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How I ditched streaming services and learned to love Linux: A step-by-step guide to building your very own personal media streaming server (V2.0: REVISED AND EXPANDED EDITION)

This is a revised, corrected and expanded version of my tutorial on setting up a personal media server that previously appeared on my old blog (donjuan-auxenfers). I expect that that post is still making the rounds (hopefully with my addendum on modifying group share permissions in Ubuntu to circumvent 0x8007003B "Unexpected Network Error" messages in Windows 10/11 when transferring files) but I have no way of checking. Anyway this new revised version of the tutorial corrects one or two small errors I discovered when rereading what I wrote, adds links to all products mentioned and is just more polished generally. I also expanded it a bit, pointing more adventurous users toward programs such as Sonarr/Radarr/Lidarr and Overseerr which can be used for automating user requests and media collection.

So then, what is this tutorial? This is a tutorial on how to build and set up your own personal media server using Ubuntu as an operating system and Plex (or Jellyfin) to not only manage your media, but to also stream that media to your devices both at home and abroad anywhere in the world where you have an internet connection. Its intent is to show you how building a personal media server and stuffing it full of films, TV, and music that you acquired through indiscriminate and voracious media piracy various legal methods will free you to completely ditch paid streaming services. No more will you have to pay for Disney+, Netflix, HBOMAX, Hulu, Amazon Prime, Peacock, CBS All Access, Paramount+, Crave or any other streaming service that is not named Criterion Channel. Instead whenever you want to watch your favourite films and television shows, you’ll have your own personal service that only features things that you want to see, with files that you have control over. And for music fans out there, both Jellyfin and Plex support music streaming, meaning you can even ditch music streaming services. Goodbye Spotify, Youtube Music, Tidal and Apple Music, welcome back unreasonably large MP3 (or FLAC) collections.

On the hardware front, I’m going to offer a few options catered towards different budgets and media library sizes. The cost of getting a media server up and running using this guide will cost you anywhere from $450 CAD/$325 USD at the low end to $1500 CAD/$1100 USD at the high end (it could go higher). My server was priced closer to the higher figure, but I went and got a lot more storage than most people need. If that seems like a little much, consider for a moment, do you have a roommate, a close friend, or a family member who would be willing to chip in a few bucks towards your little project provided they get access? Well that's how I funded my server. It might also be worth thinking about the cost over time, i.e. how much you spend yearly on subscriptions vs. a one time cost of setting up a server. Additionally there's just the joy of being able to scream "fuck you" at all those show cancelling, library deleting, hedge fund vampire CEOs who run the studios through denying them your money. Drive a stake through David Zaslav's heart.

On the software side I will walk you step-by-step through installing Ubuntu as your server's operating system, configuring your storage as a RAIDz array with ZFS, sharing your zpool to Windows with Samba, running a remote connection between your server and your Windows PC, and then a little about started with Plex/Jellyfin. Every terminal command you will need to input will be provided, and I even share a custom #bash script that will make used vs. available drive space on your server display correctly in Windows.

If you have a different preferred flavour of Linux (Arch, Manjaro, Redhat, Fedora, Mint, OpenSUSE, CentOS, Slackware etc. et. al.) and are aching to tell me off for being basic and using Ubuntu, this tutorial is not for you. The sort of person with a preferred Linux distro is the sort of person who can do this sort of thing in their sleep. Also I don't care. This tutorial is intended for the average home computer user. This is also why we’re not using a more exotic home server solution like running everything through Docker Containers and managing it through a dashboard like Homarr or Heimdall. While such solutions are fantastic and can be very easy to maintain once you have it all set up, wrapping your brain around Docker is a whole thing in and of itself. If you do follow this tutorial and had fun putting everything together, then I would encourage you to return in a year’s time, do your research and set up everything with Docker Containers.

Lastly, this is a tutorial aimed at Windows users. Although I was a daily user of OS X for many years (roughly 2008-2023) and I've dabbled quite a bit with various Linux distributions (mostly Ubuntu and Manjaro), my primary OS these days is Windows 11. Many things in this tutorial will still be applicable to Mac users, but others (e.g. setting up shares) you will have to look up for yourself. I doubt it would be difficult to do so.

Nothing in this tutorial will require feats of computing expertise. All you will need is a basic computer literacy (i.e. an understanding of what a filesystem and directory are, and a degree of comfort in the settings menu) and a willingness to learn a thing or two. While this guide may look overwhelming at first glance, it is only because I want to be as thorough as possible. I want you to understand exactly what it is you're doing, I don't want you to just blindly follow steps. If you half-way know what you’re doing, you will be much better prepared if you ever need to troubleshoot.

Honestly, once you have all the hardware ready it shouldn't take more than an afternoon or two to get everything up and running.

(This tutorial is just shy of seven thousand words long so the rest is under the cut.)

Step One: Choosing Your Hardware

Linux is a light weight operating system, depending on the distribution there's close to no bloat. There are recent distributions available at this very moment that will run perfectly fine on a fourteen year old i3 with 4GB of RAM. Moreover, running Plex or Jellyfin isn’t resource intensive in 90% of use cases. All this is to say, we don’t require an expensive or powerful computer. This means that there are several options available: 1) use an old computer you already have sitting around but aren't using 2) buy a used workstation from eBay, or what I believe to be the best option, 3) order an N100 Mini-PC from AliExpress or Amazon.

Note: If you already have an old PC sitting around that you’ve decided to use, fantastic, move on to the next step.

When weighing your options, keep a few things in mind: the number of people you expect to be streaming simultaneously at any one time, the resolution and bitrate of your media library (4k video takes a lot more processing power than 1080p) and most importantly, how many of those clients are going to be transcoding at any one time. Transcoding is what happens when the playback device does not natively support direct playback of the source file. This can happen for a number of reasons, such as the playback device's native resolution being lower than the file's internal resolution, or because the source file was encoded in a video codec unsupported by the playback device.

Ideally we want any transcoding to be performed by hardware. This means we should be looking for a computer with an Intel processor with Quick Sync. Quick Sync is a dedicated core on the CPU die designed specifically for video encoding and decoding. This specialized hardware makes for highly efficient transcoding both in terms of processing overhead and power draw. Without these Quick Sync cores, transcoding must be brute forced through software. This takes up much more of a CPU’s processing power and requires much more energy. But not all Quick Sync cores are created equal and you need to keep this in mind if you've decided either to use an old computer or to shop for a used workstation on eBay

Any Intel processor from second generation Core (Sandy Bridge circa 2011) onward has Quick Sync cores. It's not until 6th gen (Skylake), however, that the cores support the H.265 HEVC codec. Intel’s 10th gen (Comet Lake) processors introduce support for 10bit HEVC and HDR tone mapping. And the recent 12th gen (Alder Lake) processors brought with them hardware AV1 decoding. As an example, while an 8th gen (Kaby Lake) i5-8500 will be able to hardware transcode a H.265 encoded file, it will fall back to software transcoding if given a 10bit H.265 file. If you’ve decided to use that old PC or to look on eBay for an old Dell Optiplex keep this in mind.

Note 1: The price of old workstations varies wildly and fluctuates frequently. If you get lucky and go shopping shortly after a workplace has liquidated a large number of their workstations you can find deals for as low as $100 on a barebones system, but generally an i5-8500 workstation with 16gb RAM will cost you somewhere in the area of $260 CAD/$200 USD.

Note 2: The AMD equivalent to Quick Sync is called Video Core Next, and while it's fine, it's not as efficient and not as mature a technology. It was only introduced with the first generation Ryzen CPUs and it only got decent with their newest CPUs, we want something cheap.

Alternatively you could forgo having to keep track of what generation of CPU is equipped with Quick Sync cores that feature support for which codecs, and just buy an N100 mini-PC. For around the same price or less of a used workstation you can pick up a mini-PC with an Intel N100 processor. The N100 is a four-core processor based on the 12th gen Alder Lake architecture and comes equipped with the latest revision of the Quick Sync cores. These little processors offer astounding hardware transcoding capabilities for their size and power draw. Otherwise they perform equivalent to an i5-6500, which isn't a terrible CPU. A friend of mine uses an N100 machine as a dedicated retro emulation gaming system and it does everything up to 6th generation consoles just fine. The N100 is also a remarkably efficient chip, it sips power. In fact, the difference between running one of these and an old workstation could work out to hundreds of dollars a year in energy bills depending on where you live.

You can find these Mini-PCs all over Amazon or for a little cheaper on AliExpress. They range in price from $170 CAD/$125 USD for a no name N100 with 8GB RAM to $280 CAD/$200 USD for a Beelink S12 Pro with 16GB RAM. The brand doesn't really matter, they're all coming from the same three factories in Shenzen, go for whichever one fits your budget or has features you want. 8GB RAM should be enough, Linux is lightweight and Plex only calls for 2GB RAM. 16GB RAM might result in a slightly snappier experience, especially with ZFS. A 256GB SSD is more than enough for what we need as a boot drive, but going for a bigger drive might allow you to get away with things like creating preview thumbnails for Plex, but it’s up to you and your budget.

The Mini-PC I wound up buying was a Firebat AK2 Plus with 8GB RAM and a 256GB SSD. It looks like this:

Note: Be forewarned that if you decide to order a Mini-PC from AliExpress, note the type of power adapter it ships with. The mini-PC I bought came with an EU power adapter and I had to supply my own North American power supply. Thankfully this is a minor issue as barrel plug 30W/12V/2.5A power adapters are easy to find and can be had for $10.

Step Two: Choosing Your Storage

Storage is the most important part of our build. It is also the most expensive. Thankfully it’s also the most easily upgrade-able down the line.

For people with a smaller media collection (4TB to 8TB), a more limited budget, or who will only ever have two simultaneous streams running, I would say that the most economical course of action would be to buy a USB 3.0 8TB external HDD. Something like this one from Western Digital or this one from Seagate. One of these external drives will cost you in the area of $200 CAD/$140 USD. Down the line you could add a second external drive or replace it with a multi-drive RAIDz set up such as detailed below.

If a single external drive the path for you, move on to step three.

For people with larger media libraries (12TB+), who prefer media in 4k, or care who about data redundancy, the answer is a RAID array featuring multiple HDDs in an enclosure.

Note: If you are using an old PC or used workstatiom as your server and have the room for at least three 3.5" drives, and as many open SATA ports on your mother board you won't need an enclosure, just install the drives into the case. If your old computer is a laptop or doesn’t have room for more internal drives, then I would suggest an enclosure.

The minimum number of drives needed to run a RAIDz array is three, and seeing as RAIDz is what we will be using, you should be looking for an enclosure with three to five bays. I think that four disks makes for a good compromise for a home server. Regardless of whether you go for a three, four, or five bay enclosure, do be aware that in a RAIDz array the space equivalent of one of the drives will be dedicated to parity at a ratio expressed by the equation 1 − 1/n i.e. in a four bay enclosure equipped with four 12TB drives, if we configured our drives in a RAIDz1 array we would be left with a total of 36TB of usable space (48TB raw size). The reason for why we might sacrifice storage space in such a manner will be explained in the next section.

A four bay enclosure will cost somewhere in the area of $200 CDN/$140 USD. You don't need anything fancy, we don't need anything with hardware RAID controls (RAIDz is done entirely in software) or even USB-C. An enclosure with USB 3.0 will perform perfectly fine. Don’t worry too much about USB speed bottlenecks. A mechanical HDD will be limited by the speed of its mechanism long before before it will be limited by the speed of a USB connection. I've seen decent looking enclosures from TerraMaster, Yottamaster, Mediasonic and Sabrent.

When it comes to selecting the drives, as of this writing, the best value (dollar per gigabyte) are those in the range of 12TB to 20TB. I settled on 12TB drives myself. If 12TB to 20TB drives are out of your budget, go with what you can afford, or look into refurbished drives. I'm not sold on the idea of refurbished drives but many people swear by them.

When shopping for harddrives, search for drives designed specifically for NAS use. Drives designed for NAS use typically have better vibration dampening and are designed to be active 24/7. They will also often make use of CMR (conventional magnetic recording) as opposed to SMR (shingled magnetic recording). This nets them a sizable read/write performance bump over typical desktop drives. Seagate Ironwolf and Toshiba NAS are both well regarded brands when it comes to NAS drives. I would avoid Western Digital Red drives at this time. WD Reds were a go to recommendation up until earlier this year when it was revealed that they feature firmware that will throw up false SMART warnings telling you to replace the drive at the three year mark quite often when there is nothing at all wrong with that drive. It will likely even be good for another six, seven, or more years.

