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toxicanonymity · 9 months

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raider and lincoln x lana

I love getting song comparisons. 🖤 ik there are some i haven't posted bc i don't know them and wanna check them out first to add context like @javier-penas-wifexx420 has done here.

Raider Joel Joel saves you from his men but claims you as his own and takes you with him. Left in Lincoln (dbf x virgin) He's a neighbor your dads trust to look in on you while they seek treatment for Frank.

@javier-penas-wifexx420 asked:

DUDE ok so I remembered what someone said abt what lana songs the jolkemons are. I feel like specifically Raider and Lincoln are so lana coded. Raider is ultraviolence and Lincoln in honeymoon.

I feel like Raider being Ultraviolence is pretty understandable bc of how he his and how he treats the reader. Songs that really remind me of him are

ultraviolence- “he hurt me but it felt like true love.” “Loving him was never enough”

shades of cool- “I can’t fix him, can’t make him better”

Sad girl- “but you haven’t seen my man…he’s got the fire and he walks with it”

Pretty when you cry- OFC RAIDERS DACRYPHILLIA HE THINKS WERE SO PRETTY WHEN WE CRY

old money- “those summer nights seem long ago, so is the girl you used to call the queen of New York City” reminds me of how sweet pea is really disconnected from her old self and her old life, she belongs to Joel now so that’s like her only identity. Sad but also kinda hot🤪

“If you send for me you know I’ll come and if you call for me you know I’ll run.” Sweet pea is at the point where she’ll listen to anything he says and will do whatever he wants, she’ll follow him anywhere and honestly same.

And NOW, Lincoln and honeymoon. I feel like this one isn’t as obvious and some ppl might disagree with me but NO. Lincoln IS honeymoon. Honeymoon is one of Lana’s most treasured albums and if you really listen to it and focus on the subject matter it can be argued that it’s darker than ultraviolence. And while Lincoln Joel seems really sweet and loving, just like how honeymoon comes across, he’s actually really dark and just as dangerous, if not more than Raider. The album honeymoon describes intense and passionate love, kind of IRRATIONAL you could say. The album outlines just wanting to get away with your lover and be together forever *cough lincoln*

I feel like honeymoon displays a sort of desperation and a willingness to do anything one needs in order to be with their lover and I think that’s reflective of both Joel and peaches. Also in the music video for one of the songs on the album lana drinks kool-aid which is a reference to heaven’s gate and i feel like the whole expression of “drinking the kool-aid” is very accurate of left in Lincoln cause peaches is def drinking that fucking kool-aid.

Also honeymoon takes a lot of influence from older music styles, older aesthetics (the art deco aesthetic from the 20s) and in general older references and since Lincoln is almost 60 i feel like it fits him. Honeymoon is rlly jazzy and I’m p sure you said he likes jazz lol. Lana mentions Billie holiday in one of the songs and Joel would def play Billie holiday for peaches.

THE SONGS

honeymoon: “we both know the history of violence that surrounds you, but I’m not scared there’s nothing to lose now that I’ve found you”

Freak: “life makes sense when I’m with you. Looking back my past it all seems stranger than a stranger” THIS IS SO PEACHES BRO LIKE WHAT. Honestly freak is very much a left in Lincoln song. Anyway.

Religion: “you’re my religion, you’re how I’m livin…when I’m down on my knees you’re how I pray” very them, Joel is in charge of everything, peaches answers to him, looks up to him for everything. He’s her whole life now

The blackest day: “ever since my baby went away, it’s been the blackest day”

This song is one of the most left in Lincoln songs, I imagine this part references jessie leaving and her being all alone without him.

“Because I’m going deeper and deeper, darker and darker, harder and harder. Looking for love in all the wrong places.” After she was left in Lincoln™️ she was all alone and things got a lot darker, causing her to look for love anywhere she could find it.

