#a big golden retriever jock

[lifesver]

writing replies and every day leland's 2 seconds from crying bc that's his physical reaction to extreme stress and fear and pain and even anger. but i just think you can be strong and brave while also wanting to cry and being scared out of your mind and that might make you more strong and brave actually,

[bosspigeon]

got to play a little bit of bg3 again and i switched gears and made a different character just for funsies and he is yet another Dark Urge only this time he's a big dumb dragonborn and he's going for Gale

[arelliann]

Wiggly Wednesday 🪱🧠

Tagged by the lovely @just-my-latest-hyperfixation <3 one of these days I’ll manage to actually post on a Wednesday, but until then

I am forever thinking about...

Golden retriever Steve.

Actual golden retriever Steve. Who Eddie finds curled up and shivering by the side of the road one night, and he's always had a weakness for an underdog. So he corrals the largest, fluffiest dog he's ever seen - it's probably not a wolf, dear god please say it's not a wolf - into the back of his van, blasts the heating, and disregards every traffic law on the way back to the trailer.

It takes a little bacon, and a lot of blankets, but the dog - who Eddie promptly names 'Ozzy' - gets comfortable pretty quickly. He's not a wolf either it turns out. Or if he is, he's the sappiest, friendliest, most well trained wolf in Indiana. In no time at all he's splayed across Eddie's chest, tail wagging enthusiastically as Eddie scratches between his ears.

Wayne gets home to find the two of them tucked under a blanket fort and just rolls his eyes, warning that this had better not be a repeat of 'that damned racoon incident'. So Eddie takes that as his blessing.

Ozzy spends the next week glued to Eddie's side.

He's an excellent guard dog. When a jock gets too big for his boots at a drug deal - and Eddie's about 30 seconds and one more snide comment away from a broken bone - Ozzy jumps forward, teeth bared and growling menacingly. He gets extra bacon and belly rubs that night.

He's also weirdly good at housework? Running off to get a towel every time he knocks over a drink with his overexcited tail. Which is often. And despite Wayne's insistence that it's just the weed talking, Eddie swears he caught Ozzy dusting one time.

There are downsides of course. Despite Eddie's constant complaints, Ozzy loves sports. Catch, fetch, chasing his own tail, and playing with the young kids at the trailer park. He even likes to settle onto the sofa in the afternoon and watch baseball games with Wayne.

Nevertheless, by the end of the week Eddie is spending every morning, evening, and night curled up in bed with his own personal space heater.

And then he wakes up one morning, and a very warm, very naked Steve Harrington is lying on top of him.

No pressure tags for @blipblot @sourw0lfs @sidekick-hero and @penny00dreadful

[percyjackson-post]

I wonder what people think when they see the big 3 boys hanging out casually. You can’t convince me they don’t do fun little family outings every once in a while when things aren’t so end of the world-ish. I just love to imagine them going out to a mall or a park just to hang out, and they keep getting glances from strangers because they seem like such an unlikely group. You’ve got Nico, who’s never not dressed in multiple-layered black outfits with at least 4 accessories; Percy, the skater boy, who is wearing the most atrocious combination of neon orange and a shocking amount of different shades of blue; and Jason, the golden retriever jock, who’s wearing gym shorts in 20-degree weather. Imagine passing them and seeing this group with such clashing outside personas, but the whole time they’re talking, there isn’t a beat of silence; it’s all inside jokes and lighthearted but confusing bickering. Seriously, why did the jock and the skater just tell the smallest one he needed to get his own flying horse if he wanted to keep up??? The big 3 kids just getting to be actual cousins means everything to me.

[suiana]

Oooh your requests are open?? I'm a new anon and have been binge reading your works so I'm quite giddy cuz your works are astounding! Um, how about a star jock in University, known for being quite a blockhead but clingy and very possessive of the reader, a member of the student council? But when asked about his feelings for her, he'll just say "Oh! I'm her bestest friend!" But frothing in the mouth at the sight of another man with her *cough* other student council members *cough*

-🌷🐸🌸 Lillypad

✎ yandere! jock headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, slightly delusional yandere, slight violence etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! jock who's known to be a himbo. cute and athletic but extremely airheaded at times! it's a wonder he's still passing his classes.

✎ yandere! jock who's a golden retriever type of boy. smiling happily at you, clinging to you like he'll die if he's not with you... it's really cute. plus he's sort of dumb and just tilts his head when he doesn't understand when you tell him something! it's super cute! like imagine a big muscly cute guy not understanding why it's wrong to beat up someone for confessing to you! it's kinda annoying but adorable all the same.

✎ yandere! jock who follows you around even when he's not supposed to. at this point he's an honorary member of the student council with how he just follows you into the meetings and has you sit in his lap. though he gives good suggestions and helps enforce the rules so he's not half bad :)

✎ yandere! jock who is madly in love with you. anyone with eyes and half a brain can tell except for you and him apparently. maybe it's the love effect or something but no matter how many times someone tells you he likes you, you don't believe it. how could he? he's just your best friend!

✎ yandere! jock who always freezes up and blushes every time you confront him on his feelings. even though the way you ask it is completely friendly, he can't help but think you might have some feelings too! he always daydreams about you admitting you have feelings for him all along... then a happy ever after~! but that probably won't happen, he can barely talk properly without mumbling and shitting about something else whenever you're on this topic!

✎ yandere! jock who you tutor on a regular basis. yes your majors may be different but you're smart so it's not really all that hard... so you offer to help him out, tutoring him so he can get better grades. it doesn't really work though, your jock can't help but get mesmerized with the way you talk, sit, breathe... anything you say goes in one ear and comes out the other. it's useless trying to tutor him anything at this point. because his mind is always full of you, you, you.

