odetolaneboy

[odetolaneboy]

ophelia but make it the best waterbender

[odetolaneboy]

Thinking about how Suki risked Appa never trusting her again just to get him to safety

[odetolaneboy]

TOUCH [ZUKO X READER]

Even though Zuko was a fire bender, he often found himself feeling cold. It seemed like a constant chill was in his very bones. No amount of fire could warm him.

As a child, Zuko loved to be close to people. To his mother in particular. To feel the warmth of someone’s skin against his. The way his mother used to pull him into his side and let him nuzzle into her.

Zuko used to hug everyone who would let him. Hold his mother’s hand whenever he could. Even Asula, who had only ever been cruel to him. He leaned against people, nuzzled into their skin. Shared in their warmth.

Touch meant warmth.

But then his father scarred half his face and in that moment, all he felt was heat. Suddenly, he didn’t like the warmth anymore.

Suddenly anyone touching him was like flames burning his very soul. The cold was still there. He would always be cold. But he could take that. He couldn’t take the heat.

All of a sudden, the boy that once reveled in human touch now flinched away from it.

He stayed that way for years. Despite how desperately he wanted to touch people, to feel that warmth encapsulate him, whenever someone did all he felt was heat. Shivering became commonplace for him. No ammount of blankets helped and there was no way he’d ever light the fireplace in his quarters.

Even when he joined team Avatar, he still refused to be touched anymore than necessary. That was, until he got to know you.

You always stood out on the team. A powerful and very smart bender, yet you were not cautious around him. You weren’t hostile towards him. In fact, you seemed very relaxed around him.

You made no jokes about his scar or comments about when he’d betray them. You simply let him be. He couldn’t understand it. Everyone else merely tolerated him, but you seemed happy he was there?

Somehow, the two of you understood each other. You understood each other way before you actaully became close. You just... got each other. You knew instinctively what the tightening in Zuko’s shoulders meant he understood when you gripped your weapon for no apparent reason.

You became close to one another at night. The two of you would be on watch together. And so you’d sit next to each other, a little further away from the camp in comfortable silence.

Soon the silence turned to talking. You discovered that Zuko was actaully funny. He was animated when talking about what he was passionate about and there was far more to him than just a seerly attitude and a hunger for honor.

Not once, throughout weeks of being on watch together, did you ever touch him. In fact, you were the only one in team avatar who hadn’t accidentally brushed against him or tried to pull him into a team hug. You even stood up for him when he refused to be in team hugs.

The first time you did touch him was the day all of you were walking through a fire nation city and stumbled apon a general giving a speech to the people of the town.

You all decided it would be a good idea to listen. But you could tell Zuko was anxious. He looked unsteady and honestly scared. So, you simply held your hand out in front of him. You knew better than to simply hold his hand. But you gave him the option.

He looked down, looked back up at you and then clasped your hand so tight you thought it might break. But you squeezed back just as hard. And that was how the two of you stood, holding hands as tightly as you could in the crowd.

You didn’t bring it up again, never questioned him or anything. But whenever it was clear he needed support, you simply offered his hand. Soon, he began slipping his hand into yours. Seeking out that comfort.

For the first time since his father burned him, he felt that warmth again. He was terrified. He had spent so long actively avoiding touch that now he didn’t know what to do when he found himself seeking it out again. Ever single time he slipped his hand into yours, there was a moment where he was terrified you’d pull away.

The cold still nagged him. He could never escape it. But when you held his hand, even when you didn’t even acknowledge it was happening, the cold started to fade a little. And that was the most terrifying thing of all.

Slowly but surely, you started to sit closer together when on watch. Soon you were leaning against each other. You were the one who made the move to rest your head on his shoulder. Nuzzle into his neck as he spoke about something his uncle used to do.

He froze. He couldn’t remember the last time someone did that. You instantly jerked away from him. You thought that you had overstepped the line.

In reality, you had done the opposite of that. You had made Zuko feel warm again. Well and truly warm. And then you ripped it all away when you moved away from him.

He curled up into himself. Thinking that you had finally pulled away from him. The cold was back. It was so intense that he couldn’t help but start shivering. He wanted to run. Run far far away and never come back. He never wanted touch again.

