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jeon-ify · 4 months

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Hiya! Idk if you still take in smut prompts reqs buuut if you do could I request 24, 26, 27 with san? maybeee you're fwb and he gets jealous of you with another guy ohoho i would never look at any man other than you sansjdbedjdbd thank you!!!

a little jealousy - choi san

dude. my head is spinning for this fic and i’m so excited to write this kind of san … mannnn

warnings: dom!mean!san, toxic relationship, rough sex, sub!reader, spitting, hairpulling, keeho appears and gets flirty, manhandling, possessive san, implied abandonment issues (san tells reader), jealousy!!!!!, throat fucking, guided masturbation, vein bulging, implied su!c!de, cnc!!, degradation, breeding kink! forced but willingly making reader swallow a dry plan b, etc. as always, lmk if i missed anything!

24. what would he say if he saw you on top of me losing your fucking mind hm?

26. the day you leave me is the day i slit my fuckin’ throat

27. can’t you see you’re made for me?

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“you can’t be serious,” your friend drops her expression, waiting for your response.

“yes! i’m serious. i don’t wanna go out tonight, i don’t wanna deal with weird guys everywhere.” you used this as an excuse to see your “friend” san tonight, as he said he’d be home all day.

“bitch, go put something on, we’re going and it’s final.” you groan as you pull out a black midi body-con silk dress, the chest falling loosely onto your cleavage. you put on your black YSL heels with gold detailing, your hair and makeup done and curled.

you head out with your friend, arriving to the rather large club an hour away. this club was the talk of the town, owned by a man named Park Seonghwa. he owned multiple, this one being the largest. the music blares through the speakers, your skin glistening with body glitters and oils.

your friend shouts something and walks away, you assume she’s grabbing drinks and a guy on her way. you walk over to the dance floor, in hopes that you’d see someone you knew. to your luck, you see a guy from your high school. you walk over to him and tap his arm to get his attention. he turns towards you as you catch him by surprise.

“y/n! hi! it’s been so long! how are you? how’s everything been?” he exclaims as he pulls you in for a hug.

the hand placement of his grazes your lower back as you only wrap one arm around his shoulders from underneath his arm. you hug back in a friendly remark, as his fingertips graze the upper part of your ass. “i’ve been great, how have you been, kee?”

you smile in response to his loud voice. you know why he’s so touchy feely with you— just not sure as to why and how you ran into him on a night like this. you knew you didn’t want to be here.

“i’m great, you look beautiful, y/n. do you wanna come sit with me and my friends?” he leans to your height, shouting in your ear so you’d hear him well.

“sure! i don’t know where my friend went.”

you follow keeho through the crowd of sweaty and drunk people, reaching the table everyone was seated at. it’s like you’re in high school again, seeing all the familiar faces.

“y/n! oh my god you look great! how are you?” mingi says. he’s grown into a handsome man, you won’t deny that. you conversate with the group, catching up and laughing with everyone. you find it weird now that you look back at it— that all of your friends are guys.

as you’re sitting with keeho, the jokes he makes make your breath hitch, needing to catch yourself before you choke on your drink. you laugh up a storm with him, playfully slapping his leg by yours. he leans closer to your ear, whispering a bunch of nothings as you laugh even harder while your face turns a slight cherry red.

you open your eyes and across the dance floor, a black couch is planted against the wall. a man about 5’11” is seated with his legs slightly spread, watching you. you do a double take, noticing that he looks familiar— almost too familiar— that he looks like san.

the friend you’ve been fucking behind everyone’s back.

he watches you with his black button up and black straight leg slacks, a silver chain hiding underneath the flaps of his collar.

he leans his elbow onto his knees where his chin rests on his knuckles, watching the way your friends are getting handsy with you. you’ve laughed a little too hard, and san doesn’t like that.

you turn your attention back to keeho where he’s still laughing and talking about some girl he slept with last week.

