#'SHE'S WEARING MY SHIRT' no she's wearing a shirt we literally bought TOGETHER

[medusasbush]

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[heterophobique]

Used fabric glue to put one of my tennis shoes back together bc part of the outside of the shoe fell apart and had a weird piece sticking out. The piece kept making me trip. I refuse to buy new tennis shoes so I s2g the glue better fuckin work. If not, I’ll buy gorilla glue. Plan c is to literally use duct tape lmao

My dad told me he just nailed one of his tennis shoes back together, and tbh that’s my plan d. He said use a small nail to hammer together the piece

[hiitsm]

Embracing New Intimacy

Embracing New Intimacy is for 18+ only.

Fluff & Smut

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"Mi vida, can you please not do that?" Alexia says as she walks through the door of your shared apartment, closing it quickly behind her.

Her hair is stil damp from the shower she took after her long training session, and she looks absolutely beautiful. Seeing her makes you smile.

"Can't do what?" you ask innocently, continuing to clean the kitchen. It wasn't really necessary, but whenever you have nothing else to do, you clean. It makes you feel useful and helps to ease your mind. Sometimes even you find it a bit strange.

"You are literally only wearing my favorite slip and a t-shirt," your girlfriend says as she walks up to you, gently grabbing your butt.

"How is it your favorite slip when I bought it?" you ask, raising your eyebrows playfully.

"Because I love it on you. It makes me feel certain things, so it's my favorite," she replies softly, her eyes twinkling.

You lean in and kiss her gently on the lips, trying to divert the conversation. She responds, sighing softly, but then pushes you away playfully. "No, what if I brought a teammate here?" she says, her eyes wide.

"Then they saw me like this. I'm not ashamed of my own body, amor. And this is our apartment," you reassure her, hoping to ease her mind.

"But you are mine, and I want to be the only one who sees you like this,' she says, making you smile.

"Whose am I?" you ask innocently.

"Mine," she answers with a soft smile.

You lean in and kiss her again, this time with more passion, feeling the connection deepen between you.

You both get lost in the moment, your girlfriend holding you even tighter as you feel your body surrendering to her.

That's when you remember what you got for the two of you. The thought makes you feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. With a shy smile, you gently pull away.

"I"ve got us a little something. Let me get it," you say, stepping out of her embrace.

"What did you get us?" Alexia asks, her curiosity piqued.

"Close your eyes," you tell her. She does so without hesitation, trusting you completely.

You feel a bit reluctant, aware that this could go either way. It could be wonderful, or it could be less so. You and Alexia had discussed it before, and you knew she was still hesitant. Yet, you also knew that this gesture would show her how much you trust her and how deeply you want this, with her.

You place the box gently in her hand. "Okay, open your eyes," you say. She opens them almost immediately, looking at the box in her hand. Though she remains quiet, you notice a soft smile forming on her lips.

"Just because I've done this with others doesn't mean we have to", she says softly, gesturing to the new strap-on in the box you bought for the two of you.

You and your girlfriend have always been very open about your past relationships, including experiences in the bedroom. While this level of openness might seem strange to some, it has greatly benefited both of you.

You don't have any experience with toys, and whenever you and Alexia discussed it, you would always become a bit shy. You weren't ready then.

But now, you've been ready for a while. You want to give her full control, to place your complete trust in her. However, Alexia has been hesitant, fearing that you might feel pressured into it just because she has done it with others.

"I promise you that I want this. I want to do this with you, together," you say softly, looking deeply into her eyes as you pull her into your embrace.

"Okay," she responds, burying her face in your neck and letting out a nervous giggle. It's a response you always find endearing.

The innocence fades as she kisses your neck softly. You love her gentle touch, it stirs feelings that only she can evoke in you.

Slowly, she trails kisses towards your lips, kissing them softly and slowly, finding the perfect pace to savor every moment. It's arousing, intensely so. You pull her closer, craving to feel every part of her against your body.

However, you can't pull her any closer because your girlfriend has placed the box on the kitchen counter before grabbing you and pulling you onto it.

She gazes into your eyes, her hands resting firmly on your upper thighs, sending a thrill through you. A soft smile graces her lips, causing you to blush ever so slightly.

"I love you," she whispers before kissing you softly once more.

"I love you too," you reply, gently taking her chin and pulling her in for another kiss, Iost in the moment together.

She makes no move to take off her clothes or remove your shirt. Instead, she goes straight to your core.

"This is my favorite slip because it looks beautiful on you,'' she remarks, her eyes lingering on it and noticing the wet spot, a slight smirk playing on her lips. "It looks even more beautiful when it's wet,'' she adds, trying to sound smug, but both of you end up chuckling.

"It's true," she continues after a moment, a blush forming on her cheeks as her thumbs lightly stroke the damp spot, causing you to squirm with anticipation.

She pulls the slip down slightly, then slides her tongue through your folds. Both of you moan softly in pleasure as she plays with your clit, circling it with gentle motions. You gently grab her hair, she always makes you feel so good, every time.

Before you can reach the edge, she pulls away, kissing your lips softly before lifting you off the counter. Your legs find her waist effortlessly as she grabs the box and leads both of you towards your shared bedroom.

She sits you down gently on the bed and helps you pull your shirt off. Your bare breasts capture her attention, and she softly sucks on each nipple, causing you to squirm and chuckle with delight.

You gently pull her away and assist her in undressing before grabbing the box and preparing everything.

"Okay,'' you say, having lined everything up on the bed.

"Okay," she replies softly, kissing you on the lips before grabbing the harness and putting it on.

You notice a hint of nervousness in her movements, and when you meet her gaze, you see a blush spreading across both of her cheeks.

You gently take her hand in yours. "You don't have to be nervous," you assure her softly.

"I am a little because I'm doing this with you," she admits, glancing away slightly in embarrassment.

"We're doing this together," you say firmly, cupping her face and kissing her on the lips. "Sí, amor," she responds, pulling the harness on completely, and you both chuckle nervously.

She lays you down on your back and hovers over you. Both of you glance down at the strap, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement for what's to come. When your eyes meet again, you both blush at the intense, soft looks on each other's faces.

"I am a little nervous because you are the love of my life, and you are making me feel things that I've never felt before," she says, taking a deep, shuddering breath. "You are perfect for me. I don't want to hurt you,' she admits softly.

You smile at her and kiss her gently. "I appreciate that, mi vida. You are perfect for me too. I want to do this with you, together. You won't hurt me, and if you do, then I will tell you, just like how you would tell me," you reassure her softly.

She smiles back at you, her beautiful eyes reflecting her gratitude and affection.

You both take another moment to fully immerse yourselves in this new experience together. "I love you," she says, her smile radiant and warm.

"I love you too," you reply, tilting your head up to meet her lips and kissing her deeply. The kiss starts softly but quickly deepens in intensity.

Alexia aligns the strap-on with your core, her touch gentle and precise.

She is so gentle, so perfect.

"Are you feeling alright?" she asks softly, whispering in your ear as she enters you gently.

"Yes, you manage to say, but your breathing betrays your true feelings, causing Alexia to pause.

"Tell me when I can continue,'' she says, kissing you tenderly and not stopping until you feel better.

After a moment, the initial stinging sensation fades, replaced bya sensation of pleasure that feels almost overwhelming.

"Please continue", you manage to say in between kisses, and she does, resuming with a soft and steady pace.

Alexia rocks her hips back and forth, the strap-on giving her an incredible sensation on her clit. She allows herself to fully experience every sensation, to surrender herself to you completely, and you reciprocate in kind.

Soon, the two of you are lost in a symphony of moans and pleasure, completely immersed in the intensity of the moment.

"You look so beautiful like this, amor" she tells you, her words intensifying the sensations between your legs.

"You're taking me so well," she whispers teasingly in your ear, making you chuckle softly.

"It's okay if you're feeling close, because feel the same way" she adds, her voice filled with warmth and desire.

You can feel her smiling against your neck, adding to the intimacy of the moment.

As you both continue, the intensity builds, each movement and touch deepening your connection. The room fills with the sounds of your pleasure, echoing the love and trust you share.

You find yourselves reaching the peak together, bodies and hearts entwined in ecstasy. Afterwards, you hold each other close, basking in the afterglow of your shared experience.

"I love you," she whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

"I love you too,'' you reply softly, tracing patterns on her skin.

Together, you've embraced vulnerability, trust, and love in its most profound expression.

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This might have some grammar errors because I haven't proof read it well.

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[im-yn-suckers]

could you pls do nikixfem reader with 32a bra size? sfw, ofc!! likes shes insecure, but niki absolutely loves them!!!

wait, this is actually like nawww not my exact size dude too

warnings-bras, kissing, BOOBS, (im straight iswear) hugs, not fully nude but nude? ig, lmk what else

you were walking around the mall with your boyfriend. walking past victorias secret you, stopped. "wait! i need a new bra" tired of your cappuccino-colored bra with frayed edges, you were going to treat yourself with a new one you saw online, a super cute beige-cream colored one with strawberries printed on it.(i actually wish they had one like this ive never seen one)

you walked to the aisle with the strawberry bras and frantically checked for your size, "babe, its kind just a bra" "no, its not 'kind of just a bra' its super cute and have you seen the brown one, big no-no''

you were unpleasantly surprised to find that that there were non of the bras in your size. oh well, time to go home, with the same old cappuccino colored bra with the frayed edges.

you were changing into pajamas (nikis t shirt and sweats) in his room. now, the two of you were comfortable with anything, and literally anything.you twi moved in together and tonight, you were going to have a pj party!

looking at yourself in the mirror, you saw a body. with a pair of oversized, grey sweatpants, a cappuccino colored bra with frayed edges, and a long face.

cupping your breasts, you look down at them. 'why arent i at least a b cup? thats so pathetic.' you thought to yourself as you kept staring down at your chest. suddenly, you felt hair on your neck, skin against your back and cold metal near your bellybutton.

his silver rings sending shivers down your spine, meet your warm skin. 'whats the matter baby, why the long face?'

'nothing, just looking at how the pants fit'

'in just a bra, with your hands on your boobs? i dont think so. are you alright, youve been like this since we left victorias secret'

'im sure, just disappointed.' at this point you were turned around, with your arms around his bare neck

'm'kay, just checking' he pecked your lips holding your waist.

'come on, lets go to the living room.' he seemed rather eager to get to the living room

'i dont have a shirt on'

'and? its our house, no guests tonight. alright, tell you what, we can wear matching sweat and neither of us will wear a shirt'

'alright' you laughed and headed to the living room, without a shirt

a movie , two spilled drinks, one dropped cupcake and approximately 35 kisses later, he pulls out a small box from the corner closest to him.

'hey, i got you something' you open the gift with a smile on your face.

you smile and feel tears gather in your eyes. before you pull out the gift, he pulls you into a hug. you break the hug and laugh. 'where'd you find these'

'bought it online, i knew you'd like it.' 'thank you' 'now, you wont have to wear this one, i know you hate it. thats not why you were looking to the mirror though'

you avoided eye contact very awkwardly. no words were exchanged, only hugs. no words were needed

many movies later, there were two sleeping potatoes on the couch and netflix asking if you were still watching. no you werent, how were the potatoes sleeping, ask you may, definitely not with niki sleeping on your boobs. nope, not it.

no bc why is it actually o hard to find bras in my size

[popcornkwantum]

(A bit late because I forgot, BUT)

DnDads Live show AMSTERDAM *.✧

All favorite parts and quotes of the chaos that happened in Amsterdam. This one is going to be long yall

Darryl's Amsterdam dad fact: he has been to Amsterdam before, but was so afraid of the red light district that he avoided ALL red lights (including those of traffic lights. So he ended up never leaving his hotel room)

At the same venue one day after the live show, there was a smut book convention lol, so Henry's Amsterdam dad fact was that he and Mercedes would go visit that

Ron's Amsterdam dad fact: he's banned from photographer's dark rooms, because he thought it was the red light district

We got the SMASH DADDIES oneshot

And Anthony's first note in the envelope was: "some sort of justification for a battle royale"

We got: all dads, all teens, THE MOTHMANS from Sons & sonsability and the PCs from the mountain of dadness. They all played 4 characters

It was so chaotic

Freddie went back and forth between Glenn and Taylor to compliment himself

AND AND Sons & sonsability co-DM Amanda Schuckman was also in the audience?? So she just joined on stage for the whole show!!