Step Three: Installing Linux

For this step you will need a USB thumbdrive of at least 6GB in capacity, an .ISO of Ubuntu, and a way to make that thumbdrive bootable media.

First download a copy of Ubuntu desktop (for best performance we could download the Server release, but for new Linux users I would recommend against the server release. The server release is strictly command line interface only, and having a GUI is very helpful for most people. Not many people are wholly comfortable doing everything through the command line, I'm certainly not one of them, and I grew up with DOS 6.0. 22.04.3 Jammy Jellyfish is the current Long Term Service release, this is the one to get.

Download the .ISO and then download and install balenaEtcher on your Windows PC. BalenaEtcher is an easy to use program for creating bootable media, you simply insert your thumbdrive, select the .ISO you just downloaded, and it will create a bootable installation media for you.

Once you've made a bootable media and you've got your Mini-PC (or you old PC/used workstation) in front of you, hook it directly into your router with an ethernet cable, and then plug in the HDD enclosure, a monitor, a mouse and a keyboard. Now turn that sucker on and hit whatever key gets you into the BIOS (typically ESC, DEL or F2). If you’re using a Mini-PC check to make sure that the P1 and P2 power limits are set correctly, my N100's P1 limit was set at 10W, a full 20W under the chip's power limit. Also make sure that the RAM is running at the advertised speed. My Mini-PC’s RAM was set at 2333Mhz out of the box when it should have been 3200Mhz. Once you’ve done that, key over to the boot order and place the USB drive first in the boot order. Then save the BIOS settings and restart.

After you restart you’ll be greeted by Ubuntu's installation screen. Installing Ubuntu is really straight forward, select the "minimal" installation option, as we won't need anything on this computer except for a browser (Ubuntu comes preinstalled with Firefox) and Plex Media Server/Jellyfin Media Server. Also remember to delete and reformat that Windows partition! We don't need it.

Step Four: Installing ZFS and Setting Up the RAIDz Array

Note: If you opted for just a single external HDD skip this step and move onto setting up a Samba share.

Once Ubuntu is installed it's time to configure our storage by installing ZFS to build our RAIDz array. ZFS is a "next-gen" file system that is both massively flexible and massively complex. It's capable of snapshot backup, self healing error correction, ZFS pools can be configured with drives operating in a supplemental manner alongside the storage vdev (e.g. fast cache, dedicated secondary intent log, hot swap spares etc.). It's also a file system very amenable to fine tuning. Block and sector size are adjustable to use case and you're afforded the option of different methods of inline compression. If you'd like a very detailed overview and explanation of its various features and tips on tuning a ZFS array check out these articles from Ars Technica. For now we're going to ignore all these features and keep it simple, we're going to pull our drives together into a single vdev running in RAIDz which will be the entirety of our zpool, no fancy cache drive or SLOG.

Open up the terminal and type the following commands:

sudo apt update

then

sudo apt install zfsutils-linux

This will install the ZFS utility. Verify that it's installed with the following command:

zfs --version

Now, it's time to check that the HDDs we have in the enclosure are healthy, running, and recognized. We also want to find out their device IDs and take note of them:

sudo fdisk -1

Note: You might be wondering why some of these commands require "sudo" in front of them while others don't. "Sudo" is short for "super user do”. When and where "sudo" is used has to do with the way permissions are set up in Linux. Only the "root" user has the access level to perform certain tasks in Linux. As a matter of security and safety regular user accounts are kept separate from the "root" user. It's not advised (or even possible) to boot into Linux as "root" with most modern distributions. Instead by using "sudo" our regular user account is temporarily given the power to do otherwise forbidden things. Don't worry about it too much at this stage, but if you want to know more check out this introduction.

If everything is working you should get a list of the various drives detected along with their device IDs which will look like this: /dev/sdc. You can also check the device IDs of the drives by opening the disk utility app. Jot these IDs down as we'll need them for our next step, creating our RAIDz array.

RAIDz is similar to RAID-5 in that instead of striping your data over multiple disks, exchanging redundancy for speed and available space (RAID-0), or mirroring your data writing by two copies of every piece (RAID-1), it instead writes parity blocks across the disks in addition to striping, this provides a balance of speed, redundancy and available space. If a single drive fails, the parity blocks on the working drives can be used to reconstruct the entire array as soon as a replacement drive is added.

Additionally, RAIDz improves over some of the common RAID-5 flaws. It's more resilient and capable of self healing, as it is capable of automatically checking for errors against a checksum. It's more forgiving in this way, and it's likely that you'll be able to detect when a drive is dying well before it fails. A RAIDz array can survive the loss of any one drive.

Note: While RAIDz is indeed resilient, if a second drive fails during the rebuild, you're fucked. Always keep backups of things you can't afford to lose. This tutorial, however, is not about proper data safety.

To create the pool, use the following command:

sudo zpool create "zpoolnamehere" raidz "device IDs of drives we're putting in the pool"

For example, let's creatively name our zpool "mypool". This poil will consist of four drives which have the device IDs: sdb, sdc, sdd, and sde. The resulting command will look like this:

sudo zpool create mypool raidz /dev/sdb /dev/sdc /dev/sdd /dev/sde

If as an example you bought five HDDs and decided you wanted more redundancy dedicating two drive to this purpose, we would modify the command to "raidz2" and the command would look something like the following:

sudo zpool create mypool raidz2 /dev/sdb /dev/sdc /dev/sdd /dev/sde /dev/sdf

An array configured like this is known as RAIDz2 and is able to survive two disk failures.

Once the zpool has been created, we can check its status with the command:

zpool status

Or more concisely with:

zpool list

The nice thing about ZFS as a file system is that a pool is ready to go immediately after creation. If we were to set up a traditional RAID-5 array using mbam, we'd have to sit through a potentially hours long process of reformatting and partitioning the drives. Instead we're ready to go right out the gates.

The zpool should be automatically mounted to the filesystem after creation, check on that with the following:

df -hT | grep zfs

Note: If your computer ever loses power suddenly, say in event of a power outage, you may have to re-import your pool. In most cases, ZFS will automatically import and mount your pool, but if it doesn’t and you can't see your array, simply open the terminal and type sudo zpool import -a.

By default a zpool is mounted at /"zpoolname". The pool should be under our ownership but let's make sure with the following command:

sudo chown -R "yourlinuxusername" /"zpoolname"

Note: Changing file and folder ownership with "chown" and file and folder permissions with "chmod" are essential commands for much of the admin work in Linux, but we won't be dealing with them extensively in this guide. If you'd like a deeper tutorial and explanation you can check out these two guides: chown and chmod.

You can access the zpool file system through the GUI by opening the file manager (the Ubuntu default file manager is called Nautilus) and clicking on "Other Locations" on the sidebar, then entering the Ubuntu file system and looking for a folder with your pool's name. Bookmark the folder on the sidebar for easy access.

Your storage pool is now ready to go. Assuming that we already have some files on our Windows PC we want to copy to over, we're going to need to install and configure Samba to make the pool accessible in Windows.

Step Five: Setting Up Samba/Sharing

Samba is what's going to let us share the zpool with Windows and allow us to write to it from our Windows machine. First let's install Samba with the following commands:

sudo apt-get update

then

sudo apt-get install samba

Next create a password for Samba.

sudo smbpswd -a "yourlinuxusername"

It will then prompt you to create a password. Just reuse your Ubuntu user password for simplicity's sake.

Note: if you're using just a single external drive replace the zpool location in the following commands with wherever it is your external drive is mounted, for more information see this guide on mounting an external drive in Ubuntu.

After you've created a password we're going to create a shareable folder in our pool with this command

mkdir /"zpoolname"/"foldername"

Now we're going to open the smb.conf file and make that folder shareable. Enter the following command.

sudo nano /etc/samba/smb.conf

This will open the .conf file in nano, the terminal text editor program. Now at the end of smb.conf add the following entry:

["foldername"]

path = /"zpoolname"/"foldername"

available = yes

valid users = "yourlinuxusername"

read only = no

writable = yes

browseable = yes

guest ok = no

Ensure that there are no line breaks between the lines and that there's a space on both sides of the equals sign. Our next step is to allow Samba traffic through the firewall:

sudo ufw allow samba

Finally restart the Samba service:

sudo systemctl restart smbd

At this point we'll be able to access to the pool, browse its contents, and read and write to it from Windows. But there's one more thing left to do, Windows doesn't natively support the ZFS file systems and will read the used/available/total space in the pool incorrectly. Windows will read available space as total drive space, and all used space as null. This leads to Windows only displaying a dwindling amount of "available" space as the drives are filled. We can fix this! Functionally this doesn't actually matter, we can still write and read to and from the disk, it just makes it difficult to tell at a glance the proportion of used/available space, so this is an optional step but one I recommend (this step is also unnecessary if you're just using a single external drive). What we're going to do is write a little shell script in #bash. Open nano with the terminal with the command:

nano

Now insert the following code:

#!/bin/bash CUR_PATH=`pwd` ZFS_CHECK_OUTPUT=$(zfs get type $CUR_PATH 2>&1 > /dev/null) > /dev/null if [[ $ZFS_CHECK_OUTPUT == *not\ a\ ZFS* ]] then IS_ZFS=false else IS_ZFS=true fi if [[ $IS_ZFS = false ]] then df $CUR_PATH | tail -1 | awk '{print $2" "$4}' else USED=$((`zfs get -o value -Hp used $CUR_PATH` / 1024)) > /dev/null AVAIL=$((`zfs get -o value -Hp available $CUR_PATH` / 1024)) > /dev/null TOTAL=$(($USED+$AVAIL)) > /dev/null echo $TOTAL $AVAIL fi

Save the script as "dfree.sh" to /home/"yourlinuxusername" then change the ownership of the file to make it executable with this command:

sudo chmod 774 dfree.sh

Now open smb.conf with sudo again:

sudo nano /etc/samba/smb.conf

Now add this entry to the top of the configuration file to direct Samba to use the results of our script when Windows asks for a reading on the pool's used/available/total drive space:

[global]

dfree command = /home/"yourlinuxusername"/dfree.sh

Save the changes to smb.conf and then restart Samba again with the terminal:

sudo systemctl restart smbd

Now there’s one more thing we need to do to fully set up the Samba share, and that’s to modify a hidden group permission. In the terminal window type the following command:

usermod -a -G sambashare “yourlinuxusername”

Then restart samba again:

sudo systemctl restart smbd

If we don’t do this last step, everything will appear to work fine, and you will even be able to see and map the drive from Windows and even begin transferring files, but you'd soon run into a lot of frustration. As every ten minutes or so a file would fail to transfer and you would get a window announcing “0x8007003B Unexpected Network Error”. This window would require your manual input to continue the transfer with the file next in the queue. And at the end it would reattempt to transfer whichever files failed the first time around. 99% of the time they’ll go through that second try, but this is still all a major pain in the ass. Especially if you’ve got a lot of data to transfer or you want to step away from the computer for a while.

It turns out samba can act a little weirdly with the higher read/write speeds of RAIDz arrays and transfers from Windows, and will intermittently crash and restart itself if this group option isn’t changed. Inputting the above command will prevent you from ever seeing that window.

The last thing we're going to do before switching over to our Windows PC is grab the IP address of our Linux machine. Enter the following command:

hostname -I

This will spit out this computer's IP address on the local network (it will look something like 192.168.0.x), write it down. It might be a good idea once you're done here to go into your router settings and reserving that IP for your Linux system in the DHCP settings. Check the manual for your specific model router on how to access its settings, typically it can be accessed by opening a browser and typing http:\\192.168.0.1 in the address bar, but your router may be different.

Okay we’re done with our Linux computer for now. Get on over to your Windows PC, open File Explorer, right click on Network and click "Map network drive". Select Z: as the drive letter (you don't want to map the network drive to a letter you could conceivably be using for other purposes) and enter the IP of your Linux machine and location of the share like so: \\"LINUXCOMPUTERLOCALIPADDRESSGOESHERE"\"zpoolnamegoeshere"\. Windows will then ask you for your username and password, enter the ones you set earlier in Samba and you're good. If you've done everything right it should look something like this:

You can now start moving media over from Windows to the share folder. It's a good idea to have a hard line running to all machines. Moving files over Wi-Fi is going to be tortuously slow, the only thing that’s going to make the transfer time tolerable (hours instead of days) is a solid wired connection between both machines and your router.

