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Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship) - Studio Killers
#i have a fic thats like 95% finished based on thsi song#studio killers#jenny i wanna ruin our friendship#cherrry#studio killers cherry#chubby cherry#jenny#studio killers jenny#my gifs#i love this soooooong
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I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead
#work wives#barbara howard#melissa schemmenti#abbott elementary#barbara x melissa#barlissa#Melissa’s pov bc I also want to [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] Barbara Howard#god I fucking love this song!!!#jenny ( I wanna ruin our friendship)#studio killers#my art
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I just came across Boyfriend (yandere fem!riddle x reader) and gosh, that was sooooo good 🙈
Got me thinking what if the boyfriend wasn't Floyd but... Trey... and how would our cute Riddle react if instead of a guy she could hate freely, it had been her childhood friend the one that stole her beloved reader!
:O TREY...... omg poor Riddle... this is arguably much more difficult than boyfriend!Floyd because, by all counts, Trey is a genuinely good man. T_T she just can't win, can she? Having to hide her sexuality from her mother while fighting for her life to narrowly escape arranged marriages with men, having to watch you and Trey slowly fall in love while she's hopelessly pining from the sidelines because she's not sure if you like girls, and now it's been a few years and you and Trey are still together.
What's worse is that Riddle can't even find anything about Trey to hate or disapprove of because he comes from a good family and knows how to provide for you. He's truly husband material, and this is what she fears: you and Trey getting married because surely that's the next step, right? Meanwhile, Riddle's mother would sooner crucify you for stepping foot in her home and introducing yourself as her daughter's girlfriend. It's such a tough situation to navigate.
On one hand, she doesn't want to interfere in your relationship with Trey because this is her childhood friend, the guy who always looked out for her and stuck by her side even when her mother banned him (and Che'nya) from her house. Riddle doesn't want to lose her friend, but she also doesn't want to lose you either. She probably logics it out, assessing the risk in that classic Riddle Rosehearts way. She's so meticulous about it. Perhaps she eventually decides there's no point in trying to do something that may result in her losing both of her dear friends. So instead she'll just continue to love in silence, eyeing you like you're those forbidden strawberry tarts she could never have. And, in some ways, you are. She wants to be happy for you and Trey, but it's hard when she's spent so many years quietly obsessing over you.
It would be so much easier if Trey was someone she could dislike, but he's actually really good for you. How can she possibly handle that?
#twisted chit chat#riddle my love i'll be your girlfriend ♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ )#waaaa i want to write more sapphic twst#thinking about writing fem azul and basing it off of the song 'jenny (i wanna ruin our friendship)' by studio killers :D#omg omg or fem jade who thinks you deserve better (like her) and not her brother who can't appreciate you like she does >:(#WAIT OMG OR FEM ROLLO......... she's so cute orz
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Song: Jenny- Studio Killers
Show: Good Omens
#good omens#good omens edits#crowley#david tennant#aziraphale#michael sheen#ineffable husbands#crowley x aziraphale#aziraphale x crowley#ineffable partners#ineffable divorce#good omens 2#edits#capcut#Jenny#jenny studio killers#studio killers#i wanna ruin our friendship#we should be lovers instead
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I wanna ruin our friendship...
We should be lovers instead~
I don't know how to say this... but you're really my dearest friend..
Who doesn't love this damn song?
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Sketch and basic color:
#onceler#onceler fandom#the onceler#once ler#lorax 2012#lorax oc#the lorax#lorax fanart#jenny darling your my best friend#i wanna ruin our friendship#Scott Mctaggart#scott ler
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putting a cute lesbian date (that turned out to be a psychotic murder... strange but yes, that's so sapphic) with a Cigaretts After Sex song in the background IN THE SAME EPISODE WITH THESE LINES "I think it's best if we stop seeing one another. Or, I don't know, I've been rather confused. I realised... human connections were never easy for me when I was alive. And now that I'm dead, they seem to bring somehow even more baggage" and the "swings scene" really hit me (a lesbian with the avoidant attachment style) hard.
