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literalite · 7 months
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if its not too late ✨ for redacted or anyone honestly
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redacted and manny pluto in✨ 50s astro-futurism
UM 😭 like they look cool idk i feel like this cycled itself into cyberpunk. i swear i tried- but yes manny comes along for the ride do not separate etc etc. i kind of wanna recolour that hair even though he'll never use it again his hair is brown not black, okay i am nitpicking. maybe
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arielmagicesi · 1 year
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as hard as it may seem to believe, just because a film has Janelle Monae in it doesn’t mean it’s a deep and meaningful film that’s deconstructing modern society. Glass Onion can just be a fun silly murder mystery with exciting little twists that says “Elon Musk is an idiot” and nothing more in the “theme and message” section, and I think that’s fine. but yes Janelle Monae is in it which elevates it to Film That Has Janelle Monae In It
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mcondance · 11 months
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come close; hobie brown
getting high and talking about anarchy with some old 90's shit playing is a crazy way to fall for someone. but it happens.
pairing hobie brown x Black!afab!fem! reader
contents lots of weed, different terms for weed (mary jane, cess), talks of killing politicians (y’all r both anarchists so.), masturbation (both you and hobie), making out, fingering, riding, missionary, mating press, creampie, unprotected sex (they're horny man dwbi), dirty talk, cervix kissing, lotsssss of praise, porn with plot (sorry i love plot 🙏🏾)
words 4.7k.. back on my longer fic shit!
warnings reader wears lipgloss, barely proofread so if you see any mistakes pls shoot me an ask!, umm i use the n word once!, i’m also,, not that great at writing his voice yet so.. hope it’s at least sorta accurate :3
extras the form i wrote this in is kinda,, unique igs but it flows rlly well i feel.
song shoutouts special thanks to lipstick lover by janelle monae, come close by common and mary j. blige, and green eyes by erykah badu!
signing off happy father’s day to hobie 🫶🏾
not quite plug!hobie, but hobie who always has weed, who you smoke with the first time you buy from him.
you usually don’t smoke with randoms, but you hear some old 90's rap playing from inside his car, and he invites you in when you comment on it.
"what you know bout this?" you ask with a smile.
"a lot, actually. you wanna smoke and listen?"
not quite plug!hobie who's fine as fuck as he sits opposite you in his ride, tall and darkskin with cool ass hair. wild ass accent and even wilder style, but he makes it work. his music taste adds on to his overall allure.
but his political views? god. the charm in the shape of a little 'a' surrounded by a circle hanging from his mirror lets you know that he ain't like these other niggas.
he's an anarchist. so far, you're the only anarchist you know. it's so rare to find someone who has the same values as you.
not quite plug!hobie who's car you leave with music recs clumsily typed into your notes, and someone to talk about politics with, though you're too shy to text the pretty boy with the good weed, so you're sure it'll never happen.
not quite plug!hobie who texts you when you get home to make sure you arrived safely.
"driving while high ain't safe, ya know? you at home?"
"i've done it before. i made it home."
not quite plug!hobie who's so nice to you, complimenting your outfits and hair, even noticing when you meet him the 3rd time with a new style.
not quite plug! hobie who you find out has been giving you discounts when your friends ask if you ever bought from him after their recommendation, and you run them in on the details. you think it’s just cause y’all smoked the first time you ever bought from him and you bonded over political views and music. you don’t think nothing else of it.
not quite plug!hobie who you find yourself thinking about more and more often, ever since that first time y'all smoked together.
not quite plug!hobie who finds himself in the same predicament.
not quite plug!hobie who answers the door on your 6th buy in a pair of red sweats and a tight white t-shirt that hugs his lanky frame, hair tied up with a blue shoe string. he invites you into his crib, citing reasons of having no one else to talk to about his views with. after all, it's the first time you both have time to sit and talk and listen to music instead of a quick deal since that first time.
not quite plug!hobie who you get faded as fuck with, this time sharing a joint on his janky couch, heavy hands brushing against each other with each pass. he tries to ignore the aching in his very core every time you speak your mind, your aligning politics driving him crazy.
you mirror him, shaking off the.. arousal?.. no, it can't be. you can't be getting all heated just cause a man is an anarchist. whatever. just ignore it.
not quite plug!hobie who laughs when you tell him straight up, “people aren’t killing politicians anymore. that’s our fuckin’ problem.”
"really? you're wild. but i get it."
"course you do." you nod, taking another drag of the joint. erykah badu's "green eyes" is playing quietly in the background of your convo. hobie starts laughing.
"what?" you smile.
