#slow down you crazy child as the starting lyrics ???

[cinnamon-notes]

billy joel why did you have to attack me that piercingly when you released vienna ???

[gentrychild]

I don't think you'll have it canon to Anyone as you have a different backstory in mind, but I'm imagining Anyone AFO telling the Anyone circle his crazy backstory and them thinking he's just screwing with them while Yoichi is just like :/ in the vestige world hearing it

This is not canonical in the Anyoneverse and in any of my fics because it would wreck my AFOs. (Except maybe for the twin part. I need to see what I wrote.) However, I know exactly how the reveal would go in Anyone.

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AFO: "Back in my days, we didn’t have it easy like you spoiled brats! The only minions we got was the one we spare from our daily slaughter because their powers were useless and because your brother couldn’t stop whining about how killing was bad and how he just wanted to go to pre-school!"

Izuku: *already put his let's-ignore-the-evil-white-cat playlist and has been playing with his earbuds for the past five minutes*

AFO: "And let's not even talk about having to take care of Yoichi since I was born. Some people to raise their siblings as teenagers. I started doing it five minutes after I was born."

Izuku: *head bobbing with the music*

AFO: "I didn’t even become a villain for a motive as mercantile as money. I just stumbled into it, between the moment my mother gave birth to me by the river and rats immediately tried to eat me, and the moment I had to learn to swim to escape the rats. While carrying my brother."

Izuku: *does not hear one word*

AFO: "And did I get a word of thanks for making sure my brother and I survived? No, it was always "Don't daily kill people, Big Brother!", "Could you please slow down with the slaughter, Big Brother?", "Oh, a comic book not too stained with blood!"..."

Izuku: *silently singing along the lyrics of the new All Might movie soundtrack*

Dabi, Kurogiri, Hawks and Shouto: *huddled in one side of the bar, absolutely horrified, their brains about to explode*

Nagisa, listening to them from home: "What the fuck?"

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Hawks: "Shouldn't we do something after hearing this? Like put him in therapy ASAP?"

Kurogiri: "Where will you find a therapist that can undo two centuries of *waves at all that AFO is*

Dabi: "I feel that urge to go home and to apologize to my family and to cherish them."

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16 year ago:

Hisashi: "I had problems with my brother back in the day so I think that, for this one, we should study ahead with the behavior training."

Inko: "I am so glad you're saying that because I kinda plurged for child-rearing-books with your credit card."

Hisashi: "Child rearing books?"

Hisashi: *promptly hides the Training Your Puppy For Dummies book behind his back*

Hisashi: "Yes, that’s definitely what I was talking about."

[miraakulous-cloud-district]

WIP WYGTYA (because it's very much *not* Wednesday)

I've been tagged by @mareenavee @dirty-bosmer and also, @thelavenderelf tagged me a few Wednesdays ago. Tha knyou so much, my dears 💖💖

This is a little snippet from chapter 14 of WYGTYA (you guys, so much is happening in this one,, I am EXCITED). I decided to add this one in this challenge because I'm in my Hjaldir feels.

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Frozen ash is slowly falling on the ground. The lantern in the market is still burning, as if it’s alive and determined to keep the village safe and embraced in light. It’s beautiful: how they never put the light in the middle of the village out, as if it’s the soul of everything. The buildings still have wounds from the dragon battle. Some burnt wood here, some bent trees there and benches which stay not-exactly-where-they’ve-been-before. But everything in the Skaal Village is still standing, just like its people. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. She remembers the tune. That gods-damned tune that Hjaldir kept singing to her to fall asleep. She vaguely remembers the feeling of drifting to sleep to the sound of his voice, feeling content, as if he sang directly to her soul. She starts humming.

          Slow down, you crazy child

          You're so ambitious for a juvenile

          But then if you're so smart

          Tell me why are you still so afraid, mmm?

She remembers the wonder only a kid could have about these lyrics, looking to find their meaning, even though she knew well enough that she was going to relate to them some day, after growing up and living more. 

          Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?

          You'd better cool it off before you burn it out

          You've got so much to do

          And only so many hours in a day, ay

She smiles to herself, thinking that Hjaldir might have accidentally found the perfect song to awaken the nostalgia in her when she got older. She wonders if he knew she would seek this song from the depths of her memories to soothe her later on in life. Probably. He knew a lot of things about her, even before she knew them herself.

“It’s beautiful.” Fenrik says from behind, making her wonder just for how long he’d been standing there. 

“I used to go to sleep to songs like this.” she smiles, not yet turning to face him, but savouring the moment, the memory and hanging onto it a bit more. 

“The perks of having a bard around while growing up, no?” he leans on the railing beside her. 

“I miss him, Fenrik. I really do. I-” but the knot in her throat doesn’t let her go on. She feels terrible for leaving him like that and never returning. She was to go back to him as soon as she ended the Dark Brotherhood, but dragons came back in the meantime, and Akatosh chose her to be the Dragonborn, of all people. After a few silent moments, she says: “I really hope he is okay.” 

“I’m sure he is. He’s a pirate, is he not? Pirates are a different breed. Stronger and more resilient. Just look at Deathbrand.” 

“Even Deathbrand died. And now we’re looking for his big secret treasure.” 

“Yes, but take a look at his life. He should have died many times, but didn’t! He fought four Thalmor ships with only his brig and his crew. A brig! That is epic and legendary and I bet Hjaldir has stories like that, too.”

She smiles and bows her head, looking at the ground, focusing on the snow and ash. “He does. You’d like him.” 

“I’m sure I would. I hope I get that chance someday.”

“I hope so, too.” she nods, thinking of the possibilities. Her heart aches at the thought of them meeting and getting along. 

Tagging @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @kiir-do-faal-rahhe @nerevar-quote-and-star @sheirukitriesfandom and anyone else who wishes to participate! Also, for those tagged, no pressure to actually do it, as always <3

[theold-ultraviolence]

hi again! (this is the same anon from a while ago who was asking for your thoughts on Aemond bc I wanted to adopt a new blorbo)

I really appreciate the thoughts you provided on him and also all the headcanons you've been posting!!

and, well.... for better or for worse, it worked and now I am totally and completely obsessed with this man!!!!!

I haven't actually gotten around to watching hotd yet, but I've been consuming Aemond content via fanvids, gifsets, fics, etc. and I am DOWN BAD lmaooooo

anyway, all your headcanons for him are always so on-point, and I was wondering what you think about show!Aemond's taste in music?

I know you've mentioned that modern!Aemond likes metal, but I guess if show!Aemond had access to modern music (sorry is this like a totally crazy question?????) what do you think he would gravitate toward?

I feel like I could totally see him as like an indie-folk guy, mostly for the lyrics. just with knowing that he studied philosophy and history and is kind of reserved and quiet (most of the time) it seems to me like he might enjoy songs with really poetic lyrics. maybe this is just me projecting bc I'm a huge The Oh Hellos fan (but what is fandom without a little self-projection onto your favorite characters? 😂), but I feel like he might like their stuff bc their lyrics are so intricate and make so many references and allusions to other texts, religions, and mythologies, as well as self-references that introduce recurring themes and motifs to their discography. idk tho again this is probably just bc I love their music so frickin much and I feel like our dear little nerd Aemond would enjoy feeling smart and getting all the references ☺️

(also, um that line in "The Truth is a Cave" that goes "I was bound and determined to be the child that you wanted" ?????? very Aemondcore imo 😭😭)

but I would really love to know your thoughts!!

thank you for blessing me with all your Aemond thoughts!!!!! I appreciate it soooooo much!!!!!! ☺️☺️

Oh hello there, dear anon!! I was hoping to hear from you again to see if you'd seen the show and I am screaming over you being obsessed with him now! he truly does grow on you, huh?

Ohhhhhhhhh this question is so interesting, omg, thank you so much for dropping it! At first I was like, huh but modern!Aemond is still Aemond?? and then I got it lol! ok so if show!Aemond had access to modern music.....

I totally agree with him leaning into folksy-indie music. I don't listen to it as much because the slow-ish pace of the genre doesn't do it for me but I think the vibe and the subject matter of it would definitely be up Aemond's alley. I think he'd definitely lean into classical music, and one composition I feel like he'd be immediately drawn to is to 'The Planets' by Gustav Holst (and tying it to modern!Aemond somewhat, Op 32: Mars, Bringer of War, is what inspired Black Sabbath's riff for their song 'Black Sabbath'.

On another note, I definitely see him as a Hozier fan! as well as Jamie Campbell Bower's solo works outside of his band, Counterfeit. 'Paralyzed' and 'Start The Fire' are such Aemond songs for me. There's also this singer called Violet Orlandi, who does a lot of acoustic covers of metal and alternative music, and really transforms them into something out of this world, super eerie and cinematic without losing the spirit of the song. So I think that would be an excellent tie in between show!Aemond and modern!Aemond. Her covers of 'War Pigs', 'Paint It Black', 'Freak on a Leash', 'The Unforgiven' and 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' give me LIFE. I'd also like to throw in Kate Bush in there, especially the songs 'Night of the Swallow', 'Jig of Life', 'Hello Earth' and the whole 'The Sensual World' album.

[this-is-ally-and-im-confused]

29, 32, 36 lyric promppppttttt

You know who I want you to write for. I don’t have to say it

Girly...i know!!

lyric prompt: 29. “ you know i’m your biggest fan”32. “slow down you crazy child, so ambitious for a juvenile”36. “ but if you think it’s right, i hope we kiss goodnight.” “ i hope we kiss goodnight”

Carter was frantic. You hadn't seen him this worried since his first NHL start. He was pacing back and forth as the two of you stood in the Flyers dressing room.

“Carter, stop moving so much. You're scaring me,” you called out to the boy.

He was working himself up. You watched as he refused pregame meals and stared at his phone. Still, he continued to stress himself out. It was like Carter hadn't heard you at all. You had to do something.

“Carter!” you called out as you pulled up the song on Spotify, “Slow down you crazy child, so ambitious for a juvenile.”

Instantly, the boy looked at you. He laughed at your dramatic singing. You shimmied along to lines of Billy Joel. Eventually, a few of his teammates joined in on the bopping, but It took him a few steps to cross the room. When he did–his lips met your forehead, his hands wrapped around your waist, and he desperately tried to stop you from chicken dancing. However, your plan worked. He wasn't pacing anymore.

“Thanks baby, You always do a great job of making me laugh. I feel better. I love you No more cringy singing tonight though, okay?”

“Only if I you win. Then I might even kiss you.”

“If you think that it’s right, I hope we kiss good night.”

“Go get a shutout, baby. Then I’ll kiss you.”

“Okay, hun. Now let’s stop being a cringy couple. I think teeks wants us dead.”

You could only giggle mischievously. Giving a wave to the raccoon-like player. You went to find your seat that was ice-side. Your fingers gripped the sign and heaved it up onto the glass just in time for Carter to read it. He looked at you with an annoyed face as he read your cringy words.,

“😎You know I’m your biggest fan! I’ll follow #79 until he loves me! Papa-paparazzi! 😎”

He mouthed a quick, “I already love you.”

Your sign was the perfect amount of cringe to start a great game. Said game went amazingly. Carter was able to maintain a perfect shutout and his team played perfectly. Thus proving his nerves were useless. You went quickly to meet your sleepy boy. When he finally held you he melted into your embrace.

“You are so embarrassing.”

“Doesn’t matter, I hope we kiss goodnight.”

[lovepropaganda]

orchid, cactus, abelia, daffodil, sage, chamomile, papyrus

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect?

Head Over Heels by Tears For Fears

I love how it starts all twinkly and it really feels like time slows down a bit and it's the song that plays in my head every time I see or think about this one girl... The lyrics resonate with me deeply and I think it's a very timeless song. Also any song written and performed by Christine McVie (RIP Songbird)

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

I'm trying to learn more about being financially savvy to start making moves and secure my future. There's a lot I'm learning from others and at some point I need to sit down and read thoroughly before I get into anything but I'm very determined to make solid moves

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

I have a lot of jewelry and I try to wear most of it in rotation. I use to wear a lot of silver rings a lot but I stopped and I lost this one ring I was very fond of and would wear often. Still don't know where it is but maybe for the best

daffodil ⇢ do you have siblings? if yes, in what ways do you think you’re similar to or different from them?

I'm an only child! That's why I'm like *gestures wildly to self* like dis LMAO i think I'm very selfish and self centered and it has to do with not having to consider others because I've always been number one

sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

Music and poetry. I write poetry but haven't in a while and I consider music to be poetry performed and given a melody to further express emotion and inspire the listener to feel those emotions for better or worse. I love singing too

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

I like thoughtful gifts, when someone considers something they think I might like and have put a lot of thought into it. I like homemade things and feel like it's meaningful when someone takes the time to make something for me. I like to receive things I can wear like jewelry as little reminders especially if it's from someone I like and I have a tendency to also give jewelry as a way to stake my claim and make my presence known lmao

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

Back To Back by DD Osama and DudleyLo LMFAOOOOOO i like drill music and listening to it really has my fight or flight instinct going crazy and ready for a fight! my heart literally starts racing when the song starts playing. There's just something about the unique sound of drill music and how sinister the sound can be and i think its a real shame when people say they don't like rap when there's so many subgenres with a fascinating history/origin

thanks for asking El! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[owlbehonest]

