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3x3 for tomato red pls!!!

“Don’t ever leave me again,” you murmur, snuggling in even deeper into Jesse’s side.

His chest rumbles with quiet laughter as his hand runs up and down the length of your torso. He knows you’re (mostly) kidding because leaving is part of his job description. But part of him still wants to stay right where he is for all of time.

“I won’t,” he says with an obvious smile. “I promise.”

#𖤐 #𖤐: asks #fern’s wip weekend games #wip weekend

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Yeah I’m gonna need the metalcore gangbang 3x3 rn plz

Over the loudspeaker, a voice echoes throughout the bunker, interrupting our conversation.

“ATTENTION BAD OMENS CULT, PLEASE REPORT TO THE MAIN CHAMBER TO MEET WITH SPIRITBOX. AGAIN, BAD OMENS CULT TO THE MAIN CHAMBER TO MEET WITH SPIRITBOX. THANK YOU.”

We look over at Bad Omens Cult in unison. Noah meets my gaze almost immediately, his eyes staring daggers into me before he follows after his brothers down the dim hall.

#𖤐 #𖤐: asks #fern’s wip weekend games #wip weekend

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3x3 on the untitled fic pls!

“If you have a problem with how things are, take it up with Spiritbox,” I snap at him. “I don’t have time for your shit right now.”

Noah remains where he stands, continuing to glare down at me. His tattooed hands are clenched at his sides. I bite back the urge to roll my eyes at him.

“Fuck you,” he seethes quietly. “Bad Omens Cult is going to win this, whether you believe in us or not. We’ve been through hell and back making it this deep in the Concrete Jungle. So a little ‘capture the flag’ is nothing to us.”

#𖤐 #𖤐: asks #fern’s wip weekend games #wip weekend

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skin cult 3x3 please!

I am you, and you are me.

What in all hell does that even mean? You can’t help but ask yourself that as you continue staring at Noah who sits across from you, your face neutral but not without curiosity nipping at your insides.

Although, he seems eager and mildly anxious at his own ominous statement.

#𖤐 #𖤐: asks #fern’s wip weekend games #wip weekend

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3x3 for tomato red pretty pweaaaase 🖤

One of the worst things about being in a relationship with a musician is how often they are away from home. How they can be halfway across the world playing a sold out tour while you’re struggling to sleep in a bed empty bed all by yourself. But it’s worth it in the end, you think, because when Jesse comes home, he comes home to you. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#𖤐 #𖤐: asks #jesse cash fic #fern’s wip weekend games #wip weekend

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Happy Birthday Jolly!

To celebrate our favorite Swede and guitarist here is a collection of Jolly fics below the cut💜 Happy reading🥳

@circle-with-me

the way you bend, the way you break Where Do We Go From Here? stung by the wasp

@cowpokeomens

Little One Bed Time Routine Blood Magic

@darksigns-exe

The Rite Of Movement

@deathblacksmoke

i’m buzzing at the thought

@jennay

Honey Bee

@kingdomof-omens

"you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor" Let Me Take Control

@malice-ov-mercy

Käraste Maskros

@measuredingold

All Worked Up- Part Two

@sorrowsofsilence

Faster

@the-way-of-words

PolyVerse Cam Boy Like Branches In A Flood A Taste Of The Divine Part One Mouthful

@throwingmetothelions

“your skin is so soft”

@to-be-written

Caffeine and Chemistry

My Works

Impolite Scar

dividers by @cafekitsune & @saradika-graphics

#so many amazing authors <3 #happy birthday jolly!! #jolly karlsson fanfiction #jolly karlsson fanfics #jolly karlsson fics #jolly karlsson x ofc #jolly karlsson #joakim jolly karlsson #joakim karlsson #fic rec

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Jolly As Your Boyfriend

NSFW under the cut — 18+ only MDNI or i’ll block you

SFW

loves spending time with you

doesn’t care what you’re doing, just loves being with you and being in your presence

his favorite thing to do with you is reading together

not super comfy with pda but is always holding your hand

rubs your hand with his thumb constantly

has nicknames for you in swedish that he won’t tell you the meanings of but you’re ok with it bc you love how pretty he sounds speaking in his mother tongue

absolutely fucking loves it when you play with his hair

especially loves it when he’s just gotten out of the shower and he sits down on the floor in front of you so you can braid his hair

loves laying his head in your lap (mostly so he has an excuse for you to play with his hair)

