#winston williams

[run4waypotato]

Will needs a break and Winston is being his usual sunshine self

(Again, I don’t remember if I posted this or not:>)

Reference:

[sanetale]

WINSTON WILLIAMS

3.05, Bathroom isn't here friend.

[blob-of-atoms]

You Turned My World Upside Down // [Monty x Winston] One-shot

Summary: Winston and Monty get sentimental and affectionate on their secret weekend away together.

Characters/Pairing: Winston WIlliams x Monty De La Cruz

Word Count: 1.5K Rating: 18+ MDNR! Fandom: 13 Reasons Why

Warnings: NSFW, cursing, mentions of homophobia, angst, implied smut, kissing. Genre: Angst, Vanilla, Headcanon, one shot, MLM

A/N: writing this angsty vanilla gay one-shot really tickled my pickle and my heart. Enjoy or don't, whatever you want.

“Well maybe, I wanna stay and do that again,” Monty murmured as he looked up at Winston with a sheepish smile as they lay in Winston’s messy bed. Still naked from their passionate activities a few minutes ago, still hazy from the pleasure. 

  “Yeah? Okay,” Winston smirked, a playful yet affectionate glint in his eye as he looked down at Monty. 

  Monty looked up at Winston and blinked, a flash of hesitation sparked by the other boy’s affectionate gaze. “I’m not fucking gay,” Monty said in a soft yet defensive tone. 

  Winston blinked and raised his eyebrows at the other boy’s brash statement. After a moment, he replied softly, almost wistfully, “That’s fine..you can be whatever you wanna be”. 

  Monty’s heart ached at his words, before he knew it, before he felt it, his eyes stung with tears. “No...I can’t” he rasped softly. 

  Winston’s brow creased in worry, he looked down at the boy’s glossy eyes and felt a deep tug on his heartstrings. 

  Words failed him as he laid his hand on Monty’s toned shoulder, brushing his thumb over the boy’s soft skin. 

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  Monty drew a shaky breath and blinked, avalanching a tear down his cheek. “I can’t” he repeated with a trembling voice, curling his body into himself slightly, keeping his hands tucked under his head as he looked up at Winston. “My dad…if he found out...my friends…there’s nobody that would let me...let me live in peace...” 

  Winston looked down, his heartstrings rippled once more by Monty’s vulnerability and pain. He felt the burn of tears in his eyes, blinking them away and urging them back so he could focus on Monty’s pain instead of his own, but Monty caught on and looked up at him.

   “Why...are you...?” He trailed off, seeing Winston tear up because of his words was comforting in a way he didn’t quite understand.

  Winston shook his head and looked away, tipping his chin down. “Nothing I just.. I’m sorry..”

  Monty looked somewhat shyly at Winston and put his hand over the other boy’s, gripping it softly. 

  Winston sighed faintly and looked back at him, gently squeezing his hand. Their eyes locked, a thousand unsaid words hanging between them. 

  “I…I don’t know what it’s like to be you, but…I know what it’s like to.. not fit into society’s expectations…” Winston said softly. “To feel…like you can’t be yourself..not like other people at least…can’t kiss in public..or hold hands in public..” he glanced down at their joined hands. “Or brag to my parents and friends about it..” he added in a lighter tone with a faint and solemn smile. 

  Monty nodded solemnly and rubbed his thumb over the back of Winston’s hand. “Yeah..” he whispered.

  Winston blinked and looked down at the other boy, taking in the unexpectedly affectionate and gentle side he was showing. “I…never came out to anybody…nobody knows..” he admitted softly and took in Monty. 

  “Really?” He asked with faint surprise. 

  Winston nodded. “Yeah…nobody knows..and I like it that way…but it doesn’t stop me from being myself…” 

  Monty looked over him and glanced away momentarily, thoughts drifting over his mind as he reflected on Winston’s words.