365 Music Days List

1 Your favorite song today

2 Your favorite song of all time

3 Favorite song with a color in the title

4 Another Top 5 favorite song (different than Day 1 or 2)

5 A song that you listen to when you travel

6 The song with the highest play count on your iTunes/iPod/mp3 player

7 Favorite cover version of an song. (look up on youtube)

8 Another Top 5 favorite song (different than Day 1, 2, or 4)

9 A song that reminds you of your childhood

10 Opening theme song for a series based on your life

11 Your least favorite song

12 A song you always look for on jukeboxes

13 A song by your favorite band

14 The first song you heard by your favorite artist

15 Your favorite female vocal song

16 A song that makes you happy

17 Favorite love song

18 Your Favorite Music Video

19 A song by one of your top five favorite bands (different than the band in Day 13)

20 A song that reminds you of most recent ex-boyfriend-girlfriend

21 Most Australian-sounding song you like (one that reminds you of down under)

22 Another song from a top five favorite band (diff. from 19 and 13)

23 A song that you would sing on an audition for American Idol

24 A song you like from a musical or childrens movie

25 Oldest song you love

26 A song that you absolutely despise

27 The first song you ever heard (that you still listen to regularly)

28 Your favorite male vocal song

29 A song that makes you sad

30 A song from your favorite movie

31 A Favorite Vocal Performance

32 Your favorite classical piece

33 A song that reminds you of one/both of your parents

34 A song with your favorite guitar riff

35 A Song you always listen to at least twice in a row

36 A song by the last band you saw play live

37 Newest/most modern song you love

38 A song you couldn’t live without

39 A song that makes you smile

40 Another song that has a top five favorite guitar riff in it (different from Day 34)

41 A song you listen to when you are happy

42 Your favorite breakup song

43 A Favorite Love Song

44 A song you’ve only recently started listening to

45 A song that calms you down when you are angry

46 A song you listen to when you are sad (that helps relax your mood)

47 A song with your favorite drums

48 A song you always sing in the shower

49 A song that reminds you of a friend you can tag on facebook (and tag them)

50 A song you’d do at karaoke (even if you don’t karaoke)

51 Favorite slow song

52 A song from an artist you wish had never started singing

53 A song that makes you cry

54 Song with your favorite bass line in it

55 A song you hear when you’re shopping

56 A Favorite Dance Song

57 A great song from the 1960s

58 A song that is often stuck in your head

59 A song that reminds you of someone you cannot or would not tag on facebook

60 A song you know all the words to

61 Song you have listened to most often in your life (including before mp3s and iTunes)

62 A song that reminds of you of somewhere

63 A song that reminds you of a roadtrip

64 A song by someone you’d like to marry

65 A song that reminds you of home

66 A song that makes you laugh

67 Another song with a top five favorite guitar solo (different from Days 34 or 40)

68 A song you listen to when you are angry (and you want to be angry)

69 A Favorite Soft Rock Song

70 Another Top 5 favorite music video (different from Day 18)

71 A song that reminds you of a best friend

72 Favorite classic rock song

73 A Song that reminds you of your childhood

74 A song that reminds you of a certain event

75 A song that you’ve called and requested on the radio

76 A song from a band you hate

77 Favorite song to go crazy to

78 A song you like to wake up to

79 A song that breaks your heart with the first few notes

80 Your First Favorite (Non-Childen’s) Song As A Child

81 The song with your favorite lyrics

82 A song that reminds you of a past summer

83 A fave rap song

84 Song that reminds you of your teenage years

85 A song that you know all the words to

86 A song you always put on playlists/mixtapes

87 Song you sang the wrong lyrics to for ages

88 A song that you want to begin the week with

89 Favorite song to make out or have sex to

90 A song you like to fall asleep to

91 A funeral song you will never forget

92 Your favorite song from a movie (doesn’t have to be your favorite movie)

93 A song that reminds you of your “1st love”

94 Favorite country song

95 Song you could sing in a wedding speech

96 A song that you can dance to

97 A song you want to close the week with

98 A song by an artist that inspires you

99 Favorite song to chill out to

100 A song that makes you think of a past relationship (different from Day 20 or 93)

101 A song you were shocked by the first time you heard it

102 Your favorite song from a video game

103 A song that makes you hopeful

104 Song you only sing in karaokes when you’re too wasted to care how you sound

105 Song by a band you wish were still together

106 Your favorite song to make fun of

107 A song that reminds you of a family member (other than a parent)

108 Song you would love to put in a movie

109 A song that makes you think of a bad break up

110 A song that you first heard live, that you became instantly obsessed with

111 A Favorite Song From A Musical

112 A great song from the 70s

113 A song you only listen to by yourself

114 Song you’re embarrassed to like

115 Your favorite slow song

116 Album you most like to hear in a cafe

117 A song you want to play at your wedding

118 An uplifting song which makes you think, if only temporarily, that you love everybody

119 A Favorite In-Concert Performance

120 A song that is a guilty pleasure

121 Song you wish described your life experience or personality

122 A Song that has to be played LOUD

123 Your favorite fast song

124 A song that reminds you of someone you hate

125 A song you want to have played at your funeral

126 A song which seems incredibly deep no matter how many times you hear it

127 A song you like that no one would expect

128 The last song you heard

129 A song from a band you hate

130 A song so depressing you could slit your wrists

131 A song that you loved as a little kid (different from Day 80)

132 Song that you air guitar to every time you hear it

133 A song from a band that you have to explain to people who they are

134 A song you can’t help but like (even if you wish you didn’t)

135 Song with your favorite keyboards

136 A song from the first album you bought

137 A song you love but can’t bring yourself to listen to (You fill in the reason.)

138 A Song You Wish (Insert Artist/Band Here) Would Cover

139 A song that you used to love but now hate

140 A song that reminds you of a friend you had a falling out with and haven’t spoken to in years

141 Song you could striptease to (if you’re a girl) or wish your wife/gf would striptease to

142 A current song that you find annoying

143 First song you ever bought

144 A song you got sick of because of the radio

145 Your favorite strange song (with unusual sounds/instruments)

146 Your favorite weird song (with strange, nonsense, or non-sequiter lyrics)

147 A Favorite Song With A Color In The Title

148 A song you were surprised to hear on the radio

149 A song that reminds you of your current boyfriend/girlfriend or your spouse

150 Song you could never memorize the lyrics for but always wanted to

151 A song that describes you

152 A song you like by a singer who’s dead

153 Non-instrumental song featuring your favorite instrumental solo

154 A song you wish you heard often on the radio

155 A song by the performer at the last concert you went to

156 A song that would get you on the dance floor no matter what

157 A song you listen to in the car with your windows down and the radio cranked up

158 Favorite duet/collaboration between two artists you love (or maybe you only love one of them)

159 A Favorite Holiday Song

160 A great song from the 80s

161 A song you can’t help singing along to

162 Favorite acoustic song

163 Favorite instrumental song (classical)

164 A song you can sing without music

165 A song that has sent chills down your

166 A song you love from a genre you usually dislike

167 Your “Happy Place” Song

167 Favorite instrumental song (contemporary)

169 A song that you hear often on the radio (and you still enjoy hearing)

170 A song from the most recent album or single you’ve bought

171 The first song on your favorite album

172 Another top five favorite song (different from Days 1, 2, 4, and 8)

173 The song you want to/ had your first dance to at your wedding

174 A song from an artist you think is very sexy

175 A song from your favorite solo artist

176 Biggest musical theatre song by an artist you usually adore

177 A Song That Makes You Misty

178 A song that makes you want to/wish you could dance

179 A song that has special significance to you (and what is it?)

180 Song you like to listen to in the gym or exercising (running, cycling, swimming, etc.)

181 A song you like that you first heard in a tv ad

182 Favorite song with a number in the title

183 A song from another top five favorite band (different from Days 13, 19, and 22)

184 An album to be stuck on the moon or a desert island with

185 A song you like recorded by an artist who was under 18 at the time of recording

186 A Song That Gives You The Creeps

187 A song that you love but rarely listen to

188 A song you listen to when you’re stressed

189 The last song on your favorite album

190 A song you will never get tired of

191 Another song from your favorite album (different than Days 171 and 189)

192 Your BFF’s favorite song

193 A song you would most like to play to disrupt a politically correct party

194 Your favorite acoustic (unplugged) version of a song

195 The 1st song alphabetically in your iPod/iTunes

196 Another song from your favorite album (different from Days 171, 189, and 191)

197 Best Movie Theme Song (with lyrics)

198 A song you like by a singer/band you really don’t like

199 A song from an artist you like but wished they had never made

200 A song you would like to have as your national anthem

201 Song with the oldest “date added” listing in your iTunes/iPod/mp3 player

202 A great song from the 90s

203 The last song alphabetically in your iPod/iTunes

204 Best Movie Theme Song (instrumental)

205 A song you like that you learned about from a friend

206 Another song from your favorite album (different from Days 171, 189, 191, and 196)

207 A song by the artist from the best live concert you ever attended

208 A song that you clean house to

209 A Song You could Swear was Written For You

210 Favorite theme song from a TV Series

211 A song from a band you heard about before they were cool

212 A song from a concert you wish you could have attended

213 A song by an artist that you used to love, but now are ashamed of (because you or they changed)

214 A song that someone has sung to you

215 A song you would listen to when you are alone

216 Favorite theme song from an Animated Film

217 A song that was your prom or graduation theme

218 Favorite funny song

219 Your favorite sing-a-long (everybody sing now) song

220 A song that infuriates you

221 A song that you can not stand to listen to

222 A song that you wish was never recorded

223 Favorite theme song from an Animated TV show

224 A song you like that is loud and/or fast

225 Most underrated song

226 A song that is anti-YOU

227 A song beginning with the same letter as your first name

228 A song that was played at your favorite concert (different from Day 207)

229 The last song that got stuck in your head

230 A song that you have danced to with your best friend

231 Favorite theme song from a Soap Opera

232 Another song that makes you laugh (different from Day 218)

233 A song you like that features a whistling part

234 Song with your favorite vocals

235 A song you discovered on TV

236 a song beginning with the same letter as your last name

237 A song you would most like to sing live if you knew every note would be perfect

238 A song from a band/artist whose t-shirt you own

239 A song your parents would play during parties

240 A great song from the 00s

241 Favorite song composed/arranged for an Olympic Games Opening/Closing Ceremony

242 A song that you can play on an instrument

243 A song you like that relies heavily on piano

244 Best intro to a song

245 A song beginning with the word “you”

246 A song from the band you would most like to join

247 A song that is the soundtrack of your life

248 A Song That Reminds You Of Spring

249 Favorite song to slow dance to

250 Favorite commercial Jingle

251 A song that you wish you could play

252 A song you like that features a saxophone

253 Favorite song with a person’s name in the title

254 A song that shows your beliefs

255 A song by the first band you saw in concert

256 A Song That Reminds You Of Summer

257 Favorite song from a video Game

258 A song that makes you feel guilty

259 Song you think everyone should have to listen to

260 A song from another favorite album (different from Day 206)

261 a song that makes you feel inspired and creative

262 A song that makes you think of your past

263 Favorite oldie (a song you grew up thinking of as an oldie)

264 A Song That Reminds You Of Fall/Autumn

265 A great song by a band from your home country

266 Your party song

267 A song that you can relate to

268 A Song that makes you go emo

269 A song from your childhood (children’s song or otherwise)

270 A song you didn’t like in the past that you DO like now

271 Artist you with were still alive

272 A random song from your iTunes/iPod/mp3 collection (just choose one!!)

273 Favorite one hit wonder

274 A song that reflects your wishes / thoughts for your future

275 A song with chord changes that really thrill you

276 A Song That Reminds You Of Winter

277 Your favorite song a year before you started Day 1

278 A song you listen to on rainy days

279 A song that you would never want people to know you like

280 A song you love hearing when playing with your dog/cat/pet

281 A song you feel is all yours because not many people know it

282 A song that makes you want to drive fast and crazy

283 A song that makes you want to help the world, the environment, end poverty, etc.

284 Favorite song that shares a title with a book

285 A Favorite song from a band/artist that started in the state/province/region where you were born

286 A great song from the 10s

286 A song that changes your sad mood to HAPPY

287 A song you like you haven’t had a chance to use on this list yet

288 Best song to listen to on an acid trip

289 A song that your mother/father likes

290 A song that makes you feel successful

291 A song that makes you discover yourself

292 Favorite re-mix/mash up/creative alteration of a tune/s

293 A favorite song from an album you played over and over and over in high school

294 A song by a band/artist from a foreign country where you have traveled

295 A song by a band/artist from a foreign country where you have not traveled

296 A song by your favorite Canadian band/artist

297 A song by your favorite English band/artist

298 A song by your favorite American band/artist

299 A song by your favorite Western European band/artist

300 A song by your favorite Eastern European band/artist

301 A song by your favorite African band/artist

302 A song by your favorite Asian band/artist

303 A song by your favorite Middle Eastern band/artist

304 A song by your favorite band/artist from the Indian sub-continent

305 A song by your favorite Irish band/artist

306 Your favorite traditional folk song (any folk tradition)

307 Your favorite bluegrass song

308 Your favorite Celtic song

309 A Favorite song from a band/artist that started in a state/province/region where you have lived

310 A Favorite song from a band/artist that started in a state/province/region you would like to live

311 A song by your favorite band/artist from South America

312 A song by your favorite band/artist from Central America

313 A song by your favorite band/artist from the Caribbean

314 A song by your favorite blues artist

315 A song by your favorite world music artist

316 Your favorite song sung entirely or partially in a language foreign to you

317 Your favorite song by a jam band/artist

318 Your favorite psychadelic rock song

319 A song by your favorite “manly man’s” artist

320 A song by your favorite “girly girl’s” artist

321 A song by your favorite cross-dressing artist

322 Your favorite novelty song (recorded by a non-musician entertainer, parody band, etc.)

323 A song that describes your feelings on a current news item (and what news item)

324 Your favorite protest song (and what does it protest)

325 If you formed a garage band today, the song you would most want your band to learn

326 Calculate (a*b)+c-d+e [where abcde are the digits in your zip code] and choose that song from your iTunes/iPod/mp3 library

327 Choose a number between 1 and 10 and call it “n”; set your iTunes/iPod/mp3 player to shuffle

mode and play through until the nth song in your library comes up. What is it?

328 If a=1, b=2….z=26, add up the value of the letters in your name. What song is at that position on your iTunes/iPod/mp3 library?

329 A song you really like and that you have had in your iTunes/iPod/mp3 library for some time but that shows you have never played it on a connected device (shows 0 plays)

330 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter A

331 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter B

332 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter C

333 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter D

334 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter E

335 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter F

336 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter G

337 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter H

338 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter I

339 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter J

340 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter K

341 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter L

342 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter M

343 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter N

344 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter O

345 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter P

346 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter Q

347 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter R

348 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter S

349 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter T

350 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter U

351 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter V

352 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter W

353 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter X

354 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter Y

355 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter Z

356 A song that would make the girl/guy of your dreams fall in love with you

357 A song that would heal a misunderstanding you have with someone in a strained relationship

358 A song that would help someone you no longer love leave the relationship without pain

359 A song that your parents would not have let you listen to when you were a kid

360 A song that you would be shocked to find your parents listening to

361 A song that you would be shocked to find your children listening to

362 A song by a band/artist you used to dislike but you have come to respect for their talent or hard work

363 A song you recognize as creative and well-written, but you don’t really like listening to

364 Another song you wish you had a chance to use on this list (different from Day 287)

365 Your favorite song (it’s probably changed since day 1)

366 (Leap Year Song)–A song you get an itch for every few years, and then realize why you don’t want to hear it more often

SOURCE

[tarnishedxknight]

[ Another Time Another Place A Hollow Universe In Space ]

The galaxy finally knew his name.

Peter Jason Quill had become the legendary Star-Lord, Captain of the Guardians of the Galaxy. They had saved it not once but twice, earning the respect and admiration of entire societies across the cosmos.

That was why it was important they never knew about the way he was screaming now, lest said respect and admiration was replaced by mockery. Like a child being chased by Abilisks, Quill was screaming his lungs out as he tried to save his team and his ship during a particularly difficult, unexpected landing. If they made it out alive, he would ask Mantis to make the others forget about the noises that escaped him. Though to be fair, they were all screaming. The Benatar slowed down; their screams died down. The Zune was still playing songs as if nothing ever happened, and Quill was amazed by its inability to give a fuck.

“Well, that was smooth.” Rocket’s voice rose from his seat.

“Guys?” Quill asked with a voice that was too high-pitched for an adult, shaky with panic. “Is everyone okay?”

A chorus of confused, affirmative answers erupted around him. Groot nodded – then puked. As the Guardians undid their seatbelt, Quill stood up first.

“Let’s do it again!” Drax broke into laughter, slapping his thighs. “Tell me we can do that again!”

“No, thank you,” Mantis replied.

“Drax, you’re fuckin’ crazy, aren’t ya?” Rocket said.

“There is no way we’re doing that again,” Gamora added.

“I am Groot!” complained Groot.

Quill silently nodded and closed his eyes as they bantered; it was like getting confirmation that his team was okay, and relief made his voice go back to normal when he finally asked the important questions:

“Did you, uh… Did you guys hear me scream, or…?”

“No, Quill. We were too busy thinkin’ we were gonna bite it,” Rocket said.

A sudden knock earned a collective exclamation of surprise among the crew, and they dashed across the corridors of the Benatar as Quill gripped his blasters, Drax his knives, Gamora her switchblade and Rocket aimed his gun. Mantis wanted to protest, say that maybe the citizens of the planet were friendly, maybe they were simply knocking to welcome the Guardians. But she knew, like the others, that they had a young child aboard, so she picked up Groot and held him protectively. Then, Quill slammed a fist against the controls to open up the doors…

(Yeah, you had a good idea and I think it’d be fun to develop it, though I’ll go with multiverse stuff. If they can keep their canon backstories then it’ll be easier for me to understand their context. Since FFXII characters can end up in the MCU, it could also be the other way around. I named this verse after some lyrics that seemed fitting, but feel free to change it if you want! Apologies in advance if I derp anything too hard!)

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{ Yeah, I think that’s the best option if you aren’t familiar with the game and want to make it easy on yourself. I’m placing the Guardians in the most hospitable time to start out, before the events of the game and even the prologue. So... King Raminas (Ashe’s dad) is still alive, Basch hasn’t yet been framed for his assassination, and Rabanastre (capital city of Dalmasca) hasn’t been attacked/occupied by Archadia. The reason I put them there is because Rabanastre is a racial, ethnic, and cultural melting pot, so I figured that would be the most interesting for them. Archadia is far less diverse, it’s mostly humans. And they wouldn’t be as forgiving of a random ship coming into their airspace, heh. So... we can eventually make drama happen, but I figured for now, let’s plop them somewhere fairly hospitable (they’re still going to be wary and confused, heh, but at least they won’t shoot them out of the sky) and let them get used to the world first before we add any drama. 

Also, don’t worry about messing things up! I can either fix it or run with it, it’s not a problem, heh. I’ve been a fan of this game since 2006, I’ve beat it start to finish three times, and I just watched a 6.5-hour movie of all cutscenes and important shit... and I am STILL messing things up. For some reason, I cannot get the events of the prologue and those at the beginning of the main game straight. I keep thinking King Raminas (Ashe’s dad) was assassinated in the palace on the night of the fete when Archadia attacked Rabanastre, but nope, that happened two years earlier, and in Nalbina Fortress while he was there for a treaty-signing on the border of Dalmasca and Nabradia. I have said so many times he was assassinated in the Royal Palace of Rabanastre and I don’t know why I can’t get it through my thick skull that he was not, lol. I also mix up Gabranth’s last two important scenes, at the Pharos and then later on the Bahamut. To me, those two important conversations will forever blend together in my head and I keep quoting them at the wrong times, and I just... *rubs temples* How many more years do I have to be a fan of this game before I get it right?! XD So don’t worry about it, it’s a very detailed and confusing game at times, so you’re fine, I’m messing things up too, lol. }

Although the city of Rabanastre was prospering, the ever-present shadow of war loomed over all of Ivalice. While Nabradia had seemingly thrown in their lot with the Rozarrian Empire in dangerous opposition to the Archadian Empire, King Raminas of Dalmasca had been adamant about remaining politically neutral. He wanted no part in Archadia’s brutal expansion, nor Rozarria’s recruitment of smaller, previously-neutral nations in order to gain access to their territory and airspace.

Solidarity with Dalmasca’s sister kingdom of Nabradia on the battlefront was not an endorsement for the Rozarrian Empire, the king asserted, but would Archadia see it the same way? Should a war be waged between the two powerful empires, it would be the smaller kingdoms that would suffer most, their skies and land becoming the stage upon which the two behemoth political entities would play out their battle for dominance of Ivalice. While Basch understood his king’s distaste and apprehension, and agreed with it, he worried how much longer Dalmasca would be able to avoid choosing a side in the conflict.

