#even though I taught one of them how to play 💀

[avianii]

oh to be playing with the boys in 1986

[braxlrose]

Heyy i LOVE your writing your my of my favs writers

was wondering if u could do like hc of tom with a reader like childhood bffs to dating only if you can ❤

a/n: i love this trope so much so im so glad someone requested! imo it's one of the best and cutest tropes to ever exist. it's actually the one I'm using for my DR 💀 this is also kind of like a pt 2 for this post except with Tom instead of bill and there's not much mentioned of georg and gustav

childhood friends to lovers w/ tom

tom x fem!reader

• you met tom and bill when your mom moved you to Loitsche when you were 5 years old, right next to tom and bills house. their mother met yours when their mother went over to introduce herself to you guys. that's when she mentioned that she had a daughter the same age as her sons.

• that night, your mom brought you over there for dinner and you played with Tom and Bill. you guys had tons of fun and ended up becoming great friends that night.

• after that, you guys hung out every day and hung out at school. you were their new bestfriend and as I mentioned in this post, you helped them switch back and forth and confuse the teachers.

• the teachers were already used to their antics but with you, it just got worse and more complex. your mom scolded you a ton and ever had a fight with Tom and Bills mom because you kept getting into trouble but there was nothing they could do to stop you guys from hanging out.

• it was really hard to tell them apart when they were younger so you got relieved as they got older and started to have their own style

• you guys went bike riding all the time together and would ride for hours doing random shit

• you, bill, and tom would always go to the pet store to see all the cute little animals

• you would pick flowers for bill and make him a flower crown and even know tom refuses to admit it, he wishes you made him one too.

• both bill and tom were very over protective of you, but tom mostly. if he ever found out that anybody hurt you in anyway, he'd be pissed.

• you went trick or treating with bill and tom every year. (even though it wasn't too popular yet in the 90s in Germany)

• sharing and switching candy with them was a must

• you and tom were a bit closer than you and bill but you were still friends with both of them. it's not like you had a choice anyways.

• you always slept in toms bed whenever slept over (which was pretty much almost every night) and you two were always cuddling.

• bill and tom had bunk beds, so whenever you slept over you guys would put blankets around the edge of the top bunk and then tell scary stories

• you guys would sneak onto the ice cream truck and steal as much as you could. you'd always end up puking after because of how much you ate.

• you and tom would sit next to eachother every time in class and whine whenever you two had to move or got told to move because you guys were talking

• tom has a massive sweet tooth and you guys would steal stuff from the corner store

• you, bill and tom would hang out at the pool tons.

• you and tom would practice playing guitar allllll the time

• you were apart of the original "band" and played for weddings and other gigs with them

• you helped their mom bake a cake for their birthday every year and you always had so much fun with her. she even taught you how to write their names on a cake

• you went cd shopping with Tom for new cds and other old cds he didn't have.

• when tom had his first kiss (WITH A 16 YR OLD GIRL AT 9 YEARS OLD 😨😨😨) you didn't really know what to feel. you weren't even sure what you were feeling but you didn't like that he was kissing another girl

• you never said anything though, what could you even say?

• you and tom started out as just friends, no feelings at all not until you guys were pre-teens.

• as you guys grew older, tom and bill started getting girlfriends. you never dated anybody though; mostly because of your insanely massive crush on Tom.

• you basically just pined for him while he dated other girls. but you did feel nice sometimes. you got to see the side of him other girls didn't. you got to see how sweet and fun and nice he was with you. he was always different with you and if any girl had a problem with that, he'd drop them immediately.

• you got to sleep in his bed and cuddle with him and stay up late and hang out with him 24/7. they didn't get to do that, you did. and that gave you a sense of security.

• when the band started to actually become a band and you guys started getting more gigs, you and tom would always play next to eachother and even created your own style of playing with eachother

• you helped tom pick out his red guitar

• you and tom also have matching stickers on your guitars

• whenever girls flirted with Tom, you'd always get jealous and sometimes even try and steer tom away from them. like if they started flirting, you'd come up to tom and say "we need to get to band practice" or "Bill needs you for something" etc. etc.

• after a while, you'd come to the conclusion you just weren't his type and he'd never have feelings for you like you did for him.

• when tom first told you guys he lost his virginity, your heart dropped. tom, your tom, lost his virginity. you wanted to cry but you couldn't, they wouldn't get it, they wouldn't understand. so you just laughed along with the guys and make jokes.

• when durch den monsun came out, more and more girls were all over tom. but at this point, you'd gotten used to it. when you realized how many girls he was sleeping with, you just shoved all your feelings down and locked them away. feelings would ruin your friendship, right?

• your hotel room was right next to toms so you could hear basically everything they were doing. it was absolute torture. why couldn't tom see your feelings, why didn't he feel the same way?

• tom treated you like a little sister. it was awful. you wanted to cry everytime he called you dude or bro. he would never call you baby, or babe, or sexy. like he does other girls. he'd never see you like that.

• when you guys are at clubs, you try your best not to watch him flirt with other girls. it's easier that way. but along with that, you just end up getting drunk.

• tom would come running into your room at like 11 pm at night asking you for a condom. this became routine, and over time your heart shattered a little bit less only because you'd gotten used to this. used to him liking other girls.

• one night, while you guys were out at a club. you got sloppy. when you were drinking you ended up stumbling over to tom and dragging him to another room. and that's where you confessed to him down you were feeling.

• you ended up bawling your eyes out and saying how stupid it was because you know he'd never feel the same and that he doesn't want a serious relationship but you couldn't "help how you feel".

• tom took you back home that night and cuddled you and rubbed your back until you fell asleep. little did you know he felt the exact same way about you...

edit: I'm super tired and wanna go to bed, but let me know if you want dating headcanons for this bc I will do it, I'm just so tired.

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[elvisfatass]

Aim and shoot

Warning 18+ unprotected sex and firearms, y’know, Elvis doing Elvis things 💀

“You get your ass back here!” Elvis shouts at you. You sprint up the front staircase, down the hallway and back down into the kitchen. Playing tag on a rainy day in the house with him was so much fun, but he was starting to get heated, he didn’t like to lose and you know you’re getting him riled up.

You dart onto the landing and run to the back door, you hear Elvis start to descend the stairs “y/n if you don’t get back here there will be hell to pay little girl!” He says, his feet pounding down each step. You open the back door and slam it closed, and bolt into the curtains outside aunt deltas room, hiding yourself behind them.

You see his figure walk straight past you to the door and huff “where the hell’d she go?” He wonders out loud, a hint of annoyance in his voice. As he pads back through the landing, his feet landing softly on the plush green carpet, you jump out of the curtains, he jumps straight up in the air like a spooked cat. “GODDAMMIT GIRL WHAT’D I TELL YOU ABOUT SCARIN ME?” You giggle and run into the jungle room, he’s close behind you. You realize you have two options, jump the railing and fall down into the basement or go up, onto the shooting range, in the pouring rain. You go up, no sense in breaking your legs for a game. You bolt through the door and out onto the large deck, Elvis follows you still trying to win this game.

The rain hits you immediately, the cold November air mixing with it to make you shiver immediately. You were already soaking wet and you’d only been outside for three seconds. Elvis comes out, closing the door behind him. “Little girl I swear on the Bible of you don’t get your little butt over here you’re gonna get it.” He says, almost growling at you. You shiver but still manage to laugh at him while he pads toward you like a big cat about to pounce. “Not one more step, you’ve had your fun.” “But elvissss I don’t want the game to be over!” You giggle, seeing his hair wet and hanging around his face was making something in you heat up even if the wind and the rain were making your nipples so hard you could see them through your soaked shirt. You put your hands over them, shielding them from him. The second your hands went to cover your nipples he raised his eyebrows, knowing what was happening.

You ran to the railing, trying to escape him, when you got to the door, you realized he’d locked it. “Tch tch tch, sometimes little girls need to be taught a lesson,” the sultry tone in his voice making you come undone instantly. You knew what was about to happen and you weren’t gonna even attempt to stop him. He reached out and grabbed your wrist, dragging you to the railing that overlooked the backyard and Vernon’s smokehouse. “Little girls need to be shown how to shoot, to protect themselves from big scary bears,” he said in a groan. He was behind you now, his arms wrapped around you, his hands on top of yours that still covered your cold hard nipples. “Put your hands on the railing little girl.” “Yes sir,” you did what he said, you knew it wouldn’t fair well for you if you didn’t. You loved your hands to the railing and as you did his palms immediately groped your tits, feeling your nipples that were so erect now they were starting to be painful. Oh little one,” he said in a whisper, “these have to hurt.” He rolled your hard nipples with his fingers making you hiss and stammer out “they’re so cold daddy.” He rolls his hips forward into you, you’re both still fully clothed but the rain hasn’t let up any, your clothes are stuck to your body, showing every curve of yours, and you could feel the growing curve in his pants as he thrust into you again. His hands moved from your breasts to your hips, playing with the fabric of your pants, even though you’re freezing cold, there’s a warmth growing inside you, knowing what’s about to happen.

