#🦴..-headcanons

[sewingdolls]

"And what is the use of a book," thought Alice "without pictures or conversations?" ೀ

..Hello, as you can see this is a blog that I have made for little to no reason at all, ೀ here is some information you might need to understand about me^_^

Rentry coming soon! If it does happen of course

[puppycassie]

Headcanons for Jacob Alden with a breeding kink? 🥴🥴

♡ absolutely !!

! 18+ , nsfw content, lurking for love is an 18+ game <3 ! 🩷🍰

some of my headcanons for jacob with a breeding kink ♡

♡ he's a yandere, of course the idea of filling you with his seed is more than enticing to him

♡ he definitely tracks your cycle so that he knows when you're ovulating

♡ "not gonna chase after anyone else with my baby inside of ya, darlin'"

♡ uses his fingers to push his cum deeper inside of you

♡ LOVES mating press

♡ likes to pull out to watch his cum drip out of you before fucking it back in

♡ "you're gonna look so perfect when you swell up for me"

♡ makes you ask for it "what is it, sweetheart? want me to make you a mommy/daddy?"

♡ just loves the idea of claiming you, marking your insides with his loads

♡ makes you go multiple rounds, cumming inside of you again and again until you physically can't take it. telling you "shh shh darlin', gotta make sure I knock you up"

♡ praises your features, telling you he hopes that the babies he's gonna make you carry inherit them

♡ can't wait to take pictures of your pregnant body

♡ once he has said pictures, he frequently masturbates to them, even when you're not pregnant anymore

♡ the idea of his beloved's breasts swelling with milk drives him crazy, covers your tits with kisses as he reminds you of what's going to happen to them

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thank you for the request, lovely anon ♡

[beachreg]

⊹₊⟡⋆ big sis cg!Jackie Taylor headcannons!!

first time writing hcs so sorry if they're bad!! 😭

Just wanted to do something for big sis Jackie since she's one of my fav ficto cgs :)

⟡ the bestest big sis!!

⟡ she's always reassuring you and giving you compliments and making sure you feel your best about yourself!!

⟡ she brings you to practice and lets you help be team captain (and everyone listens!!)

⟡ lots of cuddles!!

⟡ she cannot go shopping for anything without buying you a treat/toy

⟡ no strength against your puppy eyes, you give her those and anything is yours

⟡ she's not the best cook but she loves to bake with you!!

⟡ any drawings you make go straight to the fridge!!

⟡ she loves to fix your hair and play dress up!!

⟡ doesn't like to punish you, will try to send you to time out but one sniffle and she's saying you've done your time, no matter how short

⟡ makes sure you know it's okay to cry/feel sad, and is always there to comfort you when you need it

⟡ loves to read to you before nap/night time

[fallen-glamour]

sergeant mctavish - 🐺 🐺

lieutenant Riley

captain price

sergeant gaz

operator nikto

sergeant Russ

colonel konig

[cornerdreams-txt]

died? passed on? what are you guys talking about?

lullah and chayanne hatched in the nest in rose's sanctuary, incubated by the magic around them and the warmth of their nest and their father's wings being laid over them like blankets. while he slipped out of the realm through dreams, led back to his hardcore world by a goddess draped in black, gold, and shades of purple, they learned to get used to their new bodies, before rose showed to them, too.

"come with me," she urged in the sweet voice they knew as someone who had protected and guided them many times before. "the veil is thin, i can take you to him."

philza would recognize his children anywhere, and the murder is always happy to welcome new crows - especially the one with the dragon-eggshell mask and the one with the poppy woven around one ankle.

[scoobstarr]

𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗛𝗖𝗦

— simon “ghost” riley x black! fem! reader.

SYNOPSIS — small headcanons of what it’s like when ghost comes home to you after your very long months away from one another. face time calls aren’t getting anything done, so now you have a hulking sex crazed soldier wanting you.

WARNINGS — interracial relationship! the reader has bipoc features! (maybe) ooc ghost, a bit of ghostsoap (platonic), hints of sex toward the end. kinda crackfic ig??

