#boy howdy am I touched starved

[psapfos]

i had the nicest date yesterday🥺

#boy howdy am I touched starved

[lovelybunn]

some hugs n cuddles !ㅤ- feat. howdy, barnaby and eddie

warning(s): none.

author's note: y'know i just HAD to feed on the delusional fantasy by writing for the big boy trio... (also this is lowkey established relationship)

🐛  howdy pillar .

Howdy whistles contently to himself while organizing the shelves of his store. His work is cut short by the familiar jingle of the bell at the entrance, alerting him of your presence.  “Howdy, neighbor, welcome to my bodega! Anything you need, I got it for ya. How can I be of service?” Howdy greets you with a warm smile as you step inside.

You walk up to the front counter and clear your throat. “I know this is not what you're currently selling, but…” Howdy's big, buggy eyes twinkled, “What is it? I can get it in stock in a jiffy, if you'd like!” You awkwardly press your lips into a thin line and exclaim, “It's not a product.” 

“Oh?” He pauses. “Then what is it?” He asks slowly, the gentle baritone of his voice flowing through your eardrums. His eyebrows furrow and antennae shuffle with worry. You snicker and wave your hand dismissively, “Hey, don't give me that look! I wanted a hug!”

The frown on his fluffy face soon molded into a bright smile. "Oh, then why didn't ya just say that, lovebug?" He rushes over from behind the counter and swoops you off your feet. Howdy's lower pair of arms kept you up as he wraps his upper pair around your waist. He gently squeezes you close. "You're the cutest, (Name)!" The two of you giggle, giving sweet butterfly kisses against each other's noses.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤheadcanons !

getting cuddles/hugs from this man is absolute heaven for ppl that are chronically touch starved (like me—)

howdy's two pairs of arms will give all the affection anyone would need in their entire life. like boy will have two arms wrapped around your waist, one hand caressing your cheek, and the last one intertwined with your fingers <333

he doesn't wanna bend over, so he'll pick u up alot tho… (he's old and carries boxes all the time, his back don't need all that, alr?)

he's very soft. he has fur/fluff. (yes, i am basing that off of clownsuu's design, and what?)

and i feel like he would just love holding you anyway. ur just so small compared to him and he wants to protect you, y'know?

i personally see howdy being the papa of the neighborhood, taking care of everyone alongside poppy (but he's a lil bit more strict than she is about it lmao)

hear me out on this one guys…. i know that most ppl portray him as this chatterbox, but he knows how and when to listen. 

howdy will make sure that u never feel unheard or unloved, the sweet boy will make it his mission to put a smile on that adorable face of urs

🌭 barnaby b beagle .

Barnaby slouches in the bench chair and sighs. He takes a bite out of his hotdog when his eyes trail to a familiar face, walking up to him. "Ah, ey, kiddo. Whatchu want?" He gives you a relaxed smile. "I wanted to ask you for something."

He tilts his head, eyebrow raised. "Hmm? Go on, I got time." You take in a deep breath, "Hey Barnaby, Can you…" You pause as he leans closer to you. "Can you hold me? I've had kinda a rough day, and you're my go-to." He takes the last bite of his hotdog and pats his lap. " 'Course, kid. You can stay as long as you like."

Just as soon as you get his permission, you're sitting with your back towards him, his big paws placed gently across your belly. His plump figure makes it easy for you to practically sink into him like a fresh new couch. He hums a contented tune near your ear; your face warms up into a joyful grin.

Barnaby glances at you, "Ey, kiddo." You hum in response. "Y'know, I think Sally got a little bit of some competition; your smile alone could light up this whole neighborhood." You roll your eyes, a slight snicker escaping from your lips. "You're just saying that to make me feel better." He held you closer, shaking his head. Barnaby's large thumb caresses the palm of your right hand, tracing circles around its surface. "Nah, hon. It's all truth. I mean, ya must be some kinda treat, cuz I always catch myself gawking at the sight of you."

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤheadcanons !

boy's soft and plump like a giant life size pillow fr <3333 (human or dog ver, idc)

for dog ver, he loves being scratched behind his big ol ears !!!

gives bear hugs unintentionally

does that circle thing with ur palm

the dog be cooking tho. no, fr, he is the best cook in the neighborhood (and his love language is literally food) so if u need some support, he'll whip it up and serve it to u on a silver platter !!

also puns for days.. he wants to make everyone smile and laugh, u included. barnaby cannot stand a frown on a fellow neighbor's face.

Uncle-That-Smokes-Weedcore ™

he gives the best advice (when he wants to, that is. sometimes he'll say something stupid to see if whoever he gave the advice to will actually do it ;D) why do u think wally tells the man everything?

💌 eddie dear .

Eddie quickly walks to the door of his post office, filled with gratitude for another great hard day's work. As soon as he walks through the door, you rush over to give him a tender embrace. He chuckles, “Hey there, darlin'! Did my babydoll miss me?” With your face buried in his chest, you muffle out a "Mhm." Eddie's face beams, patting your back. "Well, I missed you too, honey." He places three soft kisses on you, one on your forehead, and the other two on either cheek.

Eddie tries to move forward, but you don't budge. Your arms are glued tight to him. "Uh, darlin'...? I– I gotta get unready, y'know? Please let go of me." He chuckles nervously. He tries to sneakily pull your arms away, but you speak before he's given the chance. "You've been gone all day, dear. Can't I hug you a little while longer?" You look up at him. The pleading look in your eyes melts the poor mailman's heart within seconds. "Alright, alright, fine! But just for a few minutes. I'd like to change into less sweaty clothes at some point."

The two of you just relax there for a moment, limbs wrapped delicately around each other. Absent-mindedly, Eddie guides you into somewhat of a slow dance, and your bodies sway back and forth as you and Eddie sink deeper into one and other's touch. After about a minute, he kisses your forehead again, then pulls away. "You satisfied, love?" You smile and nod slowly, "Yes, very."

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤheadcanons !

smooches for dayssss

most days this golden retriever man will lift u up, spin u around and DROWN U in kisses, but (obv) on busier days, hes a lot more relaxed about it

his love language is words of affirmation (so lots of pet names if u couldn't tell)

hand-holding at all times (when given opportunity)

EDDIE DEAR IS A POET. BOY WRITES U LOVE LETTERS EVERY OTHER DAY, ALL OF WHICH IS HANDMADE, ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE ENVELOPE.

is it weird that i see eddie and frank as my gay parents? (yeah we ARE the two gay married men w/ their autistic child trope.)

eddie would be that crazy country dad who would with zero hesitation pull a gun on someone hurting his baby

but fr, if u were feeling sad boy would pull out the arts and crafts and go bonkers with it. like "awh, yer sad??? let's make origami butterflies to make u feel better c:"

#welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home x reader #welcome home x you #welcome home howdy #howdy pillar #howdy pillar x reader #welcome home barnaby #barnaby b beagle #barnaby b beagle x reader #welcome home eddie #eddie dear #eddie dear x reader #welcome home imagines #welcome home headcanons #for people who are inlove w puppets #no judgement #imagines #headcanons

[atlantis-just-drowned]

howdy !! might I request some pluto x reader content with a reader that really likes to fluster him playfully? assuming they're taller than him, maybe just leaning down to whisper in his ear, grabbing his waist, etc., etc. tysm !!

A/N: Hi thank you for your request!! I made this a gn!reader as usual, I'm starting to realize I'm more comfortable with writing gender neutral or nb/masc aligned reader headcanons so I'll probably stick with that for now. Anyway I hope you'll enjoy this!

Pluto x tall!gn!reader who likes to fluster him

Please reblog this post to show support! Reblogs are what keep me going!

Oh gods

This boy is so easy to fluster

I mean literally just seeing you already makes him feel things

But now you are actually noticing him?

Touching him even?

Uh

He knows this academy is far from being some sort of Heaven but he never felt closer of it in his whole existence

Pluto definitely is touch starved but-

With you it's different

It feels like your hands are straight up made of electricity

To the point of sending shivers down his spine just by laying a hand in the small of his back

He is mortified about it

More generally he's just so embarrassed about how sensitive he is around you, it makes him want to hide away from the entire world but he just can't help himself

Don't get me wrong tho he would be the most desperate man of this whole dimension if you stopped giving him so much affection

He fucking loves it

Being the center of your attention is some sort of dream-come-true to him

He just wishes it wasn't that obvious to others

Because Lenore and Duke most definitely tease him about it

I mean how could they not?

All it takes for you is whisper a few praises in his ears and he is a mess. Face 20 shades darker, breathing chaotic, legs trembling, knees ready to buckle, and heartbeat so fast the rest of the Misfits got scared he was having a heart attack

And despite it all, he still has a large, wobbly smile plastered on his face

The first time you saw Pluto like that you were honestly concerned about him too

But after a while it became some sort of goal to you

You just couldn't stop yourself, his flustered reactions were so precious that you wanted to experience every one of them, again, and again, and again and again and again and again-

Every blush, every shudder, every squirm, every shaky breath, every sound of embarrassment or surprise, every single grasp at your arm or shoulders to try desperately to keep his composure

I am not joking when I say Pluto is desperate for your affection

Because he is

He definitely is

Don't push it too far though because the smallest things already threaten to make him crumble

And I'm desperately trying to keep it SFW but please just look at the guy-

Over time he'll get used to the teasing

... Eventually.

He'll still blush and get surprised but maybe not with the same level of intensity in his reactions

Except if you catch him off-guard

Which you're incredibly skilled at tbh

But one thing you'll experience more often as he gets more comfortable is how he actually responds to it

I mean you're here, leaning down behind him just enough to rest your chin on his shoulder and wrap your arms around his waist

And of course he jumps out of surprise and yelp

But then instead of pulling away he actually

He actually raises a hand to cup your cheek and melts against you

You uh

Didn't expect that to be honest?