He rocks his hips into you again, as he pulls away he pulls your pants down. Revealing your ass to the sky. He fondles it for a bit before giving it a forceful slap, the rain making it sting more than usual. You let out a moan, and you hear him chuckle. “I told you little girl I’d make you pay if you didn’t stop running, now we’re gonna learn you something.” He says, smacking your ass again, you let out a wine, and he strikes you again. After a few slaps the rain landing on your ass began to sting, and it was making you whimper. “Has the little girl learned her lesson? Or does she need more?” He inquired, you turned to look at him, the tears in your eyes hidden by the rain. “More please, I need you.” He didn’t need to hear anything more, peeling his wet pants down just enough to free himself, he ran a finger into you, feeling the coldness of his hands matched with the cold metal ring, you moaned loudly, you could almost feel the grin on his face as he pumped his finger into you, he would slowly pull his finger completely out and then back in, and then all of a sudden he slammed his dick into you, making you scream out. “DEAR GOD” he slammed into you again and again, relentlessly fucking you over the railing. All of a sudden he stopped for a second, his dick still in you, he reached down into his rain filled boot, pulling out a pistol. “I told you little girls need to learn to shoot, if you hit the target I’ll let you cum on my dick.” He said in a moan, continuing his pace from before. He cocks the gun and aims at the target, at the same time you clenched around him, making him lose focus as he pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting the slide on Lisa’s swing set. “Shit she’s gonna kill me when she sees that,” he groans still fucking into you. He hands you the gun and puts his hands on your hips, fucking himself as deep into you as he can go, your eyes rolling back into your head as he slams into you. “I-l-l-“ you stammer, trying to aim while getting pounded was no easy task. You cock the gun and pull, the bullet hitting the wall of the smokehouse. “Youre gonna have to do better than that if you want to cum,” Elvis groans down to you, his hips still slamming into you, you try to recompose yourself and focus, as well as you can atleast with him slamming his hips int yours. The sound of rain masking the sound of his balls slapping against your ass. You cocked the gun again, smack, focus, smack, you waited until he was about to go deep again and pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting the target square in the forehead. You heard Elvis laugh “what a good little girl, you wanna come for me baby?” You could only nod your head, the cold rain and the overstimulation of sex mixed with the smell of gunpowder had you in a daze, you handed the gun back to him and he tossed it to the side, picking up his pace.

You felt yourself on the verge of release when he leant over and whispered in your ear “gonna make you a mama, you wanna be a mama?” Making you come completely undone, your legs shook as your whole body shivered from a mix of the cold and the orgasm hitting you like a freight train. As you started to see stars Elvis became more erratic, “f-f-fuckkkkkk baby,” he moaned out, spilling himself inside you. He slowly removed himself from you, “I think we need to go for a soak in the jacuzzi,” he winked at you, you both covered yourselves as well as you could, putting back on your wet clothes wasn’t easy. Elvis was leading you back to the door, down the stairs, through the house, and back outside towards the racquetball room. You ran down the path, through the door, and up the stairs, not stopping to rid yourself of your clothes, only your shoes, you sank into the hot water.

You both let out airy moans as your cold skin was instantly warmed again, you began to strip out of your wet clothes. Once you were both fully naked in the hot water you grinned at Elvis and said “so glad I have you to teach me how to aim and shoot.” You winked. “I can shoot something too,” he said wiggling his eyebrows at you.

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This one goes out to my best girl @ccab for being my inspiration for smut 😌

[bonesandthebees]

Hiya!!

I was just wondering how do you go about writing dialogue? Yk characterizations and all that. I don’t know how to make natural banter or how to see how much a character would actually reveal about themselves. Bc like ppl have filters to what they actual say and I tend to try to resolve everything too quickly and unrealistically. So any advice would be appreciated!

-🌷(I’m new to tumblr and dunno what any of these emojis mean, I’m rlly confused 💀)

hmm okay, this one is a little tricky for me to answer because dialogue is probably the aspect of writing that has always come the most naturally to me so it's not something I actively think about. but I'll try my best to give advice!

first off, what's most important is to make sure you know your character. know what their core traits are, and use that to determine how the character is going to act in a given situation. now, if you're writing fanfic and more specifically if you're writing an au, once you understand the core of the character from the original media, make sure you understand your specific au version of the character as well. what's their background? how has that influenced the character to be different from the original canon character? how do their core traits— the ones you have to hold onto to keep the character 'in character'—still shine through even in this different world?

then, less specifically, how does the character think? what are they feeling about the situation they're currently in?

basically, if you understand who your character is and where their head is at, that's going to make writing dialogue a lot easier. you need to understand the emotions the characters are going through, and how they're going to handle those emotions.

for example: in stars, a lot of stars!wilbur's dialogue is influenced both by how he was raised, but also by his own paranoia and anxiety. he's been raised as royalty with the expectation that he will become his brother's advisor. he's been taught how to participate in political negotiations and understands how these political games are played. so when he speaks on these matters, he phrases things more eloquently than tommy does because he knows how to 'dress these words up' like most politicians do. at the same time though, he's paranoid about who they can trust, and scared of what will happen if things go wrong. depending on who he's speaking to, he reveals some information but not everything, depending on how much he trusts the person and what his relationship with them is.

I wish I could give better advice then that but just try to be familiar with your character and understand where their head is at.

(also don't worry about the emojis lol. it's not a standard thing by any means. just here on my blog I answer a lot of asks people send me, and sometimes if someone sends me a lot of asks anonymously they might want to sign off who they are so I (and everyone else on my blog who sees their asks) know they're coming from the same person, even if we don't necessarily know who that person is.)

[nctangelz]

( 💌 ) LOADING . . . MONIQUE WITH NCT 127!

TAEYONG

MOM AND DAD!!! everyone always jokes that they are the parents / stressed mom and dad / co-leaders of NCT. taeyong said he offered the leader role to monique pre-debut, but she declined because she insisted that taeyong was the one who earned it 🥺. moni and taeyong are always seen watching in the corner as chaos begins…waiting together until they have to intervene.

tae + moni are probably the closest out of everyone in NCT, they grew up eachother living as neighbors, so they go WAY back. they love sharing stories from school to nctzens! moni always jokes that taeyong will be the one to walk her down the aisle when she marries (since yk, her dad left to get milk and never came back 💀), and taeyong doesn’t believe it…but she really does mean it! their relationship is just so precious, we love to see it!

JOHNNY

BESTIESSSSS, johnny & monique just clicked when they met as trainees, and instantly hit it off!! they bonded over the fact they were away from home, and they both taught each other things about their country! moni even successfully taught johnny how to speak in french somewhat! she accidentally switches from english to french when she’s have conversations w/ johnny, and johnny just stands there like 🧍‍♂️ i have no idea what your saying.

johnny loves to take moni on little adventures and they are always going sight seeing or going to other cities to explore whenever they have downtime! she is often a guest on JCC … even if she isn’t tagging along for the activity she finds a way to be in it, even if she’s unwilling. they always have a blast together! it’s so easy for moni & johnny to talk to each other and moni loves that she gets to relax around johnny and know she’s going to have a good time!

YUTA

THE BADDIES of NCT. lemme tell you, yuta & moni? baddest besties alive, they look like the could kill you, but actually are the sweetest duo known to earth. they are always hyping each other up and whenever they go out, they are DRESSSSEDD. they love to express themselves in anyway, and they are each other’s biggest supporters.

the two of them are always stirring the pot whenever they are eachother, they love to make stuff up and convince everyone it’s true and just mess with everyone…it’s typically doyoung or taeyong that realize their antics and in moni’s words “ruin the fun” they are also always just doing crazy things and the members are lowkey scared of them, esp moni. yuta brings out the chaotic side of her members never thought could ever exist 😭😭

DOYOUNG

doyoung just wants to worry and care for moni like a gentlemen, but moni makes it SO HARD. she’s always harassing him and making fun of him, and doyoung is just like 💀 girl be so for real rn. he would be in the middle of doing something for her like opening a chip bag and moni just starts screaming “YAH, DOYOUNG, DO YOU THINK IM INCAPABLE JUST BECAUSE IM A WOMEN? YOU DONT THINK I HAVE MUSCLES? HOW RUDE.” and doyoung is like WTF. he just looks at her with his crazy eyes and gives up 😭😭

but dw, doyoung will harass her right back and moni will giggle and say sorry. he always worries about her and makes sure she’s eating and drinking and will always try and prevent her from making self-sabotaging decisions…but does she listen? 9 times out of 10 she doesn’t but yk, he tried!!

JAEHYUN

moni is sooo affectionate around jaehyun, he just looks so cozy and comfy! whenever she sees him she loves to tackle him in a hug and lay her entire body weight on him. jae is dying while moni is in her own world, happy as could be. jae & moni are inseparable once together though, once they hang out and spend time together; there’s no going back. they will spend time together until moni passes out and takes a cat nap…and jaehyun just goes back to playing games.

moni & jaehyun are such a great team when playing games, because moni is really good at creating strategy and working out puzzles, while jaehyun has the muscle to actually execute the mission. moni always takes his strength to her advantage, for example having him carry her bags or even her when she’s super tired…not that jae minds though. he likes that moni allows him to protect her!!! if someone were to mess w/ moni…you better hide from jaehyun, he is moni’s #1 defender.

