Guns Blazing

Everything can be black and white. Or it can be a big swirling grey in the stars.

[sirenja-and-the-stag-deactivate]

Prediction: Mads can´t keep his mouth shut in S4 interviews ;)

Inspired by this painting from @hanniwill

[beatricenius]

“The sky is so clear out here, Nigel! Look, there’s Orion, and if you look to the left-”

“We’ll look at all the stars you want in a moment, darling, but eyes on the target when you’re holding a gun, alright? Don’t worry about the noise, I’ll cover your ears nice and fucking tight.”

Some Spacedogs because god I love them so much. Nigel wants them to do target practice so Adam will learn how to protect himself, Adam loves Nigel so much he’ll humor him.

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A Spacedogs Halloween

Nigel had expected Adam to hate Halloween. With all the noise and the people and everything, he assumed it would have been overstimulating. Instead, he found that he was very, very, wrong.

Adam Raki loved Halloween.

It didn’t take long for Nigel to figure out why. The second Adam pulled out his spacesuit, Nigel understood.

Halloween was the one day of the year Adam could be his wonderful self without anyone judging him. Although the people around them had learned the hard, bloody way, to not judge Adam around Nigel. The first and last time someone called Adam a freak around him it took a hour for him to get all the blood off of him.

“Nigel!”

Adam firmly calling his name broke Nigel from his reverie. Blinking back at his gorgeous little spaceman, Nigel realized that Adam was standing there, furrow in his brow and the spacesuit held out in front of him.

“Gorgeous?”

“Did you hear anything I just said?”

Rubbing the back of his neck, Nigel smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, gorgeous. I got lost in my head for a second.”

“It’s alright,” Adam said, dropping his arms down and took a step toward him. “I said, you should wear my spacesuit this year.”

“What?”

“It’s Halloween, Nigel. You should wear my spacesuit.”

“No, no, I understand, darling,” Nigel said taking the heavy ass suit from him, “but why?”

“Halloween has always been the day I could be myself without anyone looking at me funny,” Adam said pushing past Nigel toward the closet. “But, this past year, you showed me that I could be myself every day, and to ‘fuck what everyone thinks about me.’ So this year, I thought it might be fun to be you.”

Nigel almost dropped the suit when Adam pulled his dog shirt off the hanger and put it on. “Fuck, baby, you should wear my clothes more often.”

“No, Nigel, this shirt is three sizes to big.” Adam turned around and picked up a black permanent marker, scrunching his nose as he drew the silhouette of a pin-up girl onto the left side of his neck.

Stifling a laugh, Nigel pulled on the spacesuit and pushed a cigarette into Adam’s hand. “There, gorgeous. Now you’re me.”

Adam stared down at the cigarette in his hand and tucked it behind his ear. Reaching out he grabbed Nigel and kissed him roughly. “No, gorgeous,” he said with a cheeky grin, “now I’m you.”

[spacedogsplease]

Nigel is vacationing/recuperating in a cabin when one night he walks out onto the deck to get into the hot tub only to find a very cute very irate mermaid sitting in the hot tub after being stolen from his home and delivered to the wrong house! Both Adam and Nigel are confused as to what to do next

Oh my god that’s actually cute as hell

[xspvct]

I don’t care what anyone says, being intelligent is so fucking attractive. Like yes, tell me random facts I didn’t know. I’ll think it’s the cutest thing ever.

[beyoursky]

[strangestorys]

Cherry Pie

I promised you guys Spacedogs tummy love, so here it is! Using Anon prompts “cherries” and “wet,” @toffeecape‘s prompt “lollipop,” and @nurselecter‘s prompt “tummies” (but that one was a given, haha). Largely inspired/enabled by convos with @fat-hanni-anon and @weconqueratdawn <3

Read on Ao3 here.

“Turn left here.”

“Tur – babe, I don’t see anything there, I can’t turn there.”

“You just missed it, it was behind that bush. You’ll have to u-turn and come back from the other way.”

“I could be coming a few other ways right now if we were still at the hotel room,” Nigel said under his breath.

“What was that?”

“Nothing, babe. Let me know when you see the turn-around.”

They’d come upstate to celebrate their anniversary weekend at a small bed and breakfast in the Catskills – Nigel had done all the work in advance to make sure the food was up to Adam’s standards, and that the rooms were clean and the room service reliable. He’d brought them up here with the intent of not leaving their suite all weekend, but it seemed that Adam had planned a small itinerary for them of his own accord. He’d brought a whole folder of pamphlets and schedules. There were color-coded flashcards.

“Nigel, why would you travel to a new place if you didn’t even want to see anything new?”

“Well, I’ll be seeing some of the same old things I like, just in a new bed, how does that sound?”

“There will be plenty of time for you to look at my ass in the hotel room, but you have a refractory period of at least half an hour, Nigel. We’ll have to fill that time somehow.”

“Is that a challenge, little bird?”

“No, it’s a fact of physiology. You can’t be hard for three full days, it’s not feasible or healthy. And it’s stupid to waste that time waiting on erections when we could be doing other things.”

“Challenge accepted.”