#dead boy detectives#jenny the butcher#jenny dead boy detectives#SHE'S JENNY just like that song#i wanna ruin our friendship#we should be lovers instead#she couldn't be straight#and that her phrase “I know every eligible bachelorette in town”#girl#that's gay
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I wanna ruin our friendship
We should be lovers instead
I don't know how to say this
'Cause you're really my dearest friend
… V, darling, you're my best friend
I've been doing bad things that you don't know about
Stealing your stuff now and then
Nothing you'd miss, but it means the world to me
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Decided to put all my music on shuffle and play it to my mom, here are some of the things she said:
(artists in tags)
Pork Soda:
"Pineapples are in my head"? Do they live under the sea? Does SpongeBob live in his head too?
Swim:
Is he in love with a dolphin or something?
Sex With A Ghost:
When you said you liked the piano in the song I didn't think it was going to be haunted piano music, but I should have, considering what the title of the song is.
Hot To Go:
I think this is her most pop song.
Return To Sender:
Is she talking about her mother? I mean she realises that if her mother returns to sender that means that her mother would kill her right?
Wouldn't it be funny if mothers actually had the right to kill you? Like you know how mothers are always like “I brought you into this world and I can take you out of it” what if that was true?
I GOT YOU:
This genuinely sound like if Alvin and the Chipmunks started a K-pop band.
Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship):
“I'm using your shirt as a pillowcase”
Why? It wouldn't work! It would come out on either end! Are you trying to have a bad night’s rest?
“Forget those amigos”
Did she say ‘forget those zombie whores’?
What's My Name (Descendants 2):
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans~
I Can't Decide:
What's up with you and murder songs?
Warrior of The Mind:
Is it just me or does this sound like an English dub of a Japanese song? Like I can totally hear them going: [Insert fake Japanese singing]
#music#my mom is hilarious#pork soda#glass animals#swim#alec benjamin#sex with a ghost#teddy hyde#hot to go#chappell roan#return to sender#luluyam#i got you#hatsune miku#jenny (i wanna ruin our friendship)#jenny#studio killers#what's my name#descendants#descendants 2#china anne mcclain#i cant decide#scissors sisters#warrior of the mind#epic the musical#jorge rivera herrans
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Jenny by Studio Killers based NBLM/MLM songboard! ^^ For an anon! Hope you like, and hope this is the flag you were looking for!
Want one? Send an ask!! -mod Jay
#jenny#jenny (I wanna ruin our friendship)#i wanna ruin our friendship#studio killers#jenny studio killers#nblm#nblm pride#mlm#mlm pride#pride#songboard#songboards#song board#song boards#song#songs#lgbt#lgbtqa#lgbtqia#pride flag edit#flag edits#flag edit#edit#edits#pride flag edits
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i’ve been doing bad things that you don't know about—
stealing your stuff now and then
nothing you'd miss, but it means the world to me.
#music#zhuiling playlist#yanqing playlist#apple jams 🍎#studio killers#jenny (i wanna ruin our friendship)#i actually wasn’t able to listen to this song for years bc my narcissistic ex ruined it by making it our song when we were together lmao#literally one of the worst and most abusive relationships i’ve ever been in 😭#toss a queue to your witcher#Spotify
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"jan Jeni suwi": toki pona cover of "Jenny" by Studio Killers
(also known by the tiktok-imposed subtitle "I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship")
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lgbt song idea
i want Chappell Roan and Studio killers to write a song together. That would be the most Sapphic song in the world
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#Youtube#Music#Until I Found You#Stephen Sanchez#Play Date#Melanie Martinez#Don't Blame Me#Taylor Swift#Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship)#Studio Killers#I Love You So#The Walters#Always Forever#Cults#Locked Out Of Heaven#Bruno Mars#E.T.#Katy Perry#Poison#Rita Ora#Shower#Becky G#Love Story
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Title: I wanna ruin our friendship
Editor: Aikotora
Song: Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship)
Artist: Studio Killers
Anime: My Dress-Up Darling
Category: Romance
#anime#amv#my dress up darling#sono bisque doll wa koi wo suru#romance#video#music#song#youtube#editing#I wanna ruin our friendship - My Dress-Up Darling [AMV/EDIT]!#studio killers#jenny (I wanna ruin our friendship)#Youtube
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I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship
Couple, Bar Chapter 1
Summary: After you help Joel with a work project, he takes you out for drinks. When the bartender mistakes you for a couple, his brain short circuits.
