#2364

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: August 9, 2024

Lyrics:

I know what you did last night

I called you up and you declined

I smell perfume, but it ain′t mine

It's not okay, but it′s alright

'Cause you're telling so many lies, I gotta let you go

Now you know what it′s like to be all alone

Tell me, how you gonna hurt the one that loves you the most?

′Cause your tears gon' cry a river, go on, let it flow

Don′t want no cry baby at my door, I let him go

Boy, I ain't the same girl I was before

You′re only cryin' ′cause I don't want you back no more

Boy, you've had your chance, and you can keep on cryin′, baby

I know you′ve been lyin', baby

So you can keep on cryin′, baby

I don't know what you′re waiting for

I packed your bags outside the door, uh

No, I don't wanna sit and talk

Can you hurry up? I′m bored

'Cause you're telling so many lies, I gotta let you go

Mm, now you know what it′s like to be all alone

Tell me, how you gonna hurt the one that loves you the most? Yeah

′Cause your tears gon' cry a river, go on, let it flow

Don′t want no cry baby at my door, I let him go

Boy, I ain't the same girl I was before (no, I ain′t the same)

You're only crying ′cause I don't want you back no more (I don't want you back)

Boy, you′ve had your chance, and you can keep on cryin′, baby

Oh-oh

Huh, I know you've been lyin′, baby

Oh-oh

Mm, so you can keep on cryin', baby

Songwriter:

You can keep on cryin′, baby boy

I know you've been

I know you′ve been lyin', baby

So you can keep on cryin', baby

Steve Mac, Camille Angelina Purcell, Jack Robert Patterson, Anne-marie Rose Nicholson

SongFacts:

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Homepage:

Clean Bandit

Anne-Marie

David Guetta

[tippysattic]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: McCalls 2364, dress vintage sewing pattern size 6.

[albertxylin]

Choreography

It's all ebbs and flows, Good days and bad days, Mountains and plateaus. It is a tug of war, The tide flirting with and teasing the sand, The seasons chasing each other. Progress is rarely linear. For what is life but a dance?

[harveyphotography]

Era uno dei miei soliti momenti in cui il fiato si fa più corto e il respiro inizia a mancare.

“Voglio andare al mare” -pensai -

E così fu.

Di fronte a me trovai uno scenario inimmaginabile.

Il rumore delle onde del mare che infrange gli scogli, il mormorio della gente che passeggia fra i massi, la musica jazz - una delle mie preferite - improvvisata da uno sconosciuto e all’orizzonte barche a vela.

Era una giornata nuvolosa una di quelle che non ti aspetteresti mai di portare a casa uno scatto così perfetto, eppure mi sembra ancora di essere lì, racchiusa in quel armonioso momento.

Per una maniaca degli attimi perfetti questo è un istante degno di essere ricordato.

[bronzemettle]

Being an immortal demon hellbeast thing, what becomes of Trigon after the age of the Justice League, Avengers, and Titans?

At some point in near-ish future decades, Raven will get extremely sick of her father always coming back to life over and over and instead of trying to kill him again or sending him to some Hell dimension again, she'll go out into deep unexplored space and mystically bind him to a lifeless alien rock.

He remains there, withering and forgotten, for hundreds and hundreds of years. In total isolation, not even any fellow demons, no animals, no stray telepathic signatures for lightyears in any direction. His mind slowly fades. He ceases to see the point of maintaining a physical form, and it festers and ferments into a dark bubbling ooze.

When he's found in 2964 by a human starship, he's delighted to have victims he can toy with again. When they ask what he is, all he can remember is that he is the cast-off Darkness of an ancient and noble people of dazzling beauty (Azarath), and that "Titans" were the ones who trapped and abandoned him here to rot until there's nothing left but a Skin of Evil.

The Enterprise leaves him there again. Tasha Yar is his last victim.

[lostdrarryfics]

Hi!

I was looking for a fic, Draco and Harry have a daughter named cassie and Harry takes her to a museum at some point and Draco is in jail i think? Sorry that's all the info I remember!

We believe you are looking for Cassiopeia Lily Malfoy by GallaPlacidia, which has been deleted. You can find an archive of Galla’s works approved by the author here.

[lallyloo]

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[b-radley66]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Borderlines Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Ensemble Cast - BAN, John Harriman Additional Tags: Medical Trauma, The Lost Era (2293 - 2364), Deltans, Weekly Challenge: Smell the Roses Series: Part 17 of Borderlines: Missing Scenes Summary:

A grievously wounded young woman discovers roses everywhere among expected thorns.

