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biscuitsngravie · 6 months

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gangsta fairytale (shanks x reader)

cw/tw: mafia/gang setting, age gap (shanks 39, reader 22), fem reader, kidnapping (brief), not exactly a sugar daddy but he we love extravagant flauntings of wealth & financial security, smut lol, piv sex, size kink (he’s 6’6 like cmon LMAO), exhibitionism, we cum inside cause its fun inside, breeding kink, dacryphillia, nickname for reader is “buttercup, and pretty girl” unprotected sex, slightly public sex? Smol mention, belly bulge

part 2 -- part 3

At a club on a thursday night cause you wanted to go, but your friends aren’t free till the weekend and you couldn’t wait. But of course that means it’s mostly a sausage party even tho girls get in free before ten cause it’s still a thursday. And every sausage in the party wants your attention

You’re at the bar nursing a drink wondering why you even came and start debating to leave when a very not sleezy looking guy comes up to you and asks “you wanna know my favorite number?” right before leaning way too close to whisper in your ear “69” before you can even turn to scowl at him

Shanks who grabs the hand that’s about to grab your waist (unbeknownst to you) and leans down to ask the guy “you wanna know my favorite number?” his voice is so heavy you can feel the vibration in your own chest despite the blaring music. You turn around to see an absolute tree of a man and you don’t know if your fight or flight or fuck is kicking in

The guy scurries off cause like….its fucking shanks

Instead of being a bigger fish to outsleeze the guy he asks if you’re alright. You just kinda nod and give a half-assed “yeah” with your eyes mostly down and away from him. He just nods back and taps the bar as he gets ready to leave going “well be safe out here” and it’s that that has you asking him to stay. You insist you wanna buy him a drink and it’s not too hard to convince him to stay for free alcohol so he does.

He compliments your fit casually and is your face warm? No, it’s the alcohol silly. You start talking about all the annoying guys here and how “uncouth” they are (he raises his eyebrows at that one) as you just complain about how “there’s piss in the dating pool.” you wonder if you’ll just have to find the “least shitty” person and settle with them

He starts talking less as you enter your tirade. Eyeing you down and going “well if you don’t mind hanging out with this old fart, i can show you how we did dating back in the day.” you try to give him your snapchat but he doesn’t have it and can’t work it even when you get him to download it, so you just give him your number instead

He tells you to shoot him a text that you got home safe and you think it’s cheesy but you do it anyway

The date is super nice, he takes you to this really nice cafe you’ve been meaning to go to. It’s kinda strange cause the menu doesn’t have prices so it’s hard to choose (being a college student and all) but he assures you he’ll cover the bill and to eat your heart out. After that he takes you on a ferry ride and talks about history on every part of the waterfront. It’s then that you find out he’s in love with the sea and the taste of adventure, but he’s (mostly) settled down nowadays. You hope you can go on an adventure with him one day

You two spend a lot of time talking together (you mostly about your classes and professor drama, him mostly about his adventures in his youth, it’s then that he tells you he’s 39) and spend the waning hours of daylight shoreside, and as the sun sets he maps out the stars for you

“Not to be too forward, but i’d love to steal more of your time.”

So you guys go on another date. And another. And an—

Part of you wonders if/when he’ll ask you to be his girlfriend, but you don’t wanna do the “what are we?” talk, so instead you do your best to enjoy whatever it is you do have. No matter how many times he grabs you by the chin to face him when you’re looking off into the distance asking “what’s up, buttercup?” you just give the same variation of nothing answers. He knows what you want, but he’s scared to give it to you cause of who he is. If only you knew.

You’re walking down the street one day and try to ignore the scurrying behind you. You knew you should’ve left the library earlier, as the days are getting shorter, but the project is due this friday and—

You can’t even scream properly since they cover your mouth first. Your keys are between your fingers, but they grabbed your wrists at the same time. You’re blindfolded and gagged, delicately (as possible) placed in the backseat of a car. They keep saying how perfect you are for their boss and a bag of rocks drops from your stomach to your ass

They take you inside a building, up an elevator and blah blah blah, they take your blindfold off and “present” you to their…

“Shanks!”

“Watch your mouth!” one of them is about to smack you for the disrespect but shanks stops him with a raise of his hand and gives a sign to untie you. You run to him on his ridiculously fancy chair and hop in his arms crying about how these guys kidnapped you and were going to send you to some creep

He asks if you’re hurt, his frown lines pressed into his face as he realizes how bad you’re trembling. He holds you close when you look at him with tears in your eyes, wobbly lips, and a shaky voice saying you’re fine.

If looks could kill, the pair would’ve been incinerated on the spot. But they can’t. So shanks sends them away for a more effective method. They’re never seen again.

It’s then that he says he tells you that he’s the boss. You don’t understand at first until he explains that he’s “inherited” the title since the passing of his father as the crowned prince of the organization

While you’re trying to process it, he explains that that’s why he never asked you to become official with him. That and he didn’t wanna “steal your youth” away from you. But after you beg to stay with him despite it all, he sighs and says he has to be a “real man and stop pussyfitting around.” you’re his girl, and he should’ve been man enough to admit it and take care of you like he should have

Yall are official now. :)

@honeeslust here ya go!

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asmutwriter · 7 months

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The Gangstas Wife (Part 2)

DESCRIPTION: You agree to Thomas Shelby's plan of marriage. Having the wedding ceremony and starting to involve yourself in their family business.

WORD COUNT: 3082

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WARNINGS: swearing, drinking, smoking, underage drinking (brief), smut, vanilla sex, creampie, violence, talk of violence

DISCLAIMERS

This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

I have not watched Peaky Blinders so this may not be accurate to the actual TV show. It will also not follow the timeline of the show. But I hope you enjoy.

Its your wedding day. You'd be lying if you said you could remember most of the day before the ceremony. Your nerves are so high that you tried to drink most of them away. Your friend having to confiscate the alcohol from you. Worried you might pass out from indulging to much. It was after you'd said 'I do' that you remember the party. People drinking, smoking, dancing. Elizabeth comes over to you as you hold a beer.

"Can I try some?"

"Your 15"

"How old where you when you first tried alcohol?" you chuckle, handing it to her as she takes it

"You won't like it" she takes a small sip. Her face scrunching up as she hands it back to you

"That is vile" you nod, drinking it as she dramatically coughs "how can you drink that stuff?"

"Quite easily" you say, amusement in your voice as you ruffle her hair. She bats at your hands

"Stop you're embarrassing me"

"I'm your sister, its my job to embarrass you" she rolls her eyes. Mary running over as she grabs Lizzies hand.

"Come dance with me" she drags her away. You watch as they both dance near a fire pit. Drinking your drink as Tommy walks over to you. Standing next to you. He also watches the people dancing around the fire.

"We should be going" he says "its getting late". You fidgit with your sleeve as you nod

"You're sure your sister is ok to look after Liz and Mary? I don't want to be a burden to her" he smiles slightly

"You're family now so its not a burden" he turns his head to face you as you keep fidgeting with your sleeve. Watching your sisters "you've not left them alone before, have you?"

"Not over night" he nods. His eyes still on you "ok. Ok. I got this" you down the rest of your drink. Half a pint without breathing. Causing him to smile as he looks away. You place it down onto a table nearby. You say goodbye to your sisters before you head off. Hugging them both and kissing the tops of their heads. Following your newly wed husband out to the car.

Tommy had booked a small room in Worcester. The Shelby family had agreed to dropping your sisters off at home. Ada even saying she'll stay in the house with them as you'd never left them on their own before. You'd spoken to her a few times after the ceremony so you trusted her with them. This didn't stop you being anxious the whole journey. Fidgeting with your hands as he drives you both to the place. Getting out he walks with you to the room.

You get inside. He shuts the door behind you as you look around the room. You feel his eyes on you. Watching as you go over to a small fireplace. Running your finger over the mantel piece. You turn to face him. Him taking off his jacket before leaning against the door. "Are you a virgin Flo?" you look at him. Meeting his gaze

"No. No I'm not. Mr Shelby" he nods. Eyes still on you as you swallow deeply. Talking in a soft tone, trying to sound semi seductive as you speak "Can you help me unbutton my dress please?" he moves from the framework. Walking over to you. Not once leaving your eyes as he comes in front of you.

His hands tracing down your sleeved arms before going behind you. Feeling him unbuttoning them. Once he undoes the last one he brings his hands up. Gently pulling the fabric down your body. Letting the dress pool around your feet. Leaving you in your negligee.

You move your hands to his waistcoat. Feeling him remove the item of clothing as your hands go quickly to work on his shirt. Undoing the buttons of that as well. He brings a hand up to your cheek. Leaning forward as he presses a kiss to your lips. Soft kisses being exchanged between the two of you. Your hands undo the last button of his shirt, pulling it from being tucked in his trousers. He moves to your neck. You push his shirt off of him. That falling to the bottom of your feet.

You let your head fall back as he kisses near your collar bone. One of his hands going to your lower back as he keeps you pressed against him. The other going to your breast at he kneads at it. One of your hands goes to the back of his neck. The other gripping at his shoulder as a soft moan escapes past your lips. He moves back up. His hands going to the bottom of your negligee. You bring your arms up as he pulls it over your head. Leaving you naked in front of him as he drops it onto the floor.

A soft blush coming over your cheeks. His hands going to the button of his trousers as he undoes them. Taking his underwear off as well. Leaving you both naked. A hand coming to the back of your neck as he kisses you. Your hands coming up to rest on his chest as he leads you to the bed. His arms wrapping around your waist as he lifts you onto it. Lying down as he comes on top of you. Your lips never parting as you wrap your arms around his neck.

He keeps himself elevated above you by resting on his forearm. The other hand coming and tracing down the side of your body. Grabbing at the flesh of your thigh. Your legs going either side of him as you feel him adjust above you. He moves away from your lips, causing you to open your eyes, half lidded as you feel his fingers go to your core. Soft whimpers leaving your lips as he pushes a finger into you. You shut your eyes, hand going to the back of his head as you pull him down. Capturing his lips with yours as he drags his finger along your walls. Inserting another one into you.

"So fucking needy already" he murmurs, moving away from the kiss. Letting the sounds fall past your lips and landing delicately on his ears. He kisses at your neck as he continues his slow drag against you. Building you up slowly, ready for his cock. You shut your eyes, enjoying the feeling of bliss going through your body. The gentle kiss at your neck as he continues a steady rhythm with his fingers. Getting closer to your high.

You let out an annoyed huff as he removes his fingers. The steady bliss leaving your body suddenly. Opening your eyes you look at him. His piercing blue ones looking back down at you, blown out with lust as he hovers above you. You lean upwards, trying to kiss him. To get any sort of contact again. But he just lets out a soft chuckle. The hand that was inside of you coming up and gently pushing down onto your chest. Another annoyed huff coming from you as your eyes stay on his lips.

"Please sir. Want to feel you". Those little words causing him to smile softly. His hand moving from your chest as he takes his length. Lining himself up with you as he slowly pushes into you.