Pairing: Single Dad Neighbor!Joel Miller X Reader
Warnings: Joel thinking being mean is flirting, alcohol, grinding on strangers, getting groped in public, no-no words. In my mind there's an age gap (10 years max) and I envision a mid-40s Joel, but I don't think it'll ever become apparent.
Word Count: 2.3k
Notes: Formatting on mobile is not for the weak, y'all, so if this looks like ass I'm sorry. I don't know what a contractor does. Song mentioned is Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship) by Studio Killers. Full playlist is linked on the master post for this series (which I'll learn to link all together soon I promise I'M OLD, OK?!) Also I promise I have an English degree but if I read this one more time I'll lose the nerve to post it so ignore any mistakes I missed. Anyway love you bye.
While you weren't on your neighbor Joel's payroll, every now and then he'd knock on your door and sheepishly ask to borrow your "eye for design," which was Joel talk for "I need help knowing what handles look good on these cabinets I'm building and every other person in my life is busy."
You and Joel had been neighbors for the better part of 5 years and had become relatively close in that time. If you were being honest with yourself, the first day you met you might have fallen in love, but since immediately jumping into a relationship with a newly-divorced single father wasn't on your five-year plan, those feelings were buried, albeit not always successfully.
Joel was charming, kind, and... Southern. And while these were all things that made you head over heels for him, they were exactly what made it difficult to interpret his feelings for you. Were he and Sarah baking you Christmas cookies and hand delivering them to your door because he too had a crush, or was he just being neighborly? Was he grinning every time he said hello to you because he was a nice guy? What were you supposed to make of that one time, on his couch for movie night, when his hand lingered a little longer than normal on your thigh? You had no idea, and for the sake of your friendship, you were content not knowing.
On this particular day, Joel needed help matching paint colors to flooring samples and might as well have been color blind. He was building a house for a newlywed couple and their wishes for, as Joel put it, "some 1960s Brady Bunch bullshit" aesthetic meant nothing to him. You had spent the better part of an hour helping Joel match swatches of green and orange in ways that he had previously thought impossible, and as a thank you, he offered to buy you a drink at the first bar you spotted on the way home.
The first bar you spotted happened to be an almost-literal hole in the wall, but the packed parking lot indicated it was a place worth visiting. Joel opened the door, beckoning you through the threshold ahead of him, and you're hit with a wall of smoke and the bump of a local dj working through his set.
Luckily most of the people at the bar had already started drinking and were congregated in the middle of the tiny dance floor, making it easy to find two seats. Joel flagged the bartender over and ordered for the both of you, handing his card over to start a tab.
"Got you a beer, this place doesn't look like they'd make a good margarita," Joel shouts over the music.
You smile, leaning in close to thank Joel. "I appreciate the forethought! Send me a Venmo request for what I end up owing you," you gesture to the frosty bottles that get put in front of you.
Joel tuts and waves his hand between you two in a noncommittal gesture. He leans in close to your ear instead of shouting this time, "consider it payment for your help today. When that couple told me they wanted their house to be 'midcentury Palm Springs chic' I knew you'd know what they meant. The wife kept sending me links to her Pinterest board, whatever the fuck that is. I was too scared to click them because..."
"Because you're fucking old," you finish, barking out a laugh at the frown that Joel gives you.
After one beer turned into three, Joel starts to open up. Despite his gruff exterior, you know he cares and is interested in your life, even if it takes some alcohol to get him asking about it.
"Have you started dating yet?" The question catches you off guard, your eyes growing wide. "What? You've been in town for five years now, it's high time you start putting yourself out there. A pretty girl like you should have no trouble finding a man."
