#handyman!matty

[wiintring]

blue jeans

cw: 18+ mdni !! smut, oral (f and m receiving), unprotected sex, d word (oops), bad writing, degradation, matty’s kinda mean but he’s sweetie. let me know if i missed anything!

a/n: i’m so sorry if this is absolute ass. i really liked this idea and i fear i just ruined it by writing this but it’s okay!! enjoy!

a new bed was something you had been dying for since moving in. sleeping on nothing but a mattress for the past week wasn’t horrible, but it was about time for a bed frame.

you had gone to your local home store and bought the bed expecting to be able to go home with it, but the employee told you to wait 3-4 days until it’s delivered to your apartment with someone to build it for you. now, you had no problem with that. getting out of doing all the hard work, why would you ever complain about that? the only issue was that you went expecting the handyman to be so… attractive.

he introduced himself as Matty with a thick english accent that had your knees weak. he came in and out of your apartment with all the different parts of your new bed. you were excited. for many reasons. one, you were finally getting a new bed. and two, the man building this new bad was the sexiest man you’d seen since living in this new city.

it was mid-july which meant it was scorching hot outside. you in nothing but an oversized band tee and shorts. and him in a white tank top that made his arms look glorious, and a pair of jeans which had his tools strapped onto the waistline.

“i’m gonna need to move this mattress out of here if you don’t mind” he finally spoke. your eyes shot up back to his face after realizing you were probably look at his arms for a little too long. you simply nodded asking if he needed any help in which he responded with a shake of his head.

you watched as he slid the mattress out of your room and into your living room. the way he held his lower lip between his teeth as he moved was captivating. you had to stop.

a few minutes had past now. he has been drilling screws into the side of your bed still biting his lip while doing so. so concentrated and sexy, you thought to yourself. you thought it might be nice to get him drink so you went to your kitchen and fixed up a cool glass of water.

“hey. got you some water if you maybe wanted to take a little break, it’s burning hot and you’ve been working so hard” you interrupted his work in a sweet tone. his eyes shot up to look at you holding out the glass to him. “thank you. appreciate it” he said with a wink, your fingers slightly brushing as he reached for the glass.

he couldn’t help but notice that you had put your hair up. he had been eyeing since he had gotten here not wanting to make it obvious. “i’m almost done here, just gotta screw in a few more nails and put the mattress and you’ll be good to go” he spoke after taking a sip. you were disappointed. you didn’t want him to leave. “oh, great! i’m so excited to try it out” you cheered with the slightest touch of seduction in your voice. he gave you a once-over at that. ‘try it out’ he would like to.

after a few more minutes of awkward conversation, he got back to work and before you knew it the bed was done. he’d come back out to the living room to tell you that he had finished and slid the mattress onto the frame. “alright, it’s all done now. go ahead try it out” he spoke condescendingly, mimicking what you had said earlier. you go to sit on the bed. “how is it” he asks. “why don’t you come try it out yourself” you say suggestively, patting the spot next to you. he eyes you up and down at that before going to sit down right next to you. “oh yeah! nice and stable, some of my best work” he laughs.

you place a hand on his shoulder, not wanting to be too suggestive as you thank him for his work. he goes to face you “ah please, it was no problem, it is my job after all. and getting to be around pretty girls like you is just a bonus.” you two stay like that for a bit. your hand on his shoulder, faces just inches apart. “you said this bed was really stable right, matty” you ask with a smirk. he nods “real stable.”

you move to straddle him and he places his hands on either sides of your waist. “how about we check to see how stable it is, hm” you breathe, mouths inches away from each other. he breaks the space between the two of you with a harsh kiss. all teeth and tongue.

matty has you pinned down to your brand new bed and completely bare in nothing but your panties before you even know it. “want you” you breathe again his lips as you pull away for air. matty quickly hops off of you and begins undressing himself. you stare intently at his toned stomach, littered by tattoos. your attention quickly dropping to the ‘we are kings’ tattoo sitting right on his hip bone. “where do you want me to start? your lips? your breasts? or maybe your sweet little pussy?”

“matty” you moan reaching for him. he grins, licking his lips as he crawls onto the bed, his eyes fixed on your body. he trails kisses down your stomach, stopping at the edge of your panties. “matty” you say once again begging for him to do something. matty chuckles, his voice low and husky “don't worry, princess. I'll make sure you scream my name. now spread those pretty little legs for daddy.”

you gasp at the pet name and at the name he’s created for himself before moving to spread your legs wider. matty groans, his mouth watering at the sight of your pussy. he slowly pulls your panties to the side, revealing your wetness “fuck, baby i’ve been wanting to do this since i walked through the door” he admits to with a groan.

you blush at his confession. satisfied knowing he had been wanting you just as badly as you had wanted him. “fuck stop teasing” you beg, raising your hips to get him where you needed him. matty smirks, pinning your hips down and leaning in to tease you even more “you want it? you got it.” he finally dives in, his tongue swirling around your clit and entering your tight hole.

you let a moan. it’s almost animalistic and a bit shameful. matty's eyes widen, loving the way you respond to his touch. “fuck, that's it. give it up for daddy.” he slides his fingers inside you, stretching you as he licks and sucks on your clit.

“oh fuck” you scream, probably way too loud for someone living on the second floor of an apartment complex but you couldn’t care less right now. matty's fingers pump in and out of you, matching the rhythm of his tongue on your clit “that's it, princess. let it all out, i want to hear you moan my name.”

