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[berlinini]

some Thoughts about the 02 show (while the days of ltwt show recaps the length of essays are gone, I thought I'd share some stuff)(this of course got kinda long anyways, I am nothing but predictable!)

first of all it's so interesting to go online after a show and "consume" the show through different perspectives... I was in the pit close to the sound booth and could see a tiny Louis like tunnel vision (and not even always - I had to look at the screens a lot more than any previous shows). I had never been to such a big venue and it felt like the arenas I'd be previously - it's so hard to gage. Anyways when I saw Louis' IG post I realized how far I was and seeing pictures and videos of the venue - I truly hadn't realized the sheer number of people. Also the lights project from our POV seemed to have bombed but seeing the videos, it did create the intended effect. Also I was so far that I had to ask the gc for the color of the pants (#purple #slay) and only in the encore, when there was a camera on Louis' entire body, did I notice the shoes (unfortunately my eyes deceived me into thinking they were Nike). I missed all the little quirky faces and interactions that I now see in gifs. HOWEVER I did not miss the several times Louis teared up including during Chicago and during his speeches and I tell you my heart was bursting. I love that he talked a bit more than usual - I think he said something like "I can't put into words... well let me try" and he said everything so perfectly! The reference to his dreams and the "we" - I just listened to him and thought how much I love him. His special thanks to his band was super sweet.

setlist: HOTH safe! If I hadn't known DMD was back on the setlist I wouldn't have recognized it. No 7 :( I tolerate Angels Fly but tbh I don't understand how it's there and not like Headline or Always You or FEARLESS. High in Cali was hilarious because you could tell weed isn't legal in the UK lmao - the vibe was so different than back home. 505 still so good and now I can sing every single lyrics but in a very oh poor me, the show ruined my 5 x 505 streak this year since it's now 6. But 505 Laval you'll always be #1 in my Heart <3. We Made It is still the It Girl and Silver Tongues... I doubt a closer will ever come this close (hehe) to how fucking epic it is. Tbh I could hardly tell when the string section was playing but I'm glad I had a show with strings! Me still in LTWT mode wondering why the pyro didn't go off during Walls only to be told there hasn't been any for this tour ouuuups. The Megamix SLAYS so hard and the special effects were SO cool! I did miss the classic rainbow lights for SIBWAWC cuz the lasers didn't reflect on the crowd as nicely but the clouds and at the beginning of ATT were beautiful.

Talking about lasers I was eyeing this guy in the soundbooth that I'd never see before and was clowning about him being there for the LIVE ALBUM RECORDING. I even took notes to figure out later where he works (spare a thought for tumblr user bbrox who has to put up with my insanity). ONLY to figure out 1 hour later that the guy was the special lasers guy as made so obvious by the fact he packed up his stuff after Saturdays in a box that said "laser fx triangle C" lololol. Sometimes I think it's good to clown for nothing - be humbled!

I saw most of the crew in the soundbooth - the person I was with was trying to spot the Tomlinsons while I was looking for Oli and K and was mentally putting a check on names for the sound and lights guys - priorities! (Blaming Red Rocks for having us go down the rabbit hole of every single member of the crew)

Oh yeah the KMM lights! It was kinda spontaneous? He had a little shy smile like he was telling himself 'look at this lot' and it was soooo adorable. I'm glad I got to be a part of it <3 Which pretty much summarizes this whole show - witnessing a moment in history.

Finally - TANK TOP LOUIS WITH MY OWN 2 EYES!!!!!! And what a tank top!!! #blessed #cantspellslutwithoutlt

Everyone's been saying being a louie is for life and that just keep getting stronger and stronger everytime I get to see him perform! Can't wait for future shows!!!

[spookysmujer]

Drip, O. Diaz

Summary: A weekend getaway to Sin City with Spooky. 

warnings: f l i t h, smut (+18) 🥵

word count: 1.6K

a/n: I have done my far share of Spooky smut, however, this is bringing all my wild fantasies to light. Let us all ask thy Lord for forgiveness with this one. As always, thank you for all the love! Please consider: following the blog, hearting/commenting/reblogging on my content, plus don’t forget to turn on notifs for when something new is posted!  Ligera is meant to mean lightweight.

requested by: @okatu-trash

(gif belongs to @thesewickedhands ✨ )

All you could think of is the feeling of his hands on your body. His breath fanning across your skin and eyes burning into yours. There are no words to describe the buzz running through your veins knowing that you are about to get your shit rocked by Oscar “Spooky” Diaz. In a hotel room, in Sin City.

The night was spent well, the both of you spending it downtown on Fremont street. The bustling crowd and the endless vendors of alcohol had you feeling good all night. As Oscar stopped to get you one of those 48 oz slushie drinks and himself a corona, you noticed the lingers stares some girls would give him. It sparked a little jealousy, but you were quick to remind yourself that he is here with you, miles upon miles away from Freeridge.

He takes a sip from your drink and grins as he hands it to you, “That’s gonna knock you off your ass halfway through, ligera.” You stick your tongue out as you get a taste and roll your eyes back in satisfaction. Oscar takes your hand and you two walk through the crowd. 

You can’t help but look at him from time to time. The more you drink, the more your body aches for him. Ligera, as he said before. Once intoxicated, you can get horny real bad. As you two stop for a brief moment, you squeeze your legs together, “Que? Tienes que ir al baño?”

Oscar asks, noticing how one foot crossed over the other. You shake your head and swirl your tongue around the straw before sucking on it. He creases his eyebrows and slightly licks his bottom lip. He stops looking at the graphic tee and steps in front of you. You look up at him, the height difference sticking out like a sore thumb, you crank your head to the side and sip from your drink. His jaw clenched as he watches you lick your lips and step closer to him, your chest against his now.

“I wanna fuck. Take me back to the room.”

The blood is pumping as the two of you head back to rent-a-car,  once he leaves the parking lot, you are leant over the middle console, kissing his neck and feeling him through his pants. He is groaning lowly, trying to avoid his eyes rolling back as the sensation of your lips put him in a trance. 

By the time you’re in the hotel lobby, Oscar’s neck sports darkening bruises from you and a visibly noticeable tent in his pants, to which you had to stand in front of him til you got to your room. And once you are, you’re laid back on the bed, feeling your legs and opening them to see Oscar is stalking towards you. 

He leans down and puts his hands on the side of your head, dipping his face into the crook of your neck, kissing and suckling on the skin.  Your hands find the back of his neck and head, eventually moving down his back and finding the hem of his shirt, tugging it to give him the signal you want it of. He sits up for a moment to pull it off and falls back on you, you giggle and wrap your legs on his hips to lock him in.

“You gonna fuck me good?” A hum in response. 

Oscar pulls your tube top down, your breasts now exposed and the cool air conditioning has your nipples hardening instantly. He bites his bottom lip as he lays halfway on you and brings his hands to cup your breasts together. His mouth hovers over and he peers up at you as he takes a nipple between his teeth, tugging at it before covering it with his mouth, swirling his tongue on the hardened bud.

A small moan escapes you as he continues his assault on your breast. The low friction has you moving your hips against his body, the desire growing the more he spends time sucking and biting. You tip your head back as your hips buck up, giving him the signal that you want it already. 

He sits up to unbuckle his pants which gives you the time to shimmy out of your clothes. You don’t have the patience for foreplay right now, the alcohol had stimulated you enjoy throughout the night already, you’ve got your fingers playing with your heat as you watch him strip completely bare. He strokes himself with one hand as his other motions for you to turn around to give him a view of that culo.

You bite your bottom lip and get on all fours, flipping your hair over your shoulder as you look back, you tease by leaning back then forward, away from him. Your ass jiggles as you move your hips, waiting for him to make a move. He steps closer and grabs your hips to pull you back, resting his hardening member on your bare cheeks, you moan as you move to give it some friction. He lets you do this for a moment longer before guiding his shaft through your slick folds, an audible gasp escapes you when you feel his cock rub against your clit. 

He can feel your body jolt. You mewl as he continues to do so for a moment or two longer, you’re about to complain when his tip begins to tease your entrance, you push back until he is fully seethed snug inside of you. The feeling takes over your entire body, you can feel every nerve lit on fire. It’s when he pulls nearly all the way out but then suddenly back in that  you groan and let your face fall into the sheets. Oscar begins a pace, with his fingers digging into your hips. 

The santo knows exactly what he’s doing as he watches the way your booty ripples like waves as your bodies meet in the middle. The faint sound of your skin slapping together is drowned out by the sound of your moan now, “Fuuuuck, harder.”

As your wish is his command. He reaches to grab your wrists to hold behind you back, holding them so you can’t go anywhere as his pace begins to pick up. The harsh slapping noise is like music to your ears. You turn your face to look towards the closet as its doors are mirrors. You watch as Oscar’s face contorts the more he watches himself go in and out of you. You close your eyes for a moment when he lets go of you and pulls out. 

Oscar wanted to enjoy this moment to its full capacity. He steps over to his duffel bag and pulls out the bottle of coconut oil that he packed in hopes Sin City would get nasty and Freeridge knows Oscar Diaz can turn hopes and dreams into reality real quick. 

