Aidan has MOVED @lovelustaidanoneil - Tumblr Blog

[PSA: BLOG MOVE]

So, I finally caved and have converted one of my blogs into a multi-muse blog. This blog will linger for a while while I shift content (pictures, headcanons, archived threads, etc), slowly but surely, but I will not be reblogging anything more to this particular blog. If you still would like to interact with Aidan and see what he’s up to, he can now be found at xjenesaispas.

Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to save or any threads you’d like to drop.

#PSA #queue

lovelustaidanoneil

[PSA: BLOG MOVE]

So, I finally caved and have converted one of my blogs into a multi-muse blog. This blog will linger for a while while I shift content (pictures, headcanons, archived threads, etc), slowly but surely, but I will not be reblogging anything more to this particular blog. If you still would like to interact with Aidan and see what he’s up to, he can now be found at xjenesaispas.

Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to save or any threads you’d like to drop.

#PSA #queue

lovelustaidanoneil

[PSA: BLOG MOVE]

So, I finally caved and have converted one of my blogs into a multi-muse blog. This blog will linger for a while while I shift content (pictures, headcanons, archived threads, etc), slowly but surely, but I will not be reblogging anything more to this particular blog. If you still would like to interact with Aidan and see what he’s up to, he can now be found at xjenesaispas.

Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to save or any threads you’d like to drop.

#PSA

lovelustaidanoneil

[PSA: BLOG MOVE]

So, I finally caved and have converted one of my blogs into a multi-muse blog. This blog will linger for a while while I shift content (pictures, headcanons, archived threads, etc), slowly but surely, but I will not be reblogging anything more to this particular blog. If you still would like to interact with Aidan and see what he’s up to, he can now be found at xjenesaispas.

Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to save or any threads you’d like to drop.

#PSA #self reblog #will queue this for a few more days

[PSA: BLOG MOVE]

So, I finally caved and have converted one of my blogs into a multi-muse blog. This blog will linger for a while while I shift content (pictures, headcanons, archived threads, etc), slowly but surely, but I will not be reblogging anything more to this particular blog. If you still would like to interact with Aidan and see what he's up to, he can now be found at xjenesaispas.

Please let me know if there's anything you'd like me to save or any threads you'd like to drop.

#PSA #this will probably get reblogged a few more times and I'm sorry for that

millennialgothic-deactivated201

Mal chuckled, a large grin painting across his features. “I appreciate the sentiment.” he answered, guiding Aidan to the front door of his building and fishing in his pocket for his keys.

"Alright, dude, I’ll have you warm and toasty in a minute, okay? Let’s get you inside and I’ll make some coffee."

lovelustaidanoneil

"D'ya? D'ya really?" Aidan stopped abruptly, his grip still firm enough on Mal that he stumbled when his friend continued to move and he did not. "Nah, man. Listen-listen, just listen--" One inked hand clumsily found the other's chin, angling his face in a less than gentle manner so the reaper was looking at him. "You are... my bestest friend in th' whole world. Y'feel me?"

Just like that, Aidan tilted forward, crashing his lips against Mal's in the least graceful kiss he'd ever given.

#lacerxtedlullabies

jackdaskerfights-blog

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send me a “●” to have our characters meet 10 years into the future

Chains jangled as he was ushered into the room, head still up despite the security guards flanking him and the muddied orange suit stamped with the Coffee Creek insignia. Jack took a seat on the backless chair, really just a mushroom stool planted in the cement, and swiveled to face Aidan. A deep timbre told him some instructions he’d heard a million times and he extended his wrists for the cuffs to come off, dropping a wink in Aidan’s direction. “Gotta take my bling off,” he explained, voice muffled through the glass barrier. “Don’t want you stealing it.”

"Fifteen minutes." The door closed behind them and Jack reached for the phone on his side, leaning his elbow on the little counter and let the rest of his weight sag into it.