JUNGWOO

jungwoo LOVES to listen to moni. whenever moni needs someone to talk to to either vent or just talk about built up ideas in her head, she goes to jungwoo. he loves listening to his older sister talk…even if he’s worried for her mental health. he will always be moni’s shoulder to rest on! he will listen and let her talk, and then the two of them will work it out together…or just do something to cheer themselves up!

moni adores jungwoo with all her heart, she will spoil him always. if he briefly mentions wanting something one day, she’ll buy it and hide it until his bday/christmas. she would do anything for woo, and it’s so precious! all the members complain that jungwoo is her favorite because she always is doing stuff for him, and she will swear up and down she doesn’t have a favorite….but jungwoo knows he’s the favorite <3

MARK

mark is moni’s child - she’s always worried…she’s worried about his health but also worried about just how he acts. mark will say some weird stuff and moni is just standing there like 😀 should i be concerned? but besides her worries, mark makes her laugh SO MUCH. she will try and hold in her giggles..but mark makes it impossible 😭

make probably visits moni’s apartment the most out of 127, he likes to come visit after a long day when he needs to just power down and be in silence for awhile. moni always lets him crash in her bed and let him relax….she will usually just sleep on her couch or spend time in her studio. she will always make him breakfast before he leaves too! moni will always understand and let him come over when he needs to be alone…but he also comes and visits and watches movies with her! he tolerates her movies as long as she makes him food 🥺

HAECHAN

haechan will harass moni just like he will the other members, but moni just smiles and pats his head in response. moni will always have a soft spot for her younger members, and they can’t help but crumble under her love <3. moni will always be there to gently pat his head and tell him it’s okay…which causes him to be even more chaotic 💀, haechan just sticks his tongue out at moni and carries on

but haechan loves loves loves moni, he will always hug her and cling on to her, and moni just smiles and wraps him up in her arms. she took care of him and the dreamies a lot during training days because they were so young…so moni is lowkey haechan’s 2nd mom. haechan always knows he can rely on moni to save him whenever he is loosing or getting picked on too!!! moni will defend haechan until the day she dies <3

tags :: @yjjnfied

[777charm]

Child!MC swearing infont of the Brothers

Request: "Child!mc who heard any of the brothers(obey me) swears and says "f*ck" or any curse 😭 would like to see there reaction :)!! I understand if you don't accept my request ^7^"

Note: I AM SO SORRY ANON I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THE WHOLE REQUEST 😭😭

Warnings: Cursing/Swear Words + Middle Aged Mom Lucifer (he gets his own warning)

Lucifer

Definitely saw this one coming, but wasn't exactly expecting the exact moment. I mean you are a young child, and you are prone to pickup some words the brothers (esp MAMMON) use sooner or later. You were playing in his office while he finished up some work, before your trip to the park later. You accidentally tripped on a crayon, crashing into a vase on a nearby table, senting it crashing onto the floor with a loud shattering sound. Almost immediately Lucifer is beside you making sure you are okay, and that no glass shards hurt you. Before he even gets the words out to ask you are even okay, you yell out "FUCK!". This one shocks him because. Well. This isn't the time he expected you to say that. At least, it was a small swear word and not a major swear-word. He kinda awkwardly skips past that, helping you up while having you sit down while he cleans up the remains of the now broken vase. Afterwords he scolds you for using the "bad word".

"MC. You know we do not say that word is this house. That is bad, and we do not repeat what others say."—Sounds like a angry middle-aged mom LMAOOOO

I think he might scold them for a good fifteen minutes, reminding them to not say anymore bad words, as that can to lead to punishment (no toys for starters).

Mammon

I feel like he's that one uncle/brother who teaches the younger kids THE SWEAR WORDS IN THE FIRST PLACE 💀 He def sets them up, and tells them to "show off" to Lucifer. He literally taught them every swear word he knows, and said "I bet Lucifer will probably like if you greeted him that way!". Speed forward Dinner, Lucifer walks in sitting down in his usual chair. MC getting happy especially when Mammon sends them the thumbs-up to go along with their little "plan". Satan and Belphegor found it alittle weird that MC was suddenly so happier than usual, and to add onto it, so was Mammon. It was like he planning another scheme....OH FOR FUCKS SAKE WHAT DID MC JUST SAY????? The table went eerily slient after MC looked Lucifer dead in the eyes and yelled out "Hi you son of a BITCH! SUCK MY DICK!". The silence was interrupted by Mamon laughing, barely holding back tears at this point. Satan and Levi joined in–Satan not believing MC actually said what he had wanted to say for so long, and Levi finding it hilarious that someone as small and weird as a "Normie Child" like MC, could swear like that. Dinner was somewhat quiet after that, and it only worsened as towards the end MC spoke up again. "Hey you fucker! I want the rest of the godamn fucking mashing fucking potatoes!" You said pointing to the mashed potatoes now on Asmo's Plate. He himself was taken back by your now more demanding vocabulary than usual. "MC-!" "NO YOU LISTEN HERE FUCKER!". Even though your words so aggressive, you said them with such a happy face that the whole table was confused. How were you happy but so angry???–Okay Dinner was cut short. Yeaaaaah very short, and a early bedtime and timeout chair for you. After Lucifer did some instigating (literally threatening to tie them from the celling) he found out this was Mammon's doing. Let's just say, not a fun week for you and Mammon..🚶‍♂️

-Might do the rest of the brothers later ! Thank you for requesting, and I'm so sorry for deleting your whole request :[ 🥞

[d8nielaa]

Bunny Lore

Authors Note: I know nobody asked for this but since I have a good amount of Bunny x Ponyboy pics up, I thought I'd give y'all a little taste of what Bunny is like.

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Bunny, whose real name is Priscilla (I don't know what Ace's last name is so if you know what it is-or have any suggestions for their last name, please lmk)

Ace started calling her Bunny because one time when the two were out on a walk and a bunny literally came out of nowhere.

Bunny started chasing it and she caught it, holding it gently in her hands as she gently stroked its brown fur.

She just kept muttering "bunny bunny bunny, my bunny"

And Ace stuck with it.

So this means that Bunny has a bunny 💀

She named the bunny coco, since it's brown

Ik original right??? Right guys...?

Anyway, Bunny does look a lot like Ace. LIKE A LOT

Same brown eyes

Same tan/caramel tan skin

Same brown curls, except Bunny's are a lot longer and go past her shoulder.

Her fashion is mixed and she doesn't really mind wearing boy or girl clothes because..

Well, clothes is clothes and she's just happy to have something.

But she lovesss-LOVESS styling her curls.

I mean who wouldn't

People who have curly hair are literally majestic because their curly hair is easy to style

But ik it's hard to take care of so for my curly heads out there, you're my troopers and ily.

The gang is always-ALWAYS protecting that girl.

Especially Ponyboy.

He loves that girl with his heart and soul.

He'll sometimes write little stories or poems about her and even for her at times.

He's still a little shy when it comes to that.

Her favorite color is purple

Don't ask why it just is

She hates fights-like despises them

But she did participate in the rumble because

DO IT FOR JOHNNY

#missyoujohnnycakes

ANYHOW

Bunny is a very shy and sympathetic person, and is secretly friends with a few Soc girls.

Including Bev

I've always hc in my head that Bunny has this thing abt her that just makes people like her

Like nobody hates the poor girl

She's kind-insanely kind

She loves to cook and bake, and she often helps out darrel with dinner so the food will have some flavor 💀

She loves

LIKE LOVESS the rain

Sometimes she plays around in it with Ponyboy, even though they know they're gonna get sick after.

They do it because their two lovesick teens

Unfortunately Bunny has been jumped before

Three times actually...

IM SORRY BUT SHE HAS TO GO THROUGH SOME SORT OF TRAUMA

Dally and Two-Bit taught her how to fight cause why wouldn't they

She knows about Soda's crush on Ace and is always helping him trying to get with her or at least make some progress with her

She loves the gang, and is a very loyal person

She'll never fail them

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[trashbag-baby666]

I’ll Always Be Around-Buck/Bucky

Summary: Gale is in his head and John pulls him out.

WC: 1,326

C/W: Referenced/Implied homophobia and mentions of divorce.

MOTA Masterlist!

Gale sat in his car in the driveway in silence. He didn’t know where he wanted to go besides to Johns but he hadn’t answered yet. He just didn’t want to be at home considering his parents were raging at him for getting snippy with his Grandma at dinner. She always made sure to voice her strong opinion of how she disliked John so much and said that it’s just not right that two men are together.

Gale:

You’re at your dads, right?

John:

Yeah, Croz is here though. But I think he’s leaving when Bubbles is done with work.

Gale:

Can I come over?

John:

Yeah we just gotta be quiet bc the affair baby is sleeping 🙄💀

Gale put his car in reverse as he backed out of the long driveway. Now that John's parents were divorced and their house wasn’t a war zone all the time he had started letting people come over again; Although, he basically lived with the Clevens most of the time.

Gale knew how uncomfortable John's dad’s new wife made him. Some young secretary from his office that was closer in age to them than him. He also knew how much John disliked the fact that he now had a half brother. John had pretty much became a ghost in his own house when he was home. He could come and go and his dad wouldn’t even notice. But the times he stayed at his moms it wasn’t much better. Instead of being ignored she berated him all the time.

John jumped up from the couch as he heard the knocks on the door. He and Croz had been playing Fortnite and Stardew Valley all afternoon on John's new Switch.

“Hey handsome,” John leaned against the door frame. He could see in Gale's eyes that this was not the time and he turned his silly down.

“Did you have a good day?” Gale asked, kissing John on the cheek, following John into the house.

“Yeah, it was alright, me and Croz just played with the new Switch.” John hummed.

