#A.M. Johnson

[wendysbooknook]

Quote:

"The crowd went quiet, and when the whistle blew, and he sliced through the surface, I heard it. The moment when the sun broke past the horizon and kissed his body as he parted through the water. Brilliant and bold. An orchestra with each stroke. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he manipulated the elements. Using air as fuel, bending water to his will. He was fast, faster than humanly possible, and each kick of his foot mimicked the galloping beat of my heart." - A.M. Johnson "Let there be light"

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

[cattatonically]

Heart2Heart: A Charity Anthology Vol. 6 – Edited by Leslie Copeland

Synopsis

Once upon a time, a bunch of authors wondered… what would happen if Heart2Heart, the dating app responsible for pairing up the quirkiest, most perfect couples, brought people together by asking the questions they never knew they needed answered?

From learning each other’s secret zombie survival skills, to disputing the greatest starship captain ever, to confessing their feelings about Cornish pasties, the characters in these fourteen brand new stories inspired by reader suggestions will learn that no matter how random the question… love is always the answer.

And, as always, all proceeds from this anthology will benefit LGBTQ+ charities to ensure that love in all its incarnations will be celebrated and protected every day of the year!

My Thoughts

Another anthology, and another really good time!

After reading the 5th volume of the Heart2Heart anthologies, I really meant to go back and start at the beginning. But somehow I found myself with the newest volume instead.

I really liked that the theme was so random, and that the questions were so broad and unique! Each story was so captivating, I had to take a pause in between to truly process them all on their own.

Just like with volume 5, there were definitely some stories that I liked more than others. Definitely some authors that I felt a bit more of a connection with than others. But I can truly say that there wasn’t one single story I disliked at all. I walked away with a few more authors to check out at a later date, as well!

Sometimes, all we need are really good, happy endings, and fuzzy feelings. This anthology definitely offers that in spades. I cannot wait to explore more of these authors, and the earlier editions of these anthologies.

[hannaedits]

Con Report: Indies Invade Philly 2023

[eloreenmoon]

The Glow Up (Franklin U. Book 5) by A.M. Johnson #Audiobook #MMRomance #Contemporary #Review #LGBT

The Glow Up (Franklin U. Book 5) by A.M. Johnson #Audiobook #MMRomance #Contemporary #Review #LGBT

Erryn reviews ‘The Glow Up (Franklin U Book 5)’ by A.M. Johnson. This book was released September 22, 2022, and is 303 pgs long. The audiobook version of this story was narrated by Teddy Hamilton and Michael Crouch.  It was released on October 23, 2022, and is 7 hrs and 21 mins long. A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review. Why I read this book:  I’m intrigued by this series. Chris…

[melanielocke]

So, I really need some book recommendations.

I usually read fantasy but I also like dystopian, sci-fi and stuff. As long as it's fictional. I also like rewrites (if that makes sense).

Since the request wasn't super specific, for this one I just picked a couple of very different fantasy books that I read recently and have not yet discussed. I don't have a lot of recent dystopian (publishing currently believed dystopian is dead, I think). For sci-fi, check out this post

Little Thieves by Margaret Owen is a retelling of the Goose Girl. That's a relatively unknown Grimm fairytale where a wicked maid steals the identity of a princess. This book tells the story of the maid, Vanja Schmidt, who is the adopted daughter of Fortune and Death. She used to be Princess Gisele's maid, until she stole Gisele's enchanted pearl necklace that changes her appearance and takes her place. Now, Vanja leads a double life as princess and jewel thief, seeking to make enough money to escape before she has to marry her creepy fiance, and so she can escape her mothers. But when she crosses the wrong god, she is cursed to slowly turn into a statue of jewels as punishment for her greed, unless she finds a way to make up for what she stole. I'd recommend this book if you like unlikeable main characters.

Vanja is very selfish, but she if she doesn't put herself first, no one else will, so it is definitely understandable. She has a tendency to push everyone away, but deep down she's very lonely. She's a gremlin, and I love her.

There are also some very charming side characters, including the daughter of the god who cursed Vanja, a shape shifter who does not quite understand human behavior, and a prefect (a magic detective of sorts) chasing the jewel thief.

This book also makes some great social commentary on class and wealth. Vanja might have done a bad thing stealing Gisele's life, but Gisele wasn't entitled to all that wealth and prestige in the first place, and this book heavily criticizes nobility.

The Forever Sea and the Endless Song are part of a series and I have only read book 1 so far (book 2 just came in yesterday). This is an adult fantasy series and as such it is heavier on the world building and more complicated than most YA fantasy, so if you've only ever read YA fantasy I don't think this is the best book to transition into adult, but if you're used to reading adult this is a good series to try.

The Forever Sea is one of the most unique fantasies I've read, and this mainly lies in the world building. The premise of this world is an ocean made out of very high grassland. Ships can sail on this grass with the help of a magic hearthfire, and if this fire would go out you would very slowly sink beneath the grass. Sailors go out onto the sea mainly to harvest all sorts of plants used for food and medicine.

