#folio headcannons

[xmads-omensx]

Ooh could you write a fic or blurb on Folio dating a female pro wrestler? Cause i could see him being into it

Pairing: Nick Folio X Reader

Content Warnings: mentions of physical violence (wrestling)

Tags: @shayeanna-ashlie @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @dontwantthemoney @tosoundlessdarkistare @klutzy-kay24 @heyyoplayer @lacy1986 @thisbicc @collidewiththesav @follow-me-down-to-wonderland @dsireland86 @sister-sebastian @dominuslunae @littlebear423 @rumoured-whispers @eclipseeetop @xxkittenkissesxx @theanarchymuse95 @blackveilomens @lilgarbitch @lil-garbitch @concretejunglefm

Anon... it's like you can read my mind. I used to be super into wrestling so this was super fun to write!!

Folio was so intrigued when you told him what you did for a living on your first date.

He thought it was super cool and hung off your every word.

Growing up, he had always been into watching wrestling, so getting to know how everything worked behind the scenes was like a dream come true.

He went to as many of your matches as he could in person, but if he was able to he would watch them on TV if they were available.

When he introduced you to the guys, it was blatantly obvious how proud he was of the fact that he got to call you his girlfriend.

Whenever he goes to your matches and hears your intro music play over the loud speakers, he completely lights up. Cheering loudly and clapping like a madman.

It always makes you smile when you pass him on your way to the ring.

Often, you will go to the gym together, trading exercise routines and the like.

Your relationship was fun and playful, with you teaching Folio wrestling moves which he promised not to use on the guys… but totally did.

Folio was the proudest boyfriend in the world.

[kaliforniahigh]

NSFW thots incoming

NNN but the boys said uno reverse and it's you that isn't allowed to O. Teasing, edging and lots of O denial.

Jolly is probably the sweetest about it and close to breaking, especially when you invite him to join you in a shower cause you just need to feel him close and on you in some way.

Matt would be the worst, making fun of you and being mean when you're practically rubbing against him like a cat in heat asking for something anything.

How each member + Matt would behave during No Nut November, but instead of them, it's you who can't cum. Smut below the cut.

Warning: orgasm denial, edging, mocking, spanking, fingering, thigh riding.... you get the gist, this is basically just filth. The boys are a menace in this.

Jolly was a weak resolve when it comes to you whining in that sweet voice of yours, eyes big and pleading. He starts to feel bad, so he does what he can to make you feel better. Warm showers where you can feel him pressed up against you is the closest he gets to satifying you without actually giving you an orgasm.

He runs his hands over your wet body while you rest your head on his shoulder. He can still feel your quick pulse from a few minutes ago, when you were in bed. He had put his hand under your panties, but his movements were so slow, you could feel youself just on the edge of the precipice, but unable to let yourself fall.

"Why don't you let me come? I've been so good", you'd whine against his chest.

"And it's because you've been so good that you won't come, right? That's the rule baby", he'd whisper in your ear and that would prompt tears to gather on your eyes.

Before he could feel too bad for you, though, he slips his hand out from between your legs, which prompts another whine to scape from your lips. He shushes you softly and takes you in his arms to the bathroom, sitting you on the toilet, he adjusts the temperature just the way he knows you like.

Matt would be so degrading towards you. Sometimes he would even refuse to touch you, telling you that if you wanted to make yourself feel good, you could rub yourself on his thigh. It was a lesson on self-control, he told you. You could ride his leg all you wanted, but you couldn't make yourself cum.

As he watches you, face twisted in pleasure and agony at the same time, you'd tell him that you can't do it, that it's too much for you.

"If you knew you couldn't do it, then why did you agree, you stupid girl?", he'd respond in a tone that made you feel guilty, because you did agree, you brought this upon yourself.

Meanwhile, while you were rubbing yourself on his thigh, he'd take his dick out of his pants and start fisting himself with a thight grip.

The sight of you on top of him, knowing you weren't allowed to come, but he was, gave him a twisted type of pleasure, and after a few more strokes, he was cumming all over his stomach.

You had to phisically distance yourself from him, the sight too much for you, and you laid down on the bed, back turned to him.

"You're so mean, Matty"

He only laughed at your misery.

Noah would be the more agressive kind of mean, but he would give you such good aftercare.

He starts with you nice and slow. Bending you over his lap and running his hands over the supple flesh of your ass.

Instinctively, you lift your ass from his lap, trying to get some kind of pleasure. That's when he delivers the first hash smack. You weren't expecting it, so you let out a surprised yelp.

"I decide when I touch you, you understand that?", he grabs you hair and yanks your head back, you only nod in response, which doesn't please him at all, because he removes his hand from your ass to give you a slap across the cheek.

"Don't you know how to use your words?", he says through gritted teeth, mouth close to yours.

"I understand, Noah", you whimper in his mouth.

"There's the good girl I know", he said in a slightly softer tone this time.

