#He used to get all up in arms abt me smoking weed until he realized that him and my grandma were the only ones in the family that didnt

[5ika]

In the midst of my grieving, I just fucking realized that one of the last conversations I had with my grandpa was him telling me about the time he smoked with my aunt, and this 77 year old man who had smoked like 2 packs of cigarettes a day for most of his life but had never touched pot, took a fat drag like he would off a cig and wound up getting so fucking zooted out of his mind that my aunt and grandma had to put his ass to bed.

This was immediately preceded by us going through his art stuff so he could give me a bunch of it and coming across a drawing he did of a hunter grabbing a deer by the balls with some silly old timer pun written above it. I love this man so much, his memory is a blessing and I have inherited his cursed sense of humor.

[ievatheromantic]

Summary - y/n x Liam (its js a random name btw) they fantasize abt having sex for a long time and this is when they finally get to do it, js straight smut, one shot, TW sexual content, choking, oral (18+)

As soon as I knocked on the door, it swung open and he stood there, shirtless, grinning at me. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I’d fantasized about this so many times, it was honestly insane that it was actually about to happen. He grabbed my waist and pulled me in, shutting the door behind me.

All I could feel were his hands pulling me as close to him as possible; he really did need this as desperately as I did. I dropped my bag and kicked my shoes off as fast as I could before he pressed his lips into mine, pushing his tongue into my mouth, slamming me against the wall behind me. I could tell he was holding back, trying to be gentle for our first time; but the overwhelming desire to finally be able to have each other was wiping any other thoughts either of us may have had.

Suddenly, all the plans to sit down and watch a movie or smoke some weed to loosen up together were gone. All we wanted to do was squeeze the air out from between us until all we could feel were each other's bodies. I put my arms around his neck, pulling him down closer to me. I quickly jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I could feel his hands moving down from my waist to my thighs to support me.

I was so preoccupied with how good he tasted that I barely noticed him lifting me off the wall and moving to the couch only a few feet away. He sat down with me on his lap and I started grinding down on him. His hands squeezed my ass and I could feel the bulge in his pants growing bigger, it just turned me on even more.

I got off of him and kneeled down on the floor between his legs. I pulled his dick out of his sweatpants. It was actually bigger than it looked on facetime, easily 7 inches. Looking up at him, I saw how breathless he was, he needed this, he needed me.

Holding eye contact with him, I leaned forward and started sucking on the tip, swirling my tongue over it and tasting the precum which was somehow already oozing out of the top. His face immediately contorted with pleasure from finally getting a bit of relief from the craving that hadn’t left him alone ever since the first time we talked about hooking up.

I started to suck on more of it and he moved his hand to the top of my head, his fingers intertwining with my hair. He slowly pushed my head down until the whole dick was either in my mouth or my throat and my wet lips met with his torso. He made my head bob up and down on his dick, getting closer and closer to his first climax of today.

I watched as a quiet “fuck” escaped his lips and I had to swallow the cum shooting into my mouth. The neediness in my pussy was starting to drip down my thighs but I couldn’t stop looking at the awed expression on his face. He looked down at me, still sitting on the floor, grinning, and we waited for the other to say something.

“C’mere, baby”

It was the first thing he really said to me this whole time. I loved hearing his voice, especially now, like this, it was just so hot.

He took my hand in his and pulled me onto the couch next to him. We were both tired but it wasn’t comparable to how desperate we were to keep going, further. I took my shirt off, leaned back, and pulled him down on top of me.

We were finally skin to skin. We kept making out, one of his hands moving between playing with my tit and choking me until I couldn’t wait any longer. I pushed him off and started pulling off my pants, he did the same as soon as he realized what I was doing. We knew very well what was coming next and we were both hungry for it.

He took his dick in his hands and started moving the tip over my pussy, teasing me with it.

“Jesus christ, you’re so fucking wet for me, y/n.”

“Liam, just fuck me already”

I gasped as he slowly pushed it all the way into my tight pussy, locking eyes with me.

“You ok, baby?”

“Uh huh, just keep going.”

He started to speed up his thrusts until he was slamming his dick into me so hard, my eyes were rolling back into my head. I screamed his name as the pain turned into pure pleasure. He took his hand off my tits and moved it to rub tiny circles around my clit, making me moan even louder.

With every thrust he hit that spot inside me, making my legs shake violently. I felt that familiar heat start to form in my stomach. He pounded me, intent on satisfying every sexual need in me, no matter what.

Soon, I had mascara running down my face, my eyes shut as I got closer and closer to cumming. He noticed how close I was.

“That’s it, baby, cum on my dick, I wanna feel you.”

Suddenly, the invisible wall was broken and I felt one of the most intense orgasms of my life wash over my whole body. He groaned and I felt his cum fill me up. He kept fucking me, but gentler, helping us both ride out the feeling.

We laid down on top of eachother, our legs intertwined. Breathless, tired, and beyond happy, we gently kissed and looked at eachother, smiling.

“I love you so much, y/n”

“I love you too, Liam.”

We fell asleep cuddling each other, completely connected.

[youare-mysonshine]

ocean eyes || justin foley

Summary: A cute, relaxing evening with you and Justin.

Requested: Yes

Can I request something super fluffy with Justin from 13rw? After that finale I’m still SAD so I don’t wanna think abt it at all lmaooo, it could maybe b like before the tapes? Jus something super fluffy n cutesy.

Pairing: Justin Foley x Reader

Warnings: cussing, underage drinking and drug use, mentions of abuse, pre-season 1, pre-tapes.