“hey, i’m gonna go get a drink, see you later.” you’re still distracted by san’s gaze, your knees already threatening to buckle. you manage to walk over to where san was, he walks out of the club as you follow wherever he’s headed to.

you both make it outside, his car already started and the passenger door already opened for you to get into.

“가자” he speaks. though you’re not sure what it means, you use your pretty brain to understand that he wants you to get in the car.

“don’t wanna hear a word from you, understand?”

“h-how did you find me?” you manage. you were just told to not speak, but curiosity killed the cat.

“did you not understand what i just said?” he stops the car, fully turning towards you. his black hair bounces when he shifts gears again, speeding through the highway.

“take your phone out and tell your friend you’re not coming home tonight. tell her you feel sick.” he does not change expressions, nor does he turn his attention to you.

the rest of the car ride is silent until you reach his home. it’s a grey brick home, with long windows on each side of the door. it looks like a castle, but it’s a homey feel.

he unlocks the door, holding it open for you to get in.

what a gentleman.

“take your clothes off. leave the heels on.” he says as he’s unbuttoning his blouse and throwing his shoes off. you’re well behind him, still struggling to unzip the dress. he notices your struggle, unzipping it himself and ripping it off.

“look me in the face and tell me what was so funny. if you wanted to go to a comedy show so bad, you should’ve just told me. didn’t have to fuck around with random guys, did you?”

he grabs the back of your head through a fist full of your hair, your hands on each side of your hips. he tilts your head upwards, giving himself access to your neck, licking a stripe up to the middle of your collarbone and up to your chin. he inches closer to your lips then pulls away, not letting you kiss him.

“you think you deserve to kiss me after you practically already fucked some other guy? listen to me, and listen carefully. i know you have issues darling, and maybe you don’t hear it enough, but you belong to me.” he caresses your face, in a faux sympathetic manner, spitting venom into your skin.

“i don’t understand what’s gotten you so worked up, sannie. we’re not even dating, so why are you so jealous?” your eyes sparkle with lust, san feeding into the delusion that he’s your man and no one else’s, even though he’s made it clear he doesn’t do the whole “dating thing”.

“‘m not jealous, baby. i just don’t like other people playing with my toys. don’t you get upset when other kids play with your toys, darling?” his hand snakes its way under your bare chest, squeezing your tit as san tugs a moan out of you.

he kisses your jaw, moving up to your lips, finally kissing you the way you think you deserve. he moves his hand to snake its way around your throat, his tongue exploring various areas of your mouth.

“on your knees, right now, jagi.” its so fucking hot that he speaks two languages. it almost makes your panties pool with arousal. he hears you whimper as you get onto your bare knees, the backs of your gold heels poking your thighs.

“‘m gonna fuck this tiny throat. if i hear a word, you’re not cumming at all. i’ll cum in you all night and won’t let you do the same. am i clear?” he fists your hair into his large hand, forcing you to look up at him when he speaks. he looks fucked out already, as you do so yourself.

not-so-innocently, you agree to his command, mouth already falling open, ready to take him into your throat. you bob your head up and down slowly, releasing with a pop then spitting onto the base of his cock to make it easier for you to suck.

he never fails to surprise you with his size. you use your right hand to support you in getting him to reach his first high of the night, sucking and swallowing all of the spit and precum on his length.

“yeah, fucking hell. doing so good f’ me. you fucking belong to me. never wanna see you leave.” he bucks his hips into your mouth as you threaten to whine out in response. before he can reach his orgasm, he pulls you back up by your jaw to kiss you open mouthed-ly.

“lay back and spread those pretty thighs for me.” he stands at the edge of the bed, watching the way your pussy already throbs with need, desperate to have him inside already. your walls gush with desperation for san’s veins running against your walls.

his fingers graze softly over the inside of your thigh as he lifts your leg to easily access into your hole. he slaps the tip onto your clit a couple of times, earning gasps and pleas from you. after moments of teasing you, he gives in and immediately pounds into your sopping cunt.