“Oh hey, Buck.” Croz waved then turned back to the TV where he was now focusing on Stardew Valley.

“Hey Croz,” Gale toed off his converse and kinda just slumped into John's arms. John wrapped his arms around Gales' waist holding the other.

“Is everything okay?” John whispered in his ear. John was worried about him; this was not typical Gale behavior. Something in his pretty blue eyes wasn’t glimmering either.

“We can talk later about it,” Gale nuzzled his head into John's neck taking in the familiar scent of his fruity aftershave. He placed a small kiss on his neck before pulling away and finding a seat on the couch by Croz.

“You wanna hear something funny?” Croz glanced over at Gale then back to the TV.

“Of course I do.”

“No are you gonna tell him about-”

“Yes, Leo threw up all over Bucky earlier. No joke. His dad left us with the baby for like an hour so he could go to the store or something. But he just started crying and crying.”

“Who? Bucky?” Gale let a small smirk pull on his face looking over to John. he stood with his arms crossed by the couch shooting daggers at Gale.

“Yeah, Bucky was crying, but anyway Leo is crying and Bucky holds him like this.” Croz grabbed a pillow and started patting it, “So he’s trying to burp him or something.”

“In my defense I’m doing what Mrs. Brewer taught us in child development.” John held up his hands in defense referring to the week long baby project.

“Bucky shut up I’m trying to get to the best part.” Croz waved his hand at the taller, “So he pulls Leo away and is just holding him out and Leo projectile vomited all over Bucky's shirt.”

John shook his head sitting down between them and smacked Gale on the leg lightly as Gale began laughing, throwing his head back, “Oh it's funny now Gale but it was your shirt.”

“My shirt?” Gale raised his eyebrows pointing at himself now praying that John at least tried to wash it and didn’t just throw it away, “Which shirt?”

“I don’t know the one from when you played Tennis at the country club?” John shrugged, knocking his elbow into Bucks. Gale felt a wave of relief washing over him that it wasn’t one of his nicer shirts he still wore besides when John would hijack it, “I’m never babysitting the affair baby again. I didn’t even want to watch him. My dad just kinda handed him off to me and left.”

“I can’t believe neither of us died, it was a long…hour to say the least.” Croz giggled, although all of this was at John's expense it did lift a bit of the anxious weight off of Gale's chest.

Bubbles had picked up Croz and the other two found their way to John's room. It certainly was in a cleaner state than it was the last time Gale had been in here. There was some clothes on the floor but not much else besides his cluttered desks of trinkets, mostly of little unicorns.

“So I’m sensing dinner didn’t go well?” John laid back on his bed.

“No,” Gale shook his head, picking up a pink ceramic unicorn Gale remembered buying him at a thrift store. It had always been his favorite unicorn of John's seemingly endless collection, “Can I borrow some clothes, I don’t know if I’m gonna go home tonight…if that's okay with you?”

“Yeah, for sure. Probably have more of your clothes laying around here somewhere.” John snickered sitting on his knees by his closet and digging through his dresser drawers. Gale just wanted to get out of the clothes he had been wearing all night and to just lay with John. He wanted to feel his hands on him and he wanted to breathe in his smell and just be so close to him.

“Thanks,” Gale hummed, taking the sweatpants and shirt John passed him, “Grey sweatpants so you can stare at my dick?”

“Maybe?” John shrugged, pulling Gales' brown sweater off of him.

“But no dinner was a disaster,” Gale sighed, pulling off his shirt and undoing his belt.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” John directed his gaze down to the floor, John had never been good in situations like this. He never knew what to say and rather opted for something funny.

“No it’s okay I’m kinda just ranting, I can stop though?”

“No it’s fine you know I’m just bad with words.”

Gale finished changing and fought a battle with himself before deciding to just take his contacts out and throw them away. He should’ve known he’d probably end up staying at Johns tonight but he didn’t even grab anything he just left.

“Can I lay on top of you?” Gale rocked back and forth on his heels, the only light in the room coming from John's lamp. Illuminating the right side of Johns beautiful

“Yeah, come on in here.” John motioned for him and lifted up the blankets for him. Gale climbed in resting his head on John's chest listening to his heartbeat for a moment. John wrapped his arms around Gale's waist and let a small toothy smile come out, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Gale shut his eyes for a moment letting his focus be on John's heartbeat. He didn’t want to think about his day anymore; he just wanted to be with the love of his life.

“I don’t wanna talk about today.” Gale mumbled feeling one of John's hands come up and into his blonde hair, slowly carding his fingers through it.

“We don’t gotta talk about nothin’ at all, babe.” John held Gale close to him like he was a precious teddy bear.

“Okay,” Gale met John’s gaze, “Thank you for being here for me.”

“Anytime, Buck.”

[strawbrygashez]

Horrid Henry fic

Nails (PART 1)

This is my first time attempting to write a Horrid Henry fic.. so please be nice 🙏 especially bc I’m a little rusty with writing fics in general. Also I’m not creative with titles sorry 💀 but yeah just a fic about a trip to the nail salon :) and it’s slightly set more into modern times but that’s not a big part of the fic. Also I decided to just post this as Part 1 bc I dunno if anyone will even like this 💀

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“Henry.. what are you doing? Mum said to-”

“Yeah,Yeah. Quiet worm. I’m just looking. There’s no harm in that is there?” Henry replied, before turning his attention back to all the nail polish bottles displayed up on shelves. It had honestly surprised him seeing how many different colors and shades there were. Sure his mum had her own few nail polishes but never any ��fun’ ones.

Neither of them had actually been to a nail salon before. Usually whenever their Mum would get her nails done for special occasions, she’d hire a babysitter if their dad wasn’t home. This time however, she was out of luck. She couldn’t get hold of anyone available so she had to bring her two boys along, while of course not forgetting to give Henry an earful about being on his best behavior in the car. It was all things he’s heard before so he mostly has tuned it out, along with the sound of his little brother going on about something he didn’t care about yet again.

Henry himself wasn’t exactly thrilled about going. Sitting around waiting at least two hours for their mum to get her nails done for the same old Christmas event like last year didn’t sound like the most exciting thing in the world. He’d much rather be at home adding more toys his Christmas list than this but at least he had a new place to scope out.

A certain bottle of nail polish had caught his eye once he focused back on the wall in front of him. It was a dark almost swampy green color that had big chunks of glitter mixed in. An odd combo but one that Henry found himself admiring. “Hey. This one isn’t half bad!” He said, picking the bottle up before turning back towards Peter to show him his discovery.

“Uhm. Yes Henry but mum said not to mess around. Especially not with things…” His wormy little brother replied, glancing over to where she sat. She hadn’t noticed Henry had gotten up from the couch yet, too busy chatting away with the nail tech.

“I’m not messing around. I’m looking. Like I said.” Henry retorted with a slight frown. Jeez, did he always have to be a goody two shoes? The worm was even sitting there with his hands clasped together in his lap like he was attending Sunday school.

“Well.. Those are glass so…” Peter mumbled before looking back to Henry.

“I know. I’m not stupid.” He huffed. He swore it was like his whole family were just always anticipating for him to mess something up, especially on purpose. For better or worse, like when most people said something negative about him, he just learned to deal with it though-all the comments about how he’s never going to be anything but horrid in every situation.

He supposed if that’s all anyone ever expects him to act though, why not go along with it? Well. Most of the time. Right now he really wasn’t planning anything. Not even opening up a bottle and painting a little streak somewhere just to see how it looked, even though the thought did cross his mind. Plus since Christmas was only a few weeks away, Santa was probably watching him more now than ever so he’d been playing it safe…mostly.

“I didn’t say that! I just-” Peter began.

“Ugh! I get it already.” Henry huffed as he put the bottle back where he’d found it. Turning back to face Peter he noticed that at some point, he had gotten their shared IPad out. “Oh yes! It’s my turn to play on that Peter! You played on it the whole car ride here!” Henry grinned as he ran up to his little brother. He yanked it out of his hands and yet again frowned once he saw Peter had some dumb baby game that taught people how to spell, opened. Closing the dumb app he wondered when will he ever get into real games like Five Nights at Freddys?

Peter gasped when it had been taken out of his hands, and pouted even more once Henry plopped down next to him and opened Minecraft. “Henry! Mum said I could have it for a few days since you kept it for almost a week!” He whined, watching as the menu screen of the game popped up.

Henry spat out a ‘tch’. “Yeah, but only for school work mostly. I had that dumb presentation to work on and our old computer has been acting up remember? I barely played anything!” Maybe that was a bit of a lie. He maybe had hidden under his covers for a night or two to play Among Us but Peter didn’t need to know that. Henries answer didn’t satisfy Peter like it usually doesn’t, but the crybaby would just have to deal with it. He needed to continue collecting more materials for his next project in the game.

What came next didn’t surpise Henry at all.

Peter climbed down off the ‘waiting room’ couch and frowned. “I’m going to tell! I was doing something important!” He whined. Henry didn’t give a reaction at all. All Peter saw was Henry now pressing on the screen, probably guiding his little character around. Without looking up Henry replied. “Was it? Were you trying to learn how to spell annoying? Because it’s spelled P-E-T-E-R”

That was it for the little blonde. He spun around and quickly made his way over to their mother, reminding himself not to bump into her or pull on her sleeve like he usually did. As he came up, she initially smiled and asked “Yes sweetie?” She clearly been too caught up in her chat to notice what had been going on.