"Shit" you grip the back of his neck. Your other hand grabbing at his arm as he smiles down at you. Kissing you as he bottoms out. He moves away from your lips, starting to move his hips into your. Your eyes flutter shut as his slow, precise movements. Your hand gripping his body as soft whines of pleasure leave your lips. His thrusts start to get faster as your moans get louder. Feeling yourself fall more into the state of bliss.

"P-please... please don't stop" you speak out. You feel your face scrunching slightly as your high builds up and up. Your nails digging into the back of his neck slightly as you bite your bottom lip. Feeling his lips start to kiss at your neck, instinctively tilting it so he can gain easier access to it. You feel him letting out soft grunts, the air hitting your skin as he also gets close. "Gonna cum. Please..." you feel him smile against your skin as you push your legs together. Your orgasm hitting you. An unholy moan escaping your lips

"Fuck" he mutters, feeling you clench around his length. He moves in and out of your hole a few more times. Over stimulation soon hitting you, causing you to whine out and clench your legs together. A few more thrusts before his hips move fully into you before he releases himself. The sensation of him filling you up. You get rid of the iron grip you have on his neck and arm. Gently running your hand soothingly over his neck as the other one remains rested on his arm. You both catch your breath before he pulls out of you.

He lies next to you. The both of you staring up at the ceiling for a few moments. Sitting in the sex filled air. He sits up, you turn your head to watch him as he grabs a pack of smokes and takes two out. Passing one to you as he grabs some matches too. You turn to your side as he passes you one of the sticks he got out. You place it into your mouth as you sit up slightly. Arm bent as you rest your head on your hand. He sits up on the bed, one leg bent as he rolls the cigarette over his lips before placing it there. Lighting the match he does yours first before his. Smoking in blissful silence before going to sleep.

It had been a couple of months since you'd married Mr Shelby. 2 months in fact. The Shelby's didn't fully trust you. Whenever they spoke about business they would always speak in hushed tones. Often going silent if you walked into the room. You understood why. You figured they did this for a variety of reason - the less you know the less you have to talk about; they didn't fully trust you yet due to being a new member of the family; and they didn't know if you had any ulterior motives. That was where the list ended.

So to say that they're behaviour towards you was mildly irritating would probably be an understatement. But you gritted your teeth and got on with your life. You don't expect them to tell you all the gritty details but even just being able to have a conversation with your husband or one of your in-laws without it turning into them asking you why? Why were you wanting to know about their days? Why did you care whose blood you were washing out of your husbands shirts?

You were in your house. Mending a torn dress as you hear the door slam. Jumping you go over to greet whoever was at the door. Furrowing your brow in confusion at the empty hallway. Then you hear the annoyed shouting next door. In their work house. You put down your dress. Going over to the wall you press your ear against it. Curiosity getting the better of you as you listen in. Although you couldn't make out the words exactly, you could hear who it was talking. You heard Tommy's voice. Mixed with both John and Arthur's.

You try and focus on their words. Frowning slightly as you try and figure out what they are saying. Them speaking to softly for you to be able to hear "What the hell are you doing?" Jumping you turn around. Seeing Polly. Her eyes on yours as you clutch at your heart.

"Fuck you scared me. I didn't hear you come in"

"Clearly" she speaks "what were you doing?" watching you as you think of an excuse. The longer you stay silent the more... aggressive her stare became.

"I thought I heard rats in the walls. I've seen them outside a couple of times and I heard a scratching so I was just listening for them" you try to keep your eyes steady on hers as you feel fear coming over your body at your lie. The sounds of the boys next door stopping. She nods, eyes going to the wall as she takes her coat off.

"How was your day?" You try to control your breathing as you change the subject. Blanking out for her answer as she tells you about her day. 'mhmm'-ing in agreement as she talks. Thinking shes taken your bluff as she stops dwelling on it.

You spend the rest of the evening as you normally would. You play a card game with your sisters as Tommy continues his work next door with his family, Polly now joining them. You put the girls to bed. It was late by this point so you go upstairs, starting to get ready for bed. You wash your face, hearing the bedroom door open you look around. Seeing the familiar frame of your husband walk in.

"How was your day?" you ask Thomas as he walks into the room fully. Feeling his eyes on you as you turn your face away from him again. Continuing to get ready for bed. Taking off your dress. You turn to face him properly. Confused as to why he wasn't answering you. His face strikes fear into your very core. His eyes boring holes into you as you stand there. He remains silent as he watches you. Like a hawk on its prey.

He reaches into his jacket. Taking out a gun. Your body going stiff as he walks over to the vanity unit in your bedroom. Placing the gun on the top. Then taking his jacket off as he places it over the top of the chair. "Mr Shelby?" Trying to sound unwavered by his glare but your voice coming out as a whisper. He turns around to face you. Hands leaning on the unit now behind him. Fingers dangerously close to the gun. You manage to move your eyes away from the weapon and up to his face as he starts to speak.

"I spoke to Polly earlier. She told me that we have a rat problem" you nod slightly

"I heard them in the walls..." you whisper out

"What was that?" he leans forward slightly, almost mocking. Daring.

"I heard them" your voice stronger this time "In the walls. She found me listening for them" he nods. Watching you still. Silence cutting through the air.

"I had to kill someone today". The lack of emotion with those cruel words sends a shiver down your spine. You look away from him. Eyes panning to the ground. "I found out that one of my men had been double crossing me" you hear him walk over to you. His hand comes up. Grabbing your face under your jaw. Forcing you to look straight at him as your hands go up. Instinctively going to his wrist.

Although you manage to control yourself from shaking in fear you aren't able to control the panic going through your eyes as he pulls you close to him. "So I took his eyes. His fingers. And his tongue" his thumb gently brushing over you lips as his sharp blue orbs stay on yours. "Before I left him to bleed out on the floor". Now you understand why his enemies fear him so.

"Mr Shelby... Please..." you feel your eyes filling with tears. The fear and pain from his grip making your eyes start to well up.

"You know who my family are. What my family do. You knew all this before we got married. There must've been some other reason as to why you decided to eavesdrop on us having a private meeting". You stay quiet. The grip on your jaw tightening. Causing you to take a sharp breath in. "The truth Florence". Pain surging through your jaw. His blunt nails digging into the flesh of your cheeks. A single tear falling down your cheek. Eyes darting between his as he watches, waiting for your answer.

"I- I heard the door slamming and then voices and I got curious... I thought... if I knew wh-what the problem was - if there was a problem - then I could help... that I could be of service to you and your family... I promise Mr Shelby. It was just a stupid mistake. I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..." He thinks for a moment. Taking in what you just said. His hand loosens slightly but doesn't drop your face.

"You wanted to be of service to myself and my family?" you nod. As best as you can given his hold on your jaw. He thinks for a minute. Your eyes watching each others as silence once again fills the room. He drops your face. Going over to the vanity unit again. Eyes darting back to the gun as you try and keep your best composure. You look back at him when he grabs a cigarette from his jacket pocket. Lighting it as he sits down on the chair. He watches you, eyes scanning over your currently half dressed body.

"I know what you're family thinks of me"

"Why do you care what they think of you?"

"Normally I don't. But the lack of trust they have with me is... unnerving. Every time I go into a room I worry they're going to kill me" you walk over to him. Slowly as to not startle him. Aware that his gun is in grabbing distance. You kneel in front of him. Eyes on his as you rest your hands on his legs. "I don't expect them to trust me enough to tell me their personal lives. But it'd be nice to not fear for my life every time I walk into a room. I thought if I could help with your enemies then they might like me more".

He takes a deep inhale of his smoke. Thinking about what you've said. He removes the cigarette with his middle finger and thumb, watching you as rings of grey exit his mouth. "We have a family meeting tomorrow. Nine o'clock. You can join us and I'll start thinking about letting you into the more gritty parts of our jobs, eh?"

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osakunt · 1 year

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worick x reader x nicolas angst to smut if you don't do that then angst to fluff I just need some gangsta material tbh

- MINORS DNI

God I’m so sorry for the long wait 😭 I can’t think of anything angst to smut ……. Here’s just some smut

Nic’s balls clap against your ass while he vigorously trusts into you. The way his curved cock drags inside of you has you on cloud nine. Scraping your insides while you swirl your tongue on Worick’s tip. The precum he leaks makes you want to devour his dick whole.

The stimulation you are going through is something that was a first, definitely a must try again experience .

Your chest rises and falls with every deep breath you take trying to calm your self down.

The man between your legs moves and the blue eyed loud mouth takes over. His dick is much thicker than. Nic’s, filling you up to the brim.

“Let’s get this party started, shall we ?”

Worick can’t hold his excitement anymore. He goes for it without a warning. Nicolas is the next to shove himself into your mouth. You take it. They try to dominate you but you don’t let yourself get thrown under.

You had been submissive ever since this started. You grab his cock and let your mouth do it’s magic while clamping your walls around Worick. At this rate neither had a chance against you.

“Doll, you’re being a little to aggressive”

Nicolas grunts to the blond’s comment, his balls had already tightened on him. It was a matter of time before he tapped out.

Worick was another that was to lose the war against your cunt. Your pussy had him completely drunk - with Nic drained - you pull the gigolo towards you. Your rough kissing pushes him over the edge, spilling himself into you.

#gangsta nicolas #gangsta worick #gangsta x reader #gangsta smut #worick arcangelo #Worick smut #nicolas brown #[‼️] yess responds

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lanitashiddencrackstash · 9 days

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which lana girl am i today

୨୧ gangsta bitch

୨୧ brooklyn baby

୨୧ sad girl

୨୧ cinnamon girl

୨୧ carmen

୨୧ serial killer

୨୧ dragon slayer

୨୧ queen of hearts

୨୧ lizzy grant

୨୧ your girl

୨୧ wild one

୨୧ sweet heart

୨୧ smarty

୨୧ queen of the gas station

୨୧ jealous girl

୨୧ ruby

୨୧ may jailer

୨୧ queen of coney island

୨୧ lolita

୨୧ girl that got away

୨୧ paradise

୨୧ miss america

୨୧ summer of sam

୨୧ Venice bitch

୨୧ diet mt.dew baby

୨୧ sweet

୨୧ good girl

୨୧ honeymoon

୨୧ A&W

୨୧ American

୨୧ freak

୨୧ BBM baby

୨୧ born bad baby

୨୧ last girl on earth

୨୧ party girl

୨୧ Delicious

୨୧ dream girl

୨୧ go go dancer

୨୧ st. tropez

୨୧ true love on the side

୨୧ midnite dancer girlfriend

୨୧ national anthem

୨୧ other women

୨୧ queen of disaster

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stuckinapril · 3 months

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Its Biden or Trump. Don't like it? Advocate to change the two-party system of the US. The rest of the world already has multi-party democracies, the US is the only one stuck in the past.

Why make protest votes when you could have an alternative party to vote to

let me lay it on the line I got a little freakiness inside and you know that the man has gotta deal with it I don’t care what they say I’m not about to pay anybody’s way cause it’s all about the dog in me uh huh I want a freak in the morning a freak in the evening just like me that can satisfy me just for me if you are the kind of man cause I’m that kind of girl I’ve got a freaky secret everybody sing cause we don’t give a damn about a thing cause I will be a freak until the day until dawn and we can (pump pump) all through the night till the early morn come on and I will take you around the hood on a gangsta lean cause we can pump pump any time of the day it’s all good for me boy you’re moving kind of slow you got to keep it up now there you go

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militantinremission · 10 months

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HipHop's 50th Anniversary: What 'Culture' are We talking about?

