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fireflysymphony · 3 months

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Aventurine w a fem! bodyguard reader smut... 👀

Aventurine x fem! bodyguard reader

MDNI 18+ content ahead

A/N: thank you for the request! I really like the concept. I wrote it as a mix of headcanons and a quick drabble at the end. I hope you enjoy it <3

Word count: 2.7k

Content warning: Fem! Reader, slight exhibitionism, pet names, fingering, teasing, praise, needy lovestruck Aventurine, slight degradation, slight begging (on his end), pretty soft sex, Aventurine’s daddy kink strikes again, I have a lack of gun knowledge but just roll with it, not proofread

Headcanons

Let me make this really clear: HE’S not the one who needs protection right now; it’s YOU.

The second he met you he was sizing you up with that cute little smirk of his, making it pretty obvious that all professionalism was lost the very moment he saw such a pretty number was working for him.

You should have run then.

What was the IPC thinking when they hired you for this? Is this some type of wrath from the Aeons? What did you do to deserve this punishment?

From the very beginning, he’s a pain to deal with, but you don’t have the authority to talk back, only giving him tight smiles and apologetic words. He knows this and takes full advantage of the situation.

“Y’know, princess, if you’re going to be with me all the time, shouldn’t I have a prettier view? I don’t like having to leave everything up to the imagination. Do you think red or blue is more your color? Ah~ I’ll buy both.” And you’re sitting there seething as he taps away on his phone, seemingly oblivious to your displeasure. Was he just joking? What was he doing?

The VERY next day you see Aventurine holding up not one but two skin tight dresses with fabric only hiding your more intimate areas. It was more like lingerie than a dress like something you’d see on a stripper.

He evidently wasn’t just teasing you.

As politely as you could, you told him it would hinder your fighting ability if anyone were to attack, so you absolutely couldn’t wear it. He made some futile comment about how he’d love to see you try so he could get a peek up your skirt to, you know, “negate the traumatizing experience of him being attacked.”

In the end, you won the argument, and Aventurine threw a tantrum, muttering something about giving them to a woman who’d actually appreciate a gift like that. You told him straight to his face that he should just give it to the many women he brought to bed each night then.

The surprised and hurt look on his face will forever be carved into your memory.

After that, he actively stopped calling you by his nicknames which, deep inside, you missed, or it might just be the guilt of seeing his usually inalterable flirtatious self turn into a sad kicked puppy of a man. You held onto your pride though and forced yourself to bite back any apology or reconsiderations of his request you may have had. The man should have known your job was on the line, and his insensitive acts of fickle flirtation could not sway you.

The very next day he was up to his usual antics, and you got the impression that he only seemed upset to try to guilt you. Asshole. It only made you more upset with him. Did he like playing with your emotions?

Did I mention he loves it when you say his name? Sometimes he’ll ignore your presence just to hear you say “Mr. Aventurine? Boss?! Sir, I’m talking to you.” In your signature annoyed tone. It makes his heart melt. The only thing he can think of is imagining how your little pants and sighs of his name sound while he’s on top of you. How would you sound if you weren’t constantly annoyed at him? If he brought you pleasure?

Honestly, he was whipped for you from day one, and his actions might sound annoying and overly flirtatious, but that’s just how he shows love.

I could tell you so many things that this man has done for your attention, but that’d probably be the length of the Holy Bible. There are so many places this could go, but I think this instance of his sticks out the most amongst many akin to it.

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You were used to casinos at this point. The loud blaring sounds of people playing the slot machines and thick, suffocating smell of alcohol were background sensations at this point. You couldn’t even bother to give them a second thought, not when a gun was pointed at the man you were supposed to be protecting. Safe to say the poker game was ruined. Champagne soiled the cards, shards of glass from the glasses littered the floor and table, and Aventurine, stupid Aventurine, had his hands raised in the air, his signature smirk pointed at the assailant like his own brand of deadly weapon.

“Hey, hey, now. This isn’t the place to have one of those, is it? Look, you ruined the cards!” Adventurine laughed, making a circling motion with his hand as if trying to gesture to the table of cards which were now soaked a yellowish brown color. Your hand rested on your gun, ready to fire at any sign of him about to pull the trigger. “Can’t we talk this out? I’m sure with a little persuasion you be happy to hand over-“

Your pistol fired later than his. Shit.

All that registered in your mind was the crying of two men, and Aventurine hunched over with a pained expression as he gripped his stomach. You were trained for this, but in your state of panic, you ran to him instead of making sure the attacker was dead. You scooped him up, struggling to carry him with your gun pointed at the now surrounded shooter while retreating from the casino. You wished you could make sure he was dead, but attending to Aventurine’s injuries were your first priority.

“You idiot. I told you to stop provoking people and look where we are!” You scolded him, Aventurine now quiet and clinging to your shoulders. You were too panicked to question his unusual behavior after just being shot in the stomach. “..If you’re worried, you won’t die. I got you.”

“I think that’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me, Princess.” He laughed, setting his chin on your shoulder. Sensing something was off, you turned down an alleyway and skidded to a stop. He wasn’t screaming in pain nor were his cheeks stained with tears, even the adrenaline wouldn’t keep him from crying out, right? “I’m surprised it took you this long to catch on. No, I’m not-“

Before he could finish his sentence, you dropped him to the ground before crouching down and lifting his shirt up. No wounds in sight.

“Getting rather intimate, aren’t we? You should give me the chance to do this to you.”

“Shut up! What did you do, Aventurine?!” You demanded, yanking his shirt back down before leaning back on your haunches. He looked satisfied with himself as he shuffled to lean against the alley wall. His hat and glasses were gone, probably from the scuffle. He’d have her go get them later.

“Uh-uh, remember who you’re talking to, beautiful.” He smiled, running his hand through his hair and covering his right eye, the other one illuminating his face well enough to be able to see his features in the darkness. “But since you haven’t figured it out, I simply hired someone to shoot me with a blank which, by the way, hurt like a bitch still. I might still need you to kiss my booboo.”

He saw you were about to open your mouth again and placed a finger to your lips, shushing you. “And before you ask: I replaced your bullets with blanks too, so you didn’t shoot an innocent man. I’m not that cruel.”

“You’re cruel to me.” You murmured, knocking his hand away from your face. He smiled and gave you a little shrug, just like a mischievous toddler who was proud when he colored on the walls. “You're impossible. I can’t believe I was actually worried for your life!”

“Worried? I make crazy bets all the time, princess. Gambling my life is no strange feat to me, you should know this.” He smiled again, this time actually touching your lips with the tip of his finger. Your lips parted, the fabric of his gloves sending you spinning. How soft were his actual fingers? What did they look like under those gloves? Were they long, slender, and delicate, or did they have some edge to them, all calloused and rugged? You imagined the former; Aventurine didn’t do much. “But, I have a pretty good hand right now. I bet you won’t stop me from playing it and showing you my cards.”

“But you’re gambling with my feelings too. That’s different. I don’t like being used.” You steadied yourself against the wall, trying to rid your mind of thoughts about his hands. Wait, when did he get so close? You were backed against the wall now, Aventurine caging you there with his lanky form.

“And I’ll make it up to you, just relax, babydoll. I just needed to be close to you. I couldn’t take it anymore.” He placed his forehead against yours, squeezing his eyes shut. His hand fit perfectly with her cheek as if their bodies were crafted for each other. You weren’t so sure, but the way you were feeling right now wasn’t professional.

“Let me take care of you instead for a chance.” He left featherlight kisses on your forehead, trailing down the side of your face. Each kiss grew longer than the last, his lips unable to pull away from you. He cupped both of your cheeks, his lips nearly touching yours as he spoke. “You aren’t pushing me away. I did all this for a moment alone with you, away from prying eyes. Now the IPC can’t punish you if you indulge a little. Please, pretty girl, let me have this. Let me have you.”

You shuddered from his warm breath on your mouth, months of his teasing and antics festering inside you. Defeat was so easy in this moment, the taste of another person’s lips a fleeting memory ever since you got this job. His constant advances would only get worse the more you rejected him. Aventurine always got what he was due. Always. Whatever it be you warming his bed one night or taking you in the back of an alleyway, he’d get it. Deep down, you loved being chased, but now the hunter finally cornered its prey.

“Not again. Never again after this, okay? One time so you make it fucking count.” You grabbed him by his shirt collar, smashing your lips against his, the taste of champagne filling your mouth. He knew what he was doing and held the back of your head, tangling his fingers with your hair. Your actions caught him off guard though; he prepared for the crushing reality of you pushing him away, but you didn’t. Now he just needed to act like he knew you wouldn’t all along.

The softness of his lips lulled you into a daze, your hands aching from how tight you held onto him. Each time he pulled back for a breath, you didn’t give him much time to rest before your lips were on his again, asking for more which he provided with no hesitance. His teeth grazed your bottom lip, taking the delicate flesh between his teeth and playing with it before letting his tongue mold into yours.

