Was gonna draw a background but it's around 3am when I'm making this and I am mentally weak to do it
Low-key surprised how much Speedy was easier to draw than Robin while i was trying to do a loose TTG artstyle. Might be the hair or bows are just more simple to comprehend
The Great Romancing of The Mountain Man - Chapter 7
Pairings: endgame OT8, All of FH/Matt at some point
Rated: T for typical FH humor.
Warnings: None!
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?
Sbgc Spobin (au by @hausofgreene) - The room is still dim when the sun rises and washes over their barely concealed skin. Joel has his hand rested on Spoole's thigh, just a gentle touch, a grounding movement. Their sharing a joint. Joel is so beautiful when he smokes. Spoole watches as the smoke disappears and reappears into the light. Joel leans over to him and blows a round into his mouth, and Spoole thinks "I can do this forever."
spobin. speake. speane (I like spoole a lot, ok? *sweats nervously*)
Yes to all, screams yes to speake and spobin (especially SBGC au). Speake is just too cute with the smol boyfriends. Imagine them cuddled up together of the sofa, my heart melts. Spobin is adorable too, I imagine them being very giggley together and that makes me happy. I’m not 100% of what speane is but if it contains Spoole let’s just go with yes because I love Spoole so damn much.
set in mine and @gamersnork ‘s gta au, implied ot7
18. “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”
“That is, without a doubt, the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”
Spoole’s smile grows as he giggles at Joel’s answer.
“Which one?” Spoole asks, staring down at the map of Los Santos in front of them.
Joel rolls his eyes and gives an exasperated noise. “It’s your plan, Spoole. You have free choice of banks all across town.”
Spoole blinks and wrings his hands. It takes a few moments of Joel alternating the raising of his eyebrows at him before Spoole sticks out a finger, pointing at a bank five minutes from their apartment.
“This one.”
Joel smiles at him. “You got it, babe. Have you seen my gun?”
–
An hour later, he and Spoole are running out of the bank with a backpack full of gold bars.
As they run down side streets and ditch their masks, they let out breathless, giddy laughter. It’s the most impromptu heist they’ve done yet. Spoole didn’t even tell the rest of the crew, he told Joel, only Joel. It’s a fact that sticks in his brain.
They blend into the mid-afternoon crowd that murmurs about the smoke in the distance. The crowd around them stares up at the dark clouds while Joel only stares at Spoole, who looks ecstatic, practically buzzing in his own skin.
Joel feels a rush of affection course down his spine. His hand finds Spoole’s and Spoole smiles at him when their fingers lace together and Joel can’t help himself.
The gold feels heavy on his back as he pulls Spoole into an alley, away from the crowd and kisses him, hard. The rush of affection surges when Joel hears Spoole give a happy noise at their kiss and gives himself in to Joel’s bruising press of their lips.
When they pull away with kiss-swollen lips, they hear police sirens sound down the crowded street again. Joel finds Spoole’s hand again, gripping it tight.
Joel looks into Spoole’s eyes, can’t stop staring. “Let’s go show the others, yeah?”