Apr
16
2014

Blue/Jacket 2

“I’m Alex.” He hesitates to stretch his hand and does eventually. I shake it lightly, regretting that maybe I should’ve shown a firm hand. He also adds. “By the way.”

My ears start ringing, sometimes I get scared and I still give out my birth name, but something just manages to throw a blindfold upon me to believe that all is okay.

“‘M Miles.” I say, chewing on a gummy Hello Kitty, it’s not too bad and I decide that I should get it more often. But the fear still clings onto me like a wet shirt, which I can’t take off and seems to be friendly swimming with me, just giving me the discomfort of people thinking that I’m plainly odd (and hiding my chest). I quickly said my name before processing his. Alex. Alexander. It doesn’t ring a bell, just his appearance and jacket. I look at him, he doesn’t seem to have any paper rolls even if I feel as if he had some, but he didn’t and I imagine him holding them and painting.

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Blue/Jacket 2

“I’m Alex.” He hesitates to stretch his hand and does eventually. I shake it lightly, regretting that maybe I should’ve shown a firm hand. He also adds. “By the way.”

My ears start ringing, sometimes I get scared and I still give out my birth name, but something just manages to throw a blindfold upon me to believe that all is okay.

“‘M Miles.” I say, chewing on a gummy Hello Kitty, it’s not too bad and I decide that I should get it more often. But the fear still clings onto me like a wet shirt, which I can’t take off and seems to be friendly swimming with me, just giving me the discomfort of people thinking that I’m plainly odd (and hiding my chest). I quickly said my name before processing his. Alex. Alexander. It doesn’t ring a bell, just his appearance and jacket. I look at him, he doesn’t seem to have any paper rolls even if I feel as if he had some, but he didn’t and I imagine him holding them and painting.

READ MORE MILES KANE/ALEX TURNER TRANS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2014/04/bluejacket-2.html

Apr
16
2014

There Is Something About Jack White 4

I dream of religion too often of clouds and flying, like the time I had flown with Jack fiddling against the window, Jack falling asleep from the long annoying connections and his eyelashes opening whenever I’d stir in my thoughts opening and closing the stars and trying to find a position. We had shooed away a couple in Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts which I guess could’ve been us if we had the money to travel this far when we were young and most likely I’d buy a shirt two sizes larger and Jack would look way younger and his hair would be shorter as I stroke it briefly, I felt bad for the couple and the name Monica Santos echoing in the airport was still in my head with all the kids in hats and reminding how older I was and that now pikachu is explained as a yellow cat to younger children.

I remember leaning against Jack and seeing snow everywhere covering the streets and the roads, the sand and even the sea seemed to have unmelting snow in it and the sky itself was like a massive snow cloud and the words of my father sprouted about a church near where I was born that there was a view to it near my birth and maybe even the moment had been connected.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2014/04/there-is-something-about-jack-white-4.html

There Is Something About Jack White 4

I dream of religion too often of clouds and flying, like the time I had flown with Jack fiddling against the window, Jack falling asleep from the long annoying connections and his eyelashes opening whenever I’d stir in my thoughts opening and closing the stars and trying to find a position. We had shooed away a couple in Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts which I guess could’ve been us if we had the money to travel this far when we were young and most likely I’d buy a shirt two sizes larger and Jack would look way younger and his hair would be shorter as I stroke it briefly, I felt bad for the couple and the name Monica Santos echoing in the airport was still in my head with all the kids in hats and reminding how older I was and that now pikachu is explained as a yellow cat to younger children. I remember leaning against Jack and seeing snow everywhere covering the streets and the roads, the sand and even the sea seemed to have unmelting snow in it and the sky itself was like a massive snow cloud and the words of my father sprouted about a church near where I was born that there was a view to it near my birth and maybe even the moment had been connected. READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com.br/2014/04/there-is-something-about-jack-white-4.html

Apr
16
2014

To Miles 29

I wondered if both me and Jamie were Miles’ two-sided blade. I wondered what would cross his mind and had I been filled with disastrous false hope. 

I had woken up earlier to leave earlier and to pester Jamie so I had headed to shave and shower, just to catch Jamie also up who had been shaving, who actually had far more facial hair than I would. Used to barely touching in public, Jamie smiled and quickly washed off the soap as I approached him and kissed the back of his neck. As if still asleep we briefly kissed before I had taken his soap and started applying it to my face, as Jamie just watched me before a sailor walked in, saluting Hince and he just nodded, quickly giving me a wink and heading off. 

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JAMIE HINCE/MILES KANE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/04/to-miles-29.html

To Miles 29

I wondered if both me and Jamie were Miles’ two-sided blade. I wondered what would cross his mind and had I been filled with disastrous false hope.

