#gloria don't wanna spend money

[theageofsims]

I knew it.

I felt it deep down in the depths of my soul that Will wants to go somewhere tropical-y.

I don't know if he's gonna return to Sulani... or Tartosa, but he wants to go somewhere where there's beaches.

Good luck buddy 'cause you know Gloria is going to say she's got work.

[weepingseraphstranger]

Character Playlist ♡ Maria Catani

I love making playlists for my characters. Even the ones I don't plan on making public.

(I'll Never Be) Maria Magdalena - Sandra

" I'll never be Maria Magdalena "

Cold Hearted - Paula Abdul 

"You're the one to sacrifice Anything to please him Do you really think he thinks about you when he's out? "

Bubblegum Bitch - MARINA

"Oh, dear diary, I met a boy He made my doll heart light up with joy Oh, dear diary, we fell apart Welcome to the life of Electra Heart "

I See Red - Everybody Loves an Outlaw

"Did you really think, I'd just forgive and forget, no After catching you with her Your blood should run cold, so cold You, you two-timing, cheap-lying, wannabe "

Better Than Me - Doja Cat

"Better than me All of them bitches ain't better than me I know you wanted somethin' else at your feet You gon' figure out you lost one and that's me "

Piece of My Heart - Erma Franklin

"But I'm gonna show you, baby That a woman can be tough "

Ain't Nobody - Chaka Khan

" Happened so naturally Did not know it was love The next thing I felt was you Holdin' me close What was I gonna do? I let myself go "

Catch Me (I'm Falling) - Pretty Poison

" You came into my life The look in your eyes took me by surprise It's you and nobody else Your love has made me so blind I can't see "

Cheri Cheri Lady - Modern Talking

" I get up, I get down All my world turns around Who is right? Who was wrong? I don't know "

Sexy Bitch - David Guetta

" I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful "

Le temps de l'amour - Francoise Hardy

" On se dit qu'à vingt ans On est les rois du monde Et qu'éternellement Il y aura dans nos yeux Tout le ciel bleu "

Hey Rich Boy - Millionaires

" Hey, hey rich boy, look my way Hey, hey rich boy, make my day Hey, hey boy, you look so fly Throw that money in the sky "

Girls in Bikinis - Poppy (cover)

" Girls in bikinis Girls in bikinis and platform heels, in new hot wheels "

The way I are - Timbaland

" Baby, if you strip, you can get a tip 'Cause I like you just the way you are "

Rules - Doja Cat

" Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions) If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya "

Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado

" I'm a big girl, I can handle myself But if I get lonely, I'ma need your help Pay attention to me, I don't talk for my health I want you on my team So does everybody else "

Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani

" No man could test me, impress me My cash flow would never ever end 'Cause I'd have all the money in the world If I was a wealthy girl "

When I Grow Up - The Pussycat Dolls

" I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have groupies "

Hands Up! - Vanessa Doll

" Pearls on my neck and a bottle in my Fendi Ice cream pussy, stripper shoes in a Bentley "

Killer Queen - Queen

" She keeps Moët et Chandon In her pretty cabinet "Let them eat cake," she says Just like Marie Antoinette "

Gloria - Laura Branigan

" Or will you catch him on the rebound? Will you marry for the money? Take a lover in the afternoon? Feel your innocence slippin' away Don't believe it's comin' back soon "

You don't own me - Lesley Gore

" You don't own me I'm not just one of your many toys You don't own me Don't say I can't go with other boys "

Juicy Couture - Ayesha Erotica

" I'm gonna get what I want Claire's Icing, all the best Look much hotter than all the rest Coach bags, Candy stores I get what I want then I go get more "

Maneater - Nelly Furtado

" A maneater, make you work hard Make you spend hard, make you want all of her love She's a maneater, make you buy cars "

Primadonna - MARINA

" Would you do anything for me? Buy a big diamond ring for me? "

I'll Be It - Ayesha Erotica

" I'll be your blonde tonight, if that's what you like Stilettos and fishnets, if that's what you like "

What's Love Got To Do With It - Tina Turner

" What's love, but a sweet old-fashioned notion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken? "

Lip Gloss - Lil Mama

" They rollin' they eyes, they lip gloss cheap It ain't my fault but I can upgrade ya Show you how to use nice things with nice flavors "

Love Game - Lady Gaga

" Hold me and love me Just wanna touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart To quit it "

Addiction - Doja Cat

" I got such a pretty body Feels prettier when I'm a mess "

