#rudy's date

[bucketyd]

Alerudy doodle (ft. poor vaqueros)

[rubybbrown]

wish i had you here 😍😍

[until-another-one-comes]

It pisses me off that no one spoke out against Rudy for renaming himself Rex.

I'm mad at Rudy, but remember this dude had been living in a tank for most of his life, so it's understandable that he still doesn't fully understand these things. Maybe he thought taking Rex's name is sort of the same thing as how some people name their children after someone they want to honor.

But the fact that literally EVERYONE ELSE just rolled with it was so crazy. Not a SINGLE person objected to it or at least tried to talk him out of it or say that it's not right. Amanda called him Rex instantly and neither Eve or Kate (who both knew Rex for a long time) said anything. What the hell????

[cod-dump]

Has teen Gaz or Price ever walked in on Teen Simon and Teen Soap making out or just kissing when they finally get together?

Holding Your Hand (teen!Ghost au)

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Three months. It had been three months since Johnny confessed to Simon and Simon stuttered out returning affections. The mall parking lot wasn’t the ideal place for such a thing, but Johnny couldn’t hold it back anymore.

They were together, but no one has exactly been able to actually notice. They were so nervous, barely able to hold hands. Sitting close enough that their shoulders touched was as much as either could manage. It was cute but also sad. Kyle expected more from them, at least more eagerness to hold hands.

Alejandro was there when they confessed. He was in his car, waiting for Simon to get in when it happened. His father’s stolen cigarette fell from his lips in shock before he called Rudy. Simon had to deal with Alejandro for those three months. His near insufferable best friend who wanted to know every detail that has happened between him and Johnny.

“You two are driving me crazy! You think Val and I waited that long to-“

“I’m not a whore like you!”

Alejandro cackled before he pressed his body against Simon’s side, “Si! C’mon, man! You’re Los Vaqueros! Not a little, shy church boy!”

Simon refused to look at him, muttering, “I think I would burst into flames if I stepped foot into a church…”

“Exactly! Show your new man how much you’ve been wanting him! Get it on!”

Simon snorts as Alejandro shimmies a weird dance. One of the Los Vaqueros, Peter, ran up and said something about Rudy before running back off. Alejandro smacks Simon’s shoulder before running after him.

“Rudy’s here!”

Simon watches Alejandro dart out of the garage, mind immediately going back to Johnny as soon as his friend disappeared from sight. He hung out with his friends before heading back home. If it got too dark Nik would probably come grab him and take him home and his friends had just finally stopped teasing him about last time it happened.

When he made it back home, he chose to go through the kitchen side door rather than the front. Kyle liked hanging in the living room around this time and Simon wasn’t prepared with the possibility of coming in and seeing Johnny. Seeing him without a warning, a heads up, might be a bit much. He felt like since the confession he’s been drowning, confused. He hasn’t had a romantic relationship before. Hell, his only genuine friend was Alejandro. The Los Vaqueros were his friends, they were inclined to be friendly with him.

Nik was in the kitchen, drinking coffee like the madman he was, focused on his phone. He didn’t even look when the door opened, just took a calm sip of his coffee before he sighed.

“Kyle’s friend is here.”

Simon tensed and Nik just looked at him with an all-knowing look. Wordlessly, he points at the chair next to him, and Simon sat without a comment. He couldn’t help but glance towards the hall, knowing Johnny was in the house, probably expecting to see him at some point.

“You don’t look like the kid that had his affections returned by the boy of his dreams.”

Simon jerks and turns to Nik, “What does that mean!?”

“It means you look lost. Kind of scared.”

Simon blinks, eyes drifting away from Nik as he thought about what he said, “Scared?”

“I know English well enough to know that is the correct word, no?”

“Debatable.”

Nik glares with an amused smirk as Simon snickers. He takes another swig of his coffee before he puts the mug aside and leans over the table. Simon tries to avoid looking at him, sensing a conversation waiting that he didn’t want to have.

“Si.”

“I’m not scared.”

“You’re not? This is new territory for you. You sure you’re not a little bit scared?”

“I feel like this is something Dad should be talking to me about.”

Nik grins, “Oh, your father and his emotions are as in sync as a cat and dog. Sometimes they understand each other but they mostly coexist.”

Simon groans and lays his head on the cool table. He hated it when Nik was right, which was surprisingly often. The man was smart, crazy but smart. He was more capable of talking about this than his father. Simon sits up, taking a breath before he looks at Nik.

“I feel like I’m not doing things right.”

“Oh? Talk about it, tell me what’s going on in your head.”

