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#Deep Steppin’
ghoul-haunted · 2 years
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every year I have plans to do character birthday art, and I always start months in advance because I think, ‘oh I’ll finish this up long before the birthday,’ and before you know it, it’s may 13 and you have to draw kamurocho
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babylonbirdmeat · 2 years
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I know nothing about High Wolf's other work but their sound on Etoile 3030 is VERY Sun Araw by way of Prince Rama which is like
Something Rute wants so badly it wishes they'd collabed on something other than Irene
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codesquire · 3 months
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Those last two verses from "Steppin' Out"...
🎶We are young but getting old before our time
We'll leave the TV and the radio behind
Don't you wonder what we'll find
Steppin' out tonight?
You can dress in pink and blue just like a child
And in a yellow taxi turn to me and smile
We'll be there in just a while, if you follow me🎶
Have lived in my head for 40 years.
Like it was such an incredible lyric that it burrowed itself into my consciousness.
Like, what a message for a small child to absorb.
I think, definitively, this may be my favorite song of all time.
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amyrahrose · 2 months
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°Content warning: Oneshot with JJK men. Sexual theme, Adult theme, penetration, unprotected sex (wrap it up!) missionary, pet names.
Author's note: 18 and under, Get to steppin'! Everyone else, please enjoy! 🤎
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“That’s it sweetheart, just like that. You’re taking daddy so well.” 
You moan shamelessly as you clenched around him, enamored by the feel of the veins of his long, thick cock rubbing against your walls. The squelching sounds of your pussy becoming louder by the second, intensifying as his strokes became more fluid and deep, bringing you closer to that sweet release you desperately craved for. 
“I think she’s enjoying this princess, just listen to her purr for me, fuck.” He groaned out. Looking down at where the two of you are connected, the sight of your puffy pussy engulfed around him like a glove had him going feral. Never has he had good pussy like this, he was obsessed. You were made for him. 
“Daddy, I’m close. Please don’t stop.” You whine out. 
“Cum for daddy baby, make a mess all over this dick.” He moaned out. 
The sight of you coming undone for him, eyes rolled to the back of your skull, back arched off the bed and squeezing his dick was all it took for him to finish right behind you. 
“Fuck.” He dragged out as thick ropes of his cum spurted out, filling you up and imprinting your walls with his seed. As you both took a moment coming down from the high and catching your breath, he captured your lips in a deep, sensual kiss before looking you deep in your eyes. 
“Good girl.” 
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Satoru, Suguru, Toji, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna.
© 2024 Amyrahrose. Please do not translate, copy, plagiarize, or repost (sharing links is fine 🤎) without my permission. You will only find my entries/content on tumblr!
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cranberryjuice-posts · 2 months
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If your still taking requests, could you do a Clarisse x Fem Child of Aphrodite reader who was a cheerleader before coming to camp and still has her uniform.
She remembers she has it and trys it on, it still fits and she feels nostalgic so she goes somewhere secluded to practice her old cheers. Doing all the tricks and blackflips.
Meanwhile Clarisse wants to see her favorite girl but can't find her so she goes looking and finds reader doing all that stuff?
Thanks! - Marshmellow🤍
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- 1! 2! Ready go! -
Pairings - Clarisse Larue x Fem! cheerleader! Reader
An - this is my last request YALL should do totes send more
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You had done cheer since you could remember. Elementary, middle school, basketball, competition and football cheer, even to your freshman year of high-school.
That all changed though when you had been claimed by your godly parent. You figured only a summer at camp would be sufficient and you could go back to your old school and continue cheer! That back fired however After a group of monsters attack a cheer camp you went too.
You didn’t mind at first, giving up the sport. But now sitting on your bed holding your old cheer uniform you couldn’t help but miss the sport. Some of your favorite memories were made in it after all.
An idea soon came to you however. If you put it on and did a few tricks it wouldn’t hurt right..?. Only one way to find out.
A little tight around the chest, and the skirt was much smaller than you last remembered, the uniform still fit perfectly. Throwing on a pair of white tennis shoes and pulling your hair back into a signature ponytail with a bow you ran out your cabin.
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The arena was empty as most campers were off playing capture the flag, conveniently your ‘ankle still hurt’ so you were allowed to sit out.
You let out a deep breath and adjusted your grip on your pompoms. Mentally prepping yourself before counting off. “1-2.. 1234——
“ Go team! Go team!
Who do we mean?
We'll say it loud,
Because we're proud.
P-A-N-T-H-E-R-S!
Panther pride! Panther pride!
We're steppin' up, so step aside!
We're the best; we're here to win
Panther power's here again!”
The feeling of doing an old cheer brought back an old sense of adrenaline. You shook your pompoms above your head with a wide smile.
“V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!
We're gonna win the game
And you wanna know why?
'Cause we've got spirit
And we're riding high, so
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!”
Tossing the pompoms aside you let out a deep breath. Doing a round off back hand spring while sticking the landing you panted. It had been a while since you had last some the tricks showing you were out of practice.
In the distance you heart a slow clapping. Looking over nervously you saw clarisse sitting on the bench near by you. “Why didn’t you ever tell me I was dating a cheerleader? I mean damn there’s something’s I’d like to brag about” she teased making her way over to you, grabbing your waist and admiring your uniform
“You brag to much as it is you don’t need another thing to add to that list” you gave her a slight unamused look. “And by your good attitude I take it you won?”
Clarisses grin confirmed your suspicions. She kissed you, once again squeezing your waist slightly. “Yeah you definitely won” you smiled.
“Obivously, you really think I was just gonna let annabeth embarrass my cabin again? No fucking way— ” with one final squeeze to your waist Clarisse started to lead you out of the arena.
You tried to stop her mainly because of how exposed you were in your uniform but the other woman didn’t seem to really care.
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YN - Clarisse half My Ass is out let me go change
Clarisse - nah it’s fine besides you look cute in your uniform
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octuscle · 5 months
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Hey I love to become Stereotypical blonde football player guy with amazing muscles and a hairy body
"Why don't you take this spring break too, darling?" "Why don't you relax after your first semester, you've been so hard-working, boy" You can't hear it anymore. After the exams, you would have loved to go to the mountains. Hiking. And explore the starry sky at night. But no, you gave in to pressure from your parents and set off for South Beach in your ancient VW Jetta. This is going to be endlessly embarrassing. You're pale, chubby, completely untrained. You're a virgin. No one has ever sucked your pathetic little cock. And you've never sucked anyone else. For your taste, it should have stayed that way. But now it's Florida. And you don't even drink alcohol.
Your father actually found a cassette entitled "Freshman's Guide to Spring Break". It's embarrassing enough that you only have a cassette player in the car. You listened to your beloved 12-tone music during the whole journey. Schönberg was a genius after your own heart. But now, just under an hour before your destination, you put the cassette in. Accompanied by hip-hop, someone speaks in a nasty slang. You can just imagine the guy Football-Jock. One of the guys who bullied you at college last year. "Yo, dude! let me tell you ha to get da hottest spring break. You'll have more sex n more fun dan you can imagine." You take a deep breath. This is going to be great… "You should start uh year in advance n get your muscles burning every day. An important motto of spring break is n remains 'sun's out, guns out'." Well bravo, then you can turn around right away. What kind of stupid advice is that an hour before you get out of the car? A little late, perhaps, to… Damn it! Your muscles are swelling. And in your head, a profound knowledge of the gym matures. Hey, the gym is your home. "Bruh, last haircut maximum three months before you go to da beach. Yes, your mommy will be sad about da messy look at christmas. But uh surfer's mane is best for da beach." You said it, dude. You think to yourself. Your hair is flapping in the wind. You love it. "N bruh, don't wash your hair two weeks before. You can smell da sweat from your football helmet in your hair." Hehehe, sure thing. Showering sucks, but washing your hair is for wimps. You love the look when you take your helmet off after the game and your sweaty hair lies wildly on your head. "My tip, dude, is that da last time you shave is two weeks before spring break. Nah one wants uh clean shaven guy on da beach. N while we're on da subject of shaving. You can shave your chest again four days before you get ta steppin. Da stubble on your mighty pecs looks hot." The traffic is getting heavier. More and more party-addicted students are clogging up the streets. You scratch your chest. Yes, the bruh with the podcast coming from the sick speakers of your powerful new car knows all about it.
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"So dude, before you hit da road, one last workout. You'll have somethin other dan sport on your mind for da next few days. Nah more showers afta training n keep your training clothes on for da journey." It already smells a bit in the car. But it's the stench of youthful masculinity. Up ahead is the guesthouse where the others from your football team are staying. Some of them are already there. And obviously already drunk. The podcast said that the most important accessory in the car is the cool can of beer for the arrival. Hell yes! You park the car, get out, rip open the can, drink the beer on ex and crush the can between your forearm and biceps. Spring break is only once a year. Let the games begin!
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anomaly-hivemind · 7 months
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Their Toy || No. 3 w/Michael Myers, Ghostface, Jason Voorhees x Fem!Reader
Kinktober Masterlist
Warnings: bukkake, Dubcon, rough sex, degradation, mask kink, overstimulation, creampie, circle jerk,triple penetration, double penetration in two holes?, all holes filled, large cock, size kink, multiple orgasms,fingering, forced orgasms, deepthroating, foursome/f/m/m/m, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, squirting ,face fucking,rough oral sex, choking,gangbang, slight stalking, Voyeurism, come as lube, hair pulling
Word Count: 3358
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Y/N was walking home from work when she got a call from her friend, They practically begged her to come. She didn’t particularly want to as she was looking forward to binge watching her favorite show again but she eventually caved. What was the worst a few hours out on a Friday night could do?
A Lot.
A lot worse…or is this better?