If he feels particularly clingy he might even bury his face in your neck

If you get flustered about it in return he will call you out on it

What can I say

It's his personal little revenge for the constant teasing

#pluto nevermore #nevermore webtoon #nevermore webcomic #nevermore #nevermore pluto #answered #whispers from atlantis

[tardis-in-rivendell]

Space 💜

#here is a picture of space #the center of our galaxy smells like raspberry #or so we imagine because it has the same chemical make up as the scent of raspberry #if i wasn't touch starved before boy howdy i sure am now. fucking dreaming of being able to hug prime

[mainprotagonist]

think i just need a noncommittal make out partner for awhile . .. .

#kevin whispered seductively to the slice of pizza #this is prob tmi but BOY HOWDY #this month has been a wild one boys bc holy shit i started roleplaying again but most of it is ns f w stuff #so ive been feeling a little touch starved #but god damn am i back on my bullshit and it feels so good

[not-close-to-straight]

First of all, I am in LOVE with the Runaway story, im just a sucker for ThunderIron and it doesn't seem to be a popular ship even though it has SO MUCH POTENTIAL??? Your stories for them always fill my heart, though, and for that I thank you <3 hahaha I'm always a sucker for BIG and smol pairings and Thor just being so smitten for Tony and so enraged that someone dare touch him? Uff. I'm also so soft for touch starved Tony and him melting over the gentlest touch, just... ugh the feels.

Also, in another note, I read a post somewhere about how Chris Hemsworth had pushed to keep heavy Thor through the entirety of ED because he wanted to play him like that instead of having him getting fit again for the final battle and I will forever be grateful for it. I love how you described him as powerful and strong and attractive even though he didn't have a chiselled body, feels like we only get those kinds of characters to be used as a bit of kink, and it's so refreshing to read him outside of that context. Just know that I love this story and even though I know it will be short and I'll miss it when it's over, i can't wait to keep reading haha

I'm so glad you're enjoying the story!

And Listen-- I believe in equal opportunity objectification and I mean that in the most adoring way possible. Like, I objectify the hell out of my Alpha characters (and non Alpha/regular AU characters but its most noticeable in the Omegaverse fics). I objectify the HELL out of Alpha!Stucky and honestly any time Thor shows up in my stories its like BOY HOWDY LOOK AT THAT BODY and one of my main goals with this fic in particular, was to also objectify the hell out of big!Thor.

And I know "objectifying" someone is inherently icky but everybody deserves to be with someone that when you take your clothes off, they get a little horny stupid, alright? Everybody deserves that. We ALL could benefit from getting nekkid or wearing something cute and having that significant other get drooly on us. It's good for the ego, for the soul, for our heart.

I really wanted this Thor to be described in just as many horny terms as I describe like... Ragnarok version Thor in that one scene in the Grandmasters palace where he's shirtless and wearing tight black pants? I honest to god blushed in the theaters when I saw that scene. Honest to god blushed and THAT is the feeling I'm trying to give with this Thor. Just because you can't grate cheese on his abs or bounce a quarter off those buns of steel doesn't mean he's any less ridiculously sexy.

I'll admit, I went purposefully looking for ways to describe big guys because just by nature of me writing for the MCU, all the men except Tony are Big and Buff and Shredded (Tony's soft tummy makes me melt omg) and this was a new experience and I wanted to do it RIGHT. So I went looking for adjectives/descriptions and so many of them were like "call big guys chubby! describe them as paunchy! use the word gut!" and okay, yes realistically all those words work but none of those words are sexy. None.

And I didn't want to do That Thing where because of his size Thor ends up being described in all these words I'd never use to describe my stereotypical beefcake characters. YES his tummy is soft and I'd very much like to nap on him, but just the phrase "tummy is soft" lends itself to more of a childish or feminine description and Thor is neither of those things. And at no point did I want to forget that he is BIG Thor because sometimes that happens too-- like if a character is difficult to describe for any reason, sometimes they end up just not... described... and then as readers we sort of have no idea what they look like. But I didn't want to do that here so I've been working HARD at it.

I'm rambling so I'll stop but the main thing is-- I'm glad you and so many others have really fallen in love with this version of Thor. I know EG did alot of things wrong (including how they treated his weight gain in the beginning) but I'll never be over that "I'm still worthy" moment with Mjolnir and how they kept him big for the battle and that's all there is to it.

I mean look at this guy:

This man can GET IT mkay?

[writingandmore]

✿(1/3) Howdy! ^o^ could I get a matchup for Hetalia & Hazbin(or Helluva either is ok) please? I’m 5'7 when straightened but I've got a bad slouching problem so I look 5'5, nonbinary, pan, ISTP, and ya boi has ADHD. Drawing/designing is my main hobby and would love to do it as a job like the ppl at fairs who draw ya. Appearing tough and mean is ideal bc I want to protect my loved ones; but friends tell me that even tho intimidating, my “aura” is very calming??

✿(2/3) I try keeping it in check but the smallest offhand comments can make me cry (gotta love RSD). Love cutesy things like sanrio and have a habit? of giving loved ones things like weird looking acorns or trinkets I find when I walk around,, would LIVE for an s/o who can deal with my touch starved clingy ass. Very much a “Hey come ‘ere often~? Ahaha” attitude but if anyone were to say smth like that back I’d become the physical embodiment of 👉👈

✿(3/3) Any sort of physical touch makes me melt tbh, everyone says I’m a mean hardass but I just wanna be SOFT and relax knowing that I don't have to put on a show abt how scary/uncaring I am,, I’m so sorry this is rlly long D:>

Hetalia: Gilbert (APH Prussia)! 

 - Gilbert would really be fascinated by a creative s/o! He doesn’t do much in the creative realm, so he’d be really interested and proud of you for having a passion for something so impressive in his eyes. 

 - He can also be a bit intimidating and tough when he wants to be, so he wouldn’t be put off by you being that way at all. In fact, he’d have a lot of respect for you because of it since it’s because you want to protect those you love-he also values his friends and families a lot. 

HH/HB: Charlie!

 -Charlie is very positive and always tries her best to be kind in all situations unless someone really acts badly. She’d try her best to never make you upset by any comments that could be considered rude. She’d never want to be the one that hurts her partner in any way. 

 - She loves cutesy things too! Anything happy and positive makes her feel a lot better, especially since she doesn’t really live in an environment that allows her to see things like that often. I could imagine you both having a ton of plushies you share.

#Anonymous #hetalia matchup #APH Prussia #gilbert bielschmidt #hh matchup #charlie hazbin hotel

[theexistentiallyqueer]

a handful of shuake hcs of the Sexy/physical intimacy variety

goro is both touch-starved and touch-averse. this is lots of fun because he’s also incredibly insecure about it. akira walks a really careful line between respecting his boundaries and encouraging him to bring himself out of his comfort zone

as a result akira usually lets goro take the lead

(don’t let this fool you. akira is definitely still the top in this relationship. Service Top Rights.)

especially at first, goro can alternate between being charmingly over-aggressive and incredibly shy

things goro hates and is very well aware of: his relative inexperience compared to akira, who has dated before and is probably not a virgin

(akira has had maybe like two girlfriends in his entire life and has never dated a guy before so he really doesn’t consider them all that different in this respect but sometimes there is just no reasoning with goro)

goro hates pdas. there are unspoken Rules akira has to learn. he can touch goro’s shoulder around other people, but not his wrist or his hair - basically not anywhere that could be construed as intimate

akira himself is pretty physically expressive in relationships so he DOES love hand-holding and is bummed he can’t do it all the time, but he can hold goro’s hand in public 1) under the table where no one can see, or 2) on the subway at 3 am when no one is around and goro is too tired to care that the security cameras are still there

the first time they have sex akira lets goro take the lead, and they get to a point where they’re both naked and goro is like “......okay what now” and akira is just like “idk you tell me” because.....the whole point of this exercise was to give goro the space to be comfortable or back away

goro uses “fuck” as an interjection and akira uses “fuck” as a verb, so the first time goro tells akira to go fuck himself, akira says, “i thought you were going to do that,” and goro doesn’t know how to process that

(akira is honestly so incredibly chill. he’s here to make sure both parties are having a good time and that’s it. he knows sex, especially the First Time, isn’t some magical cure-all, but goro has a complex about everything being perfect the first time you do it)

tying into the touch-starved/touch-averse thing, goro is very, very physically sensitive, and at first he’s almost like...laughably easy for akira to get him off. which is obviously embarrassing for him.

but akira’s thing is kind of just....he’s tender and teasing? he’s not mean about it but he’d definitely be the type to take his time working goro up and drawing him out

(honestly they’re not very kinky. akira is pretty open to just about anything, but goro has issues about self-control so the kinkiest they ever really get is some wrist-pinning and orgasm denial)

tenderness for goro would feel patronizing coming from anyone who isn’t akira, but coming from akira he finds he likes it, so he tries being tender in turn--

boy howdy is he surprised when it turns out akira really likes having his own love language returned in the same way from a person whose love language is wildly different

goro tends towards being pushy and domineering and definitely not tender, but when he starts carding his fingers through akira’s hair and pausing when he catches on a tangle to gently through it, or massaging his shoulders before leaning in for a drawn out kiss, or rubbing his back when they’re curled around each other in bed

akira is incredibly turned on my goro letting himself learn how to be gentle and it turns out there’s a side of akira that just wants to pin him down and really make him cry out and beg

(i said akira is really honestly the top didn’t i because he is. there’s a sliding scale between needing a cat and your therapist to point out you’re in love with someone and akira won that race.)

