#fallennation

[beautouslysandy]

We’re Glad Your Okay

Darry Curtis x GN!Reader

By-Sandy

Word Count: 985

Warnings: Not proofread and might have a bit of angst??

-The scene where Darry hits Ponyboy by mistake, and then Ponyboy runs off with Johnny and then Bob gets murder by Johnny and then Johnny and pony boy go to the church. Dallas told them about it, and then the church it’s lit on fire, and so on and so forth. (ifykyk)

-You have been with Darry since high school, you go to the local college (not community), and you're parents before they passed away had funds saved for you to go to college. -You live with Darry, Sodapop, and Ponyboy.

DISCLAIMER: THE LINES ARE NOT ACCURATE

You were in the kitchen grabbing a snack. It was around two o’clock in the morning. You grabbed a bag of chips and walked over to where Sodapop and Darry were, you saw Ponyboy.

“Where the hell have you been? Do you know what time it is?” Darry yelled and got up from the chair throwing today’s paper down on the chair.

“Yeah Ponyboy, where have you been?” Sodapop asked looking at Pony

Ponyboy looked at you with fear and Darry saw this “Don’t drag Y/N, into this.” He said firmily

“Darry...” You said softly walking towards Ponyboy

“No.” He said looking at you coldly. “Ponyboy where have you been?” He asked again this time even more angry

“I was talking to Johnny in the lot and we must have fallenn asleep or somethin’...” He said putting his hand behind his neck You wrapped him into a hug before Darry could say anything

“He is just worried...” You whispered “Yeah right” He whispered back as you pulled out of the hug “Y/N, what the hell?!” Darry screamed You turned around to look at your boyfriend in astonishment. The room got quiet, and you left.

“Night, Soda and Pony.” You said looking your boyfriend up and down. When you got into the room you chuckled in disbelief. You heard Darry arguing with the boys. A few moments later you heard a big noise, that sounded like someone getting hurt. You went out of the room to see Ponyboy running out of the house with Darry and Soda following him. They came back and Sodapop walked to his room looking at you sadly. You turned to see Darry walking over to sit on the couch. You walked over and said firmly “What the hell...just happened?” You said sitting down. “I hit Pony.” Darry said softly

“YOU WHAT?!” You stood up yelling “I didn't mean too!” He yelled back also standing up “Stop. Just stop.” You said sniffing walking say heading back to y’all’s room. “Y/N...” You heard him call out softly

You closed the door with a bang, and jumped onto the bed and we're out like a light. ----

You heard the door open softly but with a creak, and you heard a familiar sad and husky voice say quietly “Sweetheart? I don't know if you can hear but I am so sorry…” the voice said sitting on the bed and stroking your hair.

“Darry?” You asked into the pillow you face-forward on. “Yes, sweetheart?” He asked “Are you tired?” You replied “Yes but I mean, I can’t sleep without Pony-” “Ponyboy’s not back?” You said shooting up to face your tired and frightened boyfriend “Yeah..” He said sitting next to you “Oh love..” You said putting your head on his shoulder

You heard him sniffle, “I didn't mean to...” “I know, love...” You said grabbing his hand Y'all stayed like that for what felt like hours, then the next thing you know is your waking up on your boyfriends chest. “Morning, beautiful...”He said with a sad smile

( oh god i cant, sad darry makes my heart break)

“Hey, handsome..” You said putting your hand on his cheek, you yawned and sat up. “Is he back?” You asked hopefully

“No…” He said sighing looking the other way

“He will be…don’t-“ You began and then stopped yourself, the last thing he needs is you saying that.

“Don’t what?” He said looking back at you with curiosity

“It’s nothing, I am going to make breakfast. Two-Bit and Steve are gonna be here soon. And you should get ready for work.” You said getting up giving him a kiss, but he pulled you back into to bed wrapping his strong and safe arms around you. “As much as I would love to stay here, Dar, I can’t.” You said trying to wiggle your way out of his grasp.

“But…”He said pleadingly

“No. Sitting in bed isn’t gonna help anything.” You said escaping from his grasp and leaving the room.

———

You, Sodapop, and Darry were in the hospital, you were arguing with the nurse.

“What the hell do you mean you don’t know where he is?!” You said with angry, with Darry and Sodapop behind you. They couldnt not say anything they were to scared that Ponyboy didn’t make. “Ma’am….as I have said multiple times and I will say it again. He wasn’t in the need of our assistance so he he most likely in the waiting room.” She said firmly losing patience

You walked off with Darry and Sodapop following you, Sodapop froze.

“Isn’t that Pony?” He said softly

Darry and you looked over and Ponyboy made eye contact with Sodapop. He ran over, his face and body were covered in smoke stains and his hair was poorly bleached.

Him and Sodapop joined in a hug. “Your tuff hair, your tuff tuff hair.” He said sadly with a smile.

“Don’t talk about it.” He said pulling away from the hug and looking at you.