He steps back behind you, still in the same position, pops the cap open and squeezes it gently onto your bosom. “Hmm.” You hum as he sets the bottle down and rubs the oil into your skin, your ass glistening under the light as resume his previous assault on your mound seconds earlier. 

The oil is spread completely on your skin, Oscar even massages some of it to your lower back. His fingers slip around as he grips your hips again, entering himself into your slick sex. He groans out loud, letting his eyes close while his tips back. You’re putting in more work by throwing it back for him.

As if this moment can’t get any better Oscar thumb starts toying with another hole of yours. You moan as the pleasure of it takes you by surprise. Your experience with anal hasn’t exactly been much but Oscar knows that you aren’t foreign to it. He can feel your body stiffen when he pushes his thumb slightly in. When he feels that you’ve relaxed he begins to thrust into you again.

And before you know it, you are releasing. Moaning and shuddering, your walls squeezing him like vice. “Oh fuck.” You cry out as continues to fuck you through your orgasm. He feels his own coil snap and he pulls out and strokes himself before his seed spurts onto your shining butt.

He grabs his cock and slaps it on your ass a few times before taking it and pushing himself into your warm cunt. You gasp as the sensitivity, the both of you do. He thrusts a few times, not being able to ignore the sensitivity though he wanted another go at you. 

“You get what you want?” Oscar asks as he lays a smack on your ass before stepping away. You smirk and grab the towel he flew besides you. “More than so. Didn’t know you had that coconut oil in there though.”

Oscar laughs and hoists the duffel bag on the bed. He opens the zipper and you step forward while wiping your behind off. Your eyes widen as you see he has an array of sex toys, including a few glass anal plugs, hand cuffs and belts along with multiple bottles of lubes. 

When you look up at him to say something, nothing but a squeak comes out. He grins and steps forward to give you an open mouth kiss. He steps back towards the door and grabs the ice bucket on the bedside table, he looks at it before looking at you, “We ain’t done, gotta get one more thing before we continue.”

What happens in Vegas, well… the entire 19th floor knows.

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[httpmentalbreakdown]

I don’t know why this is in my head but I had to write headcannons for AATC. This has been on my mind for 2 weeks a whole damn month.

- Simon and Theodore want to start a Youtube channel together but they’re afraid Alvin will take over ( and he will lmao.) The bloopers and bromance from these smols 🥺

- Jeanette actually kissed Simon first, but they let their siblings think otherwise

- Eleanor teaches a youth zumba class at the rec

Theodore also attends this zumba class, but not just for the exercise

- Brittany does her makeup to True Crime podcast. Only when the murderer is a female though. She also wants to start a makeup commentary page on Youtube.

- Theodore has other interests than baking. He does karate classes after school. Thank you very much.

- Alvin can paint practically photo realistic paintings and he is pretty good at math if he tries. (People who are proficient in music are usually good at math)

- Brittany convinced Alvin to watch Euphoria with her. They so didn’t cry during the Ashtray scene and you can’t tell them otherwise. (They did)

- Eleanor starting wearing her hair out in high school. (Think mid-shoulder wavy blond with highlights) Brittany even cut her bangs for her.

- Jeanette wears a lot of Brandy Melville. Oversized sweaters, ripped jeans and doc martens are her comfort clothing

- Simon is really into photography and post a lot of these photos to his instagram.

- Alvin has a playlist for his life and he is always in MJ’s top 1% listeners on Spotify.

- Brittany acts like Olivia Rodrigo is overrated, but she secretly sings Good 4 U when she’s driving alone.

- Theodore post body positivity on his story because males can be insecure too.

- The kids all have a gc where they send memes, gifs and tiktoks

- Jeanette wants to be a fantasy/romance novelist among many other things

- Simon has perfect calligraphy style handwriting and his notes include color coding and little diagrams. (Think that pinterest note taking aesthetic)

- Eleanor will wear heels if they are the low strappy kind.

- Alvin is fluent in French by the time he graduates and wants to study abroad there. ( He’s still barely passing the other classes 😭)

- Brittany asked Alvin to teach her some French. He of course acted smug so they started arguing naturally. She didn’t think it was hot when he spoke French at all. (Psst. She does)

- Simon is pretty popular on Twitter for his snarky clap backs. He even rivals the Wendy Twitter page. ( if you know you know)

- Jeanette got prettiest eyes superlative in the yearbook. She blushed red the whole day. She didn’t know that one even existed.

- Simon is on the student council and has quite a bit of power over the yearbook.

- Theodore gets a little more witty and sassy as he gets older. Alvin was actually shocked when he told him off. (Eleanor is his girlfriend and Simon is his brother. I think that says everything.)

- Brittany loves drag and keeps up with drag race every season.

- Alvin still listens to vinyl, and frequently thrifts for records or drives across town to the nearest record store.

- Alvin and Brittany both co host the morning announcements. This means two opinionated hot heads commenting on everything. Even the principal kinda enjoys their banter.

- Eleanor and Alvin watch sports together, bet on players and shit talk the refs. Loser has to buy the other dinner. Let’s just say this is how Alvin often goes broke.

-Simon revamps his style in junior year. Think button ups, pants, trench coats and casual dress shoes or vans. Even Brittany is impressed.

- Jeanette really enjoys video games and sometimes she’ll stream on twitch. Alvin joins in every Friday.

- Theodore does ASMR cooking and baking tiktoks. Since he switched from vegetarian to vegan, he has become more inspired meal wise.

- Brittany, Jeanette and Eleanor have girls night every Saturday and rock, paper, scissors over 2000s rom coms.

- Alvin, Simon and Theodore like to play kiss, marry, kill in their shared study block . Alvin would so kiss Doja Cat.

- Brittany so played Glinda in the schools production of Wicked. She killed it of course.

- Alvin got into USC, NYU, Juilliard, and Manhattan School of Music.

- Eleanor tore her ACL and twisted her ankle during soccer. Theodore decorated her cast. Alvin wrote “clumsy ass” in gold sharpie.

- Simon is addicted to coffee and with his inventions keeping him up, he really needs it.

- Jeanette’s sophomore year includes the following changes: boobs, a tan, and curtain bang fringe and all in that order. For once in his life, Simon is speechless.

- Theodore hate watches reality tv with Brittany. They are currently rewatching ANTM

- Brittany sees Simon and Theodore as the brothers she never asked for but loves dearly. The feelings mutual

- Alvin got cheated on in freshman year. The group all had the same lunch every day. Let’s just say the others death glared her into oblivion. Even Theodore.

- Eleanor wears her letterman jacket with almost everything.

- Brittany makes her own clothes and embroiders other pieces. She applied to Parsons and crosses her fingers.

- Jeanette doesn’t enjoy Science as much as she used to. She just has so many other interests it gets pushed aside at times.

- Simon knows 5 languages and insults Alvin in every single one.

- The kids are all in chorus together, so means glee style diva offs between A + B, much to Simon, Jeanette, Theodore and Eleanor’s displeasure.

- Alvin and Brittany wrote the songs for the student produced school musical. The score is a chefs kiss.

[ayoalex]

No one asked but head canon that I have for some of the characters that shouldn't be a thing and I hope it never becomes canon.

Ruby:

- She's just a lamp at this point, it's good for practice tho

- Absolutely tried to adopted a Beowolf at one point in V4/V5 until Qrow made her stop.

- She can cook... Kinda she just know the basics. The only thing she knows to bake is cookies, like that's it.

- She listen to rock but her favorite band is One Direction.

- She may have cut herself way to many times while cleaning or maintaining Crescent Rose, she's still sad she didn't even got a cool scar put of it because of her aura.

- She once tried to cut her own hair in V4 and then gave up and just decided to wait till some actual decent hairdresser could do it for her.

- She doesn't know how to pronounce correctly some stuffs so she just call them "thingy"

- Tried to dyed her hair all red like Gerard Way... Yang didn't let her touch any hair products for 5y.

Weiss:

- Doesn't know how to drive a bicycle and at this point of her life she's just afraid of asking.

- "I don't cook, I don't clean"

- Later Yang taught her how to clean, so at least the dorm isn't as much of a disaster.

- "Yes I have a scar in my eye, no I'm not blind"

- The only fiction book she actually read was Sailor Moon manga and that's why she uses combat skirts.

- Her favorite character is Sailor Venus

- Ruby once showed her the anime and she just cried, cuz "goddamit there's way to many episodes Ruby".

- She fights everyone just for shit and giggles, she just enjoy the drama.

- She knows how to play the kazoo for some strange reason.

Blake:

- She will never tell anyone but she onced read an hentai by accident at the age of 12 and since then she has a phobia of tentacles.

- Is a bad influence... Specially to Ruby.

- She once skipped an entire day of classes because she was sleepy, Weiss was really mad at her.

- "Men, I wish I had the money to buy that" Proceeds to hack the system so the company sends her shit for free

- Yang has to tell her she can't just continue doing illegal shits now that's she's at school and out of the White Fang.

- Sometimes she just look directly at Weiss eyes and just break some shits to make her upset.