“Someone’s a little needy. I could tell by the way you act that you’re pent up, but this is bad.” He fully pulled away with his face flushed, binding your wrists together and holding them above your head with one hand. He left open mouthed kisses down your neck to your chest. Not bothering to waste anymore time, he used his teeth to free your chest from the buttons of your blouse. “Fucking me in an alleyway like this? You must have wanted me from the beginning. Please say you’ve always wanted me, pretty girl. Please… please… fromday one, I’ve always needed you…”

He pulled down your bra with his teeth, kissing and sucking at your breasts with a hunger similar to that of a starving man. His tongue flicked over your delicate buds, moaning at the feeling of your warmth in his mouth. You were starting to think he was right. He acted like he really did need you. As you saw him buried in your chest, eyes filled with lust and desire, all your second thoughts faded to dust.

“Mr. Aventurine…” You tugged on his hair, blond locks soft as the finest silk. Of course he was soft and so delicate; he felt like he could break with one wrong move from you. How was he so torturous and annoying yet the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

Aventurine’s heart stopped at the sound of your whiny cry of his name. The sound he’s been craving was more beautiful than he could have ever thought.

“I got you, my princess. You’re so beautiful, so fucking gorgeous.” He held up his free hand to his lips, biting at the fabric a few times before getting a hold of the glove and slowly pulling it off. He kept eye contact with you as he did, giving you the impression he was trying to be seductive about it. Before you could say anything about it though, he was already back to your body, hands roaming down to the waistband of your pants.

Within moments, your pants and undergarments were bunched at your knees, and Aventurine got straight to abusing your clit, your already slick folds acting as the perfect lube. “You’re so wet for me. What a naughty, naughty girl you are. So bad, you couldn't hold back that professional facade for long. Were your panties always dripping when you got home? Did you touch yourself and think about me doing this? What a fucking slut.”

He chuckled and collected the slick before shoving a single finger into you, letting out a louder moan than you. He loved the way you felt around him, how tight you were squeezing just one finger. “Fuck… so tight. Can you even take another?” He managed to get another finger into you, stretching you out as he twisted deeper inside of you. He worked at a slow pace while also kissing your neck and chest, selfishly leaving marks in his wake. Eventually, he sped up, losing himself as he pounded into you with another finger.

Your body convulsed, hiccuping in pleasure. “Fuck! Fuck! S-sir-! Shit, I’m gonna- gonna...” You leaned your head on his shoulder, biting down hard to silence your moans and other noises. What had been but five minutes, and you were already falling apart.

“So fast and easy. Cum then, you fucking whore, cum all over daddy’s fingers.” He demanded, slamming his fingers deeper inside of you. You threw your head back, crying out profanities you hope nobody passing by heard. Your walls clenched around him, a wave of pleasure crashing through your body as you coated his fingers in your pleasure.

“There you go, just like that. You feel so good squeezing my fingers like that, good girl.” He pulled out of you after helping you come down from your high, his long, slender fingers covered in your release. He didn’t waste any time in getting rid of the evidence, moaning at your taste as he licked himself clean. “So good, I love you…”

He hoped you didn’t hear that last part, biting his lip to silence the words he just spoke. Thankfully, you looked too dazed to care. If you brought it up later, he’d tease you until you didn’t think it happened.

He let go of your wrists and embraced you, cradling your head against his chest and letting you put yourself back together. He kissed your forehead, mumbling any praises he could think of in your ear. He wanted to savor this moment because in a few minutes, he knew he’d be pushed away again. No matter how good he made you feel; you’d make it clear to him that you’d never fall for one of his traps again. That’s just the woman you were, and he didn’t make bets he knew he couldn’t win.

A/N: this kinda got out of hand, and Aventurine bangs his bodyguard turned into Aventurine becomes a menace (again). If anyone likes this, I’d be happy to make a part two with more detail on how they got together. I apologize to the requester if this isn’t what you had in mind, but I still hope you enjoyed it! <3

Requests are open!

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nhasablogg · 5 months

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Imagine being loved by me

Fandom: Red White and Royal Blue

Characters: Alex/Henry

Anonymous said: Since you’re obviously willing to write nsfw may I present you with the idea of Alex giving Henry a BJ while tickling the shit out of him 👀

Warnings: Oral sex, tickle kinks, probably quite tame though because it's me lmao. And for the biggest warning of them all: I have not proof read it. Also! I don't tag things as "nsfw" but as "not sfw" so that tumblr won't hide my blog again, just an fyi.

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“I want to see how long you can keep your legs around me while I tickle your thighs.” Alex said it into his lower belly, mumbling the words into his skin as if it wasn’t driving Henry crazy just to hear them.

Henry dropped his legs on either side of him. “Alex.”

“Hmm?” Alex peeked up at him, looking delicious with his hair sticking up and cheeks tinted pink, just coming down from his own high with a promise to give Henry an even better treatment. “Too much?”

“No, I just-”

“Or did you like the sound of that?”

Alex wagged his eyebrows and Henry laughed, grateful for the ease as he shoved at Alex’s face. “You’re so stupid.”

Alex laughed too, something bubbly and giddy, head dropping back down to kiss at Henry’s belly. “Or should I just tickle your hips while I blow you?”

“Alex.”

“What? Don’t tell me you’re shy. I’ve got you naked beneath me, for crying out loud.” But Alex’s face softened when he looked up at him again. “You’re so pretty. I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

Henry averted his eyes. “Well, you’ve already listed a few things.”

“Oh?”

He covered his face with a groan and said over Alex’s laughter: “Just kill me. How is this somehow worse than telling you about it in the first place?”

“I’m just teasing, baby.” A hand on Henry’s jaw. “Hey. Look at me.”

“Hng.”

“Please?”

“Hng.”

“Is this just a ploy to get me to tickle you? Because I will either way, you don’t have to provoke me.” Alex emphasized his words by poking at Henry’s exposed ribs, making his arms shoot down. “There we go.”

“Sweetheart, I can’t-”

“Handle it? Oh, but that’s half the fun, isn’t it?” Alex ran his fingertip over Henry’s ribcage, slowly moving downward. “As much as I want to pin you and force you to take it, I also prefer seeing you try to fight off your instincts to stop me.”

Henry gripped the sheets. Three days. That was how much time had passed since Henry had admitted that he wanted Alex to tie him up and tickle him to pieces, although they’d not done that yet. Henry had changed his mind. Then changed his mind again. And then he’d been too embarrassed to let Alex even talk about it, feeling stupid and silly and annoying, despite how much Alex reassured him that he was okay. They’d not brought up bondage again, although Alex tickled him more now, leaving Henry giggly and huffy and timid.

He’d stilled his hand over Henry’s hipbone now, fingers pressing slightly into the skin, not ticklish exactly but Henry could feel each shift of the pressure, each tiny movement, and it nearly drove him crazy.

“I’m asking seriously now.” A flicker of uncertainty on Alex’s face. This was new to him too. “Do you want me to tickle your hips-” Slight increase in pressure against the bone. “-while I blow you? Or should I just blow you and tickle you after? Or neither?”

Henry exhaled. “Both. At the same time. Please.”

Alex’s smile was so bright that Henry briefly wondered if he’d accidentally mixed up their kinks. “Yay.”

He let out a laugh and leaned his head back, eyes slipping shut as he focused solely on the feeling of Alex’s fingers on his hip. “Yay indeed.” He could imagine the fingers curling over his skin. Could imagine how difficult it would be to keep himself from not shoving them off.

Alex was already leaning down to kiss along his lower stomach, which was slightly ticklish as it was, but the thought of being properly tickled in probably only a minute made Henry jump at the touch, his attempt at playing it cool failing entirely as Alex laughed into his skin.

“Sorry, baby.”

“It’s okay.”

“You’re already getting excited, huh?”

“Shut up.”

“I will in a second.” But Alex was loud even when orally occupied. Always moaning and humming and sighing, which nearly got them in trouble when they were a secret. He was kissing his way loudly down Henry’s torso, giving his inner thighs attention which left Henry shaking with both suppressed giggles and something entirely else. They were lucky to be alone. Lucky to have the space to be alone. Henry felt safe to sprawl out as Alex took him in his hand first to get him started, felt safe to moan because Alex knew exactly how to touch him. His free hand was still on Henry’s hip, squeezing slightly, maybe to steady himself, or maybe to keep him on edge. It didn’t matter. Henry was all nerve endings now. All bare skin and vulnerability and trust. All he felt was Alex on his body. Alex sliding down to swallow him. Alex moving slowly because he knew Henry would eventually dig his nails into his back to get him to hurry up and he enjoyed seeing him squirm. Alex used his elbows to keep himself up, both planted on either side of Henry, with his hands resting on Henry’s sides, maybe tickling or maybe simply twitching. It didn’t matter. Henry wasn’t being tickled yet and so he barely felt it, too busy feeling other things.

