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[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

Tinderbox

Dewdrop/Sodo ghoul x demon!fem!reader smut

WC: 5100

A/N: @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus ty for being my inspiration during these times of turmoil. Also - set in the roaring Twenties… for no reason other than fun.

Content warnings: fingering, p in v sex, biting, rough sex, marking, kn!fe play, kn!fe k!nk, blood play (towards the end) and consumption. 18+ only. Minors DNI.

NSFW below the cut.

The evening sparkled, there was no other way to describe it. Men in suits, women in sequins, feathers, and fringe-trimmed dresses.

You had one last evening to celebrate after gathering necessary intel on the earthly plane for the devious devils down below who employed you. Everything could have been perfect, had it not been for your choice of company and his complete and utter determination to ruin the evening.

You had spent the entire afternoon doing up your hair, placing the curls just so. Your horns were hidden perfectly beneath the human glamour you had chosen. The dress you chose was as low cut as you could get without being confused for a prostitute. You still had to look your part, after all. You shimmered like an effervescent glass of champagne, all golden and gorgeous from head to toe. The color complimented your human-shade skin so nicely. Even the undergarments you chose were golden, the garter belt holding your hosiery up and the unlined bra doing the same to your soft breasts.

Only one problem.

Dewdrop would not stop reaching under the table towards you. He couldn’t stop fidgeting since you left the hotel room, rather. First it was his shoes, dragging up and down your stocking-clad calves to get your attention, then he switched seats at the four-top, so he would be right next to you. Hands, feet, the backs of your knees, everything was on the table apparently. 

His tail snaking its way up the skirt of your dress was the final straw. You were at a nice restaurant trying - failing - to enjoy a nice dinner. Just one teensy weensy thing in your temporary masquerade among the humans. For fucks sake, the place had white linen tablecloths. 

Thankfully you were sitting at a corner table.

“Dew.” You said through a forced smile, “I’m being serious this time.” 

You took a purposeful sip of your white wine, narrowing your eyes over the rim of the glass. The crisp, dry taste of the chilled beverage kept you from completely scowling at him. At least it did until you felt his tail curling up the edge of your dress again.

You scolded him again, “You know you shouldn’t be doing that, ghoul.”

His face was smug, “I can do whatever I want.” 

“Just not whenever you want.” You shot back.

“You can’t deny me.” His gaze was intense, fuck, you wanted to give in to his whims so badly. You couldn’t though, not now. No matter how much you wanted him to bend you over and fuck you on top of this perfectly white cloth-covered table.

“I can, and I am.” Your resolve was firm, but for how much longer it would stay that way, you hadn’t a clue.

The two of you stared intensely at each other, his irises started shifting beneath his glamour, blood-red cutting through. 

“Hah!” You exclaimed, though not loud enough to draw any untoward attention, “Sloppy, as usual, Dew. As soon as you get your mind in the gutter you start slipping.”

“As long as you’re there to catch me.” He grinned devilishly, and you could see his fangs poking through.

“I’ll catch you alright.” You sneered, “Right between my teeth I’ll catch you, honeydew.” You ended the sentence calling him your favorite term of endearment while simultaneously dragging your tongue across the top row of your even teeth. The action pointedly reminded him how your glamour was perfectly intact.

What was meant to douse the flames only added fuel to the fire ghoul. But that was the nature of your, rather explosive, relationship. 

You opened your folding fan, the air in the room suddenly feeling stale and hot. As you fanned yourself his greedy, ghoulish hands made their way back to your thigh under the table. 

You struck his offending hand reflexively before your brain could catch up. Perfectly in time for the runners to bring your appetizers out. 

“Thank you.” You smiled graciously, Dew scowled, staring at the human food in front of you both. “Don’t even start now.” You warned him.

“Fine.” He sighed, looking around before scooping up his food and shoveling it down without tasting it. He sat back in his seat as you brought the first bite to your wine-red lips. “I want to play a game.”

“What did you have in mind?” You said absently, glancing around sharply to make sure no one was watching his abhorrent display of table manners.

“If anyone looks too long at you -”

You interrupted him, “Too broad, be specific.” You had another bite of the tangy appetizer. 

“Fine.” He huffed, looking around the room before a wicked grin crept over his face. “If that waiter comes over here for no reason again, I get to spank you.”

Touché, that was specific enough. “Oh, I see, and if he comes over here with a purpose?”

“Your choice then.”

“Nah, too boring.” He let out an irritated noise, but you ignored him, “How about this, if you get jealous of him flirting with me, I get at least one more orgasm than you.”

“That’s assuming he will flirt with you, which there’s no way he will do that with me here.” He seemed overly confident. “The human men respect each other way more than they respect women.”

The match was set. “Then you shouldn’t be afraid of being jealous.”

“I’m never jealous.”

“We’ll see about that.” A smirk touched your lips before you finished your plate of food.

You enjoy the rest of your meal, each course exciting your taste buds more than the last. Finally, it was time for dessert. Out came the most decadent looking chocolate frosted cake on a silver platter. The waiter, whose name you learned was Liam after you asked and batted your eyelashes, promptly served you a slice of the checkerboard cake. 

You took a huge bite, savoring the sweetness. Vanilla and chocolate, perfect for your indecisive self.

The waiter serves Dewdrop a slice as well before his watchful eyes look at your face again

“Miss, you have some, er, frosting on your cheek.”

“Oh, do I?” You played so innocently. “Be a dear and get it for me, would you?”

“With pleasure.” He plucks a dark napkin from the inside of an otherwise empty wine glass. The man leans in and dabs the cloth on your cheek, the side of his finger brushing your skin excited you. You didn’t break eye contact until you felt the whole table rattle as Dewdrop kicked it.

Moment over.

The waiter straightened and motioned to the bottle of champagne you ordered, averting his eyes from you. He picks up the bottle and begins to tear the gold foil from the top but Dew snatches it out of his hand. His chair makes a scraping squeak as he practically jumps out of it, commanding the room.

You watch wide-eyed as couples conversations at the few surrounding tables begin to die out, their attention turned to the two devils in disguise. Dewdrop removes the fastener with one hand and easily manhandles the bottle with the other. 

Damn those perfect hands of his. 

You thought he meant to pop the cork barehanded but he surprised you, as well as earned a couple light gasps from nearby tables, as he picked up a knife. He ran it along the seam of the champagne bottle and with a swipe of the blade he sliced the bottle open. It let out a loud pop, and the contents inside bubbled but no liquid spilled, rather, combined with the air in a hiss and left it like a smoking gun. 

The scattered applause in the space was no match for Dew’s smirk at you. 

Oh he had you. He had you so well. Who would have thought that sabrage could be so sexy? 

There was no point in flirting with the human anymore, but you did it anyway. You were already traversing a rocky path, but you wanted to set off a few more traps along the way. So you made sure Dew caught you looking the waiter up and down, raking your gaze over him as he handed you the glass of champagne.

The two of you sat in silence while you finished your beverage and cake. Then you reached for your purse, opening it to find the dark lipstick that needed reapplying. 

The waiter came back to your table as you brazenly applied your lipstick in front of the dining room. You did one of your signature moves, sweeping your eyes to look up at him, your lashes batting ever-so-slightly in that way that made mortal men fall to their knees.

“Can I interest you in anything else this evening?” His voice deepened, “Perhaps something off the menu?”

“Oh?” You played up your sweetness to tooth-rotting levels, “What did you have in mind?”

The waiter went to open his mouth and promptly closed it, his expression turning to icy fear. You turned your head to look at Dewdrop just as he hissed at the poor mortal, his eyes glowed red as he purposefully dropped his glamour.

You hit him with your fan again. 

It was well past time to leave. You didn’t want the mortal getting in any real trouble with your fire ghoul, so you collected your wits and coat and left promptly, dragging Dew behind you by his necktie. 

-

You both got in the lift to go up to your shared hotel room. Of course, you had to tell the clerk at the check-in desk that you were “Mr. And Mrs.” since this establishment was more on the high end and yet still cared that a woman couldn’t rent her own room by herself. 

Eye roll.

As soon as the doors closed on the lift, the energy changed. The light bulbs dimmed, the panel on the wall containing the floor numbers blinking and flickering before stabilizing. The liftman blinked and shook his head furiously, not understanding what had happened. But you knew, Dewdrop was absorbing power. But for what, you had not the faintest.

As if to prove a point, he snuck his hand behind you, running up the inside of your thigh closest to him and shocking you with static electricity. You tried not to jump, not to give him the satisfaction, but your body betrayed you. 

He snickered, causing the elevator operator to glance back over his shoulder, prying eyes turning to see what was happening. Dew growled at him, eliciting the same nasty behavior as he had at the dinner table.

You swatted him with your fan in the ribs, only to get no response. He was locked in a death stare with the poor soul. 

There’s only one way to remedy this.

You darted your hand out, nimble fingers digging into Dew’s side to tickle him. He made a high pitched sound that almost made you laugh aloud, turning his red eyes at you. You weren’t intimidated by his glare at all, at least not until the threat spilled like thick poison from between his clenched teeth.

“You’ll pay for that.”

Your stomach squeezed. Dewdrop made more threats than a hellhound has teeth, but this felt like a promise. It was the way he said it that sealed the deal. But you wouldn’t let him win, not yet at least.

“You don’t scare me honeydew.” You let your glamour slip slightly, baring your sharp fangs at him.

The elevator clanged and let out a ding. 

“Uh, e- enjoy your evening.” The liftman tripped over his words and opened the door. He was surely too eager to be rid of the both of you.

You slid the metal key from your tiny purse, unlocking the door. Dew grabbed you and opened the door, slamming it loudly behind you. The hotel room was a coffin now, and you were about to be buried alive. Your only warning was his heavy panting breaths and the tight grip on your arm.

Payback time.

He shoved you into the wall roughly, your shoulders taking the brunt of the impact. Dewdrop grabbed you, his claws creating divots in your glamoured skin, and planted his lips on yours. The kiss you shared was equally matched in ferocity and need, sending tingles to the very tips of your fingers. You felt your lust bubbling to the surface, equivalent only to your dark urge to mark him too.

Your hands went up to his cheeks immediately and from there to tangle in his silken white-blonde hair, not letting him go for a second. You couldn’t, holding him close to you was your greatest desire. His kisses smothered you in warmth and his scent of smoke and ash.

