#as Eminem would have said: one shot

[annamcdonalds67]

Challenge for the writers 2024

hello, to all the sturniolo fandom writers

I've made a little challenge for you guys that I would like you to participate in

I'm going to write down a bunch of songs down below and I need you to write down a one shot inspired by that song.

This is obviously optional for everyone if you don't want to do this then no problem!

I will edit this post whenever someone has posted a one shot inspired by the song so no one gets blamed for copying

You guys have no limits. I will choose one winner for each category and two runner ups as well

If you see any songs that are like this it means they're taken

The challenge will end at 10th April, and the winners will be revealed a couple days later

Category's

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Rules:

Choose a song

DM me what song you have picked

Tag me in your post

Specify which category you're participating in

And have fun!

Songs:

"Slut!"- Taylor Swift

Make You Mine- Maddison Beer

Golden Hour- JVKE

Better Than Revenge- Taylor Swift

Back To December- Taylor Swift

Is it Over Now- Taylor Swift

Low- SZA

Playing Dangerous- Lana Del Rey

Get Him Back!- Olivia Rodrigo

Labour- Paris Paloma

Bloodline- Ariana Grande

So It Goes...- Taylor Swift

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince- Taylor Swift

Should've said no- Taylor Swift

The Great War- Taylor Swift

Willow- Taylor Swift

Lavender Haze- Taylor Swift

Labyrinth- Taylor Swift

Cupid- FIFTY-FIFTY and Sabrina Carpenter

Our Song- Taylor Swift

Nonsense- Sabrina Carpenter

Feather- Sabrina Carpenter

The Heart Wants What It Wants- Selena Gomez

Shake It Off- Taylor Swift

I Knew You Were Trouble- Taylor Swift

Red- Taylor Swift

West Coast- Lana Del Rey

22- Taylor Swift

Bejeweled- Taylor Swift

The Man- Taylor Swift

Style- Taylor Swift

Blank Space- Taylor Swift

Wonderland- Taylor Swift

Wildest Dreams- Taylor Swift

Bad Blood- Taylor Swift

Vigilante Shit- Taylor Swift

Strangers- Kenya Grace

Delicate- Taylor Swift

End Game- Taylor Swift

I Did Something Bad- Taylor Swift

Paper Rings- Taylor Swift

Anti-Hero- Taylor Swift

Bad Idea Right?- Olivia Rodrigo

Enchanted- Taylor Swift

Gorgeous- Taylor Swift

Speak Now- Taylor Swift

Bubble Pop Electric- Gwen Stefani

Cardigan- Taylor Swift

Dress- Taylor Swift

Lover- Taylor Swift

Look What You Made Me Do- Taylor Swift

Earned it- The Weeknd

...Ready For It?- Taylor Swift

Superman- Eminem

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High- Arctic Monkeys

Daddy Issues- The Neighbourhood, Syd

Cruel Summer- Taylor Swift

Don't Blame Me- Taylor Swift

Video Games- Lana Del Rey

Salvatore- Lana Del Rey

Million Dollar Man- Lana Del Rey

Art Deco- Lana Del Rey

Radio- Lana Del Rey

Sad Girl- Lana Del Rey

Vampire- Olivia Rodrigo

Everybody Wants To Rule The World- Tears For Fears

National Anthem- Lana Del Rey

Summertime Sadness- Lana Del Rey

Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood

I Wanna Be Yours- Arctic Monkeys

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together- Taylor Swift

Karma- Taylor Swift

Because I Liked A Boy- Sabrina Carpenter

Say Yes To Heaven- Lana Del Rey

Boyfriend- Dove Cameron

Older- Isabel LaRosa

I'm Yours- Isabel LaRosa

Eyes Don't Lie- Isabel LaRosa

HEARTBEAT- Isabel LaRosa

all-american bitch- Olivia Rodrigo

People You Know- Selena Gomez

Can't Catch Me Now- Olivia Rodrigo

You Belong With Me- Taylor Swift

Iconique- EMELINE

American Horror Show- SNOW WIFE

Reckless- Madison Beer

CARNIVAL- Kanye West, Playboi Carti, Rich The Kid, etc.

Water- Tyla

Exes- Tate McRae

Agora Hills- Doja Cat

Barbie World- Nicki Minaj and Ice Spice

Moonlight- Kali Uchis

Houdini- Dua Lipa

Slumber Party- Ashnikko, Princess Nokia

Greedy- Tate McRae

Obsessed- Olivia Rodrigo

Softcore- The Neighbourhood

Freaks- Surf Curse

Twin Size Mattress- The Front Bottoms

Me and My Husband- Mitski

Always Forever- Cults

Yes, and?- Ariana Grande

Super Freaky Girl- Nicki Minaj

American Jesus- Nessa Barrett

That's my Girl- Fifth Harmony

2002- Anne-Marie

One of The Girls- The Weeknd, JENNIE, Lili-Rose Depp

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[therealcocoshady]

Hi coco I wanna try putting in a request

Marshall x fem reader

Marshall and reader have a child there 4 or 5 (boy or girl idc ) and marshal and reader are indulging in late night activities (18+) and there child wakes up screaming bc they heard y/n screaming . So they come running knocking on the door to see if she’s ok .

You don’t have to do this kinda a bad idea

Hey ! Thanks for your request ! I love your idea ❤️. I had a lot of fun writing it, I hope you enjoy reading !

The Monster

Eminem x Reader Fanfiction

Summary : Lily gets scared when she hears Reader screaming during sex. Her and Em need to come up with some explanation.

Tags : Smut - Fluff - Comfort

Warning : SMUT (P in V, use of toys, anal, oral, biting, squirting…).

Author’s Note : I decided to use the same characters as in the one shot « One more baby ? » because why not ?

Your daughter was finally in bed, which only meant one thing : it was on. Baby-making time. Ever since you had decided to try for another child, your evenings with Marshall were filled with… spirited activities. Your sex life had always been active, but trying for a baby had you ten times hornier than you usually were. Same for your husband. For the past two months, as soon as Lily’s bedroom lights were out, you couldn’t jump on each other fast enough.

Trying for a baby not only made you hornier, it also made you more daring, more creative, much to Marshall’s delight. He was definitely enjoying the many new lingerie sets you had bought, as well as the toys and accessories. Since you had Lily on your own, with IVF, you decided to have as much fun as you could as you tried to give her a sibling. New positions, games, accessories, toys… as long as he was cumming inside of you, everything was fair game.

You were ovulating and had been a horny mess since this morning. It didn’t help that your dutiful husband had decided to work from home, staying in his grey sweatpants that you found him so sexy in. Days like this, he would usually stay in his home office but, for some reason, he had decided to work in the dining room. You weren’t going to complain : at least you got to admire him.

It was the holidays so were taking care of Lily but you couldn’t help but throw longing glances at each other. Every time he got a chance, he would tease you, brushing against you, gently squeezing your butt… and you got right back at him, leaning and bending forward every time you were in front of him so that he could have a good view of either your ass or your boobs. You felt your phone buzzing in your back pocket.

From Husband ❤️ : Keep on teasing me like this and you’re not walking for the next week.

You flashed him a smile and « accidentally » dropped the pencils you were holding.

- Mommy, did you drop something again ? Lily asked in an annoyed voice.

- I did, baby, you replied as you tried to hide a smile. I guess I’m really clumsy today…

- Daddy always says that we should be careful with our things, your daughter reminded you.

- And Daddy is always right, Marshall added with a smirk. I swear, Lily is the only good girl around here…

You giggled and bent to pick up the pencils as your husband stared at you - or rather at your cleavage that also showed a hint of the lingerie set that was waiting for him. You saw him licking his lips. Obviously, black lace was always a good choice. You forgot where you were and eye-fucked each other for a second before being taken out of your trance by Lily.

- Daddy, will you come and draw with us ? She asked.

- I have work to do, sweetie, he said with a small pout. I’d love to draw with you but Paul is going to be very unhappy if I don’t review these contracts for tomorrow.

- Uncle Paul always gives you work, she complained as she rolled her eyes.

- True, he chuckled. Next time you see him, you tell him he needs to leave Daddy alone, alright ?

- Yes, she said. You’re my Daddy and I miss drawing with you.

You could see Marshall’s heart melt at these words. He threw a guilty glance at the contracts on the dining room table and you could tell he was tempted to drop everything.

- I really have to work, baby, he said. But if you let me work in peace, I can go quicker and then we can do something together, ok ?

- Ok, she said. Can we make pizza just the two of us tonight ?

- Of course, he said with a smile. We can cook for Mommy. I think she’s a little too clumsy to be in the kitchen today anyway.

You giggled and took your daughter to the living room to draw for a little bit. As the evening came, Marshall kept his promise and cooked with Lily. Pizza was her favorite thing to make with her Dad. The two of them always made a mess in the kitchen, but it made them so happy that it was worth it. When it was time for bed, she insisted that Marshall be the one to tuck her in and read her a bedtime story. She was clearly in her « Dad phase » and he was her favorite parent. You’d read it was normal so you didn’t worry much. Plus, it was fair : he was working a lot lately, so she probably missed him.

You decided to make the most of it and wait for your husband in the bedroom, only wearing your lingerie and high heels. With a 5 year-old, you didn’t wear your heels too much, but you knew how much Marshall loved the sight of your legs when you wore these red bottoms. You were searching for something in a drawer when you heard him enter the bedroom and lock the door. The familiar sound was always arousing to you. It was time to play.

- I have a bone to pick with you, Mrs Mathers, he said playfully in your ear as he stood behind you.

- Do you ? You giggled.

- You drove me crazy all day, he whispered. Time for consequences.

You were about to turn and face him when you felt his hands on the back of your neck, forcing you to bend over the dresser. He got closer to you until you could feel how hard he was. You couldn’t help but moan. After all, you had spent the whole day waiting for this moment. Little did he know that you were soaking wet.

- I could take you right here, he whispered in your ear.

- Please, you moaned.

- Not yet, he chuckled. Let me enjoy the view.

He ran his hands on your sides, your back, your legs, spilling kisses all over your body as you stayed in this position, all his to enjoy. He kneeled behind you and kissed your ass cheek before making your lace panties slide off your legs. He kissed your thigh, going higher and higher until you felt him kissing your pussy, from behind. You let out a soft moan as he ran his tongue up and down your slit. He slid a finger inside you, feeling how wet you were.

- For me ? He asked playfully.

- I was actually waiting for someone else, you couldn’t help but say.

He stopped and you felt a slap on your butt. Of course you had to run your mouth. It was going to be the death of you. You silently cursed yourself for making him stop what he was doing. You wanted his mouth and fingers back to your pussy, in their rightful place. He got up and whispered in your ear.

- Am I not enough ? He asked teasingly. Do you want more ?

- Marshall, you moaned. Please.

- No, he chuckled. I’ll give you more.

