#30 seconds to mars fanfic

[caroline18mars]

A Man On Fire - Chapter 86

It was like she had the wind knocked out of her, court? Neglect and abuse? So now the tables were turned on her? They were treating her like a criminal..her own parents, or no, she wasn’t even family anymore, they had officially disowned her..Jared, she needed to call him, she needed to hear his voice telling her that everything would be ok..in his arms she would feel ok again…in his arms she could find comfort and not feel like she was the loneliest person alive. Her whole body felt numb and she barely had the strength anymore to hold the document, the words on the letter danced before her eyes “will that be all? Can I go now?” she breathed and the lawyer nodded. Her high heeled boots could barely carry her as she swayed out of the elevator, her phone, she needed to call someone, anyone, her vision blurred by tears she ignored all the notifications and pressed the first name that came up in her contacts, her brother, it couldn’t possibly be true what her parents had said about him, that he was in on this whole scheming and framing, “Arno?” her heart jumped as the line connected, why didn’t he say anything? “Arno, devo parlarti”. But all she heard was ‘mi dispiace, mi dispiace Coco” and a dry click followed, WHAT???? NOOOOOO, please god NOOOO, you can’t leave me, you can’t!!! sobbing uncontrollably her phone clattered to the hard concrete outside, no, please work..please please, she picked up her dead phone but no matter how hard she pushed the button, the phone just wouldn’t jump back to life, where could she go, what could she do? She didn’t know Jared’s number by heart, ok focus, focus goddammit Coco!

On the other side of the world a plane was setting in the landing for Sydney, by now he was out of his mind with worry, no call, no text, no mail from her or her brother, something was wrong, he could feel it in the pit of his stomach. As soon as the plane touched down, he got absorbed by the hussle and bussle of getting out of the airport as soon as possible.

I can’t stay here in NY, I just can’t, I need to see Jared, I need to be with him, this was the right decision, Coco, her mind was racing while she swiped her credit card through the machine. “OK, Miss, here’s your boarding card, hurry the plane will start boarding shortly, gate 18” the man behind the counter pointed her in the right direction. How she got through customs so quick she didn’t know, her feet were killing her from all the running she had done but miraculously she ended up at the gate just in time, here went absolutely nothing, as the airplanedoor was closed right behind her

”No news?” Shannon came walking into his brother’s room, “nothing” it was the despair in his voice that got to him, “I wouldn’t worry too much, her battery’s flat or something, you know how she is, she never owned a phone before you came along, what time is it in the States? Maybe she’s gone straight to bed, I’m sure you’ll hear from her in the morning”, it was endearing how his brother tried to put his mind at ease, but he knew better, something was wrong, this was gonna be a long night..hopefully his jetlag would give him some solace. “I hope so” he sighed “I really hope so”.

”Miss, are you ok, you haven’t touched any of your food”, the flight attendant took away her tray “I’m just not hungry” she forced a weak smile, thank god for business class, the little bit of attention she got made her feel a little bit less alone. “I’m sorry, but I dropped my phone and I can’t seem to get it back to life anymore, and I really need to contact my…my boyfriend” maybe the flight attendant was a little bit more tech savvy than she was. “Can I have a try?” the girl gently asked and she quickly handed her the phone, but no matter how much she pushed the button, the screen remained black “if you know your boyfriend’s number then we can send him a message, or maybe an email”. Coco bit her lip and shook her head, how the hell was she gonna find him? This was like looking for a needle in a haystack, what had she done? She was lost and alone and completely helpless, she could feel her heart breaking into a million little pieces knowing that she no longer was part of a family, she was not enough, never was and never would be again, her past had been taken from her and actually so was her future. They had made the world a lot more hollow for her by the stroke of a pen, all gone, all done, never looking back.

Hours and hours later, she was standing in the midst of Sydney airport, everyone in a rush to get to their destinations, her fingers fondled the dead phone in her pocket, ok, think, there’s what seems to be a phoneshop, go buy yourself a new phone, these guys would definitely be able to help her find Jared’s number, ok come on, don’t be shy, oh who am I kidding? Come on, so what if they call you a tech retard?. “Hello, can I help you?” a young man approached her with the typical smooth sales smile, “I hope so, my phone doesn’t work anymore, I was hoping that you could maybe fix it?” she hesitantly showed him her tattered phone. “Fix it?” he huffed “we have an entire wall here of brand new phones, Android or iPhone, which one would you prefer, do you have everything stored in your Cloud? Do you use e-sim,.” What? A cloud, android? Sim? Her cheeks going bright red she stammered, “it’s ok, I’ll wait, thanks for your time though” all embarrassed and ashamed of herself, she quickly beelined it out of the shop. She was tired, jetlagged, hungry and thirsty and she missed Jared, ok think, think for god’s sakes..what hotel was he staying in? nope, she didn’t remember, how many hotels could this city have? I’ll do this the old fashioned way then. ”Where to, Miss?” the cabdriver asked her, “every 4 or 5 star hotel in Sydney that you can think of”

Everywhere she went, she was frowned upon or ignored or even kindly requested to leave the hotel premises, they all thought she was a stupid fan trying to sneak into the hotelroom of her idol. He seemed to have vanished off the face of the earth, “no luck?” the cabdriver asked as she got back in and shook her head, “you know, these stars they never use their own name to book a room, it’s always some kind of Disney or cartooncharacter, you know” he casually steered the car back into the heavy traffic. Oh great, a Disney character, no way, he would never do that, oh god, her mind just felt so incredibly numb, it felt like she had been travelling forever, would this goddamn nightmare just end? Despite the cab driver’s good advice of using Disney characters names, she was still frowned upon and requested to leave, she got out of the cab, this was the last hotel on the list, if this didn’t work, then she would get herself a room here, get some sleep and then fly back..home..there was no home for her anymore, ok yes her apartment in New York  but just thinking about NY and her parents who would still be there made it another no-go zone for her.

”Welcome to the Park Hyatt hotel, how can I help you?” the receptionist gave her a beaming smile, “Hi, I’m looking for someone who is possibly staying here with you, his name is Jared Leto, I’m his girlfriend and I would join him here in Australia, but my phone is broken and now there’s no way I can reach him..” The receptionist interrupted her “I’m sorry, but we’re not allowed to give any information on our residents”, so once again the same blabla.. “I know, and I understand, but this is an emergency..I know he’s probably not listed under Leto but I really need to see him, he’s expecting me” she was getting desperate knowing that this was her last chance, for fuck’s sakes Leto, are you even in Australia or was that just some excuse to get rid of me too, Cubbins?. “I’m sorry, Miss, like I said, I really can’t give you any info..” he rattled but she quickly breathed “Cubbins, Bart, Bartholomew Cubbins” all of a sudden it dawned on her that this might be the name he was registered under. “Just a moment, and your name is?” oh my god, bingo, he was actually here? “Harper Coco De Robiano d’Arcy” saying her name out loud, realizing the horror and the emptiness behind it, gave her a foul taste in her mouth. The receptionist gestured for her to take a seat in the lobby and went to another more private desk to make his call.

Jared’s heart was doing summersaults in his chest as he hammered the elevator button, she was here, she was finally here, he had been out of his mind with worry, it didn’t matter anymore, his lover, the love of his life had kept her promise. It took so long, Harper hung her head, the receptionist still hadn’t returned to his desk, what if he wasn’t here either? and now she had paid the cabdriver and let him go. Jared jumped out of the elevator, his eyes scanning the huge lobby, front desk nothing to be seen, his heart stopped beating for a second, when his eyes finally found her in a huge chair, completely lost in her own thoughts. “Coco..!!” she heard her name echo around the lobby, oh god, he was here and she shot up from her seat and ran straight into his open arms

”You’re here, you’re finally here, I love you so so so so much, babe!!!” he held her tight, he could even feel her hammering heart through his shirt, his hungry lips locked with hers in a much overdue and fiery kiss. In between kisses, he kept on whispering his love for her, “come on, let’s go to my room, I don’t need this audience” he grinned as he slowly let go of her and she noticed the staring eyes in the lobby. She mouthed a ‘thank you’ to the receptionist who had been willing to enable their reunion and followed Jared to the elevator where she pushed herself against him, she had so needed him, crawling into his arms again in complete silence, just knowing that they were together again was enough.

"I still can’t believe you’re here, I tried calling you, texting, sending you e-mails, what happened?” he closed the door of his penthouse suite behind her, he wanted to throw her on the bed straight away, but something was going on, he could see and feel it, she was so lost in her own thoughts all the way up her. “I dropped my phone, it won’t switch on again, I tried but I couldn’t remember your number, and that guy at the airport tried to sell my a new phone, but I just…I’m just too stupid for all that new technology and then I didn’t know what hotel you were staying at, and I’ve been in every hotel looking for you, but they didn’t believe me and I..” she rattled, fishing her phone out of her purse as if to prove it, “I’m sorry, Jared, I’m so sorry” all the stress and all the madness suddenly caught up with her and she just couldn’t hold back the tears that came streaming down her face. “Hey, shhhhh it’s ok, don’t cry” he held her again, what the hell had happened? This was not some normal release of a little bit of stress, there was more to it than that, “come on, let’s sit you down” he guided her over to the couch “what happened, tell me, this is not about your phone..how did things go with your parents?” he let go of her and poured her a drink, the minute he mentioned the word ‘parents’ he noticed her freeze up completely. This was going to be a long night, but he had time, why did he convince her to go see her parents when it obviously did more bad than good?

#jared leto #jared leto fanfic #jared leto fanfiction #fanfic #30 seconds to mars #30 seconds to mars fanfic #fanfiction #fic #30 seconds to mars fanfiction #30 secondstomars fanfic #a man on fire #chapter 86

[archetypal-archivist]

The Math of Outer Wilds

Outer Wilds is a lovely game that takes place in a scaled down solar system complete with tiny planets, tiny day-night cycles, and travel time that is blisteringly fast for ships held together with duct tape. But as any Outer Wilds fanfic writer knows, this scaling down leaves time and distance... wonky.

So I decided to actually run the numbers of how Hearthian distance and time compares to ours. Fair warning, I am not a mathematician, but I'll be explaining my logic and calculations as I go so folks can double check my work. I also apologize deeply to anyone who reads this and then needs to stare at a wall for an hour or two to process just how fucked up Hearthian everything is compared to human measurements; I highly recommend never, ever using these numbers in your writing unless you want to cry.

Let's dive in!

