#melbob

[sideshowmelsucks]

#sideshow mel #the simpsons #my crap #sideshow bob #melbob #animatic

[awkwardsimpsons]

Not enough Mel/Bob on this site

#my otp #anyone who speaks ill: shut up #shipping #fanart #sideshow mel #sideshow bob #melbob

[arctictea]

The famous Spiderman kiss but it's SpiderMel and Bob <3 (maybe it happened in the "I've Grown a Costume on Your Face" story hehe)

#my art #sideshow bob #robert terwilliger #sideshow mel #melvin van horne #bobmel #melbob #the simpsons #the simpsons fanart

[plvm3ri4]

I had this dream last night and I thought I would share

#silly #shitpost #sideshow bob #sideshow mel #melbob

[gummytweek]

Someone requested a doodle of melbob :3 this is literally my favorite ship I love them sm….

#fanart #the simpsons #sideshow bob #sideshow mel #robert terwilliger

[silvercloudedskies]

me when im working on a cute melbob oneshot :)))))

#hehehehehee

[slurmware]

how about tumblr stops being a little shit and lets me poast this

#commission #the simpsons #sideshow bob #sideshow mel #melbob #robert terwilliger #melvin van horne #art farts

[meldoesthedraw]

a commish for @tiramisu-art​~ Mel & Bob are practicin’ for a play :D dunno who's gonna out-ham who, but it should be fun to watch! ff

🌞 🌞 🌞 commission info 🌞 🌞 🌞

#sideshow mel #sideshow bob #melbob #the simpsons #commissions

[barbaras-mermaid-cove]

Sideshow Celebration.

#simpsons #art #sideshow bob #sideshow mel #my art #fanart #simpsons fanart #alcohol #drinking #sideshows #melbob #...possibly I'm leaving that up to you #sideshow friends

[puffythepigart]

the Franbarb and Mel/Bob art @afewthingsaboutdynamite asked for forever ago!!! sorry it took so long!!! i hope ya like everything!!!! :’) 

#franbarb #melbob #sideshow bob #sideshow mel #bob terwilliger #mel van horne #barbara van horne #francesca terwilliger #my art #simpsons #the simpsons #simpsons pride #artistis on tumblr

[codewordpumpkin]

What happens if I do this?

"What happens if I do this?" (#46) from here

“Elizabeth.” She couldn’t tell if he was actually surprised or was just trying to look the part. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I came here to ask you for some advice,” she said, watching as he locked the door behind her. 

Okay, he’d bite the bait. 

He kept his tone neutral as he asked, “What about?” 

“There’s a man that I... care about.”

“Lucky man,” he drawled. 

“He’s the most infuriating man I’ve ever met, and yet... There’s just something about him.”

“I know what you mean.”

“Do you?”

“Yes.” He nodded slowly. “There’s a woman who... as you said, there’s just something about her. Try as I might, I can’t seem to get her out of my mind, no matter what I’m doing.”

“I have the same problem.”

“Do you?” 

“Yes,” she admitted softly. “And as much as I want to move forward with him, to show him just how much I care... I’m afraid one wrong move will further complicate our already complicated relationship.”

“How so?” 

“Well, I asked him if he was my father.”

He chuckled, the sound dark, seductive. “And? What did he say?”

“He said that he’s not.”

“And do you believe him?”

“I do.” Then, taking measured steps, she backed him against the wall, leaving enough room for him to escape if he so wished, but staying close enough for him to know her intentions. “What happens if I do this, Red?”

“Do what, Lizzie?” he spoke just as quietly as her, hoping he wouldn’t scare her away.

“What happens if I kiss this man?” She leaned closer, until their lips were a pout away from touching. “What happens if we cross the line we can never come back from?”

“You’ll find out.”

He didn’t make her wait long. 

#thanks for sending this prompt melbob! #hope you like! #i will admit the ask confused me at first hahaha #fic request #writing prompt #lizzington fanfic #lizzington

[sideshowmelsucks]

gn 🦍

#goofy #my crap #melbob #bobmel #preggers #simpsons mpreg #someone asked me to draw love chilhf #her name is amelia #art request

[awkwardsimpsons]

Bob/Mel adoptive fankids because fuck it why not

Lilith is from Shelbyville and Lucy is from Springfield

#these two have been existing for a while now but was gathering the courage to share em HA #if people like em I'll post a few more doodles! #Fanart #OC #Bob/Mel #Melbob #Lilith #Lucy

[arctictea]

A Melbob drawing for you @awkwardsimpsons, to thank you for your Krustybob sketches and because you're an amazing person !! ❤️ (We also need more Melbob drawings on here !)

