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helllooo everyone !

just wanted to clear something up, in regards to my recent post.

im aware some people dislike the idea of smut / any form of sexual writing in regards to celebrities / influencers / musicians / etc etc etc. which is totally validated, id never tell anyone how to feel or why they should feel a certain way abt a certain thing.

BUT ! i also know some people love that side / genre of writing, ive been requested a few times to write any forms of smut & so forth over the duration of this account by (i believe?) several accounts.

i just wanted to say, writing smut, reading smut, being a “producer” of that kind of content, i never ever mean to cause any form of uncomfortablility or unnerving sort of feelings by writing & posting that form of stuff. to you, the reader, to people who may of known jeff/anyone i write about, ect.

my sole purpose behind creating & writing these things are to make you guys happy, n to also have a form of a creative outlet as well. never anything malicious or weird, i hope everyone truly knows that !

me personally, i do not see an issue with smut writing, unless said individual your writing it about has made it clear that it’s something that makes them uncomfortable, or genuinely involves something totally immoral & borderline criminal. or criminal full stop.

im gonna try & be as polite as possible when i say this, i hope no one gets offended by it, but if fanfiction/smut in particular is something you don’t enjoy reading or dislike the idea of, you never have to read it, you never have to like it, repost, or even spend more than 2 seconds looking at it.

ive had a few requests (WHICH I LUV BY THE WAY, keep them coming pleeeease <3) asking for smut for a while now, n i wanna be able to post writings n stuff that you guys have requested & also enjoy as well. its a scarce market out here yall i understand 😭

but as i said, you never ever have to read anything that makes you feel a certain way. if that includes avoiding my page at all costs, thats totally fine too, id never want to make anyone uncomfortable or feel a certain way about any of my posts.

just wanna make yall Happy w a capital H ! thats all:)

NEW STUFF COMING SOON THOUGH ! stay tuned for that. love yall. xoxo

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NSFW ALPHABET, JEFF BUCKLEY

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he is so beyond respectful, and so so so beyond cuddly + affectionate. instantly, he questions you askin' if youre doin' okay, if you need water, food, etc. if you require none of those things, he'll instantly cling himself to you, kissing every square inch he can reach while youre in his grasp. its usually quite silent for a few moments afterwards (due to you both relinquishing within each others embrace), him only muttering his love for you afterwards.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

his hands are 10000% his favorite body part of his. he's aware of the sense in which his touch drives you absolutely crazy. the way his fingertips seductively graze within the line of your waist, trailing down towards your hips, the way the palms of his hands grab so delicately, yet passionately around the preface of both your tits & hips simultaneously. and.... guitarist fingers. they know what theyre doin'.

sexually speaking, his favourite body part of yours would be both your lips, and your hips. your lips due to both how good they feel wrapped around him, effortlessly taking him within the outskirts of your mouth, & the entanglement in which they feel dancing alongside his own. he loves the flesh alongside your hips, in which he often times mindlessly grabs at and fools with, which he knows sends you spiraling to say the least.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I feel like he ops to cum over your body as oppose to your face/mouth. he finds it more artistic that way. (thats a joke).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

oh lord does this man know what hes doin… he has the fingertips of an angel, the mouth of the devil & the rhythm of the ocean. he knows exactly what he’s doin, how to do it, what makes you shake & quiver, & what sends you over the edge. there is never a dull, nor boring moment with him, that is 100% certain.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

its definitely torn between missonary & cowgirl. he loooooves being able to look you directly in the eye as he slides in & out of you, often leaning down to kiss alongside your neck & collarbone region, muttering how good you feel, n how you’re doin so well for him. though, he does believe that theres nothing hotter than watching you aimlessly bounce up & down his cock

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he’s definitely not one to crack jokes while he’s literally inside of you, but he’s also not stone cold, sexy man persona, yk? theres a healthy balance in a sense

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

i feel like he often just trims it shorter, not fully shaven, yk?