First order of business was calculating from a constant to get a conversion of Hearthian kilometers to human kilometers. I wanted to use the speed of sound from the supernova but sound doesn't travel in space in real life, unlike in game, so I had to use something else. I settled on the general speed a supernova ejects matter at: between 15,000 and 40,000 kilometers per second. I took the lowest value, 15,000, to be as nice to the Hearthian distance system as possible.

The Hearthian star supernova travels at a speed of about 0.812 kilometers a second (I sat my ship on the white hole station about 23 Hearthian km from the sun to watch and my stopwatch recorded it to take 28.32 seconds for me to die). Taking this value, I can then set up a ratio of Hearthian kilometers to Human kilometers: 23 H km to 424,800 hu km, totaling to 18,469.57 human kilometers for 1 Hearthian one. That means, for example, when Giant's Deep is roughly 16.5 Hearthian kilometers from Timber Hearth at the start of the loop, the human distance would be 304,747.905 human kilometers.

So now that we have a good conversion to work off of, let's take a closer look at Timber Hearth, the home planet of Gabbro, Chert, and the rest of the Ventures crew.

By shooting my scout on top of the Zero-G cave such that it's level with "sea level" on the planet then heading down the elevator into the center of the planet, I was able to tell that the distance between the planet's surface and the central point of the planet is to be about 256 Hearthian meters, or about 4,728.21 kilometers in human units. This means that in diameter, Timber Hearth is 9,456.42 human kilometers wide. For reference, Earth is about 12,742 human kilometers wide. This puts Timber Hearth as being just slightly smaller than Earth but bigger than Mars.

Let's go further. The circumference of a circle is calculated with 2*pi*the radius. The radius of Timber Hearth is 4,728.21 kilometers, putting the planet at a circumference of 29,693.16 kilometers. To get from North pole to South pole, a Hearthian would need to walk over 14,000 kilometers, to get from the village to Young Bark crater, about 7,400 human kilometers.

For curiosity's sake, I walked that distance with my little Hearthian traveler and it took me 2 minutes and 30 seconds roughly to walk from North to South pole, including time to navigate around geysers and get up and down the crater walls. I also sat there with my stopwatch and found the Hearthian day-night cycle to take about 8 minutes to go from dawn to dawn. One, this means that in Hearthian time, the loop spans a little less than 3 days, and two, the Hearthian day-night cycle in no way matches distances.

By the Hearthian day-night cycle, I could set off from one pole at dawn, travel over 14,000 kilometers by Earth units, and arrive at the other pole by dusk. That... is implausible. At best.

On Earth, a marathon is 42.195 kilometers and on average, it takes a person 4 hours and 30 minutes to complete it. Expanding on this number, assuming no time is taken for sleep, it would take about 352 hours, or two weeks, to walk from one pole to the other. To get from Timber Hearth to either pole, a week and a few days-worth of sleep of Earth time. These numbers do actually sound plausible. I would 100% believe it would take a month or two to circumnavigate Timber Hearth.

Something else to consider is that Nomai technology is truly incredible, as is the material Timber Hearth is made of. The deepest mine on Earth is roughly 4 kilometers deep, the deepest on Timber Hearth is a whopping 4,728.21 kilometers deep, right down to the center of the planet! This means that the structural integrity of Timber Hearth stone is insane as it's able to hold the shape of the tunnels for thousands of years, beneath the much of the weight of the planet above, without collapsing. No wonder the Nomai used Hearthian rock for the Ash Twin project! And how incredible their technology must be if they were able to mine it en masse, too.

Makes one wonder about the power of those Hearthian mining machines like the one to be fixed in the Zero-G cave, huh? Perhaps it's not such a stretch after all that Slate started making rockets if that's the kind of machinery they were working with beforehand. And the speed those rockets must be able to obtain is just as crazy!

One thing this revelation about distances does is tell us that the protagonist probably spent a lot less time walking across the surface of various planets during the loop than the average player does. Their ship was almost certainly the primary means of travel for our Hearthian and walking was reserved for checking out points of interest that were scouted from space. Beyond this, those gravity tunnels on Brittle Hollow? Those must have been blisteringly fast in order to get across the planet so quickly, no wonder it's so easy to pancake yourself with them.

Another thing it tells us is that all those stories where Gabbro or any other Hearthian makes a day trip to the quantum grove is unlikely to have actually occurred that way, as it would take a lot longer to travel Timber Hearth. The same goes for Tektite and their trip to Youngbark crater- which poses a problem.

The game itself explicitly states that Tektite only took a little while to get from the Hearthian village to go see the disturbance in the crater, an amount of time implied to be less than a few days even. This runs contrary to what is actually possible for a Hearthian to do on foot... Unless Gossan has a ship of their own and uses it to ferry passengers around Timber Hearth. Or Tektite used a tunnel under the planet's crust to shorted the amount of time it takes. Or they're just cool like that, haha.

The main takeaway from all of this is that Outer Wilds is a game about exploration and wonder and as such, trying to make everything make sense is a wonderful way to make your brain start glitching. Numbers are just a tool for a writer or artist to use as a suggestion, not a hard and fast rule, so have fun with it and don't get bogged down in the details!

Unless you're like me and your idea of fun is overanalyzing media at 4 am. Don't be like me.

(Help.)

#outer wilds #math #my writing #science is cool #gaming

[landoom]

For the fic writers askes: AEIOU please

Fic writer ask - feel free to ask me more!

A: Of the fanfic you’ve written, which is your favorite and why?

That's a very hard question... I have more than 500 works posted on AO3 + fics written before that in French...

I have a very fond memory of a Feliciano Lopez/Marat Safin fic that I wrote with a dear friend during months like ten years ago.

For the most recent ones, I really enjoyed my Logandoscar polyamory "Love is an infinite resource "

Loves the pairing, the poly side of it and it was my longest fic ever (before "Red White and Williams Blue").

E: What character do you identify with most?  Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well?

I mostly write fanfiction about male character in order not to really identify with them!

That being said, I quite feel like George would be the closest to me.

Especially in my dom/sub fic " I find my way back to a higher ground" because he struggle with letting go and loosing control and it's something I had to work on myself (went to a therapist rather than finding a dom, though lol)

I: How many fandoms have you written in?  Do you have a favorite?

Here is a little list :

Saint Seiya - Tennis RPF - Football RPF - 30 seconds to Mars RPF - The Hobbit Actor RPF - Merlin - Merlin Actor RPF - Formula 1 RPF

Merlin has been my longest fandom (as an active participant) and it keeps a special place in my heart as I spend so many great moments in that fandom and I'll always be impressed how alive it stayed even after the show ended.

F1 RPF is the only fandom I'm active in at the moment so... This is clearly my actual favourite!

O: What are your thoughts on people writing fanfic of your fanfic?

I'm honoured, of course!

I like to be notified about it but for me, fanfictions are created to be shared so I like that idea!

U: Is there a pairing you would like to write, but haven’t tried yet.

As a multi-shipper at hearts, I can always be tempted by some new parings!

At the moment, I have enough WIP's so I don't have concrete plans to write many new pairing.

I'd like to explore Logan/Lando and Logan/James a bit more (longer works).

I'm also tempted by Logan/George/Alex!

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 rpf #f1 fanfic #fanfic #my writing #ask game #ask #ask meme #merlin bbc #merlin fanfic

[ncis-fanvids]

NCIS - Blast from the Past - Kibbs - Kate x Gibbs - Hurricane - 30 Seconds to Mars

I had made this video almost a decade ago after I had binged NCIS for the first time. I recently dug it up and thought I might as well share it. It’s an “ecranisation” of a fanfic called “Blast from the Past”.

If you like it, feel free to reblog and / or comment ;-)

#ncis #ncis fanfiction #ncisfanvideo #kibbs #kate x gibbs #blast from the past #ncis amv #kate todd #jethro gibbs #ncis team

[faerywhimsy]

I am being completely normal about quietly compiling a Devil's Minion playlist and chatting to @eosphoroz about it. Wanting to track it before I forget why I grabbed each of them.

AKA: I went and gave myself more than two hours of feels, and now need to talk about it.

Ended up being a bit of a fanfic rec along the way as well, if you stick with it 😅

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Lorde cover (2013)

Daniel got everything he wants, coming to Lestat's house in New Orleans after his interview with the vampire. A vampire has found him here! Only, Armand is far more than Daniel bargained for.

Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you

Let's Dance - David Bowie (1983)

I'll admit this one first found its way into my playlist because of this Daniel/Marius fanfic by the same name, written by @cup-of-lixx. (Just know it's not the song the author intended listened to along with it.)

But, fuck, if this isn't the song that goes hand-in-hand with the QotD, 'Go now, start running!' line, I don't know what to tell you.

If you say run I'll run with you And if you say hide We'll hide Because my love for you Would break my heart in two If you should fall into my arms And tremble like a flower

The Frail - Nine Inch Nails (1999)

In those moments when Daniel thinks Armand has lost Daniel's trail, he pauses to eat or drink something and struggles to learn to recoup his losses. Only then to find Armand staring at him from across the street, or from under that bus stop.

This little recognised piece is a 114 second instrumental without lyrics. But I feel the title and tone of the track perfectly incapsulate Daniel's human frailty in those moments he's forced to introspect on what his life has already become, and even Armand's last words to him.

"I am going to let you leave here. I want to follow you, watch you, see where you go. As long as I find you interesting, I won't kill you. And of course, I may lose interest altogether and not bother to kill you. You may have hope in that. And maybe, with luck, I'll lose track of you. I have my limitations, of course. You have the world to roam, and you can move by day. Go now. Start running. I want to see what you do, I want to know what you are."

Hurricane - 30 Seconds to Mars (2009)

That whole run and chase part of the story happens in a bunch of vignettes, doesn't it? Well, good thing I have a few other songs to cover this period of time. If the last one was from Armand's PoV, this is from Daniel's.

Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead or alive to torture for my sins?

Sacrament (Acoustic) - HIM (2003)

Is it possible to have a VC playlist without 'His Infernal Majesty' (omg). Never mind that Ville Valo and his host of songs remains my existing head canon for Lestat during his rockstar period, this song perfectly captures the pull Daniel begins to feel towards Armand before he's even come to accept it.

I know my weak prayers aren't enough to heal Oh the ancient wounds so deep and so dear The revelation is of hatred and fear

Way Out Of Here - Porcupine Tree (2007)

Once Armand starts letting Daniel out of his sight again—largely because Daniel starts demanding, begging, irritating about becoming a vampire—Daniel starts running away. That'll show Armand! Daniel thinks. Only, he begins to start to realise that his time with Armand isn't so easily forgotten as all that.

