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Just A Pub In Holloway

North London

Nambucca, on Holloway Road was more than a pub, it was more than a small independent music venue, it was a home for the London 2000’s indie scene, both literally and metaphorically as Frank Turner joined Dave Danger (The Holloways) and Jay McAllister (Beans On Toast) in the flat upstairs (along with several others) while Bryn Fowler (The Holloways) was a sound engineer, Joei Silvester (The Supernovas) and Lee Godwin (We Smoke Fags) worked the bar.

The Nambucca story is one that starts in Essex in the ‘90’s when Jay and Dave were school friends. The pair were also in a band together with the hope of success they moved to London at the end of 1999. Unfortunately (or fortunately) the band didn’t last long, Jay ended up handing out flyers and got into promoting while Dave worked at Tower Records.  

They were living in Archway and started Statik, a club night at The Garage, at the opposite end of Holloway Road. Dave would take his laptop to work and rip CDs then play the tracks at the club night, no mixing, just a straight-up playlist of the latest indie bands around. The pair started to build up a friendship group from Statik and they became regulars at the weekly nights around London.  

Down the road from their flat in Archway was Nambucca, a pub that had just been taken over by Bernard. The new landlord, who already had a few other places in the city didn’t expect much from the pub, when Dave and Jay popped in one Sunday they were the only ones in there. They made a deal with Bernard, if they brought a crowd in the following Sunday they’d get some free beers. After their usual Saturday night shenanigans which rolled over into Sunday they brought everybody to Nambucca, the place was packed, Bernard was buzzing and this was the start of what would become the legendary open mic night Sensible Sunday which has seen everyone from Beans On Toast and The Holloways to Mumford & Sons, Laura Marling and Jamie T play.  

After they started putting on a few midweek gigs and trying to get a PA set-up they ended up moving into the flat upstairs. A couple of months later their mate, Jamie, who’d managed pubs before moved in and managed the place. Things started to get a bit messy as Nambucca became a haunt for the indie kids but, as they fell in between two boroughs they got away with stuff and as Bernard wasn’t expecting much he didn’t care as long as he wasn’t losing money. 

Jay “We were tapped into the club nights and knew bands, there was a lot going on elsewhere, we used Nambucca as an HQ. We used it for after parties, invited people in and it drew others in.  

We put stuff on that we thought was fun. We didn’t do it pat each other on the back, we just wanted to throw a good party and music we loved which in turn helped others but we never looked at it like that. Jamie T, Laura Marling and Florence & The Machine stood out early on.”  

Frog 

Jay “After running Statik at The Garage for a few months, the venue, run by Mean Fiddler had a free Saturday night slot in central London, we went for it. Shooting above our stations. That became Frog. Imran, who was the New Bands editor at the NME booked the bands, me and Dave ran the rest. It was the right place at the right time.” 

Frog became the biggest indie night in the UK when 1000 indie kids packed it out every Saturday from 10pm. DJ’s would play the tunes but what Frog became known for was the bands that played at 1am. They were usually unannounced and Imran got the names before anyone else including Klaxons, CSS, Razorlight, Babyshambles, The View, Paramore... Kaiser Chiefs played their first London show there while Young & Lost Club DJ’d the small room. Frog would also take over the upstairs room at Koko every Friday for Club NME. Frog closed in June 2007 with a set by local hero, Kid Harpoon. 

Jay “It ended because of the introduction of the smoking ban. It feels normal now but the venue couldn’t accommodate a smoking area. As somebody, like everybody else at the time enjoyed to drink and smoke so I didn’t feel like I could promote a club I didn’t want to go to myself.” 

Sensible Sunday’s 

Sensible Sunday’s was influential for many, each week Jay would write a song about what had happened that week and perform it on stage which inspired Frank Turner to pick up an acoustic guitar (while he was still in his hardcore band, Million Dead). Laura Marling, Marcus Mumford, Jamie T and Jack Penate were all regulars too, it gave them a stage to perform on and master their craft. 

This was a period of a few years of iconic all-nighters and banging gigs (the 350 capacity venue saw the likes of The Libertines, Florence & The Machine, The Maccabees, Maximo Park, Noah & The Whale take to the stage)  Dave, Jay and the Nambucca team had built up their own community around the pub in Holloway. One Sensible Sunday in 2004 was responsible for the next part in N7’s chapter. 

The Holloways

Alfie Jackson “I had a girlfriend in West London around 2004 and we broke up and I had no home so I stayed with a friend on Holloway Road. A few days later we went to The Garage at the bottom of Holloway Road where I met Dave (who would go on to become) the drummer of The Holloways and Jay who became our manager, and Tre who became a tour manager, and Tristan who became our producer. 

I also met a girl there. It turned out Dave and Jay ran the events at Nambucca and the girl I met worked behind the bar and Tre lived upstairs. I met Bryn at a bar in Crouch End through the girl working at Nambucca. I convinced him to be a bass player even though he wasn’t really playing an instrument at the time. 

Rob was playing at Nambucca a few weeks later, me and Bryn said “we’ll have him”. Rob and I played a set the following week at Sensible Sunday and Dave immediately said “I’ll be the drummer”. 

So this all happened quickly and organically and brought The Holloways together which is why we named the band The Holloways because like some kind of anti-Bermuda Triangle, it brought a bunch of great people together for a great time. I was inspired by The Beatles, Green Day, Oasis, Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead, The Strokes The Libertines and Supergrass. 

Before we started touring we’d be out every night, regulars at the indie discos. It would be cans of Red Stripe on Saturday nights at the Mean Fiddler on Tottenham Court Road for Frog, Sensible Sunday at Nambucca, occasionally Trash on a Monday, Tuesday would’ve been Panic at the Ritzy, sharing jugs of Long Island ice tea, then Jack and Coke’s at Candybox before kicking off the weekend again on Friday at Koko for Club NME. 

I think the first song we wrote was King’s Cross Cutie which ended up being a b-side. I remember playing a demo of this to Bryn on a minidisc player in a bookshop on Tottenham Court Road. There was also Soul For Sale, of which there is on a four-track demo somewhere. Also, early songs were Reinvent Myself and London Town, a personal favourite of mine.” 

The first Holloways show in the capital was a last-minute Babyshambles gig at Nambucca after their central London gig had been cancelled. Gemma Clarke who was drumming for Babyshambles at the time called Dave (they were friends) and asked if Babyshambles could play that night at Nambucca, but on the condition that The Holloways played too. After some convincing he agreed, word spread through the online forums about the gig and The Holloways ended up playing their first hometown show in front of a packed venue.  

The band used Nambucca to write and rehearse, Alfie generally wrote the lyrics and melody while Rob wrote the music. Rob had been riffing the first verse of Generator but it wasn’t a proper song until they started playing it together and beefing it up with punk energy. 

Alfie “We felt like we were the heartbeat of that scene.” 

