#Under The Influence
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otoso · 11 months ago
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"Your body language speaks to me
I don't know what you did, did to me
Your body language speaks to me"
Under The Influence by Chris Brown
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forstw-forest · 6 months ago
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You don't know what you did, did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me.
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zegalba · 1 year ago
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'Ways of Being' for Under The Influence (2016) Photography: Amanda Camenish
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hearts4werka · 3 months ago
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Hot Tub Fun
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Summary: You’re at a party, feeling confident in the outfit you’ve picked and you’re having a good time and think that nothing can ruin your night but then when you go to the bathroom you see your toxic boyfriend with your best friend. You run to Matt and he helps you with the newly break up in his new hot tub… Genre: ANGST & SMUTT, cheater bf (fuck him), party setting, toxic relationship, hot-tub smut, comforting, under the influence, friends with benefits? Warnings: swearing, cheating ( do not stand by it ), mentions of alcohol consumption along with drugs, toxic relationship, SMUT, use of pet names ( sweetheart, good girl ) unprotected sex ( bitch wrap that little pickle up ) , p in v, fingering, cowgirl, d riding, teasing, characters being slightly under the influence, aggressive kissing, smutty time in a hot tub, slight dirty talk
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I was carefully applying my eye liner in the dimly lit bathroom, trying not to fuck up for the hundredth time now as suddenly someone decided to enter the bathroom.
It’s Matt standing in the doorway all dressed up and ready to go, rushing me to be quicker or we’ll be the last ones to arrive to the party one of our friends are hosting, Chris and Nick already went but I needed more time to get ready so Matt stayed with me and decided to wait.
“Scarlet, hurry the fuck up or I’m going without you” He says with slight warning in his tone but very evident annoyance, leaning against the doorframe to my small bathroom we currently reside in together.
“Jesus, I'm almost done. Have some patience for once.” I say, glancing at him and back at the mirror and continuing to apply my eye liner with precision.
“How can I have any patience left when you’ve been getting ready for a goddamn hour already.” I hear him slightly raise his voice, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently now.
I decide to not anger him further so I just drop the eyeliner into my makeup bag and put my hands up in mocking surrender.
“God, fine! I’m done now, you happy?” I say slightly annoyed at his impatience, turning my head to look at him standing in the doorway with his tall frame, his head almost hitting the top of the frame, would be funny if it actually did.
“Yes, now get your ass into the car.” He demands and motions for me to walk past him while moving out of the doorway, before I actually do what hes demanding me to do I do one last look into the mirror, making sure I look on how I intented on looking which is to look like the bad bitch that I am. ( outfit here )
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We're in the car, driving to the party as Matt gives me a lecture to not get too fucked up nor black out drunk. I just listen, nod and shake my head at whatever he's saying and not really paying attention to the words currently leaving his mouth instead, I gaze outside of the window at the streetlamps illluminating the streets
"Do you understand me, Scarlet?" He asks after his small rant and glances over at me from the road, I nod my head again and keep not paying attention to him but my gaze is ripped away from the window view outside as he speaks again with more warning dripping from his voice.
"Don't just nod your head, use the words you like to use so often" Those words catch me off guard and my ears listen into the tone of his voice, my eyes finding their way to his face.
"Yeah I understand, Matt. I'm not five years old"
"You sure act like one sometimes" He mumbles under his breath which delivers him a soft punch on the arm from me, getting a little chuckle from him at how non-impactfull the punch was to his arm.
"Oh shut up"
And on that note, we finally arrive at our destination. Matt parking the car in the driveway among other cars, some look luxurious and some the polar opposite but here no one cares what you drive, you came here to have fun and not to slump about who drives what kind of car.
Me and Matt enter the party and our ears are Immediately assaulted by the loud music blasting through the speakers, my friend Tania as soon as she sees me she comes up to me while Matt excuses himself and goes to have a drink at the bar which I assume is because Chris or Nick is at the bar.
We both excitedly hug each other and when she grabs a hold of my hand she basically drags me to the dance floor once a song she likes comes up and we start dancing together, moving our bodies to the beat of the music.
