#miw x you

[windhamsrotunda]

Car Rides at Midnight with Chris (from Love, Chris Ch. 1 on Wattpad).

Pairings: Chris Motionless x You (female! reader) (in her mid 20's).

Summary: You and your boyfriend Chris take a midnight car ride into the middle of nowhere. He soon happens to find out that you're in mad love with him. (Like he didn't already know that)?

Warnings: Fluff turned into Smut, Language, Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Oral, (male receiving), Chris being a dom, Sir Kink! (18+ Readers Only)

Word Count: 1.6k+

Midnight car rides with your boyfriend Chris were always something to look forward to, especially when it was long car drives.

Chris had woken you up by a phone call in the middle of the night, when you decided to visit your parent's house that very night he called.

''Come outside.'' He told you over the phone.

You groggily groaned, eyes gazing at the clock: ''11pm''.

''On my way.''

You tiptoed throughout the dead silent house, not wanting to wake your parents up, cracking the front entrance door of the house open, shutting it slowly on your way out. There, your boyfriend, Chris, was waiting inside his car.

He suddenly stepped out of the car, with something hidden behind his back.

''Hi, baby.'' The tall man greeted, walking over to you, leaning down and giving you a kiss on your lips.

You smiled, his tattooed inked covered hands were no longer invisible behind his back, to reveal a bouquet of your favorite flowers, a letter sealed in an envelope he had handwritten with your name on it, and chocolate.

''Chris—'' You acknowledged him in awe, feeling your face heat up, not exactly knowing how to correspond with his act of kindness.

He took a stroll over to his pitched black colored Cadillac car, opening the passenger side door and gestured for you to get in. You couldn't restrain yourself from smiling widely, walking with confidence and as you got in, your boyfriend Chris kissed you on the cheek before getting in with you to drive off in the middle of nowhere.

This time, something felt different inside of your gut, and you knew it. Mixed, yet happy emotions tied your guts in a knot as you watched your boyfriend drive on the road, with his bright headlights turned on. He placed his large hand on your inner thigh, and began to slowly rub it in figure 8 shapes. The heat between your legs were bearing, how could Chris make you feel this good without bending you over the hood of his car and fuck you?

Your thoughts poured out, and your courage built out of you, by asking:

''Chris, babe… can you please pull over?''

''Why babe?'' He questioned, looking back at you for just a second.

''Please, for me.'' Your voice a little whiny, as soon as you knew, you felt the car steer and he pulled over on the side of the road. He grabbed his phone off of the dash of his Cadillac car, and switched his flashlight on.

''Can't see for shit out here,'' He joked, chuckling heading out of the car, slamming the car door shut.

''I know.'' You replied, slipping the scrunchie that was on your wrist off, tying your colored hair back.

''So, Y/N. What is on your mind tonight?'' Chris inquired, giving his full attention to you, in a slump back position on the hood of that damn car you were thinking about earlier, arms folded tightly against his chest.

Your eyes found his in the dark, you were dumbfounded and head over heels for your quite older boyfriend, I mean, who wouldn't be already?

''I… just wanted to say…'' You trailed off, a sudden sound on the hood of the car rang through your ears. It was him patting the surface with his hand, hinting you to come closer.

''Wanted to say…?'' Chris began, trying to get the words to come out of you.

''Use your words.''

Why does he have to be so intimidating and hot?

''O-Okay. I wanted to say the way you had your hand on my thigh earlier. It made me felt..''

''Quite good?'' He finished your sentence off, reading you like a book.

How----

''Oh, yeah. Those were the two words I was looking for, thanks.'' Your face flushed a deep red, feeling embarrassed of yourself for not finishing your words like a big girl. A laugh came out of your boyfriend in return.

''I am glad I made you feel that way,'' He commented.

''Now get over here.''

You nodded, walking calmly over to Chris. He unexpectedly pulls you into this huge embrace, making you look small underneath his towering height. The two of you just stood there against the hood of his car, not a care in the world while your thoughts were beginning to calm down.

Your breathing slowed, you were in heaven to know how much Chris loved you, and how he would do anything in the world for you.

But that wasn't the only thing you had on your mind.

Probably the same for him, as well.

He spun you around to face him, slowly feeling himself lean into you. Your lips found his, and at that exact moment, you melted into his arms. His lips locked onto yours for a brief moment, which felt like forever, and proceeded to wrap your legs around his waist. Pushing you down onto the hood of his car with your legs still managing to wrap, Chris breathed out between the kiss:

''…Think we're gonna get caught out here if we take this any further?''

''No, but it's fun to be risky, right?''

''Mmm, you're right.'' He laughed breathlessly, trailing small kisses down your neck as your fingers slightly tugged onto his blonde hair, the heat in between your legs starting to get overwhelming for you again.

You felt Chris's tattooed hand reach up your Nike shorts, his long fingers fumbling with your strings attached onto your shorts. He slowly insisted to pull them completely off of you, just to realize you were not wearing underwear. He was going to make a remark, but managed to not do so. His two free fingers worked their way inside of you, with the side of his face in the crook of your neck, hot breathing onto your neck.

''A--ahh!'' Your breath hitched, throwing your head back, clutching onto his shoulder. Legs widely spread apart, you were panting like a dog as you took your boyfriend's fingers like a good girl, pounding them in and out of your pussy mercilessly, making your orgasm much bearable.

''I can't!'' You cried, Chris slowed down the pace a bit, but went faster.

''Don't. Fucking. Cum. Yet.'' He warned, his teeth sunk down on your shoulder, as a response, you wrapped your legs tightly around his neck, feeling your toes curling on top of it.

''CHRIS!'' you screamed, releasing onto his fingers, hearing him growl in frustration.

''I told you not to cum, did I?'' He deeply said, quickly pulling his fingers out and bending you over the hood of the car, like you were daydreaming about earlier.

Sound familiar?

''Y-yes.'' You choked out, favoring your aching clitoris with a closed hand for your boyfriend to not catch onto what you were doing.

But he did.

He slapped your hand away, causing you to gasp and feel the stinging pain volt through your hand.

''I also did tell you not to touch yourself without my permission, are we understood?'' The dominance within him was so hot, you thought he'd never be like this. Ever. With him in control, you second guessed yourself into him being the dominant type --- never in a million years you imagined Chris being this rough with you. He was always so gentle with you, but something snapped in him tonight for him to act this way towards you.

''Yes Chris…'' Your head fell in shame, breathing out this long, obnoxious sigh, only to get him even more annoyed than he already is with you.

''Chris?'' He asked, his skinny fingers grazed lightly over your chin, giving you a glare.

''I mean, ye-yes sir.'' You stammered in humiliation, he then brings you down to your knees by grabbing a handful of your tied back hair, pushing you down onto the freshly solid white concrete, with your bare knees being pressed deep into the cement.

''Good girl,'' He whispered, slightly smirking while the sound of him unzipping his pants rang through your ears like loud sirens.

Chris wiped his left over smeared black lipstick he was wearing onto your collarbone, just to remind you that you're his. You were thinking by the thought alone of his cock down your throat, with his hand wrapped around it, squeezing to feel his baby girl gag around him.

''Open.'' Was what he said before you opened your hollowed mouth for him to fuck it, until you start crying.

Without a warning sign given, he grabbed the back of your head, and shoved his cock down your throat, the familiar thought you were just having momentarily, turned into a reality.

Bobbing your head up and down, you tried eyeing up at him in his dark clothing, not visible enough to see his face and how he was looking, But oh my god, Chris was moaning underneath you, vocalizing these groans in his throat just enough to make him ride out his orgasm.

''F--fuck. Just li-like that baby… Ah, fuck! I'm gonna cum!'' He uttered, feeling his cock twitch inside your mouth shortly before cumming.

You pulled away, swallowing his release while you tried to catch your breath. A hand rested on the surface of your head, praising you for doing such a good job handling all of him. Chris kneeled down, planting a kiss onto your forehead. With you still on your knees, he grabbed you, pulling you up off of the ground.

''W-was I too rough?'' He asked in concern, his breathing starting to calm down a bit.

''No baby… You did so well,'' You giggled, a bead of sweat rolling down your face in the humid air.

''Let's take this one inside the car now, don't you think that would be a good idea?'' He suggested, intertwining his fingers into yours.

''That would be a great idea, actually.'' You laughed.

Chris gave you a slap on the ass, and replied:

''You know I'm going to fuck you hard right inside my car, hard enough for you to not walk the next morning when you wake up.''

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@userdramas event 13: team spirit

I think something beyond killing a man binds us together.

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[yournecessaryevil]

❄️ Home For Christmas ❄️

🖤RICKY OLSON X READER ONESHOT🖤

It's the holiday season, and you were determined to spend it with your boyfriend. The only problem? He may not be able to come home for the holidays...

• fluff; slight angst; language; smut

"What do you mean, you can't make it home this year?"

You were currently on a videocall with your boyfriend, and he had just sprung some rather unpleasant news on you. He wouldn't be able to make it home in time for Christmas, because of scheduling conflicts with touring. He was the guitarist for Motionless in White, a band that had only grown in popularity since their start in 2006.

Which meant that he was on the road more often than you'd like, causing him to miss out on several holidays, such as Christmas and Halloween. You'd been fortunate enough to have him home for the holiday season last year, but it seems you wouldn't be quite as lucky this year.

You stared at the screen in front of you, sticking out your bottom lip in a slight pout.

