Since I’ve been getting more followers, here’s how you can find all the fics that have been made so far :)
Also I’ll try my best to post weekly fics! But since I’m a college student, stuff might get in the way. Overall though, I plan on posting weekly stuff. Just a heads up!
Some brief info on requests !!:
I do accept requests! Can’t guarantee if they’ll be full fics or short ones but they are open as of now !! You can request for anything but smut (cause i’m not confident in writing those).
The characters that I typically write for are: Todd Stevens, Rhett Abbott, Bob Reynolds, Calvin Evans, Harrison Knott, Miles Miller, Ben Mears, Bob Floyd, Rocco Gauthier, Cameron Cassmore & Jordan Weaver (other Lew characters can be requested but note that I still have to watch more content since I’m nowhere caught up hehe). These are characters who I have written for or will write for! I won’t write for Owen Taylor and Garrett
Also… just for a PSA if you request something either for Guzzle Buddies guy or greg, they’re the same guy in my eyes. Just a BTW lol
Full Masterlist below the cut!
series
under (bob r. x reader)
One / Two / Three
todd’s guide to (todd x reader)
One / Two / Three
bluest of blue (cameron x reader)
One / Two / Three / Four (coming soon!!)
standalones
My Dearest, Rhett (Rhett x reader)
Can We Go Home Now? (Rhett x reader)
40 days, 40 nights (Bob R. x reader)
The Turtle & The Rabbit (Rocco x reader)
Golden Sun, Silver Moon (Bob R. x reader)
Betting on You! (Todd x Reader)
Fate of the Heat Haze (Surfboat x reader; Calvin x Reader x Harrison)
The Ski Trip Incident (Bob R. x reader)
Take Me Home (Where I Belong) (Rhett x reader)
When Your Reality Drowns (Surfboat x reader; Calvin x Reader x Harrison)
At last, I See the Sunlight (Bob R. x reader)
extra (non x reader)
the el royale series
One / Two / Intermission
standalones
my savior, my guardian angel (Crossbearers/Royale’s Lot; Miles x Ben)
save the date (Sunshines; Bob R. x Todd)
be someone you like (Sunshines; Bob R. x Todd)
as my ghost gently cries (Sunshines; Bob R. x Todd)
focuses on shipping and pairing up certain Lewis Pullman characters! you don’t have to read them if you don’t want to ^^
^ if you are into that though, refer to here for ship/duo names that i may use whether i write for them or ramble about them in my solar speaks in the void tag :)
typically the lewis pairs i’ll write for is: crossbearers (miles miller/ben mears), sunshines (bob reynolds/todd stevens), major cowboy (rhett abbott/major major), ocean sky (thomas keefer/bob floyd) & surfboat (harrison knott/calvin evans). sometimes the last one will be with x reader ^^ the rest might one day too we’ll see :)
extra (headcanon posts)
how different lewis pullman characters would spend april fools
hey just wondering when your going to finish your Cameron Cassmore fic I love it so much it’s so good
Ahhh! thank you!! 🥹 i will admit i have been slacking on it since i’m kind of unsure how to end it… BUT it’ll definitely be done before i start classes again! so likely first or second week of august :) !!
i see people like the cameron series and i feel bad since i’ve been neglecting it but it’s definitely coming soon :D !! I might post a solo cameron fic before then too so more cameron stuff in general is coming also.
since august is approaching it’ll be officially a year since i went down this lewis pullman rabbit hole… that’s crazy to me i’ve been in this fandom for nearly a year 😭🙏🏻 (nowhere i’d rather be tbh love u guys <3)
EA, if you're barely going to support this game and then spend God knows how much on this collab, you better, for the love of all that is good and holy, have hundreds of hours of Lewis doing grunts and groans for getting shot, otherwise what is the point of this medium.
"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,"
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Tears, Idle Tears
summary: you had a special power that the thunderbolts thought would help their friend, Bob. It wasn’t your powers that did anything. It was the fact that you were there. You talked to him. You saw him. That was enough for Bob.
a/n: hi!! after seven days of not posting, here’s a little apology hehe. Todd’s fic is still getting done so here’s something before then (which also helped me with the writing slump and procrastination that overcame me this week lol)!! there isn’t much lore in this fic. i just had this idea and thought it was cool! also i’m sorry for how many bob fics i’m putting out 😭 i’ll branch out i promise
cw: mentions of death (in his dreams), bob’s powers probably not acting canon, reader can go into dreams (reader’s implied to be experimented on in the past), sharing a bed trope, mostly fluff with an angsty (? Ish) end
wc: 2.5K
As a child, you didn’t understand why people said “Sweet Dreams”. Mostly because the dreams you had seen weren’t so sweet at all.
