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softwaring · 1 year
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nyctovoid · 5 months
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Hey guess what
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eachothersmoon · 1 year
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SURRENDER x TEAR x ETERNALLY
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poetrybyonur · 2 years
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I want to be with you only if you’ll have me forever. I cannot bear the thought of having what we have together taken away.
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For any of y'all who are waiting for my Mötley Crüe afterlife AU fic to come out, here's a small one shot I made while you guys wait for me to finally finish the actual first chapter of the fic. Sorry it's kinda bad😅 (Poly! crüe warning!!)
It starts because he lets Tommy get away with it. He feels how his back cracks on contact with the hay and groans at the dull thud that starts to centre his spine. He's lived with worse back pain, but he feels that after years of suffering from the mind crushing agony that was AS that he didn't really need any more back ache in the afterlife too.
“What the hell was that for?!”
He hears Tommy laugh in the distance from the safety of the ground where he had just tossed Mick onto the hayloft instead of just getting the ladder from outside the barn. Mick stands up coughing as he brushes bits of debris off himself, mindlessly cursing Tommy.
Mick soon realises why Tommy was laughing, as he had landed in the hay in such a way that most of the stray pieces that fell out of the stack had somehow landed in his hair, making him look like a semi goth scarecrow. Mick shakes the hay out of his tresses and growls.
“Couldn't you have just gotten the ladder!?”
Tommy's enjoyment seems to increase with Mick's irritation as he just laughs harder at Mick's angry expression. Or at least that's what Mick thought he was laughing at before he rubbed at his most likely dirt covered face to discover that hay had somehow found its  way stuck to his face. He wipes it off quickly.
Tommy keeps giggling as he explains his very logical reasons for throwing Mick about two feet in the air to the top floor of their barn.
“No could do dude, ladder was way to fucking far and you where right here.”
Yes, a perfectly logical explanation for throwing him like he weighed three pounds.
Mick grabs a fistful of hay from the stack and throws it into Tommy's unsuspecting laughing mouth, causing him to choke and spit up grassy bits of flem.
Mick doesn't dwell on the interaction for too long,(which was his first mistake),Tommy doing something dumb and reckless at the expense of someone else wasn't exactly front page news, so he doesn't bother wasting his breath on any further complaints and they continue their Sunday morning chores. This was the day they considered Sunday anyway, time was kinda..wonky here
They feed the cows and calves in no time at all and head back inside the house, the events in the barn completely forgotten if not for the six inch thread of hay that Nikki pulls out of his hair with a confused expression when Nikki's passing them on his way to the greenhouse.
“You lose a fight with a haystack old man?”
Mick looks at the strand of hay pinched between Nikki's thumb and forefinger and comically blows it out of his grasp.
“You should have seen the other guy.”
They laugh and for once it's not an awkward or uncomfortable laugh shared between them.
He should have said something. But what was there to say.
It starts because he doesn't reprimand Vince. It's evening by then and they've all come inside for the day, hats tossed aside on top of every surface that wasn't a hatrack and flannel shirts tossed aside on the decrypted hardwood floor to be picked up tomorrow when shirts were necessary for the outside again.
Their all in the living room watching twilight zone on VHS, their small staticy box TV glitching every so often but they'd all been here for long enough for it not to bother them anymore, still didn't stop them all of from annoying him every day to fix it (okay maybe they weren't all used to it). Or should he say he and Vince are watching it as the terror twins have long since fallen asleep, leaning against each other, Nikki snoring and Tommy drooling onto Nikki's hair.
Mick stands up from his rocking chair, setting the thick quilt blanket that laid on his lap aside on the arm of the long couch the other guys where sitting on, he walks behind the couch,not wanting to disturb the guys in his quest for a glass of some of that cordial that they'd made recently, it was such a good batch that it was almost finished so he wanted to maybe have the last glass himself if none of the other guys wanted it.
He walks through the small foyer and then into their kitchen, and as soon as he opens the fridge he hears a voice from the living room.
“Can you bring me a glass of that too?”
Typical.
Mick pours the last bit of the drink out into his glass and chucks the pitcher inside the sink. He chucks it too hard apparently as the pitcher breaks in the sink with a very audible crack.
“Shit-”
And suddenly Vince is in the kitchen with him. 
“You break the pitcher?”
He doesn't sound angry.
“Uh-, yeah, I'm uh sorry, I wasn't careful and i-”
Mick continues to try and ramble and doesn't move away from the sink, fidgeting and back turned to Vince.
“Lemme see”
Mick nervously rolls his eyes as he tries to play his anxiety off as annoyens.