I was in Elementary School back on Aug. 11th 1973. My family left the West Bronx, but I spent a lot of time w/ my 'big cousins' in the Harlem River Houses. My cousin Mona babysat my brother & I, taking Us everywhere w/ her; including dates. I remember Mona taking Us to 'The Summer Of Soul Concert' in Harlem, & I remember going to a few of those Park Jams in Bronxdale & in Soundview. I think We saw more of King Mario than Kool Herc & Coke La Rock. My oldest brother formally introduced me to HipHop in the Spring of 1977. I remember coming home from School to find his Crew set up in Our Dining Room.

I got my 1st look from the 'Other Side of The Rope', & I was hooked! I wasn't a Rapper (yet), or a Break Dancer, but I had an ear for music. Like a lot of Old School Deejays (& under My brother's tutelage) I cut My teeth on Component Sets & BSR Turntables; rocking Line In switches b4 getting a [real] Mixer... I bought My own DJ Set in 1984 (B2s), & mastered my Craft as a Street DJ, & later in a few NYC Clubs. Most DJs are disciples of [Grand Master] Flash or [Grand Wizard] Theodore; I was more of a disciple of Jazzy Jay & Cut Master DC. We All have Our Unique Features, but EVERYONE went back to School when Jazzy Jeff introduced the 'Transformer Cut', back in 1986. Like a lot of DJs disenchanted w/ 'Gangsta Rap', I split time w/ HipHop's Twin Sister- House Music.

I say all of this, to qualify myself as a 'bonafide Shorty' of 1st Generation HipHop, & a full fledged Member of The New School Era. My point, is to say that 'In The Beginning', there was just The Culture. It didn't have a formal name- but it was being done ALL OVER NYC. I associate the '1520 Sedgwick Avenue' Story of HipHop w/ Afrika Bambaataa; he's The First Person that I remember telling this Story. Disco King Mario predated Kool Herc by years. Herc copied Mario's Style- down to his equipment! King Mario wasn't alone, Pete 'DJ' Jones & Frankie Crocker were dueling On The Radio (WWRL vs WBLS), while DJ Flowers, DJ Spotlight, DJ Smokey, DJ Hollywood, & a number of Club DJs were also mixing it up.

A major argument is whether Disco is connected to HipHop. The Cats up in The Bronx say HELL NO, while the rest of NYC says HELL YES! People need to understand that when We talk about 'Disco', we don't mean 'The Sound' or Studio 54; We mean 'The Disco Fever', 'Harlem World', 'Sugar Hill', & 'The Factory'. The DJs that spun @ these Clubs molded the format that HipHop DJs still follow Today. Kool Herc is credited w/ The 'Merry Go Round'- his mix of Break Beats, but he wasn't the only DJ mixing Breaks or James Brown songs. The Black Spades that were interviewed, speak on King Mario spinning 'Soul Power' & how they chanted 'Spade Power'- as early as 1971. This creates a schism between Bronxdale & Soundview.

Black Americans say HipHop started in Bronxdale, as late as 1971. West Indians- Jamaican- Americans in particular, say it started on Aug. 11th, 1973. Puerto Ricans [Nuyoricans/ Puerto Rocks] say it started between 1975 & 1977, when Afrika Bambaataa incorporated Latino Breakers into 'his' HipHop scene. While there is debate over When & Where in The Bronx it started, EVERYONE AGREES that HipHop was created to Stop Gang Violence. The Culture involves individual expression through Graffiti, B- Boy Style of Dress, & Dance, Spoken Word, & the ability to keep The Party going non-stop. The Original Gangs splintered into Crews that now 'battled' each other w/ Turntables & Mics, on the Dance floor, & w/ Spray Paint Cans (Bombing).

The vernacular of HipHop is based in The Nation Of Islam & The Nation of Gods & Earths, so it's big on Black Power, Black Excellence, & The Traditional Black Family. Both Organizations are Pan Afrikan in their Philosophy, so The Black Diaspora is represented. The same is true w/ The Zulu Nation. Before the rise of The Nation of Latin Kings & Queens, you would find Latino Zulu Kings & Queens- it was All Love! Afrika Bambaataa coined HipHop's 'Mission Statement' of: "Peace, Unity, Love, & Having Fun!", in a song w/ James Brown by the same Name. He also defined the existing '5 Elements' as the fundamentals of HipHop Culture. The Zulu Nation were the unofficial Ambassadors of HipHop; first taking it Downtown, & later taking it Globally... No One questioned Bambaataa's actions.

As We celebrate 50Yrs of HipHop, Afrika Bambaataa's Legacy is tarnished @ best. He has been Radio Silent, since allegations of Child Molestation rose against him 7Yrs ago. Every Move that Bambaataa made is being questioned- Was it a good move for HipHop to go Downtown to SoHo? Did it open the door to the current 'isms' that plague The Culture? It was a Black Specific art form, but it opened itself up to integration w/ Sexual Deviants, Drug Abusers, & White Record Executives. In retrospect, We can see what lured Bam Downtown. I'm curious- is the current manifestation of 'The Culture' Bambaataa's intended goal? It goes against his language, but it's in line w/ his actions.

In the wake of Afrika Bambaataa's 'Fall from Grace', people began questioning his narrative of HipHop. Original B- Boys are still walking The Streets, so it wasn't hard to fact check. DJ Phase has spoke on many Youtube videos under 'The Culture', where he breaks down the Foundation of what became HipHop. According to DJ Phase, HipHop was born on June 7th, 1971- in the Bronxdale Houses. He said that it wasn't organized; Mario simply set up on the grass & spun records. Later that Summer, in July- DJ Phase said that they were more organized w/ more sound & records, so THAT was when Brothers got serious about what they were doing. Disco King Mario did a series of Jams that culminated in the legendary 'Rosedale Park' Jam, that lit up The Bronx & inspired future pioneers.

There is a lot of controversy today concerning the Origins of HipHop. Jason Black, of 'The Black Authority' had the best comment on the subject: "Success has many Fathers, but Failure is an Orphan". As We question the running narrative of HipHop's birth, We also have to question WHO gets Credit for WHAT. No One questions the contributions of Jamaicans, Puerto Ricans, Cubans, Haitians, & Panamanians to The Culture, but the claims being made by Busta Rhymes, Pete Rock, Fat Joe, & John Leguizamo are disrespectful. Busta & Pete Rock assert that Jamaican Culture DIRECTLY INFLUENCED HipHop; Busta says 90%. He goes on to say that Kool Herc brought Jamaican 'Toasting' or 'Ranking' to the Bronx Youth. Fat Joe & John Leguizamo say Puerto Rico contributed 50% to The Culture... They ALL sound ridiculous.

In an effort to get ahead of King Mario predating Kool Herc, people have gone as far as saying that Disco King Mario is [half] Puerto Rican. When it was proven that Mario came from North Carolina, a Story came out that his family migrated to (Jim Crow) North Carolina back in 1912. Mario's Sister says they aren't Puerto Rican- They're North Carolinian & 'Country'... His Mother just liked the name Mario. This effort to remove Black Americans from a Black American genre is confusing. Making a contribution 'to', or an innovation 'of' something, doesn't make one 'The Originator' of it. DJ Phase made a point to elaborate on The Energy behind HipHop, & what inspired it. Our Family from The Diaspora mostly arrived after The Civil Rights Movement; They really don't know what AmeriKKKa was like before 1970.

Contrary to what Busta Rhymes, Pete Rock, or Fat Joe may say, HipHop begins w/ The Black Spades. As a boy in Harlem, I remember how revered The Black Spades were. They were respected, but I didn't understand why... Before The Black Spades, Blackfolk in The Bronx were being victimized by Whitefolk; 'Authur Avenue' Italians, in particular. According to The Black Spades, they couldn't go ANYWHERE w/o being attacked, so they organized & struck back. The Black Spades- essentially Black Teens, didn't just beat those Racists back; they opened up The Bronx for EVERY Black Person, giving them The Right of Autonomy. That Energy or Spirit of Revolution was celebrated in Song & Dance, & King Mario was The Conductor.

Kool Herc got to see King Mario & The Black Spades @ 'The Tunnel'. He heard the Breaks & saw how the Black Spades reacted... He heard 'Spade Power!'. Herc himself said that he analyzed what 'they were doing' & came up w/ The Merry Go Round. That, is an innovation. Herc never said that he introduced Toasting to those Baby Spades; in fact, Herc admitted trying to play Jamaican Music, but The Crowd didn't take to it. If Busta & Pete Rock were right, We should have some Reggae among familiar Beat Beats. All of these Cats talk about 'Culture', but they just sound ignorant. A 'Culture' is defined as: 'The sum total of Social Life'. If West Indian (i.e. Jamaican) and/or Latinx (i.e. Puerto Rican) Culture plays such a major role in HipHop, why did ALL of them adopt Black American Social Mores? Kool Herc admitted that he was clowned when he arrived in The Bronx; he thought Cowboy Boots were cool.

If we're going to run w/ the: 'Kool Herc is The Father of HipHop' Story, Coke La Rock should @ least be mentioned. He is credited w/ being The First Emcee. He was Herc's Partner. Busta & a literal Legion of Yardies want to coronate Herc as 'King of HipHop', but it was Coke La Rock that transformed 'Clive' into 'Kool Herc'. Clive DIDN'T KNOW THE CULTURE. Coke La Rock took him down to 125th Street, showed him what to buy, & how to sport it. Somehow, Coke La Rock was written out of the narrative. Again, Bambaataa started this. Another issue w/ Herc being hailed as 'The Father' of HipHop, is how easily he Bowed Down to U- Roy. Herc referred to him as 'his King'. Big Respect to U- Roy, I- Roy & ALL the Pioneers of Ska, Reggae, Lover's Rock, Dub Poetry, & Dancehall! That said, Black Americans BOW TO NO ONE! This is a Problem.

When We talk about Culture, HipHop embodies The Spirit of Revolution. Lay it out on the Black American Timeline, & it's a natural transition; from Work Songs, to Ragtime, to Jazz, to Rhythm & Blues, to Soul & Funk, to HipHop. It's the tireless spirit of Black Liberation in AmeriKKKa. Where does Jamaican or Puerto Rican 'Culture' fit in? They were 'Lovers, not Fighters'. We were Angry! What were they angry about? They were in America- Everything was 'Irie'! When DJ Phase was asked about this [Kool Herc] narrative, he cut to The Chase & said that this narrative gives Whitefolk a 'lane of claim' to Our Culture. It was Too Black, Too Strong, but it's been watered down. When We raise Our Heads, We will see that the people claiming ownership of Our Culture, are the same people representing Us in Government. They are the ones allowing Benign Neglect to continue. They also represent Us 'On Screen', but they rarely depict Us in a dignified manner; We're either Ghetto, or Cowards.

