#i'll update it with him and pony later

[skysole]

As a fanfic request, could you write a modern au where the greasers go to starbucks and each one of their orders are wrong/spelled wrong

I just feel like Dally might go crazy if they put ice in his pink drink

hi anon! I am SO sorry this took me so long, my writer's block literally slapped me in the face and held me down. well, here it is! I unfortunately got writers block again half way through, so i will edit this once I write Johnny and Pony's, but yeah!

also, disclaimer: i have never set foot in a starbuck's... it just never appealed to me, so I had the menu tab up for like three weeks straight... but uh yeah... here ya go!

warnings: swearing, sexual innuendos, Dally being a jerk

Darry:

It had been a long day, and God, he really needed a coffee.

His brothers had both spent the entire day texting him just to seem busy - Soda to get out of flirting and Pony to get out of talking to his classmates.

He simply needed a dark roast from Starbucks, and probably a long ass nap, before he exploded.

Stepping into the foyer, he went up to the counter, smiling at the worker. “Hi, could I please get a dark roast coffee?” he asked politely.

She nodded, darting away. “Name?” she asked over her shoulder.

“Darrel,” he answered, not really paying much attention.

He waited patiently for his coffee, smiling gratefully when the barista handed it to him. He paid and left hurriedly, wanting to get home so he could collapse in front of the television and fall asleep listening to Soda’s cartoons.

It wasn’t until he was in the car he took a sip of his drink, and he damn near slammed on the brake.

What the hell?

Holding the cup up, he narrowed his eyes. They spelled his name wrong (they usually spelled “Darryl”) but that wasn’t unusual, he didn’t bat an eye at that anymore.

No, what had him considering turning the car around was the fact the drink was painfully, obviously not dark roast, but some other type of coffee he’s never had any interest in trying.

Cursing, he shook his head.

The girl had seemed frazzled, and he was tired. He would just go home and put on a pot. It wouldn’t taste nearly as good, but he just wanted to get back (preferably before one of his brothers decided they should cook dinner themselves). So he set the cup down and drove home, giving the coffee to an already hyper Soda and making a pot for himself.

He didn’t go to that Starbucks for a while after that.

Two-Bit:

The lack of alcoholic drinks at Starbucks did deter him. He preferred beer over tea, but he couldn’t deny the baked goods the place sold were pretty good.

He would drive, but Darry had very firmly informed Two-Bit that if he ever set foot in the car while drunk with any intent on getting behind the wheel again, he would skin him alive before burying the body.

Realistically, Two knew that Darry was joking, but the boy could be real scary when he wanted to be, and Two-Bit actually liked having skin on his bones, so he was not going to test him.

So he walked - albeit bitterly - to the Starbucks across the street from the Curtis house, mentally cursing the exercise he was getting in doing so.

Upon entering the coffeehouse, he noticed several cute girls at a table.

He ordered a ham and swiss croissant, his eyes focused on the blonde girl sipping from her cup.

He distractedly took the croissant before he grabbed a chair and brought it to the table. He sat with a grin.

“Hiya, ladies,” he said, winking.

Two of them rolled their eyes, but the blonde grinned at him.

He ate slowly, dragging out the conversation with the hot girl in front of him before she left with her friends.

It was only then that he noticed his croissant tasted a bit funny. Looking down at it, he was surprised to find it was buttered, not ham and swiss.

He stood and went to the counter. “Hey, doll, you messed up my order.”

“You ate it,” she said, not sparing him a glance.

“Yeah, I’d eat it,” he said flirtily, smirking at the barista. “Wanna spread-”

She turned, her cheeks red, hands on her hips. “Get the fuck outta my sight, Two-Bit.”

Two-Bit huffed, crossing his arms. “Who’s gonna make me? You messed up my order, doll.”

She grabbed a ham and swiss croissant and shoved it into his hands. “You’re drunk. Go home, perv.”

So maybe the barista was his girlfriend, she still coulda spared the lecture on treating workers properly once she got off work.

But she did make sure after that to always make his order correctly.

Dally:

“What the fuck is this?” Dally spit, holding the cup away from him like it was poisoned.

It probably was.

“Your drink?” the barista said, furrowing her brows as she stared at him. “Strawberry creme frappuccino.”

“I ordered vanilla bean,” he snapped, slamming the cup down. “Not this fruity shit. Are you fucking stupid?”

She hesitated, frowning. “I’m sorry, sir. I’ll make you a new one right away.”

“Yeah, you better.” He leaned against the counter, watching her work. 

Yeah, okay, he was being a bit of a dick, but, contrary to popular belief, he was just naturally a dick. He was honestly dialling it back - if only because Darry had threatened to use his skull as lawn decoration if he did another stint in juvie before his credit card rolled over.

She worked swiftly, making his coffee and sliding it towards him. “There you are.”

“You spelled the name on it wrong.”

“I did?” She turned it to look. “I spelled it exactly how you said, sir.”

“No. I said it’s spelled D-A-L-L-Y. You spelled it D-A-L-L-I. I won’t pay for a coffee that doesn’t even have my name on it.”

“I’m sorry,” the girl said meekly, her hair falling into her eyes as she took the cup back. She crossed his name out and rewrote it.

“You made the cup look ugly.” He snatched the cup and took a sip. “You fucked it up again. I ordered it without ice. This has ice.”

“I’m sorry,” she repeated. “Uh, it’s on the house. I’m very sorry, sir.”

Dally scoffed, turning and stalking out with a small smirk, one hand holding his strawberry creme frappuccino and the other holding his vanilla bean.

It worked every time.

Steve:

In all honesty, Steve didn’t care much for Starbucks. He didn’t have a drink preference, nor did the food seem at all appealing when he could be eating Soda’s homemade chocolate cake for free.

However, he couldn’t resist heading over after trying the caramel apple spice Soda ordered.

He leaned against the counter, smiling at Evie. She worked as a barista, but she refused to take his order because he would spend the entirety of her shift flirting with her.

She blew him a kiss, heading to the backroom to grab more ingredients.

“Your drink, sir,” the barista said, snapping her fingers in front of his face.

“Sorry. Thanks.” He took it and took a sip, sighing in satisfaction as the taste hit him.

He turned to leave when he noticed the spelling on the cup. “Stevie Randel.”

“You spelled my name wrong. Like, really wrong.”

“Steve,” Evie said, her tone warning. “Just drink your apple juice and stop complaining.”

He shut his mouth, giving the barista a dirty look as he handed her the money.

If Evie wasn’t there (and 80% percent of his impulse control (Soda was the other 20% but his impulses were just as chaotic as Steve’s so he didn’t count)) Steve would have thrown the drink in the barista's face.

“Stevie Randel” his ass. Fucking idiots…

Sodapop:

He often accompanied Johnny to the Starbucks, partly because Johnny didn’t like going by himself, partly because Pony liked to go, and mainly because Sandy worked there and he would sit there, watching her flirt with guys that weren’t him.

It broke his heart, and often led to him going home to cry in Darry’s arms, but he needed the reminder that he wasn’t enough for her, that she found comfort in another man’s arms and bore his child even when Soda was ready to give up everything for her.

Trailing behind his brother and friend, Soda listlessly ordered his drink, watching as Sandy gave her phone number to someone he recognized from school.

He picked up his drink and sat down, sipping his milk. Ideally, it would be chocolate milk, but Sandy’s friend, a new worker, was adamant it wasn’t on the menu.

