#nicholas ruffilo thought

[neverknoah]

long hair or short, nicky will steal your hair ties, hair clips, scrunchies, and headbands because he likes having a little piece of you with him wherever he goes and cause he’s a little thief and won’t buy any for himself.

walking into your shared home from running errands, you’re dumping bags on the counter when you spot Nicky perched on the couch, immersed in whatever he’s drawing on his ipad. however, what really captures your attention is that keeping his hair from his face is your baby blue claw clip.

smiling to yourself and shaking your head, you put the rest of your bags on the counter and stride over to your busy boy.

“is that my hair clip?” you giggle, tucking a rouge strand of hair behind his ear.

“wha- oh, the clip? yeah. sorry.” he admits bashfully touching the clip.

“don’t be it’s cute. it suits you.” you smile.

which makes him get even blushier. safe to say you definitely buy more clips and hair accessories so the both of you can share☺️

[bspeaks]

look-

ive been obsessed with this clip for the past 24 hours and i cant stop watching it. im obsessed with this song and im obsessed with nicky's vocals in this video.

[thecoyotescry]

Just a thought!

Noah is the type of boyfriend who remembers EVERYTHING about you once you start dating. You tell him something once and he’s filing it away in his brain for the next time it’s brought up. He learns your likes and dislikes, how you like your like your coffee, how you like to order a side of chips and guac with your Chipotle, and even the way you organize things in your house. He knows you like having the window seat on the plane and he knows you hate really big crowds. He never fails to make you feel like the most important person in the world when he continues to surprise you with all the things in his memory bank. And he’s always just as surprised when you remember things about him too.

He’s just a sweet and observant and in love with you.

[kingdomofnoah]

i think some of us forget that fandom, first and foremost, is a community. no, we’re not all friends but we are all apart of something together and we do owe each other basic kindness and respect.

sometimes i think we get it in our heads that everything is a competition. it’s not. write because you want to write. make edits because you want to make edits. and so on and so on. if you’re only participating in an online community for validation or attention i think you might need to take a step back and reevaluate your relationship to it.

my fellow fandom mates you are free to engage with content however you are most comfortable engaging with it. please don’t ever let someone bully or guilt you into thinking there is a right and a wrong way to show your support.

i engage in fandom and share my work when i can because i love it, because it’s fun. some of y’all are here for different reasons i do often fear.

it would do everyone good to remember that behind every blog is a person, here for their own reasons. whether or not those reasons are with good intentions is up in the air.

please don’t forget to be considerate. and to be cool, but not cruel.

[starvingarsyn]

Ok ok ok hear me out (I’m sure it’s been done before but *shrug* )

You’re in a secretive relationship with a certain member of BO ( whether it’s bc you’re the sister of one of the members, work for them, or just like privacy)

Spending your most intimate times in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep.

But unbeknownst you either of you, someone catches on/catches y’all in the act without y’all noticing, and instead of confronting y’all, they play a lil game.

The third party tries to hook y/n up with a friend, but when they object, super sleuth starts to interrogate why they would turn the opportunity down.

Y/N gets all nervous, can’t think of a valid excuse, chokes up, but then the secret bf just says “fuck it” and intervenes basically laying it all out in the table.

Super Sleuth is like “I fuckin knew it” 😏 but the rest of the members/crew are like 😱 “we had no idea but good for y’all, we ship it”

*commence later-on smut*

And then after, everyone is like “ we said we don’t mind y’all being together but that doesn’t mean we wanna hear it”

And then everyone lives happily ever after.

[v0rewhxre]

Punished (Short Noah Smut)

18+ MDNI

A quick short smutty fiction with a very cold dom Noah Sebastian! Don't ask where this idea came from, just know it came to me sksks. I have a lot of requests that I will be working on throughout the day today!

