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[dooliaz]

day six - crystals

part of i.nktober fics i’m doing for my FH monster AU!!

now with a brand new masterpost!!!

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The day of the full moon, Bruce catches Matt in his bedroom with the door open. Matt is taking some crystals out of the drawer by his bed. He’s laying them out on the bedspread, running his fingers over each of them as he goes. Bruce knocks on the open door of Matt’s room even though Matt probably heard him coming. Matt nods to him and he comes in, sits at Matt’s desk. He watches as Matt takes another crystal out, sets it next to the others that look almost identical in color. Bruce asks, “What’re those for?” Matt runs his finger over the one he’s just put down. “Few different things. This one absorbs bad energy.” He points to another, “This one puts out good energy.” Another, “This one brings luck.” Scooting closer on the chair, Bruce asks, “How’d you learn all this?” Matt doesn’t look up from his crystals as he shrugs. “Internet. Books.” Bruce puts out a hand and stops himself just short of touching a pale pink crystal. “So is their purpose open to interpretation or…?” “Mostly.” Matt sits down by the headboard, careful not to knock the crystals over. “I just read however much I could then chose their meaning.” “You chose their meaning?” Bruce’s brow furrows. “Does that… work? Does that make them work?” “Kind of.” “What’s that mean?” He wonders if he’s being ignorant for a second. Should he know more about crystals? He’s not sure. In any case, Matt doesn’t seem offended. He just answers, “It’s… It’s really more about belief than making them work.” “So are they like… your religion?” Matt seems on the verge of a smile. “No. Not really. It may sound like it, but. No. lt’s about believing in something that… well. That you can’t see.” Bruce almost laughs. “You mean how people believe in you when they can’t see you?” “Yeah. Or how you’re just a myth most times.” He wasn’t sure if that’s a joke or not but he still smiles. He watches as Matt smiles back, a secret sort of smile, softening his whole face. Bruce feels a sort of awe wash over him at the sight. Matt is… pretty. Bruce gulps down his feelings. Repeats, “So it’s about belief.” Matt is still smiling as he shrugs. “Why not, right? I figured that as long as I’m… this, I might as well.” “Might as well?” “Believe in everything I can. If faeries and ghosts can exist, why can’t rocks bring luck?” Nodding, Bruce leans back in his chair. “I like your logic.” Matt huffs out a laugh. “Thanks.” In his mind, Bruce makes a mental note that asking about Matt’s crystals makes him happy. He’s not sure why he wants to make Matt smile, but he just really, really does.

[mayorbuds]

Oh hey here's Florist Bruce and Beekeeper Matt AU Greake I did 

 Ok so Bruce works at a local flower shop. He's basically the only one who works there besides the owner (a little Old Asian lady that bought the store for cheap and lets Bruce stay in the apartment attached to the building for low rent in exchange for a big arrangement every 2 weeks) who stops by every now and again. It's pretty lonely most days but the people that come in are always a joy. A couple of teenage girls that come in to admire the flowers and a dad that buys carnations for his wife every month and an old woman and her dog that buy lilacs every now and again. Bruce went to school to be a florist, but learned most of his skills on the job or just by himself- he hopes one day the store's income will be good enough that he can buy exotic flowers and make huge bouquets for big events. 

 Matt works at a farmers market, he's been working there since he was just a teenager. The family that owns the market loves him dearly and helps him with any financial problems he may have, and his "employee discount" is so high that they basically provide for him (none of the other employees have a discount. They just really like matt). He formed a special admiration for farming and the like, and began helping out on ranches and orchards outside of town in the summer. With his money saving skills and the revenue he gets from working for fun, he eventually had enough money to buy his own land- a house with a huge yard located just outside of town. He gets into beekeeping and is absolutely in love with it. It feels like a team effort, him and his bees against the world. He takes good care of them, even plants certain things around the yard he knows they like, and carefully watches the weight and temperature of the hives constantly. He gets pretty good at it pretty quickly, and sells leftover honey down at the farmers market along with his crops and meads and such.

