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maxillness · 2 months

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Dress || MV1 x best friend!reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, semi-public (there’s a party in the house), marking, oral (F receiving), hair pulling, fingering, praise kink, sub!max

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It was crowded in her house as she looked for him. She was hosting a party at her house. She had told her friends they could invite a few others if they wanted, but she never expected it to get so crowded

She had bought the dress only for him, and now she could find him. She looked for him for a few minutes before she finally caught the eye of him

She made eye contact with him from across the room. She didn’t approach him, but they kept having eye contact, even though he was having a conversation with his friends

He couldn’t keep his eyes away from her. She was fucking gorgeous. She wore a tight, short, black dress with a slit on the side. She also wore his initials and his driver number around her neck on a golden chain

Her hands were shaking from keeping her hands away from him. Every time he said her name, the world would stop around her

A person walked by her, and when they walked away, so was he. He couldn’t see him in the room anymore

She saw in the corner of her eye that he walked around the corner into the hallway, but the hallway didn’t lead to the bathroom, so what was he doing?

She walked towards the hallway, leaving her drink behind. He turned again, going into her bedroom

“You’ve been here enough times to know this isn’t the bathroom” She smiled as she closed the door behind her

“Yeah, sorry. I just needed to get away” He explained to her as he sat on the edge of the bed

“It’s fine” She sat down on the bed beside him. She looked into the floor as he still couldn’t keep his eyes off of her

She didn’t know if it was the alcohol or she actually had confidence in her body, but she decided to speak up about her feelings she have had for about him

“I don’t want you like a best friend” She kept looking into the ground. He didn’t say anything “I only bought this dress so you could take it off” She looked up at him

His pupils were bloated. His eyes dark, yet no emotion in the rest of his face. He was fidgeting with his hands

“I want you to carve your name into my bedpost, ‘cause I don’t want you like a best friend” Her eyes were full of horror, awaiting his answer

“Why didn’t you say something sooner?” His words put comfort on her “You have no idea how long I’ve liked you” Knowing he felt the same, eased her horror

“What?” “I was just too scared to tell you. I would rather have you as a best friend then not have you at all” Her hand came to rest on his thigh as he spoke

“Max, you would never loose me, even if I didn’t have the same feelings” She smiled at him as she unintentionally moved her hand further up his thigh

She noticed how his breath hitched. She took away her hand, but he grabbed it before she could get it too far away. He pulled lightly on her arm, pulling her into his lap

His actions made her dress hitch up her waist past her ass. His hands were on her waist as hers were on his houlders

She leaned on, pressing her lips to his. She pulled away briefly, only for Max to smash their lips back together

This time, the kiss wasn’t soft like before. It was hot and heated, all teeth and saliva. Her hands went to his face as his traveled from her waist to her ass

She leaned them back so Max’ back was against the bed. Her lips tried traveling to his jaw, but he kept wanting them on his

Her hand forced his face away from her so she could kiss his jaw and down his neck. He whimpered once she started sucking lightly on his skin

“No marks, please” He whimpered as she started sucking more harshly

“That’s up for me to decide, pretty boy” He could her smirk into his skin

He bucked his hips up into hers to get some kind of friction. She sunk her teeth into his skin at his actions, making him whine

“Please, I want you so bad. Please” She leaned back as he spoke. He sat back up as well. His hands went under her dress, and he pulled it off of her in one motion

He flipped them over so she was pressed against the bed. He went to the floor at the foot of the bed where her legs hang

He pulled her closer to the edge. He slid her panties down her legs, throwing it where he had thrown her dress

He darted his tongue through her folds, making her moan and grip his hair tight. Her actions made him groan, giving her more pleasure

He flicked his tongue over her clit, making her moan louder and grip his hair tighter. She started grinding on his tongue, wanting more from him

He took the hint and inserted two of his fingers into her, making her moan. He started moving them in and out of her

Her back arched off of the bed as her eyes rolled into the back of her head “Fuck, Max. Please. God”

“Fuck, get up here and fuck me” She pulled him away from her

He groaned, but stood up anyways. She watched him as he undressed for her. He leaned over her, planting a soft kiss at the space between her breasts

She hooked her legs around his waist, giving him more access. He lined himself up with her entrance

He pushed just the tip in, but it was enough for them to both moan. He slowly pushed all the way in

He started moving once she had adjusted to his size. They both moaned louder as their rhythm got faster

“Fuck, you feel so good in me” She praised him, which made him whimper “Oh, you like that? Getting praised?” He could only whimper again as he hid his face into the crook of her neck

She felt him twitch inside her as she kept praising him. Her nails dragged along his back

“Fuck. Please, i’m gonna cum” His breath shuttered against her skin as his thrusts were getting sloppier

She could feel her own orgasm as she clenched around him “Cum for me, Max” Her voice sent him over the edge

Him coming deep inside her, sent her over the edge as well. They stayed still for minute, catching their breaths

They had put all their clothes back on. She brushed her hair, before turning her body towards him

“You left hickeys” He pouted as he held her waist

“I know. They’re pretty, aren’t they?” She smiled kissing his lips soft “Max… Are we a thing now?”

“Yes, definitely” They both smiled shyly as they looked at each other

#smut #dom!reader #formula one #max Verstappen #max verstappen x reader smut #max verstappen x reader #max Verstappen smut #music Monday #Spotify #sub!max verstappen

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afwilliam75 · 24 days

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Music Monday: Atomic (Blondie)

#blondie #blondie band #classic rock #pop rock #70s #atomic girl #atomic blonde #fanart #fanart digital #digital painting #fanart drawing #music fanart #music #my music #music monday

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everythingisterrible · 7 months

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Work a crappy job til you die! It's fun!