“It's a broken pitcher Vince, that's what it looks like”
“Not the pitcher, your hand!”
“ …I’m okay
“I need to know you didn't hurt yourself”
“I didn't”
“Then let me see”
“No”
Mick doesn't know why he was so adamant on staying put, maybe it was built-in survival instinct, like if he didn't see the damage he wouldn't get into trouble, not that he would have even if Vince did see it he just…he doesn't know, all he does know is that his instincts are telling him to stay and so he does, and doesn't move a muscle. 
He knew he got these instincts from their earlier days, when things had been a little more..hostile between everyone, but they hadn't treated each other like that for years so…why did it even matter. 
 He doesn't expect to be forcefully lifted from the armpits up in the air and moved away from the sink physically. He's so shocked that he forgets to be outraged about it, and instead stands dumbfounded and frozen at the sudden out of character action.
“I said let me see..” Vince sounds serious.
Mick doesn't resist when Vince grasps his palms then, gently as ever and checks for any glass shards. Vince doesn't have his prescription glasses here in the purgatory so Mick can see how he strains his eyes to look for any possible injuries.
When he's satisfied that there's none, he leaves Mick like that, probably knowing that if he snapped Mick out of it, chances were he could get maimed for this. So he leaves Mick there frozen in time.
And proceeds to take Mick's glass of cordial as he leaves.
It starts because desperate times call for desperate measures. Him and Nikki had been outside the barrier for a bit too long. It was starting to get dark out and when it got dark, the world around them got dangerous. Demons hid in high places in the forest and that's how he ended up on Nikki's shoulders, adrenaline pumping through the both of them at the same pace like they were one person.
He tells Nikki the coast is clear and then Nikki walks a few metres closer to the barriers, Mick checks and Nikki walks, repeating the cycle.
When the anticipation becomes too much for them, Nikki starts to run, unchecked and blind, in a hurry to get home, to just get home safely, to please get home safely. Nothing happens. They make it back safely and a sigh of relief leaves both their lips, it's only when they're in the safety of their barrier do they realise the situation they're in.
Mick on top of Nikki, Nikki's hands on Mick's thighs as a means of supporting his weight, Mick's hands resting on top of Nikki's hands on his thighs.
Mick feels Nikki's face grow hot under him and suddenly he's thrown on the floor again, quite forcefully actually and Nikki looks apologetic before his face morphs into one of practised indifference as he leaves Mick in the dirt.
It's kind of hard to buy that Nikki's really pissed though when his face is as red as the cherry cordial they made.
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straycalamities · 3 days
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chase. Get entre back to where he belongs
don't worry he is locked up again 👍
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craycraybluejay · 10 months
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Omg ur so funny can I make out with your penis !!1!11!+1!!!!!!
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bloppydraw · 1 year
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Eternally 🌸
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soobinthedolphin · 8 months
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Eternally | The Dream Chapter: Eternity
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euesworld · 1 year
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"All I ever wanted was to be happy, all I ever wanted was you to be with me.. by my side, in life, eternally. If you knew the things I think, you just might see.. how much I love you cause you are the girl of my dreams."
I don't expect much from life, but one thing I know.. I want you - eUë
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transjarlaxle · 1 month
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kainegale btw
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porschethemermaid · 11 months
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What's a TXT song without depression and a fuck lot of energy to make it sound like the happiest song out there? 😀😀😀😀
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euphorictruths · 2 years
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The Aquisition Of The Sun, Both And One- Vanessa Lemen
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meloncolliie · 2 years
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🌌 eternally 🌌
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magdalene-spirit · 1 year
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elvispresleywife · 1 year
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After that beautiful compliment I received from @faithxoverfearxo I am now in a posting mood, and I have to say this...
Does anyone else have a thing for Elvis driving? I know it's weird but like come on... The way his hands trail over that damn steering wheel, and the way he always looks so at ease and completely calm, but also concentrated yet at the same time not caring at all about what's going on? Like OH MY Apparently he was an amazing driver (Obviously, and also makes sense.) but he was terrible at reading road signs which is just too cute😂 I just love him with all my heart, like it's not healthy but do I care? Not one bit. Here let me show you a some photos of him driving to see if you get me.
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Like I actual wish I could explain it, I just can't!! There's something about it, that's so...sexy. Now I'm not just about the looks, or anything I love his personality but this post is strictly about his beautiful driving.
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I'm so sorry but I couldn't hold it in any longer, like HE'S TOO SEXY I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART, HIS PERSONALITY, LOOKS EVERYTHING!! He's my perfect man, he's the only one for me!!
Love you forever baby, with all my heart now and forever!! 💗💗
Xx
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