#in my room ????

[ecultured]

patti smith in her apartment

[rearviewghost]

when you approach your bandmate for a normal blokey forehead touch during the in my room outro but instead he has the audacity of lowering his head strategically exposing the entirety of his neck (and nape) and you give in to the temptation of burying and rubbing your whole face on it for a few good seconds and after that he lifts his face and intentionally rubs his nose and lips on yours in response. what the hell was that

[free-my-mindd]

[wlldhoney]

now it’s dark and i’m alone but i won’t be afraid …

[yoan-le-grall]

[nattyjayna]

[murdrdocs]

for the in my room anon

ethan sits in his room, back against the bed, butt against the carpet, strong arms wrapped around his legs. he's alone, thinking so much that a headache has started to form in his left temple. his eyes are zoned out, facing the dresser in front of him, but he doesn't focus on that. his mind is elsewhere. thinking about her.

the sound of her knuckles tapping against his window is so soft and distant in his present mind that he thinks he imagined it. until it repeats, once, twice, and then ethan's turning his head and blinking to refocus his eyes and he sees her kneeling by the window, a small smile on her lips.

she wears something light, an outfit not suited for the time. but she looks as if she'd just put it on, the garments secure, neat, against her body. she greets him, climbing into the opened window. he greets her, stepping back to allow her entrance.

they talk, ethan sitting on his bed while he watches her move around the room, picking up objects, inspecting them, then sitting then back in a spot that's just a little off from their original place. they talk. until they do more.

she straddles him, lifting her dress, lowering ethan's pants, so she can take him in. he watches her, wide eyed, as she rides him, her hips performing fucking magic on him, putting him under a spell. a spell where he tells himself that he would do anything she wanted. he would do anything under the sun for her, as long as it kept them close, and together. as long as it kept these night rendezvous happening.

he cums inside of her, always, and she never complains. she smiles, kisses him sweetly, lays beside him, holds his hand until he falls asleep. and always, ethan wakes up and she's gone, his window open just enough to leave evidence that she was there in the first place.

the cycle continues.

he sits in his room, late at night, wearing his pajamas as he waits for her to visit. they talk, they fuck, they lay there, ethan falls asleep and she leaves.

"would you do that for me?" she asks him, the night darker than usual, clouds covering the constellations that ethan watches while he waits. the mention of the neighbors next door still sits stiffly in the air of ethan's room. he blinks, his lips part, his eyebrows furrow. he processes.

no. that's something i shouldn't do.

then she sinks down and she throws her head back with a moan and she brings ethan's hand up to cup her tits and ethan groans.

"would you, e?" her voice is so sweet. almost as sweet as the fountain between her plush, velvety thighs. she's like a siren, seducing ethan into doing whatever sick and twisted request she has.

he nods. "yes, yeah. i would do anything for you," her enchanting nature has him rambling, telling her everything. "i adore you. i don't know what i would do if you ignored me. if you left me. fuck, i need you."

she leaves early that night, slipping out of the window when the night is still young and ethan is barely tired at all. she smiles at him as she goes, leaving the window completely open.

as the sun comes up, ethan scrubs at his hands and throws his bloodied clothes in the bonfire pit outside, watching the flames engulf the fabrics with the smell of metal still in his nose.

he doesn't sleep that day, pacing, waiting for the night to come.

he waits. and waits. and wait. the sun sets, two hours pass, then three. he waits.

he sits on the edge of his bed, then the floor, then he opens the window and peeks out, whispering her name. he waits two days. then three, repeating the same actions. he paces outside of his house, walking up and down the street.

he skips his final classes, he skips graduation. the summer comes to an end. two months gone by.

the tap! tap! comes to him in dreams. and he waits.

[mayusz]

illustrations for the heart-rending fic In My Room by @wolfpants

1. sometime before NEWT mock exams, in the library

2. "In the cramped space of the lavatory, Ron wrapped his arms around Draco and, with his mouth squashed up against Ron’s arm, Draco murmured, all throat, 'How will I sleep?'"

[jt1674]

[ruthytwoshakes]

This is more than just a sick love story

OooooOOoooOOOooo SPOOOOOOKYKYKY LESBAINSSSSSS

welcome to the first WIP of 1/2 thumbnails for my MissFire Animatic! When I’m finished with the thumbs, you guys get to decide which one you like best, (In My Room or Cemetery Girl) and I’ll work on that one first!

I would love to finish this by the end of October as a Halloween special, but school is kicking my ass rn,,,, !! I’ll show what I do have done on the 31st though. (along with all my cringetober work hehe)

[rosemarycovet]

In my room- billy loomis x reader

(billys pov)

“are you gonna let me in?

