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Regulus Black AU 

Request:  hey there love! i’d like to request a Hufflepuff! reader x regulus story where Regulus and the reader are dating but Reg keeps it as a secret because he doesn’t want it “ruining his reputation” The rest is up to you.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: Teen 

AO3 Link

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Another day, another secret…

You thought miserably as you plopped down in front of James and Sirius. Both boys looked up at you curiously. Over the past few months, both boys had noticed a change in your usually sunny disposition. You had gone from happy-go-lucky to moody and grumpy with little to no explanation of what was going on.

James gave Sirius a shrug. He was half considering bringing the subject up to Remus whenever he got out of the hospital. As your older brother, Remus probably had an idea about what was bothering you.

Sirius gave James a grin before speaking.

“Don’t you look like a ray of absolute sunshine this morning?”

You barely looked up when Sirius made a sarcastic comment. In fact, you didn’t comment at all. Neither James nor Sirius would understand what you were dealing with anyway. Why would they? Neither of your brother’s friends had to hide their relationship or feel like some dirty secret. No, that was all you. You were the one that was being treated as if you weren’t good enough.

Glancing across the grass, your eyes locked on Regulus who was quietly talking to Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. It took all you had not to march up to your boyfriend of a year and end it all…but you wouldn’t. You loved Regulus and that was what led to your current position.

A year ago you agreed to be Regulus’ girlfriend. You had been crushing on Regulus for ages and now that he wanted to be your boyfriend you were over the moon. The only thing was it came with a catch. Regulus wanted to keep it secret. He didn’t want word getting out that he had a girlfriend. He had his “precious reputation” to protect and somehow you would ruin that.

If I had any kind of spine I would have told him to shove off but no…I was so desperate for love and attention I made this stupid agreement.

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Regulus Black AU 

Request:  hey there love! i’d like to request a Hufflepuff! reader x regulus story where Regulus and the reader are dating but Reg keeps it as a secret because he doesn’t want it “ruining his reputation” The rest is up to you.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: Teen 

AO3 Link

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Another day, another secret…

You thought miserably as you plopped down in front of James and Sirius. Both boys looked up at you curiously. Over the past few months, both boys had noticed a change in your usually sunny disposition. You had gone from happy-go-lucky to moody and grumpy with little to no explanation of what was going on.

James gave Sirius a shrug. He was half considering bringing the subject up to Remus whenever he got out of the hospital. As your older brother, Remus probably had an idea about what was bothering you.

Sirius gave James a grin before speaking.

“Don’t you look like a ray of absolute sunshine this morning?”

You barely looked up when Sirius made a sarcastic comment. In fact, you didn’t comment at all. Neither James nor Sirius would understand what you were dealing with anyway. Why would they? Neither of your brother’s friends had to hide their relationship or feel like some dirty secret. No, that was all you. You were the one that was being treated as if you weren’t good enough.

Glancing across the grass, your eyes locked on Regulus who was quietly talking to Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. It took all you had not to march up to your boyfriend of a year and end it all…but you wouldn’t. You loved Regulus and that was what led to your current position.

A year ago you agreed to be Regulus’ girlfriend. You had been crushing on Regulus for ages and now that he wanted to be your boyfriend you were over the moon. The only thing was it came with a catch. Regulus wanted to keep it secret. He didn’t want word getting out that he had a girlfriend. He had his “precious reputation” to protect and somehow you would ruin that.

If I had any kind of spine I would have told him to shove off but no…I was so desperate for love and attention I made this stupid agreement.

You grumbled in your mind. It didn’t matter how much you loved Regulus…at the moment you were ready to end things and go about your business.

“Hello…earth to sunshine…come in sunshine.”

Sirius’ obnoxious voice pulled you from your mind.

“Would you hush already?”

You snapped. Sirius and James both blinked awkwardly as they stared at you. It wasn’t often when you kicked off but here lately you were doing it a lot.

“Um…sorry? What has your knickers in such a twist? You are acting just like my grumpy brother over there.”

Sirius commented. You sighed and turned back to Sirius.

“I’m just not in the mood, okay?”

James decided to come in. He gave Sirius a look that said “my turn.”

“Want to tell us what is bothering you so bad? It’s not often that you see Hufflepuffs so grumpy and snapping. Is it because Remus is in the hospital? He’ll be out in a day or two.”

“It isn’t about Remus.”

You replied, coldly. James scratches his head as Lily sits down. She automatically realizes that you are in a hell of a mood. Lily had noticed, just like James and Sirius, that you were awfully moody lately.

“Y/n, are you okay? We are all really worried about you.”

“Just forget it.”

You grumbled before standing up and walking off. At the moment, you wanted to be somewhere by yourself. In your haste, you didn’t notice Regulus, Evan, and Barty all watching with curious expressions on their faces.

“Would you look at that? The little ball of happy sunshine is in a mood again.”

Evan commented with a chuckle. Barty quickly came in.

“She snapped on Flitwick the other day.”

“Too bad she is suddenly so moody. I was about to ask her on a date. Now I don’t think I even want to. I’m moody enough without help.”

Evan said as he moved to lie backward in the grass. Regulus, meanwhile, was staying silent. He knew exactly why you were moody. You were pissed at him…not that he blamed you. On the last date, you had mentioned actually going public with the relationship and Regulus said no.

“At least you know yourself. I’ll see you lot later.”

Regulus commented before getting up and going in the opposite direction of you. He had an idea where you were headed but didn’t want to raise anyone’s suspicions.

Walking into the forest, Regulus only had to walk a few feet before seeing you sitting with a book open on your lap.

“I owe you for yelling at my brother. He looked totally stunned.”

You looked up from your book. Regulus stood a few feet away. You decided to take a few moments to respond. Instead, you only looked at your boyfriend.

Damn him and his perfect jaw line.

You thought before deciding to speak.

“Why are you here Regulus?”

Regulus let his bag fall to the ground before crossing his arms in that annoying way that made him look superior to all.

“I saw your little nasty scene back there and as your boyfriend, I wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

You snorted. “Your boyfriend” funny way to put what the two of you were. At the moment, you couldn’t help but think about how much you “gave” to this relationship. In one year, you kept a massive secret from your brother and all of your friends. You respected all of Regulus’ boundaries. To you, Regulus was just some guy that you got to meet in secret to spend time with, snog, and sometimes hold hands with. He hated being touched and everything was on his terms. That you were totally fine with. If Regulus was uncomfortable with sex, holding hands, and kissing then you could respect his boundaries until he was comfortable. The key phrase was you did everything.

