#jesse x andrew

[labyrinthofpassion]

I don't always post my vids to Tumblr but I figured if any video could potentially reach a Tumblr audience, it's this one. Enjoy this truly wild internet history rabbithole-- this one's for you, early 2010s Social Network fandom

[sincericida]

Andrew Garfield and Jesse Eisenberg meet up on Friday (May 6, 2011) in the Soho neighborhood of New York City.

[creepycrawliesanonymous]

To All The Boys I've Written About Before - Beige Flags

In my never-ending quest to make things that appeal only to me, here's a little exercise for all the boys in my arsenal.

Angel Torres will always help you out around the house, no question about that, but boy will he act like he's a hero for simply loading the dishwasher. I'm talking wiping his brow every time you walk into the kitchen, grunting when he puts a plate on the drying rack. You offer to help but he flat out refuses, and will probably say some shit like "My hands look like this [soapy] so yours can look like that [slightly dirty from repotting your plants]."

Jesse Pinkman will call you "dude" until the end of time. It doesn't matter what stage of your relationship you are currently in, you will always and forever be "dude" to him. "Yo dude, do you want to grab Wendy's on the way home?""Dude, you look pretty today." You could be at the alter and it would be a "Dude, I do." He also 100% buys in to the "glasses make you smarter" myth.

Lemon bought himself a label-maker, and that man LOVES makin' labels. All the drawers in your flat are labeled, so are the spices (even if they already have labels), he labels which food belongs to who, all the wires/cables have a label for what kind of wire/cable they are and what they're for. You told him that you could probably remember which clear jar holds the salt and which holds the ginger-snaps, so he made the label "fuck off" and stuck it to your forehead.

Tangerine refuses to call menu items by their proper names, especially if they're stupid. A matcha latte is "green foamy shit, you know." If the dish is named after someone, this chicken shop you frequent has an Ike's Famous Wings Bowl, he will call it "that bloke's chicken thing, the one with all the spices and shit on it." The worst was when he wanted to order the Foxx on the Roxx Boxx from TGI Fridays (yes that's the spelling, I looked it up), he straight up would not say its name, he just kept pointing at the menu and saying "fucking- this one."

Harvey SDV, sweet man that he is, will always sign off his text messages. It doesn't matter how long or short the message is. There's the standard "darling, I'm running a little bit late, would you like me to pick up something for dinner? Dr H" but there's also the "okay honey (: Dr H" or the "[insert picture of flower] Dr H". You've tried to explain to him that you know that it's him, that he doesn't need to sign off every time he messages you, but it's no use.

Andrew Neiman loves to collect random bits of niche trivia, but will straight up forget incredibly basic things. You two were out at a live music venue, sipping on your tasty little beverages, and he'll just bust out something about the similarities between jazz and Indian music, and while he's expanding on the influence of Ravi Shankar on Coltrane, he'll flip through the menu in front of him and ask you what margarine is.

Carmen Berzatto, common knowledge at this point, always keeps a book on him, which on its own is a very good thing. It keeps him from getting bored, you think it makes him look smart, it's a win by all accounts. But, save for when he's at work, he will whip that book out whenever there's any sort of lull in a conversation or if he's not physically doing something. You were talking to him about weekend plans, and he'll be listening intently because he's a good boyfriend who cares about your thoughts, but as soon as you go quiet to turn around to grab something he's flipping open his copy of The Reivers to quickly read a sentence.

Randal Graves loves to fake propose at restaurants for free shit. He makes a big thing out of it, will pull you aside before you enter Olive Garden and show you the tiny plastic ring he's used about three times already and whisper about the ruse he's about to pull, and all you can do is nod along with him. He's gotten more elaborate each time, from the basic garden-variety proposal, to putting it in your water, to asking to have it put in your Chipotle burrito (you had nearly swallowed it that time), managing to score a few free desserts and, at one point, a bottle of cheapo champagne that he got so incredibly slurshed on at home.

Warren Rojas has this game he likes to play whenever you two go to bars or nightclubs where he will pretend like you two don't know each other just so he can hit on you in the most cheesy ways known to man. Asking to buy you a drink, dumb pick-up lines, saying shit like "My name is Warren, but you can call me anytime." It's so incredibly dumb and he gets the biggest kick out of it. One time when you and Eddie were having a conversation at a party he totally pulled out the "Is this guy bothering you, babe?" He thinks he's so funny.

Jimmy Bartlett, whenever you two are cuddling, will set a timer so he knows when to switch from big spoon to little spoon. He'll bring up the egg timer from the kitchen and set it to 20 minutes before he joins you on his bed. You'll be half asleep after a long shift from work with his head buried in the back of your neck, and the next thing you know he's shuffling around while tiny beeps are sounding and he's somehow got your arms around him before you even realize what's happening, before drifting off again. He says it's only fair.

Miguel O'Hara is like a big dog with the temperament of a house cat; thinks he takes up less space than he does and always at least slightly grumpy. He'll get confused when he goes to put on a sweater that was originally yours (the communal wardrobe holds no prisoners) and finds it tight around his biceps. He knocks his forehead on low doorways constantly, you've taken to shouting 'duck' whenever you see him about to go through one. Watching movies on the couch with him, during a rare moment of peace, can be an ordeal because he always wants to lie down on top of you and you don't have the heart to tell him that he's crushing your lungs.