He didn’t know what made her dump him, but he had an idea it stemmed from his lack of attention.

He finished his milk and left, following Ponyboy and Johnny out to the car. He lifted his cup to study the doodles Evie liked to draw on his friend group’s cups, and frowned.

The new girl was the one who wrote his name, since Sandy still couldn’t look him in the eyes and refused to help clarify how to spell it.

He frowned and showed it to Ponyboy.

“Sota Pop Curtis” was written on it.

Ponyboy tilted his head. “How’s about that, Sota.”

Soda grinned, ruffling his hair. “You’re a menace, you know that?”

“Made you laugh.”

“Everything makes him laugh,” Johnny pointed out. “Soda’s almost never without a smile.”

“I think you mean Sota,” he corrected, causing Johnny to roll his eyes and Pony to snicker.

Yeah, he could work with this.

[illdothehotvoice]

Hell yeah look at these goobers

Do you guys want to see my Ace Attorney pony town ponies-

[rhea-is-bored-again]

okay okay okay my idea is as follows:

Dallas x curtis!reader, like reader is soda’s twin sister or around the same age as him. basically they’re dating and the gang doesn’t know. so like there’s a rumble and everyone’s coming back to the curtis house to get cleaned up.

so like reader stayed home cus.. yeah. ANYWAYS basically dally goes to her and she helps clean him up, idk like sitting on his lap while wiping the blood off his face and scolding him for fighting again, and then darry or soda walks i and is like 😦. but then they’re like uh alr whatever 👍🏾.

pretty much just cute fluffy dally and reader

(i can’t explain anything so i hope this makes sense 😞)

ABSOLUTELY I LOVE THSI REQUEST AAA

salvatore

as soon as everyone piled back in with giddy smirks and covered in blood and bruises, you knew they won, and had a good time doing it.

dallas came and his blue eyes immediately scanned for you, and when he spotted you in the kitchen he gave you a dirty grin, and walked over to press a kiss to your mouth before your brothers came in.

you got the first aid kit as whoops and laughter went around, everyone smiling.

dallas was sitting in a dining room chair, and he patted his thighs as you came over and sat in his lap, gently dabbing antiseptic at the cut on his lip, making him wince and squeeze you hip.

"hurts, dolly."

"just hold still." you said wryly, but what you didnt notice was sodapop and pony snitching to darry and whispering to him, nudging his head at you two.

darry simply sighed and shook his head, making a "what could i have done?" face at his baby brothers, before catching your gaze and narrowing his eyes at you.

you jumped off dally's lap, caught.

darry sighed looks away, ignoring it for now, making dallas tug you back to standing between his legs, looking up at you with a sly expression.

"let 'em stare at my pretty doll. come over later, will you?"

"dont start, winston."

later that night, darry had a little chat with you.

"listen honey, i know you got everything under control and stuff, but dallas is dangerous, okay?"

you had expected it. you just say there and absorbed it.

"...i'll let it slide. but door stays open, come back by 12. i dont want you hanging around the wrong crowd, okay?"

you tried to hide a smile and patted his hand.

"i promise dar, it'll be fine."

he nodded, smiling softly. his baby sister was really growing up.

the next morning, you woke tangled in dally's sheets and his arms. sigh, darry had no idea.

a/n: i need a man like dallas. now. i hope we liked it, sorry updates are slow... ill get back!!

[thegreenhordes]

Pristine Journal - Mother's Woes

First Entry: I bought this journal for my alchemy recipes, poisons and potions and poultices. I have so many now that organizing them is simply a must. But to my delight, my sons bought me a proper recipe book in the upper city market just this morning! I know we have the coin to spare, but I've always tried to be frugal in my personal purchases. I don't dare say no to such sweet gifts from my boys, however! Eclipse told me it was my little Penumbra who suggested the recipe book as a gift, my sweet boy. My eldest has always been the more resilient and steadfast, but Penumbra is so very observant and curious. I hope he never loses that spark. I decided to use this journal to write as I please. Life updates, reminders, perhaps planning a soiree or two? My dear husband does love a good opportunity to show off his wealth to the common ponies. Pomp that he is, but I love him so. Third Entry: Reminder: I need more Amaranth and Dulcinea flowers. I appear to be running low on Baslisk venom- I'll need to go through all the hoops and red ribbon to get more of that imported, but staying stocked up on my reagents and ingredients is always worth it. And don't forget! Eclipse has training with Captain Freefall tomorrow. I'll need to wake him up early if he's going to be able to drag himself out of bed and to the training grounds. Eighth Entry: Penumbra scared me out of my wits today! Always so quiet, that foal, but his father finds it impressive so I won't discourage too much. I was in my nook preparing ingredients I needed for a potion- Eclipse has a bit of a cold, and my remedy will fix him right up!- I turned around to look for the cave mint and found myself looking down into the eyes of my youngest. I nearly jumped out of my hide! I ask him what he needs and he just asks to watch me work. It wasn't anything dangerous today so a I allowed it, but Moon and Stars, that gave me quite the fright! I did break one of my flasks, an old one I hadn't used in a while- the label was muddled so I couldn't read what it was. I had my boy sit on the opposite side of me to keep him away from it while I cleaned. other than that, the day was relatively peaceful. Eleventh Entry: I have a bit of a fever today, and I'm feeling dizzy. perhaps I caught Eclipse's cold. Regardless, I'm staying in bed today. Thirteenth Entry: I'm still feeling a bit woozy, but otherwise fine. Next week is Penumbra's birthday, and I wanted to get some things planned. I can't believe he's going to be ten! My sweet boy. To Do: - Pick up decorations from the craftspony I hired three months ago. - Order a cake from the baker- simple decorations, not too heavy on the frosting, Penumbra doesn't like things that are too sweet. - Pick up the gift I commissioned and finish wrapping the gifts my love and I made together. - Double check the guest list to see if there will be any last minute adjustments to seating. - Start preparing the ballroom for the event! Less hasty work later if we start now. Twenty-First Entry: I don't know what happened. I just.. Collapsed. One moment we were all singing and dancing, my little boy giggling as his older brother shoves cake in his mouth. The next, everything went black. I woke up an hour ago and have been trying to piece together what happened but nothing comes to me. My love says it was sudden and that everyone was concerned. The boys were scared, as was he. It was strange... While I strained my ears to listen to my husband, I just kept thinking about how good he smells. Final Entry: Reminder: Ask the physician why my teeth look like that. [The rest of the Journal is Empty.]

[azzz1in]

NEW INTRODUCTORY POST

i'm azzz1in. you can call me az(zz) or rin or rené

i'm genderfluid, panromantic, greysexual. atm i use any pronouns, preferably they/them, he/him, or xe/xem

my main language is english but i'll probably understand if you speak filipino. i also know a little bit of high german, esperanto, and toki pona

i'm neurodivergent, please be patient with me if i act weird sometimes ;^;

i also have a really bad phobia of mice/rats, please respect that :)

i write novels and sometimes poetry, i do programming in twine, i draw sometimes, and i'm obsessed with musical theatre. my favorite season is the rainy season (shoutout to tropical countries), my favorite color is #cfb6fa, and my zodiac sign is taurus

i like linguistics, ornithology, and psychology. sometimes i crochet, knit, speedrun minesweeper, watch vods of vtubers, and observe my excessive collection of plushies

i'm in too many fandoms to list right now, but i'll try: mouthwashing, arcane, cuphead, return of the obra dinn, undertale (don't know much about deltarune, sorry!), hfjone, spy x family, dandadan, alien stage, green eggs and ham, the worst witch, slay the princess, gravity falls, ena, hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, my little pony friendship is magic, ride the cyclone, wicked, heathers, hamilton, the amazing digital circus, the owl house, amphibia, cells at work, ace attorney, and percy jackson/heroes of olympus (might update this later)

so yeah that's basically it

[tippedarrows]

A pinned, finally!