Word Count: 2.9k

A/N: Hey guys, I do be back! Shocking, I know lmao i’m just as surprised. So I stopped writing for a while because I just kinda lost motivation. I lost motivation for writing for Oscar and OMB. But expanding my blog has been something that I’ve been wanting to do for a while now, I’ve just been a bit nervous. However, I said fuck it and have decided to write for other fandoms. With t h a t ending for 13 reasons why, I figured we could all use some Justin fluff. Baby boy deserved better. Anyways, this is my first time writing for somebody other than Oscar in a while and my first time writing in a while in general, i’m definitely rusty and lowkey nervous to be posting lmao I hope you guys enjoy this and I hope that this isn’t shitty. And if any of you wanna be tagged in any future work of mine, not just Oscar and OMB, let me know!

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“Jesus Justy, you’re such a lightweight, aren’t you? Do I have to take care of your dumb ass all night?” You looked over at your boyfriend of a few months, cheeks pink, mouth pulled back into an amused grin.

“Shut the fuck up. I am not a lightweight. Besides, look who’s talking. Remember Bryce’s party a few weeks ago? We hadn’t even been there for like 2 hours and your pretty little ass was passed out on the couch.”

You and Justin walked up the narrow stairs that led into the attic, hand in hand. It had been his idea to buy some beer, to smoke some weed and you had been on board with the plan. You had snuck Justin into your room and the both of you had spent the better part of the afternoon drinking the nasty beer, beer provided by Bryce Walker, having chugging competitions to see who could drink the most and fastest. Now, you and the handsome high school athlete found yourselves making your way up to the attic that led to the roof.

“Oh shut up! I was not drunk! That was you.” You laughed, your bright eyes glimmering like two twinkling stars in the night sky. The two of you had worked your way into the attic, shimmied through the window and found yourselves on the roof of your house. You had chosen a comfortable, as comfortable as it could be for the roof, spot and took a seat, patting the spot beside you for Justin to sit down. The chocolate haired teenager did as instructed and sat beside you, your arms touching. He’d since abandoned his fashionable blue and white letterman jacket, the garment laying stagnant on your bed.

A warm evening consumed Evergreen County. The sky was full of vibrant colors such as orange, red and yellow which were slowly being rotted away into a sea of black. You could see the moon just barely beginning to peak out in the sky. It was beginning to look like a beautiful night. Warm and crisp and breezy. Quite frankly, you were a little tipsy. You and Justin. You weren’t stumbling or anything, but it was enough to leave you feeling free and good. You felt good.

Justin held the joint up to his lips and fished a lighter out from his pocket. He hovered the flame by the tip until it began to smolder nicely. He inhaled deeply, held it for a few seconds and then removed the joint from his move. Blue eyes as bright as the ocean on a sunny day watched the plumes of white smoke dissipate into thin air, dancing like ink in water until they simply vanished. He handed the joint over to you and then laid back against the roof, staring up at the sky.

“Mhm. Whatever helps you sleep better at night, babe.” Justin smoke, a peaceful smile on his face. The truth was; this was the most peaceful that he’d felt in quite a few days. Being away from home, being away from that toxic environment that sucked the life and energy out of him. He turned his head to look at you; you had followed his lead and laid down beside him, bringing the joint up to your lips. You wrapped your lips around the end of it and inhaled, your eyes closing for a brief few seconds. You’re beautiful, he thought to himself. The familiar stench of weed had invaded his nostrils, as well as yours.

“My parents would fuckin’ kill me if they saw me up here.” You said, laughing a bit breathlessly. You parents were oblivious, in the living room or kitchen, completely unaware that Justin had been in your room the entire afternoon. Completely unaware that you were now on the roof smoking weed with your boyfriend. Though, you supposed that it worked out better for you, because you could feel yourself relaxing even further, ending a good day on an even higher note, no pun intended.

“I get the feeling neither of them would like me if they saw us up here. They’d probably say I was a bad influence on you. And it’s probably true.” He chuckled, taking the joint between his fingers and bringing it up to his lips again. “I’m corrupting you, baby.” He said, cheekily. He looked over at you with that big and bright smile on his face and you were reminded of why you fell for him in the first place; you and Justin went to the same school. Liberty High School. You weren’t necessarily popular but you weren’t a loner either. You had just moved there a few months, shortly before going out with Justin. and you had immediately caught his eye. He’d flirt with you, do things to try and get your attention. But you made him work for it. You wanted him to sweat a little bit, make him realize that you weren’t going to give in to his charms so easily.

But in the end, he won you over. You couldn’t say no to him. You couldn’t say no to that beautiful smile and those bright blue eyes. Now, here you were, months later. You were going out, happy as can be. But, you had soon learned that Justin’s life wasn’t all that he made it out to be. You remembered one evening where he called you, asked if he could go over to your house and spend the night. Usually, you’d say no. You knew that your parents would ground you for life if they found a boy in your room at night. But his voice, he sounded so sad, so broken — you couldn’t say no to him. However, the last thing that you expected to see was your boyfriend sporting a fresh, darkening purple bruise on his cheekbone that cascaded all the way up to his eye. Around his neck were reddening fingerprints, as if someone had strangled him.

You remembered the shock that you felt seeing him in such a state, and naturally, you had thought that you boyfriend had been in a fight. He had been in a fight. With his mom’s boyfriend. All you could do was sit on the bed, hold a pack of ice to his face and listen as he explained to you the horrors that he went through on a daily basis at the hands of his drug addicted mother and her boyfriend. He looked so different than how you knew him. His ocean eyes that were usually so vibrant and full of life, were downcast, gloomy. That was when you realized that there was more to Justin Foley than met the eye. From then on, you told him that whenever things were getting bad at home, he always had a place to stay with you. And it seemed like your relationships had also strengthened, like you two had gotten closer. All you wanted to do was ensure that he was safe, that no harm would come to him. Even if it meant physically stepping in and doing something. Though, you were sure that you would be no match for the coward known as Seth Massey. Still, you would do anything for Justin. Just as you knew he’d do anything for you.

