#kd one

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[anarchoarchie]

“[k.d. lang] is a woman who was clearly born to perform.”

“Not that you’d necessarily know she’s a woman at first sight. Tall and broad-shouldered, wearing a black cutaway coat flecked with gold, black pants, and her favorite steel-toed black rubber shitkicker work boots, she looks more like a cowboy. Her glossy dark hair is full but short, and when she tosses her head and strides across the stage on those long, strong legs, you suddenly realize she’s moving with a kind of physical freedom you’ve never seen a female singer display onstage before.” (Leslie Bennetts, 1993)

[VANITY FAIR, AUGUST 1ST 1993]

[starmocha]

you are my favorite mistake Sylus/Reader | 2155 words | AO3 It was supposed to be a surprise visit for you, but now Sylus is the one surprised. A/N: Naming your toy after Sylus is just a form of self-care. 💁‍♀️ MDNI

Can’t you just use the stairs like a normal person?

Don’t just come in uninvited!

This is an inappropriate use of your evol!

Sylus smirked as he stood in your living room alone, uninvited, recalling all of the instances where you had nagged at him about using his evol to come into your home unannounced. However many times you had chided him was also the number of times he, unapologetically, ignored you and continued to do as he pleased.

Today was no different, albeit, Sylus could argue that in this particular instance, he wanted to surprise you with a romantic gesture. With both of your busy schedules, it had been a while since the two of you were able to see each other for some one-on-one time.

He had already set a bottle of wine in the fridge to chill and placed some beautifully bloomed red roses in a glass vase on the kitchen counter for you, so now all that was left was to set the mood in the bedroom. Carrying some extra roses in hand, Sylus made his way to your bedroom.

As he made his way to your bedroom, he could have sworn he heard noises behind the closed door.

Strange…

He was almost positive you wouldn’t be home at this time today. The closer he gotten to the door, the more his frown deepened, feeling a sense of unease at the kind of noises he was hearing.

Dropping the roses, he drew in a sharp intake of breath through his teeth when he realized he was hearing you moaning in the bedroom. His body tensed up with anger as his mind was already clouded with dark thoughts. He raised his fist, ready to pound the door down, but he stopped.

He froze, fist midair, confusion flashed across his face.

“S-Sylus!”

He slowly lowered his fist, calming down, but his confusion remained.

You were moaning.

You were moaning his name.

Alone in your room.

As the cloud of fury finally cleared up, Sylus realized he could also make out a faint buzzing noise inside. He started to smirk, laughing quietly to himself as he finally connected the dots.

“What a naughty little kitten,” he said to himself, wondering if he should leave you to have your fun or perhaps let you know that he was here. His ears perked up as he heard a change in speed from the toy, hearing louder, faster vibrations from behind the closed door and your moans reaching a new pitch.

“Fuck…” He leaned back against the wall, feeling a tightening in his pants.

“Oh, Sylus, please, please…”

“Fuck’s sake,” he muttered, his hands were already reaching down to unzip his pants and free himself. He grasped the hardened member, already pumping himself hard and fast to match with the sound of your moans.

Sylus was losing his mind just imagining you laying completely nude in bed, legs spread and pleasuring yourself with a toy as you fantasize about him. He was panting hard as he stroked himself faster, his ears picking up on every desperate moan and whine coming out of your mouth. God, he needed to know the kind of dirty thoughts that were running in your mind that was making you sound like this.

“Oh, god, oh, god, Sylus…ahh, ahh…”

That was it. He could hear your moans growing needier, your release was close, but he didn’t want you to come just yet.

He wanted to be the one to make you come.

Sylus closed his eyes and with a deep groan, he used his evol to teleport inside your room.

You gasped in surprise when the bed shifted, a heavy weight was on top of you. You opened your eyes and met Sylus’ aroused gaze as remnants of his evol slowly dispersed, the dark feathers drifting all around the two of you before disappearing altogether.

At first, he said nothing and just let his eyes do a slow, appreciative sweep of your nude body, taking in the sight with a growing desire. His hand reached down to pry the vibrating toy from your grasp, tossing it to the side and not even wasting time to turn it off.

“You need something bigger, don’t you, sweetheart?” he asked with a lecherous grin, his deep voice heavy with arousal. You tossed your head to the side, moaning as he pressed his bulge close to your cunt, teasing you of what is to come.

“Sylus…” you whined, your hands tugged at his clothes impatiently, and with a deep laugh, he made quick work of discarding his garments.

“Playing with yourself and moaning my name,” he kissed your lips roughly, his hands were on either side of your head, keeping you trapped under his body. “Just what has this naughty kitten been doing by herself?”

