#handsy-hollis

[lostloveletters]

I Left My Heart in San Francisco (John Brady x OC)

Summary: John's heart feels a thousand miles and just as many memories away in Stalag Luft III.

Note: Title comes from the song, of course (you don’t have to listen to it while reading, but I listened to it while writing this). Do not interact if you're under 18, terf or radfem, or post thinspo/ED content.

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Fluff and angst, mostly introspective. Somewhat non-linear narrative, I guess.

“I won’t get any good if I don’t practice,” John insisted. 

Woody smiled, her green eyes sparkling. “Alright, but you watch that pipe of yours. If I smell burning hair—“

He grinned, taking his pipe out of his mouth. “You won’t, sweetheart, I promise.”

Woody braided her hair first thing in the morning, after hastily raking her fingers through it, tugging out any knots that formed overnight. By the heat of the afternoon, enough hair would come loose and stick to her sweaty skin that she’d have to redo her handiwork, already knowing to anticipate the black streaks of grease she’d have to scrub out of it at the end of each day.

Sometimes Holly would be around to give her an intricate and sturdy French braid, able to withstand sweat and hard work. But John had never braided hair before he asked to do hers one evening, and then with increasing frequency as time went on, desperately needing something to lose himself in. 

She sat between his legs, still and patient as he ran his fingers through her wavy hair. He parted it in two sections, letting the waterfall of blonde flow down one of her shoulders while he gathered the rest of her hair, silken to the touch compared to the standard blankets and bedsheets they were issued.

A shiver ran down her spine when his fingers gently brushed the nape of her neck.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“You’re fine, honey.” Her voice was soft, almost a low purr that echoed in his ears. He couldn’t remember another time when she called him honey. Usually just Johnny, which sounded wrong coming from other people, even jokingly, since it became hers, but he wasn’t sure how to tell her he liked honey too. 

He carefully layered one thick strand of hair over the other until he finished a braid on one side. Looked good, but he knew at a glance he could do better. Woody braided her hair for utility, not just to look pretty, which was a bonus in his opinion, but not her priority.

He puffed on his pipe, shaking his head before setting it aside. “They’re not even. I’m gonna try again.”

“Go ahead, Johnny.”

John stroked her hair, thinking about how he wished they had met under different—better circumstances, where she wasn’t under constant threat of losing him. He used to figure that there was a proper way to get to a woman’s heart, the way god intended, or so he’d been told: meet a nice young lady, ask her father for permission to take her out on a date, get to know each other, bring her home on time. Rinse and repeat while trying not to get too handsy before getting a ring involved.

Then the war happened. 

Then Woody happened, who probably wouldn’t have described herself as a nice young lady in the first place. No father to ask permission to take her out on a date. He wasn’t quite sure they actually saved anything for marriage (besides the having kids part, thankfully). He figured god would be flexible, all things considered.

“Everything okay?” she asked.

“There’s a knot,” he mumbled, brows furrowed in concentration as he carefully pulled at strands of hair to free them from each other.

“When I was a kid, if I had a really bad knot I couldn’t get out myself, I’d just cut it with some kitchen scissors. My hair probably looked awful.”

He almost instinctively asked why she didn’t ask her mom to brush it out, but felt the slightest bit of rage burn in his chest when he caught himself and remembered. “I care enough about you to do this right.”

“You’re also pretty good with your hands.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

“I know so,” she said, “and thank you for always being attentive.”

“Are we still talking about your hair?” 

“Oh, of course.”

He snickered, working on braiding her hair again. “Of course.” 

Neither of them spoke of the future very much, but he knew he wanted one with her. Just wasn’t sure how to go about the discussion without scaring her off, if she’d even be open to settling down. Settling. The word weighed heavy in his mind. While Woody claimed no nostalgia for her native city, a sad fondness laced her voice when she spoke of it, of the excitement and freedom San Francisco had offered her when she needed those things most. Sometimes John wondered if Ithaca would be enough, if he would be enough when all was said and done.

He swallowed roughly. “Take a look and tell me what you think. Be as brutally honest as you need to be. I can take it.”

Woody half-turned to him, an amused smile spreading across her face. Made him feel like he was being let in on a secret the way her smile sometimes did. “You could make my hair look like a bird’s nest and I wouldn’t tell you.” She gave him a quick peck on the cheek before getting up. He followed, almost nervous as she inspected her appearance in the small mirror sitting nearby. She beamed at her reflection, turning excitedly to him. “Johnny, it’s perfect.”

She stood on her toes to kiss him, deep and real, the kind that made any lingering doubts dissolve. Her lips were soft, as if she put on lip balm before he got there. Everything about her was soft, except for her hands, always rough and calloused, but something would be wrong if he felt a smooth palm cradling his jaw, or gliding across the expanse of his shoulders, down his back to cling to him. But he was clothed. Or he thought he was. Lost himself for a moment before he found the sound of her voice again.

“Before I forget—” She slipped her hand into one of her pockets. “Here, I want you to have this. I don’t really have any other photos of me, but I wrote a little note on the back of it for you,” she said. Her cheeks flushed, eyes flicking away from him for a moment. “Just so, um, you know it’s yours.”

He smiled at being handed the photo, a little shadowy and out of focus, but her nevertheless. To Johnny, all my love and more, your sweetheart, Woody. She had drawn a little heart next to his name, Xs and Os after hers. “You look beautiful. Thank you, sweetheart.” He kissed her forehead, the tip of his nose brushing against her skin. “I’ll keep it with me.”

And he did. All the way to Stalag Luft III. Looked at the photo and tried to remember the feeling of her hair between his fingers.

He nearly tore Hambone a new one for taking the photo from his hands without asking, not that he would have let him touch it in the first place even if he had. While far from salacious, having other eyes besides his own on Woody’s photo felt almost sacrilegious. After all, he kept it in the same pocket as the St. Christopher card his mother had given him before he left for basic, its laminated corners curled from his incessant toying with it for reassurance. He hardly looked at it since they bailed. Patron saint of travelers. Some good St. Chris did him.

Buck stepped in and got John his photo back before the situation could escalate further. But the cat was out of the bag. As if it even mattered then, anyway. He did take some pride in everyone’s shock at him and Woody managing to keep their relationship under wraps for nearly four months.

He didn’t expect it to come up again, but he wasn’t exactly expecting Bucky to be alive either. In the midst of Bucky's bittersweet reunion with the other members of the 100th who’d been taken prisoner by the Germans, it was mentioned among the updates everyone was clamoring to give him after he relayed what he could muster of how he survived and ended up there.

Hardly relevant, but Bucky fixated on it after John let one small detail slip out.

“You and Woody? How the hell did I not know this?” Bucky asked. 

“No one knew, except for Holly,” he said.

“Holly knew?”

“It wasn’t my idea, but Woody tells her everything. Told her about us the night you two made the bet on that baseball game.”

“That was back in June!" Bucky exclaimed, a strange combination of disbelief and slight betrayal that felt almost out of place compared to everything else going on. "She’s known for four months and didn't tell me?”

“Woody swore her to secrecy or something.”

Bucky shook his head. “You sly dog. Under everyone’s noses…” Clapped him proudly on the shoulder. “Good on you, buddy.”

John smiled. “Thanks, Bucky.”

“Don’t expect any details,” Murph mumbled.

“I’m not telling any of you about my sex life.”

“But there was one?” Bucky asked.

He sighed, resisting the urge to glare at his friend, who up until a few hours prior, he wasn’t even sure was still alive. “We didn’t sneak around for four months just to hold hands.” 

Even if that was all they’d done, his relationship with Woody wouldn’t have been any less important to him. Still, it was nice to have actual experiences to pull from, build fantasies that could get him through some of the lonelier nights when he wished he were with her, just about anywhere in the world but Stalag Luft III. The four months that were all theirs became his lifeline.

Four months. Maybe that was long enough for him to ask her to marry him. After writing to his family, that’d be his first order of business. Woody already had his heart, so he’d promise her everything else on top of that he could think of. Let her point anywhere on a map and take her there on a month-long honeymoon. Move all the way out to San Francisco with her. If she said ‘no’ or sent the letter back unopened, at least he could say he tried.

He laid back on his bunk that night, doing his best to ignore the shouting outside. Like the night guards did it on purpose to keep them exhausted. Closed his eyes. Kept her photo pressed against his chest. Tried to remember what her hair felt like between his fingers. Silk compared to the threadbare blankets the Germans gave them for the rapidly approaching winter.

