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Absolutely living for the recent rise of long haired Latino + their government assigned white boy

I will protect Argyle and Robin with my LIFE

Real

i could not get the image of this out of my head

i hope the next episode is better cuz I CANT. THE WAY THEY ENDED THE EPISODE AAAAAAAAAA

*bruce does something cute or something annoying*

Vance: *CHOMP*

bruce and vance hcs

- vance has cuteness aggression

- vance has an oral fixation/stim where he feels the need to bite things. he’s always chewing on plastic spoons and forks. especially plastic straws

- when vance’s overwhelmed with emotion he needs to bite. when he’s so overwhelmed with bruce and his feelings of love he bites him from

- bruce has bite marks on his arms from vance and his cuteness aggression

- bruce is very sweet but people do annoy him. he has his own personal “burn book” where he lets out the rudest remarks in japanese

- vance has two moms, rose and jane. people often say rude things to him about it, that’s why he gets into so many fights

- bruce is the captain of the debate club. his ability to  persuade others and have them agree with him helps tremendously in his debates

- bruce is taller than vance. vance the epitome of a short, angry person

- bruce’s litte sister, amy, braids vance’s hair whenever she can

- vance is relatively calm but gets annoyed easily. little things set him off. he likes to say he got his firey personality from his mom, rose

- bruce spends his weekends gardening. he has a small flower patch and some fruit trees growing in. he gardens in the free time between school and baseball

- vance loves to bake. whenever he is stressed or bored he bakes. he’s made pies, cookies, cakes, custards, pastries, you name it. it’s also his bonding time with his moms. they all enjoy time in the kitchen

- bruce likes to draw. he spends his time reading comics and copying the art styles, making his own comics for fun

- bruce absolutely loves baseball. he thinks about going pro once he’s older but is doubting it

- bruce is double jointed and it freaks vance out. he can pop his joints out of place and vance screams every time

- vance’s pinball score is one of the things he’s most proud of. it took a wallet of coins to achieve and total concentration. he dragged bruce out early the next morning to show him his score

- bruce fell first but vance fell harder

- bruce plays with vance’s hair to help him relax. he could spend hours like that, totally calm while under bruce’s attention

- vance is like a cat, claws always out for those he hates but comfortable with those he loves.

- vance is a brat and complains when stuff doesn’t go his way. he’s a spoiled only child. he’s always being annoying and bruce constantly tells him to stop being so whiny, that results in vance biting him

- bruce talks shit with amy while she gives him gossip about the lower classmen. it’s their sibling bonding time

- bruce helps patch up vance after his fights, though he prefers to do it alone

- bruce has a baseball collection filled with some of the most impressive signatures. he’s incredibly proud of it

- rose and jane do their best to teach vance to be a respectable boy. vance just happens to get annoyed easily and has a problem with authority

- vance looks eerily similar to both of his moms, it confuses people

- bruce tried to teach vance how to hit a baseball. the day ended with vance breaking the bat and chasing him with it

- bruce loves mint n chip ice cream. he will defend it until his final breath

- they spend their time at the baseball field or with the pinball machine. bruce teaches vance little things about baseball while vance teaches bruce his tricks in pinball

- bruce sleeps over vance’s a lot. he considers rose and jane to be his second parents.

- bruce once compared vance to an entitled house cat. vance pouted and snapped at people the rest of the day

Since no one will do it, I will.

I imagine that Bruce would take care of Vance’s wounds each time he would get in a fight.

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Bruce would be biking home from a great baseball practice and then he would see Vance walking towards him with cuts and bruises on his hands and body. Bruce could see a big bruise on his cheek and bloody cuts on Vance’s hands. Even though Bruce thinks his boyfriend is always handsome, it wasn’t a great sight to see.

V: “. . .”

B: “. . .”

V: “. . . Hey Bruce . . . Soooooo.”

B: *the most tired sigh you’ll ever hear* “C’mon V, let’s patch you up.”

When they get to Bruce’s room, Bruce already had supplies for Vance because of how many times it has happened before. Bruce made Vance sit on his bed while he patched him up and Vance would start to rant to Bruce about the fight he was in and how he beat the shit outta the guy because he bumped into his pinball machine when he was so close to beating his high score. Bruce just listened to his boyfriend talk while cleaning his knuckles that were bloody. He didn’t want to know who’s blood it was though.

