#i love tattoos! i love these gay bitches! i hope this fic makes that clear!

[shortkingvi]

Got an ask a little while back about Vi doing Caitlyn's first tattoo for her and immediately was struck with this idea. Thanks to @gayandtiredasfuck for the ask!

This is SO soft and fluffy and SO not my usual speed but god are these two fun to write for. Enjoy and leave a comment if you want!

EDIT: changed the fic title so it’ll come up as something different but it’s the same fic!

[gamergirl929]

So Gay (Tobin Heath x Reader)

A/N: Alex Morgan, Kelley O’Hara, Megan Rapinoe and Tobin Heath are out in New York City when a man decides to cat call the women, unfortunately for him, a woman a few feet away decides to step in. Did I mention this woman is a tattoo covered up and coming MMA fighter who could literally kill you with one punch?  

“Looking good baby.” A man walking down the street shouts at the group, completely unaware that he’d just shouted at a fraction of the United States Women’s Nation Soccer Team.  

Before any of them can say a word, someone beats them to the punch, 

“How about you keep your tiny dick in your pants, they aren’t interested and in fact, no woman you shout at is.” They hear a snarl and turn to find a woman frowning angrily.  

The woman, donned in a snap back, sunglasses, a pair of black pants and a white button up shirt stares the man down angrily.  

“No one asked you bitch.” The man snarls and Megan steps forwards, but is immediately stopped by a hand on her shoulder that belongs to Alex Morgan.  

“No, no one did, but they’re out trying to enjoy their day, not have some fucking creep make fucking creepy comments at them.” She snarls, rolling up your sleeves to expose her muscular, tattooed covered arms.  

Amongst the group of players, Tobin Heath whistles, earning a snort from Kelley O’ Hara who is standing at her side, meanwhile, the man and the woman are staring each other down, the woman’s lip curled in a snarl.  

“I’m sick of men like you jeering at women like they’re just something you can ogle at. Just leave them the fuck alone.” The woman snarls, taking a step towards the man.  

“Do you know who you’re fucking with lady?” He sneers and the woman smirks, lifting her hand up to take her sunglasses off.  

“Do you?” The woman asks and the man swallows hard.  

The USWNT players eyes all widen when they see Y/N, an up and coming professional MMA fighter, who’d recently been all over the tabloids for her strides in the world of MMA.  

Tobin smirks, cheeks flushing when she realizes exactly who the woman is, her heart thumping hard in her chest when she sees the MMA fighter, she’d had a crush on since her debut in the Octagon.  

The man’s eyes go as wide as saucers and he holds his hands up and takes a step back.  

“I know better than to mess with you lady.” He stammers shuffling backwards before he turns around and runs down the sidewalk.  

“Stop yelling at women you fucking creep!” You yell at his retreating form before turning to look at the group of women he had been unnecessarily hitting on.  

“Sorry ladies, not all New Yorkers are like that, just the dumb ones.” You shrug.  

“Think we could get a picture?” Kelley pipes up and the women around her chuckle, as do you.  

“Yeah, of course.”  

You take a step towards them and when the woman shed their glasses and hats you stop in your tracks.  

“Holy fucking shit.” Your eyes widen as the group of women laugh.  

In front of you stands none other than Alex Morgan, Kelley O’Hara, Megan Rapinoe and Tobin Heath, four major players in the NWSL as well as players on the USWNT.  

Your eyes stay focused on Tobin Heath and you swallow hard, cheeks flushing a bit as you take in the woman you’d been crushing on for ages, in all her glory.  

“So, I nearly slaughtered someone for hitting on players on the USWNT...” You mutter and the woman smirk.

“Was pretty bad ass by the way.” Kelley pipes up and you snort.  

“Uhh, still want that picture?” You ask and the woman eagerly nod.  

“Have to get a picture with our hero, don’t we?” Megan laughs and you blush, nervously rubbing the back of your neck.  

A passerby kindly takes the picture, not daring to steal your phone because of your reputation.  

The group each takes pictures with their own phone, Kelley filming an Instagram story about what happened before Tobin clears her throat.  

“Would you mind if we got a photo, just the two of us?” Tobin asks and you blush, again nervously rubbing the back of your neck.  

“Y-Yeah!” You say enthusiastically, blushing when you realize the level of excitement in your voice.  

“Cool.” Tobin blushes and you grin when the woman holds the phone up.  

The pair of you pose for a number of selfies, a few serious ones, well as serious you can be with Tobin Heath, and a few silly ones before doing the same with your own phone.  

The group of women are about to depart when you clear your throat.  

“Ummm... Unfortunately, I have a fight on the night of your next game... But I plan on being at the one after.” You smile, shifting nervously from foot to foot a complete contrast to how the players have seen you when you’re in the Octagon, which is something Tobin Heath finds endearing.  

