#joe and ariana

[snowvies]

Mr. Badgley

Penn Badgley x Fem!Reader

summary: you can't stop thinking about your married piano teacher, Mr. Badgley. and one day he slides under the instrument to show you how much he's been thinking about you too.

wc: 1k

cw: age gap (reader 19, Penn late thirties), cheating, piano teacher x student, pussy eating, fingering, female masturbation

Sundays are your favorite days, especially ones like this when the clouds hang low with a murky swirl in the sky. You're nineteen, and college is kicking your ass but you promised yourself you wouldn't think about the papers due when you're here, at Mr. Badgley's house.

You found his ad on craigslist, piano lessons..fifty bucks an hour you would've scrolled past it until you saw him, and his family. You felt safer in a random man's house when his wife and newborn baby were in the same room with you. So you started going there, ever since your freshman year.

Your raggedy car rolllsss to stop and you get out to see the lonely house, picked apart to be perfect, not a single thing out of place... except yourself.

His wife answers the door a few minutes after knocking, the cold biting your bare legs as you run in for warmth, completely missing her scowl at your lack of kicking the mat with your dirty boots.

Mr. Badgley offers you a warm smile, hair combed perfectly, sweater ironed and pants straight like every weekend. His eyes always look a little empty when you come. His wife jingles her keys around her finger as she readjusts the baby on her hip

"I'm going out, be done when I'm home" the same line. Every week. You smile her way but she doesn't pay mind to it, leaving you and her husband to play. you turn to Mr. Badgley but he's already walking to the connecting living room of the tiny house, sitting on the worn bench as he slides the fallboard up.

You sit next to him as he wears an excited smile, when he's like this, playing with you, it doesn't seem orchestrated by his wife. Every move he makes is analyzed by her, except this. The only reason he's allowed to do this is because they needed the extra money.

"Let's start where we left off last week, yes?" he asked and you nodded, you inhaled the mixture of musk and old books that surrounded the pianist as he began the background cords. his eyes are on you, they shine as his spine relaxes into the music and you begin your part. fingers dancing over keys as you try to remember the pattern

Your eyes squeezed shut once you messed the keys up. He smiles softly and lets a laugh out of his nose at your reaction

"Like this," his larger palm rests on top of yours as he guides your fingers, you nod and try again.

Soon enough an hour passes and you both rise from the bench and you dig into your purse for the fifty bucks you crumpled into it this morning, but, warm hands slide on top of your shoulder and the older man shakes his head.

"No need" he grins and tries to send you off but you insist, grabbing the money but he pushes you out the door.

"I will not have you pay for something that I enjoy just as much, Y/n, have a lovely week" The door softly shuts and you're left stunned.

.

You roll around your dorm bed, restless as the man's words keep ringing in your head. Why didn't he let you pay?

Maybe you're being dramatic. But it isn't like the Badgleys are set either.

You shut your eyes in a huff, suffocating yourself in the pillow under you as you replay the keys in an attempt to lull you asleep

But it isn't just the keys you're thinking about...

It's how his hand guided yours, it's how he looked at you when it was your part to play, it's his scent, it's his being. It's driving you mad.

You arch your back slowly, fingers sliding down your body until you get to your aching core. slick-filled fingers rubbing yourself at the thought of your teacher's hands touching you, grabbing you, loving you.

You moan into the pillow, legs shaking as you cream around your fingers, the thought of him drives you wild.

So just how will you act the next time you see him?

.

Before you know it, it's Sunday and you're back at the Badgleys, with his wife announcing her departure and the formal greetings of you and your teacher, you're back at that bench, side by side.

He starts the cords, and you follow trying to calm your shaking legs as you think about what fueled you that night. You couldn't even look him in the eyes this session.

His hand softly squeezes your bare thigh and you look back at the man.

"You're completely off" he informs you and you don't think your face could get redder.

"I-I'm so sorry...let's try again" you panic but his thumb rubs loving circles on your flesh.

"You usually think the world ends when you mess up, but you kept playing this time, you're mind is somewhere else Ms. Y/n."

