#i wanna be stoned at a nail salon too

[milllersfae]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷   butch!abby headcanons

content warning: dom!abby, strap referred to as a dick, ooey-gooey lesbianism, femme!reader, sfw and nsfw content. (please tell me if i missed anything!) minors do not interact.

a/n: this is completely self indulgent. i’m a simp okay? hopes this holds someone over while i write this bodyguard! fic <3

sfw

୨୧ hands are full of rings. she trades them out throughout the week to make sure all of them have been worn. she wears a special one you bought for her on her right index finger.

୨୧ she’s very simplistic in her dress. classic masc attire that’s a drawer full of wife-pleasers and hanes tees. when she likes to change it up she wears a vintage band tee or layer with a button up. she prefers sleeveless the most (for cocky reasons of course).

୨୧ she wears her hair down a lot more after you told her she looks pretty when her hair’s unbraided. she mostly wears it down in private with you, but takes her time fixing the braid when going out.

୨୧ when you go to the nail salon, she’s not the hugest fan of getting acrylic nails. “i’ll just wait with you, i’m sorry to disappoint.” abby furrows her brows, face pink with a tinge of guilt. “no no no—baby please get something, it’ll be fun!” she shrugs and opts in and gets a simple coat of yellow polish. “does it look good? you like it?” she asks, holding up her fingers to your face. you nod, smirk filling your face. “they look so pretty against your eyes!” you exclaim, holding your hands in hers.

୨୧ she likes going out with you places, eager to show you off. at parties, the both of you lock eyes and abby waves you over. you smile, coming over and find space to sit on her knee. she points the beer bottle in her hand to you. “have you guys met my gorgeous girlfriend yet?” your face goes warm as she boasts about you to others.

୨୧ she’s skilled at anything technical. from broken microwaves to poorly signaled tv’s, she’s a wiz. she likes sitting down and explaining to you how to fix things when she’s gone. “remember to screw all the plates back properly in place okay?” she points at a silver screw inside the tv server before twirling the screwdriver in the hole. “practice makes perfect.”

୨୧ she likes to do more docile tasks for you too. helping you with dinner drives her wild. she taps you for a knife, lovingly kissing your shoulder as you hand her the one on table, a toothy grin spouting from her lips. she diced onions and garlic on the cutting board, separating them neatly before bringing back to you.

୨୧ abby is a great driver. she’s even done uber a couple times (wasn’t really a fan, but always got good reviews). she’s so gentle with it you’ve fallen asleep in the car more times you can count.

nsfw

୨୧ shes not entirely stone butch, but definitely prefers servicing you. she’ll pat her lap, inviting you on. you abidingly sit, eager in her presence. she reached under your skirt, pressing two fingers to your damp core. “what does my sweet girl want today?” she whispers into your ear, watching her voice send a shiver down your spine. “i wanna ride your thigh, abs.” your voice runs low and shy as she holds you around her by your waist. “that’s cute. show me how bad you want it.”

୨୧ abby loves when your ass is hiked up in the air, lined up just right for her strap. the sight of your face pressed close to a pillow, arched waiting for her brings out something carnal. “you‘ve been waiting for this, ain’t that right? waiting for me to fuck you stupid.” she teases, rubbing the silicone against your slit. you squirm at the touch, grinding your opening into her. she puts a hand to your back, other circling your clit with her thumb. “you can’t stop coming back, can’t you?”

୨୧ she’s obsessed with eating you out. she gets so pussy drunk she lazily stares at you, your orgasm-ridden face barley focusing on her gaze. she could eat you for hours, often stuck between your legs, warmth of your thighs on her cheeks. you find yourself getting so overstimulated, trying to wiggle free from her grasp. she gently pinches her thumbs into your hips. she unlatches, soft lips grossed over in your fluid. her lidded eyes wavered over you with a furrow in her brow. “don’t run from it…fucking in love with this pussy…” she sucks at your clit as you clench with her between your legs, fingers cinched between her blonde strands.

୨୧ she’ll hear you showering, wanting to surprise you by coming in. she quickly sheds her clothes. knocking on the bathroom door. responding with a water-muffled ‘come in!’ she enters, slightly parting the shower curtain. she steps in and examines you for a moment, soapy bubbles sliding down the curves of your body. abby rinses you well, sweet wafts of glycerin coating your skin against her nose. she rubs soap into her hands before groping your breasts. you raise your arms in response, eyes fixed on her thick fingers slipping against the slick of your nipples. “don’t worry, i’ll get’ya clean.” she teases, placing wetted kisses along your back.

୨୧ she doesn’t care if she can’t feel it, your lips pursed on her strap makes her insanely wet. she places a hand on the back of your head, completely fixated on the look of your eyes glossy and hypnotized on the loom of her over you. “what a good girl, just so fucking cute.” she pushes in, watching your throat stretch against the girth of her dick.

[asters-random-sideblog]

hey guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my name is aster.

my pronouns are she/her/they/them.

my main is @anxiety-lemsbian

If you want other blogs to follow my art/music sideblog is @phoebes-bridges

i love musicals, especially hamilton, matilda and heathers

my comfort movies are mamma mia and high school musical

likes: cats, phoebe bridgers, finland, vintage teacups, watercolours, music, bracelets, queer people, radio silence, taylor swift, rain, cardigans, knitted vests, embroidery, green, lorde, dangerfield, drawing, quirky stuff, ducks, stars, girls, tumblr, tacos, art, ballgowns, long skirts, oversized shirts/jumpers, sweetpeas, rainbows, alice oseman, daisies, mochi, lily of the valley, eliza and the delusionals, pale sunlight, typewriters, rotary phones, earrings, like three people, lavender, floral scented soaps/conditioners, peppermint lip balm, blue eyes, the texture of velvet, being alone, apple pie, gilmore girls, people using my correct pronouns, heartstopper, little women, reading, nice pink watermelon, british accents, a flower fairies treasury, sarcasm, sunflowers, the ocean when it’s raining or dark, stuff that’s naturally grey (rainclouds, etc.) lemon iced tea, frances janvier, spanish, macarons, bubble tea

dislikes: math, global warming, migraines, the sun, tight clothes, pimples, homophobia, spiders, racism, transphobia, shitty people, terfs, aphobia, tiktok, wasps, watermelon when it’s too red and floury, my father, school, most people, being bad at spanish, being alone when I feel people will judge me for it, depression, anxiety, people being ignorant, my mother, drunk people, smokers, feeling uncomfortable, most men, vomit, rejection, being delusional

i’m a minor

i speak un peqeño español and i love cats

my pronouns page:

i love osemanverse but im especially addicted to radio silence, solitare and loveless (i kin frances sm)

im gay (in a sapphic way)

BETH MARCH STAN OMG

love love love darcy olsson and sam kerr lol

i loveeeee enola holmes

im in love with the one bracelet i own

i have depression and anxiety, and probably asd and adhd

feel free to drop into my inbox at any time i love getting asks

i like sleeping

this is a list of songs i claim as my own:

liability, ribs, no better, stoned at the nail salon and sober II (melodrama) by lorde

happiness is a butterfly and cinnamon girl by lana del rey

not strong enough, anticurse, letter to an old poet and true blue by boygenius

meteor shower by cavetown

the story of us, seven, illicit affairs, you’re on your own kid, would’ve could’ve should’ve, if this was a movie , hoax, i don’t wanna live forever, right where you left me, i can see you, invisible string, the lakes, mirrorball and this is me trying by taylor swift

motion sickness, moon song, graceland too, garden song, kyoto and i know the end by phoebe bridgers

watch you sleep and rue by girl in red

there it goes and you’re just a boy (and i’m kinda the man) by maisie peters

summer child by conan gray

all-american bitch, brutal, deja vu, lacy, bad idea right?, hope ur ok, teenage dream, get him back! and good 4 u by olivia rodrigo

just exist and cigarette by eliza and the delusionals

ok i think im done

am i done?

i think imma make an aesthetic board actually

lets do it!!!!

also pls tell me if ur uncomfortable being called babe/darling/love

general DNI's apply, terfs, homophobes, transphobes, NSFW accounts etc etc

have a wonderful day i love you :)

[girlm0ss]

shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist. then tag 10 people to do the same thing:

Ty @cows-wearing-my-sweater (:

On repeat:

1. Human too - the 1975

2. Boyhood - the Japanese house

3. Halah - mazzy star

4. Gorilla- little simz

5. End of beginning- djo

6. I’m fine thx 4 asking - king isis

7. Stoned at the nail salon - lorde

8. Call you - dj Sabrina the teenage dj

9. Where’d all the time go - dr. Dog

10. Masterpiece- sault

10 songs I really love:

1. Common burn - mazzy star

2. She just likes to fight - four tet

3. Dionne - the Japanese house (ft. Justin Vernon)

4. How can I not know what I want right now - Charli xcx

5. Mardy Bum - arctic monkeys

6. Me & you together song - the 1975

7. The Lean over - life without beginnings

8. Bloody mother fucking asshole - Martha wainwright

9. Don’t forget to breathe - associanu

10. Eulogy for you and me - Tanya Davis

Tagging (if you wanna)

@uramilf @medeas-chariot @justanamesstuff @patchworkgargoyle @genderascendant @ughgoaway @hereyeswerefilledwiththestars @anyonewhowantstodothisidkwhotag 😵‍💫❤️‍🔥

thank you so much for tagging me sarah @delicatetaylorsversion 🖤

shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist. then tag 10 people to do the same thing

on repeat

Obstacle 1 by Interpol

The Alcott (feat. Taylor Swift) by The National

Electioneering by Radiohead

New Dawn Fades (2007 remaster) by Joy Division

Million Pieces by Bastille

Doom Days by Bastille

If you're too shy (just let me know) by the 1975

There is a light that never goes out by The Smiths

Foolish One (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

Timeless (Taylor's Version) by Taylor

10 songs i really like (by different artists)

Telescope by Starset

Carolina by Taylor Swift

How Soon is Now? by The Smiths

Jigsaw Falling into place by Radiohead

Will you cry? by Gracie Abrams

Pioneer to the falls by Interpol

Interzone by Joy Division

O'Lord! I have my doubts by $uicideboy$

Sorrow by The National

Often by The Weeknd

no pressure tags: @poppy-inmyhair @immercuryinretrograde @honorarycallowaysister @obsessivedaydreamer @octoberconstellation @onlyyseedaylight @foreveryournameonmylipss @lyllith @xokristennichole @glassdandelion @astolenkiss @weeping-in-the-willows @oatmilkbread @slayderman @speaknowtelevision @thatjuly9th @hauntingtaylorsversion @when-emma-falls-in-love13

[lordeismygf]

i could write literal essays about stoned at the nail salon

[gatorprompts]

𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .

from  the  2021  album  by  lorde .  drinking  &  drug  references  present .  please  amend  wording  where  required !

