#2024 best musical world cup

[coinandcandle]

Witchy New Year Refresh

It’s the new year soon and I wanted to share what I plan to do to invite 2024 in with vim and vigor!

I plan to do this over a few weeks as doing it all at once would be exhausting and just isn’t possible for me. Do what works for you and listen to your mind and body!

Clean and Cleanse

Not just spiritually, but I plan to physically clean my space. Any time I am inviting something new into my home—be it the new year, new energy, or a new way of thinking—I clean and cleanse my space.

I’m not one for spiritual sterility, though. I tend to deep clean or organize my spaces and then I will move on to spiritually cleaning my space! Here are some ways you can do this:

Smoke cleansing - a common one but it’s a good one! Not a great option if you have asthma or pets.

Open windows - It’s pretty cold where I am right now but I still like to open the windows for a little bit to let the air flow through the space and carry out any stagnant air and energy.

Sound cleansing - Not always the best option for folks who live with others or have thin walls but I like to blast music and fill my space with sound. When doing this I prefer to use a playlist that invokes the energy I want to bring with me into the new year!

Spray incense - If smoke isn’t possible for you try using a sprayable incense! Just be careful since this will still distribute a substance across your space and if you have children or pets it’s best to use non-toxic plants for this.

Simmer pot - I love to throw together a simmer pot for cleansing my space. I find it works best in the room you’re in which is likely the kitchen but if you have a wax warmer or mug warmer then you can make a mini simmer pot by placing a heat-safe container of water on it and putting in whatever herbs and oils you want!

Connect and Reconnect

I have ADHD and if something is out of sight, it’s out of mind. To this point, I tend to forget about my oracle/tarot decks, offering vessels, and spell vessels. Here’s a few ways I plan to try to connect and reconnect with the spirits and energy around me.

Clean and organize altars or offering spaces - Self-explanatory but this means dusting, wiping down, and moving things around. It could also mean adding new things and tossing old things that have served their purpose.

Set out new offerings - I plan to try and truly connect to my house spirit(s) this year so I want to find a space in the home where I feel like I can best feel its energy and I will leave an offering. This also means refreshing offerings for deities.

Check-in with spell vessels - I’m a very physical witch, I tend to prefer having a real-world anchor for my spells. This adds up, though, and I’m stuck with a bunch of jars, bowls, pouches, or whatever else. Check-in and see if they’re still active or if you still need to maintain the physical aspect of the spell. If not, dispose of them appropriately.

New Year’s meditation - Practicing mindfulness and doing a meditation session to help me connect with myself going into the new year.

Shadow work or self-care - Shadow work is a form of self-care to me, though some of it can be intense and that’s not how I want to start my new year. Instead, I’ll be doing either some very gentle shadow work or I will be otherwise practicing simply self-care.

Misc

Other things you can do for the new year that I don’t have a category for!

Make a hearty and satisfying breakfast on New Year's Day to welcome in the new year--or at least a satisfying cup of coffee!

Drink tea that invokes the energy you’d like to follow you into the new year.

Make a list of things you would like to learn or try in the new year as far as your practice goes.

Here are some posts to look through for the coming year!

2024 Witchy Calendar by @breelandwalker

Witchy Self-Care post by @ts-witchy-archive

Witchy Quick Tip - Mini simmer pot by me

Celebrating the New Year by @thevirginwitch

Please feel free to add any in either a reblog or comment! <:

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[meechlamajor]

Tipsy - Paige Bueckers x Fem! Black Reader

Written March 22, 2024.

Warnings: angst, vulgar language, fluff, brief mentions of sex and sexuality.

You are Safiya

You and Paige have just gotten in from a house party that your cousin Anthony threw. All was well until one of his close friends, Camilla approached you, making advances toward you.

—

Your back rested upon the kitchen counter, a red cup in your hand filled halfway with vodka. The alcohol was getting to your head, and literally everything she was telling you seemed hilarious in the moment.

“Like, it was just so crazy because… she was dead serious! And we’re all just looking at her, but she was in her own world,” Camilla recalled as she told you about another experience she had at a different party of Anthony’s.

“Yeah well,” you shrugged, “some of us should probably be more like her,” you chuckled at the end of your sentence.

You had to yell a little over the loud music, but Camilla figured she’d make it a little easier by leaning into you. “Would you?” She inquired, “show me a little something,” Camilla beckoned with a smirk, daring you.

You snickered, “I said some of us. That doesn’t include me, I’m not really the dancing type.”

“It doesn’t hurt to let loose,” Camilla proposed. “Put the cup down, and let’s go dance.”

“Ahh..” you trailed off. “Fuck it.”

You abandoned your cup, pouring it out in the sink and followed Camilla as she led you through the crowd. You watched her first, trying to get a feel for how to match her energy.

She gyrated her hips, moving randomly, but you couldn’t deny that she looked good. You weren’t blind. She wore beige cargo pants, a white t-shirt from Goodfellow, and when her arms raised you could catch a glimpse of her boxers that rested gracefully on her hips. Just behind the band was a tattoo, but you couldn’t quite read it. Her hair was in a high bun, and she had a glowing smile.

And even the blind could see her aura. It was inviting and fun. Nothing too serious, which is why you eventually joined in. You were careful, at first, maintaining distance between yourselves, but as she minutes passed you got closer and closer to one another.

“Your Number” by Ayo Jay came on, and soon enough you found yourself damn near grinding on Camilla. You whined your hips slowly, your hands resting on your knees, and Camilla catching everything you were throwing.

Occasionally you would brush your coily hair out of your face, and your skin felt like it was on fire. All of the people in the house weren’t helping either as you all exchanged body heat.

Camilla hands found your hips, squeezing them as she brought you even closer, but you quickly brushed you off. You knew what you were doing, you aren’t stupid.

It was bad enough that you were throwing your ass back on someone other than your beloved girlfriend.

“Don’t touch,” you muttered, coming out of your bent over position.

“Damn, why’d you stop?” Camilla asked you, her hand coming up around your waist again. “Music’s still going.”

