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i-nssomniia · 7 days ago

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“A sale of kisses”

Pairing: Owen x reader

Tags: college au, denial of feelings!reader, reader is more of a nerd, hint of jealousy

Note: still for you @shintaru I wanted to add here originally another song "Kiss - Sean Brennan..", but Jann sounds much more tender. And I used an idea from the series "Skam", maybe someone knows it

college au part1 with Wooin college au part3 with Hyuk college au part4 with Vinny college au part5 with Joker

"paying money to kiss you? are you making fun of me?"

you tilt your head, looking at him, his blond hair falling over his eyes, and you can't tell if his smile is genuine or mocking.

"why not?"

"it's more like you're a prostitute, that's what it is."

you sigh, frowning at the loud music next to you, at the bunch of people dancing here because the fraternity, including him, threw a fundraiser party. after all, those idiots destroyed the retreat house during their last party. and now they're running a fucking "contest" - a sale of kisses, pricing kisses with boys to cover the damage. and it was so stupid for you. to pay to kiss someone from your college fraternity? you don't even know what to call it.

"really? I'm actually quite popular here"

he puts his hands in his pockets, leans closer to you to whisper in your ear instead of shouting in the middle of the chaos so you can hear him.

"and the girl who pays the most can go on a date with me"

you shoot daggers at him. why is he even telling you this?

"and you could participate"

"never"

you snort to turn around, but his hand that grabs your wrist prevents you from leaving. his grip is firm, though not painful.

"You need to have some fun once in a while, instead of being sullen and sticking your nose in books, princess"

You're grinding your teeth. You didn't want to be here at all. It's just that you're too soft for your friends to turn them down. But right now you want to leave.

"I told you I won't!"

You snap at him, trying to pull your hand out of his grasp. He annoys you so much. his hair, his eyes, his personality, his manner of communication, his stupid smile, his behavior as if he were the freest person in the world. And you could even say that you're jealous of that, but no. You hate it so much that it hurts you.

He doesn't say anything to you, he just keeps you here next to him in silence between the two of you, his eyes watching you intently.

"Are you jealous, princess?"

and the way he bows his head and smiles evokes in you all possible feelings that you are aware of and do not want to admit.

"what? No! You're a narcissistic jerk who thinks girls will jump around you because of your looks! And nothing bothers you at all! You just think that the whole world will give you everything on a silver platter!"

while you keep on yelling at him, you don't even notice how his jaw clenches, how he frowns and swallows, trying to hold back from yelling back at you. but he can't.

"I don't care about anything? that's a lie. I care about a lot of things, that's why I'm here!"

"Oh, yeah, kissing half the girls on campus is one of the things that you care about the most! how could I have missed that!"

"I don't give a damn about them!"

he grabs you by the shoulders, as if to shake you and your brains, which are constantly occupied with studying, grades, friends, but never him, unless he intentionally attracts your attention, as it seems to him.

"You! I'm worried about you!"

You grit your teeth, putting your hands on his wrist to pull him away from you.

"Nonsense! You're just trying to prove to yourself that you're important to everyone here, and you won't tolerate exceptions!"

you push him, but it comes out so hard and unexpectedly for the two of you that he staggers, collides with the guys behind him, causing a small commotion.

you hold your breath as you look at him, your lips pressed together. he says you're important to him? then why the fuck is he participating in this fucking kiss sale contest? the frustration runs through you like a hurricane, and you rush out of the room to get some fresh air and go back to your house, where you can stop thinking about him, at least for a little while.

and you walk through the crowd, you crash into the door, you go outside, you walk past the guys that came out to smoke and you walk down the road quickly and confidently, feeling your heart tighten. you should hate him, because that's the first thing you felt when you saw him, so charismatic, so free, always annoying you, and that's what made you fall in love with him so quickly. and it's so frustrating. and you would be ready to drown in your thoughts, if it weren't for the hands on your shoulders that turn you back.

"I didn't finish!"

he's gasping, either from running when he finally followed you, or from the intensity of his feelings, you don't know, and before you can say anything, you're being silenced. Silenced by his soft lips against your mouth, so tender and reverent that the argument which we had a few minutes ago seems like a violent act.

He pulls away after a few seconds, but doesn't move away.

"I like you. I'm the one who asked your friends to bring you to this party. I wanted to talk to you, to find out why you never notice me when I notice everything about you."

and you would die right now, because your heart is ready to burst out of your chest if it could, but his hands on your shoulders just won't let it happen. you take a breath through your mouth, but your voice comes out quieter and more uncertain.

"..and the sale?"

"it's nothing. if you were paying attention, you would have noticed that I'm not in the price list."

and you're so angry right now that your heart is beating faster, freer around him, without the previous pain of someone else kissing him.

"but you said-"

"I lied to annoy you, princess. I wanted you to participate because..."

he falls silent and you don't know what you should do. should you punch him? should you curse him? should you fight him? or should you hug him?

he runs his hand across your forehead, pushing your hair back from your face. and you see all his confidence fading before you. he's so vulnerable and open right now, you could stomp on him, tear out his soul, and burn him. but you don't. you never do. and you certainly don't with him.

"Let's go on a date.. with me"

you see all this nervousness in his body that he's never been known for. as he waits for your response, it feels like seconds are passing like forever before you agree.

and then after that he will give you this kiss sale. but only for you.

note: OH IT'S SO STUPID

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firemenenthusiast · 11 months ago

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kinda random what if reader was a domme and had not only Jann as a sub but FARLEIGH also and reader makes them get freaky deaky with each other while reader watches 🌚🌚🌚🌚

or Farleigh gets to fuck reader and lowkey cuck Jann watches and can’t touch them or even touch himself and has to clean up the juices afterwards.....OOOOOORRRRR vice versa, oh I just knowwwww Farleigh would be having a fit but high-key like it maybe RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH I NEED TO SPREAD MY POLY READER/JANN/FARLEIGH AGENDAAAAAA

hell, to spice it up even more throw Kai in there, he's the ultra king of freaky fucks out of all of archie's characters to me so I have a feeling the whole thing would have him in freak paradise me thinks 😼😼😼

im officially combusting juniperhasfallen i fear you are a freaking genius cuz all your ideas in my inbox are nothing short of absolute deliciousness WAAARRRBBRRHRHRH. oh how i love making all of them my sub cuz they be suubbbyyyy

warnings: 18+, porn w/o plot, no protection (which is very unethical in this situation), three foursome, p in v, sub!/dom! farleigh, sub!jann, sub!/dom! kai, blowjobs, cum eating, reverse cowgirl, m! masturbation, creampie, teabagging, men whimpering, whining, crying, edging, overstimulating, ruined orgasms, cuckolding, cumshots, cuffing

a/n: well isn’t this interesting

GET THIS. we all know how farleigh is willing to fuck basically anyone. and jann, is by default the sweetest sub known to mankind. but when you brought up the idea to farleigh he secretly got excited but pretended to hate it cuz he thinks jann’s a loser. also because he’s lowkey jealous with how sweet you are with jann. farleigh ofcourse had to get his turn first with you, making jann sit in the cuck sofa in the corner, forcing jann to watch you play with his cock at the edge of the bed, his arms propped against the mattress with his thighs spread far apart. farleigh wants to be all whimpery and whining while you tease the sensitive tip of his cock but when he remembers that jann’s watching, he contains his moans cuz it would be embarrassing. while jann sits pretty in the chair naked with his hard cock out, tip red and leaking with the vein on the side bulging prominently, farleigh makes sure that he watches with his hands obediently on the armrests, no touching allowed. eventho farleigh’s literally getting fucked over by you, his cock twitching and precum trickling down his length into your hands, he still manages to be an asshole towards jann who’s watching, saying things like “dont you dare look away racer boy, keep your fucking hands to yourself” farleigh’s just spewing mean orders to jann, who suprisingly, obeys whatever farleigh says.