He kissed you fervently and rambled as his lips traveled to your face and neck, his right hand moving to the small of your back, long fingers pulling you flush against him while the other knotted itself in your hair. “I’ve wanted to have you since the second you stepped out in that dress. I know you put it on just to tempt me, to tease me.”

“Dewdrop, listen to yourself, I had to wear something. I can’t just go out in public naked.”

You could tell he was picturing it from the way his breath stalled, his teeth freezing over your quickening pulse. Gripping his tie and unfastening it, you broke him out of his wild imagination, snapping it as you tore it from beneath his shirt and jacket.

“No, no you couldn’t.” He managed breathily.

Your breath was just as tremulous, “Tell me why, my ghoul.” Your fingers tugged on the lapels of his jacket, pulling him back in. You were already lust-drunk from just kissing him, but you needed more. 

“Because you’re mine.” His gruff voice, the rushed kisses, and the scrapes of his fangs at your throat felt like a drug being injected directly into your bloodstream, and you felt your rational thoughts slipping away into nothingness. All that was left was him. Him and you. The two of you against the world in a time you didn’t belong to. 

His left hand grasped the inside of your thigh, which made you eternally grateful for the high-sitting fringe on the dress. You gasped, his warm, long fingers dug into your flesh almost possessively. His desire to mark you as his was as intense as your need to be claimed by him. And you needed to be claimed by him, completely. 

He played with the garter straps laying innocently against your legs and traced the seams of your stockings. You stripped his jacket off his shoulders, glad to be ridding him of the superfluous clothing but wincing when his hands left your skin.

His fingers continued to travel upwards, nearing the apex between your thighs. Now he was stalling, those digits you craved so much just hovered, occasionally tickling the crease of your leg. Dewdrop loved to tease you, it was all to get you back for teasing him so much. You knew you earned this, but you wanted him so badly to cross that threshold and touch you where you ached.

He moved his face back from your neck, meeting your eye line, watching you unravel before he’s even done anything to you. That smug look on his face made you unruly, and you flashed your fangs to urge him to get on with it. Dewdrop kissed you as his fingers slid under the seam of your panties. You sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, greedily biting at his lip. He growled in response as he stroked against your slit.

“So fucking wet for me.” He said in the midst of messy kisses, then he bit at your bottom lip, trapping it prisoner between his sharp teeth before drawing back. His eyes were dark as the void itself, “Or is this for him?”

That human? He couldn’t be serious.

“No, Dewdrop, only for you.”

“Fucking better be.” He pressed two fingers inside your aching center. 

He tilted your head with his free hand, kissing up your neck and ear again. Your ear which was now pointed, the skin he was kissing melting from an illusory human tone to a color wholly unnatural for a person.

Dewdrop pulled back again, admiring his handiwork. “Now who’s glamour is slipping?” He curled his fingers to punctuate the question, making your thighs fight to close.

Smug bastard.

“Show me.” His eyes glowed intensely. “Let me see you.”

“Are you -” a moan interrupted your question as he added a third finger inside you. Your nails dug into his shoulders. “A-are you sure?” He hadn’t seen you completely without your glamour before, and you felt nervous about bringing it out. 

He planted a passionate kiss for assurance to your lips, “Fuck yes.”

“Hmmm,” you hummed, debating whether you should. Then, you realized you could make it a game and a wicked, seductive smile had you goading him, “Make me cum and I will.”

“How can I say no to that?”

You had no warning as his thumb pressed against your clit. His fingers, fuck, they felt too good inside you. It was a curse, as they made it so yours could never measure up. 

He kept up his pace, and the stimulation between his fingers and thumb was making you weak. You felt your knees sagging slightly, but he kept you right where he wanted you against that wall. Dew didn’t let up for a moment, giving you all that you craved with the ministrations of his hand and kissed you deeply. You swear even your scalp tingled; you felt lightheaded already. And all the tension between you two earlier? That was the real foreplay. 

His fingers kept up their movements, in and out, in and out, giving you that sensation that had you at the end of a rope, hanging on a rope by a thread. Then he curled his fingers and you became flaming cinders burning the rope to ash. Your claws dug into his shoulders as your body tensed, teetering on the precipice of your orgasm. 

“Dew -” you whined, trying to hold on.

“Let go for me.” He whispered into your skin before sucking hard on the flesh of your neck.

You cried out in rapture as you shattered. His long fingers stroked you through the fluttering waves of your climax. You thought he would give you more time to come down from your high, but you were wrong. A moan escaped your lips as his fingers left your dripping sex and you looked at him. 

Dewdrop’s red eyes were intimidating, and filled with desire. You knew he wouldn’t wait any second longer. He gave you what you wanted, now it was your turn to sate him.

“Turn around.”

You did as you were told, obedient only for him. 

He brushed your fallen hair from the back of your neck to expose the top of your dress. His fingers hesitated with the zipper for a second too long before he let go of you. You were about to complain when you felt the cold press of metal skate up the back of your thigh. Your veins turned icy and made you go rigid as the metal glided up and under the hem of your dress. Far too close to your heat. Dewdrop grabbed the bottom of your dress in his other hand and with a swipe, shredded the garment from your body. 

“Dew! I liked that dress!” The shorn pieces lay in tatters at your feet along with the knife you recognized from dinner earlier. He must have pocketed it after popping open the champagne bottle.

“I’ll get you another one.” He sized you up, looking you up and down. “Drop your glamour. Now.”

You wanted to protest, but you knew he was just like you in this regard: Stubborn to a fault. It was his turn to get his way, and you had to give in.

You rolled your shoulders, removing your bra, then unclipping the garter belt from your middle. Concentrating, you closed your eyes, shifting into your true form, your hellish form. Your twin horns sprouting from beneath your thick hair, your tail appearing behind you, and your skin turning an inhuman shade somewhere between dusk and dawn. Your nails lengthened into claws and your teeth did the same, became sharper and deadly. 

Used to seeing so many parts of Dewdrop, it wasn’t anything new per se to have him do the same, but at the same time - it was. The air changed, it felt thick as you inhaled, taking him all in. Showing yourselves to each other shouldn’t have mattered so much. But this added a layer of intimacy to your tryst. Two demons in their true forms, finding temporary solace in each other's arms in this isolating earthly plane.

Ironically, it was a slice of heaven.

“You’re perfect like this.” He ran his tongue over his sharp teeth.

“Am I?”

“Yes.” He kissed you again, deeply, with a depth of lust you couldn’t place yet. His voice dropped low, “Now I think I might die if I’m not inside you. Get up there.” He ended the sentence with a chaste pinch on your exposed ass cheek.

You knew better at this point than to ask him if he wanted you face up or down.

It was a face down kind of night.

He didn’t waste a breath, no sooner had you “assumed the position” and he was behind you, bare, and pressing against your rear. 

An embarrassingly needy sound escaped you, but you couldn’t help it. You were like Pavlov’s dog and Dewdrop trained you exceedingly well. 

And he rewarded you even better.

He fisted your hair with one hand, pulling you back so you felt him right there. His thick cock rested perfectly against your wet cunt, and you wiggled your ass back and forth to coat his length with your juices. He twitched, hand reaching out to line himself up with your entrance.

This was always the part that made your toes curl and your breath stall. The calm before the storm with the tip of his hard dick against your lips. Every muscle tensed, your demon body roaring internally, needing to be taken by him, demanding to be claimed.

“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath as he pressed himself inside you, and you felt that familiar burning stretch. Your nails dug into the sheets for leverage, and you arched your back further, pressing back to ensure he buried himself to the hilt on the first go. Your mouth hung open as he bottomed out, then he immediately withdrew, leaving only the tip inside you before slamming his hips back against yours. His grip on your waist tightened as he started a rhythm that had you crying out for gods you didn’t believe in.

“You think that stupid, human, waiter could fuck you as good as me?” He was relentless, rutting into you like an unbridled animal. If there was one thing about Dewdrop you could always count on, it was that he would put all of his rage into fucking you. He held onto his emotions from the day and completely let go, only for you.

“Is that, fuck, is that jealousy I hear?”

“Maybe it is.” You felt his claws coming out, digging into your soft hips. 

You growled, the feeling of your ass cheeks vibrating with every thrust of his hips meeting yours was spurring you on more. Just then, an idea in the heat of the moment hit you. You craned your neck to rake your gaze over him, distracting him with your pleading eyes. “Give me more, please Dew. I need more.”

He took the bait. His dark eyes locked on yours, “You’ll take whatever I give you, harlot.”

You used his distraction to snake your tail up and behind his back, careful to avoid his in the process. The spaded end of the appendage dragged itself underneath his arm, running along his ribs with a feather-light touch.

He jolted, not hesitating to give you a hard smack on your right ass cheek before pulling out of you. The feeling of being empty made you clench, alarm sounds ringing in your feverish brain. You sat up, playing innocent even though he would never buy it, “It was an accident.”

“I don’t care.” He shifted himself so his back was against the pillows along the headboard.  “You want to misbehave then you’re going to have to work for it.” His red eyes flicked downward before landing back on your nude frame and he crossed his arms. 

“With pleasure.” You purred, mocking the sentence the waiter had said to you earlier. Only now, it was to further goad the fire ghoul. Moving to straddle him, you kept your gaze on him, your throne to sit and satisfy yourself upon. Just you wait, ghoul, I’ll make you scream for me.

Your shoulders moved like a feline predator stalking its prey as you crawled up onto his lap. You rose up on your knees. He remained in his unhelpful posture, arms crossed. That’s fine. He never could keep himself from touching you for long. Your hand touched his length, stroking him lazily several times while watching his face closely, his only reaction being a slight purse of his lips. You knew he was probably biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself so stoic.

You moved to be above him, lining his cock up with your entrance and sinking down on him. You bit your lip to keep from moaning and Dewdrop hissed in response. Fuck. It didn’t matter how many times you did this, it felt so fucking good every time.

You lifted yourself back up, wanting to start slow, but Dew had other ideas. He swiftly grabbed your hips and forced you back down on him hard, punching the air from your lungs with the strength of his thrust. A cry escaped from your lips.