As I sway my hips from side to side while the song keeps blasting from the speakers I feel Matt's eyes tracking my every move from the bar but I don't care and keep dancing, I'm gonna have a good night tonight and no one will ruin it for me.
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After a few drinks and a molly with Tania, Matt and Chris that also joined us on the dance floor now, dancing to Pitbull songs blasting from the speakers I feel a need to take a quick piss.
"Hey, do you guys know where the bathroom is?" I ask trying to talk over the music, glancing between the d group dancing group. Tania doesnt even hear the question over the music including Chris who are gracefully taken over the curent song.
"It’s just down the hall to the left. last door." Matt finally answers my question, I give him a polite nod saying a small 'thank you' non-verbally as I go towards the hall to the bathroom.
I suddenly realize I haven't seen my boyfriend anywhere nor my best friend, shrugging my shoulders at the thought, ill go search for them later after I'm done with my bathroom break. Reaching for the door I attempt to open the door but its locked, I hear my boyfriends voice call out from behind the door but there seems to be something against it.
"Who's there?”
"What are you doing in there?' I say so he hears me from behind the door, I hear slight whispering in there and a feminine voice but just assume I'm hearing something from somewhere else.
"Wait a minute" He replies, hearing slight commotion behind the door my senses become heightened and I try to hear whats happening behind the door.
"The fuck are you doing in there? are you with someone?" I slightly raise my voice annoyingly hes taking up more time then he should be, I start twisting and shaking the door knob to try and pry it open but something seems to be holding it in place.
"Wait a goddamn minute! I'm...um shitting!" My brows furrow at his obvious lie, why is he lying to me right now? and why do I keep hearing female fucking whispering in there?
"Open the fucking door, Kyle!"
More commotion and whispers are heard on the other side before the door finally opens and Kyle steps out of the bathroom, looking down at me and moving out of the way for me to go into the bathroom. He doesnt say a word and just glares at me as he walks away into the crowd of people on the dance floor, I simply roll my eyes and enter the bathroom.
Walking over to the toilet I hike up my dress and oull down my panties to sit down on the toilet seat, taking care of my business. when I'm done I reach out for the toilet paper and realize It's not there, I glance around the bathroom for any toilet paper and none is found. Cursing under my breath I see a small towel next to the bathtub civered with a simple curtain.
I quickly walk over to it and snatch it off the holder, when I sit back down on the toilet seat I could have sworn I heard shaky and nervous breaths. After I wipe my ass I pull my panties back up and my dress down to cover what it can of my ass.
Ripping open the curtain I see my best friend hidding in the bathtub with what looks like guilty tears falling down her face, I look at her confused before I start to connect the dots. All of the moving and the whispering when Kyle what in here...
"What the fuck are you doing in here, Kiara?" I question, waiting for her to start to maybe explain what hes doing hiding in the bathroom even though I already connected the dots.
She picks herself up and sits up, guilt and nervousness written all over her face. "Scarlet I swear its n-not what you think..." she starts and stumbles over her shaky words before continuing "Please don’t hate me for this..." I huff at her small plea, looking at her and feeling betrayed.
"Since when was this?"
"what do you me-"
"I asked since fucking when was this, Kiara!" I yell, expecting a better explanation than her acting clueless when she knows damn well what I’m talking about.
“It- it started a few weeks ago after your birthday party.” she admitted and my heart shatters , my mind starts to go into a whirlwind but I calm it down as slight anger washes over me.
“You dumb, fucking bitch! How could you do this to me?” I yell once again, this time feeling hurt and betrayed. How could she? I’m mentally getting ready since this might take quite a violent turn.
When she notices my state, she bolts out of the bathroom and I just let her run away. I sit on the edge of the bathroom and just let te feeling of being hurt as well as betrayal mix together inside of me.
I need to find Matt so he’ll get me out of here.
Picking myself up from the bathtub I also exit the bathroom, scanning the area surrounding me I find Matt at the spot he obviously would be in. At the bar.