AND HERMIE WAS ALSO IN IT

The first time Anthony talked in the Hermie voice, one person very very loudly booed and Anthony went like "one guy booed and I agree"

"Martf [?? I don't know who that is?] I love your really long penis" ~ Ron

And then he got strangled with his own penis by Glenn

Elizabeth Mothman (beth): "I'm going to kill the hand." Anthony: "how are you going to do that?" Elizabeth Mothman: "I'm going to roll." Anthony: "... not what I meant."

HENRY (from S1) TELLING NORMAL THAT HE THINKS THAT HIS DAD IS GOING TO BE SO SO PROUD OF HIM :')

The group literally broke the game by killing the boss with 2x nat 20s on intimidation in a row

And then we got a DUNGEON (like Anthony wanted). A red light district dungeon where they had to find a magical bike helmet

(There was also a sheep minotaur but that wasn't used (I still really want to draw it tho))

And Paeden was there.

Darryl: "Paeden? I don't think you're allowed to be here." Paeden: "this is where I become a man."

"Roll a dexterity saving throw as a bike is going to run you over" ~ Anthony

Henry is convinced that he's in Berlin and can take his clothes off in the middle of street (??) And someone in the audience really loudly cheered

"She's far worse than a vampire, or a werewolf. She's a 40 year old woman."

HERMIE AGAIN. He was in almost every red light district dungeon room (it was less weird than it sounds now)

The dads basically had to make Anthony/Hermie feel physical or emotional pain (in the pain pain pain room) and feel love (in the love&embrace room)

"I'm not here to open my mind. I'm here to open my mouth: ~ Ron to Henry who was trying to convince the other dads to eat a plantburger at McDonalds

Henry trying to make Anthony fall in love with him: "Do you have a secret hunch on how you're going to die?" Anthony: "Yes. On stage. In Amsterdam."

THEY ALL SUNG THE GASTON SONG AS KARAOKE TOGETHER (we gave our inspiration to get them to do that."

Anthony took off his shirt during the song.

NORMAL ASKED OUT HERMIE

Darryl the wingman: "you should go on a date because you never know how long you will be alive." 💀

Hermie ACCEPTED

Freddie had a whole speech about whatever he was talking about, made a whole buildup to get everyone to pull out their phones and scan the QR-code

It was a webshop to buy a bicycle helmet

They really managed to shit as much as possible on the fact that Dutch people almost never wear a bicycle helmet lol

All people who had bought one at the end got free stuff from Anthony and Freddie tho!! Since this was the last show of the tour

It was REALLY GREAT!! Absolutely feel free to add things to this list! I made a lot of notes but absolutely didn't catch everything :D

[blueberrypancakesworld]

hi, can you now switch it up so she takes dead's virginity? she has some experience but he's very nervous

My little Gravestone

warning : smut, p in v, kissing, fluff/comfort

Info : Of course you can have something like this enjoy it and have fun reading ;)

masterlist

Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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It was a normal day in the music store, the sun was shining brightly over the city and with some difficulty penetrated through the darkened windows of the Black Circle store.

Behind the cash register, the band founder was counting the money, Faust was lying on the beanbag and Dead was sitting on the bed with his girlfriend as the two of them worked on new album covers together but she saw that his eyes kept going back to her. 

To the short skirt she was wearing because of the heat, the top with the holes cut in it and the dark lipstick. ,,Let me see," she said as she took the paper from him and looked at him.

He had hardly done anything and a grin came to her lips, knowing that Dead was still a virgin, unlike her, and yet he had never made any attempts to approach her. 

Maybe out of insecurity, maybe because he didn't know how...so why not change that a little?

That very evening she had bought her friends a box of beer so that Euronymous, Faust and the others all stayed in the store and she had Dead to herself. ,,Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked him as they both got up from the sofa, the TV flickering saatically. 

She had asked him so carefully and without insistence whether he wanted to try it. The evening was quiet and relaxing, a horror movie here and a beer there.

But especially with the blondes, it was like a frightened animal, every touch could sometimes be too much and especially when it came to his first time, something like this should be careful, intimate and pleasant. ,,I'm sure...I just don't know how to start," he mumbled and looked up at her as she took his hand and pulled him up the stairs with her. 

She went into his room with him and closed the door, where she could literally see his amazement. ,,Do you like it?" she asked quietly as she decorated the room a little, a few bones here and there, some blood and candles leading the way to the mattress.

She slowly slipped her top and skirt off her body, walked towards him and snuggled up to him. ,,Is that all right?" she asked, slowly entangling him in a kiss as she guided them both onto the mattress. 

He made himself a little comfortable as she began to run her hands over his body. Pulling the fabric of his t-shirt over him, Dead examined his pale torso with excitement as his hands wandered uncertainly but steadily towards her.

,,May I?" he asked almost huskily as he waited in front of her breasts ,,Of course...I'm all yours" she mumbled with a warm smile as she began to kiss her way down his neck. 

Leaving marks on his aorta, he could feel his heart beating faster, gasping as she bit into his Adam's apple. ,,I knew you'd like it," she told him, seeing his pale hat turn a quick shade of pink, but he slowly let his fingers wander over her body with more confidence. 

Her surprised sigh made him pause, ,,Is it okay?" He asked and wanted to take his fingers off her breasts but she just pressed herself against him, shuddering as she was surprised at how skillful he was with his fingers. 

The tingling of the two sensitive nipples went straight to her center. ,,Fuck sweetie you don't know how good you are" she let him know seeing the ashamed grin as he explored more of her and she took his body further.

She took one hand slowly from him and slid it down to his cock which was already half hard and he let out a surprised moan as she stroked him. 

,,Do you think we should try it slowly?" she asked and kissed her way down his pale torso, which was covered in small and large nibbles, feeling him shiver with each kiss at his former injuries.

,,Yes, I want you...please," he murmured and took the initiative to demand a little more as he engaged her in a kiss that she gladly accepted. 

Slowly settling on his midsection, she rubbed herself against him, feeling how much she wanted him herself. ,,I'll take the pill, don't worry...we won't have any little skulls," she joked, seeing that he looked a little surprised at first before he laughed benevolently, relaxed and she was happy that she could take away the last of his insecurities. 

They both slipped out of the last of their clothes before she gave him one last look and asked if it was okay. If he wanted it, if he wanted it exactly the way she wanted it. If this relationship they had would go that far but she did when he gave her permission.

Before she gently lowered herself onto him, his cock filling her more than well, his own moans joining hers as they both got used to it. The feeling of feeling the other in a different way than they had ever felt before. It was more intimate than any hand-holding, kissing or looking. 

But it was perfect when she saw the glint of lust reflecting in his own bright eyes. ,,Fuck-you-you feel so unbelievable," he gasped, seeming to place his hands on her hips automatically after the moment of familiarization when she slowly began to move. 

She saw his initial slight overstrain, the feeling became too much for a moment. But he gave her a look of veiled lust as she groaned in surprise, her fingers trailing over his torso as he moved slightly.

,,Good-fuck, just like that," she praised him, drawing red circles over his chest with her fingernails, joining in his rhythm and letting him do a little. Was glad that he had woken up from his coffin, that he had found pleasure in sex, that he had learned something new that he could focus on with her. Could focus on. 

The murmuring words, the cursing and moaning from him filled the room as she tightened a little around him. The blonde hair sticking to her through the light film of sweat as well as her the smell of sex in the air and yet it was just the two of them.

The kisses they exchanged were more intimate and eager than any other, his lips kissing her, exploring her body, kissing along her neck. What was initially reserved became pure desire for him when she mounted him. 

But she felt the twitching of his cock, his rhythm became more indefinable and his eyes kept searching for her permission. ,,Me-me please can I?" he mumbled, they both knew he was close to his climax and she herself felt the tingling in her abdomen.

,,Is-ah is good do darling" she allowed him to feel it as it was true only moments later as he poured into her and she came only moments later as they both held on to each other. 

A wince went through both of their bodies as she slowly rose from her heart and lay down beside him. ,,That... that was just incredible," he gushed as he turned to his beloved, his hands seeking hers and he gave her a soft, grateful kiss on the forehead.

,,Thank you... for the opportunity... for giving me this," he mumbled and smiled slightly, a smile she returned, a smile she would never forget. A smile full of shared love in return.

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@icarus-star , @ria-coolgirl , @angelsanarchy , @nunezs-stuff , @mimi-kiwi , @oceansrose2002

[marchsfreakshow]

Having Their Fill [JPM & The Countess]

Angst. Almost smut.

You knew The Countess switches lovers like that. It upset you and wished to not have be cursed the blood virus anymore. That meant being hers forever.

Warnings: blood mention, body checking, self image talk, weight talk, implied smut & dub-con. Fem!reader

I love this idea, and I hope you like this little thing I made up. Literally re-watching Hotel so I can get this out.

Your perspective.

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I stared at the image in the mirror. My gorgeous girlfriend, I guess you could call her that, The Countess, bought me it so she could have me look at myself during sex. Why? Fuck if I know. My eyes were always shut closed because of how made me feel while we were fucking. The stars always aligned when we were together, but I never took it too much to heart. Tristan and Liz told me that eventually she would get bored, throw me out and leave me be on the streets.

The body in front of me wasn't fun. It's not interesting, nothing is correct. No one would like this body. Too fat, too thin, too ugly, too skinny, too curvy. Everything and nothing at the same time. A loud sigh escaped me as she came in. "You've been staring at yourself for an hour love.." She said, walking towards me and my naked body. "Never doubt yourself. You're so beautiful. My lovely girl forever."

"Unlikely." I snorted.

"What do you mean?" Her eyes narrowed. People disagreeing with her meant death, but I could never believe her. She let me go and I got dressed. Slowly. My hands felt weak, I couldn't do much. It felt lonely here sometimes.

"I know you. I've been told about your past lovers...it's just a matter of time until you let me go and find another." Trousers on, still shirtless but wearing a bra. Looking up in the mirror, I saw her staring at my reflection.

"That may be true. You are so much different than the people before you." She placed a calm hand on my shoulder, but I slapped it away.

"Not fucking likely! You turn them, make them love you then throw them away or kill them!! How can I fucking love you so much when that fate awaits me.." Seething my teeth, I threw on my shirt lazily, barely doing up the bottom buttons. She did nothing but stand there and watch. As silent and still as ever. My stuff was in my hands just as quickly as I left. Leaving in a huff probably wasn't the best idea, but I just had to go somewhere else. Maybe talk to Liz.

Stomping down the hallways, I sighed and let all thoughts fall past me. Walking quickly was tiring, but my footsteps fell silent as I reached room 64. Another sigh left me, and I knocked on the door slowly, my head hung in slight embarrassment. A creak. "Little bird. Hello my dear."

"James.." I sniffed. His eyebrows furrowed and placed a hand on my back, walking me into the room. "It's..."

"The Countess? Dear, you must realise that she does not like staying with one person for so long."

"she stayed with you."

"I am stuck here, she lives here on her own terms. We have an arrangement so I can see her once every month. It has been this way for as long as I have been a ghost my bird."

I huffed again and crossed my arms, looking away from the ghost. He raised an eyebrow at me. "You should not be so upset with me, you said yes to this deal when the Countess and I agreed to share you."

"share me? That's fucking rich." I chuckled.

"You do remember the deal do you not little hummingbird?" As a response I nodded, barely meeting his eyes. He hummed and smiled ever so slightly.

"doesn't mean you share me though. She has me more than you do."