He was never able to help himself from manhandling you, especially when you were on top. But, it was unusual for him to lose his patience so quickly. He bucked his hips up into you as you tried and failed to establish a pace. He wouldn’t let you go, his claws digging into the plush skin at your waist possessively.

“Dew!” You gasped his name as he claimed the flesh of your neck, biting and sucking everywhere he could. 

Frustration and pleasure hit you right in your middle. No movement was your own. He was relentless. And he was not loosening his grip on you for a second. He was so out of control it seemed, like some part of him had woken up and seized authority over his brain. 

It was because you dropped your glamour.

The realization hit you right as you began to see stars once more. It was so good. Too good. Just his cock inside you and you felt yourself barreling towards another orgasm. His pace was almost cruel, dragging you up and pulling you back down, feeling every inch of him.

Another heavy breath escaped you before you could speak, “Dewdrop?”

He cursed again, “What?” His hand fisted your hair, catching your lip between his fangs and tasted you. 

You broke the kiss, biting the inside of your cheek to ground you. The pain helped you find your words, “You want me to be yours?”

“Yes.” He growled, “Fuck.”

Your voice was barely a whisper now as you fought harder to stave off your climax, “All yours?”

“Yes.”

You snaked your tail up again, this time caressing the side of his neck with the spaded end. You dragged it back, brushing his long hair away from his neck, exposing the skin peppered by smudges of your lipstick. 

“Then let me mark you.”

A sound escaped him that was between a breathy laugh and a scoff. “I knew that’s what you wanted.” His pupils nearly completely enveloped his red eyes, and you knew yours were blown just as wide. “Take your pleasure from me, temptress.”

Without hesitation, you sink your teeth into the pale grey flesh of his neck as you reach ecstasy. You taste him in your mouth, then everywhere all at once. His blood is a liquid inferno on your tongue, igniting your senses. Your cries are muffled as you feel every muscle in your strong demonic body clench simultaneously. You hold him tight, claws taking root in his skin, as though he is your very life force as you ride the waves of your pleasure. 

Feeling your orgasm is more than enough to put him over the edge with you. You felt his dick twitching as he spilled himself deep inside of you and filthy words of lust leave his lips.

“Fuck. You’re all mine. Now and fucking forever.”

You release your mouth from his neck to allow him his turn, admiring for a slim moment the mark worth your canines. A breath barely passes your lips before he yanks your hair to the side and bites down on your neck, marking you back, his cock still pulsing inside you. 

Your eyes close tightly and you roll your hips, following the rhythm of each lap of his tongue on your neck until he breaks his hold on you. Both of you groan from the overstimulation, but your body fails you, feeling too spent to go another round right now.

You don’t waste time. Dewdrop is not one for cuddles, usually, but neither are you. A discomfort fills your body when you pull yourself off him, but you brush it off as the true nature of your hellish form overstaying its welcome.

Standing from the bed, you made your way to the vanity. Spying your glamourless self was not new, but it stirred something within you. Seeing the bite marks, hickies, and scratches he left gave you a tingling feeling.

You never came out from a tryst with Dew looking unscathed, but this was different. You brought a hand to your swollen bottom lip and ran your other hand through your hair, touching your pointed ears. Sighing, you went to change back, concentrating on changing your skin, your patterning back to human-like.

Dewdrop seized your wrist, “No.”

You jumped, whirling towards him. You hadn’t realized he even got out of bed. “No?”

“Just stay yourself a little longer.” His fiery gaze dropped almost timidly to the floor, “Please. I like you like this.”

Words failed you. But how could you possibly ignore his plea?

The answer?

You couldn’t. 

Anything for your fire ghoul.

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[ardberts]

Nara Landali

— B A S I C S

Name: Nara Landali Nicknames: Princess (affectionate), princess (derogatory) Age: 24 Nameday: 11th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon Race: Midlander Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Profession: Warrior of Darkness, Omnicrafter

— P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C T S

Hair: Her natural color is black, but she dyed it blonde after EW. Eyes: Gold. Skin: Warm tan, golden in proper lighting. Tattoos/scars: None, surprisingly enough.

— F A M I L Y

Parents: Alive and well, still living in Thavnair. Siblings: None, unless you count Samir. Grandparents: Probably exist, but I haven't given them any thought. In-laws and Other: None, unless you count Aymeric. "Oh, that's my Aymeric-in-law." Pets: Buttlet (chocobo), and Otes (amaro).

— S K I L L S

Abilities: DRG/WAR main (prev. RDM/BLM), omnicrafting. Hobbies: Reading, shopping, baking, journaling, training, and decorating her house and apartment.

— T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Loves deeply and often, empathetic. Most Negative Trait: Self-centered, and impulsive.

— L I K E S

Colors: Black and gold. Smells: Jasmine, sage, vetiver, strawberries, freshly-baked bread, garlic, old libraries, Thavnairian spices (specifically as she strolls the marketplaces), and the ocean. Textures: Anything soft. Drinks: Coffee, water, ale, champagne, wine.

— O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: Maybe if she's super drunk, but otherwise no. Drinks: Definitely a social drinker, has been known to get very drunk at parties. Drugs: Infrequently, and only if the occasion arises. Mount Issuance: Buttlet accompanies her almost anywhere she goes in the field, and Otes does the same when she's on the First. Mostly, she rides a motorcycle (SDS Fenrir) for transportation. Been Arrested: Somehow, never.

Tagged by: @lilbittymonster 🤍 tyyyy! Tagging: @snotsloth @galpalaven @myreia @gatheredfates @grievelle @aethergazing @iona-xiv @birues @ishgard and whoever wants to do it because i'm the worst at taggingggg ~♥️

#oc: nara

[i-mybrunettelady]

saw this tag game and wanted to spread! :> tagging: @herald-of-aurene, @echowilds, @moonlit-grove, @mistreaders-requiem, @mistrall-art, @averagebreadslice, @phantasmalduelist, @commanderthalys, @archesa

-- B A S I C S

name: alysannyra ainsaf/ainsaph nicknames: lyss, alyssa, nyra age: 19 in PS, 30 in SotO birthday: 10th zephyr (10th of january) race: ascalonian human gender: female (she/her) orientation: bisexual profession: warmaster of the vigil, commander, dragon champion, wayfinder (she really dislikes it and prefers commander, as she is one still in my canon! she rejoins the pact in season 4 <3)

-- P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

hair: golden brown eyes: originally blue, turned pale purple skin: pale, yellow undertone tattoos/scars: burn scars on her arms and legs, claw mark on her right breast, and many more

-- F A M I L Y

parents: antonia ainsaf née gwent (living), william ainsaf (living) siblings: deborah ainsaf (living), leyiton ainsaf (living) grandparents: eldon ainsaf (living) in laws and others: trahearne (husband), lord faren (fiancé), aurene (daughter), considers braham her brother + deborah's kids who are her nieces and nephews pets: riannoc the cat + 11 others

-- S K I L L S

abilities: guardian (ability to shape light, dragonhunter/firebrand mix) hobbies: translation, literary theory, learning languages, learning new combat techniques, working out in general, strategy, chess, weapon collecting

-- T R A I T S

most positive trait: charismatic, decisive, protective, confident, self-assured, ambitious, leadership material most negative trait: has a god complex, stubborn, thinks her way is the best, proud, ambitious, leadership material

-- L I K E S

colors: blue, white, silver smells: alcohol from wound cleaning, chocolate, roasted meat textures: scar tissue, velvet drinks: coffee, herbal tea, sour krytan wine

-- O T H E R D E T A I L S

smokes: no drinks: formerly yes, nowadays mostly no. sometimes, but in minimal quantities drugs: no been arrested: yes

#gw2 #tag game #alysannyra #gw2 commander #gw2 oc #let's spread a cool ask game #all fandoms apply but gw2 too #guild wars 2

[minheelovelee]

Could you write something nsfw about Baekseung? 😵‍💫 I don't have anything specific in mind, anything you'd like!

i’ll probably continue my a-z nsfw series. lmk if you wanna see other members!

warnings: nsfw lol.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

- giggly. laughs at everything. he gets that post-nut happiness. feels like a dolphin jumping through a golden hoop surrounded by bubbles and sparkles. whatever that means.

- hugs you and kisses you everywhere on ur face.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

- likes his waist. he’s always wearing those slutty ass crop tops like come on ur just asking to be praised.

- he likes boobs lol. he’s so tall so he can see them really good from his angle. speaking from experience.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- always uses a condom. has one on him at all times. just incase. he doesn’t like it messy bc he hates cleaning it up. if u asked him to cum anywhere else, he would, bc your his princess and he does whatever you ask <3

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- likes being choked. he did it on accident when getting off and after he came he was like. why did i do that. he did it again. and again.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

- virgin. he watches pr*n so he thinks he knows what’s happening. he doesn’t. he’s a quick learner though.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

- he fucking loves taking u from behind. especially when ur bent over a surface so he can actually reach you. likes grabbing at ur hair.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

- he’s so smiley bc he luvs u. but he keeps it p serious. doesn’t really laugh until after sex. he’s like wow can’t believe i just had s*x.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

- i really don’t know???? i would guess he keeps it clean but not bald.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

- he’s really good at the whole boyfriend thing. even if he’s not ur boyfriend he can sure act like it. just wants to make you feel loved and fuck you like a slut.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

- doesn’t do it often. it’s a biweekly thing. he would die if he got caught. does what needs to be done though.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- choking. really likes grabbing ur neck from behind and yanking you up to his chest. if u like it he’d be so happy. also likes getting choked bc he’s kind of crazy. put your hand on his neck when ur riding him and he’ll smile so big.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

- bedroom. likes to keep things private. likes fucking in hotel rooms too.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

- if u hint that you want it, he’s giving it to you. doesn’t play around. just tell him what you want.

- always wants to fuck when you cook for him. likes when u wine and dine him. dinner and a good time.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- won’t keep going if someone walks in unexpectedly. he’s like gtfo i hate living here. then he gets soft and goes down on you. poor baek.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

- laurves both. isn’t offended if you don’t want to give him head bc he’s p big. if he’s too big for you he’ll help you take it slow. dies when you take it all btw.