Regulus never initiated dates. It was always you setting up everything and slipping him the notes. He didn’t notice when you were upset. In fact, he didn’t seem to care at all. You had to tell him how upset you were before he would acknowledge any pain you were feeling about whatever the subject of misery was. Regulus would then dismiss whatever you were upset about with an “I’m sure it isn’t as bad as it seems.”

Maybe I need to talk to him?

You thought. The relationship seemed to be you giving and Regulus just taking. Something needed to be “given” in your favor.

“Boyfriend…right.”

You commented before getting up and starting to walk away. Regulus reached out and grabbed your arm to stop you then promptly let you go.

“What’s with you? Are you still mad about our relationship?”

Regulus asked, his voice becoming colder by the second. You sighed. It was now or never. You needed to let him know how you felt because he clearly wasn’t going to figure it out on his own.

“I don’t think that we really have one.”

Regulus looked a bit confused. To him, the relationship was perfect. He had you all to himself for periods each day. Regulus didn’t have to worry about his neurotic mother getting involved and throwing a fit over your half-blood status. Regulus could keep his reputation for the purebloods but have a safe place with you.

“Yes, we do. We don’t shove it in other people’s faces and be obnoxious about it.”

“I’m not allowed to tell anyone about it.”

You replied. Regulus again looked confused.

“I don’t understand why you want everyone to know so badly. One person finds out and it will be like wildfire. People will be expecting things that neither of us wants…why deal with all of that?”

You stood silently a moment making Regulus question if you heard him.

“You don’t want anyone to know because my blood status is an embarrassment to you. Just like me having a brother that is a werewolf would be an embarrassment for you. The great Regulus Black dating some filthy half-blood with a werewolf brother…how scandalous would that be? Let’s face it, Regulus we are both just wasting our time with all of this. Nothing will come of it anyway. We will graduate and you will marry some pureblood girl…and to hell with whatever happens to me.”

Regulus’ face was livid.

“You know nothing of what will happen in the future.”

“It’s kind of obvious, Regulus. Look at your family. Do you think your mother will ever be accepting of me? No. You won’t do anything to displease her.”

“That’s not true.”

Regulus said in a soft voice. You snorted, laughing bitterly for a moment.

“Yes, it is! That is all you do! You do nothing but please her. If it wasn’t true then you wouldn’t have kept me as some dirty secret for a year. We wouldn’t have to be acting like your brother and snogging in the hallways. I would have respected your boundaries until you were comfortable approaching them. We could have been just like we are now but no. You won’t do it because your family won’t approve. I’ll never be good enough for you or them. I’ll see you around.”

You moved to walk past Regulus again and again he reached for your hand.

“Y/n, please… it’s not what you think.”

“Stop lying to me and yourself, Regulus. We both deserve better than that. Now as I said…I’ll see you around. Good luck with whatever pureblood princess you end up with.”

This time Regulus didn’t stop you. He stood looking like the lost puppy that had been kicked too many times and now did not know how to reciprocate love watching as your form grew smaller and smaller in the thick woods.

You knew that you would probably regret your decision when you cooled off but at the same time, you also deserved better. No one deserved to be someone’s dirty secret because they didn’t know how to tell their family about them. You deserved better and for once you needed to think about yourself.

Taking a breath you stopped and leaned against a heavy tree. You partially were listening to see if Regulus was trying to catch up with you. As expected, you heard silence. No birds, no trees moving in the wind…just complete and utter bone-chilling silence.

“And that is how my first love ended…”

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a Self X Levi moodboard with themes of like. Consensual possessiveness and protection

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a zhongli (he’s from genshin impact) moodboard with rocks and tea

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a kyoko sakura x madoka kaname moodboard with themes of religious trauma & healing and hope

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Byeong-gi and Levy Mcgarden moodboard Themes should be books, medicine and love.

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a wilbur soot x tubbo moodboard (for a couple of alters!) maybe with flowers, cigarettes, and fire, with green/yellow/red colors

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a self-ship Bruno moodboard with there being a theme of Bruno wanting to distance himself from the s/i for their own good

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A Pinkie Pie x Fluttershy moodboard with themes of unconditional love, pining for each other and friends-to-lovers.

Requested by:anon

Pairing: Ezra x female mute!reader

Warnings: cussing, angst, spoilers for Prospect

Requested?: Yes from this ask - I loved Speak!!’ Ezra is such a dad. Maybe when your done with all your other requests can you do a part 2 where it’s set after the movie where they make it to the station and Ezra teaches her how to speak and maybe she tells him why she didn’t talk. You could come why she didn’t talk before

Author’s note: I slightly changed it to where she knows how to speak yet refuses.

Rating:PG-13

Speak - Part One;Pedro Pascal Masterlist

I don’t give permission for my work to be posted on another site with the exception of tumblr and AO3 (where I post the stories myself). If you find it elsewhere then it has been stolen.

After finally getting off the Green by ambushing a group of people to obtain their vessel, you, Cee, and Ezra make it back to the station. Medical personnel were there to greet the three of you. You and Cee watched as Ezra was carted off to have his arm further examined while you and Cee sat in the medical bay, only for observation and to get the two of you fed and hydrated.

Cee consoled you, “It’s okay, Y/N. We are fine. We’ll make it; we’ll survive. We always do.”

You had simply nodded, taking in more food and water. You then sighed and signed, “I know.” It felt as though you haven’t eaten and drank in years when it had only been a couple of weeks since the last decent meal you shared with your father and Cee on the Green before your father died.

The captain had come by to inform you and Cee, Ezra was doing fine and would eventually be given a prosthetic arm since he was an essential digger. She also informed the two of you, you and your older sister could use some rest before you started work back on the station and Cee left for the next departure to another planet to find resources to keep the station afloat until it returned to Earth in three months.

Once you and Cee were cleared from the medical bay, you made your way back towards your living quarters, which was going to feel smaller yet bigger since it was just you and Cee now. The two of you didn’t do much for the first day back except sleep, which your body desperately needed since you had barely slept a wink since Ezra walked into you and your sister’s life down on the Green.

You thought about Ezra often. Wondering how he’s doing, wondering what he’s doing. You had spoken in front of him, something you hadn’t done in ages since you could remember. Yet you do remember…you and Cee had just lost your mother and you blamed yourself, even though Cee never blamed you for her death, she always blamed your greedy hungry father for her death. You were closer to your mother whereas Cee was close to your father, mainly because Cee enjoyed going on digs and you preferred to stay behind and work on what you do best - the station’s comms system.