   “If I could...If I could leave this shitty ass town…leave my dad, the stupid school…maybe then I could…” 

  Winston nodded, understanding the longing that dripped from his words and the way his voice was lined with emotion. He ran his thumb over his hand and lay down on his side, his black curls falling over the pillow as he drank him in. “I get it,” he whispered and nodded. What if you move away after high school?” 

  Monty looked at Winston as he asked that, distracted momentarily by his black curls and how his handsome face was framed by the low light of Winston’s desk lamp. He shrugged and shook his head, “ I can’t…I don’t have any money..besides, the football team is my only chance at going to college..and that’s if I get in..” 

  Winston swallowed, his heart weighed down as he considered the barricades in the boy’s life. “Well…I could.. Give you some money..help you out, you know-” 

  “No..” Monty scoffed faintly and rolled over on his back, letting go of Winston’s hand as he pulled the covers higher over his middle. “I don’t need charity…” he mumbled as he looked up at the ceiling. 

  “I was just- I didn’t mean it like that..” Winston mumbled and immediately regretted the offer, cursing himself internally at making Monty feel like a burden. He pulled the covers over his middle and looked at Monty, his mouth agape as he tried to find the right words to speak. 

  “I’m sorry...I was just...If I could help you be yourself..to be happy and have a better life-” 

  Monty sighed heavily and looked over at him, noticing the genuine plea in his eyes, feeling his heart pound at the sight. 

  “I just…I don’t want you to, be stuck..” Winston glanced away, his voice trembling with candid sincerity. 

  Monty looked him over, a thousand thoughts running over his head. He couldn’t take the pounding in his heart at seeing how much Winston cared for him. He leaned closer and laid on his side, cupping his cheek gently with his calloused hand to make him meet his eyes. 

  Winston was immediately struck by his proximity, the gentle caress on his cheek, the bare assurance and intensity in his gaze. 

  “I know...I know what you meant, I’m sorry..” Monty said softly and looked over Winston’s features, the very features that made him stop in his tracks that day at the Hillcrest party. 

  Winston sighed shakily, and took in his change in tone, the way he looked at him with so much emotion. He licked his lips and looked at Monty. “I just…I wish we would be together…is that selfish of me? I wish…we could hold hands in public…do what other people do…why can’t that be us?” he whispered, his voice fragile. 

  Monty’s heart ached at his words, at his unequivocal desires. “You know why..” He whispered back, the words like razors against his throat as he spoke them. 

  “I know..” Winston said in a more defensive tone, coated in desperation. “I know..” he repeated weakly and cupped Monty’s cheek. 

  They held each other like that for a tender moment, looking at each other, their aching hearts beating together, filling the room with a silent declaration of understanding. 

  Monty broke the silence first. “You’re… I’ve never considered changing my life for anybody before…you make me want to do better…to be better...” he murmured. 

  Winston’s heart hammered at his declaration. All he could do was map the sincerity on his face, the stars in his eyes. Overpowering his instincts, he closed the space between them and pressed his lips against Monty’s. The kiss conveyed everything that his words would fail to say. 

  Monty stilled momentarily in surprise before bringing his hand to Winston’s waist and kissing him back. Their lips moving together to mend the raw wounds the world had left on their hearts. 

  Winston let out a pained hum and kissed him with more fervor, wanting to communicate how much the boy meant to him. He cupped his soft cheek and molded their lips, wanting Monty to know that he meant everything he ever said, that, as selfish as it was, he did not want him lost to the appearances Monty worked so hard to keep up. 

  Monty hummed and kissed him back, his hand squeezing his waist and caressing his side as his lips chased the boy’s rosy ones. At that moment, he realized nobody had ever appreciated and cared for him like Winston did. Tilting his head slightly, he deepened the kiss and licked Winston’s bottom lip. The boy greeted him with a soft moan and he met his tongue in a languid dance. The pair quickly became lost in each other’s taste, their passion acting like a shawl that wrapped over their troubled minds, sending them to a space where they were temporarily free from the imposing world. 