"Well, slap my tits and call me Dolly Parton." Lips pulled into his usual smile, the corner of his mouth creased as he did and the exposed eye tooth chipped from a brawl sustained the first day of his sentence. "Hey, waifu. You were the last person I’d expect to see here. Why don’t you take your shirt off and press your nips against the glass, gimme something to think about when I go to bed tonight."

jackdaskerfights-blog

Jack laughed, displaying his teeth. “Still wanna get conjugal with me, ah? I’m afraid there’s no hopping club scene and sprinkler system to go off in here. So we’ll just have to do with what we got.”

"Yeah. Really." He was serious until he started to be messed with, rolling his eyes and sneering his upper lip some. "Fuck you. I said it, don’t make me say it again." He did miss the other. And not in a ‘you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone’ sort of way like he missed everything else. No, he’d missed Aidan long before he’d been locked up.

Hazel eyes drew closer to him and how he wished there wasn’t a sheet of glass between them so he could grab those spectacles and run off with them, playing a candid game of keep-away. Jack rose his eyebrows, genuinely surprised. “Yeah? We making one of those virgin suicide pacts or something? What’s the surprise? I’ll tell you how it sounds once I know.”

lovelustaidanoneil

The laughter drew a few chuckles of his own from him, the smile and sounds of mirth contagious to the older man. "You should know the answer to that one is a fuckin' 'yes,'" he retorted, sticking his tongue out at the incarcerated man before him. "Shit, I don't care where we are or what's goin' on. You're the best I've ever had, hands-down." The smile that pulled at his lips was bittersweet, gaze dropping down to his own inked hand.

"Shit, Jack, what the fuck even happened?" The question was rhetorical, his gaze lifting back to the other man. "For what it's worth, I miss you too. World just doesn't seem right without you out there, makin' trouble."

when his promise was brought into question, he made a face, nose crinkling and brows knitting together. "Fuck off, what part of 'surprise' don't you understand? B'sides, I think we're as far away from virgins as it gets." A soft chuckle to punctuate, before he continued. "Shit, I dunno. A nice vacation? Get stoned on a beach somewhere, see the sights, all that shit? Fuck if I know, I just want..." Teeth caught at his lip, before he continued. "I wanna go somewhere with you, and god help me, I want it yesterday. S'why I said, if you're a good boy, get out early. I miss you, an' I wanna go back to causin' trouble with you. The good kind, yanno?"

#jackdaskerfights #;wooow this turned out way sappier than I meant for #;I'm not crying you're crying

death-becomes-you

Moan

Two. My muse will get down on their knees for your muse

"I’m on my knees, now what?" Oleander chuckled, looking up at the other.

death-becomes-you

"There’s nothing you can do to scare me." The God chuckled, still watching the man’s face. "Silly man."

lovelustaidanoneil

"Oh yeah?" Bending down again, he pressed a soft kiss to Ole's forehead, "Nothin' whatsoever? Not even a little bit?" Aidan was teasing at this point, his hand finally stilling over the God's shoulders.

#deathbecomesyou #;this is late and I do apologize

millennialgothic-deactivated201

"I understand." he reassured his friend, laughing softly at the sloppy affection. "I know how it is when things get too quiet, don’t worry."

They turned the corner and started up the street that lead to the block where Mal’s apartment was, the reaper still holding onto Aidan tightly as they moved along, Mal counteracting the sway in the other boys steps to stop him falling into the street and into the path of oncoming traffic.

"Let me know if you’re gonna throw up, okay? I’d rather not get puke on me if I can help it."

lovelustaidanoneil

A low hum rumbled in Aidan’s throat, his weight resting further upon his friend. “S'good, s'good," he mumbled, though it was unclear what he thought was 'good.' The hand at Mal's waist clumsily groped at his side, trying to pull the other man even closer, even though he was already leaning heavily against the reaper.

"You're like... you're m'best friend, y'know that?" Another clumsy kiss pressed against Mal (whether it was his temple or his cheek he wasn't even sure of at this point). "Fuckin'... fuckin' best friend in th' world."

#lacerxtedlullabies