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Y/N flopped on the bed and let out a deep sigh,
“Come on Y/N get the hell up. You promised yourself no outside clothes on the bed.” She spoke to herself before reluctantly getting up and heading to the bathroom. Stripping from her work clothes she messily folded them and dropped them in the basket before steppin into the steamy shower.
You head to their house, deciding to walk since it wasn’t that far away and gas is too high to be driving down the street. Plus it's a nice autumn day full of people making sure their halloween decorations were ready for the night.
A chill ran down your spine as you got closer to the door of your friend's house. Knocking on the door quickly the door swings open and the bright smile of your friend greets you and pulls you inside.
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Playing a few aggressively competitive games of uno, a horror movie marathon and a shit ton of snacks and fast food later. You check the time it was mid-eleven. You really didn't mean to stay over this long but oh well. You stand up and look at your friend.
“I think it's time I should head back home. Thanks for all the snacks and shit.” you walked back to the door to head back home. You walked back to your home the same way you took before, but the air felt thicker and a chill fell down your back. It felt like you were being watched.
You ignored the feeling, walking in the crisp nighttime air. You clutched your jacket closer to your body and you were starting to regret not driving your car.
Maybe I should just call an uber? No no that's too much money, besides it's only a five minute walk, you thought to yourself. You get to your home after a while and unlock…lock. You forgot to lock your door before leaving earlier… well shit it was a careless mistake even though you were sure you locked it.
You open the door and are greeted with the items of your hope nothing seemed missing. That's good right, nothing was stolen so that means you can rest easy.
You were watching a Halloween movie on your TV when your phone rang, it was an unknown number and you decided to pick it up.
“Hello y/n… you like scary movies?” a deep raspy voice spoke on the other line, they also sounded a bit out of breath.
‘Ah so the prank calls are starting’ you thought to yourself.
‘This must be my friend since they knew my name right.’
“Sure I like scary movies, hell I'm watching one right now.” you tell the voice then roll your eyes.
“Wanna play a game.” The voice asked.
“Ok jigsaw.” you responded. The voice didn't say anything for a minute or so before speaking.
“How about you answer this then smartass. If you locked your door before your friend's house, how come it was unlocked when you got back.” The voice taunted with a sinister tone, you must have pissed him off.
“I must have forgotten… wait, how did you know that?”
“Wrong answer doll, try again” a loud bang came from down the hall. Oh shit… you were going to die.
“Are… you in my house?” You didn't want to ask but you had to know.
“Ding ding ding and I brought friends to join the fun.”
Another loud bang happened but this time it was a bit closer.You jump and turn to the source of the sound. You grab the closest thing next to you… which happened to be a fork from the food you were eating.
You look down to grab your phone so you can call the cops but a gloved hand grips your wrist in a tight hold. Your heart stops and drops to your ass in fear. You try to pull away but the masked man only pulls you closer.
“You can't leave just yet, bitch, the fun is just starting.” The man with the ghost mask spoke in a harsh tone. You panic looking around your living room only to almost give yourself whiplash when your eyes meet with a much larger man getting closer. One with a spirit halloween looking mask and the with some old hockey mask.
“Ohshitohshit I’m gonna die,” you thought to yourself as the three surrounded you. Closing the circle around you the man with the ghost mask chuckled.
“How rude of me. These beasts are called Jason and Michael and you can call me ghostface or…whatever that sweet tongue of yours can scream." Ghostface leaned closer as he spoke.
“So you are ready to play a game.” he chuckled and grabbed at your chin, pulling you downwards and forcing you to your knees in the middle of this makeshift circle. The two silent behemoths looked even more dangerous and intimidating than before. Then this ghostface guy was something else but all unpredictable. Yet a small, tiny, itty-bitty part in the deep dark depths of yourself, you found yourself getting turned on.
Michael pulled out a big ass knife that made your heart stop
‘I’m gonna die! Gonna fucking die! This is no time to be horny, I’m gonna fucking die!’ You thought as he brought the knife closer to your skin. You closed your eyes quickly as you expected to feel a shape attack on your skin; an aggressively hot pain to invade your senses, yet none of that happens. You open your eyes and look at what just occurred. Instead you get a quick wave of air as your shirt and bra gets cut open.
Rest in peace to your good comfy bra.
Your arms came up to shield your breasts but it didn’t do much to help. You were frozen in fear, you tried to speak but the words were caught in your throat.
Jason grabs you by the upper neck and makes you look up at them. You let out a shaky breath as your mind goes in overdrive, he has such big hands. Damn these fingers are thick… buuut I‘m about to get choked to death by them so less hot. Jason used his other hand and patted his waist, your eyes following the sound. OH SHIT… Holy SHIT he's hard… HE’S HARD and he’s fucking HUGE. Your eyes widen and your mouth starts to feel uncomfortably dry.
“If you're gonna sit there with your mouth open, you could put it to good use,” Ghostface said with a dark chuckle and he shoves you into Jason’s thighs, causing the man to groan almost silently.
The faint sound of his heavy breath behind the mask was surely doing something to you. He takes off his jacket and lets it drop to the floor, leaving him in a black tight-fitting undershirt. It showed off his muscles which only makes him look bigger and hotter.
Your heart feels like it stops as you watch him start to unzip his trousers. Your heart beating in your ears and the faint throbbing in…lower places was completely distracting. I try to shuffle away from him only to get grabbed by the hair by Michael and hold you in place.
“Where did you think you were going slut? I know you want this,” Ghostface grunted the words as he took off his black hoodie revealing his slightly toned body. Probably from all the murdering he does but damn.
Jason pulled his thick girth from his boxers and stroked it with his hand. From his short steps forward his monster meat was practically in your face, you could see each prominent vein on his shaft and how heavy it looked. He rubbed the tip of his against your closed lips, only to have your lips pried open by Ghostface pulling your chin down.
Jason’s dick slipped into your mouth,and your tastebuds greeted with the flavors of his precum.
“No biting… bad girls get punished,” he flashed his knife at you before placing it away.
“Wouldn't want that now would you… or maybe a whore like you would like that mhm.” he tilted his head and you could tell by his tone of voice that he was smirking behind that creepy yet oddly attractive looking mask of his.
But all of that was in the back of your mind when there was a dick in your mouth. Pushing deep into your mouth, hitting into your throat and making you gag a bit. Your eyes watered as you closed them for a moment, and you felt one of his hands snake into your hair. He slowly started to thrust into your mouth and you couldn't help but suck around him in order to keep your saliva from falling down your chin or choking on your own spit.
You slip out of your ripped shirt and bra and let it drop onto the ground. You soon hear the disheveled sound of shuffling fabrics and zippers coming undone to your right and left. Michael and ghostface were clearly enjoying this display and the fact that they're watching me get fucked in the mouth by their friend was hot.
“I've gone nuts…that’s the only way to explain the fact that it feels like my pussy has a heartbeat. I mean like damn it’s pounding like a herd of elephants,” You think to yourself as your tongue swirls around Jason's thick meaty cock. He was most definitely touching that little dangly thing that swings in the back of your throat.
His size was making your jaw hurt and his deep thrust was triggering your gag reflex. You could feel the veins of his cock pulse against your tongue. He was getting ready to bust a load down your throat, it was easy to tell based on the way his head had fallen back with his breath shaky behind the hockey mask and even with how fast and unrhythmic his pace had gotten.
Jason lets out an almost silent moan as his hot seed paints the inside of your mouth. He doesnt pull out until most of his cum has made its way down your throat. Your eyes widen as you see how fast he gets hard again.
‘What kind of refraction time is this shit,” you think to yourself with an anxious face.
“Yeah you better slurp down every drop like a good little slut.” Ghostface lifts you off your knees and you stand with shaky legs. They cut into your pants and underwear with a knife, leaving you completely naked in front of three masked serial killers.Even though you couldn’t see any of their faces you can feel the hungry stares that were definitely giving your bare form.
They make you get back on your knees in the center of them. They all looked so intimidating yet hot, from being on your knees and looking up at him. They all look painfully erect and huge, that’s scary. The three all had their dicks in hand. You get grabbed by the neck by Michael as he holds you in place.
“Looks like Michael is getting impatient. Can’t say I blame him.” he let out a whistle, and he spoke in a cheeky and overly playful voice.
You can tell that Michael’s dick was slightly curved from the way he slapped it on your face. It was heavy enough for you to feel like you were being patted on the face. He was stroking his fat cock against the side of your face as the tip rubbed on your lips. His precum was simmering on your skin.
Ghostface moved closer as you got a look of him. He was shorter than the other two but he was still very much packing. He was lacklusterly rubbing his cock and you see the glint to it. Oh my fucking oh, your eyes widen for a second as you look at his dick. Ghostface has four rows of frenum piercings along the bottom of his shaft. It almost makes your mouth water.
“Damn these slashers are really about to fuck my shit up, and its hot as fuck.” you thought to yourself as they all probably...most likely staring down at your naked body. They were all jerking off above you, your fingers twitched and your thighs rubbed together.
“Fucking hell, it almost looks like your enjoying all this… Are ya are ya.?” Ghostface poked your cheek as he taunted you with a laugh.
You stop yourself from nodding your head at his taunt, even if you wanted to; you just didn't want to admit that aloud or to any of them right now.
“It's ok our little toy, we're not gonna break ya too bad.“ He flicked your titty then giggled.
Michael’s hand squeezes your neck and your hand was quick to go over his. Your eyes started to water and look at the whitish gray mask, it was hard to see him through the black socket but the tears were not helping.
Jason pulls you up to stand, his hands firmly on your waist and the grip around your neck loosens. Myers’ hand moves to gripping your hair instead. You let out a weak whine as you take in air.
“Now lets see what us guys are gonna be working with” Ghostface’s warm gloved hand slides between your legs. His fingers collected your arousal and he played with the sticky wetness.
“Damn you're like a fucking faucet down here, I knew I picked the right slut.” He groaned as his hand went back to your mound, your thighs shut around his hand as you held back a moan. His fingers rubbed firmly at your folds and pinched your clit. You let out a shaky whimper and he chuckled.