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

so so beyond romantic. he tends to your needs so beyond well, often kissing your skin & speaking soft encouraging words of praise, tellin’ you how much he loves you

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

often times when you’re apart due to him bein’ on the road, he’ll often call you to engage in said activities alongside him. (a/n…. seperate one shot on this perhaps ?)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

100% a praise kink, both giving & receiving, though i feel like he isnt into the freakiest of freak, yk?

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

i feel like jeffs a heavy bath/shower sex enjoyer…. 1000%

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

seeing your reactions to his touch, seeing the goosebumps & the way your legs instinctively open themselves up for him. hearing the way your breath hitches as he teases your skin.

he also loooves whenever you wear pretty dresses, or sometimes the way you specifically glance at him as if you’re a hungry doe of the sorts.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything that could involve hurting you or putting you in an unsafe or uncomfortable situation. your sense of security, safety & wellness is a top priority to him. even if its just a lil bruise from gripping your hips too firmly, he feels horrible afterwards, often tending to the bruise & kissing it as a form of medicine as much as possible

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

oh… this man is STARVING for you, there is nothing he loves more than tasting you,

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it certainly depends on the day, the mood, etc. some days, he ops for slow, sensual, passionate love makin', taking more time than usual softly working your body as a form of worship, while other days he can be almost animalistic. opting for the faster & rougher approach, showing you how bad he truly needs you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he’s more inclined to take the time preparing you n praisin’ your body how it needs, he doesn’t like rushing or cutting short any form of intimacy, explicitly sexual. though, often sometimes before shows he tends to indulge in a quick session of some sorts, always claiming it “helps him preform”

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

not necessarily. he’s extremely careful & conscious of partaking in anything you potentially wouldn’t enjoy, so if often times he wants to take a risk of the sorts, he’ll ask you prior on your thoughts & feelings

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

some nights you spend hours unwinding each others bodies, working in secret languages & creating rhythms only the pair of you are familiar with, though on different occasions, you typically undergo 2-4 rounds

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

jeff typically isnt one for using toys on both you or himself. he often prefers the touch of your hands, the contact of your mouth, or vice versa as opposed to plastic/a toy. though if you asked, he definitely wouldnt be opposed to it

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he's 100000% the KING of teasin'. wether its simple smirks while youre out with others, sweet dirty nothings whispered into your ear in inconvenient times, slowly gracing his fingertips in attempt to make you beg, the list goes on & on.

A/N how we feelin' about a seperate one shot about this..

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he certainly does not hold back. often letting out sharp exhales, alongside breathy moans as he mutters endless praises of how good you feel, tellin' you how beautiful you look taking him, etc etc.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i feel like it’s relatively high. not in the sense of, he needs to fuck you anywhere at all times, but in the sense of he really really appreciates those more intimate, orgasm inducing moments with you, & often craves them on a day to day basis

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he’s definitely the last of the two to fall asleep. his main priority is always set on you, how you feel afterwards, & making sure you feel both properly loved & satisfied.

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3 new pieces of work comin soon 😼 GUARANTEED.

HOPE EVERYONES DOIN GOOD<3

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FLUFF ALPHABET, JEFF BUCKLEY

( A ) AFFECTION - how affectionate are they?

oh do not even get me started… he is genuinely the pure definition of affectionate/an affectionate person. no matter what time it is, what vibe it is, where you guys currently are or what you both are currently doing, he certainly will show an unadulterated & unconditional amount of affection towards you. wether that be verbally or physically, it don’t matter one bit! he absolutely loves showering you with love at all times <3

( B ) BEAUTY - what do they admire most about you? what do they think is your most beautiful feature/attribute?

he loves your eyes, he finds solace & peace in lovingly gazing into your eyes. he often finds himself writing poetry in his mind of a million different ways to eccentrically describe them. same thing with your smile, there isn’t a lot more he loves then seeing you smile! especially when its caused by him <33

( C ) CUDDLES - do they like to cuddle? and if so, how?