[gmmfashion]

Looking for Links brown sweater/shirt from episode on 4/7/2023. Some sort of donegal pattern.

These were the closest I found a while back. See this post

[world-of-athena]

The year is 2364, social media platforms of all kinds rose and fell like empires. Only tumblr is still running, a reminder of times long gone. The number one trending topic: Destiel.

[hotelbooking]

OYO 2364 Cempaka Harapan Indah Wake up to a magical day and enjoy all that Bekasi offers with a stay at In-room conveniences include daily housekeeping, so you can relax and enjoy your stay. The hotel is entirely non-smoking, ensuring a clean air environment. Guestrooms are designed to provide an optimal level of comfort with welcoming decor and essential amenities. The hotel provides air conditioning in some rooms for the benefit of guests. Take some time to explore Bekasi. Pose in front of Taman Makam Pahlawan located 8.8 km away, and you can always show your friends the time you went to Bekasi. This hotel's food and dining score higher than 95% of accommodations in the city. Room comfort is said to be outstanding here, scoring higher than 96% of accommodations in the city.

[natures-moments]

Arkansas River, 2364 kilometers long, flows through Colorado, Kansas, Oklahoma, USA

[starfleet-cadet]

love thinking about how Bones and Spock probably first met at the start of the five-year mission, so somewhere in 2265-2266, and how the last canon appearance of Mccoy was in 2364 (98-99 years after), and he has no date of death, so can you just imagine how annoying they both were on their 100th anniversary?? like, can you imagine those two being besties for at least a century and maybe more? I headcanon them being like “haha can't believe I endured your presence for so long” and then one of them definitely cries

[dragon-in-a-fez]

okay new headcanon. Data has limited storage space for his memories and can't keep everything, but he also can't bear to delete any memories because he definitely might need that one someday, so somewhere in his quarters there are boxes and boxes of 24th-century zip drives with labels like "Geordi's birthdays (2364-2373)" and "Spot falling off tables (volume 2 of 16 22 30)"

[tuiccim]

Juxtaposition (Part 2)

Pairing: Mafia Boss Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: 2364

Warnings: Smut, Dom/Sub

Summary: Bucky Barnes is the boss of your city’s mafia. You are the sweet, shy woman who has fallen in love with a bad man. At least, that’s what everyone thinks.

A/N: Special thanks to my hype princess & beta reader @whisperlullaby .

Part 1

You carried the bottle of scotch into the spacious bedroom of Bucky’s penthouse. He followed hot on your heels and watched as you set the scotch and a glass on the table next to the armchair sitting in one corner. You sat in the chair, primly crossing your legs, before looking up at Bucky standing before you. You hadn’t let him touch you in the car on the way to his home. You had felt exposed enough when Tony had barged in on you earlier and with Steve and Sam in the front of the car, you kept your distance. This only served to make Bucky itch with need.

You looked over him slowly, letting your eyes take in his long legs, thick thighs, trim waist, and broad shoulders. You licked your lips as your eyes finally met his. God, the things this man let you do to him. You were getting wet just watching the control he had now, waiting for your instructions.

“Take your jacket off,” you say, reaching for the bottle to pour yourself a glass.

Bucky slips the coat from his shoulders and places it on the valet stand. He looks at you, waiting for further instructions. You smile and praise, “Good boy. Now, strip. I want to see all of you.”

He removes his cufflinks and sets them on the valet with his jacket. The buttons of his shirt pop open as his nimble fingers work. After he removes his shirt, he goes to lay it over the valet as well but stops when your voice interrupts him, “Throw it on the floor.”

You watch as his shoulders stiffen. The man was meticulous and you knew the command railed against his orderly nature. Your breathing picked up when he complied with only a second’s hesitation. The undershirt he wears is discarded beside it.

Taking a sip of your scotch and setting it aside, you decide to mirror his movements. You reach for the hem of your dress, pull it over your head and throw it on the little pile. Bucky’s head whips around to look at you sitting in only a bra, panties, and heels. He takes all of you in as his cock hardens.

You dip a finger in your drink and bring it to your lips. Sucking the drops of scotch off, you look up at him through your lashes, “I don’t remember telling you to stop.”