While We're on the subject of 'Culture', let's point out how the level of deviance & violence has risen w/ the number of Jamaican & Puerto Rican Rappers. Boogie Down Productions gets Full Credit for setting off the 9mm talk. Just- Ice's 'The Original Gangster of Hip Hop' was just plain Raw... Also, B- Girls didn't dress like or behave like Dancehall Girls; compare Shante, Lyte, & Latifah to Lil Kim, Nikki Minaj, & Cardi B. White Record Executives, like Lyor Cohen, have rerouted HipHop's 'messaging' to target Suburban Whitefolk eager to hear about 'Ghetto Life'. Today's Artists have been set up lovely by those who came before them, but I wonder if the New Jacks know The History? Do they know what it took for Us to maintain this? Cats had to show restraint, because Authorities were just waiting for Us to mess up. U can literally count the # of times U heard the N- Word b4 NWA... Do they know Themfolks tried to shut Us down in 1882; leading to the 'New School/ Hardcore Era' that started in 1983 w/ T- La Rock & Jazzy Jay, Run-DMC, & LL Cool J?

Truth be told, The Park Jams faded out by 1986- 1987. The Crack Wars began to make large gatherings dangerous. The 1st Crack Dealers (in My Hood) were The Dreads, who sold out of Weed Spots. The 'Rude Boys' weren't concerned w/ 'protocol', so things got Hot pretty quickly.... I understand that there is an effort to make HipHop EVERYONE'S genre, but it isn't; not anymore than Motown or Bebop. The World is welcome to enjoy HipHop, but make No Mistake- it's a Black American genre that just happens to be globally appreciated & adopted by many. That said, notions of people like Kool Herc, or Eminem being the 'Father' or 'King' diminish the effect that those 'Baby Spades' had on The Original Concept. We can appreciate their contributions, but HipHop Culture is bigger than them. It has a purpose, & it's NOT making Non Indigenous Blackfolk wealthy.

It was a youthful expression of Black Power & Creativity, but outside forces have turned it into a Golden Goose that only benefits White Record Execs & their Proxies. We treated Her like a Debutant, but She has been reduced to a Crack Whore that EVERYONE can get a piece of. Young Family has to go back to The Root. A Race War is looming, & i'm not sure that their music is up to task. Most of today's Artists are more concerned w/ their 30 pieces of silver, than The Culture it represents. Cats like Busta & Fat Joe aren't concerned, they're taking the money & running. Fat Joe wasn't even a Rapper back in The Day, he was a Stick up Kid; so he's always been about the 'Vic'. Big Pun on the other hand, was The Real Deal... HipHop has become symbolic of Black American Courtesy- We say: "have some", & Our 'guest' proceeds to help themselves to Everything. NO ONE is allowed to be more than a guest in the genres of Jamaican & Latinx Music, so why do they expect ownership in Black American Music?

When We talk about HipHop Culture, We need to remove All the noise in The Room. ANYONE making a claim to Our Culture should be Checked quickly. This 'Back to School Party' Story doesn't make sense! It's supposed to be inspirational, but it's narrated like just another Party. What's so special about it? What exactly motivated Herc's Sister to have this Party, several weeks before School started? How does this 'Party' spark a Movement? Compare it w/ HipHop being a Celebration of Black Youth in The Bronx [dramatically] winning their fight against White Supremacy & their Right of Autonomy- An UNAPOLOGETIC DISPLAY of Black Power. There was a REASON why NYPD left Mario & the Black Spades Deejays alone. When they were 'Jamming', The Black Spades weren't beating down White Racists... No disrespect, but Immigrant Family weren't Here, so they don't know what sparked this Movement.

The Original Concept of HipHop is rooted in stopping Gang Violence. It was a creative alternative to the death & destruction that We brought on each other. The current version of it is so far removed, it's almost unrecognizable. Today's manifestation is literally a Death Cult that offers little to no benefit to The Artist. White Executives seem convinced that it's only about Beats & Rhymes, but the Crap being presented is vulgar & cookie cutter; which defies HipHop's demand for Originality. After 50+Yrs, it's apparent that HipHop is best represented when it's Culturally connected to the Experience of Black American Life. EVERYONE ELSE is a House Guest & should behave accordingly.

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hello there!! can you write a rafe cameron imagine (smut or fluff, you can choose whatever fits better) based on 'change your life' by kehlani? :)

PSA: i fckin love kehlani & this album and i'm really happy for finding your acc and see you writing based on these songs!!

CHANGE YOUR LIFE — r.c

pairing rafe cameron x fem!reader

summary as you and rafe fall in love with each other, you take great strides to ensure that he sees himself through your eyes and recognizes the potential for greatness within himself. (based on the song "change your life" by kehlani feat. jhené aiko)

warnings language (lyrics), mentions of the use of drugs/alcohol

author’s note hi, love! thank you so much for requesting this! i honestly feel like this fits so well with rafe, and i'm so so glad you're here! hope you stay awhile🫶🏻 side note: i adore kehlani as well, they ate this song and album up, and i don't think i'll ever let it go😭

series // rafe masterlist

find the song here!

i heard that you a gang-gang-gangsta

not one to try to sa-sa-save her

always focus on your paper

don't got time to wager with your heart

i'm tryin' to switch up your cadence

book flights and vaca-ca-cations

tequila and rela-la-lations

kissin' on new places, oh woah

before you'd gotten to know rafe personally, you had heard the rumours floating around the island about him; kook prince, recreational drug user, frequent partier, and a single-night-of-fun sort of guy.

he hadn't been in any relationships to actually deem them as serious, and to be quite honest, he'd never gone further than a hook-up. either he didn't have time for a committed relationship, or he simply didn't want one. whatever the reason, you chose not to pursue him because you were the type of person who wanted to build a strong and meaningful bond with someone. to cherish them, build them up and be a pillar for them throughout every obstacle they would have to face. you wanted something that would last, and you were certain that rafe was not the type of person to make it happen with.

but on a single night at a party, the two of you had gotten to talking and had connected on a level that was so deep it was astonishing. the typical rich-boy, dick-ish persona that he constantly put forth had faded away completely. on that night, he was just a boy. and a lonely one at that. someone that was in desperate need of approval from his father. someone that yearned for the type of love he believed only existed in the movies. someone that was just dying to be seen.

and now, you saw him.

baby, let me change your life

you wanna see

that you can be anything you want

baby, let me change your life

you oughta be

you oughta be anything

baby, i can make you right

you wanna see

that you can be anything you want

baby, let me change your life

you wanna be

you wanna be anything

you could be anything, everything

the more time you began to spend with the cameron boy, the deeper you fell in. you were harbouring feelings, strong ones. and the more layers of himself that he peeled back whenever you were in his presence, the more you found those feelings transforming into love. a love that seemed too good to be true. a love that seemed too bewitching and enchanting to be real. there was absolutely no question. it was everything you'd been searching for.

the only problem was that when it came to love, support and something as simple as belief in himself, rafe was flat-broke. no one had ever taken the time to dig deeper and shine a light on the unrealized greatness inside of him. no one but you, that is.

so, if nobody wanted to put in the work and nurture the potential that rafe kept buried deep inside, you would. you were desperate for him to see all that he had in him. he had the chance to prove everyone who had ever looked down on him wrong. to the ones that failed to give him the benefit of the doubt, he could become somebody unrecognizable. and you silently promised him, and yourself, that you would be the one to do so.

you had the vision of what he could blossom into, and now, you just had to execute it.

i'm not sayin' that you incomplete, but

just imagine what we'd be if we became one

you deserve someone that'll take you to another level

let me put you on

you've got so much potential, i really am fuckin' with you

just open your heart

i'm tryna get you right, take you to the other side

the plan was now in motion. you were determined to break down the walls that he'd spent his entire life putting up, no matter how challenging it proved to be. the goal was to show him that there was so much more to life than the pain he'd been drowning in all his life. and over time, you began to excel at it.

rafe began to see that you were the light he had been searching for in the darkness he'd recognized his life to be. you were beautiful and kind, so selfless and headstrong that it sent shockwaves through his body every time he thought about you. you inspired goodness in him and challenged him in ways he never thought were possible.

but what's more is that you were the sole person to ever give him the love and adoration that he constantly sought out but was never granted by ward and, in turn, everyone else that had crossed paths with him. you were the one who supported his dreams, the one who cheered him on and never gave up on him no matter what he seemed to go through or how hard he was on himself.

his days were brighter, his smiles were wider, and he was finally starting to feel a sense of true happiness. rafe was now realizing that the good things, the best things that life had to offer, were now attainable. and they always would be now that he had someone rooting for him.

look, wanna be a lover? i can teach you love, yeah

wanna be a hubby? you can wife me up

wanna be a chef? go on and spice it up

wanna be a boxer? beat it up, don't ever need no glove

wanna retire, different bitches your lifestyle

used-to-be models, IG honeys all shaped like bottles

but now you seein' that it's more than body, face, and smile

you see me and you look beyond it, you feel inspired

i'm here to excel with you

here to break bread with you

here to travel the world and sleep in different beds with you

here to make revenue

and always impressin' you

your faith in rafe never seemed to falter. you were determined to prove to him that he could do anything he put his mind to and be anything he wanted to be, and you would give him someone that was there to help him succeed and believe in him while doing so.

and it was working.

rafe was realizing dreams that he had never allowed himself to realize. with the love you provided, he was on top of the world. he felt unstoppable, so unstoppable that he was failing to even recognize himself in the mirror. he was forever changed.

the constant partying and drug use was coming to a halt. ward's harsh words stopped stinging as harshly as they previously had. rafe opened his heart up to the possibility of having more in this life, and he knew that as long as he had you by his side — this magnificent girl that he was sure was conjured from his deepest fantasies — there would be no limits to his greatness.

rafe was in it for the long haul with you. as corny as it was, he imagined rings to show your eternal commitment to each other, a grand house with a damned white picket fence. miniature rafe's and y/n's scrambling through the house and causing trouble wherever they went. maybe a dog or a cat. hell, a whole farm of animals if that was what you wanted. you'd travel the world and immerse yourselves in all the incredible cultures out there and build an incredible life together, and it would be far more magical than he ever could have fathomed. anything you wished for, he would grant. no questions asked.

all it takes is the right person to believe in you. and for rafe, that person would always and forever be you.

rafe tag list (join here!): @houseofperfecttaste @rafesmuse

*if you signed up for my tag list before i added rafe and you would like to be tagged in his post, just shoot me a message to let me know!

