#finneas would be here and billie would be too but they were more of a 2021 obsession and i still love them both

[r3leee]

OKAY FINE YOU HORNY SLUTS

you get smut 😒😒 this is the last time i'm installing on this tho

pairing: dom!billie eilish x sub!fem!reader

summary: part 2 to this fic, which is based off this ramble (idk why this is such a rabbit hole omfg)

warnings: RPF!! don’t like, don’t read, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT bear with me 😭🙏🏻, hickeys, oral, overstimulation, i guess a little bit of cum play??, pet names (mama, ma, sweet girl, baby), strap + strap sucking, aftercare (all r receiving)

word count: 1,757, should take about thirteen and a half minutes to read

listen to: needy by ariana grande

finneas walked back to his room without a second glance. and as soon as the door shut, your girlfriend took the blanket off you. "come here. we're good now."

IT TOOK ONLY a matter of seconds for her to pounce on you. you'd only ever seen her like this a few times before. but every time it happened, you would try your best to ravish the feeling. because when billie was like this, you were getting treated right until you were ruined.

your back lay flush against the fluffy hotel pillows while your girlfriend grabbed your face and kissed you. rough. hard. almost with a force that knocked the wind out of you. oh ya, you were getting fucked.

she didn't stay near your face for long. but instead of reaching for your neck like she usually did, she instead reached for the top of your dress. since it was strapless, she was going to have a relatively easy time getting it off. "arms up."

you commanded to her words, putting your hands up as she pulled the shiny dress over your skin. what she found excited her even more. "no bra? oh, baby, you know what you're doing." the nickname. baby. it rolled off her tongue so well, so sultrly. it gave you goosebumps.

"and your nipples are hard?" accentuating her words, she wrapped her hands around your chest and rubbed the buds over her thumbs. not with any pressure, though. just so you could feel it there. "this is evidence, sweet girl. you found that hot and you know it."

suddenly, you felt a sharp pinch on your right nipple. it made you gasp. she just smirked and leaned down, quickly using her tongue to soothe the pain. you threw your head back as she started to rub your left nipple like previously.

after a while, when she was satisfied, she pulled away and switched nipples. it was like a game to her to see how much you could take. she, at some point, started to suck so hard you swore it would leave marks.

one she felt she had enough, she took her mouth off you. she stuck her tongue out, running a line down your cleavage. she went slowly, her tongue trailing down your body feeling like fire. her tongue quickly dipped in the trench of your belly button before reaching just above your clit.

right as she reached your pussy, she looked up at you. there were no words exchanged, but you could tell what she was asking you. if this was okay. that’s the thing you loved about your girlfriend. no matter how desperate she was, if you told her to stop, she would. but, as you nodded, her soft gaze got thrown away.

today wasn’t a teasing day. hell, barely even a prep day. almost immediately, she was on you like a prisoner eating their final meal.

billie left no mercy as she ate you out. her tongue took on different patterns, too spontaneous with her movement to care.

she seemed to do something new every few seconds. it transitioned from licking up and down your folds to sucking your clit to sliding her tongue down and into your entrance in such a way it made tears form in the corner of your eyes.

you whined and pulled her hair, making her chuckle into you. the action made you seem to fall even harder, the vibrations easing just the right ache.

billie was relentless. it was often she got engulfed in your pussy, not wanting to stop pleasing you until you were begging her not to. but this was different. it was feral the way she was licking up your arousal that was spilling onto her tongue. it was almost like she wanted to completely clean you out, not wanting a single part of you untouched.

once you’d finally announced you were close with a high pitched moan, she didn’t even seem as if she heard you. she just kept up, sucking your sensitive bud and rolling her tongue around it.

when you did cum, it was fuzzy. it felt like laying on a cloud. well, only for a bit. until you realized billie was nowhere near done with you, licking up her reward.

“ billie, bills! oh my god, bills, i came, i came!” your voice was high pitched as you squirmed, trying to get out of her iron clad grip on your thighs.

for whatever reason, which you didn’t expect, she released, making a little “pop!” as if she was just sucking on a lollipop. to her, it was candy either way.

she quickly wiped her mouth with her sleeve before taking her pointer finger and sticking it back inside. you jolted, but she quickly took it out before you could whine again.

it was jarring the way she licked your release off her finger. but it was hot. it made you feel warm all over again, wanting her to devour you again and again and again.

billie crawled back up to kiss you lips. you could taste yourself on her tongue, making you reel. she pulled away quickly, a string of saliva connecting you. “i’m gonna get the strap,” she mumbled frantically.

you nodded, not at all complaining. you laid on your back, eagerly waiting as your girlfriend hopped off the bed and toward her suitcase. of course she brought the strap to a different country. of course she did.

you watched with hungry eyes as she undid the buckle on her belt, shimming her pants down to harness the fake dick around her waist.

as she walked back to the bed, she stopped right at the foot of it. you tilted your head in confusion. “come here, mama, suck on it.”

you obeyed to her request, hopping off the bed and settling on your knees on the floor. you didn’t immediately take the whole thing in at once, instead just going for the tip.

you hollowed your cheeks as if billie could feel the thing (which she always swore she could.) “mhm, just like that, baby, just like that.” she gently pushed your head forward, seeing just how far you could take the indigo dildo.

once she’d decided you’d had enough, she commanded you off. immediately, you got on your back, easing into the pillows.

billie crawled on the bed to get into position. she cupped your face, giving you one more kiss, before grabbing the strap. she ran the tip of the dildo up and down your folds, collecting your slick. “you ready for it, ma?” she asked as she lined it up with your entrance.

“yes.” she didn’t need to be told twice. immediately, she sunk into your pussy, bottoming out. although you had a few different dildos that you two used, this one was the one you used the most. so, it was no surprise how your pussy immediately engulfed the silicone, almost like it for perfectly.

you groaned and threw your head back as billie drew tight circles on your clit with her finger. “just tell me when i can move,” she spoke in a tone so soft it almost wasn’t like she didn’t just put 7 inches of silicone inside you.

after a while, you nodded.

billie didn’t need to be told twice.

her thrusts started off gentle and calm, moving her hips to only take an inch out and put it back into your waiting hole. the slow speed of these thrusts made it so you could feel everything: the gentle touch of billie’s thighs against yours, the dildo pressing so nicely on your walls.

you were content with this. but, billie wasn’t. at some point, it seemed she got bored, as she strung on of your legs over her shoulder and went faster.

the new angle made her be able to penetrate that spot all the way in the back that made you see stars. and with the speed and hardness she was going, the pleasure only multiplied.

“oh, fuck, billie, yaaa, right there,” you encouraged her. she only laughed and nodded in response.

it didn’t take long for the sound of skin slapping on skin to take over the room. well, if you could even hear that over your moans. billie was fucking you with a rawness she hadn’t shown in a while.

you swore you could feel the strap kissing your cervix with every thrust, making you unable to stop letting out sounds. little “uh, uh, uh, uh”s filled the room every time she thrust.

but, who could blame you? the strap was so deep you swore if you looked down, you could see it peeking through your stomach. but you couldn’t even lift your head. the pleasure was too good.

your tits bounced as billie pounded into you, causing her to reach down and take your nipples between her fingers. “oh, you like this?” she teased you. “ya, you like me fucking you like this? like you deserve? ya, i know, i know, it just feels so good…”

the feeling of your hard nipples being played with combined with the damage your girlfriend was doing to your pussy was starting to make you feel overwhelmed. like you were about to fall off the edge.

“ billie, shit, i-i’m close,” you said out. “can i cum? please, can i cum, please please please…” that made her smile.

“you don’t gotta beg me, baby. just let go.”

and let go you did. you slapped a hand over your mouth as your back arched off the bed. white hot was all you could see as billie slowed down, letting you ride out your high.

once you were done and could feel the seepage dripping out of you, you took your hand off your mouth, heavily breathing.

billie leaned down to kiss your lips. she smiled into it before pulling away. “you doing okay?” she asked. you nodded. “i’m gonna pull out now, okay?”

in a few seconds, the strap was out of you, leaving you clenching around nothing. she quickly undid the harness and threw it somewhere across the room for her to wash later.

she pulled you into your arms and kissed your head, rubbing your back. “you did so good for me, sweet girl. thank you for letting me do that.”

you hid your face into her neck and spoke. “of course, bills.”

she grinned and kissed your forehead. “okay, you go pee, then i’ll run you a shower, ya?” she proposed. you nodded and went to crawl off the bed.

“hey!” she called out one more time. you turned your head back to look at her.

“i love you.” you beamed.

“i love you, too.”

[channelrat]

tagged by @heyitsphoenixx to list nine albums i loved this year

added fever ep but will said he wants an album by july so i’ll update u on that later but dan wants a single by feb and chrissy wants another ep by april so IDK

tagging, no pressure

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[chrissv4mp]

★ OLD FARM, NEW FACES

INTRODUCTION reading now...

WARNINGS: none!

NOTES: so.... just got reminded that billie can ride horses & who doesn't love a cowgirl au? finneas is also starring in some chapters :)

SUMMARY: After a long year of struggle, your parents decide to move back to the place you spent most of your childhood years: the old farm that they never had the heart to get rid of. However, after leaving a decade ago, they hired some help who you were never aware of until your arrival.

WORDS: 1,263

NAVIGATION ; SERIES MASTERLIST

COWGIRL!BILLIE EILISH × F!READER

"You guys are doing this just to spite me!" You'd yelled at them, specifically your father who was the one who always pushed you. Your eyes were teary, like you would break if they said anything else. It was already bad enough that you had to move. It'd only be worse if they tried to say something in their defense.

Your mom only sighed, frowning in sympathy, "Honey, you know we don't want to leave either. We'd stay if we could, but... it's just too expensive living here anymore, and your father got a great job back in Redrock."

Your eyes widened in disbelief, huffing in exasperation as your eyes moved to your father for any kind of backup. None, just a firm nod from him, "You're not serious, Mom. We're really going back to that shitty tow—?"

Your father was quick to jump in, his eyes wide and his finger wagging at you in disapproval, "Don't speak to your mother like that, Y/N! You are one of the reasons we're even leaving in the first place." What?

His words hit you like a bullet. Your whole body frozen in shock as you exhale quietly, the tears in your eyes threatening to fall right then and there, "Dad—I—What?" He wasn't serious. He wasn't serious, right? It was just something he said in his fit of—

"Don't act like that, Y/N. Your grades have been dropping rapidly and you're always so caught up with your friends and that fucking phone of yours," He says sternly, his voice more calm than previously, "Pack your things, we're leaving at 6 for the airport."

'WELCOME TO REDROCK RIDGE' A street sign read, one of many that you had to pass by on this more than miserable car ride to the old farm you used to call home. (When you were quite literally 7.)

Music blasted from your earbuds into your ears, drowning out any sounds of rocks hitting the exterior of the car and, more importantly, your parents' voices. They were the last people you wanted to talk to right now, or better, even look towards at all.

A gentle song played into your ears, soothing your nerves temporarily as you tapped your thigh in rhythm with the beat of the song, the guitar playing quietly in the back sounding almost euphoric.

A few long strums of the instrument brought the song to an end, and when the silence enveloped you, your mother spoke, breaking your peace and the only escape for your time here, "We're here, hon," She gives you a half-assed smile in an attempt to get you to talk, but all you do is nod, unbuckling your seatbelt and swinging your door open.