#my art #the simpsons #sideshow bob #robert terwilliger #sideshow mel #melvin van horne #melbob

[my-robot-heart]

Hi, Robot!

Your fics helped me a lot while I've been struggling with post-8x22 depression (which has been worse than any reaction I've ever had to the end of any other show I watched), so I was very excited when I saw that prompt list that you've reblogged, knowing that something fantastic was going to come out of it. And I was right: the prompts-inspired ficlets you've written today have been an absolute joy to read for me, especially the one I requested and the ones melbob and Pumpkin did)

(Besides, I found out that I absolutely adore drunk Red, whether he's hilariously boisterous or quietly pensive, and would actually like to see more of that side of him)

I'd like to end this ask with another prompt of mine – or, rather, an idea that came to me while I reread the list – but don't feel obliged to write it if you don't have enough time/inspiration.

The prompt I'm talking about is "i didn’t mean the things i said."

And the idea is that during one of her angry episodes Liz had thrown a lot of hurtful words and accusations at Red, blamed him for everything bad that's ever happened in her life – you know, the usual stuff – etc. and Red took it all silently, without a single complaint or attempt to defend himself. Later, once she's cooled down and became capable of thinking straight again, Liz felt guilty for lashing out at Red like that (because, rationally, she understands that not all of the hell her life has been through is because of him) and came to his safe-house to apologize and reassure him that what she told him while she was angry is not how she feels about him – hence the prompt phrase above – but the problem is that Red thinks that she was right, to a certain extent, that he is to blame for most part of the pain and the loss she's experienced and that he would understand her if she hated him and didn't want him to meddle with her life any more than he's already did. To think of it, perhaps, after Liz stormed off Red decided that it would really be better for her if he kept his distance – even though it would probably kill him – so by the time Liz arrives to apologize Red is already packed up and ready to go, to leave her – well, to leave her side, because he would make sure she was alive and well and safe even from a distance – forever and it’s up to Liz to convince him that she actually wants just the opposite?

Oops... That got pretty long... But I've just pictured it all so clearly in my head the words poured out themselves.

Omg Di 😂😂👏👏 are you... sure you didn't already write this yourself like this is beautiful????

Haha. I read it a few times and it just got me right in the feels. How about a tiny ficlet that comes right at the end of what you've described, because I feel like you already put in the backstory and it's just perfect.

Ps this gif has nothing to do with the fic but it's a fave and let's just agree with Red for a sec that yes, shipping IS his bizness. Lol.

Liz arrived at the safe house, breathless and not quite knowing what she would say. All she knew is that she needed to apologize before- what? She didn't want to think too hard about what. She carefully typed in the combination Red had made her memorize for just such an occasion and- the door didn't open.

She wiped her sweaty palms on her pants and tried again. Still nothing. Okay she had one more chance to try and then the door and then it would alert Red that someone was trying to break in.

She typed in the numbers slowly. It didn't work. Shit.

She was just trying to decide if she should grab her phone or her gun when the door opened from the inside. Red was standing there, holding his gun.

"Lizzie- what?!" He hurriedly replaced the gun in his holster and typed a code into the lock. Then he ushered her inside.

"Sorry Red, the code wasn't working and I-" her eyes came to rest on a large piece of luggage. She looked from that to him. He-- he was... leaving?

"Yes I know the code wasn't working. I changed it before I left." He sounded tired.

"L-left? Red where were you going? And why didn't you-"

His face fell and she remembered why she'd come. What she'd said. And how she'd stormed off, declaring that she would have been happier if she'd never met his meddling, catastrophe bringing self. I wish I'd never met you. Those had been her exact words. Oh god. Oh no. But- he had to have known, hadn't he? He must have understood that this was just something she said when she was upset, but it wasn't how she actually felt. Oh god, he didn't know. He thought she meant it. And now he was-

"Oh no. Red, I- can we sit down?" She sounded desperate, even to herself. He saw this, and after hesitating he gestured to her to take a seat on one of the chairs. He sat on another.

"It's fine, Lizzie-" he began, and his voice was full of resignation. "There's no need to explain."

"Yes there is. There is a need to explain," she protested, trying to calm down and speak clearly.