“matty” you scream but his movements come to a halt at that. he glares up at you with dark eyes “i said i want you to scream my name.” you were lost at first before you realized. “fuck- daddy” you scream continuously as he dives back into you with a wide smirk on his face.

matty chuckles, pleased with the sound of your voice “good girl, that’s it.” he picks up the pace, fingering you harder and sucking on your clit with more force. “matty im- i’m close fuck” you whine. he groans, his own arousal spiking at your words “cum for daddy, baby wanna you feel you fall apart on my mouth.” the band on your stomach snaps at his words, screaming as you cum on his tongue. matty's eyes lock onto yours as you climax, drinking in every moan and whimper you make. “fuck, i love hearing you like that, baby.” he continues to lap at your pussy, savoring the taste of your cum.

you softly push his head away “too much” you whimper. he looks up at you with a smirk “too much? really, princess?” he gives your pussy one last lick before standing up on his knees and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “want you to fuck me” you beg looking up at him. matty grins, his cock already hard at the thought of being inside you “before that i want you to get on your knees and start sucking on this big dick.

you gasp at his harsh tone but quickly stand from your spot on the bed and sink down onto your knees. matty sits before you on the edge of the bed in nothing but his boxers. you slowly drag his underwear down his legs, mimicking the way he had been teasing you. you look up at him before licking his tip teasingly and quickly pushing him inside your mouth. matty groans as you take his cock into your mouth, his hands gripping your hair tightly.

“fuck yeah, that's it. suck daddy's dick like a good little slut.” you moan around his shaft continuing to suck. matty's hips begin to thrust forward, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth as you suck him off. “mmmm, that's it. take all of daddy's big cock, baby. you're such a good cocksucker.” you feel tears brimming at the corners of your eyes as he harshly fucks your mouth. his movements become more forceful, fucking your throat with reckless abandon as he nears his release. his breathing becomes ragged, and he groans deeply, filling your throat with his cum as he reaches his climax.

you move your mouth off of him before swallowing his cum and sticking your tongue out to show him. “fuck, that was amazing. you're amazing, baby” he praises as he looks down at you. you smile at that standing back up on your feet. matty's eyes travel up and down your body, taking in the sight of his cum dripping from your chin as he wipes it on his finger and pushes it into your mouth. “i'm gonna fuck you so good, sweetheart.”

‘please’ you beg. matty smirks, grabbing your hips and pinning back onto the bed, hovering over you. “i'll do whatever the fuck i want to do, babe. and right now, i want to fuck your tight little pussy until you can't walk straight tomorrow.” you can’t help but let out a moan at that, putting both hand on his shoulders. he grabs your hips aligning his cock with your entrance. you both gasp as he quickly enters you, giving you some time to get used to his size. “fuck me, please” you beg quietly.

matty thrusts into you with a forceful grunt, burying himself deep within your wet heat “fuck, you're so tight. you were made for this, baby. made for daddy's cock” he praises moving to kiss you. he starts to pound into you, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythmic crescendo of lust “you like that? you like daddy's big dick fucking you senseless? tell me what you want, baby” he breathes into your mouth. “want you to keep going. don’t stop. please-fuck” you moan out pathetically.

feeling your walls clenching around him, matty's pace quickens. he growls low in his throat as he slams into you harder and faster. “that's it. take daddy's cum, baby.”

“oh fuck! matty” you whimper feeling everything all at once. your cries mixed with matty's rough grunts. his hips pump violently as he drives deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot over and over again. “you like it rough, huh” he asks teasingly. kissing your neck definitely leaving a mark. “yes-yes daddy i like it rough” you cry out breathlessly.

matty's thrusts become even more brutal, his strong arms pulling you into him tightly. he's holding nothing back, determined to make you cum hard. “cum for daddy, baby. let it all out.”

your brain is mush, thoughts completely gone. everything is solely just matty. “fuck- i cant oh fuck” you finally cum. second orgasm of the night thanks to your handyman. feeling your body shudder and pulse around him, matty roars with delight. he slams into you one last time before letting go, his seed filling you up. “there it is. take it all, baby. such a slut for daddy's cum.”

he pulls out quickly as you hiss at the feel. he moves to lay next to you and you can’t help but laugh at the situation. “what’s funny” he asks confused. “the bed is really stable, nice job” she praises turning her head to look at him. he laughs at that turning to look back at her. “i told you it was some of my best work didn’t i?”

[abiiors]

Cold Shower

Warnings: minors dni!!! Smut, unprotected smut, she/her pronouns, the word “juxtaposition” appears because this is matty’s pov sorry. a bit cringe ngl (the foreplay bit is good tho)

wc: 2.1k

Heat has settled like a heavy blanket all over the house. 

All day Matty has been trying to figure out what’s wrong with the air conditioning. He’s not much of a handyman to begin with and now the thought of having to sacrifice his lazy day with her on stupid household appliances makes him fume even more. 

He’s only wearing thin cotton boxers, yet sweat trickles down his back in rivulets and gathers at the base of his spine. He would have gone for a swim if the sun weren’t so blazing hot outside. Instead, his mind wanders back to her and what she might be doing up in the bedroom. 

Before he left her to go inspect the sudden lack of cool air, they had both been in bed; legs intertwined, her fingers brushing his chest occasionally, his drawing circles on her hips as they both read their books. Well, he read his giant Serious book while she read her smutty trashy romance. And while he always teased her about it, he couldn’t help abandoning his book to peak into hers. 

Right as the couple on paper have their first passionate kiss in the rain. 

His frustration grows as he thinks of the soft surprised sounds she makes every time there’s unexpected intimacy on the page, almost as if she’s experiencing it herself. The way she ends up lightly gnawing on her bottom lip to stop herself from grinning wide. Matty teases her about that too; actually, he doesn’t stop teasing her until she inevitably chucks the book at him and hides her face in the pillow. 

He abandons all thoughts of fixing the AC and makes his way back to the bedroom. 