It’s where Ezra finds you, one day, while he’s roaming the station, trying to get his bearings back along with using the prosthetic arm the station’s doctor got him. “Afternoon, Y/N,” he remarks, his brown eyes looking at you. “Though we never know what time of day it really is up here.”

You simply nod and continue working. Getting your hands in between wires, fingers feeling them, as you make sure they are plugged into the right component. You feel Ezra hovering over you, so you look at him and motioned him to go away but he stays.

“I just wanted to see how you’re doing,” he informs you. “I ran into Cee in the mess hall.” He begins to ramble, “I guess I should watch out for the two of you. Seeing as I,” he lowered his voice to utter, “killed your father.” His voice returns to its deep timbre, “Yet he deserved it; he was tryin’ to swindle me, and I didn’t like that.”

You know he’s yammering on; most people do when they found out you don’t respond, don’t speak. It’s not like you were born with a disability, you choose not to speak because of your voice because it’s what caused…you shake your head pushing aside the thought before you truly think of it.

“What?” Ezra’s voice draws you out of your haze.

You look at him and sign, “Nothing. Please…let me work.”

“I’ve been learning more sign language since I’ve been held up.” He pauses. “Vids…even Cee. I might not know much now but eventually, I will, and we can have an actual conversation.” he chuckles, thinking the two of you will be like two peas in a pod.

“Great,” you sign with a bit of sarcasm in your motion. Of course, Cee would visit him. She and Ezra got along tremendously. 

Ezra chuckles, “Even though you didn’t say it, I can feel the disdain you have.”

You roll your eyes and find the tablet needed. You begin to move your fingers against the touch screen, feeling at peace because this is what you do best. Your throat itches to speak, you had done it once before in his presence, but it was after he had helped you and he wasn’t being helpful this go around. You wish he’d just go away.

“I want to do what’s best for you, and Cee. Let me be your guys’ keeper. Gods, that sounded horrible. I mean, let me watch out for the two of you since you have no one.” Ezra declares.

Keeper? The word sticks out like a sore thumb. You’ve had enough of the man and want to return to your solitude. You place the tablet aside then stand. You sign, “You know nothing about me and Cee. As you mentioned you killed our father, yet…yet you did watch out for us afterward.” Your breath is heavy from signing furiously. “Just because you are an adult does not make you, our parent.”

Ezra swallows. He barely understood any of the signs since you moved your hands hurriedly. He knows you want to speak; you did speak to him though it was only once. “Look,” he licks his lips, knowing he’s never once done what he’s about to do, “I’m sorry. I…I didn’t mean to intrude. I was simply helping you and Cee. I’ll leave you alone.” 

You watch him walk away with a hung head. Did you just watch and hear Ezra express feelings, other than greed? You shake off the thought then return to your work. You don’t need another parent. You had two and they were gone. All you have is Cee, no one else matters.

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Time passes by quickly as you continue with your work on the station. You don’t mind it though since Cee has accompanied Ezra on a couple of digs. Cee had been hesitant to leave you alone, but you informed and reassured her you would be fine. After all, working on the station’s comms made you feel at ease, it brought you back to yourself once again.

Ezra stayed away from you. Only doing simple greetings if he ever crossed your path. You had ignored him since the fleeting moment you had shared deep within the station when you yelled at him through your hasty hand movements. Cee could sense something was off when the three of you sat in the mess a couple of times eating dinner. She didn’t press either of you about what had happened, fearing it would evoke an argument. Though it didn’t stop her from divulging information to Ezra when he told her about the confrontation when they were on a dig together.

“She’s the youngest. So, I must watch out for her. But she is the smarter one,” Cee had chuckled. “She loved learning about everything, didn’t want to get her hands dirty,” Cee had informed him. “Y/N was close to our mom. I was close to our father, we always enjoyed going on digs. My sister stayed behind to work on the station cause our mom worked on the station. She followed in our mom’s footsteps, I followed in our father’s.”

Ezra had glanced at Cee, acknowledging why Y/N was defensive with him all those many moons ago. “She’s protective of you, and herself.” Ezra had chuckled and shaken his head. “She’s in her element back on the station.”

“She is,” Cee had replied. “It’s her world, her comfort zone. And the digs are mine.”

Ezra had only nodded in response, realizing he had disrupted you in your element. He hadn’t pressed Cee for anything else after that. 

Ezra now moseys about the station. The months have flown by and in a few days, they would be returning to Earth and as Cee informed him on their last dig, she and Y/N would be going to see their family and he was more than welcomed to accompany them. He liked the idea of a found family, especially since he had looked after Cee and Y/N, though it was mainly Cee. He never had much of a family growing up and now he had one.

But an eerily feeling plagued Ezra. He had to make amends with you; he had to make sure you and he were on good terms before going on another journey to who knows where to meet the people who’ve helped raise you and will continue to raise you since both of your parents are gone.

He finds you in the belly of the station as he had done all those days ago. “Y/N,” he utters as he approaches, keeping up his defenses, afraid you might attack with your quick signage.

You stop what you’re doing and look at the man. His hair is slightly shaggier now; the blond speck is still present. The beard covering his face seems to be thicker with hints of gray. “What?” you sign. You knew he was tagging along with you and Cee once the station touched down on Earth. You had been mad at Cee for days on end until you realized you couldn’t persuade her to uninvite Ezra.

“I…I,” Ezra stammers, unsure of what to say. He ponders, “Why can’t you use your voice to talk?”

You sign slowly, “Why…does…it…matter…to…you?”

He had learned enough sign language he could almost be fluent in it, especially since Cee helped him. They didn’t have much else to do on digs when they found gems. “Cee said you were close to your mother. She says you blamed yourself for the longest time.”

“If it wasn’t for me, she’d be alive,” you sign, not holding back since Cee and Ezra have spent an abundance of time together. “I feel responsible.”

“What happened?” Ezra inquires. He then signs, “Use your voice. Please.”

Tears sting your eyes. It was because of your voice she had died. You avert your eyes and begin moving your hands out of habit, “My father…” You stop yourself and lower your hands. “She,” your voice cracks; it’s hoarse and your throat grimaces at the sensation of speaking. You wipe away your tears. “My father asked her to come along on a dig, years ago. She didn’t want to go down; she loved the station yet he persuaded her, and I wasn’t old enough to remain on my own so I went as well.” You pause, remembering the details. “We ran into trouble. Dad told us to keep quiet, Cee and I. Mom was back at the campsite. It wasn’t far from where we ran into a group trying to hijack Dad’s cache of gems.” You pause again. 