- "Blake, isn't your abdomen too exposed on battle?" "I want them to know I'm hotter than them Illia"

- "High boots? Check. Skinny pants? Check. Fat ass? Check. Ok I'm ready to fuck shit up"

Yang:

- She loves every type of music but she only knows how to twerk with classic music.

- Knows every word of "Bet on it".

- Used to watch Turtle Ninjas and Michelangelo is her favorite.

- The hot lesbian weeb, geek, nerd and jock everyone loves.

- For some reason she knows ton shit of History and Philosophy.

- She once made an essay about High School Musical named "Sharpay Evans was the real victim."

- She is a fanatic of car/bike video games like Need for Speed, etc

- Absolutely loves GTA and she used to play with Velvet and Blake all the time in Beacon

- She and Nora once went outside on a stormy day to see if by Nora activating her semblance she could electrocuted Yang so she could activate her own semblance... It strangely worked.

- She can't really cook but she's an amazing baker... Tho she only bakes on Ruby's birthday

- She has a whole archives of blueprint of some motors, cars, bikes, weapons, etc.

- Yang and Blake just used to go to clubs or bars to bet money on some dudes in pool and blackjack knowing damn well Blake was an expert on both.

- Yang knows different instruments, her favorite song to play is the Wii Sports song

Jaune:

- He loves romantic movies, The Notebook always makes him cry

- He learned to play guitar to impress girls to make him look like a tough guy, now he just play acoustic covers of Britney Spears discography.

- Circus is a personal favorite of him.

- He knows how to dance, used to do ballet with his sisters and once a boyfriend of one of his sisters taught him hiphop

- Has a teddy bear that he brings everywhere with him.

Nora:

- Fav food is pancakes but she absolutely loves eating pizza

- She always gives strange ideas to Yang since she knows Yang is a closet nerd and geek.

- She saw Pokemon once and since then have tried to imitate Pikachu attacks.

- Power Ranger is her shit.

- Hot girl shit

- If Ruby is a lamp, then she's a charger.

Ren:

- He did tried to dyed his hair pink but didn't like the result so decided for just a part of his hair pink.

- Everyone things he's the normal one of the group until you listen to him in a deep discussion with Weiss about Sailor Moon.

- Him and Blake casually bond once because of tea and now they just recommend each other new teas they have tried.

- He absolutely loves cartoons, Samurai Jack is one of his fav.

- The emo kid that is also a sunshine.

Oscar:

- "I cook and I clean"

- He just think Yang is cool and it doesn't matter how much Weiss tries to make him stop thinking that Ruby just tells some cool story about Yang.

- "Sir, they are my found family, can you please take me back to them?"

- Loves talking with Blake, she's always giving him books recommendations and she's one of the few that don't strictly treat him like a kid.

- He tried playing video games with Ruby... Let just say he prefers spending time with Ren now.

- Knows every word of Short King Anthem, he sings the chorus while Weiss and Nora rap the other 2 verses.

- He watch Love Island religiously and even has the game in his scroll.

Bonus:

- Sun made a GC with only Illia and Yang on it so they could talk about Blake but he forgot they don't have international communications anymore.

- Coco and Yang and Blake used to go to the same gay bar.

- Summer used to curse when playing video games with Qrow and one day Ruby heard her. Since Ruby could barely talk she didn't cared until at dinner Ruby said "Fuck" In her tiny baby voice and that's the first word Ruby said... Also Qrow was banned of playing video games with the girls in the same room because Summer blamed him.

- Phyrra was a musical fanatic that she and Yang just watched a musical every Sunday.

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Precious Gem

Sugar Daddy!Jaebeom x Female Reader

Word Count: 4855

Contents: sugar daddy au, slight corruption kink, dom got7, so much brattiness, degradation and name calling (slut, whore), oral (male receiving), light bondage, use of toys, fingering, edging, begging, rough unprotected sex, slight over stimulation, slight hair pulling, slight choking, soft aftercare

Note: A very happy birthday to @shaylee-summerss-stuff I know you couldn’t go out an do so much today but I hope it was okay nonetheless and I hope you like my gift, darling and yes that chat was had in the gc about this was just to get info for this fic lmao

You weren’t sure why you were always a little nervous before seeing him but you always were. Maybe it was the authority he held. Maybe it was the fact that you were going to come out of your schooling debt free so long as this arrangement stood. Or maybe it was the gifts he always left on the bed for you.

You had told him all you wanted was tuition and money for rent, that was pretty much it. That was how it started. He was attractive and not much older than you so were you really going to say no? That would have been dumb, especially when the deal you got was so good.

But he bought you far too many gifts.

You sighed as you looked at the three lingerie sets on the bed. He liked you ready when he got there, and he liked giving you some choice. He seemed to have more fun when your mood was a surprise to him. You could accept that the lingerie was for him as much as for you, but when he had extra sets for you to take in case he ripped them, you knew he just wanted to give them to you.

It was a good problem to have, to be sure. Your issue was having too many nice things. But you didn’t want to be totally dependent on him. You paid for your own phone plan and food and saved some money so you were okay if he decided to end it, but you had to admit you were in a pretty good position. You did your best to convince him not to go overboard but he still seemed to shower you with gifts.

You let your fingers trail over the smooth fabrics of the lingerie, your lips curling into a grin as you got an idea. You lifted the lacy, light pink baby doll off the bed. You loved to play with him and he loved it even more. But why not try and throw him off, make him think you were feeling particularly submissive and sweet for him.

You were quick to change into the pretty lingerie that always seemed to fit you perfectly before rushing to your bag. At least once you had tied your hair up with a ribbon for him and it had done something to him. You didn’t think he would really admit how much, but he loved to feel like he was corrupting you, like you were far more innocent than you actually were. It got to him and you loved it.

You checked the time before quickly clearing the other items of lingerie off the bed. Jaebeom was always on time for you, never late. He expected you to be waiting and when you wanted to be a good girl for him you were always ready when he got there. You climbed onto the bed, sitting back on your knees and playing with your hands until you heard the handle turn.

No matter how many times you saw him, Jaebeom always seemed to make you swoon. His hair was somehow always perfectly placed on his head. His suit looked designer and probably was. His hands came to his tie as he stepped into the room, a grin tugging at his lips as he took in your appearance, sitting sweetly for him on the bed. You watched his eyes graze over your form slowly, drinking in your appearance as he let the door to the penthouse suite close behind him. It was only the second or third time you had actually been to his apartment but you liked it better than hotel rooms, even if they were nice.

“My precious gem,” he cooed. “Have you missed me?”

“Yes, sir,” you tried to keep your voice as sweet as you could.

There was a glint in his eyes. “Is that so, my little kitten?”

You shifted as he made his way closer slowly, dropping his suit jacket on the floor and undoing his tie.Were you not convincing enough? You thought you had done well looking sweet for him. But something in his gaze told you he might be onto you. You tried to muster your sweetest doe-eyed look, cocking your head to to side as he came up in front of you, fingers under your chin and lifting your head to look at him.

“Of course, sir,” you pouted. “I miss you so much when we’re apart for so long.” You may have just been saying what he wanted to hear, but deep down it was true. You were growing more and more fond of him. He was always so sweet to you afterwards, and sometimes during. It caught you off guard how soft he could be at times. Especially when you both loved it when he got rough.

Jaebeom’s fingers gripped your chin firmly as his eyes studied you. “I know you do.” he murmured. “But don’t act as if it’s such sweet reasons.”

You felt heat creep up your cheeks and arousal rush through your body. You did your best not to squirm under his gaze or squeeze your thighs together. You knew he would notice it if you did.

“You don’t believe that I just wanted to see you?” you pouted.

“Oh I know you wanted to see me,” he cooed, his hand moving to your hair. You gasped as he grabbed at your ponytail and tugged it back roughly. His lips moved to brush against your lips and you fought to hold back your excited grin.

“But it’s going to take more than cute lingerie and a ponytail to convince me you’re not planning on being a brat. Are you in the mood to be punished today, doll? Did you really want me to believe you were going to be a good girl and let me ruin you like the very first time all over again?”

You bit down on your lip but a little whimper still left your lips, the excitement bubbling inside you.

“For such a pretty girl, you act like such a little slut for me, my gem.” He pulled back to look you in the eye. “Now get on your knees.”

“Make me,” even though it was exactly what you meant to say, the way Jaebeom’s eyes flashed darkly made your heart skip a beat.

“I knew you were going to be a brat today, doll,” his voice was dipping lower as he spoke. “But I wasn’t asking nicely.”

“I didn’t say you have to say please,” you grinned. “I said make me.”

You gasped as Jaebeom pulled you forward roughly. You stumbled off the bed and to the floor in front of him as he smirked down at you.

“Now that’s what I like to see.”

“What makes you think I’m going to behave just because I’m on my kn-” your words cut off into a gasp as he tugged your hair roughly.

“Because we both know you’ll submit to me in the end, doll.”

“Of course, sir,” you smiled, thought he knew there was mischief in your eye as you let your mouth fall open for him.

Even so he took the bait, groaning at the sight of you on your knees gazing up at him, being so sweet and obedient for the moment. His fingers fumbled, undoing his pants and letting them fall down his legs. He tugged you hair again, pulling your head back and staring down at you as he stepped forwards, undoing his shirt slowly. You let your hands slide up his thighs, pulling down his boxer briefs slowly before taking his cock into your hand.

