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there is something about eachother they will always recognize they will always find eachother in their next lives and the life after that and onwards
#steel panther#michael starr#satchel 666#satchel666#satchel#russell parrish#russ parrish#ralph saenz#rock band#rock n roll#glam rock#how do i tag properly#theyre so boygenius#we're in love is their song#forced to move from twitter sorry#2000s#2020s#old and new
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This song is Gene Simmons coded
#kiss#kiss band#gene simmons#kissblr#steel panther#feel the steel#rock and roll#rock n roll#glam metal#heavy metal#gene is a hoe what else is new#Spotify
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#fun news guys. i see steel panther in december#my main goal is to get as close to the front as i can and get a guitar pick 🧎♀️#i'm SOOOO excited tho :33 slightly Snervous bc it's the first concert i'll ever be going to alone#but nonetheless i'm suuuper excited O_O
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kind of a milf. reblog.
#the steel panther tag is deader than dead and i swear to god if nobody is gonna cpr it back i'll do it myself#been watching some sp interviews lately. it makes me want to scoop out my brain and throw it at the wall like a plate of spaghetti.#feeling lots of conflicting emotions#steel panther#michael starr#if there's cringy shit in these tags on my blog don't pay attention to it i'm a new person <3#broadcasting my misery
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STEEL PANTHER RELEASES MUSIC VIDEO FOR "1987" OFF NEW ALBUM 'ON THE PROWL' RELEASING FEBRUARY 24, 2023 ON THE PROWL TOUR IN 2023
STEEL PANTHER RELEASES MUSIC VIDEO FOR “1987” OFF NEW ALBUM ‘ON THE PROWL’ RELEASING FEBRUARY 24, 2023 ON THE PROWL TOUR IN 2023
ROCKERS STEEL PANTHER RELEASE MUSIC VIDEO FOR NEW SINGLE “1987” https://youtu.be/HewOSY1XLLQ Band Announces On The Prowl World Tour 2023 For Next Year Tickets And VIP Packages Available Here: https://steelpantherrocks.com/pages/tour Sixth Studio Album On The Prowl Scheduled For Release On February 24, 2023 https://lnk.to/Panther_OTP With the recent announcement of their sixth studio album On…
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#I'm sad#I really don't think I can see Steel Panther next month#mostly because I can't get a ride#because nobody wants to drive to New Haven#and an Uber would cost $40 each way#the weather is gonna be shit that day#so probably not a good idea#I really wanna go#but in the end it wouldn't be practical#that's the shitty part of it#SIGH
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altars for greek gods (pt.2)
this post includes zeus, hera, poseidon, hestia, hephaestus, dionysus, ares, demeter, and athena. for part 1 including hades, persephone, artemis, apollo, aphrodite, hermes, and hekate click here, for the titans and protogenoi click here.
keep in mind that this is largely UPG, new age stuff, and historically accurate offerings to the gods include meat, wine, grain (specifically barley), honey, and incense (myrrh and frankincense).
colors can be used for candles, banners, decor, whatever you want
ZEUS
Colors: white, blue, and grey for association with the heavens, yellow and black for association with storms. gold because he's the King of the Gods
Offerings: rain water, oak, olives/olive branches/olive leaves, vervain, cinnamon, laurel. images of himself or lightning bolts are particularly recommended for Zeus
Crystals: diamonds, gold (i think pyrite, aka fool's gold, would be offensive), turquoise, lapis lazuli, celestite, iron/steel, any quartz
Animals: eagle, bull
POSEIDON
Colors: blue and white for association with the seas, gray for association with storms, brown for association with the earth/earthquakes
Offerings: coffee, mint, ocean water, salt, seashells
Crystals: coral, petoskey stone, abalone, opal (especially water opal), blue calcite, aquamarine
Animals: horse, bull, dolphin, hippocampus
HERA
Colors: red, pink and white for association with love and marriage. gold because she's the Queen of the Gods.
Offerings: iris, rose, patchouli, coconut, cypress, maple, peacock feathers, pomegranate
Crystals: pearls, garnet, citrine, diamonds, lapis lazuli, topaz, opal, moonstone, rose quartz
Animals: peacock, cuckoo, cow
HESTIA
Colors: red, orange, and yellow for association with fire, brown or white for the hearth/home.
Offerings: tea/coffee (especially if you drink it with her), pine, bread, cider, apples, anything on fire, cinnamon
Crystals: amber, jade, garnet, ruby, carnelian, sunstone, amethyst, honey calcite
Animals: donkey, pig, crane
HEPHAESTUS
Colors: red, orange, and yellow for association with fire, metallics for association with metalworking.
Offerings: spicy things, hot beverages, handmade things, dragon's blood incense, seashells, anything on fire
Crystals: metals, fire opal, honey calcite, obsidian, hematite, carnelian
Animals: donkey, dog, crane
DIONYSUS
Colors: purple and green for association with grapes/wine, leopard/tiger print for his holy animals
Offerings: grapes (or any derivative), alcohol, cinnamon, ivy, pinecones. there's a particular emphasis on non-physical offerings with dionysus, like playing music, partying or sex/masturbation
Crystals: grape agate, leopard jasper, crazy lace agate, tiger's eye, garnet, rose or rutilated quartz, amethyst, jade
Animals: panther/leopard, tiger, bull, serpent, dolphin
ARES
Colors: red and purple for association with war
Offerings: spicy things, yarrow, chocolate, basil, cinnamon
Crystals: bloodstone, garnet, red jasper, smokey quartz, black tourmaline, hematite, metals, obsidian, carnelian
Animals: eagle owl, barn owl, poisonous snakes, boar, vulture
DEMETER
Colors: green, brown, and yellow for association with the earth/harvest. black for her ruthlessness
Offerings: oats and grain, anything baked, flowers, spices (like cinnamon or cloves, allspice is good too), leaves that have begun to change colors for fall, mint, poppy
Crystals: jade, tree/moss agate, carnelian, amber, aventurine, rutilated quartz
Animals: serpent, farm animals (especially pig), gecko, turtle-dove
ATHENA
Colors: white and grey/silver for association with wisdom. red for association with war
Offerings: anything handmade, olives/olive oil/olive branches/olive leaves, snake shed, cedar, cypress, cinnamon
Crystals: metals, celestite, fluorite, lapis lazuli, bloodstone, obsidian, iolite
Animals: snakes and owls
#pagan#paganism#polytheist#witchblr#witchcraft#polytheism#witch#magic#magick#ancient greece#hellenic paganism#hellenic polytheism#hellenic pagan#hellenic deities#hellenic gods#hellenic polythiest#greek polytheism#greek mythology#greek gods#mythology#ancient greek#ancient greek mythology#altar#deity#deity work#deity worship#zeus#hera#poseidon#hestia
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genuinely dont know where that thing would be on spotify since i only use it for commute, but here's the latest top five gathered from My Brain
Chien d'la casse - by Camion Bip Bip
Tokyo Calling - by ATARASHII GAKKO!
RATATATA - by Electric Callboy and BABYMETAL
I can only count to four - by Psychostick
Vending machine of love - by The Stupendium
Yet again I prove I cannot listen to un-silly music
Tagging @electricpentacle @getinthering @moinsbienquekaworu @glitteronadumpsterfire @jukeboxvillain and whoever else wants
My top 5 on repeat on Spotify 😁 I was tagged by the lovely @beedlemania to do this! Thank you so much 🫂
I’m tagging @meiqiwi , @ringosmistress , @antiquesintheattic , @magnoliasimmss , and @nothingbutflow3rs to do this! <3
#long post#i dont even know if spotify would make me an ''on repeat'' playlist because i like listening to my music in an order of my own choosing#so i wrangle my ''this is [artist]'' playlists to make 100% fucking sure i know what's playing#and i'm not surprised by a cool new song mixed with the sound of the bus engine#so it's less representative of my music taste than of my listening habits#my on-repeat would be powerwolf rob zombie victorius steel panther and magoyond
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Miss Lucifer – Part Two
Jake Kiszka x Lilith (f!OC) x Josh Kiszka
9000+ words
What happens in Berlin, stays in Berlin…but sometimes the outcome of the most whimsical ideas can alter the course of your whole life. Sometimes, you need to be shown the end of the road to be able to take it. Panther girl, take me home Hip to hip, bone to bone Evil heat, all night long, all night long, all night long... (Primal Scream)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, intended for adult readers. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. Also, if you're under 18, go find some other entertainment elsewhere.