You shiver as he keeps fingering you teasingly slow, he thrusted his fingers in you. The tip of his finger felt ever so close to touching your g-spot. The feeling was making your walls flutter around his digits. Michael and Jason were jerking off, watching Ghostface’s expert fingers tipping you over the edge. Your moans escape you as you start to tip over climax, your legs start to quiver. You cum with a groan and then he pulls out of you slowly.
“You're starting to become one of my favorite toys, all the weeks of watching this cute ass finally starting to pay off.” he used his hand covered in your arousal to stroke his abandoned cock. You were a bit in a daze from your climax that you didn't even notice that you were placed back on the ground of your living room.
The three men were materbating over you, and you couldn't help but watch them intently. They cum one after the other onto your naked body; their loads falling onto your tits,face, and thighs. It was hot and you wanted more of it. You lick up the bit that was closest to your mouth, forgetting the situation for a moment.
“Look at you acting like a little whore.”Ghostface bends you over your coffee table. His pierced dick slides over your lower lips. The feeling of his piercing makes you shiver, and his tip starts to get covered in your juices.
He pushes into you with a surprising gentleness that makes you squirm. Arching your back as you almost cum again from just him bottoming you out into you.
Jason held your hand over his dick and was using it to stroke himself. Michael shoves his cock into your mouth, you gag around the length and thick girth. He wasn't giving you any time to breath as he started to fuck getting the back of your throat. His hand was over your throat making you close around his shaft and made it harder for her to breathe.
Ghostface started to thrust into you, his speed matching up with Michael. They were rocking you back and forth between them and all you could hear past your muffled choking was the slaps of skin on skin. The short groans from ghostface or the heavy breaths from Jason and Micheal.
These men really got you like a fleshlight right now… it was only a side effect that you get to cum so much.
You were their toy after all and they were going to use you the way they wanted. Ghostface had your thighs pressed together and locked in his arm as he pounded into you without remorse. It's probably more remorse than what they give to other people so you can’t complain too much. Jason cums into your hand with a faint groan, he stepped back until he became hard again. He moves over to Ghostface and taps his shoulder. The shorter man nods and moves you, much to Michael’s annoyance, the man's plan to cum down your throat fails and he ends up spilling all over your face instead.
“Sorry buddy.” Ghostface snickers.
The men shuffled around you, bending you over in a way that pleases them. Your legs were shaking and your pussy fluttered with emptiness.
Jason starts to push his cock into you ass and you hold back a scream, if he felt big in your mouth her was fucking huge in your ass. He made you feel like you were going to be torn in half. Michael went for your dripping cunt and bottoms out into you. These two men were thrusting into you at opposite times and it all felt like two much.
“Y-you're gonna kill me!” you cry out with a choked moan, it was all so much all at once and none of them seemed like they were going to stop.
“Far from that, we might just keep you, then you can be our bitch whenever we want you to be.” he slides into your mouth and you can taste yourself. He yanked your hair a bit, your walls clenched, they were hitting all your spots relentlessly. You cum again with a muffled squeal, you feel warm liquid run down your trembling legs.
“Who would have thought that you were a squirter? Haven't seen you do that before even when you pleasured yourself” he groaned as your tongue rubbed his tip. You wanted to ask him about his comment, or with the shock that you could squirt in the first place.
They all reached their climax coming inside you, when they pull out their seed starts to pool out of you. You were already covered in their cum. When ghostface pulls out of your mouth you speak in a horse tone.
“So you've been watching me for how long…?” you tried to sound confident even though you were in a daze from borderline overstimulation.
“Oh that it's been a month now, and you were none the wiser.” he pats your head. They drop you on the ground and you look down at your cum covered self.
“You're joking right?” you knew he wasn't joking.
“You already know the answer to that… Now say cheese.” you look up just in time to get the blunt of a flash from a camera. You look like a deer in headlights. The three men got dressed and ghostface showed them the picture he took of you in such a compromising position.
“We’ll be back, little toy.” Then they vanished, leaving you with sore legs and wanting more.
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milesdickpic · 7 months
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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader P.79
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Hey, my loves! Thank you for coming to read another chapter! I'll keep this short because we all know what time it is! Thank you for being here, I love you all so much ❤️ Happy reading and enjoy! 💕
A/n: IT'S FINALLY FREAKING HERE, BESTIES! Another milestone for the HLG series! The Bradshaw boys are about to be born! I hope you are all as excited as I am! 🤩
Word Count: 5.1k (Another long one 🥹)
Warnings: panicking, frantic behavior, crying, description of operation for the cesarian, mentions childbirth, cursing, but so much excitement and love 😍
Please don't take my work, I will find you. 
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Austin started to run around the house while he was on the phone with Bradley. You were sitting on the steps in your wetness. You giggled as you watched him run around hearing little bits of the conversation. 
“Hey, yeah, Bradley. Don’t panic, but y/n’s water broke.” He ran upstairs to get yours, the boys, and Bradley’s bag. You sat back on the steps and rubbed your belly. You were focusing on your breathing. 
Damn, I can’t wait to get these boys out. I feel so heavy. You surprisingly felt so relaxed. You weren’t freaking out.
Austin came running down with all the bags, “Yea. She’s okay. She’s sitting here. But you need to get back now. I’ll take her to the hospital if you wanna meet us there?” He ran out into the garage and came back in with a blank stare. “Darlin, there are no cars here.” 
You started to laugh and so did he. Austin covered his mouth. “Oh shit, what do we do?” He started to chuckle.
You shrugged your shoulders and started to laugh hard as you held your belly, “I guess we better get to steppin’!” 
Austin shook his head at you, “I’m gonna call Evelyn. See if I can run over to borrow her car.” He got back on the phone with Bradley. “I’ll call you once we are there, Brad.” He hung up and placed his hands over his eyes. “Holy crap, how do we not have a car?” You both started to laugh. “Gonna call Evelyn. I’ll be back, darlin.” He kissed your forehead and went to call her.
You laid back on the steps and rubbed your belly. “Well boys, you are finally going to make your appearance. I can’t wait to meet you both. Daddy is going to be so excited to see you both. He’s been wanting you both here since the day he found out we were pregnant.” You rubbed your belly and smiled, “Your big sister Leia is the coolest sister ever, but something tells me she’s going to use the both of you as her own little minions.” You giggled as you pictured Leia using her little brothers to get what she wants. “You’re already love by so many people, boys. I can’t wait for everyone to meet you. You both are so perfect already.” You took a deep breath, “I hope in the slightest you’ll look like me, but if you look like daddy… I can’t complain. That means you’ll both be so handsome. I love you boys so much already. You bring so much joy to me and everyone around already.” You kissed your hand and placed it on your belly, “I’ll see you soon, babies. Mommy loves you.”
Austin came back in the house out of breathe, “All right, I ran to their house and got the car. Leia has no idea yet, but let’s get you changed and ready to go, darlin. Let’s have some babies!” He helped you up in excitement. 
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Austin helped you into Evelyn’s car. He set down a towel for you to sit on. He threw the bags into the trunk and you were off. He reached over and grabbed your hand, “Darlin, you are awfully calm for someone who is about to birth twins.” He started to chuckle. 
You shook his hand in yours, “I’m just ready. I feel like I’ve been pregnant forever. I just want to hold them already.” You looked out the window and smiled. You started to rub your belly. “Will Bradley meet us there?”
“He will be there, darlin. Probably before us.”
“And Leia?” 
He chuckled, “She will stay the night at Evelyn’s tonight. She was excited when Evelyn asked if she wanted to sleep over.” 
You relaxed back in your seat as you had slight contractions. You squeezed Austin’s hand every so often. When you finally arrived at the hospital, Bradley was parked in a stall near the emergency room. He was leaned up against the car with his arms crossed. He was looking around for you and Austin. When you finally pulled up next to him he jumped off of the truck and slowly jogged with a limp over to your side of the car. He swung the door open and grabbed your face. 
“Oh my baby. I’m so sorry I wasn’t home. How are you? Are you feeling okay? Are you in any pain?” He covered your face in kisses and placed his hands on your belly. “How are my boys?” 
You patted his cheeks and brought his gaze up to yours, “We are all okay, baby. I promise.” You kissed his lips and giggled, “You are more frantic than I am.” 
He scoffed and chuckled. “Sweetheart, This is my first… well birth.” He held onto your hands and kissed them. 
Austin came over with a nurse and wheelchair. He held the wheelchair and locked it. Bradley helped you down from the car and into the wheelchair. he kissed your lips over and over again ending with a smile. “You ready to have these babies, sweetheart?” 
You giggled and nodded, “Let’s go and have ourselves some baby boys, Brad.” He chuckled against your lips before kissing you one more time. The nurse started to push you to the entrance while Austin and Bradley grabbed the bags from the car. 
Bradley’s POV
I held mine and your bag over my shoulder. I slapped Austin on his back. “Thank you for getting them here, man.” 
He chuckled and hugged me back, “Like I always say, I’ll always take care of ‘em, Brad.”
We walked behind the nurse and you through the hospital. When they settled us into a room they hooked you up to a bunch of monitors to keep track of you and the boys. You were laying on your side facing me. You stuck your hand out and smiled. “Ready to be a daddy, again?” 
I grabbed your hand and kissed it, “So ready, sweetheart.” 
Austin came over and kissed your head, “I’ll let you both have your time together. I’m going to head back to the house to let Jake and Natasha know when they get home.” You nodded and Austin came over to give me a hug. “Text me with updates. I’ll be waiting.” Austin chuckled as he patted my back. 
“Bye, Darlin. I love you both! See you soon boys!” Austin waved at you both before leaving. 