YES. YES AND YES. it genuinely soothes him like no other. after a long, meticulously stressful day, his only remedy is eloping himself into your arms, or you into his.

& he is most definitely the skin to skin, chest to forehead type cuddler as opposed to spooning or any of the other “techniques”. it makes him feel as close to you as possible.

( D ) DREAMS - how do they picture their future with you?

i feel like, jeff’s not prone to thinking about the future, although. he is certain that a life without you in it would be bleak & miserable, & that he wants to spend the rest of his days as your lover

( E ) EQUAL - are they the dominant one in the relationship or passive?

i think he would definitely share both characteristics, not necessarily confined to one.

( F ) FIGHTING - what are they like during a fight? how quickly would they able to forgive/be forgiven?

id say jeff would be the kind to use words as weapons in an argument, though he would never ever raise his voice at you, or yell in any form. the second he sees tears forming within your eyes, or noticed your lack of verbal communication, he instantly rushes to your side, exclaiming how sorry he is, & how what was said wasnt meant, & that he loves you dearly

( G ) GENTLE - how gentle are they?

EXTREMELY. gentle. so so so gentle to the point where sometimes you feel as if he sees you as fragile, in the most wholesome way possible. his touch is the most delicate & gentle, alongside the way in which he tells you he loves you.

( H ) HONESTY - do they have any secrets from you? or do they share every little detail?

oh, every little detail is 1000% shared. he tells you everything, from birth to current day, mundane & classified as “boring” to moments that shaped him, its almost as if you know him just as much as he knows himself.

( I ) I LOVE YOU - how long does it take for them to say the L word? how do they say it?

he says it practically the second he feels it, most likely through a letter/poem he wrote you, or as he’s admiring you, seemingly dozing off due to his fascination with you

( J ) JEALOUSY - do they get jealous? if so, how?

yes, he tends to get slightly jealous at times. it truly depends on the person & situation. its more so a jealousy in the sense of, “thats MY lover, not yours” as opposed to an insecurity or controlling based jealousy. when jealous, he often becomes slightly smug, boasting that you are very much his, & he has the gift of being able to love you, & vice versa

( K ) KISSES - what are their kissing habits? are they a good kisser?

soft, slow & sensual would be 3 words to describe the way he kisses you. its hardly ever rushed, only ever filled with love & admiration, even in more sexual settings. & lets be real… 10/10 kisser.

( L ) LOVE CONFESSION - how do they confess their love?

1000% through a (not so) discreet love letter, pouring out every ounce of emotion he has felt for you from current day, to the moment he first laid eyes on you.

( M ) MORNINGS - how are mornings spent with them?

mornings are sooo incredibly soft w/ jeff. 9/10 you wake up entangled within each others arms, legs knotted up together, hair a total mess. he often mutters a “g’d morning my love”, before pressing a lil kiss to your temple, inching himself closer to you than before. though, morning sex is almost always guaranteed as well

( N ) NIGHTS - how are nights spent with them?

nights are often really, really calm. theyre usually spent cuddled up together on the couch, watching a stupid tv show/movie, or dancin’ around the apartment with some zeppelin playing on vinyl

( O ) ON CLOUD NINE - what are they like when they are in love? is it obvious for others? how do they express their feelings?

oh, its so stupidly obvious to practically everyone. the way in which he looks at you with soft eyes, always protective over what youre doin’, constantly asking for you to come to shows, always boasting about you, spending his afternoon’s writing poems about you, the list goes on.

he expresses them through “jokes”, or sarcasm hidden as the truth. example being, you boasting about a kind favour jeff did for you, & one of his bandmates/friends exclaiming it to be “him being totally head over heels for you”, jeff often “sarcastically” nods along saying “what can i say? its true, im totally in love with you”. “sarcastically”

