#Lincoln x Taylor

[maxwellamus]

HI i see your post asking for what to deaw ajd i know its millionsnof hours late but SWIFTLI....? FOR ME.....? PLEASE......? also hi im cookies

is this ask from like september? dont worry about it its fine (lol sorry cookies)

autism is their super power

[raemeh]

Hey Swift-Li enjoyers (FBI’s most wanted, Taylor x Lincoln, whatever term you like to use) can you give me sketch suggestions.

[scarriestmarlowe]

cute little taylinc (lincor? linclor? why do i never know shipnames..) comic that took me like, 8 hours. im planning on doing a character chart of how i draw all the dndads2 characters because last night i ATTACKED my equal person with infodumping about my color choices for them.

bonus and zooms under the cut!

[peachxpie]

Linc has seriously got that autistic rizz or something cause how does he have ungodly amounts of chemistry with every single person in that friend group it’s insane

[janmenart]

Dang… two posts in one week? That’s the Scary Marlowe affect

[raynecloudcreations]

Teenie the teen is my son and I love him

[grimesgirll]

the muse that is taylor swift has taken me. her new album, the tortured poets department, spurred a whole bunch of song-inspired walking dead fic ideas in me. all of which would include smut.

[ale-draws-stuff]

no angst today just love <3

[autistic--brushstrokes]

Maybe this will do better here than on my tiktok @ai_gonplei_ste_odon

[lincoln-li-wilson]

would anyone be interested in joining a swiftli / linktaylor discord? for small group of us who do ship them to have a connection to not only people who make content for them but also those who enjoy said content.

[bigfatalligator]

some stuff i wrote while listening to ep 27

this will not be coherent it will just my stupid lil brainrot thoughts

so uh spoilers for s2ep27 of dungeons and daddies yeah 👍

— aaaaa link’s rad fact is so cute i love him sm 😭

— i’m so glad anthony let taylor’s head still talk

— nicky’s arm??? is he okay? my poor boy

— i hope they remember that hermie was with them i want him here

— oh my god the sound design for hell???? so good literally relistened to it so many times

— normal my beloved hes really trying to be nice to scary

— OH MY GOD NORM’S NOT BEING NICE ANYMORE YOU CANT SAY THAT A WOMAN NORM

— they’re being so fucking mean to satan why are they so rude

— SATAN IS ANTI WOMAN REAL

— hell sounds cool as hell

— freddie sounds different when hes talking through matt’s mic. i am much more attracted to freddie with this weird voice change

— three rowdy boys and a liar go to hell

— scary is literally gaslight gatekeep girlboss love her

— link is being so mean holy shit

— normal is canonically a short king

— pocky-flavored pocky

— normal deserves to always be as confident as he was in the pride zone

— NORMAL KISSED FAKE HERMIE REAL OAKWORTHY FEELINGS REAL GAY PEOPLE WERE SO CLOSE TO BEING REAL

— HERMIE JEALOUS OF FAKE HERMIE GETTING KISSED BY NORM REAL OAKWORTHY FEELINGS REAL GAY PEOPLE REAL MAYBE??

— OAKWORTHY SAD???

— JODIEEEEEEE MY BABYGIRL I MISSED HIM SO MUCH

in conclusion, good episode 👍

[babacontainsmultitudes]

Swiftli? Grant/Marco? Mercedes/Carol? Autumn Oak/Linda Stampler? (spreading my own propaganda <3)

For the ship ask thing :)

Also sorry that it’s kinda a lot lmao

Hiya!!! Hehe very interesting choices, love this, let's get to it!

Swiftli: COMFORT SHIP ALERT!!!

So, okay, the thing about this ship is that it's not my default ship for Linc or even necessarily Taylor? But that's not to say I'm conflicted, no, I really like these two together!

*Romantically* I think it kinda took me a while to feel the appeal of this ship? But then like... One night on a whim I found myself making a really silly playlist for them and... That made me understand it? At least what it is for me. This and, @raemeh (iirc) made a post about their first kiss being a surprisingly good one and- gee idk that made me go 😳 as well hahaha.

And yeah! Like I said this is absolutely a comfort ship for me, they're very silly and cute together, love to rotate them around in my head, might even write them at some point who knows!

