#bruce tbp

[finn8yblak3xo]

(tbp) WHERE THEY WOULD KISS YOU

Robin arellano:

he would kiss ur whole face but most likely ur lips if he had to choose. he wouldn’t be ashamed to kiss you in public bc it proves his point that ur his n he just loves kissing u.

Finney blake:

honestly he seems like he would kiss ur temple or your nose the most since it’s more closer to his height, but he tries to kiss ur temple more.

Bruce Yamada:

The signs say cheek, he’d be the flirty sweet heart. everytime u see each other he would hug u n kiss ur cheek. while sitting in the cafeteria girls were all over him but he would find you sitting by ur self n he would just admire u from a distance.

Vance hopper

Neck, without a doubt neck. he would grab ur shoulders firmly just to kiss you on ur neck. he would deny all ur kisses n hugs until u let him kiss u first.

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Another chapter done! give me request if you got any🥰

[random-incorrect-quotes-boi]

Finney: Chat, what do we think?

The ghost boys: Don't call us that.

[f1inl3ey]

Bruce the typa bitch to point at his partner, say “this is for you,” swing his bat and fucking miss

[hoodsie]

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I spent at least an hour working and fixing Bruce's side profile it was NOT fun.

(base/reference credits: @/_biacami_ on tiktok)

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[sourlemonsz]

Drabble !

WC:393

Bruce screams and leaps backward, from the sidewalk to the road. He put his hands up clumsily staring with wide eyes at Vance Hopper. Vance Hopper who went missing last month, he stared at Bruce with the same expression. Vance's eyes were wide too and his mouth gaped open in surprise.

"Y-You can see me?" First a question, but Bruce didn't answer, because what the fuck??

Then Vance shoved a bloodied finger in his face aggressively, "You can see me!" A mean smile spread on his translucent face, and Bruce was inching further and further away from Vance Hopper, fear struck his insides and he was ready to run.

But Vance caught on immediately and followed him, "Oh no, no, you're not going anywhere pretty boy. You're gonna help me."

Bruce only managed to squeak out a, "What?" And then his conscience grew, Ah I must have a concussion from practice, that makes sense. His eye twitched, he couldn't just accept that in his thoeretically concussed state he'd dream up Vance Hopper.

Vance looked at him with a determined look, he looked like he wanted to punch Bruce and he was waiting for it with twitching limbs, but he did nothing.

So Bruce did something.

He ran. He ran far down the road, panting as his schoolbag hit his back. His feet pounded the concrete and his house was in sight, a relieved smile broke out on his face. He ran across the road, and a voice caught up to him.

"Get out of the way!" It was quiet and Bruce thought he imagined it so he kept running.

"Get out of the way!" The voice was louder this time, he looked all around him but nothing was there, he was going crazy.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Vance's voice boomed in his right ear just as a black van reared around him, it skidded loudly and braked hard. He stumbled forward in front of his house, his heart pounding and his lungs burning.

He looked over his shoulders, only to find Vance right there next to him. He flinched and took a step back.

"You idiot! You almost ruined everything you fuck--"

Then he disappeared. What. The. Fuck.

Bruce was going crazy, the black van revved away and Bruce just shook his head, he just might have to go to a hospital.

[ribbonzlace]

Too Close ➣ (Vance Hopper x fem!Reader.)

Idk how people do fanfiction format on tumblr and I'm very confused so hopefully I'm doing this right💀💀

📞 age is gonna be set as 16.

(Yes this is based off the song by sir Chloe, I linked it I'm pretty sure. don't yell at me for it not being a 70s song ok this idea just popped in my head. I may or may not proofread this so if there's horrible writing / spelling, I told you so.

Summary: you and the one and only, infamous Vance Hopper grow close to each other, which Vance takes very personally since he's not close with anyone. When your toxic friends find out, they get into his head and make him think that he's nothing special to you.

Warnings/triggers: maybe violence??? Idk though, you all know how's Vance is soo..... Language,Toxic friends, insecurities, rumors,bad writing, lies, angst , fluff (?? Probably) if anything else that makes someone uncomfortable that's contained in this, please let me know so that I can add it Female reader, 2nd point of view .(You, your)

REQUESTS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!