‘It’s hopeless,’ he announces loudly before he even properly enters the room, ‘I’ll call someone tomorrow but we can get a hotel room if it’s too hot for you…’ Matty trails off when there’s no response. Instead, there’s soft, even breathing. 

Her long legs are sprawled on top of the sheets, naked entirely apart from the very short hipster shorts that she wears around the house to combat the heat. And right now, they do wonders for Matty’s imagination as he stares at the curve of her ass. Then slowly at the thin tank top that sticks to the contours of her body, to the loose hair that flutter on her neck. She’s almost asleep. Almost, if it weren’t for the restless pout on her face. 

‘Baby…’ he moves towards her. 

‘Hmm?’ she responds sleepily and the soft sound makes his blood rush down south. 

‘Are you sleepy?’ He sits at the edge of the bed and takes her feet in his lap, moves one finger up her calf and watches her squirm a little.

‘No,’ she smiles at him, ‘just lazy. I can’t really sleep in this heat,’ then suddenly she remembers and props herself up on her forearm. ‘What happened to the AC?’

He shrugs, ‘I’m not a handyman.’

‘Then you’re not coming anywhere near me today,’ she shrugs in return, ‘it’s so hot I can’t even think about cuddling right now.’

‘Oh, absolutely not,’ he grabs her leg and pulls her towards him. She shrieks and laughs when he falls on top of her, sweaty bodies colliding as Matty attacks her with kisses all over her face and finally as he captures her mouth in his. 

Lying on top of her doesn’t really help with his…situation. If anything, he can feel the front of his boxers tightening as she sighs into the kiss. 

‘Babe, I know what you want,’ she speaks against his mouth, ‘but I think I'm going to melt into a puddle if we keep going.’ He’s about to open his mouth to make a lewd joke but she shuts him up with a glare. ‘Not in a good way.’

‘Alright then.’ He hooks an arm under her legs and before she has the chance to question it, she’s up in the air, being thrown over his shoulder while he practically beelines to the bathroom. 

Her ass is up in the air, right in front of his face while he fumbles with the shower controls. He expects more shrieks and laughter as soon as the cold water hits them. Instead, she lets out a loud moan that shoots straight to his dick. 

‘Fuck,’ she sighs again, ‘this feels so good!’

He lowers her gently, noses touching each other as droplets of water cling to her eyelashes and rest on her lips. ‘Better than this?’ 

Matty grinds his hips into hers and groans softly when she throws her head back. The water has already soaked through her top making it translucent. Her nipples stand out against the white fabric, pebbled and pink. ‘Nothing is better than this,’  she whispers and kisses him deeply. 

His movements are frantic, a hand coming up to protect her head as he slams her back against the wall and deepens the kiss. His tongue flicks against her lips, tasting the water and remnants of her lip balm while she palms him through his boxers. 

‘Off with these,’ she moves her hands frantically, ‘I need to feel you.’

And he needs to feel her too; so desperately that he might just try to rip her clothes off her. She tastes sweet; like the honeycomb ice cream she had been eating earlier. They don’t break the feverish kisses as he shimmies out of his boxers and Matty shivers when her hand wraps around him. 

‘Fuck!’ he groans loudly in her hair, momentarily forgetting everything as she moves her hands up and down his length. ‘Darling, you feel s–so good.’

Then almost as if he has snapped back to his senses, he hooks a finger under the band of her shorts and peels away the soaked fabric from her body. Wet curls fall into his eyes, partially obstructing his view of her but it’s not like he can keep his eyes open for long as she strokes him over and over. 

A loud gasp fills the bathroom when his fingers touch her swollen clit. Her grip on him goes slack, hands stilling in place as she moans out his name. Fingers moving, in circles, over her slit and parting her folds, he basks in the way his name sounds from her mouth. 

Matty, Matty, Matty… again and again and again, every time he teases her entrance with his fingers and grips her waist to keep her from falling. 

‘Need you, Matty,’ she whines, ‘please, PLEASE.’ And she sounds so sweet begging for him that he plunges her fingers in and kisses her hungrily to swallow her moans. 

He nearly moans in return when she clenches around his fingers, tight and wet and needy; always needy for more. He imagines how she would feel around his dick, although he knows the feel of her very well. All the groves and contours of her body, the way she tastes everywhere, the way she sounds depending on where he touches her. Her back arches off the wall, tits brushing onto his bare chest and he increases his pace.

‘Perfect girl,’ he tells her, ‘my gorgeous, perfect girl.’

She becomes more and more like putty in his hands with each thrust of his fingers. His body screams to be closer to her, closer than he already is but he needs to see her fall apart around his fingers first and by the looks of it, she’s not far away. 

‘I’m so close, baby,’ she whimpers and buries her face in his chest, ‘harder, please, ple—’ the words turn into a strangled scream when he roughly flicks her clit with his thumb. 

‘That’s it darling,’ he encourages, ‘be a good girl now.’ 

She tries to hold on longer, almost as if she’s savouring the feeling of his fingers inside her, wanting to stay in this moment as long as possible. But he hooks his fingers inside her, and finally broken moans and gasps echo around the room as Matty feels her cum all over his hand. 

He is so tempted to bring the hand up to his mouth and get a taste but he keeps moving his fingers in and out. Lets her ride it out until she can finally open her eyes. 

Then, as if he’s possessed, he holds out the hand in front of her. ‘Lick it clean,’ he rasps, low and barely restrained, still a command. ‘All of it.’

Her cheeks flush and he almost laughs at the juxtaposition. Seconds ago she had been screaming all sorts of obscene things and now the thought of licking her own release off his hand is what makes her blush. But she maintains steady eye contact with him, pupils dilated, eyes wide, water clinging to her eyelashes as she slowly does as she’s told. Then, for extra measure, swirls her tongue around his fingers and hollows her cheeks to suck them clean. 