“wanna hurt you in the best fucking way possible. never wanna see you laughing with another guy again. it hurts me,” he groans as he slowly strokes himself into you,

“the day you leave me is the day i slit my throat. i’m fucking crazy for you, y/n. don’t you understand? can’t you see you’re made for me?”

you moan in response, his words sending an electric wave through your core, already cumming around his length. he feels you clenching around his cock as his eyes threaten to roll to the back of his head. his stomach tightens as he tries to balance himself with not cumming and making you cum over and over again, his abs making your head spin.

“s-san, fuckin- it’s too much.” you gasp. you’re so overstimulated from your countless orgasms, you think you’ll start crying.

“it’s not. don’t make me stop.” he pounds into you furiously, making you cry out for him to stop, though you never want him to.

he flips the two of you over, making your legs shake and your arms weak as you have to balance yourself this time.

“rub that pussy, fuckkkk, just like that. watch me fuck you stupid. make sure you know who the fuck you belong to, how’s that?” he groans as he spreads his legs to balance himself as he fucks up into you. you fail to rub your clit, too overwhelmed by the pleasure that san is building in your cervix.

tears run down your face as a sign of overstimulating yourself, san moving up to lick them off your face. laying back down, he pounds up into you almost too fast you start seeing stars.

“look at you, fuckin’ stupid whore. what would he say if he saw you on top of me losing your fucking mind hm? what would he say? enlighten me, darling. would he think you’re a whore?” he stills his thrusts, burying himself deep in your uterus.

“i’m not- i’m not a whore!” you cry out.

“oh, but yes you are. you say you’re not but here you are, fucking a married man and crying over some dick. what does that say about you?” you feel like he’s gaslighting you, but he’s completely right. you should be ashamed of yourself, but you’re getting off knowing that you make san crazy.

“th-that i’m a whore.” you admit.

“look at that, your brain works!” he smirks as he twitches into your cervix, almost cumming in your stomach.

“san! pull out, you can’t cum in m-me!” you beg. you don’t want him to cum in you. you’re not ready for anything at all.

“gonna fill you up, cus that’s what i do to sluts. i knock them up and never fuckin’ see them again. want me to show you how much of a slut you are?”

“n-no! fuck, please pull out. let me go!” you beg. you’re so scared but so turned on by it, not even thinking of using a safe word right now.

you feel his hips still, his cock twitching in you as he empties himself in you. he pulls out after a few seconds, reaching for his nightstand. he takes out a plan B box, making you dry swallow the pill.

“the next time you wanna fuck around with random guys, think about the consequences, darling. i watch every move you make.”

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 3 months

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hi, covey can you pls write a platonic nico x daughter of persephone where the daughter of persephone makes nico, hades, and persephone go see hadestown on broadway with her (also if u haven’t heard hadestown highly recommend amazing musical)

wait for me? / i will; platonic! nico di angelo x daughter of persephone! reader blurb

content: platonic! nico di angelo x daughter of persephone! reader blurb (ft. mom and dad - er, persephone and hades) warning: language but we keep it silly up in this bitch author's note: i dunno if i can even call this a blurb anymore- holy shit its so fucking long but i dont wanna call if a fic bc that feels like favoritism lmao also i haven't listened to the whole play bc i haven't been a theatre kid in many many years and im trying to leave that behind me as i go to college but i do remember absolutely loving the concept and a few of the songs!!

"everyone say 'hi' to the vlog!!" you cheered as you walked in front of you family, spinning the camera around to get you all in view. upon your parents request (demand), you all were dressed in your sunday best. suits, or the closest to a suit nico was willing to put on, midi-length dresses for the girls. all designer, as hades wouldn't be caught dead not in designer. zeus would mock him for eons. nico threw up a middle finger that persephone was slapping away, before turning the camera with a sugary sweet smile.