“Mum! Henry called me a name and took the IPad even though it’s my turn!” The blonde ear-gratingly whined while throwing in a sad, innocent look. Their mum couldn’t help but to sigh and roll her eyes. Of course not because of Peter, but because of Henry. She looked up from Peter over to Henry who had his tongue sticking out in focus as he pressed around on the large screen.

“Don’t be horrid Henry. Give your brother the IPad back and just sit there and read one of those magazines on the table or something.”

Like usual, she sounded exasperated.

He looked up from whatever he was doing and scowled “What? Why?! I just now got on! He’s been hogging it all day! It’s not fair! I just-”

“N-O spells no Henry. Can’t you just listen for once? You’re embarrassing me.” She argued back, now basically glaring daggers at the boy. Henry had almost tried to argue back until he looked right at her. Though most times he could push past the mean glares his parents would give him, looking like he’s the most terrible person in the world, he just felt it get to him slightly more today. He paused for a little bit, mouth hanging open until he finally looked back down and closed his games before half heartedly holding the IPad out towards Peters direction.

“See? Not that hard is it?” Their mum added in as she watched her younger son make his way back over to the couch and once Peter had it back and sat down, she turned towards the nail tech. “I’m so sorry. You know how it is with boys, right?” She asked with an awkward grin. The lady doing her nails nodded, smiling. “Yep, my youngest one is quite the handful. I have to keep my eye on him at home and while we’re out!”

Their mum laughed a little before responding, “For me it’s my oldest! Hes pretty troublesome alright. Even at his age..I thought it would stop by now” Henry caught a glimpse of the mean side eye she gave him, since he’d been occasionally looking up at the two while crossing his arms.

Henry didn’t react though. For a couple reasons but the main one was just that he was lost in his head about how if he makes his mum anymore angry, mean old unfair Santa might not get him that new Killer Rat Boys CD he’d been wanting. So instead of trying to find words to defend himself, he little huffed and looked over his brothers shoulder at the little baby game he’d pulled up again.

“Thank you for giving it back Henry! I almost have enough points on here to get my character a new outfit!” Peter gleamed once he noticed Henry was watching. Henry didn’t feel like dignifying that with a real response so he just mumbled something about how the words he had to spell on the screen were too easy-even for Peter, but the blonde went on about how it’s good to practice anyways. He had a spelling bee coming up after Christmas break so he wanted to keep practicing until then because yes, he needed yet again another trophy. Well he didn’t say the last part out loud but Henry knew how much Peter loved ‘being the best’ and making their parents proud. So instead of telling him off, he just rolled his eyes and continued to watch him play for a bit longer.

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Eventually, Henry had gotten too bored watching Peter play his baby game and listening to him trying to figure out what he was supposed to spell out loud. So, he even tried to read one of the magazines on the table his mum had told him to look at but it was incredibly boring and lame as well. He didn’t care about all these weird celebrities he barely knew and their break ups and drama so he didn’t pick up another one once he’d skimmed through all the pages. It would have been much more fun if he could had spread one of those nail polishes all over the peoples faces in there. Maybe give them mustaches and glasses too but he just settled with thinking about how he could get his hands on a nail polish after this and a dumb magazine so he could mess it up without eyes on him.

The planning and daydreaming was enough for a while as he lazily sunk back into the couch but even that got too boring as well.. and his mum seemed lost in conversation yet again since someone from work had called her. She had her phone between her shoulder and side of her face as the worker kept doing whatever it is with her nails. So since she was busy, Henry decided it wouldn’t hurt to bother his wormy little brother again.

He looked over his shoulder yet again. Peter looked like he was thinking real hard with this new ‘missing letter’ question that popped up. Henry didn’t even bother to read whatever the word could be before he pressed a random letter on the IPad. A big ‘X’ showed up on the screen along with a frowning face which made Henry chuckle.

“Henry!! I was close to figuring out what letter went there! Why did you do that?!” Peter whined, turning himself away from Henry, mostly just trying to hold the IPad out of Henry’s reach.

Henry continued to sarcastically smile as he shrugged. “I dunno. Sorry! I was just trying to help. I really thought I had it!”

Peter frowned at him, maybe believing him, maybe not. Either way he scooted away some and pressed the arrow on the screen to go to the next question. “I don’t need your help. I need to review this stuff. Not you!” Peter said, not taking his eyes off the screen.

“Whatever. See if I try to help you ever again.” Henry replied but with no malice in his voice. He just continued to grin as he moved himself to sit up on his knees and scoot closer to Peter. Peter was about to say something until Henry pressed yet again another random letter, giggling as he saw Peter’s points going down.

Peter stared in shock for a minute before threatening to tell on him again, making Henry’s smile drop. “Oh, it’s not that important worm. It’s just some babies game.”

When Peter didn’t even reply and just moved onto the next question, Henry gave up and decided to dramatically groan and flop over to lay on the couch. Just how much longer do they have to be here? He’d almost rather be at school than this place. At least there, tons of interesting things happened around him and there was tons to get up to. Here he was only allowed to sit there and wait, with the knowledge burning in his mind that if he messes up too much, he might just end up on the naughty list.

So he dramatically laid there, arm shielding his eyes from the bright lights. He stayed like that for only a little bit until a voice close by jostled him out of his thoughts. Moving his arm up just a tad, squinting because of the blinding lights, he let out a “Huh?” Not being able to see who ever had said whatever it was.

He could only barely make out the vision of a lady bending down just slightly and smiling at him after he’d uncovered his eyes.

“Sorry. I said are you alright?” She repeated.

After blinking a couple times, Henry could see her clearly. It was one of the employees he’d seen working away when they first came in. Even though she didn’t seem angry and was smiling, Henry didn’t trust that she wasn’t about to fuss at it him for being sprawled out on the couch like he owned the place, and not wanting to deal with his mum going on about how he was a embarrassment, he quickly sat back up normally as the lady stood up straight again.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry.” He grumbled, going back to crossing his arms and looking down.

“Oh, no. You’re free to lay down if you’d like. I just was worried.” She replied genuinely, also giving a smile to Peter who grinned back.

“I’m fine. Just-”

“Bored?”

Henry was quick to nod. Finally someone gets it. Who wants to sit around and wait? Especially without some good music or games to pass the time.

The brunette women let out a chuckle. “Yeah, I get that. My kid doesn’t like waiting around here either. Sorry we don’t have anything interesting around.”

Peter finally closed out of his app and put the IPad on sleep mode. “It’s quite alright ma’am! We understand this isn’t an area to play-”

“Quiet worm. You just don’t care because you’re hogging the IPad.” Henry interrupted, glaring at him.

It looked like Peter was about to say something back, more than likely he was going to go on another whiny rant but before Peter could say anything, the employee quickly cut in, lifting up both hands like she was trying to stop them both from starting another argument. “Hey. Have either of you had your nails painted before? I don’t see any on either of you.” She asked with a grin.

The brothers looked down at their nails, like they could have somehow been actually wearing some and forgot. Henry was quick to look back up. “Uhm. No. Isn’t that for girls?” He asked. He swore if another adult mistook him for a girl, he might risk getting one less gift under the tree.

The lady shrugged before putting her hands back down to her sides. “I don’t think so. My son loves having his done. It’s just some paint on your nails. I don’t see anything wrong with it. I believe anyone can wear it.

While the concept made Henry think for a moment longer, Peter was quick to grin widely, in a sudden a wave of excitement. “Really?!” He asked in astonishment. “Really.” She replied, matching his grin. “And if you two would like, me and my coworker don’t have any more clients for the day and we’re gonna close up shop soon so-”

Peter shoved his IPad back into his dumb little baby bag before he slid off the couch and looked up at her. “We’d love to! I- mean I would like to. I don’t know about my brother.”

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(To Be continued.. MAYBE 🤔)

[sloppy-little-witch-bitch26]

now that I'm riding this train, do you have any headcanons of kratos and hemidall together? or how their relationship progresses to something more than "enemies" also how they'd romp around in the sheets too 💀 im sensing thered be some sexual tension, especially on heimdalls side. he's never seen such a man like kratos, someone so physically strong and imposing yet a mind as calm and quiet as a gentle river. interested in your thoughts!

Okay, I LOVE this. Again… NSFW!!! NO MINORS. Seriously, I’ll feed to you Svanna and Speki…

Kratos x Heimdall - Enemies to Lovers. Smut ahead MDNI

Not proof read.. I’m very tired.

Let’s pretend Heimdall wasn’t unalived during the fight (maybe he did still loose his arm) but Kratos is walking away, Heimdall’s head is downcast and he lets out a quiet “I can’t go back, I can’t go back” and Kratos replies with a questionable “hmm?”

Heimdall is just defeated, he’s in pain. No one has ever so much as snagged his clothes let alone BEAT him in a fight. He knows damn well though he’s as good as dead if he goes back to Asgard

Kratos contemplates, Atreus’ voice in his head saying “everyone can be saved father” so he removes the spear and mutters a “you so much as antagonise my son and your fate will be much worse than you returning to Asgard”.

Heimdall follows, full on playing the kicked puppy routine, slowly trailing behind Kratos till they reach the others, too embarrassed to even look at their questionable faces everyone has seeing the spiteful little shit trailing behind Kratos.

