#P!SCO

[fyeahcindie]

Let's check out a couple new singles from veteran TW acts! =D

First up is the title track from the new 4-song ep by Manic Sheep, their first release since the Deep Dusk 2-song ep in 2019.

Producer, Composer & Lyricist: 羅玉婷 Chris Lo Arrangement: Manic Sheep Vocal, Guitar, Synthesizer: Chris Lo 羅玉婷 Guitar: Howard Yang 楊浩 Bass: 孫麒鈜 (Qihung Sun) (also is/was in 萬龍 Wanlong, Goosander 川秋沙, Pseudo) Drums:  White Wu 吳柏廷-drums (also in 落差草原 WWWW / Prairie WWWW)

Links: SoundCloud,  Chris Lo SoundCloud,  bandcamp,  Instagram,  Official site,  YouTube,  Spotify

Next up, the new single from team P!SCO, and this song is titled after the Peruvian cocktail made from Pisco:

Music/Lyrics/Vocal: 張維倫 CatLun Arrangement: P!SCO Guitar: 芮秋 Rachel Hsu Drums: Liang Yang (楊朝量) Bass: OmOi 張憶文 (also in GOTA, Shinex4, 蕨鳴子 fernoiz, 王立 Wanglee) Keys: Scott Chang (張鼎文)

Full a/v credits for these MVs back at YT.

This single is the second one they released recently; 最害怕的是有一天會不見 The Thing I Fear The Most Is One Day I’ll Disappear came out in May:

I think both of these songs are gonna be on their next (4th) album, Thunder Love 雷霆之愛. Not sure when that will drop?

Links:  Official,  Twitter,  YouTube,  Spotify,  Instagram

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Grian stumbling into Disney land absolutely white girl wasted after a 'resist assist' with Doc, and Scar, knight of the king's court, having to deal with the repercussions

Do you see my vision

[danielkicks-210]

[bituxun]

open to woc / nonbinary of color aged 20 to 24. plot: toxic but passionate exes and nate is being petty, bitter, and mean. thats literally it <3

“i’ve got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch than any other guy you’ll ever meet. sweetie, you had ME.”

[spectrs]

Okay so Miguel comes back to the spider-society after a mission and he’s like aggravated because you know how no one listens to him or annoys him so he’s basically like that and you come in and you basically tease him about the mission and he gets more annoyed and he’s says “please leave me alone” or some shit like that then you leave the room for a second and he sits on the bed with his face in his hands and then you come in with a stripper outfit and he looks up and sees you and he shakes his head and tries to leave the room but you stop him and your pushing him backwards towards the bed and he’s like “I don’t have time for this” and you just ignore what he says and when falls on the bed and you climb over him, he mumbles something in Spanish and then he just rolls his eyes and you guys…yeah

ANON THIS IS PERFECT OH MY GOD. this scenario is fucking living in my head now and it won't leave, so naturally i had to write for it. thank you sm for this request <33

(NOTE: I CANNOT SPEAK FLUENT SPANISH YET, EVERYTHING THAT'S IN SPANISH WAS TRANSLATED USING GOOGLE TRANSLATE)

WARNINGS - rough play, slight choking, dirty talk, degradation, oral (m receiving), unprotected p in v (this is just fucking filthy so minors DNI)

WORD COUNT - 2.2k

You knew immediately he was pissed off. Just watching the way he walked through the door of your apartment and slammed it made it obvious. His expression was molded into a scowl, and he didn't bother acknowledging you before he walked to the liquor cabinet and pulled out the first bottle he saw.

He took a swig from the bottle and sat down at the kitchen counter, letting one hand rub at his temple while the other held the bottle with a vice-like grip. You stood up from your position on the couch and walked over, observing his demeanor closer. You had a feeling about what he was so mad about, but you still wanted to make sure.

"Miguel?"

He looked up at the sound of your voice, his scowl softening the slightest bit.

"What?"

"What happened today?"

A scoff left his mouth, as if he thought the answer to your question was obvious. You were a bit offended at the action, but ignored it until he gave you a better one.