jann aches to fist his length with his hands at the view of you bouncing on another huge cock but he has to behave, because you’re praising them both while farleigh is in you, telling jann how good of a boy he’s being just sitting there obediently, and how pretty he looks, and reminding him how good boys get rewarded. jann refuses to jeopardise his chance at an orgasm even though he’s close to cumming undone from cucking you and farleigh. he doesn’t want to end up being overstimulated like him, being edged over and over again by you, being stripped off from his orgasm repeatedly that his balls are starting to turn purple. farleigh’s whining, begging you to let him cum, his hips desperately bucking but still, he’s running his mouth at jann. “fuck—, you okay over there, mngh ? you’re so hard man, it’s pathetic” which gets him another ruined orgasm from you, for being mean to jann. guess he just couldn’t help it. jann is quiet, maybe too fucked with how hard he’s bucking his hips into thin air, desperate for some sort of relieve for his rock hard cock, bending towards his navel. every time farleigh would humiliate him with his words, jann would whine, tears threatening to spill from his pretty eyes. his balls are tight, full of cum, rubbing against the fabric of the sofa. “please—oh, please farleigh let me have her” being one of jann’s pleads amongst others that came out incoherent, sounding more like blabbers from how lightheaded he is, only for farleigh to respond with “shut your mouth”. at times farleigh would receive a slap across his face, as you put him back in his place. you would think that’ll shut him up but no, he’d let out a loud moan, enjoying being slapped that you can feel his cock twitch. jann almost cums when you’re cumming for the second time on farleigh’s cock, all while ruining his orgasm for the ninth time.

farleigh’s now crying from blue balls, his tip leaking so much precum, his hand desperately grabbing at your waist to aid the intense aching on his crotch, another hand over his quivering lips, his eyes red with droplets of tear clinging onto his long lashes. eventho he’s in that state, his mouth is still spewing humiliation towards jann, only to whimper again from you overstimulating him. “stop, stop- stop, stop please” farleigh would beg, shutting his eyes as you edge him over another waves of pleasure, only to rip it away again. you’d kiss down his body from his jaws, making sure to spend extra time licking at his nipple, feeling yet another orgasm coming from farleigh from his twitching cock. you bite at his nipple slightly harder before quickly getting up from his cock for it to instantly slap against his lower belly before ropes of cum squirts out of his raging red tip, so much of it landing all over his body, some even getting on his lips. he’s crying, hips bucking from the overstimulation, as you hear jann mutters a low “fuck—“. catching your breath, you smile at farleigh in his fucked up state, he’s too hazy to say anything to jann now, only being able to blabber strings of thankyou’s to you for letting him cum this time. while you watch him come down from his cries, your fingers trace small hearts with his cum on his chest, giggling at his limp twitching cock in front of your pussy. when you turn your head over to jann, he looks like a madman, having just watched his girlfriend fucking another huge cock that’s not his, all while he’s forced to keep his hands to himself by a brat he doesn’t even know why he’s obeying.

when you get up from farleigh to walk over and kneel before jann, your fingers carefully grazing over the length, an immediate spurt of cum shooting onto your face. you look up to jann who’s breathing hard, he just can’t keep it anymore, cumming with just a slight touch from your hand. you help him ride out his orgasm, though not as satisfying as he would hope for, atleast he finally gets to be touched by you. you continue to milk his cock, popping his balls into your mouth before sucking on them, slobbering saliva all over the skin. now that he’s allowed to touch himself, he’s tugging on his shaft while you suck on his balls, swirling your tongue over the soft mounds. he’s occasionally bumping his knuckles over your forehead from how hard he’s jerking his cock off. flattening your tongue over his balls, you grab his hand away before dragging your tongue from the underside of his balls to the head of his cock, finishing off with a suckle on his tip, swallowing the drops of cum decorating his cock, before pushing your head down to throat his length. the way you reward him is the exact reason he’ll always behave, because good boys get rewarded. and jann loves delayed gratification. “having fun, racer boy ?” you hear farleigh chirp from his place, sprawled out on the mattress, too fucked out from his turn before. “come here farleigh” you order, earning an eyeroll from him. “i said— come here”. you get up to meet farleigh halfway at the edge of the bed, climbing over him before grabbing his jaw to kiss him, giving him a taste of jann’s cum. he’s moaning at the taste, fingers kneading at the soft flesh of your waist. jann is breathing hard, his chest heaving covered in sweat.

how would i add kai in this mix you may ask ? while you’re fucking yourself on jann’s cock, farleigh submits to kai who’s also been watching the whole time, except he’s fully clothed in that navy blue shirt with his hands cuffed to the railing in the wardrobe. farleigh’s sucking him off, kneeling over him having to take it all with his hands over his head, depraved from the satisfaction of pulling at farleigh’s tight curls. wet sounds bouncing off the walls of the room pornographically, the four of you moaning against each other’s touch. jann is fucking into you reverse cowgirl, so you’d be able to watch kai getting a blowjob from farleigh, who looks like he’s having the time of his life. just as you can tell that kai is close, you tell farleigh to swallow most of it, keeping some on his tongue to bring it over to you, before spitting it into your mouth. he’s hard again, so you let him stand beside the chair and fuck your mouth while jann’s chases his orgasm, rapidly thrusting into your cunt. as you’re taking both farleigh and jann’s cock, kai is left still hanging on the railing, his cock limp with stickiness dripping from the tip onto the floor. he’s groaning, his knees threatening to give up yet his eyes couldn’t get off the view of you getting fucked by two cocks at once. “kai, baby- you wanna join ?” you deliriously ask with half lidded eyes, not even knowing where to fit him in the position. maybe after jann finish fucking his load into you, you make him get up and uncuff kai, plopping him onto the bed to ride him into oblivion.

and when you decide you’re done with all of them, they’re all gonna have to lie on the bed, cuddling with each other <3 who knows ? maybe kofun or ivo can join next time

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ncwhereman · 2 years ago

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spanish holiday: a collection

Let me ask you about something else that was in the Hunter Davies book. At one point you and Brian went off to Spain. Yes. Did you… you must have... We didn’t have an affair. You never had an affair with Brian? No, not an affair. Yoko: [laughs] What were the pressures from Brian? Cyn was having a baby and the holiday was planned, but I wasn’t going to break the holiday for a baby and that’s what a bastard I was. And I just went on holiday. I watched Brian picking up the boys. I like playing a bit faggy, all that. Yoko: [laughs] It was enjoyable, but there were big rumours in Liverpool, it was terrible. Very embarrassing. Rumors about you and Brian? Oh, fuck knows—yes, yes. I was pretty close to Brian because if somebody's going to manage me, I want to know them inside out. And there was a period when he told me he was a fag and all that. I introduced him to pills, which gives me a guilt association for his death. I mean they go that way anyway. And to make him talk—to find out what he’s like. And I remember him saying, “Don’t ever throw it back in me face, that I’m a fag.” Which | didn’t. But his mother’s still hiding that. But what I hate is the way they’re all attacking Allen. And Brian was a nice guy, but he knew what he was doing, he robbed us. He fucking took all the money and looked after himself and his family, and all that. And it’s just a myth. I hate the way that Allen is attacked and Brian is made like an angel, just cause he’s dead. He wasn't, he was just a guy. Allen will go berserk when he hears all this.

John Lennon, Jann S. Wenner, Lennon Remembers, 1970

Bob had insinuated that me and Brian had had an affair in Spain. And I must have been frightened of the fag in me to get so angry.

John Lennon, 1972, Peter McCabe and Robert D Schonfeld, John Lennon—For The Record, 1984

Brian was in love with me. It's irrelevant. I mean, it's interesting and it will make a nice Hollywood Babylon someday about Brian Epstein’s sex life, but it's irrelevant, absolutely irrelevant.