Ezra takes a step forward, “It’s okay, Y/N. You can tell me.”

You look at Ezra; your eyes glazed over with tears. “Because of my voice, she died. If I…if I hadn’t spoken she would still be alive.” You begin to sob, “I had to warn her! I couldn’t lose her. The three of us couldn’t lose her! But Dad…,” your voice becomes incoherent because your sobs are uncontrollable.

Ezra gathers you gently in his arms, hugging you as softly as Cee has always done. He pets your hair soothingly, “It’s not your fault. Never was your fault.” He knows it was her father’s. If it wasn’t for that bastard, Cee and Y/N’s mother would still be alive. He pulls you apart from him. “It was your father’s. And I am sorry you lost her. Sorry, you lost a true parental connection when she was taken away from you.”

You nod profusely, wiping at your tears with the long sleeve shirt you have on. You hated being emotional even for a person of your young age. 

“I promise nothing will happen to you. I will protect you and Cee. You two are the only family I have,” Ezra lopsidedly smiles, pulls faintly back, and looks at you, “and I’ve never really had a family before. So, this is new for me. But I want to let you know, you and your sister will be protected, taken care of.” Ezra searches your eyes, “I am not replacing your parents. They will always be your parents.”

“I know,” you cry softly, finding reassurance in his words.

“Good.” He hugs you again. “The three of us will always have each other.”

And he was right. All three of you had one another, whether on Earth or back in the Great Beyond. The three of you are family and you had the one thing back you thought lost forever - your voice.

—can you please do a sodapop x reader on a movie date? btw, i love your account

aaah i’m sorry i deleted your ask before i copied ur @ so i couldn’t tag u!! thank so much though! ILY

• literally asks you everyday if you want to go see a movie with him
• “hey y/n wanna go to the drive in?”
• doesn’t matter if you’ve already seen it
• he doesn’t care
• as long as he gets to spend time with you
• that’s all that matters
• makes a habit of dressing up for you
• even though y’all are sitting in darkness
• brings you your favorite treats
• so you don’t have to spend money at the concessions
• holds you hand throughout the film
• especially if it’s scary
• tries to act like he’s not afraid but his little shrieks say otherwise
• will 100% try to distract you with kisses
• also loves it when you lay your head on his shoulder
• he thinks it’s the most adorable thing
• sometimes he’ll reach his hand up and caress your hair softly
• if you end up falling asleep he’ll just leave you alone and let you nap
• loves when there’s a comedy playing
• because he gets to see you laugh
• sometimes you’ll catch him staring at you
• which you find endearing
• but also makes you a little bashful
• most times the gang will show up to tease you
• and by gang i really mean two-bit and ponyboy
• he appreciates your sense of humor towards them and how you don’t get irritated
• after the movie depending on how tired you are he’ll take you out to eat
• ALWAYS buys you a vanilla milkshake
• which is your favorite after movie snack
• sodapop is also a true gentleman
• and never lets you pay for anything
• even though you insist
• “cmon soda you always pay”
• “i don’t mind..” *smirk*you can make it up to me later”

THE OUTSIDERS PLAYLIST

—could you do like a mini playlist for each of the gang? Just songs that you think they’d like or that match their aesthetic ❤️

yesss i actually have been wanting to do this!!! i really tried to match the song w/ their personality xx

since this was a shorter request i decided to post this first but there is a dally imagine coming soon!!

dallas winston// daddy issues•doin time

darry curtis// brother•classic

ponyboy curtis// why do you love me • paper love

sodapop curtis// teenager in love •cola

johnny cade// tear myself apart •saturn

steve randle// gives you hell •starboy

two-bit matthews// team•hey mickey

—how they are with babies

—could you write something with how the outsiders act with their baby

of course! the only thing i’m changing for this particular request is i am excluding ponyboy, because his character is only fourteen years old

so sorry if this is disappointing! hope you like it xx

— when you first told him you were pregnant he was so excited but equally as terrified

— darry was there throughout the whole delivery and was so helpful after

— he just loves watching your baby grow everyday and happy he gets to witness his milestones

— your son is only six months old but this doesn’t stop darry from spoiling him

— at first he was so overwhelmed and anxious whenever he got the chance to hold your daughter

— he’d be scared but excited to take her home to meet the rest of the gang

— at night when she sleeps soda insists on sleeping on the floor in case she cries

— when you wake up in the morning he’s still sound asleep on the floor…next to her crib

— wanted a paternity test as soon as he found out you were pregnant

— deep down he knew your baby was his but he was scared of the responsibility

— when your son was born he was with you and even got a little lightheaded

— dallas loves him to death and would do anything to protect him

— he was super embarrassed and mad at himself for not being more carful

— but he knew he had to support you and this baby even if that meant getting multiple jobs

— when your daughter was born he cried…A LOT

— johnny calls her your little miracle because of your young age the pregnancy was high risk

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— literally jumps up at down like a child when you told him the news

— when you first brought your little boy home two-bit had decorated the room a Mickey Mouse theme

— didn’t quite understand how to care for something so fragile but he was still very gentle and loving

— never leaves your babies side unless he has to

— steve was the most scared of out of everyone about being a parent

— he wanted your babygirl to have the best life possible and would do anything to ensue that

— when she was born he tried to convince the doctors to let him sleep in the nursery

— buys her whatever she wants, and i mean WHATEVER SHE WANTS*spoiled*

—could you do something with johnny having a japanese gf please it’s okay if not!!! i would understand!!!!

you’re totally fine! i can absolutely write something for you love, i hope you like it! i apologize if this is to stereotypical it wasn’t my intention i just wanted to include certain things into it due to the request xx

• he absolutely adores you
• like it’s a whole other level of adoration
• from the moment he saw you it’s been nothing but heart eyes
• you two met when you moved just a couple houses down from him
• he saw you struggling to carry some boxes
• so he offered to help you
• ended up staying the whole day
• you were extremely bashful at first
• and johnny found this cute
• a few months after getting to know each other more he asks you out officially
• of course you said YES
• he was so happy and didn’t know what to do
• there was definitely a few awkward kisses at the beginning of the relationship
• he just didn’t want to force you into anything
• when you become more comfortable then it wasn’t as bad
• loves to hold your hand in public
• tries to learn japanese to impress you
• he isn’t very good but you encourage him anyway because you think it’s cute
• you mutually respect each other’s lifestyles
• which is super important in your family
• your parents instantly liked him (which you surprised about)
• and the gang thinks you’re cool
• when johnny is over at your house he’s super respectful and polite
• which your mom and dad appreciate
• he tries everything to impress them
• LOVES when you make him food
• will literally eat anything you bring for him
• johnny enjoys learning about your culture
• doesn’t mind if you talk in japanese around him
• in fact he likes to listen
• squeezes your cheeks a lot to make you blush
• he’s the first one to come to your defense at school if someone is bullying you
• literally will walk miles to the nearest asian market to buy you your favorite snacks
• casually knocks on your window late at night to surprise you with them

