#Chase It (Mmm Da Da Da)

[dippedanddripped]

Bebe Rexha - Chase It (Mmm Da Da Da) [Official Music Video]

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Bebe Rexha - Chase It (Mmm Da Da Da)

[pedge-page]

High reader x high Joel unf hell yeah we love some intox kink

New Heights

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Notes: ya girl has never been high, never smoked da weeds, so sorry if whatever lingo i'm using is totally inaccurate.

Warnings: FWB, unprotected sex, slight manipulative Joel, weed, smoking, drugs (?), intoxicated, cheating, dub con if you squint, Joel's pretty shady and takes advantage of reader

18+ ONLY

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His hands feel even better on you now that you’ve removed your tattered jeans and top. And with the way he’s gazing at you, with his half lidded yet dilated eyes and permanent curl to his plush sinful lips, it couldn’t just be from the shit ton of weed you two just smoked.

“You roll them better than I ever did,” he cough as he flicks his own spent joint to the tray on the table, his arm wrapped securely around your lower back so you don’t even consider whether he’ll knock you off. He settles back against the couch and resumes watching you, stroking your soft skin up and down with his tough knuckles. 

Joel prides himself on being your best friend since high school. He’s always had your back, whether from boys you were dating, high stress customers at work, or even less than ideal familial situations, Joel Miller was the remedy. 

Course, when he first convinced your stuck up ass to get high, he didn’t expect you to strip to your underwear and bra and sit on his lap to take a nap. 

Since then, he’s been chasing that high from you any time you ‘drop by’.

“Be honest,” you hum, sifting your fingers through his hair as he takes another drag. “Did Tommy tell you I was in town?”

“Nope,” he lies casually. He rolls his tongue over his lower lip while squishing your tits in your push up bra. “Just had a feelin’ you’d be here.”

“Mhm.” You tilt your head back and breathe in the heavily fogged air. Sober you would be hesitant to have your panty clad crotch on top of Joel’s whopping bulge. But as your thoughts slow, simplify, you can’t deny: he’s got a pretty tent.

“How’s the boyfriend?”

Rolling you eyes, you lean forward, putting both arms next to his ears to rest atop the couch headrest. He doesn’t lose your gaze. Normal eye to eye contact when you’re just nose kisses apart would be so fucking weird if not completely wasted, and if not for Joel, who’s got such a different aura when he’s like this.

Or maybe it’s when you’re like this.

“Kiss me,” you whisper.

“That bad, huh?”

“I wouldn’t be here if it was all great.”

“Mmm.” His eyes briefly cast down top your supply pouty lips then back up. If your boyfriend were any threat to him, he’d bother to remember the dumb fuck’s name. But if you’re still climbing up to him for a little session in his lap over and over again, he’s got nothing to worry about. “S’alright. Like it when not all is great. Get to spend more time with ya.”

You tilt your head to the side and grin. “Then kiss me.”

He blows the smoke into your mouth just as your tongues collide. All of your senses are simultaneously elevated and dulled. You’re a little more out of It then he is, which makes it easier, for his fingers to lightly trace along your bra and unclasp the band from behind, your straps falling effortlessly while you’re glued to his tongue. You pull back with a groan, eyes fluttering close as Joel cups both your breasts in his big hands and massages them.

“You like it when I take care of ya needs.”

“Yeahhh,” you sigh contently, getting lost in his expert touch. 

Laying back slightly, with your palms propped on his knees, you can’t help but roll your hips, your clothed core rubbing along his bulge. With his tongue caught curled between his teeth, he stares, hypnotized, as one finger hooks in the line of your cute cotton underwear and tugs it up, pulling it taught right between your folds. 

He sits forward quickly, unzipping his pants. “Let me put it in this time,” he breathes into your neck, kissing your pulse gently. 

Your judgement feels more cloudy than normal, but it doesn’t seem to be having lasting effects on Joel. 

“Joel, I don’t—I don’t know.” Your arm secures itself over his shoulders and back as he grinds his lap up into you with slight fervor.

 “I’ll make it good, I promise.” He plants his soft wet lips atop your tits. “Always make it good for ya, don’t I?”

You nod in agreement over his shoulder just as he tugs his length free from his pants. 

