Guess My Weakness (IMPOSSIBLE EDITION)🫠

in a bunch of days I will be posting an original Watermour FF that I've originally written in my mother tongue, Italian, so now I'm translating it.

If you're interested let me know.🫶🏻

some Klars moments 😍❤️‍🔥

me when I realized that they actually kissed (and died inside 🫠🫠🫠🫠)

Send me an album and I'll tell you

The best song on the album

My favorite song on the album

My least favorite song on the album

The most overrated song on the album

Most underrated

The banger of all bangers

Rate from 0-10

just a random pic dump cause I know you need it 💥✨❤️

who could ever do such a thing???🫥

one day i saw a tweet where someone wished rog's dead after the wall. i cried.

Layne Staley '96 Unplugged

so...so you think you could tell...

jk...so do you remember that I was writing a Watermour FF but in Italian...well, yesterday I began to translate it in English so maybe tomorrow I'll post the first part of it...be prepared and stay tuned🫣

Young Lust | Watermour

Recordings of 1972

Album: Obscured by clouds

📍Strawberry Studios, Château d'Hérouville

It was a day of recording like any other at The Strawberry Studios, Roger and David were in the instrument room and, while they waited for the other two members of the band, they began to strum their own electric instrument.

Shortly after Roger got up from the sofa where he was sitting next to David and took some written papers from the ground, sat down crossing his legs and read one of these very carefully.

R: Hey Dave...do you think I should change the lyrics of "Wot's...Uh the Deal"? See...here...

he pointed to the paragraph with his finger. David took the sheet, read the piece and smiled at his friend

D: And why on earth would you? Rog...this is perfect...as always...

Roger smiled hearing those words as he picked the text back.

R: Well, you also contributed to its writing and as much as I hate to admit it, it's also perfect thanks to you... but like every other song we write together..

The two looked at each other following Roger's last words, only to be interrupted by Nick's usual delicacy as he entered the studio, followed by a chic Rick who, as slow as he walked, would have competed with a turtle.

R: Finally! Where the fuck have the two of you been? You got lost? Yet this house is not very big...

Roger said nervously, but it was not clear if it was actually due to the delay of the two companions or the fact that they had interrupted such a strange moment for him and David

N: Come on, Rog, don't get upset as always... you know that it's hard to wake up in the morning, especially if you're just a few steps far from the center of Paris and you want to enjoy this mini vacation

R: Too bad this isn't a vacation but we are here to work Nick...we have little time left to finish this God damn album.

N: If only a movie with our song as soundtrack doesn't come out soon, we'll have more time on our hands...

W: Guys come on...the longer we stay here arguing with each other the less time we'll have to finish the album...so Nick go and sit on the drums, Rog take your bass and David...(looking for his gaze) are you there mate?

David nodded and got up from the sofa where a few moments before he was blissfully talking to Roger.

When everyone was in their seats the various recordings began.

Among the songs to be recorded that day were precisely "Wot's ... Uh the Deal" and "Stay" which was a ballad sung entirely by Rick.

The recording session came to an end for that day, which unfortunately was also one of the last they would spend in that villa.

Nick was the first to leave the room holding a cigarette with two fingers, following him as always was Rick who went to take a nap; in all this, however, Roger didn't notice anything, he was more busy devouring David with his eyes.

David noticed, but he didn’t want to ruin that moment one more time.

Roger was hit by a sudden flow of thoughts, reflections and above all doubts about what his beliefs were...why couldn’t he not think about David? Why couldn’t he stop staring at every little gesture he made?

At one point David came out of the soundproof room pulling back the long hair that often and willingly went on his eyes; needless to say that as soon as David moved, Roger’s gaping gaze finally changed position.

D: What were you staring at?

he asked, acting like a fool as he stood next to him and began to manipulate with the various knobs of the recorder.

R: Um...no nothing...

he said, rubbing his eyes with his fingers

R: Wait...is it just you and me?

he said looking around finding no one

D: Yes...the other two left like five minutes ago

Roger nodded, he didn’t know what to say nor what to do in that moment...the only thing he did was keeping watching David who noticed soon after.

D: Rog...tell me something...do you like me that much?

asked David as he began to stare at Roger

R: What do you mean?

D: I don’t know...I mean...you’ve been staring at me all day, literally eating me with your eyes almost...

Roger got up and started walking back and forth around the room while holding his hands in the back pockets of his flared jeans.

David couldn’t help but look at him, but at one point he couldn’t anymore and he got up too.

D: Are you finished or what? You will make the furrow if you continue like this

he smiled slightly and then pointed at the sofa

D: Sit there...it’s definitely better than standing up and going back and forth don’t you think?

R: What if I don’t want to?

he said a little too close to David, who did not even notice

D: Well in this case...

He threw him on the sofa by pushing him from his shoulders and started tickling him, not realizing that he had literally sat on his lap.

Roger began to laugh like a madman as usual trying to defend himself from the guitarist’s fast fingers, but with little result.

After a while, David stopped and began to stare at him

D: Do you see what happens if you turn against me? In the end you sat down like I told you.