I'll try to forget you And I know that I will In a thousand years or maybe a week I'll burn all your pictures, cut out your face The shutters are down and the curtains are closed And I've covered my tracks Disposed of the car and I'll try to forget even your name And the way that you look when you're sleeping

Opheliac - Emilie Autumn (2006)

I already made a post on this, but the TL;DR is that this has both Daniel's dysfunction vs Armand's composure in the form of Shakespearean quotations as different viewpoints within the lyrics.

You know the games I play And the words I say When I want my own way You know the lies I tell When you've gone through hell And I say I can't stay

Wanna Be Sure - Aidan Hawken (2010)

Daniel always leaves, but he always comes back to Armand again. Daniel always leaves, but Armand takes him back again. Neither of them can help themselves.

I keep coming back To you everytime Washing the walls of the room that you slept And the place that you hide I wanna be sure That your hearts on fire And your gonna be pure And that your love is all mine

Video Games - Lana Del Rey (2012)

This one I feel viscerally whenever I read a fic where Daniel is high or drunk out of his mind and completely, completely devoted to Armand.

There are way too many of those to link here, it being the central canon theme.

He holds me in his big arms Drunk and I am seeing stars This is all I think of It's you, it's you, it's all for you Everything I do I tell you all the time Heaven is a place on earth with you

Bloodstream - Stateless (2007)

Boy, this one's a heart jerker brought across from another vampire fandom, also very much pressing on those themes of obsession and addiction.

I think I might've inhaled you I can feel you behind my eyes You gotten into my bloodstream I can feel you floating in me

Possession - Sarah McLachlan (1993)

And just because there's the tiniest hint of a sweetness in these years between our boys (although truthfully we do get more of it in fandom) it felt like this rounded out our trio of Daniel loves Armand more than he loves his own life songs, and sometimes Armand even knows it.

mercy in you by @apoptoses is a freakishly good example of a moment of the strange sweetness between them.

My body aches to breathe your breath Your words keep me alive And I would be the one To hold you down Kiss you so hard I'll take your breath away And after I'd wipe away the tears

I Grieve - Peter Gabriel (1998)

This song frequently pisses me right off. It's got this really sweet melody for like, the first 3/4 of it, and then it ends out on this ridiculously bop-hopeful melody completely at odds with the rest of it.

But today, when listening to it as a song that starts while Armand is coming to reconcile breaking his vow never to make a fledgling with his blood, followed by the false hope of what might come afterwards... it actually works fabulously.

And I can't handle this I grieve, for you You leave, me Let it out and move on Missing what's gone They say life carries on .... Did I dream this belief Or did I believe this dream? Now I will find relief I grieve

Bel Air - Lana Del Rey (2012)

The haunting melody playing in the background of the movie version of the mind vision of Venice that Armand creates for Daniel as he turns him, the last time before the veil of silence falls between them.

There's an argument with this song that the corruption of wealth as evil signified in a place like Bel Air could mean this place represents for Hell, which I gotta say is also On Point with Armand's warnings.

Don't be afraid of me Don't be ashamed Walk in the way of my soft resurrection Idol of roses, iconic soul I know your name Lead me to war with your brilliant direction

Hardest of Hearts - Florence and the Machine (2009)

I heard this song for the first time via this Armand/Lestat fanart by @martinijordan. What can I say, it also makes me think of Armand turning Daniel from his PoV.

My heart swells like the water at wait Can't stop myself before it's too late Hold on to your heart Because I'm coming to take you Hold on to your heart Because I'm coming to break you

Hero - Nickleback (2003)

Akasha has just been killed. Daniel's a vampire, Armand's a vampire, they're both alive and together, and for just one brief, shiny moment... it seems like everything between them is going to be just fine.

I am so high. I can hear heaven. No heaven, no heaven dont hear me. Now that the world isn't ending It's love that I'm sending to you.

Euphoria (Firefly) - Delirium (1999)

As a vampire, Daniel is suddenly exposed to senses unimaginable to his human self from before. It's intoxicating and raw in this new and completely different way that the alcohol, the drugs, they didn't even touch. Daniel was so, so right about this being the only thing he ever wanted.

I never want to loose What I have finally found There's a requiem A new congregation And it's telling me go forward And walk under a brighter sky Every nerve glowing like a firefly

It Can't Rain All The Time - Jane Siberry (1994)

Will I ever not also think of The Crow with this song? That movie with its many similar visual themes to VC. For me, this song is the very beginning of Daniel's madness after turning, before he realises it's not exactly a 'normal' part in the process of becoming a vampire.

Sometimes you can barely tell the difference Between darkness and light Do you have faith In what we believe? The truest test is when we cannot When we cannot see There's something wrong, and It's hard to belive that love will prevail

Anna Begins (Acoustic) - Counting Crows (1993)

Make An Exception, a Fucking Devastating fanfic by @hekateinhell, but also words that are present in the lyrics to Anna Begins.

So now I'm always thinking of Daniel's madness and this song together. (Go read this fic, it will tear your heart out and make you cry in the best way - note: this is also not the song that was intended for listening with this fic by the author.)

he's talking in his sleep It's keeping me awake and [Daniel] begins to toss and turn And every word is nonsense but I understand and Oh lord, I'm not ready

Bring Me the Disco King - David Bowie (2003)

Ahahaha, this is Armand railing at Daniel because he wants to leave, despite Armand determined that all fledglings are doomed to loathe their makers, and basically turning that into a self fulfilling prophecy that both of them must live through.

It was bad when Louis left him. It's gonna be 70,000,000 times worse with Daniel.

Killing time in the 70's Smelling of love through the moist wind Don't let me know when you're opening the door Close me in the dark, let me disappear Soon there'll be nothing left of me Nothing left to release Dance, dance, dance through the fire

The Wooden Boat - Miranda Sex Garden (1994)

Full on madness for Daniel. Not with Armand anymore, but immediately before Marius sweeps him up. Has anyone registered my love of the minor key for this playlist yet? Hnng.

Hear me out, there isn't going to be a 'The Model Trains' song. However, there is a 'The Wooden Boat' song, and it's just freaky and eerie with only three stanzas for over six minutes, growing into a crescendo of background noises that speak beautifully to Daniel's gradual overstimulation and the world becoming an impossible place for him to live in anymore.

Bonus: This can be followed by the title track, 'A Fairytale About Slavery' then 'Cover My Face', for maximum indie music mind fuck.

For a moment you were almost there Through your veil I saw you stare Follow me, I'll lead you through my dreams Let me share the only thing I call my own

Medicine - Daughter (2015)

I was listening to this on repeat and making myself cry while writing Daniel in his madness the other day (no I'm fine, thanks for asking).

Technically this is definitely well into the 'playing with model trains' timeframe for me, rather than Devil's Minion, but it definitely gives the same angst vibes so, screw it, I'm including it here.

You could still be, what you want to What you said you were, when I met you You've got a warm heart You've got a beautiful brain But it's disintegrating

Hello - Evanescence (2003)

Look, so Daniel is the Devil's Minion, so therefore any song that makes me think of him is still technically Devil's Minion.

Okay. So, if the last song is Marius watching over Daniel and being aware of his mental state, this is Daniel inside his own mind being incredibly aware of his own failing state, over which there's nothing he can do. Other than be conscious of it, which is actually a big step.

If I smile and don't believe Soon I know I'll wake from this dream Don't try to fix me I'm not broken Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide Don't cry

My Beautiful - Lennon ft. Travis Meeks (2001)

Every single incredibly unsatisfying phone call between Armand and Daniel whilst Daniel is still vacationing at the Marius Home for Wayward Vampires (term taken from the fanfic scars by @serenwanders)

You called, I answered, but baby I'm only half awake 'Hush little one, with you here everything is going to be okay,' Is all you say but what if things don't go that way? It's over, we both know, we're both tired of playing the parts I said, 'Goodbye,' you said, 'Oh well nothing's really lost,' Call every now and then just to hear your voice talk to me You still say, 'Everything's all right' But it's not and that's something you're too blind to see

Just Give Me A Reason - P!nk ft. Nate Ruess (2012)

A tiny bit of hope in the jungle, and another phone conversation no doubt. Marius is trying to convince Armand that, after all his time with Daniel now, from Daniel's perspective at least, it seems to him all is not lost.

Alternate take: This is Daniel absolutely shitting himself as he and Marius ready themselves for Daniel to see Armand in person again for the first time in decades.

Just give me a reason, just a little bit's enough Just a second we're not broken just bent And we can learn to love again I never stop, you're still written in the scars on my heart You're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again

Rolling in the Deep - Adele (2011)

Everything is so. freaking. polite. when Armand and Daniel see each other that first time. It's like they're pod!versions of each other in front of everyone else.

But when they get a moment to themselves, there's this blow out argument, an end to treading on egg shells like they have been since Armand turned Daniel nearly 30 years ago. It's messy. Armand blames Daniel for leaving him. Daniel blames Armand for doing his best to make Daniel hate him. And, at the end, the arguing feels so familiar and comfortable that both of them start to relax in the beginning of healing their past together.

You had my heart inside (you're gonna wish you) Of your hands (never had met me) And you played it (tears are gonna fall) To the beat (rolling in the deep)

Hello - Lionel Richie ft. Jennifer Nettles (1983)

Forgiveness. Can you imagine? Indulging in obsessive behaviour is something Daniel will always have to watch for, but he and Armand have been through Hell together and come out the other side now at Trinity Gate. They earn their happiness and, finally, an ability to see and accept each other as (relative) equals.

And they never let each other go again.

Hello, is it me you're looking for? I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile You're all I've ever wanted and my arms are open wide 'Cause you know just what to say, and you know just what to do And I want to tell you so much, I love you

#completely normal #the devil's minion

[repressedqueen]

Comfort Tag Game

Tagged by the lovelies @rogerzsteven and @whumperific <33

Comfort movie

For soooo many years it was Love and other drags. Then came CA the Winter Soldier. I'm seriously not sure if i've watched a movie as many times as this one.

Comfort food

Chocolate crepes for sure. And ice-cream. Chocolate in general.

Comfort clothing

My pajamas and an extra warm cardigan.

Comfort song

Sooooo many. Of the top of my head: Hotel California (I swear i am not 60 lol, i just love classic rock), the kill by 30 seconds to Mars (ONLY the acoustic version), Fine Line by Harry Styles, Clocks by Coldplay and, thanks to buddie, Another love by Tom Adell

Comfort book

I will die reading The Song of Achilles.

Apart from that, I am both proud and ashamed to admit I only read fanfics for comfort.