"But it's Christmas!" you protested.

A sigh echoed from the guitarist, a frown marring his perfect features. "I know, babygirl. We've been trying to get a flight out of here for the past week, but everything has been booked solid," he said softly, trying to appease you.

You didn't doubt him for a second; every year, it seemed that everybody and their brother and fifth cousin was trying to fly home for the holidays. The airports were always a mess, and the roads an even bigger disaster on top of it all.

"Hey. Look at me, sweetheart," Ricky's voice gently caught your attention, and you let out a wistful sigh, meeting his gaze.

"I promise, we're trying our hardest to get home this year. Chris has been making calls all day, trying to get us any possible flight out of here. It's just a little harder this time around, everyone seems to have the same idea about going home," Ricky explained.

You nodded, your gaze shifting to rest behind the screen, on the decorated living room. You'd spent the entire past week making the area look as festive as possible, in the hopes that Ricky would come home for Christmas and be able to see it.

But now, the tree sitting there with all its lights and baubles only served to remind you that you'd be spending the holiday season alone this year.

"Why can't I just drive out there and come get you guys?" you asked, the idea suddenly springing to the forefront of your mind.

"Too far of a drive, mama!" you heard Vinny call from the background.

Despite your current downshift in mood, you couldn't help the tiny smile that threatened to break out across your face.

"He's right, you know. That's way too far of a drive, we can't ask you to do that. Just... stay there, stay warm, and please trust that we're doing everything we can, okay, babygirl?" Ricky reassured you.

You gave a reluctant nod, your heart slowly sinking. He and his bandmates could make all the promises they wanted, but you knew how the crowds were at the airports. There was no way they'd be able to come home this year, no way that he'd be able to come home.

"I gotta go, my battery's dying, but I promise I'll see you as soon as I can, yeah?" the guitarist continued. Another sigh slipped free from your lips as you nodded again, exchanging goodbyes with him before ending the videocall.

This year was going to completely suck without him, all you'd wanted for Christmas was to have him home with you...

"Did she believe you?"

Chris's voice sounded from somewhere behind Ricky, and he nodded, turning to look over his shoulder at his bandmate and closest friend.

"Yeah, she believed me. I hate lying to her, though. She looked so fucking miserable, poor baby," he answered.

Chris raised an eyebrow, unable to hide his smirk.

"True, but at this point, it's worth it. You and I both know the minute you get home, she's gonna fucking jump you. So, you know, win win," he said with a wink.

Ricky laughed, nodding in agreement.

His bandmate was right, Y/N never failed to greet him with wholehearted enthusiasm whenever he came home from tour. It was one of the many things he absolutely loved about her, the sheer passion she had for the things and people she cared about most.

It did kind of suck having to lie to her though. And he secretly hated how easily she'd believed him, too.

There she was, sitting alone at home, probably expecting to spend the holidays all by herself.

And here he was, stuck in a hotel room about an hour's drive away from home, waiting for his bandmates to finish packing up the last of their things.

And Y/N didn't even know...

"Dude, don't beat yourself up over it. She's gonna be so happy to see you, it won't even matter," Vinny suddenly spoke up, giving him a heavy-handed pat on the shoulder.

"Yeah, exactly. It's Christmas. No fucking pity parties allowed," Chris chimed in, grinning at his friend.

Ricky stuck his tongue out at the vocalist, flipping him the middle finger. "Easy for you guys to say. I've never had to lie to her like this before," he retorted.

Before his bandmates could respond, the door to the hotel room opened, both Justin and Ryan walking in.

"That's the last of it, time to get the fuck outta here," the bassist announced.

Finally-!

He had to fight hard against the sudden overwhelming wave of excitement burning its way through his veins.

"Yeah, time to go home," he agreed, trying to sound as casual as possible.

This was it, he'd be spending Christmas at home with his babygirl this year...

You glanced at the screen of your phone again, noting how late it was getting.

'9:35', the little white numbers glared back up at you, as if taunting you.

This was it, there was no way they'd be home tonight. If they wanted to get home by Christmas Day, they'd all have to take a red-eye flight home. And the possibility of anything being available at this hour? Nonexistent.

You sighed, pulling the blanket tighter around you, lying back against the pillows on the couch. Tonight was going to be a long night, might as well put on a Christmas movie to cheer yourself up a little.

You stared at the screen as the opening credits began to roll, and somewhere at the halfway point of the movie, you could feel your eyelids growing heavier, your blinks getting longer, until eventually your eyes closed, sleep settling in. Ricky's face was the last thing you saw in your mind as you gave in to exhaustion...

"Babygirl...."

Ricky's voice sounded in your ear, a hint of amusement lingering there.

You groaned, arching your body up towards him, wanting to bask in the feeling of his fingertips skating across your skin.

A soft laugh echoed around you, Ricky's fingertips brushing lower, down towards your stomach, lower still.

"Come on, babygirl..." he murmured in encouragement, his scent surrounding you and leaving you in a breathless haze.

A strangled moan left the confines of your throat, as his fingertips slid lower, towards your aching core. "Please, please, please..." you begged him, arching up into his touch.

A smirk pulled up one corner of his mouth, and he shook his head at you.

"No, you need to wake up for me first, sweet baby," he answered, sounding amused.

Wait... wake up???

What-??

You awoke with a start, your heart thundering in your chest.

"Hey, shhh... it's alright, it's just me!" a familiar voice sounded, from your left.

Your eyes darted to your left, meeting the familiar blue ones of your boyfriend.

Ricky-!

He was here??

You stared in complete shock, earning a soft laugh from your boyfriend.

"Hi, babygirl..." he breathed, leaning forward to kiss you softly on the mouth.

It was at this point you fully awoke, finally registering that Ricky was, in fact, here and home with you.

You began kissing him back, your mouth moving urgently against his, tongue dancing along his, tasting and savoring every inch of him.

A low groan left his throat, his teeth tugging on your bottom lip, hands moving to push the blanket out of the way, fingertips skating up beneath the hem of your shirt to brush along your lower belly.

"Mmm... fuck. Welcome home to you too, baby," Ricky groaned, pulling away to catch his breath. Your eyes met his, and you took notice of the way the pupils of his eyes had blown out so far, there was nearly nothing of the blue irises left.

"How did you get home so soon?" you whispered.

Ricky let out a breathless laugh, shrugging.

"We actually got in yesterday. But I wanted to surprise you this year. Chris was able to get us some time off for the rest of the holiday season, including New Year's. We leave again for the rest of our tour in February," he answered.

Wait... so when you'd called him-?

"So when I called earlier, you guys were already close to home?" you asked, Ricky answering you with a nod.

"Vin tried to get us to go home early, but Chris and the guys wanted us to wait. Those roads are a fucking mess," he said, shaking his head.

So his bandmates had been in on it, too...

You really wanted to be mad, but the hold that Ricky had on you right now was making you feel completely different. And after all, he was home now, wasn't he?

So you chose to forget about it, instead arching up into his touch, much like you had in your dream. And Ricky responded exactly as he had then too, laughing softly as his hand moved lower, his fingertips slipping beneath the lace waistband of your thong.

The minute his fingertips made contact with your aching core, a groan slipped free from your throat, and you arched further up into his touch, pushing yourself against his fingers.

"Fuck... someone definitely missed me, didn't they? You're so wet for me, babygirl," Ricky breathed, his fingertips moving to circle your clit. Another soft groan fell from your lips, followed by a soft whine as Ricky withdrew his fingers from you.

He laughed, reaching down to take you into his arms, but you shook your head at him.

"Nooo, I want you now. Here," you protested, staring up at him with a pleading look in your eyes.

His own blue ones widened, and he cast a dubious glance down at the couch.

"You... you want me to fuck you right here? On our couch? Really?" he asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.

You nodded, kicking the blanket away from you as your hands worked to remove your shirt and thong, until you lay naked before him.

Ricky stared down at you like a blind man seeing the sun for the very first time, running a hand through his hair, his lower lip caught between his teeth.

"Fucking- Y/N, holy fuck-!" he spoke, his breath leaving him in a soft hiss.

You bit back a smirk, letting your legs gently fall open, giving him a perfect view of everything.

"Jesus fucking Christ... Merry Christmas to me, right?" Ricky groaned, hurrying to remove as much clothing as possible. He leaned down, kissing you rather forcefully on the mouth, his teeth tugging harshly on your bottom lip.

"Mm, by the way... I love... what you've done... with our place," he spoke in between kisses, his lips curving up into a smile against your own. You grinned back, shrugging as you leaned back to look up at him.

"I wanted you to have a happy place to come home to," you whispered. Ricky bent down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. "Oh, sweetheart. It's already a happy place, as long as you're here..." he whispered back, before kissing you again.

There was that same urgency from before, like one of you was worried the other would disappear if time didn't slow down for you both. God, you could never get enough of him, of the way he smelled, the way he tasted, the way he knew each and every one of your most sensitive places.

He knew just what made you tick, he always had, from the minute you two had first met.

"Open for me, babygirl," came his frantically whispered plea.

You let your legs fall open for him once more, all too easy and willing for whatever he'd give you, or take from you. His praise came in a hushed groan, his fingers once again finding your slick arousal and circling it around your sensitive clit.

You let a soft moan slip free, as your head fell back against the pillows, giving Ricky full access to your throat. He left a trail of kisses along the side of your neck, pausing to leave a dark purple lovebite there, before moving on to the spot at the base of your throat, sucking your sweet spot between his teeth.