[hannigramislife]

How do I explain to people who haven't watched the social network (2010, dir. David Fincher) that the most telling word that speaks volumes of hurt and nostalgia and affection and remorse and stubbornness and love—

Is oops.

[kratosfilms]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

the social network (2010) headers

[sijssjsbssjsnsnnskbskwns]

Dane dehaan characters X reader ideas for me and you to write. 😊

CARL E (THE STRANGER) Carl E X psychopath! Reader

Storyline: Carl decides to do his experiment on you only to realize he was messing with a psychopath.

Carl E X murderer! Reader

Storyline: Carl sees you killing somebody and he decides to approach you.

Carl E X vampire! Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

Storyline: you are Carl E’s girlfriend and you accidentally showed him your secret when you got couldn’t hold your hunger for blood because you haven’t fed in so long and you were mad at Clare, it happened when Clare caused his car to crash (S1 E13 basically)

Carl E X Singer! Reader

Storyline: Carl E goes to your concert and decides to stalk you instead of Clare.

Carl E X insane! Reader

storyline: Carl E goes to see his girlfriend at prison to talk to her.

Carl E X enchantress!Reader

storyline: he opens the jar you were trapped in and you possessed him.

Carl E X twin!Reader

storyline: when Carl E was doing his experiment on Clare he runs into his long lost twin.

Carl E X werewolf!Reader

storyline: Carl E always wondered why you told him to stay out of your room at night he figured it out when he went into your room at night for the first time and sees you as a werewolf.

Carl E X Raven!Reader (inspired by Rachel Roth)

storyline: you show him your powers to Carl e when he thinks your joking about it.

Carl E X yandere!Reader

Storyline: you kill anyone who got close to Carl, Carl e catches on and figures out your a yandere and he loves it.

CAL TRADD (THE FRONT)

• Cal Tradd X Reader

• Cal Tradd X male!Reader

• Cal Tradd X insane!Reader

• Cal Tradd X Telekinesis!Reader

• Cal Tradd X mute!Reader

• Cal Tradd X murderer!Reader

• Cal Tradd X Transgender!Reader

• Cal Tradd X girlfriend!Reader

• Cal Tradd X vampire!Reader ( inspired by abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Cal Tradd X ghost!Reader

• Cal Tradd X depressed!Reader

• Cal Tradd X enchantress!Reader

• Cal Tradd X killer!Reader

• Cal Tradd X yandere werewolf!Reader

ZACH ORFMAN (LIFE AFTER BETH)

• Zach orfman X zombie!Reader

• Zach orfman X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

• Zach orfman X enchantress!Readee

• Zach orfman X male!Reader

• Zach orfman X female!Reader

• Zach orfman X lesbian!Reader

• Zach orfman X Transgender!Reader

• Zach orfman X Depressed!Reader

• Zach orfman X werewolf!Reader

• Zach orfman X Dimitrescu!Reader

• Zach orfman X maleficent!Reader

• Zach orfman X male!Reader

• Zach orfman X Russian!Reader

• Zach orfman X yandere!Reader

• Zach orfman X aqua witch ( Scarlet witch but lite blue, not red )

ANDREW DETMER (CHRONICLE)

• Andrew Detmer X Catwomen!Reader ( inspired by 2004 Catwomen )

• Andrew Detmer X sunset witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but orange and pink not Red )

• Andrew Detmer X cryokinesis!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X electrokinesis!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X pyrokinesis!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X succubus!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail by Abigail 2024 )

• Andrew Detmer X enchantress!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X chlorokinesis!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X maleficent!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X Raven!Reader ( inspired by 2018 titans Raven )

• Andrew Detmer X Russian!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X Multi witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but Rainbow colors not red )

• Andrew Detmer X werewolf!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X goth!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X yandere!Reader

• Andrew Detmer X opaque witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but teal/turquoise )

• Andrew Detmer X cosmic witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but galaxy color not red )

• Andrew Detmer X Lunar witch!Reader ( Scarlet witch but colorful moonlight colors, not red )

• Andrew Detmer X frost witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but white color not red )

VALERIAN (VALERIAN AND THE CITY OF A THOUSAND PLANETS)

• Valerian X glamopod!Reader

• Valerian X Vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Valerian X zombie!Reader

• Valerian X pearl!Reader

• Valerian X male!Reader

• Valerian X werewolf!Reader

• Valerian X maleficent!Reader

• Valerian X mermaid!Reader

• Valerian X twin!Reader

•Valerian X transgender!Reader

• Valerian X telekinesis!Reader

• Valerian X sapphire witch!Reader (scarlet witch but blue not red)

• Valerian X half snake!Reader

• Valerian X Succubus!Reader

• Valerian X enchantress!Reader

• Valerian X flirty!Reader

• Valerian X tall!Reader

• Valerian X goth mother!Reader

• Valerian X yandere!Reader

LUCIEN CARR (KILL YOUR DARLINGS)