Now it was just you and me. I scooted my chair closer to the side of your bed and massaged your head with one hand as the other held your hand in mine. I laid my head on the side railing and smiled at you. “You look so calm and beautiful right now, sweetheart. Tell me your secrets.” 
You shook your head in my palm and giggled. “I’m just ready to have these boys. When you’ve been carrying a big belly like this for nearly 9 months, you’re just so ready for when the time comes.” You kissed his palm. “My beauty is my natural beauty. I can’t help you in that department, Bradshaw.” 
“Ouch, honey. That hurts my feelings.” I laughed and continued to massage your head. “I love you so much.”
You whispered into my palm. “And I love you, Bradley.” You smiled slowly. 
The doctor came in and checked your vitals and the boy’s vitals. “Mr. And Mrs. Bradshaw, are you ready to have these babies?” They smiled at the both of us. 
“You ready, sweetheart?” I caressed your cheek. You placed your hand on mine and smiled. 
“Definitely.”
The doctors and nurses started to wheel you to the operation room. The doctor handed me a sterile gown, booties, gloves, and a hair cap. When I entered the room you were being prepped for the cesarian. They had the drape set up over your chest and you had a hair net on. They had everything set up for the boys. I danced my way over to you and you were giggling.  You stuck your hand out for mine. I grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on it. They gave me a mask and I put it on. They placed an oxygen mask onto you. I squatted down by your head. I rubbed and massaged your scalp as they started.
“You’re doing so good, baby. I’m so proud of you, honey.” I kept massaging your head. “Think of it, sweetheart. In the next 10 minutes our boys will be here. we’ll be parents of 3. Our little girl and our two little boys.” 
You giggled causing your mask to fog up, “These boys are not little. They definitely take after you, Brad. I could feel it in my aching bones.” You giggled and I placed a mask kiss to your head. 
“You’re so crazy, sweetheart. You’re probably not wrong.” I started to chuckle. “Was Our little Leia Rey big too?”
You nodded, “HUGE. 7 and a half pounds. 21 inches long. She definitely takes after you.” You reached your hand up to my cheek and smiled. 
With that we heard the doctor say the first boy was out. “Baby Bradshaw number one is here!” The doctor held him up slightly. 
We heard crying and you started to tear up. I cried with you and stood up to look over the drape. There he was, our first little boy laying there kicking and flailing his arms around crying. He looked so big and healthy. They let me cut his cord and I was shaking. I cried and came back down to place kissed on your head. 
I cried as I told you about our first little boy, “God he’s perfect, sweetheart. He’s beautiful.” I was wiping your tears as you cried. “He’s so beautiful, honey.” I placed my forehead to your temple and cradled your head. They took him and placed him in a bassinet to take him to clean him and check him. 
“And baby Bradshaw number two!” The doctor held him up slightly and I made my way to the other side of the drape. He was crying and kicking his little legs. They had me cut his cord and they took him back with our other baby boy. I cried hard and leaned down and took yours and my mask off. I kissed you over and over again as we both cried. I cradled your head in my hands. “God, baby they’re perfect! You were right. They’re huge.” I laughed through my tears, “I’m so sorry, baby.” I kissed your forehead. “They’re beautiful, sweetheart. You did so good.” 
After the doctors and nurses cleaned you up and closed up your operation sight, they brought the boys back in. The nurses were carrying them over. They were fast asleep and calm. They were wrapped in their blankets. They each had different colored hats on. Baby boy A had a blue hat and baby boy B had a green one. They handed baby boy A to me and they held baby boy B. 
My eyes watered as I held him in my hands. “Oh my gosh… look at your tiny nose, your tiny lips. Holy shit.” The nurse showed me baby boy B. “Holy shit. Look at him! He’s already got that killer smirk on his face.” I got choked up and started to cry. The nurse and I showed both boys to you and you sobbed. 
“My boys.” I kissed the tears from your eyes. You place your hand on each of them and kissed their heads. “They look just like Leia when she was born.” You cried. “That means they’ll look just like you, Brad.” You started to giggle. 
“Oh, sweetheart. You did so good. Thank you so much for blessing me with two more beautiful babes.” I kissed your head, “They’re perfect, just like you.” 
“I love you, Bradley.”
“I love you, y/n. Forever.”
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They brought us back to the room. They brought our boys into the room in their bassinets shortly after. I sat you up in your bed and you gasped as the nurses started to roll them in. You put your hands over your mouth and looked at me with excitement. “Oh my gosh! Our boys, Bradley!” 
They rolled them up by your bedside. You looked at them in awe. “Hi my babies.” You waved at them by curling your fingers. I grabbed baby boy A and handed him to you. I grabbed baby boy B and held him. I sat on the bed next to you and we looked at them in amazement.
“Baby, look at em!” I held baby B by baby A. “Freaking identical. How are we ever going to tell them apart, sweetheart.” I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. “They’re perfect.” I kissed baby boy B and I leaned over to kiss baby boy A. I looked at you with tears in my eyes. “Is this for real, baby?” I chuckled and kissed your temple.
You nodded and kissed baby boy A. “This is real, Brad. Oh my goodness. They’re beautiful.” We switched babies and we both started to cry. They were everything we imagined and more. They were more than perfect. I felt like I was dreaming. 
I looked over at the nurse, “How much did each of them weigh?” You looked over in curiosity. 
They smiled at us, “Baby A was 6 lbs 3 oz. 20 inches. Baby B was 5 lbs 10 oz but 21 inches long. You have some big boys.”
I started to chuckle. “Holy shit, sweetheart you were carrying behemoths!” 
“However, Baby B will have to stay in NICU for at least a week. He was having a little difficulty breathing. So after we are finished visiting, we will take him with us.”
You looked at me sadly. I kissed your cheek and his cheek while you held him. “He’ll be okay, sweetheart. He’s a Bradshaw.” 
You smiled and nodded as you kissed his cheek. “You’re a Bradshaw. Strong just like your big sister and daddy.” 
The nurse smiled at the both of us, “I will ensure you he’s fine. We just want to monitor him to make sure he doesn’t have any blocked airways. You both are welcomed to visit him anytime. Baby A will be able to stay with you both.”
I gave you baby boy A and you held them both in your arms. I snapped a couple of pictures. And then the nurse snapped a couple of pictures of both of us with the boys. We gave baby boy B kisses before the nurse took him away.
Another nurse came in to check on you and baby boy A. “Have mommy and daddy picked out names for the lucky boys?” They smiled at us. 
We looked at one another and nodded. “We have.” I kissed your lips. 
The nurse took me with her to go and watch as baby B was being prepped for the NICU. After they situated him they allowed me into the room. He was in an incubator with a breathing mask and an oxygen monitor attached to his foot. They added a couple of pads to his chest to monitor his heart rate. I knew he was going to be okay. He was already a strong baby boy. I kissed my fingers and placed them on his belly. “I love you, baby boy. Daddy’s here.” I stayed in there for a while. I excused myself from the room when they started to perform a routine check on him. 
I was taken to a room next to the NICU to sign the birth certificates for baby boy A and baby boy B. I wrote their names on each paper and signed them. The nurse released me back to go to the room with you. I brought the birth certificates with me so you could sign them as well. 
“Oh my gosh, Bradley Bradshaw.” You held up the certificates and giggled. “I love you so much, baby. I can’t believe our boys are finally here.” You kissed my cheek. “How do you think Leia will react?”
I started to laugh, “Oh man. She’s going to be so excited, sweetheart.” My eyes went wide. “How do you think the squad back home is gonna react? Bri and Billy?” We both started to laugh. “Holy shit. We are in for it, baby.” I kissed your cheek hard as we cuddled with baby boy A. I rubbed my index finger over his lips. They were slightly parted as he slept. It caused him to smirk slightly.
“Oooooh….” I cooed over my son’s smile. “He’s already gonna be a little lady-killer. He’s gonna steal all their hearts. Both of ‘em.” He poked his little hand out from the blanket. I placed my pinky into his fist and he gripped it. I started to cry. “This is the best thing I’ve ever experienced.” I wiped my tears and kissed your cheek. “Thank you, baby. I can’t thank you enough for making me a daddy again. This is extraordinary.” 
After a couple of hours of settling in, I finally called Austin. You and baby boy A were sleeping. 
Austin answered the phone with Hangman and Phoenix. They all said “Hey.” In unison. 
I waved and smiled. “Hey guys.”
Hangman shoved his head into the camera, “Did she have them Bradshaw boys!?” He tried looking around. 
I started to laugh as Phoenix pushed Hangman’s head out of the screen. I whispered because I didn’t want to wake you up. “She did and they’re perfect. Y/n and baby A are asleep right now.” I flipped the camera to show you asleep with him in your arms. They all cooed over you and baby A. I flipped the camera back over to me. “And baby B is in NICU. He was having a little trouble breathing, so they’re monitoring him.” I smiled and covered my mouth. 
“I can’t wait to come and see them!” Phoenix was so excited. 
“We will give mommy and daddy their first day and night with the boys, but come tomorrow. We will all be there.” 
I nodded, “I’ll see you all tomorrow.” I waved bye to all of them and hung up. Next I video called Mav.
“Hey, Bradley. Everything alright, kiddo?” Mav was smiling. 
“Everything is good, Mav. Are you alone?” I placed my hand over my mouth to hide my smile.
He nodded, “Yes, I am. Amelia and Penny are out sailing right now. Did you want to talk?”
I shook my head, “No, I just wanted to congratulate you.” I started to smile.
He jerked his head back and looked at me with furrowed brows. “Congratulate me? On what?” He started to laugh. 
I stood up and went to go sit by you on the bed. “You can’t tell anyone. NO ONE, Mav.” 
He chuckled, “I won’t say anything. What’s up?”
I held the camera out to show you, baby A, and I in the camera. You were still fast asleep with baby A in your arms. 