"Yes, insatiable, isn't she?" His eyes wandered off into the distance, the smile only growing wider. It took everything in me to not slap some sense into him. So I clicked my tongue and sat on the table closest to me. "Either she will come and find you to end your life or I make it quicker and save her a job." James grinned, turning on his heel and walking into another part of his room.

"Both of you find intimacy in killing, it'll probably be the same either way," I mutter, sort of following him like a lost puppy. I didn't particularly find the intimacy in killing, nor did I want to die just yet, but I couldn't take having this ancient curse in me anymore.

"Love, our killings could not be more different." I heard The Countess say from the doorframe. James flashed a smile at her, as she moved her attention between him and me. "I must kill to keep myself alive. He kills for pleasure."

"you describe it so perfectly my dear." He smiled, resting a hand on her back. I rolled my eyes and looked away from the dead and barely-in-love couple.

"Little mouse, what are you thinking? You seem distracted."

"About maybe if I can be let go now? I'm fucking done." James clicked his tongue and shook his head. Well fuck, suppose I'm stuck here now.

The door was closed behind them and James walked behind me and held a knife on my stomach as he wrapped his hands around me. It elicited a quiet chuckle out of the glorified vampire, and she walked towards us. Wow, where was all this sudden tension coming from? I just sighed and rested my head on James' shoulder, deciding to go along with whatever they had planned. Kisses on my neck, my shirt slowly being pulled over my head. Cold fingers on my torso. It made me gasp and I shivered, almost cooling back from the ghost touches.

A sharp blade gently stung my belly, cringing at the feeling. But I felt more kisses and licks, and my trousers, slowly being pulled down from my legs. Freezing air flew past me, causing more shivers. Incoherent whispers as The Countess stood up slowly, and placed a gentle hand on James' shoulder. I could feel their wicked smiles.

My back on the bed, scratchy sheets and then sharps and stings.

A long nail against my neck.

A knife under my breasts.

Heavy breaths.

God, I felt divine, and like I actually needed them. This fucking effect the both of them had on me. "Fuck.." I moaned out.

"You're a good girl, mouse."

James in me, The Countess admiring every part of my body and keeping a hand around my neck, whatever claws she owned, teasing every vein.

It was only a few minutes later when absolute silence.

What on earth was this darkness? Lovingly enveloping me, and making me feel warm.

Then I opened my eyes and I was looking at red. A body dressed in a green sweater and dirty jeans. My sweater and dirty jeans.

My back hit a chest.

"You died wonderfully my little bird." Oh fuck.

"James..." I whimpered, turning on my heel and hitting his collarbones. But the Countess grabbed my hands and pulled them back to behind me.

"None of that now mouse."

What the fuck was happening?? Why? I didn't plan on dying just now. But by the hands of the ones who owned and breathed this hotel. What the fuck else could I do?

"Jesus fuck..."

"you are now here with us for eternity my sweet. You are allowed to switch between the two of us for as long as you please."

Well, Christ okay. Despite the sudden hollowness of not being alive, I pressed a gentle kiss onto the Countess' cheek.

"fine...okay, just, can my body be removed or something?"

"Of course, it can love." The Countess smiled, petting my hair.

Eternity is going to be long...

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[hauntedhowlett-writes]

ok but now I need more Joel and reader neighbour domestics??? Like him leaving her a post it note with his internet password and him helping her feed the cats and she helps him with his plants and setting up the damn skeleton and then throwing neighbourhood barbecues together 🥺🥺🥺

okay so i literally couldn't rest until i wrote these up so if my assignments are work are late, i'm blaming you.

title: in a feud with her neighbor - bonus scenes

read the main work here

pairing: pre-outbreak!joel miller x female reader

rating: PG-13 (mild language)

word count: 1084

summary:

Fluffy bonus scenes for "in a feud with her neighbor" as suggested by anon!

Content warnings/tags: not a standalone work, pre-outbreak, no sarah, established relationship, still pretending the 12 ft skeleton existed in 2003, joel gets his butt grabbed by a neighbor. This is pretty much just fluff.

“The internet is out again,” you whine. You’re in your bed with Joel, the man turned on his side facing away from you. He looks over his shoulder, eyes narrowed.

“Good. Go to sleep,” he grumbles before burying his face back into the pillow that is now his pillow. It always smells like ocean salt and eucalyptus, while your own pillow smells like lavender and vanilla.

The sheets, however, are a beautiful combination of both.

You huff but reach over to your nightstand and turn off the lamp. You scooch in closer to him, snuggling up to his back and spooning him. You let his deep breaths lull you to sleep.

The next morning, Joel’s already left for work in the early hours of the morning, a kiss pressed to your sleep warm skin as a goodbye. When you shuffle into the bathroom to get ready, there’s a pink Post-It with familiar messy handwriting stuck to the mirror.

GetYourOwnPassword03

-Joel

________

There’s a package on your porch when you get home from work. You tear into it immediately, pulling out the new planters you bought as a surprise for Joel.

They were an Etsy find, a set of three white planters that say “WHAT THE FUCCULENT”, “LOOKIN’ SHARP”, and “DON’T BE A PRICK” and a bigger planter that reads “PLANT DADDY”. You giggle as you line them up on the counter.

Joel sees them when he comes over that evening, freshly showered and already wearing his pajama pants and your favorite threadbare shirt. He can barely stop laughing long enough to thank you.

“PLANT DADDY” sits in a place of pride by his front door, glued down to the concrete so that the cats can’t knock it over.

________

Joel is a grill master. He will spend a ridiculous amount of time at the deli, scrutinizing every package of beef while you hang onto the cart and wither away like a suffering Victorian woman. 

“Joel, please, I’m begging you,” you say, “just pick the steaks.”

“Hush, sweetheart, I have a process,” he replies, not once looking away from the two packages of New York strip he holds. 

“Just get both!” You beg. “Lots of steak! Great compromise!”

He glares at you. “We have to make a good impression.”

“A good impression on who? They’re our neighbors. They already like us! Half the moms in the neighborhood want to fuck you!”

Joel nearly drops the steaks. “They what?!”

You can’t breathe because you’re laughing so hard at the shocked look on Joel’s face. He sets both packages of steak in the cart before grabbing the handle from you and leaving you in tears in the deli.

Later that night, Joel finds you in the crowd and grabs your arm.

“I think Mrs. Matthews grabbed my ass,” he says. 

You pull him close, slipping a hand into the back pocket of his jeans and giving him a peck on his lips.

“Told ya,” you tease.

________

Joel watches the Home Depot website like a hawk as soon as September hits. His buddy who works at the store said that online orders would open within the first couple of weeks. Finally, the button turns from gray to orange, and he places his order immediately.

When it’s delivered a few weeks later, you’re so excited that you ask Joel to set it up immediately.

“It’s not even October yet, baby. Can you wait another week?” He asks. You pout, but you agree. Only if he’ll set up both skeletons on the first day of October and not wait until the last minute like he did the year before.

Which is how he finds himself teetering on the top rung of his ladder, trying to set the skull on the frame while you watch from the ground. When he finally gets it screwed on, he’s slick with sweat and cursing up a storm.

“How’s that look?” He asks when he gets down from the ladder and stands beside you.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, tugging him into a kiss. 

“It’s perfect.”

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Joel walks into your house one day, plastic bags hanging from his arms. The clinking of metal against metal announces his arrival.

“Joel? Whatcha got there?” You ask, drying your hands on the dish towel hanging from the stove, one that says “JUST ROLL WITH IT” with an image of a rolling pin beneath it. 

He sets the bags on the counter. “Cat food.”

You blink at him. “Cat food? You bought cat food?”

“Yeah, you mentioned you were running low. Besides, there’s a new calico out there so you gotta start puttin’ out more. Where’s the bowls?” 

He moves around the kitchen with practiced ease, grabbing a spoon and the set of plastic bowls you reserve for the neighborhood cats. It hits you at that moment.

You love Joel Miller.

Your smile is huge when he turns to look at you and he freezes like a deer caught in the headlights. You close the gap between you, wrapping your arms around his waist and hugging him close.

“I love you,” you murmur into his chest. His arms wrap around your shoulders and you feel the press of his lips to your head.

“I love you, too.”

________

BONUS BETTY CONTENT

Joel wakes early the next morning after his first night with you, your naked body still curled in his. He smiles down at you before gently pulling himself from your grasp, stifling his laugh at how you pout in your sleep before rolling over, snuggling into your pillow. He finds the stack of familiar pink Post-Its on your nightstand, scribbling out a note that he’s gone to pick up breakfast and coffee and would be back soon.

He puts on his now dry swim trunks and leaves the house, shutting the door quietly behind him. The neighborhood is still asleep, the sun barely cresting the horizon as he leaves your porch.

“Leavin’ so soon, Mr. Miller?” Betty’s raspy voice calls. He freezes, feeling like a teen caught sneaking out of his house. 

“Good mornin’, Betty,” he says, turning slowly to face her. She’s got a knowing smirk on her face.

“What was it I said about the two of you hittin’ it off?” She asks, tapping a finger to her lips. Joel can feel his cheeks heat. 

“You were right,” Joel admits. 

“I know, dear. I always am. Now, could you bring me back a doughnut while you’re out? Double chocolate. With sprinkles.”

“Yes, m’am.”

[thebetawolfgirl]

Bonding Time pt9

Pairing: Timmy x Reader

Warnings: Smut, Smut and then some more smut!

A/N: A bit later than I wanted to post it, but it’s been nonstop today!

Bonding Time part 9

Y/n looked at her outfit in the mirror and sighed as Timmy watched from the bed, she quickly stripped and tossed the dress aside grabbing another one.

‘Baby, you’ve tried eight dresses on so far, just pick one. You will look beautiful no matter what you wear.’

‘I don’t actually know why I’m so stressed out about this. We’ve met with mom’s friends hundreds of times-‘

‘But not as a couple, last time you saw them we were at each other’s throats, literally. Anyway, who cares what your mom’s friends think? None of them can judge.’

‘One of them is Sarah’s mother, Timmy! And Stacey’s mom will be there too you know.’

Timmy rolled his eyes lighting a cigarette. ‘Imagine my fear! I broke it off with Stacey weeks ago. She’ll be with her next plaything already. Not my problem if she hasn’t told her mother yet.’

Y/n finally settled on a blood red halter dress and walked over to him pinching his smoke and putting it out, before he pulled her on top of him kissing her.

‘That’s a lovely dress did someone buy it for you?’ He asked smirking wrapping his arms around her.

She smirked back. ‘Yes my boyfriend did.’

‘Ahh he has good taste.’ He smiled and sat up with her on his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

‘We do this today and that’s us. We’re done with the sneaking around and keeping secrets, we can be ourselves.’

‘That will be nice. Just Sarah to deal with then.’

She played with the buttons of his shirt watching him as he rolled his eyes.

‘Fuck her, she’s insignificant now. If she has an issue after all this time she can complain about it to her therapist. And none of that family can judge, her mother was her father’s apprentice and young assistant who he knocked up while he was still married to his first wife.’

Y/n sighed nodding and pecked his lips gently smiling before moving off him.

‘We need to get going, we don’t want to be late.’

‘I’m going to show you off to everyone. I don’t give a fuck who doesn’t like it. All those old ladies can all go to hell. Except Elaine, of course.’ He smiled standing up and kissed her hand.

She smiled back and left the apartment together.

When they arrived at the restaurant everyone was already seated and were waiting for them before ordering, y/n saw Sarah and Emma were both there and chose to ignore her and squeezed Timmy’s hand for support.

She knew he was curious as to why they were both there but Stacey was nowhere to be seen.

Y/n also knew that Timmy would now be full on with his affection just to rub it in Sarah’s face and she had no issue with that.

Y/n looked around at the surprised faces of her mother’s friends and smiled.

‘Are we ordering then? I’m starving!’

She states grabbing a menu and sharing it with Timmy.

‘Is that all you have to say?’ Sarah blurted out.

‘Are you really going to make a scene, therefore embarrassing your mother in front of all her friends in the middle of a busy restaurant Sarah?’

