#BUT HUDA STILL FUCKING HERE????

[multifamdom-lover3]

FUCK EVERYBODY THAT VOTED FOR HUDA AND CHRIS, AND PEPE AND IRIS

[foundharmony]

i hate the fans of love island, the dumbest group of people ive ever seen fr.

[peachyggirl]

♡ touch my body - pepe love island s7

smut!!! ayyyy sub pepe… i had to, good boy pepe, p in v, lil bit of dry humping, teasing, kissing, cumming on stomach, cum eating, pet names, pepe speaks spanish but i translate (mamacita), have fun

you’ve been messing with pepe all day.. and he felt so. needy. the bend over when you dropped your water bottle, your tank top with the scoop neck so low that he could see the soft curve of your tits. even the glint of your waist beads every time they hit the sun.

pepe kept throwing glances your way. tongue licking the bottom of his lips, jaw clenching every time he seen you laugh with bryan. he questioned if he was greedy… or an evil man. he’s with gracyn, why did he want you so bad?

you were leaning against the kitchen counter, bent slightly forward while laughing with huda. one leg cocked just enough to make your curves pop. just enough to make your shorts rise a bit.

gracyn was chatting to austin two feet away, and still, he couldn’t stop. his eyes stayed on your thighs, your mouth, your waist. he shifted uncomfortably, subtly adjusting his shorts.

huda smirks as she watches him walk up. you turn, “hey there, el pepe.” you smile. he nods to the both of you, “hey y/n… can i pull you for a chat?” his body visibly tense.

“for sure.”

he pulled you into the hideaway and sat you on the bed. you sit up, crisscross. “you good?” you ask sweetly, nails tracing his tattoos.

he huffs, eyes dropping down to your lips like a reflex. “nah.. you’re making me crazy.”

you smirk, “remind me?” you tilt your head. he shakes his, “¿por qué estás siendo así?…” he mutters.

why are you being like this?

you furrow your brows, “wha—“ “why are you being like this?” he cuts you off. you fake pout, “cause… i want you to beg.”

he puts you on top of his lap, his lips locking onto yours. his groans got more filled with need every time your tongue brushes his.

you broke the kiss to pull off your top slowly, revealing nothing but bare skin and those beads around your waist. he swore under his breath, “fuck, mami..”

you run your nails through his hair, “language… you like them?” you tease, voice low. he nods, dazed.

“then just sit here and be good.”

you straddle his lap on the bed, your bare thighs draped across his. he was shirtless now, his boxers not hiding his bulge. the second you roll your hips, his head drops back with a soft, desperate moan.

“y/n… por favor, detente… m’gonna cum to quick…”

please, stop.

you freeze for a second, lips curling into a smile. “already? awe..”

he nods, panting. “can’t help it. you’re —fuck—you’re so hot. no sabes lo que me haces.” he winces.

you don’t know what you do to me.

you kiss down his jaw, then suck at his throat until he whimpers. you look down at him, “poor baby…”

you rise up a bit, slipping his boxers off. his cock slapping his stomach— angry red, leaking. he looks up at you, his eyes soft and wide.

you wrap your hand around him, slow stokes from the base to the tip. his breath hitches when your thumb circles the head. he whimpers, “just like that…” he murmurs.

“you make me feel so— f-fuck…” he grunts.

you slid down onto his cock, inch by inch. he throws his head back, gripping your thighs. “shitt… fuck— mama.. too tight..”

“feels so good… ‘gonna cum..” he says. you sink all the way down, staying there for a second. your walls clenching around him softly.

it was insane to see him like this. he’s trembling beneath you, panting, his tattooed chest rising like he couldn’t take it. you lean foward, rocking your hips in an angle.

“don’t cum yet, baby.” you whisper, nibbling on his earlobe. “be good for me.”

his eyes roll back, “i—i’m tryin’.. fuck..!”

you stare down at him as you riding faster, hips circling slow and deep, milking him. his moans have turned into full whimpers, hands gripping onto your ass.

“you like when i use you like this?” you ask, your voice smooth. he nods frantically, “m’yours, mami— i’ll do anything.. please don’t stop.”

you tilt his head up, kissing him through his whines. his hips jerk under you, wanting more friction. his whole body shakes, hitting his breaking point.

“i’m gonna cum— please let me— please…!”

“go ahead,” you said, clenching around him.

he pulls out, cumming on your stomach. loud… hard. messy; hands shaking. he groans your name repeatedly.

you stay like that for a while. he stares as you scoop up his cum with your finger and lick it off.

his hands run softly over your thighs, his head on your chest.

he whispers; still breathless, “that.. that was the best orgasm of my life.. you ruined me.”

you giggle, “good.”

“don’t let gracyn hear that.”

[cloudmagines]

𝒎𝒓. 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆☆𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

summary: you can’t hide the fact that you actually enjoy nic’s pettiness when it comes to his jealousy. the man does claim his territory (you teeheee) in all aspects. | pretend ur name starts with an L, i’m sorry, hate writing y/n lmao

warnings: suggestive towards the end

You and the girls are slowly getting ready for the day in the makeup room, chatting about events of the previous evening and some eating their breakfast delivered by the boys. Your banter is slightly interrupted as Tj appears from behind the ajar door.

“Good morning, gals.” He greets you guys, approaching Iris with her cup of tea. “That’s so nice Tj, thanks.” They lean into a little side hug, one cup still remaining in his other hand. You barely notice until you see the cup land infront of you. “Here, L. I hope it’s sweet enough.” He only came in yesterday as a new male bombshell and pulled you for a chat, however you were very blunt infront of everyone about the platonic vibes you sensed during the conversation. Your eyes widen as you’re a little taken aback by the gesture. “Oh, thank you so much Tj.” You reply sweetly and he heads back down.

“Didn’t expect that one.” You say as you do your eyeliner. “Girl, why not? I mean I know you said it’s giving platonic but it was still a great chat no?” Chelley questions. “For sure but man, then when I saw how he hit it off with my girl Iris, I was like alrighttt.” You glance at Iris teasingly and you share a small giggle. “But yeah, anyways, he’s just being nice. I did tell him that I like my tea really sweet during our conversation, so that was attentive.” The girls nod in agreement and you all encourage Iris to keep going at it with the man.

“L, you think Nic’s finna feel some type of way about the tea?” Olandria asks, letting out a faint laugh and you can’t help but chuckle as well. “May lord help Tj if he does.” You pray jokingly and the room fills with laughter. “Oh, I think he’s lowkey gonna crash out.” Huda adds. It’s kind of funny how Nic’s possessive stance towards you is also evident to other people in the villa.

And speak of the devil.

Just as Huda finishes her sentence, there’s a soft knock on the door, revealing Nic. Obviously. “Hola chicas.” He greets you all, making you smile at his goofy self. You watch him as he gets closer to you, holding your delicious-looking breakfast with one hand and tea in the other. The shift in his face is undeniable and quick, eyes locked on the cup already before you. “The fuck..” he mumbles as he places his treats for you on the table, an actual grimace creeping through. You can see the girls trying their best to not crack up. “Hell nah.” He takes Tj’s tea with zero hesitation and exits the room without a word.

“Thank you?!” You yell after him while looking at Chelley, who has her lips pressed together, in attempt to keep it together. It took 2 seconds maximum for Huda to break down and let her infectious laugh basically command all of you to burst out laughing as well.

You take a bite of your lovely toast from your lovely territorial man and just sigh. “Tj, you in danger boy.” Amaya says, reading everyone’s thoughts.

confessional

“Guys, I’m deaddd-“ you can’t suppress the laughter whatsoever. “I swear, he’s not crazy, it’s just his unique, little way of showing that, well, I’m his. I kinda fuck with the pettiness, I can’t even lieeee. You guys are maybe gonna think I’m weird but I do like a little bit of like, playful toxicity like, I do enjoy how possessive he is over me sometimes, it’s exciting for me. Help me y’all, is that like a kink orrr?” You chuckle and drop your face to your hands in embarrassment.

->KITCHEN

“Yo,” Nic sighs, approaching Ace, who’s sitting behind the island. “tried to make a tea for L..” He tells Ace, making him smirk. “Snatched.” Nic adds and Ace’s head loosens, falling down as he fully laughs at him. “You’re so petty, yo.” He comments, shaking his head.

A while later you girls come down to hang with the boys and you head straight for your boy, who’s now sitting at the kitchen island. “Hey, chef.” You joke and wrap your hands around his neck from the side, pressing your cheek against his. He holds your waist and guides you onto his lap, his expression pretty blank. “Mind telling me why you’re being weird and non-verbal?” You chuckle. You turn your heads to face each other. “Nothin’.” He mutters.

“What’d you do with Tj’s tea?” You wonder.

