picture of me and my boyfriend <3
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3:15 (Oscar Diaz Imagine)
Summary: You're in a situationship with Oscar, not sure if you want to be official. Inspired by 3:15 by Russ.
All I ever tried to do was help you understand and grow
Light the way for truths that if not for me simply wouldn't show
'Less you get somebody else who's on my level, but you know
That there's no one on my level, you gon' realize if you don't
I wish you would own up to your flaws
And just say that you're wrong when you're wrong
Instead of actin' like you're right, then it turns into a fight
Now you're stormin' out my house in the middle of the night
“What's on your mind?” Oscar interrupted your few kisses.
You were currently all over him in your bedroom, as usually. You pecked his soft lips one more time and sighed “I don't think you should do it tomorrow.” you spoke softly.
Your lover's dark eyes looked at you for a few seconds before he frowned “Don't start this shit again.”
The anger about the same situation started to boil within you, so you got off of Oscar and laid on your back.
“What is your problem?” you spat at him.
The sudden tension in the room was obvious. He suddenly sat on the edge of your bed and gave you an intimidating look over his right.
“I don't think we're close enough to have this kind of conversation!”
“Wow.” You didn't know how else to react. He was obviously refering to the fact that you weren't sure how to label your 'thing'. You cared, a lot. But he was part of a gang and you cared too much about other people's opinions too.
“I think you should go home. ”you let out bluntly without thinking.
He turned his head away from you and let out a dry laugh “You know.... I fucking might!” and stormed off.
***
How come when I love somebody, part of me don't wanna stay?
Every time I get too close, I just start pushing them away
I know, I know
Maybe I just wanna leave before they try to leave me first
Maybe I don't wanna need 'em 'til they say they need me first
I know, I know (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
Drank Tequila, I can't drive home
Hard to play cool, heart belongs to you
I know that if I show that
I keep my walls up, if you want me then you better start to climb
WoMen who love me aren't rare
WoMen who mean it hard to find
Somethin' tells me that I'm right about you
Please, don't prove me wrong
They say love's a song for fools
We're wise enough to sing along
“Back off!” you raised your voice and pushed the guy to the side. You were frustraded, ended up at someone's houseparty, drank enough Tequila to not drive home by yourself, but not enough to forget about Os. The porch made an exceptable place to sit down for a bit and re-think your previous thoughts. You wanted him. All to yourself. So you took all your courage and dialed his number.
Oscar picked up after a while, but did not say anything. You could just see the seconds of the phonecall on your screen.
“Can you pick me up?” you asked carefully.
You could hear him sigh into the phone. “Where are you?”
***
It took about 20 minutes until you could see the familiar red car pull into the street. You slowly got up and neared yourself the sidewalk.
The car came to stand right in front of you, but before you even had the chance to get in, your lover already got out. He stood right in front of you and looked deep into your eyes.
“You're in my head.” you said while pointing to your temple. The alcohol was definitely kicking.
His eyes softened and you felt like there was a slight smile on his lips.
He took your hand in his and placed a soft kiss on it “Get in the car, Y/N. ”
You continued to stare into his eyes. “I want everyone to know about us. ”
His face seemed to light up a bit. He pulled you in and kissed your forehead before whispering in your ear “Get in babe, we'll talk about it tomorrow.”
But now it's hard to breathe
I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I tell myself I'm not that into you
But I don't wanna sleep, it's quarter after three
And now it's hard to breathe
I'm not in love, it's just a thing we make
We're skin on skin, I need this spell to break, oh
But I don't wanna go, and I know that you know
You're in my head like
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hihihi hello :]]]] !! May i ask 4 collin and yonny in your style?? I just think they're silly :3
professional doctor & professional doctor-wrangler
and this little bonus that came to me when working on the first one
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Ghoul OCs Ghoul OCs lemme know if you want LORE!! They're ghouls and they're hippies 💖💖💖
Jolene
Kenny
Dezi
Russ (might change?)
Betty
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omg I love child au…..,,, maybe rescue corps being said space scouts going on an impromptu “camping trip”?
ok who keeps letting kids onto the death planet ...
(they're all about 10-13 years old here except for russ who is about 8)
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