#heavy focus

[hkxox]

Shakey like the first dance Shakey like the first time Our palms met in the clam sweat

[dyke-orama]

[totallynotrayx-x]

[dylaneon]

heavy focus

clegan weed fic , 3k words , rated E they do engage in sexual acts under the influence but consent is confirmed. please do not read if you are uncomfortable with anything like that. stay safe <3

“There are ways around it.” John continues. Gale finds a candle and brings the fire to it, entranced by the wax beginning to melt and drip down.

“Like what?”

There’s a pause. “Have you ever heard of shotgunning?”

Gale drags his eyes away from the dripping wax and barely sees John pull the joint towards his lips. He can’t quite make out the features on his face, but he knows them well enough that he can imagine it perfectly.

“Vaguely.”

read on ao3

[go1dfish24]

holds out hands

Sir may i have adrianne lenker reccomendations please sir im starving

YES ADRIANNE LENKER I HAVE A HANDFUL

My first one, I don’t listen to it as often but I jsut remember liking it a lot, angels!!! It’s apart of an album with a car on it that’s what I remember I think

Sadness as a gift!!! I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH HOW MHCH THIS JS A BANGER AHHHH AHHHHH AHHH I listened to it throughout spring and summer! Super nostalgic for me lmao

You might’ve heard of this one but real house only listen to it in a good headspace 🥹❤️‍🩹🫰

Her version of vampire empire is amazing as well, I’m not sure if it counts since it’s also been performed by big thief.. ok

Last but not least, Fowards beckon rebound!! its my favorite song of hers, 10/10 listening experience!!

Also if I remember to link it, there was a YouTube video of a history teacher listening to her ‘Songs’ album it gave me such a good insight on the songs!

[adhdkiramman]

waiting at the bus stop listening to adrienne lenker and romanticizing the chill of the early december wind blowing through my too-thin jacket like she intended!

[dylaneon]

John hasn’t moved away and Gale lets the smoke slowly leak out his parted lips. John’s eyes trail down to Gale’s mouth and Gale wants, needs, him closer, but his body is heavy and he feels like he’s falling and the only thing keeping him upright is John’s burning hand on his back.

Gale’s gaze shifts to John’s lips, swollen and slightly chapped from the cooling weather. He needs to touch them, pull between his fingers, bite until he bleeds and the only thing John can taste is the thick metal and Gale.

last snip. this will be out by sunday mark my words

[dyke-orama]

Photo of me after a long day.