"I'll get your bags, go inside the house." Your father spoke as he rounded the car to stand in front of you. He stared down at you expectantly, but you only gave him a raise of your eyebrows, huffing before you moved past him and stomped towards the house.

Your mom yelled something inaudible to you as you opened the door, scoffing at the knowledge that it wasn't locked after all those years. You expected the house to be in shambles the whole ride here, but now, as you look around, it's quite clean and seems to be running perfectly.

It smells of fresh flowers, a clear contrast to the awful smell of manure just outside the front door. You don't understand how your 7-year-old self liked being around the horses. It probably smelt worse in the barn after all these years.

Nobody was even around to take care of the place, and it hit you hard knowing that the animals hadn't been fed in forever. You thought your parents would've cared enough about the place and animals to hire some help, but, you guess not. What were you expecting?

You find yourself taking your earbuds out, stuffing them in the back pocket of your jeans as you walk up the old staircase. It wasn't dusty, not even a spec in sight as you run your fingertips along the railing. What the fuck?

Brushing the weird feeling off, you walk down the hall, finding yourself standing right in front of your childhood room. You chuckle softly at the piece of paper taped to the door, "NO BOYS!! (except dad)"

It seemed as if your room was the only one left untouched, your door being the only one shut on the upper level of the old house. Your hand shakes in the slightest as you turn the doorknob, pushing forward and watching as your past is revealed once again.

Your lips curve into a smile as you notice the stick toy horse lying against your bed, remembering the times you and your father used to have imaginary horse races. You were closer with him then, what ever went wrong?

Your fingers slip off the door frame as you enter the room, eyes moving all around the small space as you approach your bed. You take a seat on the edge, feeling the mattress dip underneath your hands as you lean back.

Memories flood into your mind as you look around, noticing even the smallest things like the name of a boy just behind your desk. You smile again, giggling quietly.

"Y/N!" Your mothers voice breaks you out of your short trip down memory lane, your head turning in the direction of your bedroom door, "Come down here!"

How were you already in trouble? You just got here. God, they always had to pick at any little thing you did. You sigh, standing up and taking one final glance before you walk out, shutting the door behind you softly.

Grabbing your phone, you unlock it, noticing that you had no bars. Seriously? As you swipe on your phone, trying some apps, you descend down the stairs, "Hey, what's with the—"

You cut yourself off, almost dropping your phone as you look up from the screen. What. The. Fuck.

There stood a (rather short) black-haired girl, a cowboy—cowgirl, in this scenario—hat sat atop of her head, her hair in a messy ponytail. She wore a black wife-beater and baggy light blue jeans, a red flannel thrown over her shoulder. Her arms were muscular, like she'd been working. A lot. Oh my God.

"Hey there, pretty," She spoke, flashing you a gorgeous smile as she tipped her hat. Her chest rose and fell with each breath she took, a thin layer of sweat coating her beautiful face, "I'm Billie. Ts' nice to meet'cha,"

You only stood there and gawked, eliciting a sift chuckle from Billie. She placed her hat back on her head, snapping you out of your trance as you stepped down the last of the stairs, "Hey—Hi, I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you as well, Billie."

Her name rolled off your tongue perfectly, almost like it was meant to be spoken by your pretty lips. Your mother and father stood on the right side of the girl, exchanging forced smiles.

"Pretty name," The cowgirl commented, winking at you as she offered you a hand. You took it nervously, feeling the callouses on her fingertips as she tugged you closer playfully, "Can't wait to have some company on the farm. You seem interesting."

"You—You do, too," You mutter, your face feeling hotter than usual as you stare into her beautiful blue eyes, smiling softly. She was prettier than anyone you'd ever seen.

"The barn, 6AM, Y/N. I'll see you soon,"

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[pinkslipxox]

Seven Minutes in Heaven:

Summary: At a party you’re dared to go inside a closet with Billie where she confesses her feelings for you

Warnings: fluff 🙃

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Lively chatter and laughter echoed throughout the house as you stepped inside. People greeted you with smiles and friendly embraces. Yet your eyes were searching for your best friend, Billie, who had said that she was attending tonight’s party.

“Y/N!” the familiar sound of Odessa’s voice caught your attention. She gestured for you to come over. As you stepped closer, you could see that she was not alone. Sat on the couch with her were Claudia, Finneas, Zoe, and Billie.

“Hey, guys!” you greeted them.

“Here, Y/N. Take my spot,” Finneas said as he moved up to sit at the arm of the couch. With a smirk, Billie patted the now open space next to her, and you sat down.

“Hey, you. Glad you could make it,” Billie murmured softly as she wrapped your arm around your shoulder, giving you a one-armed hug.

“Thanks. I am, too,” you said with a smile.

It was actually Billie who had invited you to the party. While it wasn’t in your plans to go out tonight, you decided to go. It was also saw excuse for you to see her and spend time with her.

In a perfect world, Billie wouldn’t just be your best friend. You saw her more than just that. But never in a million years would you ever say it to her face. She’s Billie motherfucking Eilish. She’s already sought after by so many, more beautiful and attractive and interesting than you… why would she pursue you in the first place?

“How about we play Truth or Dare?” a partygoer slurs, whom you were unfamiliar with, and everyone either nodded or verbally voiced their opinion. A few other people who were nearby joined in, forming a small group around the couch.

“Alright.” Billie rubbed her hands together, her eyes glowing with a mixture of excitement and mischief. “Who wants to go first?”

The first few truths or dare consisted of Finneas drinking liquor out of someone’s boot, a guy and girl kissing, Zoe reading a salacious text message she sent thirty minutes ago, and Odessa revealing who she would kill, kiss and marry from the group.

“Y/N, truth or dare?” Finneas asked with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

“Dare,” you replied, surprising both yourself and the group.

Finneas smirked. “I dare you to go inside the closet with Billie for seven minutes.”

“What?” you gasped, feeling the color drain from your face. You swore that you were hearing things. At first you thought that Finneas was joking, but his smug expression said otherwise.

“Finneas!” Billie and Claudia exclaimed in perfect unison.

“It’s not funny,” Billie chided, slapping her brother’s arm.

“It’s just a dare, chill,” he defended between laughs. He then looked at his sister. “Unless you’re scared.”

“I’m not scared,” she snapped. If looks could kill, Finneas would be lying dead on the floor by now. She then stood up and looked at you, her eyes looking directly at yours with an intensity that almost left you without air.

Slowly, you nodded and stood up. A chorus of laughs and jeers from the group filled the air as the both of you made your way to the closet. Your heart was beating out of your chest. The door closed shut with a soft click of the lock. Billie was staring at you, biting her lip, and she took a cautious step forward.

“Billie, wait…” you began but Billie gently shushed you.

“Calm down, Y/N,” Billie murmured, her hands firmly on her shoulders. “I’m not going to do anything if you don’t want me to. In a way, Im glad this happened. I need to talk to you about something.”

“Alright,” you said softly. She then outstretched her hands, her ocean blue eyes silently pleading for you to take them, and you did. They were warm and comforting, and it made your heart flutter.

Billie took a deep breath before speaking. “I’ve had my eye on you for a while now, Y/N. And… I know you’ve had your eye on me, too.” She stood a bit straighter, keeping her composure yet the nerves were still evident in her eyes. “If you let me, Id love to take you out sometime. But that’s only if you want to.”

You were so stunned you couldn’t speak. In all your years of friendship, you had never seen Billie so vulnerable until now. Her confession made your heart swell and relief washed over you knowing that the feeling was mutual between you and Billie.

“Say something, Y/N, you’re making me nervous,” Billie chuckles awkwardly and you smile at her.

“I’d love to, Billie,” you said happily, making Billie visibly relax. Ever so gently, she pulled you into her, her hands on either side of your waist. “Why didn’t you ever say anything before?”

She chuckled softly. “I was scared. And everytime I tried to flirt with you in the past, you took it as a joke. So I stopped. I always thought you just saw me as a friend.”

“Oh, Billie…” you murmured, wrapping your arms around her neck.

“One minute, guys!” Odessa yelled from the other side of the door, causing the both of you to laugh.

“Only one minute left… what to do?” Billie mused, her tone playful, brushing her nose against yours.

You smirked. “I can think of something.”

“Oh, yeah?” Billie’s smirk mirrored yours as you slowly leaned in and closed the small gap between the two of you.

The kiss was soft and tender, speaking all the words of your newfound love for each other in a single gesture. Billie deepened the kiss as she held you tighter, her warm tongue brushing over your lip, and you parted your lips ever so slightly. But she didn’t dive into the opportunity, instead she trailed kisses along your jawline, and you moaned softly. Your eyes fluttered closed as she went down your neck, your collarbone, her hand delicately kneading your ass—

“Time’s up!” Finneas’ voice pierced through the blissful moment, making the two of your jump. Yet the two of your laughed, gently pressing your foreheads together.

Billie rolled her eyes playfully. “That jerk.”

“That went faster than I thought,” you said with a giggle, and Billie chuckled as she pulled away from you slightly. She kissed your forehead, letting her lips linger there for a moment before steaming another quick kiss from you.

“We’ll finish this later, baby,” she promised with a wink, and you couldn’t help but blush.

[meliciousmel13]

: ̗̀➛ lotus eater

did you figure it out?? : ̗̀➛ who's the mystery now?

based on this song by FINNEAS, since the new album came out and i love it!!

warnings: fluff, smut, eating out (r receiving).

wc: 2,534 - kinda long but let me cook

SYNOPSIS: you hate her. don't you? it's just a coincidence isn't it?? madison was being nice for some reason.

taglist: @guysimgay164, @madisonbeerssecretwife @bandanamatt

an: :)) for the people who voted for madison smut in my poll since i think you guys are a little deprived. if your looking forward to the billie one it's in the makes! this was in my drafts since before the poll.

you and madison were enemy’s. everyone knew. nobody wanted to get involved and nobody wanted to touch you. why? because the last boy you had the fortune to talk to (who was nice), went missing. or, was avoiding you for a reason you didn’t know.

you knew nothing about her. all you knew was that she was a kind and sweet girl. you saw her interviews. you didn’t want to. but the fact that her music was kind of good and she was kind of pretty. led you to watching one of her interviews. you didn’t want to admit it but she was kind of funny.

you were at an award show now and you found your seat just to be greeted with the woman you wanted to avoid. you were wondering if they sat you in the same table because they didn’t know? maybe they forgot?

you sat down, vexed. she glanced at you and continued talking with someone you didn’t know. you wanted to ask to change seats but you knew that the people who were actually in charge of the seating chart wanted you guys to either fight, or pretend to like each other.

you wanted to do none. you didn’t want to pretend. you didn’t even want to talk to the brunette. knowing that if you did, her snarky attitude would somehow come across as nice to some 47 year old asshole sitting behind a screen.

you cross your arms and lay back on the soft seat, looking around the venue until she spoke, “what are you doing here?” she asked, condescendingly, turning to you while her friend went off.

“this is my seat.” you answer. you didn’t want to talk to her. you thought if you paid her no mind then she wouldn’t talk to you. but no. she always had too much to say. couldn’t keep her mouth shut.