18+ MDNI

CW: [unprotected p in v, m masturbation, power play, wrist grabbing, m dom, cold dom Noah]

I slowly stumbled into the house at 1 am, trying to be quiet because I knew Noah was sleeping upstairs. It was the first night I had gone out without Noah since moving to California. A few of my coworkers chose an LA nightclub to really immerse me into the nightlife culture. Well, I never really drank so I definitely got way more drunk than I expected. I was embarrassed by the amount of noise I was making, but I knew Noah was a very heavy sleeper.

I climbed into bed, immediately pulled in by arms that were waiting for me, and fell asleep despite the room constantly spinning.

When I woke up I had quite the large cock digging into my back and rubbing against me, indicating Noah was ready for our morning sex session. With a slight groan, I was still half asleep, I shimmied my butt backwards arching so I was easily accessible.

In one smooth glide his cock slipped right into my already wet pussy, filling me up and stretching me. But what was supposed to be slow morning sex turned into Noah pushing me onto my stomach. I turned my head and saw a muscular tattooed forearm and felt his hot breath in my ear. His breath was stinky, but I didn't mind. He set a grueling pace, my back and butt arched even more. I could feel his cock slip even deeper which caused my closed eyes to roll into the back of my head.

"Did you miss me last night?" Noah whispered, nibbling on my ear lobe. I let out a breathless moan as his tongue moved down my neck to my shoulder. He knew his tongue was my weakness.

"Not really, I was only gone for four hours," I said slowly, enjoying the enticing bites he left in the crook of my neck.

Suddenly, the bed shifted to my right and my pussy was suddenly empty. My closed eyes now shot open. I clenched around nothing, letting out a frustrated huff as I turned in bed to look at Noah.

"What are you doing?" I whined.

"Well, you said that you didn't miss me so I guess I didn't miss you either," He pouted as the grip around his cock tightened, his pace picking up.

I watched as Noah pleased himself in front of me, his head fell backwards and his mouth was hung open. His tattooed hand expertly moved up and down, with a slight twist and squeeze at the top which I knew he loved. My pussy nearly caved in on itself at the sight. It was from need, but also extreme jealously. I could feel it pooling in my belly, the anger and rage that accompanied it.

"Noah, what are you doing?" I asked trying to grab his cock from his hands.

He grabbed my wrist, keeping my hand away from his cock which was beginning to pulse.

"I thought you didn't need me anymore, y/n," Noah said through gritted teeth. I knew he was getting close, my clit was begging to be touched. I could feel my pussy dripping on the sheets. Instinctively, my other hand moved to touch myself, but Noah dropped his cock and grabbed my other hand before I could relieve myself.

"Noah!" I yelled locking his eyes in a death glare.

He put my hands together and grabbed both in one hand. This mans hands were huge.

He kept my gaze as he went back to pleasing himself. His pace quickened, earning him a few beads of precum to lubricate himself as he continued. His soft breathless moans turned into loud groans, he was getting close. And my pussy was roaring!

Why the hell does he not want to use me?

What the fuck is his problem?

He knew jealously made me horny, I had admitted that to him the day I caught him masturbating in the shower. It made me feel so powerless and insecure and for some reason that turned me on. My therapist said often times people's kinks correlate to trauma's they had experienced. Noah understood that.

"Noah, pl, please," I begged as I began to let out small sobs. Tears had begun streaming down my face. My pussy was so excited that it was painful. I needed some relief soon.

His cock started to bounce and twitch, his orgasm was imminent. At this point, his eyes were closed and no longer on me. He didn't even care. His stomach was quivering, his movements became sloppy, and suddenly I knew it was too late. I had hoped he would have stopped, purposely edging himself but then using me instead. But he was selfish.

"Noah, please no no no," I said as I watched the strings of cum shoot all over his tattooed stomach. He moaned so loud I thought I was going to cum just from the sound. If I wasn't so mad I probably could have. But I was upset with him. I was actually crying now as I watched him milk his cock until there was nothing anymore.