Fast forward and Heimdall is being taught and learning what it takes to be his own person without Odin‘s influence and releasing not everyone has cruel intentions as he previously believed. People are being civil to him! He still kinda taunts Atreus though but only in thought.

The more time he spends with Kratos, even though tensions are rife, he’s looking at him, watching him. How can this behemoth of a man be so… calm. The roughness of his face, the lines around his eyes, the grey in his beard but yet those almost golden eyes never show him any contempt.

Heimdall fights within his mind. He’s the scion of the Aesir for crying out loud but when that huge Greek god looks at him, Heimdall becomes this timid shell, completely at the mercy of the Spartans gaze.

He starts thinking of the way Kratos helped him. He doesn’t yell at him. Never raises his hands, never condescends him, never puts him down. He treats him like an equal.

Heimdall starts to loosen up around Kratos then one day he’s outside Sindri’s cabin, hearing grunts followed by logs hitting the ground. He follows the sound and there is Kratos chopping wood for the fire. The effortless way he swings that axe and those muscles… they way they constrict and release with each swing. Heimdall is starting to feel flushed and that flush goes straight to his groin. Embarrassed, he high tails it away to avoid Kratos from seeing the wood Heimdall is now sporting.

Let’s say Ragnarok happens, Odin is dead, Asgard has fallen and Heimdall is in Vanaheim helping the Vanir and Aesir rebuild. Everyone has noticed he’s changed. he’s still offish but he’s trying. Kratos notices this too. Heimdall isn’t uptight any more, he’s actually letting loose a little and do his eyes actually sparkle more now he’s free from the burden of Asgard?

There’s been times late at night where they’ve held conversations. Heimdall enthralled by the stories of Kratos in Greece and something more is starting to stir within both of them. Is this what companionship feels like? Common ground with another being?

One night the thoughts become too much. Heimdall can’t sleep, the god of war plaguing each of his thoughts and he can’t help himself but ease the growing tension in his crotch. He assumes everyone is asleep and he is desperate, his hand reaches down until he grasps himself and by the gods.. the pleasure that runs though his veins the minute his grasps his aching cock.

Kratos awakens to whimpers. He’s confused, it’s must be Heimdall having a nightmare. He figures he needs to check on him, Kratos knows damn well how the past can effect a sleeping conscious. He slowly takes steps to Heimdall’s room. The whimpers are becoming more frequent but he thinks nothing of it until he opens the door and he cannot take his eyes off of the sight. Heimdall is lying there, languidly twisting his wrist and palm over his very erect cock, the slick sounds of skin on skin, the glistening of pre cum coating Heimdall’s shaft and Kratos feels himself hardening.

Too lost in the feeling, brain flooded with thoughts of Kratos, Heimdall’s foresight is practically useless at this point, he doesn’t even hear the footsteps coming towards him until he feels his hand still being replaced by something much warmer and much more calloused. Shock setting in, bifrost eyes widening in fear but when he feels Kratos start to pump, by the Norns, he could’ve cum right there and then.

As always, there’s a calm and collected approach to the way Kratos’s closed palm moves so effortlessly along him but the warmth, the pressure, the heat coming from Kratos and Heimdall is close, so damn close. But he wants, no.. he NEEDS MORE.

Too consumed by pleasure to actually speak but he locks eyes with Kratos and he is BEGGING the man to either make him finish or just put him out of his misery.

What follows is an event Heimdall never would’ve imagined. He’s on his back, legs pushed towards his chest and he’s just so damn FULL. The feeling of Kratos… hard, hot, thick and deep is too much and yet not enough. Kratos is towering over Heimdall. Nothing but brawn and muscle and yet each movement. Each stroke. Every slow, tortuous stroke is hitting his spot just right at every thrust and Heimdall is seeing stars.

For the first time in his life, someone is caring for him. Focusing slowly on his pleasure, his comfort, his well-being and he’s so close and so full he almost wants to cry.

What feels like hours is spent in pure, all consuming ecstasy and Heimdall has never felt this connection before.

Kratos, still as composed as ever is also feeling confused but the way this young man clamps around him is too delicious, he needs more. He’s missed that closeness of another person. It may be nothing, a one time thing. A way to relive stress but with the golden haired man beneath him, the heat enveloping his hardened member, he could not care less.

Both men are spent. Heimdall is half expecting Kratos to up and leave without saying a word. Kratos got what he needed, he had no use for him now but when he’s gently pulled towards the Spartan and strong arms are wrapped around him, one hand slowly moving to play with his hair he’s overcome with feeling. For the first time since he can remember, Heimdall falls asleep feeling at peace.

Probably more Heimdall’s character but this bitch is still INSUFFERABLE at times. Mouthing off, sarcastic isms thrown left right and centre towards everyone and anything still happens on the daily until one day, he’s said the wrong thing to Kratos and all it takes is one look at Kratos’ face and he knows he’s about to be punished.

He knows damn well he’s going to be sore tomorrow and walking with a limp after Kratos is done with him but… he’s the god of foresight. He saw this coming after all… that’s exactly why he chose to push the Spartans buttons.

[generational-atrophy]

What if Japan and America taught p/o martial arts along with firearms because they wanted to be like John Wick? P/o stands for platonic other.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=xSM_nz6gKOI&pp=ygUVam9obiB3aWNrIGZpZ2h0IHNjZW5l

hetalia japan and america teaching their friend martial arts

0.5k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: guns, but thats it!

a/n: guys im so sorry i have 3 extracirculars n a full load of college classes with my high school ones and also russian lessons all the time im TRYING to get to requests 💀

Japan

Kiku would be a little apprehensive about teaching you that kind of thing. Although he can't help but maintain his skills, he likes to think that that stuff is behind him.

Although if you pestered him enough, he'd give in.

During feudal times, he felt that joining any clan would be betraying his country. By swearing his loyalty to an individual, he would be giving up his promise to protect his people above anything else.

Because of this, he lived as a ronin for many years. He trained extensively in kyudo, tanto, kenjutsu, and other now-extinct forms of battle.

But if you're serious about this, he is not going to be a kind teacher. He's going to train you like he was trained... or well, as close as he can get. It's hard to get completely connected to the natural world when there's a plane overhead every hour.

He acts completely different to how you've seen him. He's not afraid to be rude and hurtful anymore, to the point that he may hurt you pretty badly in your training. But, you can tell how much this is his element.

However, he's going to teach you the spiritual aspects of the fighting techniques as well. He expects you to follow bushido if you're going to use these skills. At least, as much as you can nowadays.

He's not big on firearms though. You'll have to go to Alfred for that. Kiku finds them too... gruesome. He believes strongly that it's an unjustifiably terrible way to die, so he wouldn't teach you to use them.

America

Alfred would be the perfect friend to ask for that kind of thing. Although he's lacking in a lot of technical knowledge, he's very good at pulling off those movie stunts.

(When he was younger and being trained by others,  he always insisted on doing the flashy stuff first. And uh... none of those mentors lasted very long.)

As a teacher, he'd be very patient but not very... good at teaching, exactly. He'd do the thing you wanted to do, but he wouldn't know the steps. It'd just be a lot of “Just do it!” which, obviously, tells you nothing.

He's quite good at teaching you self-defense stuff specifically. It's the only thing he's super good at. Though, he really has no handle on his strength. He might push you to the ground, or he might throw you out a window. It's a roll of the dice.

Also, he's a firearm collector! He's even kept some from when he was first born (Yes, he had guns when he was a baby. He's an American, after all!) You can't play around with the older ones, but the modern ones, you always have permission to take ‘em.

But he's gonna make sure you're super safe with them, also. Like, you can borrow them, but you can't take off even a single safety measure unless he's watching. Even after months of you doing crazy trick shots with them, he's still paranoid.

He loves you showing you cool tricks to do that you just... can't physically do. Like it's great that YOU can basically tear out your arm to do that, but I CAN'T!

But he'd be great at that (: he's a good friend.

[vacantgodling]

gimmeeee anyone from magic sex school tbh

🥂 "How do you celebrate you accomplishments?"

😷 "How often do you get sick? Do you stay at home when sick or do you end up going outside to, say, get some groceries? If you go outside, would you wear a mask?"

🧋 "What's your go-to thing to drink? Do you prefer cold or hot drinks?"

LETS GOOOOOO gonna do this for the main jumble of people bruno is friends with (minus cyril they aren’t friends PFFF)

🥂 "How do you celebrate you accomplishments?"

BRUNO: “Before university, probably just by hanging out with Pax and getting ice cream or something. My parents were always strict with my diet so unbridled sweets is always a good time for me. Now that I’m here… I mean, you already know what I’m going to say right?” (hook ups but he p much does that for every mood 💀 specifically i think he would be wanting a longer scene with Brielle or Freddie but like hell would he admit that)

PAX: “A good night at the bar with a couple of friends is golden!”

MALLORY: “Depending on how big the accomplishment, depends on how many people I’m inviting over to par~tay! So probably getting wasted and sucking more genitals than I can keep track of, but hey I also like playing party games like darts and shit so that’s fun too.”

BRIELLE: “I’ll usually buy myself something nice. A new top, or clothing piece for smaller things and then perhaps a few playtime accessories for something larger.”