“oh.. are you sure? did you double check?” she asked, again. you double checked. triple checked, quadruple checked. of course you did. why the hell would you wanna sit next to her?

“yes, i checked.” you scoffed.

“you don’t have to be so negative. this is good right?” you wanted to punch her.

no. it’s not good. “i guess.” you muttered, going back on yourself and actually talking to her.

the award show went great. besides the soft murmurs of an angry night. madison was commentating everything, saying the obvious and talking to you the whole night. you wanted to go home. get rid of her obnoxiously sweet voice in your ear and maybe eat a tub of ice cream.

but you didn’t get to enjoy the luxury which was your own bed because you had to go to the after party. your manager had everything ready. the short dress and—you were so tired. not physically. but because of the fact that someone was talking your ears off.

madison decided to stay in the same car as you. you didn’t even get to stare outside the window with some much needed alone time. she took your headphones off and wanted you to really listen to whatever she was saying.

you tilt your head back on the soft cushion of the chair and took deep breaths. the more she spoke the more your headache grew.

you open the door to the outside frantically, almost begging to feel the cold air on your skin. you did. but the flashing lights that invited you weren’t welcoming. home home home.

she took your hand and you wanted to pull away. the sight of cameras stopped you. but also because her hands were soft. if they belonged to another you would’ve been thrilled.

you walk through the large doors of the establishment and you finally pulled away as the security guards prevented photographers from entering and everyone else.

“why the fuck did you do that?” you asked angrily.

“what did i do?” she asked. and your frustration was through the roof. the squinting was making your headache worse and the bright lights too.

you groaned, loudly, she was so frustrating that if you spoke another word you might actually explode. she giggled. she fucking giggled. you were mad and she was laughing.

“are you seriously laughing?” you questioned, and she shook her head.

“s’ nothing,” she rolled her eyes,“we should head in now we might be late.” she said.

“who the hell is we?—” she took your wrist and dragged you inside.

you’ve never regretted your life choices more. this was way worse then the award show. here they had flashing bright colors and loud charlie xcx songs blasting through the speakers. madison pulled you to the drinks bar and you’ve grown tired of her dragging you around. but you continue to let her.

“uh, two cherry colas—” she said and you looked at her with a bewildered expression. a nonalcoholic drink. a nonalcoholic drink.

“no.” you interrupted.

“but—”

“no.” you crossed your arms, “i’ll have a Sex on the Beach. she can have a cherry coke.” you said to bartender and he nodded, getting ready to make your drinks.

“for the contrary, cherry colas are really good,” she said, and you nodded, rubbing your temples., “headache?” she asked. you nodded. “why would you drink alcohol then.” she rolled her eyes again and called the bartender. telling him to cancel your drink and opting to getting you water.

“here.” she breathed out, helping you sip out the glass cup until it was empty.

“why’re you being so nice to me?”

her expression changed. mouth slightly agape and it made you even more curious. the once cruel woman was suddenly helping you with your ever growing headache that she started. her eyes dart across the room to look at anything but you. avoiding your question.

she mumbled something you couldn’t hear, so you bring your face closer to hear her better but she groaned, “you always fucking do that—” she grabbed your wrist till her knuckles were white and led you to a janitors closet near the exit of the party.

“do what?—” you were cut off by her kissing you.

oh

oh, that’s what she meant. she tilted her head to kiss you better and you didn’t know what to do. you were confused. not knowing where to put your hands so you place them on her shoulders. her lips were soft. and she smelt like angles and fairy dust.

you wanted to let out a word, you wanted to push her away you wanted and wanted but you never did anything. you let her kiss down your neck and up your jaw you let her. she griped your hips tightly and traced the hem of your dress.

“madison—” you pull her head away from your neck by softly tugging her hair, and she groaned. as if being separated from you was equivalent to having her lollipop taken from her hands. was she crying? because you swore you saw tears in her eyes when you pulled her away.

her lip gloss was smudged on your neck and her mascara was ruined, some of it probably on your neck too, she was undoubtedly messy. “what?” she asked.

“talk to me.”

“are you stupid?” she said, and you flinched, “do you still not know why i pulled you in here? i mean— I’ve never seen someone as stupid as you.” you stayed silent, she pulled her hands away from your hips and you almost missed them. she sighed and paced around the small room.

“i like you.” then everything made sense. like the flood of questions in your mind were answered with three words. the reason no one approached you was because everyone knew she liked you? is that why you were sat next to each other? the reason the boy stopped talking to you was because she told him off?

“do you know how obvious i made it for you? like— i might as well be screaming i love you at this point—” she wanted you. she really really wanted you.

you initiated the kiss this time. you didn’t have to say it back she knew. you wanted her too.

the kiss quickly grew heated, the loud sighs and whimpers—mostly from you, because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut, “madison.” you breathe out, knees going weak and without the support of her hands under your thighs you would’ve collapsed on the dirty floor.

“yeah?” her eyes darkened, the filthy noises—just saying her name that way was driving her insane.

“do something.” you said. the uncomfortable wetness in your underwear was growing the longer she looked at you that way, like she wanted to devour you whole.

she parted your legs and put her knee between them, removing her hands from your thighs and actually letting you sit on it. you quickly regained your composure and actually used your legs to stand.

“can i take this off?” she toyed with the hem of your dress. you didn’t know why she was asking.

“yes.” you answered, and she pulled the dress up above your hips—now crumpled on you waist. she looked at your underwear then your eyes, asking for conformation. you nod. and she pulled the black lacy underwear to the side.

you wore it for yourself, no one in peculiar but you don’t regret it because she griped the underwear so tightly you were scared it was going to rip. you tried helping her pull it down your legs but she refused. you looked too pretty. depending on her knee to stay up and mouth agape. so. fuckin’. pretty.

“ma—” you yelped when she removed her knee, quickly holding you up—she didn’t want her pretty girl to fall now. her pretty girl. you were hers.

she brushed her thumb on your clit and you bite your lip, one of her hands were on your hips holding you up and the other was dragging up and down on your heat, “you’re so wet.” she mumbled into your neck while sucking hickies onto it. your cheeks flush and your skin was sweaty because you were nervous but also because it was hot in here. you were wet. and she didn’t even do anything yet.

“tell me your mine.” she pulled away from your neck and rubbed harshly on your clit. you grip her shoulders tightly.

“m’ yours.” you whine when she legs go of her hand on your hips, you almost fall, but grab a hold of her leather jacket in time. desperately trying to wrap your legs around her waist but she doesn’t even help you, she just holds your chin and tilts it upwards.

“i can’t hear you.” her thumb on your clit slows down and you groan, the long acrylic nails were scratching on your jaw.

“i’m yours!” you half-scream, surprised no one barged in the room yet.

madison smiled, “that’s right baby.” she rasped out, and you had to hold back a moan at the name, “why’re you holding back?”

“because someone might come in.” you sigh and she bites her lower lip.

“you shouldn’t care about them, kay?” she sank to her knees, and you almost came, because she looked so good looking up at you, “can’ moan all you want baby.” oh god. she lifted your thigh on her shoulder and you arch your back.

she hummed while running her tongue up your pussy, her knees probably dying. she held your whole body up and you were curious how strong she actually was.

you moan, and she looked up at you, so focused on your taste she forgot to focus on you. “look at me.” she kissed and nipped at your thighs. you do, for a while but you gasp and cover your face once she brings your clit to her lips, “look at me, please.” she half begged.

you let out a small ‘mhph’ and pull your hand from your face, nothing was covering the pornographic look on your face now. you were panting, brows furrowed and a small drop of sweat rolling down your face. you tilted your head to see her better.

“fuck.” she moaned. you run your hands through her hair, gripping once she sucked harshly on your clit—ruining the hair that probably took over 4 people to do, she let you. and you’ve never had that much power before. you could ruin her if you wanted. and she would let you. because she loved you.

she desperately wanted to plunge her fingers deep inside you but her annoyingly long nails restricted her from doing so. they were cute and all, but her knees were killing her. she ignored the pain though, she’d do anything for you.

madison couldn’t breathe. all she could feel, smell and taste was you. she didn’t care though, if she could die between your thighs then she’d die happy. her cheeks were squeezed between them and you’ve never seen something so beautiful.

she tapped your thigh lightly and you part your legs, not wanting to to cut off her breathing. you whimper and buck your hips to her mouth when she entered her tongue in you. she held your hips and you scratched at her scalp.

“m’ gonna cum.” you whimper, your entire upper body was a mess. hickies on the side of your neck and collar bones, some ever scattered above your breasts. even your lip stick was stained and out of place.

“yeah? gonna cum f’ me?” she asked, digging crescent moons into your thighs from how she was gripping it. she raspy voice sent vibrations up your pussy, and you pushed her face even closer, she didn’t stop you though, she enjoyed it.

madison pushed down your lower stomach and dug her tongue even deeper, “oh— fuck, madison.” you moan, feeling madison hum, and that pushed you over the edge. squirting all over her face. she licked up every drop. feeling over simulated, you push her away from her head, “can’t.” you breathe out.

“good?” she said, you nodded and madison stood up stumbling, “are your knees okay?” you asked, concerned.

“yeah i’m fine,” she fixed her hair, smoothing it back and fixing her clothes, “come here.” she took your hips and pulled you closer, helping put your panties back in place and your dress down your thighs.

“thank you.” you mumble, while she wiped the smudged lipstick across your mouth and the lip gloss from your neck, “madison.” you laugh, seeing her lower face completely covered in arousal.

“what?” she asked innocently, like she didn’t just give you the best orgasm of your life.

“your face.”

“what about it?” she licked her lips. messy eater.

after you both cleaned up, you came out of the janitors closet, getting weird looks from most people but you drag her outside and tell your driver to take you home. this time, with her.

“so,” she dug her hands into her jacket pockets, “what are we now?” she asked, hopeful.

you hum, pretending to think about it, madison groans, and you laugh, “i’m kidding! your my girlfriend right?” you ask, hopeful.

“yeah, your my girlfriend.”

[thedaregf]

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 (𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐)

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : billie eilish x fem!reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : Claire is best friends with billie eilish but what happens when she finds out she has a song written about their complicated relationship

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : alcohol

PART 1 HERE

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“Obviously it is…” she then rambled on about everything until she got shut up with a kiss…

Claire pulled away instantly… shocked. She wasn’t expecting the girl to kiss her. Not that she didn’t want to kiss Billie. She wanted to talk. She wanted to understand the other girl's point of view. 

“I shouldn’t have done that” Claire was stunned with tears in her eyes. She felt a sense of guilt and worry. . “I…” speechless was all she felt. 

“Let’s just speak” with that Billie pulled Claire outside into her garden. People were dotted around smoking, drinking or just chatting near the pool.

The girls sat down together under a tree. A decorated blossom tree that the girls used to sit under all the time and write together. It held special memories for the both of them. To others it was just a blossom tree that stood in the corner of her garden. The garden was lit up with fairy lights scattered around to create a homely feel.