( P ) PDA - are they upfront about their relationship? do they brag with their s/o in front of others? or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

i feel like, jeff would often times keep his relationship details private, feeling as though he wants to keep it between you & him, as his own, but he 10000% brags about you at any given chance. wether that be to others, or privately in his journal. though he will show you affection in public whenever he deems necessary. by no means will he stop simply because people are around

( Q ) QUIZZES - how much do they remember about you?

oh. this man remembers everything. you mentioned months ago how youd love an amethyst pendant? 4 months later he hands you one in a velvet bag. you mentioned years ago you loved glitter pens when you were a child? the ink recently ran out on your favourite pen? guess what kind of pen jeff mysteriously gives you? a glitter pen. he remembers your order to every food store, he notices & remembers the things that calm you down, the way you react to specific things, everything,

( R ) ROMANCE - how romantic are they?

i dont even need to go there.

this man, will write you novels upon novels of poems about his undying love for you, without any form of reasoning. he would do anything for you, anything to make you happy, & anything to show you that he cares

( S ) SECURITY - how protective are they of you?

extremely protective. again, he would do anything to make sure you were happy, healthy & safe. even if it meant risking something of his own.

( T ) TRY - how much effort do they put into dates/special occasions?

so so so so so so so so much effort. he’ll plan it for weeks upon weeks, remembering every little thing youve told him you loved or wanted, & placing it into one (multiple) special days.

(A/N;)

a blurb & other lil proper works are comin’ soon !! currently in the making<3

FOR NOW, enjoy this !

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MASTERLIST & OTHER

— JEFF BUCKLEY

head-cannons,

random fluffy things i believe he does (fluff)

nicknames he’d use (fluff/all of the above?)

one-shots / imagines,

1:32 (fluff) in which, you share an awfully cliche moment with your (future) lover in the golden hours of the afternoon confessing your feelings towards one another

broken down n’ hungry (angst 2 fluff ending) in which, it simply isn’t too late to pay your ex lover a much needed visit in the break of dawn

blurbs / thoughts,

N/A (yet ;) )

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HELLO & WELCOME TO MY ACCOUNT !

as of right now (also known as the 3rd of December 2023), the only person i’ve written for as of late is Jeff Buckley, but this could definitely change! Ive written some other stuff for other artists over time, so that may eventually end up here as well :,)

with time, the masterlist will grow most definitely ! So keep your eyes peeled n enjoy your stay <3

NOW… onto the “rules” & basic info!

please feel free to request whatever your heart desires! i’m open to writing any genre of any sorts.

though, the only things i draw the line at are themes of SA, DV & incest of any sorts. I’m pretty much open to anything else, as long as its not racist, homophobic or can potentially hurt someone/make them feel upset or triggered in any form.

thats it from me ! once again hope you enjoy <3

- m <3

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O my gosh, I am in love with your imagines and headcannons on Jeff Buckley, (not enough people write about him) whenever you get the time, I'd love to see more, no pressure <3333333333333333333

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 🥺🤍 It means a lot fr <33. I swear there’s practically no fanfics or anything like that out there :( its so sad. BUUUUT more stuff is defo coming soon!! I have sum stuff in the drafts that are half done, should be out n finshed vv soon!! <333

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A SELECTION OF VARIOUS FLUFFY HEADCANNONS, JEFF BUCKLEY

ZIPPING UP YOUR JACKET / CARDIGAN

- he feels its a lil chilly out/you look like your gettin’ cold? instantly buttons up your cardigan or zips up your (aka his) jacket on you, muttering a small “don’t want you to be cold, okay sweetheart?” & securing his hand within your own & placing the unoccupied hand into your pocket

- similarly, if he notices your lack of warmth, his jacket/piece of outerwear will be on you instantaneously. no ifs, buts, or refusals are allowed!

FREQUENT CHECK-INS

- whenever you guys are out n about or simply doing something at home, he always frequently checks in with both you and how you are currently feeling. Whether thats asking you if youre hungry or not, if youre cold or warm, or a simple “You okay, angel? Everything’s good?”