The Holloways started to take things more seriously in 2005 having quit their day jobs. They’d write their debut album and play live with the likes of Babyshambles, Noel Gallagher, The Wombats, The Pigeon Detectives and Frank Turner where they’d build up a fan base whilst Generator and Two Left Feet got radio play.  

Alfie “For me personally, writing is like breathing and when I find something magic that feeling is hard to describe. I also love putting it together which is what I do now day today as a writer-producer. 

But I also love bouncing off my best mates on stage while hundreds of people go absolutely nuts in a frenetic combustion of joy and energy. The second time we played Glastonbury on the Old Queens Head stage was one of my favourite festival experiences although our performance on The Other Stage was quite monumental while my favourite tour is probably us and The Wombats and my favourite gig was also on that tour when we played at Leeds Met Uni. 

Social media at the time was a new thing. I remember us using Myspace quite a bit but it was something that we did out of necessity rather than want. In a band you just want to be doing things in real life with real people and playing songs and writing songs rather than typing away on a keyboard to try and get people into music.

I’m not sure how we came to the attention of record companies but it was only 18 months after forming that we signed with TVT. In hindsight perhaps we didn’t choose the right label but you never know. Everything happens for a reason. 

We were getting loads of good reviews for live gigs and for the vinyl release of Generator and Two Left Feet put out by Pure Groove Records on Holloway Road.  

We formed late summer 2004 and started recording the debut album during the summer of 2006 in Shepherd’s Bush/Acton, with the legendary duo Clive Langer and Alan Winstanley. It wasn’t the most rock ‘n’ roll studio but it fit in our budget. 

They were great, they had loads of amazing ideas and knew how to get our sound and they’ve worked on Madness and Dexys Midnight Runners so it was a huge honour to work with them, absolute gentlemen as well.  

I think the end product was a bit light. It doesn’t have the fuzz, grit and dirt that our live performances had so I was quite disappointed and never really played it with pride when I heard it because it didn’t sound like we did live. I knew it should’ve had more energy and I think then it would’ve really connected with a lot more people and we would’ve had a lot more success.” 

So This Is Great Britain? was released on TVT Records in October 2006 and received an 8/10 review in the NME who tipped the band for big things. The album was filled with singles, however, at the time it felt like they milked Generator, releasing it 3 times. “We knew Generator was a huge song. We were made some promises by the label and Radio 1 which were broken which meant we then had to re-release it to then make use of the potential that Generator had. 

This all should have been done right with the first release. We were annoyed and mad as it made us look a bit stupid and was one of the nails in the coffin.” 

Nambucca’s community spirit was highlighted on Easter Monday 2008 with Van Aid. 

Jay “I was on my way to support Kate Nash with my mate Ali, who also lived at Nambucca. We crashed a van that we borrowed from Captain Black, we were fine but the van wasn’t. We put on a charity event on and raised enough money to get the van fixed. We asked people to bring any unpaid speeding tickets and we paid them with any money left over.” 

The event has become legendary thanks to an insane line-up. As well as Beans On Toast Nambucca residents Frank Turner and The Holloways they rang their mates Florence (& the Machine) Welch, Eliza Doolittle, Jamie T and Mumford & Sons to play for free. It was quite a day! 

A year and a half after the release of So This Is Great Britain? the band headed to the iconic Sawmills studio to record the follow-up, most of which had been written on the road.  

Alfie “We were down in Sawmills residential studio recording the second album on an all-time high and a trajectory that was taking us to the top. We were living the dream then TVT announced bankruptcy due to a legal battle involving the rapper Pitbull. This meant we paid for the rest of the album ourselves. 

At the same time I heard the news of my girlfriend’s dad falling really ill with leukemia and I had to go back to London and in that time he passed away, I then had to go back to Sawmills to finish the album. 

Also in that time my auntie had to go into hospital as she had a terrible fall in John Lewis. This left her with so many broken bones she was housebound for the remaining 11 years of her life. The energy in the studio changed halfway through that month when we heard that news.  

The rest of 2007 was an awful time of legal wranglings with TVT in administration, we were unable to sign with another label even though the likes of Sony had heard the album and really liked it. The mood in the band really really suffered and we all got frustrated and Rob started playing in another band because we weren’t able to do anything because we didn’t have the new material to release to promote. 

Live gigs became really poor as the energy and conflict in the band had taken away the main great thing about The Holloways which was the spirit. I got really angry with Rob for doing another band. I thought he was been unfaithful but he just wanted to make music because that was what Rob was all about so I understand it now, he was frustrated and felt trapped but I was just so committed to The Holloways. the 2 passions came together in a bad way whereas previously they came together in such good way.” 

Nambucca 2.0 

Gemma Clarke “My dad was offered a few venues to take on but none really struck a chord with us until we were offered Nambucca. I had been hanging out there with the people that lived and worked there for a few years, mostly The Holloways and Beans On Toast, I’d known them all for years from the club nights they ran, so walking in one day like “Hey! My dad owns this place now” was great! There was a really cool scene there already with the bands and gigs and clubs they all put on, it was exciting!” 

On the 17th December 2008 there was a fire at Nambucca, completely destroying the home of those who lived there, the bar/venue and The Holloways equipment which was there. Local bands such as Six Nation State and The Supernovas used the venue to rehearse. It also destroyed the scene as Jay, Dave and the venues manager moved on. This was not only the end of an era for Holloway Road and a scene but another setback for The Holloways. Nambucca was more than just a venue for The Holloways, it held their stories. 

Jay “There’s probably a world where we’re all still at Nambucca doing coke and singing songs to one another but we happily moved on when it did happen. We lost our home and our possessions but nobody was particularly upset. How else would you end something like that?”  

Gemma “The fire was just awful. Gutted the place, people lost their homes, work, as well as their possessions. It put the family on our knees. We had just started our new business with big ideas, hopes and dreams… it was closed for 2 years! When we did reopen obviously it was a completely different place. Beautiful, grand, but different. I did have some of the best times of my life living and working there, booking bands and acts I loved, constant partying with my friends… it was amazing!” 

Alfie “The Nambucca fire was just the universe following suit as to what happening with TVT and then in London with The Holloways and then in the UK with our reputation. The universe just decided it should also have a part to play in our downfall and burnt our home down with all our equipment inside which was not insured. Note to all bands, get insurance. 

With everything that happened and the fact that we were still trapped and conflicts between Rob and I meant Rob had enough and just wanted to go make music with his band. Dave felt the trauma was too much and knew that it wouldn’t be the same anymore and he left too. This would’ve been at the start of 2008. 

We just asked around about replacements so that Bryn and I could continue. Mike came through a guitar shop in Denmark Street and Ed came through our guitar tech Barbs from Bristol but ot course course it was never the same again. 

It’s like getting in any pretty girl to fill the hole left by the love of your life when she’s decided to go. The connection and energy just wasn’t the same despite Ed and Mike being amazing players and lovely guys. We still had a good time but times had changed and it was 2 years after we’d originally hoped to get the second album out by the time we did get it out. It was devastating. 

