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#genius!soap
dante-mightdie · 16 days
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shut up. imagine bimbo reader finding some dumb brute, thinking that’s all the love she deserves:( and soap finding her at the same bar, draped around that dude’s arm.
bimbo reader deserves a happy ending idc :(((
c/w: mistreatment towards reader, slightly misogyny, groping, happy ending for reader and johnny <3
he’s devastated when he sees you, sees what’s become of the beautiful girl he once had. that bright, charming smile looks like it’s being forced onto your face every time the dickhead your with makes some degrading joke about you in front of his friends, roughly nudging you when you don’t laugh
his arm is snug around your shoulders, one hand groping your chest. you try and squirm from his grip, clearly embarrassed from this treatment but he just tugs you further into his side, whispering something in your ear which makes you stop moving instantly
when you stand from the table, he raises his hand and slap you on your ass. the smack echoing through the bar and making you stumble in your heels. he shoves some cash into your hand and nudges you towards the bar
the fake smile on your face drops once you’re away from your new man, nervously shifting on your feet at the bar as the bartender clearly ignores you for some girl he’s trying to chat up instead of serving. johnny downs the rest of his drink before excusing himself from his table. he stands a few feet from you next to the bar, where you don’t see him
“oi, the lass is waiting!” johnny calls out to the bartender, who immediately rolls their eyes and walks over to begrudgingly take your order. you turn to johnny, prepared to thank the random stranger who helped you. but your small smile drops when you see him
“oh… it’s you. thank you.” you mumble, looking down at your feet. johnny frowns, shifting nervously on his feet
“no problem, hen. how’re ye? ye look good…” he says and his throat suddenly feels dry. you look like you don’t want to talk to him and it eats him up inside. your eyes flick back up towards him, looking up at him through your long lashes
“thanks. so do you…” there’s an awkward silence between the two of you and your grateful when the bartender finally places a beer in front of you
“ye drink beer now? ye always used to cringe when I offered you a sip of mine…” johnny chuckles, recalling how you used to refer to it as bread soda or something silly like that
“it’s not for me, it’s for my boyfriend. I left my purse at home and he doesn’t wanna pay for one of my ‘silly cocktails’.” you say with a small frown, shifting on your feet
“I’ll get ye a drink, doll. whaddya-“ johnny starts, reaching into his back pocket for his wallet but you grab his wrist to stop him
“you don’t have to do that. I have to get back to- oh.” you begin protest until you look over to your table to see some girl sat in your boyfriend’s lap, his hand planted firmly on her ass. johnny sees your lip wobble and his heart absolutely shatters in his chest
he knows he has no room to talk, he broke your heart and he’ll regret it for the rest of his life. he knows he was pathetic and he should’ve stood up for you. when he let you go, you took all the light in his life with you. he missed you terribly all day and dreamt about you every night
he hears a small sob escape your mouth before you turn on your feet, rushing to get out of the bar and away from him before you fully break down. johnny curses under his breath before running out after you
he finds you around the corner of the bar, hugging yourself as protection from the bitter midnight chill. he takes off his bomber jacket and drapes it over your shoulders when he comes up behind you. you jump and let out a little squeak, wiping your eyes when you turn around and notice it’s him
“I’m okay.” you sniffle, “he does this sometimes but he always says sorry and he’s really nice to me for the next few days!”
johnny doesn’t even know what to say to you for a second, settling for a quiet ‘oh, darlin…’
he pulls you into his arms, letting you cry against his chest whilst he pets over your hair. he presses a kiss to the top of your head, his strong arms slowly swaying you from side to side. “I’m such a fuckin’ dick, bonnie. shoulda never let ye go.”
