#jeremy dooley mention

[ursifors]

book 2 steven has captivated me forever

[heisttheblackflag]

and finally for @pr1-appreciation-month-2023 , my one, my only, my ride-or-die, and the person who introduced me to PR1 in the first place, Jeremy Dooley. he’s been one of my favorite let’s players, content creators, and just people in general since 2017, and every time I watch him play I just have so much fun and my appreciation for him grows. I love his passion, his humor, his love for his cats wife and friends, and the sheer number of projects he’s taken on is a mood and an inspiration. his community is also so genuinely good and funny, and I love hanging out in his chat no matter what he’s doing! I hope I can meet him and Kat in person someday to tell them in person how much I appreciate them, but until then I’ll continue supporting everything he does (and posting his worst quotes on here for everyone else to experience with me).

I’m putting some of my favorite creative things and clips of his below, and I highly recommend you check them out (esp his band 1551!). also if you ever want to talk abt his content or if there’s an old video you want to track down, PLEASE come into my inbox/askbox I always want to talk about this short man.

[allianettemie5]

Master Post

Fandom: Video Blogging RPF, Private Recording 1

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Relationships: Anthony | ChilledChaos/Jess Bubger, Anthony | ChilledChaos & Steven | ZeRoyalViking, Anthony | ChilledChaos & Taylor | TayderTot, Anthony | ChilledChaos & CheesyBlueNips (Video Blogging RPF), Anthony | ChilledChaos & Max Gamble, Anthony | ChilledChaos & Jeremy Dooley, Anthony | ChilledChaos & Junkyard129

Characters: Anthony | ChilledChaos, Jess Bubger, Steven | ZeRoyalVikin, Taylor | TayderTot, CheesyBlueNips (Video Blogging RPF), Max Gamble (Video Blogging RPF), Jeremy Dooley, Junkyard129, a few others mentioned

Additional Tags: Blood and Injury, Hospitals, Friendship

Summary:

ZeRoyalViking: Chilled is in hospital, currently in surgery

Tay: waht happened????

APlatypuss: IS HE OKAY

ZeRoyalViking: He got shot. I’m heading to the hospital rn

F00ya: OMFG WHAT

Cheesy: wtf how is he?!

APlatypuss: WHAT!?!??

Written for PR1 Appreciation Month 2023 — Week 5: Found Family

[savvage-arts]

The ah crew as bnha characters!!!

(Brought to you by off topic #264)

[solargav]

lil cinematic stupid flower j am i right:

aka things to accommodate the two jerms one au aka a tall danish punk also named jeremy is known by the fake ah crew

geoff taking him to the shooting range outside the city and doing that thing when they stand behind and hold hands to show him how to aim the first time yeah

him and lil j setting fire to old rooftop gardens that are just dead plants at this point and sitting down and talking about what happened on the latest episode of criminal minds or something maybe voltron idk man

drunk ukulele. thats it, thats all.

just kidding but really bad days at work end in grossly fruit wine coolers in the bath and after just screwing about playing it until he falls asleep

his animal equivalent most likely a deer just think about it, michael is a bear and him having nightmares of this bear just ripping into this deer after a fight with michael over something like a wrong turn bc the gps said to

i made night and day aesthetics for fj and it explains his personality: hes generally a soft looking kid, fragile lil twig but sometimes he just snaps and has the urge to set things on fire and his happy usual personality blends into a dry dead balance amd tumbling into being death himself

in the dry balance he goes to lighting candles and will blow them out and relight them, he gets quiet enough that his room just aches with the silence of no laughter or the good quiet or little bops playing on the radio

there was a time when he got really upset over someone in the crew being insulted and went ballistic he had dropped a bat that would have been a great weapon and just went to town on this guy on the beach where the sand meets the shore and the bottom of his shorts were wet with sea water and faded reds

serious situation occurs and he just pulls out one of those freaking uh candy cigarettes bc you know nice cigars are sad days only

getting lil j to explain certain idioms to him because english wasnt his first or second language

having three separate lives

with the crew

at his flower shop

still taking modeling jobs

a kid spots him at the grocery store and asks him if he can be his model for his college project and jay says yeah bc hes a nice guy and this kid follows him around for the day and draws him at random points

the best one was jay surrounded by hanging plants on his apartment couch with feet on the table with the tv spraying color onto his features and he was tuning his ukulele

ryan getting invited to model with jay over seas and they are either extremely buddy buddy looking like throwing a ball at the other running to the other page side or revolutionary

yo remember his bird gav got him bc i do and that bird gets taken on trips with him absolutely

the bird is this yellow budgie named gavvy jr and always tries to steal food or take baths with jay

theres a lil coffee machine in the shop after seeing a bunch of people coming in exhausted to work

if you squint enough you can see the remains of blood on the shop floor of when his ex manager died

