#blondie fic

[claireswhisperings]

birthday sex

paige bueckers x fem!reader

synopsis: why not treat your girl on her birthday?

warnings: NSFW! oral (p!receiving), tribbing, choking, praise

w/c: 2.4k

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the music is blasting through paige's speaker, and the laughs and giggles of the team fill your ears. in honour of paige's birthday, a much-needed night-in was proposed, and after a little bit of drinking, your girlfriend certainly feels celebrated. the girls all piled into her, jana, and allie's dorm earlier today, decorating the place, ordering in dinner, and enjoying their time together.

paige takes two shot glasses, and turns to you with a smile plastered across her flushed face. "bottoms up, come here." she hands you the shot, both of you grimacing when the liquor hits your tongues.

"happy birthday baby," you pull her in for a kiss, ignoring the teasing remarks of your teammates. she pulls away to kiss your forehead, and pull you in by the waist to rest her chin on your head, while you watch kk and morgan argue on live, while sarah serves as moderator.

"you know, allie and jana agreed you can have the dorm to yourself," you say, nodding towards the door. paige smiles down at you, asking, "and what do you have planned for us tonight?"

“a little something to treat my girl tonight,” you lean up to kiss her softly. “well then we’d better hurry up and get the place to ourselves,” she teases, deepening the kiss.

you laugh and shove her away slightly, pulling her back towards the girls so you two can say your goodbyes. "have fun!" allie lets out, hugging you both. "not too much please!" jana adds, cackling at the glare paige sends her.

after many goodbyes and happy birthday's from the team, you and paige usher everyone out of the dorm, and she promptly hurries you into her bedroom. her lips press onto yours with fervor, hands gripping your waist to press your body against her. your tongue slides into her mouth, earning you a small groan from paige.

your hands slip under her shirt, fingers rubbing softly at the bare skin as she flexes her stomach at the feeling. you deepen the kiss, and slide her shirt above her chest, momentarily disconnecting your lips from hers to let her take it off. she throws it on the floor, pausing to smile and admire the way your eyes rake over her arms and bare chest.

"knew you’d check me out," she says in a teasing tone. you roll your eyes at her words, allowing her to pull you onto the bed and into her lap. you pull her in for another kiss, fingers tangling in her hair as she lets out a small moan at the feeling.

"need this off of you," she mutters into the kiss, pulling at your shirt. before you can react, she's pulling it off of you, making quick work to remove your bra. her hands rub at your waist, lips pressing against yours where she whispers out, "been waiting all night for this."

her lips drag onto your jawline, sucking faint marks into your skin. you throw your head back slightly, enjoying the feeling of her lips against you, and her hands feeling up every part of you she can reach. the pads of her fingers massage your tits, and paige leans down to circle her tongue over one of your nipples as more moans fall from your lips.

you grind softly against her lap, revelling in her mouth as she switches tit, running her teeth over it for a second before wrapping her lips around your nipple. as good as that feels, tonight is about her, and all she can do is occupy herself with how you're feeling.

you push her shoulders back, stroking her cheek when she pouts up at you. "come on baby, tonight is about making you feel good," you move, allowing her to shift up a bit so she can be relaxed on the pillows, and climb back onto her torso. "and why can't i return the favour early?" she teases, fingers playing with the hem of your shorts.

"you're not convincing me of anything else bueckers," you lean in to kiss her once more, "tonight i need you to feel good." you feel her smile against your lips at your words, and her body fully relaxing under you.

you reach your hands in the band of her sweatpants, pulling them off along with her boxers, leaving your girl bare underneath you. her legs part underneath you, and you grind against her, the hem of your shorts brushing against her clit.

she's squirming under you, rotating her hips to match your movements. soft begs escape her lips, whining for you not to tease since it's her special birthday. your hand drifts down to her clit, softy rubbing circles, before moving down to tease her hole. she throws her head back in pleasure, becoming frustrated that you were still partially clothed.

"fuck, i need these shorts off of you too," she paws at them, a little too lost in the pleasure she's already feeling. you slide your shorts off quickly, throwing them to some corner of her room.

paige's eyes drag up and down your body, tilting her head to look up at you and leans up to pull you in for a soft kiss. "you're so beautiful, the best birthday gift i could get," the laugh she lets out trails off into a moan when you grind against her abs. she can feel how wet you are against her stomach, and flexes underneath you.

