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#You're loosing me
ttulipdrawzz · 10 months
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Remus Lupin 💖💖 (in purple cuz i like it :P)
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This is with lots of reference to @astonishment's AWESOME series 'You're loosing me' (pt 9) (highly recommend go check out)
So here's my take on ylm remus!
I love him sm my heart-
Debated on giving him a little stubble cuz I feel like he'd have one..?
Also he has dark circles cuz i said so 🐍
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Some lil close ups <3
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zenilvar · 9 months
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midnights was never a break up album, it's an album about learning to choose yourself
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cowboy-like-moony · 1 year
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What is even happening? Carl are u still with us? I might be upset with miss swift rn but I still need to hear this song. Helloo?
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SHE DROPPED THE MOST UNHINGED SONG OF HERS IN THE MOST DEPRESSING SEASON I LOVE HER SO MUCH. she knew we'll be lonely asss fuckkk this season toooo.
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Probably very late to say this but Lavender Haze makes me think Taylor was trying to gaslight herself into thinking she didn't want to get married since Joe (probably) never asked and You're Loosing Me makes me think Joe called her a people pleaser before, either in an argument, couples therapy or just as a joke?
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willows-lane · 9 months
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WHO ONLY WANTED YOU TO SEE HER AND IM FADING THINKING DO SOMETHING BABE‼️ SAY SOMETHING‼️
LOSE SOMETHING BABE, RISK SOMETHING
CHOOSE SOMETHING BABE, I GOT NOTHING
TO BELIEVE
UNLESS YOU'RE CHOOSING ME
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uneducated-author · 11 months
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Was looking through my old diaries and journals today and reading my edgy 8 year old poetry (baby me was on something) and found out that I may have plagiarised Taylor Swift before she ever Taylor Swifted 😂😂😂.
There's a stanza in my poetry journal that goes:
I grieve the ever ending life of a phoenix,
Once more she rises from the ashes,
Rubs salt in her gashes,
Fights the night with fiery flames anew
Which is hilarious because I swear Taylor Swift has a song which goes"
I'm getting tired even for a phoenix,
Always rising from the ashes,
Mending all her gashes,
You might just have dealt the final blow
Which makes me crack up because WHAT WAS BABY ME ON AND HOW DO I GET IT BACK!
I mean I was a big Swiftie at age 8 but not so big that I knew the lyrics to songs she hadn't released lmao 😂😂😂
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ttulipwritezz · 6 months
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YOU'RE LOOSING ME IS ON SPOTIFY AS OF 10 MINUTES AGO😭😭
this is the best thinge ever 😭😭😭
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teaboot · 4 months
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when I was 13 I was on fictionpress dot net when I read a story about a pack of werewolves that wore silver ear piercings to show their rank in the pack and the more hoops you had the higher your rank was and if you were demoted they just ripped them out and I thought that was so fuckin metal that I pierced one of my own ears several times on one side using a leather needle and a bunch of dollar store studs and am still lopsided to this day
no real moral to this story but original werewolf romance fiction writer from 2009ish if you're out there I hope you're still making cool shit
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itty-bitty-sunshine · 4 months
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You're not worth the act. And he won't remember it, anyway.
You're not him.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months
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ORV is about enduring the horrors in real time.
(for @everyonesfavoritebastard)
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leulahart · 9 months
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jonsa week day three: fairy tale
inspired by la belle dame sans merci by frank dicksee
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imthursdaysyme · 4 months
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I think Itd be funny if Steve accidentally became obsessed with puzzles but won't admit it the same way dads watch shows by standing off to the side. robin has them out and he complains but she finds him 2hrs later still standing doing puzzles and he's like a caught raccoon
#stranger things#steve harrington#robin buckley#listen I just think it would be so funny#man is like uh no I don't do puzzles but also completely unrelated there's the piece you're looking for#constantly hovering and pretending he's not#robin loosing her shit like istg come sit and join me or leave#and he's like god FINE IF YOU INSIST#and she's like bro I said or leave too#and he's like WOE IS ME- ROBERTO FORCING ME TO SIT AND FO THE PUZZLE WOTH HER#and she's like Steve pls stop#I AM BEING DETAINED AGAINST MY W—#Steve would you stop yell—#—FORCED INTO MATRIARCHAL TYRANNY FORCUNG ME—#—esteban stop taking all the pieces-#I AM SHACKLED AND CH—#Steve how are you taking so many pieces wait stop how are you so fast—#BOUND TO THE WOODEN CHAIR AND COLORFUL GRANDMA ACTIVITIES WITH—#Steve please let me do half stop—#NO ONE TO SAVE ME#Steve how did you do it that fast wait stop you finished it what are you—#I MUST NOW TAKE RANSOM—#steve put it down—#TO HOLD MY CAPTIVE ACCOUNTA—#—steve please where are you taking the puzzle and how are you holding it without break—whERE ARE YOU GOING???#I WILL BE FREE OF MY CHAI— oh haha hey jon no i’m not doing anything strange no nance i’m just chilling—#YOU HAVE BEEN YELLING AND MONOLOGUEING FOR THE PAST THIRTY MI UTES LIKE A THEATER KID WHAT DO U MEAN CHILLING#i was doing nOTHING of the sort—#oh god he was doing the acting thing again with the medival imagery thing wasn’t he#nancy pls tell me he hasnt done this to you— oh god steve what is wrong with you
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lambnotincluded · 3 months
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no promise of heaven will make me march with my final breath I deny the church
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jadewritesficshere · 1 year
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Painting
Modern!Eddie Munson x Female!Reader
Contains: nudes, mutual masturbation, phone sex
18+ only
Eddie flopped face down onto his mattress with a sigh. After working all day, playing at the Hideout, and then hauling all of the bands' equipment, he was wiped. He wanted nothing more then to smoke and go to sleep. His phone pinged with a notification. A contact under the name "Loser" had messaged him, causing a split second of confusion before a lazy grin spread across his face when he realized it was you (he had forgotten he changed it when high). You had been unable to come see Corroded Coffin play tonight as you had made previous plans.