WORD COUNT — 1.173k

—★. . . SIMON loves him some you. that’s all there is to it. after a long while of being on base and completing missions for around six to eight months, he is more than ready to come to you. as soon as he walks through the door, you would give him time to set his things down.

— there is no telling what he’s seen while being gone so you do give him some space until he’s comfortable enough to bring you into a small hug with his forehead pressed against yours.

— he’d keep his mask on for a bit and then take it off once he feel he’s settled. your way of comforting him is by cooking him a big meal. he’s a sucker for your cooking but you’ll never hear him say it. he’ll unknowingly show it sometimes though. cooking was also your love language, and he did have a hard time with his feelings so you like to express yours through cooking instead of overwhelming him with questions.

— simon would give you small signals instead of telling you that he wants you to be closer to him. like he may stare at you and wait until you ask or just gently nudge his leg or head against yours. he has a habit of tapping his finger against your thigh or caressing your knee.

— he doesn’t hate when you call him your soft pretty boy. may make him a bit uncomfortable because he’s never really been called pretty before, but he doesn’t say anything really. whenever you get the chance you will always tell him that he’s handsome or as you’d say sometimes, “you’re so damn fine simon.”

— you would do so while stroking his face with your thumb, “you’re really such a soft beautiful man”, to which he’d grunt out. “m’ not soft. i’m a fucking killer.”, simon would try to take on his usual lieutenant voice but with the way you stare at him it’s kinda hard to do so.

— it’s been military food and mre’s the entire times he’s been gone and he hated it to his core. he started to loathe only using salt and pepper to give his food a bit of seasoning. there were some days where he didn’t eat at all and lived off water but he knew if you figured out you would probably kick his ass.

— nonetheless you cook your man a hearty dinner that could probably feed then entire 141st task force. simon is a big man so he would probably go back for seconds or thirds while he talks about the scottish soldier he “hates”.

— “you said he’s scottish right baby?” — “mm.”, simon would talk about soap a lot and you started to see that he may have taken a liking to the scottish man. what was even funnier about the whole interaction is when he attempted the accent.

— “ he’s a good man. likes my army humor.”, he mutters while side eyeing you. you didn’t think they were funny. like at all. you always told him he wasn’t good at telling jokes and you meant it. but he didn’t care of course, he’d tell them to tease you and for his own pleasure.

— not that it matters but, he would let you clean his finger nails. simon wasn’t a dirty man (non sexual wise) but there were days where he wasn’t able to shower at all. especially when it came to missions. he was use to living with his own stink for a long period of time. and you hated it. but you know it came with the job.

— anyways, when he’s home from base he would give you his hands and let you clean the dirt from his nails. it was a pet peeve of yours, and you hated dirty nails. it took a while for him to trust you but he was kind of use to things like this when it came to you.

— you even washed his gloves and masks before. at first he was reluctant, with his mindset he only thought, “why in fucking hell do my nails need to be cleaned? i carry a gun for god sakes”, but you instantly hit him back with, “you’re not sticking them dirty ass fingers in my pussy simon.”, and he goes quiet immediately.

— imagine soap accidentally peeping ghosts hands one day, when he’s without his gloves. he was slightly intrigued and wanted to know why his l.t kept his nails so good looking. if only he knew though.

— likes it when you kiss his scars and run your fingers through his hair especially when your nails are done, reassure him too. you know he doesn’t do much talking unless necessary but your gestures and actions of comfort are enough to calm him. he likes to take in your scent when you’re both close.

— showering together would be the best part of this all. this is usually where the sex starts to roll in. he hasn’t been able to touch you in months. now that you were here in front of him all naked and wet with his 6’4 figure towering over you — he was gonna lay it all on you here and now. aaand maybe in the bedroom.

— he’d try to be slick about it first. wrapping his arms around you slow and kissing your neck while you let the water cover your bodies. and you’d press right against him with a grin because you knew exactly how this man moved.