Roger, who, as egocentric as he was, could not accept that he had been beaten, reversed the situation: he put David’s arms around his neck and in a decisive way he stood up with David still in his arms and made him lean against the wall

R: And now? l'd say that the situation has changed, don’t you think?

He said with a smile on his lips

D: You are a crazy maniac...I always told you

David remarked as he chuckled, dangerously clinging to the body of the tallest.

R: And what are you going to do? Do you want to lock me up in an asylum? Or maybe behind a wall?

he said with an apparent tone of challenge

D: Wouldn’t it be fun anymore...it would become all monotonous...do you think I want to be alone with those two?? Forget it.

R: Admit that it's because without me you wouldn't have he same success that we are having now

D: Mr. Modesty ladies and gentlemen...

after those words of David a deafening silence fell in the room, the two did not prefer any word while one looked at the other.

David, who was still surrounding the neck of the taller with his arms, decided to slowly approach, and flaunting, his hand to Roger’s face and when he saw that he was not moving away, he began to caress him.

Roger immediately embraced that caress smiling and then slightly squinting his eyes as a sign of relaxation.

D: Wow...I can't believe my eyes...

said David with a thread of voice breaking the silence

D: Roger Waters who lets himself be caressed...it's not something you see every day...

R: Aaahh stop it you jerk... what do you mean by that? Do I really give the impression of the coldestof the group?

David tilted his head slightly and then smiled at him

D: No one ever said that you are the coldest of the group...it just seemed strange to me that a solid man like you melts for so little...

Roger at those words came closer to his face and then went to take the hand with which he was caressing him

R: If it's from you, it will never be little...trust me. Nothing from you will ever be little; your look, your smile, your advice and now your caress will never be too little...got it?

David was surprised by those strong words, he was speechless for a moment, then slowly hinted a smile, moved his hand from Roger's face to his neck and pulled him towards him...first to match the their foreheads and then to cancel the distance with a passionate kiss.

This time it was Roger who was speechless, but he returned the kiss right away, making it deeper as time went by.

David did not hold back and indeed, he indulge in the kiss. After a few seconds the two parted to catch some air, Roger then started laughing again in his own way and in the meantime he leaned his head on David's shoulder, who in turn was laughing heartily.

Luckily the whole room was quite soundproofed so no one could hear them.

Q: Rog...Rog...Rog...

David almost shouted, trying to get the attention of the taller one.

Roger turned to him while he was still giggling, it was there that David kissed him again without warning, but this time Roger was ready and reciprocated immediately, placing his hands on the hips of the shorter one.

David, feeling that contact, turned slightly red in the face, but instead of pulling back he made their bodies adhere more closely.

D: Your...lips...taste of of tobacco...and Bourbon...

he said between kisses, which made Roger smile.

R: You taste like...beer...and tobacco...

he said copying David's actions and he started laughing, while his hand continued to caress his neck.

Roger started to bite the younger man's lips, and then got to nibble him everywhere, both on the cheeks and on the neck, especially on the Adam's apple.

Soft moans escaped David's mouth; he surely wasn't expecting this, but he knew he was enjoying all that.

Roger meanwhile slipped his hands under David's cobalt blue shirt. A shiver ran through David's whole body, the goosebumps formed on his skin didn't remain a secret for Roger that when he realized it he bit David's neck even harder.

D: Rog...you're hurting me...

R: I know baby...I gave you a hickey, a really big one...

David glared at him, even if he wasn't at all surprised by what happened, but he wanted to have fun and test the bassist's empathy.

D: Roger...now you explain to me how I should hide it from Rick and Nick? How did you come up with such a thing?!

he said looking intently into his blue eyes. Roger didn't expect such a reaction, he almost felt sorry for David, who was continuing to glare at him.

R: S-Sorry...I didn't mean to...

Hearing those words, David couldn't hold back any longer and so he burst into a loud laugh that made him double over.

R: How much of an asshole can you possibly be? Other than being a big jerk?

D: I may be a jerk...but I managed to make you say sorry...HAHAHA

Roger smiled, once again he had done it under his nose, but in this regard he had to take revenge in some way, he could not let him get away with it.

R: You're a little bastard...I won't let you do it again...got it?

he said gently taking his neck, then squeezed his cheeks and kissed him firmly.

R: If you continue like this...I'll have to visit you tonight...to give you the lesson you deserve. Now it's up to you to decide...one more misstep and tomorrow morning you won't be able to walk straight...

David placed his hands on Roger's pronounced pecs, then gave a mischievous smile.

D: I don't fear you Roger...I'm ready for anything, but according to what you just said I should provoke you again right?

Roger was slightly dumbfounded by his words, and his expression was no different.

David obviously noticed it and with a simple gesture cleared Roger's mind; he tickled him until both the taller and himself fell to the ground.

A: DAVID!! HAHAH!

he screamed as they fell, until he hit his back on the ground and saw David straddle him.

A: YOU SIGNED YOUR DEATH DAVID GILMOUR! GET READY! HAHAHAH

he said between laughs as he was trying to defend himself

David didn't give up and Roger was still laughing when the door suddenly burst open...

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