Adam had, of course, been right. After they’d arrived in the early afternoon Friday, they’d had a good long fuck before dinner, but only managed a lazy mutual blowjob afterwards. Nigel blamed their low stamina on the long drive, while Adam wondered aloud if it was too early to see Mars emerge.

“You can’t even see it from the city, Nigel. Quit making that face, we have two more days to have orgasms, which we can do at home anyway. Let’s go outside and look!”

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“Hello gorgeous, i brought fucking presents.”

[roguequartz]

Little Star Adam has found a silver fox and tamed him.

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🚀Spacedogs Surprise Doodle 🚀

Movie night but Adam fell asleep 💤

[artseamoni]

Shooting stars

[identically-different]

Adam/Nigel: Predestined(1/?)

Title: Predestined (1/?)

Authors: @destinyawakened @mrs-graham-lecter​

Rating: M

Pairings/Characters: Adam Raki/Nigel (Spacedogs)

Chapters: One |

Summary: Nigel’s all but left for dead and to clean himself up, but the sounds of someone’s violin playing keep him grasping to life and healing up just fine. So much so, Nigel goes next door to find out who saved inadvertently his life.

One bad night, the wrong kind of men–Darko’s Men– and Nigel was down. He could hold his own well enough, he could keep handful or more off him, and with the right back up, fifteen. Nigel’s back up split, leaving the Romanian gangster cut deep up the side, bleeding out against the brownstone wall.

“Darko says hi,” the little asshole said, spitting in Nigel’s face.

Nigel reared up, teeth gnashing and gnarling at the other man as he ran off, like a coward. Let him run, Nigel thought, he’d get to him later. He pushed himself to standing, hobbling against the wall as he somehow managed to make it back to his apartment, nothing fancy, nothing dingy either. He’d hoped to make it off better here, away from the rest of Romania, but unfortunately, Darko thought the same.

He’d get him back for this, plus some.

Inside his apartment, he opened a window and pulled out the medical kit, rinsing the wound first in the shower, and then sitting by the window to cool down his flushed skin as he began to stitch himself back up. Off in the not so far distance, Nigel could hear a violin begin to play, soft at first, a warm up perhaps. The feeling was almost melancholic at first, until it began to pick up, notes of hope coming from the instrument, and back to slow once more. It was a song that could be recognized by anyone into classical music–Chaconne by Tomaso Antonio Vitali–one that was ripe with emotion.

It was beautiful. Nigel had a penchant for classical music, he loved to go to the symphony, to concerts, a part of him he didn’t often let anyone see. Who ever played that beautiful music, he’d do the kind thing and thank them later, when he wasn’t still bleeding internally.

Read the rest on AO3

[identically-different]

Adam/Nigel: Predestined(1/?)

Title: Predestined (1/?)

Authors: @destinyawakened @mrs-graham-lecter​

Rating: M

Pairings/Characters: Adam Raki/Nigel (Spacedogs)

Chapters: One |

Summary: Nigel’s all but left for dead and to clean himself up, but the sounds of someone’s violin playing keep him grasping to life and healing up just fine. So much so, Nigel goes next door to find out who saved inadvertently his life.

One bad night, the wrong kind of men–Darko’s Men– and Nigel was down. He could hold his own well enough, he could keep handful or more off him, and with the right back up, fifteen. Nigel’s back up split, leaving the Romanian gangster cut deep up the side, bleeding out against the brownstone wall.

“Darko says hi,” the little asshole said, spitting in Nigel’s face.

Nigel reared up, teeth gnashing and gnarling at the other man as he ran off, like a coward. Let him run, Nigel thought, he’d get to him later. He pushed himself to standing, hobbling against the wall as he somehow managed to make it back to his apartment, nothing fancy, nothing dingy either. He’d hoped to make it off better here, away from the rest of Romania, but unfortunately, Darko thought the same.

He’d get him back for this, plus some.

Inside his apartment, he opened a window and pulled out the medical kit, rinsing the wound first in the shower, and then sitting by the window to cool down his flushed skin as he began to stitch himself back up. Off in the not so far distance, Nigel could hear a violin begin to play, soft at first, a warm up perhaps. The feeling was almost melancholic at first, until it began to pick up, notes of hope coming from the instrument, and back to slow once more. It was a song that could be recognized by anyone into classical music–Chaconne by Tomaso Antonio Vitali–one that was ripe with emotion.

It was beautiful. Nigel had a penchant for classical music, he loved to go to the symphony, to concerts, a part of him he didn’t often let anyone see. Who ever played that beautiful music, he’d do the kind thing and thank them later, when he wasn’t still bleeding internally.

Read the rest on AO3

[ghostgurlgamer]

I need a fic with Nigel watching the Olympics and cheering for Romania, and because I’m a Spacedogs sucker, Adam starts shooting out facts about Olympics - stats, events, etc - and Nigel says, “Star, just let me enjoy this, please?” And it’s super fluffy.

[slashyrogue]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Charlie Countryman (2013), Adam (2009) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Characters: Michael Raki, Mentions of Harlan - Character Additional Tags: Christmas, Thanksgiving, Slice of Life, Fluff and Angst, Rating May Change Summary:

Adam and Nigel through the holidays struggle to find peace with Adam’s father who does not approve.

Not sure how many holidays I will be doing for this but I wanted to put it up on ao3.