You swatted her hand away again.

“Yeah, babe, why’d you stop?” You heard Paige’s familiar voice from behind the both of you, her muscular arms crossed over her chest.

Before you could answer, she stood in front of you with your face in the firm grip of her hand. “Are you serious right now?” Paige gritted, narrowing her eyes at you. “No, no, actually, are you crazy? I know good and well that you aren’t stupid—“ she began to rant, her piercings globes never leaving yours.

A warm feeling spread within your chest, and your panties became damp. You tried your best to hide your smile as she expressed her anger, but you couldn’t help it.

“Is this funny to you?” She continued. Camilla got the hint, backing away into the crowd. Paige could smell the alcohol on your breath, and she knew exactly what was happening.

Usually she didn’t like to leave you alone at parties because she knew how people could be, but you’d convinced her that you two could do your own thing. Clearly that wouldn’t be happening again.

“Mm-mm,” you hummed, shaking your head.

Without words, Paige drug you through the party, and out of the front door, without even saying goodbye to Anthony or her friends. You did walk past them though, exchanging looks with them.

Paige pushed you in front of herself, watching you drunkenly stumble. “Walk,” she ordered. You guys took her car to the party and she’d parked a little down the block.

Your 1 inch heels slammed against the concrete, the sound filling your ears. That and the sound of cars speeding down the busy street. The temperature had dropped since you two got there, and goosebumps appeared on your arms. “I’m cold,” you whined, turning around toward her.

Paige rolled her eyes, shrugging off her unbuttoned button-up shirt and placing it on your own shoulders.

When you got the car, Paige opened the door for you, helping you get in, and then buckling you in. Even though she was upset with you, she wouldn’t forget her ways.

She get in on the driver’s side, turning on the heat for you.

You guys were about thirty minutes out from your joint apartment and you curled up in the seat after kicking off your heels. You’d shifted your body to face Paige, and you merely observed as she drove.

“P, I’m sorry. Are you mad at me?” You questioned, but she never answered. The road had all of her focus as she tried to get the two of you home safely.

You reached up, your ring clad hand grazing her jawline. You felt it clench and unclench. Paige was primarily trying to keep herself from leaning into your palm, but she just loved how it felt when you touched her.

Begrudgingly she brushed you off, placing your hand back in your lap.

—

And here you are, sitting on the couch of your living room with your face buried in the palms of your hands. You were still drowsy, but somewhat coming to your senses and you knew you fucked up.

Paige disappeared to the back of your apartment, presumably showering and getting changed. She’s been in there for about 25 minutes or so. The entire ride, not once did she speak to you.

You turned on the T.V., needing to fill the silence. Your mind was going a mile a minute and honestly it was killing you. You slowly made your way into the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of water. Groaning you screwed your eyes shut, taking small sips. You’re a lightweight.

Your feet had begun to ache, and the sweat dried on your skin. An icky feeling covered your skin, but you didn’t even want to think about going near the bathroom. You wanted to give her space.

It wasn’t long before she came out, steam following her.

Her slippers padded against the floor and you could hear Paige nearing the kitchen. You never looked back though. Truthfully, you were a little scared to.

In her hand, she shook a bottle of Aspirin which you nearly lunged for. But before you could grab it, she held it above your head, the full length of her arm extended. “We need to talk first.”

You nodded, “of course.”

“Did you want her to fuck you, Saf?” Paige inquired with seriousness in her face.

“What? No!” You replied immediately. “Not ever. She’s not you so…”

She chuckled bitterly, “oh really? Did you have the same thought when you were grinding on someone else, who isn’t me?”

“I— it was a mistake,” you huffed. “I wasn’t going to let it go any further than that. I love you, not her!”

Paige huffed, running her hands down her face. “I don’t doubt that, but what were you expecting to get out of this— me catching you in the act?”

Your cheeks warmed, and you cleared your throat. “I-I was hoping that you’d…” you trailed off.

“You’re a big girl, say it,” Paige pushed you.

“I wanted you to… you know, punish me for it.”

Paige grabbed your hands at your sides, pulling you in. “You know how I feel about communicating. You tell me if there’s something that you want. Why didn’t you?

Truth be told, you missed Paige so much. She’d been away for games and there was only so much a phone call could do for you. When it came down the topic of how much you need her to touch you or caress you, you got a little anxious.

You knew that there was a deeper problem if you couldn’t communicate with your longtime partner about how you felt about your sex life.

You huffed, “I’m embarrassed by it.”

She opened up the bottle of Aspirin, shaking a tablet into your hand, and passed it off to you. “Why? Did I do something to make you feel this way?”

You shook your head vehemently, “no, never. I just don’t know how to express my desires, and I didn’t want you to think differently of me. I know I went about it in the worst way.”

“I love all parts of you,” Paige expressed, keeping eye contact. “I’d never look at you differently just because you want to be fucked like a slut sometimes,” she spoke with a comical tone, but you knew she also serious. “We’re learning together because we’re a team.”

“Of course,” you nodded. You knocked back the Aspirin, one hand still connected with Paige’s.

“Come on,” she pulled you in the direction of the back of your apartment. “I’ll run you some bath water.”

You follow gingerly, but suddenly Paige pushes you to walk in front of herself, just like she’d done earlier. The palm of her slender hand made contact with your backside and you let out a yelp.

Your head snapped back her, to which she winked. It was looking like your fantasy was about to come true.

[lesmissocials-fuckedup]

Les Mis socials - official 2023 ranking

Here they are - The results of the "Worst post of 2023" competition and overall an archive for the worst posts the Les Mis social media teams have cursed us with this year.

1- "Who should Marius choose ?" - January 29

That one can be crowned "Worst post of the year" by far - The musical seems to once again have misunderstood three of its most important characters, reducing them to being mere love interests and defining Eponine and Cosette's relationship by a rivalry over Marius.

2 - Cosette at Thanksgiving - November 23

The US competitor also took a very strong stand here - not only because it shows a deep misunderstanding of what the character of Cosette fundamentaly stands for, but also because it can be seen as offensive by many. Putting an abused and starved french child in front of a Thanksgiving meal, really ?