Step Six: Setting Up Remote Desktop Access to Your Server

After the server is up and going, you’ll want to be able to access it remotely from Windows. Barring serious maintenance/updates, this is how you'll access it most of the time. On your Linux system open the terminal and enter:

sudo apt install xrdp

Then:

sudo systemctl enable xrdp

Once it's finished installing, open “Settings” on the sidebar and turn off "automatic login" in the User category. Then log out of your account. Attempting to remotely connect to your Linux computer while you’re logged in will result in a black screen!

Now get back on your Windows PC, open search and look for "RDP". A program called "Remote Desktop Connection" should pop up, open this program as an administrator by right-clicking and selecting “run as an administrator”. You’ll be greeted with a window. In the field marked “Computer” type in the IP address of your Linux computer. Press connect and you'll be greeted with a new window and prompt asking for your username and password. Enter your Ubuntu username and password here.

If everything went right, you’ll be logged into your Linux computer. If the performance is sluggish, adjust the display options. Lowering the resolution and colour depth do a lot to make the interface feel snappier.

Remote access is how we're going to be using our Linux system from now, barring edge cases like needing to get into the BIOS or upgrading to a new version of Ubuntu. Everything else from performing maintenance like a monthly zpool scrub to checking zpool status and updating software can all be done remotely.

This is how my server lives its life now, happily humming and chirping away on the floor next to the couch in a corner of the living room.

Step Seven: Plex Media Server/Jellyfin

Okay we’ve got all the ground work finished and our server is almost up and running. We’ve got Ubuntu up and running, our storage array is primed, we’ve set up remote connections and sharing, and maybe we’ve moved over some of favourite movies and TV shows.

Now we need to decide on the media server software to use which will stream our media to us and organize our library. For most people I’d recommend Plex. It just works 99% of the time. That said, Jellyfin has a lot to recommend it by too, even if it is rougher around the edges. Some people run both simultaneously, it’s not that big of an extra strain. I do recommend doing a little bit of your own research into the features each platform offers, but as a quick run down, consider some of the following points:

Plex is closed source and is funded through PlexPass purchases while Jellyfin is open source and entirely user driven. This means a number of things: for one, Plex requires you to purchase a “PlexPass” (purchased as a one time lifetime fee $159.99 CDN/$120 USD or paid for on a monthly or yearly subscription basis) in order to access to certain features, like hardware transcoding (and we want hardware transcoding) or automated intro/credits detection and skipping, Jellyfin offers some of these features for free through plugins. Plex supports a lot more devices than Jellyfin and updates more frequently. That said, Jellyfin's Android and iOS apps are completely free, while the Plex Android and iOS apps must be activated for a one time cost of $6 CDN/$5 USD. But that $6 fee gets you a mobile app that is much more functional and features a unified UI across platforms, the Plex mobile apps are simply a more polished experience. The Jellyfin apps are a bit of a mess and the iOS and Android versions are very different from each other.

Jellyfin’s actual media player is more fully featured than Plex's, but on the other hand Jellyfin's UI, library customization and automatic media tagging really pale in comparison to Plex. Streaming your music library is free through both Jellyfin and Plex, but Plex offers the PlexAmp app for dedicated music streaming which boasts a number of fantastic features, unfortunately some of those fantastic features require a PlexPass. If your internet is down, Jellyfin can still do local streaming, while Plex can fail to play files unless you've got it set up a certain way. Jellyfin has a slew of neat niche features like support for Comic Book libraries with the .cbz/.cbt file types, but then Plex offers some free ad-supported TV and films, they even have a free channel that plays nothing but Classic Doctor Who.

Ultimately it's up to you, I settled on Plex because although some features are pay-walled, it just works. It's more reliable and easier to use, and a one-time fee is much easier to swallow than a subscription. I had a pretty easy time getting my boomer parents and tech illiterate brother introduced to and using Plex and I don't know if I would've had as easy a time doing that with Jellyfin. I do also need to mention that Jellyfin does take a little extra bit of tinkering to get going in Ubuntu, you’ll have to set up process permissions, so if you're more tolerant to tinkering, Jellyfin might be up your alley and I’ll trust that you can follow their installation and configuration guide. For everyone else, I recommend Plex.

So pick your poison: Plex or Jellyfin.

Note: The easiest way to download and install either of these packages in Ubuntu is through Snap Store.

After you've installed one (or both), opening either app will launch a browser window into the browser version of the app allowing you to set all the options server side.

The process of adding creating media libraries is essentially the same in both Plex and Jellyfin. You create a separate libraries for Television, Movies, and Music and add the folders which contain the respective types of media to their respective libraries. The only difficult or time consuming aspect is ensuring that your files and folders follow the appropriate naming conventions:

Plex naming guide for Movies

Plex naming guide for Television

Jellyfin follows the same naming rules but I find their media scanner to be a lot less accurate and forgiving than Plex. Once you've selected the folders to be scanned the service will scan your files, tagging everything and adding metadata. Although I find do find Plex more accurate, it can still erroneously tag some things and you might have to manually clean up some tags in a large library. (When I initially created my library it tagged the 1963-1989 Doctor Who as some Korean soap opera and I needed to manually select the correct match after which everything was tagged normally.) It can also be a bit testy with anime (especially OVAs) be sure to check TVDB to ensure that you have your files and folders structured and named correctly. If something is not showing up at all, double check the name.

Once that's done, organizing and customizing your library is easy. You can set up collections, grouping items together to fit a theme or collect together all the entries in a franchise. You can make playlists, and add custom artwork to entries. It's fun setting up collections with posters to match, there are even several websites dedicated to help you do this like PosterDB. As an example, below are two collections in my library, one collecting all the entries in a franchise, the other follows a theme.

My Star Trek collection, featuring all eleven television series, and thirteen films.

My Best of the Worst collection, featuring sixty-nine films previously showcased on RedLetterMedia’s Best of the Worst. They’re all absolutely terrible and I love them.

As for settings, ensure you've got Remote Access going, it should work automatically and be sure to set your upload speed after running a speed test. In the library settings set the database cache to 2000MB to ensure a snappier and more responsive browsing experience, and then check that playback quality is set to original/maximum. If you’re severely bandwidth limited on your upload and have remote users, you might want to limit the remote stream bitrate to something more reasonable, just as a note of comparison Netflix’s 1080p bitrate is approximately 5Mbps, although almost anyone watching through a chromium based browser is streaming at 720p and 3mbps. Other than that you should be good to go. For actually playing your files, there's a Plex app for just about every platform imaginable. I mostly watch television and films on my laptop using the Windows Plex app, but I also use the Android app which can broadcast to the chromecast connected to the TV in the office and the Android TV app for our smart TV. Both are fully functional and easy to navigate, and I can also attest to the OS X version being equally functional.

Part Eight: Finding Media

Now, this is not really a piracy tutorial, there are plenty of those out there. But if you’re unaware, BitTorrent is free and pretty easy to use, just pick a client (qBittorrent is the best) and go find some public trackers to peruse. Just know now that all the best trackers are private and invite only, and that they can be exceptionally difficult to get into. I’m already on a few, and even then, some of the best ones are wholly out of my reach.

If you decide to take the left hand path and turn to Usenet you’ll have to pay. First you’ll need to sign up with a provider like Newshosting or EasyNews for access to Usenet itself, and then to actually find anything you’re going to need to sign up with an indexer like NZBGeek or NZBFinder. There are dozens of indexers, and many people cross post between them, but for more obscure media it’s worth checking multiple. You’ll also need a binary downloader like SABnzbd. That caveat aside, Usenet is faster, bigger, older, less traceable than BitTorrent, and altogether slicker. I honestly prefer it, and I'm kicking myself for taking this long to start using it because I was scared off by the price. I’ve found so many things on Usenet that I had sought in vain elsewhere for years, like a 2010 Italian film about a massacre perpetrated by the SS that played the festival circuit but never received a home media release; some absolute hero uploaded a rip of a festival screener DVD to Usenet. Anyway, figure out the rest of this shit on your own and remember to use protection, get yourself behind a VPN, use a SOCKS5 proxy with your BitTorrent client, etc.

On the legal side of things, if you’re around my age, you (or your family) probably have a big pile of DVDs and Blu-Rays sitting around unwatched and half forgotten. Why not do a bit of amateur media preservation, rip them and upload them to your server for easier access? (Your tools for this are going to be Handbrake to do the ripping and AnyDVD to break any encryption.) I went to the trouble of ripping all my SCTV DVDs (five box sets worth) because none of it is on streaming nor could it be found on any pirate source I tried. I’m glad I did, forty years on it’s still one of the funniest shows to ever be on TV.

Part Nine/Epilogue: Sonarr/Radarr/Lidarr and Overseerr

There are a lot of ways to automate your server for better functionality or to add features you and other users might find useful. Sonarr, Radarr, and Lidarr are a part of a suite of “Servarr” services (there’s also Readarr for books and Whisparr for adult content) that allow you to automate the collection of new episodes of TV shows (Sonarr), new movie releases (Radarr) and music releases (Lidarr). They hook in to your BitTorrent client or Usenet binary newsgroup downloader and crawl your preferred Torrent trackers and Usenet indexers, alerting you to new releases and automatically grabbing them. You can also use these services to manually search for new media, and even replace/upgrade your existing media with better quality uploads. They’re really a little tricky to set up on a bare metal Ubuntu install (ideally you should be running them in Docker Containers), and I won’t be providing a step by step on installing and running them, I’m simply making you aware of their existence.

The other bit of kit I want to make you aware of is Overseerr which is a program that scans your Plex media library and will serve recommendations based on what you like. It also allows you and your users to request specific media. It can even be integrated with Sonarr/Radarr/Lidarr so that fulfilling those requests is fully automated.

And you're done. It really wasn't all that hard. Enjoy your media. Enjoy the control you have over that media. And be safe in the knowledge that no hedgefund CEO motherfucker who hates the movies but who is somehow in control of a major studio will be able to disappear anything in your library as a tax write-off.

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🔒What's with The Lock?🔐

Is Maya a Power Bottom?

Warning: KINK/BDSM/ Maya is a bottom / Mama kink still/ Mama can be a bottom lol/ the lock in a lot of kink bdsm scenes means a bottom/ Service Bottom / Reader is Top / ORAL SEX TO THE MAX/ BDSM safe words/ Bdsm Kink Party/ DO NOT GO TO PARTIES FUCKED UP / Sorry Sal / Patty x Quinn / Reader is an Erotica Writer / Chocking /Belt play / Spit Kink/ Power kink/ Power bottom? Maybe or maybe just cum slut?/ Service Bottom / Maya get's off on Getting R off/ Fetish talks / Vocabulary of Sex/ Intimacy / smut smut and smut / Neediness is safe on this blog mf's/ Orgasm Denial/ Kneeling/ Almost sub drop but not / Service Kink / Strap on / Cock warming / MDNI 18+ / Maya is a bottom, but she's still Maya guys/ Violence and Blood / L.A Mansion and money/ success kink / Maya is Feared

Part 1 - Series MasterList - AO3 - MasterList

Would you believe me if I told you my Spotify playlist for writing Maya stories has 73 songs and about 4 hours long lol. (Painting is by Jen Mazza) - I wrote this and I was tired when I edited, so if it has lots of errors it is my bad guys

“Honey Butter?” You yell with your laptop on your lap and you are seated in the kitchen. You are biting your thumb sideways between your teeth with frustration.

Maya closes the fridge to look at you. Holding a pallegrino as she kicks off her heels by the sink like she doesn’t care anymore, she needs them off.

“Honey butter?” She questions, even though Maya had been listening to you re-read the paragraph, you were struggling with.

“For semen.” You say as if that wasn’t obvious and Maya thinks about it as she unhooks her big earrings and sets them on the kitchen counter. Her gorgeous face scrunches as she thinks about your vocabulary selection.

“Hmm…I don’t know, it feels the same as when people use the term creaming.” Maya muses and takes a big swig of the sparkling water.

“You don’t like creaming?” You ask further confused, as you’d used it in three books, and to just now find out Maya doesn’t like it is strange.