"Sorry Mr. Badgley" you murmur

"Talk to me, get it off your chest so we can get back to playing" he smiles and you nod slowly

"...Why didn't you let me pay last time?" you ask, he stops for a moment as the hand on your thigh now rests on his face as he thinks for a moment.

"I just feel like, something so pleasurable shouldn't be bought," he says above a whisper and you feel your entire face glow, and he must have noticed with how he laughs.

"Not those pleasures, Ms. Y/n" he smiles and you don't think you've ever been so embarrassed. But when his laughter stops, his eyes swirl softly into something darker, in that moment you feel exposed to every thought as he eyes you.

He stands, hands finding your shoulders

"Keep playing"

You take a shaky breath as your thighs begin to shake once more, fingers finding the keys as you start the song

"Good," he whispers, his scents overwhelming you now as you feel almost dizzy while playing, you barely notice how he slips under the piano.

"Mr. Badgley, what are you doing?" you gasp as his dark brown eyes gaze up at you

"Keep.playing" he says sternly, and with a swallow, you keep going

He kisses your knees and you feel yourself sticking to your panties as he spreads them apart.

He has a wife. He has a kid. What are you doing?

"You're doing great" he huffs, kissing your thighs, you squeeze your eyes shut for a moment as his fingers dance up to your panties.

He pulls them down slowly, your wetness sticking to the fabric before they are lost in his pockets

Your bare pussy is in front of your teacher's face as he rubs up and down your thighs taking a shaky breath in

You slam the keys as his tongue licks up your pussy, he moans into you before forcing you to scoot closer into his face, his hands wrapping around your ass as he slurps and moans at your cunt.

"Mr.- fuck" you cry, hands climbing to try and stop your moans as your hips buck up to hump his face

"You taste so so good" he groans, making out with your pussy as he sucks at your clit just to tongue fuck your hole

Hot tears flow down your face as he stares up at you, watching you come undone for him.

You shake around him, orgasm approaching closer with every lick, he sucks on your slit before adding a long finger to your hole. You throw your head back as he fingers you, flicking his tongue relentlessly as his finger curls inside you.

You feel him whine and moan against your pussy, and when you look down you see him gripping and grabbing at his hard-on as he eats you out. You cry as that sends you over and you cum around his finger

You're panting as he curls his fingers a few more times before shoving it into his mouth and licking you clean, you're shaking and wide-eyed as hair sticks to your face and he crawls out from under the piano

Right, weren't you two supposed to be playing right now? Isn't his wife about to be home and he's sucking his fingers because they still taste like you?

He helps you off the bench and you stare into the stained cushion but he turns your chin to him before kissing you deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue before breaking it off with a simple

"My wife is on her way...see you in our next session Ms. Y/n"

And you can't wait for next Sunday.

an: lmk how obvious it is idk anything about pianos. This is based on a dream I had last night 😵‍💫🖤 I hope you liked it <333

[laurenluvss]

i need them both 💕

[icallhimjoey]

“you are cordially invited to our engagement party”

[lolelole]

Drink your milk🥛❤️‍🔥

[mcyt-rarepair-tournament]

[justamagicalpurpleshark]

Hermitcraft! Band AU

Gotta say, the hermits' musical sides have really fostered this Hermits & Friends! Band AU I have in my head.

Like hear me out:

Gem & The Scotts are already a rock band (say they get invited to join the HermitBand™ collective or smt)

Impulse and Joel at the drumms

Xisuma composes and plays the guitar

Etho on the note blocks (because Minecraft)

Zed on the creeper explosions (wait... what?)

Oli for a piano and vocals

Joe writes music and has his sister Quinn as a guest performer

Ren on the guitar too

Ariana Grianda singing

Ren invites his brother Jono as a guest composer (and feat.)

Welsknight and Helsknight are the singing/rapping duo

The HermitBand™ had a big fight a few years ago but they resolved it with a disstrack (S6 Civil War "Hermit Gang")

Their music is distributed by Beefy Tunes Record Company

Mumbo is their Music Video cinematographer

[stargirii]

yes or noooo?1?!11!!1

joe goldberg smut? maybe a "you just walked in on me killing someone for you but lets fuck" typa scene?