With Nabradia’s not-so-clandestine alliance with Rozarria and Prince Rasler’s approaching wedding to Princess Ashe, tensions, worries, and fears ran high. Would either empire use the marriage as an excuse to escalate what was already bubbling beneath the surface? These worries were stoked, and pointedly so, by reports of an unidentified aircraft in Dalmascan airspace. it had appeared in the skies above Rabanastre, and all attempts to make radio contact had been either unsuccessful... or ignored. As he made his way to where the ship had forcibly docked at a restricted skyport with neither safety clearance nor permission to do so, Basch listened to the concerns of his royal guardsmen.

The ship was... strange. They had no idea what make or model it might be, and what was even more concerning than that, was the fact that it flew no colors or banners. By all accounts, it was either not affiliated with any political entity, or it was attempting to conceal said affiliation. Basch made haste to the dock, taking a company of guards with him. He hoped this was merely a misunderstanding, but if it was not... if it was something more nefarious... he had to be ready. The king was alerted and, as always, well-guarded, and so Basch sought to make sense of the situation Hopefully peacefully so.

When the travelers made no attempt to exit their ship, Basch took it upon himself to step out onto the gangway and... knock on what appeared to be its entrance. His other hand rested on the hilt of his sword, ready for anything. When finally the door did open, Basch was confused by what he saw. What technology was this? Never had he seen such a ship before. He was curious, but duty came first.

“I am Captain Basch fon Ronsenburg, Knight of Dalmasca. You have arrived at the Royal City of Rabanastre without prior notification at a dock reserved solely for palace traffic. Please state your identity and purpose here. What land do you hail from?”

His tone was authoritative but also fairly polite. He had no reason, as of yet, to think this was anything other than a misunderstanding or perhaps something done out of desperation. If the ship was damaged, their radios down, then that might explain the lack of communication prior to docking. He kept an open mind, but was also prepared to take action if these people were here to threaten his king and princess...

[fuckyeahlupa]

365 Days of Music Challenge

Let’s do it again... And Now for real! 1 Your favorite song today 2 Your favorite song of all time 3 Favorite song with a color in the title 4 Another Top 5 favorite song (different than Day 1 or 2) 5 A song that you listen to when you travel 6 The song with the highest play count on your iTunes/iPod/mp3 player 7 Favorite cover version of an song. (look up on youtube) 8 Another Top 5 favorite song (different than Day 1, 2, or 4) 9 A song that reminds you of your childhood 10 Opening theme song for a series based on your life 11 Your least favorite song 12 A song you always look for on jukeboxes 13 A song by your favorite band 14 The first song you heard by your favorite artist 15 Your favorite female vocal song 16 A song that makes you happy 17 Favorite love song 18 Your Favorite Music Video 19 A song by one of your top five favorite bands (different than the band in Day 13) 20 A song that reminds you of most recent ex-boyfriend-girlfriend 21 Most Australian-sounding song you like (one that reminds you of down under) 22 Another song from a top five favorite band (diff. from 19 and 13) 23 A song that you would sing on an audition for American Idol 24 A song you like from a musical or childrens movie 25 Oldest song you love 26 A song that you absolutely despise 27 The first song you ever heard (that you still listen to regularly) 28 Your favorite male vocal song 29 A song that makes you sad 30 A song from your favorite movie 31 A Favorite Vocal Performance 32 Your favorite classical piece 33 A song that reminds you of one/both of your parents 34 A song with your favorite guitar riff 35 A Song you always listen to at least twice in a row 36 A song by the last band you saw play live 37 Newest/most modern song you love 38 A song you couldn’t live without 39 A song that makes you smile 40 Another song that has a top five favorite guitar riff in it (different from Day 34) 41 A song you listen to when you are happy 42 Your favorite breakup song 43 A Favorite Love Song 44 A song you've only recently started listening to 45 A song that calms you down when you are angry 46 A song you listen to when you are sad (that helps relax your mood) 47 A song with your favorite drums 48 A song you always sing in the shower 49 A song that reminds you of a friend you can tag on facebook (and tag them) 50 A song you'd do at karaoke (even if you don't karaoke) 51 Favorite slow song 52 A song from an artist you wish had never started singing 53 A song that makes you cry 54 Song with your favorite bass line in it 55 A song you hear when you're shopping 56 A Favorite Dance Song 57 A great song from the 1960s 58 A song that is often stuck in your head 59 A song that reminds you of someone you cannot or would not tag on facebook 60 A song you know all the words to 61 Song you have listened to most often in your life (including before mp3s and iTunes) 62 A song that reminds of you of somewhere 63 A song that reminds you of a roadtrip 64 A song by someone you'd like to marry 65 A song that reminds you of home 66 A song that makes you laugh 67 Another song with a top five favorite guitar solo (different from Days 34 or 40) 68 A song you listen to when you are angry (and you want to be angry) 69 A Favorite Soft Rock Song 70 Another Top 5 favorite music video (different from Day 18) 71 A song that reminds you of a best friend 72 Favorite classic rock song 73 A Song that reminds you of your childhood 74 A song that reminds you of a certain event 75 A song that you've called and requested on the radio 76 A song from a band you hate 77 Favorite song to go crazy to 78 A song you like to wake up to 79 A song that breaks your heart with the first few notes 80 Your First Favorite (Non-Childen’s) Song As A Child 81 The song with your favorite lyrics 82 A song that reminds you of a past summer 83 A fave rap song 84 Song that reminds you of your teenage years 85 A song that you know all the words to 86 A song you always put on playlists/mixtapes 87 Song you sang the wrong lyrics to for ages 88 A song that you want to begin the week with 89 Favorite song to make out or have sex to 90 A song you like to fall asleep to 91 A funeral song you will never forget 92 Your favorite song from a movie (doesn't have to be your favorite movie) 93 A song that reminds you of your "1st love" 94 Favorite country song 95 Song you could sing in a wedding speech 96 A song that you can dance to 97 A song you want to close the week with 98 A song by an artist that inspires you 99 Favorite song to chill out to 100 A song that makes you think of a past relationship (different from Day 20 or 93) 101 A song you were shocked by the first time you heard it 102 Your favorite song from a video game 103 A song that makes you hopeful 104 Song you only sing in karaokes when you're too wasted to care how you sound 105 Song by a band you wish were still together 106 Your favorite song to make fun of 107 A song that reminds you of a family member (other than a parent) 108 Song you would love to put in a movie 109 A song that makes you think of a bad break up 110 A song that you first heard live, that you became instantly obsessed with 111 A Favorite Song From A Musical 112 A great song from the 70s 113 A song you only listen to by yourself 114 Song you're embarrassed to like 115 Your favorite slow song 116 Album you most like to hear in a cafe 117 A song you want to play at your wedding 118 An uplifting song which makes you think, if only temporarily, that you love everybody 119 A Favorite In-Concert Performance 120 A song that is a guilty pleasure 121 Song you wish described your life experience or personality 122 A Song that has to be played LOUD 123 Your favorite fast song 124 A song that reminds you of someone you hate 125 A song you want to have played at your funeral 126 A song which seems incredibly deep no matter how many times you hear it 127 A song you like that no one would expect 128 The last song you heard 129 A song from a band you hate 130 A song so depressing you could slit your wrists 131 A song that you loved as a little kid (different from Day 80) 132 Song that you air guitar to every time you hear it 133 A song from a band that you have to explain to people who they are 134 A song you can't help but like (even if you wish you didn't) 135 Song with your favorite keyboards 136 A song from the first album you bought 137 A song you love but can't bring yourself to listen to (You fill in the reason.) 138 A Song You Wish (Insert Artist/Band Here) Would Cover 139 A song that you used to love but now hate 140 A song that reminds you of a friend you had a falling out with and haven't spoken to in years 141 Song you could striptease to (if you're a girl) or wish your wife/gf would striptease to 142 A current song that you find annoying 143 First song you ever bought 144 A song you got sick of because of the radio 145 Your favorite strange song (with unusual sounds/instruments) 146 Your favorite weird song (with strange, nonsense, or non-sequiter lyrics) 147 A Favorite Song With A Color In The Title 148 A song you were surprised to hear on the radio 149 A song that reminds you of your current boyfriend/girlfriend or your spouse 150 Song you could never memorize the lyrics for but always wanted to 151 A song that describes you 152 A song you like by a singer who's dead 153 Non-instrumental song featuring your favorite instrumental solo 154 A song you wish you heard often on the radio 155 A song by the performer at the last concert you went to 156 A song that would get you on the dance floor no matter what 157 A song you listen to in the car with your windows down and the radio cranked up 158 Favorite duet/collaboration between two artists you love (or maybe you only love one of them) 159 A Favorite Holiday Song 160 A great song from the 80s 161 A song you can't help singing along to 162 Favorite acoustic song 163 Favorite instrumental song (classical) 164 A song you can sing without music 165 A song that has sent chills down your spine 166 A song you love from a genre you usually dislike 167 Your “Happy Place” Song 167 Favorite instrumental song (contemporary) 169 A song that you hear often on the radio (and you still enjoy hearing) 170 A song from the most recent album or single you've bought 171 The first song on your favorite album 172 Another top five favorite song (different from Days 1, 2, 4, and 8) 173 The song you want to/ had your first dance to at your wedding 174 A song from an artist you think is very sexy 175 A song from your favorite solo artist 176 Biggest musical theatre song by an artist you usually adore 177 A Song That Makes You Misty 178 A song that makes you want to/wish you could dance 179 A song that has special significance to you (and what is it?) 180 Song you like to listen to in the gym or exercising (running, cycling, swimming, etc.) 181 A song you like that you first heard in a tv ad 182 Favorite song with a number in the title 183 A song from another top five favorite band (different from Days 13, 19, and 22) 184 An album to be stuck on the moon or a desert island with 185 A song you like recorded by an artist who was under 18 at the time of recording 186 A Song That Gives You The Creeps 187 A song that you love but rarely listen to 188 A song you listen to when you're stressed 189 The last song on your favorite album 190 A song you will never get tired of 191 Another song from your favorite album (different than Days 171 and 189) 192 Your BFF's favorite song 193 A song you would most like to play to disrupt a politically correct party 194 Your favorite acoustic (unplugged) version of a song 195 The 1st song alphabetically in your iPod/iTunes 196 Another song from your favorite album (different from Days 171, 189, and 191) 197 Best Movie Theme Song (with lyrics) 198 A song you like by a singer/band you really don't like 199 A song from an artist you like but wished they had never made 200 A song you would like to have as your national anthem 201 Song with the oldest "date added" listing in your iTunes/iPod/mp3 player 202 A great song from the 90s 203 The last song alphabetically in your iPod/iTunes 204 Best Movie Theme Song (instrumental) 205 A song you like that you learned about from a friend 206 Another song from your favorite album (different from Days 171, 189, 191, and 196) 207 A song by the artist from the best live concert you ever attended 208 A song that you clean house to 209 A Song You could Swear was Written For You 210 Favorite theme song from a TV Series 211 A song from a band you heard about before they were cool 212 A song from a concert you wish you could have attended 213 A song by an artist that you used to love, but now are ashamed of (because you or they changed) 214 A song that someone has sung to you 215 A song you would listen to when you are alone 216 Favorite theme song from an Animated Film 217 A song that was your prom or graduation theme 218 Favorite funny song 219 Your favorite sing-a-long (everybody sing now) song 220 A song that infuriates you 221 A song that you can not stand to listen to 222 A song that you wish was never recorded 223 Favorite theme song from an Animated TV show 224 A song you like that is loud and/or fast 225 Most underrated song 226 A song that is anti-YOU 227 A song beginning with the same letter as your first name 228 A song that was played at your favorite concert (different from Day 207) 229 The last song that got stuck in your head 230 A song that you have danced to with your best friend 231 Favorite theme song from a Soap Opera 232 Another song that makes you laugh (different from Day 218) 233 A song you like that features a whistling part 234 Song with your favorite vocals 235 A song you discovered on TV 236 a song beginning with the same letter as your last name 237 A song you would most like to sing live if you knew every note would be perfect 238 A song from a band/artist whose t-shirt you own 239 A song your parents would play during parties 240 A great song from the 00s 241 Favorite song composed/arranged for an Olympic Games Opening/Closing Ceremony 242 A song that you can play on an instrument 243 A song you like that relies heavily on piano 244 Best intro to a song 245 A song beginning with the word "you" 246 A song from the band you would most like to join 247 A song that is the soundtrack of your life 248 A Song That Reminds You Of Spring 249 Favorite song to slow dance to 250 Favorite commercial Jingle 251 A song that you wish you could play 252 A song you like that features a saxophone 253 Favorite song with a person's name in the title 254 A song that shows your beliefs 255 A song by the first band you saw in concert 256 A Song That Reminds You Of Summer 257 Favorite song from a video Game 258 A song that makes you feel guilty 259 Song you think everyone should have to listen to 260 A song from another favorite album (different from Day 206) 261 a song that makes you feel inspired and creative 262 A song that makes you think of your past 263 Favorite oldie (a song you grew up thinking of as an oldie) 264 A Song That Reminds You Of Fall/Autumn 265 A great song by a band from your home country 266 Your party song 267 A song that you can relate to 268 A Song that makes you go emo 269 A song from your childhood (children's song or otherwise) 270 A song you didn't like in the past that you DO like now 271 Artist you with were still alive 272 A random song from your iTunes/iPod/mp3 collection (just choose one!!) 273 Favorite one hit wonder 274 A song that reflects your wishes / thoughts for your future 275 A song with chord changes that really thrill you 276 A Song That Reminds You Of Winter 277 Your favorite song a year before you started Day 1 278 A song you listen to on rainy days 279 A song that you would never want people to know you like 280 A song you love hearing when playing with your dog/cat/pet 281 A song you feel is all yours because not many people know it 282 A song that makes you want to drive fast and crazy 283 A song that makes you want to help the world, the environment, end poverty, etc. 284 Favorite song that shares a title with a book 285 A Favorite song from a band/artist that started in the state/province/region where you were born 286 A great song from the 10s 286 A song that changes your sad mood to HAPPY 287 A song you like you haven't had a chance to use on this list yet 288 Best song to listen to on an acid trip 289 A song that your mother/father likes 290 A song that makes you feel successful 291 A song that makes you discover yourself 292 Favorite re-mix/mash up/creative alteration of a tune/s 293 A favorite song from an album you played over and over and over in high school 294 A song by a band/artist from a foreign country where you have traveled 295 A song by a band/artist from a foreign country where you have not traveled 296 A song by your favorite Canadian band/artist 297 A song by your favorite English band/artist 298 A song by your favorite American band/artist 299 A song by your favorite Western European band/artist 300 A song by your favorite Eastern European band/artist 301 A song by your favorite African band/artist 302 A song by your favorite Asian band/artist 303 A song by your favorite Middle Eastern band/artist 304 A song by your favorite band/artist from the Indian sub-continent 305 A song by your favorite Irish band/artist 306 Your favorite traditional folk song (any folk tradition) 307 Your favorite bluegrass song 308 Your favorite Celtic song 309 A Favorite song from a band/artist that started in a state/province/region where you have lived 310 A Favorite song from a band/artist that started in a state/province/region you would like to live 311 A song by your favorite band/artist from South America 312 A song by your favorite band/artist from Central America 313 A song by your favorite band/artist from the Caribbean 314 A song by your favorite blues artist 315 A song by your favorite world music artist 316 Your favorite song sung entirely or partially in a language foreign to you 317 Your favorite song by a jam band/artist 318 Your favorite psychadelic rock song 319 A song by your favorite "manly man's" artist 320 A song by your favorite "girly girl's" artist 321 A song by your favorite cross-dressing artist 322 Your favorite novelty song (recorded by a non-musician entertainer, parody band, etc.) 323 A song that describes your feelings on a current news item (and what news item) 324 Your favorite protest song (and what does it protest) 325 If you formed a garage band today, the song you would most want your band to learn 326 Calculate (a*b)+c-d+e [where abcde are the digits in your zip code] and choose that song from your iTunes/iPod/mp3 library 327 Choose a number between 1 and 10 and call it "n"; set your iTunes/iPod/mp3 player to shuffle mode and play through until the nth song in your library comes up. What is it? 328 If a=1, b=2....z=26, add up the value of the letters in your name. What song is at that position on your iTunes/iPod/mp3 library? 329 A song you really like and that you have had in your iTunes/iPod/mp3 library for some time but that shows you have never played it on a connected device (shows 0 plays) 330 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter A 331 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter B 332 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter C 333 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter D 334 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter E 335 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter F 336 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter G 337 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter H 338 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter I 339 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter J 340 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter K 341 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter L 342 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter M 343 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter N 344 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter O 345 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter P 346 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter Q 347 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter R 348 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter S 349 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter T 350 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter U 351 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter V 352 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter W 353 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter X 354 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter Y 355 Favorite song by a band/artist that begins with the letter Z 356 A song that would make the girl/guy of your dreams fall in love with you 357 A song that would heal a misunderstanding you have with someone in a strained relationship 358 A song that would help someone you no longer love leave the relationship without pain 359 A song that your parents would not have let you listen to when you were a kid 360 A song that you would be shocked to find your parents listening to 361 A song that you would be shocked to find your children listening to 362 A song by a band/artist you used to dislike but you have come to respect for their talent or hard work 363 A song you recognize as creative and well-written, but you don't really like listening to 364 Another song you wish you had a chance to use on this list (different from Day 287) 365 Your favorite song (it's probably changed since day 1)

[iloveart06]

Control Don’t Slow The Pace Chris Evans x Male Reader

Gif not mine

Warnings: Smut

(Imma being using the lyrics of kiss me more by Doja Cat)

‘Can’t wait, Can’t wait’ Thought Chris as the car pulled over the crowded parking lot. “Chris can you stop fidgeting” Scarlet scolded the Bostonian man. “He has been like this since the morning.” Said Scott. “Of course he has, big baby bear here has a crush on their idol.” RDJ giggled. “Simp Simp Simp” Sebastian exclaimed. The four friends laugh at the frowning bearded men. SO what if he had a small crush on the all beautiful singer M/N M/L/N. He was good singer, great actually, beautiful voice, eyes, hair, face...