"song's called green eyes, right? well we got red eyes." it's corny and wouldn't be funny if you two weren't high as shit, but you are high as shit, so it's fucking hilarious.
not quite plug!hobie who's eyes linger on you as he pulls laugh after laugh out of your chest with his snarky little jokes.
not quite plug!hobie who walks you to your car after your smoke session, telling you to get home safely. he passes out after his head hits the bed, that after smoke sleep being some of the best he's ever had. he tries to chase you out of his mind as he succumbs to the cess.
not quite plug!hobie who lights a joint and then pulls his dick out the next day, hard and heavy, and strokes it thinking about his pretty little client— friend? whatever — hips stuttering as he wraps his hand around his thick base. he's tried to shake you off, went all day distracting himself with this and that, but it's not working.
not quite plug!hobie who cums in white spurts splattering on his chest to the thought of making you cum in a room filled with smoke, some old r&b playin as he dicks you down the way he's been wanting to since the first time your pretty ass came to him asking for some weed. he wants you bent over on the end of his bed, eyes low and red while he fills you up and fucks you good, gives you his dick like he feels you so rightfully deserve.
not quite plug!hobie who you seriously can't stop thinking of. last night's smoke session has you on edge, so you light another joint, but weed always gets you horny, so when you slip your fingers into your panties and touch yourself to the thought of the pretty darkskin boy with the piercings and cool hair pushing his fat cock into your pretty hole, you blame it on the mary jane sitting pretty in your veins.
the fault lies in the mary jane for making you think about him laid on top of you, talking you through it as he damn near kisses your cervix, his wiry hands roaming your body. the fault lies in the mary jane for having your legs shaking, imagining your pretty plug folding you in half and ruining you, leaving you and your cunt sore and satisfied and dripping his cum.
not quite plug!hobie who cleans up while telling himself that he can't do this again, that you're not interested in him.
not quite plug!hobie who you block out of your mind as you shower. what you did wasn't right. it won't happen again.
not quite plug!hobie who you don’t buy from for a minute, cause you’re trying to stop smoking so much, for a while. you still keep in contact with him, though. daily texts, funny memes, and of course talks of anarchy. one day, you call him “bee” instead of hobie, and it sticks. he likes it.
not quite plug!hobie… who you fuck yourself to again, this time slipping three fingers inside your greedy cunt to satiate the need for him. it’s almost every night, and it’s a different fantasy every time. 
in the backseat of his car, bent over on his counter, pressed into his couch cushions. your head pressing into your pillows while visions of hobie’s lips pressed to your ear praising you endlessly for being his good girl and taking him so well torment you. you’re insatiable, but when you text you have to pretend like you don’t want his piercing scraping against your clit as he eats you like a man starved.
not quite plug!hobie who has the same dilemma as you.. he can’t even go a couple of hours without growing hard in his sweats, glimpses of you spread out on his bed with your thighs thrown over his shoulders, or you face down ass up, sobbing in pure ecstasy. it’s not made better by y’all’s constant texting, more and more of your personality being revealed to him each day.
you both share one brain, really. and that one brain finds each other attractive, of course, but it’s not just that. it’s not just pure lust. you two have more in common than anyone you’ve ever met, and that sinks ache and want so deep into you that every night and day is spent trying to rid yourselves of it.
not quite plug!hobie who you buy from again almost two weeks later, two weeks that were filled with funny conversations and deep discussions of politics through text. two weeks that solidify the growing feelings you have for each other. this time, he’s wearing a pair of blue sweats and a tight black tee, and his hair is tied up just like the first time you came to his house. this time, brandy’s playing throughout his crib.
you’ve only known each other for about two months, but it feels like longer, for the both of you. you take your seat on the couch as he grabs his stash and his papers, pulling out one paper to roll up.
not quite plug!hobie who sits a little bit closer than he did last time. he smells good. your head is swimming already. 
not quite plug!hobie who lights up and then lets you take the first hit, watching you wrap your glossy lips around the joint like he doesn’t wish they were wrapped around his dick instead. you pass the joint to him and settle onto the couch, raking your eyes over his lanky frame, and what you swear is a hard-on. no way. it has to be the weed. 
he settles back onto the couch too, extending his long arms on the back. his arm comes up behind your head, and you rest your head on it, smiling dopily when he directs his hazy gaze your way. his playlist must have ended. you're left with him and your thoughts.
“you’re funny, you know?” he says through a breath of smoke, passing the joint to you.
“yeah?” you reply, hitting it again. “everyone tells me i’m just corny.”
“you’re not corny. you’re pretty hilarious, if i’m bein’ honest.” 
and there it is again.
not quite plug!hobie whose words light that fire in you again, the fire that you’ve been dousing every night for the past two fucking weeks. fuck, not here. not now. you grab the joint from him in an attempt to push more weed into your system to flush him out, but you meet his pretty fuckin’ brown eyes and they’re low and his lips looks so good and he smells so good and suddenly you’re asking not quite plug who you’re two seconds away from fucking!hobie why he’s been charging you less than everyone else who buys from him and why he invited you into his car and into his house, twice.
and not quite plug who really wants to kiss you right now!hobie can’t even joke and twist his way out of this one. he’s tired of cumming alone to the thought of you. the worst you can do is leave. but the best? god, so many things.
“'s cause i think you’re pretty. n' i really wanna kiss you right now.”
