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prettymrswright · 10 months

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drake & drive

tank full of gas

fill up my cup

see, where could i function?

can i pull up?

i need a buddy

it don’t hit home

‘til i’m alone, now

you know wassup, drake’n & driving..

pairing: riri williams x black!fem reader

content: angst under-tones, smut-leaning (18+),slightly toxic!riri, substance use (weed & liqs people, no hard drugs), flashbacks, intoxicated confessions, emotional conversations, riri is a lover-girl indenial, reader can make ri jump through a cheerio with little to no effort.

background: riri tugs with her feelings after the dragged out will-they-won't-they troupe going on between you two. her trust issues won't allow her to fully commit, but now she's wondering if she'll be regretting that decision.

a/n: my first ri fic, this is my baby! speaking of, shout out to my baby @dejaonline for the collaborative efforts on the picture as well as her input on the plot. this was made with her in mind, fully inspired by her (she's a riri girl🤭) and this song that has crack ROCK in it. i hope you guys luvvv, and as usual, i gotta remind y'all;

taglist is pinned to my page! if you want to be tagged for someone specific OR if you wanna opt out of any tags, gone fill out that form for me. taglist: @dejaonline @inmyheadimobsessed @kisskourt @ventingfanfics @saintwrld @vampzxi @vixentheplanet @pinkwright @sapphicvqmpires @verachii @shuriszn @shurislover "aight, nigga, you gone be upset when i take your money again," ri laughed, taunting her bestfriend, key. "yeah, yeah just put up, mf." key takes out his cash and begins counting it. every year at the fair, the two of them would place a bet on who would win at balloon darts, a tradition stemming from a conversation on who has better 'aim'. they walk up to the post and place their tickets down. "yo my man, set us up real quick," ri called out to the older gentlemen behind the counter. he turned around, eyes meeting with the two, and laughed aloud dropping his head. "you two, again. y'all are something else," he says, still smiling, setting down two pairs of 6 darts for them each. "this is for my redemption, unc, this is personal," key says, picking up a dart and practicing his form. "i won't be losing again." "yea, we'll see about that." ri laughs. "you know the drill," key starts. "most balloons in 5 rounds wins. price goes up by 5, we at 20 bills this year." ri picks up a dart and tosses it straight through the middle, popping her first balloon. "yo!" key exclaims. "you on some cheating shit, we ain't even count down!" "you talking too much, nigga," ri shrugs him off, making the attendant laugh once again. the two of them went head to head, leading up to them being neck to neck in the final round. going back and forth through both hits and misses, key set off his final dart, popping a bright blue balloon right at the top, ultimately beating ri. "let's fucking go!" key yelled out, doing his lil victory dance. ri stood with a strong, angsty pout rested on her face, as the sore loser she was. "whatever, nigga," ri rolled her eyes and slapped the andrew jackson faced bill in key's hand. key takes his prize and extends it out to ri, mocking her pouting. "you can have this bear!" she smacks his hand away from in front of her, almost making him drop it, causing him to burst into laughter. .. the two of them walked around the park, snacks in hand, taking a break from their previous festivities. after hearing/feeling a ping, key takes his phone out his jean pocket and opens the text.

“come on,” key motions ri.

“where we going?” asks a puzzled riri.

“over by the ring toss,” he points. “i got a good friend of mine i want you to meet.”

“ughhh,” ri heavily groans. “your social, friendly ass. why we always gotta be around people, why can’t we just kick it, just us two?”

“i know, i know, my bad, ri,” key says throwing his hands up. “but i promised her i would link her once we were in the same area, and it so happens that was this. it won’t be for long.”

“man, whatever,” an aggravated riri puffs out. “just don’t expect me to be miss congeniality or no shit.”

“you a trip, ri,” key lets out a hearty laugh. “be nice, please.”

the two made their way over, meeting with two girls, one brownskin, sitting at about 5’5, one darkskin at 5’3.

“wassup, key!” you smiled warmly, embracing your old childhood friend.

“it’s been a long time,” key smiles back.

“yes it has,” the girl beside you intercepts. it was your best friend val. she went to school with the two of you as well, and has a had a crush on key since then.

“oh, shit, val!” key basically runs over to hug her. “damn, girl, where you been!”

she giggles at his excitement. “i’ve been around! back and forth from study-abroad in italy.”

“okay, i see you, you on your shit! that’s wassup,” he daps her up.

“thank you.” she smiles, the two of them allowing their hands to linger in holding position.

feeling the tension building, you clear your throat, not being able to conceal the smile that was creeping up. the two finally pull apart and pretend to straighten themselves out. your eyes shift their attention from key and val and found themselves attached to a small girl with braids, standing to the left of key and directly across from you.

“oh, shit, my bad,” he apologizes and places his hand on the girl’s back. “this is my best friend, ri. ri this is val and y/n.”

she didn’t seem very interested. her eyes were glued to her phone in her hand, and her body language was very stand off-ish.

“hey, wassup.” she says without looking up. that was very rude of her. key didn’t roll with rude people. to give her the benefit of the doubt, you just summed it up to possible shyness.

key aggressively taps her back, forcing her to look up, a stern look on his face.

ri finally looked up and could feel her entire body freeze in place in the middle of the 95 degree weather. you were the most beautiful person the young engineer had ever laid her eyes on. your glowy, rich, melanated skin, your mocha brown eyes, the long, thick lash follicles that decorated them. your thick, curly hair that surrounded your skull in but a very small fro. it was as if you came straight out of a magazine, 90s edition. you being taller than her didn't help the fact that she felt as though she was looking up at a goddess. "hi," you gave a nervous laugh, in attempts to mask the awkwardness of the situation. your smile. so big and so warm. could light up an entire room. your lips, the perfect shape. they even had a brown tint around the circumference of them, naturally being lined. everything about you was mesmerizing to ri. if she stared any harder or any longer, she probably could count each follicle of hair rested on top of your head. "hi-i, um.. my bad, I'm--" ri frantically began looking for the words to appease the awkwardness, and stumbled on almost all of 'em. "ri. right? key just said it," you help her out, quietly giggling to yourself. not the strongest start. but she was cute. "right. and um--" she begins, and you already know she's getting ready to ask you to announce your name.. again. "Y/N. you aren't the best listener, are you?" you taunt her, a smile on your face. "oh-- nah, my bad, i just.. got a lot on my mind, today, that's all." ri lies, wiping the sweat forming on the back of her neck off with her palm. "right," you laughed, somewhat condescendingly. you turned your attention back to key. "y'all got plans for the rest of the night?" "yes," ri rushed out. "nah," key answered simultaneously, both of the friends' responses mending over each other. key shot ri a look before continuing his sentence. "we just freeballing, doing shit as we go."

ri was irritated. she wanted to spend time w her boy, and not only is their one on one time being interrupted, here was this pretty, saddity chick getting smart at the mouth. making her look somewhat of a fool. not knowing, the young prodigy could do that all on her own. she'd be lying however, if she said she wasn't intrigued. "have you guys gotten on the ferris yet? i gotta get some good selfies at the top. you know, influencer shit," val says, comedically. "nah we haven't, we could head over now before the line gets long," key suggests. "sounds good. don't worry, ri, after this, we'll be out your hair." you flashed her a quick smirk, letting her know you were aware of her irritation. and out of her hair, you weren't. you were in her hair. in her brain. in her life. in her room. in her bed. she couldn't escape you. but this time, she didn't even want to.

the follow months after your initial meeting, the two of you had quickly became inseparable. it started out with exchanges of memes, followed by texting all day, then tying up the phone, falling asleep on facetime. eventually those things led to dates, and sleepovers..and hookups. the two of you were enjoying yourselves, no doubt. it was as especially hard for ri, however. ri didn't do the relationship thing. she did it once, got her heartbroken, decided that wouldn't happen again. and it didn't. miss love 'em, and leave 'em she was. but you. you made her think. you made her learn and explore parts of herself she didn't even know existed. you made her feel important. powerful, even. naturally, she didn't know what to do with that influx of new feelings and information. so she did what any confused and slightly scared person would do; run. it was hot and cold with riana williams. one day, she made you feel loved and on top of the world. other days, she made you feel like you killed her cat. and you'd think the mixed signals would be enough for you to do way with it altogether. but when riri loved on you, it felt as if there wasn't anything you could not do. it was very clear and obvious that the two of you brought the absolutely best out of each other. you complimented each other so well, in every way. same interests, same ambitions. you even mimicked each other's mannerisms. when it was good, it was so good. but the more serious it got, the more at stake your feelings were.

she would constantly remind you. how much she would not, could not, be in a relationship. how much she didn't see the point. how much of a waste of it time it was. besides, she couldn't have no love shit fucking up her focus. what was understood, didn't need to be explained. and if she didn't remind you with her words, she sure as hell reminded you with her actions. until one day, you were pushed past your limits.

a half-asleep, sluggish riri, lugged her body to the door after hearing a 4th round of hard knocks ricocheting off of her door.