THE  PATH .

“ now  i’m  alone  on  a  windswept  island . ” “ if  you’re  looking  for  a  saviour ,  well  that’s  not  me . ” “ you  need  someone  to  take  your  pain  for   you ? ” “ we’re  all  broken  and  sad . ” “ where  are  the  dreams  that  we  had ? ” “ can’t  find  the  dreams  that  we  had . ” “ let’s  hope  the  sun  will  show  us  the  path . ” “ saviour  is  not  me . ” “ i  just  hope  the  sun  will  show  us  the  path . ”

SOLAR  POWER .

“ i  hate  the  winter ,  can’t  stand  the  cold . ” “ i  tend  to  cancel  all  the  plans . ” “ but  when  the  heat  comes ,  something  takes  a  hold . ” “ can  i  kick  it ? ” “ my  boy  behind  me ,  he’s  taking  pictures . ” “ come  one ,  come  all .  i’ll  tell  you  my  secrets . ” “ forget  all  of  the  tears  that  you’ve  cried . ” “ it’s  over . ” “ it’s  a  new  state  of  mind . ” “ are  you  coming ,  my  baby ? ” “ i  throw  my  cellular  device  in  the  water . ” “ can  you  reach  me ? ” “ come  on  and  let  the  bliss  begin . ” “ blink  three  times  when  you  feel  it  kicking  in . ” “ that  solar  power . ”

CALIFORNIA .

“ i  knew  that’s  it ;  i’ll  never  be  the  same . ” “ now  i’ve  spent  thousands  on  you ,  darling . ” “ oh ,  the  hotels  and  jets ,  and  i’d  pay  it  again  to  have  your  golden  body  back  in  my  bed . ” “ i  don’t  miss  the  poison  arrows  aimed  directly  at  my  head . ” “ don’t  want  that  california  love .” “ it  got  hard  to  grow  up  with  your  cool  hand  around  my  neck . ” “ but  every  time  i  smell  tequila ,  god ,  it  goes  up  in  my  mind  again . ” “ it’s  just  a  dream . ” “ i  wanna  wake  up . ”

STONED  AT  THE  NAIL  SALON .

“ i  love  this  life  that  i  have . ” “ i  wonder  sometimes  what  i’m  missing .”  “ ‘cause  all  the  beautiful  girls ,  they  will  fade  like  the  roses . ” “ maybe  i’m  just  stoned  at  the  nail  salon . ” “ got  a  memory  of  waiting  in  your  bed  wearing  only  my  earrings . ” “ we’d  go  dancing  all  over  the  landmines  under  our  town . ” “ but  the  sun  has  to  rise . ” “ i’m  still  crazy  for  you ,  babe . ” “ and  all  the  times  they  will  change ;  it’ll  all  come  around . ” “ oh ,  make  it  good . ” “ spend  all  the  evenings  you  can  with  the  people  who  raised  you . ”

FALLEN  FRUIT .

“ we  had  no  idea  the  dreams  we  had  were  far  too  big . ” “ we  will  walk  together . ” “ you’ll  leave  us  dancing  on  the  fallen  fruit . ” “ we’ll  disappear  in  the  cover  of  the  rain . ” “ took  the  great  minds  and  the  vapers  and  a  pocketful  of  seed . ” “ it’s  time  for  us  to  leave . ” “ how  can  i   love  what  i  know  i  am  gonna  lose ? ” “ don’t  make  me  choose . ”

SECRETS  FROM  A  GIRL  ( WHO’S  SEEN  IT  ALL ) 

“ only  having  two  drinks  then  leaving . ” “ it’s  a  funny  thing . ” “ thought  you’d  never  gain  self  control . ” “ guess  it’s  been  a  while  since  you  last  said  sorry . ” “ crying  in  the  dark  at  your  best  friend’s  party . ” “ growing  up  a  little  at  a  time ,  then  all  at  once . ” “ everyone  wants  the  best  for  you ,  but  you’ve  gotta  want  it  for  yourself . ” “ you  can  take  ‘em  if  you  want  ‘em . ” “ these  are  just  secrets  from  a  girl  who’s  seen  it  all . ” “ remember  all  the  hurt  you  would  feel  when  you  weren’t  desired ? ” “ remember  what  you  thought  was  grief  before  you  god  the  call ? ” “ no  one’s  gonna  feel  the  pain  for  you . ” “ you’re  gonna  love  again ,  so  just  try  staying  open . ” “ and  when  the  time  comes ,  you’ll  fall . ” “ your  dreams  and  inner  visions ,  all  your  mystical  ambitions ;  they  won’t  let  you  down . ” “ do  your  best  to  trust  all  the  rays  of  light . ” “ welcome  to  sadness ;  the  temperature  is  unbearable  until  you  face  it . ” “ your  emotional  baggage  can  be  picked  up  at  carousel  number  two . ” “ please  be  careful ,  so  it  doesn’t  fall  onto  someone  you  love . ” “ you’ll  be  fine . ” “ you  can  stay  as  long  as  you  need  to  get  familiar  with  the  feeling . ”

THE  MAN  WITH  THE  AXE .

“ if  i  had  to  break  it  down ,  i’d  say  it’s  the  way  you  love  to  down . ” “ our  shapes  in  the  dark  are  the  reason  i’ve  stayed . ” “ i  thought  i  was  a  genius . ” “ it’s  starting  to  feel  like  all  i  know  how  to  do  is  put  on  a  suit  and  take  it  away . ” “ they  fill  up  my  nights  and  then  they  float  away . ” “ i  guess  i’ll  always  be  this  way . ” “ swallowed  up  by  the  words  and  halfway  to  space . ” “ but  there ,  by  the  fire ,  you  offered  your  hand .  and  as  i  took  it ,  i  loved  you . ” “ the  man  with  the  axe  and  the  look  in  his  eyes . ” “ we’ve  been  through  so  many  hard  times . ” “ i’m  writing  a  love  song  for  you ,  baby . ”

DOMINOES . 

“ i  heard  that  you  were  doing  yoga . ” “ just  another  phase  you’re  rushing  on  through . ” “ go  all  new  age ,  outrunning  your  blues . ” “ fifty  gleaming  chances  in  a  row ,  then  i  watch  you  flick  them  down  like  dominoes . ” “ must  feel  good  being  mister-start-again . ” “ i  know  a  girl  who  knows  another  girl  who  knows  the  woman  that  you  hurt . ” “ the  whole  world  changes  right  around you . ”

BIG  STAR .

“ everyone  knows  that  you’re  too  good  for  me ,  don’t  they ? ” “ i’m  a  cheater .  i  lie ,  and  i’m  shy . ” “ but  you  like  to  say  hello  to  total  strangers . ” “ i  can’t  believe  i  used  to  stay  inside . ” “ but  every  perfect  summer’s  gotta  say  goodnight . ” “ i  used  to  love  the  party ,  now  i’m  not  alright . ” “ drinking  in  the  dark ,  take  me  home  tonight . ” “ baby  you’re  a  big  star . ” “ wanna  take  your  picture . ” “ i  toss  up  if  it’s  worth  it  now  every  time  i  get  on  a  plane . ” “ i’ve  got  so  much  to  tell  you  and  not  enough  time  to  do  it  in . ” “ i’ll  still  watch  you  run  through  the  winter  light . ”

LEADER  OF  A  NEW  REGIME .

“ wearing  spf  3000  for  the  ultraviolet  rays . ” “ made  it  to  the  island  on  the  last  of  the  outbound  planes . ” “ got  a  trunk  full  of  simone  and  céline ,  and  of  course  my  magazines . ” “ i’m  gonna  live  out  my  days . ” “ won’t  somebody ,  anybody ,  be  the  leader  of  a  new  regime ? ” “ we  need  the  leader  of  a  new  regime . ”

MOOD  RING .

“ can’t  seem  to  fix  my  mood . ” “ today  it’s  as  dark  as  my  roots . ” “ can’t  seem  to  find  what’s  wrong . ”  “ the  whole  world  is  letting  me  down . ” “ don’t  you  think  the  early  2000′s  seem  so  far  away ?”  “ i  can’t  feel  a  thing . ” “ i  keep  looking  at  my  mood  ring . ” “ i’m  tryna  get  well  from  the  inside . ” “ they’ll  have  what  i  need . ” “ we’ll  keep  dancing  till  the  mood  rings  tell  us  how  we’re  feeling . ” “ take  me  to  some  kinda  place ,  anywhere . ” “ watch  the  sun  set ,  look  back  on  my  life . ” “ i  just  wanna  know ,  will  it  be  alright ? ”

OCEANIC  FEELING .

“ it’s  a  blue  day . ” “ when  i  hit  that  water ,  when  it  holds  me ,  i  think  about  my  father  doing  the  same  thing  when  he  was  a  boy . ” “ we  could  go  fishing . ” “ i  think  you’re  an  angel . ” “ you’re  super  cool . ”  “ i  know  you’re  scared . ” “ but  all  will  be  revealed  in  time . ” “ oh ,  look .  the  rays  are  in  the  bay  now . ” “ can  you  hear  the  waves  and  cicadas  all  around ? ” “ i  can  make  anything  real . ” “ brain  so  hot ,  it’s  a  summer  body . ” “ every  day  is  blue  and  never  cloudy . ” “ don’t  look  down . ” “ will  she  split  a  tab  with  her  lover  and  laugh  at  the  stars  like  her  mother ? ” “ i  don’t  need  her  anymore . ” “ i  got  this  power . ” “ i  just  had  to  breathe  out  and  tune  in . ” “ i  know  you’ll  show  me  how . ” “ i’ll  know  when   it’s  time . ”

[rubylane]

*   𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑  𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐘  𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄  :  𝐏𝐓 𝟏   .     lyric starters from solar power by lorde, change as needed.     part  two.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 .

❛   now  i’m  alone  on  a  windswept  island .  ❜ ❛   caught  in  the  complex  divorce  of  the  seasons .  ❜ ❛   won’t  take  the  call  if  it’s  the  label  or  the  radio .  ❜ ❛   now  if  you're  looking  for  a  savior ,  well  that’s  not  me .  ❜ ❛   you  need  someone  to  take  your  pain  for  you ?  ❜ ❛   well ,  that’s  not  me .  ❜ ❛   ‘cause  we’re  all  broken  and  sad .  ❜ ❛   where  arе  the  dreams  that  we  had ?  ❜ ❛   can’t  find  thе  dreams  that  we  had .  ❜ ❛   let’s  hope  the  sun  will  show  us  the  path .  ❜ ❛   i  just  hope  the  sun  will  show  us  the  path .  ❜ ❛   savior  is  not  me .  ❜

𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 .

