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[lovekz]

make me the last

syn -> famous photographer and artist rin fumbled the baddest bitch in his life.

content warnings : infidelity, drinking, foul language, idk word vomit

-

it was around six-twenty something in the afternoon, the sun was beginning to rest from the sky.

rindou had you laying in bed nude, recently recovering from a round of intense lovemaking.

"where do you wanna go for dinner baby?" rindou asks in a hushed voice, rubbing your hand slowly.

you glance at him intrigued, before giggle against his chest. "let a girl breathe first." you joked, shoving his chest playfully.

rindou laughs beside you, before pulling you closer to his much warmer body.

he pressed a kiss to your hand, tracing the ink with his eyes.

your ring finger had tatted ink around the base as though it were a ring, the moon and sun sitting in the clearing.

the skin closest to your thumb had a rose and a little heart heart beside it.

rindou had drawn these a couple years back, his first pieces of art that he published.

on your third anniversary, you decided to get them tatted and he loved it.

you huff a bit, before feeling his hand snake under your hip and roll the both of you over so you were on top of him.

"what about.. that restaurant that just opened. solace?" you suggest, pushing his hair to rest behind his ears.

he tilts his head back and thinks for a bit, before nodding with a short smile.

"think i'd like that." rindou offers a grin, rubbing the fat of your bare backside in his warm palm.

you hum quietly, muttering okay and pressing your nose into the junction between his neck and shoulder.

a few extra minutes in bed never hurts anyone, the restaurant wasn't going anywhere.

-

the two of you showered, got dressed in some casual clothes, and headed out to get to the restaurant.

thankfully, it wasn't too packed so you got your privacy and was able to take pictures and enjoy your food in peace.

most of the pictures taken was of you, eating, enjoying the drinks and music, and even posing outside.

rindou was only in some, in which he kinda hid his face in every now and then.

only people you were close to knew you were dating rindou, and by close you meant his brother and your shared friends.

other than that, it was a private relationship and thankfully no one seen the two of you on your causal outings.

"hey. i'm gonna use the bathroom and then we can leave." rindou says, pointing towards the back.

you glance at the sign and nod, waving him off and looking back to see which picture you wanted to post.

he gets out of his seat and makes his way their, stretching lightly.

the time length only bothers you when you hear your waitress clear her throat to gain your attention.

your eyes scan the room in confusion, your boyfriend nowhere in sight.

"i'm sorry, he's-" "i know where he is." the waitress cuts you off, sitting at the table with a soft smile.

you quirk an eyebrow at her, immediately sitting up in defensive mode.

you don't believe you've seen her face anywhere, but she sure as hell seemed to know you.

regardless, she's got your full attention and you want to know what she wants.

but thinking back, maybe you should've protected your peace and waited outside.

"i'm amira. you don't know me." she introduces, digging into her pocket with a short hum.

no shit, you think, tucking a hair behind your ear.

she pulls out a brown envelope and slides it over to you, before standing and taking the check book.

"get home before he does. you'll want to."

-

boy do you regret not keeping your peace. you stood in the kitchen, holding your head.

frustration. anger. horror. sadness.

you had no idea what to do, what to say.

in the brown envelope, there was a hand written letter from the waiter amira inside, along with a few polariods from the film you got him for his birthday.

it was one of a kind, because you purposely had them custom made.

it explained how she had been one of his girls up until a few months ago, when she found out about you.

said you had called in the middle of the two of them having sex, claiming a miscarriage.

he discarded it, explaining that you were 'his sister' and you needed him right this minute

his sister.

and she'd done her research, finding out about you through his brother by accident.

said she's sorry, and if she had known she wouldn't have spoken to him or even batted an eye.

the rest of the polariods were pictures of him and other girls, each one getting worse than the previous.

there were also messages of him and other girls talking, all having that same exact heart you had next to your contact.

only difference is you had the shiny ring on your hand to prove you were supposedly his.

"honey? why'd you leave without me?" rindou asks, walking in with the to go bags.

you take your hands off your face and look at him, then back at the evidence in front of you.

he squints from behind his glasses and walks up to the coffee table, picking up the first piece of paper.

he stares for a while before flipping the paper to show you in confusion.

"what's this? who's is this?" rindou asked you directly, sitting next to you and holding it.

you raise from your seat and snatch your hand away from his, walking to stand on the other side of the table.

"your pictures, your film, your texts. what is this- how dare you!" you raise your voice, mocking him.

rindou sighs, giving you a irritated look and standing from his seat.

"you don't have to yell at me. i'm in front of you. we can talk baby." rindou reassures quietly, as though he were innocent.

he was doing that thing he does.

the thing he does to ran, or shion, or anyone but you.

speaking to you as though you were a little girl who didn't know shit from shat.

so you said the only thing you could have proof of.

"where were you when i had that miscarriage?" you questioned, taking a deep breath.

"with shion. i told you this." rindou says, crossing his arms.

you scramble around the table, before picking up a polaroid picture and presenting it to him.

the picture of him and amira, the date and time presented as well as his signature and your little 'my love' in the bottom corner.

it was what made each and every one of the polaroids different from other photographer's polaroids.

"look, i don't know how someone got these, did these, but it's honestly horrifying." rindou saids, tossing his arms out.

you blinked, before nodding.

if she were to make all of this up, she'd have to go through great lengths and see one of the pictures.

that part was true at least.

so you hold your hand out and look him in the eye.

"then let me see your phone." you whisper, pointing your chin over to his phone that sat on the headrest.

he turns and grabs it, and you snatch your hand back before he could place it in your grasp.

"your work phone, haitani." you demand, pushing the tears down your throat viciously.

rindou pauses, before glancing around the room in hurried glances.

i fucking knew it.

you snatch off the ring on your finger and throw it at him, huffing a bit and swallowing your tears.

you couldn't cry in front of him. you couldn't let him make you vulnerable and easy to manipulate.

"i went through it already. cause you made the password ran's birthday backwards right?" you explain to him, dropping the polaroid picture on the floor.

you don't let him speak, just put on your shoes and sniffled.

"just leave me alone from now on. make me the last, rindou." you whisper, before stepping outside of the house.

your things were already packed in your car.

-

breaking news! : famous photographer and artist ri_tani accounts missing and supposed artist is on hiatus?

is ri_tani quitting his upcoming career? or is he planning something big for his fans?

photographer and artist ri_tani has fallen off earth? what happened?

what will happen to ri_tani's muse now that he has gone on hiatus?

ri_tani's muse is currently missing! all post from the account has been taken down. is the pair alright?

block any notifications, posts, mentions, or texts about (ri_tani) ?

no | yes

confirm?

confirmed! we will hide all posts related to (ri_tani)! enjoy your peace!

-

lights flashed as you stepped out of the vehicle, paparazzi and such taking pictures and screaming your name loudly.

you smile brightly at everyone and the cameras, showing up to your own event fashionably late.

a reporter stopped you, holding a microphone up to your face.

"miss! what made you open a art museum as a model?" she asked hurriedly.

you smile at her, tucking your hair behind your ear and looking at her.

"being beautiful means you love being surrounded by beautiful things." you explain lightly, walking further into the place.

when you make it in, everyone is standing around having light chatter and sipping on champange.

"if it isn't the lady of the hour." you hear call from beside you.

your boss, shuji hanma, stood by one of your most prized possessions wearing a grey suit.

you made your way over to him excitedly, before pulling him into a tight hug.

"this is so exciting shu! i wouldn't be here without you." you call out, shuffling on your heels.

shuji chuckles at that, nudging your shoulder lightly and having a seat near the fountain.

"don't degrade yourself sweetheart. now enjoy. got some mingling to do." shuji says, gesturing to the group of girls that were approaching.

of course where there's your boss, there was at least one girl hanging around for him.

thank goodness you weren't one of them.

you grab a glass of champange and make your way towards the big balcony in the back, sighing.

socializing immediately was not your go to.

you just wanted to have fun and enjoy your pretty fucking huge accomplishment.

you look up at the sky, counting however many stars you could and giving yourself a estimate of how much could be in the sky.

and how much you planned to put up there.

a flash comes from behind you, and you jump lightly, before turning around to face the camera.

"jesus! couldn't get my good side at least?" you joke, ready to pose for another one.

you freeze when you see the familiar face, concentrated on shaking the film to see the picture.

he doesn't look up at you, only the picture in his hand that he was aggressively shaking.

"don't worry, you're beautiful in all angles. you're the owner, right?" the man before you questions, finally looking up.

he scans your body lightly, not invading your privacy, but looking for something.

it stops at your hand, in which you hide from his view and look away.

he looks right back into your eyes, and takes quick steps to approach you.