— “can’t keep your hands to yourself for long hm?” — “damn right sweetheart.”, and you would never turn him down because you’d been missing him too. simon wasn’t one for making love most of the time. I feel like he’d only do it if he was put in a life or death situation on a mission, but ghost isn’t one to get scared about those things.

— anyways simon would start off slow and sensual at first, dick pressed firmly against your backside as his hands make purchase on your throat and his lips attaching themselves to whatever part of your skin they could. his hard body molded right against yours.

— his first night back would be filled with him making you cum more than one time, loves giving head more than receiving. he’ll lap at your puffy pussy until his mouth and jaw are covered in your release. begging wouldn’t stop this man at all, when he’s hungry he’s gonna eat.

— simon would breed your pussy to the point where your folds would be coated in both of your juices and a white ring would form around his cock every time he pushed into you. it would be kinda crazy to ask if he was trying to give you a baby with the way he was fucking you.

— he would take you nice and deep in missionary first, thick brown legs on his broad shoulders while his hips moved at a punishing pace, your pretty tits bouncing with every thrust he delivered. you would be pretty loud, simon would fuck all the shit he’s built up right into your creamy cunt until you’re shaking and reduced to nothing but mumbling whimpers.

— doggy style would be his favorite. he feels like he can take you deeper from that position, and you would agree. months away from you and it was like welcoming home a dog in heat. you would both agree that sex is better when he’s been away for a long time. sex is always good with simon regardless of that fact though.

— back arched to perfection and ass high in the air just for him, nails digging into the pillow as he took you from behind like an animal. his firm hands on your waist as his pelvis collided with your ass—and the recoil is what would turn him on the most. simon is an ass man, no doubt.

— “fuck. thats right, take this cock.” - “good girl.” , simon will let out subtle praises, groans, and the deepest whimpers in your ears. very hot coming from him. and you love it. you will fully indulge in his kinks because you loved pleasuring him more.

— you also love hearing simon talk you through sex. brought you to an orgasm faster than you could think, maybe it was his heavy accented voice or the way he had that he would speak really low and deep to you while knocking the mario coins out of your pussy.

— when he asks “who’s pussy is this?” or “you’re all fucked out love”, it really takes a toll on you. anything this man does with buried inside your sex can make you cum. he had that affect on you and he knew it.

𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗥©

[getcozylove]

ᴍᴏᴛʜ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ʜᴄꜱ

"I don't do drugs, I am drugs"

Moth who lives up to his name pestering and annoying you literally like a bug. Bothering you to the end of the earth, whether it's making snarky comments or taking your notebook during class (its all out of love <3 )

Moth who’s a stoner and is practically high all the time, his memory being like one of a goldfish and not making coherent sentences half the time but at least you get to know his true colors right?

Moth who starts smoking and using drugs less after dating you, your more addictive than any drug known to humankind anyways

Moth who gets pissed easily and won’t hesitate to beat the shit out of anyone who messes with you or is in a 3 ft radius near you

Moth who has an orange tabby cat which the both of you sleep with while you cuddle

Moth who is really stressed prone despite his idgaf attitude, needing lots of reassurance constantly

Moth who secretly plays guitar and makes you songs occasionally

Moth who has the sweetest little sister, forcing you to play tea party or whatever imaginary world she’s made up in her head every time you visit

Moth probably does that thing where he takes a hit and blows it into your mouth

Moth who will sneak into your bedroom window if you can’t sleep or if he misses you

Moth who is the horniest mother fuck alive when he's high, which is 24/7 so you're in for long ride

Moth who does graffiti and drags you to do it with him

Moth who is surprisingly good at cutting hair and gives you haircuts or hairstyles

[enchantedchocolatebars]

🐶 Pugsheen The Dog Headcanons 🦴

• His favorite things in the entire world are being called a "good boy" and getting tummy scratches.

• If you give him his favorite treats like dog biscuits and donuts, as well as dog toys, he'll love you forever.

• He'll sniff the butt of others to show that he wants to be their friend.

• If his ball is stuck somewhere he can't reach, he'll bark at you for hours to retrieve it.

