#A Helping Hand

[cherrycolacowboy]

⬆️ literally the vibes for this au btw | random headcanons for mine and @aforeffective 's modern outsiders musical au: a helping hand | a ongoing masterlist will be posted at some point!! but for now here’s the og lore post

— first official blurb for this au -> here

hcs below the cut | pls feel free to send asks about this au or anything tbh i love yapping <3

For starters — pairings within this au: yellowcherry siblingism, marcia and chet siblingism, peril/parry, chetsoda, cherrybomb/cherrybob, martrip (for a min), marbit, pbj qpr, bevbrill

Overall vibes for this au: curtis bros are happy and healthy | modern au, socs & greasers are friends, found family, protectiveness, hurt/comfort, fix it fic, no one dies (besides curtis parents)

paul gave darry space after his parents died and it soo difficult and hard but he felt like it was what was best (it wasn’t!)

paul exclusively calls cherry baby bc thats his little sister like not by blood but that doesnt matter - cherry practically lives at pauls place (they cuddle like soda and pony do)

no one else is allowed to call cherry baby bc thats pauls name for her - like when her and bob started dating he called baby once one time and cherry like physically gagged bc what..... ur not Paul and she told him he has to call her something else and bob calls her darling and she lovessssss it heheh (cherry calls bob angel, the boy geeks out)

bob is so confused why cherry is nice to these greaser kids and even more confused that their gang is showing up at Paul’s house??? (I imagine bob says something smart to pony and dally literally almost fights him — the beginning stages)

one day randomly the soc gal trio and ace raid paul's closet and make pony try different soc boy fits (marcia posts pics on her priv story and two screenshots them and sends them to dally and johnny and everyone dunks on pony and pony is like they made me!!!!!!)

pbj qpr <3 trust!!! (beginning stages, happening the background but relevant, they r literally soulmates ur honor)

to annoy bob, pony (and sometimes johnny when hes feeling sassy) will call bob "king soc" bc it pisses him off so much (pony who stole it from marcia who stole it from trip)

chetsoda are lowkey will they wont they vibes (chet looks at soda like he hung the damn moon... and soda looks at him the same way - they subtle about it (no they aren't))

darry feels forever indebted to Paul bc what.... this kid uplifted his life and took in his kid bros and by association their gang, darry is going to be the best bf ever (not that he wouldn't be otherwise but it further motivates him)

darry still works bc thats where he gets a sense of purpose from but not as many hours bc of paul (thank u pauls parents yall suck usually)

pony is trying to convince darry to at least go to a local community college and get some gen eds done so he can transfer someplace else after 2 years - bc darry deserves to get out (paul agrees with pony about this idea)

idk what the scenario is exactly — but as pony and paul get closer - he starts having nightmares and the one night he wakes up screaming - he doesn't want soda, he doesn't want darry, he doesn't even want Johnny, he wants Paul.... in this moment paul realizes that like oh my god this kid is my family and I would die for him (trust there will be a blurb for this)

dally and johnny are alive and the rest of the gang is sooooo sus of Paul in the beginning, like when he suggets the idea to darry, darry obvi tells the gang and dally flips out bc what do u mean ur moving to the westside with ur ex bf bc u dont have custody and the state hates u (dally threatens to kill Pau (protective big bro dally truthers rise) — like literally imagine the scene w darry and dally in the musical... thats it and paul just takes it because like he is not going to hurt darrys family (there will be a blurb for this — in the works :D )

ace feels so betrayed by darrel and def distances herself for a bit but marcia extends an olive branch to her by saying they can get dunkin and yap and pony can come w them (pony and ace besties truther) and with time ace becomes more comfy but still heistant (shes trying for her family and two-bit bc two is so in love with marcia and marcia clearly cares about two) (marbit my beloveds!)

