#MY BOYYYYSSSSS

[troublesomeari]

Me stumbling back onto tumblr 3 years after no posting just so I can draw/share four swords art again? More likely than you think.

You think there's apple fritters in Hyrule?

#four swords #green link #red link #blue link #vio link #shadow link #fs art #LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOO #MY BOYYYYSSSSS #i need the serotonin yall so drawing four swords again it is

[st-hedge]

<3 but in a goth way

#loz: oot #ganlink #dark link/phantom ganon #dark phantom #I’m on a high of finishing that fic #my boyyyysssss

[rubyreduji]

the live viewing was SO GOOD SO WORTH IT OMG SO MANY THOUGHTS OK OK UGH

WOOZI IS SO PRETTY I LOVE THAT MAN FHSJKAKA AREGHHHB GOING FERAL

ok tbh i totally have a new found appreciation for dk idk why just 🤩🤩🤩 also jun's vocals underrated fr fr 🙏 and dino in general 😩😩😩

WATCHING DUST AND IMA PERFORMED LIVE ON THE BIG SCREEN HOLY SHIT ALL OF MY PROBLEMS IN LIFE HAVE BEEN SOLVED

i was hyperfocused on hao and woozi's necklaces the whole time lol

vernon saying hi to his mom like 4 times im in love omg

all of the buffers/pre-recorded videos shown in between sets were SO GOOD and let's talk about how they all were basically about how seventeen is in love with woozi because iktr

our stream cut out during dk's ending ment 🫠 and so we missed aju nice <//33 but the theatre gave us vouchers to go see another movie which means i can so see the new ghibli movie w/o paying so half win i guess lol

#I NEED TO SEE THEM LIVE IN CONCERT NOW #MY BOYYYYSSSSS #also someone in our theatre made svt bracelets #and handed them out #so cute <3 #rru.thots

[cinnamoncoffees]

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

Ok, it’s become a thing. Part 1. PART 2:

The problem was, that until he got in the shower after training, Simon didn’t realise quite how badly he’d scraped his leg. The hot water stung, and he hissed, grimacing. He hoped nobody had heard. When he looked down though, he realised why it had hurt: his left calf was covered in scratches, and a sizeable bruise was already turning purple.

Simon showered quickly, and dried off, trying to concentrate on not hurting his leg more, and not about the incident that had earned him the injury. Or after that.

Especially because Wille was also changing. He was a respectable distance away, and Simon wasn’t looking or anything, but he also knew what might have happened earlier, if Walter hadn’t interrupted.

Anyway, he wasn’t thinking about that. Right now, Simon was just thinking that he might have to put his running shorts back on because his jeans would be too uncomfortable, when someone spoke.

“You’re hurt,” Wille said. His voice was soft, and he was doing a concerned face that Simon couldn’t look at directly. He focussed somewhere over Wille’s shoulder instead.

“Yeah,” he gestured vaguely. “Guess I should leave tripping over stuff to you.”

“In my defence,” Wille’s face twitched into a smile, “that was one time.”

“That I saw.”

“Oh, fuck off.”

Simon grinned, then suddenly remembered he was stood there in his boxers, shirt unbuttoned. He started to button it, for something to do. Wille fiddled with his bag.

“Uh…”

“Hmm?” Simon’s eyes flicked to Wille’s for a second. He seemed to decide something.

“Do you want to come to my room?”

There was a beat. Simon snorted, and Wille put his hand over his mouth.

“Not like that! Oh god. I just meant, I have a first aid kit?”

“Of course you do.”

“Do you not?”

“Not at school, clearly. I can go to the nurse.”

“Or, you can avoid all that and let me help.”

Simon sighed. “Fine. But let me get dressed first, OK?”

“Oh. Yeah, sorry. I’ll go outside?”

“Sure.”

Last out of the locker room, Simon fell into step beside Wille, as they headed towards Forest Ridge.

It wasn’t the same room. Simon thought he’d vaguely known that; that even though it “wasn’t him”, Wille had asked to move rooms after Christmas. This one had its own bathroom though, which someone was probably annoyed about losing.