He dropped your head back on the matress, and put his hand back on your ass. This time, he didn't waste much time, slipping your panties to the side and teasing your slit with the tip of his fingers.

If you ever misbehaved, he would deliver a quick slap to your pussy, making you jump on his lap at the feeling.

When you're a complete mess and your makeup is smudging the white conforter underneath you from the tears of frustration falling from your eyes, he'd take you in his arms, the slightest touch from him making you tremble.

"You did so well, you were so good. Just gotta wait 'till November is over ok?", he'd reassure you, eventually running his hands down your back in soft strokes, and soon enough, you were falling asleep in his arms from the exertion.

Folio would be the closest one to breaking in my opinion. He'd question many times if this No Nut November thing was even worth it. What kind of man was he, if he didn't make his girl come?

You'd be having sex, and you'd have to stop him, because you were about to cum and you could tell in his face that he was about to throw this whole out of the window just to feel your walls tighten around him.

You find out that this is worse for you. There is nothing more frustrating than feeling the first waves of your orgasm, just to have him pull out, and then everything goes away in the blink of an eye.

He starts enjoying it when you start begging. You even sprinkle a little bit of praise in there to try and sway his resolve. But he finds it more fun seeing you squirm for him. He's getting the hang of this thing.

One night, you're out at a restaurant when you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. You're washing your hands when you hear the door open beside you. Thinking nothing of it, you dry your hands, but someone grabs you and pulls you into one of the stalls.

You're ready to scream when a hans covers your mouth, and your eyes finally make contact with Folio's.

"I'll need you to be quiet, baby", he says and makes a low "shush" sound. You nod and uncovers your mouth.

You can feel his hand travel down your stomach, making it's way under your dress. He hitches your leg over his hip and slips your panties to the side.

He doesn't start slow this time, since you both didn't have a lot of time on your hands. You gasp when you feel his fingers plunging inside of you, and he uses his thumb to rub circles on your clit.

You have half the mind to register the door to the bathroom once again and someoe getting in the stall beside you.

"Beg me", Folio says in your ear. You look at him with wide eyes. "Beg me and I'll let you cum right now".

The offer was irresistible. "Please, can I cum?", you whisper back to him.

"I can't hear you", he has a glint of mischief in his eyes. He's gonna make you beg out loud, when someone else is in the stall right beside you.

"Please", you try once again. The feeling of his fingers starting to become way too much for you, and you can feel yourself slipping into the abyss way too fast.

"You'll need to do better than that", he's looking right into your eyes, and before you can beg him once again, the feeling between your legs disappear, and this time, the whine that comes out of your lips os loud and very audible.

"Why did you do that?", you lean on him and he supports you by holding you by the hips.

"Girls who don't listen to instructions don't get to cum", he gives you a kiss on the forehead, his wicked way of mocking you, and then he makes his way out of the stall, leaving you behind.

Ruffilo makes the whole ordeal more artistic than it has to be. This man likes to sprinkle a little bit of art when you're fucking.

So, not only does he deny you of your orgasm, he needs to have you tied up to the bed. Hands and feet.

First, he starts with sensory stimulation. Maybe he grabs a rose on the way home, just to drag it along your chest, abdomen and thighs. Then, he moves on to little kisses all over your body. And he's slow with it too. He starts on your neck and descends to your collarbones, stoping to give attention to your perk nipples.

He continues with this until he's all the way down to your calf, and then he finally makes his way up again to where you need him the most.

He begins with the tip of his tongue, and you can barely feel it. The ropes tying you to the bed doesn't let you buck your hips, so all there's left to do is wait until he decides to give you what you want.

After a while, he's finally making you feel so good, you almost forget you're not allowed to cum. But he makes sure to remind you.

With one finger inside of you, he can feel that you're close. So he pulls his finger out and removes himself from the bed completely.

"What are you doing?", you teel him. You're breathless and a little irritation, a certain edge to your voice.

"I spoiled you too much", he shook his head at himself. "I think it's time we take a little break", he says, sitting on his computer chair. You're laying on the bed, completely stunned. Your body that felt on fire seconds before, now laid there void of any warmth, and you actually start shivering a little from the contrast.

"You can stay there and watch, baby", he gets comfortable on the chair, lifting his hips and sliding his shorts and boxers down, grabbing his length in his hand.

"It's my turn to feel good now".

[flowery-mess]

Just a dad Noah thought...

I think I sent this once to @starsomens as an ask, but I can't stop thinking about it lol

Imagine having a baby boy with Noah, after some time he starts going to shows with you with his big noise canceling headphones on. Everything is cute, Bryan takes cute family pictures for you, little waves from the baby to fans, until... he becomes a toddler and wants to be just like his dad.

Wears those fake tattoo sleeves, matching outfits, makes up words for BO song, until one day.

You and Noah are chilling in the living room, little Sebastian toddler comes in, in his black outfit with those tattoos on and wants to pretend that he's Noah at a show, so you and Noah are pretending to be fans, laughing and all that, until this little human you two created screams "THIS IS DETHRONE YOU FUCKS" into your faces and then takes off to his room with evil laugh, because he knows what he just said.

