#THE NEIGHBORHOOD

[thoughtkick]

I'll fucking digest you one kiss at a time.

The Neighborhood, Lurk

[lanalove2012]

[jul-idiot]

Eddie D e a r, right?

[glockaine]

She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me

And suddenly the sky is a scissor

Sitting on the floor with a tambourine

Crushing up a bundle of love

Don't take it so personally

You're not the only one

That time has got it in for, honey

That's where you're wrong

[stay-close]

I'll fucking digest you one kiss at a time.

The Neighborhood, Lurk

[melanchol1cs]

CHERRY FLAVORED

childhood friend!leon x reader

wc: 1.6k summary: sweet and sour motivation, wish i could keep concentration. masterlist | taglist | ko-fi

no warnings. just alot of angst, mentions of marriage, cheating/infidelity, kissing. based on ‘cherry flavored’ by the neighborhood.

a/n: daddy’s home ;) super happy to be back, missed you guys so much mwaa! so i was actually working on this piece before i decided to take a break and i’m super happy i finally finished. but be warned, this doesn’t make any sense and i strongly encourage you to ignore the grammatical errors and my horrible writing. p.s. i swear the next part of ltts is almost done, just need to fix a few things and proofread (yes, this is for u @lottiies)

he had always liked cherries.

ever since you we’re kids, he would go out of his way just for those silly fruits.

you used to tease him about how much he loved them, but deep down, you enjoyed his enthusiasm too. he claims to remember how cherries were your favorite too, which is why he'd share his stash with you, and you'd pretend to savor each bite, even though they always made your face scrunch up in an exaggerated grimace.

you never really liked cherries. you found them too sticky, too sweet, but you had always made an effort for his sake.

the sticky fingers and cherry pits were all worth it though, just to see that slight, knowing smile on your face when you humored him. those small, secret moments were like little treasures he'd collect in his heart, each one more precious than the last.

he remembered the times when they'd steal a few from the farmer's market, giggling as the juice stained your fingers and lips. now, as adults, the habit remained. sometimes, on late summer mornings like these, he'd swing by your place with a bag of fresh cherries, a nostalgic smile on his face.

"hey," he'd say softly, as you opened the door to greet him, the sunlight catching the wisps of hair escaping your bun.

"thought you might like these. still got a sweet tooth, right?" he'd hand over the bag, watching as your expression transform from a sleepy haze to something short of appreciation.

“leon,” you rub your eyes begrudgingly, stepping aside as to let him in. “it’s like.. six in the morning. you can’t keep doing this,”

“i know, i know,” he chuckled, stepping into the dimly lit foyer, the overpowering scent of the fruit carrying over to you. "sorry, couldn’t help myself," he said with a shrug, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "old habits die hard, you know." he set the bag of cherries down on the entry table, the red fruit seeming to glow in the morning light that filtered through the front window.

“no, seriously.” you deflect, hands on your hips.

“you’re getting married next month, leon.”

he winced at the reminder, his free hand raking through his hair. "i know," he sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly.

his smile faltered slightly, the corners of his mouth dipping into a small, regretful frown. the cheerfulness draining from his features like water down a drain.

"can't wait." he forced a smile, but you were certain it looked more like grimace. "ada’s been planning everything for months... i’m just along for the ride at this point." he laughs awkwardly, trying to deflect the underlying tension in the air. but he trailed off, unsure of what to say next, the words sticking in his throat like a cherry pit.

he swallows hard, adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. his eyes dart away from yours, unable to hold your gaze any longer. he fidgets with the strap of his bag, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.

“okay,” you try to ease the awkwardness. “do you.. wanna go sit on the porch? i can make us coffees,”

a small, relieved smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he looks up at you, some of the tension dissipating from his frame. "coffee sounds great, thanks,"

he follows you to the kitchen, the silence between you thickening like a dense fog that clung to the trees outside. he’s perched on one of the bar stools, his long legs stretching out before him as he watched you move around the kitchen with practiced ease. the morning light highlighted the subtle lines of fatigue around your eyes, the tiny creases on your forehead, your shoulders hunched slightly in a gesture of quiet contemplation.

you hand him a steaming cup of coffee, the warmth of it seeping into your palms as you slid it across the counter. he took a sip, the flavor both bitter and sweet on his tongue. a small, contented sigh escaped him, his eyes closing briefly in appreciation.