Kindred was raised by her grandmother, the Marchess, a legendary captain and hearthfire keeper. When her grandmother disappears beneath the sea, everyone assumes it was a suicide. But Kindred finds a note from her grandmother implying that it was not suicide, but that she was searching for what is down at the bottom of the sea, and might still be alive there. So Kindred sets out to find her, traveling across the Sea and through a legendary pirate city to see if her grandmother could still be out there, and what is at the bottom of the sea.

This book is very plot driven with a huge emphasis on the environment and descriptions on it, but also lots of world building on how this works exactly. There isn't a lot of emphasis on it, but there is also a sapphic relationship in here between the main character and another sailor. As I said, I haven't read book 2 yet but will start it soon. It's also not out in the US yet (coming 14th February, but the UK edition was released already) From the reviews I gathered there's going to be a third (last? idk) book.

In the Ravenous Dark is a dark fantasy that is marketed as YA, but I think it's very upper YA, maybe more NA but publishing doesn't think that is a thing, so YA it is.

This is set in a world inspired by ancient Greece, but only vaguely (clothes, buildings etc, much of the world building is completely made up), and Rovan, the main character, is a blood mage. Since her father's death, she's kept her blood magic hidden, but when her magic is revealed she is taken to the palace and bound to Ivrilos, a dead spirit who can control here, which is something that is done to all blood mages.

Rovan falls in love with two people she can't trust, the spirit Ivrilos, and princess Lydea, another blood mage, and together they uncover a plot of what is going on in the world of the dead and living, and why blood mages must be bound to spirits.

I think the magic system in this book was very well done, including the way spirits work and the realm of the dead. The book was at times a little messy, and I think it might have worked better as a duology since there was so much going on, but I don't bother me much while reading it.

There's a poly relationship between Rovan, Ivrilos and Lydea, which I really liked, and there's Japha, a really cool non binary side character who's essentially the fourth part of the found family.

Unseelie by Ivelisse Housman is a YA fae fantasy set in a second world focusing on an autistic main character

Seelie is a changeling. Though she looks exactly like her twin Isolde, she's actually a fae creature trying to control her unpredictable magic. She and her sister had to flee their home due to prejudice against changelings, and end up stealing to survive. When they get caught up in a heist gone wrong, they team up with unexpected allies to go on a quest and unravel a mystery to do with fae and human history.

The plot of this book is what you'd expect from a YA fantasy, fast paced, not super unpredictable or anything. The strenght of this book is the main character. Seelie is autistic and written by an autistic author, and while it is set in a world where the term autism does not exist, it is portrayed really well and I found Seelie very relatable as an autistic person. In this world, changelings are typically autistic (because real world changeling myths often derive from disabled children, including autistic children). The sister relationship is also intersting, because Seelie and Isolde are so different, and have very different ideas of what their life should be like once they're finished with this quest.

It is the first in a duology and I have no clue when book 2 is coming out

The last book on this list is the Dream Runners by Shveta Thakrar which is a contemporary fantasy inspired by Indian mythology, specifically, the naga. Naga in this world can't dream on their own, so they have children taken from the human world who become dream runners. They travel to the human world to collect dreams from humans for the naga.

Tanvi is such a dream runner, she's been in Nagalok for the past 7 years. Dream runners don't dream themselves and are devoid of emotion, but for Tanvi this is slowly returning and she's desperate to make it stop.

Venkat is a dreamsmith, the only human in Nagalok who is not a dream runner. Instead, he shapes dreams collected by the dream runners into dream stones used by the naga.

They team up to figure out what is going on with Tanvi, and uncover a plot that could destroy the naga world.

I loved the creative world building in this book, with how the dream runner system works. Tanvi was a little difficult to relate to at first, because she was very obsessed with earning a charm bracelet in exchange for her dreams and I found this confusing, but this will make sense later on, and this book had some twists I really liked.

I hope this helps!

[bob-the-movie-man-film-reviews]

The Watchers (15): A Very Creditable debut outing by Ishana Shyamalan... until the finale.

#onemannsmovies #filmrevies of "The Watchers". #TheWatchers. A very Shyamalanny debut for young Ishana, but a half-decent offering in a well-worn genre. 3/5.

A One Mann’s Movies review of “The Watchers” (2024). “The Watchers” is the debut feature of Ishana Shyamalan, daughter of course of famous director M. Night Shyamalan. And the film has Shyamalan fingerprints all over it! And like the proverbial curate’s egg, it was good in places. Bob the Movie Man Rating: Plot Summary: Mina (Dakota Fanning) is an artist in Galway, doing work in a pet-shop on…

[atavist]

The Titanic of the Pacific: A tale of disaster, survival, and ghosts.