24: “there’s only 24 hours in a day, and half as many ways for you to lie to me my little love” there’s a lot more lyrics in this song that are relevant but I think especially this one because it’s like wtf is Joel doing when he’s not with peaches?? And he’s obviously lying to her and I think she’s started to gain more suspicions (at least I hope so bc homegirl is IN TROUBLE)

Swan song: this one is the second to last song on the album and I think it is very relevant of left in Lincoln. The song basically says that all the two lovers need is each other. If you think about it, Joel just desires an eternal honeymoon with peaches, just the two of them together FOREVER

“Nothing could stop the two of us if that’s what we want, we could just get lost”

I feel like this could even be something Joel says to peaches. Like he’s just like as long as we’re together it doesn’t matter what happens. Also the “if that’s what we want” reminds me of Joel manipulating peaches and tricking her into thinking it’s all what she wants and she has a choice🤩

And I feel like a lot of the songs are very peaches coded: Terrence loves you, god knows I’ve tried, music to watch boys to, don’t let me be misunderstood

ANYWAYYYYY sorry for writing so fucking much I’ve j been thinking abt this for awhile esp the Lincoln honeymoon connection bc it’s so interesting and I love lana and your fics ❤️

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Toxic: This is amazing!! Thank you so much for the thoughtful analysis. 🖤 also it is killing me not to spoiler.

#lana del ray lyrics #lana del rey #lana #raider!ask #lincoln!ask #lana del slay

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julemmaes · 3 years

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Honey extra - The Sex Playlist + a little scene

Elide Lochan x Lorcan Salvaterre roommates au

A/N: I posted part five on the same day acosf was released, so if you didn’t see it, go read it, cause it’s.. long and it took me years to finish and I saw it didn’t get the same attention the previous parts did, and yeah

fic masterlist

this takes place somewhere between part five and six

Elide was one of the few lucky girls whose period was never too bothersome. The pain was always very bearable and only lasted a few hours, and most of the time, it wasn't even a real pain, just a slight pressure in the lower abdomen. She could go about her day without having to stop every few minutes because of a cramp - unlike Aelin, who died every month as if someone was stabbing her in the guts.

She also didn't have a heavy flow, which she would always thank the gods for, if they existed. She couldn't understand how her friends could put up with such misfortune.

Not that they could do otherwise, of course, but she was always in awe when they told her about their period-catastrophes. She knew that if it were her turn to suffer like that every time, she would rip her uterus out of her belly.

And at that moment, lying in a fetal position on Lorcan's bed, she wasn't entirely sure she'd be able to keep from doing it herself before the cramping stopped. Because for some strange reason, her body had decided to turn against her this month.

The last two weeks had gone by in the blink of an eye, she and Lorcan had fucked on every surface in the house and between work and classes and studying, Elide had gotten very little sleep. Considering also that every time she lay down, her boyfriend would slip in behind her and she couldn't say no to herself, to that pleasure so exhaustive and ecstatic, it made her forget that her body needed rest.

It had taken Lorcan to remind her that they couldn't go on like this.

So when she'd found a bloodstain in her underwear the previous night, just before going to bed after her shift at the diner, she hadn't worried so much and had thought that they'd finally take a few days off and maybe her body would calm down.

Elide wasn't a fan of period sex and the few times she'd done it she'd been so grossed out that she'd risked barfing in the middle of it. It simply wasn't for her.

What she hadn't expected though, had been cramps so strong they had pulled her from sleep in the middle of the night. Elide had gotten up and gone to the bathroom because she'd started moving around too much and didn't want to wake up the boy sleeping blissfully next to her. She had started pacing the living room, trying to figure out what the fuck she was in such pain for.

When it felt like someone had stuck both hands in her uterus and was digging their nails into her ovaries, Elide had knelt on the floor by the couch, leaning forward with her fists pressed against her stomach.

Lorcan had found her in that position around half past four.

To say he'd been scared out of his wits would be an understatement.

He'd thrown himself to the floor beside her almost immediately, all traces of weariness gone the second he'd heard her whimper in pain and seen that Elide was biting her lower lip so hard it was drawing blood.

When they had established that it was just her cycle, Lorcan had taken her back to his bed and now they were both lying between the soft blankets she had given him.

They had both been puzzled by this new symptom. After all, Lorcan had never seen her suffer from her period in all the years they had lived together and neither of them had expected it to be any different this time.