• Lucian Carr X emotionless!Reader

• Lucian Carr X mute!Reader

• Lucien Carr X goth vampire!Reader

• Lucien Carr X twin!Reader

• Lucien Carr X sister!Reader

• Lucien Carr X mermaid!Reader

• Lucien Carr X siren!Reader

• Lucien Carr X enchantress!Reader

• Lucien Carr X heartless!Reader

• Lucien Carr X Famous!Reader

• Lucien Carr X male!Reader

•Lucien Carr X Famous poet!Reader

• Lucien Carr X singer!Reader

• Lucien Carr X black!Reader

• Lucien Carr X yandere!Reader

• Lucien Carr X Rose witch!Reader ( Scarlet witch but pink not red )

• Lucien Carr X Cruella!Reader ( inspired by 2021 Cruella )

• Lucien Carr X Vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

HARRY OSBORN (THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN 2)

• Harry Osborn X catwomen!Reader ( inspired by 2004 catwomen )

• Harry Osborn X enchantress!Reader

• Harry Osborn X spiderwomen!Reader

• Harry Osborn X Raven!Reader ( Inspired by 2018 Titans Raven )

• Harry Osborn X Darkness witch ( scarlet witch but black, not Red )

• Harry Osborn X yandere zombie!Reader

• Harry Osborn X singer!Reader

• Harry Osborn X scarlet witch!Reader

• Harry Osborn X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Harry Osborn X female green goblin!Reader (instead of Harry getting injected with l the poison into his arm it was you)

• Harry Osborn X werewolf!Reader

• Harry Osborn X mute!Reader

• Harry Osborn X rosurquoise witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but pink and teal not red )

• Harry Osborn X male!Reader

• Harry Osborn X emotionless!Reader

• Harry Osborn X Amethyst witch!Reader (Scarlet witch but purple not red)

• Harry Osborn X golden witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but golden not red )

• Harry Osborn X opaqueemerald witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but teal and purple not red )

CHRIS LYNWOOD (ZERO ZERO ZERO)

• Chris Lynwood X punk vampire!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X lesbian!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X twin!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X sister!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X black!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X siren!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X male!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X ghost!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X badass!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X mermaid!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X werewolf!Reader

• Chris Lynwood X zombie!Reader

LOCKHART (A CURE FOR WELLNESS)

• Lockhart X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Lockhart X immortal!Reader

• Lockhart X insane!Reader

• Lockhart X male!Reader

• Lockhart X shapeshifter!Reader

• Lockhart X psychopath!Reader

• Lockhart X emotionless!Reader

• Lockhart X heartless!Reader

• Lockhart X ghost!Reader

• Lockhart X succubus!Reader

• Lockhart X werewolf!Reader

• Lockhart X Wednesday!Reader

• Lockhart X Zombie!Reader

CHRIS MORGAN (DEVIL’S KNOT)

• Chris Morgan X succubus!Reader

• Chris Morgan X demon!Reader

• Chris Morgan X goth!Reader

• Chris Morgan X female!Reader

• Chris Morgan X male!Reader

• Chris Morgan X twin!Reader

• Chris Morgan X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Chris Morgan X brother!Reader

• Chris Morgan X sister!Reader

• Chris Morgan X depressed!Reader

JESSE D’AMATO (IN TREATMENT)

•Jesse D’Amato X emotionless!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X bisexual!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X male!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X depressed!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X Lesbain!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X transgender!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X unhinged!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X twin!Reader

•Jesse D’Amato X sick!Reader

•Jessie D’Amato X singer!Reader

TRIP (MATALLiCA: THROUGH THE NEVER)

•Trip X metalhead vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

•Trip X Metalhead zombie!Reader

•Trip X male!Reader

•Trip X twin!Reader

•Trip X mute!Reader

•Trip X emotionless!Reader

•Trip X lesbain!Reader

•Trip X flirty!Reader

•Trip X singer!Reader

•Trip X stripper!Reader

•Trip X feral werewolf!Reader

•Trip X solar witch!Reader (Scarlet witch but yellow not red)

•Trip X tealmethyst witch!Reader ( scarlet witch but teal and purple not red )

• Trip X Raven!Reader ( inspired by titans 2018 Raven )

• Trip X Daki!Reader

BILLY THE KID (THE KID)

• Billy the kid X zombie!Reader

• Billy the kid X feral vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Billy the kid X transgender!Reader

• Billy the kid X brother!Reader

• Billy the kid X twin!Reader

• Billy the kid X sister!Reader

• Billy the kid X flirty!Reader

• Billy the kid X bisexual!Reader

• Billy the kid X mother!Reader

• Billy the kid X insane!Reader

• Billy the kid X feral werewolf!Reader

• Billy the kid X maleficent!Reader

• Billy the kid X witch!Reader

• Billy the kid X demon!Reader

• Billy the kid X Amber witch!Reader ( Scarlet witch but orange not red)

TIMBO (TRUE BLOOD)

• Timbo X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Timbo X transgender!Reader

