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virtualsoup · 3 months
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Oh you kissed me, just to kiss me/not to make me cry
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"Oh, you kissed me just to kiss me Not to take me home It was simple, it was sweetness It was good to know You look perfect, you look different I don't wonder about your indifference If I said you could never touch me You'd come over and say I looked lovely"
- We'll Never Have Sex by Leith Ross
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asoftepiloguemylove · 10 months
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do you think you could do a web weave that’s similar to/based around we’ll never have sex by Leith Ross? i really like your account <33
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pinterest / Keaton St. James Rural Boys Watch the Apocalypse / Her (2013) dir. Spike Jonze / Keaton St. James HISTORY STUDENT FALLS IN LOVE WITH ASTRO PHYSICS STUDENT / Lieth Ross We'll Never Have Sex / 엔하이픈 ENHYPEN Polaroid Love / 少年的你 Better Days (2019) dir. 曾国祥 Derek Tsang / unknown
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greenxgloss · 28 days
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We'll Never Have Sex (Scott Bartlett) SFW
tags: @romanroyapoligist @nevvdrinksteaa @444rockstargf
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summary: one night after nursing a hungover scott he kissed you. based on We'll Never Have Sex by Laith Ross warnings: total fluff, fem!reader, use of Y/N, slight mention suggestive language, sweet sweet kissing
Depollute me you thought. "pretty baby." you whispered, watching Scott sleep off the drunk state he was in after the Christmas party. you'd had feelings for him throughout your whole friendship but you didn't want to mess it up.
"hey. what time is it?" he whispered, groggy as his eyes fluttered open. "uhhh almost 2 am." you said, checking your watch. "why are you up?" he asked as he rolled over. "I um just wanted to make sure you wouldn't throw up in your sleep." you smiled at him. "I love you." he smiled back. "I love you too, Scott." you replied, caressing his forehead. "could you get me some water?" he asked, looking up at you. you nodded as you stood up and headed to the kitchen.
"hey what are you doing still up?" Jimmy asked, leaning up against the counter. "Scott got drunk and I was taking care of him." I told him, grabbing a glass for water. "why was he getting drunk?" he asked, rubbing his face. "I don't know, it's Christmas break." I giggled. "I'm glad you were with him at least. you didn't drink?" he asked, sipping a glass of milk. "no I don't know I wasn't feeling it tonight. and I wanted to make sure Scott didn't do something stupid." you told him, filling the cup. "when are you two going to finally get together." he rolled his eyes playfully. "Man shut up it's not like that." you rolled your eyes back at him. "well I'm cheering you on. you're a good kid, Y/N." he said, patting your head and going to his room. I smiled and returned to Scott's room.
"here." you said, tapping Scott on the shoulder. "thank you." he smiled, sitting up and sipping the water. "how are you feeling?" you asked, taking your sweater off. "uh like shit." he giggled, wincing from the headache. "want me to ask jimmy for Advil?" you asked. "no no its okay I don't want him knowing I got blasted." he said. "oh about that.." you trailed off. "Y/N please tell me you didn't tell him I drank.." he said, glaring at me. "I did but he wasn't upset. he was glad I was there. its fine he wont tell your mom." I informed him, feeling guilty. "fine but if he says anything we deny deny deny." he said, drinking his water.
you sat closer to him, letting him rest his head on you. "you smell like-" you looked at him. "bad?" you interrupted. "no no like uh vanilla." he said, not moving from your shoulder. "oh uh it's a perfume I got a couple weeks ago." you stuttered, flustered. you knew Scott liked the smell of vanilla, you got the perfume with that in mind but you didn't think he'd actually notice. "I like it." he smiled up at you.
though the both of you were friends for so long you'd never shared very sweet moments like this. his face was so close you could feel the heat coming off him. he glanced down at your lips and leaned in. he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. you could taste the wine. it didn't feel lustful, it felt like love and it sparked butterflies in your stomach.
you pulled away. "wait what's happening?" you asked, confused and more nervous than ever. "oh uh I'm sorry." he said, scooting away from you in embarrassment. "no it's okay I liked it." you pulled his arm. "yeah?" he spoke softly but you could tell he really was surprised and just as nervous as you were. he leaned in to kiss you again and your face turned red. you knew Scott, you knew he was a horny boy but he kissed like he just wanted a kiss and nothing more. he kissed you like he just wanted to be with you. and that's what it was. scott just wanted to be there. all of him.