Mav gasped. “OH MY GOD!” He was screaming on the phone. I turned down the volume and chuckled. I went to go and sit on the couch. I put my finger to my lips. “Holy crap, Rooster! She had the baby!” 
I laughed, “Yes, she did. So congratulations again, Papa Mav.” He didn’t know about the twins yet, so I kept him thinking it was just baby A. 
He started to cry. “Oh my god, I can’t wait to meet him. He is beautiful, Bradley!” He wiped his tears, “I’m so proud of you. You’re gonna be great. You’re already a fantastic father to Leia. You’re going to be even greater with the two of them together.” He patted his eyes dry and laughed, “God I am so excited for you and y/n. Congratulations!” 
“Thank you. Mav.” I looked back over to you as you shifted in bed with baby A in your arms. 
“Does baby boy have a name?” He smiled excitedly. I nodded. I grabbed his birth certificate and focused the camera on his name. “Oh Man! That’s a great name, Brad!” I turned the camera back to me. I couldn’t stop smiling. “Well, hey. I’ll let you go so you both can get some rest. You’re going to need all the sleep you could get.”
I chuckled. “All right. I text you updates.” 
“Perfect. I love you, Rooster. Congratulations again.”
“I love you too, Mav. Thank you.” I waved to him and hung up. 
The next person I called was Evelyn and Phantom. The video call rung a couple of times and Evelyn finally answered. On the screen was her and the girls. 
“Hey, pretty girls!” I waved to them.
“Hi, Rooster!” The girls yelled back with a big smile on their faces. “Is everything okay, Rooster?” Evelyn asked sweetly. 
I nodded, “I just thought I would share some news with you all. Where is Leia Rey?”
The girls ran off screen, “Leia is taking a bath right now. She should be done shortly.” Evelyn smiled at me.
“Where is Phantom?”
Evelyn looked around and called him over. There were both on screen now. “Hey, Lieutenant Commander! How are you doing?”
I smiled and nodded, “I am doing great, I called because I wanted to share something with you both.”
“Yea? What’s up, kiddo?” Phantom chuckled as he put his glasses on. 
I stood up and walked over to your bed side again. Before I turned the camera, I put my finger on my lips to signal them to stay quiet. I finally flipped the camera to show you and baby boy A fast asleep.
“Oh my goodness!” Evelyn said in a hushed tone. “He’s huge!” Phantom chuckled. 
I turned the camera back around and went back to the couch to sit. “They were just born.”
“THEY!?” Phantom looked at me shocked. “THERE IS MORE THAN ONE?” 
I nodded and started to laugh, “Two little boys. Baby boy B is in the NICU. He was having some breathing issues, but he’s going to be okay.” I couldn’t stop smiling. 
“Oh, my gosh! Congratulations to you both, Rooster!” Evelyn was so excited. “We have to tell Leia!”
“Wait!” I chuckled. “I want it to be a surprise. Can you all come tomorrow around noon?”
Phantom nodded and placed his hand over his mouth. “Of course! Oh my gosh, of course! We are so excited to meet the Bradshaw boys!” 
“I’m excited for you to meet them too. You have to keep this a secret Phantom. Mav doesn’t know about the twins. Just one.” 
He placed his hand on his chest, “Oh I won’t say a word! We will let you go! Get all the sleep you both can! Tell mama she’s beautiful and congratulations for us! We will see you all tomorrow!” 
I nodded and waved to them, “Thank you, I will. See you all tomorrow!” 
———-
Your POV 
Throughout the night, You tried your best to start feeding baby boy A. You taught Bradley how to properly change a diaper. He got sprayed by baby boy twice. 
“Holy shit!” He dodged his son’s stream of pee coming for him. “That boy’s got a freaking hose on him!” He started to chuckle as he wiped him clean and put a new diaper on him.
You laid on Bradley’s back and giggled. “Just wait for his first poop. That is going to be the worst. It’s going to be everywhere.” 
Bradley turned slowly to you and looked terrified. “You’re not going to change the first poop diaper, sweetheart? You know… to teach me?” 
You giggled and shook your head. “That's all you, aviator. I’ll help you, but you are on doodie duty.”
He dropped his head and started to laugh, “If they’re anything like me… That first shit is going to be gnarly, babe.” 
You both started to laugh as Bradley picked up baby boy A. He cradled him into his arms and kissed his forehead. Bradley looked over at you and kissed your forehead. “Ready to go visit baby boy B?” 
You nodded and placed a kiss on baby boy A’s head. “Let’s go and see your baby brother, babe.” 
Bradley grabbed the wheelchair and helped you into it. He gave you baby boy A and started to push you through the halls to go and see your son. You were excited to have them together again. 
When you arrived, the nurse brought you over to baby boy B. He was fast asleep. You held baby boy A in one arm and stuck your other arm in the incubator hole. You started to gently run your finger over your son. A little smile appeared on his face. 
Bradley started to tear up. “Gosh, they are so happy already. They love your touch, sweetheart.” Bradley kissed a kiss on your temple. “They’re so perfect. We have 3 perfect kids. We are 3/3, baby.” 
You look up at him and his eyes were so full of love. He looked down at you smiling. “They get it from their momma.” Bradley placed a sweet kiss on your lips and placed his forehead against yours, “I love you, forever, sweetheart.”
You smiled sweetly, “And I love you, always, Bradley Bradshaw.” You both shared little giggles and looked at both of your sons. They both had little smiles on their little faces. 
———-
You and Bradley spent a couple of hours with baby boy B in the NICU. You and he each took turns holding each boy or both. The nurse came in and let you both know that baby boy B was doing well and that they would try to decrease the oxygen tomorrow to see if he would be okay without it. 
After spending some time with him, the nurses excused you and Bradley back to your room. They were going to run a couple of tests on baby boy B. When you and Bradley got back to the room, you both started to get ready for then they family started to come and see the babies. 
Bradley changed baby boy A into a cute little outfit. “Alright baby boy. Let’s see what we have in your bag to wear.” Bradley changed his diaper and pulled out a Darth Vader onesie and a little Vader beanie. “Hooooly Shit. Of course, you would bring this for him, sweetheart.” Bradley laughed and held up the outfit.
“It comes with little black booties too.” You giggled as you watched Bradley change baby boy A into his new outfit. Bradley was so gentle with him. 
“All right, baby boy. One arm. The other arm. And let’s button up the crotch.” Bradley had the cutest baby-talk voice as he talked to your son. “Ohh what a stud!” He placed his little beanie on and picked him up. Bradley was giving baby boy A’s cheek little kisses making sure his lips squeaked together with each kiss. “You and your brother are the most handsome boys ever. Oh you’re gonna steal all the ladies.” He chuckled and held your son next to his face. “Look at ‘em, babe. The sweetest Vader you’ll ever meet.” Bradley rubbed his cheek lightly against your son’s face. 
You giggled and started to slowly change into other clothes. Bradley bounced your son around and sang to him as you slowly got ready. 
[Bradley sings Dance with My Father by Luther Vandross]
You watched as Bradley held your first son in his hands. He rubbed the tip of his nose with your son’s. He placed a kiss on his little lips causing him to smile a little bit. Bradley was bouncing him in his hands as he danced with him slowly, not taking his eyes off him. He started to sing in a hushed tone to him. You couldn’t hear really much of what Bradley was singing until he started to sing a little louder. 
“My father would lift me high… and dance with my mother and me and then… spin me around ’til I fell asleep… Then up the stairs, he would carry me… And I knew for sure… I was loved…” 
He brought your son back up to his lips and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. You started to tear up at their first dance together. You watched as Bradley kept singing to your baby boy and dancing. As you continued to change you could still Bradley singing to your baby boy. You could hear him sniffling as he sang. 
“If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him… I’d play a song that would never, ever end. How I’d love, love, love to dance with my father again.” 
You slowly made your way over to Bradley and placed your hand on his arm. He looked at you with tears in his eyes. He continued to bounce your son. You kissed his shoulder and he kissed your head. You swayed and rubbed Bradley’s back. He continued to sing through his tears.
“Every night I fall asleep… this is all I ever dream…”
He kissed your son again and this one lingered for a bit longer. He sniffled hard and you wiped his tears. 
“They’d be so proud of you, Bradley. I know they’re proud of you. You are such a great man, husband, and father.” You caressed his cheek, “You are perfect, Bradley Bradshaw.” You gave him a sweet smile. 
He kissed your palm and kissed you. “I couldn’t have been where I am today without an amazing woman like you, sweetheart. I love you.” 
———-
You held your baby boy while Bradley went and got cleaned up for when your family came to see the boys. You lightly rubbed the bridge of his nose as he slept. His mouth was slightly open. He looked just like Leia did when she was born. “My god, there are going to be 4 Bradley’s running around the house.” You giggled. Your little boy smirked again in his sleep. You rubbed your nose to his. “You boys just love to smile.”
Bradley came out of the bathroom smiling at you. “They get it from me.” 
You started to laugh and nodded, “They’re already so much like you and Leia.” 
Bradley sat down and put his arm around your shoulders. “They smile when they hear you, just like Leia and I.” He kissed your temple. “You have the sweetest and most comforting voice. How could we not?” 
You smiled at Bradley and kissed his lips. He looked at his watch and then up to the clock. “I’ll be back, sweetheart. Everyone should be getting here soon. I’m going to go down to the lobby and wait for them.”
You nodded and sat back comfortably in the bed. “Hurry back. We’ll miss you.” Bradley kissed you again. 
“I’ll be back, babies. I love you.”
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AHHHH! The boys are here! I am so excited! How do you think everyone will react to them? I am so excited for you all to read more about them! I'll see you all at the next one, Besties 🫶🏼
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realmsdelght · 1 year
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Cardigan; Ellie Williams
Summary: Ellie wakes up alone, and in the search for her girl, she discovers a whole new side to her lover
Warning: no just pure fluff
Word count: 770 really short and sweet dabble
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The crack left open on the window allowed the spring breeze to fill the room, the chilly breeze hugged Ellie’s body. The girl ran hot, so she unconsciously welcomed the wind, but her peacefulness was taken away once she turned and was met with nothing but emptiness. Ellie woke up, her eyes weren’t open yet, but she instantly missed the warm body that was always in between her arms during the night. 