‘You’ll be the death of me, you know?’ he groans softly and her answering hum sends a jolt through his whole body. 

‘Kiss me?’ she asks sweetly once she’s done. 

And Matty’s more than eager. Now all he tastes is sweet honeycomb ice cream mixed with the taste of her and for a moment all other thoughts go out the window. That is until she pumps him harder and lines him up against her once again. 

‘Want me inside you again?’ he smirks.

‘Will you give me what I want if I say yes?’ she asks coyly. 

Matty moves closer, trapping her between him and the wall, and makes sure that his very hard cock sits right between her folds. The sensation intense enough to drive both of them crazy but he’s relentless and determined. 

‘Oh how generous of you,’ he teases and presses onto her further. She moans again and looks at him desperately. 

‘I want you, I want you, I’ll keep saying it,’ she breathes, ‘I want–fuck,’ he pushes his tip inside and nudges her to continue. 

‘You…’ she moans right in his ear as he pushes in the rest of the way. 

For one tender moment, his heart swells at the thought of her wanting him so much. Her saying it to him over and over again, and not just in the bedroom. Not just for sex. 

But then she drags her nails down his back and all tender thoughts fly out of his head. Matty unleashes himself, thrusting into her over and over, recklessly, hard and fast. What was meant to be slow love making on a hot summer day has turned into so much more. 

The shampoo bottles fall and clatter on the floor as she grabs the rack to support herself. But he doesn’t slow down and she doesn’t tell him to slow down. She leaves scratches on his back; a reward and an encouragement. Softly bites onto his shoulder to muffle her screams. And although he would love to be all marked up for the whole world to see, he wants to hear her screaming his name much much more. 

‘Louder, baby,’ he commands, ‘the louder you scream for me, the harder you get it.’

Instantly, she obliges and lets go of all inhibitions. There’s only her and her scent that surrounds him and her voice that echoes over and over again. 

They grab at each other frantically, like they would fall apart if either let go until some body wash clatters to the floor and she laughs. 

‘God, Matty, you drive me crazy,’ she whimpers as she clenches around him one more time, tighter and tighter. She’s on the edge again, ready to let go again. 

‘Cum for me again, baby,’ Matty whispers in her ear and bites her earlobe, ‘I know you want to.’

She nods with her eyes closed, breathing hard. And he keeps thrusting into her at a bruising pace even when she falls apart for the second, on and on and on till the pressure at the base of his spine almost makes him lose it. 

‘Matty,’ she pants but she’s incapable of forming words, forming any thoughts. So cock-drunk and blissed out that he moans at the expression on her face. Moments later, his legs tremble as he feels himself spill into her over and over again. Until all he sees is black for a solid two seconds. 

Miraculously, they hold each other up on shaking, trembling legs; still locked together, panting in tandem. The shower is still running; even now when the water is nice and cold, both of them feel the heat coursing through their veins. 

‘God, we’re like animals in heat,’ she laughs into his chest. ‘We were supposed to cool down!’

‘We will,’ he kisses the top of her head, ‘in five more minutes. Or ten more minutes. Or whenever I can bring myself to move away from you.’

[dedicatedesire]

revamped my muse page a little, so if we're mutuals i'd love to plot with a few of my brown haired babies.. i want ship names! multiple threads! mutual obsession! memes! handcanons! all that! (like and reply or send me a message so we can discuss):

dillon, adam scott fc (32, tech guy, alcoholic and pretty weepy). give me absolutely failed first date that turns into awkward run-ins before she decides to go out with him again out of pity or curiosity, but then decides he's a mess. cradling him as he cries and promising herself she'll never see him again, it's just that she's best friends with his sister and now they've seen each other naked

erin, zazie beetz fc (26, unemployed, depressed but still cracking jokes). give me equally depressed mid twenties teenage dirtbags, or an ex that finally got his shit together and is embarrassed that he's still in love with a loser. bonus if he's nice but just... frustrated!

eric, andrew garfield fc (26, waiter, angry at the world). i don't even know. this will be a slow burn to rival all slow burns, give me annoying, crazy, constantly showing up unannounced, unhinged, manic pixie given to life who turns out to have just been craving affection and attention. she might chill out eventually but his personality is so flaccid compared to her's, that it seems like she fills the room. after five months, he might finally open up. i want to watch two absolutely immature and indignant people grow into successes. please be ok with serious unrequited energy, she's gonna have to show up one day drunk and tell him that they should be together and he will literally say "can't say i think the same way"

kendall, matty healy fc (26, mechanic). give me toxic exes, give me fighting until the wee hours of the morning. i really want one or the other to be a side piece, just kendall waxing lyrical about "we would never work out anyway"

jedediah, christian bale fc (42, factory worker, handyman, bookkeeper). ex con released from prison hasn't stopped thinking about the woman he left behind and would do just about anything to get her back :(

[shopcat]

i know it is literally the point but that matty is playing at least at first like some sort of handyman long time friend Guy when he is a world renowned chef 😭 so funny

[roswell-rp-archive]

Give a warm welcome to our new arrivals! Please make sure you send in your character blog within the next 24 hours, have a look over our checklist and get acquainted with Roswell by exploring our locations page. We hope you enjoy your stay.