✎ yandere! jock who gets irrationally jealous whenever he sees you hanging out with someone other than him. especially if it's a guy. his heart swells with rage and an indescribable gnawing feeling at the mere sight that he can't help but land a punch on the guy's jaw for even existing. you always have to pull him away and calm him down :( it's a bit too overwhelming sometimes, you can't even talk with your professor without him glaring daggers at the old man!

✎ yandere! jock who would give up everything and anything for you. you're his beloved best friend after all! he'd give up his position as the star athlete and even his position at the university if he has to. anything for you. you're his best friend that he loves too much after all.

✎ "sweeth- my best friend! here, let me help you out! *punches through a wall*"

[carlos-in-glasses]

2024 Fic Round Up

I have posted 12 fics on Ao3 this year! I’m amazed. I truly thought I would post maybe half of what I did in 2023, which was 13! I’m going to go ahead and assume I won’t post as much as this next year as my work life continues to go hoo-ha bananas busy, but writing Tarlos fic is still my favourite thing. I’m super excited with the AU I’m working on currently, so that’s definitely one for 2025!

Something I’ve really enjoyed this year is writing fic because of gifts, organized exchanges, prompts and sparking ideas with friends. Fics that wouldn’t exist without others. It’s reinforced for me how this is a creative community and it’s wonderful to be part of it. Art begets art!

In order of most recent postings:

September – October- November - December

Fall On Your Knees (15k, E), my Secret Santa fic for @heartstringsduet

Read if you’re in the mood for: Tarlos breakup era angst, fun smut and family feels.

Rhythms (107k so far, still posting, E)

Read if you’re in the mood for: Carlos reflecting on his poet-jock closeted high school life and working on his vows for TK years later after fighting through writer’s block.

Tell Me How I’m Supposed to Breathe With No Heir (11k, E)

Read if you’re in the mood for: A 4x12 coda in which TK tries to figure out why he wants to be a dad.

Deeper than Breath, Closer than Air (5k, E)

Read if you’re in the mood for: The aftermath of TK saving the world with his little fan.

His Husband's Voice (1k, M)

Read if you’re in the mood for: Carlos crying with TK behind a bush.

June- July - August

Let Me Be The One Who Shines With You (13k) – a birthday fic for @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

Read if you’re in the mood for: An origin story/love note for TK’s yellow hoodie.

Keep the Lights On (13k, E)

Read if you’re in the mood for: A chaotic 1x05 coda. One of my faves from this year. There's something about season 1 Tarlos.

The Wonder of It (30k words, E) – A birthday fic for @thisbuildinghasfeelings, written with @ladytessa74 and @lemonlyman-dotcom

Read if you’re in the mood for: Tarlos becoming dads and a mystery solved!

April-May

I Was Thinking About Your Mouth (31k words, E) – for @welcometololaland because a conversation with her inspired it!

Read if you’re in the mood for: Particularly stupid sex pertaining to TK accidentally proposing to Carlos during very good blow jobs.

January-February (nothing in March)

Search and Rescue (15k, E) – A Tarlos Secret Cupid fic for @honeybee-taskforce

Read if you’re in the mood for: Tarlos attempting to adopt a wise, retired service dog and ending up with a goofy golden retriever who turns their lives upside down.

Where All This Love Comes From (107k words, E)

Read if you're in the mood for: A journey through Carlos trying to figure out his relationship with his father, as well as who killed him, and TK opening up to Carlos about his addiction. Probably my personal favourite.

You Can Leave Your Hat On (6K, E)

Read if you’re in the mood for: Shivering, bickering guys who are super hot for each other and also the most absurd paragraph about ~self pleasure~ I could ever have dreamed of writing. Not that I dreamed of it ever really. But here we are. I was very proud to begin 2024 with this fic.

Big love for the tags: @heartstringsduet @whatsintheboxmh @bonheur-cafe

@ladytessa74 @everlastingday @thisbuildinghasfeelings @futures-tense

@henrygrass @strandnreyes @alrightbuckaroo @lemonlyman-dotcom

@alrightbuckaroo

Open tag and tags below!:

@nisbanisba @sapphic--kiwi @emsprovisions @ironheartwriter

@hereghostslive @nancys-braids @captain-gillian

@butchreyes @literateowl @laelipoo @pimento-playing-hopscotch

@eclectic-sassycoweyes @tellmegoodbye @orchidscript

@herefortarlos @sugdenlovesdingle @theghostofashton @freneticfloetry

@chicgeekgirl89 @liminalmemories21 @carlossreaders

@freneticfloetry @welcometololaland @rmd-writes

@lightningboltreader @goodways @paperstorm @reyesstrand - If you want to share/haven't already! No pressure ever!

And @reasonandfaithinharmony and @lutavero for any gifs from this year if you want to do a gif round up!

[gojoshooter]

Asking Jock!Yuuji To Teach You Lift Weights

pairing : aged up Jock!Yuuji x f!reader

an : here's to my first Yuji fic~ hope u like <3

A soft sigh leaves you. It has barely been fifteen minutes — fifteen minutes since the familiar strapping pinkette has walked into your local gym. If you take a rough guess... it has been a few weeks since he joined in, and since then, you've been anything but focused on your routine.

Anything but calm and ofcourse it's not because you're thinking about eight thousand and one ways to approach a cute jock boy without sounding like a fangirl. Ofcourse not, it's the treadmill. The only time you ever took a good look at his sweaty natural black undercut and the crescent smiley eyes is through the mirror in front. You know better, but the problem is you're a lil wimp like your bestfriend calls you.

Speaking of your dear bestfriend— you check your watch— who is late as ever, you take a couple long drags of the morning gym air.

I'll make it fast, let's do this, I have a chance. Maybe. How do the popular girls make a move? I can't think too much. Nooo no no. Alright, he'll not hang me for walking his way, chill out y/n. Not like I'll mind but—

He whips his head. Your first instinct is to stupidly turn around and skip out of the damned gym. But you're a human, and you need to speak before his brows lift higher. You've been walking his way all while reciting your inner monologue and almost tripped into the back of his damp sleeveless tee. You didn't even notice he was almost a foot taller than you, until this moment. Heat rises to your neck, crawling up your face.