❛   i  hate  the  winter ,  can’t  stand  the  cold .  ❜ ❛   when  the  heat  comes ,  something  takes  a  hold .  ❜ ❛   can  i  kick  it ?  yeah ,  i  can .  ❜ ❛   my  cheeks  in  high  color ,  overripe  peaches .  ❜ ❛   no  shirt ,  no  shoes ,  only  my  features .  ❜ ❛   lead  the  boys  and  girls  onto  the  beaches .  ❜ ❛   come  one ,  come  all ,  i’ll  tell  you  my  secrets .  ❜ ❛   i’m  kinda  like  a  prettier  jesus .  ❜ ❛   forget  all  of  thе  tears  that  you’ve  cried .  ❜ ❛   it’s  ovеr .  ❜ ❛   it’s  a  new  state  of  mind .  ❜ ❛   are  you  coming ?  ❜ ❛   the  girls  are  dancing  in  the  sand .  ❜ ❛   i  threw  my  cellular  device  in  the  water .  ❜ ❛   can  you  reach  me ?  no ,  you  can't .  ❜ ❛   turn  it  on  in  a  new  kind  of  bright .  ❜ ❛   come  on  and  let  the  bliss  begin .  ❜ ❛   blink  three  times  when  you  feel  it  kicking  in .  ❜

𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 .

❛   the  room  exploded .  ❜ ❛   i'll  never  be  the  same .  ❜ ❛   that’s  when the doors  swung  open .  ❜ ❛   now  i've  spent  thousands  on  you .  ❜ ❛   i’d  pay  it  all  again .  ❜ ❛   i  don’t  miss  the  poison  arrows  aimed  directly  at  my  head .  ❜ ❛   don’t  want  that  california  lovе .  ❜ ❛   all  that  mystery  and  beauty  gleaned  from  desert  flowers  and  gifted  children .  ❜ ❛   it  got  hard  to  grow  up  with  your  cool  hand  around  my  neck .  ❜ ❛   the  garden  grows  up  in  my  mind  again .  ❜ ❛   it’s  just  a  dream .  ❜ ❛   i  wanna  wake  up .  ❜

𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 .

❛   got  a  wishbone  dryin’  on  the  windowsill  in  my  kitchen .  ❜ ❛   just  in  case  i  wake  up  and  realize  i've  chosen  wrong .  ❜ ❛   i  love  this  life  that  i  have .  ❜ ❛   i  wonder  sometimes  what  i’m  missing .  ❜ ❛   my  hot  blood’s  been  burning  for  so  many  summers  now .  ❜ ❛   it’s  time  to  cool  it  down ,  wherever  that  leads .  ❜ ❛   they  will  fade  like  the  roses .  ❜ ❛   it’ll  all  come  around .  ❜ ❛   maybe  i’m  just  stoned  at  the  nail  salon .  ❜ ❛   got  a  memory  of  waiting  in  your  bed  wearing  only  my  earrings .  ❜ ❛   but  the  sun  has  to  rise .  ❜ ❛   i’m  still  crazy  for  you .  ❜ ❛   ‘cause  all  the  music  you  loved  at  sixteen,  you’ll  grow  out  of .  ❜ ❛   make  it  good .  ❜ ❛   i’d  ride  on  the  carousel  ‘round  and  ‘round  forever  if  i  could .  ❜ ❛   spend  all  the  evenings  you  can  with  the  people  who  raised  you .  ❜ ❛   ‘cause  all  the  times  they  will  change .  ❜

𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 .

❛   to  the  ones  who  came  before  us .  ❜ ❛   we  had  no  idea  the  dreams  we  had  were  far  too  big .  ❜ ❛   and  we  will  walk  together .  ❜ ❛   through  the  halls  of  splendor  where  the  apple  trees  all  grew .  ❜ ❛   you’ll  leave  us  dancing  on  the  fallen  fruit .  ❜ ❛   we’ll  disappear  in  the  cover  of  the  rain .  ❜ ❛   it’s  time  for  us  to  leave .  ❜ ❛   but  how  can  i  love  what  i  know  i  am  going  to  lose ?  ❜ ❛   don’t  make  me  choose .  ❜

𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ( 𝐰𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 ) .

❛   only  having  two  drinks ,  then  leaving .  ❜ ❛   it’s  a  funny  thing .  ❜ ❛   thought  you’d  never  gain  self  control .  ❜ ❛   guess  it’s  been  a  while  since  you  last  said  sorry .  ❜ ❛   you’ve  had  enough .  ❜ ❛   then  you  blink  and  it’s  been  ten  years .  ❜ ❛   growing  up  a  little  at  a  time ,  then ,  all  at  once .  ❜ ❛   everybody  wants  the  best  for  you .  ❜ ❛   but  you’ve  gotta  want  it  for  yourself .  ❜ ❛   you  can  take  ‘em  if  you  want  'em .  ❜ ❛   these  are  just  secrets  from  a  girl  who’s  seen  it  all .  ❜ ❛   remember  all  the  hurt  you  would  feel  when  you  weren’t  desired ?  ❜ ❛   remember  what  you  thought  was  grief  before  you  got  the  call ?  ❜ ❛   you’re  gonna  wince ,  gonna  feel  the  pain  fighting .  ❜ ❛   you’re  gonna  love  again ,  so  just  try  staying  open .  ❜ ❛   and  when  the  time  comes ,  you’ll  fall .  ❜ ❛   they  won’t  let  you  down .  ❜ ❛   do  your  best  to  trust  all  the  rays  of  light .  ❜ ❛   welcome  to  sadness .  ❜ ❛   the  temperature  is  unbearable  until  you  face  it .  ❜ ❛   your  emotional  baggage  can  be  picked  up  at  carousel  number  two .  ❜ ❛   i  will  leave  you  to  it .  ❜ ❛   you'll  be  fine .  ❜ ❛   you  can  stay  as  long  as  you  need  to  get  familiar  with  the  feeling .  ❜ ❛   we  can  go  look  at  the  sunrise  by  euphoria ,  mixed  with  existential  vertigo .  ❜

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐱𝐞 .

❛   if  i  had  to  break  it  down ...  ❜ ❛   i’d  say  it's  the  way  you  love  to  dance .  ❜ ❛   the  flick  of  the  lights  and  the  world  falls  away .  ❜ ❛   our  shapes  in  the  dark  are  the  reason  i’ve  stayed .  ❜ ❛   i  thought  i  was  a  genius .  ❜ ❛   it’s  starting  to  feel  like  all  i  know  how  to  do  is  put  on  a  suit  and  take  it  away .  ❜ ❛   they  fill  up  my  nights  and  then  they  float  away .  ❜ ❛   i’ve  got  hundreds  of  gowns .  ❜ ❛   i’ve  got  paintings  in  frames .  ❜ ❛   [ i’ve  got ]  a  throat  that  fills  with  panic  every  festival  day .  ❜ ❛   i  should’ve  known  when  your  favorite  record  was  the  same  as  my  father's .  ❜ ❛   you’d  take  me  down .  ❜ ❛   i  guess  i’ll  always  be  this  way .  ❜ ❛   but  there ,  by  the  fire ,  you  offered  your  hand .  ❜ ❛   and  as  i  took  it ,  i  loved  you .  ❜ ❛   you  found  me  clean  as  a  pine .  ❜ ❛   we've  been  through  so  many  hard  times .  ❜ ❛   i'm  writing  a  love  song  for  you .  ❜

[officialwittek]

pt. 3

*gif is not mine* 

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8:00 am.

The ringing of my alarm clock wakes me from my sleep. I grab my phone and scroll through the notifications. I look at the time and decide to get my nails done today, I call all my girl friends and ask if they want me to set an appointment for them to. Carly, Corinna and Erin agree, Natalie and Mariah were busy at the moment. I text them to meet at the apartment and call the nail salon. Thankfully they were open for 2 manicures, 2 full sets, and 4 pedicures.

I hop in the shower and rinse off before starting to do some simple makeup. Instead of my usual falsies I just curl my lashes and put some mascara on. I get dressed in a light blue tank top, a white cropped cardigan, and black yoga flared yoga pants with my white Air Forces. I went to the front door and unlocked it so Corinna and Erin could walk right in. I made some coffee and some tea for myself. After about 15 minutes Corinna and Erin showed up. Carly finished getting ready and we hopped into my car. Carly and Erin started vlogging while I quietly sang along to the music.

We finally got there and checked in. I showed the nail technician the photo, I got a medium length coffin shape with a glitter ombre. After about 2 hours our nails were finally done and we headed to get lunch with Nat, Zane, Todd, and Jeff. We grabbed a table at Olive Garden. Jeff “coincidentally” chooses the seat next to me. Jeff and I had always been touchy with each other, so it was no surprise when he instinctively puts his arm around my shoulder. I still felt bad about the other night, but I was fed up and drunk.

“I’m sorry for being an asshole. I understand that it was sort of a dick move to kiss you while I was drunk” I whisper, he looks at me in surprise and smiles

“I got my girl back” He exclaims, hugging me tightly as I laugh

We eat our lunch in relative peace, a few loud moments here and there. After lunch with everyone we decide to head to David’s house. Jeff, Carly, Corinna and Erin came in my car. We drove to David’s house blasting music with the windows rolled down. Our 20 minute journey ended and I parked my car. Corinna, Carly, and Erin exited to give Jeff and I some time to talk.

“Listen I’m sorry about snapping at you last night. I was drunk and upset. I didn’t mean to be such an asshole. But please talk to me as soon as I put you in a situation that makes you uncomfortable. I just hate being ignored, especially by you. Do you forgive me?” I ask, holding my hands out and he quickly hugged me

“You’re right. I should’ve talked to you. It was unfair of me to leave you hanging” Jeff replies, pressing a kiss to the top of my head

“Now, I got my dick grabbers done. Let’s test it” I joke, his loud laughs ring through my car as I unbuckle my seatbelt

The two of us enter the house and Jeff quickly runs to David to tell him what I said. I knew from the wide smile slowly making it’s way across David’s face. He grabs his camera and quickly runs to me.

“Sage why are you so horny all the time? And please tell me you don’t actually call your nails dick grabbers.” He says, I shove my hand in the camera and laugh loudly

“I’m only horny for Jeff get it right bitch” I reply sassily, David laughs loudly and walks away to film some other bets

“Maybe I should make my own channel” I joke, Corinna quickly whips around and screams

“YES PLEASE!! YOU CAN UPLOAD COVERS AND EVERYTHING. I WANNA BE YOUR FIRST SUBSCRIBER” she yells, catching everyone’s attention

“I’ll literally buy you a camera right now” David says, my eyes go wide and I quickly nod

We all pile into our cars and run to Best Buy. David and all our friends walk me through everything. I grab a Canon EOS M50 camera and a tripod for now. I had music equipment at the apartment. David pays for my things as my friends endlessly talk about what kind of videos I should make. Ranging from get ready with me, vlogs when I go to the studio, covers, styling videos, and the occasional challenge. I choose to start with one cover, one get ready with me, and one vlog a week. All our friends offered to teach me everything having to do with running a successful YouTube challenge. We clear the podcast room and have a makeshift recording session. I quickly scroll through my phone and find a song. ‘Gut Feeling’ by Ella Mai ft. H.E.R

‘Something in the walls

Something in your walk looks different

Something deep inside

Got me wondering why I don't understand

Why I can't put my finger on what the fuck is up

What's missing?