You chuckled softly at his words. “Well then I guess you can be my dirty little secret.” You said to him, scooting so that you were snuggled closer to him. It was then that your smile melted away and was replaced with a look of concern. “How are things with you thought? At home, I mean. You haven’t spoken about it in a little while, and Bryce told me that you stayed with him for a few days last week. Is Seth back?” You were trying your hardest not to pry, the last thing you wanted to do was come off as clingy or noisy, but you couldn’t help it. You cared. Where Justin was laying on his back, the hem of his shirt had rose up slightly on his stomach, leaving a thick sliver of skin expose. Your fingers rested there, absently toying with the thing trail of hair below his belly button. That first inhale was gradually loosening your muscles. “We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.. I just worry. I mean.. is everything good? Or do I have to kick his ass for you?” You said, only half joking.

Justin smiled, wrapping his arm around you to pull you closer to him. “I would love to see that. I mean, I would pay to see that shit actually.” He chuckled, taking one more drag of the joint before handing it off to you. His fingers drew little random patterns and shaped on your silky skin, his smile dying down. “Yeah, um.. He’s back. I mean, honestly I just figured I’d stay out of his way rather than start anymore fuckin’ problems. The last thing I need is to get into another fuckin’ fight with that dick. So I just stayed with Bryce for a few days.” In all honesty, Seth actually kind of scared Justin. The man was unpredictable. Violent. He’d hurt Justin countless of times, called him so many names that he could probably write a book filled with them. There were times were the blue eyed teen didn’t even want to deal with Seth so he just escaped to Bryce’s pool house where he’d pretend like his home life wasn’t a big pule of shit. Still, he wrestled with his thoughts of guilt at leaving his mom alone with that scum bad. He wrestled with his thought of guilt because he knew that Seth would and could hurt his mother. But countless of times, Amber Foley welcomed Seth back no matter what he’d done to her or him. And countless of times, Justin was left disappointed by his own flesh and blood.

It was why he was determined to keep you out of that. You were probably one of the few good things in his life, besides Bryce and his friends. You were good. You were pure. And the last thing he wanted was to have you tainted by the shit show that was his life. Sometimes he felt like he didn’t deserve you at all. Like you deserved someone way better than him. Someone who could give you more than him. If he was being truthful, he never wanted you to find out about his home life. He wanted to keep that part of his life hidden and he wanted you to see what everybody at school saw; the popular jock with lots of friends and lots of girls pining after him. The guy with the seemingly perfect life. Yet, when you discovered that his mom was a drug addict with an extremely abusive boyfriend.. you stayed. You didn’t judge him. You didn’t leave him. You stayed. And Justin considered himself the luckiest person on the planet because he had you.

You frowned. “Justin, babe, why didn’t you tell me? You know that you don’t have to hide shit from me, right? I mean I’m glad you got outta there and stayed with Bryce for a few days but you can come to me too.”

“Hey, it’s fine. It’s whatever. I just I didn’t want to tell you anything and make you worried. I only stayed with Bryce because.. I don’t know, I just didn’t want to feel like I was bugging you or something. And I don’t want you to get in trouble with your folks because of me incase they found out that I stayed here.” He explained. “Don’t worry, okay? Everything is all good, I promise. I’m here with you. How could it not be?” He leaned over and kissed your forehead. His words and his kiss had eased your nerves, even if it was only temporarily. Right now, the two of you were together and everything was good. Neither of you had a care in the world; you were with each other and you were all that mattered.

“You know that you don’t deserve it, right? All that shit from Seth. No matter what he says or does to you.. it’s not your fault and you shouldn’t have to live like that.. I’m serious, Justin. I’m here, don’t forget that. I’m your girlfriend but I’m also your friend.” You said. To show that he’d heard you, Justin gave your arm a loving squeeze. For a few minutes, neither of you said nothing. The both of you just stared up at the darkening sky, passing the joint back and forth until nothing was left. Until your muscles were completely relaxed, until your eyes were half lidded, until the only thing on your mind was how good you felt.

“Do you ever think about leaving this place? Just packing your shit and going? I’ve thought about it. We could go anywhere we want. Away from Seth, from all the high school bullshit, away from everyone. It’d be nice.” You hummed, the air growing cooler as you spoke. “But it looks like we’re stuck here. For now, at least. Graduation seems like forever away.” You broke the silence, though your eyes never left the beautiful sky. Justin, however, turned to look at you. For a few seconds, he just stared at you and took you in — how good your perfume smelled and how it seemed to cling to him. How the fabric of your outfit contrasted beautifully against your skin. How relaxed you looked. You were utterly ethereal.

“I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m at home, listening to my mom and Seth fight. I think about just fucking leaving and never coming back. Forgetting this boring ass little town and just.. getting away from here.” He revealed. “Maybe one day, me and you, we can get outta here together. After graduation. Just pack our shit up and leave.” That was a good thought. Leaving Crestmont with you. Going anywhere in the world that they wanted. But you two were still young, and neither of you knew the giant shit storm that you were about to go through. Neither of you knew the horror that you’d endure. Neither of you knew if you’d even still be together by the time you go to graduation.. or if you even make it to graduation. Still, right now, everything seemed too good and too perfect. Like nothing could tear you down and ruin what you had going on.

You groaned, burying your face in Justin’s shoulder. “Graduation is so far away.” You whined playfully. “Who’s to say that you won’t get tired of me by then?”

“Eh, you’re right. You’re pretty fucking annoying.” Justin said, earning a smack to the chest by you. “I’m kidding!” He laughed. “I mean.. we don’t know what’s gonna happen but I like to think that you and I will still be together by the time we get to graduation. I mean.. I don’t know.. call me sappy or whatever.. I just really like you, Y/N.. And you know about me and my fucked up life and family and you haven’t run for the hills.. yet. I guess I’m pretty fucking lucky to have you and I don’t wanna screw any of this up.”