He opened the drawer next to you, where you kept your toys, and got your butt plug. He put it in your mouth, telling you to suck on it. When it was wet enough, he inserted it in you, before resuming his initial position and sliding two fingers inside of your pussy. His tongue worked his magic on your clit and you tried hard not to make too much noise. The sensation of the plug, his fingers and his tongue at the same time was sending you in overdrive. It was delicious. You thought you were about to come in no time but he seemed to have other plans.

- I’m not done with you yet, baby, he said. You teased me, now it’s my turn to have fun.

He just loved driving you crazy and you knew he got off on seeing you wrestle with your pleasure. Not that you were going to complain, mind you. After years of dating selfish men when it came to sex, Marshall was a breath of fresh air. You knew you had married the right man but, in that moment, you wished he would just pound into you and make you come already. Patience was definitely not your strong suit, and especially not when you were ovulating.

He grabbed your hand and pushed you on the bed, ass up, face down. In no time, he got rid of his clothes and he did not even bother undressing you. He just pushed your panties aside before entering you. His hip thrusts were painfully slow and you knew it was on purpose. However, you were not having it, so you rocked your hips in turn, owing you another slap on the ass. However, he indulged you and started moving faster. He reached for the plug and moved it a bit, causing you to whimper in pleasure. You were on verge of orgasm when he stopped again and laid down on the bed.

- Get on top, he said.

- You’re killing me, you groaned.

- Told you I’d get my revenge, he chuckled. Now, get on top before I leave you high and dry.

You were pretty sure he wouldn’t do this to you, but you were so needy that you weren’t willing to risk it. You were craving for release and he knew it. This gave your husband way too much power over you. He was smirking I when you got on top and lowered yourself on his length, taking all of it. The presence of the plug in your butt maximised the sensations and Marshall felt even bigger than usual. You moaned as you started moving, closing your eyes and chasing your high. Your man seemed to enjoy the sensations, too. He was usually a rather quiet lover but you could hear him whimper.

- God you’re so tight, he moaned.

- I’m close, you warned.

- Come for me.

Your movements started to become sloppy, much to your frustration. You were on the edge but couldn’t quite get there. You looked at Marshall. You didn’t have to say a word for him to understand you needed a bit of help.

- I got you, he said.

He reached in your nightstand and grabbed your Satisfyer. He turned it on and put it on your clit. Your body’s response was immediate. You were shaking on top of him and your soaked sex was clenching around his. It was so strong that you let out cries of pleasure. Marshall captured your lips in an attempt to shut you up, but to no avail. Your nails were digging in his chest.

- Fuck, he said as you felt him twitch inside of you, his release being imminent.

There were too many sensations at once for you to be able to think straight and control yourself. Every inch of you was stimulated. You let out screams of pleasure as you reached orgasm. You could feel your husband try and cover your mouth but you instinctively bit his hand. He pulled you close to him and your teeth found his shoulder as you kept on having spasms. It felt like never-ending waves of pleasure. You weren’t even sure if that lasted seconds of hours. Time and space had become vague concepts. All you could hear were your own sounds.

Your head was buried in Marshall’s neck as you came to your senses, both of you panting.

- Holy shit, you managed to mumble.

You were taken out of your zone by Lily screaming. Parental instinct kicked in and you stared at each other. « On it », Marshall said before hurrying into some clothes and out of the room. You quickly got out of bed and got rid of the sextoys before getting dressed as well. You were about to check on Lily and Marshall when you heard a knock on the door.

- Mommy ? Your husband asked. Can we come in ?

- Yes, you said.

He opened the door and you could see he was carrying Lily who seemed terrified.

- Mommy ! She cried.

- What’s wrong, my love ? You asked. Did you have a nightmare ?

- I heard you scream ! I’m scared…

You threw a glance at Marshall who was trying to hide a smirk. You never realised you could be this loud.

- It’s alright, you said as you walked to them and kissed her head. Everything’s fine, baby.

- Why did you scream, mommy ? She asked nervously.

- I was… scared, you said, trying to come up with a quick excuse.

- Of what ?

- Of the monster under the bed, Marshall tentatively explained. But don’t worry, I got rid of him.

She looked anxiously at her Dad, who have her a reassuring smile. The mark your teeth had left on his shoulder caught her eye and she looked at him anxiously.

- Did the monster bite you ?! She asked.

- What ? Oh uh… yeah, he said. I had to wrestle him. Scratched my chest too. But you should see him. He looks worse.

You let out a giggle. Thank God for his brain and quick thinking. Your daughter looked at you.

- Are you alright Mommy ? Did the monster bite you too ? She asked nervously.

- He didn’t, you said reassuringly. Thank God for your Dad. He’s a hero.

- I am a hero, Marshall said proudly.

Lily hugged him tighter and gave him a peck on the cheek.

- Thank you for saving my Mommy from the monster, she said. I’m proud of you, Daddy.

- Of course, he said with a big smile. I’ll never let anything happen to Mommy, or to you, or your sisters.

- Mommy… did the Monster pee on your bed ? Lily suddenly asked.

Marshall and you glanced at the bed. There was a huge wet spot, caused by a mix of squirt and sweat. You couldn’t help but blush. You might have had your most powerful orgasm ever, tonight, but you were definitely paying for it. You were absolutely mortified, while Marshall was trying really hard not to cry from laughter.

- I guess he did, you said sheepishly. That’s how scary Dad is.

- Why don’t we go downstairs for some water ? Marshall asked Lily. So that Mommy can sort the mess the monster made in bed.

- Yes, you do that and I’ll join you, you said.

- You should also open your window, Mommy. The monster stinks, Lily pointed out.

She wasn’t wrong. The room reeked of smells typical of sex : sweat, squirt, pheromones and God knows what else. Marshall chuckled and winked at you before carrying her downstairs. You opened your bedroom window and changed the bedsheets. When you joined them in the kitchen, they were eating ice cream. You frowned, as they both knew what you thought of having sugary snacks before bed.

- We’re having a celebration, Marshall grinned. We’re celebrating the defeat of the scary monster under the bed.

- Oh, you giggled. In that case, I won’t say anything.

Lily was sitting on Marshall’s lap. She still seemed a little freaked out. He talked to her reassuringly as she asked some questions.

- I don’t want to go back to bed, she whined. What if the monster comes back ?

- I beat him real bad, you know ? He pointed out. I don’t think he will be bad anytime soon.

- What if his family comes back for revenge ? She asked nervously.

- I’ll wrestle each and everyone of them, he said. Come, I’ll tuck you in.

As he carried her up the stairs, she started hiccuping again. He stopped in his tracks and looked at you. Her cries were heartbreaking. You were a little mad at yourself for scaring her with your screams. You joined and hugged the two of them.

- Can I sleep with you tonight ? She asked.

- Of course, you said. But just for tonight, ok ?

The three of you settled in bed and you were ready to turn the lights out when she started asking about the scary monster again. Both you and your husband kept on trying to reassure her but it didn’t seem to work too well. Marshall sighed and got up. You wondered what he was up to, but you quickly understood as he came back with his huge lightsaber replica from Star Wars, which served as decor in his home office that also doubled as a man cave.

- I thought it was not supposed to be taken from the wall ? Lily pointed out.

- Yeah… except in case of monsters, duh, Marshall replied with a grin. If anyone comes in here, I promise you they won’t last long.

Your little girl nodded and settled between you and Marshall. You kissed her forehead as she held your hand tightly. Your husband smiled at you and mouthed « I love you » before turning the lights off.

In the morning, everything was back to normal, though Lily still mentioned the monster. You weren’t too sure how to deal with it and you were a bit scared you had unlocked a new trauma… you were anxiously staring at Marshall, who proved (once again) to be a quick thinker and the real genius in the house.

- How about we call Lainie and ask her if you can have a sleepover at her house tonight ? He asked Lily.

- Why ? She asked.

- Well, I think Mommy and I should check the whole house for monsters tonight, he said as he winked at you. Just in case, you know ?

Author’s Note : I hope you enjoyed this short story ❤️. I really like writing with these characters (I think Marshall and Lily are so cute) so if you have any requests for them, please keep them coming 💖.

[ijumpbridges]

Problematic

Reader being Problematic - (Scp 035, 076, Dr. Bright)

Scp - 035 - Without me by Eminem

035 took you hostage for a ‘show night sitcom’ he decide to make after he threaten the staff to make a massive keter breach containment.

Sadly, you were dragged there too, because 035 he didn’t want Bright there. The room was Kitchen theme in the background the same one Bright used before.

They also stole the idea from Bright having one.

Many people were conflicted with themselves whether to stop him or stop you from going to the night sitcom.

Scp 035 dragged you and a D-class. You were guarding the D-class until 035 found you and drag you. 035 started to go live with a camera and microphone that a D-class.

Scp 035 and the D-class actually got along, they talked to the camera and put a show. While you, on the other hand, with your hands in your pockets sand a dead stare at the camera, not moving and literally no blinking.

While 035 and the D-Class had a convo about the cafeteria food and excited to get the new muffins they brought. Another D-class came in with the muffins in a plate.

035 started to brag, he said he was going to be the first one to eat it from all the personal and Scps. But sadly, they made a mistake, they turned to you asking you if you were excited fro them to eat the muffin and you still no reaction.

Scp 035 even threaten you to say something or do anything, but nothing. So he curse and moved on the muffin plate.

“This is going to be perfect!” 035 said excited, he gave one step and too the muffin. Not even one second you shot his skull multiple times, enough that not only the host’s head was ruin the body couldn’t function.

You shot at every other D-class that was there. You move the mask as carefully as possible and left it on the floor and took the muffin, thankfully it wasn’t dirty and ate it in-front of him. You ate a piece of it and spit on the mask, who gave you a frown face.

You called for backup and personal. After a while you adjusted the camera and started dancing around. While 035 was still on the floor and the bodies still around.

Scp 035 was furious.

Not only you ruined his show you spit on him and ate the muffin he was suppose to eat.

Your video was viral around, you spit on 035 and dance around.

Scp 035 got interview and always demanded for you to come to his cell and how could you not used his powers against you.

She was told how you had another scp helping you out to capture her.

She got even crazier, and tried to breach containment cursing to find you.

She demanded others not shared the video because she felt embarrassed and humiliated.

Of course no one listen and to calm her nerves they told her must people were focus on you rather on her since they could only see you singing and dancing.

You would also try to purposely slowly walk pass his cell and start to force yourself to think about the incident and it would lose its mind trying to hypnotize you and frown.

Scp - 076 - No snitching by Lil Mabu

Someone has been literally harassing Cain

That was 076 job to do not someone else

He founded weird too that his soft ass was letting it happen, but didn’t care

Now there was also this guard who was walking with him everywhere and that’s when he knew it was you

You were the bully and he wasn’t wrong

You in-fact did bully Cain and enjoy too

You specially if you were extremely mad at him would make a remark on his dead brother

Able was sent out to another facility, this were you also were there

Able already knew about what you say about him and his brother

So when you were walking with a juice box he didn’t waste a chance.

“You” He said in anger, he came close to you and pull out a weapon, a sword. “You are the one who keeps making those stupid remarks about me and…” he got a quiet

“Who the fuck are you” you said and notice the tattoos and the sword coming out of nowhere.