Sarah stopped and looked over at her mother who was glaring. Y/n leaned over to Sarah’s mother smiling ‘By the way Mrs Winston, I forgot to say when I came in, I love your stole, is it new?’

‘Oh yes, thank you dear for noticing. Mr Winston bought it for me while he was in Italy last month.’

‘It’s so beautiful. It’s so lovely to have someone who spoils you with such wonderful gifts isn’t it?’

She looks over smiling at Timmy, ‘Timmy is always spoiling with lovely things, just last week he surprised me by taking me on a boat ride, with a beautiful view of the entire city. Then we had a picnic in Central park. He’s always doing things like that for me.’

‘Well that’s all that matters y/n, finding someone who cherishes and respects you and treats you like royalty is very important.’ Mrs Winston smiled and patted y/n’s hand as her daughter looked on shocked ‘Mom their parents are MARRIED! It’s wrong!’

‘Love is wrong, Sarah?’ She challenged her daughter with a raised eyebrow.

‘You know, dear if you spent a little less time being so interested in everyone else’s business and began living your own life, you could find a love like theirs. You could find a little bit of happiness of your own.’

Sarah looked down and crossed her arms across her chest now in a huff.

Y/n rolled her eyes at her friend’s childishness and immaturity as the food was set down in front of them.

The fact that Mrs Winston who was the most judgemental woman in her mother’s circle was accepting of them was a huge thing, so y/n relaxed and enjoyed her meal.

Timmy lay his hand on y/n’s leg when the first course was finished and raised it up higher slightly under the hem of her dress.

‘Forgive me, but can someone show me to the little boy’s room?’

Y/n wiped her mouth with her napkin and stood up,

‘I’ll show you, I need to reapply my lipstick anyway.’

She smiled at everyone as she led Timmy to the restrooms, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her into another room off to the side and shoved her against the wall attacking her neck and slid his fingers up her dress.

She gasped loudly and wrapped her arms around his shoulders before pulling him up crushing her lips against his in a hungry kiss, he ran his hands up her thighs and grabbed her ass before pulling her underwear off her as she worked on undoing his belt and pants and shoving them down his legs as he picked her up by her thighs and carried her over to a nearby desk making sure not to trip over his pants around his ankles and lay her down breaking the kiss before burying himself balls deep into her already soaking folds.

She gasps and bit her lip to keep from screaming and dug her nails into the desk underneath her, as she felt him going deep repeatedly driving into her hard enough her entire body rocked against his thrusts.

‘T-Timmy don’t s-stop!’ She stammered panting. She reached up and grabbed his shirt pulling him down and kissed him hard as he tucked his arm under her back and ground his hips against hers before pulling her up to sit on the edge of the desk and grabbed her hips as she wrapped her arms around his neck as he moved his mouth down her throat pulling her closer against him as he continued to slam his dick into her over and over again.

They fell back together against the table with a dull thud and came in a powerful orgasm together clinging to each other as he buried his face against her neck his hot breath panting against her skin. He lightly dragged his nails down her back leaving light scratch marks on her skin.

She slid her hand up his back under his shirt feeling the damp skin and droplets of sweat rolling down, he hissed against her ear and trails his tongue up her neck before nipping the shell of her ear. She shivered against him catching her breath and wrapped her legs around his waist resting her feet against the edge of the desk as he left wet open mouth kissed along her jaw before reaching her lips and pushed his tongue inside her mouth.

She gripped his jaw and returned the kiss hungrily, running her fingers through his curls.

They broke apart and he helped her up and off the desk before fixing himself quickly, as she fixed her make up and hair, she was looking for her underwear when she saw him with them in his mouth between his teeth looking at her with her devilish gleam in his eye.

She walked over and tried to grab them back but he moved his head away and instead shoved them in his back pocket smirking.

‘You can’t be serious? Timmy give them to me.’ She looked at him shocked as he walked towards the door, she followed him and caught up with him before he could reach for the handle and blocked the door before grabbing him opening his top button and biting down hard on his skin near his collarbone, making him hiss and release a squeak of surprise before he fell against her his forehead against the door behind her as she continued to leave her mark on him.

She was going to be the death of him, he was now completely convinced of it. She was the only woman in this world who could bite him and he became a puddle worth absolutely nothing. She was more addicting than an Class A drug.

In fact who needed Heroin when she bit him that way, she turned his head and kissed him firmly.

She pulled away and opened the door smirking before turning away as he fixed his collar with trembling hands and followed her fixing his hair.

They returned to the table and no one was none the wiser about where they were. In fact when Timmy sat down the women were talking about the latest fashion on the rails right now and Sarah must’ve left early.

Afterwards when they were heading home Timmy wanted to take her back to his where they would have no unwanted visitors and he could have her all to himself tonight.

‘Ok, it would be actually nice to be together without people letting themselves into my apartment as if they live there.’

So they went to his apartment and the moment he got in he had her over his shoulder and carrying her to the bedroom. ‘I want you again!’

He tossed her onto the bed and flipped her onto her stomach and untied her dress from the back before leaning down and biting her shoulder blade making her gasp, she sat up and turned to him grabbing his shirt ripping it open hearing the buttons tear of and scatter everywhere. He grabbed her by her throat before tossing her backwards and removed her dress in one sweep throwing it on the floor and undressed himself, climbing over her.

She ran her fingers up his chest lightly coming to his bite mark and pressing her fingertip against it firmly, making him hiss before pushing into her slowly, making her eyes roll back. He groaned watching her come undone, and began thrusting into her as she reached for him to hold him against her. He melted into her arms his breathing becoming laboured as she held onto him while he thrust into her.

She gasps audibly against his shoulder as she ran her hands down his sides and gripped his hips to signal him to go harder.

She gripped his hips digging her nails into his flesh as he rut in harder than ever, burying his face further against her neck. She knew his waist and hips would be covered in bruises from her fingertips but she had never had him go this deep or hard before.

She ran her hands up his back and dug her nails into his skin scratching him as she panted against his shoulder before leaning down and ran her tongue over his bite mark and he groaned against her and slammed faster into her before grabbing her waist shoving her further up the mattress and flipping them pulling her on top of him without pulling out of her and made her ride him.

She pushed her hands against his chest and rocked against him hard causing the bed to rock against the back wall, as he gripped her waist tightly groaning before he pulled her down and kissed her hard as she rode him as hard as she could.

This was the second time they had gone this intense before, Timmy had rode her so hard today people would definitely see her nail marks on that desk, now she was riding him into the mattress where the bed was moving on it’s own and they both knew the wall behind the bed would be chipped and/or scraped.

It was the fact that people knew now, they wouldn’t need to hide anymore and they could walk around like a proper couple that got them crazy. They came in another earth shattering orgasm panting each other’s names over and over, her hair was sticking to her skin as they tried to catch their breathes, he pulled her up against him and bit down on her neck hard hearing her gasp audibly and grip his hair.

‘Argh! T-Tim.’ He flipped them onto their side and sucked her neck hard making sure to leave a mark, before letting go and kissing up her jawline as she ran her fingers through his curls massaging his scalp, causing him to nuzzle her neck.

‘Y/n.’ He whispers her name like a prayer as he rubs his hands over her back, she pulls on his curls gently causing him to moan her name again. They pulled apart slightly and looked at each other in the dark bedroom before he rolled them letting her lay on her stomach and crawling to lay on her back and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Everyone knew now. Well everyone that was important. They no longer needed to hide. Both their parents new, y/n’s mother’s friends knew, they hadn’t heard anything from Emma but they weren’t too worried about it. Sarah didn’t approve still but they didn’t care about her.

Now it was their own friends group, all they had to do was go ‘public’ so to speak. But this was a whole new adventure they couldn’t wait to explore together.

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[arse-crack-thistle]

rwrb characters and their eras tour outfits

so i saw this tiktok asking what we think alex and henry are wearing to the eras tour, so here’s what i think the super six would do if they were all going together (in new york, i assume)…

(in my head they all choose an era and base an outfit on that…probably nora and pez’s idea)

alex - he fights for reputation and wins. i’m thinking black, sparkle, and chains. leather jacket with a black rhinestone snake on the back and a black mesh crop top underneath. black distressed jeans cuffed over combat boots. chains around his neck and hanging from his jacket and pants. thin black sunglasses that he later uses to hold back his curls when the house lights go down. oh and he definitely has the sharpest black eyeliner on his lids.

henry - he has a choice: either live in his reputation era with alex or be his complementary opposite. so he chooses lover. i’m thinking ‘80s high school student with lover energy. light-washed jeans with white chuck taylors. tucked in, a loose-fitted pastel button-up with cuffed sleeves. maybe it has splotches of color or faded butterflies on it…idk some kind of print. on top, a hand painted jean jacket with “london boy” in loopy pink typography on the back. a glitter lover heart around his eye (bc nora insists).

nora - speaking of, i’ll keep this simple for her. a fully identical ring leader costume to what taylor had on the red tour. she may be an irl chaos demon but i think she’s anointed herself the unofficial leader of “super six does eras tour 2k23” so this fit is appropriate for her. i mean she almost made them all wear matching t-shirts like they’re a depressed cishet family at disney world but june talked her down.

june - the queen of fashion herself. this is the trickiest for me bc june wants to do folklore and just wear shortalls and the silver star cardigan to be comfy, but she’ll be damned before she doesn’t match the energy of the others. june goes with evermore and all in on “cowboy like me” to piss alex off since he almost went with rodeo wear. cropped cream fringe jacket with an elegant ivy embroidery on the back and trim. underneath, a bustier and shorts of the same fabric with the same embroidery. of course she’s wearing a cowboy hat, cream with the ivy details. and caramel cowboy boots (rounded toe bc she’s a utility girl). everything but the boots are custom made in austin.

pez - “this night is sparkling! don’t you let it go!” yeah so as soon as he saw taylor in all of her enchanted ballgowns, he knew he had to be her nigerian billionaire glitter prince. and that’s exactly what he does. he commissions a nigerian designer to make a suit and headpiece using akwete fabric in the colors of the speak now era’s visuals. all accented in rhinestones of course. he’s also all about the accessories with a watch, bracelets, necklaces, shoes, and glasses from various luxury brands. he does the absolute most, and everyone loves him for it.

bea - angel is in her midnights era, and i am here for it! bc of bullshit princess rules she couldn’t wear a bodysuit like she wanted. but no matter, she’s still going to shimmer. having not seen anyone do it yet, she literally learns to sew and diy’s a mini dress version of taylor’s yellow dress at the end of the bejeweled music video. it was totally, incredibly frustrating but she nails it! complete with lace, bows, and a little more sparkle, the dress hits so hard. she pairs it with sparkly louboutin boots and replicas of the hair clips and choker she bought off etsy. june helps her do taylor’s hairstyle from the video, while she does the makeup, beauty mark included.

so yeah that’s what i got. what do you think?? bc this is such a fun prompt and i could see each character doing like fifty different things lol <3

[lee-writes-things]

☆ the hawthorne brothers+ avery, max, libby, rebecca, and thea during the eras tour ☆

a/n: co-written by @nutellani and i. this was originally just going to be stored in my notes app because i had a big brain thought but then i decided that tumblr doesn't have enough tig content and i needed to help change that. i got stumped on a few things, so i of course asked my lovely mutual nova for some assistance <3 (tysm!!)

aaaanway, enough about that, here you go:

they obvi went to the concert in texas. they probably got tickets for both arlington and houston bc rich people yk

nash wore a sparkly cowboy hat and so did libby

(idc what you say, in my head, he likes glitter and i will stand on that hill)

in fact they all wore sparkly cowboy hats (xander forced grayson), but nash and libby's were matching

grayson ofc is wearing all black, very rep era but he's secretly a lover girl at heart. he also likes midnights because let's face it- who doesn't??

