FLIES TO WANTON BOYS.

❝ you ASK god one fucking favour &&, you don't only owe him for ONE life time but a fucking MILLION. ❞ independent oc written by mo.

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:) I have been inspired to make another oc :) back to the pkmn fandom with my ass ig

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ok her name is Judy she looks like this 

I've aways wanted a daughter and idk when Im gonna make her but I can't wait, I missed u guys.

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:) I have been inspired to make another oc :) back to the pkmn fandom with my ass ig

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Soyou (SISTAR) - “I Miss You” (Goblin OST)

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Okay but can I get a plot where MUSE A always sits on their lil balcony, just chillin’, drinking a cup of tea and watching the people outside pass by the street, whether it is early morning or later on the summer evenings. While MUSE B is often times in a hurry and this time had forgotten to shut the blinds – conveniently allowing MUSE A to look into their room while they are getting (un)dressed. Cue eye contact, a rather flustered MUSE A and a very smug MUSE B. 

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👌🏼👌🏼

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              he doesn’t remember a lot of what happened, other than that he was in it for a good time rather than a long time, there was music, loud talking and beer--- lots and lots of beer, and oddly john had never expected jean to be the one passing him more beer. (actually, it was probably to be passed on down the table, but john just kept drinking them.) perhaps that’s why john is slouched against the wall outside, shivering, feeling a mixture of both sick and sleepy. but still, the blame game is on. 

                                 ❝ you got me all FUCKED UP! ❞

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              you know how at a car crash people will often say ‘i wanted to look away, but i just couldn’t?’ that is how john feels now about what the other is saying, and he isn’t polite enough to even mask his disbelief with a smile or a nod, much rather the look of complete skepticism wiped over his expression before he found a chance to cut in on the other story. 

               ❝ i don’t BELIEVE a word you say, but I can’t STOP listening.❞

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                  it was almost funny-- there was at least three guys staring at her, shamelessly. not that john was inclined to say it out loud but damn it was almost SICKENING to see such love sick guys, and what was worse is that, she hadn’t even seemed to notice them standing there drooling over her the way they were, and so john gently nudges her elbow and cants his head toward her little fans,

                             ❝ your just the girl ALL THE BOYS want to dance with, aren’t you. ❞

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@hhemeraa // call

              ❝ I SAID i’ll be fine. ❞ perhaps myles enjoyed torturing john--- perhaps he was the only one who was allowed to hurt john because, ( or maybe john is just delusional from the blood seeping through the slash in his side ) he think myles looks somewhat annoyed right now by the fact someone ELSE had been playing with God’s rag-doll.

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                    OUT OF CHARACTER, hi everyone, we’re back ! like this for a fall out boy starter bc im emo again and i need something to do while i read boring law things.

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[kiokku]

❛ I can hear your heart beat — it’s soft.❜ :)

SHIPPY-ISH/FLUFF-ISH STARTERS

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       The two were no strangers to physical intimacy, often spending time just wrapped up and intertwined with one other. Resting on her back, the blonde held John to her chest, fingers stroking gently through his hair as she quietly began to doze off.

       However, his words brought her back to full consciousness, eyes widening with an inhale of breath. The mention of such a small and trivial thing brought a smile to her face, finding it cute that John would notice or even tell her about it. But… she had realized that when spending time with him like this, she too noticed small, insignificant things. Such as how nice it was to feel his weight press against her, or how soft and fluffy his hair felt between her fingers, or even how his frame would rise and fall gently with each breath he took.

       And even with how unimportant these things may have been to notice, Hannah couldn’t help but feel they were very important to her, “Ha…. yours feels pretty soft, too. It’s nice… don’t you think?”

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s . c // @sunshowxr

                        well this was awkward, the last thing john expected was a question, really he thought he could get away with DAY DREAMING while someone was talking to him-- but alas, he’s fucked up.  ❛ — SORRY, were you talking to me ? ❜

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s . c // @oblitusxxpuella

           ❛ — HEY ! i remember you, you sent me those NUDES that one time, right ? ❜ and now the whole place knows, nice one john.

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damn choke me zaddy

how did they end up here? in the back room of some party— neither completely sober but both equally shameless. neither of them are really sure. but neither of them, especially not john, are wondering how they got here. much rather, john is preoccupied, his lips locked with ichigo’s, tongue slipping passed the red-heads lips and into their mouth, eyes closed and bodies close– so close that john had practically pushed ichigo back against the door. soft yet subdued ‘mmms’ escaping from john as he tugged at the hem of ichigo’s t-shirt, a subtle way of informing the other that john wanted it OFF.

breaking the kiss, john lifted ichigo’s shirt himself before pulling it over the others head and throwing it on the floor behind him, then quickly doing the same with his own shirt. gold eyes drop to ichigo’s again– needy and ready, john’s head canting to the right before he pressed his lips against ichigo’s again, firmer this time, hands roaming up the now exposed torso to ichigo’s hair, fingers splaying through the soft strands before tugging ever so slightly— but he’s caught off guard by the sudden sound of ichigo’s voice against his lips, hot breath against his skin making his chest feel like it was about to collapse, he’d do anything if it meant ichigo would do that again. 

                                                           ( choke me )

he pulls away for only a moment, lust filled eyes dropping to look at ichigo’s expression— damn, shameless but needy, just what john wanted to see. the thought of someone wanting choked in the back room of someone elses house a little funny to him but regardless, his gaze flits to watch his own hand fall from ichigo’s hair, down past his ear and onto ichigo’s neck, fingers wrapping around the skin, pushing albeit gently against ichigo’s throat, grip tightening slowly and slightly as john inclined his head and began pressing short kisses against ichigo’s jawline up towards his ear, john’s other hand slowly making it’s way towards the belt of ichigo’s pants until he heard a faint gasp for air—

lifting his head, he feels a smug smile run over his own lips at the sight of ichigo like that– up against the door, john’s hand around his neck, hair messy and mouth agape– john liked that— alot. 

                        ❛ — wow, and i thought you looked hot BEFORE. ❜ he whispers

                             ❛  you just seem to get BETTER and better.  ❜

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