3 - Mother's day - March 19

A picture of Madame Thénardier ? For Mother's day instead of Fantine ? It's more likely than you think. Although on this one the team gets extra credit for acknowledging that Madame Thénardier is not a good mother, which shows an unusual level of understanding when it comes to their own musical.

4 - The Wimbledon post - July 15

Also known as That One Post Where Everything Is Wrong - and for sure not their best use of this promotional picture. From the tennis racket to the editing of Cosette's arms to make her look muscular, it is the proof we never needed that there should not, in fact, be a Cosette for every occasion.Not to mention they somehow messed up the colors of the French flag... not a good look for them.

5 - Christmas Eve - December 24

Just a very disappointing post all around as an adequate way to wrap up this year. On the 200th anniversary of Valjean meeting Cosette in the woods, we got a quality pun and an edited picture that we could, at the very best, consider as inappropriate - would it only be because they added snowflakes to a barricade that was build in June.

Honorable mentions for this year go to :

The Fourth of July post - that surprisingly did not make it in top 5. The US team might win the battle for "Most incorrect use of this Cosette picture" with this one - and it is made even worse by the fact they did not post anything for July 14, the national french holiday.

The World cup one - similar to the Wimbledon post in that it just gets everything wrong overall, from the awful pun to putting Cosette in front of an english flag.

Easter Cosette - not surprising, but still extremely disappointing.

Christmas Cosette - in the same way, it is the exact same post as last year and never fails to disappoint.

Any time they felt the need to put sunglasses on Cosette - which, honestly, was a lot.

A very uncanny use of emojis in every single post, that never gets less disturbing.

Overall a very good year to archive their fuck ups - but they still did not manage to beat the record set last year by the Queen's Jubilee post ! Maybe they will do even better in 2024 ?

[pedripics]

IBAI x PEDRI - January 2, 2024 (summary)

He’s doing okay but things are a bit tough at the moment

He spent Christmas at home in Tenerife with his family

They play 'Suika Game' a lot in the dressing room (but on the phone and not the PC because it's free there lol)

He laughed a lot with Piqué in the dressing room. Piqué didn't really like training sessions but he was very good in the matches

Have you ever looked at Pique and thought that if you wanted to, you could dribble past him 7 times? - "Yes (laughs)"

Ferran has supported him a lot and is always there for him

Ferran takes the shark mentality very seriously, so Pedri gave him some shark slippers and now Ferran wears them in the dressing room

He tries to help Gavi every day because he knows what it's like to be injured for a longer time and he's confident that he will come back in great condition

Pedri does pilates now after Puyol recommended it to him

Pedri has Aleix García in his Fantasy team (his brother is first, he is second)

He rarely uses Twitter, he uses Twitch and TikTok more

They are behind Xavi 100%

In his opinion, Neymar looks good with every hairstyle

Girona are playing very well and he thinks that they could win LaLiga

Jordi Alba and Piqué were always fighting but that's how they got on. They just liked to fight lmao

Vitor Roque is wonderful, he is always happy, whenever Pedri sees him he is smiling

He doesn't like press conferences at all because they are a bit disturbing as all the journalists stare at you while you just sit there

In the Premier League, they are able to spend 80 or 90 million for players which is unbelievable. In La Liga, academies are what makes the difference

They don't really talk about the Super League in the dressing room

Boca Juniors or River Plate? - He's only watched one game and Boca won, so Boca

For Pedri, Busquets is the best No. 6 in history

His favourite player is Iniesta (in case you somehow didn't know that yet)

His favourite XI in history: ter Stegen, Jordi Alba, Piqué, Ramos, Alves, Xavi, Iniesta, Busquets, Ronaldinho, Ronaldo (after being forced by Ibai), Messi and Luis Enrique as a Coach (he changed out Ronaldinho for Neymar later)

Luis Enrique doesn't have What's App. If you want to talk to him, you need to send him an SMS

He was nervous when scoring the decisive penalty against Real Betis because the goalkeeper was a giant

Hardest defeat: penalty shootout against Italy (Euros 2020)

He supported Argentina in the WC final (for Leo)

He would like Haaland to sign for Barça (in his words "as a replacement for Lewy because he won't play for us until he's 60") and he also really likes Julían Alvarez (agent Pedri 👀)

His first friend at Barça was Trincāo

A dream: to win the Champions League and the World Cup

Before games, he likes to listen to slow Spanish music (Julio Iglesias? - "Maybe (laughs)")

His favourite singer is Quevedo (everyone act surprised please)

Vitor is only 18 years old, you cannot ask him to be the new Pele, but he has a lot of confidence from the club

He normally always stops for fans but there are always the same 5-6 TikTokers in front of the training ground so he sometimes doesn't stop if it's just them

He is rewatching Prison Break at the moment, even though he's seen it two times already. The first season is the best one in his opinion

He used to watch anime but not anymore

Kounde has the confidence to wear anything

They should listen to the players more because the calendar is so tightly packed right now and there are too many injuries

He would like to score more goals

He found scoring goals strange when he was younger because he never knew how to celebrate and all he did was run and look stupid

Ibai breaks his computer mouse and engineer Pedri tells him to plug it out and in again (Pedri indeed managed to fix it)

Favourite place in Barcelona? - Camp Nou ❤️

Ibai and Pedri played 'Guess these 100 Players' and Pedri guessed 94/100 right (and Pedri realised he doesn't know enough South American players)

[evanesdust]

the best start to a new year

written for- @sterekfests prompt: "Kiss me at midnight." @sterekweekly word: kiss @sterekmonthly word: beginning @sterekbingo square: dancing @imagine-sterek's 24, the sterek 2024 event

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Additional Tags: POV Stiles Stilinski, Canon Compliant, Future Fic, Established Relationship, Deputy Stiles Stilinski, Surprises, New Year's Eve, New Year's Kiss

Summary:

Stiles wished he could be at home with Derek celebrating New Year’s, rather than working. So, he was pleasantly surprised to find Derek at the sheriff’s station, waiting to ring in the New Year with him.