@ah-technical-difficulties ive become too invested ,,,

[monarchisms]

thank you for the request, anon! ♡ 【👨‍👩‍👧‍👧】

[teamlockandload]

i'm losing my MIND over jeremy's car names

[just-a-lost-troye]

trevor couldn’t be any more accurate

[falpiancaraxus]

So I saw @michaelscaprisun post and be like, "I need to make a fanfic of this ASAP"

So here you go,

Imagine Gavin being taken away by the bad people and the others couldnt save him. And it seemed ridiculous that a god could been taken, could be kidnapped but it did happened after all. Ryan, the Dark God was so livid that someone dare to take what his, that he sweared he would save Gavin but he couldnt. Not only Ryan, the others too. The other gods were so frantic when they receive the news that Gav had been taken and they also had did everything they could but they just couldnt. Surely those people who kidnapped Gavin were professional. But why? Why Gavin? As a leverage against the other gods? Gavin wasnt weak they all know that - he's from being one. So why?

And Gavin cursed himself for being so kind to others that he couldnt see their wickedness. He try to get out of the bind (rope? a piece of cloth?) but he cant. Why the hell he cant get out? And why was he kidnapped? Who knows for that answer. But Gavin wasnt so worried, he knew the other would come and save him. And by the time they come, they would regret doing this to him. So he waited.

Time passed and he didnt know how long he had waited. Hours? Days? Weeks? Probably some minutes. So he waited and waited and waited and hope for the others to come. But they never did. The captors had come wearing mask (typical), torturing him and then left him to bleed in the darkness. They never say anything to Gavin, never telling their purpose for kidnapping him and it was driving him insane. He needed to know why? Why him of all gods? But they never tell and he was left in the dark.

Then time passed, he was tortured, he was bleeding, and the others still hadnt came. Everything hurts, his body (sure hes a celestial being but he could still feel pain), his mind, and most of all his heart. He was abandoned wasnt he? The others had left him to die. At first he doesnt want to believe that, he still hold on to 0the fact that the others would come and save him. But they didnt.... and his mind was slowly breaking away.

He felt the stabbing in his heart, the feeling of betray, abandon, hurt. He felt his sadness slowly turning into anger. How dare these lowly creature, these disgusting humans think they could hurt him without any explaination? Oh, they will face their punishment. The rope binding him was burned away with the sheer fire he ignite. And the darkness surrounding him made him more powerful than he had ever felt. He could see the captors running in the room with guns on their hands but they couldnt do anything as the darkness control their body to kneel in front of him as soon as they enter the room.

And they were begging to let them go, to release them. Oh, how delicious their begging were. Gavin craved for more. The darkness that control their body make them raise their hands (the one holding for the guns) and point at their other hands. Those hands which dare to kidnapped him and torture him and he command them to shoot. The screams were like melodies to Gavin. He needed to hear it more... and so he did. Make them point at their legs and shoot, make them point at their ears and shoot, make them point at their stomach and shoot. And lastly make them point at their forehead and shoot.

Gavin walked away. The darkness following him but oddly his whole being glow like a sun. It was too bright but too dark at the same time. As soon as he was out of the building, he was met with the setting sun. Its dusk now and Gavin could felt the darkness bowing down to him, could felt the light bowing to him. Gavin smiled and relinquished in his newfound power.

The captors had pay for what they did, now the others should have too.

[yumenosakiacademy]

imagine sky factory blood mage jeremy trying to combine his blood magic w chance cubes to create dark surprise spells w them and that’s all fine and cool n he eventually manages to make cool Dark Chance Cubes but his first attempts didnt go so well and some of them resulted in things like the chance cubes bursting floods of blood or making blood rain from the sky, and others tell tales of the red seas and blood rain.

[strifesolution]

Matt, talking about a zombie: Go away you tiny bitch!

Jack: HIS NAME IS JEREMY!

