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unhingedthirst · 11 months

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for the smut prompt id love to see julian with 30 and or 93!! love your work <3

Thank you love! That means the world to me! You got it ! Hope it’s okay I combined them!

Minors DNI

Julian and female! Reader

Fluff and smut

CW: oral (male receiving), road head, dirty talk, Julian moaning like a lil bitch, drinking, cursing, car sex, choking, angst? Fluff? and unprotected p in v sex

93. “That’s good, baby, keep doing that.”

30. “Stay still, don’t move your hips.”

Julian knew that dating him couldn’t exactly be easy; he was constantly busy, in danger or in jail. He felt very lucky that you put up with him and his friends so often and that you’ve stuck around. He didn’t know what he’d do without you at this point. Julian walked out of the gates of the prison he had spent around 6 months in and saw you leaning against his car looking like a fucking mirage. Clad in a dress he’d never seen before you had been waiting for this moment but fantasizing about it constantly didn’t prepare you for how good it would actually feel to see his eyes light up when he saw you. He walked toward you trying to keep his cool but his gait was definitely faster than usual. His big hands met your hips and he hoisted you in the air “god I missed you” he practically purrs and presses a passionate kiss on your lips. It was eager and sloppy, you giggle into his mouth as your teeth clash. He Set you down and you gently brush your hand over his strong jawline “I missed you too handsome” you say trying to will yourself to stay calm

“Let’s go home” you say as you get into the car and hand him his drink. He really didn’t know what he would do without you. During the drive it felt like no time had passed since the last time you were together. “I finally finished Catcher In The Rye” he said as he rubbed his thumb over your knee. You smile softly as you hear that; you guys had been compiling books that you were reading together. Like your own little book club. “Yeah me too. I don’t get the hype.” He nods in agreement “I’ve seen Ricky do waaaay greasier shit than anything I read in that book” he states and you laugh shaking your head “I’ve seen /you\ do way greasier shit than that book” he cracks a small smile and takes a swig of his drink. You tell Julian about how J-roc is throwing a welcome back party and he shoots you a annoyed look “I didn’t do it. Don’t look at me like that” you quip and he sighs “I just wanna go home, bang and get drunk” you snort out a laugh because he sounds just like Ricky and he smacks your thigh lightly “don’t.” He warns and you throw your hands up in protest “I didn’t say anything Julian.” You say innocently. You expect some sort of smart ass response but he just keeps his eyes trained on the road and shifts uncomfortably.

You sit in a weird silence for a moment and then you speak again “Julian? Is everything ok?” You say in a hushed tone worried that something was wrong or that you said something to upset him. He takes a deep breathe and glances at you; you looked so good, smelled so good, sounded so good. He was so starved for you; he took a big gulp of his drink “you need to stop saying my name like that.” He says his voice going down a few octaves. You bite your lip in confusion and look at him for a moment “like what Jules?” You ask and place a hand on his shoulder; it takes all his willpower to not pull over and fuck you on the side of the road. “Like that.” He basically seethes “all sexy.” He continues and you roll your eyes “driving me insane. Is that dress new?” He asks his hand finding its place back on your thigh. You nod and lean back taking him all in.

He looked so good, he was bigger than the last time you saw him and his hair was longer. His blue eyes dilated either from the sunlight or the the fact he was touching your supple skin for the first time in 6 months. You reach over and start palming him through his signature blue jeans “it is a new dress handsome. I bought it just for you.” He felt his soul leave his body as you started touching him, it’s been so long. He could hardly focus on driving and only the heavenly touch of your hand on his hardening length. You watch him with tender eyes as you feel him growing under you “how bout some road head for my big strong handsome boyfriend huh?” Your voice was teasing but he couldn’t help get high off the compliments. He watches you as you unbuckle his belt and readjust yourself, you sit on your knees in a downward dog position as you start to pull his big cock out his pants. Julian was hanging on by a thread to keep this composure as his knuckles turn white as you start to take him in your mouth. He lets out a needy moan and you could feel a jolt of arousal hit you as you heard him.