Okay so maybe the Bostonian man had a big crush on M/N, I mean who wouldn’t. Chris dashes out the car, waiting for his slow friends to exit the car. “Come on you guys.” He was acting such a child like. “Relax Mister, our sits aren’t gonna go anywhere.” Said Scott. 

Walking in front of his friends, Chris was quickly walking through the crowds of people to get to his seat. The show was going to start soon and his friends were taking forever. “Look at him, he looks a like a happy puppy waggling his tail” RDJ teased. And then The arena goes completely dark when colors of pink and yellow beginning flashing as the young singer runs up the stage. 

Thousands possibly a million of people were screaming and cheering out the young singer’s name at their top of their lungs. Posters, flags and waving arms were all up in the air. M/N smiles and chuckling at the cheers coming from his fans. This was the fourth sold out show of his tour. Excitement ran though his body. With so much energy, he pulls off the mic of it’s stand. “Good Evening Boston!!!” M/N yelled at the top of his lungs. The cheering got louder and crazier

“Marry me M/N” Sebas yelled. Robert along with Scarlet and with Scott began cheering as well, while Chris could only smile widely as he stared to M/N. The younger had a yellow and black plaid cropped jacket with a white turtleneck beige trousers, damn he looked gorgeous. “Hey Chris stop drooling please. He isn’t yours only,” Robert said. Chris chuckles, rolling his eyes. He didn’t pay no mind of the teasing after all this was M/N first concert in Boston and Chris wanted to make it a unforgettable memory. “I love you M/N” Chris shouted through the crowds. What a fangirl...

With the mic near his lips, M/N began singing. “We hug yes we make love and always just say goodnight.” Those soft seductive words sends shivers down the spine of the Bostonian man. Hearts filled his eyes as they follow every move of M/N’s body. His looks, M/N’s features were so god-like. God all of that made Chris’s feet turn into jelly. M/N’s voice keeps up with the lyrics. It was like he were speaking to Chris. 

The young singer scans through the crowd, reading all of the fans poster. One said ‘I missed my sister’s wedding for this.’ Which made M/N snort. But along the way his eyes stop to see a group of 5 friends, who for some reason caught his attention. And that’s when it came into his mind. Robert Downy JR, Scarlet Johansson, Sebastian Stan, Scott Evans and Chris Evans all cheering. Holy shit they were in his concert???, M/N was the biggest fan of marvel and made sure to let people know in Insta. But what got the singer more excited and a bit nervous was the fact that Chris freaking Evans was feet away from him. God damn Chris Evans was in his concert. 

M/N had the biggest crush on the beautiful bearded man. Something in him grew. the urge of getting his attention even though he had it but wanted Chris Evans to realize it were just for him. Fuck it, M/N send a wink towards him in which made the crowd go berserk, thinking it was sent for them. Chris eyes widen, realizing who it was really sent too. With tinting shades of pink written on his face, Chris bites his lip. M/N notices it and smirks. The crowd once again goes crazy. The young singer kept singing but kept the corner of his eye on him. The show went on with M/N and Chris exchanging grins and stares. 

~Hours later~

After the show ended, fans were waiting outside for M/N to come out to sign autographs. “Whatcha got there Chris?” Scott snooped his head next to his brother’s shoulder. Chris pushes away, hiding away the album he wanted signed. “Yea I’m a simp for M/N M/L/N, I’m a big simp for him.” Scott laughs at his brother statement. The Bostonian man was practically hopping up and down in anticipation, waiting for his idol to come out. 

The Crowd began screaming as the doors open up to M/N walking out and waving at his fans. People pull out their phones, cameras and were swinging their autographs towards M/N. The young singer signs them all and chats with his fans something Chris loved about him. So down to earth. But there eyes once again meet. Their surroundings go completely black and it was only them two. “Hi” M/N smiled. The Bostonian could only do the same although he was freaking out in the inside. “I’m your biggest fan” 

“Wow I feel so intimidated that Chris Evans is a fan of me, I’m also a fan of you.” Chuckled M/N. A big smile lightens up on Chris’s face, “I love your work, music everything about you!” ‘‘Thank you really. I love all the character’s you have portrayed in all your movies and I’ve had a crush on you since Not Another Teen movie came out and I still do until now.” M/N confessed. The cheeks of Chris began having a tint of pink, “That’s good to know, I also-” “Oop I’m so sorry looks I have to go now but it was a pleasure meeting you.” M/N waved goodbye to Chris before going his car. “I love you.” Chris yelled enough for M/N to hear. He didn’t even get the album signed but the small conversation was everything to him.

Lowering the car window, M/N blows an air kiss towards the Bostonian man. Chris chuckled dumbfoundedly before Sebas patted him on his back, bringing him back to reality. “Come on big guy time to go.” “Yea sure.” muttered Chris as he watched the car drive off...

M/N car pulled over the hotel where he was staying when another car pull next to him. Five people came out, all laughing and talking. His eyes widen upon realizing who they were. “Holy shit is that M/N M/L/N” Yelled Sebastian “Fuck it really is, Hey Chris come look who it is .” Robert holler . The Bostonian man comes out the car to see his crush standing 5 feet away. “Hello again” M/N waved with a nervous smile. “I’m literally your biggest fan along with Chris who is the biggest simp for-” 

“That doesn’t need to be said Sebastian.” Chris mutters under his breath. “Well it was obvious when he yelled I LOVE YOU to me 30 minutes ago.” Chuckled M/N. “Yep he is a big lover for ya.” Robert ruffled Chris’s hair. “Come on guys don’t embarrass Chris or intimidate M/N” Scarlet said. “He deserves it for telling the story when I shitted my pants.” Scott frowned. “You were a baby to make it far Scott.” Exclaimed Scarlet. “Wow you all seem to have a good strong friendships huh.” The singers said. “Yep and Chris is the heart of it and is the most talkative but isn’t to much at this moment.” Said Robert. “I have an idea, why don’t we all go to the hotels balcony, have some drinks and take the shyness off of Chris?” M/N approached. The five friends looked at each other almost as if they were communicating with telepathy before shrugging and saying yes. M/N and Chris exchanged a small glance before realizing and quickly turning away to hide their blushing faces.

And now M/N found himself drinking and chatting with the cast of marvel. It was really enjoyable, they kept teasing Chris. M/N smiled at every small comment they made about the poor Bostonian actor. It was at the time when his eyes stopped at Chris. Tipping back his beer, Chris locked eyes with the singer. The small fire place illuminated them. M/N’s drunk hazy eyes looked back, scanning the Bostonian actor from toe to head. He looked so fucking hot. The blue shirt Chris wore was pulled back over his head to reveal his chest and chiseled pecs. And there was a smug smirk on is face. Everything was blurry from that point on. All M/N could recall was getting closer to him, being a bit touchy too, walking to the elevator and to his room...

To now, frantic hands pulling off each other’s clothes. Chris lowers M/N into the bed and crashes his lips onto the young singers. Their hands roam each other’s body but god were Chris’s lips so soft. The taste of beer in his tongue was tasty as well the hormones. “Wait wait I don’t take advantage in your state” Chris pulled away earning a groan from M/N. “No no it’s alright don’t go” 

Chris scanned, deciding. But he gotten up anyways, already heading out the room when there’d been a moment when M/N’s hand had gone between his legs. The Bostonian man body had lurched towards him. He’d tipped his head back at the feeling of M/N’s fingers going to the back of his neck and he’d groaned. Once again their lips met. Chris unbuckles his pants and let them fall to the ground. “What’s wrong?” 

M/N’s jaw nearly dropped when he pulled way from the kiss to see Chris standing naked in front of him. The monstrosity was hanging between his legs, standing proudly with arousal. M/N always knew or at least heard that the Bostonian actor had a shape but god damn he was muscular and big too. But what got the most of M/N was the cock, fucking christ Chris Evans was hung. Nothing could have prepared for what he was to witness. Chris’s cock swings between his legs as he approached the singer and getting on top of him. M/N was absolutely dumbstruck. 

“You like big cock huh?” The Bostonian man questioned with a smug grin on his face. He locks hands with M/N, pining them down to the bed. With a slight nod, M/N was speechless and eyes widened. The thick cock had a big red helmet with a slight of pre-cum already dripping down. M/N gotten harder by staring at it. 

Now fully embrace, Chris big hands wrapped around M/N’s ass. The pants of the singer had heavier upon the Bostonian man’s finger prodding his hole as the singer caressed the Bostonian man chest. “Mmm feels like you’ve got a fresh load up there.” Chris purred withdrawing a finger coated. Spreading them apart, they scissor there way in. “What a tight boy pussy you have.” Smirked the Bostonian man. Soft quiet moans escaped out of M/N’s lips upon the thickness of Chris’s finger stretching his walls apart. They go in an out constantly. Chris closed his eyes enjoying the tightness around him. 

The singer whines when they pull away, feeling nothing but the cold breeze until a yelp left his lips. Chris smacked M/N’s ass with both hands before giving them a squeeze. “Never thought I would have made M/N a damn mess.” Chris snickered upon seeing the singer’s red crying face. Licking up the slit, tongue flat against the male singer as he dragged his tongue all the way to M/N’s ass. The singer gaps his mouth open when Chris spits on the ring making him clench. His thumb rubbed over the little hole.

 “Fucking Christ.” M/N throw his head. Teeth were clashing against his leg. Chris kisses and bites before smacking M/N’s ass once more.  A whiney moan escapes the singer’s mouth at the feeling of the thickness pushing itself inside him. “Ready sweetheart.” Chris grasps the singers waist, fucking him down. M/N’s body roughly pushes into the mattress until Chris releases. But it wasn’t for long when his fingers curl around M/N’s elbows. The Bostonian man groans at the tightness around them. “Fuck your tight even after I finger you.” 

All M/N knew was that his hole was very happy. “You feel that?” Chris asked, grinding his cock deeper into the singer. “Shit” Gasped M/N. The Bostonian man let out a satisfied chuckle. “That’s your spot isn’t, can tell by the way your tightening. *Chuckles* Gonna destroy you my little M/N.” 

A bolt of electricity coursed through M/N, working from the depths of his hole to the tip of his cock. This was new, something the singer never experienced but nothing to complain about. Jesus it was incredible. And then Chris begins to thrust. “Fuck Chris fuck me hard.” Screamed M/N. “Oh pretty boy you don’t need to tell me that.” Chris’s hips began to thrust in and out at a mercilessly pace. Each trust grew faster, harder an animalistic way that got the Bostonian man grunting and M/N moaning loud enough for the next door neighbors to hear. 

Their lips crash together, pressing hard when M/N wrapped his arms around Chris’s shoulders pressing him closer to the singer. It was passionate and animalistic. Bodies were covered in sweat, it was hot, sticky. Slick noises along with moans bounced out the walls Chris’s cock was just hitting the right spots.. “Fuck Chris Hnngh it hurts.”  

Chris crotch his head down, biting on M/N’s chest. Which nipple and bite vibrated throughout M/N’s. He forcefully pulls him away to his his gorgeous face. Chris’s face was strained and the veins were popping out. Which tempted M/N to sunk his teeth in. “Fuck yea baby take what you want. I’ve been dreaming about this day.” 

Moans come out of M/N’s lips like a whore when realizing the coil in his stomach was about to crack. Chris felt the singer’s walls pulse around him. He was close. “Fucking Christ your hole is so fucking hungry for my milk.” “Chris I’m gonna cum!” He increased the pace of his thrusts. “Gonna cum for me huh? I can feel it to. Your mine aren’t ya?” 

M/N nodded before screaming Chris’s name as he came harder. “All mine...” With a finally thrust Chris groans, throwing his back as he released his warm seed. The two men hold each other tightly as they convulsed each other.

“God that was amazing.” Muttered the breathless Bostonian actor. M/N was panting with sweat and sticky on Chris’s body. “Yea...that was awesome...” “I have to confess you, I really like you an-” Snores interrupted him and Chris chuckles upon seeing M/N asleep. He looked so beautiful. Placing a soft kiss on his lips, Chris whispers, “I love you.” And turns the lamp lights to cuddle up with his idol.

(Next Morning)

The shining sun illuminated through the windows, hitting M/N’s face. He rubs his eyes, licks his swell lips and gets up-”AH FUCK” Screamed M/N. A great amount of pain hit his back and ass making him fall back to bed. What the fuck happened? He scan the room to see his clothes thrown on each corner. Oh god did I do something stupid?, He thought

Suddenly the doors of the room open to reveal Chris coming in. “Good morning.” A big charming smile spread his lips making M/N blush. “H-hey” The Bostonian man approaches him and sat down next to the singer, “I don’t know if you remembered anything about las-” “I don’t but I have a clue.” Chuckled M/N, “I’m sorry if I made it comfortab-”

“No it’s fine, I liked it as well as I like you.” Those words made his heart jolt. Was Chris Evans saying he liked him. “Oh um I also like you...” A big puppy smile jolted on the Bostonian man’s face. “Wow that’s so great to hear. I uh wish I could stay but my friends are leaving but I will write my number down for you to call anytime.” He places a sticky note down to the table. “My number...Thank you M/N” Chris places a kiss on M/N’s forehead. “See you soon.” Winked the actor before exciting.

An idiotic grin was spread was written on the singer’s face. Looks like he got Chris Evans around his hands...

[solarwonux]

28. “What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

50.  “I’m not going to touch you, we’re in public”

vernon x f!reader

w.c: 1.5k

warnings: fluff, smut, public sex?? kinda, fingering, breast play, orgasm denial if you squint. and minimal editing.

note: hello, I hope you enjoy this one. Thank you so much for reading this and please let me know your thoughts.Just a heads up I’m going on vacation tomorrow so there won’t be an upload tomorrow. So I shall see you all on Monday. 

p.s. send me a prompt for either svt or bts heheheh.xxx

Masterlist || Prompts

No drinking tonight.

At least that’s what you told yourself before stepping foot into your best friend’s house. The minute you walked in, a red solo cup made its way into your hand, soon, one tequila shot turned into two, then three, then four. Until you were standing in front of the tv, toy microphone in your hand as you tried your very best to remember the lyrics to Baby by Justin Bieber.

It was no use, your mind was fuzzy and the words had started to bleed into one another in your head. But you were determined, there was no way in hell you would let Kwon Soonyoung beat you at karaoke, not when he was far drunker than you. At least you still had control of your limbs, he on the other hand could barely keep himself from falling every few seconds.

“If I win you’re going to have to kiss me.” He slurred, pointing his microphone at you.

Disgusted, you furrowed your brows. Newfound determination surging through your alcohol-filled veins. “In your dreams, Hoshi, my lips are staying far away from yours.”

“That’s what you said last time.” He turned his attention to the tv, the countdown displayed. Three, “I hope you moisturized them well enough for me, I don’t want to be kissing the Sahara desert.”

Two, you scoff, “that was one time.” You raise the mic up to your lips, squinting. The brightness of the screen felt like it was burning you blind, but you were motivated to finally beat Soonyoung at his own game.

One, “and it was the worst moment of my life.”

Start, “You know you love me I-”

Vernon steps in front of the tv, arms spread out wide, blocking the disappearing words. “Move Vernon!” You stand on your toes trying to look over his shoulder, his outstretched arms wrap around your shoulders turning you away from the screen. “What the fuck Vernon, I’m going to lose.”

Quietly he takes the mic from your hands handing it to Soonyoung and pushes you out of the living room, “You need to sober up.” He whispers ledding you out of the house and into the backyard.

You huff, crossing your arms in front of you and stomping your feet. This is the main reason why you didn’t want to drink. You always turned into a whining, overly, competitive, overly emotional child, and Vernon was always stuck taking care of you. As much as it annoyed him, to nurse you every time it happened. He would never complain, he found it amusing and adorable.

“I’m not that drunk.” You whisper, looking down at your feet, ashamed, toeing with the clean-cut grass underneath you.

Vernon chuckles and grabs your arm, leading you slowly to the porch swing facing away from the house where the two of spent the first thirty minutes of the party making out. Hidden away from everyone. “You were about to kiss Soonyoung, you are very much drunk.” He puts his hands on your shoulders, guiding you to sit down, while you complain.