Selena Suksai (Fah Yongwaree  / Medic @ US Army)

Leonardo “Leo” Sijum (Charles Melton / Pharmacist)

Callum Laurent (Robert Pattinson / Tattoo Artist @ Black Box)

Christine Nam (Im Jinah / Socialite)

Dakota “Kota” Greene (Logan Lerman / Handyman @ Fornax Hardware)

fah yongwaree & she, her/ cis woman ‷ watch out , selena suksai has crash-landed into roswell !! they look twenty five years old and celebrate their birthday on thirtieth of june. they are from bangkok, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as a medic for the us army,  now stationed at walker air force base (fletcher liu squadron member wanted connection). one thing you should know about them is they're mostly trained in muay thai,  japanese katana-play, and shuriken.‷ ( zoey, she/her, 23, est )

charles melton & he/him - male ‷ watch out , leonardo “leo” sijum has crash-landed into roswell !! they look twenty-nine and celebrate their birthday on march 21st. they are from roswell, nm, reside in moonbeam gardens and are currently working as a pharmacist. one thing you should know about them is he is a high ranking member in roswell’s drug ring‷ ( c, she/her, 24, est ) + alev’s ride or die WC

robert pattinson & he/him - male ‷ watch out , callum laurent has crash-landed into roswell !! they look thirty-two and celebrate their birthday on july seventh. they are from roswell, nm, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as a tattoo artist at black box tattoo & piercing. one thing you should know about them is he is currently training for his red belt in mixed martial arts‷ + mattie laurent’s brother WC

im jinah & she/her, cis female ‷ watch out, christine nam has crash-landed into roswell !! they look thirty years old and celebrate their birthday on april 2nd. they are from beverly hills, california, reside in moonbeam gardens and are currently working as a socialite. one thing you should know about them is she just came out of a stint in rehab‷ ( mimi, she/her, 19, mst )

logan lerman & he/him/ cis male ‷ watch out , dakota "kota" greene has crash-landed into roswell !! they look twenty - eight years old and celebrate their birthday on october 5th. they are from homer, alaska, reside in greystone complex and are currently working as a handyman at fornax hardware. one thing you should know about them is he wouldn't be surprised if pigeons were government drones‷ ( mimi, she/her, 19, mst ) 

[navyblueprincemain]

matty matheson being an actual executive chef but playing a handyman on the bear is so funny to me

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"GETS 2-YEAR TERM," Toronto Star. August 18, 1943. Page 28. ---- "B" Police Court, City Hall. Magistrate Hanrahan. Two years in the penitentiary was the sentence imposed on Eric Nollmeyer, who pleaded guilty to breaking into Albert B. Cook's jewelry store. 824 Yonge St.. last Aug. 9 and stealing three wrist watches.

"I can't send you to the reformatory again," Magistrate Hanrahan said, after hearing of accused's record. "You have been in the penitentiary once."

Detective-Sergt. Herbert Gadd said accused soldier was a discharged

"I stepped off the street car, was hit, and that is all I remember," said Miss Grace Gregor, testifying against William Nyman. charged with dangerous driving and careless driving. Accused pleaded not guilty through David Goldstick, defence counsel.

Motorcycle Officer J. Titmarsh read a statement purported made by accused, in which the latter said he was southbound on Bathurst St.. behind a street car when a woman alighted from the middle door.

Accused said he swerved his car. hit a lamppost and the girl.

Nyman's evidence followed the statement. In stopping the auto to avoid the crash the strain had snapped a brake-rod, he stated. He had been driving only two weeks. Convicted of dangerous driving, accused was remanded to Friday for sentence. The careless driving charge was withdrawn.

Matti Hendrickson pleaded guilty to stealing a car belonging to William Nagy and was given 12 months.

[AL: Nollmeyer or Nullmeyer was 25, single, a Norwegian immigrant whose parents came to Canada in 1924 - he was naturalized in 1936. A painter and handyman fro a hotel, he had served a previous term in the Penitentiary several years before. His home town was Montreal. He was convict #7410 at Kingston Penitentiary this time, and worked in the carpenter's but was transferred to Collin's Bay in November 1943 and released in early 1945.]

[weggebobble]

biggest bombshell of season 2 of the bear is that matty matheson's character is called Neil Fak and not, like I thought, FAQ. i thought he was called FAQ because he was a handyman

[acabecca]

WIP Tag Game

I was tagged by @jvstjewels 💖

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. send me an ask with the title that intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet or tell you something about it!

1) A Little Bit Older

2) Poisoned Youth

3) Somebody To You

4) Start of An Age

5) Sunrise (Joaquin x Dalia)

6) Band of Thieves

7) Perfectly Wrong (911)

8) Love Letters

9) Unforgiven (Bucky x Penny)

10) Linger - Jas 40s AU

11) Nick Fowler x OC

12) Fallout (Mattie x Clint)

13) Echoes - Serene x Bucky

14) Place In Me (CEO!Steve)

15) Supernova

16) Eyes Open prologue - 10

17) Almost - Hattie x Colin Shea

18) Butterfly Kisses - Beth x Stucky

19) Drowning - Pietro x OC x Steve

20) Serendipity (Evie x Johnny AU)

21) Battlefield (Nat)

22) Invisible (Bucky x Violet)

23) Fearless (Defending Jacob)

24) Visceral (Steve x Maisie)

25) Handyman!Steve

26) Things Like Love

27) Shadows (Tessa x Scott)

28) Fired Up (Johnny Storm)

29) Tightrope (Johnny Storm)

30) Puppy Love (original)

i have more but. i’m ending it on an even 30 lol

i’m tagging: @sgtbuckyybarnes @hiddenqveendom @ceruleanmusings @raging-violets @darknightfrombeyond @katiekinswrites @koiwrites @if-you-onlyknew @itscapokaybye @asirensrage @starcrossedjedis @lukespatterson (katie idk allie’s new url or i’d tag her too) @andrcwgarficlds @stanshollaand

[darriness]

Fic A Day - July 2021 Edition - Day 8 - Quixotic/Quick

Author: darriness

Word Count: 1050

Summary: A backyard dream

Author's Note: For the Tan Hands and Tan Lines Track A Event. Two chapters in two days. Go me? lol I like this one, but I'm also nervous about it? Hope you enjoy!