"Ricky, please..." you begged him on a breathless whine, arching your body up towards him, your hips meeting his. An answering groan rose unbidden from his throat, and his fingers slipped further down, down towards where you wanted him most, where you needed him.

He pushed in three fingers at once, not giving you any time to adjust to the feeling, before he began to fuck you with those perfect inked fingers of his. A stab of arousal burned its way through you when he found that sweet spot, and you couldn't hold back your moans.

"Mm, fuck, that's my good girl," Ricky breathed, curling his fingers against that most sensitive of spots, making your body tremble beneath him. "Please, please, please..." you begged him, your words nearly an exact echo of the ones you'd spoken in your earlier dream.

"Beg for it, I know you want it, babygirl. You're so wet, fuck, I don't even need to get you ready for me, for this dick," he groaned, withdrawing his fingers to circle your clit again.

You stared up at him through hazy, half-lidded eyes. "Please, Ricky, please... I need it, I need you," you whined. He shook his head at you, his blue eyes meeting yours, the irises darkening with his lust.

"Again," he hissed, sitting back on his heels to stare down at you, one of his hands finding its way up to your throat, squeezing softly.

Oh, he wanted to play that game, did he?

That was fine, you could play it too.

You stared up at him, a tiny smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth.

"Harder," you told him.

Something in that one word caught him off guard for the briefest of moments, one of his brows raising, before his eyes narrowed.

His grip on your throat tightened as he leaned down, his other hand still working circles around your sensitive little clit, bringing you closer and closer to that edge.

"Beg."

He spoke the word rather harshly, his dominant side coming out to play.

This was it, what you loved about the way you two fucked.

It wasn't just sex with you two, it was more than that. It was an entire fucking experience.

You swallowed hard, looking up at him with those big doe eyes.

Just one more last little detail to push him...

"Please... Sir. I need it, I need your dick, I want it so bad," you begged him, watching his face to see his reaction.

You could almost see the breath leave him, you certainly heard it; an exhaled hiss was your only warning before he lined himself up with your entrance, pushing in only the tip, teasing you like you'd teased him.

"Do you think you've earned it, babygirl?"

Fuck, he was just so hot-!

You nodded, all thoughts of teasing lost to the wayside as you stared earnestly up at him, silently begging him to give you what you so desperately wanted.

"Words, Y/N. How bad do you want it? You gonna be a good girl for me?" he continued.

"Please yes, Ricky, fuck, I need it!" you whined, your hips rising subtly to meet his. The grip on your throat tightened in warning, but he relented, finally pushing in until he was buried as deeply within you as he could get.

The two of you groaned in unison, and you could swear you saw his eyes roll back for a minute, before he leaned forward, bracing himself against the couch with his free hand as he began to set a brutal pace within you.

At this rate, you wouldn't be able to speak coherently, let alone think. You'd be so sore tomorrow morning, but honestly? Worth it.

You matched him thrust for thrust, up until he let go of your throat to push against the backs of your knees, tucking them against your chest and keeping them pinned there as he fucked you.

Holy shit- it was such a deeper angle-!

His name left your mouth in soft gasps, until it wasn't even his name anymore, just a series of incoherent ramblings and gasping pants.

He bent down to kiss you on the mouth as he fucked into you, his eyes clouded over with hazy lust.

"Fuck, that's my good girl. My dumb, pretty little baby, all stupid and fucked out for me," he muttered, throwing in more dirty words of praise as he kissed you.

It wasn't long before you could feel that familiar tightening knot in your lower belly, that slowly growing ache between your thighs.

You were close, you knew he could feel it, too.

He could feel it in the way you were clenching tightly around his dick; he'd be lying if he said it wasn't the hottest fucking thing he'd ever experienced.

A softly hissed exhale of breath sounded in the space between you two, the smell of sex and Ricky's signature cologne hanging heavy in the air, enveloping you both.

"Not yet, babygirl!" he ground out between clenched teeth, his grip on the backs of your thighs tightening, his fingers digging in.

"Mm- please! I need... I need-" you couldn't even get out an intelligent response.

You were pretty sure you looked as blissfully dumb and fucked out as you felt, in that moment.

Ricky knew it too; a smirk flashed across his features before it vanished.

"Aw, you need it? Is that it, babygirl? You need me to let you cum?" he teased you, mock empathy in his voice.

You nodded frantically, trying hard to match the pace he'd set, and failing miserably.

Your thighs were shaking, you had to cum so bad, you needed it. It wasn't even that, either. No, you needed him to cum, to finish inside of you, it's what you wanted the most.

Almost like he could sense it, Ricky smirked again, raising a brow at you.

"My poor baby. You want me to cum in you, is that it? Want me to breed you, fill you up and fuck a baby into that pretty little tummy of yours? Is that what you want?" he asked, his grip on your thighs almost bruising. You nodded again, sticking out your bottom lip in a pout.

Ricky laughed, leaning down to kiss you on the mouth again, gently sucking your bottom lip between his teeth before letting it go.

"Cum for me, babygirl."

And all too easily, you did exactly that, practically leaping over that cliff's edge, falling into a delicious downward spiral, sinking down beneath the depths of those dark waves of pleasure, almost losing yourself in all of it.

Ricky's name left your mouth in a sharp cry, your back arching off the couch, your aching pussy clenching down tight around his dick, frantically trying to cling to the last of your high.

And exactly as promised, he came as hard as you did, his grip on your thighs becoming almost painfully tight before he loosened his hold. Your name slipped from his mouth in a strangled shout as he spilled his seed into you, giving you everything he had until there was nothing left to give.

You could feel it leaking down your thighs, combined with the slick, sweat drenched scent of arousal hanging heavy in the space around the two of you.

But you didn't care.

Because in that moment, the only thing that mattered was the fact that Ricky was here, at home with you, in your arms and here to stay for the holidays.

He gently slid free from you, shifting positions so he was lying beside you, with you tucked safely in his arms.

His breath left him in soft pants, his eyes alight with a fire like you hadn't seen in a while.

"Fuck... that was-" he couldn't even finish his sentence, but you knew. You always did.

"Yeah. Merry fucking Christmas, right?" you teased him breathlessly, earning a round of laughter from you both.

When the laughter had ceased, Ricky nodded, pulling you closer into him.

"Exactly. Merry fucking Christmas, babygirl," he said softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

This right here, this safest of havens, the most sacred of places, was where you wanted to be, where you needed to be.

Because here in Ricky's arms, everything else just seemed so small and insignificant, any troubles easily a problem for tomorrow, not tonight.

You nestled closer into his chest, breathing in his comforting scent.

"I'm so glad you're home," you mumbled sleepily, letting out a yawn.

Another kiss, this one pressed to the top of your head, before you heard his response.

"Me too, baby. Me too."

As you lay there in his arms, sleep slowly approaching, you couldn't help the errant thought that snuck its way into your brain.

He'd definitely have to come home for Christmas more often... a lot more often...

After all, there was nothing else quite like being home for the holidays, right?

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[darksideoftheshipps]

Sometimes I regret that I didn't know Sleep Token and Lorna Shore until last summer. :') (thank you @akagechanart for introducing them to me❤️🔥

BUT!

On the other hand I listen to Bad Omens since 2016. I found them thanks to BMTH.

Btw I listen BMTH since 2014. Same with the MIW.

I'm getting old.

You can imagine what the video of Oli and Noah on stage together did to me. It was like a wet dream.

I can actively ship them. Well I shiped them before. Of course... But now. Man 💦

They trope is RIVALS to LOVERS ❤️🔥

#torri writes #noah x oli #Sleep Token #noah sebastian #oliver sykes #bmth bring me the horizon #bmth #bring me the horizon #bad omens #bmth x bo #rpf #rivals to lovers #metalcore #hornycore #oliver sykes x noah sebastian #Can you feel my heart? when Love's the death of piece of mind #metalcore bands #lorna shore #deathcore #MIW #motionless in white

[respectthepetty]

An appreciation post for 3 Will Be Free.

It had the Jojo as the director.

It had a composer, Yim Tirit Jitjang.

It had a poly plot.

It had a trans character with a dedicated plot.

It had an elite cast.

Everyone, including people we cared about, died, yet it didn't bury the gays.

It had TWO cinematographers: Pongthorn Thongwattana (55:15 Never Too Late, Cupid's Last Wish, Mama Gogo) and Rath Roongrueangtantisook (He's Coming To Me, A Tale of Thousand Stars, Mama Gogo), which shows.

Did I mention the poly plot?

Because it had it!

Sprinkle a little respect on this show for doing the most in 2019 when it did not need to.

#3 will be free #this is my comfort watch #if I loved it less I might be able to talk about it more #miw x shin x neo #Shin and Vegas understand how to grieve a father who never loved them only what they could do for him #Miw never hesitated to protect herself or her boyfriends #Neo told Miw and Shin that he loved them with his full chest #I'll fight people about this show and their unborn kiddos #Don't ask how many times I've rewatched it #That number is between me and a priest #Just like my other magic number #You'd view me differently if you knew either

[askforimagineoroneshot]

Free time before tour - Part 4 (Chris Motionless x Reader)

HELLO EVERYONE! I am finally back and writing. It took too long, I know. But I was just so incredibly busy. All it took me to write is to get sick and be stuck at home.