“Babe,” she called, but nothing but silence filled the small house. The silence made the girl jump up from the bed, eyes wide open now. “Babe,” she shouted now, almost running around her small house, hoping somewhere in between those walls the voice she loved so much would respond. 
When she was met with silence again, Ellie decided to go out. The girl slipped her converse on, and she even grabbed her girlfriend’s stupid cardigan. Ellie’s feet hit the gravel as she runned towards the center of the town, hoping someone on patrol had seen her girlfriend. 
“Hey Ellie, you good?” One of the younger guys asked, but Ellie couldn’t bother to remember his name at the moment.
 “Have you seen my girl?” She asked.
“Yeah, she is in the hall. Like always,” like always, Ellie’s brain couldn’t comprehend what that meant, but she knew she had to make sure her girlfriend was alright.
Pushing the hall doors was the first time of the night that Ellie’s ears were met with sound, music, and a sweet melody followed by an even sweeter voice.
“Baby?” The auburn haired girl called, and the music stopped. Walking to the middle of the hall, Ellie was met with the most beautiful sight she has ever seen.
“Ellie?” She asked, turning around from the piano.
The Williams girl rushed towards her girlfriend, pulling her into a hug, “babe, I was so worried.”
“Why were you worried?” The girl asked, confused.
“I woke up and you weren’t there. Do you come here often?” Ellie asked.
“Yeah… like every night. I like to write,” the girl showed her girlfriend her notebook.
“Every night?” Ellie was in awe, she picked up the notebook, flipping through pages and pages of songs written on those pages. “You write songs?” the girl nodded, “can you sing me anything?” 
 The girl gave Ellie her best smile, before turning to the piano and caressing the keys. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes before she started playing.
To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed
The memory of the two of them inside a car they found during patrol flooded Ellie’s mind.
You drew stars around my cars
But now I’m bleedin’
Ellie still had the stars her girl drew on her back.
‘Cause I knew you
Steppin’ on the last train
Marked me like a bloodstain, I
I knew you
Tried to change the ending
Peter losing Wendy, I
I knew you
Leavin’ like a father 
The auburn haired girl frowned, her girl never talked about her father, but now she knew she wrote about him.
Running like water, I
And when you are young, they assume you know nothing
But I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss
Their matching tattoos.
I knew you’d hunt all of my what-ifs
The smell of smoke would hang around this long
‘Cause I knew everything when I was young
I knew I’d curse you for the longest time
Flashes of their breakup appeared in Ellie’s mind.
Chasin’ shadows in the grocery line
I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired
And you’d be standin’ in my front porch light
And I knew you’d come back to me
You’d come back to me
Tears filled her eyes as her girl sang.
And when I felt like I was on old cardigan
Under someone’s bed
You put me on and said I was your favorite
“Are you crying?”  The girl asked as Ellie sniffed. 
“I didn’t know you felt like that. Did you really feel like a cardigan?” Ellie hugged her.
The girl chuckled, “I love this song, it’s how we found our way back to each other.”
“I love you,” the Williams girl pulled her into a sweet kiss.
Pulling away, eyes closed and noses touching, it was the closest the two girls have ever felt, “I love you too Els.” 
“Thank you for sharing your song with me,” Ellie pulled her into a kiss again. As she pulled away, Ellie had one more thing she needed to know, “who the fuck are Peter and Wendy?” Ellie could hear her favorite laugh as she finished the question. 
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shallyne · 5 months
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Crescent City ships as Taylor Swift lyrics
Quinlar - I, I loved you in spite of Deep fears that the world would divide us // I'd kiss you as the lights went out, Swaying as the room burned down, I'd hold you as the water rushes in
Bryce and Reid - But then something happened one magical night, I forgot that you existed
Bryce and Connor - You drew stars around my scars But now I'm bleedin' Cause I knew you, Steppin' on the last train, Marked me like a bloodstain
Bryce and Danika - Don't blame me, love made me crazy
Ruhnlidia - Say you'll see me again Even if it's just in your wildest dreams
Fury and Juniper - And there's a drawer of my things at your place, You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded
Baxian and Danika - We had a beautiful magic love there, What a sad beautiful tragic love affair, In dreams I meet you in warm conversation, We both wake In lonely beds, In different cities And time Is taking its sweet time erasing you And you've got your demons
@timesconvert
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thewolvesof1998 · 9 months
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8, 9 & 12 for the fanfic asks 🥰
8. Bed sharing or roommates AU?
Ohhhhhh it's got to be bed sharing, maybe it's the fact that it's canon that they shared a bed during quarantine, but Buck and Eddie sharing a bed makes me feral, especially if it starts out platonic. In general, I love the one-bed trope. I really want to write a bed sharing fic, like there's only one bed on a road trip to El Paso or combining that with fake dating and they have to share a bed, maybe they're on holiday with Eddie's family and they're faking a relationship to get them off Eddie's back and there's only one bed...
Fic recs for bed sharing: Pillow Talk by Veronae if you say it with your hands by hammersmiths Drowning in Dreams (You're My Raft) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels between a scar and a heartbeat by withoutthetiger Weigh You Down, Lift Me Up by catwalksalone to be found by ZainClaw Home is where his bed is by LongConvolutedSimiles
9. Fake dating or arranged marriage?
For Buddie I love fake dating, I love those two idiots not really having to do much more to convince people that they're dating and then they realise that they're in love and they've practically been dating this whole time! or even better when one of them is pinning and in love and they agree to fake date the other to help and it's just full of Angst. In general, I probably lean towards the fake dating trope, though I'm not against the arranged marriage trope when it comes to fantasy. There might be a little bit on arranged marriage in my Mafia AU.
Fic recs for fake dating: The Best Lie is a Truth (My Best Mask is My Face) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels breathe out now and we fall back in by withoutthetiger trust me to take you home by heartbeatdiaz I Didn't Know I Was Lonely 'Til I Saw Your Face by HMSLusitania right in front of your eyes by rainbow_nerds Arm Candy by Princessfbi Take What You Need, Darling by allyasavedtheday hoping it gets to you by hammersmiths i'll call you mine by coupe_de_foudre
12. Friends with benefits or secret dating?
This one was hard, I love both of these but I think I lean more towards friends with benefits because I just love the angst. Especially when they realise they've fallen in love and think the other doesn't love them back. Secret dating is hot though and I might write a fic about them dating and fucking behind the team's back. But also secret dating in AU's ugh I love that.
Fic recs for friends with benefits: wishing to be the friction by ipretendtobesane Tripped and Fell into the Deep End (Wading is for Suckers) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels Kiss Me Before it's Over (If Only for a Minute) by Bob_loblaws_lawblog 
Fic recs for secret dating: baby, how'd we end up here? by withmeornotatall let me see them tan lines by 42hrb i (for)get you by withmeornotatall steppin' into fate by r_holland
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Raph’s Journal chapter 9: World of What the Fuck
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Special thanks to @rebel-hamato for helping come up with this idea
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“Thirteen… fourteen… fifteen…”
That’s me. Counting my reps out loud cause if I do it in my head, I’ll lose count. Oh fer those of you who are new ya better check out tha last few pages at least. This will be a real treat. So I’m in the zone right? Doin’ upper body which was always my favorite when my kid brother Donnie comes runnin’ up ta me as if tha Chrysler buildin’ was on fire.
“Raph, RAPH! Oh my gosh you’re not going to believe this shit!”
He’s got that high pitched squeak to his voice that I like when he gets excited so, I stop what I’m doin’ ta entertain him a moment.
“What is it this time Donnie boy? What’s got those ants in yer pants huh?”
At this point I’m straddling’ my weight bench lookin’ up at him.
“Ok… okay. You know the three pieces that Krang needed? To build the arch capacitor? Well I have managed to replicate those three pieces individually and…if my calculations are correct… if we place them together with enough electric force, we could open up our very own portal. Raph… this is huge!!”
I eye him as I’m wiping the sweat from my face, tryin’ my damndest not ta laugh but this guy I tell ya, he never quits. Never ceases ta amaze me either an so I decided ta at least check out this arch capacitor he got off Wish.
“Careful now. Each piece must be set accordingly. This machine will create a forcefield around the arch capacitor whilst I have electric current running through it, observe.”
Brainiac makes sure I set all these heavy pieces in their proper place. Hell he could have just asked me if he needed help liftin’ this shit. But no it’s always some spectacle. No matter. I stepped back to get a look at what he was doin’. That capacitor began to glow a bright purple and the forcefield took on a deep blue hue.
“Cool story bro but one thing is missin’… yer fuckin’ portal.”
I began ta chuckle a bit but before I could even cough out another word, he adjusted tha electric current to full strength.
“Donnie are ya sure about this?”
I insist as he stands there all stoic and shit like he’s got it all figured out.
“Ok Dr Jekyll.”
A flash of bright light caused us both to step back and this bolt of electric current or somethin’ kinda bounced out of tha capacitor and traced what looked to be a triangle into mid air. We both stood there in total shock before Donnie finally spoke up.
“Isn’t marvelous?! We could go literally anywhere in the universe! All thanks to me. We’ll come on then, let’s go explore shall we?”
He steps toward this triangle thing and I’m thinking to myself somethin’ just ain’t right about this.
“Donnie don’t be so sure…”
And he’s gone. Just disappeared into this bright shiny electric goop lookin’ shit. There was only one thing I could do an that was ta go after him.
“Ok ok… you can do this. No regrets no fear.”
