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— INSTANTLY , SHE RECOILED . the lush , impassioned green of her irises dulled . her expression of righteous fury slackened . eliza wasn't sure what she had been expecting , but it certainly was not this . the bite of his words scraping in her ears , the heat rolling off of his flexed muscles & hitting her like a fresh wave of last night's fire .
" i don't . . . " she repeated the words , wild mania seeding itself in her pupils . a short string of laughter , a touch crazed , followed . " i don't understand ? you think i'm not obsessing over it , too ?! camille — i -- it's KILLING me . i'm her . . . i'm supposed to be her best friend , thomas , & i'm lying to her fucking face . and the longer we hide it , the more reasons she'll have to hate us . to hate ME . because -- " shaking fingers found their way to her scalp , tugging at the roots whilst her head & heart unwound like a spool of thread . " because you're her brother ! you'll always be that . but , if she hates me , then you'll . . . i-- " a sob caught in her throat . the words choked her . tears , that she'd only just noticed , stung against flushed cheeks . they stained the red apple curve , glossed quivering lips , ran down her chin .
her lungs seized but she swallowed back the puddle of blood that begged to come up — refusing to embarrass herself further . when the words finally escaped , they were strained . almost silent . " i can't lose you both . i can't be alone . "
thomas felt too far away . even when he took hold of her wrist & pulled her in , there was a present feeling of distance . a fissure in the fantasy she had tried to become content in . " a year & a half . right now . two more years from now ? until one of us is DEAD ? " eliza would not meet his gaze , her own trained on the spastic heaving of his chest .
chocolate brown curls tickled her forehead . she shivered . the chill that ran down her spine echoed back up when his frame hardened & voice became cold . even his fingertips , still tight on her wrist , possessed an icy sheen of frost . desperately , she mourned the loss of his warmth — even if it had been accompanied by ire . eliza took a shaky breath , turning her head away from him , the shattered dignity of her composure tucking into her shoulder . her head was pounding — war drums urging her to go in for the kill . " after last night . . . this can't be the rest of my life , thomas . " the pressure grew , her head screaming . she winced right before a wave of sick washed over her . long , wet lashes blinked a handful of times before she dared part empty lips once more . " i think that . . . " her brow knit . " i think . . . " her mouth hung open , her cheek twitching . eliza tried to grapple with her mind , her irises glassing , as a thick fog rolled in .
she was angry . no , sad ? the dewy trails of runaway tears , swiped at by her unrestrained hand , were proof enough . only , she could not quite put her finger on why . after all , eliza was not easily moved to tears — always quicker to turn her upset into anger . utterly lost , eliza's red-rimmed eyes desperately clung to thomas , searching his face for answers . stone stare . flared nostrils . ticking jaw . " you're mad . " the speed at which her heart ran made her sick , a sporadic rhythm that shifted from her mixed well of emotions to fear . " we're . . . fighting . " it was less of a question , moreso the woman's hopeless attempt at rattling her broken mind back into action .
quick , remind me . tell me why we're fighting . i don't want to lose . i'm always right in the end . they stood at the tip of her tongue , but the longer she searched thomas's face — felt his iron hold on her wrist , steam rolling from his nostrils , dark curls teasing her warm skin — the more she wanted to forget . allow ignorance to be bliss .
eliza's other hand found the thick cotton of his shirt , knotting her fingers & balling it in her fist . " say it didn't matter . it was a stupid fight , right ? just — tell me it was nothing . " curiosity picked at her brain , but the nausea curling in her stomach warned her she was better off not knowing . if thomas decided it so , she'd allow herself to be content with forgetting . lose one battle to win the war .
" i don't want to make you crazy . i want you to be happy . us to be happy . i love you , tommy . "
rising on her tiptoes , her nose brushed his — wishing the red out of his eyes & enmity off his breath — before she remembered where they stood . in the open with nothing but rubble to shield their secrets . the trees watched from overhead , & she could only imagine what other eyes & ears lingered nearby . eliza unwound her grip on his shirt , freed herself from his clutch , & stepped back . the cold winter's breeze greeted her . " sorry . "
THOMAS CUT HIS EYES TO HER , his lids snapping open for only a brief second before they were narrowed back into iron-split slits ; " I'M the one who needs to get a fuckin' grip ?? " new york smeared his words like mud , made them grainy and harsh . hands flew to his forehead , temples fussing and wailing , beating their fists on his skull and making the excruciating head ache double down as her fit had inky black spots clouding his vision . eliza's finger , however , struck like a dagger ; her pointed nail seeming to pierce the hard bone of his puffed sternum as if it were made of warm butter ; like the manicured tip would go right through him and pierce his already frantic lungs.