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purpleipodnano · 5 months

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Female Rap 2023

1. Sexyy Red - Pound Town / Hellcats SRTs / SkeeYee

2. Ice Spice ft. Nicki Minaj - Princess Diana

3. JaidynAlexis - Barbie

4. Slimeroni - Freak Like Me

5. Stunna Girl - Like Dat

6. BlakeIANA ft. Sexyy Red - Bing Bong (Remix)

7. Anycia - Drop Top

8. Asian Doll - Party

9. Kaliii - K Toven

10. iCandy - Keep Dat Nigga

11. Flau'jae - Ms. 4

12. Myaap - Getting To It

13. Azjah - Let It Go

14. Doja Cat - Paint The Town Red

15. Dina Ayada - Way Up!

16. Emahalani - Talk About It

17. Kamaiyah - Groupies

18. 9ina - RubberBandz

19. Pretty Brayah & Vae Vanilla - It's Over

20. KarrahBooo - Box The 40

21. Latto - Put It On The Floor

22. Tokischa ft. Sexyy Red - Daddy

23. Nicki Minaj ft. Lil Uzi Vert - Everybody

24. Lay Bankz - Na Na Na

25. Flyana Boss - Bitch Imma Star

26. City Cirls ft. Kim Petras - Flashy

27. Flo Milli - BGC

28. CaliRant - Say My Name

29. FendiDa Rappa ft. Cardi B - Point Me 2

30. Monaleo ft. Flo Milli - Goddess

31. Big Boss Vette - Problem

32. NyNy - POTUS

33. ItGirl - Juh Vibe

34. Backwood Brat - Stupid AF

35. Lebra Jolie - What Kinda

36. Big Jade - Real Street

37. FamousSally & YB - Wassup Gwayy

38. BigKlit & Bbyafricka - BD

39. Mello Buckzz ft. Amari Blaze, Moni Da G & Kashh Mirr - Boom (Mouskatool)

40. GloRilla ft. Aleza, K Carbon, Gloss Up & Slimeroni - Wrong One

41. Shady Blu - Big Debo

42. KenTheMan - Mean Bitch

43. BeatKing, Sukihana, Diamond & Princess - On Yo Head (Remix)

44. Big Mali - I Feel Like

45. ShutUpShy - Come Outside

46. GlocKianna - On You

47. Brooklyn Queen ft. Yanni Monett - Receipts

48. Libertyz ft. YelllaBarbie - Ran up on who ?!

49. Sukihana ft. Tafia - What Time

50. Legendary Rella - Gangsta Barbie

YouTube Playlist

#music #music list #rap #female rappers #female rap artist #sexyy red #ice spice #nicki minaj #jaidyn alexis #female hip hop #hip hop #2023 #eoy #kaliii #doja cat #lay bankz #female rap

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glittergroovy · 8 months

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Post Directory: Lana Del Rey Unreleased / other

1949 / Afraid / All Smiles / Angels Forever / Architecture / Axl Rose Husband / Baby Blue Love / Back To The Basics / Backfire / Bad Boy / BBM Baby / Be My Daddy / Beautiful Player / Because Of You / Behind Closed Doors / Ben / Bentley / Big Bad Wolf / Big Eyes / Big Spender / Blizzard / Boarding School / Bollywood Hawaii / Break My Fall / Breaking My Heart / Buddy’s Rendezvous / Butterflies / Butterflies (Part 2) / C U L8R Alligator / Catch & Release / Caught You Boy / Children Of The Bad Revolution /Come When You Call Me America / Criminals Run The World / Crooked Cop / Damn You / Dance For Money / Dangerous Girl / Daytona Meth / Delicious / Disco / Dragonslayer / Dreamgirl / Drive / Driving In Cars With Boys / Dum Dum / Dynamite / Earthquakes / Elvis (Demo) / End Of The World / Every Man Gets His Wish / Fake Diamond / Find My Own Way / Fine China / For You / Fordham Road / Freak Like Me / French Restaurant / Gangsta Boy / Get Drunk / Ghetto Baby / Girl That Got Away / Go Go Dancer / Golden Grill / Goodbye Kiss / Greenwich / Hangin’ Around / Hawaiian Tropic / Heavy Hitter / Hey Blue Baby / Hey You / Hit And Run / Hollywood / Hollywood’s Dead / Hot Hot Hot / Hundred Dollar Bill / I Can Fly / I Don’t Wanna Go / I Must Be Stupid For Being So Happy / I Still Love Him / I Talk To Jesus / I Want It All / I Was In A Bad Way / If I Die Young / In The Sun / In Wendy / Is It Wrong? / Jealous Girl / Jesus Is My Boyfriend / JFK / Jimmy Gnecco / Kinda Outta Luck / Lake Placid / Last Girl On Earth / Let My Hair Down / Life Is Beautiful / Lift Your Eyes / Live Or Die / Looking For America / Maha Maha / Making Out / Match Made In Heaven / Meet Me In The Pale Moonlight / Melancholia / Methamphetamines / Midnite Dancer Girlfriend / Moi Je Joue / Money Hunny / More Mountains / Motel 6 / My Best Days / My Song 57 / Never Let Me Go / Noir / On Our Way / Ooh Baby / Paradise / Paris / Party Girl (St. Tropez) / Pin-Up Galore / Pink Champagne / Playground / Playing Dangerous / Prom Song (Gone Wrong) / Puppy Love / Push Me Down / Put The Radio On / Put Your Lips Together / Queen Of Disaster / Resistance / Roses / Run Motorcycle / Scarface / Serene Queen / Serial Killer / She’s Not Me / So Good (Summer Bummer Demo) / So Legit / Some Things Last A Long Time / Starry Eyed / Stoplight De-Lite / Strange Love / Summer Of Sam / Super Movie / Teenage Wasteland / Television Heaven / The Happiest Girl In The Whole USA / The Man I Love / There’s Nothing To Be Sorry About / Tired Of Singing The Blues / Trash (Miss America) / Trash Magic / True Love On The Side / TV In Black And White / Unidentified Flying Bill / Us Against The World / Velvet Crowbar / Wait / Watercolor Eyes / Wayamaya / Westbound / What’s A Girl To Do / Wild One / Yes To Heaven / You & Me / You Can Be The Boss / You Must Love Me / You’re Gonna Love Me / You, Mister / Young And Beautiful / Your Band Is All The Rage / Your Girl

SEE HERE for directory of her released music

#separating this from the og post bc it wont allow over 100 links!#lana del rey #directory #lana unreleased

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dailydragon08 · 10 months

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Random cute Luke x Reader headcanons that live in my head rent-free pt 8 (punk/edgy/grunge style reader edition, ft Han & Leia)

TW: descriptions of slightly revealing outfits on reader (deep v-necks and high slits in skirts, but nothing explicit or overly descriptive).

Han thought he was gangsta till you showed up I’m sorry I had to, I just love the idea of Han being like “sure I’m a punk” till he sees you and is like “way to one up me, kiddo.”

When he first meets you, is in awe of any body modifications you have. Loves all your piercings and tattoos, and is a sucker for nose rings (especially septum) and any tattoos that sort of wind up one of your limbs, torso, or neck.

If you don’t mind showing a bit of skin (deep V-necks, ripped pants, or skirts with high slits), Artoo is on drool-patrol for him.

If you have combat boots, is obsessed with them—especially if you’re his height and the heel on the back makes you taller than him (may or may not have some headcanons/a fic in the works about this).

Even though it’s not really her style, you and Leia bond over fashion/hair/makeup/jewelry. You both make a point to learn each other’s preferred styles inside out, will buy things you see that you think the other will like, and sometimes she takes you on shopping sprees with her. Definitely makes you her “help me choose my outfit for this fancy political event” buddy.

Along that same vein, Luke will also buy you things he sees that remind him of you and is so sweet and gentle when he gifts them to you.

ANH Luke is just staring at you slack-jawed and loses the ability to speak. ESB Luke at least is able to close his mouth and form halfway coherent sentences, but is a blushing, giggly wreck around you and constantly running his hand through his hair or rubbing at the back of his neck. ROTJ Luke (my fav) has the most composure and always convinces himself he’ll be nice and smooth—and a good 75% of the time, he succeeds, but does still slip up every now and then and blushes up to his ears.

Luke makes sure to always go above and beyond with his compliments since he knows how much care you put into each outfit (especially if you’re self-conscious sometimes). For example, he’ll say things like “that lip color goes really well with your skin,” “I love all your gold jewelry combined with the black clothes,” “the dyed pieces of your hair look amazing when the light catches them,” always notices whenever you wear/do something new, and definitely has his favorites from your wardrobe and gets SO EXCITED when you wear them. Even ROTJ Luke will be calm about it, but internally be like *brain vibrating*.

Whenever you go to formal parties with the OT crew, your style does mean you stick out a bit, but they all assure you it’s only in the best way. If anyone gives you grief, they’ll have the whole squad glaring at them until they apologize.

Seeing you in formal wear had Luke melting to the floor for the first time (I plan on making a separate part for this).

Going back to if you wear anything a bit leggy, especially if it’s a maxi skirt with a high slit, he relishes getting flashes of your legs. Especially if you’re Force-sensitive or just a good fighter and are sparring, he’s trying so hard to pretend he’s not getting super distracted by it.

If you two live together, he loves seeing all your different pieces in his closet and refresher and buys you different hanging/tabletop organizers. If he can’t find an organizer he likes, he’ll hand-build you one himself so none of your stuff gets mixed up or tangled together.

· He’s an absolute master at untangling necklaces and bracelets. Especially if you like the stacked necklaces, he will work for literal hours to pry them apart without breaking them (you’re convinced his Force-sensitivity somehow helps with this) or complaining. But once he’s done, you will get a loud “AHA!”

Sometimes hand-makes you jewelry and gifts it to you on special occasions.

Once you’ve gotten together with him, when you’re apart, you’ll comm him a picture of your outfit of the day and he’ll respond with so much praise.

If you’re into posting your outfit online, he’s always the first to comment with heart eye, fire, clapping, and melting emojis. He’s not a big holonet person, but if he knows you’ve posted a picture, will get on specifically to hype you up before logging back off.

The first time you let him pick your outfit, this man was so psyched and put so much thought and care into it, then didn’t hesitate to tell you how amazing you look (“if I do say so myself”) and will frequently ask to do it again, of course with the caveat that you’re more than welcome to say no to part/all of his choices.

Calls you his “stylish girlfriend/boyfriend/partner” and has big proud that’s my SO energy whenever you get compliments on your style.

Tbf, he’d do this with any style, not just a more edgy one, cuz he’s the ultimate hype man, but this is just me being self-indulgent.

#star wars #star wars x reader #star wars imagine #star wars fanfiction #luke skywalker #luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker imagine #luke skywalker fanfiction #star wars headcanons #luke skywalker headcanon

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The Gangsta's Wife (Part 4)

DESCRIPTION: You have been invited to your friends party with your husband, Thomas Shelby

WORD COUNT: 3048

From Beginning / Previous / Next / Master List

WARNINGS: brief mentions of cheating, swearing, mentions of gangs, talk of arranged marriage, drinking, smoking, calls reader 'love', smut, dom Thomas, sub reader, fingering, orgasm denial, dirty talk, degrading

DISCLAIMERS

This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

It will not follow the timeline of the show. But I hope you enjoy.

You sit in the living room of your friends house. Your husband sat next to you as the other guests talk around you. You recognise some of the other people. Knowing them from previous parties and interactions. Talking mainly to them but still joining in with some of the conversation from everyone. Laughing at the jokes they make or adding your own knowledge to subjects. You notice Tommy stays silent beside you. Occasionally smiling at a joke, even letting out soft chuckles. But you pay it no mind.

