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flowershines · 5 months

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Aching Touch

Bf Sunghoon x F. Reader (smut)

summary: character has been out doing something for a couple of months and as soon as he sees the reader again he is brought with joy and wanting more. (touch starved)

warnings: smut, touch starved (m), mention of nudes, unprotected sex, nicknames, switch Sunghoon, not proof read, Jake gets hard to reader

Going on a trip with your family was the most funnest thing you have done in a while, actually spending time with your family and not being attached ot Sunghoon’s side 24/7 was nice. Don’t get me wrong you both loved each other very much and made it known in various ways but sometimes you both need a break from each other. But this break was too long, a month.

A month without seeing you boyfriend was very hard and painful the bed always felt empty you had a hard time falling asleep as he would usually talk about his day and rub your back till you fell asleep, along with you couldn't wear any of his clothes and during the winter in New York was the coldest you think you have ever been, your family visited New York very rarely they usually always invited you but most of the time you were busy but this time you arranges everything so that way you would be able to go this year.

You always texted Sunghoon everyday along with sometimes a facetime or call, one time you were at the bar with your cousin and Sunghoon had called you as you were ordering your drink, you could barely hear a word he was saying so you stepped aside by the bathrooms, talking about each other's day moans and groans were heard from the bathrooms not even a minute later a drunken couple comes out of the bathroom all giggly and stumbling over each step they take, rolling your eyes you continued talking with him on the phone.

Damn, you missed the way he would fuck you.

Another time when you were on the phone with him he was playing a video game and complaining how Jake and Niki were teaming up on him and killing him, you could hear him whining from being killed behind the screen. He then started breathing heavily and he would gasp every so lightly into the speaker of the phone, which would proceed to him screaming on how he died, you missed the way he would sound like that while fucking you.

You were wondering if you were the only one thinking of these things about your boyfriend. You knew you were not because your boyfriend was the king of neediness, he would whine when you didn't give him attention, beg you to make him food for him, and others. He would always get treated like a princess.

Today you had facetimed him as soon as you got out of the shower your hair was still soaking wet but this would be the only time you would be able to call him as your schedule for today was packed and you were getting ready so i thought, why not call my boyfriend while i'm doing everything instead of just listening to music.

Seeing the screen say connecting you were not expecting to see him undoing his belt and to be met with his dick being very prominent through his jeans, being so taken aback you just stared at the camera not saying anything meanwhile your boyfriend was loving the reaction you were giving him. He thought if you missed him so much he had to give you a reason to make you change your mind and book a flight back to Korea to see him now.

Sunghoon’s POV:

Staring at pictures of my girlfriend isn't doing much for me, I miss her so much I kept trying to entertain myself with things around the dorm and play video games against the members even though everything I ended up losing was a good distraction to keep my mind off of Y/n.

Everytime she called or I called her it just made me miss her even more. This month has felt like hell the next time she tries to leave me for some trip for this long. I'm either going with her or she's not going because I even know that she hates this as well.

The only things i could think about was her and her body…

her lips…

her touch…

her pussy.

Laying my head on my pillow I fan my fingers through my hair as my cock twitched against my pants from anticipation of her touching me, ever since she left, I haven’t been able to cum. My hand just doesn’t compare to her touch anymore, and she knows that.

Like just last week I was at practice with the members when I got a text, hearing the personalized ringtone I knew it was Y/n. Pausing what I was doing and going to my phone, Jake wanted for me to say ‘hi’ to her as well as he came to my bag with me. Grabbing my phone saw that she sent a picture opening it from the lock screen I was looking at a video of her touching herself, Jake still looking at my shoulder pissed me off because he was looking at what was mine not to mention him clearly enjoying watching it too.

His eyes were wide turning to the side to see him he had a raging boner through his sweatpants, “I’m sorry Hoon, i didn’t know you guys were doing that and i just don’t want you to think-” he rabbled trying to explain himself I just looked that him and told him, “Jake it’s ok it wasn’t your fault i didn’t even know she was going to send me something like that.” His gaze softened as he knew he wasn’t going to be in trouble with me. I knew it was either of our faults as we had no idea that was going to meet with our gaze.

Putting my phone back in my bag I hoped that nobody would pay attention to the hard state i was in, Jake on the other hand ended up going to the bathrooms. I knew nothing would happen even if i tried so I just didn’t bother till in the middle of dancing to ‘Still Monster’ and my cock kept pulsing through my sweats, I had to excuse myself grabbing my phone and swiftly walked towards the bathrooms.

I pulled my sweatpants just low enough for my dick to shoot right up twitching from the cold air hitting it, I just looked at it wondering if I should even try to do something, till i was pulled out of my thoughts as it twitched slapping against my lower stomach. Slowly wrapping my dominant hand around it, wincing from the sudden sensation I pulled out my phone and pulled up the messages with Y/n.

Putting my phone back in my sweatpants pocket i looked at it annoyed, nothing I do is going to work. Walking out of the stall and going back into the practice room grabbing my bag telling the members that I didn’t feel well and was heading back to the dorms.

The dorms and the practice room were not that far as walking would be easier than getting a car to drive me there would be more work than needed, grabbing my sweatshirt I put it on, opening the door and heading out of hype’s building the whole walk I could keep my mind off of Y/n’s pussy and her body. She usually drives me crazy a lot but not this much being this far from her. I couldn't help it though, feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. I picked it up while looking at the lock screen.

Taking my shoes off at the door at our dorms I headed to my dorm room, walking through the empty halls the ache between my legs had gotten worse from the anticipation as I knew Y/n was not that far away. My heart started to beat faster by the minute just like how it did the first time that i had ever laid my eyes on her and just like the first time me and her ever had sex.

I lowered my pants down past my groan and started to run my finger along the tip spreading around the pre cum that was leaking from the tip.

3rd person POV:

Stepping out of the car as the driver had opened up the trunk for you to get your things he had helped you and brought them to the door, taking out your wallet you paid him then proceeded to enter your boyfriend’s dorm building. Taking off your shoes at the door and placing them next to his, the only pear of shoes there was his along with the members slippers that some of them would wear around the house.

Placing your purse on the counter you heard as agitated groan coming from down the hall to where your boyfriend’s room is, bringing your suitcase right behind you slowly opening the door just a crack you see your boyfriend with his plants just below his dick as his fingers ran across the veins. Clearing your throat a bit so that he notices that you were standing before him which made him look up with pleading eyes and stare at you as you walked over to him his arms opening up waiting for you to complete his hug.

He pulled you onto the bed with him laying on top of him as he rolled more towards the other side pulling you into his lap, you feel his hard dick rubbing up against your pussy. You couldn’t get enough of the stimulation as you continued to grind on him harder than before earning a shaky breath come from his mouth turning away from your face trying to see what you were doing.

He started to squirm underneath you but couldn’t keep his hands off of you at the same time, he wanted you so bad he couldn’t take it anymore. Leaving a train of kisses along your collarbone along with on your neck as well which resulted in him leaving a hickey just a centimeter away from you necklace that he had given you on your anniversary.

His hands made their way down to your ass as he ran his fingers along making shapes while his other hand made its way to your waistband of your skirt, he grabbed your cheeks with one hand and made you look at him in the eyes just before he placed his lips onto yours you could feel his desperation lingering on his lips. His fingers grazed along on your hair one of his fingers pushing your hair that had been covering your face to the side and putting it behind your ear proceeding to place his hand cupping your cheek.

Your hands made their way in between the two of you as you started to jerk him off and rubbing his tip along your clit, earning a moan from you both, his free hand moved from resting on you ass down to your panties sliding them over to the side and entering his middle finger into you. A moan escaped your mouth which gave him the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth as the fight for dominance was gone, he whispered sweet encouraging words into your ears the desperation and need was heard in every word he spoke.

“Please Y/n, been needing you so bad.” He mumbled as his mouth was occupied by already kissing your neck, “Do what you want to me.” you didn’t have to tell him twice his eyes widen at your choice of vulgar words. He moved your hand that was on his dick and moved it to placing it on his arm, he wrapped his hand around his cock and placed the tip directly at your entrance he looked up at you meeting your gaze. It was his way of asking for permission, you nodded your head already knowing what he was meaning but without speaking a word to one another.

Slowly entering you he huffed out slightly as his breath started to become more jagged, the lower you sank down on his cock the more impatient he became. His hips started to fuck up into you hitting all of the rights spots, his hands rested on you hips moving you up and down on him. Whines were heard which lightly fell from his lips his head was thrown back onto the pillow meanwhile his eyes were rolled back, his hands moving up to your boobs then moving back down to your waist then back then to your hips and occasionally would move down to your clit.

His hips kept shuttering while getting more sloppy and aggressive words of encouragement tickled your ears as they fell from his lips his lips trailing kisses and hickeys along your neck, “Baby i don’t know how much longer i can take, you feel so good.” He looked at you with doe eyes, “Let it out baby.” he looked displeased “But what about you?” “What about me?” he kissed your cheek and replied saying “You didn’t get to cum yet though.” you giggled “It wasn’t about me though i just wanted to make you feel good, baby.” “But what about-” you cut him off by kissing him on the lips to stop him from talking, “I’m fine Hoonie.” “Then next time it’s all about you.” you nodded speeding up your pace as his thrusts became more powerful and stronger.

“I’m gonna- gon-” his words fell from his lips as his teeth chattered from the powerful sensation. The next thing you know his load was shooting up into you as his moans sounded like music to your ears, your favorite moans he would make was when he came. “Enjoy yourself?” “With you? Always.” He kissed your temple and pushed you back into the bed by his side putting himself back into his pants and cleaning you up, as he came back from the bathroom he grabbed you a blanket as you both fell asleep in each others arms.

#smut #fluff #enhypen #enhypen smut #sunghoon smut #sunghoon #enha x reader #jungwon smut #jay smut #sunoo smut #jake smut #heeseung smut

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 10 months

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Mise en Place 1

Warnings: noncon, coercion, manipulation. Proceed with caution.

Note: thanks all for reading and I hope you’re excited for this one. All feedback is more than welcome and loved and appreciated. Reblogs are most helpful.

Part of The Club AU

You place the final sparkling glass on the cart and give a tiny smile at the accomplishment. Your work isn't particularly complicated or glamorous. As eager singles and lively coeds wait outside to invade the downtown club, you work tirelessly to ready the place; clean the dishes, sweep and mop the floors, vacuum the coatroom…

The work is draining but simple. You don't mind it so much. You mostly hide in the shadows and get it done, take your check, and retreat to your singulsr existence. Your co-workers more than make up for your invisibility.

You can hear the booming voice of the bartender as he chats with the other. His voice tends to carry over most other noises, even the music when its thrumming from the subwoofers. You always hear him coming whereas you are ever unnoticed by others.