The one perk of Julian going to jail is that after he gets out he’s extra needy and the sounds he made were divine. Loud and unashamed, none of his usual filter. You take his cock into the back of your throat and he grabs ahold of your hair “mmm.. fucking shit. Look at that.” He says as his eyes locked on you. You Bob your head and hollow your cheeks around his thick cock, relishing how he feels and tastes in your mouth. You hum around his cock and tap his thigh and pull off “Jules. The road.” You say and swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip as the moans keep falling out of his mouth. He took your advice though and kept his eyes on the road for the most part. You start focusing on massaging his cock head with your soft lips. The rest of his length was pumped with your hand because you know it drives him insane; your point proven when he moans out his head tipping back as his knuckles turn white “That’s good, baby, keep doing that.” The praise goes straight to your head and cunt as you take him fully again feeling him hit the back of your throat. You could feel him pull over as you swallow around his cock “mmm ffffuck pretty girl..Missed you so much. Missed your mouth.” He says desperately and bucks his hips up into your mouth making you gag slightly “sorry honey.” He says and pulls you off his cock a string of salvia still connecting you to his member.

You smile up at him “couldn’t focus?” You taunt as you take off you dress. Julian’s eyes widen as you watches you. He was always so tender and desperate after not seeing you for this long. It was the one time you felt like you were actually in charge but even know you know you weren’t. He watches you with hungry eyes not caring about the truckers honking as they pass by. You were his dream girl and he can’t believe you stayed. He has a hard time telling you all that stuff sometimes but he sure does show it. His hands find your waist and he tenderly runs his hands up your sides and land on your breasts as they are being freed from the confinement of your bra. It was almost too much to see him like this; the look in his eyes were ones of pure love, he looked at you like the most precious thing in the world. You press your lips into his and close your eyes enjoying the tenderness of the make out session. You crawl over and go to straddle his lap even though the space is tight. His cock was hard with his tip red and leaking. It had been awhile since he came, he didn’t like to do that kind of shit when he was locked up. He did it only when he actually felt like his cock was gonna fall off if he didn’t.

He reclines the seat so you can line yourself up with his cock. Sinking down onto him felt like heaven, you could feel him stretch you out as you left out a whimper “fuck babe. You are so big. God I missed your cock.” You mumble into his lips as you press against him. He moans grabs onto your hips “I am never leaving again. You feel so good.” Your eyes roll back into your head as your rolls your hips and he swears he’s never seen anything hotter. “How good do you feel baby? Talk to me. Whose cock did you miss?” He growls and places a hand at the base of your throat. Your legs were burning and your cunt aching as you bounced on his lap, your tits were too tempting for him to not start to suck and kiss. You were beyond words as very nerve in your body was lit up, but you tried anyway “oh god. I missed your cock Julian. Missed you. You look so good.” You put your hand on his hand that’s around your throat giving him permission to apply pressure. Your bouncing was getting sloppy from your impending orgasm as well as the over extortion of fucking your muscular boyfriend in his car. He squeezes your throat slightly and experimentally as he watches you moan and whimper; he did notice you struggle to keep pace so he places his other heavy hand on your hip “stay still, don’t move your hips.” He moans out and you comply happily. Before you knew it his hips were slamming up into you and you lean back in pleasure your back laying on his car horn, you both chuckle and you throw your hands over his shoulders to lay off the wheel. His pace was relentless and the way you felt around him. So slick, tight and hot. You could ask him for anything in the world in this moment and he would give it to you. He grabs your hair and pulls you onto his lips kissing you passionately and holding you close as he spills his load into your heat. “So hot Julian. You are so hot. Fuck I’m so close” you whimper and Rock into him as he’s coming down from his orgasm. He starts rubbing your clit with two big fingers in tight circles “cum for me honey. Come on.” He encourages and your body just gives out as you cum around him. You could feel a sob leave your mouth as your legs shake, he watches you in awe and rubs your thighs “so fucking greasy baby. You see what you do to me?” He teases and smacks your ass lightly. You roll your eyes as you kiss him gently before sliding off and sitting back in the passenger seat. “You are the one who had to pull over cause you were too horny to wait.” You say slip your dress back on with a giant smile on your face. He shakes his head and lights a cigarette “you were the one blowing me!” He says and passes you his drink, you took a swig and rub his right arm gently “okay Julian.” You say using your best porn star voice to tease him for him not being able to hand you saying his name. He shakes his head and starts to drive again “you really aren’t ever gonna get locked up again?” You say after a few minutes and he looks at you like you just kicked him but his eyes soften.