Originally there were more of Rob songs on the second album because he was gonna be part of the band. We had to write a few new ones so we’d be able to play more of the new album live. That’s when Jukebox Sunshine, AAA and Alcohol were written and added. 

Jukebox Sunshine was another song that didn’t turn out anything like the way I’d hoped. The producer did a great job but I think the band and myself were guilty of trying to re-create what we had done before rather than going with the vibe that I was feeling in my heart. It got to a point where you are feeling the pressure of your reputation 

Before we even started doing the second album I was wanting to do a more rootsy acoustic Paul Simon-influenced thing. Bizarrely not long after Vampire Weekend came out doing the sort of sound I wanted to go for but we tried to make So This is Great Britain part 2. 

There are some great songs and moments on the second album but we made it to try and fit a demand whereas the first album was just written from the heart and I wish I’d listen to my heart for the second album. 

Because TVT was in administration it took a long time before we were free and able to sign with anyone else. 

We didn’t sign with anyone else actually, The Orchard just bought the rights and they didn’t know what to do with us. They weren’t a traditional label. This was also a huge part in our downfall in trying to keep it moving forwards. It was just a fight with them trying to get the album out, which eventually happened in October 2009. There was no relationship there.” 

18 months later Alfie and Bryn had lost motivation, it wasn’t as fun as it used to be. The band played their last gig at The Garage on London Road in May which Rob and Dave joined in with. 

Alfie “I think playing live was always fun but in the back of your mind you knew you should’ve been doing better if we had more luck and you’re trying to keep it going with all your heart but you know that it’s going downwards instead of upwards. It was heartbreaking but playing live was always fun.” 

After The Holloways ended Alfie didn’t lose the love of songwriting.  

“I’d always written so many songs that I knew we couldn’t play with The Holloways so it was always a dream for me to be able to write the songs that come to me and get them to other artists but other artists in England don’t really take songs that are pre-written, you just have to write with them which is very restrictive. 

You have to play to their taste and ego rather than just saying “look here’s this great chorus you, should use it” because they have to feel that the song has come from them which I understand but I don’t think it’s always best for the song or the best for the artist. 

I miss the excitement, the optimism, the hope, the laughter the making music that you know is making a difference and connecting with people.” 

The Nambucca team didn’t take long to re-establish themselves as they opened up another venue, The Flowerpot, just up the road in Kentish Town. Each night a band would play for free, sometimes you’d come across a hot new thing, sometimes you’d stumble into chaos as The Kooks or Adam Green would be playing. It would go down in history as the first London venue that The Vaccines played in, there were more people trying to get into the intimate boozer than there was inside.  

Unfortunately, the Kentish Town good times at The Flowerpot were short-lived. After building up another great reputation the lease was sold without them knowing and they would have to find a new home in October 2010. It wasn’t over for Jay and Dave as it was just another short trip up the road into Camden where they opened The Wheelbarrow, another pub that focussed on live music. Then in February 2013 the team gave it one last go in Camden as they took over Monarch. 

Devasting news came in October 2014 as Rob died of an overdose. Rob was a much-loved character in the scene. After leaving The Holloways he formed Hares but over the years he’s played with Babyshambles, Larrikin Love, Patrick Wolf and The Paddingtons. While he was having success as a musician he was also battling a heroin addiction. Aged just 28, after several unsuccessful spells of rehab in the UK he went on a trip to Thailand to clean up but never came home, leaving behind a wife and a child. 

Alfie  “This is very easy and very difficult. Rob loved making music. He came up with the line “generate the music that makes you feel better” which is exactly what he did. 

He was warm, funny, different, a dreamer, an idealist, very open and accepting. His ability on the guitar and all instruments was amazing and he had a really unique warm voice. I loved to sing with him as we really complimented each other. I loved writing with him because I was a real lyric and melody guy and it was amazing coming up with unique guitar parts. 

The two examples of this are So This is Great Britain?, which I wrote as a poem and he came up with all the amazing guitar moves and Two Left Feet was also a great riff of Rob’s which fit perfectly together with the night out narrative lyrics that I put together with a bit of help from Dave. 

Onstage he would really go for it and had a real energy, he just got lost in the music and he really inspired me to do the same, I think we inspired each other. There was really healthy competition in The Holloways both in the way we sang and moved about on stage and also the way we wrote but the way we wrote felt completely healthy and never like a competition. 

My favourite memory is when The Holloways were first getting together and I’d gone for a walk in Hampstead and who did I find on the streets but Rob with his violin busking. He then gave me my first ever magic mushroom and the world went violet and we went up onto Hampstead Heath and the grass was a lovely tinge of green/purple and I just remember singing songs and laughing before we went to a pub where we could only find a ladies toilet which we had to keep using embarrassingly. 

I also have to say what an amazing feel Rob had on the guitar. He might not have been technically the greatest guitar player ever I think what makes any guitar player great is the feel and the character that’s inimitable and Rob had that. 

He was also the only guy who could make the violin punk rock and in the early Holloways days you’d see him doing gigs with Fast Lane Roogalator and Larrikin Love, this was again a reflection of Rob’s freedom and spirit for playing music, which is why he ended up starting another band when things went wrong with The Holloways, he needed to be playing. 

I miss my bandmate I miss my friend.” 

Nambucca finally reopened in October 2014 but it wasn’t the same. The new management had invested money into refurbishing the place and hosted gigs by Wolf Alice, The Enemy, Wretch 32, The Wombats and the Fat White Family but it never captured the vibe that the original Nambucca had. You simply can’t buy stories. 8 years later, following 2 years of struggle during the COVID-19 pandemic the management team behind Nambucca announced that it was no longer financially sustainable and that it would close in May 2022. 

Beans On Toast

Jay McAllister, better known as Beans On Toast isn’t your typical icon. When he wasn’t managing London’s best boozers, small venues and club nights he was probably on a stage or recording an album (always released on his birthday, 1st December). 

Sensible Sundays were Jay’s opportunity to stand on a chair a tell a story. Each week he’d write some songs about what went on at the weekend, mostly drug-related and although there are folk influences in there, he’d never be categorised as ‘folk’. 

Jay “I moved to London with a band that fell apart and went into promoting but I was always writing songs. I used to sing in an American accent and I met this guy who told me to sing in my own voice. Once I did that it instantly became Beans On Toast. Once I found my voice I started to change the way I wrote songs.  

My intention was to start a band, I had 5 or 6 songs and at Glastonbury in 2005, I played the songs solo and realised halfway through the set that it made sense for it to be solo, the songs were direct and it worked. Singing songs about getting hammered at festivals to people getting hammered at festivals was an easy shot and it just rolled from there, one gig led to another, over 15 years later and I’m still doing it. Still finding influences in life, love, art, drugs. I’m older, experienced,  

I release the music myself, I know how it all works now. I take my music more seriously than I did, I’m not as hammered as I was but the songwriter element has stayed the same. I manage my own social media accounts, it is a necessary evil. You can’t put a genie back in the bottle, I don’t know how I’d promote a show without it.” 