"What do you think? No one listens to me, and they just had to fuck up the mission I assigned them to."

A slight smirk crept up onto your face; you were right. This was such a common occurrence, for him to come home all pissed off because of what would constantly happen at the Spider Society. If you were being honest, it started to turn you on, and you desperately waited for him to take his anger out on you. Of course, he didn't know because if he did, his cum would constantly be dripping from you.

"Awh, are you hurt because there's finally something you can't control? How sad."

His eyes widened with shock, but they quickly went back to normal as he glared at you.

"You too? Great."

All you did was let the smirk take over your expression completely before grabbing the bottle from his hand and taking a long drink.

He quickly grabbed it back and pushed away from the counter, stalking past you and into your shared room.

"I don't have the time for this."

With a final mutter in Spanish, he slammed the door behind him. You stood in your spot, still leaning against the counter with the strong essence of the liquor burning your mouth. You quickly pushed yourself off the surface and dashed to the bathroom, discarding your sweats and t-shirt. All that was left on your body was a gift Miguel had insisted on buying for you. You didn't get the chance to use it yet, much to your dismay, but if anything you knew this was the perfect time.

Miguel let out a sigh as he held his head in his hands. God, he at least hoped you would understand and help him out, but of course it couldn't have been that easy for him. He grabbed the bottle again, tilting his head back to drink the bitter liquid once again.

"I know how much alcohol you can tolerate, but I still wouldn't recommend drinking the whole bottle."

He almost scoffed at the sound of your voice and looked up to expect you standing there with another quip about how annoyed he was. Instead, his breath caught in his throat to see you standing only a few feet away, that damned lingerie set framing your perfect body.

"What are you doing, querida?" His voice was low as his gaze roamed over your body, the damp patch on your lacy underwear so fucking obvious once he saw it.

"Well, you bought this for me to wear, right? Why should I let it go to waste?"

Another mutter under his breath. It was too quiet for you to understand it clearly, but you knew it was something in Spanish. You slowly walked closer, stopping right in front of him. Your hands found his face, fingers skimming across his rough skin. The gesture brought his eyes to yours, and you were surprised to find them so dark.

Your face dropped a bit as he pushed you away, standing up and moving towards the door. "I told you, I don't have the patience for this right now."

Ignoring his request, your hands pushed against his body, watching him fall back onto the bed. He gave you an incredulous look, but it didn't mask the glint of hunger in his eyes. You slowly moved forward, letting him crawl back to sit up against the wall as you climbed on top of him.

You let out a gasp as he suddenly gripped your wrist, quickly grabbing the other to pin them behind your back. One hand gripped onto your wrists tightly as the other tugged your body onto his lap.

"Your goal is to get me riled up, isn't it? You like it when I'm pissed off, don't you?"

His mouth was right next to the side of your head now, his breath fanning against the shell of your ear. His large hand let go of your wrists and joined the other on your hips, holding you down on his lap.

"I'm surprised it took you so goddamn long to realize." Your voice lowered to a whisper as his face got closer to yours, your lips inches apart. "Now are you gonna do something about it?"

He groaned as you gently dragged your hips across his lap, and a low luagh left his lips.

"Dios mío, cariño, vas a ser mi muerte."

That was the last sentence before his lips crashed against yours. The sheer force of it made you whine, and he nipped your bottom lip before letting his mouth graze your jaw and neck. Your hands found solace in his dark curls, tugging a bit as he teased your skin with littered kisses and bites. His teeth found your collarbone, and you felt the fangs scrape against you before they pierced your skin.

A wanton moan escaped your mouth as you harshly tugged his hair, and his lips gently kissed the bleeding mark. When you felt a small drop of blood rush down your burning skin, his tongue just licked it away.

His hands left your hips, instead sneaking around your back to unclip the bra and throw it behind you. The moment he had access to your breasts, he wrapped his mouth around one of them and let his large hand take the other. Your head dropped onto his shoulder as you let out a groan, feeling his tongue swirl around your nipple.

He let out a dark chuckle, his mouth finding yours again in a bruising kiss. One of his hands found your hip again, while the other traveled lower to graze against the damp patch on the lacy panties. You subconsciously bucked into his hand, craving to feel more of him.