#everything is terrible #eit #vhs #found footage #dogs #puppets #music monday #vhs edit

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magnusthepuppet · 7 months

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OFMD WEEK DAY #2:

music monday

i wish i could be a girl,

and that way,

you’d wish i could be your

girlfriend,

boyfriend

#this came to me in a vision #idk just the thought of ed thinking #‘what did mary have that i didnt’#thinking it was him yk yk #magnus vintriloquism #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmdweek2023 #music monday #woo #edward teach #blackbeard ofmd #the kraken ofmd #blackbonnet #Spotify

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wavnic · 4 months

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🎶 And I'm not scared to say those words, with you, I'm safe

We're falling like the stars

We're falling in love🎶

#wayhaught #music monday #wynonna earp #waverly earp #nicole haught #waverly x nicole #nicole x waverly #otp #wives #dom pc #kat barrell #bring wynonna home

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inafieldofdaisies · 1 month

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(WIP) Music Monday Tag | Tagged by @voidika @g0dspeeed @thesingularityseries and @simplegenius042

The rules: Post a song that is relevant to your WIP or inspires it. I’m also including the lyrics.

Mystique creature, come to me Tell me what you know, whisper, scream, I'm listening There's nowhere I won't go Look out to the horizon, to infinity Honesty can only be if there is a lie Tell me what you believe, don't try to hide Are you ready to let me in? Feel it growing under your skin, Tattooed like ink in flesh I don't mind the pain it's in I've been trying to believe What I said is what I need

She'll get you dancing in the bedroom Rendezvous inside you, make you feel alive Only for tonight She'll tame you, take you to confession His twisted obsession, then leave you behind Rockabye, rockabye, made you feel alive Rockabye, then leave you behind Rockabye, rockabye

Two thousand years and twenty more And she looked beautiful as ever before As she pushed me down into the warm water deep below, my clothes were torn Lilith, you Siren How could you do this to me? Lilith, I'm dyin' Why won't you set me free? I tried to scream but lilies clouded my mind The petals softly floating into my eyes I felt your fingers slowly crawl up my spine We didn't have to sink for you to be mine

I'd give up half of forever just to be with you So baby be mine when the sun sets 'Til the day that it doesn't come up Run away 'til our lungs give up, I'll breathe your air 'til I turn to the dust Honey I know, wherever you go, I'd give up half of forever I'd give up half of forever Offer me up, I'm yours All of my love, I'm sure I'd give up half of forever just to be with you

Tagging, @socially-awkward-skeleton @strangefable @strafethesesinners @cassietrn @aceghosts @nightbloodbix @carlosoliveiraa @jackiesarch @josephslittledeputy @josephseedismyfather @trench-rot @amalkavian @purplehairsecretlair @gearvmac @shellibisshe @unholymilf @florbelles @corvosattano @dumbassdep @direwombat @adelaidedrubman @kyber-infinitygems @la-grosse-patate @theelderhazelnut @marivenah @finding-comfort-in-rain @onehornedbeast @captastra and anyone that would like to share some songs this week <3

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simplegenius042 · 10 days

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Music Monday

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @softtidesworld @direwombat @starsandskies @strafethesesinners @strangefable @corvosattano @carlosoliveiraa @cloudofbutterflies92 @cassietrn @voidika @onehornedbeast @adelaidedrubman @nightbloodbix @aceghosts @turbo-virgins @minilev @g0dspeeed @josephseedismyfather @josephslittledeputy @titiagls @derelictheretic @afarcryfrommymain @megraen @shallow-gravy @softtidesworld @snake-in-the-garden @wrathfulrook @shellibisshe @chazz-anova @purplehairsecretlair @florbelles @inafieldofdaisies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @skoll-sun-eater @thewanderer-000 and @yokobai

Hey guys, I'm back! Three songs; one for an OC, one for a relationship between OCs, and lastly one for a fic. Respectively all in Life, Despair & Monsters, The UnTitledverse and lastly Far Cry The Silver Chronicles. Listen and read under the cut:

In the Life, Despair & Monsters, Sir Enigma Malvolio is the main antagonist who is the catalyst of the protagonists pain and the reason to why events such as these are existing. Though seemingly looking like a short human, Malvolio is actually what's called a "Displacement"; a term used for creatures from unknown and not categorized dimensions which "displace" themselves into another reality by using Breaches (tears in reality due to unstable flux of time or because something damaged reality previously). As the Director of the Ruins of the Midnight Rise, Malvolio is driven by the need to "evolve" humans, who he sees as the pinnacle of potential to become something more, however is willfully ignorant of the "weaker" side of human nature and only believes that his twisted view on how to progress humans to a satisfying state is the correct way. By horrifically experimenting on them and attempting to remove empathy and physical weakness, he merely leaves them scarred for life and often mutilated or transformed into something else. Malvolio's view on human morality and ethics is disdain towards these "rules that set back scientific and evolutionary progression for decades more" and ultimately concludes "humans are better off without them", and due to his interdimensional nature and consequence "dog who must progress to using sticks and stones in order to eat other dog so he can survive and teach more dogs this progression to further the species" viewpoint, Malvolio can never empathise or realise how wrong his extreme actions are. However, in this song, there is the implication that Malvolio has begun to enjoy creating this horrific despair on humans. Listen below:

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"I've got to hand it to you You've played by all the same rules It takes the truth to fool me And now you've made me angry

I can't decide whether you should live or die Oh, you'll probably go to Heaven Please don't hang your head and cry No wonder why my heart feels dead inside It's cold and hard and petrified Lock the doors and close the blinds We're going for a ride

Oh, I could throw you in the lake Or feed you poisoned birthday cake I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone Oh, I could bury you alive But you might crawl out with a knife And kill me when I'm sleeping, that's why..."

