shadowhive

So yesterday I got an idea about doing Christmas fic for the people that have helped to keep me sane this year. I’ve not done Christmas fic for awhile, mostly since people haven’t been around so I’d usually only do them for one person.

But since I’m starting to get back into the fic mood I’m considering doing it. (As well as maybe some from the rock fic ficmas list! If any take my interest that is)

So anyway, the idea is basically to have 5 slots, and to send this post to a few people that have been awesome. So if you are reading this, that’s you! Leave a comment with an idea and I’l get on to it. If there is more than five I’ll try and do them all.

Obviously the intent is to post them around Christmas so you have plenty of time to request things! So here are the five base slots, and I’ll edit to add who has them ~~(there’s a sixth slot, for carrythefire in case she does come back but that’s unlikely and that’s despite the fact they did the exact opposite of the rest of the people here)~~

1: Nick fic -

perfectactor
2: Antisepticeye fic -

antontobias86
3: Harry fic -

mikeyface
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Anyway, leave a comment here with requests/ideas and you are all awesome.

Edit: Requests can be for pretty much anyone, but ideally it’s someone I’m familiar with (ie band boys) if it’s not then I’ll reply to you asking for additional info/pics

People I’m familiar with/have done before (basic list, I’m sure there’s more)
Adam Lambert, Black Veil Brides, Blue, Bring Me The Horizon, Bullet For My Valentine, Coheed And Cambria, Fightsar, Finntroll, Funeral For A Friend, Good Charlotte, Madina Lake, Motionless In White, My Chemical Romance, Nachtblut, Panic! At The Disco (when it wasn’t just Brendon), The Blackout, The Used, Tokio Hotel

Current Mood: thoughtful
Current Music: Coheed And Cambria - Ten Speed (Of God’s Blood And Burial)

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From:

