#bedrooom pop

[pinchofdecor]

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[adadaveed]

(Ada Daveed) place the sea moves towards

[poppunkhiker]

rearranging my highschool bedroom after getting home for break:)

[soundcores]

Conan Gray

Conan Gray to amerykański piosenkarz i autor piosenek. Jako nastolatek zaczął wstawiać na swój kanał na YouTube vlogi, covery oraz własne piosenki. W 2018 roku podpisał kontrakt z Republic Records, tam właśnie wydał swoją debiutancką EPkę Sunset Season.

Conan Gray to jeden z najbardziej interesujących debiutów popowych 2020 roku. Młody artysta jest nazywany „popowym księciem smutnych nastolatków w internecie”.

Kid Krow,debiutancka płyta piosenkarza ukazała się 20 marca 2020 roku. Wydawnictwo trafiło na 1. miejsce Billboard Top Pop Albums, a także na 2. Top Album Sales oraz 5. Top 200.

Płytę promowały single „Heather” oraz „Maniac”. Artysta pojawił się w programach takich jak „Late Night with Seth Meyers”, „The Late Late Show with James Corden” czy „The Today Show”. Jego twórczość docenili przedstawiciele wpływowych mediów jak np „Vogue”, „V Man”, „Teen Vogue”, „Cosmopolitan”, „Paper”, „The Fader” czy MTV.

Conan ma na swoim koncie ponad 4 miliardy streamów na różnych platformach, okładkowe publikacje w najbardziej znanych magazynach oraz występy na największych festiwalach. Do grona fanów młodego artysty zaliczają się między innymi Elton John, Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, BTS, Matty Healy z The 1975, Brendon Urie z Panic! at the Disco, Troye Sivan czy Lewis Capaldi.

W 2021 Conan wydał single „Overdrive”, „Astronomy” oraz „People Watching”.

Artysta, opowiadając o swoim ostatnim utworze:

„– „People Watching” dedykuję wszystkim tak samo samotnym jak ja, którzy zastanawiaj się, jak to jest być zakochanym. Nigdy nie spotykałem się z nikim w życiu, więc spędziłem bardzo dużo lat na obserwowaniu perfekcyjnych par siedzących w kawiarniach, dzielących się kawą, szepczących sobie słodkie słówka do ucha. Nie mogę się powstrzymać, by zastanawiać się, jak to jest, czuć coś takiego. Mało która rzecz sprawia mi taką przyjemność jak obserwowanie par funkcjonujących w swoim małym świecie, gdzie żadna inna osoba poza nimi nie istnieje. Tekst powstał pod wpływem podsłuchanych rozmów w kafejce w college’u. Obserwowanie, jak żyją inni, pozwoliło mi zastępczo żyć ich życiem.”

Conan Gray tworzy muzykę w gatunku pop, indie pop, acoustic pop oraz bedroom pop. Jest to niezwykle wrażliwy artysta, a jego utwory są wyjątkowe. Teledyski piosenkarza, są bardzo estetyczne i szczególnie przyjemne w odbiorze. Conan ma oryginały głos oraz bardzo ciekawy styl.

https://open.spotify.com/track/7KJXiuMXQu723ODChoxENp?si=Sc-CmQE0TGidJqCqnQwpSg

https://open.spotify.com/track/4xqrdfXkTW4T0RauPLv3WA?si=N-0PzI-DT7C22SvfOnsMpA

https://open.spotify.com/track/0KmgJyW4GDgonqsoyx0CZ3?si=GZf74PmjTCKAzF3mgJR54g

[cowboyjen68]

Hey Jen, long time follower, second time anon (I asked a very long time ago about k.d lang and wildlife or something lol). I'm from a rural small town and I'm a lesbian nearing thirty (still a few years, but feels pressing). Recently the opportunity to move to a bigger city (pop greater than 500k) has come up- it is affordable, I would likely have a job, and I would be moving in with someone who I trust. As an adult, I've always lived in small towns (pop under 10k, currently under 1k) ([1])

and I have thought this is why I have trouble finding women like me, or even other gay people to befriend. Cities make me nervous, but the idea of finding a community and maybe??? dates??? is so exciting! I’m just worried that I’m somehow going to fail, or hate it, or just get super overwhelmed. I know you live rurally now, but have you ever lived in a *bigger* city? In general, how do you meet all these other wonderful lesbians you post about? ([2])

I grew up in Cedar Rapids until 4th grade, totally suburban.  I was raised in rural Solon, but we were suburban rural. There were nearby housing developments and, while everyone owned 2 to 5 acres, we had a sort of neighborhood. We were 15 miles from Cedar Rapids and 20 from Iowa CIty so we were not isolated. Even now, I live 15 miles from CR and 35 from IC so it is easy for me to get to the “city” whenever i want but to always come home to solitude. I have one nearby neighbor and 4 other famiiles live on the one mile gravel road I live on. 