“c’mon,” you tilt your head towards the door, and he’s quick to follow behind.

the morning air is crisp against his skin as he stepped outside, the chill of it seeping into his bones. he followed you to the porch steps, its wooden planks worn smooth with years of use. the world seemed to come alive in the golden glow of dawn, the leaves rustling in the gentle breeze and the smell of petrichor carried by the wind.

he sat down beside you, the cool wood biting into his thighs as he shifted to get comfortable. you were quiet for a moment, the only sound being the soft crunch of cherries as he munched on the fruit. his fingers stained a deep red from the juice, the color matching the rosy hue of your cheeks in the soft morning light.

"i— i know i shouldn't keep doing this, i'm not supposed to still have feelings for you." his words trailed off, lost in the gentle lapping of the breeze against the porch railing.

he took a deep breath, steeling himself. "but i do." he admitted, his voice trembling slightly. "i always have. and i probably always will,”

“leon,”

"you're still my best friend, you know? my person." he let out a short laugh, the sound a little shaky. “and—“

“leon.” you know what’s about to come next, and you don’t know if you can handle it.

“i love you.”

“i know.”

“i…” he lets out a strangled laugh, the bitterness of it written plainly across his features. “i’m sorry, don’t know why i’m like this,” he bowed his head, his elbows resting on his knees as he buried his face in his hands, his long fingers tangling in his hair. “i’m awful.”

“yeah,” you scoff, offering a pitiful smile. “yeah, you are.”

he laughed mirthlessly at your words, the sound raw and broken. “i know." he shook his head, his hair swishing against his wrists.

"never thought i was good for you, ‘ts why i stayed away for so long." he laughs bitterly, the sound hollow and empty. "i thought i could move on, forget about you.” he breathes, his shoulders sagging under the weight of his own inadequacies.

he turned to you, his eyes, normally a bright, warm blue, were dark and heavy-lidded, the rims a deep shade of red. "please," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the rustling of the leaves. "just one kiss. for the sake of what we could've been."

"please?” he repeated, his hands dropping to his knees, fingers curling like he wanted to crawl towards you and envelop you in his arms. your shoulders form something short of a shrug, your mouth dry, unable to respond.

he leaned in, hands coming to cup your cheeks, eyes closed, his lips pressed against yours in a soft, chaste press of mouth to mouth. he lingered for a moment, every fiber of his being silently begging you to reciprocate, praying that you'd meet him half way, that you'd kiss him back.

and for a moment, you really do think of doing so, to kiss back and feel him as more than a friend one last time. but you didn't. your lips were cold and unresponsive under his, your body stiff and unyielding. he taste of cherries and bitter regret that eventually seeps into your very core.

the warmth of his breath ghosted against your lips, lingering, yearning. he didn't move away, didn't pull back, just held himself there, suspended in the moment of his foolish hope. after what felt like an eternity, he broke the contact, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours.

"okay," he whispered, his voice small and defeated. "okay, i get it." he pulled back, sitting up straight and wiping his lips with the back of his hand, the ghost of your lips lingering there. "i shouldn't have..." he trailed off, unable to bring himself to finish the sentence.

“know what, i think i should go,” he stood up, his movements stiff and jerky, like a puppet with its strings cut.