“I won’t get any good if I don’t practice,” he insisted.

She smiled, her green eyes sparkling. “Alright, but you watch that pipe of yours. If I smell burning hair—“

He grinned, taking his pipe out of his mouth. “You won’t, sweetheart, I promise.”

#john brady x oc #john brady #masters of the air x oc #masters of the air #mota x oc #mota #mota fanfic #hbo war #hbo war fanfic #hbo war x oc #ch: woody

[prettyyoungandbored]

I Wanna Marry You - Johnny Knoxville

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x Fem!Reader, mentions of Steve-O x OC!Fem

Author’s Note: This is dumb but hey, it’s fun.

NOT MY GIF

The bar was packed as Y/N scanned the room for Johnny. Despite the two initially arriving together, the guys stole Johnny away for shots and other dumb drinking games while Y/N stayed with Holly, another Jackass member and Steve-O’s girlfriend.

An hour passed by when Steve-O decided to streak inside the bar, to which Holly had to cut her night short to escort him home. Y/N decided it was time to check on Johnny.

She wandered to the bar’s outside patio where Johnny and Pontius were talking to a group of guys. Johnny was overly animated and swaying, which indicated he was a few sheets to the wind.

Pontius’ eyes met hers and he waved his hand excitedly. “HI Y/N!” he screamed.

Upon hearing her name, Johnny whipped his head to her. His face lit up like a Christmas tree. “BABYDOLL!”

“Hey, I was wonder-.”

She was cut off by Johnny running to her and throwing an arm around her shoulders, pressing a sloppy kiss on her temple. His nose then brushed hers as she inhaled the tequila scent coming from his breath.

“‘M so happy you’re here,” he mumbled.

“Oh yeah?”

“I was missing you. I couldn’t find you.”

“Poor baby,” she teased. “C’mon. Let’s get you some water, ok?”

She went to pull back when he pulled her forward, now even closer. His hands were on the curve of her ass.

“Oh my god, you’re needier than me,” she laughed.

He pouted. “No I’m not.”

“Fine, then let me go.”

“No. You’re mine and you stay with me.”

He gave her butt a somewhat gentle squeeze. He wasn’t normally this handsy, even when he was intoxicated. This was a new side of “Drunk Johnny” that she’d never experienced.

Or, maybe she was too sober this time.

She cupped his face in her hands. “I’ll tell you what, lover boy. How about you come with me and we get you some water?”

He nodded his head. “Ok.”

She took his hand and led him inside. She quickly scoured the bar for a place to stand. She got a hold of one of the bartenders who grabbed her a cup of water.

As Johnny drank the water, she called a taxi. Once she hung up, she led him outside as they waited for the car.

While waiting by the curb, she felt him wrap his arms around her waist from behind, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. “Hey.”

“Yeah, P.J.?”

“I wanna marry you.”

Her eyes shot open, blood running cold. She couldn’t move as a million thoughts ran through her mind.

He’s just drunk, Y/N.

Her silence wasn’t enough for Johnny. He continued on. “I wanna marry you and make you mine forever and then tell everyone I have the hottest wife in the world.”

Before she could say anything, the taxi pulled up and she helped him in. She just needed to get him home and asleep before he continued on.

As the car drove off, she watched as he leaned against the car window. She knew he was drunk, but how could he say that if there was possibility that he didn’t mean it?

When Johnny wanted something, he went for it. So, if he wanted to marry her, why didn’t he ask her while he was sober? He never mentioned anything to her about a wedding.

Then again, she once heard him tell Steve-O that she was it for him. Maybe he was planning something and his drunk thoughts spoke for him?

Her thoughts were cut off when he nestled his head into the crook of her neck.

“‘M serious, baby. Marry me.”

Her smile softened as she reached her hand back to massage his head. “How about you ask me in the morning?”

“Will you say ‘yes’?”

“Ask me in the morning to find out.”

He mumbled some words she couldn’t quite figure out before nestling the side of his face into her chest. Her fingers massaged his dark hair as she tried to remain calm.

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The next morning, she sat on the sofa with a cup of coffee in her hand.

Johnny passed out the second they got home. After putting a bottled water on his nightstand and a trash can by his bed, she tried to go to sleep, but struggled.

She eventually gave up and went into the living where she spent the rest of the evening watching random rotation of black and white movies on the Turner Classic Movie channel.

She loved Johnny and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She moved in with him a year ago and things were going well. He never made her feel insecure or unworthy. So why the hell did his drunken proposal sting?

It was around 9 a.m. when Johnny padded into the living room, groaning as he rubbed his faces. “I feel like shit. Shouldn’t have let Pontius convince me to do shots.”

She hummed. “That makes more sense now.”

He laid back on the couch, his head on Y/N’s lap. Y/N began massaging his hair with her fingers. He closed his eyes, reveling in her touch.

“Did you get any sleep?” he asked.

“Not really,” she said. “For some reason, I just couldn’t keep my eyes closed.”

“How fucked was I last night?”

“You were fine. If anything, you were very needy. You refused to let me go anywhere without you.”

He laughed. “Poor you.”

She shrugged. “I didn’t mind it at all. It was actually kind of adorable. Plus I got you to listen to me which was a nice change of pace.”

He opened one eye. “Anything else happen?”

She thought for a moment, wondering if she should bring it up. Instead, she shook her head. “Nope.”

He opened both eyes and leaned up, his face moving closer to hers. “Nothing at all?”

She shook her head again. He smirked. “Anything you wanna tell me or, I don’t know, give me an answer to?”

Her stomach dropped to her ass. “What do you mean?”

He slid off the couch and onto one knee. He reached into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled out a black velvet box.

“Does this ring a bell?” he questioned with a smirk.

Her eyes filled with tears. “I swear to fucking God if you’re pranking me-.”

He opened the box to reveal a twinkling, pear shaped diamond ring. “This isn’t a joke, baby. I remember asking you and while this isn’t how I wanted to do it, I don’t want to further delay what I already know which is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, Y/N L/N, will you finally tell me if you’ll marry me?”

Her heart burst as she nodded her head. “Yes! Yes! FUCK, YES!”

She knelt on the floor and pulled his face to hers. She could feel him his lips curve into a smile as he kissed her like it was their very first time.

He pulled back and slid the ring on her hand. She sniffled, admiring it.

“It’s beautiful,” she said. “Thank you.”

“So, I have a confession,” he said, grabbing her hands. “I was actually going to do it last night, but I chickened out. I actually had it in my jacket pocket the entire night and Pontius kept giving me shots to boost my confidence, and then…well…yeah….”

She shook her head. “That…wow…that makes total sense and now I feel like a dumbass.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I’ve been up all night wondering why the hell you’d ask me such a thing while you were shitfaced.”

He cracked a smile. “And here I was worried you’d say ‘no.’”

They chuckled as Johnny’s thumb stroked her hand. He helped her off the floor and kissed her forehead.

“Well, what do you say we celebrate by taking a huge nap and then telling everyone else the good news?” he suggested.

“That is the sexiest thing you’ve ever said to me. I’m not even joking.”

“Does that mean no sex before the nap?”

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville x reader #jackass #jackass fanfic

[lidiasloca]

can you do a fic where cardan get jealous loveee your work btw

jealous high king Cardan (jurdan fic)

Post QoN

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“She’s just playing the part, Cardan,” the Roach tells me, patting my shoulder. “And you should remember this was your idea.”

I guess it actually was my idea to gain the favor of a faraway powerful someone that Jude told me would make a great ally. And I guess it was also my idea that we did this through my wife’s charms. So he is somewhat right…

“Oh, shut up. I can’t hear what they’re saying,” it's what I answer, though.

The Roach's chuckle becomes a distant sound as I walk closer to my wife and the idiot that now happens to be touching her arm. Caressing it up and down. Each time closer to her shoulder, then to her jaw and neck and collarbone and-

“Harold,” I greet, making him look up at me. Jude turns to me as well, one arm still linked with his.

And though she notices my fixated glare there, she doesn’t give away any reaction other than a charming smile.

Harold, however, seems smarter, and moves his arm from hers. Good.

“King Cardan,” he says with shaky voice. I grin wide.

“High King Cardan, if you may.”

“Cardan!” Jude barks, clearly irritated. When I meet her glare in silence, she angrily takes my hand and leads me through the ballroom, totally dismissing stupid little Harold.

“What are you doing?! I almost had him,” she says as we walk.

I stop in my tracks, making her too. “You almost had him,” I repeat. “And what exactly does that mean, lovely wife?”