He sighed at the contact, shrugging his shirt off as you started to stroke his cock slowly. Your lips moved along him at a teasingly slow pace, kissing along his length. You felt his grip on your hair tighten as you teased at a sensitive spot right near the tip. Your lips only took him in for a second before you pulled away.

“Don’t be such a tease, doll,” there was warning in his tone but you didn’t feel like backing down just yet.

“I’m just going slow, sir,” you said innocently.

“Go faster,” he said.

You grinned at him before taking the tip of his cock into your mouth, keeping your eyes on him. You teased him with your tongue, watching his eyes. As his expression darkened you started to move further down his cock, taking him properly into your mouth. A low groan left his lips as he watched you, his fingers playing with your hair.

“That’s so much better, my precious gem. You’re so good when you behave yourself.”

You hummed around him as you took as much of him as you could into your mouth. You pumped the base of his cock, twisting your wrist just the way he loved and you earned a moan from his lips. You took up a quick pace, gazing up at him with sweet doe eyes, your own moans muffled by his cock.

“Fuck you look so pretty like that, doll,” his voice was just a little rougher as he tightened his hold on your hair.

You moaned louder around him, knowing it would only get him more worked up. You swiped your tongue along the underside of his cock listening to his groans grow louder. His hips started to rock into your mouth and his gaze turned hazy as he got closer to his release. Even when you were bratty he couldn’t help but get worked up seeing you look innocent and sweet for him.

Curses started to fall from his lips as he guided your head, moving your mouth faster. You hollowed your cheeks and took him as deeply as your throat would allow. His grip tightened even more around your ponytail as his chest heaved and he panted between groans.

You pulled off suddenly, pulling out of his grasp. You were quick to scramble up onto you bed before meeting his shocked expression with a smirk.

“That was very naughty of you, doll,” he growled.

“Why don’t you come over here and punish me then?” you teased.

Jaebeom pounced on you. He knocked you back down to the bed, his lips crashing against yours. You felt tugging and heard fabric tearing as he pulled the lingerie and tore it off of you. He wedged himself between your legs and ground against you and you whimpered from the friction, from feeling his hands all over you, from the heat and passion of his kisses that were making your head dizzy.

You felt him shifting, a drawer opening as his lips moved with yours. And then you felt him grab at your wrists roughly. He pulled them above your head before tying a smooth fabric around them. You did your best to hold in your whimpers, feeling your resolve starting to slip. As soon as he pulled away you tested your wrists, the knots holding fast and Jaebeom chuckled as he sat back on his knees, his chest heaving and his gaze dark.

“Weren’t you serious when you asked to be punished?” He teased.

“Of course I was,” your voice was steadier than you felt as you stared up at him, refusing to break your gaze. You had committed to being a brat now and you were determined to see it through.

“You sound more convinced than you look, precious,” he hummed.

You resisted the urge to bite your lip or look away from him as he stared you down before climbing off the bed. Your gaze followed his form and you squirmed as you watched him open a draw. A drawer you knew was full of toys. You balled your hands into fists, wondering what he was going to choose and how he was planning on punishing you. 

A thought swam around in your mind as you caught the slight smirk on his face. The thought of being good for Jaebeom. Your resolve was cracking much faster than you thought it would and it had you slipping further and further. You managed to hold yourself still, your gaze trained on the ceiling above you as he climbed back onto the bed.

“Your face is giving you away, doll,” he purred. “You look nervous.”

“I’m f-fine,” you cursed your voice for tripping as you felt the cool silicon of a toy pressed to your inner thigh. Your hands stayed balled into fists as Jaebeom’s fingers pulled your thighs apart. You bit down on your lip and choked back a whimper as his fingers dragged slowly through your folds, spreading them and letting out a low groan.

“More than nervous, you’re drenched for me, doll.”

“Who said I was thinking about you?” you scoffed.

A gasp tore itself from your lips as he suddenly turned the toy on and pressed it forcefully to your clit. Your body jolted and you choked back the moan that tried to follow off your lips.

“Now you don’t need to be like that,” Jaebeom’s voice was slipping lower. “You know I fuck you better than anyone else.”

“Th-That’s what you think,” you gasped. “Being rich and g-giving gifts d-doesn’t make you any good i-”

You couldn’t stop the moan falling from your lips as he roughly thrust two fingers into you, moving the vibrator in small circles. You managed to catch your bottom lip between your teeth, trying desperately to stop the whines and moans bubbling up your throat. Your hips betrayed you anyway, quickly falling in rhythm with his fingers and the toy.

Your breaths grew shaky and heat rose in your cheeks from the smugness of his gaze. You let your head fall to the side, trying to keep your sounds quiet. Sparks of pleasure where igniting in your core, a fire burning hotter every second. His fingers curled into the spot that he knew would have your legs shaking, the toy only building your pleasure faster.

“You’re being such a fucking brat today,” he said roughly. “What happened to my sweet, precious gem? You used to be so good for me.” A gasp fell off your lips and you bucked your hips up as he turned up the toy. “If you’re going to be like this I’m just going to have to fuck you back into submission.”

A moan fell off your lips as you clenched around his fingers at his words. You could feel your orgasm coming on embarrassingly fast, his fingers knowing your body far too well. Your chest heaved with heavy breaths as you drew closer, now wanting nothing more than to cum, his words only turning you on more.

“Is that what you wanted?” He questioned. You shook your head quickly, knowing your eyes were full of desperation, knowing he would know you were breaking, more willing to do what he wanted.

But he didn’t seem fully convinced.

“I don’t believe that for a second, doll.” He smirked. “For such a sweet, pretty girl you turn into such a little slut for me. You’ve been misbehaving since I got here, trying to make me think you’re a good girl when we both know that’s pretty far from the truth.”

“F-Fuck,” you couldn’t keep your voice steady any longer as you ground your hips against his fingers, feeling as if they were moving too slow.

“And a dirty mouth too,” he tutted. “You really do need a punishment.”

You moaned out loudly as your legs started to tremble and your hips bucking against his hand. He pressed the toy more forcefully to your clit, his fingers thrusting into your roughly. You threw your head back, back arching off the bed, on the very edge of your release.

Suddenly, his fingers were gone, the toy was turned off and pulled away. You let out a pitiful whine as you ground your hips into the open air. You tried to close your legs, to rub them together for just a little bit of friction, but Jaebeom, sitting between them, kept your legs open.

“I was so cl-” your words were cut off with fingers pushed into your mouth. You shot him a glare, beyond frustrated, and let your mouth sit open. The smirk on Jaeboem’s face faltered as he stared you down.

“Clean them off, doll,” he said cooly. You rolled your eyes, looking away from him. You knew you were in no position to still be bratty, but the loss of your orgasm had frustrated you. He wanted you to break. He wanted you to give in and that just made you want to hold out even longer, just to mess with him.

He pulled his fingers from your mouth, causing a shiver to run up your spine as he wiped them off on your stomach.

“You’re really testing me today,” he said.

“Make me cum and maybe I’ll be good,” you teased.

“You’ll cum,” a gasp fell from your lips as he suddenly turned the toy back on and pressed it between yours legs again. “When I tell you to, and only when I decide it. You need to remember that I’m the only one who can turn you into this much of a whore.”

“S-Says you,” you gasped, your voice less convincing than you wanted it to be. You were already sensitive and you couldn’t stop the way you desperately ground your hips against the toy as he worked you up again, the fire inside of you igniting very quickly.

“You wouldn’t keep coming back if I wasn’t any good,” he smirked. “And I know you’re feeling good.”

You let your head fall to the side, trying to ignore his words as he dragged the toy down your thigh just a little before bringing it back to your clit. You breaths were already fast again and and moans slipping past your lips as your pleasure coiled tighter inside of you. He knew you would be very close already and it wouldn’t take long and you wished you could seem unaffected just for the satisfaction.

“You’re getting close for me already, aren’t you my sweet little slut?” he teased.

“No,” you breathed though it came out more like a whine.

“Are you sure?” his finger dragged through your folds, drawing a gasp from your lips. “Because you’re so wet I think you could take my cock right now.”

You screwed your eyes shut as your core clenched around nothing from the thought. As the seconds passed you wanted more and more to have something moving inside of you. You tried to push the thought from your mind but from the way he chuckled he had definitely noticed your reaction.

“And that’s exactly what you want, isn’t it?”

You refused to answer, instead focusing on the pleasure rushing through you, your clit close to going numb from the stimulation now. You knew you only needed a little bit more to cum and you squeezed your hands, trying not to show how close you were.

Jaebeom knew your body way too well. He pulled the toy away again, and you whined as your body started to pull back from the edge again. You pressed your lips together, trying not to let your desperation get the better of you. He might give in if you managed to hold out for long enough.

“I’m sorry,” he said, far too sweetly. “Were you just about to cum?”

“I’m fine,” your voice was far weaker than you wanted it to be.