I lived in Iowa City for grad school. then full time for from age 21 to 25 then to Cedar Rapids from 25 to amost 30.  Very blue color neighborhood in CR. I fit right in.  I formed many of my friends when I lived in IC and was young enough to hang out, go to the bar, out to eat…and drink. on Sunday afternoon. 

Later, living in the country I have made many of my friends from outings.. like camping at women’s festivals or getting involved in volunteering. I put a lot of miles on the Jeep.  Now I meet people still through activism and by always trying to take the time for friends. I try to meet with one a week for coffee or just to hang out. 

At almost 30 (so still in your 20′s) if you have a job and safe place to stay..I say go for it. YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE> You can always move back. BUT I think that you will find, it a larger city you will increase your pool of friends, find new and interesting things to try.. J

ust becasue you live in a big city does not mean you are constantly surrounded by people and big tall buildings.  Big cities have wonderful and vibrant neighborhoods.. some suburban, some just the apartment building you live in. Start there. Get to know those around you.. shop at the local stores, eat at Bob’s Diner on the corner.. even it their sanitary conditions are sketchy.. haha!  In the big city you can still form relationships with those around you. People still have routines and habits and you learn those and become a part of them. 

In general, big cities are actually just many small towns all smashed together. Each smaller town is made up of neighborhoods, building coops. Some are based on nationality or religion or similar interests. 

Make sure if you move you have a space to be by yourself. You bedrooom or a quiet living room where you can be alone so you can center yourself if you find it a bit overwhelming. But don’t be afraid to explore your new habitat.  Find out what is out there and give it a try. 

[raphpanda21]

Would you stay if she promised you heaven

Last time :

Thanatos handed Hygieia the cash and quickly took his change muttering a quick thanks before he picked up his purchaes and left the store . Hygieia had known him for years but it was somehow hella embarrassing imagining what she might be thinking. He probably looked about as scandalous as some of his Centaur neighbors coming in every other week for a pregnancy test for their latest notch on their bed post. He seriously needed a drink, time of day be damned.

He took the the walk back to his townhouse at a quicker pace not wanting to let the ice cream soften to much. Unlocking the front door he shut and locked it behind himself. Swinging by the kitchen he grabbed a large spoon before venturing further into the townhouse in search of Persephone. Not seeing her in the living room he moved back towards his room and master bath. Finding the bedrooom door open he slipped in approaching the shut bathroom door.

Leaning against it he can hear the muffled sounds of water slushing against the tub sides. Rapping on the door lightly with the back of his hand he calls out to her.

Thanatos: I am back Princes and I brought you a surprise !

Persephone started at the sound of the knocking but hearing Thanatos’s voice she relaxed.

Persephone: A Surprise?

Her mind spun wondering what the surprise might be but she instantly tensed as the door latch popped. He wasn’t coming in was he?! She was not decent. She was about to protest to the fact when her words halted in her throat at seeing only his arm enter the room. In the outstretched arms she saw what appeared to be a bag of ice cream and clutched in his had a very large spoon.

Thanatos: Figured you might want some ice cream after the day you have had . I’ll put in the freezer until you get out.

Persephone: Ice cream?

She bit her lip as her stomach growled at her. She hadn’t had lunch yet and that ice cream looked really good. Debating her options she pressed herself against the side of the tub eying the ice cream hungrily.

Persephone: What flavors?

Thanatos was surprised to say the least at this question. So much so that his mind momentarily blanked

Thanatos: Ummm, chocolate chip and lavender French vanilla?

Persephone’s stomach growled it’s approval loudly. So loud even Thanatos heard it.

Thanatos: Was that your stomach?

Persephone turned as red as a lobster .Thanatos ‘muffled laughter seeming far to loud in her opinion.

Persephone: I am hungry okay! There is no shame in that.

Thanatos tried to regain his composure and was thankful that the door between them at least hid the amusement he knew his face would betray

Thanatos: No, no,of course not I guess you best hurry with your bath then.

Persephone pouted laying her head on the edge of the tube eying the ice cream with hunger as Thanatos shook the bag at her.

Persephone: Why can’t I have both? Ice cream and bath!