Once all the guests have arrived is when the party truly gets started. Music, food, and alcohol is served. You got up, getting yourself and your husband a drink each. Him thanking you as you sit next to him again. Sipping your drink you lean towards him. "That is Vanessa's niece and nephew. Her brother and sister in law" you point out the people. His eyes following your finger as he listens to your introductions.

"The group over there are some of her friends from her early childhood. They used to play together when they were younger. I wish I could remember all their names" you pause as you try and think. "I've only met them once and that was a few years ago on my defense" he continues to watch the different people. "Oh that is her nanny. Vanessa comes from a very, very posh family so they could hire a nanny" you look around. Pulling at your bottom lip slightly with your teeth as you try and find a specific person. Shrugging slightly, downing the rest of your drink before muttering. "I can't see either of her parents"

You stand up. Causing his eyes to move from the crowd up to meet yours. "Do you want another drink?" he shakes his head. Watching as you go over to the drinks area. Grabbing a bottle and refilling your glass. You go to walk back over to your husband just as Vanessa comes up beside you. You smile at her, going to speak but she cuts you off.

"So... you got married" you nod, placing the lid of the bottle back on as you place it back onto the table. "That must be nice for you... " Turning to face her you take a sip of your drink "Thomas Shelby correct?". You nod again, getting ready to answer her 21 questions. "How did you two meet then?"

"I ran into him a few times around where we lived. We got closer once I became his neighbor. Once that happened one thing led to another and well - now we're married"

"Oh that's... sweet"

"You hesitated"

"No. No I didn't" you look at her, a smile taunting your lips as she shakes her head. Raising your eyebrow a fraction she lets out a sigh "Ok maybe I'm a bit hesitant" you lean against the table, picking your drink up.

"Why?"

"I just- I'm concerned for you" she comes closer to you, her eyes darting over at the man as she speaks in a hushed tone "I've heard about the Peaky Blinders. What they do. And who they are run by" you nod, watching as she moves a little bit away from you. Placing her hands either side of your arms. Almost holding you in place as she tilts her head down slightly. Looking at you through her eyebrows. As if the new angle could give a new perspective for either of you.

"I'm worried you've gotten yourself into a situation that you can't get yourself out of. That you've done something to end up here" you nod in understanding. Bringing your drink up to your lips as you take a sip. She continues "The violence that surrounds his name. The illegal acts that his family take part in. The affairs he has with every girl with a heart beat". Your eyes glance over to him. As if on cue a young, very attractive girl goes and sits next to him. You take a deep breath and look back at your friend. Smiling at her as you place your drink down. Taking her hands in yours as you look at your friend.

"I appreciate your concern. I do. And I love how much you care about me. But I am aware of who my husband is and the acts he gets up to in his free time" you look downward as you continue speaking slowly, thinking the words through before saying them out loud. "I know that - so long as I am his wife - my sisters and I will be protected from everyone who used to want me dead. I also know that my husband would never cause me harm as it wouldn't be in his best interest to hurt me"

Before either of you could continue your conversation, a youngish lad comes over. Asking your friend for a dance to which she accepts. You take this time to down your drink, pouring yourself another one before going back over to the table with Thomas at. The girl he was talking to stands up, smiling at you before turning to him. Gently resting her hand on his shoulder as she leans down. "I've got to go. My car is waiting for me. It was lovely seeing you today" she smiles, gently kissing his cheek before she stands up. "We should meet up again. Some time soon" he nods, watching her as she walks away.

"Who was that?" you ask.

"Just a girl. She thought I looked lonely so kept me company" you nod slightly.

"Sorry I would've come back sooner but I got talking to V" he nods and smiles softly at you as you turn to face him instead.

"How do you two know each other then, eh?" you let out a soft chuckle. Bringing your glass up to your lips, speaking before taking a sip of the liquid.

"I stole a large sum of money from her". His normal expressionless features turn to one of confusion instead. Causing you to let out a small chuckle, turning to watch your friend dancing as you talk to him. "I was 17. Stole her purse from her. I went to a poker game and won a good few times. She found out. I gave her back the money and the extra earnings I had made. She was impressed by how I had dealt with the money, how I stole it plus how I'd increased the earnings that she offered me a job. Working for her. Stealing for her. Being a spy of sorts. I denied the offer. I was young and knew if I started working for her then that would be it for life. But she took a liking to me. Let me stay in her house for a bit. I guess that's how we became friends"

You down the rest of your drink before placing it onto the table. Turning to face your husband. His features soft but unreadable as you watch him. You smile, standing up as you hold your hand out. A look of amusement on his face as he looks up at you.

"Lets go dance" he watches you. A smile threatens his lips before he places his hand into yours. Letting you essentially drag him to the dancing. The both of you engaging and dancing with other party goers. The song finishes and you all cheer for the band. He turns to you, gently resting his hand on your lower back as he whispers into your ear.

"You carry on dancing love. I'm going to sit down" you nod, smiling at him as you feel him move his hand from you. You take hands with one of the other party guests. Dancing with them in place of your husband.

A few more hours pass. You dance and drink throughout the night. That is until the party starts to disperse. Ending in the early hours of the morning. You say goodnight to your friends. Finding your husband sitting at a table. The girl from earlier that night sitting next to him again. You bite your bottom lip slightly. Unsure if you should go over and say something. He is your husband after all. But you arent jealous of the girl hes talking to, yes you find him attractive but you arent married to gim for romantic reasons. Because of this you decide to leave it.

Retiring to your bedroom for the night. Stumbling slightly as you make your way to the edge of the bed. Sitting onto it and regaining your balance. You must've drunk more then planned. Chuckling slightly at yourself, taking off your shoes. Starting to undo the buttons of your dress, the door opens. You automaticaly stop undressing as Thomas walks in. You smile at him softly before standing up and turning your back slightly. Undoing and taking off your dress. Leaving you in your bra, pants, and socks. Your husband takes off his blazer. You watch as he loosens and undoes his tie. Placing them onto a small armchair sitting in the bedroom.

"Mr Shelby?" you ask. Your voice quiet as to not disturb the other members of the house. He turns to face you, starting to undo his shirt buttons as he gives you his undivided attention. Your drunken mind taking over from your logical one. "Do you find me attractive?". He pauses. His hands that were undoing his buttons fall calmly to his sides. His piercing eyes standing out in the room as they watch you. The silence quickly falling onto your ears. You break your gaze with his, shaking your head slightly. Your slowly sobering mind catching up with your drunken one. "Sorry it was a stupid question. Just forget I asked it".

You reach your hands up. Fumbling with your earrings as you take them out. "Why would you think I don't find you attractive?". The suddenness of his voice making you jump slightly. You look at him. His gaze just as harsh as it was when you originally looked away.

"Please just-" you shake your head as you break his gaze "Forget I asked. Please. I think the alcohol from tonight is clouding my judgement"

"There must be some other reason behind this thought though eh?" you meet his eyes again. "You want a trusting relationship with me. This is a good way to start. So tell me - why are you suddenly asking this question"

"B-because..." you feel your cheeks start to turn a slight shade of red. His eyes dart to your cheeks, noticing the change of colour in them. He tries his best to hide the slight smirk that comes over his face

"You need to speak up love" he teases. You avoid his eyes. Speaking softly but loudly.

"We haven't had sex. Not since our wedding. I know that it's not because you're to busy for it. I've seen how you are with other woman. I know that you get it else where. I just- I assumed its because I was a social accessory. Not someone you would actually want to have sex with". There's a small pause before you hear him walk towards you. A soft grip onto your jaw as he tilts your head to look at him.

"This marriage was constructed for social reasons. Not sexual ones" he leans down, his eyes watching yours as his lips hover dangerously close to yours. "But if you want a fuck... Then I can give you a fuck". You pause a moment. Taking in what he said before you nod. A very quick but enthusiastic nod. Dropping your face he stands up straight. Taking a few steps back from you. His eyes grazing over your half naked form. You watch him. Waiting for his next move.

"Get undressed" he says. His eyes coming up and meeting yours. Never once breaking contact as you stand up. Slowly taking off your layers as he rolls his sleeves up and pushing his suspenders off of his shoulders. Watching your every movement as your undergarments soon become a small pile on the floor. You keep your arms by the side as he comes over to you. Closing the gap he created. Tilting your head up by your chin as you lock eyes with his. "Open you legs". You do as he says. The hand wondering from your chin, down your throat. Between your breasts. Over your stomach. Eventually finding that spot between your legs.

Your hands come up, resting onto his shoulders as he moves his fingers slowly over your clit. You flutter your eyes shut as soft moans leave your lips. Hands gripping his shoulders as he continues to work on the small bundle of nerves. You feel his finger move. Gently pushing two digits into your needy hole.

Another soft whine leaves your lips as he begins to slowly thrust his fingers in and out of you. "Poor thing. Already so wet for me. And I've been a neglectful husband. Not helping to attend to your needs". He puts his arm around your waist. Holding you close to him as he continues.

"P-please Mr Sh-Shelby" you manage to stutter out. Opening your eyes, your gaze connecting with his as he quickens his pace on you. Causing all logical thought to leave your head as you dig your nails into his shoulders. Feeling your orgasm building up and up. "Please. Please" you mumble. He smiles, watching as you start to crumble under him.

"You want to cum eh?" Feeling him curl his fingers inside of you. You nod

"Yes. Fuck yes. Please" he smiles. Kissing you harshly before he removes his fingers. Right before you could cum. "No. Please. Please" you beg. Your hips rutting against nothing as you try and get some sort of friction. He smiles. An almost sadistic smile as you grip at his shirt.

"Its ok love. I'll let you cum before morning". He kisses you again. Enjoying the small grunt you make as your mouths connect. He pulls away. Pushing you gently away from him, perching you onto the end of the bed. You watch as he starts to undo the buttons of his shirt. You bite your bottom lip. Watching his hands remove the delicate fabric. Your eyes fixated on him removing his trousers and underwear. His clothes becoming forgotten on the floor as he walks over to you.

He doesn't hesitate as he pushes his lips back onto yours. Your hand going to the back of his head as the other holds his bicep. His hands going to either side of your face. The slight taste of alcohol on both of your tongues as you continue to kiss each other. He holds you close to him as he pushes you to lie down. Him coming on top of you as you put a leg either side of him. He breaks away from the kiss, gently running the back of his fingers down the side of your face. Your soft smile quickly changing as he pushes himself into you.

"Holy fuck". You groan out. Eyes fluttering as he bottoms out. Kissing your neck before he pulls out completely. Pushing himself back into you. Repeating this action, slowly but precise. His tip hitting that sweet spot inside of you with every thrust. He keeps eye contact with you as he rests his forehead onto yours. Your hands go to his cheeks. Soft whimpers leaving your lips as he begins to fasten his pace. That familiar feeling building up again.

"I didn't think... that a girl as smart as you... could be fucked... into being so dumb... so easily" he says. Emphasizing every few words with a thrust. The words going straight to your core, causing you to tighten around him. He lets out a chuckle that quickly turns into a grunt. Kissing you as he also gets closer to his own high.

"C-can I cu-cum? Pl-please?" he smies. Kissing you again before speaking.