There it is again. Is Joel just being nice calling you pretty? Or is he fishing for something more?
"Have you started dating?" you counter, raising an eyebrow, nodding when Joel shakes his head. "I'm too busy, Joel. I'm…"
"'Focusing on my career,'" Joel finishes for you, having heard it all before.
You roll your eyes. "Why are we talking about this?"
Joel smirks and cocks his head to your beer, the label in the process of being peeled completely off. "You've peeled the label off every drink you've had tonight."
"Oh…kay?"
Joel shrugs, "if Tommy were here he'd say you're pulling the labels off because you're sexually frustrated." He makes a face as if to say 'but what do I know?'
You raised an eyebrow at Joel. "You of all people should know not to take what Tommy says as fact. And you're one to talk; you live across the street, I'd notice if women were coming over. And they're not. You're going through a dry spell, Miller, same as me." You empty your bottle, stuffing the label down the neck and waving the bartender over for you and Joel to order one more round. Joel tries to think of a witty comeback, but he knows you're right.
You watch the bartender open your tab on the till behind the bar and chuckle when you notice what she's titled it: at the top of the screen, in bold letters, "COUPLE BAR."
You tap Joel's bicep, pointing to the screen, "look at that, Miller," you shout over the music, "she thinks you and I are a couple."
Joel looks at the screen himself, eyes suddenly going wide. You raise an eyebrow at him, confused as to why he isn't just chuckling at the bartender's misunderstanding, but your expression turns to one of anger once Joel regains use of his brain and the only thing he can think to say is, "... ew?"
You hope you just misheard him over the loud music, but as Joel started to sputter out an apology, looking horrified at what he had said, you realize - a stranger thought you two were dating, and Joel thinks that's gross. You weren't interested in hearing him trip over his words while he tried to backtrack, and you desperately needed a distraction so you didn't start to cry. You wave your hand in front of Joel's face, telling him to save it as you grab your beer and push past him to the dance floor.
This is definitely not your scene, the middle of a smoke-filled bar on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, but you make the most of it, taking a swig from your bottle as you push through the crowd. Once you've made your way to the center of the crowd, you assume the position - eyes closed, bottle raised above your head, swinging your hips to whatever top 40 hit the dj decides to bleed into the last one he played. You don't have to wait long before you feel a body push up behind you and you welcome the distraction. You don't open your eyes or lower your hand except to drink from your near empty bottle, but you do back your ass up against the stranger behind you. It's definitely not Joel. This person behind you is way too lanky; when his arms encircle your waist they lack definition, his thighs aren't nearly as beefy as Joel's, and… you get frustrated with yourself. Joel just insinuated dating you would be gross and all you can do is think about how hot he is?
You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts and enjoy the moment. The guy behind you is getting handsy, and normally that would bother you, but Joel was right about that dry spell. One song bleeds into another as you gyrate against this stranger who now has his hand splayed across your stomach under your shirt.
You're ripped unceremoniously from your mindless grinding by a large hand on your shoulder. You wink one eye open though you knew it was Joel. You're not interested in hearing him out, especially not with this stranger's hand gliding slowly up your torso, boldly inching closer to your chest.
"Darlin'" you hear Joel shout over the music, "'m sorry. I didn't mean…"
You put your palm in front of Joel's face before moving your hand on top of the stranger's, whose fingers are teasing the hem of your bra. Joel can be sorry, but he's also going to see how decidedly not-ew the thought of being with you is.
"Whatever, Joel. You can think being my boyfriend is gross. This is fine!" You open your eyes and the look on Joel's face is one you've never seen before. At this point he isn't looking at you, he's staring daggers at the man behind you. Whoever he is seems blissfully unaware.
"Honey, I'm out of touch. I'm fucking old, you said it yourself! I don't know how to - hey, buddy, do you fucking mind?" The hand under your shirt loses its grip on you as Joel shoves the shoulder of the guy behind you. Suddenly his body unglues itself from your back.