definitely wears a necklace that reminds him of you, or that you picked out specifically for him

would give anything to make/keep you happy

strikes me as a “if they’re happy, i’m happy” kinda bf and we love to see it

will drop whatever he’s doing if you wanted to learn some chords or fingering patterns on the guitar

he’s so in love with you it’s embarrassing

NSFW

size kink? 100% yes

daddy kink? more than likely yes

also such a soft dom ok you will never be able to convince me otherwise

such a fucking tease in bed

will tease you until you’re squirming under him and begging for him to actually do something

yknow how he loves it when you play with his hair? if you do that + pulling on the strands when he’s inside you or eating you out, then he becomes

he will let you pull and tug on his hair until his scalp is throbbing and irritated all bc you’re a moaning, sobbing mess

can be pretty mean but he is the softest, gentlest lover that you have ever had and ever will

quite literally gets drunk on the sounds you make

those pretty noises you make bc of him drive him fucking wild and you know it

favorite position is you riding him while he’s got his big strong hands gripping at your waist until there are bruises

always makes sure you’re comfy and feeling good

aftercare king

#bad omens #jolly karlsson #joakim jolly karlsson #joakim karlsson #jolly karlsson x reader #jolly karlsson smut #jolly karlsson headcanons #bad omens headcanons #bad omens x reader #𖤐 #𖤐: writing #queue

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thank you for tagging me! <3

wips:

tomato red — jesse cash x reader

dreamstate — jolly karlsson x reader

skin cult — noah sebastian x reader

untitled metalcore band gang fic

playing:

3x3

tags:

@sorrowsofsilence

@throughwoodsanddirt

@0fth34byss

FERN'S WIP WEEKEND GAMES

Hey y'all! Let's force each other to work on our WiPs, even if it's just to talk about them or think about them!

EACH WIP WEEKEND RUNS FROM FRIDAY 5PM UTC-5 TO SUNDAY 11:59PM UTC-5

To participate, reblog with up to 5 filenames of your WIPs, and also which games you want to participate in this weekend (example at the bottom of this post).

Each game is basically replying to asks about your WIPs in different ways! For that reason, please make sure to search the reblogs to find other players - send them an ask, keep the game going, force each other to work on their WIPs!

If you see this, you are invited to play, even if you weren't tagged!

There are 3 different games. You can play all of them, or only the ones you like best:

1) Three by Threes: The OG WIP Wednesday game. For each filename you receive in your ask box, reply to the ask with 3 NEW sentences on that WIP. Then, send 3 asks to other WIP Weekend players!

2) Lore Corner: Answer questions about your WIP. It can be anything from headcanons to backstory that you have for your WIP that don't even make it into the fic. Askers - get creative with your questions! (If you are playing Lore Corner, please give a single-sentence description of each of your WiPs so askers have some context)

3) Moodboard Mania: Make a moodboard for your WIP! Askers can also specify a moment or a character-specific moodboard relating to your WIP so that you're not making the same moodboard over and over.

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MY WIPS:

• the universe and us in the night (vampire!Jolly x girl!Noah) - Ever romanced your sleep paralysis demon? Ever embraced the void of night? Ever lost your fucking mind? Noah's really going through it in the pandemic.

• rainy ghost (Nicholas x Noah) - Church boy Noah is caught in the closet with the pastor's adult son and is excommunicated, destroying his life and effectively leaving him homeless. Thankfully, Folio's dead distant relative owned a big, spooky mansion on the coast that needs tending. Nobody told Noah about the haunting, though.

• more fae shit (Nicholas x Noah) - In the same universe as strap the wing, but a millenia earlier.

GAMES I'M PLAYING: three by threes, lore corner

Tagging @throughwoodsanddirt @the-way-of-words @cowpokeomens @blessedwithabadomen @poppy-in-the-woods and anyone else who wants to play!

#wip weekend #fern’s wip weekend games

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LOOK AT THEM | source

#screaming crying throwing up!! #they are my everything #nicholas ruffilo #noah sebastian #bad omens #𖤐: rb

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Courtney LaPlante

#mother is mothering #i want her to step on me #courtney laplante #spiritbox #female fronted metal #𖤐: rb

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Sharp Dressed Man

Pairing: Nick Folio x Reader

Content Warnings: mention of smoking (weed), suggestive tones

Word Count: 552

A/N: just a quick something :)

Tag list: @circle-with-me @foliosriot @cookiesupplier @concretenoah @sitkowski @missduffsblog @ladyveronikawrites @meekahy @baddestomens @dominuslunae @poisongirl616 @deathblacksmoke @Gretavanomens @shilohrosechicken @sprokat

If you would like to be added, please fill out this form!