But then he heard you apologizing. Asking if you overstepped, saying that you knew he didn’t like being touched but you thought he wouldn’t mind. It took his mind a few seconds to process that you did want to touch him. That you thought you had done something wrong.

Before he could even think about it, he launched himself at you. Wrapping his arms tightly around you and sending you falling onto your back. He curled up on your chest and nuzzled into your throat. Like he was trying to melt into you.

Instantly you wrapped your arms around him. You ran a hand up and down his back while your other hand played with his hair. You heart broke when you felt tears hit your neck. He was crying.

You tried to pull away a little to look at him, but he clung on tighter and mumbled something that sounded like a plea not to let go.

So you didn’t. You held onto him as tight as you could. Tangled your legs together tried to let him get as close to you as possible.

For the first time since he had been burned, Zuko was truely warm again. There was no cold. He felt safe and warm just so comfortable. He wanted to stay this way forever. To never move from this very spot.

He never thought he’d be able to do this. Be able to literally lay on top of someone and feel that warmth again. But there was he was, feeling your hands run through his hair as he cried tears of happiness and relief because finally the warmth was truly back.

From that moment on, you and Zuko became extremely tactile with each other. Leaning against each other while riding on Appa, laying your heads in each other’s laps, unconsciously holding each other’s hands. Of course the rest of the group noticed. How could they not notice that the person who hated to be touching was no practically clinging to someone else.

The only person who ever asked you about it was Toph. She had a special soft spot for Zuko. All you told her was that he was happier now. That was all she needed.

No ones else questioned it. They could clearly see that whatever happened between you and Zuko was for the best.

Whenever you two were on watch together, you were always practically intangled with one another. Often one of you lay in the other’s arms and just stared at the stars.

The first time you kissed, it was like that. Zuko was laying on his back and you were tucked into his side, happily drawing shapes on his chest. You made eye contact and suddenly you couldn��t ignore the chemistry between you.

When you kissed him, he cried. He cried because for he first time in his life, he felt truly loved. He didn’t know it was possible to feel that warmth on his lips but you proved him wrong.

It became clear that Zuko was actaully a very tactile person. He loved being able to wrap his arms around your waist or throw his legs over yours.

Soon he became closer with the rest of the group as well. But it was always different with you.

Your relationship was centered around touch. Around the thing that used to make him feel terrible. Now, he loved it again.

It took him a few weeks to realize, but the cold had gone.

[odetolaneboy]

does anyone still care ab this account 👁👄👁

[odetolaneboy]

I care ab his account so much!! Please don’t restart, you have such a good account right now!💖 all my love to you

aw thank you!! i’m trying to get back into writing but with barely any new tøp content it’s just hard and i feel unmotivated as fuuuuck, but this really means a lot!! i love you

[odetolaneboy]

hi

sorry does anyone care about this account anymore lmao?? i wanna restart but i’m scared no one will read my content and i’m a leo and i thrive off attention 😩😩 whip nae nae

[odetolaneboy]

Hi

Hey

So… I suck. I completely forgot about this account. I had such a busy year (got my license, started TWO new jobs, quit one of them, started arranging to move, etc.). And I forgot about my promise for a giveaway.

So. With that being said, YES I HIT 1K FOLLOWERS AND HOLY SHIT THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I AHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY NUTS. i also have no rules or prizes or even an idea for a giveaway started. so. gimme some time and i’ll let y’all know when i have one planned.

thank y’all for beig patient and for following me!!!!!! love you all andi promise i’ll try to write something soon ;))))))

[odetolaneboy]

WRITING PROMPTS

WRITING PROMPTS FOR DAYS Feel free to request any of these for any character.

