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[jnsnte]

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[ratedfleur]

heaven and back 

aespa karina x fem!reader  2k word count   genre  ౨ৎ explicit

🎥: your roomie, karina just wants to be a helping hand to get you to unwind, but then lust pays a visit once liquor is in your systems.

🎀: requested work.

🏷️: smut (MINORS DNI), fem bodied reader, pwp (no plot me thinks), drinking / liquor,  grinding / dirty dancing, brief petting, thigh riding, cunnilingus, brief stomach pressing, fingering, heavy on narration.

🔞 / nsfw links: imagine mood boards (1) & (2)

🎼: heaven and back - chase atlantic

going out with karina on a weekend meant dealing with the devil, she always turned into some type of maniac when she was out and about, getting drunk after drinking a bottle or two.

a quarter past 2 am, you found yourself sitting by the bar, attempting to sober up despite your roommate ordering more drinks from the bar, even holding up the glass rim to your lips, making you drink it as she drunkenly smiled and giggled, cooing when she sees that a slither of liquor slipped from the corners of your lips when she tilts the glass a little too high. 

“o-ooh! sorry baby!” karina hiccuped as she giggled, wiping the drop of liquor with her thumb before popping it into her mouth, sucking it clean.

then you watched as she drank another glass of whatever liquor she purchased, downing it as if it was a glass of water. 

karina shot you a look before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, “y/n, you need to loosen up! why are you so boring!” karina asked as she held onto your shoulder, shaking you back and forth as she spoke in a slur.

shaking your head at her, you looked over at your watch before looking right back at karina who suddenly had a new row of glasses in front of her, all filled to the brim. 

“you need to loosen up, darling. come on, drink up and let’s have fun!” karina’s voice started to increase in volume when the music in the club started to get louder. 

maybe karina was right, you thought as you reached for a glass, eyes suddenly shy when you caught of karina’s expectant ones. 

she watched you with intent, a smile forming on her face as your lips touched the rim of the glass as you threw your head back as you downed the glass of liquor. 

proudly smiling as you took another glass, karina immediately grabbed a glass for herself and drank before downing another with you as she linked arms with you, cheering out loud before pulling you onto the dance floor. 

her body was smoothly moving against yours, karina always turned into a swan when she was on the dance floor, body immediately knowing how to move along to the beat.

karina had her front against your back, swaying and even subtly grinding against you as she played it off as if she was simply dancing. 

she always had a thing for you, especially when she met eyes with you when you knocked on her door asking if the spare bedroom was still up for rent. 

you could feel her hands plant themselves on your hips, pulling you closer to her as she grinded against you shamelessly. from the way karina was pressed against you, you could feel every bump and curve of her as she moved against your back.

karina even moved your hips against hers along to the beat, singing along to the songs to her heart’s content as she shamelessly moved and danced. 

swiftly turning around, your hands made their way around karina’s neck, hands meeting each other as you pulled karina closer towards you, singing along to the song as you both swayed along to the beat, slowly inching closer towards each other, leaving no space between you two.

by now, the close proximity between you two was getting to your heads, making your mind go cloudy as they filled up with lust as you both pulled each other closer towards the other, faces merely a few inches apart from each other. 

karina’s eyes shifted from your lips and your eyes that stared at her own cat like eyes that moved up and down your features, lips slowly etching a smile before she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss as she closed her eyes. 

it was short and yet impactful, her lips fit like a puzzle piece, fitting perfectly against each other’s. karina’s teeth sunk into your bottom lip as she pulled away, making you whimper as she let go of your bottom lip, smiling at you with such a teasing look in her eyes. 

“let’s get outta here and unwind, yeah?” karina said as she leaned into your ear, quite literally screaming into it as the music blasted against the walls of the club. 

watching as you nodded in response to her question, karina quickly placed a kiss on your lips before pulling you out of the dance floor and towards the bar, not forgetting to pay with one of her hands heavily pressed against your ass, shamelessly groping you in public as she smiled at you sweetly before pulling you out of the club and into a cab that drove you both to the apartment.

her hands were planted on your body the moment that you both stepped foot into the apartment, lips pressed against each other’s as you two blindly walked in the hallway as you kissed, teeth clashing against each other as you both attempted to nip at each other’s lips, giggling when it fails. 

you pull her towards the living room, pushing her to sit on the couch before you quickly shrugged off your top, doing the same with your long skirt as your eyes were transfixed on karina who was clumsily taking off her tube dress, throwing it on the ground along with your clothes that you dropped.

you went over to hover on top of karina’s lap as her lips latched themselves on your skin, kissing your skin softly as she went from your under boob, over your breast and nipple that she popped into her mouth briefly before moving upwards, stopping at your neck as she sucked and nipped, putting a few marks on your skin as you sighed in content, hips grinding against her lap as you shivered. 

feeling you shamelessly moved on top of her, karina slouched a bit before grabbing a hold of your thigh, lifting it before shifting you over for you to sit on her thigh, smiling at you when she feels your wetness hit her thigh. 

blushing as you sat on her thigh, your eyes cowered under karina’s gaze as she held you closer towards her, encouraging you to rock on her thigh.

moaning when you do rock on karina’s thigh, she even helps you move and grind harder on her thigh, rocking you back and forth. 

karina flexes her thigh, making you gasp when you grind harder against her, hips hurriedly moving back and forth as you held onto her shoulders for leverage. 

her eyes were drunkenly watching you, liking the sight of you on top of her as you pleasured yourself using her body. inching herself closer to you, her mouth found your tits, one hand teasing the other as she sucked and flicked her tongue on tit she had in her mouth.

all you could do was whimper, your hips started to shake as you rocked against her thigh in a broken rhythm, mind focusing on how her mouth felt against your breast.

your hands hastily went and held the back of karina’s head, pulling her closer to you as you went back to rocking back and forth her thigh, moaning out her name in ecstasy. 

she smiles against your tit before popping off and switching over to the other, playing fair and square as she touched you. karina’s other hand was wrapped around your waist, still helping you to move back and forth against her. 

“haahh.. rina-yah, i’m close!” you gasped, feeling karina flex her thigh again underneath you. she hums against your tit before speaking with a mouthful of you, “then cum, we’ve got all the time to ourselves.” karina replies. 

sighing in content, you shake in her hold, legs quivering underneath you as you soaked karina’s thigh with your cum and slick, making a mess on the couch. 

karina rubbed your hip in comfort, feeling you pant against her as you placed your head on her shoulder, arms wrapping around her waist for comfort.