Speed walking to him and as soon as I get a grip on his hand he’s being dragged away from whatever conversation he was having with whoever but I didn’t care anyway.
When I get him into a quiet corner I turn to look at him and I can see he noticed my distressed state under my tough and confident demeanor.
“Woah, calm down there. What happened?” He asks in an almost calming way, taking a small step closer to me and his tall frame towering over me which sends a shiver down my spine.
“Kyle cheated on me with Kiara, that’s what happened” I simply admit through the lump in my throat, my hands immediately finding their way around Matt and hugging him tightly.
Matt returns the hug as equally warm, rubbing soothing circles on my back and I melt into the embrace. Holding in my tears so my makeup doesn’t smear all over my face.
"You want me to take you home?" He says as he pulls me away from his chest and seeing the hurt and betrayal written all over my face. I shake my head positively and he wraps an arm across my shoulders and walks me through the crowd and to the exit.
This feels like an ultimate betrayal out of a movie or show, I cant believe the two people the closest to made crossed me over so brutally. Tears prick my eyes and they become glassy by the time we make it to the car and when Matt turns to look at me he notices.
"...why would they do that to me?" I murmur under my breath as Matt takes a step closer to me, looking down at me with sorrow and empathy, placing a soothing hand on my shoulder.
"Dont worry about them, lets get you home now" He says and opens the passenger door for me, letting me get inside of the car before he eaks around and sits in the drivers seat.
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The drive to his place was quiet with unusual and unexpected tension occupying the air around us, he gets out of the car and walks around to open the door for me.
I follow behind him and step out of the car as he closes the car door and we make our way to the front door, his arm around my shoulder in a comforting way that made the pain slightly easier to bare with.
“Do you want to relax?” He asks as he opens the front door and we enter the house, closing the door behind him.
“Yeah, anything to stop my mind from spinning” I state and drop down onto the couch in the living room, feeling the effect of both alcohol and drugs flowing through my system.
“You can relax in the hot tub if you want” He suggests, walking over and sitting down next to me. The triplets got a pretty spacious hot tub for their house recently and already made a party in it a few days ago.
“That might not be such a bad idea actually” I state and look over at him sitting next to me, always when he’s near me I feel a warm and almost soothing feeling wash over my body each time, sometimes I even feel slight attraction towards him.
“Let’s go then”
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After getting changed into a bikini i didn’t realize i left behind after the hot tub party a few days ago so I just put that one, it was weirdly left in Matt’s room for some reason but decided to not question it to not come off as nosy.
Grabbing a towel Matt lended me I make my way downstairs and outside where the hot tub is located, I asked Matt to join me since I didn’t want to go alone and just sit in silence so by the time I was downstairs he was already relaxing in the hot water of the hot tub.
I put down my towel nearby the tub and walk over to the tub, feeling Matts gaze run up and down my body taking in the sight of me in the bikini. Slowly entering the hot tub I let the hot water coat my skin and I let my body relax and as I’m about to sit down he suddenly grabs my waist and pulls me down onto his lap, making me straddle his hips with my legs each on the opposite sides.
A surprised look casts over my features as my head subconsciously tilts to the side in confusion but then I remember where I found my bikini which was located in his room.
“Matt, what are you do-?” As I try to finish my sentence he cuts me off by smashing his lips on mine, kissing me with slight aggression which makes a burning sensation create between my thighs as I try to squeeze them together but Matts knee is already keeping them open which causes me to let out a soft whimper into the aggressive kiss.
Hearing the noise leave my mouth he presses his knee against my core letting more noises escape past my lips and into his mouth like he’s feeding off of them, demanding more. My hips rock against his knee, my body desperate for any kind of friction but his hand grabs my waist and pushes me down onto his knee, making my movements stop.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m just here to comfort you…” He says in a suggestive tone, sounding sweet yet teasing at the same time. Matts others hand was moving up and down my sides before landing onto my thigh and squeezing it, putting his hand teasingly close to where I need him the most.
“Matt, stop teasing me like this” I state as desperation slips through my words and into the tone of my voice, my slight drunken state makes me not to think about my actions and right now is a prime example of that happening.
