#Tyler Malone

[goreprofonde]

What is this magnetic attraction to a structure that they already know is compromised? It might be that the house—as language, as ideology—is the only place we can run to. It’s all we have to protect us, even when it fails at providing protection.

- Tyler Malone, Every House is a Haunted House.

[toasttt11]

sixteen

January 14, 2020

Cutter and Rutger’s family’s were taking a vacation up in the mountains and spending most of the vacation snowboarding and skiing, they were also spending Cutter’s birthday at the snow.

Cutter was peaceful sleeping under her many layers of blankets and was extremely warm in her little cocoon, she didn’t hear Rutger quietly walking into her room as he sat on her bed gently shaking her.

“Cut.” Rutger softly whispered making her groan and turn her head hiding her face in her pillow, “Come on Cutta.” He softly cooed making her groan and turn her head to him squinting her eyes at him.

“Happy birthday.” Rutger softly spoke leaning down pressing a soft kiss to her forehead making her cheeks flush a light pink.

Cutter hummed squeezing his hand in thanks and noticed how the sun was not even up and it was still very dark outside, “Why is the sun not up and i’m up.” Cutter grumpily grumbled.

“It’s a surprise, just get dressed in your snow gear and meet me downstairs.” Rutger told her before smiling at her once more before getting up and leaving her room.

Cutter groaned rubbing her face, Rutger was so lucky he is her best friend anyone else she would have smacked for waking her up this early.

Cutter very reluctantly got out of bed and slowly slipped on her snow clothes and excited her room heading down the stairs of the cabin seeing some of the lights on and she noticed one of the walls all decorated with silver streamers and a number sixteen balloons.

Cutter walked through the bottom floor and found Rutger in the kitchen, she smiled softly seeing a very cute cake and a bouquet of white tulips, her favorite flower.

Cutter picked up the car in the flowers and raised an eyebrow seeing they were from Rutger.

“Happy sixteenth birthday.” Rutger softly whispered pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek.

Cutter was glad Rutger was standing behind her so he didn’t see the pleased smile she was trying to hide.

“Thank you Rut.” Cutter softly whispered back grabbing his hand and squeezing it once before dropping it.

“Alright let’s get going.” Rutger told her walking to the front door picking his backpack up and putting it own before opening front door getting blasted with the freezing cold air.

Cutter shook her head fondly as she followed Rutger into the freezing cold, the things she does for her best friend.

Cutter followed Rutger for a good fifteen minutes of comforting silence as they hiked a small snow mountain.

Once they reached the top Cutter’s breath was caught in her throat at his beautiful the view was from up there especially as the sun was slowly starting to come up as well.

Rutger plopped down on the snow opening his backpack as Cutter admired the view in front of her.

Rutger pulled out two thermoses, handing one to Cutter as she sat down next to him. Cutter took a small sip not sure what was in the thermos but was pleasantly surprised it was her favorite hot chocolate, the one Rutger makes.

Cutter leaned her head on his shoulder she happily sipped on her hot chocolate with Rutger as they watched the sunrise together.

“Thank you.” Cutter softly spoke after a few minutes of peaceful silence, she was grateful to have someone as special and kind as Rutger in her life.

“Always.” Rutger promised squeezing her shoulder before reaching into his back pack and grabbing a small box and handing it to Cutter looking nervous.

“Happy birthday.” Rutger watched her nervously as she gently opened the small black box.

Cutter’s eyes widen in shock as she delicately picked up the small necklace, it was a star, her favorite star. Something she has never told anyone.

“How did you?” Cutter looked up at Rutger in a shock and disbelief.

“I pay attention.” Rutger nonchalantly shrugged but was smiled pleased glad Cutter likes it.

“It’s perfect.” Cutter whispered in awe gently tracing her finger over the small star charm.

“Good.” Rutger smiled satisfied that he picked a necklace she seems to love.

“Help me put it on?” Cutter asked him softly holding the necklace out to him.

Rutger eagerly nodded and gently took the necklace as Cutter turned around pushing her hair to one side of her shoulders.

Rutger softly wrapped the necklace around her neck and clipped it close.

He watched as she turned back around facing him again, “Beautiful.” Rutger mumbled staring at her with stars in his eyes.

Cutter froze hearing him, she didn’t understand why she felt what she feels for Rutger but she isn’t ready to figure that out yet.

Rutger gently pushed her hair behind her ear and smiled sadly at her seeing the fear on her face, “I know.” Rutger knows Cutter better than anyone and knows how much she gets uncomfortable because of her own emotions and hates feeling vulnerable.