"lay back baby," you command against her lips. paige pushes her body back against the pillow, fingers trailing over your neck to push you further down her body. you leave hickeys as you continue downwards, stopping at her tits.

her nipples are perking up from her arousal, drawing your mouth to them as you tease her, drawing out frustrated moans from her lips. "baby no teasing, not tonight," she moans out, gasping slightly at the end of her sentence when your fingers tease her cunt.

"you have to tell me what you want, paige," your words send vibrations onto her nipple, and she arches her back into you. "fuck, i want your fingers, your mouth, anything. please," her moans are turning more breathless the more needy she becomes.

you smile against her tits, leaning up to press a kiss on her lips, before continuing your hickey attack on her chest and stomach, slowly making your way down to where she's begging you. she's so fucking wet after all your teasing, and you can't help but teasinly run your fingers up and down her slit. she clenches around nothing, anticipating the feeling of your fingers inside you.

"who got you this wet baby?" you can't resist hearing her words fall so quickly from her mouth. "you did, it's always you," her arm drapes across her eyes, and she arches her back when you blow air teasingly against her clit.

paige's thighs find their way around your shoulder, pushing you into her cunt. you allow her to do so, attaching your mouth to her clit. you eyes close when you finally taste her, letting out a moan that paige can feel vibrate against her. her hands fly down to your head, pushing you further into her.

her hips grind against your face, riding your tongue when you push it inside of her. her thighs close around your head, blocking out her sweet whimpers and praises. you wrap an arm around her thigh, teasing her clit with the tip of your finger, while you let her move your head, and ride her tongue just how she likes.

after all your previous teasing, she's already so close to cumming. when you slip your finger inside her, curling upwards with the movements of her hips, she speeds up the movements of her hips, begging you to add a second finger. your movements speed up the faster she rides your face, lips attaching to her clit.

she cums on your face with a cry of your name, loosening the grip she has on your head, and slowly relaxing her thighs when you coax her orgasm out of her. paige's head slumps backwards into the pillow, gasping out while she comes down. you press kisses to her thighs, slowly removing her fingers when she's done.

her body writhes under you when you climb back up to kiss her face, mumbling praises into every bit of skin you can reach. "you did so good baby, you think you can give me a few more?" you feel her nod against you at your words. "after that, i swear i'll take however many you'll give me," she laughs, stroking your cheek with her thumb, and pressing a kiss against your lips.

you move between her legs, parting them slightly to make room for you. she tenses when your stomach brushes against her cunt, letting you a small moan when you lift up her right leg, and push it against her chest. "you gonna ride me?" her lips curl into a smile when you lift your right leg to pay across her, hovering your pussy above hers.

she pulls your lips against hers, laughing slightly when you let out a "figured i'd give you a show tonight." you lean back, making eye contact with a slightly fucked-out paige, lowering yourself onto her pussy.

you both let out moans at the contact, the feelings of your clits bumping each other proving to be almost overstimulating. you grab onto her legs to stabilize yourself, grinding down against her even more, and you throw your head back. you'd been so wet all night seeing paige, and getting to taste her again, that the feeling of her wet cunt against yours nearly made you cum.

paige watches you from below, eyes trained on your mouth that's open slightly to let moans slip past your lips, all the way down to your bouncing tits in front of you. "you feel so good baby, so good on top of me," she moans out, hands reaching up to find their place on your tits, tugging at your nipples slightly.

the feeling draws your attention back on paige, nearly cumming when you see her face, tongue lolling out of her mouth slightly, her own tits bouncing with her thrusts. you remove one of your hands from her legs, wrapping your fingers around her throat for balance, and applying slight pressure.

she throws her head back, moaning out at the feeling, as her eyes glaze over slightly. "i'm so close baby, keep going," she groans when your fingers squeeze tighter. "fuck me too, i'm gonna cum on your pussy," your head rolls back, mouth hung open as you finally cum.

she grips your hips harshly when you cum, grinding down harder on her as she cums from the feeling. your orgasms wash over you both, and you let out cries of one another's names. your movements slow down as you both come back, eventually stopping.

paige feels the corners of her eyes well up with tears at the overcoming feeling of two intense orgasms, hands falling to stroke circles into her thighs to ground herself. you push the loose strands of hair back from her face, softly moving your thumbs across her cheeks to soothe her. "you doing okay baby?" you're out of breath by now, watching a satisfied smile spread across paige's lips.