Thanatos: Well, I guess there isn’t in law against it but are you going to come get it or ....

Persephone pursed her lips with frustration. She did not wish to leave her steamy tub of solitude but that would mean he would have to come in. She didn’t personally care about nudity but according to Artemis it was lewd. To Tartarus withbit Artemis wasn’t here to scold her after all.

Persephone: Please bring it to me. I think I am decent enough as long as you keep your eyes averted. No funny ideas okay?

Thanatos about choked at the suggestion. Sure he knew he could behave but was she always so trusting? Taking a deep breath he pushed the door open enough to allow himself to slip into the steamy room. Glancing over quickly he could see Persephone’s head right above the water her shoulder length hair hollowing around her. Her body was pressed closely to the tub’s edge and he really couldn’t see much of anything through the milky water. Taking a sniff her chuckled lightly.

Thanatos: Found my bath milks did you?

Persephone tilted her head in confusion

Persephone: They weren’t really hidden. I came across them in the baskets next to towels. I guess I should have asked before using though.

Thanatos waved his hand dismissively walking closer and turning his gaze to the side. Getting close enough that she could reach it he set down the bag laying the spoon atop it.

Thanatos: Your majesty, I present to you your ice cream.

Persephone couldn’t help but laugh at this but she got a handle on herself leaning over to drag the bag closer. Reaching in blindly she pulled out the chocolate chip and spoon in hand dived in for an extra large spoonful

Persephone: Mmmmmm oh Gaia it is sooo good.This tastes amazing. Thank you CC

Thanatos had never been more thankful in his life for steam then he was at that moment. Thankfully the mirror he stood in front of was fogged over hiding Persephone from him and his own sudden blush. Her moans of enjoyment were straight sinful and he dared not turn to see here eating the ice cream. Ice cream was already way to over sexulaized. He did not need a visual of her contributing to it. Clearing his throat he smoothed back his hair his hands with practiced ease starting to work it back up into its usual man bun.

Thanatos: I am glad it meets with your high standards Princess.

Persephone watched as he fiddledwith his hair spoon upside down in her mouth as she sucked it clean.

Thanatos was currently holding his hair in one hand as he looked around his countertop for an apparently elusive hair tie.

Pulling the spoon out of her mouth she works on digging out another spoonful as she watches him

Persephone : Your hair looks very nice down. Why do you keep it up?

Thanatos paused turning to look her direction from the corner of his eye. His reason was a sad one. Far to often the dying that did not wish for their time to end would try to fight by whatever means they could and long hair was just a liability. He didn’t want to dampen her mood though with such things.

Thanatos: it is just a preference I have developed over the years in my employment and vanity perhaps. Truthfully I should probably keep it sheared short.

Persephone hmmms thoughtfully around her mouthful.

Persephone: I don’t think short hair would suit you as well.

Thanatos unable to find a hair tie gives up with a sigh and decided he really should make a hasty retreat. He was no angel after all and the temptation to see more than he should was growing despite all of his good intentions.

Thanatos: I will take that into consideration the next time I am considering a change. You keep enjoying your ice cream as long as you like. I have a couple of household chores I need to see to alright?

He tried to sneak by without turning around but just as he was about to escape a hand reached out wrapping around on of his wings feather’s tugging on it slightly . He instantly froze a sharp hiss slipping out inadvertently.

Hearing the hiss Persephone quickly released her hold.

Persephone: Oh! I am so sorry CC I didn’t mean to hurt you!

Thanatos struggled to catch his breath his heart rate having doubled. When she had grabbed his feather a shiver had run up his spine causing him to hiss in surprise. Wings were a very sensitive thing among gods like himself. A simple touch could bring on a wave of pleasure . At the same time though this trait could also be weakness. Pleasure and pain where feelings that flirted closely together after all. Thanatos had always been careful when retrieving souls to not let his wings be assualted and the few times it had occurred there seemed to be no effect. Perhaps a mixed blessing but it seemed that the only time he suffered from such sensations was when he was with other celestials and usually in a intimate setting. Yep, he was defiantly to keyed up from that ice cream. Plus he could swear the smell of flowers had become almost suffocating since she had taken her first bite. He was seriously starting to worry that this little Princess was a fertility nymph in disguise. Taking a deep slow breathe he shook of the haze of pleasure trying to cloud his mind instead forcing himself to visualize that one time he caught his brother with a centaur. Nothing got rid of arousing thoughts quicker . Still he refused to look at her afraid his face was flushed as he still felt far to hot.