Which is also why Rutger knows when Cutter feels something for him back, he notices the pink that dust her cheeks because oh him and the glances she makes when she thinks he is not looking. Rutger is more than happy to wait as long as he needs to until Cutter is comfortable, Cutter is still his best friend and that is more than enough.

“I do have feelings for you Cutter but i know you aren’t ready for anything, i will happily wait for however long you need because i am perfectly content being just your best friend.” Rutger softly confessed but also reassured her, he did not want to make her feel bad because he understood.

“Now we better get back everyone else is probably wake by now.” Rutger smiled at her reassuring her again, he didn’t want her birthday to be sad but he did want her to know he does care for her romantically but is happy with being just friends.

Cutter reluctantly nodded and toon Rutger’s hand standing up as they grabbed their stuff before staring the hike back down the snowy hill.

[cantcatchmeee]

[screenbeanz]

Empire Records. Joe playing drums to "If You Want Blood". Epic.

[blaylists]

honky tonk and pop country

[browngoblin]

[midnight-star-world]

#CountryMusic

6-1-24 Billboard Country Music Airplay Chart

So today I will be bringing you the Top 20 Country Music Songs for the week of 6/1/24 from the Billboard Country Music Airplay Charts. So let's get started right now.

Number 20 belongs to Old Dominion featuring Megan Moroney who are returning to the list this week - Can't break up now.

Number 19 belongs to Megan Moroney who is dropping 1 spot this week - I'm not pretty.

Number 18 belongs to Drew Baldridge who is moving up 1 spot this week - She's somebody's daughter (Reimagined).

Number 17 belongs to Dustin Lynch featuring Jelly Roll who are moving up 2 spots this week - Chevrolet.

Number 16 belongs to Chase Matthew who is moving up 1 spot this week - Love you again.

Number 15 belongs to Carly Pearce featuring Chris Stapleton who are staying in the same spot as last week - We don't fight anymore.

Number 14 belongs to Morgan Wallen featuring ERNEST who are moving up 2 spots this week - Cowgirls.

Number 13 belongs to Cody Johnson who is moving up 1 spot this week - Dirt cheap.

Number 12 belongs to Chris Young who is moving up 1 spot this week - Young love & Saturday nights.

Number 11 belongs to Nate Smith who is moving up 1 spot this week - Bulletproof.

Number 10 belongs to Bryan Martin who is staying in the same spot as last week - We ride.

Number 9 belongs to Jason Aldean who is dropping 1 spot this week - Let your boys be Country.

Number 8 belongs to Post Malone featuring Morgan Wallen who are moving up 1 spot this week - I had some help.

Number 7 belongs to Ashley Cooke who is staying in the same spot as last week - Your place.

Number 6 belongs to Jordan Davis who is dropping 4 spots this week - Tucson too late.

Number 5 belongs to Sam Hunt who is dropping 1 spots this week - Outskirts.

Number 4 belongs to Kenny Chesney who is moving up 2 spots this week - Take her home.

Number 3 belongs to Tyler Hubbard who is dropping 2 spots this week - Back then right now.

Number 2 belongs to Jelly Roll who is moving up 3 spots this week - Halfway to Hell.

Number 1 belongs to Bailey Zimmerman who is moving up 2 spots this week to take the top - Where it ends.

And that's a wrap for the Top 20 Country Music Songs for the week of 6/1/24 from the Billboard Country Music Airplay Charts. Thanks as always goes out to the Billboard Country Music Airplay Charts. Thanks as well goes out to you for taking the time to read this weekly list. See ya all next time.

[skywarpie]

“i liked this artist better when they were using!!!”

okay and? they still sound exactly the same if not better plus they look healthier and happier like why are you mad?

[blindbabybutterfly]

Blindbabybutterfly - Stoic (Official visualizer)

[goreprofonde]

In The Strangers, one of Halloween’s latter day descendants, the victims ask the three killers their motive. One answers, “Because you were home.” The home, therefore, brings the danger as much as it insulates us from it. While it is generally true what Bachelard claims—namely, that “the house shelters daydreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace”—the fact that we believe this wholly, that we allow the house to become a sanctuary in our minds, that we let down our guard in the home, is not only what can turn those dreams into nightmares, but worse, it is what can wake us from our dreams into the worst form of nightmare: a living horror.

- Tyler Malone, Every House is a Haunted House.

[newmusickarl]

5-9’s Album of the Month Podcast – Episode 3 Out Now!