cherrybomb is alive and well btw (paul threatened to kill bob if he hurts cherry in any capacity <3)

when the curtis bros first moved in with paul they were literally floored at all the space within the house (paul's parents are never home bc work and they just wire him money tbh) like pony was overwhelmed and had to go for a walk bc like what.... he never had this much space ever at all, he doesnt even know how to react

despite pauls kindness, pony is heistant to get close with him bc of the divide (but like the older boy took them in?? he must care right? or at the very least care about darrel…. pony is conflicted but wants to try for darrel’s sake)

soda definitely threatened paul — in the way of like if he fucks with darry he’s dead (feralsoda my beloved)

marcia pony and cherry bestie trio btw -> they literally hang all the time at paul's place - they loveeeeeeee gossip

the soc gang (cherry, Paul, chet, marcia, sometimes bob bev and brill ngl) - but mostly bevbrill and bob took awhile to warm up to the curtis's even now they aren't besties but they are civil for paul's sake because they can see how happy he is with darry

chet and bob have the biggest beef bc paul collects little siblings like pokemon (the 2 younger curtis's, cherry, bob, chet, Marcia lowkey, bev lowkey) and chet is jealous of bob and bob is jealous of chet for pauls attention and the only reason bob hasn't decked baker is bc paul (once again) threatened to kill bob

marcia and cherry call ponyboy "cowboy" bc of how when he first met marcia she called both him and johnny "outlaws" (pony geeks everytime bc he lovessss cowboys)

brill & bob love playing geoguessr together

chet and pony yap about rdr1 and rdr2 so much and they play it over at pauls house on pauls ps5

chet plays bball and football (he loves basketball more!)

[specific-dreamer]

@cherrycolacowboy here is my first official cherrybomb submission for a helping hand au (except i tried finding time accurate/aesthetic pics so we’ll pretend bob likes a good aesthetic)

i gotta find it again but i saw a post that was like paul threatened bob when cherrybomb got together and my immediate thought was “who are you talking to rn” and i had to get to work

[dark-fics-4-you]

feeling bored and i would love to hear your dark!rafe headcanons (any theme, best friend, step bro, stalker, etc.), maybe riff on them with a short blurb perhaps 👀 pls send asks <333//

Rafe step bro 👉👈🥺 makes me feel petite & Smol

(I'm 5'9😭😭)

A Helping Hand

On tippie toes, you reached for the top of the cabinet, letting out a frustrated sigh when you couldn’t grab the chips you wanted.

You turned to your step brother, sitting at the table and looking at his phone.

“Raaafe!” You pouted when he met your eyes.

“What?” He said, annoyance written all over his face as he rolled his eyes before glancing back at his phone.

“Can you grab the chips for me?” You put on your best puppy dogs eyes, pleading with your older sibling.

Rafe let out a frustrated huff through his nose before shaking his head with a grin as he stood up.

You brushed your hand over your short skirt, pulling the material down a bit, as it had began to ride up when you were reaching for the chips.

He neared the counter and you pointed at the snack you wanted. The blond stepped closer, chest pressed to your back before reaching to the cabinet.

Your breath caught in your throat at the feeling of him so close to you. The familiar smell of his cologne and shampoo clouded your senses.

He leaned back, away from you, taking a step back as he dropped the chips on the counter in front of you. “There ya go, Y/N/N.”

“Thanks Rafe!” You beamed, turning to hug him tight, and he returned the hug, his head resting atop yours, nose pressed in to your hair. “You’re great!”

His hands rested around your waist, fingers brushing just under where your crop top ended and exposed skin began. “No prob.”

“Hey, did you wanna go golfing again today?” You asked with a smile as the two of you stepped apart. “I want to work on my swing. You could help me!”

“Sure thing, princess,” he drawled. “I can make sure you’ve got the right form. You’re so lucky to have me around to teach you this stuff.”

“I really am! You’re the best brother ever!”

His smile fell slightly at that and he let out a humorless chuckle, “step-brother. Now let’s head out soon, do you wanna wear one of your little golf outfits I got you?”