“Uuh...” Seriously, of the thousands of times you thought of this moment, never did you think what then.

“Actually...” you start again, with a little more adrenaline to back you up. “you seem quite fit, heh... would you mind teaching me uh... bench press?” Not the best excuse cause, atleast your bestfriend knows you're one hell of a weightlifter. That's also one of the reasons why you're attracted to him. He's like... the level hundred boss of weightlifting, you've seen him do it.

“Oh... why not? Come up here!” his smile as innocent as if he doesn't shoot hearts with it. You watch him fan his sweating face with the loose neck of his tee as he makes his way to the other section. You follow behind, and a mental image of your friend rolling her eyes pops in your mind. Whatever, if you're gonna fuck this up, you're doing it good.

“Have you tried lifting before? I'll recommend squat bar weights for starters...” to which your head shakes fast. “No... I've tried that. I really wanted to try this you know... and... the coaches seem busy” his gaze lowers from your eyes to your subconscious little pout, and he's throwing that smile again. He'll definitely pass as a human golden retriever.

“No worries, I'm not the best teacher but since you're not new we can work it yeah?” he slips behind you, asking in a tone that if you'd try to describe, you'd either be called horny or exaggerating. “Can I touch you? I mean... to guide, you know?” one of his hands hover around your shoulder, to hint you to lay on the low bench. You nod with a smile as the boxes of your criteria fill with check marks. Tall, check. Cute, check. Big and built, check. Humble, check check check.

In seconds, there's a heavy palm on the small of your back guiding you to the long bar while you try looking as inexperienced as possible. You notice he's gentle and careful with details of execution, while fixing your back.

“Now look up at me,” he's instructing, as he looks down at your layed form. The lights above him makes a halo over his head and he smiles down at you. “keep your eyes up, mm?” you nod, suppressed your shy smile with a bit.

“I'm gonna touch your sternum... right here,” a slow poke below your chest that accelerates and stops your clumsy heart at the same time. “bring the barbell down there and then straight up with your arms, can you do that?” with a nod, warm rough palms guide your clammy ones as you lift the weight. “Easy... don't rush” firm.

“Am I being good?” you croak out, immediately clearing your throat. His eyes zero at yours, and he's chuckling. You prey to the gods to not make it seem like some sly innuendo. “You're being good, good girl, you're strong”. Fuels my praise kink, check.

All while you were lost in the abyss of training with your gym crush, you peek sideways when you feel a third presence.

Your bestfriend. Oh, she was late. “Maki... you're late,” The now divided attention causes you to loose your grip, and the barbell is now in the big palms and flexing bisceps of your almighty interest who's looming on the side of your head.

“S-Sorry! My b-”

“Are you distracted? Take a break” surprisingly gentle. A pout forms on your pretty lips. Whines to keep this lil training going are about to fall when your friend looks at you through specs, “What's going on... y/n?” “We're training! She's so good, you know. Almost too good for a starter”

You whip your head the other way when the weired out pretty face of your bestie look at your half-layed form. Don't say it, don't say it. “I thought she knows to lift better than me... what are you learning y/n?” Now, there are two heads looking you down. Never was a time you ever wanted to play dead on the spot as bad.

It's quite comical—and pretty cute if you ask him. Tilting his pink fluffy head, he inspects with a light giggle “Is that so, y/n?” When you turn your head, your eyes land on Maki. Seems like things are finally going down in her brain, and she shrugs away to the treadmills mumbling something along the lines of you being ludicrous. No one's there to save you now, you're by your own with eyes everywhere but on him as you slowly sit up.

“Um- I can explain actually-”

“And it's not another lie?” you stop mid way, thinking about whatever you'd make up as an excuse and it indeed would've been a lie.

Before you burst out of embarrassment or the gym — he snickers as he pinches your cheeks.

“I'd be lying if I say that wasn't adorable,” you look down, licking your dry lips when the little pinch turns your cheeks rosier “but pretty girls don't need antics like that, do they?” You're not even thinking anymore, flushing red and nodding along like a kid. You see him standing up from the bench.

There's a heavy sigh — not out of frustration. “Gym time's over for me I guess... ” he's chewing his lower lip, sliding his phone out subtly. Contemplating something?

“Here... I can teach you some more if you like” he's the one to call you cute? boy should see mirror. you look up at his face and down at his phone twice “oh... OH!” your smaller hands scramble to take the phone, punch your number with shaking fingers.

As you give the phone back, you stand to greet him byes, tucking a few loose strands behind your pink ears. He smiles shyly at your little hand wave, reciprocating as he walks out of the gym lights.

Heartthrob, check!

masterlist !!

p.s. never thought I'll research for a fic XD but yup, i did some. also please do not try this to win a boy lol. annnd likes and rbs are appreciated! hope you enjoyed this <33

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[jd07201990]