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Blaine declares, one day when Lizzy and Matty are six and two, that he’s going to build them a play set and treehouse in the backyard.

Kurt, who is a supportive husband (but also quite aware of Blaine’s lack of handyman expertise), gives him a smile over his phone, “Sounds good.” He says, stopping just short of adding ‘Are you going to build it, or am I going to end up building it?’

Blaine dives into planning the intricate and frankly quixotic project over the next week. Kurt sees drawing after drawing with more fantastical elements each time. He’s not even sure by the following weekend if even HE could build what Blaine has planned.

He tries to never let on to Blaine, though, how skeptical he is about the whole thing. Blaine is very excited about his idea and has subsequently gotten the kids excited about the idea (though Kurt’s fairly certain Matty’s not too sure what he’s excited for).

The following weekend Blaine announces he’s going to the hardware store for supplies. Kurt offers to come, but Blaine waves him off.

“I want this to be a surprise and I want to do it myself.” He says, before kissing Kurt quickly and heading out the door.

Blaine wants it to be a surprise so badly that he effectively banishes Kurt and the kids from the house when he returns.

“Go spend the day with Rachel, Jesse, and Nash.” He says.

Matty, for one, needs no more prompting. The mention of Nash’s name has him trying to put his shoes on.

Kurt sighs and reluctantly gets the kids ready to go. He wants to stay, he’s actually nervous Blaine is going to hurt himself, but he also doesn’t want his husband to think Kurt thinks he’s not capable. So with another kiss (and a lightly said but very serious ‘Be safe!’), Kurt and the kids are out the door and on their way to Rachel and Jesse’s.

Kurt is distracted the entire time. He can’t enjoy any of the shenanigans he usually finds amusing and keeps glancing at his watch to see how long it’s been since they’ve been away and thinking whether or not he should call Blaine to see how things are going.

In the end, he makes it two hours before he tells Rachel he’s going to go and check on the progress. He leaves Lizzy and Matty with the Berry-St. James’s and drives quickly back home.

When he pulls up in the driveway, his eyebrows furrow when he notices his dad’s car parked on the street. Why would his dad be at the house?

He makes his way around the side of the house to the side gate and is about to open it when he hears voices.

“Can you hand me that screwdriver?” Burt Hummel says.

“Oh sure.” Blaine answers. All is quiet for a moment before Blaine speaks again, “Burt, I just want to say thanks again for helping me out. I...didn’t want to admit to Kurt that I couldn’t do this by myself. He really believed I could and I didn’t...want to let him down.”

Kurt’s heart clenches in his chest.

Burt sighs, “Kid, you know I’m always here to help if you need me. But do you really think Kurt would think less of you for needing help?”

It’s Blaine’s turn to sigh, “I guess not. I just...maybe I wanted to prove to him I could do it. I made such a big deal out of it.”

“Well, you are still doing it.” Burt points out.

Blaine laughs, “Yeah, I guess I am…”

Kurt makes a quick getaway when he notices Blaine’s voice is closer than it was before. He suddenly doesn’t want Blaine to know he’s here, doesn’t want him to know he came back to check on him.

He gets back in his car and drives back to Rachel’s to be with his kids. His heart both warmed and saddened by what he heard. Warmed because Blaine felt he could call Burt to help him with something and saddened because Blaine didn’t want Kurt to think he wasn’t capable.

As Kurt drives he thinks about what he’ll do when he and the kids get home later.

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Six hours later, Kurt carries a sleeping Matty into the house with Lizzy skipping ahead of them. It’s almost bedtime but Lizzy is riding high on the promise of new swings and a treehouse. She hasn’t stopped talking about it.

“Do you think Daddy’s done?” She asks.

Kurt smiles, “Why don’t you go see?” He whispers, “I’m just going to take Matty upstairs.”

Kurt’s not sure if Blaine and Burt are done with their construction but he’s got one foot on the stairs when he hears a scream from Lizzy from the backyard.

Curiosity peaked, he redirects and carries Matty through the house and out the backdoor. His mouth falls open at the spectacular sight in front of him.

It’s a kid’s backyard dream...and it’s THEIR backyard. The play set and treehouse are just like the plans Blaine’s been working with all week and everything seems to sparkle with the floodlights lighting the darkness.

Lizzy is already halfway up the treehouse ladder and Kurt’s wide eyes land on Blaine who is walking toward him. His hands are in his pockets and he’s got a sheepish look on his face.

“So…” He says.

Kurt’s mouth opens and closes a few times before he can speak, “I’m...blown away.” He says.

Blaine’s eyes light up, “You really like it?”

Kurt’s eyes take another sweep of the construction before he pulls Blaine to him with the arm not cradling Matty and wraps it around Blaine’s waist, “It’s phenomenal. I’m so proud of you.”

Blaine nuzzles into his side and if Kurt’s not mistaken he buries a pleased smile in Kurt’s chest.

“We worked really hard on it.” Blaine says after a moment.

Kurt could mention that Blaine said ‘we’ instead of ‘I’, or point out that even if Blaine was a master handyman he couldn’t have finished this project by himself in eight hours but…

“It’s perfect.” He whispers and the pair watch as Lizzy tries out every aspect of their new backyard, regardless of the fact that her bedtime comes and goes.