You face him and he stood there you took out your gun and he took his sword to snatch it out of your hand. You put your hands up and he points his sword at you.

“You a fool if you decide to make a move” he said to you.

Not even thinking twice you ran off and he chance you, luckily for you. You disappeared on a dead end corner. He got extremely confuse and mad. He storm out looking for you, everywhere and he thought he had seen you, he had run after it and watch it disappeared.

This happens now everyday. The staff members don’t understand why he chase after you, but prevent him on going after you, knowing he will lose you on the way and curse himself to it, trying to find you.

He even dragged a personal with him to help him, of course not even with hoe intimidating he was he didn’t refuse but didn’t snitch of what was happening for you to disappear like that.

The personal saw what were you actually doing to hide from him and laugh, it went from small to literally crying in the floor. They avoiding looking to where you were, but it was hard.

Then something’s for your horror happen, the ceiling fell off and it expose where you were, you were hanging in a tube in the ceiling and and the ceiling felt on him making white as dust.

He looked up and looked at you, he jump really high to get you, and he did, but he bragged a tube and the whole thing collapsed. The other personal while crying on the floor call a guard to help out and recorded this incident.

Able had never been so humiliated

Not only you had you humiliated you dishonor his death

He was told not to attack you

You both were told to be 50ft away from each other

But sadly in the cafeteria you two saw each other, still social distancing and you went off on him

He chased you around and got into a dead end now he checks up on ceilings to see if he can see you

Your new hiding spots were the walls

Dr. Bright - The real slim shady by Eminem

Bright made you mad. Extremely mad.

He got you in trouble because he is stupid and cant take accountable of something he did and blame you.

You were now in charge of 590 and you knew that Bright knew you held a grudge against him.

Bright freak out when he realize on who was 590 pass down.

And you took revenge on that

He beg and email you.

One time he even show up at your containment asking to see him only to be kick out

He of course was mad and made another stupidity and blame on you.

Which this one actually got you in some good trouble and you would keep quiet. The worst part? The staff wouldn’t drop knowing it wasn’t true.

You email Bright and told him that he can now see 590 and you gave up.

He was suspicious and ask about it and you gave a convincing response.

The next day in the afternoon you entered 590 containment cell, he was drawing and you smoke a cigaret. Bright came in and looked at you at you through the window.

He wave and signal you to come in, you wave back and shake your head refusing. Bright thought something was up with the door and try to open it, but it would bother.

You took out your phone and music started playing. He looked confuse until he heard the lyrics of the song and started banging on the window.

What was happening was you pit really inappropriate songs, but on the other side and made it looked like there was music on 590 cell, and there was, but this was rather other friendly songs for him to listen rather than any inappropriate songs Bright was listening on the other side.

It caught 590 attentions and made a small reaction and looked at the speakers and then at the widow, at his brother signaling him to cover his ears, he did’t understand why so he kind of ignore it.

You came out of the cell after both songs were done and Bright rush inside 590 cells and stayed there for 30 minutes and came out fighting you about putting inappropriate songs to 590 and you didn’t care.

Bright was pretty mad and made a report about it.

He took the ‘recordings’ and send it

3hrs later it was drop and got the response that there was no inappropriate song

He checked the recordings and saw no songs that were inappropriate and thanks to that he also got call out on why was chasing after you and got a warning about it.

Bright was not happy, but rather stop trying to pick up a fight with you. He knew now he was going to lose.

I swear im normal when im not consuming heroin on the side walk trust me

WHO SAID THAT

WHO SAID THAT?!?!!

[untikthen]

find me

inspired by the song: (superman) by Eminem

word count: 1054

(random song lyrics placed in this)

“Find her.” 

His voice rang throughout the guild hall. Laxus was upstairs talking to a member of the guild. 

“Excuse me?” 

“Are you deaf? I said find her,” Laxus answers sarcastically. 

“Find who? Your imaginary lover?” You scoff, arching a brow at the overly-confident man. 

“If she were imaginary, then I wouldn’t have felt her slick, spotless body in my hands.” 

“Are you sure you weren’t dreaming?” 

The two of you continue gnawing at each other’s throats as Mirajane explains the situation to the curious people downstairs. 

“What is he ordering about now?” Natsu grumbled. 

Mirajane giggled. “Haven’t you heard? Apparently he had a one night stand with this woman and now he’s desperate to find her again.”

“Honestly, he’s such a player. He’s going to want her one day, then he’ll lose feelings and throw her away as if trash.” Erza rolls her eyes, overhearing the conversation. 

“You never know,” says Mirajane. “Maybe it’s his soulmate.”

“You actually believe in those things?” Lucy asks.

“Of course! It makes me have hope that it’ll find someone!” Mirajane grins, her eyes full of hope. 

Why now. Out of all the girls he slept with, why does he want me to find a girl now? And most importantly, why the hell is that girl me?

It was an accident. You had never―and by never, you absolutely meant that not for a minute―thought the first time drinking would also be your first time hooking up with the person you hate the absolute most. 

Your face was beet red as you hurried out of the guild, accidently bumping into random strangers along the way. You were too nervous and shocked to even register anything. 

How would you explain to the guy who had major anger issues that you accidently slept with him. Worse, you practically see him every day, except the days where you hole up in your room. 

I’m doomed. He’s master’s grandson and I bet he’ll kick me out of the guild. I can’t go back now and confess that I slept with him. 

“I have no other choice,” you mumble, attracting strange looks from passersby's. “I’ll find someone who looks similar to me and I’ll bring her to Laxus.”

With your (H/C) and (S/C), it wasn’t very difficult finding someone who looked like you. The only difference was the voice and the eye color, but that could be fixed, right? 

“Let me get this straight, you want me to pretend to be you?” The random stranger―apparently she was called Amia―repeated. 

“Yes, I’m so sorry but please help me with this. It’s a huge favor,” with you practically begging, Amia had no choice but accept. 

“So, I go with you to the guild tomorrow?” She questioned. 

“Nope, today. Actually, let’s go right now!” you exclaimed, grabbing her wrist and tugging her over to the guild. 

Eyes were on the both of you as you entered the guild, dragging a girl by the wrist. 

“LAXUS!” you yelled and the golden haired man peered his head over the railings of the upper floor. Raising the girl’s hand, you proudly grinned, “Found your little girl.” 

Laxus arched a brow and smirked. “Is that so?” 

“Of course, with my tracking skills, no one can escape.” So proud you were, and also oh so dumb. How didn’t you see the unconvincing look he shot you. How stupid.

Laxus studied the girl behind you. Realizing you were still holding her wrist, you quickly let go. You weren’t used to human contacts. Amia ducked her head under his unwavering gaze. 

Deciding your role was done, you wanted to walk away until a warm grip was on your wrist. 

“Where are you going?” Laxus’s eyes flickered over to you

“Where else? To my friends,” you jabbed your thumb over to Mirajane, who was happily talking to Lucy and Natsu before you came in and disrupted the talking. 

Laxus leaned in close, his mouth inches away from your ear. He whistled and whispered, “I don’t think so.” His breath warmed your ear, which you never noticed was cold. You shivered and took a step backward. Your face held all your emotions and Laxus knew. 

“You really think you can trick me with this little lady here?” His eyes glared into yours. 

Run. 

Leave.

It was what your instincts were telling you, yet you never moved an inch from your spot. It was as if your feet was glued to the ground. Your breathing became more noticeable and your heart started to speed up. 

“What...do you mean?” Pretending not to understand was extremely stupid of you. How much dumber could you get?

“I know everything that happened that night. Don’t try to deceive me, Y/N.” Laxus said, this time louder. Perhaps he was trying to embarrass you in front of your guildmates, could they still be called guildmates now? Everything was now done and nothing could be returned how it used to be. Now they know you had a one night stand with Laxus, it was over. You were going to be thrown out and you were sure of it. 

You heard several gasps, the loudest and most noticeable being Mirajane. Your face was now beet red. The thing you hated was attention centered on you, and now the greatest thing you hate was happening to you. Good lord could anything get any worse? 

“Alright, I admit. It was me, but I swear on my name that I was drunk and it was never on purpose. I have a very bad alcohol tolerance,” sighing, you admit your defeat. No point in hiding it anymore when it already leaked out. 

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈  YOU KNOW YOU WANT ME, BABY

“Hah,” Laxus sneered. “Caught you.”

“It’s no secret now.”

“Then I guess this isn’t a secret anymore too.” 

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈  I THINK I WANT YOU TOO

Warmness. On your lips. You opened your eyes to see Laxus’s face pressed against yours, lips connected with yours. 

Oh. My. Shit. 

He tugged away and smirked at your shocked appearance. His friends were cheering for him while half the guild stood in shock. Mirajane was the first t recover and she clapped in congratulations. Soon, the whole guild―even master―was clapping. 

“What the hell Laxus,” you semi-whispered to him. His eyes stared down at you, trailing from top to bottom before he shrugged. 

“I guess I just loved the way you felt in my arms”

[eye-lantern]

Do you think BOE names are foreshadowing?

Commander Wake, last name "oops there goes gravity", died falling from space.

Oh yes.

I never thought about this one specifically (her other names are great but I'll Comme back to them later), but I believe that the names always have at least a bit of a link to the true nature of the character or their role in the story.

I don't think anyone in the tlt universe is able to understand it, except maybe John, as he does name people with the knowledge of what those names meant before he nuked everything. Like a twisted inside joke or a wish that it would "take". Kinda like some parents chose a name for it's associated virtues.

But on the other side, BoE has done kind of the same. They don't live forever and meaning will get lost over a myriad, so they tried to preserve their culture by giving names with meaning, but a lot of it is lost to them (I think they still have some context because a lot of those are way too close to their original meaning even if they don't seem to make any sense at first. They are the only one appart from God to use names like he does.

About Wake, I don't think anyone in BoE ever pronounced Wake's last names like in the song but there is no way Jod did not take psychic damage the first time he heard it. Because it is a stupid reminder of what he destroyed, and then erased from everyone he resurrected.

Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead:

From Shakespeare's Henry V, meaning "remind yourself of the great deeds of your ancestors". It speaks to Wake's strength and unification of BoE, she is the incarnation of the survivors or Jod's carnage, and of the rebellion's myriad of history.

But to me it also is a call for Gideon. The original sentence is meant to convince Henry V that he should raise an army to take back what is rightfully his, the throne of France. Gideon's heritage is the throne of god, and the command of BoE. We could say she took the first as prince Kiriona Gaia but she didn't do it by Valliance. To do that she would have to kill Jod.

"Awake", is also in a very simple way what she does, she has tried to wake Alecto, she "woke up" Pyrrah by giving her a reason to take control of Gide1n more frequently, she took control as soon as she was woken up as a ghost and became a revenant, and when her daughter's sword entered the mithraeum she regularly woke up as a dead lyctor. And she is of course the Sleeper, who won't stay sleeping. Like, almost on the nose there.

