Despite Everything, It's Still You

Despite everything, it's still you

THE TAGS?? Evan scene lover?? ITS INSPIRED BY EVANESCENCE THE BAND 😭😭

also i need me a simon in my life—

stop why did i think ur user was nine fucking someone 😭😭😭

Someone has all the letters needed to rearrange to Simon all it needs is a 'i' 😝

Version 1 of barry sloane picking up girls to kiss them 💙

version 2 here

price is definitely the kind to grab and kiss you and push you against the wall. whereas johnny in my mind—I see him starting slow

price is over here all over you and clinging the second you see him. he always does this thing—where he grabs your neck, large veiny hands wrapping at the side to not choke—

although he could if you were into that

price is definitely the kind to show off you’re his by giving your ass a good slap at work—mind you in front his colleagues. he’s satisfied by their looks of surprise—and even more aroused by your reaction.

johnnys more the type to hide you at first but initially dying to tell his team about you. most likely because he wants you all for himself. because he doesn’t want anyone else having those filthy thoughts of you the way he would—always.

you’re just so pretty.

the man could be an absolute goof ball and teddy bear—but the moment you’re in bed. he’s towering over you with that hungry gaze, eyes prying you wide open. you can’t escape the primal look in him.

so when you come into work giving johnny his lunch—which he forgets, he’s met by questions about who you are and he riles up because he doesn’t want anyone knowing of you.

but oh no. at first he just brushes it off with his usual jokes & sarcasm.

but deep down what he’s really thinking when he watches your ass sway as you leave is how good you’ll take it tonight. how good you’ll let him mark you up, so everyone knows you’re his.

how he’ll whisper filthy things in your ear so you replay it over and over again, completely consumed by him.

Added this recent drawing of price to my print shop

ur comments have me fan girling over the shit i write