It popped into my head, now you get it.
being in little shop rn is so silly bc i can see a picture of milo and go OH I KNOW WHICH SCENE/SONG THATS FROM way too easy. i just knoe the show too well now
Season 2 episode 7 spoilers
I need to talk about this because no one else has. When we see Maddie and Wally have done the deed and we see his butt, the song that’s playing it’s called damn, look at that view as the camera pans over them. And I’m like damn that’s a really fitting song to play right now 😂🤭😏 thank you writers and the creators for that, forever blessed 😂😏
First part of my Milo appreciation series 🤩🥺❤️ This time it's him in the iconic movie Journey To Bethlehem THE SONGS IN THIS MOVIE ARE SO GOOD WHAT
Oh do I got a surprise for yall tomorrow afternoon :)
Alright my precious little freaks of tumblr I’m gonna need WAY MORE WALLY CLARK X READER FICS I CANT HANDLE IT I HAVE THE LOVE AND NOWHERE TO PUT IT PLEASE
Milo Manheim
“In a world of boys, he’s a gentleman”
(Slut! Taylor’s Version by Taylor Swift)
Wally Clark Headcanons
Our babe loves to have his hair played with. It's one of the only things that truly relaxes him. Initially, he asks you to run your fingers through his hair just when he's extra stressed. Too much going on. Can't sleep, brain too busy, please help.
But then it becomes routine. Whenever you're lying together on the couch, watching a movie, he'll scooch over and lay his head in your lap, give you a sweet smile and then melt when you start to comb through his hair. He always falls asleep. Always.
Cuddled with you in bed, right before lights out, he'll nudge you with his nose; blink big eyes at you and ask, "head pats?" And how the hell can you say no? Have you seen those sweet brown cow-eyes!? That little pout!? You oblige instantly.
Still, there comes a day when you're maybe wondering if he's taking advantage. You're grumpy and overstimulated and annoyed, and he never asks anymore, just assumes you'll do The Thing if he gets in your space and presents his hair.
So, when it comes time for bed and he gently snuggles up, arm over your waist, head on your chest, expecting you to do what you always do...you decide not to. And he notices instantly. He gazes up at you, "head pats?" with those eyes. You don't move. Wally nuzzles his head against you, a tiny whine, and then, finally, a mousy little, "please?"
If you don't go gooey at that and give that boy his head scratches, you don't have a heart. Pointe finale.
they’re gay, your honor