#duckboy

this is up on my RedBubble :)

Time lapse and refs below the cut

THY KINGDOM COME - CHAPTER 1:2

spoilers season 2 please dont read if you havent watched this is my first story hope its ok please enjoy not a tickle fic but i accept ideas for that too😊

WHERE'S YOUR GOD? (18+)

RUBY x Y/N

Warning: this is not for under 18s, pls stop reading if you're 16 and reading this; broski, put your head in some booksNOT SMUT BOOKS 😭 

I apologise if it's not as good as the Scrim one, I'm still getting used to writing reader x the boys.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Tonight was the last show of the year, everyone working their asses off to make everything run smoothly. You were part of the sound tech crew, spending every single day with the team. 

The set finished over an hour ago, leaving you to wind down in your hotel room with a few of the other females that were on this tour, some of them were girlfriends of the crew and some were just groupies. 

“Anyone else joining the party tonight?” Sammy asked from the bathroom. She was brushing the frizz from her hair. She was one of the merch boys’ girlfriend. 

“Probably not.” You answer, getting a few boos from the girls that were deciding on going. 

“Girl, come on, you know Ari will be there, and he has had his eyes on you for a while.” Sammy turned to look at you, placing her brush down onto the counter.

“No, he doesn’t, girl quit lyin.” One of the groupies called out, she had been hitting it with Aristos and Scott since she came on tour a few weeks ago. 

No one knew that you and Ruby had slept together one night on this tour, however things weren’t the same anymore after he had won by getting into your pants. 

You didn’t feel like you could turn to anyone about the situation as many of the girls liked to gossip on their social medias. Ruby was his alter ego and although you knew his real name; you felt like you weren’t titled to call him by his name. 

“She’s right, he doesn’t have his eyes on me. He has his eyes on drugs and free pussy.” You mumbled the last part, hearing the pin drop in the silence that you had created by that one comment. 

Sammy sighed as the girls began to pile out of the room, shaking her head towards your direction as she walked out of the room without another word said to you. 

You were begging for this free time all on tour, allowing you to think of everything… that Ruby did to you that night. 

***

Your breathes were shortened as your fingers worked faster against the now sensitive, swollen skin, silently screaming for a release. You had been alone for the last two hours, everyone wouldn’t be back until late; giving you time to get the frustration you felt out. 

“Fuck.. Ruby..” You whined, biting down on your lower lip as your eyebrows furrowed together, that all familiar feeling began to form in the pit of your stomach. 

Toes curling, sheets grabbing and your back arching off of the mattress; you came against your fingers. Gasping at the sensation that shot through your body, you were shaking, needing that release desperately.

“Damn, you could’ve invited me.” You screamed from a voice startling you from the direction of the door. 

There in the hallway, stood Ruby, smirking at the sight of your half naked body. If you could die in embarrassment, this would be the time as you tugged the blanket over your body. “Get out!” Your cheeks flushed, how much of this did he see?

"Come on, don't be like that, you wanted me here, and here I am." He stepped into your room, the atmosphere shifting as he gripped the corner of the blanket and ripped it from your body. "We have a few hours." He mumbled.

He was right, everyone would be getting slaughtered, but why wasn't he? "Why aren't you at the party?" You asked quietly, swallowing the small lump that had formed in your throat as he began to unbuckle his belt. 

"Wasn't the same without you bein' there." Your cheeks darkened as his knee pressed down onto the mattress, grabbing your left leg before he pulled you to the corner of the bed. 

His fingers slowly ran between the forbidden set of lips, slipping his middle and ring finger inside as you gasped quietly. The high still there as he worked his fingers in and out slowly. 

"Stop ignoring me, Y/N.. you've been killin' me all this tour." He muttered as his lips grazed against your neck. The heightened feeling of his lips against your skin and fingers inside of you made your brain foggy. 

Had you been ignoring him or had he not been paying you any attention of his? 

Your eyes roll as his fingers quickened, the curling motion inside had you moaning softly. You were trying to fight to open your eyes, but how could you when his fingers worked magic? 

A softened whimper left your lips as the empty feeling of his fingers leaving you was replaced with his wet tongue. "Fuck.." Your fingers tangle roughly into the untamed mane on his head. 

"Say my name again." He mumbled before rolling his tongue against your skin, more whimpers and moans were falling from your lips from the pleasure his tongue put you through.

You could barely form any words as his tongue slowly pushed into you, his thumb slowly rubbing circles on that one spot on your clit that placed you into a moaning mess; he remembered how you liked it. 

His lips enclosed around your clit, sucking softly before he pulled away. The whimpers and moans becoming louder. “Say my name.” He muttered; this time his length was lined with your entrance.

“R-Ruby…” You stuttered, gasping loudly as he slowly entered you. 

Your face burning from the embarrassment you felt as his eyes roamed your face, does he think I’m ugly? He gave a small smirk, gripping your thighs as he pulled you closer to him. 

Feeling each inch, he gave you as he slowly pulled out then entered again. Your moans were continuous, gripping his arms for some support as you felt yourself slipping away from him each time. 

His hand moved to your neck, fingering the small, thin chain that held a cross against your collarbone. Faith is something you had been struggling with recently. “Where’s your God, now?” He mumbled to himself as he bucked his hips roughly, burying himself deeply inside of you.

Your screams muffled by your fist that you had decided to bite down onto. All your embarrassment and worries gone as Ari flipped you onto your knees; ass in the air as your chest was pressed against the bed. 

His hips moving in a way that had you cursing and moaning with each thrust. Your thighs trembled as his hands held your hips, tightly gripping them; using them as handles to guide him back into you. 

“Fuck… Y/N.” He muttered, slowly rolling your hips in a circle with the help of his hands. 

That familiar burning filled the lower part of your abdomen, stomach muscles tightening as you gave no warning before releasing around him. Your moans became louder, gripping the sheets of the bed as Ari helped you ride out your high. 

“Shit…” Ari pulled out, groaning under his breath as you felt the wet, sticky substance covering your inner thighs. “Tell me you’re on some birth control?” He mumbled. 

“No…” You answered, breathing heavily as you closed your eyes; biting your lower lip as you sat on cloud nine. 

coping strategies to combat the algorithm [vol. 7]

Artist: DUCKBOY

Release: 2025

Note: As far as I can tell the artist only has three albums, labeled vol. 5, vol. 9, and vol. 7 (in that order).

Pretty. Odd.

Artist: Panic! At The Disco