Warnings: oral and penetrative sex, anal sex, threesome, fingering, alcohol consuption, allusions to debauchery, smoking, substance abuse, kidnapping (of sorts), hallucinations, sexual hallucinations, manipulation, succubus, swx demon, dominating female character, dark forces, magic
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“Sorry mate, I’m serious! Not interested.”
Josh finally managed to outpin himself from the wall, pass under the guy’s outstretched arm and get out of that godforsaken bathroom. Tony – that’s how he introduced himself – was cute, but not really Josh’s type. Too much surgical steel on his face…
Once again in the main hall, he looked around to check if Jake was still at the bar where he had left him five minutes ago. That was a long enough time for any kind of shit to happen, as it was – in Jake’s words – “anything-could-happen Monday”. Josh felt like the overall experience had already been more than sufficient, even without getting railed in the bathroom stall by a walking magnet. He had enough of this place and wanted to get out of here ASAP.
They had checked a few bars on their way, but as it was Monday, most places were either half empty and boring, or full of tourists and football fans. Jake had something else in mind. That’s why his pupils dilated in excitement when he saw the sign above the entrance. BeelzebOOb. Just when they thought that their “new and exciting experience” would be reduced to obtaining an extensive knowledge of the S-Bahn timetable, they discovered this peculiar quarter part of the city with quirky nightclubs and other establishments. This one caught Jake’s attention immediately. It was indeed a sign. He had promised his brother boobs, and hopefully that’s what they were going to get here. Much to Josh’s dismay, who remarked that most of the visitors would probably have their nipples pierced (and he wasn’t particularly keen on that), Jake still wanted to check the place out.
The inside of the club was basically just one long and narrow hall, decorated in steampunk fashion. A long bar on one side, a row of discreet cubicles instead of regular tables on the other. The furthest part of the room consisted of a small dance floor, even though the people grooved to the deafening psytrance music wherever they happened to be at that moment. The dance floor was just a little bit more crowded. A row of iron pillars dividing the room in two even narrower sections looked like it had been added there additionally and seemed to have no practical function apart from making the whole place look even more industrial and cool. Fashionwise, the two of them clearly didn’t belong, but nobody cared.
“Seriously? This looks like the Ministry of Magic after dark,” Josh muttered, scanning the place left and right.
“Exactly! Isn’t it fun? C’mon, let’s have a drink.”
Before Josh could react, Jake was already making his way through the quirky crowd right to the bar. That was when Josh noticed and realized the real purpose of those pillars, as many people seemed to use it to bind themselves or others to them with handcuffs or just scarves. He stopped in his tracks for a second, making Jake turn around and look what hindered him. He followed Josh’s gaze and froze.
“Are they…?”
“Yeah…,” Josh answered, watching the scene with an open mouth. “Fucking.”
Jake just laughed incredulously. It was a bit out of his character, but on the other hand, he seemed to find exactly what he wanted. “Bitchin’! I already love it here. Let’s go grab that beer.”
So, an hour and two beers later, Josh was trying to squeeze himself through the crowd to get back to Jake and to convince him to abort mission. Tonight’s plan was not a success. It didn’t help him with his anxiety and he was still annoyed with Jake, this time for dragging him in here. At least he was blissfully unaware of a pair of eyes watching him intently from the darkest corner.
Mercifully, Jake was still occupying his original spot, even though he wasn’t alone either. Before Josh could get to them though, the girl turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
“Pretty. Nice ass. Why did she leave so suddenly? Did you by chance introduce her to Oliver?”
Jake sighed and took another gulp. “Pretty, but painfully stupid. And to tell you the truth, I’m not entirely sure it was a girl…”
Josh just chuckled. “Does it matter?”
“Maybe not to YOU, but I got a bit more refined taste, brother.”
“Oh yeah? Vanilla is a very refined flavor. So sweet, so fine…”
Jake scoffed. Maybe coming here wasn’t such a good idea. He had hoped that dragging Josh out of that hotel would bring new impulses to their friendship, but since his beloved brother decided to continue being such a dick, they might as well just go back and resume beating their meat in their respective rooms. “Ok, prick, I think we should call it a night.”
“I was just going to suggest the same thing.”
“Fine! Just let me finish this bottle and we’re out of here.”
“Oh, but that would be such a shame, wouldn’t it. The night is young and you’re both awfully pretty. May I suggest just one more round of drinks?”
The honeyed voice belonged to two warm hands that were now gently caressing both their backs, respectively. Completely astonished by the familiarity of the touch, they both turned around to find a startlingly beautiful woman standing right behind them. Shoulder-length dark and shiny curls dancing playfully around her head. She was dressed in a latex corset, black leather pants tucked into high Martens boots – a styling not much different from other common guests. Yet, there was definitely something about her. She looked well-kept, almost royal. It looked like others treated her just like that because the people closest to them suddenly withdrew, making a special, comfortable room for the three of them.
Totally Jake’s type, Josh thought, although he couldn't imagine anyone being completely impartial to her. Rounded, ample breasts, curvy hips, round shoulders and delicate, tiny wrists, but not too much. She looked soft, but moulded by gods. He was sure Fibonacci would weep if he saw her.
Jake was completely mesmerized by her, examining her like a picture of a saint in Uffizi with a silly smile plastered on his face while she kept coming up with more and more flirtatious antics. She paused at last, expecting them to give her at least a hint of who she was talking to, while procuring a cigarette holder out of nowhere. She bent over the counter and the bartender lit the cigarette for her without a word. Taking a draw, she raised her eyebrows in anticipation, urging them to say something. Anything.
Josh was the first to collect himself. “Um, I’m Josh. This is my brother Jake.”
“Perfect,” she giggled. “Josh and Jake, two halves of one delicious cake. I am Lily.” She shook both their hands in turn. Jake held it up to his lips and kissed her knuckles, earning the crafty smile from her and an eye-roll from Josh. She kept a silent eye contact with him before she placed the cigarette holder delicately between her red lips again and took a long drag, exhaling slowly towards the ceiling.
“You can smoke in here?”
Really Jake, thought Josh. That’s the best line you can come up with?
However, it either worked, or she simply pretended to be entertained, because she tugged at one of his loose strands playfully and laughed earnestly. “I can do whatever I want here, I own this place.”
It was again followed by a rather uncomfortable silence and Josh thought she would finally get tired of them, but she turned her back to the bar and rested her elbow against the counter. She was rather tenacious.
“I’m curious, boys, are those plump lips as delicious as they appear to be?” she asked, eyeing them both in turns until her eyes rested on Jake’s pendants for a longer while.
The bold question made them both lick their lower lips unwittingly and pretty much in unison, but their subsequent reactions were different.
Josh’s eyes narrowed in apprehension when Lily finally turned her head back to him and their eyes met. A possible scenario flashed in front of his eyes, but it was definitely NOT what he had imagined earlier. It made him a bit uneasy, to be honest. She sensed it and grinned viciously.
Jake, on the other hand, was past the point of reasoning. Driven completely by lust now, he just wanted to turn her attention back to him. “There’s only one way for you to find out,” finally mustering all his courage, he teased. He really liked the audacity with which she presented herself, it made his cock twitch and he was really curious if she was just as bold in her actions as she was with her words. The look she shot him made his heart jump to his throat though.
“You’re absolutely right,” she answered, grabbed him by the nape of his neck and forcefully pressed her lips on his. Jake opened his mouth immediately and she licked into it with gusto, pressing him against the counter. Oozing dominance, she made it known that she was in charge with every movement as negligible as a simple wiggle of her finger, and Jake showed no inclination to fight it. He rested his hands timidly on each side of her waist and let her do whatever she pleased. With his eyebrows raised in an expression of surprise and surrender, he just kept moaning into her mouth like a virgin attacked by a sex demon. Well…
Josh watched them with his mouth half open, completely mesmerized and a bit frightened at the same time. Jake was a flirt, but Josh had never seen him fall for someone so easily. Granted, she was gorgeous and there was something about her that made him question his own judgment, because the scene made the muscles just below his navel spasm as the blood drained from his brain and moved to the nether regions. She sensed his stare as well as the movement and simply reached behind her to casually grab at his crotch, making him yelp like a pup and shrink back from her, reversing the process of dumbing-down just a little bit.
“Jake, I think we should go!” His voice was low and commanding. He was playing the older brother now.