Stiles sighed for what had to be the millionth time in a handful of seconds. If he'd known being the newest deputy for the Beacon County Sheriff's Department meant he was relegated to the shitty shifts, he might have reconsidered joining. Shouldn't being the sheriff's son have some perks? Like, at the very least, not working on New Year's Eve when he could be spending the evening with Derek, cuddled up on the couch under the soft throw blanket they kept there, waiting for the ball to drop.

Instead, he was stuck in his cruiser, nursing a lukewarm cup of coffee and scanning the quiet streets, half hoping for some misdemeanor to break up the monotony. Not that he wanted anyone to get hurt or anything, but a little bit of action wouldn't be unwelcome.

Stiles wondered what Derek was doing. He'd tried to convince him to go to Lydia's for her annual New Year's Eve party, but Derek had given him a look of such deep skepticism that Stiles had dropped the subject almost immediately. Probably for the best, Derek and social gatherings didn't exactly mix like gin and tonic. He'd probably be at the loft, brooding over a book or working out, the usual fare for a quiet evening in Hale territory.

The clock on the cruiser's dashboard blinked 11:48 PM. Mocking him. Twelve more minutes until the new year, and there Stiles was, about as far from confetti and countdowns as he could get. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel with a resigned huff, feeling every bit a petulant child rather than a deputy of the law. Maybe if he closed his eyes, he could pretend he was anywhere but here.

A sudden chirp from the radio broke his reverie; a call was coming in. With a jolt, he was all business, reaching for the handset.

"Deputy Stilinski here," he answered, his previous thoughts vanishing instantly as dispatch requested him back to the station. An unexpected surge of adrenaline pulsed through him as he responded with a quick "10-4 en route."

He put the car in gear and maneuvered the cruiser through downtown, hoping it wasn't anything serious. Not when he had plans to call Derek at midnight to wish him a happy new year, to hear his voice, and maybe imagine that he was right there beside him. Briefly, Stiles wondered if he could sneak away after this call to steal a moment with Derek, to ring in the new year together, even if it was after the rest of the world celebrated.

Stiles arrived at the station in record time, but nothing seemed amiss. No other deputies were rushing about, and even the dispatcher, Marley, had a relaxed air as Stiles approached. Confused, he tilted his head and asked, "What's the situation?"

"No situation. Just head into the bullpen." Marley smiled in a way that made Stiles instantly suspicious. 

He raised an eyebrow, about to inquire further when he was cut off by music blasting from the other room—*NSYNC, if he wasn't mistaken—and when he walked through the door, he stopped dead in his tracks at the scene before him.

Instead of the chaos he expected, he found the bullpen transformed into a mini celebratory zone, complete with streamers, balloons, and twinkling fairy lights strung across the room.

Stiles grinned so hard he thought his face might split in two as he glanced at the very last person he expected to see tonight.

Derek.

"What is this?" Stiles asked, even though it was obvious Derek had set this up for him. His heart swelled at the thought that Derek had gone to all this trouble just to give him a New Year's surprise. Derek’s gruff exterior, the one he presented to the rest of the world, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a softness in his eyes, a tenderness that was reserved for Stiles alone—something that always left Stiles feeling like the luckiest guy alive.

Derek looked as content as Stiles had ever seen him. A smile tugged at his lips as he simply said, "Surprise."

"I'll say." Stiles stepped closer, noticing there was even a bottle of sparkling grape juice on his desk, along with two plastic flutes. "You did all this for me?"

"Yeah," Derek replied, his voice carrying a warmth that settled deep in Stiles's chest. "It's our first New Year's together in an official capacity. I wanted to spend it with you, even if you're on duty."

The lump in Stiles's throat was unexpected, and he swallowed hard, feeling an overwhelming rush of affection. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything. Just...come here," Derek gestured him over, and Stiles didn't need to be told twice. He crossed the room in a few strides and wrapped Derek in an all-consuming hug that was met with equal fervor. And though it didn’t fit the beat at all, they swayed to the music—a private dance in their makeshift party.

When they finally broke apart, the clock on the wall drew Stiles's attention, showing it was only moments to midnight.

"Happy New Year," he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to Derek's lips, tinged with the promise of the year to come. Derek reciprocated the kiss, deepening it just as the sound of cheers and fireworks from the outside world filtered in. But they were in their own little bubble, the celebration outside dimming in comparison to this moment. As the kiss ended, Stiles couldn't help but laugh. "Best start to a year. Ever."

Derek's answering chuckle rumbled against Stiles's chest, a sound so deep and genuine it made everything else insignificant.

"Happy New Year, Stiles," Derek murmured, his eyes shining with mirth and something softer, something that said this was just the beginning.

As the last remnants of the 'Happy New Year' chants echoed outside, Stiles and Derek shared another kiss. One that drowned out the world, ringing in a new year in the best way possible.

Together.

[afterdarkprincess]

Hi can you do #8 with Jey uso X female please thank you

8. Can you feel how much I want you?

Thank you for the prompt!!! This one really pushed me out of my comfort zone, I've never written X reader before but I hope I did it justice!!

Prompt list can be found here

Pairing: Jey Uso/Reader Rating: Mature Word Count: 775

tag squad: @feelschicken @elementaldoughnut12 @harmshake @southerngirl41 @imabillyami @jeysbvck

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It’s the night after your triumphant debut at the Royal Rumble, and you’ve been dragged out of your hotel room to a club to celebrate with the rest of the locker room.

“Come on, y/n,” Trinity had whined, “What fun are you gonna have all cooped up in here?”

You’d had a hot date planned with a bottle of rosé and the jacuzzi tub in your suite, but she didn’t need to know that.

Trinity recruited Chelsea and Maxxine to help you get ready, throwing together an outfit and helping with makeup since you really hadn’t planned on going out this weekend, not with the Rumble weighing so heavy on your shoulders. But things had gone well, your position in the company was now secured, so what harm was there in going out and having a little fun?