• Outside time is his favorite time since he gets to play with you and other people and socialize with other dogs.

• He will chase both his tail and the mailman.

• He loves to take rides on this thing.

• He has the ability to flap his ears like wings and fly.

• Pusheen The Cat is one of his closest and fondest friends.

• He has a beating heart as well as a puptastic family.

[mogai-headcanons]

icon id: 10 icons in 5 pairs. in each pair, both icons have the listed flags in order in the background and the left icon has an image of the listed character with a white outline and a black shadow. end id.

banner id: a 1500x150 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting’ in large white text in the center. end id.

Leon from Pokemon is an autistic demiromantic panromantic acespike MLM gay trans transmasculine princecoric genderfluid person with NPD, ADHD, PTSD, and hypersexuality who uses he/him, xe/xem,👑/👑s, and 💜/💜s pronouns, and he's dating Sonia!

Hop is an autistic bisexual gay transmasculine nonbinary princegender catgender pupgender birdgender bungender faunagender person with ADHD, anxiety, and POTS who uses he/him, they/them, prince/princes, pounce/pounces, mew/mews, pup/pups, bark/barks, chirp/chirps, bun/buns, and it/its pronouns!

Allister is an autistic nebularomantic gay trans genderhoarder pronounhoarder bunpancakic voidcute crypticoric autigender greygender voidgender horrorcoric person with psychosis, paranoia, anxiety, and social anxiety who uses ghost/ghosts, it/its, 👻/👻s, they/them, void/voids, he/him, and xe/xem pronouns!

Piers is an autistic queer MLM arospec greyromantic demisexual aroace bi gay transfeminine transmasculine punkgender gothgender bigender person who uses he/him, she/her, punk/punks, dark/darks, and it/its pronouns!

Raihan is a neurodivergent MLM homoromantic omnigay trans transmasculine genderhoarder nonbinary liminalgender dragongender cryptidcoric person with BPD who uses he/him, it/its, xe/xem, dragon/dragons, fae/faer, 🧡/🧡s, and 🔥/🔥s pronouns!

dni link | requested by 🌈🦴⛓️ anon

[fluffyfairyzz]

transfem baal will be real in 5 minutes!!!!!

I played around with this a lot! i like how it turned out :D!!

[puppycassie]

Hey! Sorry for asking but I love the way you write YBG'S headcannons so I was wondering...

How would Peter react to us walking in our sleep? (I tend to sleepwalk every now and then, specially when I'm out of my comfort zone, so this could be pretty interesting)

♡ i'm so glad you like it, sweetheart!! no need to apologise, I love love love getting asks , here you go!!

! even though there's no nsfw in this, your boyfriend is an 18+ game, so the 18+ only rule still applies lovelies <3 ! 🎀🩷

some of my headcanons for peter with a sleepwalking reader ♡

♡ would honestly find it so adorable, chuckling at you slightly before doing anything else

♡ follows you around, he couldn't live with himself if he let his darling get hurt after all

♡ scoops you up in his arms gently and presses kisses to your forehead before carrying you back to bed with him

♡ sometimes records it and shows it to you in the morning, telling you how cute you looked

♡ of course, this embarrasses you slightly, but that makes it even more fun for peter "awe, you're so shy, baby,"

♡ speaks to you sweetly in your half conscious state

♡ sometimes says things that he wouldn't normally say to you when you're fully awake, enjoying the risk of if you'd remember it or not

♡ "where are you going, sleepyhead?"

♡ won't let himself fall asleep until he's completely sure that you're settled, not wanting you to accidentally slip or hurt yourself

♡ holds you tightly once you're back in bed with him, wrapping his arms around you and holding you against him

♡ if he knew that it was something that occurred when you were uncomfortable, he would do his best to soothe you

♡ "shh, its okay, precious." "I've got you." "just get some rest, I'm right here"

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thank you for the request, lovely anon ♡

[beachreg]

⊹₊⟡⋆ cg!lottie matthews hcs!!

here's a few cg!lottie thoughts/hcs!! I need to rewatch yj and get more familiar with characters that aren't Jackie, lol, but I think I will be making more yj centered stuff for other characters once I do!!