“I’m gonna try not too. Can’t leave you again.”

He was it for you. You were it for him.

#trailer park boys #tpb #ricky lafleur #tpb julian #trailer park boys fanfiction #i don’t feel super confident about this ngl

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hiddenwritingsintheworld · 8 months

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Welcome to SunnyVale Oneshot

(Guyyyyysss Im literally just writing and posting whatever pops in my head at this point My Alpha is about two paragraphs from being done :P Be watching for it!! Cruel Summer Ch. 2 should be finished by the weekend too annnd im gonna work on Midnight Rain Ch. 2! So lots goin on! :D anywho, I love Trailer Park Boys and have been watching it on repeat for WEEKS. So I just had this cute idea and figured I'd write it since I cant sleep! :P )

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“Come on Bubs! Hurry up! We’re going to be late!” Julian yelled as Bubbles said goodbye to his kitties. “Boys, boys, boys!” J-Roc ran over across the road toward them. “Yall aint never gonna believe this! We got a reunion comin!!!” J-Roc grinned as Ricky looked at him, “what in the fuck are you talkin about J-Roc?”

Julian took a sip of his drink as a large black bus pulled into Sunnyvale Trailer park.”So listen I heard from a friend of a friend that Y/N was in town. Rumor has it, she's gonna come do a tour of the park.” J-Roc said looking from Bubbles and Ricky, to which they all glanced at Julian. “What?” he snapped at them. “Well Julian…last time you and Y/N saw each other…she was tellin you she was leavin and you were ...well you were gonna ask her to marry you, until she……said……that….and you…..well…you know….broke her heart,” Bubbles said as an awkward silence filled the air. Julian sighed loudly and took a bigger drink of his drink as the large black bus drove slowly and carefully down the road, before coming to a stop.

The air brake let out and the door opened, a few moments passed and suddenly, Julian felt like his heart had stopped and dropped into his stomach. Everything seemed to move in slow motion for him as you stepped off the bus. You wore a pair of suede thigh high heeled boots, a pair of black tights, they were the sheer kind that made Julian’s knees weak, you had on a burnt orange tight mini skirt on, and a black long sleeved shirt. When you looked up, your hair was curled in loose big curls, the wind lightly blowing your hair. You suddenly got the biggest grin on your face and darted toward the group of guys standing there. “Oh my gosh!!!”

You laughed as you jumped hugging Ricky, the guy who was like the dumb, protective big brother you never got to have. You don’t know how many times Ricky saved your ass from getting into trouble either with Jim Lahey, the trailer park supervisor, or the cops whenever Julian and Ricky came up with some stupid plan. “Hey bugz!” Ricky had started calling you bugz when you guys were just kids, because you always had a ladybug or butterfly landing on you. He said you attracted bugs and teased you about it alot.

Next to whisk you into a bear hug was your very bestest friend Bubbles; which the guys didn’t know but you still talked to regularly. “I’ve missed you bubs!” you laughed as he pinched at your belly “Whos got your belly?” “Don’t touch my fuckin belly bubs!” you both laughed again as he hugged you one more time. “I’ve missed you around here Y/N, we all have.” Bubbles said as you both pulled apart. You smiled and looked at Julian, “Hey Julian,” you said, willing to step up and hug him, but the longer the silence went on, the more awkward it got. “Hey fucktard, are you gonna speak or did your brain not get enough words movin arounds in there?” Ricky smacked his arm as you laughed softly. You’d forgotten just how Ricky talked, sometimes you really missed living here, other times, you wish you could have brought them with you, but you knew they would never leave their beloved trailer park.