Jude regards me for a moment, frowning. And when she speaks again, her voice is soft, as if she had understood where my mind had gone: “You know what I mean with that.”

“I thought I knew, but that was before you two got so handsy with each other,” I replied. “Then, I wasn’t exactly sure if a political alliance was what you really wanted from him.”

“Cardan,” she breathes, calm and understanding, and inclines her head to the side. No, that won’t work.

“Jude,” I mimic mockingly. Which makes her chuckle softly.

“I did let him get a bit…handsy,” she admits. “Sorry, Cardan. I didn’t think it would bother you, since we both know my intentions with him. But,… I’m sorry.”

Instead of answering, I let a silent moment unfold upon us. Our eyes are the only thing that communicates our understanding with each other.

“Plus, he’s not that handsome,” she says eventually. “Too soldier-like for my liking.”

At that, I can’t help but laugh. “You’re so funny, huh.”

She smiles as she places her hands on my shoulders, starting a dance. “Do you forgive me, Cardan?”

I nod before slowly spinning her.

- characters by Holly Black

i missed writing so much. thanks a lot for the request and the lovely compliment, made my day fr <;3

#cardan greenbriar #jude and cardan #jurdan #jude duarte #jurdan fic #cardan x jude #i miss jude and cardan #the folk of the air #the queen of nothing

[princelylove]

Oh I love how you add Holy and Lisa Lisa in, I love them too, need more content for them ~

I wonder how would their reaction/feeling and punishment when they discover darling's love is fake, they just pretending to love them so they can escape.

~ 🏵️ anon ~

Hii, 🏵️anon. Cutting a few out since I wanted to go into detail- I’ll probably make a continuation of the others down the line. 

Content warnings: Reader death, noncon/dubcon in Jolyne’s part, general violence, and gaslighting 

Holly would hate to hear that! She herself wouldn’t punish you, she’s definitely going to cry about it and lock herself in her kitchen for a little bit. She’s deeply hurt, how could you say something like that to your wife?? She channels her emotion into cooking or baking something she knows you like to eat. It’s an apology gift, and she’s prepared a list of things she’s going to do better for you! Holly hopes you forgive her, and understands if you still need some time to think about things. But, in the end, Holly’s not willing to get a “divorce,” so you’re not going anywhere. She sits on her knees and shoves her hands under her legs when she brings you breakfast, and tries not to talk too much. Is her voice annoying? Do you not like how she makes things cutesy? She rents books about marriage, watches programs on television about relationships, and calls her mother or father for advice. She might even vent to Jotaro, but she tries not to. She doesn’t want to worry him- mainly because he has no problem breaking bones. 

It… doesn’t really matter if you like Jotaro or not. As long as you submit, he’s going to lie to himself. You can say whatever you want, he’s just going to tell you to shut up and stop whining. You’re stupid, you have no idea what you’re talking about. You need him, and he needs you to just stay put and let him protect you from the evils of the world.. Jotaro’s convinced that everything is trying to eat you, and he’s not going to just let it. He won’t punish you until you actually do something- words are just words, and Jotaro is convinced you’re all bark and no bite. If he catches you storing ‘shit’ to take when you run away, he’ll drag you by your wrists into your room, make sure you sit and stay, put everything back, and give you a light slap on your wrist. Jotaro would prefer to restrain you with his own hands, but he can’t really sit there and hold you down all day, so chains will have to do until he’s ready to “cuddle” for the night- which is just him holding you down and smelling your neck for a couple hours. Try to run away too often and Jotaro will just take away your ability to walk. You can keep your legs, he won’t remove them, but he will break them. He babies you throughout the healing process. When your legs finally do heal, if you still aren’t willing, he’ll just break them again. It was fun taking care of you, why wouldn’t he? 

Josuke takes it pretty personally. It’s hard not to. I mean, you can’t just go around saying that he’s a “creep” and “not your boyfriend.” Words have meaning, babe. You can’t throw a tantrum just ‘cause he got a little handsy with you. It’s just him. Somebody’s gonna hear you and think he’s beating you or something, you gotta cut it out. Josuke’s fairly lenient compared to the rest of his family- what are you really escaping from? He’s not trapping you, and it’s not like he really gets in your way. You’re overreacting ‘cause he didn’t read the room right, jeez. Josuke’s going to gaslight you and physically get in the way of every exit. He scoffs a bit when you tell him he’s overbearing- who, him?? What’s he done that’s overbearing? Oh! Oh, he’s overbearing ‘cause he wants to know what his partner is doing?? Yeah, right, that makes total sense- look, why don’t you just blow off some steam and come talk to him when you have a real problem with his behavior. 

Giorno already knows. Did you truly believe that you would be able to hide something like that from him? Giorno survives off of hope- Perhaps Guido’s philosophy of “things will always work out in the end” has rubbed off on him. You’ll come around. He won’t react to minor threats or tantrums, not even directly getting in his face and screaming at him will make Giorno budge. The only real way to get under his skin is to attempt to abandon him- he feels everything he felt when he was little. He’s just a small, frail little boy again when he finds your hoard of essentials hidden away. If you want to leave him so badly, fine, leave him. One of his bodyguards will bring you back, and he’ll try again, after a bit of coping with his situation (Brooding in his room wondering what could possibly be so awful about him), and starving you of any enrichment or social interaction. If you ever were to strike him, or otherwise attempt his life, Giorno’s instincts would take over. His hands tremble so much that he drops whatever weapon he confiscated from you mid attempt, and he’ll stay frozen in place until Guido or Sheila E comes to check on him. 

Jolyne was hoping her insecure thoughts were wrong. Part of her wants to snap, The hell is wrong with you? Of course you love her, you’re making her sound like she’s Narciso or something. You were just cuddling up to her telling her how big her muscles were the other day, did you get a fuckin’ lobotomy done on you in the hour she left you alone? The other part of her falls into a bit of a depression. Of fucking course you don’t love her. She was really trying, too. She could beat your ass for lying to her, but she’s not gonna. She’s too miserable. She throws herself into the gym and replays every single interaction she’s ever had with you- that was seriously all a lie so you could get her off your ass? The next time you see her- which is likely her hunting you down- she traps you in a small room, probably your cell. She genuinely just wants to talk about how cruel you are. If you try to run, Jolyne gets in your way, and uses her stand to hold you in place. Looking down at you like this, all tied up… it just sorta clicks. This is how it’s meant to be. Your door locks, right? Probably not, she can put something in front of it. She’s got some pent up frustration to take out on you. 

#yandere jotaro kujo #yandere josuke higashikata #yandere holly kujo #yandere jolyne cujoh #yandere giorno giovanna #cw noncon #cw dubcon #cw slight degradation #request granted #🏵️ anon #reader death

[countrycrackheads]

Bowers Gang: How they flirt ;)

Henry:

Will NOT flirt

Stares from afar

Won't tease or bully you

If he sees you in public, he may or may not verbally harass

"GET IN!" -Henry with his body halfway out the car window

Will not tell you upfront that he has feelings

He just hopes you get his vibes

Gets upset if you dont get his vibes

After a few weeks, he'll either drop it...

Or he'll show up at your front door and bully you into dating him

Patrick:

Naughty. Naughty. Naughty. Naughty.

Will flirt and mess with you every chance he gets

VERY handsy

Expect his hand on your ass

If he's feeling cheeky he might slip his hand into the back pocket of your jeans/shorts

Dirt talk

Dirty talk in your ear

Dirty talk in public

Dirty talk loud asf in crowded places

He doesn't give a shit and loves to make you flustered

He makes it obvious that he wants to get in your pants

Tries to get you to wear his clothes

Belch:

Won't flirt with you in front of his friends

Will exchange small words with you in private

His feelings are very obvious because he blushes and smiles like a clown when you're near him

Offers to take you on a drive in Amy (his car)

Will ask you on a date, but rephrases it

"Wanna go out? ... Like hang out..." -Blushing Belch

If you're at the movies, he will fake yawn and stretch to put his arm around you

Very sweet, almost innocent flirting at first

Kinda like puppy love

The closer you get, the more dirty he gets

"You cold? We could warm up in the backseat."