“hello?helllooo?”I heard tapping from my window knowing exactly who it was

I was trying not the drift off in class as stu rambled about some nonsense when 2:45 the bell went off

thank god I thought to my self I got up and quickly left the class room speed walking through the halls with my head held low

I didn’t bother acknowledging anyone

many people think i’m odd just because I keep to my self I only talk to stu and our ‘friend group’

which are other people I don’t consider worthy of my time

but I mostly walk alone

avoiding girls that gush over me and the pathetic boys at school trying to start small talk with me

as I walk out the school building I avoid the sunlight with my chalky tone

some may say i’m a gaslighter and manipulative which they aren’t wrong

with my ‘piercing eyes’

I get home I don’t say anything

like there’s anyone to greet ain’t no one there

my mother had abandoned me

and my father is barely ever home,I don’t care.I walk in and right up stairs to my room

I go straight to bed take a quick nap and just wait patiently until dark because that’s when the real show starts

———————

‘Tap tap tap’

———————

I hear from my window I smirk knowing exactly who it is

I see her

(y/n).my baby is what I like to call her

she’s as beautiful as ever as she gives me a sweet soft smile

she’s young and pretty

she comes to my room and we talk at night

she’s demonic and bloody in my eyes

but she holds me tight every night i’m in my bedroom with her i’m never alone

and I kiss her cold lips until morning comes then she’s gone and i’m off

but she only exists in the dark of my room

as me and my ‘friends’ are sitting at the fountain for lunch I sit next to stu as randy sits in the middle of stu and tatum and Sidney is next to tatum

god how much I hate Sidney she’s the reason my mom left me

yet she doesn’t even know

I kept catching her staring at me yet pretended as if I didn’t notice

I know she likes me it’s obvious

but my feelings are the opposite for her

I wish she would die

I wish I could kill her right now

I have planned to kill her with the rest of the group but making stu my partner

there’s so much of sidney I can’t stand same with the rest of them as they talk about meaningless stuff

and all I can think about is my love

I’d do anything for her

as me and her laid in my bed I do adore her as I said before I’d do anything for her and it’s always in my room that we’re the closes

I try to smile but i’m always frontin

but I do love her and at least that’s something.She doesn’t talk much but when she does it gets cold

usually we just lay there and we hold eachother

we’re lovers we don’t need others

certainly i’m all she needed and she is everything I need I don’t need anyone else but her

one night one of my mother’s cat that she also had abandoned had jumped up on the covers

and it scared my baby,cause she don’t like pets.

she had scrambled out of the room

It had made my blood boil that the cat had frighten my baby so I twisted it’s fucking head of its neck

“look baby it’s bloody it’s gone it’s doomed” I had cried out to her

“please come back to the room..don’t ignore me” I begged her

this was more than a sick love story

If she was ever to leave me or was left with out her I’d bring a gun shot to school

and I will for any reason if she wants me to

I hate it that she has to leave when the light comes on and if I had it my way the fucking sun would be gone

sometimes when we’re kissing I start shaking when she slips me that tongue it taste like bacon

she looks sad

uh-oh something wrong.my baby’s upset

“baby what’s wrong?” I asked her as I tuck a strain of her hair behind her ear

“billy one of the neighbors kid had spotted me sneaking in and now I can’t come back cause they know our secret”

unless I can make them keep it if I do she’ll still be able to come

the next day i’m in their backyard as I slipped my ghost face costume on with a shotgun and knife

cut the screen,I went and found the kid

blew a blow of spaghetti to the side of it’s head Then their daddy was next he ran down the hall as I chased after him he was quick to fall as I shredded his throat.

I gripped the knife and started stabbing the shit out of his wife

after Is was done with them I went back home a bloody mess still in my ghostface costume with a job well done

as I washed up in the sink and but the bloody costume in the washing machine waiting for baby to come

like I said I do anything for her

I waited and and hated for 3-4 hours to hear her tapping

then finally she arrived as always she had a soft smile on her face as I held a smirk

“baby I got rid of them you don’t have to worry”

she stared at me a bit surprised

“you got rid of them?..for me?”

“of course baby I’d do anything for you”

she smiled and ran up to me as I picked her up and took her in my room

[iconsfinder]

[sweetdarling27]

ℑ𝔡 𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱

𝔍𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲’𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔪𝔢

[popthecultureiconography]

songs that remind me of leo valdez ♥︎ part two (troye sivan edition)

in my room (ft. guitarricadelafuente)

"am i fucking sixteen?

that shit's kinda depressing

all you're doing to me

cause you mess me, test me, wreck me"

"confundo la realidad

y es que todo me extasía

se ha encendido el cielo

e te enreda el pelo"

"i'm all alone in my room

im just thinking of you

its a feeling i can't describe"

cool

"i was just tryna be cool

i was just tryna be like you

you're a spark and i'm a boom

what am i supposed to do?

when i got that cigarette smoke

and saint laurent coat

but nothing is feeling right

i drink, but i choke

i love but i don't"

one of your girls

"give me a call if you ever get lonely

i'll be like one of your girls or your homies

say what you want and i'll keep it a secret

you got the key to my heart and i need it

give me a call if you ever get desperate"

"everybody wants you, baby"

"but nobody wants you bad as i do

baby, let me plead my case"

"look at you!

pop the culture, iconography

is standing right in front of me"

"lining down the block to be around you

but baby, im first in place"

(basically put half of one of your girls so go listen to it!! kinda valgrace coded imo

also fun fact my username is based off of the line "pop the culture, iconography"

[yoan-le-grall]

[dlstmxkakwldrlarchive]

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