Thanatos: No harm done. did you need something?

Persephone: Could you hand me a towel? I won’t be in much longer but I hate to get out and freeze immediately.

Relieved it was something simple he moved to the storage under the sink grabbing an extra large towel and laying it near enough to the tub she could reach it.

Thanatos: Enjoy the rest of your bath Princess.

With that last statement he made a hasty retreat glad when he reached the living room to be able to take in a deep floral scent free breathe of air as he collapsed on the couch muttering to himself

Thanatos: Seriously I am not sure virginal goddess was the correct career path for Princess.

[trulymadlysydney]

I can't get the image of both Harry and you in comfy clothes sharing a bottle of red at 2am at his dinner table because his jet lag is so horrible and you wanted to catch up

God that’s such a dream. I would give anything for that.

Just sitting at the table, a bottle between the two of you on the table so that you can refill whenever you want. Maybe you’re in one of his hoodies fresh from his suitcase, (which hasn’t even fully been unpacked yet, but you missed smelling him) and he’s in a T-shirt and glasses. Neither of you even realize how late it is until you’re yawning and he’s pawing at his eyes and blinking sleepily at you.

At one point the conversation reaches a comfortable stopping point. There is only a swallow left at the bottom of the bottle. Harry reaches down and taps at his phone, only to gasp and let out a nasally giggle that makes you smile instantly.

“What?” You ask.

“It’s 2:54.”

Your jaw drops. “It is?!”

“Mhm. Been talking this whole time.”

“Didn’t realize it was this late,” you say, a yawn threatening to come out.

“Me neither. Should we get in bed?”

You only nod your head sleepily, and he smiles in response. “Yeah. Think that’s a good idea.”

You both trudge up the stairs then, turning off all the lights on your way up and deciding to leave the mess in the kitchen until tomorrow. With lazy fingers and sleepy kisses you undress one another, whispering little sweet nothings about how much you’ve missed doing this.

You head into the bathroom to begin washing your face and brushing your teeth, but you gasp when you catch a glimpse of your reflection.

Your entire mouth— lips, teeth, and tongue— are stained with the wine you’d been enjoying. And not just a little bit either— it’s unbearably noticeable.

You shriek, and you hear Harry’s faint “Wha’s wrong?” Coming from the bedroom.

“Harry!” You stomp back into the bedrooom pointing at hour mouth, and Harry is already smirking as if he knows what you’re going to say.

He doesn’t say anything for a long moment, just looking at you with an amused expression. He chuckles. “Yes?”

“You didn’t tell me I had a PURPLE MOUTH this entire time?!”

Harry snorts now, laying back against he headboard of his bed and crossing his feet at the ankle. “Didn’t think I needed to.”

“Harry, I look like an idiot!!”

This makes the corners of his lips turn down in an exaggerated frown. ”Heyyy. Its cute!”

“Oh my god.” You cover your face with your hands. “I can’t believe you. God.”

You turn to go back into the bathroom but Harry is quicker, running over to you and grabbing your elbow to stop you. “Hey hey,” he says through another laugh. “C’mere.”

He pulls your hands away from your face but you don’t meet his eyes. “No. Don’t look at me till I get this off of my face.”

The endearing (and equally infuriating) smirk never leaves his face, and your cheeks feel hot under his gaze. “I can help you with that.” He leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips, and as much as you want to protest you can’t help but melt into his warmth. You sigh, which makes him chuckle knowingly into your mouth.

He lets out a content little hum as you feel the warmth of his tongue trace its way into your mouth, and his hand trails lightly up your back so that his fingers tangle into your hair. When he pulls away, it’s with an affectionate nuzzle of his nose against yours, and it takes you a moment to open your eyes.

When you finally do open your eyes, he’s already smiling. “There,” he says. “S’all gone.”

You blink up at him, still a bit in a daze and wanting more than what he’s just given you. All you can manage to say is, “Is it?”

Harry’s dimple pops with another smirk. “No,” he admits. “Still purple. And still cute.”

You groan, pulling away from your boyfriend and turning into the bathroom. “God, Harry.”

You can hear him cackling as you close the bathroom door behind you. “Hey!” He calls. “There is more where that kiss came from if you hurry up in there!”

“I wouldn’t count on it!” You lie as you scrub at your face.

You know you are not going to take your hands off of one another the minute you exit this bathroom, and you *definitely* won’t be going to sleep any time soon.