“Wow.. Justin Foley.. Have you been watching cheesy romance movies?” You teased your boyfriend. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, laughing softly. “Seriously though.. I really like you too and nothing you do or say is gonna scare me off. Seth isn’t gonna scare me off either. You’re right, we don’t know what’s gonna happen in the future but.. we just gotta take it day by day right.. Together?”

Instead of initially answering you verbally, Justin surged forward and captured your soft lips with his own. The kiss that you shared was slow, relaxed, a symptom of the weed that you two had just shared. But it was more loving than any other kiss you’d experienced before. You sighed in content, easing against him, but Justin reacted by gripping your thigh and moving it so that it was draped over his lap. You did the rest; without breaking the kiss, your mouths and tongues moving in a steady rhythm, you shifted from laying against the tiled roof and positioned yourself on top of him. Your thigh were sturdy on either side of his lips, your butt rested lightly upon his lap. Justin’s hands fell on your hips, holding you secure and steady against him, almost as if wanting to make sure that you wouldn’t disappear.

After a few long, precious moments, you finally pulled away an inch or two. Your face was close to his, your noses barely touching. “Together.” He finally answered.

“You’re stuck with me now, Foley. Sorry about it.” You giggled breathlessly, your eyes shining brightly. Justin never wanted to look away.

“Yeah? Well sorry to say it, but you’re stuck with me too, baby. You ain’t getting rid of me that easily.”

Justin knew his friends, Bryce and all the other jocks, would call him pussy whipped if they could see him now. Hell, they already did every time they saw you and Justin walking down the hallway holding hands or his arm around you.. Justin would soon learn that his biggest downfall would be caring too much of what his friends think.

But for now, he enjoyed the moment of being tangled up with you on the roof of your house with the moon illuminating you both. Nothing else mattered.

[juliivn-blog]

[ bill skarsgård, cismale, he/him, 29 ] BRAIN STEW by GREEN DAY? whenever i hear that song, it reminds me of JULIAN NILSSON. maybe because they’re SELF-RELIANT but also CAVALIER. they’ve been living at mulberry apartments since SEPTEMBER of 2018 in APARTMENT 203 and have 1 ROOMMATE. [ lainie, she/her, 21+, cst ]

hello bitches it me ( lainie ) back at it again !! this time bringing u the anti adrian and pls be wary bc there are a lot of sensitive topics down below ( tws for major drug use, drug addiction, death, grief, shitty parenting, neglect, abandonment?? kind of idk better safe than sorry ) also u can find a tl;dr at the bottom since it’s literally SO LONG

BACKGROUND

so bear with me bc his background info is kind of Long!! his mom and dad are from just outside of st louis, missouri. his mom came from a pretty wealthy family and she was just like tryna be ~rebellious in her young adult years by dating julian’s dad (who came from a super trashy family and had a Bad Boy Rep). when she was 19 and he was 22 she got pregnant ( with julian ) and her fam was like get rid of that baby or ur gone !! but they were “““madly in love””” and she was on her rebellious shit so they literally eloped to the city ( st louis ) and got an apartment together and had julian but never actually got married bc they were too cool ( read: irresponsible ) for that. ofc this ended up being rly miserable bc she was used to living the rich life and now her family had disowned her, and suddenly she was starting to realize this dude she had a kid with was kind of a deadbeat party boy with no interest in having a family, not to mention she started realizing like?? i don’t actually want a kid this is a lot of work?? so like julian’s childhood years were a lot of him having to learn to take care of himself and not having anyone to depend on most of the time. and that’s not to say they didn’t both care abt him on some level bc there were definitely times they paid attention to him and gave him a birthday party or two but for the most part he was on his own

his secret favorite memory is flying a kite with his dad when he was 4 but u would be more likely to win the lottery than get him talking abt that

fast forward 5 years and finally julian’s dad, now in his late 20s and getting antsy, peaces the fuck out to los angeles to live his best party boy life. baby julian is very upset bc even tho his dad doesnt pay a lot of attention to him he like idolizes him. julian’s mom is saltier than EVER about having to take care of a kid but she doesn’t wanna go to LA ( especially for this asshole she doesn’t even like anymore ) and her parents won’t have anything to do with her or her illegitimate child so the NEXT 5 years are a lot of moving around from shitty apartment to shitty apartment and job to job by themselves. his dad would now and then send weird postcards and letters and pictures and stuff from cali so he had like a vague idea of the fact that his dad was living his own life somewhere that looked super wild, and when he was 11 years old he sent a letter back asking if he could come live with him. his dad contacts his mom, there’s a bunch of fighting, but in the end julian did indeed get to go live with his dad in los angeles, mostly bc his mom just didn’t give a fuck anymore and was lowkey like…u know what fine take him i can have my life back

obviously his dad does not know how to be a dad !!! he kind of thought of julian as his little like…..sidekick like he just thought having this 11 year old kid around was hilarious. so julian went to LA and was living with his dad and his dad’s friends in a relatively nice apartment but like it’s always filled with people doing drugs and having sex and it’s just. not child friendly at all. so that’s how julian was introduced to weed at the ripe young age of 11!!! from there on out he was like a big time weed and cigarette smoker, was very early having sex and trying other drugs, and by the time he graduated high school he was already hardcore doing coke

so julian like kind of wanted to go to college bc some part of him did crave normalcy, but he was way too far up his own ass to get his shit together for that !! plus like….he didn’t rly have good role models. so his first year after high school instead of getting on a good path for his future he decided living his best life would include moving into an apartment with his cokehead best friend. it was around that time that julian met his first boyfriend. he was already totally aware he was bi, had slept with boys in high school, but this was the first time he rly fell in love with a guy. he was like……….head! over! heels! for this boy. julian met him at a club and he was like sort of soft and relatively innocent until they started dating and julian got him smoking weed and then snorting coke