Julian let out the breath he didn’t realize he’d held since you turned and stared at him. “Wow,” he whispered to himself, but it was loud enough that all of you heard him. You felt a small blush creep up your cheeks, “Still drinking rum huh?” you asked him, smiling some as he cleared his throat, taking a large drink, and not the usual sip. “Oh, I brought presents! Give me one second!” You turned your hair flipping around, wafting the smell of your shampoo, mixed with your perfume all around. “Hey Mike!” You hollered while walking toward the bus, “Can you grab that blue duffle bag in the back for me?” you asked as you stood just a few feet from the guys.

That smell hit Julian like a brick house as he closed his eyes, “I can’t do this.” he mumbled to Bubbles and Ricky before he turned and stormed back to his trailer, slamming the front door shut. He leaned back against it before flinging his glass at the opposite wall, letting it shatter and liquor spill to the ground.

You turned at the sound of the door slamming and frowned. “Why’d he leave? I have a gift for him too.” you smiled a little awkwardly at Ricky and Bubbles. “Uh, I think he had to um, go, look at a book or something, anyways what’d you bring us Y/N?” Bubbles asked as you gave him a soft smile. It wasn’t easy for you either to see Julian, that night before you left played over in your mind a lot.

******

15 years ago

You rode your bike down the street, the sun setting on your last few days of summer, you couldn’t wait to tell Julian, he was going to be so proud of you. You rode up to the stairs of his trailer and put on the kick stand before jogging up the stairs and letting yourself inside. “Jules? You home?” you called out, but not hearing a word. You pushed out your lips and walked toward the back where his bedroom was, “Yeah Ricky. I fuckin know. I'm nervous as hell the way it is. Dont you think I know that you fucking idiot?” He was on the phone in his bedroom. “Listen I’m busy tonight but I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Just don’t fuck up,” he hung up the phone and turned around to see you leaning on the doorway smiling softly. “Hey-how long you been standin there?” he asked as you smiled and shrugged. “Long enough to know you’re nervous about something...you two boys doin another deal?” you asked as he sat down on the bed, pulling you to straddle his lap. “Don’t worry about it sweetheart, what are you doin here this late?” you smiled, kissing him softly. “I have something to tell you,” you whispered against his lips.

*****

You’d given the boys their gifts, Bubbles got a rocket ship, directly from NASA with his own spacesuit and a couple of real moon rocks and Ricky had gotten a customized glass bong. “Take care of that Ricky…..I figured you’d like it.” you laughed as they ran off starting to play with Bubbles rocket. You took this chance to slip away and go to Julians, knocking softly on the door.

A few moments later the door opened and Julian stood there, hair wet from a shower, slicked back by the water, sweatpants hanging low on his hips with a towel around his shoulders. “Y/N. Hey, uh, what are you doin here?” he asked as you forced a smile. “Uh, I have a gift for you.” you said patting the duffle bag that hung off your shoulder. “Oh, you didn’t need to get me anything.” he said as he stepped aside and let you come in.

Walking in, you stood awkwardly as he closed the door and moved toward the couch. “You can come sit down ya know?” he said, looking at you. You nodded and walked over sitting next to him. “Um,” you cleared your throat and dug around in the duffle bag. “Sorry, I would have wrapped it better, but I made a special stop for it.” you handed the box to him, watching him look confused, you smiled as he opened it.

Inside, laid a very old and special bottle of Rum, Harewood Barbados 1780, to be exact. “Holy…fucking…shit.” he looked at you, a look of shock on his face. “Oh! It wasn’t a big deal….I know a guy who knows a guy,” you laughed softly. “You know someone who owns a $29,000 bottle of Rum?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as you smiled bashfully. “I know two guys now who own a bottle of $29,000 Rum.” you said as he smiled watching you grab another box. “Can’t drink expensive rum without new glasses.” you said handing him the black box.

Julian smiled down at the gifts in his lap, before the memories came rushing back. “Listen…Y/N….I meant to write back…when you wrote me that letter….I just…got busy…and I didn’t…know exactly what to say.” You shook your head waving a hand. “Not a big deal….I moved on, I’m sure you did too. We’re adults now and that was 15 years ago so, you know, what's in the past,” you said looking down.

