February 12th

Episode 4

[tonysleatherjacket]

Clony prompt 32 :)

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Six months. It had been six months since Hannah had died. Six months since he had listened to the tapes that had almost completely destroyed his life. And also, six months since Tony Padilla had reentered his life. They’d been friends before, but had slowly grown apart. Clay thought that after everything that had happened with the tapes, Tony would go right back to being nothing more than an acquaintance, but he was wrong. Tony had still been there for him. And somehow, he had developed intense feelings for him. He didn’t know when they first started, just somehow recognized them one evening when they were studying for a test together; Tony had made a joke, what he had actually said had gone right over Clay’s head, but it was the way he looked. Like Clay was seeing him for the first time or something, as cliche and dumb as that sounded. His brown eyes and perfect smile were enough to make him melt. He remembered thinking, “Wow, Tony Padilla is beautiful, and I kind of want to kiss him right now.” But he hadn’t. Up until now. They were sitting in Tony’s mustang, parked in front of Clay’s house on a sunny Wednesday afternoon, and Clay was about to get out of the car when he just lurched forward, and pressed his lips against Tony’s. Tony was frozen at first, but hesitantly kissed back. “Clay?” Tony pulled back, smiling shyly. “I hope that was okay?” He asked stupidly.Tony actually laughed. “Of course it was. I just didn’t expect it.” Clay leans back into his seat. “I’ve….wanted to do that for a long time. I’m….I think I’m in love with you.” He said in a rushed and worried voice, not brave enough to look at Tony as he spoke. “And I’m terrified.”Tony’s facial features softened, when Clay finally had the courage to look up at him after a few long seconds, and he stared at Clay intensely. “Don’t be terrified. I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.” Then he pulled Clay in for another longer, even sweeter kiss.

[tonylovesclayandclaylovestony]

Oblivious, Clay is Oblivious pt. 1

Tony: *kisses Clay*

Clay: ????why are you hitting me with your lips??

Tony: *looks at the camera like he’s in The Office*

[linkkay]

For the anon that requested Tony and Clay being protective over Tony's little sister

634 words Ship: Clay x Tony Fandom: 13 Reasons Why I’m not the greatest writer, but I definitely did give this a shot and it was pretty fun! Hope you like it!

Tony laid comfortably with his boyfriend on the couch, but not relaxed. He just couldn’t get the time out of his head.

Of course it wasn’t the fact that it was late that left him worried. There were nights where him and Clay never slept because they were too busy on the phone with each other, laughing and giggling like teenage girls. The fact that it was nearing midnight didn’t scare him, but what did scare him however, was that his sister had been out since 8:00.

Tony wasn’t a brother that would parent his siblings, because he of course wasn’t their parent and respected that. No, it was more so the love he had for all of them made him the protective older brother he was. And no one was complaining.

Clay shifted slightly to look up at him, his blue eyes bright with the reflection of the TV. So thats what it had come to. Trying to stay awake merely by having something to stare at, focus on.

“Tony.” Clay began, his voice rough from having not spoken for the past 2 hours. After he cleared his throat he tried again.

“Tony…”

Only then did the boy look back at him.

“Sorry, got a little distracted.” Tony chuckled and gave his signature half smile, more of a smirk really, and looked down at Clay, pressing a sweet kiss to his soft lips.

“Are you alright?” Clay knew something was wrong. He could tell just by the way Tony was restraining himself from any more physical contact than a small kiss.

Tony laughed. “Clay I’m fine.” He stated in between another series of chuckles.

“You know she’s fine. She’ll be home any minute.” Clay snuggled back up to him, resting his head on Tony’s shoulder, and beginning to drift into a soft sleep. All Tony could do was look at him. God he was cute…

After only a half an hour Tony felt drained. His eyes were terribly heavy and he felt as if he wasn’t even connected to his own body. In a sense that his eyes were fixed on the screen in front of him as a means to stay awake but everything else felt numb. He just wanted to sleep. He wanted to take his sleeping boyfriend upstairs, smooch him back to sleep, and curl up next to him. Something cute like that.

