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#i'm not good with playlists.. but i feel these fit..
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life advice because i'm drinking a can of monster (and making it everyone's problem)
ALRIGHT HELLO MAGGOTS I PROCURED A TWIRLY STRAW AND I'M DRINKING A CAN OF MONSTER WAIT I JUST SAID THAT OH WELL TOO BAD. @littlewoggysaffle and @empressumbreon, my lovely children, and @robinprinceofchaos my favourite nephew, listen close for this is TOTALLY LEGIT AND AMAZING ADVICE. OKAY? OKAY.
(I'm listening to a Crowley playlist I made called Loserboy Rizz rn. Feels relevant. Like a disclaimer, sort of, about the tone of this post.)
ALRIGHT FIRST UP YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TAKE YOUR MEDS REGULARLY AT THE SAME TIME OR THEY DON'T WORK APPARENTLY.
SECOND, MEN'S CARGO TROUSERS ARE A HOLY INVENTION, I CAN FIT MY COPY OF ANANSI BOYS INTO THE POCKET WITH ROOM FOR A WATER BOTTLE LIKE WTF. L TO CROWLEY AND HER WOMEN'S JEANS.
YOU ARE GOING TO ANNOY PEOPLE. IT IS INEVITABLE. YOU WILL ANNOY PEOPLE JUST LIKE THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO ANNOY YOU. AND THAT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY TO BE ANNOYING SOMETIMES. THE ONES WHO MATTER WILL LOVE YOU ANYWAY. JUST LIKE YOU LOVE THEM.
CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF, IT IS NOT ONLY A WAR CRIME THE SECOND TIME.
STANDARDISED TESTING MEASURES NOTHING OF EITHER INTELLIGENCE OR KNOWLEDGE ABOUT A SUBJECT. IT'S JUST A MEASURE OF HOW WELL YOU CAN TAKE THE EXAM.
IT IS OKAY TO BE A STEREOTYPE. IT IS OKAY TO DEFY THE STEREOTYPE. YOUR LIFE IS NOT SOME KIND OF DIVERSITY REP YOU CAN BE WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT.
BODY COUNT DOES NOT REFER TO MURDER IN MOST SITUATIONS. BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU ACCIDENTALLY REVEAL.
WHEN IN DOUBT, THE DRAMATIC OPTION IS PROBABLY MORE INTERESTING, IF NOT MORE EFFECTIVE. AND HEY LET'S BE INTERESTING OKAY. TO OURSELVES, I MEAN.
UNLESS YOU WANNA BE BASIC WHICH IS FAIR BASICNESS IS A SOCIAL CONSTRUCT ANYWAY. EVEN SCIENCE CAN'T AGREE ON WHAT IS BASIC. DOES IT REFER TO PROTON ACCEPTORS OR ELECTRON PAIR DONORS OR -OH ANION DONORS OR WHAT? THEY DON'T AGREE. SO BE BASIC OR WHATEVER YOU WANT. YOU ARE AWESOME.
HUMAN BLOOD DOES NOT MAKE GOOD PAINT. THIS IS FROM EXPERIENCE. DON'T BOTHER TRYING.
IF YOU NEED TO TEAR OPEN THE MEMBRANES SURROUNDING A HUMAN BRAIN, JUST USE A SHARP OBJECT AND CUT THE DURA MATER. IT LOOKS TEARABLE, BUT TRUST ME, I'VE PLAYED TUG OF WAR WITH IT AND IT DOES NOT TEAR.
YOU ARE WORTH MORE THAN YOUR "PRODUCTIVE" OUTPUT AND THE AMOUNT OF CASH YOU PUMP INTO AND OUT OF THIS FAILING ECONOMY.
I LOVE YOU. THAT YOU CAN BE SURE OF.
ALRIGHT *SLURPS MORE MONSTER FROM MY TWIRLY STRAW*
I'M OFF TO CAUSE MORE CHAOS, STAY AFRAID, MAGGOTS, FOR I WILL RETURN XOXO UWU
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firefurious · 3 months
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—» MINI CHARACTER PLAYLIST
share at least five songs that remind you of your muse, or that you associate with your muse's character arc. including lyrics is optional.