Despite your hesitation and trust in his words, Joel’s gotta remind his more sober self to not get too ahead of himself. He rubs his tip along your slicked entrance, biting down his growls. But when you purr so pretty in his lap, so pliant and open minded to any of his suggestions, he can’t help but want to rush you ahead.

You gasp when he slides his cock into your tight walls. 

“J-Joel,” you whine. You begin to pull away, the sesation of his member splitting you open suddenly making the dog dissipate in your mind.

But he soothes it all over when he captures your lips again. You visibly settle in his slap, effectively sliding him deeper into you until he’s filling you to the brim, balls snuggly twitching against your lower ass cheeks. 

“Don’t go back to him,” he rasps. the bridge of his nose nudges your cheek, urging you to listen only to him. “Stay. Stay with me this time.”

You nod again, this time seeking his lips yourself. He rocks you back and forth steadily on his dick.

Maybe the little extra something he put in your stash will stick in your mind by tomorrow morning, and for as long as he can hold on to you.   - - - -

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[illyrian-dreamer]

Spin the bottle

Jealous Azriel x Reader. Angst/fluff (the usuaaallll)

Summary: A drunken game of spin the bottle with the rest of the IC makes Azriel a grumpy boy. (But it’s actually pretty romantic).

Word count: 2.1k

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This was stupid. Stupid stupid stupid.

You looked up from where the bottle had finally stopped spinning. Flecks of red wine having splattered on the floorboards from what little remained in the deep green bottle, it’s long neck now pointed directly at your High Lord.

It was the eighth bottle of the night, or perhaps the ninth? It hardly mattered, you and your friends were stupidly drunk, so much so that when Cassian had suggested a childish game of spin the bottle with a wiggle of his eyebrows, you had snorted and excitedly agreed.

It had taken a variation of tactics to get the rest of the Inner Circle to play along.

Feyre had giggled, whispering something to her mate who merely winked back at her as they both took a place by the fire.

Mor had clapped in delight, poking fun at Amren who clung to Varian, but when her partner agreed, so had she.

Nesta rolled her eyes at Cassian, but a smirk was set at her lips as he hauled her over his shoulder to the circle that was beginning to form. Even Elain hadn’t given much fight, blushing as she shrugged “If it’s only a kiss.” You had pecked her hands and gave a squeal of delight, pulling her to sit by your side.

That only left the amused, yet still brooding Shadowsinger.

Azriel kept his arms crossed, shaking his head with a stubborn smirk as each of you tried your own way to convince him to play, Some begged, some insulted, and some bargained with unfulfillable promise – all of which rendered useless against the Spymaster.

He leaned against the arm of the chase, dark hair falling in front of his honey-brown eyes. Despite his stubborn front, his wings were slouched and relaxed, Azriel’s tell-sign he was just as tipsy as the rest of you.

“C’mon Az,” you drawled, uncaring that you spoke with a slight slur. “You’ll be the only one not playing.” Dark shadows began to curl in your lap.

Azriel smiled tightly. “You’re all drunk.”

“Oh, and you’re not?”

Calling the shadows back from the distance they had gained towards you, Azriel’s eyes narrowed on you playfully. His smile grew, yet he remained unmoved.

“Leave him be,” Cassian spoke, a hand covering one side of his mouth as if to tell you a secret, but with a volume high enough to ensure everyone would hear. “He’s just brooding because he lost the snowball fight yesterday.”

Azriel stiffened immediately, and spoke with lethal cool. “I did not lose.”

Rhysand grinned, chiming in. “You certainly did.”

“I only lost to a pair of cheats. You’re not supposed to work as a team.”

“Why not give me a big smooch and prove you’re not a loser at this game too, then?” Cassian boasted, arms wide and beckoning, his lips comically puckered.

The rest of you howled in unison, tears forming in your own eyes as you wiped them away. Azriel finally took a place in between you and Feyre, and as far away from Cassian as he could get.

The rules were simple – spin the bottle and kiss whoever it pointed at. If the bottle was to land on a relative, it would automatically direct to the first on their right.

And so the game began. Cassian declared the first round his, the bottle landing swiftly on Varian who merely chuckled. Cassian had grabbed both sides of his face, planting an enthusiastic kiss on his mouth that sounded with a smack of his lips.

“Mmm, tastes like blood,” he teased at Amren, who merely scowled back. The rest of you were in hysterics, and you had to clutch at your stomach to stop it from hurting.