You're distant, and I'm spinning...’

“I’m literally speechless because I forget you can sing” Todd comments, my friends clapping

“Private gig! Private gig!” Zane chants, I roll my eyes playfully and put my playlist of my favorite songs on shuffle

After singing for my friends for about 15 minutes we decide it’s time to get ready to go out. David thought it would be a good idea to kill two birds with one stone today, throw a party for me to celebrate me signing with a label and getting content out of our dumbasses. The girls and I squeeze into my car and head to my apartment to get ready.

“Oh my god Corinna I’m so fucking you tonight” I say, watching her try on one of my dresses

“Good, I’ve been alone for too long” she replies, I wink at her and pick out an outfit for Natalie while Carly and Erin raid Carly’s closet

“Nat this is so perfect for you” Corinna compliments, I agree with a nod and go to pick an outfit

I settle on something a little more comfortable since I’m pretty known to blackout easily. I decide on a red spaghetti strap crop top, a white pleated skirt, and my red and white old school Vans with a slightly oversized leather jacket. Natalie, Corinna, and I work on our hair and makeup. I decide on my usual look with my hair in a ponytail. After about an hour we head back to David’s to pregame.

We take shots and I’m pretty tipsy by the time we all get in David’s Tesla. I find my seat on Jeff’s lap. We loudly sing along to David’s music on the way to the club. We all get in and head to the section that David got us. Zane, Toddy, and I instantly gravitate towards the bottles already there. The loud music making me ready to act a fool for David’s vlog. After another three rounds of shots I become one with the music.

“Where the fuck am I?” I joke loudly, somehow I ended up on the floor while Zane danced on me and I smacked his ass

“Ow you bitch” He slurs, I laugh and Todd helps me off the ground

“OHH SAGE” Corinna yells, and there it is.. the familiar beat to ‘Back That Azz Up’

Corinna instantly gets behind me while I twerk on her. Everyone in our section forming a circle. I spot Natalie on the couch and I walk over to her before giving her a lap dance. David films her reaction while Jason hands her a bunch of singles. She throws it on me while I dance. The mixture of alcohol and music making me lose myself. The song ends and I’m a little sad. Although the universe instantly answers my prayers and I hear the beginning to ‘Panoramic’. This time I decide to dance with Jeff.

“You ready bub?” I ask, he looks at me nervously

“Huh? Oh my-” Jeff replies, I bend over and start dancing again

After a few seconds he quickly finds himself dancing with me as best as he can. Our friends scream as he gains confidence. He pulls me up by my neck, leaving a hand there as he pours the vodka in my mouth. I swallow and turn so Corinna can grind on me. I feel someone behind me and turn to see Natalie. The three of us forming a chain. Which we keep up depending on the song. After two hours David taps me on the shoulder

“Alright guys, let’s go back to my place. It’s getting a little stuffy in here” I nod and hand Jeff my things

I find myself in the passenger seat. Never a good thing in David’s vlogs. Somehow Zane had walked out with a full bottle of vodka and we were all passing it around. Before driving David turns his camera on and I’m too drunk to listen to reason

“David.. I’m so drunk” I yell above the music, he laughs and turns the camera so I’m more in view

“Is there anything we should ask Sage since I think she’s the most drunk here” David says, turning the music down as our friends fall quiet to think

“Sage what are your thoughts on Jeff getting a boner after you danced on him” Mariah asks, I laugh loudly and hiccup

“My thoughts? Head empty, no thoughts” I reply, they laugh and continue asking me questions

“Sage if you were a man for a day what would you do?” Jason asks, also recording me

“Dude I’d honestly try to have a threesome with Natalie and Corinna” I reply, he laughs before replying

“You try to do that now” He says, our friends laughing loudly

The car ride seems like it went on forever. Finally we ended up at David’s house, I quickly run to the fridge and grab water. Wanting to sober up a little bit because I felt too out of control of my body. I chug the water and throw the empty bottle into the recycling bin. Jeff walks over to me and hugs me from behind. I smile lazily and sway to the music David is playing.

“Can we get DoorDash please” I whine, the group instantly nods while Jeff and I walk over to the group

“Get a room you two” Carly jokes, watching me cling onto Jeff while he sat me down

“I fucking wish” I say, quietly sipping my water as Natalie takes everyone’s McDonald’s orders

I decided on a 20 piece chicken mcnuggets with sweet and sour sauce and a Sprite. I blush as Jeff’s hands find themselves on my thigh. It’s no secret that I’m high key attracted to Jeff, but it recently started becoming real that I actually have a crush on my best friend. I realize that all the girls were looking at me and my face turned bright red. They shared looks before pulling me off the couch and taking me outside.

“You have a real fucking crush on Jeff don’t you” Mariah says, the girls crowd around me as I laugh

“I need a fucking joint, yes I do ok” I confess, they scream and jump around and I can already see the guys heading out to see what all the commotion is about

“What’s going on out here ladies?” Todd asks, wrapping his arms around Natalie and Jeff came next to me and thankfully it was pitch black and he couldn’t see the blush spreading across my face

“God I need to smoke so bad what the fuck is wrong with me” I mumble, Jeff hears me and pulls a preroll out of his pocket

“Let’s go, princess” He says, asking our other friends if they want to join, Zane and Todd agree and we sit on the couch outside and smoke a little bit

After we finished the pre-roll I head back over to the girls. We continue talking and they encourage me to talk to him about it. Apparently he has an actual crush on me too. I brush them off the but the substances in my system were giving me too much courage.

“No no... I’ll think about it when I’m sober” I say, they all agree and we go back into the house

“Ok guys I think I’m gonna head out” I say, I had a few more drinks with Zane and Heath so I was back to being drunk and a little high

“You are not driving home like this” Dave says, I nod and look around. Carly left a while ago since her and Erin had a meeting in the morning and I didn’t want to disturb her because I knew I would be loud when I got home

“I’ll take her, I should head out anyways” Jeff replies, I grin and collect my things and grab a water from the fridge for the road

“Can I stay over? I miss Nerf and I can’t go to my apartment since Carly has something important in the morning and I don’t want to disturb her” I say, he nods with a big smile

“Sure thing princess. We’ll stop by the store and grab some makeup remover and face wash” He said, driving to the nearest CVS

After our quick run to the store we finally arrived at his apartment. We got in and I walk over to the fridge and get a water. I hear Nerf’s claws on the floor and crouch down. After petting him for about five minutes Jeff comes out with a shirt and some boxers. I smile gratefully and head to the bathroom.

I take my makeup off and wash my face. I change into the shirt and boxers and head out. I make myself comfortable on the couch while Jeff changes. He walks out and shakes his head

“No, your back and neck are going to be sore. Just share the bed with me” He said, I look at him skeptically but nod

“Finally, thank god I shaved recently” I joke, he laughs loudly as he shuts the door

“I’m not that tired, you wanna watch a movie?” He asks, turning the TV on I nod and let him pick while I make myself comfortable with Nerf

Halfway through the movie I start drifting off, resting my head on Jeff’s chest.

“Goodnight princess” He said, pressing a kiss to my head before turning the movie off

“Goodnight.. I love you” I mumble, not noticing the look on Jeff’s face

[ghinanotlinetti]

‘Solar Power’ by Lorde saved my life

Where do I even begin to express my admiration for Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor...

When I was fifteen or sixteen listening to Pure Heroin, I knew I wanted to write. I felt her music speak to me in a way that made me think she could be my dearest friend because my emotions felt seen. When Melodrama dropped and I was a second year university student, I was so drawn to the music and lyrics because of the hints of excitement, adventure, high emotions from great sadness to blissful happiness. I’m now in my twenty-somethings, a different person, and her music spoke to me again.

Often people are drawn to explorations of the coming-of-age genre, which leaves less intrigue for the of-age genre - the era that comes after, the one people dread to talk about openly because it’s not what we expect, but Lorde dared to go there. She talks about how some of us don’t have dreams anymore, some of us are still figuring it out, some of us have seen through our past accomplishments only to realise that it’s not as fulfilling as it could be. We feel hollow, but we still have hope to hold on to. It’s perfectly expressed in this line from Mood Ring, a satirical and empathetic song:

I just wanna know, will it be alright? (Take me to some kinda—) Take me to some kinda place (Anywhere)

We can never go back to our “happier” times like the early 2000s, but when we truly think about it, those were dark times too. So what now?

I'd ride and I'd ride on the carousel 'Round and 'round forever if I could But it's time to cool it down Whatever that means

There’s a reoccurring theme of drug use in Lorde’s newest studio album, like in the song Stoned at the Nail Salon, obviously and the line above from the song talks about the pleasure of drug use preventing her from moving on to the next phase in life. It’s funny and insane because, although I did look forward to this phase of my life that I’m currently in, I’m here now and I dread it because I don’t know what to do. I can’t will things to go my way, and it’s frustrating. But does that mean I can’t let myself enjoy things? Absolutely not. I enjoy my life, not because it’s the perfect life but because it’s mine.

Couldn't wait to turn fifteen Then you blink and it's been ten years Growing up a little at a time, then all at once Everybody wants the best for you But you gotta want it for yourself, my love

I’m in love with this pre-chorus from Secrets from a Girl (Who’s Seen it All). It felt like a hug from the moment I listened to it, and I felt so comforted. I really needed that! There’s so many beautiful moments to look forward to in our lives, and we need to be here to experience them.

I’ve always been a sensitive soul, I thought I felt things too much which made me different, and I didn’t like that in the past because I wanted to blend in. But now more than ever, I truly appreciate those tender qualities in people and myself - vulnerability, sincerity, authenticity - these are qualities that each one of us finds within ourselves.

There’s a negative connotation behind “biasa aja” or “ordinary” because mediocre doesn’t get enough praise. But there’s something spiritually satisfying in living life with ease, taking your time - “mendengar hidup dengan pelan” - it’s all we could ever really hope for. 