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i. he ain't heavy, he's my brother, the hollies
So on we go His welfare is my concern No burden is he to bear We'll get there For I know He would not encumber me He ain't heavy, he's my brother
i had to start with the twins because, well, vax is so utterly important to vex. no matter what they face or where their paths take them, vex is content to have her brother by her side. no matter what burdens he may have to carry, she'll always lend her support. she'll always care for him, and that's never a burden because her twin is everything to her.
ii. little brother, ella vos
Stay close, little brother I know your true colors When the world don't listen, you can call my name Stay close, little brother Stay close
this is pretty self-explanatory, still on the topic of vax. the twins know each other like no one else, and they learned from a young age to only rely on one another — that the only ones they could trust to have their backs were each other. it's a recurring theme for them to not want the world to get between them or to end up separated; stay close, little brother just feels extra fitting in that sense.
iii. diamonds are a girl's best friend, marilyn monroe
A kiss on the hand May be quite continental But diamonds are a girl's best friend A kiss may be grand But it won't pay the rental On your humble flat Or help you at the automat
listen... vex's relationship with money is definitely an important trait of her character and out of all the songs about it i could've picked, i just think this one is the one that fits the best. with her, it's not about money just for the sake of greed, i feel. there's a practical element to it too; money pays the bills, it provides you comfort. other things can be wonderful and meaningful but at the end of the day you still need money and the support it gives.
iv. big man, little dignity, paramore
I memorized all your lines I can't look away, you're like a movie that I love to hate I fantasize your demise I should look away because I know you're never gonna change I keep thinkin' this time, the end'll be different But it isn't I keep thinkin' (Keep thinkin') the end is gonna be different But you keep on winning
if her relationship with her brother is a fundamental (positive) part of her character, her relationship with her father is just as important (negative). syldor is, quite frankly, emotionally abusive, and for a long time vex is stuck on a cycle of resenting her father and wanting nothing to do with him while still wanting to prove herself and have his recognition.
this song is about powerful men being shitty and getting away with it, which fits, but i think the "i should look away because i know you're never gonna change / i keep thinking this time, the end'll be different but it isn't" could just relate to vex on a personal level in the sense of this bond she can't quite cut off entirely because deep down, no matter how terrible her father might be, she still hopes it'll be different. it never is.
v. kingdom come, the civil wars
Run, run, run and hide Somewhere no one else can find Tall trees bend and lean, pointing where to go Where you will still be all alone
facing prejudice and mistreatment from those around her since she was a child, vex sought solace in the woods. she was at peace among the trees and nature, where she had to deal with no one's judgment — but it was also isolating, keeping a distance from everyone. it was running and hiding from the things that hurt her when dealing with people. there's solace to be found in the peace of the woods; there is also loneliness.
vi. the archer, taylor swift
I've been the archer, I've been the prey Who could ever leave me, darling But who could stay?
the chorus of the song plays with the idea of presenting yourself as someone no one would want to leave, while contrasting it with no one being able to stay. i feel it relates to vex and how she feels in how she presents herself vs her real feelings. vex is very charming and composed, she seems very confident and bold and ready to face anything while breaking hearts left and right; but when it comes to how she really feels, a lot of that is just a front, an armor in a way. who could stay, knowing how she really is?
there are other lines throughout the song that feel very fitting. "'cause cruelty wins in the movies" echos her "there is always a cost or a cruelty", "i jump from the train, i ride off alone" relates particularly to pre vox machina when she and vax would leave any complicated situation and just cut their losses, "all the king's horses, all the king's men / couldn't put me together again" is an easy parallel to the broken pieces she carries inside and how they're not easy to mend.
vii. dog days are over, florence + the machine
Happiness hit her like a train on a track Coming towards her, stuck still, no turning back She hid around corners and she hid under beds She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
given her past, i believe vex wouldn't have an easy time just... accepting happiness. even if she takes somewhat quickly to keyleth and the others, starved for kindness as she is, the comfort of her found family would also be frightening. it's always been just her and vax. to have all that change, even if positive, would make her want to run.
not that i think she would actually try; but there's a reason she points out to vax they could leave. they don't, but the thought occurs to her because these bonds, this sense of familiarity, the joy that comes with it... they're foreign, and they're frightening, at least at first. she gets over it — i just think it's part of the journey.
viii. rather be, clean bandit
We're a thousand miles from comfort We have traveled land and sea But as long as you are with me There's no place I'd rather be
this one is usually read as a love song, but i'd apply it more to the group as a whole. hesitant as she might have been at first, they become her family and her home, more than any place she's ever lived in. the journey isn't always easy and it isn't always comfortable and they wander to many places, but the "as long as you are with me / there's no place i'd rather be" just feels like it applies to her little found family generally speaking. vox machina means a lot to her, each and all of them; it may not always seem like it with how she'll bicker with scanlan or be a little harsh with keyleth but despite her edges vex loves them all wholeheartedly.