I watched from the kitchen door, with a wide grin on my face, as my previously combative, nerdy Stepson watched his laptop, eyes glazed, for the umpteenth time these last 6 months. Nobody would ever remember tiny, snarky little Theodore. They’d only ever see Theo, this bulky, sweaty brute, lifting and fucking his way through college, just like any red-blooded young man should. And it was all thanks to my buddy Sarge’s “attitude adjusting” self help videos, he custom designs for a slew of shady clientele after he retired. Mostly foreign governments, some loony cults here and there. But for me, he’d done a personal favor. I filled out a details chart, every last trait, from his voice to his hair, posture, everything. I thought about everything he’d said about “those sweating, grunting behemoths” that all got into school with free-ride scholarships for athletics. Theo was going to helplessly, desperately, insatiably grow, eating and grunting his way to 215, the weight I’d maintained all through college. He’d also dress, walk, and talk like the testosterone (and a slew of supplements Sarge gave me with the videos) filled cocky young male you see frequenting college courtyards, throwing footballs between bros and chasing pretty sorority girls like lovesick puppies. Their dumb, dopey demeanor would seen pour from Theo’s mouth, his shoulders back, pecs out casually. He’d grope and adjust himself, sitting down with his legs wide no matter where he is. His diet would change, adding raw calories and protein, chuckling dumbly with the other gym rats as he gulps down creatine powder, dry, and chugs a shake to wash it down. The supplements Sarge gave me to add to his meals, ensured he’d bulk up fast, and solid. As long as I fed him enough, which I was warned would triple our groceries, at least, He’d gain the weight, and the thickness I was looking for, while his body would be thrust through a second puberty, allowing for the subliminals to work on other, aspects, of his masculinity. Let’s just say, we all know what they say about dudes with big feet. And his will be a hefty size 14. Too bad for his mother, our house is also going to reek like a Varsity locker room, because those feet, and the rest of him, will be all raw male, all the time. Pumped and ready, brimming with energy, like a Golden Retriever, if it were a 6’2” behemoth. The toughest bit was straightening him out. Giving him that good old fashioned, hot-blooded straight male instinct, making him drool over the coeds and cheerleaders, chasing girls like every young man should. The videos worked their magic well, the supplements setting his balls ablaze, churning out testosterone to fuel his primal need for aggression, for hard work, and effort, and sweat and sex. He fought it until his best friend Jenna, without realizing what her playful teasing was doing to him, had been on the couch with him, and had leaned over, and nibbled his ear one night while watching a movie. He'd lost his gold star that night. Quickly, and with all the confusion and passion that comes with young love and first times. Jenna had been stunned when he’d practically pounced on her, and from there, hours passed, and they wore themselves out right there on the couch. The next morning, he was mortified, but he couldn’t help but kiss her when she woke and complimented him on his… performance. It's been 6 months, and you’d never know he wasn’t always a muscled up, sweaty, straight boy, chasing girls at school, slacking off in class, and riding his new Lacrosse Scholarship that Sarge so nicely arranged when Theo got big and dumb enough to join the team. It seems Sarge knows quite a few coaches, Alumni, and Board members with a good bot of influence. It also seemed the school’s Jock population was skyrocketing, coincidentally at the same time as Sarge added a pool, an extension, and a garage full of classic cars to his house…

[rory-multifandom-mess]

Fellow Thad kisser, thoughts on every Thad ship with every major plot relevant character?

OMG FELLOW THAD KISSER YAAAY. Ok

Thuzi - INCREDIBLY CUTE. I really really like how different their vibes are, but they work so well too. Popular Jock x Outcast Emo Girl. It's just so good and awesome and technically could've been canon too, which I think makes it better! Thad is such a genuine and nice guy too, so I think he'd help her come out of her shell too. He'd also def be protective over her in the way that like... If she was getting teased he'd so intervene, no matter if that made him "less cool" or whatever. And she would scold him for getting himself hurt during football games

Vhad - YES YES YES YE SYE YS. THIS SHIP IS EVERYTHING. I cannot put into words how much I adore this ship dude. She like picks him up and is like "You're cute. Mine now" And he's like "Oh! Okay!" Like he cannot fight back. And it provides good angst too because Thad and N are so alike right, what if Solver does what it did to N to Thad, just because V was getting distracted from her job y'know? DELICIOUSSSSS. Also it's just really cute. It's okay V he's into danger

Than/Nhad/Wheat Thins - This ship is actually super silly to me, because they're both golden retrievers at heart, N is just more excitable than Thad is, but I still think they would work well together. Thad would fluster N to hell and back by flirting and N would be especially cuddly. Also them playing with each other's hair. Thad teaching N football. And then also N protecting Thad from stuff and Thad is just :0 damn thats hot. Love it

Jhad - Not sure if this counts because it's J but I think it is considering how big of a role she played in Episode 8 but anyway. I JUST GOT INTO THIS SHIP AND IT IS EVERYTHING TO ME. JUST. The idea of this goofy fucking jock boy helping a very uptight, Worker Drone hating Disassembly Drone to relax and unwind is just everything to me. And the idea that like, maybe Thad reminds her of Tessa, and that hurts her for a while, but it helps her to mourn and grieve and learn to accept that she's gone. Like obviously I don't know if she'd get over Tessa but I'm WAILING !!!!!! DUDE THE SHIP COULD BE SO GOOD. We need more Jhadders man

Thank you for the ask this was fun to do. I love screaming about stuff. Let me know if you think I was missing anything

[seikoru]

!Nerd Armin h'cs

Since I found out that the dudes here love !Nerd Armin, I felt it was my duty to share my head-canons on him. I have no idea how to use tumblr at all but here it is. All of this is a pieces of my au for a huge storyline armin fanfic with original female character, so…. just enjoy

You met completely by accident. You only went to Wall High School this year when you moved. And you didn't really like the local way of doing things. The whole caste thing, the whole cool dudes/loser thing. it was weird.

You wanted to hang out with everyone, no matter how different they were. Even though you were considered a cool and pretty girl by their metrics.

You first asked Armin for help after another biology class with a hell of a teacher, and he gladly agreed to help.

Armin was immediately very sweet to you. The way he would sometimes adjust his glasses or tuck a strand of hair behind his ear while he was explaining a topic to you…

To be honest, he was a bit frustrated by your lack of results after his help. You were barely getting better grades. He just didn't notice that half the time you weren't looking at the textbook, but at him.

But the more you became friends, the better his character revealed to you. He was known around school as the creepy anime otaku. Was that true? Absolutely. When you first went to his place, you were literally in a pink kingdom where all the walls were covered with anime girls.