I always pump myself up before doin’ somethin’ I know is goin’ ta scare tha shit out of me. Just my thing. I stepped inta tha goop an found myself steppin’ out inta what felt like grass. It was grass, in a clear opening in some woods some damn where. There was no sign of Donnie.
“Donnie!! Donnie!!!”
I’m yellin’ out ta only god knows who at this point. I turn back ta make sure tha triangle was still in that same spot, then turn back around only ta find this massive umm elf? No no he’s not an elf. He’s got pointy ears like one, but teeth like a umm bulldog? A saber tooth cat yeah. That. And then he’s got this head full of gorgeous hair wow it’s really… oh shit ohhh shit he’s chargin’ me! Holy fuck holy hell what do I do DONNIE?!?”
This massive bulldog hair guy swings an even more massive axe just barely slicing a piece of my bandanna off.
“I suppose that’s your friend? Such a pity.”
Oh dear christ and he can speak! Of course he can. My line of sight returns to my front grasping fer any type of escape when I see this slender tree. I reach my hand out fer it, swingin’ myself into tha other direction as this huge beast whips right past me. Holy fuck. He’s fast and he’s pissed. I reach fer my sais at my hip just in time to melee tha fuck outta this guy. My arms are shakin’, muscles tense an strugglin’ ta break free of this guys death grip… I had to move fast. One slip of my foot and I was free from him and his axe. I took my stance holdin’ my ground an when he came back fer a second time he upper decked my face so hard I was seein’ stars. Nevertheless I kept fightin’, tha mother fucker had my brother an I wanted him back.
Until this very day I had never met another person with so much rage. Other than Leather Head but you’ve already heard that story. I managed ta flip tha axe out of his hand so now it was merely a fight of brute strength. I threw my sais into tha ground pissed as a fuckin’ hornet.
“Come on mother fucker! Show me whatcha got!”
He came at me, both our bodies crashin’ together like two rhinos. At one point he had had his grip around my neck and I felt light headed. I began loosening my grip, fingers tearin’ anywhere at him ta get him ya let go as I began ta see darkness. I could feel myself passin’ out but then somethin’ happened that I did not expect. He releases his grasp around my neck, I’m choking relentlessly as he lifts me up to face him and just as I took in another breath… his lips landed on mine. I was in shock mainly because I literally almost died but tha fact that he was actually a really great kisser despite the twin tusks he had.
My body feel limp into his, my fingers now diggin’ through those lovely locks of his cradled his head as I slipped my tongue through my lips and deepened tha kiss. I could feel all his anger, all his frustration, all his stress… everything was exuding through him sexually and no one better ta understand this need he had than myself. He wasted no time palmin’ tha massive erection I had through my shorts an my hips gave way ta his advances. My own hands took on a mind of their own as well, slippin’ down his smooth chest littered with surprisingly soft hair. My fingers followed tha happy trail down ta his waist where he was more than willin’ tha help me de-clothe him. His cock was massive. As massive as mine and I got a huge cock it’s actually embarrassin’, so ta see someone who has just as much as I got ya give was a real treat. I couldn’t help but ta break tha kiss an slip ta my knees.
His bulbous head was drippin’ with precum an I so graciously lapped it up, swirlin’ my tongue around tha spongy tip as he let out a needy moan.
“I’ve never had anyone do this before.”
I hear him but I don’t stop, my hand cuppin’ an fondlin’ his massive balls gently as I took his head inta my mouth with a light suckle.
“You’ll like it. I promise. This is better than fightin’ hm?”
I hum up at him, wrappin’ my free hand around tha base of his shaft ta lift his cock up then lickin’ tha sensitive under ridge. My hand begins pumpin’ him and his breathin’ becomes pantin’. He was like a sated animal. It was tha hottest shit I’ve ever seen an he got even harder the more I stroked him. I had ta take every inch of him. It wasn’t a want it was a need. I released his balls, lining the head of his cock up with my lips as I arched my neck back. My free hand slipped beneath my pants, grippin’ my own cock for some much needed relief as my lips slowly bobbed down ta tha base of his cock. Oh he was gaggin’ me. My throat was burnin’ it was stretchin’ so hard. My eyes began ta water but again I held my ground, creatin’ a suction so powerful I’d put Dyson ta shame. I retracted, pullin’ tha loose foreskin gently with my mouth then bobbin’ forward again until my throat got used to its occupancy. I could feel his steeled cock thrustin’ eagerly inta my wantin’ mouth. God he was beautiful like this.
“No…. Not yet. I… I don’t want to cum yet. Not like this.”
His voice was low, husky an full of want as he guided my face from his cock. He began to kneel down to me and as our faces met once more, so did our lips. His kiss was warm and aggressive an I could feel him guidin’ my body ta where he wanted me. This… this was different. Up to this point I had never been a bottom before but for some reason with this guy I had to let my guard down completely if I wanted this to happen. And I did oh dear god I did. My cock was literally pulsing for him, slapping up against my plastron with tension… ready an needy for attention as I slipped ta my hands an knees.
“Come on big guy. Ya know ya like whatcha see hm?”
I spread my thighs a bit an curl back my broken tail, exposin’ my tight rear entrance with my balls hangin’ tight up underneath my tender gooch. Was I nervous? Hell yeah I was. I had never taken anything this massive before up my ass but fer him I was willin’ ta submit. He wrapped his hand around my danglin’ cock, now with one thick ass strand of precum stringin’ from tha head of my dick to tha ground. Man I never wanted someone so bad as I did him at that moment. My eyes pinched shut an a chur ripped from my body as I felt him stroke my pipe, all anxiety or fear went straight out tha window as I arched my back an started rubbin’ my ass cheeks along his girth. I was hot, I was horny, I was ready fer him.
I could feel him grippin’ tha base of his cock an once again lining it up with my hole. I winced a bit as I felt tha pinch of his head sinkin’ down inta my tight squeeze an I could feel him stretchin’ me. I let out a repressed moan as I felt him fillin’ me, it was the fullest I’ve ever felt. My knees an legs began to shake until he bottomed out, allowin’ me ta rest fer a moment an adjust ta his size. He leaned over me, this guy being every ounce as big as I was… it was comfortin’. I felt his free hand grip around my neck once more, quidin’ my face ta his as our lips locked again fer a third time and his hips retracted. Oh my fuckin’ god I was seein’ stars again from this guy. I moaned needily inta his mouth fer more and he gladly obliged. His hips began to jut up inta me, my fingers diggin’ down inta tha earth and my toes were curlin’. I could feel how wet my tight back door had gotten fer him as he slid his cock in an out of me with ease.
“Harder… please… MORE!”
I’m beggin’ fer him an his hips are showin’ me no mercy. Through our grunts and moans you could hear our two bodies slappin’ together echoin’ through the what seemed ta be an empty Forrest. His hand on my cock matched tha pace of his hips. I could feel his steeled cock at the ready deep inside me each time he’d thrust forward. I felt tha band deep within my belly begin to burn. He pumped harder and fucked me faster until I was squabblin’ an squealin’ beneath him, fightin’ my own release and when I finally let my guard down… ta actually be ta first one ta nut instead of bein’ tha aggressor… here comes Donnie!!
“Raph RAPH!!! Oh my gosh you are not going to believe this!! We are in The World Of…
what the fuck?!?”
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wip whenever <3
thanks for the tag, @wispstalk !!! below is an excerpt from my martinhok time loop au
It doesn’t happen in the way you think it would.
It’s not like waking from a deep sleep, or blinking, or anything else like that.
One minute she’s pressing her hand to her side, watching the love of her life sacrifice himself to save everyone, and the next she’s standing outside the Temple of the One.
It is, without a doubt, the most disorienting thing she has ever experienced in her life.
tagging: @shat-on-the-dick, @quietwingsinthesky, @fade-steppin, @nuwanders, @da3drat and whoever wants to give this a go!!!
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Content warning: Nanamixreader smut, penetration, missionary, dominant kento!, unprotected sex, pet names, talking her through it, <READER IS BLACK FEMALE CODED>
Author's note: Something that popped in my mind in the middle of the night and first time writing Kento. Slightly proofread, so not too much on me 😅. Honestly this was slightly rushed, so with that being said I do hope you guys still enjoy. And as always thanks for your support! 🤎 18 and under, GET TA STEPPIN!
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Nanami likes to think of himself as a reasonable man.
A logical man.
A sensible man. 
But not when it comes to you, oh no. 
He’s a wild man. 
A senseless man. 
A feral man.
You, because of you everything that seems to make sense to Nanami vanishes into thin air. He doesn’t know how to act, how to think, how to speak whenever he’s in your presence. He only knows how to feel, oh and feel he does. 
When he’s holding you.
Caressing you.
 In you. 
Nanami loves it, borderline obsessed. Hell, he is obsessed.
“You like it when I fuck you like this princess? C’mon, tell Daddy how good it feels.” Nanami groans out. He’s ramming his dick in and out of you at an animalistic pace. Mentally recording the sounds of your moans, the squelching of your juices, and the feeling of your walls clamping around his dick whenever he sings praises to you. 
“So good daddy, don’t ever stop, please.” You whine out, tears streaming down your face. 
This. 
This is want makes Nanami’s rationality slip into oblivion. Watching you, studying you and your every move. Learning, perfecting, what it is that makes your brows furrow together in pleasure, what makes the blood rush to your clit and thumps like a drum, what has your whiny voice moaning out his name like a mantra. He’s forever mesmerized at your fucked-out state, the tears that cascade down your face, or the way your lips begin to bruise from how hard you bite down on them, relishing in the feel of his dick kissing your spot over and over again. 
He’s a madman.
“Never. I’ll never stop. This pussy is too good for that.” He whispers in your ear before sucking on the sensitive spot on your neck that’s always getting you to arch your back off the bed.
This is the Nanami you yearned for. Of course you love the level-headed Nanami, but the rough fucking, dirty talking Nanami was who you craved, who you needed to satisfy your hunger.
