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eyeheartboobiez · 4 months

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-> 𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖽 𝗑 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

-> 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗎!

-> 𝖺/𝗇: 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖫𝖠𝖲𝖳 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖺 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆 𝗂 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋😭

Jason Todd and ex girlfriend, Artemis Grace, spotted outside a club together just hours ago! May this old flame be finding its spark again? (8/20/2022 3:14 AM PT)

For months now, people have been buzzing after Gotham elite Jason Todd and singer Y/N Y/LN hinted at being in a relationship. Ever since this past March when they were initially spotted together, fans have done nothing short of obsessing over the two.

Artemis Grace, former girlfriend of Jason, had gotten into some hot water recently when insiders claimed that the singer had something to do with leaking Y/N’s unreleased track, Fantasize.

As mentioned in former articles, TMZ investigators came to the conclusion that Artemis was involved in publishing the song as a way of “getting her lick back”. Time logs show that the dubbed “rival” singer entered the same studio as Y/N not too long after she left for the night.

Many people online have been more than vocal about their love for the song, despite the fact that it was released without the artist’s consent.

While Artemis has yet issue a statement regarding the accusations, she seems to have plenty of time to be out partying with her ex.

Fast forward to last night, when just hours ago, Jason and Artemis were seen leaving a nightclub together and looking very close for comfort. Onlookers were not only shocked, but absolutely gagged when they saw the two hugging each other goodbye.

With their late night rendezvous breaking headlines, some fans are starting to question if Jason may have also played a part in helping Artemis, or if they ever really broke up at all!

The exes, who were romantically involved for almost two years, have a long history of being toxic towards each other. Their on-again-off-again relationship was notorious for its dysfunctionality, making it hard to keep up most of the time.

It wasn't until late last year when both Jason and Artemis officially called it quits by posting an announcement on their respective Instagram accounts (although many were skeptical to believe it).

Despite the initial shock of the situation, it begs the question: Where does Y/N stand in all of this?

Fans of the singer songwriter were quick to come to her support, majority of whom expressing their clear disappointment in Jason.

“I was really betting on these two,” says Twitter user @y/n’scoochiehairs. “I feel like a child of divorce…”. The fan account, while only just a few months old, grew exponentially due to their constant posts about the alleged couple.

Many sentiments like this have been circulating the internet once the pictures from last night began to surface. Y/N is notorious for putting her emotions into her songs, so at least we know she’ll be releasing new music soon, right?

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user1: oh she really aint playing...

user2: COOK HIM GOOD SIS!!

user3: girl this is a whole bar put this energy into a song or sumn😭

user4: sooo what im hearing is that ur single🤔

⤷ user5: ntm on my wife now..

user6: this next album bouta be BIBLICAL

user7: genuinely hope youre doing okay🥺🫶

user8: ily queen🩷

people you may know!

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@artemisofmighdall: last night was a dream✨

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user1: first you mess with her music then you mess with her man.. if bold was a person…

user2: the hell is she smiling so damn big for?? ain’t shit funny😐

user3: girl you betta PRAY i don’t catch you in these streets…

user4: “last night was a dream” yeah and you in for a rude awakening cuz wth💀

user5: these comments killing me😭

user6: you already going to hell for being a ginger now you just making it worse for yourself🤦‍♀️

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end notes: is jason involved or is he just being framed👀 lmk what you think!!

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plutoslittlerkive · 6 months

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I want to love you.

Tate Frost x AFAB reader!

Hi babies I’m back with another banger or wtv those YouTube mfs be saying but yeah hii I’m taking another break from Tiktok (Princessofmagix) Lol you should follow I’m pretty and kinda funny! But yeah I recently got back into otome and visual novels and guys when I found Tate Frost..? I went bonkers so I wrote a lil something but guys, hear me when I say:

PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS I’M NOT PLAYING WITH Y’ALL!

Warnings: Noncon, manipulation, Kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, triggering sexual themes, mentions of past trauma!

But yeah enjoy!

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“You’re fucking crazy.” I spit. His eyes traveled like an elevator down my body, eye-fucking me in the process. You know I have to hand it to them, the people who warn others about manipulative men.

They weren’t kidding, this guy’s seriously an actor, even worse an artist. A con one at that but I couldn’t help but commend his artistry, even as I found myself bound to his bed by ropes and held down for him, like the perfect prey. He eyed me like it too.

The talent was crazy but I think part of me was more mad at myself than him, maybe because I took pride in the fact that I wasn’t naive, well, not as much as expected from a traumatized person.

Not to get too much into detail but I’ve been deceived, later healed enough to start giving out the benefit of the doubt but I wasn’t stupid, not enough to fall for obvious love bombing but THIS was anything but obvious…and yet again I’d been deceived.

Fooled to believe I’d been loved.

Usually, at this point, I would fear that I’d never love again, never trust again, but live? This situation goes beyond my wildest nightmares.

“Can you blame me Sha? You look divine like this…”

My eyes narrowed but his words made me dizzy. He always did, but that’s what love was; a disease. One I’d tolerate though couldn’t stomach but finally for the first time it made me sick, this man was a monster. I understand that perfectly well, yet my body still hasn’t gotten the memo.