That quirky imp surely could exide dominance if he wanted to, and she couldn’t help but admire him for trying. She didn’t – however – admire the fact that it obviously worked, as Jake's grip on her waist loosened and he finally tried to pull away. She wouldn’t have that. Obviously, there was no way to have one without the other and it was much harder to get under the curly one’s skin. Oh well, sigh. Life became much easier when being just a shameless slut turned out to be enough to get what she wanted, but in this case, she would have to try some of her old tricks. It would cost her much more valuable energy and there were times when she regretted it because it turned out that the man wasn’t worth it. However, the two of them combined would easily make up for it. She could tell.
So, with a final obscene lick at the corner of Jake’s mouth, she turned back to Josh and blew air in his face. It felt like being attacked by a cloud of jasmine powder and it left him momentarily stunned. Seizing her chance, she planted a much more restrained kiss on his parted lips. Her own tasted like linden honey and without any conscious thought, he licked her lip in return and let her deepen the kiss, the tips of their tongues just brushing against each other playfully. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and started playing with the curls at the nape of his neck. That was his Achilles heel.
Just when he felt as if his brain had run out of oxygen, she left what felt like a pill on his tongue and released him.
“Swallow,” he heard her say, but her lips didn’t move. What is this, he thought without really thinking, and then she spoke again: “Trust me.”
This time he realized that her voice was coming from inside his head and he shook it as if trying to break free from invisible chains, because the realization chilled him to the bone. He still heard her humming, the sound coming to him from every direction now, even though she just stood there right in front of him, smiling engagingly. Are you crazy? Why should I trust you? Leave me alone, he thought again and was about to spit the pill out, when a vision appeared right in front of his eyes. It was like watching a video on a translucent screen hovering in mid-air. He could see both Jake and Lily through it, but the image was crystal clear. It was something only he knew about. A face of a classmate from a long time ago, long forgotten, but the feeling lingered. It was all coming back to him now, all those midnight musings, stolen glances, the taste of his skin as well as the final rejection. These were the scenes from the times when he thought he had nowhere to go, and everything to lose…
“Swallow, and I’ll show you the future, too. I promise it’s much brighter.” The vision evaporated like a mist and someone turned on the music again…He couldn’t move, standing there like a salt pillar with his lips now pressed firmly together and the eyes wide open, unable to focus.
“Josh?” Jake’s voice, as well as deep concern etched on his face, finally brought Josh from his reverie. Lily, on the other hand, looked completely unaffected. With the same radiant smile, she just snapped her fingers in front of his eyes, clearly mocking him: “Hey, baby. Are you still with us?”
He did it. Acting against his better judgment, he rolled the pill on his tongue slowly and then swallowed. Jake wanted a fucking soul-searching adventure, so let’s do this. The rational part of his mind already pictured their faces on a missing persons poster, but the blithe and curious creature that dwelled in his subconsciousness seemed to take over and decided that he in fact did trust her. He just had no idea why. Maybe it was just a selfish curiosity prompted by what she knew, and also what she claimed she knew. How did she know? He wanted her to show him more. He needed more.
She playfully patted him on the cheek in appreciation with just her fingertips before she raised her arms up and stretched lasciviously like a cat., rubbing her ample bosom against Jake’s upper arm. “Oh yeah, that was delicious,” she crooned. “I’m pretty sure your other parts are just as tasty. Now…I don’t know how about you two, but I feel like dancing. Shall we?” With that, she swayed her hips into the rhythm to further accentuate her point.
Jake ignored her at first, still trying to ascertain what the hell just happened, mouthing a silent question to Josh who just shook his head without words, still a bit stunned. Even though Jake would gladly let her cunt swallow his dick under other circumstances, the effect she had on his brother scared him. Lily was getting impatient. She cleared her throat in an attempt to draw their attention back to her. “Dance!” she commanded.
“Uh…I don’t dance… and I think Josh was right, I think we should go…”
“No way! Come on baby, show your brother how it’s done!” She pouted at Jake and turned to Josh again, taking him by the hand, leading him to the dancefloor like a small child. With a flick of her hand, the music got louder and the whole room got dimmer, only the strobe lights in the furthest corner now illuminated the dancefloor and adjacent cubicles. The rest of the space was swallowed by darkness.
Everyone’s attention turned towards the dance floor. She was clearly a local star here. The owner, sure, but her magnetic presence made everyone watch her with reverence. Jake watched sulkily as their bodies swayed together in the middle of the dance floor, limbs intertwined and their curly heads bouncing to the aggressive beat. Seriously? Just five minutes ago, he wanted to get out of this place. Whatever she did to his twin, Jake wasn’t going to just stand there and watch it. He was also a tiny bit jealous, but god knows he’d never admit that.
He took the last sip of his beer and ventured forward to join them. A new song started playing, a familiar one. The small crowd on the dancefloor whooped in unison and went into a frenzy as Keith Flint’s voice bounced against the tiled walls.
Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya
He tapped on her shoulder when he reached them and she turned to him immediately. “Look who decided to join us,” she stuck out her tongue at him and grinned.
“Shut up and kiss me,” he shouted.
“Only if you’re going to dance!” She put her arms around his shoulders and pressed her parted lips on his, while trying to convince him to move to the rhythm with her. He obliged. Pressing his thigh in between her legs and grabbing her just above the waist so that his thumbs intentionally brushed against her tits, he started moving with her.
Josh did not like the new situation he found himself in. At all! His head was pounding and everything around him seemed to blur as his pupils dilated. He kept holding onto her hips with just his fingertips in an attempt to keep physical contact with anyone at least partially familiar, because the floor under his feet started to shake. The crowd moved, he got pushed aside and lost all the remaining contact with the two of them. All he could see were a few of her curls bouncing over other people’s heads. A tall and lanky albino guy, scantily clad in black leather but with an obnoxious amount of silver adorning his whole body, grabbed his hips instead and pressed himself against Josh’s butt, their dance moves becoming more and more obscene, bouncing together to the beat lewdly.
As Josh grew more and more dizzy, he soon turned into a mere rag doll in the arms of the albino, who now proceeded to assault Josh’s neck with his mouth, the spike piercing under his lower lip scratching Josh’s jugular. He tried to break free from the man’s grasp at last, but then everything turned dark and his lifeless form fell down to the ground.
With the help of two other guys, the albino scooped him from the floor and tried to carry him away from the crowd, only to be stopped by Jake’s arm. They completely ignored him, so he literally jumped on the albino’s shoulders in order to stop him. Lily pulled him away. “It’s ok, Jake.” She looked calm and stern, a stark contrast to Jake, who suddenly looked like a maniac.
“What the fuck do you mean!” he shouted, but still could barely hear his own voice due to the loud music. How come he could hear her clearly even though she barely moved her lips? She didn’t respond this time, simply grabbed his arm and motioned to him to follow them. He yanked it out from her grasp, searching his pockets for his phone. “That’s it, I’m calling the police,” he shouted again.
“No, you’re not.”
This time she didn’t move her lips at all. Mesmerized, he watched her fumbling with a lighter and a strange looking pack of smokes at the very same time as he heard those words, almost like a whisper. Lily lit another cigarette, inhaled the fragrant smoke and grabbed Jake’s jaw, digging her fingers in his cheeks in order to force his mouth open. He could feel her black nails breaking into his skin and tried to back away again. A cloud of funny smelling smoke hit his nostrils as she exhaled and his body went numb a second later.
Cooooome play my gaaaame Inhale, inhale, you're the victim
Everything around him began to spin, making him nauseous, but he didn’t lose consciousness entirely. His legs gave out, though, and he could feel two pairs of hands grabbing him under his armpits before he could fall to the ground. Other dancers around them were making room for them to pass through the small crowd on the dance floor, but no one batted an eye at the sight of them. Those people seemed completely unfazed, as if him stumbling half conscious behind that witch and her cronies was something completely normal.
Like a small, macabre procession, they slowly left the club through some back entrance and were now ascending up the stairs, Jake still stumbling like a wooden puppet. Oh yes, that’s what she was – a puppeteer. He could feel his eyelids drooping and desperately tried to fight it. He needed to stay awake, to wake Josh and to get them out of this mess. Whatever was going to happen to Josh now, he was to blame… He was to…
He blacked out for mere seconds, but the surroundings changed rapidly in the meantime. First he noticed two large frosted glass double doors, decorated in art deco fashion. The nearest pair to their right was completely open, revealing what looked like an antique shop full of various trinkets as they passed it by. The second door at the end of the hall was half closed, leading to a dimly illuminated and particularly cozy tea room.