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shimmershy · 6 months
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I've been longing for Daisies to push through the floor And I wish plant life would grow all around me So I won't feel dead anymore
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sysig · 2 months
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It started with a whisper ♥ (Patreon)
#Doodles#SCII#Helix#ZEX#Crackship#Xigbar#Of all the crackships that I didn't expect I probably wouldn't have expected these two the most lol#I super wasn't expecting to feel So strongly about them this is like multi-tier Big Feelings in varying directions#One - ZEX - obvious (lol) | Two - Xigbar (hehe II hehehe) - I think I mentioned it like maaaybe once over here but I was Huge into KH#Specifically Org XIII specifically-specifically 358/2 it is the only game in the Kingdom Hearts line that I've beaten and probably ever will#Oh no wait that's not true I did play through all of the DS release of Re:Coded but like......does that count lol I think no#I played the intro of Kingdom Hearts II and shut it off after the bit with Roxas and Sora like - the egg scene how do I non-spoilers this#I own it and I will never beat it I am too sad I want only my Nobodies lol <3#Kingdom Hearts had a big influence on me - that and Magic Knight Rayearth are a big explanation as to Why I'm Like This lol#Cough cough casting away the dark parts of your heart only for it to come back and bite you later and also The Gay™ lol#But AnyWay lol - Xigbar!#He wasn't my favourite-favourite - aside from Main Characters that'd probably go to Marluxia - but I still hold him very fondly!!#Definitely doodled him a good bit he's very handsome ♪#And just - ah ♥ An old fave and a new(er) fave interacting and making each other happy and feel nice and play well I just fsalkfdf#As well as that being Max's body! There's something heightening about all these different aspects that was just overwhelming to me haha <3#If it's not already obvious - yes this was the happy cries lol this is the only explanation I have haha#I feel very strongly about Them and Interactions and Feeling Nice and fjdslafsdf#Anyway! This isn't Just them! Just a lot haha ♪#I have started a playlist lol - so far it's just this song - Everybody Talks - but some of the others from SCII playlist fit well too :)#The rest is just ZEX being cute hehe <3 ZEX not understanding what crying is is very interesting to me :3c No VUX equivalent?#Seems like they don't have the same kinds of chemicals like adrenaline et al so I guess a flushing system isn't as necessary! Interesting :D#ZEX fumbliness leading to him being a bit on the back foot is so cute hehe <3 He wants so loudly and openly but actually accomplishing it-#I also really like how he holds himself - all the tension through him to fight against new muscles and bone everything too alien!#I imagine his hands as being very rigid and all the fingers pulled together straight but that could just be how he describes bones hehe#Alien in there <3 Plenty to read into :3c
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msommers · 5 months
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i can now legally share iggy's board and playlist
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s-ccaam-era-crepe · 1 year
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*drops my scary marlowe playlist* listen to my playlist boy (gender neutral)
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lulendrea · 2 years
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I'm so sorry by imagine dragons feels like such a raph song to me. Not really the words (because i have no clue what that song is about), but the beat. It's somewhat slow, but it's purposeful and there's so much weight behind each beat.
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elftwink · 2 years
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the one fun thing about writing something longer than 10k or so words is once you get really frustrated with the specific part you’re working on and start being like ‘im a fraud im a sham ive never written anything’ you can just take a breather and scroll around 1000 words forward and be like. actually i’m so talented and cool and hot and this is going to be the best thing ever. this libreoffice document contains multitudes
#good idea generator#fic writing tag tba#yes this is about that fake married au i post about once every 3 months or so but never actually finish#sir thats my emotional support fic i started in 2019 that i'm most of the way finished with#but cannot for the life of me polish off the last few thousand words#but that document is always open. every day it's me and caleb widogast against the world#actually its me against caleb widowgast. writing from that man's perspective feels like wringing water from a rock sometimes#i do feel bad posting about this wip because its been. multiple years. and i don't want to continually give the impression#that i might post it Tomorrow. Soon. idfk that yknow especially given how everything has been in the last few years#but like also at this point it is hard to understate the emotional attachment i have to working on this fic and talking about it 2 myself#this thing is a monster. it has like six documents. varying stages of draft saved. alternate scenes documents. alternate perspective bits#multiple outlines. a playlist. a poem that fits it#most of the random npcs who exist to move the plot along got full backstories to the point where i could play them as dnd pcs#it's the longest work of fiction ive ever written. bc ive been working on it on and off for so long a lot of milestones#were completed while writing this fic. idk its been so long its almost embarrassing to be like 'still working on it'#but i couldn't give it up if i tried. you know. this fic is like a lover to me. it is my everything#it's my mortal enemy it's my best friend it's my shoulder to cry on it's my fine china to throw against the wall#i escape to it. i need to escape from it. i'm tortured by it. its tortured by me. i bemoan it day in and day out#i wish id never started writing it. i wish i could experience writing it all again. i want to be done yesterday. i never want to finish#etc. you get the picture
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septembersghost · 2 years
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what songs make jimmy think of kim and vice versa
i LOVE this question, yet even as passionate as i am about music, i feel woefully unqualified to answer this, because there's somewhat of a gap in my knowledge exactly where jimmy and kim would fall generationally, so i'm afraid i'd either choose music that's way too old (although the show loves to use its vintage music!) or way too recent - with that in mind, may i pose this question to the wider bcs community? tell me what songs you think would make jimmy and kim think of one another, i want to know! 💗
although i will say silver springs by fleetwood mac would make jimmy think of kim because it's just too perfect. and slow like honey by fiona apple is a kim thinking of jimmy song for reasons. (i'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you -> i'll haunt the world inside you
time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me; i know i could have loved you, but you would not let me -> gonna hover over your life, gonna keep you reaching when i'm gone like yesterday)
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stewyhosseini-bf · 1 year
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should i post my kenstewy playlist.....
