The year is 1975. Young, promiscuous and tenacious Jane comes home from her three-month stay at a mental institution to a home where she is not understood and to friends she does not have. When she meets her intriguing, handsome, and very married neighbor George, an intense relationship and infatuation occurs between...
Who am I? Do I even know, or have I been wearing this mask of somebody else for so long that I am a mystery now to myself? I've always seeked refuge in the familiarity of my self-destructive lifestyle, telling myself that I wasn't deserving of anything greater than the shit-show my very existence had become. That is...
"what do you find so exhilarating about me, matty?" daisy asked, wrapping a section of my curly hair around her nimble fingers. she was currently situated on my lap, straddling me, while I sat on the small rocking chair. she slowly rocked us back and forth, moving her hips while doing so. the lump in my pants was dist...
What happens when two smol boys obtain large amounts of peanut butter? Read to find out. #sexy #boi
"i'm not 18 yet," i said, despite my hormonal urges. "it's only illegal if we get caught," matty smirked at me. i didn't realize all of the trouble i would be getting into. *lowercase intended * - ** in progress of editing and adding to it ** { age gap, mental heath, drug use, & smut. }
(Quote;) "He's more feminine than he is masculine George" "I like it, it's cute, he's cute" (Quote;) "Do you not think I don't hear what people say about me? I can't help being who I am, yes i paint my nails, yes i wear eyeshadow sometimes and yes I'd rather wear girly kind of clothes than what you all wear, trust me...
Matty doesn't know what's going on with gender, and George doesn't know anything except for how to smoke weed.
Matty Healy was a very clever lad from the moment we'd met, and though it was indecipherable to me at the time-as a five year old girl-he would prove to me that he was perfectly capable of tearing my heart into unrecognizable shreds.
"There is a hopelessly romantic notion that two people can meet and instantly fall in love"- Amber said inhaling her cigarette. Frankie rolled her eyes; that was utter bullshit, the thought of two people meeting and forming a bond so deep that no one could break was fairytale material for her but for some reason her...
both endlessly denying what's wrong to make each other right. **contains smut, some violence and swearing, drug use (lower case intended)
"You're just my tutor, we're not fucking friends." Or where Luke's parents force Luke to get a tutor and he's not so happy about it. fem!michael punk!luke warnings; smut
"Can we be alone?" He says. And, of course, that's all I want.
Like basically if Matty was in a John Hughes movie. Cliche teenage scenarios and a lot of fun. I promise.
i'm so in love w george and matty honestly there's a lot of gay in this
in which india chance attempts to pick up the pieces, only to discover they don't always fit. {lowercase intended throughout} part two of three © 1975niaz
#7 in Matty Healy and The 1975. about a cynical boy who makes inappropriate comments at the worst of times, and a girl who wishes he kept his mouth shut but doesn't mind when he wraps his arm around her shoulders each morning. © alienharrry 2016
in which india chance falls for a man who would do anything to spill her blood {lowercase intended throughout} part one of three © 1975niaz
Matty Healy is a camboy; George Daniel is a fairly well-off photographer, and an avid viewer of Matty's shows.
Their relationship had been filled with its share of flippant and careless touches from the beginning, but Matty's hand on his back in the middle of the night meant something to him. It was intentional. It always had been. A reassurance in the dark that wordlessly communicated 'I am beside you'. //// A history of Geo...