Jaebeom set the toy on the bed and shifted away from you. “If you’re fine than I guess I could just lea-”

“Wait-”

You would have slapped a hand over your mouth if you could. Your cheeks burned as you looked away from him, feeling his smug gaze on you. You felt a little silly, of course he wouldn’t just leave you here, tied up and unable to move. But you were getting far more desperate than you cared to admit. Your breath hitched as he turned the toy back on and dragged to longer your inner thigh slowly.

“There’s no use in resisting, doll,” he cooed. “I know you’re close to breaking.”

You squeezed your eyes shut again, not even trying to stop the moan as he pressed the toy between your legs again. Your hips bucked up, your clit far more sensitive now and your neediness only building stronger. The frustereing was slipping away into pure desperation.

“I know how badly you want to cum, precious,” his voice was sweeter as he read your body, listened to your moans. He knew just as well as you did that you were about to give in. He brought the toy against you for only moments at a time before pulling it away again, your hips chasing the feeling every time.

“But I’m not quite done yet. And I know you don’t want to cum like this.” You whined as he brought one finger to tease your entrance, dipping in not nearly far enough and only serving to make you more needy. He was keeping you right on the edge now, not giving you time to rest. You could cum any second if he just gave you a little more.

“Do you, doll? Do you want to cum from this little toy and one finger?”

You bit down hard on your lip, feeling the tears stinging at your eyes and trying with your last thread of determination to hold out, but each time the toy pulled away, his fingers moved out of you, you only wanted them back even more.

“Answer me,” he growled.

“N-No,” you whined. You could feel your legs trembling, your core dripping from how turned on you were, how close. “I want to c-cum on your cock,” you whimpered. “Please, I need to cum so b-badly.”

Your voice stumbled as he pressed the toy between your legs again.

“Look at me, doll.” You forced your eyes open. Tears clung to your lashes as you gazed at him. “There’s my precious gem. Now tell me properly. I’m not convinced you’re going to be a good girl for me.”

“P-Please, please sir,” you whined, fully giving in. “Please I need your cock. I need you to fuck me I need to cum so badly. I’ll be s-so good for you I promise! I’ll listen and I’ll cum as many t-times as you want or wait u-until you tell me to. P-Please I n-need you so badly.”

“Are you sure?” he cut in. “You seemed pretty confident that you could get better somewhere else.”

You shook your head quickly. “P-Please, you’re the o-only one who f-fucks me this good. I only w-want you. N-N-No one else makes me f-feel so g-good.”

You whined and felt tears slip down your cheeks as he pulled his hands away from your core. You gave him the most desperate, pleading look you could muster. He couldn’t leave you hanging now. You watched with hope waning as he got off the bed and put the toy away, smirking at how you squirmed on the bed, keeping your legs apart without him having to tell you. He moved towards your wrists and you sighed as you undid them, pressing a far too gentle kiss to each before releasing them.

Jaebeom climbed on the bed, he braced himself on his hands over you, taking in your form, the desperation on your face and the way your legs trembled just a bit but you held them open for him.

“You look so good like this, precious,” he hummed. “So cute, but I haven’t seen much of your pretty ass. Get on your hands and knees, doll.”

You did as you were told quickly, all too eager for him to finally fuck you. You felt his hands smooth over your ass, his hips pressing against you and you wiggled your hips, earning a chuckle from him.

“I knew you could be good for me, precious,” he cooed, aligning himself with your entrance.

“Yes sir,” you hummed. “Pleas-”

A moan cut through your words as he pushed into you in one smooth thrust. You felt your arms shake and you clenched around him, earning a groan as your head spun from the stretch and you pressed your hips back, wanting more. His hands gripped your hips tightly before he thrust into you roughly.

Wonton moans left your lips as he set a quick, rough pace. You did your best to hold yourself up on your shaky arms as pleasure burst through your body. Each thrust sent stars exploding behind your eyelids and drew more sounds from your lips. Jaebeom’s low groans and near growls mixed with your own sounds in the steamy air of the room.

“You look so fucking good like this, doll,” his voice was rough and the sound just had you clenching around him again. At least the sound of it gave away how close he already was from how he’d been teasing you. And from how you’d teased him.

“So cute when you finally give in. This is what happens when you’re good, precious.”

You gasped as you felt his fingers in your hair and he tugged back sharply. Your back slammed against his chest and you gasped  as he brought a hand up to your throat, holding you there and just pressing down a little as his hips snapped into you.

“When you’re good, you get fucked just how you want.”

Your hands searched for anything at all to brace yourself on as you let your head fall back against his shoulder. The new angle drew moans from your lips as he gripped your hip tightly in one hand, the other staying around your throat. He kept his lips by your ear, his voice a rough growl that had you clenching around him each time he spoke.

“You always get so desperate by the time I fuck you,” he said. “You’re such a pretty little whore for me, aren’t you?”

“Y-Yes sir,” you gasped. 

“Isn’t this what you wanted, doll?”

“H-Harder,” you whimpered. You knew you were in no place to be making demands but you knew you wanted more and a simple request would get you just that.

Jaebeom let you go and you fell to the bed with a gasp. Your arms only barely caught you and gave out a second later as he slammed his hips into you roughly, the angle taking his cock deeper than a moment ago. You cried out at the feeling, his hand gripping your hair and turning your head roughly so your moans weren’t muffled.

“You’re really going to make me fuck the brat out of you, doll,” he growled.

You felt him lean forward and tears sprung to your eyes as he wrapped an arm around you and started to rub your clit quickly. The pleasure that sparked from his touch and rushed through you along with the feeling of him thrusting into you was overwhelming and you felt tears slip from your eyes as broken moans cascaded from your lips.

Your legs started to shake and you cried out, clenching down hard around him as you finally came. Stars burts behind your eyelids as you grabbed weakly at the bed. Pleasure crashed over you in a wave that had you sinking into shaky bliss as moans left your lips and Jaebeom held your hips up. 

Your moans turned to whiny whimpers when his hips didn’t let up. You shook and gasped, taking in his moans as he chased his orgasm, your body far too overwhelmed to speak, until he was cumming deep inside you with a low groan of your name that had you clenching around him one more time.

His hands were gentle as he let you down onto the bed. He disappeared for a moment before coming back. You whimpered, tears slipping from your eyes as you felt him cleaning up the cum leaking out of you. He hushed you quietly, his voice far more gentle as he cooed at you and told you what a good job you’d done for him.

You gazed at him blearily as he climbed onto the bed next to you and dabbed away your sweat with a warm washcloth.

“There’s my pretty baby. Are you okay, precious?”

You nodded sleepily and closed your eyes again. Jaebeom pulled you on top of himself, wrapping his arms around you securely and pressing kisses to your head.

“You did so well for me,” he hummed. “You’re always so much fun.”

“I try,” you mumbled, your voice was a little hoarse and he was quick to grab water on the night table with a straw for you to drink. You took a few sips before nuzzling into his chest. You felt far more comfy in his arms that you should have but you didn’t want to think about that. For now, you thought about his soft humming and his strong arms and his warmth and the way it all made your heart swell as you drifted off to sleep.

[wildsayeed]

The Kamilah Stans gc’s Revival Story

i’d devour you i’d devour you I want to be your forever I'm her queen shes mine mewling mortal spread your legs survive this and we’ll talk *red eyes and blood smeared over one gorgeous cheek* You come at the Queen, you best not miss pain is the price of love🥺 you ruined my jacket *kicks a MAN through a wall* Did you just claim me? Every first kiss comes with the certainty that there will one day be a last Kamilah: Wozziez, Diana. You are perf, i love u forever. Pls be mine. ...cheeky i’ll kill you myself I don’t know who that is. But yes. I’ve been with a warrior. And her ass was definitely not bad Kamilah: I'm thirsty. Diana: -plucks a straw into her vein- it took finding u to make me a wife *heart eyes* its vaguely... cheeselike i lo- Diana: omg, Kamilah. Pls bring some McCdonalds tonite. 😍😘 Kamilah: No. relax, girl I won’t bite u...yet you scumbug, have three seconds to remove yourself from my field vision or I’ll crush your head between my palms *kamilah smiles with red eyes and fangs* Kamilah gave one glance into the gc and left with a very disgusted face. not as much as I’ll miss you *halfway into sex* what was that? but then she looks back and winks, and all the gays die *pees her pants before Kamilah even looks at her* priya: “i’m going to choke the absolute life out of you, sayeed” kamilah: “try mE” Diana: PLEASE PRIYA. CHOKE ME!! KAMILAH, WATCH! beg for it You might as well pour me a glass. I need it after seeing Aiko. good girl i’ll burn the whole world down just to keep you safe. foreplay welcome to clan sayeed I think all this time I was searching for you and I didn't even knew it! oh sweet human thing... we've just begun on your hands and knees be good. you don’t know who’s watching Kamilah rock and roll you talk too much *Kamilah shocked* You are alive! *After one second* *smiles* You are alive! you know what your problem is lacroix? you never learned how to respect your elders god. how can one person be so beautiful

From: kamilah stans

Story recorded by @storybot, written by @wildsayeed, @sayeedbound, @skylarkxxyy, @cheeto-choices, @witchesplayatnight, @xbobbatea, @toomuchdaydreams, @rice-wifee, and @ayushics

[lindsglenne]

Music was a huge part of my upbringing—we are a music kind of family. My first cassette tape that I bought myself was Jewel’s Pieces of Me and my first CD was No Doubt’s Tragic Kingdom. Most parents either listened to a lot of oldies or the local pop and Top 40 station on the radio. My parents weren’t going to sacrifice their ears to Britney Spears and N’SYNC, so we had to listen to what they wanted to hear—current alternative rock as well as classic rock.  Boy bands and pop stars just weren’t a part of my life, except for the greats like Spice Girls and Destiny’s Child.