So this was a long time coming! I'll do it now!

Hi! I'm Lukas! You can call me Louie if it makes it easier! I am 21, and I'll turn 22 in December so do be careful when interacting! I am also a gay trans man :)

My current/stagnant interests are:

- Mcsm , mostly Aiden, Romeo, and Jesse. It's a problem tbh

- Steven Universe!

- FNAF. ask me which games my favorite and what I think of the Moon animatronic (he is me I am him)

- Cookie run: Kingdom

- Welcome Home! The House (Home) and Frank Frankly are my favorites!! I do love to talk about them!!

- Batman! Batfamily, bat villains,..... Gotham the series..... yesss.....

- Dont Hug Me I'm Scared!

- My Little Pony... does this make a brony? god

- Night in the Woods!

- Undertale.

- I'm not into them anymore but I know way too much about Danganronpa and Identity V. That's a terrible pair. iykyk

- Doki Doki Literature Club!!!!!

- Adventure time.. also Fionna and Cake!

- Bigtop Burger

- mouthwashing

- dungeon meshi/delicious dungeon

I dont really know what to put here but I fw literally any ship. whatever you ship I've probably done weirder (dont doubt me), and I also love to explore complicated and toxic dynamics. It's not romanticizing, it's called being a writer who loved complication.

I also post a lot about my cat, Dewey!

Signing Open means my ask is open to ANYTHING! Requests, hcs, ideas, whatnot. All of it.

PLEASE message me on discord I BEG OF YOU. I'm a little socially anxious but I need friends. I have no friends

I take writing commissions! dm me for rules and prices :)

This will probably be updated sooner.. see you later!

[groovylittleclown]

I've been playing more pony town and wanted to show some of the skin styles I have!! I've made silly little names for the categories!! (totally not an excuse to show off skins and maybe ask for help)

First up: Two examples of my standard pony style, which I want to update but don't know how. Featuring Minty, one of my favorites, and Tidepool, an oc!! For these, I'll usually look at one or two pictures and try to wing it.

Then we have "this took so unbelievably long and I want to update them but I'm scared to mess it up and ruin it" with Boober and Shadow!! Boober took I think 3 hours and Shadow 5-6, both including breaks because I didn't feel like doing math. I had multiple pictures of both ponies and canon for references for them. I made them both last summer.

My "I'm actually gonna put in a good solid effort after who knows how long and my standards have been raised", I made Vash super recently, like a couple days ago. The same kinda deal with the references, I actually made a collage of canon and pony Vash pictures on google docs for this because I was tabbing away so much. I want to update the rest of my ponies to this style, but I'm dreading the amount of effort that will be. I'm also worried about switching too or from Vash in public because he's so different from the rest of them.. I love him tho!!

Here is my "I'm trying to update to fit the style but I haven't actually looked up reference pictures and don't want to put in the time to better them and just want it to be done" I don't know HOW to fix them up, and I'm actually super happy with how Duck looks now (he had his very own post!!) so I'm scared to mess him up.. I have no excuse for Miku. I was trying to add more color, it went horribly wrong, I'm sorry Miku..

Double Rick for "I just want to have this character, I'll fix them later" / "I gave up part way through and don't feel like addressing that" I don't have any notes, they're just here.

And last there's "I don't know what went wrong and I don't know how to fix it, I have an idea but there is no color option for that" I'm sorry Gobo.. You deserve better.. Mokey, Wembly, and Red all also fit in this category. I made them after Boober, when I was running out of effort steam and started coasting on what was easy. Side note, I'd love it if we could add vests, like, there's a color option in the standard shirt that I used for Flesh Curtains Rick, and if we could have something similar to that but with maybe another color where the "undershirt" is, it would make me very happy.

All the ponies have a hidden horn for ✨sparkles✨, Minty's is colored wrong, I'm just realizing, but it's so they glow at night.

I'm really happy with most of them!! Duck and Minty are still my favorite ponies, despite the outdated style, I just love the characters!! There's a bunch more I didn't show, but I felt like these got the category message across the best (and some are embarrassing.. sorry red and bonnie..) Haha!!

[love-bokumono-fics]

Fresh Crops! August 7 - August 13, 2023

This week's newest stories and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

A Year in Forget-Me-Not Valley - by actaeoncross; WIP, 2/?, 2.5k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Categories: F/M, Other Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationships: Gustafa/Reader, Gustafa/ OC, Nami/Pony | Aya | Jill; Characters: Gustafa, Daryl Additional Tags: Slice of Life Summary: Unable to meet her family's high expectations, Alchemy is sent away from the City and cut off by her parents to live with her disowned cousin Daryl. Her parents and brother hope she’ll learn a lesson about why it is important to be successful after living in the valley. An easy-going musician has Al questioning whether he’s trying to help out of her shell or if there’s something more to his kindness.

Calluses - by Dinomilkshakes; Complete, 3/3, 3.4k

Rating: Explicit; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Categories: F/M, Other Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Rock/Reader; Characters: Rock, Reader, Nami, Ruby | Lou, Takakura Additional Tags: **NOTE: Some tags have been removed to remain Safe For Tumblr. Please see AO3 for complete tag list** Creampie, Breeding Kink, Unrealistic Sex, because who cares its more fun to read that way, Mention of Sterilization, its important to the main story youll see why later, im allowed to be trans the way I wanna be if you wanna read it thats cool but dont judge me pls, Transgender, non-binary, Pregnancy, each chapter is going to have different stuff I think so its at your own discretion Summary: Calluses is a Succession of Stones extra episodes booklet. In which the farmer marries Rock. And creates an alternate universe for every 'what-if' situation.

A Succession of Stones - by Dinomilkshakes; WIP, 6/10, 26k

Rating: Explicit; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: Other, F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Rock/Reader-Insert; Characters: Rock, Takakura, Vesta, Matthew, Cecilia, Ramona, Sebastian, Ruby | Lou, Tei Additional Tags: **NOTE: Some tags have been removed to remain Safe For Tumblr. Please see AO3 for complete tag list** Blood, unemployment, Reader is Non-Binary and Trans, And likes to dye their hair. so sue me, Romance, Yes I'm sorry it's Rock I have brainrot, there will be children later. its A Wonderful Life so expect it, Friends to Lovers, Childhood Sweethearts, Childhood Friends, they/them pronouns, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Everytime I update the preview it changes chapter 2 into chapter 1 so I'm sick of that Summary: In which the farmer marries Rock. “My hands are calloused so that his won’t need to be.” - Shakespeare, probably. Living in the big city takes a turn for the worse as you lose your job! SO you make the move to the Forgotten Valley where you used to spend your youthful summers. Awesome. One of your childhood sweethearts still lives there- but this fucking guy won’t leave you alone! You can’t seem to get away. Bygone are the days of sitting alone in your apartment, whiling away the time. Unfortunately, you become fond of him- on days where he’s gone it feels like somethings missing. But who is this bum who won’t leave you alone, and why do you never see him working!? And could you possibly put up with him for the rest of your life..? In which we examine a situation in which the farmer has no other choice but to marry Rock, because the situation calls for it.