“i— i wanna make you feel good too, rina-yah.” you mutter, lips placing kisses on her shoulder as karina hummed, “up to you, baby. tonight is all about you though.” 

you shake your head, shakily sitting yourself up before you looked right into karina’s eyes, “i want it to be about us both.” you say before leaning in, kissing her softly before pulling away, getting on the floor in between karina’s legs which you pushed open, watching as her sweet slick dripped on the couch.

you reached from underneath her thighs before pulling her towards you, having karina’s lower half just dangling off the couch with you right in between her thighs. 

inching closer, you blew on her pussy briefly, making karina shudder before blushing when you chuckle, coming closer towards her cunt before sticking your tongue out, flicking her clit back and forth with the tip. 

her moans are rich in volume, sound bouncing off the walls of the apartment you both shared. karina’s hands gravitated towards your head, strands of hair getting lost in between her fingers as she grabbed a hold of them, pulling at your hair to pull you closer towards her cunt.

your eyes were fixated on karina, watching as she threw her head back, eyes closed as she moaned wantonly, feeling your fingers slip into her cunt before slipping in and out as you curled them inside of her. 

your fingers continued to work with magic as you felt karina’s cunt pulse around your fingers, thighs shaking as the tips of your fingers started to press against her gummy spot, making karina’s eyes roll back as she moaned in content, eyes turning teary when you press too hard at her spot whilst your other hand pressed her stomach, putting just enough pressure that has karina whining and moaning your name. 

she gasps when you poke deep into her cunt whilst your tongue busily licked at her clit, still flicking back and forth at her swollen nub that slowly grew red after all of the touching and sucking on it. 

karina’s whimpers start to gradually increase in volume, slowly erupting into loud moans as she called out your name, nearly screaming as you picked up the pace and fingered her. your fingers are busily curling in and out of her cunt, reaching deep inside of her as you slurped up her slick that dribbled out of her hole, not letting a drop get wasted.

you licked her up with a glint in your eyes, fixated on her pleasured expressions as she looked down on you, watching your face that was hidden deep in between her thighs, squeezing the sides of your head as she squirmed underneath you.

karina shuddered before she warned you, voice shaky as she spoke to you, hands pulling at your hair to pull you closer towards her cunt as your tongue inched even closer towards her if it was possible.

“are you close already?” you murmur fondly against her cunt, watching as karina nodded tearfully, now rocking her cunt against your face, flesh rubbing against flesh as you moaned when you get a mouthful of karina’s cunt. 

soon enough, karina couldn’t resist but prop her thighs on top of your shoulders as you knelt closer towards karina’s body, moaning as you pulled your fingers out of her before you delved deep into her cunt with your tongue, stilling it deep inside of her as you hummed, vibrating tones spreading all over karina’s body which causes her to shake and moan your name with a screech before she started to shake as she came all over your mouth, eyes rolling in ecstasy when she feels you slurping and drinking all of her cum up.

“just went to heaven and back, yeah?” you say with a smirk, pulling away from in between karina’s thighs with your lips all glossy from her slick and chin damp which yuo wiped away using the back of your hand, watching as karina blushed profusely as she nodded.

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[ashton-sano]

Too close to the stars, I Never knew somebody like you, somebody~

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Blue lock boys in: Your Loving Boyfriend Husband who has a soft spot for you

Characters included: Itoshi Rin, Itoshi Sae, Shoei Barou

There’s less characters so more words, yey :3 (lowercase intentional)

Itoshi rin is a weird guy all things considered. he prides himself in his calm and cool demeanor and refusal to engage in his emotions for the most part, no bachira doesn’t count, he’s a moron. He says this and lives it to a T daily, so it’s always funny to see how fast he forgets to be calm and collected Itoshi rin when you get your hands in his hair. it’s weird to see in action. he hates everything and everyone when he’s practicing, brushing off his teammates and waving off hanging out with them if asked.

“as if id hang out with lukewarm trash.”

he plays mean and harsh and yet always melts into your touch when he gets home, he goes on about how “lukewarm” practice went, the idiocy of his teammates irritating him. he says it bitterly yet with how his face is pressed into your stomach, it sounds more like slow incoherent mumbling into your skin. he hardly notices how his fingers sink into the plush of your legs, kneading like second nature. you nod along but your focus is mainly on how docile he looks while grumbling, his eyelashes fluttering as he struggles to keep awake against your warmth.

some time between highschool and now must’ve given you enough time to soften him out, he doesn’t even know how you got him in the matching onesie. he swore he was still passed out on your bosom, how the hell did you have him posing for silly pictures. to be fair he looked more dazed than anything in the photo so it was hardly a pose. didn’t matter, you were smiling wide so he didn’t question how it looked or where it’d go. (the teasing at practice tomorrow made him slightly regret that)

Itoshi sae didn’t mind indulging your requests, silly as they were indeed. try as he might, no matter how much he steels himself over and swears not to, he caves under your gaze and sweet voice. before he knew it, he was doing everything he just said he wouldn’t because it’s like sacrilege to tell you no. from stupid amusement parks to clay making and running his blood sugar stupid high with sweets that he’ll definitely hear about from his dietitian. speaking of, he’s totally firing that moron; who does that guy think he is telling him not to consume more sweets under his wife’s request?

“unhealthy? try unemployed, you useless pain. my wife says it’s fine, so it is.”

it’s probably worse than he thought. there’s not a thing he does that doesn’t have your name in it. even when you’re nowhere to be seen, you’re his best excuse to leave interaction.

‘meeting be damned, i need my wife more so reschedule.’

‘tell that lady to wait, my wife is calling.’

‘im waiting for my WIFE, yes, im MARRIED.’

if you actually saw it, you’d still be awestruck. he never opens his mouth to tell you about this but everyone you meet knows you. the store workers, his manager, everyone who knows him will know you’re his wife. he’s the kindest person for you, everyone else can wait.

Barou shoei is peak househusband, argue with the wall. everyone sees him as the toxic and red flag type but he’s nothing if not considerate for you. don’t openly point it out, he will deny. he loves his family hard and plenty, so once you’re a part of that such extends to you. his sisters love you, truly and he’s grateful for that, his favorite girls getting along does make him content.

he never bothers just telling you he loves you, it’s easier to see when he interacts with you. actions are better in that regard so it makes sense. he gives you nothing but the best. he’s always cleaning up and such, you never have to worry about it when you come home. AND the laundry while cooking dinner? is there something he can’t do? he grumbles but never complains even when you forget to clean for the millionth time, or accidentally mess up dinner or stain the carpet with some harsh juice. you’re his wife, of course it’s okay to make mistakes. he actually insists on doing all the chores, he claims that it’s only because he does it better but he’s whipped. what man lets his wife do all that work while he lazes? Inadequate

“just worry about your work, don’t even think about a chore. hey! you’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”

a king is nothing if his queen is unhappy. that’s how he justifies it anyway. it almost makes you feel bad with how he works all day at practice then comes home and cleans tirelessly. when you asked his sisters, they assure you that it’s his love language and you’d argue with that but he seems content being so helpful so you leave it be. . a bit of help here and there doesn’t hurt though. don’t let him catch you though, he’ll chastise you back to bed like a mother hen. so maybe no chores, heh.