He had access to every part of me now but he sat across the room and continued to taunt me.

“I hate you,” I say staring away at a wall

“Well, that’s a shame sweetness, 'cause I adore you~”, He smiled ever so sweetly.

“Shut up.” I glare but he shoots up and grabs my ankles pulling me towards him. I struggle and start to scream but he immediately grips my throat, my eyes widen, not from his harsh grip but from the cold metal I feel against my thigh.

Almost instantly my eyes began to water and I trembled beneath him. He stared down at me, his dominance utterly petrifying, but he wanted to make sure I understood my position, fully grasped the situation I was in.

He then softened his hand. I cautioned my breathing, too afraid that I might accidentally set him off enough to rid me of existence, but he leaned in and pressed his forehead against mine and simultaneously my tears fell.

“I thought you loved me…” I struggled

He pulls back and tilts his head.

“I do love you?” But I scoff

“You’re delusional. This isn’t love.”

“Oh and that’s where you’re wrong sweetness,” He keeps the blade steady but focuses on my eyes.

“Believe it or not I’m honored you decided to trust me enough to be that vulnerable with me. To let me into your past. I’ve listened to you, comforted you…and it’s all been out of love.”

I clenched my teeth and he slowly sunk the blade deeper, enough to scare me.

“And what kind of love equates to threatening to kill me?” I challenge, he smirks.

“Our kind.” He says before pulling the blade and his hand away, but his hand didn’t stray too far as he gently traced the curves of my hip. My breath hitched as I looked up at him.

“You see Sha, the difference between me and all your other relationships is that they didn’t really love you.” My face went cold as ice.

What is he-..?

“MY love for you is overbearing…so much that you can’t even take it. So much that it overwhelms you but,” He sets the knife aside. Leaning down he kisses up my thighs, stalking around my arousal, and I whimpered in anticipation.

“Even if you can’t understand, your body knows that I love you… and it knows I would never lie about that.” He says soothingly, his thick accent laced with allure.

My mind began to shift into fight or flight as his kisses grew closer to my core.

“Tate no please stop..!” And before he could touch me there, he pulled away and let out a sigh before leaving the room.

As I found myself in the room alone my heart began to race, bro this man was out of his damn mind. I took time to breathe but my eyes quickly got to work scanning around his room.

Prior, I never took the time to take in my surroundings the other times I was here.

I was too busy being blinded by his “act”, and my alibi had to be the fact that we never had sex before, he always respected my boundaries and I cherished that about him, knowing I’d never seen that gentleness in anybody else.

But it wasn’t even him actually, and I was currently in the room of a stranger, but if there was one thing I knew for sure, I couldn’t stay here!

Suddenly the door swung open. And there he was…with a deck of playing cards?

“You know I’m quite worried about you Sha, don’t trust me, don’t trust your own body, ” He locked the door before walking over to me

“But I don’t blame you, you’ve been through enough.” He pulled up a chair and sat next to me, reaching over I flinched as he gently wiped my stained cheek, though his touch only made me want to cry again.

“No matter, I thought we’d settle this with a game. Wanna see what your subconscious thinks?” I yanked away from his touch and turned away to the other side of the room, once again making friends with the wall.

“You’re disgusting, I don’t want to play shit with you.” I spat

He chuckled, “I’m afraid it’s the only way sweetheart, besides I think you’ll enjoy what I have in store if you win~”

My brows furrowed as I looked back at him.

Unless it was my freedom he had to be out of his mind entirely if he thought I’d enjoy anything else and right I was.

“I can see you're on edge but I’m being completely honest, I care about you. And because I’m not a total monster I’ll take how you feel into consideration.”

My brows furrowed even more as I stared into his eyes.

Gee, thanks.

“I trust your body so the rules are simple Sha,” He coos moving to sit beside me on the bed.

“I’ll hold up three cards, and if you can pick my favorite, you win.” He began to trail off

If I win…I’ll set you free.” My eyes widened.

Wait what- he can’t be serious… but the way he looked off into the distance, he meant what he said…he was serious, and I let out a shaky breath

“But if you win, I finally get to fuck you, and you’re mine.” My body lost all warmth, dread took hold of my body as I started to hyperventilate. I shook my head and pulled against the ropes.

“Tate n-no don’t do this p-please don’t-!“ He shuffled the deck, eyeing me as I struggled, begging him to have mercy. But it just made him smile.

“I’m serious, are you listening-?!” I screamed out. He put a finger up to his lips effectively hushing me, I knew well then to upset him.

“Tate I-“

“Pick one Y/N.” He immediately cuts me off.

As he held the cards in front of me I quickly broke into a cold sweat.

He could take everything from me… and I wouldn't be able to stop him.

I looked at the cards. I just had to get it wrong and the odds are in my favor but, I’m use to being so unlucky.

“The middle one…” I spoke meekly.

He immediately looked down at the cards, staying quiet. The suspense was killing me and I’d rather it did, anything to take me away from this man. Before I know it he looks up at me and smirks.