Comfort game

I don't really play to be honest. Does solitaire count? (Again, I swear i am not 60 ;D )

Tagging some nice mutuals no pressure whatsoever @bievanbuckley @newtmaspassion @talespinner230 @tomlinpun @matan4il @crashlaanding @werdnamich @paranoidbean

#just to be clear i don't mean the 'ashamed' literally. there is nothing wrong with reading fanfics. i am just mad at myself because- #-i've stopped reading books and i used to love it. #but i'm trying to go back at it #tagged #game

[look-i-love-u]

Tag Game Thursday! Thank you, @celestialmickey, for the game. Thank you @energievie, @mishervellous and @mikhailoisbaby for the tag. You're all amazing!

Your name: Vey

Your age: On the wrong side of 30

Your hight in cm : 160cm

you’ve been invited to game night. you have to bring one drink, one snack, and one game. what do you show up with? Pink Wine, selfmade crackers, depending on the group of people I play with either "Halli Galli" - the game which results in hilarious laughter, sweaty armpits, scratched hands and maybe a broken finger/ or an Escape Room card game

last dream you remember: Sexytimes with a mermaid. (don't ask. I can't explain. I regret nothing)

last book or fanfic you read:

Book: She gets the girl - Rachael Lippincott

Fanfic: Ian is not a Vampire Slayer (which made me dig out my Buffy box set again)

a song you can’t stop listening to: Dschungel by Jennifer Rostock

a tattoo you’d get right this second: None. Something inside of me keeps saying that tattoos just aren't for me

favorite season & why: spring. Yearly reminder that new beginnings happen and that hope springs eternal.

a place you’ve never been but want to visit: Iceland

are you the eldest, middle, youngest, or only child in your family? Eldest

describe yourself in three (NICE) words: caring, creative, reliable

I'm tagging my darlings: @imikhailotakeyouian, @tsuga-of-mars, @vintagelacerosette, @shameless-notashamed, @surving-maybe, @ianstummy, @gallawitchxx and @shinygalaxyperson

#tagging game #personal

[coffeedrgn87]

5 Movies, 4 Songs, 3 Essentials, 2 Books, 1 Quote

Ah, my lovely lovely @wolfpants -- I'm so so so very excited about this tag, let's see what I can contribute...

5 Movies -- and I'm doing this in no particular order

Call Me By Your Name (trailer)

I mean, not only is Timothée Chalamet an absolute dream in this (and I don't even mean that looks-wise) but also I wept absolutely ugly tears for ages after the ending. I'm not entirely sure if that admission is the greatest way of plugging a movie, mainly because I wasn't prepared for feelings of that magnitude, but by gosh the intensity was so so so perfect.

Shelter (trailer)

That scene when Shaun comes down the stairs to open the door and finds Zach there gets me every single time and I swear I've watched this movie at least 10 times. It doesn't get old, it never will. Also, the soundtrack is pretty cool. Couple of really amazing tracks by Shane Mack. A personal favourite is 'Remember to Forget'. Always wanted to write something to that song, but never had an idea that stuck. If someone feels inspired and wants to surprise me, I'm always game ;-)

Our Flag Means Death (no trailer but 6 mins of Lucius being a MOOD)

Shush, it's a movie. All you need to do is string all 10 episodes together and you have an extended edition movie and I will not accept anyone even trying to disagree with me on that. Also, do I *really* need to give any reason at all as to why OFMD is so damned fabulous??? I mean, come on! If you haven't seen it yet, what rock have you been hiding under?

Brokeback Mountain

Go ask @phoebe-delia if you absolutely need an explanation of why this is on the list. 😸 😸 😸 This lovely sweet angelic devil will gladly spell it out for you.

Lan Yu 藍宇

This is an LGBTQ romance set in Beijing, China in 1988/89. Liu Ye is an absolutely brilliant actor and he's made me weep more than once (I recommend A Beautiful Life). As far as love stories and plots go, it is far from perfect but given the time it was filmed and the topics explored, it's a firecracker. It was also one of the first Chinese-language LGBTQ movies I watched and actually understood after I started learning the language and that made me appreciate it even more.

4 Songs -- again in no particular order

Hurricane - 30 Seconds to Mars

I cannot live without this song. It's a perfect walking song, I've exercised to it, I've had it play on repeat while in a writing frenzy and it's accompanied me during the one or other Shibari scene. There is such greatness to this song but writer or not, I do not have the words to explain what it does to me and why. Sharing the acoustic version for your listening pleasure.

G.E.M. - 你把我灌醉 (Intoxicated)

One of the few Chinese songs I can sing where I hit the notes mostly right. At least in the beginning. Apart from that, the lyrics, the voice!!! <3 <3 <3

JJ Lin 林俊杰 -女儿情 (A Daughter's Love)

I have a very soft spot for JJ Lin's voice in this song. Especially in the live version, which I have to listen to every couple of weeks and the mood usually strikes me right out of the blue. If you're interested in a rough translation of the lyrics, here is one that's not half bad.

Frank Sinatra - My Way

I remember, when I was a very little spruce I was always obsessed with my Papa's vinyl records. When he played them for me, when he took the record out of its sleeve and moved the needle and the music started, oh gosh, I was gone. My Papa never admitted to having a bit of a soft spot for good old Frankie but I distinctly remember Papa picking me up and twirling me around to the tunes of Mack the Knife. And later I discovered 'My Way' and it's always been a bit of a soundtrack to my life.

3 Essentials

Coffee (I mean, I have you met me?) writing (again, have you met me???) memories of my dad not necessarily in this order

2 Books -- why am I only allowed two???

Captive Prince Trilogy

Shush, it's one book. End of. And if you need any reasons as to why that's on this list, check out all the fanfic I wrote about those Kings.

The Great Wall by John Man

One of the first non-fiction books I read that truly impressed me in the sense that I realised informative works need not be dry and boring at all. John Man has such a refreshing way about him when writing about historic events that reading it not only feels like a journey back in time, but I distinctly remember having a good few laughs.

1 Quote

The beautiful part of writing is that you don't have to get it right the first time, unlike, say, a brain surgeon. You can always do it better, find the exact word, the apt phrase, the leaping simile. (Robert Cormier) This always struck me as particularly inspirational because it reminds me that I don't have to strive for perfection when I write my first draft. Getting there is a journey of edits, reaching out and asking for help, learning from others, researching, of saying to myself (repeatedly) that right now, this is as good as I am and that continuing to write will only result in improvement.

#tagging everyone who wants to play #this is a lot of fun

[drwhotht]

60 for 60 The Greatest Stories in Doctor Who History (2530)

60 for 60 — The Greatest Stories in Doctor Who History — (25→30) Blindingly belated, but neither belittled nor benighted.  Be-uteous. #30 The Doctor’s Wife – What initially could be dismissed from the log line as fanfic instead turned out to be a rather touching meditation on the one long-term relationship which had never really been touched upon before.  And it worked. #29 The Waters of Mars – While most think of the Tennent era as ‘sunnier’ Doctor Who, this was the flip side.  Bleak and unremitting, right up to and through the point where Doctor went demi-god. Mars was a story which felt weighty, and it delivered.  It’s important to have these tonally distinct stories within each era to provide contrast for the overall feeling an era has, although, of course, this can be taken too far (i.e. Kill the Moon) #28 The Robots of Death – An Agatha Christie mystery set upon a sandminer was not just a triumph of design and style, but in tone.  Creepy mechanical men?  Nuff said. #27 The Dæmons – Magic and mysticism in Doctor Who were never better executed than here.  The espirit-de-corps amongst the main cast make this the beloved classic that it is. #26 Amy’s Choice –  A sneaky, sneaky beast.  Quite likely not tilting towards the populist end of Doctor Who stories and instead into more of the esoteric, the first viewing of this story with it’s laconic pacing and lack of the “monster” per se was merely “whelming.”  A second, and it has to be said, more alert viewing, brought all sorts of revelations, most notably the nifty plotting and the amazing performances of Toby Jones and Karen Gillan. #25 Earthshock – Not unlike The Waters of Mars in the sense that this story seemed to have a sudden, darker tonal shift which set it apart from other Davison stories.  Suddenly the 5th Doctor had weight, even though he was largely carried along by events.  Also … Adric died. 60 for 60 carries forward, even though we’ll never know if we were right. Tags and categories: 60 for 60, Matt Smith, David Tennant, Peter Davison, Tom Baker, Jon Pertwee, Karen Gillan, Amy's Choice, The Dæmons, The Waters of Mars, Earthshock, The Robots of Death, Kill the Moon, The Doctor's Wife via WordPress https://ift.tt/HUgtQdA October 28, 2023 at 07:00AM

[allicatimagines-archive]

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[caroline18mars]

A Man On Fire - Chapter 85

Morning came all too soon, neither had slept a wink, their frantic lovemaking lasted until an hour ago, both of them not wanting their time together to end, “I don’t want to let you go” he pushed a tired kiss on the top of her head “it feels like we’re at crossroads again, I’ve only just found you again” his warm breath whispering against her head sent chills down her spine, I don’t want you to leave and I don’t want to leave this bed, I don’t want to leave you. Just jump on that plane to Australia with him and forget about your family, but he actually sealed her fate “but I understand you need to sort this out with your family and you know what they say ‘longing makes the heart grow fonder’ even though I don’t know if that is even possible” his lips curled into a sad smile, he so didn’t want to get up but her plane was leaving in a few hours. “Join me in the shower?” he growled letting go of her and sat up to push himself off the bed, why did he suddenly feel like he was 100 years old? Easy, because she kept him young. “Why don’t you go get a hot shower started, I’ll be right there” she pushed a kiss on his shoulders and grabbed her phone, 10 missed calls, all from Arno..hopefully they changed their mind, I don’t want to go..but I have to..get this sorted, the sooner I can leave this behind me, the sooner I can be with Jared again. Their bodies connected once again under the hot water with every last bit of passion they had in them, both of them not knowing when the next time would be, the only thing they knew was that it was gonna take a while and neither of them was one bit happy about that.//One last kiss and one final bear hug leaving her perfume to still dance in his nose and the firm promise to call him when she had landed, before the big steel bird had taken her away from him, he had never seen her so nervous and desperate, how would he even get through the days without her when he couldn’t even get through hours? His own phone bleeped him out of his train of thought, duty called, but he couldn’t care less. The only name on his mind was hers.

New York was cold and dreary, getting into the waiting cab, a whiff of his perfume drifted up to her, god I miss you Jared, why did I ever think this would be a good idea?

From: HCDeRobiano

To: BJLCubbins

Subject: back in the concrete jungle

Hello lover,

I miss you, more than I could ever say, this all seems so pointless without you. What am I even doing here?