" god , here we fuckin ' go again — are you even listening to yourself, right now ?? " thomas growled , frustration so heavy in his throat it had a taste ; acidic , like climbing bile . " it's like you don't even fuckin' understand the actual gravity of what we're doing . how many people are gonna get fuckin' HURT when they find out . you think it doesn't drive me crazy having to sneak you around ?? "
all of this time it had been what HE wanted , her desires often getting set on the backburner to spare him of facing consequence head on , , , but even thomas wasn't even sure what that was . eliza , the one in which he was so entangled with it felt like it was steering him towards insanity , was the ONE PERSON he should have steered clear from . should have ignored . lust burned , its flames all consuming , and left infatuation in its scorched wake . a one time thing bred into a need ; an addict with an unscratchable itch . a cardinal need that left his thirst for her unquenchable — MADDENING .
thomas's hand wrapped around her wrist , tugging the smaller woman to his chest , lowering his face so his forehead was only separated from hers by the thinnest veil of smoke-fogged mist . his voice lowered , exhaustion fueling speech ; " liza , you know this is more than just sex to me , , , " his tone was almost apologetic , though that scalding burn of fury still singed the ends of otherwise sentimental words . " — but this , , , whatever this is , , , THIS is how it has to be right now — you know that . you knew that the moment it started . "
tom wanted to wrap his arms around her , pull her to his chest , press his face into her hair and finally give in to every feeling he had suppressed in favor of honoring the fear that came with them . yet he didn't . taking a step back , thomas's gaze grew heavy ; weighted as it focused on the cherry-red flush on her cheeks , the hopeless devotion in her eyes , the both spoken and unspoken plea for him to simply acknowledge her outside of the shadows instead of retreating his gaze and recoiling his touch .
then he hardened again , turning cold like stone , any warmth in his gaze — any empathy for how hard this must be on her — fading out like a snuffed candle . " if loving me in private is so fuckin' awful , eliza , then go ahead and end it . " defenses were back up , an cocktail of fury and heartache so thick in his throat he felt like he was choking on it . " if being with me , like this , is so hard and you can't fuckin' stand to wait any longer for it to finally go your way — then end it . tell me you're done and it's over , but i can't fuckin' keep doing this . explaining myself . explaining to YOU why we need to wait . "
pressing his heel to his head , thomas sighed , almost dizzy from how nauseating the pulse of his skull was ; " — i promised that we'd talk about this when we got back . i told you we would . jesus , eliza , it's like you WANT to drive me fuckin' crazy . "
#*⋆˙⟡ 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 ⁽ ˢʰᵉ ᵃᵈᵒʳᵉˢ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ & ʷⁱᵗᵗʸ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ⁾ .#—⋄◦⋄ 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 ⁽ ⁱ ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉ ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ⁾ .#u better not match length#or else
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Sixteen lovers and one who craves - stone softness
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No thoughts just Wade doing half a pound of crack and then hyper deep cleaning the appartment but accidently goes too far and starts trying to scrub off his skin because its "dirty" to the point Logan has to pick him up from his scrub brush and cleaning supplies only to carry him angry toddler style outside and to the park in which case he proceeds to spend the next 3 hours alternating between the swings and the slide.
"Wolvie! Slide!"
"I see."
"Gasp! Look! Squirrel!"
"Uh huh."
"Watch this!" *does a front flip*
Logan, who's texting Laura, "That's cool, bub."
He just runs around until eventually he just collapses, logan cassually puts his phone away, throws him over his shoulder, and takes him home as if nothing happened.
This happens every other sunday.
#laura kinney#deadpool and wolverine#poolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#deadpool#deadpool 3#wolverine#deadclaws#dont do crack kids#or else
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Milly wip since we still didn’t get any of her design crumbs just yet (cries)
#trigun#trigun maximum#trimax#milly thompson#fanart#myart#Milly where are you my girl#Let her out please or else#OR ELSE
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pspspspps yall should check out Ami's work bc it's awesome and she deserves more attention (not biased)
COMMISSIONS OPEN, BABY!!!!!
Guess what…..IM BROKE!!!
*Crowd stares at me confused*
Okay fine. You can now pay me so I draw people making out
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Hey they didn’t throw tomatoes this time!!!