"you need to leave. now." you demand, stepping to the side and venturing further into the party.

he tries to catch your arm, tries to speak to you, but you pay him no mind.

the party goes on, and finishes off with the entry of a new art from a few french artists.

you move on with your life, proud of your achievements and taking a break from social media and modeling.

it isn't until you go viral on the internet once more for a reason you never wanted to that you return.

former artists muse has been revealed to be our very own 'godsent' model (name)!

why did (name) hide the fact that she was a artist's muse?

after three long years of searching, former artist finds his muse at the grand opening of arts of heaven!

did former muse (name) go awol because we found her secret?

the only reason these had popped up on your phone because they did not bring up that godforsaken name.

the name you tried to block out years ago, but it seems he's made his return back into his life and you wanted him out.

you screamed into your pillow, kicking your legs like a child.

why did he have to show up that night? why did he have to ruin everything you had going for yourself?

why couldn't you live in peace?

your phone rings, and you turn over to see shuji facetiming you.

you pick it up, showing your face like he'd probably demand you to if you hadn't when it connected.

the phone answers, and he has his phone propped up on his desk.

he seems to be at home, in the office you helped him decorate a while back while he was sick.

"good. had to make sure you were okay." shuji hums in delight, glancing at the phone for a milisecond before typing loudly.

"what am i gonna do shu? i don't wanna be known as his muse." you complain, rolling over in bed.

shuji sighs, folding his hands and facing his camera completely.

he didn't look the least amount of stress, he actually looked like he was enjoying your suffering.

"you have nothing to worry about. it's under control." shuji answers, before turning back to his computer.

it doesn't reassure you in the slightest, but you stay silent regardless.

you scroll through social media, before something completely horrifying pops up on your phone.

a art gallery, digital of course, made by ri_tani himself.

what was it you may ask?

the land of fucking love.

-

when rindou hears his door ring, he leans back out of his chair in confusion.

he knows he ordered groceries online, and had a few packages come it, but he specifically said not to knock or ring the bell.

so who would ignore his wishes?

he shuts off the music he had playing in the background, and it makes him freeze.

it was louise by tv girl, one of the songs he heavily related to.

he missed his muse, badly.

the knocking and ringing of his doorbell persisted, so he quickly stormed upstairs to his front door.

it was probably ran, coming to shove his niece into his hands so he could go on some adventure with his girl.

lucky him, he gets the happy ending.

rindou just gets what he can remember and the arts and pictures of his muse.

he swings the door open and is immediately greeted with you, the girl from the opening.

"you think this is funny, rindou?" you spit out, glaring daggers and wishing dangers over his head.

you say his name with such anger, such passion. it makes his heart flutter just a bit.

whoever made you knew just what they were doing.

the way you screwed up your nose, stared him down, and even raised your voice though you knew he looked and probably was stronger than you.

he wonders how you’d look if-

‘focus rindou. no time for that.’ he thinks, inhaling deeply.

"..no? i'm sorry?" he questions, crossing his arms in confusion.

he steps to the side and lets you in, watching as you kick your shoes off and walk further into the house.

you seem to know where to go, and he doesn't seem to mind it. it looks, feels, and seems natural to him.

natural enough to let you behave like a mad woman that is.

you were probably looking for something, and knew where to find it so he'll leave you be.

not because you look like you'll throw his dining chair over his head if he moves an inch or says even a syllable.

definitely not.

rindou sits at the marble counter and stares at the chandelier, waiting for your return.

and when you do, it's his laptop you hold in your hands.

you place it down onto the counter and type in the password in front of him, before opening a few tabs.

rindou must know you, since you know a lot about him down to his laptop's password.

you slide the screen over to him and he stares at his latest digital project.

the land of love.

"yes that's mine. and?" rindou questions, resting his head onto his palm as he stares up at you.

you're fucking gorgeous, but so familiar.

the feeling you give him is full of melancholy love, and he wants to know why.

"why the fuck would you make this? i told you to leave me alone!" you exclaim loudly, ready to tear his head off.

he thinks if you huff anymore you'll pass out or maybe turn into a actual tomato.

regardless, it was totally hot.

if he had his sketch book with him he would’ve drew you right there.

"okay. calm down. do i know you?" he genuinely asks, standing from his seat.

his demeanor was definitely pissing you off, but his eyes hold genuine confusion in them.

you don't know what happened, why he was either seriously pretending he doesn't know you, or why he really doesn't.

but you weren't sure if you wanted to find out.

he stares you down, before looking at the tattoo on your hand.

"you. it was you. you're my muse, right?" rindou clarifies, grabbing your hand to get a closer look then looking back at the laptop.

you don't snatch your hand out of his, just watch him as he sits down while holding your hand.

he seems happy now, unable to contain himself.

"what is going on with you?" you questioned, exasperated tone soaking your words before you can stop it.

rindou looks up at you, and lets go of your inked hand. he gestures to the seat next to him and you take it.

"the last few years i had been taking in too much alcohol and drugs on a daily basis." rindou begins, looking at the marble counter.

it must have been after you left when he started doing this, because you don't recall him drinking or smoking unless he was absolutely stressed and couldn't reach you.

you meant a lot to him, career and personal wise. but you couldn't handle not being the only one he seeked in bed.

you deserved better, and got better.

"to the point where i was drunk everyday without even drinking sometimes. it fogged my brain. even ended up.. you know." he says, not wanting to say the word.

you don't respond, waiting for him to finish.

rindou sighs, leaning back and looking up at his candle chandeler.

"i'm in rehab though. doing therapy to help figure out what i'm missing. the uh- land of love was a release of the information." rindou explains, shifting his eyes towards the site.

the information of him losing his memories.

the information about forgetting you, the most important thing that lived and breathed near him for years.

funny part is, he knew you. he just didn't know what you looked like.

hence the art slowly fading from your back portraits to just the tattoos on your hands.

you sigh, running your hands over the counter in deep thought. there wasn't anything you could say.

but he was genuine. he wanted to know what happened that made you leave.

and you told him. from start to finish.

rindou listened the entire time, not interrupting you once.

he was finally getting the information he wanted. the information he needed to move on.

the house grows silent as you run your hands up and down the marble counter.

rindou is staring up at the chandelier again, completely still.

hearing about his past self seemed.. true enough. especially if you were this mad.

“that.. I was a douche.” rindou says absentmindedly, closing his eyes.

when he doesn’t receive a response, he opens them again to look at him.

you’re glaring at him, but it doesn’t hold the same amount of anger as earlier.

rindou falters a bit under your gaze, fixing his lips into a pout.

“I… am a douche?” he questions, obviously trying to please you.

you scoff lightly, and stand up from your seat.

rindou follows you, stumbling over his mess clothes and staring at you.

you start scrambling, picking up your keys, phone, and purse.

“I shouldn’t be here. I should go.” you say quickly, sniffling and looking around.

what were you looking for?

it doesn’t matter, because rindou grabs your hand before you can try to leave.

“stay. please. why do you have to go?” rindou questions desperately.

you pause and frown, before looking at him.

“if I do, I’ll never want to leave.” you whisper, sniffling slightly.

rindou pulls you closer, watching as your other arm goes limp.

your keys fall to the floor next to you, but he does catch your phone.

“is that a bad thing?” rindou questions.

and you don’t know what to do.

[mondoradiowmse]

05/22/24 Mondo Radio Playlist

Here's the playlist for this week's edition of Mondo Radio, which you can download or stream here. This episode: "The Heat Goes On", featuring punk-funk, mutant disco and more. If you dig it, don't forget to also follow the show on Facebook and Twitter!

Artist - Song - Album

James White And The Blacks - Contort Yourself (August Darnell Remix) - Off White

James Chance & The Contortions - Don't Stop Til You Get Enough (Live) - Soul Exorcism Redux

Bush Tetras - You Can't Be Funky - Boom In The Night: Original Studio Recordings 1980-1983

ESG - UFO - Dance To The Best Of ESG

Grace Jones - Nightclubbing - Nightclubbing

Judy Nylon And Crucial - Trial By Fire - Pal Judy

Lou Reed - Disco Mystic - The Bells

The B-52's - Dance This Mess Around - Nude On The Moon: The B-52's Anthology

The Waitresses - The Comb - Punk 45: Burn Rubber City, Burn! - Akron, Ohio: Punk And The Decline Of The Mid-West 1975-80

Pylon - Gyrate - Chomp More

Glorious Strangers - Move It Time - New York Noise, Vol. 2: Music From The New York Underground 1977-1984

Robin Flower And The Bleachers - Babies With Glasses - Babies With Glasses

Talking Heads - I Zimbra - Fear Of Music

Lizzy Mercier Descloux - I'm Liquor - Zulu Rock

Talking Heads - Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On) - Remain In Light

Material - Upriver - Memory Serves

John Lennon & Yoko Ono - Walking On Thin Ice - Double Fantasy

Liquid Liquid - Optimo - Def Jam Recordings 30

Public Image Ltd. - Swan Lake - Second Edition

Casino Music - Viol Af Dis - Bippp: French Synth Wave 1979-85

Suicide - Shadazz - The Second Album + The First Rehearsal Tapes

Blondie - Heart Of Glass - The Best Of Blondie

Tom Tom Club - Genius Of Love (Live) - Stop Making Sense

Blondie - Rapture - The Best Of Blondie

Common Sense - Voices Inside My Head - Disco Not Disco

Loose Joints - Tell You Today - Disco Not Disco

Kid Creole And The Coconuts - Darrio - The Last Party - Music Inspired By The Book The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco And The Culture Of The Night

Was Not Was - Tell Me That I'm Dreaming - The Last Party - Music Inspired By The Book The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco And The Culture Of The Night

The Clash - Rock The Casbah - Hits Back

The Clash - Radio Clash - Hits Back

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day. Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday.