“Y/N!” He cheered running and pulling you into a hug

You began to cry, you were so happy he was okay. You squeezed him, afraid to let him go. Ponyboy was the closet thing you had to a brother. You felt like he was your little brother and it pained you that he was gone for so long.

(In this one shot, the reader lost her younger brother and parents due to an accident.)

“Y/N..” He said coughing

You stopped hugging him instantly “I am sorry, I just.” “Dont apologize…” He said and looked over to see Darry.

“Ponyboy..”

“Darry..I am so sorry” He said giving him a bear hug, Darry started to cry and said “I thought we lost you like we lost mom and dad..”

He pulled you and Sodapop into the hug, now you all were crying. “I love y’all so much…” Darry said

Ponyboy sniffled “I love y’all too.”

AHH THIS IS SO SAD BUT SWEEET

-Sandy

[blushingbubbles]

I deeply enjoy how clearly intelligent and thoughtful you are.

Only to ruin it all in the most base way possible.

For the spoon spanking, alternate sets between using the flat of the spoon for impact and the handle.

It's such a shame Tumblr is this restrictive. Your pussy must look so stunning after you finish punishing it.

hehehe okieee toy willl alterenateee between the spoon and its handlee for itss cunt and titdy spankinggs 2dayyy hehe

toy hasss umm 200 tiddy spankingss and 400 cunt spankingsss 2 dayy hehe toy isnt sure if she can get alllll of dem in onee dayy but toy will do her best bcuz toy alwaysss doess!!!

nnd toy wuz so so smartsy when toy startedd this blogg but thennn uhmm toy realizzed thatt shes moree funn whenn shez dum!!!

toy has fallenn soiioooo far in likee just a monthh so uhmm cann toy pretty pls get at leaaaaaaastt a fakee orgassmm plsss pretty pleaseee pleaseeeee

[letters-to-fallen]

GOOD MORNING TO THE FALLENN

Something tells me it's not such a good morning…

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[dhr-ao3]

The comfort of home

The comfort of home https://ift.tt/uDeKGFg by HazelAmeliaMalfoy07 When Harry Potter and his friends have lost the war. The Death eaters' take over the magical world and pose a greater threat to the muggleborns who are still alive and involved with the famous Harry Potter. Harry Potter has fallenn... she is left behind... her enemy may become her lover after all Words: 1162, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy/Theodore Nott, Hermione Granger/Theodore Nott, Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: Sex, Sex Toys, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Threesome - F/M/M, Minor Character Death, Miscarriage, Teen Pregnancy, Kinks via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/4iKwjSp December 11, 2023 at 12:27AM

[name-centrum]

Name of the day...

Fallon ˎˊ˗

˖꩜. * ˖꩜. * ˖꩜. *

Origin: Irish, Gaelic

Meaning: Superior; Descended from a ruler/Of a ruling family; Leader; In charge

Notes: Fallon is neutral/unisex name.

"The name comes from a Gaelic word, “follamhnus.” Before Fallon became a given name, it was primarily an Irish surname as O Fallamhaim." (Source)

Variations of this name include Falon, Fallyn, Falline, Falin, Fallen or Fallenn, Fallan, Fallenna, Fallonnah, Fallonya, and Fallonyah.

Other similar names include Fayline, Faeleen, Valen, and Valyn.

Nick-names: Fal, Fall, Fally or Fallie, Falcon, Lonnie, Lon

Popularity:

[cats-inthe-cradle]

For the word game thing: food and animals.

Oooo okay

I was gonna do a small snippet of writing, but I'm helping my mom make a late breakfast so maybe later. For now how a brief description :D

Baredis, who is the current king's nephew, and will at some point hold one of the titles of Heir, LOVES his horse, so much. He adores his horse and spoils them all the time (lots of apples and sugar cubes and carrots etc.).

Also! The royal family has five semi-magical messenger birds. One for the king/queen and one for each of the 4 Heirs (a rank that each of the first four people in line for the throne holds). And their names are:

Seagel

Terrikor

Dawnbree (the bird Baredis gets eventually)

Alzire

Fallennance (the king/queen's bird)

and Marryale

These birds are all immortal and have lived to see the highs and lows of the line of Soram

[bluizu]

aight 3 votes so far. choccy chip us in the lead with vanilla halfway behind. chocolate has clearlew fallenn head first as it has no votes

not kidding. i want your GENUINE response. NOT some "hehe vanilla extract" i wanbna knopw

[deinheilpraktiker]

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[shield529]

#fallennation #photography #abandonphotography #abandonedhouse #arkansas (at Dalark, Arkansas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNRDNiajMSS/?igshid=14i5tljxjv41e

[bengallemon]

Would y'all like a Glattbur in this trying time?

An amnesiac ghost bean with a crazy roommate. Also wings because they're dead so. Wings.