"never been better, i promise," you wipe the tears from her eyes, manhandling her body so you're both laying down side by side, one leg swung over her waist. you hold her face in your hands, fingers pulling her closer to you as she moans against your lips. "do you have one more left in you?" you whisper against her mouth. "oh fuck yeah," she breathes out, pulling you in for a more desperate kiss.

you're both lazily kissing, basking in the aftermath of your orgasms. you can feel her grind into your thigh slightly, and you feel her push her thigh between your own. you're both letting out soft moans against each other's lips, sinking back into her comfortable sheets.

paige pushes her tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss as she holds your face. her hips move harder against your thigh, and you feel her moan out against your lips. "paige, hold on," you break the kiss to reach into her drawer and pull out her favourite bullet vibrator.

she lays back on her side, watching you turn it on and dip your hand under the bed sheets. you push her lips against yours, slowly rubbing the vibe on her clit in circular motions. she moans out at the feelings, grinding down onto it.

your motions are teasing, drawing out moans and whimpers from your girlfriend. "fuck i'm gonna cum soon, please don't stop," she whines out, hips writhing against the vibe as she moves more erratically. her moans are becoming more breathy as she gets closer to cumming, barely able to kiss back as her mouth opens slightly.

"please, please, i'm cumming i can't-" she cums before she can finish her sentence, a high pitched moan leaving your girl's mouth as she finally cums for the third time that night. you suck marks into her neck as she comes down, allowing her to collapse into her bed in relief. you toss the vibe beside you, reaching over to stroke her back in comfort.

"did so good paige, always do so good for me," you whisper in her ear, feeling her head rest fully onto your chest as her breathing slowly returns back to normal.

"could never have asked for a better birthday," she teases, kissing your cheek. "hmm next year, it'll be even better," you laugh, detangling your limbs so you can clean her up. you sanitize the vibe, placing it back in her drawer, and soaking a cloth with warm water to clean her up.

paige lets out soft moans when you clean her up, still very sensitive from her night. the exhaustion is getting to her, and by the time you finish up and get back into bed, she's mostly asleep. you pull her head into her chest, letting her rest her entire body weight on you.

you press kisses on her head, and whisper soft praises while kneading at her shoulders and back, relieving all the tension. she slumps into you, slowly relaxing into your arms. you think she's asleep, until she speaks up.

"on your birthday, you'll be getting even better treatment. i promise you that," her words are soft against your neck, a certain reminder that she'll keep her promise.

[superbat-lmao]

A “buddy” vigilante story where Jason and Tim go back in time during Dick’s time as Robin, when the Worlds Greatest Detective was still young.

Basically, they significantly change the past and in the most annoying way possible. Tim knows that no one will know it was them and has been pretty morally flexible about the whole thing. They go down the list of rogues, down the list of siblings, bickering about it the whole time.

Jason kills the Joker, Tim rescues Cass, and both of them try and get one over on the other about their past selves.

Because Tim tries to talk baby Jason into stealing the Bat’s tires early while Jason’s out murdering Zucco, and Jason’s out snatching Tiny Tim and his camera from rooftops trying to leave him gift wrapped in the batcave while Tim’s out stealing info from Luthor.

It’s one giant clusterfuck but they’re successful because Tim and Jason combined are absolutely lethal and no one ever saw them coming.

Meanwhile, they keep running into Robin and absolutely losing it over seeing their oldest brother so young and angry.

Dick tries to track them down after they killed Zucco, he wants to ask why. What the hell they could possibly be doing or why that would matter to them.

Tim pushes Jason off a roof.Jason lights Tim’s ancient computer on fire. Tim tears a book in half. Jason takes pictures of Tiny Tim and sets them as his wallpaper. It’s a comedy, your honor.

And probably the worst headache Batman will ever get.

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @steddiesongfics.

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June Prompt: Song By Blondie | Word Count: 876 | Rating: T | Characters: Steve, Robin, Eddie | CW: Language | Tags: Future Fic, Canon Divergence, No Upside Down, Steve "I'm a Big Fan" Harrington, Platonic Stobin

For a song by Blondie, I picked Fan Mail.