There are 328 people in the US called Abcde.

Signs saying 'Beware Of Pickpockets' attract pickpockets.

In ancient Rome, women used tampons soaked in opium.

The best time of the day for hand-eye co-ordination is 8pm.

Fear of heights only begins six weeks after a baby learns to crawl.

Half the buyers of vinyl records in the US don’t own a record player.

The average Briton lies about how they really feel 11 times per week.

The happier a bird is, the jazzier and more free-form its singing will be.

Prisoners in California can reduce their sentences by opting to fight forest fires.

Red lipstick boosts waitresses' tips from male customer but not from female ones.

At a food safety conference in Baltimore in 2014, 100 attendees got food poisoning.

Hippos can retract their testicles over a foot into their body to stop rivals biting them.

Until the reign of Henry VIII, kitchen assistants in the Royal household worked naked.

A cyberchondriac is someone who scours the internet looking for details of their illnesses.

There is more toxic nitrogen dioxide in London's Oxford Street than anywhere else in the world.

As a teenager, Sean Paul was on the Jamaican national teams for both swimming and water polo.

Before the invention of colour TV, 75% of people reported dreaming in black and white. Today, only 12% do.

William The Conqueror banned capital punishment. Instead, criminals had their eyes or testicles removed.

Robert Mugabe's wife, Grace, received her PhD from the University of Zimbabwe two months after she enrolled.

King Harold didn't die at the battle of Hastings from an arrow in the eye: he was hacked apart by four Norman knights.

Astronomers at the Allen Telescope Array in California always keep champagne in their fridge in case they discover alien life.

George Orwell named '1984's torture chamber Room 101 after a BBC conference room where he endured countless, boring meetings.

When Stephen Hawking gave a lecture in Japan, he was asked not to mention the possible re-collapse of the universe in case it affected the stock market.

There is no strong evidence that having sex, going for a walk or eating spicy food helps to induce labour in pregnancy. Nipple stimulation, however, has been shown to work.

By the end of her life, Queen Victoria's bust measured seven inches more than her height (5’ 0”). Did the maths for you: 67 inches! Search “Norma Stitz” to see what that looks like!

The oldest known British joke dates from the 10th century. Found in a book of Anglo-Saxon poetry, it reads, "What hangs at a man’s thigh and wants to poke the hole that it’s often poked before? Answer: A key."

Your dreams get weirder during the night. Shortly after you fall asleep, your dreams are most likely to be about things you did or saw during the day, but as the night wears on they become increasingly detached from reality.

In 1923, a jockey named Frank Hayes won a race at Belmont Park in New York despite being dead. He suffered a heart attack mid-race, but his body stayed in the saddle until his horse crossed the line for a 20-1 outsider victory.

Aphrodite of Knidos was one of the first full-size female nude statues in Greek history. According to ancient Greek historian, Lucian of Samosata, it was so lifelike that a man broke into the temple where it was housed to attempt to have sex with it.

In 1978, Isaac Asimov judged a local limerick contest and deemed this entry to be the best out of 12,000: “The bustard’s an exquisite fowl, With minimal reason to growl, He escapes what would be, Illegitamacy, By grace of a fortunate vowel.”

In 1996, a Hong Kong gangster kidnapped the son of the richest man in Asia and demanded a $130 million ransom for his return. After receiving the money, the gangster later called the billionaire and asked him for advice on how he should invest the money.

French gangster Albert Spaggiari was arrested after his gang stole 60 million francs worth of valuables from a bank. At his trial, he distracted the judge, then leaped out of a window and fled on a motorcycle specially set up for him. He was never caught.

The single biggest expense in the Lego Universe video game was hiring a team of moderators to detect if anyone had built Lego penises. Lego Universe was supposed to be the Lego MMO to rule them all but the PC-exclusive title disappeared from existence not too long after its launch. Despite the team's best efforts, their dong detection software just couldn't keep up with the sheer amount of inappropriate player erections popping up everywhere.

Okay, that’s enough information for one day. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.

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[freddiemercurydaily]

QUEEN HISTORY - 1 November 1978

Roger and Brian dominate the conversation. The subject of all this is ‘Jazz’, Queen’s new album, which contains no jazz.

“People think we take ourselves a lot more seriously than we actually do,” says Roger.

By some miracle, the band don't appear to be hung over or underslept. Nonetheless, the band have wisely booked a couple more days off before the next show.

In fact, there was also an outrageous and infamous party [see the post of yesterday] that took place after the show in the The Imperial Ballroom at the Fairmont Hotel, which included strippers, unicyclists, and drag artists.

The party was so off the wall that the album actually didn't end up being played.

James Henke of Rolling Stone wrote, “Queen threw a bash in New Orleans that featured snake charmers, strippers, transvestites and a naked fat lady who smoked cigarettes in her crotch.”

Above all, there are the now-legendary stories about the hermaphrodite dwarves with trays of cocaine. Roger commented on it years later: “It never happened. Well, I never saw it.”

And when asked about sex and drugs in general throughout Queen's career, his response was, “There wasn't any sex, oh well, there wasn't any drugs.” He wisely lets the mystique remain as it keeps the dialogue flowing.

Queen manager, Jim Beach, however, was rather revealing on Belgian TV in 2011: “I went there before [the party] to hire as many odd acts as we could possibly find. We found one midget who was happy to lie under a large plate of liver at the buffet, and every time anybody went up to the buffet the liver would wobble. And I have to confess, we did have a dwarf with a pile of cocaine on his head, and he had little straws in his top pocket.”

A 1996 article in London's The People reported the New Orleans festivities as “a non-stop 12-hour marathon of excess featuring a nude model hidden in a huge salver of raw liver. Half-naked girls danced in bamboo cages suspended from the ceiling of a massive ballroom converted to look like a swamp with hanging vines and dry ice smoke. Guests were mesmerised by female mud wrestlers, snakes, strippers and topless waitresses serving endless drinks. At one stage, Freddie signed a stripper's bottom as she leaned over a table.”

Brian’s take in a 1999 interview for Mojo magazine was rather poignant: “It was deliberately excessive, partly for our own enjoyment, partly for friends to enjoy, partly because it's exciting for record company people - and partly for the hell of it. There were all kinds of weird acts, including a guy who sat in a pile of chopped up liver, women who did unusual things with their anatomies. We made friends with all the strippers and transvestites, people who felt as misplaced as we did. On the face of it they were outrageous and promiscuous, but some of them were great souls. We had a hoot.”

[nikkijisbackagain]

ME

MAKE ME ADMIT STUFF

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged? i did

2. You talked to an ex today, correct? sure-- more than one

3. Have you taken someones virginity? yes

4. Is trust a big issue for you? yes

5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently? yes

6. What are you excited for? cock

7. What happened tonight? i was at work

8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted? depends

9. Is confidence cute? yes

10. What is the last beverage you had? wine

11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? depends what the opposite sex is

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans? yes

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night? work

14. What are you going to spend money on next? lube

15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed? yes

16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months? no

17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? sex

18. The last time you felt broken? when i had a gang bang

19. Have you had sex today? twice

20. Are you starting to realize anything? i ama slut

21. Are you in a good mood? yes always 22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks? no

23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? yes

24. What do you want right this second? cock

25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? lets do it

26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color? no

27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? not

28. What was the last thing that made you laugh? HIM

29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? yes

30. Does everyone deserve a second chance? daily

31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to? no

32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do? yes

33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda? yes

34. Listening to? tv

35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore? yes

36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is? in the next room

37. Do you believe in love at first sight? define love

38. Who did you last call? my pimp

39. Who was the last person you danced with? sexually HIM

40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? i wanted HIM

41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? yesterday

42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today? sorry no

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush? yes

44. Do you tan in the nude? yes

45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss? nope

46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? yes

47. Who was the last person to call you?my pimp

48. Do you sing in the shower? no

49. Do you dance in the car? yes

50. Ever used a bow and arrow? no

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? no

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? no

53. Is Christmas stressful? no

54. Ever eat a pierogi? yes

55. Favorite type of fruit pie? apple

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? waitress

57. Do you believe in ghosts?no

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?yes

59. Take a vitamin daily? seerveral

60. Wear slippers? 6no

1. Wear a bath robe? yes gown mostly

62. What do you wear to bed? whatever HE wants

63. First concert?Abba

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? target

65. Nike or Adidas? nike

66. Cheetos Or Fritos? neither

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? peanuts

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? all

69. Ever take dance lessons? yes

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? no

71. Can you curl your tongue? yes

72. Ever won a spelling bee? no

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?yes

74. What is your favorite book? the one i am reading

75. Do you study better with or without music? with

76. Regularly burn incense? have yes

77. Ever been in love? daily

78. Who would you like to see in concert? not sure

79. What was the last concert you saw? diana krall

80. Hot tea or cold tea? iced

81. Tea or coffee? coffee

82. Favorite type of cookie? toll house

83. Can you swim well? yes

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? yes

85. Are you patient? no

86. DJ or band, at a wedding? dj

87. Ever won a contest? yes

88. Ever have plastic surgery? yes

89. Which are better black or green olives? green

90. Opinions on sex before marriage?often

91. Best room for a fireplace? bedroom

92. Do you want to get married have done that

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05/31/23 Mondo Radio Playlist

Here's the playlist for this week's edition of Mondo Radio, which you can download or stream here. This episode: "Do the Punk Rock", featuring punk-funk, mutant disco and more. If you dig it, don't forget to also follow the show on Facebook and Twitter!