Mor was up next, the bottle reeling to a quick stop on Elain. The kiss was swift, but gentle, and had Elain thanking her with an shy giggle. Mor winked back at the blushing Archeron before returning to her spot.

Feyre had spun the bottle enthusiastically, and tipped her head back and laughed when it landed directly on her mate.

“C’mere darling,” he said smoothly, moving to dip her head back and plant a sensual kiss on her neck before slipping his tongue into her mouth. The group whooped and cheered, before Nesta declared she was to be sick and the couple finally broke their kiss.

Azriel was up next, and Cassian had roared with a cheer as the bottle landed in his direction. ‘Come here big guy!” Azriel had let him kiss him for all of two seconds, and kept a firm hand planted on his brother’s chest to ensure some distance was kept. You were sure you had never laughed harder in your life.

And so it was your turn. You were yet to be kissed, and felt a silly flutter of nerves as you crawled towards the bottle. It slowed to a stop. It’s long neck pointed directly at your High Lord.

“Well well,” Rhys mused, his violet eyes sparkling as a feline grin grew. “Try not to be too jealous, Feyre darling,” he winked at his mate. Feyre laughed, raising her hands in surrender. “I’m only glad it’s not Cassian,” she joked, earning a shove from the General.

Rhys was crouched in front of you now, his face relaxed yet playful. There was no denying his handsomeness – you certainly weren’t unhappy to be kissing him.

Rhys reached to cup your face, and as his long fingers found where your jaw meets your neck, you heard a sharp breath being sucked in from beside you.

Flicking your eyes over to Azriel, you saw his brow pulled in fury, his body completely stiffened and shadows nowhere to be seen. You hadn’t a second to process before Rhys’s lips found yours in a gentle kiss.

A kiss that lasted a mere second, before a cold, harsh voice spoke.

“Stop that.”

You and Rhys both broke away from the kiss. His hands were still on your face as you looked up at Azriel who now stood towering over the two of you, wings spread and chest fuming.

You couldn’t help but gawk at his erratic behaviour. “Azriel, what–?”

“Let go of her.” Azriel was practically growling at his High Lord.

Rhysand didn’t question him, instead he dropped his hands from your face immediately. “I’m sorry,” he said with a hushed voice. “I had no idea.”

The rest of the circle fell silent, each of you stunned by the Shadowinger’s outburst.

With a final fume from his chest and flare of his nostrils, Azriel folded to a winnow, vanishing from the room entirely.

“Well that was unexpected,” Mor spoke with a pull of her brow.

“I’ll say,” Feyre added.

Bringing a hand to your lips, the sensation of Rhys’s lips on yours lingered, and twinge of guilt cast through your stomach.

“Any idea of where he went?” you asked quietly, no longer amused with the game’s antics.

“The Sidra,” Rhys answered shortly, offering you a sorry smile before casting a long look at his mate, an obvious sign of their mind-to-mind exchange.

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Velaris was freezing this time of year, and even your layers of wool, scarves and a heavy coat couldn’t protect you from the icy bite that blew from over the cold of the river. You found Azriel at a docking pier, solemnly leaning against the railing as the water sloshed below the planks.

There was no sneaking up on the Spymaster, yet he continued to ignore you as you approached.

“Care to explain yourself?” you spoke from some distance, making your way closer to him. His wings twitched at your words and knuckles whitened at their clutch on the railing, but Azriel kept his gaze on the night’s horizon.

You folded his coat over the railing, a small sign for a truce you were unsure was needed. When Azriel left it untouched, you sighed, folding your arms. “Put the coat on, Az.”

Without turning his head, Azriel cast a sideways glance before pulling the large black coat over his arms and wings. He was already a large and broad male, but the coat refined him further. It was quite a handsome look on the Shadowsinger.

“What happened back there?” you poached again.

There was a moment of silence before he spoke. “You wanted him to kiss you.”

Frowning, you were quick to defend yourself. “Not necessarily.”

“You did. I heard your heart fasten. I scented your excitement.”

“It was a game Azriel, one we all agreed to play.”

“I didn’t want to.”

You rolled your eyes then. “Alright Az, I’m sorry we forced you–”

“I didn’t want to play because I can’t stand the thought of anyone else kissing you.”

You gawked at your friend. “Excuse me?”

Azriel had finally turned to face you, his eyes wild and swirling with gold, his frown deep and chest moving fast. You could hear his own heart then, beating far too fast.

