Im Currently In My Dazed And Confused Obsession Era

i’m currently in my dazed and confused obsession era <3

loml <3

judah lewis as tommy ‘eats’ eaton in “summer of 84 (2018)” (1/3)

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THE FIRST I LOVE YOU | d. holfield

pairing: dinger holfield x fem!plus size!reader

warnings: body image issues, i think that’s it but if there’s anything i missed please let me know. also if i never can’t find a partner who is like this i don’t want them.

I SIGHED AS I LOOKED at my reflection in the mirror. i never really liked my body, but i never hated it either. i liked it when i wore certain pants it complemented my hips and thighs, but i hate that it brings out my hip dips.

i shook my head and decided i wasn’t gonna deal with this today. i just threw on one of my old hoddies laying around and out on a random pair of leggings, and decided that was it. i was almost out the door when i ran back to my dresser and grabbed the necklace dinger had gotten me for my birthday last year.

“well don’t you look comfy” my mother chuckled as i walked out to the car. i rolled my eyes and got in the car.

“hello honey!” i cringed at the stupid accent dinger did as his arms wrapped around me from behind. i felt his lips peck behind me ear making me laugh and squirm out his his grip.

“hi dinger” i smiled as he took my hand and walked down the hallway. i could see girls looking at me, i tried to ignore them but by the time we had gotten to class i already wanted to go home.

i sat in my desk, dinger behind me, and put my head down on my arms. this was nothing new, i always sleeped in science. it was boring plain and simple. i felt my desk shuffle a bit so i looked up to see dinger sat on top of it.

“you okay?” dinger asked as he messed with my hair. i swatted his hands away, causing him to pout. “why can you play with my hair but i can’t play with yours?”

“because your hair is messy, it won’t matter if i mess it up, it will look the same” i laughed as dinger mocked hurt.

“okay, i see how it is” dinger got up and went back to his seat. i could hear him muttering the words i told him. the bell rung making me sign and put my head back down.

by the time it was lunch i was done with the staring. instead of going to the lunch room i walked down the hallway, acting as if i was going to the bathroom as a teacher walked down the hall. once she was gone i booked it for the exit door.

once i was far enough from school, i took a cigarette and lit it, letting the smoke burn my lungs as i walked down the street.

i knew my mother would be home, but i knew she wouldn’t care that i came home, after all i did it often enough. i walked in the door and headed straight for my room.

i flopped into my bed and pulled the covers over me, just wanting an escape from reality. i sighed as a hugged my pillow before my eyes got heavy.

“hey…wake up” i heard fingers voice as i turned over to see him sitting on my bed. “wha lt happend? why did my leave”

“i couldn’t handle the stares” i sighed as i sat up in bed.

“what stares?” dinger asked with a real looo of confusion.

“you can’t tell me you don’t see them” i told him as i looked down at my hands. i could see dinger shake his head through the corner of my eyes. my eyes teared up as all i could see were the judgemental stares.

“hey. hey. hey. what stares?” dinger said as he held my hand. he knew i didn’t like being touched when i was emotional, that’s one of the things i liked about him.

“all the stares from the skinny girls, staring at me as if i was the ugliest person on earth. the stares from girls who wonder why your dating a fat girl instead of some skinny cheerleader who doesn’t have a stomach, or fat thighs, or ugly hip dips.” i cried. dinger looked at me with wide eyes before he pulled me into him and let me cry into his chest.

“baby. baby. you are beautiful okay. i don’t care about those other girls, okay? i care about you. i don’t want one of those skinny girls because, you have way more to love. i love your stomach, because when we’re watching a movie or just laying around it’s like my own personal pillow, same with your thighs. i love that when i put my hand on them, or when i squeeze them your cheeks heat up. and your hip dips, don’t even get me started on those. they look so pretty when your in your swim suit or any pants in general. so please, please, believe me when i say i don’t want anyone else” me and dinger just stared at each other before i leaned forward and kissed him. we stayed that way for a while before we had to pull away for oxygen.

i looked down at my hands before dinger tackled me down to the bed and layed on top of me. his arms wrapped around me as his hands went under my back, and his head went into the crook of my neck.

“i love you,” he said as my eyes widened. we had never said i love you to each other. i looked down at him to see him looking up at me with a small smile and those puppy dog eyes i could never say no to.

“and i love you” i told him before i leaned down to kiss him. i could feel him smile into the kiss, as i did the same. i pulled back and dinger his his face in my neck again. my hand went to his hair as i felt him sigh into my neck.

masterlist

fav movie <3

THE LOST BOYS (1987) dir. by Joel Schumacher

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