This is another part of the story. It is a longer one so I hope you like it. There will be one more part at least.

I am also working on a new project for you guys so it's all so exciting.

Let me know what you think about this part. Let me know what do you want me to write. Love you guys!

Gifs are not mine. Imagine is!!

Warnings! There is a graphic smut under the cut. You have been warned.

MASTERLIST         PART 1      PART 2       PART 3

Y/N's point of view

I am so tired. It really was a long day and we did a lot of things, more than we thought we would be able to. We got back to the house. Everyone is as tired as I am. Except for Chris. Or he looks better than the rest of us.

“I will take a shower.” I said to Chris when we got to our room.

“Yeah sure. Just don't put your pj on. I have a surprise for you. We will be leaving for the evening.” he smiles at me.

I don't question it. I know I can trust him more than anyone. I get excited about what he has in store for me.

I do as I am told. I don't know where we will go, what we will be doing so I am dressed ready for anything. Black jeans with a white dress shirt. You know, something I am comfortable in, something formal.

“I am ready.” I say to get Chris' attention. He is sitting on the bed with his phone. He looks up and smiles at me.

“I get some of your things in the car just so you know.” his slender fingers started to play with my arms. He was so tender and caring. It came to me so funny. I am with him all this time and still I miss him. “Let's go if you are ready.” he tells me after a moment of silence.

“How long will we be gone? Should I take something? And boys know?” I panic a little as I am guided outside of the building we are staying at.

“I said I put our staff in the car.'' His iconic laugh makes me more relaxed. I trust him, I just feel unprepared.

“Okay.” I give up and let him take me to the car that is waiting for us. “Boys also know?”

“Oh yeah. Don't worry they will not miss us that terribly.” he opens the door for me and waits for me to get in. Which I do and let him close the door behind me.

He gets in and starts the car. He is always the driver when we go somewhere. I mean I do have a license but after another driver pushed me off the road I tend to not like driving like I used to. I am just nervous and looking too much around me to drive. Also after the accident Chris makes it his task. We are both calmer that way.

When we pull out of the driveway I can see Sharon coming outside of the house. She looks beyond pissed. “Oh so you did tell everyone we are leaving?” I laugh.

“No.” Chris puts his tattooed hand on my knee. “I told the boys. That was the question.” We both laugh. I can tell he is not at ease in Sharon's company. As a band leader and artist he needs space and peace.

Everyone in the band needs that so the mood in the house was a little tense. It's nice to be away from it. As many of us as there are on tours we are all very similar people. We can have fun but we also need a little space of our own.

“She is not happy. We may not have to deal with it now but we will when we come back.” I sadly speak my mind and let Chris know I am on his side. “This little peace is worth it tho. I will talk to her when we come back.”

I am playing with Chris' fingers without paying it mind. It is so calming. His cold skin and the metal off his rings.

“You don't have to do anything. I spoke to Josh. He will deal with it in the morning. She is not staying.” He looks at me to reashore me. “I will make sure everyone is comfortable. You no longer have to worry about her.”

“You want to go on tour without Josh's assistant?” I ask because I want to know. I want to support his decisions.

“We did that before. The assistant was in mind to make things easier, not harder. Josh is not happy with her anyway. I just speeded up the process. It doesn't change anything.” he takes my hand in his and just holds it.

“I am not worried.” I let him know and just closed my eyes. I am enjoying the ride. “When will you let me know where we are heading?” I change the subject of conversation.

“We are almost there. It is not far. I just wanted to take you away from all the noise. To rest, with me.” he let me know.

“Thank you.” my heart is beating faster. All that means so much to me. The fact that he knows what I enjoy and he goes the extra mile for me. What we have is really special. And I am ready to do the same for him. No matter what he needs. I am here.

“You don't have to thank me for anything.” I feel the car stop. At first I thought that we were at a red light but he stopped the engine. “You have to get up, love” I laugh and do as he says. When I get out of the car I am in front of another house. A little different from where we are staying with the band. It is beautiful. A little bigger even.

“Come on.” Chris reaches for me and guides me to the door. “We will be staying here tonight and tomorrow.” He opens the door for me and locks them back when we are inside.

“You didn't have to do this, Chris.” I feel bad. Did I make him think I was unhappy with the band in the other house? Maybe I made it look like that. “This is too much.”

“Come here.” He drops our back on the floor and takes me in his arms. “We have been busy and you have given my band all your time. You accepted these children no matter what. You train in style you never performed in and write for my band. You need this. We need this. A little moment from all that craziness. Before the other starts. I know you are tired. And I know you miss us. I feel the same. This is not too much. This is barely enough.” After his little speech he buries his face in my neck. This little cuddle is sweet.

“They are my band and my responsibility as well Chris. If you guys want me to be part of it. Even if you don't, I understand. The band is your family. And I don't need to be part of it to love it as much as you do.” I run my fingers through his raven hair.

“You are part of the band. It scared me a little at the beginning. With the boys and how they will accept you. If they scare you. I wanted this to work so much. And it did immediately. Boys love you. Fans love you.” he lets go of me a little to look into my eyes. “I love you.”

I want to be as close to him as possible. I just need to feel him hold me close so I can feel as safe and as accepted as he only knows to make me feel. “I love you so fucking much.” Chris doesn't let me finish. Just grabs me and kisses me. There are so many emotions passing through us right now. “And the band. And the fans. All of it.” I goucky say when he pulls away. I know where this is going and I am more than happy with it. I just want him to know.

“Yeah yeah. They are all just so lovable.'' He makes sarcastic remarks. “I think I am just gonna focus on us now.” he lifts me up and carries me inside. He knows this place. Must have been here when he left for a moment. “Now look at that.”

I turn my head and see a pool light up inside. I am amazed. It looks so pretty. It's not a pool for swimmers. It's a lot smaller which makes it romantic in a way. There is a bar in its proximity. A few chairs with a TV set up.

“Well haven't you planned it out amazingly.” I smile at him when I turn back in his arms. I steal another kiss from him before he puts me down, not breaking it.

“Let me get you a drink.” he breaks the kiss but still holds me close to him. “Get in the water for me in the meantime.” he lets go of me and goes to said bar.

“If only I knew what was the plan I would bring a swimsuit.” The room is not big enough for Chris to not hear me across.

“We will not be needing them here. Do as you were told.” he turns to look at me. “Be good. Go on.” His eyes make me want to jump in. He is in the mood and I am more than needy. I miss his touch and attention.

So I do as I was told. I slowly walk in the water. It is not warm but not cold. It is nice this way. I can relax like this.

“Look at you.” I turn around to see Chris watching me closely. “How did I miss you. And you are so good for me.'' He takes his pants off which is the last article of clothing he has on. With drinks in hand he follows me into the water.

“Thank you.” I took one drink from him. It is alcohol. Some time of brandy. I like the smell. “What are we drinking for? Another successful tour?” We are close enough for our skin to touch. His tattoos shine on his pale skin. He is beautiful. Water reflects his eyes and his deep stare into mine.

“That's too far ahead. Let's drink for this trip.” he tells me.

“This trip? We drink it without the band?” I let him grab a hold of me and pull me closer. I am much smaller so he sits down with me inside the pool.

“I mean this little trip. Our little piece of heaven. We will enjoy it, trust me angel.” And so we drink to it. It is nice. I put the glass at the edge of the pool when I felt Chris' lips on my neck. I sit in his lap and let him do with me as he pleases.

“Are you the owner okay with us doing this in his pool?” I ask between moans. My will to be respectful and not do this at a place like this is losing all its power.

“I am sure he will be okay with this.” Chris gets up and turns me around. I know what he wants and I comply. “There you go my good little girl.” He gets behind me as I put my hands on the edge of the pool for support.

My y/h/c is in a way for Chris to access my neck. His body is pressed against mine. I can feel his breath against my neck even with the hair. With his first move he gets access to back off my neck by pulling my hair at a side. His lips ghost on my skin. Makes me let the breath out I didn't realize I was holding.

“I missed your taste.'' I hear a growl that comes from his chest.

His big hands travel from my waist to my chest. Fingertips brushing against my hardened nipples. One of my hands meets his. I love this sensation. All of his attention is on me. I wouldn't be able to notice if someone had walked in. My mind is focused on one thing and one thing only.

I back my ass into him. I know what I am doing. And it is working. I can feel his body respond to me. “Don't misbehave.” A strong warning is given but I don't move away from him.

“Please.” I try a different tactic. I am used to us taking our time with things like this. We can go for hours before he penetrates me. I love the way he is and how he guides me through our passionate hours. But it has been so long since we could do something like this.

“I missed you.” I plead again.

His hands let go of my body and travel into my hair. He makes me look at him before he grips my neck. Just one of his hands is enough to get a hold of me. Even if I struggled it would not work. And I enjoy that as well. I sometimes love putting up a fight to make him tame me in a way.

“I know baby doll. I neglected you.'' His hold on me is firm. It lets me know that he is in control. And I love every second of it. “So I will let this little misbehavior go without notice. But don't think that you don't have to behave.” After he scolded me he allowed me to kiss him.  Before I can get greedy he pulls me away by the hold he has on my neck.

Never letting go of me his other hand travels to the place I need him the most. His fingers tested my folds and when he got pleased by how my body responded to him he dived into my heat.