“I love you too Sweetness”,

Before I can think he throws the cards aside and crawls on the bed, dragging my hips up to his. I had no time to react as my throat tightened and tears dripped down my cheeks.

Just my luck.

He swiftly pulled down his boxers making my eyes widen, as he ran his tip along my lips.

“S’been a long time comin'” He chuckled aligning with my entrance.

I try once again to pull away, no longer caring about upsetting him.

“No p-please I can’t- you’re too big I won’t be able to take it-!” But it was too late and the pressure quickly entered my body. I winced as he slid in every inch, tears nonstop falling to the sheets as he kept a harsh grip on my hips.

“Fuck!” He hissed

I panted heavily trying to cope with the pain of feeling him so deep against me. I whimpered as he pulled my hips closer, raising one of my legs up to kiss along, as if he was trying to soothe me.

Keeping my leg up he thursted in me once more allowing his dick to reach a newer depth.

“You’re so fucking tight” He groaned lifting my hips to pick up the pace.

He was relentless and rough but I still couldn't adjust to his size as he forced my body to take him repeatedly. My body tensed as surges of pleasure felt like an electric current in my body every time our hips met.

“a-ah~ Tate please-!“

“What’s that baby, such a pretty little thing, do you feel good?“ He teased

I hated him. I swore I did but the way he towered over me, he was so much bigger, stronger than me and it showed in the way he manhandled my body, as if he truly owned me and I was his doll.

He slowed down and buried his face in my neck, focusing on precision rather than speed. He whispered sweet words in my ear, telling me he loved me and I was made for him...and that I was perfect.

I clung to him and held on as he kissed and sucked along my jaw even biting me, but everything felt so gentle, his ease caused my body to relax against him and I whimpered as I allowed myself to fully submit to him.

I would never make it out alive if I didn’t and part of me wanted to accept him. Maybe he did love me and I just didn’t understand. Or maybe being forced away from the rest of society was finally catching up to me? Either way, this was my life now.

As I came to the realization he gently pulled away slightly and wrapped a hand around my throat squeezing lightly, my body tensed pleasurably once again as I closed my eyes taking everything he gave me.

But when I felt him pull back to me I flinch and cry out suddenly as I felt consistent harsh vibrations against my clit. My mouth stayed open as I tried to take in the mass amount of sensation. My breath left me quickly as I arched my back into his growing fast pace.

“Do me a favor and hold this for me baby.”

The tears never faltered, though now they were a symbol of how good I felt, and my eyes fluttered as I looked up to him and the wand he rested above my clit.

“Tate...I’m so close I can’t-“ I cried but he pressed the wand down harder and stared down at me sternly.

“Hold it.“ He repeated.

I couldn’t tell in what way he meant but to play it safe I did both. Taking a hold of the wand I listened to him when he demanded I keep it in place. My body started to shake violently and I felt the overstimulation building up in my body. As I held it in place he let go of my neck and used both hands to hold my hips before thrusting harder.

My head instinctively falls back.

“May l cum please?“ I ask, tears still falling down my face.

“You plan on leavin’ me?” He asks

I started to pant heavily, desperately needing to let go.

“No, no I’m yours I promise I won’t leave, I’ll never leave-!” I struggle, beginning to find myself in a state of hysteria.

“I love you! I promise to stay,” I cry

He immediately takes hold of the wand allowing me to convulse, letting out a loud guttural moan as I came, gripping the sheets.

As I tried to come down from the high, he pulled the wand away and embraces me, thrusting harder to chase his release. I reach up and kiss along his neck trying to return the same feeling he previously gave me but, he quickly bit down hard on my neck trying to quiet himself as he came, pouring every last drop inside me.

He slowed down his thrusts before maneuvering me to lay on top of him and he stayed deep inside.

We soon caught our breath as I laid my head against his chest.

“I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you…” I whispered, the weariness finally weighing down on me as I closed my eyes. He gently stroked my back pressing a soft kiss to my forehead.

“I forgive you baby” Was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

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Guys c’mon now I can’t believe y’all let him scam y’all like that, what happened to the original plot of the movie?? But seriously if you guys ever find yourself in a situation like this it’s absolutely not healthy please don’t be afraid to seek help! This is purely fantasy! Lol but yeah thank you for reading I love y’allz <3

Likes, comments and reblogs are so appreciated!

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napakmahal · 5 months

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“Talk about what?”

Hey pooks, let’s play a game called: How many euphoria references can you find in the fic?

“Ow, it’s in my eye!” Hiro’s eye began watering at the foreign feeling of the thin eye makeup brush.

You kissed your teeth and rolled your eyes playfully, “It’s not in your eye, you’re just not used to it. Calm down you big baby, your tears are making all my hard work run down your face.” You gently tapped a piece of tissue under his eye.

Lately, you’d breally been into gem eye makeup and sharpe eye wings. And for the sake of you being friends Hiro decided to let you practice a look you’d been wanting to do. You would’ve done it on your own face but you’d been doing your makeup all week and your skin needed a break.

Based on his face, you chose to give him black racoon eyes along with the eyelinder wing. Then adding tiny eye gems along the bottom of his eyes. An amazing look, but the process was being delayed way more than it should have been because somebody couldn’t get it together.