Stone Butch, High Femme - by Whybe123; WIP, 7/13, 20k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Muffy | Muumuu/Nami; Characters: Muffy, Nami, Molly, Lumina Additional Tags: Drabbles, One-Shots, Sapphic, I'll revive the harvest moon fandom myself if i have to, and im going to make it gay if i do it, Lesbians, wlw, Mutual Pining, Mild Angst, hurt comfort, Small Towns, Dating, Fluff, ALL THE FLUFF Summary: In light of Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life getting a remaster, I was faced with an obvious task; I gotta make this gayer. Enjoy the following disjointed collection of Muffy/Molly and Nami clumsily falling in love in that sleepy little valley we all came to love.

Tumblr Posts for A Wonderful Life Characters - by actaeoncross; WIP, 13/?, 16k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Multiple Characters x Reader; Characters: Celia | Seperia, Cody | Gordy, Daryl, Flora, Gustafa, Lumina, Marlin | Mash, Matthew, Molly | Muffy, Nami, Rock, Reader Summary: A collection of Tumblr posts for A Wonderful Life Characters x Reader prompts. The blog is an offshoot of my main and should be found under AWL Imagines.

Lady Of Grasstrail Farms - by FromADenOfBeasts; WIP, 43/?, 55k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Pioneers of Olive Town Relationship: Female Farmer/Lars; Characters: Female Farmer, Lars, Laura, Angela, Clemens, Damon, Jack, Emilio, Reina, Victor, Gloria, Simon, Jesse Additional Tags: My First AO3 Post, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Supportive Big Brother, honestly the best big brother ever, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Wish Fulfillment, Mysterious Origins, Childbirth Summary: A young woman named Vallon quits her job and follows her heart to Olive Town, where her family has roots deeper than she ever thought. Now she has to contend with new neighbors, ancient magic, and getting the hang of farming a wild land. Can she cope on her own, or can she at least find someone to share it with?

I Love You, I Truly Mean It - by rainbowcoral; Complete, 2/2, 4.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandoms: Trio of Towns Relationships: Female Farmer/Lisette; Characters: Female Farmer, Lisette Additional Tags: Love Confessions, LGBTQ Female Character, Declarations Of Love, First Love, Romance, Sweet, Healthy Relationships, Love Summary: Holly doesn't love Lisette as a friend. She loves her, but she loves her romantically. Lisette loves fairy tales, and she wants to be loved as if she were a princess. To Lisette's surprise, Holly loves to listen to her talk about fairy tales.

Tempest - by HouraiTeahouse; Complete, 1/1, <1k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: Gen Fandom: Trio of Towns Character: Kasumi Additional Tags: This is not apologism, Pre-Canon, Relatives to Enemies Summary: Kasumi loves her father.

[keefiswhoiam]

June 03 - 2024 Monday

10:19pm

4/10

I'm losing focus of the point of this journal, to express myself and rehash my day as if explaining it to someone else. I'm still iffy with having it public, or more like I'm iffy having my identity tied to it. I'd be okay with it if it was anonymous but it's already known. And I don't want to just make a new blog because I want it to be cohesive.

This morning my mom called me at 6am to wake me up so I could get my little sister up. She is 17 and I said she should be able to get herself up for school and it's not helping that this behavior is enabled. It is NOT my job to be doing this.

When I woke up for real it was raining so I couldn't mow. Instead I shaved my body smooth. For breakfast I took one of my frozen breakfast sandwiches and chopped it up to mix it into some rice. Also with onions. I thought it was going to turn out weird/bad but it was actually pretty good so I might do it again sometime.

Before work my mood plummeted and I just couldn't do it anymore. I laid in bed and had a good cry for about an hour before I felt good enough to get back up and start working. I knew I couldn't afford to take the first work day of the month off.

For work I warmed up with human gestures since that would help with the commission today. Then I cranked out this $55 commission which meet my quota almost perfectly. I went about 10 minutes over which wasn't too bad. Since I had started late, it was nearly lunch time when I ended. Before lunch I decided to take some much needed personal time which ate into my lunch hour. As a result, I just made a can of spaghettios and was still a little late to my afternoon period.

I did today's request confidently and opened the file I was working on for idea requests next. I realized I really hate this idea system and it doesn't seem to be very popular so I decided to scrap the idea and I'll figure something else out for the time block. Instead of drawing anything, I removed links to the request form and updated all my profile pics since I forgot to do that. Then I worked on my pony avatar for an hour and got the armature set up.

My therapy appointment originally got set back an hour but the other guy cancelled so I was back on for my normal time. I read my therapy journal to him like usual and we talked about this depressive episode I've been in and a bit about triggers and socializing. At the end I had to quickly squeeze in reading him my homework which was to compile all the relationships I think have contributed to my trust difficulties. My homework for the next couple weeks is to try and identify triggers and practice awareness of how I'm feeling without overthinking it.

After therapy I sat around trying to figure out what to do. DS's friends seemed like they wanted to do an art jam but I correctly guessed that nothing was actually going to come of it. Other than that I waited for DS to get back to me. While she worked on her fursuit, we watched 600lb life. She couldn't actually stream it so I only got the audio. I worked on BD's avatar re-texture just getting it set up for the real work to get done later. Then I booted up the Roblox car game and made the brave move to open up about my feelings for a bit since I haven't done that in awhile. It was a good idea and I learned I need to start speaking up again for my own sake AND for others. In bed we did our puzzles and I finished my car run. For the last 30ish minutes of my day, I watched funny videos.

[strider-rambles]

intro post ig

hey. i'm dave. at least for this blog my pronouns are he/him/his. that's kinda all that's really. important to know. no lore drops just yet

this account is just to let me ramble. i'm a kin, but, between you and me, this might be a different kind of mental illness i might do a bit of web weaving idk yet but yeah. uh

tags i'll probably be using: #strider rambles <- general rambles #strider asks <- for asks #emo shit <- for the emo shit #weaving webs <- weaving webs. these are most likely just gonna be homestuck related. one trick pony up in here #music <- MAYBE? probably not, but just in case #misc <- obviously for other shit

ALSO. very important. forgot to fucking say this, but if you're into fucking stridercest or wtv. please leave me alone that shits weird as hell amen this'll be updated later on probably lmfao but yeah. welcome to the shitshow, homies

if any other kins wanna interact feel free to. no guarantee i'll respond buuut you know

[glitchylaptop]

New Pin Post / New Year Special ☆!

Heeeeeeello there! Como estan jeje :], I was finally able to update this and improve some things, buuut in order not to make the introduction so looooong, we are...!

Ok ok so, why that name? Why with a theme from the Super Mario Brothers franchise? And among other things that maybe they will have their answer later and well, here you have my little introduction!