The latest episode of the 5-9 Album of the Month Podcast is now available and, if I do say so myself, it may just be the best yet. As ever I join 5-9 Editor Andrew Belt and Check This Out’s Kiley Larsen to review five high profile album releases from the past month in music, and ultimately name one as our Album of the Month at the end of the discussion. With some divided opinions between us this month, which one reigned supreme?

For a stacked March, the five albums we dove into were:

Fantasy by M83 (Poll winner, thanks to everyone who voted!)

The Record by Boygenius

LIES by LIES

Rides On by The Nude Party

Praise A Lord Who Chews But Which Does Not Consume; (Or Simply, Hot Between Worlds) by Yves Tumor

If you want to listen to this latest episode simply click the link below, but also be sure to follow 5-9 Blog on Instagram and Twitter for more news and polls relating to the podcast, along with other great content like film reviews, sports articles and more.

Listen to the March 2023 episode here

Album & EP Recommendations

Lies by LIES

If you’ve been following me on social media these past few weeks, it is no secret that I am an enormous fan of the self-titled debut from American Football side project, LIES. On this month’s podcast, you can also hear me gush over the album and just how much I have been blown away listening to Mike and Nate Kinsella’s symphonic and frequently dazzling new opus.

When it came to writing the review however, I was really struggling to sum up my thoughts on this record, along with how special and moving I have found it. Thankfully though, my partner in writing and fellow Mike Kinsella super fan, Kiley Larsen, did find the words. Reading his wonderful review on this record, it captured its greatness so perfectly that I had to share it here this week. Take a look:

“LIES’ debut album, Lies, was born from writing sessions that were supposed to be the fourth American Football album. Since the project was born out of the pandemic, it started with Nate Kinsella sharing short synthesizer loops he’d created during the early days of the pandemic. The poppier edges didn’t fit with the American Football “sound,” and Mike recalls telling Nate, “I want to be in that band.”

The result is the Kinsellas at their most intricate yet accessible. “Blemishes” sets the mission statement for the project, as it starts with bubbly vocal samples before building into a rich conclusion that throws in everything but the studio kitchen sink. “Echoes” and “Corbeau” are a few of the many reasons why Lies should be revisited repeatedly, with new intricacies to absorb with each fresh listen. The latter was an excellent choice as the project’s first single last year - it wouldn’t be out of place on any of the Owen records, yet the lethargic loops and low-lying fuzz throughout demonstrate that any great artists such as the Kinsellas are constantly experimenting with their musical voice, even after almost thirty years of recording.

Lies reaches a midpoint peak with “Camera Chimera,” a brooding groover that recalls Depeche Mode through pulsing bass and delayed guitar washes before the stunningly sublime “Summer Somewhere” reaches new sonic territory for a Kinsella project. “No Shame” is one that I initially wrote off, as it does take a bit to get going, but in an album full of soaring orchestral summits, the last few minutes are beyond captivating. The final run of “Rouge Vermouth,” “Knife,” “Sympathetic Eyes,” and “Merely” will please anyone who appreciates Owen’s more subdued moments and is well worth the time to spend listening to on a good set of headphones.

The first quarter of the year has delivered a robust slate of records, but Lies by LIES may just top the list - a much-welcomed exception to break the cycle for all of the anticipated albums that have fizzled out once released. Earlier American Football and Owen albums may hold a special place in the heart. Still, Mike and Nate Kinsella deserve praise for continuing to grow and releasing something so distinctive from the rest of their catalogs.”

Read Kiley Larsen’s full review here

Read the Kinsellas’ own track-by-track guide to their debut here

Listen to Lies’ monumental debut here

Blondshell by Blondshell

Another incredible self-titled debut that has lit me up in the last month is this amazing record from LA-based rockstar-in-the-making, Sabrina Teitelbaum. Hugely accomplished for her first outing, it’s a sharp 32-minute listen packed with big choruses and some truly epic guitar work. Here’s what 5-9 editor Andrew Belt had to say in his brilliant review:

“The nine tracks on her debut album capture uncomplicated rock tracks which could have been recorded live. Uncomplicated does not mean not compelling, however. Fusing influences from the likes of Nirvana, The Cranberries and Anna Burch, Teitelbaum wears her heart on her sleeve as she chronicles a difficult couple of years which spawned Blondshell.