Issue no. 138 of The Atavist is now live:

Those onboard were stunned when none of the surviving women would get in the rafts. They believed that with ships in sight, rescue might be imminent. If it wasn’t, the women had little reason for hope. Many had watched their husbands and children die. They preferred to stay where they were. Some began to sing “Nearer, My God, to Thee,” a hymn that in just a few years would become famous for reportedly being the last song sung aboard the Titanic.

Men readied the rafts. The first group to leave consisted mainly of crew members, including chief cook Samuel Hancock. After clearing the ship around 10 a.m., the men rowed toward the distant vessel—only one seemed to remain—but then lost sight of it. Hancock knew there was a northerly current and told the men to keep the shoreline in sight.

Peter Peterson stood on the Valencia’s deck, watching as the topmast came crashing down and the hurricane deck finally caved in. It was now or never—the last raft needed to leave the ship. Captain Johnson tried to change the women’s minds. “This is the last chance,” he said. One replied, “We might just as well die on the ship as die on the raft.”

[how-serene]

Do You Need The Sandman?

Pairing - Johnson (Reprisal) x Fem!Reader

Summary - It's midnight and all Johnson wants is to hear your pretty voice on the other end of the line.

Word count - 497

Warnings - smoking, so many uses of pet names, yearning, Johnson being slightly horny for you

A/N - Love how I'm literally only writing for Johnson so far. Inspired by the song Evangeline by Stephen Sanchez.

Johnson took a long drag from his cigarette, letting the smoke coat his tongue. In his other hand he held a sleek black phone that was connected to a barely kept together phone booth. A stream of live band music spilled into the streets whenever someone walked inside the bar, reminding him he wasn’t alone. 

Pick up, baby.

He cradled the phone to his ear, holding onto it as if the device might disappear in his hands. Maybe you were asleep, or simply weren’t home-

“H-Hello?” your sweet voice came through the receiver, stalling his thoughts. A strange sense of relief washed over him. 

“It’s me, angel.” he said, plucking the cigarette from his lips. He could hear you shuffling around, turning on the lamp beside your bed. 

“Well hello, lover boy.” you eventually said, giggling in his ear. His heart fluttered at the sound, as he firmly pressed the phone against his cheek. The time on his watch read 12 a.m.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” he apologized, flicking the cigarette. “Just wanted to hear your voice.” 

His stomach twisted at your silence, tugging at the phone cord as some mease distraction as he waited. 

You sighed into the phone, “It’s fine, I wasn't getting much sleep.” You fell silent again, weighing something in your mind. 

“Too busy thinking about you anyway.” 

He perked up, snuffing out his cigarette as he propped his arm up on the phone stand. People continued to filter in and out through the bar door, drunkenly making their way past him without another thought. 

“Been thinkin about you too, angel face.” he confessed, his voice nearly a whisper. He could picture you lying there right now, phone held up to your ear, hand grasping onto it like a lifeline. The mattress hugging the curves of your body, the sky blue nightie you adored rising up over your stomach whenever you moved around. Your own hands running down the sides of your soft body, teasing him over the phone. 

“Been thinking about you a whole lot,” he muttered, the sight of you in his mind vanishing. You giggled again, amused. He closed his eyes, greedily drinking in the sound. 

“I’m curious to know just how much I’ve been on your mind, Johnson.” 

Your sugary voice was almost mocking, causing his heart to wince. 

He glanced back at the bar door, contemplating. The minutes ticked away on his watch, yet it felt as if time didn’t move at all. The sight of you appeared in his mind again, all blue and all soft. 

“Stay awake for me, doll.” 

You hummed, “Will do, doe eyes.” before promptly hanging up. 

He hung the phone back up, flicking his cigarette on the ground. The warm night air brushed against the nape of his neck. He began walking, the mere thought of you in his mind pulling his body toward your presence. 

Behind him, the lively sound of bar music and laughter filled the parking lot.

So, don't go to sleep, don't rest your head I'll be the pillow, and I'll be the bed Holding your dreams as you lie to rest

[missmielyhoran]

Daddy (4)

in which Y/N's daughter accidentally calls Harry daddy and the whole world goes crazy...

Face claim- Dakota Johnson

Masterlist

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harrystyles Chunky loved mum's farm a bit too much I fear. @/yourinstagram we would have to move.

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Harryfan1 WHAT. THE. FUCK

Jeffazoff HARRY🤦

Harryfan3 Was this supposed to be on his private account?

Yourinstagram Harry wrong account! wrong account!

Harryfan2 Holy shit

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On twitter-

Harryfan1 Did you guys see that, or did I dreamt it?

505 likes 21 quote retweets 30 retweets 45 comments

Harryfan2 Oh no, I definitely saw that

Harryfan3 It was meant to be on his personal account, which means he has more posts like this😭

Y/Nfan1 Jeff probably got a heart attack lmao💀

*****

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Zendaya Happiest birthday to my best friend, my sister and my twin flame! I love you and Mimi so much<33

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Y/Nfan1 Happy birthday bestie💕

Yourinstagram Stop I love you too😭❤️

Harryfan1 Okay but her outfit😩🤌

Y/Nfan3 Harry we can see you liking her pictures. It was posted 2 minutes ago! get a grip💀

*****

harrystyles story-

*****

On twitter-

Harryfan2 He said hbd ily😭😭😭 god me when?!