His hand pushed past the fabric to brush against your swollen clit, and he chuckled as you mewled in response. You went to grab his hand and urge him to move more, but he stopped you and grabbed your chin instead.

"Did you really think I'd help you? You know what happens when you tease, querida. Get on your knees."

You gave him a pleading look, the heat between your legs growing to be unbearable. All he did was give you a cruel smile and wait patiently for you to move off the bed. You did, sliding off the edge and sinking to your knees in front of him. He sat himself at the edge of the bed before teasingly pulling out his leaking cock. You started salivating the moment you saw the precum leaking from the tip, and you reached out to carefully stroke him. His head leaned back ever so slightly as he eyed you, silently urging you to continue.

Your hand couldn't fit all the way around him (a fact that still managed to surprise you), but you still spit into your palm and wrapped it around his cock, watching how his chest started to rise more erratically. You smiled, pressing a gentle kiss at the tip before taking him in your mouth.

Your lips moved up and down, your tongue sliding against the skin. His hands were gripping the sheets and quiet groans were slipping past his lips. His eyes, however, stayed glued to you, watching your every move like a hawk. You slowed down a bit, letting your cheeks hollow to take more of him, but a hand suddenly gripped your hair. You felt Miguel move his cock out of your mouth, letting the tip dangle in front of you before slamming himself back into you.

You gagged around him, his hips setting a relentless pace as he brutally fucked your mouth. Your hands gripped his thighs so hard you could feel him shaking from the pressure surely building up inside him.

"You don't get to tease anymore. Good girls get to do what they want, but not you. You fucking take it like the brat you are."

Every couple of words was punctuated by a groan from him, but you could barely hear him over the sound of your own moans. This is what you wanted. You wanted him to use you, punish you for acting like a spoiled little brat. At this point your panties must've been soaking wet from how much this was turning you on.

His grip on your hair tightened the slightest, only giving you a second's warning before he came with a moan, a hot spurt of cum shooting into your mouth. His breathing was ragged and his face was flushed, but his eyes still remained focused on you as he pulled himself out of your mouth. You quickly swallowed his cum, keeping your gaze locked into his.

He grabbed your arm, tugging you onto your feet and pushing you onto the bed. Your back hit the mattress and you looked up as his body loomed over yours, large hands pushing your legs apart to see the mess he created. He chuckled a bit, letting his hand shove the flimsy fabric aside and run a finger through your folds.

"All this because I fucked your mouth like the little brat you are? I can't say I'm surprised, querida."

You just stared at him, wanting more, so much more, from him. His hand left your cunt and both gripped your hips, turning you onto your stomach. On instinct, you got on your hands and knees, eliciting another low laugh from him as you purposely stuck your ass out at him.

"Needy, are we?"

You nodded immediately, wiggling a bit to get more comfortable. Instead, that earned you a harsh smack to each ass cheek, a jolt of pain spreading through your body.

One hand held your hip tightly, pulling your ass flush against his waist. The other reached in between your bodies to grab his already hard cock, gently teasing your folds. You careened into him, a small moan slipping past your lips.

"I'm going to fuck you, and you're not going to complain. You're going to take what I give you like the good girl I know you are. If you do, then I'll let you come. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir," you said breathlessly.

A moment of stillness, then he slammed into you with no warning. You moaned loudly as he quickly bottomed out, then pulled out and slammed back in just as fast. His pace was fucking brutal, and his vice-like grip on your skin was sure to leave bruises, but you didn't care. All you did was let yourself drown in the pleasure, your veins set alight. The sounds of your breathy moans and skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, and your cunt clenched around him each time his tip grazed that unreachable spot inside you.

His pace grew faster and even more brutal, causing the knot in your stomach to grow more and more. You moved your head to look at Miguel, his hips still moving to meet yours.

"Sir, I'm gonna cum, please let me cum sir-"

He scoffed, your pathetic begging like music to his ears. His free hand glided up and down your back, the most comforting gesture he's given you the whole evening.

"Since you've been so good for me..."