Julian put his gifts aside and moved closer to you. “I’ve followed your career,” he said smiling as you looked at him. “What?” you tried not to laugh. “I doubt I sing the kinda music you like,” you laughed as he did, “While that’s true, I do listen to your music. You’re talented. You always have been…” he said softly as you stared at him, “Julian…I’m sorry I left. But tomorrow I’m going to show everyone where I was raised and where I lived with my parents. And I want you and the guys to be in the video.” you smiled as he chuckled “I’m sure we can make that happen.”

Julian got you both a drink, and you began to get caught up on each other’s lives. “See Ricky…I’m tellin you that was a genius idea.” Bubbles whispered as they peaked in Julians windows. “He’ll finally tell her after all these years.”

You were trying to catch your breath from laughing so hard when Julian put a hand on your leg. You looked at him as he stared at you, smiling softly. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered as you nodded. “I’ve missed you too.” A few more moments of staring at each other passed before he grabbed you and pulled you in close, kissing you deeply.

After a few moments, Julian pulled away and sighed, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I can’t.” he got up running a hand through his hair. “Fuck!” he yelled causing you to jump. “I should go.” you said quietly as you gathered your stuff and stood up. “No, please don’t go,” he sighed “just…..wait here.” he walked back to his bedroom, returning a few moments later, his signature black t-shirt clinging to the muscles that ran through his chest and stomach. “You weren’t the only one keeping a secret….” he pulled his hand out of his pocket, a black velvet box resting in his hands. “It’s nothing fancy…..I got it from Mrs. Peterson. When she died, she willed it to me, along with some money and other stuff…but….” he opened it, revealing the small, beautiful gold ring inside. The tiny cluster of diamonds sat directly in the middle. You stared down at it, unsure of what was going to happen, or what would have. “.....you….you wanted to marry me?” you whispered as he nodded. “But…then you said everything you said….and….” you looked at him, your brows pulling down together as confusion took over your face. “You lied to me didn't you?” you asked as he sighed. “I panicked, I didn't know what else to do…” you scuffed, shaking your head as you backed away and grabbed your stuff. “I can’t believe you Julian…you lied to me…you swore you never would.” you shook your head. “Whoa, you lied to me too.” Julian said as you looked appalled at him. “Are you kidding me? I didn’t lie to you, Julian. I WAS pregnant when I left. I took the damn test. And guess what? I rehearsed through the miscarriage, I performed when and where I needed to, so now I can go around and buy $30,000 bottles of Rum to impress someone I was head over heels in love with, in the hopes that I might get a tiny taste of what I used to have in life before I lost it all!” you yelled before you stormed out.

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cheetour · 1 year

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im writing a fic where i just novelise all of pokemon scarlet/violet

#pokemon sv #pokemon #nemona #director clavell #pokemon fanfiction #my writing #tpb

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cr0wqui11 · 2 months

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Lyrics I would edit The Prom Bet to if The Prom Bet was animated or a movie pt technically 2

“Didn’t they tell us, don’t rush into things

Didn’t you flash your [brown] eyes at me

Didn’t you calm my fears with a Cheshire Cat smile?”

pretty sure Veronica’s eyes are brown idk

#the prom bet #TPB #heathers #heathers musical #heathers fics #veronica sawyer #chansaw #fanfiction #heather chandler #We love Heather’s sexuality crisis in the bathroom

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tpb-i-love-mr-lahey · 2 years

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TPB fanfiction quote

"Mr Lahey got off the bed and walked over to a storage closet he had in the corner of his room, leaving Randy feeling empty in the absence of his breath."

#fanfiction #fanfic #tpb #tpbfanfiction #tpbrandy #tpbmrlahey #fanficmxm #mxm #smut #romance #gayfanfic #gayfanfiction #trailerparkboys

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katiek101 · 2 years

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I say this as someone who has written fanfiction for these dumb cats for nearly ten years...

y’all know you can just. stop reading the books, right? I know the Erins keep writing them but you don’t have to keep reading them. you can just stop and enjoy the books that you did read and like. I got halfway through DotC when it was being published, decided I was tired of the new arcs and realized I was only reading them because I felt like I had to, in order to keep up w the fandom that I love.