“Yeah! That’s a great idea!” You grinned, giving Rafe another quick hug before running upstairs to change into an even skimpier outfit of his choosing.

[krumpkin]

A great quote and I've seen a few people that could learn something from this 🙄.

[darkimaginativeplace]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Itadori Yuuji/Everyone, Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Itadori Yuuji/Kugisaki Nobara, (implied) Kugisaki Nobara/Zenin Maki, Itadori Yuuji/Toudou Aoi, Itadori Yuuji/Miwa Kasumi, Itadori Yuuji/Zenin Mai, Itadori Yuuji/Kamo Noritoshi, Itadori Yuuji/Nishimiya Momo, (many of these are a 'not really' kind of deal) Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Toudou Aoi (Jujutsu Kaisen), Kamo Noritoshi, Zenin Maki, Zenin Mai, Miwa Kasumi, Ijichi Kiyotaka, Nishimiya Momo, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Muta Kokichi | Mechamaru, Inumaki Toge Additional Tags: Aged-Up Character(s), everyone is of legal age, (almost) everyone has a little crush on Yuuji, yuuji is stupid, this whole thing is stupid, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna is a Little Shit, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna is So Done, not ace not sex-repulsed but a secret third thing (an a-hole), sex comedy, Comedy, Hand Jobs, Praise Kink, Fushiguro Megumi Loves Itadori Yuuji, (if you squint), Itadori Yuuji is a dumbass, Cockblocking, Masturbation Interruptus, Blue Balls, many blue balls, threats of genital mutilation, itadori yuuji is bi, Itadori Yuuji can't catch a break, Sexual Frustration, unbetaed we die like... someone, Massage, Prostate Massage, Frottage, Anal Fingering, Anal Play, Butt Plugs, (minor) rimming, Size Kink, (minor) belly kink, Nipple Licking, Nipple Play

Summary: Sukuna decides to torture Yuuji in the pettiest way he can think of: by not letting him jerk off in peace.

(art credits to @bornfreakdraws​ aka me)

[ras-favourite-balor]

// <<ESTABLISHING OPEN COMMUNICATIONS CHANNEL>> // <<CONNECTED>> WARNING:: MULTIPLE MEDIUM-SCALE SHIPS INBOUND INTO SPACE SECTOR.

"HEY HEY BIG MAN!! we noticed your little wreckage here, you look pretty banged up, huh? i sure do wonder what caused that, but i dont think anyone will ever find out. why you may ask? well we're gonna take you apart like a puzzle! bit by bit - then we'll kill ya, probably, maybe send a proxy over to union to collect the bounties on your head, gannascus. hope you dont take it personal big man, but your head could provide for all of us. try not to fight back too much, id hate to sell subpar amounts of ammunition from your gunnery section." - Havran.

Brigand's voice is hard, but his weariness and exhaustion is nonetheless obvious. He speaks and Demeter's Bounty bristles with gunpoints, unfolding and tracking the inbound fleet. The basilisk projector unfurls, shakily, like a nervous, mechanical flower.

[BRIGAND} HAVRAN? I ASSURE YOU THIS IS NO WRECK. WHY DON'T YOU GO BACK TO WHATEVER GLISS DEN YOU CRAWLED OUT OF.

Light's across the ship flicker as the basilisk projector hums. Lightning jumps from limb to limb of the projector, building a tree of plasma. On the bridge, the crew whisper, they know there is not enough energy to fire the projector. In the ships current state, doing so would fry the grid at the least. At worst it core the reactor. . .

[BRIGAND} EVEN BETTER, YOU'VE FOUND ME IN A RARE AND MERCIFUL MOOD, HOW DOES 500'000 MANNA SOUND? ENOUGH TO KEEP YOU IN GLISS FOR A COUPLE MONTHS AT LEAST?

Anyone who knows Brigand well would hear the tremor in his voice, the shaky breaths in. Those barely audible ques of desperation, the basilisk is a bluff, probably. . .