906 likes 201 retweets 112 quote retweets 99 comments

Harryfan1 Sleeping on the highway tonight😭

Harryfan2 I'm bringing sleeping bags😭

Harryfan3 Take me too😭

*****

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DailyMail 'As it was' singer, Harry Styles spotted with model Y/N Y/L/N and her daughter at Disneyland on model's birthday. Is this a new flourishing relationship or just a tactic by their management to promote the model's new line of clothing brand?

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Y/Nfan1 Fuck off DailyMail

Harryfan1 Mimi looks so cute🥺

Harryfan2 her sister is wearing tpwk hoodie aww

Y/Nfan3 Harry better treat her right or there will be roit

Harryfan4 Fake!

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harrystyles Home❤️

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Harryfan1 H😭O😭M😭E😭

Harryfan2 god me when?

Yourinstagram 🏡❤️

Y/Nfan1 Our ship sailed guys😌

Annetwist Enjoy kids!

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dottycatlookalike Good night

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Annetwist Oh she's so cute❤️

GemmaStyles This account gives me anxiety cause your post go from cute baby posts to possibly posting a nude

dottycatlookalike that was one time! on accident!

Yourinstagram Thank you for the wonderful day H! I can't believe I found you❤️

dottycatlookalike I can't believe I found you both❤️

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Yourinstagram Thank you for the best birthday ever! ily. goodnight❤️

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Y/Nfan1 oh to be harry styles

Harryfan1 Look at Harry and mimi🥺

harrystyles Prettiest❤️

Y/Nfan2 @/harrystyles can you fight?

Harryfan3 they're cute I take everything back😭

Zendaya Sexy😩

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Vogue "Yes, we are dating but there is no rush. Emilia (her daughter) adores Harry like crazy. If we're not hanging out she be hanging on my shoulders asking when we're going to meet him and he loves her the same. Always spoiling her with different food and gifts, if she asks for anything he be up at 3 a.m. to make it for her." The model laughed talking about her and her daughter's relationship with singer and actor Harry Styles.

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Harryfan1 He gets up at 3 a.m. to make food for Mimi🥺

Harryfan2 Dadrry strikes again!

Y/Nfan1 she looked so good in this photoshoot🥵

Harryfan3 everyone thank mimi for calling Harry daddy cause now we get this😌

*****

And the end

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[lonestarflight]

"The Space Shuttle Enterprise, the nation's prototype space shuttle orbiter, departed NASA's Dryden Flight Research Center, Edwards, California, at 11:00 a.m., May 16, 1983, on the first leg of its trek to the Paris Air Show at Le Bourget Airport, Paris, France. Carried by the huge 747 Shuttle Carrier Aircraft (SCA), the first stop for the Enterprise was Peterson AFB, Colorado Springs, Colorado. Piloting the 747 on the Europe trip were Joe Algranti, Johnson Space Center Chief Pilot, Astronaut Dick Scobee, and NASA Dryden Chief Pilot Tom McMurtry. Flight engineers for that portion of the flight were Dryden's Ray Young and Johnson Space Center's Skip Guidry. The Enterprise, named after the spacecraft of Star Trek fame, was originally carried and launched by the 747 during the Approach and Landing Tests (ALT) at Dryden Flight Research Center."

Date: May 16, 1983

NASA ID: ECN-24314

[spacefrontier]

Cygnus NG-21 S.S. Francis R. 'Dick' Scobee', carrying over 8,000 pounds of supplies and experiments, has successfully been berthed to the International Space Station.

Despite a low pressure state in the Cygnus engine preventing two orbit raising burns early in the mission, Northrup Grumman engineers were able to work out new burn and trajectory plans, enabling Cygnus to rendezvous with the International Space Station at the originally scheduled time.

At 3:11 a.m. EDT on August 6, 2024, astronaut Matt Dominick captured the spacecraft with the International Space Station's Canadarm2, with berthing completed remotely by engineers at the Johnson Space Center's Mission Control Center at 5:33 a.m. EDT.

Cygnus will remain at the space station until January, where it will dispose of thousands of pounds by burning up in Earth's atmosphere during re-entry.

NASA 1, 2

[pscottm]

Unable to pass any additional spending bills, Speaker Mike Johnson announced the House will go on recess Thursday after a 10:45 a.m. vote, Punchbowl News reports.

They will return September 9.

Nice work if you can get it

[agirlwithbigdreamsforher]

WORK OUT

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

WORK OUT

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Annie is determined to lose the baby weight and Andy is more than willing to help her.

Warnings: It’s porn hahahaha.

A/N: English is not my first language and I was tired when I wrote this, so I’m sorry for any mistake this may have. Enjoy!