So that’s what I think about Solar Power, which is a great album and deserves all the praise. Thank you Lorde Ella Yelich-O’Connor, I’m in love with you and your music! 💕

[thegreatimpersonator]

Hey! So this is the same anon as before. I just wanna say that what I meant was that I didnt love Folklore on the first listen..or at least the second half. I mainly preferred the upbeat songs..The 1, Mirrorball, The Last Great American Dynasty and Invisible String, and Cardigan and Mad Woman..maybe Exile from the 1st listen. Now I guess I was surprised cuz I loved Lover from the first listen and it was sort of a different style. I was expecting more instruments than it has..instead of like slow and acoustic with a similar sound..so something kinda similar to Red I guess so it was just different..and for some reason I kept waiting for it to pick up lol. Then there was Betty which to me seemed totally random and I didnt really like it..idk.But I will say that unless a slow song has some personal meaning to me then I do mostly prefer upbeat songs and dont feel like listening to slow songs that much. This is kinda a problem with Illicit Affairs and some songs on Evermore for me. So after a while I was able to figure out what the songs mean to me..and with some songs on Folklore they can have different meanings in the lyrics or interpretations and I love that I can analyze it. So of course I liked it after a few days listening and I can still sometimes find new meaning of lyrics. You're kinda right though that I would only do that with Taylor or other artists I love. So idk but lyrics are always the most important to me too and once I really listened to Solar Power and figured out what she was trying to say I liked it more and there are some lyrics that I relate to but sometimes it doesnt apply to the whole song but I still like it. Oceanic Feeling and Secrets From a Girl are my favorites and I also relate to parts of Man With an Axe and Stoned at the Nail Salon..and I also like Fallen Fruit..but just because its catchy. I also really loved Halseys album sonically and I think she has some interesting lyrics too.

Completely agree with you on that, especially on the lyrics part for halsey - I think I've ever come across a song from them that's lyrically flat, like she always invokes a vivid image with her songs and that's one of the main reasons why I began listening to their stuff in the first place!! And with lover, I think I expected a sort of 1989 2.0 if that makes sense? After me! I was like, she's definitely going in the shake it off/ootw direction, and honestly it wasn't too far from that, I'm convinced Cruel summer, dbatc and London Boy all had the potential to be massive hits if released as singles!! With lorde, I think I was put off by the aesthetic so I didn't try to get into the lyrical aspect of the record, and I do plan on paying attention to it sometime later but rn....I'm still bopping to I am not a woman i'm a god woot

[latetaektalk]

hiiiiiii 🥰

ahh well, I’ll definitely let you know once I get around to reading it!! omg, never let me go is so bleak, so yah, you’ll love it if you love a good cry, like me hehe!

spirited away is literally like no other movie I’ve ever seen, and I was on the fence on whether to give it 4 or 5 stars, I think really it’s a 4.5 but there’s no half a star emoji haha. I’ve had family over so only half way through howl’s moving castle but I love it so far, so think it’ll be highly rated!

eeeek a fellow marvel fan!!!! I frickin love anything fantasy, LOTR, HP ⚡️ so, I don’t have favourites of anything, I’m so so indecisive, but a few of my favourites are cappie winter soldier, (probably the first marvel movie I really loved), thor ragnarok, GOTG, infinity war, civil war, black panther, spiderman. also the disney+ show wandavision is so good! I love scarlet witch 🧙‍♀️ also, I know it’s not marvel, but frickin love into the spider-verse!!! what’s your favourite marvel movie?? and what are your favourite movies in general?

hmm, good question… my favourite lego set is probably my new york set, it’s the first one I made during lockdown and it brought me joy during a bad time!

ah I was so waiting for a good time when I heard the title for the song, and when I listened to it, I was like, I should have known it was gonna be a sad girl summer. I haven’t, I’ll definitely check it out. I love hot ones interviews, did you see olivia rodrigo’s one, it was so funny! I love billie eilish’s new song, happier than ever, but I still need to listen to her new album!

I’ve always wanted to play piano, do you still play? yeah, I really hope she does!! but even if she doesn’t, fans always come through and do amazing versions themselves on youtube, but it would be awesome if she did official versions !!

speak soon, 🦋.

hello love !!

i definitely love a good cry, so im looking forward to getting it !! be ready for me to rant a bunch to you when i finish it!! and yes oh my god spirited away has a special place in my heart 💕 i watched that film during different stages of my life, and ive just grown such an appreciation for it! and im glad youre enjoying howl's moving castle! i really love that film too,,, in general im just in love with every ghibli film asdfsa also! i hope you had a great time with your family !!

ahhhh i see your a fantasy lover!! im not gonna lie, im not much of a fantasy fan and also havent actually finished the harry potter books/films but im always amazed by the people that are! i just know i wont be able to remember all of the lore 🤧 marvel lore is already enough for me sadfas and ahhh your taste is just ✨✨ im happy to hear that youre enjoying wandervision !! i dont have disney+ so i havent actually watched it yet,,, but im glad you like it! and oh my god i still gotta watch the spider-verse too asdf ive been so lazy with watching things these days lmao and even tho i agree with you that its impossible to choose any favourites, i do think that the first GOTG film is my favourite! its pretty much the first marvel film i ever saw and i just fell in love 💘💘 and aside from the marvel films, i really love romcoms !! my favourites are probably 500 days of summer and about time! both have a very special place in my heart because theyre just so goddamn great 💓 i also absolutely love the ocean's films !!! i think ive rewatched these films about a dozen of times now,, like whenever i dont know what to watch ill put it on! and obviously also spirited away ✨

ohh i see !! i just googled it and the set is so pretty! im glad to hear that it brought you joy during a bad time!!

and yeah stoned at the nail salon could have either been a really happy or sad song,,, and honestly with lorde i was expecting the latter LMAO and yes please do check it out!! it was a lot of fun!! and yeah ive seen olivia's hot ones interview !! now that lorde and olivia have done it im just waiting for a certain miss taylor swift to do it too to finish off the trio 👀 and right! i gotta listen to billie's new album too!! i really enjoyed her first album, so hopefully ill get around to listening to it soon! have you listened to it now? if so, what are your thoughts?

no, i quit around two years ago,, to be honest, i never wanted to learn in the first place asfds i was kinda forced into it by my parents rip and never really developed much of a passion for it 🤧 but if you wanna play piano, im sure you can teach yourself !! i feel like piano is a rather easy to learn, at least compared to other instruments! have you looked into that maybe? and if you dont wanna teach yourself, taking a couple lessons and learning the basics should be enough for most people !! i hope you get to around learning the piano one day !! im sure youll enjoy it because it really is a beautiful instrument 💘

anyway, please have a nice day love!! love you lots 💓

[mandelene]

Can I request Amelia and Madeline having a girl's night out or just doing sisterly things? Gimme that "Gossips while painting their nails" vibe ig lol (Love your writing)

Thanks so much! 😘   Here’s what I wrote! 

Sisterly Outing Word Count: 970

“What color are you thinking of getting?”

Madeline takes a long look at the wall of nail polishes at the back of the salon and says, “Maybe an autumn color since summer’s almost over? I was picturing plum or wine.” 

 Amelia nods in agreement and then plucks a burnt orange color off the wall. “I was thinking of pumpkin spice or cinnamon for myself.” 

“Of course. Why am I not surprised?” Maddie laughs. “Sparkles or no sparkles?”  

“No sparkles. I’m trying to go for a more sophisticated look.” 

“Hmm, yeah, I think I’ll go with just regular glossy polish.”

After debating between two shades of wine, one with a more purple undertone and one that’s more of a dark red, Maddie chooses the purple one and follows Amelia over to the recliners at the pedicure station. They sit next to one another and throw their feet up while two nail techs go about filling up the foot basins with warm water and calming lavender bath salts.

Although they only get professional manicures and pedicures done together just a few times a year, Maddie always secretly looks forward to them. She would never go out of her way to get her nails done alone, but with Amelia, it’s always a relaxing process. Her sister never fails to entertain her, and given that Maddie isn’t too close with any of her female friends, Amelia is generally the only person she can experience a “girls’ day out” with.

Once the nail techs tell them they can lower their feet into the water, Amelia leans back with a sigh and begins to spill the tea she has accumulated. “Do you remember that girl, Emma, who used to live on Amsterdam Avenue and was on the volleyball team in high school?”

“The girl with green eyes and short blonde hair?” 

“Yeah, her. Guess who she just got engaged to.” 

“I dunno. Tell me.” 

“Sam Garcia, the dude who played the clarinet in the band.” 

“But I thought Sam was gay.” 

“RIGHT?!? That’s what we all thought, but apparently he’s not!” Amelia says, pulling out her phone to provide photographic evidence from Instagram. And sure enough, there’s Emma in the Swiss Alps, with a beautiful diamond ring on her finger and Sam Garcia down on one knee. How are people already getting married in their early twenties? Marriage still seems like a far-fetched fantasy to Maddie. She’s never even brought an adult man home yet. 

“Wow, she looks so pretty. And they look really happy together.”

“Yeah, no, I totally agree. I’m so happy for them. They’re really cute. I’m just a little shook, you know? Like, given that our parents are gay, I feel like I have a good read on these sorts of things normally, but I guess I was wrong.”

Maddie’s nail tech then lifts her left foot and starts rubbing at it with a disposable pumice stone, which tickles a little and makes her squirm slightly.

Amelia scrolls through her phone some more and then sets it down. “Anyway, I haven’t posted on Instagram in like three weeks, which is a long time for me.”

“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve posted anything in half a year.”

“Your Instagram is so cute—like a mom’s Instagram. All you do is post holiday pictures of our family.” 

“Well, yeah, I don’t really know what else I would share, honestly,” Maddie says with a small blush. She’s never been a big fan of worrying about the life she portrays on social media. “…But anyway, I’ve been meaning to ask you if you noticed that Dad’s been acting weird lately?” 

“Weird how? Dad’s always acting weird.” 

Maddie shrugs her shoulders as the nail tech starts filing her toenails. “Like he’s up to something.” 

“Ooooh! I know what you’re talking about. Don’t worry, he’s not having an affair -- I already asked him about it last week and he yelled at me for even suggesting it. He was all like, ‘Why would I have a bloody affair after being married for nearly twenty-five years?’ and I was like, ‘I dunno, married couples get bored. Maybe Papa just doesn’t do it for you anymore, and you wanted to spice things up’ and then he was like, ‘I beg your pardon?’ and he got really red in the face like he always does,” Amelia explains with an airy laugh. “Anyway, turns out he’s just planning a surprise trip to take Papa to the Bahamas for their wedding anniversary, but you didn’t hear it from me because I was supposed to swear not to tell anyone.”

Since when has Dad ever tried to be romantic like that before? Usually, Papa is the one who does all of the trip planning. Maddie’s genuinely shocked. “Aww, when’s he gonna tell him?” 

“He wouldn’t tell me that, but probably soon—like in the next week or so. He’s already bought the plane tickets and booked the hotel and everything. It’s not fair – I wanna go to the Bahamas!” 

“It’s their wedding anniversary, Amelia. They want to have some alone time to enjoy it.” 