"where'd you learn to kiss like that?" you joked, out of breath as you pulled away. he chuckled, his face now flushed. "you kiss so sweet." you told him and he smiled. "probably because I've had feelings for you for like 3 years." he giggled. "what? why didn't you say anything?" you asked, the joy creeping out in your voice. "I didn't think you felt the same. I never took you as the type to let that kind of thing ruin us but I didn't want to create tension where there didn't need to be any." he said, whisking his hand through his hair.
"take more chances, Scott. it might get you a whole lot of good." you told him, holding his hand and intertwining your fingers together. "so this means you feel the same way?" he asked, reluctantly, causing you to laugh. "of course I do, you loser."
soon the both of you fell asleep in each others arms.
when the sun came up you had already been awake, changing into clean clothes. "morning. get back into bed." Scott called out from the bed. "you're acting like we just had sex." you laughed, putting your makeup on in his mirror. "I just wanna lay with you." he said, sitting up. it warmed your heart, the affection he was showing. it was different than usual. you stood up after putting you're lip gloss on. "okay but only if you promise to get up and walk me home." you told him as you put your makeup in your bag. "I promise." he smiled. "5 minutes." you said, holding up your hand.
you got back in bed next to him and you laid on your sides to face each other only inches away. "you're beautiful." he said after a moment of silence. though you tried to fight it off you began blushing and you quickly covered your face. "don't." he whispered, gently pulling your hands away. "oh god. don't look at me like that." you squealed, unable to hold back your smile. "like what?" he asked. "like that." you replied. "can I kiss you?" he asked sweetly. you nodded and as he kissed you, you thought about how secure you felt, how comfortable you were just then. "oh I got my lipgloss all over you." you giggled, wiping his lips with your finger. "it- its okay." he stopped you.
the both of you got up and you watched him change into a new shirt. "my handsome boy." you teased as you watched him through the mirror. "shut up." he laughed though he blushed.
scott waited for you outside as you bumped into Jimmy on your way out. "he kissed me." you said and Jimmy just couldn't hold his excitement. you'd always thought of Jimmy as an older brother though you did have a little crush on him as a kid. thankfully Scott inherited his looks, the thought causing you to giggle. "no way!! i manifested this by the way." he joked as he held the door open for you.
you and Scott walked hand in hand towards your house. "I'm glad you stayed over." he said, looking over at you. "I'm glad I did too." you smiled, then let the silence consume you. "gah I can't I just have to. Y/N I really like you, you know this. you're gorgeous and smart and sweet and caring-" you cut him off. "Scott get to the point." you laughed. "I'm trying to work up to ask you if I can be your boyfriend, you dork." he laughed. "oh I'm the dork? i love that you asked me that way. yes of course you can be my boyfriend." you giggled at his bashfulness.
you both stopped at your front door and looked at each other awkwardly. he kissed you one more time and in that kiss, you could feel his intentions. scott kissed you just to kiss you. not an ounce of regret on his lips. not a lick of doubt on yours. it was that simple.
"Depollute me, gentle angel And I'll feel the sickness less and less Come and kiss me, pretty baby Like we'll never have sex" you repeated the words as you walked into the house after saying your goodbyes to your new boyfriend, feeling the satisfaction of a thousand girls begging for a first kiss.
A/N: I giggled out loud a couple times while writing this one guys I think I'm cooked. anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one I wrote it more based on the lyrics of the Laith Ross song rather than just using the lyrics. I'm gonna watch Lymelife like 30 more times to get over the pure trauma 5lbs cause.