“I drank it.” This man. You let out a broken laugh, setting your head to lay on his shoulder. “You’re so silly.” You say, caressing his abs with one hand. “Didn’t wanna waste.” He says. You meet his gaze again, this time appearing much softer. “You like me like this, don’t even deny it.” He says, exposing you, finally smiling. “I’m not.” You confirm and peck his lips, his grip on you tightening. “You’re so hot.” You compliment him, skaking your head at him. For one because it was true, and two, you wanted to glaze him a little bit, so that this rush of jealousy would die down. You loved when he wore the hat backwards. He smirks and grabs tha back of your head with one hand, while the other supports your waist. The first smooch is sweet and short. Shortly after, his tongue finds yours and you effortlessly build a perfect rhythm, as always. The kisses are becoming more sloppy, his hand gripping your hair at the literal roots, making you tilt your head backwards slightly. You slip a moan into his mouth, not being able to contain the tension in your stomach. “You taste like maple syrup.” He murmurs. “Credits to you.” You tell him, since he also made you some pancakes for breakfast. “I wanna take this somewhere….else.” He admits. The dramatic pause made you both slowly break into giggles. All of a sudden, you sense someone coming into the kitchen. Take a wild guess who it is. “Oh, fuck me, let’s go.” Nic whispers, as he spots Tj. He takes you in his arms, bridal style, catching you off guard, making you squeal. He starts running up to soul ties and it is pure comedy. When you reach it he carefully lays you down, absolutely breathless. “You’re actually crazy.” You laugh at him in disbelief.

“I didn’t mean to freak you out today, L’s.” He says, fiddling with your fingers.

“I’m good, I actually took it lightly and so did the girls. We had a blast laughing at you, actually.” You tease and he shushes you playfully.

“Come here.” You demanded, suggesting that he lies his head over your lap. You softly scratch his head as he gets comfortable as you exchange an adoring smile. “I just don’t like the idea of another guy doing these things, like, these services for you like, that’s my job. You don’t need no Tj.” You chuckle. “I don’t. He was just being nice though and I told you straight away last night that I’m not feeling him at all.”

“Okay, well, how about him though? He obviously likes you.” He pouts faintly. “Oh, he hit it off way better with Iris and even if, like…who cares? I want you.” You smooth your thumb over his bottom lip. “I think you know that I like being yours, can’t let lil’ things like that throw you off.” You tell him and he grins. “I loved how you said that.”

“Of course you did, mister possessive.”

[douceurrrr]

“you should’ve said something”

cw: 18+ smut (dom!nic, rough sex, angst, wall sex, creampie, dirty talk, jealousy, tension, reader has dark skin, bonnet, stretch marks), reader cusses out Iris in front of the villa

you reach into the mailbox, heart already pounding.

you can feel it before you even open it — the way the envelope feels light, but the energy? heavy as hell.

you glance at the handwriting.

neat. petty. pink pen.

you opened it and started reading — until your voice caught.

“I’m standing on business for the girl who sat across from me last week and straight-up said she wanted Nic — like, actually said she’d take him from Cierra if she had the chance.”

the firepit went quiet.

iris sat still. not blinking. not smiling.

you kept going.

“She said it with her whole chest. Confident. Bold. And clearly, she meant it — because the way they’ve been moving lately? Not as slick as they think.”

“Just hope Cierra enjoyed the sneak preview.”

“— Iris ”

your hands were shaking.

you looked at her.

then stood — slow, deliberate, like your earrings might come off next.

“you fake ass bitch.”

huda whispered, “oh my god—”

“you sat there, nodding like a friend, then ran to producers with your little diary entry like a bitch with no plotline.” you spat

“girl, if you needed a moment that bad, you could’ve just tripped and made it cute. this is embarrassing.”

iris opened her mouth but closed it real quick.

“i told you that in private. like a grown ass woman. and you turned it into a stunt. good for you, bitch — now you got Nic’s attention.”

nic’s eyes were locked on you — stunned.

cierra’s face was unreadable.

“and if y’all wanna believe her? go ahead. but just know: if i wanted him? i’d have had him already.”

you dropped the letter at iris’s feet.

“clean up your mess.”

then you turned and walked, tears threatening to spill.

you heard a voice as you made your way to the hideaway.

“wait—yo. wait.”

you didn’t.

not until his hand wrapped around your wrist, gently.

you turned, eyes already stinging.

“what?”

“is that true?” nic says.

“what part?”

“all of it.” he whispered

“yeah. I said I wanted you. and yeah — I meant it.”

he blinked. soft.

“why didn’t you say anything?”

“cause you were with her.”

“I’ve been with her,” he muttered, stepping closer, “but I haven’t felt shit in weeks.”

“and every time you smiled at me? I felt everything.”

your lips parted.

he stepped even closer.

“i didn’t know. you should’ve said something.”

“nic…”

he kissed you.

⸻

he had you pinned.

one hand pressed against the wall behind your head, the other yanking your dress up in one rough, practiced tug. your panties were soaked — he felt that shit through the fabric and groaned.

“you came out here ready for this, huh?”

“wanted me to chase you?”

“you ain’t even have to ask, baby. i’m here now.”

he didn’t waste time. didn’t tease.

his fingers slid between your folds like he already knew your body, middle finger circling your clit slow, deep, wet.

“fuck, you’re so warm—shit—look how you’re dripping for me.”

you whimpered, thighs twitching.

“nic—”

“nah. don’t talk.”

“just moan like you mean it.”

and then he dropped to his knees.

his tongue met your pussy like it missed you.

like it had been daydreaming about this moment in every bed that wasn’t yours.

he licked you slow, flat, wide — then quick, messy flicks over your clit until your hands flew into his curls.

“mm—taste so fuckin’ sweet,” he muttered, tongue still working.

“you been walking around the villa with this in your pants? and i didn’t even know?”

you whimpered again, hips lifting, trying to grind against his face.

he grabbed your thighs and pulled you down harder.

“nah, let me eat it right.”

he devoured you — mouth messy, chin wet, sucking your clit like he wanted to drink from it.

your moans were damn near dangerous, but he didn’t stop. not even when you clenched around nothing and tried to pull away.

“come on, mama,” he groaned, mouth pressed to your clit.

“give me that nut. right here on my tongue.”

and you did.

with a loud, shaking cry, you came hard — legs shaking, toes curling, your grip on his head tight.

he stood, wiping his face with the back of his hand like he earned it.

“you done?” he asked.

“…no.”

“good.”

his dick was out before you could blink — hard, thick, leaking.

he spun you around, pushed your chest against the stone wall, and slid inside like his body had been waiting for yours to open.

“goddamn,” he hissed.

“so fuckin’ tight for me…”

he gripped your waist and fucked you deep.

no teasing. no warm-up.

just nasty, snapping hips — the sound of skin slapping skin echoing into the night.

“this the shit you was holding in?” he growled into your ear.

“should’ve been said something. we could’ve been doing this every damn night.”

your mouth opened in a silent moan, your hands flat against the wall, body jerking with every stroke.

“say it,” he demanded.

“say you wanted me.”

“i wanted you, nic—fuck—i still do—”

he sped up, his grip bruising now, one hand sliding around your front to rub your clit while he fucked you from behind.

“that’s it. cum again. make it messy.”

and you did — harder, wetter, body spasming as his name spilled from your lips.

he groaned, deep and broken, and came inside you seconds later — thrusting deep and slow, filling you with every drop.

you both stood there, breathless.

your thighs slick.

his forehead pressed to the back of your neck.

his hands still gripping your waist like he wasn’t ready to let go.

“you done standing on business?” he laughed.

you push us forehead, lazily.

“you play too much.”

[writtenbyan-aries]

ZACH

okay girlie I've got a juicy one here so cute fluff into fucking filthy smut.

So basically Zach invites you onto the podcast (Jared is the only other person there and maybe Skylar idk anyway) and throughout you two are just flirting with eachother and you eventually go and sit on the couch next to Zach and he places his hand on your thigh and like stares into your eyes anyway I digress when the podcast is finished all of you go out for drinks and both you and Zach end up getting really drunk and end up getting a taxi back to your place and well you know and then after you two are just snuggly and it turns into cute fluff again

LOVE YOU POOKIE 🖤

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, friends to lovers, mentions of drinking, being drunk, heavy flirting, kissing, hair pulling, biting, scratching, hair pulling, oral (both), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, filthy fluff

Word Count: 4.6k | unedited

I also wrote it as they walked home, no taxi, but that’s the only thing I changed. I realized after I wrote all of it.

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“Hello, hello, and welcome back..” Zach starts out, “..For another episode of Dropouts. Today.. oh boy, today we have the lovely, the talented, and the beautiful..” he gets closer to the mic and mumbles, “I must add..”

He leans back and you roll your eyes with a smile as he continues, “Y/n y/l/n everybody.”

Everyone there claps and you sigh, “I was wondering when you were going to text and beg to have me on.”

“I..” Zach laughs, “Listen, I did not beg, okay.”