You cried out in relief, arching up, as you felt him push his thick length into you, filling you in a way that your toy couldn’t.

Sylus immediately set a hard, fast pace, well past the point for gentle lovemaking. You could only grip the bedsheets, unable to do much else as he was fucking you senseless. You nearly screamed when his strong hands gripped your thighs, spreading you even more than you thought possible, his thrusts were now harder and deeper, making you see stars.

“Ahh, Sylus, ahh—"

Your eyes widened in shock when his large hand covered your mouth, muffling your cries.

“Shh, just listen,” he said, hushed, a soft groan followed his words, “Can you hear it? You’re so wet, sweetheart.”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your moans muffled by his hand as he made you listen to every squelch whenever he thrusted in.

“Such a lewd sound,” Sylus groaned with a deep chuckle. “Fuck, you feel so good, sweetheart.”

He removed his hand and you cried out his name again. He kissed you once more, his tongue slipping inside your mouth to explore. You responded to him with equal fervor, your arms wrapped around his neck, desperate for a deeper connection with him.

“Mm, taking me so well,” Sylus said, breaking free from the kiss. He chuckled as he took in your desperate expression, all flustered and on the brink of pleasure. “It’s like you were made for me.”

“Sylus, I can’t…ahh…”

He kissed your forehead. “I know,” he murmured, “You were close, weren’t you? You want to come, don’t you?”

You gripped the bedsheets, head tossed to the side, the agonizing pleasure building up inside you becoming overwhelming as he took you relentlessly, not showing any sign of easing up now that he knew you were close to your climax. You were practically sobbing in pleasure as each powerful thrust brought you closer and closer to your release until, finally, you screamed out his name in pure ecstasy.

The sound of your climax was music to his ears, but even as you clenched around him, Sylus did not show any sign of slowing down or stopping, his own release was also near. He gripped your hips tightly, fingers digging into your flesh, leaving marks, as he drove into you again and again. He panted hard, dark crimson eyes taking in the erotic sight of you overstimulated and overwhelmed, tears in your eyes, mouth opened in soundless pleasure as you allowed your body to be used by him for his own satisfaction.

“What a good girl you are,” he murmured, groaning as he came, pumping you full of his seed.

As you both came down from your high, Sylus relaxed his body on top of yours, not enough to crush you, but still enough that you can feel his weight. You peered up into his ruby red eyes, both of you still softly panting as you try to catch your breath. You leaned up and pecked his lips, causing him to chuckle before he kissed you back more deeply.

As you break free from the kiss, you nagged him playfully, “I thought I told you to stop sneaking into my apartment unannounced using your evol.”

He rolled his eyes before he carefully pulled out of you, rolling over onto his back and dragging you on top of him. He held you firmly against his chest. “It was supposed to be a romantic surprise.”

“Breaking into my apartment is not romantic.”

“What an annoying tongue you have, sweetheart,” he quipped, earning a slap in the shoulder instantly. He playfully glared at you. “I was going to surprise you with a romantic evening of wine and roses, but I see you would rather fuck yourself silly on some toy instead.”

You blushed, half out of embarrassment and the other half in irritation. “Excuse you, don’t make me sound like some kind of sex addict!”

He raised his brow, smirking in amusement at your outburst. “Oh?” He leaned in closer, his face mere centimeters from yours. “Didn’t I catch you with a sex toy just a while ago?”

“Well…technically…”

“Weren’t you screaming my name?”

“Yes and no…”

“Pardon?” Sylus had to pause, his earlier arrogance being quickly replaced with confusion. “What do you mean ‘yes and no’? You either screamed my name or you didn’t.”

“Yes, I screamed your name, but also…”

“Also what? How many Syluses do you know?” He glared at you, growing increasingly annoyed by your roundabout responses.

“Um…two?”

“Two?!” He pulled away and stared at you shocked, repeating, “Two?”

“You…and…” You reached over and picked up the toy that Sylus had tossed to the side earlier, its battery now completely dead. You gave him a sheepish smile. “Meet Sylus II.”

Sylus stared at the toy in your hand and then your embarrassed face, and even he couldn’t stop the laughter that erupted from the sheer ridiculousness of this moment. “You seriously named a sex toy after me? I don’t know whether to feel flattered or aghast.”

You dropped the toy on the mattress and laid down, burying your face in your pillow in horror, hoping that you could just suffocate yourself to death in that moment. You held onto the pillow tightly, whimpering, even as Sylus wrapped his around you and pulled you back into his embrace.

“Don’t kill yourself, sweetheart,” he said, amused by your reaction, “I suppose I can understand you needing a stand-in for whenever I am unavailable to satisfy you.”