With that, his body leaned over yours as the hand caressing your back started to toy with your clit. Your moans grew louder and more pathetic as you came closer to the edge, your cunt clenching around his cock as he slowed down slightly. One final thrust sent you over the edge and you came with a scream, your cum soaking the base of his cock and the inside of your thighs.

He groaned as he bottomed out, stilling for a second before letting his cum paint your insides white. You collapsed on the bed, him joining you shortly after. The only sound was your panting, your skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. You turned to face him, watching as he stared at the ceiling. Carefully, you curled up besides him, and he instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist.

"I wasn't too rough on you, was I, querida?"

"Not at all, Miguel."

He hummed in response, lightly kissing your forehead.

"Good."

TAGS - @low-keylover

[usetheeauthor]

Adeline’s Hex +18 Smut

Slight Dom!Steven Grant x Black!Virgin!Reader

A/N: When I write the reader, the intention is so that it is inclusive. However, there aren’t much fics catered to black women specifically. Every now and then I want to write fics catered to a specific kind of reader so they’ll feel represented but honestly anyone can enjoy this fic 😊 Who wouldn’t with all the smuttiness that will ensue. This is a sex pollen fic,too. Please Enjoy!

Word Count: 2.4k words

Summary: When a mysterious artifact is delivered to the museum. You and Steven decide to inspect it. What you didn’t anticipate was the item containing a potent drug similar to ecstasy, sex pollen.

Warnings: age gap (legal), public sex, p in v (unprotected), loss of virginity, slight blood kink, black magic, slight dub con (via sex pollen), (reverse cowgirl) riding, oral sex (f receiving), graphic language

Adeline’s Hex

You’d gotten this huge opportunity to work in a very prestige Egyptian-centered historical museum in London having to move from the U.S. When you’d first arrive as the curator for the museum, you were incredibly nervous. After all you were young and just getting your foot in the door of the art world.

But then you met Steven Grant. The cute, wacky, intelligent mercenary who happened to speak French, too. Soon the two of you were the best of friends and you’d talk shit about your short-termpered boss, Donna, in French and developed your own insiders.

Although, you’d always found Steven to be quite attractive, you wouldn’t dare ruin the bond you both shared. Not to say that there weren’t any attempts on your part to showcase your attraction. You’ve definitely flirted with him on occasion. You laid it on thick sometimes, even. Yet, it didn’t seem like he paid you any mind in that kind of way. Why would he when he’s already had women fawning over him and hoping to bed him? You assumed that in his eyes he’d looked at you as the young, nerdy, naive art enthusiast looking for a mentor.

But you didn’t want a mentor or a friend in him. You wanted more. You’d fantasized about his hands and lips all over you nearly every night. It didn’t help that he’d give you light touches throughout the day either. Patting you on the back, moving the kinky curls of your hair from your eyes, fleeting hand touches. Not to mention, his intense stares when you’d go on rambling about a random topic. It was all too much.

It was evening. The museum closed. You were at your desk looking at some new arrivals to expect for the museum.

Steven closes up shop, heading over to you with a heavy wooden crate with a crowbar at the top.

“Delivery.” He singsongs.

I look up from my computer. “Where’d that come? I’ve already received all the needed packages for today.”

“I’m not quite sure but it’s postmarked to this very museum,” He sets it down on the desk before picking up the crowbar. “And it comes with a bonus gift!”

You stood up from your seat, going around your desk so that you could get a closer inspection of the box. The big, red word: “FRAGILE” plastered on the side.

“I wonder what it could be.” You say eyeing the thing.

“Worst case scenario: it’s a bomb.” Steven jokes.

“Well, no point in letting the time tick to zero,” You say, still studying the box for any clues. “Wanna do the honors or should I?”

“You mean, we’re going to actually open the creepy death box.”

“Yes, I’d kinda want to know if what’s in here is actually meant to be here or if we’d have to call SCO-19. Quit being a scaredy cat.” You teased.

“Since, I’m a gentleman,” He says with a shaky voice. “I’ll do the honors.”

You put a hand over your heart further teasing him. “Aw, my hero.”