⊹₊⟡⋆ taglist: @kings-paintbrush (if anyone else would like to be added for future works, lmk!! :D)

⟡ loves letting you run around and play at her parents house when they're away, it fills the usually empty space with life

⟡ also likes to take you out to shops and other places so you aren’t just inside all the time

⟡ ^ definitely takes you for hikes/walks!!

⟡ she knows what it's like to have bad days, so she makes sure you know you're supported and can let your bad feelings out whenever you need to

⟡ loves to read to you and tell you stories

⟡ most of the toys she has for you are simple and well loved, such as paper dolls and wooden animals

⟡ always making sure you’re taking care of yourself (physically and mentally)

⟡ lets you sit on the bench during practice/games

⟡ makes sure you're eating lots of healthy meals and snacks, but doesn't mind when you want something sweet

⟡ totally content with just watching cartoons/laying in bed all day if you are low on energy

⟡ doesn't like to be strict but does enforce a bedtime to make sure you get plenty of rest!!

[chiknnodlsuop]

a world where neurodiversity is the norm and neurotypical is a minority

Stu: - Schizophrenia

-ADHD

-BPD

Billy:

-Psychotic

-Anti-Social personality disorder

Randy:

-AUTISM.

Sidney:

-PTSD

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

PURLY FLUFF ANYTHING PLEASE!!!

Workin' On A Project

A/N: This was pretty self-indulgent, so I'm gonna put these two together and hope that y'all enjoy this as much as I did. I really love writing these two and look forward to being able to write for them more often in the future! If you a smidge of Tarry at the end...well maybe you see something, maybe you don't. Who knows?

Pony shuffled his feet, waiting for the door to the Shepard house to open. He squeezed the strap to his backpack, tossed haphazardly over his shoulder and filled with everything he’d need for the History project, and looked down at the porch. The sound of muffled yelling and footsteps came from inside and Pony looked up as the door began to open, only to be met with Tim Shepard instead of Curly.

Tim raised an unamused brow and leaned up against the door frame, looking over Ponyboy through the screen door. He took a long drag of his cigarette. “You want something, Curtis?”

Pony cleared his throat and spun a little to show Tim his backpack. “Curly and I got a project to work on. He said I could come over today and we’d work on it.”

“He said that?” Tim echoed in a mocking tone, blinking owlishly and not moving from the doorway. “Well, shoot, I guess if Curly said so.”

“Tim! I said I’d get it!”

Curly’s voice was accompanied by his footsteps thundering down the stairs and he came into view only a moment later, with bare feet and ungreased hair, shoving his brother away from the front door and opening the screen door. Tim muttered something in Spanish Pony couldn’t quite catch before he walked away and Curly snapped back in Spanish as he dragged Pony inside by his sleeve.

“If now’s a bad time,” Pony started, looking between Curly and Tim’s retreating figure, “I can come back later or we can just work on this at school.”

“It ain’t a bad time, Tim’s just being an’ asshole,” Curly said. He raised his voice at the end and Pony could hear Tim muttering quietly as Curly pulled him toward the staircase.

Curly went up first, keeping one hand on Ponyboy’s sleeve as he led him upstairs, taking the familiar path back to his bedroom. The Shepard house wasn’t big by any stretch of the imagination, none of the houses in greaser neighborhoods were, but it had two floors and three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a big living room. Angela had her own room, but the two boys shared a bedroom, all three of them choosing to avoid their parents’ old room.

Angela’s door was closed as Curly tugged Pony along, but Curly gave three sharp raps anyway and Angela shouted out something else in Spanish that Pony didn’t catch.

“Why can't y'all ever talk in English? Do you have to talk in Spanish all the time?” Pony muttered as he pulled away from Curly’s grip and adjusted his backpack over his shoulders.

Curly grinned wolfishly. “Por supuesto, muñeco. Es mas divertido.”