- thinks giving head is so fun. ur sitting on his face for sure. also likes it from behind. holds you in place reallll tight.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

- both. he’s lanky, but he has nice control over his hips. likes it rough overall though.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

- so down. especially if ur just exchanging head and calling it a day. will do anything to please you and would go down on you before you left for the day. he’s fine waiting. <3

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

- not that risky. would try anything you wanted simply bc you asked.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

- can go up to 3. then he starts complaining like “damn bitch you still going?”

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

- doesn’t own any. would let you vibe tf out of him though.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

- he wants to give you the entire world and more. doesn’t tease unless you give him a reason too.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

- makes nice sounds. <3 like sooooo so pretty. long drawn-out moans + grunting right in ur ear. likes whispering to you too. keeps it pretty quiet overall but likes to remind you he’s there making you feel this nice.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

- cockwarm him. while he’s playing video games or writing lyrics in his room. just appreciates the warmth and closeness a lot. <3

- also can we talk about the fact that everyone thinks he’s some kind of sex god daddy dom. like yeah I agree. BUT. he might cry the first time you have sex bc it’s so overwhelming.

X = X-ray

- there’s absolutely no way he isn’t packing heat. like his hands are huge. his body is huge. he acts like he has the biggest cock in the world. im thinking like 7 on a bad day? somewhere between 7 and 8 on his best days.

Y = Yearning

- would fuck you everyday if you wanted. don’t ask to fuck every night though bc he’ll do that instead of sleeping.

Z = Zzz

- stares at you for as long as possible. he’s just trying to figure out how he ended up here. likes watching you sleep too. he’s good to do stuff after sex or nap. whatever u want. <3

#epex smut #mhll epex #mhll baekseung

[noloveforned]

i'm getting ready to spend another friday night on wlur from 8pm until midnight. swing by or catch up with last week's show below!

no love for ned on wlur – may 12th, 2023 from 8-10pm

artist // track // album // label jale // ali // so wound // sub pop urusei yatsura // plastic ashtray // we are urusei yatsura // rocket girl hole // violet // live through this // dgc mhaol // asking for it // attachment styles // tulle mousey // the bench // my friends // winegum cheekface // popular two // it's sorted // (self-released) kate davis // monster mash // fish bowl // anti- the long blondes // once and never again // someone to drive you home // rough trade pale lips // get up and go // if you gotta go-go, go-go now- a tribute to the go-go's // sympathy for the record industry the courettes // night time (the boy of mine) // back in mono // damaged goods vera ellen // homewrecker // ideal home noise // flying nun calvin johnson // good and crazy // gallows wine // k hannah everingham // go on // between bodies // (self-released) hayden featuring feist // on a beach // are we good // arts and crafts sweeney // home song // stay for the sorrow // observable universe golden brown // busted crystal // weird choices cassette // inner islands center // the empty gesture // over the stations // bruit direct disques abdul wadud and leroy jenkins // straight ahead (excerpt) // straight ahead // red kahil el'zabar and ethnic heritage ensemble featuring dwight trible and david ornette cherry // don cherry // spirit gatherer- a tribute to don cherry // spiritmuse cvartetul de jazz paul weiner // colinda p // spirale // electrecord drew gardner featuring marco eneidi, roberto de haven and vytas nagisetty // the human abstract // the return cassette // astral spirits john carroll kirby // jubilee horns // septet // stones throw theo croker featuring ego ella may and d’leau // theo says // by the way ep // masterworks planet giza featuring saba // wyd // ready when you are // quiet note aj suede and televangel // rosicrucian rolls royce // parthian shots // fake four yaeji featuring k wata // ready or not // with a hammer // xl heather woods broderick // i want to go // labyrinth // western vinyl waterbaby // airforce blue // foam ep // sub pop evening pines // take a few steps back // it will take a long time // both worlds the lost days // half the time // in the store // speakeasy studios sf kid loco featuring katrina mitchell // love me sweet // a grand love story // yellow productions

#wlur #radio shows

[ketlin-r]

VMA 2023 Nominees

Video of the Year 

Doja Cat - "Attention"

Miley Cyrus - "Flowers"

Nicki Minaj - "Super Freaky Girl"

Olivia Rodrigo - "Vampire"

Sam Smith & Kim Petras - "Unholy"

SZA - "Kill Bill"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

Artist of the Year

Beyoncé

Doja Cat

Karol G

Nicki Minaj

Shakira

Taylor Swift

Song of the Year

Miley Cyrus - "Flowers"

Olivia Rodrigo - "Vampire"

Rema & Selena Gomez - "Calm Down"

Sam Smith & Kim Petras - "Unholy"

Steve Lacy - "Bad Habit"

SZA - "Kill Bill"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

Best New Artist

GloRilla

Ice Spice

Kaliii

Peso Pluma

PinkPantheress

Reneé Rapp

PUSH Performance of the Year

August 2022: Saucy Santana - "Booty"

September 2022: Stephen Sanchez - "Until I Found You"

October 2022: JVKE - "golden hour"

November 2022: Flo Milli - "Conceited"

December 2022: Reneé Rapp - "Colorado"

January 2023: Sam Ryder - "All The Way Over"

February 2023: Armani White - "GOATED"

March 2023: Fletcher - "Becky's So Hot"

April 2023: Tomorrow X Together - "Sugar Rush Ride"

May 2023: Ice Spice - "Princess Diana"

June 2023: FLO - "Losing You"

July 2023: Lauren Spencer Smith - "That Part"

Best Collaboration

David Guetta & Bebe Rexha - "I'm Good (Blue)"

Post Malone & Doja Cat - "I Like You (A Happier Song)"

Diddy ft. Bryson Tiller, Ashanti, Yung Miami - "Gotta Move On"

KAROL G & Shakira - "TQG"

Metro Boomin ft. The Weeknd, 21 Savage, Diddy - "Creepin' (Remix)"

Rema & Selena Gomez - "Calm Down"

Best Latin

Anitta - "Funk Rave"

Bad Bunny - "Where She Goes"

Eslabon Armado & Peso Pluma - "Ella Baila Sola"

Grupo Frontera & Bad Bunny - "un x100to"

Karol G & Shakira - "TQG"

Rosalía - "Despechá"

Shakira - "Acróstico"

Best Pop

Demi Lovato - "Swine"

Dua Lipa - "Dance the Night"

Ed Sheeran - "Eyes Closed"

Miley Cyrus - "Flowers"

Olivia Rodrigo - "Vampire"

P!NK - "Trustfall"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

Best Hip-Hop

Diddy ft. Bryson Tiller, Ashanti, Yung Miami - "Gotta Move On"

DJ Khaled ft. Drake & Lil Baby - "STAYING ALIVE"

GloRilla & Cardi B - "Tomorrow 2"

Lil Uzi Vert - "Just Wanna Rock"

Lil Wayne ft. Swizz Beatz & DMX - "Kant Nobody"

Metro Boomin ft. Future - "Superhero (Heroes and Villains)"

Nicki Minaj - "Super Freaky Girl"

Best R&B 

Alicia Keys ft. Lucky Daye - "Stay"

Chlöe ft. Chris Brown - "How Does It Feel"

Metro Boomin ft. The Weeknd, 21 Savage, Diddy - "Creepin' (Remix)"

SZA - "Shirt"

Toosii - "Favorite Song"

Yung Bleu & Nicki Minaj - "Love In The Way"

Best Alternative

Blink-182 - "Edging"

Boygenius - "The Film"

Fall Out Boy - "Hold Me Like a Grudge"

Lana Del Rey ft. Jon Batiste - "Candy Necklace"

Paramore - "This Is Why"

Thirty Seconds To Mars - "Stuck"

Best Rock

Foo Fighters - "The Teacher"

Linkin Park - "Lost (Original Version)"

Red Hot Chili Peppers - "Tippa My Tongue"

Måneskin - "The Loneliest"

Metallica - "Lux Æterna"

Muse - "You Make Me Feel Like It's Halloween"

Best K-Pop 

Aespa - "Girls"

Blackpink - "Pink Venom"

Fiffty Fifty - "Cupid"

Seventeen - "Super"

Stray Kids - "S-Class"

Tomorrow X Together - "Sugar Rush Ride"

Best Afrobeats 

Ayra Starr - "Rush"

Burna Boy - "It's Plenty"

Davido ft. Musa Keys - "Unavailable"

Fireboy DML & Asake - "Bandana"

Libianca - "People"

Rema & Selena Gomez - "Calm Down"

Wizkid ft. Ayra Starr - "2 Sugar"

Video for Good

Alicia Keys - "If I Ain't Got You (Orchestral)"

Bad Bunny - "El Apagón - Aquí Vive Gente"

Demi Lovato - "Swine"

Dove Cameron - "Breakfast"

Imagine Dragons - "Crushed"

Maluma - "La Reina"

Best Direction

Doja Cat - "Attention"

Drake - "Falling Back"

Kendrick Lamar - "Count Me Out"

Megan Thee Stallion - "Her"

Sam Smith & Kim Petras - "Unholy"

SZA - "Kill Bill"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

Best Cinematography

Adele - "I Drink Wine"

Ed Sheeran - "Eyes Closed"

Janelle Monae - "Lipstick Lover"

Kendrick Lamar - "Count Me Out"

Miley Cyrus - "Flowers"

Olivia Rodrigo - "Vampire"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

Best Visual Effects 

Fall Out Boy - "Love From the Other Side"

Harry Styles - "Music for a Sushi Restaurant"

Melanie Martinez - "Void"

Nicki Minaj - "Super Freaky Girl"

Sam Smith & Kim Petras - "Unholy"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

Best Choreography

Blackpink - "Pink Venom"

Dua Lipa - "Dance the Night"

Jonas Brothers - "Waffle House"

Megan Thee Stallion - "Her"

Panic! at the Disco - "Middle of a Breakup"

Sam Smith & Kim Petras - "Unholy"

Best Art Direction

Boygenius - "The Film"

Blackpink - "Pink Venom"

Doja Cat - "Attention"

Lana Del Rey ft. Jon Batiste - "Candy Necklace"

Megan Thee Stallion - "Her"

SZA - "Shirt"

Best Editing 

Blackpink - "Pink Venom"

Kendrick Lamar - "Rich Spirit"

Miley Cyrus - "River"

Olivia Rodrigo - "Vampire"

SZA - "Kill Bill"

Taylor Swift - "Anti-Hero"

#vma #vma 2023 #video music awards #vma mtv #mtv #music #musica #music video #taylor swift #dua lipa #nicki minaj #beyoncé #harry styles #miley cyrus #lana del rey #melanie martinez #shakira #kim petras #sam smith #olivia rodrigo #doja cat #sza #karol g #selena gomez #ice spice #anitta #bebe rexha #demi lovato #rosalia #blackpink

[countlessrealities]

@moonglittering sent: A bottle of wine sat right where Rick had his workspace—it was a nice bottle, too. Deep, dark purple with a golden twist top. The delicate curves of the amethyst bottle glinted in the light, revealing some hint of silver flecks in the glass. Right beside it was a note, folded up with a stamp that was obviously from Virote's kingdom. The note said: 'Rick, I hope this finds you well or whatever! I was gifted this wine by an acquaintance, but I already have a lot of bottles of this. It's from a little city on Neptune. Good stuff. Kind of tastes like mint and blackberries, but strong enough to knock you on your ass. Enjoy! - Vi.'