John Lennon, Playboy, 1980

I was on holiday with Brian Epstein in Spain, where the rumours went around that he and I were having a love affair. Well, it was almost a love affair, but not quite. It was never consummated. But it was a pretty intense relationship. It was my first experience with a homosexual that I was conscious was homosexual. He had admitted it to me. We had this holiday together because Cyn was pregnant, and I went to Spain and there were lots of funny stories. We used to sit in a cafe in Torremolinos looking at all the boys and I’d say, ‘Do you like that one, do you like this one?’ I was rather enjoying the experience, thinking like a writer all the time: I am experiencing this, you know. And while he was out on the tiles one night, or lying asleep with a hangover one afternoon, I remember playing him the song Bad To Me. That was a commissioned song, done for Billy J Kramer, who was another of Brian’s singers.

John Lennon, Rolling Stone, 1980

Very quickly John became jumpy and on edge. He was beginning to feel trapped and it was time for him to escape but before he left he told me that Brian had asked him to go on holiday to Spain with him and he wanted to know if I objected. I must admit the request hit me like a bolt out of the blue and I really didn’t take it in properly at first but when it sank in I suppressed my true feelings and acquiesced. I was well aware that John deserved a holiday. He had just completed a tour and recording sessions. In actual fact he had never really had a holiday as such. They had all been working very hard and under great pressure since the success of Please Please Me, so I concealed my hurt and envy and gave him my blessings. He was delighted and left me a happy man. I on the other hand was left holding the baby, and what a baby. As soon as John returned from his break in Spain, fully relaxed and raring to get going again, we went together to register our son’s birth.

Cynthia Lennon, A Twist Of Lennon, 1978

Some accounts of that time claim that Brian was in love with John, which was why he wanted to manage the Beatles. I don't believe this for a second. They had a good relationship, but Brian cared for all the boys and he wanted success for the group because he thought they had something unique. Claims have been made since that Brian and John had a gay relationship. Nothing could be further from the truth. John was a hundred per cent heterosexual and, like most lads at that time, horrified by the idea of homosexuality. The bond between John and Brian was one of mutual respect and friendship. They liked and admired each other. Brian could see John's intelligence and distinctive talent. John appreciated Brian's business ability and his ambition for the group. They talked for hours and planned the group's future together. They both wanted the Beatles to be the biggest thing since Elvis, and were hell bent on making it happen.

When Julian was three weeks old, Brian invited John to go to Spain with him. John asked if I'd mind and I said, truthfully, that I wouldn't. I was preoccupied with Julian and nowhere near ready to travel, but I knew how much John needed a break where he wouldn't be recognised and could really relax. I gave them my blessing and they went off together for twelve days. It was a holiday John came to regret because it sparked off a string of rumours about his relationship with Brian. He had to put up with sly digs, winks and innuendo that he was secretly gay. It infuriated him: all he'd wanted was a break with a friend, but it was turned into so much more.

Cynthia Lennon, John, 2005

Brian and John spent so much time together, scheming and dreaming about the Beatles' future, that they seemed almost inseparable. In April 1963, John went so far as to accompany Brian on a holiday in Spain, leaving Cyn behind with their newborn son. In the absence of this decidedly odd couple, tongues began wagging all over town. I visited John at Aunt Mimi's a few days after his return to England. And when he started in about how much he had enjoyed Spain, I could hardly resist taking the piss out of him. "So you had a good time with Brian, then?" I smirked. Nudge nudge, wink wink. I was somewhat taken aback when John didn't so much as crack a smile. "Oh, fuckin' hell," he groaned. "Not you as well, Pete!" "What do you mean, not me as well?" "They're all fucking going on about it." "It's O.K., John. Don't take it so serious. I'm just joking, for Christ's sake." "Actually Pete," he said softly, "Something did happen with him one night." Now that wiped the grin right off my face. Had I even dreamed there might be any truth what soever to the rumors, I would never have made light of the subject in the first place. Still— as John surely knew— I would have stood by him, and let the rest of the world handle the business of passing moral judgment, even if he had just told me he'd committed murder. And John would surely have done the same for me. Which, after all, is what true friendship is all about. "What happened," John explained, "is that Eppy just kept on and on at me. Until one night I finally just pulled me trousers down and said to him: 'Oh, for Christ's sake, Brian, just stick it up me fucking arse then.' "And he said to me, 'Actually, John, I don't do that kind of thing. That's not what I like to do.' "'Well,' I said, 'what is it you want to do, then?' "And he said, 'I'd really just like to touch you, John.' "And so I let him toss me off." And that was that. End of story. "That's all, John?" I said. "Well, so what? What's the big fucking deal, then?" "Yeah, so fucking what! The poor bastard. He's having a fucking hard enough time anyway." This was in reference to the "butch" dockers who, on several recent occasions, had rewarded Brian's advances by beating him to a bloody pulp. "So what harm did it do, then, Pete, for fuck's sake?" John asked rhetorically. "No harm at all. The poor fucking bastard, he can't help the way he is." "No need to get so worked up," I said. "You know I don't give a shit. What's a fucking wank between friends anyway?" We then moved on to other topics, and neither of us ever mentioned the incident again. (And as far as I was concerned, the real revelation that night was not that John had "had it off" with Brian, but that he had demonstrated— albeit in his own brusque way—such genuine compassion for that most hopelessly besotted of all his many admirers.) Unfortunately, certain Liverpool acquaintances (who had no way of knowing that there was a kernel of truth to their allegations) wouldn't let John hear the end of it. All in good fun, no doubt, but John was still too enamored of his macho self-image to take lightly any inference that he was anything less than 100 percent heterosexual.

Pete Shotton, Nicholas Schaffner, John Lennon: In My Life, 1983

John told me he had had a one-night stand with Brian, on a holiday with him in Spain, when Brian had invited him out, a few days after the birth of Julian in 1963, leaving Cyn alone. I mentioned this brief holiday in the book, but not what John had alleged had taken place. Partly, I didn't really believe it, though John was daft enough to try almost anything once. John was certainly not homosexual, and this boast, or lie, would have given the wrong impression. It was also not fair on Cynthia, his then wife.

Hunter Davies, The Beatles: The Authorised Biography (updated edition, 2010)

Almost three weeks after the birth of his son—whom he had seen only a couple of times by then—he agreed to go to Spain with Brian on a private holiday, while the other three Beatles flew to the Canaries for their spring break. I don’t think John told Cynthia what he was doing—he rarely told her anything—and he certainly wouldn’t have asked her permission. When she found out, she dissolved in tears, but she was scared of John and said nothing. To say we were astonished is an understatement. Much has been made of this trip. It was sun, sand and sea—but was it also sex? John himself said he finally allowed Brian to make love to him “to get it out of the way.” Those who knew John well, who had known him for years, don’t believe it for a moment. John was aggressively heterosexual and had never given a hint that he was anything but. If it had been George, we might have believed it. George could act camp and had many homosexual friends, but John loved to say things to shock, and his sly statement was probably just another in a long line of such provocative statements. In fact, it was more in character for John to taunt Brian with promises during those long hot nights in Barcelona than to succumb. Equally, it was in Brian’s masochistic nature to enjoy being tormented, then perhaps to rush off in search of a young bullfighter. Brian adored bullfighters so much, he ended up sponsoring one. (And I think Brian would have confided in somebody if it had happened.)