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krenenbaker · 3 months
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hgjkahfagkljh
first off, this song is an absolute banger.
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second... THE LYRICS ARE SO SIMILAR TO, LIKE, 75% OF CHARLES-HENRI'S STORYLINE?? looking through them, I was... uh... a little blown away by how well it fits? everything from the existentialism, to the views of love, connection, yearning, and loneliness, to even the bit about kissing!! the parallels I'm seeing are wild!
but yeah... I'm kind of obsessed with this song at the moment
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d1amondd3cay · 10 months
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making playlists is so hard but at least it's leading me to some really good music
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drurrito · 1 month
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Night Drive (18+)
Summary: You get a new car
AN: 18+ only y'all--we're gonna pretend that there are plenty of other self-driving cars that aren't t*sla...I hope this makes up for me not putting out another part of AYTO yet! All mistakes are mine.
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Warnings: cursing; reader has a dick; dom//powerbottom!Natasha; sub//top!reader
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You sink lower into your seat as you rev the engine of your new car with the widest grin Natasha can't see. Natasha looks hardly impressed from your view beyond the barely-legal tint of the windows.
You decide to roll down your window and plead your case.
"Hey baby."
Natasha rolls her eyes. You already screw yourself coming right out the gate with pleasantries, Natasha knows you're desperate to get on her good side when you do that.
"So...what do you think?" You vaguely gesture to the rest of the car and Natasha scoffs.
"I think you were a finance bro in your past life," she crosses her arms, and you relent, "probably," you sing as you round the car to lean against the hood. The gun metal gray still holds a shine in the moonlight. This wasn't an impulse purchase, you had been talking about buying a new car for a while now. You would go on little rants about the specs of certain cars whenever you saw them on the road or on TV. It's not like you were waiting when you had the money, being an avenger was a pretty-paying gig. You were just waiting for the right one, at the right time--a method you mastered by the time Natasha came around.
"Wanna go for a joyride?" You offer, already leaning off the hood and spinning the key in your hand.
Natasha wants to keep giving you a hard time, but you look so damn good in front of your sleek, expensive, new backdrop. Your muscles bulge under your fitted black shirt, and you have the cockiest smile on your face, like you knew you were winning this race.
"And if we get pulled over?"
"With SHIELD plates? I'm not worried about it," it almost comes out like it's scripted. You're not above rehearsing a speech for Natasha if it means getting your way. You're pulling out all the stops, but Natasha wants to remind you who's really behind the wheel. Her eyes rake over you slowly, intensely--the same way fresh lava travels over earth. You're standing at attention and you don't even know it.
"You gonna open the door for me or just stand there like you forgot your manners?" Natasha watches in amusement as you fumble for the door handle. She slides onto the cool leather while you make your way into the driver's seat yet again. You wait patiently for her to get comfortable and buckle in.
It's only when you rev the engine with a wink that Natasha muses this might have been a bad idea on her part. You punch the gas pedal and she's quickly acquainted with the back of the cherry red bucket seat.
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Natasha decides that she doesn't like going fast unless the fate of the world depends on it. She also decides this is the one exception when she sees the freeway system of veins in your forearms as you grip the steering wheel. Natasha feels like she's flying when she watches your triceps flex while you turn the wheel or do something as mundane as turning on her seat heater.
Natasha slides her seatbelt off in a way that doesn't set off the sensor--she didn't want this moment to be ruined by a lecture on why it's important to buckle-up. You're too distracted by the beat of your night drive playlist to notice her crawling closer to you.