AhUM ANYWAYS. So it has finally happened. After months and months of saying im gonna do it, I ACTUALLY DID IT. Commissions are on baby!!!
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So yeah. If you ever wanted to buy something from me, the moment is neow!!!
If you are interested, simply shoot me a dm!
Thanks!!!
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mmmmmmmmmrgh
#hazbin hotel spoilers#hazbin spoilers#whyyyyy#i mean it is a good end but please he was my favourite#those egg boys better be still with him#or else#funny#haha#comedy#meme#joyful cheer#joyus whimsy#sir pentious#hazbin sir pentious#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel memes#hazbin hotel sir pentious#sir pentious hazbin hotel#sir precious#vivziepop#sir pentious death#sir pentious redemption#sir pentious angel#it is acceptable meme#hazbin memes#hazbin hotel meme
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She is looking... respectfully👀
I miss her... I miss them together :'(
#godzilla#mothra#godzilla x kong: the new empire#godzilla x mothra#mothzilla#mosugoji#animatic#meme#i love them so much#i still love them#i will always love them#hhhhhhh#my otp man#my true otp#i miss Mothra#she's looking at Goji's chest btw#if it wasn't obvs#BRING HER BACK FOR GODZILLA!!!! (and my heart)#I demand her return!#or else#ima keep drawing mothzilla till I see them together#don't test me#anyway I love them hhsdjhfskjhdfijs#do not repost#my art
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no pawparazzi
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「 i ruin it all by saying somethin’ stupid.」
IN WHICH—you think you ruined everything by telling your best friend you love him.♡ ໋֢ ✧
📀ヾFT. THE GREASERS࿐ྀུ ♡
⌗ 🕯️ notes !𖥔༌ ᰷ ﹅: n’ two people before me made fics similar to this! @/chillyfrys with sodapop x male!reader and @/dearnows with the whole gang. go read both! they’re both talented and lovely people🫶!
Dallas Winston ;
you two just finished pretending to be a couple getting married in a fancy restaurant to get free food.
you liked the rush and dallas was just really fucking hungry 😭. so when the idea was brought up, dallas just nodded.
you two walked out of the restaurant—shit eating grins on your faces as you hold in laughs. you pretend to marvel at the obviously fake and stolen ring dallas had pulled out.
once you felt like you were far away enough—you burst out laughing.
“i can’t believe we got away with it! like??”
“i’m a great actor, y/n.”
dallas said with a chuckle, looking over at you as he lit a cigarette, cupping a hand to protect the flame.
“yea. that’s why i love you, dallas.”
you immediately paused—the smile on your face dropping. you kinda just stared at the sidewalk in front of you, avoiding dallas’ gaze like the plague.
dallas was silent, his head turned towards you. you both stopped walking, trying to process your words in two different ways.
in your head, you were screaming and crying. ‘FUCKFUCKFUVK😭😭😖😖.’ in dallas’ head he was jusy kinda more, ‘they fucking what?? i thought we were just friends?? are we not??’
“…yea?”
dally mumbled, his eyebrows raised as smoke seeped through his lips as he asked.
nervously, you stood up straight, lips tightened as you become more and more awkward by the second. nodding as you hum to begrudgingly confirm.
a chuckle left dallas’ throat as he sees your reaction. he took a drag from his cigarette before taking a small step closer toward you.
“cool.”
he mumbled, hooking a finger around your belt loops, pulling you closer toward him. you stumbled to his side, his hand resting on his backside.
dallas has never been the guy to outright say ‘i love you.’ but this is a start. you’re happy nonetheless with this, his hand on your lower back, guiding you.
his own way of not saying somethin’ stupid like you did.
“so…you love me, huh?”
“maybe.”
“…fuck you mean, ‘maybe’?!”
Johnny Cade ;
“i-i can’t do this anymore, y/n. i hate that damned house.”
“johnny, you’re always welcomed at mine. you know that.”
you found johnny on the verge of tears in the lot. your best friend was alone in such a time where he needed someone the most.
you rushed toward his side, sitting beside him on the cold grass. johnny rested a head on your shoulder as you rubbed his back, trying to provide any sort of comfort.
“i know. it’s just—i don’t know. jumpin’ at a fuckin’ bug ain’t a life for anyone.”