His chest heaves as watches your mouth but he immediately reaches for his belt. His pants are thrown over the valet carelessly and his socks join the pile at his feet. Standing before you completely naked, you take a moment to look at his beautiful body. Your tongue itched to trail over every inch. Reaching behind you, your fingers deftly unhooked your bra and it joined your dress on the floor.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. Come here,” you incline your head to encourage him forward. When he stands directly in front of you, looking down with lust filled eyes, you touch the toned abs before trailing your fingers down his thighs. Your smile widens as you watch his cock jump at the near miss of your hand. You were tempted to lean forward and take him in your mouth, but you had bigger plans for that delicious cock. “Kneel.”

When he settled on his knees, you lean forward and reward him with a kiss, “Good boy. Would you like some?” You pick up the glass of scotch.

“Yes, ma’am,” he says and reaches for the glass.

Feigning him jostling your arm, you pour a small portion on your chest. His eyes follow the trail of liquid as it meanders down your breast and leaves a drop clinging tantalizingly to your nipple.

“Oh, dear. Now look at what you’ve done,” you say, narrowing your eyes and commanding, “Lap it up.”

Bucky’s lips are on you as soon as the words left your mouth. His tongue catches that teasing drop that had mesmerized him. He laps over the curve of your breast until the scotch has been cleaned away. Looking up at you, he waits. You smirk at his eagerness and tip the glass to splash more of the liquor over your breasts and down to your navel. His tongue follows every path making you moan. You allow the last bit of liquid in the glass to run from your navel to the front of your panties. He licks his lips, sucking the small pool from your belly button and then tracing the path down to your panty line. His tongue laps over the wet spot there and then travels lower until he’s nudging the spot over your clit, lapping at the fabric.

“I don’t think the scotch made it quite that far, Mr. Barnes,” you tease even as you grab his hair to hold him in place.

“There was a definite wet spot and I had to be sure, ma’am,” Bucky replies cheekily, mouthing at the spot.

Pulling his head away, you give him a stern look, ��Are you being impertinent with me, precious?”

“I just wanted to be thorough, my love,” Bucky smiles.

Sitting straighter, you grip his hair harder, “Who?”

“Ma’am,” Bucky corrects himself.

“Get on the bed,” you push him away, raising your eyebrow at him.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, moving quickly in hopes of appeasing you.

“Put them on,” you say as you stand, pouring another glass of scotch.

Bucky opens his bedside drawer to draw out the handcuffs you were referring to and locks one around his wrist. He wraps the short chain through the headboard before securing the other side. He was laid out before you, bare and beautiful. You felt a little light-headed as you studied his body. He was so damn sexy, especially his compliance with just a touch of cheek to keep it interesting. Raising the glass to your lips, you enjoy the feeling of anticipation that permeates the air. He’s nearly trembling with it.

“Would you like another sip, darling?” You motion to the glass.

“Yes, ma’am, please,” He whispers.

The glass almost makes it to his lips but you tip it just before making contact, allowing some to slip into his mouth but more to run down his chin and neck.

“Oops,” you whisper with no hint of remorse. You lick up his neck, pausing to kiss the dimple on his chin, and then meld your mouth to his. You indulge for a moment, enjoying the sensual slide of his tongue over yours. When you pull back, he releases a little groan that makes you smirk. “I’m still thirsty,” you whisper to him before pouring a splash of the amber liquid onto his chest. You swipe your tongue over his pec and tight nipple and are rewarded when he whimpers. You pour the remaining contents of the glass on his chest and watch as it meanders down the lines of his abs to settle into the deep v at his hips. You hum happily, your mouth watering in anticipation.

“Please,” Bucky groans. His cock was already erect, straining for attention. He wanted your mouth on him, for your tongue to follow the path of the liquid you’d just poured on him. To give him some relief from the raging hard-on he’d sported since you let him go down on you in his office.

“Shhhh, don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna clean you up,” you reassure him. You keep your word as your tongue dances over his chest. You lap at his nipples, trace the lines of his abs one by one, dip into his navel for a stray drop, and finally make it to his hip bone. Following the line of that v, you clean each bead of liquor from his skin. His breath catches as you pass over his cock, lips achingly close to the head before landing on the other hip and repeat the tongue bath you had given the other side. He was straining upwards, silently begging to be touched, and you felt such triumph that you could make the man so incredibly hard without having touched his cock. You lick around the base without touching, bringing a whimper from him. You lift up, hovering your mouth just above it while looking up at him.

“Please! Please, ma’am,” he moans the words out.

“Poor baby, you’re so hard. Your cock looks so fucking delicious,” you give the tiniest lick to the tip.