Say So - Doja Cat

" Shut it, save it, keep it pushin' Why you beating 'round the bush? Knowin' you want all this woman Never knock it 'til you try "

Vixen - Ayesha Erotica

" Lust and drugs, no intuition (No) Who goes first? Make your decision (No, no, no) If you want to I can play the victim I am your vixen "

Government Hooker - Lady Gaga

" I can be good (if you just wanna be bad) I can be cool (if you just wanna be mad) I can be anything, I'll be your everything "

Toxic - Britney Spears

" I need a hit, baby, give me it You're dangerous, I'm loving it "

Worth It for the Feeling - Rebecca Black

" Here we go again Last time it took us down to the bitter end I might need some more healing But it's worth it for the feeling "

Morning Light - Doja Cat

" Don't wanna waste your time Go 'head and live your life I could be yours tonight We'll be up 'til the morning "

You Know I'm No Good - Amy Winehouse

" You say, "When we married" 'Cause you're not bitter "There'll be none of him no more" "

Off to the Races - Lana Del Rey

" My old man is a bad man, but I can't deny the way he holds my hand And he grabs me, he has me by my heart "

(I'll Never Be) Maria Magdalena - Sandra (again)

" You take my love You want my soul I would be crazy to share your life Why can't you see what I am? Sharpen the senses and turn the knife Hurt me and you'll understand "

Yummy - Ayesha Erotica

" Yeah, big purse with the rhinestone buckle Keep a pink stun gun just in case I’m in trouble Double double, yeah, they asking for the fries on the side But I never take 'em home unless it's eyes on the ride "

When I Rule the World - LIZ ft SOPHIE

" When I rule the world, then you're the little girl You should do as I say 'cause things are gonna be my way I rule the world, so get down on your knees "

Pretty - Coco & Clair Clair

" You know what I mean, it's the sweetest thing Honestly, just look at you then look at me I'm feelin' pretty, no matter the city, we're packin' knives "

Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me - Tata Young

" I like all of my shorts to be a little too shorty Unlike all of my guys I like them tall with money "

She's A Lady - Tom Jones

" Well, she's all you'd ever want She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner "

Emotions - Mariah Carey

" You've got me feeling emotions Deeper than I've ever dreamed of "

Candy - Doja Cat

" I can be your sugar when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot Put me in your mouth, baby, and eat it 'til your teeth rot I can be your cherry, apple, pecan, or your key lime "

Better - Jeremy Passion

" Baby, you're so much better Better than what I imagined love would be like Better, hotter than the clearest day Or the storms at night "

Private Dancer - Tina Turner

" I'm your private dancer A dancer for money And any old music will do "

Gibson Girl - Ethel Cain

" He's cold-blooded so it takes more time to bleed Obsession with the money, addicted to the drugs "

Streets - Doja Cat

" Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing And it's motherfuckin' scary Tryna keep him 'cause I found him Let a ho know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing "

Gimme More - Britney Spears

" A center of attention (do you feel that?) Even when we're up against the wall You've got me in a crazy position (yeah) If you're on a mission "

Lolita - Lana Del Rey

" Shining like a God, can't believe, I caught you, and so Look at what I bought Not a second thought, oh, Romeo "

Fool For You - Alice Smith

" Sweet sugar, I surrender, I don't want no other man. Baby, you win and you ain't never got to worry Ever got to worry, you'll never be alone again. "

I've Been Lovin' You Too Long - Etta James

" With you my life has been so wonderful I can't, I can't stop now You are tired and your love is growing cold My love is growing stronger as our affair, our affair grows old "

Wayamaya - Lizzy Grant

" I remember an all white day with 8-story waves He said "Your eyes are gray" (Beautiful) We were livin' on Côte d'Alene "

Lies - MARINA

" Don't wanna know, don't wanna know, oh I can't let you go, can't let you go, oh I just want it to be perfect To believe it's all been worth the fight "

Kill Kill - Lizzy Grant

" I'm in love with a dying man I have done everything I can "

DISDAIN - CORPSE

" Tell me how the fuck it feels, girl When shit starts getting fucking real, girl When it all sets in, what’s your deal, girl? Like who gon’ have you now? "

In My Feelings - Lana del Rey

" Makin' love while I'm makin' good money Sobbin' in my cup of coffee, 'cause I fell for another loser "