“When Rhys looked at you like that, and touched you, and then h-he kissed you… Gods Y/N. You don't understand. It took everything I had to rip him off of you.”

You blinked at Azriel – never had he shown such vulnerability. “Is this an Illyrian thing?”

Azriel shook his head tightly, wild eyes still fixed on you, nostrils flaring yet again.

“Are you jealous?” you collected.

Azriel ignored your statement. “I ache to be the one to kiss you like that, Y/N.”

Your heart skipped a beat then, and you were forced to take a gulp of quick air. “Do you desire me, Azriel?” Something in your core throbbed at the thought.

“Tonight I realised it’s more than that. You have a certain…pull on me,” he said, moving to step closer. “Every time you’re in a room, I feel the need to be near you. And when you leave, something beyond my will begs for me to follow. I feel anxious when you’re away, and unfulfilled if I haven’t seen you or even scented you in hours.”

Your were deadly still, eyes wide as Azriel continued to move closer, drawing a breath through his nose, claiming the smell of you he so desperately needed. A deep hum sounded from him, before scarred hands moved to grasp either side of your arms.

“You have no idea how much control you have over me. You rule me Y/N, dictate my every move, just by simply existing.”

Guilt, confusion, passion and a small glint of hope overwhelmed you as his words sunk in. Could it be? Something so rare sparked by a ridiculous exchange of puppy-love? Your hands moved on their own accord, seeking his to hold. And when your cold fingers slid over his scarred ones, Azriel’s touch ignited a current of warmth through your veins, heating you from the inside out. Your own eyes widened to find his softened, earnest and pleading.

“I never meant to hurt you by kissing Rhys.” Your voice was a whisper.

“I know. Gods, of course I know that. I’m acting rash, I’m aware.” Azriel kept your hands in his, but looked down now, shaking his head. “Mother above, this is insanity!”

“It’s not insanity,” you said softly, stepping closer and bringing a hand to cup his chiselled cheek. “It’s the mating bond.”

Azriel froze then, his eyes locked on yours. “You feel it too?”

“I do now,” you said with a faint smile.  

Azriel brow pulled in painful relief. “I heard it snap the moment Rhys’s lips found yours,” he admitted.

You cringed at the thought. “Gods, what an awful way to find out.” You pulled him closer to you, instincts igniting as your body begged to be closer to him, pressed against him bare if you could. “I’m sorry.”

Azriel was silent as he moved to entwine himself with you, strong arms encompassing you, protecting you. For a moment you held each other, savouring the feel of a perfect fit, two pieces of a puzzle having finally interlocked. Your kept your check pressed to his chest, listening to his heartbeat that was now a melody to your ears.

Looking up, you trembled in awe of his beauty, gingerly stroking his cheek before rubbing your thumb gently over his bottom lip. A deep sound left his chest then, and it thrilled you – you were tuning him with your touch.

“Be mine?” he asked, biting back his own urges as you leaned on your toes, reaching closer to his face.

“Only yours,” you whispered before pressing your lips against his, indulging in the euphoric sensation of the eternal tether binding you to your mate.

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A/N: Look, I truly believe not all fics have to end with a mating bond. But this one does, ok? Hope you enjoyed, thank you to @aroseinvelaris for the request!! 

Also did you spot the slightest Mor x Elain crackship?? If you blink you might have missed it.... but I got excited lol. 

Thanks always for reading! MWA

[atlantisview]

CHASE IT (MMM DA DA DA) BEBE REXHA (2024)

[wormdebut]

AUGUST MICROFIC — SUBMIT

@steddiemicrofic | PROMPT: plug | WORD COUNT: 437 | Rated: E | CW: daddy kink, d/s, degradation, spit, rough oral

There’s just a lot of hard E content happening here. If you want the smut, you knew you’d get it with me.

Did Ya Miss Me?

Minors—I swear to god stay away from me.

He watches as Steve’s eyes glaze over. God, Eddie is a lucky fucking bastard.

Steve’s throat constricts around his cock, but he’s pliant, mouth open and willing to take and take and take. Thank god, Eddie’s such a giver.

“That’s it, baby boy.” Eddie growls, as he pushes in deeper, his hand dropping from Steve cheek to his throat, “God. Your lips are perfect on my dick, you perfect fucking slut.”