[faes-land]

Come Over

Hey my thirsty ass decided to post for Johnny finally....ugh. Enjoy! It’s not like my other smuts, but I hope you all like it just as much! ^^

Pairings: Johnny X Female reader

Genre: Smut, fluff

Word count: 2,224

Warnings: Soft sex, fingering, first time together sex 

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Johnny rolled around in bed and groaned. He turned to the clock and saw that it was 12:30. He felt lonely, so he grabbed his phone and held it in his hands for a few seconds before calling you, his girlfriend. He knew it was late, and you were probably tired from work, but he wanted to talk to you for a little.

It rang three times then he heard a sleepy, "Hello?" He smiled hearing your tired voice; you were too cute.

"Hey, baby....it's me." He knew you already knew it was him, considering how you only answer when it's him or work.

You giggled. "I know. What's up? Why did you call me?"

He shrugged. He wasn't really sure why he called, he just wanted to hear your voice. "Am I not allowed to call you whenever I want? Also, I missed you. A lot."

"Johnny, we just saw each other last week."

"I know, but that's too long in my opinion. Can I go to your house? I wanna hold you. I can't sleep without you." He pouted even though you couldn't see it. "Do you have work tomorrow?"

"No, I don't. I was going to let you know in the morning, but you decided to call." You laughed. If you were being honest, you were glad he called. You weren't able to sleep either; you wanted to be with him.

"So that means I can come over?" He asked as he sat up in his bed. He was hoping you were going to say yes.

"Yes, it does. Will you be here soon?"

He was already putting on basketball shorts and his shoes at this point, throwing on a whatever shirt and hoodie he found. "Yeah, I'm leaving my apartment now. I'll see you in a few minutes." You said okay, then the two of you hung up.

It didn't take Johnny long to get to your apartment, just a quick five minute drive and he was there. He sat in his car, pondering over something he'd been wanting to ask you for a few weeks. He decided that he would do it if it came up. He didn't want to pressure you into anything; he loved you too much.

Johnny got out of his car, and then he knocked on her door three times. He waited a few seconds before the door swung open. He smiled when he saw his cute girlfriend. "Hey, baby." He said before leaning down to give you a quick kiss.

You giggled. "Hi, Johnny. Come on in, it's cold." He walked in and you made sure to lock the door behind him.  "Do you want anything while I'm up, or do you want to just get in bed?"

Johnny laughed; you were so sweet. He shook his head while taking his shoes and jacket off. "No, no. You don't have to get anything for me. I just want to be with you."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded and smiled. "Positive." You shrugged, then grabbed his hand and led him to your bedroom. Johnny couldn't help but watch the way your hips swayed as you walked, and how your legs looked in your little shorts. Johnny had to shake himself of his thoughts before he ended up getting hard.

Once you reached the bedrooom, Johnny did his best not to think about how attractive you looked. He knew you were exhausted, so he didn't want to keep you up any more than he already did.

Johnny chuckled when he watched you get in the bed and under your blankets. "You're so cute, baby." He said to you as he joined you in bed. You shook your head and snuggled up to him.

You kissed his neck and he shivered; he wasn't expecting that. "This is so nice, Johnny. I missed you."

Johnny couldn't help but smile and hold you tighter against him. He loved you so much, and hearing you say that made him feel good. "I missed you more." He looked down at you and kissed you. He meant for it to be a small peck, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He wasn't expecting it, but he happily went along with it.

You had a plan; you wanted to be intimate with Johnny for the first time tonight. Your only problem was figuring out how to say it to him without sounding needy or slutty.

Your lips began to move in sync, and you were hoping this would go into something further with him. You knew it did when he put his hands on your waist. You grabbed the nape of his neck, and he traced your tongue on your bottom lip. You let him in without any hesitation and he took control of the kiss.

You moaned, and he squeezed your hips his hands. His ears perked up to the sound of your moaning. He'd heard it before, but it was never like this. He could tell that this moan was from lust more than anything else.

Johnny removed his lips from yours and he put them on your neck. He left butterfly kisses on your skin and you moaned, moving your head to give him more access. You had shivers all over your body as he kissed you.

His lips felt heavenly, you never wanted him to stop. One of your hands was in his hair, while the other was going into his shirt. Johnny shivered feeling your fingertips going across his chest, but he took the hint. He pulled away from you, and you whimpered at the loss. Johnny smirked then rose to his knees and removed his shirt.

You had seen him shirtless before, but it seemed like his body got better every time. Had he been working out? He was tall, toned and lean; you could stare at his body for hours. You went up on your knees and grabbed onto his broad shoulders before kissing him.