"hi vlog!" she cheered, wrinkling her nose, attempting to be suave and hip, but not really getting close as nico and you cringed slightly.

"hello vlog," hades added, which had you and nico wheezing and hades desperately asking his wife what was wrong with what he said.

"youre- youre so cordial," you managed to get through you giggles, pointing the camera at hades, who puffed his chest out with a roll of his eyes.

"that would be because i'm old, my sweet girl," he huffed and you beamed a smile at him, spinning the camera onto yourself as the four of you continued down the streets of new york city.

"he's not that old," you smirked, nico snorting next to you.

"anyways, we're off to see hadestown. mom and dad haven't seen it yet and have no idea what it's about. but will took you last week, right, nico?" you asked, leaning into nico's side so he'd be in view. he nodded his head, darting his eyes away at the mention of his boyfriend.

"yup."

"awww! he's getting all blushy!! im gonna tell will-"

"go to hell, y/n-"

"been there, done that. boring!"

"hey, watch it!" hades cut in, with a glare, which you responded wit ha roll of your eyes.

"stop distracting me, im trying to vlog," you huffed, turning your eyes back to the camera with a wide smile, "obvi i can't film inside, but i will take a pic and tally every time one of us cries and whoever cries the most picks what we have for dinner."

"wait, wait. my blossom, you didn't mention this one was sad?" hades hissed to his wife, who shrugged in uncertainty but patted his forearm comfortingly. you and nico shared a knowing glance, tiny smirks playing on your lips.

"okay, okay," you whispered to your camera, bending over in your seat to hide it from the watchful eyes of security despite the fact that it was intermission, "we've hit intermission and i've only cried, like, twice. nico, the rat bastard, managed to stay strong so far. mom's cried, what, four times?"

"nah, closer to five. remember? right at the beginning?" nico whispered and you nodded in agreement before turning to the camera, laughing as you struggled to get your words out.

"but dad, gods bless his heart, he's probably cried twice for every song-"

"no, no, he cried, like, four times, during 'come home with me'," corrected nico and you discreetly tried to hide your giggles with nico, the two of you leaning into each other before persephone reached over, smacking at their arms.

"knock it off. your father is a very sensitive man and you didn't warn him this play was about us. and so sweetly written too," persephone mused to the pair, sniffing near the end, causing you and nico to point over at her.

"that's another one! you're up to five, mom!" bit back nico, clearly proud of himself as persephone glared at the pair, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue.

"it's not like it matters much, your father will certainly lose- oh, welcome back, my darling, just in time," the queen of the underworld quickly changed her tune, beaming a smile as her husband returned with drinks and snacks.

he glanced at her suspiciously but let it go as he gently presented her with some fruity cocktail he knew she'd like without needing to ask. a blush flushed across her cheeks and hades was clearly proud of himself as he continued to pass out snacks. junior mints and licorice for nico, who took it with one hand while texting will with the other. you bit your lip, trying to zoom in with the camera and see what he was saying but nico caught on quick, shoving the camera away with a huff. then hades set bag of m&m's down in your lap before ripping open his own bag. instantly, you were leaning over to his seat and inspecting his bag, nawing gently at your lip as hades glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

"yes, princess?" he asked and you shyly smiled at him.

"could i have some?" you asked and hades frowned, looking pointedly down at the ones that rested, untouched, in your lap.

"you have some."

"they're better from your bag," you gushed and hades melted instantly, pretending to grumble as he presented the bag to you, small cheers escaping your lips as you dug your fingers in. and hades smiled despite himself, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before reaching over and ruffling nico's hair just as the play was about to continue.

the vlog abruptly jumped to a shot of your little family standing outside the theatre in visible distress. nico had his head hung back, waving at his face, trying to avoid tears that he knew will would mock him for. persephone and you were actively clinging to each other, fully sobbing in the middle of new york, mutters and gasps about being doomed by the narrative and love somewhere among the sobs. hades was in shock, tears streaming down his face, and his hands clasped in front of his lips. how he managed to get shocked by a play he lived through, he had no idea. you detangled yourself from your mother, who instantly went to her husband, who welcomed her into his arms without a second thought. you picked up your camera, sniffling as you attempted a smile while holding a thumbs up but the happy effect was lost with the black mascara running down your cheeks.