#persona #persona 5 #shuake #akeshu #i'm going to regret tagging this aren't i #i'm tired and incoherent #i've been off my adhd meds for two days and i spent the last two hours at work trying not to fall asleep at my desk #if this sucks i'm sorry

[batskulldrag]

Phoenix by Fallout Boy

chapter nine. no oc’s background dudes are either youtubers or characters from 2017′s dream daddy a dad dating simulator. abuse mention trigger warnings, there will be one warning in every chapter

Chapter Nine: Who We Are by Imagine Dragons. I know it’s not about fire, but it always made me think about the heroes around a bonfire singing. So, there.

Patton sat in the back seat with Virgil’s head on his lap. He had settled down for the most part.

“I’m sorry I had a meltdown in there.” Virgil said for what was now the sixth time.

“It’s ok.” Patton rubbed his back. “You had all that bottled up for a while.”

“But I still made a scene like a dumb crying baby.”

“Well, was the thrift store an ideal place for that? No. But, like I said you had that bottled up for a while.”

“I made an idiot out of myself. And I embarrassed you three.”

“I’m not embarrassed. Sometimes you just get hit in the right nerve and it all comes out. That’s why you shouldn’t repress things. If you do you can’t control when it breaks free.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“I understand. After Mom died, I fought off my feelings for a long time. Then I went to get groceries and ended up sobbing over a box of cornflakes. I just kinda fell to my knees in the middle of the aisle and cried my eyes out, holding a box of corn flakes.”

“That makes me shiver just to hear it.”

“Well, it’s hard to control when or how we feel things. Or when we feel things loudly.”

“Or when we break down like a dumb crying baby. Again, might I add.”

“Well, we can’t exactly press undo. So, we just have to move on.”

“I guess you want details.” Virgil pulled his hoodie over his face.

“Not if you don’t want to talk about it.” Patton kept rubbing his back. “But how do know what your dad was up to?”

“I snooped around his stuff while he wasn’t home. And I’m not as stupid as he thinks I am, so I knew what everything meant.”

“That might have been dangerous to do kiddo.”

“He didn’t catch me. Thank God. But yeah, that probably could have been how my entire being would die.”

“Do you think that’s why he started that fire?”

“That certainly seems like something you’d wanna burn.”

“Well, we’ll make an appointment so you can tell the police what you know.”

“They won’t believe me.”

“You don’t know that.”

“No, I guess not. I can’t prove anything though.”

“Let’s not worry about that right now.”

“Is it true? That I can stay?” Virgil looked up at him.

“Yes. We want you to stay with us and we’re going to do anything we can to make sure of that.”

“Why? I mean, that sounds awesome. But why? What do you care?”

“Well, first of all, you’re family. And to me at least that means something. Secondly, even if you weren’t, I’d still wanna help you. Because no one deserves to be treated the way my brother treated you.”

Virgil sat up and wiped his face with his sleeve.

“Do you wanna keep going or have you had enough fun for today?” Patton reached over and pet his head.

“We can keep going.” Virgil pushed his head into Patton’s hand like a kitten. “I’ve been trapped indoors for like two weeks now, and you guys have been isolated since I showed up.”

“Ok, we’ll tell the others when they come back out here” Patton scratched the kiddo’s head lightly.

“I am sorry about that scene I caused back there.”

“I don’t think anyone noticed.” Patton smiled.  

“Don’t lie to me.” Virgil sighed.

Logan and Roman came in with only the sound of the car doors closing. They both paused for a minute.

“Are you alright Virgil?” Logan was the first to break the silence.

“Yeah,” He looked at the floor. “I’m sorry about causing a scene.”

“I just told everyone that your leg started swelling up,” Roman said with a shrug. “Very painful experience.”

“Did they buy it?” Virgil winced.

Roman shrugged.

“I am sorry about making a scene.” Virgil wrapped his arms around himself.

“Well, hopefully this is the start of you being able to process everything.” Logan adjusted his glasses. “So, would you like to continue our excursion, or are you ready to go home?”

“I’m ok to keep going.” Virgil sighed. “I usually try to limit my public humiliation to once per day.”

“Sometimes you just need to have your dramatic breakdown and cause a scene.” Roman said calmly.

Virgil squinted skeptically at the back of Roman’s seat and sneered. Patton had to repress a laugh at this display of disgust.

“Virgil.” Logan broke the silence as they started driving. “Roman tells me that you’re quite the avid reader. Do you have any books that you prefer?”

“Uhh…” Virgil looked at Patton in confusion. “I like Henry James. His take on ghosts was always pretty cool.”

“He also had novel, at the time, ideals about woman’s place in society.”

“Yeah, that too.”

“Which ghost story is your favorite?” Patton perked up. Maybe if they kept him talking, he wouldn’t have another attack.

“Well, he has this one about a couple of older ladies who are kind of haunted by one of their dead relatives. But they really see him as a buddy more than a threat.”

“Aww. That’s sweet.”

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               Logan and Roman caught on to Patton’s idea and both made an effort to keep Virgil talking. Talking about anything really, anything but Payton. Logan had the rules of chess reiterated to him and now knew every strategy that Virgil was aware of. Roman asked about every book he could think of and requested a synopsis of most titles. He had attended a year’s worth of book clubs in one hour. And Patton had brought up music, he learned about a lot of emo bands. He didn’t know that many emo bands existed.

               “And their guitarist is actually married to Gerard Way.” Virgil happily finished a monologue as he looked at socks. “They’re still together and everything.” He looked off to the side. “Glad to see that not everything of his breaks up.”

               “That’s nice.” Patton smiled. He had no clue what this kid was talking about, but he was so excited.        

  “I know you probably don’t care.” Virgil looked at the ground. “But I’m glad you were listening.”

Is this a naturally occurring hug moment?

Patton risked it and stepped in for a hug. Virgil saw him, shrugged and stepped into his arms.

“So, you’re just like this then?” Virgil was muffled by Patton’s shoulder.

“Yes, prepare to get so many hugs.”

“I can be ok with that.” He fell into his arms and almost went limp.

Oh, you poor anxious little touch starved baby.

“I really can’t wrap my head around the idea that you’re my dad’s brother.” Virgil laughed half-heartedly as he slid out of the hug.

“We don’t have to talk about him.” Patton said softly.

Virgil smiled at him in response. It was his usual tiny smile with his lips only parted about a centimeter. His stunning eyes, which normally looked aged beyond his years lit up slightly. All in all, Virgil looked pleasantly surprised. And it was adorable.

Patton beamed back at him.

“So, who’s your favorite band?” Patton went on, afraid of another opportunity for his baby to have an attack.

“You can’t just ask me to choose like that.” Virgil placed a hand on his heart and feigned hurt. “That’s like asking someone what their favorite dog is.”

“Oh.” Patton played along. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you that.”

“It’s ok.” Virgil tossed a package of black socks into their basket. “You didn’t know.”

“You know, you never did tell me what foods you like the best.”

“No, I guess not.” He looked at the floor. “I haven’t really had much of an appetite these last couple of months.”

“Well, we can work on that.” Patton grabbed his shoulder. “Did you like any of the casseroles that we’re drowning in?”

“That eggplant thing was pretty good. And I like a couple of the tuna ones.”

“Do you like pasta?” Patton pointed at him.

“Of course.”

“How about desserts? Everyone likes desserts.”

“You’re gonna get mad at this…” Virgil looked at the floor. “But I wasn’t really allowed to have desserts. You know because of calories and sugar and cavities. And bullshit.”

While Patton processed that body blow, Logan showed up and added a container of multi vitamins to their haul. He looked between Patton and Virgil.

“Patton are you alright?” He sounded like he was talking to a bomb.

“I’m ok.”

Logan and Virgil exchanged terrified looks. Logan’s because he had seen Patton mad before and it was haunting, Virgil’s because he had no idea what was going on, but in his line of logic when an adult got mad, he got hit.

“Virgil, sweetie.” Patton rubbed his temples. “I promise I won’t ask you anything else after this. And I won’t get upset with you no matter what you say. But I have to know, are you just not eating out of stress or are there other reasons for this?”

“I just started getting sick whenever I ate.” Virgil wrapped his arms around himself to hold himself together. “I guess it was anxiety. I don’t think there were other reasons.”

“Ok. I’m sorry I had to ask you that.” He sighed. “And like I promised, we won’t talk about it anymore.”

“Did you miss me?” Roman announced dramatically.

“Who are you?” Virgil squinted at him.

Roman made a series of offended squeaks and held one hand against his heart while flailing his casted arm in front of him. Logan looked on, his eyes glimmering and a smiled forming across his face. A soft laugh escaped his mouth.

“Well,” Roman laid the indignation on thick. “I was going to buy you a dress for prom but forget it.”

“I can’t get a date anyway.” Virgil shrugged.

“The boys are probably intimidated by your looks.” Roman continued. “I think you should try asking one of them out.”

“Oh no.” Logan suddenly broke in, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“What? Prom isn’t until high school, if you think I’m too young to date you can say so.”

“It’s not you Virgil.” Logan sighed. “One of our neighbors is here as well.”

“Oh no, who?” Roman looked around frantically.

“Howdy neighbors.” As if on cue the voice of Brian rattled them.

Brian approached and Virgil immediately stepped closer to Patton. Seems he feared the sheer amount of man that approached. Which was odd, Brian’s bear like appearance normally didn’t intimidate people. But of course, Virgil was, well Virgil.  