FREDDIE: “Hmm… I don’t usually celebrate my accomplishments? It sounds bad, but I guess it’s just never that big of a deal to me! I should probably start though… ;;”

ELSIE: “Usually I’ll tell my grandmother and then I’ll treat the two of us out to a nice lunch or show* when both of us have time. She’s my favorite person to spend time with so it’s a fun little tradition I keep up.” (*she means like a play or the theatre in general)

CYRIL: “Probably some new tech for my gaming set up, or new gear for any of the larps and tabletop games I play. I’mma sucker for a good dice set.”

KENDRA (they/them): “Probably planning some time off and then either sleeping or going on a hike or nature walk or something, especially to a trail I haven’t been on yet.”

😷 "How often do you get sick? Do you stay at home when sick or do you end up going outside to, say, get some groceries? If you go outside, would you wear a mask?"

BRUNO: “I think I have a pretty resilient immune system…? I don’t tend to get sick more often than the average person I guess. But my mom’s taught me a bunch of potions for when I get sick so even when I do I tend to recover quickly and stop the contagiousness so I don’t really care about going outside with or without a mask. The only time I stay home is if I’m like… reeeeally sick but that’s only ever happened once?”

PAX: “The one good thing about my dad especially is he has a tank of an immune system and it seems like I inherited that from him—I rarely get sick. When I do I tend to stay home as much as possible and either ask people to pick things up for me or I mask up when I go out.”

MALLORY: “Funny thing about being a vassel actually, I get a weird kind of immunity to common sicknesses. I don’t really know how it works—when my parents explained I seriously wasn’t paying attention—but basically I dunno when I get any type of weird pathogen in me my body goes zap zap! and then that deletes itself. Hope that helps :)”

BRIELLE: “I get sicker more often than I’d like to, to be honest, at least once a quarter of the year in near every season though winter is the worst for me. I’ve been looking into remedies and other spells or potions to boost my immune system but nothing has really worked so far, yet. I hope I can have a breakthrough soon it’s quite challenging. And no, I tend to stay home when I’m sick. I do most of my work and schoolwork from home when possible so it’s never much of an issue.”

FREDDIE: “Ummm… I don’t really get sick that much? I don’t think? But I kind of soldier through it whenever I do. I wear masks and protective spells when I go out to try and avoid getting other people sick though.”

ELSIE: “I don’t get sick too often but when I get sick I really get sick! I tend to stay back at the manor whenever I’m sick because my parents worry too much and want to make sure I have top level care at all times, even for just a cold! I’ve been trying to be more independent now that I’m at university, so I will hopefully either not get sick, or I’ll be able to avoid telling them when I am… somehow;;”

CYRIL: “Nah I don’t get sick like that. When I do it’s kinda like. Whatever man. I take care of myself and if that means I gotta go out and get more supplies to hunker down then it just be like that.”

KENDRA: “I really only get sick when the weather changes drastically, which is usually around fall or spring. So, bi-annually. I just deal whenever I get sick unless I’m too feverish… then it’s hospital time.”

🧋 "What's your go-to thing to drink? Do you prefer cold or hot drinks?"

BRUNO: “I like sweet stuff, so juices or like slushies are kind of my go to. Alcoholic and virgin. So in that vein I guess I like cold drinks!”

PAX: “Nothing beats black coffee to me. I’m constantly guzzling the stuff. Cold or hot is kind of irrelevant to me; my drink temperature is dependent on the season: hot in the winter, cold in the summer.”

MALLORY: “Anything alcoholic that gets me fucked up fast. So…. tequila! Or soju, honestly. Cold drinks are better, they’re refreshing.”

BRIELLE: “I’m rather fond of lattes, or, really anything with caffeine. I am a college student after all. I suppose I lean towards warm drinks, but I don’t think it’s a huge preference.”

FREDDIE: “I’m really fond of sangria’s honestly, is that bad? It makes me sound like an alcoholic… though I guess I’m not as bad as Mal. I like warm drinks though overall! They’re comforting.”

ELSIE: “Cold drinks all the way. I’m pretty plain though, I’ll always take a cold glass of water. But tea is very good, especially iced!”

CYRIL: “Cold drinks are definitely what I prefer and I’m usually downing energy drinks. Anything with caffeine, honestly.”

KENDRA: “I’m pretty fond of hot chocolate—but I prefer when it’s made of dark chocolate. It’s not too sweet. I like lukewarm drinks though; not too hot but also not too cold.”

[crowwithinternetaccess]

tell me one of your favorite backstories concerning your ocs

OH HO HO You are gonna regret asking this XD

My favorite OC backstory I've written so far is for Indigowing, my Warrior Cats villain OC! I have a novel about him in the works, a playlist of songs I relate to him (here it is if you're interested: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLqBYNH4StWEIt9EnHCBGamTQ2qoXyEY7c), and a whole bunch of drawings and animations on my yt. I'm kinda obsessed 💀

SO I'll try to explain this as concise as possible, but let's be fr this is abt to be a whole textwall so sorry for that LOL. It started in ThunderClan, where an eight moon old abandoned kit (Indigowing) was found. The ThunderClan leader took pity on him, as it was leaf-fall, and she believed he might not survive leafbare. Indigopaw was made an apprentice and began to train, learning the ways of the warrior code and how to fight and hunt, but surprised ThunderClan with his self-taught fighting techniques. By this time in his life, Indigopaw had already been on his own for so long (he didn't even remember who his parents were; his mother abandoned him as soon as he was weaned) that he could hunt and fight on his own, though ThunderClan saw his ways as backwards and cruel (and tbf he was). After moons of training, however, he was eventually made a warrior despite the fact that most of the clan did not trust him at all and only saw him for his past as a rogue kit. Up to this point, Indigowing stayed optimistic that he could prove himself, win over ThunderClan and MAKE them love him, but this all fell apart when, after a battle with WindClan where ThunderClan's then deputy died, Indigowing's "rival", Volestrike was chosen as the next deputy instead of him. To be fair to Indigowing, I wrote this so that if Indigo had been clanborn, he would have been chosen as deputy, but the entire clan being afraid of him is a pretty good reason not to make him deputy anyways. After this, Indigowing's attitude shifted as he finally realized that he simply would not be able to win over the clan. Their attitude towards him is half prejudice towards rogues and half because of his temper and his disregard for authority and rules. Soon after the naming of the new deputy, an altercation occurred where an argument between Volestrike and Indigowing turned into Indigowing attacking Volestrike, scarring the young deputy both physically and mentally. Indigowing was exiled from ThunderClan, and the furious warrior quickly came up with a plan; he would go to WindClan and lie that ThunderClan kicked him out because they "no longer wanted a rogue in their clan" (and they would believe him because in the story I did set up WC's leader, Nightstar, to like Indigowing, and because ThunderClan and WindClan were warring, so WC didn't like TC at all right then and would believe any slander against their enemy). Indigowing would then play the long game and climb the ranks in WindClan; once he was leader, he would destroy ThunderClan, kill Volestrike (who will be Volestar when they meet in the final battle), and become the most feared and powerful cat in the forest. After moons of working his way up in WindClan, tensions between WC and TC building, ESPECIALLY after TC realized that WC had taken Indigo in, Indigowing (not without a little murdering of some of the cats in his way) became Indigostar. The final confrontation between Indigostar and Volestar is in a massive battle between Thunder and WindClan, in which Indigostar is killed by his old foster mother from ThunderClan, Shadedpool. He is sent to the dark forest after death. Hope I explained that well as it's a kinda convoluted story XD

ANYWAYS that was a lot loll- tysm for asking though, I LOVE rambling about my edgy furry OCs. Indigowing has an art fight page as well: https://artfight.net/character/3938477.indigowing if you wanna see the art I've made of him!

[littlelioncub43]

Super dark!reader having naked Robert and Lloyd on a leash. They have to be on all fours when she walks somewhere and have to sit next to her (also on the floor) when she is having a meeting😏 she loves to humiliate them and loves to punish them

Oh my goodness, its been forever since we talked about Robert Pronge 💀 I went soft for this, I can't help it, I'm a softie!

The bruises on his knees were constant. The ache and tenderness in his joints never went away, you made sure of that. Thankfully, the blue, purple, and yellow marks only decorated his legs; you'd been in a kind mood these last few weeks, and he wanted to keep you like that.

Even now, as you sit in a meeting with one of your arms supplier from the West coast, you idly play with his hair. Hell, you even gave him a blanket to keep the icy bite of your office at bay— you in the best fucking mood on the planet. It was terrifying Robert.

You sat cross-legged in your leather chair at the head of the mahogany meeting table, your attention half on Martinez and half on your little pet at your feet. The statistics were mind-numbing, figures you already read in his report this morning, the meeting only being a formality, a show of respect to you. Martinez, thankfully, was just about done, he could tell you didnt want to be here any longer than necessary.

"That just about covers it, Ma'am. Any other details that I've missed should be in the report I sent this morning, but I'd be happy to go over them again if you'd like me t—"

"No need for that, Martinez, your report was very thorough," you calmly interrupt, still threading your fingers through Bobby's soft locks, your good mood was even scaring Martinez, "you may go now. Give my best to your wife, will you?"

"Yes, of course, Ma'am," he nodded with a well practiced professional smile. "Goodnight."

You don't watch Martinez as he makes his exit, instead keeping your eyes on Bobby, who's eyes were trained on the floor, like you taught him. His favorite dark blue blanket was wrapped around his waist, cushioning his knees. You though about giving him a pillow but you knew that he'd like the blanket more today. With a sigh, you gently turn Robert to face you with a finger on his chin.