"Elizabeth," he said then, and the use of her full name brought with it a sense of finality that scared her. "It's okay. You were right. About everything. I'm... a danger in your life. I never should have tried to have such an active part in it. I should have - I will be better able to keep you safe... from a distance. Dembe has the jet ready to leave this morning. Cooper had already been notified. He'll be able to reach me by phone, if needed. But otherwise- I will leave your life just as quickly as I entered it. And I promise, I swear, that you won't have to worry about my meddling or putting you in danger, because that's- well it's the last thing I ever wanted."

She watched as he tried to keep his expression neutral, but she saw the flash of pain in his eyes before he hid it, and her heart nearly broke.

"But that's- it's not what I want," she said softly. "I came here to apologize. And to- tell you something. Will you let me do that?"

He glanced at the time, before inclining his head for her to continue.

"First of all," she began slowly, "I don't- hate you. And when I said I wished I'd never met you, well- that wasn't true either. I know it's hard for you to believe, especially when I've said some... horrible things. But- I was just angry, Red. I was frustrated and scared and... I took it out on you. But the truth is..."

Here she swallowed nervously, wishing she'd had something to drink or hold, to distract her from.how her fingers appeared to be trembling. She clasped her hands together to try to stop it.

"The truth is," she said slightly more confidently, "You are the most infuriating, conceited, pretentious, annoyingly almost always right, beautiful, incredible, amazing man I have ever met. And the thought of you leaving because I didn't have the courage to tell you how I felt about you, how I've always felt about you, makes me want to-to- do this," and she got up from her seat and joined him on his, without thinking too much or too long, and kissed him.

She kissed him for a long time. At first, she felt him freeze beneath her, and she worried she might have gravely misjudged the situation. He'd been ready to leave, she remembered with worry. Maybe he didn't want her to-

But then. Then he responded. She felt his hands come up to the sides of her face, fingers lacing through the hair at the back of her head. She felt him relax and give in to what was happening, his mouth letting her in and responding in kind.

And she knew. She knew that she'd been right. About everything.

After a long moment she pulled away slightly, momentarily distracted by the patterns he was gently tracing along her spine. She let out a small sigh, and he stopped, regarding her carefully.

"Maybe-" she began, hesitantly, and he placed a kiss along her hairline.

"Yes, Lizzie?" He breathed.

"Maybe you should text Dembe and let him know you won't be needing the jet today."

He smiled.

#lizzington #lizzington fanfic #prompt #ace of spaders #my friend #this was a beautiful idea #i hope i did it justice #your backstory was incredible #💛

[ladieslovingladiesandfics]

MelBob + Reader Blurb - NSFW

Anon asked:  If the nsfw requests are still going then maybe a May/Bobbi/Reader blurb thing?

Wtf is their ship name? Idk, this one is FUNNY

Warning: NSFW, ft. lingerie 

also this is short and sucks

Your name: submit What is this? document.getElementById("submit").addEventListener('click', function(){ walk(document.body, /\by\/n\b|\(y\/n\)/ig, document.getElementById("inputTxt").value); }); function walk(node, v, p){ var child, next; switch (node.nodeType){ case 1: // Element case 9: // Document case 11: // Document fragment child = node.firstChild; while (child){ next = child.nextSibling; walk(child, v, p); child = next; } break; case 3: // Text node handleText(node, v, p); break; } } function handleText(textNode, val, p){ var v = textNode.nodeValue; v = v.replace(val, p); textNode.nodeValue = v; }

“Oh my, now what do we have here?” Bobbi fingers the material of your bra strap, before slowly trailing her digit down to the bright red lace front. “This is cute.”

You blush, the atmosphere in the room starting to become hotter. You can hear Melinda breathing down your neck as she unhooks the bra from behind. “I didn’t know you liked wearing such kinky things, Y/N.” the elder woman purrs out as she and Bobbi slip the straps off of your shoulders.

“I-I wore it just for you two.” You shyly admit, shifting in place as both women stare at the garter belts.

“You’re not sure that you just want to be kinky today?” Bobbi lets out a laugh before ripping off one of the belts. Melinda suddenly pulls you back on to the bed, moving so that she straddles your helps. “So…what do you want, Y/N?” Melinda asks with a smirk dancing upon her lips. “Tell us anything you desire, baby girl.” Bobbi trails her fingers up and down your thighs.

“You two. I want you both.” You answer shyly. Judging from the smirks, they were happy to accommodate.

#melinda may blurbs #bobbi morse blurbs #melinda may #melinda may x reader #melinda may imagine #bobbi morse #bobbi morse x reader #bobbi morse imagine