Sonny, the cook, chops at the cutting board, the air vibrant with the the aromas of his simmering pans. The private rooms are ready for their guests, most of the plates will be sent there. Everything has its place in the club; the burly blond behind the bar, Sonny at the stove, and you wherever a mess arises.

"Glasses," the door swings inward, startling you as you carry the used utensils and bowls from Sonny's station to the sink, "ah, perfect."

Thor, the bartender, strides over, his immense size making the space feel even smaller. Yourself too.

He nears and grabs the handle on the cart. You barely have time to react as he lurches it too sharply. One of the highball glasses slides off and shatters on the floor as he stops. You barely keep several others from following suit.

"Oh, apologies," he grins guiltily at the glass shards.

"Thor, if you're not in here stealing apps, you're trashing the place," Sonny guffaws.

"I didn't mean to," the bartender says defensively, "I'll clean it–"

"I got it," you're quicker than him as you grabs the broom from where you left it, "no worries."

A hum catches in his throat as you return to the cart and slowly roll it towards him. He backs up with your careful advance. He grips the handle and slowly pulls it with him, this time making a show of doing so cautiously.

"No worries," he echoes you, "thank you."

He wheels backward through the door as you turn to sweep up the scattered glass. Sonny grunts as a pan hisses. He tuts as he sprinkles spice into one.

"Bozo, that one is," he chuckles, "makes a mean cocktail despite having the grace of a newborn elephant."

You nod and say nothing. You don't know Thor well, you see him around, like most of the other employees. Bottle girls, servers, bouncers. You only ever see Sonny or the other chef, Enid, often. Neither really seems to mind you and talk more to fill the dearth than make friends.

"Lucky his brother runs the place or he'd be paying for all the nachos. Never knew a man who could eat so much. Good guy but… insatiable."

You listen without response. The crotchety chef is used to that. You almost think he prefers it. He doesn't argue with you like he does the bottle girls or posture as he does around the bouncers. Especially the big one, August.

You scoop up the glass in the dustpan and dumb it in a box formerly used for the ready to serve cans. You set it with the recycle and go back to the task of scouring the dishes. Sonny whistles along to the softly buzzing radio, soon to be replaced with the coursing of modern pop music.

Employees drift in and out; servers bitching, bottle girls grabbing tall bottles, and a shuffle you can't keep order of.

The DJ puts on the first track and signals opening. You put your ear plugs in then, it's a bit too loud for your brain to focus. You linger in the kitchen, you'll sneak out to collect empty glasses once the place is a bit fuller.

Sonny sends his first apps and slips the pack of smokes from his front pocket. He signals that's he's going for his usual break and you nod as you go to peek through the window. Servers take the trays and crumple tickets as you look past them.

The flashing of colored lights reflect off sparkling outfits and add definition to attractive faces. You were never the club type. Never had much of a chance. No school, no parties, just work.

"Goddamn," Thor blusters in, the door bouncing off the metsl corner of the counter, "Loki… always…"

He stops his grumbling as the door shuts and reveals you just on the other side. He gives a sheepish grin and you stand dumbly watching him. You probably should try to look busy.

"Tequila," he declares, "I missed it in inventory."

You quick push away from the counter and beat him to the storage room. You're not sure what kind he needs but you recall an empty one with the gold cap. You grab that and come back to the doorway as he nears. He almost jumps back, as if he didn't expect you.

"Oh, fawn, you scared me," he smiles, his blue eyes gleaming, "ah, you are exactly what I need."

He takes the tequila from you and raises it to read the label.

"Clever," he muses, "perhaps you might do me another favour."

You stare at him. Well, you won't have much to do for a while. You nod.

"It'll only be me tonight," he declares, "so, I need some help. You would only need to be my assistant. Hand me bottles and glasses…"

"Oh, I don't… know if I–"

"You will not get any trouble for it, hm? I will speak to my brother should he try to give any. Besides, I am rather desperate."

He sticks his lip out, just a little, just enough to tweak your heart. It might not be wise to say no to the brother of the owner.

"Just for a little," you permit, "okay?"

#dark thor #thor #dark!thor #thor x reader #drabble #au #series #mise en place #mcu #marvel #avengers

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ofstarsandvibranium · 10 months

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To Have & To Hold: Part 5

Fandom: Marvel - Moon Knight (Mafia AU)

Pairing: Marc Spector x F!Reader, Steven Grant x F!Reader, Jake Lockley x F!Reader

Summary: To ensure you’re always safe even after his passing, your father, a mob boss, makes you marry his right hand, Marc Spector. You don’t necessarily hate Marc, but you don’t get along either. Therefore, this marriage of convenience may be a bit difficult for you.

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It's been a few days since you've seen Marc. You imagine that since he's taking over your father's business once you two are married, he's making sure Marc knows all the ins and outs of the L/N Family organization.

You had to admit that you miss Marc's company. You didn't have many friends, you refused to let anyone get too close because you didn't know if they wanted to get to your dad or someone from your dad's past would use them against you. With Marc, it was different. He was already in the business, you didn't have to hide part of that life from him and you already knew he could take care of himself. It was nice to be around someone that you could be yourself with.

Your mind starts to wander. Do you see yourself falling in love with Marc? Sure, he can be a little emotionally constipated, but he listens. He understands you. He makes you laugh every once in a while. He makes you comfortable.

You groan, rolling over and smashing your face into your pillow. You groan and flail your arms and legs around. You proceed to yell into your pillow, "Fucking shit! Fuck me! Fucking fuck face! Ugh!"

Your phone then starts to ring and you see that it's your friend Yelena. You immediately answer the call, "Please tell me you're asking if I want to grab dinner or drinks because the answer is yes."

She chuckles, "Shall I pick you up then?"

"I'll get ready right now!" you hop out of bed, immediately rushing to your closet.

"I'll see you soon then."

"Bye!" you end the call and you toss your phone ono your bed.

Twenty minutes later, she rolls up to your place and you're rushing into her car.

Yelena was the daughter of Alexei, one of the Russian mob bosses as well as one of your father's oldest friends. You grew up with Yelena and her older sister, Nat. Alexei raised his daughters to be very strong willed and capable. That being said, they knew combat very well and, as a result, they taught you a few things as well. You're not as skilled as them in no way, but you know a little something.

"Haven't seen you in a while."

"I'm sure you know why," you give her a knowing look. With Marc being your dad's successor, your dad probably introduced him to a lot of his associates and explained the deal.

"I do, but let me hear it from you," she gives you a nod.

You sigh and then go into it all. The bomb drop from your dad, spending time with Marc, and...the potential feelings that are starting to form.

"Oh no, you're falling for your fiance. What a terrible thing to happen," Yelena responds sarcastically, her Russian accent adding a bit more sass to it.

You roll your eyes at her, "I didn't want it to happen this way though."

"We get the cards we're dealt with. Unfortunately, we don't have a normal family or life. But we make the most of it. Sure, you're forced to marry Marc, but, from what it sounds like, he's a decent guy. You said it yourself you see yourself falling for him. This is a good thing, Y/N."

You shrug, "I suppose."

Yelena pulls up to one of her father's clubs. Knowing both you and her, the bouncer lets you both in. Due to it being a weekday, the club isn't as busy. But there is still music playing, some people on the dancefloor, and drinks being poured.

An arm wraps around your waist and you're pulled into someone's side, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming, my little sunshine!" A deep hefty laugh is heard and you look to see Alexei.

You kiss him on both cheeks, "I didn't know you'd be here," you look to Yelena and she responds, "Neither of us did. What are you doing here?" she asks her father curiously.

"A meeting," he gestures to the VIP section where you see a small group of men and a familiar red head, Nat. She gives you a nod and you give her a wave.

"We'll let you go back to your meeting," you tell your father's friend.

"Da, don't leave without seeing me first okay? I don't see you as much anymore," he kisses your head and goes back to his meeting.

You follow Yelena to the bar area where she immediately hops over the counter and begins to pour shots of vodka.

You cheers and down the clear liquid. You wince and she laughs, "After all these years, you still don't like it?"

"I can't help it! It's-It's just too much." you shake out your arms a bit to loosen up, "Can you put in an order of fries for me?"

Yelena nods and gives a thumbs up. She heads over to the iPad to put down the order. The bartender that occupied the space was on the other side giving you two space and privacy. Yelena knew her way around the bar, you didn't need them.

Your phone buzzes and you look down to see that you received a text from Marc.

Marc Spector: Why are you at Alexei's?

You: having drinks with Yelena

Marc Spector: can I join you?

A part of you wants to say no. You kind of want to enjoy the time with Yelena. However, another part of you, the part of you that's sorta kinda missing him wants to say yes. You're not sure what to say.

"Do you have a coin?" you ask Yelena. She opens the cash register and grabs a penny. She tosses it to you and you catch it. Heads means yes. Tails means no. You toss and catch it. When you look at the result, you immediately text your reply to Marc.

Yelena, approaching you again with your usual, asks, "What just happened?"

You pocket your phone and reply, "Marc's joining us."

"Aaahh the husband to be. Exciting," she wiggles her brows at you and you roll your eyes.

"It's just drinks," you give her a shrug, trying to act as nonchalant as possible.

She gives you a knowing look and proceeds to take a swig from her beer bottle.

You give her another shrug, "I mean, ya know, gotta get used to being around each other all the time now."

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When Marc arrives, you and Yelena are on the dance floor dancing and singing to Whitney Houston. There aren't a lot of people in the club, but still a good amount to fill a fourth of the dance floor.

Marc strolls up to you, tapping you on the shoulder, "Hey."

You yelp and twirl around, a little embarrassed that he saw you being a little goofy, "Oh hey." You glance at Yelena over your shoulder, "Um, you know Yelena?"

"We've seen each other around," Marc gives her a nod. Yelena lifts her bottle and gives him a nod. She doesn't say anything, simply observes.

"Everything okay?" you ask with slight concern.

"Yeah, yeah. Just a lot today. A little overwhelming," he sighs, running his hand through his hair. You kind of hated how attractive it is when he does that.

You snort, "Better you than me," you take a sip of your drink.

Marc hums and looks at you up and down, clearly checking you out, "I like this color on you."

Yelena makes a noise beside you and shoot her a look before responding, "Thanks, um, I don't really wear this color often."

"You should wear it more," he simply states and then clears his throat, "I'll let you two hang out. I'll be at the bar if you need anything."

"Uh huh," you nod and watch him walk towards the bar.

Yelena slaps your arm, "He wants you!"

"Stop it!"

"Y/N he was clearly checking you out!"

"I don't-he-I mean not really," you're trying not to think too much of it. But then you glance at Marc's direction, he's sipping a beer but his eyes are on you. His eyes glance up and down your body again and you suddenly feel really warm.

You turn away and Yelena is cackling. She's way too amused by all of this. You slap her arm this time, "Shut up! What do I do?"