“who the fuck is bangin’ down my shit,” she cussed to herself.

“i’m comin’, damn!”

she swung the door open to be met with a drenched from rain, and very angry you.

“what the fuck, riri.” you semi-yell.

“woah. what happened to you?” she genuinely asked, moving over to let you inside.

“what happened to me?” you scoff, with shock at her audacity. “you were supposed to pick me up over an hour and a half ago, ri.”

“oh, shit.” ri’s face dropped at her realization. she was supposed to pick you up from school, as she promised. all public transportation was delayed, and it was entirely too pricey to uber. “my bad.”

this is the 3rd time she forgot.

“your bad? it’s horrible outside ri. you weren’t even a little concerned about my whereabouts?”

“I said my bad, y/n, damn, what you want, a love letter?” ri spat at you.

“I can’t believe you.” you laughed to yourself, almost fully in disbelief of what was going on right at that moment.

“it’s common fucking courtesy, to come to your girl’s aid when in need, but your promise? which I didn’t ask for by the way, then made it a responsibility. and you failed to show or do either.”

“man, whatever. you got here all on your own just fine, ain’t it? what, your side nigga came and got you, hm?”

“you are un-fucking believable. naturally this is my fault. you know what I am sick and tired of your shit, you must think I’m some sort of d—“

you were interrupted by a voice following behind riri, accompanied by footsteps.

“ri, who’s at the door? come back to bed.”

immediately your entire body froze in place and your eyes began to well up on command, against your will. everything went still. the silence that filled the room could be sliced with a razor. your eyes met with the girl standing behind riri, her tall, slim, athletic build wrapped around in a silk robe. then shifted to a guilty riri, staring at the floor in shame. "fuck." she let out a guilty whisper. so this is what she had been doing. why you had been left out in the cold rain, damn near across town. fucking other girls, occupying her time with things that were clearly more important than you. "i-is, this your gi-" "nah, she not." ri says rather quickly, not even letting whoever this girl was finish her question. your bloodshot-red eyes darted to the young engineer with a piercing glance. she gave you back a shrugged off look, seemingly in attempt to double down on her answer, just this time with way less confidence. once processed what she'd done, guilt sprung onto her again. you turned around to head bolt out the door. "y/n--" ri attempted to stop you, to say god knows what. the pain you felt was venomous. you just needed to get out of there. "fuck you, riana." your harsh and emphasized words slicing through her one syllable at a time. you left and never turned back. as hurt as you were, you refused to put yourself back through the emotional turmoil again. you were aware the two of you weren't in a relationship, and be that as it may, if that were the case, boundaries should have been set on what you two should and should have not been doing. and being that they weren't, you and your feelings got wrapped in all of ri's sweet words, and dramatic love professions and believed that maybe her mind would change. you'd been hurt before by her, but never like this. you'd never dream she'd go as far as this. ri's guilt and regret was eating her alive, bit by bit, piece by piece. she loved you. she knew it, you knew it. however, her self-sabotaging ways would not allow her to flourish in love, or damn near anywhere else. she called and called, and texted and texted till her phone glitched out. she sent letters to your house. once you blocked her, she texted and called from other numbers. she even popped up at your house on a couple occasions to no success. she looked crazy, hell, she FELT crazy. after awhile, she decided it'd be best to leave you alone, give you your space.

i mean, maybe this just proved it. how unworthy she was of love, of you. so she did what she knew best. she slept around, girls in and out her house. she sold promises and dreams. she did any and everything to distract herself from the fact that she is downright, indubitably, outrageously, in love with you. and no matter how or how much she tried to fill that y/n shaped void, it would never suffice. months would go by, and all her shenanigans would come to a cease. no matter what she did, or where she would go, she would think of you. everything reminded her of you. every song, every show. as much as she had fucked this one over, she so badly wished to just see you once more. at least to apologize properly. ri wasn't the type to vent or be vulnerable, but if it was anybody she would do for, it was you, and key. key wouldn't hear the end of it. but he would never fail to let her know how bad she messed that one up. key was supportive always, but he would always hold you accountable for your shit. you'd been away on a study-abroad trip in germany, growing, flourishing, in more ways than one. you weren't really tripping about love. you'd been seeing people here and there, but it really wasn't your focus. this past weekend would be your last weekend, and you'd be heading back home to your city. ri and key were chilling in her living room the day of your return, having a regular weekend kickback, talking shit, shooting dice, you know, regular best friend shit. "how many times i'mma tell you, you can't beat me in no strategic shit, no day," key says laughing, picking the money they had both put up from off the ground. "man, whatever, you just got lucky," she playfully nudges key's shoulder. ri takes out her phone, and opens her instagram, going through some stories, when she gets to val's story. when she clicks the pink/orange ombré circle, she sees a boomerang of you, throwing your hands up, jumping next to your suitcase, right in front of the airport, with the caption, 'my best friend's back in town!!! mimosas on me :)'. it had been posted 4 hours ago, so you had been back for a little time. she wondered if she should mention it. just in the case that key knew anything. "so um.." she started. " i hear y/n's back in town from her trip.." "aw man, don't start that shit, leave that girl alone" key says shaking his head. ri immediately sucks her teeth, in annoyance, as if she wasn't trying to pry. "nigga, what you mean, I can't make a statement? I just said I hear she was back, not I was gone go hunt her down, damn." defensive she was. cuz it didn't all the way sound like a bad idea. "yeah..aight," key semi-chuckled at the defensive girl. "yea i think she just got back this morning."

"from a school trip, or some shit, right? that's wassup." ri plainly expresses her pride for you.

she looks back down at the post being held captive by her thumb, just examining you. you were glowing. your skin was radiant, hair growing, shape filling out; you truly looked— happy.

riri didn’t wanna get in the way of that. she just.. wanted to be another reason that you were happy— for real this time.

“fuck it,” ri thought to herself, deciding that she would finally reach out. on some calm shit though, you know. if she got rejected, she got rejected, at least she tried.

looking at the time it was 9 almost 10 o’clock, and she decided that if she was gonna make any type of move, it would have to be right now and while she was by her lonesome.

“ahhh,” ri stood up, fake yawning into a fake stretch. “aight my nigga, i’mma head out. i’m super tired, I’mma make it a early night.”

“naaa, already? you whack! what happened, can’t hang no more?” key teased, initially not realizing why it was she really was eager to leave.

“it’s not even like that,” the small girl started. “i just got stuff to do, that’s all.” she got up and gathered her things before semi-rushing out the door.

“mhm. leave her alone, ri!” key says mid chuckle. he could always figure her out.

“bye!” ri slammed the door shut and rushed down the steps and over and into to her black 2022 kia sedan.

she takes a deep breath and huffs out an exhausted sigh, juggling the thoughts of you through her mind. she unlocks her phone and goes to your contact, examining the details with her warm cocoa brown eyes, the same name and picture there from when you were ‘hers’.

after going back and forth for 20 minutes she finally presses the ‘imessage button’ and goes to text you.

5, 10 minutes go by and she’s a nervous wreck. ‘fuck,” she thought to herself. “i should’ve listened to key, i should’ve just left her alone.’

she goes to delete her message and the thread until she saw your text bubble pop up.

you, 1 not having her blocked, and 2 responding in the first place was a green enough flag for her. she decided she needed to see you. she had to see you. all this courage being built up by her own delusion needed to be acted on immediately, without a second wasted, or else it would continue eating at her.