Rick stopped short the moment he noticed the bottle sitting on his workbench, the hint of a frown touching his face. He didn't like it when people stepped in the garage without his permission, even when he had left none of his inventions or experiments in view. The family got a pass, with the exception of Jerry, but everyone else risked his wrath.

Good thing that the transgressor had left the kind of gift he appreciated enough to let it go...at least for this time.

With a little huff, Rick picked up the note, a brow rising higher and higher as he read it. Damn, in just how many dimensions were the planets of the solar system inhabited? Too many, if you asked him. He didn't like having potential nuisances so close to home.

Well, that wine didn't come from his current dimension anyway, so he could enjoy the advantages of whatever the Neptunians Virote knew did without having to deal with their shit too.

"K-Knock off my ass. A-As if some fancy wine could do that,” he huffed throwing the note back on the workbench to grab a hold of the bottle instead. "An-And what is this? P-Prince Moonshine's attempt to bribe me into being nicer?"

And wasn't that an hilarious thought. Also, not happening. Ever. But if that wine turned out to be particularly good and as strong as the younger man claimed, maybe he could show his appreciation in a certain other way.

Rick let himself fall in his office chair, kicking his feet on top of the workbench as he uncorked the bottle. The scent that rose from it promised the kind of liquid ambrosia that could often be found in Virote's liquors selection and that alone made not being impressed very hard.

"F-Fuckin' cheers to the perks of b-bedding literal royalty," he mused to himself, smirking in amusement as he brought the bottle to his lips.

If the younger man had expected him to be proper and drink it in a carefully picked wine glass...He had better think again.

The sweet but fresh flavour filled his mouth, coating his tongue as the strong alcohol made it tingle. A refined, classy, real fucking fancy taste, but that didn't make it any less good. And the burn in the back of his throat when he swallowed the mouthful was just as delicious.

Rick let out a pleased grunt, before starting down at the bottle. Well, damn. It seemed like Prince Moonshine had earned his reward, after all.

#[ ic :: c137 Rick ] #[ v. Forever a hundred years ; main verse :: c137 Rick ] #moonglittering #[[ he's not gonna admit it but he doesn't mind being spoiled xD ]] #[[ he might make jokes about how Vi is trying to buy him ]] #[[ but deep down he appreciates it ]] #[[ 'cause almost no one in his life has ever been so thoughtful towards him >.> ]] #[[ not in a very long time ]] #;; queue

[hxdrostorms]

“Rules”: repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, feel free to add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!

Stolen from the dash! Feel free to do it, and say I tagged you!

B A S I C S

Name: Kanon, the name was given to him by Shion alongside with Saga. Age: 28 Birthdate: 30th of May 1955 Species: Human Gender: Cis male Orientation: Homosexual, and strictly polyamorous Profession: Originally meant to be part of Athena's army of saints, even though there wasn't a golden cloth pointed for him. However, due to his brother's intervention Kanon was thrown into jail, which led him to find his way to Poseidon. For 13 years, Kanon wore the title of being a Marina general, going by the name of 'Sea dragon Kanon'. After the battle against Athena's bronze saints, Kanon seeked forgiveness from the Goddess, so he could serve her as a saint during the war against Hades' spectres. During this brief period until his death, he wore the Gemini cloth and proudly wore the title of 'Gemini Kanon'.

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Long deep blue hair, the shade of his haircolor is a lot more blue-ish than his brother's. That's the only most noticeable difference between the twins, if someone looked at them while standing next to one another. Otherwise, to anyone who isn't familiar with the other's looks, they might have a hard time telling them apart. Eyes: Blue, it's the same exact color as Saga's. Skin: Slightly tan due to his prolonged exposures to the sunlight. But it is possible to see how fair skinned he is, in parts of his body that barely received any exposure. Height: 1.88 meters Weight: 87 kg

F A M I L Y

Siblings: Gemini Saga, his older twin brother. Parents: N/A. Their Gemini twins are shrouded in mystery in regards to their origins. The only thing that's clear is the fact that both Saga and Kanon have always had a powerful cosmos, so much so they awakened their 7th senses the moment they were born. Thus, they were the very first golden saints to arrive at the Sanctuary, when they were still newborns. Grandparents: N/A Other Relatives: N/A. Growing up, Saga and Kanon didn't have a paternal figure. Shion was barely watching over their growth and trainings. With Kanon constantly being subjugated and compared to his brother, who was well in his way to adorn the Gemini cloth and become the/one of the most powerful golden saints of his era. Any Pets? N/A

S K I L L S

Inhuman strength and agility, he is well adept into the art of hand-to-hand combat. However, he prefers to rely on his powerful skills with his cosmos. While the type of skills are identical to his brother's, it is possible to notice a disaprity of power level between him and Saga. Through his cosmos he can sense and feel others presences, both for enemies and comrades alike. The general marina's scales also function noticeably different, from a golden cloth. He also awakened the 8th sense, much like the other golden and bronze saints, which grants him fully consciousness even in death.

T R A I T S

STRENGTHS. Faithful to any cause he sets in his mind, cunning, cultured and knowledgeable WEAKNESSES. He can't work alongside others in a team effort, easily lets his ego blind him, looks down upon all of his opponents

L I K E S

Colors: Gold and blue Smells: Ocean, grass in the early morning Textures: Silk, water, softness, scales Drinks: Kanon isn't picky at all about what he drinks, this is subject to change depending on where finds himself in. Red wine may be his favorite.

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes?: No Drugs: No Driver License: N/A Ever Been Arrested?: Yes, he was locked away by his own brother's doing and he was meant to die in there, as a punishment for daring to conspire against Athena.

#ooc / #& dash games #« gemini kanon : hc »

[bboyplankton]