Tony Bramwell, Magical Mystery Tours: My Life With The Beatles, 2014

First, he wanted to make Brian the baby’s godfather. Second, he was leaving on holiday as soon as this tour was over. He was going away with Brian—just the two of them. The other Beatles were going to the Canary Islands. This meant John wouldn’t see Cynthia for several weeks, long after she had returned home from the hospital. Cynthia lay back in the hospital bed, her head spinning. How could John go off and leave her and Julian like that, she demanded, and with Brian Epstein no less? John flared up at her. “Being selfish again, aren’t you?” he said. “I’ve been workin’ my bloody ass off on one-night stands for months now. Those people starin’ from the other side of the glass are bloody everywhere, hauntin’ me. I deserve a vacation. And anyway, Brian wants me to go, and I owe it to the poor guy. Who else does he have to go away with?” Brian and John went to Barcelona at the end of April 1963. It was a city that Brian had explored on his 1959 solo trip to Spain. He had since become a great fan of the bullfights and considered himself something of an aficionado. He took great pleasure in introducing John to the pageantry and excitement. They spent the days shopping and taking side trips. At night they toured the nightclubs. Later in the week they rented a car and drove down the coast to the glistening white town of Sitges on the Costa Brava. Each night they would sit in the candlelit cafés and watch the couples stroll by in the moonlight. Over many bottles of wine they talked candidly about Brian’s personal life. It was a great relief for Brian to finally be able to talk honestly with John. He told John that for a man who valued honesty as dearly as he did, it was a terrible burden for him to live his life a lie. “If you had a choice, Eppy,” John said, “if you could press a button and be hetero, would you do it?” Brian thought for a moment. “Strangely, no,” he said. A little later a peculiar game developed. John would point out some passing man to Brian, and Brian would explain to him what it was about the fellow that he found attractive or unattractive. “I was rather enjoying the experience,” John said, “thinking like a writer all the time: I am experiencing this.” And still later, back in their hotel suite, drunk and sleepy from the sweet Spanish wine, Brian and John undressed in silence. “It’s okay, Eppy,” John said, and lay down on his bed. Brian would have liked to have hugged him, but he was afraid. Instead, John lay there, tentative and still, and Brian fulfilled the fantasies he was so sure would bring him contentment, only to awake the next morning as hollow as before.

Peter Brown, The Love You Make, 1983 can't wait for the full fic on ao3 peter!

One story the Press certainly didn’t get at the time was that in April, in the middle of the euphoria that followed all the early success and acclaim, Brian and John went off to Spain for a holiday. So much invention and rubbish has been made of this trip by so many people since, that the truth deserves at least a brief mention. The most sensational version, of course, is that the holiday was a chance for Brian to consummate his overwhelming passion for John, which inspired him to sign the group in the first place. I’m afraid it wasn’t like that. John roared with laughter at the rumours that began afterwards. Typically, he encouraged the stories that he and Brian were gay lovers because he thought it was funny and John was one of the world’s great wind-up merchants. He told me afterwards in one of our frankest heart-to-hearts that Brian never seriously did proposition him. He had teased Brian about the young men he kept gazing at and the odd ones who had found their way to his room. Brian had joked to John about the women who hurled themselves at him. ‘If he’d asked me, I probably would have done anything he wanted. I was so much in awe of Brian then I’d have tried a night of vice-versa. But he never wanted me like that. Sure, I took the mickey a bit and pretended to lead him on. But we both knew we were joking. He wanted a pal he could have a laugh with and someone he could teach about life. I thought his bum boys were creeps and Brian knew that. Even completely out of my head, I couldn’t shag a bloke. And I certainly couldn’t lie there and let one shag me. Even a nice guy like Brian. To be honest, the thought of it turns me over.’ All the same, John was very selfish to have gone off on holiday with Brian then because it was just after Cynthia had given birth to his son Julian. John’s whole romance and marriage to Cynthia was kept a secret at the time because Brian feared the effect of publicity about one of the Beatles having a wife, let alone a family.

Alistair Taylor, With The Beatles, 2003

While Brian thought a Beatle’s image could be affected by marriage and fatherhood, his next move proved wildly indiscreet and potentially dangerous. On April 8, 1963, Cynthia gave birth to Julian, and Brian was named his godfather. Shortly afterward, Brian invited John to join him alone on a holiday in Spain. Lennon had been working hard, writing songs and touring Britain. He needed a rest, and Cynthia relished some time alone to adapt to life with a baby. John accepted and flew to Barcelona on April 28 for the twelve-day break. John made it clear to everyone that he was a woman-chaser, a hundred percent heterosexual. But it was inept of Epstein to risk the whispering that was bound to ensue from such an expedition by a manager and a solitary Beatle. It was one of the few times when Brian’s perception of public opinion faltered, for the Spanish trip fueled rumors in Liverpool of an Epstein-Lennon relationship. Paul McCartney’s theory is that “John, not being stupid, saw his opportunity to impress upon Mr. Epstein who was the boss of this group … he wanted Brian to know who he should listen to.” Lennon knew that Brian held him in awe, regarding him as a genius. On their return to Liverpool, Brian and John decided to deal with the gossip decisively. At McCartney’s twenty-first birthday party on June 18, Bob Wooler and Lennon were seen chatting together and within minutes the Beatle had pummeled the Cavern compere to the ground. “He called me a bloody queer, so I bashed his ribs in,” John later told Cynthia. Epstein, no less angry but sensing the need for repairing all wounds, physical and oral, drove Wooler to hospital for treatment of torn knuckles and for shock. Next, Epstein moved swiftly to prevent the friction from escalating. Through his solicitor friend Rex Makin he paid Wooler £200 in damages and insisted that Lennon sent him a telegram of apology. The rumors were quelled. But nothing could prevent the attack on Wooler from reaching the Daily Mirror, whose pop reporter Don Short, in a first recognition of the group’s burgeoning importance, published a back-page story headlined: “Beatle in Brawl Says: Sorry I Socked You.” Since the deaths of Epstein and Lennon, many with no access to, or observation of, both men in their lifetime have peddled the assumption that Brian and John had a sexual liaison. This is despite the lack of any evidence, despite firm declarations of John’s heterosexuality from Cynthia and many other women, and despite the statement by McCartney that he “slept in a million hotel rooms, as we all did, with John and there was never any hint that he was gay.” Brian possibly had a homosexual fascination for Lennon but it could never be reciprocated. And since Epstein was not a predator, that eliminated the likelihood of such a link. More than anyone, Epstein saw the Beatles as an indivisible unit. He would never have risked so profoundly changing his relationship with them, individually or collectively. Nothing mattered more to Brian, after his devotion to his family, than the entity of the Beatles.

Ray Coleman, The Man Who Made The Beatles, 1989

Years later, John finally came clean about what had happened: not to anyone who’d been around at the time, but to the unshockable woman with whom he shared the last decade of his life. He said that one night during the trip, Brian had cast aside shyness and scruples and finally come on to him, but that he’d replied, “If you feel like that, go out and find a hustler.” Afterward, he had deliberately fed Pete Shotton the myth of his brief surrender, so that everyone would believe his power over Brian to be absolute.

Norman Philip, John Lennon: The Life, 2008

I don’t actually know the truth of the John rumour. I suspected that the John trip to Barcelona was a power play on John’s part because John was a very political animal. I think John went away on that Spanish holiday because nobody went on holiday. I would have gone, anyone would have gone. A free holiday? You’re kidding. I’m there. Number two, I’m sure John took Brian aside and said, ‘Hey, you want to deal with this group, I’m the guy you deal with, OK.’ John was that kind of guy. He was a very sensible, very pragmatic guy. So I’m sure that was the main reason John went there. As to whether there was any sort of gay dalliance or whatever, I don’t know. All I can ever say about it is that I slept with John a lot because you had to, you didn’t have more than one bed – and to my knowledge John was never gay.

Paul McCartney, Debbie Geller, In My Life: The Brian Epstein Story, 2000

Brian Epstein was going on holiday to Spain at the same time and he invited John along. John was a smart cookie. Brian was gay, and John saw his opportunity to impress upon Mr Epstein who was the boss of this group. | think that's why he went on holiday with Brian. And good luck to him, too — he was that kind of guy; he wanted Brian to know whom he should listen to. That was the relationship. John was very much the leader in that way, although it was never actually said. So there was the homosexual thing — I'm not sure John did anything but we certainly gave him a lot of grief when he got back.