Bruce knew his boyfriend was strong. He always heard about what Vance has done over the years and how he get’s arrested almost every time he goes to Grab’n’go . Even with that knowledge, Bruce always worries about him. Always wondering what if he doesn’t win the next one…

V: “Hey Bruce?? You fuckin listening or what??”

B: (Shit, I zoned out)

Bruce looks up at him and sees the confused face his boyfriend makes. He also thinks he sees a bit of worry in that face as well. Bruce sighs as he starts to put the bandage on Vance’s knuckles

B: “Listen, I know you beat him up but…please be more careful.”

V: “I can take care of my damn self. You don’t need to act like a mom or some shit.”

B: “Please be more careful…For me?”

V: “But-“

B: “Please…”

V: “…Fine- I’ll try to be more careful.”

B: “Thank you V.”

Bruce gave Vance a lil peck on the corner of his mouth while he finished patching Vance up.

B: “I rented The Shining and got some more popcorn from the store. We can watch it together while my parents are out?”

V: “I mean, sure. You can hold on to me when you get too scared.~”

Vance puts on a smirk that makes Bruce feel butterflies in his stomach. (Damn he’s beautiful.) Bruce laughs as he got up to make the popcorn.

B: “Of course I would, Babe”

When bruce comes back with the popcorn, they get comfy and started the movie. During the movie, Vance was laying the back of his head on Bruce’s chest while Bruce slowly massaged his head. Vance felt like he needed to say something. Anything at all.

V: “Thank you…”

B: *chuckles* “For what?”

V: “For dealing with a piece of shit like me…”

B: “Well, thank YOU for letting me”

Vance laughs at that just as a jump-scare popped up and Bruce jumped at it, grabbing Vance’s hand out of reflex. Vance grabs back and kissed the top of Bruce’s hand. Bruce gave him a heartwarming smile and went back to watching the movie.

The whole time Vance was thinking to himself

(How could I ever deserve you❤️)

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{ I did it😭• Pls be nice to me since this is my first fic🤞🏾🧍🏾‍♀️}

literal femme fatale.

bar night! i love these guys

real

today I present 🤲

I love this

I love you in every language of the world, but English ( Nikki x Tommy)

A/N: All of this was born from a conversation between me and @witchy-tombstone-smile​ so a big thank you to this person to be my delirious italian partner in crime!

Summary: Nikki can speak Italian, Tommy can speak Greek but they can’t do one thing: say I love you to each other in English! ( plus Vince calling Mick a bruja)

He was a fucking idiot! What was he thinking?

He was drunk! However, that was not the problem, being drunk and alone with Tommy Lee were the issue there. Look he was Nikki Sixx, he built his reputation on being drunk or high, so he wasn’t worry about being wasted per se, neither he was worried about the dumb shit he could have done because he and Tommy were Terror Twins for a reason, not doing weird shit together would have been the issue… he’s referring to the sappy shit he does whenever his defenses are down.

Such things include randomly hugging Tommy, telling him how much of a good friend he is, yanking him off girls to do crazy shits together and his “favorite” telling Tommy sappy stuff in Italian. He has lost count of how many times he used pets name in Italian without the drummer understood it.

However, now it was much worse because they were alone and Tommy looked so fucking beautiful under the stars with his ever present smile and glossy brown eyes, he wasn’t a romantic type but the other guy changed all his prospective, he didn’t even realize he could like a guy before he knew him.

“C’mon Nikki! Tell me something in Italian, pleaseeee!” Tommy slurred, giggling.

Fuck why he was so adorable when he was an absolute walking idiot?

The bassist knew Italian because his father had Italian origins and he hoped that learning it would have meant connecting to him… yeah it was before he discovered he was an asshole.  What a fucking dumbass he was when he was younger! At least he had the opportunity to meet some amazing Italian-American folks while he was a runaway, so jokes on his dad because the chicks really dig dirty talk in another language.

Tommy loved the fact that he was bilingual, well technically so was the drummer, but he thought his Greek was quire rusty, and he constantly nudged him to say something because “you sound so cool mate! I wish I could speak my Greek that smoothly too.”

He looked the drummer into the eyes, he was always so fucking excited for everything and that only made Nikki feeling even more for him, fuck if only he had the cuts to tell him how he really felt. He wasn’t a coward simply he knew he could never be with Tommy without major consequences, however that doesn’t mean it hurt any less.

“Ti amo idiota.(I love you idiot)” The words left his mouth before he could stop them… fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

“Mh… what does that mean?” Tommy asked confused but with his silly drunk smile.