You and Noah just turn to each other, not sure if you should laugh or not and eventually you do.

And I'm pretty sure if you tell that to the rest BO crew they will demand performance from your little human every time they see him and because they are the 'funny uncles' they will let him say curse words when you and Noah aren't in the room. And he loves that.

[darksigns-exe]

bad omens headcanons: fingering

nsfw below

note: all it took for this was a clip of nicky playing bass btw.

Folio

This boy would be so fascinated by every little sound you make. He’s curious to see what else he can pull from you. Kneels in front of you with a warm hand on your waist. Twists his fingers experimentally, presses his thumb against your clit. He’s so focused on you, keeps telling you how good you feel around his fingers.

He’s so enraptured by the sight of you falling apart for him.

Maybe he’s a little impatient with it. Rushes a little, but how could you be upset with him when he makes you feel so good?

Nick

He just wants his darling to feel good, okay? Knows what he’s doing with those dexterous fingers of his. I mean, have you seen him play?

Keeps asking if you’re feeling good, even though you’re reduced to whines and moans.

Needs to hear you say how good he’s making you feel.

Probably has you sitting in front of him so that you can lean against him. Has an arm wrapped around your middle while the fingers of the other keep pushing you closer and closer towards your climax. Litters your neck and shoulders with kisses while you fall apart around his fingers.

Jolly

Now this man is a danger to society.

He gets mean when he fingers you. He’s slow, methodical with it. He teases and taunts as if it’s natural for him (probably is).

Finds the greatest delight in watching you squirm for him.

Gives you just enough to keep you on the edge, but not enough to make you finish. He wants to draw this out, make you plead for him.

Is nice enough to remind you that you can always use your safe word if it’s so much. Will absolutely mock you just a little bit. Entirely consensually, of course.

Noah

This boy loves getting his hands on you. He loves snaking his hand between your thighs when he’s cuddled up behind you. Slowly teases his fingers through your folds while you continue to watch your film — or at least pretend to pay attention to it.

Loves to tease a little but once he hears your pretty whines, he’s lost. He loves hearing your sighs and he loves when you tell him how good he’s making you feel. Noah thrives to hear your praise no matter if it comes in the form of actual words or just your sighs and moans.

And once he’s done, you can be sure that his fingers will find their way into his mouth. The boy doesn’t waste anything.

Matt

I firmly believe that this man loves a quick and dirty encounter. When you visit him on tour, he’ll pull you into a bathroom to get his hands on you. Buries his face in your neck, while he has two fingers so deep inside of you.

Tells you how good you feel around his fingers in a way that sounds almost a little mean. But you know that he has nothing but love for you. He knows that you like it when he gets a little mean with you.

But when you have the time for it he’s the sweetest, gentlest boy.

Davis

Has you sitting in front of him while you take a bath together. There’s a scented candle, nice bath oils, a playlist that contains at least one Portishead song playing in the background. It starts off so innocently as just a bath, a little Sunday evening ritual you share.

But eventually you feel his lips on your neck and his fingers on your thigh. It’s slow and teasing. He’s not out to make you cry in pleasure today, no he just wants to make you feel all good and relaxed.

[iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning]

Nick Folio

Warnings Key:

🥀: Angst

🪻: Fluff

🌹: Smut

🌺: Suggestive but no smut

Blurbs/ Head-Cannons/ Drabbles

@malice-ov-mercy :

pulling on his chain during sex 🌹

period sex 🌹

@amourtoken :

older brother’s best friend! folio 🌹

@kaliforniahigh :

folio cumming in you and then eating you out 🌹

Oneshots

@measuredingold :

‘i think i’m in love’ 🪻

‘falling for you’ 🪻🌹

@malice-ov-mercy :

‘Shotgun’ 🌹

‘mindless’ 🌹

@badnoahmens :

‘Shower With Me’ 🌹

@sorrowsofsilence :

‘Cymbal-ism’ 🌹

@tikosblogg :

movie night 🌹

@sitkowski :

‘sweet surrender’ 🌹🪻

@foreverlittlesoshi :

‘i’m your toy’🌹

@withcrossesandframes :

‘riptide’ 🌹🪻

@foliosriot :

‘Back To You’ 🪻

@sinkingteethinwhitenoise :

‘Loving You Easy’ 🥀🪻🌹

@collapsedglasshouses :

‘Sweater Weather’ 🪻

[dsireland86]

We talk about dad! Noah and dad! Jolly but what about dad! Folio? 🥺

♡ Folio having his little girl on his lap while he's playing the drums (with ear protection for her of course).

♡ Catching her making a make shift drum kit out of the pots, pans, and tupperware with some wooden spoons as the drumsticks.

♡ Taking her out fishing when he's on a break from touring for some daddy daughter time.

♡ You nearly having a heart attack when he takes her out on a motorcycle ride once she's old enough.