• Timbo X twin!Reader

• Timbo X female!Reader

• Timbo X male!Reader

• Timbo X succubus!Reader

• Timbo X goth!Reader

• Timbo X sister!Reader

• Timbo X siren!Reader

• Timbo X mermaid!Reader

• Timbo X werewolf!Reader

CRICKET PETE (LAWLESS)

• cricket pete X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• cricket pete X female!Reader

• cricket pete X male!Reader

• cricket pete X mermaid!Reader

• cricket pete X twin!Reader

• cricket pete sister!Reader

• cricket Pete X brother!Reader

• cricket pete X siren!Reader

• cricket pete X Transgender!Reader

• cricket pete X werewolf!Reader

• cricket pete X maleficent!Reader

JASON GLANTON ( THE PLACE BEYOND THE PINES)

• Jason Glanton X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Jason Glanton X zombie!Reader

• Jason Glanton X transgender!Reader

• Jason Glanton X twin!Reader

• Jason Glanton X sister!Reader

• Jason Glanton X brother!Reader

• Jason Glanton X mute!Reader

• Jason Glanton X emotionless!Reader

• Jason Glanton X goth!Reader

• Jason Glanton X heartless serial killer!Reader

• Jason Glanton X werewolf!Reader

• Jason Glanton X Emerald witch!Reader (scarlet witch but green not red)

• Jason Glanton X Daki!Reader

CLAYTON PETERSON (THE STAIRCASE)

• Clayton Peterson X transgender

• Clayton Peterson X mute!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X twin!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X male!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X bisexual!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X child!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X emotionless!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X gothic!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X lesbian!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X blind!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X sister!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X brother!Reader

• Clayton Peterson X little sister!Reader

JAN VAN LOOS (TULIP FEVER)

• Jan van Loos X artist!Reader

• Jan van Loos X transgender!Reader

• Jan van Loos X twin!Reader

• Jan van Loos X goth!Reader

• Jan van Loos X famous artist!Reader

• Jan van Loos X sister!Reader

• Jan van Loos X teenage!Reader

• Jan van Loos X brother!Reader

• Jan van Loos X vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

• Jan van Loos X Telekinesis!Reader

• Jan van Loos X Famous writer!Reader

• Jan van loos x mute!Reader

JAMES DEAN (LIFE)

James Dean X werewolf!Reader

James Dean X twin!Reader

James Dean X mute!Reader

James Dean X Emotionless!Reader

James Dean X Telekinesis!Reader

James Dean X Vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

James Dean X blind!Reader

James Dean X ill!Reader

James Dean X mean!Reader

James Dean X depressed!Reader

James Dean X sister!Reader

James Dean X brother!Reader

James Dean X gothic!Reader

James Dean X Pyrokinesis!Reader

KENNETH NICHOLS (OPPENHEIMER)

Kenneth Nichols X blind!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X werewolf!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X witch!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X emeotionless!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X gothic!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X Depressed!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X ill!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X male!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X twin!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X badass!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X Mean!Reader

Kenneth Nichols x mute!Reader

Kenneth Nichols X Vampire!Reader ( inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024 )

Kenneth Nichols X transgender!Reader

(A/N: you can use these ideas if you want to and also go see more of my other posts you’ll love them there inspiring, interesting and can help you if you need ideas or inspiration for y/n and X Readers)

[amorchai]

𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 <𝟑𝟑

[d-targaryenshoe]

Favorites greys hot boys/crushes?

Jackson Avery

Andrew DeLuca

Owen Hunt (underrated)

[carli-meows]

i love it when people ship their blorbos unconventionally and weirdly

like yeah those two characters would never date, but lets use our fuckin fresh ass imagination and have some weird love stories in this bitch

shit that would make most die because of that slop eating pen confined cop that freeloads in your head (nothing wrong with pigs though, they're just teerrrriiffiiccc)

[the-amazing-simp]

What should I write next?

What should I write next? TASM Peter blurb (long overdue from my celebration), a Jess Mariano fic or a Leo Valdez one?

[sincericida]

Still thinking about Andrew Garfield literally falling in love with Jesse Eisenberg.

[creepycrawliesanonymous]

Accidentally deleted a fic I have been working on for two months, so if anyone wants to help me stave off a mental breakdown tonight feel free to send in blurb prompts and maybe I'll get to them

[hannigramislife]

Markwardo fix-it because I love them. Mark reached out and apologized and Eduardo came back and Mark could not contain himself.

(Reference drawing from CT_Syndrome)

[abushelandablog]

Utterly entranced by whatever this dynamic continues to be

[vroomvroommuppett]

Prompt week: “That’s your son/daughter!” and “she /he is never going to be aloud to date!” with Andy x Jessie x Yn

first of all i hate you for tagging me in that joe keery gif set bc he’s just *incoherent noises*

but i love you for this

anywho

join my prompt week!!

toddler prompt #1: “that’s your son/daughter!”

toddler prompt #9: “she/he is never going to be aloud to date!”

your daughter was 3. a normal girl, except she has two dads and a mom, but she doesn’t care. she has her dads wrapped around her finger. she wants ice cream before bed and you said no? they’ll sneak her some. but when it comes to boys in her class, that’s a whole other story.

that’s how you got into this situation

you had come home from grocery shopping and you see your daughter eating food at the island. andrew and jesse picked her up from pre-school. “where are your dads?” “couch woom”. you quickly put the groceries away and go to the living room and hear two very distinct voices. you walk in and they turn their heads.