“jesus, johnny. i love you too much for you to be talkin’ like this.”
johnny nodded his head, not realizing the weight behind your words at first. you did, however.
your eyes widened as you tightened your lips. ‘FUCKKKK—DID HE REALIZE??? WHY DID I SAY THAT??? NONONONO, JOHNNY DON’T THINK TOO HARD ‘BOUT WHAT I SAID😭😖💔’
johnny blinked, realizing what you told him. did you mean it in the way he’s thinking? did you love love him? or was this all just some prank a bunch of soc’s put you up to?
he moved away from your shoulder, hugging his knees as he turned his head to look back at you.
“uh…what did you mean?”
johnny thought asking that would cost him his life. you’re just freaking out in your head.
‘FUCKKKKKK☹️ NONONO DON’T ASK ME THAT?? 😖I DON’T WANNA DO THIS WHOLE EMBARRASSING MOMENT ALL OVER AGAIN??’
“it’s nothin’, man. don’t look into it.”
you mumbled, trying to avoid the scenario in your head that you do redo your confession and he just spits on you before walking away.
johnny, however, wanted you to own up to it. it’d be a lot less work on his end. he adjusted his position, getting closer to you as he asked another question.
“tell me. please, y/n.”
you bit your tongue to stay away from saying something irrational.
“i just said i really like you. that’s all.”
you mumbled so quietly, johnny could barely hear. he was awfully glad that this road was almost dead, hearing you admit somethin’ stupid like that was lovely.
johnny shifted around where he sat, his back straightened as he played with with cuticles, picking at them to distract him from his own small confession.
“me too. i—uhm, like you too.”
johnny’s always had trouble saying ‘i love you.’ this is close enough for the both of you. it’s a start—a start to something better.
“why didn’t you just tell me, y/n?”
“I WAS FUCKINGSCARED!”
Ponyboy Curtis ;
you always liked pony. you never knew what it was. maybe it’s because he was nicer to you than other guys—or maybe it’s because you fell in love with your best friend.
it’s not like you know, anyways.
you were sleeping over at his house, you always do. darry and soda’ve gotten used to it by now—keeping spare everything’s around the house for you.
it was late at night, watching a bunch of movies you two made fun of repeatedly. ponyboy said he was gonna ‘rest his eyes’ but you knew that he was just gonna fall asleep.
his head fell onto your shoulder, his body entirely relaxed. seeing your best friend like this was heartwarming—it seemed ponyboy couldn’t get a break.
you adjusted your position so he’d be more comfortable, a hand over his gently. with your attention diverted away from the TV, you watched as strands of his hair fell over his forehead.
a quiet chuckle escaped your throat as you brushed them back, a small whisper leaving your lips as did so.
“god—i love you.”
‘thank GOD this man is asleep! ☺️🙈this’d be real fucking embarrassi-‘
“you what?”
ponyboy asked, a little a lot taken aback by the words that just left your mouth. his eyes were widened as his ears burned, sitting up straight.
you looked back at him with the same reaction—more embarrassed than anything. your eyes were darting all around the room as you tightened your lips.
“i didn’t say shit, man.”
“don’t even try that with me right now, y/n.”
your immediate thought was ‘hoooolyyyy fuck😰😰’ while ponyboy’s was, ‘can they just admit it already😐.’
“…weren’t you asleep?”
“don’t you have something to tell me?”
“no…”
ponyboy groaned, rolling his eyes at your answer as you toyed with your fingers, biting the inside of your cheek.
ponyboy just decided to say somethin’ stupid like you did—ready to get this 1000lbs weight off his shoulders.
“i love you too.”
he grumbled, crossing his arms as he went back to watching the movie. his posture faltered before a sigh left his lips, a head on your shoulder as you tried to process what just happened.
“you loveeee me, pony😍😍”
“nevermind.”
“WAIT NO I’M SORRY!”
Sodapop Curtis ;
you cannot keep living like this—seriously! how are you supposed to be walking around, pretending like you aren’t totally and utterly in love with your best friend!
he’s way cute, way understanding, way too funny, way too smart (even if he won’t admit it.), and did you mention way too cute?
you thought about just telling him upfront. ‘today’s gonna be the day!’ it never was though... you always chickened out or someone got in the way the second you opened your mouth to tell him the speech you rehearsed.
your eyes were locked on sodapop as he went under the hood of a random car. you couldn’t care less about what steve was complaining about—nor what vehicle this is.
“why’re you even ‘ere? you don’t even work today, y/n!😒”
“steve—she can come n’ go. don’t act like you don’t enjoy her visitin’.”