He crouches down in front of you, placing a water bottle and some painkillers in your hand. “Drink.”

“I wasn’t going to.” You uncap the water bottle and throw your head back downing the pills quickly. “I was going to win.” You say, then taking another swing of water, chugging it like you haven’t had anything to drink in years.

Vernon smiles, putting his hand at the end of the bottle, “Alright slow down, water is not what I want you to choke on.” He smirks. Your eyes grow wide, and before you could stop it, you were spitting water in his face.

“Vern, oh my god, I’m sorry.” You put the bottle down and look around for something to dry his face, while he threw his head back laughing. “You can’t say things like that.” You groan, covering your face with your hands, embarrassed.

Laughing, he moves your hands from your face, his lips close to yours. “Why not, no ones around? I don’t have to watch my mouth when it’s just us.”

You turn your head sucking in a breath. Though your head still felt fuzzy you weren’t as drunk anymore. His words and piercing stare were enough to sober you up, at least enough to feel how wet you were between your legs. 

He places his hand on the back of your neck, his breath hits your lips. “What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?” He kisses you lightly. His lips barely molding into yours, knowing it would leave you wanting more.

“N-Nothing,” you wrap your arms around his neck, attempting to bring him closer. He resists, resting his hands on your waist and tilting his head curiously, his thumb playing with the hem of your crop top.

“If you tell me I’ll forgive you for ever wanting to kiss Soonyoung.”

“I wasn’t going to kiss him, I was going to win!” You pout.

He leans in, “We both know that’s not true, you can barely do simple math when drunk.” His lips were so close you could lick them if you were to stick out your tongue. As much as you wanted to, you pushed down the idea, knowing that Vernon wouldn’t be happy if you did.

“I can barely do simple math when I’m sober, your argument is invalid.” Cheekily you pluck his beanie from his head, throwing it aside. “Now please touch me.” You say, running your hands through his hair, swiping your tongue slowly over your lips.

He stands up from his crouching position and sits down next to you. “I’m not going to touch, we’re in public.” He snakes an arm around your shoulder, tugging you close to the side of his body. “Now don’t make a sound, unless you want me to punish you here where someone can see if they were to just walk over.” He moves your leg, putting it over his lap.

You rest your head on top of his shoulder, “fuck, okay, I need you, please.”

“Patience my good girl.” He smiles kissing the top of your head. “Now open your legs a little more for me.” You oblige, sitting up a little straighter, while his hand travels down your body, sneaking its way inside your shirt and cupping your boob. You let out a low whine when he pinches your nipple through the lace of your thin bra.

A few times during the night he could see your nipples peeking through, making his mouth water. He had slapped Wonwoo a few times up the head for staring, sending him a warning glare that made Wonwoo shake his head in disbelief. He had to control himself from pulling you into one of the vacant rooms and taking you against the door so everyone could hear how good he made you feel. “What do you want me to do?” He pulled on your nipple once more, distracting you from the way he toyed with the button of your jeans.

“Your fingers, please fuck me with your fingers.” You whisper, taking the initiative to unbutton your jeans for him. “Please, you didn’t let me cum earlier, I need it.”

Vernon chuckled, “Who says you will now?” He pulls down your zipper, his hand finding its way inside your panties.

You look up at him pouting, “I’ve been good, please.”

He drags his fingers over your slit, groaning at how wet you were already. Sometimes it amazed him how easily he could turn you on. All he had to do was look at you a certain way and say something out of pocket to have you dripping for him. He loved the way your body reacted to him, the way your pussy took his fingers, mouth, and cock. It felt like heaven to him and he could never get enough.

“We will see, now kiss me.” He squeezes your boob and presses two of his finger over your clit. Without hesitation, you capture his lips with yours in a needy kiss. A low groan escaping him, dying against your lips.

He begins to slowly rub small figure eights over your swollen bud, building you up. You moan against his lips, hot tongues meshing together, teeth clattering in hot feverish need. You start lifting your hips into his hand, wishing he would just give you more.

Finally, Vernon inserts a finger inside of you and moves it with slow precision. You pull his head closer, tugging on the roots of his hair, whimpering against him. It felt so fucking good, you never wanted this moment to end.

He breaks the kiss, placing a soft one against your temple, releasing his grip on your boob. He smiles at you, pushing your head gently, laying it down against his shoulder. “Does it feel good?” He kisses your head, inserting another finger inside of you, stretching you out.

“Mhm, s’good.” You close your eyes in pleasure.

“Good, you’re amazing for me angel.” Vernon picks up the pace of his fingers, planting his feet on the ground, causing the porch swing to move underneath the two of you. It was driving you insane how innocent the two of you looked from inside the house. How unsuspecting everything he was doing to you looked. It excited you and it only made you want to come undone even more.

Vernon kept his ministrations, doubling his speed, while his thumb played with your clit. The added pleasure made you lift your hips, chasing his palm. He snickered, “are you close?” He says pressing his fingers into your g-spot, humming with approval when he felt you clench around him.

You nod, “yes, don’t, fuck, don’t stop please.” You plead, burying your face into his shoulder, biting his shirt to keep your moans from spilling out. The pleasure was building up faster than you could keep up. The knot in the pit of your stomach threatening to break from how fast he was fucking you with his fingers.

“Cum around my fingers angel. I want to feel how tight you get for me.” He whispers in your ear, pushing into your harder and faster than before, while cradling your head, soothing his fingers into your scalp. The contrast was driving you crazy, acting like the caring boyfriend out in the open. Instead of the one that had you begging on your knees for his cock behind closed doors.

“I-I’m cumming.” you whimper, biting down into his skin, you let your orgasm blissfully wash over, squeezing your pussy hard around his digits.

He hummed helping you ride out your high until he could feel your body twitch from the sensitivity. You were breathing hard, watching as he took his fingers out and placed them in his mouth. Sensually lapping up your release looking deeply into your eyes. If it weren’t for the fact that you were outdoors you would’ve gotten down on your knees in front of him to suck him dry.

“Are you sober now?” He does up the button of your jeans, kissing your nose gently.

“I can’t believe you just made me cum in my pants.” You shake your head, pulling him into a hug. “I was never that drunk.”

“I know, but now I get an excuse to keep your underwear.” He winks at you and stands up, extending his arms for you to take. “But now I need you to get out your acting chops so I can take you back upstairs and to bed.”

You smile wickedly and nod, lacing your fingers in his, letting him pull you up. “I’ll even add in the tears for free.”

“You’re an anomaly angel.”

“It’s what keeps you coming back for me.”

[introvert--weeb]

BROKEN TOY

Hanma X f!reader (angst)

TW: mentions of blood, violence, death

Lyrics from Broken Glass by Three Days Grace

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We march the streets at night

Looking for a thrill, looking for a fight

It was the first day of the rest of our lives

We work fast, never gonna die

Riding up the highway, forty-five

We didn’t know it couldn’t go on forever

You were both young when you had met Hanma. He was the older kid you often found yourself following, completely in awe of him. You were like a lost puppy, excited to just simply be there and getting attention. After all, you had hardly any at home due to your parents' busy lives and being an only child. So Hanma was your hero, someone you admired above all others, someone you had fallen head over heels for.

As you both got older, you would follow him in his pursuit for chaos. Shoplifting? You happily hid the items under your jacket. Assault? They must have deserved it, after all your Hanma wouldn't lash out unless provoked. Murder? If it came to that point, you would hand yourself over in his place.

Over time, you became just as crazy as he was. You actively provoked others to start a conflict. Sure you didn't win most of the time, left slumped over with blood dripping from your nose and mouth, but when Hanma would extend his hand to help you up again, it all became worth it.

There was one time you remembered that you had stolen a high schooler's bike to simply joyride with the boy. You were mad for him and because of him. Laughter rang out in the night air as you sped down the roads, Hanma behind you with a huge grin on his face. He knew you would be fun to keep around. All he had to do was whisper a few sweet nothings to you and you were willing to do anything to please him.

These antics were quickly a nightly occurrence and you had both made a name for yourselves in the delinquent world. The Shinigami. You couldn't help but feel the name suited him so well. A God of Death, someone who is unable to die. After all, this would last forever.

We fought to rule the world

Not knowing just how fragile we really were

Like it was the first day of the rest of our lives

Then the bricks began to fall

And we can see the cracks along the wall

We didn’t know it couldn’t go on forever

You watched as Hanma had become one of Kisaki's pawns, a mixture of feelings swirling your mind. Anger at how this boy thought he could use your precious Hanma in that way; Jealousy at how invested your love had become with the new boy; and Joy as he spoke about how you both would rule Japan as the top dogs alongside Kisaki. Just as long as you followed what he said and fought whoever he told you to.

Nights were spent together, you listening to the lanky male about all the things Kisaki had planned. How he would act as the head of Mobieus to take down Toman. The fight that would take place between the gangs on Halloween.

You simply listened. You loved the way his face lit up when he had found something fun to be part of. You wished he would look like that when he was talking about you, excited that you were there. After all the things you had been through together, he didn't speak of you like he did Kisaki. That was when you realised it. As heartbreaking as it was, you were simply a broken toy that Hanma had taken with him. Not as good as the new shiny toys that turned up but kept around for familiarity.

Pushing that thought to the back of your mind, you just went along with the taller male. After all, he was all you had and you were too far gone to turn back. Maybe he did love you in his crazy way, keeping you around because he cared about you. You clung to that hope, your heart fluttering as you convinced yourself it was true.

It would soon be back to the way it was before, you were sure of it. You and him, causing chaos together forever. He was your love, and they said love is forever, right?

We believe that we can go on forever

Bloody Halloween had arrived and you were fighting to keep your precious Hanma safe. As long as he was OK, you would take out the entirety of Toman single handedly if it came down to that. Love makes you do ridiculous things after all.

All of it was following Kisaki's plan. There was just one thing neither you nor Hanma had known would happen. Kisaki had seen you as a distraction where having a useful pawn was concerned. After all, how could he make sure Hanma was 100% behind him and his plan when you were there to remind him of the fun he had running solo? The answer was he couldn't. And so you had to be taken out of the picture. Permenantly.

Knocking away another Toman member, you tried to suck in as much air as possible into your lungs. You were quickly running out of steam and your muscles were screaming for a rest. However, you had to keep Hanma safe and so you dug deep to gather that small amount of energy your body had left. Ready to take on the next person, you were suddenly frozen to the spot.

Behind you, a member of Valhalla, on Kisaki's orders, had plunged a knife through the back of your neck. The blade penetrated the skin easily, puncturing your esophagus. You couldn't breathe. You were drowning in your own blood.

Hanma had witnessed what had happened, the scene playing out in slow motion. Why would someone from his gang do that? Did Kisaki know about this? Would you be OK? He was surprised at the overload of concern he was being suffocated with. It almost felt like the world stopped but he was sure the brawl was still happening.

He didn't love you. He knew that you were simply someone that followed him around, hung off every word that left his lips. So why did he feel his heart breaking... Why was there anger at the boy holding the knife? Hanma couldn't make sense of anything anymore. The only one supposed to die was Baji. Not you.

Your eyes had caught sight of Hanma, noting how he seemed to be staring right back at you. He would be fine, you knew that much. You felt the warmth of your blood dripping from your mouth and the wound, you could feel how the blade was pulled out harshly. Forcing your lips into a soft smile towards the one you love, your body fell forward and faceplanted on the ground.

This was never meant to last forever. No matter how much you wanted it to, you were bound to part from Hanma one way or another. After all, you were simply a broken toy he had picked up along the way.

[glytchfic]

We started as a spark. PART 2.

David Dastmalchian x Fem!Reader

Bonjour! There goes Part 2, it’s a bit longer than Part 1. Look, i was truly inspired, okay? Anyway, i’m letting you guys decide which Tom is it, it’s up to you - wink wink -. And I’ve decided to change the name of the story, it’s still from the same song but i thought it was more fitting. 

Special thanks to everyone who’s reading me, i really appreciate it. Comments, complaints, the usual!

PS: Since i’m pretty new to the whole Tumblr thing, can anyone explain to me how am i suppose to do a ‘read more’ option on my post so people who doesn’t want to read it don’t have to scroll for so long? lol, i feel stupidddddd.

Enjoy!

Rating: 18+

Warnings: slow burn, foul language, flirting, sexual tension, drinking, brief mention of marital problems. 

Inspired by the song False Alarm by Matoma and Becky Hills.

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‘How about this one?’

‘You are not gonna get laid in this one, trust me.’ my friend tells me.

‘What if, and it might sound totally crazy, I don’t wanna get laid?’ I say, amused.

‘At a wedding? Bullshit.’  

I laugh a bit and go back to my cabin to change again. I look at all the possibilities in front of me, pink puffy dress, green silk dress and a white dress. I scowl looking at the white dress. As if I would wear that to someone else’s wedding. I draw the curtains of the cabin, only in my underwear, and look at Alica.

‘I’m desperate. For the love of God, find me something.’ I whine.

‘Why do you care so much about this wedding anyway?’ she says as she browses through a bunch of dresses behind her.

‘David will be there.’

‘The guy who looks like a serial killer?’

‘He does not -’ I begin, walking towards her, ‘he’s a sweet guy.’  

‘And he’s married.’ she states.

‘Yes, he is.’ I mutter.

After a long silence, she gently slaps me on my arm, ‘Oh my god! Are you serious? I thought you didn’t sleep with married men!’

‘I don’t!’ I defend myself, ‘I just – I don’t know. I wanna be smoking hot at Sean’s wedding and the fact that David is there might or might not have a direct link to my desperate search for the perfect dress. We might never know.’ I say with a bit of sarcasm.

‘Sweetie,’ she puts her hands on my shoulders, ‘I’m sure he’s a fantastic guy, but don’t get too hyped about him. You’re gonna get yourself hurt.’ she says in a gentle tone.

‘I -’ I stammer, ‘Look, it’s just a dumb crush. I’ll be over it after a new one-night stand.’

‘Are you sure?’ she questions me.

‘Sure. I mean, yeah, I’d climb this guy like a fucking tree -’

‘You’re unbelievable.’ she cuts me off.

‘Buuuuuut -’ I motion to her to let me finish, ‘I can’t, and I won’t. I honestly think David and I can be good friends. Whether you believe me or not, I really do think that.’ I reassure her.

‘I do believe you, but please, just be careful. I’m telling you this because I care about you.’ she says while putting a strand of my hair behind my ear.  

‘I know and if you were in my shoes, I would be telling you the same thing.’ I smile at her.

‘I know.’ she smiles back.

I hesitate a few seconds, ‘So anyway, as I was saying: like a fucking tree -’ I joke and start laughing.

‘Oh my god!’ she throws a black dress at my face, ‘go try this one. Hopefully, it’ll help you get some.’

_

Car keys in hands, I lock my car and walk toward the ceremony. I put my keys in my purse and see I have a text message from Alica wishing me good luck for the evening and all. I text back a simple ‘Thanks, love you xx’ and I put in back in my purse. I stop in front of the door, and I observe my surroundings. I see a few faces I recognize, and they wave at me. I wave back and smile at them. This event won’t be that bad. I’ll probably run into lots of people I know – from the industry – that I haven’t seen in a long time. Good opportunity to catch up.

‘Wow! You look beautiful!’

I hear a familiar voice and turn around. I see Daniela – Melchior, aka Ratcatcher 2 – trotting towards me. She opens her arms; I do the same and we hug each other more tightly than I thought we would. I really do enjoy Daniela’s presence, but she lives in Portugal and only come to the USA from time to time for the pre-production of the film so I haven’t had the chance to get to know her as much as I would have liked.

‘I didn’t think you would be here!’ I say, surprised.

‘Me neither, but James convinced Warner Bros to pay for my plane ticket and told them it was work related.’ she says, excited.

I laugh, ‘Of course he did that.’

I’ve known James for years and I would’ve been surprised if he hadn’t arranged for Daniela to be here for his brother’s wedding. James is always like that; he wants to create a sense of family with his crew, and no one is left behind.  

‘I’m so nervous.’ Daniela says quietly.

‘How come?’

‘I don’t know anyone here except for the Suicide Squad gang.’ she muttered, looking down.

‘Hey, gotta start somewhere, right?’ I gently put my hand under her chin, and I slowly raise her head. ‘don’t worry about anything, we got you.’ I wink at her, and a beautiful smile appears on her face.

‘Thanks.’

Daniela is, by far, the youngest of the group. She’s barely 23 years old, she’s from Portugal, English is not her first language, and The Suicide Squad is her first big international role. I remember the first time I saw her, she looked so intimidated being surrounded by all of us, but she’s learning so fast and I can’t wait to see what she’ll give us once we’re on set.

‘Let’s go, it’ll probably starts soon.’ I wrap a protective arm around her, and we walk through the front door.

_

‘I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!’ the priest exclaims.

Sean grabs Nathasha – now officially his wife – by her waist and they kiss each other passionately. Everyone stands up and applauds to congratulate the newly married couple. Daniela grabs my arm, all excited by Sean and Nathasha walking down the aisle. I look at them, a huge smile on my face, and something – someone – caught my attention in the background.