“Everyone is just… they seem to know what to do. You get with your crush, you take them on dates, hold their hand, kiss them— I’m not doing any of that! I feel like things are the same, like he didn’t confess to me! Like we’re still dancing around each other!”

Nik hums, thinking as Simon breathes for a moment before continuing, “Ale and Peter and June— All the Los Vaqueros keep asking if I’ve kissed him yet. What dates we’ve gone on, if we-… If we’ve done anything… God, I can barely hold his hand and I’m supposed to do all these other things!”

“Kid, you need to breathe and relax. There is nothing wrong with taking your time with him, going your own pace. Everyone has their own speed.”

“What if Johnny’s speed is different than mine?”

“Well, then you’ll have to talk to him and figure that out. No one can read minds.”

Simon blinks before nodding, Nik reaching over and rubbing his shoulder, “Talk to him, be honest. Things will work out.”

“Thanks, Nik.”

“Of course. Now, go on. Tell Kyle to come in here, I need to talk to him about something.

Simon nods and gets up, grabbing his bag and walking into the hallway. He stopped by the stairs to compose himself, feeling nervous. He takes a deep breath in before straightening his back and letting it out. Then he continued on, refusing to falter when he heard Kyle and Johnny talking. He threw his bag by the threshold to the living room, even though his father told him to stop that since he left a hole in the wall, before walking in. Simon stops when he sees Kyle stretched on the floor, rambling as Johnny laid across the couch listening. They both turned and looked at him and Simon almost lost his confidence.

“Hey, Mr. Warrior Cat,” that earned him a glare, “Nik wants to talk.”

Kyle rolls his eyes, “Ugh, fine. If I’m not back in five minutes-“

“We’ll mourn.”

Kyle glares, Johnny laughing. Simon tried focusing on Kyle as long as possible before he eventually turned his attention to Johnny.

Why is he so handsome? God-

“Hey,” Johnny said softly, sitting up on the couch.

Simon couldn’t help but stare, his hair was getting long. The scruff on his face was showing signs of a promising beard in the future. Oh, his smile-

“Hey, just gonna stand there and stare?”

Simon flushes, clearing his throat before he walks over and sits down next to Johnny. His skin lit up when he felt Johnny’s knee brush his. The warmth pierced through his jeans, seeping into his skin in a pleasant manner. Johnny seemed to be a warm person, both metaphorically and literally.

“Kyle said you were hanging out with… what was it again?”

“Los Vaqueros. Cowboys.”

Johnny looks like he wants to laugh but chooses to just grin. God, he was bright like the sun.

“It was Ale’s idea. He loves old westerns and the Wild West and all that.”

“Right! I figured. Cowboys aren’t really your thing.”

Simon flushes. He was so pathetic. Unable to even look at Johnny without getting flustered, unable to hold his hand without feeling like he’s going to catch fire. Simon takes another breath, calming himself before he looks at Johnny, almost losing it when their eyes met.

“I think we need to talk.”

“You think?”

“I- We do! We… I need to make sure we’re on the same page.”

Johnny hums and turns his body to face him, “Right.”

“I-I don’t want to seem like I’m delaying or holding back… Fuck,” Simon turns, now mirroring Johnny, “I can barely hold your hand. I know you were expecting something else.”

Johnny frowns, “What do you mean by that? Expecting something else? I’m expecting you.”

Simon feels his face grow redder and Johnny leans forward, “It’s cute. The-the shy thing. I don’t want to rush you into doing anything you don’t feel ready for!”

Johnny rubs his hands together, face flushing as he avoids looking at Simon, “I don’t have experience in relationships… Unless you count my sister’s because she’s dating a new guy every week! Which I won’t do- I haven’t done! Of course not! I just said I don’t have much experience! Oh you fucking idiot…”

Johnny turns away in a attempt to hide his red face. Simon felt his nervousness melt away as Johnny displays his own. It was comforting knowing he wasn’t the only one nervous about this. Not the only one worried they weren’t doing something right. Johnny continued talking, trying to fix each thing he had just said. Simon puts a hand on Johnny’s face and turns him so he’s looking at him.

He wasn’t sure what came over him but it felt right. It was a peck, nothing steamy. Simon felt Johnny’s warm lips, felt him melt against him and grab his shirt. It felt right. When they pulled apart, both flushed and speechless, Simon finally felt like he was on track, the flutter in his chest only confirming such.

Then he realized there was someone standing in the hall.

Simon slowly turned and saw his father staring at them. He had a mug in his hand and his phone in the other. It looked like he was talking with someone when he came by. Johnny stood up quickly when he saw the man, stammering away.