Victor:

Will stare at you for a few minutes before approaching you

His friends know about his crush and call you "Vic's girl", which sends the blonde into a flustered rage every time

Talks to you in class, but he's a bit reserved

If you're walking together, he'll "accidentally" brush your hands together a few times

Stares at you from Belch's car when school is letting out

Patrick tried to make a move on you to get Victor mad

"Get the fuck away from her, Hockstetter. -Unimpressed Victor

Spread a rumor about Patrick having crabs after as revenge for making a move on you

Asks if you can tutor him so he can get closer to you

Googly eyes every time he sees you

Asks Belch to slow down the car if he sees you

#henry bowers #victor criss #belch huggins #patrick hockstetter #bowers gang #it 2017 #delusional fangirl #bowers gang headcannons #Spotify #it fandom #it movie

[space-writes]

find the word tag

tagged by @loopyhoopywrites, thank you! my words are worst, best, and middle. taking from current-wip claws once again today:

worst

Sludge—ichor in its worst form. All the perils of Pacting without the power, a high ranging from cheap to bankrupting, blissful to deadly.

best

When Wolfe gets tipsy, he gets handsy, and he’s less than discriminatory about who he gets handsy with. He won’t feel up a stranger, but friends are fair game until they put a very firm foot down. For this reason, Wolfe usually avoids drinking when Rainier comes over because rather than put his foot down, Rainier tends to put both of them in the air. Right now, though, Wolfe is tipsy and Rainier is there, and Holly is glaring at her boyfriend because he’s in his best friend’s lap and also she’s losing at Catan.

middle

He ends the call and stands there in the middle of the Tesco snack aisle breathing hard through his nose and trying not to cry. It’s not fair. It’s not fucking fair—Mina left, why does she want to have anything to do with him now? She got the hell out the second she could and never once thought about what she left behind, so why now?

no-pressure tagging @belovedviolence @sarandipitywrites and @talesfromaurea with the words start, stop, stall, and surrender

claws taglist: @belovedviolence @foxboyclit (ask to be +/-)

#writeblr #tag games #find the word tag #original writing #wip #wip: claws #c: vivien webb #c: rainier mortem #viv having a little cry in the tesco snack aisle is frankly a huge mood #snippets

[urauntiefaye]

FAYE HOLLY SHIT, THANK YOU SM (AGAIN) FOR FEEDING MY DELULU😭😭✨. I kicked my feet in the air while having breakfast after seeing your reply 😤💖.

That made me have even more 'divergent' thoughts about my Jo (IT'S HELP MY IMAGINATION AND MOTIVATION TO SHIFTING AGAIN AFTER SUCH A LONG TIME!)😭.

Makes me remember he could be obsessed with pampering me with his love and money👀. And that can add to my feelings of anxiety and possessiveness🤺.

Like :

"Jo, you are mine. She's flirting with you, you look happy when she's flirting with you, am I not pretty enough or do you just want to play with me?!"

OR

"You fucked me and said I was yours during the incident some time ago in the warehouse, but now you're happy that another girl is flirting with you?!"

Often holds my hand when we walk together, often kisses me suddenly to show who I belong to, sits on his lap when we sit together🥲. Or crazy, I sat astride his lap and hugged him until I fell asleep while he was chatting with his gang, as if nothing had happened. He just stroked my hair while continuing to talk to his gang🫦.

If I was accidentally touched by a man, that would be the thing that would make him boil the most 🤺🧎‍♀️.

THE REAL ON MY KNEES FOR THIS MANNN

Once again, thank you for feeding my delulu Faye. This is entertainment for me:)

It is never a problem to feed people's delusions. I feed mine everyday 🥲

But YES, we love an obsessive and possessive man in our life 😭. I feel like when you get jealous it makes him happy, because in a way it reassures him that you do like him and you're just as obsessed over him as he is you.

Jo LIVES for it, he can be very insecure and anxious thinking you don't like him and would leave him. So your behavior is like a reminder and a comfort to him as it is to you.

Jo may be quiet and possibly not that vocal when it comes to expressing his feelings towards you. So he ops to hold your hand and kiss you. You sitting on his lap is both healing for you AND him 🥺🥹.

Also loves when you wear clothes or jewelry he bought for you! Most definitely the type to buy you a necklace with his initials on it 😭. Or you know those bracelets that you get that you can't take off? He will get matching ones with you. Just to show off that you're his and he's yours! Hell also leave hickeys obviously that are hard to cover 😩🥴

If we're following him being the bad boy on the Rugby team with &team he definitely makes you wear his jersey/jacket. He most definitely has you wear it when you're around the gang!

Speaking of being around the gang you can NOT tell me he won't get more handsy and possessive over you!

FUCK need this but with Nicholas 💀

But as usual I'm always happy to feed into your delulus 😘🫶🏻

#&team hard hours #&team smut #&team jo hard thought #&team jo smut #jo asakura smut

[bitofthisandthat]

🎔 + Pickles and Holli

Send Me 🎔 + A Ship And I'll Tell You:

@codenamejudas | @heedingcalls

( Ha! Thank you! Someone's old skool on this blogwatch ;] )

PICKLES x HOLLI WOULD.

Who wins a prize at a carnival/fair/festival: Even wasted, Pickles will win her any tacky prize or stuffed animal her heart desires. She revs him up to win, and he delivers. If he fails, he just threatens punches and pays off the carney.

Who does most of the cooking: Ha! If they're at Mordhaus, his gourmet chefs are doing all the cooking/serving. If they're at Holli's flat, I'm sure it's take-out city. They both make great cocktails and finger food. But let's be real...these 2 do NOT cook.

Who does most of the shopping: They both do...in a way. If you're talking non-food stuff like toiletries and pharmacy, Holli does it more than him. If it's food, he's getting them the groceries. For clothes it's HOLLI. You need to drag Pickles by the ankles, dragging his nails in the gravel all the way to get him to go clothes shopping. He hates it.

Who is hopeless at board games: Holli. Because Pickles grew up playing them non-stop in Tomahawk as a normal family "bonding" activity, much to his chagrin. And now, the band plays board games on their down time when they're off the road. So he's gotten very good at a lot of them. She'd.......rather not. Unless Skwisgaar is playing, and then all bets are off, she wants to murder him in whatever they're playing out of spite, and Pickles wants to watch. (Am I wrong Summer??)

Who is always trying to make the other laugh: Pickles, because he loves her smile and feels he's doing something right if he can make his lady crack up. Yes, it's not ALL about partying and smex with them! He considers himself very lucky to have scored a babe like Holli, so he loves entertaining her.

Who has a tendency to give out TMI: It depends. It's 50/50. These two have zero filters and lots of issues...

Who does more DIY projects: It's really not either of their thing...they both would rather pay someone to fix something and then they can sit back and be lazy. Pickles CAN fix things, and he does when he needs to, but eh. Meh. Nah.

Who is the big spoon: If it's normal time, Pickles. He loves to wrap around her and be protective. But if it's a dark time for him, and he's been in a bad mood, a bad place, Holli will be the big spoon to comfort him.

Who gives more casual affection: Holli; as handsy as he can be, he still holds back being too needy and give her some space. But she has no problems being soft and giving him the random boops and strokes and little bits of affection as she goes along her day.

Who reads to whom: They read in silence near each other. Anything either one of them reads out loud to the other is for bitching purposes only. Like reading a stupid article on an event, some critic's opinion, or just something weird they find worthy of complaint. They will read it like: "Hey--Listen to what this asshole said: ..." and then roast it together.

Who brings drinks and food without being asked: Both. For being such trash, these two take care of each other nonstop.

#codenamejudas #heedingcalls #Ship HC Meme! #SHE LIKES TO PULL MY HAIR WHEN I MAKE HER GRIND HER TEETH || PICKLES X HOLLI WOULD #{ Makes me miss their trash antics XD They are Gross. But they genuinely care about each other }

[slippinmickeys]

Three Part Harmony (4/?)

“I like it,” Mulder said, as she walked out of the bathroom holding the used hair dyeing accessories in a plastic Kmart bag. “It’s very Bond Girl.”

She was feeling self-conscious and oddly embarrassed by the dye job, though it had been her idea. They were two days out from New Mexico, feeling hunted and worn and had risked another motel room after having ditched the SUV. They’d gotten a bus pass using some of the $300 Gibson had slipped into Scully’s pocket. Just being in the same room with Mulder again felt fulfilling in a way that she hadn’t expected. She thought, in a detached way, that it was half being reunited with her soulmate and half being in the presence of someone who loved and missed her son as much as she did.