Steven shoves the tip of the crowbar into the box’s top, hearing a crack to signal that its opening up. Steven still hesitant to open the box, you place a hand over his to grip the crowbar as well. You both look at each other, nod, then pull down.

A final crack sounds and the box is fully open and a cloud of dust disperses. Packing peanuts and bubble wrapped stuffed at the top of the box, obscuring your view of the items inside. Steven takes the initiative and puts his hand into the box and pulling out a porcelain doll with dark brown skin and a traditional Haitian dress. The doll had a sad expression on its face. A red ribbon tying a description tag to the doll’s right hand.

“A doll?” Steven asks, bewilderment in his tone.

“Looks familiar,” You take it from his hands, inspecting it. You notice Steven wiping his hands on his pants. “Everything okay?”

“Yes, just a bit of dust, is all.”

Thats’s when you read the name on the tag and your eyes widened. “La Peau de Lueur.” You whispered.

“Glow Skin,” Steven translates. “What does that…” Steven looks at his hands seeing it shimmer like glitter.

Your eyes widened. “My parents told me the story of this artifact as a child. When they were younger and living in a small village in Haiti, there was a woman, Adeline. She killed herself after learning of that her husband was unfaithful. When the authorities found the body, she was found clutching a doll in her right hand. Legend has it that she was a witch who dabbled in black magic and transferred her soul to the doll. Whoever is unlucky enough to encounter it will be hex’d. This dust is no ordinary dust, Steven. It’s some fucking kind of potent death pollen!”

Steven is now heavily breathing, a bead of sweat forming at his forehead. “Bloody hell,” He exclaims. “That can’t possibly be true. Are you saying we could die?”

“It sounds absurd, yes. But look at us. We’re a mess. It must be real.”

Your heartbeat was racing and the your skin shimmered. Steven had more exposure than you so his symptoms were full blown. His eyes were dark, lips pouty, raging erection straining his pants, and the shimmering against his olive skin made him look so delicious.

“There must be something we could do.”

Your legs felt like jelly. You rest your back against one of the tall pillars in the room for support.

You read the note on the card aloud.

*“Quand la poussière retombe

La peau brillera

La chaleur va monter

Tu rencontreras ta mort

Mais à travers les affres de l'extase

Alors tu seras Libra.”

“Throes of ecstasy? As in…”

You nod. “It’s the only way to break the curse.”

It was unfortunate that your first time having sex would be an involuntary decision. But somehow you felt worse for Steven. He’s no way attracted to you yet he’s forced in this union, too.

“Do you want this?” His body suddenly against yours. You were now sandwiched between his hard body and the hard pillar.

The aching and throbbing between your legs increases. “I do. I want it.” You bite back a moan as he ground himself against you, feeling his arousal. His body against yours gave some relief but it wasn’t enough.

He brings his both his hands up, sliding them over your clothed arms before settling them at the buttons of your cardigan. He looks up at you and you nod. Unbottoning the sweater, he pulls it off you before throwing it to the ground.

You wore flimsy white spaghetti stap top underneath. Your nipples hard, peaking through. He ghosts his lips over your collarbone as he lowers the straps to your top.

Then, He blows air against your neck while plucking at your nipples through your shirt. And you absolutely melt. “Mmm.” You moan with a shudder.

“Is that good?” He sounded so sexy. Lust clearly in his voice. His accent thicker than ever. You reminded yourself it was only the pollen that’s causing him to want you.

“Yes. So good.” You dig your nails into the small of his back.

“I can practically smell your arousal between your legs,” His lips now to your ear. “Would you like me to taste?”

You nod, frantically.

“Use your words, love.”

“Please. Taste me, Steven.” You say, breathlessly.

“Such a good girl.” He growls before his hands hikes up your pencil skirt. He slowly pulls down your underwear, lowering to his knees. Draping one of your legs over his shoulders, his face is now staring at your cunt.

He groans, bringing his finger up to spread your lips. “Look at that pretty pussy. So wet. So plump. Begging to be filled.”

His swipes his tongue quickly at your clit. You put a hand over your mouth to suppress a scream.