1.2 k comments:

@/will.solace: awww he blushes when you mention my name 🤭

@/underworlds-favs: die and see if i blush then

@/underworlds-favs: do not use our shared account for your lovers quarrel - y/n

@/underworlds-favs: die and it won’t be a shared account anymore

@/user.1: why your mom kinda...😏🤭🤤😮‍💨

@/underworlds-favs: STOP THIRSTING FOR OUR PARENTS YALL ARE WEIRD KNOCK IT OFF

@/user.2: wait, wait- i need to know who lost and i want, like, full receipts of how many times you guys cried

@/underworlds-favs: in order from least to most: nico - 2, the perfect and stunning y/n - 6, mom - 7, and our emotional king, dad, cried a whopping 36 times 🤩🤩

@/underworlds-favs: do not use out shared account to spread your propaganda - nico

@/user.2: AINT NO WAY- 36 TIMES?????

@/underworlds-favs: i wish i was joking. we had some really good italian that night tho 🤘😋

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackon and the olympians #hoo #nico di angelo #hadestown

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toomuchracket · 8 months

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meet cute (d word matty x reader fluff)

hi! day 1 of promptober75, as organised by my lovely friend @abiiors! here we have the literal first meeting ever of those bitches you lot can't seem to get enough of. i hope you enjoy it! <3

it's the female voice floating out of the open staff room door that catches matty off-guard at first.

he doesn't know it, has no idea who it belongs to. but he likes it: the woman's accent peeks through some words and slices through others in a ridiculously satisfying way, and the soft murmurs to herself as she - presumably - prepares to make a coffee are soothing to matty, even from his spot in the corridor.

that's not to say she sounds boring, though. in fact, matty thinks he'd be quite content to listen to her talk for hours on end. her voice is already drawing his attention from his phone and the urgent-marked email he's been cc'd into that he needs to read before he sees jamie in ten minutes, like some sort of twenty-first century siren intent on drowning him in a sea of managerial exasperation.

even her swearing sounds pretty, as evidenced from a hushed but still audible "fuck's sake". email now firmly ignored (he can handle jamie, it's fine), matty giggles - slightly louder than he probably should - at the way she grumbles to herself about something he can't quite make out over the cacophony of voices further down the hall. a mild sense of embarrassment begins to creep up his spine when she suddenly goes silent; matty peers into the room, an apology for eavesdropping ripe on his lips, but there's no need.

you, standing with your back to the open door, haven't seemed to have heard him. instead, your silence is aimed at the espresso machine on the counter in front of you, its screen flashing blue and its, well, something making an ominous whirring sound. matty can't see your face, but he infers from your body language - shoulders set, head and hip cocked to the left, hand digging so tightly into the same hip that creases are beginning to form in the satin of your (chic, he must admit) midi skirt - that your silence is a frustrated one. a coffee-related frustrated one. the worst kind.

tentatively, matty shoves his phone into his back pocket and steps into the room. "hiya, you alright?"

not for the first time in his life, he regrets the decision to open his gob as soon as the words leave it. your entire body visibly contracts in shock at his voice, and your grip loosens on the glass mug matty failed to notice in your right hand; you crouch to grab it before it crashes to the lino, but matty crosses the floor of the tiny kitchen and squats to catch it first.