2022 Playlist

1. Ab-Soul – Church on the Move

2. Action Bronson – Ninety One

3. Adekunle Gold feat. Stefflon Don – FYE

4. Adekunle Gold – Win

5. Adria Kain feat. Leila Day – Classic

6. Adria Kain – Lost One

7. Adria Kain – Melt Into You

8. Alexis Ffrench – Colours

9. Alex Isley & Jack Dine feat. Bas – On & On

10. Alex Vaughn – So Be It

11. Ali Gatie – Thinkin Bout You

12. Amber Mark – Bubbles

13. Ambré – Superstitious

14. Ant Clemons – In Between

15. Apollo Brown & Philmore Greene – Keep Goin’

16. Ari Lennox – Tatted

17. Arin Ray feat. D Smoke – The Mood

18. Armani Caesar – Queen City

19. August 08 feat. Jhené Aiko – Water Sign

20. Avril Lavigne feat. Mark Hoppus – All I Wanted

21. Bad Bunny feat. Jhay Cortez – Tarot

22. Banks – Holding Back

23. Benjiflow feat. Niji Adeleye – The Chill

24. Beyoncé – Plastic off the Sofa

25. BiC Fizzle – Turnt Shit

26. Big K.R.I.T. – Would It Matter

27. BigWalkDog – Pray

28. Black Eyed Peas feat. J. Rey Soul – Double D’z

29. Boldy James & Cuns – Earned Not Given

30. Boldy James & Cuns – Foot Prints

31. Brandy Haze – Look What You Made Me Do

32. Brent Faiyaz feat. Tre’ Amani – Addictions

33. Burna Boy feat. Blxst & Kehlani – Solid

34. Calvin Harris feat. Normani, Tinashe, & Offset – New To You

35. Cautious Clay – Butterflies in August

36. Che Ecru – 4 This Moment

37. Chris Brown – Harder

38. Christina Aguilera feat. Nathy Peluso – Pa Mis Muchachas

39. Col3trane – Lights Out

40. The Cool Kids feat. Larry June – All or Nothing

41. The Cool Kids – Home Improvement

42. The Cool Kids feat. 6lack & JID – Lightwerk

43. The Cool Kids feat. Pell & A-Trak – Too Bad

44. Cordae – Super

45. Curren$y & The Alchemist feat. Styles P – Whale Watching

46. CyHi – Help Me God

47. Daddy Yankee feat. El Alfa & Lil Jon – Bombón

48. Dave East, Buda & Grandz, & DJ Drama – Prison Yard

49. Dayglow – Deep End

50. Dayglow – Then It All Goes Away

51. Denzel Curry feat. 454 – Sanjuro

52. Destin Conrad – It’s Yours

53. Devvon Terrell – Hating Interlude

54. Dizzy Wright & DJ Hoppa feat. Chris Webby – Outlaws

55. Doe Boy feat. Rowdy Rebel & 42 Dugg – Ain’t My Fault

56. Drake & 21 Savage – Spin Bout You

57. Dram – Wham

58. Dreezy – 21 Questions

59. Duke Deuce feat. Glorilla – Just Say That

60. Duke Deuce feat. Lil Thad, Dubba G, & Glockianna – Respect

61. DVSN – Bring It

62. DVSN – Take It Slow

63. Dylan Synclair – Open

64. Earl Sweatshirt – 2010

65. Eli Darby – Up

66. Ella Mai – Leave You Alone

67. Emotional Oranges – Make Me Wanna

68. Emotional Oranges – She Gotta Man

69. Fana Hues – Breakfast

70. FKA Twigs feat. Jorja Smith & Unknown – Darjeeling

71. FKA Twigs – Oh My Love

72. Freddie Gibbs feat. DJ Paul – PYS

73. Future – Back to the Basics

74. Future – Puffin on Zootiez

75. IDK – Breathe

76. IDK feat. Denzel Curry – Dog Food

77. Jack Harlow – Lil Secret

78. Jada Kingdom – Next Time

79. Jalen Santoy feat. Cyanca, Erick Lottary, Well$, Reuben Vincent – Dismissal

80. Jalen Santoy – White Rice

81. Jesse Reyez feat. 6lack – Forever

82. JID – Crack Sandwich

83. John Legend feat. JID – Dope

84. John Legend feat. Jazmine Sullivan – Love

85. John Legend feat. Jhené Aiko & Ty Dolla $ign – Splash

86. Jor’dan Armstrong – Emotions

87. Juicy J, Lex Luger, & Trap-A-Holics – Hit the Smoke

88. Justin Garner – Cry On Me

89. Justin Garner – These Fires

90. Kenyon Dixon feat. Susan Carol – Here

91. Kranium – Early in the Morning

92. K. Roosevelt – Golden Hour

93. Landon Thomas – Feelings

94. Larry June – Organic Adjustments

95. Larry June feat. 2 Chainz – Still Boomin

96. Lucky Daye – Feels Like

97. Lucky Daye – Over

98. Lupe Fiasco feat. Nayirah – Autobots

99. Lupe Fiasco – Naomi

100. Marc E. Bassy – Having Fun

101. Marc E. Bassy – How Dare I

102. Marques Houston – Right One

103. Maverick Sabre – Can’t Be Wrong

104. Maverick Sabre – Get Down

105. Megan Thee Stallion – Red Wine

106. Method Man – Guillotine

107. Metro Boomin feat. A$AP Rocky & Takeoff – Feel the Fiyaaaah

108. Mickey Factz feat. Ayo Shamir – Regrets

109. Mikhala Jené – Black Love

110. Mikhala Jené – The Switch

111. Miraa May feat. Raye – Go Girl

112. Miraa May – Akeem’s Outro

113. Naomi Lareine – Just Met

114. Naomi Lareine – Paris

115. Nas – Reminisce

116. Nez feat ScHoolboy Q – Let’s Get It

117. Nia Sultana feat. Che Ecru - Cristal

118. Nick Grant – Spellcheck

119. Nnamdï – Benched

120. Nnamdï – I Don’t Wanna Be Famous

121. Ogi – I Got It

122. ØHenry – Belong With Me

123. Omar Apollo – Tamagotchi

124. Orion Sun – Pressure

125. Paul Wall & Termanology feat. KXNG Crooked & Wais P – Clubber Lang

126. Paul Wall & Termanology – Recognize My Car

127. Pharrell Williams feat. 21 Savage & Tyler, the Creator – Cash In, Cash Out

128. Pink Sweat$ feat. Kirby – Better

129. Pink Sweat$ feat. Sabrina Claudio – Waiting On You

130. PJ Morton feat. Wale – So Lonely

131. Pusha T – Brambleton

132. Pusha T feat. Kanye West – Dreamin of the Past

133. Quavo & Takeoff – Bars Into Captions

134. Raheem DeVaughn feat. Arrishun – Catching Feelings

135. Raheem DeVaughn – Retrograde

136. Ransom feat. Simone Pash – Can’t Complain

137. Ravyn Lenae feat. Steve Lacy – Skin Tight

138. Rayana Jay – Unfair

139. Royce Da 5’9” – Dead President Heads

140. Saba feat. Krayzie Bone – Come My Way

141. Saba – Stop That

142. SAFE – Yonge Street

143. Samm Henshaw – Enough

144. Samm Henshaw feat. Tobi Nwigwe – Take Time

145. Siergio – Clothes On

146. Siergio – Take You Out

147. Smino – No L’s

148. Smino feat. Lil Uzi Vert – Pudgy

149. Smoke Dza feat. Steven Young – Right Now

150. Snoop Dogg – Crip Ya Enthusiasm

151. Steve Lacy – Give You the World

152. Sy Ari Da Kid – Vantage Point

153. Syd feat. Kehlani – Out Loud

154. Symba feat. Pusha T – Never End Up Broke Pt. 2

155. SZA – T-Shirt

156. Tank feat. J Valentine – Slow

157. Tank & the Bangas – Jellyfish

158. Tiana Major9 – On God!

159. Tim Lyre – Real

160. Tim Lyre – Spanish Lime

161. Tink – Goofy

162. Tobe Nwigwe & Fat Nwigwe – They Want It, But No

163. Tobi Lou feat. T-Pain – 2hrs+

164. Tobi Lou – Busy

165. Tyler, the Creator & Nigo – Come On, Let’s Go

166. UMI – Too Late

167. Vedo & OG Parker feat. Baby Tate – Come First

168. Vedo & OG Parker – Face Down

169. Vince Staples – Player Ways

170. The Weeknd – Is There Someone Else

171. The Weeknd – Out of Time

172. Westside Boogie feat. Storm Ford – Killa Mode

173. Westside Gunn feat. Busta Rhymes & Raekwon – Science Class

174. Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T., & Girl Talk – Put You On

175. Wizkid – Everyday

176. Xavier Omär – Feelings 4 You

177. YG feat. Mozzy & D3szn – How To Rob of A Rapper

178. YG feat. J. Cole & Moneybagg Yo – Scared Money

179. Yuna – Don’t Wanna Know

180. Yung Bleu feat. Kelly Rowland – Freak Freak

[fratellivogadoriraffaelloross]

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[fluffairy]

I Still Miss Everyone I’ve Ever Loved

A bouquet of flowers in a vase, on a canvas.

Tulips, or irises, or maybe lilies.

Vanitas, memento mori,

Fly levitating at the edge of the frame.

One last coffee at Ditta Artiginale, a hug and a promise,

Then radio silence forever.

Blocked for no good reason,

With no answers available.

I turn away, click clack, down the hall, then

Return and look at the painting again.

She hurt me so many times in so many ways, but I still think:

C would love this, but I can’t send it to her.

A half-liter carafe of house wine split between two

(Red, because of her blood sugar), smiles over risotto,

Going out of my way to Ponte Santa Trinita

because I didn’t want to leave her.

She studied anatomy and flayed bodies and

Sculptures made of wax 500 years ago,

Slowly melting off their metal armature.

I come across an anatomy book that seems perfect for P,

But I can’t send it to her.

The golden boy who didn’t want to commit,

Who turned to a dull grey once the rose-colored glasses came off.

Tall, comfort, closeness, a special something that nobody but the two of us understood.

Comics and movies and Shirley Jackson novels,

Remembering how it felt to be pressed between him and his car in the middle of a park at dusk,

Big hands around my waist, glasses thrown to the side.

The golden boy who was a grown man, actually,

Who messed with a young woman’s head, who refused to blow out his torch

Just for me.

I’m supposed to be over it, but I still think about him.

I see books on comics culture and the history of horror at work,

I think that he would love it, and I never want to see his face again,

But a dull ache burrows into my chest.

I lost M, and I am glad I did, but it doesn’t make it better.

I close my eyes and I’m back in Texas, speeding down the highway to Houston,

Eating tacos and kolaches and guzzling iced coffee.

I think of the days I spent with K in our senior semester,

an overnight in my dorm room for fall break,

Christmas lights twinkling and Trader Joe’s ravioli on the stove,

Thinking even as it all happened that this would be something I would remember, and long for, someday.

She was strange and had so much traumatic baggage and weird interests,

and we called each other Dante and Virgil,

And I didn’t think I had ever had a best friend as good as her.

A letter written in anger on a train ride home from Philadelphia,

A letter that came in the mail two months later, ending a friendship

That had changed and determined so much about my life.

She hurt me, and was not a good friend to me at the end, but maybe

I wasn’t a good friend to her either.

I read a book, I watch a show, I screenshot a tweet, I want to send it to her,

But I can’t.

I’m better off without these people,

But the feelings still inundate me.

These people haunt me like ghosts, a foot behind me but just within reach,

Just close enough to bring back whenever I want.

Am I their ghost, too?

Do they see a Michelangelo sketch or a photo of Santo Spirito or

An Old Hollywood film and want to send it off to me?

These ghosts are conjured by myself, nostalgic to a fault

And lonely beyond belief.

I’m glad that I hold my memories and experiences with me, but

Sometimes I wish I could leave them behind.

Pack up the vanitas painting and the carafe of wine and the parking lot and the ravioli

And shove it under my bed.

Ghosts don’t always have to haunt you.

But I don’t quite know how to let them go.

KS 10/17/22

#ugh yikes #wrote this in one go and had an uncontrollable urge to put this *somewhere* #poetry #my writing

[edgewaterfarmcsa]

CSA WEEK 10

P I C K L I S T

TOMATOES! - CHERRY TOMATOES  - SWEET CARMEN PEPPERS - PURPLE PEPPERS - CARROTS - CABBAGE - OREGANO - CILANTRO - EGGPLANT - MELON - CAULIFLOWER -SHALLOTS 

This newsletter is written from my house, where I will be all day today, tomorrow and the foreseeable future as I am currently posted up with a sick kiddo and a perfectly well (and wild) 3 year old.  We are all bumming pretty hard over here and fingers crossed will make it to the Cornish Fair by the weekend.  Meanwhile the field crew is coming together and providing the CSA team with ample support.  Just last night they were in the fields bunching all your carrots and we are all so lucky they had already swept the cabbage and cauliflower field on Saturday.  I continue to be grateful for both Mrs. T on early morning oregano duty and Claire on all the other duties.  While I was painting my nails for the 16th time, pondering all the popsicles I should be making with the melons and pushing liquids into this young blood next to me, she was bunching all the cilantro, picking all the tomatoes and peppers and counting out 215 one million times while simultaneously texting me v funny notes from the field.  Another hero of this week is my sweetheart and team mate, Ray Sprague- who is keeping it all together while non-stop pivoting.  He has not made it home before 9pm the past few days- and I like to think he is hitting up the west leb strip and partying super hard, a la applebees, kotos and icecream 4U.  But the truth is, he is labeling, washing, boxing up, and attempting to stay on top of field crops and farm organization while the farm is out 4 people (2 people on vacation, 1 person still in Jamaica, and me with the sickies).  