The self-titled record bursts to life with ‘Veronica Mars’ – a two-minute, verse/chorus/guitar solo blast with the TV show referred to in the title causing Teitelbaum to reflect on its impact on her when watching at an early age. Singing ‘Logan’s a dick, I’m learning that’s hot’, Teitelbaum laments the mixed messaging the show could provide to young minds, with the rock track melting away at the end via a red-hot unhinged, high-pitched guitar solo.

The sound throughout is cohesive with Yves Tumor-producer, Yves Rothman, teasing out something quite impressive from Teitelbaum as Blondshell. Confessional, edgy, compelling, Blondshell is an accomplished offering belying its debut album status.”

Read Andrew Belt’s full review here

Listen here

VOID ETERNAL by nothing, nowhere.

Watching the evolution of Joe Mulherin’s nothing, nowhere project over the last eight years has been fascinating to witness. Gaining prominence and a legion of cult followers in his early days for his unique blend of hip-hop, R&B, pop punk and emo, his 2021 album Trauma Factory saw Mulherin deliver arguably his most accessible collection of tracks to date, whilst simultaneously providing the perfect soundtrack to that bleak, mostly locked down year.

In amongst his traditional blend of sounds there was death, one of the album’s singles that suggested Mulherin may be edging towards a heavier, more anthemic direction. Now on his latest effort VOID ETERNAL, this step into heavy music has come to full fruition with Mulherin delivering his most in-your-face record yet.

Frequently channelling Linkin Park, the more ambient elements of his sound take a back seat this time around, replaced instead with loud, thrashing riffs and vocals that are noticeably harsher and more aggressive. The result is a bigger and bolder sound, with Joe even pulling in genre heavyweights such as Silverstein, Underoath, Static Dress and Fall Out Boy’s Pete Wentz for some impactful guest features.

Like all his previous work, there’s never a dull moment with anthems like VEN0M, CYAN1DE and M1SERY_SYNDROME sitting nicely amongst the powerful metal moments like ANX13TY, PSYCHO_PSYCHIATRY and F0RTUNE_TELLER. For longtime fans there is still the Joe of old here too, with closing track MEMORY_FRACTURE bringing some of his more familiar sonic textures to the table.

Overall, this is a seismic, face-melting leap into heavier and even angstier territory for Mulherin, with VOID ETERNAL marking arguably his most ambitious work to date. Whilst the noisier cuts and screamo vocals scattered across here won’t be to everyone’s taste, I personally welcome this dramatic direction change, as it feels like the natural next step for Joe’s chameleonic sound. So, if you are looking for something loud beyond the new Metallica record that has just dropped, I recommend giving this one a spin.

Listen here

The Estate Sale by Tyler, The Creator

We may be a few years on from its release, but it seems American rapper Tyler, The Creator is not ready to leave his Call Me When You Get Lost era just yet. Released off the back of his coming-of-age masterpiece Flower Boy and the sonic experimentation of 2019’s Igor, Call Me If You Get Lost was the sound of Tyler in razor-sharp lyrical form whilst also mostly handling production duties himself. It resulted in another widely praised release from Tyler, and yet it seems we only got half the story first time around.

With The Estate Sale, Tyler gifts fans eight more songs recorded during the Call Me… sessions, including brilliant recent single Dogtooth. Safe to say if you were a fan of that record then you’ll likely enjoy what’s presented on The Estate Sale, which more than delivers as a bonus EP, even featuring a couple of blockbuster collabs with the likes of Vince Staples and A$AP Rocky too. Also if you missed Call Me… first time around, The Estate Sale offers a good reason to dive in and explore.

Listen here

Songs From The Roundhouse by Deaf Havana

And on the live albums front this week, brothers Matty and James Veck-Gilodi returned back from the brink of extinction last year, delivering their excellent sixth studio album and their first as a duo - The Present Is A Foreign Land. Given the brothers’ recent history and the path it took to get made, it felt like a triumphant return for one of Britain’s most underrated bands. An album that was as heartbreakingly personal as it was anthemic, it granted Deaf Havana a new lease of life.

This was further cemented on their recent UK tour, which felt like a huge victory lap for Deaf Havana following their resurgence. Culminating in a huge show at London’s Roundhouse, this performance has now thankfully been captured on this thrilling new live recording. An hour plus set including all their greatest moments, it’s a must-hear for fans and a good introduction for those not already familiar with Deaf Havana’s output.