"shit, i'm so sorry for giving you a fright," matty says, his cheeks scarlet as he passes you the mug. whether it's his embarrassment throwing him off or you wobbling as you crouch opposite him in platform ankle boots, neither of you are sure, but the handover is less than seamless - your soft fingers brush against matty's calloused ones for longer than ideally necessary as you trade the cup.

but he doesn't mind, and neither do you; despite it being warm in the building and a late spring day outside, a wave of goosebumps rolls up both of your hands and arms and down your torsos. it forces your spine and neck into rigidity, and you look up at matty for the first time.

your gazes meet, and it's his turn to almost drop the mug. jesus fucking christ.

matty's staring into the prettiest eyes he's ever seen, set into an equally pretty face. his breath catches in his throat as he looks at you (surely with some idiotic expression on his face), heartbeat reaching hummingbird-level tempo as your cheeks lift into a bashful smile.

said smile doesn't leave your face even as you begin to speak, and the combination of the two is killer. "oh, it's ok. you're matty, right?"

the way you say his name! fuck, matty's head is spinning. he's starting to think he was right about his siren simile earlier, but the sea you're dragging him further down into is definitely one of sheer infatuation - even more dangerous to him than an exasperated manager.

you blink, and it releases matty from your hold just long enough to realise he's yet to answer you. he forces himself to affirm that yes, he is matty, before rolling your own name over his tongue as soon as you say it in introduction, savouring it, enjoying how sweet it is. the pupils of your beautiful eyes seem to dilate as matty says your name and tells you it's lovely (not a lie in the slightest), but he can't quite tell for certain if they do.

(it won't stop him imagining they did, mind, when he replays the moment on loop later today.)

the almost-forgotten coffee machine grinds to a scraping halt. you jump up to look at it, turning back to matty as he stands, face clearly panicked.

"i don't know what i've done," you say, voice trembling. matty's heart aches along with it. god, you're cute. "i thought making an americano would be easy enough, but…"

"it's alright, darling, don't worry," matty smiles. the pet name comes out before he can stop it, but the way your face softens as it does tells him you don't mind. "i can make it for you, if you want, and you can just watch what i do? it's a stupidly complicated machine, i know. and i say that as someone with barista training."

"wait, really? you have barista training?"

"well, a week of it. think i only made one drink. and even then i burnt it."

"nice. i'm really looking forward to this one, then," you say, cheeks quirking into a wry smile that has matty's brain doing backflips. "how'd you all end up with such a fancy espresso machine in here anyway?"

matty scoffs. "two of my bandmates became coffee snobs - well, adam did, and then gave ross an espresso machine as a wedding present and turned him into one too - and then guilt tripped us into buying a good machine here because they have kids now and need extra caffeine but it has to be the good stuff. whatever. anyway, it was an americano you wanted, yeah?"

you laugh. it's the sweetest sound he's ever heard. "fair enough. and yeah, an americano, thanks. if you're sure you don't mind, that is."

"it's no bother at all, darling. pass me the mug, please."

you oblige, stepping closer to matty and turning slightly to face the espresso machine. the motion sends a waft of your perfume up matty's nose and into his brain, the lightly floral scent neutralising every thought it contains that isn't about you. christ. what is up with him?

matty takes a deep breath and composes himself as best he can, before placing the mug under the machine and squinting at the display. "right, so, to stop that noise… you just turn that dial there, and then it's these two buttons for the coffee and then the water. you ever do lattes, or cappuccinos?"

"lattes, sometimes."

"so you'd use that one to sort your milk, and just forget the button that i just pressed for hot water," matty says, then facepalms. "sorry, that was mansplainy, of course you know the difference between an americano and a latte."

"no, it's alright, i appreciate the thorough explanation," you smile. "a fucked-up coffee leads to a fucked-up day, after all."

"true," matty laughs. the machine goes silent for the first time, so he lifts the mug out and places it on the countertop. "there. i hope it's alright."

you giggle, and take a tentative sip. a content little hum escapes your lips as the coffee passes through them, a sound that makes every hair on matty's body stand on end. for fuck's sake, healy, pull it together.

