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reader, sobbing at their desk doing their paperwork: i cry a lot, but i am so productive!

spencer, deeply concerned from his desk across from reader but trying to be supportive: it’s an art…

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the drew starkey to milo manheim pipeline must be studied because the overlap is crazy.

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ryan baker vapes and turns into an animal whenever he loses that stupid little disposable. you two are cozy in bed? too bad, get up, lost his vape. he asked you to keep it in your bag? believe his hand is rooting through that bag at least every five minutes. and god forbid it dies because you are not doing a single thing until he gets a new one. if you vape too? good luck because your vape is now communal. he does offer his but it’s always dead cause he never fuckin’ puts it down.

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i want to bite that stupid jock himbo wally clark

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You’ve heard of one shots, now get ready for none shots! It’s when you think of an idea for a fic and then don’t write it

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vday wednesday and i haven’t a blessed thing ready to post

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I love him muchly

Wally Clark Headcanons: Wholesome Edition

Wally and his family are practicing Roman Catholics, because Wally is wearing either a Miraculous Medal with the Virgin Mary, or a medallion of St. Sebastian, the patron saint of sports.

Wally's mom also wanted him to go to University of Notre Dame before his death in 1983, which is why he likes watching Rudy so often, even though the movie came out in 1993.

Being a "good Catholic boy" who was told to wait until marriage to have sex, Wally was still a virgin when he died, just like Maddie. It also explains why he gets so nervous and flustered around her.

In regards to the point above, Wally is a little embarrassed about being a virgin, because Rhonda would tease him about it. He likes Maddie, but he doesn't want to pressure her into anything.

Wally is kind and sympathetic to Charley because he started learning about the HIV/AIDS epidemic, and seeing gay men being bullied and ostracized, when he was a junior in 1982-1983. He never believed the whole "gay cancer" thing, and tries to be a good friend to Charley, somebody who cares about and respects him. He also makes jokes to help cheer up Charley, and help him feel a little less alone in the afterlife ("You want to ride the pony?").

Wally dearly misses his Walkman, because he would listen to music and other things on it for hours. Music was his "escape" from his overbearing mother and distant father ("I miss Debbie Gibson"). He would lie in the grass, listen, and sing or hum along to the music, especially when he was feeling sad or down.

No matter how much Wally would eat to try and "bulk up", and gain muscle and weight, for football, he has a fast metabolism, which explains why he isn't muscular, despite being a 6"2" athlete. He was also part of the track-and-field team during the off-season, and is as slim as he is because he does a lot of jogging.

His extracurricular activities outside of football in the 1980s consisted of watching MTV and cable, walking or driving to the mall and food court with his friends to hang out, and going to the movies. Being one of the "popular kids" and jocks, he wasn't a smoker or a drinker, though he did have the occasional beer. He also saw Star Wars: Return of the Jedi in theaters a few times, and has debates with Charley about which Star Wars film is the best.

He is an extrovert with a lot of energy that he burns off exercising. While not a social butterfly, his friendly attitude and personality made him one of the "popular kids" at Split River High School. He got reasonably good grades, and he likes learning new things.

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200 followers not even a month after hitting 100 get out of here what

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thinking about domestic life with jj.

as soon as his dad leaves and his life returns to somewhat normal he’s moving you in. little by little your presence becomes more noticeable in the house. for one, it’s tidier, little ornaments you’ve found while thrifting decorate the rooms.

pictures proudly decorate the walls, you and jj, the pouges, even a photo of little jj and his dad that you managed to talk him into keeping, even if you hated luke.

you have to cook, naturally, jj’s culinary talents end at instant noodles. jj does what he calls ‘the boy jobs’, like catching bugs and building ikea furniture. the house isn’t massive, you’re living on top of eachother most days, the two of you squashed together in the bathroom when jj barged in on you in a rush because he woke up late again.

it can be hard sometimes, you’re both people who appreciate alone time which is hard to come across now you’re cramped into the tiny little house, but neither of you would change a thing.

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por favor! Wally está com ciúmes da namorada secreta!

lo siento, mi español es muy malo 😭 ¿puedo hacer esto pero en inglés?

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milo manheim when there's an undead high school football player role:

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rafe cameron and his kook!girlfriend that absolutely walks him like a dog. the rest of the island assumes she’s just another dim witted girl that’s gotten herself involved with the wrong person and will learn the hard way. admittedly rafe thought it too at first, until he realised she was as vicious as he was, if not worse, only did a better job of hiding it.

she would smile sweetly as she picked someone apart, in a way that most people wouldn’t even notice at first. she had a way of getting what she wanted, when she wanted it. she even had the infamous rafe cameron bending over backwards for her while making him think everything he did was his idea.

she was manipulative and calculated, dressed in pretty dresses with bows in her hair to hide how callous she could really be.