Listen here

Also worth checking out: How Many Dreams? By DMA’s, Jesus At The Gay Bar by Cub Sport, Good Time/Hard Time by Teleman, No Highs by Tim Hecker, Paragon Songs by whenyoung

Tracks of the Week

Your Mind Is Not Your Friend by The National featuring Phoebe Bridgers

I admitted in my last roundup that up until recently I’d not been completely sold on The National’s singles leading into their upcoming new album, First Two Pages of Frankenstein. Although recent single Eucalyptus was a positive step in raising my hype-o-meter, this latest track now feels like a small step backwards. The collaborations billed for this record had me intrigued, with songs alongside Taylor Swift and Sufjan Stevens still yet to be revealed, but sadly Phoebe Bridgers featuring as nothing more than a backing vocalist on this song has left me slightly underwhelmed.

The song itself is decent enough, but again doesn’t get me excited to the same level as I’ve become accustomed to when it comes to new music from The National. Maybe they have just set the standard too high with their previous efforts! Thankfully though the video is worth your time, a zany look at an imaginary friendship featuring Matt Berninger’s brother Tom and a cameo from Phoebe herself.

Watch the video here

To be honest by Christine and the Queens

Late last year, French alt-pop sensation Christine and the Queens released his live recorded third album, Redcar les adorables étoiles (prologue), the title for which suggested another album was on the horizon and that this one would be the main event. Sure enough, Paranoïa, Angels, True Love has been announced for a June release and will be a 20-song epic split across three distinct parts. Not only that, but the tracklist has revealed collaborations with the likes of 070 Shake, Mike Dean and Madonna are all included.

Alongside the announcement, the first taste of the new album, To be honest, has also been unveiled. Centred on Chris’ vocals, it’s a gorgeously atmospheric and synth-soaked ballad that suggests another album full of beauty and splendour is on the way.

Listen here

Weak In Your Light by Nation of Language

Another artist prepping their new album, American indie-pop outfit Nation of Language have this week announced their third studio album, Strange Disciple, is due this September. Following excellent recent single Sole Obsession, the band have now revealed the record’s opening track which is already for me one of their best to date. Bouncing along on a playful synth beat, Ian Richard Devaney’s impassioned vocals are the star of the show on this one.

Listen here

Chemical by Post Malone

Post Malone has never been an artist restricted to a particular genre, with the singer-songwriter mixing elements of rap, R&B and grunge to create his unique sound. Whilst pop has also been part of his sonic make-up before, new single Chemical is arguably his biggest foray into the genre yet with its noticeably upbeat melody and catchy chorus. An interesting direction change for the megastar.

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Welcome To My House by Yonaka

Now seemingly a trio after the mysterious departure of drummer Robert Mason, Brighton-based rockers Yonaka have recently released thunderous new single, Welcome To My House. Fuelled by pulsating electronics, glossy production and a hugely anthemic chorus, it’s one of their biggest tracks yet. Arenas at the ready? I think so.

Listen here

When I’m With You by Nimmo featuring St. Panther

I have been listening to electronic duo Nimmo since 2015 and in that time, I have yet to hear them release a bad song. How they are not the biggest dance act in the country I will never know, as latest single When I’m With You is another sure-fire banger to add to their arsenal of many. If you’re looking for a song to get you amped-up for the summer, this is the one.

Listen here

Orange County / Beach Justice by Swim Deep

Speaking of summer, my final recommendation this week is for the ultimate summer album. 10 years ago, Brummie indie darlings Swim Deep released their magnificent debut, Where The Heaven Are We, an album I still reach for whenever I see even the slightest glimpse of sunshine. With the anniversary imminent, there has never been a better time to spin this record if you haven’t up till now.

Also as part of these celebrations for the album officially being a decade old, the band have recently remastered two of the album’s early B-Sides which, despite their age, sound as fresh as ever.

Listen here

Also worth checking out: A Crooked Melody by Holding Absence,Don’t Leave Me Behind by Swim School, No Room by Bollards

REMINDER: If you use Apple Music, you can also keep up-to-date with all my favourite 2023 tracks through my Best of 2023 playlist. Constantly updated throughout the year with songs I enjoy, it is then finalised into a Top 100 Songs of the Year in December.Add the playlist to your library here

[toasttt11]

first kiss

April 12, 2019

Cutter was sitting against her head board with her legs stretched out in front of her as she read her book or rather was trying to read her book.

Rutger was lying on his back on her bed staring at the celling as he tossed a ball continuously while yapping to his best friend nonstop.

Rutger groaned frustrated dropping the ball on the bed and flipping over laying on his stomach staring at his best friend, “I mean i’m fifteen and i’ve never kissed anyone!” Rutger continued to dramatically tell her, “How am i supposed to get a girl if i haven’t even kissed anyone!”