"well, it's definitely not burnt," you tease. "it's really good. thanks for doing that, matty. i feel bad that you had to, because coming off as totally incompetent on my first day here wasn't what i wanted at all, but i appreciate your help. a lot."

first day? as in, he'll get to see you again? interesting. matty can't tell if he's excited or terrified about that concept.

(excited. definitely excited.)

"oh, you're based here?" matty asks, leaning against the counter in a manner he hopes comes across as casual, and not i'm really doing this to keep my knees from giving way at the thought of seeing you again. "what section are you working-"

"aha, there you both are!"

jamie, relief evident on his face. matty nods at him in greeting. "alright, mate? sorry, i know i'm late, we just… got talking, i s'pose."

"no sweat. it's good the two of you have already been introduced," the manager waves nonchalantly. "so, matthew, what do you think of my new assistant so far?"

oh, so the section you work in is his own. shit. this is definitely going to be a problem for matty. to be fair, it's the best kind of problem he could have, working with a woman so attractive she could make him fold like a deckchair with a single look - just like you're doing right now, gazing up at him with clear worry in those fucking eyes - but a problem nonetheless.

still, matty doesn't want you to feel worried around him; he lets his face crack into a fraction of the smile he feels compelled to let loose by looking at you, and speaks. truthfully. "i like her a lot."

the worry dissipates from your eyes, and you grin back at matty. he's never been more aware of his own heart, and he swears it swells when you reply. "feeling's mutual."

yep, he's fucked.

#mads does writing #promptober75 #d word matty #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fic #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy fluff #matty healy x reader #matty x reader

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nofatclips · 8 months

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Damage Beyond Repair by MiDi BiTCH from the album MACHiNA

#somethingneweveryday #music #german music #kosmische musik #midi bitch #frederic engel #fredy engel #artwork #frza #Bandcamp #fritzen stein #fritzenstein

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trevlad-sounds · 5 months

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Intro. 00:00 Wojciech Golczewski-Otherworld 00:41

Survey Channel-Moss Tilt 03:39

Subphotic-The Sitting Tree 05:12

Chapter 1 12:26 Drapizdat, Reather Weport-Pattern #5 14:59

Minimal Drone*GRL-Lady Of The Mountains 17:56

Hyperlink Dream Sync-Galaxy Structure 22:42

MiDi BiTCH-Unearthly 26:48

Panama Fleets-Zealandia 31:25

Abu Ama + BedouinDrone-Leptis Magna 35:41

Chapter 2 49:03 Lo Five-Unbecoming You 50:58

Time Rival-Redox 55:41

Eje Eje-Saved From The Jazz (Spring) 58:26

Hello Meteor-Waterproof Thoughts 1:01:57

S U R V I V E-Hourglass 1:05:28

Depeche Mode-Don't Say You Love Me 1:09:48

Chapter 3 1:13:19 Vic Mars-Holloways 1:14:59

Pabellón Sintético-Ludwing 1:19:32

Joel Grind-Fallen Metropolis 1:28:27

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taylorswiftstyle · 2 years

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2022 NSAI Awards | Nashville, TN | September 20, 2022

Michael Kors 'Embellished One Sleeve Cutout Gown' - $7,990.00

Taylor has worn many sequinned gowns over the years. She has, in fact, even worn many black sequinned garments. In my predictions post for this event, most of my guesses centered on a more ‘business bitch’ bent on what is very much a signature Taylor lewk. Not only to reflect the gravity of the honour she was being bestowed with (Songwriter of the Decade) but also to grasp a sense of familiarity of her recognizable style (sparkles!) just with a more serious edge.

I love how the midi length here conveys a sense of maturity and composure, without going over-the-top dress-code wise (this isn’t the Oscars) like a full-length gown would. The slit and the cut out keeps things svelte and a little sexy, but the professional length and additional coverage from the asymmetrical long sleeve provide a nice balance that reign the lewk in from going overboard.