 Matt's settled into his new home when he meets Bruce, his hives been going strong for a few years, he's taken care of the land and got himself a dog and a few chickens. He goes into the city to see Adam, his college friend who was being featured in a gallery, so he'd come down for a couple days to sightsee and reconnect with Adam. He runs into Bruce at a hardware store (Matt's tools were as old as dirt and Bruce seriously needed some tougher gloves if he was going to survive de-thorning roses before Valentine's Day), Bruce sees Matt nervously pacing through aisles and staring totally confused at pretty much everything, so he helps him. They instantly click, Bruce is enamoured by Matt's tougher build and calloused hands paired with his sweet, kind demeanour and soft eyes. Matt falls for Bruce's infectious laugh and "gentle giant" nature, he's insanely generous, and kind of a flatterer. By the time matt has the right tools, they've both agreed to get coffee and bring each other something (Bruce wants to try Matt's apple blossom honey, and Matt asks for a couple lilacs in exchange.) When matt goes back to Adams that night he spews about Bruce like he's a dream- like he might've hallucinated this perfect man while in a panic at Home Depot. 

 Matt has to go back home, but he calls Bruce almost every day. (Like calls him on the phone. No texts, just calls and awkward emails from Matt. He's a little old fashioned.) Bruce thinks he should take it easy, become friends with Matt before he pursues anything romantic. HOWEVER when they've finally become good friends Bruce is like "so..... do you.. like me, like that?" And Matt's like "what? I thought we started dating like 2 weeks ago" and Bruce has to take a moment because. Of course Matt likes him how was he so blind They start dating and Matt takes the hour and a half drive to the city every other weekend to see Bruce. It's hard, but they make it work. Matt hates seeing Bruce live in his small apartment while he lives alone in his big house, and Bruce hates that Matt has to work so hard all by himself. Bruce makes an arrangement for Matt to take home every week, sometimes beautiful arrangements where each flower means something, other times it's just plain lilacs because Matt loves them so much. Matt brings Bruce anything he needs, he even learned how to sew to fix the holes in Bruce's favourite shorts.

[sloppity-bilepiper]

Asking the big questions

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i need more greake in my life. possibly "matt can't take care of himself properly and forgets to eat and stuff"

           They live together before they startdating, so Bruce knows Matt gets to into a project and sometimes forgets toeat. That sometimes Matt doesn’t sleep for days in a row simply because- thereis too much to do.

           It’s not until after they startdating that Bruce finds out just how horrible Matt really is at takingcare of himself. Going days- in one case, half a week without ever drinking anywater. So they start a routine- a routine Matt doesn’t even know exists forabout 5 months.

           Sundays are slow days, they consistof Bruce waking up before Matt [he’s always up before Matt- unless Matt hasn’tslept], making coffee and bringing it to his lover- who is normally stilltucked into bed, snoring softly. After Matt wakes up enough to start to comprehendwhat’s going on Bruce heads to the bathroom to start running the water andoccasionally to light a few candles. Bruce always makes sure that the fluffytowels are washed and ready to be used, and after the bath is drawn and ready-dragging Matt to the bath takes no time. They usually spend anywhere from 20minutes to an hour in the bath together, talking chatting- sometimes Brucepetting Matt’s hair as the other dozes off.

           The hardest part about Sundays isBruce having to look at Matt- which sounds worse than he means but…Matt’s skinalways looked like canvas over bone. The others skin was cracked and dry inmany places- it bled when Bruce pressed the washcloth even a little too hard onhis back. And Bruce knows Matt isn’t well, he knows his partner doesn’t eatoften enough- despite all the reminders, notes, and texts Bruce sends.

[Bruce tries everything in his power to at least help him insome way shape or form.]

           After their bath the two of them normallyeither watch movies or TV shows, Matt inevitability dozing off for most of it-leaving Bruce to do what he can: run hands through his boyfriends hair andsilently worry for the other.

           Monday through Thursdays are fairly simple-well at least on Matt’s good days. Sometimes getting Matt out of bed can setthe tone for Bruce’s entire day, setting him into a funk he just can’t get outof.

