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I think I might delete this blog. I haven't used it in a while, nor do I believe that I will any time soon. I haven't had as much inspiration and I have grown a bit away from RoosterTeeth and Achievement Hunter. While I do still love writing and watching their content, I don't feel as comfortable writing about them any more.
whispers a new myan fic was just posted on ao3..... called clothes off, hard-on........... i wonder if it's any good..................... winks
Personally I thought it was a little short. I like longer smut stories where there's a bit of a plot leading up to it. Other than that, I thought it was alright.
If anyone would like to read the story, click here.
Hi! I was wondering if you could write a story with the AH members where they are playin dirty truth or dare with the reader and the reader eventually hooks up with one of them? If you don't want to you don't have to! ps I really love your blog <3
I'm sorry, but I don't feel comfortable writing reader stories. However, if someone would like to write this story and submit it to the blog, that would be perfectly fine!
Would you happen to have an updated list of depression/suicidal/self-harm/disorders fanfics?
I don't have any lists. For those, I would send this question towards FuckYeahRTFanFic. If you would like a specific one to be written, that is when I would send a message here
I know that I haven't written for this blog in a few months now and for that I apologize. Today I decided that I'm going to try posting one story a week. In order to do that, I'm going to need prompts of what I should write. Recently, I cleared the inbox of any and all requests. If you had sent one in that you'd still like to see send it in agin and I'll get to is as soon as possible. I'm sorry for haing been AFK for quite some time now. If you'd forgive me, I'd love to start writing for you guys again. Be sure to send in the prompts and I'll hae one out by next week Sunday!
I'm looking for the mavin fic where Gavin has an online blog and admits he's gay and Michaels following him and sees the post and doesn't know how to tell Gavin that he knows.
I don't know which story that would be. I'm going to send you FuckYeahRTFanfic, because they find stories for people, while I'm just here to write in my free time.
Do you only write prompts or do you also have other stories other people have written?
I (occassionally) write prompts that people send in, as well as write whatever I would enjoy reading that wasn't a suggetion. Sometimes, people submit stories that they've written and I post them on here as well.
is there going to be a continuation of the post 69055329085
My goal is to continue everything that isn't a one-shot. It will get a sequel or two in the future. I haven't been writing anything lately due to stress of school and work. But there should be a continuation of Muted Skype Calls, as well as any others that are unfinished, in the future. How soon, I'm not sure.
Author: Amber
Paring: Michael/Gavin
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,096
A/N: I wrote this as a "day in the life" kinda of style. There are some parts that seem to drag on and be a bit boring (at least to me). If it's the same to you, it'd be amazing if you'd send in some feedback on how I could change that in the future.
Being a parent is, without a doubt, the most difficult job that anyone could ever have. You had to take care of this child for the next eighteen years and there was no pay. In fact, you lost money due to it. And it you were crazy enough, you would have multiple kids. But it could also be the most rewarding gift of all.
Having just barely woken up, Michael heard the bedroom door creak open, followed by the pattering of little feet. Keeping his arm over his eyes, the bed began to move from the new weight shifting the mattress. As soon as he heard two small giggles, Michael jumped so he was sitting up, letting out a growl. Both of the children on the bed let out screams, jumping from the bed and down the stairs. A smile overtaking his face, Michael rolled out of bed and followed the boys.
By the time Michael had gotten to the bottom of the staircase, both sons were sitting at the dining table, inhaling their pancakes. Looking up, Ray, the younger of the two, smiled and began bouncing in his seat. “Dan, look! Daddy’s awake!” This made his brother, Dan, look up as well. The two jumped from their seats to run over and attach themselves to each of the parent’s legs. Chuckling at his sons, the father heard another laugh. He looked up to find his husband, Gavin, standing at the corner and laughing at the sight.