She shrugs, "Fuck him? I don't know. You guys are getting married, it's okay to be attracted to each other."

You groan and down the rest of your drink. You sigh, "I think it's time for more shots."

Yelena grins at you and says, "Say less," as she grabs your hand and pulls you back to the bar.

#marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #marvel #au #marvel au #mob boss au #mob au #mafia au

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gabessquishytum · 7 months

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pervy pantysniffer hob is an absolute favorite but i also looooove the idea of dream and hob being next door neighbors with convenient views into each others windows. hob realizes when he’s working in his office and he looks out the window and sees his new neighbor bringing boxes up into his own office—except it isn’t an office for him, he chose that room to be his bedroom, instead. hob tries to introduce himself to the guy, since he’s a civil neighbor and all, but he isn’t sure if hes more shocked by the fact that dream is stunningly beautiful or the fact that he’s a total stuck up bitch who essentially met hob for the first time and told him right where he could stick it. it makes it hard for hob to hit on dream that way, since he’s so anti social and moody, but it certainly helps that he’s getting his own private strip tease every night as dream gets ready for bed. hob inevitably fucks up and let’s his secret loose when he mentions dreams scars in casual conversation and dream realizes there’s no other way for hob to know about them hnless he’s seen him naked …..

Omg I do love it when Hob is a nasty pervy little man. As a treat <3

And surely if Dream wanted privacy, he'd at least pull his curtains together when he gets changed! But apparently he seems to think that he lives in his own private little world. He often gets naked as soon as he comes in from work, or else he puts on a dark, silky robe which hardly even covers up his arse. Dream doesn't really go out much, preferring to spend his time writing or listening to music, or painting - he always gets naked when he paints, presumably to avoid staining his clothes. Hob gets a premium view as Dream stands in front of the easel, one hand propped on his hip with the paintbrush in his mouth. It's unbearably erotic to witness.

Of course he fucks it all up by politely enquiring in the elevator one day if the scars on Dream’s legs bother him much during the heat (Hob has scars of his own, and he hates the way they start to itch when the weather is humid and sticky). Dream glares at him even more ferociously than usual, accuses him of being a peeping tom, and proceeds to list all the things that he's seen Hob doing in the few months that they've been neighbours. Turns out, Hob wasn't the only one looking.

Dream tells him all about the things he's seen through Hob’s bathroom window (which doesn't have frosted glass, neither does Dream’s but he's got a shade over it). How he knows that Hob has a dildo suctioned onto the wall of his shower, and that he's seen him use it. How he knows that Hob doesn't shave down there. How he could pin-point the scar on Hob’s belly right now, even with his shirt in the way.

He gets to the end of his rant, panting a little, and Hob just smirks at him. He's so flattered that Dream has been watching him too! What an unexpected delight. Hob enjoys being watch, especially by someone as beautiful as Dream.

And Dream doesn't know whether to kiss him or slap him. So he settles on doing both. The fact that Hob moans when he's slapped kind of seals the deal. Dream was trying to stay out of trouble by moving to a new place and staying away from his neighbours... but it's too late now. He's got to make sure that Hob regrets his bad behaviour!

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft

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btr-rewatch · 3 months

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Big Time Rush Season 1, Episode 10: “Big Time Party”

Highlights: An epic Palm Woods party thrown by the Hollywood Super Party Kings of Hollywood! Also, a single five-second scene proves enough to nearly break me.

As the guys enter Rocque Records, their party-detecting senses start tingling. They find out that there's going to be a big party to celebrate their first album! Except they're not invited!

Booooo! 👎👎👎👎

Gustavo doesn't want the dogs messing up his fancy shindig, but Kendall declares that they are STAYING. Gustavo, however, has cleverly planned for this exact scenario. He tells them they can stay, but they can't go into his Super Party Fun Box.

The boys immediately enter the Fun Box.

Cannot contain my amusement at this whole scenario. The fact that Gustavo had this at the ready. The muffled music playing from the inside of the box. The fact that the group's singular shared brain cell evidently did not go to any of them that morning.

Brilliant show, I tell you. I think it may even be funnier now than it was when I was younger.

Later on, Mrs. Knight tells the boys that she and Katie are taking a day trip to San Diego. Kendall thinks it's the perfect opportunity for them to throw a party and, being the responsible young man that he is, goes to ask his mother if it's okay. Mrs. Knight reminds them that it's against Palm Woods rules to throw parties, and they're one strike away from being kicked out.

As soon as Mama Knight and Katie walk out the door, the guys immediately commence scheming to throw a "social gathering." They agree to keep it small (three people each), and Kendall doles out the responsibilities to his buds. This scene then happens, and listen. LISTEN. I totally forgot about it, but as soon as Kendall started delivering the line, it all came back to me. This was by far one of my favorite lines of the entire show, and I cannot properly convey how much it made me laugh when I used to catch the episode on TV. It is hysterical. The absurd humor in this show is top of the line.

No, you don't understand. This is like. The funniest gag on the planet to me. Kendall has an actual (unidentifiable) thing that he gives to Jo. She's so polite and appreciative about it even though she clearly has NO CLUE what it is. It's just—it's just a thing. He just gives it to her and does that goofy smile and point thing and moves onto chit-chat about the party. No additional context.

WHY did he give that to her?? What is the wacky in-universe explanation? He's so pleased with himself! Jo doesn't know what it is!!! I've spent the last ten minutes laughing over this scene. If anyone ever wants to know what my sense of humor consists of, I'll show them this one specific exchange.

Okay, I must summon my strength to pull myself together.

Kendall invites Jo to the not-party and asks if she'd like to be his "guest, friend, person thing." He is so normal.

Meanwhile, James and Carlos are also being normal about their party-planning responsibilities.

As the party gets into full swing, Camille wastes no time in coming on very strong to Logan, who is so overwhelmed by the attention that he literally crawls away from her and goes running to Kendall for help.

Kendall suggests that Logan simply be truthful and tell Camille he's not interested. Jo suggests Logan relax a bit and give things a chance with Camille. In a bizarre shift from the norm, Logan takes Jo's advice and tells Kendall he's wrong. *gasp*

We briefly go to Rocque Records then, where Gustavo is busy throwing the lamest party of the century. He tells Kelly they've got to liven it up.

Back in 2J, Kendall casually asks Jo if she likes hockey. She replies that she hates it, and Kendall proceeds to choke on his drink and go into a violent coughing fit. Jo doesn't like hockey?? Earth-shattering news.

Meanwhile, Logan is dealing with his own crisis when Mercedes Griffin suddenly walks in. As you may remember from the previous episode, she wanted Logan as her new boyfriend but never got the chance to date him because Kendall gave her a real stern talking to. Well, she wants to now pick up where they left off. And just like that, Logan is thrown into the classic sitcom "I've got two dates for the party!" plotline.

Moments later, the apartment is overrun by a huge crowd of people on account of Carlos is a bonehead who misread "all contacts" as a name.

Yes, it is, boys. Yes, it is. Also, I have to wonder how this even managed to happen in the first place. Aside from the fact that I don't even think it's possible to send a message to every contact at once (I looked it up, and it said you'd have to use third-party apps, and like. This is 2010, and Carlos has a flip phone.) But even if he managed to do it, I'm sure he's got family in his contacts! His parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, siblings?? They would have gotten messages inviting them to this. Did none of them try to reach him and ask why he sent a mysterious party social-gathering invitation to them?

Listen, I realize I'm thinking too much into this, but still. A lot of things would have had to have lined up and gone wrong in order for this to happen.

Good job, Carlos.

Knowing Bitters will be on the hunt for their party, Kendall recruits Jo to help intercept him while James and Carlos shut the party down. The Hollywood Super Party Kings of Hollywood decide that moving the party down to the pool area is good enough.

Seeing that his friends are going to be of no help whatsoever, Kendall decides that if Bitters wants to bust a party, they're going to give him a party to bust. After running around the building with a boombox, they manage to lure Bitters into the Super Party Fun Box. Wooo! The threat has been eliminated! Kendall and Jo celebrate with a high-five.

They are so cute.

We go back to the pool then to tie up some remaining loose ends. Camille (who is angry after discovering Logan's double-date situation) says she won't talk to him for a week, but she will dance with him. Mercedes quickly moves on and picks Guitar Dude as her new boyfriend. Gustavo and Kelly have managed to save their boring party by bringing everyone over to the Palm Woods, and Carlos and James sit on their thrones and look upon their party kingdom with satisfaction.

Happy ending for all (except for Bitters, who was likely stuck in that box for the remainder of the night)

Good episode. Love seeing those guys get put into situations and then spend the next 20 minutes desperately trying to scramble their way out. I'm still thinking of the "I kinda got a thing for her" scene, btw. Living rent free in my head.

#big time rush #btr #kendall knight #carlos garcia #james diamond #logan mitchell #btr rewatch #btr season 1

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nicoline1998enilocin · 10 months

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My Girl

PAIRING | Sebastian Stan x Best friend!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 2.4K

SUMMARY | Sebastian is invited to a barbecue with friends, and he's taking you with him. You've never met them, so you're really nervous. When Sebastian accidentally introduces you as ''his girl'', he is extremely embarrassed, but when you tell him you don't mind he can't stop smiling about it.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Implied female masturbation, drunk Sebastian & friends.

Likes and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

You just got into the shower, when your phone starts ringing and you see you're receiving a FaceTime call from your best friend. For now, you press decline since you weren't exactly in the mood to talk to him when you were just getting ready to get in the shower, you've been looking forward to it all day after the shitty day you had. Right now, all you need is a steaming hot shower and an orgasm if you're lucky, but it appears that is not in the cards since you're getting the same call right before you reach your peak, and you're done. With the shower, with your best friend, with everything. Right now you just want to melt into a puddle and never get back up, so you don't have to deal with anything anymore. Since that's not an option, you turn off the shower and dry yourself off.

When you've dried yourself off and done your entire skincare routine, you grab leggings and an oversized sweater before making yourself a steaming cup of tea and grabbing your book so you can enjoy the rest of your evening buried deep within it, hoping it would make you feel better. You sit on your balcony and put in your AirPods so you can listen to some music while reading, and you've barely read 5 sentences before you get called again, this time giving in and finally picking up. ''What do you want, Seb? I'm not in the mood to talk,'' you snarl at him and he looks offended at you. ''Wow, well sorry for my existence. I was gonna ask if you wanted to come to a barbecue with me this Sunday but if you're acting like this, I'll find someone else,'' he said faux-offended, you know he doesn't mean it.

''I'm sorry, I had the absolute shittiest day, and I'm just gonna say it, you made it even worse earlier since you robbed me of my orgasm,'' you say, not caring anymore. All you needed was a little relief and since he robbed you of that, he would get an earful about it. As soon as you say that you hear laughter in the background and you realize he's not alone, but he doesn't care. ''Since I robbed you of that one, I can make it up to you by giving you a proper one?'' he offered with a wink, it's not like you never thought about it, but you didn't want to ruin the friendship you both share. ''Thanks for the offer, but I'll be fine. But coming back to your offer, what kind of barbecue is it?'' you ask and he tells you all about it.