You furrow your brows and tilt your head, “Yeah, okay. Sure.”

“Okay, I may have… what’s the word?”

“Embellished?” Jared asks with a laugh and Zach snaps, “That’s the word. I may have embellished the idea of her coming on today and guess what. It freakin’ worked so.”

“Yeah yeah.” You laugh, “what’s the plan for today?”

Zach shrugs, “You wanna meet Lady May?”

“She’s here?!” You ask, sitting up with excitement, “Fuck yeah I do. Bring her out.” You look around and Skyler stands up with her, “She’s taking her afternoon nap.” He says as he stands up to walk over to you.

“She can afternoon nap on me all she wants..” you gasp as he hands her to you, “Look at her! She is so sweet.”

“So, going back to that afternoon nap thing..” Zach says and you look over at him, completely oblivious to where this is going, “Yeah?”

He chuckles, watching you as you’re starstruck by this tiny creature, “Is that open to anyone or just..”

“Zach. Quite trying to sleep with all the guests.” Jared shoot and Zach scoffs, “I’m not trying to sleep with her I’m trying to sleep on her, god, Jared. Get your mind out of the gutter.”

You look up at Jared, laughing at him and you look at Zach, “you being both of your dogs and you might have a good chance.”

“That.. still doesn’t..” Jared sighs, “I’m just going to stop because I’m never going to get through that titanium skull you must have.”

“You get points for trying.” Zach finger guns him and sighs, “If my dog goes missing I know exactly where I’m looking first.”

“Good thing I’m smarter than you.” You smirk at Zach and he furrows his brows, “Mm, give me a second. I’m trying to figure this one out on my own.”

“Are you saying… that you won’t keep the dog at your house.” Zach points to you and you lift your hands and gently clap, “Wow, you must have been hitting the books last time I saw you.”

“You saw me last night, what are you talking about?”

“Whoooaaa.” Jared and Skyler yell at the same time, “Breaking news.” Jared laughs and Skyler scoffs, “So it wasn’t Zach just shaking hands with the milkman, alright.”

“Oh.. my god..” you close your eyes, laughing as you shake your head, “I didn’t.. need to know that, but okay.”

“I was actually in bed by eight p.m last night, alright. There was no shaking of the hands with anyone who delivers milk.”

You laugh, running your hand over the small dog laying in your lap.

“So, y/n.” Jared starts out, “I heard you got a brand deal with Huda Beauty? Going to be in some ads, huh?”

You nod, “that is correct.”

“What’s that, like makeup?” Zach asks and you nod, “Yeah, foundation, fragrances, beauty tools, all that jazz.”

“They’re going to make you play a saxophone? How cool is that!?”

You stare at Zach for a few seconds, blinking before looking at Skyler and Jared, “He amazes me with how fucking quick he is with this shit.”

“That’s just how my mind works, baby.” Zach claps his hands together, “So when does this brand deal go into effect?”

You lean in, “Hopfully next week-“

“Oh, hold on.” Jared points, “I think her mic stopped working.”

“That’s okay.” You get up, holding the dog as you maneuver around to sit next to Zach, “Does this work?”

“Oh yeah.” Zach nods and you smack his arm, “Not what I mean, but okay.” You look down at Lady and shake your head, “She’s just so cute.”

He smirks, “Yeah, I know, but do you have to be so conceited, I mean there’s an almost as cute of a dog sleeping on your lap.”

“Zach.” Skyler groans, “Would you stop flirting with the guest, you’re going to scare her away.”

Zach leans into the mic, “Um, I’m not flirting, okay. I’m just being nice to someone who just so happens to be extra gorgeous.”

You side eye him smirking as you shake your head.

The podcast continues to go good. There’s laughing, Zach being, well, Zach, and you get to talk about what’s going on with you in the next few weeks.

As Jared is talking, Zach slides his hand over, gently scratching the dog’s head, “She’s such a good puppy, isn’t she?”

You nod, “a hundred percent.”

Zach answers to Jared, but he doesn’t move his hand, he just rests it on your thigh, and honestly, it kind of turned you on.

Zach had pretty hands, which only made it harder for you to concentrate, but luckily, Lady was a good cover up for your eyes being on your lap - Zach’s hand.

Every now and then, his fingers would run up and down your jean clad leg, drawing circles and honestly, you didn’t think he knew he was doing that.

You guys were having a serious conversation, or trying to, at least, but you didn’t mind it.

Soon the podcast ended, and Zach wanted his dog back.

“No!” You whine, “I just want to cuddle her.”

“Come by later and you can have all the cuddles you want.” Zach smirks and you roll your eyes, “From you or the dog?”

“Whichever you prefer, my darling.” Zach lifts his hands and drops them back down, “No, but serious. We’re going out for drinks and we want you to come.”

“Fine.” You sigh, giving Zach back his dog, “This better be worth giving up that cute little thing for.”

“I will aggressively cuddle you to make up for it.” Zach walks up, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and you laugh, “Oh, no. That’s not-“

You laugh and shake your head, “Who’s driving?”

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“How’s it goin’?” Zach asks as he leans against the bar in front of you. You laugh, “It’s, uh. It’s goin’.”

“Need another drink? You can put it on my tab.” Zach waves over the bartender and motions to you. You order your drink and smile at Zach, “I think.. I’m about done.”

You laugh as Zach groans, “Oh don’t say that.”

“I’m just not.. I don’t know.” You look around, “Theres just.. a lot of people here.”

“Well, y/n. It is a Friday night and it is a public and popular place to go on said Friday night.”

You grab your glass as the bartender sets it down and you stop him, “Wait, can I get two tequila shots please?”

“Tequila? Oh girl, you’re trying to get me drunk, aren’t you?” Zach laughs and you shrug, “If I go down, I’m taking you down with me.”

“Oh no, no. That wasn’t the deal.” Zach laughs and you shrug, “it is now.”

Two shots turned into four and four turned into six.

“Holy shit.” Zach groans as he slams the last one down on the bar, “I need to get away from you.” You laugh and motion, but he shakes his head, “Correction I need to get you away from this bar.”

He grabs your hand and pulls you with him, stopping when he sees Skyler and Jared, “Hey look our people. Our good, friends, hey friends.”

Jared looks at you, “Is he drunk?”

You nod, “Yessir.”

“So is y/n. Where is she anyway?” Zach looks around before looking down at you, “Ohhhg shiiiit. There you are!”

“I never..” you laugh, “I never left.”

“Wow, that’s great, I-“ Zach walks away and Skyler laughs, “I’ll follow him.” You watch as he walks away after Zach and you shake your head, “I shouldn’t have drank so much.”

“Feeling sick?” Jared asks and you shake your head, “More like.. in my feels right now.” You laugh it off and Jared sighs, “You know what can help that?”

“What?”

Jared points behind you and you turn around to see Zach holding two bottles up and pouring them in his mouth.

“Oh..” you laugh, “No, no. He’s going to regret that.” You look at Jared, “That is so fucking funny.” You lay a hand over your mouth and follow him through the crowd over to Zach.

Zach sets the bottles down and everyone around him cheers. He looks at you and points, “Get over here.” He gives you a come here motion and you groan, laughing as you walk over to him.

He lifts the bottle up, giving you a shot straight to the mouth.

“Whoooa!” Zach cheers and he quickly gets the crowd to start chanting your name.

Everyone know who you were which made it more fun, in a way.

“Come on.” You laugh, stumbling down off small stage with Zach in your grasp trailing behind you. You turn around, “I think I’m going home.”

“What?” He sounds so sad, “Why?”

“I’m.. jus’not feelin’ it anymore.” You laugh slightly, “Im getting sad, I think I miss Lady.”

“Well, I have a solution.” Zach leans up against the wall and tilts his head, “ya wanna hear it?”

You laugh, nodding your head, “Sure, Z.”

“Maybe making out for a few minutes will help us figure things out.”

“Figure what out?” You laugh and he shrugs, “I don’t know, but it sounded good, didn’t it?” He raises his brows and you roll your eyes, “Fuck it. Why not.”

“What?” He looks shocked, “Really? I don’t think that would work.”

“Fucking kiss me before I walk aw-“

Zach cups your cheeks, his lips on yours and you drunkenly make out with each other as you lean against the wall.

Your hand slides up to grip his sweatshirt, pulling him closer, “Zach..” you mumble against his lips, “I think.. we need to.. go.”

“Go?” He pulls his head back, “Why?”

You raise your brows, smirking up at him and he gasps, “Ooohh, ohh, oh.” He nods, “Yep. Yeah, let’s..” he looks around, “They’ll figure it out.”

“Don’t you need to get your card?” You point to the bar and he groans, “Fuck, yes.” He grabs your hand, fingers interlocking with his and he pulls you with him.

He gets his card, signs the receipt in a drink scribble and you leave the bar.