[wiintring]

thinking about handyman matty. he comes to ur apartment and builds your bed and then fucks you on it 🤗

[maybe-your-left]

Pst pst pst. I think my first ask got deleted when you tried to do something XD anyways, some blurb/hc on how the boys treats us/spoils us? I could use some fluff now :<

Special Treatment yooooo... 

Clyde Logan: Big Daddy treats y’ somethin’ good... if you didn’t know, Clyde is a bit of a sugar-fiend. he loves to take you out for a nice brunch, a fancy place by the river, with bottomless mimosas and sweet treats you can’t get enough of. gets some sugary syrup on your lips, he will gladly lick it off while you nuzzle into one another. lots of sweet pastries-cakes-muffins-creampies. 

Charlie Barber: everything is art, a performance. everything Charlie does has its purpose in his artistic vision, including anything he does for you. when he sees you feeling down, he loves to book the two of you art classes. letting you recharge and retreat back to your roots. watercolor-acrylic-body painting-pottery-silent hours-anything that gets the creative juices flowing for the both of you when you’re in a funk. 

Jamie Massey: much like Charlie, his revolve around a getaway for the senses. of course-it will be filmed, it is Jamie. something he clings to from his marriage to Darby is purging the soul every once in a while. for the both of you to reconnect as one-he books you a trip. complete with a tent, blanket, some guitars, and plenty of natures sweet treats. (drugs, he takes you on Acid trips guys)

Rick Smolan: unfortunately, he's away so much. so to make it up to you when you’re feeling down, Rick takes you on vacation! yes, its somewhere he’s been before. but he doesn’t care because he’s there for pleasure. not work, your favorite spot right now is Everest, its taken a few months of preparation but the two of you are determined to make it to the top. sharing the moment of pure-euphoria and human spirit together, thats how he spoils you rotten. 

Kylo Ren (Triplet AU): he doesn’t trust women, or men, or animals, or the sky, and definitely doesn’t trust gift giving. if someone tries to give him something that means horrible things are going to happen, so he buys nothing for people. the few times he’s given gifts, they’ve backfired on him. who knew women didn’t like exotic reptiles in an unsuspecting basket? if he’s desperate, he will run to a jewelry store and slap down his credit card, barking at the person behind the counter what your favorite colors are and they throw back a bracelet or ring that he then gives you. usually he’s blushing profusely when he hands it over, saying that it’s not gonna hurt you. trying to push you away when you try and kiss him thank you-thank you-thank you once you’ve stopped crying over the diamonds. 

Ben Solo (Triplet AU): can you wear it? check. can he rip it off? check. bonus points if he can eat it too, most of his gifts are based around the four basic Benji needs: Food-Fucking-Frolicking-Frogs, the boy loves frogs. be prepared for horrible frog statues in your yard (like gnomes but-frog)

Matthew Organa-Solo (Triplet AU): he’s not as stupid as his brothers, doesn't have an aversion to gift giving and doesn’t make it all about sex. he wants to give you something that makes you smile, and he finds that when you’re together somewhere new it makes you feel better. so once a month, you and Matty pack the car and go on a road trip! you’re trying to make it to every National Park in America-complete with different kitchy gifts that make you both smile. 

Maurizio Gucci: Daddy filled up your credit card this morning, and got you a new baby-pink leather checkbook. anything you want, he gets it for you. exotic wines and cheeses, silks and furs, a brand new purse that hasn’t been on the runway yet. cars-mopeds-motorcycles, even though you don’t drive. Daddy doesn’t let you lift a finger. 

Phillip Altman: gifts are no fuckin’ sweat to this gremlin, he knows you inside and out. and what makes you the happiest? spending time with him babygirl, so the best thing he can do is spoil you with days of love making. pinning you to the mattress, lounge chair, couch, counter, hood of the Porsche. until your full of cum and drained of your tears. Oh! and he loves taking you to concerts, the way you get all giddy and squeal when he hands you tickets to your favorite band makes his heart hurt. 

Paterson: poetry, that reminds him solely of you and how you make him feel like a different man. flowers, farmers market trips, walking your pet cat together (he doesn’t want another dog), picnic’s in the park, and lots and lots of notes around the house from him so you know how much he loves you. 

Adam Sacker: buying gifts is a waste of time when he can do it himself, he can make some wood frame for a silly picture the two of you took at a carnival. or reinforce some furniture you’ve been complaining about, maybe even build a new canopy bed frame for you, stained and everything! being a handyman and a soft soul means he can do whatever and he still gets rewarded. 

Toby Grisoni: he doesn’t buy you ‘gifts’, instead he takes you on experiences. including you on his trips around the world for filming, he likes taking you dancing in the lavish cities you stay in, a bit of a hopeless romantic if he is feeling like it. and scarves, lots of scarves for you to tie him up with at the end of a long day. 

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Trattami crudele, papà.

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[spokelseskladden]

Random oc facts game to (hopefully) ward off your slow day boredom: I'll list 5 facts about some of mine, and you tell me 5 things about yours!

Fact 1. Milo's special trait is literally "Head empty" as in, his mind/soul is so open its practically transparent/nonexistent to anyone trying to possess him, and only becomes corporeal/solid enough for access if he wills it so

Fact 2. Silas (Milo's non-identical-twin) is the epitome of that running knife kid meme

Fact 3. Ichirou has dolls about both Caelan and Claude, and makes them "kiss" much to Claude's embarrassment

Fact 4. Jurou is the boss of his group, but he is not the strongest being in it. he's just the only one with enough charm and confidence to pull off being a leader

Fact 5. I have too many characters to redesign lmao

I continue to absolutely love and adore your ocs, they're all just so much fun and I always love to learn new things about them🥺

I'm gonna go with some facts for my haunted museum/norwegian folklore story I'm working on haha

Fact 1: Mattis is more than slightly psychic (a skill that runs in his family) but he doesn't actually believe in the supernatural. He's the first to check for a gas leak or something like it if he happens upon something unexplainable. There's obviously a logical explanation for why he just instinctively know the names of people that died 200 years ago, there's nothing weird going on here!