The harm, of course, came in the shape of drink after drink being bought and passed your way until your body was loose and the dance floor started calling your name.

You drag the girls to the floor as the music blares, holding your drink overhead as you sway your hips to the beat.

That’s when you spot him, across the room with his dark eyes locked in on you.

Jey Uso, Iron Man of the 2024 Men’s Royal Rumble, and your best friend. At least you hope so. Things have been strained between the two of you in the last few months, and as much as you’ve been trying to explain it away with how busy you’ve both been, it’s been bugging you.

Having caught him staring, you get the bright idea to wave him over, beckoning him with your fingers.

He rolls his eyes but obliges anyway, making his way through the crowd to your side.

“Hi Jey,” You wrap an arm around his neck and lean into him, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

An unreadable look crosses his face and he frowns, “C’mon, Y/N, that ain’t fair.”

“What? I miss you, that’s all.” You pull your hand back as doubt and self-consciousness creeps in, but he grabs your wrist before you can get too far away.

“Miss you too,” He looks so serious and out of place under the bright flashing lights. Normally he’s the life and soul of the party, but not tonight.

“Jey…” You breathe, just barely audible amongst the noise around you both.

The air between you is electrified with tension. His eyes, those gorgeous gorgeous eyes, look into your soul as he inches closer to you, wrapping a strong hand around your waist and pulling you to him.

“Y/n…” He whispers your name into the few inches of air between you before connecting your lips together.

You melt into his arms and even deeper into the kiss. You’ve been dreaming of this moment for years, never quite daring to believe that Jey would really want this with you.

When finally you part for breath, you open your mouth, mind full of questions, but he shushes you with a finger to your lips.

“I been wantin’ to do that for a long time, but it was never the right moment. Then with not seein’ you the last few months, I was goin’ crazy. Then seein’ you at the Rumble? And how you look tonight?” His eyes roam over your body and you feel your cheeks flush with heat. “Just couldn’t wait no more.”

Your mind races, searching for a way to reply that will convey the depth of your emotions and feelings, but words are escaping you.

You grab Jey’s shirt and pull him in again for another bruising kiss. The hand on your back clutches you even tighter, his other hand coming to cup your face. His tongue licks into your mouth, deepening the kiss and causing you to moan.

The room feels 10 degrees warmer than it did before, and your hips grind forward to brush with his and you feel heat and desire drip down your spine.

Jey’s hands go to your hips, turning you around to pull your back up against his, and what you felt before against your thigh is even more prominent now against the swell of your ass. He leans in, brushing his lips against your ear.

“Can you feel how much I want you, baby?” He grinds the heat of his dick against you and all rational thought leaves your mind.

You rock your hips to feel every inch of him, this man that you’ve loved for years, before turning back around to cup his cheek in your hand.

“Let’s get outta here.”

[sexylittleslutsls]

My life as a dancer

For nearly all of my life I have been a dancer …. It’s something thats always been .. my passion .. my love .. my life …. Dance has taken me through some of my most difficult days .. when I couldn’t think .. where all I felt was tears and everything seemed to be so lost ….

For those of you that have been on the journey here with me .. 2023 was a year I fought back hard from a very bad ankle injury towards the end of 2022 where I had to withdraw from Nationals …. 2023 was a difficult year of personal challenges .. again dance allowed me to breathe to remember .. my passion and my dreams …. It was a journey that I am extremely proud of with all my competition results including Nationals last year ….

Tonight was our club presentation and awards night that was delayed at the end of 2023 .. and then this happened ….

I was awarded Club Member of the Year for 2023 .. the highest award to win in our club …. I was aware that I had been nominated .. but then to actually be awarded this trophy is such an honour ….

Dance for me .. has always been and will be .. where it feels like another world .. to live through the music .. with every beat .. feeling passion .. knowing every step .. hard work with determination .. my body pushed to the limits .. not fearing pain .. setting high achievements …. A feeling I can’t describe ….

Dance is not about placing 1st at a competition or winning the cup at Nationals …. Dance is so much more than that to me …. One of the best things about dance is the journey created along the way with friends who are also dancers …. It’s my time to learn 5 new different routines .. with all different techniques …. Each to reveal a different side within me .. sassy .. sexy .. strength .. flexibility .. class .. elegance .. as each dance requires composure …. There are my dreams I still await to accomplish …. These are the moments I live for in dance .. with every beat of my heart .. I will always and forever be a dancer ….

To my mutuals that support me along the way .. my heartfelt thanks .. it means so very much to me …. Tonight there has been celebrations 🍾🥂 .. Let’s see what 2024 brings .. there is still so much more to achieve ❤️❤️

[agirlwholovesrockstars]

when the clock strikes 12

☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆

❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣

Summary : while awaiting for the new year countdown, Eddie had an idea to blow your mind

Word Count : it's for the mini fics section soooo lengthwise? probably solid

Warnings : 18+ (MDNI)SMUT‼️Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, slight alcohol consumption, reader and Eddie are both (20), slight somnophilia 🫠, aftercare, no use of y/n, reader is slowly waking up and Eddie asks for permission and if you're still uncomfortable with that please don't continue to read, that's just it really

What to Expect : SMUT and FLUFF, Eddie being a silly goose, set in modern era (of course, there's still a touch of 80's in there), UPSIDE DOWN & VECNA DON'T EXIST IN THIS!