He waited a moment before moving his gaze to me. The expression on his face was cocky, there was no remorse in those eyes from the incident he just pulled. He simply grabbed a t-shirt and wiped himself off, getting up to go about his day.

Before he stepped outside the bedroom door, he turned and said, "If you touch yourself, I will do that again later. If you use your vibrator I will do that every day for the rest of the week, then you'll miss me," He said before walking away leaving me in practically a puddle of my own mess and tears.

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Happy Monday!!!!!

[poppy-in-the-woods]

I think it's okay to feel sad if you were looking forward to seeing them live, but they don't owe anyone putting work before their physical and/or mental health. They're human beings and if they feel like they need to rest, they should absolutely take a break, and none of us have the right to criticise them for it.

[devilandacat]

i keep seeing a bunch of matt dad shit and figured i’d put my two cents in

also these aren’t necessarily “boy things girl things” you can read them however! he’d so teach his girl to play drums and have tea parties with his boy!!

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:··:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·

- he absolutely loudly open mouth dad snores

- grunts and groans when he stands up

- get this man a recliner and he’s never leaving it

- hover your hand over the remote and it’s an automatic “i’m still watching that” before he passes out again

- always helping you out with anything no matter what (dinner, shopping, laundry, dressing your kids/doing their hair, all the cute dad shit!)

- “kiddo”

- you would have to be the “voice of reason” (“you can have one, just don’t tell” as he’s taking one for himself too, but shhh you don’t know that)

- on the topic, he lets them do stuff behind your back (sneaking an extra snack or watching smth a little too inappropriate.. nothing too bad he’s a good dad!!)

- absolutely sobs when you tell him your pregnant or want to adopt (though he tries not to..)

- still sobbing when that little baby arrives (he’s so gentle w them it’s fucking adorable, someone definitely has a picture of him crying while holding them)

- super protective of the two of you

- you and him do that two hand swing while walking

- you’re always finding them taking naps together

he’s absolutely one thousand percent a girl dad and you cannot tell me otherwise !!

- “little lady” in any situation

- when he’s trying to dress her for the day she always ends up looking like a tiny him (xs mens lotr shirt that’s way too big for her and some extra long jorts)

- he’s horrible at doing hair but still tries which results in very uneven lopsided bun/pigtail.. things?

- putting her in his big hats that fall in front of her face

- oh so many pictures of her in said hats along with just her in general. if she’s playing dress up, helping you do something in the kitchen, whatever it is he’s taking plenty of pictures

- speaking of dress up.. there are countless times you’ve walked in on him in a teeny little tiara having a tea party with her and some bears

- “hates” (fucking loves it) when she’ll do his makeup or paint his nails

- will forever and always wear bracelets she makes for him (and tries to learn how to make them)

now if he did have a boy though..

- spitting image of him.

- like your kid looks exactly like him and wants to be just like dad

- he grows his hair out, starts asking to wear big shirts and hats, grows a big interest in drums..

- and matt would put big ol’ headphones on your kid and hoist him up on his lap to teach him how to play them (sobbing)

- also turning him into a ‘mini matt’ by putting this little guy into big graphic tees and shorts

- always roughhousing when he’s older, to the point where you make them go outside

- “hey big guy”

- would never say it but if he gets into lotr he could not be happier (if you’re there too you can see a smile on his face the entire time)

- he looks like he’d pull your kid under his arm and do that hair ruffle thing

[neverknoah]

Nicholas has a thing for seeing you in dainty, traditionally feminine clothes, especially sun dresses. With the days warming up, he's excited that you'll start wearing cute little sundresses again.

He loves the way they flare out around your waist, and the skirt bellows in the wind when the two of you are out walking around town. He thinks you look absolutely ethereal. Like an angel sent straight from heaven. He doesn't know how he got so lucky.