‘can i pull up on you?,” she sent. before you could even respond, she came anyway, and parked a few houses down.

as she awaited your response, she reached in the back seat, bringing in front the black plastic bag with a bottle of don julio, a carton of lemonade, and two ice cups she had previously bought that afternoon for her and key.

her nerves were certainly jumpy, so she decided she would sip a lil something, just to take the edge off. she poured the liquid courage and the citrusy chaser into her ice cup, and sipped directly from the rim, neverminding the straw that was placed in the bag.

remembering the j she rolled that afternoon also, she takes it out her pre-roll case rested in her cup holder and lights it ablaze. after blowing out the potent flame, she lifts it to her aquaphor’d lips, cl and welcomes the wavelength of smoke through her mouth/nose and into her bloodstream, french inhaling with shut lids.

no matter how badly she wanted to see you and talk to you, she wasn’t confident in having too sober of a conversation, in fear of her thoughts consuming her and her fucking this up once again.

she felt all her muscles and joints slowly relax into each other, the smoke parading through her system. involuntarily, it was beginning to arouse her as well, but those feelings would have to take a backseat on this one. she wasn’t on that, tonight. I mean shit, if you was, but her main focus was getting her lady back. at least the best friend portion of you.

after her 4th pull, her phone buzzes in her lap, and she almosts drops the blunt trying to get to it.

you lived about 10 to 12 minutes away from her, so that’s roughly how long she lingered down your block, trying not to look so desperate, but fuck it— she was.

desperate to hear your voice again, to smell your warm vanilla and musk scent, to hear your laugh, to hear you call her, ‘riana.’ in that stern, warning voice.

‘i’m out front.’ she sent her final text before she would see you for the first time in months.

ri began to get even more jittery, her hands and the back of her neck producing sweat quicker than normal, awaiting your arrival. she couldn’t tell if it was her nerves surrounding the situation, her being cross-faded, or both.

after what felt like forever, there you were. even more beautiful than remembered. she watched intently as your toned figured came walking down your brownstone, and forward to her car.

your now grown out, awkward length hair, tucked away into knotless braids fell down to the small of your back. a light grey short-sleeved cropped tee, lettered ‘brat’ in black letters, decorated your torso, black cotton shorts hugging your hips. your feet placed in white socks and dark grey yeezy slides.

you approached the vehicle, more at ease being that she had illegally dark tints on her windows, preventing you from seeing her see you.

you opened the door, and as soon as you entered, all the memories came floating back instantly. the lights on the roof, the smell of weed and baccarat rouge mixed together, her hand rested on her lap, thumb and ring finger through silver ring bands. her seat laid all the way back. her looking at you like— that.

“hello, riana,” you say plainly, in a joking way.

“hello, y/n,” she replied, smirking inbetween the sentence.”

it’s silent for a second, before you decide you didn’t want this to be awkward, no matter how you felt previously. you made the conscious decision to fill up the air.

“so,” you began. “i’ve been summoned. what’s going on?”

“well don’t say it like that,” she replied. “I just wanted to check in, make sure you was ‘aight.”

“oh please, riana williams, check in?” she laughed in disbelief. “checking in tonight of all nights? it’s been months.”

“i mean shit, iono what you got going on,” she began, slowly leaning into what she knows best. mess. “you probably been up under some nigga or some, why would i interfere in that?”

“okay,” and that was your cue. immediately you get irritated and reach for the door, preventing this from going any further down the sinkhole.

“okay, okay, wait, wait,” she tugged on your arm restricting you from moving.

“no, riana, it’s always the same shit with you. this is what you called me outside for?” you spat.

“no! no, i’m sorry, I— i’m just,” she breathed for a second, trying to get herself and her words together. “I’m working on it. I’m a work in progress.”

you scoffed and folded your arms, leaning back in your seat. “yeah, okay.”

“i’m serious, y/n/n,” she called your nickname given by her. one you haven’t heard in so long, yet the sound of it was so familiar and so sweet on your ears.

“I did, and said a lot of fucked up shit to you, when we were together, I can admit that,” her intoxication began to aid the word flow out of her brain and through her vocal cords.

“together? i was never your girl. remember? those were your words.” you shut down her insinuation.

“and that was another mistake I made, if not the biggest. i should’ve made you a priority and stayed consistent, I’m sorry, y/n/n. you deserved way more than I gave you,” her confessions began to roll out slowly but surely.

hearing her words and the sincerity in them made your eyes fill up with tears, playing tug of war with your need to stay tough and the need for release. to take that weight off your chest.

immediately she senses the tension around you and places her hand on your thigh and grips firmly.

“well, why’d you take so long!” the jig is up. the pain is all throughout your voice, tears beginning to flow out. “why’d you take so fucking long to realize that, riana?”

“y/n—“ she begins, fighting her own tears herself.

“i loved you. i love you, I’d give my last to you, you made me look like a fool and I STILL chose you. you’d make me feel like I was on top of the world and the next minute you’d rip the ground right from underneath me. and crashing down I came. still wanting you. still needing you.” you express, each word lifting a brick off of your chest.

“i don’t know, okay!” ri blurted out, choking on her words. “i’m fucked up, i’ve been fucked up for a long time. i could never keep or maintain a good thing in my life because i’d be waiting for it to end or for it to be thrown in my face. i’d want one thing in my mind and something totally different comes out my mouth. but it’s you, it’s always been you,” you stared through her bloodshot red eyes, finally receiving the truth and holding onto every word.

“you lit a fire under my ass, you forced me to look at myself. no one has ever done that to me—FOR me before. you make me crazy. you make me want to be a better person. you make me want to destroy ever person even SLIGHTLY responsible for causing you pain, including myself,” her face was glistening, wet tears reflecting off the brake lights of the car parked in front of her. she didn’t give a fuck how she looked anymore.

“i spent every night since we parted ways replaying all the things i’ve done to cause our separation over and over and over, drowning in my reality. I’d take it all back, good and bad, just to see you smile at me the first time you ever did. there was so much love in your eyes. and i watched it wither away, piece by piece. And i’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.”

you reached over and held her by the sides of her face, wiping her tears with your thumbs and gently kissing her lips. the sensation of your soft, warm lips made her cry even harder. the first time she felt that hug in months. nobody felt like you.

you hopped over into her seat and straddled her, not breaking the kiss. her hands roamed down your sides and over your ass as she pulled you closer to her. if she was dreaming, she’d be taking advantage of every moment.

you began to slightly move your hips along her leg, whining in her mouth, her mimicking your sounds in equal bliss and pain.

she wrapped her hand around the end of your braids and tugged slightly, exposing your neck and leaving soft, french kisses all along the middle.

“riana,” you breathed out.

“baby, please,” she pleaded. “let me fix it.”

you wanted to let her tear you apart. destroy your clothes and do away with them. you wanted to take out all your hate and love for her out on her body. you wanted to go right back to the every day you knew it as.

but you knew better. you learned better. y/n today is not the same y/n from months ago.

“i love you, riana.” you confessed aloud and hopped back into the passenger side.

“but I can’t let you back in. not this way. not right now.” you set your boundary, no matter how much it hurt. and decided it was time to go. you had overstayed your stay.

head down, eyes low, she just woefully nodded. she understood and she had to respect it. she made her bed, it was time to lay in it. but she would never give up.

“hey,” you bent down in her vision after stepping out the car. “we’ll see each other again. under better circumstances. bye, ri.”

you closed the door and headed back to your apartment, shedding more and more silent tears.

ri layed in the driver side seat in agony. counting down the days until that day. the last thing she wanted to say to you playing over and over in her head.

“i love you too, y/n. so fucking much.”

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pinkorchidsinspring · 9 months

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EVELYN is that you?! For the Straights, and gays who have never had the soul crushing pleasure of reading (and those who have ;) “The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo”, Allow me to elaborate ⬇️

To be clear: Evelyn Hugo Marry’s seven separate men in order to cultivate her Hollywood image, at the expense of her true love interest and sexuality. Aka lavender marriages, aka bearding. She was bi however we barely have one actual male love interest for her..

let’s meander some of the lovely connections our blonde woman-who-is-attending-an-award-show-with-a-woman-on-her-arm-to-✨dispell✨-the-gay-rumors has with the ever amazing Evelyn Hugo 😍

Green is quotes from the book, anything else is Taylor’s lyrics 💗

"It shouldn't be wrong, to love you. How can it be wrong?"

They say I did something bad / Then why's it feel so good?

I love you ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?