[the-lesbian-orpheus]

I already got emotional with scars video and a lot of grains ep but I genuinely teared up over this clip

This man pulls weirdly emotional shit every season and I love him for it but also wtf is wrong with him because I’m even sadder now

The clip has spoilers for Grians hc9 finale btw

🥲

If I could finish single drawings in less than a month I’d make a lil comic of the clip lol

See you all in season 10

[uniqueearthquaketimetravel]

All about yesterday's Academy Museum Gala✨

[least-transmcytshowdown]

Joe Hills:

Submitted for: Hermitcraft

Headcanons: Unlabeled, any pronouns

Propaganda: Uses any pronouns irl

Ariana Griande

Submitted for: Hermitcraft

Headcanons: Trans woman, she/her

[motherofplatypus]

From baby beheaded by bombs to children burned alive by bombs. Committed by israel, funded by US government.

You still want to be silent? Go ahead! Be complicit in this genocide, and you'll see where you would've stand when the Nazi committed the Holocaust.

[gossipandglamour]

2024 academy museum gala

[poisonmexicanagirl]

“Neutralize every man in sight…”

Name: Ariana Mederos (NOT MY ACTUAL NAME!)

Age: 20 

Born: 1965

Aliases: Ariana "The Weirdo" Mederos, Ari, Gigglez

Ethnic BG: Mexican-Spaniard-Native American

Faceclaim: Jay Roxxx 

Figure: Curvy hourglass shaped body, wide ribcage, somewhat broad shoulders, all-natural, some tattoos on her, 5’4”, 176 pounds, medium assets, some “chocolate chip” marks on her. 

Voice: She didn’t have a very feminine voice, a couple octaves low. Hard, sharp, smokey. Tomboyish.  Married to: @eddiexmunson, my white chocolate papi 🫦🥰😮‍💨😘💋

Relationship w/ significant other Eddie Munson: Eddie “The Freak” Munson and Ariana “The Weirdo” Mederos, Hawkins most hated duo. They have been best friends since kindergarten and got married before their last year of school started, both of them taking senior year in 1986 for the third and last time. The two had the same souls in two different bodies with different minds that controlled their cynical souls. They’re inseparable, nothing could ever break them even if it was the worst things imaginable. Everyone knew. Everyone knew the couldn’t be apart. They’d just find a way to get back. And everyone knew that she was his, and he was hers. It was just that obvious. They’ve been through thick and thin with each other from being reckless little kids to full grown adults that haven’t changed at all. While Eddie was more extroverted, Ari was more introverted.

Tattoos: colored Mexican flag on her right wrist, colored Spaniard flag on her left wrist, a skeleton hand on her right hand, three colored roses with leaves on the sides of her left bicep and right thigh, “Reina” behind her left ankle in a Old English font, “Eddie Munson’s girl” on her right ass cheek written by Eddie himself, heart and swirls tramp stamp, colored snake around a sword on her back, Eddie’s bite mark on the left side of her neck, matching bat tattoos on her left arm (Eddie’s bats but on the opposite arm), lion head on her left breast, “badass” on the back of her neck in a Old English font, random stars on her, random cheetah spots on her.

Piercings: Earrings and tongue piercing.

Personality: INTJ, dominant, badass, smart, blunt, overthinker, sweet, giggly, tough, brave, easily distracted, funny, proud, humble, cocky, stubborn, loud, optimistic, nonconforming, wise, stoner, intimidating, rbf, feisty, hot-headed, artistic, has hand tremors, epileptic, trad/romantic goth, metalhead, tomboy, sassy, creative, bilingual, sarcastic, bitter, loyal, quick-witted, stubborn, smart, a bit stupid, loving, comedic, badass, kickass, fast, proud, humble, cat lover, respectful, mature, responsible, a bit immature, dirty-minded, jokester, fool, fighter, talented, skillful, dreamer, passionate, loud, talkative, rambler, laid-back, understanding, judgemental, reserved, tough, reckless, crazy, protective, outsider, adventurous, cheerful, dedicated, curious, dramatic, exciting, enthusiastic, realist, empathetic, sympathetic, faithful, fair, “eat the rich, feed the poor”, alternative, weird, freak, firm, forgiving, friendly, gentle, generous, genuine, risk-taking, hardworking, humorous, imaginative, helpful, healthy, hearty, incorruptible, intuitive, logical, methodical, lyrical, observant, playful, sensitive, doubtful, selfless, insecure, clingy, needy, wants to be loved, trusting, trustworthy, warm, blushy, easily flustered and hates it, can kick your ass, vivacious, artful, amusing, ambitious, determined, high-spirited, nerdy, geek, hyper-fixated, stylish, argumentative, blunt, careless, childish, dirty, messy, misunderstood, obsessive, obnoxious, ridiculous, rowdy, silly.