I had woken up earlier to leave earlier and to pester Jamie so I had headed to shave and shower, just to catch Jamie also up who had been shaving, who actually had far more facial hair than I would. Used to barely touching in public, Jamie smiled and quickly washed off the soap as I approached him and kissed the back of his neck. As if still asleep we briefly kissed before I had taken his soap and started applying it to my face, as Jamie just watched me before a sailor walked in, saluting Hince and he just nodded, quickly giving me a wink and heading off.

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JAMIE HINCE/MILES KANE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/04/to-miles-29.html

Apr
15
2014

Settle A Quarrel 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death straight away
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,
that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left. 
I think the thing about love is that you can’t kill, passion is the poison or some fragile love which will crawl back and sting you but the thing is, it’s still dead,
it’s not the love which comes out when you see the person, it’s not the fear of seeing them which drowns you

it’s the fact that the tongue and mind will nag what the fuck is wrong with you
or
them. 

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/03/settle-quarrel-2.html

Settle A Quarrel 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death straight away
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,
that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left.
I think the thing about love is that you can’t kill, passion is the poison or some fragile love which will crawl back and sting you but the thing is, it’s still dead,
it’s not the love which comes out when you see the person, it’s not the fear of seeing them which drowns you

it’s the fact that the tongue and mind will nag what the fuck is wrong with you
or
them.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/03/settle-quarrel-2.html

Apr
13
2014

Bar Eyes 5
I end up wondering about too many things in the night, but all I do is sleep while Alex works and the day is done by us walking around the city, wandering around all the closes and we end up wandering into a second hand store with wedding dresses on the ceilings.

The owners seem to be wearing the same old Topshop clothing. I keep checking on the leather jackets as Alex looks at some cowboy boots and soon enough we leave.

I dream of that place and I see Jamie there, smoking a cigarette asking me how I am and in the end of the dream Alex keeps banging on the door and Jamie pulls me deeper into the store, begging me to remember, but I have no idea, I’ve just seen him recently.
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Bar Eyes 5

I end up wondering about too many things in the night, but all I do is sleep while Alex works and the day is done by us walking around the city, wandering around all the closes and we end up wandering into a second hand store with wedding dresses on the ceilings.


The owners seem to be wearing the same old Topshop clothing. I keep checking on the leather jackets as Alex looks at some cowboy boots and soon enough we leave.


I dream of that place and I see Jamie there, smoking a cigarette asking me how I am and in the end of the dream Alex keeps banging on the door and Jamie pulls me deeper into the store, begging me to remember, but I have no idea, I’ve just seen him recently.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
13
2014

Bar Eyes 5

I feel like I’ve gained a home. Alex forced me to try and find a job, but realized that I’m not there yet, I’m in mourning still, even if I’m home.

I try cooking and I end up burning everything, so that Alex always orders take away, he doesn’t eat, he just watches me and drinks someone’s blood by the end of the night. I think we get too many murders to be noticed, I honestly don’t know and Alex doesn’t care too much. He can move and that’s about it and his pub is pretty much… not noticed, but people still come here. I don’t know if the bodies come back alive, because they don’t look alive. 

I ask him that one day and he says he can just drink some blood and that’s about it, sometimes he kills, so there goes my theory that there are some dead people, but usually they’re so drunk that he jokes that the wives don’t want them back. I don’t know why wouldn’t you go drinking with whomever you are registered with for a while. 
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Bar Eyes 5

I feel like I’ve gained a home. Alex forced me to try and find a job, but realized that I’m not there yet, I’m in mourning still, even if I’m home.


I try cooking and I end up burning everything, so that Alex always orders take away, he doesn’t eat, he just watches me and drinks someone’s blood by the end of the night. I think we get too many murders to be noticed, I honestly don’t know and Alex doesn’t care too much. He can move and that’s about it and his pub is pretty much… not noticed, but people still come here. I don’t know if the bodies come back alive, because they don’t look alive. 


I ask him that one day and he says he can just drink some blood and that’s about it, sometimes he kills, so there goes my theory that there are some dead people, but usually they’re so drunk that he jokes that the wives don’t want them back. I don’t know why wouldn’t you go drinking with whomever you are registered with for a while. 

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
13
2014

Poison the Rose
“Lana, you remind me of the first girl I loved.A gangsta Nancy Sinatra and her pussy tasted like pepsi cola.” And sparkles on the slippers. I joke and I lick her neck, holding my hands to myself as she eats ice cream. We’ve fucked already, nearly past our first day. I had grabbed her backstage and stuck my hand in her jeans, Lana closing her eyes and I had attacked her neck just as I am now in a small place to be a diner, as if there would be a flag above us and I want to finger her again. I look around, both of our arrows smudged and her lipstick looking like a pussy, muffled by my sex and I kiss her again, my tongue sliding in and out, like fucking.
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/LANA DEL REY FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Poison the Rose

“Lana, you remind me of the first girl I loved.