He’d play 3 or 4 London gigs a week (on his nights off from promoting), then his flatmate Frank Turner invited him on his first headline tour, on the condition that he’d record an album, something he’d refused to do previously.  

Jay “Over the years my fanbase has grown, touring with Frank Turner is always great, he’s a pal, he plays to massive crowds and his fanbase is kind and if he says he likes you they like you as well.” 

On the 1st December 2009 Beans On Toast released his debut album, Standing On A Chair. The 50 track (yep, 50! He’d already written 46 so he round it up to 50) was put out by Xtra Mile and features guest appearances from Emmy the Great, Justin Young (Jay Jay Pistolet/The Vaccines), Rebecca Taylor (Slow Club/Self Esteem), The Holloways and Frank Turner and it was recorded at Ben Lovett’s (Mumford & Sons) parent’s house, over the course of one weekend. 

He’d got to the stage where his friends had started to get bored of constantly seeing him play and had some fans but not enough to fill a room so he threw a birthday party/album launch party so that his mates had to come along at The Flowerpot on the 1st December. 

The second and third albums coincidentally were ready for release around the same time and it became a tradition ever since which has made it easier for getting festival bookings each summer as he’ll have another set of songs to play, even if everyone wants to hear MDMA-azing. 

Frank Turner

After discovering the punk and hardcore scene, music has dominated Frank Turner's life, he formed Kneejerk when he was 13 before joining Million Dead then going solo. It has been rare moments when Frank hasn’t been on tour or making an album. He might not fit in the indie scene sonically but his DIY ethics have given him the kudos to belong there. One night he could be playing a pub, the next he might be selling out an arena thanks to his hard work and core fanbase. He's become a cult figure for many without being cool or on-trend. 

In his teens he found himself living a double life after getting a scholarship for Eton, he didn’t fit in with the other pupils, except for 3 others, the only 3 to know about punk and hardcore. He formed Kneejerk with them in 1998 and at weekends they’d head to London and hang out with the punk kids, at squat gigs, a community they belonged in, however, some would reject them because of their Eton background, something Frank has had to fight against his whole career, his parents didn’t pay him into the school, he was awarded a scholarship.  

In 2001 he was invited to join London punk band Million Dead by the drummer of Kneejerk. Million Dead gained a following in the underground hardcore movement and Frank developed the skills of being a fearless frontman with overly pretentious lyrics. The band and the lifestyle was everything to Frank. 

2 years later he found a new community in London at Nambucca where the indie scene was thriving. He ended up moving in so he was always around the scene despite never really liking the music. Jay becoming Beans On Toast inspired Frank to pick up an acoustic guitar but there wasn’t space for that in the punk movement that he was still in with Million Dead, he was living a double life again. The band split up in 2005 as they could no longer be friends, Frank was gutted.  

He started performing at folk nights in London before touring with the bands he was friends with from Frog and Nambucca. He went on tour for 2 years, some nights playing to a couple of people, gaining the skills to entertain, all he asked for in return was £50 and a place to stay. His vocal style was crafted during these times as he often found himself having to shout over people talking in the crowd. 

He drew inspiration from Neil Young, Johnny Cash and Bruce Springsteen as well as Kid Harpoon who was a regular on the Nambucca stage. 

After signing to Xtra Mile Recordings in 2006 Frank Turner released his first solo EP Campfire Punkrock in May and recruited members from Dive Dive (a band he’d met on a previous tour) who would go on to become the founding members of The Sleeping Souls who are more than just Frank’s backing band. 

After spending years in tiny pubs, the venues got bigger but nothing could prepare him for his first stadium experience when he was invited to support Green Day at Wembley Stadium in June 2010 where the space between the stage and the front row was bigger than the venues he’d played in the early days. 

By 2012 he had started to build up a fan base so big that he sold out Wembley Arena where Beans on Toast supported him (the pair had spent many tours together). That year would continue to spiral as he performed the Olympic Opening Ceremony. He was living upstairs at The Wheelbarrow at the time, Dave (Danger) asked Frank if he was watching the opening ceremony at the pub, sworn to secrecy Frank casually made up an excuse. After the performance, instead of heading to the showbiz after-party Frank went home to the pub and received a hero’s welcome. 

The COVID-19 pandemic hit Frank hard. After years on the road, he was forced to stay home but he used his power to help others with livestream gigs. The first one was to raise money for his touring crew then he teamed up with the Music Venue Trust to support the independent venues and encouraged other artists to do the same. 

Creativity continued to flow through Frank, leading to his ninth album, FTHC which topped the charts when it came out in February 2022. It is his most honest album yet as he sings openly about depression and anxiety, learning to live a drug-free life, dealing with the death of his friend Scott Hutchison who was the frontman of Frightened Rabbit and committed suicide, the trauma of Eton, his relationship with his dad and acceptance that his dad is now a woman. 

Sensible Sunday, at Nambucca, then in Camden gave people a stage and an opportunity, many of those people went on to bigger things… 

Laura Marling

Laura Marling was the first to get noticed with her wonderful debut, Alas, I Cannot Swim (produced by Charlie from Noah & the Whale and members of Mumford & Sons performing on it) released in February 2008 when she was just 18. Laura’s career has been a steady progression as each album has shown growth and maturity, establishing herself as one of the country's best songwriters without ever really going mainstream. In 2011 she won Best British Female Solo Artist, “Who is Laura Marling?” trended online after. You can imagine she will continue to do what she does for decades and there will always have an audience without making any sacrifices.  

Noah & the Whale

Noah & the Whale followed Laura (Laura guests on their debut album) with a twee pop debut, their sound got bolder and bigger but the three albums that followed never reached the same level of success, or catchiness of the nostalgic single, 5 Years Time.

Mumford & Sons

And then there’s Mumford & Sons, who went from being Laura Marling’s backing band to the biggest band in the world for a couple of years.

The band formed while 3 of them were still touring and recording with Laura Marling. This helped them find an audience when they started uploading songs, including Little Lion Man, The Cave and Awake My Soul to MySpace. These demos already felt like they had been made by an established band, but they were their first songs. 

They spent a couple of years touring but there wasn’t a lot of hype around the band when debut album, Sign No More was released in October 2009. as each week by the songs were getting more radio play but it took 18 months for the album to reach no.2 in the charts and Little Lion Man became a crossover hit for generations, it was impossible to avoid it, even in the US.

Mumford & Sons were different, they looked like farmers, they played the banjo and mandolin, traditional folk instruments but, in reality, the songs are pop songs, big pop songs, with massive chorus’, it shouldn’t work, but it did. The success of the debut on both sides of the Atlantic forced the band to tour it and milk it. 

The band were probably as desperate to release Babel as much as their fans were, they had been playing the same set for 5 years. It was grander but it still featured their folk tones and it topped charts around the world, including both the UK and the States, they were selling out arenas and in 2013 they headlined Glastonbury. They started to drop the folk novelties and the albums that followed, replacing the acoustic guitars for electric but they still hit no.1 in the charts.