“My house is just a block away. We can walk.” You point, laughing as you stumble down the street with him.

“Oooh, taking me to your house on the first date huh.” Zach looks over at you and you laugh, laying your hand on his chest, “Oh my god, that was not a first date.”

“I dunno..” he sighs, laughing, “With how much you stayed with me.. sure felt like it.”

“I was making sure you didn’t pass out and face plant, Zach. You’re not much of a drinker.” You shake your head, pulling away as you do a spin with his hand in yours above your head.

“Whoa, someone call dancing with the stars because this star, is dancing!” Zach announces as he points to you. You slap his hand down and laugh, “Will you be my partner?”

“Oh I don’t dance. I can’t to save my life.”

You step in front of him, taking his other hand, “You just.. it’s easy.. look..”

He tries, but he ends up tripping over your feet and his feet and he’s on his back looking up at you as you sit next to him on the sidewalk absolutely losing it.

“Are.. oh my god.. are you.. are you okay?” You ask as you continue to die laughing, “Fuck, Zach! I should have listened to you.”

Zach lays there laying, his one hand over his face as his other rests on your thigh. You look down, tilting your head as your laughter comes to a stop, “You have very nice hands.”

“Yeah?” He sits up, “That why you were looking at them instead of the dog in your lap during the podcast today?”

“How did you know?”

“I didn’t until just now.” He smirks, slowly standing up before pulling you to your feet, “But you didn’t push it away so I figured you had some sort or liking for it.”

“You’re annoying when you’re drunk.” You roll your eyes, walking away from him and he chases after you, “Yeah? Is that because you know I’m right?”

“Shut up.” You laugh, smiling up at him as you gently push him away.

“Where the hell is your house, y/n. Feels like we’ve been walking and falling forever.”

You start to laugh again, thinking about how Zach ate the pavement, “stop it that was so funny!”

“It was not!” He argues, fighting back laughter, “Okay. Okay. Maybe it was.”

You point, “my apartment is in that building.”

“My god you’re rich.” Zach shakes his head, “I’m jealous.”

“You have your own house, the fuck you mean you’re jealous.” You laugh as you walk up the steps to the door. Zach follows, “This is a lot prettier than my house.”

You roll your eyes, shaking your head as you unlock the door, “I’m on the top floor.”

“Is there an elevator, please don’t tell me we have to walk up all these steps.” Zach groans and you point, “Of course there’s an elevator, Zachary.”

“What did I tell you about calling me that?”

You furrow your brows, “That you like that I’m the only one who calls you that?”

He nods, “Yes ma’am.”

“You never said that.” You laugh as you push the elevator button, “But I’ll take it.”

Zach laughs, wrapping his arms around you, “I had fun tonight. Thanks for coming out.”

“Why do you sound like I’m dropping you off from a date?” You walk into the elevator, his arms still around you, “You came home with me.”

“Oh right I did.” He laughs and you spin around in his arms, leaning over to press the button. His arms tighten around you and you sigh, “I think we drank too much.”

“Why do you say that?” He looks down at you and you slowly look up at him, “I think I’m starting to spin.”

“Uh oh.” Zach leans back, “If you need to puke, do it away from us please.”

“I’m not going to puke.” You laugh as you step off of the elevator, “Follow me.”

He follows you down the hall and you stop to unlock the door, “Here we are.” You push the door open and walk in, “Home sweet home.”

You set your bag on the counter and Zach walks in, pushing the door closed behind him, “Woooow.” He looks around, “This place is nice.”

“Hey thanks.” You walk back the hall and turn around, “Are you coming?”

He raises his brows, “Is this the part where I get to aggressively cuddle you now?”

You scoff, laughing as you tilt your head, “Just get your ass in my bed.”

“Yes ma’am!” He salutes you with a serious look and you shake your head as you walk into your room. He walks in, kicking his shoes off as he holds himself up with his hand on the wall.

You walk over and grab a pair of shorts and a new shirt, “Im gonna change quick.” You can’t help but giggle as you watch Zach fight to not look at you, “I don’t care if you look, Zach.”

“Didn’t want to make anything weird.” He laughs as he takes off his shirt. You slip on your new clothes, “Zach, we’ve known each other for years, I don’t think anything can be weird.”

“Yeah, plus.” He kicks off his jeans and walks over to lay on the bed, “You had your tongue down my throat a few hours ago.”

You take a deep breath, nodding slowly, “That I did.” You laugh, walking over to sit next to him. He opens his arm, “C’mere.”

He lays his arm over you, pulling you back towards him.

You lay your head on his chest, your arm over his abdomen and you let out a content sigh, “Are you still drunk?”

“Uh huh.” He laughs, “Are you?”

“Uh huh.” You answer, tilting your head up to look at him, “Who was your favorite guest on the podcast?”

He laughs, “Now, I just feel obligated to say you.”

You smirk, “You can. No one’s stopping you”

“Yeah but then, mm.” He tilts his head, “Now that I think about it.. I think you’re my favorite.” You squint your eyes, “Is it because you’re sleeping here tonight?”

“Whaaaat? Nooo. No. Not at all, why would you ask that?”

You laugh, “Zachary.”

“You’re my favorite because you’re you.”

You smile, “I think you’re just saying that, but alright.”

“I’m not.” He brushes hair from your face, “You’re my favorite person.”

“Oh gosh. Okay. Now we’re getting all mushy gushy.” You scrunch up your nose, “I was already in my feelings once tonight, I don’t need to be in them again.”

“Why were you- are you good?”

You nod, “Just.. a lot of stress and shit, you know?”

He nods, “Yeah, but you know I’d drop everything for you. Hell, I asked to make out because I finally had the confidence to do it.” He laughs slightly, “Thanks alcohol.”

“I would have done it sober, Z.”

He looks shocked, “What?! Why didn’t you tell me!?”

“You never asked!” You laugh, rolling over onto your back. Zach rolls over, his face above yours, “Well, I may not be sober now, but do you wanna make out again?”

You reach up, pulling his head towards you. Your lips meet his and move in such a perfect sync.

You bite down on his lower lip, tugging slightly and he gasps lowly, “You really wanna go there?”

“I’ve been waiting to go there.”

“Oh shit.” Zach clears his throat, “Why didn’t you just say so.” He moves his body over yours and your knees rest against his hips.

He kisses down your neck and you drag your nails up his back, “Zach.” You whimper as he bites and sucks at your skin, “Fuck, I need you.”

He kisses back up, connecting his lips with you before sitting up. He works to take off your shorts and underwear as you pull your shirt up over your head and throw it.

He leans down, kisses down your chest. You pant as he takes your one nipple into his mouth and moan as he sucks, “Fuck, yes, yes.”

Your fingers lace through his hair, tugging as he gently bites down, “Fuck.”

He kisses down your torso, over to your hip and he brings a hand up. His fingers circle over your clit as his lips trail up and down your thigh.

He turns his head, his breath fanning over your needy core as his eyes lock onto you.

You stare down at him, lip pulled between your teeth.

His head dips down, tongue licking up through your folds and your back lifts from the bed, and moans escaping your lips.

You tilt your head back, the heel of your foot digging into his upper back as you whine, “That feels so good.”

His fingers and tongue switch places, causing your body to arch with pleasure as his fingers slowly slide in and out.

“F-fuck.” You gasp, your walls clenching around his fingers, “shit, shit, yes!”

Your hips roll and your fingers tug his hair. Your moans fly from your lips as he guides you through your first high.

His tongue circles your clit, flicking against it as his fingers slowly come to a stop.

You drop your hand to the bed, looking up at him with a smirk, “My turn.” You point with your thumb to the bed beside you and Zach raises his brows as he leans up, moving to lay next to you.

You push your self up, your fingers slipping into the band of his boxers. He lifts his hips as you pull them down, biting your lip when you see his cock resting against his pelvis.

You glance up at him and he smirks, flicking his brows up.

You smirk back, leaning down and situating yourself between his legs before dragging your tongue up his cock.

He gasps out, bucking his hips, “goddamn.”

You slide a hand up, wrapping it around him. Your lips attach to the head, tongue flicking and swirling around which earns low moans and groans from him.

His eyes flutter closed and his head tilts back as you start to bob your head, finding a good rhythm. His hand finds the back of your head, sliding down to brush your hair out of his view, “God, fuck.”

He bucks his hips, moaning as you work to take in as much as you can of him. Your eyes squeezing shut as you dig your nails into his thigh.

You move up a little, continuing to bob your head as he moans, “Fuck.. That’s my girl.”

You lift your head, looking at him as your tongue rests on the underside of the tip. He tilts his head, biting his lip as he takes in the imagine before him, “You are so hot.”

You smile as you lean back, crawling up to straddle him, “Says you.”

You align your lower half with his, sinking down on him with a loud moan. He pulls you forward, his arm wrapping around your waist, “you feel so fucking good.”