this next part is very triggering so please read with caution !! when he was 23, julian tried heroin for the first time. for about 6 months it gradually got really bad, his life started spiraling, and his bf was like….becoming unable to deal with it, especially bc while julian was getting worse his bf was kind of trying to move in the opposite direction and get off the coke and get his life back together. there was a lot of fighting, but his bf kept not actually making the move to end things bc he loved julian and was just like hoping something would turn around. one night, however, in a moment of weakness, he let julian talk him into trying heroin with him. it was kind of an “i promise i’ll get clean if u try it with me this one time” thing. being in and out of consciousness and not really aware of what was going on, he didn’t notice that his bf was overdosing and he ended up dying simply bc the heroin was too much for his body and he stopped breathing. julian didn’t notice until the morning when he woke up, and obviously that was by far the most traumatic thing that’s ever happened to him and left some deep ass emotional scars

so following this, he actually did check himself into rehab. he was there for 3 months, got completely clean, but he only managed to stay that way for two weeks before he was first snorting heroin again and then back to shooting up and selling drugs

it was about 2 yrs later when he was 26 that he met his next bf while he was doing a deal at some seedy bar outside of town. they quickly fell into a completely unanticipated relationship–notably, julian’s first since his boyfriend’s death. in spite of that trauma and feeling guilty even as he did it, he started introducing this boyfriend to drugs. in his mind, it was kind of a thing where he fell in love really fast and really hard out of nowhere and he saw this sad little thing with no place to go and drugs are the only thing he’s ever known himself, so it was very natural to be like “here try this it helps” and also naively convincing himself he’d never let what happened before happen again

so 3 years later they’re living together and completely broke, living mostly off the money julian makes selling drugs and whatever else they can scrape up, when his bf decides he wants to do a road trip across the country. julian’s very impulsive, doesn’t really give a shit about anything in LA anyway, and to top it off has a hard time saying no to him. SO a road trip it is !! they make it all the way across the country before finally using up the last of their money and realizing they don’t have enough to get back

they stopped in north carolina for a while while julian saved up enough cash for them to at least get somewhere they liked better, which is how they wound up in baltimore !!

here their jeep completely broke down and julian sold it so that the money from that plus the money he made selling drugs they could put toward a deposit on an apartment

it’s in their heads to get back to la eventually, but baltimore is kind of their ~scene so julian’s in no hurry. he’s selling drugs again but they use a lot of what he’s supposed to sell so......they’re not going anywhere any time soon anyway ytseugukhej

PERSONALITY

so now that his lengthy as fuck background is over with………julian is an extremely EXTREMELY dry sarcastic person. the guilt over his bf has made him a hell of a lot worse, like his sense of humor is so so much darker than it was before that happened, but he’s honestly just a rly sarcastic person to begin with. he has some softness inside especially for people he rly cares abt, but you will not catch julian being sentimental or taking literally anything seriously unless you’ve managed to seriously worm your way into his heart

he’s not like a GRUMP tho at all he just….doesn’t take things seriously. he’s literally the embodiment of every bart simpson meme

“whatever my dude” is his aesthetic

he’s very careful about his drug dealing, he won’t go around talking about it or anything, he does it all under the radar as much as he can and especially having done it for so long now and having experienced a lot of traumatic crap, he’s pretty good at what he does and he won’t fuck with people he doesn’t trust

even when it’s warm it’s not totally unlikely to see him in long sleeves bc he has really bad track marks all over his arms from shooting up so much, especially in the early days when he was really bad at it

he absolutely will not talk about his past and if anything even close to it comes up in conversation he will skate right over that so qUICK ur head will spin

i think that’s IT FOR NOW if u made it this far i commend ur effort and attention span. im gna list some plots n stuff below ( beyond the song connections ) and hit me uP for some angst bc ya girl is here for the drama as usual

CONNECTION IDEAS

u can find song connections HERE

any and all drug related things !! people who buy from him ( especially weed, he’s a lot more lenient about to whom he sells weed as opposed to other stuff ), people he introduces to drugs, friends he actually does drugs with

he’s very dry and enigmatic but he’s also quite social so seriously give me friends for him. he’s high a LOT but not always and he likes being out doing stuff

definitely somebody or somebodies who don’t trust him and his drug addict bart simpson vibe please please give me people who don’t like him

along that same vein it takes a lot to get julian worked up and in fight mode bc he prefers to just let things roll off his shoulders but it would def be fun to have someone who gets him to that point

also somebody who?? maybe thinks they can “fix” him and genuinely does their best to try and persuade him to change his life and that it’s not too late to turn everything around ( this is basically the song connection medicine by daughter )

if ur muse is randomly from st louis missouri????? hit me up with a past connection from way back in julian’s childhood

also someone he went to high school with in LA if they’re from LA. this person would probably not be surprised at the way julian turned out ystefygdjhs

AND TL;DR BECAUSE THIS IS SO LONG

a drug addict and dealer who learned to take care of himself from an early age because of neglectful parents. got a boyfriend addicted to drugs and lost him to an overdose when he was in his early twenties, went to rehab, relapsed, met another bf years later with whom he decided to road trip across the country and got stuck in baltimore. dry, sarcastic, kind of a douche, epitome of every bart simpson meme, walking tragedy. 

[reddie-to-go]

Can you write abt Eddie being possessive with Richie?

Eddie hardly ever got jealous. In fact, he barely even noticed when people flirted with Richie. He had sort of gotten used to it back when they had been best friends. Back in tenth grade when Richie had a major growth spurt and girls and occasionally guys started paying more attention to him.

Eddie hadn’t really paid attention to is back and that didn’t really change when they had started dating their first year of university. People would still flirt, but now Richie brushed them off or ignored them.

Which was the complete opposite of how Richie was. If anyone even looked at Eddie the wrong way he would pull Eddie closer and glare daggers at them. It probably didn’t help that Eddie was terrible at telling when someone were flirting. It had taken him two years to realized that Richie was flirting with him. how was he supposed to tell that the girl that was talking to him was “obviously into you” as Richie had put it?