You put down the brush and picked up your black liquid liner in it’s place to make the inner eye triangles. “Okay, do not move whatsoever.”

“I’ll try.” Hiro responded quietly, while looking up at the ceiling.

The beginning sound of Gone Girl harmonizing melody played alongside the buzzing of the bathroom fan was the only noise being made between the two of you. You could tell Hiro was struggling to not let the smooth bristles of the eyeliner bother him.

During this whole process, he was having a really difficult time not looking at you. You’d met Hiro when he was in high school. Your mom had business with the school and she brought you along. It was only the second month of high school for him- who was nine at the time, and seeing you was the first time he every felt interested in anything in high school. When he learned you were not a student and just the child of someone who worked with them, your mom had set up a playdate with his aunt. Because that’s what nine year olds do, they have playdates.

And you’d been side by side for a good chunk of your lives, but when Hiro had finally told you he was going to college in the city, you’d assumed it meant that you would stop spending so much time together. But, on your first day of school you had a shitty time because highschool sucks but when you walked out after the day was over and saw him waiting with a shark ballon and snacks, the day had started looking up.

You’re Hiro’s first love, at least he likes to think of it that way. Honestly, he doesn’t really know what consistiutes love and if he told anyone he thought that they’d tell him he was too young to know. How could he be too young? It’s not like he hasn’t loved people before. But they would never say that if he said he loved you because you were his best friend.

You’re Hiro’s first love, but he never told you that.

After finally placing the final gems lining the bottom of his eyes, you leaned back and looked at your work with pride. Hiro turned and looked at himself in the mirror with black eyeliner and smokey eye makeup with sparkling gem stones stuck on his face with eyelash glue.

“I feel stupid!” He laughed out loud.

“Everyone feels stupid, who gives a shit.” You placed your head on his shoulder.

Hiro tried desperately to ignore the swarming butterflies in his stomach at the feeling of your body pressed against his.

While cleaning up all the mess you two had made, he found it very hard to stop looking at you. Even though he was the one with a attentive and eye catching makeup, somehow you were still his focal point. He hadn’t looked in the mirror to see his own face as nearly as many times as would be expected.

“Oh wait!” Yout zipped up your makeup bag. “I have to take a picture!”

“What! What do you need a picture for?” Hiro groaned.

“Reference, duh.” You said it like it was the obvious thing in the world and pulled your phone out.

You had Hiro sit on the floor, with the flash on to make sure that the gems really shined while you took the picture. After you took a few (hundred) you stared at them while sitting across from him on the floor.

“Hm,” You hummed.

“What?”

“I like what I did, but I think I accidentally fucked with your gender expression.”

You two burst out laughing at the comment. But after all of that, you moved from your spot and sat next to Hiro on the floor. Where you then dropped your body weight into his lap.

“Thank you,” You looked up at him.

“For what?”

“Letting me do your makeup.”

“Oh,” He scoffed. “Totally, you can do it anytime.”

Then you two just hund out there on the floor, SZA on repeat and the buzzing taking over the atmosphere around you. Somehow, Hiro’s hand found yours and now you were just pushing and pulling your arms simultaneously up and down.

“You know, you can be so charming when you’re not frustrated or hungry.” You looked up at him.

Hiro placed his free hand on his heart, “Aww, thank you. I’m charming as shti.”

“Oh wait, your gem’s falling.”

You sprung up from his lap and tried to gently stick it back to his skin using your pinkie finger. Once you’d accomplished that, Hiro’s eyes would not avert from you. It was like his brain was at odds with each other because the left side wanted to save his dignity and friendship, and the right was doing what ever it wanted. So now you two were just staring at each other face to face, nobody said a word until:

“You’re the first guy who ever let me do this to them.” You whispered with a smile.

And he will never know what force of magic compelled him to do it: he leaned forward and stole a small kiss from you. Totally taken back, your eyes widened and you sort of leaned back. Just as he did it, Hiro could feel all the color in his face drain and all the butterflies had morphed into moths that ate his insides.

“Shit,” he whispered. “Shit, shit, shit- I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean- well- I’m sorry. I-I should go, right?”

He was a babbling, stuttering mess. You, still semi- in shock were trying to make sense of out what just happened.

“I’m gonna go.” He spit out and raced out of your bathroom, down the stairs and out of your house. (After saying bye to your mom of course.)

“Y/n!” You heard your mom call out .

Still in a daze, you walked over to the top of the staircase adn wondered if maybe you were dissasociating. Had that all happened it your head? It all happened pretty fast so maybe…wait was Hiro even here?

“What was that?” She asked. “Hiro just said bye and left. What happened?”

“I-,” You opened your mouth and waited for the sentence to form. “I think he kissed me.”

“Oh..” She put her head down and went back to staying out her teenage kids business.

But the part that didn’t come out of your mouth was: I think I wanted him to.

Just then in an moment of irrational behavior, you slipped on some slides and ran outside the house. (After tell your mom you’d be back.) Hiro had walked to your house so he couldn’t have gotten very far. You found him taking the long way back to his house by walking through some backallery where apartment buildings put their dumpsters.