You could remember it like it was yesterday. Despite the vague, blurry memories from your childhood. You remember being in a room with other kids who looked terrified, who were shaking in their sleep and all you had to do was hold their hand and suddenly, you were in their mind, their dreams. You saw their fears, their deepest desires, even fragments of their memories.
To a naive girl, it was overwhelming. There was so much hurt, so much noise, you would always wake up crying.
Despite being your first memories, you could barely recognize the room you were in nor the people that you were with. One memory that you recalled clearly was with your parents. They looked at you with such despair, such heartbreak. All you could remember was them saying they’ll do better, they’ll be more vigilant and that they were so sorry.
You didn’t know why. You just hated seeing your parents so distraught.
They quickly learned about your powers. When they found out, they were even more upset, almost as if they knew your life would change forever.
It didn’t too much. It was easy to control which was a miracle for you. As you grew up, you tried to convince yourself you were born with it with how well you were adapting. Your parents quickly shut that down by saying that you were missing for days, they didn’t even know who got you. You couldn’t help but feel angry. The people who altered you permanently were still out there.
You couldn’t change the past and you were stuck with these abilities for the rest of your life, therefore, you had to use it to your advantage.
You had a small service, enough to get paid and to have a roof over your head. You went inside people’s dreams and informed their family members or friends about what you saw and thanks to your power, you could interact with the person having the dream as well. It wasn’t the best profession but it worked surprisingly well. It mostly worked on people who were superstitious or those overly worried about their loved ones. That made sense. No logical person would believe in your abilities. Even in a world of superheroes, yours were too nonsensical, too convenient to be real. It felt like a scam even you didn’t believe.
Some dreams were sweet, some were nightmares, some made you tear up, even in the end, you couldn’t forget about most of them.
After the snap, people were more focused on their own financial situation and personal problems and you barely got any customers left. People were more inclined not to believe your ability, some even feared you would use it against them. You never knew why and you didn’t have the time to find out either.
That’s why when a member of the New Avengers showed up at your doorstep, who was also an ex-congressman (which did little to calm your nerves), you were surprised. You leaned against the doorframe, your mouth practically agape. “I- Wait… Congressman Barnes?! What are you doing here? How did you get my address?!”
Shit, was I getting arrested? I didn’t even do anything.
“Our team- The New Avengers would like your services,” he explained, his smile strained. It reminded you of his interviews. He clearly didn’t want to be there. It almost made you laugh if you weren’t so intimidated. “A friend of mine said you could go into dreams, right?”
You nod your head slowly. “Yeah, I can. I’m surprised you even believe me. Most people think I’m a hack.”
“Well, the team needs someone like you.” He pinches the bridge of his nose before sighing. “Don’t know why Valentina sent me to come after you but some of our members struggle with nightmares. One more than others and those nightmares could lead into… bad situations.” He places his hand on your shoulder. “You get to live in the watchtower for free. No need to pay rent or anything. And you can work on your own terms. You need a break? You got it. We don’t want to overwhelm you and you’re not here to be our therapist. Just here to drag us back to reality.”
“So I’m like team morale?”
“Kind of,” Bucky shrugs. “You fine with that?”
You let out a breath. “It’s either there or I get evicted so I’m in.”
You’re used to the nightmares, the dreams of other people. This shouldn’t be that bad.
At least you’ll be good for something.
Because setting aside the money, the stability, you were truly lacking a purpose. This might just fix that.
———
Your first task was actually none of the New Avengers. It was that weird guy who followed them around. Bob Reynolds. You can’t deny you were feeling kind of bummed about not seeing the minds of the other team members but you weren’t one to complain.
You laid down next to the bed, a blanket shielding you from the hard surface of the ground. “You sure he’s okay with this?”
“Should be,” Ava informed you. “We told Yelena to tell him and she told us he was fine with it.”
“She also told us that he wasn’t too thrilled about it either.” John butted in next to her. He turns to look at you. “Look, we just need him to… not have these nightmares. Things have already been hectic enough around here.”
“Why do you need to worry about Bob? He’s just some guy,” you say, grabbing a pillow from his bed and setting it below your head.
The two looked at each other then looked at you. The uncomfortable look on their faces didn’t pass by you. Seriously, what was so crazy about this Bob guy?
“Well, I’ll see you guys later.” You close your eyes, holding Bob’s hand as you heard footsteps getting softer and softer.
Then the door closed. You fell into a slumber.
Surely Bob couldn’t have any crazy dreams. You’d stake your life on it.
———
The dream wasn’t crazy actually. No, the problem is it was so normal. You were in an attic, Bob was on the floor, solving with a rubix cube. You blink confused. “What? Why are you here? Is this the dream?”