Paul McCartney, The Beatles Anthology, 2000

My sense of the trip to Barcelona is that it was an intriguing situation because John left his wife to go on this holiday, who was still in hospital having given birth to her first child. So it was an extraordinary thing, but John wanted to go on holiday with Brian and there was a great bond between them. John knew that Brian was going and he also knew that Brian was very attracted to him and I think this intrigued John. My understanding only comes from Brian. I never discussed this with John but I heard that there were lots of discussions about the business of homosexuality and Brian’s homosexuality. But I think it’s wrong to discuss something which is really rather significant when I only know one side of the picture.

Peter Brown, Debbie Geller, In My Life: The Brian Epstein Story, 2000

It had nothing to do with advancement of career. John knew that he already had Brian as an ally; he knew that Brian liked him, was attracted to him and stimulated by his intellect. Anyway, I don’t believe John was that manipulative. And the idea of going along with it, and trying to take advantage of it, just wouldn’t have been Brian’s way.

Peter Brown, Norman Philip, John Lennon: The Life, 2008

It was during the same discussion that he told me that he and John Lennon had been lovers. Now that’s too much for me to take on. We’d never talked about his personal life before, so I left the room.

Lonnie Trimble, Debbie Geller, In My Life: The Brian Epstein Story, 2000

#mostly just for me to have it in one place :)#might add more if i dig something up #he was 100% heterosexual #but he 'encouraged stories about them being gay lovers.... because he thought it was funny'....................#(all straight people do that don't they?)#but he beat bob up for insinuating they were #but then again what's a fucking wank between friends anyway???#brian epstein #john lennon #jb #quote #ref #m

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gatorgumz · 11 months ago

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My OC Shakir, reimagined for a Gotham AU. He's paired with Cass Cain, who I redesigned for said AU! Oh, and he is Catwoman's protégé

brunette boy is Janne, who belongs to @jasnyaontodd

#original character #dc universe #dcu #dc oc #cassandra cain #batgirl #cass cain #oc x canon #batman oc #batman #character design #character sheet

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greenlightbulbonawire · 8 months ago

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Misfits (yeah like the Arcane song)

LI.

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Summary: From the dark musty cell of Stillwater all the way to the very base of Firelights, but where to from there? Guess you'll just have to let fate lead you.

Author's note: I'm delivering another chapter! This one does focus more on internal processes though so you might find it sligtly boring. Also in the last chapter I did tell you this was gonna be the final chapter before I take a break because of season two, buuuuut I might post one more. Emphasis on might.

previous chapter: Fiftieth chapter

next chapter: Fifty second chapter

Masterlist (doesn't work properly)

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“So what were you doing while I was fixing this thing up?” The boy asked and handed you the repaired board from the ground. You grabbed it and held it under your arm as he started to clean up his tools. The memories of your little chats flashed through your mind while you processed his question. Your eyes widened and you pressed your lips into a thin line. “Ehh you know, not much, I just talked with Scar for a bit and then helped Lyra in the kitchen.” “Really? You helped to make dinner?” “Technically, mostly I just did what Lyra told me to do.” Ekko dusted his hands off and pushed himself up again, standing up in front of you. “You learn anything interesting?” “Honestly I wish I brought a notebook or something with me, I never knew that cooking was that… complex.” The corners of Ekkos mouth turned up and he let out a scoff, shaking his head slightly. “Yeah that does sound like Lyra.” The leader of the Firelights and your closest friend started to walk away, bringing you with him by grabbing your bicep, pulling you besides himself and then walking away.

You didn’t try to fight him in any way, having no reason to after all, and followed him out of the room. Ekko locked it when you both were on the other side of the doors and stretched his arms, before turning around and continuing to walk away with you at his side. The air was filled with silence, but it wasn’t the loud, obnoxious, awkward kind, there was calmness in this silence, comfort even. Like an unspoken understanding of the weight that rested on the shoulders of both of you. It was obvious what burned Ekko carried, being the leader of Firelights couldn’t be easy, the size of the responsibility he had put on himself being almost unimaginable to you, however what your weight was, you haven’t figured out, at least not yet.

You didn’t really pay attention to where he led you, you weren’t even trying to follow him consciously, you just did. When you finally snapped back into reality and took in your surroundings, the realisation of how dark it already was set in, and you couldn’t help but feel like it wasn’t dark this early just yesterday. “This is weird.” The silence was broken as you muttered a few words under your breath and Ekko turned his head to look at you. “What’s weird?” “Oh, I dunno, I just feel like it’s dark way too early I guess.” You replied, wondering if what you just said made even the tiniest bit of sense to someone who couldn't see into your head. “Well, yeah? The amount of daylight changes throughout the year. You didn’t know that?” Oh, so you were right, it was dark earlier!

“Well I guess it only makes sense when you spend your years growing up in Stillwater…” It never ceases to amaze you how little you actually knew about the real world. Spending time with Ekko and the Firelights did help a huge amount and if not for them, you’d probably be completely lost right now, but even if you spend all your days looking for things you didn’t know yet, there’d always be something to surprise you. “Hey, are you listening to me?” “Oh right yeah, sorry, I was just thinking, what were you saying?” Ekko chuckled a little and shook his head. It wasn’t the first time you’d done that, but he didn’t really mind, he actually found it quite amusing. “I was asking if you would like to come relax with me. You know what, saying it the second time didn’t really change the fact that it’s such a weird sentence to say out loud.” You giggled a little at his sentence, it sounded like something you’d usually say. Maybe it wasn’t just that his mannerism slightly rubbed off on you, but he himself gained some of your quirks. The brain is such a weird little thing.

“Of course I’d like to come relax with you.” Your reply came quicker this time and without Ekko having to repeat himself,as you were finally mentally present enough to process his question and create a proper response. “Cool, well, I’d suggest you go carefully put away your board, that I so kindly fixed for you. Again. And maybe put on something more comfortable? I don’t really know what you feel the best in, but I find it hard to believe it’s… whatever this is.” “I’m sorry, are you judging my outfit??” “Yeah you’d look better naked.” “WHAT.” “I’m just messing with you, go do your thing and then meet me on my balcony mhm?”

“Uh huh, yeahh.” Ekko continued up the stairs that you didn’t even know you were climbing, before you looked around just now, heading to his room and leaving you at the beginning of your balcony. You were absolutely baffled by what he just said to you, even if he was only kidding, it still made you feel a certain type of way. What the fuck did he mean you’d look better naked, ew. Ew? Vi has seen you naked so many times that you lost count and you never really cared about others seeing you too. It didn’t bother you to change in front of anyone when it came to it, I guess that’s what happens when… well you know the tale already, don’t make me repeat it again. So why did this throw you off so much?? “Why am I like this.”

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gratuiciel · 11 months ago

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"so long, my hero"

a tetta kisaki/takemichi hanagaki playlist

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track list and relevant lyrics under the cut

Epigone - Natsuko Nisshoku

if all it took to survive was enthusiasm, then anyone and everyone could be a hero

in order to protect, you'll have to take that leap

you won't reach for the sky just by stretching

THISKIDSNOTALRIGHT - AWOLNATION

i still don't know what i'm doing (fuck!)

Creep - Radiohead

you're so fucking special

i wish i was special

but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo

what the hell am i doing here?

i don't belong here

Tigerlily - La Roux

i know you better than this

i could be here when you call

i'll make you top of the list

You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring

there's something in your way and now someone is gonna pay

and if you can't get what you want, well it's all because of me

Domino Taoshi - Scop

it took a long time to set them up, didn't it?

but toppling them is the easiest thing, that's how human relationships are

Mr Brightside (Original Demo) - The Killers

jealousy, turning saints into the sea

swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis

Stalker's Tango - Autoheart

love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me more

than you possibly can

Grace Kelly (Acoustic) - MIKA

i could be wholesome i could be loathsome

guess i'm a little bit shy

why don't you like me? why don't you like me without making me try?