You feel her lips on the shell of your ear, "eyes on the road, got it?"
"Yes ma'am," you try to say cooly, you don't dare chance a look over at her. She hums with satisfaction and rewards you with a kiss on the skin behind your ear and a nibble on your lobe that tightens the coil in your belly.
Natasha sucks and licks at your neck while her deft fingers work to undo your belt and zipper. Her hand explores the border of your waistband before dipping under and finding what it was looking for. You let out a whisper of a gasp when Natasha admires your full length and girth. Your grip on the wheel tightens, Natasha chuckles when she hears the leather under your fingers groan.
Natasha begins to stroke you slowly, agonizingly so, but that doesn't keep your hips from bucking up into her hand.
"Tash," that only elicits a rumble against your neck. Natasha's other hand curls around your neck and gives a light squeeze that makes your vision blur for a second. Her stroking picks up speed, you have to work impossibly hard to keep your foot off the brakes.
"Natasha, please."
"I like the way you say please, baby," she mumbles with your skin between her teeth.
"What did I tell you?"
"Eyes on the road, ma'am," you say with a quickness that makes the corner of her lips curl up in satisfaction.
"So smart," she praises before you helplessly watch her head lower until you feel her lips greet your cock with a sloppy kiss. You throw your head back against your seat with a pathetic moan.
"So desperate," Natasha teases, and your mind feels like it's going a million miles an hour--multitasking is usually your strong suit, but it seems damn near impossible now.
Natasha's tongue travels the length of you, your hips feebly buck into her mouth when she finally grants you entrance. You slow your speed to safely take a hand off the wheel and hold her hair back. She thanks you with a gentle squeeze on your thigh and the prettiest sounds you could have only ever imagined.
Your playlist is already repeating itself by the time Natasha comes up for air. She can barely hear it over your panting anyway. You're rock hard and right where she wants you.
"The car can drive itself, you know," you breathe out. Natasha's brow quirks with curiosity.
"Show me," it's a gentle command, but your fingers rush to press the right sequence of buttons. You ease the seat back with haste, and Natasha just lets you sit there for a few beats to take you in and also leave you in suspense.
Your fingers dumbly flex against your legs while you wait for further instruction from Natasha. She doesn't even try to hide her smirk when your eyes begin to dart between the road and her.
"You're not gonna let us crash right, dove?" Natasha's finger traces a feather-light trail down your arm. It's a genuine question, even though she knows you probably did some sizable research on the safety features of the car before you even entertained buying it.
"No ma'am, you're precious cargo," you give an easy smile and that's Natasha's cue to move and straddle your lap. You help her with your hands on her hips, your hands quickly retreating to your sides when she's situated over you.
Natasha swears your eyes are sparkling as you watch her slide her panties to the side with one hand and take your length in the other.
"Eyes on me, baby, just for a second," she coos and you obey. Natasha can't help but admire the striations of your muscles working overtime to restrain yourself. You've always been intoxicatingly obedient, even when it's downright painful. Your eyes are locked on Natasha's, you have to bite your lip to stifle a moan when she finally eases down onto your cock. She's already working her hips in a way that has your entire body buzzing. You can count on one hand how many cars have passed you by this whole time, just like you expected.
Your fingers dig into the leather of your seat, your eyes periodically glancing at the road to make sure it hasn't veered off course for whatever reason. Natasha steals a few sloppy kisses when she leans into you to get a better angle and bounce on your cock at a speed that should be illegal.
"Tash, I'm gonna-," you choke out between labored breaths.
"What was that baby?" she leans back and oh god, you wish you had the kind of self-control your car has right now. You feel like you're going to pass out watching Natasha ride your cock, you're too blissed out to realize that she's spelling out 'm-i-n-e-' with her hips.
"I'm gonna come so fast."
"I know baby."
That seals your fate. Your arm reaches back to brace yourself against the seat. With a long and drawn-out "fuck," Natasha feels you push deeper into her, filling her up with every last drop of you. You both fall into a sweaty, moaning heap against the seat. Your body trembling with aftershocks as Natasha scratches at the skin on the back of your neck. You only get to drink this feeling in for a few seconds until you see red and blue flashing lights in your rearview mirror.
"Shit," you sit up and Natasha freezes when she sees what you see. You feverishly check your speedometer, you're not speeding. You start rifling through your brain to see if you forgot to do something, insurance? Plates? Registration?
Your questions are answered when you watch the cop car speed off into the night. Natasha lets out a heavy sigh of relief that makes your dick twitch, reminding you both that you're still inside of her.