“Kento, I’m right there. I’m going to cum.” You moan loudly when he takes one of his fingers in between the two of you, pressing down on your clit, drawing figure 8’s on it. 
“Yea, you’re going to come for me babygirl?. Going to make a mess all over this dick? Do it, fucking do it. Let me feel it sweetheart.” Nanami begged, voice raspy and full of need. His relentlessness in drilling his dick deeper inside of you with the pressure of rubbing your clit caused the band in your stomach to snap, your orgasm crashing over you like a wave hitting the shore. 
“That’s it, such a good girl for daddy.” He groans, throwing his head back in pure bliss. Gritting his teeth together as he chased after his own release, the feel of your walls spasming around him was all it took to send him over the edge. 
“Daddy’s going to cum in this pussy, I’m going to fill you up and you’re going to take it like a good girl.” He mumbled dumbly as his dick twitched inside your heat. 
“Fuck.” He dragged out, burying his head into the crook of your neck while his dick was buried inside the depth of your pussy, his release tainting your walls with his thick ropes of cum, leaving no part untouched. 
With ragged breathing, Nanami slowly rose up from you, taking a moment to look over you. It was then that the sun began shining in from the windows, illuminating your deep, rich brown skin with such a glow, Nanami would argue with top scholars that you were a goddess. Your braids tousled around your head like a crown, the rise and fall of your breast trying to regulate your breathing, nipples still swollen as if he just finished teasing them, and the slick of your juices mixed with his cum oozing out of your pussy caused a deep growl to come from him.
“Legs back up, Daddy wants more.”
Nanami liked to think himself a sensible man.
But for you, Nanami loved to think himself a senseless man. 
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My fav lyrics from Perception (NF)
Intro III You told me that you don't want me in your life, that's pretty hard to digest / And I told you I'd leave when we die, and we ain't died yet You don't like the prison I built you? / Yeah, you wanna know what the funny thing is? / You keep on talkin' to me like a stranger / But we've been together since you were a kid What's the point of having guns if you can't aim? / What's the point of havin' blood with no veins? / What's the point of havin' love with no pain? Here's a dose of your own medicine / What, you don't like how it tastes? / My therapist told me don't bury my issues / But I'ma be honest, man, I'm feelin' great! 'Cause I thought you had me in prison this whole time / But I'm the one holdin' the keys 
Outcast Door's locked, but the keys are in my hands Sing along to the pain, they love it / Life's like a merry-go-round / And I'm still tryna figure it out / I like space, I don't fit in the crowds Here I go in my feelings again, I can feel it again / So I lay in my bed, in my cell with the pen / And I dwell on my sins, I keep wonderin' when / Time to open the doors, they don't know who I am Take a knife to my head then I cut it open / Take my brain, put it on the floor tryna figure out my motives / Y'all thought I was an issue when the door was locked / Nah, you should see me when the door opens / Every night I can hear voices If I'ma die, I'ma die givin' everything that I have / Take a deep breath, I don't need y'all's respect / I'm a reject kid at recess playin' games with his make-believe friends
10 Feet Down Yeah I know the person in the mirror's not a perfect one / I look at him everyday and think he's not enough / My life's a book that I don't really like to open up / I'm twenty-six, but I feel like I live in chapter one I've been allowed to live life like I'm already grieving Life's what you make of it, take it, embrace it, and take it, and savor it / Ain't about what you did, it's what you became from it, ah
Green Lights I don't need directions from nobody in the back seat / I don't need these people in my corner tryna gas me Who'd a known I'd write something that could change lives? / I don't think y'all fully understand the way you changed mine
Dreams Yeah, most of my life's full of sad days / Started at a young age All I know is I get lower on the weekends Sometimes you don't know what you had until it falls apart, 'til it falls apart I know you've been callin', sorry I never call back / I know I've been distant, you know I never meant that / You can tell the family how I'm doing if they ask / I'm just doin' me
Let You Down Yeah, I guess I'm a disappointment / Doing everything I can I don't wanna make you disappointed / It's annoying / I just wanna make you feel like everything I ever did / Was never tryna make an issue for you
Destiny Doubt put his hands around my throat, so I cut 'em off / That's what you get for steppin' on my toes Yeah, my pops told me he was proud, I don't think he knew what that meant to me / Yeah, you try to take advantage of me before you die, you'll be dead to me
My Life We always talk about the same things, we just say 'em different / Try to fix it, crazy, isn't? I think that both of us live in the past / So we take for granted the present Life's about taking chances, making moves / Not about what you did, it's what you do / Build on what you got and learn from what you lose / And never let people distract you from being you
You're Special You said you want more / And I can't blame you for / Askin' me what's somethin' you deserve You can call me any day, anytime / You know I'ma answer / I won't let you, I won't let you down, yeah
If You Want Love I just need some time, I'm tryna think straight / I just need a moment in my own space / Ask me how I'm doin', I'll say "okay, " yeah / But ain't that what we all say? Yeah, as a kid I used to think life / Is moving so slow, I watch it go by / Look out the window on my bus ride / I thought the world was so small, through my closed eyes The older I get, I feel like I'm always tryna save time / Talkin' to the voices in my head, they make me think twice / Tellin' me it doesn't mean it's wrong because it feels right / I'm scared that one day I wake up and wonder where the time go
Remember This Yeah, they say when we grow up / You'll understand when you're older / Guess I'm still a kid, I don't know it / If I'll ever let go of this When I die, I wanna know that I lived for a reason / Anyone can take your life, but not what you believe in, no Yeah, anger's a liar, he ain't got no respect / I fell in love with my pain, and I slept with my regrets / Happiness saw it happen, maybe that's why she up and left / Joy called me a cheater, said she ain't coming back I look at the world from a different angle / People change, even Satan used to be an angel
Know I wanna know what it's like to be happy / I wanna know what it's like to wake up in the morning / And feel like it's real when I'm laughin' 
Lie They should have you locked up for all the time you stole from us / Took you out when I had no money I'm the one that made you rich when I bought every lie you sold to me
3 A.M. Maybe I don't see the world like I'm s'posed to / Maybe I'm just living in a nightmare
One Hundred Say you never lived until you found something to die for
Outro See, I am the voice of all these kids that think things, but never say 'em This is for the kids feeling like they live at the bottom / And every day of they lives, feels like it's darker than Halloween! / Yeah, you ain't alone out there, look around you / We got a lot of fans in here / Couple hundred thousand, that's what we did last year A lot of baggage I live in / That's why the passion is different / Really don't care if they get it
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Charles J. Gans at AP News:
NEW YORK (AP) — Tony Bennett, the eminent and timeless stylist whose devotion to classic American songs and knack for creating new standards such as “I Left My Heart In San Francisco” graced a decadeslong career that brought him admirers from Frank Sinatra to Lady Gaga, died Friday. He was 96, just two weeks short of his birthday. Publicist Sylvia Weiner confirmed Bennett’s death to The Associated Press, saying he died in his hometown of New York. There was no specific cause, but Bennett had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease in 2016. The last of the great saloon singers of the mid-20th century, Bennett often said his lifelong ambition was to create “a hit catalog rather than hit records.” He released more than 70 albums, bringing him 19 competitive Grammys — all but two after he reached his 60s — and enjoyed deep and lasting affection from fans and fellow artists. [...]
He not only survived the rise of rock music but endured so long and so well that he gained new fans and collaborators, some young enough to be his grandchildren. In 2014, at age 88, Bennett broke his own record as the oldest living performer with a No. 1 album on the Billboard 200 chart for “Cheek to Cheek,” his duets project with Lady Gaga. Three years earlier, he topped the charts with “Duets II,” featuring such contemporary stars as Gaga, Carrie Underwood and Amy Winehouse, in her last studio recording. His rapport with Winehouse was captured in the Oscar-nominated documentary “Amy,” which showed Bennett patiently encouraging the insecure young singer through a performance of “Body and Soul.” His final album, the 2021 release “Love for Sale,” featured duets with Lady Gaga on the title track, “Night and Day” and other Porter songs. For Bennett, one of the few performers to move easily between pop and jazz, such collaborations were part of his crusade to expose new audiences to what he called the Great American Songbook. [...]
By his early 40s, he was seemingly out of fashion. But after turning 60, an age when even the most popular artists often settle for just pleasing their older fans, Bennett and his son and manager, Danny, found creative ways to market the singer to the MTV Generation. He made guest appearances on “Late Night with David Letterman” and became a celebrity guest artist on “The Simpsons.” He wore a black T-shirt and sunglasses as a presenter with the Red Hot Chili Peppers at the 1993 MTV Music Video Awards, and his own video of “Steppin’ Out With My Baby” from his Grammy-winning Fred Astaire tribute album ended up on MTV’s hip “Buzz Bin.” That led to an offer in 1994 to do an episode of “MTV Unplugged” with special guests Elvis Costello and k.d. lang. The evening’s performance resulted in the album, “Tony Bennett: MTV Unplugged,” which won two Grammys, including album of the year.
[...] Long associated with San Francisco, Bennett would note that his true home was Astoria, the working-class community in the New York City borough of Queens, where he grew up during the Great Depression. The singer chose his old neighborhood as the site for the “Fame”-style public high school, the Frank Sinatra School of the Arts, that he and his third wife, Susan Crow Benedetto, a former teacher, helped found in 2001. The school is not far from the birthplace of the man who was once Anthony Dominick Benedetto. His father was an Italian immigrant who inspired his love of singing, but he died when Anthony was 10. Bennett credited his mother, Anna, with teaching him a valuable lesson as he watched her working at home, supporting her three children as a seamstress doing piecework after his father died.
Musician Tony Bennett died at 96. Bennett collaborated with Lady Gaga very late in his career to make him relevant to younger audiences. #RIPTonyBennett
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