idk what to name this tbh so hiiiiiiiiiiFor once, I know happinessidk what to name this tbh so hiiiiiiiiii by Hudsonwinchester
Not happiness of my own, no
But the happiness when everything is just fine
The happiness of 3 am talks and staring at the stars
The happiness when you know life is going to turn out okay
The happiness of someone good being in your life
Because he is my savior
The one who notices my bad behavior
Who will point it out and let me cry
Just as I was getting ready to die
The one who makes me smile
When I'm in the bathroom holding the file
Against my skin as I prepare to sin
The pain I put upon my my wrists in pairs,
He tells me that we can share
The pain that I feel
And he starts to turn the wheel
Of my heart
Just as I was ready to part
And I may not be out yet
I still want to die everyday
I still want to cry and relapse everyday
But he allows me to wake up in the morning
Allows me to be happy
Gives me a reason to carry on
Gives me a reason to live
Piercings And Joints Chekov x Male!ReaderIt had been a week since Chekov came home from The Enterprise. I look down at his head in my lap and I smile to myself, and I gentle pet his hair. He may be gone for years at a time but I was willing to wait. It's not like he could chose when he came home or not. I just kept myself available for the entirety of his home stay. I took a month off work for him. He was something else, I suppose.Piercings And Joints Chekov x Male!Reader by Hudsonwinchester
"So did it hurt?" He asked, passing me the pipe. I took a deep inhale and exhaled, the smoke gathering around my face for a minute.
"Not too bad." I wiggle the industrial piercing around in my ear and I laughed. "It was a solid 30 seconds of pain, but not really bad pain. Just like..a 6 out of 10 type pain. Enough to make me clench my teeth and hiss but not enough for tears or screaming." He nods, holding his hand out. I hand the pipe back and he takes a long drag from it. The apartment had begun to smell, and ever since Chekov moved in with me, we had started associating the smell of weed as
The New Kid Part 3 Danny Avidan x Male!Punk!ReaderIt had been a whole week since Arin had asked me to fill in for Kevin. I had fallen into the cast pretty well, if I did say so myself. I'd come in at 10, once everyone was there, I'd sit around for a while, since a lot of them were still recording, do some odd jobs, maybe take a walk around, and then I'd start editing a little bit after lunch. I had my headphones in as I came in a littler earlier than normal, I had nothing else to do, and I started dancing around. It was about 8 in the morning. I wasn't really a late sleeper.The New Kid Part 3 Danny Avidan x Male!Punk!Reader by Hudsonwinchester
I walked down the hall to my leather couch that I had claimed as my own and I saw it. The perfect spot. A huge, gigantic, bean bag chair. My eyes went wide. I had to sit in it. I had to. It was destiny. I walked over and looked at it. It could hold probably 3 people! I jumped onto it and landed with a soft crunch, and I tucked my feet under myself, and rolled onto my side. I was more tired than I thought I was. I closed my eyes, deciding to take a short nap
Old Leg New Memories Tony Stark x Child!ReaderI look around the room, machines beeping everywhere. I stick my bottom lip out a little bit and I sniffle. I was only 10. Why did this have to happen. One of the nurses brought me a comic book a little while ago, and I picked it up and sifted through it. I told everyone I saw that Iron Man had saved me, but no one believed me. I was just a little kid in a problem with an imagination, they told me. One nurse told me "Really? That's awesome!" But I think she didn't believe me anyway. I curl up on my side, and rub my thigh. I went to grab my foot that hurt, but it wasn't there. The doctor told me that would happen. My foot would hurt even though it was no longer there. The building crushed everything below my knee, so now all I had was 3/4 of my upper leg. Iron man got me out, I know he did. But I didn't know how to prove it.Old Leg New Memories Tony Stark x Child!Reader by Hudsonwinchester
"(Y/N)?" I look up. "I'm Dr. Potash."
"Where's my mommy?" I ask. "Where's daddy?"
"Well, we're still fixing them. I know they're in good hands, though. They'll be ju
Male cougar? Steve x Bi!readerSteve x Bi!reader
Sorry, I couldn't help my self, here's how you look: rainbow hair, angel bites and nose piercing, and and a tattoo of your choice. Your right eye is green, while your left eye is brown.
"Hey Nat." You asked tentatively to your friend, while draping your legs across hers.
"Yes, (Y/N)?" She asked cautiously.
"Is there a name for a male cougar?" You asked.
"A male cougar? Isn't is just a boy cougar?" She replied, confused.
"No, not the animal. You know, like when a some calls a woman a cougar because she likes younger men. Is there a guy version of that?" You explained.
"Hmm. No. I don't think so. Why?"
"Because I think Steve may have a crush on me. The only problem, is that he thinks I'm gay because I went out with that chick. Remember Amber?"
"Oh yea. Her." She hissed.
"Oh god, we're you going to kill her, then forget about it, and now that I've reminded you, your going to kill her?" You started to worry. Amber did cheat on you after all. But you thought that public hu
the morning after. enterprise x readerThe morning after****
You woke up with a slight headache. "Oh, last night was epic. We need to do that again" you turned to your boyfriend, who got his ass kicked in a drinking contest last night, groaned. "Definitely not. Ve are not doing zat ever again" he mumbled into your neck. You laughed, pavel chekov, who had never lost a drinking contest, got his little Russian ass kicked at it. "Oh, come on chekov, it wasn't that bad!"
"Da! It vas!! My head is pounding! Zat never happens!"
"Fine, we'll wait awhile before we do it again"
"Da" you got out of bed, and put on your uniform, and headed down to the bridge. Kirk, spock, sulu, uhura, McCoy, and Scotty were all sitting there. Well, more sitting with there heads down and groaning.
"Sup everyone?" You ask cheerfully.
"I'm sorry, darlin, but how are you in the mood you are, when you drank more than any of us?" McCoy mumbled, his southern accent seeping through.
"Because, even though I'm chekov's age, I can handle my liquor"
Him/He/His pronouns please!!!
I am a student writer, I guess I'll write a bunch of short stories and try to publish them one day. I am most definitely a punk, and I listen to the music you would think. Metalcore, Death Metal, punk rock, Pop Punk, good old fashioned rock and roll, etc. Anything loud. And a bit of alternative. I am pansexual, and I like to say I'm gender deviant, so if you gonna hate, go somewhere else. Drop a comment and say hello, I get bored! So...yeah. nice meeting you.