I feel like all of this goes without saying but when I see posts on my dash discussing the new books it’s always about what plotlines they hate, what characters are annoying, what deaths are unfair, etc etc... we can all admit these aren’t the same books we grew up with anymore. If you’re waiting for another arc to be as perfect as TPB, you’re probably going to be waiting awhile.

idk I just think that if you make a post saying “I can already tell that I’m going to hate XYZ in this next book” then maybe don’t read it.

#this applies to basically everything #don't watch shows that you don't actually enjoy #don't read books that you don't enjoy #don't go places that you don't enjoy #don't let others pressure you (and don't pressaure yourself) to partake in things that u don't enjoy #but hey what do I know #warrior cats

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hash-driveway · 2 months

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The Hurt/Comfort Alphabet (Julian x Reader edition)

prompt created by: @thathcwriter

this ended up being a bit more esoteric than the prompt may have intended. these are so fun!

A: Alleviate - How do they go about relieving persistent physical pain?

Julian would offer you a massage if you were feeling sore, since he'd usually notice your demeanor changing when you're in pain. If you suffer from chronic pain, he'd do his best to make sure you were comfortable when he could. He'd roll you joints and smoke with you.

However, if he is the one in pain, the situation is different. He tries his best to be the strong, silent type, but his guard comes down with you. He'd try to ignore it at first, but eventually you'd ask him if he needed to be taken care of, and he'd crack. While he would be hesitant to admit it, he loves it when you take care of him.

B: Bedridden - How do they behave when they’re sick?

Julian tries to push through sickness as much as he can, which ends in him feeling worse and needing to take it easy for a few days. He doesn't mind though, since the two of you can hunker down and watch movies on the couch whenever you please.

C: Cling - Whose physical touch is considered most welcome in their minds when they are in need? Is there a specific type of touch they respond well to?

When he's stressed, a comforting rub on his back from you is all that he needs. When Julian is upset, anxious, or triggered, your warm embrace calms him down. He has abandonment issues because of his father, so he definitely needs your reassurance when he's feeling bad. He'll wrap his big arms around you and squeeze, like he can't get you close enough.

D: Deathbed - How would they react if they realized they may not recover from their injuries?

He's been shot more than he cares for, but there has only been a few times where his injuries were extreme. When it dawned on him that he might be really fucked up from the wound, he panicked. This couldn't be happening, not now, not before he retired and started a family with you. Not before he gave you the life you deserved.

E: Emergency - What is their gut reaction when someone they care about is hurt?

Rage. He'll see red if you're ever hurt by someone, and do anything it takes to protect you. Then, guilt. There must have been something that he could have done to keep this from happening.

F: Fight - Are there circumstances under which they would not accept treatment or care? If so, what are they?

If he spirals into his guilt, it can be hard for him to accept affection or reassurance. This is tricky because he could end up snapping at you. Miscommunication often leads to arguments, but they usually end up being resolved with the two of you promising to be better.

G: Ghosts - How has their past shaped the kind of comfort they respond to best?

Julian's love language is Words of Affirmation, because they are what he never got from his father. He responds best to you reassuring him when he is feeling stressed. He highly values communication.

H: Home - What things (objects, sensations or people) remind them they’re safe after a scary situation?

If he doesn't have either you or a rum and coke in his hand, he could go crazy.

I: Isolation - How do they soothe themselves when no one is around to soothe them?

He needs time alone. The chaos and noise of the trailer park gets to him sometimes, so he'll find an excuse to retreat to his trailer and try to calm himself down.

J: Joy - When was the first time they were truly happy after going through something terrible?

Julian met you after a rough patch of failed schemes and mounting legal trouble, which stressed him to no end. Meeting you on that day was so unexpected, yet so perfect, that he found himself forgetting all of his troubles after seeing you for the first time.

K: Kindness - Do they believe they deserve the comfort they receive? Why or why not?

Not usually. It takes a while for him to get used to you showing him genuine kindness.

L: Levity - What or who helps them take their mind off of the circumstances?

Julian has a self-help book for most situations. He goes to them when he feels uncertain, often looking for answers to questions that he doesn't even know how to ask. The endless digging usually ends up calming him down regardless.