Other kids thought I was weird. In elementary school, kids called me goth because all I wore were band shirts and studded wrist bands. Blink -182 was my favorite band by age six or seven. I had a poster up of one of the lead singers, Mark Hoppus, up on the ceiling over my bed. From the years 2001-2004, I carried around a double CD wallet that had a capacity of about 50 disks and my portable CD player with me everywhere—every day to school, long car rides, the dance studio. I was in that early teen angst mood and it translated through my music taste. My sister was pretty much the same, but she did like more of the whinier bands like Dashboard Confessional and My Chemical Romance more. None of my close friends were into to this kind of music, so it was a way for my sister and I to bond.

I was driving in my mom’s new Mini Cooper Countryman the other day, taking advantage of her nice and comfy car. Much to her chagrin, I borrow it a few times a week. It’s much nicer than my 2007 old man gold Camry, but most importantly, it’s so I can listen to her Sirius XM satellite radio. My favorite stations are Pop2K and PopRocks, two stations dedicated to giving me all the nostalgia feels I needed. As I was driving, an old My Chemical Romance song popped up on Pop2K and I was instantly transformed back to middle school. The days of emo, pop-punk music and endless trips to Hot Topic.

The past few weeks, I’ve been feeling very nostalgic. I’ve been going back and listening to some of these bands, wishing I could go back to simpler times where the biggest tragedy is that my Good Charlotte CD won’t stop skipping during my favorite song. So let me take you on a trip down memory lane as I list my favorite albums from this important and emotional time of my life.

Rock Steady – No Doubt (01)

In no way my favorite No Doubt album, but still had some great songs.

Fave Tracks: “Hella Good”, “Running”

Take Off Your Pants and Jacket – Blink-182 (01)

I didn’t get the title pun until many, many years later. This is one of my favorite albums of all time. I think every single song is a knock-out. This is when they started getting more serious in their songwriting, but still having fun and staying true silly selves.

Fave Tracks: “Anthem, Part 2”, “Stay Together for the Kids”, “Reckless Abandon”, “Please Take Me Home”

The Young and the Hopeless �� Good Charlotte (02)

Good Charlotte were my boys back in the day! I was a major fan during this album. They toured with New Found Glory and I got to go with my two guy friends at the time plus my sister and her two friends. The poor mother that had to deal with us…

Fave Tracks: “The Anthem”, “Wondering”, “The Young and the Hopeless”

Sticks and Stones – New Found Glory (02)

NFG was a lot like Good Charlotte. If you had to ask me back then what my favorite bands were, it would be a three-way tie with Blink, GC, and NFG.

Fave Tracks: “Understatement”, “Something I Call Personality”

Drunk Enough to Dance – Bowling for Soup (02)

What a fun band! My sister introduced them to me when this album came out. They are kind of a precursor to Fountains of Wayne’s “Stacey’s Mom”. They are super silly and catchy.

Fave Tracks: “I Don’t Wanna Rock”, “Emily”, “Running From Your Dad”

Drunken Lullabies – Flogging Molly

Irish punk! Best played very, very loud. I got to see them live in a small club in Oregon and it was such a blast.

Fave Tracks: “Drunken Lullabies”, “What’s Left of the Flag”, “Rebels of the Scared Heart”

Box Car Racer – Box Car Racer (02)

A lot of people have never even heard of Box Car Racer, especially because they were only around for a few years. Their only album (*tear*) was comprised of Tom DeLonge and Travis Barker of Blink-182 and David Kennedy of Hazen Street. Tom created this side project when Blink-182’s tour dates were postponed due to 9/11. There is definitely a different sound compared to Blink and it also displayed much darker lyrics that helped to inform Blink’s next album. Every single song is incredible. I’m still bitter that I didn’t get to go to their concert with my sister.

Fave Tracks:  “I Feel So”, “Watch the World”, “There Is”

Blink-182 – Blink-182 (03)

I feel like this was Blink at their peak. They were no longer the goofy boys running naked down the street. People started to take them really serious as a band. A few years ago, they did a few shows in LA for the 10 year anniversary of this album and they played it in it’s entirety. Even though we were in the literal last row, my sister and I had a blast.

Fave Tracks: “I Miss You”, “Violence”, “Always”

Deja Entendu – Brand New (03)

This is probably the farthest I go in the Emo music genre. The songs are a little whiney/screamy but in a way that rips your heart out. I always put on this album when I need to drown out the rest of the world.

Fave Tracks: “Sic Transit Glory…Glory Fades”, “The Quiet Things That Know One Ever Knows”, “Jaws Theme Swimming”

American Idiot – Green Day (04)

The album that seriously brought punk rock to the forefront during the 00’s. They went super hard with their politics and weren’t afraid to share their opinions. I had been listening to Green Day for most of my life—I don’t remember a time when they weren’t being played on the radio or in the house. I have to admit, I was one of those people who got mad when this album blew up and brought in crazy super fans that had never even heard of the bands earlier stuff. I was a music snob.

Fave Tracks: “Jesus of Suburbia”, “St. Jimmy”, “Give Me Novacaine”

Honorable Mentions:

Survivor – Destiny’s Child (01)

The best album Destiny’s Child ever released. Hands down.

Fave Tracks: “Survivor”, “Nasty Girl”, “Emotion”

Dangerously in Love – Beyonce (03)

MY GIRL! I’ve been in love of Destiny’s Child from the beginning and when Beyonce stepped out on her own, I knew it would be big. I mean, I didn’t realize then that she would become basically royalty, but Queen Bey forever. I still lose my mind when “Crazy in Love” comes on the radio.

Fave Tracks: “Crazy in Love”, “Naughty Girl”, “Baby Boy”

Confessions – Usher (04)

I don’t know why I loved this album so much. It was a huge leap from the rest of the music I was listening to at this time, but I would jam out to this album in the backseat of my parents’ car. This was also peak bar/bat mitzvah season, dancing on the dance floor to “Yeah!”

Fave Tracks: “Confessions, Part II”, “Burn”, “Caught Up”

I hope you enjoyed my little trip down memory lane. Next week, I’m going to post my favorite songs from my middle school years. This was so fun!

The Music of My Adolescence – Albums Music was a huge part of my upbringing—we are a music kind of family. My first cassette tape that I bought myself was Jewel’s…

[greattonyrobberyof2017]

The Day Great Comet Stopped the Show

Yup. I was there. Sunday the 23rd of August

It was a last minute decision to go, since my friends and I were just going into the city to see Thomas Sanders and then we were going to go home. And then when they announced the show was going to close, I knew I needed to convince my friends to go see it with me again. 

And low and behold, I did. 

We sat in the rear mezz, two rows behind the only platform in the mezzanine. 

It was a memorable show if you ignore the fact that the sound system went out, so I’m just going to go through the whole show. 

-I can’t remember who threw a dumpling at me, but I saw them afterwards and told them I really appreciated it.

-YOU CAN SEE LITERALLY EVERYTHING FROM THE REAR MEZZ IT’S AMAZING 

-Shoba was on as Natasha, and let me tell you she is so freaking amazing. I absolutely loved her performance. 

-Brittain Ashfore as Sonya literally blew me away she was more amazing then the cast recording(I saw Ingrid the first time)

-The Opera was even weirder the second time 

-A threesome happened right in front of us during The Duel. My friends and I were thoroughly shook. 

-Scott’s Dust and Ashes were absolutely amazing(I think Oak’s was better, but I think overall, I think Scott may be my favorite Pierre)

-Seeing the entire cast up in the mezz singing Dust and Ashes with Pierre was amazing

-Amber Grey killed me once again 

-Letters is a much more static number than I remember it. 

-Shoba’s Natasha&Sonya was SO AMAZING I LOVED IT 

-Now we get to the Abduction sequence. I raise my glass with my $10 soda, and Brittain Ashfore comes by and clinked it. 

-During the “goodbye my gypsy lovers” I was rocking back and forth and singing. One of the ensemble members saw me singing, smiled, and nodded at me before continuing to do her thing. 

-When Lucas had everyone sit down, he sat down and was panting. The girl he sat next to held out her water bottle. He just looked at her and she looked back. Then he took the water and chugged half of it. Then he handed it back. Then when he was holding out his hands getting ready to tell everyone it was alright to start dancing again, the girl held out her hands too. Lucas broke character. 

-Now the part you’ve all been waiting for. Just as In My House was starting, the mics started going out(I never realized how quiet everything is without them). You couldn’t hear what anyone was saying. Then the announcement came over that we were going to have another brief intermission. At one point, someone yelled “I LOVE YOU GRACE” and everyone started cheering. Then they told all the actors to go backstage. 