but everyone convinced him to get his jacket embroidered with "ts" and a few snakes along the sleeves and back to pull together the whole rep look

i don't think i finished talking about nash and libby?? anyway, matching sequin cowboy hats, nash wore a flannel with patches from different albums

him and libby spent a whole night designing it

libby wore a tee shirt from the midnights album

and the night before, nash and libby painted her favorite lyrics on some black cargo pants and some cute lil doodles

nash totally wrote N+L on one of the pockets inside a big red heart because i said so

very cute couple moment

thea is in her rep era because she's a badass so she wore all black with some maroon to make her outfit pop, she got her nails done and everything

girl was drop dead gorgeous

rebecca went with a more simplistic look, lavender flowly dress just under the knee, with a cardigan. yes, the cardigan. rebecca gives off very mellow and soft vibes so i think that's why she went with an evermore themed outfit

now, onto avery. i think her favorite albums is midnights and rep because of the vibe of the songs and overall it is just SO HER and i feel like she wore a shirt with the midnights album cover on it. she also wrote her favorite lyrics from the album on the front of the shirt with a fabric pen or something of the sort. i can also see her wearing a rep outfit too tho!! she is rich so since she could go to two concerts and wear both outfits ig lol

jameson is a total swiftie!! xander is too but we'll get to that next this boy would really like 1989 and a good handful of songs from lover because they remind him of avery

he would wear something 1989 themed but also something sorta flashy, i think

now moving onto max

she for sure loves the love triangle in folklore/evermore but also enjoys midnights

she radiates night owl energy because she'll stay up until 4am to finish a really good plot twisty dark romance novel and the whole track (midnights 3am edition) reminds her of her favorite ships. she makes edits and you can't convince me otherwise. although max does love evermore, she would totally love speak now era taylor and therefore would wear that really pretty purple sparky dress on the album cover!!

xander totally bought it for her

and with max looking like a literal princess, he would be mad blushing

and when he snaps out of his daze, he would tell her how pretty she is because let's face it- max is beautiful

now, as mentioned before, xander is a hardcore swiftie and i will always think this

he is a lover lover, so definitely went with a hat of the colors on the album

totally bitch-slapped toxic masculinity in the face by wearing pretty pastels

and definitely had the jacket from the yntcd MV!!

their favorite eras (and moments i suppose) on tour:

nash: debut, fearless

we love his nomad cowboy vibes

he also definitely vibes along with whatever libby likes too because he's down bad-

anyway

grayson: red

definitely shed a few tears during all too well ten minute version even though he tried to hide it

cus it reminded him of emily

i hate her with a passion

this isn't about her though

he loved the song and performance for 22 since he's in his 20's and his family is always telling him to loosen up

attending this concert definitely helped him

jameson: 1989

screaming along to style for sure!! me and nova were talking a bit about how he fits the description-

Exhibit A, "you got that James Dean daydream look in your eyes" is so him!!

Exhibit B, because i said so

me and nova totally weren't fangirling over this, i have no idea what you're talking about-

xander: lover

xander fs would start dancing with max and singing softly when taylor sang lover

and nash caught it all on camera

such a cute candid moment

i love xander+max with everything in me

libby: midnights

more specifically, WCS because she could relate to "give me back my girlhood, it was mine first"

fuck drake

i know that she wasn't a teen when they were in a relationship but she was still young, and he was toxic asf

aaaanyway, she would also love when tay performed vigilante shit

tay slayed so hard (i had to tell myself to turn down the gay because my mom and sister were at the concert with me lmao)

everyone felt things when taylor did that performance, to say the least

ik thea and practically everyone else would be in awe~

thea: reputation

would scream along to don't blame me

and she would sound amazing because there's nothing she can't do bffr

and rebecca would be like "damn how'd i get so lucky"

thea would also love karma from midnights because i feel like she's the type of person to not give af about other people and their opinions cus she knows that bad things are coming their way

"me and karma vibe like that" is so her

but she could also shit talk and stand her ground (and also fight)

i also think that that one part of don't blame me, "don't blame me, love made me crazy if it doesn't, you ain't doing it right" and "my drug is my baby" she would sing while making eye contact with rebecca

rebecca: evermore (and folklore obvi)

she would sing and sway softly and thea would take such a beautiful candid photo of her while she sings aksjaja

and when cardigan plays, she would grab thea's hand and dance with her, foreheads touching

this time, xander would take a photo of them like that and it becomes thea's homescreen

thea would also love champagne problems omfg-

rep gf x evermore gf is such a cute dynamic and they slayed so hard

and nowww avery: rep and also midnights!!

would love getaway car with a PASSION

it's just so her <33

"you were driving the getaway car" is very averyjameson even tho the rest of the lyrics aren't lol

she would love mastermind and especially the lyrics "you knew that im a mastermind and now you're mine"

and Paris!!

both songs are so averyjameson coded

"im so in love i might stop breathing drew a map on your bedroom ceiling" and "no i didn't see the news cause we were somewhere else" ajdjjahd

it's THEIR song and i will defend that till the day i die

bonus: i almost forgot to include oren and alisa, im so sorry, im very sleepy!! anyway, oren refuses to wear anything other than his usual attire meanwhile this concert is one ofbthe very few instances where you see alisa in casual clothes. not many people know (other than the hawthornes of course) that she's a swiftie because she always acts so professional. she wears that one red letters shirt that says "who's taylor swift, anyway? ew." and everyone does a double take cus she also has her hair down and doesn't look formal lmao. during some songs avery looks over her shoulder and swears she could see oren have the slightest smile and head-bumping along to the music.

to wrap it all up, they would ALL HAVE THE NUMBER 13 PAINTED ON THEIR HANDS IN DIFFERENT COLORS AND FONTS!!

and also a little extra because me and nova were having big brain moments and i HAVE to include it, it would be a crime if i didn't

They would all scream to paper rings but guess what else?? a PROPOSAL!!

my nashlibby brainrot needed to be included even more:

"i love shiny things but id marry you with paper rings" is so them because even tho they're rich, they value the little things <3

libby is so into the performance, it takes her a minute to realize that the stage screen is on her

she's confused because why would the cameras be on her??

and then taylor would point just behind her to where nash was on one knee

the ring wasn't shiny, it was literally a paper ring

nash didn't have a full on speech planned out

but of course libby would say yes

they kiss, it's on the big screen and everyone (taylor, backup dancers, everyone) cheers

it was caught on camera by practically everyone which leads to their engagement going viral all over tik tok and other media platforms!!

after the concert, back at Hawthorne House, they made a resin/epoxy(i think that's what it's called) mold to preserve the ring, and keep it from getting damaged

and the end because not only can i not think of anything else, but it's 4am while i save this to my drafts-

p.s. huge thank you again to @nutellani, you helped me with this so much when i was having a brain block. you have wonderful input, and i owe you big time!!

(majority of how we got more ideas was thru incoherent fangirling over taylor and tig haha)

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole Part 5: Don't Fuck It, You Muppet: Instagram AU Matty Healy Series

A/n: posting this insta post before part 6 is posted :) hope you enjoy

You can read part 5 here

Orrrr the whole series can be found here

Warnings: probs some mistakes so ignore them

thisislou via stories:

loufanpage:

loufanpage I cannot believe I'm making this post... But I met @thisislou!! (And @trumanblack but we will get to that later). She was the sweetest person I have ever met and her hugs are amazing! She asked us how we were and signed our stuff for us. Her security wasn't too happy with it but she literally made us feel so welcome. Matty came out to smoke (of course) and he was lovely too. We didn't get any pictures with Lou unfortunately bc Matty came out and we were a bit distracted. But we got this sneaky one of her, hope she doesn't mind. We gave them some gifts and left but omg it was the best.

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thisislou so sorry we didn't take photos, thank you for the flowers lovely! ❤️

-> loufanpage am I dreaming this?

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fan1 omg you're so lucky

fan2 her outfit 😍

-> loufanpage ikr! And omg she was wearing no make up and that girl is gorgeous!!

fan3 what were they like together?

-> loufanpage idk really, just like friends I guess, we were all a bit too taken aback by the fact they were standing in front of us haha. Think Matty is like... Affectionate with all this friends so not sure if anything else is going on tbh... Sorry haha

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lou75fan I met Lou once too and shes the sweetest, like asks fans how they are, has a Convo will them and never makes you feel like you're intruding or need to leave... Really hope her &Matty are together and if not hope they get together

-> loufanpage honestly this describes her perfectly! Also I hope so too, they looked really cute together can't lie

thisislou:

thisislou my fans are just the best 🩷🌷honestly, to the fans who gave me these, you made a pretty awesome day, even better. Thank you 🙏

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trumanblack pretty

loufanpage omg you're so welcome

-> thisislou 🩷🩷

fan1 awe 🥹

75fan cute

lou75fan you're the best and deserve all of the love

fan2 the person who gave you these and met you and Matty is living my dream🥹

fan3 thought she was going to say Matty bought these for her for a sec

the1975updates:

the1975updates Matty at tonight's concert holding up a shirt that a fan gave him the day before. He retold the story of meeting the fans before he gave the shirt to Lou and she wore it for the rest of the show

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loufanpage omg I gave him that!! Couldn't believe it when she wore it

fan1 I was there... He called her love... It was adorable

1975fan their chemistry is unreal, if they're not together... They should be

lou75fan they're together but I can prove it

fan1 whatever is going on with them I'm so happy for both of them

fan2 don't know if it's just me but I've been a fan of both the 1975 and Lou for years and this makes me so happy. She's perfect for him man and he's really just a big softie and I know she'll love him the way he's always needed

thisislou:

thisislou looking through my phone and found these absolute gems @bedforddanes and @rass1975

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bedforddanes75 awe look at you being cute and posting photos of me🥹 (and Ross 😏)

-> thisislou love you G

-> bedforddanes love you too

trumanblack how cute

rass1975 the good ol days ❣️

-> thisislou I dunno... These days are pretty good too Macdonald

charli_xcx look at little G🥹

-> thisislou going to send you the others I found bc they were so adorable

-> bedforddanes75 please don't embarrass me 🙏

thisislou:

thisislou behind the scenes of my show wardrobe... Still convinced they've mixed my wardrobe up with Matty's

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trumanblack maybe I've been sneaking my clothes into your wardrobe so you wear them in front of thousands of people 👀

-> thisislou you pest 🖕😋

-> trumanblack ur welcome

fan3 I swear.... Something is happening between them twooo

-> hater1 it's probably a or stunt to boost the bands rep or some bs

75fan I ship them so hard... If they're not together my heart will break

the1975updates his comment 👀 what is going onnn

1975adam one Matty is enough thank you

rass1975 better wardrobe than me which is unfair ☹️

-> thisislou oh poor Ross ☹️ need a cuddle 👉👈

-> rass1975 fuck off 🤣 worse than Matty

-> thisislou oii now that's too far 🤣

-> trumanblack hey ☹️

bedforddanes75 from what I see in the comments I think I missed us taking the piss out of Matty

-> thisislou never too late for that

[angelforstyles]

Lonely (together) Chapter Four

Lillian’s POV

Five days have passed and I haven’t seen Harry. He’s been busy the whole time.

I’ve cleaned my apartment a few times, rearranged my library, organized my paintings and notebooks, washed my paintbrushes, sharpened my pencils.

I’ve done two new paintings, read a book, and started discovering new smoothies. I’ve only gone out to the grocery store once.

I even organized my closet. I’ve done everything and I still feel like I’m missing something.

Now I’m literally on the living room floor looking at the stars.

I pull out an old device I brought with me when I was taken from my home when I was 16.

It’s one of the few things I’ve taken with me.

If I turn off the lights, it reflects the stars and space onto the ceiling and walls. I’ve been like that for a couple hours.

The girls are busy so I haven’t asked anyone to hang out with me. And I miss Harry.

In the past few days I have thought about all the moments we have had together.

I have written down all the positives and negatives of the situations that happened between us, his personality and how he treats me.

There was not one negative thing. (Except on my part there was)

My phone rang with a notification.

Harry: Hello princess. How are you?