Great now he was panicking because how he was supposed to tell him that he just admitted to be in love with him?

“It means you are an idiot.” It was such a lame answer but hopefully Tommy was too naïve and drunk to care.

“Oh… then ti amo idiota, too Nikki.” Tommy giggled, but Nikki felt his stomach drop. It felt like the universe was taunting him by having his wonderful Tommy saying I love you to him without even knowing it or meaning it!

He started to feel emotional and fuck was not the alcohol supposed to help with that? It was just so fucking unfair that he was in love with the drummer but they could never be together, no holding hands or kissing or any other sappy bullshit.

Tears were forming at the corners of his eyes and he knew he had to go or otherwise he would have shown his vulnerability and he fucking hated that, he needed to drink so he stood up and quickly followed him.

“Ti amo idiota.” He repeated with a laugh and Nikki wanted to fucking die.

He needed a drink. Now!

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Tommy woke up in Nikki’s room. It wasn’t unusual for the Twins to fall asleep in each other’s rooms when they were too drunk to reach their own, so usually one of them would pass out on the floor and now was Tommy’s turn.

He couldn’t help but staring the bassist who was sleeping on the bed, he was head over heels for him but he would never admit it. Sure he was all love all the time but  with Nikki it was different, he meant too much to him to potentially ruin everything by confessing his crush, so instead he was rotting into this unrequited love pain that made him jealous and angry.

Why couldn’t he be just like his parents that fell in love as soon as they met each other? No he had to suffer. They didn’t even speak the same language and they manage to get married meanwhile he knew Nikki for a while now but couldn’t have found the courage to tell him the truth. Sure he wouldn’t give up but he wasn’t sure how long he could still resist.

However, something else was on his mind too, Nikki seemed acting weird all the previous night, especially after he asked to him to say something in Italian. It’s like his eyes dimmed for a moment after he said that to him, could it be because speaking in Italian reminds him of his dad? It didn’t seem like that, there must be something else going on for sure, but what?

Tommy knew a thing or two about using another language to say stuff you don’t have the guts to say in English… It’s not like he wrote silly nicknames in Greek for Nikki whenever he had to leave a note for him about buying stuff or that he went outside. Sometimes Nikki asked what it meant and Tommy would always say an insult.

“Oh, it means you are a dumbass!”

He heard someone stirring and soon enough Nikki was staring at him with his eyes half open.

“Fuck my head hurts so bad” His raspy voice was too much for the poor Tommy who quickly decided to go grabbing some painkillers for both of them, anything to prevent having a fucking boner, but when he entered back the room he saw Nikki with his eyes closed again. He looked at his relaxed face and black hair, which did not hide his eyes like it usually would be and he could not help whispering something to him.

“σ' αγαπάω Nikki” (I love you Nikki). He learned that from his mom since she constantly told his dad how much she loved him.

However, Nikki was not asleep and Tommy’s whisper was not as quiet as he thought because he saw the black haired man turning toward him.

“What did you say?”

Panic. Tommy wasn’t usually the type that gets easily scared but right now his brain decided to shut down, leaving him unable to formulate any words. Fuck what he was supposed to say now? He wasn’t even sure if he remembered English at that moment!

“You are an idiot… it means that, ya know like you said to me yesterday.”

Nikki seemed hurt but he quickly shrugged it off and took the pills.

“Fuck you T-Bone!” He scoffed, but then he let out a laugh.

There’s no way he could have held it for much longer. He was screwed, so fucking screwed.

—

Mick was sick and tired of watching the Twins being oblivious, they were obviously in love yet they seemed to be blind. It was getting frustrating because anyone could see Tommy’s love struck expression whenever Nikki wasn’t looking or how the bassist seemed to hate anyone but Tommy.

He suspected they used their languages to say stuff the other couldn’t understand and honestly he was sick of not understanding a fuck so he started to write down what they said and search it on the dictionary. What? He was sometimes bored and this situation seemed interesting, especially if it meant that the two idiots would have been finally together and that he could use this information against them.

“What are you doing Mars?” Vince looked at the older man curious, trying to understand what he was reading.

“I’m trying to translate whatever the Twins said to each other yesterday morning.” He said nonchalantly.

“Wait you know Greek and Italian? Don’t tell me you have been learning it just so you could understand them!”

“ Well I’m sick and tired to hear them saying shit and not understanding it, now they can’t fool me and I’ll know whatever they are saying how much they love the other or plotting to make the kitchen explode! However, especially I’m so over the fact that they can’t tell each other their true feelings” Mick said firmly.