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[ariseur]

id like to request a zack fair x reader... they're college roomates and zacks a total flirt and while reader denies it for funsies, after a really bad date with some frat boy, zack comforts her and she changes her mind?

micellar water 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

zack fair (ffvii) x fem!reader

┊ ˚➶ notes ｡˚ 🎼

hii!! i didnt really specify that they were in college or who it was that reader had a bad date with, this is kinda in zack’s pov and him just being super whipped for you!! this is probably like the longest fic i’ve made so far soo.. i hope you guys enjoy lol

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

mentions of crying, mentions of kissing (eww!! cooties!!), zack’s just super sweet but also super goofy— like he’s the dude to say ‘scruba dub dub’ in the shower type goofy, him waiting for reader and utterly being the ultimate retriever bf (or more so friends to lovers in this), lmk if i missed anything 💕

┊ ˚➶ word count ｡˚ 🎼

1789 words, 9782 characters

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“woah, you look hot—!” you scoffed, hearing the grin in zack’s voice from behind you while he sat on the couch. you looked at yourself in the mirror, seeing how the sleek dress hugged your figure as you fixed your hair, curves shown on display.

you snickered as you watched zack stare at you, feigning awe with his jaw dropped low and a hand hovering over his mouth. “yeah, yeah. save it for later, i got somewhere to be.” you tsk’ed as your eyes flickered around the living room, searching for your shoes. walking down the hall, you shouted, “did you hide my shoes again, zack?”

a beat of silence passes before you zack’s guilty voice traveled from the living room into the hallway, “maybe.”

zack pouted as you made your way back, huffing as you spotted your pumps placed not-so-subtle-y under his sword. “maybe i just don’t want you going out with another asshole again.”

“he wasn’t that much of an asshole—“

“he smelled like it—“

with the glare you gave him, zack decided to shut up seeing the heel protectively clutched in your hand. sure, you went out with a lot of shitty guys, zack thought. but it was nothing you couldn’t ever handle before.

your face quickly shifted to a sly grin, standing upright as you primped once again, perfecting your look. “why, you jealous, zack?”

“no, just being the cool ultimate amazing friend that i always am.” he stated it so matter of fact like— when really, the word “friend” left his tongue rather thickly, the word almost dying at the back of his throat. he’d never tell you, he thought. he didn’t want to ruin what you both had with some stupid feelings of his own.

you let out an unconvincing, “sure, sure.”

zack surfed through the channels on the tv, sprawled out on the couch as he still felt his legs burn from the amount of squats he had done after training. he pressed his lips disappointedly at how the tv lacked any good shows before he heard you yelp, “shit! it’s eight—!”

tilting his head at your clambering, he sat there in bemusement as he watched you run out the door— until your head popped in one last time, “food, fridge, i’ll be back before midnight!”

but as the door shut in a hurry, zack leaned his head back against the arm of the sofa. the apartment was silent except for the low crackling volume of whatever crappy show played on tv. his chest rose and fell as he let out a big sigh, slumping against the couch as his eyes drifted towards the wall.

great, he was alone and his unceremonious attempts at hiding your shoes failed. he almost felt dissatisfied, why couldn’t you just see that he liked you? or better yet, why couldn’t he just admit he liked you so you could reject him and get over it? zack wore his heart on his sleeve, so why was it so difficult now?

one hour turned into two, and two into three. it took everything for zack just to keep himself occupied. he moved around the apartment restlessly— doing squats, watching shit tv, even trying so far as to try making a new dish. keyword: try.

after a whole day of pretty much doing nothing waiting for you to come home, he decided to just tire himself out enough to pass out on the couch, sleep being his last resort. he lolled his head on the arm of the couch, resting it in the dent left from the hours before. zack took one last look at the clock as it read eleven o’clock. letting out a sigh, he closed his eyes while shifting on the small sofa trying to get comfortable. nothing much better to do when waiting then take a nap to speed up the process, yeah?

but when zack jolted awake at the sound of the door slamming, he sat upright while his eyes searched the room. not even having time to rub the sleep from his eyes, he looked around.

now dark with only the tv as his light source, the clock on the wall now read twelve o’five and your heels were now carelessly thrown against the door. zack turned his head towards the new source of light and was met with the bright luminescent rays of the bathroom accompanied with your silhouette in the doorway. and at first glance, zack would’ve brushed it off as you just being lazy— but his thoughts changed when he heard the wet sniffles and broken sighs, his ears perked up.

his back hit the cold air once he got up, leaving the warmth of the couch and making his way over to the lit bathroom. mako tinted eyes adjusted to the light as they settled on your blurry figure, hunched over the sink with eyeliner smudged across your eye while you tried to catch your breath— and that woke him up real quick.

“zack—!” you said, and god, did your shaky voice make his heart ache. his body reacted on its own accord, arms immediately reaching out towards you and embracing you. zack put one hand on the back of your head as your body shook with silent sobs. he could feel the tears starting to stain his shirt, one of his favorites although that didn’t seem to matter now that he didn’t mind it being coated with your sorrow.

he heard a small voice next to his ear, wavering as you tried maintain your composure as you said, “i’m sorry i woke you up.” with a comforting hand on his back, you rubbed at the trail of his spine, unknowing that zack’s eyebrows were knit together with a strong bewilderment— you’re over here crying, and you’re apologizing over waking him up?

“don’t say that.” he told you, and you could’ve sworn his arms locked around you tighter. trying to lighten the mood, he gives a weary chuckle, “i needed to wake up anyways.”

you didn’t laugh though, simply soaking in the affection brought upon you until he finally pulled away. the hand that kept you at arms length squeezed your shoulder while you sniffled and wiped under your eyes. “‘m glad i wore waterproof mascara, today.”

his lips twitched downwards, watching as you made a weak attempt to brush his concern off. “what happened tonight?”

and that seemed to make you cry even harder, making zack curse himself as his eyes widened. “okay—! okay! don’t answer—don’t answer that!” he stammered, trying in a desperate attempt to get you to stop crying. he didn’t know why he’d even ask that to a person who was currently sobbing and probably needed space?

“here, just..”

a loud yelp left your lips once you felt zack’s hands lift you up from the underside of your thighs and place you on the bathroom counter, the cold ceramic a deep contrast against the warmth of your skin.

you let yourself settle as you watched zack rummage through the wooden drawers of the sink, grumbling something along the lines of, “where’s that stupid water..?”

you cleared your throat, “what water?”

“the stupid water you use when you have the waterproof thingy on.”

“..micellar water?”

“yes! that—!” he pointed his finger at you in agreement, watching as you leaned over and opened the first drawer and pointed out the small clear tub of the product. he looked around in search of something— before letting out a small, “aha!” sound once he found a small towel. you softly grinned as you watched him douse the rag in a copious amount of

makeup remover, not even bothering to wring it out before turning towards you with a triumphant grin.

you closed your eyes, relishing in the feeling of his calloused hands— gentle under your chin while the other one wiped the makeup off your face. he made sure to softly pat your eyes, making sure to try and rid all the mascara off your lashes as best as he could without being too rough.

“y’see? i told you i was the coolest awesomest friend ever, didn’t i?” zack finally said. even with his teasing grin, his tone remained uncharacteristically soft.