Rutger has been intrigued by a girl in one of their classes and would nonstop talking about her to Cutter.

Cutter rolled her eyes harshly shutting her book. She swear she was going to stab her ears if she hears him talk about this girl any longer, it’s all he has talked about the past few days.

“I’ll totally embarrass myself,” Rutger whined groaning dramatically again.

Cutter rolled her eyes, again and leaned over grabbing his face and pecked his lips and leaned back nonchalantly and opened her book back up, “There will you shut up now?” Cutter snarked and putting her eyes back on her book and finally not hearing his talking.

Rutger was frozen in shock at her actions but also how much he felt from just their lips touching and also for the fact he just had his first kiss with his best friend.

Rutger continued to stare at his best friend noticing things about her he never bothered to think about before and all he could think about now is why the hell he ever looked at any other girl when Cutter has been in front of him this whole time.

Cutter may of seemed like nothing happened but she was just as confused why she felt so much from their kiss, especially why her heart was beating so rapidly.

It was Cutter’s first kiss too.

[mitjalovse]

John Philip Shenale collaborated with many famous musicians, including Buddy Guy and, of course, Tori Amos. Moreover, he also worked with Bonnie Tyler on one of her biggest hits. No, I am not talking about the colossal progressive rock one, though the piece I'm discussing also has Jim Steinman among the songwriters and his mark can be heard. Mind you, I cannot really describe his trademarks, since his tunes have a paradox for me, i.e. they somehow sound the same to each other, while they also couldn't be more dissimilar from one another. I mean, the hit on the link does resemble a cannon shot that doesn't stop, you somehow have a hunch the propulsion of the composition shall quiet at one point, yet the latter doesn't occur.

[izzythecolorfulkidblog123]

Shooting a music video Outta Space in Zimbabwe be like🤣🤣🤣🪐✨

[turcott3]

wrapped around your finger

luca fantilli x fem! reader (ft. umich hockey team and gfs!!)

warnings?: cursing, alcohol, unprotected sex (p in v, public sex, spanking, choking (not really but kinda?), hair pulling, happy ending🥳

masterlist

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“are yall ready yet?” rutger yells from the foyer.

“yes one second.” you yell back, deciding against the extra setting spray. it wasn’t hot outside, it’s not like you were going to sweat it off.

“we gotta go, i want a good view.” luca says grabbing his keys out of the bowl and heading outside. you opted to ride with luca since the group had to split but you always found yourself gravitating to him. the two of you had never spent time alone together but you always had a slight attachment to him, better described as a little bitty crush.

“have you looked at the set list yet?” he asked you, who got lucky and sat shotgun. the group was going to see post malone, and everyone was excited to go and get sloshed.

“i haven’t, i’ll check now.” you simply state opening spotify and reading it out to him.

“fuck this is gonna be so good.” he says, excitement lining his tone.

“does this venue id?” tyler asks from the backseat.

“no.” you answer quickly.

“may i ask how you know this?” luca giggles.

“i’ve been before, got absolutely hammered.” you say, reminiscing the last concert you attended.

“sweet, tj you’re off the hook,” he says patting the ginger on the back.

“thank god. they would’ve thought i was a fucking alcoholic buying all of those drinks.” he says, relief practically oozing out of him. you pulled into the venue closely behind your friends in the other car.

“everyone got their shit?” rutger asks and everyone replies ‘yes’ before shutting his trunk and locking the car. you made your way inside the venue, quickly finding a place to sit with a decent view of the stage. you loved that this tour was all outdoor shows considering the temperature in michigan in the summer was perfect. you laid your towel out and sat down, luca sitting his towel right next to yours.

“you’re gonna be my designated concert buddy?” you ask laughing at the position he sat in.

“sure am, we never really spend any time together so i figured this was a perfect opportunity.” he smiles and you giggle in response, keeping your cheeks from turning too red.

“drinks for the lot of ya!” jacob yells in a tacky british accent, approaching the group with tj, multiple beers and seltzers for everyone in hand.

“a seltzer for you of course.” luca says, handing you one of the drinks he grabbed.

“you just know my drinking habits so well don’t you.”

“we’ve been to parties together and how many times have i held your hair while you threw up?”

“it was twice luca.”

“and? i still did it.” he says and you roll your eyes, a smile spreading in your cheeks. it didn’t take too long for the openers to begin their set. you had never heard of them so you talked through it. you spoke with a couple of the guys and their girlfriends, luca talking to adam on the phone, sipping his beer. you couldn’t help but notice that he chose to sit with you, but you didn’t want to overanalyze. you drank and drank some more, without even realizing it. you were already somewhat drunk by the time the openers were finished, which wasn’t your intention.