“what’s going on?” they both started talking at the same time. you pinched the bridge of your nose. man children. you married man children. “one at a time please?”

andrew spoke up. “well in the car ride today, becca said she has a boyfriend” you laugh and said “that’s your daughter”. they pout. “it’s a phase. but in the meantime, you two can debate on whatever you were before i walked in regarding becca, i’m going to talk to our daughter about her ‘boyfriend’”.

when you were walking out, you could hear jesse say, “she’s never going to be aloud to date!”. you flipped them off

[justagalwhowrites]

Stitches: Part of For You - A Collection of Requests Benefitting Palestine

Joel comes into the clinic after getting hurt on the job. A non-canon one shot set in the Lavender universe.

^Gif not representative of reader's appearance, just here for the vibes.

Event Terms: Commissioners could choose to donate between $15 and $50 via Ko-Fi for one fic of 1-2k words to be written by April 1, 2024. Payment due after completion of the fic. Donation with a match by the author to be paid to PCRF on April 2, 2024 in honor of Pedro Pascal's birthday ❤️ Commissioners had the option to choose to keep a fic private and all fics may not be shared here.

Pairing: Joel Miller x Female Reader from Lavender, QZ era

Warnings: Brief description of injury. Angst. Smut (P in V sex). No use of Y/N, Minors DNI 18+ only.

Length: 4k

A/N: Sooooo this one got a little away from me (shocking, I know.) I can't promise all of this collection will be this long but apparently I really missed Joel and Doc. Written for @suzmagine after she requested QZ era Joel and Doc with angst and smut :)

For You Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Sunday, September 20, 2015 

“I’ve got one more for you,” Marta hovered outside the patient room, a file folder in her hands. 

You groaned. 

“Another one?” You asked. “Shouldn’t we be done for the day by now? Shouldn’t we have been done for the day an hour ago?” 

“I’m not any happier about this than you are,” she replied. “I’m the one who’s been pulling double duty all day because Andrew’s out…” 

“And I’m the one who’s had twice the patient load because the entire QZ has the flu,” you sighed before you pinched the bridge of your nose. This wasn’t helping either of you. “Alright, just… Please tell me this is the last one.” 

“Last one,” she said. “Doors are locked.” 

“Speakeasy after this?” You asked, opening the folder. 

“I would but Brian and I are going to a friend’s place tonight,” she smiled, almost sheepishly. “Sorry.” 

“It’s alright,” you sighed. “I just need to get a life….” You glanced down at the intake notes. Just stitches and antibiotics, on order from FEDRA. “This looks basic, why don’t you head on out. I can finish up here.” 

“Really?” She asked. You just nodded and she squealed a little. “Thank you so much!” 

You tried to not be jealous of the fact that she had a life to go home to. In all reality, you shouldn’t be upset about staying late at work. It’s not like you had anything else going on. Once Tommy left the QZ and Andrew and Jess started spending more time just the two of them while she was down for the count because of her pregnancy, you pretty much spent your time not at work at home, doing a lot of nothing. 

“I need a hobby,” you muttered to yourself before making your way down to the exam room where your last patient was waiting for you. 

You knocked once on the door and gave the patient a moment to answer before you opened it, reviewing the intake notes as you did.  

“Hi there,” you said, looking up from the file. “I’m….” 

Your voice trailed off. Joel was sitting there, perched on the end of the exam table, his eyes ranging over you. 

“Don’t think you need to introduce yourself, Kid,” he said, giving you a wry half smile. 

You looked back at the file. In the name field was just J.M. - FEDRA. You frowned and looked back at him. 

“FEDRA sent you in?” You set the file down on the counter before going to wash your hands. “Why, did you pick a fight with a guard?” 

“No,” he quirked his jaw. “Just some equipment on sewer duty.” 

“Lucky you,” you said, pulling your chair up beside the table. You sat down, closer to him than you’d been since you’d been almost blown up before Tommy left the QZ. “Well, I’m sure you’d rather see anybody else but I’m afraid there’s something going around and I’m the only doctor who’s here right now. Since you’re here on FEDRA orders, I can’t really let you leave and come back another time…” 

“S’fine,” he cut you off. “It’s not… I don’t mind. That it’s you, I mean.” 

“Oh,” you said, a little taken aback. You tried to hide it as you pulled on your gloves. “Well that’s… good. Why don’t take off your shirt, looks like the injury is on your stomach?” 

“Yeah,” he said, unbuttoning his top. “They put a bandage on me there but said I’d need stitches and shit to keep it from gettin’ infected.” 

“Yeah, I feel like dying from an infection that doesn’t turn people into monsters in this day and age is a bit of a raw deal.” 

Joel snorted and shrugged out of the shirt. You saw a bandage, stained with blood, near his belly button. You winced a little, even though you’d seen so much of Joel’s blood at this point you thought you should be used to it. But it never got any easier, knowing he was putting himself at risk, knowing he was in pain. 