“I think I somehow knew you were going to come here,” Bob supplied, managing to solve one side of the cube. It was baffling how he could treat someone entering his mind as a regular occurrence. No one on the team had powers like that.
“No, That’s impossible!” Every single person whose mind you entered were always surprised when they saw you. And here Bob was, saying that he knew you would come.
“Yeah, I didn’t think I could do that.” He rests his hand on his palm.
“Seriously, who are you?!”
“I’m Bob?” He smiled awkwardly. “I guess I didn’t introduce myself when you first came here. My name’s Bob-“
“Yeah, I know that! I mean why can your mind sense that I’m here?” Is he able to hide his thoughts and dreams from me? There’s no way. It has to be a coincidence.
“Not sure. I still don’t know what I can do… even if it’s been months. The dream paused when you came in,” he elaborates, avoiding your eyes and focusing on the cube. “So I went upstairs to this place. It’s where I feel the most safe until I wake up.”
You sit next to him. “You always like this? Knowing when you’re in a dream.”
Bob shakes his head. “Not really. It’s only today. Probably cause you’re here.” His grip tightens on the cube as he solves another side. You had to admit he was good at it. “You know, I- I don’t understand why they think I need your help. My nightmares aren’t that bad compared to before. It’s like they’re treating me like I can’t stand on my own. Like I can’t handle myself.”
You don’t say anything. It’s not like you had context to what he was saying either. You were just nodding along. What could you even say? It’d feel fake coming from you. It isn’t what he needed to hear.
“You solve those a lot?”
His eyes widen a bit. “What?”
“You solved two sides already. You must be good.”
His cheeks flush red, embarrassment on his face. “I’ve been practicing since I was a kid so I learned to get good at it. I haven’t touched one in a while so I’m a bit slower than usual.”
“Can I try?”
“Uh, sure?” He hands it over to you. You randomly solve it. You didn’t like thinking too hard, often adopting the mindset of doing random things to get results. At the corner of your eye, you see how appalled he was that you managed to practically redo his progress in record time. “No offense but do you know how to solve this?”
“Nope!” You grin. “But it got you thinking less about your team, didn’t it?”
He opens his mouth to speak but he quickly closes it afterward. A smile graces his lips as he laughs. “Huh, guess it did.”
You didn’t know what Bob’s deal was. But you were glad he was finally smiling and relaxed.
The smile stuck to you even when you woke up.
———
As you continued to live in the New Avengers tower, you got a good grasp about the issues that were plaguing the team. It was a theme of being haunted by your past mistakes. You were there to try and reel them back to reality, interacting with their dreams even if you weren’t talking to them, convincing them that it wasn’t real.
Strangely enough, going inside the mind of Bob didn’t make you learn more about the guy. It just turns into a more complicated way to talk to him alone which you appreciated. You liked talking to Bob. He was more interesting than you gave him credit for.
Sometimes he’d just ask you to enter his dreams for no reason at all.
“Thought you said you didn’t have many nightmares anymore?” You squint at him, shifting under his blankets. He quickly felt bad about you sleeping on the floor and he grew comfortable to share a bed with you. Perhaps he was touch starved. You didn’t want to judge.
“I don’t. Just wanna talk to you.”
“You could do that normally though.”
He doesn’t respond, just closes his eyes and opens his hand. You roll your eyes and intertwine your fingers together.
You only fall asleep once you knew the other was dreaming.
It didn’t take long before you followed.
——
“Do you ever dream?” Bob questioned as you both sat on the couch of the Avengers Tower. Instead of the usual attic, it was a more mundane and domestic environment.
The attic and now the tower. What was I? The ghost of Christmas Past and Present?
You were silent long enough before you answered the inquiry. “Nope. I haven’t had one since I got this.” Which basically means I never had one I remember.
He sets aside the book he was reading. Even in dreams, he still liked doing that. “Do you know why?”
“No. I don’t care. I just got used to it. That’s all.” You turn your attention back to him. “Enough about me. What was your dream about this time?“
He leans his head against yours, bumping your shoulders together as if seeking your warmth. “I sometimes worry that they won’t come back. Yelena and the others… I’m scared that they’ll be gone and I won’t be there to help. But if I do… what if I just make things worse?” He chuckles bitterly. “I’m a hypocrite, aren’t I? I don’t like it when I’m being looked down on yet I can’t trust them to make it out alive.”
You drifted your eyes towards him. They were filled with not pity but understanding. “It isn’t a crime to worry about your friends. It isn’t the same as coddling them or not trusting them. Sometimes… things happen even when it’s with the strongest people in the world.”
Like with the Avengers and Thanos.
“You can’t guarantee anything. It’s only natural.” You smile. “But I think your friends can handle it. The team definitely can. They’re more than capable.”
“Just wish I could do something. Better than staying in the tower all day.”