“Hiro!”

Oh fuck what now? As if the day couldn’t kick his ass even more. Were you there to tell him off about how you can’t just spring that on people, or how you now saw him as a creep? Either way, by the end of the conversation you had chased him down to have your friendship would never be the same. Assuming you stayed friends.

Much to his surprise when you got to him, you straight up hugged him. Like a huge, tight, warm hug. The kinda hug you give people when they go away to college or when the come back. He didn’t know what to do with that.

“Uhm,” He’d started to wonder if maybe the alley was a welcome in the twilight zone. “S-so, are we gonna pretend that what I did wasn’t super weird?”

To try and make him feel better you said, “It wasn’t weird-”

“No, it was.” He cut you off. Your attempt failed. “It’s okay you can say it. But maybe, we don’t have to talk about it?”

Hiro may have liked you, but no feelings were ever worth loosing you as a friend. In his world you were th eonly thing that he could have. Tadashi had friends his age who did things people their age do. He had you, and he didn’t want to loose you. Maybe by not talking about it, you could pretend it never happened and things would stya the same.

You smiled and pulled away from the hug. Looking up at his black racoon eyes were the left one was missing a gem and the eyeshadow was smeared.

“Talk about what?” You played.

Hiro breathed out a sigh of relief with a smile. “So, you’re not mad at me?”

With the same spurr of irrational thought you used when you left your house, you propped yourself up on your tip toes, leaned forwards and gave him a proper kiss. Not a quick peck, but a kiss.

He honestly thought he was going to pass out. All thd wind had been knocked from his lungs and he was sue the buildings around him looked like they were melting. You gently brought your fingertips to your own lips and smiled.

“Why would I be mad?”

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sturnsgirl · 4 months

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SNOOZE

⟡ C.STURNIOLO ⟡

IN WHICH-Y/n and bf!Chris are sharing airpods while "Snooze-SZA" starts playing and chris takes a line a lil to srs.. § eventual smut §

Y/n-Pink // Chris-Orange // Song- Blue // NSFW!

Hey its madi! i was listening to to snooze nd js kinda had an idea!

⟡•STURNSGIRL •⟡

It was late at night and me, Matt, Chris, and, Nick were on our way back home from a party of a friend of Nick's.

Nick was dead asleep in the car and Matt was too drunk to drive so he was also slumped in the back with Nick which led me to have to drive.

It was 2:08 am and I was listening to SZA's "SOS" album when I saw Chris with nothing to do.

"Hey Chris, do you want my other AirPod?" I whispered so that I wouldn't wake up Matt or Nick.

"Yesss thank youu" he says taking the airpod out of its case and into his ear.

The song "Low" had just ended and "Snooze" played next. "I touch that fire for you. I do that 3, 4 times again I'd testify for you" The song plays as I lose my focus around and get lost in my thoughts.

CHRIS'S POV

I always deep think about the music Y/n listens too. Does it have a meaning? does she relate to it? Does she want something the song says?

I alwasy listen closley to the lyrics maybe so that i could bring the song to life. i listened to the song and wondered but instead of keeping it in my thought i ask her.

"Hey ma, why do you like this song?" i ask noticing i snap her out her trance in her thoughts.

"it remind me of us, or you" she says looking at me and back on the road

i nod my head and smile turning back to my side and listen to the lyrics closer.

"I don't got nobody, just with you right now Tell the truth, I look better under you" the song plays.

i look over at y/n and back. if this song reminds her of me does that mean she wants to be under me? with that i already has plans for when we got home.

Y/N'S POV

We had finally made it home about an hour later. I pull up in the driveway and unbuckle my seatbelt looking back at matt and nick then back at chris.

"I got Matt you just wake up nick. im gonna have to take care of matt and put him to bed." i say due to the fact matt is completely wasted and need to be taken care of the right way.

I get out the car while chris wakes nick up and i slowly wake matt up

"Hey Matt we are home can you stand up for me?" i say in a soft tone making sure to not be any louder which could casue him a worse headache that what he probably already has.

I grab both his hands as he sits up and slowly gets both his feet out before fully getting out. chris and nick were already in the house at this point so i had closed the car door and walked inside with matts arm around my shoulder so he could walk. I sit him down on the bench by the front door and take his shoes off as well as mine and lead him upstairs to his room

"Okay matt ill be right back. change into your pyjamas and laydown." i say leaving him in his room as i walk out to go downstairs and get things to help him.

I get downstairs to see chris leaning on the kitchen counter on his phone looking up to see me

"Hey princess" he says walking up to me as i walk into the kitchen

"Hey baby" i say as he wraps his arms around my wait looking down at me pecking my forehead before i lazily lay my head on his chest for a minute before pulling away gently.

"i need to get some things for matt can you help?" i ask going in the pantry to get some chicken soup for matt

"Yes mamas what do you need" he says

"can you grab that light blue cloth and heat it up for 3 minutes and get matt 2 bottles of water?" i ask pouring the soup into a pot over the stove

"okay sweetheart" he says grabbing the heating cloth and warming it up while getting the bottles of water and placing them on the counter waiting for the cloth to warm up.