Kia Hua Ko Te Pai (let goodness flourish):

That one is a slap in Jod's face. He is at least mixed Maori/indigenous. This is a part of the Maori version of the New Zealand national anthem. New Zealand's beginnings were bloody and monstrously racist. Having the Maori version of God save New Zealand become an official anthem was the recognition of decades of fighting done by Maori activists for their rights, against the imperialism of the state. Jod's pretty recent ancestors have known that fight. And now he is that oppressing, cruel and inhuman empire. And Wake is throwing this reminder in his face.

If those choices are conscious from BoE then the choice of this precise verse could be used to ground Wake, ala "don't forget why you are doing this".

Snap back to reality, oops, there goes gravity

For BoE necromancy is a crime against nature, an unwelcome alteration of reality itself. And Jod is the incarnation of that. Killing him would make the world "snap back". It would also "kill" the sun again, creating a giant gravity well, absorbing everything in the system, or just disseapear, flinging the system all across the galaxy. Either way, gravity's gonna have quite an effect.

As the phrase comes from "loose yourself" by Eminem, it could also be taken as a reminder of the daunting task ahead and a way for Wake to steel herself and "take her shot".

And she, as you said, died falling out an airlock at the edge of space.

Our lady of the Passion:

This one may be one of the most fascinating. Sure she is passionate and all but, Pash is named after a painting, on of a madone and child. The lady in question is mourning the future suffering of her child, his Passion.

I think BoE names are codenames, given when entering service by a superior. Because Pash would not chose that name. But someone we know would choose a powerful sounding name while also being a sorrowful reminder of the pain this child entering a fighting force will face, Wake.

And suffer she did.

All of those are both a good fit if chosen in universe, but also include prophecies or dramatic irony. Seeing that House names carry that dramatic irony/prophecy too (Corona was almost called Cainabeth), I believe it is a intrinsic property of the locked tomb universe.

[smutty-books]

Hoodie Guy Chapter 3

Eminem x Reader

Summary:A surprising start to the morning, a conversation and a meeting

Eminem/reader, Marshall matters/reader, reader’s sons, Paul Rosenberg

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Chapter 3

You awaken to your alarm and the sound of a text message. You groan and stretch and lay under your comforter for a few blissful minutes before reaching over to check your phone, wondering if it was your coworker/best friend texting to say she wouldn’t be clinic in again today. You are pleasantly surprised to see its from Marshall. You hurriedly open it with a smile on your face.

M: Mornin’, y/n. Just wanted to tell you I enjoyed talkin’ to you last night and look forward to workin’ out tonight. Maybe we can talk a little more after? Maybe get some coffee?

You smiled at the message and at the thoughtfulness. You quickly replied back.

Y: Good morning! 😁 I’d like that! I had a good time talking with you too. Have a great day? Are you working today?

M: Sounds good. I’ve got to go into the studio today for some meeting my manager has set up. Then I’ve got some tracks I need to work on. What you got going on that has you up so early?

Y:Nice! Well I hope you have a great day and that it’s productive. I’m usually up this early, to get my boys up and going to school and then I work part-time at a clinic.

You added the part about your boys without thinking about it. Marshall didn’t reply back and you didn’t think anything of it, knowing he was a busy man. You stretched again when your phone rang. Looking at the display you saw it was Marshall. Your eyebrows shot up and you wondered why he was calling.

“Are you married?” His voice started in a low growly tone but ended on a high note. It was cute. You furrowed your brow wondering where this was coming from.

“Nooooooo. Why?” You asked slowly, your poor brain trying to put pieces together without it’s morning shot of caffeine. He huffed impatiently.

“You said your boys. You have to get your boys ready for school. You have kids?” he demanded. You started to get a little defensive at the interrogation right off the bat and at his accusatory tone. You stilled a moment and took a deep breath and released it.

“ Good morning to you to, Marshall. Yes, I slept well. Did you sleep well? Good glad to hear it. Now that the pleasantries are out of the way, your questions. I’m divorced, for about 12 years now, almost as long as I was married. And 2, I have 3 sons from that marriage. The two youngest live with me and the oldest is in their Force” You answered his questions calmly and quietly, knowing that it was best to bring him down to your level instead of rising up to his. You waited patiently for what was to come next. You heard him take a breath and then exhale loudly. In the background you could family hear a female voice. “See dad! Told you there was an explanation. Give her a chance dad.” The female voice could be heard saying.

“ Marshall, is everything okay? What brought this on?” You asked patiently and quietly with a firm voice. You heard him once again inhale and exhale.

“You a mom alright, you got that mom tone down.” He grumbled. You smiled at the petulant tone, sensing he was willing to talk.

“ I’ve had a lot of practice. You ever try raising three boys? Herding cats!” You exclaimed dramatically, hamming it up. You heard him chuckle.

“ Yeah, well, girls ain’t no picnic neither. Especially nosy, interfering ones!!!” He said the last part rather loudly and pointedly.” You love me!” you heard the voice retort back. You chuckled at the exchange cause its one you would have with your 16-year-old son. You heard him take another deep breath and then let it out.

“ I’m sorry, ” he said quietly, sincerely. You raised an eyebrow sensing this wasn't easy for him to say.

“ Apology accepted,” you said softly. You heard him sigh out in relief.

“ How about we get coffee this evening and just play 20 questions?” You proposed softly. You heard him chuckle.

“I’m sure there’s not much you don’t know about me.” He started derisively.

“I'm not going to lie; I’ve read a lot about you, your autobiographies, and other books, mainly because you fascinate me. I’ve watched reaction videos to better understand your raps and bars and lyrics. And I've watched your interviews. I know those pieces of you don't make up the whole. Knowing that, it’s up to you to decide if you want to still meet and get to know each other or run for the hills right now. No hard feeling. You won’t have lost a fan either.” You told him quietly and honestly. He was quiet for awhile.

“You must be a damn saint. Most chicks woulda reamed me out by now.” He admitted ruefully. You smiled.

“ Not a saint, Marshall, far from it. Your reaction is understandable so I get it, trust me.” You said softly.

“Mom, Andrew is saying bad words” you hear through your door. You hear Marshall chuckle. “ Stupid is not a bad word.” You hear your 16 year old call back. “ Andrew, bad word” Nicks voice yells

“ That sounds familiar.” He stated sympathetically.

“Mommy will be right out, sweetheart.” you called to your youngest son.

“ Mom duty calls. I’ll let you get to your boys. So tonight? Same time but at the coffee shop next to the gym?” Marshall asked, confirming your plans.

“ Sounds good, I’ll meet you there.Have a great day, Marshall. Spit some good raps. I’ll see you tonight” you told him with a smile.

“ Aight, later. Have a good day, y/n.” And hung up. You laid there for a few moments bemused at the turn of the morning until you heard,

“ Moooooommmm. ..”

“Coming!!!!!!” you say as you get out of bed and go to start your day, looking forward to the night but nervous as you hadn’t been out with a guy in a long time.

You go to the kitchen and quickly get coffee brewing and breakfast going for your boys as well as setting out your boys’ morning meds. You ran back to your room and threw on I your scrubs, pulled your hair back into a bun, and put on some make-up, taking a little more time as you had a meeting with some manager about contracting with your clinic for services for their clients. Your boss had been a little light on the details, so you weren't sure who the client was, but your boss was excited.

You hurriedly rush back into the kitchen make yourself a protein shake with some frozen fruit and pour some coffee into a Contigo cup. You add some oat creamer. You next, fill up your water bottle with ice and then water. That done you turn your attention to your sons. Your 16-year-old was eating cereal and playing on his phone. Your 12-year-old was eating pancakes and a banana and playing on his tablet. You rolled your eyes and got onto both boys about electronic use at the table. You checked the time and realized it was time for them to get to the bus stop.

“ Come on boys, finish up or you’ll be late for the bus.” you urge your boys on as you grab your lunch bag that you had packed the night before and your assorted cups. Ypu hustled the boys put the door and made sure your door was locked. You saw Nick’s bus pulling up and you made sure he got on and greeted the bus driver and the helper. Once his bus had pulled away, Andrew’s bus pulled up to take him to the high school. You watched him get on and the bus pull away and then made your way to your car. You checked your time and then started for the clinic.

On the drive you contemplated your meeting with Marshall tonight and once again couldn’t believe you were not only talking to Eminem but you were comfortable with him which you never thought would happen in a million years. He was so down to earth though, very humble and kinda awkward and shy and easy to get along with. Which again was surreal to even think that.When you got to the clinic your first patients were signed in and waiting their treatment. You got to work after checking when the meeting was. Your doctor told you noon. Angie walked in shortly afterward and you both work seamlessly treating your patients. You said goodbye to your lady client of the morning at 1130. Your boss revealed where you were going which was a recording studio.

You each took your own vehicle and pulled up outside a warehouse looking building. It did not look like a recording studio. It looked familiar to you though and your mind started to puzzle things together. “ Hey, Doc, what’s this guys name?” Ypu asked conversationally, already knowing the answer “ Rosenberg. Paul Rosenburg.” You boss answered. The pieces clicked and you remembered Marshall said he had a meeting set up.

“Eminem’s manager?” You clarified, trying to decide how you felt about this.You saw Angie perk up and immediately felt a sinking feeling in your stomach. Angie was everything you weren’t and very flirtatious and vivacious. Marshall would take one look at her and fall for her charm and you’d be out. Angie had said on multiple occasions she would fuck all three of his personas. You struggled to put on professional expression. Marshall was a grown man and could make his own decisions. You self consciously messed with your bun, wondering if you should have taken it down. All three of you walked into the building and greeted the receptionist.

“ Detroit Nerve Center to see Mr. Rosenberg” your boss told the receptionist. The receptionist picked up the phone.

“Paul, Detroit Nerve Center is here.” She listened for a few seconds. “ I’ll send them up.”

She gave you directions to his office. You all thanked her and made your way to Paul’s office.

[madaboutmathers]

Hey! Hope you are feeling better🥹 I have a request, what if the reader and Eminem are invited to a wedding (they don't know each other), and they are sitting together in the ceremony, and the reader’s baby girl starts playing with Em’s hands and he holds her and lets her play with his chain and watch. Then he falls in love and spends a lot of time with them and wants to have another baby.

AN: Hi, thank you for the kind words. I fell in love with this requests and just had to do it - hope you like it xx

You didn’t know how you’d agreed to the three day celebration of your colleague’s wedding but here you were. Especially with your little 18 month old baby girl here as well, but so far you have been enjoying yourself. It was nice to take your mind off being deserted by who you thought was your forever love.You couldn’t believe you’d woken up one night and he’d left you. You had only been a month into your pregnancy. You tried to fight off those thoughts as you watched the happy couple in front of you; a part of you wondering how long it would last. Your baby girl’s babbling brought your attention to her and you softly cooed and stroked her cheek. You shot a soft smile at the man sitting next to you before turning away.