You huffed under your breath, the crowds in the hallway rushing acting as tsunamis. A lot of the weaker people in the crowded space fell over or got pushed (intentionally or not,) onto the filthy tiled floor to get trampled on like trash on a busy highway. The people in the school where massively stingy and dull. It was very uncommon that someone had cared about the people around them WHILE still focusing on their love life, grades, etcetera. But the list was extensive of the people who had ONLY cared about themselves, quote on quote 'love life', aka being a well known player, anything that fell into the topic of this. And then there always comes with the few people who everybody bowed down to, or the people that everybody had cowered in corners when they heard the footsteps or words of a person that didn't want to be messed with. And then the occasional 'trash on a busy highway' ,aka the people who where on the beat list. You had been in the middle of it all. No, you weren't a bitch who played with people's feelings. Although you did wonder what it would be like to have a boyfriend, or someone to like you back, or like you first, but you didn't let those thoughts get in the way *almost.* you weren't a self indulgent asshole either. Sure, you did hold grudges against people at times, but you let them past you. You didn't know what category you fell into.

It never really occurred to you that you had hung out with people who where self indulgent, but they where also the people everyone bowed down to. You could say they where your friends, but they also treated you like dog shit. They used you. But you also could say that since you hung out with them, you had a good reputation. People did like you, admired you, wanted to be with you, but they only wanted to just for THEIR own reputation, or to show off, or for your looks. They wanted to be known for dating a pretty girl in their school, not for dating someone with a heart filled with gold. They just wanted the outside of you, not the inside. It hadn't been a crush for them, not a 'like' for them, just a shitty type or thrill for them. Not a good thrill. One of the only people that had been on your mind sometimes, would've been Vance Hopper. And you where guilty for thinking about him, in a romantic way especially. He was someone everyone feared, hell, he was a nightmare. A walking monstrosity. He would beat someone to a pulp if they even dared to let a grunt in his direction. And you hadn't known why you had a small hope of him, he was a bitch. He wouldn't like you in that way, let alone stare in your direction. You figured it was just a in-the-moment type of thing, not a crush, not a 'in-love' type of thing. If you where ever to tell someone about this little thing you had felt, they would either laugh in your face of disbelief, scoff, or think you where crazy. If you where to tell him he would laugh in your face, scoff, or just beat you to a pulp, until your eyes where swollen with redness and tears, and your lips busted, along with a bloody nose and bruises everywhere, and especially an aching heartbreak.

You could tell it was going to be a long, boring day. You shut your locker, a echo being clothed from all of the laughter and screaming from it. and let out a desperate sigh. When you shut your locker, a very well kept looking girl came into view. Her elbow propping her up against the locker as on of her squeaky cleaned white Mary - Jane's crossed over the other shoed foot. "Heyy, Y/N!" She cooed, venom lacing around the mention of your name. She had almost blinding worthy blonde hair, it being brighter than a badly bleached pair of nude colored jeans. You mentally groaned before saying "Heyy, Diane." (OOC: if that's your name, you can change hers to something else, this goes to any other made up character I make as well💀) you said nervously, with a hint of annoyance. ( OOC: Veronica Sawyer and Heather Chandler?!??? If you get the reference than I love you and you deserve a big kiss.)

"Did you need something?" The question lingered in both of your minds. "Well, uhm yes I did actually. " she gave a fake smile, and then continued. "Ya' know Bruce Yamada? Well, he told me he had a crush on you. But that's not all," she paused. "He wanted me to ask you if you could meet him at the park, 5:30 today. " she finished, and boy did she sound believable in that moment, and you actually believed her. "Really?" You'd ask, mostly for confirmation. A sparkling glint in her eye.

She nodded. The shrill sound of the bell filled the halls, and everybody walked to their classes. "Welp, gotta go. See you soon Y/N." She chirped, a devious tone on the tip of her tongue. You nodded, and watched her skip away holding her books so tightly you thought they would crush into smithereens, like an object under a hydraulic press. You walked the other way, heading to first period.

Time skip lmao

It had finally been the end of the school day, 3:00 pm. Kids rushed out the school doors, or carelessly shoved their books in their lockers, shut it, and did the same as everyone else. Some kids felt down the cement stairs as they ran to freedom. You put your books in the locker, and slammed it shut. And for a moment, you felt icy blue eyes staring at you. You turned around, your backpack hanging loosely off one shoulder. You made contact with the eyes. It was a long, sensational stare. It made a tingly feeling in your stomach. Vance looked you right in the eye and it felt like it had been hours, when really it was only just a few seconds. You where first to break the staring contest, as you got engulfed in the crowds of people as you joined in on the storm. You walked out the doors, feeling the fresh breeze hit your face. You walked to your bike, sitting in the metal holders on the side of the building. You slid the other backpack strap over your shoulder as you hopped on the bike seat and started riding towards your house.