Anybody Else - Dom Fera

she said with friends like these who needs anybody else?

(You're The) Devil In Disguise - Elvis Presley

i thought that i was in heaven

but i was sure surprised

heaven help me, i didn't see

the devil in your eyes

The Pretender - Foo Fighters

what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays?

you're the pretender

what if i say i will never surrender?

Carry On - The Score & AWOLNATION

when the madness all around us starts to take its toll (i carry on)

it's a long dark winding road we're on

oh, i carry on

Penguins & Polarbears - Millencolin

so you got me up against the wall

and i'm only waiting for your fall

i'll get back on top and be carefree

it's not the end for me, no, it's not the end for me

Fireproof - The National

you keep a lot of secrets and i keep none

wish i could go back and keep some

Dancing With The Devil - Set It Off

you take your aim to point the blame

it's time we let it go

so save your lies, behind those eyes you're a devil in a disguise

La Camisa Negra - Juanes

what awful luck i had

on the day that i met you

Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down

i watched the world float to the dark side of the moon

after all i knew it had to be something to do with you

Are You Satisfied? - MARINA

high achiever don't you see?

baby nothing comes for free

they say i'm a control freak driven by a greed to succeed

nobody can stop me

Calling All Skeletons - Alkaline Trio

where did you go when the lights went black?

look what's become of me

i've grown to love your disappearing acts, do one more pretty please

Circus - Britney Spears

i'm like the ring leader, i call the shots

Immortals - Fall Out Boy

i'm still comparing your past to my future

it might be your wound but they're my sutures

Meimu Jealousy - Scop & Tsugumi Nagahara

i don't need your pity

just give me love

Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell - The Offspring

snake is in the grass while you're living in the past

say what you gonna do?

yeah what you gonna do?

Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliché - Escape The Fate

this blood on my hands is something i cannot forget

The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy

i'm gonna change you like a remix

then i'll raise you like a phoenix

Gladiator - Jann

is it everything and more than you were hoping for?

show us something we ain't never seen before

Rule #34 - Fish In A Birdcage

i have you strung

strung in my web

Sharks - Imagine Dragons

don't take it from me, i could be everything

Hatef--k - The Bravery

the only thing that i ask

love me mercilessly

Beggin' - Måneskin

i need you to understand

tried so hard to be your man

the kind of man you want in the end

only then can i begin to live again

Lay All Your Love On Me - ABBA

don't go sharing your devotion

lay all your love on me

The Sharpest Lives - My Chemical Romance

you're the one that i need

i'm the one that you loathe

RUNRUNRUN - Dutch Melrose

oh there she go, losing my head

say you'll love me to death

cause i will

Lonely Together - Avicii & Rita Ora

i might hate myself tomorrow

but i'm on my way tonight

Head Is Not My Home - MS MR

hard to believe

you could cause me harm

this could cause me harm

Numb - MARINA

i can't breathe and i can't smile

this better be worth my while

Karakuri Pierrot - 40mP & Asamakku

i am the pierrot you want me to be

pull my strings as you see fit

Admit Defeat - Bastille

you're the only voice in my head

i can hear you speaking louder than i'm thinking

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Måneskin

because i'm the devil who's searching for redemption

Pseudo-Hope Syndrome - DECO*27

you can let it all out if you want

if that's what will make you feel better

let's dilute today with tears

how many times has it been so far?

Ce Que L'on S'aime - Tryo

and we were the first ones surprised to be reaping what we sow

(here "what we sow/ce que l'on sème" is a wordplay that can also be read as "how much we love each other")

Strawberry Blond - Mitski

i love everybody because i love you

Company Calls Epilogue - Death Cab For Cutie

i'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings

on your wedding, your wedding, your wedding day

#tokrev #tokyo revengers #kisatake #good god this took a long time to make #might add songs later on if i find some that fit #kisatake playlist #stuff i made #there's a chronological order of sorts to these songs #some have a bad toman feel while others are more final timeline oriented u know what i mean #of course the last one is about the wedding lol

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harlothane · 9 months ago

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OCEAN SOUL / (Another) Theon fanmix, now in semi chronological order!

>> Listen

Track List

01. wrong - depeche mode

(there's something wrong with me chemically // something wrong with me inherently // the wrong mix // in the wrong genes // i reached the wrong ends // by the wrong means)

02. you don't own me - tamino

(you may keep me in // in between your walls // ban me from traveling // and tell me not to sing // and you may have your thoughts // a sketch of who I am // a notion you've conceived // a sight you want to see // but you don't know me)

03. i am terrified - iamx

(i am terrified, I think too much // i get emotional when I drink too much // i buy every cry, 'cause I don't trust)

04. lookatme - jann

(never seen a boy like him // so cute and polite // better keep him humble // cuz he might wanna learn to bite // i knew already // my life was gon be heavy // but nothing could prepare me for this // i lived for validation // i met your expectations)

05. isolation – peter gundry

06. hated – yungblud

(you gotta hit rock bottom to live through // all the shit nobody believes // you're gonna hurt some people, but first // some people will thrist on watching you bleed)

07. when a dead man walks - lacuna coil

08. cough syrup - young the giant

(living in their cage // living in their cage // they're killing me)

09. insomniac - amber run

(if I could find a way to see this straight // i'd run away, to some fortune that // i should have found // by now)

10. no one is here to sleep - naughty boy, bastille

(are you lost // are you lost // are you lost // are you lost)

(i'll never catch up with you, with you // oh i can feel them coming // here's the pride before the fall / oh your eyes they show it all)

12. frank's death - john murphy

11. the unforgiven III - metallica

(how can i be lost if i got nowhere to go // search for seas of old / how come it's got so cold)

13. nuclear - mike oldfield

(i'm breaking up inside // a heart of broken glass // defiled // deep in side // the abandoned child)

14. who will save you now - les friction

(i will not take from you and you will not owe // i will protect you from the fire below // alone with this vision // alone and blind // go tell the world i'm still alive)

15. fools like us - emilie simon

(you state the rules // you know the players and the players play it cool // but you can't complain // you can't make a fuss // there's only one turn of the cards for fools like us)

17. pulling a thread - kerry muzzey

16. ocean soul - nightwish

(crying for me was never worth a tear // my lonely soul is only filled with fear // long hours of loneliness // between me and the sea // losing emotion // finding devotion // should i dress in white and search the sea // as i always wished to be - one with the waves)

#theon greyjoy #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #the solution to all my problems is to make a fanmix #valyrianscrolls

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honeydais · 1 year ago

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Hey friends! I returned a month later and brought for you a list of songs with which I associate the characters.

And with it you can determine my favorite characters :)

Jeff Woods ( Jeff the killer)— Psychosocial (Slipknot)

Americano ( Lady Gaga)

Lights out ( MSI )

Enemy ( Imagine dragons)

Liu Woods - Hayloft II (Mother Mother);

GOSSIP ( Måneskin )

Replay ( Lady Gaga )

Two birds (Regina Spector)

Lira Rogers - Looking at me ( Sabrina Carpenter )

Jane Richardson ( Jane the killer )- Telephone (Lady Gaga)

Bloody Mary ( Lady Gaga)

Bad girls ( M. I. A. )

She wants me dead ( Cazzette i AronChupa )

Jane Arkensaw - Genesis (Grimes)

The mess you made ( AJA )

Nina Hopkins ( Nina the killer ) - Mamma Mia (HUGEL)

Vicious ( Bohnes )

Criminal ( Britney Spears )

Take your shirt off ( Millionaires )

Toxic ( Britney Spears)

Nina Hopkins(new) - Toy ( Netta Barzilai )

Slumber party ( Ashnikko )

Troublemaker ( Olly Murs )

Jack Nairas ( Eyeless Jack)- HURT ( 1 800 PAIN )