After about 10 minutes chris had already taken up the things i needed him too like the cloth,water,advil and,pain killers. All i needed was to give the soup which was now done. I pour the soup into a bowl and grab a spoon before taking it upstairs to matt. i enter his room to see chris sitting on the edge of the bed next to him

"Okay sit up slowly matt." i tell him as he does so that way i can place the soup on his lap.

"okay eat this, then take 2 advils and finish both waters then you can go to bed." i tell him as i put his light remote next to him and tell chris to leave him be as we walk out and close the door behind us.

"You would be such a great mom mamas." chris says as we enter his room.

"really? thanks baby" i say smiling

'Hey ma remember how we were listening to music earlier in the car? and the song you said reminded you of me?" chris says sitting on the edge of the bed signallig for me to come sit on his lap.

"oh yeahh snooze by sza. why?" i ask sitting on his lap facing him.

"well because imma make one line in particullar happen." he says and with out even ebing able to say another word he flips me over under him kissing my neck up to my mouth and we start to make out. his hand roaming my body up and down lifting my crop top up and my skirt down and as soon as that i knew what line he was talking about.

he takes off his pants and his shirt and i could already see how hard he was. he wastes no time and rips my panties off throwing them somehwere in his room and rubs his fingers in between my fold slowly and softly up and down. i let out soft moans with every movement he makes which only makes me more desperate bucking my hips up with his touch.

"Chris please..just do it."

he knows what im asking for so he does exactly what i ask." he started with one finger curling it up and in and out adding a second one moving quicker and quicker with each time he pulled out.

"mmph chris" i whimper out as he moves his fingers quicker and quicker

"Ch..Chris im gonna cum please." i beg as he slows down and pulls his fingers out

"not yet ma i want you to cum on my dick." he says pulling his boxers down while i take my bra off.

"your so fucking beautiful ma." he breaths out while he palms himself right before he starts to line his tip up with my enterance and slowly enters me.

"ohh fuckkk" he huffs out moving in and out slowly

"Chris f-faster." i moan out as he starts to move quicker and quicker pumping in and out of me at an unreal pace hitting my G-spot repeadly causing me to let out the loudest moans.

"Mmh chris im gonna c-cum" i say clawing into his back

"yes ma cum. cum all over my cock like a good girl" he says as i clench around him and we both release in and on eachother with me moaning and chris letting out the hottest groans.

"ugh fuck mmph good girl." he says.

he pulls out while his liquids drip out of me he picks me up and takes me to the bathroom to clean us up.

he sits me on the counter while he turns the shower on and lets the water run.

"I love you Princess" he says softly placing a kiss on my forhead.

-Madsssss

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mieczyslawn · 12 days

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ★ . . . take a look at my girlfriend

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giannagrace29 · 10 months

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Simmer; Melt

The Bear (2022) - Carmy x Sydney, slow burn, two-shot. Rated E.

Summary:

Claire left me a voicemail last night b-...before shit went down. Told me that she loved me.”

His voice is barely above a whisper, like he’s telling her a secret that nobody else can hear.

“And do you? You… you know…love her?”

His eyes, blue as lake Michigan, look straight into her’s.

“I don’t think I do.”

She drops his hand at that moment, she needs to get out of this room.

What does he mean by that, and why does he keep staring at her? What the fuck is that about?

Read Here on Ao3!

(P.S. - I also made Sydney a SZA enjoyer in this because it makes sense)

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leahsbussy · 3 months

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i LOVE black people.

#spotify #black history #black history month #chris sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #sza

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mymannotyours · 2 months

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my username as song bcs i saw other people doing this

M - my eyes by travis scott

y - you by lloyd

m - middle child - j. cole

a - away from home - drake

n - no heart by 21 savage and metro boomin

n - normal girl by sza

o - oh u went by young thug ft drake

t - the world is yours by nas

y - you know how we do it by ice cube

o - open arms by sza ft travis scott

u - upnow by dd osama ft coi leray

r - racks in the middle by nipsey hussle ft roddy ricch nd hit-boy

s - sorry not sorry by bryson tiller

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shykpop · 7 months

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Sza icons

Like or reblog, If you save/use

Credits always welcome

Ask is open

#icons #spirit fanfics #120x120 #icons 120x120 #sza

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scifiyeol · 9 days

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ϑ𐑞 SZA rᥲᥒdom ιᥴoᥒs ! like/reblog if you save ! ౨ৎ

#icons 120x120 #spirit fanfics #icons spirit #social spirit #spirit fanfics icons #120x120 #spirit icons #icons #sza #singer icons #social spirit icons #girls icons #random icons #female icons #icons with psd #icons psd #scifiyeol

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aloisapologist · 1 month

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genuine request for song recs for a cielois playlist

#current songs: hold me tight or don’t (fob) from Eden (hozier) fences (paramore) bodys (csh) daylight (tswift)#which . if you cannot tell. is a vibe of cielois that is a bit specific to My Own Fanfic #but obv I’m not gonna crowdsource songs that remind people of a fic I wrote #so I am taking general suggestions #and in case anyone is interested #outside of a cielois context my favorite Alois songs are supermodel (sza)#and the love club (lorde)#honestly hold me tight or don’t really is just waeood from ciels pov #cielois #alois trancy #black butler