Controversy hit them in 2021 when Wintson Marshall praised Unmasked: Inside Antifa's Radical Plan to Destroy Democracy, a book by far-right journalist Andy Ngo. After criticism Winston apologised, which drew more criticism, not just to himself but to his bandmates, he left the band so that he could continue to speak freely without others feeling the consequences. Cancel culture at its deadliest. 

Jay Jay Pistolet

Frank Turner references’ those Nambucca days on several songs but he predicts something that might have taken longer to happen than he expected but he nailed it when, on ‘I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous’, he sings “Justin is the last of the great romantic poets and he’s the only one amongst us who is ever going to make it”, Justin, being Justin Young who at the time was the criminally overlooked Jay Jay Pistolet. It’s kind of mad that he never got to release an album, his songs were years ahead of his peers, it was odd when he went quiet but we’ll come back to his return later… 

Florence & the Machine

Jay McAllister “We put on a party in Camden where Florence performed without an instrument, she banged her foot on a stage and sang acapella, I thought she should be a worldwide superstar, she had it all, she was special so it was amazing watching her flourish into that.” 

Is Florence & The Machine a band fronted by the energetic front-woman Florence Welch or is it Florence Welch’s stage name? Flo’s story was another interesting one that pre-dates the era when everybody shares online. Florence was the Florence, keyboard player Isabella Summers was the initial Machine. In their teens they would perform as Florence Robot/Isa Machine. It wasn’t a name Flo particularly liked but she had no other names ahead of her first gig and it just stuck.  

Florence was a special one from day one. Full of confidence and personality in a male-dominated indie scene. She proved that you didn’t need to have balls to be a rockstar. 

The first elements can be found when Flo was part of London band, Ashok where their 2007 album featured a song called Happy Slap, which would go on to become Kiss With A Fist, Florence & the Machine’s breakthrough single, released in June 2008, over a year before the debut album. Whilst Kiss With A Fist was an underground hit, Dog Days Are Over, which came out in December saw the band reach the mainstream, the hype built as they were awarded the Critics Choice awards at the 2009 Brit Awards and the debut arrived in the summer. 

Instead of tripping up on album 2, she outdid what the debut did with Ceremonials and she started to become a success in the States too. Florence wasn’t your “typical” pop star (pre-2010 “pop” wasn’t credible like it is today) and she had outgrown the “scene”, being in the middle of these two worlds can be lonely but with each album she has established herself as a credible artist.

North London bands

Screaming Ballerinas

Laura Marsh “When I was a kid I’d mince around pretending to be Debbie Harry and Chrissie all the time. I remember thinking Chrissie Hynde was the coolest ever when I was about 8! I watched my dads Old Grey Whistle test videos, Blondie, The Pretenders, The Strokes, YYYs were the bands that made me want to be in a band!  

Screaming Ballerina’s formed in Nambucca, I poached my guitarist Ollie from another band and he helped me develop my songs into bangers. The rest of the band were gathered together pretty quick and the next thing we knew we were playing tours in Europe! A lot of that was thanks to MySpace. That was an incredible tool for getting yourselves out there as an unsigned act. Favourite gig was probably In Perugia in Italy. A massive crowd of people yelling the words I’d written back at me. I crowd surfed and nearly cracked my head open! 

It was the best time ever as I was touring and gigging with my best friends and performing my songs to amazing audiences! But it was tough being young and being in charge of something so sensitive. We suffered lots of heartbreaks but also played some of the most amazing shows so I have no regrets. And we pretty much spent the entire time laughing our arses off when we toured so it doesn’t get better than that. We definitely were under pressure to be a big thing which was weird because all I really wanted was for it to be a little punk band. I don’t think I wanted to be massively famous. But again, being such a young person you can be easily persuaded to push things in the wrong directions. I’ve learned a lot from that time.  

Nambucca was incredibly important. It felt like a weird little universe and those guys were my family. A church of broken glass and glitter on the floors. I broke many tables jumping up and down at the gigs that happened in that place. There were dark days and nights there too. But the good times were the best times.” 

Bombay Bicycle Club

Quartet Bombay Bicycle Club formed just because they wanted to play at school assembly but they found themselves on the London circuit before entering and winning the Virgin Mobile’s Road to V which was aired on Channel 4. The prize? They opened V Festival in 2006.  

After 3 years of touring, releasing EPs and building up a fan base the band signed a deal with Island Records and released debut album, I Had the Blues But I Shook Them Loose. It wasn’t an overnight success but the band have consistently challenged themselves, evolved and grown. The hard work has paid off with a no.1 album and they still sell out venues around the UK. 

Cajun Dance Party

Bombay Bicycle Club were the catalyst to Cajun Dance Party who formed so they could compete with them at the battle of the band competition at school. The teenagers continued with it, became regulars at Way Out West and uploaded demos to MySpace before signing to XL.

The band released one album, The Colourful Life in 2008 but split up later in the year. In the ashes of Cajun Dance Party came Yuck who released 3 albums over 10 years.

NEXT CHAPTER

[ferydraws]

— We kidnapped a fucking (ballerina) vampire.

[blmpff]

KIM JI HOON 27.06.24

[strechanadi]

Inès McIntosh, Mathieu Ganio, Heloïse Bourdon

Mayerling

photo Helena Maria Buckley

[billy-loom-tits]

u said to get off your ass, but I can't cause I'm in it😂😂😂

-u know who period boo,🩰

@ghostish-romanvachon i'm being harassed

[brightlotusmoon]

Freaking Tumblr, reminding me of all these haunting short stories I read as a child, a teen, a young adult. And haunting stories I haven't read, and haunting stories I probably shouldn't read right before bed

[ghostlyfleur]

that NIGHT you were talking false prophets and profits they make in the margins of pOETRY SONNETS you nEver read up on it SHAME could’ve LEARNED something ROBERT BLY ON MY NIGHTSTAND gifts from you how IRONIC the CURSE OR A MIRACLE HEARSE OR AN ORACLE YOURE INCOMPARABLE FUCK IT WAS CHEMICAL

you plus me was

[mermaidstuey]

hmm... gun or knife.... oh my god who was gonna tell me i have a fucking MACE???? oh hell yeah!!?

[rknchan]

thinking about how the world around both mirage and tsumugi changes from their despair – their worlds look cutesy, bright and innocent, fairytale-like, full of pastel colors and cute things / things they like (tsumugi has her beloved toys, mirage has also toys and sweets and cute decorations ... i think that also points out that they want to stay childlike forever ??? ). here they can do everything they want, they are like queens of their worlds, everyone here is at their service. but there's no happiness there - only illusions, illusions, illusions, which they don't want to leave

[jluver]

maybe it’s bc i’m not part of the dance police, but i really do not see how ateez “over dances”

[gamergirl2million]

@abetterdishsoap said I should share this artwork on here (I’m the friend they mentioned sharing the short with them lol) and…it’s alright. I think if I fully committed to the art piece it would look better and I definitely need to learn how to do hands, but I just wanted to do something fun!