ALSO, kuddos to Ray and Roy for calling it on blueberry season- it’s been a great run with awesome fruit, but goodness gracious, it was time to walk away and pick melons and cherry tomatoes instead.  

 In conclusion, this week has been a challenge but the fields overfloweth, therefore the CSA parties on.

Pro-tips:

CLAIRE’S FIRST IMPRESSION 

AKA WWCD (WHAT WOULD CLAIRE DO WITH ALL THIS VEG?): STIR FRY AND/OR RATATOUILLE

This salad is only worth making when tomatoes are in season and full of flavour. It should be acidic and tangy, and will taste amazing alongside a piece of slightly charred meat from the barbecue.

crustless rustic bread (stale or fresh) - sourdough or ciabatta, for example - cut in 2-3 cm cubes

Salt and pepper

2 small cucumbers, cut into 2cm pieces

3 tomatoes, cut into wedges

½ red onion or shallot, thinly sliced

1 red pepper, cored and cut into large pieces

1 bunch cilantro, roughly chopped

2 tsp sumac (optional)

Grated zest and juice of ½ lemon

1 garlic clove, crushed

1½ tsp red-wine vinegar 

3 tbsp olive oil

Preheat the oven to 325F

 Spread out the bread on a roasting tray, brush with olive oil and sprinkle with some flaky salt. Bake for 20 minutes until crispy and golden, then leave to cool.

Mix all the other salad ingredients and adjust the seasoning to taste. Just before serving, mix in the toasted bread, using your hands.

 Chimichurri: 

The following recipe was provided by my best friend, Natanya, who says this chimichurri  i’s so good you could drink the stuff… Also, there are a few ingredients you are missing here- no parsley or garlic this week, but I highly recommend picking up these extra ingredients to make said condiment.  Farmstand folks, this will be particularly easy for you.  

 As for what to do with chimichurri, people love it on meat and fish, but i think it's awesome on everything.

 1 whole bunch cilantro, leaves and tender stems

1/2 bunch parsley, leaves

3 stems fresh oregano leaves

1 large shallot

2-3 cloves garlic

1 small red chili (fresno or jalapeno, seeds removed)

1/2 cup red wine vinegar

1/2-1 cup olive oil

Salt to taste

 Instructions: put everything but olive oil in food processor. With the motor running add olive oil until everything is incorporated and reaches the desired consistency. 

Enjoy!

Jenny’s note: the recipe calls for mint, but i think it would be insanely good with cilantro and or oregano!

 This is like eggplant bruschetta, except the eggplant is the bruschetta, topped with a Mediterranean summer salsa of a salad.

Feta is a great alternative to ricotta salata. If you’re put off by the sharpness of fresh onion, pour the red wine vinegar over it in a dish, and let it sit for 10 minutes, tossing it from time to time, before adding it to the salad. No need to add additional vinegar if you do. If you don’t like capers, you can substitute green or black olives. If you don’t care for mint, you can substitute flat-leaf parsley. If you don’t care for eggplant, well, thank you for reading along anyway! Ahem, or brush pitas or flatbreads with olive oil, grill them and dollop this salad/salsa on top.

 1 to 2 tablespoons plus 4 teaspoons olive oil

1 1/2 pounds eggplant (about 2 medium), in 3/4- to 1-inch slices

2 ounces (1/2 cup) chopped or crumbled ricotta salata

2 tablespoons capers, drained

1/3 cup finely diced red onion

3 seeded, diced medium tomatoes (1 1/2 cups)

3 tablespoons minced fresh mint leaves

2 teaspoon red wine vinegar

Freshly ground black pepper.

 Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Coat a large baking sheet generously with olive oil, about 1 to 2 tablespoons. Arrange eggplant rounds in a single layer. Sprinkle with salt and freshly ground black pepper. Roast, without disturbing, for 15 to 20 minutes. Carefully flip each piece: the undersides should be blistery, dark and a bit puffy and should release from the pan with no effort. If they’re not, let it cook longer. Once flipped, sprinkle them with additional salt and freshly ground black pepper and return the pan to the oven for another 10 to 12 minutes or so, until the undersides match the tops.

[Alternatively, on the grill: Brush eggplant slices with oil; sprinkle with salt and pepper. Grill eggplant slices until slightly charred and tender when pierced with knife, about 5 to 7 minutes per side.]

 Meanwhile, mix your ricotta, capers, onion, tomatoes, mint, vinegar and remaining 4 teaspoons olive oil in a small bowl. Taste for seasoning; ricotta salata tends to be quite salty so I don’t find that this dish needs more than a pinch of salt, if that. Add more vinegar, if desired. Add freshly ground black pepper, to taste.

 When the eggplant discs are done, arrange them on a serving platter. Scoop a spoonful of the salad over each round. Eat immediately.

[midnight-love-song]

An updated version of the Girls Club film and tv list!! Thanks to everyone who has been recommending things!! You guys are awesome!! So let’s keep this going!! Send me all your faves and anything I’ve missed here!💗💗

(#girls club🎬)

A

Amélie

Another Period (TV)

Agent carter (TV)

B

The Baby-Sitters Club

Barb and the star go to vista del mar

Bend it like Beckham

Birds of prey

Bridesmaids

Black widow

Bringing up baby

Bring it on

Broad city (TV)

The Bold Type (TV)

Bomb Girls (TV)

Booksmart

Bunheads (TV)

But I’m a cheerleader

C

Call the midwife (TV)

Captain Marvel

Carol

Card Captor Sakura (anime)

Centre stage

Charlie’s angels

Las chicas del cable

Crazy ex-girlfriend (TV)

Crazyhead (TV)

The Craft

Clue

Clueless

Coyote ugly

D

Death becomes her

Dead to me (TV)

Derry Girls (TV)

Despite everything

The Devil wears Prada

Dickinson (TV)

Don’t Trust the B*tch in appartement 23 (TV)

E

Emma (2020)

Enough

F

The First Wives Club

Flack (TV)

Fleabag (TV)

The Flight attendant

Freaky Friday

Fried Green Tomatoes

G

Gentleman Jack (TV)

Ghost World

Ghostbusters (2016)

Gilmore Girls (TV)

Ginny and Georgia (TV)

Girlfriends (TV)

Glow (TV)

Grace and Frankie (TV)

Golden girls (TV)

Good on Paper

Gunpowder Milkshake

H

Hacks (TV)

Hilda (TV)

Hocus Pocus

I

I Love Lucy (TV)

Insecure (TV)

J

Jawbreaker

Jessica Jones (TV)

K

Killing Eve

L

LA’s Finest (TV)

A League of their Own

Legally Blonde

Little Women

Living Single (TV)

Love, Nina (TV)

M

Madoka Magica (anime)

Mapp and Lucia

Mamma Mia

Mare of Easttown (TV)

The Mary Tyler Moore Show (TV)

Miss Congeniality

Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day

Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries

My Big Fat Greek Wedding

N

NaNa (anime)

The Nevers (TV)

Now and Then

O

Ocean’s 8

P

Parent Trap

Peach Girl (anime)

Pitch Perfect

Powerpuff Girls

Playing House (TV)

Practical Magic

Pride and Prejudice

Q

Queen of the South (TV)

R

Radium Girls

Romy and Michele’s High School Reunion

Rough Night

S

SailorMoon (anime)

SailorMoon Crystal

She-ra

Sister Act

Sky Rojo (TV)

Spy

St. Trinian’s (2007)

Steel Magnolias

Sucker Punch

T

Tokyo Mew Mew (anime)

Totally spies

10 Things I Hate About You

Thunder Force

U

Unbelievable (TV)

V

W

Warrior Nun

Whip It

White Chicks

Wine Country

Wild Child

The Witches of Eastwick

Wonder Woman

Workin Moms (TV)

X

Y

Yashahime (anime)

Z

#girls club🎬 #Girl power #movies #films #✨women✨ #female films #comedy #drama #horror #sci fi #anime #cinema #Spanish #period drama #Dickinson #but i’m a cheerleader #grace and frankie #birds of prey #mcu #black widow #sapphic #wlw #lesbian #wlw aesthetic #sarah paulson #Emma #girls club #female power #feminist #cottagecore

[tokoyamisstuff]

Tender Ch. 3 - Loki x Mute! Reader

Summary: As time passes,Loki and Reader grow closer.

Warnings: None. Cheesy, self-indulgent romance.

Words:

[Story Masterlist] [All of my Works]

Taglist: @austynparksandpizza​ @queenariesofnarnia​​ @commonintrest​​ @buckylokisimp​ @just-someone-who-likes-to-write​ @lxdyred​ @frostay​ @nina1800​

It was almost 8pm when the display of Loki’s cellphone lightened up, and immediately his heart dropped to his stomach.

Only recently the god had learned how to use this annoying tool, still refusing to take it with him all the time. But since it was easier for you to just text, he’d put up with it.

And truth be spoken, except for Thor sending him those silly ‘Memes’, there wasn’t really anyone eager to talk to him anway - so he knew it had to be you.

Thousand worries were made up by his mind, of you having realized this wasn’t a good idea and canceling your date. Holding his breath, he dared to unlock the screen and read:

“I’m so excited to see you tonight! 💘”

“Don’t raise your hopes” he thought to himself, now busying his mind with every possible way of him fucking things up - and still, your message made him grin from ear to ear.

“As you should be” Loki answered and put down the phone, just to pick itn back up and sending some random emoji’s so it wouldn’t sound so harsh. “💌💚💐😏“

You on the other hand felt as excited as a teenager on their first date, having occupied yourself for hours through trying on different outfits, as well as getting your hair and make-up just right. This was a special occasion, after all!

“I hope he’ll like me...” you thought as you assessed your silhouette in the mirror, debating wether this dress was too revealing or not. In the end, you decided to wrap a silken scarf around your neck - so he won’t have to see the scar.

A knock on your door made you jump a little. Had it already been this late?!

“Miss Y/N?” Loki patiently waited in front of your flat’s door, just for his whole expression to falter when you opened. “You- uh...look ravishing.”