[BRIGAND} SHOULD YOU DECLINE I WILL TURN YOU AND YOUR PITIFUL CREW TO BABBLING HUSKS; CHUM TO FEED THE VOID.

Perhaps it isn't a bluff, maybe hes desperate enough, broken enough. But Brigand has never been the martyring type, it's a gamble, and not in his favour. . .

The basilisk hums. . .

Alarms go off in engineering. . .

[rhetthammersmithhorror]

Monster Heaven: Ghost Hero | 1990

[thedragon-and-hisboy]

If you have one, can ya share a snippet from A Helping Hand? I am verrry intrigued 👀

Hoo hoo hoo OK one sec

Hiccup flushed. “Um, no. I don’t train. The other kids… don’t like me.”

Rhagvir’s face fell. “Don’t like you? How could they think that?”

He shrugged. “They just think I’m a runt and I’m not worth time to talk to.”

“But you’re the heir!” Rhagvir said incredulously, sitting back down and staring at Hiccup. “That is an outrageous insult! Surely your father has stepped in?”

Hiccup tried not to laugh bitterly. “No, he actually agrees with them. I think my father is a different man than you remember, Rhagvir.”

The visitor’s face hardened. “I will have to speak with him about that. It’s disgraceful.”

“Don’t go out of your way for me,” Hiccup said hurriedly. He hated to think of how his father would yell if he knew Hiccup was speaking ill of him behind his back.

“Don’t worry,” Rhagvir said, reaching across the table and gripping Hiccup’s shoulder. “We’re old friends; I can speak with him about anything.”

“Okay,” Hiccup said warily. He’d take the long way home tonight from wherever he went so that his father had time to cool down.

Hee hee it's gonna get interesting >:3 don't worry, stoick isn't a total villain in this one!!

[perksofbeingpoet]

pov you accidentally flirt with your partner in crime (you're not referring to sex, you're referring to last night where you had to order him through stitching his stab wound)

[thevillainswhore]

What about a helping hand👀🤭💫

Ray, you’re killing me!! 🤣

As mentioned, a helping hand is a fic featuring both of our hunky super soldiers and the reader. I’m very excited about this one, so I’m keeping my cards close to my chest… 🤭

But I will say that our Bucky boy is a little inexperienced in the intimacy department since his reformation from the winter soldier. And who better to confide in than his best friend Steve? Especially when the one thing that has peeked Bucky’s interest is little ol’ you 👀

[cherrycolacowboy]

Walk with me — might write a further in depth blurb about this maybe if anyone wants it lol but basically so within the helping hand au — idc if it’s ooc to paul or cherry bc like it’s literally a modern au (WOMP WOMP WHO CARES THESE PPL ARENT REAL!!!!)

but like this is so them ): 💛🍒

the idea of “the hands that cradled your face and tilted it upwards to kiss your forehead are soaked in unfathomable quantities of blood.” Being Paul because he used to fight and how people view him as a mean soc but he truly has changed and doesn’t hurt greasers anymore and is friends with them even — but at times he gets in his head and thinks he doesn’t deserve Cherry as a sister and will nonverbally express that by distancing himself ):

“But they cradled me, yes?” Being Cherry and the she’s so sad when Paul gets in his head but she understands because she’s similar in that sense (spirals and overthinks) — and having to get Paul out of his head by just being like “those same hands cradled me, and took care of me for years” and explain to him that he is getting better and he’s not the mean boy he could’ve been because he’s being good to greasers and he’s made amends with darrel and literally adopted pony and soda — he didn’t have to do that???? cherry proving to Paul that he’s good and they both know the last thing they want is to be apart from one another ))):

[mellowfluffy]

I don't know how, but I lost myself in fandom... Well. Well. Well. Again u_u A little fanart of Reader from @x-amount-verbs 's fanfic: A Helping Hand, (mine new addiction okey? ) Trying things here, not sure of the result.