“then do it.”
not quite plug!hobie who tastes like weed and chocolate. the hand that was resting on the back of the couch finds it’s way to the small of your back, fingers drawing nonsensical shapes into it. your hands find his knee and his neck as you press your lips into his. you slide closer to him, and then he’s using the hand resting on your back to push you into his lap, hands settling on your hips as you settle above him, your hands circling around his neck.
“how long?” you ask between kisses.
“since the day you walked up to my car.” he responds quietly, cheeks heating up with embarrassment. he’s quick to trap your lips again.
god, he is hard. and he’s big, you can feel him pressing against the inside of your thigh. you hold your tongue, figuring you could deal with that later. right now, you just need to get out what you’ve been keeping in since the day you two met and you spotted the little ‘a’ hanging from his mirror.
the kiss grows deeper and he grows a little less shy, starting to use his hands gripping your waist to grind you against him. heat floods you when you realize that he's pulling you onto his cock, pressing your cunt against him, separated by the fabric of his sweats and your shorts.
you find his rhythm, falling into the pattern of his soft pushes and presses, a gentle lull of bodies moving against each other that makes you even more comfortable than you already are. soft little groans escaping the both of you, mixing with the smoke and infatuation in the air.
he lets you move the way you want, lithe fingers tracing up your back, hovering over where your hair falls onto your neck. he keeps kissing you for a minute, seemingly frozen. but then he's pulling away to speak, "can i- can i touch your hair?"
you stop moving with a smile. you nod. "yeah. thanks for asking." you kiss him again.
"course, love." he nods, and then he kisses you again. his long fingers snake into your hair, gently and softly. he strokes his hands through your locks, in time with your kisses and the movements of your hips that have started again. hands migrating from his neck, sliding down his chest, laying flat-palmed. your fingers slide under his tee, curling and gripping to pull him ever closer to you.
not quite plug!hobie who could kiss you forever. you could too, but you want more. you need him. so you pull away just a little, murmur "can feel you against me." chills rack through him at your words.
"i know. 'm so hard, darlin'." he pushes his hips up just a little, drawing a muffled whine from you.
"been wantin' you so bad.." you trail off. hobie takes it upon himself to move his hands from your hair to the waistband of your shorts, eyes fixed on yours, watching your every move. you nod, giving him permission to snake his fingers into your shorts, fingers that are met with no resistance.
"no panties? did'ya plan this, doll?" he smiles, slim fingers exploring your wetness, doing what he can with the limited space.
"mhm." you shake your head. "'s more comfortable." he hums in agreement. he circles your clit with his middle finger, dipping towards your entrance to collect more slick. you push down against his fingers, causing him to have to crane his wrist to reach you.
"can we take these off? can't touch you the way i wanna." you blush, averting your eyes to focus on the hand that disappears into your shorts.
"yeah." you breathe shakily, standing up and letting hobie pull them down your legs, hands on his shoulders as balance. your shirt is long, and it falls down to give you some modesty. hobie throws your shorts somewhere behind you before he leans back, giving you space to sit back down.
he looks so fucking good, brown eyes staring at you like you hung the stars in the sky. he reaches out for you, pulling you back into his lap by your hips. his hand disappears under your shirt while his lips find yours again, exploring you more freely this time.
"so wet, doll." he murmurs between one kiss and another, smiling when you whine. his fingers move at different speeds, pressing in different areas and circling at different speeds until he finds a combination that makes you jolt against him, whining "bee."
"thaaaaat's it, love." this time, you don't return your lips to his, instead tucking your head into his neck as you hump shamelessly against his hand, his cock pressing hard and heavy against your thigh. "keep going, baby," he urges, "show me how it feels."
and you do. you shiver and shake and whine and groan in pleasure, pressing kisses in his brown skin as he touches you the way he touched himself thinking about.
not quite plug!hobie who presses his thumb into your clit, sliding his hand farther down to tease your drooling hole. "'s wet, love. g'na feel so good 'round me." you moan loudly at that, at the thought of your fantasies coming true. you cant your hips down, sliding down his fingers until they're seated inside you, stroking gently at your sensitive walls.
pulling them out softly, he curls his fingers, twisting his wrist as you whine and mouth at his neck. "'s okay. you can bite." he nods, catching onto what you were holding yourself back from. you still don't, resign to licking and sucking instead.
until his fingers catch the spongy spot inside you, and your teeth are sinking into the column. "fuck," you damn near shout, pushing yourself onto his hand. he groans in response, pleased to be pleasing you and indulging in the pain you inflict on him. thumb on your clit and fingers playing with that spot, he brings his other hand from your hip to your hair to soothe you, to ground you.
it's sweet, really, his hand in your hair while the other one touches you the way you've been dreaming of. coos and hums meet your ears, soft sounds of affirmation egging you on to let yourself get lost in the pleasure he delivers you. arousal steadily dripping out of your hole, hobie's fingers sliding easier and easier inside you until he can pull out and slip right back in.