“Oh well look at you.” His whisper in my ear is followed by his wet lips. That makes me whimper and move from him. My ears are so sensitive and he knows that. That is why he is testing me like this. He knows I want to be good for him but this can be too much.

“Be good.” the hand that is resting on my neck gets a better grip. Making me move by his lead. When I am back in place his fingers that are hiding in my debts move faster.

“Chris.” I moan out. I can't hold back anymore. “Please. You are gonna make me cum.” I protest. I don't want to yet so I try to move again.

“Where do you think are going, hmm.” his grip on my neck makes me dizzy. My attems fall back unsuccessfully. The pressure I feel is getting too strong. “Let go. Make me proud. Come on.”

I lose all control over my body and I orgasm. My neck is now almost free. I need to take a breath and Chris knows that. When I come back to myself I feel his touch on my breast. My body is fully supported by Chris'.

“There is my good girl. What do we say?” He is so close to me. I can feel his breath on my face.

“Thank you.” I lean with my face into his. His lips drag on my skin by that action.

“Thank you, what?” His dominant hand is back on the roots of my hair. Grabbing me. Making me comply.

“Thank you, Master.” I know my manners. I also know my partner. If we started like this without me having to hold back I know it will be a long night.

“There is my good bunny.” he smiles into the kisses he is leaving on my skin. Slowly traveling lower into my neck. “I love your neck. So soft. It makes me wanna grab you and never let go.” His breathing got faster. He is like an animal wanting to mark me and it is the next thing he does. His teeth are sharp.

“Don't fight it.” He lifts me up so I can not move from him anymore. “You are not strong enough.  Just let go.” After being warned his teeth finds my soft skin again. It hurts but just enough to make me feel warm in my core again. Moaning again. I can't control myself around him. I tried so many times.

“There we go bunny.” a soft kiss on the marked skin makes me wince. There is going to be a purple mark in a couple of hours. I will have to hide it with a hoodie. Chris knows that I love when he does this but at the same time I want to look professional. So he never marks me to heigh for me to hide them.

Our relationship is full of passion but is built on trust and understanding.

“Now come here, bunny. Let me see you.'' He goes down so we are submerged in the water. The coldness feels so good against my warm folds. I moan a little at the feeling. “Does it feel good, bunny? Hmm.”

My body falls into his arm. It makes me turn to face him. “Answer me, bunny. How does it feel? Use your words. Come on.” his eyes are staring into my souls yet I never felt safer in my life.

“It feels so good, master. Makes me want you more.” I let my arms snake around his neck. I want to be close to him but I let him call the shots. He knows me well enough to give me what I need.

“Lean back. Let's get you wet fully, bunny.” I do as I am told and it feels amazing. When I am back in his arms I see his smile. “Now give me those plump lips.” Pulled into him his lips take mine. Hip lip rings are cold and take my attention. I know he loves it when I play with them. Suck on them.

“Oh you want to suck on me, hmm. Come here then.” he lets go of my body and stands up. He is tall enough for me to be able to please him in the pool.

His hand tilts my head back. “Do you want this?” He knows but teasing me is too much of a fun for him.

“Yes, please. Let me. I was good. Please, master.” he knows I love doing this. I want to make him enjoy himself with me. That is my only task right now.

“No, bunny. You have not been good. You Have been all over the place today. Don't lie.” his fingertips brush against my lips. I use this opportunity to kiss them. After I hear his hum I continue. One finger after the other.

“Let me make it up to you master, please.” He is going to let me suffer here until he is satisfied with his teasing.

“You want to make it up to me, bunny. Open.” I do as I am told again and he puts two of his fingers in my mouth. I don't close yet. I wait for him. “Good girl. Now show me what you wanna do to make it up to me.” That is when I close my mouth around him. I give him a good suck. Letting my tongue play with his fingers.

Even when my eyes are on Chris' face I can see that his big member is getting hard. I take pride in that. Letting out a little moan but never stopping sucking on his long fingers. In the beginning I had trouble taking his fingers and his huge dick but he has been training me. I still have issues sometimes but he is patient with me.

“Make it up to me, bunny.” he lets his fingers out of my mouth. Taking his member in hand instead. “Show me you are sorry.” I open my mouth again. To give him the satisfaction of seeing himself disappear in me. “You're gonna need to open a lot more for me, bunny.”

I do and he lets himself in on my tongue. His size always amazes me. Like he gets bigger every time. I let him take the lead. He is very slow. Allowing me to take as much as I can. I know he is enjoying himself. I love the noises he makes when I am pleasing him.

“Relax, bunny.” he spoke to me before he acted. “Tilt your head. There.” Getting me in a better position before he pushed himself fully into my throat. Trying to relax as much as possible my eyes started to tear up. “There you go. My good little bunny.” Chris' finger brushing my tears away he stayed in place. His heavy member was resting in my throat. I was enjoying it as much as he did. I loved him. All of him.

“And out.” he pulled himself out of my mouth. I caught a little but still looked at him. “You are doing so well, bunny.” He was looking at me lovingly as he pumped himself. “Tell me, bunny, are you loving this? You look so eager. Do you want me back in your throat?”

“Yes, I do. Please let me.” Looking at his penis my mouth watered. I loved doing this.

“You love it so much you forget your manners again, bunny.” Making me look back at him I realized. “Keep your pretty y/e/c orbs on me, bunny. Don't forget yourself.”

“I am sorry, master.'' Being a good girl I make puppy eyes that he can not resist.

“Open up, bunny. I am not done with you.” Eager to do so I let him fuck himself by my mouth. The sweet is glittering on his skin. He looks like an angel. Before I know it he beats himself in my throat again as he comes in warm thick streams. I swallow all of him.

I look at him trying to collect his thoughts. I let him. It took me more than just a moment to collect myself. In the meantime I clean him up nicely.

“My good little, bunny.” he sits down by the poolside with me in my arms. “You did so well. Making me so proud.” I want to be as close to him as possible. I take a lead and kiss him. I know when I can push him and when to just let him have his way.

“Look what you did, bunny.” He preast me in his lap to make me feel how hard he is again. “Come here. Let me take you.” Parting my legs and probing my sweet spot with his pink head was next. “There there.” I sit at him fully but that makes me squik. “Breath, bunny.”

I take a moment to adjust to him. The burns make me wanna cum again but I hold myself. Chris took my chest into inspection in the meantime. Massaging my breast. Pinching my nippless. He makes it so hard for me to focus. I have difficulty with all the stimulation. Chris is loving it. Reading me is like an open book. Taking one of my hardened nippless into his mouth.

I take action into my hands and start to ride him. I have to take it slow because of his size.

“Look at you go, bunny. My good girl.” He starts to meet my thrust with his hips.

“Chris fuck.” I can no longer control myself. I feel like I should be ashamed of my actions but it has been so long.

“I have been so busy, bunny. I know. Enjoy this like a good girl. Take what I have. All of it.” His arms close on me, bringing me closer to him. His lips devour my neck again. “Don't fight against it, bunny. Make me happy. Cum again.”

Being this close to him everything feels more intense. I want to hold it and cum with him. “Slow down.” I breathe out. Trying to get a hold of myself. Chris doesn't do it. He wants to have me fucked out on him. “Honey.” I try to speak again but it is in wail.

“Do it, bunny. Cum. Don't make me do it for you.” He doesn't slow down. Only gets a better hold of me to make sure I can't stop.

“It's too much.” I keep on complaining until I reach my top. I let out a scream and threw my head back. Only then Chris stops slowly.

“There she is.” I am being held in the position for a moment before he brings me back to him. “Come, bunny, give me a kiss.” With him still bearded deep inside me I comply.

“There is my good girl. I am gonna take you upstairs and stuff you like a good bunny you are.” I try to argue but in his hold I can not. When he feels my attempt he trusts himself into me.

“Chris.” I scream as I feel him go impossibly deep inside my folds.

“Be good or I will make you. Remember who is your halder, bunny. We have a lot of catching up to do.” He gets up from the water with me in his arms. “I am gonna fuck you out of your mind little one. Don't make me break you first.” his growl is heard through the walls.

#motionless in white #chris motionless #chris cerulli #chris motionless imagine #chris cerulli x reader #chris x you #miw #miw imagines #miw x reader #chris motionless smut #MIW smut

[miwtual]

🔥 + bandom (feel free to ignore this if you’ve answered something like this already)

people need to stop trying to use musicians' friends/significant others/etc to try and get in with the band, even if its for potential work purposes. if you want to be a photographer or an interviewer or a make up artist or literally whatever, go through their official channels to do so or reach out to them via social media. their friends, significant others, etc are not ur key to getting in with them, it's a huge breach of boundaries

send me 🔥 for an unpopular opinion (+ a topic, if you want!)