“Salutations.” Roman said blankly.

“Hi Brian.” Patton forced a smile.

“Hi.” Logan didn’t even look at him.

“You three out shopping for more lawn flamingos?” Brian teased.

“No.” Logan said without any cadence.

“We are actually helping our nephew rebuild his wardrobe after a fire.” Roman with his usual tendency to act like he was reciting lines on stage. “You’ve probably heard about our taking him in.”

“I did hear that. Most of us are wondering when we get to meet the new member.” Brian led them into a false sense of security. “You two almost ended up being the last couple to take the plunge and start a family.” He gestured to the slim figure clinging to Patton’s arm. “This must be Virgil.”

“Well,” Patton ruffled the kiddo’s hair. “It’d be kind of weird if he were a stranger.”

“Hi.” Virgil said quietly, as he pulled away from Patton’s side. “Nice to meet you.”

“Virgil was in chess club and on the debate team back in his old school.” Roman announced contently. “And he does advanced reading.”

“Really.” Brian looked impressed. “Maybe he’d like to play Daisy sometime, she’s running out of people who can match her.”

“I am not going to be a part of this, and neither are you.” Logan picked up their basket and put his arm around Virgil. “Let’s finish off the list, they can catch up.”

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               “I’m sorry for dragging you away like that.” He explained, now out of earshot. “But I do not want to engage in a one-upping competition. Especially about our children.”

               “That’s what that was turning into, huh?” Virgil looked back in that direction.

               “Brian is a notorious one-upper. And I can’t stand him.” He sighed. “And if I’m honest I think he’s putting too much pressure on his daughter. I know he means well and he proud of her, but the constant bragging is going to set her standards to impossible levels of up-keep. Overachievers like her are difficult to deal with. Too much input, positive or negative can be catastrophic. Positive reinforcement is great, but the way he does it makes me feel like Daisy is going to associate achievement with affection and burn herself out.”

               Virgil looked at him impressed.

               “And I’m definitely not putting you through that.” Logan looked away. “I’m not completely dense. I know you weren’t in any of those things because you wanted to be.”

               “Were your parents like that too?” Virgil’s voice was soft and hesitant.

               “People with Asperger’s are occasionally incredibly intelligent, so yes I was an overachiever when I was in school. My parents enjoyed the vicarious limelight, so yes, they put a good deal of pressure on me.” He clenched his fists. “I was diagnosed when I was eight. Sometimes I still dream about that moment, their reactions. You would have thought somebody died, or that I had murdered someone. I didn’t understand why they were mad at me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. I’m far better off without their influence in my life.”

“I almost won a spelling bee.” Virgil added. “I got all the way to state.”

“That’s very impressive, you should be proud.” Logan smiled.

“I lost.”

“You still made it to state championships, that’s quite an achievement.”

“Dad grabbed my arm and he jerked me, and he dislocated my elbow. It hurt.”

Logan knelt and hugged him.

“My parents broke and dislocated more bones than I care to recall. And I say this, not because I’m trying to compete. But so that you know I mean it when I say I understand.”

“I know we’re not competing.” Virgil hugged him back. “You win because your parents aren’t in jail.”

“Now, how did you puzzle that out?” Logan pulled back to look at him.

“You said you were done with them, but you didn’t sound very satisfied.”

“You could tell all that from my tone of voice?”

“No, I was eavesdropping on you and Uncle Patton when you told him to stop sending them stuff.” Virgil smiled.

“Patton doesn’t let things go easily.” Logan scoffed. “And he doesn’t forgive them.”

“Do you?”

“Never think you should forgive someone who isn’t sorry.” He said flatly.

“Even family?”

“Familial bonds shouldn’t be a bargaining chip to force someone to tolerate abuse. Nothing justifies that. I thought that my parents had a right to do what they did because of how I am, I’m sure Payton gave you excuses. But those are just hollow manipulative tactics. You don’t owe anything to someone who mistreats you. All they deserve is a swift kick out of your life.”  

“Ok.” Virgil seemed relieved to have heard that. “So, is there some sort of contest on who is gonna go the longest without having kids in your neighborhood. Because I think we just proved that not everyone should be a parent.”  

“That mostly consists of people asking Patton and me when we’re going to adopt. Or asking Jenna and Julian when they’re going to have kids. Or bothering Lily about when she’s going to settle down and start a family. And I suppose now that Dan and Phil are both out, they’re going to be harassed too.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I don’t understand their investment in all of our lives.”

“Sounds like a fun place. I can’t wait to meet everyone.” Virgil was completely deadpan.

“It’s not as bad as it seems.” He reassured.

Patton and Roman caught up to them, Roman looked ecstatic.

“I told Brian about how I rescued Virgil!” Roman clapped happily. “He’ll never one-up that one.”

“It was pretty cool.” Virgil tossed a package of boxer briefs into the basket. “He broke through the window with his fist, like a superhero or something.”

Patton was silent, he had an annoyed look on his face.

“You ok Uncle Patton?”

“I wouldn’t mind the fact that I once knocked over our charcoal grill and set our yard on fire so much if Brian would stop bringing it up.” Patton said sternly. “Just for that, he’s getting a book of grilling tips for Christmas.”

“Not again.” Logan sighed. “How many would that make? Five?”

“He’s right.” Roman put a hand on Logan’s shoulder. “Get him a book on gardening instead.”

“Just get him a yard gnome and say, ‘I saw this and thought of you’ that’ll bother him.” Virgil suggested from the floor, not looking up from the vitamin bottle he was reading.

“Aww,” Patton said giddily. “He takes after me.”

“By the way Roman,” Logan turned to his roommate. “I noticed that you introduced Virgil as our nephew. As in all three of ours.”

“Well, calculator watch,” Roman began. “My brother is a maniac. Patton’s brother is the worst. So, why not pretend that Padre and I are brothers, that way we can get good siblings. And I babysat Virgil a lot towards the end, and I wrote at least seven essays in character as Patton and no one noticed. So, I think I know him pretty well.”

“You wrote those?” Patton was shocked and confused. “I thought I just sleep wrote them. Like how I kept doing the dishes in my sleep.”

“Well, you did kinda sleep write them.” Roman shrugged timidly. “I just made them legible.”

“Are there any other parts of my college life that are a lie?”

“I bought groceries with my own money and put the money your mother gave me back into her account.” Logan offered. “Which was more than fair because I was living with you rent free.”

“And I bought a bottle of laundry detergent and kept topping off yours so you wouldn’t run out. I went through about twenty bottles doing this.” Roman submitted sheepishly.

“That’s why the soap was always half full? I thought I was losing my mind!”

“And whenever I cooked, I put ground up moths in Payton’s food.” Logan didn’t even look at him.

“Why?!”

“I just really don’t like your brother.”

This entire discussion took place over the sound of Virgil laughing. Once they got to the moth part, he completely lost it and was on the floor in a ball, laughing so hard he was crying.

“That’s…” Virgil wheezed, wiping tears with his sleeve. “That’s just evil. Where did you get the moths?”

“Ok, Logan,” Patton pointed at him. “Your parents are getting a Christmas card this year.”

“You said you’d stop.”

“That was before I found out you fed Payton moths for months. Is that why you always offered to cook?”

“If we’re ok with poisoning Payton,” Roman held up his hand. “Then I used to spit in his water bottle whenever he left it unattended.”

Patton sat down on the floor with his head in his hands. Virgil continued laughing. And Logan and Roman just stood there guiltily. Virgil’s laughter died down and turned to coughing and hiccupping as he tried to get his breath back. At least one of them was having fun. Patton pulled him into his lap like he was a stuffed animal.

“How did we get here?” Patton whimpered.

“I don’t know, but I am thrilled that I was a part of it.” Virgil beamed at him.

“Might I add that he left his baby unattended more than he left his water bottle.” Roman tried to defend himself. “And was next to useless when it came to literally everything that was going on. Some nights he didn’t even come home.”

“In his defense,” Patton buried his face in Virgil’s shoulder. “If I could have just walked away and not have had to see what happened, I would have. Maybe he just couldn’t take it.”

“What about Virgil?” Roman raised an eyebrow. “He left you to raise his baby and tend to your dying mother.”

Patton kissed Virgil on the top on his head and sunk back down.

“I can’t defend that. I just, I understand why he didn’t want to be around then. Mom would have liked to see him though.”

“I’ll be an advocate really quick,” Virgil added, looking at the floor. “At least Payton kept me. He didn’t leave the country and dump me off with an abusive father.”

“That doesn’t matter anymore either.” Patton wrapped his arms around him tightly. “Because we actually want you. And we want you to stay with us.”

“So, I can stay?” Virgil blinked in disbelief.

“We’re suing your father for custody.” Logan said quickly. “And not to get your hopes up, but we have a pretty solid case. I think our chances are good.”

Virgil quietly leaned back against Patton.

“So, are we just gonna have all our big moments in the middle of a store?” He asked blankly.                              

#sanders sides human au #logicality #parental moxiety #parental anological #famILY #sanders sides fic #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders

[thepaperpanda]

She Likes to Play || Arthur Morgan x Reader x Dutch Van Der Linde Smut

||Part I||  ||Part II||

Summary: The further you are stepping into the relationship with Dutch and Arthur, the more you crave them both

Warnings: smut, threesome

Words: 2402

Authors: Cass & Rouge

After long day of working and keeping the camp tidy, you flipped down on the cot in your tent, you slipped hands under your head and sighed out loudly.

 You enjoyed Dutch's and Arthur's presence in the stable with you that day and you were grateful for another lesson they had given you. Of course, Arthur was the one that won the little race with Dutch, you didn't even count because you arrived to the camp 15 minutes after them.