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Hello again hehe, as you see it is not surprising that my name is Glitchy but you can call me a nickname or just Glitch honestly, the reason for my name is "unknown" :)

Your Glitchy Hostess to serve you ✨

I'm the main and only Host at the moment (there's a possibility that there are two Hosts but I am thinking about it) of the Super Glitchy 64 System! And you will see that I am mostly the one who fronts the most but whatever! And my color text, as you already saw, is black, pink, purple and blue in order, because they're my favorite colors in order (not because I'm bisexual xd) but sometimes it will just be the basic black text

We are fictive heavy, although there's two others alters and then me, but if you want to know the list of all the members:

~

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. ࿐࿔ THERE YOU GO!.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　　　 ੈ✧̣̇˳·˖✶

Now here are some basic information about me if you are interested in reading hehe!

I'm currently 19 years old, my birthday is June 9, my native language is spanish but it is supposed to be english but meh! I mostly speak spanish than english, I don't have the best english so sorry for any mistakes I have ^^"

My pronouns are she/her and I'm pansexual, I'm currently taked with my girlfriend, I used to date a boy but currently I don't know what happened to him, I just hope he's okay

I currently have a hyperfixation with Murder Drones (as seen on the V-themed blog) and you may see me reblog other hyperfixations but my main focus is Murder Drones (I don't care if the series has already ended for a long time, I'll still be waiting for the season 2, "but that will never happen" I KNOW, I KNOW VERY WELL but let me be happy with that non-canon thought in my head)

Even if I mostly reblog hyperfixations, I also reblog random things, like photos, gifs, art, ect, things that do not include a specific fandom, here I also warn you that sometimes I reblog suggestive/NSFW/+18 things but I reblog those things in the early morning when I'm not sleepy or bored lol. Also if you see posts posted between 10 pm to 3 am, they are posts in queue

Sometimes I would like to post random things, like my drawings or opinions, but I'm honestly a lil embarrassed, I'm even embarrassed to meet and talk to people, I don't mind meeting and making new friends, but sometimes I have negative thoughts

Even if I said that I have hyperfixations, none of them compare to the great love, affection and comfort that I have for Super Mario 64. That game was somehow part of my childhood along with other games that I played as a child with my brother, like Mario Kart 64 or the DS version of Super Mario 64 but the original Super Mario 64 takes the crown, although I had hyperfixations like Frozen and My Little Pony, Super Mario 64 remained saved and marked in my childhood heart ♡

And here I don't know what else to say, I would say more about Super Mario 64 or my likes but that would be going on too long, if you want to know something about me, don't hesitate to ask me!

Oki doki! Well, I hope I haven't bored you with some things about me, so let's move on to this next part:

‧˚₊꒷︶☆︶꒷꒦⊹EDIT REQUESTS INFO ☆!‧˚₊꒷︶☆︶꒷꒦⊹

Ok ok then, next I will give you an explanation of what I can do, the whitelist/blacklist and sources!

So far I can make icons, headers, layouts, moodboards, stimboards, reply icons, gifs. Maybe in the future my edition will change or add more things

WHITELIST ♡!

Glitchcore (obviously hehe), vaporwave, cyberpunk, starcore, spacecore, horrorcore, any aesthetic honestly but I'll have to check if it's problematic or not

My hyperfixations or brainrots that I have, sometimes if you request something related to something I like at the moment I would be so happy to do it :3

Any character and ship that are ok for me, of course I also know that not all characters and ships will be ok for me

BLACKLIST ♡!

An aesthetic that is problematic or that I don't feel comfortable doing

No source honestly, but problematic sources are selective

Any problematic character (depending on what actions they did) and problematic ship (there are some ships that I hate or make me uncomfortable)

SOURCES ★!

Here I was too lazy to put specific sources, so I made this list: movies, series, webseries, video games, webcomics, comics, animes, ocs, etc. I can make problematic sources but as I said, they are selective

Mmm, what else is there to put here? Oh yes! I don't have a DNI but I can block you if you discomfort me, but for now thanks for reading! <3

[nnay-naee]

Lineart done. I'll make a new post for the color or this one'll be 5km long

I'm sorry.

I'll keep you updated on this.

[ghostshadow-k-r]

I promised to update evryday,but that was just a lie, isn't it?

(Actually,I'll try my best to update everyday)

Trick Chess was the evil supreme leader of a secret organization which was called D.I.C.E They often make pranks and jokes which caused they are not welcomed in most of the events.

During childhood,he was an orphan who lives alone in a bad environment.Lack of nutrition for a long time have caused him to be smaller than his peers.But gladly,he had met the other members of the D.I.C.E that time.(Most of them are bat-ponies)After that,they lived together as a family,and they set upped D.I.C.E

Actually,his parents was a vampire bat-pony and also an umbrum.He never met them before,but he could barely guesses which creature they are since he inherited those traits.Most of time,he will wear his D.I.C.E leader cap to hid his ear (Since vampire bat-pony could be recognized through their ears) and also wear shoes to hid his hooves (Umbrum's hooves was different with ponies) Also,his eyes did glow in the dark,and he did have an umbrum form (Maybe I'll draw that later)

After that,he entered Hope's Peak Academy and met his classmates there.Maybe,he could learn more about being honest at there?

[keywest-princess]

Ok so this is a project I've been working on for awhile now, about 6 years but I finally did it. I finished making my outsiders oc.

This will just be just a little guide to her. I'll probably edit and update this in the future if need be. But for now enjoy!

Also shout out to @littledickenergy-wow for helping me with her background!

Also tw for sex work

@bigboyliam

(Ps the line art is a little funky because I couldn't find the pen I normally use so I had to make due, just don't look at her for too long)

Name: Bernadette Schuyler.

Nickname: Birdie or 'Dear Girl'

Birthday: October 6, 1945

Age: 20 years old.

Occupation: college student

Sign: Libra

Appearance: Bernadette is a tall, curvy woman with long hair usually worn up in a ponytail with angled eyebrows and green eyes. She wears a dark sleeveless dress with light colored boots paired with a simple belt.

When she was younger in high school, Bernadette's hair was short and fluffy, worn usually with a ribbon or other hair accessories.

Personality: Bernadette is a naturally very kind, talkative and endlessly curious girl who shows great interest in people's unique physical features and is easily distracted by them. Due to this, Bernadette can be very blunt, often asking rather invasive or off-puttig questions.

Bernadette is an affectionate person and a "free spirit," Someone who has a genuine passion for learning new and strange things and isn't afraid to speak her mind or show how she feels. She seems to like knowing more than others, but not in a proud way, as she just enjoys explaining things to people and sharing her knowledge. She is mentioned to act like a kindergartener due to her childish glee.

She is very enthusiastic, affable, and cheery, and is always seen moving. She shows her compassionate side with her friends by making food for them or buying them something she saw them eyeing recently. However, she has shown a more stotic nature during various situations. Thanks to her inquisitive and chatty demeanor, she is a notably level-headed individual, though she comes off as an "airhead" most of the time.

Despite her happy-go-lucky personality, Bernadette is fierce in a fight. When the situation calls for it, Bernadette can be very calm and focused. Her curiosity never seems to extend to whoever she is fighting and she can always maintain her focus on taking then out.

During a rumble one time in high school, Bernadette showed great judgement, aptitude and anger, a side which she does not display often. Her strong heart is what has allowed her to climb the ranks of her status amongst her peers.

Backstory: Bernadette is a descendant of Philip Schuyler, an American general in the Revolutionary War and a US Senator. She was born in Albany, New York but moved to Tulsa when she was 14 when her parents divorced. In high school she became close friends with Darry and later joined the cheerleading squad her freshman year. She became well acquainted with the Curtis family, often coming over after school to do homework with Darry or hang out with him while he watched his brothers while their parents were out together.