''My friend Don invited me over for a barbecue at his place, most of my friends will be there, and I was hoping you would come too - no pun intended of course,'' he said with a smile. You honestly wanted to throw your phone against the wall when he said that, but decided against it and just left it for now. ''I'll be there, Seb. Do I need to bring anything special?'' ''Yourself is already the most special thing you can bring,'' he says with a smirk and a wink, and all you do is roll your eyes and hang up after saying 'Bye Sebastian'. You weren't in the mood for his flirting right now, he was just an orgasm robber and you were still mad at him for it.

~ The Sunday of the barbecue ~

You were grabbing a drink from your fridge when you heard your doorbell ring, so you went to open it, finding Sebastian standing on the other side. ''Hi Seb,'' you say with a smile as you give him a big hug, his arms snaking strongly around your waist as he pulls you closer. When he let go he put a kiss on your cheek and his lips lingered a little longer than they maybe should have, but you didn't give it much thought. ''Hey gorgeous,'' he says as he takes in your outfit. ''Isn't it way too hot to wear jeans?'' he asks, quirking an eyebrow. ''It isn't when I'm going there on my bike, I'd rather not end up with road rash if I happen to crash it,'' you tell him. ''I thought we were taking my car?'' he asked, but it's such a gorgeous day you planned on taking your bike. ''You can go in your car, I don't mind, but I'd rather have you with me on my bike,'' you say with a wink this time.

You grabbed the bottle of vodka you were bringing along with some snacks for the barbecue and your swimsuit with a blue floral dress to change into when you arrived. You've put everything in your backpack and grabbed your keys, the helmets were always hanging off the handles on your bike in the garage, so it was easy to grab those. ''Ready for the ride of your life?'' you teased Sebastian, ''With you? Always!'' he said as he followed you to the garage, where he took the backpack from you and put it on his own back. You give him a helmet and swing your leg over your bike until you're seated, waiting for Sebastian to sit down too. Your phone is in its holder so you can navigate and when Sebastian is sitting, you take your bike off its standard before turning the keys in the ignition.

''Hold on tight, darling,'' you tell Sebastian with a chuckle and he gladly does, his arms feeling strong and welcoming around your waist as you start your bike and drive off. With his car, it would have taken both of you around 1,5 hours to get to his friend's house, but with your bike, it only took an hour since you can easily maneuver in between cars and stuff like that. Don heard your bike and already came to the front door to greet both of you, he already knew Sebastian was taking you to this barbecue so it wasn't a surprise that he wasn't alone, it was a surprise that you showed up on your bike though. ''If I knew you'd be arriving on your bike I would have invited you over sooner!'' he said as he walked towards you.

''Hi, I'm Don!'' he says with an outstretched hand towards you, looking at your bike from the corner of his eye. ''Hey, I'm Y/N, it's nice to finally meet you!'' you say after you've taken off your helmet and shook your head so you wouldn't get helmet hair. ''Your bike looks gorgeous, almost as gorgeous as the woman riding it,'' he said in a flirty voice, immediately getting a punch in his side from Sebastian. ''Well, thanks, you're not looking bad yourself, either,'' you say with a blush on your face. You weren't a stranger to getting compliments, Sebastian gave them a lot after all, but it was still nice to hear. ''Is there somewhere I can change? As much as I'd enjoy standing around and talking about her, I'd rather change into something more comfortable,'' you ask Don and he directs you towards the bathroom.

You took your backpack from Sebastian and walked into the house and the bathroom after a quick thank you. ''Jesus Seb, I can't believe you haven't locked her down yet, she's the perfect woman!'' Don said and Sebastian's cheeks turned a deep crimson color at his remark. ''We're just friends is all,'' he said before turning around and walking into the yard to greet the rest of his friends. ''Hey guys!'' he says to everyone and he greets them one by one. ''I thought you brought someone?'' they ask. ''Oh yeah, she's in the bathroom to change, we came here on her bike,'' he said and there was some loud whoo-ing going on, all of them impressed without even knowing you. ''She sounds like a keeper,'' Don said when he walked in and Sebastian couldn't help but smile at that. Just when he wanted to say something you walked into the yard, looking completely different now that you're not wearing jeans and a leather jacket anymore.

''Hi everyone,'' you say, clearly nervous now that you see all of Sebastian's friends in one place, you weren't made to do this as you'd rather sit at home buried in your book again. ''Looking good girl!'' one of them said and you turned deep red, but Sebastian was just completely in awe at your outfit, he'd never seen you like this and it did something with his brain. ''Everyone, I'd like you to meet my girl-'' he said and you looked at Sebastian when he said that, he turned bright red and honestly wish the ground would swallow him whole when he said that. ''Oh fuck eh, I'm sorry. I meant to say I'd like you to meet my friend, Y/N,'' he said, looking at the grass. ''Hi, it's nice to meet you all!'' you said a little shy, your cheeks also turning quite pink at this comment.

''I, uh, I brought some vodka and snacks, in case anyone's interested,'' you quickly say trying to get the conversation going in a different direction and it works because before you know it, the bottle is opened and situated with the rest of the bottles in the yard. ''I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that...'' Sebastian said when he took you to the side for a minute. ''Seb, it's okay. I honestly don't mind, I kind of like the sound of it, being your girl,'' you admit to him as you place a soft, small kiss on his cheek. You go to the drinks table and pour yourself something and when you put the bottle down, you feel 2 strong arms around your waist and Sebastian whispers in your ear, ''If you want, I can call you my good girl,'' and his hot breath against your ear gives you goosebumps. ''Seb, we're with your friends, let's talk about this later,'' you say as you worm yourself free.

The longer the afternoon progresses, the more comfortable you get and it is visible, you're usually sitting close to Sebastian but talking to everyone about anything. At one point, Sebastian grabs you from behind and lifts you before running towards the pool and jumping in with you in his arms, despite your many protests. ''Seb, what are you-'' is all you say before you hit the water with him. When you emerge you feel his lips giving small kisses on your neck as an apology. ''Sorry doll, couldn't help myself. I got hot and needed to calm down,'' he said before letting you go. ''Well, next time at least let me take off my dress, now it's soaked,'' you laugh before getting out of the water and taking it off. It's a good thing you brought your bathing suit with you, it isn't too weird when you take it off.

Some of the guys are making some noises that are supposed to resemble a ''whoo'', but they're pretty drunk so it doesn't even come close anymore before you grab a chair and sit down in the sun, letting your dress dry in the sun too. Sebastian comes up to you and he leans down to whisper something in your ear, ''You look fucking delicious right now, I could just eat you out,'' he said with a not-so-innocent look on his face, making you blush to your core. ''Seb, behave!'' you say and suddenly everyone looks at the two of you. ''Nothing's going on here, go back to what you were doing!'' Sebastian said before kissing you on your cheek and grabbing a drink. ''Can I make my girl happy with a non-alcoholic drink?'' he asks like a gentleman and you agree, ''I'd like some Coca Cola please,'' you answer and when he comes back, you get another kiss on your cheek.

The rest of the day flies by incredibly quickly and before you know it, you have to head home again. You go inside to change again and when you come out in the same outfit you arrived in, the guys are once again staring at you, and Sebastian has a huge grin plastered on his face that hasn't left for the past few hours. ''Well, it was an honor to meet you all, and Don, thanks for the invite,'' you say before retrieving Sebastian. ''Stan, you're coming with me now, otherwise, I'll just leave you here!'' you say playfully and immediately he stumbles over to you. ''I'd rather ride home with my girl,'' he tells you before saying his goodbyes and walking through the house back to your bike.

When the two of you are alone in front of the house, you grab Sebastian's face softly in your hands, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs and looking into his eyes. ''Thank you for today, it was the most fun I've had in a long time,'' you say before leaning in and kissing him on his soft, red lips. He wastes no time before deepening it, tilting his head slightly and pulling you closer by your waist. You stand there for a good few minutes having a little make-out session before some of Sebastian's friends walk out the front door. ''Damn, I didn't know you two were so much into PDA!'' one of them said and the two of you break your kiss with a laugh. First, you help Sebastian put on his helmet and then you put on your own, mounting your bike and waiting for Sebastian.

''Ready?'' you ask and he squeezes your waist a little to let you know he's ready to go. ''Bye, guys!'' you wave at them before turning on your bike and driving home once again. The drive home was also about an hour and you decided to drop him off at his home directly, his car would be taken care of later. When you take off both your helmets, Sebastian can't wait any longer and his lips are on yours in an instant, now that he's had a hit of what you taste like, he never wanted to taste anything else ever again. ''I have to go, Seb, I have to be at work early in the morning,'' you say before letting go of him and putting your helmet on. ''Thank you, for everything today,'' you say before getting back on and driving away, Sebastian stood there with a lovestruck grin on his face until he couldn't see you anymore. Today went perfect in his mind.

#sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan fanfic #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan x reader #seb stan #sebastian stan

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hollowbeanz235 · 5 months

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Hey yall, this is my book the park. It was made on wattpad and this is the first chapter, sorry if it's cringy I've gotten better as I went. Enjoy!

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Inks pov

I've been sitting here for a while looking at my reflection in the water, usually there's music and sound in undertone. Such joy and happiness, apparently not today. This is odd, today is odd.

I don't know why I had the impulse to come here, I don't even remember when I came here. God's I'm all over the place.

...

Why do I exist? That's a serious question...I don't remember starting at all, I just remember being. Man my memorie really is gone at this point isn't it, apparently in my lost thought I didn't realize how much time had actually passed.

No one's pov

Ink stood up, grabbing Broomie in the proces then suddenly.

BOOM

the skeleton jerked at the loud noise, swinging his head to the direction from which it came from, listening with his ears(how?!?!?) Trying to hear more....nothing no noise no birds nothing. " wonder what that was" He said turning back around exploring and or leaving.

But soon in the treeline a saw a very familiar outline " error! Hey hey error!" Ink waved at the other skeleton running towards him and sitting down.

"HI Ink, you seem...like usual." Error seemed nervous, not expecting the smaller one to sit right next to him. " yeah I was just over by the lake, what are you doing here?"

Inks eyes changed whith his emotions, making error blush a ever so slightly a hint of yellow sitting just bellow his eyes."I just found it was quiet in this au today, I just needed to be out of the void I guess." Error looked into the aray of flowers, they were all so beautiful."What on earth are you doing here ink?" Error looked back down at him.

Scilence, only scilence." I-i don't really know, guess I just needed a break." He looked down at his brush, going with the grain.