And then Alex moved his hands to his hip bones and didn’t move them away again, not even as Henry started writhing, overwhelmed from the combination of pleasure and ticklishness and unsure of how to handle it. His laughter was quick and panicked, and yet his hands kept gripping the sheets. Alex smiled around him, a sound akin to delight escaping him, but Henry could barely hear him over himself.

“F-fuck, Alex, fuck, I-”

His nerve endings were in shambles, and all he could do was keep arching his back, head thrown back, eyes wide open as if being able to see what he was doing was helping him at all. But it was a lovely sight, Alex looking up at him as if he didn’t want to miss a single moment. Hair sticking to his forehead. Cheeks tinted pink.

“You like that?” he asked when he moved to the tip, making Henry whine through his laughter.

“Y-yes.”

“I can tell.” Contact briefly breaking when he grinned. “I like that you like it.”

Oh. Okay. Okay okay. Right. Okay.

Alex took him in again, moan turning into humming which Henry would eventually realize was him attempting to say the words ‘tickle tickle’ while having a mouthful of Henry and, well, he was glad he realized that toward the end and not in the beginning.

When Alex had said that he wanted to tickle his hips he must’ve been lying, because once his hands started straying it seemed as if they would never stay in one spot for longer than a couple of minutes. Maybe to keep Henry guessing, or maybe to give him momentary mercy. Either way, he wasn’t sure if it was mercy at all. He let go of the sheets when Alex scribbled his fingers over his belly, the first spot to have him scrambling to stop him, but Alex was able to evade him much too easily than seemed possible for someone who was partly occupied with something else.

“Nuh uh,” he said, coming up briefly to wag a playful finger at him. “No blocking my tickling.”

“It’s not that easy,” Henry said, grateful for the chance to breathe.

“Be a good boy and try for me, okay, baby?” Alex lowered himself down again. “I’m not finished yet, and, by the looks of it, neither are you.”

It was crazy that Henry could be blushing when in this position, when he had absolutely nothing to hide or that could be hidden at all.

Alex tickled his belly for as long as Henry let him, which was longer than they’d both probably thought but then again Henry nearly ripped the headboard off the bed in his plight. Heels were digging into the mattress, and he had the brief ridiculous fear that they would have to explain to someone in the morning how the hell they had broken a whole bed.

“Please!” The desperation in his voice surprised him and was probably the reason Alex switched spots without him having to say anything else, latching onto his sides instead which had him giggling, but not more than that. Exhausted by that point, he was able to feel Alex blowing him more than tickling him, although that would change once Alex remembered he had thighs which he spidered his fingers over, although he avoided the inner thighs lest he wanted to be crushed to death.

“I want to see how long you can keep your legs around me while I tickle your thighs.” Alex repeated his words from much earlier, when focus had started shifting to Henry in the first place, only this time Henry wrapped his legs around him rather than doing the opposite. He knew he would lose immediately but was willing to try.

(It lasted approximately ten seconds.)

Later, when Alex had dried them off and kissed Henry’s hair about a thousand times, he said, “I love tickling you because you never know how you’re going to react. It’s so- bodily. No thoughts seem to be involved.”

“Are you calling me stupid.”

“Well, it is called being tickled silly.”

And Henry, having been tickled out, could only agree.

#tickling #tickle fic #ticklish!henry #firstprince fic #rwrb fic #firsprince #rwrb #not sfw #imagine being loved by me #n writes

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eviesaurusrex · 1 year

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ʜᴀʀʀʏ ꜱᴛʏʟᴇꜱ x ᴀꜱᴘɪʀɪɴɢ ꜱɪɴɢᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

faceclaim: Devon Cole

author’s note: I had this idea on a whim (and bc I’m obsessed with her music), and now it’s here. I hope you enjoy this! lindathetree and billtherock are reader’s best friends! Aaaand we’re gonna change his outfit order for NYC. The blue vest set is now NYC I, and the red-striped candy cane jumpsuit is (still) NYC II—I mixed something up and was too lazy to change it lol. Attention: This is… a tad long. And not entirely proofread bc I still struggle with the pain management of my wisdom teeth removal rip

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yourinstagram I’m still in awe and stare in shameless wonder over this next milestone in my (relatively young and short) career as an artist. This was only possible because of you out there, who always enjoyed my little videos of lyric snippets, always urging me to write full songs and release them as such out into this world.

This is your triumph <3

And a huge thanks to Spotify for making my newest baby a bop!

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yourfan1 Witch deserves even more!!!

yourfan2 I’m 100% one of the 2,179 listeners because I have this masterpiece on repeat 24/7 🥰

lindathetree Yes, hello, it’s what you deserve, baby, had to say this, byyyyyye ❤️

↳ yourinstagram I love you, L 🥺❤️

↳ lindathetree luv yu 2 :*

Spotify It’s a pleasure to be part of your journey!

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billtherock It’s one of your best works, turtle. It’s only natural for it to gain the attention it deserves—AND YOU!

↳ yourinstagram Biiiiiill 🥺

↳ yourfan3 Get yourself friends like Bill and Linda.

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yourfan4 I discovered you over the for you page on both youtube and tiktok and have followed you ever since, and I am so immensely proud of you, YN. I feel like a very proud big brother right now, and I’m being very emotional over this post 🥺

↳ yourinstagram Oh my, love! Thank you so much. This really means the world to lil’ ol me (and I wouldn’t mind having a proud big brother) ❤️

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↳ yourfan4 Anytime, YN 🥰❤️

blurryh so damn proud of you, darling ❤️

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↳ yourinstagram ❤️❤️❤️

↳ yourinstagram It wouldn’t have been possible without your constant and loving support and help and reassurance, H <3

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↳ blurryh Bollocks, I was only rooting for you in the back ❤️ You did this perfectly on your own x

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ynfanpage My phone is so full of screenshots and videos of the beauty and grace, and talent that is YN LN; it should be mandatory for everyone in this world. Seeing her and her songs getting the attention they deserve makes my heart full. Our woman deserves nothing less ❤️

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yourfan1 beautifully said!

yourfan2 +1

yourfan3 It was about time. She’s supposed to make BANK with her music because it’s this good.

↳ ynfanpage Totally. But I also don’t wanna see her leave the bookshop she is working at bc it’s my favorite part of the week to chat with her 👉🏻👈🏻

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↳ yourfan4 YOU ARE ONE LUCKY HUMAN???

↳ yourfan3 😦😦😦

yourinstagram I’m full-on blushing in the middle of a subway station 🫣

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↳ ynfanpage I won’t apologize for that! 🤭

lindathetree You’re not alone 👀😅

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usweekly Singer-songwriter Harry Styles was today seen in New York City on a stroll with a young woman, who fans suspect is newcomer singer-songwriter YN LN. Her latest song W.I.T.C.H. hit the 2 million listening mark on Spotify a few weeks ago and was named It’s a Bop on the music streaming service.

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yourfan1 😦😍

yourfan2 They know each other???? 🥹

hsfan1 Oh. I didn’t see that one coming

internet_troll Probably using him for fame.

internet_troll2 Not her. She is so untalented 💀

↳ internet_troll3 lol yeah. And she is DEFINITELY using him for fame, that b*tch

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hsfan2 I actually like what I see. She is a sweetheart! And their style match perfectly 🤭

↳ yourfan3 She really is! Just as Harry. Match made in heaven? 👀

↳ hsfan3 It seems 👀

internet_troll4 She should keep her hands off him—that’s my man.

↳ hsfan4 pathetic 🙄

hsfan5 I hope she isn’t using him, tho I don’t think she could do that bc she really is lovely.

harrystylesfanpage Uhm… YN is really good??? And the mv to W.I.T.C.H. is really aesthetically appealing? I like what I see (and hear). So, if the rumors are true, could we welcome her with open arms bc I think she is a Harrie on top of being talented af🖖🏽

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ynfanpage She actually is. She tried to save as much money as possible to go to every show in her area when he toured for the first time solo. And she knows every song by heart 😅

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↳ harrystylesfanpage That’s very interesting and good to know 👀

hsfan1 I found her while scrolling through Spotify a few months back, and I’ve been hooked ever since. So yeah, she is absolutely welcome here!

internet_troll1 You need to stop obsessing over this b*tch. She is using him, you blind idiot.

↳ harrystylesforever Just shut up 🙄

hsfan2 I like her. I like how happy Harry looked in those pap pics. So, I want her to be one of us.

billtherock Y’all are late to the party, but the party is still going! Welcome!

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yourfan1 People finally see how talented she is!

↳ internet_troll2 Fucking shut up. You can’t see talent even if it’s right under your nose 🤣

↳ yourfan1 And you spent an awful lot of time hating on people publicly even if you state you hate them. Logic? Nowhere to be seen.

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hsfan3 We will see if they both say something about the rumors or just laugh about us oblivious idiots xD

↳ hsfan4 Maybe the latter 😂

harrystyles Pretty flower ❤️

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hsfan1 Uhm… 👀

jefezoff HARRY

↳ harrystyles What?

↳ jefezoff … Take a very close look at your IG profile.

↳ harrystyles …Oooops.