In the middle of the room, there was a large, elevated platform that looked like something between a box and a huge bed, covered with a soft carpet. Large and heavy cushions were propped up against wooden rails that surrounded three sides of the platform. A wooden crate with a single bulk candle on top obviously served as a table. He was put down on the platform and the last thing he could see in his peripheral vision was Josh already lying on the cushions next to him. He lost consciousness a second later.
He didn’t know how long it took before he came to himself again, but the next thing he saw was Lily standing in the doorway clad in a satin bathrobe. She was holding a tea tray which she carefully placed on the crate, took the kettle and poured the steaming contents into a simple clay cup, which she then handed to Jake. He immediately refused but she was adamant. “Drink. It’s just chamomile tea with honey. It will make you feel better.” Her voice was low and calm and he took a sniff at the contents of the cup. It seemed that she didn’t lie, but he still hesitated, so she drank some and offered him the rest with an appeasing smile.
He took a sip and placed the cup carefully on the crate. Then he looked at Josh again and took his brother’s hand in his, caressing the dorsal side with his thumb. “What did you do to him?”
She watched his actions with a kind smile for a few seconds before responding: “He’s just sleeping. Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. It’s just a pill I gave him, its effects will go away soon. And before you say anything else, he swallowed it willingly. True, I have my ways to convince people to do what I want, but…”
“But why? Why are we here?”
Lily took a deep breath, as if contemplating something, and placed her hand on Josh’s thigh, moving it gently upwards. Jake felt a sudden urge to swap her hand away, but she was quicker, bending towards Jake to lick at his lower lip with her tongue. “I want you Jake. You alone would be more than enough, but you wouldn’t follow me here without him and he was much more resistant…also, I promised him something.” She suddenly cupped his balls with her other hand, making him hiss. She was now palming them both through their pants. Josh, still asleep, moaned softly through his nose and stirred just slightly. Jake suddenly felt a huge lump in his throat. It was obscene, this whole situation was wrong on so many levels, but he couldn’t help but feel fascinated by her actions. He was also willing to give her what she wanted – whatever it was – if it saved his brother. This was all his fault.
“Please don’t play games with him. He doesn’t deserve it. He…”
“I know,” she interrupted him and straightened up, placing her hands back on her thighs. “I saw his vision.”
Jake was getting more and more confused. “What vision?”
“His past desire. Something like this…” She snapped her fingers and his vision blurred for a split second before a second figure materialized in front of him.
Jake inhaled sharply. He could feel his heart beating in his throat, pumping adrenaline into every inch of his body. This was a genuine fight-or-flight situation, yet he didn’t want to run away from it and he didn’t want to fight it either. She was there, right in front of him. His silent girlfriend. Sweet sixteen. He almost forgot about this young version of her, bent over an acoustic guitar in her turquoise muslin sundress, strumming the sweetest song. He didn’t even realize how much he missed her bright eyes and raven locks. Or her sweet kisses that he never really got to taste…He lifted his arms, but his hands froze in mid air. He desperately wanted to touch her face, but was too scared to do so… and then she was suddenly gone again. Instead, Lily was looking at him with compassion in her own eyes. She blinked twice, then spoke again.
“But this wasn’t real, was it.”
Jake still couldn’t get his breathing under control, his heart still beating like crazy. “Are you a fucking witch, or what?” He was gnawing at the inside of his mouth in a vain attempt not to break down in front of this… this… creature.
She only scoffed at his question, instead demanding the answer he still didn’t give her: “Answer me!” She looked sinister for a second, then her features softened again. She could taste his emotions on her tongue, but instead of the expected sourness of defiance, all she could discern was a lavender-ish aroma of longing. It was no use to try to subjugate him by force. And it wouldn’t be fair. He was already enthralled anyway, and he wasn’t going to leave. It also meant he was even more valuable than she had expected. They both were.
He let out a heavy exhale, almost a sob. “No, it wasn’t real. It was just a daydream, but so elaborate she even visited me in my dreams a few times.” He had no idea why he was even telling her all this, but the truth was that he suddenly felt a bit lighter.
“Your perfect girl?” she trilled.
Jake didn’t want to answer this one. He closed his eyes, trying to fight off the tears that threatened to spill. A fuckboy on the outside, he had this secret dream. Almost no one knew about her, only Josh did. She kept him company when it was just him and his hand in the middle of the night. She disappeared eventually, as there was no room for her in his increasingly busy life, but he recalled her smile from time to time. And then he refused to add the song on the album. It was too bittersweet.
“Look at me!” she ordered suddenly, her voice so strong it echoed in the room and bounced off the walls, but it was no longer menacing. Just powerful. He opened his eyes and yelped. She was her, bone and flesh, so real he started to tremble, yet so unreal at the same time.
“So, you’re a shapeshifter, too.”
“Yes. Men who are nothing but selfish, chauvinistic swines, think I am a monster. So that’s how I appear to them, it is their choice. They don’t deserve anything else. I steal from the takers, but I can be very generous, too. I’ve been observing you, Jake, and I’m impressed by what I’ve seen so far.” Her voice was suddenly soft as velvet, and when she offered him her hand, he willingly took it.
This was surreal, the whole encounter. He couldn’t comprehend what was going on. He looked at the small cup on the crate warily. “Have you drugged me again?”
“No,” she shook her head with a warm smile. “This is much more powerful than drugs. It’s all already in your head. I’m not altering your consciousness, I’m just reading you, and I’m… bringing it to the surface. But you shouldn’t worry. I’m not cruel. It wouldn’t work if you weren’t willing. And I’m not going to torture you with this. In fact, this is beautiful! Oh my Lord down below, the two of you have so much to offer!”
If she thought this explanation was supposed to assure him he was safe, she failed miserably. “What do you want?” he whispered.
She reacted with a resonant laugh, while still trying to keep a kind face. It wasn’t hard. She didn’t have to dissemble the affection she felt towards him. “You should be asking what I’m willing to offer in return, Jake. You still think you’re in some kind of danger, but all I want is you to feed me.”
His eyes widened in horror, which made her chuckle, but she realized how much was at stake. She had already said too much, she wasn’t usually that eloquent, partly because getting what she wanted was commonly much easier, and partly because she thought he deserved the explanation, so she quickly clarified: “With the bodily fluid you can spare.” Jake frowned and responded with just a simple “oh.” They neither moved nor said anything else for a few seconds. At last, she spoke: “I am not usually asking such questions, because I don’t make requests, but…,” she paused for a short while again, seemingly lost in contemplation, before she continued, her face now so close he could feel her hot breath on his skin: “Will you kiss me, Jake? I want you to kiss me just like you would kiss her. Would you do that?”
The sudden vulnerability in her voice took him by surprise and it was impossible to say no. He took her alabaster face in his hands and closed the gap between them, their lips dancing together to the music which he craved and which she secretly admired. It made her ancient heart sing along. She saw a vision of a world where this power would prevail and it glazed her eyes with longing. It had been her choice to spend eternity trying to punish men for destroying it; it was also her responsibility to nurture it. He felt it and the overwhelming effect of that particular sensation made him fall into her embrace, succumbing to her entirely.
When their mouths finally parted, she stroked his cheek and smiled, weeping silently. Her dark curls straightened and lengthened again, shiny strands dancing in the air as if they were animated by a gentle breeze, even though all windows were closed. He could see gleams of sheer white chiffon flickering in it, embroidered by tiny, bell-shaped flowers, perhaps lily of the valley…or maybe spring snowflakes? He could always tell when spring was coming. Even when it was still bitterly cold outside, one day something in the air just changed and he could literally smell the shift of seasons. He loved spring. Tiny green buds bursting with new life and covering the world in light green tint everywhere he looked. He wanted those colors in his life. White and light green, and maybe blue or pink. The concept of the circle of life fascinated him and now he could feel how his own life reached a point when he wanted to step in that circle. He watched in silent wonder how her belly swelled and retracted back again before his fingers could touch it. She smiled at him contentedly. It was a mother’s smile.
A new wave of arousal swept through him, a different kind. His previous responses to her flirtations were purely carnal, and no wonder, when she had acted like a feline. But then she dug into his soul, embraced what she saw without judgment and let him relive it for a little while. He needed more. “What did you promise Josh? he asked.
“A sneak peak into his future,” she answered.
“Will you show me mine?”
“If you want me to, then yes.”
“Take it, then” he whispered and she nodded silently.