She looked at her dark, still-wet hair in the cheap builder’s-grade mirror over the room’s scratched dresser and made a small face at her own reflection. She thought her hair looked terrible, but watching Mulder sit up straighter on the tatty motel bedspread with a look of pleased surprise on his face made the rapid lifestyle and appearance change a little easier to take. She hadn’t ever been into sexual role play, but she had to admit to a small thrill when he roved his eyes over her somewhat hungrily.

“Bond Girl?” she said somewhat dubiously.

Mulder nodded, smiled. “I have you checked in as Alicia O’Brien, but I could change it to Holly Goodhead.”

Scully tied off the top of the plastic bag to try to dampen the dye’s raw chemical smell and dropped it in the small trash receptacle by the door. The inside of the bag was smeared black like squid ink in water. She looked at it a long minute before moving over to the bed and sitting down next to him. He reached out and fingered a wet lock.

“I don’t look like me anymore,” she sighed.

“Isn’t that kind of the point?”

She nodded and rolled onto her side, tucking herself into him. He brought an arm around her and pulled her in close.

“God, it feels good to hold you,” he said.

God, it felt good to be held , she thought, and raised herself up onto her elbow so that she could press her lips to his. A sudden urge to have him grabbed at her and she swiped her tongue across his lips, eliciting a surprised but happy inhale. She could feel him come gradually to life beneath her, her thigh wedged in between his legs, the hard ridge of his arousal pressing into the fabric of his jeans and into her.

She’d tried just about everything to rid herself of the pain of missing him, of missing William – working too much, compartmentalizing, talking to a therapist, eventually wine and once, a pill. But nothing had helped. The only thing she hadn’t tried was losing herself - however briefly - to the euphoria of sex, and so she applied herself now, trying to fill the empty place that still sat inside of her.

She was more handsy than she’d ever been in their brief time together, grabby and bitey and aggressive. Mulder was into it, or perhaps he sensed her need, and he didn’t try to slow her down or talk to her or override her aggression with his own. He moved where she needed him to as she undressed him, and sat back when she climbed on top of him, moving with her as she rode him until they were both panting, sweat-soaked and spit-anointed, their hands tacky with slip.

“I can’t,” she eventually panted, not slowing her movement. She could tell he’d been on the edge for the last several minutes and she tried to give him permission to let go.

“You can,” he rebuked her, his voice half-choked. A single tear broke free and tracked down her cheek. He wiped it away and then lifted her as if she weighed nothing, flipping them over and sliding back in. “You can,” he said again, this time an instruction.

“I need more,” she whined, wanting him to push into her harder, faster. Anything to fill the aching void that housed itself in her heart.

He reached down and grabbed her hand, shoving four fingers into his mouth, soaking them liberally. He then moved her hand to where his body met hers, only giving her what she asked for when she relented and helped him guide her toward her release.

Flashpoint came on like corposant, sizzling and electric, and he followed her into the storm.

Later, when her cheek was resting on his chest and their skin had cooled, she caught a glimpse of her hair twisted into a black curl against his skin – dark as the night, as the empty place where her son used to be.

A car drove by, the whoosh of its tires on the still-wet road coming through like static on the other end of the phone. The booth she was in didn’t have a door, just two pony walls with the shape of a phone cut through the steel. Overhead the light flicked off and on with a clicky, mosquito-like buzz.

“Will you accept a collect call from ‘6672 ?’” The operator’s voice was bored and had the soft edge of a southern drawl.

“No,” said her mother after a moment, her shaky breath leaking through the line.

The deal was that Maggie would get the rest of the phone number (to the payphone Scully was standing in) in the body of an email that Mulder sent from an Internet cafe — in this case, one just up the road. She peeked out toward the street and saw him on the corner holding William. Mulder gave her a big thumbs up and she bided her time by checking the coin return slot and peeling an old Vaurnet sticker someone had slapped on the wall long enough ago that the red of the V had turned a light pink. Finally, ten minutes later, the phone trilled loudly once and Scully snatched it up before the ring could even finish.

“Hello?” she said into the receiver, which smelled like plastic and stale tobacco. Outside she watched as Mulder tried to distract the baby, pointing at birds that were perched on a wire across the street. William was having none of it and was throwing himself around in his father’s grip with a feisty thrash. He had warmed up to them somewhat – they being his only source of comfort and sustenance – but he seemed to prefer Scully, and much preferred the freedom of the ground to being in either of his parents’ arms.

“Dana?” her mother said with a wavering expectancy.

“Are you at a payphone?” Scully asked, so relieved to hear her mother’s voice she wanted to weep. They had been in touch sparingly throughout the last few months, but Scully felt so disconnected from her old life that even this small reconnection felt monumental.

“Yes,” Margaret Scully answered, and Scully half sagged against the thin wall of the booth.

“Hi, Mom,” she said, relief ripping through her. She held her tears back, but her voice trembled nevertheless.

“Is everything alright? God, Dana, I’ve been so worried.”

Scully sniffed loudly and tried to center herself. She needed to keep this quick. “Everything is alright. We’re going to need you to wire some money, is all. Do you still have the envelope that Agent Reyes gave you?”

“Yes, it’s hidden in the hideabed,” her mother said primly, obviously proud of her tradecraft.

“Good,” Scully said. “There will be a checkbook inside it with several signed, blank checks. Make one out to Cash. I’ll need you to wire me the money. Under the name Lisa Stewart. The account number should be in the subject line of the email Mulder sent you.”

“Okay,” Maggie Scully said, trying to keep the instructions straight. “How much?”

“Twenty five thousand dollars,” Scully said.

She could sense her mother balk over the line. Not far away, Mulder crossed the street, heading towards her, and she could hear William fussing as they approached.

“That much?” her mother clarified.

“Yes, Mom, that much.”

There was a pause while her mother processed.

“Where are you, Dana?” she finally asked. “I hear a baby.”

Scully caught Mulder’s eye as he tried to calm William down, pulling up a few feet from the booth where she stood.

“I wish I could tell you,” she said with regret. “Listen, Mom, I need you to do it today. Right now.”

#the x-files #fanfiction #fanfic #my fic #msr #on the run #family fic but definitely not fluff

[miraclecherryblossomsblog]

Tw: mentions of death, war, murder, child abuse, slavery, lil blood think thats all but anything i missed feel free to tell me

Note: not very knowledgeable with the witcher fandom but i tried to investagate what i could, but even so ill probsbly get stuff wrong so my apologies here. Also good with writting so sorry if it sounds shitty XD

POV: u found out whose been stealing ur food

Ana from Nilfgaardian: Backstory

Ana's life was filled by nothing but human's torment and survival. She only 3 years old when she was found with her mother's corpse and letter saying that whoever finded her to please took care of her. Samuel one of the prisioners in the group took the child as his own, felt pity to let it die in the middle of the forest like her mother.

And so for the next 3 years Ana would grew up being taught the best way to stay alive is to stay quiet and obey. Ana's only family was a grop of criminals but they loved her and took care of her as their own. But even so, child or no the guards wouldnt care less, once you become a prisioner you're treated like one...

They knew she wouldn't last long in this hell of a place....

When the heard the rumors of a witcher close to these walls, they decided to help her to escape, witchers protected people so if she could find the witcher she could find protection.

She met the group later on, they found her eating their food behind the bushes, she tried to run off and they were gonna let her go if she hadn't fainted duo to exhaustion. The decided to take her in until they could find someone who could take care of her. (Spoilers that day hasnt come 😃)

(They gotted clothes for her cuz c'mon she was barefoot the poor thing :/)

Interactions with the group:

Avdol: He was the first one who she got the closets with his calm aura made her trust him, he likes to read her and share stories of their past hunts, he also tends to spoonfeed her a lot. Litteraly calls him mama XD (doesnt really mind, he thinks its cute)

Kakyion: The quiet duo. They mostly enjoy eachothers company, likes to play with his hair and observe him and avdol when they making potions (she sometimes gets handsy but backs off when told to)

Polnareff: she like his music, she sometimes ask him to sing her to sleep (specialy after having a nightmare) he like to tease her sometimes (which ends up her biting him lol) also because she so quiet she tends to scare him off HAHA

Alex & Yanyu: She loves them :3. Very affectionate with them and likes to sleep on Yanyu's lap. Although Alex gets a lil nosy sometimes so she just cover her ears to let her know shes being too loud (i feel like she tends to raise her voice without meaning to like me xddd)

Jotaro: Another one whose she's very affectionate with. Was scared of him at first but she gets very attached to him later on. Calls him papa (says he doesnt like it but he actually MELTS at the name) stays close to him the most and likes to put flowers in his hair. Loves being carried by him 💕

Ana: Da-ddy?