"That's alright I guess, life hurts sometimes." Ink put his head on errors arm (he's to short to reach his shoulder) and closed his eyes. Error flinched slightly at the contact, he had never been the greatest with it. And sometimes it hurts. Ink slowly started to fall asleep, enjoying the scielence and warmth of his surroundings.

Time skip, because I said so.

BANG

as the loud noise happend again Ink woke with a flinch, looking around frantically."Ink hey calm." Error brought him back to reality, snapping at him.

"What was that?!?!" Ink said, he was concerned. "I don't know I herd the noise earlier, but I didn't think about it." As they both stood up and started walking towards the noise, they geared up, ink holding his brush and error taking out his strings. With anticipation they slowly made their way around the thick trees and saw it.

"OH MY GOD, LOOK AT THE LITTLE BUNNY." Ink started running towards the bunny, error trying to stop him. "INK WIAT NO, THAT LITTLE THING CANT MAKE THAT MUCH NOISE" error tried grabbing for him but wasn't quick enough.

Slowly, a shadowy figure appeared from the trees. Appearing behind the cute bunny and ink, staring them down with a hungry look on its face.

"Ink, PLEASE just put the rabbit down, and walk back to me slowly." Ink looked at him in concern, but obeyed. Put the rabbit down and walked towards him.*wispering*" why are you so freaked out?" Ink turned around to look at the horror known as the thing.

"That's why" it had multiple legs an odd amount literally there was 9 of them if not more, many eyes and claws. And yet it slightly resembled a dear or a moose, haha yeah maybe if moose or dear was a mix between oh god help me and radiation.

Ink and error stood behind it, weapons at ready. "Ready ink?"

Ink only stared at him " as ready as I can be."

To be continued

So what do you think? Should I keep on writing this rewrite?

#errink #errorink #error sans #stories #wattpad #ink sans #undertale au #undertale

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cosmicblogs · 7 months

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College au

It was a cool summer night Steven sat on his bed readingCharles Baudelaire watching the words of the poet a

picture his thoughts were later interpreted by a buzz on his phone

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Y/N: Hey, Steven, can you help me with this math problem? I'm struggling.

Steven: Of course, Y/N! What's the problem?

Y/N: Well, I don't really get how to solve for x in this equation. It's kind of confusing.

Steven: No problem at all. Let's break it down step by step. Have you tried rearranging the terms?

Y/N: Um... I'm not sure what you mean by "rearranging."

Steven: Alright, let's start from the beginning. We'll take it one step at a time.

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He smiled at the messages

Y/N: Thanks, Steven. I appreciate your patience. I just feel lost in all these numbers.

Steven: It's completely okay, Y/N. Math can be tricky, but we'll figure it out together. Let's start by identifying the terms in the equation.

Y/N: Terms... like the numbers and letters?

Steven: Exactly! Terms are the parts of the expression. Numbers by themselves and any combination of numbers and letters together. Now, can you point out the terms in this equation?

Y/N: Um... okay, so the 3 and the 2x are terms?

Steven: That's right! Great job. Now, let's work on isolating x. We'll move the constant terms to one side and the term with x to the other side.

Y/N: So, like move the 3 to the other side?

Steven: Exactly! You're catching on. Let's proceed step by step. We'll get this solved!

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They message for a while doing college work

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Y/N: Phew, math can be exhausting. How about a short study break, Steven?

Steven: Absolutely, a break sounds great. What do you like to do to unwind?

Y/N: Usually, I enjoy listening to music. It helps me relax and clear my mind. How about you?

Steven: I like going for a quick walk outside. It refreshes me and gets me ready to dive back into studying.

Y/N: I can show you songs I like? :)

Steven: please do :)

Y/N: come home soon by the intruders is so good :3

Steven: i didn't think youd like music like this u usually listen to 2000’s stuff

Y/N: I do like those but this song reminds me of you.

Steven: yeah?

Y/N: I really like you Steven :)

Steven: I like u too.

Making cute stories 😋

#steven grant #steven grant x reader #steven grant smut #moon knight fanfic #steven grant x you #moon knight 2022 #steven my beloved #steven with a v #steven grant fanfiction #steven grant moon knight

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friend-crow · 1 year

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alternative tarot meanings and rules

a collaborative project by tumblr (I hope)

instructions

0 - the fool Meaning: Do something you meant to but never did. Submitted by @lazywitchling Element: surprise

1 - the magician Rule: look through the deck and put whatever card I want in his place Submitted by @lazywitchling

2 - the high priestess you're going to become a milf or be adopted by one Submitted by @happydayes28

3 - the empress Meaning: You got this! You're the HBIC! Reversed: You don't got this. Maybe take a rest. Submitted by @citrinemystic

4 - the emperor

5 - the heirophant Meaning:

Submitted by happydayes28

6 - the lovers Meaning: Just make a fucking choice already. Submitted by @upthewitchypunx

7 - the chariot Meaning: You'll get it, but... are you SURE you want it? Are you **reallly** sure? Submitted by @windvexer Meaning: you're going to be in a car chase soon Submitted by @happydayes28

8 - justice Meaning: Whose Justice? Can refer to the law abused or misapplied, seems like a split card, with Justice as an Ideal juxtaposed against how it can be used to harm and oppress. Submitted by @promiseiwillwrite

9 - the hermit Meaning: live your best secret mystic life. You need to go find forbidden magic and hole up in your wizard tower to study it for a little while. Basically, whatever magic, occultism, whatever ur doing, keep researching it, go into the depths of theory if you can. Reversed: maybe you've cast too many spells banned by the wizard council, or made too many deals with the pale folk under the hill. Submitted by @compasswitch Meaning: manipulative or abusive relationships - may indicate an affair in combination with the three of cups. Submitted anonymously

10 - wheel of fortune Meaning: you should listen to more podcasts. maybe find some new music. see what people recommend y’know? Submitted by @musings-on-wisteria Rule: When it comes up, flip all the cards over! Reverse the uprights! Upright the reversals! It's Topsy Turvy Day! Submitted by lazywitchling

11 - strength Meaning: Kindness is a danger to and weapon against the cruel. Take care of yourself and others. What in this situation is threatened by your tenderness? Do you want to piss it off? Reversed: You're so ready to start throwing hands, but did you remember to drink enough water first? Yeah. I thought so. Get that self-care in and then go absolutely go buck-wild. Element: Bismuth. Submitted by @the-wizard-spiderose

12 - the hanged man Meaning: Sometimes it’s time to look at things from another point of view, even if it’s bonkers, upside down and backwards. Reversed: Sometimes that shit looks really fucking weird regardless which way you look at it Submitted by @stormwaterwitch Additional Meaning: "chill the fuck out dude" (give in and let it flow), "swing with the vibes" Submitted by @shrinekeeperatnight

13 - death Meaning: you are trans. Submitted by @jasper-pagan-witch Meaning: have you been a bit broody lately? Maybe it's time to leave that phase behind, reinvent yourself in a bit less "edgy" way. Reversed: Come on man (genderless), let go of the broodiness already. Submitted anonymously.

14 - temperence Meaning: What would happen if we did a little experiment? Think outside of the box! Make mistakes! Get messy! Reversed: Too far out of the box. Maybe take it a step back. Submitted by @citrinemystic

15 - the devil Meaning: bondage Submitted by @jasper-pagan-witch

16 - the tower Meaning: sometimes the universe is just like

Submitted by @rose-colored-tarot Additional Meaning: the stairs are broken, you'll need to take the lift Submitted by @silverandirontales Additional Meaning: Casting out the old to rebuild the new, a breath of fresh air, renewal of a space. (Declutter and forced Marie Kondo your shit) Submitted by @shrinekeeperatnight

17 - the star Meaning: Never lose your sparkle! Submitted by @fernthewhimsical

18 - the moon - it may be a death star Meaning: Look out for deception or danger, proceed with caution and remember sabotage and subterfuge are your friends. Submitted by @silverandirontales Meaning: hey maybe you’re not for everybody. maybe you’re a bit weird. a bit counterculture. that’s fine! it happens. NOW DONT LET THEM MAKE YOU FEEL BAD ABOUT IT Submitted by @musings-on-wisteria

19 - the sun Meaning: What wild-ass solution would your 7-year old self come up with if they ran into this problem during one of their pretend games on the playground? Start there. Reversed: You should just touch some grass probably. Element: Niobium. Submitted by @the-wizard-spiderose

20 - judgement Meaning: Time for a glow up and

Reversed: Ooo careful there! You’re too high up there on your horse. Submitted by @stormwaterwitch

21 - the world Meaning:Step forward and recognize how far you’ve come. you have reached apotheosis, and if you look back from the peak you are standing upon, you will see the person you were when you began this journey. Looking forward you can see your future self reaching towards you. They are smiling. they are saying, “you are going to be amazing.” Alternate meaning: you’ve learned about as much as you’re ever gonna on this topic Element: Identity Submitted by @musings-on-wisteria

ace of wands Meaning: big dick energy Submitted by me, Crow Meaning: pretty hair

Submitted by happydayes28

2 of wands

3 of wands Meaning: Starting journey, get prepared, compass, map, walking stick, check! Submitted by promiseiwillwrite

4 of wands

5 of wands

6 of wands

7 of wands Meaning: Swiftness! The speed of winds and diving falcons! Submitted by promiseiwillwrite

8 of wands Meaning: Travel, but not to somewhere physical. This could be a memory of a vacation/camping trip/adventure. Taking yourself out of the current "place" and breathing a different air. A nice memory and a good head space, maybe some perspective and joy, very content and not desperate. Reversed: Want of a nice memory of travel, but being stuck just ruminating on why you're not able to get back there. Submitted by @s-l-e-e-p-y-p-u-p-p-y

9 of wands

10 of wands Meaning: You got that? Are you sure? There's no shame in asking for help. Submitted by @upthewitchypunx

page of wands Meaning: I got this long ass trip and forgot to pack snacks - unchecked ambition leads to lack of foresight Submitted by @rose-colored-tarot

knight of wands

queen of wands

king of wands Holy shit, you can see everything! Now use those big eyes and that big brain of yours to do something about it, yeah?