"you're so pretty, dove, fuckin' dreamgirl." he murmurs, staring down at your pretty face, arched eyebrows turned down in ecstasy, lips parted. the praise takes you closer and closer to the edge, his deep voice reverberating throughout your entire being, the pangs of arousal in your clit growing harder and faster. you're close.
you're so goddamn close to cumming for a boy you just wanted to buy from. his long fingers reach deep, deeper than you could ever even dream of. “hobie- i- i’m g’na-” you stutter against his neck, hips stuttering against his fingers.
“‘s okay, love, cum. i’m right here.” the rubber band snaps, and you're tightening your thighs around his hand while you shake and shiver, eyes closed tight with soft whines of "hobie, god it feels so good" tumbling from your lips. you tighten around his fingers, too, squeeze him so tight he winces, cause he just knows you're gonna feel so good wrapped around him. he pushes that thought away, though, focused on helping you ride out your orgasm.
fingers pressing into your clit and that spot inside you, he makes sure to milk every last second of your climax, eyes fixed on your ethereal features. aftershocks still racking through you, you finally open your eyes, and he takes it as a sign to gently pull his fingers out of you and wipe them on his sweats, and you shudder at the feeling.
"that was. . so much better than i imagined. n' i imagined it being pretty good." you smile and giggle, placing a kiss on his neck. he laughs in response, raising his eyebrows at your confession.
"bet i'm a better fuck than you imagined, too." the air in the room shifts again, and suddenly you're aware of his cock pressed against your thigh through his sweats again.
"bet you are."
you raise up, kissing him again as your hands find the waistband of his sweats and invite themselves in, meeting his dick that's been hard since you first sat down on his couch. "and i'm the one who planned this? you're free-balling." you murmur against his lips, and he mirrors your words from earlier.
"'s more comfortable, 's all— fuck." he's cut off when you pull his cock out of his sweats and run your finger over his pretty brown tip, dipping into his slit. his hips thrust up, chasing your soft hand. "g'na drive me crazy." he almost whines, jerking against you when you swipe your thumb against his aching tip again.
"just returnin' the favor." you shoot back, raising up to hover over him, swiping his leaking dick through your wetness. he wraps his hand around his thick base, moving in time with your teasing strokes. "you're big." you groan, hesitating to seat yourself on him.
"i know, doll, you can take it though. we'll make you take it." he speaks into your clothed chest, muffled and horny, and you’re sure he means what he says. you drip even more at his words, sticky slick wetting his fat tip.
not quite plug!hobie whose hands are on your hips as you sink down onto his pretty dick, whining into his neck as he encourages you. “you got it, baby, you’re takin’ me so well. god, she’s so wet.”
"she— fuck that's so hot," you moan, eyes rolling back at his words.
"mhm?" he hums.
you don't respond, too busy focusing on his fat cock pushing into you, focusing on the way you both make it fit, exactly like he said you would. finally, he bottoms out, your thighs resting against his sweats.
"g' job, babe. knew you could take me." you jolt against him, his heady words sending another pang of arousal straight to where you two meet.
not quite!plug hobie who you tell to move, raising your hips up as he pulls out, meeting him in the middle as he fills you back up. his hips slot against yours again, and his big chocolate eyes are fixed on yours, gazing upon you in adoration, while your eyes are fixed on where he disappears into you.
"so big, feels s'good. ." you whisper, meeting his gaze. the look in his eyes has chills running down your spine as you raise your hips again, choosing to connect your lips with his again. hobie starts to find a rhythm, now, wrapping his long arms around your waist. you swap spit with him as his hips meet your ass, taking over.
body bouncing with each of his thrusts into your pussy, arms wrapped around his neck. his lips slipping against yours, plump and wet. you both take it slow, basking in the feeling of finally being like this with someone you've wanted since you first saw them.
he fills you up so nicely, thick cock nestled in your achy walls, leaking tip just barely kissing your cervix as he thrusts just a bit harder and you push down a little more.
"y'feel me, darlin? 'm all the way in, at the end of you, god, 'm g'na make you mine." he babbles in pleasure, pushing his hips up even harder. still soft, but firm, and deliberate.
you nod against his lips, hand resting on his cheek. "feel you, bee, feel you in my fuckin' stomach, i swear." you feed off of him and he feeds off of you, kissing and slapping your hips against the others, wild and wanting. "fuckin' me so good, bee, makin' me yours."
"makin' me yours, doll, pussy's squeezin' me like she don't w'na let go."
"don't wanna let go, wan' you so bad." you confess, bringing your ass down onto his cock again. "i— fuck," you sob. his cock curves just right, and with his tip pressing against your spot now, hobie's found new determination.
"that it?" he asks, making sure to keep hitting that spongy patch of skin with every thrust, sheathing his cock in your wet heat.