He moans as you lift your hips and sinking back down, moaning yourself, “You’re so big, baby.” You lick up his neck, moaning in his ear, “I feel so full.”

He moans at your words, his hands sliding to your ass to grip, guiding you up and down, “I swear..” he groans, his grip growing tighter, “You were made for me.”

“Fuck.” You groan, pushing yourself up. Your hands are planted flat against chest, nails digging into his skin as you bounce your hips fast.

Your eyes roll back and your head tilts to the side, “Fuck, fuck, yes yes.” You pant, eyes opening to look down at him.

He watches up at you, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as his fingers squeeze your hips, “That’s it, baby. Just like that.”

You keep your pace, moans growing louder by the second, “F-fuck.” You lean forward slightly, “I-I’m so..” you gasp, sinking you hips all the way before continuing to bounce them, “Fucking close!”

You lean down, your lips crashing onto it. He swallows each one of your moans, exchanging some of his own in between, “Cum, baby, cum for me.”

You moan against his lips, eyes fluttering shut as you guide yourself through your own high.

Once your hips slow down, Zach rolls you over, his own thrusts picking up where yours left off, “so pretty when you do that.” He whispers in your ear, “You’re gorgeous.”

You moan, arms wrapping around his neck, “Feels so good, Z. Feels so fucking good.”

He kisses up your jaw line, connecting his with yours, “You have me so close, baby.” You moan at his words, your legs tightening around his waist, “Need all of you, baby. Please.”

“Yeah?” He groans, his thrusts slowing down, “Tell me what you want.”

You gasp as you feel him thrust in, holding it there as your walls clench around him, “I-I, Fuck..” you whine, “Cum inside of me, baby. Please, please.”

Zach groans, kissing back down your neck as his thrusts pick up, “Feels so good.” He connect his lips with yours, your moans mixing together as his thrusts grow sloppy.

His thrusts slow down and he moans lowly, “Fuck, fuck.”

His cock twitches inside of you and you moan at the feelings, clinging to him as you feel him filling you.

You slowly make out, gasping quietly as you feel his cock slip out of you.

He rolls over and you turn your head to look at him, “ten out of ten.” He laughs and nods, “I gotta agree with you on that one.”

You smile and stand up, “That kinda sobered me up a little. I think I’m going for a shower.” You tilt your head, “Wanna come?”

“I don’t think I can do that again right now, but yeah, I’ll shower with you.”

You laugh, shaking your head, “Just.. let’s go.”

He follows you to the bathroom and you turn on the shower, stepping in once the water is hot. Zach follows you in, sliding the door closed behind you and his hands are on your hips, “Why haven’t we ever thought to do this sooner?”

You shrug, “No idea, but I kinda don’t want it to stop.”

He nods, “I can agree with you on that, too. Damn, we are on fire tonight, baby.”

You laugh, shaking your head as you reach for the shampoo.

After showering, you make your way back to the bedroom and you look at Zach, “Okay.”

“Okay .. what?” He asks as he dries off his hair and you drop your towel and climb into bed, “Now is when you can aggressively cuddle me.”

You smirk as his face lights up and he laughs, “Oh fuck yeah.” He drops his towel and gets into bed, moving over to lay right behind you.

His arm is under your head and his other is holding you close to him, “do you think there will be an outbreak of us making out in that club?”

“I’m going to die if there’s a picture of you lying on the cement.” You turn your head towards him and you both laugh.

“I’m sure there will be.” He scoffs, “I think us making out is better than me eating the sidewalks, you know?”

You nod, “Oh yeah, much hotter, but then again..” you try to hold back your giggle, “I had you on your back and that was a whole lot hotter than just kissing you.”

“Whoa, okay. Settle down, sparky. We’re cuddling.” Zach laughs, kissing the back of your head, “Mm. Your conditioner smells good.”

“Thanks.” You laugh, “I think we should try and sleep.”

“I don’t know, I like talking to you.” You can tell Zach was smiling, which only made you smile bigger, “I like talking to you, too.”

After two hours of just talking about anything and everything, you both passed out, tangled in each other’s embraces and as close together as you could possibly get.

Once you woke up, you rolled over, a relieved feeling washing over you when you realize Zach was still there.

His back was facing you, so you moved over, kissing over his shoulder which made him stir, “Hey, you’re still here.”

You laugh, “This is my house.”

He laughs and rolls over, “Just testing you, calm down.” You smirk and lean in to kiss him, “You hungry? I can make us a hangover breakfast.”

He nods, stretching his arm out, “I am, but I think it’s for something else.” He raises his brows and rolls over, “Spread’em for me, baby.”

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Thank you so much for reading! I love you all soooo much. My apologies, this is a lot longer than I thought it would be but I fell in love and couldn’t stop writing! Hope you enjoyed and I’ll catch you in the next one! 🖤

Likes and reblogs are majorly appreciated!

[myfinesthr]

chelley being angry at huda but not ace for grabbing huda the way he was grabbing her I swear if they told him yall can fuck he would have in front of them. Honestly I do think ace did it to get a reaction from chelley cause of that kiss but he did speak to her about it afterwards and girl chose not to acknowledge she’s in the wrong as well like 😀 pls be mature and then orliandria girl needs to stand up how you still going after Taylor when he’s said and shown he’s not confident in your connection.

Huda is my girl and no one can make me hate her the fact she asked Chris if I was ugly would it make it better they’re making my girl insecure and i don’t what her to dim her light for them ☹️ no one can convince me they aren’t jealous of her

no bc olandria was literally my favorite and here she go embarrassing herself for this man who never really liked from the JUMP. Like girl pls focus this energy in naturing something else…and don’t get me started on that devil ace

(I’m black btw so take the pic lightheartedly lol)

[sierrale8ne]

ok episode recap that literally one person asked for LMFAO

i don’t really care about anything except the stand on business challenge so that’s what this is about

pepe misses hannah bad! and while he’s my fav man in the villa rn, to not just be honest with grayson about it all kinda blew me. then again, i get not wanting to talk about it in front of everyone one

THANK YOU ANDREINA FOR TB AUSTIN! he has no place in this villa and he well be delt with immediately

amaya. my sweet sweet amaya papaya. YOU ARE NEVER TOO EMOTIONAL! i’m happy that she stood up for herself bc the way all the guys ganged up on her was WEIRD. austin was weird as fuck for saying that during the challenge but not when amaya was seated in front of him two weeks ago asking him if he was uncomfortable. NO ONE asked ace to give his two cents and he did it anyway like a loser, and zak is a fucking bum for saying that in front of evb rather than WHEN THEY HAD A CONVO THAT FUCKIGN DAY

this whole chelly and ace thing literally is so simple to understand bro… and they need to just apologize and move on bc damn i’m tired. but ace really blew my shit when he said “why do we have to have boundaries when you’re still exploring.” bc HUH???? god forbid a girl doesn’t want you feeling up on everyone when in the same breath you’re so against her exploring chris? idk i thought that was just insensitive.

chris talking just pissed me off. he wanted a moment so bad.. bc why are you talking to these women like that dickhead.

GET AUSTIN OUT OF MY VILLA. ILL SAY IT AGAIN.

huda bro. now i agree it was messy for olandria to air out the kiss HOWEVER COMMA i think her point was valid. you cant preach the sisterhood stuff and then not be transparent about what happened to chelley when yall r exploring the same man… like wot. huda also seems to purposely be avoiding the point of what they’re all saying bc SHE ONLY FINDS THINGS OKAY WHEN SHES DOING THEM. when she said “nb owns you in this villa especially when you’re open” i literally screamed THE POT IS CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK. she can go too.

olandria, thank you for finally talking about how you feel bc i was starting to get mad for you

taylor very clearly just doesn’t have respect for olandria, bc to say that she feels like “he should be moving for her” gives LOSER. that wasn’t the point. the point was that she was honest about everything with jalen and you couldn’t even try to give that same transparency with her. YOU AND CLARKE CAN EXPLORE THIS SHIT OUT MY DAMN VILLA. imma take care of austin and then you’re next PAL.

clarke bro you gotta go idk 😭 like you just can’t be here no more shawty

ok that’s all i got for now LMFAO 😭😭

[vitzi9]

Help Palestinians

Quick explanation: (the go fund me are at the end, scroll down to help)

As it's quite a long conflict, I won't be developing each year but the main idea is there.

Palestine was a territory under British mandat from 1923 to 1948. The large amount of Jews living in Palestine can be explained by the massive deportation of them all over Europe by the Nazis. Palestine can be considered the root of the three big religions (Christianity, Islam, Judaism) since Jesus was born there.

As those religions have their own religious state (Arabi Saudia, Vatican) where they can pray and believe all they want, some Jewish deportation (Shoah) survivors then decided it was necessary for them to have their own Jewish state to protect themselves of antisemitism, following the idea of Theodor Herzl, foundator of zionism.

