screaming sm i love these 2 ...
also hello ts fandom and prideyear shippers . also yes i hc woody is trans and.. gay ^_^...
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high makeout with wildboyz
desc: smoking with steveo and chris, what could go wrong?
a/n: can't get this out of my head, wanna smoke with these two so bad (might write a full fic on this, who knows)
warnings: weed, suggestive content
steve o
you're sitting on a mattress on the floor at his place, watching a random comedy movie
touches seem to linger more and more as you pass the joint
you lean into him, tracing his tattoos with your fingers absentmindedly
that cute dopey smile of his spreads over his face
suddenly he's pulling your face to his, blowing the smoke into your mouth
you inhale as his lips start moving against yours sloppily
you exhale through your nose, not wanting to break the kiss
your bodies tangle together, his hands on your thighs and yours on his chest
you fall back onto the mattress, the movie long forgotten as you look at o through the haze
pontius
you're sitting in the backseat of his smoke filled van, your legs tangled awkwardly as you both lean against opposite doors
he's telling you about... some animal that lives... somewhere??
you're too distracted by the fact that he's just holding the joint instead of passing it to you while he's talking
or more by his bloodshot eyes, lit up with passion and that pretty smile on his face
you lean towards him just as he finally takes a drag
the kiss surprises him so much he coughs out the smoke before laughing
he pulls you in so you're laying on his chest, faces not even an inch apart
you share the last few drags in between sloppy kisses, playfully blowing the smoke into each other's faces
your body heats up as his tongue pushes into your mouth and you lie to yourself that it's the smoke around you making you feel that way
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Help im thinking about Courtzzy
they are soooo many things. they are the neurodivergent ever, one wants to look like a girlboss the other tries to play the word girlboss in scrabble. one tries to be put together but the other doesn't fucking care anymore. one is desperatly trying to write a perfect essay and the other is making paper cranes with her thrown away drafts (and later gifts her the cranes to cheer her up)
they are both unhinged in opposite yet similar ways, they love eachother and god forbid anyone get in their way or else they will fucking die with the combined power of a CIT and an arsonist
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"Let Me Be Your Sun"
I was feeling particularly sappy about these two again, and this little bit of dialogue formed in my head, so I decided to doodle it :] (I mean, I gotta further my Slouching x Wounded propaganda somehow /hj)
+ A silly lil doodle that I made on the same canvas afterwards
Fitting all of this one a 1000x1000 canvas was bloody difficult but also I refuse to change my canvas dimensions at this rate
(I messed up. Slouching's hair a lil bit. along with Wounded's hand size in the second-last image. But I really cannot be bothered to fix it in all honesty, I did this all really late and it's still really late and I'm fine with how it is.)
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thinking about simm!doctor dyeing his hair pre-series four (probably an impulsive choice after Last of the Timelords or something)
then when he sees Donna in Partners in Crime, it’s all like—
Donna: Didn’t you have brown hair last time I saw you?
Doctor: I dyed it! Do you like it?
Donna: …no
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