The crumpled ball of paper hits the wall, banking off and falling straight into the trash can. At least his aim is good, even if his writing isn't. Steve looks up at the poster over his desk, and sighs. He's fucking pathetic. Seriously, is his plan really that he's gonna write Eddie "The Freak" Munson with some, what, fan mail? Yeah, that's a great fucking plan. 

Hi, remember me? We went to high school together. I was a bit of a dick, but I'm hoping you've forgotten that. You're pretty hot up on that stage. Call me.

Yeah, right. 

He's definitely aborting this mission. It was a stupid idea, anyway.

A few weeks later, Steve pulls a stack of letters out of the mailbox. Bill, bill, junk, junk, bill…and then his stomach drops with dread. A red envelope, with the Corroded Coffin logo drawn in the corner, where the return address should be.

What the fuck? No, seriously, what the fuck?

Steve takes it to the kitchen counter and sits it down, filled with dread. He didn't lose his mind and actually mail one of those goddamn letters, right? Surely he'd remember doing something as unhinged as that. 

He wants to open it, but he also really doesn't want to know what's inside.

So, it sits. For an hour, a day, a week.

It sits until Robin swings by one day, and picks it up like the Nosey Nellie she is, "What's this, dingus?"

Steve reaches for it, trying to grab it from her grubby little hands, "Nothing!"

"It doesn't sound like it's nothing," she crows, and holds it behind her back. 

"Robin, give it to me," he warns, low and pissy. If he opens it, it's gonna be on his own terms. And that's a big if. As long as he leaves it alone, he'll never have to know what's inside. Good, bad or ugly.

"Why haven't you opened it? Maybe it's important," she says, "maybe it's from Eddie."

And he knows. He suddenly knows exactly what's happened here, and he's gonna kill her.

"What the fuck did you do?" he asks, eyes narrowed.

"What you were too chickenshit to," she says, and she presses the envelope to his chest.

"Goddamnit, Robin," Steve says, feeling embarrassed and sick, "they weren't, I wasn't, ready."

Robin's eyes soften, "I know you, Steve. You'd never be ready."

She's not wrong, she's not, but still. She shouldn't have done this to him. It could be classified as a hate crime, he's pretty sure. And maybe even tampering with the U.S. mail. That's a federal offense. He could have her prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

"Quit daydreaming about my demise, and just open it. Then you can kill me if you need to," she says, and he nods, sliding onto the stool at the counter. 

He slides his thumb under the flap of the envelope and tugs, ripping it open, pulling out the letter. When he unfolds it, two tickets fall onto the counter and Robin reaches for them, and he just lets her. 

And he reads. 

It's short, and funny, and not as embarrassing as he'd feared. Eddie seems happy to have heard from him, and the two tickets are an invitation. It seems casual, but Steve knows better.

Holy shit.

He's actually made a fucking pass at Eddie Munson, and he seems to have made one back? What is happening right now? For real. 

"Well?" Robin asks, bouncing on the balls of her feet, impatient. 

"He invited me, us, to their show in Indy next month."

"See? I told you it'd be fine, dingus," she says, and he nods.

He spins on his chair, to face her full-on, "What version did you send?"

Steve suddenly needs to know how embarrassed he needs to be right now.

"The least stalkerish one, I swear," she says, "and I included a note from me, so he'd know, you weren't exactly aware it was being mailed."

That's probably more embarrassing, he thinks. Like he was just sitting there, pining, like a fool, and his best friend had to intervene.

Eddie must think he's the fucking freak, now. 

The tickets are good. Really good, Steve has suddenly realized, as they stand right next to the stage. They aren't front and center, more off to the side, but still. Right there. Front row. Where Eddie will definitely be able to see them, and know they came, if he just looks down.

And he does. 

As soon as he hits the stage, he comes right to their side, squats down, and reaches out to hand Steve something. Steve's frozen, eyes locked on Eddie's, so it's Robin's hand that reaches out and takes the folded up piece of paper he's offering.

Once Eddie's gone from in front of them, taking his spot center stage and getting the show started, Robin is unfolding the piece of paper. 

Steve leans over her shoulder, and it's dark. Nearly too dark to read, but it's fan mail. Right back. Talking about how he'd always liked looking at him, too, back in high school.

That he'd like to look at him a little bit more after the show tonight, if Steve is interested.

Oh.

Steve is definitely interested.