Johnny's hands were tugging on your shirt, so you took it off, revealing your breasts. Since you were going to bed, you didn't have a bra on. (You were glad about that too.) He moved one hand up to tweak one of your nipples, making it become erect.

You moaned at his touch. You weren't used to him touching you like this, you weren't sure what to do. He kissed your neck, then down to your chest. You bit your lip and moaned slightly when his lips reached your other tit.

He popped the hardening nub in his mouth, and swirled his tongue around it. Your hand was already buried in his hair, tugging slightly. He groaned; he liked the feeling of you pulling on his hair.

Johnny pulled away from your nipple, and went back to your neck. One of his hands was going lower, towards your core and you shivered in anticipation.

Hesitantly, his hand went into your shorts, and he slowly rubbed you through your panties. Your breathing hitched and you moaned, causing Johnny to smirk. You grabbed on to him tighter, so he moved your panties aside and came in contact with your clit.

"Ah, Johnny!" He growled when he heard you say his name like that. He felt his blood run down south, and he knew he had to have you as soon as possible. He knew he had to make you happy first, of course.

Johnny removed his hand from your center, and gentley pushed you down on the bed. He removed your underwear, and kissed up and down your legs. You weren't sure how to react to this, you could only moan and giggle.

You tried to close your legs, but Johnny grabbed your knees and opened them. "Don't do that, baby. You're beautiful." He assured you before he began slide his thumb up your opening and stopping at your clit. You moaned softly, so Johnny rose up and kissed your. He was pleased with how wet you were.

He rubbed your clit with his thumb, and you grabbed onto his shoulders. "J-Johnny, yes." You whispered in his ear. The sound of your voice made him harder than he already was. He kept rubbing, then he slowly inserted a finger in you. You gasped and gripped his shoulders.

He slowly drew his finger in and out of you, teasing you. His other hand went back to your breast, playing with your nipple. Your body was so sensitive, but you knew he was only getting started.

Johnny kept giving you small kisses to your lips, while moving his finger in you. All your moans and groans were driving him crazy; he had to get in you. As much as he didn't want to, he pulled away from her. He licked his finger and smiled. "Ah, you taste good, baby."

You moaned watching him lick your juices off his finger; you didn't realize how hot that would be. You looked down and saw the bulge coming from his basketball shorts; it was huge. Your eyes widened when he pulled them down, along with his boxers, kicking them off somewhere in your room. His dick was glorious; better than you ever imagined it to be.

You stared at his swollen tip, which looked delicious, and had to keep yourself from drooling. Johnny chuckled at her, he wasn't expecting such a reaction from you. "Are you ready?" He asked you.

You composed herself, then nodded. Johnny smiled before grabbing a condom from the pocket of his shorts. "Were you planning this?" You giggled.

He shrugged. "No, but I was hoping it would happen." He answered honestly, no sense in saying something that wasn't true. He rolled the condom onto his dick, then he positioned himself between your legs.

He leaned down to kiss before grabbing his cock in his hand and teasing your slit. You moaned and he hissed at the new feeling between you two. Johnny kept up his movements, but neither of you could take it anymore.

After a few more seconds of teasing, Johnny slowly pushed himself inside you. You moaned and bit your lip, you needed a minute to adjust to his size. Johnny kissed your neck while he waited for you to get used to his length.

You put your legs around his waist, and whispered a quick 'move'. Johnny happily heeded her command. The two of you had been together for 6 months and this was the first time you were finally intimate with each other; you needed this moment.

Johnny began to move his hips slowly, being careful not to go too fast. He knew you weren't a virgin, but based on your reaction to his dick, you hadn't been with anyone as big as him before.

Your grip around Johnny's waist had become tighter from the new waves of pleasure going through your body. He was trapped between your legs, and he couldn't be happier.

With each thrust, he would kiss you softly, stimulting every part of you. Your arms were around his neck, and your hands were buried in his soft hair. Your moans were becoming louder every second, and Johnny loved hearing you. He was happy to know he was the reason you felt so good.

Johnny angled his hips differently, so that he went deeper in you. You pulled on his hair, and bit your lip. Johnny groaned, and kissed your neck, leaving little marks on your skin.

You moved your hands down to hold on to his broad shoulders. "F-faster, baby." You said breathlessly. Johnny didn't hesitate to listen to your request. He sped up his hips, causing you to cry out his name. Your painted nails dug into his skin, and a deep growl came from him.

At this point, Johnny was finding it hard to control himself, so he moved a little faster, surprising you. Of course, you didn't mind this, you loved it.

