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Hozier Wrote This Better But Y'all Are Stuck With Me by midwesttrucker
Fandoms: X-Men - All Media Types
19 Sep 2024
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“Kurt. You’re sure about this?” For the first time in a long time Kurt was seeing him look unsure. It was even a rare sight when they were together but this was something else. Something else even he, himself, wasn’t sure about and he’s sure the other man knew this. He nodded anyway, it was stupid to throw so many things away for carnal desire. But as the Angel, his angel, dove back into ravishing him, it sounded like a better idea.
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Pickles laid there for he doesn’t know how long. Eyes closed listening to Murderface's heart beating. The conditions were perfect. Yet he couldn’t sleep, he had been trying for about an hour before Murderface walked in. He patted the bed behind him, trying to find his phone. He grabbed it and flipped it open. 2:50. He’s never felt more suicidal. Maybe he wasn’t drunk enough or maybe it was him throwing it all up not even a couple hours ago. He knows they don’t have anything and his bathroom stash is running low. All his money is going towards rent and you can only score so many free drinks off of prospective hook-ups and kind bar-goers. He sighs heavily, knowing this is going to be a long night. He tosses the phone behind him hearing it hit the floor.
“Hey, Murderface, what’s this one about?” Pickles thinks he should be doing something more productive like working on the album or even going out to see if he can score anything but Murderface’s chest is comfy.
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- Part 2 of My MTL Shit (working title)
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"Why'd you leave?" Birdie whispered into the slightly smoky air. They had stopped smoking a few minutes ago. Birdie was lying on his lap, fiddling with loose strands from his ripped jeans. They watched their fingers dance across his knees, thinking about the question. It was a split-second decision to ask Xiwen. He had left after what happened with Haven. It affected everyone, but he couldn't go on ignoring it like everyone else could, so he went to New York. He decided to go to some college, and here they are now. He's got some useless degree and 10 times more baggage. And he's got his high school crush laid across his legs, asking him questions he only thinks about half-awake on lonely nights.
Or I only really know how to write angst
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They fuck nasty in a van.
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- Part 1 of My MTL Shit (working title)
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