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[xxcherrycherixx]

Have a sweater blondie, based on a fic i will probably never finish and yall will likely never see 💀

Extra sad blondie sketches

[rocketqueen1989x]

White feathers

DuffMckaganXReader

warnings : reader is pregnant , soft and fluff

(a short one)

📍: LA

⏰: 9:00pm

1996

***

"fuck " I groaned in pain putting my head back onto the head board as I was laid in the kind sized bed.

the pains were unbelievable. it constantly felt like I was giving birth.

"you okay ,honey ? " duff , my husband said beside me and placed his large hand on my 8 month pregnant bump. As he did a shooting pain went across my lower stomach quickly making me squeeze my eyes shut. that was our daughter kicking me for the hundredth time today.

He’s a very good kicker. It's unbelievable

"fuck" i whimpered a little and duff leaned down kissing my stomach were he was kicking.

"rub there duff " I say pointing to my lower side of my bump and his hand trialed down and across and he rubbed my stomach were I told him too

"does that feel okay ?" Duff asked looking up at me with worry in his eyes.

He laid on his front just looking up at me and then moving his eye contact between me and the bump.Our baby kicked again but this time were duffs hand was rubbing .

"I can't wait to get him out of me " i say rubbing my forehead a little stressed and I heard duff chuckle as he pressed kissed onto my bump.

"just a month to go " he moved his hand down to my thigh and squeezed it gently. i looked down and watched duff as he started to leave little kisses all over my bump and his hand moving slowly on my thigh

"do you think he'll be born with lots of hair or none " I asked my husband and watched as he smiled widely , sitting up beside me with his legs crossed. he shrugged actually thinking about it.

"Well I've got a funny feeling he's going to come out with a head full of blonde hair " i smirk and duff shook his head.

"no I don't think he will , perhaps he might have brown hair " Duff looked at me with a smile and shrugging his broad shoulders.

i reached over grabbing the little alarm clock to check the time and it was getting quite late. i heard the tv in front of us turn up and duff got under the covers with me. i laid back and started to watch the tv.

Duff laid his head on my chest and his ringed fingers crossed over my bump lightly stroking and I felt our son move inside of me. I watched my husband and he just smiled widely

“hi buddy “ duff whispered softly to my bump ,leaning down gently to lay his head on my boobs and began to rub circles around my stomach.

i just knows he’s going to be such a good dad to our baby boy

[athena-xox]

I’m going on a cruise so I’m downloading a whole bunch of eah fics

These are the ones I’ve downloaded already. I’ve alr read them but they might have updates so I figured why not download every single one I’ve subscribed to.

Anyways, does anyone have any recommendations for eah fics on the longer side that aren’t on this list? Because I’m betting I’ll only get 2 hours max of reading out of all of these and I’m gone ten days

[froggywentaprincin]

There are currently around 1386 fics on fanfiction.net for Ever After High. Of these, 1004 are tagged with at least one EAH character (the others not being tagged at all or only being tagged OC).

Above are the Top 15 tagged EAH characters!

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[chisfics]

first glance

"who is that..?" "Lawrence, the ace-degenerate. His family's super rich"

[xxzlushiez]

2023 bill >>

Photos from @billkaulitz on insta

[ohsc]

make a fic writer’s day and leave reviews on their work!!!

[justaz]

i “read” this one klance x descendants au and it literally altered my brain chemistry (i recently went back and reread it and honestly nostalgia gave me some rose tinted glasses but it was still fun LMAO) so like the idea of a descendants au for my ships has been in the back of my mind for years but see heres the fucking issue. my ship rn is merthur and i cant exactly do a descendants au as they’re literally in disney and it would be confusing as all hell. i mean. i guess if i ignored some things. maybe.

[harleybarbarahandler]

The woman in the middle was obviously Barbie. She looked like Harleen did years before, albeit without the glasses and with a far more radiant grin; Harleen hid her light under a bushel like the scared little girl she’d been. Barbie clearly didn’t have the same concerns.

Chapter 2 of Hey, Blondie is out! Let me know what you think 😊

[imaginespazzi]

When you put everything that Paige went through in GH between Azzi and the divorce like girl has got TRAUMA

Yes...oops?