Word count: 1564

Disclaimer: I do not give permission for any of my works to be copied, used, translated nor reposted anywhere else but here on this blog. Do not steal what you didn’t work for. Minors and ageless blank blogs don’t interact with me or my works. Reblogs and likes are always welcome. Thank you for reading this work of fiction.

GIF's not mine, you can find the credits under it :) 

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Annie woke up at 5 a.m., she got up making sure she didn’t wake Andy up. Walked to the closet, and put on some yoga pants, a sports bra, her snickers and a hoodie. She went down stairs and got out of the house. It was more than obvious no one was on the street, she stretched a bit and began running to her right.

“Oh god!” she began breathing heavily, “How long have I been running?” she looked at her watch, “5 minutes?!” she stopped and took a deep breath, “This is not going to work.” She sighed and walked back home.

As she was walking in, a very sleepy Andy stood at the foot of the stairs.

“Honey?” He rubbed his eye and yawned, “Where were you?”

“Ammm, taking out the trash.”

“At this hour?” he scratched his head, “Wait, I took the trash out last night.”

“I went running.”

“Oh! Why didn’t you wake me? I could’ve gone with you. How it went?”

“Ran 5 minutes and came back. I hate running.” She walked to the living room and sat on the couch, “and to be honest the streets were empty and I felt scared.”

“Of course they were empty, it’s not even 6 a.m. and it’s a Saturday.” He leaned in and kissed her, “You’re beautiful.”

“Andy we’ve talked about this. I need to lose the baby weight.”

“Yeah, we’ve talked about you are perfect to me, but ok. I’ll help you.”

“You don’t need to do that. Look today I ran 5 minutes, maybe tomorrow I’ll run 5.5 minutes.”

“Let me change into something more fitting, on the meantime, go to the basement.”

They went separate ways, and Annie walked down the stairs to the basement. Annie knew Andy work out there, although to be honest she had no idea what equipment he had. After she moved in years ago, she saw Andy moving several dumbbells and a barbell, but she never expected to see more than that.

In addition to the dumbbells and the bar barbell, there was a treadmill, a flat bench, a couple of kettle bells and a small trampoline. She didn’t wait long and climb on the treadmill, the turned it on and walked.

“You started without me?” Andy asked as he walked towards her wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top.

“Since when we have a gym in the basement?”

“Since always.” Andy said as if it was obvious, “And I’ll hardly call it a gym.”

“I’ll know about this is the washing machine was down here.”

He looked at her for a moment. “You think you can raise your speed?”

“No, don’t push me.” Andy raised his hands in defense.

Annie kept walking for another 20 minutes. When she thought it was enough she stopped.

“Ok, I’m done!” She took a breath, “It wasn’t so bad, better than running on the street.”

“Maybe that was the problem. You ran instead of walk like you should have because you are just beginning to work out.”

“Whatever, want some breakfast?”

“Breakfast? You are not done.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Sit.” He pointed to the flat bench, walked to a rack where he had the dumbbells and took the smaller ones. “Ok, look.” Andy flex his arms, his bicep curled with the movement. “Four series of 10.” Annie took the bells and began the exercise, “One, two, three… three… three.”

“That’s five!”

“No, you have to lift it all the way up or it doesn’t count. Come on!”

After just that one exercise her arms felt like noodles. She put the dumbbells on the floor.

“How you feel?” Andy asked who also had been working out as she finished her exercise.

“I wanna come back to bed.”

“Please, it’s not that bad.”

“You said that because you have been doing this for years. There’s a reason you have abs!”

“Well, you’re right. But I promise that it’ll be easier with time. Trust me.”

“Whatever.”

“How about some squats?”

“I feel like I’m in gym class again.” She groaned as she got up from the bench.

“If you finish your work out I’ll give you a reward.”

“What reward?”

“Pancakes.”

“I do like pancakes.”

“With bacon, eggs and a hash brown.”

“Alright Barber! Let’s do this!”

Annie stood straight and did her first squad, careful her knees didn’t pass the tips of her feet and pushing her ass back.

“Lower.”

“I can’t go lower.” She did the second.

“Yes, you can.” Andy said without taking his eyes off her ass.

“I told you not to push me! I’m doing my best!”

“I know you are honey, but I know you can go lower, and I’ll prove it.”

Andy move the flat bench to be between Annie legs.

“What are you doing?”

Andy laid on the bench his face right between her legs.

“You’ll go down as if you were to sit on my face.”

“What?!”

“You heard me. Go down.”

Annie did another squad not quite reaching Andy’s face.

“Lower.” Another squad, “Lower,” Another and she went a bit lower, “Better, another.” Annie went lower her clothed pussy almost reached Andy’s nose. She heard him groaned, “Lower, baby, come on.”

Annie did her best and in the following squad, she felt Andy’s face and Andy moaned. “I did it!” She squad again and Andy moaned louder. When Annie stood she turned and saw Andy palming his dick through his shorts. “Are you seriously touching yourself?”