Still, here they were, and even though the scrapes were perfectly reachable, Simon found himself perched on Wille’s bed with his foot up. Wille was on the desk chair, holding onto Simon’s foot and opening an antiseptic wipe.

“Hold still,” he was saying. “This might sting a little.”

It did, but Simon thought he got away with pretending it didn’t. Then Wille was wrapping a bandage around his leg and taping down the ends, and it occurred to Simon that he didn’t know where Wille had even learned how to do that.

“Where did you learn how to do that?” Simon also said out loud, apparently. He pulled a face. “Sorry, that sounded kinda... yeah.”

“You’ve met me, right?”

“Yeah, true.”

Simon’s foot was still resting on Wille’s leg, and his fingers were absently rubbing over Simon’s sock. Simon didn’t take his leg back.

“I, uh… back home, I always had band-aids and stuff in my room because we’d run around a lot, climb trees and stuff, and I’d always end up needing them. Easier than telling… well. Yeah.”

He was quiet for a moment.

“Well,” Simon said, shifting slightly when he couldn’t take it anymore. Wille let go of his foot and Simon dropped it to the floor. “Thanks, Doc.”

He reached into his bag for his jeans, and gestured back towards the bathroom. “I’ll just…”

“Yeah, of course.”

Simon finished dressing in the tiny en suite, taking a bit longer than necessary while he tried to calm his breathing down. When he reappeared, he shuffled his feet by the doorway.

“I should probably go. We have class soon.”

“Come to breakfast with me first?”

“What, you’re not gonna make me a sandwich?”

Simon didn’t know what had made him say it, but Wille was suddenly very red in the face. Before he could reply though, Simon turned to open the door, only pausing long enough to make sure Wille was following.

Writing prompts

Part 3

#yr drabble #young royals fanfic #🌈 wilmon #Young royals #writing prompts #my boyyyysssss #Kathryn’s writing a thing #it’s about damn time tbh

[amberdagger]

so happy to be obsessing again. i’m home.

#watching jackass where are they now #my boyyyysssss #i also watched bucket list and guilty as charged

[cherry-bomb-ships]

POV you caught them talkin shit about you

#love the way it looks like santana was talking and tiger was listening in that first pic gsbxbf 💖💖💖💖💖 #i love themmmm i love my boyyyysssss #ruby rambles #🐅 the babies 🐈‍⬛

[purple-cray0ns]

My boyyyysssss the full piece is actually fanart for a sequel fanfic of TSS hehe I’ll tag the author when I finish

#the starless sea #my art #wip

[kirchefuchs]

im the most respectful and affectionate way possible i am going to take a bite out of stanley and narrator

My boyyyysssss noooooooo!!!! They're not cookies you can't just eat them 😭😭😭/j

#fanart #digital art #the stanley parable #tspud #tsp #traditional art #tsp narrator #tspud narrator #ask #tspud stanley #tsp stanley

[sequentialprophet]

MY BOYYYYSSSSS

#AEW #All In

[goblinchief]

sorry for your loss in the barbarians hitting the island we lost 100 good goblins

NOOOOO MY BOYYYYSSSSS

im gonna vengeance them so fucking hard

[formerly-evil]

my boyyyysssss

#your honor you don’t understand #i love them #eurovision

[blveblood]

#GOOD MORNING I'M HERE TO BLESS YOU WITH OTP CONTENT #i will be rewatching this 20k times now okay #convin #(convin.) #my boyyyysssss

[hella1975]

RANPO GET HIM OUTTTTTTTTT

#i would pay thousands MILLIONS to see what actually happened in there #picturing chuuya and ranpo interacting and having to work together especially when ranpo has no intention of being helpful #is literally hilarious to me. we were robbed #HOW IS CHUUYA GOING TO GET OUT OF THE BOOK STOP IT KSJDHGJKDSHGKJSHG LET HIM GO #yes im reading the manga now and what of it #im going from ch53 #bet you thought you were done hearing me chat shit huh #never #season 3's ending was insane #everything with atsushi and akutagawa SUIDYG&*^D%R&*(IQJNJG???????????????????? #and they looked at that and went 'yeah we're still gonna kill each other' boyyyysssss im at my limit #and dazai's lil 'to the stray dogs' at the end :( <3333 the parallel with him drinking with oda :( <333 #bungou stray dogs

[cinnamoncoffees]

I feel like you’d make something interesting out of

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

We’re now calling this PART 1 😁

Wilhelm keeps back deliberately.