#kai.answer #ask game #i see this happen a lot to the wife of a member of motionless in white #she has stated.... so many times that she doesnt work for the band and therefore doesnt pass on messages to them #and yet! and YET! people still ask her CONSTANTLY for work opportunities w motionless #when in fact miw are very often on social media and if u make a video on tiktok asking them 'hey can i do x with you this is my work' #they will most likely see it and be open to working with u! bc it has happened many times in the past! #and miw isnt the only one this happens to theres SO MANY BANDS where this happens and its just ughhhhhhhh #u wonder why ur favorite bands dont like social media and its bc yall are fucking WEIRD

[heavensenthale]

#and there was only one bed (polyamory edition)

You Me Her - Emma x Izzy x Jack

Sense8 - Rajan x Kala x Wolfgang

Gossip Girl - Aki x Audrey x Max

Sense8 - Lito x Hernando x Dani

3 will be free - Neo x Miw x Shin

The bastard son & the devil himself - Annalise x Nathan Gabriel

#sense8edit #youmeheredit #gossipgirledit #ggedit #tbsatdhedit #you me her #sense8 #gossip girl #3 will be free #the bastard son and the devil himself #useranne #userkaylee #supervalcsi #tuserkay #userfaiths #userv #filmtvcentral #filmtvdaily #mili*

[j0eyj0rdis0n]

MASTERLIST

Hey y’all! It’s been a minute since I’ve made one of these and I wanted to wait until I had a good amount of content to really fill one of these up. So here’s all the writing I’ve done since I started this blog back in 2020.

This will be updated as often as I can, so no promises new/recent writing will be on here immediately. Also if a link doesn’t work please let me know!!

Hope y’all enjoy!

GUIDE:

Angst - 🕷

Fluff - 𓆩♡𓆪

Smut/NSFW - ☓

Neutral - ✸

𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀

Kingdom AU ✸

School AU ✸

School AU pt.2 ✸

High At School - School AU

Cheerleader S/O - School AU

Songs that remind me of the creeps ✸

Tim + Brian poly headcannons ☓ 𓆩♡𓆪

Scene S/O headcannons 𓆩♡𓆪 ✸

Finding you dead 🕷

Threatening suicide 🕷

Coming home to you singing/dancing 𓆩♡𓆪 ✸

Breaking up 🕷

Age regressing S/O ✸

S/O Who Loves Hello Kitty 𓆩♡𓆪 ✸

With A French S/O ✸

𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐩𝐬:

Matchup 1 ✸

Matchup 2 ✸

Matchup 3 ✸

Matchup 4 ✸

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬:

Proxies Receiving Nudes ☓

Poly Proxies ☓

Poly Proxies pt.2 ☓

Hunted by the proxies ☓

Jealous proxies ☓🕷

Proxies x Final Girl 🕷

Sitting on the proxies lap 𓆩♡𓆪☓

𝐭𝐢𝐦/𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐲:

Father figure Tim ✸ 𓆩♡𓆪

Father figure Tim pt.2 ✸ 𓆩♡𓆪

Father figure Tim pt.3 ✸ 𓆩♡𓆪

Cowboy father figure Tim ✸ 𓆩♡𓆪

Cowboy Tim ✸

NSFW alphabet ☓

Werewolf Tim ✸

Kinktober Day 10: Praise ☓

𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧/𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞:

NSFW alphabet ☓

Woods ☓

"𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐢" 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐲:

Dark Headcannons ☓✸

Blood ☓

Subby Dom Toby ☓

Dating Toby ✸

Don't leave! 🕷

S/O With BPD ✸

Kinktober Day 7: Virginity ☓

𝐱-𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬:

General Headcannons ✸

NSFW Headcannons ☓

𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝:

Historical dressed S/O ✸

𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤:

Somnophilia ☓

First Meal ☓

Two Faced S/O ✸

Make it Better ☓ 🕷

Soft Dom ☓

Underwear fetish ☓

Fluff 𓆩♡𓆪

Father EJ 𓆩♡𓆪

Kinktober Day 8: Breeding ☓

𝐣𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫:

Kinktober Day 6: Dubcon ☓

Kinktober Day 6: Dubcon pt.2 ☓

𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤:

NSFW Headcannons ☓

NSFW Alphabet ☓

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑':

Day 6: Dubcon - Jeff The Killer ☓

Day 7: Virginity - "Ticci" Toby ☓

Day 8: Breeding - Eyeless Jack ☓

Day 10: Praise - Tim/Masky ☓

𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄

Dating MIW ✸

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Sinner in Church ☓

Skating 𓆩♡𓆪 ☓

Birthday Surprise 🕷

Not you too... 🕷

Easy Mornings 𓆩♡𓆪

Beg ☓

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰:

Hold on Tight 🕷

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Go home... 🕷

Enlistment 🕷

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

Dinner Table - Oli Sykes 🕷

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Dating Oli Sykes ✸

About me

About me pt.2

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[windhamsrotunda]

With Those Angel Eyes - Chris M.

(picture of Chris is NOT mine, credits goes to the original owner).

Pairing: Chris Motionless x Female! Reader

Summary: It's late at night and you decide to facetime your boyfriend when he's away on tour.

Warnings: Language, Fluff / Sexual Themes, SMUT, Fingering, Jack Off! Facetime Sex! Flustered!Chris, Visuals, Edited, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: LONG

Tagging: @abadamn and @pitiful-anonymous-vampire

Your mind surrounded the thought of wanting to facetime your boyfriend, Chris late at night. Your eyes focused on the contact's name you put into your phone. "Christopher 🖤".

How would he respond to your facetime request, especially this late at night? What if you wake him up?

Fuck it. We're doing it.

You positioned your camera on your phone, and pressed "Facetime Christopher 🖤".

You rested your calloused hands on your face, and waited for an answer. Without expecting it, Chris answered the phone.

"Hey babe." He greeted over FaceTime, lightly rubbing his eyes.

"Hi baby. Did I wake you?"

"Nah, you didn't. I was just taking a shower. Another concert finished." Chris chuckled, resting his palm on the side of his face, giving you a content look.

Your black lipstick covered lips curled into a smile, you tapped your fingers onto the surface of the bed as you gave out a sigh.

Chris was laying in his bunkbed on the tour bus, half covered up in his blankets as you saw parts of his tattooed arms and chest area over FaceTime.

"What's wrong?" He asked, his bottom lip puffed out and eyebrows furrowed.

"I can tell you anything, right?"

"Of course you can."

You hid half of your face in embarrassment, your cheeks began to turn a rosy pink while you were gathering your thoughts together. An awkward silence broke, he patiently waited on what you were going to tell him. Chris was most known for being a patient guy when he was talking with his best friends, bandmates, or even you.

Twiddling your thumbs, Chris gazed through the screen with no judgement on his face at all.

''It's okay, Y/N. I can be on the phone with you all night, I wouldn't mind doing so.'' He stated to you, running hands through his bleached blonde hair.

''U-uhh, is there anyone with you right now?'' You randomly asked out of the blue, feeling a bit panicky because of what happened last time between you and him.

He looked behind him

''Nope. No one.'' He replied.

''Not even your band mates?'' You chuckled nervously, swiping a hand through your h/c hair.

Remember when you and your boyfriend got caught having sex by the rest of the band?

You have.

***FLASHBACK***

''Mhh, fuck Y/N!'' Chris moaned, his hips aligning with yours, your head arched back hitting the wooden headboard.

''F--fuck!'' You exclaimed,

''K-k-keep going, please---''

Justin, Vinny, Ryan, and Ricky all happened to walk in at once, one of them had froze up. Which was Justin.

''What in the---''

Chris dead stopped, and looked back like a deer in the headlights at a laughing Vinny, a screaming Justin, along with Ryan and Ricky standing there with their mouths hanging open.

''OOO, CHRISTOPHERRR I'M CALLING YOUR MOTHER,'' Vinny yelled dramatically, laughing and pointing at him.

Your face flushed a deep red, quickly covering you and Chris up.

''I thought the door was locked?'' He whispered while he gave you a stern glare, ignoring the comment Vinny just made.

''I thought it was also---''

Justin cut you off,

''Next time, leave the door locked, will you? 'Cause you almost gave us a heart attack!''

***END OF FLASHBACK***

''Y/N?''

''Earth to Y/N.''

''Oh, right. Sorry babe.'' You snapped out of your thoughts, feeling a bit embarrassed from zoning out on him.

Chris chuckled, sitting up from his bunkbed, revealing his mesmerizing tattoos on his chest that was no longer covered by the blankets.

Fuck.

''I promise there is no one here, I checked already while you were daydreaming. Besides, it won't be like last time if you know what I mean.'' He commented, giving a charming smile to you.

Right.

Your heart began to skip beats in and out of your chest, it's been quite a while since you and Chris had a sexual encounter with each other. You didn't want to be caught and humiliated ever again by some people----

''So, uhh, Chris. What do you think about FaceTime sex?''

You did not just go there, what the fuck Y/N? you thought.

''I actually never done it with anyone. If I had to do it with anyone, it would only be you, guaranteed.'' He laughed under his breath.

You couldn't believe him.

You just couldn't.

''Let's pretend I have never brought up the subject, and move forward with a normal conversation. Yeah, disregard what I just asked--''

He cut you off short of your sentence, you saw him run a hand down the side of his hair again.

Damn you.

''Uh, Y/N? are you sure you want to proceed with a normal conversation instead? You know I am up for anything, anytime, anywhere.''

Your mind was now racing quicker than your heart, you brought the topic up, and now you have to keep your word. Well--

A creaky sound came from the call, it was Chris getting up quickly from his bunkbed, you could hear him mutter something quietly to himself.

''What was that?'' You scratched your head.

''Oh, I was going to request something very dumb for you to do, since you wanted to do FaceTime sex.'' He snickered.

''Well, spill it babe.'' You urged while you felt your legs spread apart, seeing your boyfriend this flustered made you question humanity.

An abbreviated sigh came out of him, he tilted his head back up to give you the attention you've been craving from him.