A gangsta Nancy Sinatra and her pussy tasted like pepsi cola.” And sparkles on the slippers. I joke and I lick her neck, holding my hands to myself as she eats ice cream. We’ve fucked already, nearly past our first day. I had grabbed her backstage and stuck my hand in her jeans, Lana closing her eyes and I had attacked her neck just as I am now in a small place to be a diner, as if there would be a flag above us and I want to finger her again. I look around, both of our arrows smudged and her lipstick looking like a pussy, muffled by my sex and I kiss her again, my tongue sliding in and out, like fucking.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/LANA DEL REY FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
13
2014

One For The Road
I feel surrounded by a mist of confusion, where I myself don’t know why am I confused and it feels more awkward, waiting with Alex for Miles. I don’t know why I still haven’t asked myself properly why am I still here and I’m ok with him having a lover which had started a while ago. 

I really wonder why do I think that it’s ok as long as I’m the main girlfriend and we’re still nowhere close to engaged, yet he assures me that he loves me, yet he loves Miles too. Miles is nice and all and well, he knows that still officially I’m the girlfriend while he’s the lover.

But I’m still not ok.
 
READ MORE ALEXA CHUNG FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

One For The Road

I feel surrounded by a mist of confusion, where I myself don’t know why am I confused and it feels more awkward, waiting with Alex for Miles. I don’t know why I still haven’t asked myself properly why am I still here and I’m ok with him having a lover which had started a while ago. 


I really wonder why do I think that it’s ok as long as I’m the main girlfriend and we’re still nowhere close to engaged, yet he assures me that he loves me, yet he loves Miles too. Miles is nice and all and well, he knows that still officially I’m the girlfriend while he’s the lover.


But I’m still not ok.

 

READ MORE ALEXA CHUNG FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
12
2014

thunder with a heavy riff
I get bored from arriving too early, so like every human being I try not to waste my money on playing Candy Crush, coming an hour early sounds like a bad idea, when you’re waiting and there is no one to open the door.

I’ve chewed all my chewing gum already and all I’m left is trying to clear off all the jelly, before the battery dies and I’m left alone, hoping that I don’t look ridiculous without a phone in my hands, after all, I should charge my phone more often rather than recall it and see a few days later that no one reached me and that’s why people kept visiting me with boxes of beer. Maybe they had thought I was dead and that would explain things. 

And then I see a tall man exit in a blue hat with a black feather, sticking out. He seems to stretch out to check if there’s any rain and I just keep staring at him and he makes me want to check if it is raining myself. I copy his move, not knowing why and he notices me. 
 
READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JACK WHITE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

thunder with a heavy riff

I get bored from arriving too early, so like every human being I try not to waste my money on playing Candy Crush, coming an hour early sounds like a bad idea, when you’re waiting and there is no one to open the door.


I’ve chewed all my chewing gum already and all I’m left is trying to clear off all the jelly, before the battery dies and I’m left alone, hoping that I don’t look ridiculous without a phone in my hands, after all, I should charge my phone more often rather than recall it and see a few days later that no one reached me and that’s why people kept visiting me with boxes of beer. Maybe they had thought I was dead and that would explain things. 

And then I see a tall man exit in a blue hat with a black feather, sticking out. He seems to stretch out to check if there’s any rain and I just keep staring at him and he makes me want to check if it is raining myself. I copy his move, not knowing why and he notices me. 

 

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JACK WHITE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
12
2014

Disaster

I don’t know who am I and I have too many thoughts running through my head, too many things locked away in a chest and I think the only thing which calms me down is the fact that I don’t think she knows either. Looking back I wonder how long have I been hiding this from myself, not knowing who am I, all thoughts bundled up and trying different things from chugging a bottle of booze gotten at a party and sitting close pointing at all the couples and wondering what is supposed to be attractive in boys.

I think I was the one who flung faster away than she did, she still tried, yet I was the first one to dip in the pool, everyone watching that someone older than anyone they had ever held hands with was with me instead of me just doodling and laughing with Marina sitting side by side and sometimes wearing matching shirts without knowing it.
 
READ MORE LANA DEL REY/MARINA DIAMANDIS FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Disaster

I don’t know who am I and I have too many thoughts running through my head, too many things locked away in a chest and I think the only thing which calms me down is the fact that I don’t think she knows either. Looking back I wonder how long have I been hiding this from myself, not knowing who am I, all thoughts bundled up and trying different things from chugging a bottle of booze gotten at a party and sitting close pointing at all the couples and wondering what is supposed to be attractive in boys.


I think I was the one who flung faster away than she did, she still tried, yet I was the first one to dip in the pool, everyone watching that someone older than anyone they had ever held hands with was with me instead of me just doodling and laughing with Marina sitting side by side and sometimes wearing matching shirts without knowing it.

 

READ MORE LANA DEL REY/MARINA DIAMANDIS FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

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