High By the Beach - Lana del Rey

" The truth is I never bought into your bullshit When you would pay tribute to me 'Cause I know that All I wanted to do was get high by the beach Get high baby, baby, bye bye "

Sex Money Fellings Die - Lykke Li

" Sex, money, feelings, die "

Back to Black - Amy Winehouse

" And I tread a troubled track My odds are stacked I'll go back to black "

I Can't Stand the Rain - Tina Turner

" I can't stand the rain against my window 'Cause he ain't here with me "

[allegra-writes]

“Heartfelt”

Bar musician! Harry styles x Bartender!Reader

General audiences

Warnings: None

Just some Valentine's day fluff with our favorite green eyed boy. Dedicated to @gaycinnamonrollgirl for giving me the idea, and @tomsrebeleyebrow for patiently listening to me endlessly gush about Harry Styles and still being my friend. Happy belated Valentine's day 💖

"You don't have to say you love me

I just wanna tell you somethin'

Lately you've been on my mind..."

Adore you - Harry Styles

...Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine

And I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah…

"Bartender, my good friend! I'll have my usual and a plate of your finest chips, if you would be so kind"

It was closing time when Harry, the local musician, sat in front of you, elbows on the bar you were wiping down while humming to Patti Smith's "Gloria".

You raised an eyebrow at him, but the willowy man could see the slight tremble at the corner of your lips, a tell that you were suppressing a smile.

"I'm afraid the kitchen is closed, mister Styles. Sam left an hour ago."

"Yes yes, but I have it from a very good source he left you a big pile of leftover chips before he did," He accused, "you know, as he does every night..."

You frowned in confusion,

"I thought you hated cold fries. That you found them to be, and I quote, soggy and disgusting" 

"I guess you can say I acquired a taste for them" He shrugged, mischievous green eyes sparkling, "Just like you did for this lowlife songwriter in front of you and the heartfelt conversations you share with him" 

"Did you now?" There was an edge of scepticism in your voice, but you were already disappearing inside the kitchen. 

Harry's heart did a little jump as you didn't immediately deny liking him.

"Hey, Joe" he called out, "why don't you go home? I'll help Y/N close when we're done…" 

There was a deaf noise as a young waiter, the only person left in the bar beside the two of you, set the last chair on top of a table. 

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I got this" he reassured him, "did it dozens of times. Go home to your girl"

"Thanks, mate!" The second brit practically skipped on his way to the backroom, but turned around just before reaching the door. "Listen, you know I like you, but if you hurt y/n in any way…"

Harry smiled, genuinely. He could never get mad at anyone that protective of you.

"You know where I live. Pick my sister on the way, though. I think she would like to join you."

Joe rolled his baby blues,

"I know you're not a creep. I meant her heart"

"Yeah, me too…"

Whatever your friend saw inside Harry's eyes was enough to convince him. He nodded and left, as the musician got up to lock the front door and turn the "open" sign off. 

If you noticed Joe's absence at your return, you didn't comment on it, simply setting the giant pile of chips and two cans of cherry cola you were carrying, down in front of Harry, who had returned to his seat. 

"Ah, you always have the good stuff!" the sigh that left his lips as he took the first sip of the soda was not unlike the one any of your regulars made after the first taste of something strong after a hard day. 

"Rough night?" 

"Kind of. Good show though, so at least I have that going on for me…" 

"It really was, I'm actually impressed" You had to confess, "And surprised too, it was a bold choice going acoustic on a night like this, with such a big audience," So many people had gathered to see the show that the bouncer had to start rejecting people so you wouldn't have trouble with the fire department "but it definitely worked" 

There was a slight blush on the singer's cheeks when he replied, far more humble than you were used to,

"Well, you know, Valentine's day and all that. The band, all have boyfriends and girls they wanted to spend the evening with…"

You tilted your head,

"And you didn't?" It was hard to believe, when almost every night he played there you would see him leave with a different, always sculptural, painfully perfect girl. Or man. 

Harry didn't reply, choosing instead to stuff his face with stale fries.

"Alright then" You raised your shoulder in surrender, "keep your secrets…"

He squinted in disbelief,

"Did you just quoted The Lord of the Rings at me?"

"Did you just recognize my Lord of the rings quote?" You countered.

"You are such a nerd!"

"Look who's talking, chicken little!" You gestured at his powder blue sweater with a yellow baby chick at the front and herringbone pants. 

"Oi!" His manchester accent popped out, like it always did whenever he lost his cool "I'll have you know, this is Gucci"

You scoffed,

"That doesn't make it any better, it just means that you spent a shit load of money to look like my third grade teacher, mister Harrington!" 