Submitted by @muis-daydreams

ace of swords Meaning: Be confident in yourself; you’ve got a fucking sword Reversed: Bad news bears- It’s double edged. Submitted by @stormwaterwitch

2 of swords Meaning: challenge someone to a duel Submitted by @fernthewhimsical

3 of swords Meaning: polyamorous, throuple. Submitted by @amerwitch

4 of swords Meaning: You've been fighting something, and you need to retreat to take a moment and figure out what to do next. Contemplate what's holding you back. Reversed: Don't listen to your brain. Take a damn break. Do some self-care and self-love, but don't push yourself to fight back. It'll only make it worse. You're burned out Submitted by @severeinternetparadise

5 of swords Meaning: A duel with one person is fine, but duelling 4? You're either mad or some sort of holy warrior. Maybe consider talking it out instead? Submitted by muis-daydreams

6 of swords Meaning: Take yourself on that damn adventure already, stop stalling. Life's too short to wallow in worry or wait until your plan is Perfect™. Submitted by muis-daydreams

7 of swords

8 of swords Meaning: I am looking away. I do not see it. (alternatively: I can't read suddenly. I don't know) Reversed: I am Looking directly at it Element: farsightedness Rule: clean your glasses Submitted by @solarintentions

9 of swords Take a step back. Everything's fine, you're just worrying too much. Time to put down the precautions and cards and just relax. What's gonna happen will happen regardless of your worry. Reversed: Stop overthinking and just make the choice. Submitted by @rue-cimon

10 of swords - fuck your spine forever Meaning: the curse of back pain be upon you Reversed meaning: acupuncture Element: long-suffering Rule: check your posture Submitted by me, Crow

page of swords Meaning: Shifty human, beware. Submitted by promiseiwillwrite

knight of swords

queen of swords

king of swords Meaning: Positive omen for formal dealings, especially in career and spirit work. The king has bargained well, and has the right people in his inner and outer circles. Reversed: Check your deals. Specifically thinking of spirit work here, but the king needs to reconsider his alliances. @compasswitch

ace of cups Meaning: item of mystical power heading your way! Submitted anonymously

2 of cups Meaning: Just make out with them already. But only if you're serious about it! Trust me, they would love you if you were a worm. Submitted by muis-daydreams

3 of cups Meaning: Possible romantic affair, especially in combination with The Hermit Submitted anonymously

4 of cups Meaning: You know that feeling when you want something but you can't decide what or nothing sounds good and no amount of people offering you things will change that? How's that going? Submitted by @cloudselkie

5 of cups Meaning: There's no point crying over spilled beverages. Accept your setbacks or losses and move on. Also, consider whether you really need that much glassware in your cabinet. Is it all dishwasher safe? Reversed: A need for self-acceptance and kindness. Maybe also keep an eye on your hydration. Submitted by @hoochieblues

6 of cups Meaning: Emotional, nostalgic escapism. Submitted by @thatgrungewitch-x

7 of cups Meaning: Consider the options! There are excellent paths you probably haven't considered yet. You should go to a cool bookstore and just, like, *l o o k* at everything. Reversed: You've got too many options. Go through the tabs on your computer and close all the ones you aren't using or aren't going to use today. Element: Gallium Submitted by @the-wizard-spiderose Meaning: you’ve been doing that unhealthy thing with social media again Submitted by @musings-on-wisteria Meaning: Consider learning to juggle. Submitted by @coinandcandle

8 of cups

9 of cups Meaning: The good news is you’re hydrating on life! Reversed: The bad news is you’ve got to take all those cups back to the sink. Submitted by @stormwaterwitch

10 of cups Meaning: Get absolutely smashed. Can also mean other kinds of revelry and pure partying. Dionysus indicator, if the querent worships or is asking about him. Reversed: Drink some water. Vitals check. Have you been ignoring some things that you don't like doing? Maybe go take a nap or look at the important spreadsheet. Submitted by @compasswitch

page of cups

knight of cups Meaning: meant to be a lover, not a fighter. May mean that a person is bad at their job, or not right for it. Submitted by @promiseiwillwrite

queen of cups

king of cups Meaning: Stand the fuck up for yourself and your mental health. Submitted by @musings-on-wisteria

ace of coins Meaning: Lucky! You've found a penny in your path, literally or otherwise Reversed: It was be a fae gift, literally or otherwise. Fuck Submitted by compasswitch

2 of coins Meaning: flip a coin for this decision man, its not a big deal Reversed: DO NOT FLIP A COIN THAT IS A VERY BAD IDEA NO Submitted by compasswitch

3 of coins

4 of coins Meaning: Hold on tight, buckaroo. Reversed: Let go, buckaroo. Element: Screaming Astrological sign: Yes Submitted by coinandcandle

5 of coins Meaning: you're walking on eggshells to get out of uncomfortable situations Submitted by @darlingdearesth

6 of coins

7 of coins Meaning: This card is all about forgetfulness. It asks: is there anything you’re forgetting? Something you’ve be been putting off so long it slipped your mind? Or perhaps someone else forgot to do something and you interpreted it maliciously. Mistakes happen! Submitted by @wariomolly

8 of coins

9 of coins

10 of coins

page of coins

knight of coins

queen of coins Meaning: you’re in the garden when the edible hits and everything is kinda awesome - material success brings joy, but so does sitting back and watching the birds Submitted by @rose-colored-tarot

king of coins

#alternative tarot

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candeathbereal · 11 months

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Just a quick thing about music artist and astrology

I don't know if it is just a me thing but I have noticed that most artist that I relate to or even really vibe with musically tend to share some kind of astrology aspect or placement as me. For example: I listen to Mariah Carey a good amount and at first I didn't think much of it. I decided to look up her chart cause why not? She is an aries sun and venus with her venus being in retrograde and she has a sag mars. idk if you caught on but I also have these placements. I was like wow what a interesting coincdence.

It wasn't until I came across a post that said something along the lines of "If you want to find an artist you'll relate to look for an music artist with the same moon sign as you" and there was porbably other stuff said in that but its whatever. Anyways I decided to go through the artist I tended to listen to the most and this is what I have found so far.

Artist that I either share a placement or aspect with roughly

Kali Uchis: Has their sun trine their pluto

Ariana Grande: She has Venus trine ascendant like me. She also has her Pluto trine her lilith and while I don't have the trine aspect. I do have my Pluto sextile lilith in my chart. Her venus is apprently in the 9th house as well. Oh and in sidereal her moon is in Virgo which same. I'm a virgo moon no matter what it worries me sometimes...

Selena (honestly I don't think astrology has anything to do with my love for her but let's proceed): Venus trine Ascendant, Mars trine Pluto (i have a conjunction but oof bruh I don't care. I could only hope to be nearly as iconic as her). Pluto-Lilith aspect (hers is a conjunction and mine is a sextile so idk if I really count this one or not). Pluto sextile Ascendant where I have a Pluto trine Ascendant.

Nicki Minaj (mixed feelings on this): Get ready for this...

HOW DO ME AND HER BOTH HAVE A VIRGO MOON WITH A FIRE SUN SIGN. Honestly I did a synastry chart when I found her chart and bruh...HOW DO WE GOT 99% COMPATABLITY!? The one percent is only because realistically speaking 100% is never guarenteed when it comes to me and people. Now I will not be commenting on her as a person because oof dude. All I will say is that there is no doubt her music has impacted who I am as a person. Idk how but it has. I'm telling you I will listen to just her parts in a song just for nostalgic purposes. Anyways she also has Mercury conjunct Venus (not that important really), Moon-Mars (her's is a trine while mine is a square), Mars-Pluto (her's is a square while mine is conjunct), and she has both her venus and mercury squaring her moon while mine is an opposition. I think that last one is mostly because I have very early degrees on my mercury and venus in Aries. Moving on tho

Finally there is doja cat: Now she and I both have sag mars and virgo moons which is fun because then in sidereal we still have matching mars and moon so oof bruh. That should be enough for this portion of the post...

Final thing before I go...

I have a lilith in aquarius and idk but I really love cancer lilith people. The only way I can explain it is really just that because of my 12th house in cancer and/or my north node in cancer I have this interesting love-hate with cancer placements. I say this more along the lines of I will have one of two reactions. I will see them as basically family it doesnt matter how long I have know them for they are now my a part of my family. Or I want to fuck them. It's interesting becuase based on their other placemetns it can influence the feelings. Like if it is a cancer sun, sag moon combo they are basically like a little brother to me even if they are older than me. Or say it's a person with a cancer lilith I become a thirsty bitch but it's way too intense and I don't wanna scare them off too soon. I figured I would just include that for funsies.

Thank you and I would love to know you guy's thoughts on this.

#astrology #astro observations #astrology observations #astro posts #astro #Aries #aries venus #Sagittarius #sag mars #sagittarius mars #virgo #virgo moon

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“Ryan is being so unfair” your 12-year-old daughter Grace came stomping into your bedroom, nearly slamming the door on Van arguably on “accident”. “What’s wrong? What did Dad do?” you peeked over your shoulder from putting laundry away. Your kids only called Van anything other than “dad” when Van had pushed them to their limit. “Hey! Don’t call me Ryan!” Van would complain while following Grace into the bedroom. “She doesn’t want to invite Liam over for our Valentines Day party this weekend. She loves-” Van would start before being cut off by Grace jumping up top the bed and covering his mouth. “No, I don’t!”

Liam was one of Grace’s best friends from nursery school, partially of Van’s doing. Having kids left him among dull parents and yearning for anyone who would listen to or play music he liked. On Grace’s first day of school, he noticed Liam G. on the sign-in sheet and immediately questioned if his mum and dad were Oasis fans. Later that day Van had discovered his mum was a music photographer and dad played drums for a band. For the past 10 years they’ve been close family friends of yours. As Grace and Liam approached their teenage years, both of you had noticed a budding romance between them. Van knew an interesting plot was developing with Gallagher being so close. This was his one chance at being the most annoying dad his heart desired as nothing could ever shake up their bond.

“He always comes round for festivities. You two have such lovely times together.” You’d try to calm her down while you’d take a quick glance at Van, clearly plotting something to embarrass her. “Be kind to her. She won't let you come to their wedding if you upset her too much”. “Mum!” Grace would collapse onto your bed and crawl behind the pillows. “He’s cute but that's it! He’s still a boy!” she’d proceed, getting increasingly annoyed with the both of you. “Mum said the same about me. Woke up one day and found ourselves married with you and Leo in our house rent free” Van smirked at you as you looked down and shook your head in laughter. “You got me there, Mr. Charismatic Van McCann” you’d mock.

That weekend had your house overtaken by copious amounts of sugar. You were due to give birth anytime now and wanted soak in every single moment with your family before the new baby arrived. You and Van were on baking duty while the kids were making pink, purple and red icing. The previous year Van had made a batch of lovehearts biscuits with naughty sayings and sent the kids to school with them by accident. Ever since then, Van needed to be supervised with all creative family activities.

“I see your boyfriend’s mum and dad” Van would tease as Grace immediately darted into her room. “Don’t call him that! I’m not ready!” she’d shout and slam her door shut. Van’s shirt was covered in flour and had thrown on the nearest jumper he could find which was a “Lick Me” naughty Lovehearts jumper Larry had gifted him last year, not realising it wasn’t suitable for the kids. Liam noticed it as soon as the door opened and sniggered at Van. “What’s so funny young ‘un?” Van looked around before looking down at his shirt when LIam pointed at him. “Aw no!” Van buried his head in his hands, cursing under his breath followed by a breathy laugh.