1. “Do you want me to leave?” 2. “I swear it won’t happen again.” 3. “I’m not jealous.” 4. “You can’t keep doing this.” 5. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?” 6. “You can’t die. Please don’t die.” 7. “You did what?!” 8. “Were you ever going to tell me?” 9. “Don’t ask me that.” 10. “I might have had a few shots.” 11. “What’s with the box?” 12. “Say it!” 13. “I could kiss you right now!” 14. “Are you done with that?” 15. “Are you still awake…?” 16. “Excuse you?” 17. “This is all your fault!” 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.” 19. “I could kill you right now!” 20. “Just admit I’m right.” 21. “That doesn’t even make sense.” 22. “That’s irrational.” 23. “Just pretend to be my date.” 24. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?” 25. “When you love someone, you don’t just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!” 26. “I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.” 27. “I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.” 28. “That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.” 29. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.” 30. “Can I sit here? The other tables are full.” 31. “You weren’t supposed to laugh!” 32. “This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.” 33. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” 34. “These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.” 35. “Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.” 36. “Did I say that out loud?” 37. “Do you think they could have loved me?” 38. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” 39. “How long have you been standing there?” 40. “Have I ever lied to you?” 41. “Have you lost your fucking mind?” 42. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.” 43. “I am not losing you again!” 44. “I don’t know why I’m crying.” 45. “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” 46. “I just need to be alone right now.” 47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.” 48. “I made a mistake.” 49. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.” 50. “I need you to forgive me.” 51. “I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.” 52. “I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.” 53. “I’m flirting with you.” 54. “I’m not good enough for you.” 55. “I fell in love with my best friend.” 56. “I’m sorry, what? I keep getting lost in your eyes.” 57. “I’m up to the challenge.” 58. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the day I first met you.” 59. “I’m yours.” 60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.” 61. “If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!” 62. “It’s okay to cry…” 63. “What do you mean? It’s exciting!” 64. “Talk to me.” 65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?” 66. “Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.” 67. “Oh my god! You’re in love with them!” 68. “Well, this is where I live.” 69. “We finish it the same way we started—together.” 70. “What are you afraid of?” 71. “You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me.” 72. “You deserve so much better.” 73. “You don’t have to stay.” 74. “You don’t know you the way I do.” 75. “You fainted, straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” 76. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” 77. “You shouldn’t have even been there!” 78. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” 79. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.” 80. “Teach me?” 81. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?” 82. “Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.” 83. “Just once.” 84. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.” 85. “It’s not what it looks like.” 86. “I got you a present.” 87. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!” 88. “See, now, what that so bad?”.” 89. “You’re the best part of me.” 90. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.” 91. “Can I hold your hand?” 92. “Let’s move in together.” 93. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.” 94. “What time is it?” 95. “Just wait a second.” 96. “Here, let me.” 97. “You’re so cute when you pout like that.” 98. “Hold me back!’ 99. “I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!” 100. “I adore you.”

[odetolaneboy]

so, to be blunt, the clique sucks. not all of you, no, but a majority of the clique sucks. a lot of us lack respect, not only for tyler and josh, but for other artists, bands, and their fanbase, such as melanie martinez and the crybabies. (the melanie hate was very very strong on the clique amino app)

i know i’m not being any better than they are now, by ranting about all this, but i NEED to get it off my chest.

let’s start off with the whole fake fan thing. there is no such thing as a ‘fake fan’! only NEW fans! if you meet someone who only knows the radio hits, introduce them to more songs! back when i first got into tøp, i bought a blurryface shirt with lane boy lyrics on it, despite only listening to the song a few times and i hadn’t memorized EVERY word. i wore it to church one night and a clique member ran up to me and busted out rapping the whole song and i got pretty freaked out! i told her that i’d only listened to the song maybe three times and she rolled her eyes, called me a fake fan, and left me alone with my little emo eyeliner and my little emo self. it hurt me, because she was degrading me in the fanbase for not knowing all the words to lane boy.

next let’s talk about faking suicide. that’s OBVIOUSLY not okay. suicide is a very, very serious thing that shouldn’t be joked about. i see it happen within the clique all the time, both real suicides and fake, and both hurt me very badly. but in different ways. do you realize how many people you’re hurting by faking your own death, all for attention? tyler isn’t going to write a song about you, you know, because you “died”.

now the address leaking, ah, the address leaking. that’s tyler and jenna’s personal life and their privacy. they had JUST moved into this new house! they must have felt so unsafe in their own home, which is supposed to be a place of comfort and protection from all you crazy, rabid fans trying to rip his clothes and steal his shoes. how safe would you feel if someone leaked your address online for the whole world to see?

next we have the crashed wedding. that whole thing was so, so disrespectful. that was josh’s friend’s wedding. if you were famous, and went to your friend’s big special day, and a fan decided to break in in the middle of it just to get a picture with you, would you feel annoyed or upset? because in the picture the girls took with him, josh looked pretty pissed. and josh has the right to say “no” to anybody who wants a picture with him. he doesn’t have to do whatever you say, your wish isn’t his command, and that goes for tyler too. ever wonder why they walk fast in public, and why tyler started hearing hoods and baseball caps to cover his face lately? to hide from us.