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thebattleofstarcourt · 2 years

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｡ﾟ•♡୧ percolator

eddie munson x gn!reader

warnings: 16+ smokin weed, mentions / talking about sex (no actual sex)

a/n: i attempted to unlock every bit of stoner knowledge i had from my high school days, but the weed fucked with my memory so don’t mind the weird writing. i am not dumb my brain is just the fried egg from the DARE commercial!!!! also my parents (born:1972) claim that everyone called weed pot back then so im rolling with that. u call it dated i call it historical accuracy.

you knocked on your boyfriend’s front door, giddily bouncing from foot to foot. the plastic bag held in your opposite hand brushed against your thigh as you were waiting for him to answer the door.

seconds later, you were met with the face of your mulleted boyfriend. cheeks flushed and eyes a shade redder than the usual look of acute sleep deprivation. he was probably high.

“eddie!” you exclaimed, waltzing into his uncle’s trailer before he could greet you. “i got a surprise for you, but you’ve seemed to beat me to the punch.”

his brow quirked as he leaned in to give you a peck on your cheek. “surprise for me?” he repeated.

“yep.” you affirmed. “but you’re already high so…”

“you got pot?” he asked. “why? from who? you could’ve called me, baby, i have some saved for you.”

“i didn’t get pot, eds.” you said, pulling out the contraption from the plastic bag. “i got a bong!”

he took the glass structure from you and started examining it “oh shit.” he said, dragging his fingers along the neck. “it’s nice. how much was it?”

“nothin’ i couldn’t afford.” you said, grinning as he eyed the tacky paint job around the chamber. “pretty, right?”

he laughed. “it’s beautiful. thank you, babe.” he kissed your cheek again.

in reality, it was not ‘nice’ nor ‘beautiful’ like you both pretended it was. it was a cheap $20 bong from a shady gas station a couple miles out of town, one that didn’t card as long as you diminished your pride and flirted with the 35-year-old cashier for a few minutes.

nonetheless, he planted another chaste kiss on your lips and walked down the hallway to his bedroom, you following close behind.

“wanna try this baby out?” he asked, grabbing a small tin from his nightstand. you gave him an enthusiastic nod before he started packing the bowl and grabbing his lighter.

while he was preparing the bong, you went over and started sorting through his large stack of cassette tapes, eventually settling on an old album from the doors and putting it in the stereo. it was one of the few bands you could both compromise on at the beginning of your relationship, so it quickly became both of your guilty pleasures.

“you sure you wanna smoke again?” you asked, sitting down on his bed next to him.

“yeah, my high’s wearing off anyways.” he said. “i was trying out some new stuff rick got, but it was shit.” he ellaborated, moving his hands and clinking his rings on the glass. “made me feel like i was tripping. not in a good way, though.”

“you’re not giving me that shit, right?”

“no.” he said. “i’ll probably sell it to the basketball team and watch them freak out during their after parties.”

you let out a loud laugh. “you’re fucked up.”

he met your eyes and smirked while lighting up the bowl, taking a small hit before passing it back to you.

sometime during next the hour you’d washed off your makeup and stripped yourself of your pants, leaving you in an old ISU t-shirt and your underwear, spread across your boyfriend’s bed. similarly, eddie was sporting a nothing but boxers and a KISS shirt that he had stolen from his old neighbor’s clothesline couple years back.

you were both also decently high. not high enough to garner you immobile, but high enough to lower your inhibitions significantly – but that just came out in shared fits of giggles.

“chrissy cunningham? like head-cheerleader-dating-captain-of-the-basketball-team chrissy cunningham?”

“yep.”

“i don’t believe you.” you said. “there is no way that that is possible.”

“‘m not lying.” he said through a laugh. “i was supposed to meet her after school but she bailed last minute.”

you rolled your eyes. “oh, how convenient, ‘she bailed last minute.’” you mocked, earning you a pillow to the face.

“i swear on my fuckin’ life.” he said, putting his hand over his heart.

“that’s just not real.” you said. “she’s like, a go-to-church-every-sunday girl. like the virgin mary level of holy.”

“well, she’s dating jason carver.” he said. “so she’s probably not a virgin.”

“ew.” you pretend to gag. “i don’t wanna think about jason fucking carver getting laid. That’s like the grossest most undeserved thing ever.”

“maybe that’s why she needs drugs,” he said, making you both laugh boisterously.

“honestly, yeah.” you agreed. “he’s probably the type to make her give him head and then refuse to kiss her until she downs a bottle of mouthwash.”

he laughed in agreement. “he definitely comes after, like, three strokes.”

another fit of laughter erupted from the both of you again….

you flipped over on your side to face him as you started to speak. “eds, can i ask you a question?”

“‘f course, baby.” he said, turning his body to meet your gaze. “what’s up?” he began playing with the strands of your hair that fell in your face.

“do you wish that we fucked more?”

“huh?” he asked.