you sniffle, “thought I wasn’t smart enough.” johnny shakes his head, hugging you tighter to his body. his big hand soothing up and down your back
“I’m clearly not the smart one if I make stupid decision like throwing you away, love. what kinda idiot am I to have given up the most amazing girl, eh? take me back, please, bonnie?” he pleads, pulling back slightly to be able to cup your cheeks and wipe your tears away with his thumbs,
“under one condition…” you sniffle, your lip jutting out in a pout. johnny nods his head eagerly, clearly ready to fulfill whatever major quest you’re going to give him
“anything, bonnie. anything for ye…” he says, his thumbs gently running over your cheekbones
“you go back inside and get my purse. I left it on the table and it’s my favourite one. and it’s got my juicy couture lipgloss in it.” you say, making johnny let out a a quiet chuckle, his eyes lightening up when he realises he’s got you back. he leans forward and places a few sweet pecks to your lips
“course.” he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his car keys. “go wait in the car and i’ll get it.”
you nod and trot off, heels clicking against the concrete of the pavement on the way to his car. he watches you until your safe and in the car before heading back inside. he saunters over to your table and grabs your purse, tapping your now-ex boyfriend on the shoulder
“oi.” is all he says, waiting until he turns to face him before landing a heavy punch to the guys face, knocking him backwards. he doesn’t say anything else, tucking your purse under his arm and stomping out the bar and over to his car. a smirk on his face when he sees you clap in excitement when you see him holding your purse <3
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tb-png · 3 months
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workout buddies! - 👻 🧼
Some historians might call them great workout partners, others might even be inclined to call them good friends
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j3llyf1shdust · 8 days
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you know how by the end of frontiers sonic’s super form has blue eyes?
i decided that post frontiers sonic has golden eyes now.
not only does he contrast tails so much more, but his super form is getting stonger and Im sorry but i love overpowered characters so much.
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quozacheese · 1 year
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doodles
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cod-dump · 6 months
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What would be everyone’s reaction when they found out how much of a menace Price was when he was younger?
Price playing instruments and singing surprisingly good just to ensure he was annoying the rest of his team? Would they believe that the same man that’s their Captain was such a troublemaker to his Captain?
I can imagine all the stories Nikolai and Laswell have of Price being chaotic in his youth, they’re such crazy stories that the team refuses to believe it until Price has to confirm they’re real.
The fact is, none of them would believe either Laswell or Nikolai. None of them could imagine or comprehend the thought of Price being a menace so they just chose to not believe anything Laswell or Nik said. They were obviously just trying to fuck with them.
But, then it happened. It wasn’t really a meeting, just Laswell and Price sitting around a large table with files everywhere, looking over all the intel they had that could be of use for an upcoming mission. They were barely talking, just murmuring as they moved files and reports into different piles, each showing the relevance they had with the mission.
Soap had walked in, holding a few more files for them to look over.
“Alejandro sent over some papers that might be useful.”
Now, Price was really out of it. He had been focusing on the papers so long now it had put him in some kind of trance. He heard Soap say ‘Alejandro’ and Price did what he thought was appropriate.
“Alejandro- Alejandro-“
It was so soft Soap thought he was hearing things. But no, he wasn’t. Price was softly singing under his breath, still focused on the files lying before him.
Soap stares because why was it in tune?
“Don’t bother me- Ah. Why are you still here?” Price snapped out of the trance, acting as if he was completely unaware of what he was just doing.
“You were-“
“Soap, I’m working. And I’m pretty damn sure you’re supposed to be helping Ghost.”
“But-“
“Piss off!”
Soap blinks, stunned. He starts to leave the room, staring at Price as the man turned back to the files, muttering under his breath. Soap makes eye contact with Laswell before he leaves the room. She was smirking, the loudest ‘I told you so’ he has heard/seen in a while.
Soap leaves the room, running back to Ghost’s office so he could tell him what he had just witnessed.
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forestshadow-wolf · 7 months
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We should totally start a soapghost fic google doc (or something) that several writers have access to
The idea is that everyone has to work together to make a (semi) cohesive story. Anyone could add anything or change (enhance) wording, but couldn't erase or discredit anyone else's writing (probably differentiate using font colors)
The catch is that everyone has to communicate via only the comments feature, no calls or anything.
Edit: check the reblogs, yall :)
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crumbleclub · 11 months
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hmm.
the afton kids having complicated methods of hiding information or contraband from william.
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theredheaded-stuff · 2 years
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Damijon ask:
Damian develops a crush on Jon and begins to draw him in his sketchbook a lot because of it. So what would happen if one day, Jon, while waiting in Damian's room, walked by his desk and accidentally dropped Damian's sketchbook on the ground (since it was sitting on the edge of the desk), making it fall open in the process, revealing to him the pages that have him drawn in it?