MORNING COFFEE/CAFE RUNS

- spending your mornings together going for lil cafe/coffee shop runs in the city, your hands often intertwined as you weave throughout the streets and stops <3

FOREHEAD KISSES

- oh, these are most definitely a MUST in your relationship. in-fact, its worrying and often an odd day when you don’t receive forehead kisses from your beloved (which is close to never may i add). they happen at any given time, he’s off to an interview somewhere? forehead kiss before he leaves. you’re peacefully sleeping? forehead kiss (because he just cannot help himself), you’re about to go to sleep? forehead kiss. he’s bored n’ feels the need to touch you in some shape or form? forehead kiss

WEARING HIS PLAID SHIRTS

- once again, most definitely the opposite of a rare occurrence. 9 times out of 10, you are wearing his plaid shirts, or any of his t shirts in general. and trust me, it absolutely melts and burns his poor heart n soul. theres not a whole lot better to him then seeing you walkin’ around your shared house together wearing his shirts <3

SHOULDER KISSES

i mean… “a kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder”. need i say more? HONESTLY, shoulder kisses are a frequent. they range between lazy (& rather unintentionally sloppy) pecks that occur during the bright n’ early hours upon first wake, or the unholy hours of midnight in which you both are, well, committing unholy crimes if you catch my drift

A/N

might do a part two some day soon! not sure yet though <3

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BROKEN DOWN N’ HUNGRY, JEFF BUCKLEY ONESHOT

synopsis: in which, it simply isn’t too late to pay your ex-lover a surprising visit.

genre: angst i think? lil bit of fluff as-well!

IT HAD PRECISELY only been a matter of weeks, but it sure as hell felt like months since you and your now ex lover amicably decided to end things. Needless to say, you regretted it almost simultaneously. The lack of warmth on the left side of the bed every morning seemed to materialise it.

You woke up each morning with a sense of misery, almost emptiness within each pass of sunrise, day in and day out.

To make matters worse, the weather soon became rather drowsy and depression enduring, which seemingly added to your sense of blues, considering rainy days tended to be you & Jeff’s favourite kind of days to spend together, often humbly wrapped up within each other, simply devouring every savouring moment you two would spend together.

Looking out the small window located on your door, you observe the hues of grey and black painted on the clouds outside, delicate falls of rain cascading down below those very clouds. You stay seated and ponder on the fact that maybe you both were simply just too young to keep your love from going wrong.

You begin to wonder where Jeff is and how he's doing, if he could be missing you anywhere near as you are him. You'd heard through the grape vine that he'd been back out around town, seemingly carried away in his own world having his fun, a stark opposite of yourself who seems to spend most of her days pondering on the rather daunting & thought inducing would've, could've, should'ves this situation poses.

You wonder, what would happen if you simply returned? If you knocked on his door, what would come of it? Would a sense of shame wash over you as you realize he simply doesn't care anymore? Or is it not too late to rekindle things?

Although, little do you know, Jeff has been experiencing the exact same in return. Although he has been seemingly out and about, he often spends most mornings discomforted due to your absence. He spends most of his nights in despair, constantly tossing and turning due to the lack of sleep he faces. He imagines your silhouette smiling softly against him, the scent of comfort and vanilla overwhelming his senses. The fantasy constantly brings him to the verge of tears, simply wishing he had you with him. He feels as if he’s broken down and hungry for your love, yet feeling as though theres no real way to feed it. He ponders, wondering it he will ever feel the bliss of your sweet return.

It feels as if you've been gleaming out the window, looking for some form of metaphorical answer to your unresolved queries for hours and hours on end, but in reality, its only been about half an our or so. You come to the conclusion theres simply not much you can do, considering you remain unsure of if you're willing to deal with any negative consequences if you were to knock on Jeff's door, the humiliation seems too much for your currently sheer broken heart.