“you should,” you swallow.

he nodded, not trusting himself to speak. his eyes downcast, feet shifting nervously on the porch steps. "yeah," he mumbles, voice barely audible. "yeah, probably for the best." he picks up his bag and turns to leave, but hesitates, his hand on the railing. he spares you one last glance, his eyes a deep, aching blue. you look down, not being able to bear the weight of his gaze.

he’s out of sight the next time you look back up.

he doesn’t call or text after that, his visits become infrequent, until he they stop completely.

the world didn't slow down for you, nor did it wait for your heart to catch up. everything seemed to keep spinning, the sun rising and setting, the seasons changing, though your feelings remained stagnant. you tell yourself its for the best, that moving on is inevitable. reality is cruel that way — it never delivers on the promises of our fantasies.

eventually, you’ll start to miss him a little less, the hollow ache in your chest slowly starting to dull. life will move on, and so will you.

though the thought of him would still occasionally cross your mind, it no longer feels like a stab to the chest, but a nostalgic memory from a bygone era. something that could’ve been.

maybe you did like cherries after all.

tags: @crowleyco

[dollettefilm]

𒈔            ✧ ུ     A L1TTLE D3ATH     🕸ྀི           𖥨᩠ׄ݁˖

[xxzlushiez]

Make some noise

B. Kaulitz x M! Reader

Synopsis: Your band is the opening act for Tokio Hotel’s concert and Bill falls in love with your voice.. and other things abt you (Not proofread yet😓)

Notes: 18+, Name is a singer, bill crushing hard, making out, subtle touches, dirty thoughts, boners??, oral, Name wears makeup (not specified what kind), Name’s sexuality isn’t labeled, dacryphilia

A/N: I came to the realization that I haven’t wrote M! Reader so I decided to🤭GONNA WRITE OTHER ONES SOOONN BUT NEED IDEAS. I hate this one so much I feel like it’s rushed

“I never knew somebody like you, somebody, Falling just as hard, I’d rather lose somebody than use somebody.”

- When he found out an American band was the opening for their concert he was a little confused

- But either way, German or American he was excited to see them preform

- Apparently the band was popular in multiple countries and was on tour in Germany and he got just a little intimidated

- But tried to think of it as more people to be acquainted with

- Talked to staff about the band to learn more

- When the bus had arrived he was the first out to go greet them with the rest of the band

- There was 3 other members that came out before he saw you

- You looked drop dead gorgeous

- Like you had just come out of a modeling gig

- Wanted to greet you guys but got to nervous so he left to go do his makeup and decided to introduce himself later

- You thought it was a little weird that everyone else but the lead singer was there to greet you but brushed it off as him being busy

- You and your band began setting up your equipment on stage while conversing with the other 3 from from the band

- You watched everyone do their thing for the most part but got pretty close with the bass player of their band

- He told you about the lead singer and you learned he was just nervous about the show so wasn’t able to come out (lieeesss)

- You made a plan to wish him luck after the opening

- when it was time to start the show the venue was filled to the brim with people (is that a safety hazard?? Who cares)

- Bill had retouched his makeup dozens of times and and stalled for so long that Tom had to come and drag him out so he could watch the opening with the rest

- found out that the reason your band became so popular was because of your almost sexual way of singing (ehehehehe😈)

- was a litttttle confused about what “sexual” meant but very quickly understood the once you started

- You voice was soft and almost whiny? like you were begging, pleading for something

- from the way you moved to how you caught the audiences attention it was all just so…uhhh pornographic in a way??

- an eye opening experience fs😭

- Georg told him that was the whole point

- one time you had made your way across the stage near the group and looked at him and smiled before continuing to indulge in the crowd

- noticed how hot his body was and the buzzing feeling yk…(do I have to spell it out?)

- one moment between songs you pulled at your shirt to wipe the sweat off your forehead and he came to the realization of something

- He had a crush on you or was at least severely attracted to you (whatt I never should’ve guessed😐)

- By the time the opener came to a close he realized he hadn’t taken his eyes away from you once

- when making your way to your designated room you nodded at him and gave him a light squeeze on the arm before wishing him the best

- Maybe he was overthinking…

- But it seemed like you were flirting with him the way touched him and how close you got

- it was like you had already figured out what you did to him

- forgot a little about it while preforming but yk…it’s hard to forgot someone like you

- so naturally his was filled with pictures of you that were not so innocent

- Glanced backstage during a song and noticed you were watching

-saw you were only watching him and was screaming (mentally bro…this isn’t Schrei )