Maya reads your face, and she backtracks, having liked when you used it in bed.

“I don’t dislike creaming, I just think you’ll get a split opinion on it. Sorta like poonani.” She states taking out her phone from her back pocket and putting it next to you. You are in your comfy weekend clothes, as Friday night was the start of your weekend. Even if you’d still be writing tomorrow, fucking deadlines and responsabilities.

“That is different.” You defend seriously, dinner has already been ordered. Maya had called you the second she walked out of her office, as was your routine. For the two of you to play the ‘what are we having for dinner tonight’ game for ten minutes, and then you ask Maya if she wants wine. She pretends to decide what type, you pretend to let her pretend as you put her white wine (which she won’t really touch) in the fridge before she answers. Maya drank very little, but she liked the option.

She had a martini at a party, a rum fruity drink with an umbrella, while you swam poolside on vacation, and white wine on Fridays after a hard week.

But Maya didn’t drink often, because of your rule.

You would fuck Maya gently while she was a little tipsy, sure.

But you wouldn’t engage in kink while she wasn’t completely sober. It was a hard limit, and so Maya drank and smoked very rarely. As she was more addicted to your kink dynamic than any other stimulant.

“How?”

Maya drank the pellegrino again.

“Because it’s cultural slang, this is not cultural slang. Unless you consider food as slang for cum to be somehow cultrural.” You are frustrated, not at Maya, but at yourself, you can’t finish this chapter. And you’d wanted to so that your Friday night could be free from trying to figure out what someone’s cum tasted like. Or how much spanking was the right amount in a smutty chapter?

But Maya needed you, and you had known that before she even called to talk about dinner.

Maya and you had been together for over ten years, and your sex like just didn’t slow.

Maya was the first to break as you typed out ‘honey butter’ and hoped your editor didn’t call you later about the term.

“Hey, sweetheart, you’ve been working on this all day. How about you put the laptop down? Come be with your wife. I’ve been home for an twenty minutes and you haven’t given me more than a peck on the lips.” Maya’s tone turns whiny at the end ,and you stop biting your finger to look at her.

“Are you feeling needy, my love?” You ask, but it comes out a little more taunting, with a hint of humiliation, and Maya loves it, she puts down the bottle of pallegrino down on the counter and takes off her jacket.

Coming around to your side of the barstool and she drops to her knees on the hardwood.

That was a yes.

Maya makes a mistake here, though, as she puts her hands on the back of your calves, pulling your legs apart just enough, and then lays her head down on your bare thigh. Your sleep shorts riding up as she sighs and lets her warm cheek touch you.

You’d have allowed her face, never one to turn down her affection, but the hands were a no. And you eye your laptop and then look back down at Maya. Her gaze up at you through her long eyelashes is drop-dead gorgeous.

Even if she was trying to manipulate the situation for an orgasm.

“You have a long day at the studio, honey?” Your voice is steady. Maya nods and kisses your inner thigh. Her lips feel good, but you stop yourself from opening your legs wider for her. Maya was hungry for your cum. You learned early on that she was secretly a service bottom.

Now there were so many types of service bottoms.

Maya was the type who would do anything to please you, but more precisely she’d do anything to lick your cunt.

And you telling her no, and making her wait, it drove Maya Mason up the fucking wall with need. If you let your wife, she’d lick your pussy all day and all night. She was addicted to the feeling and the taste. It gave her more pleasure sometimes than her own release.

Maya Mason wanted to please. She wanted to be needed. She wanted to drink you.

Maya had a hard childhood, so love was not something that was given unconditionally or ever for free. Maya worked hard in her few trusted friendships, Maya worked agonizingly hard at her job. Which gave her pride and the stimulation she needed.

But Maya had learned in high school that girls thought they liked acts of service, but they wanted a bad boy. So Maya changed the way she gave, but it left her feeling unfulfilled and empty. Which is why nothing ever lasted.

You learned early into a kink relationship with Maya. That Maya had lied. And you caught her in it. Maya had said she wasn’t looking for a relationship, not wanting love. She just wanted kink and sex. Maya had said she was a power bottom. Maya had said a lot of things.

You carefully weighed through what Maya thought she wanted.

And what Maya craved more than she could say.

It didn’t last long, her lies. You quickly realized Maya hadn’t been untruthful to you, but to herself. So after your third kink scene together. You’d made your contract, you’d talked about limits, you’d both worked hard to get here.

Maya had come over with lingerie on a weeknight, and you’d moved the furniture in your apartment. You’d had a high beam ceiling, perfect for rope in your apartment and you’d weighed back and forth on it being the first night you suspended her. But you opened your terrace open for the cool breeze, considering fucking her there instead, while you waited for her to drive over you lit candles, keeping the lights low. And you’d worn your strap under your nice slacks.

You’d taken out rope, crops, vibrators, and a large wooden paddle. Figuring you’d see how the scene flexed and make adjustments.

When Maya came in she brought food and lively conversation, she cracked open your soda. And Maya looked damn good in her outfit, she’d put effort in, she’d set out for a date. Maya had bought you three erotica books as a gift, in a pretty red ribbon.

And you were floored, you had three other subs you played with, they knew the protocol. Come in, do the scene, sex or no sex, and then aftercare. Then they got the fuck out.

But Maya came in with the undertones of a deep romantic relationship. You did a service scene, a gentler one than you’d thought you would. Maya had been so wanton in her begging. You fucked her that night with the strap on and Maya Mason had never been fucked with a strap on before. You didn’t know that, she cried and sucked on your neck like it was her last meal. She told you she’d never felt closer to someone. And you fucked her through her tears and kissed her face with a gentleness you’d forgot you had. It was making love, not fucking, nothing less than a declaration.

And you tried to pull back after that.

However, Maya had taken over your schedule, asking you to pre-screenings of movies, bringing you expensive meals, calling you all the time. You were convinced something was wrong because you found yourself canceling your other subs scenes.

Then you’d brought it up to Maya, that you two should probably slow down.

And Maya quickly became enraged, possessive, and jealous, and you’d realized how dumb you had been.

Maya thought she’d known what she wanted, but then she’d fallen in love with you.

And you couldn’t be happier to rip up the contract, and let Maya love you how she wanted to.

Maya was famous for her reputation and persona at work.

In truth, Maya wore those fucking locks because they made her feel loved and safe. She could play the Marketing monster she needed at the Studio, as she felt the cold metal against her chest. You gave her love and safety.

Maya liked to be treated so cruel as foreplay, but there was a moment where she’d break, and you knew that your wife needed slow love making after that. She needed gentle touches that made her shake and cry out for you. Maya wanted to make love fore hours and hours too, no quick fuck in the closet of the Studio.

Maya had never been romanced back, so when you bought her designer clothes, nice jewlery, and flowers sent to her office. Maya acted like she was sixteen being asked out for the first time.

“Stressful?”

Maya makes a little noise of agreement. Though it sounded a lot more like a a whimper she’d make to get more attention.

Maya’s kink style had changed as time went on, as was to be expected. But Maya was a service bottom. And her submission was more rich and decadent than anything you’d ever tasted.

But Maya’s currency, while she loved the game and the challenge, her pot of gold at the end of the rainbow of spankings and intense scenes….was your cum in her mouth for as long as she wanted.

That’s what she was asking for right now.

“How long has it been since you came again?” You ask like you don’t remember, even though you absolutely do, and Maya looks up at you for a second before answering.

“Seventeen hours.” Your wife does the math, and you smile, and Maya knows from the look you aren’t about to make this easy for her.

“Seventeen hours and yet you forgot that when you have to ask permission to touch me when you are on your knees? No matter how sexy your kisses may be. Now drop your hands. I didn’t give you permission.” You tell her, and Maya whines but listens and does what you tell her. Her hands falling to her own thighs to stop herself from reaching out and tugging your sleep shorts off so she can taste.

“Let’s go to the sofa.” You say, and Maya knows she can’t stand, so she crawls as you walk alongside her. Swiping the pallegrino off of the kitchen countertop. Your computer in one hand, over your head as you both move.

You walk to the large living room and you plop down on the sofa. You grab one of the cushions, one’s you both had picked out for this very reason.

You dropped it onto the floor, and Maya kneeled onto the plush cushion.

You put both of your legs on either side of her and then propped your feet up on the coffee table. You were about to put your laptop back onto your lap and you saw Maya grimace at the electronics.

“Oh shit, I forgot.” You said and stood up, taking off your shorts and underwear, and then grabbed the remote to turn on the news.

You sat back down and spread your legs and put your laptop back on your lap and watched the news.

Maya had to stare at you, while your keep your legs parted and tempting Maya to break the rules. You are spread just enough for her to see your pussy, but not enough for her to get to touch you. You drank Pellegrino and typed away, focusing on emails now.

The news droned on in the background and Maya began to fidget.

Her emotions playing through the jerky way her body couldn’t sit still.

You always knew Maya was about to break a rule, when she couldn’t sit still.

You checked in with Maya when she was on her knees, safety first. You had a twenty-year age difference, you wanted to make sure Maya knew if she was hurting for any reason, you would adjust whatever she needed, anytime she needed it, no questions asked.

But that wasn’t this.

This was her being a stubborn brat, and you both knew it.

“Stop fidgeting Mrs. Mason, or I’ll give you something to feel true discomfort over.” Your voice is deeper, and it threaten,s and Maya bites her lip.

You wonder how long she’ll last.

When your eyes fall to the computer and it’s been fifteen minutes, you mute the TV.

And put your laptop to the side and Maya’s stare on your cunt has enough intensity to light you on fire.

“I want to remind you that on Sunday we are having a kink party, we are hosting.”

Maya’s eyes snap up to yours in clear upset.

“It’s been on our calendar for a month and a half, Mrs. Mason, do not look at me like that.” You try not to laugh at your wife looking horrified people were coming over.

Maya is biting her lip and you reach over and grab the back of her hair and you tug her slightly over the sofa so that she’s lying her head on your stomach. It’s your way of saying ‘go ahead and talk.’ And she knows that.

“How many people RSVP?” She mumbles petulantly.

“About thirty, and Patty is bringing the food and drink. We don’t even need to do a thing, she promised me.” You tell her, and you play with Maya’s extremely long locks, and she sighs. You aren’t sure if it’s from the comfort of your touch after a long day, or if it from the realizatino she doesn’t have to do shit.

But Maya turns her head to the side to keep her head on your stomach, and you scratch her scalp with your nails and play with her hair. You wonder if she’s just comfy this way and doesn’t want anything. But that wasn’t really Maya’s style.

She turns to look at you now.

“You had a long day, huh?” You say, seriously seeing that she is really tired. There’s more worry in your tone now, and Maya gives you a thoughtful smile, loving that you worry about her. That you are always checking in on how she’s doing. Even in the day, you two text like teenagers who have never experienced a data limit before.

“Your short stories are being talked about for a mini series, and Matt is thirsty for an Oscar now.” Maya’s voice is dry, and you know she’s answering you without answering.

“Maya, what do you need, my love?” You dig now, and she knows her options. You could draw a bath for the two of you while you waited for food. You would pour her a wine and scrub her back. She could ask for the dungeon, and you two would go down there and have a scene until Maya was either so broken down she cried, and you gave intensive aftercare. Or you could overstimulate her and then build her back up again.

Or if she was feeling something soft and warm, you’d go upstairs right now and make love to her.

Whatever Maya asked for, you’d give freely.

Maya thought for a moment, and you weren’t surprised when she gripped your thighs in question.

“That’s what you want, huh?” You smirk knowingly, and Maya licks her bottom lip like a cartoon wolf does after seeing a tasty morsel.

What a fucking sexy woman.

You reach the bottom of her nice shirt and pull it over her head. Maya doesn’t give a shit as you toss it across the sofa. Her golden locks fall, hitting her clevage. You unhook her bra from the front, and her breast spring free, no woman should have to wear a bra past five pm. You lean back and Maya doesn’t need a verbal invitation after that.

Her mouth falls to your cunt and you sigh at her hot wet mouth touching you already.

You had already started to get turned on from Maya’s show of submission, and her staring at you like she wanted to eat you while you typed.

Your head tilts back and your muscles strain as your body comes alive under her tongue.

Maya is obsessed with this, loving how you bend to her. Loving that she is the only one who get’s to do this, get’s to see you like this, get’s to adore you.

Your knees fall open more and Maya wraps her arms under your legs to hold you, to cradle you in your spot.