“A pretty girl’s sitting on my face, what did you expect?!” Andy said with a smug smile on his face and Annie shook her head. “Do it again.” Annie hesitate, “I bet you are just as turn on as I am.” Annie walked away from Andy for a moment, he thought that maybe she was about to left the room so he stood up, “Honey, I’m kidding.” But When Annie found Annie she found her with her pants and underwear off. “Oh. I thought… should I laid down?” Annie nodded and Andy has never laid down faster in his life. Annie stood above Andy, a leg on each side of his head, she was facing Andy’s legs. She took a deep breath and make a squad, reaching Andy’s face on the first go.

“God.” Andy mumbled against her. His tongue dare out and licked a striped of her pussy and then she stood up. “More.” Andy said. She squad again, this time staying in place a bit longer feeling Andy’s tongue both in her slit and her ass hole. She stood up again, “please, more!” Andy begged. Annie hardly ever heard him beg, it was usually the other way around.

“More?”

“Yes, please!” Annie fully sat on his face and felt his beard brushing against her pussy. Andy grabbed her legs and ate her out. His tongue lapping back and for, from her clit to her ass.

“Oh fuck!” Annie moaned “That’s it baby! You doing so good!” Andy’s lips sucked on her clit, “Shit! Just like that! It feels so good! Fuck!” Andy’s short was starting to show a wet stain right where the tip of his cock was. Annie reached for his cock and took it out of its confinement. It was red and engorged. She spit in her hand and rubbed it up and down his shaft.

“Fuck!” Andy moaned, Annie stood a bit so she could reached his dick with her mouth, but Andy was not having it, “Sit down!” and slapped her ass.

“But…”

“Sit down, mommy.”

Mommy? That was knew, Annie thought and lifted a brow.

“But don’t you want mommy to play with you?” She said in a teasing tone as she caressed his dick.

“No! I want your pussy mommy, please!”

“Alright then.” She let go of his cock and sat on his face. “Eat.” As soon as she said that Andy stuck to her pussy like it was the best meal he’s ever had. “Oh! Yes, baby! You’re doing so good for mommy.” The wet noises were filling the ambiance. Annie began to jump a bit on Andy’s face, “Oh fuck!” She moved her hips, rubbing her whole pussy on Andy’s face. As she let go of a wanton moan she saw Andy’s dick licking deliciously, she knew Andy was holding back to cum. “My baby want to cum,” She moaned louder than before, “But mommy need to finish first. Fuck!” She moved faster rubbing her pussy against Andy’s nose, “GOD! YES! YES! YES!!!!!!!” She stood still, her hips still moving slowly coming down from her height, she felt Andy’s tongue giving soft laps to her abused hole. When she open her eyes, she saw Andy’s dick twitching. Ropes of cum painting on his abdomen and a moment later Andy tapped her thigh.

“You ok?” Annie asked looking down at her husband whose face was completely red and wet.

“I think…” He took a deep breath and licked his lips, “I’m gonna love to have you as my work out partner.”

Annie giggled, “Come on,” Annie said putting her panties on and throwing a towel to Andy, “You already ate, but I’m starving and you promised me pancakes.”

Andy quickly cleaned himself up, put his shorts back up and took Annie’s hand to go upstairs.

“So, mommy huh?” Annie turned to see a very blushed Andy. “You never cease to surprise me.”

[disneytva]

Ariel To Make A Splash Debut Thursday, June 27, Streaming Next Day On Disney+

Disney Branded Television announced today the premiere date for the highly anticipated animated musical series “Ariel.” Inspired by “The Little Mermaid (2023)” the series will debut on THURSDAY, JUNE 27, on Disney Junior (9:00 a.m. EDT/PDT) and air on Disney Channel later that day, with an initial batch of eight episodes available on Disney+ the following day, FRIDAY, JUNE 28.

Disney Junior has also released the theme song who will be Disney TVA 's #98 series overall.

To help build excitement for “Ariel,” it was also announced that a new series of shorts titled “Ariel: Mermaid Tales” will be featured across Disney Junior, Youtube and Disney+ beginning Wednesday, June 5. Each two-minute short will highlight a different aspect of Ariel’s life in Atlantica.

Recurring Guest Cast on ARIEL include Yvette Nicole Brown ("Firebuds", "Pupstruction") as Aquatica, Melissa Villaseñor ("Primos", Cartoon Network Studios "OK K.O Let's Be Heroes") as Navi, Ron Funches (Pixar Animation Studios "Inside Out 2") as Delfino, Kevin Michael Richardson ("The Proud Family: Louder and Prouder", "La Familia Avenúñez") as Sebastian, Parvesh Cheena (Netflix Animation "Centaurworld") as Ravi, Danni Washington as Tantie Chantale, Alanna Ubach (Nickelodeon "El Tigre: The Adventures of Manny Rivera") as Cristina Cuttles, Dana Heath (Nickelodeon "Danger Force") and Jessica Mikayla (Disney Launchpad "Project CC") play Ariel’s twin sisters Ayanna and Alanna, respectively.