Marco/Grant: OUGH THE CUTIE PATOOTIES OH MY GOSH I'M PUTTING THEM TOGETHER IN A LITTLE JAR AND SHAKING THEM AROUND AND THEN UH GIVING THEM SOME PRIVACY EHEHEH

At the start of S2 I think it's fair to say that of all the kiddads I was probably most curious to see what kind of person Grant ultimately got with, I suppose probably because relationship troubles are such a big thing for him in S1! And I just want the best for him honestly ahaaa

😫 And I wasn't disappointed! Marco is so sweet and they're so cute together and eghhsibgosesg-

Er, despite this I'd actually like to see some angst/conflict between them? Grant has a lot of explaining to do tbh, and I sorta don't want everything he's hid and lied about to go without consequences from Marco... But of course I'd want them to work everything out in the end! I think that would make me love them even more tbh.

In general I really just want more of these two in canon! They need to kiss... Otherwise, y'know in general I have a good chunk of ships for Grant but... Ultimately so long as Marco exists in the same universe, I tend to imagine them getting together in the long run.

Mercedes/Carol: Oooh interesting! Not a ship I've thought too much about tbh, but I could get behind it! I think my main hang-up if anything is that usually when I imagine ships with either Henry or Mercedes, either one of them doesn't exist in that universe or they never met, or it's a poly thing! In this case, I'd probably like this best if Hen and Mercedes have an open-relationship sorta deal (I mean they sorta canonically do?) and these two get involved with each other within that context. 🤔 Could also get behind a 4-way poly scenario with Darryl as well, but that's not a necessity by any means!

:0 I like the idea of Carol getting to experiment and maybe learning more about her sexuality and the like the way Darryl sort of got to in S1, and Mercedes would be a lovely person to see that happen with! Yeah, they'd be cute together I think!

Autumn/Linda (Ron's mom!): I'm so fascinated by this ship??? Also love that we've just established Linda's name haha good for her good for her.

You'll have to tell me more about how you see this ship before I come to any concrete feelings about it tbh! Still, I like the premise I mean, I guess they'd actually have a bunch going for them? On its own I love the idea of the omega daddies being divorced af and their exes getting together haha it's what they deserve. But yeah they could genuinely be quite good for each other! I imagine Linda must be pretty good at dealing with people with anger issues, she'd probably have the patience to be there for Autumn in a way that matters and help her work through some things. And Autumn is an underrated catch tbh haha- :o also a very powerful druid who could possibly help Linda with her chronic illness??? The fact that she had a bit of a thing for Ron also makes her getting with his mom pretty funny to me.

Yeah idk, like I said I'm fascinated, feel free to ramble about them!!!

OKAY hehe, thanks for the ask!!!! 💜

[lex-the-lesbiann]

ship bingo!!! carol/mercedes and swiftli? :D

I love both of those!!! :D Carol/Mercedes:

I LOVE THEM SMMM!!!! the wives ever!!! and the bigger polycule (in my mind) is like Mercedes/Henry/Darryl + Mercedes/Carol if that makes sense!!

Swiftli:

I ADORE THEM!! dont necessarily want them to be canon but they’re very cute and sweet!! :]

TYSM FOR THE ASK :D

[tayfabe75]

July 2, 2023: Denise Welch, Matty's mother, posts a photo of her son with his father, Tim Healy, and his stepfather, Lincoln Townley, backstage at Finsbury Park, London, England. (source)

[phfenomena]

❝cowboy like me.❞ || William H. Bonney x Reader

A/N- i really loved this idea and i hope you do too!!!

William H. Bonney x Reader fluff

inspired by ‘cowboy like me’ by taylor swift

| WARNINGS - drinking, mentions of gun violence, kissing, mentions of burglary

the heat was blistering, almost as if you were walking down to the devils penthouse. you laid flat on the ground by your campfire. damn fires probably colder than i am you thought, but you needed the light. as you sat on a log carving a knife out of the bare wood you’d collected earlier, you hear a twig snap. your hand quickly pulls your pistol out of the holster and your hands settle in the direction of the sound. you cock it and tilt your head, straining your eyes trying to see.

“who’s there?” you barked through the silence. a sigh of relief? annoyance? or just plain desperation reached your ears.

“sorry, miss. i’m just out collecting fire wood for my buddies. i ain’t mean to disturb you.” a smooth and warm voice cut into the quiet and muggy air.

“come on out into the light.” you coaxed, gun still pointed. a tall and slender man, no, boy cautiously emerged from the dark wall of shadow. you scoff and set your pistol next to you on the log. “now, what is a kid doing out here?” you would’ve almost sounded annoyed if it wasn’t for the smile gracing your lips. the boy took his hat off to greet you, and nervously ran his fingers over the worn leather.