Elide had had to joke that it was the fault of his huge cock that had literally stabbed her in the uterus, and Lorcan had apologised in earnest, looking at her with wide eyes and pulling away a little, as if he really felt guilty. She had burst out laughing and then pulled him to her again, taking one of his arms and putting it around her body so that his big hand covered her belly.

He'd started moving his fingers over her lower abdomen, applying pressure from time to time when she seemed to tense up due to a cramp. It helped, somehow, to have him there to massage her. To hold her to his chest as they cuddled.

Now, Elide kept her eyes closed, his head resting on top of hers as they both dozed. Or at least she thought so, because Lorcan spoke, his rough, low voice too close to her ear, "How do you feel?"

She sighed, pulling her knees up slightly. His legs immediately followed her, as if they couldn't bear to be away from her body. She smiled, "A little better." then yawned, "I guess it's the fact that I was already tired as it is, what with university and all."

Lorcan hummed behing her, "I see," then he moved, pulling away only briefly, "maybe we should take it slower, with everything I mean."

Elide nodded slowly. She turned her head towards him, still with her eyes closed, but pursed her lips forward, silently inviting him to kiss her. He chuckled, but a second later their mouths clashed in a simple peck on the lips.

The music playing from the speakers suddenly changed from the sweet melody of a love song to something quite different.

"Cause I eat up for a while, let me through. The shake, the screaming aloud, I'ma fool. In my face you shake, leaking everywhere."

Elide's eyes went wide, "Lorcan!" she let go a surprised chuckle, "What is this?" she turned to him fully and could finally see the satisfied smirk on his face.

"It's a playlist I made yesterday," he then lowered his voice an octave, looking at her lips, "For when we can take the time to think about music instead of jumping right into it," he murmured.

Elide swallowed, nodding slowly, continuing to listen to the song.

Definitely very different from what he normally provided her with.

"I like it," she continued, then draped her arms underneath his, resting her head against his chest as he pulled her close to him and lay on his back, making her lie completely on top of him, "our sex playlist." she smiled, playing with the ends of his hair.

Lorcan hummed again and Elide felt it throughout her whole body when he said, "I called it 'elide'."

She had to force herself to calm the hot spirits that that new information had triggered in her body, but she was glad to know that he wouldn't be able to use that playlist with other people, considering it bore her name.

"I like it even more now," she confessed under her breath.

His arms tightened around her back and then his hands began to rub her lower back, where he knew she was feeling the most pain. Elide fell silent, enjoying his warm hands on her skin, and only had time to thank him before sleep beckoned her again.

The playlists

01.02

1. The Fixer – Brent Morgan

2. Why iii Love The Moon – PHONY PPL

3. Couch Potato – Jakubi

4. Anyway – Noah Kahan

5. comethru – Jeremy Zucker

6. Why Not Me – Forrest.

7. Loving – Surfaces

8. always, i’ll care – Jeremy Zucker

9. Like Strangers Do – AJ Mitchell

10. Yellow Lights – Harry Hudson

11. Glue Myself Shut – Noah Kahan

12. Colour Me – Juke Ross

13. Lovesong (The Way) – Charlie Burg

14. Lucky Love – Michael Seyer

15. Freak In Me – Mild Orange

elide

1. Skin – Rihanna

2. Do It For Me – Rosefield

3. Body Party – Ciara

4. When We – Tank

5. Rockstar – Rihanna

6. F***in Wit Me – Tank

7. On Top – Trey Songz

8. Acquainted – The Weeknd

9. Freaky – Gemaine

10. Make You Feel – Alina Baraz

11. First Fuck - 6LACK & Jhené Aiko

12. Young God - Halsey

13. How Many Times – DJ Khaled

14. Fuck You All The Time – Jeremih

18.02

1. I Don't Know Me Like You Do – Low Hum

2. I Don't Wanna Be Okay Without You – Charlie Burg

3. Why Can't I Have You – Gloria Laing

4. If I Go, I'm Goin – Gregory Alan Isakov

5. Let Me In – Skinny Living

6. Reason To Hate You – Rhys Lewis

7. Be Your Man – Rhys Lewis

8. Yours – Jake Scott

9. Loved Us More – Munn

tog tag list (if you wanna be removed or added just send an ask or dm me)