  Winston’s arms wrapped around Monty’s neck, bringing him closer as they kissed. Monty hummed against his lips and leaned over the other boy, pressing close, making Winston hum softly against his lips as he felt Monty’s bare desire against his hip. 

  Monty pulled away sheepishly. “Sorry..” he mumbled apologetically. 

  Winston let out a small chuckle and cupped his face, looking up at him and glancing between their bodies. “Don’t worry about it...” 

  Monty smiled faintly and looked down at him, a mischievous yet innocent glint in his eyes. “Can we..?” 

  Winston felt a rush at the silent implication and nodded almost immediately, his body reacting to his words. 

  Monty chuckled tenderly and caressed Winston’s cheek, “Mm... How long did you say your parents will be gone for?” 

  “For the weekend” Winston mumbled and looked up at him, barely being able to keep his heart from slowing. Monty’s gentle caresses didn’t help at all. 

  “Right…good thing we have a whole box of condoms..” Monty hummed playfully with a smirk, and didn’t need to look down at Winston to know the boy was blushing. 

 

A/N: hope it tickled your pickle and your heart. Also, sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors, or if it was dry, it's been soooy long since I last wrote I'm getting back in the groove~~ yeahh anywho thanks for reading *forehead kiss* bye.

[heymonty]

winston in this scene (u‿ฺu✿ฺ)

[themuselesswriter]

Imagine: Monty and Winston Actually Having a Chance

“What the hell happened to you?”

“I could ask you the same thing”

“I started to think you were never showing up”

“Shut up, I was stuck in traffic”

“Monty, I know you’re mad but please-”

“Don’t fucking touch me or tell me what to do”

“So… he really did that?”

“I swear it! He’s an idiot! Now come on! Lemme buy you another drink”

[breenaii]

If wonty was real🥺🥰

[asexual-juliet]

OUTSIDERS MUSICAL COSTUMES MASTERPOST

CHARACTER-DEPENDENT COSTUMES These costumes are generally the same no matter who plays the character - Ponyboy Curtis - Johnny Cade - Dallas Winston - Darrel Curtis - Sodapop Curtis - Cherry Valance - Two-Bit Mathews - Bob Sheldon - Paul Holden

GREASERS - Renni Anthony Magee as Steve - Tilly Evans-Krueger as Ace - Jordan Chin as Steve/Ace - Henry Julián Gendron as Steve - Ryo Kamibayashi as Steve - Andre T. Malcolm as Steve - Cameron Burke as Steve - Jena VanElslander as Ace - Anna K. Bermudez as Ace - Milena J. Comeau as Ace (last performance 2/23/25)

SOC BOYS - Davis Wayne as Chet - Devin Tyler Hatch as Brill - Cole Zieser as Trip - Henry Julián Gendron as Chet/Brill/Trip - Victor Carrillo Tracey as Chet/Brill/Trip - Ryo Kamibayashi as Chet/Brill/Trip - Cameron Burke as Chet/Brill/Trip - Matthew Varvar as Chet/Brill/Trip - Melody Rose as "Melvin" - SarahGrace Mariani as "Sergei" - Anna K. Bermudez as "Rogelio" - Jena VanElslander as "J.J." - Kevin Csolak as Trip (last performance 8/25/24) - Sean Harrison Jones as Trip (no longer in the show) - RJ Higton as Chet (last performance 1/26/25) - Milena J. Comeau as "Martin" (last performance 2/23/25) - Barton Cowperthwaite as Brill (last performance 3/16/25)

SOC GIRLS - SarahGrace Mariani as Marcia - Melody Rose as Bev/Marcia - Hailey Hyde as Marcia - Jena VanElslander as Bev/Marcia - Anna K. Bermudez as Bev/Marcia - Maggie Kuntz as Marcia/Bev (last performance 1/26/25) - Milena J. Comeau as Bev/Marcia (last performance 2/23/25)

[dailyoutsiders]

Todays daily!