Yeah, Armin had never felt the touch of a woman before. He'd had friends like Mikasa, but you… you were something else.

You'd been friends for almost six months until the winter ball was announced. And you literally didn't know who to go with. There were tons of guys chasing you, but they were all like Reiner: idiotic jocks.

The prom was coming up, and you still hadn't found a date. Armin rejected the prom: he didn't like the idea of jostling with sweaty, drunken teenagers to idiotic music in a stuffy room when he could be at home playing video games.

You managed to talk him into going out with you as a friend.

Did you kiss him ballroom night? Yes, you did.

When you, already drunk, said "I want to kiss you", Armin was quite taken aback. At first he just pulled you away and said something like "You need to sober up," but his heart was jumping out of his chest.

When you started convincing him of your sincere affection for him, he became hesitant. Quietly he muttered "I don't want you playing with my feelings".

You asked "Feelings?". He realized he had said something unnecessary, but there was no turning back. So you moved closer, took his glasses off his nose and gently touched his lips with yours.

In a relationship, Armin is the ultimate golden retriever. He smiles widely when he accidentally meets you in the school hallway at recess and is adorably embarrassed when you fleetingly touch him in public.

You're not allowed to spend much time together, lest you bring a wave of bullying on Armin. You had to keep yourselves within the school castes. But you guys didn't like the PDA anyway, so it wasn't a big problem.

Armin is proud of his collection of anime girls on his wall, but he's even more proud of his girlfriend. He always thought you were out of his league, and he couldn't hope for anything more than friendship.

But how happy he was when you would come to his house and sit on his lap while he was on Discord with his friends playing some games.

Armin often caught hyperfixated on his studies and wouldn't get out from under mountains of textbooks. It's not like you like studying much. But Armin is fine with it: he's willing to do ABSOLUTELY ALL of your homework for you.

Socially, he doesn't show how soft he is on the inside. While you were friends, you were sure he only knew how to be sassy. But hell, it turns out he's also good at kneeling in front of you, slowly kissing your ankles, calves and knees, working his way up to your thighs-

And you loved owning that side of him. Supple, belonging only to you. When he stared at you with admiring eyes, and you gently brushed away the strands of hair that fell across his face. He could have tell to fuck off to anyone else without a second thought, but not you.

[dreamii-krybaby]

I’ve will never understand how some people say the male characters in Murder Drones are basic-

Bro- have- have you watched the show?

Yes, N can be the cinnamon roll golden retriever boy but that’s what’s YOU are only deciding to focus on

But he also a literal genocidal killing machine against his will whose entire backstory is fucked up and it let him to develop the traits bc of that and is having a character arc and rn he is carrying THE END OF THE UNIVERSE ON HIS SHOULDERS, and through out his life he has people he has cared about (Cyn and V) and now he is going to loose Uzi

Khan- Khan literally went through a big character arc and is also complex and tragic, doesn’t excuse his mistreatment of his daughter but he is now more involved with her and is genuinely trying to improve, this man literally had to mercy kill his wife and now he is very close to loosing his only daughter

Thad, now that is more of a side character unfortunately but he does have a charming personality and did play a role in EP1-2 and will probably have a massive return in EP7 alongside lizzy, and may not be necessarily a complex character but he has interesting dynamics, and he plays with the jock trope and is at least a decently capable WD in comparison to the other NPCs

[pennkquest]

Alright, I'll bite. (Sparked by this post) I'm gonna preface this with some context: 

First off: I'm Black in case you're unaware

Huxley is my favorite speaker. Full stop. You ask me to choose, it’ll always be him. 

Likewise, you ask for my favorite listeners, I will say Starlight and Darlin'. (I'll save my Starlight rant for another day)

My designs for both Huxley and Darlin are Black.

With this in mind, I want to be clear from the jump: I don’t have an inherent problem with these headcanons. If I did, I wouldn’t have chosen then myself. That said, I have noticed that Hux and Darlin are, more often than not, the characters that get headcanoned as POC (specifically Black) in design rosters. In some cases, they are the only POC designs present. Why is that?

Furthermore, the more often I notice this pattern so to speak, the more I sit and think about why those headcanons are so popular. I find my answer when I think about the characters I see headcanoned as white most often. Tell me why it’s "practically canon" for Lasko to be pale with light/white hair. Tell me why white Sam "just makes sense". Why? Because Lasko's a nerdy ball of nerves that stumbles over his words? Because Sam’s a sweet Southern man at heart? Those are not inherently white attributes.

Except they're treated as such. They go virtually unchallenged because they're so widely accepted by fandom. People see these personalities and character details and come up with their vision. So, let's apply that to Huxley and Darlin, shall we?

Huxley: Athlete. Canonically implied to be big, as indicated by statements made by him and other members of the DAMN crew. Classified as a himbo with parallels in Imperium highlighting how some will view him as stupid. Overall chill vibe.

Darlin: Reckless with their safety. Known to lash out/lose control of their emotions when they’re not actively hiding them. Gets injured often because they’re too stubborn to run from trouble. An overall intense demeanor that makes them difficult to approach (at least at first). 

Explain to me why this screams Black to so many people. Is it because Huxley's a dumb jock who you imagine gets stoned all the time? Oh, is it perhaps because Darlin is just so aggressive compared to your Golden Retriever-coded Asher, needing to be calmed down by everyone around them? And here's the thing: I can already imagine people saying, "That's not why I made them Black". Then explain why it "just makes sense" for them to Black. Why them out of a sea of characters? Make it make sense.

Now let me make this clear as well: I'm not expecting every headcanon to have elaborate thought behind it. For one, I get that some people take a more casual approach with designs and such. Not every choice has to have a reason or justification behind it. But when literally 95% of the Huxley designs I see are Black and half of y'all don't even know what a fucking durag is? Saying it leaves a bad taste in my mouth is putting it lightly.

