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Can I just say that you have literally become my favorite writer on this app and I don’t mean it lightly. By the time you see this, I hope you’re having an amazing day.

If I could request a Nicholas Ruffilo headcanon please? where the reader has been wanting to get a Bad Omens inspired tattoo and is talking about it to her friend while in line for a meet and greet with said band, but can’t find a good enough artist in her opinion. Nicholas overhears this and decides to do the tattoo for her, and after finishing the tattoo decides to sign it as well as a memento.

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Your sweet words brought a smile to my face! thank you love!

You couldn't believe this was happening.

Even when you felt the needle of the tattoo gun against your skin and those dark eyes glancing up at you every so often.

You never expected what was only supposed to be a meet and greet with Bad Omens to turn into a private tattoo after the show.

While you were waiting in line for the meet and greet, Nicholas couldn't help but overhear you talking to your friend about how you couldn't find the perfect artist to do your Bad Omens inspired tattoo.

Nicholas was immediately taken by you, the sight of your smile taking his breath away, so he didn't even think twice about offering to do your tattoo. He loved the idea of the design and you knew if anyone could do justice, it was him.

Your heart hammered in your chest, loud and fast, as Nichola's fingers grazed over the skin of your thigh, and the close proximity made your cheeks burn with a blaze of heat.

The two of you made small talk, him getting to know you, and when he was almost finishing up the tattoo you could feel your heart drop. You didn't want the night to end. The subtle flirting every so often told you that Nicholas didn't want it to end either.

"You know," you said slowly. "We never talked about how I would pay you for this."

Nicholas' eyes flashed dark as he looked up at you and you tracked every movement of his tongue as it darted out to wet his lips.

"I can think of something," he suggested while setting the tattoo gun down.

Looking at the fresh ink, you broke out in a huge smile when you realized he brought your idea to life.

You were so entranced with it and seeing that he also signed the tattoo, you almost didn't hear what he said.

"Wh-what?" You asked, breath hitching in your throat.

He slowly rose to his feet so he could lean over you, who sat on the couch in the green room. His finger traced your cheekbone. You desperately wanted to close the distance between you two but were afraid to make the first move.

"I think you should come back to my hotel room tonight. I can give you pointers on tattoos aftercare."

You bit your lip and slowly nodded.

Alexa play “For Us” by V

I love this, thank you 🥹

Tina, my dear! I hope you’re doing great!

I hoping to request a headcanon of Noah, where the reader moves to California when they’re teenagers, before the days of Bad Omens and they both miss each other deeply. I’ll leave it up to you if they reunite or not.

I’m basing this request off my favorite song right now “For Us by V”

Thank you 😊

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With a sigh, Noah pushed the car further down the store isles, tossing in things he needed to fill up the new house.

Him and Jolly recently moved to California in hopes of make the dream of Bad Omens come true. They recently released their self entitled album and knew that Los Angeles is where they needed to be; both nicks staying back home in Virgina.

The dream of making it wasn't the only reason why he needed to come to California.

His heart had been here for the last 10 years after one of his childhood friends moved here.

His first and only love.

His first kiss.

You.

It had been nearly eight years since he last spoke to you, both of you getting lost in life and adulthood that you two drifted apart.

He thought about reaching out to you when he moved here almost six months ago but you had a different number, his original message going undelivered.

I know it's been awhile but I'm moving to L.A and I'd love to see you again, angel.

Another sigh and adjusting the beanie on his head, Noah turned the corner into the other isle that held all of the cleaning supplies.

He was so lost in his thoughts of you that he crashed his cart into another one, the noise echoing loudly in the store.

"Oh shit. I'm sorry," Noah cursed his apology.

"It's alright. I was too busy looking at my list to watch where I was going."

That voice.

Noah's head snapped up from the dirty floor and eyes immediately connected with the pair of dark ones that haunted his dreams for the last ten years.

Even the aged face and longer hair couldn't hide you. Noah knew his first love.

His angel.

You sucked in a breath. "No-Noah?"

His heart was beating so fast, nearly jumping in his throat, he could barley speak your name.

"You look different. A good different," you let out a nervous breath, those almond eyes making you nervous like they always used too.

You could still faintly remember how his lips tasted the first time you two kissed, right before you moved away.

A kiss you thought about for the last ten years.

You thought about reaching out to him when you first heard Bad Omens self entitled album, the proudness nearly bursting through your chest. But you lost all of your contacts when you switched numbers and couldn't remember the last two digits of his number.

"Angel," he finally uttered the nickname that made your head spin.