"Ok, first of all," he countered, "your teacher sounds awesome and second-"

An inelegant snort escaped your mouth. Harry's emerald eyes pinned you down. 

"Second of all, you're no one to talk either, kitten hoodie" 

You could feel the heat creeping up your cheeks. Praying he couldn't see your blush in the dim light, you took a mouthful of soda to cool you down. 

For a moment, none of you said anything, the sweet notes of Fleetwood Mac's "Dreams" the only thing filling the silence.

… Players only love you when they're playing

Women, they will come and they will go...

"Listen, y/n-"

"If I'm being honest-" 

He chuckled,

"I'm sorry, ladies first" 

"Now I'm not sure if I wanna tell you…"

"Come on" A grown ass man pouting should not be that cute, "I want to know"

You feigned a long suffering sigh,

"Fine, if you must know- If you must know, I actually like your new style. It's way better than that... rock and roll cliche... thing you had going on when we first met" You gestured vaguely in the direction of his body, "You know, the long hair, black clothes, doc boots…" 

He flinched, 

"Ugh, Don't remind me. I was trying too hard back then. And not only with my clothes, with my music too"

"Oh, yeah, I remember. All you used to sing about was" You chose your words carefully, "frisky girls and being horny…" 

"Well, to be fair, I still sing about being horny"

"Yeah, but now you're…"

You trailed off, unsure of how you could explain the difference, the change in your feelings towards his music, without explaining the change in your feelings towards the man that made it.

However, Harry would not let it go that easy. He was used to you being sharp, opinionated, guarded. Now there was a crack on that armour, and he wanted to see what was underneath it. 

You hadn't even realized how close you had leaned into each other until his hot breath fanned over your face.

"Now I'm what, y/n?"

More real. More mature. More emotional, as if he had finally found the link, made the connection between sex and love. 

"More open"

Harry smiled,

"Open. Yeah, I like that…"

So close. He was so close now, his malaquite eyes were out of focus. So close you could feel his magnetic field, the gravity of his atoms pulling in yours.

"Harry…" 

Never in his twenty seven years of life and over ten as a musician, had he heard a more beautiful sound than his name, breathlessly falling from your lips.

"Yes?" He murmured, lips ghosting over your soft, perfect ones.

"No"

"No?"

"No" You repeated, more firmly, taking a step back, putting as much space between the two of you as possible, "I know what this is"

"And what is this, y/n" To your surprise, he didn't sound mad, or demanding. He sounded confused and sad. Dissapointed but unsurprised, as if he had expected it to go south or… never had dared expect it would actually happen at all. 

"A bad idea" You explained, "with guys like you, is always the same: You have beautiful women throwing themselves at you every night. And you take them home with you cause why wouldn't you? You are young, and free and hot. There is nothing wrong with taking what's being offered" 

"Y/n-"

"I'm not saying it's your fault" You went on, ignoring him, "And I'm not saying you don't fall in love, sometimes. But that's the exception, not the rule, and I… I'm the kind of girl that's the rule. Not the exception"

Harry had always thought the worst that could happen to him was losing your friendship. Finally making a move, a real move, and getting rejected by you. He thought that was the definitive pain, the one that would obliterate him, if things were not to work out. And he was almost certain they would not work out. 

But sitting there, in front of you, separated by a wooden bar that might as well have been the great wall of china as you stood there, arms around yourself, small and defenseless as you explained to him all the reasons why you wouldn't allow yourself to love him… that was way worse. 

"What if you already were my exception?" He blurted out, before he could stop himself, "What if I was in love with you?"

You laughed, bitterly.

"Harry, I'm not even your type. I've seen you leave night after night with models and socialites and actors, each one more surreally stunning than the last one…" You didn't have a bad self esteem, you didn't. You considered yourself attractive, but the people Harry usually went for were on a whole different level.

"Yes, but that's only because the most absolutely perfect woman in the world for me, keeps me at arm's length!" He rubbed his face in frustration, "And it's so maddening, so fucked up, the way I can't even get away from her long enough to get over her, because even the pain of seeing her every night knowing I can't touch what I see, that I will never have her, is better than the pain of being away from her. 