Is Evelyn Hugo going to tell me just enough to keep me on the edge of my seat but never enough to truly reveal anything?

What a Mastermind wouldn’t you say?

I did it because I want to climb the ladder as high as I possibly can. I did it because I want my name, the name my father gave me, in big, bold letters one day. This is my chance.

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth.

I want to wear his initial / On a chain 'round my neck, chain 'round my neck / Not because he owns me / But 'cause he really knows me / Which is more than they can say

Celia was starting to get goose bumps, so I suggested we go back into the living room, where it was warmer. The desert winds had swooped in and turned this June night into a chilly one. When I started to get cold, too, I asked her if she knew how to make a fire.

He built a fire just to keep me warm

Wine went all over her white shirt.

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me

I was in emerald green again.

“Evelyn, who was your great love? You can tell me." "Celia St. James.”

I just had to put this in here- no need whatsoever but 😍

Don was off somewhere else, leaving me before I could leave him. Instead, right on my doorstep, was Celia St. James.

Stand there like a ghost / Shaking come the rain, rain / She'll open up the door / And say, are you insane, -ane?

🤭And that's how it works / That's how you get the girl🤷‍♀️

She literally told you-I anyway

You wonder what it must be like to be a man, to be so confident that the final say is yours.

A little side note: The way in which she naturally uses those two fingers is very audacious to me.. but that’s a topic for another time…

I’d risen from ashes more than once by that point. But I didn't want to have to do it again.

And I know I make the same mistakes every time

I'm getting tired even for a phoenix / Always risin' from the ashes / Mendin' all her gashes / You might just have dealt the final blow

"Everyone's a pawn.”

Checkmate, I couldn't lose

One day I'll watch as you're leaving / 'Cause you got tired of my scheming

The black beaded dress I wore that night. Two slits on either side of the skirt went up to my mid-thigh. I loved that dress. (For the nomination for a film called Cornelia Sunset, might I add…)

And what I wanted was to move to the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

Where were the original Polaroids for 1989 shot? Oh in manhattan…

Where does Taylor live? In New York… maybe not manhattan… but you get the point..

Welcome to New York, Taylor wrote this song specifically about moving there, and the very diverse people there…

In the pursuit of a great cause, I think people can be of service in a number of different ways. I always felt that my way was to make a lot of money and then channel it to the groups that needed it. It's a bit self-serving, that logic. I know that. But because of who I was, because of the sacrifices I made to hide parts of myself, I was able to give more money than most people ever see in their entire lifetime. I am proud of that.

"Evelyn, you are not capable of giving it up. And you never will be. And it will be the tragedy of my life that I cannot love you enough to make you mine. That you cannot be loved enough to be anyone's.”

"Do something, babe, say something" (say something) / "Lose something, babe, risk something" (you're losin' me) / "Choose something, babe, I got nothing (got nothing) / To believe / Unless you're choosin' me"

Which is about the cruelest thing you can do to someone you love, give them just enough good to make them stick through a hell of a lot of bad.

You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love / The slowest way is never loving them enough

And let me just say bring a woman who promised to be Taylor’s “invisible bride any day”, to an award show after that homophobic piece of 🔥🗑️ NYT article calling her only straight…

Not to mention her name starts with a K..

Look how happy tree is, because this Evelyn Hugo won’t be hidden forever 💚🤍

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pixlpxie · 3 months

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omgg SAG RISING SQUAD YAAS! And yes yes yes yes to that. I think he gets away with things because of the dumb persona producers made him to do, and I think he decided to play a bit with people about it, I mean I remember when he said his favorite song of the moment was 3D, a song that everyone and their grandma knows what is about 👀 but everyone just went aww he loves Jk. Like have we all seen his playlist? Mingi is a young man, but he’s really smart

And pleaaase I love rambling about birth charts! so feel free to do it honey ! And thank you 🤭 gotta admit that is not all of the placements but I share most of them with him so I REALLY can relate to him that sometimes scares me, but I’ll say that is hard to have the combos he has cause he’s known to be awkward and I don’t blame him ‘cause EVERYTHING FEELS AWKWARD I hate it. And he’s good with separating himself which I admire, I feel all of his personas, off stage, on stage are pretty genuine at least 70% percent , his on stage persona is the self I think is inside him that can be rebellious and feels desired in a certain way 👀 really deep inside him he craves for that type of attention, but I don’t think is the self his romantic partner will see 24/7, that dude is a natural sub on daily basis but happens to switch at times, if you see his lives that’s probably the one they’ll see which makes me feral to know cause he’s so pouty and whiny on his lives. And with preferences I think he’s pretty open minded, unless he feels a fake vibe he’ll probably will try to avoid the person straight away , and in some videos you can tell it by his face XD. My preferences are fire+earth+wind+water placements, if it is for romance earth is first hehe🤤, so I can get why he loves Yunho a lot . AND I BET MY ASS MINGI ASKS FOR HIS READINGS FROM TIME TO TIME, he’s spiritual for sure

and just to confirm the titty thing that you wrote was too accurate for me btw XD I won’t be a sub to a man but I’ll definitely do this for a woman. Love you too babe <3

WE SAW HIS PLAYLIST??? Omg I missed all that 3D convo but honestly my sag rising ass relates so much I loved that song for a while too esp the last rap part the lyrics were too fun for no reason. And honestly you’re right most people miss that male idols at the end of the day are men so them constantly babying grown ass adults really weirds me out also its probably an innacurate perception of them like yeah Mingi is probably a little dumb in a cute way (naive would be a better word) but like he really isn’t the cute little chick y’all think he is so :D also ppl don’t really understand how unhinged sag risings/placements are he fits the vibe so much

Mingi is def a switch who likes praises like lets be real although I feel like when he’s dominating he’d really become a good dom too and yes you’re right he’s most likely an open minded person he might even like poly relationships if he has the sag influence (just an assumption pls don’t come at me) Also Id give him as many readings as he wants he just needs to meet me lmao

Anyway my placements are Pisces sun+venus, sag moon+rising, Taurus mars and aqua mercury if you’re interested in reading mine (bc id luv that if you comment on it)

#pixlpxie asks #ateez #ateez smut #mingi #mingi smut

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imagine a dinner with Ruben, the two of you drinking wine, cooking something, with some music in the background, and sometimes he would ask you to dance and say “you look so beautiful in that dress, it’s a shame you’re going to end up without it tonight”

Babes, I love this scenario so much 🤭

So maybe you decide to have a little date night in, and that you would cook dinner together and stuff, so you would obviously dress up all pretty for him and when you come down to the kitchen, he would look you up and down and be like "you look beautiful, baby" and the whole night he is calling you his pretty girl. And he would pour a glass of wine for each of you and you are just preparing dinner, talking and he is stealing little kisses here and there. And maybe then once the dinner is ready you would eat and the whole time music is playing in the background and when you are done with your food he stands up and offers his hand to you and tells you to dance with him, making you giggle. And maybe it would be a slow song, so he is holding you against his chest, pressing kisses to your head. And then he leans down and whispers that straight into your ear, making you look up at him and when you do he connects his lips to yours 🤭 and then it gets very intense very quickly and maybe he would just lift you up and carry you to the bedroom, while you are still making out and once you get to the bedroom he would put you down and maybe turn you around so your back is facing him, taking your hair out of his way. And he is kissing your neck and then he mumbles something like "gonna let me take it off, sweet girl? " while his fingers are already gripping the zipper 🤭 and when he finally gets you naked, he is quick to remove all his clothes too and he lays you down on your bed and hovers over you. And he would fuck you super slow, but each of his thrusts would be so deep, and he would have your legs wrapped around his torso, making him be even closer to you. And he is just kissing you all the time, mumbling into your mouth how good you feel and how well you are taking him 🤭🤭

#justourlittletalks #ruben dias

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the-little-ewok · 1 year

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So, I hear you're taking prompts 👀🤭

If no one's asked (and you feel inspired), maybe you could try "slowly kissing down the body" with either Santi or Poe? (If that's then, maybe the tummy kisses instead?). Please and thank youuuu 🙏❤️

(Im)Patience

Santiago Garcia X F!Reader

Rating : E / 18+ for sexual content

Wordcount : 900 (ISH)

Warnings : Consensual use of restraints, talk of cum eating, mentions of edging, mentions of face sitting, mentions of PIV, marking/love bites, if you squint - mild sub!Santi, mild!Dom reader, mentions of Dom!Santi

Prompt/Summary : Kissing slowly down their body / Teasing Santiago until he breaks with little body kisses

A/N : Thank you for the prompt! I hope you enjoy a little Santi spice since your Neighbours fic put me in such a Santi feels mood! ;)

Un-beta'd because chaos is life. Apologies for any mistakes. It's midnight here.