Palestinians population then got divided following numerous conflits. UN decided of a shared territory which was in favour of Zionist in 1947. One year later, the state of Israel is created causing the Nakba in 1948.

Since then, the Palestinian Territory is in a constant war.

Today, palestinians are still being bombed by Israelis terrorists. The latter always use the poor excuse of attacking Hamas and saving their hostage from them when we know for sure that they do not care about their own hostage and used Hamas as an excuse to kill civilians. (Read here).

Israel is using the 7 October attack as their 9/11 to attack anyone under the pretext of self defense.

Many families are in absolute need of money to escape and survive Gaza. As I receive a lot of messages from different families, I'll post them all here so It's in the same post as the explanation.

And fuck Zionism. Zionism is not Judaism, Zionism is terrorism.

Provide humanitarian aid!

Help Salman!

Help Asala!

Help Ahmed!

Help Huda!

Help Eyad!

Help Faisal!

Help Mosab!

[zoozoocala]

I’m weirdly really into makeup for someone who is as shirtpants barefaced butch as they come, so here’s my take on this:

WOK: Sexy Lips (Nude Peach) Superstar Lips by Charlotte Tilbury

This is suuuuch It Girl makeup, I have to imagine she got super into the high femme look in the Academy and discovered the thrills of luxury makeup (and Spock was fucking thrilled to finally be able to queen out with his sporty daughter).

SFS: Hush Pink Matte Finish by Anastasia Beverly Hills

This baby pink screams hand-me-down from Spock. She probably started wearing it often after he died to feel closer to him.

Unification: Trophy Wife (Rose Wood) Liquid Matte by Huda Beauty

We’re back to bold colors! She definitely still uses Spock’s rewards points at Space Sephora. Once a Daddy’s Girl ….

Lipsticks I think Saavik could have been wearing in her appearances

The Wrath of Khan: 535 Rhum raisin by Revlon

The Search for Spock: 420 Blushed by Revlon

765874 Unification: 027 Violet Frenzy by Revlon

Ok they are all Revlons but hey its not sponsored it was just easier to find ref images

[notcruel-archive]

development anon // how would you describe maddy’s style? has it changed over the years? will it continue to change? what brands of makeup does she use, perfume, etc! give us the deets!!

BUCKLE IN YALL 

The way I would describe Maddy’s style now is streetwear provocateur. She loves being able to push the envelope of what she can get away with and I’ll go into why that is in a bit. 

Her style definitely has changed and not just in what colors she wears which is something Heidi mentions a lot because she uses color to convey emotion on the show but it has also changed because of her views on what she should be. To begin we see Maddy when she is younger, she still wears bright colors, nails are always done because it is a way to connect to her mom (her mom still does her nails and it’s their quality time together). Maddy also was the young girl who was used to wearing beautiful gowns, crowns and  satin sashes. As years passed those crows were replaced with slicked down baby hair, cute berets, and accordion headbands. Beautiful gowns have been replaced with shocking outfits that are glittery, dresses that have patterns and faux furs that show that she aspires to give the illusion of luxury. Satin sashes are now replaced with multiple gold chains, tiny purses, or silk backpacks. 

As she was younger we see Maddy in lots of blues, purples, pinks and pastels before she loses pageants. In the latest scene we see a black shirt and red pants showing how she has changed a bit from being the sweet girl who would smile as she got a crown placed on her head to someone that is angry and would take her anger out on a “fucking racist” (for my comment on that check here). When we are first introduced to Maddy not only do we see that she has softened because “Nate totally ruined [her] confidence” but we see her back in romantic pinks that almost blend her into her bedroom walls. In later flashback scenes we see her in patterned dresses while talking home with Nate, and even more patterned dresses when she is getting into her locker to get her daily bouquet of flowers. The cherries on her outfits along with the flowers, a play on the facade of innocence she let Nate believe in. 

Speaking of the innocence that she gives off, you can see how Nate projects that onto her so she’s willing to conform to it during their first time. The frills, ribbons, and bows along with the cross on her neck show that innocence but when Nate gets her another babydoll lingerie set she says “ew” meaning that wasn’t her and it wasn’t what she wanted to portray. It’s another clear indicator of the fact that Maddy is conscious of the fact that what she wears is practically a costume. That idea that things are a costume also goes for how Maddy’s demeanor also changes as soon as she is in “workout” gear whether it’s her louis outfit for practice, her shorts while she is running around the track or her cheerleading uniform that transforms her into East Highland’s head bitch. You can see from the gifs just how much her face becomes more tense showing that she thinks she is in charge and takes that seriously. 

Maddy’s choices of clothing are very deliberate not only by Euphoria costume designer Heidi Bivens but also by Maddy. Maddy puts on her makeup as her armor (Fenty, Charlotte Tilbury, Dior, Armani foundation, smashbox  huda beauty naked colourpop and morphe eyeshadows). We can see that that  armor fades  a bit and her emotional state is shown when Nate isn’t there. It’s not that she is wearing her makeup for him but during her saddened emotional states she doesn’t even find it in herself to put on her classic winged eyeliner. It’s yet another look at her mental state, also whenever we see Maddy being emotional there is an almost effortless makeup less look to her (ex. When she is talking to Jules at the bowling alley you can see that even her lip liner has faded a bit despite how she had just applied it before getting to the bowling alley while calling Nate and Cassie). 

In terms of scents Maddy isn’t one to have just one scent. Her scents rotate according to the seasons just like her clothes always staying in fashion. Floral scents for spring (groundbreaking), Citrus scents for summer, and Woodsy more bergamot scents in the fall. As for winter she goes for more fruit scented smells. They’re always a perfume because bathing in body mist was more for middle school. 

Just as Maddy's fashion has changed from pastels to darker to show anger, we see it again this season. Heidi has pointed out that this season Maddy will be in more black and darker colors not just because this season is darker but it will showcase Maddy’s mental state. She’s going through her own type of mourning. She’s mourning the innocence she did lose with the drama with Nate, she’s mourning the relationship she was prepared to always have, she’s going through a self-discovery where she thinks she deserves darkness in general. Maddy also will be wearing less over the top makeup to show more vulnerability and the softer side of herself that we possibly wouldn’t have expected last season. 

This change is something that will always happen for Maddy. As someone who speaks through fashion and her outward appearance she will always evolve, always push the envelope. Maddy’s fashion sense is her way of rebelling against what has happened to her in life. Now it’s not so much of a push back to society as a whole but also to Nate who asked her why she was dressed like a hooker. Every risky outfit is now a fuck you to that idea she should conform or that she is someone that can be easily controlled even when intimidated. 

[cloudmagines]

𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔☆𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

summary: nic wants to rekindle as you’re caught up in a misunderstanding. inspired by nic and cierra’s conversation on the dock. (pretend ur name starts with an L, i’m sorry, i hate writing y/n lmaoo, it’s only used twice tho); light angst, fluff

warnings: none rlly slightly suggestive at the end

“Hey ladies. L’s, can I pull you?” Nic requests as he approaches the day-beds, finding you alongside Huda and Iris. Finally, you think to yourself.

“Yeah, of course.” You responded, gulping slightly.

“You’ve got this, babygirl.” Huda whispers to you and Iris smiles. You send them a little peck as you get up and accept Nic’s hand.

“This two-piece situation you’ got going is so flattering, you look beautiful.” He complements the indeed-flattering floral set you chose to wear this evening.

“Oh, thank you, you look so good.” You hit back, giving him a faint smile, having missed just about everything that came with his presence. So, you walk hand in hand, Nic taking lead and you soon realize he means to head over to the dock. You sit down, not letting go of your hands and Nic wastes no time blabbing.

“Firstly, I really want to apologize that it took me the entire day to pull you. I do think it caused unnecessary damage, so sorry.”

“Yeah, thank you for saying that. I’m actually happy you acknowledged it because it made me feel quite ambivalent about everything which stressed me out even more so…”

“That’s what I mean, I hate that I allowed you to kinda enter this headspace, especially after last night.”

“I mean, I knew you wouldn’t have just been like, willingly negligent towards me, it just still hurt - us, being so distant.” He nods in agreement.

“Oh, god, I know. This day felt like an entire week.” “Exactly!” You throw in. “I really hated not talking to you before bed yesterday or at all today, I hated not kissing you, just…not having you.” He admits, placing his hand on your thigh. The contact immediately provoked your heart to skip a beat.

“Me too, trust me. I did need some space when we were going to sleep last night but I fucking dreaded that we wouldn’t cuddle.”

“You definitely showed me how much I’m able to like, miss you if you’re not there, I was genuinely so sad.“

“I’m sorry, Nicky.” You couldn’t handle his little pout.

“Oh, no, I’m not trying to switch this up,” He takes both of your hands in his. “I pulled you because I wanted to apologize for the way I worded things last night. I totally get that it conveyed the wrong message and I never ever want you to think that I’m somehow invalidating what we have. I cherish this connection so deeply and I hate that I made it seem like we weren’t on the same page.“

“I appreciate your apology and feel so much lighter already. I lowkey feared you weren’t gonna come through today.”