“Someone’s desperate for me, hm?” He asks, already knowing the answer to his little teasing question. God I don’t know how long I can take his teasing.
“Why ask dumb questions you already know the answer for?” I tease back but that desperation still evident in my tone but I try to shove it under the teasing but my traitorous body makes me fail miserably as the pleasurable sensation grows between my legs.
“Oh my, are you talking back to me?” He opined, releasing me from his grip on my waist holding me down on his knee and slides his hand now between my thighs, pulling my bikini bottoms to the side and pressing down on my clit with his thumb as one of his fingers enters my wet folds making a soft moan slip past my lips.
“What do you want, sweetheart?” His voice drips off mischief and small drops of lust, he slides in another finger inside and starts to pump them in and out of me causing me to let out a desperate whimper instead of words.
“I need you, Matt please…” My voice becomes more desperate and whiny as he increases his fingers pace, making me subconsciously rock my hips against his fingers for more friction as I clench around them and feel myself getting close to trip over the edge.
As I’m about to finish, he suddenly stops his movements and removes his fingers. A whine leaves me at the loss as he leans down and whispers into my ear teasingly.
“Oh you’re not gonna cum on my fingers, sweetheart. What we’re gonna do is you’ll slowly slide down onto my cock and then I might consider letting you finish…”
The erotic words leaving his mouth in such lust whisper makes me clench on nothing, his hand goes under the water and hooks his fingers on the band of my bikini bottoms and slides them down and tapping the side of my hip, signaling for me to lift them for him to remove my underwear and I oblige with his order.
He resurfaces his hand but now dangling my bottoms before placing them behind him, his hand submerges back into the water and sliding off his own swimming trunks. Taking them out from under the water and making them join mine behind him.
Placing his hands on my hips and guides me down into his cock, sliding it through my folds and erupting a juicy moan from my mouth. My hands slide up onto his chest for support as I lift my hips up and down, my head being thrown back as more noises come past my lips.
Noises of his own start to come out of his mouth, only fueling me to move my hips faster as his fingers dig into the skin of my hips.
“Just like that… ride my cock like the good girl you are” His voice comes out almost breathless as my movements speed up and become sloppier when a feeling of becoming closer to the edge I so desperately want to be pushed over.
I start to become even more desperate, moving my hips from side to side to throw myself over the edge but then he whispers into my ear again.
“Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around my cock so nicely”
His words once again make me clench but now around his dick as I continue to ride him and desperately to finally finish and I can see he is becoming close to the edge as well.
With a violent thrust of his hips, burying himself deep inside of me before he paints my insides with his release and I follow behind him and the mixture of our releases start to spill out of my thirty hole as he removes his dick out of it.
A soft string of delightful curses leave both of our mouths as we ride out our orgasms together, I slump onto his lap and bury my face into the crook of his neck., feeling sensitive after the high just came down of.
He chuckles as he wraps alarm around my waist and pull me into his chest, enveloping me in a sweet embrace.
“Let’s get you washed up and placed into bed, hm?”
“Can we watch a movie together though?”
“Of course, sweetheart”
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dumblr · 2 years ago
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justintimberlakensync · 1 year ago
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Young Eminem 😋 (and his gorgeous blue eyes)
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haasmaxxing · 6 days ago
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instagram
SMOSH IS RELEASING ALL LIVE SHOWS AS VODS
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yodaddysobipolar · 4 months ago
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Wow.