the crap with the crybabies. it’s nuts. y'all are making nasty comments about melanie’s appearance, and personally, i think mel is a very beautiful young woman. the real ugly people are the ones who made fun of her and her fans, they’re ugly on the inside. it isn’t right. i know that you would all feel awful if someone told you that your tooth gap was the 8th wonder of the world or made rude comments on your eyebrows. mel is a human being, and so are all of her fans, so start treating them with respect. because EVERY human deserves respect.

i understand why the clique is so hated. we’re mostly made up of awful people. i feel bad for tyler and josh because they deserve better fans than us. they deserve respectful, thoughtful people that wait patiently for new music instead of rabid, rude kids who spam their social media accounts, pretty much harassing them and pressuring them into releasing new music, commenting “i love you” constantly on their posts, and invading their personal lives and their privacy.

that’s it. that’s all i have to say. the clique sucks and i’m pretty ashamed that i even called myself a clique member. until you all clean up your act, i’m not one of you. i’m not a part of the clique anymore, i’m simply someone who listens to tøp. i’m just a fan. i refuse to identify as part of this madhouse called the skeleton clique. feel free to rb and rant about it yourself. i’m done

[odetolaneboy]

imagine

“can you do a fic where the reader and Tyler are best friends who like each other but don't know and one day they're just like chilling on his roof  at 3 am and talking then suddenly he accidentally confessess and you can take it from there?”

requested by anon!

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Tyler wrapped his lips around the opening of the vodka bottle and raised it, taking a sip. He grimaced as he pulled away and passed the bottle to me, smirking.

“It’s not the best, but it’s something,” he offered, and I laughed, raising the bottle to my lips. When I pulled it away, I caught him staring at the side of my face. “How’re you doing?” he asked me, and I shrugged, scoffing.

“Best as I could be,” I murmured, taking another sip. I set the bottle between my thighs, “Derek is still trying to talk to me. Dunno why, I blocked him on everything and he’s still finding ways to talk to me.”

“Fuck Derek,” Tyler scoffed, and I giggled. 

“Y’know, guys are idiots,” I slur, smiling a bit. Tyler gasps. “It’s true! They always are so fucking confusing, and when you think they care, bam! They hit you with the fact they were always using you, or they’re too oblivious to notice you like them. They’re just... inconsiderate.” Tyler stayed silent. I sighed, throwing my head back and lying down on the rooftop, “I don’t know any guy I’ve dated that hasn’t used me in any way.”

“You’ll just have to find someone who will treat you right, y/n. You will eventually,” Tyler whispers. I scoff, my eyes suddenly burning with hot tears.

“Yeah, right,” I say, my voice wobbly. I sniff and wipe my face with my sleeve. “What decent guy would ever look my way? I swear I’ve got fucking ‘Doormat’ written across my chest.”

“Y/N-”

“Face it. I’ll never find a guy who genuinely likes me, it’s just not meant for me,” I say, my lip wobbling. I sniff again and groan, wiping more tears away. “Gah, look at me, I’m a mess.”

“No, you’re not,” Tyler says, reaching over and side hugging me. I lean my head on his shoulder, “Some guys are just too blind to see how great you are.” 

“You think so?” I whisper, and he laughs.

“I know so,” he whispers back. He rubs my shoulder and places his chin on my head.

“Maybe I’ll just have to date you,” I say, then snort. He tenses slightly, but then relaxes, so I continue, “I mean, I’ve known you forever and you’ve never once asked me for anything, not even money or food. I don’t think you have a mean bone in your body, Tyler Joseph.” we sit in silence for a minute.

“Okay,” he says, smiling down at me. I look at him, confused, a playful smile on my lips.

“Okay what?”

“Okay, let’s date,” he says. I stay silent, before bursting out laughing.

“Tyler, I was only kidding,” I say, smiling.

“And I’m not,” he says, face still. I stop.

“Tyler, you... you can’t be serious,” I say, my heart racing and tears building up in the back of my eyes.

“Y/N, I like you.”