He pulls your hand away. “No. I want to hear you. Put your arms behind you. Wrap them around that pillar until I tell you to move them.”

You whine but all you could do was obey. His presence itself commanded it. “Keep your eyes on mine.” He says as he’s inching towards your pussy. His lips latching onto your clitoris.

You’re a writhing and moaning mess. Your moans bouncing through the walls of the museum. “St-Steven, f-fuck.”

“That’s it, darling. Scream for me,” His hot breath against your core. “Go on and let those hands free. Want them in my hair.”

He doesn’t have to tell you twice. Your hands immediately flew down to grip his dark curls, pushing his head further against you. You don’t know whether you want to throw your head back to scream or continue looking into his lust-filled eyes.

He’s gone completely feral. He feasted on your flesh as if you were the juiciest fruit. Your breathing becoming so frantic, you were worried you’d pass out.

“Mmm, you taste so fucking incredible.” He groans, kissing at your flesh. You notice him jerking himself as he ate you out.

“Steven,” You whimpered. You were so turned on by the sight of him getting pleasure from your pleasure. “I need you to fuck me. Now. I’m aching for you.”

“Gotta get you ready for me, love.”

He pushes a finger in you. Your eyes widen at the intrusion. You’ve had your fingers in you before but his were way thicker and longer. “Oh, my god. Oh, fuck.”

“A tight little thing, aren’t ya,” He says, pumping his finger in and out. “I’ll have to break you in.” He adds another finger, looking up to watch your reaction.

You squirm and cried out. His thick fingers stretched you in ways you weren’t sure were possible. He pumped in and out of you at a slow, teasing pace, rubbing at your clit with his thumb at a similar speed.

But then he adds his tongue into the equation once again. You were a goner. The coil finally snaps and you scream an ear -piercing scream. But his tongue doesn’t stop and he’s still pumping with his fingers at your sensitive core.

You were a sobbing mess and it only seemed to urge him on. This man was not the Steven you knew. The man you knew was shy, sweet, level-headed. But this Steven was a man possessed. “Oh god, please. I need your cock. I want you to ruin me.”

This seemed to be enough to end both of your torture because he pulls his mouth away from your dripping core. He spreads your cardigan on the floor. “Strip.”

You both quickly discarded of your clothes. Steven’s lying on his back on the cardigan. “I want you to ride me.”

You put your legs on either side of his body. Lowering yourself, your pussy hovering just above his erection. It stood tall, looked painfully hard but ready to enter you. It looked almost intimidating.

“I’m a virgin,” You confess. You know you were ruining the mood. But you had to let him know. Obviously, you had to do this or the inevitable will happen but you had to warn him in case the sex is bad. In case, he questioned you for your inexperience.

He looks up at me with pity. “Honestly, I would’ve wished to be able to take you out on a date before we went to this step.”

“D-do you mean that?”

“Yes,” He put his hands to his face. “I’m a fool for holding back for so long. I was just scared you didn’t see me that way. Not to mention, you’re much younger. I assumed you prefer men—“ He chokes out a moan as you lowed down on his dick taking his tip into you.

“Steven! Shit. You’re so fucking big,” You bring your hands back behind you, resting them on both his legs for support. “I want you to watch your cock filling me.”

You lowered yourself taking him inch by inch. The stretching causing a slight burn. Groans slipping from both your lips. You go up again and slide back down. Eventually, you find a delicious rhythm that has you both basking in its intensity.

“God, I love watching that tight cunt swallowing me whole.” His cock glistening from your slick and blood. He didn’t want to admit it to you but he took pride in seeing the blood as a reminder that he’s officially popped your cherry.

He’s dreamt of this moment for so long. He assumed you to be inexperienced because of the way you’d blush when anything remotely sexual was mention, but you’d been virgin. It made the most sense.

After going up and down a few times, pleasure took over most of the pain of being stretched and soon you brought your hands to his chest for support and slamming down your hips. He bottoms out.

“Ohhh, fuck.” Steven groans.

You ride him as if this was something you’ve done countless times before. You circle your hips and went up and down, teasing him a bit.