“‘cool ultimate amazing friend’.” you corrected him, the corners of your lips quirking upwards while you talked. zack was lucky you couldn’t see his smile right now, just happy to admire yours in the dim white lighting of the bathroom. “right.” he said, nodding his head as if you could see him now.

he set the towel down as he examined your eyes, making sure he got all the makeup off. fluttering your eyes open, you gazed back at zack. in any other scenario, he would’ve brushed his staring off and used the makeup as an excuse— but really, even with your puffy eyes and swollen lips, and even in the cheap apartment complex lighting, he’d still think you’re beautiful. maybe the dingy details of the bathroom and the close proximity made it more intimate than needed.

leaning forward, your eyes flickered between his lips and his eyes, ensuring that he wanted the same thing as you. and when he had met you in the middle, bridging the gap between your parted lips with his own, it’s like a wave of coolness washed over his body. your hands came up to rest upon his jaw while he thought to himself; this was all he ever wanted, his dream girl right in front of him let alone kissing him.

sighing, you pulled away for a moment— hands still rested on his face. his eyes held nothing but adoration for you when he gazed up at you, the small height difference causing his eyes to look even more ethereal in the light, swirls of mako and the overhead bulbs evident in his dazed eyes. he only chased your lips for a split second before you let out a small laugh and a sniffle. he wasn’t just a ‘rebound’, you thought to yourself, zack fair was a man worth much, much more.

he closed his eyes and leaned in for one more kiss, hand on the back of your head as it buried itself in your hair, but not before mumbling against your lips a quick, “am i still the most ultimate awesomest friend ever?”

you grinned, “do you wanna be?”

“you’re over here sat on the counter kissing your ‘cool ultimate friend’—“

“‘cool ultimate amazing friend’—“

zack pouted, tilting his head before you leaned in for another kiss, removing the dramatic curve of his lips. you groaned in exasperation once he pulled away again, he was just teasing at this point, wasn’t he?—

“i think cool ultimate amazing boyfriend sounds better.” he grinned cheekily.

[kithtaehyung]

— broken (LP) ; a three tangerines limited play

🎼 tracklist: amygdala - agust d // she's in the rain - the rose // like i need u - keshi // star - colde // lesson zero - epik high // twin flame - machine gun kelly // lifeline - the rose ++ others.

🎧 note: so... here it is. these are songs that fit the mood of 3tan11. lyrics may or may not matter, but this is also the limited play (LP) for now. the extended play (EP) will be released after the chapter drops. as with every post i make about this chapter.. pls give me strength. 📷 src: one

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[89845aaa]

Let’s play “What is the most pressing law enforcement issue”: The attempted assassination of Trump or the high protein breakfast at the democratic convention?

(🎼Jeopardy theme music)

[hawaiianmochi]

𝒮𝓂𝑜𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊..

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The scattered rain taps desperately raced done the window, the loud rumbles of thunder heard beneath the jazz that played in soft rhythms from the radio. Occasional hums and words which elicited from the doer— Shui Kong..business man, married man. Though, the man made it more than obvious he was a married man, even with all the women that adored him. The only one on his mind was you, though in that moment it couldn’t be worse. Soft drumming of his fingers along the leather, linen cover of the steering wheel. Tension rising in such a languid manner.

Let’s take a quick rewind.

Shui had sworn he would take you out for dinner for your anniversary weekend, he planned a large outing for Friday, dinner Thursday. That hadn’t went as planned, his appointment to pick up the pearl necklace from the jewlery shop hadn’t registered. It’s okay. He still had the restaurant.

Than came the waitress. A absolute bitch. How you would describe her.

All she had done was make it aware that she was IN LOVE with YOUR husband. Bold out ‘husband’ and ‘your.’ As if nothing could have went worse, wine had just spilt on the beautiful, Saint Laurent dress that Shui had gotten you for your birthday. It hadn’t even been worn, a new dress which suited you so well, as if you were some angel. Or, how Shui would describe it.

“We’re going home. I’m done.”

Those words had left your lips. Thats how Shui ended up with a very..very, disappointed feeling and an angry wife. Like life couldn’t get any worse for your poor husband.

At your lovely abode, you walked in with a small lag in your step. Holding Shui’s blazer over your front, tears forming in your eyes. “I’m sorry about ruining tonight, I know you just wanted to do something nice.” You had whispered. Did you expect an outburst from your husband? Yes.

Instead, you felt the tips of his calloused hands moved to cup your smooth cheeks, his dumb grazing over your lips. “Why are you apologizing? It’s not your fault the waitress was a bitch, plus..she’s mad she can’t rock a wine stained dress. You still look gorgeous.” Shui said, his breath warm on your lips..nose slightly slinging with yours before bringing you into a languid kiss, taking in the softness of your lips. His hands only moving down, grazing the side of your boobs before resting amongst your hips and bringing you closer.

A soft hum elicited your lips, a clear chasing for your lips. “Shui..c’mon..” You practically whimpered, your chest pressed against his. Lashes batting in the way he loved, how you swear you were so innocent. Just a succubus who lusted for everything he had inside of him, but he could care less. “You little minx..” Shui whispered, hands trailing down to the back of your thighs before bending down and only with a small tense of his muscles, he had you over his shoulder in a fire man carry.

“I don’t want to hear none of the..complaining .’” A velvety voice teased, a hand coming to loosen his tie.

It hadn’t took long for him to prepare you, now you lied underneath him with slanted eyes. Letting your lips part slightly with a gasp, your back arching off the cushioned bed…a pillow nestled right underneath your spine— Something he had done for some sort of comfort. The soft ‘POP!’ Which came from his cock which had entered into your soaked cunt. Shui was not a small man in any way, he gave a nice enough stretch to have you squirming.

Of course, the small tufts of his happy trail pressed against the soft skin of your ass. His hands settled on you hips, slowly bringing his body into a burying rhythm which left the woman underneath him slowly unwinding from her previous altercations of a ‘horrible date.’

“S’good..your doin so good, mama..” Shui whispered, “M’gunna make you a mama..m’kay? That’s your anniversary..p-present.” Hips stuttering as the flex of his abs showed how fast he was going to finish, it was like her pussy was swallowing him whole. And his hips weren’t faltering, “S-Shui..p—“ a whine leaving your lips, tugging at the sheets underneath her, “L—lemme hear you, pretty girl..you can do better than that..” Shui’s voice came off as teasing, all too teasing. It was like his cock was modeling into her pussy, it had been far too long since they had even had sex. Her husband was much too busy to deal with her small issues..like, sex.

Little did she know, Shui had been so pent up..this was what he really was looking for after dinner. Of course, he loved you..just, it seemed like your pussy liked him a little more.

Groans were continuing to leave his lips, hips shifting and allowing the squelches of her cunt be heard. The backboard of their unhinged bed coming in rhythm to his thrust, ‘thump’ ‘thump.’

You were more than out of breath, hardly able to comprehend how his dick was practically so far deep, you could have sworn he was in your stomach. Shui’s mushroom tip bullying your cervix, over..and over.

“M’gunna— hah, cum!” You whimpered out, drool pooling beneath your mouth. “Come on baby..heh, don’t want the neighbors to hear us.” The man said, hair disheveled. Somehow, a hand had managed to travel up and grip the mound on your chest, his index and thumb slowly teasing the sensitive nipple. His lips working on suckling at your skin that looked so pretty and innocent.

A tense of his abs had the man slowly stopping his frequent and insensitive thrusts into long strokes, his head fogged up before he had even realized your most angelic moan yet. “M—..Hah!”

Your toes curled in ecstasy, only relaxing one Shui’s desperate whine had filled your ears, his ropes of cum filled you. It was hot. You shifted, hips straining in the process before finally laying flat against the cushion, Shui slumped against you, face nestled between the valley of your breast. Hands massaging right beneath your breasts, eyes shut.

“Happy anniversary.” A small chuckle leaving his lips, body molded in the greeting touch of yours.