You know what I wish I saw more of? Black Huxleys and Darlins with attached nuance.

Give me a Black Darlin who struggles to articulate how they feel with the people in their lives because they haven't been readily given the language to do so. You want to pair a Black Darlin with a White Sam? Why not talk about how POC have an insanely difficult time getting support from the medical system so not only does it explain why Darlin is so resistant to go to healers, but also gives an extra weight to the fact that Sam was their absolute last resort when injured? Give me a Black Darlin who has been taught their entire life that no one will have their back, that they need to learn how to depend on themself alone, and that's the reason why they struggle to feel like the pack would've cared when the Quinn shit went on.

You wanna talk Black Huxleys? Let's touch on how he's learned to control his emotions/anger because he knows how people will take it if it comes from someone who looks like him. Talk about how his moms teaching him not to use violence speaks to a deeper desire for him not to be viewed as a threat because they fear for his life otherwise. In one of his BAs, he mentions how a lot of people used to sleep with him/flirt with him solely because of his body and he could tell. Do you know how often black men are sexualized and fetishized? Why not talk about it through him? I see people explore that concept through Gavin constantly, where's the energy for Huxley? You wanna make him Black so bad, why not actually put some thought behind it? Because right now, it seems like he gets the "luxury" of being the token Black guy in the DAMN friend group at best.

I know a lot of people are probably going to dismiss this post. I am already anticipating that as I write this. But I'm so tired of pretending like this shit doesn't get to me. Because it does. I've got no intentions of leaving this fandom because I have met so many amazing people and adore Erik's content immensely. But what I am going to do is talk about the widespread normalization of attributing certain personality traits to certain racial groups. Because the non-white people in this fandom deserve better than that.

[birdiebirdjay]

my hcs for oliver and penny

because i realized they're really underappreciated together but have so much potential??

refraining from yapping about percy here (i still love him i just want to yap about these two rn)

they help each other become more confident

that's a big one

oliver is insecure about his academic abilities and social skills

(i hc him with slightly awkward speech patterns when he isn't quidditching)

penny takes one look at his charmed blackboards with the moving figures and his rousing quidditch talks and goes 'bitch what the fuck'

everyone treats him like he has no insecurities because he's a popular jock

penny never does and he loves her for it

he asks her to tutor him and she's probably surprised at just how smart he actually is lol

penny is insecure about her social skills and maybe her appearance (like a little hermione)

she's bright and bubbly but gets anxious sometimes and overthinks and sometimes the voices get too loud

oliver sits down with her and they hold hands and he lets her talk

he reiterates to her that she's very well liked and tries to talk her through the anxiety (it doesn't always work, but he tries and that's enough to make her feel loved a lot of the time)

he would learn about curly hair and how to take care of it and help her out (i am not self projecting i am not self projecting i am not se)

he would go clothes shopping with her and help her pick out cute things that make her feel better about her appearance

they would make friendship bracelets with comforting textures that they'd hold whenever they were feeling sad and the other wasn't there

gender norms who?

oliver paints his nails red and gold for house pride and penny paints hers blue and bronze because she's just as competitive

i REALLY REALLY hc that she was on the ravenclaw quidditch team in the 1991-1992 school year

(that's part of the reason why oliver was so depressed)

he'd spent the whole year teasing her like 'oh yeah you just wait' 'we have katie freaking bell and angelina johnson and alicia spinnet on our team' 'aND LOOK AT OUR SEEKER'

(and then they were "steamrollered")

harry doesn't play ravenclaw that year (he's sleeping too hard) so it was never disproven

oh back to our duo

they do skincare saturdays together no one can convince me otherwise

if they ever have to cancel oliver will pout

matching halloween costumes aw yeah

okay more romantic stuff now

oliver likes watching penny do her lipstick/lipgloss just so he can kiss her and get it all messy and then grin at her

but that's in private

oliver is more shy about public pda than penny is i think

she either doesn't take it that seriously or just loves showing her affection

if they go on dates they'll probably play footsie under the tables

ALWAYS make birthdays and anniversaries and valentines special

they'll make gifts for anniversaries and valentines and buy gifts for birthdays and christmas and things

oliver is THE golden retriever boyfriend

they lowkey probably stare at people together

"oh my god look at that guy" "..did he do something?" "no but look he's just so cute" "oh shit you're right"

but in a "i know you love me and i have no reason to be insecure in that" kind of way

they trust each other so hard (the perks of best friends to lovers)

cheek kisses cheek kisses cheek kisses

[mysticmellowlove]

Sub jock hcs 🙏🏻

I hate jocks ands that’s where this gets fun-

Jock that’s on a powerful position( typical quarterback because it’s the only position I know lol) and the girl who everyone is lowkey jealous of. Like richest girl in town but she’s not from the town her family just kinda can in and took over. She is super kind though and that’s why he began to like her. They’ve never even talked but he always notices her. Always. But…. She doesn’t like him. She’s nice to him of course but she isn’t into him how others are. He’s a jock- ew

note; anon sent in an inspo as well (here)!

warnings; fem reader, sub male, solo masturbation,

The streamers fell over him as he clapped his friends on the back, the last game of the season and they had just won it. Cheers and hollers surrounded him as their cheerleaders flooded the field and began their routines, sending kisses to the players as they clumped together in a mass of grass-covered sweaty boys.

His best friend slapped him on the back and grinned through his mouthguard, his head inclining towards the stands where he knew she'd be waiting. Always here for college cheer, the leader of the student spirit committee was the cutest, kindest girl in the world. She also happened to be a major crush of his. He pushed his friend away teasingly as he jogged over to her, watching her shake the pompoms she had been handing out before the game that sported their university colours.

He basically grinned as he took in her smile, her eyes soon locking onto him.