Ate my heart (Lady Gaga)

Valentino ( Olly Alexander )

Devil town ( Cavetown )

Mama ( My Chemical Romance)

Benjamin Lauman ( Ben drowned )- That That ( PSY )

Don't try sucide ( QUEEN )

Tobias Rogers ( Ticci Toby )- My alcoholic friends ( The Dresden Dolls )

Teenagers (My Chemical Romance)

Mama's boy (Dominic Fike)

Blow ( Kesha )

Natalie Ouellet ( Clockwork )- People I don't like (Upsahl)

NO ( Meghan Trainor )

Haunted house ( neoni )

Seventeen ( Marina and the diamonds)

Tim Wright - GRRRLS (Aviva)

Older ( Isabel Larosa )

House of memories ( Panic! at the disco)

Brian Thomas - Guys don't like me ( It Boys )

Don't trust me ( 3OH!3 )

Kate Millens (Haze) - She homeless (Creep - P)

Helen Otis ( Bloody painter)- dump dump (mazie)

yes & no ( Paige Duddy )

She likes a boy ( Nxdia )

Dina Angela Clark ( Judge Angel )- Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land ( Marina )

Mary on a cross ( Ghost)

Bloody Mary ( Lady Gaga)

Jonathan Blake ( The Puppeteer)- Drunk-Dazed ( ENHYPEN )

Lost in the fire ( Gesaffelstein )

Look what you made me do (Taylor Swift)

EYES ON ME ( asteria)

Ann Luzen Mia ( Nurse Ann ) - Take a hint (Elizabeth Gillies and Victoria Justice)

Sweet dreams ( Eurythmics)

Primadonna ( Marina )

Emra Amelia Aldridge - Dance to forget (TryHardNinja)

Cake ( Melanie Martinez )

Oh no! ( Marina and the diamonds)

Material girl ( Madonna)

Zero - Hole-Dwelling

Hermit the frog ( Marina and the diamonds)

Jason Meyer ( Jason the toymaker )- DARKSIDE ( neoni )

Super Psycho Love ( Simon Curtis)

Sexy dr_g ( Falling in Reverse)

Jealously, jealously ( Olivia Rodrigo)

Louis Vuitton Body Bag ( Jeffree Star )

Laughing Jack - Lonely (Palaye Royale)

Happy face (Jagwar Twin)

Backstabber ( Kesha )

Bad feeling ( Jagwar Twin )

Laughing Jill - Lone Digger (Caravan palace)

What are you watching for? (Gwen Stefani)

Applause ( Lady Gaga)

Maniac ( Michael Sembello )

Shoot him down! ( Alice Francis)

Candy Pop - HIP ( mamamoo )

Nathan Nobody - Gladiator ( Jann )

Beautiful is boring ( BONES UK )

Mammamia ( maneskin )

Sally Williams - Who is she? (I Monster)

Dollhouse ( Melanie Martinez)

Tag, You're it (Melanie Martinez)

Lazari Natalie Svong - I hate my mom ( GRLwood )

Lucille Tiffany Greatfield( Lulu ) - Tag, You're it (Melanie Martinez)

How do you sleep? ( AJA )

Slenderman - I didn't find the right song

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clarkes-and-god · 2 years ago

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"Iva? What's wrong?"

"It's just so hard, and I'm going to have to do it forever and ever and ever until I die and then I'm probably going to go to Hell because I'm not doing it good enough and I bet I'll still be doing it in Hell because I hate it so much."

"Do what? I mean, I think whatever it is you won't have to do it forever, I don't think anything really happens forever, like-"

"Stop talking! You're a boy, it's not the same. You don't have to do anything forever. I do, it's not fair. You get to go to the library or go fishing and do fun stuff. I have to help Mom all day, and then when I'm older I have to get married and it will be even worse because no one will help me!"

"Oh, right, erm, do you want to talk about it? I didn't really know that upset you so much."

"Jannes, it's awful! I get up and I have to help Moselle eat her breakfast, and it's gross. She gets food everywhere and it's all slimy and chewed and touching it makes me want to throw up, but I have to clean it all up or it's more work for Dassy and Beth. And Dad and Natan always complain if their breakfast isn't cooked right, and they're so annoying and it's already so noisy that sometimes I want to slap them. But if I'm not smiley, Mom yells at me for having an attitude, so I can't tell them to stop or anything. And then all day I have to try do my homeschool but the baby is always crying or the little ones need me to help them with their work, or Moselle wants me to play with her. She's so clingy, I hate it, she's always touching me with her little sticky hands. So then Mom and Dad think I'm dumb because I suck at homeschool, and they tell me off for it. And then when Dad gets home, Mom makes me work out with her because I'm fat, and she doesn't let me eat too much in case I gain weight, so I'm always hungry. She says it's important so I'm pretty and I can get a husband, but if I try wear pretty clothes or do my hair nice then I get yelled at because that's too pretty and it's vain and leading men into sin. So I just do nothing right! And Dassy and Beth do everything right, and they're always really happy to do it, and they're skinny and not leading men into sin. I'm never going to be good like them, so I'm going to marry some awful man like Uncle Tobias who's really mean and he'll probably hit me because I'll be a bad wife. And then I'll probably have all these horrid sticky children who just won't leave me alone!"

"You're not bad! Please don't say all those nasty things about yourself, they're not true, I swear. You're not dumb, and you're not fat, and you're not vain. You know, sometimes I read books at the library that I'm not meant to, and there's all sorts of cool things in them. I think you'd like all the stuff they say you can do in those books more than what Mom says you can do. Like, space is cool, and dinosaurs, and especially Jurassic Park. They make dinosaurs in that! And they have magazines like Vogue, I think you would like that one. It's got lots of clothes in it, and there's lots of women in it who have actual jobs. I think the lady on the copy I saw was a makeup artist for movie stars."

"But I'm still here and I can't be a makeup artist, even though it sounds cool! Dad would kill me, he'd say that it's not what God wants for women, and it's a sin."

"I mean, I don't think God would want you to be sad and running around after sticky children forever. And there's lots of Christians who think women should have jobs if they want. I read a textbook about Christianity, and there's lots of views. Mom and Dad might be wrong, it's not like Dad's Jesus."

"I mean, that's true. I actually think they're wrong quite a lot. Like, what boy is gonna notice when I do my hair different? Boys don't notice that! Maybe when I'm older I can do something so I can go away and not have a mean husband and gross kids."

"Only if you take me with you! Dad won't let me be a scientist because then I'd have to tell him he's wrong about most of the things he teaches in church. You know, the science in the books at the library is completely different to the homeschool science. Like, dinosaurs didn't live with humans, apart from in Jurassic Park, and Jurassic Park is pretend. I'm going to take you to the library with me so I can show you, and I'll show you Vogue. But I'm not going to go on my own, ok? I don't want Mom to be mean to you when I'm not there."

"That's really nice, thank you. I know we're supposed to like all our siblings equally, but you're my favourite brother."

"Well, you're my favourite sister."

#iva #jannes #fundie sims #quiverfull sims #fundie snark #fundie simblr #modest sims #satire #homeschool sims

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hotbowlofstew · 11 months ago

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🎵OC Song Tag

Thank you my lovely sister @awritingcaitlin for the tag!

Rules: share a song to describe your character and a song they’d love

I'm doing this with my ffxiv OCs first (minus a few, since they dont have many songs in mind for them) and foremost. At the very least, until I get more figured out for some of my other stories lol.

I do not have anyone in mind to tag! So if you see this and you feel inclined to do it, feel free! Say you were tagged by me if you want!

«Alidae»

describes her - Hero by Blossom

Put your faith in me, but I want to be honest I'm losing my patience And I'm losing myself Someone rescue me, I need help, 'cause… Maybe, I'm not fit to be a hero But I'll try But I'll try

she'd like - It's Too Late to Beg For Mercy by Starship Amazing

this song is completely instrumental. it's dance/electronic i purely think she wouldn't really like to listen to a lot of songs with lyrics, since they would distract her too much from her work.