You feel your day melt away as Maya’s tongue dips into your tight hole, she licks around you, and then dives in to find your g-spot with her muscle.

You don’t have to pretend, you don’t have to fight for dominance. Or remind her who is in charge of this.

Maya needs you, and you are spread for her.

You reach out and take out the last of the bobby pins in her hair and toss them onto the coffee table. You wind your wife's long strands in your palms like they are reins and she’s a loose horse.

You buck your pussy into her face, and you pull her hair back, not letting her finish and she growls in frustration and need.

It’s loud and high pitched at the end.

“Behave, Maya.” You tell her, and her mouth is hanging open as you hold her back. Her eyes are glazed over like a cum slut. “Take off your pants and underwear, and I’ll let you continue.” You tell her and she stands up too fast and winces at her knees.

That’s why you’d interrupted her, knowing her joints wouldn’t give much longer. Sometimes Maya was so obsessed with her meal, she forgot to feel her body, and that was your job to remind her.

You gave her a minute to let her blood flow again.

You reached out and undid her belt slowly, and Maya watched you fascinated. You pulled her nice pants down and then leaned down and bit her hip, and she moaned deep and loud.

Maya liked to be bit, and you were all too happy to indulge.

You moved to the other hip and looked up at her, studying everything that made her.

Maya was fucking gorgeous, hair falling out of place around her face, breasts rising and falling with uneven breath, her lips wet from your arousal still soaking her face.

You let your tongue trace her hipbone, and she shivers, and then you lean down and bite.

Her knees buckle and give, but you are quick, catching her and half-throwing her onto the sofa on top of you.

Which means you fall onto your back and Maya recovers fast, trying to tug your sleep shirt off, but you wind her hair three times in your fingers again like one would wind up rope.

Then you pull back hard and she moans, her mouth falling open like a porn star.

“Did you want something?” Your stern tone reminds her that she is not in charge here. She’s not at work. Maya is home, and she will drop all pretense. Maya will be the whorish cum slut she is. But her wet cunt is against your leg and she humps, and you know Maya doesn’t even realize she’s doing it.

One of your hands comes up and slaps her cheek gently, the slight popping noise from her open mouth makes it feel more dramatic than it is.

But Maya loves it, and she opens her mouth further and sticks her tongue out, asking for more of whatever you’ll give.

Maya’s tongue curls towards you and then back flat and long; she’s asking for you to spit in her mouth now, but you don’t listen. You flip her onto her back on the sofa and straddle your wife.

Maya whimpers, loving the feeling of your weight on top of her.

You reach down to the locks on her naked chest now.

There was a reason for each one, but more on that later.

You pull on the chain, and Maya’s neck lifts off the sofa.

“What do you want?”

“Fuck I want you. Please, baby, let me lick you again. I want to drink your cum. Let me drink you. I just want to eat you for hours. Fuck my day sucked, Matt is a douche bag who doesn’t understand simple math, or a thing about the business he’s in. I re-read your book while he pretended to fix something I already fixed. All I could think of all day was coming home to you. Baby, let me, let your wife lick you?” Maya’s voice got more strained, and you dropped the lock on her chest and then moved to straddle her face.

Maya gripped your thighs and pulled you down with more force than you expected, and you caught yourself with the back of the sofa to stop from falling completely on her.

But Maya would have been happy for your full weight on her mouth. She ate you with the intensity and fervor of a woman who would never get to drink again.

You reached behind your ass and you twisted the lock and chain until it was slightly choking your wife.

You let her fuck your hole with her tongue and then you felt your orgasm coming. And that’s when you lifted yourself off of Maya, and she screamed, actually screamed in frustration.

Denying yourself an orgasm was nowhere near as annoying to you, as it was to your adorably scary cum whore.

“WHAT!” She yelled rudely like you were Sal, and you arched your eyebrow at her.

That wasn’t very nice.

But you got off the sofa entirely and Maya followed you up on shaky legs to chase you as you sauntered across the foyer to the front door, where you cracked the large mansion door open, not enough to be seen. And leaned over to grab the brown bag of takeout, your dinner.

But Maya was naughty, as you leaned over to pick up the bag, she fell to her knees again and ate your pussy from behind and you gasped in suprise as her tongue played through your pussy fold.

Now that was a bad girl.

“FUCK MAYA!” You curse out to your front yard, and shut the door quickly. You get out of her grip with the brown bag, and Maya has your arousal on the tip of her nose, all over her mouth, and her chin. She uses her tongue to lick around her mouth to collect the taste of you.

The older woman shows no sign of regret for her actions, seeming to decide it was worth whatever you would do next.

“You did not! You are in so much trouble for that! What if someone had seen,” you tell her, and you grab her by the hair, and Maya stands and she’s panting with desire. “We are going to eat on the sofa, and you are going to wait until after dinner to play again, damn it.”

Maya practically howls in sexual frustration.

“Baby no, just let me make you cum. You were so close, be good for me and cum on my face! You taste so good for Mama. Please baby. Let me taste your cum and then we can eat.” Maya’s tried to bargin with you, her expression is morphed into pain as you push her onto the giant leather sofa. You start to pull out the hot food in take out boxes. And you sit farther on the sofa away from her and now Maya’s face changes.

This wasn’t the same upset as a moment ago, not at all.

“Hey, don’t panic.” You say, but it’s too late, and you know this look. You set the food down, and you sit close to her and kiss her. Tasting her expensive lipstick stain from hours ago, your cum, and the altoids Maya is addicted to in her car.

You kiss her and it’s distracting enough for Maya to not start to shake.

Maya is about to experience sub drop, and you know just how to stop it.

You push her against the sofa and kiss her deep and slowly and Maya is whimpering and trying to get more and more of you.

You reach into her panties and thrust two fingers inside her, curling them and she let’s out a strangled noise as you fuck her nice and deep.

“My good girl Maya. It’s ok, I got you. You could never upset me. I love you, baby. You didn’t do anything wrong. My sweet wife feels so good. You need more?” You ask her and Maya nods and you grab her hand and put it against your pussy and she sighs in emotional relief as she enters you again with two fingers. So happy to have access to you again.

You both fuck each other and have sloppy open mouth kisses. You know you can’t ignore your orgasm for much longer, not when Maya is touching you, not when you are inside of her, not when her little noises are so erotic.

You could never write smut as well as you lived it in your Hollywood home with Maya underneath you squirming and humping your body.

You move to her ear and lick the shell of it before you speak to her achy soul.

“My love, you touch me so deeply. Can you be good and cum when I tell you?”

Maya clings to you so hard, you wonder if it hurts her.

“Fuck, I’ll cum whenever you tell me to. I just want you. I want you forever, fuck don’t go. Don’t ever go. Please fuck, Oh god, I love you, I need you baby. I need you everywhere. Let Mama cum.” Maya is gone, and you can hear it, and you shudder with pre orgasm waves.

“Maya fuck, I’m gonna cum, cum with me. Be good, give me everything.” You instruct her and Maya’s eyes roll back at your words and she’s on cloud nine, completely gone, she thrusts with her last bit of will power, and you match each one in perfect rythme together as you hump and chase each other’s peaks, riding each others hands.

You both keep your fingers inside each other, the feeling of Maya’s pussy squeezing and fluttering around your fingers is heaven. You focus on the feeling of your wife as you catch your breath. You go to shift off of Maya, and she winds her free arm around your neck and pulls you tight against her.

Maya’s way of telling you she can’t let go of you yet.

“Dinner?” You ask, and she shakes her head.

“Need you, need more.” Maya whimpers, and you understand. You reach behind Maya’s back and press her against your skin even closer. You inch out of her pussy and she hisses not wanting you to go, not wanting to be empty.

“I’ll make it better, I promise.” You tell her, and you pull her into a sitting position. You reach across the sofa to the footrest. Pulling the top off, it has a secret spot. It’s supposed to be for blankets, but the perks of not having kids meant that you two stashed drugs and sex toys in there. You reach in for the strap-on, and you stand up.

But Maya can’t do that, having to touch you nonstop, so she uses this excuse to put her hands on you. And your girl takes the strap from your hands, and you lift your foot and step into it and Maya fastens it tightly against you. Before leaning forward and licking it up and down like a ice pop in the summer.

She’s not giving you head, but rather getting it nice and wet, how you always tell Maya to.

You get back onto the sofa, and Maya spreads her legs as wide as she can. But you grip her shins and push them up so that you can hit her cervix just right. Just the way she likes it.

Maya understands, and she holds her legs and you position the silicone against her hole.

“Fuck, I love you Maya, who’s owns your cunt?” You say before you enter your wife’s leaking swollen pussy.

“Mrs. Mason, you fucking do. I love you, fuck I needed this all day. Where the fuck were you while I was firing the sound guy?” Maya gasps, and then you push all the way in with no warning and Maya’s body shakes like she’s having an exorcism. But your hands find her throat and squeeze just how the head of marketing likes. And you fuck into her with no indication you’ll ever slow down.

Maya gasps and her eyes focus on you again.

“Fuck, no one has ever been as deep as you. Fuck baby, oh shit. I want marry you all over again, don’t stop. Please don’t stop, I’ll be so good. Fuck baby, don’t stop. Spit on me.” Maya instructs, and you are too happy to oblige and spit on her breasts, and she arches into the feeling.

“Mama needed me today?” You don’t tease, you ask for real.

Maya let’s out a choked sob, something that almost sounds like ‘always.’ But her wanton noises and her fingers move, wrapping around your neck so we can get closer.

“You should have called me.” You say and angle your hips further up to push against the spot that makes Maya squirt. Her thighs quake just a bit and you know she’s super sensitive already.

“Y-you had a publishing mee–eting.” Maya can’t talk right now, but she tries, and it’s sexy to see her struggle.

“You remember my schedule, how cute, Mama.” You lean down and kiss her, knowing Maya a hundred percent remembers your schedule, and you download hers as well. You both are sorta control freaks, who want to know where the other is at all times.

It’s sorta a strange language you both speak, a type of love and intimacy that has edges others might find too sharp.

But as you kissed and fucked Maya on the sofa and her hands fell to your bare ass and pullled you deeper into her, it was clear that you and Maya made it work.

The food was very cold that night, the sun long set, and after the ninth orgasm you asked if Maya wanted to eat and she ignored your actual meaning, and went back to licking your clit like she only craved what your body could feed her.

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The event came faster than you or Maya really wanted.

It was around eleven pm, and there were a lot of people in your house; the upstairs was blocked off. But the living room was showing some kind of artistic director's erotica film, and the downstairs dungeon, which was about the size of some people's entire apartment, was filled to about fifty people now.

You already wanted everyone to leave, but you tried to be polite as they came up to talk to you.

It wasn’t until Patty came over looking panicked that you wondered if you shouldn’t have left Maya downstairs alone.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, and Patty looks in pain.

“Don’t be mad, Sal is here.” She whispers, and you scoff and then look confused, like this was a bad joke.

“What?”

“Evidently, he and…He and an older man are engaging in something, and he was on the list and…Sal didn’t realize who’s home this was. So, ya know. BDSM house rules: you two don’t know each other. We don’t need to make this a thing, we’re all consenting adults. Let’s just hope he doesn’t-”

“HEYYYYYYY!” Sal yells from across the house and multiple people jump and turn as Sal yells. He’s actually sober, right, of course he is, right? You try to rationalize that perhaps he’s just had never been to a party like this, and doesn’t get what he just did.

But Sal didn’t clock you and Patty like you’d thought, he saw Maya from across the living room, as she’d come upstairs to find you.

Maya was checking in with you, knowing you didn’t like crowds. She was used to this many morons in a room, but you were not. And she knew how you didn’t love hosting parties, or having them in your home. As much as you wanted to be a team player. So she’d grabbed two cold Italian soda’s and had come to find you, her introverted wife.

“The fuck…” Maya looked around the room and you wondered if it was to find you, and like a fucking submerine she used sonar and clocked you, and then eyed her work dork, and then looked back at you like. ‘Are you fucking seeing this or am I having a stroke?’

Your face cringes automatically and you scramble over to your wife, Your black heels click on the hard wood and you try to count your breathing but you find her, and she wraps her arm around your waist to ground you.

Patty is no help, as she leaves you two to fend for yourselves.

Sal comes over all excited, and you aren’t sure what the fuck to do now.