Here is the short again for those who want to try it for themselves:

And here is my creepy doll:

• Winter Birth Month (February) = Magnetic Ballerina Doll ✅

• Only Child = Cracks (or seams) ✅

• Live with Roommate (College) = Ponytail ✅

• Brown eyes = Empty Sockets ✅

• Favorite Weather is Cold = Dirty Casual Clothing ✅

• Natural Hair Color = Cold Colors ✅

I ended up making the piece more about how people expect us to be perfect, but we don’t always follow social norms. I got the inspiration because I remembered the ballerina interpretation of the character Zoe in the beginning on Silent Scream by Anna Blue…Which the whole song is about others wanting you to fulfill their expectations, but they should just accept you for who you are, despite you breaking social norms! It was also the only way I could make the casual clothes fit. ;-;

Now…did I possibly do this instead of working on the animation I’m working on…? Yes. Did I know I was procrastinating and was doing it on purpose…? …maybe a bit, but it did help me realize I do indeed need to work on drawing hands for the animation so…I was productive in some way! 😅

But in all seriousness, usually if I start procrastinating like this in the past…it usually meant that I wasn’t interested in what I was doing at that moment…and usually it always led to me abandoning/forgetting the project and never getting it done. However, I promise that I will get that animation meme done! I ain’t letting it end up being another project I abandon! And I encourage y’all to keep asking for updates on it so I can incentivize myself into finishing it!!!~✨

[tohmkins]

starter for @loetise

elle hands were shaking, where it had been nervousness before, now it was simply from crashing back, a buzzing under her skin from the performance they had just wrapped. everyone was ecstatic backstage, congratulations and celebratory hugs being passed around the company. elle herself felt over the moon, even as she sat at one of the dressing tables, trying to control her breathing. she could see allie approaching from the mirror, two beautiful bouquets on her hand, and a laugh bubbled out of her as she turned to look at the other blonde ballerina. “ allie! you danced beautifully! I have… no words. ” elle felt like there weren’t enough words to congratulate the fellow ballerina, allie was one of the most talented girls in their company and it had really shined through tonight. elle was as envious as she was proud, but most of all she was happy for her friend.

[selfcarecap]

Halloween [L.H.]

Logan Howlett x neighbour!reader

summary: You dress up as Wolverine for Wade’s Halloween party and it unleashes something in Logan. Him wearing a Ghostface mask also unleashes something in you. Or: Logan fucks you wearing a Ghostface mask.

warnings: smut 18+ (oral, unprotected (but inconsequential) p in v, creampie, doggy in front of a mirror, missionary, cum eating and also Logan spitting it into reader’s mouth, brief chasing kink, (Ghostface) mask kink obv, pet names: bub, baby, good girl), worst!Logan I guess but I couldn’t find a pic to use, Wade being Wade 

word count: 3.8k

note: I didn’t have that much time to write this but I wanted to post something for Logan before Halloween so <3, inspired by that I want to be fucked for Halloween sound on tt lol you'll see what I mean, and some ideas me and @ethanhoewke talked about 🤭, also I’ve never watched Scream so all I can do is mention the mask lol | gorgeous dividers by @dollywons & @anitalenia <3

You meet your neighbours Logan and Wade in the laundry room of your building on Thursday night. They’re fighting over whether they’re going to do a couple’s costume for Wade’s Halloween party next week. 

“We’re not a couple, Wade. We’re not doing a couple’s costume.”

Wade sighs as he stuffs his blood splattered clothes into the washing machine – you’ve learnt not to ask anymore. 

“Hey,” Logan says when he sees you, and those three letters are enough to make your cheeks heat up. You wave at them both, busying yourself with your own washing. 

Wade puts his hand on his hip, “Can you believe Logie won’t do a couple’s costume with me after I adopted him and put a roof over his head? He’s such an ungrateful brat.”

You giggle, meeting Logan’s gaze as he rolls his eyes at his roommate. He turns away to let you do your laundry in peace but Wade walks over to you, sitting down on the bench behind you. 

“What do you want to be for Halloween? Sexy nurse? Sexy doctor? Sexy cop?”

You laugh, “Why do they all have to be sexy?”

“Because it’s you, so it’s impossible for the costume to not be sexy,” Wade raises his eyebrows and you smile at the compliment, sitting down next to him. 

You sigh as you think about his question. 

“Fucked, Wade. I want to be fucked for Halloween.”

You hear a chuckle from Logan a few feet away. You were hoping he wasn’t listening, but he does you the favour of keeping his head turnt in the other direction as he sorts through laundry. You’re closer with Wade – you didn’t necessarily want Logan knowing how badly you need to get laid. 

Wade points to his own chest, “Wait, by moi?”

“I love you but I’d prefer someone who doesn’t look like a burnt chicken nugget.”

“You know what? Even though I look like a burnt chicken nugget, I still love myself. Learned that from the OG.”

You smile, “And anyway, I thought you and Vanessa were back together?”

“That we are,” Wade says, rising to his feet and twirling out of the room like a ballerina, calling out, “I’ll see you later for movie night!” 

“He’s fucking crazy,” Logan says, chuckling, and you smile as you finish doing your laundry. 

-

You’re late to Wade’s Halloween party the following week. You rush two floors up to their shared apartment, but your knocks go unnoticed through the loud music coming from inside and the door won’t open. 

You’re about to get your phone out to call Wade but you realise you can’t. Your fake claws are in the way. 

You’re dressed up as Logan. You recently saw some pictures of when he was younger, effortlessly hot in a tanktop and jeans, hair styled charmingly, almost like kitty ears. 

Accordingly, you’ve got yourself a fitted tanktop, jeans that make you stop in front of every mirror to admire your backside, and a belt with a big buckle like the ones he used to wear. You’ve paired your outfit with kitty ears the colour of your hair and, of course, fake claws protruding between your fingers. 

You hope Logan doesn’t take offence. In your rush to get ready for the party, you didn’t even consider that. 

What if he doesn’t like your costume? What if he thinks it’s disrespectful? You know he’s struggled with his mutation, after all, hurt people he loved because of it. Wade told you the costume was a good idea when you showed him your outfit the other day, but Wade isn’t Logan. 

Plus, it’s Halloween. Halloween is supposed to be scary, even if most people’s costumes aren’t scary nowadays. What if Logan thinks you’re calling him a scary monster? Oh god. You’re considering going downstairs and changing – into what, you don’t know, but the last thing you want is to offend Logan, and if there’s even just a small chance of it then you don’t want to do it after all. Suddenly, you see Logan.  

He’s walking down the hallway where you’ve zoned out, arms folded awkwardly because of your claws. He stops in his tracks, a plastic shopping bag hanging from his hand, and he’s squinting at you; you wouldn’t say he looks mad but you’re not sure. 