“Woah, I mean, I do admit that I took my sweet time but come on, I’m miserable without you, I’m sure Ace let you know.” He flashes you a smile. It sounds cliché but-that god damn smile.

“Yeah, I was grateful to Ace for our chat, it reassured me at least a little bit.” You let out a sigh of relief.

“I also hated not being able to crack up with you today, oh my god.” He notes, the corners of his mouth curling.

“I know!!! It was so strange since we’ve spent literally every single day here shitting tears.” You both giggle in an almost perfect sync.

“So sorry, babygirl. For how I handled this whole thing.” He returns to his apology, visibly regretful.

You smooth your thumb over his cheek, caressing it with care, while your head rests tilted on your other hand. “I think all that mattered to me, at this point, was this conversation.” He hums and oh, so effortlessly lifts you onto his lap from the bench. “Don’t you worry anymore .” You whisper as you both lean in and finally lock them lips. The kiss is so gentle and slow, savoring each other as if there had not been another thing to ever taste. You catch the tiniest whimper from him as you pulled on his hair lightly, hinting at your hunger. His hands moved up and down, gliding across your thigh towards your waist, squeezing you firmly. “Mhm, you’re so warm.” You moan as he grabs the back of your head and leads you back in, his tongue creeping in your mouth, way more eager this time. “And you smell good.” You add. “Mm, you’re just always so quick to flirt with me, L.” He teases, tossing you the cheekiest grin. You press your lips together, blushing. You mutter a “Shut up.” and he goes back in, absolutely giggling at you. “You’re so cute, I love it.”

You share a few more pecks and agree on heading back to your fellow islanders. Ace is the first to notice you as you get closer to the common area.

“Wohooooo, my boy’s back home big time!!!” He yells, compelling everyone to look in your direction. Everybody cheers, seeing your hands intertwined and the vibrant flush painting your faces.

[moustache-bonnet]

Ok, so here's a ramble on the timeline of The Book of Dust: The Secret Commonwealth, which possibly could pass as writing help, but is basically just a furious fucking rant because *sigh* Pullman.

So, apparently missing the mention of “spring was coming” in the 27th Chapter of TSC, where Lyra is to meet Bud Schlesinger in Smyrna, I had a panick attack, because I'm very particular about getting canon references as right as possible in my fanfics and this would mean I'd have to rearrange the entire timeline of Bird of Passage halfway through (I mean, I wouldn't, but y'all know what I mean). And this is why yesterday I spent two hours in bed skimming through TSC and counting the days throughout the chapters like the idiot I am. And this is the conclusion:

If we were to be REALLY particular about things, the beginning of the story could be traced according to the actual dates of the end of Michaelmas Term (I tried Founder's Feast, but because each Oxford college tends to have these in different months, I decided against), which ended last year on the 7th of December. It says in the book, that Lyra is called to have a chat with the Master a WEEK before the end of the term, so it's possible that the beggining of TSC actually takes place by the end of November 2005 or very early in December.

I then traced the time setting in each chapter until Lyra meets Bud in Smyrna. Each chapter essentially passes for a day or so in the timeflow of the story (one usually ends in the evening and next starts in the morning, or the other way around). The longest time frames, which are stated in the story, were: Lyra's travels to the Fens with Giorgio Brabandt (book says 3 nights), travelling from Flushing “on Dutch coast” to Prague (which by train or car takes approximately some 10h, so say a day), and travelling from Prague to Constantinopole (which again, by train takes 3-4 days). When Pan meets Nur Huda el-Wahabi, she tells him that the incident with the ferry between Constantinopole and Smyrna was two or three nights ago. All in all, if we are to add some days here and there where the passing of time isn't clearly stated, it still shouldn't take Lyra more than 30 days to reach Smyrna.

SO. If we are to count days from the early December, the Congress in Geneva happens around Christmas 2005, the Assassination of the Patriarch very early in January 2006, Lyra arrives to Smyrna and meets Bud approximately 4-5 days later.

Even if we were to count the beginning of the story from mid-December or early January, there is no way that “spring was coming” by the day Lyra arrives to Smyrna--or at least not calendar wise. I guess what Pullman meant was the warm weather, which would make sense, but I honestly idk at this point (the creepy whats-her-name girl at Brande's house is playing out in the open in nothing but a puffy-sleeved white dress after all, even where Pullman describes HOW FRICKING COLD IT WAS IN WITTENBERG, good job). I mean I got used to the fact, that he writes the environment to complement the setting of the scene, but hey.

TL;DR I have too much time on my hands and I want to punch my favourite author in the face I don't care how frail he be

[cannotescape]

Here are my thoughts on Pullman’s The Secret Commonweath, the second part of The Book of Dust. so spoilers ahead I guess

Listen I’m very torn about this and I was very torn reading it, explaining why it took some time to finish it.

I love love love Pullman’s style and universe and this world’s aesthetic. It’s so pleasing reading this after so long, like meeting an old friend and finding that not much has changed after all but our lives still are going forward. + Reading La Belle Sauvage was fun and gripping and it gave me so much love for these new characters.

Safe to say I was excited to read the new book. And it started so well! I found it clever to go from a His dark materials’ prequel (La Belle Sauvage) to its sequel. What happened 20 years before is fresher in our mind than what has happened in the original books and I was thinking it could be significant. I don’t think I was wrong.

First of all, the most moving parts of the book are in the author’s note and in the acknowledgements.

Pullman can write things like “But events have consequences, and sometimes the effects of what we once did take a long time to become fully apparent. At the same time, the world moves on; power and influence shift, or increase, or diminish; and the problems and concerns of adult people are not necessarily the same as the ones they had when young. Lyra and Malcolm, as I say, are not children any more.” and it gives me fucking goosebumps. It also perfectly summarizes the book main points. Although, the last part of this quote makes me uncomfortable, I’ll get back to this later.

Pullman’s main quality is how he describes the human and daemon’s relationships: the love, the trust, the closeness. He did not loose his touch. “He wanted to console this poor creature, who knew she was going to disappear, but all she wanted to do was feel a last touch of the warmth she’d found in her man’s body all their lives together.” I fucking can’t...

Also, the main theory in the book is so interesting? That one can be unhappy with their daemon. And what it implies: that you can hate yourself or a part of yourself so much that you have no choice but dissociate. Fascinating. And a pretty good representation of depression.

The plot was good: we get to see old friends and see new faces. All the political stuff was well done and I can’t wait to see how all the paths converge to the same end. Oh and we have revelations!! Hello! Mrs Coulter’s family? yes give it to me please.

It wasn’t perfect though. I’m still not sure about the villains’ motives. They seem one-dimensional and... idk. Plot-wise I understand why Pullman used Bonneville’s son as he did (still curious to see where this is going though), and the guy was fine at first because he was shrouded in mystery and Lyra compared him to Will (lol. that being said, Lyra compares every man she sees to Will. The girl is obsessed), but he became less interesting along the way. And it’s a shame, you know, given his father’s impact in La Belle Sauvage, we could have had a good character (good or villain) in his son. At some point, I wondered if his mere presence was to make Malcolm looks good...

Also, Lyra’s mother name is the same as my high school’s English teacher. Unfortunate

We finally have the first human lgbt character in the series. Yay! Problem: she seems to struggle with compulsory heterosexuality. I mean this is clever. She’s rejected by her rich family and can’t stand it and give up love to keep her status. Her true self, represented by her daemon, can’t accept it and leaves her to go back to the woman he loves. So in refusing love she loses one part of herself and becomes a pariah despite her efforts. Yeah clever. But I would have loved to see normal lgbt people in that world. Like is it even accepted considering the Magisterium’s influence on society? Also, I didn’t like the way she said it was her daemon who was infatuated with that woman and she had to follow him. I guess it’s the point: denial. Still. Pullman gave me this line so I’m happy: “The hot nights, our narrow bed, her slender body, the scent of her flesh. That will never leave me.”

Finally the thing that made me so uncomfortable I wasn’t sure I wanted to keep on reading. Malcolm and Lyra... Pullman is pushing really hard but I just can’t nonononono. Malcolm is in love with her??? He doesn’t even know her lmao. And every character can see it and make a comment on his infatuation but I’m just like “uh I don’t know. I can’t read”. I see Malcolm as a father figure to Lyra and she’s so fucking young wtfff leave her alone. + What happened between Malcolm and Alice after La Belle Sauvage? They had way more chemistry than what is happening (or not happening yet) in this book. + Alice is Lyra’s second mom but Malcolm could be his boyfriend? I don’t know where this is going but I don’t like it. I loved Malcolm so much in La Belle Sauvage, it’s really hard to reconcile him with... this version.