@maastrash @ireallyshouldsleeprn @sleeping-and-books @ladywitchling @thegoddessofyou @ghostlyrose2 @claralady @anne-reads @sayosdreams @perseusannabeth @letstakethedawn @simping4bookboisngrls @post-it-notes33 @booksstorm @nalgenewhore @queen-of-demons-and-hell @miserablemusings @lanyjoy-13 @vasudharaghavan @cupcakey00 @bri-loves-sunflowers @queen-of-glass @thewayshedreamed @the-regal-warrior @fangirlprincess09 @januarystears @rowaelinismyotp

#honey #elorcan #elide lochan #lorcan salvaterre #elorcan roommates au #tog #throne of glass #tog fic

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buck-nialled · 4 years

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Could I request something where Niall and the reader are just messing about, it could be late one evening and they’re not tired at all so they put some music on and dance like fools and make each other laugh and just have a great time

its a lengthy one ppl get ready! especially you, anon, hope ya like it!

Drunk Dancing - N. Horan Imagine

“We could…watch Netflix?” Niall raises his eyebrows as he tilts his head down at you. You only roll your eyes and snuggle deeper into his torso, your body fitting comfortably between his two legs on the couch.

“We’ve watched everything on there and I’m not in the mood to just sit.”

“You’re sitting right now!” Niall argues with a scoff.

“I’m laying.” You huff, before erecting your body upwards and sitting up against the sofa’s back. “Now I am sitting.”

“Okay, but you don’t want to sit. So, what do ya want to do then?” You hummed and took a glance around your apartment, with no certain idea striking your mind. Your eyes dart to the small closet harboring your extra blankets and various party games for your friends.

“Battleship?” You suggest, earning only a vigorous shake of Niall’s head. “Don’t be a sore loser because you lost last time.” You remark as you stood up from your spot on the couch and took the empty plates off of the coffee table. As you stroll your way into the kitchen, you catch a defensive grumble leaving Niall, which has you holding back giggles. You could not help that you were a master at the game.

“Golf’s on!” You heard Niall exclaim, as you set the two plates and silverware into the sink to clean later on.

“Don’t even think about it.” All this week your brain had been replaying games and various phrases from how many games Niall watched during his off time. You did not mind the sport at all, but the man adored it to an extent you never knew could be reached.

“You’re no fun! I bet you couldn’t think of a better idea.” Rolling your eyes at his childish quip, a ding draws your attention away from the television’s sounds of clubs hitting golf balls. You had forgotten you left it on the counter when Niall came through the door, right as you were finishing up dinner. What was I even doing, the thought crossed your mind as you unlocked your phone?

The familiar Spotify playlist you and Niall had made comes into view, making a smile instinctively wash over your face. It specifically lists all of your favorite songs as a couple, so neither of you could skip a song of the other’s or sit in place awkwardly while the other belted all of the words out alone. These were songs the two of you knew and loved. Over the time that you both have been together, the list has only accumulated. You find yourself adding at least one new song every couple of days by how much music the two of you listen to together.

You hit shuffle on the playlist and turned up the volume enough to hear it play over the golf match. In a moment of spontaneity, you climbed up onto the counters lining the periphery of your kitchen and reached a hand up into one of the kitchen cabinets. After securing your hand around the tepid neck of the wine bottle you were saving for your and Niall’s anniversary, you let the thought cross your mind without qualms. You could always afford another if you decided you wanted it. However, one of your knees slipped off of the counter due to your unbalanced state as you were trying to reach the floor. You let a squeal leave you as your body followed, ready to flop on the impending tile, but instead finding itself wrapped in warm skin.

“What’re you doing?” Niall asks nonchalantly. A guilty blush covers your cheeks as you deliver a sheepish smile back. Your hand, still attaining the wine, lifted it up to catch the attention of his curious blues.

“Celebrating early? Happy almost-aversary!” You cheered, While Niall safely placed your body back onto the floor.

“You want to celebrate now? It’s still a couple of days away.” Niall reminds you, who was digging through the drawers near the stove before holding up the corkscrew in satisfaction.