The soft music was enjoyable as you bounced your baby as she tried to clap. “Shh.” You giggled into her ear and gently took her hands away from each other. You didn’t notice the soft smile on the stranger’s face as those blues of his watched the display in front of him. You also didn’t notice your daughter reaching for said man’s hands.Marshall watched with a soft smile as the baby girl moved to pick up a couple of his fingers. She really did remind him so much of his own children. A burning thought of wanting another shocked him; he had thought that was all over for him now. But maybe not..maybe he just needed to find the right person.

Those thoughts fell away as your daughter carried on playing with his fingers. He began to make funny faces as the boring ceremony carried on. The soft giggling of your daughter had your attention but you only shushed her gently again without looking. Marshall’s blues followed your movement with a soft smile.He watched as the baby girl moved to tug on his ring and his own chuckles sounded out. This time they got your attention and you moved to witness what she was doing. “Oh, I’m sorry.” You babbled and moved your little one from him. Marshall wouldn’t admit that he missed the attention already.

“It’s okay.” Marshall finally spoke; his smile still tugging his lips as he watched the baby girl snuggle into your chest. Your fingers stroked her head as she began to yawn. It had been a busy day for such a baby. It had been a busy day for him so he couldn’t imagine how the baby was feeling.You fought against the soft blush coming over your cheeks as you moved to introduce yourself. “I’m Y/N…this is Rose.” You motioned towards your now sleeping baby. He smiled and gently took your hand. “Marshall.” He whispered and you couldn’t help but think his fingers were so soft.

“Nice to meet you.” You smiled brightly and a conversation quickly moved between you both in a familiar manner. It wasn’t long before you had to use the restroom but your daughter was sleeping soundly on your lap. “I can take her, if you need me to?” Marshall softly asked; reading the situation.“Really?” You softly whispered; the small act of help the first thing during your whole time as a mum from someone else. “Of course.” Marshall whispered and you thought about it for a moment before gently placing your daughter into his nap. “Thank you for that. Really.” You babbled and moved to leave.

Marshall watched you go with a soft smile. Those blues of his moving down the figure hugging dress. It seemed your baby girl knew when you were out of the room as she began to wake up. Marshall looked down at her gently. “Hey you.” He softly cooed, hoping the baby girl didn’t start crying.But it seemed she was fascinated by his chain and her little hands moved to grab at it. He couldn’t stop a soft chuckle escaping him. “You are adorable.” Marshall hummed, softly stroking her hair as her grip turned strong. She rested her little head on his chest as her free hand moved to his watch and played some more.

~

The rest of the wedding carried on like that with your daughter becoming obsessed with Marshall and thankfully he wasn’t annoyed by her. In fact, it was the opposite as he stayed with you both for the rest of the days of celebration. You had both ended up in the same hotel and he had taken you out a couple of nights.You were sad when you had to leave and go back home but you both shared a soft kiss and swapped numbers. 

It was truly the start of something.

For Marshall, it felt like a new beginning as you both continued to talk for a few more weeks and it became clear to him that you had no idea who he was. And he liked that, more than he’d ever admit as he invited you to his home. The desire for another child only festered even more but he didn’t want to rush you. Not when it hadn’t worked so well for you the last time around.

1 YEAR LATER

“Happy Birthday, dear Rose.” You sang as your three year old clapped. The delicious looking cake in front of her was blown out as the party cheered. Her giggles echoed out as Hailie moved to take her from your arms with a soft coo. God, you didn’t think these months would change your life so quickly, but you wouldn’t have changed it for the world. Your hands moved over your bump with a soft smile as Marshall’s arms wrapped around you from behind. “You okay?” He softly whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

“I am now.” You hummed, leaning your head back as he captured your lips so sweetly. His own hands moving over your bump. “I bet its a boy.” He whispered and you shook your head with a giggle. “I think you are doomed for daughters.” You giggled out and watched your baby have the family and love she deserved.

[thislovintime]

Peter Tork; Head (1968).

“’When I was a kid, before the Monkees, I was not primarily a rock and roller,’ said Tork during a 1998 interview. ‘I was primarily an acoustic folkie. For us, as acoustic folkies, the politics were very clear. We were strongly liberal, in the Pete Seeger mold. We certainly had a strong sense of right and wrong, and we certainly believed a lot that was wrong with society was the fault of the moneyed class. I think all of us to some extent believed ourselves to be socialists.’ […] It could not have been easy for someone who grew up listening to the Weavers and folk music to remain on the sidelines during such a fertile period in American politics as the late 1960s. Had Tork not strayed a second time from folk, perhaps he would have written a memorable protest song himself. But doing something like that was out of question while a member of the Monkees. Still, Tork tried at one point to break free from his ‘captors.’ ‘I thought that we had no business being in Vietnam, and I said so to the New York Times,’ Tork recalled. ‘I was asked (by Monkees’ management) to retract the statement. I called the Times and did that.’ It was, said Tork, a question of honor; he had signed a contract, and he would abide by its terms.” - We all want to change the world: Rock and politics from Elvis to Eminem (2003)

Peter Tork: “Well, they wouldn’t let us criticize the war in Vietnam.” Q: “Really?” PT: “Really.” Q: “Did you want to.” PT: “Yup. I actually did, to a New York Times reporter, and they made me, asked me very seriously, very strenuously, to call her and ask her to withhold that section of the interview. And I did, and she did, she was very kind about it. But it was… I look back on it and it seems kind of silly, but I think that the whole point of the project was: don’t make waves. Look like revolutionary, look like something new, but don’t make waves. On the other hand, in the experience of an awful lot of our audience, we were something new. So I can’t knock that.” Q: “Do you think you would have been more of an activist if you weren’t part of TV at the time?” PT: “I don’t know. I never did march, you know, I never did carry a sign. The only thing I ever did was a sit-down strike someplace. Not much. You know, I never really did get into activism, and I don’t know whether it’s just because I’m a flat-out coward or I have some deep understanding of the cosmic truth of the fact that it doesn’t do any good or whatever, in whatever case, that’s just — that’s what it is, I don’t do it much.” - NPR, June 1983

“When they shot them down at Kent State, that was the end of the flower-power era. That was it. You throw your flowers and rocks at us, man, and we'll just pull the guns on you. Essentially, the revolution, which was sort of tolerated as long as it wasn't a significant material threat, was not tolerated anymore. And everybody went 'Ooops' and scurried for cover and licked their wounds. They became isolated – which was the point of it all. 'Togetherness isn't going to get it' was the moral they tried to lay on us, because the less togetherness there is, the more room there is for exploitation. Kent State was an attempt. Let's try this and see what happens. And what happened was the shooting and vast inflation and a swing to the right – the moral majority. The whole thing was inherent in the situation. A certain amount of loosening up, a certain amount of extra leisure, and people are going to try to improve their lot instead of just barely hanging on. If you had a little extra you're going to try to make everything better. And if you see that your own happiness, or the lack of it, is tied in with the sadness of your neighbor, you're going to start feeling communal. And that's going to expand until the crunch comes. As long as people are educated to believe that isolated self-interest is the only way to go, when the crunch comes they'll withdraw from each other. And only now, in the faintest glimmerings, do I see any sense that people are realizing that togetherness and flower power alone won't get it. It's got to be togetherness, flower power, plus a willingness to do something pretty stern from time to time. If you're not willing to behave sternly, people who won't stop short of stern behavior are going to keep on going. It's taken a while for that message to sink in.” - Peter Tork, When The Music Mattered (1984)

[kaz-identified]

houseofmcallister presents...

The Kaz-Identified Master Post / McAllister Introduction

A definitive breakdown of all of my fics, as well as my important links and some information about me.

some of these are on my main account, houseofmcallister. some of these are on my ko-fi. they're all my work though. not every work of mine is on here cause some of them deserve to rot.

five bells are ringing (oh, birds have been singing) - five bells, coco and the butter fields ^ kaz's favorite song of all time

kazzy's requests are: OPEN! find rules here!

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go. I wanna be sedated.

Series Masterlists

A Wolf Walks Into An Apartment Masterlist In which five or so highly powerful Guardians are forced to adapt to their new friend, the Young Wolf. Genre - Comedy Rating: 13+ (Swearing, mentions of drug use, sexual humor, inappropriate language, existential ponderings) Created by houseofmcallister media with the aid of friends

Said to the devil, devil do you like drums?

Drabbles Recommended Work:

Field Patch Uldren x Young Wolf (Canon Divergent Timeline - House of Wolves) In which wounds, and bad attitudes, are treated. Genre - Fluff Rating: 13+ (Inappropriate language, mention of injury) notes: ko-fi exclusive!

No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her.

One Shots

Recommended Work:

Do or Drown Crow x Young Wolf In which confessions are shared. Genre - Fluff Rating: 13+ notes: Author's personal favorite.

I'm the ruler of everything, in the end.

OC Lorebooks

Recommend Entry:

Mine and Mine Alone Young Wolf Howling

For he has cast down Leviathan, the tyrant, and horse and rider

Original Works

Risky Gamble Sunset Chasers The Gambler, Last Outrider Arcadian of the Dawn Riders' introduction In which a fool opens her mouth and it almost gets her killed Genre - Fantasy Rating: 16+ (Inappropriate language, references to sexual content) notes: the first piece in my original series, Sunset Chasers

What's cooler than being cool? ICE COLD!

About the author!

Hi! I'm the guy writing those pretty words for all of you!

I'm Shepard, or Kaz on here I suppose. Why the difference? Uh... I don't know. Blog name I guess. Kaz is a nickname a dear friend gave me. Short for Kazzymandias. Or, if you aren't sure, just call me McAllister!

At time of writng, I'm 18 years old. I'm a freshman at Xavier University, studying film! I like writing, as you can tell... and when I grow up, I'm gonna work at Bungie!

I like media in general but a highlight of the hits (my favorites) TV Shows: Pysch, How I Met Your Mother, Friends, Frazier, King of the Hill, and a lot of old Nickelodeon stuff... Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen, Blue Exorcist, Fullmetal Alchemist, Trigun... Movies: Hot Fuzz, Baby Driver, Mission: Impossible, Man From U.N.C.LE., A lot of action movies I can't remember... Music: Coco and the Butterfields, My Chemical Romance, Powerwolf, AC/DC, The Rolling Stones, Metallica, Twisted Sister, Sabaton, Hozier, Johnny Cage, Insane Clown Posse, Tally Hall, Eazy-E, Eminem... Games: Destiny, Call of Duty, Overwatch, Assassin's Creed, Persona 5, Tomb Raider...

Now here's some rapid fire funfacts.

My favorite president is Ulysses S. Grant cause I did a project on him in second grade! My designated technology color is white! My favorite color is green, pink is a close second! My favorite sport is football! I love the Cowboys, I'm from Dallas, sue me. And I'm a big Bengals fan! I fence! Not well, but still! I was a Girl Scout! My favorite subject is history! I'm actually not a very good English student!

I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish had a girl who looked good, I would call her.

Questions I get asked about my work.

Q: Do you take requests? A: I do! On my ko-fi for speedier answers and here on tumblr to be answered when I have time!