—the start of everything

@woahcurtis—hey ! i really liked that soda x singer head cannons… could you do an imagine of it? :0

really sorry if this seems rushed! i just wanted to get your request done since you’ve been waiting for a little over three weeks…aaah so sorry i just have a ton of requests i’m trying to knock out, but i hope you enjoy it. super fun to write xx

those who wish to sing always find a song. this was a quote you have lived by since you were a little girl. as the years blew past the one thing you never grew out of was your passion for music and singing. growing up in a musical family allowed you to be more in tune with your hobby. your parents were so supportive and encouraged you to keep going after your dream and to sing your heart out whenever you can. soda was probably your biggest fan - besides your parents and family of course.

he was there for every performance, every song. the loudest to cheer and the last one to leave. you couldn’t thank him enough for all the love he gives you. every night after your shows he surprises with with a bouquet of flowers, which warms your heart.

“they’re beautiful,” you bring them up to your nose. “and smell amazing!”

“i knew you’d like them,” sodapop blushes.

as you’re leaving the bar you can’t help but notice the tons of smiling faces and clapping people looking in your direction. the adoration feels so unreal. even if tulsa is somewhat small it still feels like millions. every performance feeling a little better then the last.

“so i was thinking…” soda trails opening the door for you, “we should celebrate.”

“celebrate what?”

“your musical success!”

you laugh. “i’m not that successful, yet.”

“in my eyes you are,” soda gushes. “always will be.”

you can’t help but feel a sudden flutter in your heart. sodapop was one of the many reasons why you never gave up on your dream. his support means everything to you, and most of your songs are written or partially inspired by your relationship.

“but anyway back to celebrating, i have a surprise!” he grabs your hand dragging you to the car.

“soda slow down!” you shriek.

“oop sorry babe.”

—

as you’re driving to this super secret location you wonder where he could be taking you at this hour. i mean it’s almost midnight to no other places are open besides a few bars. as your mind wonders you hum a few notes to yourself, the relaxing drive inspires a melody. you can feel soda glancing over at you every now and then, he has always loved watching you in your element. how passionately you sing the notes, the thought you put into every lyric. soda wishes he could feel that same passion.

before you can ask how much longer he puts the car in park, you look around confused as to why he drove you into the city. you look over at him, waiting for him to explain further, but he’s just staring at you.

“uh sodapop…where are we?”

“okay look,” he sighs running his long fingers through his hair, “promise me you won’t get upset.”

“okay? why would i get upset? where are we?” you ask a bit panicked.

“i’ve been makin calls all day. and i think i finally got you a interview with a very well known music producer, he also manages his clients,” he explains.

you can tell by the ways he’s looking at you that he’s trying to read your emotions. but your poker face is to good, which makes him even more nervous.

“i-wow i don’t know what to say.”

“are you mad? i mean i never meant to go behind your back but y/n you’re a star, you deserve to be heard my everyone i wanted to try and help you get a bit further but if i made you ang-”

“SODA!” you cut him off. “i’m not mad.”

“oh thank god,” he leans back relieved.

“just nervous as hell, how did you get him to meet with me? or even see me this late?”

“it’s long story, let’s save that for later. right now you have a meeting to get to!”

soda hops out of the car, rushing around to open the passenger side door for you. when you’re finally out he gets into the back seats grabbing your acoustic guitar before you make your way into the huge building. your nerves are through the roof as you look at the massive structure in front of you.

“you’re going to be amazing, like always,” soda squeezes your hand lightly. “knock em dead.”

you slowly walk up to the front desk where a older lady sits scrolling through a computer screen. she greets you with a smile.

“what can i do for you?”

“i uh have a meeting with your music producer..”

“andrew starks,” soda adds.

she nods and pushes a clipboard towards you. it’s full of different names and signatures.

“just sign in and mr. starks will see you shortly.”

you sign your name as neatly as you can, grateful for your school for teaching you cursive.

“today might be the start of everything,” you look behind you where soda stands.

he smiles brightly at you, tears welling in his eyes.

— how they comfort you when you’re stressed out

// ,

— can you do an outsiders reaction where the reader has too much on their plate (work, school, etc.) and their SO asks them if they’re ok and the reader just bursts out crying from stress?

i did add a couple different sceneries! because i didn’t want to write the same thing for each of them, but it all has the same feel to it!! xx

your boss decided to call you into work last minute. it’s only been a few hours since you returned home. which means you haven’t even gotten enough sleep to feel replenished. you wished so badly to tell him no, but he’s extremely hard headed and strict. especially towards the woman that work for him. and, you know you could use the extra money, as you’re putting on your uniform you can’t help but feel a sense of tiredness, it’s so overwhelming it makes you start to feel weak at the knees. you immediately call out for darry.

“what’s wrong y/n?” he asks worriedly.

“i-i’m just so tired,” you cry out. “i feel like my boss never wants me to have a break.”

you sit in the chair that rests in front of your vanity. you’ve never felt this exhausted in your entire life. darry takes notice at your weakened state, he hates to see you so worn out. it’s not normal for you to lack energy, you’re the most bubbly person he knows.

“okay, lets lay you down,” darry slides his arms under your legs and carries you over to your shared bed. you’re more than capable of walking yourself, but you don’t complain.

“just take a nap and rest awhile you need it more than anyone.”

“no,” you struggle to escape his strong hold. “i can’t i have to go to work.”

“not today, you’re not goin’ in i don’t care if i have to go talk to your boss myself,” he pulls the blanket over you tucking you in warmly. “rest now.”

“thank you, darry.”

you’ve been working towards your masters degree in psychology for the past two years. you’re so close to being done but it’s so much work and the assignment you were just assigned is crazy difficult and time consuming, you try to push yourself to get more done before bed, but eventually your hands start to cramp from the all the typing, your muscles ache from the hours of sitting at your desk. soda comes into your room when he gets home from work. he’s immediately concerned when he sees you hunched over with your head in your hands.

“y/n…” he questions. “you alright?”

it doesn’t take much for you to break. all the stress finally came piling down on you.