 Arthur gently knocked on the wooden support of your tent. "Hello there, miss," he said and walked in. "Still afraid of your new horse?," Arthur asked with his cocky smiled and sat next to you on the cot.

 Dutch was currently busy with Hosea so he asked Arthur to visit you and 'prepare' you.

 "Howdy! No," you stated proudly. "I ain't afraid anymore." You watched him for awhile. "You came alone...," You whispered.

 Arthur nodded. "I know, but don't worry. Dutch will join later, you know him. Planing and all," he patted his lap. "Come here, girl," Arthur said with soft smile.

 You laid for longer moment, then got up and walked to him, you took a seat on his lap. "Hi."

 "Hi, there," he purred and hugged you tightly, nuzzling to your shoulder with a soft purr.

Despite being a big and rough outlaw, he was still really soft and gentle with you. It looked like he was afraid of breaking you.

"Y/N? You are beautiful," Arthur whispered, cupping your cheek gently. He pulled you into a gentle kiss, his thumb moved gently across your cheek.

 You gave the kiss back, soft hum left your mouth after it. You looked him in the eye, you cupped his cheeks. "You know, you're such a good man to me. Even when sometimes you're mean and even when you make jokes about me. I think I fell for you... So much," after these words you smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

 Arthur nuzzled to your hand and then grabbed it to kiss it gently. "I am not the right man to fall for, Y/N, and you know this very much. I am not good, I just do what is right," he kissed your wrist before moving to press a soft kiss to your cheek, then moved down to your neck.

His hands gently touched your sides, moving up and down. Soon, they found their place on your lower back.

 It felt so right and what he was doing to you was getting unbearable. Butterflies in your lower stomach made you twitched at his touch. "Let me decided by myself, duh?," You whispered tilting head aside to provide him better access to your neck, your hands played with his nape.

 Arthur laughed quietly and moved to your shoulder. "I hope... I hope you don't mind…," he whispered and his hand sneaked under your dress. Arthur gently touched your inner thigh, then his hand moved to your stomach.

"Can I take it off?"

 You kissed his rough, dry lips longily and almost moaned at the touch of his hand on your thigh. "Don't ask me, Arthur... Do whatever you want... You know I'll do everything for ya, fella," you whispered into his ear before nibbling onto his earlobe.

 "I just want to be sure, darlin'. I don't want to hurt you," he whispered and gently placed you on the cot, looking at your body carefully.

Arthur started to slowly remove your dress, he was treating you like you would be made of glass. He let out a quiet growl at the sight of your naked body under him. Arthur placed a few kisses to your stomach before moving down.

 The softness of his touches was absorbing. You arched your back, looking at him. "Please, I need ya...," You told him softly, it wasn't more than a whisper.

 Arthur looked up at you and sent you smile, he slowly put your legs on his shoulders.

He lovered himself and placed gently kiss to your clit before taking the little bundle of nerves between his lips. Meantime, his thick fingers gently played with your entrance, probing it from time to time just with their tips.

 "Oh, God," you whispered, your eyes rolled into your head. You closed them for a second, then looked down on Morgan. "Oh, God... Keep doing this, you're so skilled, fella," you praised him as you put your index finger into your mouth, sucking on it.

 Arthur just looked at you and gladly continued his work for a whiled before moving away.

He licked his two fingers before pushing them into you, his thumb replaced his tongue on your clit.

 You caught your pillow and nuzzled to it, muffling your scream with material. It felt good and right, you moved hand down your body and helped him with rubbing over your clitoris.

 "Well, well. Look at that? Kids enjoying themselves? You two could at last close the tent, thank God that Y/N's tent is not so close to others," Dutch said lowly as he closed the tent's laps.

 Arthur looked briefly at other man and returned to his work on you.

 "It looks like our boy here is starved for you and your attention, my dear. He even didn't undress," Dutch pointed out.

 Other man just growled annoyed at the comment and started to work on you harder, using his teeth.

 You only moaned louder, slipping hands into Arthur's hair. "Howdy, Dutch...," You managed to whisper. "I thought you forgot about me, darlin'."

You tried to buck our hips for more friction from Arthur's actions.

 Arthur muttered between your legs to give you some vibrations, his hands held your hips firmly.

 "I would never forget about such a beautiful creation as you, my dear," Dutch said and walked up to you. "But you two ar doing just fine as I see," he hummed before kissing you deeply.

 "Maybe but we do lack our partner," you teased and slipped out of Arthur's grasp to kneel and kiss Dutch. Your hands moved to his leather belt, you unbuckled it quickly. "Let's see."

 Arthur growled highly annoyed by your action. He sat up and looked at you with frown.

Sure, Dutch is here so she run to him like a rabbit, Arthur thought to himself.

 Dutch grabbed your hands, stopping you.

"Y/N, my dear angel," he said to you softly.

"Look at Arthur there, you've made him upset. You want our boy to be upset?"

 "Never...," You whispered and looked up at Dutch. "I love him so much," you said openly and looked at other man above your shoulder.

 "Then finish your buissneses with him and than we will will have fun together. This boy is really touch starved and simple presence of yours gets his all hot and bothered," Dutch said and patted your hair.

 Arthur groaned and blushed deeply at Dutch's words.

 "I will be here, watching our girl cumming," Dutch smiled and moved away to sit on your little chair.

 On all fours you crawled back to Arthur who was sitting on your cot, you simply straddled him as you pushed him on it. "Lay down, like a good cowboy you are," you instructed him and kissed his neck.

With your hands you undressed him as quick as you could.

Then, using only tip of your tongue, you licked trail down his body, from clavicles to his tummy, and lower.

 Dutch got himself comfortable in the chair and watched.

 Arthur's breath shuddered, he tried to stop you. "Darlin', no... You don't have to," he gasped and soon got comfortable on your cot.

 You only have him a long gaze, then kept on your actions. Your tongue licked his lower belly, then you licked his hard shaft, from base to tip. You grabbed his cock with your palm and wrapped fingers around it. You kissed his tip before shoving it into your mouth, you gagged yourself instantly but never stopped.

 "Fuckin' hell, darlin'," Arthur moaned and bucked his hips. He took a deep breath to calm down, he nuzzled to your pillow, inhaling your scent. "You feel so fucking good, girl."

 You bobbed your head back and forth, massaging his balls at the same time. When you pulled him out of your mouth it was only for spitting on his member before shoving it back into your mouth, deep-throating him.

 Arthur whimpered loudly, your touch was so good. It was so soft and delicate.

 "Dalin', you are killin' me," Arthur growled and bucked his hips slightly and he cum on your tounge. Arthur moaned and rubbed his face, embarrassed a bit. "Shit... Sorry, darlin'."

 Dutch laughed.

"Look what are you doing to him. I always expected Arthur to hold longer."

 You sent a cocky smile to Dutch and then looked back at Arthur. "I will tell you a secret," you said as you straddled him and leant down to him, only to whisper into his ear. "You taste amazingly good, Morgan, and I want that cum of yours in my dripping cunt."

 "So Arthur is getting the good stuff today? Fine. In that case I will wreck your ass, miss," Dutch said getting up, he removed his pants.

"Better come here, let the boy regenerate a bit and fogive me not undressing fully but I have important stuff to do," Dutch opened his arms for you.

 You got off Arthur and moved to Dutch. "Hi, darlin', I love your cock," you said wrapping hand around his cock and pumping it.

 "I hope you do darling," Dutch hummed to you. His arm wrapped around your waist to start playing with your butt a bit, then he licked his figers and started to prepare you.

"Well, if Arthur is so lucky to the the front today than I need to make sure that your are ready."

 "I'm always ready," you teased him and pumped hand harder around him. "Look at you, you already leak precum, darlin'. Someone's so eager for me."

 "It's hard not to. Look at yourself, girl. You are beautiful," he purred and kissed you, pushing his fingers past your butthole.

 Morgan slowly moved from your bed and joined you two. He nuzzled to your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist. You could feel his hard cock against your lower back.

 "Well, I can't describe how much do I love the attention from both of ya," you whispered and grabbed Arthur's cock as well, you jerked them both. "I need to be fucked."

 "Come on boy," Dutch said looking over your shoulder at Arthur.

 Man muttered something and gently turned you around, then he gently picked you up.

"You sure, Y/N?," Arthur asked as his cock rested against your pussy.

 You nodded only licking your lips. "Of course I am! I need it, I fucking crave you and Dutch to fuck me," you touch his cheek. "You ain't gonna hurt me."

 "Of course we ain't gonna hurt you, darling. This would be a shame. Just relax," Dutch said and without more preparation he pushed his thick cock into your tight ass.

 Arthur looked at you unsure what to do and nodded, kissing your hand before slowly pushing his shaft into your cunt.

 You screamed loudly, then muffled your screams against Arthur's shoulder. Though tears streamed down your cheeks, you managed to whisper. "God... It feels so good, boys..."

 Arthur stopped his movements, his hand gently stroked your hair and massaged your nape to hush you. "It's okay, darlin'," he hummed, kissing your cheek. Arthur made sure you are fine before moving his hips slowly.

 "Of course it feels good, girl. Because it's us," Dutch announced proudly, moving his hips harder.

 You nuzzled to Arthur's chest, at the same time wrapping one arm around Dutch's nape. "Just like that, oh God... You're so fucking good," you told him, licking your lips again. You kissed Arthur's jawline and hummed into his ear.

 Both men were fucking you hard and deep.

Arthur was making sure you feel fine whole the time while Dutch was complitly focused on his thrusts.