“what? jumpin’ in to save your girlfriend?”
soda paused before throwing a rusted screw at steve, hitting his bicep. you laughed quietly, watching the two bicker back and forth.
“ain’t you got a register to run?”
“….touché🤨…”
steve mumbled before whispering something to soda, covering one side of his mouth so you wouldn’t see. you rolled your eyes at his immature antics—not finding them amusing when it doesn’t involve you as much.
“what was that?”
“nothin’, y/n…”
he answered with a giggle as soda looked flustered and annoyed. steve practically skipped away, leaving the two of you alone.
even though you two knew each other since grade school, the air in the garage was awkward. like the two of you didn’t know how to start a conversation in your 16–almost 17–years of living.
“so..”
“so?”
with that you went on a rant about a rumour goin’ around. ‘it’s total bullshit!’ you’d shout with a huff. what was this rumour? you n’ soda are secretly dating.
“that’s insane.”
“i know! and it’s like—i do love you like that it’s jus-“
OH. OHHHHH. OHHHH MY GOD.
OF COURSE YOU HAD TO SCREW IT ALLL UP BY SAYING SOMETHIN’ STUPID! you’re soo cool for that, y/n. wow. good job.
soda paused, his body tensed before a sigh left his lips. he chuckled, standing up straight as he slammed the hood of the door closed, looking over to you with a smile.
“well—it ain’t really a rumour, is it?”
“…it isn’t?”
“not if you’re free at 8 tomorrow.”
maybe you’re both stupid, maybe you’re both young, or maybe it’s actually gonna work out this time. you smiled as you nodded, confirming you had no plans.
“oh my glory—finally.”
“FYM FINALLY, STEVE??”
“I MEAN, FINALLY. am i gonna be the best man, soda woda😍?”
“hell nah.”
“man, fuck you and your loving partner. happy ass couple, pissin’ me off in my own store.”
Darry Curtis ;
chocolate cake. who doesn’t love it? sure as hell not the boys that run in and out of the curtis’ house, stuffing their faces with this. they eat it like they’ve never eaten in their lives.
apparently it was up to you and darry to supply the next batch. darry (and the boys) announced it oddly ominously.
“we’re low on the supply.”
“….supply of what, darry? …what’re you’re jobs again?”
“cake.”
“OHHH. yeah okay—let’s go make some.”
and that’s how it started. you flicking flour at darry’s darkened hair, making jokes about him ‘finally looking his age,’ darry laughing as you stood there with pride before he grabbed you by the waist and picked you up, putting you on the opposite side of him.
‘he wants me sooo bad😭😭😂😂’ ‘they looks so pretty when they’re smiling.’
duality of man am i right
caught up in the moment, giggles filling the room, your mind empty, you began to mumble somethin’ stupid to yourself.
“jesus—i love you.”
“mh?”
darry hummed, wide eyed with brows raised as he turned his head to face you. you stared back—an awkward expression across your face.
“nothin’.”
all darry did, however, was lightly chuckle as he brushed back a strand of your hair that fell out of place.
“you’re a real treat.”
he’d mumble before confessing somethin’ stupid just as you did.
“i love you too. always have, y’know.”
the cake was forgotten about for 10 minutes. within said time—you two were giggling about the times you tried to confess to one another
“AW, WHAT THE FUCK?”
“kissing? in front of my cake?”
“i knew it…”
“ight…are y’all done?”
“yesssir.🫡”
Steve Randle ;
steve got into another fight—real bloody and real ugly. and who’s job was it to patch him up—as always? you, of course! who else would it be other than his ‘bestest friend’?
“glory, steve! who were you fightin’? the hulk?”
“with the way i was fightin’—i might as well be the hulk. you shoulda seen me!”
he began to mimic the punches he threw earlier as he sat on your kitchen counter—mumbling small ‘bam!’s and ‘boom!’s. you chuckled quietly as you dampened several cotton balls with the alcohol.
“yeah, you wish.”
“you jus’ don’t see the vision.”
steve mumbled, rolling his eyes as you brought the cotton balls up to his open wound on his cheek. he hissed with pain at first, searching for your hand to squeeze.
you realized what he was doing—your ears beginning to burn up. you allowed him to grab your hand, letting him use this as a way to ease the pain.
“OWUH! CAN YOU DO THIS ANY HARDER?”
“i’m doin’ this to help you, steve!”