Despite being close friends in high school, Darry and Bernadette fell out of touch after graduation when she left to attend college in Virginia. Only a few years later learning about the unfortunate passing of his parents, Bernadette and Darry began to exchange letters about what will happen to Pony and Soda. She expresses her concerns for all three of them and tells Darry that she can come home to help him in any way- either financially or emotionally, to which of course he refuses.

Even so, Bernadette makes the decision to leave college and come back home to Tulsa, saying that the brothers situation at hand was more important than her studies would ever be. After dropping out and moving back in with her mother, Bernadette was able to get a job as a sex worker to help support Darry financially whenever he needed it. He expressed his disgust at Bernadette's work, saying that she should've stayed in Virginia, and that she was too good for this type of work, but knows that she wouldn't be stopping anytime soon.

Likes: Pomegranates, lilies, guns, baking, true crime, and early mornings.

Dislikes: sheer fabric (doesn't like how it feels), spiders, cramped or small spaces, cops, scary movies, and dogs (she's actually just scared if them).

Fun facts about her:

She's considered the best long range shot in Tulsa

She can write short hand

She collects weird things like keychains

She gets motion sickness easily, this is why she prefers walking to driving

Although she's a good fighter, she tends to stay out of rumbles and such because it can interfere with her work

[jj-iz-bae]

Wild Wild Horses

Blurb prompt "Are you hurt?"

Requested with other prompts; doing this one as a separate concept cuz it's been in my head.

Jj Maybank x Reader

Note: so I'm a horse trainer and have been thinking about this type of thing with JJ. I hope you enjoy! ❤️

Jj loved to visit y/N at work. He would bring water and food. Sometimes he would even bring her favorite coffee, which just made her heart swell with joy. Today was just like any other day, she had to get up around 7am to head to the barn. Per usual, Jj's arms clung around her waist tighter at the sound of the alarm going off. Y/N smiled at his cuddly form, snoozing the alarm. She turned to face him and kissed his nose lightly. He opened his sapphire eyes just a bit, peaking at her. " I hate when you have to get up early on the weekends" Jj groaned as he snuggled into her neck, kissing softly. " Baby I have to get dressed" y/N giggled, wiggling out of Jj's grip and over to the dresser. Jj watched her closely with half lidded eyes. She was wearing his t-shirt which hung just below her ass. He smiled to himself as he curled up with the covers once y/N was in the bathroom.

20 or so minutes later, y/N came out with her y/h/c hair up in a pony tail. She wore her work shirt, which was just a t-shirt with the logo on it. Jj loved her pants. She called them britches. The way the tight pants hugged her curves and highlighted her long legs drove him crazy. Y/N walked over to the bed with socks in her hand, sitting them down to put them on. "When is your first lesson, babe?" JJ asked as he watched y/N pull on her socks. "9 is the first one but I have to bring the horses I'm not using outside before the kids show up." y/N explained as she leaned back towards JJ and kissed his lips. " You work too much, y/n" JJ said as he traced her jawline with his fingers, still half asleep. Y/N kisses his hand before standing up. "I do what I love, J. If it's ever too much I'm not afraid to ask for help. But I've been hauling hay bails and training babies since I was a kid. I promise I'm fine." y/N smiled down at JJ. He quickly sat up and hugged around her waist. Well if we're being technical he was more hugging her ass due to the fact that she was standing and he was still sitting in bed. " I love when you talk all farm girl,baby. And I really love these pants." JJ playful whacks y/n's ass as she starts to pull away laughing. "Well then, beach boy, maybe this farm girl will need help taking them off later." y/N smirks as she walks out of the room. Jj groans and lays back in bed. Y/N laughs while pulling her boots on and shouting goodbye to Jj before heading out the door.

*******

Jj had been wandering around the house for hours. He didn't know what to do with himself. He cleaned so random things. He made some food. It was just plain boring when y/N was at work. Jj pulls out his phone as he grabs his car keys. He quickly texts y/N and heads out the door.

Y/N was teaching 4 young girls when he arrived, coffee and cinnamon roll in hand. He smiled watching how animated she was teaching the kids and explaining the actions of the horses. Jj smiled at some of the mothers watching their children ride around the ring. The women know him well. He was around more often than not, helping y/N do whatever was needed just to be around her. One of the moms shouted to y/N, "y/N, your coffee is here!" y/N turns around confused before seeing Jj waving at her. She walked over to Jj, actually she walked backwards towards Jj as she continue to teach and watch her students ride around. "There you go, Abby! Open that outside rein and squeeze with that inside leg to keep him on that rail!" y/N yells excitedly as she leaned against the fence in front of JJ. "Did you get bored without me already?" y/N joked quickly pecking him on the lips after he hands her coffee over. " That and I missed the ponies." He smiled as you sipped your coffee and smiled at his comment. "Tell you what, you go walk around and say hello to all the fur babies and I'll finish this last lesson. I'm going to take a ride on Veronica after this so you can keep me company." y/N says as she starts to walk towards the middle of the riding ring. "Sounds good, Darlin'" JJ answered as he pulled a plastic bag of carrots out from behind his back, super prepared to go feed and cuddle ponies.

*******

Y/N had finished her lesson and now had Veronica on cross ties, tacking her up. Jj stood infront of the tall young horse scratching her face. "She's so pretty! What's her story again?“ JJ inquired while scratching down Veronica's neck. Y/N finished putting the saddle on and turned towards JJ." Well she is a retired racejorse at the age of 5 due to an injury. When we got her she was so nervous that she wouldn't eat unless I was there holding the grain bucket for her. She's gotten a lot better but still needs a lot of work. Luckily, we get along well and I'm happy to work with her. " y/N explained as she buckled her helmet and put Veronica's bridle on her.

Y/N, JJ and Veronica walked out to the ring, where jj leaned against the fence and watched y/N hop on Veronica with ease and practice. "Good girl, Ronnie." y/N cooed as she started walking around the ring. Y/n started to ask Veronica for a faster pace, which Veronica did beautifully. Jj watched in awe as y/N made the horse turn in a hundred different directions but didn't seem to move a muscle. Jj heard a car in the distance but didn't pay to much attention to it. The car grew louder as it drew closer. With a sudden punch on the gas, everything went to shit.

At the loud sound of some idiot gunning his car pretty close by, Veronica leaped into the air. Luckily, y/N had experience with riding through bucks and bolts of all sorts but JJ still felt his heart in his throat. Y/N remained calm, cooing to the horse to try and calm her down while pulling the reins to steer/try to stop her. Veronica soon began to calm down but her eyes were large and she was alert. "Well that was interesting!" y/N laughed breathing heavily when she reached JJ and asked the horse to stand. "I'm glad you found it interesting because I about shit my pants over here! “ Jj explained while running his hands through his hair. Jj lifted his head just as someone drove by the arena in a tractor. All he saw was hooves and grey fur. Veronica had no feet on the ground and was now galloping around the arena like a mad women. Wait. Jj looked at Veronica before standing up in shock and climbing over the fence. Y/N was on the ground in heap. Jj run towards her and pulled her into his arms. "Y/N, are you OK? Look at me babe! Wiggle your fingers and toes. Are you hurt? “ JJ tried to mimick what he had heard y/N say to kids how had fallen off in her lessons." Fucking asshole... He had to drive the damn tractor by right now! “ y/N cursed while taking a mental checklist of her body. Shit. Her arm." My arm is bad, J" y/N started to try and get to her feet, clinging on to Jj for support since her right arm was cradled across her body. "I have you. Take your time. I'm taking you to the ER." JJ states trying to stay calm but was honestly super concerned that you were down playing your injuries.