“hey,” soda kneels down lifting your chin so he can see your face. “relax.”

“there’s so much pressures on me,” you vent. “this assignment is impossible.”

“nothing’s impossible for you,” he reassures. “you can do anything. i just think you need a break.”

“yeah i definitely do, will you lay with me for awhile?”

“of course i will,” he smiles shyly.

you anxiously walked up the tall stairs into your HS, today was the day of your history presentation. this is what you’ve been dreading for the past week. public speaking wasn’t at all something you were comfortable with or liked doing, and it doesn’t help that you aren’t friends with anyone in your class, well besides ponyboy. he’s the only one you speak to.

you meet him in the hallway, putting your book bag and unneeded things in your locker. ponyboy noticed your hands shaking as you closed the door.

“you scared about this whole history thing huh?”

“uh- a little,” you shrug trying to hide your nerves.

“you’ll be fine,” he tries to reassure you.

but before you can walk away you can already feel the familiar stinging sensation starting to build up in your eyes, your heart rate accelerates, you feel like you’re drowning and can’t reach the surface.

“i can’t breathe,” you say as sheer panic overtakes your body.

pony’s face softenes. he grabs your hand dropping his books, taking you into the nearest closet.

“shh just look at me okay?”

you nod focusing all your attention on him. he runs his fingers through your hair while wiping a few tears away from your eyes. you take slow steady breathes. this isn’t the first time he’s had to help you get over a panic attack. once your breathing gets back to normal again, you feel like you’re finally ready to go to class.

“okay,” you breathe. “let’s go.”

“ uh we’re gonna need a late pass… unless you want to spend the end of the day in detention.”

you look down at your watch noticing you’re about six minutes late to history.

“damn it!”

it’s been a busy night at the movie theater. you’ve tried your best to fill everyone’s orders while also working the cash register. your boss previously complained about how many workers there are on each shift so he cut back. sadly this leaves you to try and get so many things done at once. the stress of it all is starting to really affect you, but you can’t quit. you need this job more than anything right now so you can afford to get books for school.

even though your boss a jerk you do somewhat like this job, you’re a people person so seeing familiar faces every week puts you in a good mood, but every now and then you’ll get a disrespectful customer. this time it was a group of boys, you recognize some of them from the college you attend.

“what shit movies are playing tonight?” one of them asks while skimming through the candy.

“can you read? look at the boards outside..” you try your best to keep your cool.

“i don’t think you employees are allowed to talk to us paying clients like that,” his demeanor quickly shifts.

“hey we gotta problem here,” you hear a voice from behind the guys. knowing immediately who it is.

they quickly scurry off, as dallas pushes himself to the front of the line.

“you okay doll?”

“i am now,” you say softly as you wipe just a single tear from your cheek. you didn’t really care about the boys but it never feels good to be embarrassed at your place of work.

“don’t let those jerk offs make you cry.”

you nod and sneak in a quick kiss before dal leaves.

“why can’t he do it this time! i’m going to be late!” you argue. your parents have asked you to clean the house again for the third time this week, and you normally don’t have a problem with helping out but your brother has been sitting in his room playing video games all day and you need to be somewhere. you feel like they always pick you at the most inconvenient times, and the worst part is johnny is waiting for you outside, you’d hate to make him wait.

“your brother is sick and slow! it would take him an hour to even sweep the kitchen,” you mom says as she puts her coat on.

“he’s not sick! he’s playing video games!”

“do it y/n! or you and johnny won’t be going anywhere tonight,” you dad warns as he slams the door behind him leaving you in a mess.

“WHATEVER!”

you collapse on the couch, breaking out into a full on crying fit. it feels like your parents are punishing you. johnny must have heard your cries from the front porch because without knocking he opens the front door, approaching you slowly.

“hey you okay?” his asks trying to help but this only makes it worse.

your cries get louder and johnny is completely stunned. he’s never seen you this emotional. you’re almost positive he’s going to think your absolutely insane after tonight.

“my parents hate me!” you say dramatically.

“i don’t think that’s true.”

“they are always making me clean things or do everyone’s chores,” you sigh. “we can’t leave until i sweep and mop all the floors.”

“well i’ll help ya,” johnny offers.

“really?!”

“yeah, but we better get started…” he pulls you up from the couch bringing his jacket sleeve up to your eyes so he wipe your tears away.

-

“i get that ma’am but i don’t have the receipt.”

“then i’m sorry hun…we can’t exchange it.”

you were trying to get a new shirt for two-bit. the one that you previously ordered had came in to small. but since you ordered it off the store website you didn’t have a paper receipt, and your order wasn’t showing up on their computers, which made you frustrated.

“so there’s no way i can get a new one? or even just get my money back?” you question.

“i’m sorry,” the cashier shakes her head obviously uncomfortable with the situation.

you don’t respond, instead you leave the shirt on the counter and walk out. it might not be a huge deal for some people but you didn’t have a lot of money. and you were out 25$, with nothing to show for it. when you get home two-bit is lazily slumped over the arm rest of the couch, drinking a beer.

“hey baby where’d you sneak off to?”

“the clothing store down town…”

“what’s up? you seem upset?” he asks lifting himself up from the couch.

your shoulders slump down as you bring your heads up to cover your face.

“wow wow don’t cry! sorry for askin.”

“no it’s not that,” you tell him. “they wouldn’t let me exchange your shirt today.”

“and that’s what you’re cryin over?” two-bit laughs wrapping his arms around your frame. “it’s fine.”

“i just wanted you to have something special.”

“you’re all i need y/n.”

steve had decided last minute to stop and get gas at the DX before the two of you finish your date. this annoyed you a little since you tell him every morning to just fill up while he’s at work, i mean makes sense right? but with his forgetful nature it’s hard to keep him on track with things. when you pull into the gas station it’s pretty empty, only one car parked along the gas lineup. steve steps out to pump and you go into the store to pay. when you walk in you’re met with a very rude and arrogant man who pushes you aside so he can be helped first at the register.

“excuse you sir?” you’re taken aback. “i was in line first.”

he laughs not offering you a response. the lady working the register meets your gaze and mouths “i’m sorry” in your direction. she must not be a very confrontational person, which you understood.

“i’m only paying for gas it won’t take long,” you add hoping the man will let you go since steve is waiting outside in the freezing weather.

“not my problem, you got somewhere to be?”

“actually yes, i do.”