Walking over to his family, the taller of the two placed a small kiss on Michael’s cheek. “Good morning, Michael.” No matter how often he spoke, Gavin’s accent never failed to make Michael swoon. Responding with ‘Morning, Gav” and a kiss as well, Michael shooed his children back to finishing their breakfast. On a normal day, they would be off to school, but seeing as it was a Saturday, Michael and Gavin would have to play the full role of parent today. Looking over the kitchen counter, Michael let out a sigh as he saw the time was just barely past nine-o’-clock. Based on how hyper Ray and Dan were, he could tell he was in for a ride today.
“Daddy, come sit!” Dan cheered with a similar accent to Gavin’s. It made sense, though, seeing as the two brought him to America from England. Michael prayed that he would keep the accent as he grew older. It wasn’t as if he would stop loving his son if he didn’t, but Dan wouldn’t be Dan without his accent. Ray, on the other hand, was adopted in the states. In the beginning he had wondered why he and his brother talked different, always asking why he ‘didn’t speak funny’, but grew accustomed to the differences he and his brother had.
Sitting at the table with his food, Michael took in a few bites of food as he listened to the boys talking about their day. “I caught a snake on the playground yesterday!” Ray exclaimed, causing Gavin to make a noise of disgust from the seat next to Dan. “Ms. Dunkelman let me be line leader aallllll day yesterday!” Dan spoke with pride. The two continued to carry on one-sentence conversations as Michael and Gavin swallowed everything they could before their children would require them to leave, not being able to eat until one of them was hungry again.
As he swallowed his last bite, Gavin was summoned to the living room. “Gav, come build with us!” Dan spoke, tugging the end of his father’s shirt. He looked across the table to his husband, then down at the dishes. Michael just smiled and nodded, which caused a smile to form on the other’s face as well. Gavin let out a quick ‘thank you’ before he was dragged around the corner by their child.
The day started out as any normal weekend; Michael would clean up something as Gavin played with the boys. All three would get bored of that, and then Michael would clean that up as the trio began to destroy another thing. It was times like these where Michael was concerned that Gavin was more like a child than their actual sons were. That was the reason their names were ‘daddy’ and ‘Gav’; Gavin was seen as more of another brother than a father at times, leaving Michael to be the adult when need be.
By noon, Michael was already worn out and wanted to go sleep. But as he let out a yawn, Ray looked up from his giraffe drawing, adjusted his glasses, and asked “Daddy, can you and Gav take us to the zoo?” Dan cheered, agreeing with his brother’s idea. Letting out a small sigh, Michael looked at his partner, who shrugged. “Only if you promise to dress yourselves and brush your teeth.” The sons cheered, jumping onto the couch to give their dad a hug before running to their shared room to prepare for the day. Downstairs, Michael and Gavin quickly cleaned up the living room and packed for their new plans.
After packing the car with everything the family may need, from food to extra clothes, the family of four buckled up and began driving downtown. Car rides were when the boys were the best. They usually looked out the window, pointing to all the animals, people, and houses that they passed. Only a few times did they actually ask one of the adults for anything, usually food, which Gavin reached into the cooler and gave them each a snack and juice box.
At almost exactly 1:30, the family finally managed to find a parking spot and filed out of the car. The two boys stood side-by-side as they all walked to the zoo’s entrance, discussing which animals they were most excited to see, and which were most important to them. The adults walked a few steps behind, hand in hand, as they listened and chuckled at the conversation unraveling in front of them.
As soon as they were let into the park, Ray and Dan ran wild. Gavin took each of their hands into his own and bent down to their level when he finally got hold of them. “Boys, if you don’t calm down, we might have to get the zookeepers to put you in one of the cages.” This threat had both of the boys wide-eyed. After that, each held hands with one of their fathers for the rest of the day.
Whenever they got to one of the new animal pens, Ray and Dan would have their dads pick them up to look over the barrier. “Daddy, look at the bear! It’s so scary!” Dan pointed to the animal through the glass and held himself as close to Michael he possibly could. “Don’t let go. If you do, he might break the glass and eat me.” He buried his face in his dad’s shirt. His over exaggerations had Michael and Gavin in laughter, as well as a few people that were standing around. At every habitat that held a larger animal (bears, big cats, and anything that could be seen as frightening), Dan would cower behind Michael’s legs, terrified that it would find a way to come out and attack someone. Ray, on the other hand, kept asking if he could go inside and play with them. Even if someone tried to explain why that would be a terrible idea, he tried to tell them no. “Tigers are still cats, too. If I’m not scared of the cats next door, why should I be scared of this one that’s just a little bit bigger? I’m sure he just wants someone to play with.”