Blood was a good distraction, though, when you thought about it. Joel without his shirt had always been a weak spot for you. Blood was one way to keep you from focusing on things you shouldn’t. Like the fact that his chest was broad and firm and you knew just what it would be to rest your head against him there and listen to the steady thrum of his heart as you fell asleep. 

“I’m going to remove the bandage, OK?” You said, looking up at him through your eyelashes. You watched the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. He just gave you a single nod and you pulled down the bundle of gauze and tape to expose a jagged cut that dipped into the muscle of his abdomen. You hissed a little in sympathetic pain. “What’d you do, Joel?” 

“Had to jump to dodge an out of control truck,” he said. “Ended up landin’ on something sharp. Hurt like a bitch but… had worse.” 

“Had worse is a damn low bar for you,” you said, gingerly examining the wound. “Good news is, this is even cleaner than I expected. Actually, you’re cleaner than I expected, you don’t smell like you were on sewer duty.” 

“Yeah, well, figured patchin’ me up wouldn’t do much if I was covered in shit,” he said, voice beaten down by the misery that was QZ life. It was a tone you knew well. “Showered before I came.” 

You nodded slowly. 

“I’ll numb you up and get this all closed,” you said, sitting back from him. “Go ahead and lie back for me while I get set up.” 

You gathered what you needed and came back to find Joel flat on the table, his hands folded over the base of his chest. The cracked face of the watch glinted in the florescent light and you tried not to think about how his arms looked bare. You hadn’t seen his arms bare in so long. 

You cleared your throat and pulled the chair back up alongside him and changed gloves. 

“Small poke,” you said as you injected the local anesthetic. He grunted but stayed still. You gave it a few minutes to kick in before you gently prodded the wound. “Feel that?” 

“No,” he said. 

You nodded and set to work, flushing out the wound and aligning his damaged skin to stitch it closed. 

“So,” you said after the silence was heavy in the room. “How’ve you been since Tommy left?” 

His body tensed a little. 

“Fine,” he said gruffly. “Just a bit quiet around the apartment.” 

You nodded slowly, focusing on your stitching. 

“I hope you’re not just sitting in there all alone,” you said, half teasing half serious. “Even you need social contact now and then.” 

“M’fine.” 

There was something in his tone that made you feel like he was not, in fact, fine. As much as you tried to forget, you carried so much of the intimacies of Joel Miller within you. How he looked when his face was relaxed in sleep, how he felt when he held you like you were the only thing he had left in the world, how he sounded when he was in pain. He sounded that way now. 

“Are you?” You asked, lifting your eyes from his stomach to look up his body to his face. His head was raised just enough to look back at you. 

“Not your damn business what I am or what I’m not,” he snapped, lowering his head back to the exam table. “Leave it.”

“I’m just…” you paused as you finished the last stitch. “I worry about you sometimes is all. I know you don’t have a lot of people, Joel, and…” 

“I’m not your fuckin’ problem,” he bit out, sitting up so fast that you shocked back from him. “I don’t need you pokin’ around my life and fuckin’ it up anymore than you already have so just leave it, alright!” 

“Alright,” you said quietly, tears pinching at the back of your throat. 

“You done sewin’ me shut?” He snapped. You nodded, still trying to resist the urge to cry. “Good.” 

He snatched his shirt up and stalked out of the room, not even stopping to put it on. 

You took a deep, shaky breath, staring at the place where Joel had just been. You tried not to think about how, for just a few minutes, there had been a quiet intimacy there like there had been with him before. How he felt comfortable and safe beside you, where you could run your fingers over his skin and see where his hair was starting to gray. 

You gave yourself a few minutes to calm down before you started cleaning up, trying to focus on getting home so you could curl up in a ball in your bed where you were warm and safe, even if you were alone. You were starting to clear the tray of tools when you realized the syringe of penicillin was still there, shiny and full. 

You’d never given him the antibiotics. 

“Shit,” you muttered, voice wet. 

You set it aside and finished cleaning up before grabbing a bottle of pain killers and an oral course of antibiotics and setting out to Joel’s place. 

He answered quickly, all but ripping the door open and looking surprised to find you there when he did. 

“What do you want,” he snapped. 

“You still need antibiotics,” you said quietly, fighting to not flinch back from him. You held up the small bag with the syringe, bandages and pills inside. “You left before I could give them to you.” 

He quirked his jaw but stepped aside, opening the door wide enough for you to come in. You set the bag down on the table and started taking off your coat. 

“Didn’t say you could fuckin’ stay,” Joel said, voice still sharp. 

“I figured you’d want me having full range of motion with my arms when I’m sticking you with a needle,” you said harshly before closing your eyes for a moment, forcing yourself to calm down. “I need to get at the wound again so… shirt off.” 

He ground his teeth but obeyed, pulling the shirt off. You sat down at the table and got the syringe ready and he stood beside you there and you had the strangest urge to kiss his stomach. You pressed your lips together instead. 