- When the concert ended the group was full of adrenaline and excitement from preforming

- One of your members suggested his band join your’s for drinks at a near by club

- Ofc he agreed alongside everyone else and made their way to your band’s car

- When he opened the car door he stopped so quick you were the first thing he saw

- Sprawled across the few seats in the back row, hand up your shirt, eyes closed probably cooling off from the summer heat

- Of course you were gonna be with the group and he was gonna have to see you laying out before him like you were

- that was supposed to happen later you silly🙄

- You apologized and sat up to accommodate for the extra people

- finally grew a pair and introduced himself to you

- staring at your legs because they kept touching his when you readjusted yourself

- lightly shifting your hips to get comfortable

- Bill is a starin hard asl trust me (in a trance)🙏

- noticed you didn’t talk as much as he thought you would’ve

- Only when talked to directly did you look up from the phone in your lap

- When you did it was with Georg which made him a little jelly bc he wanted to talk with you too

- frustrated bc of how silent you were (like how can someone with such a voice be so quiet)

- didn’t have the confidence to talk to you w/o being sure he wouldn’t bend you over right then and there

- When you did talk he was all ears staring at you

- heart eyes when you brought up how he “did so well” on his performance

- innocently placing your hand on his knee when leaning forward to talk with the bassist

- Fought the knee jerk reactions it gave him when you did

- Took the time when you were quietly scrolling on your phone to admire you

- Staring at all the details of your face and taking a mental picture (for laterrrr)

- Noticed all the small things most wouldn’t like how your makeup accentuated your features

- wanted to just reach out and trace your face with his finger

- counts your beauty marks and freckles if you have any

- Saw the way you fidgeted w/ your lip piercings when listening to the person talking to you

- He wanted to fidget with your piercings to :((

- When they arrived everyone made their way to security to get in

- while getting out you leaned in to whisper to him

- “You should probably fix the boner you have before coming in.”

- Before hopping out of the car and making your way in with the rest of the group

- Mortified was the only way to describe how he was feeling😰

- so embarrassed that he just stayed in the car for like 20 minutes (contemplated stealing the car and driving to the hotel)

- eventually just made his way inside because if he couldn’t get over the humiliation sober he definitely could drunk

- After he ordered a drink he observed the club, the fluorescent lights and loud music helped him forget about what happened

- untillll he saw you and Tom chatting up some girls surrounding you both on a couch near the VIP rooms

- He expected it from Tom but he definitely didn’t from you

- noticed pretty quickly that he was watching and sent him a almost unnoticeable smile before turning back to the girl laid out on your lap laughing at something she said which was most definitely some corny joke that wasn’t even funny (can you tell he’s jealous?)

- saw the way the girl played with your hair and fidgeted around with your hands

- face flushing he quickly downed the drink the bartender dropped off

- Couldn’t tell if he was confused or turned on by how you were acting with him and how undeniably attractive you looked doing it

- Pushed his way through the crowd into a empty bathroom

- After staring at himself deciding if he should just leave for a few minutes someone knocks and opens the door

- Surprise surprise! It’s you ofc who else?🙄

- “what’re you doing in here?”

- “Came in to see if you got rid of your problem yet”

- Jaw DROPPED

- but he hadn’t…sooo

- you stared at him through those heavy lashes like you expected him to give into you or something

- he did (duh)

- pretty aggressive kissing

- like shoving each other against the wall and everything leaving you gasping into him and him laughing against you type of kissing

- Plays w/ your piercings nonstop

- “What about those girls you left huh? What about them?”

- Shaking your head you laugh at him and he feels his face get warmer

- “Is the little rockstar jealous? Don’t worry they weren’t really my type but I can ask them to join if you want?”