“hey y/n.” luca asks nudging you.

“huh?”

“are you already drunk?”

“yep sure am, you?”

“a little buzz, nothing too crazy yet.”

“i am fully prepared to be absolutely fucked tonight.“ you reply, his expression becoming more difficult to read.

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when post malone’s set finally began, you cracked a tall boy open, shot gunning it as well as you could. when you sucked the can dry you threw it on the ground out of breath, almost instantly feeling more drunk than before.

“luca.” you said, your words dragging out in a slur.

“what is it?” he asks, shoving his phone back in his pocket, his eyes reading drunk. you step closer to the boy, wrapping your arm around his back, singing whatever song was playing. you felt him do the same, his hand resting just above your ass on your hip.

the two of you sang together loudly and obnoxiously.

“can i try that?” you ask about the beer he held.

“yeah here.” he says, watching you intensely as you took a large sip.

“that is disgusting.” you reply, wiping your face with your hand as he chuckles. you leaned your head on his shoulder as you listened to the loud music. once the song ended you looked at yourself in the snapchat camera, makeup still in place just as you hoped. you couldn’t tell if the alcohol was clouding your judgment but you were feeling things. all the touching and flirting that had gone on over the last hour had your mind spinning.

“fuck i need a bathroom. luca come with me, i don’t wanna get kidnapped.” you say with a glimmer in your eye. a smirk grows on the boys face.

“okay, hey guys i’m taking her to the bathroom.” he yells at the group before you drag him off by his wrist.

“what’s got you in a hurry, we’ll still be able to hear it.” he giggles, jogging after you. you find a single stall, family restroom unoccupied. you open the door and pull the brunette inside with you.

“ive been wanting to get you alone all night.” you admit.

“i can’t say i haven’t felt the same way.” he replies, slurring his words. you two were both plastered but you know what they say about drunk words. in an instant, the boy pushes you by your biceps against the cold cinderblock wall, attaching your lips hastily and sloppily. your hands find their way into his hair, gripping at the strands as he swipes his tongue over your lip begging for entry. you swear hours pass by before he backs away.

“you look so fucking sexy tonight y/n.” he smirks as you two find your way to the sink.

“fuck you make me so horny.” you mutter, squeezing your thighs together as he picks you up and places you on the counter. your short skirt gave him easy access to your throbbing core, running fingers over your soaked panties and sucking them clean.

“god you taste so good.” he smirks, reconnecting your lips again, giving you a taste for yourself. he pulls away with hazy eyes, squatting down quickly and pulling your panties to the side.

“oh my fucking god.” you yell at the contact. his tongue twisted your already swollen bud in circles, sucking and rubbing it in a rhythmic fashion.

“fuck.” you say, gripping onto the boys hair as you finished, quicker than you could’ve imagined. he stands back up, his face soaked in your cum.

“you’re fucking incredible.” he says and you grab him by his shirt, which you unbuttoned hastily after you aggressively reattached your lips. he helped you finish the job as he pulled away, unbuttoning his denim shorts and pulling his throbbing cock out as quickly as he could. you stared at his tip as it leaked with precum and the pure size of him. he rubbed himself harder with a few strokes before looking back up at you.

“fuck me luca. please.” you beg and he instantly caves, pushing himself into you, his hands pressed against the mirror as he pushed into you for the first time. you moaned at the sensation. his tip hit the sweet spot buried deep inside you without even trying.

“god.” you moan out and he grunts. he thrusts into you deep and hard as he pounds into you at a decent speed. your moans snapping a high pitch after the first few thrusts. the music was quickly drowned out by the sounds of your yelps in a bathroom with poor acoustics.

“such a good girl taking me like this.” he smirks at you.

“you feel so good, god lu.” you say, your fingers gripping the hair on the back of his head.

“do you think anyone can hear me?” you ask.

“i fucking hope so.” he smirks, sloppily landing his lips back on yours as he stretches you out with every thrust.

“get down and bend over for me pretty girl.” he simply requests and you do so, resting your stomach on the edge of the counter. he pushes your skirt up further.