“Talk to me” 

Claire was pretty straight forward when it came to confrontation. She knew it could be positive or negative but preferred to talk to others about how each of them feel rather than pushing them away and never solving whatever was happening. Years ago Claire used to push away anyone that became close to her; she never spoke to anyone about how she felt and thought it was easier to not mention it than speak. It was a way of protecting herself from many previous friendships or relationships that had negative impacts on anyone she tried to speak to before either shut her down or not listen to her at all. Billie opened up to her one day about something that was going on in her life. It made her realize that talking is better than ignoring everything with the right people. She was grateful for it, it taught her to keep in touch with people more and that it made everything feel more relaxing and mature.

The girl sighed before speaking…“Lunch is about you. I’ve liked you for ages. I wanted to tell you straight up but I was already writing the lyrics to lunch as a way to express my feelings in my diary but I tried to push everything down and away thinking that it was silly and that it would ruin our friendship. I mean my family already loves you, and I don’t want anything to change between us. The song was me expressing my feelings of what went on between us that one night. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Finneas said he could tell I liked you after that night. He knew everything by just watching the way we interacted”

“I understand where you’re coming from but you could have just told me”

 Claire leaned close to Billie’s face making intense eye contact while flicking her eyes down to her lips. “I like you too Bil” The two girls kissed, both giggling in between. 

“Hor-fucking-ay” they snapped their heads toward the boy stood across the garden who was walking towards them. 

“It was about time this happened” Finneas sat down next to them, jokingly ruining the moment. He joined them both sat under the tree. “I’ve been waiting for this my whole life… Anyone could see how in love you two were” Billie pushed his head while all 3 of them laughed in unison just enjoying the moment of her favorite people being in the same place.

 “I’m off. Proud of you both” with that Claire got up and walked back into the house but not before pecking Billie on the lips which caused Finneas to fake gag. 

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The next day Claire couldn’t stop smiling. She danced around the house to the newly released album attempting to sing the lyrics until she heard her doorbell ring. Claire walked towards the door unlocking it to reveal the ocean eyed girl. 

“Hey” “Hey!”. The two walked toward the living room both throwing themselves on the couch. It was silent. Not an awkward silence but a comforting silence until Claire started giggling. 

“What are you laughing at?” Billie replied with a laugh. The girl didn’t answer but kept laughing which caused the other girl to start tickling her. 

“Stop Bil stop, I can't breathe, '' the girl said in between breaths. Suddenly the girls' faces were close together and soon closed the gap. 

“I love you” Billie smiled ear to ear “I love you too.”...

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claire: oh i love you miss.

billieeilish: i love you.

user: THE LAST PIC... HELLO?

A/N : idk what to write for part 3 so might leave it as this for now 😔 TYSM FOR THE LOVE xx

[billieeilishshusband]

She had chances to be with tons of people, but she choice you to be attracted to. It was coachella, A bunch of famous artists were there of course Billie Eilish was invited and bunch other singers. While Doja was performing a bunch of singers were sat at a few couches. The couches were slightly uncomfortable they were like circling each other while straight. I have to honest watching the TV and talking to everyone was slightly boring. Billie was sat next to me in fact it was only us to on the couch facing the tv the other two couches were packed. My eyes were slowly closing while my arms were crossed, and my legs were quite open. I bobbed my while closing my eyes, I tilted my head sideways falling my head on her shoulder. During the period I was asleep for I liked Billie more than anyone here and it felt amazing meeting her. My eyes were slowly closing while my arms were crossed, and my legs were quite open. I bobbed my while closing my eyes, I tilted my head sideways falling my head on her shoulder. During the period I was asleep for I liked Billie more than anyone here and it felt amazing meeting her. I met Finneas before,, but it was only a few talks. He knew that I liked Billie. It was quite clear. My eyes were slowly closing while my arms were crossed, and my legs were quite open. I bobbed my while closing my eyes, I tilted my head sideways falling into Billie more than anyone here and it felt amazing meeting her. I met Finneas before, but it was only a few talks. He knew that I liked Billie. It was quite clear. My eyes were slowly closing while my arms were crossed, and my legs were quite open. I bobbed my I liked Billie more than anyone here and it felt amazing meeting her. My eyes were slowly closing while my arms were crossed and my legs were quite open. I bobbed my head sideways and fell my head on her shoulder. During the period of me being asleep Billie took quite quick notice to me falling asleep on her. She wasn’t annoyed or weirded out like most people probably would. I felt so warm with her. She noticed my movement, she gently turned her head detailing my features. She started stroking my short curly hair while speaking about random stuff. So they were all getting blankets and pillows. She moved her body making sure not to move too much. You had your head moved to her chest. She was still slightly sitting up, her blonde hair now messys. omehow although you were taller than her your body curled up right against Billie. Your face buried into her chest while she moved her head to be right above your head. The next morning I woke up before the others. I gently moved before realising who it was that was wrapped around my body. I felt so warm so I wasn’t planning on moving but I was still wanting to know. It was the cute blondie, Billie Eilish. I laid back down and I grabbed my phone from my pocket. Opening Instagram and I clicked on someone randoms story and it was a bunch of videos of Coachella and Doja Cat preforming. While going through peoples story I stopped at Lana’s. It was a photo of Billie laughing while stroking my hair, I was surprised. I screenshotted the story and also reposted it on my story adding a few hearts. I saw Billie post a story and it was another photo of us two and then a reposted video of her sleeping while hugging me. I was tagged or else I would of posted it on my story “Oh morning YN” she sat up and faced me “You fell asleep early” She chuckled standing up to straight “Yeah I saw some stories on Insta and sorry for sleeping all over you and probably drooling on you” I chuckled at the end of the sentence. “No it was cute” She said chuckling. “You know Billie- if your ever free- would you like to maybe hang out or go out? I know that's sudden but I never feel comfortable like I did.” I said standing up and facing her. she started chuckling at first I thought she was about to make fun of me “Yes I would love that”

im sorry i had to cut parts so if some parts dont make sense thats whyyy

[lovebvni]

holaaa!! (dr rant + just an appreciation post)

(TW SLIGHT HINT TO GROOMING)

soo i’m shifting soon and i decided that im going to make my first album when i get there (LIKE START JT, DUDE. START IT. IM SO EXCITED) there’s going to b an ep i’m going to finalize when i get there and it will be released on the 26th of the month i get there (as it is kinda a diss on a MAN who was 26 when we dated… i was a minor still.)

i’m also gonna make a family tree because i’m really bored (and i also kinda js wanna see all my siblings yk? im gonna draw them all soon bc like AUGH AJAJDKDJ I MISS THEM!!!)

omgz i’m so excited dude!!

(appreciation below!!)

also i saw billie eilish in my dream last night. one of the funniest and sweetest people i know 😭 SHARK WAS ALSO IN THAT DREAM HES SO SWEET ‼️‼️ god i wish i could hug them today, just right now. yall don’t understand how much billie and finneas have been through together, and im so proud of how far they made it. i love you both, and although you won’t see this post in this reality, i know you will when we r together :DDD u guys make me so happy, so inspired, and just a better person overall. also huge thank you to billie in helping me with directing my music videos and being featured in one of my favorite songs — ripple effect. thank you finneas for just 😭 for keeping her alive, giving her a passion, and being so protective and supportive of her.

i’m so excited to b friends w both of them n js talk to them daily — it’s so fun.

i’m also super duper excited to meet one of my closest friends — nile — in person finally!!!! it’s been like 3 years of shifting together, and i know she’s excited too. i know she’s reading this, btw so i love u sm nile and thank u for being such a great and perfect friend throughout this whole journey. i truly don’t think i would still be kicking without you. i owe you the world, and i know you’re going to be blessed with many MANY things in the coming months, and the years following will be some of your best, but that’s only a taste of what is truly to come.

i’m so proud of you, and i’m also so round of everyone that has been clinging onto shifting even though it hurts. i’m always here for you. i love you all so so much. i want the best for you, and i know you’re going to get it. i’m always here to help in ANY way i can. ask me anything, i promise you i will answer with the wisdom God and the universe has given me!!

i cannot express my gratitude to my father, loki, enough. i don’t know how to even put it into words. he’s been there at my hardest, he’s been there at my best. i don’t think i would actually even be this far without him either. he’s one of the silliest and sweetest people ive ever met. i can’t believe he’s my FATHER you guys!! ITS SO COOL AUGHH

i also have so many people here i need to thank, there’s more that i can think of right now but just know i love and appreciate every one of you guys.

staring with @smellofemale!! you were such a sign when i met you. i don’t think i’ve met a christian shifter — you’re the only one i still talk to if i have! im just so so sooo blessed to have met you. i don’t know what to say, dude! i love you so much. you’re so sweet, so kind, and so inspiring. i love you!

@eneablack although you’re one of my newest friends, you’re another really really inspirational one. you’re so open about your struggles with shifting, even though you’ve had success time and time again. it shows me and many others how shifting sometimes is a hard thing to get used too, even with successes under your belt!

@daisys-reality! if you don’t know them, FOLLOW IMMEDIATELY PLEASE OMGGJAJSN she gives some of the best and most accurate readings i could ever ask for. also her drs (specifically her mermaid one) have inspired me so much!!

@kanachaka UR AO COOL BRO I JS LOVE SEEING UR POSTS AJSJDKDJD

@kazylynn i love u sm!! u rlly show me i can be an inspiration to others, and that’s something i’ve hoped for all my life. i want to be a good, helpful person — and i love you for showing me i can be.

@babybearthepsychic a few months ago you gave me a free reading that was just so accurate and so real. i don’t know if i would still be on this spiritual journey without it, because i was at one of my hardest points then. i cannot believe how just truly accurate and kind you are. i love you so much, you’re doing amazing. i wish i could give you the biggest hug, and i could donate like a million dollars to u rn but i literally don’t have a job 😭

@zipperrants i don’t think i rlly need to explain this… dude i thought u we’re so cool even when u we’re js interacting with @maddies-chronicles and i rlly wanted to interact w u so bad but i was so so scared bro!! and thank u hale for giving me the opportunity to meet them!!

@accidentalshifter YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW MANY PEOPLE U REPRESENT IN THIS RESLITY — YOURE ONE OF THE FIRSR ADULT SHIFTERS I SAW ON HERR AND IM SO SO SO SO SOOO FUCKING HQPPY YOURE SO OPEN ABOUT IT! you’re just so free and it’s beautiful. i love you so much

and there are so many more but i just.. im gonna cry i love you all tooo much.. please know u all mean so much to me and i can’t wait to tell u so many stories when i get back, and help u guys shift. i am working so hard to post more, and i pray this post can help me become more active.

so so so much love, to everyone in this community, you’re so wonderful. may the gods bless you.

so much love, peace and joy

the abyss

[reasonsmandy]

With love, Eddie Roundtree

Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — saw you're taking requests for eddie roundtree x reader so i wanted to ask if you could do something inspired by either tear in my heart (twenty one pilots) or lets fall in love for the night (finneas)!! love ur writing btw!!

✧.* you're reading part one, here's the sequel — Dear Eddie Roundtree

✧.* summary — Your life in the acting business has been very stressful, but in one night Eddie makes you forget about it all.

✧.* warnings — Extremely fluffy content, mentions of drinking and drugs.

✧.* word count — 2.2k

✧.* 🎸 — Eddie's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — I tried to mix a little bit of the two songs, I don't know if I managed to do something very good. but i hope you like it 🫶🏾

"We'll send Harold to your set more often, the gossip magazines will start planting the idea that you two are together." Your manager said excitedly, he insisted on the idea that you should fake a relationship with actor Harold Schmidt. "I can already see the headlines: Y/N L/N and Harold Schmidt the Hollywood lovebirds"

"That would be the most ridiculous thing I've ever read!" You say rolling your eyes with a glass of water in hand.