The weather felt warm today, but it also looked autumn-ish as you watched orange and auburn colored leaves fall off the tree and either float amongst the breeze or fall to the pavement of the black pavement. The leaves that had fallen where crouched against the edges of the road end the side walk, mixed with some litter. The leaves that swept into the road got crunched under the tires of your bike, accepting their fate as they split from their whole. It took a few minutes your you to get home, but when you did get home you where exasperated and bored. You still remembered you had to meet up with Bruce. You walked up to your room, and looked thoroughly through your wardrobe, looking for an outfit that made you look at least a little presentable. You decided on brown bell-bottomed jeans with a small flower pattern stitched on the very bottom. You then picked out a striped long sleeve shirt, the stripes finned with a variety colors and repeating them after the first pattern on them was finished.

It didn't look like much, but it did look nice on you although it did not look like you where preparing for an occasion. You put on your black converse with a star pattern on the side of them and decided to go to the grab n go to pass time. Your parents wouldnt care and they wouldn't know because their at work, so it wouldn't matter if you where trapped in the deep depths of the earth, they wouldn't notice because their too busy caught up in their own personal life outside of their daughter. You hadn't cared, but the other half of you did find it to hurt a bit, more like a lot. The last time you remembered when you and your parents spent quality time together was when you where about 10 and a half. You guys went to a carnival that had been happening around that time, and you all went home that night with aching stomachs and dizzy minds that where filled with laughing gas. You guys had stayed up until 1 AM watching black and white grainy tv shows that had been confusing as hell. After your little fashion show of picking a cute outfit, you rode to the grab n go.

When you arrived, you pushed the shiny steel handle of the door and walked in, the entrance bell ringing and filling everyone's ears. It was sorta quiet in the medium sized snack shack, the only noise being the careless cashier lighting a cigarette, or video game noises being faintly heard from the back. You walked down the candy aisle, looking at all the appealing junk, this would lead you to the noise you heard without even knowing. You hummed as you reached the end of the isle, reading a label on the bright package. You picked it out, crumbled cash in your bell bottomed jeans pocket. You had about maybe 5 dollars and 12 cents. You weren't the greatest and counting money, but you'd still know enough to know what you could and couldn't afford. You turned around the corner of the aisle, accidentally brushing shoulders with a certain jeans jacket. You hadn't been as tall as him, your head maybe reaching his nose at most. It was kind of a hard brush, so when you guys turned around at the same time to figure out what that was, you locked eye's.

It was Vance.

He was about to say a very deep down spoken threat, until you got it to him first. "Ah, Vance. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. " you blinked and an apologetic tone laced around your words, filling his ears. His tense angry body relaxed in that moment, his eyes filled with hatred slowly filled up with love. "It's fine, " he mumbled sternly. You fumbled around with sentences in your mind as the pinball machine screen blinked 'Game Over' in red. You saw him look at the screen infuriatingly, kicking his foot at the machine in defeat because of some stupid distraction. He didn't know why he wasn't yelling at you right now, telling you off for ruining his game. He just felt something pulling him back from doing it. You looked at the anger in his eyes. "I could give you a quarter, if you want. " "Really?" He said eagerly. "Yea."You grabbed a quarter from your pocket and slid it into the pinball machine. You watched over his shoulder as his hands flicked one button to another at a fast pace. Your eyes then traced up to the etching of his hair. Sure, you've seen him around school a lot, but it was now or never to notice the details about him. You looked at the dirty blond strands leaking into the light ones, filling each layer of his long curly hair. The sun leaked through the window by the machine, shining brightly upon his head. You looked at the packaged candy in you hand and remembered why you came here in the first place and that it was a coincidence that he happened to be here. Except he was always here, and you always noticed his blonde hair sticking out in the back as he played pinball contently, with so much focus on the machine that it was unbelievable. You cleared your throat, he didn't look over but you knew he was listening.

"I gotta go, I have plans. Fun talk, maybe we should talk again." You knew you guys barely even had a conversation, let alone a talk. It was more of an invite or an excuse to have an actual friend. Even though he was a nightmare, he hadn't been a dick to you so far. He nodded, but a nervous expression overcame his face. You only saw it in the corner of your eye as you began to walk away. "Wait," he suddenly spoke up, now walking behind you leaving the pinball machine unattended, yet to lose another game again. You turned around, humming a soft "hm?" "Uh, you know your 'date' with Bruce? Well you should know that I was there when your friends where talking about it. Bruce never told what's her name to say that, he doesn't even like you. Your friends where planning to do some shit to mess with you, make you think he stood you up or something. " He blurted out. You watched his demeanor seemingly to try to be calm but his eyes flickered around frantically. He didn't want you to have to hear this from him, and he didn't want to watch you cry or something right in front of him and he would just stand there not knowing what to do.