Artist - Song - Album

James White And The Blacks - Contort Yourself (August Darnell Remix) - Off White

James Chance & The Contortions - Don't Stop Til You Get Enough (Live) - Soul Exorcism Redux

Bush Tetras - You Can't Be Funky - Boom In The Night: Original Studio Recordings 1980-1983

ESG - UFO - Dance To The Best Of ESG

Grace Jones - Nightclubbing - Nightclubbing

Judy Nylon And Crucial - Trial By Fire - Pal Judy

Lou Reed - Disco Mystic - The Bells

The B-52's - Dance This Mess Around - Nude On The Moon: The B-52's Anthology

The Waitresses - The Comb - Punk 45: Burn Rubber City, Burn! - Akron, Ohio: Punk And The Decline Of The  Mid-West 1975-80

Pylon - Gyrate - Chomp More

Glorious Strangers - Move It Time - New York Noise, Vol. 2: Music From The New York Underground 1977-1984

Player Piano - Plinkety Plank Plunk In Hi Fi - S.F. Record Tid-Bits

Talking Heads - Mind - Fear Of Music

Lizzy Mercier Descloux - I'm Liquor - Zulu Rock

Talking Heads - I Zimbra - Fear Of Music

Material - Upriver - Memory Serves

John Lennon & Yoko Ono - Walking On Thin Ice - Double Fantasy

Liquid Liquid - Optimo - Def Jam Recordings 30

Public Image Ltd. - Swan Lake - Second Edition

Casino Music - Viol Af Dis - Bippp: French Synth Wave 1979-85

Suicide - Shadazz - The Second Album + The First Rehearsal Tapes

Blondie - Heart Of Glass - The Best Of Blondie

Tom Tom Club - Genius Of Love (Live) - Stop Making Sense

Blondie - Rapture - The Best Of Blondie

Common Sense - Voices Inside My Head - Disco Not Disco

Loose Joints - Tell You Today - Disco Not Disco

Kid Creole And The Coconuts - Darrio - The Last Party - Music Inspired By The Book The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco And The Culture Of The Night

Was Not Was - Tell Me That I'm Dreaming - The Last Party - Music Inspired By The Book The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco And The Culture Of The Night

The Clash - Rock The Casbah - Hits Back

The Clash - Radio Clash - Hits Back

[hecatesbroom]

I left a paragraph of propaganda in the main post already, but I'm not letting Rue go down without a fight, so please!! hear me out, look at her and tell me she isn't one of the most attractive women you've ever seen

her eyes!! I'm not sure what it is about the way she can look at a person but how can you not resist that look?? it's somewhere between puppy eyes and something incredibly sensual, and these examples are only from one episode of Maude

Apparently there's a whole photo genre called "Rue McClanahan with an apple", and I'm here for it

And I haven't even mentioned her book??? Honestly I'd recommend it to anyone who occasionally enjoys an autobiography (it's just that good. She's incredibly funny, both as a writer and as an actress, and you can basically hear her voice the entire time when you read the book!) but here are some of my favourite quotes:

Starting with the opening, which I unfortunately couldn't be bothered to type out (I've got some more propaganda to write lmao) so here's a picture (let me know if you need a transcript and I'll be happy to provide):

And then there's gems like:

“Dumbbells are pretty easy to come by, but since many of them are married, I suggest lifting weights.” and: "People always ask me if I'm like Blanche. And I say, 'Well, Blanche was an oversexed, self-involved, man-crazy, vain Southern Belle from Atlanta -- and I'm not from Atlanta!’"

And look at some more photos!! Oh she was gorgeous

Some of the legendary things she did include (but are not limited to)

Working as a singing, dancing waitress at a musical restaurant to support herself while she followed acting lessons

Posing as a nude model for art students to make some extra money

Started a dance school for children of all races in the then-segregated South

Lived with a lesbian roommate for quite a while, even joined her to a gay bar, and didn't realize said roommate was a lesbian until well after they'd gone their separate ways again and someone else pointed it out to her

Was initially dismissed by agents because she wasn't photogenic enough for TV. Moved on to become none other than Blanche Devereaux in one of the most successful sitcoms ever. On TV. Which she happens to look stunning on

Married six husbands. And who can blame her; I mean, look at her!!

Anyway go and vote for Rue because she was amazing <3

Diahann Carroll Vs. Rue McClanahan

Propaganda

Diahann Carroll - (Dynasty, Julia) - God every clip of her on Dynasty is just so iconic, her entrance, the bit where she shades Joan Collins' Alexis for her taste in caviar... "I wanted to be the first black bitch on television" she said, and she did it beautifully!

Rue McClanahan - (Golden Girls, Maude, Mama's Family) - Listen to me. I have never understood celebrity crushes until I first witnessed Rue McClanahan. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen - just look at her!! Gorgeous eyes, the cutest nose, a SPECTACULAR smile - she has this adorable, princess-like quality about her AND she's also a complete hottie AND she's aware of it: she HAS THE RANGE, people!! Her two most famous roles are polar opposites, in fact: she starred in the role of naive, gentle Vivian Cavender-Harmon in Maude (and I mean. Just look her up and tell me that's not an angel!), and then went on to gain even more well-deserved fame and success as the seductive, extroverted Blanche Devereaux in The Golden Girls (a role for which she won an Emmy in 1987 - her amazing, hilarious acceptance speech can be found here: . I should also point out that both of these are comedy characters and she is HILARIOUS as them both - the comedic timing, the delivery, the expressions, she was a comedy queen!!! As for her personal life, she was just a darling - and also very funny in person, not just in her acting roles! She was a staunch supporter of gay rights and a big advocate for same-sex marriage in the US, as well as a vegetarian and a big defender of animal rights. She suffered from illness in her later years which greatly impacted her health, but she was still very active up until her death in 2010, and she even released a wonderful autobiography in 2007 titled "My First Five Husbands... and the Ones Who Got Away". In her interviews she's always gentle, soft-spoken (her voice. dear god. sweet mother Aphrodite I cannot weave I am overcome with gay thoughts), and kind, but also sharp, witty, and just a delight to watch. I could go on forever talking about her honestly. I am actually in love with her and you should be too. She's just the best! Here, have some additional pics: (pics below the cut)

Master Poll List of the Hot Vintage TV Ladies Bracket

Additional propaganda below the cut

Diahann Carroll:

Diahann Carroll's First Scene on "Dynasty"

Rue McClanahan:

The Hottie™ of the Golden Girls, she was definitely a GILF. And her character's shenanigans were Emmy-winning but no less fun and her outfits were always on point and gorgeous, befitting her perfectly.

she!!!

as Vivian, with her fellow hottie Bea Arthur as Maude

as Blanche - look at those eyes!!!

come on, tell me you wouldn't do anything for that smile, I dare you

in her contract she specifically requested to be given all of Blanche's clothes and SHE WAS RIGHT

Okay so first of all. Rue has this way of moving around and looking at you that just-- I mean, I'm ace, but I *get* the allos. She's hot and she knows it (and she plays a character in The Golden Girls who's in her 50s, hot, and knows it as well. Which, talk about perfect casting??) But I'm mostly here to talk about the fact that she said this in her Emmy acceptance speech (paraphrased because I'm sharing the video with the right timestamp, and you should absolutely watch up until 3:40, because her delivery is UNMATCHED): "My mother said to me once [...] 'Oh, Eddi-Rue, for heaven's sake. Don't you know every kick's a boost?' There've been a lot of kicks, and there've been a lot of boosts. I'm not going to mention the people who gave me kicks... but you know who you are. And you'll be in the book." (Seriously though, do yourself a favour and watch that video. She's amazing!!) She said this, and proceeded to WRITE THE BOOK, titled "My first five husbands, and the ones who got away", which is *incredibly* funny, and such an earnest look into her life. She opens the acknowledgements with "This book is about my life and experiences as I lived them, and anyone who doesn't like it can jolly well lump it." And I mean... she's awesome. I could go on.