Me: Fine Harry, how are you?

Harry: Good, I wanted to check up on you.

Me: Don't worry about you :)

Harry: Sorry I haven't seen you the past few days, I was busy, my mom and sister came to town without telling me. Things are a bit chaotic around here.

Me: I'm happy for you! Enjoy with them

Harry: Thanks. How do you handle your break?.

Me: Ahhh I don't know where I am if I'm being honest

Me: I did everything. I painted two paintings I feel like I'm going crazy but enjoy it, don’t know how

Harry: Aw princess. Relax, don't be too busy and not taking care of yourself, and I'm really happy that you're spending your time enjoying your hobbies.

Me: Don’t worry, thank you Harry

Harry: I really wish I could come over but my mom insists I stay with them after work and I quote: ‘We only see you once a year, we have the right to see you, and it's clear you have nowhere else to go.’

Harry: Plus she's the one forcing me to stay home.

Me: I don't know if I should be sad or happy for you, but I laughed

Harry: Naughty princess.

Me: Sorry🥺

Harry: None of that. Anyway I’m gonna try to stop by tomorrow.

Me: Okay byyye <3

Harry: ❤️

I can't wait for tomorrow.

——

It's 4pm. I'm cooking some pasta, I decided to start a new book series so I went and bought it today.

A soft knock on the door made me scared then I remember Harry knows the code.

I tried to fix my hair while looking at the mirror next to the door. I was wearing a pink t-shirt and gray pants.

I opened the door and Harry was standing with a bag in his hand. "Hello princess" He opened his arms and I threw myself at him. "Hey you did it" my voice is muffled on his neck.

Then I pulled away and looked at his face "Your work ends in an hour! Why did you go out early?" I said with my hands still on his shoulders and his on lower back.

"I wanted to see you" he said softly and smiled.

"Do you want to eat?"

"It smells delicious here but mom wants us to go out to a place I don't even know what" I laughed and hugged him again.

"I brought you something" he whispered in my ear.

"What?" "Do you want to know?" He said as he lifted the bag up.

"Harry" I said sadly and looked at him.

"Stop looking at me like that or I will fucking get on my knees."

He said and my heart started beating fast and everything disappeared from my mind except his sentence.

I looked at him with wide eyes. He cleared his throat "Do you want to open it now?" He said nervously. "Um okay" I took the bag from him.

I opened it gently and it was a red box. I turned to him and said "Why did you bring me a gift?"

He looked at me softly "When I saw it I remembered you so I brought it for you." I felt butterflies flying in my stomach.

I opened the box and there was a beautiful red bag the size of the one I have that I always wear. But more beautiful. "Harry" I said and felt tears gathering and my throat tightening. I gently put it on the table and hugged him.

"Thank you didn't have to buy me anything" I said and the tears fell "Hey no need to cry, it's just a bag princess”. He said stroking my hair.

“Oh my God, I forgot the food on the stove.” I ran and put out the boiling pasta and went back to him. “Nothing burned,” I said, laughing and wiping my tears.

As we sat on the couch, his phone rang. “Mom uhgh” Harry pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes.

Then he answered. “Yes mom.. I know, I’m close.. No.. okay.. No I said okay mom.” His brows furrowed and he let out a sigh of annoyance. He hung up.

He looked at me, smiled and kissed my cheek, "I have to go, sorry." I hugged him and murmured, "It's okay." He pulled away and looked at me, about to say something before he got up and left.

For two days we texted late at night, in the afternoon, and when he finished work. It was very innocent conversation.

Today his mother and sister are going back to England. I didn't mean to get excited, but I was. I missed spending time with him.

The girls were going out today but I told them I was busy. Harry and I were going to go to the library.

I was getting ready, I put on a little white dress and comfortable white boots.

I put on my make up and now I was standing by the window waiting for Harry to come. I saw his car stop and I jumped and then pulled myself together.

A minute later there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and it was Harry in a half-open shirt. His hair was shiny and he looked like he had just taken a shower.

“Harry" I hugged him and he lifted me off the ground and spun us around. "Harry" I laughed "My princess" he said with a laugh. "Put me down, my dress will wrinkle"

He put me down and we recovered from laughing then looked at each other. “Are you ready?” he said with a smile “Yes sooo ready !!”

He took my hand and we walked out to the car, I didn't feel for a second that our situation was as wired as my friends say, I pushed the thought aside and enjoyed the moment. He opened the car door for me and I got in.

The drive to the library was quiet with little conversation. We were going to one of the biggest libraries. I was so excited.

He parked the car and we got out. There were people everywhere. I was starting to feel nervous so I moved closer to Harry until my hand was brushing his. "Are you okay?" I nodded.

He put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. I looked at him and he smiled so I felt comfortable putting my arm around his waist and he didn't say anything.

We walked around the library and I looked at the books and took pictures of several to buy later.

When we got out Harry said, “There’s a museum close to the library do you want to go?” My heart skipped a beat because I always wanted to go and never had the time or energy.

“If you want to.” Harry didn’t reply and we walked to the museum. It was indescribable, everything was so beautiful, I wanted to stay longer but Harry said it was nine and we should get out.

We got in the car and Harry said, “Dinner?” “If you’re hungry.”

“Are you hungry princess?” “Not much.” We stopped at a red light. “What do you want to eat?” Harry asked in a low voice. “Anything?” “Indian food?” I don’t like Indian food.

“If you want” “Italian?” “Anything is fine.” Harry took a deep breath and stood to the side.

“What do you want?” My cheeks burned. “It’s no big deal Harry, anything will be fine.” Harry went to the restaurant where we had eaten the first time.

We sat next to each other and Harry ordered almost everything in the menu after he asked me and I said pasta. We finished dinner and went back to my apartment.

Harry came out and we stood at the building door. I thought he wanted to come in but he stopped and took my hands.

“Did you have fun today?” he whispered, his face close to mine. “Uhm” I looking at our hands.

“Did you know that I like spending time with you princess?” My cheeks burned.

“Can I ask you something?” He said softly, I looked into his eyes my heart pounding and my hands starting to shake, but he held them tightly to stop them from shaking.

I looked up and for a moment I thought I might faint from the way he was looking at me. His eyes were shining, clearly nervous.

“Yes” I whispered and looked down. “Look at me” I looked up after a few seconds. “May I take you on a date?”

My ears started ringing, I started feeling dizzy, my heart was beating all over the place, and my legs couldn't hold me up.

Harry’s POV

Two days ago, I thought she would refuse to go on a date with me. But her eyes sparkled, her pupils got bigger and her hands were shaking, but she just smiled and nodded.

I couldn't believe it so I texted her that night to make sure she still wanna go out with me. So here I am going to buy flowers for her and pick her up.

I got the pink flowers. I knocked on her apartment door. Seconds later she opened the door wearing a short, soft pink dress.

I smiled and hugged her, "You look beautiful" I kissed her cheek. "Look at the coincidence, I brought you pink flowers" She laughed and took them then kissed my cheek. "Thank you Harry" She went to put them in the water and came back and we left.

We went to a fancy restaurant, and took the elevator to the thirtieth floor? I don't really know, she's so beautiful and took all my attention.

We sat at a table but she didn't like her chair position and wanted to sit next to me so I moved my chair closer to her. "So you never drink?" I asked curiously.

"No, I guess I'm afraid of losing attention to what's going on around me" she said playing with her hair.

The food was served and we sat talking about what she did and where I went with my mom and sister and my fights with my sister. I didn't go into much detail about my relationship with them.

We finished dinner and I dropped her off at her apartment.

A few days later we had our second date, it was at her apartment. We played puzzles and ordered dinner.

We sat in silence for a moment after dinner. “Harry,” she said quietly and nervously.

“Yeah my princess?” “I want to tell you something,” she mumbled, looking at her hands.

“You can tell me anything.” She looked at me for a moment then looked away. “I’ve never kissed anyone before” she whispered, hugging her legs. What?

“Don’t be mad at me, please,” she whispered, covering her eyes. “I wanted to tell you before but I couldn’t” she said with a trembling voice.

“Hey, look at me,” I pulled her hands away from her eyes, her face red and her eyes watery.

“You’ve never kissed anyone before? Like never? Not even a kiss without a kissing?” She shook her head no. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “There’s nothing to apologize for.”

I looked at her lips for a moment then into her eyes, “Sorry but does that mean you didn’t do the other stuff??” She shook her head and put her hands over her eyes. I pulled her hands away again.

“You’ve never had sex?”

“Harryyyy.” She closed her eyes.

“You’re the only guy I’ve ever talked to,” she said with a trembling voice. I hugged her when she almost cry and then we moved on.

I convinced her to come over to my place for our next date. She agreed so here I am today nervous as hell.

I made lasagna since she loves all kinds of pasta. With Caesar salad and champagne if she wanted to drink.

I went to take a shower and put on a black shirt and pants. I texted her to let me know when she was ready and I sent her my driver Cal.

Lillian’s POV

Call me crazy but I feel like he's going to kiss me today. I haven't given him a chance to touch me on the last two dates. But I think it's time.

I put on a red silk dress, black heels and the bag Harry gave me. I baked a vanilla cake, and put cream and strawberries to take with me. Harry said he'd send me a car so I went out.

A very big man (not kidding) opened the door for me. I thanked him. The whole way I tried to remember the way to Harry's house, it was close but because I’m nervous it felt like it was forever.

We stopped at a gate, the man opened the door for me and I thanked him again.

He talked for the first time "door code 1294" I went to the door next to the gate and wrote down the numbers and went in.

There was little big house and big garden in front of me. I couldn't see it well in the dark but it was very big and full of trees.

I walked to the front door. My stomach started to hurt from the tension. I rang the bell and hoped the pain would go away.

It was just Harry, the place had just changed. There was no need to panic.

Harry opened the door and looked at me with a smile. "Hello princess." He took the box from me and hugged me, then took my hand and we entered.

Directly in front of me on the right was a staircase and on the left was a large living room with a large glass door from ceiling to floor in the middle of the wall. At the beginning of the living room there was a piano and shelves.

Then in the middle was the sofas. The walls were light gray and the couch dark gray, the floor was light. "Do you like it?" Harry asked as I looked around.

I didn’t have time to answer him when a cat came towards us meowing. "You have a cat???" I asked in shock as I got down to pet her.

"Her name is Grey."

"Hi Grey" She closed her eyes as she let me pet her.

"She seems to like you, she's very moody, doesn't like strangers."

“She’s cute Harry,” I said grumbling. “Why didn’t you tell me about her before?” I looked at him and he held out his hand for me to stand up. “I don’t know why it didn’t crossed my mind.”

“Your house so gorgeous .” When we walked in, the kitchen was to the right, open to the living room, and there was a dining table. “Thank you, my princess. Sit down, I will bring the food.”

The table was set with gray plates, spoons, and a candle. I sat on the edge of the table with my back to the kitchen. I didn't think he was that romantic.

I smiled when I saw him coming. "Do you need some help?"

"Just have a seat, princess." I would never get used to the name.

Harry put the salad and lasagna, "Would you like some champagne?" "No thanks." Harry poured himself some champagne and brought me water.

We sat down to eat then I said, "This is so delicious, thank you." I reached for a napkin but hit Harry's glass and spilled all over him. "Oh my god, I'm sorry." I grabbed the napkin to clean it up.

"It's okay, princess." I felt tears welling up in my eyes. "Sorry, Harry." He took my hand and sat me down. "Hey, I'm home, I can easily change, it's okay, princess."

He kissed my head and said, "I'll change and come back."

I wanted to cry when I saw his empty glass. I got up and got the champagne and poured him another one. Harry came back in a grey t-shirt and black sweatpants.

“You didn’t have to refill my glass” he said, smiling at me.

We finished and I got up to put the dishes in the dishwasher with him, but he stopped me and sent me to sit down.

I sat on the couch and Grey jumped into my lap and I played with her. Harry came and sat next to me. “I’ve always wanted a cat, but I never had the time, and I didn’t want to leave the cat alone all the time” I said, then kissed Grey’s head.