[rocketqueen1989x]

So trashy

DuffMckaganXReader

warnings : angst , arguing, reader being accused , alcohol, drunk duff , reader is sober , mentions of cheating but fluff towards end

📍: LA

⏰: 12:09am

1987

***

well this is just fucking great. I’m being accused of cheating

how fun …

“can you calm the fuck down” I snapped back angrily at my boyfriend.

Duff looked at me with anger radiating off his body. I’ll be honest with you ,I’ve never seen him this angry before

Duff isn’t the type it get pissed off like this at all. this is the first time I’ve seen him this pissed off. It all started because one of my old high school friend’s spotted in the club me and duff where at tonight.

Duff was with our close friend ,slash and they’re doing their own thing you know while I was at the bar getting more drinks or everyone. my old friend came over and we started to talk and catch up

Bur keep in mind he’s gay and his boyfriend was standing right next to him. so anyways , we started to catch up asking each other how life is , our families , work , he was asking about duff and his band , guns n roses

just shit like that and he had to go and get home because he was very clearly out of his mind. so as we were saying our goodbyes we hugged and he kissed my head

so I made way back over to duff and out of nowhere he starts screaming and shouting at me infront of everyone. All band just looked shocked at him and even Axl had to step him and pull him back a little

I was so confused at first what was wrong and plus I couldn’t hear him over the blasting music but when we got outside it was all clear what he was whining about. Apparently I was flirting , let him hug me , I was laughing too much with him and blah blah fucking blah

I’ve been trying to explain he was old friend from back home and he’s gay but nothing. Duff was not buying it

“Are you fucking serious ? “ duff scoffed looking straight at me into my soul

“yes I am , calm the fuck down for fuck sake ,duff “ I raised my voice and I know I shouldn’t of but I couldn’t hold in the anger anymore. I wasn’t been accused of something I haven’t done and I will never do

Duff laughed sarcastically shaking his head in front of me while we both stood in the kitchen of our kitchen. Duff was visibly drunk but me on the other hand , I was fine. i wasn’t even drinking tonight because I knew I had to take care of blondie over here

“how do you expect me to calm down and be okay with that shit you both pulled back there ?” duff yelled and I was a little startled at his time of voice

it sounded very cold. He’s never yelled at me once and this is the first time

I’m hating every minute of this .

“we didn’t pull anything duff “ i sighed getting frustrated with him. I rubbed my palm over my forehead trying to calm myself down from shouting at him

why won’t he just listen ?

He went to talk but I cut him off

“and the fact that you actually think I would cheat on you is beyond me” i shook my head in a disappointing manner. it really hurt me to think he really thought I thought I cheat on him

Duff just looked at me and turned away. He knew I was hurt and I just kept staring at the side of his head. his blonde wavy hair was all over.

“he’s gay and his boyfriend was standing right next to us “ i stepped one step to him and he turned back looking at me. His eyes were very glossy and heavy from all the alcohol he had consumed tonight

“I don’t care y/n , he still kissed you” duff spoke with an attitude and I rolled my eyes brushing my hand through my hair

“yes on the fucking cheek and in a friendly way duff “

“for last time the man is fucking gay” I yelled slamming my hand down on the marble counter in our kitchen. After that duff didn’t say anything and just looked at me with an expression on his face I couldn’t figure out

a few seconds later he spoke up now completely facing his body to me. “I don’t care if he’s gay , transgender, bisexual or fucking Barney the bear “

to be honest I felt like laughing but I kept it in because I knew if I laughed it would just piss him off even more

“you’re my girlfriend ,you’re mine” he said stepping towards me abs grabbing my throat gently with his pale hand

I looked up at him as he towered over me and he looked down at me for a few seconds before saying

“I’m going to be bed “ duff spoke in now a seemingly calm tone before leaning down and pressing a soft peck on my forehead

I’ll be truthful here it did make me smile and feel warm inside when he did that

i kept looking up at him and he leaned down again pecking my lips. “s-sorry for shouting at you “

i looked up at him and nodded with a soft smile. I could see in his eyes he was sorry. i knew him long enough

“it’s fine “ i replied reaching up and kissed his lips which he returned a kiss and stumbled away

Jesus Christ I need a bottle of whiskey after all that

[silverthelovebug]

Huh. Found my old art of Blondie’s dad and sister

[trifoliate-undergrowth]

Ft. Tuco's sexy pocket gun bulge and Blondie's desperate attempts to not be Into That.