#chenford song

[ellickalways]

something about listening to a playlist on shuffle and encountering the most chenford song ever for them rn: If I Didn’t Love You by Ben Abraham

[sgtbradfords]

CHENFORD WEEK 2024 DAY FOUR || Lyrics -> Fix What You Didn't Break

I don't know why Why you saw something in me, baby Girl, but you saw right through All the pain, and you came and saved me

[watmalik]

Tick Tick Boom by The Hives, Chenford’s version.

[mellow-plum]

✨CHENFORD playlist✨ 🎶

[kanerallels]

Ideally I'd be making a playlist for this project, but finding songs that fit "time loop where the person you care about most in the world keeps dying and you don't know how to save him but your roommate keeps suggesting you make out with him" is kind of hard

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[makeoutstopcrime]

i can’t believe the rookie would break up chenford a week before tortured poets department comes out like i’m sorry but that’s a deeply fucked up thing to do to us

[russellshaws]

you asked me why I love you and I said, "I don't know" & I could tell you were disappointed with that answer, so I carried on

[karihighman]

“If I ever lose my way, I know where to run to [because] home isn’t a place, home is you.” ❤️

[silverskull]

Chenford - Pointless

I made another vid and you would not beLIEVVVVe the drama that mp3 caused me. I know youtube links are a pain, but tumblr is just not having it tonight, I'm sorry...

[sgtbradfords]

Chenford + Love Confession ❤️

Lucy pulled the blue cotton sheet higher over her chest, holding the fabric there as she sat upwards on the bed. Suddenly, she felt undoubtedly exposed.

"You're leaving."

A stillness fell over the bedroom, while her thoughts ran freely. The silence was deafening, maddening, and done nothing to help the pounding sensation that was currently happening inside her head.

She found a scoff falling past her lips, an odd mixture of shame and disbelief before she pulled her mouth closed, rolling her tongue along the inside of her cheek.

It seemed as though that was all the man, who stood at the foot of her four-poster bed needed.

Hastily he tucked the grey t-shirt that had once been on her bedroom floor, back into the waistband of his jeans. Normally Lucy would have found herself staring unabashedly, but this time, it was different.

"What else did you expect?"

Last night when he eased her back on the couch, she had drunkenly hoped that something had changed, that he had changed. Even when he had whispered, 'Nothing's changed Luce.' against the curve of her neck.

She had been an idiot for ever letting him through her front door.

Humorlessly she released a laugh, removing her hand away from her chest as the sheet pooled around her waist. She gestured animatedly in front of her, "I expected us to finally talk about it!"

His ministrations faltered, his hands pausing with his black leather belt mid loop. Not once did his stare waver from her own, giving her every bit of the non-answer she needed. They were never going to talk about it, certainly not now anyways.

Lucy turned her head towards the window, ignoring the pain that was spreading like a wildfire inside her chest. She could see that dawn was rapidly approaching outside, the early morning light casting her room in a paleness that matched the mood inside the room.

"You lost the right to show up here and fuck me when you broke up with me, Tim."

Had her stare been turned towards the man in question, she would have seen him flinch.

"That's not-"

"Then what was it?" Bitterly she laughed with the turn of her head. "What was last night? This morning? A drunken mistake? A lapse in judgement? Why did you even come here?"

Silently she pleaded for the tears that were welling in her eyes to hold off for just a minute longer.

Tim done nothing more than gape at her, his mouth wordlessly opening and closing as her words rendering him speechless, tilting his world a little further off its axis.

"Did you mean it?" Her voice was low, roughened with traces of sleep and the weight of holding back a dam of emotions from cascading over the top.

Her question brought him out of his stupor.

He tried hiding the shift of weight from one foot to the other. He tried hardening, schooling his features into one that hid his emotions. He tried containing the clenching of his jaw and the flexing of his hands.

He may have tried, but he undoubtedly failed.

"Mean what?"

"What you told me last night."

She blinked once, a rogue tear sliding down the slope of her cheek but she never made the motion to swipe it away.

The look Tim had been projecting, fell away within the blink of an eye. It was once again every bit of an answer, but she needed to hear him say it again.

"Of course I do, Lucy." His voice was as soft as the look he was giving her, soft yet firm. Almost as though he would vehemently deny ever being told otherwise. "I'll always love you."

"But?" She whispered, bringing her knees up to her chest as he moved around to what had long since been her side of the bed.

Lucy knew what he was about to do when he bent at the knee, the fingers of his left hand becoming entangled in her coffee colored strands. She could have stopped him, should have stopped him. But she couldn't find it in herself to.

His lips pressed against her forehead softly, lingering for a second. Two. Five before he pulled away to look at her in earnest. His thumb swiped across her cheek as he tenderly told her to, "Get some rest."

The tears began to fall more freely as he walked out of the room, but her sobs only start after hearing the soft click that came from the front door.

Lucy thought she knew heartbreak but this... this was worse than any stab wound or gun shot. This was something that permeated itself deep into her heart, her soul, her mind, and the only cure had readily sealed their fate.

Read part 2, here!

[watmalik]

Lucy Happy Birthday. Love, Tim Kojo 🐾

[tim-lucy]

spotify wrapped meme: 11, 18, 22, or 51 + chenford (requested by @burningblake) ↳ 8 Letters by Why Don’t We?

[firstdegreefangirl]

The stars that fell for you left holes in my roof (x)

[leslieseveride]

⚠️‼️ WARNING ‼️⚠️: DO NOT LISTEN TO TAYLOR'S COVER OF "CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU" IN THESE TRYING TIMES OF CHENFORD ANGST. IT'LL FUCK YOU UP.

[chenfordxquake]

Can’t Make You Happier Now - Heatwaves

Post season 6 Chenford fic: chapter 1/?

— you can’t fight it, you can’t breathe

fic is inspired by the song heatwaves by glass animals and uses lyrics from the song throughout the fic.

Summary:

There is this massive heatwave going through Los Angeles. Which lead to Lucy not being able to sleep through the heat. And as she is laying in her bed on those sleepless nights, her mind drifts back to the person she can't get out of her head and just can't stop loving. Her mind keeps on circling back to him and how much she actually misses him. And on one of those unbearable hot nights, she can't take it anymore and just does something. Under the pretence of not having an AC, of course.

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