Rue McClanahan @ The Emmy Awards 1987

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[After seeing Ingo’s photo in an ancient history book, Emmet has nervous breakdown and and walks into The Grind Station, He’s acting very out of it, started stripping, luckily Grimsley is there and calls E-S/o who is looking for Emmet after they found his home office completely trashed!]

Grimsley: *after Emmet started stripping* Hello, E-S/o, it's me. How close are you to the station? All right, well hurry up and park because Emmet is here and he’s almost completely... [looks over at Emmet, who is reading a newspaper in the nude] Emmet is completely naked!

{A little while later.]

Waitress: I'm calling the cops!

Grimsley: The hell you are! This man's tips alone have probably paid for all the pot you'll ever smoke! So back off missy! {gestures to the other customers.} And that goes for the rest of you too!

{E-S/o finally arrives and Grimsley takes them to Emmet.]

E-S/o: {Sits down.] Hello, Emmy.

Emmet: [still reading the paper] Hey.

E-S/o: What's going on?

Emmet: Heat wave in Hoenn.

E-S/o: *Picks Emmet’s boxers up from the floor* ...Well, uh, Em, maybe you should put some clothes on.

Emmet: Ah... Nah. No, too much. Too much on me. I'm feeling very constricted. [E-S/o gently reaches out] I'm fine now. Don't touch me. {they back off]

E-S/o: Emmet, look at yourself.

Emmet: [looks down] Hello! Hehe.. I think I'm having that dream where I'm naked in the Grind Station!

E-S/o: I think a lot of people are having that dream. We have to go now, Emmet. (Emmet���s about to get up, E-S/o stops him.) But, I’m not letting you walk out of here like this...

{They get up and collect Emmet’s Pokéballs.]

Grimsley: Is he okay?

E-S/o: It's just a panic attack. It's happened before, but he's never been quite this close to butterfree-net territory.

{E-S/o looks over at their Employees.]

E-S/o: [to Waffle] May I have your apron, please? [to the waitress] And, and yours? All right, [returns to Emmet] Emmy. I'm going to wrap you up like a big, green Christmas present. You like Christmas, don't you? (Emmet mm-hmms, as they cover him up.) There we are.

{Grimsley collects the rest of Emmet’s things then turns to the crowd.]

Grimsley: Okay, listen up! Me and my friends are going to back out of here, nice and easy. As far as any of you are concerned, this never happened. And if any of you decide to be a hero and call the police or post it on Mytube, trust me, I will find you!

{E-So looks at him impressed.]

E-S/o: Wow, Grim, that was persuasive.

Grimsley: Yeah, well, there's nothing worse than waking up naked with a bunch of cops standing around. I've been there... [the three leave.]

[randomshyperson]

Wanda x Reader - You’re the only exception

Gif is not mine.

Prompt from anon: “Childhood best friends, and reader is basically a fuckgirl who’s only soft for her childhood best friend wanda, they’re constantly teasing and flirting with each other but they never take each other seriously and then something happens and reader gets jealous and realizes she’s fallen for wanda and then she tries to go for it but wanda doesn’t take her seriously bcs she’s a fuckgirl and a player. “

Words:  4.964k ////// Read on AO3

Warnings: Language, mentions of smut, but its mainly fluffy

You wake up with an arm around your waist. Squinting slightly, you look around the room. You think you are in a warehouse, probably the one near Avenue Two, a few meters from the bar where you were last night. You don't know who the girl next to you is, but she is pretty. You didn't ask her her name when you danced with her, and she didn't ask yours when she dragged you here.

You remove your arm from around your waist and stand up, looking for your clothes. Judging by the brightness entering the room, it is morning. And you groan slightly, thinking that your parents are going to kill you.

Your suspicions are confirmed when you put on your pants and reach for your cell phone. The screen is glowing with several missed calls and voice mails. You roll your eyes impatiently at your parents' controlling mania.

- Were you going to sneak out? - said a female voice startling you slightly. The girl you were lying with woke up, and was sitting up in bed, her tone slightly ironic.

- No, I was going to leave a note. - You lie with a smile. And then you make your best sad expression. - I really have to go.

- My friends told me you were a player, I should have known you'd do that. - She replies without really looking upset.

You let out a dry laugh, finishing buttoning up your shirt and putting on your sneakers. She waves her hand and smiles as you leave the room.

//-//

You definitely need a cup of coffee. So when you leave the unknown girl's apartment, you look for a coffee shop. Entering the place, you sit at the counter, unlocking your cell phone to read your pending messages.

- What can I get you? - Someone asks and you raise your eyes, blinking slightly as you notice the attendant. You smile at her as she says.

- Your number.

She looks surprised, but smiles shyly, and then you tell her your actual order.

When she brings you your pancakes and a coffee, a piece of paper with her number on it is on your plate.

You eat while checking your cell phone, and from your instagram feed you find out that yesterday's party was amazing, and that your best friends had moved the celebration to a parking lot when the police asked them to turn down the music in the house. Yesterday had been Steve Rogers' birthday, but you couldn't make it because you went to a rock concert at a bar, and you actually had plans to join the party, but got involved with a girl and never showed up. You hoped Steve wouldn't mind.

Finishing your coffee, you smiled at the paper with the waitress's number on it before putting it in your pocket, and leaving the place, you probably weren't going to call.

//-//

Your mother is furious when you come home. She screams, and accuses. And you roll your eyes, drop your keys on the counter, and slam your bedroom door as you enter. You shower, and change into more comfortable clothes, and then escape through your bedroom window.

Within two minutes you are at the house of your neighbor and best friend, Wanda Maximoff. You climb up the wall ledge into her room, and tap on the window to get her to let you in.

- Hey, Romeo. - She mocks your position as she opens the window, you laugh lightly as you enter the room.

Wanda sits back in the chair at her study table while you throw yourself on her bed.

- Where were you last night? Steve asked about you at the party. - She says, glancing quickly at you before returning to writing in her notebooks.

- Wanda, darling, I love Steve. - You say. - But between him and a hot girl, which one do you think I'll choose?

Wanda laughs, making a wry expression.

- I should know.

- Is that jealousy? - You scoff slightly, making her laugh again.

- You wish.

And then there was a knock on the door, and Pietro, Wanda's twin brother, entered the room.

- Wanda I need to... Oh hello. - The boy smiled at you charmingly, and you just raised your middle finger at him, making him laugh. 

- What's wrong Pietro? - Wanda asked.

- I need you to give me a ride. - He says. - Daddy won't let me drive because of detention.

You giggled lightly, remembering that Pietro was grounded for fighting at school, and almost got suspended. You know because you spent a lot of time with the twins. Wanda lets out an impatient sigh.

- Where to?

- I have practice today. - He says shrugging, and Wanda frowns.

- It's Sunday. - She replies suspiciously.

- Oh, Wanda, come on. Please. - He asks, and Wanda rolls her eyes.

- You'll owe me.

She says as she gets up and Pietro leaves the room excited. 

- Are you going with us?  - she asks you, but you lazily deny it.

- Thanks, but I'm going to get some sleep.

- Make yourself comfortable, just close the window when you leave. - She tells you, and then leaves the room. 

You decided to sleep in your own bed, the smell of Wanda's shampoo on the pillows was distracting you for some reason.

//-//

Mondays were horrible. You dragged your feet toward the school entrance, wishing you could go back to bed. Your first period was history, and you were already sleepy with anticipation.

You barely stepped onto the school grounds when Tony Stark threw his arm around your shoulders, greeting you.

- You are completely crazy! - he remarked with amusement. You blinked in confusion, and he laughed. - I told you that girl was taken.

You really weren't following the story. You reached your lockers, and Tony let go of you just as Steve and Pietro reached you.

- What girl are we talking about, anyway? - you asked as you searched for your books.

- Romanoff, smartass! - Tony replied leaning on the locker beside him. - Someone saw you go down on her in the outdoor patios, and everyone is talking about it. - He tells you, and you giggle. 

- And this is a problem because why exactly? - you replied with irony.

Tony laughed incredulously. Steve and Pietro listened to the story with amused expressions on their faces.

- I don't know, actually. - He says. - But I don't think her boyfriend will be happy to find out.

- That's really not my problem. - You reply with mock amusement. And then you finish taking your books and close the locker, turning to Pietro. - Where is Wanda, anyway? When I left home, you guys weren't outside.

Pietro chuckles. 

- You were late. - he retorted. - We went ahead, and Wanda is probably talking to the coach.

The bell rings and you grumble, saying goodbye to your friends, since you don't share the same history class. You have been used to going to school with Wanda every day since the first grade, and you don't understand why you missed that brief moment so much this morning. You imagine that it is just the usual.