Next song is for The UnTitledverse, specifically the friendship between The Perfect Storm saga's three main protagonists; Joaquin Cobalt (a rather ordinary boy who lived with his foster/adopted-sister), Calvin Dearing (the spirit of a cartoonist from the 1930s) and lastly Mario Emmet (a shapeshifting meat-eating alien with minor reality-manipulation). Before the events of The Perfect Storm saga (and getting sucked into the Multiverse), Joaquin, Calvin and Mario knew each other. Joaquin viewed Calvin and Mario as older siblings (like Lisa), while Calvin and Mario viewed each other as friends (who have similar experiences with losing time from their lives). By the time of The UnTitledverse, Calvin is trying to search for both Mario and Joaquin, get them back home, and though the three dearly miss each other, they still have issues (both external and internal) that they must deal with. I believe Colors encapsulates the emotion felt throughout this journey of breaking friendship, regret, longing, restoration of a fire-forged bond and the bittersweet leaning towards melancholy at the end of the first saga. Listen below:

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"Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so You said your mother only smiled on her TV show You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope I hope you make it to the day your 28 year old

You're dripping like a saturated sunrise You're spilling like an overflowing sink You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seems And it's blue And it's blue

Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means And he's blue And he's blue

You were a vision in the morning when the light came through I know I've only felt religion when I've lied with you He said, "You'll never be forgiven till your boys are too." And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you.

You're dripping like a saturated sunrise You're spilling like an overflowing sink You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seems And it's blue And it's blue

Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means And he's blue And he's blue

You were red And you liked me 'cause I was blue But you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky And you decided purple just wasn't for you

Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seems And it's blue And it's blue

Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means And he's blue And he's blue

Everything is blue Everything is blue Everything is blue Everything is blue."

And lastly a song for my AU adaption fic of Six Of Crows called How Good Is A Heist If It's Improvised? in Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, where in a (pre-)modern day equivalent of the fictional Ketterdam (which would be the Netherlands), the Dregs pick up two more strays; the chatty and (seemingly) crass Isiah Popov and the curt if menacing Gemini Teal, both of whom have a dislike for each other. In this fic, Isiah and Gemini (future companions of Silva and Ezekiel in the Far Cry 5 & New Dawn fics) learn to navigate robbing people without trying to kill one another and let the whole team down (despite being slightly older than the teen team), and appreciate the skills both have without snide comebacks, and eventually grow into vitriolic best buds while trying to survive a ridiculously unlucky heist. Song below:

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"Sorry, I ain't got no money I'm not trying to be funny But I left it all at home today

You can call me what you wanna I ain't giving you a dollar This time I ain't gonna run away

You might knock me down You might knock me down But I will get back again

You can call me what you wanna I ain't giving you a dollar This time I ain't gonna run away Run away, run away

This time, this time This time, this time I ain't gonna Run, run, run, run Not this time

Not this time Not this time Not this time!"

#music monday #life despair & monsters #oc: sir enigma malvolio #the untitledverse #the perfect storm saga #oc: joaquin cobalt #oc: calvin dearing #oc: mario emmet #far cry the silver chronicles #six of crows #grishaverse #the dregs #wip: how good is a heist if it's improvised?#oc: isiah popov #oc: gemini teal

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maxillness · 4 months

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Talking Body || CL16 x girlfriend!reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, insecure!Charles, virgin!Charles, talk about insecurities, slow burn(kinda), oral (M receiving), praise kink, sub!charles

Wordcount: 1.6k

I’m trying to start this new project I call ‘Music Monday’, which is basically where every Monday I post something inspired by a song, so if you have any song requests that would be appreciated 🙏

It had been one of those nights again last night. Where it had gotten heated between them, but Charles wanted to stop before they got too into the act

She was sad he wanted to stop, but she respected if it was because he wanted to wait until marriage

Even through they had never been intimate, or the fact she had never seen him shirtless, it didn’t matter, she loved him from the bottom of her heart. She had never loved anyone as much as she loved him

“Bebe, i’m sorry about last night” He came up behind her her, hugging her waist as he hid his face in the crook of her neck

She turned around to face him “It’s fine, Charles” She pecked his lips before he could protest “I understand that you want to wait” She assured him

“No, I don’t want to wait” Her face had a confused expression as he spoke “I don’t want to wait, it’s just that…” His words faded out as he looked into the ground

Her hand went to his jaw, making him look back up at her “What, Char?” Her voice was soft as she spoke to him

“Nothing. It’s stupid. Forget I ever said anything” He was about to turn around and walk out, but she pulled him back

“Nothing about you is stupid, baby” She caressed his cheek as she spoke and looked into his eyes

“It’s just that… I don’t know… I’m afraid you won’t look at me the same way after” His eyes fell back to the floor, afraid to look her in the eyes

“Charles, if this is about you being insecure about your body; don’t worry” His head turned towards her again “If I had the chance, I would fuck you all fucking night, no matter how you look” She hoped her words at comforted him in some kind of way

“But, how would you know for sure?” His voice was low and soft, filled with insecurity

“I promise you, baby, no matter how you look, you would be perfect under my touch” She looked up at him with confidence filled eyes

“And I understand if you’re not ready, I’ll be here whenever you are ready” She pecked his cheek before walking away from him to sit on the couch

He walked over to the couch as well. He laid down so his head was resting in her lap. He sighed as she started stroking his hair

His hand went to her thigh, and he started stroking her softly “I’m a virgin” She stoped her movements on his hair

“It doesn’t make me love you less, if that what’s your worried about” She said stroking his hair again

“Are you sure?” He sat up to sit close beside her “I mean, I’m 26 years old and I’m a virgin”

