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30-3am · 7 months
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Modern 80’s James pulling you back down onto the bed and slapping your ass when you try to get up in the morning
ahh this is so cute.
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you've both been in bed for hours, drifting in and out of sleep. he's been the big spoon, the little spoon, you've had your leg over his chest in what would be perceived as an uncomfortable position but you were more than comfy.
however, it was getting later, and you knew, however much you didn't want to, that it was time to get up.
"james?" you gently nudge him, yawning as you roll out of his grasp and let his hand fall limply on the bed where it had previously been draped across your stomach.
his mouth was parted, his eyes closed as he paid little attention to you.
"mhm?" he groaned, closing his mouth and swallowing away the dryness of his throat.
"gotta get up." you sit up in bed, rubbing at your eyes and stretching, pulling your shirt (that was askew due to james' constant wriggling around) straight.
james made an unintelligible noise, shuffling in bed as he nuzzled into the pillows.
yawning once again, you decide to ignore him for the time being, cracking your neck and preparing to go to the bathroom. just before you can stand up straight, a hand gripped onto your wrist and tugged you back down.
"jaaaames." you chastised, dragging out the 'a' of his name as he forced you back down into bed. he secured you to his chest, using all the strength he had whilst half asleep to stop you from leaving.
"we don't have anywhere to be." he said between a yawn, resting his head on your shoulder and settling back down to sleep.
"yeah but i'm not staying in bed all day." you tried wriggling out of his grasp but his arms were firmly secured around you, trapping you.
"why?"
"because it's unproductive."
he paused a minute, lifting his head from the crook of your shoulder and turning you around so he could look you in the eyes.
"who are you?"
you try and contain your laughter, gazing up at him with mirth.
"you're insane. who doesn't wanna stay in bed all day?"
"okay, i lied." you confess. "i just wanted to get away from you."
a smile graces his face, body stilling for a second before gripping onto your waist and using all his strength to roll you both over - you straddling his stomach.
he lands a smack on your ass, shaking his head and taking advantage of the proximity of your faces to plant a kiss on your lips. you pull away hastily, keeping your hands on his chest to steady yourself.
"morning breath." you say.
"your breath smells bad enough already now c'mere, give me a kiss."
you pretend to be offended, your dramatic gasp promptly cut off by his lips on yours and his hands snaking under your shirt.
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lord-of-alana · 2 months
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hello friends! i made the executive decision that after last night, this fandom is not for me. i hope you guys fix things up but it seems to be more focused on tearing others down instead of helping and befriending people. you guys look like children to me, bickering like fifth graders. i think maybe there are some deeper issues many of you must work out, but until then, i am not comfortable here or being a member of the community here!
stay well and i might be back one day, but for now, it’s not for me!
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When you're already crying over a scene you've written with practice in mind figuring out my version of Mickey I decided to write him as having a paternal side so I wrote him as a father, but not just any father one that is helpless, there are villains all around and he can't do anything to protect his little one from the horrors he has experienced.
I think it's because it's such a human moment and I accidentally touched upon that part of myself, but I know it's powerful writing especially for a character who I grew up with, who everybody grew up with.
"They could take her and there is nothing I could do all because I am Mickey Mouse. Only good for exploitation,"
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izzy444angel · 11 months
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this is me all day
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dolybun · 2 months
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this is so true
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alanaf14 · 4 months
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I feel like I'm hitting a low point
The fact that I'm getting older is hitting me really hard. I miss being little and not worrying about going to college, and how after that I still have to get into grad school, and then I have to pass a certification test, and then I have to find a job and pay taxes and live on my own. I know there isn't any shame in living at home, but at the same time, I don't wanna fall behind. I know there isn't any shame in taking a long time to graduate school, but I don't wanna disappoint anyone. Another really big source of anxiety is the realization that my grandparents are getting older. I can't imagine life without them, they mean so much to me. I know that realistically, one of them will be the first person close to me to pass away, and I really cannot handle that thought. The fact that people just die, that they shape who you are as a person, and then they're just gone, isn't fair. It feels so cruel, that one of the conversations I have with them, will be my last. I want to ask them so many questions, but I don't even know where to begin. Everything feels so pointless, why am I doing this? What am I getting from it? I can't remember the last time I felt genuinely happy.
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lana del rey for skims 2024 valentine's day collection
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30-3am · 6 months
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i want to cuddle with early 90's james. like, he comes back home after staying until late at the studio recording the black album, and he's so tired that he just wants to go to bed to cuddle and make out.
aaaand then we fuck
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i like to think of this james purely because i've been thinking about him a LOT lately
you'll be in bed, having gone to sleep hours before he came home and wake up to the bed shifting with his weight. he's trying not to disturb you, cringing as the bed creaks and slowly pulling the covers around him.
he can't help but press a quick kiss to your head when he's finally settled, turning over to try and get some sleep. but you've missed him all day and want to say hello. so you turn over, wrapping your arm around him and kissing the space between his shoulder blades.
"hi," you say, voice laced with sleep.
he turns back around, hand automatically on your waist and gazing at you in the dark.
"didn't mean to wake you up," he mutters, struggling to stifle a yawn as he pulls you closer.
"i heard you come in." you snuggle closer to him, pressing your face into his neck and pressing a small kiss to the skin. "i missed you today."
he chuckles, hand running through your hair and caressing the back of your head.
"i missed you too."
you pull yourself from his neck, smiling sleepily at him and reaching up to cup his face with one hand.
"good day?" you ask, stroking his cheekbone with your thumb.
"it was alright." you're so close you can feel the heat of his breath on your face. "didn't get much done though."
that's what you were waiting for. you could tell as soon as he sat down on the bed that his day hadn't been brilliant. it was the relaxing of his shoulders when you finally touched him - the unclenching of his jaw as your fingers traced his face. he was glad to be home.
"that's okay, you've got time," you reassured, smiling at him to provide some comfort.
"i know. i'm just glad to be home." his hand was flat against your back, pulling you as close to him as was comfortable.
"i'm glad you're home."
it's the last words you speak to each other before your lips overtake your speech, kissing each other softly.
it doesn't take much time - a few wandering hands and a slip of his tongue inside your mouth - before the mood switches and his kisses become more desperate.
"need you," he murmurs into your mouth, rolling over so he's on top of you, arms bracketing your head as he presses his lips to your jaw. "missed you so much today. all i could think about..." a kiss to your neck. "was fucking that pretty pussy of yours."
you can only whimper in reply, noises being pulled from your throat as he sucks on your neck.
"been thinking about those pretty little noises you make." he pushes your shirt up, exposing your breasts and sucking and biting at the flesh. a noise escapes your throat and he smiles against your skin. "yeah, those kinda noises."
you laugh with him, hands threading into his hair and tugging him back up to your mouth.
"you feeling better?" you ask genuinely, scanning his face and trying to pinpoint any tension. you find none.
"i'm always better when i'm with you."
he fucks you slow that night, long, languid strokes filled with intention and desire that have you moaning into his mouth. he mutters "i love you" in the dark, over and over until you its the only thing you can hear.
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lord-of-alana · 1 month
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hello! regarding my last post about how i wanted to leave the fandom, i think maybe i should hiatus until i have the time to finish the book! running away from my problems is not how i should be solving them. i really want to continue drawing and you guys have sent me such beautiful headcanons ‼️ feel like i don't do them justice because of my lack of knowledge. just give me a week and i hope to be done!
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crystalheart11 · 12 days
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me every week
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izzy444angel · 8 months
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dolybun · 26 days
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pinterest is my addiction
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