Yours forever (if you let me)

Harper

Jared was finishing up packing his last bag when he felt the faint buzz of an e-mail, please let this be her..yes it was, his fingers stumbled over the screen

From: BJLCubbins

To: HCDeRobiano

Subject: Re:back in the concrete jungle

Hello sweetie,

So glad you made it safe back to the Big Apple, you’re there so you can get things resolved and leave this all behind as quickly as possible, so we can finally leave all this behind us.

I haven’t even left and the thought of being on that long flight to the other side of the world without you is unbearable, but let’s hold on to the idea that in a few days, you and I will be together again, doing what we do best, (we’ve been doing it all night, so I’m sure you’ve not forgotten about that)

Let me know how it went asap?

You’re on my mind always! I love and miss you too!

Your lover par excellence

J.

She got out of the cab and stopped in her tracks to read his e-mail, clutching the phone to her heart, she took a deep breath looking up at the hospital in front of her, here went absolutely nothing.

”Everything is loaded up, we can go now if you’re ready” the guy who came to pick him up said, “yeah, I’m ready” he closed the door behind him, all day he had been waiting for a call, a mail, anything, but nothing, every one of his calls had rolled to voicemail and it sure didn’t put his mind at ease, this was not like her, she always kept her promises and she had looked so desperate this morning. “We really need to go now” the driver’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, “yeah yeah, I know” he walked to the car, not able to keep his eyes off his phone when he shuffled into the backseat. For fuck’s sakes, why don’t you pickup?? It’s not switched off or has a flat battery, I’m sick of all this calling, hasn’t it come to your mind that I’m starting to get worries and I’m just about to board a plane? All annoyed he ended another attempt to call her. “Jay, come on” Shannon gestured at him to hurry up, he was trying to delay getting on that plane, “yeah, yeah one more call” he waved at him to get onto the plane already, Arno, great idea, he was gonna call Arno, 2 minutes later he was ready to throw his phone on the tarmac, why did everyone have phones when they just ignored every call or mail or text??? “Jared?” now it was Shayla’s voice who urged him to hurry up. “Alright, alright” he rolled his eyes and accepted his fate of being locked up in a massive plane high up there for almost an entire day without any news from her, maybe she would send him a mail, at least something to look forward to.

”Ciao Papa” she stuttered as she walked inside the room and saw her father sitting up in his bed, he looked like a new man, nothing like when she last saw him here attached to all sorts of tubes, was he alone here? Suddenly she was roughed pushed inside the room from behind, causing her to stumble forward while her mother pushed past her without a word or even a glance. “Come stai, Papa? You look so much better” just ignore all the aggressive stares, break the ice, Harper, just suck it up. “Harper Coco” hearing her father say her full name sent a shiver down her spine and not in a good way, he had always used her full name before he went in predator modus when she was a child. Coming here had obviously been a mistake, and where was Arno?, she really didn’t want to beat about the bush, she had Jared to go back to, would he be getting ready now for Australia? “do I look better? Well I certainly don’t feel much better, knowing it was you who put me here in the first place, but I guess you always had your heart on hurting your mother and me, didn’t you?” his voice was ice and so were his eyes that drilled into hers.

“Will anything I say even matter? In my experience it has always been the other way round when you two knocked me around the house almost every day..” she spat back and he didn’t even flinch “Anyway, Arno said you wanted to talk to me? I’m here now, so talk”.  It was her father’s almost devilish grin that shook her to the core “Arno just did what we asked him to do..” he paused for effect “Let’s be honest here, you tried to kill us, Harper, plain and simple, and that ‘s not just an opinion, no, myself and the entire family are convinced that these..vile pieces of…” he hesitated, intense disgust scribbled over his face “mockery that you waisted paint on were an attempt to humiliate, even desecrating the importance and standing of one of the most ancient and most powerful aristocratic names of Italy that is the House of De Robiano d’Arcy”. Before she could even form a word, his voice thundered over her “ever since you were a child, you were demonic, always bullying, hurting your siblings, your parents..and now you thought you would serve the final blow and almost had me killed”. What??? What the fuck was he saying? “WHAT?? Are you fucking kidding me? I’m the bully??? I tried to kill you??? YOU!...YOU were the one who singled me out of all your children and beat me, kicked me until I was black and blue and had to be rushed to the hospital..what????” big tears of frustration and helplessness against this vicious and slanderous attack started to roll down her face while he single-handedly erased and re-wrote the pages of her haunted childhood and youth that had been packed with physical abuse.

”Your outburst is another fine example of your psychopathic nature, you need professional help, girl..it just goes to show that your mother and I were right to cut you off of your financial support and to take away your title..you were never one of us and neither did you ever want to be, and if an attempted murder is your way of paying us back for everything we have done for you emotionally and financially, then I see no other way of disowning you completely”. A door opened behind her and a few sharp dressed men walked in “Miss Harper Coco De Robiano d’Arcy? As attorney of Mr. and Mrs. De Robiano d’Arcy, I hereby request to sign this document that will officially take away the aristocratic title that your name provides, neither shall you receive any financial support by requesters present here, subsequently you will also be written out of the requesters testament and will, neither will you be able to contest this decision. Should you seek contact with any member of the family mentioned hereabove, for any reason, a summon to court will follow” He put the document on the table and pointed out where she needed to sign, completely overwhelmed  and distraught by this ordeal, she put the pen to paper and scribbled her name, soon as she put down the pen again, he handed her a copy of the document. “This is your copy, and this..” another document was handed over to her “is a summons to court for abuse and neglect. I must emphasise that this summons will be under scrutiny of the court and should any info show up in the media or elsewhere, you will be charged with intentional disclosure”.

#jared leto #jared leto fanfic #jared leto fanfiction #fanfic #30 seconds to mars #30 seconds to mars fanfic #fanfiction #fic #30 seconds to mars fanfiction #30 secondstomars fanfic #A man on fire #chapter 85 #caroline18mars

[darklydeliciousdesires]

Bedtime Pleasures - A Shannon Leto/”You” one shot story.

Just a quick little Shan fix for my lovely fellow Shan girls to enjoy here! Usual disclaimer applies :) 

Your back hits the bedroom wall with a thud much louder than you expected, your shoulders sore from the force of the push that moved you there in the first place. You don’t care though, the hazel eyes you’re staring into are worth it, as are the kisses the man they belong to begins to give you once more. You love it when he’s a little rough with you, after all. 

His strong hands knead the backs of your thighs before travelling up to give your ass the same attention, his tongue swirling with yours, stubbly beard scratching your lips as your hungry kisses deepen. This man, he’s all you’ve ever desired, all you’ve ever wanted or needed. The satisfaction you feel at him being yours is beyond sheer delight.

Those big hands tug at your underwear, pulling the silky shorts you’re wearing down your legs and letting them drop to the floor before using his knee to part your thighs wider, nibbling your bottom lip and then groaning against your neck when his fingers meet the soft skin of your slit.

Delving within to stroke at you, his groan only becomes deeper and more aroused, feeling you’re already wet for him. The warmth bathes his fingers, so silky and sumptuous to him, while you grip his arms and sigh at the feeling of being stroked, his lips kissing at your neck in the exact spot he knows always turns you on.

A soft exclamation of ‘ahhhh!’ leaves your mouth as his thick fingers press your clit, moving in circles first before his index and middle finger slide up and down over it, working in a scissoring motion that gently squeezes it as they rub.

Your legs tremble, gasping before his mouth is on yours once more, kissing you fiercely, leaving you breathless and giddy already. Moving you over to the bed he then pushes you down, his hands sliding up your body and taking the simple cotton dress you’re wearing with them, the fabric bunched at your waist.

His hands glide back down again as he kneels at the foot of the bed, parting your legs and holding them wide as his head dips down and his lips part, ready for the introduction of his tongue where his fingers previously worked their magic.

Your head tilts back as you moan softly, his tongue licking at you gently while his hands stroke your stomach. He circles your clit with the very tip, alternating between that and soft, fast flickers, the light touch making your head spin as your body yearns for firmer contact.

He stops momentarily, laughing softly when you make a noise of displeasure, getting up to turn on the lamp. He always loves to see you, sex with the light off is never an option for him. It’s as he’s walking back to the bed that you see his erection tenting his jeans, a sight that makes a delicious tingle run through you.

“Ahhhh, ohhhh.” You exclaim, your fingers stroking his hair as his lips suck at your clit, making it harder, his tongue then beating back and forth over it. His fingertips stroke your thighs, evoking a lustful quake across your body, mouth making you so wet and ready for him that you can barely wait until that bulge you saw a moment ago is released and sliding within you.

Your need to be fulfilled in such a manner is gratified when he begins to explore you with his fingers, the tips playing with your opening firstly, teasing the soft flesh before pushing within. He circles them around, giving you a thorough stroking on the inside before he begins rubbing your g spot, his tongue beginning to move in a faster beat over your clit.

You start to pant, those pleasant shudders becoming more violent as your body hums with erotic energy, your legs clenching as your fingers tug at his short hair. He knows how to build you up quickly, speeding up using a lighter touch and then slowing down and administering a firmer one, moaning deeply.

“You’re getting so fucking wet for me, beautiful. Damn, this pussy tastes so sweet.” He murmurs, sucking on your clit again and making you holler in appreciation. That sudden suction on an area so sensitive literally takes your breath away, forgetting to breathe until you moan again at the feel of his tongue pressing hard against your clit and starting to wiggle from side to side.

You look down at him, watching him devouring you as he stares back, beautiful hazel eyes glowing almost gold in the soft light, winking at you before his long eyelashes shutter his irises, eyes closing as he begins to suck at you again.

The spiralling, tingly heat of your imminent release builds ever stronger, his tongue and fingers working faster and faster, your chest heaving with every laboured breath as sweat beads your trembling body, until…

“Oh god, ahhhhhh!” There it is, the moment your body is alight with utter rapturous pleasure, lingering as he continues to lick at you before it slowly ebbs away once more. He kisses your inner thigh while you catch your breath, sitting up to take your dress and bra off as he stands up again.

Gesturing that he should pull his t shirt off you play with your tits as he strips for you, watching you intently as you pinch your nipples and kiss his taut abdomen.

By the time your hands reach to unfasten his jeans, he’s hard again, his dick bulging out as you pull them off. It springs free when you remove his boxers, thick, rock hard and pleasantly musky in scent, waiting for your mouth to encase it.