“So? Who says the celebration can’t be a couple of days long?” You reason, already beginning to twist the large, pointed screw into the cork lodged in the bottle’s mouth. Your hips swayed lightly to the music as you kept twisting the screw into the cork. You saw Niall’s body wander away from the corner of your eye, and soon felt his prescience behind you, his hands making themselves at home on your hips, while his lips find themselves by your ear.

“I guess your right,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss into your hair. “But it’s not worth an injury.” He comments, before sending a teasing pinch to your hip. It makes your hip jerk away from the mild affliction. “Don’t need any more dodgy knees than we’ve already got.”

“Aww, but I was so hoping to have it damaged! Then I could go to the hospital, get surgery, we could even get matching screws in our legs! We would never get past TSA together.” You jest, but immediately regret your words at the repercussion that was Niall’s hands at your sides again, tickling and poking at them. Your hands cover his in an attempt to stop them, but they do not.

“Little shit.” Niall murmurs, as he continues the devilish assault on your skin. It makes a barrage of laughter leave the two of you. When his hands finally move away, you let out a few broken laughs that are continuously interrupted with deep breaths.

“You want to do the honors?” You ask Niall, jerking your chin at the cork, ready to be freed from the neck of the wine bottle. Niall nods and takes a hold of the tight screw impaled in the cork and tugs it fiercely before a loud POP echo around the kitchen’s walls. You could not help your wandering hands from traveling up his arms, which have been appearing even more muscular each time you take notice of them.

“Your knees might be dodgy but these do you enough justice, trust me.” You smirk. Niall raises his eyebrows at your brazen statement.

“That so?” You answer your question with a nod and string of giggles, before meeting his lips for a few short kisses. But they turn into more than a few, and longer than “short” could describe. Before you knew it, your hands were climbing up the hem of the wifebeater adorning his top half, your fingers trying to sneak beneath it. At the feeling of your eager fingertips on his skin, he hums against your lips before separating them from his own and reaching up to grab ahold of your hands.

“Woah, I think you owe me a drink before we go any further.” Niall jokes but urges you to grab some wine glasses from the cabinet. You pout in disappointment but agreed with Niall. It would be a waste to let the wine just sit here and not be drunk after you spent five minutes and a near-hospital trip in order to open the thing.

“What brand did you even get? Domaine Drouhin Oregon Pinot Noir?” Niall reads out the name with a suspicious look. Drinking wine was a rarity between the two of you, as beer was the usual choice. “Is this good?” he asks, twisting the bottle in his hands to observe the detailing on the wrapping.

You shrug. “We’re about to find out.” Setting down the bottles, you took the bottle from Niall’s hands without a single word exchanged and poured a reasonable amount into your own glass. But when you poured Niall’s, you waited until his eyes grew wide as to how much wine you were flooding his glass with and he cried for you to stop. As a result, the amount in his own glass was almost double the amount which filled yours.

“How drunk are you trying to get me, lover?” He cocks a single brow at you, who could not hide the smile behind the glass of wine in front of your lips.

“Well, you never gave a specific amount.” You say. “But if you want my opinion…enough to get you in bed with me.” You whisper the last part, as though it were secret and you and Niall were comfortable strangers. He scoffs and raises his glass of wine out to be level with your own.

“We live together, pet. Going to the same bed at the end of the night, anyway.” You two meet in the middle with the glasses, clinking them together.

“Happy almost-aversary, Ni.”

“Happy almost-aversary, love.”

You both bring the glasses to your lips and take a slow sip of the crimson liquor, before spitting it into your kitchen sink almost immediately after.

“Shit!” Niall spits, bringing the back of his hand up to wipe at his lips. “The fuck did you buy, Y/N/N?” He asks, appalled by the flavor still tainting his mouth. You stand up from your crouched position above the sink, attempting to rid the taste from your own tongue.

“I don’t know. It looked fancy, we both like red. It was a little pricier than some…figured I couldn’t go wrong.” You shrug, jutting out your bottom lip at the failed experimentation. Niall could only chuckle, chest still bouncing as he brought your chest to meet his.