There were three times Eddie had been the one to get possessive.

The first had been in class, and he hadn’t been the one to point it out

~~~

Eddie, Richie, Bev, and Stan had psychology together in their second year of university. The class was pretty standard, mostly just lectures. But on Friday they had group discussions where they would break off into groups of 10 and talk about the topic of the day.

Richie, being Richie, always had something to say and would usually be the one leading the discussions. It was about the fifth week of classes. Stan, Bev, and Eddie had gotten to class before Richie and were talking about the previous weekend. Bev stopped talking when a guy walked by there table and sat a few seats behind them.“That’s the guy that’s always flirting with Richie.” She whispered to Eddie once he had taken his seat. Eddie’s brows furrowed as he looked around the room confused.

“What are you talking about, what guy?” Eddie asked, turning in his chair to look behind him.

“Way to be conspicuous Eddie.” Stan rolled his eyes and look at him shaking his head.

“There no way you don’t notice the way he always tries to be in a group with us.” Bev pointed out, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Or how he always Stares at Richie,” Stan added on. He nodded his head towards the guy they were talking about.

“I thought that was just a coincident. And he stares at Richie because Richie is always talking.” Eddie defended, finally seeing who they were talking about.

He was in his early twenty’s and they were right, he was always sitting somewhere close to where they were.

“Oh come on Eddie. He asked him if he wanted to be partners on the group presentations,” Stan shook his head again. “How are you so oblivious to this.”

“When did that happen!” Eddie asked loudly. He definitely would have remembered that. Bev laughed as Stan shushed him.

“Last week when you were talking to the prof. don’t worry, Richie said no” Bev explained quietly.

Eddie turned his head to look back, not being as obvious this time. the guy was staring at the door. Eddie watched him sit up taller in his chair and look towards the door with a small smile. Eddie turned and saw Richie walking towards their table. He looked back and watched the guy’s eyes follow Richie as he approached.

“Traffic was a bitch today.” Richie exclaimed as he flopped into his seat beside Eddie. Eddie was still looking behind him at the guy, who was still staring at Richie. His eyes shifted and then the two of them were looking at each other. Eddie gave him a dirty look and turned to look at the front of the room.

Bev was laughing from her spot beside Richie and Stan shook his head, an action he did a lot around the two of them. Richie looked at the three of them confused.

Class started with Richie still confused as to what was going on. The teacher wrote the topic for the discussion on the board and instructed them to get into groups. After some moving around from everyone in the room, groups were made, and to Eddie’s frustration, the guy was in there’s.

Their group of 10 sat around a table, Eddie sitting closer to Richie then strictly necessary. The guy sat across from them. Eddie hated that Stan and Bev had pointed out this guy because now that was all Eddie could think about. For the first half of the class, he didn’t look anywhere but at Richie.

Eddie glared at him and reached under the table to take Richie’s hand in his. Richie looked over at him confused and then smiled and leaned over to him.

“What’s up Eds.” He whispered, squeezing Eddie’s hand. Eddie just kept scowling across the table. Eddie pulled their joined hand out from under the table and placed them on the table in front of them.

The guy’s eye’s dropped down from Richie’s face to their interlocked hands and then raised up to lock eye’s with Eddie. Eddie’s head turned to the side slightly as he gave the guy a challenging look. He quickly looked away embarrassed, turning to face the wall.  

“Um, Eddie,” Richie said from beside him. Eddie looked over at Richie and saw that he was almost laughing. Over Richie’s shoulder, he saw that Bev was laughing. Eddie looked around their group and noticed that everyone was staring at them. Eddie blushed and dropped his hand to his lap.

Stan cleared his throat and started talking, bringing everyone’s attention to him. Eddie stared down at the table until he felt Richie take his hand from his lap and hold it in his.

That was the last time they had that guy in their group for class discussion.

~~~

The second time was when the two of them were on a date.

Richie had whisked Eddie away to a fancy night of a movie and dinner at Olive Garden. The two were having a great night, the movie they had seen was great and Eddie was excited to get to dinner, he loved Olive Garden.

They had just been seated when it started.

Their waitress was a blonde girl about their age. She brought them to their table, touching Richie’s arm as she lead them.

Eddie noticed but decided not to say anything. Beside this probably wouldn’t even be their waitress.

She was.

Eddie rolled his eye’s as she took their order and laughed exaggeratedly loud at the stupid jokes Richie made. Of course, Eddie thought Richie was funny, but most normal people didn’t and especially not as funny as this girl was making him seem.

Whenever she would bring them refill or check up on them, which was way too often, she would touch Richie’s shoulder and make flirty faced down at him. Eddie was seriously annoyed.

The last straw was when their bill came and Eddie noticed a small number written at the bottom of it and a heart at the end. Eddie grabbed the bill and tore off the bottom of it. he stood and took Richie’s hand, pulling him towards the front.

When they got to the hostess stand Eddie put some bills down in front of the waiter that was there. Richie talked with the waiter, something about university, as he rang them up and grabbed change.

Their waitress from before came up behind the hostess stand and inserted herself into the conversation, saying something about a campus party coming up that Saturday.

Eddie had had enough. He grabbed the front of Richie’s shirt and pulled him down for a kiss. Richie was taken aback and by the sounds of surprise coming from beside them so was the waitress.

Eddie smiled when he felt Richie kiss him back. he pulled away and took the money from the waiters waiting hand.