“Mmmmm, fuck, baby.” He groans when your begin licking the head of his cock, flickering your tongue back and forth over the very tip before circling all around it, your hand squeezing his shaft before your mouth slides down slowly.

You keep repeating this slowly to begin with, cupping his balls and rolling them in your palm while your other hand strokes his back, speeding your mouth up eventually, but not too much. You know slow and deliberate gets him excited.

Making a point of tightening your lips around his shaft, you feel him harden even more once the pressure is released, continuing to do this as you feel his hips begin to slowly move back and forth, fucking your mouth in a non-obnoxious way.

Keeping your head still and gripping his hips, you let him continue doing this, your tongue flickering against the underside of his shaft as it slides in and out of your mouth, Shannon looking down at you intently. “I’m going to fuck your pussy so damn hard.” He tells you, stroking your cheek with his thumb before closing his eyes and groaning again.

His fingers run through your hair as he continues to watch, you taking control again to pump his shaft with your hand quickly, your tongue licking the tip of his cock. He hisses a sharp breath, groaning deeply thereafter at the sudden change of pace, smiling down at you. He knows full well what you want.

“You want me balls deep in your beautiful little pussy, huh honey?” he asks, watching you nodding in reply. “Come here then, climb on.” Sitting down next to you on the bed he chuckles at the speed you move astride him at, both of you moaning contently when after guiding him to your opening, you sink down on his thick erection.

He fills you to capacity, stretching you deliciously as your bodies begin to rock together, his hands stroking your back as you kiss each other hungrily. His body is utter fit perfection, carved arms from drumming, strong and powerful as they wrap around you a little tighter.

The smattering of dark hair on his chest brush your nipples as they skim against it, Shannon sucking on your tongue before pushing you back to lay a line of kisses from your throat down to your tits. The feeling of his tongue paying attention to your nipples in turn as your pussy flexes around his slippery dick has you alight with euphoria, crying out as you grasp his thick shoulders.

His thick, dark pubes tickle against your clit as you slide up and down on him, holding his face in your hands and kissing him again, passion washing over you both as you relish in this moment, in each other, surrendering yourselves to it totally.

Moving underneath you he places you on the bed so he’s behind you, sinking back into your heat while you arrange yourself comfortably, enjoying the slow, sensuous thrusting of his hot, steely erection. His hands stroke your ass cheeks, fingers flexing against them in squeeze and palms coming down to spank them sporadically, those big hands eventually settling at your waist.

Increasing the pace he holds you still, forcing you to take the brunt of each deep, keenly delivered thrust, his groans deep and saturated in lust. Every last inch of his manhood has your body alight with utter heavenly bliss, your soft cries and mewls beautiful to his ears. He loves hearing how much he arouses you and this only propels him on faster.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Damn, you feel good, ahhhh!” he grunts, his tongue then running up your spine slowly and fluidly, kissing the back of your neck before suddenly withdrawing from you, flipping your hot, overly aroused body over and sinking back into you again.

He pushes your legs up until your knees touch your chest, smiling down at you as you cry out with every breath as how utterly amazing he feels inside you, whispering to you how pretty you are as he reaches between you and begins to rub your clit with his thumb.

Pre-orgasmic judders spark within you at that, the feeling of flush, light headed bliss beginning to sweep through you as you feel your pussy throb around his cock, knowing it won’t take long. The pace becomes voracious, Shannon moving within you like a jackhammer as all control is lost and both of you are speeding towards your ultimate undoing.

He comes before you, his eyes closed tightly and mouth agape as his cock twitches and shoots its hot load deep within your quivering walls, your orgasm only delayed by as few moments and then spurred on amazingly when he bends to suck one of your nipples at the precise moment you cum.

It feels like someone plugged you into the mains, like a bolt of electricity just shot through you, the pleasure of your orgasm so intense it takes you a while to open your eyes as you gasp for breath. When you do, there are those familiar, golden hazel orbs staring down at you, his hands stroking your face.

He kisses you a few times before withdrawing from you, bundling you up in warm cocoon of strong arms and soft blankets, your hazy, post-orgasmic glow sending you to sleep as he kisses your head and eyelids. Bedtime pleasures never felt as good as they do with him.

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[simple-girl-of-huge-imagination]

The Kid of Mars – Chapter 75 – The walls that we built from bottles and pills

Later that day Catherine dragged herself to bed. She was really tired, with Jared absent she had been accumulating more and more responsibilities at work, some of them weren’t even directly related to her original functions but someone had to keep the boat sailing and she knew that the only people Jared fully trusted was she and Emma. Moreover, the fact that she was almost eight months pregnant wasn’t exactly helping her either.

When she walked into the room Jared was still in a heavy sleep, all curled up and looking like a little boy trying to hide from something. “Honey, if you sleep like this your back will bother you tomorrow.” She tried to make him move, but the pills given to him were really doing their job, so she ended up moving his dead weight the best she could. Catherine laid next to him and wrapped her arms around his body. Usually he would react and protectively hug her back but that didn’t happen that night.

In the morning, when she woke up found Jared with his eyes already opened and staring at the ceiling. “Good morning sleepy head. How are you feeling today?” She tenderly caressed his head, placing his long hair away from his eyes. “Weird” He answered, his voice a little emotionless. “You’ll be better soon. You must be hungry…” That moment Shannon knocked on the door and Catherine told him to come in. He had spent the night there in case something was needed. “Hey bro. How high are you?” Shannon joked but after crossing eyes with Catherine realized that wasn’t the right mood. “I’m going to prepare something for us to eat.” She stood up and Jared tried to the same but almost felt to the floor. “I’m ok, just dizzy.” He tried to justify. “Do you want me to bring you breakfast here?” Catherine suggested, worried about him. “No. I’m not sick” He dryly answered. “Let me help you then.” Shannon wasn’t taking no for an answer.

After breakfast they were expecting him to start getting ready to go to the hospital but surprisingly he went straight back to bed, without a word. Catherine and Shannon looked at each other and followed him. “Are you still feeling dizzy?” Catherine was trying to understand what was wrong. “I don’t know. That shit they gave to me yesterday messed with me… I just need to rest for a bit.” At least they got a couple of sentences. “I’m going to the hospital Jay. Do you wanna come with me to check on Ricky? You can return with mom.” Shannon suggested, not really sure about what to expect. “I… I can’t do it today…” He was trying hard to find and excuse but they could see the sadness covering his features once again. “It’s ok honey. You don’t have to go. Just take the day to rest, it’ll be good for you.” Catherine cupped his face and kissed his head. “Yeah, you don’t have to worry. We’ll look after Ricky.” Shannon assured. “Thanks. Could you leave me alone for a while?” He didn’t asked that in an unpleasant or angry way. He just seemed tired. “Sure. Just call me if you need anything.” Catherine reminded before she and Shannon left.

“He’s not ok.” She concluded, the moment they were far enough from Jared’s room. “That’s not my brother. My brother doesn’t say he needs to rest and doesn’t go to bed after having breakfast.” It was time for Shannon to freak out. “But he really needs to rest. Maybe if he sleeps enough, he’ll be back to his normal self and the pills the doctors prescribed will help him…” Catherine tried to be rational. “I hope you’re right. But he didn’t even call my mom to know how Ricky’s doing.” She couldn’t deny that all his behavior was weird but justified. “You told me yourself the doctor said he’s depressed. A depression doesn’t go away from a day to another, we need to be patient with him.” Shannon ended up sitting down and took a deep breath. “You’re right. Honestly I don’t even know how he held up during all this time. I’d have gone crazy months ago.”

A couple of hours later Constance arrived home and hugged Catherine tightly. “Shannon told me about Jared. How’s he now?” She asked, obviously concerned about the wellbeing of his son. “He hasn’t left the room yet. Every time I go in there he just pretends to be asleep.” She confessed. “I’ll see if he talks to me.” Constance decided. She was clearly very tired too, but that mother instinct spoke louder. “How is Ricky?” Catherine finally asked, already mentally prepared do bad news. “He’s stable. Still asleep and connected to machines but not worse.” Not everything could be terrible after all. Constance finally went to check on his son and Catherine tried to work for a little but curiosity took the best of her so she decided to check what was going on. Before arriving she could already listen to the sobs and she didn’t had to enter the room to see Jared crying on his mother’s arms while she tried to calm him down. They stayed like that until late in the evening.

On the next morning Jared wasn’t by her side when she woke up. Catherine’s immediately thought that it was a good sign to have him out of bed. She search for him and found him in the studio working. That was nothing unusual but then she saw a cup full of something that was neither water nor almond milk. “Good morning.” Jared forced a smile when realized Catherine was watching him. “Jared, honey…” Catherine started when saw the bottle of whiskey. “You don’t drink in the morning or in any other hour and definitely not while taking medication.” She took that away from him. “I know, don’t judge me please. I thought that it would help me calming down.” He tried to justify himself. “I’m actually trying to work on something.” He smiled at her, looking for some approval. “I’m happy that you’re trying to work but maybe you should take it easy… Do you want to visit Ricky today?” His behavior was still odd. “Not yet. I’d rather stay here and work on some music. He isn’t conscious so it’s not like he’ll miss me.”

Catherine decided not to force him. However he refused to visit his son not only on the following day, but on the following week. Not only that but he refused to take his medication and to see any doctor or therapists and he had been drinking. Not that he was walking around drunk but it was becoming usual to find him with a bottle of some liquor next to him. “Dude, what the hell are you doing?” Shannon asked when caught him and while taking the glass out of his hand. “You’re the last person that can tell me not to drink, Shannon.” Jared got all defensive. “This is not about me. You’re better than this Jared and you know how this can end. If you were on your right state of mind you wouldn’t be doing this and you wouldn’t spend one week without visiting your son.” Shannon was grabbing him by his shoulders and almost shaking him. “You wanted me to come home and rest and that’s what I’ve been doing. Just let me live my life ok? Last time I checked you had your own shit to worry about.” He got free from Shannon’s grab and turned his back on him. “If it still concerns you, Ricky is getting better. Maybe they will wake him up soon.” Jared was already moving out of the room but stopped and took a deep breath. “Then what? He’ll get worse again?” He kept walking away.

Later that day Catherine headed to the studio trying to find Jared. It was already late in the evening and it had been hours since the last time she had saw him. Shannon had spoken to her about their incident earlier and she had decided that it was time to tell him a couple of truths. However she couldn’t find him at the studio neither anywhere else in the house. She tried to call him but he wouldn’t pick up his cellphone. She tried again, left some messages, always without an answer.  She was already panicking a little when decided to call Shannon. He was at the hospital with Constance and she thought that maybe Jared had gone there to finally see his son. But he wasn’t there either. Realizing how nervous she sounded, Shannon asked her to sit down and wait for him, promising that they would find Jared. Catherine did as she was told but didn’t stop trying to call him.