"Let me feel this pretty pussy cum around my cock" you moan out. Shutting your eyes tightly as you ball your hands into fists. Letting your orgasm wash over you. Tightening around his length. A few more thrusts and he hits his own high. Pushing deep into you as he lets his cum fill you up. The both of you breathe deeply. Catching your breath as you gently run your hands over his shoulder blades. Shutting your eyes as you feel him start to go soft inside of you.

He plants a deep kiss to your lips before he pulls out of you. He cleans himself up, putting his boxers back on. You sit up. Bringing your knees up to your chest. He grabs out a pack of cigarettes, rolling one over his lips before placing it into his mouth. Taking out a lighter and lighting the end. He draws a drag from it. Taking it from his lips with his thumb and forefinger he hands it to you. Exhaling the smoke, you watch as it falls around him. You take the item, placing it into your mouth. Shutting your eyes as you let the nicotine fill your body.

Opening your eyes you take the cigarette from your lips. Standing up you give it back to him. Grabbing some sort of cloth to clean yourself up with before placing your night clothes over yourself. His eyes watch you as you make your way over to the bed. Getting underneath the covers you hear the birds start to chirp outside. A tired smile appears on your lips as you look over at the window. You nestle down under the duvet. Bringing it close to your face as you get warm. Knowing you have a couple of hours before you need to be awake.

A few minutes pass, feeling movement in the bed next to you. You open your eyes, seeing Thomas getting in next to you. He rests on his back, bringing an arm up to rest behind his head. Your eyes scan over his profile. The early morning sun sneaking in past the curtains, making his skin look beautiful as he lies next to you. You shut your eyes again. Speaking softly to him

"Sleep well, Mr Shelby"

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min-hikari · 1 year

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YOONGI

angel

he’s yours and you are his. you didn’t need a magazine to tell you that, because the media knew nothing about what went on behind the scenes.

arranged marriage, you think he cheat on you

as your boyfriend

basketball

Yoongi takes you to your first basketball game, but you have no idea what is going on...

better than me?

everyone on campus thinks you're soooo innocent, and that you're no match for yoongi's ways. they also want you, desperately, and think you'd drop yoongi in a heartbeat for them. if only they knew how wrong they are.

call me oppa

Yoongi has a weird kink... Maybe you'll find it out soon enough.

can’t leave his sight

care for you

Yoongi will always care for you, no matter what.

close to you

Nobody likes Yoongi, not your older brother or your friends. But with him, you feel more protected than possessed. And though he might be a gangster and more than a little dangerous himself- that makes all the difference. From drug dealer to producer, from rags to riches, you’re Yoongi’s person- his muse- his soulmate.

comfort person

You overhear Yoongi talking about how clingy you are but he doesn’t know the reason why. When you distance yourself he starts to worry.

corruption and master kink

crescendo

crush culture

“A hopeless romantic all my life...” Yoongi and Y/N have always had this weird relationship. They weren’t together but it was clear to everyone that they liked each other, except for each other. That’s when Bts comes in and saves the day but sadly these cupids are so dumb.

daechwita

You used to be an assassin, got caught and works at the palace as a servant up until you are escorted to the main palace, either to meet your inevitable destiny or for a change of plans.

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

dating a super model

dating yoongi

direct

distracting himself with ur ass

doesn’t care

after having surprised your boyfriends on their vacation trip, an unexpected situation happens when you least expect it, hopefully, Yoongi does not care and is eager to help.

doll

You have a thing for Yoongi’s fingers but you’re too embarrassed to admit it.

drabble 05

where yoongi wouldn’t mind fucking you in the little dress you’re in than going to a stupid company event.

dream girl

part 2

escapism

how naive were you to think you found the one when it was so obvious that he was making a fool of you. But you weren't gonna sit around and mope while he's having fun with your so called best friend. Good thing certain someone was more than happy to help you out. And it made you wonder that if you had chosen him since the very beginning, would you have not gotten hurt?

envious

being married to a mafia leader wasn’t easy especially when you both had jealousy issues.

fic list | daechwita AUs

first time

fuck being friends

as if watching the guy you were hopelessly in love with hook up with another girl each weekend wasn’t enough, he also happened to be your best friend, making things extra complicated. and it only gets worse and worse once he finds you crying in the bathroom at a party one night.

gangsta

rough sex, blood money, drugs, and gang related activity; four things you never predicted to experience in your simple life. not until you opened your mouth and caught his attention.

teaser

part 1

part 2

part 3

hand kink

he cheated

high corn fructose syrup

Yoongi can only resist you for so long when you insist on staying late in his genius lab with that quick-witted mouth.

historical/royalty au

As the daughter of the military director, you’ve always had a liking towards the crown prince, Yoongi. Now, many years later, as your secretly in love with him, he’s secretly in love with you.

honey bunny

your boyfriend wasn’t one for romance, but a misunderstanding leads to an unforgettable Valentine’s day

honsool

the ongoing war between two countries has finally been settled once and for all after two decades. Emperor Min Yoongi now rules and he’s able to rest after five years of holding the throne, that is, when he orders to have a private session with the districts best — yet the dynamic of the encounter changes.

i will love you either way

Yoongi appreciates you more than you will ever know.

i won’t let you go

inspire me, baby

Casually (or not so casually..) checking on your producer boyfriend, who’s been working all day, escalates a little after he told you about his current lack of inspiration.

just looking

king!au

you’re a governess, he’s a king, and you fall in love. that’s basically it. yoongi is murderous around everyone but you. mad king yoongi being soft for the reader etc, you get the gist,

their courting + marriage as well as their first time

Possessive king Yoongi

the day he almost lost you (and got something more)

what he thinks of her after her pregnancy

yoongi said fuck traditions

yoongi being ‘ThAt’s My wIfE~”

Yoongi’s father + his past

“I wanna be just like my dad!” queue panicked glances

When she asks Hoseok to teach her how to be a good lover

when she dies

kingdom come

Min Yoongi realizes that despite his efforts of keeping the reader safe, he cannot hide her forever.

kisses, tongues, strawberries

let’s do it together

With yoongi's shoulder being in a sling, it's hard to be intimate with each other. Yoongi finds a way round this...

life with him as your idol boyfriend

loose lips

mafia!au

mafia!au redux

make me proud

With the release of his second mixtape and her album, the public are eating up the so-called chart rivalry between (Y/N) and Yoongi, desperately wanting to see one succeed over the other. But what they don’t know is that the two are happily together and are happily basking in each other’s success -- both literally and figuratively.

marry me, yoongi

when yoongi decides to get married in vegas after all the fan’s comments on the vlives.

mins’ grammy smut

morning

morning care

You care for your needy husband when he wakes you up when he’s horny.

mr.min

where you work at the company that’s owned by your ex, but the tension between the two of you gets a little out of hand.

my dearest queen

Yoongi, the King, was a ruthless man. Anyone he deemed a threat to or against the throne and his reign is simply beheaded, no questions asked. A man feared and respected through the country, arrogant, rough, cold-hearted, and labeled to be evil by some. And yet, not many knew of the complete change in attitude and demeanor when it was just him and his Queen, alone, where he could be himself, where he could be genuine.

narco!yoongi

need help

your husband Min Yoongi is off to work again but you miss his attention. he has been non stop working ever since he inherited his fathers company. tonight he comes home and asks you to help him with his burden, in reward he will give you something you guys have always wanted…

nsfw a-z

oblivious

do best friends normally have such lewd thoughts about each other?

rap sh!t

when your boyfriend yoongi starts to get recognition as an underground rapper he gets a little fame hungry, and cheats on you, putting an end to your 6 year relationship. 2 years later your friends beg you to attend a show in los angeles, and guess who's the opening headliner?

teaser

the reaper’s call

replay

Yoongi loves waking up beside you. Especially when mornings start with his tongue.

royalty!au

The destiny of two star-crossed lovers. The two of you came from different worlds. You were royalty and he was just a mere peasant but the two of you were in love. Everyone warned you that it wouldn’t work out but who listens to the naysayers?

scarface

unable to pay back his debt, your father sells you to the most ruthless drug lord in south korea as collateral, min yoongi-also known as agust d.

teaser

silent grace

chapter 1 : the ‘perfect’ family

Min Yoongi lives a pretty private life for the most part. He is rich and powerful. His name carries weight. He is one of the most feared men alive but he has a soft, sweet spot. You are his sweet spot. You are the one thing he swore to protect...even if it means lying to you...

About everything.

chapter 2 : secrets & property

Yoongi gets Namjoon and Seokjin to buy some property to make his 'job' look legit. Meanwhile, you have an odd encounter at work that rubs you the wrong way.

chapter 3 : old friends, new enemies

Yoongi discovers someone from his past has had an encounter with you. He questions just how long he has before the truth comes to light.

chapter 4 : debts & misunderstandings

You and Yoongi get into a petty fight that stings over something you have no idea about. Yoongi's mask is starting to fall. Will he be able to catch it in time?

chapter 5 : a deadly favor (part 1/part 2/part 3)

this is where Yoongi’s mask starts to slip and he’s having difficulty keeping it straight. He knows his lies are going to catch up to him and it’s getting to him. Namjoon betrays Yoongi without knowing the extent of his betrayal. Yoongi’s dad is an ass here :/ Hoseok is closing in on you. This is where things are going downhill.

chapter 6 : the (half) truth

Yoongi's guilt is eating him alive and Hoseok can't leave well enough alone. Yoongi finally opens up to you but how honest can he be?

chapter 7 : the (half) truth: shattered trust

Yoongi finally opens up to you but how honest can he be? Min and Yoongi's mother has a brief talk about future plans. You finally meet the man whose life you saved. Jungkook has a new guard to work alongside him.

sitting on his face/overstimulation

size kink/inexperienced

so close

words are not enough for people who are so close and so in love, or a fic in which yoongi loses you but will do everything in his power to win you back.

spilling wine on u

spotlight

No matter how much you run away from Yoongi, Yoongi always comes right back to you.

stay

Sneaking into the king’s quarters is as easy as breathing for you. The sneaking out though, might prove to be a little more difficult this time.

stormy nights

“A terrible storm forces you and your lover to stay inside. Luckily for you, Yoongi has the best ideas to pass the time. Candlelight, soft touches and Shibari.”

surprise

y/n surprises Yoongi on tour

sweetheart

It’s an open secret in your friend group that Min Yoongi has a crush on you. You’ve never acted on it before, and neither has Yoongi. Until one night, when your teasing goes too far.

taste of his own medicine

You suddenly have to leave to go back to your home country for a few months. Yoongi decides to ignore you so you decide to show him how it feels when he realizes you’re gone.

teasing and getting you all worked up

trying to running away from mariage

tumblr prompt

unexpected lovers

what happens when you meet min yoongi at the club, or well accidentally use him as your pawn to not get hit on. not knowing your cousins friend overhears and suddenly your whole family knows.

part 1

where you belong

whisper of the heart

who’s your king?