Note To Reader : GIF for this because I'm missed seeing him moving on my fics lmao, also the divider is made by me hehe- I'm literally exposing myself out here, please forgive for my salacious thoughts 🙏🏻 (if you know me in real life? no- you don't 😃)

Author Note : I know I've been long gone for a while but I'm trying my best to post new fics as much as I can! there has been a lot of happenings with my life especially we're having a lot of events like family reunion 🫠 (but it's so much fun tho ngl)

The preparation for new year's is going so well

So well, that you haven't realized how tired you really are

You're so productive that you've used too much of energy on yourself for working to prepare for the party

You wanted this to be perfect

You want everything to be settled in according to your plan

Eddie knows that you're always so "serious" when it comes to decoration and especially when there's an occasion

He loves you for it though, you just don't throw parties

You throw the greatest parties all the time and you never missed

All of your friends are in there, Steve, Robin, Jonathan, Nancy, Argyle and the freaking kids that you always adored so much

You looked around at everyone in the room

Jeff and Gareth are bantering at each other with some album, Dustin and Lucas fight over which 80's fantasy film is the best, Steve, Robin and Eddie surprisingly getting along with the same pop music artist, you could see the three of them geeking at each other

Max and Jane do makeover at each other which aches your heart of seeing them so close to each other, it's really so sweet to have a real girl bestfriend like that

"I'm gonna refill your glass" Nancy pasts over to you snatching the glass on your hand so swiftly that it makes you snap out of your head

You slowly trying to register what just happened and you smile finally

"More wine? really?" You say as you watch her fill your glass with wine

"Uh, yeah?" she replies with a dramatical jerk to her head as you chuckle

"But it's only 9pm!" you exclaim with wide eyes but a fond smile on your lips

"are you saying that we should only be drinking when the clock finally strikes 12?!?" she says while she fills her cup, she takes glances at you and back to her glass

"Ah- yes, that! exactly!" you point to her using your index finger as you holding your glass of wine

You could already feel yourself getting drowsy a little bit from the wine

Red wine will always make you feel sleepy

You don't even know if it's the alcohol or you just really need to doze off for a minute before you could scream at the top of your lungs for 2024

You don't even know how many glasses that you already take

"Did we just finished the whole bottle?" You feel the world is spinning on you

Nancy, your bestfriend- raises the bottle in front of you as she snorts at your disapproval look

"Kinda?" she says slurring as she smirks at you

"What do you mean? Kinda?!"

"Hey- woah!"

Jonathan passes by and bless him for his instincts because Nancy would've been knocked her head on the counter as she starts stumbling from her stance, he catches her on time

Nancy giggled as you rolled your eyes in annoyance, massaging your forehead

He saw the look from your face as he chuckles

"She got too far again, huh?"

"Yeah, she always does, Jonathan, nothing's new" you reply as you also can't walk properly

"Wait- don't move- should I call-"

Before Jonathan can finish his words, the voice of your boyfriend booms out of nowhere while Argyle tails behind him, looking at you and Nancy

"Sweetheart- how you've-"

Eddie clocked the wine bottle from Nancy hand

"Did you dr-"

"Don't even try it, Ed's" you placed your palm over his mouth as you stumble forward, he immediately wraps his arms around you as you started pressing all of your weight against his chest making the male laugh as he gently hold the back of your head

"Y'all getting drunk already? It's not even 12am yet" Argyle with his iconic tone, you seriously have no idea which one of his voice is normal

You've never heard him talk in normal voice before so you're used to him having that voice that sounds so freaking high as fuck

But, he's a good bud tho, so hilarious

"Blame her, not me! Eddie tell them!" You defend yourself as you put your chin onto his chest as you look at him with a pout on your lips, he smiles as he ruffles his face against yours making your face scrunch up from his action, he laughs again

"What's with all of the commotion?" Steve arrives with hands on his hips

"The two got their selves drunk again" Jonathan points to you and to his girl

"As if that's new" Robin appears in the corner with her arms crossed leaning against the side of the wall

Steve chortles "Wait- you got hustled by Nancy again?"

You groaned from Steve's teasing "yeah, I always fail to see that, thanks" you say

"I told you, you shouldn't brought the wine here, you moron!" Robin uncrosses her arms finally figuring out where the wine misplaced her eyes widen when she saw Nancy holding it, she snatches it making her bite a laugh as Jonathan also connecting the dots at the scene

He pressed his lips together to not burst from laughter

Argyle watches both of his friends having a fit of unnecessary argument

"I think I need to grab a popcorn for this" he leaves abruptly as he looked at your kitchen cabinets and came back munching in a bag of popcorn, very entertained at the scene

"I-I don't know how she got it!"

"Did you hide it properly!?"

"Look- Robs-"

Robin clicks her tongue as she asks "Nancy, how did you get the wine bottle?!"

She turns around with a lopsided smile as Jonathan steadys her

"I just saw it hanging around but-"

"But?"

"I think Steve" she points at him as she chuckles making the boy winces as he finally remembered of what he's done

"Forgotten about it that he left it out there, soooo" she giggles again making Robin grumble as she raises both of her eyebrows at Steve

"Oh- come on!" Steve runs his fingers through his hair as he decides to turn back leaving all of you

"Hey! don't you walk out on me! I paid for that expensive shit-" Robin follows him as she starts pointing everything on him

Argyle, Jonathan, Nancy and Eddie all laughing at the scene while meanwhile you, Eddie could hear you chuckle a bit but you made a little hum

He draws back his attention at you, he looks down at you

"I think I need to doze off for a minute" you say to him with your sleepy eyes

He smiles as he kisses the top of your head he put his arms around you "Yeah, sure"

Eddie says to Jonathan and the rest that you and him will be out for a while, they all nod and said "Don't be late for the countdown"

Your boyfriend leads you to your bedroom as you throw yourself at your bed as he closes the door walking towards you, you lay behind your back as you stretch your whole body, Eddie chuckles at your tipsy behavior

"I love my bed"

"Yeah, you always do"

"Uh huh"

He snickers "Okay, honey, are you well? are you sober?" He leans down at you

"Eddie- you know the alcohol hits harder at Nancy right?"