Loser: How did it go?? Good?? Bad??
Loser: Was that one chick who wants to be a groupie there??
Eddie: went ok. Y u jealous?
Loser: just curious lol
Eddie: sure. Wbu?
Loser: Good! Robin and Nancy came. We had a nice dinner. We did paintings! Robin's looks better then mine. Mine looks like shit 😔 now just taking a bath and relaxing.
Eddie: show me?
Loser: lol no???
Eddie: y not? I'm sure it good
Loser: you sure?
Eddie: yes
Loser: fine
Eddie doubted your painting looked bad. You always tore yourself down, even when you did amazing things. He always wanted to throttle you, but knew he would be a hypocrite if he did. Eddie rolled onto his back and looked at the ceiling. He would convince you one day that you were awesome, but until then he would just have to keep reminding you. His phone dinged with a new message from you. He opened it and saw a picture attached and-
Immediately dropped his phone. His heart picked up speed. His eyes widened and face flushed. Eddie dove for the phone as if it were a life preserver and he was drowning. He couldn't believe his eyes. He licked his lips and stared at his phone.
A picture from your neck down. Bubbles in the bath around you. Water was running down your collarbone towards your tits. Your nipples barely covered by the bubbles. One boob having no bubbles around it at all, but your hand flipping him off blocked him from seeing more. He was greedy. He wanted to see more, and had never imagined you would send him this to begin with. Eddie looked down at the tent that had formed in his boxers.
Loser: ask nicely next time 😤
Eddie groaned and his dick twitched. You had totally misunderstood him, he had wanted to see your painting- of course he was more then glad for this outcome. However, he couldn't quite unsee what you had sent, nor would he want to. Eddie reread your text. Next time means more than just this once. Means maybe he could see more. Means maybe he has a better shot with you then he thought. He already overthought things with you many times, and now his brain had just switched to overdrive.
A million thoughts ran through his head as his hand traveled south. He paused briefly," Oh fuck it." He grabbed his dick over his boxers, causing the outline to be very noticeable. He took a pic before sending it to you. He would have felt bad about not sending a message with it, but he would have sat there for ages trying to think of a response. And he couldn't find it in himself to care as he pressed lightly against his dick.
He dropped his phone on his stomach. All Eddie could think about was you as he pulled his dick out of his boxers. Your soap covered tits. How beautiful they looked.. He licked his hand before slowly grasping his dick and squeezing the base, causing the tip to flush more. The pressure causing him to moan. He slowly stroked up and down his length. He picked up the pace, canting his hips up to meet his hand. Part of him wanted to go slow, but the rest of him wanted to get this over with quick so he could do it again and again and again. His chest heaved and sweat started to form on his brow. A sigh fell from his lips that quickly turned to a moan at the thought of it being your hand wrapped around him. How small your hand would look on his dick. How-
His stomach tensed and he jolted as his phone started vibrating and your ringtone played. The vibrations on his lower stomach felt so good, he was tempted to let it keep playing, but the urge to hear your voice was stronger. With his free hand he grabbed the phone and answered. "H-hello?" Eddie asked, panting into the phone. "Oh fuck, Eddie," your voice higher than normal sounded like music to his ears. Eddie moaned and your response was a whimper. "Fuck babe, see what you do to me?" Eddie's voice felt like sandpaper, he was surprised he could even find words. "Uh-huh." The sound of water splashing caught Eddie's attention," holy shit. Are you touching yourself?" "Wish it were you."
Eddie's mind went fuzzy as he picked up speed. The schlick noise picking up, his mind filtering out everything except your moans. "Sound so good. Wish I was there." Eddie mumbled, feeling his tip leaking generously. He was so close. "Fuuuck Eddie I'm gonna-" your sentence was cut off with a moan and he lost it. His hips bucked without rhythm and cum spurted everywhere. He never understood the phrase of people seeing stars behind their eyes until now, but they were more like fireworks. He had never cum this much in his life, not even when he had first found porn.
He slowly came back down, a euphoric feeling enveloping him. A warmth spread in his chest as it heaved, trying to catch a breath. He looked down and saw his shirt covered with his release. Your chuckle pulled him back to earth. "Uh so that happened...so whatcha gonna do about it Munson?" He hummed," Think i should ask you for a date." "You should."
Eddie had the biggest grin when you finally got off the phone, date planned for Friday night. He looked down at your contact name before changing the s to a v. He was going to find that painting you did and make sure it hung over his bed, so he could remember this night forever.
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gomzdrawfr · 3 months
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anything to get some head pats and praises
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