           The problems with their work week isMatt works in a separate building with a separate schedule. So Bruce can’talways be by his phone to send a “please eat!” text or to wonder over to thebungalow with a bag of food. It can be pretty stressful when he walks away froma Demo Disk- pretty light and still laughing but having to read a “He refusedto leave his desk” text from Omar or Bones.

           Bruce wishes Matt would get well-and he knows its selfish. Bruce knew Matt was unwell before they got together,but still in the back of his head…Bruce wishes Matt would just snap out whatever the hell he’s gottenhimself into.

           But Bruce knows better than that soMonday through Thursday Bruce spends the gaps between working and streamingchecking in on Matt as well as he can VIA text.

           Fridays are a lot more relaxed-being able to sleep in later. Bruce loves the Fridays where he can roll overand start pressing kisses into Matt’s back and pull moans from the other beforethe other is even fully awake.

           Fridays are convenient to say in theleast. Usually Matt has finished his work for the week and isn’t required to goin but goes in with Bruce during the streaming times anyways. (Which issomething Bruce is secretly grateful for- Bruce will never admit it but he’sterrified for the day where he could walk into the apartment and find Matt deadbecause he passed out from lack of nutrition and hit his head, or fell asleepin the bathtub or… the list goes on).

           Saturdays are the day where Brucelets Matt sleep in as long as he wants, lets the other do whatever he wants (aslong as he eats and at least gets up to walk around every once in a while).Normally this means Matt sleeps in until past noon, gets up eats a small snack(it’s too small) and heads to his PC to play Skyrim until Bruce reminds him it’stime to eat again.

           Saturdays for Bruce are usually theday he gets the laundry, re-reads the docket for the next week of videos anddoes various other chores. Making sure to check on Matt every once in a while.

           Saturdays are normally calm. Simple.Easy.

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           “You know I love you right, Matt?”Bruce asks one Sunday, morning- the other lightly humming in front of him handgently swaying the water of the tub. The water always felt too hot to Bruce,but Matt was always so cold…

           “I know.” Matt confirms, pressing akiss into Bruce’s bicep- the only place he could reach without having to move.

           Not a conversational day then.

           Bruce runs a hand over Matts chest,and he can’t help but think back to when Matt was fit. When he had a six pack and muscle mass. Bruce thinks aboutwhen he first confronted Matt along with Adam and Omar- asking the younger aboutthe sucken features, the sluggish behavior.

Matt just had told them that the job always came before him.That he didn’t matter as long as the job was done at the end of the day- mentioningthat he could start wearing more jackets if it was freaking anyone else out. Ifit was worrying them to see how skinny he was becoming.

Bruce remembers thinking that the only thing freaking him outwas how thought out this plan seemedto be. That Matt knew it was destructive but didn’t…care enough to changeanything.

Bruce tries to forget how much Adam had cried after that. Howbroken he seemed just by the conversation. Bruce will never, ever doubt Adam’slove for his best friend after that. It was just a bad day over all.

           “I love you,too.” Matts voice is light and sleepy, as he says it pressing another kiss intoBruce’s bicep, “You’re the best.”

           Bruce want’s todisagree to argue that Matt, even sick, is still twice a better person- butinstead Bruce settles for pressing a kiss into Matts wet hair.

           “Ready to getout, my love?” Bruce asks a moment later and Matt hums.

           “Just a littlebit longer. Wanna spend more time with you, like this.”

           And that’senough of a reason for Bruce.

[tender-vadge]

for a prompt could you do just like a pure fluff Bruce/Matt

enjoy the ky easter egg in here

“So remind me again why you bought a 3DS?” Matt asked. He could feel his chin just barely brushing against the top of Bruce’s head, which meant his beard was most definitely rubbing all over his scalp. He didn’t know how or why Bruce liked it, but he claimed it was one of the main reasons he would splay all of his weight on top of Matt, his back to Matt’s front, on their sofa. 

It didn’t even begin to make sense, Matt’s parted legs barely met the middle of Bruce’s back, but he didn’t seem to mind so Matt wasn’t going to say anything.