The metal headboard creaks worryingly as Santiago tugs at his bonds, and you relish in the little mewl of pleasure he gives that accompanies the noise. You finish sucking a mark just above his collarbone, as his hands twist against the soft silk scarf binding him to the bed, his legs shifting restlessly beneath your weight as you sit back to admire him — his skin covered in a light sheen of sweat, pupils blown wide, lips kiss swollen, chest heaving with panted breaths.

It was so rare for him to give up complete control this way, to relinquish it to you, to allow you to take care of him in the way you know he needs. It makes your heart swell with the knowledge of the trust he's placed in you.

Although you can't help but wander if now he's starting to regret it, after who knows how long of soft touches, kisses, teasing laps of your tongue, bringing him to the edge, just to stop before he reaches his peak, and then to do it all over again.

"Hermosa, please," he groans, hips rutting up against you as you lean down to begin another trail of slow kisses down his body. "This is unfair."

You grin. Santiago was loosing his patience.

But drawing the little desperate sounds of pleasure from him was so much fun. And in part, you suppose, a little revenge for every time he had you in the same position, begging for release as he enjoyed the moment. Now you finally understood the appeal.

"All good things come to those who wait," you tease in a sing-song voice, unmoved by his begging.

Santi huffs with annoyance, flinging his head back against the pillows, dramatically growling something in Spanish you don't quite catch, but it sounds like a thinly veiled threat.

In all fairness you were dragging this out now, going back to placing tender kisses against his chest and neck, leaving little love marks in your wake, all while his hard cock twitched against your stomach, desperate for more attention. You'll pay for this later no doubt, but honestly, that's what you're counting on.

You shift your weight, moving down to litter soft kisses against his chest, before you circle your tongue over his peaked nipple.

Santi grunts out a low curse, his hands once more pulling at the makeshift restraint. If he really wanted out, he only had to say the word, but for all his complaints, Santi seems content to enjoy himself, at least at the moment.

"Tell me what you want," you whisper, your lips ghosting against his skin, echoing words he's so often used on you.

"You. Want you," he gasps as you nip at his side with your teeth, leaving him another mark.

You hum, raising your hand and allowing your fingers to barely brush against his weeping cock, causing Santi to give out a strangled moan that shoots straight to your core. He lifts his hips as you remove your hand once more, trying to chase your touch. You click your tongue in dissaproval, and shake your head at him.

"Be specific. Use your words, baby." You catch the look on his face as you repeat words he's whispered in your ear many times. His eyes hold a mixture of pride, impatience and something a little darker that makes you swallow hard, pushing down the thought of untying his wrists then and there.

He holds your gaze, steadily, defiantly, barely even blinking as he tells you exactly what he wants.

"I want to fuck your mouth, then I want to fuck your sweet pussy, fill you up until you can't take any more. Then after that, baby," he growls, his voice deliciously low, "I want you to sit on my face while I lick out every last drop of cum."

You swallow hard, your pussy clenching around nothing at the image that fills your head.

Santi smirks up at you, clearly knowing he has the upper hand, even in his prone position.

Bastard.

Your resolve hardens. Now you are going to drag this out even longer.

"Hmm we can do that…when we are done with giving you a lesson in patience." Leaning back down you continue to trail soft kisses down his body, heading towards where he wants your mouth, but far slower than ever before.

"You know Santi," you breathe, pausing to look up at him through your lashes, "I think maybe I need to go grab a bite to eat before we continue this. Its going to be a long night. Be a good boy and wait right here for me."

You press a soft kiss to his lips, which are pressed into a hard line of dissaproval at your teasing, before you pepper soft kisses across his neck, slowly manoeuvring your body off his as you go.

There's absolutely no warning for what comes next. One moment your tongue is flicking out to lick his pulse point, and the next your flipped onto your back, Santi bearing down on you, both your hands pinned to the mattress.

You have no idea how he got his hands free, or how long he's had them free for, and all thoughts of asking disappear as Santi's lips twist into a devilish smile.

"I think first I'll give you a lesson in impatience," he growls, before he claims your mouth in a hard kiss.

#santiago garcia x reader #santiago garcia #santiago garcia x you #santiago garcia smut #santiago pope garcia #santiago pope garcia x reader #santiago garcia x f!reader

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aralisj · 9 months

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So I went to see the Mexican production of Anastasia and I have a lot of feelings and thoughts:

Like the tour and international productions, there's a cut from Learn to Do It, and Crossing a Bridge is replaced with Paris Holds the Key (Reprise)- which is a damn shame because if there ever was an Anya that could do justice to Crossing a Bridge that's Mariana Dávila (apparently, she has an almost three octave range? The fuck?!)

Javier Manente (Dmitry) is 1.86m (6'2'') and Mariana Dávila (Anya) is 1.56m (5'2'') which is just insane.

And so Javi honors the ancient Dima tradition of being more of a mover than a dancer, way too tall, handsome and with the voice of an angel 🥰

Mariana is a powerhouse - her voice is stunning and her rendition of In My Dreams will haunt me for months.

Christy and Derek's dynamic was very confrontational for Act 1, very movie Dimya, while Mariana and Javi are more of a hopeful/cynic vibe which also works very well.

Manuel Corta's Vlad is more of a tenor than a baritone so that makes some of the harmonies sound a little hollow but that's me nitpicking because his voice is lovely.

He is short, taller than Anya but shorter than Lily - which makes for a few comedic beats to hit harder, mainly choreography and the line "from the first moment I saw you, I knew I was beneath you".

Carlos Quezada's Gleb is probably the slimiest I've seen yet (Ramin, Max and Constantine). In the scene in his office, instead of grabbing Anya by the arm to stop her from leaving, he grabs her by the waist and talks into her hair?!?! It doesn't help that the translation of Still emphasizes how childlike and innocent Anya is (yikes 😬). The vibes are fatal attraction and the last confrontation feels very much like Anya would rather die than be Gleb's which is a different take for sure.

Even if I didn't love his take on the character, his voice was incredible, he played up the growl at the end of Still into an almost metal/rock thing that I loved

(I just found out that he previously played Scar in The Lion King and Javert in Les Mis which makes so much sense in retrospect)

All song translations are the same as the Madrid production, except for Journey to the Past where they use the translation from the movie (God I wish they had done that for Once Upon a December too)

In the almost kiss for In a Crowd of Thousands they got so close 👀 Christy and Derek left a little room for Jesus between them and usually grabbed each other by the forearms. My boy Javi went straight to cup Mariana's face and touch her hair while she touched his hands and tugged at his shirt!!! Real romantic stuff

Their voices sound so nice together (if you haven't heard their cover of Hadestown you should)

Lily was fucking incredible. The dance scenes! I always thought it was crazy that she had two consecutive dance heavy numbers and she delivered!!! Her singing was superb at all times.

The ballet number was so good!!! All the dancers got a big ovation

Experiencing Stay I Pray You live? I felt it inside my chest, I was so close to tears! (I missed Constantine's voice though 😩)

Irasema Terrazas as The Dowager was amazing, she has that old timey, 1940s starlet quality to her voice that is just mesmerizing.

The costumes are very pretty, lovely quality, and almost the same as Broadway's. If I remember correctly, the ones that were markedly different in terms of fabric were Lily's Neva dress and press dress, and Gleb's coat. The silhouettes are pretty much the same (though The Paris Holds the Key dress was very much a maxi skirt on Mariana 🤭)

#i felt like a seasoned professional but also like a little kid <3 #anastasia #anastasia mexico

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bunny-hoodlum · 2 months

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Latte, White Tea, Mocha, Sprite, and Red Bull? 🍵

I'm more than a month late replying to this. 😅😓

Thank you for the ask @dayseternal-blog! 💖🥰

Latte - What did you think was cool then, when you were a kid but isn't cool now?