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Depollute me, gentle angel, and I'll feel the sickness less and less.
Leith Ross - We’ll Never Have Sex
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impi-wimp · 10 months
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getting attached too quick and crying about it is my love language.
what then?
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lyricallyiinlove · 2 months
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we'll never have sex, leith ross
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emochifuyu · 1 year
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if i said you could never touch me, you'd come over and say i looked lovely
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kxokiemonster · 2 years
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Sirius used to flirt with everyone so that way he could feel something. He wasn't shagging everyone like Marlene joked one day in the middle of sixth year, but he was really snogging every single person who gave him attention. Because Sirius felt so unwanted: by his family, by his own brother, by James since he started dating Lily, by James' parents because they sure thought he was annoying and too much to take care of (or that's what he convinced himself of) so he just wants a little love.
By the Christmas of seventh year, Sirius really had shagged everyone in the castle. He had discovered he was gay, but he still flirted or even snogged a bit some girl from time to time when something makes him even more less wanted. He used girls as a way to remember himself that, even if wasn't, his body was wanted, was desired by everyone.
An one night near Easter they all get pissed and started talking. Well, almost everyone talked because Remus was in one couch in complete silence, just looking at him.
"What's with you, Moony?" he asked sitting next to him.
"Just looking at you. Can't I?" Remus dedicated a shy smile to him.
"Of course you can, MoonPie. I'm the most beautiful here" Sirius joked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
"You really are"
And Remus was looking at him with such pure adoration it made difficult for Sirius to keep looking at him.
"Moony, you're pissed" he let out after a few moments. "Why don't I take you upstairs so you can sleep it off?"
Remus bit his lower lip stopping himself from saying something he shouldn't.
"Yeah" he let out with a sigh. "Let's go upstairs, Pads"
Remus put his arm around Sirius' waist like Sirius was the one who needed the help to go upstairs. Sirius let him with a roll of his eyes. They said their goodbyes although the rest were so into their own conversations they didn't heard them.
The stairs were a task less difficult that what Sirius has imagined. Remus could walk almost on his own if he wasn't putting all his weight on Sirius, like he was melting on his side.
"C'mon, Moony, put on your pj and to the bed" he comanded like a mom.
Remus looked at him with incredulity.
"Padfoot, I'm not pissed" he started slowly, letting Sirius process his words. "I just wanted to be with you alone"
A big noisy red alarm started sounding in Sirius' head. HE WANTS TO SLEEP WITH YOU, IDIOT shouted his brain.
"Oh"
"Yeah. Oh" mocked remus taking a step closer.
They were close. So close that Sirius could see perfectly Remus' scar. He just wanted to touch every one of them with his lips.
He couldn't be trusted when it came to Remus. He had met him when they were both 11. Sirius had got his big crush at 13, before he knew he was into boys. He just knew that Remus was way more amazing than anyone else he had met and he wanted to be with him forever. At 16 he knew for sure that his feeling were more than what you feel for a friend. At 16, too, he realized they were never going to be more than friends so he just shut his feelings under lock.
"Normally now is when you kiss me" he mumbled, his thoughts all over the place already.
"I know" Remus had put his hands cupping Sirius' face. "I will do that in a moment, but first I just want to observe you a little bit more"
When Remus (finally) kissed him, Sirius thought he was going to explode. His whole body was vibrating, his hands trembling from the excitement and his brain melting. It was really happening! Moony was kissing him!
One of Remus' hand was in the back of his neck, playing with his hair and the other had went lower lower until it found his waist. Sirius found out that, for once, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to touch every part of Remus, but he had to settle at the moment for throwing his arms around the other's shoulders.
Sirius tried to deepen the kiss, desperately trying to get more. Remus pulled his hair in a warning.
"Please" he begged against Remus' lips. "I want more. To the bed? Please?"
Remus shooked his head slowly, filling Sirius' cheeks with little kisses.