Upon standing fully, y/N started to cry while clutching her arm. A Co worker came running through the gate. "Shit, JJ if she's not back on the horse already she's really hurt! “ the co worker explained as JJ hugged y/N close." Is Ronnie OK?" y/N pulled away fromJJ looking around for the mare. Her Co worker had just caught the horse by her reins and was walking towards them. "She's OK y/N! I'll make sure she gets back to her stall OK. Please just let JJ take you to the hospital!“ she exclaimed walking by them. Jj wrapped an arm around Y/N's waist and started walking her towards the car knowing that y/N would try and go to the horse to make sure she was OK. That's one of the things JJ loved most about her. She cared so much for others especially animals. She would put herself in harms way to help them. Y/N didn't try and pull away. She knew her arm was broken. Jj lowered y/N into the passenger seat before running around to the driver's side and hopping in.

Jj got to the hospital in record speed. Y/N held his hand the whole way there. Her left hand in his as he drove. Every few moment, JJ would bring y/N's hand to his lips, leaving little reassuring kisses on her hand. Jj helped y/N out of the car and into the ER. The first place the ER sent them was to Xray. Y/N sat next to Jj, just leaning into him. "I feel so bad that Ronnie is so nervous. She seems like something happened to her to make her afraid of everything." y/N voiced just above a whisper, trying to keep her voice down in the waiting room. Jj laughed lightly before pressing his lips to her temple." Your arm is snapped like a piece of celery and you're still thinking about the horse. Unbelievable." JJ commented as y/N laughed. Y/N got called into the x Ray pretty immediately after jj's comment so she just shot him a look before following the nurse to the xray room. Jj picked up his phone and stepped out of the waiting room as soon as y/N was out of sight. He quickly pressed a few things on his phone before placing it to his ear. "Hello. This is JJ, y/N boyfriend. We are at the ER she's in getting an xray now. Pretty sure her arm is broken" JJ explained as your boss thanked him for the update and told him to give y/N her best. "Wait before you go," JJ interrupted as y/N's boss started to say good bye., "she's really worried about Veronica. Is she OK?" JJ asked. Y/N boss sighed on the phone before chuckling. "only y/N would be more concerned over the horse than her own broken arm!" her boss exclaimed and JJ laughed nodding his head even though no one can see him "that's exactly what I've been saying" JJ jokes with her boss. After y/N boss assures jj that Veronica is perfectly fine, JJ returns to the waiting room. A nurse walks out into the room and calls JJ Maybank. Jj quickly stood and walked towards the nurse. The nurse smiled and asked him to follow her. As the nurse led jj down several hallways, the nurse started talking to Jj. "y/N absolutely has a broken arm. She will need a cast. She didn't want to get it on without you there. Said she needed your color recommendation." the nurse smiled over her shoulder. Jj laughed "That sounds like her. Thank you for bringing me back." JJ responds politely before following the nurse into a room. Y/N sat looking at several different colors. "J! Just the guy I wanted to see! “ y/N exclaimed upon seeing him. Jj laughed and sat down next to her." OK I heard you need my amazing design skills to pick a color. What are our options? " JJ sassed as he put his arm over your shoulders. Y/N pointed to a royal blue, a light blue and a hot pink. Jj hummed in thought at the colors. "OK so no on the light blue cuz it will get dirty real quick and knowing you, you will be back at the barn tomorrow." JJ explained as y/N just laughed. "I like the blue but I think you should go pink cuz if you ever need to signal for help, you're all set!“ Jj smiled as y/N just laughed. The nurse giggled too hearing JJ over analyzing the colors." See! This is why I needed him!“ y/N told the nurse through laughs. Pretty soon the doctor came in and cleaned y/N's arm before putting on the plaster cast and wrapping it in a pretty pink tape. Once her arm was wrapped and placed in a sling, JJ helped her back in the car and drove them home.

Once they finally got home, it was dark out. Y/N got out of the car and walked into the house. She layed on the couch and groaned. "That was a hell of a day." y/N huffed as JJ throw his keys onto the coffee table and lifting your legs to sit next to you. "You can say that again" JJ said, brushing off some dirt that was still all over her. Y/N phone dinged and she looked at it smiling. She turned the phone to show JJ. It was a video of Veronica in her stall, eating hay, happy as a clam. The caption on the video read don't worry, mom, I'm OK! Jj smiled at the video "She's completely fine just like I said" jj said looking at y/N's smile. "I know I'm crazy but I always worry about the horse when this happens."y/n laughed as she sat up and stood up walking to their shared bedroom. Jj followed her just in case she needed help with anything. He walked into your bedroom to find you struggling to pull of your dirt covered clothes." Here let me help you there, cutie! “ JJ giggled as he walked towards you, slowly guiding the shirt off your head and over the broken arm. Jj's hands then traveled down to undo her britches at which point y/N started laughing" You know, earlier when I said I might need help out of these later, this isn't what I had in mind." y/N admits while laughing. Jj chuckles sliding the britches down your legs and letting you hold onto his shoulder for balance." Me either, y/N, me either"

OK so this came out way longer than I intended but whatever lol. Hope you like it! Here's a picture of the real Veronica that is now much much better with her anxiety and is the most beautiful creature on planet earth😍

[eliniei]

Those Hard Days - Chapter 41

Summary: Rae’s brother always made sure she was tough as nails. But when her father flips her world upside down, will she find that there’s a limit on how strong she can be?

Warnings: Rape/Non-con (non-graphic, fade-to-black), child abuse, underage drinking, underage smoking, drug use, violence, major character death

AO3: here Fanfiction.net: here

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Chapter 41 - Help

When Rae was woken up with a nudge, she opened her eyes to see Darry, half dressed, standing over here.

"Sorry, Rae. We gotta get goin’ soon," he said, eyes full of sadness, dark circles forming underneath. The last time she’d seen that look in his eyes was when… “I set out a set of Pony’s clothes for you.” 

She nodded and started to uncurl herself from her human ball she’d been sleeping in. Her body was stiff, her knees and hands stung like hell. Darry walked out of the room and she went into the bathroom to clean up. As the hot water filled up the bathtub, flashes of last night played through her head.

She remembered the fight. She remembered the mud and her bruised cheek. She looked at her face in the mirror and saw where she had been crying, the long trails of dried water breaking through the filth on her face. She imagined him. The entire scene replayed in her head.

"Dally…," she said, her chest growing tight. She took a few long breaths, but the tears came anyway, and she knew when there was a knock on the door, that they could hear her crying, too. 

"Rae?" Carrie asked, softly.  "Can I come in?" She didn’t wait for the answer, though, and pushed open the door. Rae knew she looked pathetic. Gripping the bathroom sink with her injured hands, shoulders and knees shaking with every sob that spilled out of her lips. Her friend closed the door behind her. “Let me help you, okay?”

She didn’t have the strength in her to disagree, and let the other girl help her out of her clothes and bandages, and deposit her in the bath. Carrie grabbed a washcloth and started wiping the dirt away from her body. 