 "Fuck, Y/N. You feel so good. I can feel you squeezing me. You're close," Arthur hummed in your ear.

 "How can I not?," You rolled head back. "You're sending me to heaven."

Your pussy was clenching already around Arthur. Meantime Dutch spread your butthole nicely that it was driving you crazy.

 Dutch simply chuckled and started kissing your shoulder and neck while Arthur pulled you into the kiss.

 Both man found common pace, fucking both of your holes deep and hard.

 Dutch was growling behind you and Arthur was moaning against your lips from time to time.

 Soon, both man reached their climaxes and they filled you up.

 Arthur let out a shaky breath. "Fuck... Darlin'," He purred.

 "Look at yourself, darling," Dutch said pulling out from you after a moment. "Looking so nice and sweet, even after being fucked by us. Such a good girl. Now, I wish I could stay and take care of you as I should, but duties call."

Dutch dressed up and kissed you before leaving.

 Arthur looked at you. "You okay?"

 You looked after Dutch but as soon as he went out of your tent, you nuzzled to Arthur. You kissed his jaw, your fingertips traveled against his wife chest, you were smiling. "I love ya, ya know this?"

 "I know and I love you too, Y/N," Arthur answered and kissed your cheek, then he placed you back on your cot. He grabbed random rug and started to clean you up gently. "You should rest. It had to be intense for you," Arthur muttered as he helped you dress up, he put his shirt on you.

 You smiled at him. "Can you stay? I believe you ain't having any duties now...," you said grabbing his palm.

 "Well... I had to go hunting but it ain't urgent now," he smiled back and joined you on the cot. "It can wait till tomorrow and it will be a pleasure to stay wirh you," Arthur said and hugged you.

 "Promise me something, Arthur," you asked, placing head on his chest. "Promise me to always be around. I don't know what would I do if something would happen to you."

 Arthur took your hand and kissed it gently.

"Y/N. I promise, I ain't going anywhere. I will always be around to take care of you."

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[bixgirl1]

What's your favorite sex scene you've written out of all your fics & what's your favorite sex scene you ever read?

Hi nonnie!  Sorry this took so long — I tend to leave aside asks that I know will take awhile to compose an answer to (and boy, howdy if this isn’t one of those. lol), and shamefully end up forgetting they’re there for way too long. But I’m a teensy burnt on writing atm and came across this, so:

(This got wayyy longer than I intended, so it’s going under a cut. :D)

My favorite sex scene(s) I’ve ever written

I hope you don’t mind that I picked a few. I freaking hate sounding egotistical, but I’m pretty proud of a lot of my sex scenes, so I kind of wanted to cry at having to pick. lolol. Anyway, I narrowed it down to:

The Legilimency sex in Every Me and Every You. That’s one of those scenes that came to me in this blinding, gleeful flash, and was written almost as quickly — and I got to try my hand at a version of Glove!kink, which makes me absolutely drool (more on that in the second part of your ask. lol).   

The Bonding scene in In The Red.  Though the fic has like 90 sex scenes in it (all of which I loved writing) from the outset, I knew exactly how I wanted that scene to go, every line and word, every position and emotion. I’m a little in love with it.  

Pretty much every sex scene in Sexplanations (Of The Horrible Sort),but especially the final one, because I laughed my head off at doing… well, that, to Harry.  (I make no apologies. Bahahaha)  

The whole of If The Shirt Fits.  It’s a pwp, but I love Draco’s voice in it.

Every sex scene (both het and slash) in Love Him More, because I felt like they managed to be both sexy and something else depending on the scene: aching, heartbroken, confused, renewing.

And I have to put an honorable mention in here for the first kissing/unfulfilled frotting scene in 12 Days Of What The Fuck. No one gets off in it, but I loved writing an extended snogging scene for a lot of ~reasons. (One of them is that I hardcore headcanon Harry as really loving kissing, partly because kissing’s great, and partly because he was so touch starved growing up.)

Now. If the first part of your question made me want to cry, this one practically had me bawling and wearing sackcloth, thank you ever so much for the trauma of having to pick. LOL. I am…less good at narrowing things down here. (I love sex in fic. I most often sort by rating and again, I make no apologies. *snort*) Believe you me, if I like the scene enough to list it as a fave, all of these writer’s sex scenes are brutally hot, and beyond that, the writing and plots are unbelievably good, too. (I can legit quote the dialogue in most of them. lol) Also, keep in mind I haven’t read every fic out there, my to read list is disgustingly long, these are all simply my own taste, and there may be some I adore that I’m just outright forgetting or leaving out for the sake of space and time.

*cracks knuckles* In no particular order:

The first sex scene with its surprisingly explosive chemistry in Touch Me Fall  by @lqtraintracks  and her first and second-to-last sex scenes in Blood and Fire,  which were simultaneously scorching and so lovely.

The extended foreplay/sex scene in lqt and @whipmyhairlikebangbang‘s Weeds Or Wildflowers  because hmmminuhh, there are not even words…

The first (in person) sex scene in @magpiefngrl‘s Hush, darling,  and each excited, faltering, tender kink negotiation sex scene Harry and Draco had in her fic Kettle.  (For something lighter and equally brilliant, read the lust leaks sex in  The Full Monty)

The first sex scene in Good Talk, Potter  by @l0vegl0wsinthedark. She brushes off how brilliant it is, but it was my introduction to Cocky!Harry, and for that I’ll always adore her and it. But I can’t not mention the rimming and knotting scenes in her fic Expectant, which, combined, are like 12k of some of the hottest sex you’ll ever read. But who’s surprised? 

@oceaxe’s series Closer Than Skin four smutty one-shots about, uh, shaving I didn’t know I needed until I read them. 

The knotting scene in Embers  by @shiftylinguini, which is somehow long, sweet, and blistering at the same time. Also (and this isn’t H/D, but idec), the Albus/Scorpius and Teddy/Jamie sex in her fic Sardines, which will make you go  :o  then go :O then go ;)~

The first and last sex scenes in Idk, My BFF Hermione? because the gift of writing such filthy sex and talk has only been bestowed upon a few in this world, and @letteredlettered is one of them.

Endowment  by @dictacontrion. It was my introduction, I think, to Hung!Draco, and I still can’t read it without blushing hot red and making little yipping noises.

The sex in don’t say you love me, that’s extortion by @lower-east-side​ because it’s so quietly evocative and intimate. 

Draco coming on Harry’s chest in Sex and the Art of Castle Maintenance, Draco coming on his own chest as Harry rims him in You open always (petal by petal), and Draco coming between Harry’s thighs in Lumos, all by clever and talented birdsofshore. (What can I say? I really really dig it when she makes Draco come. You will too, promise. lol)               

The sex in When You Kiss Me (What A Lovely Way To Burn) by @femmequixotic, whose sex slays me every time. (And don’t even bother asking which sex scene is my favorite from her Tales From the Special Branch series because there are a lot of them and they’re all splendidly dirty and I can’t pick and you can’t make me.)   

The first blowjob scene in @writcraft‘s Dreaming of Harry because it’s so…idk, sexy and realistic and sweet, just what I’d imagine between these boys under those circumstances, and the getting off in the cupboard scene in their fic Harry Potter and the Bisexual Awakening because, I mean, hot, but also charming and wonderful.     

And I believe I promised to come back to Glove!Kink? Try The Games We Play by @gracerene09​ because holy hell, you guys. Seriously. Fingering and wanking for the fucking win. Wear sunglasses or it’ll blind you; it’s smoking. 

The sex in Fuck, Kill, Marry by @lettersbyelise​, which is funny and blistering and darling all at once.  (….And omfg, when I went to get the link, I saw that her newly posted a drabble came with the tag ‘rentboy Draco’ and I couldn’t resist and jesus fucking christ, the blowjob in Swallow (Your Pride) too now, yes, yes!!!)

And, okay, this one might sound weird, but the Blaise/Draco sex in Just Friends (or Why Draco Malfoy Shouldn’t Have Sex in His Office) by @unadulteratedstorycollector  because it matches the heat of the Harry/Draco sex that comes later, but Harry’s accidental viewing of it is incredibly sexy and confusing (for him) and his reactions are awesome.  

And finally: The first (dubcon) sex scene in @firethesound‘s The Light More Beautiful, which left me breathless and enthralled, as well as the shower wanking scene later in the fic, both of them a totally enthusiastic chef’s kiss!  

So there you go! A non-comprehensive list of my favorite sex scenes. That many of them are in some of my favorite fics is probably no surprise, but what can you do? lol. I like detailed and dirty, I like kink, I like romantic, I like exploratory, and I like to read a lot of it. :D Hope this helps!! 

#fic recs #sex recs? #:/ #idk if I can say that lol #but there's lots of good stuff here #honestly I had to rein myself in from reccing like 38476 more fics from each of these authors #and I know I'm forgetting some please forgive me #i'm like 240 years old #lol

[songbird567]

Huntress Milk Part 2

Sorry these aren’t all super detailed. These are just shorts I’m sort of whipping up, but I’ll try to do better in the future

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The air in the shrine was tense and a silence heavier than everyone in the room combined rest upon them.

“So...” Ruby murmured and glanced around nervously, the team leader of RWBY finally breaking the silence.

“Nice rescue attempt!” Weiss exclaimed, her eye twitching with frustration as she looked across the room to see an equally immobile team JNPR

“I’m sorry...” Pyrrha squeaked in embarrassment, unable to even look at her friends. Instead she buried her face in her own ballooned chest.

“Yeah the chieftess told us you were all in the woods. We ran in to save you girls and then...” Jaune sighed heavily.