"Not tonight. We are both a little drunk and James and Petter can come any moment"
"Fuck them" Sirius mumbled, getting frustrated.
"Tonight" Remus continued like Sirius hadn't interrupted him "you and I are gonna cuddle and I'm going to kiss you as much as you want me to. But nothing else"
"Why?" Sirius complained with a little pout that Remus was quick to kiss.
"Why so desperate? I got you for the rest of our lives. I'm sure you can wait a few days. Besides, I get to cuddle you, I couldn't ask for more"
And the next kiss was like a punch in the heart for Sirius. He could feel the nausea in his stomach with full clarity. Remus must have seen it too because he frowned.
"What's wrong? Is this okay with you?" get asked a little worried. "Fuck, I should have asked first instead of just... Fuck. Mary said I wasn't imagining it and I just thought. I'm not sure what I thought" he started to mumble.
"What? Moony, what the he'll are you talking about?" Sirius was growing even more confuse after that franatic speech.
"I fancy you. Well, not. I mean, I fancy you" he corrected himself "but what I mean is that I love you"
Sirius blinked a few times, trying to process it.
"What?" he repeated.
"Yeah, I love you. Why did you think I kissed you just now?"
"To sleep with me?" Sirius asked like it was obvious.
"Well, not entirely. Sure, I want to shag you, but I love you. You... don't?" he asked full of insecurity.
"Yeah" Sirius was fast to answer. "I love you. I fancy you"
Remus looked at him with so much sadness. Sirius wanted to tell him to knock it off, that it should be a happy moment, but the words couldn't make their way out.
Remus had realized what was happening inside of Sirius' brain. Sirius thought he only wanted to shag him while he was in love with Remus, and he was going to do it anyway. Remus remembered all those times he had been jealous of Sirius' one night stand but, in that moment, it only brought him more sadness.
Remus kissed Sirius sweet and slow and the latter felt like crying. The kiss was so delicate, so full of unspoken words. There was no passion on it, only pure love. Remus was telling him with that kiss that he loved him. That he wanted him.
Remus kissed him just to kiss him, not to take him to bed. It was sweetness, it was simple, it was good to know.
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alexxisokay · 3 months
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you cared about my skin more than you cared about me
To you, 
All I was, 
Was skin. 
Something for you to touch,
And rub up on.  
Now i’m another name on your
List of bodies,
Drowned out by the others that came before 
And the ones that’ll come after. 
You’ll forget about me soon enough,
But I won’t
Because you were never just skin to me. 
I saw you, 
At least the version of you
you let me see 
And I accepted it wholeheartedly
Because I never saw you as a body. 
I saw you as a boy who was hurting and needed someone to
Help get him back on his feet, 
Make him feel cared about. 
I tried my best and you never did,
You made me feel replaceable.
I mean you were talking to other people
The whole time
But I never brought it up 
Because we never dated
And again, 
All I was to you, was skin. 
Someone you could have sex with whenever 
You wanted to because I didn’t know better.
There were times when I didn’t want to have sex
And we would anyway because I knew it’s what you wanted.
I didn’t want to say no, 
So I convinced myself otherwise because 
I just wanted to be close to you. 
To lay down
And have you kiss me without 
There being another motivation behind it,
But that never happened 
And now your gone
You cared about my skin more than you cared about me 
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darkslightofthesoul · 5 months
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“You look perfect, you look different I don't wonder about your indifference If I said you could never touch me You'd come over and say I looked lovely”
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nephilimlm · 1 year
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leith ross knows all of my feelings
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highenough · 1 year
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Oh, you kissed me just to kiss me Not to take me home It was simple, it was sweetness It was good to know
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asterahstar · 2 years
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we’ll never have sex - leith ross / fuck me (i didn’t know how to say) - crawlers
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sapphoherselz · 1 year
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the song "we'll never have sex" is so andreil that it hurts it works for both of them so well everytime that fucking songs starts playing I need my heart restarted and I spiritually ascend in a different realm like that redhead girl from stranger things
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