Pt. 2 to follow…

Awww yay how I’ve missed the adventures of Dad Van! 🤰💖

This has made me giggle so much, Van being an embarrassment to his nearly teenage daughter, the ‘charismatic Van McCann’ reference, baking naughty biscuits with Larry and the Lovehearts jumper 😂

And do I spy yet another baby on the way, a brother or sister for Leo and Grace?

Can I pinch Liam for my single dad Van story as I was planning a little bf for Grace and I love this idea?

Can’t wait for more. And I hope you’re okay lovely, have a good weekend xxx

#dad van #3-am-spiritual

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 9 months

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Nightlife 13

Warnings: dubcon, noncon, touching, coercion, manipulation. Proceed with caution.

Note: I know what you’re thinking, why the fuck are you doing this? Well, you wanted bouncer Lee and I did too. Also, short!reader, not sorry.

Part of The Club AU

You have to make the call. You have no choice. One way or another, your father will find out and it will be worse if it’s not from you.

Another D and you're below water. You have no chance now. You’ll be lucky to finish with a C average for the semester and with that, you’ll lose your entry scholarship. You don’t understand where you went wrong. You try so hard. It doesn’t matter, it seems the more you try, the more wrong you are.

You hit the green button and wait for the line to pick up. You wait.

Waiting.

Still waiting.

The voicemail answers. You’re not surprised. You often have to leave several before you hear back. Yet when your father calls you, you answer. You don’t hesitate.

“Hey dad, it’s me. I called because… because I need to talk to you. Please call me back. Love you.”

You hang up after leaving the message and blow a raspberry. He hasn’t even told you when he’s picking you up from campus after exams. Another week and you’re going to be done. You already have half your dorm packed.

In those short spurts where you’re not at Lee’s, you're sorting everything into the donate and take piles. Most of it you’ll leave behind, things you won’t need at your dad’s place. Things you can replace.

As soon as you put your phone down, it vibrates. You huff and pick it up. You need to study, even if it doesn’t matter.

Lee. Again. You’re not surprised. You almost admire his persistence given your own inconsistency.

‘Still coming over, sweet thing?’

Shoot. You don’t remember him asking. That’s the thing about Lee. He seems to frame demands as questions. Or maybe you really or that hopeless. You answer him. Sure. Why not? Not like anything will change if you do.

You get your bag ready to go and head down. Your dorm mates are bogged down studying, a few already gone as their exams finished early. Life seems easier as them. You suppose that most people see the world like that; they want to be someone else, though no one would ever want to be you.

You sit on the curb and wait. You tune out the world with your headphones. It’s been a while since you listened to music. Really listened without any distraction.

Your head pops up as you see the familiar car approach. You stand and cross the street. You get in the car. The routine is just that. You’re used to it. You haven’t told Lee yet either. He doesn’t know that you’re going home for summer. You don’t expect him to be happy to hear it but it can’t be a big surprise. All the college students are leaving.

“Hey, darlin’,” he leans over to kiss your cheek as you pull your earbuds out, “whatcha listening to?”

“Oh, just…nothing–”

“Nah, go on, put it on,” he insists as he hands you auxiliary cord, “I could use something new.”

“Really, it’s–”

“Come on, I wanna listen.”

You don’t argue. Why? It’s a small thing. It’s nothing. You unplug your headphones and shove the cord into the port. Your music plays automatically.

So come on, Virginia, show me a sign Send up a signal, I'll throw you the line The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind Never let's in the sun

Billy Joel croons from the speakers as you place your phone in the cupholder. You sit back and buckle in as he hums and gives a thoughtful nod. He taps his fingers on the wheel before he pulls out.

“You got a taste for the classics,” he muses, “I ain’t heard this in a while.”

“Uh, yeah, I like it,” you shrug.

“Good song,” he remarks, “I’m a fan of You May Be Right, myself. But I’m not too picky. You listen to Seger? How about Elton? You seem that sorta girl.”

“Some, yeah,” you cling to your bag and watch through the window.

“Hickory missin’ ya,” he says, “ain’t ya excited to see him?”

“Yeah,” you answer glumly.

“Whatsa matter, then? Don’t know why you’d be so down when you got that rascal waiting on ya… and me.”

“Just school,” reply evasively.

“Ah, yeah, you were saying you’re having some troubles. Wish I could help.”

“Ugh, well… no one can help me now,” you plant your elbow on your door and put your chin on your fist.

“Now, don’t be moping ‘less you gonna tell me what’s going on,” he says grumpily.

You sigh. You can barely admit it to yourself. You don’t even know if you can say it out loud.

Your vision turns bleary and you sniffle. It’s too late. You should’ve asked for help months ago. You made promises you didn’t keep and now you have to accept the failure. You wipe away your tears and sit back.

“My GPA is garbage. I’m gonna lose my scholarship and my dad– my dad’s gonna kill me.”

“Oh, honey, kill you? Don’t talk like that. I’m sure he wouldn’t, not a sweet thing like you. Besides, if he’s an ass about it, you still got me, don’t ya?”

You nod but refuse to look at him. He’s sweet but he can’t understand. Your dad isn’t the type to just say oh well or to give second chances. This semester was a second chance and you blew it.

“Maybe it just isn’t for you. Schoolin’ and all. I know lots of people who never did it,” he speaks as he drives. “Or maybe you’re in the wrong kinda school.”

“Maybe,” you grumble and pick at the zipper on your bag.

“You can change, can’t ya? Pick something else. Something you’re better at,” he suggests. “Like I said, I went into the military. They offered me some school but I told ‘em not to waste the time.”

“I don’t know what I’m good at,” you sigh.

“Well, you’re good to me,” he says brightly, “you know I’ll help ya. I’ll take care of ya no matter what.”

“But you don’t have to.”

“I wanna. Why are you sayin’ that?”

“Cause… cause it’s a lot. Don’t you think?”

“No, wouldn't say it if I thought it was too much,” he rebuffs, “don’t get no attitude with me, now.”

“I– I’m not but… but… I don’t want to…” you shake your head and stare at the dash, “I’m going home for the summer, Lee. I have to go home. And I feel bad with you doing all this–”

“Going home?” He says so quietly, his voice almost cracks, “but, darlin’, I’m taking you home right now. Ain’t I?”

“That’s your home. I mean, my dad. I gotta… I gotta figure this all out. When he finds out–”

“You’re a goddamn adult,” he growls and grips the wheel tight, “you shouldn’t be so worried about him and damn it, he should be treatin’ ya a lot better.”

“I know, but he’s my dad. He– he paid my tuition. He’s gonna want me to work that off at the restaurant–”

“Work? He– What the heck is wrong with ya? You shouldn’t be workin’? Silly little thing. He’s your dad, he should be supportin’ ya, not takin’ from ya,” he seems angrier with each word, “what kinda man– and you’re gonna leave me for him?” He snarls, “just like that. You’re gonna hurt me?”

“Hurt you? No, but… but I have to.”

“You don’t gotta do nothing. Sounds to me like he don’t want anything to do with ya anyhow, so maybe you should stay in town.”

“My lease is over at the end of the month.”

“Mine ain’t,” he insists.

He’s quiet. You squirm and bite your lip, “Lee?”

“You said you was gonna marry me. How’re you gonna do that if you’re all the way somewhere else?”

“I know I said but… I’m nineteen. I thought you meant later.”

“I’m a lot older than nineteen,” he scoffs, “I’m not waiting til later.” He sneers through the windshield, “you said. You promised!”

“I did, but–”

“But? But you were just lyin’, I get it.”

You nearly choke. You weren’t lying. You just were caught off guard and didn’t know what to say. Like now. You're not just stunned by the sudden shift, you're scared.

“I didn’t lie,” you croak, “please…”

You cover your face and take several deep breaths, trying to hold back. He huffs and you feel his firm touch on your leg. He squeezes as he slows the car.

“Don’t cry, darlin’, alright? Don’t do none of that. I know you meant it. Let’s just figure this all out first, schoolin’ and all that. Alright?” He coaxes, “you know I’ll be there for ya, don’t ya? No matter what your dad says.”

“Yeah,” you drag your hands from your face.

“And I know you’re not gon’ leave Hick. He needs ya around.”

#lee bodecker #dark lee bodecker #dark!lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader #the devil all the time #drabble #au #nightlife #series

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namethat-i-oughttohavetoldyou · 2 years

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Hi bestie @munku-collar, get a load of these cats! Some Demestrap for you. ♥ I hope you enjoy! All my love to those who read/like/reblog!

There’s disembodied music in the air making her heart pound, her tail whip and her body dance without ever getting tired, a wild, exhilarated grin on her face that she can’t and doesn’t want to control.

In the truest sense of the word, Demeter is going with the flow.

She also has a cramp in her left calf.

Damn it.

Plato whirls by and around her, dripping with the overconfidence that is so typical for young tomcats, and she lets herself be lifted, professionally and carefully, as is Plato’s style. (Victoria has chosen well.)

When he sets her down at the outer edge of the clearing to not stumble over other cats Demeter stretches up and up, playfully bops him on the ear with a paw and then proceeds to collapse on the lowest step in front of the tire.

She feels Skimbleshanks’ eyes on her immediately, good old Skimbleshanks, ever so hyper-aware and ready to step in in case of a failed lift, and she squints her eyes at him, too out of breath to tell him out loud that she’s alright.

Massaging her calf she snorts a laugh as Tugger prances past, carrying Bombalurina like a hard-won trophy, or perhaps a cat-shaped umbrella.

She hears Jellylorum and Asparagus applaud and whoop when Tumblebrutus and Mistoffelees use the temporarily empty clearing to, colloquially speaking, show what they’ve got. Demeter has never really considered jumping strength one of her talents, and right now she almost wishes she could. It’s enviable.

With a small half-breathless giggle and an inelegant flail of long limbs, Munkustrap plops down beside her, and Demeter couldn’t care less about potential sweatiness or otherwise dirty fur and pulls him close, determined to use the short time alone that has been granted to them, as a tired-out kitten or three will certainly follow quickly as soon as Munkustrap sits out for a short while.

Demeter can’t fault them for it, as inviting and comfortable to rest on as he always looks, but having it all to herself for a bit is at the same time unusual and very nice.

She tells him so. Munkustrap wraps his arms around her waist and nods. She can’t quite see it, but she can feel him smile against the back of her head.

They watch the small hurricane that is Tumblebrutus and Mistoffelees trying to out-perform each other for a while, catching their breaths and keeping each other warm as the cool night air meets their sweat-damp pelts.

Old Deuteronomy holds vigil a few steps above them, paws reaching up towards the moon, swaying from side to side, dancing in his own way.

The melody hanging in the air thrums in all of their bodies and even now pulls at her limbs, coaxing and teasing, calling to her – dance! Dance, Jellicle Cat, dance! – but she resists, because she knows it will not leave, and she can answer it later. She can take a moment to rest.