“It doesn’t matter. I find it kinda… Sweet” She caressed his cheek and pecked his lips

In one swift motion, Charles had pulled her into his lap. His arms snaked around her waist as he hid his face in the crook of her neck

She scraped his scalp with her nails when he started placing kisses on her shoulder and her neck

His hands went under her shirt, hiking it up to reveal she was only wearing panties under. He took his lips away from her skin, but only to capture her lips on his

His hand went to her ass as the kiss got more heated “Charles…” She pulled away from him to look him in the eyes “We don’t have to if you don’t want to”

“I want to, please” He bucked his hips up into hers to get some kind of pleasure out of it

“Are you sure?” She dünnt want step any of his boundaries, especially when they just talked about it

“I’m sure, please, mon amour” He whimpered when she got off of him to stand up “What are you doing?” He asked confused

“Your first time shouldn’t be on a couch, amour” She took his hand and pulled him up from the couch. He followed her into the bedroom

She closed the door with her foot as she pulled him down by his neck to kiss him. She guided him backwards pushing him lightly down on the bed when it the back of his legs

She got down on her knees to unbuckle his belt. His breath hitched as she zipped down his pants

“You can tell me to stop if you want” She said as she looked up at him

“Please, don’t stop” His words came out as a whine and it only turned her on even more

She kept looking up at him as her hands pulled down his pants and underwear. He bucked his hips up so she could pull them all the way down. He stepped out of the pants and she threw them to the side

She spread his legs further apart so she could get closer to him. Her hands went to his hips as she placed open-mouthed kisses on his inner thighs

His breath got louder and quicker and he gripped the sheets beneath him. Her nails digged into his skin as her mouth got closer to his cock

His loud breathing turned into whimpers and whines. He didn’t know what to do with himself. She had barely touched him, and he was already a complete mess

“Oh, baby. I’ve barely touched you, and you’re already rolling your eyes into the back of your head” She taunted from beneath him

“Please, I need you so bad” He whined as his knuckles turned white from the grip on the sheets

She spit on her palm and spread it down his shaft. He moaned loud when her hand made contact with his cock

He bucked his hips, fucking her hand, but his movements was soon stopped by the overwhelming pleasure of her hand moving

Soon his moans were so loud she were sure the whole apartment complex could hear him, but she didn’t care in the moment, she only cared about him, and how much of a mess he was under her touch

It didn’t take long for him to start begging for her to go faster “Please, baby, more, please. I need more” He started fucking her hand again as she sped up

When he started twitching in her hand, she pulled off of him earning a groan from him, but he was quick to start moaning again when her mouth attached around him

She gagged every time he hit her throat, only giving him more pleasure and pulling him closer to his orgasm

Her nails scraped his skin up and down his sides which sent him over the edge and came down her throat

She swallowed before looking up at him “You okay, amour?” She asked soft kissing his knee

“Mhm” He nodded, no words forming in his throat

“You think you can handle more?” She asked kissing his other knee

“If it means you’re gonna fuck me, then yes” He said which made her chuckle

She stood up to now look down at him “Take off your shirt, Char” She saw the worry in his eyes “I promise you, baby, you’re perfect” She caressed her cheek before he took off his shirt and threw it on the floor

“Get further in on the bed” She told him, and as he did so, she pulled her shirt over her head and pulled her panties down

She stepped out of them and walked over to straddle him in the middle of the bed. His hands landed on her hips, his eyes taking in the sight of her naked body hovering over him

She leaned down, placing her weight into one of her hands placed beside his head. The other hand took his cock into her hand again

He whimpered at the feeling of her guiding his tip through her wet folds. They both moaned as he was aligned with her entrance

Their moans got loud as she went down on him slowly. She waited a little before moving, allowing herself to adjust to his size

His hands went to her ass as she started moving. Both of her hands were now placed on either side of his head, making her tits bounce against his chest at every movement

“Fuck, you look so pretty like this, joli garçon” She leaning down to kiss his lips “A naked, moaning mess beneath me” Her words only made him moan louder

His hands went up and down her back, his nails digging into her skin which will most definitely leave red marks tomorrow

She could start to feel him twitch inside her, making her clench around him which earned her louder moans from him

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum again” His eyes were screwed shut and his back arched off of the bed, his hips bucked him meeting her thrusts

“Fucking cum for me, Char” A few thrusts and kisses to his chest and he came deep inside her which sent her over the edge as well

She had gotten them both cleaned up before they laid under the covers of the bed. His arms around her body and his head on her chest

“Thank you” He said soft, almost dozing off to sleep

“For what, mon amour?” She questioned him

“For making me feel comfortable about my body to do this” He said and she could feel his slight smile into her chest

“Of course, baby” She said kissing the top of his head

I'm so glad I wrote this two days ago, 'cause I'm too damn hangover to write properly today

#smut #formula one #Charles Leclerc #charles leclerc smut #Charles Leclerc x Reader #Charles Leclerc x reader smut #music monday #sub!charles leclerc #Spotify

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the-silver-chronicles · 4 months

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Music Monday + "What Are You Doing Here?" Quiz

Tagged by @g0dspeeed and @inafieldofdaisies

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @direwombat @derelictheretic @shallow-gravy @strangefable @strafethesesinners @josephslittledeputy @purplehairsecretlair @deputyash @afarcryfrommymain @depyotee @voidika @onehornedbeast @softtidesworld @snake-in-the-garden @nightbloodbix @adelaidedrubman @wrathfulrook @chazz-anova @cassietrn @jacobmybeloved @henbased @carlosoliveiraa @ladyoriza @minilev @vasiktomis @neverthesameneveranother @thewanderer-000 @corvosattano and @vampireninjabunnies-blog

Here's three songs for my other Far Cry The Silver Chronicles stories, known as the following; Call To Arms duology starring Nadi Sinclair, Ain't It A Joy? staring Alexander Khaos and finally No One's Safe At Home starring Gavin Turquoise. The Quiz will be for an OC who appears in A Radioactive Calamity of Love, Bombs & Gore (a Fallout fanfic series). The quiz can be found here.