‘What are you looking at?’ Daniela questions me, ‘hey look, David is over there!’ she says pointing in his direction.

Oh, poor child, if only you knew. Everyone starts following the married couple down the aisle and Daniela gently grabs my hand so we can’t get separated. Walking through this crown of Sean and Nathasha’s friends, Daniela and I find the exit and get there just in time to see the newly married couple leaving the place to go to the reception. I smile as I look at the car disappearing from my sight, I turn around towards Daniela and I freeze, my smile slowly fading away.

‘What’s the matter?’ Daniela asks, worried.

She follows my gaze and sees what I was looking at. David walking towards us, hand in hand with his – I assume – his wife. He waves at us and Daniela waves back at him while I’m still not moving. This shouldn’t be a surprise really. It makes perfect sense that he’s at a wedding ceremony with his wife and – fucking hell – she's pretty.

‘Hi, I’m Evelyn!’ she says with enthusiasm.

And she seems so nice. And has a good vibe. And they look like a great couple. And – fuck – I feel horrible for all the thoughts I’ve had – and still have – about her husband in the last two months. Daniela, still holding my hand, looks between me and her a few times and squeezes my hand a bit as if she was comforting me. I can hear them make small talk about the wedding and all, but I’m not paying attention. I see David trying to catch my gaze, but every time I either look at Daniela or his wife. I feel like such a spoiled brat, I shouldn’t be affected that much by this. I don’t want to marry him goddamn it, I just wanna – but I won’t - have sex with him. It’s just an attraction. A deep, intense and consuming attraction, but still an attraction, nonetheless. Why am I like this?  

‘Are you okay?’ Daniela asks, still worried.

I don’t answer as I look David and his wife walking towards their car, probably on their way to the ceremony. Daniela put her other hand on my back and hugs me a little.

‘I know what it feels like.’ she simply whispers close to my ear.

‘What do you mean?’ I mutter, getting back to reality.

‘I have been there before. It will be fine, trust me.’ she hugs me a bit tighter.

I turn my head towards her, and she gives me a warm smile.

‘Is it really that obvious?’

She laughs, ‘Come on, we have to go.’

Fuck, she knows.

_

Drink in hand, I’m on the dance floor with Daniela and we’re giving everything we have. Screaming the lyrics to the Icona Pop song ‘All Night’, she takes my free hand, and we start spinning, laughing and stumbling around. The last note of the song echoed on the dance floor, and I look at Daniela, out of breath.

‘How long have we been here? Jesus.’ I say catching my breath.

‘Long enough for this guy at the bar to completely undress you with his eyes.’ she subtly points me the direction with her chin.

I turn around to see the handsome stranger and I chuckle a bit. It’s no stranger, I know this guy. I look at Daniela as I finish my drink, I put it on the table next to us and I wink at her before leaving.

‘Hey Tom.’ I say seductively.  

‘Good evening, gorgeous.’ He flirts back in his English accent.  

Tom and I aren’t at our first ride together. We have history together, nothing serious really, but we do appreciate each other a lot. And he’s a good fuck, there I said it. For what feels like hours – who knows how long – we catch up, flirt, have a few drinks, hands wandering here and there. I feel myself getting more and more tipsy as the minute goes by. As Tom was whispering sweet nothings in my ear, something else caught my attention a bit far away. David and his wife, talking. They both move their hands a lot. Oh. I’m an idiot. They’re arguing. Not the ‘imma-scream-and-make-a-scene’ type of argument, but you can clearly see something is going on. After a few minutes, they both seem to have calm down. David put his hand on Evelyn’s hips and tries to kiss her, but she turns her head away, kissing her cheek instead. She gives him a weak smile and leaves. David sighs, rubs his forehead and walks towards the bar.

‘Tom, could you give me a moment, please? I think my friend’s not feeling good.’ I say, worried.

‘Of course, darling.’  

I get up and finally realize that I’m a bit more drunk that I thought I was, but nothing too crazy. I’ve seen worse, way much worse. I stabilize myself and walk towards the other bar where David was sitting all by himself, leaning his forehead against the palm of his left hand as the other was mindlessly scrolling on his phone.  

‘What is a handsome place like this doing in a man like you?’ I say, thinking I’m incredibly funny.

He turns around to look at me, a weak smile on his lips.

‘That was dumb as fuck, I’m sorry. Can -’ I sit down next to him, ‘can I buy you a drink or something?’

‘That’s very nice of you, but I don’t drink.’ He simply says.

‘Oh.’

I look around, a bit awkward. Even though there’s loud music playing permanently, it feels like there’s a heavy silence between us. I decide to stay right next to him and I start scrolling on my phone too.

‘You don’t have to do this, you know.’ He mutters.

‘Oh, I insist! S’cuse me, sir -’ the barman turns towards me, ‘can I have two glasses of water pretty please?’ the barman nods.

‘You’re unstoppable, aren’t you?’ Another weak smile appears on his lips.

‘Always. So -’ the barman puts down the glasses in front of us, ‘you wanna talk about it?’ I risk myself.

‘Not really, actually.’ He sighs.

‘It’s perfectly fine! So, hmm, ah yes! I watched this horror movie the other day, I’m sure you would have love it! There’s this girl, y’know? She slept with a guy she went on a movie date with. After their sexy time this asshole fucking drugs her with – what's it called – that liquid they use on washcloths in movie to make people fall asleep and kidnap them?’

‘Chloroform.’ He chuckles.

‘This! Yes! So anyway, she falls asleep and when she wakes up, she’s tied up on a chair! And then there’s this weird looking naked woman walking towards the girl and turns out this woman is actually a ghost now chasing the girl and the guy slept with her because you can pass this ghost curse through sex. Can you fucking believe that?’

‘I cannot believe it.’ He says, clearly amused.

‘Does it make sense? Should I stop? Sorry, I’ve been drinking tonight.’ I say, a bit embarrassed.

‘No, no! Please, tell me more.’

And I keep babbling about the movie It Follows and as I go, I realize that most of the things I say don’t make any sense at all, but as long as David keeps smiling and laughing, I’ll just keep going. At one point of the story, he bursts out laughing which makes me smile so much that my jaw is almost hurting.  

‘There it is. That smile.’ I simply say.

Hu blushes, ‘Thanks.’

We look at each other for a few seconds and I motion him to drink water, which he does. I do the same and I almost choke on my water when I hear ‘Dance With Me Tonight’ by Olly Murs starts playing. I put down my glass and take David by the arm with enthusiasm.  

‘That’s my song, come on David!’ I pull on his arm.

He laughs and I can feel him letting himself go. He follows me on the dance floor, and I start dancing, encouraging him. He looks around, with a small smile on his lips and he looks back at me, rubbing his neck with his hand. I reach out to him, and he grabs my hands. Laughing and moving around, we can’t stop looking at each other as we’re having the time of our life. I suddenly stop when I feel a hand – not David’s - on my shoulder.

‘I was looking everywhere for you, darling.’ he says slipping his hand down my back, ‘I’m Tom.’ he stares at my partner.

‘David.’ he simply answers.

‘I’m going back to my place, darling. Care to join me?’ he gets closer to me.

Still holding David’s hand, I look between him and Tom, unsure of myself. I glance at David who gives me a reassuring smile. I know he wouldn’t be mad at me. I mean, I do wanna get laid. But.

‘Sorry, Tom. I’m staying.’ I say confidently as I feel David’s hands gently squeezing mine.

‘Oh, I see.’ he bends towards me and kiss me on the temple, ‘call me, okay?’

I nod and watch him leave the place. I exhale deeply and turn back towards David who has a cheeky smile on his face. He rubs my hand a little bit with his thumbs, and he laughs.

‘Did I just cock-blocked you?’

‘I think you did.’ I laugh back.

He hesitates, ‘It’s not too late if you want to join him.’ he says looking in the direction Tom left.

‘No! I -’ I cut him off, ‘I’d rather stay here.’ I say under my breath.

He smiles, ‘Where were we?’ he starts dancing again.

_

Quoting our favorite movies, David and I are walking down my street. I would be lying if I said I was still drunk, I’m not. I haven’t had a drink since I went to see David at the bar, but I don’t feel like I need the effect of alcohol to enjoy myself right at this moment.  

‘You didn’t have to walk me home, y’know?’ I shiver.

‘I know, but I wanted to.’ hey says as he wraps his jacket around my shoulders.

I blush and look down at my feet. We walk down the rest of the street in a comfortable silence and I’m here, wondering what would happen next if he wasn’t married. I push those thoughts away as I see my apartment complex in front of me.

‘Home sweet home.’ I sigh, not wanting this night to ever end.

‘Home sweet home, indeed.’ he replies, ‘look,’ he hesitates a few seconds, ‘thank you for tonight. I truly mean it.’ he says with a warm smile.

I feel my heart beating faster, ‘Anything for you, David.’

He looks down, bites his lips and looks back at me, ‘I forgot to tell you,’ he gets closer, ‘you looked lovely tonight.’ he gently takes back his jacket from my shoulders.

I catch my breath, ‘Thanks.’

‘Sweet dreams.’ he whispers.

‘Good night.’ I whisper back and he smiles.

He turns around and starts walking again. I look at him for a few seconds before I enter my apartment complex with a sigh of – I don’t know – frustration or relief, I wouldn’t be able to say which one.

‘Are you okay, miss?’ Alexander, the night shift lobbyist, asks me.  

‘Yes, I’m fine.’  

No, Alexander, I’m not fine. My core is throbbing, my heart is racing, and I can’t remember the last time I’ve been this fucking horny.  

[agustdowney]

Min Yoongi - SFW Alphabet List

Warnings: suggestive content in some moments, but no smut!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Yoongi is a little shy at first. He would be without knowing how to exactly deal with all the touching and caressing things in the start of your relationship, but after a couple months he would be very affectionate. Drawing circles in your thighs, hug you from behind while you are doing something like cooking, are his ways to show affection. Kissing your temple is his favorite PDA, and he loves holding your hands and kissing your fingers after you caress his face from a make out session.

Also, he does anything you want. Need a massage on your feet? He got it. Want to do pancakes but don’t have the ingredients? He buys everything and cooks. You are super busy with work? He doesn’t mind sitting with you and asking what he can help with. If you are sad, he holds you close and, if you ask to, he plays your favorite song on the piano just to make you happier.

Min Yoongi is the most attentive person you could ever ask for.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Definitely a pain in the ass (the kind of good one). He can be very annoying when he wants to. He drives you crazy with snarky and sarcastic comments, though you laugh most of the time. Yoongi is your biggest company to go to concerts, he gets all excited and is the cutest thing ever! Your car rides are full of rap songs and you messing with the lyrics, and he tries high notes out of his reach when you turn to some melodramatic music.

Your friendship started in a park in Seoul. You would be both with your cameras, photographing the view, you wanted to have your own picture with the landscape and why don’t ask the stranger on your side? After that, you started talking and decided to go for an ice cream, exchanged numbers and a friendship arose from there.

Oh, he was definitely your favorite model to photograph!

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He is a baby, let's be honest. He loves when he is doing nothing but laying on the bed and you come from behind, big spooning him and peppering his neck with kisses. He is an ordinary sleeper, and prefers when you sleep on his chest so he can sleep on his back while tracing patterns on your sides. He also loves to lean into you on the couch and sleeps on your arms or lap with you caressing his scalp while you are watching a movie or reading a book. He just wants to be safe with you so he can have a good nap.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Yes! He loves the idea of getting home after a long and exhausting day, and finding you at home. Waking up and the first view of his day being you. Hell, he would do anything to sleep with you every single night of his life.

You started living together after two years of dating and Yoongi is very clean. You can say that he is even metodic about organization. He loves cooking, which he does very well, and always that he has some free time, you can expect to get at home and find homemade dinner for you, cooked by your boyfriend.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would be straight to the point. We all know Yoongi is very direct about words! Though, he would choose his words carefully to try to ease your pain.

Now, if you cheated on him or did something that hurted him, then he would just tell you to go away and ignore you for the rest of his life. Indifference is the key.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He loves the idea of marrying you and having little ‘yous’ running around the house. Though, he also believes that marrying a small time after dating is not the best.

He would definitely wait for his life to calm down, mainly wait for the military stuff to pass before marrying you so he can take a long time off of traveling and all his busy schedule so you can start your family together. He wants to be on your side at all moments while raising your child(ren).

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Min Yoongi is very much observant. He knows how to read you like a book and understands all the “between the lines”. He gives you a lot of emotional support. He knows how it is to feel alone and how it is to be with a heavy mind, so he helps you with all the caring and loving you deserve.

Physically speaking, Yoon is so careful! He touches and holds you as if you were some expensive porcelain. Always afraid to touch you in a way you don’t like. He is the sweetest.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Yoongi is not a hugs person, but when it comes to you, he is a Teddy Bear. He can’t see you passing through him and he is opening his arms so you can be cocooned by him. His hugs are soft and warm, not too tight but not too loose. He hugs you in the right way, supporting his chin on your head and kissing here and there. He loves to circle your waist with one of his arms and caress the hair of your nape with his other hand, pulling your hair a little and massaging your scalp.

When he wants a hug, he loves to put his head on the croon of your neck and circle your waist very tight so he can feel your chest on his. Also, he loves when he is in the studio, composing something and you come to see him and settle in the middle of his legs so he can hug your waist and hide his face on your breasts, enjoying the sound of your heartbeat while you run your fingers through his hair.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He is more closed when we talk about feelings, so he waits for you to say the L word first. He is also the kind of person that just says it when they REALLY mean it. After he tells you he loves you for the first time, he says it more often but not every time.

Sometimes when you are excitedly talking about something you love, he stares at you with the most admiring eyes and you can’t help but get flustered and ask what’s wrong, and he just opens that beautiful smile and blurts out an “I love you”. He shows his love more through action, but he loves to say the L-word in sudden moments and leave you sheepish.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Yoongi is very trusty about himself. He knows how to drive you crazy (in all kinds of ways) and knows your body in the back of his hand, so he doesn’t get jealous very often. When he does, he can be very territorial and is always holding you close, massaging your thighs under the table if you are in public, kissing your cheek and rubbing his nose on your neck. If you are talking to someone and he is jealous about it, he will come from behind and circle your waist on his arms and let you (and the other person) be very aware of his presence.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Usually, his kisses are slow and passionate. He likes to spend minutes kissing you, passing his hand through your body. He loves kissing your neck and behind your ear, but his favorite (sexually speaking) place to kiss you is on your inner thighs because you get all sensitive and try to close your legs around his head. He knows that kissing you there drives you insane.

Affectionately, he loves kissing your temple, forehead and nose. He loves when you kiss him on his neck, and when you walk with hands tied, he almost melts when you kiss his knuckles.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He is the sweetest. He loves playing with kids and teaching them about music stuff. He is definitely the best in supporting children at their dreams after they tell him their biggest goals. He is a softie!

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Yoongi loves doing nothing in his free time, so if your day schedule is clean, he will definitely hold you in bed for a long time, cuddling and talking about some deep thoughts. Sometimes you make out and even go ahead with deeper actions.

He will procrastinate the most he can before getting up with you, take a shower together and go for brunch, and when you come back home, he will have you in bed again.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

When he is tired, he just takes a nap on your lap after dinner while you do whatever you want to. However, when his energy is up, you both watch something on television. On weekends you always drink some wine together and even cook, and talk about your days. In bed he likes to spoil you, massaging your back, feet and even hands after a good shower together, so you can have a good night of sleep.

Sometimes you both go to some park or rooftop and watch the moon, listening to some soft music you like, or just dance around in the kitchen after trying a new recipe that went (very) wrong. When you are both energetic, you go out for dinner alone or to some pub with your friends.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He is an introvert, so you can expect him to speak very rarely about himself. Though, after he realizes he can trust you he will be more open, he will still try to not bother you with his problems. So, every time you see that he is off, you let him know that whenever he is ready to talk, you will be there to listen.

About ordinary things, he will excitedly tell you about stuff he loves after a couple months together, but very slowly. He does not bombard you with a lot of information. He is the kind of person that, when in a specific situation, you will notice something about him and then he will talk about it.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Have you seen that guy with the members? He is a saint when we talk about patience. You need to do something very much stupid or serious to let him angry. Yoongi is very collected, something you love, and you can annoy him very much and he will remain calm. Even when you are fighting, he just answers that will wait for you to calm down so you can talk, because he hates heated situations.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He is a detail oriented person, so he makes sure to remember all the important things you say so, when he wants to spoil you, he can do it very much well. Sometimes he lets some stuff you say pass, usually when he is in a hurry with his busy schedule or when he is more stressed. But most part of the time, he knows you in the back of his hand and always observes you like a hawk.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite memory is the first trip you went together. It was to Amsterdam and you were always riding a bike, doing picnics and visiting museums. He will always remember being gawked at by your smartness about art and he loved when you spoke english with other people. There was one day in your trip that you both went to a pub and after coming back you enjoyed a bathtub shower together, drinking champagne and making out. It was in that moment, with you in his arms, that he decided to never let you go.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is very much protective. Yoongi always lets you know that you can tell him whatever you need/want. When your mental health is on the edge he is there to hold you close and get through your bad time with you. He knows how to make you feel safe.