The acclaimed songwriting teams are comprised of Anthony M. Jones (Tone), Sofia Quinn, Olivia Waithe, Chantry Johnson, Michelle Zarlenga and Rosemarie Tan.  Christopher Willis ("The Wonderful World of Mickey Mouse" franchise) serves as composer. Sean Skeete, dean of the Professional Performance division at Berklee College of Music, is the Caribbean music consultant.

Walt Disney Records will release a digital soundtrack on Friday, June 28, and an array of dolls, playsets, role-play, costumes, apparel, books and more from Disney Consumer Products and Disney Publishing Worldwide will be available this summer.

[randomperson99sworld]

Hope

~ Chapter 30 ~

Summary: Dean and Sam Winchester save a young woman —Natalie Johnson, from a coven of witches who are after her deceased grandmothers spell book. At first Dean doesn’t trust her, will he ever? Natalie is just simply a woman who gets roped up in the supernatural world from a mistake her grandmother made.

Pairing: Dean x OC

Warning: Age gap, slow burn, smut, language, gore.

Word Count: 1,656

A/N: This is my last chapter tonight! Not sure if I’ll have a chance to post tomorrow as I’m going to be busy which is why I tried to post a few for you guys today! Hope you’ve been enjoying the story so far! Happy reading! ♥️

Dean had stayed up for hours, watching over Natalie as she slept. Her face, bruised and pale, looked so fragile, so broken. He could see the toll the last few days had taken on her—the terror she had endured, the pain she was still carrying. He didn’t even want to think about what could have happened if they hadn’t made it to the house in time. The thought of losing her, of finding her too late, haunted him more than he’d ever admit.

Eventually, exhaustion crept up on him, and despite his best efforts to stay awake, sleep finally consumed him.

2 A.M.:

Dean woke suddenly, the quiet of the motel room broken by the faint sound of soft sobs. He blinked, still groggy, his mind quickly clearing as he realized where the noise was coming from—the bathroom.

Natalie.

The shower was still running, and through the thin walls of the motel, he could hear her muffled cries. His heart clenched. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether he should give her space or offer comfort. But the sound of her sobbing—so raw and broken—pushed him into action.

He stood and approached the bathroom door, knocking gently. “Natalie,” he said softly, trying to keep his voice steady. “You okay in there?”

There was a long pause, and for a moment, Dean wasn’t sure if she would respond. Then, her voice came through, shaky and uncertain. “Yeah, I um... just need a minute.”

Dean could hear the embarrassment in her voice, and the soft curse that followed. She turned off the water, and the silence that followed made his chest feel even heavier. He could tell she was crying again, and the sound of it—so vulnerable—made something inside him ache.

He waited, standing just outside the door, his heart pounding as he heard her drying off and getting dressed. He had no idea what to say or how to comfort her, but he knew he couldn’t just leave her to deal with this alone.

A moment later, the door opened, and Natalie stepped out. Her hair was still damp, her face flushed from the hot water. But what struck Dean most was the look in her eyes—so full of pain, so haunted by the horrors she’d seen. She froze when she saw him standing there, just inches from her.

Her lip trembled, and the tears began to fall again, even though she was clearly trying to hold them back. She looked so lost, so broken, and Dean’s heart shattered at the sight.

For a moment, Natalie hesitated, as though unsure if she should reach for him, if he would be okay with that. But Dean didn’t need her to ask—he could feel it. She needed comfort, needed to know she wasn’t alone in this. So, without a word, he closed the space between them and wrapped her in a tight embrace, pulling her against his chest. He rested his chin on the top of her head, holding her as she sobbed into him.

His hand gently patted down her damp hair as he closed his eyes, feeling her body tremble in his arms. He was the only thing holding her up, and he didn’t mind. She needed this, and he needed to be there for her, no matter how heavy it felt.

Natalie’s sobs came out in waves, her breath catching in her throat as she clung to him. She had been holding it together for so long, trying to be strong, but now, in the quiet of the night, everything she had been bottling up came crashing down.

Dean held her tightly, his own emotions stirring as he listened to her cry. He didn’t say anything—there wasn’t anything to say that could make this better. All he could do was hold her, and for now, that was enough.

When Natalie finally pulled away, her sobs had quieted, though the tears were still fresh on her cheeks. She backed up slowly, looking up at Dean with red-rimmed eyes, her voice small and broken. “I… I saw something, Dean,” she whispered, her breath still shaky. “I saw… that girl. The one he killed.”

Dean’s brow furrowed, his heart tightening as he listened.

Natalie swallowed hard, trying to steady her voice, but the pain was too much. “She was… she was naked and tied down, and he just… he just started chopping her up into pieces. I could hear her screaming. I couldn’t do anything, Dean. I couldn’t stop it.” Her voice cracked, and she began to cry again, her face crumpling as the weight of it all came crashing back down. “I couldn’t save her. I felt so helpless.”