“Sorry, we’re busy.” He turned to the girl and said, shoving the change into his pocket, taking Richie’s hand and pulling him out the front door.  

~~~

The last time had been at a party.

Eddie stood outside, sipping from a plastic cup. He had one arm wrapped around himself trying to keep warm. Bev stood beside him, occasionally blowing smoke into the air. Bev had dragged him out stating that she couldn’t find any of the others to go with her and she really needed a smoke.

Eddie, not wanting her to go alone, agreed to go. It wasn’t like he had any real excuse for not going. He hadn’t seen Bill, Stan or Mike in a while and Richie had gone to go get a drink about fifteen minutes ago. Eddie figured Richie had run into someone he knew or maybe found someone offering a joint.

Bev through the end of her cigarette on the ground in front of Eddie, dug it into the ground with her foot and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the front door.

“Thanks for coming, Eddie.”  She half yelled over her shoulder at him, the music making it hard for Eddie to hear her. He nodded at her and let himself be pulled through the house back to the living room where Bev had found him.

The two scanned the room for anyone they knew and spotted Stan sitting on a couch alone, nursing a drink. They pushed their way past people towards him. Bev dropped down to sit beside him and Eddie leaned against the arm of the couch.

The three of them talked for a bit about nothing in particular. Eddie had found out that Mike and Bill had known some guys that were here from a class they all had together, and they were in the backyard participating in a beer pong tournament. 

Eddie left to go get a drink and when he came back into the living room he noticed Bev and Stan whispering about something and glancing across the room.

Eddie approached them with a confused look. He turned over to where they were looking and saw Richie leaning back against the wall on the far side of the living room. A girl was standing with him. leaning her head on his shoulder and looking up at him. Richie had his head back, looking up at the ceiling and laughing. Eddie could tell he was right about Richie founding someone with weed, he looked completely stoned.

The girl did as well as her head lulled to rest in the crook of Richie’s neck.

Eddie stomped over to them, grabbed Richie’s arm and pulled him. the girls head rocked forward as she lost her support.

“EDDIE.” Richie yelled as he threw his arm around Eddie’s shoulder. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” He whispered into his ear.

“Excuse me, we were talking.” The girl said grabbing onto Richie’s other arm.

“I’m sorry, but me and MY BOYFRIEND are leaving.” he pulled Richie away from the girl and towards the front door.

Richie leaned hard on Eddie’s as they exited the house. Eddie walked them over to a tree in the front yard and sat down, leaning against it. Eddie wrapped his arm around Richie’s waist and pulled him closer. Richie nuzzled his hand face into Eddie’s neck.

“Why don’t you ever stop them?” Eddie asked quietly. Watching as people stumbled around the yard.

“stop who?” Richie mumbled into his neck.

Eddie paused for a second. Maybe he was being dumb. He was probably overreacting. At this point, though he couldn’t just not say anything and Richie most likely wouldn’t remember it tomorrow anyway.

“People that flirt with you.” Eddie finally said. Eddie felt Richie’s head move as he looked up at him. Richie stared at Eddie for what felt like forever.

“I don’t care what other people do Eds,” Richie finally said, reaching his hand up to cup Eddie’s chin and turn his head to face him. 

“I only care about you.” He finished, leaning his head in to press a kiss on Eddie’s lips.

Eddie smiled and kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Richie’s neck.

They sat wrapped together outside for the rest of the night. Richie would glare at anyone who approached them, saying that no one was going to come between them anymore. Eddie rolled his eyes and smiled, resting his head on Richie’s shoulder.

Eventfully Mike found them, saying that Ben had shown up to drive everyone home.

Eddie only got jealous over Richie three times. After that, he didn’t feel that he had to.

So I know it's not my usually smutty stuff but I still kinda liked how this turned out, hope you did too!

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*  bill skarsgård, age 27, he/him  | oh, them? that’s julian nilsson. they’ve lived in carina bay for, like, one week. last time i spoke to them they were a drug dealer, and if i remember correctly, they’re an aries. seeing them around always makes me think of track marks hidden beneath a long-sleeved shirt, the watery reflection of a neon sign in a motel parking lot, the eerie quiet of 5am after a sleepless night. ( lainie, 24, cst, she/her ) 

hello bitches it me ur local bag of literal garbage ( lainie ) back at it again !! this time bringing u the anti adrian and pls be wary bc there are a lot of sensitive topics down below ( tws for major drug use, drug addiction, death, grief, shitty parenting, neglect, abandonment?? kind of idk better safe than sorry )

so bear with me bc his background info is kind of Long!! his mom and dad are from just outside of st louis, missouri. his mom came from a pretty wealthy family and she was just like tryna be ~rebellious in her young adult years by dating julian’s dad (who came from a super trashy family and had a Bad Boy Rep). when she was 19 and he was 22 she got pregnant ( with julian ) and her fam was like lol get rid of that baby or ur gone !! but they were “““madly in love””” and she was on her rebellious shit so they literally eloped to the city ( st louis ) and got an apartment together and had julian but never actually got married bc they were too cool ( read: irresponsible ) for that. ofc this ended up being rly miserable bc she was used to living the rich life and now her family had disowned her, and suddenly she was starting to realize this dude she had a kid with was kind of a deadbeat party boy with no interest in having a family, not to mention she started realizing like?? i don’t actually want a kid this is a lot of work?? so like julian’s childhood years were a lot of him having to learn to take care of himself and not having anyone to depend on most of the time. and that’s not to say they didn’t both care abt him on some level bc there were definitely times they paid attention to him and gave him a birthday party or two but for the most part he was on his own

fast forward 5 years and finally julian’s dad, now in his late 20s and getting antsy, peaces the fuck out to los angeles to live his best party boy life. baby julian is very upset bc even tho his dad doesnt pay a lot of attention to him he like idolizes him. julian’s mom is saltier than EVER about having to take care of a kid but she doesn’t wanna go to LA ( especially for this asshole she doesn’t even like anymore ) and her parents won’t have anything to do with her or her illegitimate child so the NEXT 5 years are a lot of moving around from shitty apartment to shitty apartment and job to job by themselves. his dad would now and then send weird postcards and stuff from cali so he had like a vague idea of the fact that his dad was living his own life somewhere that looked super wild, and when he was 11 years old he managed to send a letter back asking if he could come live with him. his dad contacts his mom, there’s a bunch of fighting, but in the end julian did indeed get to go live with his dad in los angeles, mostly bc his mom just didn’t give a fuck anymore and was lowkey like…u know what fine take him i can have my life back