"'s it, hobie, feels so good, shit." the high has worn off by now, leaving pure emotions and desire driving you two. you get tight around him again, cunt pulsing with every slam of his hips against yours. you feel so good around him, so tight and wet.
"'m g'na—, you're gonna make me cum, bee."
he moves one hand from around your waist at that, sliding between you two to toy with your clit, thumb rubbing wild shapes against the throbbing bud.
"fuck," you cry, grinding against his thumb and down onto his dick.
"you close again, doll? wan' you to wet me up, ma'me a mess," he encourages, big brown eyes fixed on yours like they've been the whole night.
"'m so close, bee, wanna cum for you, wanna wet you up."
"then do it." he mirrors your words from earlier, and the pleasure pulsing through your veins and infatuation swirling around in your blood gets to be too much, and you cum on his cock, still slamming your hips down onto him, meeting his thrusts in the middle. "thaaaat's it, doll." you hear hobie praise through the fog in your mind, bounces turned to messy grinds as you get all tight around him, cumming hard.
"y'alright, love?" he asks, moving your hair out of your face.
"mhm. w'na go again, you haven't come yet." he chuckles at your words, wrapping both hands around your waist and kissing you again.
"lay back, love." he murmurs against your lips, flipping you onto the couch. your back meets the smooth fabric as he lays you down, pulling his tee and his sweats off. you follow suit, stripping your shirt off and throwing it somewhere behind his couch. his watchful eyes fall on your face, then your tits, then your cunt, taking your body in for the first time.
he finds his place on top of you, balancing himself on his elbows as he kisses you again. he reaches down, but you stop him. "lemme do it," you urge, replacing his hand. you line him up with your sopping entrance, nodding twice to tell him to push in.
the stretch is so fucking good, his cock bullying it's way into your tight cunt again.
"fuck, that's it," he curses, watching your face as he seats himself in your once again.
"so deep. ." you trail off, looking down at your stomach, and oh fuck, no way.
"hobie, hobes, look," you urge, and he points his gaze to where you're looking.
"oh, love, look at that. can see myself, right there," he presses down on the bulge he creates, ripping a broken moan straight from your throat.
"fuck me, please," you sob, squirming under him. he nods, understanding, and finds his rhythm easier this time, lean hips slapping against you. your body jolts up the couch with every thrust, choppy whines of nonsensical sentences leaving your mouth.
not quite plug who's absolutely pussydrunk!hobie can't get enough of your cunt, the way you squeeze him oh so tight, the wet squelches of your heat drawing him further into madness. he needs to go deeper, needs to fuck you harder, so he raises up, throwing your legs over his shoulders, leaning back down to bury his cock deep inside you.
"baby, fuck." it's a gritted groan, head rolling back onto the couch as he mouths at your neck, licking and biting at your heated skin. his thrusts are slow and firm, dick kissing your cervix, the slaps sounding out through his living room.
you're both quiet this time around, too blissed out to do anything but fuck, allowing yourselves to succumb to pleasure. every inch of his cock fills you, driving you crazy, driving him crazy too. it's intimate, his lips on your neck, your fingers palming at his back, limbs tangled together. and you can feel it building up in you again.
"'m g'na cum, hobes." he moves one of his arms, bringing his thumb down to rub at your clit, still mouthing at your neck. he lets it happen this time, doesn't urge you or change anything he's doing, and you coast into your climax so gratifyingly that you almost cry, squeezing him tight once again. now, your focus is on making him cum.
"wan' you to cum, hobes."
"gotta pull out, love. we ain' even put a rubber on." he realizes.
"no you don't. 'm clean. jus' fill me up, please." in your right mind, you wouldn't let him, but you're not in your right mind, and neither is he. so he cums with a groan, shaking as he spills pressed against your cervix.
the air's.. different now, satisfied and calm. you both lay there for a while, until hobie's picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom to clean you up.
after, he lights another joint that you two share tucked under his covers, hugged up like a couple.
not quite plug!hobie holds you as you both fall asleep.
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midnightdevotion · 2 years
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Not sure if it was seen or not… if so my bad!! But if you’re still doing the pick a song writing challenge, I’d love to see one with “Make Me Feel” by Janelle Monae with Tom “Iceman” Kazansky 😍😍😍 thank you in advance!!!
Yes! sorry for the delay in getting to this! work was busier than normal which I usually use the slow time at work to pound out some writing :')
Also I adore this gif of ice (maybe it's just me but like what else those fingers do ya know)
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Iceman is a straight forward man, you- well you're more awkward about expressing your emotions. It's not intentional, you just have a harder time expressing how you feel.
Ice, however, wasn't use to people being less outspoken about how they feel. He adores you, and he tells you every chance he gets, but he's starting to worry maybe you don't feel the same as he does.
It has the poor man confused, he even goes to goose to get some help. He swears he's pulling out all of the stops, bringing you flowers, spontaneously dancing with you, ya know all the things he thinks you'd like. He's about one more day away from serenading you at this point, something he'd swear he'd never do after he saw Maverick make a fool of himself.