Steve moans around him, spit running down his reddened face—He runs a finger over his Adam’s apple, before pulling out and Steve whines, chasing after Eddie’s cock like it’s his final meal.

“Fuck, you’d let me do anything to you, wouldn’t you, angel?” Eddie rumbles, slapping his cock against Steve’s spit slicked cheek.

“Y-yes, please. Eds—sir—da—I—“ Steve gasps, voice scratchy. So so desperate. “Anything you’ll give me. Everything you’ll give me—“

Eddie smirks, as Steve pants, “Shove a plug up your ass, fuck my come down your throat. You just need to be filled with me in every hole don’t you baby boy.”

“Please—I need—“ Steve is babbling, begging.

“What, baby? You need to come?” Eddie asks, tapping his boot against Steve’s leaking cock.

Steve whines, shaking his head, leaning forward to try and swallow Eddie back down.

“Words, Stevie.”

“I—I want to come but I need,” Steve’s words are slurred, there are tears running down his cheeks. God, he’s just so pretty like this. “Need you to. Need your come down my throat, inside—please daddy. Please”

Daddy.

Oh his boy is so gone.

Eddie growls. “Open your mouth for me.” He groans as Steve is quick to comply, gorgeous pink tongue rolling out. Eddie fists his cock as Steve just stares up at him, teary brown eyes, shining with those flecks of green. He leans down and Steve keeps his tongue out, waiting.

Anything you’ll give me. Everything you’ll give me.

Eddie spits, and Steve’s eyes go wide as he moans.

“Keep that perfect mouth open you pretty little slut.” Eddie warns grabbing a fist full of Steve’s hair before he’s pushing his cock back into that perfect fucking hole.

“You’re so perfect for me baby, aren’t you. Just the prettiest little slut for Daddy.”

Steve’s a mess, whining, taking everything Eddie gives. He always does.

“Shit—baby, I’m gonna—“ Eddie moans out, pushing in just the tiniest bit deeper as he comes down Steve’s pretty little throat. It doesn’t shock him when Steve follows, come spilling from that perfect cock, untouched.

Eddie pulls out, dropping to his knees, as Steve falls forward, nuzzling into Eddie’s neck.

“I love you baby boy.”

“Mmm—love you, love you.”

[smww4ever]

SuperWonder Diamond 💎 Fashion Show: Part 1

[thisperfectmonsoon]

you say you’re one of a kind // so cmon and blow my mind 💨

[landosgirl97]

request if you’re taking them: rainy day cuddles and slow lazy sex with Chase, just enjoying each other 🫣

When Chase and I woke up in Charleston, it was freezing cold and pouring down rain. We had planned to go out to lunch and walk around the city window shopping, but now that it was cold and dreary out, I just wanted to stay in bed. I made that decision clear to him by rolling over, cuddling into his chest and nuzzling my head into his neck. “Baby, what are you doing? Weren’t you going to get up and get ready for lunch?” I scoffed and pointed a thumb to the window without looking. “Babe, it’ pouring down rain. Can we just order in and stay home?” He pulled me in closer to his chest and held me tightly. “Of course. What sounds good?” “Mmm… Rudy’s Tacos please?” He laughed at me but proceeded to order what he knows I love via Doordash and then me in close again. We laid there for a while just enjoying our time together. I rolled over, grabbing the remote for the television off of the bedside table and turning it on. I flipped through the channels, finally finding something suitable to watch to pass the time, when Chase started kissing down my neck. “Babe.. what are you doing?!” I asked, giggling, the facial hair he had grown ticking the inside of my neck. He continued to kiss his way down my neck as I tilted my head to give him more access.