"I'm just checking you know to see if my girl's alright" he shrugs as he put his hands inside of his pockets

"I'm very much, okay, eds- I'm sssleepy" you yawn as you feel your eyes dropping until it shuts completely

He chuckles as he shakes his head he leans down as he kisses your forehead you smile at the gesture as it makes you even heavier to fall asleep

Eddie watches you sleep as he stands over at the window

The neighborhood outside is quite a watch, everyone is having fun, everyone is having a blast

The music outside is dull but he can hear all of his friends laughter and the screams of excitement from them

He shifts from where he standing as he tears off his eyes from the outside of your window and goes back at you

You turned on the other side, so you're now facing him as you snuggle against your pillow

Eddie smiles to himself, he feels so good having you in his life

He walks towards you as he moves the fallen hair strand on your face

His eyes softens as he sats down beside you

You stirred up from the movement on the bed as you try to open your eyes, you smiled when you realized it's Eddie

You pulled him closer beside you as he lets you take him laying down with you

He put his other arm over you as you cuddled against his chest almost hugging him in the process

You feel more cozier and even more sleepier than before

The moment you move your leg over to his

Your skirt rise up exposing more bare skin to him, his breath hitches at the sight of it

He looks down at you, he double thinked- maybe- it's a bad idea to do this but he wants you so badly right now

He shouldn't even be thinking that you will get mad because hell-

You trust him

So.....

He starts sinking down beside you, you moved slightly as he continues to do his work

He plants hot kisses over your neck when finds your sweet spot- you hum lightly

He's now on top of you, holding your hips, he's positioning you laying on your back, your head is on the side, still sleeping peacefully

He goes over to your chest, you're wearing tube top with a zipper in front, so he has a access to your bare chest, he kisses more and more

Your body couldn't even register what's going on

You felt hot and cold all over because of the midnight's weather and from your body heating up from the tension that your boyfriend is giving you

You feel him going lower and lower but you can still feel your eyes tired

He watches your soft heaves from chest rising up and down, his eyes darkened when he puts his hand inside of your skirt, he slowly reaches at the hem of your panties

He licks his lips, your skin feels on fire because of his fingertips, your stir from your sleep once again but still not opening your eyes

He doves onto your lips, kissing you, and you hummed as you lazily kissed him back

"May I?"

You move your head onto the other side, you catch a glimpse of the clock, it says 11:20pm

"Ed's, we might get late-" even though, you want him to do it

"Please"

You're not even opening your eyes yet but you can see his pleading eyes being directed at you

"Yes, Eddie, you can have me, take it all" you sank down further making Eddie groaned when his fingers touched your center, it's drenched

He hook his fingers on your underwear along with your skirt discarded on the floor

You shudder at the cool air as Eddie positioning himself comfortably

He smears kisses on the inside of your thighs as he goes closer and closer to your core

You moved your head on the other way as you try to close your legs when you can't help but feel the arousal that's coming in

But he places his palms on the sides of your legs spreading you open as you can feel of your insides burning from his touch

His hands are everywhere, when the moment he swiped his fingers at your core, you released lewd noises as your breathing goes quicker

He licked his finger cleaning it off with his tongue, he grins down at you

He holds your hips as he leans down

"Ed-"

Before you can finish your sentence, he doves down lapping at your juices as you gasp from his sudden action

His eyes are glued to you as he continues to do his work, watching your once peaceful slumber turns into pleasure

He devours you so satisfying that it's making you close your legs, he smirks as you can feel his tongue go lower inside, you mewled

He holds you tightly as you grip on the sheets, he sucked more and more of you until your can feel your legs shake

You can feel his hand reaching on the hem of your top, you slightly open your eyes as you find the zipper as you pull it down

He grunts when he saw your breasts that he worships everyday, you loved the way he admires your body

You're now naked so divinely displayed for him

His free hand kneads your boobs as you moaned, he dives back down as he starts to bully your clit

You can feel your body tremble from the sensation forming up in your stomach

You reached for his hair as you pull it making his eyes grow hungrier and eats you like man starved for days

"Oh- Eddie-"

He carries the back your butt as his tongue digs deeper earning a squeal from you when he reaches the spot that you didn't know it existed

Your eyes are heavy-lidded, you try to watch him but you can't when your brain can't place your emotions whether is melatonin or oxytocin

you're not sure at this point but hella you feel so fucking amazing right now

He abruptly stops and when he does, you finally open your eyes

"Wha- what- don't stop!" You whine

"What about the countdown?" His lips are covered with your slick and his saliva altogether not caring a single shit that it's literally dripping down on his chin

You gasp at it as you moaned, he chuckles darkly, you know what he's doing he's teasing you

"Do you know that you're frickin' beautiful without even trying?" He goes at his usual antics as you beg for him to come back down

"Eddie, please!"

"Not until you see stars"

"What-"

Before you can utter another word, he goes back in but this time he places your legs over his shoulders another spectacular angle making you shiver from his touches yet again

He grips your legs, thighs, arms, your belly, he squeezes your boobs and it's literally fucking everywhere

One thing, you know it's for certain that you really would unashamedly come from his simple touches

He pokes his tongue down on you but when he curled it, you chant his name like a prayer, you have the ability to scream his name without being caught in action inside of the room because of the loud noises from the people and the music

Your eyes burn from the threatening tears but Eddie is not having it, he wanted you to fall apart completely for him

You moaning louder and louder when he swipes his tongue on your entrance when he puts your legs down on the bed

"You're still not seeing it, I see"

"D-Don't stop- please"

He opens your legs again as he resume to his mission, he tongue fucks you as he digs in and out, you squirm at it as he starts picking up the pace as you let out a ragged breath

Goddamn, he is killing you right now, you can already die right then and there heavenly

Your mouth falls open without noise coming out of them as you yank his hair, he growls as you couldn't believe that he could reach every spot inside of you

You arched your back as you start grinding against his face, his eyes flashes devilishly mischief as he didn't stop this time

He laps once more until you cry out his name

You jolted when the fireworks exploded booming the entire neighborhood

You come on his tongue as the same time the fireworks started

Your legs are spent, you feel boneless but a sickly smile is now sitting on your lips

He let you get back on earth for a while as he cleans you up, he dresses you up not leaving single skin left behind without his kisses

"You saw it, huh?" He grins like a devil that he is but you love him, he holds the door open for you letting you first outside

You saw all of your friends jumping on to the music and celebrated very happily

"I did" you admit ignoring the rosy tint on your cheeks "and it was much more better"

"Than?" He throws his arms around your shoulders

"The fireworks" you smile as he chuckles as he kisses the top of your head as he squeezes you to his side

[bblasagna]

Hello Magazine - 23 January 2024 interview : source

Part Two (Part One)

Can we get a sneak peek of your upcoming album Demons & Mosquitoes?