“Awe, it’s alright love. Now we know not to blindly choose wine next time.” All you do is whine into his chest, which elicits more chuckles. Niall’s fingers thread through your hair and brush it back in a comforting motion. “I still appreciate you tried, darling. Even if you couldn’t get me drunk.” You pick up your red face away from his chest and look up to meet his eyes, peering down at you with affection.

“Love, listen.” He instructs in a hushed tone, making your eyebrows furrow. A song quietly flowed from your phone on the counter. But not just any song.

“It’s our song.” He dragged you over to the phone and turned the volume up the highest it would reach. His hands grab your waist, unbridled and begin swaying your body with his, reveling in the feeling of your arms linking around his neck and fingers brushing through the hair above his neck. Niall dips you without warning, making your breath hitch and body tense. He gives you an admonishing look once bringing your body back up with his.

“C’mon love, you didn’t think I’d drop you, did ya? With these guns?” He takes an arm away from your middle and lifts it up to flex his biceps. “You even said it yourself, they do me justice.” He smirks, letting the arm drop back to its original position.

“Still right.” You say, resuming your slow dance number across the kitchen floor.

hope you all enjoyed this one! more niall fluff can be found HERE (aka my masterlist) :)

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acuraintergurl · 3 years

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random things/ saying i love

- when ppl say” love u long time”

- braces ( or what i call them “mouth full of jewels and metal )

- when lighter skin ppls knees get pink

- the color pink itself

- piercings

- when girls have lots of jewelry on them. like lots of bracelets that clang and make lots of noise when they move, necklaces, rings, waist beads, etc etc

- when ppl have summer songs! like when they have a song that reminds them of the summer time or that they played non stop during the summer.

- buzzcuts!!

- when friends or significant others do each other’s hair. like in waves alexis was dyeing tyler’s hair blonde. or in buzzcut season by lorde, she sings about how her and her friends would cut each other hairs when it would got super long in the summer time.

- bikinis!

- huge glasses that hide most of ur face

- mullets especially on girls.

- when i see black girls all collectively wearing their bonnets 2 bed.

- bangs so long that u cant see their eyes

- acrylic nails and painted toes

- DAD HATS!

- bushy eyebrows

- when ppl have a certain piece of jewelry that they always wear and never take off even 4 a shower

- when friends have a thing. example: let’s say a friend group meets every saturday and watches adventure time and eats mcdonald’s, like everyday saturday! and that’s their thing.

- when ppl smile or laugh so big u can see the gaps in their teeth

- kisses on thighs

- when ur hugging someone and u wrap ur arms around their hips and kinda hang ur thumbs on their belt loops

- when ppl tape bus tickets, movie tickets, play tickets,metro cards or old receipts from diners or whatever into their journals

- tattoos on fingers

- ice cream trucks

- when ppl have an unspoken understanding of things (like how my ex bestfriend microwave worked in specific way like u had 2 turn it a certain way and stop it at a certain time and everyone in the house understood how 2 work it.)

- imperfect ponytails

- kisses on knuckles

- 2016/2017/2018 aesthetic

- when ppl have like comfort backpack or bag? like a bag they put everything in and use all the time and like cant live without

- when ur done getting ready and someone ask u 2 do a “360”

- when u get close enough 2 someone that they show u their baby pictures

- when someone knows u enough 2 already know ur order at a food place.

- “emotional support water bottles”

- napping with ppl

- darker skinned ppl blushin

- iphone 6 camera quality

- leaving clothes at a friends house bcos ur just close like dat lol

- having a gas station order?!

- mistki’s lyricism

- sonder son

- birth marks/beauty marks

- putting flowers in hair

- chuck taylor’s

- when willow smith says “ run my hands through your hair you wanna run your finger through mine but my dreads 2 thick and that’s alright”

- smoke fits! meaning when smokers who live in cold areas have 2 go outside 2 smoke we usually have 2 layer up so we end up having these cute ridiculous looking outfits and everyone kinda has this mutual understanding not 2 judge.