“You’re doing amazing,” He praises.

You lean in, kissing him. The kiss is hungry and your tongues fought for dominance as you continue to ride him. When you pulled away, a line saliva connecting your lips broke off against your chin and dripped down your chest.

“You’re so wet. You feel so good around me,” You clenched, he moans at the action. “I’m not gonna last long.”

“I’m gonna cum, too. Want your cum so badly. I want you to cum on my ass.” You whine. He growls at that proclamation. Your butt was one of the many parts of you that he loved.

You rotate yourself with his dick still inside, your back now facing him. He takes your hips and pounds into you. “Oh, fuuuck!” The pressure in your stomach building.

“Rub that clit for me, darling,” He moans. “Go on. Let me feel you cum.”

Those words were enough. You feel your orgasm crash into like a freight train. You rubbed at yourself frantically, trembling violently on his cock. Tears once again streaming down your face. Clenching super hard around him making it difficult for him to pump in and out of you. Your breath taken away. You gasp for air. Once you recovered your breath, you felt Steven’s thrust begin to falter.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” He pulls out of you with a groan and you feel the spurts of warmth on your ass. “Jesus Christ.” He breathes out, completely satisfied.

You slip off of him laying beside him on the cardigan. The two of you panting for air until you both broke out in giggles.

“I can’t believe we just fucked in the middle of the museum. We are so fired.” You laughed.

Steven laughs, shrugging. “Worth it.”

English Translation

* When the dust settles

The skin will shimmer

The heat will rise

You will meet your demise

But through the throes of ecstasy

Then so shall you be set free

[charzoodle]

when will we as a society excommunicate Fall Out Boy and P*nic! At The D*sco from the Holy Emo Trinity?

Fall Out Boy no longer makes emo rock music, which is fine, they're allowed to change their style, but it's not emo. Plus, Pete Wentz dated a 15 year old when he was 23, which is... icky.

Panic is just shit. Bredon Urie is shit. I'm not going to explain.

My Chem has stayed consistent, and as far as I know, they haven't been apart of anything cancelable.

I think we should replace P*nic and FOB with different emo bands from that era, and here are my ideas. I picked these bands off of different criteria -

How impactful they were to the emo movement

Are they punk rock? (aka are they not a scumbag?)

How memorable/screamable is their music?

Is their latest music still consistent with their old music? (are they still emo/rock)

What do the gays think of them?

Anyways, here are my votes to be added to the Holy Emo Trinity

Green Day - No one is more emo punk rock than Billie Joe Armstrong. Mans dropped kicked a guy in his concert for touching a girl and is bisexual. The gays love them, a lot of their music is memorable, even outside of the emo world, and their music is very much still the same

Paramore - While Paramore's discography is limited, they were a huge part of the emo community, especially in their early days. Some of their music even went mainstream, and was relatable. Their music is still memorable, and I've yet to meet someone who doesn't like Paramore

Evanescence - An iconic emo band. Bring Me To Life was screamable then, and it's screamable now. Their music hasn't changed at all, and Amy Lee is still rocking the emo look. While not all their music is memorable, I think Ecanescence still deserves to be apart of the reformed Emo Trinity

Avril Lavigne - While she isn't a band per say, Avril carried the emo punk girl movement, at least in my opinion. She's still touring and making the same music, and she still looks like she did back when she was at her "peak". Her music is still screamable and memorable. I don't know anyone who doesn't know who Avril Lavigne is.

Gorillaz - While Gorillaz isn't exactly rock, I know a lot of people listened to them back in their emo phase, so I think they deserve a spot on the list. Their music is iconic, and I especially know queer people go ape shit (pun intended) over the Gorillaz.

Personally, I think the Emo Trinity should change to My Chemical Romance, Green Day, and Paramore. What do you think?

[yourfavealbumisgender]

if i can ask, why is it that for some artists you only refuse to do certain albums? is it to do with the specific lineup involved in the album, or is it something different?

its mostly for the line up yeah. R*nnie radke in early escape the fate, later p*nic at the d*sco being primarily br*ndon urie etc. i know one of the albums i have is bc the artist is doing blackface on the cover and as a white person i didn't think it would be okay for me to post that.