Johnny took one of his hands and brought it down to your clit, rubbing it in circles. You screamed when his hips hit your spot dead on, over and over. Every inch of your body was filled with pleasure, and you couldn't contain your noises.

His hips became harsher, but just enough to make you a complete mess underneath him. You were writhing, moaning and scratching at his back. Your walls tightened around his dick, making him know you were close.

Johnny was hell bent on making sure you had the best possible orgasm he could give you. He never let up on your clit and he made sure to hit your spot. "Ah, Johnny, I'm so-aaahh!!!" You moaned as your orgasm hit you like a train.

Your toes curled, your eyes shut and you held him close to you. The waves of pleasure were almost too much for you, you couldn't even make a sound.

Soon after you, Johnny's own orgasm over took him, making him shoot his load into the condom. He pulled out of you, then threw the condom away before collapsing next to you.

The two of you smiled at each other before snuggling into one another. Johnny kissed you then said, "How was it? Good?"

"Mm, better than good, Johnny. That was amazing." You giggled. "Um...can we do it again?"

Johnny's eyes widened. "Yes, yes we definitely can."

[angietherose]

I found a hole in the wall where I could wedge a nail in and hang “To question” in our master bedrooom at the Honeysuckle Homestead (which has plaster walls through out so hanging anything is hard, pun intended). She makes a lovely edition in here and brings a pop of color to mix with our subdued colors and antique furniture 🎨 . • The Molecular Series is a meditation of what occurs inside of our bodies without a second thought and how the micro life forces inside us have their own reality. It focuses solely on my molecular biology and how I react to my experiences and surroundings. . • #artbyangietherose #angietherose #205collaborative #southernartist #womanartist #abstractexpressionism #southernmade #natureinspired #scienceandart #vsco #madeinnc #greensboroartist #ncartist #scienceinthearts #orignalart #southernart #abstractexpressionism #artistsof205collaborative #artisticlife #communityovercompetition #dailybraverypaintings #createmagazine (at Greensboro, North Carolina)

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Clairo

Clairo, a właściwie Claire Cottrill, bo tak naprawdę nazywa się artystka, jest to 23-letnia, amerykańska multiinstrumentalistka, kompozytorka i producentka. W 2018 roku ukazała się jej EPka Diary 001, na której znalazł się viralowy utwór Pretty Girl. W 2019 roku natomiast wydała płytę Immunity, a w 2021 roku płytę Sling. Ponadto artystka zadebiutowała na Coachelli, a później wyruszyła w trasę koncertową, na którą bilety szybko się wyprzedały. Utwór, od którego wszystko się zaczęło to wspomniana wcześniej piosenka Pretty Girl. Clairo w jednym z wywiadów powiedziała:

„Stworzyłam ten teledysk, żeby pomóc sobie w dniu, w którym moje włosy były tłuste, moja skóra była brzydka, nie miałam co na siebie włożyć i nie chciałam wychodzić z łóżka. Zdałem sobie sprawę, że jest w porządku czuć się w ten sposób / mieć tego typu dni.”

Artystka przeszła niezwykłą przemianę w przeciągu dwóch lat między swoim pierwszym a drugim albumie.

Debiutancki album artystki, Immunity, całkowicie podbił Internet i ciężko się temu dziwić. Jej brzmienie łączące w sobie mieszankę bedroom popu i indie znalazło wielu zwolenników i fanów. Od razu było wiadomo, że Clairo to obiecująca młoda artystka, a wielbiciele jej muzyki nie mogli się doczekać kolejnego albumu.

Sling to album, który daje poczucie komfortu oraz ciepła. Powracamy do tych piosenek, nie tylko dlatego, że są one wyjątkowe i świetne, ale również dlatego, że lubimy uczucie towarzyszące nam podczas słuchania każdej z nich. Z albumu tego również bije niesamowity spokój, hipnotyzuje on słuchacza i prowadzi przez wszystkie kompozycje. Album ten łączy się w jedną opowieść, utwory przechodzą jeden w drugi w niezauważalny sposób. Podczas słuchania odkrywamy coraz to nowsze brzmienie. Sling nie jest materiałem na kolejne hity, zapewne nie będzie trendował na social mediach. Jednak to nie oznacza, że album nie jest wyjątkowy, bo jest i to bardzo. Artystka czuła potrzeba stworzenia go. Album został nagrany w górach północnej części stanu Nowy Jork z Jackiem Antonoffem, był dla wokalistki koniecznością. Jak przyznała w wywiadzie dla New York Times: 

„TA PŁYTA ZMIENIŁA DLA MNIE WSZYSTKO, PONIEWAŻ BYŁAM GOTOWA CAŁKOWICIE RZUCIĆ MUZYKĘ”

W Sling Clairo nareszcie postanowiła poruszyć poważne tematy, które wcześniej uważała, że są “zbyt emocjonalne” czy też “zbyt intensywne”, by mówić o nich w piosenkach. Na tym albumie, nie znajdują się już teksty nastolatki, a dojrzałej kobiety.