You swallow hard, your throat bobbing as you nervously solider on.  

“Maybe we could ummmm... Meet grab a coffee or something?” You shrug and Tobin’s eyes widen as do yours.  

“I mean, I-if you want to... Sorry I was being presumptuous.” You mumble something under your breath that sounds to Tobin like “idiot."

You take a step back but Tobin places her hand gently on your muscled forearm, over your wide array of tattoos.  

“I’d love to.” She grins and your eyes widen in surprise before you grin wider than you’d ever had in front of the USWNT players.  

She gives your arm a squeeze, reveling in its tightness.  

“So, I should probably give you my number.” Tobin smiles shyly as she takes your phone and you grin as if you’d won the lottery, when in reality, in a way, you had.  

Tobin types her number into your phone while you type your number into hers.  

The two of you swipe phones when you’re done and surprisingly, Tobin wraps your arms around you. You go rigid for only a moment before you’re gently hugging her back.  

“I’ll text you later.” Tobin smiles and you blush, still grinning stupidly wide.  

You grin somehow furthers when you realize that Tobin put her name as, Tobin Heath with a heart emoji, sunglasses emoji and of course, a soccer ball emoji right beside it.

“Thanks again for dealing with that guy, nice to see women aren’t taking shit anymore.” Alex smirks and you grin, crossing your arms across your chest.  

“Yeah, I haven’t been jeered at in a while, but I’m pretty sure it’s because they think I could kill them and they’re probably right.” You smirk and Megan Rapinoe laughs.  

"Honestly you probably could, I mean have you seen those guns?” Kelley asks as she flexes and Alex snorts.  

“Kelley!” She laughs, as do Tobin and Megan.  

“I aim to please.” You grin, giving the group a mock bow.  

“So, I’ll let you ladies go. Hope you enjoy the rest of your day in the big apple.” You smile, your eyes flicking to and locking with a familiar pair of golden brown orbs.  

“So, text you later?” You smirk and Tobin blushes, her lips splitting to expose her pearly white teeth, a grin that you immediately return, your tough guy facade dropping as you smile at the woman.  

“Text you later.” She smiles and you chuckle as you take a step backwards slipping your glasses back on before reluctantly turning around and heading down the street.  

Tobin watches you go, the rest of the group watching the two of you with smirks. 

Further down the street you fist bump into the air before continuing on, completely unaware that Kelley had been filming the entire thing while the rest of the group watched.  

Kelley turns the camera to Tobin who is still watching you as you walk away with a dopey grin before she turns the camera around towards her own face.  

“Gay.” She whispers before turning the camera to Alex and Megan who both nod, mouthing the same word, gay.

“What are you guys doing?” Tobin asks and all three women shout at the roughly the same time.  

“Nothing!”  

The group is again heading down the sidewalk when Tobin’s phone chimes, and chimes again, notifications from Instagram littering her phone’s screen. She opens the notifications and immediately sends a deadly glare Kelley’s way, only receiving a smirk in return.  

“You asshole.” She mumbles and Kelley sends her a wink.  

“Come on it was cute.” Megan nudges the woman who groans, rolling her eyes behind her shades, though she can’t wipe the grin off her face when your contact name, Y/N followed by a few fist emojis pops up on her screen.

So that was my first Tobin Heath x Reader fic, I hope you enjoyed it! Not sure if I should continue writing within the same universe but we’ll see what you all think. <3

[inhanf-archived]

03x11

I’m really curious as to what the pig ‘n a poke was.

There is. There’s a hill in Ireland where your car rolls UPHILL.

That’s fuckin trippy. Do not do hallucinogenics before visiting this mad house.

I’m sorry, WHAT?

Ah fuck, it’s a loop. A Tuesday loop.

Did the writers just know that Dean had to die soon so they threw all their ideas into this episode.

Tingly!!

This is comic fucking genius.

The ultimate Winchesters in sync.

OH COME ON!

And they’ve been bitten in the ass. Always make sure they’re dead.

Sam is so like John, obsessive in his research and quest.

How the hell is he gonna survive losing Dean for real.

03x12

That little bitch.

This is A Lot.

Very clever Sam.

That’s a baptism of fire for you Henriksen. Should have just believed em.

It is weird that they’re coming right for them. Is this the challenger to the throne or are they seeking Sam.

When did the tattoos happen?

Ruby!

Ooooh Lilith.

This is a stupid excuse for a fight scene.

Oh they’re gonna trap them in there! Clever plan. I retract the stupid statement.

Oh fuck. She’s tiny. And has white eyes.