//-//

You only meet Wanda in the third period of the day. She is distracted, and you are curious.

You walk over to her desk, and she is smiling at her cell phone screen.

- What's with that smile? - You tease, and she immediately blocks the phone, putting it on the table, and making you look at her suspiciously. 

- I don't know what you are talking about. - She replies in a tone of embarrassment and mockery.

- My God, you're sending nudes, aren't you? - You exclaim in shock, and Wanda blushes slightly as she laughs, and you sit down beside her.

- You're the worst. - She retorts, looking forward.

- But I'm hot.

You tease, and Wanda rolls her eyes laughing again. You don't talk anymore because the chemistry teacher walks in next, and he hates talking in his class.

//-//

You are bored while listening to the health presentations from last term. You were the first to present, accompanied by Tony and Pietro, because you really wanted to finish this work soon, and now you were leaning over your desk, trying to stay awake while the other students were talking.

Tony patted you on the shoulder to get your attention, and motioned to your left side. You frowned, and then looked up to where he was talking.

It took you a moment to realize that at the two tables after yours was a student with her hand down the pants of the student next to her. You held back a laugh, looking away immediately. 

- No fucking way. - You commented to Tony, laughing softly. 

The professor asked you to be silent next, but you and Tony lowered your voices as much as possible to continue whispering.

- That's Valkyrie and Thor. - He tells you. - They hang out with the bikers kids.

- They'll be expelled, that's for sure. - You reply with irony.

But then the teacher says he will lower the grade of whoever is speaking and you sigh impatiently as you decide to be quiet.

//-//

Wanda is hiding something from you. And she has disguised it very well, because none of your friends have noticed her strange behavior. But you do notice. You notice her distraction, the way she is even longer on her cell phone, or how she has been sneaking out between cheer practice and class, and when you ask, she just says that she was studying in a quieter place.

But it is Friday, game night, and you will have to find out what this is some other time. You put on the helmet of your uniform and walk onto the field, listening to the excited shouts of the crowd. American football games were very crowded, even if they were not the playoffs.

Tony and Steve greet you with a pat on the shoulder as you join the circle of your teammates along with the coach.

- Are you ready, tigers? - she shouts to you after reviewing the moves one last time.

- Yes, coach! - You and the team shout in unison, and move into position.

When you score the winning touchdown, the team lifts you up in the air as the crowd screams and celebrates. And you are laughing and raising your arms, and your gaze falls to the cheering area, looking for Wanda. And then your stomach drops when you see her, wrapped in a kiss with a boy you don't know.

And you don't understand the feeling that settles in your stomach, so you kiss the first girl who smiles at you, hoping that the feeling will go away. And it doesn't.

//-//

Everyone is saying that Wanda Maximoff kissed a boy at the game on Friday, when you arrive at school on Monday. You didn't come to school with the Maximoffs again, nor did you talk to Wanda all weekend.

You eventually find out that the boy is called Vision, or Vis, and is probably going to become the next millionaire in the country with a genius invention. He is part of the science club, and the debate club, and you have never met him. And then you are putting your books away quite hard on your locker, and Steve looks at you curiously.

- What did the locker do to you? - He teases.

- Bite me. 

Your harsh answer makes Steve laugh, and he doesn't press. And then you're walking toward biology class, and the same girl from the game stops you in the hallway. You think her name is Pepper.

- Hey, can I talk to you? - she asks with mischief in her eyes. You knew that a conversation was not what she wanted. And you took one last glance into the room, catching a quick glimpse of Wanda smiling at the phone screen, before nodding in agreement, letting the girl drag you into the nearest bathroom.

//-//

You don't return until second period, and you wait for the teacher to go to the bathroom before sneaking into the room, and throwing yourself into the chair next to Wanda.

- Shit, you scared me! - She remarks when you suddenly arrive. You laugh lightly, throwing the bag on the desk. And then Wanda looks at you with a mixture of mockery and incredulity. - I was going to ask where you were, but I think I have my answer.

You look at her confused, and then she turns to her backpack and pulls out a small mirror, handing it to you. You giggle when you see your reflection, lipstick marks across your collarbone and cheeks, and your lips slightly swollen. A few open buttons in your shirt too.

You try to fix your appearance quickly, and return Wanda's mirror when you are finished, but she doesn't even look at you.

And then the professor is back, and Wanda is distant, and you ignore the discomfort in your stomach.

//-//

You know that you need to talk to Wanda. You don't understand why she is distant, and why she won't talk about her new relationship. And then you are at her window, shortly after she has come home. She frowns in surprise to see you, but she opens the window and makes room for you to come in.

- Is everything all right? - she asks, sitting down on the bed. You hesitate, standing in the window space.

- Is something happening, Wanda? - you ask. - You are hiding things from me. Have I done anything wrong?

Wanda looks away quickly, moving her hands nervously. And you run your hands through your hair.

- I'm sorry. - She says looking at the floor. - I... I didn't know how to tell you.

- You can tell me anything. - You assured, coming over and sitting next to her on the bed, while entwining your hand in hers.

Wanda smiled, looking up at you.

- I met someone. - She tells you, and you keep your face impassive, ignoring the uneasy feeling growing in your stomach. - And it's recent and all... but it' s good. Vis is sweet, and kind. And I think I'm falling in love with him.

You nod, forcing a smile out. 

- That's amazing, Wanda! - You hear yourself say it, as if it were true. 

And then Wanda hugs you, apologizing for not telling you sooner, and you say it's okay. And when you lie on her bed, and go to watch a TV show, you want to cry. You know what has been bothering you all week. The realization hits you fast and makes your heart soar. You are in love with her.

//-//

Things are going relatively well. It's been two weeks since you realized the real nature of your feelings, and you've been ignoring them just fine. And you've accepted every invitation to parties, dates, and even any walk to think about anything other than Wanda. And even the people who know you are amazed at how many girls you've seen in the last few days.

At this very moment, for example, there was a girl you met in French class giving you oral sex against the gym bleachers. You were trying to concentrate on the feeling, but every time you closed your eyes you kept seeing Wanda. And you didn't want to think about her. 

And then the bell rang, and that was the perfect excuse to leave.

//-//

You are very drunk. You think you should have stopped drinking at least ten drinks ago, but you're pouring another one in your mouth. 

And then Steve takes you home, because you are in no condition to be left at a party. And you swear to him that you are fine, and that you are going to bed.

And then you head toward the backyard of Wanda's house as Steve leaves.

There's no way you can get up to Wanda's room without falling off the roof, and your brilliant idea is to throw pebbles at her window. But then it is Pietro who sticks his head out of the window, and he laughs when he sees your state, and you frown. 

- You crazy fool, that' s the wrong window! - he tells you in a low tone, trying to avoid waking up his parents.

- Call Wanda for me! - You ask in the same tone, he laughs shaking his head before going back inside, closing the window.

You start to look around for more pebbles, but then Wanda comes out the back doors, wrapped in a silk robe and looking at you in annoyance.

- What happened to you? - she asks as soon as she reaches you. You are smiling at her because she looks so pretty. - I called you a million times.

- God, you are beautiful.

Wanda blinks in confusion, frowning.

- You're not even listening to me. - She retorts angrily, but keeps her voice down to keep it down. - How much did you drink? 

- I don't know, Mom. - You mock trying to keep your balance. The surroundings were spinning a bit.

- You are unbelievable. - she grumbled angrily. - What do you want anyway?

And then you're laughing, at what you don't know. And then you walk over to Wanda and hug her, but she doesn't respond. You rest your neck on her shoulders, while whispering in her ear:

- Don't tell Wanda, but I am in love with her.

And then Wanda pushes you away and takes two steps back, an expression of pure shock on her face. You stumble backwards and start to laugh, trying not to fall on the floor.

- What did you say? - she asks incredulously.

- Shush. It's a secret. - You say. - Don't tell anyone.

- You're joking. - She says, and you feel your head hurt. - You're lying.

Your drunken brain has one minute of lucidity when you understand what you have just done. 

- I am not lying. - You tell her with a smile. - I am in love with you.

Wanda denies it with her head, you don't understand why her eyes are filled with tears.

- You're drunk. - She retorts. - And you're being mean. I want you to leave.

You sigh, and stumble to your feet as you turn around, walking in the opposite direction of the yard. You're not thinking clearly, but you think you don't like this conversation.

//-//

When you wake up, your head aches a lot. So does your body, and then you realize that you have slept on the living room carpet. 

- Wow, that is sad. - Your younger sister comments when she comes downstairs to find you on the floor. - I would get up before Mom and Dad saw you like that.

- My sweet God in heaven! - Your mother screams after seeing you lying on the floor. You hear your sister giggle and say "too late". And then your mother is running to you and helping you up. But then she smells your clothes and makes an incredulous expression. - Did you really pass out drunk in my living room?