M: Music - Is there a song that comforts them? Why is it comforting to them?

"Hey, ain't life wonderful?" -- I feel like this song would make him feel seen.

N: Nostalgia - What things that comforted them as a kid still work today? Does anyone know that?

It's no secret that his grandmother is who introduced him to the comforts of rum, but sometimes what he really needs is a quiet night with a blanket and a good book.

O: Overworked - Who or what tells them to stop working and take care of themselves?

You're the only person that he will actually listen to when you tell him to take a breather. Whenever anyone else tries to get him to see reason, he brushes them off, thinking that they have no idea what he can (or cannot) handle. You're different, though. He's never allowed himself to be known by anyone on the level that you do.

P: Please - Have they ever begged for someone to comfort or stay with them? What was that incident like?

Not really. He's the type of person to let someone leave if they want to, but there’s no doubt that he’ll fight for you. He'll definitely ask for comfort if he needs it, but only if he feels comfortable enough with the person to do so.

Q: Questions - Are they eager to talk about what or why they’re hurting? Why or why not?

At first, he is hesitant because he is so used to playing the role of the strong one, the protector of the park. But once he allows his walls to come down, he becomes an open book.

R: Relief - How do they react to the realization that they will soon be fully recovered?

I don't want to do this one. so i'm not going to. lol

S: Scared - What would it take for them to admit that they’re scared?

It would take a situation that could shake him to his core in order for him to admit that he's scared. Julian is tough, and can handle a lot, but there are a few things that he can break his composure. He has anxiety about money, of course. Being able to live the life that he wants, to be able to retire and live a peaceful, quiet life in Sunnyvale without having to worry about being locked up ever again. When that goal is threatened, he'll eventually admit his fear.

T: Time - How long does it take for them to feel better after an ordeal or illness? Do they tend to lie about how soon they feel better?

Julian knows how important rest is, especially if he is physically hurt. He'll do as much as he can to take the time to recover, but the needs of the people around him do tend to get in the way sometimes. In that case, he'll lie to avoid people worrying about him.

U: Ugly - What part of their recovery process are they ashamed of, if any?

When he's in pain, he can get snippy and aggravated. He also relies on drinking more than usual during these times, so that can become an issue.

V: Valiant - Has anyone told them they were brave for facing what they did? How would they react if someone did?

No. If you ever told him that, he would most likely brush it off, but it would be emotionally overwhelming for him. Nobody really shows him much appreciation.

W: Why? - How did they process what happened to them?

He journals. It’s his private haven to write down his thoughts without feeling any pressure.

X: Xenas - Do they see anyone as an inspiration in their recovery? Does their inspiration know about this?

His grandmother definitely saved him from his father's wrath. Her headstrong attitude inspires him to be who he is.

Y: Yearn - What gesture, person or thing do they desperately want, but would never actually ask for?

He really, really, really wants to get married. Have a kid or two, and just live a normal life. Be a good dad. He doesn't know how to ask for this. He doesn't think he's good enough for it.

Z: Zero - What is the best way to comfort them without touching them?

Sometimes he just needs you by his side, silently supporting him by simply being present in his life. He values consistency, craves it, since he doesn't see it anywhere else except in his relationship with you.

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bonefall · 1 year

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Could you please recommend some good Warriors fanfics or authors? :•)

To be honest I've really fallen far behind on reading fanfiction since I started throwing my back into running this blog, since Clan Culture research takes up a lot of my time

But I do follow Birdsong-warrior's Swifthawk's Chance, especially with how much effort they put into portraying Swifthawk's injuries and the attention to detail they put into family trees. Not to mention how excellent they are at capturing the utter dread of having such a toxic family member. It's something special, definitely check it out.

My buddy @katiek101's work is real good, particularly the History Has Its Eyes On You series. I tore through the whole thing on a long bus ride, they have a great way of showing how this volatile couple has a deep and comforting bond under it all, and I adore the way they describe yearning. It made me enjoy Romantic RussetfurxBlackstar when I usually get behind them as Gay Besties, which I think says a lot.