So when you walk into your living room to see him twiddling with something, usually a nervous tick of his you can't help but to ask what's wrong.
"do you feel the same way about me?" and it shocks you to your core, because you are head over heels for this man.
"I- of course I do- All the feelings I have for you can't even be explained, but I can try" and he's looking over at you with a worried look.
"You make me feel powerful, and tender all at once, its emotional, sexual bender sometimes I feel like it messed with my head but god there's no way I want it to stop. You make me feel everything all at once and it's overwhelming but so so good. It's so so good, so fucking real." and you are embarrassed when you see the shock on his face, so yeah maybe you should've thought it out before speaking but you had to tell him your feelings.
"Oh thank god, because thats how you make me feel too" and yeah your going to do better about letting the man before you know how he's making you feel, and how great it is.
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shizuostrans · 1 month
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Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. Then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals. 💌
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK GAME!!!
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(sorry one of them is a direct link tumblr won't let me embed despite removing © + i don't believe in spotify and dl/sync all my music instead and some of them just... aren't coming up??)
1) treason! animals by franz ferdinand
2) lecher bitch by genitorturers
3) seikatsu by syrup16g
4) sally ride by janelle monae
5) jump over yourself (papapayapa remix) by stephanie
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gojover · 2 months
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HI so sorry to drop in randomly ( • ᴖ • 。) but I wanted to add that if you like Janelle Monae I think you might like Victoria Monet as well!!! And if you liked Sesame umm, well I actually have no recs about that one I don't even remember how it ended up on my playlist eheh...
don't be sorry at all! you're always welcome in my askbox!! def will check victoria monet out too, thank you so much for the rec!!
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gaywatch · 1 year
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it was disorientating to go from laughing along with your latest mdzs video to going on twitter and seeing thousands of voices anti-lgbtq this pride. It's so bad this year, I can barely find tweets that aren't being drowned out by hate. Thank you for uploading your videos and being a positive space for lgbtq, I had to re-watch some videos to feel better.
Oh ever since Elon """""free speech"""" Musk took over the bird place, it's become safe for no one except asshat loudmouths. I would not recommend it at all for Pride stuff, leave that for curated Tumblr/Discord/Youtube spaces. (If you've gotta do Twitter, rely on your feed and not hashtags...which you've likely realized by now but I thought I'd mention it just in case, lol.)
I'm so sorry they got you down, especially during Pride. May I offer you some queer Youtube content in this trying time? Consider it a little care package. <3 Booktuber recaps the romance novel buddy reads she did with her girlfriend (and her girlfriend is in the video)
One of my fave writing Youtubers just gave us a great vid on sapphic reading recs
My favorite music reaction girlie's old video reacting to sapphic anthem Strangers by Halsey feat. Lauren Jauregui, this is great for a laugh and also her impeccable ally attitude
Troye Sivan's music video from last year, featuring more queerness per square mile than San Francisco and New York combined
Janelle Monae's latest music video, giving Troye a run for his money but in sapphic vibes
Love you <3
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jove999 · 4 months
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Spell your url ✧˖°.
Spell out your URL using song titles that can describe your muse/OC, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL!
Thank you for tagging me @ilikedetectives 😳💕😘 I know It's super late sorry I was busy lol but I love music and I'd love to try this one!
Oh man, Finding songs for my assassin muses? hell yeah It will be fun (Tho My url is very short but I'll try to squeeze in good songs as much as possible)
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J Jasmine - jai paul
I Love the Yearnings™ in the lyrics of this song, though the singer is a boy lol. I'd interpret this song as Randvi's yearning for Eivor? I like to think of them as not just wholesome couple with a wholesome mind, I always want to explore the dark and jealous side of randvi's mind and this song kinda matches the vibe? Also what a great song. Yay jai paul
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O Only Have Eyes 42 - janelle monae
Bruh This song is about poly relationship and boy do I love my lesbian assissins polycule. I can see this song as about kass x eivor x randvi? Yeah. I want them to have some fun! (Tho the polycules in real life kinda scares me off if I think about it happens to me!!💀💦)! and I love janelle monae... man, HER
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V Voodoo Child (Slight Return) - jimi hendrix
Damn, Look at the lyrics. It reminds me of havi right away. The mightiness singer might have feel in this song, Not just the power of moving an actual mountains like a god, But the manipulation they can wield towards people around them like a god. I want havi herself to felt like this all the time. I want her to be (Yes I'll keep calling havi! odin as her) an arrogant and mean and powerful, manipulative god. This lyrics very much fits the vibe of havi. plus This song's guitar riff is crazy (As it should be!)
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E Eclipse - Pink floyd
Hehe. Kassandra vibe. She really went through it all in her two thousand years of life, wasn't she. This song feels like a hymn for her life! amazing song. amazing album.