“OWWWWW”
“oh my god—shut up! i love you n’ all, but shut up!”
steve stopped his over exaggerated complaining to look at you with parted lips, his face getting red.
“like…love, love? or just ‘i love you, man’?”
he tried to get clarification so he doesn’t start geeking in front of you like a loser over something he could’ve gotten wrong.
‘LORD IF YOU CAN HEAR ME—LET IT BE WHAT I THINK IT IS🙏🙏!! I’LL START GOIN’ TO CHURCH EVERY SUNDAY, TRUST!!’
“like—i love, love you.”
you mumbled, putting down the cotton ball as you tried to regain your posture. ruining it all by saying somethin’ stupid was always somethin’ you thought you’d do—but never actually do.
steve slowly got a grin on his face—seemingly ecstatic at the news. he jumped off the counter before putting both hands on your shoulders.
“really?! ‘cuz i’ve always thought you’d never feel the same, and i’ve always been so scared about that! the gang’s not gon’ believe me!”
he rambled, smiling from ear to ear as he said he felt the same way as you. maybe being an idiot sometimes ain’t all that bad.
“‘m the gonna be the best boyfriend ever.”
“i know you will be.”
“….TEEHEE😍🥰🤭”
Two-Bit Mathews ;
drinking was you two’s favourite pass time. you always said he made the hangovers bearable—he always said you made drinking way more fun.
stumbling out of bucks bar, you grabbed onto two-bit’s arm to stabilize you. he chuckled before wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close.
“didn’t know i was that irresistible.😍”
“SHUDDUP-“
you pushed away from him, laughing to yourself as two-bit took a step closer—obviously way more sober than you are.
walking down the sidewalk at night, talking about whatever topic came to mind. sure, most of your nights consist of doing this. and sure, your mind always wanders to how cute he looks under the streetlights.
but WHO CARES?! you need to know what happened in the newest episode of the mickey mouse club house!!😖😖
you looked over at two-bit who’s hands seemed to be flying everywhere as he complained about what goofy and donald had been doing.
“i love you.”
“AND THEN HE-what?😀”
he paused in the middle of his sentence, whipping his head around to look over at you. maybe it was the drunken haze that made you say somethin’ stupid—you didn’t really care.
“yeah. always have.”
two-bits silence scared you more than the confession—the anxiety causing you to sober up slightly. however, the wide grin he got and the small chuckles eased you back.
“cool! i-i mean—cool. i love ya too.”
two-bit said—his words coming out quickly and jumbled together. he cleared his throat with tightened lips before wrapping an arm around your shoulders once more—expect you don’t pull away.
he later continued his rant about goofy and donald—holding you close.
“so…what made you realize😍🥰?”
“i like loser men.”
“YOU WHAT?😰”
#2knightt#the outsiders#listen to somethin’ stupid by frank sinatra#or else#the outsiders x reader#dallas winston x reader#johnny cade x reader#ponyboy x reader#ponyboy curtis x reader#sodapop x reader#sodapop curtis x reader#steve randle x reader#darry curtis x reader#two bit x reader#two bit mathews x reader
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Day 9 - Screech
In which there has been a scientific whoopsie of unprecedented proportions.
#inktober#undertale#sans#papyrus#I read screech as the record scratch noise#or else#the horrible horrible noise the machine is now making in the aftermath
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#i un-zoomed her but somehow she looks more aggressive#accept her knowledge#or else#bocchi the rock!#yamada ryo#gif
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Let’s goooooo
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Getting tanned is a process 🧴
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Man, season 2 will be great, we'll get Niko back, Crystal will learn even more about her past and banish David for real and Charles will realize he's bisexual and in love with Edwin :) yeah
And Edwin will continue to be a bitch :)
I'm manifesting
#renew this fucking show#or else#steve yockey im looking at you#also netflix im looking at you#do not provoke me i will learn witchcraft just to curse yall#anyway :)#dead boy detectives#payneland#edwin payne#charles rowland#dbda#niko sasaki#crystal palace
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GIRL WHY DIDNT ANYONE TELL ME THAT WOOZI CAN FLEX HIS PECS????? LIKE I HAD TO SEE THIS VIDEO ON TIKTOK THAT HIT ME LIKE A FUCKING BULLET TRAIN
#i feel betrayed by this fandom#if theres anything else sexxy abt that boy that yall are keeping from me#let me know#or else#jk#woozi#lee jihoon#seventeen#svt
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