In a blink of an eye Shannon was back home and trying to comfort her the best he could. “I already called some of his friends, searched on social media, googled him…” Catherine was crying while trying to explain. “I should have checked on him earlier Shannon. I knew he was not ok.” She was panicking and blaming herself. “It’s not your fault. I was the last one who saw him and I wasn’t exactly kind.”  Shannon was also felling guilty, thinking how Jared had always been there to support him. “I’m going to drive around and maybe call some guys… We’ll find him.” He was trying to make a plan when they heard some noise outside. “Stay here.” Shannon ordered and went there to check what was going on. He saw a cab, a pissed driver, and someone clumsily trying to open the gate. It took a moment for him to realize that it was Jared. Shannon ran next to his brother without knowing if he should hug him in relief or hit him hard. He opened the gate himself and Jared immediately felt into his arms. “That guy is completely drunk. He yelled and cried all the way here. Is this even the right address?” The driver complained. “Yes it is.” Shannon answered while picking a ridiculous amount of money from his wallet. “I guess that’s enough. Thank you for service, please forget about this incident.” The pissed looked on the driver’s face was replaced by a grin when saw all that cash.

“Where is Catherine? I need to see her and explain…” Jared cried while his brother was trying to take him inside. He was terribly drunk. “She’s inside. Explain what man?” Shannon was trying to understand what he meant. Jared was about to answer but threw up on his own doorstep. “It’s ok. Just let it go.” Shannon told him as Catherine appeared at the door to see what was going on. “Oh my God Jared. I was so worried…” Jared threw himself into her arms the moment he saw her, missing his own puddle of puke for a tiny bit. “I’m so sorry. I really am… I didn’t meant to.” Catherine hugged him tightly without really understanding what he was talking about. “It’s ok honey. You’re home now.” But Jared kept crying and shanking his head. “No, you have to know. I was drunk and she sat on my lap and tried to kiss me but then I stopped. I swear that I stopped and ran away and got into a cab…” He said all of that in a single breath, without stopping crying. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He knelt in front of her begging for her forgiveness. His beautiful blue eyes were red and he seemed lunatic. “It’s ok Jared. We’ll talk about it in the morning.” She tried to tranquilize him as Shannon was helping him back on his feet. She didn’t even know if what he had just said actually happened and if so if she should be mad. At the moment she could feel nothing but pity towards him. “No it’s not ok. You don’t deserve me. You should ran away and take our daughter with you. I’m a terrible father and I will never be a good husband.” Catherine didn’t know what to say anymore. The entire situation was just sad. Meanwhile Shannon was doing his best to carry his little brother to the room. “Come on Jay. Stop making a fool of yourself. You need a shower and to sleep.” However Jared was still offering some resistance. “Catherine, please. Forgive me and promise me you’ll stay here.” He begged once again. Catherine walked to his side and tenderly kissed his forehead, ignoring the mixed smell of vomit and alcohol. “I’m not going anywhere with this huge belly of mine. But we all need to rest. Go with Shannon and I’ll meet you in a bit.” Those words calmed Jared down enough for him to allow Shannon to drag him. “I love you and I want to marry you.” He said when no one else was expecting more words. Catherine didn’t know how to answer to that and stayed quiet, assuming it was also the alcohol speaking. Shannon just shook his head and forced Jared into his room.

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[storiesforallfandoms]

always overlooked ~ shannon leto

word count: 1615

request?: yes!

“I love the Leto brothers but Shannon doesn’t get enough love. My request is that Shannon in in love with reader but he thinks she likes Jared.Shannon over hears the reader confessing to Jared that she loves Shannon. He corners her and things get heated. Sorry if isn’t kinda long”

description: after being overlooked by his famous brother for so many years, he never expects the woman of his dreams to fall for him too

pairing: shannon leto x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

When your brother is a big well known actor as well as a musician, it’s easy to be thrown into the shadows. That’s how Shannon saw it, anyways.

He had been a part of Thirty Seconds to Mars since the band’s inception, just as long as Jared had been in it. He was a part of every album, every song, every tour, every interview. He was just as much a part of the band as Jared was, but because of Jared’s fame in the acting department, he was the only one that people knew. He had a name to the public, but Shannon was always “the drummer”, or “Jared’s brother”, or “hey, who’s this guy with you?”.

Shannon was constantly overlooked, so of course he expected things to be the same when it came to (Y/N).

They met through Jared (of course). She had worked with him on a movie and after the very first day Jared had immediately called Shannon to tell him, “I want you to meet this girl I’m working with.”

As Jared predicted, Shannon really liked her and the two of them hit it off the minute they met. He had never felt this way for anyone before. She was so easy to talk to and they shared similar interests. He spent nearly an hour just talking to her before she was pulled away for filming.

Shannon felt so hopeful that he could have something with (Y/N), until he watched a scene between her and Jared. He knew it was just acting, there was nothing to it, but there was something in the way she looked at Jared, both in and out of character. It was a look he had seen before, the look Jared had gotten over him numerous times. He could just be reading too much into it, but with how many times he had been hurt and overlooked in the past, he didn’t want to get his hopes up again.

Near the end of filming, Shannon was visiting set as he usually did. He was about to knock on Jared’s trailer door when he heard a familiar voice inside.

“Can I ask you something?”

Shannon’s heart squeezed in his chest. He should’ve knocked or walked away and came back later. He had a feeling he shouldn’t be here for whatever (Y/N) was about to ask Jared. But he was stuck in place - his hand raised to knock, leaning forward just enough to hear the conversation.

“Is Shannon single?”

The question threw off both Leto brothers as Jared was silent for a moment.

“Yeah, he is,” he finally said. “Why do you ask?”

(Y/N) sighed. “I’m going to tell you something and you have to promise not to tell anyone.” There was a pause as Shannon figured Jared nodded. “I really like Shannon. Ever since I first met him, I had feelings for him.”

Shannon sucked in a breath, but quickly clamped a hand over his mouth in case they could hear him.

“I thought things were going so well that first time,” (Y/N) continued. “But then he got all...closed off. I don’t know, maybe I’m reading too much into it, but he just doesn’t seem the same anymore. I thought maybe it was because he started seeing someone.”

“If he has, he hasn’t mentioned it. Why haven’t you talked to him about how you feel?”

“I just told you I thought he was in a relationship. I didn’t want to break my own heart by telling him I have feelings for him and he tells me he has a girlfriend.”

“Well, as far as I know he’s single, which means you should go for it with him.”

Before anything else could be said, the trailer door opened, nearly knocking Shannon over. He froze like a deer in headlights as he looked up at Jared and (Y/N), their shocked expressions mirroring his.

Jared looked over at (Y/N) before facing Shannon again. “Hey brother. I gotta go to set, but you two have a lovely conversation.”

He gave Shannon a knowing look before walking past him, leaving him and (Y/N) completely alone. Shannon’s ears were burning in embarrassment from getting caught. He wanted to disappear into the ground and never face (Y/N) again.

She was staring at the ground, refusing to make eye contact. “Were you just...listening to us?”

Shannon opened his mouth to respond but nothing would come out. He was caught red handed. There was no use in lying now. So he just nodded. (Y/N) shuffled awkwardly. “How much did you hear?”

“Probably more than I should’ve.”

(Y/N) cringed. “So...you heard...”

Shannon nodded. (Y/N) groaned and buried her head in her hands.

“I kind of agree with Jared,” Shannon said. “I wish you had told me how you felt.”

(Y/N)’s head snapped up to look at him. Wait, no, it wasn’t just a look. It was a glare. “Really? You’re going to say that to me after you heard me say that you’ve been closed off to me lately? How am I supposed to think you’ll react to me telling you I have feelings for you when you barely even look at me anymore?”

“I haven’t been that bad.”

(Y/N) scoffed. “Yes you have, Shannon! The first day we met, that first conversation we had, you were so open and bubbly and excited. And then the next day you suddenly changed. Everything you said was short and to the point, you only hung around with Jared, if we were in a room alone together you could act like I don’t even exist. And now you’re sitting here and telling me that behavior should’ve pushed me to tell you I had feelings for you?”

Shannon knew she was right. He knew he had been acting different around her. He had been trying to push her away so that he didn’t get hurt when she inevitably started dating Jared. To think that this whole time, she had feelings for him and not his brother, just didn’t seem right to him. He almost thought that this was all a dream and he was about to wake up at any second.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice just nearly a whisper.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and stood. “Yeah, whatever. I’m late to set.”

She tried to walk past him, but Shannon quickly grabbed her arm to stop her. “Wait, (Y/N). I’m serious, I am sorry.”

“That’s fine, Shannon. You can be sorry. But I don’t wanna stand here and talk about it anymore. I meant what I said to Jared, I don’t want to break my own heart. Let’s just leave it and pretend it didn’t happen and just...move on.”

She started to walk away again. Shannon called after her, “But what if I have feelings for you, too?”

She stopped and turned to look back at him. Her eyes were starting to water. “Don’t say that, Shannon, it’s not funny.”

“I’m not trying to be funny. I’m being serious.”

“If you have feelings for me, then why were you acting so cold towards me? Why didn’t you tell me how you felt?”

“Because I thought you liked Jared and I didn’t want to break my own heart either.”

The confession stunned (Y/N) into silence. She just stood there, looking at Shannon. It was his turn to fidget uncomfortably under her stare, wishing he could take the words back.

“Why would you think that?” she finally asked. Her voice had softened now and she was starting to approach him again.

“Because doesn’t everyone like Jared?” Shannon asked, a wry smile on his face. “He’s the actor, the lead singer, the heartthrob since he was young. Everyone loves Jared Leto, no one knows who Shannon Leto is. I��m always overlooked.”

(Y/N) walked up to Shannon and took his face in her hands. She made him look up at her and when his eyes met hers, she smiled at him.

“I’m sorry you’ve had to go through that,” she said. “But this isn’t one of those situations. I have feelings for you, Shannon, and only you. Jared is a friend and nothing more, and he’ll never be anything more to me. You’re the one I want to be with.”

Shannon couldn’t help but smile back at her. “Really?”

(Y/N) giggled. It was a beautiful sound. “Yes really. Did you not overhear everything I said to Jared earlier?”

Happiness and warmth flooded Shannon’s chest as he wrapped his arms around (Y/N) and leaned down to kiss her. They became lost in one another, completely forgetting the world around them. For all they knew, they were the only two people to exist. Just them and this kiss, the only things that mattered.

