#loser!soap

[machveil]

Loser!Johnny who dies a little on the inside every time you don’t smile or laugh at a joke or comment he thought was really funny. you still genuinely reacted well to it, but it wasn’t the belly laugh he was aiming for. he tries to laugh it off and wraps an arm around your shoulders, debating whether to make another joke or not (he always does because he has to prove to himself you find him hilarious)

Loser!Johnny who talks a lot about how you smell - whether it be your shampoo or a little spritz of something, or if that’s just all natural you. he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it, captivated by your scent and getting into your personal space. he doesn’t catch the awkward glint in your eyes, the way your smile is a little forced, he just sees you smiling at him and swoons. “You could sweat into a bottle, yeah? I’d wear it as cologne.”, straight faced and beaming, says it to you like it’s the most normal, mundane thing

Loser!Johnny who offers you his hoodie when you go to the gym with him. “Promise t’give it back, bonnie, need that one.”, he doesn’t mention he he’ll sleep in it tonight because it’ll smell like you. god, he’d rather you be in his arms, but this is the next best thing in his eyes. or maybe he’ll stuff a pillow in it, hug it tight to his chest, and pretend it’s you? it’s a little hard to figure out what he should do when his eyes are trained on you, happily walking around in his hoodie. don’t suppose you’d let him have a sip from your water bottle? he doesn’t mind sharing, spits the least of his concern— actually, it’s not a concern at all!

[karlachismylife]

I think I'm finally comfortable enough to ask y'all (pls don't hate me I've been in my own fandom bubble my whole life)

What is with the loser!character? Like, what does it mean? Why are they losers if they still have their careers/partners/good sex/whatever? Also what's the appeal? (not to shame again, genuinely curious since I'm always glad to learn what makes people tick, even if it ends up being not my cup of tea)

Please I'd be really grateful for any explanation of the trope cuz I am so lost every time I see it and it seems pretty popular...

(literally the only time i "used" something similar to this trope was when i worked as a sexter on OF and had a guy who was into humiliation; and it didn't look like what i see written in fics with this tag)

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Loser!Johnny who can’t get a date, let alone a hookup, to save his life. he lies through his teeth about taking people home and making them see stars, bites at his own biceps and scratches his back to ‘show off’ what the bonnie thing he brought home ‘did to him’. he’s willing to go to the grave lying with his whole chest because everyone assumes a massive flirt, an absolute dog, like him has game. the embarrassment that creeps up his throat and sits there while he marks himself up getting him painfully hard because he oh so desperately wishes someone else would actually do that to him

[machveil]

okay, what are our thoughts on Loser!Johnny because I have some loud ones

CW: Fem!Reader, oh no because I was rabid for this when I thought of it, Inexperienced!Virgin!Johnny, oral (fem!receiving)

Loser!Johnny whose charismatic, talkative self somehow can’t land a hookup. he’s not afraid to chat with a stranger, confident when he leans against a bar counter to flirt, but somehow no one ever goes for him. he’s had a couple dates, but they’d never call him back, and if they did they’d have an excuse to not meet up

Loser!Johnny who lies to the 141 about having hookups, about how he’s had dozens of partners - a little too insecure to admit he’s never done anything. he goes as far as to make scratch marks down his back himself so he can brag when they’re all changing. lying through his teeth, a lopsided smile masking his nerves as he talks about how, “Aye, the last lass left with a limp.”

Loser!Johnny who’s desperate for attention, he comes up to you and stays by your side for as long as he can. he’s touchy too, hands clinging to whatever you’ll let him grab. his ears are burning hot when you smile at him, when you laugh at his jokes, god forbid you touch him. his heart hammers against his chest when you rest your hand on his bicep

Loser!Johnny who goes slack jawed when he sees your midriff, cheeks burn a little hot when your neckline is low. he can’t help but stare at you, chest tight when he manages to look away. he feels pathetic, craves any form of affection you’ll give him. he knows he’s screwed when you call him handsome, your innocent little remark making him choke up

Loser!Johnny kisses you messily, all spit and teeth and too much tongue, hands moving to grope whatever he can. you’ve barely touched him and he’s already hard, painfully so as he tries to grind his bulge against your thigh. he’s too eager to feel you, can’t help the pitiful moans leaving him as you press a gentle kiss to his lips

Loser!Johnny who mumbles ‘thank you’s against your neck between sloppy kisses and nips, caught up in the moment - finally being able to be intimate with someone, with you. and, even though he knows you wouldn’t judge him, he keeps pretending. he’s lying to himself that he knows what to do, tells himself that he’s watched enough porn to know where he should touch you

Loser!Johnny who tries to eat you out, drooling against your cunt, spit and slick coating his scruffy chin. Johnny who moans deeply when your hand weaves into his hair, pulling him back. he nearly comes in his pants when you guide him, making him suck on your clit before he dips down to lap at your slit. his legs twitch when you whine, knees digging into the sheets as you tug at his mohawk

Loser!Johnny who flushes from embarrassment when he spills into his boxers, warm cum seeping into the fabric - all because you said his name, whined it with a sharp pull of his hair. he wants to talk to you, say something dirty while you cry out for him, but for once he doesn’t have anything witty to say. instead of praising you, or murmuring something degrading, he runs his mouth against your sobbing cunt

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Loser!Johnny who steals one of your shirts. he tells himself he’ll give it back eventually, slip it into your room again someday. until then? he’s padding around his apartment with it. honestly, he acts like a child with it - a little reminiscent of Linus from Charlie Brown, Johnny just holds it while going about his business

Loser!Johnny who lounges on his couch, your shirt draped over his chest like a small blanket. he wishes it was you, cuddled up against him, desperate for his touch - desperate like he is for yours. but no, all he has is your shirt, one hand idly thumbing at the fabric while the other scrolls through his phone

Loser!Johnny who gets a little lonely at night, poor thing. it gets to him, the half of his bed that’s empty and cold, so he thickly swallows. he feels pathetic, your shirt swallowing one of his pillows, hugging it to his chest. sliding his hands under the makeshift pillow cover, pretending its your back, while he presses his face to the front. even in his sleep he’s thinking of you, hugging his pillow a little closer while he dreams

[machveil]

About to die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Any more loser!soap in the works...? Possibly..? He's so pathetic I just want to hug him and kiss him and let him slobber all over me ohhhhh I love that man YOUR HONOR I LOVE THAT MAN!!!!!!!!!!

(I saw your follow up ask, no sweat, bestie)

I do have more Loser!Soap in my drafts! I think I have two right now, possibly two more to be added. I just love the idea that Loser!Johnny puts on the act that he has mad game but the furthest he’s ever gotten was a sloppy make out (he accidentally bit their lip too hard or something). he is willing to lie and bullshit everyone until the day he dies, praying for a smidge of pussy or dick, he would take a hand— a pinkie finger at this point