"Hey QB, great job today." She hummed as she looked up at him, his form easily dwarfing her own. He knew he was a big guy, it's why he was picked for the quarterback position. Tall and muscular, devilishly good-looking... he often had his friends say he exuded 'raw masculinity' whatever that was. The girls also loved him, fawning over him and chatting him up.

But it was unanimous around the university that he had eyes for one person only, the one person he just couldn't seem to snag. She had moved here from a rivalling uni about a year back and had been a ray of sunshine ever since. She was the leader of the cheer committee and basically lived for setting up student union events. She was at every sports game, concert and exhibition.

She really was like an angel sent from above.

"Thanks, me and the boys are going out for celebratory drinks later on, you interested?" He grinned as he leaned against the stands, willing her to look his way for just a moment. To nod and give him a chance. She smiled that sweet little smile as she shook her head.

"Sorry, I have some module work I need to get done. I just had to come over and support our boys." He willed the flush in his cheeks to go down as he referred to him as her boy, even if it wasn't exactly what she had meant. He swallowed his disappointment but nodded anyway.

"Alright, good luck then. I'll see you sometimes on campus anyway." He shot her a heartwarming smile before he crawled his way back to the others, heart doing flips in his chest. This was usually how their interactions went. She was a lovely girl, so kind and open but it was clear she wasn't interested. He knew she liked the scholarly type more, her friend group reflected as much. He didn't like to admit it but he was a little bit of an airhead, but that's what had drawn people to him.

He knew others called him a 'golden retriever' which by his understanding meant he was lovable and energetic. But she seemed to like the stoic type and he couldn't bring himself to change... maybe one day when they were older something would happen between them. He wasn't going to be the star quarterback forever after all.

"Hey man, we're heading toward Joey's, gonna bring some of the girls along. You down?" His friend came up to him and they shared a clap.

"I would but I have something on later, I'll meet up tomorrow yeah?" He laughed as others gathered around him, booing playfully. Soon enough they relented and he watched as they filed towards the lockers, he'd be following as well but he wanted to help out his coach with the equipment first.

In reality, he was simply stalling time, he wanted the showers to himself after all. Packing up was nothing for him, mainly because there wasn't anything to do but it served its purpose. When the coach let him go he made his way to the lockers and grinned at their vacancy. Now he'd not only have the space to himself but the showers would actually be hot.

He shucked off his gear and stepped under the relaxing spray, just hot enough to relax his muscles. He flicked his hair back from his face and doused it in a small amount of shampoo he kept in his pack. As he let the water and suds run down him his mind began to wander.

Frustrated he leaned his head against the cool wall of the stall, his hand unwillingly going to cup his hardening cock. Every time she let him down easy he'd get hard, as if it was like magic. He was so down bad for her it was insane. And yet he couldn't bring himself to move on. So long as he was able to see her on campus he knew he'd keep fantasising about her like this.

Sure it made him feel dirty but the sheer amount of pleasure overrode anything in his mind. Never before was he able to get himself off like this thinking about others. He tried the porn, tried the mags and even his own imagination but everything looped back to her. What would she look like as he plunged into her? Would she look good in pink or red lingerie? What would her voice sound like as she scolded him for thinking of her like this?

That's how it began, he had noticed a shift in his preferences. All his friends would point at the smallest things around but his mind would be on her. It was innocent at first, her riding him as he held onto her hips but soon.... soon it changed. Her forcing him to lay down as she perched herself on his face, making him surrender before her so she could please herself first.

His tie and satin bows turned to handcuffs and ropes. His dick inside her turned to her hand wrapped around a toy she was teasing him with. Making her cry out his name turned into her making him a whining, sobbing mess.

"Fuck." He hissed as he realised he had been jerking himself off all this time, his hand wrapped furiously around his cock. God what he'd do to have her in this position. Her hand stroking him as he fought to stop his legs from buckling.

A drawn-out moan left him as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, just the thought of her had him wanting to cum.

It really was insane the hold she had on him...

[joonberriess]

the kook's reactions of getting a lap dance by their oc's?

jock!jk loves is no surprise there, begs for another and then another. requests you do it in only a apron and panties that’s all LMAO.

sbd!jk has to CONVINCE you to do it, when you do he’s like damn wtf this is so???? he’s just literally in heaven with ur ass all up in his face.

flawless!jk gets ones cause you wanna try some new shit so you sit him down, play earned it, and then put on those new red bottom heels he got you and give him the dance of his life. he’s like stuffing rolled up bills in your thong bc it’s hot seeing you covered in money.

stalker!jk gets deja vu all over again, he’s literally tied down watching you dance and strip for him while taunting him. you praise him lots too like “my big strong handsome man” and imagine him as a happy golden retriever with a wagging tail LMAO.

[nctsplug02]

may I pls request for a jock jaehyun x reader it’s been a while… where the condom breaks and reader lets him do it raw

[7:20PM]

GENRE: FLUFF | SMUT | SLIGHT ANGST

WARNINGS: being overworked, worried jock bf!jae, both protected and unprotected sex, kissing, and praising.

jaehyun pokes his head out from the kitchen when hearing the door creak open. a tired you walks through the door with a slight dried drool stain on your cheek.

“babe, where’ve you been?!” jaehyun rushes you and doesn’t care that his newly opened can of beer has dropped to the floor.

“i’ve been worried sick?!” he cups your face and you sigh, dropping your bag and slipping your hands between his arms and pushing off his hands from your face.

and, instead, you drop your forehead to his chest. jaehyun stills until his arms find his way around you.

“i’m sorry,” you whisper. “i fell asleep at the library and the librarian woke me up telling me i had to leave because she was closing.” jaehyun lifts your head and cups your face.

“is your phone dead? i’ve been calling you nonstop.” you shake your head. “i was at the library so, my phone was on silent and do not disturb.” jaehyun sighs, dipping his head down and pressing his lips on your head.