“Ohhh, fuck,” he whispers trying desperately not to move.

“I can’t decide if I want to suck it or sit on it,” you tease the head of his cock, swirling your tongue slowly around it. “Mmmm, how about I suck it and then sit on it? What do you want, baby?”

You were already lowering yourself to take him in your mouth more thoroughly when he cried out, “Suck it! I need it. Need your mouth on me.”

Slowly, you lifted your head. Disappointment colored your voice, “Oh, precious, you were so close.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, ma’am! Doll, please! I’m so hard it hurts. Please!” Bucky begs almost incoherently.

You grab his face, stare at him intensely, and say firmly, “Find your control.” Letting go, you lean above him, watching his face. When he finds his calm, you ask him the question that will decide how the rest of the night plays out, “What was the only correct answer?”

“I want whatever you want, ma’am,” Bucky looks into your eyes as he says the words. There isn’t rote in his voice or eyes, sincerity shines through. A true submissive giving himself over to his dominant.

You smile down at him, “You know I love you, right, precious?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good,” you whisper the word as you position yourself over his cock and sink down on him. “Fuck,” you rock your hips as you take him, reveling in every inch that slides in. His face is pure bliss, head thrown back and mouth open as if feeling the most sublime sensations of his life. Your mafia boss, the most feared man in the city, and he was wholly yours. The quiet little mouse who rarely dared to raise her voice above a squeak, had him under her thrall. It was a sense of power that made you elated, heightened your pleasure, and made you love him even more.

You ride him slowly, ringing out the pleasure from him, “You feel so good, baby.” Your hands wander over his chest as you lean forward to grind against him.

“Close. Can I, please?” Bucky requests your permission to fall over the edge.

“Not yet, Precious,” you pull yourself off of his cock. He whimpers at the loss and you move yourself up his body until you straddle his face. He immediately reaches for you with his tongue, dragging it over your cunt until he finds your clit. He laps at it as you ride his face. “Oh, fuck, I'm-, fuck!” You cry out as you come. You hold onto his hair while you allow the wave of pleasure to dissipate.

“Good boy,” you praise while moving back down his body. You line him up with your entrance and sink down on his cock once again.

“Oh, fuck. You’re killing me, doll,” Bucky moans as he thrusts up to meet you.

“Poor baby, but I can't help myself. This cock is just too fucking good.”

Bucky cries out brokenly as you ride him harder, barreling you both towards orgasm but just before he reaches the point of no return, you pull off of him again.

“Please, oh, God, please “ Bucky begs.

“Soon, baby, soon. But I just can't resist fucking your face again,” you straddle his head again and lower yourself onto his waiting mouth. He licks at you sloppily, flattening his tongue as you grab his hair and rock on top of him. You're sensitive and the glide of his tongue is so divine that you find yourself coming again quickly.

“Your mouth is just too fucking good, Bucky baby. But not as good as this cock,” you moan as you lower yourself onto him once again. You moan obscenely as he fills you, rubbing your hands over your body and riding him. After only a few seconds you pause, lean forward, and touch Bucky’s restrained hands. “If I release you, will you be good?”

“Yes, ma’am! Anything!” Bucky groans.

With a quick turn of the key, his hands are free and he looks to you for permission to settle them on your hips. You put your hands over his and guide them into place. Leaning down, you kiss him as you slowly move your hips. His grip on you tightens, the slow torture of your movements making him nearly feral.

“Bucky baby,” you say against his lips, “be a bad boy. Fuck me how you want right now. Make me scream. I'm all yours.”

In a lightning quick second, you find yourself on your back with Bucky on his knees. With a bruising grip on your hips, he slams into you. You arch into him as he ruts into you relentlessly. Your back arches as he fucks you, your whole body taut from the onslaught. He grunts with the effort and you know despite the brutal way he’s handling you, he’s holding himself back until you come one last time. It takes no time for you to get there, his animalistic response to you giving him free reign is intoxicating. You begin to shake and a few seconds later, a scream escapes as your whole body spasms. Bucky’s shout as he comes has you clenching around him even harder. He falls over you, holding himself up by his elbows as he catches his breath, your bodies still connected.

“Fuck, that was… that was incredible,” He whispers into your ear.

You smile as you kiss him tenderly. Rolling to your sides together, you snuggle into him, basking in the feeling of security in his arms. Knowing that he saw all sides of you, every facet, and still respected and cared for you made you so incredibly happy.

“I love you,” you whisper.

“I love you too, doll.”

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