“Shut up,” you mumbled into the pillow.

“How rude,” he quipped, unoffended. He planted a kiss on your neck. “Just out of curiosity…”

You peeked behind you, wary of what he was about to say next.

“It is just Sylus II, right? You don’t have any others?” He paused, frowning, “Or rather…you didn’t name any others after other men, have you?”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Yes, this is the only one.”

“Only one you have or only one named?”

You flustered. “Sylus, knock it off!”

“Alright, alright,” he conceded when you started swatting him with your pillow. He reached up and grasped both of your wrists, forcing you to drop the pillow. He easily pinned you back down to the bed, his grip on your wrists was firm and unyielding, but still gentle enough that he wasn’t hurting you. He leaned down and nibbled on your lips.

“You know, I had planned a surprise romantic evening for us.” He kissed your forehead. “It would be a shame to see all of my efforts go to waste.”

You raised a brow at him. “What did you have planned?”

“Reservations at only the finest restaurant for the most beautiful woman in the world—”

You scoffed at his overexaggeration, earning an “I’m serious” look from him before he continued, “A night drive. We can chat for a while, catch up. And then back here where a bottle of wine is already chilling in the fridge…”

“Hm,” you looked thoughtful as you pondered his words, “It does sound nice.”

“And we would have ended the lovely evening with…” He raised a brow suggestively, eyes traversing up and down your nude body. He loosened his hold on your wrists, letting his hands skimmed down your body before settling on your hips. “But it seems we are going in reverse order of my plan. Not that I am complaining.”

You flustered and hit him in the face with a pillow again.

Sylus sighed, mildly annoyed, and grabbed the pillow, tossing it to the side. He pinned you back down, his hold on your wrists strong. “You really shouldn’t be provoking me like this, sweetheart.”

You squirmed in futile, half-glaring at him.

“You know,” he started, amused by your defiance, “I can be flexible with the plan I had.” He pressed his body closer to yours as he leaned in and covered your neck in kisses. You shivered with anticipation when his voice dropped lower, dripping with seductive intents, “I wouldn’t mind spending the whole night in bed with you.”

[wolha]

NAM JOO-HYUK & KIM TAE-RI as BAEK YI-JIN & NA HEE-DO TWENTY-FIVE TWENTY-ONE 스물다섯 스물하나 (2022) dir. Jung Ji-Hyun, Kim Seung-Ho

↳ @userdramas event 12: loss ↳ @pscentral event 21: growth ↳ @asiandramanet creator bingo: quotes

[heartorbit]

im never finishing this ＿|￣|○

[theside-b]

BLUE BOYS (2024)

[lifetanes]

Cody Fern as Xavier Plympton

AMERICAN HORROR STORY: 1984 (2019)

[un-father]

Eating you out after you study for your college classes as a reward.

[ken-dom]

∘₊✧ Lars snuggled in bed, clutching his mom's blanket — Lars collection 4/?

[celebrate-lesbianism]

I remember seeing kd Lang on TV for the first time and thinking she was so cool. And then I remember everyone else in the room laughing. About her clothes, her dykey haircut. Why would a woman want to look like that? God.

There are decades of shame that live inside of me, and piece by piece, I am carving it the fuck out.

[shirecryptid]

THE FACT THEY WERE ON A "HELLO SUNSHINE" BASIS ONCE. SCREAMING CRYING FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

[hah-studios]

For the kiss meme, maybe 13? I'll be honest, I'm super forgetful w/ urls lmao and I'm not sure which (if any) fandoms we share, so dealers choice on that front (if you want ofc)

...13 discreetly (writing prompts ask list)

(since I got my pick I chose my newest ship: Kay Vess x ND-5 from the Star Wars Outlaws game. I wanna do more stuff with them so I thought this would be a good first step)

The stars seemed still as the Trailblazer lazily made its way across the galaxy. Destination…whatever struck their fancy.

‘Their’ being the three passengers of the star ship. Slicer extraordinaire Kay Vess, her loyal and dependable pet, Nix, and her co-pilot the BX droid ND-5.

He was idly walking around the ship, with the Trailblazer on autopilot and no space mafia hunting them down, he was allowed to relax. He was not used to relaxing. Even before he worked under Jaylen he had always been busy.

Kay had no problem relaxing, the human woman had fallen asleep at the wheel, a very unproffesional thing for a pilot to do, a fact he’d inform her about when she woke up. Her arms were crossed on the console making a pillow for her head. Sprawled across her legs was Nix, the merqaal’s tongue hanging from his open mouth.