[howtodrawyourdragon]

A Helping Hand

Summary: Written for July Break Flash Bingo 2024. Set in a Modern AU. Hiccup struggles as the pain in his leg is especially bad today. Good thing there's a helping hand nearby.

Warnings: /

Rating: Teen and Up

Prompt: Location: Parking Lot

Words: 910

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Astrid, Eret

Pairing: Hiccstrid, Eretcup

Author's Notes: The first JBB prompt I wrote for in general, no idea why it took me this long to post it.

Anyway, I've been posting some heavy whump as of late, so why not post a much lighter fic for today? :)

Enjoy!

The card and fic are under the Keep Reading.

-XOXOX-

Today is a bad day to go grocery shopping and Hiccup knew that before they left, but he assured Astrid that he would be fine.

He’s certainly regretting it now.

He’s trying not to lean too much on the cart as he limps around, following his fiancée. Astrid is pretty much running around, trying to get as many of the items on their list to cut this shopping trip short. The pain in his stump was less pleasant than usual earlier today, but after driving here and walking around Berk’s one and only supermarket for the past ten minutes, it has become so much more unbearable.

And Astrid is annoyed. Not with his pain, never with his pain, but with the fact that she trusts him to tell her when he can’t do certain things because of his leg and he didn’t do that today.

It’s so bad, the pain in his leg is giving him a migraine. And what doesn’t help are all the people trying not to stare at him.

He had a couple of plans, a few things to do, but it turns out he’ll be canceling all of it. He’ll be glad when they finally get home and he can crawl back into bed.

Eventually, Astrid manages to find the very last item on their list and then they head over to the register with a very full cart to pay for it all. Once all of their items have been scanned, Astrid tells him to go ahead and head for the car while she pays. He shouldn’t even bother to load any of the stuff up, she’ll take care of it.

Not feeling up to argue with her on that, he does as she suggests and heads out ahead of her. He limps out of the store and finds their car in the handicap spot. It is mercifully close.

Still, his limp draws enough attention. Particularly from a man who only moved here a couple of months ago.

“You need any help?” Eret asks. He was just about to walk into the supermarket himself when he spotted Hiccup struggling with the cart. The uneven terrain doesn’t exactly make it easy to use, not with an obviously painful leg.

Hiccup considers how stubborn he’s feeling in the moment before relinquishing the cart to him and nodding. Eret comes over and takes it from him. Crossing those last few meters together, Hiccup opens up the trunk of the car.

He and Astrid don’t use it often, just on days like these, when the alternative is walking across the city with a very achy stump.

“I got this, you go sit down,” Eret tells Hiccup when he attempts to help. The younger man shoots him a grateful smile and heads on over to the passenger seat in front. He’s not driving when his leg is like this, he’s not driving with a migraine, so he’s certainly not driving with both.

He drops into his seat, lies his head back and closes his eyes. They’re heavy, if he wasn’t in so much pain, he would be falling asleep right here as he waited for Astrid.

After barely any time at all, Eret has loaded up all their stuff and returned the cart. Hiccup knows he’s done when he appears at his still open door and gets his coin from the cart back.

“Sir,” he gives him a friendly, though playful smile. Hiccup returns it briefly, which takes more energy than he can spent.

“Thank you for helping out, Eret. I really appreciate it,” he thanks him, but all Eret does is flash him a smile and tell him to take care of himself before heading into the store himself.

In the side-view mirror, Hiccup watches him go.

Eret moved to Berk a good few months ago in the hopes of starting a new life. He hasn’t shared much about his old one, just that he’d made some bad decisions in the past, go involved in a job he hated and then came here when he quit it on a whim.

Currently, he’s working down at the docks as a fisherman.

Hiccup and Astrid are friends with him. Hiccup certainly since he’d gotten his number after that night of bowling with their entire friend group. And although Ruffnut tried very hard to get it all evening, Eret gave it to him just like that after a single conversation.

