#sowithout

[edwimzz]

Music-related stamps by me

[kairate]

@sowithout​ asked: [HANDS] johnny for jimmy but its the 80s 😳  our muses’ hands touch      sexual tension prompts.

THE   REST   OF   THE   BOYS   ARE   ASLEEP.   it’s   a   silly   teenage   competition,   see   who   can   last   all   night   without   sleeping.   tommy   went   out   first,   not   even   bothering   to   say   he   would   last.   bobby   followed,   simply   pulling   a   pillow   over   his   head   and   succumbing   to   sleep.   dutch   tried,   but   in   the   end,   jimmy   fell   him   fall   asleep   on   his   opposite   side   before   he   rolled   over   and   it   was   just   him   and   johnny.   it’s   4   am   so   they   can   endure   a   bit   longer   he   thinks,   with   the   tv   on   and   a   random   show   about   astrological   signs   and   he   wonders   what’s   the   appeal   of   all   of   it   at   this   hour.  

Except,   he   can’t   focus   on      trying   to   understand,   because   johnny’s   hand   falls   from   his   lap   to   the   side   and   his   hand   graces   his   own,   it’s   a   quiet   moment.   a   brief   where   he   feels   his   heart   skip   a   beat   and   he   looks   to   johnny’s   side,   but   he   is   still   awake,   and   maybe,   not   noticing   where   his   hand   was.   their   little   fingers   touch   and   his   twitches,   wanting   to   reach   further   and   let   it   rest   there.   perhaps,   he   can   blame   it   on   his   sleep   deprivation   later   on.   as   he   moves   to   press   his   hand   atop   of   johnny’s,   keeping   his   eyes   glued   to   the   screen.   “think   you   can   last   a   few   hours   or   you   a   quitter?”   he   taunts   instead,   as   usual,   as   if   they   are   not   basically   holding   hands   and   his   face   feels   heated.

[dptywhips]

@sowithout​ asked:

“did you do something different with your hair?”

            “yeah! i’ve been putting gel in it! do you like it?” he felt happy when stone took notice of his new styled hair. his hair was much more curlier these days, and that meant that he could give it more of a poofier look than he could before, and he was glad it was getting recognition.

[bh-arc]

             ❝      𝙞  𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥  𝙤𝙣  𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜  𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝   ,    but  maybe  that’s  𝘯𝘰𝘵  𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦.        ❞       @sowithout​  liked  for  a  lyric  sentence  starter  ft.  that  bitch  by  bea  miller   :   for  marty  mcfly.

[ladybebbanburg]

╳┊The lady of Bebbanburg presents... with Stiorra & Sigtryggr feat @sowithout​

⌜—           Tears ran down her cheeks, terrified at the thought but she clung to him and hugged him. She refused to lose him, he was her family, her husband. She turned to see her father as he came out of the store to report that he was sparing their lives, that the Kingd Edward wished for peace to remain. And making clear the reason why the Saxons had not supported them, because of Æthelhelm. "It seems we have a common enemy," Stiorra recited, wiping away her tears.              ⸥

[throwbelt]

@sowithout​ asked:[ INHALE ]     while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.  from johnny          𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

USUALLY,   BOBBY   TAKES   JOHNNY   TO   HIS   HOUSE.   it’s   bigger,   it’s   better,   he   thinks,   but   johnny’s   house   was   closer   and   it   was   night   and   he   didn’t   had   time   to   make   more   tan   impromptu   plans.   so   they   are   at   johnny’s   apartment,   standing   in   that   small   kitchen   he   knows   by   the   palm   of   his   hand,   and   he   hands   johnny   water.   just   water,   he   notices   the   lack   of   beer   on   the   fridge   and   he   gets   full   of   hope   because   all   he   wants   is   for   johnny   to   be   good.   to   feel   good.   and   he   is   there   beside   him,   hands   touching   upon   the   cold   glass,   lingering   before   he   feels   the   movement   and   the   glass   is   forgotten   to   the   side   beside   him.   johnny   is   closer   now,   and   bobby   is   forced   to   look   up   at   him.   they   are   close   but   it’s   nothing   new   to   them,   when   they   were   younger,   it   seemed   space   wasn’t   something   invented   for   them,   always   touching,   always   reaching. 

  but   it   does   feel   different   now,   because   they   are   not   young   and      overthinking   things,   and   johnny   is   there   before   him   with   a   clear   mind   and   he   sees   him   shake   and   inhale   with   something   he   can’t   describe   but   it   makes   bobby’s   chest   rise   up   in   anticipation   and   his   heart   skip   a   beat.   he   flickers   his   gaze,   up,   to   blue   eyes   and   down,   to   lips   before   looking   back   again.   “what   you   want,   johnny?”   he   asks,   soft,   always   soft   but   determinated.   a   hand   moves   to   fix   up   the   side   of   johnny’s   jacket,   casual,   as   he   always   does   but   the   grace   of   fingers   against   the   other’s   chest   lingers.

[meanscmething]

“    miguel ran away ??    ”     there’s a pause; hesitant. after processing that news; it took - maybe everything in his power to take a cooling breath, before saying the next words.    “    are you going to go and look for him ??    ”    @sowithout​

[at-kuipher]

[ CHECK ]: for sender to show up at receiver’s house because they haven’t been heard from in a while only to discover receiver is recovering from major injuries.          @sowithout    [  marty  ]

unlike  jenny  to  settle.     that  should  have  been  the  first  tell.      hauled  up  in  some  motel  where  she  could  wallow  and  recover.     faster  than  most,     but  such  major  injuries  take  time.     a  task  to  get  to  the  door,    holding  side  as  she  opens  door.      and  the  second  she  sees  familiar  face,    her  own  drops.     “   marty!     hey.     i. . .    well,    i  meant  to  message  but  i  got  hung  up.      quite  literally.   ”