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↳ yourinstagram 💀

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internet_troll1 Dear lord, she probably pushed him to post this so she can gain more followers 🤢

internet_troll2 Can’t believe this b*tch is this stupid. She will get so much hate lol 🤣

↳ harrystylesfanpage And from who? You? Nobody cares about you.

liked by gemmastyles, hsfan3, yourfan5, and 430 others

hsfan2 Not sure if that was supposed to land here 😅

↳ yourfan1 Definitely not 🤭

lindathetree That’s my pretty bestie! Told you it would happen eventually, billtherock 😂

↳ billtherock Surprised it didn’t happen anytime sooner

liked by yourfan2, yourfan5, hsfan1, and 46 others

yourinstagram So, the entire world now knows what pictures you have of me.

↳ harrystyles Sorry, love x

↳ yourinstagram Mhm 👀

↳ harrystyles Ice cream to make it up to you? x

↳ yourinstagram You don’t have to make anything up to me, but I could never say No to ice cream 😚

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↳ yn_and_harry They are so soft for each other 🥹

↳ harry_and_yn You just CANNOT tell me that they don’t love each other. I saw them strolling through Central Park—if the entire world had seen how Harry looked at her and YN looked at him, nobody would question this relationship 😠❤️

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hsfan3 Will you be at his NYC shows??? yourinstagram 😍

↳ yourinstagram 100% YES! 🥳

↳ hsfan3 Would it be okay to talk to you if I happened to see you? 👉🏻👈🏻

↳ yourinstagram Of course, lovie 🥺❤️

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gemmastyles It’s surprising how long this didn’t happen. Jeff and I had a bet going on; no one wins now.

↳ jefezoff We didn’t have a bet. It was only a conversation about this particular topic.

↳ gemmastyles A conversation doesn’t end with the words “I bet” 😇

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yourinstagram Well… Someone 👀 spilled the tea, so: look at my handsome man.

I’ve always been immensely proud of you, but tonight, it’s something else. To see what you’ve achieved over the past years… Mindblowing. I love you to the moon and back, to the depths of the oceans and the wide of the world. Words can’t express my love for you, H. To 14 more incredible nights ❤️

[harrystyles]

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annetwist I love you, my two loves ❤️

↳ yourinstagram ❤️❤️❤️

↳ hsfan1 She has Anne’s blessing—haters can back off. Anne’s blessing is like the verification symbol on IG for this relationship.

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jefezoff I’m also very proud of him.

↳ yourinstagram I’m also very proud of YOU.

↳ jefezoff Oh, thank you. Thank you. That’s too kind 😇

↳ yourinstagram Mhm 👀

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↳ hsfan1 Jeff, the compliment hogger 😂

hsfan2 According to her post, I don’t believe they’re “new” 👀

↳ hsfan3 Having the same feeling over here 🥹

lindatherock And you didn’t bring me with you, hmpf.

↳ yourinstagram You told me that you had to work!!! I asked you numerous times 👀

↳ billtherock That’s very true, Linda.

↳ lindatherock Still: hmpf.

gemmastyles Where did you venture off now??? 😂

↳ yourinstagram Jeff wanted to show me something—turns out this something was Harry during his break 🤷🏼‍♀️❤️

↳ gemmastyles I’m gonna wait here for you then 👌🏻

↳ harry_and_yn And another Styles who obviously gave her blessing. Could we please stop giving these two a hard time now? Thank you.

yourfan1 So happy to see you this happy!

gemmastyles He is the happiest with you ❤️

(YN stood right next to me and didn’t do anything except for looking—that’s all it’s needed to make him smile like that. She is a keeper.)

[harrystyles, yourinstagram]

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hsfan1 Awwww 🥹 I love a happy!Harry

hsfan2 He looks so content with his life 😍

yourfan1 He makes her happy, she makes him happy - easy as that!

annetwist ❤️

yourinstagram Thank you, Gem 👉🏻👈🏻🥹

↳ gemmastyles I have to thank you, silly ❤️

mitchrowland There isn’t a chance you could bring some iced coffee with you? And maybe something sweet?

↳ gemmastyles YN already has that on her to-do list!

↳ pillowpersonpp A literal angel ❤️

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yourinstagram Is this a Harrie-approved show outfit? 🤔

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hsfan1 It’s giving fancy cowboy vibes 😍

hsfan2 APPROVED!

yn_and_harry He will love this!!!

lindathetree My pretty bestiiiiie ❤️

↳ yourinstagram my even more pretty bestiiiie ❤️

yourfan1 The beauty you are 😭❤️

↳ hsfan3 I envy Harry so much

blurryh Pretty girl ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Pretty boy ❤️

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hsfan4 Definitely approved. I love this! Where did you get that blouse???

↳ yourinstagram Uhm… American Eagle I think? 😅

↳ hsfan4 Finally something I can afford, YES! Love you!

↳ lindathetree She is an American Eagle biatch. Almost her entire closet consists of AE stuff 👌🏻

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harry_lambert You clearly never need me ❤️

↳ yourfan2 Harry L is here! 😱

↳ yourinstagram I could NEVER outdo your magic!

↳ harry_lambert Well, maybe you need to stop waving off my offers then!

↳ yourinstagram We’ll see 👉🏻👈🏻

↳ hsfan5 YN is so humble 🥺

harryismyman You’re so ugly, what does Harry see in you lol

harrystyles Love On Tour. New York City II. August, 2022.

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hsfan1 Who wants to bet that he looked at YN? 👀

↳ hsfan2 He definitely did

↳ hsfan3 Yeeeep. That’s the smile reserved for her ❤️

annetwist Enjoy it ❤️

yourinstagram 🥰❤️

↳ harrystyles Can’t wait to see you x

↳ yourinstagram Front and center—as always ❤️

↳ harrystyles That’s my girl x

↳ harrystylesfanpage I live for their love 🥹

harryismyman Please reply to my dm, love!

↳ hsfan4 🤦🏾🤦🏾🤦🏾

internetroll1 He deserves so much better than yourinstagram.

internetroll2 Could Harry just break up with this stupid yourinstagram girl?

;

“We have a problem,” Jeff spoke right next to her and scared the living shit out of YN, who was in deep conversation with a small group of lovely fans, already impatiently waiting for her boyfriend to appear. With a hand pressed to her jeans-clad chest, the woman turned and stared up at the manager with wide eyes. “Dear avocado, Jeff!” He gently got a hold of her arm and urgently pulled her with him while she waved the group with boas around their necks, an apologetic smile on her face. “What’s wrong? Did someone die?” The manager huffed and only stopped when they had arrived in one of the underground hallways of MSG. “Nobody died, but the supporting act got last minute sick.”

YN’s lips parted at that; her mouth formed a soft O, and blinking, she tried to understand the situation. “Okay…? Do you have a backup?” He shook his head slowly, but the expression in his eyes didn’t sit right with her. “Unless someone agrees to jump in,” he now said, and the young woman felt her heartbeat quicken. Jeff didn’t need to explain this further to her, her mind already spiraling at the thought alone of making an appearance on the big stage. So, she started to shake her head—slow at first, but with growing desperation and urgency. “No, no, no.” She moved both hands up; her head continued to move from left to right, fast enough to give her whiplash. “I can’t do this, Jeff. You know I adore you, but… no.”

He followed the young singer as she took several steps back and threw her a pleading look. “Why not, YNN? You are great! You are a great singer! This could be a possibility.” It was almost comical that he didn’t see the controversy lying in it, the potential extent of hate she could get when doing what he asked of her. “That’s exactly the point, Jeff! Imagine what they would think when suddenly it’s me who stands on that stage! A stage prepared for my immensely famous boyfriend. Just… just give this a five-second thought, and you’ll see why I can’t do this. They will all think the same—that-that I’m using him as a launching pad for my own career before throwing him in the trash can like a half-eaten hotdog. But that’s not true!”

YN felt panic bubbling inside her at the prospect of losing Harry over the hate of this fandom which would ultimately attack not only her but him as well. And she couldn’t possibly allow that to happen.

Jeff gently grabbed her shoulders and moved her to look at him. “I know that that’s not true. The band knows. His family knows. You know. Harry knows. Everyone that matters know how much you love each other and that this is not a PR stunt or PR relationship. Who cares what the world thinks?” YN took a deep breath. “They will hate me. I could never use a social media account ever again, Jeff. And you know how much I love to interact with my fans. I… I can’t put that at risk.” His head shake let her breath slow down more and more. “Your fans will know the truth. They always do, somehow. The haters will lose interest soon enough, you know how they behave over time. And think of all those people out there. Many of them already like you because you make Harry so happy, everyone can see it. Remember how they cheered last night when he tried to find you in the crowd, and they helped him to see you between them. That’s all that matters to most of them—that he is happy.”

