#❄️ cloud-attlas ❄️

[cryoniide]

im sorry but imagine iso has sex with you while listening to music and he subconsciously matches his thrusts (intensity and speed wise) with the beat and a fucking hardcore rock song comes on. good luck my dudes.

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!! NEW SERIES ALERT !!

ok ik i aint been active for a while buttt i just aint been feeling like writing ive been too busy w work and shit. BUT BUT BUT J WAS LIKE HORNY AS FUCK AND I WAS THINKING "hm maybe i should like make a series about a nerdy gamer trans guy makjng money from having sex w classmates but also like he has a crush on their class rep and then a new guy shows up and he also likes him?" but basically all three of em like each orher and its gonna be like a throuple type situation BUT IDK IF I SHOULD MAKE IT UGHHH

also i havent looked through my reqs since my last post so im sorey if i missed any and ill start working on them i promise MWAH

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❄️ the survivors of the avalanche ❄️

• too late… (yoru x male reader)

• i’m here now (gregory house x male reader)

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❄️ how to traverse the maze of ice ❄️

i do only write in lowercase. why? cause it looks ❄️ aesthetic ❄️

want to request? just follow my rules, dear

❄️ do’s

angst

comfort

smut (for 18+ characters)

mlm

nblm

fluff

❄️ dont’s

wlw

wlm

nblw

smut (for minor characters)

❄️ fandoms i write for

genshin impact

overwatch 2

valorant

call of duty

jujutsu kaisen

marvel cinematic universe

original characters (or none at all, i can leave it to the imagination)

though, if you want i can try and do something other than these :)

❄️ other info

this is a STRICTLY mlm/nblm blog. i will not take any requests regarding female/fem aligned characters or readers, i apologize. although i can’t stop what people do, i prefer if fem aligned people dont interact with my blog at all. if you request, please be as specific as possible what you want unless you want me to make up as i go. i enjoy writing, it’s a hobby of mine but sometimes i take long breaks due to my mental health, please be patient with me.

❄️ enjoy your time here, my dears ❄️

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❄️ the ruler of the ice kingdom ❄️

welcome all to my page

call me cryo or atlas, i dont feel comfy addressing my age but im an adult

i’m transmasc, but use any pronouns

i do write smut, yes so req away

i love to play video games, currently obsessed with valorant and warframe lmao (wisp has a lovely ass)

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❄️ N A V I G A T I O N ❄️

❄️ the ruler of the ice kingdom ❄️

❄️ how to traverse the maze of ice ❄️

❄️ the survivors of the avalanche ❄️

[cryoniide]

could you do a house x male reader where reader is also struggling through a drug addiction to the point they overdose, and house wonders why they arent responding gets mad at them but then finds out reader is in the hospital due to the OD? angsty comfort? sorry im struggling at the moment and this sounds nice, i understand if its a bit too serious to write about tho

of course i can, i tried my best sorry if it isn’t exactly what you want, i can redo it if needed ^^

i’m here now

gregory house x male reader

it was monday, a universal day that was hated by everyone. why? no one really knows. but, today was a very bad day for y/n l/n. he was an employee at princeton-plainsboro teaching hospital. he was under the finest doctor there, dr. gregory house. now, no one knew why the boy wanted to work with the drug addicted sadist. no one but him. his reasoning? because him and dr. house have one thing in common. drug addiction.

for y/n, it started when he was in high school. he had a shitty childhood which continued into his teen years. only when he found drugs had he found peace. but, as the years progressed, so did his addiction. it’s gotten to the point where he doesn’t even remember a time he was sober, besides the weeks leading up to his every-6-month checkups, which were the closest thing to hell on earth.

but, why was it a shitty day for y/n? well, he had given the wrong diagnosis, and got called an idiot for almost killing a patient. he missed breakfast. got his lunch stolen by his boss. but, the worst thing of all was that there was a new patient. someone from his past. someone he never, ever, wanted to see again. his mother. when he saw her, he turned around.

‘fuck this shit.’

after that, no one saw him the whole day. it was only a few hours after y/n left when house started to get angry.

“how dare that brat leave right after we get assigned a case!” he complained to wilson, who rolled his eyes in response, “have you tried, i dont know, asking him?” wilson replied, not bothering to look up from the folder in his hand.

the whole day, house toyed with the patient to release his frustrations. to be homest, he was starting to get less angry and more worried. he made an excuse saying that y/n is the sharpest one on the team and that the rest of them can’t function without him. when, in reality, house was the one that couldn’t function. wilson was the only one who knew why house was actually worried. why? well, the two sort of have a..romantic relationship.

he tried reaching him. call after call after call, but it all went straight to voicemail. after treating the patient, house found out it was y/n’s mom. he was about to go to his lovers home, when he got a page.

‘room 202, now.’

it was from lisa. he rushed down to the room, seeing the unconscious body of his lover. he rushed to his side grabbing y/n’s hand and looking up at the cuddy. “he overdosed…on oxycodone.”

‘fuck.’ house thought.

how could he had let this slip past him? how could he have not noticed that you were suffering all this time? he wanted to beat himself up over this, but he knew you wouldn’t want that. so he waited, sitting in the chair and watching your vitals all night. he didn’t want to risk losing someone so close to him. not again.

you woke up the next day, your head pounding and your feelings all over the place. you were glad to be alive but, god you wish you weren’t. “y/n?” you turned to the voice, seeing greg sitting next to you. he looked miserable, the bags under his eyes darker than they were before. “are you okay? why didn’t you tell me?” you didn’t say anything. to be honest, you wish you could’ve told him. that you were suffering. that you wanted help. needed help. but, it wasn’t easy to admit you were an addict.

“i know it’s hard, but please, talk to me.” you looked in his eyes. he was worried. genuinely worried. right there, tears escaped your eyes, streaming down your face. he got up, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace. “it’s okay, y/n. i’m here, now. you’re safe, i promise.”

a/n; I HOPE THIS IS OKAY. i tried my best. again, loveeee writing angst, decided to throw in a sad lil backstory hope you dont mind and i hope you enjoyed. on a serious note, if any of you are struggling with addiction, please don’t be afraid to talk to someone and get help, even if its with a friend at first. i have a family member who’s an alcoholic, and i know it isnt the same as drugs but it hurts me to see that person going down this path. i worry that one day they aren’t gonna be here anymore and i really dont want that to be soon. so please, talk to someone, anyone, and don’t be afraid to ask for help <33 you are loved and cared for i promise

[cryoniide]

went 31-12 then proceeded to be ass the rest of the night(day) {its 11am rn i JUST got off} smh. heres the proof:

aaaughhhh why am i so inconsistent smh maybe i should download aim or wall hacks (joke)