"Well, I don't care!" Your manager says, getting a little mad. "You know you need these rumors to boost your name, and you're lucky that Harold agreed to fake this relationship with you."

"I don't need anyone to get my name to boost Adam!" You say irritably. "And besides, no one will believe I have something with this guy, we never talked before!"

"Stop making things more complicated Y/N." He says. "You know it's going to be the best for your career, now rest … tomorrow we have recording early"

He leaves you alone in your apartment, you put your face to the pillow and let out a scream in it. Being an actress was amazing, but there were things that frustrated you a lot in the profession like what you were experiencing now, you had never exchanged a word with this Harold guy and now you had to pretend to be madly in love with him for everyone. Just thinking about it sounded crazy.

Despite all this fake dating mess Adam wanted to shove you down into, you couldn't stop thinking about what happened a few days ago. You received an invitation to attend the party of the band Daisy Jones and the six. It was a really fun night where you finally managed to distract yourself a little and it was also the night you met Eddie Roundtree, one of the nicest people you've come in contact with in such a long time.

Let's say you had gotten along quite well…

You weren't really in the mood to leave your apartment, but you felt that if you stayed another two hours listening to your manager talk about absurd things about how you should fake a scandal for your name to go up you would go crazy. So when Daisy Jones' invitation reached you, you thought: Why not?

Which was exactly why you were now in Billy Dunne's backyard, having a beer and smoking a joint. Nothing very interesting seemed to happen around you and there wasn't anyone very interesting to talk to.

Well, at least the music is good... You thought.

As you traveled in your thoughts and watched the unknown people around you, Eddie Roundtree watched you too, he stared at you trying to remember where he knew you from.

"I'm telling you man, she must have stopped by the studio sometime." Warren says to the bassist.

"I'm sure that's not it, otherwise I wouldn't remember her" Eddie says frustrated.

"Eddie, man!" Warren changed his expression, he looked amazed at something. "Rollerball!!! She was in the Rollerball movie!"

"Holy shit, that was it! I knew I knew her somewhere." Eddie beams, overjoyed that he finally remembered. "I didn't remember she was so beautiful, man…"

"Go talk to her!" The drummer says, pushing his friend towards the actress.

You notice the two best friends laughing and pointing in your direction, not understanding you turn to look behind you but no one was there. You arch your eyebrows hoping they'll notice that you saw them, which takes a few minutes to happen.

The blonde approaches you, with a smile on his face and two beers in his hand. He sits down next to you, handing you the drink.

"I have a challenge for you." he says, catching your attention. "Tell me a song you like and if I get a part of the lyrics right, you spend the night talking to me."

"Look, I didn't even need the challenge, I really would have talked to you without a problem" You say laughing. "But since you offered…"

Eddie Roundtree: I was so lucky that Camila showed me this song *chuckled*

Y/N L/N: He had changed 50% of the words in the song but he seemed like a nice guy, so I pretended he got it right.

"Y/N that's my name" you say while taking a sip of beer "You are?"

"I'm Eddie" he smiles, taking a closer look at your face.

You spent a few hours talking about everything, it was impressive how he managed to talk about any subject you proposed. He really seemed to be interested in what you had to say, something you missed. You told him that since you moved to Los Angeles you haven't been to any of the tourist spots in the area, which he found absurd, and that's why you were in Roundtree's car going through the city streets with no final destination.

"I can't believe we're doing this" you laugh at the situation, probably the beers you had had made you a little happy. "I don't even know you well and I'm in your car going to unknown places."

"Ouch!" He pretends to be offended. "I told you my whole life tonight, what do you mean you don't know me?"

"Oh yes, of course I apologize" You laugh looking deep into his eyes, something inside you wanted to be closer to him.

"Wanna get a swim?" he says, parking the car close to the beach, you could hear the waves from afar.

"That's a terrible idea..." You say getting out of the car, alarmed he gets out too. "I'm in!"

You take off your shoes leaving them near the car, running wildly towards the dark sea. Eddie shakes his head in disbelief, taking his shoes off and chasing after you, or at least trying to.

You wait for him where you could just feel the water on your feet, he approaches holding you by the waist and going with you into the sea. Would it be crazy to feel so connected to someone in one night? You didn't know, and you didn't care! When the icy water came into contact with your body and his body heat kept that feeling more intense, nothing else mattered.

Trying to fix the locks of your hair, you looked at him in disbelief with everything you were experiencing that night, it's been so long since you've felt alive like this, free from any pressure.

"I feel like I've known you since forever, Eddie Roundtree." You whisper, kissing the blonde's lips intensely.

He holds you tighter, as if he wants to remember this moment forever, the fear of forgetting what he was experiencing in the morning was intense. After all, with all that they had both smoked and drunk, it was probably that the passion, that love, would fade from their memories during their rest until tomorrow.

The early morning wind hits your bodies making you shiver with cold. You soon decided it was better to get back in the car and go somewhere else. Eddie didn't care that the car would be wet because of your clothes, nothing else mattered to him, that night was so intense and wonderful that he just wanted to stop time to have you there with him a little more.

And logically, after smoking so much, the munchies hit, so nothing more plausible than changing your destination to the nearest bar. It was hard to find anything open at that hour, but after several turns you finally managed to spot one.

There were just the two of you and one other man who was clearly begging for you two to leave as soon as possible, so he could get to sleep.

"I don't think I'll remember anything tomorrow, my head is already exploding" You say, drinking some of the juice you ordered.

"Is that so?" Eddie asks, stroking your hand across the table.

"Uhum" You mumbled, and he could tell that you were getting tired and needed some sleep. "But don't worry, I promise you that if I forget about you tomorrow I at least fell in love with you tonight."

Your words made him feel butterflies in his stomach, he looked at you with affection and without containing the smile that grew on his face. He didn't want to settle for the idea that he wouldn't see you anymore.

"Did you fall in love with me too Eddie Roundtree?" You say sleepily, slurring your words as you struggle to keep your eyes open.

"I for sure did, Y/N L/N." He says, getting up to pay the bill. A few seconds later he comes back. "Can you tell me where you live? I will drop you off at home."

"No please, I want to spend more time with you." You whisper, closing your eyes with long blinks.

"I promise you will see me again" He says, stroking your hair. "Now tell me pretty girl, where can I drop you off?"

You tell the bassist the address of your apartment, so soon after he takes you to the car trying his best to avoid making you feel the wind with wet clothes, afraid you might catch the flu or something.

As the sun slowly rose, you fell asleep in the passenger seat. Roundtree slowed the car down so as not to wake you up with the potholes in the road leading to your house. Admiring you in the moments when he didn't have to keep his eyes on the road, a smile appears on the blonde's face as he observes how much prettier you look with the sunlight on you.

He wakes you up when he arrives at the scene, you mumble something he doesn't understand and you hide your face in his neck, he feels butterflies in his stomach with the contact and already misses you when he finally has to say goodbye.

"So I think that's it…" Eddie said, holding your hands. "Take care, pretty girl".

"You too baby." You place a peck on the blonde's lips, then hug him for a few seconds. "You better not forget me huh."

"How could I?" He smiles, letting go of your hands. "I'll see you."

"I hope so." you say, walking into your apartment and soon falling asleep on the couch.

…

The sun was already setting and you were ready to spend the rest of the night watching anything on television. When Adam shows up opening your door like he has an emergency going on.

"Adam what the fuck!" You exclaim, trying to calm down from the fright, he came in with a box in his hands and a magazine in the other. "What the hell is going on?"

"Y/N L/N you naughty girl, if you were dating you should just have told me!" He says sitting next to you, handing you the magazine. "Now it makes sense why you rejected my fake dating idea"

The magazine had a picture of you in a bar, an orange juice in front of you. You had the straw between your teeth smiling at the man in front of you. Your hair was wet and your clothes looked soaked too, as did the man in front of you in the photo, Eddie. He was looking at you with a smile, his eyes were closed if you looked fast, but as you knew that smile very well you knew that when he smiles his eyes shrink. The headline read: Y/N L/N and Eddie Roundtree the romance of the Stars.

You quickly open to the indicated page to read what it said.

Sub Rosa

AUGUST 9, 1977

Eddie Roundtree and Y/N L/N! they are the definition of a star couple

No, your eyes are not deceiving you! Last night after one of the parties given by rock star Billy Dunne, our Hollywood star Y/N L/N was seen with the bassist of Daisy Jones and the six: Eddie Roundtree, leaving the party.

The charming bassist was rumored to have been with L/N throughout the event and he was even seen with our favorite actress in a bar a few hours after the party. Although this is the first time we've seen these lovebirds in public together, you must agree that they make a great couple.

Would that be the end of Y/N's single life?

You finish reading in disbelief, bursting out with a hearty laugh at the last sentence.

"They basically called me a spinster!" You say when you're done laughing, taking a breath to compose yourself. "Look, me and Eddie we-"

You are interrupted by Adam again, who hands you the box he had in his hands when he entered. Curious you take it, seeing a note on top that you decide to read later, inside the box there was a cassette tape, a rose and a napkin with a phone number.

You are still confused and decide to read the note.

Hey pretty girl, I hope you're doing well.

As I promised you, through these things I decided to earnestly ask you to let me have more wonderful nights by your side.

On the tape you'll find my attempt to sing that song you told me you loved, the rose is for pure chivalry and the phone number, well... I think that's clear.

I hope to hear your voice soon…

With love, Eddie Roundtree.

...

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[greensparty]

Thoughts on the 2024 Oscars

Just the other day I posted my Best Movies of 2023 list, so you pretty much know what I was rooting for! But here are some thoughts on tonight's awards, telecast and winners:

Best Director: Christopher Nolan - he deserved this award, but he easily should've won for Memento, The Dark Knight, Inception or Dunkirk too.

Best Actress: Emma Stone - really Academy? Lilly Gladstone should've won for Killers of the Flower Moon. That was a performance where she leaned into the silences and it was all in the eyes. While Emma Stone gave a powerhouse performance in Poor Things (an uneven movie IMHO) it was more of a showy "hey, look at me" performance. It's hard to compare both performances since they were so different but Gladstone should've won (and made history).

Best Supporting Actor: Robert Downey Jr. - Congrats to the first SNL cast member (he was in the 1985-86 season) to win an Acting Oscar. So cool to see the supporting actor from Weird Science, Back to School and A Scanner Darkly win! He probably should've won for Tropic Thunder, but he is worthy of this award for this performance!

Best Supporting Actress: Da'Vine Joy Randolph - I named The Holdovers my Best Movie of 2023 so I'm thrilled they did the right thing and at least rewarded Randolph!

Best Documentary Feature Film: 20 Days in Mariupol - I named this my Best Documentary of 2023. Big Congrats to GBH, Frontline and everyone involved with this powerful doc!

