Destroy Me

I bring the match, you bring the gasoline It turns me on when you set me on fire Enter my bloodstream, you are my nicotine I need a fix, can we get much higher? I am unconscious, you are my DMT. You wear a crown that's made out of barbed wire. I am a lit fuse, you are my kerosene I need a fix. Will you, Destroy me. independent multi-muse rp blog. mature themes and content. mun is 25+. semi-selective. please read rules and about. medium activity.

[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

Luke was aware of Simon’s feelings for him, but his life was so hectic that it was hard to make the sorts of relationships that Simon deserved to have. (Luke didn’t want to love him and leave him.) While waiting for Si, Luke packed the bong for them to hit after they were finished eating then set it on the coffee table and leaned back, kicking his foot up beside it. He smiled again at Si, nodding, “Yeah, unless you can think of something better to watch while high?”

“I mean I love to watch food show….horror movies. Anything. I just know you love that show.” Simon smiled and sat next to Luke where he was sitting all relaxed on the couch. He grabbed the PS4 controller, and started to navigate to Netflix. “What do you wanna do after this?” He asked as he put the show on and sat back kicking his feet up as well. He began to eat his pizza.

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thedisciples‌:

Zion had missed Ike, in all honesty. He was fun. He didn’t give a fuck. He was free to do as he pleased and just let go. He wasn’t so uptight, not like his twin at all. Ike was down for whatever and would almost encourage Zion to go wild at times. He treated him like an equal. He didn’t make him feel judged, at all. Zion wished he could do what Ike did, float from party to party, selling goods with his boys. He had a team, he had real solid friends who would have his back if shit hit the fan. Zion had no one. He had Jude and that was the extent of his friend circle and Jude was his god damn little brother.

“Fuck, that’s the best idea I’ve heard all night man!” Zion smirked when Ike suggested they go to one of his parties together after they were done at this place. Zion took the joint from one of Ike’s friends as it was passed to him. He took a long drag on it, letting the smoke fill his lungs. God, it felt so good when it hit. He exhaled the smoke slowly through his nostrils after a moment or two.

“Good to hear you’re keeping busy, brutha” Zion smirked before handing the joint back to Ike.

“You know if you ever need help moving that shit, hit me up okay? I’m good for it” He added with a nod. He took another long sip of his drink before laying back against the couch, really feeling the weed hit now.

“Making money, fucking hoes?” He asked with an eyebrow arched and a stupid little grin on his face.

“Anything is a better idea than staying in this shit hole, Z.” Ike laughed and shook his head. He would rather be at home right now than selling drugs to these people but the money was worth it. Sometimes. He nodded as he watched his friend enjoy the blunt, and Ike took some hits when it was passed back to him. He loved sharing with his friends, and it also kept his clientele high.

“Yeah, I have to keep busy or I do stupid shit. Brutha.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully at his friend as he joked about the word ‘brutha’.  

Ike nodded as he listened to Zion offer to help sell. He thought for a moment, and it wouldn’t hurt to have someone help him move supply. They could definitely make a lot of money together. “Alright. I will talk to my buddy about it and I will let you know! I would actually like a partner. You sure you’re down for that?” He asked wanting to make sure that Zion remembered that he was breaking the law getting into this business but Ike would definitely help keep him safe.

“Making money...yes.” He smiled. “But hoes…” He took a long drag off the blunt and held it in for about 20 seconds. “I can’t stand hoes.” He replied letting the smoke trail out of his mouth as he spoke. “I talk to a couple people. What about you?”

[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

“I’m not an onion guy.” Nevada responded, crinkling his nose. He ordered the cheeseburger and fries from the server when she came to take their order, and he waited until she walked away to return to his conversation with Simon. “Hm… well, I hadn’t really thought about it. Maybe we can go to the beach or something?”

“I love onions, garlic....all the stuff that makes your breath all nice and stinky.” Simon smiled and winked at the male sitting across the table from him. “I would love to go to the beach. Tell me more about yourself, Nevada.”

[simon-hart]

post 9 songs that remind you of your muse, then tag 9 people to do the same. 🎵

Isaac Monroe

01. Nightmare - Hollywood Undead 02. Peaches - Grandson 03. Set Me Free - Avenged Sevenfold 04. I am the highway - Audioslave 05. Pardon Me - Incubus 06. Best Friends - Grandson 07.Believe - Hollywood Undead 08. Because I got high - Afroman 09. Bother - Stone Sour

[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

Luke walked up behind Simon and put his hand on the small of his back, “Sorry.” He was grinning, graciously accepting the plate of pizza, and – suddenly – his hand was no longer touching Simon. Luke walked back into the living room and sat down on the sofa before taking a bite of his pizza. He gave Si a thumbs up, “Excellent.”

Simon felt tingles all over his body when he felt the warmth of Luke’s hand on his lower back. “No you’re not.” He teased with a smile and could feel the tips of his ears starting to burn from how beautiful Luke’s smile was. Why did he have to be this way? He could never hide it and that was part of why he was teased in school. “I’ll be right in there.” He cleared his throat and walked towards the fridge. “I’m just going to grab some pepsi.” He grabbed 2 cans without even thinking about it and walked into the living room and sat next to Luke on the couch. “What do you wanna watch? Rick and Morty?”