"Told you," you try not to sound so exasperated. Natasha just rolls her eyes before kissing your temple. Night drives might just become a regular thing now.
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vanteguccir · 3 months
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TikTok trends | Matt Sturniolo
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Matt Sturniolo x reader
Summary: 4 times that Y/N and Matt made a couple's trend on tiktok.
Warning: None.
Requested?: Yes, by @paytonthereader
Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.
PS.: I made a part 2!
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Just like Matt worked with YouTube making videos with his brothers, Y/N worked with TikTok. She created her account on the app in 2019, and from 2020, she lost her camera shyness slowly and started posting her own videos, creating content for her favorite niche: makeup and skincare.
When Matt moved to Los Angeles, the two met in an unexpected and cliché encounter in line at a bakery on a rainy morning. Their friendship grew as quickly as it began, and feelings were gradually cultivated. With both of them working on the Internet and being public figures, it was easy to understand each other and fit in their crazy schedules.
It didn't take much. The two quickly found themselves in a tangle of reciprocal feelings. Matt felt proud that he was brave enough to make the first move, and soon, the two were in a beautiful relationship that blossomed very quickly and lightly.
Because they both work with social networks, they decided not to keep their love a secret, and what surprised them most was how the fans supported them together, it was rare that they encountered comments from haters.
With that, in all of the Sturniolo Triplets' YouTube videos and Y/N's TikToks, there were thousands of people begging them to make more content together, being called "the power couple" by both fandoms.
That's why Y/N always found a way to convince Matt to do some couple trends on TikTok with her, and despite pretending he didn't like it, she knew how much he adored making mini videos with her, showing to the world how much he loved her.
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Y/N fitted her phone on the phone holder attached to the right side of the front windowscreen of Matt's car - which was there precisely because she loved recording herself doing makeup there, being the passenger princess she was -, lowering the brightness of the screen so that the boy couldn't see the TikTok camera open.
She adjusted the position of the device so that it covered the two front seats, pressing the red button to start recording, smiling slightly to the camera before looking away.
Matt didn't notice her movements, too focused on the sight in front of him, driving slowly through the McDonald's drive thru line, waiting for their turn. His left hand held the steering wheel, while his right hand rested on Y/N's thigh, caressing her covered skin gently.
Y/N's calm playlist played softly through the speakers, creating a comfortable atmosphere for both of them.
The girl knew that she was going to make the order that day, knowing that Matt was feeling too anxious to talk to a stranger, so her plan would work.
"Do you already know what you will want, baby?" The girl asked. Her tone was low as she turned her upper body to the left, focusing her eyes on the brunette.
"Just some nuggets, baby. And Coke, please." He asked, looking at her quickly before returning his eyes to the cars in front of them, receiving a nod from the girl.
It didn't take long and soon it was their turn. Matt rolled down the window on the driver's side door, smiling kindly at the attendant before turning to his girlfriend, waiting for her to start the order.
Y/N leaned to her left, getting closer to Matt so the attendant could hear her clearly.
"Hi, good evening! Can I have a cheeseburger with fries and a Diet Coke, please?" She spoke her order, waiting for the attendant to select it before starting Matt's. "And my husband will just have a big portion of nuggets and a Coke, please."
Y/N tried to capture Matt's reaction without letting on that she was expecting something, watching him surreptitiously from the corner of her eye, pressing her lips into a thin line when she saw him smile big, lowering his face to hide the red color that took over his cheeks.
His hand - which was still on the girl's thigh - squeezed the flesh lightly, and Y/N could swear his fingers were shaking.
After receiving confirmation from the attendant and paying for them, Matt rolled up the window and gently accelerated to get back in line.
When the car in front stopped again, he finally turned to Y/N, a huge smile on his face as his eyes glistened with tears.
"I'm your husband?" He asked, his voice coming out weak from the emotions he felt, his cheeks burning with redness while he felt his heart accelerating.
"Not yet, but one day you will be." Y/N said in a low voice, smiling equally big. She brought her left hand to Matt's right, caressing the soft skin, holding herself back from pulling him into a hug and peppering him with kisses.
"I love you so much. So, so much." He muttered, moving closer and sealing his lips over Y/N's, closing his eyes and letting a happy sigh scape through his nose, a smile still on his mouth.
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Y/N placed her phone on the kitchen counter next to the stove so that the front camera was facing her and taking in as much information from the room as possible.
The girl was cutting some vegetables while preparing lunch for herself and the boys, wiping her hands on the dishrag before clicking on the screen, starting the recording.
"Baby!" She called from where she was, smiling quickly to the camera before lifting her chin slightly so that her voice echoed better. "Come here, I need a favor."