Best Animated Short Film: War Is Over - In my recent guide to the Oscar Nominated Short Films I predicted this. But big congrats to co-writer / executive producer Sean Ono Lennon. The son of John Lennon and Yoko Ono oversaw the short animated film inspired by John and Yoko's "Happy Xmas (War is Over)". I met Mr. Sean Ono Lennon when he did an in-store performance at Other Music in NYC in 2010. In Feb. 2015, I named his band Ghost of the Saber Tooth Tiger's album Midnight Sun my #1 Album of 2014. Then both The GOASTT and their leader Sean Lennon retweeted it and thanked me! I've also gotten to cover his band The Claypool Lennon Delirium here as well.

Best Live Action Short Film: The Wonderful World of Henry Sugar - another short film I predicted would win. Wes Anderson has been nominated in a lot of other categories, but it's nice to see him finally win, even if he should've won for Bottle Rocket or Rushmore!

Very cool to see Slash doing a guitar solo during "I'm Just Ken". Yes the Barbie song lost to Billie Eilish and Finneas O'Connell's "What Was I Made For" also from that film, but how cool was it to see the GNR guitarist ripping it up at the Oscars?!

[artxsticsuper]

My favorite member is definitely Robaire 🌹 THIS MAN IS SO FINE ✨✨✨ When I first saw him, he reminded me of 2 of my favorite artists: Jason Derulo and Usher. I started to grow into him after finding out he was voiced by Jordan Fisher (bro’s so talented I swear 😭). Also, THE HIGH NOTE! Can’t forget that high note he did. It was so angelic and it literally gave me goosebumps when I first heard it. 

I don’t have a favorite member I previously had but if I had to pick another one, it’d be Jesse.

Robaire likes to confuse the hell out of anyone who doesn’t know or speak French, specifically when he flirts or swears in French.

When it comes to Tae, Jesse can become overprotective sometimes (he’s literally the dad of the group).

Because Tae is an animal person, he’s usually not afraid of most animals. He’d be the type to ask if he can keep a rescued animal while on tour. If they say yes, he’ll end up filling the whole tour bus.

For Aaron T: T is the type of guy to say yes to “If your friend jumped off a bridge, would you?” For Aaron Z: Z would sometimes playfully tease Robaire while playing basketball with him.

My top 3 songs ranked: 1. U Know What’s Up 2. 1 True Love 3. Nobody Like U // This was honestly a hard pick to choose from since all of them I loved. But my favorite was “U Know What’s Up”, especially the panda hustle version. Because of how catchier the song and the lyrics are, I ended up dancing harder with this song compared to the rest of the other songs.

I ship Robaire and Tae Young; I feel like Robaire would have a cute relationship with Tae and he would be one of the members where he treats Tae like a regular member rather than a child. It’s hard to ship the rest of the band since they never got a lot of screen time in the movie. I might ship Robaire with Jesse too but for now I’m depending on Tae.

My first memory of 4*Town was when I first saw the Tween Beat magazine on Pixar’s Instagram account back in early 2022 before Turning Red was released on Disney+.

Yes! I wish there were more chapters but I absolutely enjoyed it. My favorite chapter in the Manga is True Crew because I love the idea of Robaire and Aaron Z being childhood friends and rivals to each other. We should have seen more of Robaire’s mom in the manga since she could have some similarities to Ming Lee and she could also be an obstacle to Robaire’s relationship with Z.

Nobody Like U: “I want everybody to stop and stare, and you know why it’s me Robaire” 1 True Love: “I could never survive a minute apart, you are my one true love” U Know What’s Up: “You want those shoes, you want that shirt, you want that car, you want that purse”

The concert scene, 100%! The moment those cages and the wings appeared, I knew I was going to lose it because I ended up fangirling so hard the whole time and I wanted to take Mei’s place to reach out for Robaire’s hand so badly. It gets even better when the band comes back during the Panda ritual, it had me shook—

Tough choice. I’m thinking between Robaire and Aaron Z because I feel like these two would be the ones who led to the rise of 4*Town besides both of them having a passion for singing.

I’m not that experienced with fairy tales. But here’s which fairy tale I think each member would be in: Robaire: Jack in the Beanstalk // Jesse: Rapunzel // Tae Young: Snow White // Aaron T: Alice in Wonderland // Aaron Z: Red Riding Hood//

I would buy their clothes and accessories, maybe the CD’s as well.

This one, I’m not too sure about. But I do want an album that relates to the song featured in True Crew.

What I like the most about 4*Town is their songs. As much as I don’t frequently listen to boy bands, 4*Town perfectly represents a band from the 2000s, especially with the lyrics, tone, and beat (Finneas and Billie, I love you for this 💕).

I love the headcanons and the artwork from this fandom! It’s fun to read them from all of the members and I would sometimes read the X Reader ones too! 💕

Besides doing art, I sometimes make edits and play video games.

“Catch 22” and “I’ll Be” ✨

NewJeans - OMG

Smash Mouth - All Star

If I had to make a series, I would include all of the members backstories and the formation of 4*Town because I was hoping to get more screen time with the band in the movie. I don’t care if they’re not the main protagonists, I NEED TO SEE MORE OF THEM 😭

I have 2 favorites, specifically from the Manga: I love Tae Young and Jesse’s relationship in the manga. It melts my heart when Jesse becomes supportive of Tae while he’s going through conflict with his parents. I also love Robaire and Aaron Z’s relationship. Like I said before, I love the idea of these two being childhood friends and rivals to each other.

I would love to hear the Girl I Love Your Jeans remix! I say it should have a mixture of pop and rap for most of the song. The rap sections would mostly be in the verses.

I currently don’t have any suggestions.

I can’t pick any favorites at the moment. However, I did love most of the blogs on Tumblr when I first started using Tumblr around mid 2022.

I enjoy sharing 4*Town content! I also enjoy the fandom that increased my love for the band. If Pixar ever made a series focused on the band, I would immediately binge watch it because these guys deserve it after what I have witnessed in that concert scene.

The Manga doesn’t really need changes but I do think there should be more added to it. Although we did get a minor backstory for most of the band members, I wanted to see more of the lives of each band member, especially Robaire, Aaron T, and Aaron Z.

I have a feeling I’ll get jumped for this. But I don’t ship Aaron T and Aaron Z a lot. As much as I have nothing against this ship and I support the idea of them being together, I just don’t ship it as much as other people do in the fandom.

Another tough choice but I think I would mostly get along with Robaire and Jesse. For Jesse, him being the father of the group should be a good enough explanation even though I consider him the type of guy to babysit me and try to keep me under control even when I’m not being a menace (I could be kinda goofy in real life but only with close friends cuz I’m not very sociable). However, he has similar interests to mine due to him going to art school. Personally, I think he can do art other than pottery. For Robaire, his personality would be spot on to Jordan Fisher’s. I count this man as a sweetheart, pretty mature like Jesse, charming, and takes certain things seriously like I do. Robaire could sometimes be extra to the point where it can be slightly annoying but I can manage him. And another thing, this man’s singing skills other than Aaron Z’s sends me over the roof. It feels like heaven to me and I would wanna be his soulmate if he was real.

I currently don’t have any expectations.

Love me Back by Trinidad Cardona: I honestly blame the edits people made of 4*Town with this specific song. That, and this one Tae Young X Listener video I watched a while back which has been unfortunately deleted. The song gives me summer vibes and I think it would be awesome if the entire band sang this song! If I ever got the chance to learn how to animate, I would make a music video. Everybody by the Backstreet Boys also reminds me of 4*Town, which is a bit ironic since this band might be Domee Shi’s inspiration behind 4*Town.

Yes, I do! Here’s my message: I would like to say thank you all for giving 4*Town the attention they deserve and for the popularity it got. I would also like to say thank you to the people who made some of the most talented artwork, edits, fanfictions, and headcanons from this band. No matter how active this fandom is, 4*Town will always remain in my heart and this will be a reminder to me where I can count on the team who created this band. I love y’all so much 💕

Welcome one and all to the… 4*Town Ask Game! Where you can answer questions to emphasise your love for the entire 4*Town fandom and to also bring the hype of my fanfiction that’s coming up soon.

How it’s going to work: I’ll write the questions on this post, make sure to read them carefully as a way to fully answer the questions in detail, once you've read them, reblog to answer the full questions and make sure that the words are appropriate as I don’t tolerate hateful behaviour. And don’t forget to share this to others so they can share the love for this group as well! Without further ado, let’s get started!

Who is your favourite member and why?

Who was your favourite member previously?

Share with me a headcanon on Robaire 🌹

Share with me a headcanon on Jesse 🎨

Share with me a headcanon on Tae Young 🕊️

Share a headcanon on The Aarons (Z and T)

What is your favourite 4*Town song and why? (Include your Top 3.)

Who do you ship from the group and why?

What was your first memory of 4*Town?

Did you read the manga? If so, what is your favourite chapter and why?

Name me your top 3 favourite lyrics from each 4*Town song🎵🎶

Do you have a favourite 4*Town scene from Turning Red and why?

Since I’m working on the “4*Town: Unfiltered” story, who do you want to be the main protagonist and why?

If you could imagine each 4*Town member in a fairy tale or any story, which one would each member be in and why?

What type of merch would you buy if 4*Town had merchendise?

For their next album, what concept would you want it to be and what songs could you include and why?

What do you like the most about 4*Town and why?

What do you love most about the entire fandom?

Do you do art or any other activities?

Can you tell me your favourite song from Robaire and Aaron Z’s discography? (You can sing the song’s lyrics as well.) And if you don’t know what I mean, I’m talking about the songs from my headcanons.

Pick a song for Tae Young and Jesse if they were a duo.

Pick a song for Aaron T if he went solo.

If you had to make a series or a spin-off of 4*Town, what would you include and why?

Do you have a favourite relationship from the group and why?

Which unreleased song from the group are you willing to hear and what are you expecting the song to sound like?

Are there any more themes or genres for my fanfiction that I should explore? It would be nice if you gave me any suggestions, please.

Do you have a favourite blog from the fandom and what do you like about them?

Do you enjoy sharing 4*Town content? Why or why not?

If there were any changes in the manga, what would you change? Why or why not?

Any unpopular opinions on 4*Town?

Which member do you think you’d get along with the most? Why or why not?

What are you expecting the fanfiction to look like to you when it gets released on Wattpad? Any form of plot? Character development? Conflicts?

Which songs remind you of 4*Town? Why or why not?

And the final question: Do you have a message for the whole entire fandom?

[perpetuelledaydreaming]

18 | Chapter eight

summary: I got buffalo 66' on dvd. If you get the reference, you get it.

warnings: smut.

listen to: Closer - Nine Inch Nails | New Girl - Finneas (playlist here)

word count: 1.9

series masterlist + read the next chapter early on my ko-fi!!

Billy wasn’t exactly sure how it happened.

But honestly, he couldn’t care less about how it did. 

Not when you were moaning his name like that as he watched his fingers disappearing in your core as his thumb stroked a delicate pattern against your clit. 

“Billy,” you gasped and he shuddered at the sound of his name on your lips, falling from them like a prayer.

“You are doing so good,” he whispered before he leaned down and nipped playfully at your skin while your eyes continued to roll to the back of your head as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. 

It all started when you were in Billy’s room for the assignment. 