“Oh my god, I knew you two were freaks in the sheets.” Sal laughs and you think Maya might kill him, but if she doesn’t, you were ready to kick his ass out.

“How did you get an invite, you fucking old used tampon. No one likes you enough to add you as their plus one.” Maya smiles with all her teeth, but you know it to be her defense; she would go to battle for you. You don’t know what to say, so you know Maya will take care of this.

She holds your waist tightly, and you work on breathing.

“Oh my god, is this why little Smutty Author Mason comes to your office for afternoon delights at lunch time! You guys are like perverts and shit! Oh my god, no kink shame. So what is it, furry suit? Oh wait no, Maya you let men fuck your wife and you are like cuckholding?” He guessed his eyebrows were going further up his face from excitement at the possibilities.

Maya’s long nails dig into your side, and you are thankful for the slight pain, it’s grounding you both now.

“No one fucks my wife but me Saperstein, and if you say that again. I’ll give you a black eye that will be so big you’ll have to use KISS level face paint to hide it at work. Now who the fuck are you here with?” Maya’s voice got lower and more dangerous, and you took another deep breath happy she was holding you or you’d panic now.

“Oh, uh him and her.” Sal points, and your eyes get bigger, another no-no. Maya practically barks at him.

“Who fucking raised you! It was either the Beverly Hillbillies or the family from The Hills Have Eyes? Put your hand down, or I’ll snap your finger off and shove it up your cocaine stained nose.”

Sal put his hand down and giggled, and now you wondered if he was perma-high or if he had pregamed this party.

“Are you high right now?” You break your silence to ask, and your voice is irritated, but Sal still doesn’t respond.

“I thought bottoms aren’t supposed to talk at these things, Maya, spank your woman.” Sal disrespects you and you know he is fucked up now, because Sal was an asshole, but he was usually just a goofey one, not rude to you.

Maya stepped forward and the soda dropped from her free hand and shattered on the floor. She reached out and grabbed his throat.

“The fuck did you just say to my wife in our home? Look at me, look close, and say it again, I want to see if you can see your soul leave your body reflected in my eyes. I hope you had a good pregame because it’s your last night on earth.” Maya squeezes his throat and he’s choking and looking at you for help.

You grasp Maya’s bicep and whisper in her ear what she needs from you, and her fingers start to relax, but her hold on his neck stays.

Believe it or not, some people turn to watch, wondering if it’s a consensual non-con scene in the living room. But the scared way Sal looks like he may have pissed himself makes more people watch than the choking.

“Maya, let’s just kick him out.” You say loud enough now for Sal to hear the plan.

“Nice idea, bottom. Maso,n listen to your bottom please-ow, you are stronger than my brothers.” He squeaks, and you look around to see if anyone is willing to lay claim to this man. But whoever he did come with, isn’t stepping forward to help him, or be upset that someone is choking him.

“Ok, baby, let’s take him out front and I’ll call him a cab.” You tell your wife the plan, and she moves from his throat to the back to his ear, which she clamps down with her acrylic nails so hard he’s sure to bleed.

“OWW” Sal shouts and someone giggles as you grab Maya’s free hand and lead her and the man out the front of the house, squeezing by people who were naked with cock cages.

You open the front door, and the night air is calming for how embarrassing and weird this is.

Maya’s hand goes from his ear to the back of his head and she pushes hard, she did palates every Tuesday afternoon, and he fell onto the pristine driveway and to his knees.

“You two are the worst hosts ever! This party wasn’t even that wild! No booze even! And someone was was getting a metal rod in their penis downstairs, that was wild. Oh my god Maya, do you think Matt would come next time? I thought I saw Quinn with a blindfold and a vibrator, but it couldn’t be her. Oh fuck, is that what you two do? Do you write all that smut about what Maya does to you. Fuck bottoms are so predictable.” Sal is reaching for his coke but he can’t find it in his pockets.

Maya’s face is red and you pull out your phone, the one you weren’t supposed to have at the party but you’d hidden in your bra. You take it out and dial for the cab company. Not about to order him an Uber and pay for it.

Maya stalks forward and her heel goes into the back of his hand and he screams like someone who’s never experienced an angry woman before.

“Listen closely, Uma Therman, I don’t want your coke-ridden brain to forget what I’m about to tell you. If you so much as whisper about this party, about anything you saw, or anyone you think you saw. I’ll not only get you fired, I’ll end your life, first your social life, and then I’ll call your mother. Your nice Ima, the super orthodox jewish mommy. And I’ll tell her what you actually do on your weekends in L.A with the drugs and the porn. And once I’m done, I’ll call my uncle who’s still the head of the largest gang in the United States, and he’ll chop off your fingers so you can’t touch your shvants anymore. So, I’ll ask you one time. And I hope you were listening because Matt can’t save you here. And I’ll give you a hint, if you say a thing about my wife, that cab won’t be coming. A hearse will be coming, so this is important for your livelihood. Sal, what did you do this evening?”

“You like Pulp Fiction? You knew a lot of Yiddish is your wife a jew too?” Sal asked still grimacing from the pain Maya was inflicting like it was horrrible but he had questions.

“Yes, ten minutes, that’s fine.” You say into the phone, looking into the Los Angeles skyline from your mansion on the hill as Maya’s last nerve just got flicked.

Maya moves her heel off of Sal and he sighs happily.

But it’s short lived, as he didn’t answer correctly.

Maya knee’s him in the face and Sal’s nose makes a grody snapping noise and your face scrunches in disgust.

But while you dominated the bedroom, Maya wore the strap in your societal relationship. This is how you two worked.

You were not the type of wife to say ‘stop, no don’t baby, he didn’t mean it.’ Nor were you the top to say ‘stop defending my honor, I’m the dom I can do it myself.’

No, you and Maya worked because she broke boys' noses, and you sat pretty against her at dinner. And then when you got home Maya begged for release and you made her sweat and scream for mercy.

You two worked.

Fucking power couple really.

You hung up and walked over to Maya and tucked the phone in the back of her dress pants.

Then reached over to her wrist and took one of her bracelets to make shift it into a hair tie to pull your unruly hair up into a messy bun.

“YOUS BROOWKE ME NOWSE.” He tried with a lisp as blood gushed out and you both cringed at him like it was gross. You reached over to Maya’s jacket pocket which had a pocket swear and you took it out. Waiving it up and down once to loosen it from the pressed fold, and then you tossed it at his face and her grabbed it and held it against his gushing nose.

“Sal, she’s not going to help you more than that. I know my wife. So, what did you do this evening?” Maya asked again, even though she really wanted to end this now. And you knew it from the way her body was tense, you’d seen this go badly before.

She was right, you wouldn’t interfere more than what you’d already done.

“I BROWKE MY NOWSE ADTA BAWR.”

Maya turned to you and arched her eyebrow at Sal’s story. You shrugged and rolled your eyes and Maya took a deep breath through her nose like it was too exhausting to talk to this smuck.

“Ok, that works. The taxi will be here soon, stay outside. Don’t take photos of anything, or my high heel will pop your ball sack, it’ll be more graphic than Apocalypse Now in my front yard. Okay Sal?” Maya asked and you leaned up and kissed her cheekbone and then whispered in her ear and she seemed to like what you said.

You both turned back in the house as Sal tried to set his nose but just kept cursing.

When you walked back in, Patty was ushering people out of the house, knowing you two had agreed that people would leave the house before midnight.

About the time Susan Sarandon was touching Maya’s arm and laughing about how great a Bdsm night this whole thing was, you were ready to go into a dark room and not talk to anyone for a long time.

Maya was polite, but her expression morphed as Sarandon was distracted, she found your gaze, and it was clear she knew you were done.

Maya spoke to Susan now, and you knew it was a gentle and nice goodbye.

You picked up a bunch of plates and walked over to the kitchen setting them in the sink and as you turned to open the fridge for a drink, Michelle Pfeiffer walked over to you.

“Hi, I just want to say. I’m a huge fan of your books. I know it’s a little out of the ordinary for anyone to acknowledge who we are here. But I wanted to let you know, I think you are so talented.” The older actress is a little breathy as she compliments you.

“Oh, wow, um. Thank you!” You say surprised having not expected this, or her to know who you were.

“I was wondering, if it is ok. I heard you are pretty involved in this community. I was wondering if you wanted to play sometime.”

You held the sparkling water for a little too long in your hands as you tried to catch up to what was happening.

“I’m sorry are you asking to play with me?” Your eyebrows furrow.

“Well, if that’s alright. I mean if you aren’t interested-”

“I’m flattered, I’m also married.” You cut off.

“Would he mind?” She asks quickly, and you can’t begin to explain how much Maya would mind.

“Oh, he really, really would,” Maya’s voice cuts from behind the actress, and you try to hide your smile. This was gonna be good.

The older woman turns around to see Maya standing there, with her sexy tailored suit, her razor sharp nails, gorgeous hair and make up, and a hand on her hip as she gives a look that could be studied by psychologists who specialize in serial killers.

“I didn’t realize.” Pfeiffer tries, and you see it now, she just put together your last name and she obviously knows who Maya is. Everyone in Hollywood had heard rumors of what she did for the studio, and she was heavily feared. Even for a legend like Miss Scarface.

The actress bows her head and leaves your house very quickly.

But not before Maya calls out.

“Bye, Grease 2!” Which is honestly maybe even meaner than breaking Sal’s nose.

You chuckle and hand the bubble water to Maya. Who takes it and twists off the cap and takes the first long gulp, and she doesn’t stop. You know she’s calming her temper before speaking to you, her wife who did nothing wrong in that situation.

“Is everyone finally gone?” You ask, realizing the house is now quiet once more.

Maya nods her head once but continues to chug the water, and you know now she’s really worked up from that.

And you couldn’t help yourself, you make it work.

“Grease 2 was bad, but she was Cat Woman, and that leather was hot.” You say it so low and slow and Maya moves the bottle from her lips and slams it down on the counter top and the plastic breaks.

And she’s scowling at you now, and you feel the arousal shoot through your body.

“Don’t do this.” Maya’s voice is not even a whisper.

“You know, I had a poster of her on my wall.” You tell the truth and Maya takes one step and she’s picked you up and you are laughing.

She runs across the house holding you above her and she takes the stairs faster than you thought the 51 year old could. But she moves with purpose and your thrown onto your california king sized bed and you laugh fully now.

“You did not!”

“I don’t even like blondes, Maya! I like brunettes with sparkling eyes and bad attitudes. If my women can’t snap a man in half then they can’t touch my ass!” You say it and then snort at the image of Sal bleeding on your front yard.

“The bad boys?” Maya’s eyebrow arches, and you think she’s showing a lot of strength now. But you aren’t ready to let it go.

“Didn’t you hear her, I have to ask my husband before I play!” You laughed so hard your sides hurt at the idea.

And Maya just can’t even handle this, she grabs your ankle and takes off your black heels one by one and puts them on the floor as you keep giggling.

“No, I like my wife. I like how she sighs when I finally let her sink her fingers inside of me.” You say, and Maya’s whole demeanor shifts, and she’s let her walls down completely now. Done with the tough act, ready to be safe and loved and intimate with you.

She doesn’t need to be the bad boy here; you’d love every shade of Maya Mason. Her nails scratch up your leg, and you allow it for a second, enjoying her touch.

“I heard someone ask what a power bottom was tonight.” Maya tried to sound casual as she took off her suit jacket, to only have her bra underneath and now you were done laughing done talking even, this wasn’t funny, this was fucking sexy as hell. She threw the nice suit jacket to the armchair in the corner. You try to recover from this effortless Maya sex appeal she has.

“Oh? Did you tell them?”

“No, not my place to teach. You write the seduction, I just sell it, baby girl. ” Maya shrugged, looking away from yo,u and your knees fell to the sides at the sight of her now.

Maya let her thumb trail down her stomach to tease you, as her nail hooked under her nice dress pants, and you noticed her leather belt, a light bulb went off.

You loved being kinky, you loved being a writer, but more than all of that, you loved Maya.

“Give me your belt.” You say, and Maya’s face quickly flashes confused, obviously unaware of how she had been your muse.

“Come on power bottom. Let’s see what you can do.” You challenge and Maya’s grin is the one she saves just for you, in this space.

She takes off the belt faster now, and hands it to you.

Before dropping her dress pants and she goes to take off her lacey thong but you tsk her and she stops, before her knees fall to the bed.