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9 9 to 5 - Dolly parton
Bruh This is 😭 This is kass..This is kass You can see the vision, right?? lol She's the oldest salaryman on earth, I've been telling for years. She's working 9 to 5, no overtime pay, Barely a vacation...Where was the union when she needed one...Dolly please save her
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And I think this is it. I know there are two more nines in my url but I want you to understand that my quota for bullshitting has run out for today. I can only bullshitting 5 times a day I need coffee
It was very fun! Feel free to do it yourself, guys. Thank you for reading😁💖
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spacemountainvanity · 11 months
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🎶✨️when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)🎶✨️
you interact with the bry?! You interact with the bry on their blog!? (thank you for sending lol). also, sorry im gonna tell a little detail about the songs because i ... cant help but be long winded sorry guys
Depeche Mode - Personal Jesus: funny story about this one. when i went to see duran for the second time, i brought an irl with me. afterwards we walked back to our job together and sat outside to wait for her mom to pick us up. while we were sitting she asked if i listened to depeche mode and i said i'd only ever heard one song and couldnt remember which one it was, so she played this song for me and i havent been able to stop listening to it since. Its one of those everyday little moments that sticks in your memory, you know?
Duran Duran - Pressure Off: absolute hype song i listen to this whenever i need an energy boost tbh. also have claimed it as a queer anthem because... listen to it. They got Janelle Monae on the track. Cmon. anyway, I keep getting told i need to do performance by people irl and i should get into amateur drag, so im trying to put together a show to this, actually
Midge Ure - The Man Who Sold The World: i feel like this makes it REALLY clear which MGS game is the only one ive ever watched. Please dont roast me too hard for this, but i actually prefer this version to the original
Bauhaus - Double Dare: when i started getting more into goth music, the name that kept coming up was always Bauhaus. actually, their first song that i heard was Bela Lugosi's Dead, but its so long i rarely find myself with the energy to listen to it oops. i actually listened to this one before i heard Dark Entries (another fav), but i immediately forgot the name of the song. it got stuck in my head though and i spent forever trying to find it... only to find it immediately on a best of compilation.
Bastille - Good Grief: another duran concert story. they opened for duran alongside Nile Rodgers & Chic last time i saw them (we missed most of Chic's set though 😔). i had only heard a few bastille songs, mostly their hits, but when this song started i found myself learning the chorus real quick and i couldnt help but sing along lol
i'll be sending this along to followers and mutuals, but if yall see this on your dash and want to do this please take it as an open invitation to do so!! thank you guys again teehee
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t4yce · 1 year
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Hello! I loved this week’s episode (even though I’m still upset about what gets lost in the shorter format). I love the reading challenge and I adore sewing challenges. I wish we could have seen more of the reading challenge for sure. I was also so excited to see Janelle Monae as the guest judge. Such a big fan!
Would you be able to do any of Janelle in Untucked? Her talking about how she sees sci-fi and androids as a metaphor for Blackness and queerness was really moving.
Thank you for all you do! After each week I look forward to seeing your beautiful gifs and reliving all the best/most iconic moments.
hello!! just noticed i forgot to link the finished set back here sorry about that but here you go [x] but yess i really loved that ep too, it almost changed my opinion on s15 (...and then this week happened lol) and i agree, i would've loved to have seen more of the reading challenge too; i was hoping they'd include some of the unaired reads in untucked like they did last year but they just replayed one they'd already shown 🤦🏻‍♀️
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shysimblr · 1 year
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🎵 pick a song for each letter of your URL 🎶
thank you @pixelglam for tagging me! I like a lot of pop, rap and afro beats so thats pretty much what you’ll find on here :) 
S - Sure Thing - Miguel
H - Hot Shit - Cardi B ft Ye, Lil durk. 
Y - Your Song - Rita Ora
S - Say Less - Ashanti ft Ty Dolla Sign 
I - I Like it - Janelle Monae 
M - Monalisa - Lorjay, Sarz, Chris brown 
B - B. D’OR - Burna Boy ft Wiz Kid 
L - L.O.V.E - Ella Eyre
R - Rush - Ayra Starr
I feel like everyones done this so if tag you again im sorry just ignore! @hazelminesims @cowboycid @cautiously0ptimistic @blarffy and anyone else who wants to do it!
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timeladyzelie · 1 year
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3, 42, 52, 69, 80, 91
I'm actually gonna do all my Spotify Wrapped playlists bc I have them going back to 2016, sorry if that's extra but it's finals season and I deserve to be a little extra as a treat.