“I told you, man, for Pokémon!” Bruce replied, brows furrowed as he scrabbled around the device trying to find the divot where the stylus was hidden. 
“But you don’t even like Pokémon.”

“Nuh-uh,” Bruce said, absently tapping the tiny screen, trying to calibrate the device. “God, why is this damn thing so small?”

“Because you didn’t get the XL.”

“The XL didn’t come in blue,” Bruce snipped. “And I loved Pokémon GO, so I thought maybe it’s time to see what all the fuss is about.”


Matt didn’t really have a rebuttal, so he watched quietly as Bruce clicked through the set-up of the 3DS. Before long, he was tapping the little Pokéball icon and the words “Pokémon Moon” flashed across the screen. 

“Why did you choose Moon?”


“Because I wanted Pokémon Mewn,” he answered, smirking. “And because Adam got Sun and we want to trade later.”

Matt grunted his understanding, arms around Bruce’s shoulders as the older man started tapping viciously at the screen.

“Cutscenes in a Pokémon game, are you shitting me?!” 

After a few minutes, Matt tapped Bruce’s shoulder and he leaned forward, letting Matt free from his flesh prison. When he returned from the kitchen with two beers and a bag of dried fruit in hand, Bruce was still tilted forward. Matt took that as an invitation to slide back into his previous spot and only then did Bruce lay back down. 

“Get a Pokémon yet?” he asked, biting down into a dehydrated peach. 

“No,” Bruce said testily. He tilted his head back with his mouth open and Matt put a slice of apple between his lips. “I wanted the beer, but okay.”

“I’m not gonna bottle-feed you beer.”

“Peake, I’m in the midst of possibly discovering this almost $200 trip to GameStop might have been a mistake, I need your support here. I can’t take another No Man’s Sky.”

“It’s not like Spoole didn’t warn us,” Matt mumbled, smirking in anticipation of Bruce’s reply.

“Not this again, Matt. How were we supposed to know that this would be the one thing Spoole was right about?”

“Maybe you’ll learn to trust the prophecies of small men in hats from now on.”


“Fucking finally,” Bruce groaned and Matt watched as the fat man on the screen threw three Pokéballs into the air and three creatures emerged and stared back at them. “…Where’s Squirtle?”

“Bruce-“

“Okay, wait, I’ve seen this guy before,” Bruce said, pointing to the black and white cat creature. “Litten? That’s a dumb name.”


“You gotta give it a chance, Bruce,” he said as Bruce tapped on Litten again and confirmed it as his partner.

 “Name it Roxy.”

At the sound of her name, the dog laying underneath the coffee table perked her ears up, tail thumping against the floor.

“I can’t name it Roxy, it’s a boy, see?” he pointed his stylus at the tiny blue symbol next to the sprite of the kitten Pokémon. “I’m gonna name it Peake.”

“Why?” Peake drawled, watching Bruce start to type his name, then stop, delete the letters, and replace them with the forward and back slashes before changing his mind again.

“Because you’re scrappy,” Bruce said, settling on ‘Peakums’ before entering the name.

“I’ve literally never been in a fight in my life.”

“Which means you’ve never lost!”


“I’ve never won either.”

“Look, you’re a lucky charm, so we’re gonna give it a go,” Bruce said with a note of finality, reaching around blindly for his beer before Matt reached down and handed it to him. “So when do I catch Pikachu?”

~ ~ ~

“Holy shit, Peake!” Bruce crowed, pushing out of his chair and running over to Matt’s desk, brandishing his 3DS out before him.

Bruce had made a habit out of whipping his DS out between gameplays or filming The Know and crowding up next to Adam to show each other their progress. Unsurprisingly, Adam had also chosen Litten. He’d named it DJ Jazzy Jeff and rumor has it, when it came time for him to evolve, Adam had become so upset, it took convincing from his wife, James, Elyse, and Lawrence to not start his game over completely out of mourning. 

“Peake, Peakums just evolved, you’re huge!”

Peake took his headphones down and let them rest around his neck, craning to see the device Bruce held out to him. He felt his eyebrows raise. 