“dressed like that?” the man scoffs. laughing as he scans up and down your body.

you might not have name brand clothes like him, but they weren’t dirty or disgusting looking. as he hands the lady his credit card to pay you can’t help but hang onto his cruel insult. right before you’re about to storm out the doors, steve runs right into you, latching on tightly to both sides of your arms. you lean your head into his chest.

“hey what’s goin’ on?”

you wrap your arms around his waist, crying softly as you reply the mans insult over in your mind.

“that man he-he was being a complete jerk!”

“what did he do?! huh did he hurt you!” steve becomes more aggressive.

you shake your head.

he takes out a handkerchief from his pocket and wipes your eyes gently, while also trying not to smear your eye makeup. you laugh at his sweet gesture.

“you’re the best,” you lift onto your tiptoes placing a small kiss on his forehead.

“i know,” he smirks. “now let’s go outside before that jackass leaves i wanna give him a piece of my mind.”

—hcs where you die in the fire instead of johnny + gang reactions also ur my fav

//

aww thanks babe, hope you like it!! this definitely pulled at some heartstrings while writing

• the entire gang is in absolute shock
• the horrible sound of your parents screaming from the distance  
• the saddened looks as the firefighter carries your limp body out of the flames 
• johnny tries to forgive himself for not making sure you were behind him as you two ran out
• darry tries his best to calm everyone even though his heart is broken 
• dallas feels bad for not holding you back
• ponyboy wishes he showed up sooner
• sodapop is tightly gripping your sweater you tossed him right before running in the church
• and two-bit and steve are comforting your parents as best they can 
• but the boys can’t help but feel guilty
• why did you and johnny have to go in there alone?
• why couldn’t they have been braver?
• why did it take so long for the fire department to show up?
• dallas starts cursing at emergency responders when they refuse to continue compressions
• he knows in his heart that there’s nothing more they can do
• but it doesn’t make it hurt any less
• your mom is completely mute and your dad hasn’t stopped crying 
• the police approach them dreading to tell everyone that you have been pronounced dead
• sodapop is the first out of the gang to cry 
• darry pulls him in for a hug but soda rejects
• he wishes he had the chance to tell you he’s loved you since the first grade 
• the thought of you being gone is unimaginable
• johnny runs over to the ambulance where your body had been placed
• he ask the paramedics if he can say goodbye 
• two-bit follows not far behind to comfort him  
• they pull the white sheet down
• exposing your soot covered face
• johnny runs his hand over your cheek
• two-bit wipes a few tears away
• steve can’t even look at you
• ponyboy and dallas just stare blankly 
• darry gives his condolences to your parents and helps your mom into the ambulance 
• she insists on riding with your body to the funeral home 
• “i’m going, she’s still my daughter”
• the gang stays behind
• left to face the emotions of this horrible day
• they each speak briefly at your funeral
• giving beautiful sentiments and eulogy’s
• your mom is grateful they were in your life
• even if it was just for a few years
• after the service they make sure to place your favorite flowers on your grave
• they can’t help but laugh as they think about what you’d be saying to them at this moment
• “she’d probably say this is the nicest she’s seen any of us dress” -ponyboy
• darry is the last person to leave
• “rest easy, kid”

—Johnny’s big sister falling in love with Darry please

it’s been awhile since i wrote some headcanons so i hope this format is okay with you!! xx

• you never meant to develop these types of feeling for darry
• you’ve known him your entire life
• the two of you are the same age
• and practically grew up together
• also johnny and ponyboy are best friends
• which makes things even better for you
• darry is the sweetest guy in your life
• well besides johnny of course
• he’s never been cross or disrespectful to you
• he may come across as intimidating or mean to others but it’s just a facade
• you feel yourself falling harder the more you spend time together
• sometimes you wonder if he shares the same type of feelings
• but when you start getting really close he shuts himself out
• many times you’ve tried to break him out of this internal fear of his
• it’s like he’s afraid to open himself up to love
• one night he catches you off guard
• he asks you out on a date
• well not really out
• he offers to cook you a nice dinner at his house
• since he does have a lot of responsibility for his younger siblings
• and he’s worried they’d try and throw a party or something in his absence
• which is another thing you two bond over
• you both constantly worry about your family
• but he seems nervous
• way nervous that he usually is around you
• darry surprises you with your favorite pasta
• you’re actually shocked at how good it is
• since you haven’t seen him cook like ever
• after dinner he takes your plate for you and heads into the kitchen
• when he returns he has two cupcakes
• he hands you one and you thank him
• “so what’s the special occasion?”
• “the truth is, i like you y/n i always have”
• tries to keep calm
• BUTTERFLIES IN YOUR STOMACH
• unfortunately the boys walk in right when you and darry are about to kiss
• johnny is a bit shocked but not surprised
• and ponyboy has a wide grin across his face
• “it’s about damn time..”

—new beginnings

—dally drabble where he followers the reader home after a party and she catches him (with some cute angst fluff) but not too long because i get too emotionally attached LOL thanks!!

YOU GUYS ITS BEEN A MINUTEEEE BUT LIKE COLLEGE IS NO JOKE….0/10 don’t recommend (haha jk….unless) ANYWAYS I LITERALLY JUST PICKED THE FIRST DRAFT I NEEDED TO FINISH TO POST TODAY SO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

“you’re not driving!” you wrestle with your boyfriend trying to pry his car keys from his hand. “you can’t even walk straight you idiot!”

“y/n- ah! god dammit!” he yells loudly drawing the attention of some people exiting the party. “ITS MY CAR I CAN DRIVE IT WHENEVER I WANT!”

“fine! but when you crash into a tree don’t call me for help!” you throw your hands up in defeat.

as you made your way outside, it didn’t take long for you to start hearing his voice call out for you, you didn’t respond, instead you kept walking. trying your best to leave the party as fast as you could before things could escalate any further.

-

it was a little chilly out. you had left your jacket in his car but wasn’t worth turning back for. you had already walked about half a mile. you crossed your arms over your chest, thinking about all the ways you could have handled the situation better. should i have tried harder to convince him? am i bad person? what if he does get into an accident, would that mean it’s my fault? NO you shake you head snapping yourself out of any negative thoughts.

that’s when you felt an arm sneak around your shoulder and resting loosely over your chest. you let out a small yelp as you pushed them away. expecting to see your boyfriend when you turned around, you were surprised when you were met with someone else.

“dallas?!” you yell as you push your hair out of your face to get a better look. “are you stalking me?”

“oh come on doll,” he chuckles. “i saw you were walkin by yourself i thought i’d get you home..” you could tell by the way he dragged his words he was trying to get under your skin, like he always does when you two have a conversation.