obviously his dad does not know how to be a dad !!! he kind of thought of julian as his little like…..sidekick like he just thought having this 11 year old kid around was hilarious. so julian went to LA and was living with his dad and his dad’s friends in a relatively nice apartment but like it’s always filled with people doing drugs and having sex and it’s just. not child friendly at all. so that’s how julian was introduced to weed at the ripe young age of 11!!! from there on out he was like a big time weed and cigarette smoker, was very early having sex and trying other drugs, and by the time he graduated high school he was already hardcore doing coke

so julian like kind of wanted to go to college bc some part of him did crave normalcy, but he was way too far up his own ass to get his shit together for that !! plus like....he didn’t rly have good role models. so his first year after high school instead of getting on a good path for his future he decided living his best life would include moving into an apartment with his cokehead best friend. it was around that time that julian met his first boyfriend. he was already totally aware he was bi, had slept with boys in high school, but this was the first time he rly fell in love with a guy. he was like……….head! over! heels! for this boy. julian met him at a club and he was like sort of soft and relatively innocent until they started dating and julian got him smoking weed and then snorting coke

this next part is very triggering so please read with caution !! when he was 21, julian tried heroin for the first time. for about 6 months it gradually got really bad, his life started spiraling, and his bf was like….becoming unable to deal with it, especially bc while julian was getting worse his bf was kind of trying to move in the opposite direction and get off the coke and get his life back together. there was a lot of fighting, but his bf kept not actually making the move to end things bc he loved julian and was just like hoping something would turn around. one night, however, in a moment of weakness, he let julian talk him into trying heroin with him. it was kind of a “i promise i’ll get clean if u try it with me this one time” thing. being in and out of consciousness and not really aware of what was going on, he didn’t notice that his bf was overdosing and he ended up dying simply bc the heroin was too much for his body and he stopped breathing. julian didn’t notice until the morning when he woke up, and obviously that was by far the most traumatic thing that’s ever happened to him and left some deep ass emotional scars

so following this, he actually did check himself into rehab. he was there for 3 months, got completely clean, but he only managed to stay that way for two weeks before he was first snorting heroin again and then back to shooting up and selling drugs

it was about a year later when he was 23 that he met kit while he was doing a deal at some seedy bar outside of town. they quickly fell into a completely unanticipated relationship--notably, julian’s first since his boyfriend’s death. in spite of that trauma and feeling guilty even as he did it, he started introducing kit to drugs. in his mind, it was kind of a thing where he fell in love really fast and really hard out of nowhere and he saw this sad little thing with no place to go and drugs are the only thing he’s ever known himself, so it was very natural to be like “here try this it helps” and also naively convincing himself he’d never let what happened before happen again

so four years later they’re living together and completely broke, living mostly off the money julian makes selling drugs and whatever else they can scrape up, when kit decides he wants to do a road trip across the country. julian’s very impulsive, doesn’t really give a shit about anything in LA anyway, and to top it off has a hard time saying no to kit. SO a road trip it is !! they make it all the way across the country before finally using up the last of their money and realizing they don’t have enough to get back

which is how he wound up in carina bay! they’re currently living out of julian’s car with a little makeshift bed in the back and he’s selling drugs again to try and save up enough so they can get home, but they use most of what he’s supposed to sell so it’s.......not going very well euyagafdhs

so now that his lengthy as fuck background is over with………julian is an extremely EXTREMELY dry sarcastic person. the guilt over his bf has made him wayyyyyyyy worse, like his sense of humor is so so much darker than it was before that happened, but he’s honestly just a rly sarcastic person to begin with. he has some softness inside especially for people he rly cares abt, but you will not catch julian being sentimental or taking literally anything seriously unless you’ve managed to seriously worm your way into his heart

he’s not like a GRUMP tho at all he just....doesn’t take things seriously. he’s literally the embodiment of every bart simpson meme

"whatever my dude” is his aesthetic

he’s very careful about his drug dealing, he won’t go around talking about it or anything, he does it all under the radar as much as he can and especially having done it for so long now and having experienced a lot of traumatic crap, he’s pretty good at what he does and he won’t fuck with people he doesn’t trust

even when it’s warm it’s not totally unlikely to see him in long sleeves bc he has really bad track marks all over his arms from shooting up so much, especially in the early days when he was really bad at it

he absolutely will not talk about his past and if anything even close to it comes up in conversation he will skate right over that so qUICK ur head will spin

i think that’s IT FOR NOW if u made it this far i commend ur effort and attention span. im gna list some plots n stuff below and hit me uP for some angst bc ya girl is here for the drama as usual

CONNECTION IDEAS

any and all drug related things !! people who buy from him (especially weed, he’s a lot more lenient about to whom he sells weed as opposed to other stuff), people he introduces to drugs, friends he actually does drugs with

he’s very dry and enigmatic but he’s also quite social so seriously give me friends for him. he’s high a LOT but not always and he likes being out doing stuff

definitely somebody or somebodies who don’t trust him and his drug addict bart simpson vibe please please give me people who don’t like him

along that same vein it takes a lot to get julian worked up and in fight mode bc he prefers to just let things roll off his shoulders but it would def be fun to have someone who gets him to that point

also somebody who?? maybe thinks they can “fix” him and genuinely does their best to try and persuade him to change his life and that it’s not too late to turn everything around

if ur muse is randomly from st louis missouri????? hit me up with a past connection from way back in julian’s childhood 

also someone he went to high school with in LA if they’re from LA. this person would probably not be surprised at the way julian turned out ystefygdjhs