Q: Who's your Guardian? A: Faolan! She's the Young Wolf I default to in most fics.

Q: How do you write so well? A: It's partially natural talent, I've been writing since, and I am not joking here, I was three years old and first learned to speak. But mostly it's just a lot of reading and watching to find out things I like and then using those skills. And it's also a lot of practice! I write all the time, on my notes app, in my friend's DMs, on tumblr, whenever, wherever. Persistence is the key to any skill!

Q: Do you write for other fandoms? A: Not at the moment! But eventually.

When they lay me down to die, going up to the spirit in the sky!

Questions I get asked about me as a person.

Q: Do you have a partner in real life? A: No! Believe it or not, I've never even had a crush in real life! I'm not really big on romance. Ironic, I know. Q: Who's your favorite character? A: In all of fiction? Eli Monpress. But my like, number one hehehoo <3 character is Dante Sparda. I like my men very cocky and a little stupid.

Q: Favorite song? A: Five Bells by Coco and the Butterfields!

Q: Favorite trope? A: Friends to lovers is my bread and butter.

Q: Favorite game? A: Destiny. But besides that, I like Ghostwire Toyko!

Q: Favorite book? A: The Twistrose Key by Tone Almhjell!

Q: Favorite genre? A: Action-adventure! Especially the funny ones!

Q: Favorite TV show? A: Pysch! It totally influenced how I write comedy and talk.

Q: Favorite author? A: Can I be boring and say Shakespeare and Tolkien? They're the reason I write like I do.

Q: Favorite musical artist? A: Coco and the Butterfields! But Powerwolf is a close second.

Q: What's your username mean? A: Kaz-Identified was just a whim, there's no real meaning behind it. Houseofmcallister is a joke on my last name and old nobility.

Q: Any advice for writers? A: Practice! It's the only way to improve.

Give me a shot to remember! And you can take all the pain away from me!

And that's it! Wow, that's a lot of words!

So now you know me! Yay!

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Don’t repost my work or I’ll eat your shoulder blades! I do not consent to my works being used for AI training purposes.

[elizabethxolsenn]

Mommy’s gonna buy you a mocking bird. Imma give you the world.

Mommy!Jade west x Little!Cat Valentine

Warnings: Mentioned R @ pe, Murder, gun, Crying, Angst, Fluff, yelling, Scared Cat.

“Why the fuck did you do it!?” Cat wondered where the loud, scary voice came from. She got up from her bed, remembering why she was there in the first place, her brother. He did, scary things, cat couldn’t explain it. All she felt was pain, and sadness. Her mascara running down her face and being hurt. She walked down, following the voices, “I- I’m sorry!, let me go Jade! Please!” Cat got happy when she heard her Girlfriends name. ‘Mommy’s home!!’ She thought, running down to the basement, she softly creeped down the stairs before stopping at the sight of her brother being tied to a chair, only in his boxers, bringing back what happened last night after Jade left. She looked to the left, seeing Jade, holding a gun at her brothers chest. “One more sentence Jason.” Jade whispered, cocking the gun, and aiming, “Ple-.” He stopped, and looked at Cat, trying to hide a smile, “Shoot me bitch.” Jade rolled her eyes and shot him In the chest twice, moving to his temple. “Jesus.” She whispered, feeling blood on her hands and her T-shirt. Cat ran back upstairs, not even caring to be quite, she was scared, not of Jade, the noise, her brother. Jade looked behind her; seeing Cat slam the door. “Kitty?” Jade yelled, dropping the gun, running up the stairs that seemed to never end, when she got upstairs she went to look for her baby, who she found without effort, due to Cats sobs in the kitchen while she was curled in a corner. “Hey Princess. Shh, it’s okay Mommy’s not gonna hurt you.” Jade whispered, trying not to touch Cat which her brothers blood on her hands. “No. I know..Noise. Scary.” Cat said, covering her ears, trying to get her brothers voice and the shots out of her head. Jade nodded, taking off her shirt, and washing her hands in the sink, she glanced at Cat who was staring at Jade. As Jade was drying her hands with a white towel, Cat pulled on her sweats, looking up at her girlfriend. “Wan go to mommy’s house..” She whispered, kissing Jades legs to suck up to her, having a feeling she’d say yes. “Mommy’s gotta clean something up. You wanna go to Tori’s while I do it?” Cat nodded, tears streaming down her face, Jade helped Cat stand, she kissed her forehead and grabbed a towel, cleaning her baby’s face. “There you go Kitty. No more crying. Everything’s gonna be alright.” Cat nodded and sat on the counter, trying not to look at her bedroom door that was across from her. Jade picked up her Cell, god IPhones were much better than the shit Pear phones they had in high school. “Hey Tor, I need you to come get Cat while I clean this mess.” Cat heard Toris’ muffled voice before Jade hung up. She took Cat off the counter and took her outside, it was a beautiful morning, birds were out, no clouds, big beautiful blue Sky. “Mommy!! Look at the birdies!!” Cat giggled, Jade smiled, “I see them Cat, they’re Mockingbirds.” Cat smiled, they were so pretty!! Jade laughed at Cats antics, just in a few minutes Tori pulled up and Cat Waved and Kissed Jade goodbye. “Hey Cat. Are you okay?” Cat nodded slowly, Tori knew this, She knew she wasn’t okay, “You can talk about it..” “Wan tell mama.” Tori nodded, Cat didn’t trust anyone but Jade, Jade was soft and gentle with her, which was silly because Jade was mean to everyone else.

Cat stared out the window, “Will mommy come get me soon?” Cat asked. Tori nodded, not actually know when Jade would be done cleaning, but anything to make Cat happy. Tori slowly pulled in, making sure not to hit Trina’s car, she got out and opened Cats door, Undoing her seatbelt. Cat ran to the door wanting to See if Trina was home. Trina always took such good care of Cat when Jade couldn’t, even if Jade hated Trina, she knew how happy she made Cat. The redhead fiddled with the door, groaning when she couldn’t open it. She whined loud and pointed at the door knob while hoping up and down. Tori chuckled, going and unlocking the door, and when she did Cat ran inside and saw Trina on the couch. “Hey Cat.” She said, without looking at her,

Focusing on the TV, Cat frowned, she whined, shaking Trina’s shoulder, Trina still didn’t look at her, tears formed in her eyes, did Trina not like her anymore? She backed away and sit on the other couch, Trina looked over and immediately rushed to her, “No, no, no, don’t cry Kitty. I was just playing.” Cat looked up and wiped her tears with her shirt, Trina kissed Cats forehead, promising her that she was just being silly, she didn’t mean to hurt the younger girls feelings. Cat, Trina, and Tori played with Barbies, even beck came over to play with her! She was so happy, until she hadn’t been, she got all quiet, checking her phone every minute, waiting on a text from Her girlfriend. When her phone made a noise she looked over and smiled, her smile dropped when she realized it was Sam, she didn’t bother to read it, she didn’t care enough. Eventually she fell asleep in Trina’s lap, she dreamed of Puppies and Rainbows, but there was one more thing, Jade. Her dream soon turned sad, her mind playing tricks on her, It was Jade blaming her for what happened. “Well? What the fuck were you wearing?” “You fucking whore.” “I can’t believe you. You’re disgusting.” Cat began to cry, not only in her dream, but on the outside, Trina felt tears drop on her jeans, looking at Cat, she immediately felt bad, Jade told Trina and Tori what happened, they understood and took Cat, hoping to make her feel better while Jade “fixed it.” Cat jumped awake when she heard a knock at the door, Tori went for it and let Jade in, Beck looked up, and Cat went to her faster than the speed of light, “Hey! My eyes are up here.” She yelled at Beck, who’d been very obviously staring, if only he knew what she does to men who objectify women. Cat scrunched her eyebrows and shielded Jades body up to her neck with the front of her body. “My Jadey.” She said loud enough for Beck to hear, “Yes baby. Your mommy.” She smiled, rubbing Cats back. She took Cat to the guest room and laid her down, kissing her quickly before laying behind her, she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. Kissing her back, whispering soft lullabies. “Hush little baby, don’t say a word, Mommy’s gonna buy you a mockingbird, and if that Mockingbird bird don’t sing Mamas gonna buy you a diamond ring…” and so on. The two of them laid there, the only sound was Jades voice trying to get her baby to sleep. “Mama..What if someone else gets me again.” Cat asked, Turing to face Jade. Jade grabbed the smaller girls chin. Kissing her, and putting Cats head in her own chest, “No body will. I’m never leaving your side, ever.” She said quietly in Cats ear, kissing it softly. She softly rubbed Cats back, hearing Cat whimper, she pulled off of Cat and asked her to turn and sit up, when Cat did, she asked if Cat was okay to take off her shirt, Cat had a look of worry. “You- you’re not gonna hurt me, right?” She whispered, Jade was astonished, she’d never even dream, she’d never even think in the darkest part of her mind to hurt her beautiful girlfriend. “I just wanna check honey. Don’t do it if you don’t want to.” Jade said, kissing her shoulder, Cat pulled her shirt over her head, “There’s my girl.” Jade whispered, glad Cat trusted her. She looked at the many, many, bruises on Cats back, along with a few small cuts. She gently ran over them, hearing Cat wince softly, “Easy Mama. Please.” Jade moved her head up and down slowly, she hated that he did this to her, she took Cat, and laid her on her stomach. “Can you kiss it Mommy? Hurts bad..” she mumbled. Jade softly moved her lips down, being as easy and slow as she could, careful not to hurt her fragile girl. Kissing each bruise twice. Promising Cat that she’d get something to make them better.

[simpforslim]

Walk On Water | Eminem Fan Fiction

01 Avery POV

"Hey, baby girl" dad said as he opened my office door. "Ready for the game?" he asked softly, leaning against the doorway. I sighed, "yeah almost, why?"

He shoved his hands in his pockets uncomfortably as the silence lingered between us. He cleared his throat, "there's press downstairs, and Issac's waiting on the field for ya"

Bothered, I rolled my eyes. "Ace, you are the face that everyone wants to see baby" he said, trying to reassure me. But after hearing my dad say the same shit over, and over I became numb. "Whatever, dad" I said as I grabbed my shoes, walking out.

As I walked along the catwalk, shoes in hand, I watched as people poured into the stadium for the game. "Av, Avery!" I turned hearing a familiar voice. I let out a small laugh as Michael stopped the golf cart along side me.

"Jesus, I can't leave you alone for two seconds, why do you have no shoes on girl?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, "long story, dude" I said as I pressed my tongue to my cheek. "Come on, where am I taking you?" he asked.

I happily hopped into the gold cart, "you're a freaking God sent Mike, can you talk me to the field?"

Michael let out a belly laugh, "I don't know about all that" he said as he exaggerated his tone. "I was on my way to get the celebrity guests that are here for the game today"

I raised an eyebrow, "and you picked me up instead?"

"Avery come on, you're you" Michael said as his grip tightened on the steering wheel. He cleared his throat, "you looked so pitiful, you have no shoes on" he said as he let out a laugh before playfully grabbing my leg, and squeezing it a little.