“Do you know what a power bottom is, Maya?”

“Of course I do.” She doesn’t glare, but her tone isn’t sweet, and you take the tail end of the belt and loop it through the buckle before you make a disapproving face.

“That wasn’t a very polite way to speak to your domme. Nor was it a very nice thing to say to your wife. Now seeing as I’m asking now, not some skanky girl at a party. Let’s see if my Mama can behave and answer a simple question.” Your tone is harsher and Maya’s body is already subconsciously reacting; she’s leaning into you, like she wants a bite, a kiss, a slap.

“What are you doing with the belt?”

“You don’t like this belt? You got it from my side of the closet, it’s real leather.” You pretend not to understand what your wife is saying.

“I like it, I like it in your hands too.” Maya licks her top lip now, and you think, ‘good you are thirsty.’

“You like it in my hands?” You are both on your knees across from each other, but you inch closer to her, and Maya’s breathing out of her mouth like she can’t wait for what happens next.

“Yes, baby, I do.”

“I like it better like this.” You say and put the belt over her head and then tighten it around her neck, just enough to be uncomfortable but not enough to hurt her. You keep it there with your fingers and Maya’s knee’s buckle and you laugh at her reaction to this.

“Safe word Mrs. Mason?”

“Budget Cuts.” Her voice has lost all it’s bite now, and she’s yours once more, your little whore. Who will do anything you want, just to get to touch you again?

“Do you need to use your safe word, darling?” You ask, and Maya’s hands go out to the mattress and you understand she needs to lie down, it’s just too good, she doesn’t have it in her to sit up.

You gently guide her to lie down across the bed, on top of the comforter.

“No, fuck baby. I’m yours, do whatever you want, sweet girl.” Maya’s legs fall open now, begging you to use her.

You don’t, though, you are fully clothe,d and Maya’s eyes fall to your chest, wanting you naked again. She can see the tops of your lacey bra, and it’s been killing her all night.

Your hair falls around your face, out of your bun, and Maya’s gaze is one you know too well, she thinks you look beautiful.

“Maya, baby, you tell me if it’s too tight, or we don’t play with the belt again, ok?” You warn her, and Maya lets her tongue hang open and nods twice, and it’s enough for you for now.

You straddle her hips, your nice pants tight, and Maya’s hand’s move to grab your ass and you tug on the belt to remind her ‘no touching.’

She’s quick, both her hands fall to her own thighs, and her nails dig into her skin.

“You didn’t like Sal in our home, why?”

You ask and it throws Maya for a loop, she wasn’t expecting you to bring that up now. But she’s smarter than all of the stupid studio gives her credit for, and she’s nothing if not adaptable to negotiations.

“He doesn’t get to be in our home.” She says and you don’t like it and your head tilts from side to side like you are deciding if that’s what you want.

“Do you feel embarrassed that you are the bottom here, Maya? Do you not want them to know what your younger wife does? That you cum without me touching you, just from your tongue inside my cunt? Or are you afraid of them seeing you so desperate for me?” You ask, and Maya’s hips buck as you hold the belt against her neck.

“Fuck no, I’m not any of that baby. It’s no one’s fucking business, and he wasn’t respecting you in our home. No one disrespects you.” Maya’s voice is stern and it makes your heart leap.

“Good answer, you get a reward, Mama. What would you like?” You ask knowing already what she’s going to say. Maya’s hand reaches to play with your nice top, just the bottom of it, just to ask. You release the belt and take your top off. And Maya goes to touch and you grap the belt and yank her up to your face now, holding her in place. “ Not so fast, we haven’t finished yet.”

“Fuck baby, my sweet girl. I’ve been so good, I fucking watched as people stared at your ass all night and I didn’t lose my mind.”

“You did break Sal’s nose, but that doesn’t really count. You were very good. But now we are having a BDSM lesson. Come on, Mrs. Robbinson, think you can keep up with your baby girl?” You tease, and Maya’s back arches under you as you hold the leather and place her back onto the bed.

“Now what was her question, oh yes! What is a power bottom?”

You ran your free hand under the wire of her gorgeous maroon La Perla lacey bra. It makes her whole body shiver under your teasing touch, like this is her first time being seduced.

“Fuck, power bottoms..They can be assertive from the bottom.”

“Hmm, interesting, I suppose some could think it is that. Do you think you can explain more than that?” You ask, and you unhook her bra with one hand and choke her with the other.

Maya’s gazefall down to her now bare chest, her rosy nipples already straining from how horney your words and touch make her.

You bend down and let the tip of your tongue brush against her nipple, and it hardens painfully now and Maya hisses like she’s been burned. You turn your head to the side and lick the circle around her areola before sitting up straight again.

“Did I already make you into such a cum slut you can’t think? Baby, what are you a straight man? I play with you just a little, and you can’t answer me anymore? Do you need to cum, already? You don’t wanna play with your baby anymore? Mama you just a one-shot wonder? I bet I could make you ‘cream’ in your underwear. Just like a bad boy. You think I should do that, not even touch your greedy cunt?” You ask her and you pout your lip out and Maya is panting now and her legs are moving without her permission, like she can’t contain herself.

“Fuck, no I want you. I want everything you’ll give me. Fuck um, ok a power bottom can top from the bottom. Or help a scene go a certain way, it’s like a different head space.”

“Hmmm…do you think you are a power bottom, Maya?” You ask, and Maya’s mind short-circuits and you wait a minute, pretending to be patient.

But you have another idea, and you get off of Maya entirely and drop the leather belt around her neck.

You stand to the side of the bed and start to walk away.

“WAIT NO! BABY COME BACK! WAIT I’LL DO ANYTHING! PLEASE, BABY DON’T GO! I’ll be so good for you, I’ll do anything, don’t go!” Maya sounds like she’s a crazed woman begging for her life, and you smirk before turning back to her.

You reach behind your back and hold the clasp for your bra.

“Do you, Maya Mason, consider yourself a power bottom?”

“I don’t know, maybe?” Maya’s answer is so non-committed, and you don’t know if it’s because she actually hasn’t thought about it. Which would make sense, Maya doesn’t like a lot of labels. But she is very into terminology and weaponizing it for marketing. So this could be a few different levels for Maya.

Or perhaps she was afraid if she said yes or no you wouldn’t give her what she wanted. Which was hilarious, how could anyone resist Maya, shirtless and begging to fuck. With leather around her throat and her panties already beyond ruined.

You lift your foot dramatically and take a small step forward, and Maya is watching your every move like if she blinks she may miss something good.

“Do you? Do you feel like a power bottom, Mommy?” You as,k and your chin tilts to the side and you look at her with enough seduction to have Bruno Mars forget Michelle and say your name instead. You were that fucking white gold right now.

And the hungry, needy, and impossibly aroused Maya was making it very clear that she’d beg borrow and steal to touch you just for a second tonight.

“I- don’t know.”

“Do you feel in control?” You change the game, and Maya’s mouth is open, like she can’t breathe anymore.

You unclip the back of your bra and it falls swiftly to the floor, and your tits are out, and Maya’s entire being is ready to combust on the spot, you wonder if she’s about to cum.

“How about now?”

#fanfic #fanfiction #kathryn hahn #ao3 fanfic #kathryn hahn x reader #the studio #the studio fanfic #maya x reader #maya mason x reader #maya mason #mother hahn

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junsite · 1 year ago

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pinkie promise kisses.

투바투 범큐 ༝ gn reader 374 high school au fluff bsf2lover ༯ cw. kissing

it was days like these where you didn't know why everyone had disliked choi beomgyu; notorious reserved quiet boy, always giving cold glares to whoever dared to look at him.

days like these where you sat in his lap, slowly stroking the makeup brush across his eyelids and smudging the pigmented spots. days like these where you sat in comfortable silence, the only noise being the melody of his spotify playlist. days like these where you failed to notice how he gazed up at you longingly when you smiled in approval, giggling as you finished applying tint to his perfect lips. days like these where you both enjoyed the comfort of each other, no need for conversation.

you were beomgyu's best friend. only friend? yes. but the best one either way. it was almost cliché the way you had met. bumping into him at a convenience store and accidentally spilling all of his iced coffee all over him. you were so cute, cheeks flushed in embarrassment as you scrambled to grab tissues before the stain could soak in. it was a shame he was wearing a white tshirt.

every day after that it was like you saw beomgyu everywhere. you hadn't even realized he was in your same class until you were forced to sit next to him, a bright smile creeping onto your face, you're from the convenience store, right? i'm still so sorry about the coffee. he only glared, lips parting as he worked up an answer before you spoke again. i can buy you another one after school if you don't mind, you offered shyly.

you truly grew on him. your bubbly (but fierce) personality, always defending him from rude remarks, closely following behind him wherever he went. hallway glances turned to eating every lunch together, small talk turned to meaningful conversations about your futures, swing sets at the park turned to laying side by side on his bed, an earbud each as you listened to acoustic instrumental.

even now, as you sat in his lap, staring at his lips for a bit too long before nervously looking back up, brushing stray hairs out of his face.

the day, today, where beomgyu had kissed you like he'd wanted to for so long. you were shocked to say the least but didn't think about pulling away for a second. it was like flowers bloomed, the dim lamp on his nightstand creating a glow around you. beomgyu kissed you again, no words enough to make you understand his longing.

arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer, soft hairs tickling your neck as he nuzzled into you, squeezing you tight.

beomgyu still had that white tshirt, tucked away in the corners of his closet. he cherished you more than you thought, a sunshine brought into his dull life. choi beomgyu loved you, and now he'll never let you forget it.

a/n i was a bit sleep deprived writing this so it might be a bit rushed lol. btw, english isn't my first language so i apologize for any errors. please enjoy!

#txt x reader #beomgyu x reader #txt fluff #txt soft thoughts #txt soft hours #txt scenarios #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu soft thoughts #beomgyu soft hours #beomgyu fluff #📹 큐아 𐙚 #prod. junsite

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valkyrie1435atla · 11 months ago

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If This is a Dream, Don't Wake Me - MASTERPOST

Welcome to my blog dedicated to my Avatar: The Last Airbender fan comic. This is the masterpost with links to every part in chronological order, and the link to the spotify playlist of songs I've used in the video version of the comic. It will be updated with every new part I release.

-Synopsis- Team Avatar failed to defeat the Fire Nation, and suddenly find themselves back at the beginning.

Part 1: One Door Closes...

Part 2: Another Door Opens

Part 3: Lazarus Syndrome

Part 4: This Pain is Familiar to Me

Part 5: Delay (My Body Catches up to my Mind)

Part 6: You are Different From Yesterday

Part 7: Meeting you for the First Time (Again)

Part 8: We Need to Talk

Part 9: Get it Right This Time

Part 10: Tense

Part 11: A Change

Part 12: Boiling Point (My Worry Tears me Apart)

Part 13: Play-by-Play

Part 14: MORTEM OBIRE

Part 15: I Think Of You As My Own (All That Matters)

Part 16: Witness

Part 17: A Thankless Job

CURRENTLY ON HIATUS

-things to keep in mind-

I am only one person. This series is not my top priority in my life, it comes second to college, work, self care, etc. I am however extremely passionate about this work, and will update whenever I have the time.

I am an artist, not a writer. While I am working to improve my writing skills, some story elements may have continuity errors, and characters may act ooc sometimes. I really appreciate advice on how to write better

My preferred method of telling my story is through music. The video versions are up on my TikTok (@ valkyrie1435) and will be posted here eventually as well. I will definitely draw in a comic format, but to get the full experience, watch the videos.

This story will feature many of the main cast members, but it is primarily Zuko-centric. He is my special interest character, so naturally I draw him the most.

I am autistic, so my interactions in comments and asks may be awkward.

If you have a question not related to this comic, ask it on my main account, @valkyrie1435 also, don't write an ask if you don't have a question. Please use the comment/reply feature on posts.

I need validation. Like any other artist, I can only motivate myself for so long without outside feedback. Commenting and engaging with posts is very encouraged!

The story is a work in progress. I am not entirely sure the direction this series will be taking, so feel free to speculate or give suggestions on what you would like to see.

Ships will not be a focus. If you are looking for atla ship content, you won't find it here.