- got that familiar knot in his stomach just hearing about someone else In the position he was in

- “no..only you, jus’ want you”

- Pulls and tugs at you shirt until you get the hint and finally take it off to his pleasure

- presses the softest of kisses against your stomach when making his way down

- teases you abt how much noise you make when he knows he’s stroking you so well knowing your finally getting what you both want

- palms the head when you try and push your hips toward him

- uses his tongue piercing to his advantage

- Found out he got aroused when he saw you tear up while fucking into his hand😦(whattt no way)

- Holds your hands above your head when you try to cover your mouth

- “I wanna hear that pretty voice of yours let me hear every sound you make”

- Was going mental listening to you

- “ your moans drive me so crazy….ah! please don’t stop!!”

- “wanna see what you do to me?”

- “Am I making you feel good? Please…please Name say I am”

- likes to be praised and told he’s doing a good job

- so harsh w his thrusts bc he wants you tell him he’s doing well

- Eye contact through the mirror AHHHHHH

- Pushes down on your neck to make your back arch up into him

- mini photo shoot of you both while he’s balls deep inside you he’s just like “cheese!”

- overstimulation😵‍💫a little self indulgent

- bro’s whiny himself and you are both just so LOUD but tried to cover his up so he can hear yours

- was a eeny weeny bit mean honestly🤭

- wants to be the only one to hear the sounds you make

- made you look at how good he’s plowing in and out of you

- pulled completely out to see the sexed out expression you make just to shove all of him in again to see your eyes roll back and hear you cry his name in complete bliss

- having sex w him was so so chaotic

- so many positions (like…so many)

- risking getting caught by doing it in a public bathroom

- when you licked down to the base of his cock he almost passed out

- like pushed you off covering his mouth panting bc typa pass out💀

- 100% a switch bc he just likes you to use him sometimes🤭

- more of a giver than a receiver but doesn’t turn you down if you want to just pleasure him for a while

[nietleuk]

Hiii !! Can u make some cool Instagram bios inspired by chase Atlantic, keshi,the neighborhood, cigarettes after sex , artic monkeys?

(tysm in advance 😭✨)

W MUSIC TASTE !!!! the neighborhood and cas are my favorites :D

i honestly have no ideas for these bios so i just straight up used the names (feels like artblock) but feel free to modify any of these to your liking .. i dont mind 🙆‍♀️ its 1 am and i dont do well after midnight !!

:¨·.·¨: 🍷 `·. “chase atlantic” ★

﹙🌹﹚- KESHA﹗ ♪(´ε｀ )

◡◡◡◡◡◡◡◡ 🏠🎵 ⟡ ‘the neighborhood’ ( ́︿ ̀)

𓆩 CIGARETTES AFTER S🚬X 𓆪

ᐢ..ᐢ arctic monkeys ≋ 🎧

[thoughtkick]

I'll fucking digest you one kiss at a time.

The Neighborhood, Lurk

[lanalove2012]

[nocturnalscholar]

- An INTJ moodboard

[w3ath3r-0f-sw34t3rz]

if u like cavetown, conan gray, chloe moriondo, boywithuke, mitski, mother mother, the neighborhood, arctic monkeys, beach bunny, melanie martinez, tv girl, penelope scott, frankie cosmos, olivia rodrigo, girl in red, mayhaps taylor swift, lyrics, playlists, specifically obsessive character playlists, and. yk. music: interact

u might just like this blog

[kakuzatos]

a list of the neighbourhood songs that are very satosugu

1. you get me so high- "you're my best friend, i love you forever."

2. wires- "we talked about making it. i'm sorry that you never made it."

3. fallen star- "further apart, the closer that we are."

4. reflections- "we were too close to the stars. i never knew somebody like you, somebody falling just as hard. i'd rather lose somebody than use somebody."

5. the beach (this is more like suguru's pov)- "i've been callin' you "friend," i might need to give it up. i'm sick, and I'm tired too i can admit, i am not fireproof."

6. compass- "if i don't have you with me, i'm alone you know i never know which way to go."

7. honest- "i hope you find a way to be yourself someday, in weakness or in strength. change can be amazing. so i pray for the best, i pray for the best for you."

i'll make more lists for different bands soon and I'll update this list whenever I stumble upon more the neighborhood songs that are also satosugu!

[osculummm]

listening to music with headphones isn't enough, i need to plug all of their songs into my heart