“Mr. Price! I- uh- was just leaving! Gotta go… go help Gran with dinner! Gotta walk the dog!”

Simon’s father blinked, “I thought you didn’t have a dog?”

Johnny had already shoved his shoes on and was by the door with his bag, “It’s a- uh- metaphor! Scottish!”

Johnny was out the door in a second, Simon could see him running across the street to his house at lightning speed. Simon blinked as his dad walked over to the door and shut it, Johnny having left so fast he didn’t even check to see if he closed it. John was too quiet, seemingly processing everything in silence.

“So… birds ‘n the bees-“

“Dad- No! Oh my god! You already put me through that!”

“That was the censored version! This is the full, educational version!”

“DAD!”

The yelling would attract Kyle and Nik to the living room. Simon blocked it all out, face on fire as he thought about Johnny. And his chest only fluttered in response, even with the embarrassment of it all.

[algenica]

the grown-ups of invincible except i made them into wlw ladies

[hanniedraw]

Rudy (the bad bitch fumbler) ® @toadjunkie x Anastasia (the bad bitch) ® my mc

+ref

[jjmaybank4l]

Warnings: strong language, drinking alcohol, self-harm attempt, scars, probably spelling mistakes don’t come after me😭 

I grab a bottle of vodka and walk into my room shutting the door sniffling. I open the bottle and take a big chug. My phone has been going off for hours. Mostly from my best friend conrad. He’s always worried about the most stupidest things. But this time, he probably should be worried. I look at my phone and open the texts from conrad. 

Yn why the hell are you not answering your phone. Answer I’m worried about you. Please. 

I sigh and put down my phone not texting him back just leaving him on read. An hour later and I’m really drunk and I’m sitting on my floor crying. As I wipe my eyes sniffling, I look at my cabinet beside my bed. I walk over to the cabinet and open the drawer. As I dug through the stuff in the drawer I found my razor. I grab it and sit on the floor bringing the razor to my arm. Just as i was about to slide it down my door opens making my head snap up. Conrad stands in the door way looking at the razor in my hand. “Yn what the fuck?!” He says running to me and taking the razor from me and checking my arm. “Con get off of me” I slur while i push him off me.  “Yn what were you doing?!” He says running his hands through his hair now standing over me as he starts to pant. “Nothing leave me alone” i say groggy as i try to stand up almost falling but catching myself. “Are you fucking drunk?!” He asks looking at the empty vodka bottle on the ground. “No Shit Sherlock” I roll my eyes as I stumble around the room looking out the window. “Yn tell me what’s going on.” He says turning my shoulder towards him so I make eye contact. My eyes and bloodshot red and my face is puffy from crying. “What were you doing with the razor.” He says sternly. “What the fuck do you think.” I spit back stumbling away. “Let me see your arm.” He says looking at me with tears in his eyes. “The hell no” I say scoffing. “Yn im not asking.” He says grabbing my arm and rolling up my sleeve. I try to pull my arm away but he’s to strong and I’m to drunk. He looks at my wrist and sees many scars. He slowly loosens his grip on my wrist letting me pull my arm away and roll my sleeve back down. “Yn…” he says softly. “Don’t.” I say softly walking away. “Is there any more.” He asks in a whisper. I stay silent looking at the floor tears in my eyes. “Please show me.” He asks walking towards me as I sit on my bed. “No.” I say quickly. “Yn.” He says sitting down next to me on the bed. “No conrad.” I say wiling my tears away. “Hey” he says reaching to hold my hand. He grabs my hand and I start crying. He then pulls my into his chest as I hug him tightly. I start sobbing and my body shaking. “I’m s-sorry!” I cry into his chest. “Yn it’s okay.” He says playing with my hair. “No it’s not okay!” I cry again. “Your okay. I’ve got you” he says. As he says that I just cry harder into his chest. Soon after what felt like forever I stop crying and I pull away wiping my tears and sniffling. “You should go to sleep. We can talk about this in the morning.” He says rubbing my back. “Can you stay with me?” I ask softly looking at the floor. “Yeah of course. I’ll always stay.” He says smiling. We lay down on the bed he pulls me into his chest, his fingers in my hair. I fall asleep almost immediately. He kisses my head and puts his head leaning on mine and falls asleep. 

