#r+n

[omniadventerous]

Drew some art to feel better about being a disgusting piece of human carnage.

Lol

[jazmn8r]

Do you ever read a fic so good you start making inside jokes abt it with yourself

[hcmbound]

TWENTY-SEVEN | RYTE

Three weeks. It had been three weeks since Ryan had last seen Nate. It was a mess of a night. They had learned a handful of things about each other in what seemed like a rapid fire sequence compared to how things had been going for the previous 5 months. Things were getting too close, and he wanted to put some distance between. He had made a brief appearance on Tuesday nights to pick up pills and he left. He had been using less of those and more of his other stash. He had moved to using his femoral artery instead, easier to mask, to cover. 

Today was particularly hard. Another friend he had met in NA had passed, only this time, his ambulance answered the call. He remained the last 6 hours of his shift, coming home to sit on his bathroom floor. Ryan had gone back to his friend’s after work to pick up the dog, not quite sure what else to do with him. He had no family, only a circle of friends who were just as fucked up as he was. The only reason he hadn’t reached for the needle yet was because of this damn dog that was sitting opposite just staring at him. 

He couldn’t do it again. Not alone. Taking out his phone he texted the only person he could think of. Can you come over? Apt 4B. He set his phone down next to him once again, petting over the paw that was set on his knee. 

[mulderspice]

no other words to use this is straight up horny

[arcticmonkeysproblems]

[hcmbound]

TWENTY | RYTE

Five months. It had been 5 months since he ran into the club owner and only little had changed. Instead of every Tuesday on cue, he found himself in the other man’s home or in the club  next to him like a piece of arm candy. Ryan didn’t mind. He got free drinks. He got laid more often than not. Tonight had been a little different than most. While his heroin use was down from before meeting Nate, his pill usage was up. Tonight he was wearing thin from pushing himself too far. He scratched at his arm a little, light track marks disguised by the darkness around them. It was his first priority when he got home. Taking a sip of his drink, he shrugged. “I dunno. Sounds to me like a little bit of jealousy, but we can’t all be golden now can we?” His free hand rested on Nate’s thigh, his shoulder fit right in under his arm.

[hcmbound]

NINETEEN | RYTE

Ryan did what he did best. Walking through the club, he looked around, headed towards the bathroom. It wasn’t private, but it was at least out of the way. He brushed past people grinding on each other, a couple pressed against a wall, and god knows what else. His mind was preoccupied as his nerves felt like a jumbled mess. Sliding in past the door, he was surprised when there was only a couple men. Walking over, he kept eyes to himself as he stood between the urinal stalls. Waiting until he was more or less alone, he stood at the sink, taking a small baggy of pills out of his pocket. Popping a few in his mouth, he took a deep breath, avoiding the mirror. He gave it a second before going back towards the door, almost knocking right into somebody. “Shit, that’s my bad, dude. Sorry.”