“like,” you said, flipping back over on your back, trying to avoid making eye contact. “are you mad that i don’t want to have sex that much.”

“no.” he said. “i’d never get mad over shit like that. where’s this comin’ from?”

“i don't know.” you said, honestly. “i just feel bad sometimes because we only fuck when i’m in the mood, but like, when you’re in the mood and i’m not we don’t and i just feel like a shitty girlfriend-”

“you’re not shitty, babe, c’mon.” he said. “you don’t have to take care of me every time i get a hard-on.” his hands moved around to cup your cheeks. “you’re fuckin’ awesome, baby. i’d be celibate for a million years if it meant i got to have you.”

maybe it was because you were high, but you couldn’t help but tear up at his sentiment. he quickly wiped the tears away from your eyelids.

“but,” you said. “when we make out, and then we don’t do anything afterward, don’t you get ‘blue balls’ or whatever.”

“baby,” he said. “i could get blue balls just from lookin’ at you for long enough.” he smiled, making you giggle softly as you melted into his hands. “you don’t have to worry about me ever, okay? i can take care of myself just fine. i got a dozen pictures of you to keep me company if i ever need you to help.”

you started blushing and buried your face in your hands, remembering the small stack of polaroids he has of you post-coital. “don’t tell me you actually jack off to those.”

“of course i do.” he said. “i love thinking about you, in every way.”

“gross.” you said, playfully hitting his chest. “but i love thinking about you too.”

“oh, i know.” he said. “every single time you call me up at 2 am because you can’t sleep and you need me to-”

“shut up!” you interrupted, shoving your hands over his mouth to stop his crude mockings of your late-night, admittedly, desperate phone calls.

he responded to your assault by kissing your palms, eventually getting you to release your grip on his mouth. he continued littering your hands and arms with soft kisses until you lay back down and sink into his mattress.

“i love it when you wanna share yourself with me.” he said. “but i also love it when you don’t, ‘cause i love you.”

“i love you.” you said, pulling him over you and planting a sweet kiss on his lips.

“wanna make out and watch mad max?” he asked, pulling away from you slightly.

“fuck yeah,” you said, grinning and you both jumped up and made your way into the living room.

#thank u sza for ctrl deluxe #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things 4 #wc:1.2k

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neptoons1998 · 1 year

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Snooze

Summary: Riri will go to war again and again for her Baby. Who knew love was such a powerful thing?

A/N: I went to the SZA concert. I have been reborn lol. thanks again to @karimwillia for the idea.

Riri could help want to fight every member of the council except for M’Baku. They had her girlfriend stressed. Riri was in Wakanda during her spring break, and Shuri was supposed to be looking forward to seeing her loving girlfriend face to face. Shuri has been ranting and venting about how the council second-guessing her.

“They still see me as a child and not a queen,” Shuri said to her one night. The pair lay in bed as they let the night take over. Riri at the time couldn’t think up any encouraging words, besides fuck them. Maybe that’s not the right way to talk to the council and Riri was pretty sure the Chicagoan in her was peaking out.

“Force them,” Riri said as she continued playing in Shuri’s curls. “Next meeting is about improving the infrastructure of the subway systems and trade deals, right? Let them know they still have a voice on the matter, but at the end of the day your words are law, not theirs.”

Shuri was shocked at her girlfriend’s statement. Who knew Riri could be so authoritarian?

“What?” Riri asked. The scientist felt like she might have overstepped her importance to the queen. Shuri smirked at her before Riri began to second-think her importance to Shuri.

“Nothing,” Shuri said rolling the pair over, “Who knew my love could be this bossy?”

“I’m not bossy,” Riri smiled at her. “I don’t like when people stress out my baby is all.”

The next time Riri saw her beloved was three months later. Riri understood why she wouldn’t be able to see her girlfriend every day. Plus she had the classes she needed to finish this semester in order to stay on track to graduate. Riri was surprised when she saw her baby when she came back from finishing up classes.

“Three months without seeing my love is torture. Can you forgive me?” Shuri spoke as Riri basked in the attention her girlfriend gave her. Shuri cradled Riri’s face. Riri could not help but look away from the intense stare Shuri gave her.

“Yes, but I understand you have a lot on your plate. You’re too important,” Riri said. She knew how hard it was for her girlfriend to spend time with her while keeping Wakanda safe. Shuri tilted Riri’s head making the college student look up at her, “That’s not a good excuse, my love.”

Riri felt herself melt, Shuri knew how much she liked pet names. “Well if you feel so bad about it. There is something you could do that would make me feel better,” Riri whispered to her. Without a second thought, Shuri pulls her into a desperate kiss, showing her lover how much she missed her.

Riri’s hands slipped under Shuri’s shirt, feeling her abs, one of her thumbs grazing across the paned muscles and the small scar. She winces slightly at the memory of how it got there, unable to fixate on anything else until she felt the tentative fingers of Shuri’s going past her stomach.

All Riri could think about she would do anything to keep Shuri happy. Riri knew Shuri felt the same.

#sza lyrics #shuri x riri #shuriri #ao3 #fanfic #Spotify

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