“i, uh, i’m not a kid, ma’am. i was just looking for firewood. my buddies and i set up camp a few hundred feet north, i didn’t mean to trample your site. my apologies.” he managed to stutter out.

you wave him off and point to the pile of wood to the left of your feet, cladded in red leather boots. “just take these, kid. i gathered them earlier. i won’t need the fire much longer, it’s too damn hot.” you exasperated the end and took your own hat off to fan yourself.

billy has never seen a woman like you. you were alone, first of all. the fire casted such a lovely warm glow across your complexion, his knees were getting unstable the longer the studied you. he took a few steps towards you and stuck a hand out, the other still holding onto his hat.

“i’m billy, miss. no need to call me kid, i’m probably not much younger than you.” he trailed off with a grin plastered across his face. you shook his hand, still sitting down. “it’s nice to meet you, billy. i’m y/n, and you don’t look a day over six and ten.” you teased him and he mirrored your smile.

“i’m not a kid in a lot of different attributes.” he smirked as you raise your eyebrows and you meet eyes. very blue. like very very blue. you can make out the constellations in his with just the light from the fire. he sure is a pretty boy.

you pat the log next to you “would you like a drink?” you hold out your flask of whiskey to him. the warm temperature of the liquid almost makes it easier to swallow. he nods and grabs the flask after sitting next to you. your fingers brush, it feels like pin pricks all across your hand.

after billy swallows he asks “so, what’s a lady like you doing out here alone? or are you not alone?” he has his elbows resting on his knees with his head facing you. his very presence makes you feel more warmth than any fire could ever give, you find it hard to care about the heat anymore.

you chuckle a little and turn back to the fire. “i am alone, i’m traveling a little farther west. couldn’t stay in el paso much longer, that sheriff hates my damn guts. he’d had hung me for the hell of it.” you finish your sentence with a swift from your flask. “what about you, billy? what are you and your buddies doing?” his gaze never even moved a centimeter away from your lips as you talk. his eyes rake up your face to your eyes. he smiles “we run cattle, sometimes. well i do it sometimes, they do it all the time. we’re heading to lincoln county for some business.” they run cattle, they’re definitely outlaws.

as you study his face a little more, you notice he’s familiar. “wait! i know you. you’re on all those wanted posters in el paso! what the hell did you do to get such a high bounty? i could only dream of having that high of a price on my head.” he hung his head and chuckled “just when i thought i met someone who didn’t already know me, i did a good thing. honestly. i broke my friend out of jail, had some issues along the way.” he did a good thing, that’s adorable. he’s an outlaw because he helped his friend.

your eyes soften at his short story and you tuck your hair behind your ears. “you sound like a good man. not like the stories i’ve heard. i once heard that you gunned down fifty different mean on six bullets. and all they say about me is ‘she should’ve been like her mother’” your mocking tone at the end made billy smile.

“i hate to tell you, but, i definitely didn’t do that and i am not as brave and murderous as they make me out to be. i’ve done a lot of bad things, but i’m trying to do good now. also your mother can’t be that bad, if she raised a lovely lady like you.” was he flirting? and we’re you liking it?

“she’s like a vile serpent.” you mutter as you take another swig. “now, correct me if i’m wrong. but i think i’ve seen you on one or two wanted posters yourself, y/n.” you shake your head and smile at him. you feel so warm and fuzzy. was it the whiskey or billy?

“oh, you’re not wrong. although i still uphold the belief that i was set up. some pals of mine were talking about robbing this corner store, when i got there to join them no one was there besides the sheriff! damn assholes set me up, and i didn’t even want to do it! i’m innocent in my eyes.” you gesture with your hands while you talk and billy’s just entranced. he nods, slowly. “that’s just the way things go sometimes.” he softly mutters while wanting to never look away from you again. “you can say that again, cowboy.”

billy couldn’t take it anymore. his blood felt like it was boiling. he leans over and softly pressed your lips together. shocked, you don’t kiss back for a second. terrified he just made a mistake, billy pulls back and frantically stands up. “i am so sorry, y/n. i don’t know why i did tha-“ you stand up and wrap your hands around his suspenders and pull him down for your lips to meet. rougher and slower than the last one.

his hands find purchase on your waist as he fiddles with the bottom of your vest. his knees were weak. they were jelly. “just shut up and kiss me, cowboy” you whispered against his lips. your hands snake into his hair and rake along his scalp. he pulls back and says

“you know, i think you’re a cowboy like me. but most cowboys don’t kiss me so i’d say you’re a bit better than most.” you laugh at his idiotic words and pull him back in as the fire slowly dies, barley casting an amber glow. no skeletons in either of your closets could fuck this up.