She took another deep breath and blinked up at him, unsure what to do. “But what if I fail up there?” Jeff grinned. “You’re a blast on a stage. It’s your second home, YN. Do you really think you could fail up there?” Her anxiety screamed Yes, but the realistic part of her brain only shrugged its shoulders because she had always lived for the stages of this world—even if it only was an aisle between bookshelves in the bookshop she worked ever since starting at and graduating from college.

So, all she did was nod once, and Jeff grinned even wider before ushering her to the technicians to provide her with an earpiece and a microphone.

—

“Uhm… Jeff?” Harry’s voice called through the underground hallway as soon as his eyes spotted his manager. The brunette raised a dark brow at the singer, and Harry held his phone up. “D’you know where YNN is? She doesn’t react to any of my texts, and I thought we would meet here before I went out,” he explained the situation to him—the my girlfriend is kinda missing in action situation.

But Jeff couldn’t really say anything because, at this moment, a voice, followed by booming applause and cheers, echoed through the long hallways. “Hey, everyone!” Harry looked confused as hell as he heard YN’s voice multiplied by a microphone and the sound system of Madison Square Garden. “What’s happening now?” He was followed by his manager and some bodyguards as he just made his way upwards to stand right next to the pit. His eyes almost pop out at the sight of his gorgeous woman standing on the stage, a huge smile on her face.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you because clearly, I’m not Blood Orange.” A laugh runs through the audience. “There was a last-minute sickness call, but we only wish them the best, don’t we? Let them hear it!” The people cheered loudly at that, and YN smiled even more widely. “I’m pretty sure they heard it till the other side of the river! And so, this only leaves the question of if y’all don’t mind if I play the supporting act for tonight, so we can greet Harry properly later on. Would that be alright with y’all?” She moved the mic to direct it to the people in front and around her. His fans cheered loudly, and a laugh escaped YN. “I didn’t quite get you!” Another move of the mic and the audience screamed their encouragement. “I suppose that’s a Yes! Thank you. Don’t worry if you only know a few or any songs at all. We still can have a great time together!” YN turned to the band, and at the nod of the drummer, she held her thumb up and grinned brightly.

Harry stood in constant awe on his spot, almost ignoring his fans, of whom some had spotted the singer, but he was too enthralled by his woman upstage, owning it like she was born for it. And in his opinion, she had been born to do exactly this.

As the first tunes of W.I.T.C.H. echoed through the hall, many of the audience cheered loudly, and even Harry whistled and cheered alongside them. “She ain't out to get you, but she's better on your side,” YN sang, and then, the people sang the refrain with her. “And she don't wanna be anybody else - She's a woman in total control of herself.—Oh my, you know this song?!—It's such a wonder to be under her spell - What a woman, in total control of herself.”

The singer continued to watch in wonder and almost didn’t realize that Jeff had patted his shoulder. “We need to get you ready,” his manager told him, and Harry reluctantly followed him, always throwing a look over his shoulder to see his girl glowing up there.

harrystyles Thank you for stepping in, my love. I’m so damn proud of you. This is your moment! x

[yourinstagram]

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gemmastyles What a banger!! Whoever that is, we all need to listen to her songs more often 👀👀👀

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↳ yourinstagram Geeeeeeem 🙈

↳ gemmastyles 😘🥰

↳ hsfan1 🥹

hsfan2 Best supporting act!!!

mitchrowland 🥳❤️

pillowpersonpp That’s my girl! 👸🏼

yourfan1 She seriously is born to do exactly this!

↳ hsfan3 Def! She was SO good upstage

internettroll1 💀💀💀💀

internettroll2 Untalented, ugly, unworthy of him 🤪

internettroll3 I just checked her social media accounts—she gained SO many new followers. Can’t tell me she isn’t dating him for precisely this.

internettroll4 Youre still my man, Harry. Leave this b*tch.

—harrystyles turned off comments for this post—

harrystyles My tired loves x

I always was very grateful for my fans and how we handle things on social media as individuals. But lately—actually, ever since my relationship got public knowledge—hateful comments have pooled here, and I will not tolerate a single word filled with hatred, especially if it’s directed toward this angel of a woman who makes me the happiest. I don’t want to exclude you, my longtime fans and supporters, from this part of my life after I finally feel comfortable enough to share this with you willingly. So, could we treat people with kindness again?

Thank you, x H.

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harrystylesfanpage Wow, you did it, people. You made him so upset that he needed to call y’all’s bullshit out 😠

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↳ hsfan1 I’m so sad🥺 She is the loveliest human being and doesn’t deserve all this hate

harrystylesforever True fans will protect you both!

ynfanpage Poor babies 😭❤️

hsfan2 They have a cat together 😭

↳ yourfan1 Everything screams for a long-term relationship. Can’t tell me otherwise.

annetwist ❤️

gemmastyles 😞❤️

hsfan3 Those haters never were true fans 🤬❤️

lindathetree Me and billtherock are very thankful that you take such good care of her and protect her from all that ❤️

↳ harrystyles It’s my duty x

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yn_and_harry We love you two! What’s your guys' cat’s name? She is such a pretty bean 🥺❤️

↳ yourinstagram Her name is Juniper, but we barely call her that. She probably wouldn’t react to it anyway

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↳ yn_and_harry That’s normal 😅❤️

yourfan1 I’m so sorry you got so much hate, yourinstagram But Harry is there for you, obviously! ❤️

yourinstagram I love you.

↳ harrystyles I love you more x

↳ yourinstagram Nope, not possible ❤️

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I’m not sure what I think about this one, but hey, it’s here, and I’m excited to read what y’all think. Hope you liked it <3 As usual: comments, reblogs, and likes are much appreciated!

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respectthepetty · 6 months

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So, I saw your post about the JoongDunk, PondPhuwin, ForceBook ultimate gym bros bl. And I had a very important question.

If, hypothetically, gmmtv were to actually make this a thing. What would you want their color coding to be like? Even, how would you want their color coding to change as the fall in love?

Feel free to be as specific or generic as you like! I'm just very curious about the idea 👀

I have eighty million things to do, Anon, yet here I am, excited to answer this question, immediately! *pushes all my responsibilities to the side* There are no pictures because I'm being wild today and doing this from my WORK COMPUTER!

First, the premise of my Gym Bros BL, tentatively called

Flex Appeal

*I'm using the actors' names, but this is about their characters, not them. Force owns a gym. He has trainers Dunk, Joong, and Pond. Book and Phuwin work together at a food marketing company, so they eat a lot of snacks throughout the day. Phuwin wants to start working out and drags Book along. Dunk and Joong are super competitive, but it's all really them flirting with each other. Pond instantly likes Phuwin, but Phuwin thinks he is nothing but a meathead until he realizes Pond is super smart and kind. Book likes Force and starts bringing him tasty treats from the office during the workout sessions since he notices Force never leaves to eat properly. We could have cameos from other people who workout or companies trying to market their food. We could have Force trying to keep his business open, and Book helping him with marketing. WE COULD HAVE GYM QUEERS!

Now for the colors:

Dunk and Joong - Red Rascal and Green Guy. Dunk has the Red Rascal look aka beautiful. His character would always be up to some tomfoolery, and Joong as the chill Green Guy would always be down to join in on the shenanigans. I call them my troublesome tykes for a reason, and I think their natural personalities would easily lead to characters who are the matchmakers of the group too. Like constantly setting up situations for the other pairs to fall in love while unknowingly falling in love themselves.

Pond and Phuwin - Pond is a Blue Boy in this imagined series. He falls quickly for Phuwin and is devoted to winning him over. He is good with his hands and very intelligent when it comes to building, like say for props for an ad that Phuwin needs help with. Phuwin on the other hand is a Yellow/Orange Oddity. He is creative and works in the visuals area of the marketing department. He likes to talk and Pond likes to listen even if Pond doesn't understand it all. He wears glasses.

Force and Book - Give them the dark versus light dynamic. Force is a Brooding Boy, in black most of the time because his life has been rough, which is easy since it'll be black tanks, black shorts, black car. Yum. Then, Book is the Happy Human in his cream and white cardigans with khaki pants or some basic boy attire. Force will teach Book to take risks, and Book will open Force's heart!

Cameos:

Mix works at the company with Book and Phuwin, but he is a higher-up who we see three times. He mentions his boyfriend goes to this gym nearby, which gives the boys the idea to try it out.

Earth is the boyfriend who shows up occasionally at the gym. He never speaks. I just need to see his back tattoos.

Fourth and Gemini can play baby interns at the company who just randomly pop in with the wrong orders of coffee and the wrong mail for people.

Neo is an asshole from another rival gym who is a meathead and Phuwin's ex (see what I did there people who have been around since Neo x Phuwin?).

Louis works in the IT department, and we see him exactly once when Phuwin has to go ask for help with his work computer, and Louis notices an old picture of Phuwin with Neo on it.

Papang is the guy constantly getting hit on at the gym. It's a running joke throughout the show, but in the second-to-last episode, his HUSBAND shows up to drop off his phone since he left it at home, and it's revealed to be Mark, who appeared earlier in the season as an up-and-coming baker who the company is trying to woo, which is why Papang works out all the time since he loves his man's baked goods. Neither wears the ring because rings should not be worn when working out or baking.