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thefvrious‌:

What Nev liked most about Simon was how sweet he was – all the time. It stunned the blond, but he was grateful for it. He smiled at Simon and nodded, looking over the menu. “I’m not sure. Breakfast food sounds good, but so does a burger.” His mouth was practically watering. The most indulgent food he and his siblings had had within the cult was exotic fruit. “What are you having?”

“A hamburger sounds great actually. I love getting cheeseburgers at diners. They are always so good.” Simon practically was licking his lips. “And some onion rings….and if you get the dinner you will get soup with it. Sold.” He smiled as he was looking at all of his options for soups. He finally decided on getting lemon rice since It was their best soup. “So….” He smiled trying to think of conversation. “What should we do after we’re done eating?”

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thefvrious‌:

When Si went inside to get the pizza without even asking Luke for money, Luke slipped some cash into the boy’s messy center console, shaking his head at the mess. They didn’t really talk until they got back to Simon’s place, and Luke sort of just followed him around – crouching down to pet the dogs when the other man got changed. As Simon returned, Luke stood back up and smiled at him, pushing up the sleeves of his sweater. “You don’t have to wait on me hand and foot, I can get my own food, Si.”

Simon looked a little confused but also a little embarrassed. He couldn’t help it. “I know you can.” He handed him the plate and sighed a little bit. “I just ...I always do that for company.” and that is how  Simon tried to pass off his definite treating Luke like he is some special to him. “Don’t be a jerk and just eat your pizza.”

[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

Nevada arched an eyebrow. He was still getting used to the real world. It was sometimes hard for him to pick up on sarcasm, especially if it was delivered as well as Simon had just delivered it, without a single crack in the facade. “I don’t think anything of you, I just… never mind. It was me. I’m sorry.” He offered the brunet a smile and followed him, shifting quickly into the booth, glad his back was to the rest of the diner. “Water’s fine.

“Don’t apologize.” Simon smiled. “You know what I think? This place smells good and I can’t wait to eat.” He nodded and picked up the menu as the waitress set them down in front of them. Simon asked for some water from the waitress and ordered a soda with it. “Do you have any idea about what you want to eat?” 

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thefvrious‌:

It was true, Luke had been busier with club stuff lately, but he couldn’t really be blamed for that, could he? It was more than a job, it was… family. He couldn’t turn his back on that just to hang out with Simon and get high (even if he wanted to). “Well, I’m here now, doesn’t that count for something?” He asked with a small little smile and a nudge to Simon’s arm as the other stilled the car to order their food. “Sounds great.”

“It does.” Simon smiled at Luke and ordered the food. When he was finished they just waited in the car until he knew the order would be ready. Simon went inside, paid, and came back out into the car putting the food into Luke’s lap. “It fucking smells delicious.” He started to drive to where they were going. Once they reached Simon’s place he parked, and they both made their way inside. Simon let his dogs out, fed them and got the food ready. After he was finished he changed into more comfortable clothes and was ready to have a good night with Luke. “How many slices do you want?” He asked from the kitchen as he was making their plates of food.

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thefvrious‌:

It was true, weed couldn’t possibly be worse than the hallucinogenics the people in the cult had taken for religious reasons. Nevada sighed and forced a smile, nodding as he followed the younger man into the diner. “I think that you might be exaggerating a little.” There was no way that many people smoked weed that frequently, was there? As they entered, Nev looked around at all the people around him, feeling very self-conscious. He changed his mind and kept his eyes on Simon. “Where are we sitting? I’d feel better if we sat soon.”

“You know that I wasn’t being serious right? Like...I was exaggerating big time. I’m actually a little offended that you would think that about me.” He smiled as he showed Nevada a way over to a booth that was kind of in the back area. “I like sitting over here.” Simon sat down across from his friend and looked over to see a waitress coming. “She’s coming over here. Do you want some water or something ?”

[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

Luke turned a little in his seat to better look at Simon, listening to what he had to say. “Sounds like your typical day.” He teased, Si pulling the smile out of him (despite others being wholly incapable of doing so). They might have been very different, but Luke cared for Simon very much. “There’s no better way to end my day, Si, than to do what you just said, so let’s get this pizza and head home.”

“I mean...you’re not lying.” Simon shrugged and let out a little laugh. “You just weren’t there for most of it.” He raised his brow and pushed him softly with his hand. He finally pulled into the pizza place. “I agree.” He smiled but not too much. Simon was actually very happy that Luke said that to him. He had such a big crush on him it was ridiculous. Simon hated it but he can’t ignore it. There was nothing he could do to stop but to just let nature take its course. “I can just order the food online and we could wait in here. Simon grabbed his phone and started to type in their usual order.

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[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

“Well, that may be so, but I have never smoked weed before, so excuse me for freaking out… just a little.”