He let out a sigh, "you headed to the field to see Issac?" he asked. I nodded before changing the subject, "do you know who the celebrity is?" I asked as Michael shook his head. "Not yet, but I'll find out when you get your ass off my gold cart" he said as he shot me a wink, pulling up to the entrance of the field.

"Thanks for the ride, Mike" I said softly.

I remember when I wanted to become involved with the Cowboys, my grandfather told me to never mix business with pleasure. But things changed when it was convenient for him and his business, when they wanted to set me up with Issac.

--

Marshall POV

I sighed as I leaned over the railing, looking out onto the field as I saw her. "Avery" I said under my breath, quickly feeling a weighted sensation in my chest.

I fell back into the chair, running my hands over my face as I felt my stomach in my throat. She was hugging a football player, blowing him kisses and the press soaked up every minute of it. I knew I was taking a chance, flying here thinking I would casually run into her in a packed stadium for a second time. I was embarrassed.

"Paul" I said softly. "Yeah, Marsh" he answered, continuing to scroll on his phone.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" I asked as I zoned out. "What are you talking about man, you're here to see Avery" he said as confusion took over him. I shook my head, "I'm such an idiot, I was so wrapped up wanting to see her again. How could I not think a girl like that was in a relationship?"

"How do you know that?" he asked. I let out another sigh, "I saw her on the field, her and one of the football players were hugging and kissing"

Paul cleared his throat, "but you're Eminem" he said. "I- I don't know who I was trying to fool, I'm old enough to be her dad" I said as I pressed my tongue to my cheek.

"Let her tell you if she's in a relationship, or if you're just being an idiot" Paul said trying to reason the issue. "Give her a chance before you turn into the recluse that you are"

A silence lingered between us, "Seriously Marshall, this is the first girl I've seen you remotely interested in, in quite awhile"

[therealcocoshady]

Hi coco!

Can you do a one shot about a younger actress reader?

There is a tiktok going viral about her saying that she likes older men and another where she is looking at marshall at an event with "fuck me eyes"?

Reader freaks out when marshall just slides into her dms but later they are spotted together at the paparazzi?

I just find it cute and awkward 💀

DADDY’S SPAGHETTI 🍝

Eminem x Young Actress Reader

Synopsis : You are a young actress whose crush on Eminem becomes public. You are mortified about it… until he slides in your DMs.

Author’s Note : I absolutely LOVED this request, I had to give it a go ❤️. I was inspired and I swear I never wrote anything that quickly. It is short and sweet and I hope you enjoy it. ☺️

You thought you were done being publicly embarrassed. Yet, life was proving you wrong. As an actress who had her start in her teenage years, you weren’t a stranger to embarrassment. From awkward casting calls to stupid deaths on TV, it was practically part of the job. However, as your career evolved, you thought it would go away. After all, you were now in a better position, able to choose the projects you were involved in and you had garnered the respect from your peers and the industry. Even the media had become more kind towards you. In a matter of years, you had gone from the awkward teen movie star to well-respected actress, and you were able to look back fondly to your early years. You even joked about how awkward you were, back then. The last thing you expected was for it to start all over again. 

You were walking the red carpet for the premiere of your latest movie, your biggest project to date. It was truly the highlight of your career : a role created specifically for you, a movie directed by someone you admired, a beautiful story told on the big screen… You had gotten your fair share of praise in the past, but you knew this was going to be your « big break ». Behind the scenes, everyone had praised your performance and told you it was « Oscars material ». You didn’t know if that was true or not, but you were on cloud nine nonetheless. When you walked the red carpet at the premiere, in a custom Elie Saab gown, everything felt right and you weren’t even stressed out when you answered the questions of a few journalists present. 

You look truly amazing, tonight, one commented. Who are you wearing ? 

Thank you ! This is a custom Elie Saab, I feel like a princess. I sort of had to dress up for this beautiful event, you replied as you tried to shift the focus on the movie. 

This is your biggest role to date, another said. How do you feel about the movie ? Have you seen it ? 

I’ve seen bits and pieces. But I’m going to discover the whole thing tonight, you said with excitement. I’m very confident. Filming with such a director was an honor and I know that the result will be great. I can’t wait for everyone to see it ! 

One thing that everybody is really excited about is the soundtrack, too, a third journalist chimed in. Eminem was involved. Have you heard the theme song yet ? 

I haven’t, you said. But it’s Eminem so I know it’s going to be absolutely fantastic ! I can’t wait to hear it ! 

You sound like you like his work. Have the two of you met ? They asked. 

Oh, I’m his biggest fan, you said with a huge smile. His music’s the soundtrack to my life ! But no, I haven’t met him… 

Tonight’s your chance, they joked. He is over there. 

They pointed to him and Eminem was, indeed, a few feet away from you. He had been a celebrity crush of yours for years and you were absolutely starstruck. He was even more attractive than in pictures ! You couldn’t help but stare. This man was oozing charisma and commanding attention. You didn’t even notice that you were looking at him with « fuck me » eyes and licking your lips. For a brief instant, you completely forgot where you were, until you heard your name being called, signaling that you had to keep walking and enter the screening room. That night, you didn’t get a chance to meet your idol, though. As the lead of the movie, people kept on coming over to you and talking to you. It was probably for the best, too. You had been starstruck enough on the red carpet ad you did not trust yourself to have a pleasant exchange with him. 

Of course, the video of you thirsting over Eminem went viral. It would have been kind of cute if other clips hadn’t surfaced. There were videos from years ago, of you talking about having a crush on him - God, you really didn’t have a filter, back then - and especially one interview where you were candid about being attracted by older men. 

What’s your type when it comes to men and dating ? The journalist asked. 

I like mature, older men, you said candidly. I’m not really attracted to people my age. 

Any physical features you’re attracted to ? 

Oh, it’s typical, you know, you giggled. Dark hair, blue eyes… I like a nice beard, too. 

So basically… Eminem ? The interviewer playfully asked. 

Oooof… You have no idea, you replied with a grin. 

Isn’t he… Old enough to be your Dad, though ? 

Let’s just say I wouldn’t mind calling Marshall Mathers Daddy, you giggled. 

At the time, this interview didn’t make much noise. It was for an indie podcast and, seeing as you weren’t too famous at the time, it sort of flew under the radar. It was kind of a harmless joke and a nod to your thirst for him, which all your friends were very much aware of. However, the video resurfaced after the viral red carpet clip, and people were quick to make edits, soberly titled « Y/N thirsting over Eminem over the years ». Your friends jokingly forwarded them to you and you know they were being playful, but to you, it was everything but fun. You were absolutely mortified. Having a crush on him was one thing, but there was a literal video of you staring at him like you were in heat. So much for being a classy movie star… 

The nail in the coffin came when Marshall was interviewed and asked to react to the video of you thirsting over him. He seemed genuinely surprised, leading to think that he wasn’t aware of the clip before the interview. All in all, he didn’t say much, he just described the whole thing as « flattering » and quickly went on to praise your performance in the movie : « We didn’t actually meet, but I saw the movie, which I worked on the soundtrack for, and she is really amazing in it. Really talented. ». Thank God, he didn’t add to your embarrassment. Your friends were going crazy over this « Come on, Y/N, he said he was flattered and that you’re talented ! That’s cute ! You should DM him or something », they encouraged you. However, you didn’t. He was clearly just being classy and not publicly embarrassing you - you did that on your own anyway. 

A few days later, however, you had the biggest surprise of your life : a DM from him on Instagram. At first, you thought it was a fake account and didn’t pay it much attention but it was clearly him, verified account, blue tick and everything. You were nervous to open it and you almost didn’t want to. What would he say to you ? Most likely something along the lines of « Please don’t mention me ever again, that’s awkward, you’re awkward and your filmography is trash anyway». It actually took you a couple of days to muster the courage of opening it. Thankfully, it wasn’t anything horrible. Quite the contrary, actually. He was in LA for the week and wanted to know if you’d have dinner with him. You were terrified and freaking out, but also excited. At first, you were reluctant - what if you embarrassed yourself ? But ultimately, curiosity got the best of you and you accepted. Surely, if he asked you to have dinner with him, it couldn’t be that bad, right ? 

A couple of days later, the two of you went for dinner and joined at SoHo House in West Hollywood. Due to both of your fame, a members-only social club was a safe pace that allowed for privacy. You were nervous, at first, and some paranoid part of your brain was scared that it would be a complete disaster, but it was the contrary. He introduced himself as Marshall and was an absolute gentleman and a sweetheart. He mentioned he had seen a lot of your movies and described himself as an admirer of your work. The whole evening, conversation flowed easily between the two of you. He put you at ease and was one of the most interesting persons you had ever met, knowledgeable on a lot of subjects and funny as hell, too. You weren’t too sure, but it also seemed like he was subtly flirting with you, though you didn’t want to get in your own head and make assumptions. He was so chill that you weren’t star struck anymore, but you were still reasonably impressed and too scared to flirt, so you simply enjoyed conversation with him. You were usually scared to meet people you admired, afraid that you’d have a terrible interaction with them that would taint your perception of their work, but the whole dinner was heavenly and you were so glad he DMed you. In his company, time seemed like a foreign concept, so much so that you had to be kicked out of the club’s restaurant, since you were the only customers left and it was 2 in the morning. 

I can’t believe we’ve been here for six hours already, you giggled. Time really flew by. 

It did, he said with a smile. I’m really glad we did this, Y/N. 

Me too, you said shyly. 

You were in the lobby, about to part ways, and your heart was beating fast. The way he spoke your name had you feeling all the feels and you didn’t really want the moment to end. He was staring at you intently while you were nervously biting your lip, trying not to say something awkward that could ruin the night. « Don’t be that person, Y/N », you thought to yourself. 

Thank you for coming, he said. When you didn’t reply to my DM, I thought you didn’t really want to meet. But I had a really great time tonight. 

Yeah, sorry I… I actually took a few days to open your message because I was scared, you confessed. I mean, we haven’t addressed the elephant in the room tonight, but I did kind of make a fool of myself on the red carpet. And when you wrote, I was kind of nervous. 

You didn’t make a fool of yourself, he said reassuringly. Nothing to be embarrassed about. It was kind of adorable. 

No need to sugarcoat it, you said nervously. You’ve seen that video of me thirsting over you… 

I have, he said as he got closer to you. I’m pretty lucky… 

A-Are you ? You asked nervously. 

Yeah… Thank God they didn’t catch me staring at you the whole night of the premiere, he continued. Because I literally couldn’t take my eyes off you. You’re gorgeous. 

Oh ? Uhm… I mean… The glam team really did a good job, you babbled. And the stylists, too. 

They really did, he said with a smile as he got even closer. You were stunning. 