She reached down and unbuckled his belt. His fingertips spread out her bathrobe and he let it slide off of her shoulders. It all seemed to him to be happening in slow motion. They played this stripping game until they were both completely naked, then she suddenly pushed him down on the cushions and straddled him. He tilted his head back, exposing his neck to her, and she licked at his jugular like a gourmand, as if his skin was covered with a thin caramel crust. He tasted delicious. She could feel his strong pulse, and purred in appreciation. Traveling down his warm body, already slick with perspiration, she encircled his left pectoral with a swift, catlike lick, her pussy leaving a wet stripe on his right thigh. She was too much of a tease. He wanted to grab those rounded hips and just push her down on his throbbing cock, but when he tried to move his arms, they suddenly felt like they were made of lead. He tried to scream, but couldn’t make a sound. Her voice echoed inside his skull again. “Relax Jake, I want to be giving tonight. Steady on, and it will be pleasant. The paralysis isn't my doing, it’s the response of your system that still tries to overpower me. Breathe!”
He tried. Calm down, Jake. Inhale, exhale. With her warm hand now pressing on his chest, he tried to take a long, deep breath to overcome the sudden surge of panic, but it was not an easy task. The complex sensations attacking all his senses now were just too overwhelming. The air in the room got heavy with resin fumes and musk and her own scent reminded him of some sort of floral nectar. The rich combination of all the olfactory stimuli around him was making him increasingly lightheaded again. Overpowered by it, he closed his eyes and the world started spinning, so he quickly opened them again to a new, altered reality. She was swirling around and over his form like some sort of pearly serpent and the walls around them turned to nacre. Everything around them sparkled like ripples of water surface under the northern sun. He couldn’t tell what was true anymore, but it didn’t matter, because her touch felt like liquid velvet. He arched his back in search of even more physical contact. He needed to feel every inch of her, gluing his sweat-covered skin to hers. Her hands roamed over him, cool and soothing.
He succumbed to the feeling, and the tension in his chest finally subsided, fear leaving his body in waves. In fact, he’d swear he could hear and feel actual sea waves…
When he was thirteen or fourteen, he had a very vivid dream about being in a small boat drifting along a tropical shore during the most beautiful sunrise he had ever seen. He still remembered every detail of that dream even more than a decade later, as if it actually happened. She was there with him, with her back turned to him. Without even being able to see her face, he knew he loved her. That was their first encounter and all his subsequent fantasies, the whole alternative reality that he created in his head, stemmed from the feeling she ignited in him in that dream. The boat must have been leaking because there was water inside the boat too, washing over his limbs like lukewarm chamomile tea. He wasn’t afraid of sinking and the boat in fact kept floating. Everything was so calm and quiet when the sun finally appeared on the horizon while the stars were still visible above them. That’s when she started singing, binding his heart to the idea of her forever.
“This is beautiful Jake, truly. Thank you for showing me,” Lily whispered in his ear, bringing him from his trance and back to her. He could see her still hovering over him, her smiling face now mere inches from his. She kissed him again, tenderly, and he reciprocated. Moaning in her open mouth, he felt close to losing his mind, but her hand suddenly grabbing at his cock brought him back to the physical world.
Before he knew it, she slid down his body again and took him in her mouth, making him yelp in surprise. She was good, her smooth tongue cradling the underside of his head in one second and lapping at his balls just a flick of a moment later, after she swallowed him down effortlessly, her throat contracting around him.
She was too good, in fact. Frantically grabbing at the cushions around him and groaning loudly, he feared he was going to embarrass himself in front of her. Her laughter echoed inside his skull again. She knew. She could feel him pulsate against her tongue and playfully tickled one of the veins with just the tip of it while his swollen head kept leaking precum deep in her throat. In a vain attempt to steady himself, he shook his head like a madman. That’s when he heard another startled moan. It took him a second to realize that it wasn’t him this time and his heart skipped a beat. He had completely forgotten where he was and how he got there. Turning his head slowly to the side, he met a mirrored gaze: two dark eyes, wide open now, staring back at him. They looked at each other in stunned silence for several seconds until she took the reins again. Abandoning Jake’s cock with a playful pop, she stretched like a cat, rubbed her cheek against Jake’s right thigh and licked her lips, cackling. “Good morning Sleeping Beauty. Looks like your brother got a bit preoccupied here, but I haven’t forgotten about you. Want me to show you what that means?”
He responded with just a soft whimper, turning to his brother again, searching for guidance… and found none. Jake’s eyes were closed again, his brows knit together, and another moan escaped his parted lips. Josh’s eyes traveled down back to her and he saw her fist sliding up and down Jake’s cock with a steady rhythm. Looking intently into Josh’s eyes while doing so, she pressed the thumb of her other hand on her tongue and swirled it around lasciviously, before she enveloped it with her plump lips and sucked on it, winking at Josh while doing so. It made his own dick twitch again and she hummed with satisfaction. What a banquet tonight! She whooped in delight, making them both shoot a surprised look at her.
Abandoning Jake’s cock for a moment, but without breaking eye contact with Josh, she got on all four and positioned herself in a space between them, offering herself to Jake like a bitch in heat. Too stunned to move, Josh just kept lying on the cushions, his gaze shifting between them. He watched in astonishment as Jake got up, positioned himself behind her and entered her with one swift thrust. Her warmth made him shudder and he buried his fingertips into the amble flesh of her hips to steady himself. Tilting his head back, he started fucking her without a single thought left in his head.
Lily’s face hovered right above Josh’s crotch and she watched his bodily reaction to the whole situation with smug amusement.
“Men,” she scoffed. “Strip for me, baby. Set that beauty free.” With that, she kissed his clothed bulge and gave it a gentle stroke with her index and middle finger.
As if in a dream, he fumbled at the button of his pants with shaking hands. The zipper was next and before he even realized what he was really doing, he slid his pants down his legs and kicked them aside. His hard-on twitched again, as if waving at her. Joshito says hello.
Always a man who laughs at his own jokes, he chuckled at the idea and quickly covered his face with hands and groaned in embarrassment.
“Don’t play coy, Joshua. We both know you are a deviant piece of art. Show me how much. Come on.” Poking his chin, she motioned him to get up and get rid of his white shirt. Sitting on his heels now and still trying to avoid looking at Jake, he slowly reached for the hem and pulled the shirt over his head. “Beautiful,” she pursed her lips and moaned. “Come here, baby.”
He almost mirrored her own position now. On his hands and knees, he crawled even closer to her, his parted lips almost touching hers. She brushed his cheek with the tip of her nose and pressed her forehead to his. He felt the rhythmic sway of her body and started moving in unison with her as Jake continued thrusting into her deeply in a slow, sensual rhythm. Behind his closed eyelids, he could see silvery smoke circling around him like dust around a protosun, before it shaped and shifted in two androgynous figures. At first they were just some incorporeal entities, flickering around him like paper silhouettes, until he felt their touch.
They positioned themselves behind and in front of him, respectively. He couldn’t see their faces, he wasn’t even sure they had any. He simply felt their presence, and that was the only thing that mattered. If he were a blank canvas, their hands would paint multicolor waves all around his body. The vision of him arched his back and howled, the real Josh whimpered and grabbed Lily’s moving shoulders.
One of the creatures in his vision suddenly grabbed his hips – just as Jake held hers – and thrusted into him forcefully and without warning, but he felt no pain. Only exhilarating pleasure. The sensation made him gasp and through the haze of his lucid hallucinations, he heard her laugh.
A wave of panic similar to Jake’s swept over him when he tried to open his eyes and realized that he couldn’t. His mind was locked inside the vision completely; he was losing control over his body, only barely aware that he was still leaning against her. He could still hear. In fact, the noises around him only intensified and amplified. Jake’s moans and her cackles rumbled around him like a thunderstorm.
The vision shifted again and he found himself in an ouroboros-like formation of pearly bodies, all swaying together in a circle in one collective act of love. One of them kept pounding his ass, another one in front of him demanded to be penetrated. The sensation was almost too intense, and Josh let out a long, high-pitched wail. Still clutching Lily’s shoulders, his hands began to tremble again. Let go, she whispered inside his head again, and he fell back on all four. The hallucination was gone all of the sudden, and with it the sensation. Josh moaned mournfully at the loss. He was now painfully hard and needed to do something about it. He looked her in the eye, silently pleading.
Without breaking eye contact, Lily straightened up and reached behind her to grab a handful of Jake’s hair, who huffed through his nose and quickened his pace, still lost in his own trance. Fucking her with a newfound virility, his hands traveled up her glittering form to cup her full breasts. They were now both towering over Josh, who watched them, mesmerized, but also feeling neglected and empty. Lily smiled down at him smugly.