A moment later, Astrid plops down next to him in the driver’s side.

“I saw you had some help,” she mentions to him.

“Hm-hm.”

A moment of silence.

“Eret is such a hot piece of ass!” She states quietly, as if he’ll be able to hear them inside the car. Hiccup smiles before immediately regretting it and moaning miserably. His entire face is starting to hurt from the migraine.

“Don’t you think so?” Astrid asks as she starts the engine. She knows Hiccup has his number and Eret has his, she’s onboard with the idea of them.

“He’s nice to look at,” Hiccup admits. “But most importantly, he is nice.”

“I wouldn’t mind if he was nice to me, too,” Astrid admits to her fiancé and they share a smile before she drives out of their parking spot and leaves for home.

Inside the store, Eret can’t help but look back as well and watch as the two drive off. His day definitely made afte r an unexpected encounter with them.

-XOXOX-

[rmd-writes]

wip wednesday

thanks for the tags @three-drink-amy @jesuisici33 @carlos-in-glasses @alrightbuckaroo @heartstringsduet @obsessedwithdavrick

here’s something from a fic I’ll be posting this weekend:

“Shit.”

It’s then that TK recalls dropping his earring into the sink a few days ago and his frantic efforts to access the U-bend to retrieve it. When he mentioned the incident to his dad, he’d quipped that TK had better be sure that he’d reattached the pipes correctly or he’d have issues later. If he’s forced to tell his father about this, he’s going to be unbearable, declaring himself to be Nostradamus. He can’t let that happen.

TK wracks his brain trying to think about who might be close by and able to help him right now but draws a blank as he stares at his phone. His gaze focuses on a yellow and black logo. Bingo. It’s worth a shot. 

wanna share what you’re working on @welcometololaland @liminalmemories21 @rosedavid @cha-melodius @orchidscript @hippolotamus @maxbegone @sunshinestrand @wordthieve @never-blooms @freneticfloetry? And here’s an open tag for anyone else who wants to share, no matter what day it is 💖

[darkimaginativeplace]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Itadori Yuuji/Everyone, Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Itadori Yuuji/Kugisaki Nobara, (IMPLIED), Kugisaki Nobara/Zenin Maki, Itadori Yuuji/Toudou Aoi, Itadori Yuuji/Miwa Kasumi, Itadori Yuuji/Zenin Mai, Itadori Yuuji/Kamo Noritoshi, Itadori Yuuji/Nishimiya Momo, (many of these are a 'not really' kind of deal)

Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Toudou Aoi (Jujutsu Kaisen), Kamo Noritoshi, Zenin Maki, Zenin Mai, Miwa Kasumi, Ijichi Kiyotaka, Nishimiya Momo, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Muta Kokichi | Mechamaru, Inumaki Toge Additional Tags: (almost) everyone has a little crush on Yuuji, yuuji is stupid, this whole thing is stupid, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna is a Little Shit, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna is So Done, not ace not sex-repulsed but a secret third thing (an a-hole), sex comedy, Comedy, Hand Jobs, Praise Kink, Fushiguro Megumi Loves Itadori Yuuji, (if you squint), Itadori Yuuji is a dumbass, Cockblocking, Masturbation Interruptus, Blue Balls, many blue balls, Aged-Up Character(s), everyone is of legal age, threats of genital mutilation, itadori yuuji is bi, Itadori Yuuji can't catch a break, Sexual Frustration, unbetaed we die like... someone

Summary:

“Uhmm…” Yuuji stares pointedly at the mouth sneering at him from the back of his hand - the hand that has stopped in its tracks halfway to its intended destination currently jutting out from the front of his boxers. “Can I help you?”

“As a matter of fact, you can,” Sukuna’s disgruntled baritone enunciates, drily. “By keeping your hands to yourself, brat.”

OR.: Sukuna decides to torture Yuuji in the pettiest way he can think of: by not letting him jerk off in peace.