Jotaro: Do I look like-

Ana: :(

Jotaro:..........Fine

Ana: Papa! :D

He's like those dads that didnt want the dog at first, but treats them like their kid the next day lol

Joseph: He babies her the most and likes to tell her stories of his old adventures, he tells him about holly sometimes (mostly when jota isnt close) uses her as shirld whenever he pisses jota cuz he knows how soft he's become on ana (jota denise it but we all know how it is 🙄)

Overall they all love her very much and will fight anyone who hurts the child

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Note: Witcher jjba au belongs to the wonderful @ahoge-fish pls go and check it out on their blog! Cuz its thanks to them im just as hooked as i am to this fandom now ksksksksks

Also hope i didnt make the characters to ooc here (im sorry if i did)

#jjba #jjba au #jjba witcher au #tw slavery #tw child abuse #tw death #others oc #jotaro kujo #joseph joestar #kakyion noriaki #alexandra parker #avdol muhammad #tw injury #ahoge #ahoge's oc #comic #long post #my oc #my original characters #ana #tw blood #red ❤ #yanyu tee #jean pierre polnareff

[flawednasties]

Hollis: Only during her military days did Hollis really indulge in and enjoy having regular quickies, primarily because she often bunked up with her superior officer Gil. Since that ended up biting her in the backside, she won’t entertain any quickies unless she’s in a committed relationship and even then she prefers having ‘proper’ sex. 

Holden: Quick, rough and dirty are all very much on brand with Holden, it’s not that slow, languid sex isn’t something he likes but getting scratched, bruised or bitten are things that he finds really hot. If he manages to wrangle himself into a committed relationship then he definitely likes to let such details be known. It makes him feel more desired to be in a rush and to go with a spur of the moment quickie wherever the mood strikes. 

Sawyer: His first sexual encounter was what framed Sawyer’s perspective on quickies. The intensity and risk that came from them was exciting, the potential of getting caught with his pants down just added to his desires to ‘get the job done’. During his military days this only got heightened, and it was easier with them being shipped from pillar to post, no emotional attachment needed. But in the last five years that mentality has changed, he just wants someone to settle with, a sense of more stability than a quickie.

Mac: The only time that Mac would entertain a quickie is in a really dire situation, where the adrenaline was so high he couldn’t ignore. He’s only recently come out as bisexual and the fact that it can come with this promiscuity label makes him uneasy. There’s part of him that likes getting handsy but besides that he actually likes a long, drawn out process when it comes to sexual intimacy. 

@bastardsculs asked:  Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) // hollis, Holden, sawyer, mac xoxo | a-z smut headcanons

#( wolfe / headcanon ) #( holden / headcanon ) #( sawyer / headcanon ) #( mac / headcanon ) #usfw // #bastardsculs #peep the mention of gil ;)

[vampireninjabunnies-blog]

14, 37, 41 for the ask game, for John & Esther <3

14. They both dread John's inner darkness consuming him. Though for different reasons, he's afraid she'll either be frightened of him and leave or he'll hurt/kill her. And she's afraid he'll completely lose himself to it.

37. Everything. John was willing to leave Eden's Gate for her at the first hint she might be in danger. And Esther is just as willing to sacrifice anything for John. Essentially waging a quiet war with Joseph to save John. As far as lines they won't cross she refuses to participate in the darker aspects of the project and actively tries to steer John and the project away from them. And the only line John struggles with would be hurting his brothers if he needed to.

41. Not really party goers. John has mostly moved past that and it was never really her scene unless dragged there by friends. But they do go to barbecues and stuff around the county. When John is drunk he becomes very amorous and handsy(more than he already is). Esther is a bold drunk. She teases and flirts and is very giggly. Unlike John though she doesn't hold her liquor well and tends to pass out well before anything gets too interesting. Neither one gets drunk very often. It's not her style and John tries to follow the project rules.

Although after he's lost her, during the Reaping period of the story he spends a great deal of time drunk and he is either a very mean drunk or he's so drunk he visits Holly.

[demonialex]

1-100 😘

omfg ok under the cut cuz yeah long af

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify!

is your room messy or clean? uhhh it’s in the middle i guess lmao a little messy but not complete chaos imo?

what color are your eyes? dark brown

do you like your name? why? i hate my given name so instead i named myself alex and now i rly like it ay B) 

what is your relationship status? single

describe your personality in 3 words or less caring, impatient, lazy

what color hair do you have? brown

what kind of car do you drive? color? i dont have a car

where do you shop? uhhhhh i dont really shop much cuz im broke? but sometimes in various stores it depends on what im getting?

how would you describe your style? “i don’t have enough money to dress in the style i actualyl like so this will have to do”

favorite social media account ngl it’s probably this hellsite

what size bed do you have? queen

any siblings? nah, only child

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? hmmmm probably canada? cause they seem rly chill with lgbtq ppl and they are rather safe? plus i speak the language sooo

favorite snapchat filter? ...the dog one (well out of the current ones cuz i rly miss the “greek goddess” or whatever the hell was the name of that one)

favorite makeup brand(s) kinda rly dont care tbh? i kinda of go with whats cheaper lmao and also it varies on what it is (foundation, eye shadow, etc)

how many times a week do you shower? usually every day tho im ngl today i was so exhausted (im super sick) that i forgot to shower

favorite tv show? currently? probably the magicians

shoe size? varies between 7~8 US

how tall are you? 162cm

sandals or sneakers? sneakers

do you go to the gym? ok i tried going this year but then i got drowned in homework and now i have the flu dont judge me

describe your dream date honestly i have no idea? as long as im with someone i actually like and am attracted to, and that the conversation flows, im good.

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? my go-to wallet? 0. my savings wallet? i think around 1k or 1.5k i cant remember for sure? as i said, it’s a /savings/ wallet 

what color socks are you wearing? im not wearing socks

how many pillows do you sleep with? one under my bed and one on each side of me so i can throw my leg over it when i roll

do you have a job? what do you do? nah, not allowed to work ;-; 

how many friends do you have? uhhhhh... 3? 4? idk mate i lost A LOT of friends in the past few years :/ I have quite a few “acquaintances” now and ppl i wish were my friends but who dont seem to want the same, but actual friends i think probably just 4

whats the worst thing you have ever done? depends on who u ask, on ur morals, etc

whats your favorite candle scent? i like too many, i cant pick!! D:

3 favorite boy names guilherme, alex, leonardo ? i guess? idk

3 favorite girl names carolina, camila, alex. again, i guess lmao idk

favorite actor? dont rly have one

favorite actress? again dont rly have one oops im boring

who is your celebrity crush? fck i have way too many tbh

favorite movie? probably DEBS tbh

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?not rly... it’s not that i dont /want to/ it’s just that i constantly forget to read. my fave is probably little brother or my girlfriend is a geek

money or brains? for myself? money! on a potential partner? brains tho idc that much abt academically smart yadda yadda

do you have a nickname? what is it? Zu

how many times have you been to the hospital? uhhhh for actual important shit and not just casual check ups probably.... 4 or 5 times? i cant remember. i had pneumonia and i fractured bones quite a few times

top 10 favorite songs !!! i cant choose fam

do you take any medications daily?ye anti depressant and anti anxiety

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) always thought it was oily but apparently it’s mixed/combination

what is your biggest fear? ooo boy i have too many fears idk if i can choose a main biggest one

how many kids do you want? none thanks

whats your go to hair style?  “i woke up and was too lazy to brush my hair plus if i dont brush it it looks extra fluffy and slightly curled”

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) small-ish apartment

who is your role model? dont have one tbh

what was the last compliment you received? deadass cant remember

what was the last text you sent? “thank you~”

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? no clue tbh i was still a child haha 

what is your dream car? I rly dont wanna drive tbh but i find lamborghinis so fckin gorgeous

opinion on smoking? idc as long as u dont do it next to me cause it tends to make me cough a lot. tho depend on what ur smoking and the brand and if we are in an open space for some reason i dont smoke so ye

do you go to college? yup!!

what is your dream job? no clue

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? suburbs. the more things to do the better

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? i usually forget but my mom always takes them for me so :^)

do you have freckles? not the standard “a bunch of tiny ones around ur face”, but i have the classic brown ones here and there. does that make sense? :v (i hate that u guys have the same word for both kind of freckles smh)

do you smile for pictures? not usually? at most a close mouthed smile more like a smirk lmao

how many pictures do you have on your phone? i dont wanna do the math but over 1k

have you ever peed in the woods? who hasnt??