“i thought i’d lost you.” you softly laugh and shake your head. “you didn’t.” you inhale once more before pulling away— but the man doesn’t let you go.

you look toward the kitchen and back at him. “it smells good.” jaehyun looks back at the kitchen and nervously laughs. “yyyeahh.. i might’ve stressed-baked when you weren’t answering my calls.” you laugh.

“i’m home now— can i see what you baked?” jaehyun nods and guides you to the kitchen.

the table and stove were filled with several pans of brownies, cakes and in the oven, there were twelve cupcakes currently baking!

jaehyun turns you and sighs, looking down at you with a slight pout. “i’m worried about you, baby.” you put on a big smile. “there’s nothing to worry about! i’m healthy and that’s all that matters.” you say with a firm nod but jaehyuns face doesn’t change.

“i know the exams have you stressed but, please take it down a notch. i hate seeing you push yourself over your limit.” you nod and look down, playing with his cotton shirt.

“i know, baby. and, yeah, i’m pretty stressed about these exams.” a small smirk grows on your lips and you look up. “but, i think i know a way to relieve it.” jaehyun tilts his head and his lips slightly part.

you bite your lip and push yourself away from the man. as you walk out of the kitchen and into the living room, the man follows you.

“babe, where’re you going?” jaehyun asks as he watches you rush into the bedroom. “i’m getting something! sit on the couch for me!” jaehyun looks at the couch and back at the bedroom.

like an obedient golden retriever, jaehyun finds himself walking toward the couch and sitting on the second cushion.

you appear with your hands behind your back and jaehyun attempts to peek. “i have something in my hand and i don’t know if you’ll want to do this.” you say, straddling the man.

“what is it? you know i don’t like surprises.” jaehyun frowns and attempts to get another peek but you tut. “you’ll see, don’t worry.”

you pull your hand from behind your back and show jaehyun the golden foil packet. “a condom— oh, you want to fuck.” jaehyun says with a smile growing on his face.

you bite your lip, biting back the smile. “i do but, are you up for it?” jaehyun is quick to nod. “o—obviously!” you laugh and jaehyun bites his lip.

you slip off his lap and you shimmy off his sweats along with his baby pink boxers you’d gotten him.

“let’s go slow, okay, baby?” jaehyun nods, watching as you slightly stand up with your hand still wrapped around his dick.

jaehyun softly moans when feeling your lips press against his side and then tip. you grin, softly laughing and then slipping the condom on.

you stand up and tuck your thumbs into your skirt, slowly pushing the fabric down your thighs and letting it pool around your feet. you straddle the man who holds your hips and rubs your slit that was wet and dripping.

you hold his cock up and push your panties aside before slowly slide yourself down it. both you and jaehyun let out groans of pleasure.

“how’s that, baby?” you ask jaehyun who groans. “i’ll take that as a good.” you moan and hold the back of his neck as you make your way up and down his shaft.

jaehyun trickles his hands up behind your back and unclips your bra. you feel a relief under your breasts and you sigh.

you let out a small gasp when jaehyun pulls up your shirts and lets your tits fall free. “fuck, you’re gorgeous.” he bites his lip and cups under your breast, using his thumb pads to rub your nipples.

jaehyun hisses and holds his breath when feeling you clench around him. his chest puffed up and his hands finding their way to your hips and giving them a firm squeeze.

“fuck,” jaehyun whimpers and rests his forehead against your chest. “it feels so good.” he brings his eyes up to yours and digs his nails into your hips.

your chest pushes forward and you wince. jaehyun takes it as an opportunity to suction your nipple into his mouth.

you arch your back more, pushing your breast into his mouth. “oh, god. that feels amazing.” you moan out and drop your head, feeling your hips and calves shake.

“that easy.” jaehyun chuckles and teases you for climaxing so easily. “s—shut up, it f—felt really good.” jaehyun presses a kiss on your forehead and firmly holds the back of your thighs.

“just sit still for me, pretty.” jaehyun whispers and presses a kiss on your collarbone.

your arms fly around his head when jaehyun begins to hammer his hips upward into yours. “oh, my— fuck!” you gasp and jerk up when feeling a small snap.

“oh, my god. did the condom just break?” you pull yourself off of jaehyun and stare down at the rubber that had spilt around jaehyuns cock.

“should i go grab a new one?” you shake your head. “we can go raw.. can’t we?” a small mischievous grin grows onto jaehyuns lips before he nods.

you sit up and jaehyun pulls you so you’re hovering over his cock. you stare jaehyun in the eyes while you slowly sink yourself down his cock.

you moan and drop your head. “this is so much better.” jaehyun groans and tips his head back on the couch cushion. “why haven’t we done this before?” you move your hips and jaehyun groans.

“safety is first.” you say and grab his jaw, looking at his eyes then down at his lips. his pink quivering lips call out to you and you bring your lips to his.

you moan and pull at his back hair, they slip past your fingers but you still manage to have a good grip on it.

“fuck,” jaehyun groans, pulling away and tipping his head back. “cumming—!” he gasps and lifts you up.

your ass falls onto his thighs and your eyes drop down to his cock that spurts out white ribbons. your eyes light up in amusement and your mouth parts.

“f—fuck!” jaehyun stutters and squeezes the couch cushions.

you slip off his lap and sink onto your knees. jaehyun lifts his head and watches as you scoop the thick and watery substance onto your finger pad.

you bring your eyes up to his and grin innocently before dipping your cum-covered finger on your tongue.

“fuck.” jaehyun groans and shuts his head. “you’re so fucking gorgeous and sexy at once.” he grabs you and sits you back on his lap.

“care to join me in the shower?” you nod and pull your finger away with a quiet pop. “go check on the cupcakes for me, will’ya? i’m gonna go start the shower.” you nod and slide off jaehyuns lap.

the cupcakes were nearly burnt but amazing.

..and so was the shower sex..