But you where perfectly fine with what he just told you. You nodded and chuckled a bit, slapping your palm over your face with your free hand. He finally met your eyes. "I shoulda know she would've done something like this, your a life saver. " you said, slapping a hand over his shoulder gently and patting it. He tensed at the sudden touch, but then relaxed again. "Really?" He questioned, nobody would ever think of him as a life saver, let alone pat him on the shoulder. You nodded back at him, a smile curling between your lips. You picked another quarter out of your pocket and slid it between his hand, his heart fluttering at the touch.

"I'll see you tomorrow, have fun with your pinball game, don't get distracted again. " you remarked waving him off and walking to the cash register. He watched you watch away, gripping the quarter in his hand. He listened to the shrill ding above the door before putting the quarter in his jean jacket pocket. He wasn't going to spend the quarter on a pinball game. He was going to keep it, he thought.

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A/N

This is only part one lmao kinda a slow burn I'm hella tired right now though sooo......

Please tell me if you liked it and you guys can always request fanfiction ideas or anything like that!

[just-call-mefr1es]

when you’re a big hit in fhe capitol

damn dont you hate it when the capitol threatens your family so then you have to do crazy shit for them

[rosettastarlight]

Demi Vance Hopper with Brance, though. Vance not feeling attraction to anyone and having no problem with that, but then in being friends with Bruce, he starts noticing things he didn't before and this moment of

Vance: What hell is this?

Robin: I think it's called "feelings"

Vance: Disgusting, get rid of them.

[dumbonlineshit]

⚠️ TW FOR AB*SE, AND ROMANTICIZING THE BLACK PHONE (AKA, P*DOPHILIA), AND GACHA G*RE I GUESS? ⚠️

a while back, the black phone came out. apparently gacha kids have made fan animatics of it. nothing wrong with enjoying something, but i… what is this shit.

theres no way to explain this.

(DON’T SEND ANY HATE TO ANYONE IF YOU FIND THEM! NAME WAS CROSSED OUT FOR PRIVACY REASONS!)

side note: WHY DO THEY HAVE MASSIVE HONKERS IN LIKE HALF OF THESE THUMBNAILS!?!?!

[bia2-tj]

Me encanta la idea de que Vance es un niño de mamá (¡porque sinceramente lo es!). Y que tiene una relación muy buena con ella

Pero ahora estoy pensando en los tumblrs en donde ponen que Vance tiene homofobia internalizada y no puedo aceptar su enamoramiento por Bruce.

(Lo que calza como anillo al dedo).

Pero ¿Y si por la crianza de su madre realmente no viera el problema de que le guste otro chico?

(Vance sabe que no está bien visto por la gente debido a la homofobia de la época pero eso no le importa ya que su madre desde que tiene memoria le dijo que sin importar que, si es verdadero el amor entre dos personas nunca puede ser malo).

Y él va por la vida conociéndose y aceptandose tal y como es, sin miedo.

Por eso cuando empezó a juntarse con Bruce Yamada (y los otros chicos) no se sorprendió cuando se quedaba viendo a Bruce por un periodo largo de tiempo y/o pensaba en lo lindo que se veía ese día.

Y por eso, al ir pasando el tiempo, (Y cuando Vance y Bruce se volvían cada vez más cercanos) cuando Bruce le confesó que le gustaba (lo hizo en medio de una pijamada) Vance le dijo (calmado y sin titubiar)que a él también le gustaba.

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I love the idea that Vance is a mama's boy (because he honestly is!).

And that he has a very good relationship with her But now I'm thinking about the tumblrs where they say that Vance has internalized homophobia and I can't accept his crush on Bruce. (Which fits like a glove).

But what if because of her mother's upbringing she didn't really see the problem of liking another boy? (Vance knows that it is not well seen by people due to the homophobia of the time but that does not matter to him since his mother since he can remember told him that no matter what, if love between two people is true it can never be bad ).

And he goes through life knowing himself and accepting himself as he is, without fear. So when he started hanging out with Bruce Yamada (and the other guys) he wasn't surprised when he stared at Bruce for a long period of time and/or thought about how cute he looked that day.

And so, as time went on, (And as Vance and Bruce became closer and closer) when Bruce confessed that he liked her (he did it in the middle of a sleepover) Vance told him (calmly and without hesitation) that he he liked it too.

[asktbp]

For Vance and Bruce: Who made the first move?

Vance did, he asked the teacher if he could sit next to me in ela class. He's bad at ela but I still love him <3

-Bruce Y.

[lukesirlgf]

Dating Vance Hopper headcannons

Okay first of all he’s not calling you babe. Ever.