I let out a long moan a he bit lightly onto my collarbone. “Chase, baby, what are you doing? The food will be here soon.” Chase laughs, “I guess we’d better hurry then…” he led me to lay on my side, back to his chest as he used one of his hands to rub at the inside of my thighs. “Fuck, all of this for me? You must’ve been thinking the same thing.. huh babe?” I just bit my lip and nodded as he trailed his hand up to my hip, and ran his hard cock back and forth against my slit, gathering my wetness. “Ready baby?” I rutted my hips back against him to signal that I was ready. He grabbed the base of his cock with his hand, pumping it a few times before lining himself up with me and sliding in. “Fuck, you’re so tight like this. Shit.” I let out a shriek at the feeling. With my legs closed and him slipping in from behind, it almost felt like he was stretching me more than normal and reaching new depths inside of me. Soon I felt him pull out and thrust back in, hitting my spot repeatedly. “Fuck, da-daddy, harder! Please!”, I almost screamed, thrusting backwards against him to help our thrusts meet more roughly. As his thrusts increased in speed and depth, the knot in my stomach began to tighten. “Chase- I- fuck”, I let out breathlessly. He squeezed my hips tighter, changing the angle just enough that he was hitting the tip of my cervix, as he leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Cum for me baby, cum on my cock.” I felt myself unravel, seeing white spots in my vision as he fucked himself into me and his thrusts got sloppy. He finally let out a low growl and emptied himself inside of me just as there was a knock on the door. “Perfect timing”, he said, winking and pulling on pants to go answer the door.

[jamessixx]

Beggin’ put your loving hand out, baby

'Cause I'm beggin'

I'm beggin', beggin' you

So, put your loving hand out, baby

I'm beggin', beggin' you

So, put your loving hand out, darling

Riding high, when I was king

I played it hard and fast, 'cause I had everything

I walked away, but you warned me then

But easy come, and easy go, and it would end

So, any time I bleed, you let me go

Yeah, any time I feed you, get me? No?

Any time I seek, you let me know

But I plan and see, just let me go

I'm on my knees when I'm beggin'

'Cause I don't want to lose you

Hey yeah, ratatata

'Cause I'm beggin', beggin' you

And put your loving hand out, baby

I'm beggin', beggin' you

And put your loving hand out, darling

I need you to understand

Tried so hard to be your man

The kind of man you want in the end

Only then can I begin to live again

An empty shell, I used to be

The shadow of my life was hanging over me

A broken man that I don't know

Won't even stand the devil's chance to win my soul

What we doing? What we chasing?

Why the bottom? Why the basement?

Why we got good shit, don't embrace it?

Why the feel for the need to replace me?

You're the wrong way track from the good

I want to paint a picture telling where we could be at

Like a heart in the best way should

You can give it away, you had, and you took the pay

But I keep walking on, keep opening doors

Keep hoping for, that the door is yours

Keep oh-so home

'Cause I don't wanna live in a broken home

Girl, I'm beggin'

Mmm, ye-e-e-ah

I'm beggin', beggin' you

So, put your loving hand out, baby

I'm beggin', beggin' you

So, put your loving hand out, darling

Beggin' è una canzone intramontabile che ha catturato il cuore di milioni di ascoltatori in tutto il mondo. Scritta da Bob Gaudio e Peggy Farina, questa traccia iconica ha ottenuto una nuova vita grazie a reinterpretazioni moderne. Scopri l'irresistibile magnetismo di "Beggin'" e la sua influenza duratura sulla scena musicale contemporanea. Esplora le origini, le versioni più celebri e il suo impatto culturale, immergendoti nell'universo avvincente di questa canzone senza tempo.

Difatti, "Beggin'" è una canzone coinvolgente e dinamica che ha catturato l'attenzione di un vasto pubblico con il suo ritmo contagioso e le potenti performance vocali. Scopri la magia di "Beggin'" e lasciati trasportare dalla sua energia travolgente. Leggi di più per esplorare il significato dietro le parole e immergerti nell'esperienza musicale unica offerta da questa traccia che ha conquistato il cuore degli appassionati di musica di tutto il mondo.

Inoltre, "Beggin'" è una traccia musicale coinvolgente che incarna l'essenza della passione e dell'energia. Esplora il significato profondo di questa canzone, catturando il cuore degli ascoltatori con la sua potente combinazione di testi appassionati e melodie coinvolgenti. Scopri il fascino di "Beggin'" attraverso questa descrizione avvincente, che celebra la capacità unica della canzone di connettersi emotivamente con il pubblico. Inizia a ascoltare ed entra nel mondo coinvolgente di "Beggin'" e lasciati trasportare dalla sua potente magia musicale.

Infine, Beggin’ è una canzone che produce dell’adrenalina. La traccia è energica e convoglia le energie degli individui che la ascoltano. Quindi, lasciati trasportare dal ritmo.

[west-tokyo-incidents]

Newleaf. Spring, as he used to called it. Pinestep could spend hours contemplating the differences between then and now if he wanted to.