do you still watch cartoons? if animes are considered cartoons then sometimes, if not then not really

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? cant remember how the wendy’s ones taste like so i will go with mcdonalds

Favorite dipping sauce? depends on what im eating. usually blue cheese, if not then bbq

what do you wear to bed? depends on how hot it is lol

have you ever won a spelling bee? never even been to one

what are your hobbies? watching tv shows? idk mate

can you draw? kinda i guess

do you play an instrument? nah :(

what was the last concert you saw? i think it was demi lovato lmao

tea or coffee? i dont really drink either tbh. loved the tea my friend made me, and loved the coffee my grandma used to make me. alas both live too far away now

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? i deadass think i only went to dunkin donuts ONCE and i dont remember shit abt it so i will go with starbucks

do you want to get married? hmmm idc either way

what is your crush’s first and last initial? dont rly have a /major/ crush rn, just smol ones

are you going to change your last name when you get married? if their name is cooler maybe

what color looks best on you? black

do you miss anyone right now? i constantly miss too many ppl but i try to avoid thinking abt it

do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed!! i hate sleeping with open doors

do you believe in ghosts? i guess?

what is your biggest pet peeve? idk fam i have too many haha im blanking rn

last person you called` probably my mom or my grandma. i hate calloing ppl so i usually just call them lmao

favorite ice cream flavor? hmm probably half baked from B&J. in general i like peanut, chocolate, vanilla, bubblegum... i have a rly sweet toothe lol

regular oreos or golden oreos? regular!

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? chocolate!! the rainbow ones taste like plastic imo

what shirt are you wearing? it’s not rly a shirt? it’s a.. camisole? i think that’s how u say it? my mom got it for me, it’s from that the despicable movie or whatever it was called

what is your phone background? lock screen is julia wicker, home screen is julia and marina

are you outgoing or shy? generally shy but id depends on who i am with i guess

do you like it when people play with your hair? if i like the person (even as friends, just as long as im comfortable with them) then hell yes i love it! if it’s a stranger or someone i rly dont like then no obvs

do you like your neighbors? i dont rly know them tbh

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? ye usually once when i wake up and once before going to bed.

have you ever been high? nah i was able to take like 2 drags and then i died coughing

have you ever been drunk? nope:( not from lack of trying lol but the taste is so gross it makes me feel a bit nauseous

last thing you ate? bread with requeijao

favorite lyrics right now the lyrics of “trem bala”. deadss considering getting part of it tattooed cause it’s so... deep? and good? and it’s sigh it’s rly good if anyone is interested i can translate is lol 

summer or winter? winter

day or night? night

dark, milk, or white chocolate? white tho milk is a close second

favorite month? hmmm idk? maybe november cause mah bday?

what is your zodiac sign scorpio

who was the last person you cried in front of? i rarely cry and even more rarely cry in front of others so i dont rly remember but if i had to guess probably my mom?

#about #personal #idk how to tag this lmao #thanks for the ask haha #handsy-hollis

[folktaylor]

whoops my bad, 31 and 32!

3 favorite boy names

uM!! noah and idk i don’t think abt boy names too often!!

3 favorite girl names

i HAVE TOO MANY. put athena, nora, and fern probably.

#handsy-hollis

[nat-on-the-run]

nat i keep reading your url as "nun-on-the-run" and i scream every time

Jo. Please noooooo. The Dram Tam has corrupted us all geez…

#nat answers #handsy-Hollis

[ggukkieland]

📕BTS Fic Reads - 2021 March pt. 1

I appreciate all these fics as they’ve provided me comfort, distraction, etc during these times. So thank you dear authors. Sending you love 💖

If you end up checking the fics in this list, please don’t forget to show appreciation by reblogging or giving positive feedback to these authors 🥰.

Note: if link doesn’t work, click on author and go to their masterlist

🥕 Ongoing - most recent chapter [as of date this list was posted] 🥕 Completed - completed one shots | series 🥕 S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst 🌷 with commentary on completed fics (if reading these help)

--- Some are new, some re-reads, while some are past reads that haven’t been reblogged yet. Mostly mature.

🥕[Ongoing Series] - Social Media AUs (SMAUs)

Catching Feelings @na-na-na-nanna​ - MYG | smau | Goblin!Yoongi, Fantasy, must kiss humans to gain human emotions | Crack, F, A, S [12/?]

Cursed @bloomsuga​ - KTH | smau with written parts | Supernatural AU, Witch!Taehyung, Cursed!Reader | Crack, F, S, slight A ! [3/?]

Just Facts @yoongiiverse​ - JJK | smau | Rich Idol!jungkook, Model Dancer!Reader, Enemies to Lovers | Crack, F [5/?]

Kinda Hot @kimnjss​ - KTH | smau with written parts  | Campus Flirt!taehyung, Bestfriend!Reader, Bestfriend AU, College AU | S, F, A [15/?]

Made of Honor @suhdays​ - KTH | smau with written parts| best friend AU, made of honor!au (like the film) | F, A [18/?]

Best Man @yoontaethings​ - KTH | smau | enemies to lovers, player taehyung? | F, A, S (written) [6/?]

🥕[Ongoing Series]

🌹 Jungkook

Almost Home [reposted/revised] @angelguk​​ - JJK | 27k+ | Single Dad AU, Nanny, slight Fake Dating | A, F [2/?]

Bands @xpeachesncream​​ - JJK | 55.9K+ | Idol AU, Stripper AU | A, F, S [14/?]

Confident @h0neypjm​​​ - JJK | 13.1k | Fuckboy AU, Virgin!Reader | S, F, A ~ [2/?]

It’s a Heartbeat @inkofyoongi​​ - JJK | 23k+ | Enemies to Lovers, College AU, their parents are dating, Jungkook is the South Korean Patrick Swayze and this will turn into a Dirty Dancing!AU nobody asked for 🤭 | A, F, S [1/?]

No Harm List @crazy4myself​​ - JJK | 93.5k+ | Mafia AU, Gang AU, Slow Burn | A, F [10/?]

Normal Kind of Love @/yoontaethings - JJK | 2.5k+ | Actor AU, Exes AU, Enemies to Lovers | A (so far) [1/?]

Open When @iluv-hobi​​ - JJK | drabble series, 2.6k | idol au, established relationship, epistolary | F ~ [2/?]

Picture Perfect @cosmoguk​​ - JJK | 5k+ | parents AU, exes AU (divorced) | A, F | [1/?]

Sleepyhead series @jkstompers​​ - JJK  | 18.2k+ | College AU, Seatmates AU, Crush AU (lol is there such a thing) | F, S

Sleepyhead - “you fall asleep during class next to the uni heart throb jeon jungkook, will you fall in love as well?” 1.8wc

Just to Study - “your seat partner asks if you’re free after class, just to study.” 7.4wc

Passing Notes - “a year of crushing and jungkook’s finally asked you out on a proper date.” 9k wc

Supermodel @koogalore​​ - JJK | 10K+ | Exes AU, infidelity AU, Jungkook is a jerk, Curvy!Reader, talks of body image | S, A [3/?]

The Realm @nottodayjjk​​ - JJK | 3.5k+ | Mystery, Fantasy, OC wakes up in a dark place not knowing where she is, afterlife feels | A [3/?]

The Weeping @themfchase​​ - JJK | 6k+ | Medieval, Dystopian, War, Fantasy AU, Romance, angels/demons | A [1/?]

Wasteland @iridescentjin​ - JJK | 4.5k+ | Sci-Fi AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU, isolation | A (so far) [1/?]

Your Love’s the Only Hoax I Believe In @sparklingchim​​ - JJK | 12.7k+ | College AU, Fuckboy AU, FWB AU, Tutor AU, Unrequited Love | A, S [2/3]

🌹 Yoongi

Birthday Girl @btsarmy9593​​ - MYG | 22K+ | one night stand AU, Noona AU, Professor!Reader, Post Grad AU | F, S [5/?]

Daechwita @/jinings (temp deact) - MYG | 20k+ | servant!yoongi - king!yoongi, princess!reader, period drama, Historical AU | All that Yoongi knows is that King Park must be killed- he just didn’t plan falling in love with his daughter along the way. | A, F, eventual S [2/?]

Silent Dreams @starlightauroras-writes​​ - MYG | 5.7k+ | Best Friend AU, sleeptalking OC while dreaming dirty thoughts about her best friend | S, F [1/?]