This is hard to answer because I don't remember what I thought was cool as a kid outside of skater culture, Rocket Power and the X-Games. 😂 And I still have a soft spot for skater culture, even though I don't may much attention to it, on account I don't skate to begin with. 😅 But I really wanted to be cool like the kids in Rocket Power. 🤭

White Tea - What's one thing that can instantly make your day better?

Waking up with a larger than average bank account. 😭

Mocha - What's your favorite sleeping position?

I'm a mix between starfish and belly sleeper, I like to hug my pillow with my legs in the formation of the number 4. Having both legs totally straight bugs me, haha.

Sprite - What's the most spontaneous thing you've ever done?

Sadly not sure, I used to be paranoid as a youth that karma would get me if I was out of line, but I think I did walk from school to the mall (which was halfway between my apartment, so not as bad as you may be thinking), just dunno if I skipped school for once or it was one of those half-days we'd have towards the end of the year. Oh wait, we were kinda of free roam during test days since there were no classes. Hmmm... I think also, just before Lockdown, I was so stressed with work not mattering but I had to make sure my breaks were 15 mins and my lunches were exactly an hour and all that shit, and I just called out instead of going, and I went to Rubio's for shrimp tacos and just enjoyed the late March air and I didn't tell anyone. I just made it my day.

Red Bull - If you had a theme song, what would it be?

Hmmm... This is a tough one, but I guess I sorta always resonated with "Flagpole Sitta" by Harvey Danger. I guess it's good I wasn't a Gen X teen when that came out. I was trying to see if I understood the song properly, and got a little history out of it. The sarcastic part of the song I always understood, but those fans, nope, they went and pierced their tongues cuz they thought the song was promoting it. 😂 But yeah, there was always a sort of manic desperation in that song that made me feel valid growing up. Now all I got is all this adulthood ennui. 🥴

#ask game #dayseternal8-blog

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taiiunknown · 2 years

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✨TONIGHT, ILL BE THE BEST YOU EVER HAD 💍

This a short story inspired by the song (Tonight ~ John legend) so I advise you to listen to the song while reading 😽

Warning: FLUFF AND I MEAN LOTS OF IT , grab a tissue 🥺, very short story sorry not sorry 😛

Summary: Y/n & SHURI has been dating for 3 years and shuri finally decide to propose Aka tie the knot 🪢💍🤭

Today shuri has been acting really weird today, I don’t know what’s up with her but she have been real distant and sneaky and I really don’t want to jump to conclusions bc we have been strong going on 4years and it has been the best 4 years of you life .

Shuri told me that she was gonna be busy all today so she might not be home at 4 like she usually do , so I decided to go to my best friend house to vent to her a bit and also catch up , but she thought it was a good idea to treat me today which was very odd but I guess she just wanted to be nice today so we ended up at the nail shop .

*NAIL SALON*

“I feel like you overreacting.” Cari said while looking at the lady who was painting her toe nails, “Ya, Maybe you’re right…I just want to know what’s wrong.” Y/n said while having her feet in the water while the nail tech finish her pinky finger (you got cute white French tips medium length with a little diamond on you ring finger). “Just enjoy the day we having together then tonight when you go home talk to shuri.” Cari said with a small smile “ya… I am, what we doing after anyways ?” Y/n asked “oh we fixing your hair so when we don’t you better get to picking hair styles , I Feel like you need a cute silk press since your hair already long asl .” Cari said “ok even though I love my curls” I said laughing .

*3hours later*

I felt like a brand new person walking back in the palace, After getting my hair and nails done , including a Brazilian wax , I felt so pure and fresh.

On the way here I was already planning in my head on how to confront shuri about her being to distant , as I got closer the living area I seen rose petals leading to the balcony by the kitchen, I hear (Tonight by John legend) playing in the back ground and was easily caught off guard by how sexy shuri look right now . She was wearing a all black long sleeve shit with gray buttons, all dark gray pants with black shoes and … WAIT A MINUTE DID SHE GET A LINE UP IN THE BACK ?!!?!?!!

Ughhhh god take me now …

Mean while i have on a cute black dress and cute black rhinestone flip flops since I didn’t expect to be doing much today,

“Shuri what’s all this for ?” I asked looking at the set up in awe (just imagine what you want) “for you Usana, you deserve this and everything that comes with it” shuri said lifting my chin so I can focus on her “including you? Bc last time I checked you was being real distant to me for the past couple of days like you don’t love me anymore , and I’m really tryna understand if I did something wrong or not so I can fix it or even m-” I said rambling non stop “ MY LOVE STOP !” Shuri said to stop me from rambling “You did nothing wrong y/n , I just been planning something special for you that I have been thinking about since the first moment we met, And don’t ever think about changing yourself okay ? Bc you are perfect and I love you with everything in my heart and I don’t want you to ever think I stopped loving you bc I will never stop loving you Mami , Do you hear me? And I’m so sorry for even making you feel that way Nkosazana yam (my princess) . Shuri said while we both tearing up a little

“Ever since I first laid eyes on you I’ve been having it all planned out y/n and even my mother knew we are soul mates before she passed..” Shuri says while slowly moving on to one knee … lord I’m finna fall out

“So will you please make me that happiest Queen alive and be my wife sithandwa sam ?”

Shuri asked with a few tears running down her face while I’m straight out finna blow a snot bubble 💀

“YES ! Yes my shuri, I will” I say sobbing a little

“YES ?!!” Shuri asks shooting back up to her feet while picking me up “YES BABY!” I say giggling bc I’m so star struck. Shuri begans to scream in happiness and I do the same.

Shuri puts me back on the ground to place the ring on my finger (imagine what you want)

“And by the way Cari was in on the plan” Shuri says with a sneaky grin “Wowww I knew she was up to something” I say laughing “yk you look really good right now Ms.Uduka” Shuri says while grabbing me by my waist “MEEE?? You look fine as always while I literally have on the most simple fit ever” I say rolling my eyes and pouting, “it’s ok if you don’t see what I see Usana, But do you mind not walking tmr ?” Shuri says getting closer to my lips “umm..it depends how good you do” I say clearly joking bc she be fucking me up for real. “Say less enomtsalane (sexy)…

THE END !!

#wakanda forever #shuri x reader #shuri x y/n #shuri udaku #shuri x riri #shuri smut

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goldennika · 1 year

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back for more keeps making me go back for another listen 🤭 okay the choreo is so on point, and the studio version definitely adds the mj flare with the adlibs being more audible now. the beat is great, and overall it has a sensual vibe that is just so palatable. you mentioned before how they're able to tread the border of being sensual without it being overpowering, and I totally agree! I can't think of any other artist at the moment that has the same ability to deliver something overtly sexy without allowing the sex appeal to overshadow the other creative components of the song or mv. I'm really digging the tasteful way that tnc has delivered this (and will inevitably continue to deliver for this comeback!).

Having said that, I would have loved it if the stylists gave them something besides those suits and white shirts idk when I heard disco latin pop I'm expecting some bling bling. at the very least give these men some shiny earrings or accessories!! Oh and a moment of silence for them not including that epic organ intro from the VMAs.... 🥲 biggest disappointment, do they realize that adding those 20 seconds would only enhance the song and not detract from their goal of charting w a short song??! anywho. it's a bop, and I can't wait to have it on replay when I run some errands after work today. How are you feeling?? 🤭

before anything else i just wanna say i love how each had our own little brain dumps to share with each other hahaha my notifs have been buggy though so i might have been missing some notes! :( my initial thoughts are here !!

omg yesssss the adlibs are so much audible in the studio ver and i am living for it!! Just lovely textures all around and idk, i feel like “back for more” is still playing around with themes of temptation but in a slightly messier, maybe more urgent kind of way? So having the MV the way that it is (lots of lights and shadows going around, the layered vocals, the captivating beat that gets stuck in your head) kinda mirrors that sense of desperation to get the (formerly?) tempted back iykwim ???

like on the surface the tempter seems cool but there is a faint franticness to everything else around them somehow…. 🤔 WHICH REALLY MAKES ME CURIOUS ABOUT WHICH TIMELINE/UNIVERSE WE’RE IN FOR THIS 😩

going back, huge yeses all around for tastefully sexy txt (i have not been the same since the invitation cover stage dropped). it’s never super explicit or in your face and even when they’re taking off their clothes in their choreo (has the sleeveless kai era begun???), it’s in a more teasing, or rather tempting manner than straight up stripping. my brain is telling me this is a queer thing but i’m likely just projecting hahaha something something hidden desires

ok ok i’m weak for txt in a good suit but i get what you mean!! they could have afforded to add a little more playfulness to the styling butttttt i think they’re really just trying to lean in to the darker theme overall ??? which i am also a sucker for lol if txt were the devil fr, i would given my soul to them hakabsjsvsbs