Ponyboy rolled his eyes. Curly, undeterred, continued down the hallway and pushed open his bedroom door, ducking inside without waiting for Pony. The youngest Curtis followed anyway and shook his head as Curly flopped down onto his bed. Pony took a seat on the floor and tugged out his textbooks, spreading them out on the floor in front of himself.

“What are you doin’?” Curly asked from above him.

“Gettin’ our project stuff together,” Ponyboy reminded without looking back. “It’s due by the end of the week and it’s already Tuesday.”

Curly’s fingers brushed over the side of Ponyboy’s neck and he only jumped a little bit, startled by the gentle touch as he glanced back at the greaser to find him smirking.

“You didn’t think I invited you over to really work on that project, did you, Ponybabe?”

Of course not. Ponyboy wasn’t that stupid. But this project had to get done and Ponyboy was going to get it done, regardless of whether or not Curly helped out. He batted away Curly’s hand as the hood started to trace the shell of his ear and began to flip through the bulky history textbook.

“We’ve gotta read these pages,” Ponyboy said pointedly, tapping at the assigned passages and reaching for his notebook. “Then we gotta answer all the questions she put up on the board. You remember those?”

“You’re jokin’.”

“She talked about ‘em for twenty minutes, Curls, you’re tellin’ me you don’t remember them?”

“I remember you were wearin’ that one green shirt you got, made your eyes look greener than they normally do.”

“Shut up.”

“What? I’m tellin’ you what I remember!”

Ponyboy sighed and pulled his textbook closer. He scanned the two pages quickly before scrawling his name across the top of a fresh page in his notebook.

“You’re not gonna add my name?” Curly asked, poking at the back of Ponyboy’s head.

“Are you gonna keep botherin’ me?”

Curly huffed and withdrew his hand. Ponyboy waited a moment before adding Curly’s name to the header.

They sat in silence for a minute, Pony starting to answer the questions they’d been assigned and Curly staring at the ceiling, sprawled out in his bed. The peace only lasted a minute. Curly ran his fingers over Pony’s neck again and toyed with the collar of his shirt, slipping his fingers beneath it and reaching for Pony’s collarbones.

“Curly,” Pony chided, shoving the middle Shepard’s hand away. “We’re workin’ on the project.”

“You’re workin’ on the project,” Curly corrected. He slid his hand back and brushed his thumb over the spot beneath Pony’s ear, nudging at his chin. “I’m workin’ on gettin’ you up here with me.”

Ponyboy, to his credit, kept back the shudder of excitement as Curly tipped his head back, forcing Ponyboy to turn and face him. Dark cobalt met green-gray and Curly smiled, lazy and pleased.

“You wanna sit up here with me?” Curly offered, running his thumb back and forth over Pony’s jaw rhythmically. “We can work on that project later.”

“Your sister’s across the hall,” Pony murmured. He didn’t pull away. “Your brother’s downstairs.”

Curly raised his eyebrow and Pony realized just how similar he and his brother looked. “And?”

“They already don’t like me, Curly, you know that. I don’t need to give them anythin’ else to hate me for.”

Squeezing Pony’s chin once, Curly let go and shifted on the bed. “Get up here, ya idiot.”

Pony did as he was told. As he stood, Curly shifted to sit up against the headboard, leaving plenty of space for Ponyboy to take a seat. Pony sat by Curly’s feet, but after one look at the pouty look on Curly’s face, checked that the door was closed before sliding into the hood’s lap.

“Better,” Curly murmured. He reached up and cupped Pony’s face in his hands before pulling Ponyboy down into an uncharacteristically sweet kiss. Pony’s hands found Curly’s middle, resting over his stomach as he leaned into the kiss. When they broke apart, Curly gave Pony’s jaw another soft squeeze. “My brother an’ sister like you just fine, I promise you.”

“They got a funny way of showing it,” Pony mumbled. He tipped his face into Curly’s hands, pressing a kiss to the hood’s palm.

“They’re funny people,” Curly replied easily. “They don’t hate you. Honest.”