Later on in the day, as the family was walking away from the elephant exhibit (which Ray and Dan both decided was too smelly), the children spotted the playground. Though they seemed to be winding down just a few minutes ago, they now both seemed to be wide awake. “Gav, can we go play on the swings? Just for three minutes? Pleeeaassseeeee?” Ray begged, holding his hands together as he looked up at his father. It wasn’t a hard decision; Michael and Gavin were both exhausted and would give anything for just a minute to sit and relax. At their agreement, Dan and Ray decided to race to the playground. The parents sat on the bench, thanking anyone that would listen to their thoughts for the moment of relaxation.
“Michael, what are we going to do when they move out?” Gavin leaned his head on the other’s shoulder as he watched his boys run around, more than likely playing tag.
Michael wasn’t quite sure what made him think of this, but it did spark something in his mind. He never really thought about it. For some reason, he just pictures the boys staying young forever, never moving out. Though that meant permanent exhaustion, Michael would be more than happy to clean up for the rest of his life if it meant he got to see his boys every day. “You know they’re still stuck with us for at least twelve more years, right? You don’t need to worry about them leaving us any time soon.” Michael reassured, reaching his arm over Gavin’s shoulders and leaning in to kiss his hair. “But when they move out, we’ll make sure they live in apartments less than a mile from the house. We can even put video monitors in every corner so we can still watch them. It’ll almost be as if they’re still living at home.” Gavin let out a huff of a laugh, followed by a hum.
Letting the boys run around for a few more minutes, the parents called for their boys, telling them it was time to leave. After a minute of fighting and saying they didn’t want to leave, they finally gave in when promised ice cream after dinner. They had been there going on two hours and needed to eat and bath before bedtime.
On the highway, Ray spoke up from the back seat. “Daddy, why are you and Gav both boys? Most parents have a girl and a boy for parents.” Michael was a bit shocked by the sudden interest. For as long as they had been living with Michael and Gavin, neither of the boys ever questioned as to why their parents were different from others. They always knew they’d be questioned at some point, but now would have been a bit lower on the list.
“When you love someone, it doesn’t matter whether they’re a girl or a boy. You should love them for their personality. It’s just that most boys like girls and most girls like boys. Gav and I just happen to be different.” Michael glanced over at Gavin, making sure he was okay with his response.
“But that doesn’t mean that you have to like boys, too, alright? If you like girls, daddy and I will still love you. If you like boys, daddy and I will still love you. But don’t go to school on Monday to try and find the person you’re going to spend the rest of your lives with, alright? You’re still too young for that.” Gavin added. The boys just let out small ‘ah’s and ended the conversation, both falling asleep in their seats.
Once home, Michael and Gavin managed to wake the boys up long enough to eat dinner, but let them skip baths and, to their surprise, dessert. They figured they could wash in the morning. The feeling of finally having nothing to do but relax and sleep was the best. The two cleaned up the kitchen, as well as any other stray toy that may have been missed from earlier that day, and made their way upstairs to their own room. In bed, Michael wrapped his arm around the other’s waist. Night was practically the only time the two had together. They sat next to each other at work, but it wasn’t the same; there were still other people. Their bedroom was their safe haven. It was when they finally had time to catch up on everything going on in their lives.
Eyes fluttering shut, Michael and Gavin shared one final kiss before drifting off. Gavin was the first out, soft snores filling the otherwise silent room. Right before Michael finally fell, he heard one of the boys calling from the room down the hall. Groaning, he reluctantly rolled out of bed and made his way down the hall. Sleep would just have to wait a few more minutes.