''I'm going to count to the start of ten and go down from there. I want you to pleasure yourself in any way you do when I am not there. Pretend that your fingers are my cock. No questions asked.''

You nodded, and proceeded to do so.

He switched the camera view to aim down on one of his large, tattooed hands appearing to be resting on the surface of a kitchen counter.

''Ready?''

''Yeah.'' You uttered, biting down on your bottom black lipstick covered lip, watching your boyfriend's hand grip the edge of the marble kitchen counter, then lazily sliding it off of the counter as both of his tattooed covered hands now appearing in the camera. You weren't able to see what his facial expression was because he didn't have it aiming at his face. All you could see and hear were his large hands getting into position to count, and his heavy breathing in the background. Oh, how you wanted those hands all over your body.

''Ten.''

You inserted one of your fingers inside your wet, pulsating garden.

"Nine."

Picking up the pace of your rhymtic finger, you slid in another one, your e/c eyes tightly shut. You tried to add a picture in your head, how Chris looked after his band's concert.

"Eight."

As you listened in on his counting, you felt high off of his voice, you needed him more than ever. His voice was so... hot.

"Seven."

"Ahh, f-fuck I need you here s-so ba-bad." You stammered, knowing Chris was watching like a hawk, probably fantasizing about wishing those fingers of yours were his veiny cock.

"Si-six." He continued, his hand gestured into a "Six" count, while the other hand worked its way down slowly to his throbbing cock, enough to tease you.

You moaned aloud, shaky ghost hands pointing the camera down at your pussy.

"Fi-five. Fuck, po-point the c-camera back a-at your fuckin' face! W-want to see y-your face, I-I want to ruin it!" He let out a growl, the sounds of him pumping his cock being heard from the background.

"C-Chris, b-baby, I'm so c-close!" You warned, practically crying out for him to fuck you mercilessly on the bed you laid out on, knowing he wouldn't be home until one more day.

"F-four, don't c-cum yet."

"Thre-three, f-fuck!"

Your eyes were wandering all over the place, you couldn't hold it in much longer, goddamn it Chris!

"Tw-two, a-almost." The sound of him leaning his body weight against a wall now, with quickening paced breathing, with your toes beginning to curl onto the sheets.

"O-one!" Chris yelled, releasing into his own hand.

"Oh my god!" You exclaimed to the heavens, the bundle of nerves in your legs beginning to jitter following your orgasm after him.

''Fuck, look what you made me do, Y/N. Now I got to go clean up,'' He set his phone down, which was now facing up towards the pitched black ceiling, his heavy footsteps could be heard distantly, getting farther and farther away.

Your sigh escalated through you, you lifted your phone off the bedsheets, bringing it with you to the bathroom waiting for your boyfriend's return.

Setting your phone straight up on the bathroom counter where the sink was, you hummed slightly to yourself.

''I'm back, baby.''

Chris lifted his phone off of the kitchen counter, putting front view again on his camera.

You checked the time on your phone, ''1 am''.

''Oh shit,'' You quickly said to yourself, surprised at what the time was.

''What? What? Is there a spider?'' He assumed, you laughed and rubbed your eyes.

''No Chris. It's 1am here, and you should get some sleep, don't you think?'' You suggested, getting a little tired.

''Okay, I will see you tomorrow when I get home, baby. I love you, goodnight.''

''I love you more, goodnight.''

A/N: I am probably gonna do a part 2 of this, but with Chris coming home to the reader, and it's going to be fluff <3

#chris motionless fanfic #chris cerulli #chris motionless smut #chris motionless fluff #chris motionless drabble #chris motionless miw #chris motionless x female reader #chris motionless fic #motionless in white fanfic #motionless in white #motionless in white fanfiction #motionless in white x you #windhamsrotunda #chris motionless imagine #chris motionless x you #dont mind all the tags lol

[cookiesupplier]

DISCLAIMER: All the works linked in the list below are entirely fictional. While they are inspired from real people they are fictional in every way. They in no way shape or form reflect the actions or opinions of the people mentioned in the works themselves.

💥 = le smut

Bad Omens:

Hell-Verse Combined Masterlist

Nicholas Ruffilo

Say My Name (ofc) Say My Name - Part Two (ofc) 💥

Noah Sebastian

First Tattoo (fem!reader) Thanksgiving Chaos (fem!reader) Watermelon (fem!reader) 💥 Hell Aint So Bad (ofc) 💥 Paris Headcanon (fem!reader)💥

Nick Folio

Motorcycle Ride (fem!reader) A Friend Down In Hell (ofc) Paris Headcanon (fem!reader)💥

Jolly Karlsson

Kristmas with Käresta (ofc) Käresta's NYE (ofc) 💥 Breakfast with Käresta (ofc) 💥

Motionless In White:

Ricky Olson

Every Rose Has Its Thorns (wip) (ofc) 💥 Out of the Rain Rip The Curtain Away (rickyxchris)💥 Drain the blood out from your veins (fem!reader) 💥

Chris Motionless

What She Needs (ofc) 💥 Every Rose Has Its Thorns (wip) (ofc) 💥 Rip The Curtain Away (rickyxchris)💥

ENTIRE BAND INCLUSIVE

Prison of Stone and Flesh (wip) (Multi-ship, check the link)

CURRENT WIP's:

HELL AU SERIES cont.: Coming Soon

SOULMATE TATTOO SERIES: Ricky Olson x ofc x Chris Motionless

Every Rose Has Its Thorns Masterlist 💥

COLLABORATIVE FIC, GARGOYLE AU - w/ @faceless-mirror Multi-Ship - Please Check the Masterlist

Prison of Stone and Flesh Masterlist

Currently requests are closed.

((Except for WIP -- if you have an outtake idea for MIW Soulmate or Hell Verse Series, feel free to message me, or inbox me about it!))

Updated: 28th April 2024

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[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Gay wrongs tournament, round 1 of the minor bracket

Propaganda:

For Neo x Miw x Shin: (propaganda from the previous tournamnet here)

This canon (yes, canon!) polytriad meet when they accidentally kill a mafia hitman and are forced to go on the run together to escape. Cue a found-family roadtrip with a slowbuild poly romance! This show has 10 episodes and all 10 of them involve crime, queer love, and excellent fashion choices. The protagonists, -- Mew, Neo, and Shin -- are at the center of it all. Mew is a manager at a gogo bar where she scams Western tourists, steals wallets, etc. Neo is a sex worker at the male strip club across the street who may have unknowingly started an affair with a mob boss's wife. Shin is the sensitive queer son of the aforementioned mob boss, and he's going through a lot right now. Together, the three of bare their souls and figure out how to survive this bad situation -- together!

they're literally on the run for murder. what more is there to say

For Xu Youyi and Yan Wei:

Sapphic romance in 1920's China between a novelist and an assassin posing as a photographer! Read the manhua for canon sapphic romance though, the show had to be censored (it's still great though, just portrays them as gal pals).

In 1920s Shanghai, You Yi is a crime novelist who gets framed for the murder of her husband's mistress. The murderer? A quiet photographer named Yan Wei who lives a double life as an assassin. The two meet by chance at Yan Wei's photography shop and immediately form a "close bond". Although You Yi doesn't know Yan Wei's identity at first, they eventually work together to expose You Yi's husband's crimes. By the end of the show they literally have a kid together and share a bed. It's very sweet!

#minor bracket round 1 #3 will be free #couple of mirrors #neomiwshin #yiwei #yan wei #xu youyi #3wbf

[motleymunson27]

Surprise.

Sum: Chris popped the question and proposed to you on stage in front of hundreds of people.

Chris Motionless X Reader.

Content Warning: ALL THE FLUFF THERE IS!!

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The show was just about done, MIW was just finishing their show in Birmingham then would be heading to St Augustine two days later to continue the Trinity Of Terror tour.

It’s been both an amazing time but also kind of rough being on the road since the middle of March. The tour was set to end a bit before Christmas then the guys would be free until their next tour.

Of course, dating the lead singer of one of the four bands, and working as their makeup artist with the production team alongside your sister, Shevy—who was Ice Nine Kills’ makeup artist as well, you got to watch the concert from the side of the stage.

You certainly didn’t put up a fight. Watching your boyfriend from just a foot away from the stage would have sufficed, but watching from the side of the stage with your sister? Even better.

The show was coming to an end, the second last song Chris was set to sing was ‘Masterpiece’, and of course he sang it like a god.

Just before the last song, Chris had something to announce to the crowd.

“As much as I love this last song, I have one thing I need to do before it goes on,” he began, turning around towards the stage entry where you were standing next to Shevy. “I’d like to ask my beautiful girlfriend to come up here really quick.”

Confused, and suddenly very nervous, you slowly trekked onto the stage on very shaky legs. You had no clue what was going on, because this was the first time Chris ever requested you to come on stage with him.

Once you were standing next to him, Chris turned back towards the audience. “For those of you who don’t know, this beautiful thing has somehow managed to put up with me for the last 7 damn years,” he chuckled, causing you to shove him back slightly. “And everyday for the last 7 damn years, Y/n has been nothing but amazing. She’s always thought very carefully deciding when she wants to do things. She’s always been supportive of everyone around her and has definitely been supportive about being on the road for the past very long time that we don’t care to count out. I seriously can’t ask for a better girlfriend or a better makeup artist. She’s smart, she’s kind, and she’s damn beautiful. Seriously, I have no clue how she’s put up with me for so long, but what I’m about to do is really going to trap her with me.”