The sound of her and Matt's shared bedroom door opening sounded before light footsteps approached. Soon, the boy's image appeared behind Y/N as he walked closer to her.
"Hi honey. What do you need?" He spoke back, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend's waist and resting his chin on Y/N's right shoulder, sealing the area with his lips softly before noticing the phone recording them. "What are you doing?" Matt asked, his brow furrowed as his eyes focused on the image of the two hugging each other that stared back at him.
"I'm just recording a recipe." She lied quickly, lightly biting her bottom lip to hold back her laughter. She really didn't know how to lie to him. "Baby, can you go to the market for me? I need tomatoes to make sauce." Y/N asked, releasing the knife she was holding in her right hand and bringing it to Matt's head still on her shoulder, stroking his hair lightly, receiving a happy sigh in response.
The boy let out a sound of agreement, nodding his head before lifting it up, kissing Y/N's shoulder and her cheek, squeezing her waist one last time before taking some steps back.
"That's it, baby?" He asked as he felt his pants pocket with his right hand, checking if he had his wallet and car keys.
Y/N agreed, picking up the knife again and going back to cutting the vegetables.
"Alright, if you remember anything else, just text me. I love you, bye." Matt asked, turning around and starting to walk towards the stairs.
"Okay, thanks!" Y/N thanked him, smiling small when she heard Matt's footsteps stop abruptly. She looked up at her phone slightly, seeing her boyfriend turn around with a confused expression.
"I love you, bye." He repeated, watching her closely.
"Bye, honey. Drive safe." She added, trying to hide her smile as she turned her attention back to the vegetables.
Matt approached her again, positioning himself behind her body and tilting his head to the side so he could see her profile, his blue eyes running over her features.
"I love you." He repeated it a third time, this time slowly, as if he were speaking to a child.
"Okay." Y/N persisted, keeping her eyes on the vegetables, taking deep breaths to keep from laughing.
"Did I do something?" Matt asked, his right hand lightly grabbing Y/N's right arm and making her release the knife, turning her body so that she was facing him. "I'm sorry." He asked, his eyes scanning his girlfriend's face as a weight took over his gaze; he felt guilty despite not knowing what he had done.
"What? No, you didn't do anything." The girl shook her head, intertwining their fingers and looking at him in false confusion.
"But... that's not how it works, baby. I say, "I love you", and you have to say "I love you" back." Matt insisted, his brow furrowed as he tried to understand what was happening. "Did something happen that I don't know about?"
A sound of laughter escaped Y/N's throat, she couldn't keep pretending when seeing the confusion in her boyfriend's eyes, her heart warmed with the way he was trying to apologize and fix something he didn't do and that, in fact, didn't even exist. Matt remained watching her, feeling even more lost than before.
"I'm sorry, It's just a prank, baby. It's for a TikTok." The girl explained, pointing to her phone that was still recording them.
Matt rolled his eyes, sighing in relief before a smile took over his face.
"You're still going to give me a heart attack." He muttered, shaking his head. "Let's do it again then. I love you, bye." Matt repeated, still holding his girlfriend, who laughed lightly at his reactions.
"I love you more, my love." She finally responded, reaching forward and quickly sealing their lips. "Now go buy my tomatoes."
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Y/N held her phone with her right hand, the screen showing the TikTok camera open, with the audio already selected, just waiting to be started.
She was standing in front of the closet doors in her shared room with Matt. The lights were low, forming a comfortable atmosphere.
Her left hand held her favorite red lipstick from Kylie Cosmetics, with the lid off and the contents showing.
Her right thumb clicked the red button to start recording, the audio echoing through the four walls.
"Stay with me"
She applied one more layer of lipstick to her bottom lip, smudging it a little on purpose.
A masculine hand - Matt's - appeared in the camera view, cupping Y/N's chin firmly and wiping away the smudged lipstick with his thumb gently, pulling her face up so she was looking at him.
"I don't want you to leave..."
Y/N turned her phone slightly so the camera caught the two of them, Matt appearing at her side with his face and neck smeared with lipstick marks.
His face was facing hers, his blue eyes traveling from her eyes to her painted lips, a smirk appearing on his cheeks.
Y/N looked up at him through her eyelashes, feeling her face take on a red color due to the intensity of his gaze, smiling shyly.
Matt pulling her face for a kiss was the last image captured on camera, before the TikTok ended.
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"Baby?" Y/N called out loud, her eyes briefly flicking to her phone, which had the TikTok camera open, already recording herself.
She was sitting on the couch in the living room, the television on in the background as her favorite series played.