Hihi! I rlly hope yll like this, a big change for me. Lmk if I should start a series for my Gojo post! I hope you lovelies like this, mwah! Mochi signing out💕

[jackiequick]

Let me love you || Rooster Fanfic 🎼

Summary: Peachy feels like unsure about Rooster’s feeling for her until he heard what his heart is saying..

Song fic: Let Me Love You (Until You Learn To Love Yourself) by Ne-Yo

Notes: Fluff

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x OC, Rooster x Peach

Top Gun Maverick Au Series ✈️

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The beach water was glitzy outside of the windows, the porch wasn’t fill up with groups of people and inside the music was playing. Soft tunes and gentle smiles. The Daggers were bouncing around the bar as Penny, Lucky and other servers ringed up their drinks. Even some burgers and fries was being given. The older members such as, Wraith, Sunset, Maverick, and Ark, were there too.

But Peach couldn’t care less. Lately it felt was Bradshaw was just playing around, her feelings felt mixed. How could Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw fall in love with a simple brunette like her? Her friends like Amber Kazansky was blonde and confident.

Simple answer, Rooster adored her. From her giggles to her eyes, the way they shine. He wasn’t one to tell the world his feelings however he was willing to show them.

JenPen was laying back against a table, scrolling on her phone half listening to Falcon talking about Frostbite and how she’s crushing on her. The young brunette glances around to not noticing her best friend anywhere. She can hear everything in the room, from Hangman and his pals to Amber and her ladies chitchatting away. The music played on and on.

Until the sound of keys rang across the bar. The smile played on the man’s face as his sunglasses tipped off his nose, slightly. The glowing sun kissed skin being covered with his Hawaiian shirt.  He played the keys with such eases that it catch everyone’s attention.

He sang, “Much as you blame yourself, you can't be blamed for the way that you feel..Had no example of a love that was even remotely real. How can you understand something that you never had..Ooh baby if you let me, I can help you out with all of that…”

Lucky turned down the music completely, allowing the music that played on the piano fill up the room. Phoenix caught wind of this, lowing in the light letting the natural light shine across the windscreen onto the warm barrier of the bar. Summit appeared next to her getting a better view of it all. JenPen pressed record on her phone as she heard Falcon’s footsteps carry over to Frostbite who sat a few feet away from them originally.

As if the music that Rooster swiftly made locked into the entire room, as people started finding who they would like to be their partners.

Falcon to Frost.

Lucky to Phoenix.

Valkyrie to Cyclone.

Maverick to Penny.

Wraith to Ark.

And the list went on.

——

However the musical taste didn’t fill a certain someone’s ears, just yet. Rooster kept singing softly, glancing over his shoulders around the corner of the room. Georgia ‘Peach’ Wells kept sipping her drink, looking out the windowsill ever since Amber went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Rooster sang another chorus with a soft smile, “I just wanna be the one to remind you what it is to smile..I would like to show you what true love can really do.”

This time, Georgia’s ears rang softly at the very sound. The lyrics filled up the wind in the air, like it was swaying her to look back and face the middle of the room. Her ears perked up and her eyes glitz over at the room. People swaying to the music, chatting and very flirty with cheeky smiles. She stood up, letting the music guide her.

The breeze of it filled up the room. The harmonic soundscape and the beating hearts that rose onto the floor. The breathtakingly smells of fresh water from the sea entered the bar and the birds outside singing softly. The cool air. It felt right.

Peach appeared softly among the crowd of Daggers, smiling at the sight. Rooster in his element. The keys bouncing against his fingers in gentle motions, the bench he sat was big enough for two. Georgia looked over her shoulder to notice Falcon, who was currently blushing next to Frostbite, signaling for her to sit down.

She hesitated for a moment, before taking a seat next to the dark curly haired blonde. She sat down with her hands on her lap, playing nudged his shoulder to get his attention.

“Girl let me love you. And I will love you. Until you learn to love yourself..” Bradley sang with ease, glancing at the women who sat down next to him with a soft smile, “Girl let me love you. And all your trouble. Don't be afraid, girl let me help..”

It was like the song spoke volumes to what Rooster meant. Georgia listened to his words with a blushing smile. Falcon was blushing was well as she talked to Frostbite. The song did speak volumes.

Summit smiled at JenPen friendly and held his hand jokingly, “A dance, m’lady?”

Jen laughed in return taking her friends hand, “Why yes, of course.”

——

Rooster kept singing softly with a glorious grin, “Heart that beats. Heart that beats. Girl let me love you. And I will love you..Until you learn to love yourself..”

Georgia smiled at him, leaning into his shoulder as he rested his head onto hers. Rooster’s mother always told him, if you want something go for it even if it might be a mistake in the end, it’s always good to try. In result, without a second later, Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw leaned in and placed a small kiss into Georgina’s lips smiling softly. She smiled softly blushing with surprise and glee, placed a shy small kiss onto the piano man’s lips.

Lucky and Phoenix swayed to the song with smiles. Falcon confidently offered Frostbite a dance, in which the shy blonde agreed. It was good, it felt good. Real good.

Amber returned from the restrooms fixing her blonde curls, taken back by the sight in front of her. She was only gone for 12 or more minutes. She smiled sheepishly a little confused.

“Uh what did i miss?” Amber asked taking a seat next to Coyote who laughed muttering, ‘a lot’.

Hangman handed her a ice cold beer bottle and chuckled, “You were gone for a hot minute, sweetheart.”

The trio laughed, especially when JenPen and Summit went over to grab some more beer watching the sight in front of them.

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/=/=/=/=/

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[zz-chikorita]

If Leon and Guzma and other characters from your fic were in a historical, real-world AU, what kind of jobs would they have? And what time period?

Oh shit I get to pick the occupation AND time period??? Ok. Give me a sec...

Let's talk 1920's USA🎼🎶🎷🎺🍻🥃🥂:

Guzma is a bootlegger. He started out solo but gained the trust and admiration of many if his peers and is now the head of the gang that bootlegs in that area. He goes by many names like The Boss, Don G, and The Passing Don, to name a few.

Leon is a jazz pianist. Although well known and loved in Europe for the classics, he immigrated to the US to pursue his passion for jazz. He faced far more discrimination due to the color of his skin in this country, making it difficult to get a foothold anywhere. He mainly plays for pennies at illegal speakeasies these days. He's very well liked by patrons for his upbeat personality and "exotic" good looks. His jazz nickname is "Champ"

Plumeria is a suffragette that frequents Guzma's main hang out. She's a sharp tongue and a very good card player. Guzma quickly learns to play her for drinks and not cold hard cash (or, worse, the shirt off his back).

Kukui was recently discharged from the Navy and currently works as a tailor. He comes to the speakeasy regularly to drink away his sorrows and flirt with the dancers.

Kalani is a mechanic who moonlights as a bar tender at the speakeasy. He's also not above helping Guzma out with those rattling vehicles that certainly don't have secret compartments he's installed to smuggle booze.

Raihan was a praised scholar over in Europe, but after immigrating, the best he can land is a job as a barber. The bar is a sweet reprieve from reality.