Logan comes closer, folding his arms. “Are you supposed to be me?” 

A smile creeps on his face as you tentatively answer with a “…yeah?”

He looks you up and down and it makes your skin heat up as he takes a step forward, “Not sure if I should be offended, bub.”

Oh no–

He continues with a smirk, “Going around stealin’ a man’s look and doing it better than him? Can’t say that outfit used to look that good on me.” You sigh a breath of relief. He likes it. You smile at his compliment, and then he’s reaching out to give a light tug on the cat ears in your hair. 

“I don’t get what these are supposed to be though.”

You push the plastic hair band back in place as you smile up at him, “You know exactly what they are.”

Logan shrugs. “You got something wrong though.”

He stands next to you with the side of his arm pressed against yours, and you gulp at the sudden contact with his warm, beefy arm. Logan makes a fist and unsheathes his claws, holding them next to yours, and they’re at least three times the length of your fake ones, metal sparkling even in the shitty light of the corridor. 

“Should be much bigger,” he smirks, pulling them back in and unlocking the door for you. You don’t miss the implication behind his words, and you swallow as you step into the loud party in their apartment that is decorated to the nines for Halloween. 

Wade runs over to you to hug you, wearing a sexy maid costume over his Deadpool suit. 

“I love it,” you tell him while he simultaneously compliments your outfit. You look around for Logan and only just catch him closing the door to his bedroom, and he disappears behind it. You were too distracted just now to realise that he wasn’t even wearing a costume. 

Your shoulders deflate as you realise he’s probably not coming back out. He was half of the reason you even came to the party. You were looking forward to spending some time with him, but now that you think about it, you wouldn’t expect him to be interested in a Halloween party, crafting an elaborate costume and hanging up corny decorations the way Wade did. 

You try to shake off your disappointment and enjoy yourself nevertheless. 

-

You’re stumbling back to the kitchen after dancing with Wade and Vanessa, getting yourself a drink. You’re softly humming to the music coming from the other room when you feel a presence behind you. 

Your heart speeds up for a moment when you see someone in a Ghostface mask standing right beside you. He’s wearing the mask with a black, tight tanktop stretched over his broad chest. You smell Logan’s cologne as the scent swirls in the air around you, but you could have recognised him by the veins on his arms alone.  

You try to keep your hopes at bay but you can’t help but wonder if he’s wearing the mask because of you. When you watched Scream with him and Wade the other night, Wade kept teasing you about your crush on the killer. 

At the time you felt like disappearing, hoping that Logan was as disinterested as he claimed, that he wasn’t listening to anything you two were saying, but now you’re glad he heard. If he’s wearing the costume for your sake. Which he probably isn’t. You’ve tried to convince yourself that your crush is unrequited, just to protect yourself. It’s a common Halloween costume, nothing to do with you… probably. 

“Hi,” Logan says. You can’t see his face but you can hear the smile in his voice. 

“Hey…,” you reply, almost shakily, “didn’t think you were coming.”

“I wasn’t going to, couldn’t be bothered to think of a costume. But then I found this so I thought I’ll join you.”

You nod along as he tells you about going out to buy the mask only today, but you’re not paying attention. All you can focus on is how hot it is that you can’t see Logan’s face through the mask, but you still know it’s him. The way his voice is slightly muffled yet strong makes you shudder. 

“So, has your wish for Halloween come true yet?”

You give him a confused smile, only just realising that he’s asking you something.

“You told Wade you wanted to get fucked for Halloween.”

Not able to stop a shy grin from spreading over your face, you say, “Oh. No, hasn’t happened yet. Not counting on it.” 

“No one you like here?” Logan asks, and you look up at him, at the Ghostface mask, trying to think of a flirty reply when Wade’s voice cuts through the tension in the room. 

Wade runs over to Logan, leaning his head to the side flirtily, “I told you it’d look hot, peanut. Are you gonna hunt me later, Mr. Ghostface?” Wade brings a finger to his lip, and, for once, Logan doesn’t get annoyed by his jokes.

“Ghostface only hunts good girls,” Logan says, and your heart starts to beat faster yet again when you realise Logan is looking down at you.

“Am I not a good girl?” Wade asks, and Logan just huffs, ignoring him. You can’t see his eyes, but you can still feel them on you. You have to bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning out loud.

It’s not much later that Logan is chasing you through the hallways of your building, with you giggling and squealing only a few feet ahead of him as the adrenaline pumps through you. 

He gave you a headstart but you know he’ll catch you. You want him to catch you. You’re fumbling with the keys to your apartment when he reaches you, your heart hammering in your chest at the thrill of being chased. 

Logan’s hands go to your waist as he pushes you against your front door. 

“I got you.”

You reach up to gently tug the mask off but he stops you when only his lips are exposed, and he grins. You smile and lean up to kiss him, and you somehow manage to fit your key into the lock while you’re making out and push the door open. 

Logan lifts you and throws you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing as he carries you to your bedroom. 

With your claws and the rest of your clothes discarded on the floor minutes later, Logan is fucking you in front of the mirror by your bed. He’s taking you from behind, mask still on as he pulls and pushes at your hips with you fucking back against him as the mattress dips beneath you. 

But as hot as it is to see the Ghostface mask looking down at you through the mirror, it’s also your first time having sex with Logan and you want to see him.

“Can I take the mask off?” you ask, looking back at him and Logan lifts you so that your back is flush with his chest. You turn around and pull the mask off over his head with a smile.

His hair is messy and a little bit sweaty, and as good as Logan usually looks you don’t think you’ve ever been quite this attracted to him. He holds your face to press a few sloppy kisses to your lips, and then he turns you back around to face the mirror.

Logan doesn’t push you back on all fours, but takes your arms and clasps them behind your back, holding them together with one big hand. He slides his cock back into your wet pussy and begins to rub your clit with his other hand.

“Look at you,” he nods towards the mirror, and you meet his eyes in it, watching as his gaze trails down your body, to where his hand disappears between your soft thighs, “So fucking pretty.”

You lean your head back against his shoulder as he continues to play with your pussy, but he can’t properly fuck you at this angle, so you buck back against him until he manoeuvres you onto your back.

His lips find yours again and your arm sneaks around the back of his neck, holding him close as you kiss him desperately. You whine when his lips leave yours. He kisses down your neck and over your collarbones, down over your tits and over your belly. He arrives between your legs with a smirk and licks through the wetness of your pussy.

He moans when he first makes contact, “tastes even better than I fucking imagined, baby.”

You smile down at Logan as he pulls your socked feet onto his shoulders, fingers grabbing your ankles. “You’ve imagined this?”

Logan looks up at you, “Every single fucking day. You haven’t?”

You smile bashfully despite his own admission, but he doesn’t let you answer anyway, moving his head back between your legs to make out with your pussy. He pushes two fingers inside you, the tips of his fingers rubbing up against your g-spot.