Likes: @eddiexmunson my hubby my bae, weed, rock/metal music, drawing, making things, playing D&D, vampire things, red, black, animals, cats, snakes, lions, tattoos, sex, being reckless, cuddling, long walks, late night drives, summer, winter, nature, forests, swimming, smiling, laughing, good vibes, positivity, compliments, day dreaming, romance (it’s a secret), feeling wanted, feeling needed, soft love, sleeping, fantasy things, food, kissing, making out, clothes, concerts, rocking out, head-banging, dancing, fashion, helping, comedies, her culture, tattoos, talking, LOTR, fighting games, money, eating, fashion.

Dislikes: Forced conformity, racism, pop culture, mainstream things and trends, popular crowd, bullying, name calling, two-faced people, liars, having to do things alone, being pressured, bad odors, drama, hypocrites, studying, being lonely, people, crowded places, crying, being vulnerable, school, cheaters, annoying people, being sick, being drunk, beer, being pushed away, being ignored, weird kinks, anything that is really fucking weird, nasty shit. 

Residence: Hawkins, Indiana, Maple Street, 2542 Piney Wood Lane, East Point, Ga

Vehicle: 1987 Ford Ranger GT

Affiliation: Hellfire Club

Occupation: Tattoo artist with drug dealer Reefer Reggie (her parents weed dealer)

(Lazy) Summary: Ariana grew up in a pretty stable household but struggled to keep up with her bipolar mother and ex-alcoholic father with anger issues. She had 3 younger siblings and she was the oldest in her family. It was your average Mexican family but her mothers side was more white. She was the outcast like Eddie due to her loud voice and how she was very careless about a lot of things and sometimes it was about what lied in her blood. 

[sweetenerlvr]

Gianna Desorbo

“Your Artists favorite Artist”

───୨ৎ─────୨ৎ─────୨ৎ────୨ৎ───୨ৎ──

Joe Burrow

“Your Athletes favorite Athlete”

୨୧ Sweetener ୨୧

joe burrow x oc

one night stand into fwb into lovers

opposites attract

possessive x obsessive

afraid to commit x ready to commit

“I'm obsessive and I love too hard, Good at overthinking with my heart”

“they point out the colors in you, i see 'em too and boy i like 'em”

“Every look, every touch Makes me wanna give you my heart”

“Lately, I've been on a roller coaster. Tryna get a hold of my emotions”

“Ain't got no tears left to cry”

“I'm a girl with A whole lot of baggage”

“Spend more time with my friends I ain't worried 'bout nothin'”

“Ain't you ever seen a princess be a bad bitch?”

“Right now, l'm in a state of mind I wanna be in like all the time”

okay hiii this is my first ever time posting on tumblr or even writing so i hope it doesn’t suck ass but i’m so so excited to publish this i think it’s really good. I will post more details later!!!

[cosmic-giraffe]

Well, tonight I watched Jurassic Park 1993 again for the 500th time, whereas it was my sister's first time, and I absolutely loved experiencing it for the first time through her eyes.

I did cry at Alan and the kids again and fangirled whenever Ellie so much as breathed on-screen, and it's still shocking to me just how much this movie affects me even after literal hundreds of watches in my lifetime 💛💛💛💛

[sugarcandydoll]

guyss the new ari music video is sooo good ♡🙊💓