3. Everybody (Backstreet's Back) - Backstreet Boys (2016), Feels - Calvin Harris (ft. Pharrell Williams, Katy Perry, Big Sean) (2017), Sonderzug nach Pankow - Udo Lindenberg (2018), Got My Number - Kim Petras (2019), A Hard Day's Night - The Beatles (2020), 10 Years - Dadi Freyr (2021), Non è Per Sempre - Afterhours (2022)
42. All 4 Love - Color Me Badd (2016), Mary Jane's Last Dance - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers (2017), Please Please Me - David Cassidy (2018), My Cherie Amour - Stevie Wonder (2019), Band On The Run - Wings (2020), She - dodie (2021), Stripper - Achille Lauro (2022)
52. Bring It All Back - S Club 7 (2016), Bang-A-Boomerang - ABBA (2017), All I Want to Do - UB40 (2018), I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston (2019), I Will (Take 13) - The Beatles (2020), Sunday Girl - Blondie (2021), Relax, Take It Easy - MIKA (2022)
69. Dance Apocalyptic - Janelle Monae (2016), Super Trouper - ABBA (2017), bitches - Tove Lo (ft. Charli XCX, Icona Pop, Elliphant, ALMA) (2018), Band On The Run - Wings (2019), Dream Police - Cheap Trick (2020), I Hear You Knocking - Dave Edmunds (2021), Hope - STEFAN (2022)
80. Let Me Blow Ya Mind - Eve + Gwen Stefani (2016), Big Yellow Taxi - Joni Mitchell (2017), Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Ole Oak Tree - Tony Orlando & Dawn (2018), Fuego - Juanes (2019), I Saw Her Standing There - The Beatles (2020), Hot Stuff - Donna Summer (2021), Emily - MIKA (2022)
91. Show 'Em (What You're Made Of) - Backstreet Boys (2016), Bad Boys - Wham! (2017), Put A Little Love In Your Heart - Jackie DeShannon (2018), White Winter Hymnal - Fleet Foxes (2019), You Can Call Me Al - Paul Simon (2020), Big Barn Bed - Wings (2021), orange show speedway - Lizzy McAlpine (2022)
These all make kind of funky little capsule playlists if you think about it. A cross-section of taste across time. I did think it was funny that one song popped up at 42 after being 69 the year before. Thanks for asking and I hope you have as much fun with this as I did!
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pixeljade · 1 year
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sorry for the janelle monae spam I was just listening to Q.U.E.E.N. again and the line "Even If It Makes Others Uncomfortable, I Will Love Who I Am" hits me so hard every time! Thank you Janelle for being the queer rep I've needed consistently since I came out
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🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨
Omg thank you!! I haven't been on Tumblr in forever so sorry for the delay
All I Know So Far - P!nk
Make me Feel - Janelle Monae
Wild Roses - Of Monsters And Men
Church - Fallout Boy
Alanis' Interlude - Halsey and Alanis Morissette
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archivelikely · 3 years
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86, 41, 79, and 23
23. Vide Noir - Lord Huron (this one is only this high because of oc voice crimes, this is one of my fave artists but im not as into this song as some of their others)
41. Chosen Family- Rina Sawayama (this is the lowest song off sawayama i don't even really like this one and its still my top 50... aoty)
79. Misery Business - Paramore
86. Oh Maker - Janelle Monae
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kyrisflowerfield · 2 years
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Lyrics They Remind Me of (Multiple Characters)
Warnings: A few swears, mentions of murder
Gojo Satoru:
“God likes me….Fuck everybody else.” (Witness by Mindless Self Indulgence)
“But you don’t know the way that you look when you’re steps makes that much noise.” (Cooler Than Me by Mike Posner)
“Time and time again time repeats, so why is your face all that I see?” (Donut Hole by GUMI)
Zenin Naoya:
“You’ll learn to obey me, you’re my darling.” (KING by Kanaria)
“Sorry I’m an empty romantic.” (Anti-Romantic by TOMORROW X TOGETHER)
“You’re like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar, and gold.” (Handclap by Fitz and the Tantrums)
Getou Suguru:
“Thanks again y love, please love me better next time.” (Flamingo by Kenshi Yonezu)
“Coulda shaped heartaches.” R U MINE? by Artic Monkeys)
“So since I could swallow that, it’s alright, alright. Dark and sad and not-so mistakes.” (TOXIC BOY by Kenshi Yonezu)
Zenin Maki:
“Murder she wrote.” (Murder She Wrote by Chaka Demus and Pliers)
“Kill the lights, kill the actor, kill the actress.” (Kill the Lights by Set It Off)
“Fate had given us life, now the twins are damned with spite.” (Servant of Evil by Kagamine Len)
Itadori Yuuji:
“Just give me a laugh, I’m writhing on the board.” (Bakushou by Syudou)
“Paint me as a villain.” (Sweatpants by Childish Gambino)
“Open heart, open mind, never know who you’ll find.” (Kissing Strangers by DNCE)
Kugisaki Nobara:
“Blooming ever sweet, the evil flower reaps.” (Daughter of Evil by Kagamine Rin)
“Yes, words can’t bring me down. Oh, no. So you don’t you bring me down today.” (Beautiful by Christina Aguilera)
“Electric lady you’re a star.” (Electric Lady by Janelle Monae)
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I just like music, there’s no there’s no other excuse. Anyway, 1 down more weird car content to go.
-Kyu❤❤❤❤
Post Script: If there are random m missing in some of these post it’s because my m key is being a little bitch.
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