Fact 2: Dagny is the head guide at the museum, and is an overachiever to the T. She's the straight-A-student representative that's also the captain of the local handball team, and the total opposite of Mattis in pretty much every single way. There's not a psychic bone in her body, and she's had exactly zero supernatural experiences, yet she believes in it 100% and her greatest wish in life is to meet a ghost

Fact 3: Brage, the local handyman who recently took over as the museum's janitor has lived on the grounds his entire life and is just. Chill with living among ghosts and other weird shit. That's just his life, like he unironically leaves out food for the underworldly and that's just normal to him

Fact 4: Mattis is actually named Matthias but the only person who ever calls him that is his mom when she's angry with him

Fact 5: all the characters above have exactly one braincell each but they function for different things. Together they're nearly a functional human person, but not quite

[rockislandadultreads]

Characters Itching for Revenge: a book list

The Obsession by Jesse Q. Sutanto

A classic sort of love story... except somebody might wind up dead. Nobody knows Delilah like Logan does. Nobody. He makes sure of it by learning everything he can through her social media and watching her through a hidden camera he has trained on her house. Some might call him a stalker. Logan prefers to be called “romantic.” But after Logan sees Delilah killing her abusive stepfather, he realizes there’s still more about her to discover. His sweet, perfect Delilah isn’t so perfect after all. Delilah knows she should feel guilty, but all she feels is free. She’s so over the men in her life controlling her. Except Logan saw what she did, and he won’t let her forget it. Delilah is done being the victim. And she refuses to be a character in Logan’s twisted fantasy. If Logan won’t let her go… she’ll make him.

True Grit by Charles Portis

In the 1870s, young Mattie Ross learns that her beloved father was gunned down by his former handyman. But even though this gutsy 14-year-old is seeking vengeance, she is smart enough to figure out she can't go alone after a desperado who's holed up in Indian territory. With some fast-talking, she convinces mean, one-eyed US Marshal "Rooster" Cogburn into going after the despicable outlaw with her.

Save Me from Dangerous Men by S.A. Lelchuk

Nikki Griffin isn't your typical private investigator. In her office above her bookstore’s shelves and stacks, where she luxuriates in books and the comfort they provide, she also tracks certain men. Dangerous men. Men who have hurt the women they claim to love. And Nikki likes to teach those men a lesson, to teach them what it feels like to be hurt and helpless, so she can be sure that their victims are safe from them forever. When a regular PI job tailing Karen, a tech company's disgruntled employee who might be selling secrets, turns ugly and Karen's life is threatened, Nikki has to break cover and intervene. Karen tells Nikki that there are people after her. Dangerous men. She says she'll tell Nikki what's really going on. But then something goes wrong, and suddenly Nikki is no longer just solving a case—she's trying hard to stay alive. Part Lisbeth Salander, part Jack Reacher, part Jessica Jones, Nikki Griffin is a kickass character who readers will root for as she seeks to right the world's wrongs. S.A. Lelchuk’s Save Me from Dangerous Men marks the beginning of a gripping new series and the launch of a fabulous new character.

They Never Learn by Layne Fargo

Scarlett Clark is an exceptional English professor. But she’s even better at getting away with murder. Every year, she searches for the worst man at Gorman University and plots his well-deserved demise. Thanks to her meticulous planning, she’s avoided drawing attention to herself—but as she’s preparing for her biggest kill yet, the school starts probing into the growing body count on campus. Determined to keep her enemies close, Scarlett insinuates herself into the investigation and charms the woman in charge, Dr. Mina Pierce. Everything’s going according to her master plan… until she loses control with her latest victim, putting her secret life at risk of exposure. Meanwhile, Gorman student Carly Schiller is just trying to survive her freshman year. Finally free of her emotionally abusive father, all Carly wants is to focus on her studies and fade into the background. Her new roommate has other ideas. Allison Hadley is cool and confident—everything Carly wishes she could be—and the two girls quickly form an intense friendship. So when Allison is sexually assaulted at a party, Carly becomes obsessed with making the attacker pay... and turning her fantasies about revenge into a reality.

[mandalamarigold]

Ontario just went into an even stricter lockdown for this third wave of the pandemic and it's got me thinking...  AU. Modern-day Blakes. Pandemic. Lockdown. Lucien doing telemedicne, working from home, otherwise bored to tears. Jean relieved he's home more than he's not, but getting a little annoyed by him being underfoot. Maybe he wants to help with the gardening. Maybe he's curious about her daily yoga practice and after watching asks to give it a try. Maybe he fancies himself a handyman and offers to reno the bathroom (what bathroom). Maybe he tries to comfort her when she can't go and see Mattie and her new baby. Maybe he reluctantly agrees to do a 5000 piece jigsaw puzzle with her - Lucien looked up from the mess of jagged shapes scattered across the table in front of him. "Jean, if the lockdown doesn't kill me, this bloody puzzle will."

[roswell-rp-archive]

Where could Joe keery fit here?

well i know we’d absolutely love to see a joe keery here ! he would fit amazingly as one of sparrow moore’s siblings, rhys taylor’s brother, mattie laurent’s brother, jaden lapointe’s bandmate, april winslow’s almost lover or winter carver’s friend-to-lover.

as for occupations, i think he’d work great as a ranchhand at pulhman’s ranch, a worker at the crashdown or cosmic candy, or perhaps a blue collar worker like a plumber, an electrician or a handyman.