"You've been so good for me, pet," you whisper and hold his chin in your hand, your thumb stroking his cheek. Robert was nearly a puddle from the praise alone, but the gentle touches were sending him deep into the headspace only you could put him in. You grin when you see his eyes glaze over. God, he was so fucking easy to control. "You like being good, don't you, pet?"

"Yes, Mistress," he agrees immediately, his voice dreamy and desperate— absolutely pathetic, "I love being good."

"I know you do, baby," you coo and lean down to kiss his forehead, a reward. When you pull back, Bobby's hands are gripping the blanket over his thighs firmly to keep to himself, ever the good boy. What catches your eye is the growing tent beneath the navy blue blanket. "Aw, Bobby, are you hard?"

He nods as his face flushes with a combination of embarrassment and desire. He can barely remember a time when you calling him 'pet' didn't get him harder than a fucking rock, but he knows he wasn't always like this. The thought doesn't linger for long when you tug his leather leash to bring him closer to you, your lips barely touching as you speak.

"Shall I take care of that for you, pet?"

How can he refuse?

[pumpkinsy0]

Buck x Tim headconnons

I feel like they would be a good duo

Buck can fight, but he's just retired to fight. Just tends the Bar he owes

They will both beat peoples asses, if they fight together

Tim makes fun of Buck for being old, but Buck doesn't get mad he lets it slide

If its Buck's b-day, Tim will steal him little gifts (Buck gets mad at Tim for stealing but is thankful for the gift)

If its Tim's b-day, Buck will let him have free beer (only on his birthday)

Tim dares Buck to fight him, but still losses to Buck anyways 😂

When Tim is having a bad day, he will go to Buck's bar and spend there all day till he's drunk (maybe will often tell Buck about his bad day, and Buck will try his best to comfort him) I thought that will be cute♥😭

Since Buck has a dog (I feel like it should be a girl and her name should be pig) But Buck's dog loves Tim and Tim loves her back, he loves playing with her and she loves playing with him

One time Buck was laughing at Tim, because he was getting attacked by Pig while playfighting, and she accidentally bit Tim so hard he ended up having a scar on his neck (ofc Buck took Pig off Tim, but Tim was hurt so badly he couldn't talk right for a few week😭)

Tim wasn't mad at Pig, but was mad at Buck for laughing at him💀 (its fine if u don't like the whole idea)

When Tim's car isn't working and he need to go some places, he would steal Buck's car and Buck finds out, gets really pissed at him for stealing his car

Speaking of Buck's car, Tim like riding with Buck when he's running errands (Tim's passenger princess😭 Buck is forces to buy him stuff) 💀

Sorry for writing so much. And sorry if you don't like some stuff I put down. But I would love to see what you come up with. (I love your headconnons there so awesome! I wanna know what you put for THESE TWO. And its them being friends not lovers I swear😭)

This is the same person that asked for the "Buck Merrill headconnons" just letting you know. :D And you know that Buck is my favorite character. :D I also loved what you wrote for him, and thanks for taking your time writing about him. Now I wanna know for this one. :D

OOoOo i actually dont see many ppl talk about buck n tim so id b happy to talk about it!!!

perhaps buck will b my third fav caribbean man of the outsiders one day

•i see them as business partners and friends!!! not exactly THEE closest of friends, but friends nonetheless!!!

•so like,,,both of em r black,,,,both got 4c hair,,,perhaps they share tips n tricks on how to maintain their hait🗽🗽

•i can totally see buck w cornrows, tim probably did it for him as a “thanks for letting me hide out here while the cops searched for me and patching me up”

•tim can braid hair thanks to practice on angela and curlys hair btw i feel like i should announce that

•tim absolutely does make fun of buck for being old even though it’s literally by a few years buck is so sick of it, ESPECIALLY when tims drunk, ur so real for this hc anon

•for tims bday he definitely abuses his free beer privileges n takes some home, if he can get it for free and not have to pay later he’s DEFINITELY gonna b on that

•buck doesnt rlly fight anymore but he for sure isnt rusty, hes the bartender AND the bouncer let that b known☝🏽☝🏽

•buck MIGHT join in on a rumble if tim RLLY needed the backup but thats a huge might

•AT FIRST pig was fucking terrified of tim, like she would run away from tim, but tim gave her some food ONCE and now she loves em

•sometimes when buck and tim get together for business reasons tims just petting pig cause fluffy dog goes brrrrr

•inspired by my dog but sometimes pig just takes tims hand and literally forces the guy wherever and tim wants to hate it but pig is a cutie so he lets it slide<33

•LIKE I SAID caribbean men, buck prolly taught tim some trinidadian creole english while tim taught buck some haitian creole #culturalkingswowiezowie

•if tims having a bad day or is just bored and doesnt rlly wanna go home he just goes to bucks bar to pick someone up or drink a bit hes not a busy man EVERY day surprisingly

•rlly when it comes to buck, if darry cant rlly relate to him he knows that buck will to some degree!!!

•ALSO ALSO hc that when tims locked up or gets arrested, he calls for buck to watch over angela and curly, cant have them without a guardian now

BUT YEA THIS IS WHAT I COULD COME UP W ON THE WHIM hope u liked it anon🫶🏽🫶🏽

and thx for liking the hcs :D!!

[slytherinshua]

He's just precious. I definitely need to watch some of his live performances! I love it when artists really get into the music. Yechan is quite fun to watch, he seems to get quite into it. And Wonsang!! I love it when he is making faces while playing bass (generally I'm reacting the same way to his parts ahaha)

People are honestly so tough to deal with sometimes lol. I'd become a recluse if I could ahaha. I was talking about this with my brother once, when I finally have enough money to move out (not anytime soon 😭) I NEED to live with someone else. Partly for safety, but also because if I don't I'll become a hermit and never leave ahaha (also because I despise cooking and there is a very real possibility that I'll just starve instead lol). I'm glad you enjoy talking to me, I do too! (Feel free to message me anytime too!)

That's exciting, I hope it goes well!! Are you working towards grades or anything? Or do you just go along with music that you want to learn? Lessons on zoom seems interesting, online classes were hard enough sometimes so music lessons must have been something else. It is literally so hard to find motivation to practice! Like I want to be better, but I don't want to practice ahaha. Although I use to really have to practice because my mum taught me for a while so she'd definitely know if I didn't 😭

Oh wow you were so close to them!! I'd probably forget to how to pose as well, although I can't really pose in general without it being awkward lol. That's really cute that he was telling you what he was going to do

i remember my favourite hyunsang song (or maybe favourite song of all time in general) is snowflake and i watched the live of it and there's this one part where he looks back at his band/orchestra behind him and just smiles so widely before he goes up onto the lifted platform to do his guitar solo AND IDK IT MADE ME EMO CAUSE I NEVER SEE THAT BIG SMILE FROM HIM HES SO CUTE (here if u wanna see it btw)

yechan is always so mesmerizing to watch he gets SO into the music and playing you just can't take your eyes off of him!! wonsang always has fun with it and dances, smiles so wide, or focuses really hard when hes doing hard parts on the bass i just love him i could talk about him all day

yeah and its pretty bad i don't have like any interaction irl its all online and im kinda thankful for that because its a lot easier to deal with interactions online than in person its a lot less stressful 😭😭 but i never go outside i swear 😭😭 i feel like i would get so lonely if i was living alone even though i don't tend to think of myself as someone who needs in person social interaction... but i think it would build up and hit hard if i no longer had people around me to talk to even a little every day like my family.... hehe i will its so fun to talk to you ^^

rn i do plan to take another music exam probably grade 6 since that'll be the easiest to do. i need it for a high school credit so we'll see how it goes. i've done grade 3 and grade 5 in the past and got first class honors both times i think but it's still extremely stressful i think i cried both times lmao 😭😭 technically im more grade 8 or 9 piano but i don't want to do a higher level when i don't need to and haven't been playing for a year so we'll see how grade 6 stuff goes.... online lessons for piano were interesting for sure 😭😭 it was harder to do stuff like ear training and having the teacher not like exactly there with you made it harder to progress... i also forgot abt my piano lesson times a lot and would oversleep 💀 i really lost motivation to practice around the same time i was getting burned out because of school idk... back in 2020 i was so motivated with piano i would practice so much and that's actually why after i finished my grade 5 exam i progressed like 3 levels right after. i remember getting the grade 6-7 books but all the pieces were so easy in them all of sudden just cause of how much i practiced lol. but now i think i'm gonna struggle a bit to pick things back up before it gets easy again. damn having your mom as your teacher must've been hard but also nice in a way i assume?? i remember my mom used to bribe me with stuff to get me to practice, and one time i wanted to quit and she would not let me which was good cause i would've regretted it so hard but at the time i was not happy that i couldn't quit 😭😭

i remembered a pose for the second pic we took but for the first one my mind was just so blank, party cause i didn't know we were gonna do group photo immediately and also cause sangyeop was RIGHT there talking to ME. like he literally told me to sit i prob would've been fine if he hadn't spoken but like he did so ITS HIS FAULT FR 😭 i wanted to follow the pose he said he was gonna do and i did for the second pic since he said a heart pose but like damn my brain didn't want to understand what a flower pose was....