#tomorrow x together #back for more #txt back for more #the name chapter: freefall #asks ❓

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mara-and-its-the-same · 1 year

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☙Coraline❧ I didn’t post this originally because I forgot but then i didn’t want to but then i did so now we’re here, SHIPS, I love ships, tell me as much as you’re comfortable with about yourself, send a fandom and gender preference, and I’ll ship you and give you some head canons <3

could i please have one of these for newsies the musical and can it be for one of the boys??? ❤️‍🩹

prepare yourself because this is gonna be detailed 🤭

i have long curly blonde hair (it’s nearly at my waist now and is blonder than normal because of the sun) i love it sm now it’s like princess hair 🤭 i have downturned doe eyes that are constantly switching between blue, green and grey. i always curl my lashes and wear mascara because sadly naturally i have very straight pale lashes. i have a slim, slight figure and am tanned because it’s summer!!! my face has a lot of freckles now and but so does my body. i have a small ring of freckles on my knuckle which i love!!! my cheeks are always flushed and i have baby blue braces. the way i dress is very coquette, girl next door chic. think white lace blouses paired with jean skirts or pretty floral dresses. simple, girly angelic and preppy. basically rory gilmore if she was one of the lisbon sisters.

i’m extremely physically affectionate. my friends irl will tell anyone that because i’m nearly always holding their hands or looping my arms with theirs. my love language is definitely physical touch. i’m an infp and a libra. i also get told that my personality reminds people of miss honey or cinderella. so i guess that means i’m pretty soft spoken and kind. i’m very quiet when i first meet people but once they probably know me i can ramble for ages about my hyper-fixations.i can be kinda naive but only because i always wanna see the good in people!!! i don’t really get angry or when i am angry i just end up crying. 😔

i really love classic literature and vintage books!!! along with vintage movies (especially audrey hepburn movies, i’m literally obsessed with her) i love alternative music from the 80s. think the smiths, blondie, echo and the bunnymen + not from the 80s lana <333 though to be fair i just adore anything from the past. but also i thrive listening to vintage love songs. i love pressed flowers and journaling! basically any hobby that is typically old fashioned is my kind of activity 😭

thank you ever so much for doing this, i’m genuinely so interested to see which one of the newsboys you ship me with!!!

It took me a minute but now i have it,

I don’t think it would work with Jack, he needs someone like loud and can argue with him and stuff and i just don’t see you liking that. I think,,,

Spot Conlin (maybe because he’s my favorite, but stay with me) I think that you would be a tailor for Medda, like not a show girl, but you make their costumes and mend things and yadda yadda. And one day Jack brings Spot to a show, just because. And they go through the back door and you’re walking past in a gorgeous light pink dress you made yourself (i feel like you’d look good in light pink) and he’s so used to seeing everyone in brown and dark colors that it immediately catches his eye, But! what really grabs his attention is the armful of bolts of fabric you’re carrying, especially since they’re in front of your face and you run right into him, so of course he couldn’t ignore you. So he helps you pick everything up and you’re apologizing left and right and he’s like “I should be apologizing to you,” in his silly little accent, and when you don’t believe him “I’m serious, youse too pretty to be sayin sorry to me” then you giggle and blush because duh. And then he tries to pick everything up for you and bring it wherever you’re going and you’re like “No, you don’t have to do that, really.”

But he does. And then he makes Jack take him to every show just so he can see you and eventually he asks you out and so he takes you out for dinner and even if it’s not the nicest place you’ve ever been, you still really love it because of how sweet he’s being to take you out. And maybe on one of you’re later dates, after you’ve been together for a little while, some randos on the street try catcalling you because you’re in such a pretty dress and you look so nice, especially standing next to Spot, even if you’ve started mending/making his clothes. So he doesn’t care that they’re insulting him, that doesn’t matter, but what matters is they made you feel bad and he cannot have that. So he walks you home and he tells you that he’s gonna start selling more papes and trying harder and build a better life but you’re like “You don’t have to do all that just for me.” BUT HES LIKE “I’m doin it for us”

and it is love 🥰

#i hope you like it even if i got carried away #flo🩰#mara’s moots #mara’s inaugural celebration✨

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!!!NOT A WCIF!!!!

hiiii <3 big ask big answer is what i'm expecting would LOVE to know your top 5/faves across various media that are new(in release or just new to you) this year! so: shows, movies, games, books, songs/albums, new artists you've discovered etc

HI IMO 🫶 happy bday btwwww!!!!! heres my top five seven of this year in no particular order 😈

LAUREL HELL by mitski (2022)

one thing about me is that i LOVE mitski... i've been waiting for the new album ever since working for the knife dropped in 2021 and she did not disappoint literally so many of the songs were SO relatable and applicable to my life its safe to say she carried me thru early 2022... heat lightning and should've been me are my two fav songs from the album but literally the whole thing is no skips for me

EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE directed by daniel kwan and daniel scheinert (2022)

no bcos i walked into this movie hearing so many good things about it i was kind of worried ab it being underwhelming to my expectations But It Was Not. it made me bawl the first time i watched it highkey 🤭 something about the specific flavour of parental... disappointment?? love??? it was beautifully crafted and stephanie hsu's performance to me was unforgettable im probably going to go watch her entire portfolio ive watched the vid below like 10 times

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MOB PSYCHO 100 from one and studio bones (2016-2022)

jort recommended this show to me and i finally bit the bullet and watched it in may... ITS SO BEAUTIFUL. IT JUST. clenches fist idkkk this show just is stunning on so many levels visually its my fav anime i think??? so many frames that will live in my head forever... also the nature of the narrative about Kindness without the like framework of whether its "deserved" or you're worthy of giving or receiving it really spoke to me. hats off to jort for this i'm rlly glad i got to start it while the show was airing

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SMITHEREENS by joji (2022)

unfortunately i am genuinely a joji fan so i was super hyped for this album... he's got such a melancholy(?) tone to his music that rlly speaks to me i think if i seriously made music i would probably want to emulate that if even a little. my only criticism is i wished the album was longer HDKSHSK die for you and 1am freestyle r my favourite songs from it

NOPE directed by jordan peele (2022)

what hasn't already been said about this movie. IT'S SO GOOD. i love my horror movies but i will freely admit that like 80% of the films in the entire genre are just objectively Bad especially american made horror movies 🤭 jordan peele completely sidesteps that issue and nope has to be my fav of his works so far i think. it has layers like an onion i'm still thinking about it like months after watching it... mr peele already had a fan in me for life but this solidifies it

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ANDOR created by tony gilroy (2022-?)

okay hear me out i know its star wars (👎) and thus my opinion on the franchise has generally been biased but this show literally knocked my ass into the water it was so unexpectedly good? and not good in a pitying oh at least x character from x series made a cameo NO the show like knew exactly what it was trying to say and said it beautifully. diego lunas performance was genuinely so moving i highly recommend everyone even if u havent watched star wars!! u dont need like all the context just watch a new hope and rogue one after the show? maybe

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ICYMI by eden (2022)

finishing off with my personal fav artist of all tiiime 🥰🥰🥰 ive been literally obsessed with his music the second i found it so i was waiting patiently for this album for ages. no skip ass album i just fucking love his music it feels like im levitating it feels like my soul is being read. if i made music and it had even a sliver of this albums energy i'd die a happy man. i literally listened to nothing but it for like a week straight i think. my fav songs from it are balling and closer 2

#TYSM IMO i love talking so talk i goddamn will-#the fact that no books made it on here um 🤭 in my anti intellectualism era ig IDK okay nothing rlly spoke to me this year...#night sky with exit wounds by ocean vuong almost got on here but i capped it at 7 because its my fav number #and also i havent like finished processing it either i need a month for that HAHAH #ask #reply #cheesehair

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2! 7! 14! 22! 26! 35! 41! 50! 63 [LDOMLK]! 72! 74! 77! / I'M SORRY 😭😭😭

these are GOOD questions 🫠🤠

OMG SARAH!!!! STICKING MOST OF THIS UNDER A READ MORE... YOU DEMON...... (thank you and i love you 😭😭)