You begin to squirm as the heat builds up in your lower stomach, but Logan holds your hips down with his muscular forearm over your waist, “Stay still for me, baby, okay?”

Logan starts sucking on your clit, and you cum immediately, back arching as you grab onto his hair. Your pussy pulses and throbs around his fingers as pleasure floods your body. You grind up to meet his mouth and he lets you use him until you’re breathless.

He places a last, rough kiss on your pussy, getting back on his knees to fuck you, but you breathe out, “Give me a second.” You smile shyly, your pussy still squeezing around nothing every few seconds.

“Of course, bub.” He leans down to kiss you and you mumble a question against his lips.

“Can I go down on you?”

Logan smiles and sits up, “Me or…?” he nods over to the mask. 

You shrug shyly, “Well, if you’re offering.”

“Why do you think I wore it?” Logan smirks, pulling the mask back on. You briefly pull it up to his forehead again to give him a small kiss of appreciation.

He holds your hand as you get off the bed, sinking down onto the carpeted floor. You smile as his hard cock bobs in front of your face, glistening with precum and your wetness.

You place your hands on his knees and softly trace a path down his cock with your tongue, gently sucking his balls as you look up. A thrill shoots through you when you only see the mask looking back at you, and you move to suck Logan’s dick into your mouth as deep as you can, tasting your own arousal on him.

He throbs hotly against your tongue as you let spit run down his length, slapping his cock against your tongue.

“Such a good girl,” Logan’s voice sounds from above you, and you look up at him, at the Ghostface mask, as you take his cock in your mouth again, your hands back on his knees for support.

You make out with the head of his cock, gently sucking on the skin down the side of him, licking your way up, playing with him.

“I’m close, baby,” he moans.

You mumble against his skin, telling him to take off the mask, and even though it comes out muffled he hears. Logan tugs off the mask in one quick movement, looking down at you with his eyebrows drawn together in pleasure and his lips bitten raw. His face glows with desire and a hint of sweat, and he hums when you suck him into your mouth.

You use your hand to jerk off the rest of him, moving your mouth down on him as far as you can, and your eyes flutter shut when you hear Logan moan, and he’s spilling the first ropes of his load down your throat. You keep sucking until you’ve swallowed all of his cum, and only then do you take your mouth off him.

Sitting back, suddenly shy, you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand but Logan’s already tugging you up to the bed to kiss you.

“You got another orgasm in you?” he asks against your lips. You straddle him and feel his hard cock smack against your thigh as you tell him yes. He tips you onto your back, leaning down to press a wet kiss to your pussy.

When he gets between your legs and pushes his cock into you again it somehow feels even better than the first time as you gasp in pleasure.

“You’re so warm, bub. So perfect. Wanna stay here forever,” Logan says mindlessly as he bottoms out, and you whine into his mouth.

“Want you inside me forever too,” you babble, already fucked out. You wrap your legs around his waist as he fucks you. It feels like your wet pussy is sucking him in with the way you clech around him, and you both know you won’t take long for your next orgasms.

He slips a hand between your bodies to rub your clit as he begins to fucks you deeper. “You gonna cum for me again, bub? You make such a cute face when you cum. Let me see it again, baby.”

You’re nodding dumbly and letting the feeling of him take over, not just his big cock in your pussy and his slicked fingers on your clit, but the way his body feels on top of yours, warm skin against warm skin as he sloppily kisses your jaw and neck, and you cream around his cock as you cum, moaning his name.

“That’s it, baby, doin’ so well. Taking my big cock like a good girl, hm?” Logan’s voice is strained, and then he’s cumming too, filling you up with his warm release until your pussy is stuffed full with his cock and his cum. He pulls out slowly and rubs your sensitive clit a little more.

“So pretty,” he mumbles, fucking two fingers into you and when he pulls them out they’re coated in his sticky load.

You reach out to pull him down by his wrist and take his fingers into your mouth, sucking his cum off them as he smirks down at you, rubbing a hand over his face to calm himself for now.

You both come down from your highs with laboured breaths, and he pulls you to lie your head on the pillow. Logan wraps his arms around you, just cuddling you for a bit, when you realise something and smile up at him.

“So, are you that narcissistic that seeing me dressed up as you made you want to fuck me?” 

Logan smirks. “Nah, wanted to fuck you way before that. And I’m just honoured you like me enough to dress up as me.”

You open your mouth for a rebuttal but he instead takes that opportunity to push his tongue back into your mouth as he holds the side of your face. You make out lazily for another few moments, slinging your leg over his hip, but then you drag his hand away from your face.

“Well, I’m honoured you like me enough to dress up for me.” 

“Baby, there’s a lot more I’d do for you than just dress up in a horror mask.”

“Really?” you smile. Logan nods earnestly. He holds you in his arms for a few minutes as you relax into the comfortable silence.

He pulls your hand up to his lips and kisses your knuckles, “Will you go out with me?”

You giggle then, “Don’t think you have to ask me anymore.”

“What? I wanna be a gentleman.”

“Yeah, very gentlemanly what you just did to me.”

You feel some of Logan’s cum drip out of your pussy and onto his thigh in that moment.

Logan looks at you and gives you a silly smile, lifting your leg off him to sit up, “Yeah, baby, I am a gentleman, and a gentleman cleans up after himself.”

He spreads your thighs as he gets between them, and licks up your pussy, coating his tongue in his own cum. You smile at his words but soon you begin to pout in pleasure as he starts going down on you again.

You sigh when he stops and moves up to your face, but you smile when you realise what he’s doing, happily parting your lips for him. Logan leans over you and spits his cum into your mouth, “We taste good together, hm?” he asks.

You swallow your combined arousals eagerly, closing your eyes as you savour the taste, but a gentle pat on your clit makes you open them again.

“You got another one in you, right, baby? Just one.” You nod quickly, unable to form words with you needily spread open for Logan like this. 

Lying back, you let Logan eat your pussy until you’re cumming again, your thighs pressing against his temples as he grabs at the flesh of your legs, licking your clit until you’re satisfied.

Logan lies back down next to you with his lips still shiny with your wetness, and you lean in for another kiss. He takes you in his arms to cuddle, when he asks you again.

“So, will you go on a date with me?”

“Only if it ends with you doing that thing with your mouth again,” you tease.

“Oh, trust me, I’m not going a day without it anymore.”

You giggle into his neck, relaxing against his muscular body.

Logan turns around when he gets a text, showing you his phone. It’s a message from Wade:

Everyone left and I’m about to give Vanessa a happy Halloweener if you know what I’m saying! So don’t come home tonight but I have a feeling you weren’t going to anyway ;)

Logan cringes while you laugh, ready to put his phone back when another message comes through.

And if you don’t treat her right I’ll cut off your Halloweener

Logan groans, switching off his phone. You laugh against his skin and let him hold you until you both sink into a warm, cozy sleep.

P.S. Logan thinks good girls reblog and comment on the fics they enjoy 🤭🙂‍↕️

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KIM JI HOON 25.05.24

[strechanadi]

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