The Call To Arms fanfic duology of the Call Of Duty Modern Warfare games (at least only one and two, both taking elements from the original and reboot) starring Nadi Sinclair, a sharpshooter and recon for Task Force 141, fighting off terrorists like Makarov alongside her brothers (and sisters) from other misses and misters. This will only be a few years before she eventually leaves and joins the Project at Eden's Gate in Montana, Hope County.

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"Come on

Come on, people Stand tall for the beast of America Lay down like a naked dead body Keep it real for the people workin' overtime They can't stay livin' off the government's dime

Stand tall for the people of America Stand tall for the man next door We are free in the land of America We ain't goin' down like this, come on, now

Come on, people Come on, people Come on, people Ha!

I will be right to you I will be right to you I will be right to you And together we can stand up to the beast."

Ain't It A Joy? is a modern-ish fanfic adaption of the We Happy Few game, starring Alexander Khaos as the main protagonist, as he finds out the lies behind Wellington Wells, the self-proclaimed happiest city of England which is closed from the rest of the country, is in fact nothing more than a cult stuck in a perpetual state of drugged bliss with the inhabitants believing they're clean of atrocities and stuck in a 1940s/60s mindset while being taken advantage of by a pharmaceutical tycoon, Crawford Klaus, as he replays old videos of a TV personality named "Uncle Jack" and supplies the next batches of "Joy"... and the newest variant called "Glee".

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"A brilliant day is dawning A million smiles are forming Our shimmering isles are all enthralled No, there's nothing like conforming

Perish the thought of mourning Did you ignore the warnings? All negative thoughts abhorred "My Lord! Did you take your Joy this morning?"

Ask anybody in Wellington Wells They'll tell you it's terribly swell Delirious denizens swell where there's nary a speck between heaven and hell

They say that the empire fell "Oh, but you never could tell!" You say you remember it well? "You'd better forget it or else!"

Why try to better yourself? Reach for the medical shelf Just take your medicine, death and the pestilence melt into pleasant locales

Another rebellion quelled Dust off your suspenders and belts It's horrendous to dwell, so remember how splendid it felt to surrender yourself The roses we grow have a terrible smell

It's a Joy! It's a Joy (it's a Joy) It's a Joy (it's a Joy) To be among we happy few It's a Joy It's a Joy (it's a Joy) It's a Joy (it's a Joy)!"

No One's Safe At Home is a fanfic set in the Welcome To The Game universe, where the inner circles of "the Ministry" run their illegal activities behind the dark web as it reigns at the top, with constant murder, kidnappings, trafficking of all kinds and the most vile corruption persist in a world where morals are a joke. Until Gavin Turquoise starts going to great lengths in his intent on wiping their repulsive stain out of society and rigging the Game in his favor. In his crusade, he finds a strange child with... the most abnormal abilities. I can't help but laugh at the irony that this feared vigilante eventually becomes a lawyer in Hope County, being a bane to the Project at Eden's Gate and John Seed's existence.

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"As Property Manager, my job is sorting the utilities Disposal of the garbage and the laundering facilities Why would I compile a full report on your activities? I'm just a standard landlord, "Glory to the Ministry"

Lock the doors and close the curtains, hold your breath lest you should speak your sins But you can't keep a secret from the building that you keep it in Befriend your fellow tenants, show a smile and keep it pleasant But know everyone's a friend until you need to turn some people in It's the breathing on the phone, hiding just beneath the tone It's the things that shift when no one's home Well, you may be on your own, but you'll never be alone Yes, we all live here, but it's no one's home

("They're here!")

To get through the day It behoves you to play by the rules and behave Do the state preapprove all the tunes that you play? When alone in a room, well, to whom do you pray?

Assume that your neighbours are moving away When the black van comes in the night And you're numb to the sight Of another fumbling for somewhere to hide As their wife just runs for their life 'Fore the ones with the guns can arrives And they're gone 'fore the Sun can arise To a government provided bunker for some realignment It's just fine, you can trust it's a wonderful time

Just go about your business normally No one's following, I'm not recording Your paranoia is awfully boring According to all of your friends that talk to me

Most importantly, please speak clear when you're broadcasting Your honest thoughts on the law or economy My provided mics are tiny And I can't transcribe properly Should you ever behold Me with my peepers pressed to a keyhole You can trust I'm just checking the tumblers for rust I'm a custodian, not a Ministry mole

Settle in for a night on the couch No questioning what that red light is about Now bleeping on your ceiling since the time you were out It's just a little gaslighting, put aside any doubts

You're fine in your house, so you confide to your spouse any crimes carried out Any tiny amount of new ideas found just a mite out of bounds 'Cause I'm writing them down in a timestamped account

What's it matter, every night or two? If I sneak in, have a rifle through? But depending what I find, well, You'll be faced with another kind of rifle, too

Privacy is the cry of the defiant to compliancy But grease my palm and I might not see Those books they banned from the libraries What do you mean, that's not yours? It appeared one night in your cabinet drawers? I have to report it, I regret But, of course, I could forget

Societal ideals are reliably pliable So the rise of a tyrant becomes entirely viable You will find that the spying is really quite justifiable Why are you crying when it's your blind eye that's liable?