“How are you going to make them confess though?” Vince looked both scared and confused.

“Well I will tell them what the other really meant!”

“You scare me man… bruja” Vince whispered the last part.

“Hey, do not call me a fucking witch!” Mick replied threatening.

“ YOU ARE DOING THE SAME WITH ME TOO?”

“No more fucking with me in Spanish, Malibu Barbie!”

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Mick plan was simple: smacking them with the truth and making sure they wouldn’t run away, for that he instructed Vince to block the door at any cost.

“Nikki will try to escape so you must prevent that.”

“Why me Mars? Furthermore, how am I supposed to do that?” Vince asked confused.

“Well I know that you can fight and because if you do not do that I’ll tell Nikki what you say about him in Spanish when he doesn’t hear you.” The guitarist replied with a smile.

“Oh c’mon, that’s pure evil. You are the devil!”

Right at that moment, the front door opened and Nikki stepped in, soon followed by Tommy who looked like a puppy with heart eyes only for the older man.

“What are you doing Mick?” The drummer asked curious.

“Nothing much, I was reading stuff… did you know that “Ti amo” means I love you in Italian? Does not Nikki say that a lot?” Mick shot Vince’s a glare and Nikki’s eyes got huge as he understood what was going on, but before he could get out the blond quickly went to lock the door right before he could reach it.

Nikki looked like a caged animal, terrified yet ready to fight anyone, it scared him very bad because what if Tommy got angry or decided to end their friendship? What if they kicked him out of the band or they left him like anyone else in his life? Suddenly he felt so fucking angry with Vince for blocking the door because he needed to get out and escape all this situation! He couldn’t give any explanations

 He was about to charge on Vince and knock him out of the way but Tommy’s voice cut through his train of thoughts.

“ Wait you told me that yesterday. Does this mean…” Tommy looked confused as fuck but before he could do anything Mick continued, adamant into making both boys suffer in misery.

“Also I discovered that I love you in Greek is written like this “σ' αγαπάω” He showed a piece of paper “ Which isn’t very similar to what  Tommy always writes on his notes?”

Now it was Tommy’s turn to be absolutely shocked and scared as his eyes bolted anywhere but where Nikki was. It had to be a joke, right? They were playing with his feelings because they knew he loved Nikki and all of this was a big prank… unless it wasn’t. However, that would have been too good, even for a hopeless romantic like him, he needed to know the truth.

“Nikki… “ He stopped and Mick to take as the signal that they should have left the two boys alone, so he took a very interested Vince and pulled him away.

“They are right it means I love you, I couldn’t find the courage to tell you so I said it but in a way you wouldn’t understand. I love you Nikki, so much but I didn’t want to ruin our friendship…”

Tommy never felt afraid but at that moment he knew he could have lost everything from his band to his best friend, but also he knew he had to be the first one to speak otherwise Nikki would have never done it. The bassist still looked at the ground but he took a deep breath and he started talking.

“ Fuck Tommy I’ve liked you for as long as I can remember, but I was so fucking terrified you would never want to see me again if I told you my real feelings! I couldn’t lose you or the band so I just didn’t say it. You have no idea how many fucking time I just wanted to pick you and make you mine!“

His eyes were still glued down, but he forced himself to look at Tommy, noticing his big smile and how his eyes were lit up for joy. He couldn’t help but smile back because he looked absolutely gorgeous like that, little did he know that Tommy felt the same way about him, a smiling Nikki was a beautiful Nikki.

They stayed like this for a couple of seconds until Nikki felt something inside him and before his brain could stop him, he cupped Tommy’s face and kissed him on the lips. It wasn’t sweet but neither super heated, it was just a passionate kiss, one that held all the longing and promises they would make to each other. It was a kiss of hope and courage, and a kiss between two people who are not afraid anymore.

Tommy was the first to pull away but only because he wanted to hear Nikki say something.

“Can you say it again, please?”

“ Ti amo, idiota.” Nikki said with a smile. Saying I love you felt still very scary but this was different in a way, even if it was the same meaning. He was sure one day he would be able to say it in English too.

“ I love you too, idiot!” Tommy replied hugging the bassist.

“Wow how did you know that it would have worked?” Vince whispered, as he was totally not spying his friends kissing.

“Call it six sense.” Mick replied shrugging his shoulders.

“Bruja”

“I heard you, little blonde bitch.”

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