He calls you dumbshit (affectionately), fuck face, dick weed

Can, will, and has gotten into fights over you

He checks you out all the time with absolutely zero shame.

Sneaks into your room all the time (everyone knows that he’s there they just don’t care)

You gets free slushies at the grab n go bc you are Vance’s babysitter

Vance won’t hug you in public

But when you two are alone oh god

He won’t let you out of bed and tells you if you try to get up again he’ll kick your ass

He won’t ever be aggressive with you and will punch everything else but you

But you do play fight

He won’t let you win but he does think it’s kinda cute that you try

He only comes to class to see you

He always sits next to you in class and once punched a kid for stealing his seat

He gets jealous easily but he knows you won’t leave him

You steal his denim jacket and he punches your arm and takes it back. But he thought you looked good in it so gave it back, saying “Don’t let it go over your big fucking head”

Man is whipped.

He’s never going to admit it ofc but he follows you like a lost puppy

His mom absolutely LOVES you she loves how soft he is with you

He’s a bed hog but he won’t let you leave the bed so don’t try

You and his mom are the ONLY people allowed to touch his hair. Don’t ask to braid it because he’s going to say no but he may let you brush it

He has really warm hands so you’re always holding them at home when you’re cold

He hated it at first but now he’s the one who grabs you

Vance is metal fan and his favorite song is cherry bomb

Vance hates kids but he adores griffin (his little brother because I said so)

He and Griffin play fight all the time which you think is adorable

He lets griffin win

You always clean him up after fights

He’d teach you how to fight if you didn’t know

You get in a fight and the girls boyfriend tried to jump in but Vance beat his ass

Shit talkers

You guys have weekly movie nights with Griffin and his mom

Vance will lay right on top of you the those time and crushes you

You’re his personal therapist

He didn’t open up at first but eventually he did

This bitch ALWAYS tries to scare you

Don’t let him near the kitchen without supervision

He’s known for chasing people with knives

When you come into his house, there’s a framed photo of you, Vance, and Griffin

Griffin is sitting behind you laughing about something you said while you laughed to

Vance on the other hand has the tiniest smile

He really loves you but doesn’t know how to show it so give him some time

[finneysbaseball]

tbp boys with a girly/feminine reader

Finney Blake

first of all he would love seeing you in any kind of pink stuff he would literally die on the spot

he just thinks ur so cute

you’d pair really well with him since he’s all gloomy and sad

he would love to show u off omg:(((

im giggling just thinking abt it

Robin Arellano

EEEEEEE

he would also love showing you off

look at my gf isn’t she so cute with all her pink clothes 🤭

you would have him blushinggg

he’d get you a pink bandana

maybe even a pink one for himself if you ask nicely

Vance Hopper

yk they do say opposites attract 🤷‍♀️

mean scary doberman bf and cute pink rag doll cat gf!!!

if any one made fun of you well lets just pray from them

even tho you two are different in many ways he would adore u so bad

borderline obsessed with you

Bruce Yamada

AWWWWW

ugh i love baseball boys

he loves buying you pink accessories

headbands, bracelets, any kind of pinkish makeup he can find

he would wear pink for you

his teammates are so jealous

who wouldn’t be like look at you guys

he loves that you love pink

so cute

this is so short im sorry ya’ll 😭

this is probably my last hc cus im just not that into writing anymore, but i really did enjoy writing for you guys

also im sorry this is so late 😭😭

[f1inl3ey]

Rip Bruce you would’ve loved vine

[hoodsie]

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bwe7err ghhh ee4hrgeuurur zombie bruce

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[mirrorballshiningjustforyou]

Head cannons of Vance Hopper with a shy and sweet girlfriend? I love the grumpy x sunshine trope so much.

Vance Hopper x Opposite Reader

Vance loves having somebody to protect. (you)

Normally nice and optimistic people make him annoyed and he gets iritated, but for some reason you don't irritate him much.

Wouldn't try and make you less shy. He would prefer a quiet gf than a loud and crazy one.

Because then he'd be less distracted from pinball-

He loves how sweet you are, it reminds him of his mom.

So he's really attached to you (but he doesn't like to admit it)

In private he really loves hugging but he wants you to hug him first (he doesn't like saying he's a softie sometimes)

If you have plushies he's gonna get super jealous, he'll throw them off of you if you're holding them.

Hold him instead, he loves being held more than he likes hugging you

Anyone bullies you and they're dead. Especially since you're shy already

He's not against saying things for you if you don't want to say them (like ordering food, etc.)

(Sorry it's so short I got writers block)