This time last year he was bringing Cicadapaw and his siblings out to meet Kia, because she'd insisted he do so. Now, a little bundle of black is playing alone in the little clearing that he often meets Kia in. Oakkit is getting her apprentice name tomorrow. Thunderjaw will be her mentor, he thinks. He smiles as she chases a little bug.

"Stay close, Oakkit."

She giggles and runs back to him.

"Da, what do you think my warrior name will be?"

Pinestep laughs softly, "It's a bit too soon to be thinking about that, don't you think?"

"Mmm... I wanna be Oakclaw!! Or Oakgrowl!!" She bares her sharp little teeth as she growls.

He laughs, "I named you after the Heart Oak, so what about Oakheart?"

She sticks her tongue out, "That's too eeeeeeasy!!"

"I see..."

The little kit continues, chattering her head off about scaring loners and rogues and kittypets and badgers and--

Pinestep flicks an ear as he hears something move nearby. He glances over and sees the familiar shape of his friend stalking in the bushes. His kit isn't paying attention. He gives the she-cat a little smirk. A go-ahead.

Oakkit bounces a little too close to the bush...

And a squeal rips out in the little clearing.

"What was that about scaring kittypets?"

The tiny kit looks as fluffed as a sootsprite, her blue-gold eyes wide as she stares what her little brain considers death in the face.

Pinestep laughs softly, "Gotta pay attention to your surroundings."

Kia lets the little one up, watching her bolt back to her dad's side. Pinestep wraps his tail around his paws and smiles at Kia, "I was almost worried you wouldn't show up."

Kia looks around the clearing and pauses, mouth open to talk. It takes her a second to consider before she remembers herself, "It was a rough winter. Or, uh... what ever you call it now."

"Bareleaf. You know I don't care what you call it."

"Well, I mean..." She motions a paw to the little kit who is still staring at her, absolutely gobsmacked.

"It's fine. She's young, not stupid."

"...only one kit want to come out? I expected you'd bring your whole litter, like last time."

"..." Pinestep sighs. He starts to say something, but he's interrupted.

"They're dead." Oakkit deadpans.

"O-oh... Oh, Paresse... I'm so sorry..." Kia doesn't catch herself. But Pinestep doesn't mind.

"...It was a rough winter. For everyone." He sighs, "But Oakkit is strong enough for a whole litter herself, hm?"

The shadowed stare of the little black kit breaks almost instantly as she enthusiastically agrees and starts bragging about the time she caught a mouse her mom had brought in for her to practice on. Kia settles in to listen and play along. The heavy talk can wait for another day.

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Bebe Rexha - Chase It (Mmm Da Da Da) [Official Music Video]

[dedicatedtodance]