“It’ll be okay, ya know?” 

"How could it?" she asked, her voice hoarse. “I’ve only ever had one person in this world and now he’s gone.”

"Now, hush,” her friend said, rather forcefully. “I know it’s gonna be hard. I know it’s gonna take a lot of strength. But, Rae, every one of us in this house is just as much your family as he was. You can rely on us." Rae was silent, but she watched a tear slide down Carrie’s face. She sucked in a shaky breath before she continued. “We’re not gonna let you drown.” She wiped Rae’s dirty face, and took a closer look at the bruise forming on her cheek. “God, he got you good, didn’t he?”

Less than twenty minutes later, Rae was dried off and rebandaged. She sat at the dining room table, staring at the pattern of the wood, as Carrie brushed her hair out. There was a knock at the front door. Two-Bit opened it to find his mother standing on the other side. 

“You guys ready?” she asked, softly. Her son turned and looked at the two girls at the table. Darry came around the corner from the hallway wearing a nice button-down and dress slacks.

“Oh, hey, Barb.”

“Hello, honey. Do you wanna ride with us?”

“Yeah, sure, that’s sounds fine.” He lifted his suit coat from the side of the couch and slipped it on. Two-Bit came over to Rae and held his hand out. 

“We gotta go, kid,” he said. She stared at his hand for a few long seconds. All she wanted to do was crawl back into bed. She didn’t care what the state decided anymore. But he reached down and took her arm. “We won’t make ya talk.” She sighed through her nose and let him lift her from her chair. When they met his mother by the door, she didn’t say anything, just tucked Rae’s wet hair behind her ear and nodded.

They made their way back to Mrs. Mathews’ car and down to the police station, where they split with Darry and were taken into the room Patricia was waiting in. She shook hands with Barb as Rae dropped herself into the chair closest to the window and crossed her arms. 

"Here's the deal," the caseworker said as they sat down. "As of this morning, officers in New York have found your father and taken him into custody. He will be shipped back here and questioned.”

Rae nodded, staring down at the table. The woman continued talking, but she stopped listening. Anger overcame her sadness for a moment. Her-Their father. This was all his fault. Dally might still be alive if...if...If Dally had just hung on for another night…

...Would it really have mattered, in the end?

"And you’ll have to identify the body.” Her head shot up. What?

"I don't think-" Two-Bit's mother started, quickly.

"No," Rae interrupted. "I'll do it. Do I...do I get to keep his personal items?" She tried to mirror her brother’s angry eyes as she looked at Patricia.

“Well, the clothes will be burned, of course, but once you’re confirmed to be his immediate family, yes.” She took a deep breath and looked off to the window.

“Fine. When do we go?”

“Well, his body is here, in the station. We could go now and get it over with, if you’d like.” 

She stood up from her metal chair and followed her caseworker to the morgue, Two-Bit on her heels. They were brought to a windowed room. Inside was a table with a large white sheet covering up what she could only assume was her brother’s body. She sucked in a deep breath, and her friend grabbed her hand, tightly. The county coroner came into the room as well.

"Is your name Rae Lee Winston?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. He asked a few other questions about her age and her parents. Finally…

"Was your brother Dallas Tucker Winston?" Her hand tightened around Two-Bit’s.

"Yes." A man in a white coat she hadn’t noticed before stood by her brother’s body. He folded the white sheet over, just enough to expose his head and shoulders. 

And there he was. 

Dally's shock of blonde hair. Wasn’t it funny how her hair was so dark and his so light? 

She examined his face, his high cheekbones, and sharp chin. His skin was paler than normal, but he was still handsome. She’d always thought that. Her eyes filled with tears, but she couldn’t tear them away.

"Is this Dallas Tucker Winston?"

"Yes," Rae answered trying to keep her voice from faltering. 

"Thank you," he said with a nod. "I'll…leave you alone for a few minutes if you’d like. When you’re finished you can collect his things.”

"Sure, thanks," she responded. “Can I...can I go in there?”

“Of course.” He led her into the room where his body was. She slid her hands out of Two-Bit’s.

“I’ll be right outside,” he said. And then they were alone. She went over to Dally and looked down at him.

"So, he we are," she started. She sighed and closed her eyes. A few tears dropped down her cheeks. "Damnit, Dally." Some drops landed on his face, just like the night before. "Look at what you're doing to me. Didn’t you ever think about how I’d feel? Was it worth it? I loved Johnny too, ya know.” She paused for a second, imagining his smiling face. “You have no idea how much I wanted to be like you." She looked up and laughed. "Now who do I look up to?" She stopped to wipe her tears. "I'm lost, Dally. I need you. I miss you. I-I love you. Wasn’t that enough?" 

Her anger began to rise inside of her. It was too much. Everything was...too much. 

"Damnit, Dally!" she yelled and hit the metal tabletop with one fist. She must have hit the edge because  a sharp pain ran up her arms and she cried out. 

"Rae." Two-Bit was through the door in an instant. She spun towards him, holding her hurt hand in the other.

“I-I just…” He walked the few strides to her and looked over at his friend's body. His jaw clenched and he pushed past Rae to cover Dally’s head up again. Panic clawed up her throat. “No-don’t-” He paused, hands ready to grab the sheet. “I’m…” She released a shaky breath. “I’m almost done.” 

Two-Bit nodded and dropped his arms. She looked back down at his face, chin quivering. She was so reluctant to leave. If she left, she’d never see him again. If she left, it’d be real. If she left, she’d have to face her friends. She’d have to...to move on without him. He’d been her life for so long. How would she ever be able to live without him?

As if knowing what she was thinking, her friend wrapped one arm around her.

“We’ll help you,” he said, his own voice cracking. “We’ll do this together, okay?” Her breath hitched as she inhaled and her face crumpled again.

“How?” she whined. “How do we do this?” He wiped his cheek and pulled her into him.

“Just like this, Rae,” he said, sadness in his voice. “Just like this.” She buried her face into his shoulder and started sobbing in his arms. 

Finally, she let Two-Bit cover his head back up. The coroner waited with a plastic bag. She took it and they were lead back to the room where his mother and Patricia were still talking. Barb looked up and was on her feet at the site of both teenager’s swollen faces. 

“Oh honey,” she said, tucking her foster daughter in her arms. 

“I think that’s enough for today,” the other woman said, standing from her chair. “When we have more information, I’ll give you a call.” Mrs. Mathews nodded. Patricia went to leave the room, but paused next to Rae.

“I’m...truly sorry,” she started. “I know he loved you a lot. He was in here every few days asking for updates.” And she was gone.

When the three of them had gathered themselves, they went back into the lobby. Darry sat in a chair, waiting for them. When he noticed them heading towards him, he stood in one fluid motion.

“How’d it go?” he asked Barb, joining them on their way out.

“They found him in New York,” she confirmed. “He’ll be brought back here for questioning, possibly a trial if they feel they have enough to go on.” She tilted her eyes toward Rae and sighed. Worry filled her expression. “It’s...going to be tough.”

“Does she have to go back to her other foster family?”

“No,” she answered. “Since he’ll be in custody they don’t feel she’s in danger anymore, so she can stay with me again. What about your brothers?”

“Well, there will be a trial for Bob’s murder,” he started. “And the judge will decide what happens based on the outcome.”

“What a mess.” Darry nodded.

“Yeah, no shit.”