So I keep on taking home the hottest people I can find hoping they will keep me distracted long enough to fill the hours until I can see her again… until I can-"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Never, in all the time you had known each other, had Harry given you a single signal indicating he had any kind of feelings for you. Your relationship had always consisted of friendly banter and quip battles. Sure, you could get flirty sometimes, but you were a bartender, flirting was pretty much your customer service voice, and he was a musician, he would flirt with his own shadow if he could.

Harry opened his mouth to explain, but a familiar melody started coming from the still working speakers.

Walk in your rainbow paradise

Strawberry lipstick state of mind…

"Hey, this is my song!" You didn't quite understand why he seemed so marveled, "You never added any of my songs to your playlist before!"

Oh. Oh.

"Yeah, well" Harry could now clearly see your darkened cheeks as you stumbled over your words, "I guessed I never liked one of your songs so much before" 

This time, he was the one blushing and avoiding your eyes.

"What would you say if I told you-... If I told you I wrote this one for you?"

"I'd say you're full of shit" You scoffed, "Didn't you tell me you only ever wrote about girls you had dated?"

"No," he corrected, "I said I only ever wrote about women that had broken my heart…"

"How did I break your heart?"

Harry sighed. Your walls were back up, higher than ever, and he didn't know how to break through them. It wasn't your fault -and had it been your fault, truth was he could never blame you either, there was something about you that made it physically impossible for him to get mad at you- you spoke from experience, he didn't need to unlock the secrets of your past, didn't need the details. It was obvious you had been burned before, and though he hated it, hated them for whatever they had done to you, he couldn't fault you for trying to protect yourself.

Not when he wanted to protect you too. 

"You didn't like me, back when we first met"

"Harry-"

"No, it's ok. You didn't like me, and you were right not to like me. I know you probably didn't realize it but, that first time you rejected me, when I flirted with you that very first night and you rolled your eyes at me… you changed my life"

"What? How??"

"You weren't wrong, I was a cliche. And I was trying way too hard, to be cool, act like a rockstar… but you took a look at that guy, at that though, playboy, sex, drugs and rock 'n roll guy… and you hated him" Harry snickered. You didn't understand what about all that was so funny, "I had created that guy so that everyone would like him, and you hated him. And the funny thing is-" He finally met your eye. No, he caught your eye and imprisoned them, "The funny thing is, you hating me for what I wasn't, somehow allowed me to start being myself a little bit more, because if you already disliked me… then I had nothing to lose" 

You didn't quite know what to say to that.

His bright green eyes were unable to face yours, choosing instead to focus on the palms he was picking at,

"Is that why you… uhm…" You pointed at his sweater.

"Yup" He admitted, "I showed up here one day, on laundry day, in one of my old nerdy sweater vests and you smiled, when you saw it"

"I remember that!" You chuckled, "It was the brown striped one, it almost looked like a crop top, cause it obviously didn't fit anymore"

Harry nodded,

"I may have had a couple grow spurts since I got that in high school" 

"Ok, but, you made it work somehow…" 

"Thank you. The point is…" he turned serious again, his deep, rich voice even more hypnotic than usual. Or maybe it was just you, for the first time allowing yourself to enjoy it without reservations. "The point is, you didn't like cool Harry, but you liked the real me. Even if just a little bit, and that meant the world to me. I… I adored you because of it. So I wrote a song for you, cause even if I couldn't say it to your face, I had to get it out. Just like I had to get this out tonight"

He opened his arms wide, in his typical ta-da gesture, sad, resigned smile on his face, before getting up from his stool, grabbing his jacket and guitar case.

"You don't have to say anything, I don't expect you to love me back" He declared, "I just- I thought I'd let you know. Valentine's day and all that."

He turned to leave, his own voice still signing in the background,

I'd walk through fire for you, just let me adore you

 Oh, honey…

"Harry, wait!" You almost fell on your face, trying to jump over the bar, but managing to stop him right before he reached the door. His poorly concealed smirk told you he might have seen your little show, but you didn't care.

"Did you mean it? That you'd do anything for me?" 

"I did" He confirmed, earnestly, "I still do. Anything you want, just say the word"

"Well then," you took a step towards him, that he mirrored without even noticing, "what about a date? A daytime date. At a public place." You clarified. Harry did smirk at that.

"What's the matter, afraid you won't be able to keep your hands off me?" He teased, leaning closer. 

"Don't ruin this, Styles" You warned, raising to your tiptoes to meet him eye to eye.

His smile faltered, replaced by the most sincere intensity you had ever seen on his handsome face,

"Wouldn't dream of it, bartender" He whispered, before capturing your lips with his.