«T'lyr»

describes him - Gladiator by Jann

Is it everything and more than you were hoping for? Now show us something we ain't never seen before Smash your competition, baby Show us some good entertainment Victory's your only payment Gladiator, gladiator

he'd like - Caleb Trask by The Crane Wives

So you got bad in your blood Brother, you're one of us So you got bad in your blood How long you gonna wait for those azaleas to bud?

«Raana»

describes her - Rule #9 Child of the Stars by Fish in a Birdcage

You are a child of the stars Shout what has been unsung Open all the doors around you Use the powеr in your lungs I could only lead you so far I believе in who you are

she'd like - Maria by AlicebanD

I somehow know a song's a song And singing never fed the world But singing never felt so good Oh, my Maria Oh, my Maria I don't really wanna go, go, go Go, go, go

«Koren»

describes him - Tip Toes by half alive

I'm on my tip toes, trying to see past my ego Reaching for something more than This feeling of being important Leaving my heart behind, it's bleeding But still my pride is screaming My future will listen to me

he'd like - I Don't Care by Fall Out Boy

I don't care what you think As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness in misery

«Sthallona»

describes her - Hell, Well by Broken at Best

This captain goes down Only to bring this ship back up I've pulled that weight before And its never been enough

she'd like - Millie Warm the Kettle by Rabbitology

Catch me walking with the ghosts again Must be on that double dose, depends Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands In Michigan, the lakes all darken Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens Roots drag marsh/harsh over the floor, levelin’ Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens Like exhaling, it never еnds

«A'vhea»

describes her - Nunemaker's Parable by Everybody's Worried About Owen

He said: One home burned down, one fell apart One met a flood, and one was nothing from the start Weapons build against me, well they all seem to fail But weapons built against my home They always will prevail

she'd like - Dear Arkansas Daughter by Lady Lamb

As my love for you dies As my love for you dies As my love for you is steadily dying As sharp and serious as a pistol in the eye

#and were gonna call it there!#this is missing touya and sarangerel but again #they dont have many songs picked for them so #damnedverse #tag game #ffxiv #wol posting #alidae mendica #t'lyr kho #koren cadoret #raana cadoret #sthallona dhemskyltwyn #a'vhea vahni

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firemenenthusiast · 11 months ago

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Really crazy pitch imagine your dating jann and he's invited to a party and thw hole time he has a buttplug on that you turn from time to time IHHHHHHH

nothing is too crazy for this account but WOAH this is something new 😦😋

warnings: 18+, sub! jann, use of buttplug, edging, grammar cuz i wrote this in like 10mins

oh my god this is such a crazy thought but i can see him and reader has explored many things in their sex life especially toys. he loves using vibrators on reader and being tied up BUT he particularly lovees stuffing his tight hole with a butt plug. its gives him some sort of edge to his pleasure but you guys have never tried a remote butt plug before. so when you whispered in his ears while your hands gently caress his chest, telling him that you would like him to wear one of his plug tonight at the party he got very excited. what a freak. he thinks of it as a way of you claiming him in a room full of people where the both of you would probably be separated to talk to other people. the plug reminds him that even standing at the far opposite from each other, he’s still yours, and you have control over him at all times. he had no idea that the brand new matte plug you bought for him was remote controlled, so he gladly stuffed it in, whining and moaning at the feeling. oh and you made him put it in front of you too, to make sure that it’s placed snugged in his hole, and there was no way for him to cheat his way out. he thought it was gonna be another night out with you with a butt plug up his ass, where he was gonna end up being fucked good when the both of you get home but boy was he wrong. you were really excited to try the control out you had to contain yourself as he drove to the party. you had him believe that he’s gonna be alright, just chatting up with everyone normally even with the fact that he had a plug up his ass. he’s really good at covering it too, but let’s just see how he’s gonna do when it starts vibrating.

you had your eyes on him all the time without him knowing. casually talking with the people there with your body always facing to his direction, closely watching how he’s laughing, and telling stories without a single clue. just when you thought he’s having too much fun without you, you pull out your phone to click on the app controlling the plug. you thought of putting it at maximum setting at once but you weren’t gonna do that, were you ? he’s your good boy, so no. instead, you put it at the lowest setting possible, just to give him a little buzz, enough to make him furrow his eyebrows in confusion. you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle from afar. you saw him clear his throat before slowly swiping up on the app, increasing the speed before quickly decreasing it back to the lowest setting. again, his eyebrows furrowed, accompanied with a choked out sentence. he looked pretty composed to you, given the situation. but you just know he’s trying his best, cuz his hole is really sensitive. humming to yourself, your thumb play at the settings on the screen, just waiting for the time. before he knows it you were dragging your thumb all the way to the top quick, pressing down at the settings so it would lock.

“fuck—!” you heard a familiar voice exclaim, knowing that it was jann, a wide grin plastered across your face.

he’s crouched over, one hand grabbing at one of his friends shoulder, another clutching at the fabric of his sweatshirt. you nearly laughed out loud at his reaction. his tight hole is now buzzing really hard, the butt plug protruding his muscles, dangerously close to his prostate. he offered that cute little supressed smile to his concerned looking friends before excusing himself. his knees were weak, bending over the other, clenching down hard to keep him from arching his back, and just burst into uncontrollable moans. he was seen frantically searching for something before his eyes set on yours. he looked at you for a second and just knew. sighing, he shut his eyes for a moment, struggling to gain some strength to walk over to you, to beg you to please stop or the whole room will know. walking over, you could see the growing bulge on his crotch. it was subtle, but you know he’s growing hard from the buzzing that’s teasing his prostate. told you he’s sensitive, a lil teasing on his hole and he’ll get embarrassingly hard. sometimes he’ll even cum quickly. seeing him walk over to you, you put on your concerned innocent face.

“hey- hey, jann what’s wrong baby hm ?” you pretended to ask, trying really hard to contain the giggle you wanted to let out.

“please— oh my god please,,” he pleads, thin layer of sweat covering his temple. he looked up at you, his eyes teary and a little red from how hard he was holding it in

grabbing your hand, his fingers clammy and cold as he desperately claws for you to do something, with the butt plug still on the maximum setting. from what you’ve tested after it arrived, the maximum setting is really strong. if it wasn’t for the loudness of the party one could easily hear the buzzing sound coming from his hole.

“please turn it down, m’sorry- m’sorry,” he’s crouched over in front of you, hands clutching at yours as his knees struggle to keep him up straight. he begged and pleaded, saying sorry for no reason. he just thought that it would make it stop. seeing him like that, you turn on your phone to the app again, dragging the setting down, earning a sigh from him.

“oh, thank you- thank you, thank you mama” you smile at the pet name he let out, he must be really lightheaded for it to come out. the setting is now at low, just nice for a little buzzing around his rim. catching his breath, he’s now able to straighten his back for a little but the bulge didn’t stop growing. knowing him, the tip of his cock must’ve turned a nice shade of red from the stimulation.

“im sorry baby, are you okay ?” you reached up to his temple to wipe the sweat off his skin, the surface hot and sticky. your eyes searched into his, carefully offering some sort of comfort. as he settled himself he let out a small laugh

“i didn’t- why didn’t you tell me ?” his fingers were now intertwined with yours, he had a firm hold of you

“wanted it to be a suprise..” you responded, giving him the most innocent look, purposefully showing him doe-like eyes with a little pout on your bottom lips. he couldn’t help but smile at your little action. how does he fall for this every time ? he rolled his eyes before pulling you into his arms

“take me home, please” he pleaded, hiding his hard on by pulling you in front of his body, his length poking your ass. you chuckle at his words as the both of you squeeze yourselves through the sea of people, knowing that this will continue at the comfort of your home.

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