“Does this please you, my king?”. Your very words would be his undoing. King. My king. You said it like a prayer to the highest power.

yoongi being the type to buy you a chain cause if he’s pimped out, his girl gotta be too

yoongi this, yoongi that

yoonseon era

what happens when you find yourself getting dragged back in time and if that wasn't enough you ended up in some weird joseon era and a tyrant King who seems to have some plans set for you already.

part 1

you better figure it out

part 1

You’re finally visiting your boyfriend Yoongi while he’s on tour. A simple good deed turns into cheating accusations and a relationship that might not survive.

part 2

Yoongi can’t figure out a way to prove to you that he never cheated. When you hear stories about his encounters with other women it starts to make you question your decision.

you don’t want to fall in love with me

Your best friend Yoongi just confessed his feeling for you. You leave him standing there even though you feel the same way. He deserves someone better.

yours to keep

#bts #yoongi #suga #agust d

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bengiyo · 6 months

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Theory of Love Rewatch Ep 10 Stray Thoughts

Last time, Khai began his long recovery from his motorcycle crash. Charlie is destroyed and in the shop, and Khai has severe injuries. He refused Third's help because he's as embarrassed at first and his wounds weren't healing. Eventually, Third needed to step in and help him. The gangstas also broke into Third's messages to see how close he was with Un, which was not cool. Meanwhile, Two is sorta dating Lynn even if he's also jealous of Un hanging out with other people or being interested in Third. Bone is trying to be brave about his crush on Paan. We left at Khai punching Un out at a party and confessing his feelings for Third, and I know they better apologize to Un or I'm gonna need to see another ass whooping.

These dudes always start beef with Un. He has had any number of reasons to be rude to them and instead he helps them, tutors, them, drives them to hospitals, and provides opportunities for them. Now he's being punched out at a party and being yelled at because he kissed a girl while Khai is jealous. Like, we can talk about how Khai's reputation as a womanizer informed how people treated him, but GODDAMN why do they treat Un like this??

I'm feeling especially salty about Khai wailing on Un because of the discourse this year about male anger.

No one apologized to Un or asked if he was okay before the credits? We just applaud Khai saying how he feels about Third and disperse? I'm gonna need all y'all to line up so I can whip all y'all asses.

Ep.10 Begin Again

Un is better than me. I would not be this chill.

"I don't want to hurt anymore." I'm back on my Third bullshit!! Do not let your guard down, Third! You know this man plays games!

Khai is giving "But I'm here now" energy that is personally upsetting for me. It's not his fault he didn't know that Third was carrying a flame for him for years, but he is responsible for how callously he treated Third. He's used to playing up his neediness and Third responding to it, but that era is over.

Why is he so mean? Look, y'all, Third has always been a little mean. He's mean to girls who hit on him, and he's kinda mean to y'all for always being annoyed when y'all go out.

It's notable how not-cute Third is most of the time. He's extremely prickly and doesn't say thanks that much to people he's close to.

I tell you. The rituals around peeling shrimp was one of the first things I picked up on as specific to Thai courtship gestures.

I don't mind them using the group chat as a distancing mechanism to tease and encourage their homies. Seeing it written down and being able to look back at it later can be encouraging.

That's right, Third. Don't give it up after one date.

I feel like we were unnecessarily harsh about this kiss in 2019. I think this is actually pretty good.

I really am such a sucker for long-term pining.

Lynn doesn't deserve this!

Sending a messenger with files is also real. A lot of folks don't have the data structure to handle large transfers.

Oh ho. A little lie. That's how it starts. Khai wasn't wrong for giving this girl a lift after possibly bumping her with his bike, nor was he wrong when she flirted with him and he sent her on the way. Still, he knows now that Third resented all the girls and he's always avoided confrontation.

I recognize the song she's singing, but I can't place it.

🎶 Hey, Jealousy. Hey, Jealousy. 🎶

Seems like Paan is maybe not that excited about this wedding and knows ole boy is cheating.

Oh don't go into a kiss as you're crying, Paan.

Oh lord it's one of these ads.

Drama next episode!

I'm a bit out of step with the Un, Two, and Lynn plotline. I hope I have interesting commentary for them about long term pining when it completes. Bone and Paan have some flavor, but I get squicked out when teachers get down with their students. I like the way they used Ching Ching this episode with Third's jealousy because he's got so many reasons to be leery of Khai even if Khai is trying to change. Looking forward to that blow up.

As always, this rewatch is sponsored by @lurkingshan, with support from @waitmyturtles and @neuroticbookworm. Tagging @twig-tea by request.

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Latula Pyrope, Meenah Peixes, Kankri Vantas, Porrim Maryam, Aradiabot, Vriska Serket, Sollux Captor, Aradia Megido, Equius Zahhak, Mituna Captor, Kurloz Makara, Cronus Ampora, Feferi Peixes, Meulin Leijon, Nepeta Leijon, Eridan Ampora, Rufioh Nitram, Damara Megido, Horuss Zahhak, Karkat Vantas, Tavros Nitram, Gamzee Makara, Terezi Pyrope

Act 6, page 5427

LATULA: wooooo, 4w y34h grlz, h34rd you w3r3 st4rt1ng 4 p4rty ov3r h3r3??? >XD

MEENAH: no its not a party its...

KANKRI: Hm. I see s9me9ne has ch9sen t9 dress as a pirate f9r this party, in spite 9f the negative ass9ciati9ns that the 9ld marauding classes have with vi9lent a6use, 9ppressi9n, n9t even t9 mention

MEENAH: ARRRRRGH DUD-E GTFO

LATULA: yo porr1m! n1c3 costum3! w4y to ch4ng3 1nto someth1ng on such short not1ce. H1 F1V3!!!!

PORRIM: What? No+, this isn't a co+stume. It's just what I was wearing. I came o+ver here to+ see what all the co+mmo+ti+n was about.

LATULA: d4mn grl you just look1ng f1n3 for th3 h3ll of 1t th3n! GRL POW3R!!!

PORRIM: Uh... sure. So+ this is a party? So+unds like fun!

MEENAH: no its not a party gfd 38(

ARADIABOT: lets annihilate them

ARADIABOT: yes lets. i am in the m00d t0 ruin s0meb0dy

VRISKA: Right on! I knew I could count on you crazy metal 8roads for some mayhem.

SOLLUX: hey aradia, uh... y0ur rob0 clones l0ok like they're ab0ut to flip the fuck 0ut. they're making me nervous, eheheh. can you try talking s0me sense into them?

ARADIA: sorry sollux my robotic duplicates have always been free agents totally exempt from my influence and better judgement

ARADIA: equius do you think you can calm them down?

EQUIUS: D --> They are pernickety devices

EQUIUS: D --> Often sweat seeps into their circuitry and causes them to behave more erratically

EQUIUS: D --> Which unfortunately only causes me to sweat even more profusely, I am afraid

ARADIA: equius weve never talked about it but im not sure how comfortable i am with you um... courting such a great plurality of my mechanical doubles

EQUIUS: D --> On a scale of 1 to 100, how depraved would you say you find my behavior?

EQUIUS: D --> (please be 100, please be 100...)

ARADIA: i never should have kissed you that time it was such a mistake :(

EQUIUS: D --> (I NEED A TOWEL)

EQUIUS: D --> (A NEW ONE I MEAN)

MITUNA: HA7H 4NYW0NG 533N MY H4ML37

KURLOZ: :o)

MITUNA: 000H WH04 N1C3 C057UM3 8UDDY

KURLOZ: :o)

CRONUS: (be quiet. by saying anything youre really making a horrible impression on people we should be trying to impress here.)

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY

CRONUS: (ill forgivwe you, but this is the last time i evwer do. im at my vwits end with you.)

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY PL3453 PL3453 F04G1V3 M3 4G4IN

FEFERI: GLUB! (whoops, i mean glub. oh gosh, it's my ancestor!)

FEFERI: (i'm so nervous, i can't let her notice me. she's so unbubbleivably cool! *swoonami*)

MEENAH: (ah snap its my ancestor. wish i didnt notice her)

MEENAH: (must... suppress... urge... to murder her for royal supremacy omg)

MEULIN: (^·ω·^) < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

NEPETA: :33 < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: (^·o·^)/ < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

NEPETA: :33 < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: (=^ω^=) < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

ERIDAN: wwhoa man could you maybe stop bumpin me wwith your codpiece

CRONUS: sorry chief, honest misake. so are you doing anything later?

ERIDAN: wwait are you actually seriously hittin on me

ERIDAN: wwoww dude evven i think youre trash

CRONUS: im a cool enough cat if you get to know me. you didnt ansvwer the question.

ERIDAN: sigh fine lets go out on a date i guess. flippin amazin this tragic scenarios wwhat i been reduced to

MEENAH: H-EY! everyone stay on the right goddamn sides. cronus im lookin at you

VRISKA: Yeah! Nepeta, 8ack in line. You people need to start taking this 8rawl more seriously.

RUFIOH: yo my gangstas! d1d 1 hear you were go1ng off to f1ght a ghost k1ll1ng demon...

RUFIOH: m1nd 1f 1 tag along... 1've been hop1ng for a chance to put an end to my cruel joke of an ex1stence... haha... bangarang.

VRISKA: Hell yes! On this team I have a MAJOR need for expenda8le people.

MEULIN: (^·o·^) HORSEBODY!RUFIOH, DON'T BE SUCH A DOWNER! DIDN'T YOU GET THE MEOWMO? THIS IS NOT A CATFIGHT, IT'S A COSTUME PURRTY!!!

MEENAH: no no it really is a catfight. or i mean a regular fight... urrgh

KANKRI: Meulin, it w9uld 6e great if y9u didn't use this party as a platf9rm t9 engage in suicide shaming. I think Rufi9h is triggered en9ugh as it is having t9 live with the hein9us 69dy 9f a metal h9rse.

DAMARA: これは何? ハロウィーンの乱交? [What is this? A Halloween orgy?]

VRISKA: Are you fuckers deaf???????? This 8n't a party!

MEULIN: (^._.^) ...

PORRIM: Ho+rrus, yo+ur o+utfit lo+o+ks nice, but so+rry to+ say it was a false alarm. It's no+t a co+ stume party.

HORUSS: 8=D < This isn't a costume. I am literally a majestic stallion, and my appearance refle% this noble reality.

PORRIM: Ah. Go+tcha. Hey guys, can I be o+n the o+ther team?

KANAYA: Yes!

MEENAH: no!!!!!!!!!!

KARKAT: THIS GATHERING HAS COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY MY ABILITY TO TOLERATE STUPIDITY AND AWFULNESS. GET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE.

KARKAT: GOD DAMN IT. THE CROWD IS GETTING TOO THICK, I CAN'T EVEN GET AWAY FROM THIS SHIT. EVERYBODY FUCKING MOVE!!!

TAVROS: eXCUSE ME, oTHER PEOPLE,

TAVROS: wHO ARE ME, aND OTHERWISE,

GAMZEE: honk.

TAVROS: hAVE YOU SEEN, a BEAUTIFUL TREASURE ON THE FLOOR,

TAVROS: tHAT IS MORE SPECIFICALLY A RING,

TEREZI: K4RK4T, SHUT UP, TH1S 1S GR34T!

TEREZI: W3 N33D TO G3T MOR3 P3OPL3 J4MM3D 1NTO TH1S SW33T F1GHTP4RTY M4SQU3R4D3! >:]

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