Folio Masterlist

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” Nick’s voice carried through your shared bedroom.

“Almost!” You replied, struggling with the clasp of your necklace.

You looked towards him to ask for help but lost your words.

He was rolling up the sleeve of his black button up, the tattoos on his forearm on full display. It hugged his body nicely. Nick wore the dark denim jeans you had to convince him to buy—he even wore the dress shoes he begrudgingly bought as well. His thick, heavy silver chain, dangling cross earring, and slicked back hair completed his look.

Oblivious to your gawking, Nick smiled at you, eyes soft and full of unconditional love.

“Need some help?” He asked, finished with his sleeve.

You nodded, still unable to speak.

In a few short strides, he stood behind you. Even after his shower, you still could smell the joint he had earlier in the day, mingling with the overwhelming heady scent of his aftershave and cologne. Some might think Nick wore far too much, but you would gladly suffocate and drown in him.

There was no way to describe his intoxicating scent. It was so uniquely him—all man and woodsy outdoors, but also the soft, gentle and warm comfort of a sweater fresh from the dryer. You’d even come to love the permanence of his weed. Somehow it tied everything altogether in a neat, pretty little gift topped with a bow.

He took the necklace from you, fumbling with the clasp. You watched his reflection and the creasing of his expression as his fingers struggled to work. Eventually, he secured the jewelry with a proud smile. Nick settled his warm hands on your shoulders and affectionately squeezed. His eyes met yours in the mirror.

“You look wonderful.” He pressed a tender kiss to the back of your head.

“Thank you,” you said, placing a hand over his, “So do you.”

Nick kissed your cheek, a tooth rottingly sweet smile accompanying.

Your eyes fell to his hands, just now noticing that he’d found the time to have them done. The red almost matched that of your outfit perfectly. He followed your gaze then held out a hand so you could see. Your cheeks flushed as images of his manicured hands roaming your sink, his pretty nails digging into the flesh of your thighs and ass, caressing the most intimate parts of you.

“Do you like it?” His voice was low, almost a rumble in your ear. It made your heart pick up its pace.

Your tongue felt heavy in your mouth. The simple “yeah” struggled past your lips, the sound so quiet and minuscule, you wondered if Nick heard.

A glint flashed in his brown eyes, knowing and intent. As if he knew where your mind would wander next, he delicately placed his hand on your neck, fingers wrapping and splaying tenderly around. The years of calloused skin from working on his bike to his drums to whatever wilderness survival he taught himself felt blissfully unholy. Your eyes briefly fluttered as he squeezed just ever so. It was hardly enough to be considered choking, but still your breath halted.

“I should do my nails more often,” Nick rasped, his words blazing a trail of fire down your neck. “I like the way my hand looks around your throat.”

#SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP #first folio in a black button up and rolling the sleeves? hot as all hell #then the red painted nails around the neck?? bye im deceased #this was unreasonably hot holy fuck #nick folio x reader #nick folio fanfiction #nick folio fanfic #nick folio fic #bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fanfic #bad omens fic #fic rec #author: malice-ov-mercy

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iv and Oli hug :)

#screaming crying throwing up!! #god i am not your strongest soldier #iv sleep token #sleep token #oli sykes #bring me the horizon #𖤐: rb

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nick & noah being cuties.

#brb sobbing #i love them your honor #bad omens #noah sebastian #nick ruffilo #𖤐: rb

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this is my roman empire as of today

#i will never recover #this is all i’ll be able to think about #sleep token #iv #𖤐: rb

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in honor of jolly’s birthday approaching, i have a special treat for y’all that i have been meaning to post for a long time :)

#and before you ask: no it is unfortunately not the long awaited fic ‘dreamstate’ #it is indeed something else but just as good! #sigh anyways #bad omens #joakim jolly karlsson #jolly karlsson #𖤐

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sigh

#stop i’m gonna throw up /pos #i love him your honor #bad omens #noah sebastian #𖤐: rb

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i am perfectly normal about them (i’m not)

#bad omens #noah sebastian #nicholas ruffilo #nick ruffilo #nick folio #jolly karlsson #joakim jolly karlsson #matt dierkes #bryan kirks #𖤐