(Y/N) pulled away at the sound of her name being called. A crew member had been looking for her to tell her it was time to go to set. The two pulled away from one another, slightly flustered at being caught.

“I guess I have to go to work,” (Y/N) said.

“I guess I have to let you go to work,” Shannon said. (Y/N) giggled again and it made his heart feel light. “Are you going to be filming late tonight?”

“I don’t think so. I’m only needed for a few scenes today.”

“Okay, well, whenever you’re done today I want to take you out on a proper date.”

(Y/N)’s face brightened as she smiled from ear to ear. “I would love that. I’ll come find you whenever I’m done filming.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

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[rhina988]

Indecent Proposal - Chapter 26

Start from the beginning

Chapter 25

Melody’s POV

“Please…,” I whispered as my eyes closed, unable to bear the look of that man’s face anymore, “let go of me,” I tried to calm myself, hoping he wouldn’t do anything to physically harm me.

Suddenly, his grip became loose, and I couldn’t feel him grabbing me any longer. I opened my eyes, looking to the ground I just turned and ran out of the bedroom straight into the streets. I didn’t even know where I was going or what I was gonna do, I just had to walk. When people say that their entire life unfolds before their very eyes, this is what I had experienced after that horrifying discovery. My childhood, my first job, then becoming Jared’s assistant, and Jamie getting ill, then me signing a devil’s contract, and thinking I’ve ended up in a fairytale when all I did was live a terrifying horror story. 

In the middle of my baffling stream of consciousness, I felt somebody touching my shoulder. In one swift move, I turned ready to hit the person, when I saw Shannon.

“Hey, hey, it’s me, don’t kill me or anything”, he said with a smirk trying to make me smile.

“You’re not on my list today,” I said sternly, “What do you want, Shannon? “

“I just want to talk. And maybe make you come back home.”

“That’s not my home, Shannon,” I answered and continue walking, as Shannon started following me, “It never was, and after this, it certainly isn’t going to be,” I answered with blood boiling in my veins.

“Listen, Melody, I know what Jared has done can never be completely forgotten, but,…”

“Forgotten?!” I sniped at him. “Not only will I never forget it, but I will certainly never even forgive him! I thought I was going to die, Shannon. That day, when that man molested me, I actually thought I would die out of fear. How can you forget something like that?”

“I know it must be horrible for you, but Jared isn’t the one to blame. He did everything in his power to stop the bastard. That man just wouldn’t stop. He’s a bully, that’s what he does. And once he made a deal with Jared, which was by the way only meant to startle you. It never should have involved you being robbed, hurt or anything like that”

“He wouldn’t have made the deal in the first place if his intentions were good,” I said still shaking and feeling the tears rolling down my cheeks.

“I know. I don’t say I completely justify his actions, but you know how Jared can be impulsive sometimes. He doesn’t always think rationally, and to be fair, he was not in love with you when he made that deal,” Shannon still tried to soften me. “Once he found out about his true feelings, he did everything in his power to stop the bully from ever coming near you, but the guy just wouldn’t budge. He enjoys inflicting pain, and the minute he saw Jared squirm, he was even more eager to turn a simple tomfoolery into something much worse.”

“See, that doesn’t make me feel any better. Especially the part where he knew everything all along and we still ended up at the scene of the crime. Look, Shannon, I know you love your brother and that you’ll do everything in your power to bring us back together because that would mean the world to Jared, but you shouldn’t hold your breath,” I was trying to be as concise and precise as possible, with no mixed messages.

“What are you saying?” Shannon stood there fearing to hear the worst possible answer coming out of my mouth.

“We’re over. Jared and I are history. He can forget about ever being married to me, just as I’ll forget about him,” I finished, wiping the last tear that was rolling down my cheek.

“No, Melody. You can’t. He’ll die,” Shannon almost begged me to go back.

“Well, at least he’ll know how I feel right now,” I said turning the other way and going into an unknown direction. I just needed to blow off steam and at least try to take my mind off Jared for at least some time. 

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[harley-quinnn]

Haunted - (Haunted by Beyonce)

Jared Leto x Reader

Prompt: @jaredletodaddy/@garraebbrae asked: Hi ! I love your fan fics😍 I was wondering if you could do a fan fiction (Jared x reader ) based on the song Haunted by béyonce? Thank you ☺️☺️☺️💕

{A/N} Hiya puddin’! Sorry this took so long. I hadn’t heard the song before but gave it a listen and it kind of took me in a different direction than I thought it would! The tune itself made me want to write it in an atmospheric and almost a little eerie way. I hope ya enjoy the way I spun the song! Requests are open and there are a bunch in queue as well! <3

xo Harley

Warnings: Smut smut smut. But tasteful smut this time? You be the judge lol. Oh and a little daddy kink going on, too, of course.

“He was the sweetest guy I’ve met in a long time. And god.. He’s so handsome. We flirted the whole time,” I gushed to my friend, Lena, over the phone. I was staying in a luxe hotel, all thanks to a ‘me-time getaway’ from my family. They noticed all the hard work I’d been putting into other things that peppered my life, and I wasn’t going to say no to a free stay in a suite just below the penthouse- which meant the view was amazing.

“You have to tell me all about it when you get back. I can’t believe you ran into him. What are the odds? Is he filming something? No! Wait- maybe he’s on tour? I don’t know girl, but you’re one lucky bitch. Jared Leto..” she yawned then after her thousand miles a minute disposition wore thin on herself, and it was then that I decided to let her go, promising to give her all the details when I returned.

Charging my phone, I set it down on the nightstand and turned off the lamp. I watched lazily as the curtains danced lightly with the breeze from the open door to the balcony just off the bedroom. I inhaled and exhaled, my chest rising and falling as I thought about him. When my eyes finally closed, he was waiting; drifting like a ghost in the depths of my mind, only coming to fruition again through my dreams.

-x-x-x-

I leaned down toward him, my palms pressed into his shoulders like my body had been only seconds ago. The air was chilly and warm all at the same time as my every fantasy was finally coming to life.

His fingers slid carefully up my soft flesh, so carefully it almost tickled. My hair cascaded messily around my face, but when he held your gaze with an ice blue intentness, there was nothing else you could concentrate on but him; but the moment surrounding him and the now disembodied echoes of the groaning that’d been filling the silence between us that still lingered in my head.

The fullness between my thighs was a euphoric sensation, there was no one else who felt quite like him as he thrusted in and out of my soaked entrance, meeting my hips as I rocked them in turn, desperate to feel as much of him as I could. Every sound I made only upped the ante; it was a game he seemed to be playing with himself- just how much he could make me scream as my nails dug into his skin.

We’d only met hours ago, but the sparks that flew were instant. I wasn’t the kind of girl for a one night stand- hell, I was hardly the kind of girl to give it up so easily to anyone. But being presented with the opportunity of having Jared Leto take you to Mars, per se, how could I say no?

His hand reached for the back of my neck, gripping onto it with an urgency that plagued only a man riddled with carnal desire, pulling me down to press his lips to mine, parting them only to taste my tongue with his. He quickly became my favorite flavor as he rolled us both over with ease, pinning me to the large bed that cradled us both. It almost felt as though my wrists would snap under the weight of the muscles that donned his arms, but it was a beautiful sensation all the while.

The open windows let in the cool night air from the penthouse he’d slipped me the key to. It wasn’t his but he acted like he owned the place. The sounds of the city could be heard in what felt like an eternal distance, never quite catching up to my ears like his whispering against my hair did.

“You’re gonna take all daddy has to give you, aren’t you?” He asked, his tone almost demanding that I do, anyway.

I nodded, my legs splitting themselves apart again as he pressed a kiss to my ear, and then my neck, nipping at my clavicle and sucking on the tops of my breasts. He’d had me pinned against the doorway the moment we’d started, gripping my jaw and lightly slapping my cheek after every bratty remark I made to him, pushing me and testing me as he pressed his hips into mine, letting me feel just what I could do to a man like him. Oh, but I needed all of him; more of him. And I needed him as close as possible.

“Fuck..” I whimpered blissfully underneath his strong frame, feeling the presence of his thick member push into my velvety walls once again. “I’m gonna cum so hard for you, baby..”

Coating himself with my arousal, he slid in and out of my entrance slowly, groaning with each rough stroke back inside. My body jerked against the sheets, and all I wanted was more. My {E/C} eyes met his as he lifted his head, his hair falling perfectly as though he’d never had to try to style it in his life.

He claimed I was angel, but he was taking me to heaven tonight.

It was surreal and yet, tangible all at once. Like he was filming a movie and I was the leading lady. His thrusting grew rougher and quicker by the second, the pleasure building within me like a million fires burning in the dark. His touch was electrifying, his gaze enlightening.

If there was religion, it was him.

The moment he had me crying out, arching my back and trembling under his lustfully possessive grip on me, was the moment he roared my name, feeling everything all at once, just as hard.

And then we were back again, right where we were in bed from the beginning. His hands running back through my hair, my hands on either side of his face. He looked at me as though he’d never seen anything so beautiful in his life. His hands on my hips held a touch of clinginess to them, as though he were almost afraid I was going to disappear before his eyes. I offered him the softest of grins as his fingertips moved to lightly trace over my cheek.

My body exposed to him. His warm skin against mine. The silk sheets that covered just enough of both of us. It was all there, it was all felt. Until he blinked.

-x-x-x-

He was sweating.

Dripping sweat, and gripping the sheets, he panted. His eyes shot open, searching the room for any sign of life before he sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. His face was godly, chiseled to perfection as though he’d merely been in a meditative state for the past few hours. A glance at the clock on his nightstand told him it was 3 AM, and a glance at his pants told him he’d only been dreaming.

She was on his mind, and he hated to think about it. He’d stayed busy once he’d arrived back at the penthouse he was staying in that evening, which wasn’t a hard thing to do for an already busy man such as himself. But he was seeing her in his dreams now, unable to control the situation. She was already proving to be a hard girl to forget, and while he tried, his mind wouldn’t allow him to. Or maybe, it was his heart.

She was haunting him, that much was certain. But he was onto her, the game she’d played so effortlessly when they’d met just hours before his slumber. The casual flirting, the light touches; the way her eyes met his in such a meek, delicate manner.

He shook his head, trying to come down from the sudden rush of adrenaline and heat. As he laid back down, he wondered if she was onto the game he played right back…

If she was haunted by him, too.

{A/N} I hope this was understood as “shared dream” the way I intended it! Haha. Thanks for reading if you’ve gotten this far!!

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