perfectactor

Nick's fingers brushed through Blixa's haIr. He clasped his closed fist tightly over a handful of hair at the back of Blixa's scalp, pulling at it and sucking Blixa's tongue into his mouth possesively. He broke off the kiss, moving into a straddling position on top of Blixa, and hitting his full lips over the other man's mouth, sucking Blixa's mouth again and rocking his hips against Blixa in a way that made his intention clear. He felt tormented by some need, as though he's been carrying a roaring hunger in him which could only be temporarily satiated at that moment, by that man, for as long as they are still in the close proximity of each other. He pushed aside all rational thought telling him why he shouldn't be doing this, Blixa's complete and instant reciprocation reassuring him he's right where he should be, doing what he is meant to do. Blixa's mouth felt so warm and he was kissing back roughly; Kissing him like he meant it. Blixa loved him back and it was all that mattered, it meant the world to Nick.
Nick ran his hands up and down Blixa's sides ever so softly, making Blixa shiver anew at the familiar touch. When he pulled back to look at Blixa, his lips were swollen and glistening from kissing and they were curved slightly upwards into a smile. His eyes were smilng too. Catching Nick's eyes, Blixa's smile widened and Nick could see Blixa's teeth peering between his lips, making it seem more like a grin. Blixa took Nick's face with both his hands and darted his tongue inside Nick's mouth dominantly, claiming him, making Nick understand he is being led, rather than leading. Nick submitted, content with being Blixa's play-thing, if that's what it was going to take to please him.
Blixa wrenched away from the position he was in, pushing Nick onto his back and nudging Nick's thighs apart with one knee between them. He shoved his hand in Nick's hair and tangled his fingers in it, kissing him hard and wet and that seemed to convince Nick everything is fine. Better than fine, really. Nick locked up his thighs around Blixa, while Blixa leaned over him, as closely as possible, biting Nick's lower lip and pulling it between his teeth, tugging at it. Nick moaned, and their faces were so close that Blixa could hear it loud and clear. Yes, Nick, moan for me... He thought to himself as he unclasped his teeth away from Nick's mouth and watched Nick - his eyes were closed in bliss and his lips were still searching for Blixa's blindly. Nick arched off the bed, grinding up on Blixa as far as his hips will stretch. Blixa matched Nick's movements wantonly, his erection poking Nick's thigh teasingly through their clothes. Nick slid his hand under Blixa's shirt, over the sweaty skin of his back, digging his nails right into it.
Blixa caressed his thumb over Nick's lower lip idly before getting an idea – he fit his thumb in between Nick's lips, parting them and letting his thumb go inside Nick's mouth, prodding and exploring it. Nick kept making noises, his tone asking a question or expressing surprise, before accepting the situation, licking and sucking Blixa's thumb still with his eyes closed. Satisfied with what he's seen but also craving to get more of Nick, Blixa pulled his thumb out of Nick's mouth, letting it go out with a wet pop as Nick was still kissing Blixa's thumb when his fingertip touched against his lips.
His hand moved to catch Nick's thigh, feeling how firm Nick's skinny leg was under his vice-like grip. Nick's breath was hot over his ear when Blixa moved his hand to squeeze Nick's ass with the same vigour. Blixa snaked his arm around Nick's waist, pulling him closer. Nick thrust up to meet his demand, both of them eager to make contact.
Nick reached a hand for Blixa's shoulder, and glided his thumb over to caress the other man's throat. He proceeded to to unbutton Blixa's shirt, and with Blixa's help, it was soon discarded. Nick moved one hand behind Blixa's back slowly and dragged his hand down Blixa's chest with his other hand, pressing hard enough that his fingernails left faint red lines in their trails.
Blixa stuttered out an unsteady breath at the feel of Nick's hand on his chest, each of his muscles contorting under Nick's touch. He did not look away from Nick's face but he could feel tiny pinpricks of blood welling up in the wake of his nails.
Nick licked his lips and reached a hand up to Blixa's hair, pulling him back down for a kiss. They kissed hard as Blixa slid his body down against Nick's, rubbing his hips in small circles against his. Nick gasped and pulled back from the kiss to look at Blixa, his lips curling up into a small smile. Blixa leaned forward to put his head in the crook of Nick's neck and sucked on it lightly while sliding his hands under Nick's shirt. He kissed Nick all the way up to his jawline and put another kiss right under his ear. As Blixa's hands worked their way up to Nick's sides and expose more skin, he felt Nick's hips grinding up against his leg. Nick was so hard and his grinding was giving him the friction that he needed to get off. Blixa pulled his lips away from Nick's neck, and Nick groaned again. The only contact he got from Blixa at that point was Blixa meticulously unbuttoning Nick's shirt, and then sliding it off his body and leaving it on the already-rumpled bedsheets.
Blixa eyed Nick's naked skin, from his stomach across his chest and up to his face. Nick's eyes were pleading with him, beginning him to do something. He had begun glancing down at his exposed self, wondering how Blixa viewed him and whether he was still good enough for Blixa's standard. As Blixa leaned closer to him again, Nick closed his eyes in anticipation. Blixa pressed his lips to Nick's chest, placing small kisses slowly along Nick's sternum while reaching his fingers to press them gently over one of Nick's nipples. Nick squirmed at the sudden feeling of Blixa's fingers on his sensitive nip, but then, Blixa was always good at handling him...

Edited Date: 2018-11-09 11:03 am (UTC)

From:

perfectactor

Nick spotted Blixa almost instantly and jogged up to him, reaching out to turn him around. When Blixa followed the turn of Nick's hands and placed him, his face split into a lopsided grin.

“You're awake!” he exclaimed, and Nick breathed out. It was one of the easy times, then. He leaned up a little, bumped his nose against the hard line of Blixa's jaw.

"Bus is still empty. Wanna?” he whispered. His lips rasped against the smallest hint of stubble on Blixa's cheek. He felt Blixa's small laugh escape and tickle his ear. Blixa's hand came up to rest on Nick's hips lightly. Nick was half hard now and he let it be known with a small sway.

"Yeah,” Blixa whispered back, hand tightening on Nick's hip minutely. “Think we can make it if we run?”

Nick didn't need to be asked twice.He slipped his hand around Blixa's middle, his pleather jacket sweaty under Nick's touch, and led him quickly through the crowd. He would have broken into an actual run, but his hard-on was making it kind of difficult, as were Blixa's fingers drumming on Nick's ass as they moved. Nick threw him a dirty look and upped their pace, trying to avoid being stopped by the hordes of people milling around and get to the bus before anyone else had a chance to thwart Nick's plans.