National Dance Radio Airplay

For the week ending September 7. 2024

In The Dark --Armin Van Buuren, David Guetta f/Aldae -1

Heat --Tove Lo & SG Lewis -2

Free --TELYKAST f/x.o.anne -5

360 --Charlie XCX -3

Girl$ --Dom Dolla -4

Music Is Better --RUFUS DU SOL -6

Fire --MEDUZA, OneRepublic, Leony -7

Free --Calvin Harris & Ellie Goulding -11

15 Minutes --Madison Beer -13

I Like It --Alesso & Nate Smith -12

End Of Time --Lucas & Steve, LAWRENT f/Jordan Shaw -9

I'm The Drama --Bebe Rexha -15

Lioness --Swedish House Mafia f/Nike & The Dove -10

Without You --KYGO f/HAYLA -14

Go Back --John Summit & Sub Focus f/Julia Church -18

Living In Color --Audien f/Jeoff Harris -22

One Cry --Galantis -8

Hot Honey --Tiesto & Alana Springsteen -20

Wrong Way --Two Friends, Alexander Stewart -25

She's Gone, Dance On --Disclosure -17

I Go Dance --Kiesza -16

A Little Closer --Diffrent -21

Midnight --VASSY -19

Illusion --Dua Lipa -26

Thinkin' Bout U --Mattilo & Julian -28

Stumblin' In --CYRIL -23

Never Us --Menew & Dzeko -24

Somedays --Sonny Fodera, Jazzy & D.O.D -31

Find Love Now --Cheat Codes, Punctual, Raphael -33

Heavenly Hell --Steve Aoki f/Ne-Yo -32

Believe It --Louis The Child & Madeon -34

Love Bites --Nelly Furtado f/Tove Lo & SG Lewis -27

***Tears Don't Fall --Kaskade & Enisa -55

Chills (Feel My Love) --Oliver Heldens, David Guetta, FAST BOY -40

My Oh My --Kylie Minogue, Bebe Rexha, Tove Lo -38 ---->

Yo Bunny --PRODBYCPKSHAN X Cheat Codes -43

Count On My Love --The Blessed Madonna, Daniel Wilson, Kon -39 ---->

Fair --Billy Gillies -36

Guess --Charlie XCX F/Billie Elish -42

I Like The Way You Kiss Me --ARTEMAS -47 ---->

Wherever You Are --Martin Garrix & DubVision f/Shaun Farrugla -37 ---->

Find The Way --Peggy Gou -45

Body Say --Xandra 7 Gigi Grombacher -48

Chase It (Mmm Da Da) --Bebe Rexha -35 ---->

Lonely (Planet Earth) --Dillon Francis, Chloe Moriondo -50

Espresso --Sabrina Carpenter -30

Joyride --Kesha -41

***Where Are You Tonight --Gryffin -54

On Again --MAU P -44 ---->

Move --Adam Port, STRYV -49

2***new on the chart this week ----> off next week 6 ----off next week

[ayrodynamic]

Kylie Minogue - My Oh My (With Bebe Rexha & Tove Lo) ♏︎ ♊︎ ♍︎

@ Rhys Ayr-Cullen (11/07/2024)

🌟OMG, Kylie fans, buckle up because the pop goddess herself has just dropped a brand new single, "My Oh My," featuring the sensational Bebe Rexha and the ever-fabulous Tove Lo! This banger, released through BMG, is the anthem I didn't know I needed, but now can't live without. 🎤✨

After a week of tantalizing teasers from this dream team, the wait is over, and "My Oh My" is finally here! With Kylie’s signature "la la la" charm, a thumping bass that hits right in the feels, and playful, catchy lyrics, this track is an instant dance floor classic. And let's not forget, it's produced by the legendary Steve Mac, whose magic touch has graced hits for Calvin Harris, Little Mix, and Ed Sheeran, to name a few. 💥🔥

But that’s not all, Kylie stans! Mark your calendars for July 13th because our pop queen is returning to the UK for her first live show of the year, headlining BST Hyde Park in London. This isn’t just a concert; it's a celebration of Kylie's unparalleled career, with a setlist that's sure to include some of her greatest hits and maybe, a sneak peek of what's to come. Can you feel the excitement? Because I'm already buzzing! 🌳🎶

2024 is shaping up to be another monumental year for Kylie. Following the massive success of her Number 1 album, "Tension," and the global phenomenon that was "Padam Padam," she's unstoppable. This year alone, Kylie has snagged the Global Icon Award at the BRITs, a Grammy for Best Pop Dance Recording, graced the Met Gala with her presence, completed a dazzling Las Vegas Residency, wowed at WeHo Pride, and released the electrifying "Midnight Ride" with Orville Peck and Diplo. 🌟🏆

Let’s not forget Kylie's extraordinary career stats: over 80 million records sold worldwide, five billion streams, nine UK Number 1 albums, and countless awards, including four BRITs, two Grammys, and two MTV awards. She’s the ONLY female artist to score a Number 1 album and Top 10 singles in five consecutive decades in the UK. Truly iconic! 👑🎉

Joining her on "My Oh My" are two powerhouse artists. Tove Lo, the Sweden-born, LA-based sensation, has been slaying the music scene since her platinum-certified debut, "Queen of the Clouds." Her latest album, "Dirt Femme," and recent dance EP, "Heat," with SG Lewis, have been on repeat for us! And let's not forget Bebe Rexha, the multi-platinum, Grammy-nominated superstar who’s been dropping hit after hit, including her latest bop, "Chase It (Mmm Da Da Da)," which she previewed at Coachella. Bebe's been dominating the charts with tracks like "I’m Good (Blue)" and "One In A Million" with David Guetta. 🎤✨

"My Oh My" is more than just a song; it's a celebration of pop excellence, a testament to Kylie's enduring legacy, and an undeniable hit that's going to be the soundtrack of our summer. So, what are you waiting for? Hit play and let’s dance the night away! 💃🕺