When you go for a walk during the night, he keeps you close to his body, arms circling you protectively and always making sure that you are in a safe area. When you are scared of anything, even stupid stuff, and he is not around, you text him and seconds later he is calling you and speaking with you until you are out of the situation or until you calms down.

He likes to be protected by hugging you. Your heartbeat calms him down, so you embrace him in your arms and hold his head on your chest so he can listen to your heart. When he is having a hard time, he always asks for you, so you can cuddle and talk. He trusts you more than anyone, and knows that talking to you will make things better.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He is so attentive in everything he does. Always doing things carefully and planning even the smallest details. He loves composing songs for you on your birthday and anniversaries. Gifts? He spoils the hell out of you, even after you being mad and telling him to not exaggerate, but he is stubborn and knows that, deep in your heart, you love all the gift mess he makes around your room.

On everyday tasks, he makes sure to listen very well to what you say that he has to do and how to do, so he can do it very well and don’t piss you off. When you are on your period, he is so gentle that you almost melt. He cooks for you, buys every single thing you need, he even knows what tampons you like and which type you use!

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

When he comes home after travelling he takes some time to undo his packing and it drives you mad! Also, besides being metodic about organization, when he cooks, he makes a mess and it annoys you to hell, and his washed dishes are not the best cleaned, so you have to make sure to clean the kitchen after you finish eating.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Because of the whole idol thing, he gets concerned with his face and body in public. But, alone with you, he is calmer about it, which you are very relieved about! Though, you are always doing skincare and haircare together, going to the gym and having massaging sessions set up.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He is very attached to you. Besides being independent and being able to move on with his life, he would suffer in silence with the longing.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He loves massaging your boobs when you are on your period and, on Sundays, he loves that you and the boys have lunch together. His favorite time of the week is when you both decide what to cook together to take to the dorm so you can have your ‘’family’’ moment.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He can’t deal with people that don’t respect his moments alone. He loves having his time for himself so he can think, work or just do nothing. Is very important that he has someone on his side that understands that, sometimes, he will need to have his own moment.

Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)

He does not have one. He is very flexible about sleep. If there is a place to lean his head, then he is sleeping! Though, he has to admit that it is more difficult for him to sleep in a lighting place. He loves to put his bedroom in blackout before sleeping.

[waywardimpalawriter]

“Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?" with Javier and can I please have a happy ending, I know it's angst prompts but.... :D Thank you!

Crazy Love

Pairing: Javier Peña x Plus Size Female Reader

Characters: Javier Peña, Steve Murphy, mentions Connie Murphy

Setting: After season one episode 7 ‘You will cry tears of blood’, five months after the events in ‘Heels’,

Rating: M (Mature), E (Explicit), NSFW, 18+ only please

Warnings: mentions of gun violence, almost killing a child, self hatred, smut, unprotected sex, Angry Javier (yes he needs a warning), angst, slight fluff at the end,

Summary: One slip up, reacting too quickly he could’ve ended the life of one way too young to fight the wars of old men. Thoughts filled with darkness, what if’s and self degradation. Wanting to loose himself in the only way he knows. To find because of you he can brave the dawn and the coming war.

Word count: 5,985 (with lyrics)

Notes: Thank you so much for the request sweetie, @autumnleaves1991-blog I hope you enjoy. Prompt in bold. The song used is ‘Crazy Love’ written by Van Morrison and preformed by various artists. This also a sequel to “Heel’s part 1” written some months back.

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Forever’s: @chickensarentcheap @jedi-mando

Knuckles white with the grip he’s got on the steer wheel, eyes darting between the thin packed streets and Murphy with the baby in his arms. “What about the kid? Any ideas where to take her?”

Missing the shrug, with his eyes back on the road, “For now I’ll take her with us.” Smirk twitching his dark blond mustache with the look Javier pins him with at a stop light. “Don’t worry Javi she ain’t gonna stay with you. Poor darlin can’t live on whiskey and cigarettes. Though the parade of women might slow with her at your apartment.”

“There’s no parade jackass,” trying to focus on the road ahead and off what almost occurred three hours ago.

Subtle tick to his jaw knowing something’s bothering his partner about what went down. More to the point of how it went to shit and letting two high ranking Sicario slip through their fingers. “Wanna spill what’s eaten at you?”

“No just take care of the kid don’t need you play shrink in my head,” pulling up to the embassy, Javier kills the engine turning fully to look at Steve. “Care to share your explanation to Noonan or will you wing it?”

Shrugging Steve glances down into her sleepy eyes trying to figure out just what he’ll say. More importantly what he’s going to tell Connie. “I’m not,” looking back over at Peña seeing a raised brow. “I’ll take her home to Connie, figure out this shit as we go.”

“I’m sure Y/N would babysit,” mentioning you name cut deeply as the last month he’s put distance between the two of you. Continuing the relationship based solely on your sexual needs instead of the feeling he keeps buried.

“Doubtful, she’s working on transferring out. Packing I’m sure takes her time up right now,” seeing the scowling confusion drawing his brows down. “You knew she asked for a transfer right?”

“When?” Curses fill his mind. Directed fully at himself for letting the situation spiral out of control to the point you’ve become that notch on his bed post. Telling himself he’s going to let you go but never finding the courage to actually cut the strings. “She never mentioned taking a transfer. ”

The nights spent together you never mentioned a transfer. But then words rarely left either of your lips that’s not in passionate pleas wanting more or demands for completion. Conversations the first to go in the crumbling relationship, embraces followed not long after and the final straw added a month and a half ago. No kisses on the mouth anyway a promise you made him invoke to separate the past pleasures from the present stalemate.

Revisiting those thoughts often, Javier understood why you made the decision. One he hated but respected. Wondering most nights why you still let him inside your soft plush body instead of putting up a wall between the two of you. Shoving him out of your life fully. But then the transfer you didn’t speak of talked louder than any uttered words could.

“Two weeks ago, something about returning back to the States. Damn shame Y/N’s a fucking amazing secretary even better person. Why’d you go fuck things up for us both?” Wanting to knock some sense into Javier but a part of Steve understood the other man’s reasons for pushing you away. “Just let her go man this job she’s not fit nor can put up with the stress. I know I pushed at first but whatever you did to shover her away it’s for the best.”

“She’s a lot stronger than you know,” said more to himself than Steve. Other mans words hitting deeper than Javier would say, his fingers tightening around the leather steering wheel. “You don’t know shit Murphy.”

“I know a month ago things changed between the two of you.” Switching the baby to his other arm cradling her close to his chest. “Whatever happened she become withdrawn, stopped smiling as much,” piercing him with a hard stare. “Reverting back to the woman I first met when coming Bogota.” Glancing out the windshield Steve drag a hand over his face exasperated sigh leaving his lips. “ piece of advice either fess up explain what’s eaten at you or let her go.”

Selfishness claws at his mind wanting to keep you from leaving. From getting away not only from Columbia it’s self but from him. The realistic half needing you safe a world removed from the war starting to build back up. This afternoon’s events flash through his mind of how he almost killed a kid. A fucking kid who tried to protect the Sicario scum he chased and cornered. Would’ve had him had the kid not pulled a gun on him. The decision not to pull the trigger an easy one this time. But what about the next? Making him no better than the men he chases if he decided to take the shot so easily. Affirming those thoughts to let you go for your greater good and health.

“Javi?” Snapping fingers to gain his attention. “Deep in thought or just swimming the shallow waters?”

Scowl taking up home over his features, “Don’t worry about it doesn’t concern you.”

“Fuck you say, she’s my friend to Javi.” Shaking his blond head wondering how much pushing it’ll take before Peña would break. “Besides I think Connie has a good chance at kicking your ass if you do anymore damaged. She’s wanted to get her hooks into you for a while now.”

Almost chuckling at those words though it’s mirthless and self deprecating. “She’s next in line,” tossing the words out while starting the Jeep. Silence reigns on the drive over to their apartment, pulling up to the curb and letting Steve out.

Who pauses in the open door, “Heading to Y/N’s? Or back to the Embassy?”

“Paperwork,” impatiently waiting for Steve to shut the door.

Eager for some peace and time to think. He sees you standing in the doorway arms crossed under your generous breasts. For once actually studying your features taking in the fact you look somber, dressed in well loved jeans and baggy T-shirt. No makeup, though Javi told you a thousand times how beautiful you look without all those cosmetics painted on your face. Heart kicking up at the way your staring at him. Barely seen with you so far away but he knows there’s a softness shining in your eyes. Emotions he’s never tried to decipher in other women till you. Thoughts now run into each other, fears chasing after wanting so much but feeling undeserving.

Soft chuckle echos around the Jeep’s cabin making Javi glance at Steve, “Time better served explaining than useless paperwork.” Looking over his shoulder to find you gone, “Before it’s to late and she’s gone.” Door slamming shut, Steve leans in through the open window with a meaningful expression on his handsome face. Patting the inside slight nod of his blond head before turning to go inside leaving Javier with to many thoughts.

Pulling away from the curb happening to glance back towards the apartments catching you standing at the window. Hand pressed to the glass unreadable look on your face one he’s sure shows signs of displeasure and anger. With a blink your silhouette disappears heart clenching at the thought he’s just imagined you standing there. Another curse flies from his lip, palm forcefully slamming down on the steering column doing nothing to temper the anger boiling inside his mind. Instead Javier guns the engine taking off at a high rate of speed receiving numerous honks in irritated warning.

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Letting the curtain fall back in place wild thumping of your heart pulsing out a rhythm that aches with every pound. Partly hating yourself for getting involved with a man incapable of having any kind of relationship other than sexual. Asking yourself why you keep letting him back into your bed, into your heart knowing it’ll just break in the end. Only one answer comes to mind and you push it firmly back into the dark abyss. Focusing on what you needed to done. Having struggled for the last two months with the decision to finally put in for a transfer home, away from Columbia and Javier Peña. Never an easy choice especially when you’ve fallen in love with a man who would never love you back.

Heavy knocking makes you jump in spot leaning against the wall by the window. Hand coming to rest against the quickly beating organ threatening to thump right outta your chest. Taking a breath trying to calm down from the freight you take small steps to eat up the distance towards the door. Another round of pounding has a scowl appearing wondering who would beat your door down at this time of evening.

“Hold your horses I’m comin’ already,” raising you voice loud enough to at least pause the noise.

Grasping the doorknob right when, “Hermosa,” his voice pulls your hand back almost as if the knob burned you with that very endearment. “Open up you can’t hide I know your there.”

“Go away Javier I’m not in the mood,” arms crossed glaring at the door. Pivoting on bare feet to track towards the kitchen going back to sorting through what your keeping and leaving behind. Freezing in place the unmistakeable sound of a key sliding into lock. Cursing the fact you never asked for the spare back and giving him one in the first place. Try as you might to make your feet move instead there rooted in spot when the door opens. “I didn't invite you in Javi turn your ass around and leave.”

Breath escaping quickly, eyes narrowing after searching the apartment he’s spent the last months in. Catching sight of half filled boxes, newspaper scattered over the coffee table, before landing on your furious features. Hands gripping wide hips, soft chin jutted out in annoyance while eyes spit anger burying the true feelings deep. “It’s true?”

“Why do you care?” Countering his words biting the inside of your cheek to keep tears from sliding coldly down your cooling skin. “Leave Javier,” exasperated and tired just wanting to move on, putting the relationship in the past.

Not two steps away his warm gun callused hand incloses around your wrist tugging and turning your plush body around to face him. “Not till you answer me.”

“We don’t talk about feelings remember Peña, your rules,” yanking your wrist free glare firmly in place.

Flinching at the harsh tone eyes scorching him with there intensity, his own somber and filled with regret. Deserving of those very words no matter how much they hurt. He moves forward for you to take one back reaching to grasp both shoulders. Taking another step out of his reach slow two step pattern finds your back pressed against the bar counter. Reminiscent of the first time you made love all those months ago. Except this time you’d stand strong push him away and not fall prey to those warm russet eyes filled with so many indescribable emotions.

“Stupid rule I never should’ve put in our relationship,” three feet of space between the two of you. Both chests heaving breaths eyes locked and searching. His eyes close drawing in your familiar scent letting it wash all the days stress clean for a single moment in time. Ear’s picking up the quick beating of your heart wishing as his eyes open a smile would bloom over those kissably soft lips.

“But you did and there’s no taking it back now,” firm stance starting to crumble under the weight of emotions filtering through his dark eyes.

Half way to reaching out his hands drop back to fist at his sides, “I’m sorry hermosa I didn’t mean…” unsure how to fix what’s broken. Never good at speaking his feelings even when the need presents its self.

I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles

And the heavens open every time she smiles

And when I come to her that's where I belong

Yet I'm running to her like a river's song

“What’d want from me Javier?” Pleading tone arms crossed to close your body off. Putting up a defense against the one man who’s managed to crumble every wall surround your heart. To starve off the bubbling emotions threatening to spill over and consume you.

Closing the small gap, callused hands cup both cheeks, fingers spread from apples to jawlines. Brushing his thumbs under your eyes his own pleading and soft ‘the puppy’ look you nicknamed it two weeks into the relationship. “To kiss you.”

Swallowing harshly, “Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?" Willing your body not to react, not to turn and place kisses to his palm. Nuzzling the warmth drawing peace from his comforting touch. “We made rules you know how I feel about kissing Javi.”

Almost two months ago things started to fall apart. Always asking yourself why you still let him into your bed and body. Part of you knowing the space carved Javier hole in your heart will never close. Not even denying the both of you those intimate kisses could change the fact he’s wormed his way through defenses long held too fall in love with your DEA agent.

“I know mi amor,” sliding one hand down from your face to wrap his arm around your thick waist. Pulling you flush into his embrace and against his body. Turning the both of you so it’s his back pressed into the counter. Savoring the softness wishing you’d hold him. Run your fingers through his hair and chase away the stress currently resurfacing with your tense posture. “I don’t want you to leave.” No truer words spoken ones that cut his very soul with the implications of what could happen if he didn’t take Steve’s advice.

Agony rips a new hole in your heart at his words, at the endearment dripping from those sinful lips. “You don’t mean that.” Eyes close to keep from staring into russet browns. Trying not to give in and foolishly hope he means what he speaks.

“I do hermosa,” eyes popping open at the barest brush of his chapped lips against yours, widen orbs find his shut, brow furrowed. “I don’t want to loose you.”

“Javier,” breathlessly whispering his name. The intensity of Javi’s declaration scares you not wanting to believe for a second his words ring true. Not when so many broken promises lay at your feet. Yet, if there’s one thing you know about Javier Peña he’s honest, never lying to you about what he wanted. Holding back sure, not letting you in those tightly held defenses of his own fuck yes, but lie to you never. Those thoughts make others chase after. Ones that scare you into thinking you’ve made a huge mistake by asking for the transfer. Could you leave his man who holds your heart? Walk away from a relationship that’s possibly just hitting a rough patch? So engrossed in those thoughts you don’t realize he’s tipping your chin up to angle your head in the prefect position to slot his mouth over yours.

Javier’s restraint having snapped with his name slipping from your bitten lips, wanting to meld the two of you together in the only way he knows how. Showing you with his body what his words couldn’t express. Javier captures your mouth in a bruising kiss filled with demands. Teeth biting at your lips, dragging plump bottom in to abuse with nibbles and soothing over with his tongue. Harsh gasp blown from your mouth giving him access to the warm cavern. Drinking from your well, tasting your flavor on his tongue always returning for more. Tangling together as his arm tightens around your soft waist.

Garnering a moan of need from deep within your chest. Attacking his mouth with your own, fingers coming into play by carding through those thick mahogany strands tugging harshly. Receiving a growl in return that vibrates down to your very core clit throbbing in response to his rough actions.

Mouths parting to gather air, “I need you hermosa please,” desperation coloring his tone foreheads resting together. The hand still cupping your cheek slides around to gently cup the back of your head. “I need…” swallowing hard, fighting to keep from taking you hard and fast right there. Burying the fear and pain, the anger and worry into your soft gentle body. Letting you sooth the demons threatening to consume his soul. But he couldn’t, promising to never show that side of himself to you.

Those thoughts in mind Javier moves in to kiss you only to chase your mouth till you place fingers over his searching lips. Seeing a spark of need in he eyes that’s closed away before fully blooming. Leading you to remember a conversation the two of you had at the on set of your relationship. Knowing what he needed and how, you step back watching his features fall with his arms to the side.

Only to have confusion replace the crestfallen expression as you tug the t-shirt up and off your body. Standing in just your panties and jeans, “I told you a long time ago Javier I’m not made of glass this body…” hands gliding up from your waist to soft tummy and generous breasts. “Won’t break if your rough with me.” Heat sparking in eyes that will him to listen, give in and take you. “If I’m staying and we work this out you’ll have to let me in.”

Each word hits him hard square in the heart, “I don’t want to hurt you cariño.”

“You already have Javier,” head dropping you go to tug your shirt back on. Only to have it ripped from your hand and tossed somewhere unseen. That soft gasp making his heart beat triple time. Strong arms wrap around your body to bring you back into his warmth. “Fix what you broke.”