“look at that ass, god damn.” he says spanking you once before placing a gentle hand on your, now bright red, ass cheek pushing himself back into you. he grabs onto your hips pulling you onto him as he thrusts. your eyes roll into the back of your head with overstimulation, your sweaty hand slapping onto the mirror for better stability. he pounds into you at an unforgiving speed, wanting to get a good climax out of it. he wraps his hand around your hair, pulling you up flush against his chest as he continues his quick thrusts into you, turning you from moaning to practically yelling. gently he wrapped a hand around your throat as you looked in the mirror at the two of you. your mascara now smeared around your eyes, his cheeks red and forehead dotted with beads of sweat from the steamed bathroom.

“look at you, taking me so fucking good huh?” he asks, making eye contact with you in the mirror. he bucks into you sharply, a yelp leaving your mouth in an instant. carefully, he picks you back up, placing you on the counter. you could tell by the speed that he was getting closer, but the fact of the matter was that you were even closer. he pushes back into you easily sliding back in, a sensation you could never get used to. the way he hit your sweet spot was almost more intoxicating than all the alcohol you drank that lead you to this moment.

“fuck luca, i’m gonna come.” you moan, your nails digging harshly into his back, your speech broken up by his spastic and deep thrusts. moments later, you feel your body relax as a knot came undone in your abdomen. he fucked you right through your high into his own climax. spilling his seed deep inside you. he pressed his forehead to your chest as the two of you sat, gasping for air for a few moments. he runs his fingers through the salty mix of your climaxes between your legs attempting to somewhat clean you up, his drunk mind not thinking about the toilet paper that sat on the back of the toilet 2 feet away from you. you grab his hand and suck his fingers clean, surprising him and showing him that you swallowed every drop of the nasty mixture.

“fucking god y/n you’re gorgeous, let me help you down.” he says, tucking himself back in his pants, lending his hands for you to hop off the counter. you pull your panties back over your sensitive core, and tug your skirt down.

“lu, can you help me fix my makeup.” you whine, referring to the black streaks that formed around your eyes.

“yes baby, hold still.” he says, your heart fluttering at the pet name. he licks he thumb, gently wiping away the mess from around your eyes.

“how does that look?” he asks as you turn around.

“good enough.” you giggle turning back around.

“luca your hair. i’m sorry.” you giggle as he smiles, wrapping his strong arms around you.

“i don’t care about my hair.” he says as you press your cheek to the warm skin of his chest.

“we should go back.” you say patting him on the chest.

“yeah they’re probably getting suspicious by now.” he giggles, taking your hand and unlocking the door, seeing a long line outside the bathroom. the two of you chuckle as you jog past the impatient people in line, back to your spot on the lawn.

“you missed like 6 songs, where the fuck were you gu- oh.” rutger started before getting a good look at you two.

“what?” you ask.

“oh nothing.” he giggles, whispering to his girlfriend who he stood next to.

“girl where did you go?” franks girlfriend asks, tugging you away from luca’s side.

“i had to uh-“ you start and then turn around to see luca dapping up his teammates, clearly spilling what had gone on in the bathroom, “we fucked.”

“in the bathroom?” jacob’s girlfriend says interrupting.

“yeah we did.” you smirk.

“well was it at least good?” frank’s girlfriend asks.

“oh my god yes. his dick is so big, i don’t think i would wanna fuck anyone else like ever again.” you giggle with them, your drunkness seeping back into your vocabulary.

“you guys would be cute, i see the vision.” she says stepping back and looking at both of you.

“i think we would be too, not to be vain or anything.” you joke.

“go for it babe, luca doesn’t fuck just to fuck. or at least that’s what jacob’s told me. he fucks to date.” she says nudging you on the arm.

“honestly i probably will go for it, let’s see how this goes, hey lu?” you call out, catching his attention instantly. he walks over, hugging you to his side.

“what’s up?” he asks, his thumb grazing over the fabric of your skirt.

“maybe you guys are right.” you laugh and he appears confused. the two of you enjoy the rest of the concert, hugging onto each other and singing your hearts out for the final few songs.

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“everyone’s asleep.” luca giggles as you pulled back into the driveway.

“awe look at them so cute.” you reply.

“are you gonna regret what we did tonight?” he asks, his voice in a whisper.

“not in the slightest.” you say placing a hand on his cheek and connecting your lips softly for a moment.

“you have no idea how badly i wanted to hear you say that.” he smiles as you pull away slightly.

“i can’t let anyone else have that dick or that hair. or just that boy in general.” you say locking eyes with him. instead of replying he reconnects your lips once again, the kiss lingering for a what seems like an eternity. an eternity that you hoped would never come to an end.

“we should wake them up.” you whisper on his lips.

“yeah probably.” he smiles, pecking your lips one last time before waking everyone up to come inside.

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