You decide to simply go for a drive, hopelessly leading to no where in particular in some form of effort to clear your head of any trace of Jeff. Yet, you feel yourself driving through a rather familiar road, though your mind doesn't seem to register what exactly you're doing & where exactly you’re travelling to.

Within minutes, you pull up to the familiar house that you've spent hours upon hours in, finally realising just where you are. You stay seated in the car for several seconds, realising you had no exact plan on what to do, nor say.

“Fuck it" you whisper under your breath, deciding to simply wing it and air out whatever thoughts previously on your mind earlier in the evening.

You slowly step up the stairs of Jeff's home, letting out a small unsteady breath you weren't aware you were holding in. Knocking three times, you begin to feel a swarm of anxiety take over your stomach, comprehending the fact that this could go extremely right, or extremely wrong.

The door steadily opens, a disoriented Jeff stands before you, a sense of weariness and lack of sleep apparent within his chocolate tinted frames.

His mouth slightly agapes open, his eyes widening slightly in a display of shock, it seemed. “Oh uhm... hello" he speaks, rather softly, yet cautiously.

“Can we talk?.. please?" you say, attempting to hinder the urge to formulate tears from cascading down your face.

“Yeah, yeah of course, come in, the place is a bit of a mess" he replies, a slight hint of embarrassment presented in his voice.

Though you simply nod in silence, unable to find the correct words to say.

"Do you uh, want a tea or a drink? or anything?" he asks, attempting to find a trace of emotion within your face, hoping and praying he isn't dreaming this current moment, due to his lack of sleep.

“No, I'm okay, thank you" you say.

"I think i understand why youre here, but i think i need to hear the words and phrases come out of your mouth, n’ not give into the thoughts that my mind is practically screaming right now " he says, anxiously laughing towards the end of his sentence.

"Yeah, well i just" you pause, attempting to find the right phrase to say without attempting to come off in a hasty manner. "Im just, having a real hard time with this, you know? I really, like really fuckin' miss you and i, just don't know what to do about it anymore”you speak, holding your head within the palms of your hands to hide any trace of emotion painted within it.

“I know i shouldn't come here and i know i should just let it go but i cant. I feel like pure shit everyday, especially when everyones telling me you're doing fine without me n’ i'm sitting in bed, unable to pin point what exactly went wrong" you continue, praying to god you haven't stated your emotions too strong.

A strong, rather unsolicited pause soon follows, allowing you to contain your thoughts in some sense of the word. Though within each growing second, the silence begins to haunt you in a manner, causing your stomach to undergo several different twists and turns, in a similar sense to a rollercoaster of the sorts.

“Don’t believe all the bullshit stories people feed you, okay? Look at my eyes, i look a mess, no? Like i haven’t slept in days?” he rhetorically speaks, not exactly anticipating a response. “I spend my nights awake reminiscing on the times we shared, reminiscing on you. I spend my nights writing endless amounts of poetry, journal entries and songs about you, and god, when i finally do get an ounce of sleep within my system, my dreams always revolve around you in one shape or another” he explains faintly, feelints of passion, yet great sadness oozing from within his tone.

“I consistently think about us and how much i regret the decision we made, its like it fucking haunts me, n/n” he furthermore continues as minor formations of tears begin to brim within the corner of his eyes.

“I really, really, truly did and do love you, you know? Honestly, i believe a fragment of me always will, no matter how close or far set we are apart” he formulates, withholding a strong gaze.

You bite down on your now shaky lip, both attempting and hoping to suppress any tears of your own from manifesting.

Though, a strong sense of relief soon overcomes all five of your senses, a feeling of existential bliss soon following as you ground yourself down to reality, realising Jeff’s words are true and arent a figment of your imagination somehow.

“God, i love you too, Jeff. You’re ‘boutta make me cry, asshole” you playfully jester, wiping away the newly devised tears.