It wasn’t until Tony could feel his eyelids finally winning, and closing slowly and darkening his world that the door creaked open just slightly. At this, the couple snapped awake.

They sat up and watched as Tony’s younger sister creeped inside the doorway look guiltily at the pair, like a dog who knows they’ve done something wrong.

She stood in front of them as if expecting a huge lecture from the both of them, when only Tony spoke.

“What in the hell were you thinking? Do you even know what time it is? It’s 1:02 in the morning. Clay and I have been up all night waiting for you. We were worried sick and-” Tony felt the nudge on his shoulder from the taller boy. He looked up to see sympathetic eyes, almost convincing him to bring it back a notch.

“But..we’re just glad you’re okay.” Tony held his arms out, wrapping them around his sister tightly, giving little squeeze as if to make sure she was really there.

“Go to sleep ¿vale?” Tony patted her shoulder as she scooted by the two of them, making her way towards her room.

As she disappeared from their vision, Clay leaned on to Tony in an almost mocking manner.

“Cute.” Was all he whispered into the shorter boy’s ear before adding, “You’d make a great dad.”

“Oh shush, cariño.” Tony teased and pressed a small kiss to Clay’s lips.

[tonysleatherjacket]

Prompt 5, maybe ft Brad?

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Clay sat across from Tony in a booth at the back of Monet’s, taking small sips of his coffee. He listened to his boyfriend talk about his day, but he was kind of zoning out, instead focusing on the way Tony’s eyes seemed to light up as he started talking faster, obviously excited, various hand motions and gestures and all. Clay thought he could sit there forever, watching Tony talk about things he was passionate about. He’d never understand how he was lucky enough to end up with someone as amazing as Tony. “Tony?” a voice called out from somewhere near the entrance of the coffee shop.Clay broke his eyes away from Tony and followed his gaze. There stood, of all people, Brad. Brad walked up to their table and smiled brightly at Tony, Clay’s mood instantly souring. Obviously he’d never been a fan of Tony’s ex. “Brad.” Tony said back, smiling too.“It’s good to see you. How’ve you been?” They made small talk for a minute maybe, Clay noticing how Brad made small movements like standing closer and closer to Tony and putting his hand on his arm. Clay was practically fuming the whole time. Finally, Brad excused himself and went to the counter. Tony noticed Clay sitting with his arms crossed. “Clay?” he asked.“What?” Clay snapped, unintentionally sounding a bit harsh. Tony frowned. “Babe, is there something wrong?” He reached out and took Clay’s hand.“Oh no, not at all.” Clay said sarcastically, “watching your ex flirt with you makes me extremely happy.”“Wait a minute.” Tony actually laughed. “Are you jealous?” Clay blushed fiercely. “Of course not!” Then a few seconds later he said “Maybe a little.” “Mi amor,” Tony said firmly, staring into Clay’s eyes so hard he didn’t know whether to be intimidated or happy; depending on what the gaze meant. He was sure it was supposed to be affectionate, but it still kind of unnerved Clay. “You have nothing to worry about. I’m dating you, not Brad.”“Well, it sure didn’t seem that way a couple minutes ago!” Tony sighed, pushing himself forward to peck Clay’s lips. “Brad means nothing to me, you know this. I broke up with him because it was you I had feelings for, not him.” Clay kissed his boyfriend again, knowing he was right. He just couldn’t help but get a little jealous sometimes.

[clony-central]

HC, where they discover that Clay can come untouched, it happened one night with Tony fucking Clay slow and sweet and before either knew it Clay was coming undone. Now, it's Tony's like life goal to always get Clay off untouched rather it's soft, loving and sensual sex or rough, hard, and unforgiving sex. BTW I never knew how thirsty I was for clony, I saw you took smut requests and I nearly died. I love your hc!!!

1. Clay never came untouched before in his life. He was always begging for more of Tony’s hands, his mouth, basically anything to help push him over the edge. They were fucking in Clay’s bed - Tony being softer that night. He had their hands intertwined as they kissed when Clay unexpectedly groaned into his mouth and came, mouth going slack from the shocking pleasure.