How would Jon react about it after seeing them and how would he react around Damian after? Would he try to bring it up or keep it to himself?
Highschool sweethearts au
@spider-jaysart
I chose this name because is normally what people do when they're the highschool artist and have a crush
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Damian being the artistc soul he is of couse would draw the one he likes perfectly, and his drawings skills are just amazing.
Everyone of the main nine knew of Damian's crush on Jon, well everyone but jon ( in that case would be Maya, Billy, Kathy, Colin, Tai, Suren, Mara, Jon, Damian)
Damian wasn't subtle, c'mon, he had sketchbooks full of superboy and Jons drawings, if you don't know something is happening or you're blind or you're oblivious as jon
Jon was surprised, and then he didn't believed at all, well Damian draw everyone on the main nine didn't he? He started to see more pages and there it was some drawings of the group but then...him again.
Jon could feel his face grow more Reeder at every single page passed, Colin stared at him quietly, in thoughts he swears if this half alien boy don't pick up the hint now he is seriously dumb
Maya and Tai are playing paper and scissors to see if Jon gonna hide the sketchbook or go confront Damian about the drawings, maya bet her luck at hiding the drawings but talking about it later, she was right.
After everything Damian got back to the room, smiling widely as a Wayne could, some deserts on his arms while he shout out to everyone "is snack time, no no choice in the matter, yes Tai you need stop to drink your water, no no objections accepted"
Jon was tomato red, his eyes looking around the room shamelesy avoiding Damian's green eyes, well it was what he did all the time now, since he also discovered a crush on the boy
Damian perceives of couse, but can't quite get himself to understand why Jon is doing it, he simply nods to Maya and she does take care of the matter of Jon snacks, he knew Jon would avoid him for the time being.
Damian won't admit ever in life, but he was scared to know why or what he did to Jon start avoid his eye, so he didn't asked, everything was fine, after all Jon was quite oblivious himself, surely he would ignore his heartbeat getting faster everytime the Kryptonian got closer
Alfred the cat was very clear on what he wanted while bitting Damian's shirt sleeves, Damian leaves the room to feed the desperate kitten, even if he did put food for him at some minutes.
Colin exchange looks to Maya, who exchanges with Kathy and then with Tai, they started a pretended banter about "why Damian had left?" Dramatically every single one of them adds a reasoning until it got to the point "Damian is upset!"
Jon shakes while he hears, worried that he may or not be the cause of Damian "upset mood" he leaves the room gathering his courage to talk to his best friend
Damian gave Alfred the cat some treats happily, he won't admit that he was sure a little uncomfortable with Jon's avoiding gaze, until he didn't.
They started talking about some movies struggling to keep a subject, maybe internally both knew something was off, maybe Titus knew since he jumped on both taking them down, they laughed while petting the big dog
The tension was not int he environment anymore, the both exchange a long look that resulted in sweet smiles.
Maybe for the time being Jon would not touch in the subject, but you know what? He has enough time to touch on it and rip the band-aid of someday but today he was just smile and let his head rest on Damian shoulder
Titus was still on their lap, Alfred did room on Jon's hoodie, Damian comfortably watched the sweet now asleep boy, for the time being he would admit to himself he was happy with what they have
Jon have him and Damian have Jon even if the other doesn't quite perceived, they do feel belonging to each other
Tim smiles with the scene at his front, almost mischievously while he let Alfred treat toy disappear on the laundry room, Maya was right they did make a cute couple indeed.
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atopvisenyashill · 2 days
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the best part about finding a good long fic is when you get to a point in the story where you’re like “hmmm i’m not sure if i like that” but then THEY MAKE IT WORK and you’re like oh shit. you sick son of a bitch this is some professional ass shit you got here. alright.
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dante-mightdie · 16 days
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Genius soap x Bimbo reader where Johnny invites the guys out for a beer/a drink at the bar and he brings Bimbo!reader cause he wants to introduce her. He wants to propose and this is his found family so if they approve then she’s definitely they one…right?
they all are like “Johnny…mate…you could do so much better! She’s dumber than a bag of rocks!”