This gem is inspired by the writing above from @stardustsirenmelody!!! You, my friend, are a fantastic human. I'm giving you credit for this one. I just wrote it. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

GIRL DAD

TAGS: @philomenie @supersquirrel1996 @foliosgirl @angelmarie89 @fadingintothegrey @theanarchymuse95 @thisbicc @lma1986 @dominuslunae @shayzillaaaa @fadingintothegrey @an0mallly @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @mrsnoahsebastian @flowery-mess @iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning @stardustsirenmelody

Her birth was the happiest day of Nick's life, next to marrying you. The moment you went into labor, Folio was right there beside you, supporting you and watching everything you went through in order to bring his daughter into this world. As soon as she arrived, Folio cut the cord and laid her on your chest, watching as your motherly instincts took  over instantly. And the best part wasn't that you made him just a dad. You made him a girl dad.

Now, at the tender age of two, Folio has your little girl sitting with him at his drum kit at every possible moment. With her little set of pink ear muffs, she sits between her daddy's legs or on his knee,  repeatedly trying to take the sticks from his hands. Folio eventually gives in, letting her have one, and she immediately brings it to her mouth, using it as her teething ring. Later on, when cleaning up, Nick finds the stick that she dropped, picks it up, and smiles at the bite marks from her two tiny teeth.

By the age of four, Nick's little girl is as wild and crazy as he is. With her long dark hair and button nose, she's a spitting image of her daddy, right down to her interests. When dinner time comes, she's right there in the kitchen, under your feet, pulling out every pot, pan, and lid to form a makeshift drum kit. With Folio's help, she has the best kitchen inspired drum set up, complete with its own set of wooden kitchen mixing spoons. For the next thirty minutes, your baby girl hits every piece laid out before her, while you and Nick steal kisses and inappropriate whispers  of what you're planning after little miss goes to bed.

For her 7th birthday, Folio gets her her first big girl fishing pole, promising to take her fishing once he gets back from the band's most recent tour. And he does. The perfect spring day comes, and it's the three of you at your cabin by the lake. Folio is all in waders, net, boots, and more, standing in the shallow part with your baby, showing her how to properly cast for the first time. The smile they're both wearing is worth more than gold, making you feel like the richest woman in the world. When she finally gets a catch, Folio is more excited about it than she is and he helps her reel it in, trying to be quiet and not scare the poor thing. He has you snag a quick picture as he holds the wiggling fish for her because she doesn't like how slimy it feels. After taking the hook out, Nick tries to show her how to gut and skin it, but she refuses. That part she gets from you.

Just like ten years go by and your little baby isn't so little anymore. Folio decides it's time he takes her on a proper motorcycle ride even though you still think she's too young. But you trust your husband. He is the safest rider you know, after all. Nick comes home with a helmet and riding pants for his little riding partner, making sure she's properly dressed for the ride. Exiting the house wearing nothing but his black leather, Folio climbs on the bike and helps her up. She clings to her dad for dear life at first, but as they pull out and slowly take off, you hear a loud yell and a holler from her, about how awesome her dad is. 

[amelia-acero]

MASTERLIST

Hello, my name is Amelia, I’ve began to write again and below will be a masterlist of the stories I write. As time goes by I’ll continue adding more stories for different musicians. Please feel free to ask me anything through my asks. I hope you enjoy 😊

Noah Sebastian:

An Unexpected Surprise (Anya!OC x Noah)

At First Sight (Anya!OC x Noah)

Moments in Time (Anya!OC x Noah)

Wedding Bells (Anya!OC x Noah) (In Progress)

Joakim “Jolly” Karlsson

False Ring (Paloma!OC x Jolly) (In Progress)

[ciginatree]

Okay so i had a thought of what flavor of pie is MIW and Bad Omens favorite and i wanted your opinion? And can you include Balz and Matt Dierkes

This is so specific and I love

MIW

Chris: Cookies and cream/ Oreo

Ricky: Strawberry rhubarb

Ryan: Peanut butter chocolate mousse

Justin: Blueberry

Vinny: Pumpkin

Balz: Key lime

Bad Omens:

Noah: Cherry

Ruffilo: Chocolate coconut

Jolly: Peach

Folio: Boston cream pie (yes I know it’s technically a cake)

Matt: Sweet potato

Tags: @abiomens @rumoured-whispers @exitwoundsx @spookieolson @high-wire @eternallytiredsinger @tashka @thisbicc @miss570

[amelia-acero]

Ok, but like who would definitely be like this out everyone in Bad Omens, including the crew as well.

reader who wears a fake engagement ring so men don’t approach you, but character doesn’t notice it. not like it matters, since the two of you get into a semi heated argument at the bar + he suggests, half as a joke, why don’t yall just fuck it out and come to an agreement. you hold up your hand and say “im married!!!” and without a missing a beat, he tells you, “your husband must not love you if that’s the ring he got you.”

turns out, character is as rich as he is annoying (which is to say, very very very very much so) & it’s just your luck that your work forces you to be in close proximity to him. if he sees you lifting anything heavy, he’ll ask you with mock sympathy “does your husband know they have you doing manual labor?” (but even more annoying… he’ll carry the stuff for you 🤭)

and then one day you lose the ring and he notices immediately and you would have thought christmas came early. “trouble in paradise?” he’ll ask you, hoping to hear abt ur divorce.