“C’mere sweetheart, wouldn’t want that, would we?” he retorts, inching closer towards you, soon following by wrapping his delicate arms loosely around your frame in a tender manner.

“We’ll sort all this out in due time, okay? No rush, it’ll eventually unfold. I love you too much to let you go this easily, to let this go too easily” he enunciates, though the volume becoming slightly muffled due to his cheek being positioned in a scrunched manner alongside the tip of your hairline.

He furthermore places a delicate kiss along your shoulder, the feeling causing several fragments of goosebumps to arise upon your skin levels as you nod in response to his prior confession. The warmth of his kiss upon your body, the delicacy of his embrace and the scent of him sending a dizzying effect to your mind-frame, the only thoughts occupying your mind being ones of relief, bliss almost. You truly missed the raven haired, chocolate eyed boy beyond belief, beyond words could truly and coherently verbalise.

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NICKNAMES HE’D USE, HEAD-CANNON

sweet girl / my sweet girl

used in any context! you'd most typically hear those two/three words while he's admiring you in some form, often muttering "My sweet girl" while gazing at you in an admirable manner. He would also use this nickname when youre sad, tired or need consolation in some sort. Often saying "Whats wrong, sweet girl? Everythin' okay?"

angel

usually used when he's creeping up beside you to slither his arms around your waist, or after arriving home from being out, letting out a "hey, angel" or "hi angel, what're you doin'?"

love / my love

used in any context yet again! but, most typically used in the mornings after first wake, muttering phrases like "Mmm, hi love" "Morning, my love", yada yada yada!

sweetheart

used aaaaaaaall the time! genuinely top 3 nicknames he uses for you. Its often used throughout any moment, fluff induced or not so much (wink wink)

lover

he typically uses this one when talking about you to others, typically referring to you as his lover

baby

similar to sweetheart, he uses this one for any given time, reasoning or place. it can be used for 629 different occasions/lil moments you two share together!

honey

he often uses this one as a greeting yet again. often being phrased in sentences such as "Hi honey, how are you? You feelin' okay?"

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1:32, a JEFF BUCKLEY one-shot

synopsis; in which you share an awfully fluffy moment with your (future) lover, Jeff in the golden hours of the afternoon, realising soon it’ll turn into much more

tws/warnings; none! <3

genre/type; fluff <3

a/n: lmk if you guys want more JB stuff! theres genuinely no fanfics about him anywhere </3

THE CLOCK adjacent to the white framed bed frame conveniently resting alongside the left wall reads 1:32, indicating its the peak form of the afternoon, your absolute favourite time of day. Not for any particular reason, of course. It simply remained your favourite due to the calming nature of the hour, often times indicating a needed restful moment of peace almost.

“You okay? Youre lookin’ a lil’ bit dazed” the soft spoken, raven tressed boy speaks beside you, a hint of concern laced within his tone.

“Mhm, was thinking ‘bout how i love this time of day, is all” you truthfully formulate, your words mirroring his same prior tone of tranquility and softness.

“Yeah?” he purrs, changing his position beside you to lay on his side, hand conveniently propped below his ear, seemingly to create a form of balance.

You nod in response, taking note of the small ray of sunlight suddenly illuminating the room, creating an almost golden tint within it.

“The sunlight makes you look real pretty, y’know that?” he adulates, his chocolate tinted eyes peering towards you with pure & unadulterated awe, his lips also simultaneously facing a light smile overtop.

“You’re not allowed to say things like that, J” you playfully remark, though a slither of truth lays well beneath the surface of your statement, a true showcase of your underlying feelings slightly breaking through.

I mean, you were right in some aspect, right? The more compliments and more fixated stares he would throw your way, the stronger & stronger you felt towards him, which simply wasnt allowed to even be considered as an option in your mind. You were fully aware of your feelings towards him, though the thought scared you to say the least. He was Jeff Buckley, big ol’ famous rockstar whom everybody seemed to fawn over, everybody simply wanted him, everybody. It truly felt like a crime, or some form of imprisonment at that.