A good read overall but I was dreading every time someone mentionned Lyra or Malcolm in the same sentence. There’s no way they’re not getting together at the end after all this and... please no nono

Finally, the last line of the book moved me like no other: “There are three characters in this novel whose names are those of real people whose friends wanted to remember them in a work of fiction [...] the third is Nur Huda el-Wahabi, who was one of the victims of the terrible fire at Grenfell Tower. I’m privileged to be able to help commemorate them.”

[rgr-pop]

On New Year’s Day this year I was putting away all my makeup from the night before (big night for makeup) and I decided that I would put all the makeup I use in a bag until the bag fills up, to see what I actually use. Well, color cosmetics, by which I mean non-base products, which is not what “color cosmetics” means but I’m my own boss. And this isn’t really everything, just stuff I wore out or to see people--which, to be fair, I don’t like to wear makeup unless I’m gonna be seen, and I don’t photograph my face anymore, so. Not bad for a shut-in though! I am ready to put my things back in order and reflect! Ft. night photos. 

What’s shown above is just the stuff I reached back into the bag for over and over again (cheating? I am my own boss, remember), and stuff that featured in some of my best or most memorable looks this year. The rest will follow. 

As you can see I leaned into pantone candid coral, lol, but coral is, always, my primary color for everything on my face. I had really imagined to use coral with a lot of grey lavenders, and I’m pleased to say I returned to that over and over again and came into loving it. It’s the classic for me. I had also planned to do a lot of coral + gold and coral + periwinkle but I rarely did!

COMMENTARY AFTER THE CUT even though I think you should be forced to read it

The original UD Naked palette @laskyjedneplavovlasky​ handed me down to keep me from buying it when it got discontinued just because it is now Retro and she knew I’d regret it. I like it! I’m gladder I didn’t spend money on it! The thing about me is that I don’t know how to wear or use “neutrals,” so I am learning and growing more with this palette than anything else I have. I expect we’ll see some interesting developments over the next few weeks. As for shimmery neutrals, I still think UD has the best, and I’ve long been a Sin fan. I use this Sin--I have it in like three other palettes--wet. My favorite thing to do with it is to wet a brush--weirdly I love the one that came with this thing--and use it to lay sin vertically down the center of my lid going over the crease, so it looks like actual silk.

NYX Ultimate Mult-Finish palette in Sugar High. These palettes are underwhelming for the price (didn’t I gift you a different colorway of this @madmoths​? do you agree that it’s finnicky?) but the shades here are too ideal and I use some combination of them constantly. If I were some “one palette only” rich bitch I’d get whatever the Nars equivalent of this is and just be like that forever.

Some other coral bits: Nars Orgasm blush, Benefit ultra plush lip gloss in Coralista (I still love these to death! you can’t get them!), Stila watercolor blush in Water Lily (another great thing you can’t get anymore but if you covet it it’s just a knockoff of many Korean products). That blush is Model Co’s blush cheek powder in Peach Bellini, it only recently went back into circulation because I had to repress it after breaking it four the literal third time but I could not find my alcohol spray bottle for umm two months. This is one of the nicest blushes I own just in terms of beauty and application, I need to see how long it lasts to be able to determine whether it’s top five. Happy to see you can still buy it.

That cream palette is an ancient Stila lip and cheek palette that I am determined to use “up” this year. Still smells and works great. I’ve been using those corals, obviously, but I’m reminded now how gorgeous that plum is. I didn’t really lean heavily into my black cherry victorian winter look, like I normally do, so maybe for spring? I’m thinking the next wave is black cherry + dark green for spring. Maybe with... mustard? Will report back.

That Colourpop eyeshadow is Erotic, one of the first products I ever got from them, miraculously still functioning although I can tell it’s kind of on its last legs. I need to use it up, I mean, I’m going to use it up, because it’s one of my favorite eyeshadows ever. I am hunting a perfect dupe! That shade is precisely the coral that I mean when I talk about coral.

Colourpop’s Chasing Rainbows palette. I never would have picked this out for myself but Lucas got sucked into a display at Ulta at Christmas and thought this was very cool, and, he was right? It’s so nice and I really recommend it. But I’m sure you can tell what I’ve been using most... I think if those teals had been something else (a baby blue?) and there was one more slightly shifty shimmer in a translucent base, this would be a basically perfect palette. 

That Huda sapphire palette is....we’re trying to work it out. I am trying to like it at all. (I actually love the silver glitter that temptalia gave an F, lol. She rates on claims but if you use it with only your fingers and a tacky tacky base it looks very neat on the lid.) 

I’ve had a rocky relationship with that MUFE palette (for a minute I thought it was the only thing temptalia had ever steered me wrong on!) but I’ve really come around on it. I use that suite of purples all the time and they are very luxe and dreamy on me, even if I wanted them to be opaque “colors” when I got them. I also use that blush in the center as a “transition shade” to blend out the edges of anything else I do with this palette.

I forgot to open that little TheBalm single, it’s a promotional single (lol!) from their Nude Dude palette. I can’t imagine spending money on the fucking TheBalm schitck, oh my god. This thing is a beauty though, a really nice purpley nude that was almost made just for me. I just cannot, no matter what I do, work any kind of “nude” into my every day life. I can’t. I want to pan this but..  I will not.

The tiny tube is a Bare Minerals Marvelous Moxie lipstick in Get Ready. This was some kind of free birthday gift years ago? I never wore it because it is marginally “nude” so I did not learn until after they discontinued it that it is the best! I would buy a full size of this! (Well, I like the shade well enough--it’s really more of a medium pink than a nude--but I’d likely look for something bolder if I did.) It feels and smells almost exactly like the nicest Tom Ford lipsticks. I will have to try their new lipstick line--but their shit is all nude now! They have such nice formulas of dumb fucking nude everything!!

Colourpop Flexitarian highlighter is my favorite highlighter. The hurus are not lying! Below that is Anastasia’s Aurora palette--for ages I used the green all the time, but I’ve been using the peach-pinks and purples a lot more, as you could guess. I’m really aching for a straightforward pink highlighter. Then we have THE MAYBELLINE PUMA HIGHLIGHTER. What is it actually called? Chrome Highlight in Knockout. I cannot remember anything before this highlight. See, I know a lot of people like this line, but I had never been driven to try them, and I only got this because I got sucked into the whole thing, and I am strongly undisappointed. It’s not exactly unique but unique to my collection, and is the only kind of gold like that I have, and it has a slight rosy-purple base that is perfect for me and for the coral-lavender thing I’ve been doing. 

In the lower right corner is a little bit of a pink look--nothing new for me, I use that hot pink NYX Primal pigment all the time and have for years. It’s not the very best on the market but it’s buildable and the absolute perfect pink, so I’d say it’s probably the best for the price. The lip products are newer to me, a NYX “Slide On Glide On” lip pencil in Disco Rage (!) that Lucas got me for Christmas, which is great? Turns out the $10 lipliner is nicer than the $3 lipliner? Hate that! And a lipstick from a recent limited edition Revlon glitter collection in SE purple tubes--I had a very Collector moment about these and had to have one. This one 100 Watts Pink. I really kind of want more but I have restraint (a glittery pink is practical and everyday wearable!), that shit is getting expensive... HOWEVER! This reminds me that I fell back in love with some other Revlon Super Lustrous lipsticks, particularly FIRE AND ICE (!), thanks to temptalia revisiting them this year. Where did I put that?...

The colourpop super shock shadow on the bottom is Daddy. One of my best looks this month was, well, I had planned something entirely different but I put on youtube while I was getting dressed and Chloe Morello posted this so I had to reroute. She looks unbelievable, it’s a great look. This took a lot of building but it looked so fucking good, I wore it with the CP blue mascara (below), cobalt + bright lavender is a very good combination.

There are some more greige lavenders down there, Revlon’s Illuminance cream shadow palette in Wild Orchids--this maybe doesn’t wear that long but as an...item? concept? it’s one of my favorites ever. That glitter tube is a J.Cat holographic 3D eye topper thing, the shade is Unicorn Hype. I have two of these and would buy more. This was Tati’s influence! I love this brand and like this product, still wanna get the mousse ones but they were always sold out when she was hyping them last year. This one is, however, starting to get a slightly concerning chemical smell that will probably not keep me from putting it on my eyelids.

Aaaand... imho the product of the year is this CP mascaras. I got the red and the blue. IIRC the red is a little finnicky and the blue wears very nicely but they are by far the most vibrant and pigmented and beautiful colored mascaras I’ve ever used and I could not recommend them more highly. I especially adore the blue for all the time wear but I do think other brands have come out with great blue mascars. But what are you gonna do.... pick up some other red mascara? You’re not! (Well, I’m hoping the impact of these trickles down!!) You don’t need a white base under these at all, and they are definitely more of a volumizing and clumping formula vs. lengthening. 

[gendberpaly1973-blog]

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