Link to Spotify playlist of songs I have used in the video version of the comic V

#atla #avatar the last airbender #if this is a dream au #original comic #prince zuko #uncle iroh #avatar aang #sokka #fan comic #masterpost #If This is a Dream Don't Wake Me #Spotify

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Hi, how are you? I saw your requests are open so can you please write a social media au where charles leclerc is dating a singer similar to Taylor and Travis's relationship and just the internet reactions to it the rest is up to you, thank you 🫶🏻

sabrina carpenter as face claims if you're okay with it

HEART ON TOUR [CL16 smau]

Charles Leclerc x singer!reader

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Summary: Everybody wants to attend Y/N's world tour and that clearly includes the Ferrari star driver, Charles Leclerc. Though when at a concert, he doesn't get the chance to speak with the famous singer and ask her out, and then gets asked about it in an interview, he isn't shy to admit what his intentions were. Maybe that'll bring Y/N's attention to him... and it definitely will bring the fan's attention. Soon enough, rumors about the couple dating start running around.

Warnings: I worked on this for like 8 hours straight so it's very much possible there are some mistakes or spelling errors I didn't even notice after all that time XD.

Author's Note: Here you go Anon, hope you'll like it! I used Sabrina Carpenter as face claim because let's be honest, she has great photos for this type of social media au and is a singer as well. I made this more like a story of how Y/N and Charles started dating and the fans reaction to that and also somehow tried to replicate Taylor's and Travis' way of meeting, some events and timelines, but to match it with Formula 1 world. Thanks for the request and enjoy! :)

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yourusername It's always great to be home, even if you're on a world tour!🇺🇸 Thank you LA for having me, singing in the rain with me and creating special atmosphere I'll remember my whole life!❤️‍🔥 And now Rio de Janeiro is waiting as the next stop of my Heart On Tour!✨🎤

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user1 NO ONE looks that good in the rain except her

arianagrande perfect💋

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user2 the concert was so good y'all don't understand now I can't live without knowing I'll see her sing again 😭💔

user3 MOTHER IS MOTHERING

user4 Real angel right here 🤍

taylorswift Nothing screams girl power more than you honey!❤️‍🔥

yourusername thx sm taylor!!! you're literally my biggest inspo ever, love youu 🥰

user5 I love how they're fighting for the most successful and profitable tour ever but still support each other!

user6 omg stop it this is so sweet🥹

user7 The tabloids that constantly try to pit them against each other should be embarrassed XD

user8 STOOOOP NOT MY TWO PARENTS INTERACTING!!!

user9 taylor swift & y/n y/l/n... the best celebrity duo ever😻

user10 ur literally the people‘s pop princess

charles_leclerc Great concert!😍

user11 ARIANA WHAT R U DOING HERE

user12 lol user11 the fact that Ariana herself is under this post as well 😭

user13 not charles trying to shoot his shot with your queen

user14 Why is my fav f1 driver randomly commenting under Y/N's post?!🤠

user15 waiiittt does this mean he's been at the concert???

user16 omg NO WAYYYY🫢

user17 guys I think he was trying to flirt w her and you kinda ruined it💀

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user17 what the hell-

user18 you left a whole country speechless💗

user19 More like the whole world!!!

spotify WOW 🤩

user20 I wanna be Y/N so baaad

victoriassecret If you ever retire from singing, come and be our angel!💘

user21 so who's here just to first handedly look at charle's sus comment? admit it🤨

user22 meeee

user23 I thought I'm the only one 😭

user24 well when you put it like that user21...

user25 I wish I could repost comments on ig 😃

user26 🫢🫢

user27 Yeah me too guys

user28 honestly i'm not even ashamed🤷‍♀️

user29 Models are lucky you’re not a model

user30 FR

user31 BRASIL IS WAITING FOR YOU 🇧🇷❤️

user32 i seriously dont get the hype she has 🖕

user33 Then go away lol

user34 I can sense the formula one side of twitter is going to eat this upppp

user35 It's so funny how the crazy fan girls can get hyped over one comment... like be fr yn is a world famous singer ofc charles knows about her and can be her fan 🙄

user36 yeah plus I think she said herself she knows him too and is f1 fan bc she watched it with her dad or smth

user37 OMG they're each other's fans?!🥺 Idgaf about being crazy fan girly if it means we'll get this romance story!!!

user38 UR STYLIST DESERVES A RAISE 'CAUSE DAAAMN😘

user39 maybe i'm broke now but this concert was worth the money

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interview with Charles

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instagram direct messages between Y/N and Charles

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charles_leclerc Good days off. ❤️

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user1 no way a woman made it to his babygirl filter instagram feed😧

user2 it's not a woman anymore... it's THE woman

user3 Uhmm...who is that girl?? In the second picture??

user4 I have a feeling that it's Y/N Y/L/N 🤭

user4 No way oh my god?!

user5 calm down guys it isn't confirmed or anything😑

carlossainz55 You are giving everybody a headache mate

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user6 you tell him carlito!!!!!

user7 OMG look at who liked his comment😃

user8 WAKE UP NEW PHOTOS OF CHARLES DROPPED 🗣🗣

user9 ehm charlie honey... who is that???🧐

user10 Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/NNNN

user11 Manifesting in real life lmao

user12 whats hapeningggggg

user13 he isn't single anymore 💔💔

user14 but it's y/n ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

user15 I hope so 😔❤️‍🩹

user16 What a way to start my day

user17 i literally spat out my morning coffee

user18 this is such a random soft launch help😭

user19 You see, I know that blonde hair from somewhere... 😏

user20 DAMN

user21 sorry not sorry but that's clearly y/n in the third pic🤷‍♀️

user22 💯💯💯🥇🏆

scuderiaferrari Let's rock the next Grand Prix!❤️‍🔥

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charles_leclerc ❤️‍🔥

user23 ADMIN TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW RN

user24 interesting choice of emoji that's associated with y/n and the heart on tour 🥸🥸

user23 SUS

user24 Hard smash

user25 i love that even while soft launching he can't let go of the aesthetic filter he uses for his whole ig💀

joris__trouche lol true

user25 ohhh hi joris😭

user26 Idk who she is and tbh idgaf 'cause she's hooot 🥵😩

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yourusername cruising down the street in my red car, feeling the wind whisper secrets, oh so far. 💄🎸🏎

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user1 i never knew i needed ferrari coded y/n to live till we got her 😩

yourusername me neither babes

user1 oh my god what does that meeaaannn???!!!

user2 pop princess is living the dream so happy for you and all of your success

scuderiaferrari Everybody is a Ferrari fan ❤️

yourusername ofc!!🫡

user3 Yes we are... just pls stop giving us depression

user4 ohhh the caption screams NEW SONG

user5 right?! it's giving ✨lyrics✨

user6 let's pray for a release soon

user7 🙏🙏🙏

charles_leclerc Red suits you ❤️

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user8 omg

yourusername wonder why ❤️

user8 OMG

user9 i dont want to be delusional... but c'mmon they gotta be dating

user10 THIS FEEL LIKE A HISTORICAL MOMENT YALL🤭

user11 ...so we're not talking about how the gp ended (or started) for charles, right?🥲

user12 idk what you're talking about🥲

user13 formation lap? naaaah it didn't happen🥲

user14 um so like you’re actually perfect

spotify you are GLOWING 🤩

user15 mommy- sorry... mommy-sorry... MOTHER

lilymhe my girl crush strikes again

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user16 she's just like us xd

user17 I can't blame you Lily😌

user18 PLS I'M BEGGING YOU TELL US IF UR DATING CHARLES OR NOT

user19 Yall think she's real?��

user20 congrats on dating our babygirl driver y/n!

user20 (delulu is the solulu if you're wondering)

user21 Does Charles' mom in the likes mean something??🤔

user22 i bet he talks about y/n at home 😏

user23 you two are making me too obsessed with this couple that isn't even couple and their family relationships

user22 isn't couple YET!

user24 That's the thinking I like user22 😂

user25 ICONIC❤️‍🔥

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yourusername secret's out i guess... love u with my whole heart and i'll be forever glad you went to my concert!💝

speaking of music, he's also my muse y'all so be prepared for new album coming soon 😚

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user1 AAGGHAHGDGADGASDHJGAD

user2 only acceptable reaction

user1 I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF I'M MORE EXCITED ABOUT THEM DATING OR Y/N MAKING NEW ALBUM TBH

user2 again, only acceptable reaction

charles_leclerc Proud of you mi amor!😘

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yourusername and i'm proud of you too honey 🥹🫶

user3 they're so sweet I caaaaan't

user4 FINALLY!!!! big congrats to you both

arthur_leclerc How did he even get you to date him?😆

yourusername let's say your big bro can be charming when he wants to... 😌

arthur_leclerc Okay NO NEED for details😅

yourusername xdd

user5 MY ROMAN EMPIRE

user6 everybody's roman empire im afraid😍

user7 how can you both be so damn hot?!

carlossainz55 Does this mean free tickets? 😏

yourusername we'll se about that

landonorris pls y/n

danielricciardo hiiii y/n

alex_albon think of my gf y/n

yourusername okay okay you convinced me

maxverstappen1 I bet it was Alex's comment that convinced you

yourusername ...no need to expose me like that max emilian ☹️

user8 they're the IT couple

user9 Look at how cute Charlie looks in the 5th photo🥰

user10 OMG YEEES

user11 hey am I the only one who's instagram is glitching and not working???

user12 loool Y/N and Charles broke the internet😭

user13 Yeah and they took it too literally 'cause my ig is acting weird as well 💀

user15 look at my fav couple 😻

user16 I hope she'll bring him luck in the next f1 season

scuderiaferrari Everybody is an Y/N fan ❤️

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charles_leclerc 🫡

user17 FACTS!!!

user18 mommy and daddy right there

user19 idgaf about her and Charles THE QUEEN IS WORKING ON MORE SONGS YEEEES

f1 Welcome to the family Y/N! 🫶

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user20 she's the best wag ever 💕

user21 THE MOMENT I WAITED FOR IS HERE

user22 I'm looking at the third photo respectfully 🤭

user23 i love this soft side of Charles omg🥺

user24 righttt? he should post photos like this as well, its better than those professional ones on his profile

user25 Totally agree with this

user26 my jaw dropped but I'm happy about it

user27 idk but charles & y/n definitely won my heart

user28 😍😍

user29 NEW ALBUUUUM

user30 Y/N Y/L/N you'll be forever famous!❤️‍🔥

BONUS

Enchanted Wheels by Y/N Y/L/N (lyrics):

Cruising down the street in my red car,

Feeling the wind whisper secrets, oh so far.

Monaco lights, they dance in the night,

As I search for a love that feels so right.

In this city so bright, I'm lost in the haze,

But I know deep inside, I'll find my soul's maze.

I'm chasing dreams, like chasing the moon,

In this journey, I'll find my love soon.

Enchanted wheels taking me away,

Through the starlit skies, where love will stay.

In the magic of Monaco, my heart takes flight,

Hoping destiny guides me to my soulmate tonight.

Driving through the streets, past midnight's hour,

Looking for heartbeats that give me the power.

In every stranger's eyes, I see fleeting sparks,

But I won't settle for less, only love from the heart.

Monaco's captivating, but love's the real deal,

I won't let go until my heart can finally heal.

The city's alive with endless possibilities,

Somewhere out here, there's a love meant for me.

Enchanted wheels taking me away,

Through the starlit skies, where love will stay.

In the magic of Monaco, my heart takes flight,

Hoping destiny guides me to my soulmate tonight.

I've been searching high and low,

Through the crowds, I hope you'll show.

I believe in fate, destiny's plan,

Perhaps you're just one turn away, my soul's lifeline.

Enchanted wheels taking me away,

Through the starlit skies, where love will stay.

In the magic of Monaco, my heart takes flight,

Hoping destiny guides me to my soulmate tonight.

With every passing mile, my hope grows stronger,

In this journey for love, I won't wait any longer.

Enchanted wheels, lead me to my greatest win,

In Monaco, I'll find my soulmate, love from within.

THE END

Author's Note: Wow, this took m longer than expected (and the worst part was finding that one picture that somehow matches Charles' instagram filter), but I'm really satisfied with the result. Hope you liked this social media au and once again, I'll be grateful for likes, comments, reblogs, follows and every other way of showing your support. Also a little disclaimer: I didn't write the whole song, just a part of it and then helped myself with AI because I'm not really good in songwriting. Though I'm still curious if you liked the bonus, so let me know. Good night! :)

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