🌹 Multi/OT7

Holy Trinity @koyalov​​ - JJK x KTH x PJM | 9k+ | FWB AU, infidelity AU (other woman), Rockstar AU, Band AU, Bestfriend!Jungkook, FWB with other maknaes (yes it’s complicated) | A, S  [1/?]

Playmates @scribblemetae​ - OT7 | 22.6k+ | Idol AU, Sex Worker AU, Strangers to Lovers | S [2/?]

Roses @heejinnien​ - OT7 | 12.7k+ | Crime AU, Mystery, Horror, OC becomes target of the unsub | A [4/?]

by Author

Foxymoxy [AO3] - (JJK)  been following this author since last year (A Sea of Indigo, Hybrid AU) and her fics are amazing. Currently subscribed to these three (out of four) fics which get updated weekly:  🌷

Meadow (Wolf, Shifter AU, Arranged Marriage)

Amended (Arranged Marriage, Fake Marriage, Police Office AU, Childhood Friends, Enemies to Lovers)

Lowlander (Fantasy AU, Enemies to Lovers, Fighter Jungkook)

@jimlingss​ Drabbles 2021

Three Peas in a Pod || Fluff || Namjoon || Single Dad!AU 🌷

Suspended, Seduced, Surprised! || Fluff || Jungkook || E2L

Lotus Blooms in Mud || Angst || Jimin || Historical!AU

Buttering Up || Fluff || Yoongi || Chef!AU

The Office Trip to Pound Town || Smut, Fluff || Taehyung 🌷

Snow White and the Park Ranger || Fluff || Seokjin 🌷

Humdrum Amore || Fluff || Hoseok 🌷

Awaken Again || Angst, Fluff || Namjoon || Sci-Fi!AU 🌷

The Soulmate Gift || Angst, Fluff || Yoongi || Soulmate!AU

Floof’s Tail || Fluff || Jimin || Hybrid!AU 🌷

Take What Isn’t Mine || Smut, Angst || Jungkook

Crocodile Tears || Fluff || Hoseok || Pirate!AU 🌷

🥕[Completed Fics/Series]

Namjoon

Little Red @/bloomsuga - one shot | 22.5k | Werewolf AU, got lost in the woods, inspired by Little Red Riding Hood | S, F, A

Pheromones @rmnamjoons​​ - one shot | 17.5k | Spaceship Captain!Namjoon, Botanist!Reader, Sci Fi AU, Pining | S, F, A 🌷

Stuttering @moonlightchildz​​ - one shot | 11.6k | Tutor AU, Underground Rapper, College AU, Secret Identity | F, S  🌷

There’s a Fly in My Soup @sahmfanficbts​​ - drabble | 1.8k | Cafe Owner x Customer!Namjoon, Cafe AU, Strangers to Lovers, Crack  | F, A (in form of one very stressed OC) 🌷

You’ve Got a Friend in Me @wwilloww​​ - one shot | 3k | Bestfriend AU, Roommate AU, interesting idea to reduce stress levels | S 🌷

Seokjin

All I Ever Wanted @hayjeon​ - one shot | 10k | Teacher AU, Enemies to Lovers AU | F, S 🌷

Voicemail @joonary​​ - one shot | 7k | College Podcast AU, Friends to Lovers, Pining, Bestfriend AU | F (💕fluffy day reblog)  🌷

What Made Us Feel Human @joonsgalaxy​​ - drabble | 2.3k | Neighbor AU, thought neighbor’s noise is due to sex but it’s something else, Crack | F 🌷

Yoongi

Accidents @jungxk​​ - drabble 2.4k | Dad AU, Comedy | F (💕fluffy day reblog)🌷

Are You Still With Him @/joonsgalaxy - drabble | 1.7k | Roommate AU, Producer AU, Friends to Lovers, secret pining, use of song lyrics in the fic | F (I really love how it made use of different song lyrics in the story) 🌷

Avec Mes Souvenirs @palpitate-hyperventilate - one shot | 3.5k | Nikita!AU, Assassin AU, Trainer Yoongi | A

Dad Yoongi + Pawful Experience by obiwrites (through reblogs of her old posts) - drabble | 2.1k | Husband AU, Dad AU, presence of Holly and one resistant Yoongi | F (ugh this is the cutest) 🌷

Earn It @sugasbabiie​​ - one shot | 5k | College AU, Professor AU, PWP,  PLOT TWIST! | S, A 🌷

Hidden Stars @jungblue - series [5/5] | 37.3k | Idol AU, Love Triangle, some reference to infidelity | A, F, S  (a reblog of old faves) 🌷

In Character @kookingtae​​ - one shot | 5.7k | Pornstar AU, “actor au where yoongi plays a burglar who breaks into your house and has his way with you.” | S 🌷

Listen Closely @avveh​​ - one shot | 12.2k | Office AU, Coworker AU, accidently received a recording of Yoongi 🌶🥵💦 | S (reblog) 🌷

Love Language @gukslut​​ - one shot | 5.3k | Established Relationship, use of the Love Language concept | A, S, F (reblog) 🌷

Overstayed Welcome @kaep-jjjang - one shot | 7k | secret crush on yoongi, yoongi to the rescue when a one night stand won’t leave, friends to lovers | S

Selfish @write-this-way-please - two shot [2/2, sort of discontinued] | 3.8k | Coffee Shop AU, kinda hated each other, then a bit of surprise by end of Part 1 | Part 2 feat Namjoon | S, A

Slip @kinglykook​​ - one shot | 5.2k | Roommate AU, Enemies (kinda), OC slipped | S (a rediscovered fic 🤩) 🌷

Tsundere @dovechim​​ - one shot | 11.2k | College AU, Resident Advisor | S, A (a reblog) 🌷

Hoseok

To The Beat of My Heart @jeonggukingdom​​​​ - one shot | 7.2k | Dancer AU, use of mirror 🥵💦| S, pwp 🌷

Written on Our Veins @army-author​​​ - two shot [2/2] | 33.2k | Soulmate AU (💕heart day reblog) 🌷

This is Not a Love Story @sincerelyourfangirl - one shot | 8.7k | breakup au, infidelity, but happy ending for OC | A 🌷

Jimin

Cordially Jimin @kpopfanfictrash​ - one shot | 6.1k | Office AU, Epistolary (through correspondence), Humor | F (💕fluffy day reblog) 🌷

Saturday Mornings @craztextae​ ​ - drabble | 2.2k | Pining AU, Strangers to Lovers(?), Plot Twist! | S 🌷

Girls Like You [Don’t] Run Around with Guys Like Me @ktheist​ - one shot | 4k | popular!reader x shy!jimin, Rich Kids AU, FWB AU, College AU, ends as CEO (PJM) and Racer (OC) | A, F

Taehyung

A Letter in Roses @artaefact​​  - one shot | 8k | Husband AU, CEO AU, appearance of Yeontan | F, implied S

A Timely Malfunction @/joonsgalaxy - drabble | 2.9k | time travel, friends to lovers, prompt:  “What? No, I never said that.” | F

College FWB Drabble + PDA + Miscomm @yukheii - drabble | FWB AU, College AU | F (seriously this is super cute) 🌷

Handsy @jinned​​​ - one shot | 3.7k | Roommate AU, Bestfriend AU, Childhood Friends AU, Pining | taehyung helps her during time of need | S, F 🌷

Hold Still @/joonsgalaxy - drabble | 2.1k | CEO AU, use of flashlight 🙈 | S, pwp ( I’ll Never look at flashlights 🔦 the same way again)

Not Even Close @lovetrivia​​ - drabble | a powerful 600 wc | enemies to lovers, college au, hookups | S, pwp, A 🌷

Of Mages and Swords @masterninjacow​​ - one shot | 40k | Fantasy AU, King Arthur AU, Royalty AU, Action, Romance | A, F 🌷 #holygrailfic

Potent But Not Real @whatifyoulivelikethat​ - one shot | 5k | Assassin AU, Office Worker Taehyung | S, A

Talk Slow @writtenwhalien​​ - one shot | 6.4k | brother’s best friend, Exes AU, never have I ever game | A, S, F

The Temp @jkeuphoriadreamland​​ - one shot | 8.2k | Enemies to Lover, CEO AU, Taehyung has arranged marriage with someone else (headed for divorce) | S, F 🌷

Jungkook

gets a separate post due to too many fic reblogs 😬 (see link below for PART 2)

I love to read so feel free to recommend a fic posted: 2021 March 24 link to other reading lists  | Mar Part 2

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