Dean’s stomach twisted at the thought of what she’d witnessed, of the horror she’d been forced to endure. His jaw clenched as he watched the tears stream down her face. She was breaking apart right in front of him, and all he wanted to do was take that pain away.

Natalie’s voice broke again as she continued, her words tumbling out between sobs. “I… I saved the other girl, but… not the first one. I couldn’t save her.”

Dean’s chest ached with the weight of her words. He could see how much this was tearing her apart—the guilt, the helplessness, the overwhelming grief. She had been through hell, and she was still trying to make sense of it all.

Without thinking, Dean reached up and gently cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing away her tears. His touch was soft, almost reverent, as if he was afraid she might break if he wasn’t careful. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice low and steady. “It wasn’t your fault. You did everything you could.”

Natalie looked up at him, her eyes filled with so much pain it nearly took his breath away. “But I couldn’t save her,” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

Dean’s heart broke all over again, and he pulled her into another tight hug, holding her close. This time, the embrace felt different—not just one of comfort, but one of understanding. He knew what it was like to carry that kind of guilt, to feel helpless in the face of horror. And he knew that no matter what he said, it wouldn’t take away that pain. But he would be there for her, just like she had been there for him.

“You did save someone,” he whispered into her hair. “And you survived. That’s what matters.”

Natalie’s sobs quieted again, and she leaned into him, her body relaxing just a little as she let herself be held.

And for the first time in a long while, they both understood each other in a way words couldn’t express.

Dean gently led Natalie back to her bed, her small frame still trembling from the weight of everything she had just shared. He tucked her in carefully, making sure the blanket covered her completely, as though he could protect her from the nightmares still lurking in the corners of her mind. As he smoothed the blanket over her, he brushed a stray piece of hair behind her ear, his touch soft and comforting.

He was about to move back to that worn-out chair, ready to keep his vigil over her for the rest of the night, when he felt a delicate grip on his wrist. He paused, looking down at her, and saw the vulnerability in her eyes. Her voice was so quiet, so small, that it almost broke him when she spoke.

“Would you mind… sleeping with me?” she asked, her words hardly above a whisper.

For a moment, Natalie reminded Dean of a child—frightened, in need of comfort and protection. In that moment, she wasn’t the strong, determined researcher he had come to know. She was someone who had just been through hell, and she was asking for one simple thing: not to be alone.

The look in her eyes, the way her voice trembled—it stirred something deep in Dean’s chest. He wanted to be that shield for her, to protect her from the world’s cruelty, if only for tonight.

He gave her a soft smile, his eyes warm and full of understanding. “Yeah, I don’t mind,” he said quietly, his voice gentle as he slipped into the bed beside her.

He lay down next to her, and without hesitation, Natalie moved closer, resting her head against his chest. Her small body curled into his side, and Dean instinctively wrapped his arm around her, holding her close. Her breathing began to slow, her body relaxing against his as the sound of his heartbeat lulled her toward sleep.

Dean stared up at the ceiling for a moment, his hand resting protectively on her back. It was strange—he had never been one for closeness like this, not in any real sense. But with Natalie, it felt different. He wasn’t sure when it had happened, but she had become important to him. He felt an overwhelming need to keep her safe, to be there for her in ways he hadn’t been for others.

As Natalie’s breathing evened out, signaling that she had finally drifted off, Dean allowed himself to relax. The steady rise and fall of her chest against him was comforting in a way he hadn’t expected. He closed his eyes, and for the first time in a long while, sleep came easily. The nightmares that usually haunted him stayed at bay, held off by the simple peace of having Natalie close.

In that quiet motel room, with the weight of the world outside their door, they both found a brief moment of solace. For now, they were safe.

Dean’s breathing slowed as sleep consumed him, his protective arm still wrapped around her, keeping the nightmares at bay for just a little longer.

[mclennonlgbt]

On June 28, 1969, exactly 55 years ago, riots began at the Stonewall Inn bar in New York. It was this event that marked the beginning of the modern LGBTQ+ rights movement.

The most famous myth related to the events at Stonewall states that the revolution was started by Marsha P. Johnson, a black drag queen and queer icon. But Marsha repeatedly denied this, claiming that she did not arrive at Stonewall until after 2 a.m., when fighting with the police had already begun in earnest.

So who made LGBTQ people have the courage to start an uprising? Stormé DeLarverie, the daughter of an African-American woman and a white man. She was one of the first drag kings in the USA and a member of Jewel Box Review - the first racially inclusive drag queen revue. In the 1970s, Stormé worked as a security guard and bouncer in lesbian clubs.

On the night of June 28, during a police raid on a bar, Stormé got hit while trying to help a man who had been pushed to the ground, and had to confront a policeman who shouted at her, thinking he was a boy, 'Move, twat!'" She was hit with a baton and that was the first blow that started it all. Stormé DeLarverie hit the policeman with her bare fist and he was covered in blood.

Let's remember Stormé, the Rosa Parks of the LGBTQ+ community.