Sling zapewne nie przypadnie wszystkim do gustu. Brzmieniowo album bardzo różni się od Immunity. Jednak ten album jest bardzo ważny w twórczości Clairo. Myślę, że właściwe osoby z pewnością go docenią.

https://open.spotify.com/track/0KyAGiNGUytG5JLxJu4F6l?si=R7ZPPVwwRQ6zhWffWQqRAg

https://open.spotify.com/album/4kkVGtCqE2NiAKosri9Rnd?si=V5E1EHZbRImpdy6R3W2aPg

https://open.spotify.com/album/32ium7Cxb1Xwp2MLzH2459?si=R2FjL-LQRm6p5n7FXkGkSg

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Wallows

Wallows to amerykański zespół z Los Angeles, w skład którego wchodzą Dylan Minnette, Braeden Lemasters i Cole Preston.

Dylan Minnette – wokal, gitara rytmiczna, instrumenty klawiszowe, gitara basowa

Braeden Lemasters – wokal, gitara prowadząca, gitara basowa

Cole Preston – perkusja, gitara, instrumenty klawiszowe, fortepian, chórki

Zespół zaczął wydawać piosenki w kwietniu 2017 roku, zaczynając od „Pleaser”, który osiągnął drugie miejsce na liście Spotify Global Viral 50.

Zespół ten tworzy w gatunkach takich jak: alternative rock, post-punk, power pop, indie rock oraz bedroom pop.

Członkowie zespołu spotkali się w programie muzycznym w Los Angeles, gdy mieli 12 lat i postanowili założyć własny zespół. Ojcowie Dylana i Braedena byli muzykami, w młodości często puszczali chłopcom klasyki. Ich przyjaźń zaczęła się od wspólnej miłości do zespołów takich jak The Beatles i Led Zeppelin. Cole natomiast uwielbiał Guitar Hero i postanowił nauczyć się grać na perkusji.

Z początku piosenki zespołu były opowiadaniem historii. Później jednak muzycy starli się, żeby to, co piszą pochodziło z ich własnych doświadczeń. Chcieli, aby mogli się z nimi łatwo utożsamiać, były prawdziwe i były dla nich długo aktualne.

Rok temu Wallows wyruszył w swoją pierwszą trasę koncertową online - Virtual World Tour.

Zapytany o wrażenia zespół odpowiedział następująco:

„Fajnie było wreszcie grać jako zespół i znowu zrobić hałas. Robienie wirtualnych koncertów przypomniało nam, jak niesamowite jest występowanie na żywo. Na początku nie potrafiliśmy docenić zabawy, jaka płynie z tych koncertów, a teraz to jedyna rzecz, jaką chcemy robić. Aspekt braku publiczności jest dziwny, ponieważ występy na żywo tak bardzo zależą od reakcji tłumu. Granie bez żywej publiko wydawało się dosyć poważne w odczuciu. Ale nie traktowaliśmy siebie zbyt poważnie, a wygłupianie się między piosenkami nadal wskazuje na to, że to prawdziwe Wallows show haha.”

Piosenka Are You Bored Yet stała się viralem na TikToku i podbijała listy przebojów na całym świecie. Artyści zapytani, czy spodziewali się takiego sukcesu piosenki, odpowiedzieli, że ani trochę. Nie chcieli, aby był to główny singiel, kiedy album został wydany. Jednakże Are You Bored Yet zyskało ogromną popularność, a zespół jest z tego powodu szczęśliwy. Zapewne to dzięki tej piosence wielu fanów postanowiło zagłębić się w twórczość Wallows.

Zespół ma wiele chwytliwych, energicznych piosenek. Są one bardzo przyjemne i wprowadzają w pozytywny nastrój. To, co mi się podoba w tym zespole to właśnie jego energia. Natomiast połączenie alternatywnego rocka z indie również doskonale się spisuje i daje świetny vibe.

https://open.spotify.com/track/57RA3JGafJm5zRtKJiKPIm?si=VmKYymXoRBGKa3cgIsoe-g