Ponyboy let out a small huff and closed his eyes for a moment, tucking his nose to the warm inside of Curly’s hand. He stayed there, breathing gently before he opened his eyes again and glanced at Curly through his eyelashes.

“Pony,” Curly whispered, voice low and soft. “For somebody who’s been actin’ like he don’t wanna do nothin’ with me, you’re lookin’ at me like you really wanna do somethin’.”

With a quiet laugh, Ponyboy leaned in to give Curly another kiss.

An hour or two later, as it was getting close to dinner time, Ponyboy pulled himself away from Curly, causing the hood to let out a bothered whine. While they had spent the majority of their time in Curly’s bed, exchanging kisses and holding onto each other, Ponyboy had managed to get the majority of the project done. After bribing Curly with a few kisses, the hood allowed Ponyboy to continue working on the history assignment, provided that Curly could hold onto him and press the occasional kiss to his neck.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Curly asked as Pony climbed out of his bed. Curly’s voice was rough and he blinked in confusion as Pony started to shove the books on the floor back into his backpack.

“Home, Curls,” Ponyboy replied in an equally rough voice. “Darry wants me home by dinner and I don’t wanna get screamed at for comin’ home late.”

“You want me to walk you home?” Curly asked, pushing up onto his elbows and swinging his legs off the bed.

Pony shook his head and swung his backpack over his shoulder, eyes scanning the floor to make sure he hadn’t forgotten anything. “You don’t have to. Wouldn’t want you gettin’ jumped on the way back cause it’ll probably be dark by then. Ain’t like I got to walk far anyway, we only live a few blocks over.”

Curly flashed a smug smile. “Anybody who tries jumpin’ me’ll get exactly what they deserve.”

Snorting, Pony pushed weakly at Curly’s chest, smiling when the hood flopped dramatically onto his back. “Easy, killer. I’ll be fine. I’ll see you tomorrow at school, alright?”

“Alright,” Curly replied, smiling back. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Pony bent to give him one more quick kiss before he turned to leave, waving quickly before slipping into the hallway and hopping down the stairs. He headed for the door, shifting his backpack over his shoulder when Tim’s voice sounded from somewhere out of sight.

“Curtis, hold up.”

Not having a death wish, Ponyboy stopped and turned, looking for the eldest Shepard. Tim appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, another cigarette between his lips.

“Yeah?”

“Do me a favor, kid,” Tim said, blowing smoke out from the corner of his mouth.

“Yeah?”

“Next time you come over, bring your brother.”

Pony blinked. “Which- which one?”

Tim huffed a laugh and rolled his eyes like the answer to Pony’s question was obvious. “The big one.”

“Darry?” Ponyboy asked. “Why?”

“Doesn’t matter.” Tim took another long drag of his cigarette. “Now get outta here ‘fore that brother o’ yours comes down here lookin’ for you.”

Pony nodded jerkily and continued to go for the door, closing the heavy one behind him and letting the screen door slam shut on top of that. Whatever was going on between Tim and Dare…Pony didn’t want to know. He shook the thought from his head and started down the sidewalk, heading for home.

[abyssembraced]

Thinking about Magolor telling Papyrus about Merry Magoland and him being totally on board and excited about everything dgshshf

"Merry Magoland has everything you could ever want! Explosions, violence, weapons... It's all so much fun!"

"WOWIE! DO YOU HAVE SPIKES, TOO?"

"Sure do!"

"YES, THE PILLARS OF YOUTH!!! NYEH HEH HEH!"

"YOU HAVE CONVINCED ME, TINY FLOATING CAT! WE MUST VISIT YOUR AMUSEMENT PARK AT ONCE!!"

[ballercollective]

Fun fact!

I love to project being sys [forgot the word for it lol] onto characters

That's why I made OJ have OSDD-1A, Paper BPD, Balloon UDD, Knife OSDD-1B, Clover DID, Blueberry PDID, etc.

I love to do this so much I had to rant to a discord bot about it

I still agree with everyone I listed being sys btw