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Niko:Oh,so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges,it's 'intelligent' and 'really cool'.

Niko:But when I do it,I’m 'petty' and 'need to let it go'.

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Joel:Why are your tongues purple?

Joonas:We had slushes.

Joonas:I had a red one.

Niko:And I had a blue one.

Joel:OH.

Joel:

Joel:OH.

Olli:You drank each other's slushies?

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Joel:Our hearts say yes...

Joonas:...But Santeri says no.

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To ask Olli to lick my fingers before I start touching myself is one of my top 5 recurrent fantasies.

HELP, I don’t think I’ve ever desired a man more in my life.

now this. this is a Thought

#hmmm #excellent thought

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* quickly places this idea for a request in your ask box and runs away in introvert *

Joel and the reader moved in together only weeks before tour, and with Joel away, the reader has to do most of the work to make their new flat a home. Although the reader has all the help from their friends and Joel's family, Joel can't help it but feel guilty about it. The reader doesn't mind the extra work much. She fully supports Joel living his dream, but to shut him up, she decides to leave some work unfinished. So, when Joel is back from tour and well rested, they can both finish the last bits together, like painting the walls of the living room and/or building up the last pieces of furniture or they go shopping for decoration together.

i was taken to home decor shops while in finland and it gave me inspiration to write a small fic about this!! hope you enjoy 🩷

also on ao3

You would’ve spared Joel such torture, but he had been insistent about visiting home décor shops with you and you didn’t have it in your heart to tell him he didn’t have to come along.

There’s a spot of paint on his cheek. You didn’t notice before and obviously neither did he. Painting the walls of his personal studio in your new house took all day, and Joel had been sweating in his short sleeves, but he looked luminous when it was done, eyes sparkling with satisfaction and excitement. You grabbed his arm in yours, cuddling to his chest.

“Good job.”

“No, it’s you who did a good job,” he told you, his voice reverberating through his ribcage, “I’m sorry you had to do all of this,” (meaning the rest of the house), “alone. That I wasn’t there.”

You had gone through this time and time again. Joel knew you didn’t do any of it alone, your friends and families helped you, and you would never keep him from touring, but he had a hard time shaking the guilt, no matter how much you reassured him. Now you’re at a Pentik, asking Joel whether he likes the green or the blue dinnerware set more, and he’s so utterly confused it’s adorable, even more so with the spot of paint on his cheek, holding both his own jacket and yours because it’s so warm in the store compared to outside.

“Didn’t we get plates from Marimekko already?” he asks quietly, as if not sure he’s saying something stupid. You can’t help but snort fondly, taking the chance to reach your free hand to his cheek to brush the spot away, but in reality all you want to do is hold his face. It’s been so fucking long since you could feel his skin every day, and he’s been back for a couple of days already, but you feel like you can never make up for all that time apart.  

“We’re gonna need more than one set,” you explain, putting the green one back. You’ve always thought Joel looks extremely good in blue. “We can go home if you’re feeling tired; we don’t really need this stuff urgently. Also you don’t have to come with me next time. It must be boring for you.”     

Joel knits his brows together. “It’s not. It’s for our home. It’s just that I don’t understand shit.”

You laugh. “So you don’t think that vase would look amazing on our coffee table by the couch?”

Joel follows your finger and grabs the vase, studying it for a minute. “I… guess so?”

“It matches our curtains.”

A lightbulb switches on in his head. “Ah. Right. Same color.”

“Put it in the cart. Let’s go somewhere that might be a little more interesting for you.”  

After you pay and head outside, you hope Joel didn’t assume you meant a music store or an Alko, because your plans are rather different. You take him to a furniture store, and he’s trying his best to hide his tiredness, but his curiosity visibly increases when you guide him directly to the mirror aisle.

“You know something urgent we need? A mirror.”

“Do we?”

“Yes. One by the bed.”

Joel looks at you with wide eyes. He turns red.

“Oh.”