“What? Why not? Can’t i compliment a pretty girl ‘round here?” he playfully jests, his peach tinted lips curving upwards, forming a rather boyish smirk.

“Stop” you mutter, covering your face within the process as an act of pure nervousness, a bundle of butterflies soon follow up by swarming the insides of your stomach.

He simply responds in an non-verbal format by guiding himself closer towards you, the close proximity between you two edging closer and closer within each passing centimetre.

“What are you doin’?” you query, attempting to appear in a conspicuous manner, though tones of nervous curiosity spill outwards instead.

Though yet again, to your surmise, he doesnt seem to vocalise his thoughts, only a small smirk lays delicately upon the corners of his lips, seemingly showcasing some form of forecast into his mind.

“J, youre makin’ me nervous’’ you retale, though feeling as though nervous was truly the pure definition of an understatement in this situation. You were practically shitting yourself to say the least.

“I know sweetheart, thats the point” he faintly remarks furthermore, his gaze aimlessly lingering on your lips for far too long.

“What would you do, right now?” he speaks, pausing mid-sentence in appearance to concisely formulate the correct and most coherent words. “If i just, kissed you, right here?” he questions, lazily tracing his thumb alongside your bottom lip. “Or here?” he additionally speaks, tracing alongside the hem of your jawline, once again in a rather lazily soft manner.

“You can” you unintentionally whisper, giving him permission to do so without realising your response conflicted with his question, due to your focus on the lingering sensation below your jawline.

“I can what, sweetheart? I need you to tell me what i can do” he responds, knowing damn well what exactly you want him to follow through with.

“You can kiss me, wherever you want too” you breathe, feelings of desperation soon becoming apparent.

You simply needed to feel his lips relish upon your skin, you truly needed to feel the bliss enduring sensations caused by his touch, you frankly needed to understand the taste of his lips as they danced with your own, it was well past a want at this point, it was faithfully a need.

He soon closes the unwanted gap between you both, strictly pulling you out of your maladaptive daydream by conjoining his lips within your own. The everlasting concoction of mint and cigarettes creating a buzzing effect as it elopes throughout both your lips and overall senses. His lips remain smooth, buttery almost, dancing alongside your own in a velvety consistency, furthermore inducing a large swarm of butterflies to overcome your stomach in a dizzying fashion. God, it simply felt so good. As if heaven truly was a place on earth.

“Holy shit” he resumes, detaching himself from your lips in a breathless manner. “You, are something else” he additionally speaks, still remaining in close proximity to yourself, seemingly not wanting to further the gap between you both anytime soon.

His gaze glues towards your own, noticing your both confused and worried appearance, not knowing whether or not his previous statement was a compliment or simply a negative observation. “Oh god, i mean that in a good way, not a ‘you’re fuckin’ crazy’ kinda way” he clarifies, taking note of your state of apprehension.

“Oh, okay” you shyly remark, cheeks tinted in a pale strawberry tone due to your prior activity.

Your mind remained simply too frazzled to even contemplate formulating a more articulate sentence, though the boy in-front of you seemingly remained frazzled as-well, unsure of both your current perceptions and emotions as to what just happened between you both, and if that moment will ever be shared again with the times that come.

“Look at you, all blushy n’ dazed” he awe-fully fawns, his left hand softly clashing alongside your right cheek, his thumb creating circular patterns in a soothing manner as he traces the boldy tinted surface.

“All cause of you, J” you relinquish, placing your own hand on-top of his own.

His lips fold upwards into a slight curve, a delicate smile caressing his lips. “My sweet girl” he whispers, his thumb still drawing lazy shapes along the frames of your cheekbone.

“Mhm, all yours from this moment on” you respond, leaning forward to gracefully gaze your lips upon his own. Creating another moment awfully reminiscent of a cliche romantic novel of the sorts, though you truly wouldn’t have it any other way.