-Scott, however, did not go backstage. He just stayed at his desk. The theater was pretty quiet, so I just yelled “HI SCOTT!” and waved to him. He waved back and everyone started clapping. 

-Then someone in another part of the mezz stood up, started clapping and singing Anatole’s “wooooOOAAAoooooAAAAooooAAAAAOooooAAAAooooooOOOOOoooooh”. Just about the entire mezz joined in. (on GC insta live stream)

-Then someone onstage started a wave (also on GC’s insta live stream)

-Also, apparently Ben Stiller was there doing the wave as well. 

-Then the show started again right at the very end of The Abduction when Anatole is at the top of the stairs. 

-After all the actors were in place, Lucas said “does anyone remember what happened?)

–We learned at the stage door via Nick C. that while they were sitting backstage waiting for the sound problem to be fixed, Lucas sat there and was like *clever smile* “I have a line”

-After Natasha freaks out because she poisoned herself, Brittain goes bolting off the stage in a dead sprint after her. From what I remember of Ingrid, her run was less urgent. 

-Andrey is such a cold and bitter character but Nick B. couldn’t be a sweeter human being. 

-The curtain call was really really short. They didn’t even play any music. I’m assuming it was shortened because of the sound problem, but I didn’t get to stand and applaud them all for 5 minutes. 

-The only main characters that didn’t come to the stage door were Grace and Amber. But I got to meet Lucas and Brittain and Paul this time which I was really happy about because I didn’t get to meet them last time. 

You know what really sucks? I almost recorded audio of this show. When I found out there was audio of Scott as Pierre out there, I didn’t want to risk taking it since I didn’t really have anywhere good to hide my phone. Now I’m regretting the fact that I didn’t. If anyone was smarter than I and took the audio please let me know

[yahoo-style-canada]

Malia Obama ditches pants for a day out in NYC

Celebrity fashion can certainly be questionable at the best of times -- and we’re all for experimentation. But these celebs took it to the next level when they decided to forgo a basic component of an outfit: pants!

Click through the gallery above so see who opted out of wearing pants and let us know what you think by tweeting to @YahooStyleCA. 

Malia Obama

Hands up if you’re ready for spring? Malia Obama certainly is! Earlier this week, the 18-year-old stepped out in New York City in a warm weather-ready denim shirtdress -- or uh, maybe just a shirt. The leggy beauty totally rocks it, especially when paired with laid-back black Converse and a backpack. (Photo by Splash News)

Bella Hadid

While out for dinner with sis Gigi Hadid in Paris, Bella wore a graphic Tommy Hilfiger T-shirt combined with a colour-blocked Tommy jacket -- and not much else. She finished off the barely-there look with fishnets and over-the-knee boots. If anyone can pull off the pantsless look, it’s gotta be Bella. 

Chrissy Teigen

While out and about with her adorable daughter Luna, the leggy model combined knee-high wedge boots and a long black cardigan with what seems like just an oversized sweater. FYI: she was actually wearing black denim short shorts, but if anyone can pull off the no pants look, it’s Chrissy. Work it, girl. (Photo by Splash News)

Jennifer Lopez

J. Lo is “feeling empowered” -- and looking amazing! She posted this sexy snap, showing off her killer body, on Instagram, hashtagging #loveyourselffirst #feelingempowered #healthybodyhealthymind” (Photo via Instagram/jlo)

Lady Gaga

For a photocall in Japan to promote her new album, Gaga showed up wearing a silver T-shirt with strategically-placed fringe detailing, combined with a pink blazer and her go-to pink fedora. (Photo by Splash News)

Jennifer Lopez

We all know J. Lo has a killer derriére -- so we’re glad to see she knows it, too. The 47-year-old singer wore this look for the Jennifer Lopez Gets Loud For Hillary Clinton concert this past weekend -- and she paid tribute to the dress’s designer, Fausto Puglisi, on Instagram, saying: “Thank u @faustopuglisi_wow for my beautiful outfit!!! #peekaboo” (Photo via Instagram/jlo)

Alessandra Ambrosio 

The 35-year-old model stepped out for a fitting in Manhattan on Nov. 1 wearing thigh-high boots, a dangerously short turtleneck “dress” and a velvet coat. Because when you’re a Victoria’s Secret Angel....you don’t really need pants. (Photo by Splash News)

Kourtney Kardashian 

For a night out with Kardashian Klan pal Jonathan Cheban, the oldest Kardashian sister stepped out in vintage Metallica T-shirt and thigh-high blue velvet boots. (Photo by Bello / Splash News)

Eva Longoria

A the Hollywood tribute to Hispanic achievements in television, Longoria nailed the white, double-breasted blazer but skipped out on the tuxedo pants. (Photo by Paul Archuleta/FilmMagic)

Hailey Baldwin

Not the first time the young model has not bothered with bottoms. We almost witnessed a wardrobe malfunction during Paris fashion week when she stepped out in wearing only a pair of thigh-high boots and fringed top. (Photo by Timur Emek/Getty Images)

Rihanna

We’re not saying that a belted shirt can’t serve as a dress, but when Ri has to use her purse to hold it down in front, you know that pants (or even leggings) may have been in order. (Photo by NCP/Star Max/GC Images)

Kendall Jenner

When you have legs like this, we can understand the appeal of showing them off. Which is exactly what Kendall did when she stepped out in a camo tee and jean jacket. (Photo by Josiah Kamau/BuzzFoto via Getty Images)

Rita Ora

A simple denim shirt for Rita Ora while wandering around New York City. (Photo by James Devaney/GC Images)

Vanessa Hudgens

Short dress or long top? You be the judge. (Photo by BG009/Bauer-Griffin/GC Images)

Lady Gaga

We guess these could be considered hot pants? (Photo by James Devaney/GC Images)

Lily Collins

The young actress loved this Stella McCartney bomber so much so didn’t bother wearing anything else. (Photo by Steve Granitz/WireImage)

Cara Delevingne

Perhaps this is a bathing suit... (Photo by gotpap/Bauer-Griffin/GC Images)

Ariel Winter 

The teen star is never one to shy away from showing a little leg... or more. (Photo by JB Lacroix/WireImage)

[moonlitmoth]

1975, cry baby, 11:11

1975: What’s the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

Back in high school at a casual dance, my friends and I would usually be wallflowers until the DJ would play some 80′s music (because we weren’t into any of the current rap and hip hop stuff) and the DJ usually wouldn’t play any of that until the end of the night. So the dance starts dying down and then he started playing Bohemian Rhapsody and my friends and I all started losing our shit and we all ran to the middle of the dance floor, which by this point had mostly been abandoned, and me and all of my friends formed this big circle and we were all singing along at each other and playing air-guitar and everyone else in the auditorium was just watching us, very confused. It’s one of my favorite memories from high school.

Cry baby: List the concerts you’ve been to and how they made you feel

-My first concert ever was Good Charlotte back in middle school. My mom took me down to the Gibson Amphitheatre (used to be at Universal Studios) on a school day because you used to be able to pick your seats in person and get really good ones. And it was pouring rain that day and I was standing outside waiting for the tickets to go on sale with no umbrella getting completely drenched but I loved GC at the time and I’m one dedicated ass fan and I stuck it out.  I had seats right behind the pit and I thought I was Like, Totally So Punk Rock at the time. My parents took me and a friend of mine. My dad slept through the whole thing.

-Second concert was another Good Charlotte show about a year later, and I had really shitty seats at the Long Beach Arena, way up in the nosebleeds. It was basically just me and a few other people scattered up there. But believe me, I was losing my shit and screaming and singing along like an idiot. The memory is so embarrassing. Like literally people, including a security guard, kept turning around and looking at me like “OMG, calm down loser”. 

-Still in middle school, my third concert was the Cure. My parents and I were going on a trip to San Francisco during the summer and there happened to be a Cure concert up there so I had asked if I could go while we were up there and my parents were like “Maybe” and my mom bought the tickets and didn’t tell me. So they surprised me when we got up there, I was so excited. My parents didn’t want to drive from the hotel on Knob Hill to where the concert was (at whatever baseball stadium is there) so we decided to take the bus. Well, the bus driver was new at the time and ended up driving in the wrong direction, to the other side of the city from where the concert was. Picture my baby goth brace-faced ass crying my eyes out because I thought we were going to miss it. The driver was nice though and drove us across town and we made it in time. Yet again, I was in the nosebleeds losing my shit while everyone around me was stoned, slouched in their seats. My dad fell asleep again. All I could see was Robert, about the size of an ant on stage from where I was sitting, and I could only tell it was him by his hair. I think I cried. 

-In freshman year I went to see AFI with Tiger Army back at the Long Beach Arena except this time I had Pit tickets for the first time! I was so fucking excited. I went with two friends of mine, but my parents came too and they just stood in the pit with me and when people started moshing my mother started freaking out and I was so embarrassed because again, God Mom I’m Like Totally Punk Rock, Let Me Mosh By Myself. Also, this concert was a good lesson on appropriate moshpit attire, because my dumbass decided to wear a boned corset and when everyone started crowding around each other I found it hard to breathe and almost passed out and this very nice guy was holding my dumbass up fanning me. They recorded their live DVD there and you can see me in a few parts. It was the best night of my life at the time. My best friend and I left our wristbands from the concert on for a few weeks until they finally started getting gross and we cut them off. I know, eww. I got my first moshing bruises and I was so proud. I wore them like badges of honor. 