Book convinces Mark to come out with a line of healthy after-workout snacks, Force is used as the model, and his gym sees a rise in customers since his gym is the only place to get these snacks, and EVERYONE WINS!

I have spent a lot of time thinking about my gym bros bl. I need it like I need air. These men are too built to let it go to waste. Film them in a gym. Just let the camera roll and half of the footage would be just them bs-ing with each other. It's a win-win for everyone involved including the audience.

#flex appeal #gym bros bl #give it to me!#the plot writes itself #are you listening GMMTV?!#ya wanna be DisneyBL then lean into it #GIVE ME WHAT I WANT ALREADY!#Korea's Strongberry has been the only one to even get slightly close to this #why is this so difficult #this is the easiest plot #give it to jojo #I said what I said

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nerdieforpedro · 28 days

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Part Five of “The Lake Between Us”

Closing the Distance

Ezra AU x Seraphina (plus size OFC)

This fic is for those 18+ MDNI

Word Count: about 1.2k

Warnings: Ezra is a warning, alcohol use, food mention (I finally got him to cook!), tension of various kinds 👀

Summary: Ezra and Seraphina have agreed to dinner. He cooks, she serves the liquor.

Notes: More interaction with these two and I’m getting more used to writing Ezra’s speech pattern as I understand it. 🥸 Might be a time skip

Main Masterlist / Ezra Masterlist/ The Lake Between Us Series

Ezra was two minutes early. He’d made his shrimp gumbo, the fragrance of the spices seeped out from under the top that jiggled when he walked up her stairs. Seraphina insisted that he come in through the front.

“Guests come in through the front door. Those you want to hide enter in the back.” She told him as they planned for the evening.

Ezra retorted, “Even if I were to enter from the rear my dear Sundrop, my presence would be known no matter my status. I don’t mind if you feel the need to hide me, as long as I am allowed in.” He’d left her with that line after they made plans to have dinner that night.

His wore a pair of black slacks with a white t-shirt, it hugged his biceps and chest, with a v-neck that dipped and exposed his collarbone. It glistened with the humidity almost as brightly as the smile he had when he stood on her front porch, a bottle of Jack Daniels was under his arm. The nurse opened the door, took the bottle and stepped back to allow him in. Her guest was right on time, a good thing as she’d just taken the biscuits out of the oven and buttered them.

Ezra removed his black shoes and followed her into the kitchen, the smell of the bread dancing on his nose, more powerful than that, was whatever perfume or oil that his Sundrop was wearing. It smelled the same as when he met her in person earlier today. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail this time, not in a tight bun. It lightly swayed along with her hips as she walked, her left shoulder had a mole that he noted, no tattoos that he saw. The dress she wore was bright, a royal blue draped across her curves. She might say too generous and too chunky, Ezra felt they were just fine, more for him to hold and explore - when the time was right.

Setting his pot on the stove, she asked if he wanted a plate or a bowel for his gumbo. He chuckled and told her bowel of course. Full lips formed a smile as she shook her head, the muted red on her lips drew his eyes to them.

The pair sat down to eat, starting with the basics, last names, birthdays, and favorite liquor. Neither of them mentioned why they ended up on their respective spots across the lake yet. The conversation then shifted to family, Sera described her parents and brothers. Ezra was estranged from his and wasn’t sure if he was alive or not. They were never close. His charge Cee or his ‘Birdie’ is his family now. He expressed that he wasn’t never sure he would ever feel truly proud in life but he did with her. His eyes that had twinkles of lust changed to excitement in regaling Seraphina with her accomplishments.

Watching him become so animated where he’s been relaxed was a treat to see so the nurse enjoyed. He spoke a bit about his airboat captain and touring before inquiring as to what she did. She left it as being a medical- surgical nurse in a hospital. He could he feelings were mixed, but he didn’t press. It was still too early. Instead it switched to relationships which neither of them were in.

“Ezra, I don’t know if I should trust a man who can cook so well.” Sera sighs after finishing a second helping of the shrimp gumbo. She shouldn’t haven’t eaten so much but it was delicious along with the lemonade she made.

Ezra swallowed the last spoons of his second bowel and sat back, full of confidence, “It would be wise to be wary but you can enjoy the food you have now. You might find you want another taste later Sundrop.” He picked up a biscuit and split it open, drizzling honey on it and biting into it, licking the sticky substance off his lip. “I find myself with an ache to sample a vision I’ve often seen. I wager it would hands down beat that flavor of this honey.” A drop had stuck to his finger so he sucked it off, audibly.

Seraphina knew it was a dangerous game inviting a man like Ezra into her home. It had been a bad idea to keep watching him from her porch but she still did that as well. She had remained curious about him, the familiarity of his hunted look. She went to wash dishes which Ezra soundly told her “No Seraphina I’ll take care of them.” He’d been calling her different nicknames during the evening and it was their first time since the afternoon he’s said her name, she thanked him and grabbed two glasses with the liquor gifted by her guest and headed to her back porch where he joined moments later.

“Join me on the porch since you like to be licking your fingers like that. Acting like you’re a savory nightcap you rascal.” Her chuckle as they plopped down on the whicker bench led the airboat captain to speak after he observed the sky, the sun had long dipped beneath the horizon and small stars dotted the darkening canvas above them.

“We’ve been each other’s nightcap for six weeks Moonbeam. I don’t foresee that changing in the immediate future. Our distance has decreased.” Sipping on his first glass of the night, his arm extended along the back of the bench, not touching Sera’s shoulders but close enough where she could sense his heat.

“It has. I am eager to know why you’re up in the late hours like I am,” her inquiry began, “since you’ve warned me to be wary.” The slow gulp from her liquor had Ezra contemplate how much to say if anything at all, even where to start.

“That I did Moonbeam. You should be cautious of my motives, but I can start at the beginning of my troubles for you if you like.” He placed his hand on hers, running up her arm to her shoulder and drew a small circle around her mole. “Be forewarned, the past is neither rosy nor glamorous. It is fraught with hardship, double-crosses and some death.”

Moonbeam grinned, nodding as he spoke, “Sounds like a thriller Ezra. I’m all ears. Add a dash of romance and some mistaken identity and you have yourself a movie marathon.”

“I’m sure you’d be riveted to hear it.”

“That I would.” Moonbeam crosses her legs and leans forward, touching his chin with a finger, “Speak.”

The night continued into the daylight as they sat exchanging stories, laughing as they drank. Eventually they parted, with Ezra heading back to his home as they waved at each other from the respective screen doors. This time, there was a definite promise to meet again and they would in a few days. This time his house would be open to Seraphina and he’d welcome her with warm food, open arms and more laughter.

These nights turned into days over the subsequent weeks with greater frequency as Ezra and Seraphina spent more time together.

Part Four Part Six

Interlude One

Taste-testers of Ezra’s gumbo 🍤: @rav3n-pascal22 @maggiemayhemnj @morallyinept @survivingandenduring @bonezone44 @magpiepillsjunior @yorksgirl @gemmahale @missredherring @missladym1981 @alltheglitterandtheroar @megamindsecretlair @readingiskeepingmegoing @pedroshotwifey @tinytinymenace @inept-the-magnificent @vivian-pascal @jessthebaker

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #din djarin #ezra prospect #Ezra prospect x ofc #Ezra prospect x plus size ofc #the lake between us #Nerdie’s writing

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sailor-aviator · 6 months

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Maybe a Drabble about Jake carving the horse for Scout? Ha ha jk, unless 👀

I wanted to do this before publishing Chapter Eight 👀

Jake wasn't sure how to feel after his argument with you. On one hand, you were an excellent shot and he questioned why that didn't shock him as much as he thought it should.

On the other hand, the sight of you in the saloon had him terrified. What would have happened to you had he not shown up when he did? Isaac had been so close to...no. He couldn't think of that now. He had made it, he reminded himself. You were safe for the time being.

Jake wasn't a naive man, he knew that Isaac wouldn't lay low forever. Isaac was a calculated and cold man. He would strike when the time was right. He knew Maverick would keep an eye on you, but it was the fact that that thought didn't even bring him comfort which gave him pause.

He had always looked up to Maverick, seeing him as a father figure ever since his died in the outbreak all those years ago. Maverick was strong and dependable. But Jake knew that he would worry about you until he got back to town, that much was certain.

Jake paced along the street, debating on what to do. He needed the money that would come from this job, Sarah and Billy depended on it. But the nagging inside him said to not leave you alone. He'd never forgive himself if something were to happen to you.

He wasn't sure when his feelings for you had become so strong. Javy told him that he was smitten from first sight, and Jake supposed he was right. You were fiery, and you didn't let him get away with shit. He liked that about you.

He huffed out a sigh before plopping down on the porch in front of the saloon, grabbing one of the logs Penny kept for the fire. Jake wasn't sure when he had started whittling, but he knew he enjoyed it. It helped keep his hands and his mind busy when he was troubled. He never knew what it was he was going to carve until the figurine already sat in his hand, finished.