Handy landlord here to fix your ventilation whistling Too many questions and it's not the air that needs conditioning That telephone's not tampered with Of course it isn't listening But were it, it prefers the words: "Glory to the Ministry!"

And last the results from the quiz! From my character:

Ortega "Ore" Brantley (A Radioactive Calamity of Love, Bombs & Gore, a Fallout fanfic series)

Ore has this "hope" that he carries with him. Despite the Wasteland he walks in, just as his sister Ress does, unlike her and their father, he can't help but focus on the beauty that has thrived even after the destruction. He's no fool, the world he lives in is dangerous, and as powerful as he is being a half-human, half-magical-creature-from-another-dimension, there are beings like his father, Arcane Urias, and his lackeys, like Aggravor, who can and will kill him if given the opportunity. Ress is hopeful... hopeful that with his efforts, the Wasteland can heal. That the people he's bonded with can live long content lives. That his sister can appreciate the lives of who she views as "weak" and see the strength these folks have despite the disadvantage they have against the likes of the Super Mutants, Synths and the Occult Urias founded. To see the responsibility to protect these people that they as the "strong" must carry. He hoped he could have seen the day where him, his sister and their companions could just lay down underneath the blue sky one day and just share with each other without the burden of death and destruction hovering over them in a moment of peace. Though he himself never lives to achieve this vision, he at least was glad to look at his sister and reassure her one last time before Aggravor's curse cut his long life short.

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josephseedismyfather · 2 months

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Music (it's not) Monday (anymore)

I was tagged by @inafieldofdaisies for this a few days ago, but I miss it so much, I'm gonna go ahead and do one. It's been a hot minute since I've shared, well, anything really. Thank you for the tag! 🥰

Afflicted.

I love the way you look at me I feel the pain you place inside You lock me up inside your dirty cage While I'm alone inside my mind I like to teach you all the rules I get to see them set in stone I like it when you chain me to the bed But then your secrets never show

I need to feel you You need to feel me I can't control you You're not the one for me, no I can't control you You can't control me I need to feel you So why's there even

I love the way you rake my skin I feel the hate you place inside I need to get your voice out of my head 'Cause I'm that guy you'll never find I think you know all of the rules There's no expressions on your face I hope that someday you will let me go Release me from my dirty cage

I love the way you look at me I love the way you smack my ass I love the dirty things you do I have control of you

Parenesis.

Without a life vest, I'd be stuck again Wish I was much more masculine Maybe then I could learn to swim Like (14 miles away)

Now floating up and down I spin, colliding into sound Like whales beneath me diving down I'm sinking to the bottom of my- Everything that freaks me out The lighthouse beam has just run out I'm cold as cold as cold can be, be

Where is the coastguard? I keep looking each direction For a spotlight, give me something I need something for protection Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine The jetsam sunk, I'm left behind I'm treading for my life, believe me (How can I keep up this breathing?)

Not knowing how to think I scream aloud, begin to sink My legs and arms are broken down With envy for the solid ground I'm reaching for the life within me How can one man stop his ending? I thought of just your face Relaxed, and floated into space

Now waking to the sun I calculate what I had done Like jumping from the bow, yeah Just to prove that I knew how, yeah It's midnight's late reminder of The loss of her, the one I love My will to quickly end it all Sat front row in my need to fall

Into the ocean, end it all

Untitled Johnny WIP.

A friend in need's a friend indeed A friend with weed is better A friend with breasts and all the rest A friend who's dressed in leather A friend in need's a friend indeed A friend who'll tease is better Our thoughts compressed, which makes us blessed And makes for stormy weather

A friend in need's a friend indeed My Japanese is better And when she's pressed, she will undress And then she's boxing clever A friend in need's a friend indeed A friend who bleeds is better My friend confessed she passed the test And we will never sever

Day's dawning, skin's crawling Day's dawning, skin's crawling Day's dawning, skin's crawling Day's dawning, skin's crawling Pure morning Pure morning Pure morning Pure morning

Tagging, with apologies for doubles and no pressure! @wrathfulrook, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @trench-rot, @vampireninjabunnies-blog, @ladyoriza, @cassietrn, @redreart, @hotmessteaparty, @g0dspeeed, @v0idbuggy, @insanityofvaas, @simplegenius042, @malefiquinn, @strangefable, @noodlecupcakes, @chazz-anova, @aristomal, @ocdemon-747, @outlastic, @carlosoliveiraa, @la-grosse-patate, and anybody else who wants to share. Tag me! 😘

#music monday #afflicted: harley & jacob #parenesis: evangeline & joseph #untitled johnny wip #far cry 5 wip #wip playlist #music tag games #spotify #tagged 🖤#Spotify

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captastra · 7 months

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+ Music Monday Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @kyber-infinitygems @marivenah @jillvalentinesday and @madparadoxum <3!! The first snippet for my BG3 victorian au Belle Danse Macabre!

It wasn’t until she was on the road that Everlith read the note and for that she was grateful. The message was brief and straight to the point, but the initials at the bottom of the letter made her blood run cold and she would have needed to sit if she had still been back at the inn. She also would have recognized the handwriting, no matter how many years had passed since she had seen it. On first glance, nothing would have been amiss to any bystander that may have glanced at the note. Certainly the clerk wouldn’t have seen anything wrong with it, a simple greeting and welcome home that any lay person could have been happy to receive. How Everlith wished that was the case. She had half a mind throughout the whole trip to Baldur’s Gate to through the letter out the window and rid herself of its presence, but even she knew that would be folly. No amount of pretending it hadn’t been read and acknowledged would erase what it meant. Something was going on, and someone that should have been long dead knew she was returning home.

And the song that I always listen to while writing this fic!