[irrekko]

Lindsay, Michael, Jeremy, and Ryan in the May 2018 edition of Gameinformer magazine

[Click for better resolution]

[astronamies-void]

Imagine a Friends situation where Michael and Gavin are secretly dating, and while on Off Topic (live streaming might I add) Gavin gets up to leave like he does. HOWEVER without thinking when he passed Michael he says something along the lines of “Bye, Love” and kisses him like he usually would. But then it’s a frozen moment...then realizing where they are and what’s going on.

So Gavin, reacting quickly, goes around the table and kisses everyone goodbye. Lindsay’s just laughing, Ryan gets into it and is like “Good bye my lover!” Jack is pissing himself but sobers when Gavin kisses his face, and Jeremy moves away and avoids it by saying “Oh no you don’t!”

Then he leaves quickly and Michael watches him walk off.

After everything calms down Michael looks at everyone and the camera and says “Well that was weird...haha...anyways”

[piplupcola]

Months ago on a stream Jeremy and Kat mentioned they wanted art of the Dooley Kitties camping & toasting marshmallows in the shade of their fur. It's always been on my mind & now that I graduated I could finally make it. I hope it's close to what they were thinking! I still have the notes I took from the stream but I can't remember which stream it was from anymore.

[tiredeldritchhorror]

wait so if Ryan gives up being the Machine God and goes back to being the Moon King... Gavin would ignore him for a straight 5 weeks before he can't take not talking to Ryan... maybe

HERES MY GOOD ENDING YALL

Good ending

For @sleepytimefocc and you anon

Ryan shouldn’t feel anything. He’s the god of cold hearted machines. His followers don’t feel remorse for the plants they’ve cut down, the people they’ve abandoned, the resources they’ve taken advantage of, or the conflicts they’ve created. All that he’s known since he became the God of Machines is numbness.

But then he met Gavin again. His beautiful glowing Gavin, the Solar Queen who adored his night sky and didn’t mind his morbid humor. Gavin was his sun and he was Gavin’s moon. He uttered his name and saw the emotions running through his love’s eyes. The Love, the hurt, the anger, the fear, He felt them all in that one gaze Gavin let him see before his eyes turned white and the floor beneath him turned obsidian.

He let himself not feel as he tore down his fellow gods. He made himself not feel as he watched The Rising god of Magic, Sea and Obsidian (Jeremy) protect his lover from him. He tried not to feel as he saw his Lover cry tears for him. And when his Lover confessed his ever present love him, he let himself feel.

He cried tears for what he did to his Gavin. And Gavin smiled at him as he apologized. The Earthly Gods were wary of him and really He couldnt blame them. Especially after how they melted when Gavin was around, he knew they loved him, in their own way they loved him with all their hearts. So he let them be angry, and he let them approach him first. He wanted forgiveness but through conversations and kindness not pain and force.

He was no longer the Machine God, he was also not the Moon King. Gavin calls him the Dark King now, so he doesnt feel tied down. The King of Machines, The Moon, and Of the Sky. With his beautiful Solar Queen. Gavin won’t forgive him right away but Ryan couldn’t blame him. They still argued but now they knew that they were truly in love because at the end of Night and Day they came together and shared kisses and whispered confessions of love.

[illusion-of-sea-axes]

Team Lads | Fallout Edition | Welcome to Boston

A fun little drabble I made after I found a fun prompt from @auideas​

Available on AO3

Living in the Commonwealth Wasteland was not an easy lifestyle. Jeremy had known that for years, seeing it firsthand while living in Boston. He’d seen it GoodNeighbour, Concord, and even Diamond City. There was mole rats, feral ghouls, raiders, super-mutants, and that was only if the radiation poisoning, starvation, or dehydration didn’t kill you first.

Even with all the problems, Jeremy could hardly think of leaving Boston. He’d been there for so long the idea of leaving and probably never returning didn’t quite feel right. At least not on his own.  

He did have a friend with him in Boston, but then he decided to leave one day and Jeremy hadn’t seen him since. He still had the old Walkman with Matt sloppily written on the duct tape on the back.

It was another hot day in one of the less-irradiated parts of the Boston outskirts. The heat made Jeremy’s armor feel more burdening than usual and his clothes stick to his skin. But he didn’t trust the area around him to be unsafe and pushed onward.

The store was in remarkably decent condition, for a two-hundred year old building. The floorboards were rotted (Jeremy watched his step in old buildings like that), sand, dirt, and dust had made it’s way onto every surface, and patches of the roof were broken inwards. It still provided some much-needed shade from the burning wasteland sun. Had it been so hot two-hundred years ago?