"Yes, baby?" Matt responded from their bedroom, leaving the room seconds later and approaching the living room, stopping near the couch as he looked at his girlfriend, waiting.
"Do we have orange?" She asked, turning her face towards him, smiling small when she saw a confused expression appear in his eyes.
"The fruit? Hm, I guess so. We bought it last time we went to the market." Matt replied, resting his hand on the back of the couch, leaning his hips on the armrest.
"I really feel like eating an orange right now." Y/N continued, closely watching her boyfriend's reaction.
"Oh, I'll get you one, hold on." Matt responded quickly, turning around and walking over to the fridge, opening the door and reaching for the fruit from the fruit and vegetable drawer.
Y/N looked at her phone camera wide-eyed, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as she smiled big, a reddish hue taking over her cheeks.
Just under two minutes later, Matt returned with a small bowl in hand, and Y/N quickly recognized it as her favorite bowl that had bee designs on it.
"Here, my love." He handed her the ceramic. Y/N took it and looked inside, seeing her orange not only peeled but cut so that she could eat it slowly and without getting her hands dirty.
Y/N pouted as her eyes filled with tears.
"Thank you." Her voice was broken due to the amount of love she felt at that moment, looking up at her boyfriend.
"What is it?" Matt asked worriedly, sitting down next to her and pulling her close, laying her head on his right shoulder as he brought his head closer to hers, sealing his lips on her hair and exhaling lightly, smelling the soft smell of shampoo. "Why are you crying, baby?"
"I just love you so much."
"I love you more, silly."
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apfelhalm · 2 years
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Shadows settle on the place, that you left Our minds are troubled by the emptiness Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time From the perfect start, to the finish line
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs Setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong The lovers that went wrong
We are the reckless We are the wild youth Chasing visions of our futures One day, we'll reveal the truth That one will die before he gets there
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone We're setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home It was a flood that wrecked this home
And you caused it (x3)
Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette A lifeless face that you'll soon forget And my eyes are damp from the words you left Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone Setting fire to our insides for fun To distract our hearts from ever missing them But I'm forever missing him
And you caused it (x3)
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cafehyunji · 22 days
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Video Phone | Abby Anderson
you sayin that you want me? So press record, I'll let you film me. On your video phone
content : smut, fingering, moaning, minor cussing, modern!abby
I recommend Minors do not interact !!
Knowing Abby, she would take late shifts at the fire department, being in the status of the hard working (and hot) fire fighter, leaving you home alone with your rampant thoughts of her and her “actions”, and today was one of those days. Rather than the usual fingering alone to just the thought of her while laying on her side of the bed you both lay in, listening to a playlist you made for times alone, you take another route. Recording it and sending it to her.
Abby gets a notification as she finishes up the last 30 of her shift, she swipes up pressing the notification with the contact name “Angel 🤍” with an attachment. She’s greeted with the view of you in a pair of lingerie she couldn’t recognize, quickly reaching in her pockets she ruffles around to find her headphones, pulling out the once white case now turned yellow from her hectic days of playing ‘the garden wife” in your backyard on her off days.
Taking out the small pieces inside and placed them in her ear. She looks around a bit not knowing if this could be the regular ask of how your outfit looks or something else, once she feels the coast is clear she starts the video. The phone is set up close enough, giving her a great view of your glistening folds in the dim room, lit by the thin cheap fairy lights you bought on a whim months ago. She cringed seeing them in your hands after telling you they were a fire risk days before they came, but she couldn’t disappoint her beautiful girl… could she?
Soft moans flowed through the small white pieces of plastic, making her feel as if she was in the room sitting and watching as you touched yourself for her. She loved how the dim small warm tinted lights hit your brown slick folds, listening to the sweet gush of her pretty pussy taking in your two digits with ease. From behind the screen, dear lord was she drooling and parched (and nearly having a waterfall between her thighs.) “I wish you were here…” you softly pant, speeding up your thrust. “I don’t feel right without you… but I’m so impatient.. fuck..” You huff, panting and throwing your head back in pleasure.
You softly whine, lifting your head to look at the phone watching yourself as you touch yourself thinking of Abby sitting, and watching at the edge of the bed telling you what to do. A few more pumps of your digits bring you a harsh feeling of relief, causing you to gush all over the newly washed fitted sheets you put on hours ago. you toss your head back onto the pillows, letting the video end on its own before getting up and sending the good parts to Abby.
©cafehyunji 2023
A/n: Long time no see... It's been a long ass time since I've posted something on here that wasn't a repost.. at least Im not treating y'all like my editing account... (I haven't posted there in like 6-7 months.. I'm treating it like the plague..)
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