He also loves how his dark tattoos pop off your pastel and light-colored dresses. When his arms are wrapped around your waist from behind, chin resting on your shoulder, as the two of you wait in line for coffee, he's admiring how the tattoos adorning his hands and arms contrast against your dress.

[bspeaks]

wow i actually cant stop thinking about him

[thecoyotescry]

Just a thought!

Waking up later than normal on a Saturday morning and hearing muffled voices in the other room. You smile to yourself, because you know your boys are up and waiting (impatiently) for you to come join them. You walk out of the room to find Noah and baby boy (who’s the spitting image of Noah, as previously established) sitting on the couch eating bowls of cereal together. Both are cross-legged with matching bed head and identical smiles and giggles as they watch the cartoons/anime on the tv. You can tell they’ve only been up a short amount of time, due to the soft sleepiness in their eyes. And your heart grows about 7 sizes because these are your boys, and nobody else gets to see big, buff, tatted, “I’m the fucking king,” Noah like this; so sweet and calm and domestic. It’s only for you! 🥺😩

Anyway, happy Saturday, gang! 🤭

[stardustsirenmelody]

Noah is definitely the type to have hair ties(?) and hair claws on hand. It's an old habit from when his hair was super long. At first you would think he would just have them on hand for his long haired band and crew members but it wouldn't take you long for the over thinking to start kicking in. "Maybe he has a girlfriend? No, there's no way he's a cheater like that."

Noah would notice you over thinking before pulling up an old picture and leaning over to say, "My hair was longer then any of them before I cut it off."

[arkiliastuff]

So can we talk about Nicholas wearing his trench coat and how MAGNIFICIENT HE IS ??! 😳🔥 He should wear it more often... He looks so hot in it ???!!! Like it suits him so well ???! The jedi vibe here ?? UGH 😩😳🙏🔥 HELP me I'm dying I'm having thoughts.

[concreteburialplot]

You think I'm sellin' out? 'Cause all I know I'm sellin' out Are shows that give me all the adoration I demand

I don't hide what I am, I know exactly who I am I am an entertainer who's above where he began

Come one, come all Where the creatures of the dark gather answering the call

For a show that knocks the baddest And the meanest off their feet

For a show that keeps them coming back here Every single night

For a show that's gonna make the masses Scream, and shriek, and shout

They'll hang on to every fucking word There's never any doubt

Rebuilt, reborn From the fires of the scorned

I don't let the scars define me, They're the badges I adorn

What we had is dead and buried I don't let it keep me down

'Cause now I am the ringleader And you're the clown

-The Ringleader // PARANOiD DJ

[valiantroeagleangel]

Random Nicholas thought

NSFW

You slowly opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue, your erratic breathing fanning on his thighs as you looked at the man above you with doe eyes.

"Oh, look at you, sweetheart." One of his hands came to cup your cheek, forcing you to stand up on your knees. His voice was smooth, like a pleasant music mesmerizing you but you didn't answer him, you didn't even move or swallow the spit that started to congregate on the tip of your tongue and threatened to fall on his shoes.

His thumb gently brushed the top of your cheek and you unconsciously leaned for his touch, your eyes fluttering closed in the movement. His hand was hot, soothing, contrasting with the way your knees were hurting from the cold concrete ground. Supporting your own weight began to be painful and you knew your knees would be bruised or at least red tomorrow morning, little rocks stabbing straight into your thin skin, but that didn't matter either. No, nothing mattered except for Nicholas' touch. Except for the way his body was towering over you and how you were ready to do anything he would ask for.

"Will you behave for me?" He calmly demanded, his voice as low as always and you opened back your eyes. He stared at you, waiting for your response until you nodded, finally closing your mouth to swallow but he commanded "Tongue." and you let your muscle out again.

"Good girl." His hand eventually left your cheek, making you miss the way his large palm was embracing it and the heat of it. "You're always so lovely for me." 