Jeremy assumed it’s radiation was relatively low from the measurement gauge’s twitchy needle pointing towards the lower numbers. The device was strapped to his wrist, like a Pre-war wristwatch.

The shelves had mostly collapsed inwards, splintered and vanished. Jeremy wasn’t completely shocked when his first look over failed to provide any supplies. This place had been around for two-hundred years before Jeremy. He had been optimistic to assume he’d find something there.

He was pulled from his moping over the scattered fragments of drawers behind the counter by several loud gunshots coming from the street outside.

Jeremy picked up his gun - a pretty powerful pistol that his friend had modified as a new year present - and crept over towards the door-frame. It’s door had long since been removed.

Quickly following the gunshots was shouting, angry and panicked. Two distinct voices, from what Jeremy could hear, and very panicked. Very vulgar, as well.

He peered out of it, eyes briefly squinting at the sudden light adjustment. Two figures came into view. One shorter than the other. The taller one was clutching a 10.mm pistol in one hand, eyes wide as he kept trying to keep a pace behind his companion who had both hands on his pistol and was firing wildly in front of him while angrily cursing at whatever was attacking them.

Jeremy was only slightly surprised as their pursuers came into view. Feral ghouls. Ugly things with misshapen limbs or no limbs at all, skin melted and festering from the radiation. Jeremy wrinkled his nose at the stench of rotting corpses, smelling somewhat like it was being cooked.

It almost smelt as bad as the super-mutants.

“Gavin! Gavin! stay behind me! Fuck!” One bullet managed to land in a swollen eye-socket. The ghoul it hit stumbled and collapsed with an ugly gurgling noise.

Then, Jeremy realized the attire of the strangers. Blue jumpsuits with 636 printed in bold yellow on the back.

Jeremy had never met actual vault-dwellers before. He only recognized them from the bobble-heads Matt used to collect along with the words of passing travellers and some people down in GoodNeighbor.

He hardly thought as he ran out, holding up his rifle and firing at the charging ghouls with only the intent to kill.  

The vault dwellers stumbled away, eyes wide as they watched this random stranger mow down the feral ghouls in seconds.

Jeremy took a breath, dropping the rifle down and staring at the irradiated bodies.

One of the vault-dwellers’ comments (“Holy shit!”) reminded him of their presence and Jeremy turned to face them.

“A thank you wouldn’t hurt.” He said, in some effort to remove the tension.

“Thanks?” The taller one said, holstering his pistol with only a little issue. The shorter one didn’t seem interested in putting down his pistol.

“Since you’re here, why don’t you tell me your names?”

“Why the hell should we do that?”

“I just saved your life.”

“I’m Gavin, this is Michael.” Jeremy noticed that the taller one’s accent made it sound more like ‘Mi-cool’ then ‘Michael.’

“Nice to meet you.” Jeremy started walking over, trying not to show his obvious concern with the 10.mm pistol aimed at him. He held out his gloved hand in the offer of a handshake. “I’m Jeremy.” He did his best not to stare at the big devices strapped to the two’s forearms.

After a brief moment of hesitance, Michael held his hand out and took it into a handshake.

“So… You guys are vault-dwellers, huh?”

“Yeah. Why?” Michael rose an eyebrow.

“I haven’t seen any vault-dwellers before. I honestly didn’t know Boston had any still occupied.”

“Well, do you know of the nearest city or anything? One that isn’t infested with those things?” Gavin asked, gesturing to the dead ghouls.

“Yeah. There’s a couple settlements. But, I don’t think you should walk in dressed like that.” Jeremy gestured to the jumpsuits.

“Why?”

“Not everyone likes vault-dwellers around here.” For some reason, that kept the two from asking anymore questions. “Why don’t you come back to my place? I’m sure I can scrounge up something that’ll make you look more like you belong.”

The two looked at each other. Jeremy watched, slightly awkward. It was like they were having a weird telepathic conversation before Gavin looked over to Jeremy again.

“Sure!”

“Well, let’s go. It’s not too far, but the gunshots probably alerted some others that we’re here.”  

“There’s others?” “Of course there are, dumbass.” Michael commented, earning a somewhat wounded look from Gavin that quickly vanished.

Jeremy smiled as he turned and started to lead the two towards his home. For one of the first times since Matt left, Jeremy didn’t feel alone.