“I know, but they still could have invited us. We could’ve done our own thing and stayed out of their way.” 

“But it would have been less intimate. No one wants their kids around for something like that.” 

“It’s not like we’re twelve. We’re twenty-two, so I think it’s safe to say we know how to respect someone’s space.” 

“Still,” Madeline says in their parents’ defense. She understands. 

“Whatever, don’t worry about it because once I get a pay raise, we can take a sisterly trip to the Bahamas by ourselves,” Amelia continues with a huff and a hair toss. 

Maddie would like that.

She’d go to the other end of the Earth with her sister if she asked her to.

[brooklynislandgirl]

{I probably shouldn't and of course you may ignore the fuck out of me, but...BUT randomize me lady} Make Me Feel

Make Me Feel || Accepting

3. My muse is forcefully taken from yours{ @nolegacies for honourable mention}

Dreams in the Witch House

The cream for her coffee is curdled.Drops into the cup in sullen little plops that instinctively turn her stomach and she pours the whole thing into the sink. Rinses it out, trying not to cringe, and fixes a new cup.It’s fine. It’s Monday. She’s barely out of bed and the sun hasn’t broken through the cloud cover. She doesn’t know how Anakin can sit at the little kitchen table, wrapped up in his coat and scarves when there’s already a single bead of sweat racing down her spine and she was born on a tropical island.

“The Old Ways,” she yawns and takes a sip of her cup, “are dying, Anakin. An’ wheddah or no ya wan be…ya…ya conscripted into a war t’ save it. Ya choices, ones ya gonna have t’ make…dey gonna rest squarely in ya hands. No can tell ya f’ do, jus’ here as a…guide. A…mentor.”She glances down at the mangled one that sits cradled close to the warmth of his cup. There’s something nagging about the fact that he’s drinking chicory coffee. Something about it sparks a shiver up her spine and she can’t quite put a finger on it.

She doesn’t even remember buying any, but there it is, the smell distinct. Her gaze slides away from him for a moment, maybe two and surreptitiously glances around the kitchen. Nothing else seems odd, or out of place. The air is still, though there’s an underlying hum of electricity to it, the calm before the storm. She doesn’t like it, and starts to prowl behind him.

A knife, long and wicked and slightly curved in the blade, comes into her hand from parts unknown, there’s no way she should have been able to hide it in the next to nothing she’s wearing. Her other hand rests on the back of his neck, slides down to his shoulder because…that feels a little off too. He’s in no danger from her, something he needs to understand, and all of this…the conversation without preamble, the weapon in hand, it’s all part of the greater mystery and yet there’s an undefined urgency.

The explanation is not long in coming, happens before he even gets a chance to use that Southern Boy charm on her.The light in the kitchen dims. A shadow falls on both of them from behind. Almost in slow motion, she turns, still protectively hanging onto the young man at the table.“You.”The surprise in her voice holds an edge when the single-word hisses out. She gets no reply. An arm, nearly as thick as Anakin is wide, snakes around her throat. The dagger clatters to the ground as she’s yanked back from him, off her feet. Dragged up by several inches.By the time Anakin turns around, her feet dangle uselessly, her wide eyes show a remarkable spark of fear in their depths as her fingers glance off flesh, leaving bloody rents in the wake of her nails. Exposing a hint of metal and wiring that is impossible for a human being to possess, unlike his own haphazardly attended injury of pins and wire. Tattoos or something of the sort cover a lot of the skin she’s clawing at.The man holding her is incredibly tall, taller than Anakin by a bit, and nearly twice his breadth. Face like hewn granite, close-cropped blonde hair. Mirror-shade sunglasses cover his eyes but can’t hide the minute and occasional flash of red.She gets one breath.“RUN!”The sickening crunch that follows….was her neck.~*~

She knows the clothes are stiff and bother him. She can see out of the corner of her eyes that he’s picking at seams, fidgeting in them, avoiding eye-contact with most of the patrons here. He stands by her side, maybe a little behind, his damaged hand either in his pocket, or carefully concealed at the small of her back between the lace barrier her dress makes between her skin and his, and the chiffon scarf that glides down the back of the dress from her shoulders, a Vera Wang signature. She doesn’t want to be here any more than he does, but the future of her clinic rests not only on her financial contributions but also that of the elite Society of the city, and their generous natures. So she makes nice. Makes small talk. She introduces Anakin as a friend and every so often one can catch the pursed lips or raised eyebrows at just what they take that to mean. He’s clearly younger than she is, and as a single woman…

“Le’em talk stink. Mos’ of dem don’ wanna be wid deir wives or husband anyway, an’ I can tell ya dat dat blonde in da blue dress? No’ da real Missus Senator Chevalier.”She smiles at him brighter than the chandeliers, and occasionally presses a champagne cocktail into his empty hand. She much prefers sazeracs or straight up vodka and cranberry juice. The rented out riverboat is full of people, too close, too loud, too everything. They are pressed in on all sides, and after a while the thrill of gambling loses its appeal.

It’s his turn to throw, and she watches him look at the dice in his hand. There’s something decidedly un-Beth-like the way she blows over them for ‘luck’, and she looks up at him with a feline gaze.They never find out if Anakin wins or loses.

The doors of the salon break come splintering inward with a deafening roar, and five armoured paramilitaries carrying standard issue weapons step in. 

Implanted HUDs in their eyes, inserted in the growth tank at the same time their entire circulatory system was replaced with advanced ‘wet’ nano-machinery glint in the confusion. Men in Black. Tactical clones. A man steps out in front of them, weapon raised, wearing an armoured vest over a black business suit. For a moment there’s shocked silence as the Union agents and certain patrons glare at each other. Everyone stops, slack-jawed and frozen, before the screaming starts.All hell breaks loose.Beth doesn’t explain to him when the fangs and claws come out. Or the shooting starts. Certain members of security ~she knows they’re leeches, but you sometimes make deals with the devils you know~ use illegal arms, and she drags Anakin down behind the craps table for cover. But the technocrats are faster by milliseconds and a round goes right through her shoulder.

“Fuck!” The first actual swear word he’s ever heard come out of her mouth.Primium flechettes miraculously miss panicking businessmen, government officials, trophy wives and husbands by millimetres even as they seek to use the crowd as cover. Others, like Beth, are not so lucky, being targeted by precisely engineered Technocratic hardware, and trigger-happy undead monsters. She lifts her hand up to her shoulder, bright red blood pouring out of the wound and ruining the delicate dress, and she smears her fingers with it, warm and coagulating. Her hand comes onto the wood of the table where she draws some kind of arcane sigil that seems to pry at the edges of his sanity, and mutters words in her native tongue.Soft features edged with excruciating pain turn to him as Beth grabs him by the shoulders. Shakes him not kindly, not gently. “WAKE UP!”

But it’s a little too late when she explodes in a mist of red, chunks of bone and brain tissue and other viscera showering his face.The man with the granite-jaw and close cropped hair smiles at him from across the room and chambers another round.

~*~

The cream for her coffee is curdled.Drops into the cup in sullen little plops that instinctively turn her stomach and she pours the whole thing into the sink. Rinses it out, trying not to cringe, and fixes a new cup.It’s fine. It’s Monday.

She’s barely out of bed and the sun hasn’t broken through the cloud cover. She doesn’t know how Anakin can sit at the little kitchen table, wrapped up in his coat and scarves when there’s already a single bead of sweat racing down her spine and she was born on a tropical island.

“Anakin? You…you okay? Look like some kine cat drag in an’ hork up all over da carpet. Mebbe sleep bad?”

Before he can quite answer her if he was inclined, there’s a tap at the kitchen door, a shadow falling on the small curtained window in it. Her brows knit leaving little worry lines in her forehead. Clearly she isn’t expecting company, or patients, today. Right now.Barefoot, she pads toward the door, and opens it.The man in the doorway easily clears over six and a half feet. Almost half that wide judging by the way the black suit crosses his shoulder. Mirrored sunglasses sit on the bridge of a straight nose surrounded by sharp cheeks and a jaw like stone and below close-cropped blonde hair. Piercing blue eyes look right Anakin for too long a moment before everything softens.She makes a sharp sound, the bastard child of a gasp and a shriek and she bodily rushes at him.No…No. No knives, no claws that she can’t possibly have. No bullet wounds. Her arms wrap around the man’s neck and his around her waist. Anakin is treated to a vision of her tiny body lifted almost a foot off the ground in all of this, the hem of her nightgown flirting with the backs of her thighs, and the hideous shark bite that she takes great pains to hide exposed to his view.

“You!”

The man finally says something, a painfully proper British accent on his lips.“Hey, Izzy. How’s my favourite sister?”

[leos-regression-cove]

All The Lessons I Never Learned

25. Mani-Pedi

Synopsis: Loki takes Thor to get his nails done with his friend, Verity Willis.

Word count: 1,679

Stand Alone?: yes

Warnings: Lokius romance mentioned

Notes: In case you haven't read the Agent of Asgard comics, don't worry too much. I didn't go too much into Verity's character here, in this chapter she's just sort of someone for Loki to bounce words off of. I plan on using her more in the future, but just as a secondary recurring character. She won't be in every chapter or take on a role much larger than this. Here's a link to her wiki page if you're interested. https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Verity_Willis_(Earth-616)

Read it on AO3!

“Are you sure you don’t just want me to call Mobius so you can go see Sylvie?” Loki asked.

“No, I wanna go!” Thor whined. 

“I don’t know if you’re big enough to go.” he reasoned, while cutting up and feeding the little his breakfast. 

Thor frowned at this.

“Did mother ever take you to get your nails done?” 

He nodded seriously. 

“Well… then maybe you can come with me…”

“Sorry I’m late,” Loki apologetically said as he strided through the automatic doors of the mall with his hands in his pockets while Thor grabbed his arm, clinging to it. 

The woman he was talking to shrugged, even though it was obvious that she didn’t like having to wait and had spent the time scrolling through her phone in the seating area instead of looking through stores. 

“I’ve been busy,” Loki continued, ignoring her. 

“I’ve heard-- is this Thor? Hi buddy!” She was trying very hard to be nice and not sound awkward. 

Thor said “hello” quietly, but offered no more, trying to be on his best behavior for Loki, and clinging close to him. 

“Thor, this is my friend, Verity.” 

Thor nodded and looked her up and down, observing her tattoo sleeves, unnaturally-- nearly purple --red hair, and glasses. She didn’t look like someone Thor had imagined his brother to be hanging out with. 

When adults had friends, as far as he was aware, they wore shirts with collars, or pencil skirts and heels. With the one exception being Frigga’s friends who wore fancy hats or elegant dresses and ballet flats. Regardless, Verity was the first person Thor had met who had been introduced as an adult family friend and did not immediately click into this stereotype. 