The day after your fight at Peaches, you’d come up to Billy asking him to make time for the project since you needed to come to the proposal soon, he’d told you that his house was free and you’d agreed to go to his place. No one was home thankfully and you didn’t protest going to his house for this. Billy let out a playful smirk as he watched you arrive in your cheerleader uniform while getting off your bike, you simply rolled your eyes and asked him to get his head out of the gutter. You’d said something along the lines of ‘In your fucking dreams, Hargrove’ you’d assured him as you sat on the floor of his bed and took out your book and notebook. 

Billy didn’t really know what came over him. Maybe it was the way he read to you, he thought. He’d begun reading the chapter, insisting that he could do it better than you since he’d already had some notes in the margins, and after a few pages you were closer to him than ever before. 

Billy hadn’t really noticed until he felt your finger trailing along his golden chain, looking down to examine it for a moment. He notice how you muse as you realized it was a medal of the Virgin Mary, he liked the way that you gazed at him and without giving it too much thought he kissed your temple sweetly as he watched you. 

After that, it was all a blur. You were pulling him by the neck into a bruising kiss that sent a shiver down Billy’s spine. It was a proper make-out, can’t breathe, moaning mess kind of kissing. Billy quickly stepped away for a second, as soon as you’d let him breathe, tore his shirt over his head before he lifted you up around the waist and you secured your legs around his waist. He continued to kiss you, your hands moving up and down, moving, finding, touching, and discarding clothes. 

Billy left you in your short cheerleader skirt only and he quickly tore your panties away as he lowered you into his bed and began pumping his fingers into you while kissing and nipping at your breasts. You were so responsive to him, to his touch, that Billy felt like his heart was going to explode. 

It only got worse as he looked up to you through lust-filled eyes as he dragged his teeth gently across your hipbone before he dived between your legs and you moaned. 

Loudly. 

See, Billy had a couple of rules with his hook-ups. First, they were only hook-ups, he was clear to the girl that he’d chosen from the beginning and it was basically his code of honor. But there was another one, the one Billy often took pride in: He always would make the girl cum twice or more times before he finished, there could be no other way. Billy thought it might be the most gentleman-like thing he could do in such situations but he also selfishly loved to see girls come undone because of him, he loved to overstimulate them, he loved to see them squirm under his touch. 

But with you? It was different. 

Billy had something to prove. Billy had to prove in that moment that he was worth it, that he was worth being the guy you slept with, that he wouldn’t disappoint you.  

That between all the guys that had his eyes on you, he was the one that could make you scream, that he was the only one in this shitty town that was worth your time, your touch, your mouth.

And he made sure that you knew it, especially by how he was fucking you with his mouth. 

His name falling from your lips in breathy pleas was the jumping point for Billy. His lips wrapped around your clit and he sucked hard causing you to moan loudly. One of your hands quickly slid up into his golden curls as your head fell back against the bed. His nose pressed into your clit and his tongue teased your entrance and you couldn’t help but curled your fingers in his hair, tugging harshly at his roots, eliciting a groan from him. 

It was everything Billy could ask for. 

He had to press you down, hands grabbing your hipbones and stomach so you can stop squirming and your whimpers and moans filled the room as he continued to press his tongue against your core, he sucked and flicked his tongue against your clit and he could feel how your walls clenched around his fingers. You were so close and he was determined to bring you there.

You bucked your hips off the mattress trying to get him to go deeper and Billy chuckled, he chuckled because you are so goddamn impatient for him, even though, just a few days ago you’d kick him out of Peaches because of his dirty mouth. 

Now, you were coming undone because of it. 

You snapped and you were screaming, you squeezed your eyes shut, shaking from your post-climax high as Billy came up from your legs. He was dragging his teeth on your stomach and sucking your collarbones, leaving a trail of open-mouth kisses through your throat before he’s kissed you sweetly, he wanted you to see how sweet you taste. 

“Open your eyes,” Billy whispered, “Come on baby, look at me,” 

Your eyes fluttered open and Billy’d never felt his chest pound like this as if his entire body was pulsating. The vision of your lips part, your brows furrow, cheeks a light pink, and those big-doe eyes looking at him, made him want to come right there and then. Billy kissed your neck and your lips, peppering kisses all over your face as you hummed sweetly. 

His delicate touch made it hard to believe that it was him, the guy you’d been trying to avoid for so long as the same person that was covering your body with his sun-kissed skin and muscled form, kissing your lips so sweetly that you could almost cry. 

“Are you sure you want this?” Billy whispered as he noticed how you were looking at him. He was rock hard but as he always did, he liked to hear you say it. 

But unlike other girls that were screaming for him to fuck them right there and then. 

You simply swallowed hard, a hand coming to his cheek sweetly before you kissed him one more time for good measure. You kissed him slowly then, gliding your tongue along his bottom lip before slipping it into his mouth. He whimpered, he fucking whimpered at the feeling of having you right there and Billy’s not sure if he could take it as you’re both mouthing at each other until you’re both dying to breathe. Both of your lips were swollen and puffy from the kiss when you pulled away, but then you nodded at him feverishly, skimming your fingertips on his biceps, pulling him closer to you.

“Fuck me, Billy” 

Billy complied. Your breath caught in your throat as you took him, while Billy was trying his best not to come right there and there as you clenched around him. In a moment, as he continued to push into you once he thinks he can, your eyes met and you both take soft breaths as he bottomed out. 

Billy swallowed hard, glancing down between your bodies but then you press your lips to the side of his throat and his eyes close gently, pressing his lips to your jaw. Billy knew you could feel him throbbing inside of you and he felt somehow embarrassed because it hasn’t ever taken him this long to move when he’s inside of a girl. He was breathing, nearly hyperventilating, as you looked up at him while you whimpered. 

“Billy,” you whined as you tried to rut your hips towards him but Billy hissed. 

“Just,” he whispered. “Feels like you’re fucking made for me,” he murmured as he curled his fingers on the bedsheets before he begun to roll his hips forward. Rocking his hips softly and you whimpered while you tried to push yourself closer to him. 

Billy panted and it became desperate as he drove himself deep into you, your walls clenching around him most perfectly that his heart is thundering in his chest so loudly that Billy could swear that you could hear his pulse. Billy became dizzied by you, the way you were touching him all over the place, tugging his hair, along his back, digging into the backs of his biceps, and dragging your fingernails along the ridges of his stomach, soft pink lines decorating his tanned skin. 

And soon, Billy’s losing it. His thrust begun to stutter and it has never happened to him before but as he glanced at you, you don’t seem to be at the edge as he is. He knows when girls are close, he just knows but you didn’t seem anywhere near and Billy started to panic. 

“Are you coming?” he grunted, pressing his lips to your jaw as he filled you over and over again until he decided that if he tooks one more look at your fucked out face, he was going to burst. 

“No, not yet,” you cried. 

Billy closed his eyes, leaning his head away from you as he tried to focus. “Come one,” he grunted, fucking you, but he was just right there. 

“Now baby?”

“No, not yet,” you moaned as you began to drag your nails along his back while bucking your hips towards him. “Billy don’t come,” you whined as he continued to fuck into you but he was losing it. 

And Billy felt like he might ruin it. He was going to come before you and he already felt it, the tight coil is going to snap and you were nowhere close. 

“Fuck,” Billy grunted as he was unable to stop himself and he hated it. 

“Billy don’t!” you screamed but he let himself go. Pleasure ran through his veins but the only thing he could feel was embarrassment and shame, washing over him and taking over the pleasure.

And he saw it in your eyes, the disappointment, your glare as you scream at him. 

“Billy!” your mouth screams but it’s not your voice. 

Billy jolted awake with a start, shame immediately flooding his senses. He watched down at his boxers and he curses quietly before snapping his head towards the door, where Max’s screaming as she knocked at the door loudly. 

“Billy!” She repeated, clearly annoyed. “We’re going to be late, come on!” she said before Billy heard her walking away.

Billy’d dreamed about you. 

He was so fucked. 

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author's note: so yeah, it's really not my best smut because I really wanted to focus on what billy was feeling since you know it was a dream but honestly I can't wait to see your reactions to this chapter. I'm dead, next chapter it's a bit mellow but the next one, so chapter 10?? IT'S GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME. I'm extremely grateful for all the support, really, like I can't explain how much your kind comments mean to me like they have really become the highlight of my year!! thank you so much.

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[timmymyluv]

coachella with timmy headcannon !!

COACHELLA headcanons….

timothee chalamet x reader

sorry this took way longer than expected! hope you like them and i can creatively put my own spin on this and im not copying off other ppl's headcanons ^^

warning(s): mentioned drug use, alcohol

We all know he loves his privacy, and this being your first Coachella together he first wanted to be very secretive about his relationship with you, but he doesn't care anymore (as long as you don't mind)

Let them see , he's having the time of his life with the love of his life; he knows it comes with the job, the price of fame - cameras, paparazzis, gossip

If you're a celebrity like him, the first time they spotted you with him they thought you were just a fling to be forgotten or some wannabe social climber

But you were with each other the entire weekend and were seen with him even after - so they knew you guys were serious

The it couple, the fashionable couple who were always up to date with trends but were not blind followers either. You guys were trendsetters, not caring about gender labels on clothing, exchanging/sharing clothes that fans recognized from the past and during the shows when you were pictured together

Mix and match of designer wear, ready-to-wear, handpainted/custom pieces, thrift stores/department store clothing or even your plain walmart/target pieces alongside vintage just matched so well together but really showing how artsy and cultured of a couple you two were

He was very handsy with you, very confident with his PDA because he was as lucky and happy with his love life as in his career and he had nothing to be ashamed about

You both wanted to enjoy the night without being disturbed/bombarded as you weren't technically working but polite fans asking for photos (separately or even together with you both haha) here and there are pretty fun and they're chill so it's not a big deal and you all have fun

First night you decided to stay sober while he could go off the rails (at least with supervision or you and his friends/bodyguards) so he could let loose in a controlled environment lol

(whether you take dr*g$/dr!nk its up to you babes)

You never got to really know tim's team and his friends for a longer period of time than a single dinner with them so getting close to them this weekend was really fun too

"Bro we'll hang out with her more than you now byeee" they really liked seeing him with you and like you best out of all his exes (that they remember) so they treat you as one of their kind

Tim gets super happy seeing you included and getting along with his friends so naturally and having so much fun

Introducing you to Billie Eilish and The Weeknd, friends of his who've snuck you both in VIP

Billie jumped to hug you right as you were introduced to her, telling how she has heard so much about you and how she's finally met the person behind the name ksjds

You guys are like siblings right away same sense of humour and talking about how you met Timy (or even how you make music too and your processes and talking about it with Finneas as well and maybe a possible collab)

You've seen Abel perform but never had the chance to really get to know him personally; he was very welcoming and loved having you on the set with him

Abel always teased Timmy when he was going to bring his "special someone" that he was so lovestruck about

Heck Abel maybe even would love to have a music video with you starring in it or with both you and timmy too because he knows his magnetic songs deserve a magnitude like you and tim

Between the heat you always eat the finest, he'll always spoil you with the best food, and remind each other to stay hydrated in the hot ass desert ksjds

you feel like you're high on something/drunk on just the entire festival, on him by your side, his skin on yours, peppering kissing against where your neck and shoulder blades meet

He walks around coachella with your lipstick smeared all over him after a makeout session not so hidden well behind some bush where the tents where placed,

giggling around like lovesick teenagers who can't keep their hands off each other