2. Tony, finding the sight of Clay coming with no extra stimulation beautiful, was coming barely a minute later. And after they cleaned themselves and were cuddling, Tony was the one to bring it up. (“you know it’s a goal of mine to make you come untouched now.” “shut uuup, I was just riled up tonight. it will never happen again.”)

3. Clay thinks this discovery is both a blessing and a curse. The extra attention that Tony gave his body felt heavenly, but he wanted that attention on one spot in particular. No matter how many ‘threats’ he yelled to Tony as he teased him, they were mostly answered with a chuckle that sent chills down his spine. He was determined to see the look of pure ecstasy form across Clay’s face as he came untouched.

4. This didn’t mean that they always fucked with Clay coming untouched - neither of them would survive that. On some nights when the begging and the whimpering became to be too much, Tony took pity. On other nights when Clay took the lead, he would get his revenge and tease him back. Although Tony has yet to come untouched, Clay wants him to know just how desperate it feels to want (need) something so badly.

5. If Tony decided to fuck Clay on his stomach, the thrusting combined with the mattress rubbing against him almost always caused Clay to come untouched. Tony feels somewhat proud to be able to have his boyfriend come with the slightest of assistance. It proved just how much Clay trusted him to make sure he came at all.

6. The longest they have gone without having sex is a week and as soon as they were alone, they practically ripped their clothes off. During this, Tony made Clay come twice - one of which was untouched. Once Clay came down from his high, he flipped them over and sank down on his lap, bouncing like his life depended on it. (at the time, would make the argument that it did)

[tonylovesclayandclaylovestony]

Clay to Tony: yeah, im really sorry things ended with uhh … *looks at the smudged writing on his palm* Br … Bret? … Brayden??? … Bronciosaurus????????

[good-laughs-for-bad-days]

Tony to Clay: “I think I’m in love with you.”

Clay (oblivious): “You mean as friends?”

Tony (exasperated): “ Sure, Clay.”

[anywayyoucan]

I just saw that Netflix interview where Christian says that he and Dylan are going to do a spin off series called “Tony and Clay Take On The World” and I have never needed anything more

[bug-catcher-in-viridian-forest]

granada crew was crazy, not only for the visual metaphors, but also for all the fucking times they aligned mirrors to fully center someone’s face, like, how much free time they had they

[constantlyfreemaned]

Martin saving a little bee on the set of the hobbit…

[holmesianscholar]

What a gentle, kind soul

[monikakrasnorada]

I nearly cry everytime I see this.

[bene-batch]

[doctorcumberlock]

Ben’s actual hand writing :3

[tisnotmydivison]

now give us johns letter

[blueraspberries]

[waitedforgarridebs]

After they got married, Sherlock randomly starts introducing John and/or himself with a double name, despite the fact that they both decided to just keep their names as they are. John, obviously, doesn’t say anything against it, in fact he loves the little proud face that Sherlock makes each time he gets to introduce himself as “Sherlock Watson-Holmes”, but - and it takes John a little while to notice it - at times Sherlock exchanges the two last names and makes it a “Holmes-Watson”.

At first John can’t quite make sense of these very randomly occuring changes, nor can he place the almost gleeful smirk accompanying Sherlock’s name being mentioned first other than as Sherlock’s usual, occasional hubris.

That is, until the realisation what the decisive factor is hits John unexpectedly at their next crime scene, and he pulls Sherlock aside, not sure if he should rather be angry or burst out in a giggle fit.

“Sherlock, you cock, stop doing that!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking-”

“Don’t you even try. Just… stop switching the names.”

“John, as you might remember, we didn’t agree on having a shared name, so neither of these two options is exactly false-”

But John cuts him off by pulling him dangerously close, which makes Sherlock startle for a moment, and drops his voice as he continues:

“But I, for my part, do not want the entire Yard to eventually figure out that it’s code for ‘who of us topped last night’, so I suggest you drop it or I’ll make sure there won’t be a Mr Holmes-Watson for a very long time.”

[be-there-now-in-a-minute]

… one of many …

(My Johnlock fan art)

[tjlcandtea]

“Why do you hate the final problem?”

[inchells]

the secret to sherlocks perfect curls