“T-h-a-n-k y-o-u!” You mimicked, trying to give him your most welcoming smile. Oh, how glad you were that he could at least read lips - but then, the most unexpected thing happened.

“You’re welcome” he signed, a little sloppy and unsure how to precizely use his hands, but still good enough for you to understand.

“When did you-” Loki answered before you were even done signing the whole sentence, and you were completely and utterly baffled at his skill. “Started a week ago. Needs some improvement, but I get the basics.”

Basics?! Since when was the God of Mischief so humble? Especially if he really only self-teached this at such an incredible speed, that was amazing!

Loki’s trademark grin spread over his cheeks, pretty satisfied with himself as he saw how your eyes were shining in excitement. “No big deal. Shall we?”

Much to your further surprise, the god even offered you his arm to cling on, before the two of you made your leave.

You couldn’t help but admire how handsome he appeared in that suit, his locks tamed behind his ears and golden accessory complimenting his look. The whole way to wherever he’d lead you was coated in pleasant silence, with both of you exchanging small smiles and joyful glances.

“There we are!” Loki declared proudly, as if you were not still in the Stark Tower - well, he isn’t allowed to leave, so we’d better make the best of it.

The compound was gigantic, having almost everything one could think about. To be honest, you had expected a restaurant, maybe a movie night or something classy - well, on the other hand you don’t know they do it on Asgard.

But this?!

You’ve never been at this part of the tower before, unaware there were such beautiful places in this rather boring, high-tech environment.

“I come here often” he signed and you nodded approvingly, “It eases the feeling of being imprisoned.”

Yes, one could truly forget that you were still inside of the tower while standing in that great botanical garden at the top floor, ceiling made completely out of glass and revealing the starry night sky.

"B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l” your mouth formed silently, just as you felt a hand on your hip. Loki embraced you from behind, his lips gracing your ear as he whispered “Just like you.”

“P-Pardon” he cut himself off, his grip loosening much to your frustration. “I didn’t know what came over me.”

Yet you only clasped his hand, signalizing him it was alright. “Well then...let me lead you to the table.”

In midst of this beautiful garden was a festively decorated table for two, with Loki holding one chair out for you to sit down. It seemed like he had thought of everything, making you wonder just how long he had prepared for this evening to go well.

As a prince, he was not really used to cooking, so he had gotten something in advance, together with some fine wines. “Not to compare with Asgardian quality” he joked, insisting you’d only deserve the best, “But it will do.”

Loki Odinson was the perfect gentleman, and every second of this date you became more aware of how unbelievably you had already fallen for him from the very start.

The two of you would exchange tales about your respective homelands, impactful events on your life as well as your dreams and ambitions. Even without a single spoken word, this conversation was deep and so natural, you could’ve kept on forever.

He would be happy to show you some little magic tricks, such as making blossoms float or lights appear everywhere. May you want it or not, the prince showered you in small gifts such as a selection of his most favourite reads he thought you might like, or a bracelet resembling two snakes intertwined with each other.

Oh, how both of you wished time would stop, letting you revel in this evening just a bit longer...

Having forgotten about time completely, you only realized how much time had passed when the sun was already rising at the horizon.

“Oh my” Loki chuckled shyly, almost feeling guilty for you were probably exhausted. “Let me consort you to your rooms, my fair lady.”

Trying his best to ignore all the spiteful looks Tony’s coworkers gave him as they crossed your way in the hallways, the god wished he would’ve just teleported you back.

“I need to thank you, my love.” The nickname escaped his lips quicker than his mind could catch up on. “Umm, I mean, I really enjoyed myself today. Hopefully you did too.”

You bit your lip, trying to play down your nervousness from expecting him to make a move - yet there was no kiss. Not even a hug, or anything to bid you goodbye.

“Sleep well-” Loki blinked heavily as you clutched on his arm, fingernails digging into the fabric of his suit. “What’s wrong, little dove?”

He squinted his eyes together, racking his brain as hard as he could to decipher your ASL, hopefully not misunderstanding something.

“Do you want to come inside?”

"I-I-I...” Hel, that caught him off guard. But you only gave him a sleepy smile, expression as welcoming as always. “That’s considered bad manners, I mean-”

“Not that!” You huffed quite amused at him becoming all flustered. “I thought you may want to sleep here? Just sleep, nothing more.”

“Of cou- I mean, if you insist” he desperately tried to preserve the last piece of dignity left inside of him, trying to downplay just how needy he was for your affection. "If you insist.”

Sheepishly entering your wide, one-room flat, Loki walked close behind you as his glare immediately went to the sofa on your right - yet you confidently shook your head, pointing towards the king-sized bed.

“This is new to me.” You judgingly rose your eyebrow at his statement, knowing the stories about how he and his brothers were heartbreakers back on Awsgard very well. “Not like that, I mean...ah, forget it.”

Much to your displeasure, the prince would rest far away from you, lying stiffly on his back.

Thinking back about your relationship up until now, you didn’t feel like sleeping in the same bed would cross any line:

It all started very subtle and slowly, but not unnoticed by you and the others - how over time, the God of Mischief was craving your touch. Like his hand ‘accidentally’ brushing against yours, just barely noticeable. Or how he almost naturally cuddled under the blanket with you whenever you were sitting on the same sofa.

The more time passed, the more confident Loki became in his approaches, always wary of your reaction - which would be delighted every single time.

Hugs had already become a firm ritual whenever one of you two traumazized messes were in need of affirmation.

Even some innocent kisses anywhere but your lips were a permanent feature or your togetherness by now, and both of you cherished every second of it.

So you’d plainly crawl over to his side of the bed, pressing yourself against his back.

“I tend to experience nightmares...” Loki whispered, only to be answered with your grip around him depending. "Maybe I should leave."

You snug your head hard against his back, inhaling his scent - for some reason, Loki always smelled like freshly cut grass and old books, not that you'd complain though.

The sound of his heartbeat was like music in your ears, and without giving him a response, it would soon calm you into a sweet slumber.

Tonight, Loki's mind would find peace.

#loki #loki x reader #loki x you #loki laufeyson #loki / reader #loki x y/n #loki / you #loki odinson #god of mischief #marvel #dieney #Avengers #self insert #fanfiction #writing #loki friggason

[justanawesomeowl]

Olympic predictions

Warning: I've only been following figure skating since 2020 grand Prix. I'm not the most knowledgeable on the technical side (or the pcs) but I do try to listen to podcasts and commentators who actually know what they are speaking about. So this is my opinion. Don't go to a betting house with this predictions.

Okay, i might expand on this a bit later (meaning, when i do my predictions on golden skate I might post the full 6 skater list) but here are my realistic-ideal podiums for Beijing 2022:

Pairs (my beloved)

My favourite discipline, the one I would watch if could only watch one

Sui/Han

Boikova/kozlovski

Mishina/Galliamov

A few things come into place here: 1. I want home gold for s/h. No discussion. They should skate clean and they will get it (I would also give it to them just by showing up but we are trying to be serious here) 2. I love b/k and if they do the kind of skate they can, they should get silver, and I want them to place above m/g to restore the balance. They are also the original-last moskvina team so... Yeah. I love them. 3. I don't think t/m will be able to deliver. Historically they've flunked with pressure and there's nothing that makes me think differently this time. 4. P/K are still alternates but you can be sure I would place them on the podium if I could

Ladies

Kamila Valieva

Alexandra Trusova

Anna Sherbakova

In another world, Rika kihira is competing and I'm not supporting an Eteri sweep but we live in the bad place. There's also a discussion to be had about judging, pcs inflation and judges actually using their eyes when it comes to the Russians defects, but I'm going to lean more in the realistic side for this one and accept that they have a political backing no other fed can match. (And some good TES, even though underrotations and edges are being ignored) 1. Whether I like it or not, unless she flunks massively (which I don't want to happen because she's just a kid) Kami is a lock for gold. Do I want isu reform and real judging? Yeah, but that's not the discussion here. 2 Russian-Rocket with a clean program. That's it.Do you remember what we saw at Russian tests? If you don't, look it up. I'm hopping for some transitions and better SS but... 🤷 (It just occurred to me that clean Sasha could outscore kami's free skate and still place silver while getting a world record. That would be best place scenario) 3. Anna feels like a podium lock as well. I don't even know who would be third? I also want her to be safe and healthy.

Men

Yuzuru hanyu

Nathan Chen

Shoma Uno / Yuma Kagiyama

I actually don't care much about men. To the point where I didn't even know who I wanted for bronze. 1. Yuzuru OGM. With a clean 4Axel, although I would give him the medal if he landed everything else. If you think I'm delusional I will inform you that I cheered for Rafa Nadal for 5 hours last sunday, he won but the important point here is that I stick with my choices even when it doesn't seem logical. I'm aware I'm delusional 2. We can give Nathan silver as long as he doesn't flunk like he did in the previous Olympics. Unlike t/m I think he has overcome what happened last time and will do some great skates 3. Between the two, whoever skates cleanest. That's it. Shoma can be great but he has been a bit inconsistent and doesn't have stable triples which affects his base value....

Also, at this point I can see Mark continuing his rocket trajectory and wining bronze. It wouldn't be the weirdest thing AND he is one of the few male skaters who's short program I like (even if the costume is ugly imo)

Dance

I feel like I need to say that I would love to see smart/Diaz on the podium, but that's not realistic and I'm just hopping for a top 10 finish.

Papadakis/Cizeron

Sinsinita/Katsalapov

Stepanova/bukin or h/d

I actually don't follow dance. Could you tell? Number 1/2 could probably go either way, and I have absolutely no idea if s/b are a realistic bronze but my Tumblr dashboard loves them so at least they'll have this fictional bronze. Or h/d. They are the other valid team. I love their lift because it's reminds me of the best discipline: pairs I also hope team Nepo (Davis/smolkin) flunk. I saw their euros free a while ago and.... omg I wish I hadn't. Why did no one tell me they were desacrating virtuemoir's legacy??? And the commentators loved them 👀

Aaaand, that's it!

#all of this because i saw a b/k edit on twitter and it got me thinking about how much i love them #figure skating #beijing 2022 #im not tagging the skaters #come scream to me if you disagree #or if you want to share your predictions on anon #ill post them even if i disagree #i spent 45 minutes on this #owl rambles