“Are you aroused, Josh?” she asked calmly, almost mockingly.
“Yes,” he breathed out and bit his lower lip in a vain attempt to stay calm.
“Do you want to fuck?” It was just a whisper this time.
“Yeah,” he let out a high pitched whine.
She fell back on all four, so that their faces were again almost touching, and hissed in his ear: “As you wish.” Balancing only on her left arm, she reached out with her right hand and grabbed his hard dick. Taken by surprise, Josh whined again, but she quickly silenced him with a fervent kiss, while stroking him.
Move aside Jake, time to share. Her voice echoed in the room while her tongue continued exploring the inside of Josh’s mouth. Jake groaned in disagreement, but obeyed. Lily let go as well, quickly piled up several cushions and pillows in the middle of the platform and lay down on her back on them, her head now facing Jake. She grabbed her knees, spread her legs right in front of Josh’s face and whispered: “Your turn.”
Josh grabbed his cock and aligned himself with her entrance. He looked down at her and her eyes brightened with joy and playful mischief. “That’s the look I wanted to see, you filthy little beast!” she exclaimed. He responded with just his bratty smile and entered her, throwing one of her legs over his shoulder. With a contented purr, she tilted her head back, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, her eyes on Jake.
He hesitated at first so she added: “Go ahead, big boy. I allow it. And I can take it.” And, without another word, Jake took both sides of her head in his hands and slid in. She grabbed his asscheeks and urged him to go deeper. Mesmerized, he watched how her throat heaved with each thrust. She gagged a few times, but it was just for the show, because she had already learned that contractions of her throat around his head would quickly send him over the edge… and she was getting really hungry. He had been almost there already when she made them switch positions and now could already feel his orgasm building up again. He took a deep breath and bit his lip, trying to hold it just a little bit longer, but the vicious bitch dipped her index finger in the saliva that was running down her cheek and thrusted it up his ass. He yelped at the new sensation and, jerking his hips violently, filled her throat with his hot cum.
Opening his eyes at last, he noticed Josh watching him with an unreadable expression on his face. He quickly averted his gaze and turned his attention back to Lily, while Jake collapsed back down on the remaining cushions, exhausted and completely spent. Lily swallowed, let out a relaxed sigh and her suddenly scaly skin started shimmering even more than before. Her pupils dilated and her back arched. Jake’s seed was delicious and knowing she’d get more soon, she got impatient and greedy. Josh could feel her muscles contract around him and groaned at the sensation. She was intentionally crushing him, trying to milk his penis like a teat. Her body started thrashing around like a fish out of the water. He put his hand on her belly in an attempt to steady her and could feel himself moving inside her. Sliding his hand down, his thumb found her clit and he started moving it in slow circles, but she grabbed his wrist to stop him and squeezed his dick with her walls again. His thighs started shaking, his rhythm faltered, and with a final, jerky thrust, he came hard and collapsed on top of her.
After he regained his composure again, Josh sat up slowly, pulling her up with him. He then looked at her, confused. “But, you don’t need to…?”
She laughed. “Oh, you’re truly precious. No, I absolutely do not need to, but if you insist, I shall want to…” With that, she lay back on the cushions and spread her legs again in a teasingly slow motion, putting her slick pussy on full display once again. They both watched her in awe, unmoving.
“...or do I have to do that myself?” She raised her eyebrow, a gesture of playful impatience, and started rubbing her clitoris with her middle finger.
Jake was the first one to recover. He moved around her, swatted her hand away and cupped her pussy with his own instead. “Let me show you how it’s done, little boy,” he winked at Josh.
“Oh fuck off, I know how to…” Josh retorted, but was quickly silenced by Lily’s annoyed grunt. “I’m not interested in your brotherly bickering. Get me off NOW!”
With that, Jake slid two fingers inside her and quickly found the bundle he was looking for, which made her nod in appreciation. Curling his fingers up, he was rewarded with a breathy moan and her hips jerked forward, pleading for more. Still watching the whole show, Josh bit his lip and dared to bend down, thrusting out the tip of his tongue to touch her with it, cautiously at first.
“Yes! More!” she hollered and he started fluttering his tongue over the swollen nub. With their combined effort, they made her whole body convulse soon and – screaming like a banshee – she squirted all over Jake’s hand and Josh’s chin.
Jake smiled smugly and playfully gestured for Josh to get the spoils. “It’s all yours, big boy.”
Josh flipped him off and leaned down in between her legs to lick up her own release. He expected to taste himself too, but her body already absorbed his cum. This was all her, and she tasted like elderberry syrup. He moaned involuntarily, almost startled. As if on cue, Jake licked his own fingers and his eyes widened. “Seriously, who are you?”
“I’m a nightmare,” she crooned. “...or simply a woman in a dream. Depends on who you are.”
Overcome with fatigue, they snuggled with her down on the pillows. Lily in the middle and the twins both on each side of her. “You promised,” Jake murmured, barely able to keep his eyes open.
“I know dear, and I’m going to keep my word. Rest now, it will come to you.” She cradled his head and stroked his damp hair. Then she turned to Josh, kissed his forehead gently and with her lips still pressed to his skin, she murmured: “You too honey, lay your head.”
They dreamt the same dream about a big house in the country, with birds singing and children running around, screaming and laughing.
Josh and his people just parked outside, all five of them. Three adults and two younglings. The kids were bouncing in their safety seats, wild and bubbly, singing Wheels on a Bus together with Josh. He looked at them through his rear-view mirror and smiled at the sight of their wobbling heads: one curly and the other one ginger, just like their fathers’. Their mother helped them from their seats before they jumped from the car, impatient. She grabbed her bag and followed them. Josh watched as she passed by his window, her hair turning to pure gold as the sun rays shone through the wild strands.
“Come on, Josh,” they’re waiting,” the blonde woman trilled. He could see his nephews slash godsons running towards them from behind the house, their distant laughter ringing in his ears. It looked like a scene from a movie, except this was his life. He turned to his right, kissed the ginger sitting next to him in the passenger seat and exited the car to meet them all. This was love. Those plump lips that could do wonders, the freckled nose above them, the blond hair dancing in the wind, tiny bare feet dancing on the overgrown grass…
Josh looked around and his heart started singing, overflowing with joy for his brother’s happiness. She was standing on the porch, watching the scene, her raven locks also dancing in the wind. She was real, flesh and bone, all that time just waiting to be discovered in a small diner just outside Nashville.
Jake’s form materialized from the dark shadow behind her. He now stood next to her, holding her lovingly by the waist while she kept caressing her swelling belly. He raised his other hand in acknowledgement and descended the few steps to say hello to his twin.
“It’s a girl this time. The doctor told us just yesterday.” That was his greeting.
“Well, congratulations! Finally.”
“Yeah, I began to think I didn’t know how to make them,” Jake chuckled, then looked back at her lovingly.
“It’s gonna be just like us,” Josh smiled. “Except this time, she’s gonna be the youngest. Better buy her a piano soon.”
Jake stepped closer and hugged his brother. This was unusual, as Josh was normally the one who initiated any kind of physical contact. He could feel his younger twin shaking, and patted him lovingly on his back.
“I love this life, Josh.”
“It’s been a pleasure spending it with you, brother.”
Jake was the first one to open his eyes, and they suddenly welled with tears.
“Josh?”
The body next him stirred and opening his own eyes, he looked at Jake. “I know…”
It was just the two of them now, both clothed in white linen caftans and snuggled together under a warm blanket. Neither of them could remember how they got dressed, but considering what happened last night, nothing surprised them anymore.
Suddenly they heard a soft melody coming to them from the adjacent room. It was Lily, humming a tune that sounded eerily familiar. It was just an indiscernible murmur at first, but as soon as she appeared in the doorway, holding a tray with three cups and a steaming kettle, they finally heard the words:
And as the night begins to die, they are the morning birds that sing against the sky.
She paused and smiled at them. “Tea?”
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What would be each of them's go-to song for sex?
I wasn't initially going to answer this because opinions are going to be completely different for every boo (and I don't know any Slovenian music they might be into) but I ended up spending way too long thinking about it so here we go.
Bojan:
Come Together - the Beatles
Kris prefers the Godsmack cover but Bojan prefers the classic.
Wicked Game - Chris Isaak
So erotic and full of emotional turmoil that it's cliché - perfect for Bojan.
Lube - Adam Lambert
We know Bojan loves Freddie Mercury and Queen so it's not a big leap to find Adam Lambert's queer lustsongs.
