Graham/reader • And I Love Him

could you do like a farm life with graham?! it’s kinda weird but i always imagine growing up in a cute cottage with him <3

cotttage-core graham cottage-core graham cotttage-core graham cottage-core graham cotttage-core graham cottage-core graham. i’m practically foaming at the mouth at the idea of this oh my GOD. also i went on holiday to a cottage in the middle of the countryside last year and writing this made me miss it :-(

- one thing, matching wellies! sharing bobble hats, jazzy jumpers, woolen scarves and wearing graham’s big coats to go on morning walks around your fields in the winter; graham loves seeing you wearing his clothes and regularly excessively bundles you up before you two head out, tugging his coat straight on your shoulders with a gentle pat. he keeps your hand alongside his in his pocket as you’re walking, only to keep your hands warm of course, totally not because he’s smitten or anything. 

- stargazing at night. the distinct lack of light pollution in your area ensured that the sky was always bright with little white lights. throughout your time there graham had grown pretty knowledgable about different constellations and the specific times of year that meteor showers occurred; you’d usually set up camp outside for those nights. he’d keep you tucked into his side, flask of hot tea prepared for the two of you, one arm pointing to the sky and a soft voice quietly speaking about the names of the patterns you observed. graham would carefully observe your face in the darkness when he was sure you were fully absorbed in watching the sky, he’d always feel his heart swell in his chest. in moments like these, graham wanted nothing more than for you to feel safe against him; “you’re comfy, love, aren’t you?”. if he was very honest with himself, when you’d both see that fateful shooting star and he’d watch your face light up in pure happiness, he wasn’t sure what more he could wish for and would settle for wishing his life would always always stay this sweet. 

- hot summer nights with you in some flimsy cotton sundress, barefoot, and you couldn’t help but stand up to sway to whatever music graham had picked for you to listen to whilst eating dinner on your patio. graham couldn’t really keep his hands off you, you looked so pretty with the fading sun painting your skin, a light layer of sweat making you glisten like you weren’t quite real. 

- graham painted often in your garden, using a little pochade box you’d decorated with stickers to paint little beautiful pieces of your grounds. if you were lucky, sometimes you’d even notice he was painting you.

- taking film pictures and polaroids of graham laughing, a little daisy in his hair as he lies in the grass. (im going to cry)

- your cottage being decorated in little eccentric trinkets you’d managed to procure from the sweet, small business in your area. a hand-knitted duvet with patches of all different colours, a clock in the shape of a tabby cat, healthy plants stacked on every windowsill. 

- graham being insistent on the use of candles as your light source at night, making your cozy living room smell like a mixture of whatever scent graham was particularly infatuated with at the time (he mostly liked fresh linen, though). 

- graham reading to you softly at night, curled up on the sofa together, legs tangled under a soft blanket i need to stop now im going feral 

Ed O’Brien  //  Radiohead live on 2 Meter Sessions

liam dating reader who struggles w/ an eating disorder would include

he has always loved you, and began to love you even more when you accepted your problems and began to speak out, timidly at first, but more and more confident every day

and that’s what liam loves so much about you - your courage

how confident you can be, sometimes not realising it yourself

when you look in the mirror for too long and liam notices, he always shouts

«yeah, you look amazing today, aren’t ya?»

you’re not used to speak about your pain

but it’s somehow more comfortable with liam

your relationship with food is very complicated and you and Liam have to make compromises

he sometimes gets very annoyed at some of your «things», but he just needs time

it’s always too much for him - everything happening at once, changing around him and he has no control over it

he just wants you to feel better

you are the first person that liam has been through many, many hardships with and now he just can’t see his life without you

there are days when you’re ready to give up

liam goes out on business and you just let yourself lie in bed all day and hate yourself, not eating a single thing, because it’s never makes you feel good

liam comes in the evening and sees you - the most beautiful girl in the world - in a huge t-shirt, with messy hair and circles under your eyes

so he drags you back to the bedroom

during sex, you can’t relax and think about how you look

liam takes your face in his hands and looks you straight in the eyes so that all your attention is on him and only him

and he thrust deeper in you

and you can feel him closer than ever

it feels so great… like two of you become the one

you both hated each other when you first met, but you immediately hooked him - there was a boundless mystery about you, as if you knew more than anyone else

he’s the real mom-boyfriend when it gets to doctor’s prescriptions

«how ‘re you feeling today love?»

liam’s family = your family

when you’re feeling especially miserable he sometimes don’t really know what to do, but he heard that it’s important for you to drink enough water so he proposes you to dink something literally every ten minutes

he has your picture in his wallet

and its funny because he don’t use his wallet that often

but still carries it around, just so he can see you anytime

you give him hope and you make him stronger

and so he makes you

♥︎ i tried to make it as inclusive as i could! i’m so sorry if it doesn’t suit somebody ♥︎

i can't stop thinking about this picture

okay

Little ghost, tall, tan like milk and honey

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