[augustisnotonline]

Sat in my dan and phil merch listening to p*nic *t the d*sco in fortnite festival. What in the 2018 is going on.

[dieletztepanzerhexe]

W Moim Ogródeczku d*sco p*lo from 1998 xDDDD

[thenewfuture]

Go for it Sonia!

I shall do my best!

Ah, are...are those the Devas...?

They multiplied?

Ah yes, they are now known as the Twelve Zodiac Generals!

Introducing: Chris-T, Masa-I, Scor-P, Ryo-V, Jam-E, Tron-D, Sco-T, and Muha-D!

They are adorable powerful creatures which I have taken to caring for with my life until Gundam returns!

............

Can.....can I pet one...?

Oh, but of course!

He....hello....

*Peko reaches out to try and touch one of the hamsters, but...*

Ah...!

*They fall back to Sonia immediately....*

Oh my...

Ah....rejection, my old friend....

D-do not worry Peko, this is but a minor setback...!

'Ouch, that was rough to watch...'

'Hmm....I wonder how the others are doing waiting for Ibuki to wake up...'

[fyeahcindie]

Let’s hear some new tunes!   =D

First up, a new singalong single from team P!SCO, good vibes on this tune!

Music & Lyrics: CatLun 張維倫 Arrangement: P!SCO Producer: 賴世凱 NiceGuy 配唱製作 Vocal Producer: 李雅微 Shivia Lee Backing Vocals: 李雅微 Shivia Lee & 張維倫 CatLun

P!SCO Links:   Official,  Twitter,  YouTube,  Spotify,  Instagram

Next, some breezy bossa pop from 張仁與 Jewel Chang, a song on her new EP, they could have made this twice as long, it’s so nice:

Music/Lyrics: 張仁與 Jewel Chang Producer/Mix/Mastering: Yuchain Wang 王昱辰 (at Morisound Studio​) Arranger: 王昱辰 Yuchain Wang, 雷擎 L8ching Nylon Guitar: Kevin Lin 林建文, 王昱辰 Yuchain Wang Bass: 陳弘禮 Hung-li Chen (fr. PUMPKINney Fan Club 南瓜妮歌迷俱樂部, Sunset Rollercoaster 落日飛車) Drums & Percussions: 雷擎 L8ching Flute: YenTing Lo 羅妍婷 Wurlitzer: 王昱辰 Yuchain Wang Chorus Arranger: 王昱辰 Yuchain Wang Chorus: 張仁與 Jewel Chang, 王昱辰 Yuchain Wang Full credits and lyrics at YT.  Links: StreetVoice,  YouTube,  Instagram   Spotify

Finally, here is a tender ballad from Crowd Lu 盧廣仲’s 2021 勵志論 (healism) album, the MV came out in mid-November:

Lyrics; 盧廣仲 Crowd Lu Music: 盧廣仲 Crowd Lu, Achino Chang 張瀚中 (阿雞) (Nineteentael 十九兩樂團, Waa Wei 魏如萱) Production Director: Tiger Chung 鍾成虎 (添翼音樂 TEAM EAR MUSIC) Producer: Crowd Lu, Shao Yong Huang Arrangement: Crowd Lu,  Liv Wang, Shao Yong Huang, Achino Chang, Dawson Chien 簡道生, 米奇林 MCKY Vocal: 盧廣仲 Crowd Lu Synth / Beats / Effects: Shao-Yong Huang 黃少雍 (派樂黛唱片 Dark Paradise Records) Electric Piano / Strings Arrangement: 王韻筑 Liv Wang Violin: 蔡曜宇 Shuon Tsai, 駱思云 Lo Ssu Yun Viola: 甘威鵬 Weapon Gan Cello: Hang Liu 劉涵 (隱分子 Infancy Band)

Crowd Lu links: Instagram,  Spotify,  TEAM EAR YouTube playlist

Full credits and lyrics at YT.

[musicastrologer]

i like the way you die | black honey

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[perfectwench]

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