"My bad, man. Didn't know she had a boyfriend," he shouts over the music as he disappears back into the crowd. You groan and roll your eyes.
"So sorry, Joel! Turns out when you look and act like my boyfriend, people think you really are! How embarrassing for you," you ramble into Joel's ear. You turn to walk off the dance floor, embarrassed, but before you're out of his reach Joel grabs your forearm, pulling gently until you're flush with his body. He towers over you, his eyes bore into yours.
"Please listen," he bends to speak quietly into your ear, "I'm sorry, and I mean it. We're friends, and I value that. I thought I was bantering, bein' funny. I know you don't want to be a couple at this bar. I know you want to be friends, nothing more, with me. But…" he trails off, pulling away to look at your face.
The atmosphere changes in a way that you swear is straight out of a movie. The lights pulsing and flashing are hitting Joel's face in a way that makes him even more handsome, which you'd thought previously impossible. While your beer bottle is empty, clutched into your hand that hangs limply at your side, Joel's drink is nearly full, still frosty, and dripping condensation through your shirt, soaking your lower back. Joel's eyebrows are raised, waiting for you to do or say anything.
And then the dj changes the song. You are��� intimately familiar with what begins to play and you shake your head, chuckling. What divine intervention drove the dj to start playing a song about ruining a friendship at this very moment? You have no idea, but you make a mental note to thank the universe as you smile at Joel. You push away from him for just a second, long enough to rip the label off your empty beer bottle. Joel looks confused watching you ball up the damp paper.
You chuckle as you toss the label at Joel, it pinging off his temple before you spin your body so your back is plastered against Joel's front.
You'll show him sexually frustrated.
Joel seems to take a second to read the situation because his body doesn't move. In fact, it goes rigid. Your hips sway against him anyway. Joel only breaks out of his spell when your arm snakes around his neck and you bury your fingers in his hair. Tugging gently on his curls seems to awaken something in him and his hands are on you in seconds. The hand clutching his beer comes to rest on your hip as the other picks up where your previous dance partner left off, creeping under your shirt and splaying across your stomach.
"What are we doin' here, baby?" Joel rasps into your ear, his voice deeper and more strained than you're used to. "I guess I deserve you teasin' me, but two can play this game." Joel's nose prods at a spot behind your ear as he peels one cup of your bra away from your body, replacing it with his hand. Your eyes fly open to ensure no one notices, but everyone on the dance floor is busy paying attention to their own partners. Joel rolls your nipple between two fingers before giving it a flick; you try and suppress a moan.
Not to be outdone, you reach for the beer bottle in Joel's hand. You make sure Joel's eyes are locked on you as you lick a stripe up the neck of the bottle, taking a generous sip before handing it back. Joel's eyes widen and he smirks, bringing his mouth back to your ear.
"Think it goes without sayin' now, but I really don't hate the idea of people thinking you're mine," Joel accentuates his last word with a gentle nip at your earlobe that makes your head loll back onto his shoulder.
"Are you listening to the song, Joel?" You reach up to place your hand on Joel's cheek, turning his face gently so your eyes meet. He looks confused, but you can tell he's training his ear onto the chorus of what's playing.
I wanna ruin our friendship
We should be lovers instead
I don't know how to say this
'Cause you're really my dearest friend
Joel lowers his eyes back down to meet yours and smirks. "You an' me both, darlin'." His hand around your waist pulls you impossibly closer and you feel him grow hard against your ass.
"Know where I last heard this song?" The final notes start to dissipate, melding seamlessly with the next song. Joel shakes his head and asks where. You smirk, nuzzling into Joel's neck before you lick a stripe up to his ear. "It's on my sex playlist."
Joel stills. You grin, giggling as he pushes you away gently. "I've gotta close out the tab," he says once he remembers how to form thoughts into words. "Meet me at the truck. And think about what song you're gonna put on once I get you home."
#joel miller smut#fanfic#joel miller fanfiction#joel miller x reader#tlou smut#couple bar#neighbor!joel
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