You only grew more confused as Chris continued his little speech.

“This is something I’ve wanted to do for quite a while so while I have everyone’s attention, I’d like to ask her a very, very important question,” Chris paused, stepping back from you just a little bit…

Before kneeling down onto one knee.

Your hands were immediately cupped over your mouth as your jaw fell slack. The crowd immediately started screaming as Chris knelt down.

From behind you, you could hear everyone in production, the other three bands and Chris’ band mates shouting and whistling.

Chris looked up at you, wide smile on his face as he tried to find the right words to say and not to break out in tears. He needed to wait a minute before he could start crying.

“Y/n, baby, I knew from the second I looked into those gorgeous eyes that I knew I would be asking you this question at some point in our relationship whether we started dating or not, and I wish I would have asked a long time ago but I had a problem trying to find the perfect one and never knew when the time would come. I am thankful that the time has now come and that I have found the perfect piece to seal the deal. I promise to stand by your side when the world isn’t being nice. I promise to love you and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live. I promise to be there for you for the rest of our time on earth, Til Death Do Us Part. I love you, and I am more than willing to rot in hell with you for the rest of my life. So I have to ask…”

Chris trailed off, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a tiny black coffin-shaped velvet box in his large tattooed hands, and presenting you with a beautiful white gold engagement ring holding a very beautiful black stone in the centre of it.

The band was shaped like tree branches holding the stone, which was also shaped like a coffin. And there was engraving on the inside that said ‘Til Death Do Us Part’.

“Will you marry me?” Chris asked, a silent line of tears streaming from his eyes, his stage makeup that you did for him now ruined from the happy tears, as the crowd continued screaming.

Tears. Automatic tears fell down your face as you immediately nodded your head, bringing every single person in the venue to start cheering and clapping as Chris immediately stood back up and pulled you into him for a kiss after he put the mic back on the stand, wrapping his hands around your waist as you wrapped yours around his neck.

You managed to break away from your now fiancé so he could put your ring on for you. And it fit perfectly.

It looked just as beautiful on as it did off.

“I love you, so much,” Chris whispered into your ear, his hands holding around your waist as he pulled you back into him, littering kisses all over your neck and face.

“I love you too,” you cried, hiding your face into Chris’ bright red jacket, trying to control the tears but eventually giving up. “I’m more than willing to rot in hell with you too, Til Death do us part,” you smiled, referencing the song that Chris wrote about you 6 years ago.

“Til Death do us part,” Chris smiled as he pressed another kiss on your lips before he grabbed his mic and turned to the crowd who was still screaming.

“This last song before all you beautiful people leave, I dedicate to my future wife,” Chris said to the crowd, turning back to you with one final kiss before letting you go back to where you were standing before.

God, that felt nice to be referred to as now.

Shevy immediately yanked you in for a tight hug as the band gave Chris all the high fives and half-hugs as their way of saying congrats, then started playing the beginning of ‘Eternally Yours’, which only made you shed more tears.

You didn’t see much of the beginning of the song as you were being pulled in for hugs from all around you.

You looked at your sister. “Did you know he was going to do this?” You asked, half of your face wet with tears as she nodded.

“I went shopping with him to help find the right size since we’re the same,” she laughed, tears dripping from her eyes at the sight of her sister so happy.

You were very happy. Who wouldn’t be happy if Chris Motionless asked you to marry him?

Multiple ‘Congratulations’ were being said as you turned back towards the floor, your future husband staring at you with the happiest smile as he sang, blowing you kisses as the iconic love song continued.

As soon as this tour was over, the wedding planning would begin. And you could not be happier.

#chris motionless #motionless in white #chris motionless x reader

[yournecessaryevil]

Imagine...

...Chris doing a Skype call with you while he's away on tour, because he misses you...

• fluff; language; slight angst

"Come save me, please. These guys are driving me nuts."

"We love you toooo!" you heard someone yell back. You grinned, trying your hardest not to laugh as you stared back at Chris through the screen of your laptop.

He shook his head, an exasperated look on his face, though you could swear you saw the edges of his mouth pull up in a brief smile. "Seriously. Come save me?" he repeated, raising both brows at you.

You couldn't help but laugh, giving him a light shrug. "At least there's only a few weeks left of the tour? Then you get to come home," you answered. "Then I get to come home," Chris echoed, heaving a sigh.

He sounded exhausted, the poor man. You knew given the chance, he'd tour every day if he could. Music was one of his biggest passions, it had always been. But as much as he loved what he did, there were also those days where nothing could fully keep the exhaustion at bay.

"You sound tired, do you want me to let you go so you can get some rest?" you asked softly. "No!" came Chris's loud and immediate reply. "Er, no," he repeated, a little quieter, shaking his head at you. "I want to talk to my girlfriend, I haven't seen her in almost six months," he added.

You smirked, an idea suddenly creeping into the forefront of your mind. "Oh? Well, when you do finally see her, let me know how she is," you teased him. He stuck his tongue out at you in response, unable to keep from smiling as he laughed. God, how you'd missed that sound...

"Yeah, she's great! I should introduce the two of you sometime. You'd get along with each other really well," he teased back. "She's kind of a brat, though," he added with a wink, smirking at you through the laptop screen.

"Hey!" you protested, earning another laugh from Chris. "Nah, you're my good girl," he reassured you, waving you off with a smile. Leaning back in his chair, Chris ran a hand through his dark hair, letting out another soft sigh.

"Ugh, three more weeks. And then I can come home and see my beautiful girl. I miss you so much," he said softly. His words sent a little twinge of pain through you for a moment. It was never easy, those rare occasions where you had to stay home while Chris went on tour.

But with the different schedules you two shared, sometimes that was the only option. You were training to go into a career of makeup artistry, and while most of your job opportunities landed you a spot on tour with the boys, there were always those select few that had you staying a little closer to home.

These past six months had been one of those times, and you'd been missing Chris since the moment he and his bandmates had left on that bus. You swallowed hard, giving him the best smile you could manage. "I miss you too," you whispered.

Chris's gaze softened, a rueful smile pulling at one corner of his mouth. "Hey, no. No tears for me, okay? Three more weeks," he said gently, holding up three fingers as he spoke. "And then I'm home. To stay," he added.

Before you could answer him, you noticed Ricky pop into view of the camera from behind Chris; he leaned in with a smile on his face. "We'll take good care of him for you until then, we promise," he teased you, one eye closing in a wink.

"No we won't!" you heard Vinny call out from the background. The edges of your mouth twitched up into a flicker of a smile as you watched Ricky throw a quick glance over his shoulder, shaking his head at his bandmate, before turning back around to face the camera.

"Yes, we will. Don't listen to him. You'll get to see Chris again before you know it. In the meantime, trust us to know what we're doing?" he told you. You nodded, quickly blinking back the tears that had started to form in the corners of your eyes.

Ricky winked at you again, before disappearing from view of the camera. You trusted his bandmates more than they'd ever know; they had all been really sweet to you and so supportive of you and Chris when the news had broken of the two of you dating.

More than that, they had made you feel included, like you were part of their little tight-knit family. Vinny had taken an instant liking to you, the two of you constantly adding fuel to each other's antics, something the other guys in the band weren't always too keen on. But you knew that at the end of the day, if you had their backs, they'd always have yours...

"Hey. What are we thinking so hard about over there?"

Chris's voice broke through your thoughts, and you started a little, giving him a nervous smile. "No, I was just thinking about what Ricky had said..." you mused aloud. Chris grinned, sneaking a quick look over his shoulder before facing the camera again.

"He's right, you know. As much shit as we all give each other, we take care of our own. And hey," he said, offering you a conspiratorial smile, "maybe I can arrange for us to be home a week earlier than planned, we'll see."

You bit back a smile, nodding. "So... see you in two weeks then?" you asked. Chris grinned, shrugging. "If these guys don't mind, then yeah. See you in two weeks, Y/N. Hey, baby, I gotta go. We have rehearsal and then sound check in a few, so... talk to you soon?" he said.

You nodded again, blowing him a kiss through the camera. "You'd better. I love you, Chris, so much..." you told him. He blew you a kiss too, giving you that smile of his that had made you fall so hard for him in the first place.

"I will, I promise. I love you too, Y/N. See you when I get home," he answered. With that, the two of you hung up on the Skype call, but not before you could hear one of Chris's bandmates make some comment about how the two of you were "sappy as shit".

As you sat there with your laptop, a smile slowly made its way onto your face. He might be more than a thousand miles away right now, but you knew without a doubt that Chris was missing you just as much as you were missing him, and he'd be home before you knew it, just as he had always done...

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[wartornrequiem]

posting the miw content i want to see (32/∞)

“am i spooky? are you scared? you should be” [x]

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「 This drawing represents the time I'm living now of nostalgia and memories, when two years ago my wife and I were obsessed with MIW, it was a super creative, dark (in a good way) and so cool time. I felt super comfortable in it, and yes, it's back, after such a long time, and that makes me so inspired and happy!🖤

⠀The first result of all this, as you can see, has been this drawing, which looks like one I did quite some time ago in that first phase I was talking about, and now I feel as if I've done another version after those two years, noticing my progress and feeling so so so proud and happy!✨

⠀I hope you also like it as much as I do🌙🌌」

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– Aʀᴛ ʙʏ @glitter-n-blood-x

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