It was one of those rare times when Nick's luck won over. When they stepped onto the bus, it was totally deserted. Blixa bumped up behind him, shut the door after some fumbling with the handle, and led Nick by the shoulders to the very back. Nick just snickered and allowed himself to be prodded forward. They stumbled a little on the way, with Nick being unbalanced and clumsy. Blixa wasn't any steadier and when Nick felt the press of his hips up against his ass, Blixa was half-cocked already.

"Fuck,” Nick breathed out and practically ran for the back lounge. Blixa pushed them both forward once, and they fell through the door. Nick only just managed to shut the door with his foot before turning Blixa around and pressing him up against it.

"Stay,” he ordered, a bit breathlessly, and Blixa obeyed. He looked at Nick with curiousity, and Nick fucking loved that. He loved that Blixa would sometimes just go with him, wherever Nick wanted to take them. It turned Nick on harder than it possibly should have, but he never really examined it too closely. Gift, horse's mouth, and all that.

He gave Blixa a kiss, made it dirty and anticipatory, like, here is what I'm gonna do to you, just hang on, and Blixa panted against him. Nick slid to his knees.

He looked up at Blixa when he began undoing his belt.

"Fuck,” Nick yells, “I can't get this stupid thing off!”

"Let me do it,” Blixa says. He unbuckles and unbuttons himself

From:

perfectactor

Nick growls at Blixa's renewed efforts to fight back, but he doesn't loosen his grip on Blixa's hair. When he feels Blixa's teeth on his neck, he jerks Blixa's head back again, far enough that his whole spine arches, and Nick spins them around so Blixa's the one against the wall. Nick usually considers himself above petty violence, but sometimes you just have to put people in their place.

Blixa bites his tongue as his head hits the wall, and the taste of more blood is warm in his mouth. He thinks briefly about spitting it in Nick's fucking face, just to see what he'll do, and the thought causes him to choke on a laugh. Blixa just fists one hand in Nick's shirt and grasps the hot skin of one hip with the other.

"Fuck you,” he gasps raggedly. “Fucking do something, motherfucker.”

Nick lets go of Blixa's hair and and pushes his shoulders back against the wall. Blixa's fucking smirking at him. Nick leans in and bites Blixa's bottom lip.

"You don't know when to back off, do you?” Nick pushes up against Blixa, pinning him to the wall with his body. “You don't get to tell me what to do, you little shit.”

Blixa does laugh as Nick shoves him, and the sound is swallowed by Nick's mouth on his. He can feel the furious beat of Nick's heart against his chest, the heat of Nick's cock through two layers of clothes. Blixa slides his hand under Nick's shirt, over the sweaty skin of his back, nails digging in.

"Fucking do it, asshole,” Blixa encourages with a dirty roll of his hips against Nick's.

Nick wrenches away from Blixa's fingernails and mouth and hips, what the fuck. He reaches around for Blixa's wrists and plucks at the long sleeves of his shirt.

"This needs to come off, then,” he hisses. While Blixa's occupied, Nick scrubs his hands over his face, wiping off most of the blood. His lip is still bleeding a little bit, and his nose is sore from its run-in with Blixa's knuckles, but otherwise he's in pretty good shape. Now he's just really fucking angry.

Blixa only takes his eyes off Nick long enough to pull his shirt over his head. It is wet with blood – Nick's, maybe his own, and Blixa swipes it over his mouth and nose before dropping it to the floor at their feet. He watches Nick, the tightness of his face

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From:

shadowhive

I really have to read all these starters. I’ve held back until I was ready to write something but I’m reading this one now.

I love the description of Nick as long hair and anguish. And as feel for him and his Christmas blues

🖤

From:

turps

What a good idea.

I had to smile at your Panic description. Because of me too. I like Panic, but when it wasn't just the Brendon show.

From:

shadowhive

Thanks! Yeah, this year has been awful especially the first few months. I’d not have made it through if I hadn’t had people keeping me sane

(I’m down for any requests though if you want one!)

Oh yeah! Once it became the Brendon show I just lost track of who was who. Which is a shame because I loved Spencer

From:

antontobias86

Because you asked and I'm finally looking at Emails...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ddCXsKo_9nc

Anti/reader. Anti topping. Bondage. Light blood-play and breath play. Gimme.