Jake sat there thinking about you, his pocket knife digging into the wood harshly as he thought back to the events from earlier that day. He had never seen you that vulnerable, and his hands itched to track Isaac down and put a bullet through his skull. He thought about how your eyes glistened with tears that mixed with the blood from the scratch on your cheek. Your clothes had been torn and you had looked at him with such a sense of relief that it had his heart aching in his chest.

But he had also seen the claw marks on Isaac's skin, the blood running from his mouth. You had fought him, his girl was a fighter. His chest swelled with pride at the thought of you fighting the larger man, and a smile twitched at the corner of his lips.

Yes, you were a fighter, the voice inside him preened. Maybe that was why he liked you so much.

He thought about how your eyes blazed every time he tried to flirt with you, how you scowled at almost everything he said. You were so cute when you pouted. You were even cuter when you tried to cling onto that prim and proper act, but Jake could see the wild streak in you. It was one that could never be broken, and Jake decided right then and there that he would build that streak up, wanting to see who you really were behind your fancy clothes and words.

Jake also thought about how you looked working in your garden. The dirt covering your face and dress as you toiled away, the pinch of your brows as you concentrated. The very thought brought a small smile to his lips. He kept carving.

Your skin was so soft, and where most girls would be determined to keep it that way, you had insisted on taking on as many chores as you could around the ranch. Jake remembered how exhausted you had looked when he popped by unannounced that one day, your face red from excursion, your hair plastered to your forehead from the sweat. He wanted to kiss you right then and there.

His mind raced with thoughts of you as he continued to carve, and before he knew it, the blue light of the early morning greeted him. He blinked, looking up as he finished his last cut. He grimaced at the thought of riding out today with no sleep, but one look at the figurine in his hand had him feeling at ease.

The horse stared back up at him, poised in its grace, but looking like it was ready run wild at any moment. Just like you, Jake thought. He smoothed his thumb over the back before turning it over, carving his initials into the belly.

He slowly moved from his perch, muscles aching from being in the same position for so long. He stretched before making his way back down the road to your house. The town was quiet as he made his way towards the outskirts, and your home stood proudly in all its fine glory as the sun began to peak over the horizon. Jake trotted up the steps, debating on where he should leave his gift. He settled on the railing by the steps, placing the horse so that it faced the front door.

"Watch over her for me until I get back, yeah?" He told the figurine. It stared back at him, and he let out a soft chuckle. He gave one last look at the front door before turning and walking back towards the saloon where his friends waited for him.

#drabble #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x you #top gun hangman #dhtn #jake seresin x you #jake seresin fic #jake seresin fanfiction #hangman top gun #hangman seresin #hangman imagine #hangman x reader #hangman fanfiction #hangman x you #jake seresin imagine #don't hang'em til noon

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serene-sun · 11 months

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44 and 51 with Mimosa 👀👀👀

44: foursome

51: breeding season

Mimosa: mountain ghoul

A/n: sorry this is short, but I HAD to get it off and out. It’s not proof read, neither is it nice and slow. But I also crave to finish this aether/cirrus ask

Everyone says that ghouls in heat are insane, feral, or even dangerous. After years of doubting this “myth”, you didn’t expect to find a particular ghoul of yours acting so strange with his pack mates.

You had only cracked open the door to his room, you were concerned by all of the huffing and puffing, whimpers and moans.

But your mind had NOT prepared you in any way to see this!

There mountain was, on his knees taking another ghouls dick in his mouth. He’s whimpering and crying, tears spilling down his cheeks, eyes red, cheeks pink, the tips of his pointed ears red. The more you took in the situation, the more you noticed how he humped a pillow. His long cock was purple by now, the tip swollen and almost blue.

You looked at the ghoul face fucking him, which seemed to be aether, he didn’t bother looking at you. It seemed like he was also crying from pleasure, as well as his ears red. You noticed the other ghoul, watching from afar.

You just stood there, taking in the ghouls one bye one. You looked at aether, almost loosing himself on the heat of mountains mouth. Then to mountain, who just stood there pitifully looking at you, begging you for release. A soft whimper caught your attention, the ghoulette in the back behind mountain on his green silky bed. She rubbed circles on her Clit, her cunt pulsating with her heart beat, how her juices dripped out.

“Mm- p- ease.” Mountain muttered as aether pulled out of his wet mouth, his dick springing up.

“Let me- please I beg of you.” He whimpered, dragging you into his arms.

He pulled at your clothes, taking them off quickly.

“Mountain?!” You gasp, his fangs sinking into your neck, droplets of blood falling.

“Need to fill you~ I need I have to stuff you bunny…”

“What- I, mounti are you in heat?” You franticly ask watching a mix of blood and slobber roll down your neck.

“Yes~ we all- fuck- are.” The ghoulette moaned, crawling to the scene.

“Fuck,” you whine, feeling heat pool between your legs, “yes, yes, holy shit.”

As soon as “yes” left your soft pretty lips,

Aether slid right to between your thighs, pulling your underwear off and going to town.

The way his tongue felt was angelic, the hot wetness of the ghoul spreading your pussy lips apart and lapping at your clit was a sensation you never thought would feel so blissful.

Mountain choked a sob, feeling your hand accidentally bump into his erection.

“Please- I need your dick now, please aeth…” the ghoulette said, her ass sticking up as she slid closer to him.

The minute aether left your thighs, he went straight to squeezing and pinching her tits.

Mountain grabbed your arms, twisting you around onto his lap.

“You- baby you know our safe words.” Mountain said, impatience making his claws grow longer.

“Y-yes!” Mountain tugs at your hair, pulling you back to where he could see your gaping hole soaked already.

“Fuck please, please fuck me up mount.” You beg, grabbing ahold of his cock and positioning it right under your throbbing clit.

Mountain pushes you off of him, shoving you into the floor and slamming into you with full force. Your breathe is nocked out of you, and you bounce under him with every unforgiving thrust.

His cock hits the perfect place, sending you to pleasure heaven right on the spot.

You’re already so close, so near ready to feel him paint your walls. Who was this? Was this mountain? Was this a ghouls heat?

#serene sun nocontext #the band ghost #serene sun spice time #ghost band #serene sun writes #serene sun 400 event #mountain ghoul x reader smut #mountain ghoul x reader #aether x mountain #aether ghoul x reader

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fandomfluffandfuck · 4 months

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That. Fucking. MOUTH

Oh my God i'm actually screaming inside what the fuck. LOOK AT BABYGIRL'S PRETTY LIPS DJSGJDGSJS but i'm really looking at this gif—

This fucking gif somehow awakened the med kink inside of me so this is gonna be a ramble that contains a mix of med kink and pup play (maybe a little guard dog ish?👀) But i swear s, look at his teeth, look at his lips. What if those fingers were replaced by someone else's? Maybe pup's getting his teeth and mouth examined every week. He's sittin on the carpet, blue eyes staring up at Buck cause how can he not? Daddy looks so gorgeous he wants to worship him all day, whine at his feet or even— “C'mon, open wide pup.” Bucky repeated his words cause he was sure that his pup didn't hear him the first time. Steve whines for a second, blinking a few times before finally doing so, Bucky only able to chuckle at how good his pup was. Bucky hummed softly, pushing his upper lip and fat bottom lip aside just so he could get a good look at those goddamn teeth of his, all sharp and strong. “You been taking care of these?” Bucky hums, his voice soft but somewhat stern as he looks down at the poor puppy, running the pad of his rubber covered thumb over Steve's canine teeth. Steve nods, face red from the humiliation of Bucky's fingers rubbing over his sensitive gums and tongue, hanging his jaw wide open— trying his best to keep his lips parted for daddy.

Ehgdjege in conclusion :

THOSE FUCKING LIPSSS 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

R I G H T ?

JESUS CHRIS(T), WHY IS HE ALLOWED TO LOOK LIKE THAT.

And, PRECISELY, that gif. That is the gutting gif. Like. Literally! You get it! It's absolutely giving 🤌🏻medical exam roleplay🤌🏻 Examining that pretty mouth to make sure everything looks nice and healthy.

(Don't do this to meeee! Guard dog? Guh.)

That's--

Yeah 😮‍💨😮‍💨

I love that.

Like, I am imagining that Bucky regularly carries out these exams of Steve, making sure his dog is constantly in the best shape possible. He wants Steve in good health for his own safety and comfort, of course, but he also wants him in good health to make sure that anyone Bucky wants to stay away is warded off.

Thanks to these exams, Steve is well-groomed with rippling muscles and white, shiny teeth. And, truthfully, there's nothing more frightening to someone who’s not where they are supposed to be than a well-trained guard dog with sharp teeth gleaming behind snarling lips, just waiting for the command to attack--completely obedient and loyal to their Master and ready to prove it.

Steve's greatest, deepest pleasure comes from doing as his Master says. He wants to please him badly. He will do anything to protect him.