“getting the ring cleaned.” you lie, and you can smell the disappointment coming off of him. he’ll ask the people close to you “so anyway what does her husband even do?” and one of your slow on the uptake coworkers/friends goes “[name]? she doesn’t have a husband……”

oh. well now character is going to have a blast next time he sees you.

[xmads-omensx]

I like to think of the kind of British (or Irish) person the guys date and I see Folio ending up with an Irish girl and he when he hears Ed Sheeran's Galway girl, he thinks of her.

YES OMGGG

So Folio being with an Irish girl is something that I can picture so well. All the guys look at him and giggle whenever that song comes on, and even play it on purpose to fuck with him. OR a Welsh girl, simply because of the vibes.

I feel like Jolly would end up with either a Geordie, a Welsh girl or some one from Essex... yes I know they are very different but I can't place it. I feel like Geordie or Welsh would suit his general vibe more, but the Essex girl life would be where he would THRIVE.

Nicholas is harder to pace for me. I think he would end up with someone from a small town somewhere in the Lakes or something like that. Or somewhere like the Lakes. She doesn't have a specific accent, but is very laid back and easy-going with life.

Noah I wholeheartedly think would end up with a Geordie. And yes I do have a slight bias but hear me out. Literally far too chill for their own good, passionate, hard-working... all those good Geordie things that Noah instantly would think was amazing qualities to have. That man cannot listen to Sam Fender without singing his heart out to every line.

[flowery-mess]

Short kinda jealous Noah thought

You and Noah have been seeing each other for a while, been on a few dates, been intimate with each other, but neither of you asked the other to be his partner, so it wasn't really official.

Noah left for few shows and you had a wedding to attend. He made sure to compliment on your dress and makeup when you send him 'outfit check'.

Then you posted video of you and your friends dancing to 'single ladies' by beyonce.

'And why the hell are you dancing to this song lady?' popped up on your phone a few minutes later. It was from Noah.

'I don't remember anyone asking me to be their girlfriend' the tease in you waking up after few drinks

'And no one is going to do it over the phone baby'

Before you had a chance to answer that, he sent another message.

'Next friday home date at my place? 7PM?'

And you bet that on friday he made sure you're HIS girlfriend and no one elses.

[artificialstardust]

Dad Folio Headcannons

This shit is on the fucking brain rn and I’m about to throw myself into a brick wall because of it so enjoy my brainrot

He’d say “hey mama” as he hugs you from behind, putting his hands on your belly

He’d also do the thing where he’d gently lift your belly for you as he stands behind you to give your back a break for a bit

Him asking Bryan to take your maternity picture because he only trusts him to do it right

He would for sure make sure you always have ice water, any snacks, extra pillows and blankets, and anything else you’d want

You have to tell him to quit going crazy buying baby stuff from bass pro and Harley Davidson because you’re worried the kid won’t even get to wear half the stuff since they’ll grow so fast

Definitely plays them the drum track he just recorded (both in and out of utero)

As soon as the kid take an interest in toys, he’s buying them a little toy fishing pole, the drum kit comes later

This one is based off of something I had when I was a kid, but he’d get them a little battery powered motorcycle when they’re 3-5 (I had a pink one with purple saddle bags. Loved that shit)

If he has a son, he’s showing them how to be a good man and person. Sometimes doing matching outfits because he thinks it’s fun. Definitely eggs him on to be a menace sometimes, but only when it’s something lighthearted

If he has a daughter, he’s showing her how a man should act and teaching her how to stand up for herself and defend herself if need be. He wants to know that his babygirl won’t take shit from anyone. He’d also match his fits to hers sometimes too, he’d also be invested in playing Barbie’s with her

He absolutely loves to curl up on the couch or in bed with you and the babe, definitely a favorite past time for him

He’s a very involved parent, from where he does travel a lot being in the band, when he is home and can be there, he is there. Is also very attentive and remembers everything that his kid(s) love

He for sure raises them on the music he listens to

Also doesn’t like the modern day cartoons so he’s putting on stuff he watched as a kid. Ngl I feel like he’d be big on max and ruby but that’s just a vibe I get

Also makes sure that they talk to their uncles regularly, he wants the guys to be involved in his kid’s/kids’ life/lives

And if he’s been away and comes back, he will make you relax and not do anything because you deserve a break so he can handle it all. He loves the person that gave him children, so he always reminds you of that.