:)
no but this actually made me so sad :( I love it
c/w: more angst for you, (spoiler) break-up
you were so excited to meet his mates too, dressing up all pretty just to go the pub. chatting johnny’s ear off about how you hope they like you :(
he expected them to love you just as much as he loves you. thought they’d love your sweet smile and naive nature. imagine his disappointment when they immediately start dogging you out when you prance off to the ladies room to touch up your makeup
“c’mon, johnny. this has gotta be a joke.” simon scoffed, taking a sip of his bourbon
“whaddya mean?” johnny asks, shocked by his words
“she’s a lovely girl…” price says, “but she’s not the brightest, eh?”
“well, no but-“
“never heard someone yap so much and yet say so little.” kyle cuts soap off, making all the lads at the table laugh. except johnny, who just frowns and looks down at the table
the laughter stops when you come back to the table, linking your arm with soap’s who shrugs it off and clears his throat, “we’re gonna head off, lads. nice seeing ye.”
the car ride home was quiet, at least on johnny’s part. you were talking his ear off about how nice you thought his friends were and how you’d like to hang out with them again. soap just gave you a forced smile and nod every few seconds until he pulls up outside your house
confused you turn to look at him, “I thought we were staying at yours, baby.”
johnny gulps before turning to you, a frown pulling at his lips. “listen, bonnie. I think… I think we should stop seeing each other.”
the look of devastation that flashed across your face was enough of make him look away, making him feel like a coward, “what- I don’t- I don’t understand.”
johnny can almost hear the way your lip quivers as you speak and it takes everything in him not to take it back but he stands firm, “I’m sorry, hen. It’s just… I need to be with someone more like me. ye understand, yeah?”
“oh.” you say, looking down at your lap. tears begin slipping down your cheeks and you instantly wipe them away, “I understand.”
he feels like the biggest piece of shit in the world when you mumble that last bit. even though you’re not the brightest, you know what he’s getting at. he’s saying that you’re not smart enough to be with him
“I’ll, uh… I’ll drop yer stuff off in a couple of days. I’m sorry…” he says, finally building up the courage to look at you again. you give him a wobbly smile, more tears threatening to spill over. you don’t trust yourself to speak so you just nod your head before grabbing your purse and climbing out of his car
he watches you walk up to your door. he can’t see your face but judging by the way your shoulders shake and the way your hands come up to wipe at your cheeks, he knows your burst out into tears the second you got out of his car
he lets out a heavy sigh before pulling out of your drive, the sweet smell of your perfume still lingering in the air as he drives home with a heavy heart
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papirouge · 1 year
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highkey admirative of Neil Ellice (Johnny -Soap- Mactavishl) branding on TikTok 🧼👀
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claredanko · 9 months
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RIVERDALE. IS. NOT. MID.
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quatregats · 6 months
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Concept for a hilarious and extremely chaotic but also excellent 2024 language goal: Watch Goenkale and Pobol y Cwm simultaneously
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ramrage · 1 year
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i have little to offer this fandom so uh here’s a joke scene i imagined hope u love it
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hereticallyeverafter · 4 months
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controversial opinion: I think Dawn should produce a line of body wash in their classic dish-soap bottle and the soap will blue and it WILL be duck scented (just like the dish soap)
@DawnCo. send my check in the mail 🐥
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numberonecodwomenfan · 2 months
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i need more people to write soap as a math and science genius
like he is a human calculator. gaz shows it off as a party trick even though soap is the one actually doing something. like
“oy, look what my mate can do- soap, c’mere!”
and soap, who has done this a thousand times before, walks over.
“ok, ok- someone ask him a math problem. like- literally anything.”
someone gaz is talking to goes “uhh… seven radical three times the square root of nine,” and soap blinks a few times, stares at the ceiling for a moment, his fingers flick around a little, and about ten seconds later he says “36.37”
and someone pulls out a calculator and goes, “holy shit, he’s right!”
and soap is just like “are you done now?” so that he can finally go back to shamelessly hitting on his lieutenant.
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