Not technically Elvis content but sort of still is 👀👀
I got myself an off-the-track thoroughbred! After some major convincing from my trainer and my family I’ve decided to take on my own project horse. Suitably this baby has gotten the name Elvis, and the show name “King of Rock” which he will proudly show off in the ring 💃💃 he’s currently a bit fuzzy from the cold winter but when he sheds he’s as handsome as ever. (While I’m away my mom tried to give him a haircut 😭 I will fix it when I get back I promise)
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Ok but Y/N gentle parenting her boyfriend Lip in the most loving way.
Y/N: Lip Darling I know your feeling really angry right now and your feelings are totally valid but we can’t yell at people. So let’s try to think of ways we can express are anger without shouting.
stop this is so silly and sweet i love it!! this was healing for me to write cause ive been so stressed with school
he’s so frustrated, midterms and work and south side shit all tumbling around in his brain and making him crazy. you can feel the tension in the air as he lights a cigarette and cracks the window open. you move to stand by his side, wrapping one soft curl around your finger. but he jerks his head away with a scowl.
“please. fuckin’- don’t. heads pounding.” he says firmly, then asks. “when’s- uh. when’s your class again?”
you shake your head, taking the cig from between his lips. “cancelled. professor’s kid has the flu. i was thinkin’ about staying for a while, yeah?”
he huffs angrily. “jesus! don’t you ever go home? always in my fuckin’ room-“
you cut him off with gentle words. “hey, hey! lip.” he looks up at you, the anger on his face relaxing into remorse. “you’re stressed out, yeah?”
he nods, running a hand through his messy curls. he’s fidgety. you hand him back his cig.
“hm, and overworked?”
he huffs out a half laugh and replies, “yeah. yeah.”
you offer him a sweet smile. “there we go. see? you can tell me what you’re feeling without gettin’ all mean.”
lip sighs, finally reaching out to place one rough palm against your cheek. he thumbs over your smooth skin, taking you in for a moment. “yeah, you’re right. m’sorry baby.”
you cover his hand with your own and lean into his touch. you keep your voice sweet and understanding, soothing his frustrations and worries with your words. “if you want some alone time, you just gotta tell me.” you pause, watching his face, then add. “d’you want me to go? i don’t mind. promise.”
he thinks for a moment before stubbing his cig out and shaking his head. his nervous hands find a blunt and a lighter, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek as he goes. “jus’ stay here, an’ smoke this with me?”
you perch yourself on his desk, pulling him in by his belt loops so he stands between your legs. “sounds like a plan to me,” you murmur, squeezing his hand where it rests on your thigh. “how ‘bout a nap after? we got a few more hours ‘til dinner, and i love you but… you look like hell,” you say with a soft laugh.
his lips quirk into a smile around the blunt as he nods. as he exhales, you can see him starting to relax further. “fuckin’ exhausted,” he grumbles, passing you the blunt and dropping his head to rest on your shoulder. “dunno what i’d do without you.”
“be a raging cunt to everyone.” you reply quickly, smirking at your own remark, and he laughs. it’s the first time you’ve heard him truly laugh all day.
“guess i deserved that one, huh.”
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What happens when Branch finds out what happened to Floyd?
Murder. Sure Branch has a ton of anger and resentment towards Floyd (I mean he broke his promise, the guy gave him sooo much false hope!) but he doesn’t ever want his brothers hurt. He would fully try to kill Velvet and Veneer, that thing won’t hesitate to claw their vocal chords out, and feed them and their bodies to his village…I mean the guy has an entire village of feral hunters at his disposal, you think he WON’T USE THAT AGAINST THEM ?!!?!!
Anyway he treats Floyd really nicely and gets his best doctors and supplies for him (Floyd is slightly overwhelmed by it all but thinks it’s absolutely adorable)
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*microphone is brought up to my face*
Reporter: “Excuse me there, are you normal about him?”
Me: “Of course! Absolutely!”
“Not. Nope. Not at all. I am not.”
Reporter: 0-0
Me: -u-
Reporter: 0-0
Me: -u-
Reporter: 0-0
Me: -u-
This isn’t even all of ‘em.
If you couldn’t tell: I’m a wee bit obsessed.
(Reblog or comment ur fav Strickler, bear in mind some of these are just doodles and practice to get his face right in my style)
Also: inspo for Strickler’s longer hair and piercings from @joethehoeee ‘s hcs of him because yes.
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