There is no “I can’t, I’m watching the kids tonight” if someone asks him to do something. It’s “I can’t tonight, I’m chilling out with the kids. We’re going to watch a movie, play some games and make a mashed potato mountain with Dino nuggets so mama can enjoy her night out”

He also teaches his kids that it’s okay to show emotion and to feel things

He supports anything they do (as long as it’s legal), he just wants them to be happy

[xxkittenkissesxx]

@sorrowsofsilence now this, this was a work of art hehehehe

Cymbal-ism • Folio

Pairing: Nick Folio x Fem!Reader

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: smut 18+ (unprotected pnv, pls wrap it b4 u tap it; male!recieving, slight degrading, rough!folio) enemies to lovers, arguing/bickering

Prompt: You're the new bad omens drum tech, and Nick Folio sure does get on your nerves. Is he a pain in the ass? Or is it the fact you two have some un-discussed sexual tension? Sent via anon

Author note: its hella late, ive had three margaritas, and this is not proofread lol

THIS IS A FANFIC USING REAL PEOPLE IN A FICTIONAL SITUATION! I AM NOT IMPLYING THAT THIS PERSON WOULD DO THIS IRL OR ACT LIKE THIS! ITS FICTION!

“You’re fucking insufferable,” you muttered under your breath as you brushed passed the short-haired brunette, shoulders knocking against him.

He scoffed, his golden brows narrowing as he hollered after you down the hallway, “Huh? What did you say?”

You glanced his way, flashing him the middle finger with a sarcastic smile while you opened the studio door, before slamming it loudly behind you in frustration.

Nick fucking Folio.

You two got off on the wrong foot the first day you met him two weeks ago. You had bought coffee for the team as a kind gesture, hoping to make a great first impression since you would be with them around Europe for two months.

However, shit hit the fan when you and Folio collided in the hallway as you got off the elevator, spilling the drinks all over him, and immediately giving him a childish vendetta.

To him, if his new drum tech was that clumsy, this tour would be the longest two months of his life. But to you, he was the one who entered the elevator looking down at his phone, not paying attention.

And even though you two barely knew each other, he already made your blood boil.

Perhaps it was the fact he was always trying to nit-pick every little thing you did or the way his attitude was always witty, having a sarcastic retort for everything you said.

It’s also possible it was the way Jolly, your childhood best friend and how you landed the job in the first place, was constantly teasing you about the sexual tension budding between you and Folio.

Or deep down, you thought that maybe it was the way Nick’s annoyingly perfect hair slicked back so effortlessly, or how flawless his ochre eyes were when he glared at you, the deep abyss titillating every time his brows furrowed in your direction.

Everything about him, and to do with him, pissed you off.

But it made you even more mad that you found him extremely attractive, his presence making your heart pound with anger and infatuation.

Nick stormed into the room, kicking the door closed with his foot, “If you’re going to insult me just do it to my face, you coward.”

“Wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings,” I said, kneeling next to the drum kit, loosening bolts on the boom stand.

Folio hovered over you, analyzing your movements as you adjusted the cymbals, taking them down one by one to place them in their cases. There was less than an hour until sound check, and none of the drum gear was moved from the studio room to the stage- thanks to somebody.

Groaning, you stopped to look up at him in annoyance, “I’m glad you think I’m pretty Folio, but maybe you can take your eyes off me and help? Instead of ogling?”

He scoffed, shaking his head as he started sliding the copper off of the loosened bars, “I’m just making sure you’re not fucking up my set.”

“Sure buddy,” you said, standing up and starting to unscrew the kick drum.

The two of you worked in tense silence, the air thick as miffed glances were shared taking apart the kit.

You tried not to watch the way his arms would flex as he twisted the rack tom, tattoos glistening slightly as the room heated.

You averted your eyes for a final time when they met his once again, stacking the cases onto the trolly to wheel it out to the stage.

Folio pushed passed you to grab the handles, ready to cart it down the hall even though it was your job.

“Do you even know where you’re going?” You asked as you trailed way too closely behind him, just to push his buttons. The smell of his faint cologne and slight musk of weed on his tanktop left your heart picking up pace.

“Of course I do,” He mumbled, about to walk past the stage entrance.

“To the left- the left-” you shook your head, staring at him with disdain, as he completely ignored you and continued walking, “Oh my god- Folio! it was left!”

You heard a chuckle behind you as Jolly and Ruffilo walked down the hall, stopping at the backstage door as they watched you humorously.

Rolling your head back you gave them an exasperated look, sighing audibly.

“You two ok?” Jolly smiled, folding his arms.

Shaking your head in frustration you bitterly laughed, “He is the biggest pain in my ass. I’m seriously debating quitting the industry as a whole.”

Ruffilo snickered, glancing at Jolly and then Folio, “He only does that because he thinks you’re cute.”

“Excuse me-” Nick interjected, shaking his head in disagreement, “I’d rather kiss a wall for five hours. At least it would be quiet.”

Shooting them a pointed look you walked passed the boys as they chuckled, letting Folio follow you onto the stage.

It only took about ten minutes to set the kit back up before you sat on the stool, practicing a few solos to test the position.