Piers is a jazz trumpeter. He use to be a jazz singer as well, however, he's decided to live life as the man he is and although he's successfully adjusted his speaking voice with practice, he is unable to make his singing voice sound any less feminine. He focuses solely on his horn now. Although, there's rumors that he will sing private encores for those few he truly trusts.

Imma write a little taste of this AU under the readmore:

Leon wiped the sweat from his brow before placing it back into the pocket of his suit with shaky hands. He's performed in front of audiences of hundreds of people! So, why is simply standing at an unmarked back door in a back alleyway getting to him?

He took a deep breath and patted his cheeks with his palms, an old habit that's become a ritual before every performance. In this case, it helps him keep his bloody nerves, if only a little.

Finally, he knocks on the door and does his best to straighten his suit.

After a moment of no response, Leon is about to knock again when a voice from the other side gruffly demands, "Password."

"P-password?" he replies dumbly.

"No password, no entry."

"Wait! I'm no with the police! A friend telt me ye have a piano? I'm just looking for a gig's all!"

Leon held his breath. There was mumbling on the other side of the door. It sounded like two voices. He looked over his shoulders and then gently pressed his ear to the door.

"...we been lookin' for someone casual. Keep the patrons entertained between sets."

"How ya know he's legit?! Could just be tryna get free booze! And what's with that voice? Queerest Brit I've ever heard!"

The next voice he heard he's certain he would've heard clearly even if he wasn't pressed up against the door:

"ACE! BLACLJACK! What the hell are you numbskulls arguing about this time?"

"There's some kid at the door," the more nasally 'numbskull' explains, "says he plays da keys."

Next thing Leon knew, the door gave way and he stumbled forward, the side of his face landing squarely in the broad chest of a man with a spotless, white suit with hair to match.

Leon quickly scrambled backwards, apologizing profusely.

The man roared with laughter and grabbed the young man by the front of his shirt, practically dragging him through the door.

"He's a bit of a gongoozler as well, eh? But tell you what, kid, I'll let it slide this time since you're so damn pretty." The man winked, and every nerve in Leon's body felt like it was lit aflame.

The man put his hand at Leon's mid back and began to lead him down a dimly lit hallway.

"You sure 'bout lettin' him in here?" the same 'numbskull' from before asked as they walked.

"Ace, the kid says he plays the keys. So let 'im play the keys! If it turns out he's lyin'-"

"We can just kick 'is ass later!" finished the other 'numbskull'.

The white-haired man waggled a finger at him with a grin on his face. "See? Blackjack knows what's up."

They arrived in a large room with a bar, some tables, a decent size stage, and a grand piano sitting just below it.

Being early in the day, there were not many people here. The dark skinned bartender eyed him from where he wiped down the bar. A couple patrons were passed out, bottle or glass in hand. In the very back corner booth, a group of men in suits quietly played cards. One, whose suit could only be described as cut sharp as a razor, appeared to be winning.

As they made their way to the piano, the man's hand still resting gently at the small of Leon's back, said man asked him, "What's your drink?"

"Oh...uh...whisky, I guess."

He called over for the bartender to pour a glass before setting a firm hand on each of Leon's shoulders and forcing him to sit on the piano bench.

Next thing he knew, a lowball glass was thrust into his hand. Without thinking, he started throwing it back.

"A'right, a'right, take it easy, kid," the white haired man scolded, a bit of amusement in his voice, snatching the glass from his hand and setting it up on top of the piano. "You play good, you can have the rest and then some, eh?"

"O-oh! Richt! Umm... what do ye want meh to play?"

"Whatever ya got," he replies cooly, leaning an elbow on the piano, "You sing too?"

"I... umm... I mean... I can... it just... isnae onything special."

The man hummed in thought.

"Alright then. Just play us somethin', don't worry 'bout singin'. If I happen to know it, maybe I'll sing with ya. Sound good?"

"Aye- er... yeah. Ok."

Leon took a breath to center himself. This is the easy part. All he's gotta do is focus on his playing and lose himself in it. Luckily, the few ounces of liquor he just ingested seemed to be helping his nerves as well.

He didn't really think about which song to play; he just started playing and hoped for the best. The tall man seemed to perk up with interest.

Next thing Leon knew, a deep sultry voice sang:

"There was a boy

A very strange enchanted boy

They say he wandered very far

Very far

Over land and sea

A little shy

And sad of eye

But very wise was he-"

Transfixed on the handsome man singing just in his peripheral vision, Leon failed to notice all the heads turning their way, some even beginning to nod in approval or sway to the deliciously languid rhythm.

"And then one day

One magic day he passed my way

And while we spoken of many things

Fools and kings

This he said to me-"

As a professional, Leon didn't waver as the white-haired man moved to stand behind him, placing a large hand on each of his shoulders. Although, it didn't stop the hair on the back of his neck from standing on end.

"The greatest thing

You'll ever learn

Is just to love-"

The man leaned down to his ear.

"And be loved...

in return."

[saintmeghanmarkle]

WME Invictus Games and London in the spring by u/SherbetTurbulent9787

WME, Invictus Games and London in the spring 🎶🎼 There is so much being made of the IG service being held in London in March (in a crypt apparently so nicely tone-deaf there. Right on brand for the dimwit) Predictably for the duo none of it is actually about the veterans. Instead, there are countless Harkle puff pieces about reconciliation with the RF and them being invited to kiss and make up while they're attending the IG. One day it's KC who's just desperate for his sons to be back together but Prince William won't relent! Today I saw a sinner had posted an article saying that Catherine will "put aside her ego"(the bare faced audacity of H&M!!) to make KC and POW happy because they both want the Harkes back!? It makes me wonder if this is their absolute, final, last chance with WME? (I know, I know, we've heard "last chance" until ou ears are bleeding) Have they been told that if they can't go to London and be seen to get some kind of relationship back on track with the RF then their representation by WME is done? I believe they still have time in their Netflix contract too even though it seems NF are just running out the clock. The latest puff pieces seem to have a different tone and feel to them than even their usual will they/won't they and the person who is allegedly preventing the reconciliation changes on a daily basis 😂. We'll know after the IG service if/when they go on their usual attack blitz when they don't get what they want - and they won't get what they want. Maybe Megaliar just wants to extend an olive branch to King Charles and give him a once in a lifetime opportunity to become part of a future billion dollar brand by merging Highgrove Estate with the soon-to-be global sensation that is...(checks notes) American Riviera Orchard, which as we know is the perfect name! 😂. Maybe they think if they play nice by attempting to, once again, bully the RF via PR in the press into doing what they want they might not be too late to get an invitation to the wedding of the year! Oh sorrry! I forgot they were invited! They received a Save the Date card didn't they? 😂 They're just so gracious they declined so it wouldn't be awkward! Silly me....​ post link: https://ift.tt/aoY1RNg author: SherbetTurbulent9787 submitted: April 08, 2024 at 10:45AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[jnsnte]

walking through the airport while this is blaring through your headphones just slap different.. 😭

[itskeisy]

Have you seen the prequel movie? If yes🌹>>>

A. In your opinion, please rate TBOSAS movie with 1-10 scale.

(1 = I hate it, 10 = I love it.)