Yang shook her head, flabby cheeks wobbling as she scowled. “That chieftess lied to you guys too then.” Yang groaned and wiggled about in an attempt to roll out of the bowl she was still trapped in. “Agh I hate not being able to move!”

Silence fell over the room again until a loud growl could be heard. Everyone’s eyes darted towards the sound. This led the focus to Nora. “So what do they have to eat around here? I’m STARVING!”

“Pretty fatty foods,” Blake replied. “Lots of meat, milk, pastries, ooh and really good fish.” Blake said and practically drooled as she remembered the tuna she was given last week for good behavior.

Ren raised a curious eyebrow. “Is Blake ok?” He asked as team RWBY all began to blush.

“Blake has...well...” Ruby started but couldn’t finish the sentence before Weiss cut in.

“Blake is a pervert and likes being here.” Weiss said and rolled her eyes. “Just wait until later. You’ll see.”

“Yeah any chance you can be a little quiet during the milking today Blake?” Yang asked and tried to catch a peak of the blubbery Faunus. Thanks to her fat encased neck the act bared little success.

“M-milking?” Pyrrha asked, raising her head from her chest. “What are you talking about?” Pyrrha asked again before the door swung open.

“Oh my!” Josephine said and couldn’t help but blush and grin perversely at the sight of her new cows. “Y’know we’ve only had heifers here, but boy howdy am I liking my new bulls~” she cooed and rubbed Jaune’s blubbery cheeks.

“H-hey!” Jaune exclaimed as the woman slowly traced her pudgy fingers across Jaune’s blubbery rolls before appearing before him.

“My word! Would you look at these udders!” The cheiftess exclaimed as she caught a glimpse of Jaune’s moobs. Massive and round like a yoga ball filled with milk. These milkers rivaled even Yang’s in size and hopefully would be the same with quantity. “This requires trained hands.” Josephine said and rolled up hers sleeves and sat down. “You just relax now and let me take care of ya~”

Jaune blushed and watched as the woman rubbed his moobs, pressing gently into it drawing a moan from him. “W-wait don’t touch them o-oooh~” Jaune moaned loudly as Josephine gripped his nipples and began to tug gently. To Jaune’s surprise milk did indeed begin to leak from his nipples and into the metal trough. He closed his eyes and moaned softly as the pressure in his moobs began to go down, almost forgetting that everyone was watching the process.

Pyrrha couldn’t help but growl jealously which quickly got the attention of Josephine. “Oh I see. This one is yours huh?” Josephine asked and smiled. “Don’t worry sweetheart I’m not stealing him. Just making him feel better. Cows get upset when they don’t get milked...actually.” The woman pulled out a scroll. “Girls I think the new cows need their milking a little early”

A few moments later and the shrine maidens returned, and sat before the members of team JNPR. Pyrrha gulped nervously as her breast were poked and prodded before the girls started to milk her. She let out a nervous groan and closed her eyes as her nipples were gently tugged and squeezed. “H-hey...” she groaned and slowly opened one eye. Pyrrha was shocked at how much milk she was producing. Just one tug sent a stream of milk into the trough.

Nora smiled as two shrine maidens approached her. “Well I guess if everyone else is doing it then go ahead! Come on no need to be gentle!” Nora said as the maidens got to work and squeezed her breast. She bit her lip and watched excitedly as they began to milk her. “Reeeeen~” Nora cooed and looked to the right.

Ren blushed as he was now being milked as well, his moobs spraying milk out just like the others. He tried to figure out how this was even possibly before Nora caught his attention. “Yes Nora?” Ren asked and looked to the red headed blob on his left.

“Want some?” Nora asked and smiled. “Come on you girls could get one of these to him right? Come one just give Renny a sip.”

“I don’t know about this Nora.” Ren said and blushed as the shrine maidens actually listened to Nora and lifted one of the heavy boobs to his face. Ren blushed brighter and looked as the four shrine maidens and Nora looked at him expectantly. Slowly he leaned down and began to gently suck on Nora’s nipple.

“Oooh Ren~ such a thirsty boy.” Nora cooed and blushed brighter and brighter as she bit her lip. ‘Oh my gosh he’s really doing iiiiiiiit!’ She thought to herself and shivered in excitement. “Ok ok now let me try yours!”

“Nora...” Ren said and deadpanned as he lifted his head up, one of the shrine maidens using a napkin to clean his face before they all returned to milking the duo.

Nora smirked and blew Ren a kiss. “So later then? Got it!” Nora said and giggled as she leaned her blubbery bulk against Ren.

Back over at Jaune, Josephine stood up and wiped her forehead. “Whew it’s been awhile. Guess I should leave this to the younger girls.” She said and sighed before patting Jaune’s head. “Well guess I should go. Got a lot of planning for tomorrow.”

“What happens tomorrow?” Yang asked as more shrine maidens entered and began to milk the girls of team RWBY. “Hey answer me!” Yang groaned and tried to focus on Josephine and not the women squeezing her breast.

Josephine smiled and clapped her hands together. “Breeding!” The woman said before leaving, ignoring the surprised gasps and protests of all the cows.

End Part Two

[demidemilitclub]

This Actor’s Life #1:

I mentioned I had callbacks last week, and boy howdy was that fun! We’re casting The Addams Family musical, and ya boi got called back for Pugsley, Mal, and the Ancestor chorus. If y’all want the full story of how things went and I how I felt about how I did, I can say another time, but this is all a long set up for a short pay off.

Leave it to reading Pugsley for like 10 Morticias to make you realized how f*cking touch starved you are. It wasn’t anything big, it was just sort of like matronly pats on the shoulder and cheek and like running their hand through my hair and I was like “F***ck, I forgot what basic human affection felt like.” It’s just one of those things where you don’t realize how bad something is until something happens and you’re like “I have a much larger void that I’ve been trying to fill than I realize.”

Side note: One of them tickled me behind the ear, but I was supposed to be asleep, and I was just desperately trying not to burst out laughing while they had a big character moment in the callback. And that’s how I fit in my ab workout, kids.

P.S. Yes, I am poking fun at This American Life with this title set.

#actor #acting #acting life #theater #musical theater #theater life #the addams family #pugsley addams #morticia addams #touch starved

[withwherewithal]

Boy howdy am I touch starved, could really go with being held tightly right about now...

[newtafterdark]

My favorite part about the MH AU is how Gordon is immediately Ride or Die for the science team. They're all nervous and hesitant and like "after what you went through we'd undestand if you don't want us around" and he's just "fuck that noise, I can't legally adopt you but you're basically family now." And he accepts them into his home and warns them of the current dangers of the world And just *excited flailing* (And yes there's some unaddressed trauma on the horizon but we don't talk bout that)

I am SO happy that that specific part of the AU comes through in my writing, honestly!! :D 

The thing about MH!Gordon, as I mentioned before, is that he is a very loving person & very social as well. I'll eventually go into that in detail in the ongoing fanfic, but let me just talk about this right now -

Gordon pretty much had a very isolated childhood, but that turned around the day he met Newton Geiszler during their time at MIT. Gordon hadn't met someone who he got along & relate with on such a deep level (both children of divorce, ADHD, trans, "gifted children", fans of alternative music & style, reckless yet caring)... and that pretty much lead to them both helping each other to get out of their shells.

Then they both founded their band, which added to Gordon getting used to being around people even more often & he found that while he thought he was mostly an introvert, being around people who cared about him gives him energy as well!

And then graduation came. The band broke apart as everyone went different ways. Newton went to the PPDC. Gordon went to Austria for two years to work at [REDACTED], which was a company similar to Black Mesa.

But it was heavily secluded work, with him just sitting in a small office & doing a lot of paperwork and... that's not what Gordon wanted to do in his field of Science. Yes, he got his doctorate in theoretical science (& computer science) but the man wants to physically do things! Interact with things! With people!!

That's when Black Mesa was like "Hey, we need a Theoretical Scientist we can trust with pieces of information on our dangerous projects! We don't have a spot for you just yet, but how about a few paid analyses of our experiment data before we let you close to our space rocks?"

Gordon pretty much jumped at this opportunity right away, with the hope of getting closer to his dream job with them. Sure, he'd have to stomach a few more months on his own, but surely he can handle that bit of self-isolation!

He quit his job in Austria & moved back to the States, pretty much in time for Black Mesa to send him a message - "We now have an open position at our facility, but we need to be sure you can deal with the pressure of entering ongoing projects. You would be tasked to check one of our "Employee Training Simulations for Emergency Situations" for errors."

Gordon could do that. He's a skilled man & this job sounded easy enough! :)

Then HLVRAI happens in said simulation.

And I need to stress - until then, Gordon was pretty much denying himself a lot of social interaction bc he was so focused on making his future at Black Mesa work out for him.

So... now we have an emotionally starved (+ touch starved) Gordon meeting the chaotic yet lovable Science Team!! AND BOY HOWDY!! Oh, how they grind his gears. The jokes, the bits - but they are so on one wavelength!! If he could only shut his anxiety up about failing Black Mesa with how the simulation is going - but STILL!! It has been so long since he was around people who he could banter with & lovingly bully a bit...

And then they get out. And Gordon is stressed about many things but that is overpowered by "HOLY SHIT MY NEW FRIENDS ARE OKAY. I AM NOT UNPACKING THE HELL WE JUST WENT THROUGH (for now) - all that matters right now is that the people who gave me the social contact I so desperately needed the past few years are with me now aND I WILL DEFEND THEM WITH MY LIFE & THIS BASEBALL BAT!!"