[siriusserenade-moved]

can u believe this is the first time I draw those two smitten idiots

[static-static]

Cuts Deep/Single File:

Rope Sect

“Pretty Life / Fallen Nation”

Caligari

The mysterious group, who create coarse deathrock under the Rope Sect moniker provide us with not one, but two fine examples with “Pretty Life” (Cuts Deep) & “Fallen Nation” (Single File).

While there’s not much in the form of press when it comes to the band, what we do know, as evidenced on these tracks, is that Rope Sect (Inmesher – Guitars/drums/vocals/bass, Harbinger – bass, Gaarentwynder – guitar) know a thing or two about aggressively raw goth rock.

“Pretty Life” is a subdued & slowcore affair, recalling Grave Babies & Beastmilk (RIP) at their doomiest. In true deathrock fashion, guitars take their rightful place at the front of the song, allowing Inmesher’s vocal to peer through. While “Fallen Nation” is a harsher breed, and in the vein of (the aforementioned and forever missed) Beastmilk, is all guitars and deathly croon.

I could sit here and try to describe the shadowy Rope Sect myself, but luckily for me the group have penned a thesis statement, so I’ll allow them to do all the heavy lifting:

Rope Sect is about seclusion. Renunciation of society. A dance on ruins. A doomsday revel. Naked spite. Eleutheromania. Obedience. -------- Venerate the rope! Fear the rope!

Rope Sect’s ‘Personae Ingratae’ EP is out now via Caligari Records

[britneyshakespeare]

jefferson airplane fucked so hard

[usxpp-moved-blog]

*Jumps into the inbox to give Usopp a big smooch* Missed ya~

@ask-monkey-d-tazz​ Asked You A Question

❛ At least wait until I finish eating. I can’t smooch back if my mouth is full. ❜

[maidish]

hello!! do you have any demon related names?

des , dev , beel , deus , raziel , fallenne , kier , keen , reap , kalon

these are mostly made up names that sound demon-y to me ! i hope you like them !

[mantleoflight]

It was a curious practice to Tvaskis how his new House not only welcomed Eliksni from other possibly rivaling houses but assimilated them into its new fold. With his people scattered, he could see the need and opportunity. On the other hand, it was an easy way for traitors and assassins to gain favor and access to the inner workings of his House and Kel. But even those were strange and he doubted Yyventrizkel would let such things fall so easily.

Still, he was intrigued by this group. As his kel's Hand of Wolves, it fell to his Shard to gather lost Fallen to safe haven in House of Shards.

Taking a deep breath of Ether, the captain watched the sparse signals of life on his scanner. They were Eliksni to be sure, but of which House had yet to be confirmed. Were they scouts of the House of Dusk? Or refugees on their way to the City to join up with the House of Light? Or were they members of those gangs who forsook the house structure entirely and fought with even more tribal violence than their predecessors?

"Report," he ordered and waited for his shardmates to reply.

Silence purveyed over the com channels until one of his scouts answered his order. "They are in hiding," rattled the vandal, Kyrakis, whose signal placed him not far from the group itself. "And they wear... the colors of the Kings."

Tvaskis straightened. "The House of Kings?" he asked, clarifying.

"The same."

The Hand of Wolves considered and nodded to himself. "I will join you. Hold your position. Do not startle them. We may have friends in this group."

"Understood," the Vandal replied and waited until he heard the crunch of his captain's feet behind him. Kyrakis didn't look up at his captain but instead pointed to the lone figure on the hill. "He waits for us," he hissed, voice full of suspicion.

Narrowing his eyes, Tvaskis hummed and stood a little straighter. "Then we shall greet him," he replied and marched toward the lone captain. Once a few yards away, Tvaskis halted and raised a hand to greet the other.

"Hail," he called, projecting his voice through his mask. "You are remnants of House Kings, yes? Need you aid in this trying time?"

This was a menial question—all Eliksni needed aid, but few would be hostile to those offering to supply it.

to survive is to live

with how the times are changing and how the world is becoming bleak, Jorvek has to start protecting his small team with everything that his old body can handle. as an eliksni from the dark ages, and a lightbearer too, he has seen his fair share of dangers. as an former baron of the House of Kings, he’s experienced his fair share dangers. 

and now, there was new dangers he didn’t expect to see. but perhaps he should of expected it to be honest. new houses were turning up often now so he shouldn’t be surprised that he crossed paths with another one. 

the old soul sighs out a weary breath even as he feels his ghost shift to rest on his right shoulder into the fur of his cloak. he tugs his hood up over his head and breathes through his repaired ether mask. 

“I can detect a lot of eliksni presence, Jorvek.” 

he grumbles a noise of agreement and rubs his aching throat. his small team, his original team from when he was still a member of kings and before they were abandoned, were not big enough to handle this. and they were exhausted and feeling their age. ether rations was a downtime low with them now. 

knowing that he was already noticed on whatever this house’s radar system was, he singles his team to stay back and moves to stand out in the open and wait for the the impending arrival. if they were enemies, he will give his all to protect his team. if they werent, then perhaps something good might become of this.

[ @mantleoflight ]