You are covering your face with your hands in an attempt to lessen your migraine, while your mother starts screaming that you are completely irresponsible, and that you were grounded for the rest of your life, but you're not really paying attention.

You want to understand why your last memory of the night is the image of Wanda's crying face.

- And don't think that you are going to miss school today! - You hear your mother screaming while you are in the kitchen. Your sister listens to the fight with a smile on her lips as she eats cereal. - Get upstairs right now and take a shower! I'm taking you to school today! If you have the audacity to drink so much, you will bear the consequences...

The voice grew more distant as you went up to your room. You looked in the bathroom for an aspirin before stepping into the shower.

//-//

Bruce Banner really wasn't happy when he found out that you had slept with his girlfriend. He approached you as soon as you entered the school, and you had too much of a headache to deal with it now.

- Look, here buddy, it's not my fault that you can't satisfy your girl. - You sneer angrily, and then Bruce advances on you, punching the locker behind you. But then Steve appears and pushes him away.

- Get out of here now, Banner. - He warns with an irritated posture. Bruce hesitates.

- Let's see how you like it when she sleeps with your girlfriend. - He retorts angrily before leaving. 

Steve changes his posture completely when he turns to you, and his eyes are tender.

- Everything okay there, Y/N? - He asks and you nod absentmindedly, you really weren't paying attention to Bruce, you wanted to talk to Wanda. - I guess Tony was right. - Steve comments in a wry tone as you walk down the hall together, many looks at you impressed by the confusion. - Banner really wasn't happy.

- I don't give a fucking shit. - You retort with irony. - Have you seen Wanda anywhere?

The boy shrugs his shoulders in denial, and you let out an impatient sigh. You two have English now, and you're going to try to concentrate in class for a while.

//-//

You finally find Wanda, but you have no chance to talk to her now. She is giving a speech in the school gym. The principal has asked her to present the bullying prevention project, and as the class speaker, she has been selected to open the presentation. This would certainly bring good points for the college.

The presentation took about forty minutes, and even though your gaze was glued on Wanda, she didn't look at you once. 

And then when the presentation was over, all the students were sent back to their classrooms, and you had to wait in hiding until only Wanda and the three audio-visual students were left in the gym.

You walked over to them, and Wanda's eyes widened when she saw you, but she looked away quickly, hurrying to collect the papers that were probably the draft of her speech.

- Can we talk? - You said, and the audiovisual team present looked at you in surprise, but your attention was locked on Wanda. 

- I'm busy. - She replied, finishing picking up the papers and holding them tight against her chest.

- Why don't you tell me what's wrong?

Wanda looked away, but then one of the girls from the audiovisual team approached you with a smile.

- Hey, sorry to intrude. - She said in a mischievous tone of voice, and you blinked in surprise because you weren't even remembering the existence of the other people in the room. - When you're done talking to her, can we do something together?

You frowned, and before you could say no, Wanda let out an impatient sigh, and stormed out of the gym, bumping into you while mumbling "have fun". You were in shock for a few seconds, but by the time you ran after her, you had already lost sight of her.

//-//

Pietro was angry with you. But no one seemed willing to tell you what was going on. You were in the cafeteria, eating lunch at the same circular table as Tony, Steve and Pietro, and the Maximoff twin was treating you harshly.

- What's the matter, Pietro? - you asked mildly irritated when he gave you another judgmental look. But then he looked surprised.

- I don't really know.

You frowned.

- Excuse me?

Pietro let out a sigh and put the can of soda he was holding on the table.

- I don't know what you did. - He tells. - All I know is that Wanda is upset. And then so am I.

You raised your fingers to press them between your eyebrows, feeling a headache forming.

- I swear to God. - You complain. - I don't know what I did! She won't tell me!

- Damn it, don't look at me. I didn't even knew you two had fights! - He grumbles awkwardly. - When was the last time you were even angry with Wanda?

You laughed, tucking your hair back.

- Today I think. - You joked. - I don't really know, I never liked to fight with her.

- Then you must have really fucked up. - He remarks, and you let out a grumble, putting your arms on the table and sinking your head into them. - Maybe it has something to do with you coming over to the house drunk.

You raise your head quickly in surprise.

- What did you say?

Pietro blinks at you in confusion and lets out a short laugh.

- Girl, you showed up in our backyard, completely drunk at two o'clock in the morning. - Pietro tells. - You even went for the wrong window.

You let out a surprised exclamation.

- You're shitting me! 

Pietro laughed and denied it with his head.

- I don't know what you talked about, but when Wanda came back inside she was crying. - he says seriously. - She wouldn't tell me what it was, and I think that if I hadn't gotten up to get some water, she wouldn't have told me.

You let out a grumble and shoved your hands to your face, trying to remember. Too many flashbacks from last night came into your head. The party, the dancing, you in a triple kiss with Thor and Valkyrie, and a lot of drinking. And then you remembered the smell of Wanda's shampoo, and finally you knew.

You stood up abruptly from your chair, and Pietro looked at you in surprise, Tony and Steve who were talking next to you also looked at you and Steve asked if everything was okay, but you just nodded in shock at them and ran out of the cafeteria.

You needed to find Wanda, and clear everything up. She was too important to lose.

//-//

You look all over the school for her, and even after the bell rings, you don't go to class. You end up outside, on the soccer field.

And then you see her, sitting on the bleachers, looking straight ahead.

You smile, because she is in the same place where you met as children. As you walk up to her you remember:

“You were in the first grade, and you were playing hide and seek with the other kids at break time. And when you tried to sneak into the bleachers of the soccer field, you bumped into someone.

- I'm sorry. - you said, and looked at the girl in front of you. She frowned and looked down at her hands. You followed her eyes to notice the small kitten in her hands. - Wow, you brought your cat to school?

- I found him. - She answered, stroking the animal. - He was crying.

You moved closer to pet him too, and smiled when he began to purr.

- Maybe he's cold. - You said. - Where is his mother?

The girl shrugged.

- Do you want to help me find her? - She asked, and you smiled.

- Of course. - You agreed, offering to carry the animal, and the girl accepted. - My name is Y/N by the way. What is your name?

- Wanda.

You walked side by side out of the bleachers.”

You sat down next to Wanda, but she kept looking straight ahead. You bit the inside of her cheek, trying to think of exactly what to say. 

- I guess I have to apologize to you. - You said, and Wanda let out a dry laugh.

- is that so?

- But I'm not sorry for anything.

Wanda blinks in confusion, and looks at you with a frown. You look at her seriously.

- I will not apologize for my feelings.

- I'm not going to do that. - She declares, getting up, and walking off the bleachers onto the field, you follow her.

- You're going to keep running then? - You shout. - I love you! I love you!

- Stop saying that! - She shouts back as she turns around. You notice the tears in her eyes. - Stop it!

You take a deep breath, and try to calm the nervousness that is coursing all over your body.

- Why is this so bad? - You ask almost hurt, and Wanda lets out a wry laugh.

- Because I know you! - she replies, holding back her tears. - I know you don't date anyone! You go out, and you have fun, and then you leave! And I can't do that! - she finally lets the tears flow. - Not when I've been in love with you all my life.

Wanda lets out a shaky sigh at the confession and you lose your breath. 

- W-what...

- I can't do this. - She says turning to leave, you rush to run and get in front of her, and she takes two steps backwards nervously.

- Please listen to me. - You asked with desperation in your voice. - I love you. I do, please, Wanda. 

Wanda shakes her head, covering her ears with her hands and closing her eyes. You sigh, and wipe your own eyes. You take a deep breath, and walk over to her, tenderly touching her wrists to pull her hands away from her ears. At first she is startled by your touch, but she allows it, but doesn't look at you. You swallow dryly.

- Wanda, I've always been in love with you. - You confess, and she looks up in confusion. - From the first moment I saw you, I loved you.

- You...

- I never thought I had a chance with someone as amazing as you. - You tell her with a sad smile. - And then I found ways to distract myself from it. I'm sorry for hurting you. I never meant for that to happen.

Wanda lets out a sigh, and buries her head in your neck as she hugs you. 

- Please don't hurt me. - She whispers against your skin. You press her against you.

- I promise.

You hold each other for long minutes, and then Wanda smiles against your neck. 

- Kiss me. - She asks softly, making your whole body shiver in anticipation. You smile as you pull away only to bring your faces together. Your lips meet in a quiet, soft kiss, and you both smile. 

You think you finally understand all the romantic songs in the world.