Beggin' - the Maneskin cover
This song slaps and you can't tell be Bojan doesn't appreciate the opportunity to think about Damiano David when he's coming.
My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion
You know why.
Jan:
Toxic - Britney Spears
Jan probably has multiple Britney songs in his sexytimes playlist but this is his favourite.
FMLYHM - Seether
Fuck Me Like You Hate Me.
Shut Me Up - Mindless Self Indulgence
I love the idea of Jan finding this song/band as a teenager and being briefly obsessed. This song is still in his playlists.
Good Boy - Zee Machine
Kinda niche and Jan is always looking for new, lesser known artists. The fun 80s pop sounds that he likes, and shamelessly gay.
Beautiful Dangerous - Slash ft Fergie
You can't tell me Jan hasn't idolised Slash as some point and this song has such dirty female vocals.
Jure:
Hit That - the Offspring
Jure gives me strong Offspring vibes and this song gives slutty stray cat vibes with a perfect thrust tempo.
You Could Be Mine - Guns n Roses
I really wanted to give Jure some GNR and this song is probably in his sex playlist and his motorbike playlist.
Batshit - Sofi Tucker
He particularly enjoys being physical to this song when enjoying recreational substances.
I Was Made For Loving You - the Yungblud cover
This is a brilliant fucksong and I think Jure would love these raspy, raw vocals.
Shake That - Eminem, Nate Dogg
Jure loves an ironically misogynistic party song with a good beat. He also loves ass.
Bonus:
Community Property - Steel Panther
Not sure if this would be in his sex playlist but I'd love to see him try to play it during soundcheck and have Bojan shut him down as soon as he realises what the song is about.
Nace:
Slow n Easy - Whitesnake
I think Nace would appreciate the classics. And the way this song builds echoes how I imagine Nace fucks.
Suck My Kiss - Red Hot Chili Peppers
We know Nace loves Flea and this song is hot.
Crazy - Aerosmith
So smooth and soulful. And have you seen the video?
I Wanna Know What Love Is - Foreigner
Emotional sex and finally feeling like you belong? Yep, that's a Nace song.
Kiwi - Harry Styles
Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect. It reminds him of someone.
Kris:
Apocalyptic - Halestorm
A song about breakup hatefucking.
Feeling Good - the Muse cover
I just love how powerfully this song builds and relaxes and plays, especially for a man who loves edging.
I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys
There had to be some arctic Monkeys in here somewhere, and of course it's this song for Kris.
I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself - the White Stripes cover
A perfect lapdance song. The yearning is real.
Kitchen Light - Xana
A heartbreak fucksong for the king of pining. It's not about anyone in particular. Nope, definitely not.
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Reaper's Crow.
🅦🅐🅡🅝🅘🅝🅖 Kidnapping, Gore, Abuse, Violence, Profanity, OCC, glorification of serial killings, mentions of sexual violence, smut, mentions of PTSD, Sociopathisim, graphic violence, torture, blood, gore, deaths, dark undertones, angst, slow-burn romance
▌This fictional piece is AU with very little amounts of canon. I understand if this fic isn't your cup of tea. Please do not leave hate comments. The story is set some years after season seven. ▌
"This is just in another series of bodies that have been reported to have been found butchered and dismembered. Two of the six bodies were confirmed to be Sergeant Robert Combs and Officer Micheal Llyod. Both were suspected to be in business with the Aryan Warriors. Police have put out a curfew for all Mottenhill residents to be inside their homes by seven p.m. We ask all residents to lock their doors and remain safe."
An ear-piercing scream echoed throughout the four-bedroom-two-story home. Drowning out the downstairs news report from the Tv. The sound of glass shattering followed by choked-up sobs and high-pitched squeals of agony bounced off the walls of the home. The commotion let death himself slip in through the backdoor like a dark shadow in the night. The rubber soles of his steel-toned leather boots pressed soundlessly across the wooden floor. The glimmer of his silver c-shaped daggers reflected across the floorboards as the six-foot-seven male crept up the staircase.
"You stupid fucking bitch! I love you! Why do you have to make me so angry?!"
The reaper tightened his grip on the daggers within his hands as he edged closer to the master bedroom door. His target, the unfortunate son of a bitch stood with his back turned away from the door. Hovering over a blood-covered, badly beaten woman. Who looked more like a girl based on her size. She spat blood across the floor, and a few of her teeth followed. Tapping against the wood as they spilled. The man raised his foot up, no doubt getting ready to aim a kick towards the back of her head. Just as his foot started to lower…
The dagger shot right through his skull with a loud crunch. The leather whip attached to the handle of the blade tugged back. The man's neck yanked backwards as his large body fell onto the floor. The layers of rolls on his stomach jiggled due to the harsh thud. The blade roughly snapped open the bridge of his nose and dug upwards splitting the middle bridge of his eyes open wide. Blood splattering across the man's wrinkled face as his body jolted back and forth out of shock.The Reaper lowly whistled to himself as he walked further into the bedroom. His once bright eyes turned midnight blue as he looked down at his victim coldly. His breathing shallow as rolled the wire around his leather glover covered hand but ultimately yanking the blade from the man's head. Warm blood splattered across his shoes and pants. Something that felt as simple as rain falling on a gloomy day. Crouching down like a panther getting ready to indulge in its prey, he soon hovered over the dwindling body. First came snapping a photo on his mobile then he plunged the dagger violently into the man's jugular and rapidly yanked it across his throat. Viciously causing the mangled bones to disconnect from the spine and shoulders. With little regard to the blood painting his face crimson, The Reaper proceeded to take a plastic black bag from his pocket and toss the head inside. As he stood back up the sound of wheezing caught his attention.
The woman weakly slithered herself as far away from him as she could. "P-ppp-ple" she attempted to beg as blood steeped from the sides of her mouth. Her sepia-brown skin is stained with crimson so much that he wasn't sure how many places she was bleeding from. She was tired of begging. Tired of pleading. And if this was her end, she wanted to plead for her life rather than plead for the pain to stop. It never did stop when she pleaded anyway. The reaper's left eye began to twitch as flashes of blood, stab wounds, and his cries of agony replayed in his mind. Tara. He dared not utter her name. His eyes closed for a moment. Wincing. WIncing away the painful memory. When he opened them again he looked around before making his way over to the bed. After snatching off the duvet cover he then B-lined towards her again. Now crouching down beside her he proceeded to turn her on her back. Which caused a sudden yelp of pain to escape her lips. Shoe parks embedded across her breasts and her collarbone stuck out of place. One of her eyes was closed shut and swollen with the size of a lemon. A large gash in the middle of her forehead.She had eyes the same color as the grease that used to coat his calloused hands. Eyes that held pain. A pain he was familiar with. A pain he wished to undone.
"Sorry" his voice was gruff. Husky with grief.
Snapping her collarbone back into place only caused a mouse-like squeak to leave her lips. She had no more fight left in her. Her eyes rolled back before they shut. Her breathing was shallow as he leaned in closer to her face. Not wasting a moment longer he draped the duvet across her body and cocooned her into it. Carefully picking her up, The Reaper cradled her in his arms. Swiftly turning on his heel, he retrieved the bagged head from the floor on his way out the room.
Disappearing like an Incubus in the night, The Reaper drove his GMC truck out of Las Vegas. He drove for miles until reaching his destination. Parking his truck out in front of the gated mansion, he grew comfortable in his seat and wrote on the plastic bag in red marker 'Stolbatch' before tossing it out the window.
It wasn't long before he was back on the road. The road that once was his friend, his freedom, his sense of invincibility and thrill…until it wasn't. It'd become an escape route and pathway to the neck job. His attention turned to his mirror. He watched the battered woman lay unconsciously across his backseat. It's been a longtime since he acted on impulse. And now he debated on what he'd do with her. Where he'd leave her.
'Christ Jackie…what'd ya gotten into now' an old friend's words played back in his head causing a grimace to flash across his lips.
Pushing those thoughts aside, the only thing now on his mind was to get the nameless woman taken care of and patched up.
Chapter Two.
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zero context WIP tag game
If you’re tagged, make a new post and share 1-2 (a few) sentences from your most recent unposted WIP(s) with zero context – Let your followers guess!