Like that post-concert drop of the euphoria, when the adrenaline of like watching stages back to back/ the energy of the crowds/ fireworks,

you're both exhausted after a jampacked weekend but you wouldn't have it any other way <3

[lavendarneverlands]

There’s just something about love, and time differences, talks in person, and long distance, that aches so much like this: like when Billie Eilish said “midnight for me is 3:00 a.m. for you” or when Shawn Mendes said “I’m three hours back seems like your always six ahead” or “All it’d take is one flight and we’d be in the same time zone” or Taylor Swift said “Words, how little they mean when you’re a little too late - We wake in lonely beds, in different cities” or Lizzy McAlpine said “Someday we could be in the same city.” or Lorde said “It drives you crazy getting old. - I want 'em back, the minds we had - You’re the only friend I need, sharing beds like little kids, laugh until our ribs get tired, but that will never be enough.” Head and the Heart said “A year from now, we'll all be gone. All our friends will move away. - Been talkin' 'bout the way things change, And my family lives in a different state.” or Avery Lynch said “I wish I could remember what it feels like, to touch your skin. And what your voice sounds like in person, I know FaceTime can distort it, and I miss it. I wish I'd fall asleep with you. - I know I'm more than lucky just to have you. If you're here or not. But it's hard to comprehend the amount that I would give, To have you in my arms, just in my arms. And I'm sick of kissing you in my head. Tell me, when can it be real instead? 'Cause I would do anything to be close to you again… And it's hard being here half empty. When somewhere different is my favorite part of me.” or FINNEAS said “I was strung out in Austin for nearly a week, Anxiety like we were kids. I've been thinkin' too much and it's ruined my nights, But it's hard when it isn't, to let yourself slide - And my heart doesn't slow down when you kill the lights - I never learned to call it quits. If I could see the future, I never would believe her. - I'll wait for years, but I won't wait alone. - Can I take you out? To a concert Six months from now?”

[idontwanttospoiltheparty]

https://variety.com/2022/music/opinion/lennon-mccartney-taylor-swift-bon-iver-billie-eilish-finneas-songwriting-ai-analysis-1235311633/

Thought you'd find this article interesting 😊

Hey there, thanks for sharing and sorry for taking a while to get to this!

Here's a clickable link for anyone interested:

So, I was recommended this article a few days ago, and it did peak my interest, but I honestly think their findings are kind of lackluster, and at the same time their sample size seems way too small to make much of a general statement. Plus, objective song analysis is already difficult for humans, so I don't fully trust an AI to be able to notice anything particularly interesting (I also happen to be a STEM girl who thinks machine learning is overrated lol – not useless, but also not some be-all, end-all solution to all our problems).

A few things that pinged as weird to me while reading:

OH?????????? In My Life is definitely co-written now, is it? (Laughing, remembering that OTHER AI that claims it's even less co-written than even John said it was – apparently his and Paul's words can't be trusted as much as whatever patterns their AI picked up on, even though these patterns were necessarily based on songs that we know were written by Paul and John based on THEIR WORD. Not to mention that that AI doesn't seem to account for collaboration, where say someone finds the chords and someone else finds the melody, but I digress)

Honestly, you gotta show me which Paul Solo songs you consider NOT sexy before I believe you on this lmao. Does the AI recognize innuendo? Like, maybe it's true, but 🤨🤨🤨

The comment about the time to reach the chorus plus slang use is interesting to me, but like what does "lyrical density" mean? Less repetition? More words per second? It's so vague!!!!!!

Moving on…

Okay, why are we analysing a songwriting duo with only two co-written songs? (Also, William Bowery AKA Joe Alwyn is co-credited on the two collabs they're counting for this, evermore and exile, but they're not counting the song Birch, which was written by Taylor, Justin Vernon/Bon Iver, as well as Bryan Devendorf. There's some inconsistency going on here.)

Like, the sample size here is ridiculous tbh? Like, what's the point? Why not Taylor and Jack Antonoff or Taylor and Liz Rose or Taylor and Aaron Dessner, where there would be at least about a dozen songs to pick from? Still not ideal but a lot better.

Yeah, except the two songs are off Taylor albums that both notably and frequently use uncommon vocabulary? It isn't unique to this one duo/it's a reductive statement that ignores context.

On to the Billie Eilish & Finneas part

Actually, back up, what are these categories? How does this AI differentiate romance, love, and infatuation?? What's the point in this when you're speaking in the vaguest of concepts?

In conclusion (?):

UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE CENTURY!

Then it closes with a vague statement about the current breakdown of genre walls, which has little to do with what this article was actually about so All Righty Then.

Overall assessment: yeah, I'm not very impressed at both the lack of musical and scientific nuance here, it's a bit of a lose-lose for me, but thanks for bringing it up I had considered making a post about it but figured no one would care lol.

[stylesnews]

A year ago, the guitar was in dire straits. With songs like Travis Scott’s “Sicko Mode,” Ariana Grande’s “7 Rings,” Lizzo’s “Truth Hurts” and Panic! At the Disco’s “High Hopes” among the most consumed of 2019, programmed beats and horns were the sonic flavors of popular music. Sure, there were outliers — the Jonas Brothers’ “Sucker,” Maroon 5’s “Memories” and Post Malone’s “Circles” among them — but as the rock and alternative genres embraced artists like Billie Eilish, whose innovative music made the traditional band approach feel outdated, the days of chords and solos seemed numbered if not headed towards irrelevance.

Then came the coronavirus pandemic and things changed. Forced to perform from home or in rooms not intended for live music during lockdown, many artists went back to basics and out came the trusty six-string. For iHeartRadio’s “Living Room Concert for America” in March, Foo Fighters’ Dave Grohl played an acoustic Guild on “My Hero”; Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day strummed to his band’s “Boulevard of Broken Dreams”; and even Eilish, with her collaborator brother Finneas, sang her hit “Bad Guy” accompanied by only a Fender acoustic. Other benefit livestreams like Global Citizen’s “One World Together At Home” event saw the Rolling Stones, Keith Urban and Shawn Mendes strip down their hit songs for unplugged versions. And in April, Miley Cyrus delivered an emotional cover of Pink Floyd’s “Wish You Were Here” on “Saturday Night Live” with Andrew Watt, himself a COVID survivor, on guitar.

At the same time, there was an electric guitar solo being heard on one of the most-played songs in the United States. Harry Styles’ “Adore You,” which has logged 1.1 million radio spins in 2020, according to Mediabase, and has been streamed more than 400 million times, per Alpha Data, features the playing of Kid Harpoon (real name: Tom Hull), Styles’ friend and producer, who handled the guitar parts for much of the Brit’s excellent “Fine Line” album, released in Dec. 2019. As it turns out, the melody of the solo, which also serves as the bridge to “Adore You,” was first hummed by Styles for Hull to emulate. “I did it with my mouth into a microphone,” Styles told Variety in October. “And then Tom sent me this video trying to get it to sound the same. He spent a couple of hours getting it.”

Why include a guitar solo when most pop songs would never dare? “I feel it’s kind of like ‘La La Land’ saving jazz  — only for rock ‘n’ roll,” Styles cracked when posed with the question. But more seriously speaking, Variety‘s Hitmaker of the Year added: “I’m not a spearheader of the movement, like, ‘Let’s bring back guitars.’ There’s plenty of times when [a song] doesn’t sound better with a guitar, and you don’t use it. But a lot of the references I grew up with have guitars; and it’s the first instrument I played, so it makes sense that I would like the sound of them more. I don’t think the guitar is dying. Guitars are great and always have been.”

In fact, guitar sales in 2020 have been robust. Music retailer Sweetwater reports more than 50% year-over-year growth in guitar purchases, with even larger increases during the peak COVID months of April, May and June “when customers most likely hunkered down to practice and create music after watching all of the streaming video they could handle,” according to a rep for the Indiana-based company.

The spike extended to other string instruments as well, which saw growth of more than 70% year-over-year in the price range of $299 or lower. The metric indicates that “new players are joining the fold,” says Sweetwater, which has been in business for over four decades and operates online. (Competitor Guitar Center, with more than 250 physical locations in the U.S., did not fare as well, filing for Chapter 11 bankruptcy protection last month.)

Even in the virtual world, learning to play an instrument has taken off during lockdown. The platform Yousician, which provides interactive learning for guitar, bass, ukulele, piano and voice, currently reigns as the No. 1 app for music instruction while its sister product, GuitarTuna, is tops for guitar tuning.

Ask current writers and producers working in pop and hip-hop about their process and you soon learn that an acoustic guitar is often the beginning or the essence of a hit song. Among Variety‘s 2020 Hitmakers, the trio of Taz Taylor, Charlie Handsome and KC Supreme credited a guitar loop as the foundation for Trevor Daniel’s “Falling.” For Maren Morris’ “The Bones,” producer Greg Kurstin noted: “The first thing I noticed was Jimmy Robbins’ guitar hook; I wanted to keep the song rooted in that.”

“So many hit songs from 2020 started with a acoustic or electric guitar, whether it be a melody line or simple progression,” says songwriter and producer Jenna Andrews, whose recent credits include BTS’ “Dynamite” and Benee’s “Supalonely.”

And often, those guitar-based foundations remained through the finished product — for instance, 24KGoldn’s “Mood,” with its impossibly catchy sun-kissed guitar riff, and Powfu’s “death bed (coffee for your head).”

“I know it sounds kinda old school, but I love it when a well-recorded acoustic pops off on the radio,” says Sam Hollander, whose hits include the aforementioned “High Hopes” and Fitz and the Tantrums’ “HandClap.” “The bulk of my songs tend to be born on guitar. Without that foundation, the lyrics and melodies never really emote the heartbeat and emotion that I’m trying to dial in. There’s just a general warmth to it that’s hard to replicate. It’s like the warmest chocolate chip cookie.”

“I think the prevalence of guitar in 2020 has a lot to do with hip-hop producers using more emo and punk-rock influences,” offers Angie Pagano, whose AMP management company represents Tommy Brown (Ariana Grande, Blackpink) and Mr. Franks, among others. “Juice Wrld really helped bring this into the mainstream over the last few years. We’re seeing a great blend of emo and trap these days.”

Indeed, the year’s most-consumed hits leaned hip-hop — Roddy Ricch’s “The Box” landed at No. 1 on the Hitmakers list with Future and Drake, Jack Harlow and Megan Thee Stallion in the Top 10 — but even DaBaby’s “Rockstar,” the No. 3 song of the year, referenced a guitar in its chorus, albeit alongside mention of a Glock pistol. That visual may go against what Hollander calls “the Kumbaya vibe of the guitar,” but the song still features an acoustic strum at its core.

In the case of Styles’ 2020 successes, which also include the ubiquitous “Watermelon Sugar,” his producer further explained that, while aware of what was reacting on the charts at the time they were recording, Styles wasn’t about to chase the trends. Said Tom Hull: “We [thought], we can’t play the commercial game in terms of what’s happening right now. What we can do is make music that really resonates with us. There’s no blueprint. You just have faith. We love records from the ’70s and ’80s; weird prog rock music that might be a seven-minute instrumental; then you’re listening to Shania Twain, like, ‘This is awesome, too.’ The goal was to make something we will always love, and if it completely flops commercially, at least we know we love it. We have that.”