Nick watched in irritation from the side, but what you didn’t know was under all that show, was an immense amount of admiration. The brunette loved watching you play. He was always impressed with your coordination and keen ear, the ability for you to instantly stop playing and slightly adjust a drum before falling right back into a quick rhythm, breathtaking.

He’d never want to admit how good you are; but he would always be biting back a smile as he watched you test out his kit for him, making sure it was set and tuned to perfection.

You sighed once you finished your adjustments, before tossing Nick the sticks.

“All yours pretty boy.”

“Don’t call me that,” He huffed, before looking at the kit, “Also, your dumb ass forgot the hi-hat.”

Not believing him at first you glanced at the drums before swiftly swearing to yourself.

He was right.

Getting up you pushed past Nick, but he followed you back down to the studio, an annoyed murmuring coming from your mouth. As you entered through the door Folio closed it behind you, locking it.

“Nick seriously what-” You began, but were cut off by the brunette.

“God, do you ever shut that annoying fucking mouth of yours?” He said, standing close to you as he leaned forward, eyes narrowed.

“If it’s so annoying to you, make me,” You scoffed, tilting your head to the side.

The proximity of Nick subconsciously began to make your face warm as you backed up from him, but he was right on your trail.

You hit the soft padded wall of the studio, Folio’s body millimetres from pinning yours against the surface.

The tension grew as you both stared at each other with hatred.

“Fuck, you.” Nick spat, false venom dripping off his words.

Without hesitating you sneered, “You wouldn’t, pussy.”

It took all of two seconds before his auburn eyes flicked to your lips, a greedy hand reaching up and gripping your jaw as his mouth attached to yours.

It didn’t take long before you melted into Nick’s touch, angry at how good his tongue felt swiping against yours, the grip on your face tightening as his other hand reached to grip a fist full of your hair at the back of your head.

Fury, hatred, and lust fueled the fire between you two as your fingers gripped his belt loops, tugging his hips toward you as you began rutting against him.

You wanted nothing more than to claw down his skin, begging to dig your nails across the ivory and ink, embedding your mark. You wanted him to wince in a mix of pain and pleasure as your imprint but decided that grazing your teeth along his lips would have to do.

Nick moaned into you, quite literally ready to tear your shirt off, tempted to rip the cloth from its seam and destroy the fabric; but he withheld himself, aware that the two of you were hallways away from the exit to the tour bus.

The two of you pulled away panting, catching your breath.

“What the hell are we-”

Nick stared into your eyes, attempting to shift his desire into a glare as he leaned down to bite against your neck, nipping and kissing down the skin, “Just shut up, for five minutes. Please.”

A small whimper escaped you as his tongue grazed your collarbone, Folio’s fingers fiddling with the button on your jeans. You shimmed the fabric down your legs, kicking it off as you tugged at his tanktop, pulling it over his head.

His fingers gripped your hips, pulling them toward his own as he rubbed against your underwear, the bulge and stiffened desire evidence of how badly he wanted this. Reaching for the bottom of your shirt you tore it off your torso, exposing your chest.

Folio pushed your hips into the wall as his fingers danced along the hem of the thong you wore, threatening to dip lower to where you wanted him most.

“Please,” You whispered, desperation falling from your tone.

Folio shook his head, almost throwing his head back in humour, “We need to do something about your mouth.”

He pushed your shoulders, beckoning you to the ground before pulling his belt from the clasp. Freeing himself from his jeans, you watched hungrily as he gripped the back of your head, lining up his hardened desire to your lips.

“Open. Now.”

You obeyed, too turned on to fight back his commands. Wrapping around him you began to suck along the skin, closing your eyes as you relished in the feeling of how hard he was, all for this.

You reached up to stroke the base but he gripped your wrist, holding you in place as his hips thrust forward. He took complete control of how fast and how deep he went, using you to his desire.

“Your whore mouth exists for me to fuck,” Nick swore, his other hand holding the base of your neck as if feeling for himself through your skin, “All that backtalk can be shoved right down your pretty throat.”

Moaning at his words you closed your eyes, gagging on Nick’s thrusts as you took your free hand between your thighs, allowing yourself to slide past your panties to trace small circles against the skin.

Your arousal coated your fingers as your hips rutted against your hand, Nick’s fingers leaving your wrist to grip the back of your head. He pushed you down further on him, your eyes watering as he forced you to gag along his cock.

Air dissipated from your lungs, your body shuddering from the lack of oxygen momentarily before Nick pulled you away, causing you to cough.

“Fuck,” he groaned, almost chuckling.

You licked and sucked against him for a moment longer, before he pulled you up, gripping your hips. He kissed you desperately again for a few more minutes as his cock pressed against your thigh, before you pulled away, a hand against his chest.

“Are you going to just kiss me, or fuck me like you said you would?” You pushed, your hand gripping his erection, fingers dancing across his skin.