“well thanks but i can take care of myself,” you cross your arms over your chest confidently.

“i’m well aware of that, but i couldn’t help but overhear your little uh- scuffle at the party,” he stopped abruptly to light a cigarette.

“okay? and?” you carried on waking, dallas following beside you.

“he’s not worth it ya know…”

you looked at him in shock. why would he care?

“look, dallas i don’t know what your play is here but i’m not looking for a hookup tonight.”

dallas scoffs as he takes his jacket off.

“neither am i,” he drapes it over your cold shoulders.

“oh uh-thanks,” you say shyly.

“anytime…y/n listen i know we argue sometimes…”

“all the time,” you interrupt.

“but, i like ya and i have a feeling you feel the same way about me,” you watch as he takes a long drag of his cigarette, respectfully blowing it away from your face. you can’t help but smile at his sweet gesture.

it’s completely silent. you don’t know what to say. a part of you wants to agree, but the other is telling you you’re still in a committed relationship, even though you felt like that was leading to an end.

dallas stops, grabbing your arm lightly so you two are now face to face.

“you feel the same, right?” he moves his thumb under your chin and lifts your head slightly so you’re looking into his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes.

“what about.. ?” you question as he moves his lips closer to yours catching you off guard.

“forget about him, he don’t deserve you.”

and within a second he connects his lips to yours. you instantly feel a spark, something you’ve never felt with anyone before. it was at that moment you knew this was the beginning of something special.

—how they cuddle with you

—hi BREE CAN YOU PLEASE WRITE A PREFERENCE ON HOW THEY WOULD ALL CUDDLE WITH YOU (MAKE IT FLUFFY)

hehe i’m back!!! and again, i feel bad for being so inactive for awhile…i actually got a new job and i’ve been trying to get use to my new hours and sleeping arrangements! i have spent a lot of time writing and answering some requests so i’m super excited to get them all posted for you! so thank you so much requesting! sorry it took so long :)

++also this is NOT proofread

— literally hugs you incredibly tight and refuses to let you up for anything

— he likes to tease you sometimes when he knows you’re being especially cuddly

— “someone’s being a little clingy today..”

— but he secretly loves it and hopes that you ask him more often

— firstly sodapop is soft boy and deserves the world

— he’d let you wrap your arms around his body and wouldn’t argue to much about it

— when he knows you’re asleep he’ll turn over so he can kiss your forehead

— when you wake up in the morning you usually find yourself in the little spoon position 

— pony rests his head on top of yours and always pulls you super close

— he gently runs his fingers through your hair as you slowly drift off to sleep

— his hands pat your back slowly especially if he knows you’ve had a hard day

— just super comforting in general

— doesn’t show it as often but he loves it…A LOT

— definitely takes full advantage of you asking him

— pulls you as close as he can to himself, snuggles his face into your neck

— acts nonchalantly about it but he’s actually a whole cinnamon bun

— gets super winey and annoying in the morning when you unwrap your arms from around him

— attacks you with kisses to distract you

— begs you to stay in bed for a little while longer

— wraps his arms and legs around you to keep you from getting up

-

— this cutie would like cuddles a little to much

— asks throughout the entire day

— “please babe just for few minutes.. *pouts*

— gushes over you when he sees you’ve fallen asleep on his chest

— steve would often come back late from work and you’d already be asleep

— as soon as he was laying down you’d wrap your arms around him

— he’d laugh softly and leave a few kisses against your cheek before getting comfortable

— whispers “i love you” before he shuts his eyes

—hi! I was wondering if you could write a relationship headcanon with Steve?? Thank you! I love your writing

aw thank youuu….sorry this took forever and a day to finish…hope you like it!! :) xx

• firstly, you two are the most admired couple
• there’s something about seeing the two of you together that just makes people melt
• he’s always trying to make you laugh
• will definitely say cheesy pickup lines to make you smile when you’re upset or stressed
• “do you have a name? or can i call you mine”
• you think it’s super cringy but his effort is cute
• steve is honestly your best (boy) friend
• you tell him all your deepest darkest secrets
• he’s 10000x trustworthy 
• sometimes arguments are common
• it just depends on both of your moods
• but even when you’re mad at each other you still find a way to forget about it easily
• steve is usually the first to break
• he’ll surprise you with flowers
• or tackle you onto the nearest soft surface and attack your face with kisses
• he loves to pull you onto his lip
• especially around the rest of the gang
• he’s also super affectionate when ur in public
• <always holding onto you in some way >
• date nights are super unpredictable
• he took you to a skating rink once…
• you both ended up at the er with injuries
• “maybe that lift wasn’t a good idea, huh..”
• though he doesn’t always act like it, he’s super caring and protective
• he’ll always put your needs before his own
• steve doesn’t really like pet names
• he just calls you babe or baby most the time
• sometimes when he knows you’re annoyed with him he’ll call you short or shorty
• just so he can see your cute pout face

@vhsbelle—cuddles w johnny pls? some soft stuff? ily ♡ stay safe from the coronavirus!

you too!! everything is so crazy right now i hope everyone is healthy! stay inside! and wash ur hands!

• johnny gives the most loving cuddles ever
• he’s a big fan of spooning
• he loves being able to hold you close to him
• and honestly he’s just the best hugger
• you know you’re going to sleep good at night when he stays over
• johnny also loves when he nestles his head in the crook of your neck
• the sound of you sleeping makes him extremely happy
• and the way his breathe hits your neck is
• but sometimes he prefers to be the little spoon
• he enjoys laying in your lap while you watch tv
• you’ll run your fingers through his hair
• if you stop he’ll beg you to keep going
• he’s just a soft baby who needs attention
• when you’re both really exhausted you’ll literally fall asleep on top of each other
• he’s like a teddy bear and will hold onto you
• whispers “i love you” when he notices your eyes aren’t open anymore
• will probably do it more than once
• sometimes he catches himself staring at you
• he doesn’t mean to be weird
• johnny just adores you
• he could look at you until the day he dies
• he also likes to trace the outline of your lips
• his touch wakes you up sometimes
• but you pretend to still be asleep
• once you caught him off guard and raised up quickly placing a soft kiss on his cheek
• he was definitely surprised and super blushy
• you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction
• …and speaking of kisses
• johnny loves to leave small pecks on your shoulder or neck
• he’d cuddle n kiss you forever if he could

demigirl mikan stimboard for anon

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Pastel Sayori Stimboard for Anon!

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My Little Pony Variants.

And DragonGator.