No pressure tags: @kourumi @poetikat @confidentandgood @theelderhazelnut @shegetsburned @spaceratprodigy @darkfire1177 @euryalex @awhellstothejoe @gayafsatan @bearcina @olliesaurus-rex @poisonedtruth @isobel-thorm @bitchesofostwick @incognito-insomniac @beautiful-delirium @valiantvillain @adelaidedrubman @perhapsrampancy @mxanigel @leviiackrman @eclecticwildflowers @aceghosts @the-grand-king-queen @mybookswerealltome @roofgeese @thisisrigged4 @clonesupport @galaxycunt @kabals-nose-scrunch (and anyone else who has something they want to share :D)

#wip wednesday #music monday #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 au #oc: everlith s'aer #Spotify

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theelderhazelnut · 4 months

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Music Monday Tuesday

Tagged by @thesingularityseries @inafieldofdaisies @bisexualjohnnycage @chadillacboseman @aceghosts @voidika @socially-awkward-skeleton @cassietrn @aceghosts <3 tagging you all back for the next week!

I haven’t participated in ages, but here’s a good ‘ol song which describes the end of “Rise of the Villains: The Shadow” (prequel to Darker than Black) perfectly. It speaks about the time when Atoosa (Ombra) discovers a harsh truth about the cause of the death of her parents and the protector gods especially Raiden, after being a low level servant ar the Sky Temple. That very truth is that the protector gods are involved in a cult which killed her parents and many more innocent people (in that flight incident). However, this is only a portion of the main picture. Atoosa faces a tough decision: take revenge and be free of the chains of their control forever, or linger beside Raiden, and endure the chains of being a good girl who watches her life burning in flames.

Catch me as I fall

Say you're here and it's all over now

Falkus finds me, and tells me what I need to hear. Raiden, the very man I have feelings for, is on the same side with my parents’ murderers. I don’t want to believe it, in fact, I want him to catch me and save me. I want him to say that he is here for me, and that nothing is going to go wrong, so I won’t drown in this pain.

Speaking to the atmosphere

No one's here and I fall into myself

This truth drives me into madness

Well, Raiden doesn’t do it. He’s loyal to his belief, to his mortals. No one is there to save me, and show me only a glimpse of light.

I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away

If I will it all away

There was only one way to stop this pain, and to free my rage. I can’t just sit here watch those vermins walk around and control my fate. I had enough of being a puppet to their will, and have my dreams and hope being taken from me. Yes, there is only one way and that is revenge. I have to be the one to have control over them.

Don't turn away (don't give in to the pain)

I made my decision. I was determined to join Falkus to make them all perish. But Raiden tries to stop me not because he loves me but because he is afraid of my worst.

Don't try to hide (though they're screaming your name)

I don’t want to hide anymore. But Raiden seems to want to protect us all from a known future. (Delia’s prediction about Ombra)

Don't close your eyes (God knows what lies behind them)

I am not going to neglect the reality anymore. Falkus offers me his hand, and opposing to Raiden, he is thrilled by what I am capable of.

Don't turn out the light (never sleep, never die)

And Falkus doesn’t want me to stop.

I'm frightened by what I see

But somehow I know that there's much more to come

Killing each and every one of those cultists is undoubtedly a scary set of flights, and once I take the first step, there will be no turning back. But it will quench my rage, and help me feel better; perhaps even the world.

Immobilized by my fear

And soon to be blinded by tears

However, something called fear is always there. I am willingly choosing to be the bad guy. I am crossing the moral codes my parents carved into the back of my mind. If I take Falkus’s hand and leave everything behind, I will become the exact kid my larents would despise. They wouldn’t want someone as pathetic as me to be their child.

Fallen angels at my feet

Whispered voices at my ear

They beg me to raise this hell, those on whom Raiden sees ugly horns of evil.

Death before my eyes

Lying next to me, I fear

She beckons me, shall I give in?

Upon my end, shall I begin

Forsaking all I've fallen for? I rise to meet the end

Shall I abandon everything behind? Shall I abandon the human in me, and become the monster strong enough to destroy another one?

No pressure tags: @scentedcandleibex @darialovesstuff @strangefable @onehornedbeast @loverofthewindgod @ninibear3000 @nightbloodbix @cassieuncaged @candlewax1 @breakfwest @euryalex @captastra @mintspider and anyone else with something to share!

#Spotify #ombra the ironhead #music monday #mk oc #mortal kombat oc #evanescence #rise of the villains: the shadow #raiden #mk raiden #mk falkus

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finalfantasyvii · 24 days

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*wendy williams voice* monday!!!!!!

#music monday

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wavnic · 5 months

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🎶 I'm so in love with you

And I hope you know

Darling, your love is more than worth its weight in gold

We've come so far, my dear

Look how we've grown

And I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old

Just say you won't let go🎶

#wynonna earp #wayhaught #music monday #waverly earp #nicole haught #waverly x nicole #nicole x waverly #otp #wives #dom pc #kat barrell #bring wynonna home

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inafieldofdaisies · 4 months

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(WIP) Music Monday | Tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton and @cloudofbutterflies92

The rules: Post a song that is relevant to your WIP or inspires it. I’m also including the lyrics.