Nick moaned into your lips again before taking his hand between your thighs, slipping his fingers between your folds as he prepared your body for his, “Don’t make it a challenge, or you won’t be able to walk after.”

The brunette lifted your leg, gripping underneath your thigh as he hoisted it up to his hip, positioning himself against your arousal. It was a matter of seconds before he slid between you, your body taking him eagerly as your head fell back, mouth agape at the sensation.

He filled you fully, satiating the hunger you always had for the drummer as he began to thrust into your core, pounding senselessly. The angle gave him access to where you wanted him most, soft cries heaving from your chest as your brows furrowed.

Frustration dissipated into pleasure as Nick gave you everything, fucking you with complete adoration and need. Your nails gripped his shoulders, digging into the skin with haste as you rested your forehead against his neck.

“I hate how gorgeous I think you are,” Nick mumbled into your ear, soft groans escaping him.

Your laugh turned into a moan as his fingers trailed to stimulate you while he thrust, your body convulsing from the bliss, “I hate your perfect laugh, and how you have a lopsided smile.”

“I hate how talented you are.”

“I hate the way your eyes light up when you’re happy.”

“I hate how you walk with a skip when you’re excited.”

Your eyes lidded as Nick gripped the back of your head, forcing you to watch him as he spit on himself, lubricating your combined story as you pushed into him to meet his hips.

His thrusts began to waver as you clenched around him, the stimulation from his cock and fingers causing your legs to shake. Nick was close himself, trying to push you to the edge first before allowing himself release.

“I h-hate how-” You tried to get out your words as complete bliss took over, but Folio’s lips attached to yours once again, his pace never ceasing through your orgasm. Your walls engulfed him as Nick succumbed to you, his breathing staggered and haste as his chest vibrated in contentment.

His hips jerked into you as he allowed himself relief, taking over your body.

You watched him for a moment before his eyes met yours, lips agape in a pant.

The brunette shook his head as his fingers squeezed the skin along your torso, “We have two minutes till sound check.”

“Of course, you’re making us late,” you frowned.

“Oh shut the fuck up.”

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More Neon Void fanart because im obsessed and excited for the next chap!!

Apparently finishing this silly boi is more important than my art folio which is due today smh. anywayyy i changed his design a lil bit because i wanted to make his head more Leo-like and then ended up recolouring most of his clothing.

(i headcannon void behaving veeery similarly to a domestic fox - i mean they both share an insane amount of energy lmao)

hope y'all like :D

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BIRTHDAY WORD VOMIT - Noah Sebastian

happy birthday king!!!

(whoever came up with the term word vomit ily)

To celebrate the kings birthday heres some headcannons/word vomit about your birthday plans.

I would say hes pretty nonchalant about his birthday, you know, because it falls on halloween and just inconveniences him. You however, LOVE halloween AND noah so its the best of both worlds.

You greet him in the morning with coffee and little ghost pancakes. A goofy grin slung across his face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. He told you not to go all out, but how could you not? You sit next to him, just spending the morning in bed.

The morning progresses slow, just soaking in eachothers presence.

After finally dragging him out of bed, you give him his presents. You opted for a ‘boo basket’ and some other gifts. They consisted of games hes wanted, new shoes, money, and even a new necklace. AND SOME TAILORED PANTS TO WEAR ON STAGE.

You guys share a heartfelt lunch with the boys at a shitty restaurant, before being separated by the boys.

Noah is confused, but folio and matt entertain him with games.

Jolly and nicholas help you get ready, blow drying your hair and ironing your dress.

Folio and matt SCRAMBLE to get noah ready, (whos still utterly confused) because their dumb asses forgot about the reservation you made.

Nicholas and jolly hype you up, reminding you how much noah truly loved you.

Matt practically leaves noah at your front door, who knocks.

You answer, having been on so many dates with noah before, he still gave you butterflies. .

“I uhh… matt bought these roses not me.. I know you like sunflowers more.” he says, taking in your appearance. You laugh. “Its your birthday, not mine.” you take the flowers off him, handing them off to jolly. He pulls you into a hug, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

“Right, get your ass in the car, we've got a reservation.”

Its about a 30 minute drive east, the sun slowly setting. You walk hand in hand into the restaurant you had your first date in.

“I had a feeling you’d bring me here.” he hums, taking a sip of whiskey. You smile, looking up at him.

“Happy birthday, my love.” you smile, sharing a small dessert together. He helps you to your feet in your heels, before kneeling down on one knee.

You almost cry.

“Will you marry me?”

Hes so unbelievably anxious as he splutters those words, his suit feeling awfully tight.

You nod like a crazy person, jumping into his arms.

“Halloween, birthday and engagement anniversary all in one day? You’re quite the cheapskate.”

You may have accidentally broke your bedframe that night, but it was all worth it xoxo

(until ur pushing a baby out)

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i have released part one of 'riffs and regrets' an angsty love story im sure youve read a thousand times on this app lol. please go check it out!! its my first ever chapter like structure and longterm story. cheers to drama and ollies fast typing.

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