03x13

As the season finale gets closer I get more hesitant to watch. These boys have been through enough. Castiel in Season 4 is my only driving force rn.

I’m so glad there’s still humour. These two goons are quality stress relief.

That’s not just a car, that’s Baby. She purrs.

The face idiots and whatever is living here is in for it now. You don’t take Sam from Dean.

Yes because now is when you suck face.

He has a bunker doesn’t he.

THE GAY LOVE QUOTE IS CANON WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS THIS SHOW!

03x14

After the joyous idiocy of the last episode this one is very somber. Excellent idea, good execution, not much for me to make snide comments on.

Dean is blind when it comes to John, he was conditioned to follow without questioning and it’s gonna get him into trouble now.

That dude needs major dental work.

Well that punched me right in the feels. Like I know he comes back, I’ve a loose knowledge of events in this show, but the brothers also go through a lot of crap and damnit I fell for the puppy dog eyes.

03x15

Actually you’re both wrong, the feathery git gets you out of it.

That car is parked very far forward in that space. Damn arrogant prick.

The walk from the shower to your clothes on Period Day 1.

Imma take a wild guess and say Lilith holds Deans contract.

Organ harvesting. This may be general human wackos instead of zombies. 🧟‍♂️

Dude it’s Dr Zombie. Harvesting organs to keep himself alive. Fucking excellent.

What?! No! He has 3 weeks left to live Sam!!

I guessed right! It is Lilith!

Death by hell hounds is not gonna be pretty is it.

Aaaaand I just jumped clear out of my skin. Well done Supernatural.

03x16

I have to watch this now, even though it’s past my bedtime and I’m already tired and grumpy. I’ll read some fluff on AO3 to console myself after.

Are they gonna use Carry On for the recap in every season finale?

Oh he’s a clever clever boy.

I love Bobby. ‘Do I look like a ditch-able prom date to you?’

Well fuck. Wanted Dead or Alive was a gut punch.

‘You’re almost Hells bitch, so you can see alla Hells other bitches.’

That’s a real fun knife. I also enjoy the holy water in the sprinkler system plan, very demon hunting in suburbia.

That was brutal. Both Deans death and Sam being so broken. I’m curious to see how they plan on ending S15 considering these two will always fight for each other and obviously continued doing so for another 12 seasons.

Imma go read the fic with the tiny Castiels in the gumball machine, I’m very shook. AO3

04x01

Right, let’s get the pain over with. Castiel has better be worth this.

I fucking love this song. *Shook Me*

That’s legit one of my worst nightmares, being buried alive.

Well damn Dean 😍 must’ve been some spanking to leave that mark.

Could they just leave the poor guy alone for two damn minutes.

I was waiting for the holy water. I feel like Bobby is cut from the same cloth as Mad Eye Moody, CONSTANT VIGILANCE.

Why do I get the feeling he remembers a lot more than that.

NEW RUBY!

Is it me or is Sam bigger?

C’mon now ya wee feathery git, make yourself known.

Sam doesn’t believe that he remembers nothing.

A CD player he may have been able to take but an iPod jack is just too much for our cassette living recently undead friend.

Pamela is fun! ‘You are so not invited.’

She saw his true form. Well shit.

Sam you said his name last season, what have you been imbibing to forget that. I thought this kid was a walking encyclopaedia of weird.

Sam definitely looks like he’s been hitting the ‘roids.

Well that’s a major new trick Sammy.

IT IS NEW RUBY!

The guy knows how to make an entrance.

Who can perceive his true form I wonder?

Holy tax accountant, lol.

He’s so perplexed at Deans self loathing.

04x02

That’s fair, I’d also be freaked out if an invincible dude in a trench coat told me I’d been saved by God.

New Ruby is very tiny.

‘Someplace safe ya idjit.’ I love that he has his own bunker.

‘You built a panic room?’ ‘I had a weekend off’

IN SYNC WINCHESTERS

Yay! My first apocalypse!

He makes a little fluttery noise when he appears, the cuteness just makes him more terrifying tbh.

Oh she’s trying to free Lucifer. Of course.

So really they’re just covering their own fuck ups. Lovely folks angels.

‘I dragged you out of Hell, I can throw you back in.’ <- I do not like this feathery git but this cruel Cas provides great scope for character development. I’m just hoping some of that is canon and not just fanfic.

04x03

Where the hell did Cas send him?!

The past, he’s in the past isn’t he.

John was a handsome dude.

Baby’s origin story 😍

‘Mom is a babe. I’m going to Hell. Again.’

Mary is badass.

This is adorable, meeting his grandparents.

That’s heartbreaking, she never wanted her kids raised hunters. And they were, in the worst way.

Well that was a lot.

Cas you’re gonna learn right quick that threatening Sammy is not a good move.