Simon sighed as he stopped walking and turned around facing his friend,”It’s just weed.” He smiled a little. “Probably everyone in this whole restaurant smoked weed or will smoke weed at some point today. Just be yourself.” He nodded  hoping that what he was saying would help Nevada be a little more calmer about going into the public high. Simon remembered the time when he was high for the first time, and the people who he was with treated him badly for being anxious. He didn’t wan’t to make his friend feel like that. “You good?”

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thedisciples‌:

Zion shook his head with a smirk. The people at this party were so dumb and fucked up. The house was massive. He bet some model or movie star owned it. Their bimbo socialite daughter was probably the one throwing the party. Zion hated what they stood for. All the wealth, all the greed. Fuck…more money than sense. But who knew, maybe he was just jealous? He was living out of a pick up truck with his twin brother for fucks sake. He scrunched his nose in annoyance and took another sip of his drink.

“Being that fucked up isn’t a good look” he said with a grin, nodding towards the girls spinning in circles in the middle of the room, clearly on another planet right now other than earth.

“Well nice to see you too, asshole” Zion smirked and rolled his eyes playfully. “Yeah didn’t exactly seem like your usual scene. You think I’d be caught dead in this place if I didn’t think I’d be able to score some goods?”

He took another long drink from his cup before leaning in and talking to Ike again.

“I need weed, like…half an ounce. I want coke too. Not a lot. Just…enough to forget I’m at this stupid fucking party” he laughed and rolled his eyes.

“How you been keeping by the way man, keeping out of trouble I hope”.

“It really isn’t unless you’re in your own home feelin’ your oats like that.” Ike was laughing at the girls and shook his head. “She needs to go home. Seriously.” He shook his head and reached over grabbing a blunt from a pile of pre rolled ones he had set beside him.

 “Nice to see you too, dick.” He smiled at his friend and gave him a little chin nod. Ike hadn’t seen him in a couple weeks. They both had pretty busy schedules. “Fuck no!” He laughed and nudged Zion with his elbow playfully. “You’d probably be at one of my parties. I’m only going to be here for like an hour and half longer...than I’m out of here. You can come with me if you’d like.” He nodded and lit up the blunt and took a couple of hits before passing it over to his friend. “You know I got you. I just stocked up yesterday. So, I have lots of goodies. I have been alright actually. Just making money. Nothing to different. How about you?”

[simon-hart]

“Will you just stop freaking out? It’s just a diner and you smoked weed. Not that bad.”

[simon-hart]

thefvrious‌:

Luke realized he was grinding his teeth and stopped, turning his head to look at Simon. “Okay… yeah, I get what you mean.” He’d been in his head a lot lately, so he could hardly blame the other man for telling him to knock it off. Simon wasn’t the only one who had said something like that to him anyway. “What did you do today? Other than come pick me up.”

Simon was relieved that he didn’t offend Luke with what he said. Luke tended to ignore a lot of feelings as where Simon liked to talk about them. That’s where they bump heads a lot. “I woke up and laid in bed until about noon. I then got up and went to get some food. I smoked....and now I’m here with you...and we’re going to get pizza.” He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows at him. Simon was trying to cheer him up at least a little bit. “And knowing us we will get super stoned and watch stupid cartoons...”

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thedisciples‌:

The wind in southern California was always warm, or so it seemed that way to Zion. It was late at night and the air smelt like matilija poppies and desert lilies. His head was buzzing with thoughts and all he could think about was silencing them…fast. He heard through the grapevine there was a party in the valley. Some dumb rich kid with more money than sense throwing another extravagant rager. Rich kids and parties could only mean one thing. Drugs. And lots of them. This was Zion’s main objective tonight.

He pulled up to the party on the bike he jacked earlier that evening and made his way inside of the house. He didn’t look out of place there, he was surrounded by young beautiful people. He smiled and nodded at people as he passed, trying his best to fit into a party he was certainly not invited to.

The music was blearing and bodies were pushed up against one another grinding in time with the beat. Zion’s made his way to the bar and poured himself a vodka. He didn’t care what he drank, getting wasted was not his goal, but being in a party completely sober was also no fun. He let his gaze fall over the room as he sipped his drink. There was a group of guys sitting on the large ‘L’ shaped couch. Zion didn’t even need to be close to know what they were doing. The lines of coke on the table made that more than clear.

Zion began making his way through the party, pushing his way through the swarms of youth. There was a handsome muscular guy sitting on the edge of the couch. He had piercing blue eyes and a 5 O’Clock shadow. Zion sat beside him and sipped his drink. He nudged the guy with his elbow gently to get his attention.

“Hey…” he leaned in close so that the other male could hear him over the music.

“You selling?”

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Isaac scanned the room of bodies at the party. He hated every single one of these people except his buddies he was there selling with. Ike grabbed his beer and began to take a drink as he caught eye of two very drunk, annoying, and because Ike witnessed things like this a lot they were very high. “Shrooms.” He nodded and began to laugh as they were dancing very badly. He and his friends laughed, and Ike put his beer down to quickly take another line of the cocaine that was cut into perfect lines in front of him. 

"Jesus..” Ike sighed as he shook is head. “Hello.” He said sarcastically but with a smile. “Of course.” He smirked. “I wouldn’t be here other wise. How can I help you?”