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hi! sorry for asking, but do you take request for milo manheim? like the real person, not a character that he plays? if yes, could you please do a fluff that leads to some affectionate smut? thanks! :)

hiya !

i’m afraid ( as of right now ) i do not take requests for real life celebrities, but feel free to request for any character you’d like !

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hii can u pls write a ryan baker fic where he and the afab!reader are staying at his apartment together and he proposes a challenge to fuck on every surface of the place possible haha, seems like a ryan thing to do tbh

a/n; master yapper ( me ) strikes again this felt like it never ended.

warnings; 18+, smut under the cut, oral ( f receiving ), fingering, praise kink if you squint, ryan talks you through it also if you squint, not proofread

“you’re kidding.”

you deadpan, a cardboard box tucked neatly under your arm with the word ‘school’ scrawled across it in black sharpie.

you’d been in ryan’s apartment a dozen times, he lived near campus and clearly had money based on the exterior alone. after a year and a half of dating ryan suggested you move in; ‘since you’re here all the time anyway’.

all morning the pair of you had been moving your stuff in from your dorm, with plans to head home over midterm to grab the rest of your things and bring them up. ryan had been uncharacteristically quiet the entire time, but when he told you his idea you could work out why that was.

“oh, come on!” ryan laughed, emerging from his, well, now your shared room “isn’t the whole point of moving in together so that you can fuck wherever whenever you want”

“it is? damn, i thought you asked me to move in because you enjoy my company, my bad!” you respond sarcastically, trying your best to mask the laugh his comment almost caused.

ryan tuts, grabbing your waist and pulling you back toward him as you go to walk past him “don’t be like that, angel.” he mumbles, taking the box from your hold and placing it to the side “you know i love having you here,”

with a soft smile you wrap your arms around his shoulders “now, was that so hard?” you taunt, an eyebrow raised “next time lead with that instead of ‘how long do you think it’ll take us to fuck on—”

“okay! i get it!” ryan cuts you off hurriedly, already bored of the back and forth his question had caused and wanting to get practical as opposed to theoretical “but seriously, how long—”

“ryan!?” you swat at his arm in a scolding way, though you welcome his advances when his lips find yours and he backs you up against the wall.

he taps your thigh twice, wordlessly signalling for you to jump. when you do he wastes no time in taking a hold of your ass, your back still firmly against the wall as he presses his erection against you. the tiny skirt you’re wearing providing him with the access needed to elicit a shaky moan from your throat.

before you can register what’s happening ryan is carrying you from the hallway into the kitchen, goosebumps rise all over your body when your exposed skin meets the cold counter top.

“you’re so good f’me, angel” he mumbles against the skin of your neck, sucking and marking anywhere he could reach “my perfect girl.”

as he’s speaking his middle finger runs a teasing line over your clothed pussy, a smirk felt against your flesh when you gasped out his name.

“good girl,” ryan praised, pushing your underwear to the side and sliding two fingers into you “gonna let me make you feel so good, baby?”

you nod your head quickly, opening your mouth to answer but only managing to force out a “uh huh” in between your lewd noises as ryan continues to finger you.

“good job, baby.” ryan cooes, his thumb rubbing fast circles into your clit as he sinks to his knees between your legs “taking my fingers so fucking well, need to taste you princess.”

he slowly retracts his fingers as he kisses along the inside of your thighs, his thumb slowing but never stopping on your clit.

without warning his mouth is latched to your pussy, tongue diving inside you as ryan ate you out like a man starved, groaning every time you tugged on his hair or pushed your thighs against either side of his head.

“ryan, ryan i’m gonna cum..” you whine out, fingers tangled in his messy hair as your hips instinctively buck against his mouth.

ryan simply hums in acknowledgment, his fingers sliding back into you as his tongue attacks your clit, circling and sucking it into his mouth as he heard you cry out in pleasure above him.

even after you’ve made a mess all over his hand and face his tongue continues to plunge into your quivering body, lapping at as much of your release as he could before having to come up for air.

he looks up at you, mouth wet and hair tousled with the proudest smile on his face as he gets to his feet. gently sliding his fingers into your mouth so you can taste yourself.

“taste so sweet, angel” ryan praises, watching as you lick his fingers clean “take a minute, baby, i’m far from finished with you.”

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everybody say, thank you perazna <3

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if you guys find fics like this you’re legally obligated to tag me in them, trust me i’m a law student

where are the zed necrodopolis fics that embrace his zombie traits?? where’s the “angst” where he’s pounding you hard and his hunger and lust just get so mixed up that he goes in for a bite??

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working on 15+ requests right now please bear with me yours will come soon 🙏🏻