“You can’t... I-I... I’m not good for you.”

“I don’t care if you fucking destroy me, it’d be the best thing to ever happen to me,” he says. “I’ve liked you forever.” I blushed under his gaze. He reached up and gently cupped my face in his hands, and rubbed his thumb on my jaw. “And God help me, I never would have had the balls to tell you any other time than tonight. I’ve been keeping this to myself since the 6th god damn grade. And... and maybe it’s the fucking vodka, or maybe it’s just since the stars are out and it’s three o’ clock in the morning and no one can hear me, but now you know that I love you.” he slowly takes his hand from my face, and before he can leave I grab the front of his hoodie and slam my lips onto his.

The kiss is rough and sloppy at first, not from lust but from the desperate need to be closer to each other. Then we find the perfect rhythm and slowly move our lips together. Tyler’s the one to pull away, but only to take a breath, then leans his forehead to mine, a goofy, lopsided smile gracing his face. 

“Okay,” I say, smiling.

“Okay what?” He asks, trying not to laugh, biting his lower lip.

“Okay, I’ll date you.” we both burst into laughter, and spend the rest of the night drinking and star gazing and kissing.

[odetolaneboy]

hello!

hello friends :) i’m here to apologize for the lack of actual imagines lately, i’ve had some majors writers block plus i got wrapped up in a new tv show (bates motel has taken my life, shit). but! someone sent me a request that i’ll be working on, plus i have ideas now and feel actually motivated to write. oh, also, if you have a request, here’s some info! :) :

1) pls send in my ask box! it’s easier for me to keep track of plus it’s easier for all of you to see the prompt, y’know? i haven’t said this before so don’t feel bad at all if you’ve sent me your requests through private messaging, it’s completely on me for not saying anything. and if you’d really rather feel comfortable messaging it to me, please do it! my goal is for everyone here to be comfortable and happy! :)

2) i usually do y/n x j or t and i’d just like to say i will do joshler, jyler, jebby, etc. if you do request it! one of my favorites to write is joshler, so i’d love some requests! i will basically write any ship! (i’m going to put up a panic! and 5sos imagines page, i’ll let y’all know when that’s a thing haha!) :)

3) on the note of writing anything, i do not usually do smut. BUT i will do making out/grinding/teasing/fluffy smut, but no kinky things bc personally that makes me very uncomfortable to write. :,( 

okay now that that’s over! i love you guys so much and want you guys to have someone you feel you can talk to, so here’s my other social medias!

twitter: addictwithagun

snapchat: ehorwin01

ig: emilyyhartmann and hopefully i’ll have a tøp account soon haha 

dm me any time, i know what it’s like to feel alone and i don’t want any of you to feel alone. i will send you cute videos of my dogs over snapchat lol 

also follow my wattpad! addictwitha_gun, i have a tyler fan fic up and i’m working on a beebo and jish one, and then a joshler one.

i love you guys, please let me kno if there’s anything i can do for any of you, thank you for all the reblogs, likes, comments, and follows, it means the fucking world to me that my writing is getting to fucking 900+ people, it blows my mind. i’ve always loved writing, and to finally have people who like my writing makes me so, so, so happy and motivated to write more. you guys are the reason i still write :) i love y’all so much, please stay alive |-/

[odetolaneboy]

ayo

if i made a youtube would any of you guys watch me?? also what should i do lolololol please leave suggestions!! thank you guys ily!!

[odetolaneboy]

WHOA

GUYSS IM AT 900+ FOLLOWERS WTF?? UM?? HI HELLO

also once i hit 1000 i’ll announce giveaway rules/prizes/other stuff and if not enough people enter then i’ll just push it back a little! but yeah! i’m also a lil poor atm so i may have to push back sending the giveaway prizes until i can afford it but my fam’s been having financial issues lately so :/ but my mom said she’s giving me some money soon so hopefully that’s in time for the giveaway! but don’t worry if you win you’ll recieve your prizes for sure i’m not gonna scam you that’s just fucking ugly lol

anyways i didn’t win for tour de columbus and i’m v sad :( if any of y’all have extra codes hmu ;;;;)))););;;)););)););) jkjkjkjk i ain’t pulling anything that’d be mean lol oops

anyways thank you so much and please send requests, follow, reblog, and like! i love you guys so much and thank you for everything!!