Me: *googling bipolar and hypersexuality”
Google: here are fifteen articles why you’re a burden in your relationship
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lebuc · 3 months ago
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under the influence
* charisma— such an irresistible force, right?
picture Archimedes and his lever, or that heavy-duty Bobcat used on construction sites *
& how you could move one, two, or even a dozen good folk with just a little bit of that zest;
like having a force multiplier spreading by word of mouth, face-to-face or the buzz of social media. *
used wisely, charisma becomes the lifeblood of institutions, organizations, families, community groups… committed to lifting one another up, making the world a better place
& we all know how corporations wield influence blitzing us with ads of slick images, clever messaging - obviously or covertly;
making the world a better place? maybe…perhaps…sometimes. *
but when it goes sideways that’s where war, strife, confusion & despair march in stoking a boatload of tragedy we never asked for or needed.
we’ve tasted both sides of the dish— the bitter & the savory; abhorring the former, craving the latter forevermore cause we can’t escape that magnetic pull of charismatic figures. *
now - we’re all trying to craft our own personas of interest especially online if not face-to-face
seeking to persuade our circle of concernizens through books, podcasts, editorials, music, poems, pics/renderings, zines, or fiery rants. *
keeping it real, the mediascape has become a daily showdown, everyone jockeying for space, Cupidly aiming to win hearts and minds through the slings & arrows of urgency. *
“Friends, Romans, Countrymen— lend me your ears - your eyeballs, your souls… & yes - your wallets. i can make your brave new whorl even whirlier." *
i can make it happen, i swear - can't you tell? i’ve got rizz! * 8/24 - lebuc - under the influence
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tsukuyomii45 · 1 year ago
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Under the Influence - Post-War AU ObiKonan (NO MINORS!)
"You're so fucking beautiful."
I'm findin' ways to articulate the feelin' I'm going through, I just can't say I don't love you, 'Cause I love you
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Delivery for @amikotsu and @maireyart <33
Post-war ObiKonan is all that I've been thinking about lately. Yes, and by that I totally mean white-haired Obito x Konan, they're uniquely sexy and I've just been obsessed with them.
This is based on Scenario 1 from this headcanon here
You can read my headcanons about them here - you may have to scroll a bit to locate the spicy ones. ;)
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saphy-kat98 · 9 months ago
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Drew this while intoxicated :)
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tiggymalvern · 3 months ago
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When Michael and Sam go undercover at a club, Michael's drink gets spiked. This leads to some conversations that wouldn't have happened if he were sober…
Takes place late season two, after Campbell the paramedic breaks up with Fiona. Posting chapters as I edit.
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thatsmybook · 7 months ago
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This song by Stockholm Noir titled Under the Influence is played during the White Party scene in Season 3 Episode 6, whilst Simon is asking Wille for them to have one last night together, just them. Have a look at the lyrics:
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Wille is taking the 'pill' of being the Crown Prince so to heart (for several reasons), that he is making the "mistake" of being less aware of Simon's suffering and losing himself as he goes "deeper down the rabbit hole". The further he goes into the Crown Prince role, the more "cold" a person he becomes, and he doesn't know if he'll "make it home" to himself, to who he really is. The person that Simon can recognise.
I even recognise that Wille is "pulling Simon's strings and making him dance for him", as Simon moulds himself into who Wille wants him to be. It's not as sinister or deliberate an action as the song makes it sound, Wille is doing this unconsciously. But he is "under the influence" of his mother's declining health and his brother's legacy, and wanting to be the man they both would want him to be.
At the white party Simon is taking Wille's hand and asking him to leave behind this role and leads him "home", back to who he is without the influences and "this darkness that follows (him)".
Simon is also taking him whilst he's "under the influence" of alcohol, to the fresh air and cold water of the lake where he can strip back to his full self.
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thegreenmetblue · 1 year ago
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StarkerFestival 2023 : Summer Bingo
Under the Influence
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Mystic creature Tony enchants Peter, a young guy coming into the Olympial Nightclub to spend a night with his friends.
After enchanting him, Tony brings Peter in the special section of the club. The section restricted to mystical creatures and their preys.
Peter isn’t really a prey… at least he won’t feel like it. No, he’ll feel drunk in love and greedy to taste what Tony’s skin taste like.
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for @starkerfestivals 💖
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dumblr · 8 months ago
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And you be like "Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care.
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luvsmo · 11 months ago
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Influ3nc1.
silly drawing idk.......is a little concept, she has like little "angel" wings on her head, like a reference on lucifer omfg.......................................but its a little fanart heh. Owner of The Influencer: @ask-the-rag-dolly
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