I looked at him and slowly our smiles fade. I feel so nervous and excited, i bit my lip and looked down to avoid his stares. Grey jumped around again at me so I kissed her and pet her.

“Princess” Harry whispered and my cheeks burned. I looked up and his face so close, he holds Grey and put her down.

“Harry..” I mumbled. His hand touching mine, i wanna kiss him and i am so scared.

He slowly brings his lips closer to mine and I couldn’t move back, i want him to kiss me.

He brush his lips down on my jaw and i let pathetic breath.

“If you wanna stop you can tell me Princess”

“please” i don’t know what I’m begging for or why. He gives me a soft kiss, i still didn’t make a move not even opening my mouth.

He sucked my lower lip a little and I felt so dizzy, i feel his breath on my face, and wet sucking voice.

He gently pushed me to lie on the couch, my dress exposing my thighs so I kept on of my hands on his, while my other hand on my dress, his other hand on my jaw, sucking my lips slowly.

His nose on my cheek, i feel mine on his, and i feel the recently shaved face, and my stomach burning from the strange and completely new feeling.

My lips haven't moved yet I don't know what to do, it took me a few seconds to mimic what he was doing.

I kiss his upper lip then suck it gently, he stopped kissing me completely and made me do it for a few seconds until he slowly kissed me back.

I was holding my breath but now I'm breathing slowly. My legs started to hurt from the position, but I didn't move.

My hands moved to his shoulders then his neck, I was so nervous to touch him but when I felt his hand moving mine and put it on his cheek to his chest then back his cheek again, I brought his face closer to me as if he could be closer, until I felt my lips hurting me.

I pushed him a little and when I realized that my dress was very high and my panties were showing I quickly put my hands down on my dress.

His hands were behind my back they he carried me to sit on his lap. I looked at him as he smiled and then I realized what had happened.

I put my head on his shoulder and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Harry’s POV

I set her on my stomach because my cock was hard as fuck and I didn’t want to scare her, she put her head on my shoulder for a moment.

I looked down at her thighs, her dress was a bit up. She pulled her head back and looked at me, her face was so red, “hi” I said softly, “you did good princess” I kissed her cheek then her forehead, she hit my lips with hers and start kissing me again, i smiled then i kissed her harder, she whine softly and i almost cum i pull her back, she was out of breath, but tried to kiss me again.

“so greedy baby, you need to breathe”, her expression got sad.

“None of that princess” i kissed her again, our teeth clashed a little. I felt something wet on me, for a moment I thought i cum, but no it was on my stomach, I smiled at the thought of the source of the wetness.

I think she's too busy to realize she's dripping.

I was about to cum and I didn’t even touch my cock.

I pull back, “princess i need the bathroom” She got off my lap, I looked down at the black spot on my gray shirt, then looked at her.

She dragged her gaze down to my stomach. “Harr— I’m sorry oh god” she whispered and reached for a napkin, she was freaking out about to cry and her cheeks were flashing. I stopped her.

“Hay hay, relax it’s fine, happens to everyone” It doesn't happen to everyone. Only happens when you’re so horny.

“it’s okay“ I pulled her between my arms and kissed her head, “you’re so sweet you know? For a first kiss this one was pretty amazing. If I didn't know you I wouldn’t believe it was your first kiss”.

She laughed. “Now i need the bathroom, can i go?” She pulled away “uhmm”

Grey jumped up to her. I walked fast upstairs to my bedroom and go to the bathroom and locked it.

I took my cock out, I tried to be fast, I fist my hand around my cock and let out inhuman grumbling, i fucked my hand fast and hard, with her image on my mind, swollen lips, red cheeks, the line between her breasts, I want to bury my face between them, her delicious thighs, and what is between them, I want to smell, bury myself inside her, I want her touch on me, and I want to touch her everywhere.

“Fuuucccckk” I came so hard, my cum all over the toilet, the guilt on my chest so heavy.

I cleaned the toilet, i took my shirt off and smell the almost dry spot, her smell so good.

I put the shirt in the closet I don’t want to wash it. And changed my pants and put t-shirt on. I went downstairs and she was playing with Grey.

When she looked at me her cheeks turned red, “need something to drink princess?” “Water please “ she mumbled.

I grabbed two glasses. “Sleep here tonight, it’s getting late” she choked on the water, and shook her head no, "I'll sleep on the couch, you can take the bed." She shook her head no again.

“I don’t have to go to work tomorrow, we can make breakfast together.” She looked at me hesitantly and then said, “I don’t have my stuff to stay in.” Grey clung to her and licked her cheek. “It tickles me, oh my god,” she laughed. “I have an extra toothbrush, and I can lend you my clothes.” I smiled at the scene in front of me.

“Harry,” she said, clearly trying to refuse. “I won’t take no for an answer. You brought a cake, huh?”

Her face lit up even more. “Yes! I’ll get it.” I went with her to the kitchen and pulled out a plate. We cut off a piece and started eating. “Your house is so beautiful.” She said as she tried to sit on the counter but couldn’t so I lifted her up. I stood between her legs and held the plate between us. “Really?” “Uh huh.”

“We’re going for a tour in a bit.” Grey came over and started making noises as she tried to jump. We laughed and then I got down and lifted her up to sit on my Angel thighs. “She’s so cute ahghhh”

I've never seen Gray like anyone.

Lillian’s POV

We finished and Harry dropped me off the counter and walked to a door near the kitchen. "Let's go to the basement first"

he said as we went down the stairs and into the gym. "Wow you have your own gym?"

I walked around the room with Harry standing behind me. We went upstairs and went to Harry's office.

There was a desk in front of a floor-to-ceiling window and a library filled with files and books. We walked out silently and went upstairs.

There was a door right in front of the stairs. "This is my room" he said in my ear.

I felt my stomach burn from his deep voice. We walked in, the walls were gray, a very large bed, a couch next to the balcony. The dressing table was between the archway and the bathroom door.

We entered the archway it was a closet.

"Oh my god" it was very beautiful and very big. I looked at Harry in surprise as he smiled.

"Do you own the house?" He nodded.

"I won't forgive you if you sell it."

We walked out of the room and went to three more, all of them guest bedrooms.

Down the hall we entered the laundry room. "Do you have a roof?" I asked.

"No but I have a garden" he said and we went to his room. I sat on the edge of his bed and looked around. The bed was very comfortable and soft and very manly too.

Harry came back from the closet. "I got a t-shirt and shorts and sweatpants I didn't know what you'd like" I blushed and took them. "Thank you.. I need the bathroom" I said as I walked.

I closed the door and it was a very large bathroom with a bathtub and a shower area enclosed. I used the toilet and then got dressed.

My panties were so wet so I took them off and covered them with my dress and put them aside. What happened earlier was so embarrassing.

The pants were too long so I put on the shorts. They were tight but comfortable. His t-shirt was so big and covered my thighs.

I went out and told Harry I was going to get my bag.

I brought makeup remover wipes after our first dinner.

I learned my lesson.

I asked him if he had any face wash and he gave it to me along with a new toothbrush.

I washed up and went out and he got in after me.

I sat on the bed and looked at the clock. It was 11. I didn't have a sleep schedule. Whenever I slept, I slept.

"I can sleep on the couch," Harry said. We already slept in the same bed so there's no need for all this.

"No, it's okay, you can sleep here." Grey entered the room and Harry took her out and closed the door. Then he turned off the lights.

It was very quiet as I got under the grey covers. It was very cold but I tried to warm up.

Next to me Harry, he moved a bit then stopped. "Thanks Harry." I whispered.

"It's okay princess, good night." "Good night."

I kept moving. I couldn't sleep. I didn't know if Harry had fallen asleep.

I looked at the clock and it was 1 am.

I thought about what to do and then decided to get out of bed.

I opened the door quietly and closed it and went downstairs.

Grey was awake too so I sat down to play with her on the living room rug.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" I jumped and put my hand on my heart.

"Harry you scared me." He came beside me.

"You need to sleep let's go." He took my hand and led me upstairs.

“I need water,” I whispered as we entered the room.

Harry sat me down and went to get some. He gave it to me.

“Thank you.” He lay down and pulled me towards him.

A heat between my thighs but I tried to ignore everything and focus on Harry’s breathing.

My head was between his neck and his shoulder, my body on his, he was so warm.

“Harry I can’t sleep.” He held me tighter. “Shhh relax your body.” I tried to relax it but it was no use.

I tried to get out of his grip but he wouldn’t let me.

“Stop moving, I won’t let you go,” he said sleepily. “Harry you sleep, I can’t sleep.” I groaned.

“You’re going to sleep.” I gave up and hugged him tightly, closing my eyes and breathing in his scent.

There wasn’t a single thought in my mind so I fell asleep.

Please tell me what you think :3

[fabulous109]

Hey queen! Can we have a story where Leah and reader are super close best friends and she knows the wolf and vampire lore even though she's not supposed to. Sam agrees to let her come over with Leah and EMBRY IMPRINTS ON HER!!!!! AHHH!

I knew I said this would take a while but then it hit me! My first request thank you! 😊

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Listen, I know you will think they are idiots like I do, but Jacob can actually fix a car. Just bring it for him to look at Friday night when we go to the party.

“Like those guys can do something productive besides catching the sparkly people?” You respond to Leah with a playful smirk.

Leah has been your bff since 8th grade. College was a little rough when she stopped replying to messages, so you made sure to confront her about it. Before you made it to her house through the shortcut between the woods, you were accidentally almost getting eaten alive by Victoria and almost having a heart attack getting rescued by Leah. Although the pretty red hair was worth a compliment, your almost death was how you were able to be in the cool kids group. Except…you knew a little more than what people knew since you were on the front lines of the action. Like literally you saw Leah phase and that almost made you pass out or have that heart attack. Once Sam found out, Leah was able to tell you the rest..that included all the tea! Yeah that was a fun way to come back for the summer from college!

And no- Leah didn’t imprint for a few years later on a really cool dude. Honestly he is even better for her than Sam just because they are soulmates in all ways. You were always on her side about the Sam/Emily/Leah drama until you were in the know about the tribe. You understood all sides, but doesn’t mean it still isn’t a cringe conversation. Luckily Leah let a lot of it go when she met her imprint. They even all go out for dates nights together. I’m still mind blown about that one, but the wolves and vamps totally are 85% of that mind explosion.

Speaking of the wolves, Emily and Sam are having a big dinner for the pack and their imprints of any close friends. Sam knew you moved back to town for work and planned to stay permanently so you received an invite. You kinda didn’t want to go. Leah used to complain about them never wearing shirts and showing off. Not that you minded a great looking guy, but the image you had in your head was clones of Seth. Cute and cuddly but not very appealing unless you wanted to date your little brother.

“What am I supposed to wear anyways?” I was kinda excited to go Friday night, but was really nervous for some reason. “Wear that bubble gum pink dress you bought with the sparkly shoes.” I gave Leah an “are you for real?” Look. She responded with an excuse about the weather being nice. Also all I wear is shorts and tees so I guess I might as well wear something nicer with people I’ve never met. Still felt like a set up for a blind date or big joke.

As Friday night rolled around Leah picked you up with her boyfriend. Honestly everyone was expecting fiancé any day now but ya know. You wore the outfit picked out and curled your hair. Leah turned around while her man was driving for an inspection you assumed. “What’s that word you would say?? Oh yeah! Fabulous. You look perfect!” Wow that was a surprise as Leah doesn’t give out too many compliments. Even in this joking manner you still could tell you looked great. Your anxiety subsided as you all started singing to your fav band.

Shortly you arrived at Emily’s place where you could hear music and laughter. Also the air smelled amazing like steak. Leah said it’s a special occasion since you picked a day to attend where steak was being served. These guys can chow down so everyone usually chipped in when it wasn’t simple or cheaper meals. Emily was saint to put up with all this ruckus as Seth ran by wrestling Brady and Collin. He was actually winning and not by cheating either. You were lost in watching them while walking when you accidentally bumped into one of the supposed wolves.