I also appreciate the overall styling here with the low, sleek pony. While a kicky high, voluminous pony would have bumped up the ‘fun’ factor, I think keeping it low and simple and clean complements the overall sharpness and modern tones of the dress. Kohl-rimmed eyes and her signature red lip make this instantly Taylor, but also a little vampy and sexy.

All in all an excellent outing in my opinion. What did you think?

Worn with: Rahaminov earrings, Anne Sisteron ring, and Aquazzura sandals

Get the look: La Femme, $448.00

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Me at choir tonight, showing off my Dungeon Delver midi

"ok, for the first magic trick..." And I pull out my headphones, wallet, and keys, and turn out the pockets to show how big they are.

"OH COOL!"

"They are advertised as being able to hold a Switch or a small cat," I'm taking a few steps back and making sure I have room.

"I don't think we have small cats around here..."

"That's probably a good thing, as because this is my next trick..." And I show the SPINNY!

I also showed everyone the details (I had on jeans underneath so I wasn't flashing everyone) and the feel of the fabric.

And sent 2 people the store link. Another had said he already had the link saved and when dysphoria isn't as much of a bitch he's gonna look 👀

(also said to one of the people I sent the link to that the minis actually cover the butt area and doesn't make you stick to chairs)

fsjhsdfjhdsjhsf that's very good omg

im so glad you like the skirt and thank you for spreading the word! :')

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the-everqueen · 5 months

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hi!! it’s cold here too. what do you think Lucienne & Rose’s winter wear would look like? 🧣❄️

stay warm! we (the collective city it's just me here) are prepped for potential power outages but i hope you have layers and heating and hot beverages.

this ask is so fucking cute. Lucienne is obviously practical above all else. she's got a thick knit beanie for her head. she's maybe got one of those ear-flap hats if it gets Really Cold. she already dresses in layers in her professional attire, so we know she has a pair of long undies. she CLEARLY owns multiple knit and slouchy cardigans. she's got a long overcoat. she's got one of those head-to-toe puffer jackets. there's a variety of jewel-toned scarves. she sheds layers as necessary and folds them up neatly on her chair or desk. Dream has given her a little magical heater that looks like a pond lily that offers light and keeps her desk inks fluid. (this bitch ain't never switching to digital or even ballpoint pens.) i imagine the Most Daring she gets is a fair isle knit sweater or a beanie with a pouf on top. she's neutrals to monochrome but if she's feeling spicy there's a deep burgundy cape with some gold stitch detailing on the hems.

Rose lived in Brooklyn so realistically she knows what winter looks like. pero also she was presumably a college student so she's got an eclectic thrift wardrobe going on. we know she loves a sweater vest. like Lucienne, she tends to dress in neutrals or deep toned colors, but i bet she found a North Face puffer that's like, lime green at a buffalo exchange for $20 and she snagged that shit. i DO think she'd be into the scrunchy knit leg warmers trend. leggings. midi wool skirt. patterned sweater vest on top of a sweatshirt/pullover. long knit fingerless gloves. any combo of beanies or head scarves to keep her hair from getting snow or sleet in it. none of these things are in colors that "match" but somehow she's making it work.

in the LA guard dog au she has to donate half her winter gear because SoCal just does NOT get that cold. ever. she needs a slicker and some long sleeves and a couple sweaters. probably for the first five years she's one of those transplants who goes out in shorts or t-shirts in January when everyone else is bundled against an imagined ice age.

for some reason i imagine it snows more in the Dreaming when it's Daniel rather than Morpheus. because he's a little cotton candy snowflake man? because children like snow days? because Morpheus walked around tits out for god knows how many millennia and that seems uncomfortable if it's also subzero temps? idk. anyways. imagine Danny and Luce sharing hot cocoa. imagine Morpheus and Calliope making a snowbeast with their kid.

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