“Wow.”

“I’m fucking starting over, I mean it this time,” Adam was muttering from across the room. “Like hell I’m gonna have some furry bait-“

“Adam, it can’t be that-“ James came up behind Bruce, looking over his shoulder at the screen. “Oh.” He paused for a few seconds, then made his way over to Adam. “I hear there’s an owl that evolves into Hanzo, let’s see what that’s all about.”


“He’s a wrestler, I think,” Bruce said over the noise of Adam making a show out of deleting his game and starting over.

“Cool,” Matt nodded, reaching for his headphones. His eyes fell on a part of the screen with stats, where it read height. 5’11”.

Dang it.

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Agony! Beyond Power Of Speech! [GREAKE]

Matt Peake is crazily, unbelievably, totally in love with his boyfriend- Bruce. Matt Peake also has no idea how to say "I love you" so he settles to say it other ways.

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The Great Romancing of The Mountain Man - Chapter 10

Pairings: endgame OT8, All of FH/Matt at some point Rated: T for typical FH humor. Contains: Weird feelings! Gay kisses! Filed under: Polyamory, Slow Build, Bets & Wagers  

Summary: Word has it that everyone in the Funhaus office has a crush on Matt Peake. Reasonably, what follows, is… professing their love? Showering him in undying affection? Hugging him close to each of their breasts and whispering lines of purple prose of adoration into his ear?

Nope, they make a bet with the Achievement Hunters over who gets to date him first and best.

Who will win? Who will lose? Who will go down in burning flames?

The answer is simultaneously all of them.

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15 and Greake!

15. things you said with too many miles between us

It’s not that Matt finds flying unsafe or unnatural—it’s that he just does not like it. He’s not fond of it. Going up in a big metal tube and being suspended in the air. Not his thing. He gets worried. It all starts shaking and dropping and it’s not for him.

The worry extends to when Bruce is flying. Of course it does. Even after all these years.

It’s Australia this time, for RTX Sydney. Bruce has promised to call him when he lands but it’s almost three in the morning for him and he hasn’t been able to sleep, he’s been in bed since midnight, he’s getting nervous, and—

The phone rings. He presses accept call quickly, exhales into the phone, “Bruce.”

“Hey Matt.” Bruce sounds like he’s smiling.

Matt’s mouth twitches at the corner despite himself. Asks, “You’re okay?”

“Yeah, Matt. The flight went fine.”

“Okay.” Matt shifts under the covers of the bed. “Sorry for worrying so much.”

“It’s okay, babe. I get it. Are you okay?”

Matt sighs, “Yeah. Everything’s okay now.”

There’s shuffling on Bruce’s side of the phone as he says, “Good. Have you slept?”

Looking at the clock on the bedside table shining 3 AM, Matt nods to himself. “A little.”

“Jeez Matt, it’s like two in the morning for you?”

“Three,” Matt corrects, regretting it instantly.

Bruce sighs, “Matt. You should try to sleep.”

Matt hums. “I just….”

“You miss me?” Matt can almost hear the smugness in Bruce’s voice. He shakes his head.

“Yeah, a little.”

Bruce laughs lightly. “I’m here, baby. You want me to tell you about my flight while you go to bed?”

Nodding to himself again, Matt sinks further into the bed. “Yeah. How’s Australia?”

“Hot as hell, Matt. But goddamn is it pretty. I wish you were here with me.”

He hums, closing his eyes and feeling the exhaustion get to him. “Yeah, me too.”

Bruce narrates his actions, speaking about nothing and everything as Matt feels himself slipping slowly into sleep. He makes vague noises as Bruce talks, not wanting the words to end.

There’s a dip as Bruce gets to the hotel, saying, “Hey, I have to go check in, hang on.”

Matt barely makes a noise, almost completely asleep.

When he comes back, Bruce asks, “Still there? Falling asleep?”

“Mhmm.”

“Okay baby. I’ll be here.”

“Mmm.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Matt isn’t awake when Bruce gets to his room but he does dream of a hot, Australian sun and the warmth of Bruce surrounding him.