[myrainbowgelpen]

tooth-rotting, stomach churning fluff for the soul 𓆩♡𓆪

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ lee mark ༉‧₊˚.

show me love (1.5k) - @markswoman

domestic!au, sunday was for lazy kisses, the slide of lips on lips, easy and familiar

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ huang renjun ༉‧₊˚.

my best friend wants to be abducted by aliens (14.6k) - @choerrypuffs

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my murderous psycho brother gives my boyfriend the seal of approval (6.6k) - @choerrypuffs

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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ lee jeno ༉‧₊˚.

necomimi? neco-nono (943) - @inlovergirlsworld

You're too much of a chicken to ask your aloof boyfriend how he felt about you, so you wasted your money on two pairs of necomimi ears to find out.

to build a home (8.6k) - @nctream

photographer! jeno, established relationship! au, domestic fluff

hiccups & bikes (2.7k) - @kdyism

first time meeting, fluff

it’s for you (1.5k) - @hannie-dul-set

high school! au, coffee shop! au, sort of e2l

love shot (8k) - @raibebe

hockey player! jeno, love letters

maybe, just maybe (4.2k) - @jiamour

hufflepuff! jeno x slytherin! reader

I (have/had) a crush on you (5.8k) - @hannie-dul-set

college au, rom-com

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friends to something, bickering, snooping through your friend’s phone

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durable, just with you (719) - @daegall

bff2l

[16:11] (487) - @daegall

bad boy! jeno

[18:13] (500) - @daegall

hogwarts!AU, injured jeno, “who did this to you?”

Someone To Stay (5.5k) - @jaeminhours

school heartthrob!jeno, to all the boys i’ve loved before inspired

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college!au, lovestruck!jeno, midnight drive, him confessing

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hogwarts!au, hufflepuff!jeno

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best friend + college!au, the six times you caught him staring at you, and the one time he caught you

Maybe It’s The Chlorine (2.2k) - @kopikokun

swimmer!jeno, friends to lovers, jealous jeno

10:47 PM (short) - @hwanchaesong

4:37 PM (short) - @dreaming-hehe

6:45 PM (short) - @chaeryybomb

clingy jeno

wake up (1.1k) - @cozyjae

just waking up with jeno, fluff, kissing

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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ na jaemin ༉‧₊˚.

peonies in august (20.9k) - @newdecades

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when you’re tired

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sweet serenity (500) - @lunena

established relationship, nude themes, jm joins you in the shower

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a rare early morning spent suspended above the city with your lover by your side

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u realize u’re in love w your bf, bf!jaemin x ceo!reader

4:13 am - @ja3minz

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ zhong chenle ༉‧₊˚.

pudding - @rnjfy

in which his pudding seems to taste sweeter when you’re the one who’s serving it.

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coffee shop!au

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[whenmondaycomes]

Olivia just finished her first week as a waitress, and Nick's first week of parole, when she decided to talk to Nick about the lingering thought she'd had since their confession on the jet. She was a little nervous to bring it up, afraid of her fears getting confirmed, but she knew that in order for their relationship to be healthy, she had to ask. It was the only way for them to move forward. She found her boyfriend on the new couch reading a cooking book. It's been hard for him not being able to leave the apartment, he has to remain inside for a month as per Mexico's rules of his parole, so he's been spending a lot of his time reading. Olivia sat next to him on the couch. When she was fully seated, Nick turned his full attention to his woman. "Is everything ok?", he asked, after seeing the anxious look on her face. Olivia just slightly nodded, before deciding to just get this conversation over with. "Do you love me?", Olivia whispered. When she asked that, Nick was confused and surprised. "Of course I love you.", he affirmed, then asked "Where did this question come from?" Olivia started tearing up, and Nick knew that something was very wrong. His Liv doesn't tear up easily. "Hey, it's ok sweetheart. Please just tell me what's on your mind.", he softly encouraged. Olivia sniffled, before softly saying "I know that you had feelings for Mace." She started to get choked up, but pushed on "I was just wondering, like.....do you actually need me like you say you do, because I'm scared. What if one day you realize that your feelings for me were fake." She paused, before choking out "What if I can't compare." She started sobbing. Nick put his arm around her, and kissed the side of her head, before responding. "Bunny, I need you to listen to me closely, ok?" he grabbed the sides of her face, and turned her towards him, before continuing "I love you, more than anything. Before you I had nothing. I was nothing. I thought that I would spend the rest of my life alone. But you never abandoned me. You gave up your dream job because you loved me. Mace would've never done that." He stated confidently. He could still see in her eyes that she was sceptical, so he drove his point home. "You're the woman I'm gonna marry, hell maybe we'll even have some munchkins running around. Can you imagine that? We can give them the life we didn't get. One full of love.", Nick started getting choked up just thinking about it. He gets to have the life he never thought he could. "This is the life that I was meant for. I'm just sorry that it took all of the things I've done for me to realize it." He concluded. Olivia was still crying, but these were happy tears. She gave Nick a small smile, before reconfirming "So, you love me more than Mace?" Nick smiled, and softly said "I love you more than the galaxy. It's always been you." Olivia pulled him into a kiss. Nick deepened the kiss, until he was hovering over her. He pulled away to get her consent. She gave him a confident nod, before he proceeded. He kissed every inch of her body as he unclothed her. Once she was nude, he went back up and kissed her lips as he slid a finger inside of her. She moaned into his mouth as he began thrusting his finger in and out. He moved his head to kiss her neck so that he could hear her moans better. When she started trying to get his sweats off, he knew that she was ready. He pushed all the way in with one thrust. He set a fast pace, while talking dirty to her. "Oh my God! That feels so good, Liv!" He started going harder, when she moaned out "Nick! Baby, please. God you're so big!" "Yeah bunny? I own you now. You understand me. You're mine." He grabbed her chin roughly, before saying "and I'm all yours." She let out a loud moan before she started to squirt. "Did you just squirt? Fuck bunny, that's so hot!" His thrusts started getting sloppier, before groaning out "I'm so close. Oh god. Oh fuck, I'm cumming!", before he emptied himself inside of her. They laid there panting, until they cleaned up and Nick carried Olivia to bed. They fell asleep cuddled up together.

[theroseofambrose]

Pick up lines, Bo addition

So my fiance found this book at the use book store near our place. it's called "Lines for all occasions pickups & come-ons" because he throught it was funny. For the most part it's funny with how bad it is. Then there are some parts that are straight up messed up. Because there like 3 pages of pick up lines which is just being mean to someone and insulting their weight and looks. But the most of it is funny. We've been giggling about it. So I'm picking out all the pick outlines for all three of the sinclair brothers that I think they will use. This is the first one and we start with Bo. The text that is in Bold, is the actual section the pick up lines are under in the book

Broke the mold

1. is it a burden being that beautiful

2. Something's wrong with my eyes- I can't take them off of you

3. Apart from being sexy, what do you do for a living?

4. Just where exactly do those legs of yours end?

5.your father must have been a mechanic, because your body is finely tuned.

But enough about me

1. As a matter of fact, I am God's gift to women.

2.This is your lucky day- I just happen to be single

3.okay, I'm here. what's your second wish?

4.fortunately for you, I'm more than just eye candy.

5. You know I need a license to carry these guns

6. Who wouldn't want these guns?

I got moves

1. I do calisthenics every day, with my tongue.

2.how would you like never to have to fake it again?

3. you know how they say skin is the largest organ? Not in my case

4. Don't you recognize me from your wildest dream?

5. I'm so good, I get paid for it.

Beach

1. I think you missed a spot

2. it's bodies like yours that keep the dream of nude beaches alive.

3. Let's make crazy tan lines togher.

Cafe

1.I like my coffee like I like my men: hot, tall, and strong

2. Is this seat taken?

Grocery store

1. The way you squeezed those melons, i could tell we'd get along

Gym

1. Wanna come over? You're already sweaty

2. Would you spot me?

Laundromat

1. Let's make our clothes dirty all over again

Place of worship

1. Could we pray together sometime?

2. how would you like a sneak preview of heaven?

3. You're going to send me right to confession.

Yoga

1. I sure do like your downward dog.

Bartender

1. what time do you get off, and how?

2. If you get any closer, I'll need more ice.

Customer service rep (hey that's my job!)

1. Does it make you hot that this call might be recorded? (yes it does Bo)

Doctor

1. With a bedside manner like that, I can't imagine how anybody ever let you out of bed

waiter/ waitress (also a job I had)

1. The menu looks good. Are you on it?

Suggestive under cotius seeking

1. I know a great way to kill ten minutes

2. I know a great way to commune with God.

3. You know its not premarital sex unless you plan on getting married

3. you deserve a good spanking

4. You bring a whole new meaning to the world "edible".

5. I'm easy, are you?

Overt

1. Should I call you in the morning or nudge you?

2.Come over here and get a taste of America's most wanted.

3. I may be easy, but it looks like you're hard.

4. you look like you could use a one-night stand

5. You've been a bad bad girl, now go to my room.

6. You're drunk, I'm drunk. let's fuck.

7. let's bypass all the bullshit and get naked.

8. I work at a condom factory, want to help me test my product?

9. are you into threesomes?

Kinda nasty

1. you may have heard about me, I specialize in cunnilingus.

2. If I flip a coin, what do you reckon my changes are of getting head?

these are bad, really bad. but I laughed and I wanted to share.