Things that you like :

Things that you don't like :

B. For people who also read the novel.

Your opinions about the difference between the book and the movie :

Thank you 🎼

@curiousnonny

I have. A solid 9.5

The Hunger Games Saga rules. No doubt about it

Lil spoilers ahead ⚠️

I loved the actor’s performances. Everyone crush it. The songs were everything and more of what i hoped. The score was impeccable! The costumes were fenomenal. Over all excited my expectations.

ok I have two… they missed their opportunity to explain the origin of the mockingjays and the amazing line “The shows not over until the mockingjay sings”(disclaimer: have in mind I followed the production stage close and watched all interviews during the press tour so I knew what to expect)

The movie is a solid and faithful adaptation from Suzanne’s book.

The changes they made added and even made me love characters like Lucky Flickerman!! In the book I didn’t think much of him but in the movie I’m obsessed. Dr. Gaul was so intimidating and evil ufff chef kiss 🤌

A list of things that will stay with me when I think about tbosas

Jason Schwartzman as Lucky Flickerman being hilarious

Dr Gaul having a final say at that end of the 10th game

Katniss theme playing when Lucy mentioned her plant bane to Coriolanus

Coriolanus scene searching for Lucy Gray

The final score at the end of the movie

I’m watching for a second time later today 🥹

[lucygold95]

Different Korean Phantoms' different 'The Music of the Night' lyrics.

🎼 3rd Production(2023-24) (3 versions!)

🎵 조승우 Phantom:

원하던 모든 꿈을 갖게 되리라

(You will get all the dreams you wanted;)

(Original English Lyrics: Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world)

새로운 세상 또 다른 삶을

(A new world and a different life.)

(OEL: Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before)

니 영혼, 다시 태어날 순간!

(The moment – when your soul is reborn! –)

(OEL: Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

마침내 내 것이 될 순간...

(is the moment when (you) will finally be mine...)

(OEL: Only then can you belong to me.)

🎵 김주택 Phantom: (김주택's lyrics are same with 2nd production(2009 September - 2010)'s lyrics.)

원하던 모든 꿈을 갖게 되리라

(You will get all the dreams you wanted;)

새로운 세상 또 다른 삶을

(A new world and a different life.)

니 영혼, 나를 원한 이 순간!

(This moment – (when) your soul wants me! –)

(OEL: Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

마침내 내 것이 될 순간...

(is the moment when (you) will finally be mine...)

🎵 전동석 Phantom: (전동석's lyrics are similar with 2nd production's press conference(2009 May 04) version lyrics.)

원하던 모든 꿈을 갖게 되리라

(You will get all the dreams you wanted;)

새로운 세상 또 다른 삶을

(A new world and a different life)

니 영혼, 가야만 할 그곳에!

((from) where your soul must go!)

(OEL: Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

마침내 내 것이 될 순간...

((That) is the moment when (you) will finally be mine...)

* POTO team said they left special gifts(Unique directing and choreography details for Korean production), and I think these are part of that gifts.

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🎼 1st Production(2001-02)

🎵 윤영석 Phantom(+ Alternate 김장섭)

(* 윤영석 played Phantom in 1st & 2nd productions and he plays André in 3rd production.)

새로운 세상을 향해서 떠나가

(Go to the new world,)

(OEL: Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world)

알던 세상은 떨쳐 버리고

(leave the world you knew before,)

(OEL: Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before)

영혼이 이끄는 그곳으로!

((Go) to the place where (your) soul leads!)

(OEL: Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

그러면 내 사랑 될 테니...

(Then you'll be my love...)

(OEL: Only then can you belong to me.)

🎼 2nd Production's press conference(2009 May 04) version lyrics.

🎵 양준모 Phantom

원하던 모든 꿈을 갖게 되리라

(You will get all the dreams you wanted;)

(OEL: Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world)

새로운 세상 또 다른 삶을

(A new world and a different life.)

(OEL: Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before)

니 영혼, 가야만 할 그곳이!

(Where your soul must go!)

(OEL: Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

나 또한 가야 할 곳이니...

(is where I also have to go...)

(OEL: Only then can you belong to me.)

🎼 2nd Production(2009 September - 2010)

🎵 윤영석 Phantom & 양준모 Phantom(+ 홍광호 Raoul -> 홍광호 Phantom)

원하던 모든 꿈을 갖게 되리라

(You will get all the dreams you wanted;)

(OEL: Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world)

새로운 세상 또 다른 삶을

(A new world and a different life.)

(OEL: Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before)

니 영혼, 나를 원한 이 순간!

(This moment – (when) your soul wants me! –)

(OEL: Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

마침내 내 것이 될 순간...

(is the moment when (you) will finally be mine...)

(OEL: Only then can you belong to me.)

(* This part was sung the same by all Korean Revival Phantoms, but 홍광호 Phantom sang other MOTN part in reverse.

Although 홍광호 did not participate in the 3rd production, 홍광호's reverse version lyrics became the official lyrics in the 3rd production.)

[erosmutt]

　★　𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧　⨟　𝗗. 𝗩𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

👥﹐𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ﹒Darth Vader x apprentice!reader

📺﹐𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 ﹒Breaking the rule of two is alright as long as it's his pretty little apprentice - she's the only one Vader will let see him out of his suit.

♰﹐𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ﹒standing sex, sex up against the bacta tank so not really wall sex but eh, Vader refers to reader as "little one" in an affectionate sense﹒

🎼﹐𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 ﹒Angel ⋆ Massive Attack

ਏਓ 𝒃𝒏𝒖𝒖𝒚'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 : unrealistic, he has his limbs in the bacta tank and he's managing without his suit for a bit . for @lacebird <3 // MY KO-FI

⠀★⠀⠀─⠀⠀WRITTEN BY EROSMUTT 24.12.20

The stark grey corridors of the Death Star stretch on endlessly, the only color ever added being the occasional stormtrooper on patrol or an Imperial officer making his way to a meeting. It's sterile, oppressive, and you absolutely despise it. The Imperial Palace is where you would much rather reside, and you make a point to mention it every chance you get.

With a low hiss, the door to a chamber hardly entered opens and you step inside, your robes flowing. A massive, cylindrical tank rests on a raised platform - a bacta tank. The green liquid inside churns gently, illuminating the room with a dim, eerie, somewhat ethereal glow. Within is your Master, Darth Vader, his scarred body submerged in the healing fluid, the only time he ever seems somewhat at peace.

You take a moment to compose yourself as you step up to the bacta tank, your robes rustling softly with each step. Your eyes are fixed on him, filled with a mix of curiosity and deep concern. As you reach the tank, you press your soft hand against the glass, feeling the warmth of the healing liquid on the other side. Your heart races as you gaze upon his scarred body, the evidence of countless battles fought and pain endured etched into his very flesh. You've often found yourself wondering about the stories behind each mark, each wound, but Vader has always remained stoically silent when you've dared to ask.

A small sigh escapes your lips and your mouth trembles slightly as you begin to speak. "Master," you whisper, your eyes never leaving his form submerged in the bacta. "Is there anything I can do for you while you rest?" Your hand lingers on the glass, fingers tracing the outline of his form through the liquid, a small, sad smile playing on your lips. "You know you can always talk to me, Master," you add, your voice filled with gentle encouragement and unwavering devotion.