As the little processed this, the adults had some small talk. Then Verity opened the glass door, and led them into the nail salon. 

Loki showed his brother to their seats and sat in between him and Verity, but not before he helped the little one with his shoes and got him comfortable in the chair, reminding him that it’ll be a while before he can get up again. 

Thor nodded and sat down. 

Not long after, the adults began to talk. For the first couple minutes of this, Thor tried to listen and sometimes get a word in. Verity even asked him a couple questions even though Loki was quick to turn the conversation back to himself. 

When Thor went quiet, it wasn’t because he was bored or felt socially rejected from the conversation, he was distracted by the uncomfortable feeling of someone clipping his nails and using an aggressive pumice stone on the soles of his feet. He did his best to resist the urge to pull away or even kick. 

Loki eventually looked over at him, as the preschooler squirmed and struggled to stay still, stifling an awkward noise. 

Verity tapped Loki’s arm when he made it, getting his attention and silently telling him to shut up for a second. 

“Thor, are you doing okay, bud?” she asked clumsily. 

Thor gripped the sides of the chair, uncomfortable and trying not to move. 

“Did you bring him something to play with?”

“Something to play with?” Loki repeated. “No?” 

“Oh my god-- gosh. How long have you been doing this again?” 

“A month.”

“Jeez, I thought you would’ve at least earned the basics by now.” 

“What would you have done? It was tough just getting on the bus to get here.” 

“Right now, I’d do this:” she reached into her bag next to her and pulled something out and then pressed a few buttons on her phone before handing the little her phone and a pair of headphones. 

“What is that he’s watching?” 

She shrugged. “It’s a game I keep on there.” 

Loki looked over at his brother who kept still while solving some basic puzzles. Not anything too crazy, just a swiping game where he needed to cut strings in order to feed a small monster. 

Now that the little was occupied and uninterested in what anyone around him was doing, Verity and Loki began to catch up about life and how things were going, between her freelancing and remote work and the new sort of social endeavors he was getting into, which sharply differed from his previous nightlife. 

“Sounds like you really like this Mobius guy,” she suddenly said, interrupting Loki’s rambles during a breath. 

“He’s my boss,” Loki sighed, sinking down into the chair. 

“Ooh, how scandalous.”

“Not like that! I don’t like him like that! He’s old and has this little who’s a nightmare and a half of a spoiled brat.”

“You sound like a flustered school kid. What’re you gonna do? Go tug on his pigtails? Trip him in the halls so he’ll notice you?”

“No! I have no time for romance! I’m practically a parent now!” 

“You have time to sit here with me and gossip.”

“I swear. The minute my nails set I am never calling you again.” 

“That’s a lie.”

“Thor,” Loki tapped the little’s arm, “what color are you going to get?” 

Thor slowly took off his headphones. “Hm?” 

“We’re going to paint your nails. What color do you want?” 

Thor looked at the wall of colors across the room and began to chew on his fingers, until Loki reached over and stopped him. “Shall we get a closer look?” 

Although it was a little frowned upon, he got up and brought Thor with him to look at the colors, help him read the names, and try with the numbers. 

“So which one are you thinking of for your toes?” 

Thor excitedly grinned and pointed at a deep red color. 

“That one’s nice…” Loki agreed. “It’s a very pretty red. We’ll have to remember that number: 92. Can you remember that?” 

“Red,” Thor repeated.

“And 92. That’s a big number for you.” 

“92… Bubba, What do you get?” he curiously asked. 

There was a short pause before Loki answered. “I like this one,” he said, picking out a glossy black. “Number 63. I’ll need to remember that one.”

Thor wrinkled up his nose and shrugged in an unsure manner. 

“Black again? Come on! You have a kid now! Get something fun!” Verity rebuked.

Loki turned back to the board of colors and the little next to him. “What do you think?” he asked.

Thor sucked in his lips as he looked up at the wall, and then back at Loki before pointing to a grayish blue. 

Loki raised an eyebrow. “Do you have a second choice?” 

This time, Thor pointed to a silver. 

“If I need to do something colorful, I think I should do this one,” Loki suggested, holding up a sparkling forest green. 

Both Thor and Verity seemed to at least approve of that. 

31. Loki thought to himself, looking at the sticker underneath the sample and seriously considering the possibility of picking a color other than black for the first time since… ever. He almost felt nervous letting the numbers leave his mouth when asked what color he’d like. It almost gave him this happy, excited, rush when he thought about having sparkly, colorful, nails, almost in the same way painting them black for the first time did, even though he tried to hide it. 

Thor was much less good at hiding this excitement, looking up from Verity’s phone to watch as a nail technician applied a coat of the glossy red and almost squealing in excitement.

“It’s going to be really fun getting him to sit still for a manicure,” Verity observed. 

Loki pressed his mouth into a thin line as he considered that. 

Shockingly though, he was much more talkative previously (largely because he could no longer play with Verity’s phone) and tried to strike up conversation with his manicurist about his school, his toys, and his brother.

“Oh my gosh look at him,” Verity smiled. “He’s so cute…? I don’t know… what do you say about littles without sounding weird? He’s very… well mannered.”

“You can say ‘cute’ and ‘well mannered’ after you babysit,” Loki told her. 

“Loki! Look at my nails!” Thor grinned as he held up his silver fingertips. “What’s yours?”

“I got…”-- Loki waited for the drying machine to beep--”gold! It’s almost like we match!” 

Thor frowned. “I don’t want to match…” 

“Oh…” Loki tried to look as if he were really pondering this problem. “Well… hmm. What if we say that we don’t match? Since we got different colors, if no one points it out, then no one will notice.”

Thor shook his head, obviously not buying that. 

“Verity, what color did you get?” Loki asked, hoping maybe that could offset it. 

“Purple,” she answered, holding up a glossy set of painted nails instead of a glittery or metallic effect like Loki and Thor had gotten respectively.

“See? Verity has different nails than either of us, and mine are different from yours!” 

But Thor would not be convinced by this. “You copied me,” he accused him.

“Perhaps, but it’s simply because you have such good taste,” Loki tried. 

But Thor would not be having it.

Loki heaved a sigh and looked over at Verity as if to ask if he really had to do this.

She shrugged, leading Loki to take a deep breath and ask if he could please actually have black instead, almost hanging his head as the manicurist scrubbed off the newly applied glittering gold. 

After Verity paid for her portion of the visit, Loki reluctantly, after being told they won’t take tabs from him anymore, paid for both himself and Thor. Then, they cordially said goodbyes, set a date for next time, and walked in separate directions.

“So?” Loki asked. “What do you think about Verity?”

“Are you going to marry her?” 

“… No?”

“Why not?”

“‘Why not’? Because she’s my friend… and she only dates women.” 

“Oh.” Thor sounded a little bit disappointed.

“Do you like her?” Loki curiously prodded back.

Thor nodded. 

“Well, we’ll see her again soon. Maybe we'll take her dinner sometime.”

[thehuntress-rose]

canrose, sanelle, the seesters, romas

Canrose - Ivy by Taylor Swift

Oh, I can't Stop you putting roots in my dreamland My house of stone, your ivy grows And now I'm covered in you And I'm covered in you

So yeah, it's a fire It's a goddamn blaze in the dark And you started it

This is my gay yearning song that is not really canon but could be so cute. But I will admit, sometimes Candace be doing things and Rose is just "Hope that doesn't awaken anything in me." But I really think this song is about a married (straight) woman falling in love and having an affair with another woman and it takes over her heart and soul. It's just nice. Probably one of my faves on folklore. Anyway, gay song for Canrose bc it's a lil 💅

https://open.spotify.com/track/19CSr8rwW05VJL2F91KFNK?si=fc25c132361d4a00

Sanelle - Stoned at the Nail Salon by Lorde

Got a wishbone dryin' on the windowsill in my kitchen Just in case I wake up and realize I've chosen wrong I love this life that I have, the vine hangin' over the door And the dog who comes when I call, but I wonder sometimes what I'm missin'

San loves her circle now. It's perfect in her eyes, no matter the complications and amount of Mundus in it. This is a family that she chose and they chose her back. It's like how her pack was. And that bit of nostalgia and yearning towards her pack will always linger. She's missing them still. So while the Archeron Pack and Belle are the perfect stand in, her want for her real (not real, wolf) mother will always be there.

https://open.spotify.com/track/2Xpmyazs4kQBVu6vd53vwD?si=9d6896d1a5cb4894

The Gabble Girls - Cowboy Like Me by Taylor Swift

You had some tricks up your sleeve Takes one to know one

You're a cowboy like me Perched in the dark Telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear

So I am going at this on the angle of a kindred spirit. Amy and Gail are kinda closed off to everyone except themselves, and at times it feels like the only other person that can understand them is the other. It's almost as if their relationships outside of each other are performative and they are only truly open with each other. You're a cowboy like me.

https://open.spotify.com/track/1XjHRolIXL2M1EEOUsGGR4?si=9bcb1fa071bd4f3a

Romas - Coney Island by Taylor Swift

Do you miss the rogue Who coaxed you into paradise and left you there? Will you forgive my soul When you're too wise to trust me and too old to care?

I could honestly put this whole song as the lyric blurb. It's about all the things you did wrong in a relationship that resulted in the end of it. I think when Rose got here, Tom really felt like the perfect knight in shining armor. He made her feel like she could fit into her new environment and role. But no amount of fitting together can make a love real. They fell together because of forces outside of their control but they weren't ever meant to be. But after all this time (a year almost, hey!) I think they can both see it for what it was and have no hard feelings about it.

https://open.spotify.com/track/3k7ne7VmH43ZPWxPdvPUgR?si=f92954d574864c35

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The King's Ragamuffin

Crowley x Reader Fluff (One Shot)

Summary: The reader and Crowley have to go to a meet to buy an object but Crowley doesn’t want her to go with him until she gets a makeover.

A/N: I wrote this for my Fluff so Sweet it will Literally Rot Your Teeth Challenge. The prompt I stole was #27 – Pampered.  There are still some slots left if you want to join.

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: Light cussing, Dean being grumpy, Crowley insults you

The war room reeked of overly strong cologne and way too much testosterone as the Winchesters and the King of Hell had an all out pissing match in front of you about a Hand of God object that needed to be acquired.  “Yes, Squirrel, I understand what it means to protect it.  What you, act like you don’t trust me anymore?” Crowley smugly smiled.

“Crowley, I never have and never will trust you.  No way are you not going alone.” Dean spat.

“Well I’m not taking you with me to the meet.” Crowley paused, “or Moose.  Everyone knows you two flannel wearing morons.”

“Then take (Y/N)!” Sam suggested, making you raise your head to look him in the eye.  Sam simply shrugged assuming that Crowley would hate the idea.