“If you didn’t run off this would probably hurt less,” you said. “But the anesthetic might be wearing off already so… small pinch.” 

You pressed the syringe into his skin and pushed down on the plunger. He flinched once and that was it. 

“Just going to bandage you up,” you said, not waiting for a response. 

“Why’d you come here,” Joel asked as you taped the bandage over his damaged skin. You looked up at him, frowning. His eyes were on yours, deep and warm and chocolate brown. 

“You needed…” 

“Don’t give me that,” he cut you off. “You could have fuckin’ left it, told you enough times that I don’t want shit to do with you now so why are you really here? Not like FEDRA was gonna come and check and make sure I was on their ordered drugs so what is it?” 

“Do you really think I’d just let something happen to you?” You asked quietly. “You might not care if I live or die anymore but I care about you. I’m always going to care about you.” 

You didn’t wait for.a response. You looked back to his stomach and finished taping the bandage in place before taking the pills out and setting them on table before getting up and pulling your jacket back on.

“Instructions are on the bottles,” you said. “Take all the antibiotics, every last one, I don’t care if you’re feeling well and your cut is magically healed, still take them. Change out the bandages every 24 hours for the first few days, come by the clinic if there’s a lot of blood or discomfort. Pain medication as needed. I’m sure you’ll just sell whatever’s left…” 

You grabbed the now empty bag off the table and turned to go to the door but Joel’s hand closed around your wrist, pulling you back around. You frowned, looking at where he was touching you before looking back to him. 

“Joel…” 

“You really think I don’t care about you?” He asked, voice heated. “You really think I don’t give a shit? Hm?” 

You shrank back from him as much as you could while he held you in place, his grip on you tight. 

“Joel…” you said again but he cut you off. 

“You think I don’t care if you live or die?” It took you a moment to realize that he didn’t sound angry. He sounded… hurt? Offended? Both? “Jesus…” 

“You’re hurting me, Joel.” 

He scowled but dropped your wrist. 

“After everything I’ve done,” he snapped. “After everything we’ve been through, you think I don’t fuckin’ care?” 

“Why would I think you care?” You tried to sound mad but you just sounded hurt, your voice quivering. “All you’ve done for years now is tell me how I hurt you, how you wish you’d never met me, how you don’t want to see me again! Even when you’ve done something that you say is for me or because of me you act like your obligated to me in some way but you’re not and I wish you’d just leave me alone! I can’t keep doing this with you, I’m so tired of being your burden, Joel!” 

You tried to turn to go but his hands were on you again but on your shoulders this time, his fingers digging into your flesh there. His eyes searched yours for half a moment before he pulled you sharply to him, his hands flying from your shoulders to your face to tilt your head to just the right angle, gripping you tight and desperate, before his lips crashed into your own. 

It took you a second to fully understand what was happening but your body responded before your mind. It might have been years since you last kissed Joel but your lips knew his. They conformed to his like the familiar ground they were, giving to the hot press of him as he licked into your mouth. 

You moaned and wrapped your arms around his waist, forgetting, for a moment, that he was injured. He hissed in pain and you tried to pull back but his grip on you grew tighter, fingertips pressing into your skull. Your body curved against his and you were suddenly acutely aware that he was shirtless, that you could feel his skin on yours if you could just take your own shirt off, too. 

His hold on you eventually loosened and he pulled back from you, the brown of his iris almost entirely swallowed by his pupil now as he panted for breath. His thumbs traced the arch of your cheekbones. 

“I care,” he said, voice hungry and low. “I care more about you than about any other person left on this godforsaken planet…” 

“Joel…” you were breathless, heat and tension pooling at your core. 

“And I’m tired of tryin’ to stay away from you.” 

He pulled you back against him, gently that time. His lips were soft on yours, his tongue tracing the seam of you until you opened for him. You could properly taste him now, the mint of his toothpaste and the bitter tang of liquor and the familiar flavor of his skin. You drank it up, needing it like water. His hands left your face, sliding down your body to your waist. He pulled at your shirt, separating from you just enough to pull it up and over your head, taking a moment to look down at your body, an expression of almost reverence on his face as he panted for breath. 

Joel tugged you toward him again, his mouth quickly finding yours, as he unhooked your bra. He slid that off your body, too, and cradled you to him. 

You moaned into his mouth, you couldn’t help it, as your arms went around his neck. His skin was everywhere, so soft and so warm and just like you remembered. He felt so good against you, like home, and the ache of missing him flared to life inside your chest, sharp and cruel. 

Part of you knew you should put a stop to this now, before it went any further. He was only going to push you away again, just like he had after Boston. It was only going to hollow you out and leave you feeling more desperately alone than ever. 

But you couldn’t resist him. You’d missed him too much over the years, he was too much a part of you to ever dream of pushing him away. You needed this. You needed him. 

You let him guide you toward the couch, his fingers prying at the button of your jeans before pushing those and your underwear down your body, too. You stepped out of them and your shoes together before Joel gently lowered you, completely bared to him, to the rough, aging fabric of the couch. You watched as he stood over you, your eyes wide, as he opened his own pants, freeing his cock and swiping his thumb over his leaking tip before stroking himself in long, slow strokes. 