I mean, it was a lot of work for me to look good, you know ? I mean I normally look like tra-… I mean, not trash but you know it’s… 

There you were. Embarrassing yourself. There was only so much time you could spend in his intoxicating presence without making a fool of yourself and, apparently, it was six hours. He was smiling and you nerves were getting the best of you. You didn’t drink too much at dinner and you couldn’t even blame it on the cocktails. Just your dumb brain making interactions awkward. Thank God the lobby was dimly lit, otherwise, he would have seen your face turn bright red. You cheeks were burning from embarrassment. 

I-I’m sorry, you said. I’m not good at talking to hot people. I mean you’re… Oh my God, why can’t I shut up ? I’m sorry, it’s late and -

I’ll help you, he chuckled as he cupped your face and kissed you. 

The kiss was soft and romantic and you could feel him smile into it. He had one hand stroking your cheek while the other one was on your waist, pulling you close to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and fully leaned into the kiss as your lips parted ways, allowing his tongue to caress yours. Thank God it was late and you were the only people there, having some sense of privacy while the kiss got more and more passionate. When he broke the embrace, Marshall grabbed your hand and pressed his forehead to yours. 

Would you like to come to my room ? He asked with a smile. 

Ok, you nodded - still a bit dizzy from the kiss. 

In the elevator, you kissed hungrily and there was absolutely no doubt as to where this was headed. You usually weren’t the kind of girl to sleep on the first date, but your five-date policy was thrown to the fire. Marshall was way too hot, way too charismatic. Also, you’d fantasized about him long enough to make an exception. If every wet dream of yours he had inhabited over the years counted as a date, this was actually overdue. You made it to the room and quickly ended up on the bed with him on top of you, nipping at the sweet spot in your neck. 

Marshall, you moaned. 

You meant « Daddy », right ? He asked with a smirk. 

You stared at him with your mouth open, almost embarrassed as you remembered your comment about how you wouldn’t mind calling him Daddy. Your shocked expression made him laugh and he didn’t give you time to reply. Instead, he captured your lips and ran his hands under your blouse. That night, you did end up calling him « Daddy », as well as screaming his name while he ravished you in every way possible until the both of you passed out from exhaustion. 

The next morning, as you woke up in his arms, you weren’t too sure what to do or say, wondering if that was a one time thing or not. However, you weren’t confused for too long as Marshall asked you on another dinner date. You saw each other as much as possible for the remainder of his stay in California. It was meant to be casual, at first, but it quickly became more and, even though the two of you were busy, you tried to make it work. Whenever he came to LA to work with Dre, he would stay at your place and, as soon as you had free time, you flew to Michigan to spend time with him. It was only a matter of time until rumors started to emerge about the two of you, though you were careful not to be spotted together. 

DADDY’S SPAGHETTI : Y/N SPOTTED IN DETROIT. 

Oscar-nominated actress Y/N was spotted in Detroit last week. She was seen grabbing a takeout order from Mom’s Spaghetti on Woodward Avenue. Through the years, Y/N has been quite vocal about her love of Eminem, but it seems like she’s doing more than supporting the Rap God’s business venture. The hoodie she was wearing does look a lot like the one Eminem was wearing a few days earlier when he was spotted attending the Lions game. Last time she walked the red carpet, Y/N was seen thirsting over the Detroit rapper. Is there a chance they could appear at the Oscars together ?

[tfyoulookingatgiuxs]

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[talesoftheceaselessmind]

The Tale of Grief

As Eminem once said “If you had one shot, one opportunity, would you capture it or let it slip?” Good Lord high above, why did the weather have to be terrible this week? How did you manage to lubricate my hands with something so frictionless that it belongs in high school physics questions?

Let’s first set the scene: You’ve just finished a day of work, exhausted both mentally and physically. Your eyes are tired and seek the simple solace of a late afternoon nap. You have been waiting in the Ticketek lounge, like the millions of other Australians and New Zealanders, since mid-day for a chance to secure pre-sale tickets to see Taylor Swift. You witnessed the prospects of a Sydney ticket slowly vanish before your very eyes but you steel on, hoping that Melbourne may bear fruit. The three loading bars from your PC, phone, and work laptop are a trance that is both hypnotic yet immensely stressful.

Then, one bar stops. It’s no longer a bar. It’s a page. It contains words. There are options. You’ve made it through. It’s 5:30 p.m., 1.5 hours into the pre-sale and you’ve made it through. You look at the screen in sheer disbelief but are pushed to hurry when you notice the ticking timer on the top right of the screen. 6 minutes. There are so many options. You select Saturday and proceed forward.

This is where you notice a potential problem. The website is abysmally slow. There is a time to be nostalgic about throttled web speeds from 2008 but now is definitely not the time. You press on and now you’re looking at the actual ticket types. Group A single seat option?

“Sure,” you think.

You select it and wait for the response to deliver its judgment.

“No.”

You select a different day.

“Ah, this one doesn’t have a single seat warning. Maybe it’ll be okay.”

You select a single seat.

 “No.” It repeats.

You work down the list of seat options and eventually find a B reserve seat. All the while, you feel the stale hot breath of the Ticketek timer on your neck. 1 minute left. This looks doable considering all that’s left is to pay for the ticket and you, having done your homework, already have your card details saved to your account. You scour for the payment icon that has somehow been designed to blend into the rest of the mobile page and proceed. And for some bizarre reason unknown to the greatest scientists mankind has ever known, it prompts you to enter your full card details again. You hurriedly do so but as you try to submit and see the cursor circumnavigate the globe several dozen times, you realise what has happened to you.

Somehow, you have managed to time out and fail to secure your tickets. This was the first time in my 26 years of existence where a ‘time-out’ actually felt like a punishment. What do I tell my friends? Do I tell them I failed to get past the queue like everybody else? Do I admit that I managed to somehow fail in the final steps? I sighed and consoled myself that I actually didn’t want the Melbourne tickets. I’d rather try for the Sydney tickets in the general sale on Friday since I have friends and potential free accommodation in Sydney. 

I sat in my chair, defeated, and watched as the three loading bars eventually broke the news that all pre-sale tickets have sold out.

“Onwards to Friday, I guess.”

[mmorgsalsa]

Eminem joe budden song

The reason I dissed him is actually a lot more petty than that. I’m like, ‘What the fuck? Yo, my man better chill, right?’ So, that’s not why I dissed him. “Then he starts doing a press run, basically, about Hailie. “You know you go down a fucking wormhole of YouTube and whatever, right? So I see, ‘Machine Gun Kelly talks about Eminem’s daughter’ or whatever, right? So I’m like, ‘What the fuck?’ I click on it,” he explained (9:00). It was a response to MGK’s 2012 tweet in which he called Eminem’s daughter, Hallie, “hot as fuck.” MGK, who previously accused Em of trying to blackball him, responded to the record with his own diss track, “Rap Devil.”Įminem told Sway he wasn’t pleased about MGK’s comments about his child however, that wasn���t the real reason he took a shot at him. Though he said he wasn't sure if Glass House would ever see the light of day, he made sure to show love to Slaughterhouse, insisting they were "one of the best rap groups to ever happen."Īs most of you know, Em took aim at MGK on the Kamikaze track “Not Alike,” rapping: “I’m talkin’ to you, but you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly/I don’t use sublims and sure as fuck don’t sneak-diss/But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie.” Eminem doesn’t mince his words when he attacks a plethora of figures inside and outside of rap, including Drake, Lil Pump, Joe Budden, Machine Gun Kelly, Donald Trump, Charlamagne Tha God, Tyler. "Do you not listen back? Because if that's the worst fuckin' song you've ever heard in your life? I don't know." "To be the worst song you've ever heard in your life? Have you listened to your own shit?" Em said. "But I feel like the reason I had to do that is because, like I said, there's a fine line between saying, 'You know what? This guy's been really cool with me So I'm not going to go in on 'Untouchable' like that."īudden previously called Em's "Untouchable" track "fucking trash." "It was a tap, but it was also saying that his alleged domestic abuse things or whatever, which I'm not going to get into," he said (5:45). He said the group definitely had enough records to release a proper album, but none of the members could agree on which tracks to include.Įm took shots at Budden on the Kamikaze track "Fall." He referenced Budden's alleged sexual abuse with the lines: "Somebody tell Budden before I snap, he better fasten it / Or have his body bag get zipped / The closest thing he's had to hits is smackin' bitches." Eminem touched on the group's demise and their shelved Glass House project. Slaughterhouse-Budden's now-defunct hip-hop group with Joell Ortiz, Kxng Crooked, and Royce da 5'9"-signed to Shady Records in 2011. But when I'm out here, flying around to different places and doing interviews and trying to use my platform to pump up Slaughterhouse every chance I get, and you're using your platform to try to trash me That's kind of the attitude I took to this whole album, Kamikaze, is like, 'OK, what if I gave everyone my opinion about them." Em takes aim at Budden on 'Lock It Up,' which features Anderson. You know what I'm sayin?" Eminem says in the second part of the interview. Eminem came for everybody on his recent Music To Be Murdered By album, including Joe Budden - but Budden doesn't seem too bothered by the jab. We didn't go to the same fuckin' high school. it wasnt a complete picture because everybody wasnt on the same page of what their favorite songs were,' Em. "Me and Joe Budden aren't, you know, we're not friends like that. Eminem Explains Issue With Joe Budden and Why He. Though the first part of the discussion was filled with plenty of gems, things got really interesting towards the end when the Detroit rapper began speaking about his beef with Machine Gun Kelly and Joe Budden. Throughout the 12-minute video, the two focused primarily on Em’s last two albums: the polarizing 2017 effort Revival, and his newly released surprise project Kamikaze. The first half of Eminem’s exclusive interview with Sway gave fans plenty to talk about. You guys get your panties out the bunch."īut Budden admits he didn't come out completely unscathed. Joe thinks that's about Lord Jamar, obviously, if you listen to the eight bars coming before it. "The Em line in that song, when he was tearing Lord Jamar's ass up on old group flips, and then that led into, 'Your group is off the chain, but you’re the weakest link,'" he said during the latest episode of The Joe Budden Podcast. "In a song featuring Slaughterhouse, I could see how that looked like it was about Joe. Among the jabs was Shady's line in "I Will" in which he raps, "Yeah, your group was off the chain, but you were the weakest link." Some suspected that lyrics were directed at Budden, as he was the only member of Slaughterhouse who didn't appear on the track. Budden is convinced, however, that the "weakest link" line was actually intended for Brand Nubian member Lord Jamar. Joe Budden apparently wants Eminem to let bygones be bygones.Īfter Em delivered his surprise album Music to Be Murdered Bylast week, fans immediately began pointing out all the perceived disses.

[therevengeofthe5th]

One more time I said I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet Ah I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it Imma expose it I'll take you back to '73 Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD I was a baby Maybe I was just a couple of months My faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch 'Cause he split I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye No, I don't owe him a second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die I look at Hailie And I couldn't picture leavin' her side Even if I hated Kim I'd grit my teeth and I'd try To make it work with her, at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human But I'm man enough to face 'em today What I did was stupid No doubt it was dumb But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun 'Cause I'd have killed 'em Shit, I woulda shot Kim and them both It's my life I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem Show https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgje0Nyj6vJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=