Crowley turned his head towards you, “You cannot expect me to take this little ragamuffin as part of my entourage.”

“Hey!” You yelled suddenly feeling self conscious. “I clean up pretty well.” Your voice cracked

He began to stare at you and moved forward, “Hmmm, well, you aren’t completely homely.” He took your hand, “These nail beds are awful,” you pulled your hand away, “and will not do, you will need a full manicure.” He continued to examine you, “When was the last time you waxed your eyebrows?” You thought about it. “If you have to think about it, then it has been too long.” He snarked.

“Hey!” You almost had enough.

“And that brass color of your hair indicates one too many home dye jobs.” He sustained his criticism.

“Really, what the hell man?” You asked completely offended.

His hands touched your shoulders, “My dear if you are expected to represent me, you must look the part. I can’t have someone so unpolished, join me on this venture.” He pulled a silver cardholder from his pocket, “Here.” He handed you a very fancy business card to one of the most prestigious salons in the area. “I’ll set everything up. All you have to do, is go and they will take care of you.”

“Look we don’t have time if this.” Dean jumped into the conversation.

Crowley addressed Dean.  “The meet isn’t until 10pm tonight. She has more than enough time to get a little pampered and look like she belongs on my arm.” He turned to you and whispered, “It’s that what you want, my dear.” He words made you breathe a little faster, and all you could do was nod.  “That’s what I thought. Look, she wants to be a part of this.” He bent down and spoke softly, “I can’t wait to see how lovely you will look this evening.” How did he just go from insulting you to making you blush in just a few minutes? Then he just vanished from the room.  

You didn’t have to think about what to do, it was already noon and it would take you about an hour to get to Kansas City for your makeover. Crowley was right, you were in need of some pampering, so this may take the whole afternoon if not longer. You grabbed your bag and jacket walking towards the garage.

“What, you’re going!?” Dean asked.

“This is what you guys want, right? We gotta get the item.” You turned to them and they just looked at each other trying to figure out what to say. “Well Crowley wants me fully done up, then he will get me fully done up.”

“Well yeah, I guess.” Sam finally said something.

“End of discussion. I gotta go.  Either of you wanna come to Kansas City with me?” You asked being polite.

“What and wait for you to do your lady stuff? No thank you.” Dean scoffed and you shook your head before finally leaving for the garage.

The salon was in a cream color stand alone building in one of the nicest parts of the city, you took a deep breath pushing back any nerves you had, this was definitely not Great Clips.  The receptionist was a young and snooty with four or five different colors in her hair, long red nails and she wore a tight black dress, she barely acknowledge your presence when you walked up.  “And you are?” She finally asked looking you up and down knowing you didn’t belong in a place like this.

“I’m (Y/N). Mr. Crowley made an appointment for me.” You nervously said.

“Crowley!” Her eyes widened with embarrassment. “I’m so sorry, it’s (Y/N) right?” You nodded. “I didn’t know.  Mr. Crowley said you were to get the works.” She rushed you off to a chair and placed a glass of champagne in your hands.  

Hours passed and they had put tin foil in your hair and you had new polish on your hands and feet not to mention the wonderful stone foot massage, now they were moving you onto the wax room.   The esthetician waxed your brows and upper lip the she said, “Ok, you can remove your jeans and panties.”

“Excuse me what?” You asked truly shocked.

“Did Mr. Crowley not tell you? He wanted you waxed down there.  Do you want just a bikini or full brazilian?” She informed you.

Why the hell would he want me waxed there? What did he think was going to happen? Shit the questions just kept running though your head as you sat up from the table. “Ummm…yeah…ah… what the hell lets go for it, full brazilian, please.”

You breathed out as she spread the warm wax on your sex, when she pulled up on the wax it didn’t hurt so bad. She was done in no time and you were all smooth and soft, wow you really felt sexy and stood a little more confidently.  

You left with approximately $300 worth of products that they informed you would help keep up your style, it was Crowley’s money anyways so who cares.  Catching your image in the mirror, you didn’t look like yourself, the dark eye makeup and new hair color were going to take some time to get used to.  

The sun had heated up your car to a nice toasty level as you blasted the AC, you thought about what you could wear tonight.  There was that nice boring black dress in the back of your closet, but you really wanted something to ‘wow’.  Your car went on autopilot to closest mall, with a stolen credit card in hand, you went in search of the perfect dress for this evening.  

Amazingly enough it only took you an hour or so to find a super sexy dress, shoes and accessories. Dragging a garment bag and various other smaller bags into the bunker, you meet the boys sitting with their laptops open.  “Well look at you.” Dean eyed you. “You bought a new dress?”

“Yeah, I have to look the part, dude.” You responded.

“And Victoria Secret?” Sam asked spotting the bright pink bag you tried to hide behind another bag.

“Ahhhh…This dress needed a push up bra, have you seen my bras?” Both men shook their heads knowing you wore very conservative undergarments. “Yeah, well then they weren’t going to work.”

You ran off to your room not wanting to hear them make fun of you or give you any lectures, quickly you threw off all of your clothes and took the expensive bottle of lotion out of a bag from the salon, spreading the lotion all over your body giving you a shimmering glow.  In the Victoria Secret bag there was a black lace thong and matching lace push up, you slid on the items never feeling sexier than right now.  Untying the bottom of the plastic garment bag, you pulled the dress off the hanger, you glided the soft silky fabric over your head.  The dark purple sleeveless dress had a plunging neck line and pleated ruching that gave you a structured look but showed off your curves.  You brushed your hair, powdered your nose and reapplied your lipstick, when you heard Dean yelling at you from down the hallway, “(Y/N/N), you ready?” Quickly you put on the new strappy black heels that showed off your pedicure and grabbed a handful of jewelry

“Yeah, I'm ready to do this.” You hooked your necklace around your head while you walked to the war room.

“Whoa!” Dean breathed out.

You heard Sam say, “Damn!” as you walked in.

“I look that good.” A smile crept across your face that turned into a small chuckle.

“My dear, you look positively ravishing.” Crowley strolled over to you kissing your cheek, “absolutley gorgegous.  I knew it would just take a little pampering to bring out the woman in you.” He came closer to your ear and asked lowly, “Did you opt for the waxing below?” He raised his eyebrow to you.

You couldn’t help but smile at how suave he was acting, “Maybe.” you giggled.

“You know the plan (Y/N). You and Crowely purchase the Hand of God and come right back here.” Sam interrupted your moment.

“Yeap, got no problems here.” You responded as your stomach grumbled.

“Did you eat today my dear?” Crowley asked grasping your hand.

“I had cereal for breakfast and few peanut butter crackers when I got home.”

“That is not a meal. Why don’t you let me take you out to a nice steak dinner after we are done?” He asked right in front of the boys.

Now you tried to hide your smile and excitement, “Really!?” You looked down at your shiny toes, “Sure, that would be really nice.”

“Did you really just agree to a date with Crowley?” Dean asked almost flabbergasted.

“Well I guess, I am very hungry.” You held onto his arm a little tighter.

“Seriously, I swear man, not a hair, not a hair!” Dean yelled thowing his hands up as Crowley and you vanished from the room.

He placed a hand around your waist when you and he met up with the rest of his demons at the meet.  Crowley moved a piece of hair behind your ear while he whispered in your ear, “Were you just trying to piss off Dean, when you said yes to dinner earlier?”

“No.” You said softly, “I like the way you look at me. I feel feminine.”

“And you are.” His lips pressed gently to your ear lobe and neck as his hand ran over your knee and up your thigh. Then the door opened and his contact came into the back room of the old warehouse, you disappointingly frowned during the transaction because you didn’t want to be interrupted.  As promised, Crowley returned you and the Hand of God object back to the bunker as soon as everything was paid for. “Here Squirrel!” He placed the gilded item on the table, “My dear, if you are still hungry, I’d love to take you out somewhere.” His arm snaked around your waist.

You turned pressing your bossum to his chest, “All of the good places are probably closed now.” You pouted. “Maybe we have I’ll have to take a raincheck.”

Crowley’s hand ran threw the hair at the base of your neck, massassing you head a little, your eyes closed as he captured your lips with his, you moaned slightly as you opened up to him going weak.  You could hear the Winchesters airing their protests but you put them out of your mind. “You know (Y/N) it is only 9 o’clock in Las Vegas. What you say, a little food, a little drink and a little gambling?”

You bit your lip smiling almost giddy before you kissed him back. “I say don’t wait up boys.”  Your giggles were all the Winchesters heard before Crowley popped you from the bunker as his hands were on your hips and his lips tangled with yours. If the rest of the evening was anywhere as wonderful as this day had been then this was going to be a great start to an amazing relationship.

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Lana Del Rey: NFR - Blue Banisters

So, lately, I've been very into Lana's newer stuff (NFR and later) and Lust for Life to NFR was the best direction she could've gone in imo.

So, I was listening to Lana normally before this but when Lorde released Stoned at the Nail Salon, I was like "damn, this sounds so much like LDR". I looked around a bit and saw people call it hope is a dangerous thing x Wild at Heart which, Yes.

This got me into listening to Wild at Heart. Obsessively. On repeat for hours and days. But I was still like... "something is up" and what was up was that Wild at Heart in turn sounds like How to disappear (Jack Antonoff be original challenge) So I obsessively streamed How to disappear next and all of this extended into a more general NFR + COTCC exploration thingy.

NFR might just straight up be her best album. Not a single not-good song on there. Wonderful. I listened to it a lot on repeat last year and then abandoned it for a bit then came back to it recently.

I didn't listen to COTCC completely when it was released and this was my first time listening to it as a whole. It is more of a hit or miss for me. I don't hate any of the songs. But there definitely are songs I don't love.

I'm realising that I like the songs where the chorus is just wildly different from the verses for some reason? Like, I will find myself singing the verse and wonder what song it is type of stuff. Wild at Heart Cinnamon Girl, COTCC, Happiness is a butterfly and that kind of stuff. I also love the White Dress chorus and the end-of-summer-open-mic vibes on Norman fucking rockwell.

Now for Blue Banisters. First of all: Where is it? I don't wanna hate lol but it was supposed to be out on 4th of July and she just said "single out soonish, album later later" or something and... the single isn't out yet either. I think she might be doing some last minute changes to the album? There seems to be this pressure on her to make this one good because she has been somewhat presenting this as a departure from her past style.

From the three singles, I can tell that the songs have the unstructured, unoperatic thing going for them. Don't know if I like it tho. Blue Banisters destroyed me in the first few listens. It feels so... personal? Like a diary entry? I haven't gotten a hang of the other two yet tho, I'll give them a few more listens. Honestly, I'm not expecting too much from this album but let's hope that she surprises me.

Btw, I also came to know about and listened to Lana Del Ray a.k.a. Lizzy Grant during all of this too. Don't know what my opinion of it is yet tho.