“Tell me you want this,” his voice trembled. “We can stop right now…” 

“I need you,” you cut him off with a needy whisper. “Please.” 

He didn’t need any more prompting. He shoved his pants and underwear down before he nudged your legs apart and settled between them. He gripped the root of his thick, heavy cock and trailed his tip over your leaking slit, moaning as he did. 

“Missed this wet little pussy,” he notched his head at your entrance before thrusting halfway inside you with a short, sharp stroke. You gasped at the stretch of him, your back arching and fingers scrambling at the tattered upholstery. “Fuck, still so fuckin’ tight. Gotta be fuckin’ dripping for me or I’d never get inside you…” 

He pulled back just a little, his thumb finding your clit and pressing into you there, working you in a slow circle. He thrust back into you, a little further this time. 

“You get this soft and hot and wet for anyone else?” He asked, a possessive edge to his voice as his eyes ranged over your naked body. “Or you save that just for me?” 

“Just for you,” you didn’t care that you sounded desperate and pathetic. You just needed him inside of you, filling you totally. “It’s all for you, I’ve always been all for you.” 

“You all mine, Baby?” He asked, pulling back and thrusting deeper. “This little pussy all mine?” 

“Yes,” you rocked your hips up against him but he pressed down on you, holding you in place and making you whimper. “Fuck, please…” 

“How about the rest of you?” He asked, his hand leaving your clit as he lowered himself onto you. His skin was on yours, the plush swell of his stomach against you, his chest tight to your own. His hand came up to brush your hair back and cradle the crown of your head, his thumb tracing over you there. His eyes searched yours and, for the first time in years, you saw the Joel you’d fallen in love with so long ago. The quiet strength of him, the gentle care, the fierce love, the raw and aching whole of him there with nothing holding him back. “Want all of you, want that so much more than your perfect fuckin’ pussy…” 

“Joel…” 

“Say you’re mine,” he thrust deeper and you keened at the feel of him inside you, so close to having all of him within you where you’d known he belonged from the first time you’d taken him into yourself. “Tell me I’m not gonna lose you.” 

“You’re not going to lose me,” you breathed. “I promise, you can’t lose me.” 

He pulled back a little and you whimpered at the loss. 

“Say you’ll let me protect you,” he thrust in, almost to the root this time, and held himself there. Your channel tightened around him. 

“Joel,” you were having a hard time remembering how to say anything but his name, that single word the most vital one you’d ever known. “Please…” 

“Tell me,” he ground himself against you, his skin on your clit, his cock pressing into your most sensitive places. “Let me take care of you, protect you. Say it.” 

“You can protect me,” your hands found their way to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin there. “You can take care of me, I promise…” 

“Let me love you,” he pulled back again but it was his words and not how he was moving inside you that made you gasp. “Say it. Tell me I can love you, that it’s safe to love you.” 

You reached up and gently traced his hairline before threading your fingers through his curls, your eyes on his. 

“I haven’t been the one stopping you from loving me,” you whispered. 

“I never stopped,” he rocked himself part way into you again before pulling back. “Always loved you, always. But I need it to be safe, I can’t love you without it destroyin’ me if it’s not. Please, baby. Tell me. Tell me I can love you.” 

“You can love me, Joel,” you said softly. “It’s safe. I’m safe.” 

He kissed you, his mouth claiming yours and he pressed all the way inside you then, making your back arch and legs go tight around his hips. You moaned against his lips as he held himself deep within you for a moment before pulling back again. 

It might have been years but your body knew Joel’s. You knew just how to take him and he knew just how to make you come, his hips grinding down into you when he was fully seated inside of your tight channel, making his cock tease your most tender places while his hips worked your clit. He fucked you deep and hard and greedy, like he couldn’t get enough of you, like he wanted to lay claim to all of you. 

The tight band of pleasure inside of you wound tighter and tighter until it snapped when he was pressed deep, your walls fluttering over him. He moaned against your lips and fucked you through it, never slowing, never letting up, making it so your orgasm never really subsided. It just rolled into building the next one until he pulled his desperate and needy mouth from yours. 

“Not gonna last, Baby,” he ground himself deeper, as if to make his point. “Where -” 

“Inside me,” you panted. “I need to feel you, please don’t leave, please, inside me, please…” 

He kissed you again, fucking you a little harder and faster, driving the band of pleasure tighter and higher until you felt him press deep and pulse inside you, triggering your next orgasm. 

You came with him, your pussy rippling over him as he throbbed, emptying himself into you. 

His body went slack for a moment before he propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes returning to their normal color. They looked over your face for a moment before locking onto your own and you had a moment of fear that the walls would go up again. That the cold, disconnected Joel who had taken over since he’d come to the QZ would be back. But his eyes stayed soft and open and warm, his large palm still cradling the top of your head. 

“Tell me you meant all that,” you whispered even though you were afraid of what the answer was. 

“Oh, Baby.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to your forehead before trailing his nose over your own. “I meant every word. I promise.” 

You smiled, looking into Joel’s eyes and realizing that, even though you were still stuck inside the QZ, you were right where you belonged.