I have a WIP! I have something to share here! Ahhhh!!! Let's see, from a couple of places:
A sound pierced the chaos with peculiar clarity. A sigh from Astarion—a gasp. Small, sudden. Afraid. The dizzying whirl receded. She found stone at last, pushed herself up—what she thought was up—and froze. Sarevok had one hand clamped over Astarion’s face, his white hair caught in the riveted joins of the massive gauntlet. Astarion had seized Sarevok’s wrist in both hands, futile struggle against the inexorable lift into the air, against the sudden thrust of Sarevok’s sword-arm— Three feet of bloodied steel burst through Astarion’s lower back.
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Her tadpole lurched. Her own rage swept through her, fiery and impotent—then a white surge of terror from Astarion flung itself back in indiscriminate answer. Karlach swore, startled. A face thrust itself into her mind: black hair, burning red eyes, skin stretched over the cheekbones like a hide drum. It smiled with teeth like knives and Astarion made a noise of blind animal fear. The noise a child made before it was struck; the noise the dog had made in Rivington behind the kennel fence. “No!” Tav almost shouted, and Jaheira’s panther head lifted in alarm. “He’s not here. Astarion, listen to me. He’s not here, I swear it. It’s just me. I’m right here with you.”
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Tav ran her fingers carefully through his hair, rearranging a few curls to lie more neatly alongside their fellows. Without opening his eyes, Astarion gave a tired, throaty hum. “Your hair is so lovely I can’t stand it,” she murmured, threading her fingers through strands like cornsilk. “I’m going to pray tonight for Sune to take it back. Snatch it all right off your head.” “She never noticed me before,” Astarion managed, the words lost in her collarbone. “Somehow I doubt she’d bother about it now.”
Tagging anyone who's reading this! You! Yes, you! Do you have WIPs to share? SHARE THEM AND TAG ME. I DEMAND IT.
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Ex-BUTCHER BABIES Singer CARLA HARVEY Launches New Project THE VIOLENT HOUR
Former BUTCHER BABIES singer Carla Harvey has launched a new project called THE VIOLENT HOUR. At least some of the early recording sessions for the project have been overseen by producer Jay Ruston, who has previously worked with ANTHRAX, STEEL PANTHER and URIAH HEEP, among many others.
Harvey shared the news of THE VIOLENT HOUR's launch in a social media post on Saturday (September 21). She wrote: "It's coming. I've put my heart and soul into my new project THE VIOLENT HOUR over the last 6 months. I can't wait for you to hear it. Keep your eyes peeled for updates. This is a slower process than I'd like...but...I'm pumped!"
BUTCHER BABIES announced their split with Harvey in July, saying in a statement that "Carla has been an integral part of our journey, bringing her unique talent, passion, and energy to the band," and wishing "her all the best in her future endeavors."
Carla, who co-founded BUTCHER BABIES in 2010 with fellow vocalist Heidi Shepherd, confirmed her exit from the band in a separate post, saying that she was "super proud" of her work with BUTCHER BABIES and adding that she was "not done making music and performing."
Last fall, BUTCHER BABIES completed a European tour without Carla, who sat out the trek in order to undergo emergency surgery on her left eye.
BUTCHER BABIES recently embarked on a three-week European tour, starting on July 27 at the Stonehenge festival in The Netherlands.
This past January, Harvey and ANTHRAX and PANTERA drummer Charlie Benante announced that they were officially engaged.
BUTCHER BABIES released a double album "Eye For An Eye..." and "…'Til The World's Blind", in July 2023. The double album celebrated the tenth anniversary of BUTCHER BABIES' critically acclaimed debut, "Goliath", released on July 9, 2013 via Century Media Records.
Smitten with tales of the Sunset Strip, Harvey made the pilgrimage to Los Angeles from her Native Detroit to play a little rock and roll…and instead found herself the entertainment report for a groundbreaking cable TV news program. After hosting two series and acting in a variety of television programs, movies and commercials, Harvey took a break from showbiz to earn her degree in mortuary science. She embarked on a successful career in embalming and funeral directing before going back to her first love: music.
In addition to writing and recording, Carla has a passion for drawing and penning comic books. Her love affair with the genre started when she discovered the Incredible Hulk at four years old. She spent the majority of her teenage years holed up in her room listening to PANTERA and developing an affinity for drawing her own scantily clad comic book characters. Dubbed a "comic book master-mind" by Hustler magazine, Harvey's first published comic book "Butcher Babies" (a fantasy, horror concept surrounding her now-former band),premiered and sold out at its Comic-Con San Diego debut, leaving fans chomping at the bit for her next comic, "Soul Sucka". Shortly after, she released her first full-length novel, "Death And Other Dances", to rave reviews. Carla's art has been featured in Famous Monsters magazine and has graced the cover of iconic Heavy Metal magazine.
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Are you a marvel fan, Cecil?
Dear anon,
that's a complicated question
do I like the company? nah they mistreated their workers and had their own version of don't ask don't tell, now the MCU does the same
do I like their comics? the older stuff and some of the new stuff. It's schlock but some of them get weirdly profound at times especially the graphic novels
I do get really attached to specific iterations of specific character as my main's PFP is David Haller alter Cindi from New Mutants and my header is Magneto from Days of Future Past: Doomsday (caution it's really gory) and i considered making it Marc Spector from Moench run or Kitty Pryde from Claremont-Byrne run
Do I like their movies? Some of them. Black Panther was intersting and really excited black fans. Deadpool 1 and 3 were good. Black Widow was funny and totally not accurate russian rep tho. I prefer Collosus, he's basically if Clark Kent was a good soviet farm boy (he's even a man of steel too). I hear Loki and Echo are good and vouch that Moon Knight is decent
Do I support the silly virtue signally marvel boycott? nope
Do I subscribe to the notion that you can judge a person based solely on the media they consume? nope!
yours,
Cecil
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holy shit i forgot that a new steel panther album means a fresh crop of interviews. my brain’s gonna explode.
#i have that thing with bands i really really care about where i can't handle listening to interviews without my brain panicking#i'm just overly excited and a little ethically conflicted but it translates as AAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH#nonstop when i listen to their normal non-singing voice#i was like oh i'm just gonna watch a couple steel panther interviews while playing games on my phone to calm down before going to bed#FOOL THAT I WAS#I'M NOT CALMED DOWN AT ALL#i need like a decade of difference between the interview and the moment i watch it man#steel panther#NO i still havent listened to the album i'm still busy panicking about New Music to do that#broadcasting my misery
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Halo Reloaded: Belated Gift
In the sterile, echo-filled chamber of the shooting range, Linda stood with the poised grace of a panther, her form unarmored but no less formidable. Each pull of the trigger was a testament to her unparalleled skill, the sharp report of gunfire a familiar refrain in the symphony of her life. The targets, mere meters away, bore the brunt of her precision, a relentless assault that left no doubt of her lethal prowess.
John entered the space, his presence commanding yet understated. Clad in standard military fatigues rather than his iconic armor, he carried an unassuming box, its contents a mystery. Despite the weight of leadership and the scars of countless battles, there was an unfamiliar hesitance in his step—a vulnerability seldom seen.
Linda, sensing his approach, ceased fire. She turned, a slight smile breaking through her typically stoic visage, her curiosity piqued by the object in his hands. "John," she greeted, her tone warm, a stark contrast to the cold steel of her rifle. "What's in the box? Planning on showing me some new type of explosive you conjured up in the cafeteria?"
John offered a rare, tentative smile, extending the box towards her. "Not exactly," he admitted. "Consider it... a belated gift. I... We never really did this sort of thing, but after last week, I thought—"Linda’s laughter cut him off, a sound as rare as it was delightful, filling the room with a warmth that the cold metal around them could not quench. She took the box, her movements graceful, and opened it to reveal the bronzed heart of an Elite Zealot, its alien contours frozen in metal.
John frowns, a mix of embarrassment and surprise at her reaction. "I thought it was fitting," he mumbled, "given our line of work." Linda’s laughter softened into a smile. "John, I’m not laughing at the gift. It’s... incredibly thoughtful, in a uniquely Master Chief way. I just find it amusing—and sweet—that you of all people would think to give something so... sentimental."
She stepped closer, placing the box down gently before wrapping her arms around him in a hug. John stiffened momentarily, the unfamiliarity of the gesture threading through his veins like a shockwave. But then, something shifted within him—a realization that this, too, was a form of strength. "It's alright, John," Linda whispered, sensing his tension. Slowly, John's arms came up to return the embrace, an action that felt as foreign as it did comforting.
They stood there for a moment longer, two titans in a world of constant conflict, finding solace in the shared understanding that beneath the surface, beneath the armor and accolades, they were human. And perhaps, for John, this was the first step towards embracing that humanity—a journey he would no longer have to undertake alone.
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