- friendship bracelets

- bulky jackets

- keychains and when ppl have tons of stuff on it

- crochet dresses

- “nobody’s heart is perfect”

- “don’t push away the ppl that ground u”

- the concept of not being who u r without some of the ppl in ur life “i wouldn’t b who i am without u”

- “u r the greatest love i’ve ever felt and known”

- the skating rink

- ppl with soft skin

- the little patch on the back of levi jeans

- when women let their hair grow and don’t wear bras (wishin i had the confidence 2 not wear one)

- painting someone’s nails/someone painting ur nails

- when ppl say “always” as an alternative 4 “i love u”

- the word “ache”

- rubbing ur hands over thighs, but not aggressively more sliding ur fingers over their thigh and knees

- sweaters

- the non stop laughter while high

- baby tees and graphic tank tops

- the song honey by kehlani

- tan lines

- collecting journals

- the fair

- the cute little messages on victora secret perfume bottles

- “if we ever stop talking send me a song”

- charm bracelets

- pretty lacey bras

- cute pretty little pins in girls hair

- black girls with bangs

- stickers on phone cases

- puffer coats

- smoking in the summer

- the pet name “honey” and “baby”

- when someone rests their head on ur shoulder

- when ur listening 2 music with someone and ur using wired headphones so u have 2 b rlly close so the headphones don’t come out from ur ears

- gunky mascara and glossy lips

- sitting on benches on a sunny day

- the summertime 😍😍😭

- new york city

- when girls put their hair up in a lil pony and it swings

- when ppl tell u about the dream they had when they like first wake up and there’s something so subtly pretty about the slur in their voice due 2 just waking up and how heavy their eyes r

- when u can hear bits of someone’s accent when they get rlly passionate about something

- the sleep u get after being out 4 a rlly long time

- when you’ve been in tight shoes most of the day and get home and finally take them off and just relax urself or when u have socks on 4 a while and u take them off and there’s lines from the inprint so u just rub on them and it feels nice

- when ur touching knee slightly hits someone’s knee and they don’t move

- the neon “open” signs at gas stations at night time

- how girls look when they’re doing their makeup and look super focused

- in movies when the camera pans 2 the teenager in the house door and like they have a door collage and one of the pictures is “STAY OUT” or “KEEP OUT” suppper edgy right? lol

- slushees

- sleeping after swimming in the pool all day

- tote bags

- when ur in the store and u have been pushing the cart 4 a while so in result of getting tired u slump ur upper body onto the cart a little bit and close ur eyes and breathe

- having bikinis air dry in the summer

- pretty chinese mesh slippers

- bucket hats

- girls getting ready 2gether

- girls straightening or doing each other hair

- the intimacy of putting lipstick on someone else’s lips

- when b4 someone shows u something that they’re excited about they say “ur gonna freak” or “ur gonna die” idk it gets me excited

- the word ghetto and ratchet ppl think it’s an insult but i think of nice things when ppl say that. like “ratchet happy birthday” by drake gives me fun and lit vibes. and ratchet saturn girl” by amine gives me dream girl vibes

- when u sleep with someone and y’all have unsaid understanding of ur sides of the bed

- women with big/chubby arms

- the shower u take right after cutting ur hair

- when the song ur listening 2 bass is so heavy so u start nodding ur head 2 dance along.

- the sweater + leggings + long socks combo

- handwritten letters 4 no reason

- letters 2 urself

- excessive use of emojis

- the sisterhood of girls asking 2 braid ur hair in class

- using the word “fly” as a compliment

- bowls cuts

- gogo boots

- girls wearing boxers

- when ppl call thei girlfriends “my girl”

- nicknames

- locs

- thongs

- moisturized skin

- daniel caesars lyricism and album freudian

- when ppl call ppl with long legs “legs”

- “oh brother!”

- DARIA

- “love u the most”

- so cute that ppl say “peace!” as in goodbye it’s like instead of goodbye u wish 4 them peace ☮️ that’s so freakin cute

- “luv bug”

- i luv when ppl with bigger long hair and bangs push their glasses 2 their forehead or up 2 their hair so their hair moves into this weird position that makes their hair look so cute n messy and i luv it.

- “take care of urself”

- “till 4ever falls apart”

- VS pink underwear

- when u can see a girls pantie lines in leggings

- women wearing leggings

- women with hairy arms and legs

- thick nice acrylic nails

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