In their way his fingers raised your chin, forcing you to straighten yourself even more. Your knees moved on the cement to the point where it was too painful for you to resist. You tried to shift positions but you failed, your hands landing on both of his thighs for support as you fell forward. Your lips still parted, some spit fell on the tip of his shoe, leaving a blot on it. Nicholas' eyes slowly looked down to his feet and you started to squirm. The grip you had on his thighs tightened and you attempted to distract his attention. Cautiously, you moved your hands higher, high enough to reach his crotch.

"So eager to the point you're drooling pretty girl?"

You wanted to tell him that it had nothing to do with it, that it was just a natural reaction, that it was gravity. Your tongue was stuck out, obviously spit was about to fall. But god you were so aroused that you were actually producing way more saliva than needed. You wanted him and you couldn't help it. You were drooling at him, at the taste of him. Your core was aching to the point you swore you could hear your heartbeat in it.

He didn't break the eye contact, how could his eyes leave you alone when he had you displayed on your knees, eager for his cock, eager for everything he could give you?

Still in silence, your hands reached his belt, unbuckling it quickly. With the same frenzy, you undid his button and zipper. The closer you were to your aim the messier your actions were. You didn’t want to wait more, he had you waiting for so long now. His pants unzipped, you lowered them on his knees.

In a disobedient way, you closed your mouth before attaching it to his skin. You peppered kisses from his upper thighs to his covered crotch, ignoring the wet patch that was already shown on the fabric to replace it with yours. You trailed your tongue on it, licking it from the bottom to the top. You peeked at him through your lashes, meeting his serious gaze and you felt the muscles of his thighs tense under your hands. He didn't say anything, he only tangled one of his hands in your hair, supporting your head on him. If you weren’t already on your knees this would have you fallen to the floor, your legs weak underneath you. It was hard enough to stay in that position, you didn’t need him to play with your heart nor with your strength. 

In less time than you need to say it you had his boxer joining his pants, freeing his cock from the painful restrain he was tugged in. It was the same as usual but that wasn’t enough to stop you from being amazed. 

You heard him sigh loudly, his head thrown back.

"Nicholas." You called him in a soft tone to gain his attention back and when he finally looked at you, you stuck out your tongue for the third time that night. Letting him get what started all of this.

"You're so obedient." He praised you as he grabbed his cock with one hand, putting it on your tongue. You moaned at the weight of it, your eyes shutting closed once again. "Shit." Your lips surrounded his whole length and he gently pushed himself inside your mouth.

He was always so delicate. Even when he was doing the nastiest thing to you he always had a pure and caring way of doing them. Maybe he was thrusting between your lips, basically fucking your mouth, but he had such an elegance that he looked ethereal. And the only thing you were able to do was to take it, staring at him as you enjoyed how beautiful he was.

Nicholas was losing himself in praises, the grip he had on your hair became firmer, holding your head in the right place for him as he restlessly fucked into your mouth, appreciating how hot and wet it was. You tried to swallow, closing your throat on his tip and he groaned, praising you even more.

"Jesus Christ sweetheart." You loved when he swore to the gods. It was making you feel more important for a strange reason. And when he finally came, releasing himself in your mouth without any kind of hesitation you moaned back at him, taking what he was giving you. Without letting you time to swallow he urgently lowered himself, kissing you needily.

You wanted to back up, to tell him that it was gross but his hands immediately came to your face, holding it tenderly as he kissed you, tongue fighting against yours, mixing his cum with his own spit. It really was fucking disgusting, but that didn't stop him from doing it. He loved that, he loved tasting himself on your lips, knowing that he actually had the right to own your mouth. It was his, you were his.

His good little girl. 

I saw a TikTok of Nicholas playing the bass in slow motion and my brain short-circuited so I wrote that nasty drabble. This is short, this is fast written and this is free from shame. And I'm just "MWAH 😔🫶".

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[starvingarsyn]

Help! I can’t find that video of Nicky laying on the floor while a phone is ringing, then he picks a banana up and answers it like “hullo?”