[odetolaneboy]

THEY JUST WON A FUCKING GRAMMY IM SHAKING AND CRYING TYLERS SPEECH HAS ME SOBBING I LITERALLY AM IN LOVE WITH THEM THANK U GUYS FOR EVERYTHING YOUVE SAVED MY LIFE SO MANY TIMES IM SO PROUD OF YOU OH MY GOD

[odetolaneboy]

guys!!

hello!! i hit 700+ followers sometime today/last night!! i wanted to thank you guys so much for following me and reading my content and giving me feedback. you guys are the fucking best. so!! i have two huge announcements!!

-first!! i will be starting a YouTube channel!! my first video will be a q+a, so leave me questions on here, tweet me questions (addictwithagun), or dm me on instagram (emilyyhartmann), and i will probably upload the video sometime this month! ask me literally anything, i’m down for whatever y’all

-second!! i am planning a giveaway! you will be able to enter whenever i hit 1,000 followers, and it will end about a month or two after that!! some info about the giveaway:

it will only be open to the U.S. since that’s all I can afford to ship to haha, I live in the states lol

i will be messaging the winner and asking their likes/dislikes and alter the package, so there are no definite prizes yet (it will probably be a shirt from hot topic, a bracelet and a couple of fooditems as well!)

i will let you know when you can enter

do! not! get! mad! if! i! don’t! choose! you! it’s not for personal reasons, it’s just based on who i thought legitimately deserved to win (also do not get mad at the winner, because that’s just fucking unfair)

so, anyways! like this post if you’re at least interested in entering my giveaway, and also don’t forget to leave me questions!! love you guys, thanks for everything!

[odetolaneboy]

IMAGINE

I woke up in his bed, the sunlight hitting the bed and our bare skin with bright patches of yellow light. I looked to my left, and the guy I was currently sleeping with, Josh, was laid out next to me. I checked his clock, and saw it was 7:30. I really needed to pee. I stood and crept to the bathroom, peeing and looking in the mirror, realizing only then that I was only wearing a bra and a pair of gym shorts. I looked around his bathroom and found a sweatshirt that was much too big for me laying on the floor and slipped it on (it smelled like Axe and Downy), fixed my face, then went back out and grabbed my pack of cigarettes from my purse and slipped outside. 

Josh wasn’t my boyfriend. He and I had more of a hook up relationship, although us calling it ‘official’ wouldn’t be so bad. He’s a nice guy, and we were friends before we started sleeping together. I don’t know, we never really talk about it together. I’d want to date him, but we’d just gotten used to this whole friends with benefits thing. I didn’t want to scare him off even more.

I go out into the bitter, cold morning air and sit on the small balcony of his apartment and let a cigarette dangle between my lips as I light it. I inhale, then extract the cig and breathe out slowly, my urge to smoke slowly dimming. I really shouldn’t be doing this, my family has a history of lung cancer, but smoking was the only legal thing that calmed me down (the illegal thing is weed. My state hasn’t legalized it yet, only medical) I finish my first one, then have another. That is, until, I hear a deep, gravelly voice from behind me. 

“Can I have one? I ran out, too lazy to get one right now,” Josh said, walking out, wearing nothing but a pair of black sweatpants. His yellow, curly hair is messy, curls going in every direction. I stood and hand him one, and my lighter, and places the cigarette in his mouth as he stretches. His powerful muscles move under his smooth skin, and I admire how beautiful he is. He shades his face from the sun as he takes the cigarette from his mouth and blows the smoke to the side. He looks me up and down, then stops on my torso.

“Is that my sweatshirt?” He asked. I blushed, struggling to say something. He smiled, letting the cigarette dance between his plump, pink lips as he spoke. “It’s okay, you look hot in it.”

[odetolaneboy]

AHHHH

HEAVYDIRTYSOUL VIDEOHOLY SHIT WEHRGEWJRHWEJRHGEWKRVEWJGREVW IM FUYCKING FLIPPING SHIT RIGHT NOW 

ALSO IF I MADE A YOUTUBE WOULD YALL WATCH IT 

ALSO!! I HAVE A POSTING SCHEDULE NOW!! EVERY FRIDAY, SATURDAY, AND WEDNESDAY NIGHT YEET