What you don't see is the line that we've been riding What you don't know won't kill ya but it's trying so hard And I've been feeling caught up I lost the god that's holdin' me down Took shape in the shade, my little wraith Really your call though isn't it, doll? If it's your verdict, who needs proof? I'm going down Tell me what you want, tell me what you need Tell me how I'm supposed to know when all you do is tease So I'll tell you what I want Cause I know what you see While I'm stuck here under you Go ahead and bury me

There's one thing on my mind And that's the hunger I feel inside You will be mine It's in my nature to be cold And this wild thing ain't getting old I can stalk you in the dead of night I can hunt you by the purest light There's no escaping when you're in my sights 'Cause i'm a perfect killer by design I will eat you alive 'Cause i'm addicted to the prey

Do you wanna put up a fight? Or do you wanna get out alive? Everybody is picking a side and this can only end one way Would you get the Devil this dance? Would you be a part of his plans? Now you got some blood on your hands Well, this can only end one way If you wanna go, this is how it goes If you wanna roll, heads are gonna roll If you wanna play, we can play all day But we play, play dirty, play dirty If you wanna live, gonna have to kill If you wanna win, blood is gonna spill If you wanna play, we can play all day But we play, play dirty, play dirty

Tagging, @direwombat @strangefable @adelaidedrubman @florbelles @unholymilf @carlosoliveiraa @onehornedbeast @fourlittleseedlings @josephslittledeputy @trench-rot @purplehairsecretlair @macs-babies @marivenah @madparadoxum @voidika @theelderhazelnut @cassietrn @nightbloodbix @aceghosts @clicheantagonist @g0dspeeed @dumbassdep @strafethesesinners @simplegenius042 @corvosattano @thesingularityseries and anyone that would like to share some tunes this week <3

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simplegenius042 · 1 month

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Music Monday

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @shallow-gravy @direwombat @derelictheretic @adelaidedrubman @g0dspeeed @nightbloodbix @carlosoliveiraa @corvosattano @cloudofbutterflies92 @chazz-anova @voidika @onehornedbeast @softtidesworld @minilev @titiagls @wrathfulrook @afarcryfrommymain @aceghosts @turbo-virgins @deputyash @purplehairsecretlair @florbelles @inafieldofdaisies @josephseedismyfather @josephslittledeputy @ladyoriza @megraen @skoll-sun-eater @snake-in-the-garden @starsandskies @thewanderer-000 @strafethesesinners @strangefable @la-grosse-patate and @shellibisshe + anyone else who is interested. Here's the taglist for those who wish to be continued to tagged or not.

Songs for Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, Life, Despair & Monsters and A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore. Music below the cut.

Vega, my Fallout 76 OC, is one of the "Residents" of Vault 76. Originally a settlement planner, she is now on a quest of revenge against the other residents of Vault 76 for "wrongfully" leaving her behind in the vault. Truthfully nobody wanted to deal with her bullshit and didn't want to wait on her when they had a job they'd been waiting 25 years to do, so they left her to sleep in (because she had a bit wee too much to drink during the night of Reclamation Day), thinking she'd catch up to them later. Vega did not take it likely. She also has a particularly concerning obsession with Vault 76's Overseer, viewing the older woman as her rival (even if the Overseer views Vega as merely a minor annoyance at best and always poking holes in Vega's delusions). This song pretty much sums up Vega's POV regarding the Overseer (and her fellow Vault 76's Residents).

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"Oh, wherever you go You know I will follow you You know I will run to you Oh, the sun and the moon It don't matter what you do You know I will run to you

Can't believe in all this time I'm hurting for you But you feel like hold down The love you give it lift's so high I'm dying for it I'm dying for it And I can't let you go

Hide away, hide away from me Hide away, hide away from me Hide away, hide away from me Or you'll lose, or you'll lose Hide away, hide away from me Hide away, hide away from me Hide away, hide away from me Or you'll lose, or you'll lose

If you hide away I'll hunt you down And follow you to the end of the Earth My heart beats with yours My lungs breathe with yours You're a piece of me I can't hide away

Oh, I'm under your spell I'm making and I'm fading And nobody can see I'm your heartbeat You're part of me

Can't believe in all this time I'm hurting for you But you feel like hold down The love you give it lift's so high I'm dying for it I'm dying for it And I can't let you go

Have a lovely ship song between Mercy Omar-Seed and Carmina Rye (the former is the daughter of Silva Omar and Faith Seed, the latter the daughter of Nick and Kim Rye). While Old Dusk (the WIP of the New Dawn arc) can be quite bleak (not as bleak as Silva's Hope though) due to the circumstances, this relationship is one of the most heartwarming highlights that I've been developing.

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"Let's go below zero and hide from the sun I'll love you forever where we'll have some fun Yes, let's hit the North Pole and live happily Please don't cry no tears now, it's Christmas, baby

My snowman and me, hey My snowman and me Baby

Don't cry snowman, don't you fear the sun Who'll carry me without legs to run, honey? Without legs to run, honey? Don't cry snowman, don't you shed a tear Who'll hear my secrets if you don't have ears, baby? If you don't have ears, baby?

I want you to know that I'm never leaving Because I'm Mrs. Snow, 'til death we'll be freezing Yeah, you are my home, my home for all seasons So come on let's go."

Imagine being amongst a group of individuals who have been brutally mutilated, experimented on or in general fucked over by the same short dude who's not only from another dimension and can travel through it to other worlds, but also runs a cult-like science organization dead-set on ruining humanity's life to help them "evolve" and laugh at their despair... well, that's the crux of Life, Despair & Monsters, a group of individuals, some of whom sure weren't the greatest (but still didn't deserve what happened to them), whose lives were negatively and irreversibly impacted by that of one Sir Enigma Malvolio and his Ruins of the Midnight Rise. All because he wanted to see how humans could cope with erratically spontaneous and disastrous change to their livelihoods.

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"You say I'm craving hope in this darkness You say I'm just a joke, just a joke

Shivers my spine so much Swimming in the river styx too much They try to let go of us But the truth is... Once you're in then You're one of us

Truth is... Once you're in then You're one of us One of us Truth is once you're in then You're one of us

My darling in fire My darling rolls in fire You liar You say my darling rolls in fire, in fire You say my darling burns in fire You're a liar."

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