The Demons & Mosquitos album was completed in 2023. and is the debut album by Baby Lasagna. It consists of (for now) 9 songs that are of extremely different genres. Literally on the same page is a song like Rim Tim Tagi Dim, and after it, you will listen to an EDM song that sounds like a Coca-Cola commercial for the World Cup. There are dark moments like the song “Demons & Mosquitos”, and bright and cheerful ones like the song "Baby Lasagna."

However, when listening to the album and the song one after the other, in my opinion, everything makes sense and doesn't sound as chaotic as it might seem. Namely, the topic is one of the many elements that bind the songs together. The mental challenges we talked about earlier are prevalent on this album, but also the attitude with which Lasagna describes these challenges gives a sense of meaning and wholeness. It was extremely important for me to feel challenged while writing this album.

I wanted to connect the incompatible and say the vague. I tried to approach more serious topics with a carefree approach while respecting them, and I think I succeeded, and I hope that the listeners will recognize that as well. Combining the incompatible is one of the more fun activities in the creative spectrum, and I think the audience recognizes that in the song Rim Tim Tagi Dim.

Equally, I hope that the listeners will recognize the mentioned in the album "Demons & Mosquitos." I would like to tell you a lot more about the album, but I still have to leave something to the imagination of the listeners. The only interesting thing that remains is that the album was written, recorded, and produced in my small room, on my modest computer. So if it doesn't sound the best to someone, now you know why, haha.

Will it feature the songs “Don't hate yourself” and “IG Boy” or can we expect something completely different again considering that you like to combine different music genres? Who, in your opinion, is the best local musician?

The album "Demons & Mosquitos" will contain all the singles that have been released so far. I consider them crucial moments on the album and what makes them fun and exciting. The album is decorated with moments of pop, rock, metal, edm, funk, blues, etc. So, I can safely say: expect the unexpected! Now, it is important to emphasize, my favorite local musician is Tamara Obrovac.

The famous Istrian singer-songwriter in Croatia has the same approach to music that I want to have. Normally, I'm not a big fan of jazz music, but I respect it. This respect allows me to enjoy the music of Tamara Obrovac. This woman is so fun, intelligent, and charismatic, and these characteristics are clearly reflected in her music.

"Neću više jazz kantati" (trans. “I will not sing jazz anymore”) is one of the most humorous songs ever composed in our region, but on the other hand, it is also very complex and enviable. I believe that, consciously or unconsciously, I am trying to make the same impression on my listeners as Tamara makes on me.

Although I am obviously very inspired and delighted by Tamara, there are several other performers on the Croatian scene that I adore. Just like Tamara, Gibonni is the most common culprit for my tears, haha. His lyrics are unparalleled, in my opinion, and along with Gibonni, my playlist also includes Tonči Huljić and Madrebadessa, whose albums I often play on repeat. Now that I think about it, Tonči has a bit of a Baby Lasagna vibe, too, doesn't he? haha.

You often mention the group Rammstein as a role model. Apart from them, who is your source of inspiration in songwriting? Do you even have one?

Yes, I've been a fan of Rammstein's music since I was 13, despite the fact that I often did not even know what they're singing about. That's why I didn't like them at first, but later, when I was already a mature thirteen-year-old, I learned to appreciate the German riffs. However, Rammstein was not my first muse. That title belongs to System Of A Down - an American-Armenian band that was an unforgettable part of my growing up.

It is the only band whose absolutely every song I liked - from the first to the last! I bought the same guitar as SOAD's guitarist, I acted like him, I wanted to be him, haha. Because of that, whatever I wrote between the ages of 13 and 17 sounded like SOAD. Apart from System Of A Down, and depending on the project, I drew inspiration from artists such as The Weeknd, Billie Eilish, Gorillaz, etc.

My last fascination is classical music, so I can already see that I will probably play with elements of classical music on the new album. To be completely honest, I've already started toying with the idea of implementing classical music in the style of Baby Lasagna, but we'll talk about that another time. I sometimes consider myself a researcher, so I find inspiration in Bach, Slipknot, Taylor Swift, and Nina Badrić.

I think every artist has songs worth mentioning and something that others can draw inspiration from. In this way, I would try to encourage young musicians, of whom there are countless, to try their hand at various genres. This exercise has helped me personally in my development, and it seems to me that people recognize that. Why wouldn't a rocker try to write trap songs?

As you write songs yourself and with Mono Inc and their album Ravenblack, you recently topped the official German charts. Can you draw a line between writing songs for yourself and writing songs for other artists?

Last year, I won an award for the album Ravenblack by the German band Mono INC. The award that is given to the author and performer by the official charts for the best-selling album in Germany is an exceptional honor for someone like me. Before Dora and this explosion of Baby Lasagna, it was my biggest success, and I am very proud of that award.

Like the current hype surrounding Baby Lasagna, the opportunity to write for a German band of such caliber is also a crazy coincidence. My brother got into the said band through a series of incredible coincidences, and as a result, I also got the role of writer for Mono Inc. It didn't take me long to write the first song. Their record company, NoCut Entertainment, offered me a contract that gave me the chance to fully dedicate myself to writing, which I did.

In a short period of time, I wrote for various artists and thereby unknowingly progressed as a songwriter. I remember that in 2022, I wrote more than 130 songs. Not all of them were good, and not all of them were complete, but they taught me a lot. I feel extremely grateful for that - that's exactly why I was able to write Rim Tim Tagi Dim, but still something was missing.

As much as I enjoyed my work, I felt that I, Marko, had something else to say. That's why I decided to start something of my own, and that something is Baby Lasagna. The biggest difference between writing for yourself and writing for others is inspiration. When I write for others, I don't wait for inspiration, I write because it's my job, and when I write for Lasagna, it's purely inspiration. I am looking for one, and I am waiting for the other!