And this is how we got to where we are right now with Metalhead Gordon. :>

#hlvrai #hlvrai gordon #gordon feetman #metalhead gordon au #Anonymous #long post #newt's ramblings #i am so sorry but this made me just gO OFF

[lucygloom753-blog]

Everything Dallas Winston says in the book.

“The kid’s okay?”

“Good behavior. Got off early.”

“Speakin’ of movies, I’m walkin’ over to the Nightly Double tomorrow night. Anybody want to come and hunt some action?”

“How about y’all? Two-Bit? Johnnycake, you and Pony wanta come?”

“Yeah, and this time it’s for good. That little broad was two-timin’ me again while I was in jail.”

“Who’s gonna make me?”

“I know you too. I’ve seen you around rodeos.”

“You two barrel race, huh?”

“Oh, my, my. You’ve got me scared to death. You ought to see my record sometime, baby. Guess what I’ve been in for?”

“I’m never nice. Want a Coke?”

“This might cool you off.”

“Fiery, huh? Well, that’s the way I like ‘em.”

“Huh?”

“Okay, kids, whatta ya need me for?”

“Good for you.”

“Oh, shoot, kid. I was in the bedroom.”

“Glory, but your ears can get red, Ponyboy.”

“It wasn’t anything like that, kid. I was asleep, or tryin’ to be, with all this racket. Hank Williams...Me and Shepard had a run-in and I cracked some ribs. I just needed a place to lay over. Ol’ Tim sure can pack a punch. He won’t be able to see outa one eye for a week. Well, wait a sec and I’ll see what I can do about this mess. Ponyboy, are you wet?”

“Glory, hallelujah! You’ll die of pneumonia ‘fore the cops ever get you.”

“Get that sweatshirt off. Dry off and wait here. At least Johnny’s got his jeans jacket. You ought to know better than to run away in just a sweat shirt, and a wet one at that. Don’t you ever use your head?”

“Here. The gun’s loaded. For Pete’s sake, Johnny, don’t point the thing at me. Here’s fifty bucks. That’s all I could get out of Merril tonight. He’s blowin’ his loot from that last race.”

“Pony, do Darry and Sodapop know about this?”

“Boy howdy, I ain’t itchin’ to be the one to tell Darry and get my head busted.”

“Here! It’s Bucks—you an’ him ain’t exactly the same size, but it’s dry. It’ll get cold where you’re going, but you can’t risk being loaded down with blankets.”

“Hop the three-fifteen freight to Windrixville. There’s an old abandoned church on top of Jay Mountain. There’s a pump in back so don’t worry about water. Buy a week’s supply of food as soon as you get there—this morning, before the story gets out, and then don’t so much as stick your noses out the door. I’ll be up there as soon as I think it’s clear. Man, I thought New York was the only place I could get mixed up in a murder rap.”

"Git goin’! Take care kid.”

“Glory. He looks different with his hair like that.”

“Hey, Ponyboy! Or should I say Sleeping Beauty?”

“Hold on, kid. I can’t answer everything at once. You two want to go get something to eat first? I skipped breakfast and I’m about starved.”

“Yep. Gotta cancer stick, Johnnycake?”

“The fuzz won’t be lookin’ for you around here. They think you’ve lit out for Texas. I’ve got Buck’s T-bird parked down the road a little way. Goshamighty, boys, ain’t you been eatin’ anything?”

“You’re both pale and you’ve lost weight. After this, get out in the sun more. You look like you’ve been through the mill.”

“Hey, Ponyboy. I gotta letter for you.”

“The President, of course, stupid. It’s from Soda.”

“He came over to Buck’s a couple of days ago for something and found that sweat shirt. I told him I didn’t know where you were, but he didn’t believe me. He gave me this letter and half his pay check to give you. Kid, you ought to see Darry. He’s takin’ this mighty hard...”

“Shoot, kid, them boys at the station know me by now. I get hauled in for everything that happens in our turf. While I was there I kinda let it slip that y’all were headin’ for Texas. So that’s where they’re lookin’.”

“Sure can. But don’t you kids get to pickin’ up my bad vocabulary.”

“Kid, I swear it don’t look like you with your hair all cut off. It used to look tuff. You and Soda had the coolest-lookin’ hair in town.”

“Do y’all want somethin’ to eat or not?”

“Well, I’ll give you a ride for your money.”

“Glory. You don’t need to make like every mouthful’s your last. I got plenty of money. Take it easy, I don’t want you gettin’ sick on me. And I thought I was hungry!”

“I didn’t tell y’all something. The Socs and us are having all-out warfare all over the city. That kid you killed had plenty of friends and all over town it’s Soc against grease. We can’t walk alone at all. I started carryin’ a heater.”

“Ya kill ‘em with switchblades, too, don’t ya, kid? Don’t worry, it ain’t loaded. I ain’t aimin’ to get picked up for murder. But it sure does help a bluff. Tim Shepard’s gang and our outfit are havin’ it out with the Socs tomorrow night at the vacant lot. We got hold of the president of one of their social clubs and had a war council. Yeah, just like the good old days. If they win, things go on as usual. If we do, they stay outa our territory but good. Two-Bit got jumped a few days ago. Darry and me came along in time, but he wasn’t havin’ too much trouble. Two-Bit’s a good fighter. Hey, I didn’t tell you we got us a spy.”

“That good-lookin’ broad I tried to pick up that night you killed the Soc. The redhead, Cherry what’s-her-name.”

“Yeah. She came over to the vacant lot the night Two-Bit was jumped. Shepard and some of his outfit and us were hanging around there when she drives up in her little ol’ Sting Ray. That took a lot of nerve. Some of us was for jumping her then and there, her bein’ the dead kid’s girl and all, but Two-Bit stopped us. Man, next time I want a broad I’ll pick up my own kind.”

“She said she felt that the whole mess was her fault, which it is, and that she’d keep up with what was comin’ off with the Socs in the rumble and would testify that the Socs were drunk and looking for a fight and that you fought back in self-defense. That little gal sure does hate me. I offered to take her over to The Dingo for a Coke and she said ‘No thank you’ and told me where I could go in very polite terms.”

“Man, this place is out of it. What do they do for kicks around here, play checkers? I ain’t never been in the country before. Have you two?”

“I got a cousin that lives around here somewheres. Tipped me off that it’d make a tuff hide-out in case of something. Hey, Ponyboy, I heard you was the best shot in the family.”

“That was a good idea, I mean cuttin’ your hair and bleachin’ it. They printed your descriptions in the paper but you sure wouldn’t fit ‘em now.”

“What?”

“You sure you want to go back? Us greasers get it worse than anyone else.”

“The boys are worried. Two-Bit was going to Texas to hunt for you.”

“No, they didn’t. Blast it, Johnny, what do they matter? Shoot, my old man don’t give a hang whether I’m in jail or dead in a car or drunk in the gutter. That’d don’t bother me none.”

“Blast it, Johnny. Why didn’t you think of turning yourself in five days ago? It would have saved a lot of trouble.”

“Johnny. Johnny, I ain’t mad at you. I just don’t want you to get hurt. You don’t know what a few months in jail can do to you. Oh, blast it, Johnny. You get hardened in jail. I don’t want that to happen to you. Like it happened to me...”

“Oh, glory!”

“What for? Get back in here before I beat your head in.”

“For Pete’s sake, get outa there! The roof’s gonna cave in any minute. Forget those blasted kids!”

“Man, am I glad to see you! Those —— hospital people won’t let me smoke, and I want out!”

“Shepard came by to see me awhile ago.”

“Said he saw my picture in the paper and couldn’t believe it didn’t have ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ under it. He mostly came to rub it in about the rumble. Man, I hate not bein’ in that.”

“Kid, you scared the devil outa me the other day. I thought I’d killed you.”

“When you jumped out of the church. I meant to hit you just hard enough to knock you down and put out the fire, but when you dropped like a ton of lead I thought I’d aimed too high and broke your neck. I’m glad I didn’t, though.”

“Uh...how’s the kid?”

“Two-Bit, you still got that fancy black-handled switch?”

“Give it here.”

“We gotta win that fight tonight. We gotta get even with the Socs. For Johnny.”

“Hold up! Hold it!”

“I was. I ain’t now.”

“Talked the nurse into it with Two-Bit’s switch. Don’t you know a rumble ain’t a rumble unless I’m in it?”

“Come on! We’re goin’ to see Johnny.”

“Hurry! He was gettin’ worse when I left. He wants to see you.”

“Look sick. I’ll say I’m taking you to the hospital, which’ll be truth enough.”

“The kid—he fell over on his motorcycle and I’m takin’ him to the hospital.”

“How would I know if he’s bad or not? I ain’t no doc. Yeah, we could use an escort.”

“Sucker!”

“I was crazy, you know that, kid? Crazy for wantin’ Johnny to stay outa trouble, for not wantin’ him to get hard. If he’d been like me he’d never have been in this mess. If he’d got smart like me he’d never have run into that church. That’s what you get for helpin’ people. Editorials in the paper and a lot of trouble...You’d better wise up, Pony...you get tough like me and you don’t get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothin’ can touch you...”

“Hurry!”

“We gotta see him. We’re gonna see him and if you give me any static you’ll end up on your own operatin’ table.”

“Johnnycake? Johnny?”

“We won. We beat the Socs. We stomped them—chased them outa our territory.”

“They’re still writing editorials about you in the paper. For being a hero an all. Yeah, they’re calling you a hero now and heroizin’ all the greasers. We’re all proud of you, buddy.”

“Never could keep that hair back...that’s what you get for tryin’ to help people, you little punk, that’s what you get...”

“Damnit, Johnny...Oh, damnit, Johnny, don’t die, please don’t die.”

#theoutsiders #dallywinston