Leah started cackling, “what a great way to make an entrance”. I rolled my eyes while apologizing to Jacob as I was introduced. Leah brought up the subject of the car. As it turned out the car quit this morning so Jake would have to come by and work on it at your house enough to get it to his garage or tow it. You planned to have him come by tomorrow since you are off weekends.

Leah started dragging you deeper in the back yard. You said hello to those you knew- Emily, Sam, Paul, and met Rachel. Jacob you just met too but already knew Seth, Brady, and Collin. You remember some of the guys around the Rez as kids like Quil and Jared but one guy was a stranger. As Leah formally introduced you to the guys, Quil of course put on the moves instantly- as Leah predicted. Jared said hello and promised to introduce you to Kim when she got off work and arrived within the next half hour. As I turned to the last one- wait what name? Never heard of that one but Leah said his name was Embry and he was fine (you kept that thought to yourself). Suddenly you felt scared to look into his eyes but as you did, you met his, but he just stared. Not a smile, nod, or hello. You dropped his hand from shaking it and were embarrassed thinking you must have done something wrong as you turned and went to grab a drink of water.

As you walked off you didn’t see Leah literally grab Embry by the neck and threaten his life if you were not kept healthy, happy, and safe. Embry did look incredibly frightened from her sudden declaration, but she also looked into his eyes and knew his life was made up right there. He didn’t ever tell you but he saw everything. Some of it he couldn’t wait for and others he knew life would throw you hard things but he was always there. And he wanted to always make that promise to you come true every day.

Jared in the mean time face palmed at how embarrassing his friend was and Quil was again rejected. Jake turned up then and came to his rescue by mentioning that you have a car to be worked on…and a partner would be acceptable. Embry didn’t even want to be paid for the mechanic job, he just wanted to take you on a date. Leah noticed and mentioned to ask if you can help Jacob to break the ice…but mentioned smiling would be less frightening.

Embry came over at the moment I turned back to talk to someone I actually knew. I almost bumped into him too. I started to apologize for whatever I did but at that moment he simply smiled and asked for my number. Then he look embarrassed for being quite to the point. I grabbed his hand and told him don’t worry that’s all I wanted when I saw you. He informed me that tomorrow he would like to come to help Jake so that maybe we could go out for dinner to really get to know each other after. That evening we spent a while talking, but I did beat him at monopoly. Finally the night wrapped up and as I was riding home my phone dinged.

Hey it’s me.

Embry. It’s me Embry.

The one from the party. That Embry Call.

Leah was dying laughing by this point and gasping for air as her boyfriend was telling her to breathe.

I rolled my eyes and responded.

*I know it’s you silly. Glad you didn’t forget about me.

I think that’s impossible since I think you will want to forget about me with how much I text you from here till forever.

*Haha not likely but if you call everyday and be someone super close in my life than I’ll forgive you for alllllll those messages. Hey don’t be afraid- I need friends!

As long as one day I might have a chance at being more.

With that I felt my heart almost burst and I couldn’t sleep with excited for tomorrow. 🩷

[multifandom-lesbian09]

Hey so I watched all of “My Life With the Walter Boys” today and wrote down my commentary.

“What a way to tell someone her parents are dead.”

“Ginger woman! Ginger woman!”

“You guys have nine boys, at least one of them’s gotta be gay.”

“Oh I’m so sorry, continue being upset about your… situation.”

“I would actually kill myself before I had to stay in a house with nine boys.”

“That one’s gay. I’m calling it; he has a gay haircut. If it’s not the 90’s and you have a Shawn Hunter Haircut, there is no way you’re not fruity.”

“Y’all just ran outta good names, didn’t you? Benny.”

“FARKLE? WHY IS HE WEARING FLANNEL AND PLAYING A GUITAR?”

“I’m afraid of actually liking this show. Like, that is the most Wattpad name. My Life With the Walter Boys, like… no.”

“A stable family life? You keep an emo Farkle upstairs, what about that is stable?”

“What is that shirt? Oh my god, how many of you are gay?”

“That title makes me want to do things to myself that I don’t normally want to do. Bad things.”

“You, I don’t like you, you can go die.”

“Kill yourself, that’s what I think.”

“I don’t know who she is, but she’s very pretty. I hope she ends up being gay.”

After she introduces herself and says she’s from New York. “And I’m very pretty and my parents are dead.”

“She just did the Hannah Montoya Main Character smile. I bet she wants to go lay in the road while it rains.”

“Her name is Jackie Howard, and she is froM NEW YORK BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN YOU GET TO CALL HER NEW YORK. COLE.”

“Don’t sit her next to your girlfriend. That’s dumb. You’re dumb.”

“Oh, so you're an emo and a nerd.”

“Oh no he bought her lunch, it’s the end of my life! You’ve literally known her for a day.”

“He looks like if Sam Winchester was a Chad. And a cat.”

“You can’t look that much like Jared Padalecki and be such a DICK.”

“Yeah. Me too. But also I think that I deserve ice cream after watching that performance because it was kinda cringy.”

“What are you gonna do? Stand there and watch her eat? Go away.”

“I was gonna say that this better not be a Marcus and Ginny thing, but Marcus is superior and you can go kill yourself.”

“Why are the mediocre looking ones the ones we’re worried about? Let’s look at the Shawn Hunter looking ones.”

“Oh, so he does have a tragic backstory. Because… he can’t play football. What a terrible life he has. With his… multiple girlfriends.”

“Why did you just say oh my word? You’re a teenage girl, say fuck.”

“I don’t think that’s how it works. This has the logic of a Wattpad story, too.”

“Preppy Longstocking? Is this a Disney show?”

“OH. OH. THEY’RE GAY. I LITERALLY CALLED IT FOR BOTH OF THEM. I’M SO GOOD.”

“You’re becoming friends! And that’s really good because I love your face.”

“Bro said he peaked his sophomore year…”

“NO, STOP. NATHAN NO.”

“NO. WHAT THE HELL GUYS. THIS IS YOUR FAULT, COLE, THIS IS WHY I DON'T LIKE YOU.”

“Your brother… and your friend… is in the HOSPITAL. So why don’t we go SEE HIM? Stop MAKING OUT.”

“OH THEY KISSED. OH MY GOD YAAaaaaAAAaY.”

“Yes, she’s holding her banana up to you. Because she’s choosing you.”

About how it shouldn’t have taken Will and Haley breaking up for him to realize she’s more important than any job… “No, it shouldn’t have.” *starts singing Just Give Me a Reason*

“Yes! Jesus Christ, I’ve been telling you people to go to the courthouse since the first episode and you didn’t LISTEN TO ME.”

After Skylar and Nathan kiss “Literally I’m so happy that they’re together. I knew he was the gay one.”

“Screw all of you guys for getting me invested in this show.”

“Who’s Morgan, and why are we ignoring her?”

Reading the note that Cole wrote Jackie “nothing is broken that can’t be fixed…” *starts singing Just Give Me a Reason: the sequel*

When Jackie and Cole are making out “STOP. STOP THAT YOU DUMB FUCKS YOU KNOW YOU CAN’T DO THAT! THIS CAN'T BE A REPEAT ARE YOU SHITTING ME?”

“No, because she’s in the wherever with Cole. Because it happened again, because Cole’s a dick. A DICK, I SAY.”

When Jackie is on the plane back to NY “Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? REALLY? You dicks.”

[dollarbin]

Dollar Bin #31:

Linda Thompson's One Clear Moment

I don't know a sweeter moment in feminist pop music history than Linda Thompson's rebound after being dumped by her guitar god husband in 1982. Here they are before the crash landing.

Richard found himself a solo artist that no one wanted to see without his glorious wife, stuck on a dead end label and (correctly) deemed the villain. Linda, who was pregnant with their third child when he bailed, was taken in by Linda Ronstadt and was immediately offered a big deal record contract with Warner Brothers. Not bad.

It's no wonder why Linda was the bigger draw than Richard at that point. Check out this unspeakably brilliant performance; good luck ever seeing Richard get upstaged by someone anywhere else:

The story gets pretty sad from there; Linda literally lost her voice from the trauma of it all and was unable to make the big deal, cherished solo record she deserved; it was a full three years before she was able to settle in and record One Clear Moment.

And then the album tanked. 82's momentum was long gone: tastes had changed; Kate Bush had been replaced by Madonna; people wanted Born in the USA not Strange Affair. Linda Thompson lost her voice all over again in the aftermath and wouldn't return to performing until the new century. If you want to see the sad depths it all google her 88 Grammy appearance, where she has to lip sync her own song and looks lost at sea. I'm not pasting the video here; it's just too damn sad.

The only bright spot along the way (which led to her Grammy appearance) was thanks once again to Linda Ronstadt, who brought One Clear Moment's monster track of righteous feminism, Telling Me Lies, to the Trio sessions in 87, thereby tapping the public on the shoulder and reminding anyone who would listen that Linda Thompson was the real deal.

The ladies' version is wonderful, full of pathos and soaring vocals. But they were the world's biggest female stars at that point outside of Whitney Houston and Madonna, and they were finally making a record together that the men in their lives had blocked them from making for a full decade: even while they're singing such a sad song I can hear the joy in their voices.

Not so with Linda's own, original version: witness a woman scorned. She's wounded, yes. But she's also empowered and totally pissed:

I love how she takes the song to church, organ swelling. I love how slowly and directly she sings it. Has Richard ever listened to this? How has he ever stopped blushing? In his autobiography he basically refuses to write about it all. I was in the wrong, he tells his readers, in about half a sentence. He goes on to say that he's apologized to everyone involved and that means he's not apologizing to us. Fair enough.

But let's do our part to make things right: let's reconsider the straight-to-the-dollar-bin album that surrounds Linda's most famous song. Sure, the record doesn't include Richard and it does include three dull stinkers (most especially Best of Friends, which sounds intended for the My Little Pony Movie Soundtrack; Stephen Stills is probably watching that movie, if there actually is one, as we speak) on the B Side, but everything else within its grooves is alternatively powerful, ebullient and graceful. Let's set aside a clear moment to sing the record's praises.

Side One opens with Linda channeling Cindi Lauper with Can't Stop the Girl. Had Thompson been 15 years younger, willing to learn a few dance moves, and willing to wear her bra outside her shirt she could have joined Lauper on the Goonies soundtrack.

But it's during the title track, which follows, when things get vital. One Clear Moment sets the tone for everything memorable about this lost gem of a record; it marries 80's synth pop to sophisticated female empowerment; no wonder no one bought the record.

Thompson's lyrics on such songs are biting, fun and tight. Hell, High Water and Heartache includes the following verse, delivered without any flinching:

Some men make weak in the knees / You make me weak in the head / And if that's what you all passion / check your pulse you just might be dead.

Some men drive me wild / You drive me to despair / if i close my eyes and count to ten / promise you won't be there.

And take a listen to the sparse, lovely and biting Only a Boy, in which Linda puts Richard in his childish place then orders him to rot in hell.

Meanwhile the album contains two long forgotten tracks I think we are finally ready for. Take Me On The Subway is dense, dynamic and weird enough to serve as the opening credits track for some new zombie show. I feel commanded to obey her every command, ready to eat manflesh.

Finally, some savvy teen ought to cover In Love With the Flame in their bedroom, throw it on snapchat or whatever and get a million likes. It's bizarre to me how songs like this have not been turned into hits by cool kids once a decade ever since.

Don't you want to light a candle and shake your hips to this song? I know Linda and Richard had a miserable few years leading up to the record but it all made for some groovy tunes. And rest assured, their story has a happy ending.

Linda eventually recovered and has made 3 or 4 solid records in the last 20 years, each with Richard (occasionally) and their son (consistently) backing her. Both men do so with humility and understatement. They know Linda has always deserved center stage. It took some time, but the clear moment eventually came for her steady, majestic and powerful voice.

Let's give it another moment in 2024.