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You are now trapped in the last movie you watched with the last person you texted. How’s it going?

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using your slightly younger friend as a hip youngster dictionary >>>>>

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the whole crew is here! i finally made a ref sheet for all of them

individual height + age headcanons, color palletes and eye shapes below :-]

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Recently I was trying to figure out how I fell for a prick like Jimmy until I remembered someone today.....

I USED TO LOVE THIS LOSER SO MUCH DESPITE IN GAME CHARACTERS HATING HIS GUTS AS WELL AS SOME PORTION OF THE FANDOM 😩😩😩😩💗💗💗💗

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ug short makeout with jimmy thing idont know i have to be up early tomorrow but i HAD to spend an hour writing this or else 👍👍👍

cw short mention of past heroin use, reader has a tit but really you can choose what that means to you either way

Jimmy feels like a teenager again. Well, not like he ever found himself in this kind of situation as a teenager - he was too scrawny back then, poor and undernourished in his thrift shop clothes, and his burgeoning mental illness universally marked him as the schoolyard pariah, hadn’t yet matured into the desirable, hypnotic flame that all the most damaged moths were dying to burn themselves up in - but it feels just like how he remembers imagining it in those years before he smothered such tender hopes.

It was soft and spontaneous, the way you had come together in the night. This, too, was new to him; going to sleep with someone in the bed next to him, not precluded by sex, you just crawled under the covers next to him and turned out the light. Yet still, as if you couldn’t resist, drawn together by magnetism, you turned over and brushed your fingertips over the skin of his arm, and he obliged to draw into your embrace. It was desperately intimate but he could feel from the beginning that it wasn’t charged with that brimming tension. Yeah, you wanted to cuddle him, to hold him, to caress him just for the sake of it -

That’s how he finds himself in this moment, an eternity he’s lived in the spam of fifteen minutes with his mouth on yours. This is making out, like first time lovers in the dark, had he ever loved anyone like this before anyways? “This is great. This is so great,” he thinks when words find their way out of the fog. The sound of your mouths smacking wet as lips roll over each other, as he sucks the supple flesh of your bottom lip, your nails in his hair sending a scintillating frisson down his spine. His hand found its way to your tit a while ago, but he’s really just squeezing it slow and gentle to feel the pleasing give of your flesh. Your leg locks around his as he rolls to press his weight into you. It’s like a challenge, how close can you put your bodies together without fucking? Though it’s almost orgasmic as it is, hazy and heady, heart-fucking like he’s losing his virginity for the first time all over again

Yes, it’s real, its love leaching into him through the points where your skin meets his and thrumming live in his veins, in between every synapse in his brain. You were the best drug he’d had since the last time heroin’s velvet smooth liquid love and peace graced his bloodstream. And kissing you wouldn’t make him lose his money and his job and all his weight and his freedom, too. He could get used to this. Yes, he could get really, really used to this indeed.

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two mimir 💤

Reference

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He bitey...

@current-hyperfixation hey i hope u dont mind the tag bahah im sorry i couldnt resist drawing this!!

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CW: blood, slight gore, possible disturbing imagery

Ever-present absence

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need him doing something terrible and violent and feeling sick with himself after