2. Where do you get your fic ideas?

legit anywhere, everywhere. sometimes in movies or tv shows, sometimes from songs, sometimes from random shit i see on the internet, sometimes from my personal life 🤭 and sometimes my brain just goes "hey wouldn't it be wild if X" so like i have to assume those come straight from god lmaooooo

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

one day i'll finish park and ride 3..... but for now i'll give you the intro ~under the cut~ 👀

14. What is your favorite location and position to write in?

in my mf bed lmaooooo or on my couch. i'll write basically laying down with my laptop on my stomach bc anything else makes my back hurt because i'm NEARLY 30 👹

22. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

this can happen anywhere along the line. sometimes i'll steal the title from a song, either one that inspired the fic ("party on you" comes from charli xcx's party 4 u, "heartless" comes from the kanye west song) or didn't but the specific song line feels correct ("the shape of your body" comes from taylor swift's cruel summer, which.... does not fit the plot at all but i thought it worked well for the themes of bodies/art). sometimes the title comes first and i build the fic around that theme ("babygirl"). sometimes i finish a whole fic and i'm like what the fuck do i call this and i pick something that feels obvious and fits with the story ("park and ride", "two in one").

26. What’s your least favorite part of the writing process?

the first draft 💀 i LOVE outlining, and i LOVE polishing/detail editing stuff once i have a first pass written, but getting that first pass out.... it's like pulling fucking teeth. every time. like do i even like writing 🤣

35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME CHOOSE A FAVORITE 🔪 i love all my children for different reasons.... we'll go with the shape of your body for now just because i really didn't know if i could write something like that, it was such an undertaking, and i've reread it in bits and pieces multiple times because it's so comforting to me 🥰

41. Who’s your favorite character you’ve written?

i have an insaaaaaane soft spot for fratboy jk from the spins. i wanna write something else with him SO BAD. i wanna give him a motorcycle 😩

50. How would you describe your writing style?

ashdfjkadf this is hard !!! i strive for realistic, character-driven, humorous, thoughtful, accessible, poetic, honest, and horny. so hopefully.... some mix of those 🤣

63. What was the hardest part of writing [LDOMLT]?

heavy emotional bits aside...... it's probably going to be writing the fucking grammys like i have any idea what the fuck goes on there LMAO 💀 gonna need to watch some youtube videos for research

72. What’s your favorite writing compliment you’ve gotten?

anytime i get compliments on queer aspects of my stories and specifically hear that it resonated with someone or allowed them to better understand/embrace a party of their identity, i just.... fucking melt 🫠 i've heard that several times with the shape of your body and it kills me every single time. it is the highest honor of my life 🙇‍♀️

74. Do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love?

babygirl lmao!!!!! justice for jk with his butterfly clips 😭 but i get it that one is uhhhh. deeply self-indulgent

77. Why do you enjoy writing fanfiction?

so many reasons! i love to connect with people. i love to capture my thoughts on the world and the human condition and how we interact with and treat each other. i love to make myself and others feel less alone and more seen. i love to manifest the shit i'm trying to find in my own life 😩 and of course i love to pay my own little horny artistic tribute to OT7 given that their art has done soooo much for me!!! 💜

stuck in the airport ask game party: fanfic writing asks

#sarah-217 #mbox 📮#ask game

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MIGHT DRIVE ME CRAZY

han jisung x reader - rock band au, lead singer!jisung, concert photographer!reader - 0.9k

summary: jisung doesn’t know how to deal with feelings. so he writes a song

cw: this fic is again a rewriting of a text i wrote for my original characters. because it doesn’t fit into my book, i want to share it with you this way <3

hii! this is kind of a sister fic to moonage daydream (same au, same text of origin). not proofread, im sorry for mistakes. dont have time for gradients but i'll add them in the future. stole inspired this layout by mana and cielle <3 the song we're pretending ji wrote (and are ignoring the real meaning of) is love bites - def leppard. i dont have time for gradients but i might add them later haha. i hope you enjoy reading and let me know what you think! <3

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“Dude, you’re like, breaking the internet right now!” you shoved your phone into Changbin's face. You had Instagram open on a video of the drummer along with the text “rock concerts sure are fun 🤭🔥” and the comments ranged from appreciative to straight up deranged. Jisung came closer to look over Changbin's shoulder and had to suppress a laugh when his eyes skimmed over a comment asking what idol group did he run away from.

Felix then seized the phone, dramatically reading out the most unhinged comments and Jisung returned to his previous spot on the window. In the chaos of Felix's acting debut and Changbin's dramatic reactions, his eyes wandered to you almost on autopilot.

He didn’t know what it was, but you intrigued him. Jisung realized he subconsciously seeked your presence more and more lately. Whether it was sitting next to you at lunch, or looking for you in the crowd when they were playing. It was as if you were a magnet and Jisung a mere metal shred.

Jisung tucked himself away on the window again, listening to his friends discuss the concert and the fan reactions. He was content to stay like this, watching his friends have fun and joke around with each other. He found strange comfort in it, often inspiration too. He reached for his notebook and pencil.

And as always, Jisung looked at you first. He looked at the way your eyes shone like stars when you looked at Jisung's bandmates, how you tilted your head back a little when you laughed, trying not to fall off the bed. He looked at you and began writing.

When you make love, do you look in the mirror?

Who do you think of, does he look like me?

He thought about you as he wrote those lines. How ironic. Jisung would be lying if he said he didn't find you attractive. You were funny, radiant, like a small piece of the summer sun meant to be carried around, locked away in a pendant. For good luck and better mood. Jisung had seen many of those cheesy bracelets with affirmations, but as strange as that metaphor was, you were like that.

It was one thing to admire your appearance, another to think of you like that. To think of you late at night, wondering about your mind, your heart, who did it belong to. But it was too soon, or perhaps too late, to explore the possibility, the feelings you were planting in Jisung, like a gardener plants crocuses. Slow, delicate, so much a person wouldn't notice until they're fully grown.

Do you tell lies? And say that it's forever

Do you think twice, or just touch and see?

Jisung raised his head to sudden commotion. You clung to Felix, plastering himself over his back, reading something over his shoulder and laughing loudly. Of course.

Lies, dreams, delusions. Jisung sighed. That was all he had. He silently watched you and Felix, deep down feeling jealous of the bond you two built in the span of barely a week of touring. Of course you were drawn to him. He was much like you, in several aspects. Felix was bright and optimistic, always matching your energy.

Jisung looked back on the paper. Chan talked to him about you before. Claimed that you had some sort of thing for Jisung. But it was hard to believe, when you never spent much time with him. Always finding excuses to leave the conversation or rope someone else into the activity. When Jisung tried to flirt, you just mumbled some awkward response.

When you're alone, do you let go?

Are you wild and willin’ or is it just for show?

But here, with Felix, you seemed so confident. So… yourself. So why was it that around Jisung you changed?

It was show night and Jisung knew something was different. He sang the song he wrote two nights ago, officially as a special preview for the fans. In reality, he just wanted to see your reaction, but that was only for him to know, though he suspected the band had their theories. When they had not, nosy bastards.

At the end of the show, Jisung was lazily seated on a chair (purely for the aesthetic effect of a power ballad) and he sang. It was a habit to search for you in the crowd, and Jisung couldn't resist. Especially not tonight.

He hadn't anticipated you to understand the subtext. The theme shifted as he wrote, but the message was still there. The pain and fear and excitement of whatever the mess of feelings he harbored was called.

I don't want to touch you too much baby

‘Cause making love to you might drive me crazy

And there you were. Messy hair, flushed cheeks and a camera around your neck. Next to the bodyguard you looked tiny, despite being tall. Well, taller than Jisung at least. And here comes the different. Usually you were busy taking pictures, making sure you got the best angles. Now you just stood there and stared. Focused on Jisung's song, his lyrics.

Jisung found your eyes, looking into them as he sang.

I know you think that love is the way you make it

So I don't want to be there when you decide to break it

For the first time, tonight he saw something. He didn't know what it was or how to read it. But it was something.

Understanding. Sympathy, perhaps. Jisung wasn't sure, but something was telling him you understood. Related to the song. And for now, that was good enough.

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