Also, just, Jesus Christ, the mental image of Bucky beckoning Steve over to him with just a click of his tongue and a smooth hand gesture in order to examine him is too much.

So is the image of Steve (naked other than his heavy-duty chain collar) obediently sticking out his tongue for Bucky to stroke the length with two fingertips… too much... he goes farther, though. Bucky purposefully triggers his gag reflex to see his dog's eyes involuntarily water and force him to start to drool. He doesn't otherwise move a muscle, though; too well trained. As Bucky runs his finger along his pet’s gums under his lips, top and bottom, he watches, rapt, at how much more drool spills from his mouth all wet and shiny and pretty. There's a puddle collecting on the floor. Bucky knows that his dog would lick it up if he commanded him to. He would, he will, he always will listen to his Master.

Fuck me. 🥴

Thank you for giving me the excuse to let the intrusive horny thoughts win, lmao

#asks #ccappucino #anon provided writing #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #teeth

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untitled-writer-013 · 11 months

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HIHIHI! I saw u were taking dbh requests?? If so can I have Yandere!Ralph with a reader who enjoys him acting that way and kiiiiiinda encourages it 👀 tyyyyy!!!!

Yandere!Ralph x GN!Encouraging!Reader

warning(s): possessive tendencies, reader encourages possessive behavior

Ralph loved (Y/n) more than anything. He had always wanted to find someone he could call ‘his’, and that’s who his darling was to him. At first, he tried his best to hide his possessive tendencies, but there was a day where he simply couldn’t help himself.

The two of them had gone out to run some errands, wanting to pick up some gardening tools for the garden they had started on the roof of the abandoned house. Ralph was delighted to go out with his darling, and (Y/n) had gone above and beyond to help repair him so he felt safe going outside. Everything was going perfectly, until someone piped up.

“Hey, what’s a pretty thing like you doing with..that?” The woman rudely asked, judging the two of them as (Y/n) stood in front of Ralph, wanting to protect him.

“I’m with him because I want to be, now please leave us alone.” (Y/n) defended, a glare resting on their face as they took Ralph’s hand, urging him to leave with them. Ralph started to follow, until the person grabbed (Y/n)’s free hand.

“Now wait just a minute, I’m talking to you.” The woman stated, tightly grasping their hand as she kept them in place. Ralph’s head snapped to look at the woman, a mixed look of shock and disgust on his face.

“Get your hands off of them, now.” Ralph stated, forcing the woman to let go of (Y/n) as he blocked (Y/n) from her, not wanting the woman to lay her hands on them again. The woman let out an offended gasp, but quickly left. Ralph stayed where he was as he breathed heavily, his light flickering between yellow and red before (Y/n) took a hold of him and turned him to face them.

“It’s alright Ralph, I’m alright.” (Y/n) stated, a gentle smile on their face as they reassured him. Ralph let himself calm down, taking deep breaths as his light returned to that calm blue.

“I’m sorry (Y/n), I just couldn’t let that woman treat you that way.” Ralph explained, now worried that he would scare his darling away.

“Ralph, it’s okay. I liked that you stood up for me. Don’t be afraid to do that, okay?” (Y/n) stated, smiling as they took a gentle hold of his hand, deciding to ask him about what garden supplies they needed as they continued with their day. Ralph felt a warm smile spread across his face, happily talking about what they would need to help grow their garden, holding his darling’s hand as he admired her, now willing to be more open about his possessive feelings.

~fin~

author’s note: hey there! i hope you enjoyed reading, i’m going to try and post more, as i miss writing for you guys, can’t wait to write more for you all!! <33

#original writing #taking requests #x reader #yandere #ralph dbh #ralph dbh x reader #ralph detroit become human #ralph x reader #detroit: become human x reader #dbh x reader #yandere detroit: become human #yandere dbh #yandere dbh x reader #gn reader

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crumb · 18 days

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the NO-SKIP albums: a tag game 🎶💖

rules: share the albums that you can listen to nonstop. those lightning in a bottle-albums that scratch ur brain just right. every single track, an absolute banger. u could not skip one if u tried. no notes. stunning, show-stopping, immaculate. ur no-skip albums.

🔎 bonus & optional (but imo, v fun) rules: 1) add a track rec for us to listen to! AND 2) share ur favorite line(s) from that track! 👀

This was so hard!! There are so so so many albums not included but I think 15 albums is enough to where I look crazy but not tooooo crazy (doubtful) and I wanted to make it somewhat varied genre-wise. A lot of these artists have like multiple no-skip albums as well so picking between them was extra difficult—on some I went with the underrated favourite of mine to mix it up. I don't know! It's kinda all over the place. Thank you so much to @ventiswampwater, @visceravalentines, @avrilsboy, & @actualfucking for tagging me!!! 🥹 I think there were a few others who tagged me but then removed my tag, probably because they saw I was tagged by others lol, so thank you to those ppl too!!<333

Tagging: @xoxo-gossipghoul (& anyone else! I think most people have done this at this point? But if you’re reading this and haven’t been tagged yet then this is me tagging you!!! lol) Album List & Track Rec:

🏴 Damaged — Black Flag (1981)

track rec: Police Story

↳ This fucking city / Is run by pigs / They take the rights away / From all the kids

🪑 Songs from The Big Chair — Tears for Fears (1985)

track rec: Mothers Talk

↳ It's not that you're not good enough / It's just that we can make you better / Given that you pay the price / We can keep you young and tender / Following the footsteps of a funeral pyre / You were paid not to listen now your house is on fire

💀 Collection I & II — Misfits (1986/1995)

track rec: Mommy, Can I Go Out and Kill Tonight?

↳ Rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life / Razor-blades love teenage flesh, an epidermoty / I'll bring back a souvenir, for it's my mommy's dream

🍊 No Doubt — No Doubt (1992)

track rec: Trapped in a Box

↳ Ah trapped in a box my life becomes void / And all of the thought for myself's now destroyed / Controlling my mind, what to eat, what to buy / Subliminal rules: how to live, how to die / Trapped in a box

🌙 Dreaming of You — Selena (1995)

track rec: God’s Child (Baila Conmigo) (Ft. David Byrne)

↳ God makes us dream / But won't set us free / Hey, hey, hey, hey / God calls us dance to songs we can't hear / Hey, hey, hey, hey

🌊 Tidal — Fiona Apple (1996)

track rec: Sullen Girl

↳ And there's too much going on / But it's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion / Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

🦷 The Distillers — The Distillers (2000)

track rec: Red Carpet & Rebellion

↳ The palace dialed in the streets were burning / The red horizon came crashing through the morning / There was no contentment, only bloodshed / Red blood and social discontent / Bruised by puritan, oh, puritan exempt / It's like a peasant uprising

🦋 Greatest Hits — Mariah Carey (2001)

track rec: When You Believe (Mariah Carey & Whitney Houston)

↳ They don't always happen when you ask / And it's easy to give in to your fears / But when you're blinded by your pain / Can't see your way clear through the rain / A small but still, resilient voice / Says hope is very near

😈 Antics — Interpol (2004)

track rec: Not Even Jail

↳ I pretend like no one else to try control myself / I'm subtle like a lion's cage / Such a cautious display / Remember take hold of your time here / Give some meanings to the means / To your end / Not even jail

🌆 The City Sleeps in Flames — Scary Kids Scaring Kids (2005)

track rec: The World as We Know It

↳ A virus known as rage / Is brutal in destroying / And spreading all over the place / Bleeding culture / The dying nation / When the money controls the tide / We won't get another chance this time / We won't get a second chance this time

🎺 Back to Black — Amy Winehouse (2006)

track rec: Some Unholy War

↳ If my man was fightin' some unholy war / I would be behind him / Straight shook up beside him with strength / He didn't know, it's you I'm fightin' for / He can't lose with me in tow (With me in tow) / I refuse to let him go (To let him go) / At his side and drunk on pride / We wait for the blow

🎸 Favourite Worst Nightmare — Arctic Monkeys (2007)

track rec: Teddy Picker

↳ And it's the thousandth time that it's even bolder / Don't be surprised when you get bent over / They told you, but you were gaggin' for it

3️⃣ Three Vol. 1 — Joel Plaskett (2009)

track rec: Gone, Gone, Gone

↳ In the middle of a lonely night / Got caught in the hallway light / For a minute you were gettin' close / I suspect I've seen a ghost / In the middle of a highway dream / You got caught in the headlight beam / Down the road with your tired eyes / Good old boys with your old goodbyes

🫙 Ignore the Ignorant — The Cribs (2009)

track rec: Emasculate Me

↳ Spent all this time chasing happy / But happy is boring to me / So put walls around our misery / And gently emasculate me

🧱 Brutalism — IDLES (2018)

track rec: Exeter

↳ It seems like no-one cares / I think I'll take the stairs / 'Cause nothing ever / He punched himself in the face / To prove he wasn't gay / 'Cause nothing ever happens

#these album choices make me look gay angry and sad #which is accurate #tag game #tagging game

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