-The next one  AFI. By then I was much better at moshing and I left my corsets at home. I went with a friend and her parents also accompanied us into the pit. They did a cover of Ziggy Stardust and for whatever reason, no one else in the pit seemed to be singing but Davey Havok saw me singing along and he put a spotlight on me and pointed at me while we sang to it together and like I could have fucking died. I still think of it when I hear it.  

-Still in high school, I went to see Morrissey at the Hollywood Bowl with a friend. I told my parents her parents were going with us, but they didn’t and my mom found out and got mad afterwords. Some asshole behind me dumped beer on me and I had to go home and explain to my parents why their 16 year old reeked of beer. 

-Went to Warped Tour over the summer and got assaulted in the pit by a bunch of drunk frat guys. They wanted to start their own circle pit and were going up to girls like “show us your tits” and started ripping girls shirts and pants off, including mine. Some other guys beat their asses though, and some other nice guy bought me a shirt to cover up. I also got the worst sunburn of my life. And Jeffree Star was there being a little asshole to everyone. 

- Went to Tiger Army at the Wiltern in Junior year. We were in the balcony in the front and everyone up there was losing their shit and jumping up and down and it’s an old theatre and I thought we were going to break the balcony. It was fun.

- Went to a Horrorpops concert on Halloween in junior year. It was inside the Museum of Natural History. Pretty neat. Went home and only got 3 hours of sleep before I had to wake up and go to school. 

-In college I went and saw Bright Eyes in Santa Barbara and cried when they played Poison Oak. Conor looked at me a few times and I wanted to die of happiness. 

And that’s it. I haven’t been to a concert in years because I’ve been so broke or none of my friends liked the same bands and I didn’t want to go by myself. That’s going to change this year though.

11:11 Name 3 wishes and why you wish for them

Money, money, and money because 95% of my problems would be solved LOL

Oh I don’t know. I would ask for a lot of money to share amongst myself and the people I care about so that I could set myself up for life. I’m not even talking like “I want billions of dollars” just like, I want enough money to buy my parents a house, myself a house, put myself through grad school and put some money away for retirement, and go on a few really cool trips. And I want to donate a lot of it. 

[jk144]

sOMe tRenDs nEvEr dIe – ThEy jUsT reTuRn iN dIffErEnt fOrM. Case in point: Delia's (stylized on its catalog cover as dELiA*s.) More than once, the internet has mourned the loss of the teen girl clothing store with the erratically capitalized name and its incredible catalog.  SEE ALSO: This country needs Jimmy Carter's impeccable cardigan collection now more than ever Every few years or so, someone announces the brand’s death, only for the brand to reemerge in some diminished form online. Its slow death began in 2014, and extended to 2015.  Even now, the brand continues to hang on with a simple site. And yet the nostalgia keeps flowing. The eulogies are extensive and exhausting. Still, Delia’s – as an aesthetic and as a YA worldview, not as a company – has reemerged, on our clothing racks and throughout our digital spaces. tHe bEst pArT of tHE '90s iS aLiVe. To be fair, '90s fashion has been back since 2016, the height of the mom jeans renaissance. In the years since, the trend's proliferated and gathered hurricane-level energy.  To see the trend at work, look no further than the Urban Outfitters fall 2018 collection, which looks ripped from the pages of a late 90s Delia's catalog. The styles are pretty much carbon copies of its Clinton-era ancestor. Frankly, I'm thrilled. Here's where to spot the trend in action: A stripe success story Evidence A: Compare how Delia's did a multicolor, oversized horizontal stripe with how Urban does it today: Delia's, 1996: if anyone can help me acquire this look from the winter 1996 delia's catalog, i'd be forever grateful pic.twitter.com/tmROC06bNr — Alexis Molnar (@alexiskaymolnar) March 6, 2017 Urban Outfitters, 2018 That '90s version of a '70s stoners lewkImage: screenshot/urban outfitters Denim skirts are cross-generational skirtsImage: screenshot/urban outfitters Just ordered my 13 shirt! Alone the shirt looks like it came from @delias in 1998. I actually still have a pair of their cords so I'll wear it with a choker and BAM! 90's gurrl. I'll travel through time with fashion. @HerUniverse @bbcdoctorwho #doctorwho pic.twitter.com/BELfu4KURT — Vicki Brenner Scruggs (@Vickiinmyhead) August 23, 2018 I, for one, am thrilled to see stripes in full force, having suffered through the soporific Stripeless Tee Era, lasting 2014-2015. The great American overall revival The Delia's trend transcends retro stripes. Take a look at evidence B: Overalls. Overalls took a nose-dive sometime in the early '00s. Now, try walking through Brooklyn without running into a 30-year-old dressed like a Nick Jr. character. If there's one good thing to come out of the Trump era, it's the Great Overall Revival. Late '90s Delia's and 2018 Urban Outfitters have been at the forefront of overall-positivity, but so have dozens of celebrity influencers and regular humans on Instagram. Attribute its renaissance to whatever variable you want, whether it's simple cultural nostalgia, youthful reminiscing, or a renewed appreciation for the slight-masc-of-center, gender-bending-lite look. Here's how Delia's did it back in the day: just fell down a dELiA*s tumblr hole and realized how much i miss this sweater. i long for the dELiA*s days of yore. https://t.co/IW8qNHEYWr pic.twitter.com/KXl5Hq4CGg — meg alles (@meggg_a) August 24, 2018 Urban Outfitters, today:  I dream of the day I look 10 again.Image: screenshot/Urban outfittersZooey Deschanel, 2016: sHe gEts iT sO rIgHtImage: gotpap/star max/GC ImagesDelia's just intuitively understood what people like about overalls: It makes them look like they're five. As a 35-year-old currently rocking a pair of shorteralls, I'm into it. Plaid on plaid on plaid on Doc Martens It wouldn't be Delia's/Urban/2018 if it didn't include plaid in every plausible material manifestation. Think: plaid flared pants, plaid vests, plaid mini-skirts, plaid mini-backpacks, and plaid mini-thongs. It's a retro aesthetic that many of us in the reasonably dressed community don't want to see return. Here's the Delia's take on the form: 90’s grunge style is making a huge comeback and I’m...excited about it? #delias #alloy pic.twitter.com/Cz5mBujo0H — Wendy Olson (@wendiminations) August 27, 2018 And here's Urban Outfitters: We welcome you back to sixth grade.Image: screenshot/urban outfitters For women who loves listening to Hole and 'N Sync.Image: Screenshot/urban OutfittersIt's more than just Urban Outfitters Multiple Instagram accounts now feature not just '90s fashion, but a specifically Delia's vision of the '90s: loud, retro, a tiny bit shapeless, a little tomboy-ish, animated, nostalgic, and sometimes even feminist-lite. Frankly, it's just fun. Take, for example, this skirt from Amazon highlighted on fashionsecrets93. If this isn't Delia's 2018, I don't know what is. A post shared by best of the best (@fashionsecrets93) on Aug 27, 2018 at 3:50pm PDT Then there's Instagram account lost.and.layers, which has a more serious '90s feel, but also includes some lewks that look straight out of a Delia's fall catalogue: Checks please �� A post shared by SARAH (@lost.and.layers) on Apr 18, 2018 at 9:10am PDT Instagram account 90s.gals is a little more melancholic than Delia's was, where the models always looked like they were having funfunfun (and according to reports from the time, actually were.) Still, the account gets some of the '90s Delia's girl-power-lite energy just right: via @brandymelvilleusa A post shared by 90s gals (@90s.gals) on Jun 9, 2018 at 5:56pm PDT #90sbabes #90slove #90sgal #90sbabe #inspo #90sinspo #90sphotography #90sgals #90s #90skids #90sgrunge #90sfeels #90sfeed #icon #iconic #dark #darkfeed ���� A post shared by 90s gals (@90s.gals) on Sep 2, 2017 at 9:39am PDT Babemania's store and Instagram account also tracks heavily in '90s street style and even includes some Delia's-like looks available for purchase: A post shared by @babemania (@shopbabemania) on Jul 20, 2016 at 12:26pm PDT Etsy.com/shop/Babemania ���� A post shared by @babemania (@shopbabemania) on Jul 23, 2016 at 2:55pm PDT The store's main Instagram account has been known to share pages from the Delia's catalogue as well: "hE's So GoofY DiSneY iS sUinG HiM" - dELiA*s #delias #90s #deliascatalog A post shared by @ babemania on Aug 9, 2016 at 2:51pm PDT What's to account for this heavy dose of '90s teen girl nostalgia? Who knows. If anything, it's probably a mix of the usual sartorial and cultural factors, including nostalgia for an earlier, less evil, gender-bendingish time. We were younger then. Life seemed less Donald Trump. Either way, I'm glad the spirit of Delia's is back with us — on our racks and in my favorite Instagram accounts. WATCH: That 'Titanic' flying scene sinks when you remove the epic music

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