Suddenly, Vader's eyes open, piercing you with their intense gaze. The top of the tank hisses softly, lifting open. He rises from the tank, water cascading down his muscular body in rivulets. He removes the mask and takes a deep breath of fresh air, standing there nude and imposing. "What do you want, apprentice?" He asks, voice a deep, commanding rasp. He takes a step towards you, his presence beginning to overwhelm you in the small chamber. Your breath catches in your throat, equal parts fear and exhilaration coursing through your veins.

"I just wanted to check on you, Master," You murmur, hands coming to fold together in front of you. His eyes rake over your body, taking in every curve and swell, further committing them to memory. "And now?" He asks, closing the distance between you. He towers over you, heat radiating off his body, power emanating off him. Your heart pounds in your chest, your cheeks flushing as your Master leans down, still too tall to come eye to eye with you. "You want something else, yes?"

Vader's hands find your waist, pulling you flush against him. As your hands find his biceps, you can feel the hard plane of his body, the strength in his muscles, the heat of his skin. Slowly, he leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that takes your breath away. His tongue delves into your mouth as his cybernetic hands roam your body, mapping every dip and curve like a starved man.

His cold hands gather your robes before sliding underneath them, kneading the soft flesh, thumbs brushing over your hardening nipples. You gasp as he pinches them, robes falling to the floor, leaving you bare and exposed to the cold air. His golden orbs take in your body, his right hand sliding down and dipping into your leggings and between your thighs, his fingers finding your slick heat. "Say my name," he murmurs against your lips.

"Master," you gasp as he lifts you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he turns the both of you around and puts your back up against the bacta tank. Your eyes meet his, breath coming in short pants, body aching for him. "Master,"

With a swift motion, he tears your bottoms apart, leaving you exposed. A deep, rasping breath leaves his chest as he sheathes himself inside you in one smooth thrust, your tight cunt stretching around his thick shaft. "Maker!" You cry, nails raking across his shoulders and down his thick arms. He pauses, giving you a moment to adjust before he starts to move, pulling out slowly before slamming back in, setting a harsh rhythm.

"Gods," he whispers, head dipping down to your neck, nose brushing against your soft skin. His hands move down to grip your ass, lifting you higher to change the angle, hitting that spot deep inside that makes you see stars. He pounds up into you with abandon, the bacta tank shaking with the force of his thrusts. A low, guttural moan rumbles from Vader's chest as he buries himself deeper, and he can feel your slick walls fluttering around him, the sound of flesh against flesh echoing in the small chamber.

His breathing grows heavier, the air in the room growing hotter. As you tighten around him, he can sense your impending orgasm and he redoubles his efforts, chasing his own high. The tank shakes and the bacta inside sloshes, some spilling over and splashing onto your skin. With a final, hard thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, his cock pulsing as he spills his warm seed into your waiting womb. he groans, long and low, body shuddering with the force of his release.

Vader holds you close as you both come down from your highs, his softening cock still inside of you. He nuzzles your neck, his breath hot against your skin. He pulls out of you slowly, the both of you watching as his cum begins to drip out of you. In a daring move, you reach down and gather a bit on your fingertips, bringing them up to your mouth and tasting him before reaching down again and gently stuffing his cum back in.

He sets you down on shaky legs, hands holding your hips to steady you. "Go and rest, little one." He murmurs, making a silent promise to come check on you later. "Yes Master," you respond, tugging your robes down over yourself. You lean up and press a soft kiss to his bicep before turning away and leaving, the door to the chamber hissing shut behind you.

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𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ノ SONG INSPIRED WRITINGS 🎼

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ welcome once more to the house ! to usher in the colder months and time spent in solitude, we suggest you stop by and play this record and perhaps read our collection that comes with. we hope this resonates with you dearly.

𓍢ִ໋ however, do note that this collection is one ridden with sorrow and angst. if you are expecting to find sparks of joy, then we kindly suggest our other operettas and articles instead.

𓍢ִ໋ please read further to preview the following 10 works that comprise this collection. this collection is limited to honkai star rail and is sfw.

directors note ノ hello everyone!! I am really excited to be doing this mini event, I hope you enjoy the fics as much as I do. all the fics here are loosely based/inspired off of each of mitski's songs from the album 'bury me at makeout creek'. thus, song credit goes all to her! i highly suggest you listen to her album as well. make sure to read to he bottom for spoilers and an important disclaimer.

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01. TEXAS REZNIKOFF WITH BOOTHILL ノ in which the memory of those bygone nights; smoking with grass and sowing seeds in wild prairies, haunts him in his waking hours. especially when your shadow warps around him. a home locked down only in memory.

02. TOWNIE WITH AVENTURINE ノin which the two of you chase after the skeleton of love through sparkling champagne and the ubiquitous flash of rolling dice. forever fleeing the hollow cavity of unaddressed nightmares; clinging onto desire. ravenous for that kind of ardency which throws you off balconices.

03. FIRST LOVE / LATE SPRING WITH YINGXING ノ you should of known that when he came home to you- bearing a new name- he was not the same man. nor the same boy who pressed kisses on your cheek, dressed under ancient peach trees. no, he is an old name, as fleeting as spring.

04. FRANCIS FOREVER WITH SUNDAY ノ his image still creates dances in your head. times spent under the shadow of his office and the golden hue of his iris. you thought you were better off now. nevertheless, forever still means forever.

05. I DON'T SMOKE WITH VERITAS RATIO ノdr. veritas ratio does not smoke. he is a doctor after all. yet, why then, does his lighter spark a flame? plumes of smoke drawing out with each breath as regret rises from his soul; seeping through the cracks of his visage, your smile the root of it all.

06. JOBLESS MONDAY WITH LUOCHA ノa traveling merchant- perpetually wandering the stars- saunters into your shop. a charmer, honest, deep. all the finite qualities you thirsted for. he took you out, spined you about and took the breath from your lungs; taking it with him.

07. DRUNK WALK HOME WITH GHALLAGHER ノin which you find yourself sitting on the curb side- dressed to attract the stars at your fingertips- waiting for a man who taught you how to laugh and tucked you deep into a dream. who understood your nature as you never understood his. who vanished and never came to pick you up for that date.

08. I WILL WITH DAN HENG ノ dan heng never longed for your care: to be held, possessed and desired. frightened as he may, he sealed up those nights in his chest. buried those nightmares and searched for the warmth of your chest; hiding those awful secrets, trying to be brave.

09. CARRY ME OUT WITH JING YUAN ノ jing yuan carried out your sentence with an unwavering resolve. now you are shackled to a prison in the depths of a land you once called home. yet, as time continues to bend and warp into nothing, you still whisper his name in chains, in the dark, at night. in hopes, that one day, it will be carried on.

10. LAST WORD OF A SHOOTING STAR WITH BLADE ノ death couldn’t come fast enough for blade; waiting long and perpetual years. eternity did not touch you and thus, you beamed like moon rays in early dusk even as a stelleron hunter yourself. yet, as blade held you in his arm, not knowing why you left your room so tidy and spoken like it was your last days, he realized something. it was all part of the script and you never told him your part.

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𓍢ִ໋ spoilers for hsr plot and characters . heavy angst . little to no comfort . smoking . betrayal . trust issues . lying . vanishing partners . a bit is substance use/mentions of alcohol . long to medium fic length . more might be added .

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