What a luxury that is.

She could very well rest until the ball is over, until the Jellicle Choice has been made, even until the day has awoken and the sun goes up to greet them, and still the melody would be there, waiting patiently until she takes the time to listen.

A little dizzy from watching the whirl of black and white of Alonzo hard at work, trying to impress Cassandra, Demeter closes her eyes and listens to Munkustrap humming, right leg bouncing in time to the rhythm. She will not be able to keep him sitting here for long, she knows, he could never resist the call of movement in any form for as long as others.

It makes the time he takes to sit with her all the sweeter.

She starts to rock them from side to side, dancing while sitting down, and his leg bounces less, but now she has to deal with him poking her flanks until she is gasping with laughter. Feeling revengeful, Demeter takes careful aim and jabs backwards at his belly, earning a squeal and ticklish giggling, and her flanks are left in peace.

Munkustrap leans down to rest his chin on her shoulder, and his ear flicks against hers as he speaks. He only says three words, but they both hear what lies beneath, sentences, paragraphs, several well-filled libraries worth of words passing between them.

Usually, he would make the most of it, coming up with a song on the spot just to package all those endless words into something that he thinks wouldn’t bore her to listen to (she could never be bored) but their time alone is limited tonight, so they leave it at that.

Demeter flicks her ear right back and gives in, surrendering fully to her feelings, reciprocating those three too-short, too-big, exhilarating words, rocking them side-to-side to the music; together they are not so much the eye of the storm but more a part of it, intimately rotating around each other, colliding with others ever so often. Their shared gravitation is too strong, she never loses sight of him and he never loses sight of her.

Bliss just might be almost being run over by Tantomile and Coricopat on their way down the tire, might be having to lean back to avoid being hit by Mistoffelees’ foot while he shows off with his trademark fouettés.

Demeter asks for Munkustrap’s opinion on bliss as Victoria shoos Mistoffelees away from the centre of the stage to make more room for Rumpleteazer in the row.

Munkustrap ducks to allow Tugger to jump over them and swagger his way to the front, thinks for a moment and then whispers something so scandalous into her ear that she cackles and smacks his arm. The serious answer follows quickly, and its enough to calm her down and make her eyes feel a bit misty.

She nudges him. He nudges her back.

Because Munkustrap’s lap is already occupied, Jemima plops down on Demeter’s with a little grunt of exertion. By the light of the Jellicle Moon, her fur has lost its red undertone and taken on a more golden hue; sunshine-golden, Demeter-golden.

Demeter hugs her kitten to her chest, leans into Munkustrap’s strong, safe arms and laughs.

Writing about Demeter seems to bring out the style-experimental side of me. Going without any dialogue is a very interesting thing to do, in any case. I hope I fulfilled your request to a satisfying degree :} Thank you for reading! ♥

#cats the musical #demeter #munkustrap #demestrap #namethat-i writes #catsiversary: the sequel

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Hi!! Not sure if you’re taking requests but firstly, I just wanted to say how much I love your current “Let’s Play House” series. It’s always neat to find fics for black readers. That being said, I was wondering if you could write an imagine where the reader is perhaps B.B.’s niece or younger sister and she meets an intrigued Elvis while tagging along with the former on Beale Street? I imagine the reader working on her craft as a singer and Club Handy has been crucial in her building confidence and notoriety. Do with this what you will, thank you for reading!! 💜🫶🏽

first, thank you so much because i really want to make sure all readers have an opportunity to be included, especially Black readers cause we need to be included more so i’m glad you like it !

and this is a sweet concept ! i’m sure i ran straight to the hills with it but i hope you still like it !

already having an artist of a brother, it was no surprise that you’d want to dabble in music yourself. you had always looks up to b.b. and he was always willing to help you with anything, even getting you your own slot to perform at club handy.

your momma had be more than upset when you came into the house without taking off your shoes to tell her the news, “y/n, i’ve told you more than once to take them shoes off!”

you had to apologize and ran back to take them off and then proceed to tell her the news. she was happy for you and made your favorite meal for dinner that night to celebrate.

your friends were also excited to see you jump on the stage and sing your little big heart out so much so that they took you shopping. “you’ve gotta look your best, y/n, you just gotta! who knows what man is there ready to sweep you off your feet.”

once everything was set and prepared for your performance, b.b. decided that you should get a little familiar with the bustling beale street. “wanna make sure you know what typa audience your gonna have,” he’d say as he led you down the street. “don’t want you gettin’ all scared when you go on stage.”

you’d shake your head and swear you weren’t scared but you knew deep down you were nervous but you wanted to wait to show it alone.

he led you all up and down the street, letting you peek into windows and listen to the guitar players strumming the guitar just to get a quarter or two dropped in. he even let you stand and admire a pretty pink suit in the mens shop before telling you to come on.

you then found yourself standing in front of the most popular building in all of beale street: club handy. the place where dreams came true and bodies packed themselves so tight together, you weren’t sure if you’d be able to breathe.

you weren’t always allowed in by yourself because you were just a year shy of 21 but when you were allowed to go in, you were accompanied by your brother who was over the legal age. “so, i’m really gonna be performing here soon?”

he smiled at you even though you weren’t looking, “you sure are, lil’ sis.” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and started to lead you back in the direction of your home. “let me get you home so you can finish preparing.”

as you turned to start walking, a pretty pink cadillac pulls around the bend, gliding down the street. it slows to a stop where you and b.b. stand and you look at it in awe. you’d never seen anything as gorgeous as that car and when the driver stepped out, you’d never seen anything as handsome as him.

“hey, e.p.!” b.b. had yelled to the tall hunk man that looked over at the both of you. he was tall, lean, and white but that didn’t stop you from being roped in to him.

“hey, b.b.! was wondering where you’d be this time ‘a day.” he walked over to the both of you, legs long so it looked like he was gliding instead. he pulled your brother into a handshake hug and turned his attention on to you.

you swore you saw something flash in his eyes.

“who might this be?” he asked referring to you. he had a faint smirk on his face and it made your face heat up a little.

“this is my lil’ sister, y/n. y/n, this is e.p. or elvis presley.”

you saw elvis reach his hand out to you for a handshake and when you took his hand, he pulled it to his lips and kissed your knuckles instead. “i don’t shake pretty girls’ hands, but it’s very nice to meet you.” he let your hand go and you slowly put it back against your side.

you were almost speechless until you remembered your manners, “th-thank you, elvis. it’s a honor coming from you.” he smiled at your light stammer and you cursed yourself internally.

“i appreciate it, gorgeous. would you guys like a ride home?” b.b. nodded his head and elvis led you two to his car, stopping to open the backseat door for you. the boys talked while elvis drove the both of you home but you couldn’t stop staring at him.

his side profile was something out of a dream and his smile, god, you wanted to melt away. it was only short lived, however, because you were soon back home and on your front porch. “see y’all later, nice to meet you, y/n!” and elvis drove off.

you watched as the pink car drove away in a flash. “you can stop drooling now.” b.b. teased you as he turned to walk into your house.

“i wasn’t!”

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Glad that you liked the red texts, they are there for a reason. As for why not both? I'm all down. As long as I get to mark your tiny little body, everything is fair game. I can see how you would look already. Torn clothes. Hairs disheveled. Your tiny lil body squirming around to get free. But, you can't. All tied up firmly against my custom breeding couch. Your legs spread wide apart, arms stretched and tied.

I look down at you, to find your pretty face contorted with discomfort, lips swollen, a slight tinge of redness plastered against the corner of your lips, proving the existence of blood that came out when I had to slap you unconscious.

As my eyes roam around your beautiful body, amused by all the marks I had to create in order to get you here, they finally meet yours. Tears running down the corners of your eyes only makes me chuckle, quite monstrously. I lower myself down like a predator, ready to pounce on its prey. The lower I get the more you whimper, the more you cry. But, your panty-stuffed mouth could only let out muffled cries.

As soon as I lowered myself, lining up my throbbing cock against your cunt, you wanted to close your legs up. I proceed onto slap your face until it was completely red, and then I closed my face up to yours, my cheeks brushing against yours. My lips pressing ever so gently against your ears, as I let out a low grunt, "Spread your legs and be a good rape slut for me now." My command was firm and absolute, leaving no doubts on your mind that I would abuse you more until you willingly spread your legs for me. I felt you stop struggling and spread your legs wide apart, earning a chuckle from me. "Good girl." I could have tied your legs spread wide apart, but it's more fun when you spread it on your own accord.

"I'll have fun raping you, Isa. I'll rape you until I overflow your womb with my fertile cum. I'll rape you until every inch of your cunt recognises my cock. I'll rape you until your cunt starts dripping every time you see me, recognising your rapist, the one you find pleasure from."

As I said those words, you listened to them intently. Your body tightened up as I shifted myself upward, now looking down at you. An evil grin plastered all over my face. I balanced myself and then with one big thrust I shoved my cock inside your cunt. Surprisingly, finding it wet. "Aren't you enjoying this already, you pathetic lil slut!" I pulled myself out and then rammed it back in. My hips thrusting in and out of you mercilessly. Gaining more pace with each thrust. Your tiny lil body jerking up and down with each thrust. Your whimpers are just music to my ears. Making me go rougher and harder. My hand taking a hold of your throat, making you go lightheaded. "This cunt belongs to me, slut... Fuck it's tight!"

As much as I would have loved to fuck your dry cunt, I have lost count of how many times you cummed on my cock. You were laying there, all spent out, drifting in and out of consciousness every now and then. I was having fun seeing your body accept me. But, right now I'm just on the edge. I pulled the panty out of your mouth and slapped you, "Beg me to cum inside you, slut! Beg me to breed you! Beg your rapist to breed you and give you his rape child!" You were barely conscious, but the slap made you alert. You refused to obey, which earned consecutive slaps until you began sobbing again. You finally uttered those sweet little words, "Please breed me! Please cum in me!" That was all I needed. I shoved all my weight on you, my cock plunging deep within your cunt, pressing hard against your cervix, making you cum along with me. My cock twitched hard as I spurted out ropes of thick warm cum inside you. Filling you up.

I lay there with my cock still deep inside you, making sure my cum doesn't drip out. I look at you smilingly, my hand grabbing your face, "I'm proud of you, baby. You took it like a champ. You'll get used to this very soon, I promise. And, you'll love it." I kiss your lips passionately and then pull away, "Don't be ungrateful, my love. Thank me." Tears began to dribble down the corners of your eyes again.

I- whooaaaa holy SHIT

Do you write? This belongs on tumblr, gaining notes - not in my lil my ask box! Although, the instance my name was written it was over for me. I admit I took some time to marinate in this one before I posted it. Made my toes curl a few times... I'll be saving this.

Whoever you are, if I'm not already, I need to follow you. <3

#ask repressedh0e #My anons r better than urs #so fucking hot

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