It’s repetitive, heading down the lake path and looping back up to the school several days a week if the weather is good. Wilhelm hates it. But he’s noticed that Simon, a little shorter than most of the rowing team, usually ends up behind everyone else, so it’s a trick he’s started using. The third years always push to the front while they’re running, and this way he doesn’t have to talk to them. He suspects Simon is also avoiding August (join the club).

This spring morning, the group separates out as it usually does, and Wilhelm pauses, pretending to do his shoelace, then jogs to catch up with Simon as the rest go on ahead.

Simon isn’t not talking to him exactly, it’s just that they haven’t really said much more than ‘hi’ in a while. It’s less awkward now though, and sometimes Simon smiles when he catches Wilhelm looking. Which means Wilhelm’s been staring more than usual, in the hope he’ll do it again. But he’s not expecting to chat when they’re running, or anything. He just… likes the proximity.

Wilhelm has just got level with Simon’s back, when the other boy suddenly trips, swears, and takes Wilhelm down with him. They roll down slightly, off the path, and land in some bracken, Simon half on top of Wilhelm. Wilhelm realises his arms are round Simon’s waist somehow, like he tried to break the fall, but he can’t move them, and they lie there panting for a minute.

Simon is the first to recover. He shifts, then drops his face into Wilhelm’s chest with a groan.

“God, I’m sorry. Are you OK?”

“Uh…”

Wilhelm has to think about it, but he’s a little distracted with how close they are. They haven’t been this close since… well, before Christmas. And he absolutely cannot think about that right now, which means he absolutely is thinking about that right now. Wilhelm suddenly feels very hot. It’s bad enough Simon’s knee is over Wilhelm’s hip, and if he moves again he’s going to know how much Wilhelm is thinking about that.

He clears his throat, and loosens his arms. His voice still comes out squeaky.

“Sorry, yeah, I’m good?”

“OK. Cool.”

Simon hasn’t moved though, and a branch is poking Wilhelm in the back, but there’s no way he’s going to get up and disturb whatever this is. Then Simon looks up at him, and his hand presses into Wilhelm’s chest, and Wilhelm doesn’t know what to do.

“Your heart is beating so fast right now,” Simon mutters, almost to himself. Then he moves his knee, and his eyes widen.

“Uh…” Wilhelm tries, stupidly.

Simon’s hand isn’t on his chest anymore. His fingers are touching Wilhelm’s neck, his thumb brushing Wilhelm’s cheek, and Wilhelm knows he knew how to breathe but it’s all forgotten. His eyes search Simon’s face, and drop to his lips, just for a second, but it’s enough.

He feels Simon’s breath against his skin, and he closes his eyes.

“Wille!”

Wilhelm hears the shout a couple of times before it registers. Then Simon is scrambling up, and holding a hand out to help him to his feet. They awkwardly brush down their clothes, and Simon is testing his ankle, checking he didn’t sprain it in the fall.

They make it back to the path just as Walter sprints round the corner.

Writing prompts

Part 2

#yr drabble #young royals fanfic #🌈 wilmon #writing prompts #young royals #my boyyyysssss #running sucks #probably #Kathryn’s writing a thing

[cryptidevil]

sally face ?!

last ones a collab

#sally face #sal fisher #larry johnson #salarry #larryface #larrysal #larry sally face #i love my boyyyysssss #aggie.io #my art

[cowboybuckleys]

#chandler massey #freddie smith #christopher sean #days of our lives #dool cast #* #MY BOYYYYSSSSS!!!!!