[burgeryboy]

@seemoreseymoursbay week day 2: romantic ship!! (so sorry for being late to these prompts omg)

honestly i was floored when i found out this was a thing people ship its so funny to me! enemies to lovers but make it nine year olds?? thats hilarious dude im so here for it

[callmebrycelee]

happy 54th birthday

sean astin

[slimeyaxolotl]

Do you have any hcs for ur ships?? I wanna know :3

OH GET READY BESTIE Spamvil: Spamton x Jevil:

Spamton uses Jevil like a damn bean bag chair Suselle: Susie x Noelle: Noelle makes Ice cubes for Susie to chew on

Kerdly: Kris x Berdly:

After they start dating, Berdly puts their Minecrap beds together

(I don't know this ship name) Asgore x Rudy

They dress up as Santa and Rudolph on Christmas (I know it's cannon that Asgore already dresses up as Santa, but l feel like Asgore would try to get him to join in)

[seanastinhopeunquenchable]

The Best Sean Astin Movies, Ranked

Do you agree with their rankings? Which is your favorite?

I think Toy Soldiers should be on the list!

[sillyjimimanboy]

I drew Rudy from papa louie lalalalala

Also whatever the fuck this is

Don't ask me what this is I just was painting because fun

[cookietrains]

FEAR NOT - They're not abducting human for a cotton candy fate! They say they know a great hot dog spot ^u^

... * The hot dog spot in question is just Spikey in his Hot Diggity Dog attire💀

It gets even worse BETTER when Spikey leans in like: "OH, And here comes dessert ❤️"

...* Rudy comes out in his Sundaze outfit💀⚰️

[writer-of-various]

Graves, shaking Rudy awake: Babe, babe, guess what?

Rudy, whines: What?

Graves: I blew up DC.

Rudy, going back to sleep: Okay...

Rudy, sits up: WAIT WHAT–

[jjmaybank4l]

Cleaning JJ up

Warnings: panic attack, abuse, meltdowns let me know if I missed any!

theres a lot of spelling mistakes dont come after me😭

I knew that jjs dad was mean. I’ve never met luke and to be honest I don’t really want to. I was sound asleep at John b’s house in my bed that JJ and I shared. My phone rang. I groaned at the sound of the ringer. I looked at the time.

2:17 AM

JJ was calling me. “Shit” i said to myself as I answer the phone. “Hello?” I could hear JJ sniffling and his shaky breath “y-yn” he said. “J its not even 2:30 in the morning. Are you okay?” I ask yawning. “Um. C-can you come pick me up please?” He’s asks trying not cry. “Yeah jay of course where are you?” He waits a second to answer. “I’m at my house.” He says in a whisper. “Ok JJ I’ll be right there.” I say sighing and putting on one of jjs sweatshirts which was huge on me. I grab the keys to the Twinkie and drive to lukes house. I pull up and jj is sitting on the front steps hands in his hair. I pull up to the house and he slowly starts walking to the car. I notice he’s walking really slow and he’s limping. He gets in the car looking at his feet. “Do you wanna talk about it?” I say driving back to jbs house. “No” he says softly. “Ok” I say. We walk inside the house and I hold his hand as we walk into the bathroom and I turn on the lights. I see his cut up and bruised face. I gasp softly. “Jj” I say sadly hugging him tightly. He puts his head in my neck as he crys into my body holding my wasit tight. I can feel his tears on my shoulder. I play with his hair telling him it’s going to be okay. He just gets worse. He starts breathing really fast and his body shaking. “Jj sit down” I say as I lean him to sitting on the toilet lid. “I-I c-cant breathe” he says shaking. “Jj it’s okay I’m here your safe I promise” I say hugging his head and kissing his forehead. He starts to calm down. “Come on jj lets get you in the shower” I say turning the shower on and grabbing a towel for him. “I’ll bring you some extra clothes” I say as I leave the room letting him take his shower. After a few minutes later he opens the door sniffling his hair dripping. I walk in with a first aid sitting on the counter as he walks in between my legs and I clean his cuts. When I clean his cuts he winced and flicked away. “Sorry” I say softly. “Don’t be”.

After a few minutes all his cuts are cleaned up. “Thank you” he say softly. “You don’t have to thank me. I would do anything for you in a heartbeat” I say smiling to him. We walk into the room and I pull the blankets back for him. As soon as he lays down I start walking out of the room to go to the couch. “Where are you going” he ass softly. “I’m going to sleep on the couch so you have the bed.” I say smiling. “No. Please stay. I don’t want to be alone” he says softly looking at me sadly. “Ok jayj” I say smiling softly as I get into the bed. He lays his head on my chest and he holds my wasit. I play with his hair softly and draw shapes on his back. Soon I hear his soft snoring. I kiss his head and close my eyes. We fall asleep holding eachother. I love this man.

[teadrop-12]

Back on my rudony/rulicia bullshit

ref art on 3rd image by @sorrelpawss