You nudge him with your arm. “Better than me, Bob,” you chuckle. “I’m just here to go into people’s dreams. That’s practically useless.”
“I don’t think so. At least I have you with me.”
“Is that enough to be useful? To be important?” You couldn’t help but wonder aloud.
He holds on tightly to your hand.
“It’s more than enough.”
———
Weeks go by, then they turn into months, you notice that the team has grown more serious as of lately. You couldn’t help that you’d intrude once they start conversing with themselves about a multidimensional threat. You didn’t want to pry but it was worrying how their dreams were nightmares.
So much blood, so much death, all in the hands of some metal masked villain. It was like you were in that familiar yet blurry room from your childhood, surrounded by scared kids.
And yet, despite the tension in the tower, they still acted relatively the same and treated you the same.
All except Bob.
You didn’t know what you did but he had been avoiding you. It was like you were a ghost, a stranger.
But apparently, his nightmares were the worst of the bunch. You took matters into your own hands. You hated seeing your closest friend suffer. You laid down next to his bed and interlocked your fingers together.
You were just reminding him that you were there.
Hopefully that would be enough.
——
The nightmare was bleak. It was a battlefield of bodies that you could vaguely recognize. Some heroes you’ve seen on TV, others unfamiliar to you. You spot the ruins of the watchtower in the distance and you rushed towards it.
You see the bruised and bloodied bodies of people you slowly started to consider as friends.
Yelena looked like she fell from great heights, Ava’s mask had a bullet wound, John was under a pile of rubble and you could only see his hand above a broken shield.
You see Bob, cradling your body like it was your last hope. It wasn’t like before. Bob didn’t know you were there. Or maybe, he knew you were there but was too caught up in his grief.
You couldn’t say anything. You were frozen. You could only hear his sobs. Then he turns around and looks at you.
He meets your eyes.
You jolted awake.
———
You walk back to your room. You were lying down on your bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark.
The expression Bob had. It reminded you of your parents, of those kids from a past that you didn’t understand. It looked terrified, remorseful, sad, every negative emotion under the sun. One so close to tears, one that has lost everything.
You saw it when you closed your eyes.
And for once, you had a dream.
It was the only way you could see that sweet smile again.
4. What detail in [insert fic] are you really proud of?
37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?
41. Link a fic that made you think, “Wow, I want to write like that.”
Take care! Hope you're enjoying your summer holidays!
Hi Res!! My summer’s been going pretty good :) !! Just a month until I have to fly back home!
4. I do add some details in a lot of my work but for something recent, it’s in my second newest fic (Hold On, Don’t Leave) !! Not sure if anyone’s noticed this but Bob appears to reader on the bridge right after the man from the Sentry Project leaves. When I wrote it, I kind of intended for Bob to overhear the Sentry Project pitch which is why he shows up the next day at the facility. Not sure if that counts as a detail but I thought it was pretty neat!
37. Here’s a couple of fics that I had a blast writing and find kind of underrated (but they’re mostly lewcest fics which makes sense lol)
-> As My Ghost Gently Cries - One of my favorite fics that I’ve ever made! I loved writing the complicated relationship between Todd & Bob and I loved sprinkling in the complexities of their relationship! Plus, the callbacks to both of their films was fun to do!
-> Model of a Modern Major - Another one of my personal favorites. I loved the foils between these two and did my best to show how different the two are yet how much they care about each other! Not only that, but writing Major Major was actually super fun which I didn’t really expect. It’s also one of the rare times where a fic comes out exactly how I envisioned it in my brain lmao.
-> Fate of the Heat Haze - Genuinely my favorite of all that I have ever written. Probably the one that I deem the most underrated of the bunch! I loved the dynamics with Harrison, Reader and Calvin and I just loved the premise as a whole! I look back at it fondly since i’ve been thinking about its concept ever since i’ve paired Calvin & Harrison together! I just love this fic overall. Pretty sure it’s my longest one… which makes sense since it has the most lore.
-> 40 Days, 40 Nights - Nothing much to say with this fic other than I adored the premise of it! I just thought it was a cute fic with an interesting concept. It’s probably my favorite Bob centric ones other than the Under series & At Last I See The Sunlight.
-> At Last I See The Sunlight - I love writing fics that have fantasy elements in them so I loved writing this one! Probably one of my more underrated Bob fics despite it getting a good chunk of traction. Maybe I just like the concept of Bob being a knight a lot… Either way, I enjoyed writing this one a ton!
41. I’d say all my mutuals had a hand in inspiring me to write and every time I read their fics I’m like, woah, i love their writing. But I will say your crossbearers fic, Try As I May is probably what motivated me to write for lewis pullman characters and ships which eventually got me to writing x readers! So it’s definitely that one if I had to pick a fic 👀