You interlace your arm in his and get going. When he sees the way you both look in the reflection of a large mirror, suddenly he’s not as shy anymore. (You end up buying the mirror he chooses.)

#this is so damn cute #I loved the last part a bit too much #😳🥰😭

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After that photo of Joel on the plane I can't stop thinking about being next to him on a long flight, leaning onto each other and cuddling for comfort and trying to help him get some sleep 🥺

please this is the soft stuff im weak for 😭😭😭

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Joonas:What are we doing?

Joel:Wasting our lives.

Joonas:I meant for lunch.

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Joonas:Hey,Joel,are you free on Friday?Like around eight?

Joel:Yeah.

Joonas:And you,Aleksi?

Aleksi:Umm...yes?

Joonas:Great!Because I'm not.You two go out without me.Enjoy your date!

Joel:

Aleksi:

Aleksi:Did he just-

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Samy posting that video from the rehearsal space and it looks like he's alone in there, so it got me thinking about dropping him off there since he has band practice and helping him carry stuff inside. When we notice no one else has arrived yet I would stay to keep him company while he waits. While he sits down on something I would go stand between his legs, us now face to face cause he's so high up his legs aren't even reaching the ground. "Wanna pass some time by making out?" I'd ask, while wrapping my arms behind his neck, playing with the loose curls that have escaped his bun. Him sighing out a "please" and I wouldn't waste time locking our lips together. When the others finally arrive and I'm leaving, I look over my shoulder one last time to see Samy with flushed cheeks and tousled hair, winking at him when I notice his pants are a bit tighter around his crotch than before.

HELLOOO THIS IS HOT 😳😳🔥🔥🔥

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Joel:Things I want,snuggles.

Joel:Things I receive,struggles.

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nikovilhelm insta story

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Lately, I've been dreaming of all the tattoos I will never get and I came up with this:

Getting a chest tattoo while Joel is on tour and sending him daily teasers. Once he sees it in real life, he finds it super hot and can't keep his eyes (or hands) off of you.

During the passionate welcome-back-sex, he keeps staring down at it, moaning at how hot you look under him. When he's close, you whisper in his ear: "Come on my chest." He pulls out and with a last loud groan, he shoots his load all over your new chest piece.

THIS IS THE HOTTEST THING IVE READ IN A WHILE HELLO 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

#hellooo #🥵🥵🥵 #this is so hot

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All I wanna do tonight is to rest on Joels chest while he tells me all about tour and we cuddle until we fall asleep.

soft 🥺🥺🩷🩷

#🥺🥺🥺

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Real bros help each other out (x)

#the boy is not allowed to do anything on his own

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Maybe something cute, short and fluffy about Jani 👉👈🩷

I hope this is cute and fluffy enough 💜

Anything for you! ❤️‍🩹

Jani Tillman x Reader

It was past 3 am, and you meant to go to bed an hour ago, but you didn’t want to leave the comfort of Janis' arms. You lie spread out over three seats, his warm body behind yours, one of his arms tightly wrapped around your waist.

Dune played on TV, again, for the 10th time or so. (Niko was obsessed with the movie and you all had to suffer from it.) But you didn’t mind rewatching the same movie, you were focused on something else anyway.

Janis' face was buried into your neck, his hair tickling your sensitive skin, his legs were tangled with yours. And the rhythm of his chest rising and falling against your back calmed you down enough to forget about the hectic of touring for a bit.

"Should we go to our bunks?, you heard him whisper over the sound of the movie.

"No, I wanna stay like this a little longer.", you replied cuddling closer into him to underline your statement.

You both were already half asleep when Mikko appeared a few minutes later, covering both of you with a fluffy blanket.

"Good night, you lovebirds!"

#rock band from hell #rbfh #rock band from hell rpf #jani tillman #jani tillman x reader #mikko nykänen

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What does RBFH get up to backstage?

#ahhh quality content of my boys #😌😌😌 #✨ flexing ✨