ND-5 had turned his optics away from the stars ahead and to the human sitting beside him. She was snoring softly. And in that moment she looked as vulnerable and helpless as he had assumed when they first met, when he thought she’d be a hassle he’d have to eventually get rid of.

Oh how wrong his calculations had been…this snarky girl had saved him. He was only an old droid, he could be replaced, he knew that, Jaylen knew that…But Kay, she knew yet she hadn’t cared. She made the effort to fix him when he started to malfunction, even more amazing she had risked her life to remove his restraining bolt…to set him free.

ND rose from his seat and walked to the back of the ship. The memory of that day always left him feeling torn. He hated to think how he had hurt her, even though it was Jaylen pulling the strings. He remembered the terror coursing through his circuits as he chased her down under Jaylen’s orders. He had begged her to run, knowing he’d kill her once he caught her.

But he couldn’t forget the burst of surprise and joy he felt when Kay revealed she had come after him, had risked her safety just to save him. She had never given up on him. He cherished the relief that pumped through his wiring when the restraining bolt was gone. He was a free droid. A free droid, and Kay’s friend.

Partner, she had referred to him to the bounty hunter, Vail. They would stick together, they would enjoy the newfound freedom together.

ND reached Kay’s cot and pulled the blanket off, bringing it back to the cockpit to drape over her shoulders. After a moment of studying he picked up an edge of the blanket to carefully place it over Nix’s exposed belly. His hand brushed against Kay’s stomach as he did so, and he felt her skin jump at the contact but she didn’t stir.

He pulled away, maybe more quickly than needed, but kept his feet rooted to the floor.

As he watched her breath he felt the affection that seemed to want to reset his programming. While he could admit he had slowly found the girl endearing as they worked together, his fondness had started when she had gone out of her way to fix him. As humiliated as he had felt, as much as he thought it was pointless, as scared as he had been, he couldn’t help but be touched that she had grown to value him as a friend. That tenderness cemented himself when his programming had been fixed and an uncontrollable flex of his arm had brought her to the floor. Yet she hadn’t held it against him…..

I don’t know what’ll happen if I let my programming be reset. And it was probably best if he didn’t find out. But he wanted to show his loyalty, his gratitude, his sense of comradery. And through his many years of being online he saw many ways organic beings expressed such sentiments. All things he wouldn’t dare do with Kay, she’d tease him mercilessly.

But…there was one thing…and as long as she was asleep. And a part of him was morbidly curious, it wouldn’t hurt anything, this was just for him.

Carefully, not wanting his joints to creak, he leaned down and let his mouth vent brush her hair. It was dusty and a little ragged, she could use a good bath.

He pulled away from his droid-equivalent of a kiss and sat back down. When Kay woke up he would keep this a secret. He didn’t like keeping secrets from her after everything they been through. But this secret would only embarrass the both of them, he could chalk it up to a momentary glitch in his programming.

He could be discreet about it.

[jamiethebee]

Found someone on AO3 who has a whole collection of soulmate AUs and like the soulmate au loving person I am, my brain went: Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk soulmate AU but!!!!! Specifically Kim Dokja has a soulmate mark for YJK, who is fictional, so despite having a mark he doesn't tell anyone about it (what it is, who it's for, ect, ect). Then cue the events of ORV and suddenly YJK is real and KD is reeling

[wolha]

TWENTY-FIVE TWENTY-ONE 스물다섯 스물하나 — 2022, dir. Jung Ji-Hyun, Kim Seung-Ho

[skinnypaleangryperson]

This is by far possibly my favorite scene in the entire series unless they do something similar in the future. The music absolutely gets to me, Diane is so sweet but has a certain kind of edgy jaded voice to her at the same time which is exactly what you would expect for Rick's taste and for what he's like. She seems so naturally intellectual and smart at least on an emotional level and Rick is so whipped and almost endearingly apologetic compared to her; she seems to have a certain kind of natural confidence about her that Rick respects and brings out how sappy and gentle he actually can be. They do seem like they're perfect for each other, they both have those tired bags underneath their eyes and are worn and sweet, jaded but romantic and gentle and seem to have a drinking problem and seem to be impulsive in the same way-and the fact that knowing even though they're having this conclusion and heart to heart but there's really no a genuine way for Rick to tell her these things in real life and that he can only dream about it or have surreal experiences like this every now and then just makes the parts where he tells her that he can't let go of her or move on even more human.

The reason why I'm so melodramatic about Rick's backstory with Diane and his love for her is because it's so real and human; I know a lot of people and hear of a lot of people and have experienced it myself what it feels like to love a singular person so deeply for a reason that you can't explain and literally cannot let go no matter how many years pass. It's so wretching. This is old Disney movie level scene magic.

[jas-demo-13]

lil' something i did