There’s no gentleness to the possessive kiss Javier captures your mouth with. Large warm hands grip your plush ass to press into your tummy the thick ridge of his jeans covered erection. Low growl slipping passed parted gasping lips that angle for the right spot to draw those whimpers and moans he can never get enough of. Separating long enough to have you rip his tan button up open, little plastic disks pinging off the wall and tiled floor. Scoring your short nails over his soft tummy, toying with the button of his jeans.

“Fuck,” hissing through kiss swollen lips that attack your neck with bitting teeth. Wanting to mark each inch of you in reminder to himself of who you derive your pleasure from. “Do that again,” demanding cadence gets a soft smirk to spread over your bitten lips.

Keeping your eyes lock, breath existing quickly because of the passionate kiss. Short nails rake up his chest and leave little red lines behind. Detouring to pinch his pebbled tight nipples receiving another low growl against the skin of your collarbone. Where his mouth sucks a purpling mark laving his tongue over the bruising skin. Enjoying the shutter he feels race down your spine.

Pushing the shirt from his shoulders Javier raises his head to stare into your desire darken eyes. “Fuck me Javier till I can’t walk tomorrow.”

Simple words ignite a passion and deep seated need inside his body to claim and wreak you. Clothing becomes nothing more than obstacles in the way of having naked skin against his own. The two of your fumbling with buttons and zippers. His parting on a sigh of relief as you push the fabric to pool around his ankles. Nimble fingers brushing through course little hairs. Leading your hand to wrap around his shaft. Thick girth barely covered by your hand that you pump along heated velvet skin.

Smirking at the groaning string of Spanish curses falling from his lips. Only replaced by the pout, when he brushes your hand away. Mouth still just inches from yours brushing taking another sip from your lips. Drowning in the taste of your mouth, the feel of your plump lips against his. Devouring the pout and only breaking to whisper, “Later princesa.” Toeing off boots and soak covered feet pressing out of jeans, naked as on his born day for your eyes to devour.

Becoming insnared with his beauty far too long for Javier’s liking. Lips licked slowly watching the bob of his jutting cock. Mouth watering in want of a taste. Quick breaths expanded his soft covered muscular chest your hands itch to dust over. His handsomeness distracting you to the point a squeal issues from the back of your throat when he pulls you by the belt loops towards the couch. Skilled fingers making quick work of getting your jeans undone warm palms sliding the fabric down your body.

Javier drops back into the couch bringing you between his spread knees and placing kisses to your tummy. Nuzzling the underside of your breasts. Looking up to ensnare your vision with his own desire filled gaze. Strong arms holding you in place while eyes close, nose rubbing into your soft scantly skin resting his head on your tummy. Hands coming up to card through his hair gently this time tugging the locks and wrapping his shoulders with your arms. Emotions clogging your throat burning with the need to release the tears of mixed feelings.

Moaning head tossing back when his warm tongue peeking out to teasing the taut nipples his hands tug your panties down. Becoming impatient and ripping the thin cotton from your body. Making you gasp and look down into those desire blacken eyes you choose happily to drown in. “You’ll…” swallowing your words on a moan as those thick skilled fingers draw through your folds. Tapping your clit several times and retreating to slide inside your clinching walls.

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

She's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling low down

And when I come to her when the sun goes down

Take away my trouble, take away my grief

Take away my heartache, in the night like a thief

“I’ll buy you more cariño and go with you to help pick out certain ones,” giving you a cheeky wink. Groaning with the feel of slick coating his fingers, smirk in place when your hands brace on his shoulders to keep from tipping over into his arms. Pulling his fingers out to suck them clean making sure your watching his every move. The resounding whimper he draws out brings the same smug grin too tug at his lips. Gripping the back of your thick thighs to spread your stance and slot his own knees between.

Pulling you down against him knees on either side of his thighs. Hiss issued at the contact of your dripping folds coating his shaft trapped between your bodies. Rolling hips to tease your own hands gripping the back of the couch to brace yourself while raising up. Deep moan breaks from your chest when Javier draws the fat cock head through your folds. Circling your clit as your hips match the movements. Waiting till he’s notched himself at your entrance before slamming down against him.

Head tossing back at the stretch and burn of him splitting you open gasps of delight echo and play with the groans from Javier. Who grips your hips, holding you against him for a time face buried in your chest. Hot mouth searching out blindly latching onto your right nipple to bite down just hard enough to make your quivering channel squeeze him tightly.

“Fuck,” single word mumbled against your skin. When you start to move setting a quick pace that’s hard and demanding. Head dropping back between your gripping hands. String of curses and praise leave his lips. “Just like that hermosa, so fucking wet for me,” grunting into your mouth that came to fuss to his. Sharing breaths while you move against his body.

Taking possession of his pleasure with a kiss that’s deep and hungry. Devouring the sounds he makes with each quick roll of your hips. Pressing your generous breasts against the hard plains of his chest, nipples brushing his skin as his own hands grip your thick soft waist. Leaving behind bruises with how tightly he holds you. One hand gliding over sweat slicked skin to cup a full ass cheek giving a squeeze before landing a hard slap.

Movements falter with the stinging pleasure coursing through your veins, “Javi.” Kiss breaking breathlessly to catch his eyes. Seeing the indecision clearly written, you nod leaning to brushing your lips over his ear, “Again please.”

Mouth buries against the spot where shoulder and neck meet, planting his feet firmly to thrust into your welcoming cunt quicker. Letting a moment pass till he lands another smack to the other ass cheek. Soothing the pain with his warm palm, “Like that princesa?” Drawing his nose over the sweaty expanse of his throat tossed back on a gasp. Bearing your neck to his hungry gaze and mouth.

Taking advantage to bite and suck, thick mustache abrading your skin in the most delicious of ways. Sending tingles to dance across your skin making your clit throb with each hard pound of his cock deep inside your quivering walls. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders for leverage as your knees sink into the couch and you bounce on Javier’s cock. Thick thighs shaking as orgasm builds quicker than you thought possible.

“Yes,” whimpering out in answer. Both hands cup your ass helping you move against him. Sweat slicked shoulders make for a tough grip movements becoming choppy and sloppy. Low whine bubbles from the back of your throat needing more but unsure how to say.

Javier picks up on the destress, pulling out making the whine lengthen. “Lay back on the couch for me hermosa,” seeing the confusion in your gaze. Javi tugs you to sit in the corner of the couch, pulling till your almost flat and he crawls between those thick thighs he wants wrapped around his waist.

Sliding back inside of you on a groan, “Still so tight for me princesa I could stay buried in your pretty pussy forever never growing tired of having your surround me.”

“Javi,” heat flares across your body at his words, face buried in your palms. Only to have them pulled and placed on his chest. Shocked yet pleased with his sentiments, the way he growls out the words setting off tingles dancing down your spine.

Gasping when he pulls out resting just the tip before surging back angling to hit that little spot only he’s managed to discover inside you. Right leg draped over his hip left dangling off the couch as your hands scrap and grope at his shoulders. Strong arms press on either side of you holding himself up while rocking his hips into yours. Setting a fast and hard pace that has you gasping, moans of incoherent words tumble from your mouth that hangs open trying to gather breath.

Watching with hooded eyes, drinking in the way you look, the passion morphing your features never wanting to let you go. To always see you in the throws of pleasure he delivers to your body. Praying to whoever will listen that you’ll stay. Those thoughts creating a fire inside his body that moves quicker.

Wanting to show you his feelings by repeatedly burying his cock deep inside your throbbing cunt. Loving your soft thick body with his mouth latching onto a breast. Nipping skin and taunt nipples, curling his tongue before biting down and switching to the twin. Feeling your nails score his back and shoulders only driving on his own pleasure.

Needing you to cum first though, Javier slides one hand between your slick bodies to caress your clit with tight circles of pressure. Smirking into your flesh when you gasp and squirm under him. His name breathlessly spoken to the heavens your back arching off the couch. “That’s my girl cum for me amor soak my cock.”

“Javier,” fingers card through his hair pulling his mouth back to yours. Tender and sweet nothing like the previous kisses as you pour your heart out to the man pounding you into the couch. Foreheads rest together, moans dripping from your lips brushing against his trying to hold back to draw out the pleasure. Afraid of the final moment he finds completion and walks out of your life maybe for good this time. “I love you,” unable to stop those three words from tumbling out. Orgasm slamming through your body with the hard thrusts of Javier’s hips. Crying out his name, arching against him breath stuck along with tears in your throat.

Swearing he heard things, Javier’s pace stuttered but his heart pounds quicker. Hips having a mind of their own as his body rushes to completion. Cumming harder than he’s ever in his life, filling your clinching walls with hot stick seed. Strength evaporated from his arms collapsing into your embrace. Burying his face in your neck, hot moist breath fanning out over your skin. Small after shocks roll through both your bodies garnering whimpers and moans from both of you.

Time, unsure of how much passes while you card fingers through his sweat slicked hair. Enjoying this moment, basking in the after glow of your love making while praying it’s not the end.

“Don’t leave,” words whispered into your skin so low there barely caught. Wondering if you’ve heard things your fingers pause watching on stuttering breath as Javier raises his head to stare into your eyes. Wondering if you meant what you said or just caught up in the pleasurable sex and let it out. It’s on the tip of his tongue to ask when you beat him to the punch.

“I… I…” words lost in the jumble of your mind unsure what to say. Fearful your passionate declaration went unheard or worse ignored.

Cupping your cheek surprised to find tears tracking down your cheek, “Don’t leave me Y/N please.”

Searching his bright russet eyes confused till you see what he’s really saying. Realization blooming across your mind your own hand coming up to embrace his cheek. Thumb swiping over the apple, “I’ll speak to Noonan.” Bringing his mouth down to yours for a soft sweet kiss.

“Do you really love me?” Foreheads resting together breath held, his eyes closed tightly fearing the answer.

Shocked he’s asking. Remembering the times you tried to get him to talk about his feelings becoming shut down pushing the conversation away or distracting you with kisses and sex. With the lengthening silence Javier dares to open his eyes catching the soft expression in yours that cracks his frozen heart.

“I wouldn’t say those words if I didn’t mean them Javi you know that,” continuing to brush your fingers over his stubbled jaw. Up into his soft sweaty hair to gently scratch his scalp knowing how much he enjoys when you do. Rewarded with a low purr from the back of his throat. “What happened today baby?”

Fear keeps him quiet for a moment till, “I almost killed a kid.” Lowering his stare to map your skin with his eyes adding the marks he left behind to his memory. Fear returning now that you’ve heard how much of a monster he’s turning into.

“Did you shoot?” There’s no accusations or incrimination, voice softly seeking a way to help sooth the demons you saw when he first arrived.

Carefully pulling from your warm depths and embrace to sit on the edge of the couch face buried in his hands. Missing the whimper at loosing his touch. You grab for the blanket draped over the back to cover yourself in self consciousness. Moving carefully to sit up and lean against his shoulder. Fingers carding through his hair slowly while placing the other around his waist. Waiting till he’s ready to start speaking not wanting to push.

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

Yes I need her in the daytime

Yes I need her in the night

Yes I want to throw my arms around her

Kiss her hug her kiss her hug her tight

Welcoming warmth enveloping his body that cleaves into you. Baritone rough with emotions, “No I couldn’t pull the tigger, didn’t want to shoot some kid who’s stupidly following the orders of a man who doesn’t care about him.”

“Listen to me Javi you’re not Escobar you’ll never have that narcissistic attitude.” Turning his face to look at you, brushing the stubble with your fingertips. “Yes you’ve done some questionable things for good reasons to take down this asshole who would gladly see all of Columbia burn just to get and keep what he wants.” Leaning in to brush your nose against his, “I couldn’t love a man who killed people for kicks Javier. That’s not what you do. You save people, protect them as best you can.”

Unworthiness filtering through his thoughts never expecting to find someone who loved him faults and all. Intertwining his fingers with the hand previously on his cheek bring the back to his lips to place a kiss. “I don’t deserve you hermosa,” swallowing harshly letting your hand go to stand. Unconcerned with his nakedness Javier stretches popping his back then looking down at you.

Worry etched in those beloved eyes that stare unblinkingly at the spot he just vacated. “Leaving now?” Biting off the words tears clouding your vision mistaking his declaration as rejection pulling the blanket tighter around your plush body.

Forefinger and thumb pinching the end of your soft chin raising your gaze to meet his, “Why would I leave when everything I want and love rests with you.”

“Javier?” Voice wobbling with unshed tears.

Pulling the blanket from your body taking in the curves and dips, the softness he’s itching to get his hands back on. But right now Javier brings the nearest hand to his lips, brushing the knuckles with his mouth mustache tickling your skin. Keeping your eyes locked as he tugs you up into his arms. “I’m serious Y/N I don’t deserve you but without you I’m a shell of a man,” bringing his free hand up to cup your cheek deep russet eyes burning with love staring into yours.

“What are you saying?” Fear coating the words, afraid it’s all a dream and you’ll wake without Javier beside you.

Drawing your mouth closer, strong arm wrapping around your thick waist, “I’m saying I love you Y/N and if you’ll have me I’m yours till you kick me out for driving you crazy.”

“You already do that Javi,” watery giggles escaping your lips that brush his twice. Reaching up to card fingers through the soft strands at the back of his head tugging just a little harder than normal. “Say it again.”

Grunting at the tugs sliding a hand down to cup a generous bare ass cheek to give a squeeze. “Drive you crazy.”

Just barely holding in the squeak, “No,” eyes rolling at his cheek. “You know what I mean Javier Peña.”

“I do,” slotting his mouth against yours stealing the breath from your lungs as he kisses you with a passion never felt before. Barely breaking to mumble those three simple words into your lips, “I love you.” Getting lost in your kiss while silently vowing to never let you go or break your heart.

And when I'm returning from so far away

She gives me some sweet lovin' brighten up my day

Yes it makes me righteous, yes it makes me feel whole

Yes it makes me mellow down in to my soul

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Fav Lyrics Prompt List:

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1. “Look out, I’m stoned again”

2. “We could get hitched and have a couple of kids.”

3. “we all need someone to hold”

4. “ you’re gone, gone , gone- i watched you disappear”

5. “don’t listen to a word i say”

6.” this could be all we ever know”

7. “I stop missing you days before you leave.”

8. “ you’re my best friend as you are my lover”

9. “go find yourself a man who’s strong, and tall, and christian”

10. “it hurts, but i won’t fight you”

11. “ you’re too mean, i don’t like you”

12. “ i think i know what’s wrong”

13. “I guess I’ll have to fall in love with strangers.”

14. “how she laughed with you…just like i used to do”

15. “ i call you when i need you and my hearts on fire”

16. “you’re simply the best”

17. “give me a lifetime of promises”

18. “living just comes with a bit of heartbreak”

19. “if all she does is smile at you, run”

20. “what do you want from a devil like me?” “ the devil don’t mean to be evil”

21. “she cries cause she’s nothing like you”

22. “a love that i’ll learn when i’ve been through the same”

23. “ there nothing in california (or any place), that you could not learn to hate here”

24. “ it’s hard to say what i would do if i were back a year or two”

25. “ i heard you on the radio, i couldn’t help but smile”

26. “she’s always there”

27. “ babe, ain’t no denying that i’ve got you in my head”

28. “ you’re the one i want.” “ you’re the one i need”

29. “ you know i’m your biggest fan”

30. “i’ll crawl home to her”

31. “ i’m gonna take care of things”

32. “slow down you crazy child, so ambitious for a juvenile”

33. “ if you’re so smart, tell me why you’re still so afraid?”

34. “ did i drive you away?” “ i promise you this, i’ll always look out for you”

35. “my heart is yours”

36. “ but if you think it’s right, i hope we kiss goodnight.” “ i hope we kiss goodnight”

37. “i would do anything for you, anything for you”

38. “ she knows she lived through it to get to this moment”

39.” call me when you want, or just call me when you need it”

40. “ when you find an old picture of us, and you clear away the dust, i hope you miss me sometimes”

41. “ I know I always said that I would could never hurt you”

42. “Love don't leave me like that.”

43. “Youve got my heart in your hands.”

44. “Don't shout at me like I'm across the room.”

45. “We though love was something we weren't meant to find.”

46. “Can’t be your friend, can't be your lover.”

47. “Keep the shirts I left at your place.”

48. “They feel trapped with no control.”

49. “I’ll wait for you.”

50. “All I wanted was a sweet romance.”

51. “Its you, it's all for you.”

52. “don't take it so seriously.”

53. “I don't know if I've ever loved any other.”

54. “My girl.”

55. “Let me give my life to you.”

56. “You can think that you’re in love when you’re really just in pain”

57. “ I still don’t know when I can come home.”

58. “Once upon a time–we were in love.”

59. “You asked me if I could grow up.”

60. “It was a clean hit.”

61. “I thought about calling, but I deleted your number.” “And we both know why.”

62. “Don’t get me started on friends that resent you.”

63. “What’s the softest way to say that you took away my friend, my buddy?”

64. “It’s not the same, as it was.”

65. “I want an ocean between me and my past.”

66. “I thought that I was dreaming when you said you loved me.”

67. “Everything’s exactly where it's supposed to be.”

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