Aaaand I really enjoy Fire and Water, which is a retelling of TPB following Fireheart joining RiverClan instead of ThunderClan. I hesitate to call it an AU, because it keeps the events largely the same while just putting the POV in another Clan. Its worldbuilding is brilliant, it manages to make every Clan feel distinct in the short time we spend with each one, and never forgets the 'emotional core' at the center of character arcs. Its current sequel novella, Leopardstar's Lament, has been absolutely marvelous.

So there you go! Three recommendations. Right now I'm rereading TNP for my rewrite.

#Fanfic recs #Warrior cats #Fic recs #bone babble

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unhingedthirst · 1 month

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“It’s my thigh or nothing, I’m not helping you get off.” For Cyrus × Fem!Reader

I was promised a kidney for this but honestly the fact that you love and support my work will always be more than enough!

Edit- I wrote this right when it was requested but intended to finish it at some point- I didn’t so have this first part of an unfinished fic :3

Living in Sunnyvale and having a situationship with Cyrus came with its own set of difficulties. You didn’t know exactly what you guys were but you know that living next to his sworn enemy was the catalyst for a lot of rough angry sex. Not that you were complaining. Julian, bubbles and Ricky pestered you often about your involvement with Cyrus. You were all sitting around in Julian’s trailer smoking dope laughing about something dumb Ricky said. You all sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments and than Ricky turned to you “why are you dating that fucking dick Cyrus anyway?” It seemingly came out of nowhere but you looked around your friends and they just waited for your response with eager eyes. You sighed “one we aren’t dating..we just hang out.” You say sheepishly and Julian scoffs at you “I can’t believe you bang that creep” you roll your eyes at the man; their disgust used to bother you a lot more but now it was just par for the course. “You guys are just mad that you aren’t banging me” you say confidently and the men collectively groan. You didn’t even know if that statement was true but by how jealous they all acted it be seemed like the logical answer. Bubbles finally spoke after awhile of just listening “you’re a pretty lady and all” he sqawks out and you smile softly with pride “but we care about you. He’s not a good guy!” Bubbles explains and you pat his knee lovingly. A deep blush forms on his cheeks and than Julian speaks again “he can’t even protect you he’s a fucking pussy” Ricky nods. You huff a frustrated breathe and than quickly duck and cover when Ricky pulls out his gun and starts waving it around “he can’t even shoot anything! He’s a dumb idiot coward! He can’t protect you from shit!” Ricky yelled and you got up to leave as Julian and bubbles start scolding him. You yell a goodbye and leave the rest of your dope as a sign of good faith. What they didn’t understand is how sweet Cyrus is with you; fingers in your hair and lips pressed to your neck. Every time you saw him he’d pull you into his lap and say “tell me about your day baby.” It felt so intimate. There was definitely feelings involved on both sides but you weren’t about to be the dumb girl that tries to tie a guy like Cyrus down. He was also so amazing in bed; when you guys were alone and he starts touching you, you lose all brain function. you found your way once again in Cyrus’s car; you’d called him the second you left Julian’s trailer. He was quick to pick you up; eager to get laid probably. As he pulls in front of your trailer the boys are sitting around the shit mobile now drinking. You close your eyes and take a deep breathe bracing for the annoyance you are about to endure. Cyrus makes eye contact with Ricky as he goes in and kisses you hello. Before you could commend Ricky for keeping his cool Cyrus yells out “Fuck off Ricky. I’ve got work to do” and points to you. You shove him with your elbow as you bury your face in your hands. Ricky loses it throwing a beer bottle and screaming at your non boyfriend’s red corvette as he speeds out. Cyrus has always been a tough nut to crack, if felt like he was constantly on a losing streak but with you it felt like he was winning. It started out as just fucking someone hot that he was pretty sure Julian and Ricky were interested in but now it turned into another person accepting him as he was even if it meant you being okay with him keeping you at arms length. You hadn’t discovered how much of a loser he was yet and he was eager to keep it that way.

#elle speaks #trailer park boys #tpb #trailer park boys fanfiction #trailer park boys smut #Cyrus trailer park boys #tpb julian #tpb smut #ricky tpb #tpb Cyrus

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