[aroaceoutsiders]

moments at the drive-in

[offbrandhandymanny]

To whoever said that the reason Johnnys mom never showed up to pick up his clothes is because Johnnys dad finally killed her because Johnny wasn’t around to stop him. I hope both sides of your pillow are warm every night…

[artsy-1diot]

autism creatures part 2

(heres part 1 for those who didn't see it and want a creature of one of the 1.3 managers :3)

[themuselesswriter]

Between Then and Now - Chapter 9: Protected - Protector

Characters: Monty De La Cruz, Winston Williams, Estella De La Cruz, Mr Williams, Mrs Williams, Original Male Character

Summary: Monty gets really worried about Winston for disappearing, so he pays his house a visit only to find an unlikely guest.

Word count: 1200+

Warnings: mention of r@pe, physical action

A/N: none

Credits: photos from Pinterest, editing app is picsart

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Monty was sitting on the cold ground, hugging his bike, an old man approached him, he was dirty and seemed homeless, Monty was frightened by his sight, but the man moved his hands in a peaceful gesture “what are you doing here, son?” the man asked “I’m not your son” the young one said aggressively “alright, alright, are you hungry?” Monty wanted to tell him to fuck off but the growl in his stomach gave him away, the man took out a well wrapped sandwich and gave it to Monty, it had Subway’s logo on it, he hesitated but the man encouraged him to take it.

Monty took it and thanked him, taking the first bite, he eventually found himself finishing the sandwich while the man watched “I'm sorry, I should’ve asked you if you wanted some” he said guiltily “it’s alright, I already ate lunch, I can survive until my next meal” Monty frowned, the man was homeless and he ate his dinner “I’m Monty” Monty mumbled “well, nice to meet you Monty, I’m Steven but everyone calls me Steve” the friendly old man offered with a smile “are you here all alone?” Monty nodded.

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Estella returned sometime around 7 p.m., alone, she had noticed the broken plates and immediately went to check on her brother, who was panting in his bed with pain and… crying? Was Monty crying? “Monty?” she asked, he immediately wiped off his tears and forced a straight face “what happened?” she asked, he shook his head “just being dad, I’ll clean up the mess” he said calmly “it’s okay I got it this time, are you okay?” she asked worriedly, he nodded and put on the fakest smile “Monty… you can talk to me, please don’t carry the burdens of the world on your shoulders, you are not alone”

“well, I fucking can’t Estella, who on earth could carry the weight of my pain? You? You are barely holding it together yourself! Winston? Well, guess what? He’s probably more fucked up than I’m! My friends who will ditch me the moment I hold Winston’s hands? Or perhaps mom? The only person who was strong enough for my shit is fucking dead!” he said, remembering Steve, the parent he deserved, the friend who passed away last year, the one he found laying coldly on the ground and no one but him gave a damn that he was gone.

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[closetfascination]

Tis the season so I'm self-reblogging this...laughing at myself. This ended up being 9 chapters, 35K - but it still holds a special place in my heart.

Title: Alex and the Seven Ugly Holiday Sweaters

Pairings: Alex Standall/Winston Williams, Alex Standall & Jessica Davis, Diego Torres & Winston Williams

Words:  3392 (Chapter 1 of probably 4 or 5)

Summary:  When Alex lost a bet he should have never made with Jessica and needed to buy multiple ugly holiday sweaters, he was mostly annoyed he’d have to visit a mall the week before Christmas. He never thought he’d meet someone who would change his life for the better.

This is the first of two holiday stories I will be putting out of the next few days. If Walex isn’t your thing, stay tuned for the Chalex one coming out in a couple of days. 

[racetrackhigginsscigar]

daryl tofa. that’s it. that’s the post.

[eggzwithfeetz]

Chaos in cog school

Mini taskline managers vs spider

[corporatedespair]

cute little pixel cogs so small so delicate gone in the wind