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AS I LAY DYING WITH LOVE LOST BUT NOT FORGOTTEN AND CODESEVEN (2002)

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Happy December! ❄️ It’s Friday again, meaning it’s time for another NEW RELEASE ROUND-UP! Which of these new releases is your personal favorite? Let me know in the comments, and suggest your own new releases for the week if they’re not listed! 💿

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Codeseven 2022-12-18 The Ramkat Winston-Salem, NC

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We got a banger track here boyssss

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Codeseven Release First Album In 20 Years "Go Let It In"; Music Video For New Single “Rough Seas” Out Now

Photo courtesy of the band. Legendary independent rock label Equal Vision Records and Codeseven are excited to announce tonight’s release of Go Let It In, the influential ‘90s/‘00s North Carolina-based melodic hardcore band’s first album in 20 years. A soaring 10-song showcase well worth the wait, Go Let It In addresses universal emotions via catchy reflections on falling in and out of love…

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141xf!reader

tw: NSFW

Price is the captain meaning he would be the one holding the lease to his men.

So when they were all collectively interested in a pretty bird, it was only fair for him to be in charge.

He sat on the couch, with you sitting in his lap, back against his chest as his rough hands spread your thighs wide. Making space for his sergeant to kneel on the floor, looking up at the both of you with his baby blue eyes as he plunged his tongue deep into your cunt. Slobbering as his pathetic groans muffled between your mounds. His grunts accompanied the lewd squelching noises his tongue made with your pretty pussy.

The other sergeant was sitting beside him on his knees. Leaning forward towards you to suckle your throbbing clit gently before spelling their names on the sensitive nub. The wet appendage was rubbing against all the right spots, teasing, kneading. He was more composed, patient, and gentle. Contrasted to the man between your legs who were so desperate and eager, fucking you with his tongue as he got off from humping his crotch on his captain's leg.

While the lieutenant was the most level-headed of them all. Some might say that he had more control of his emotions than his captain, which is why Price let him have his way with you. The older man's hand trailed up your body after giving his sergeants approving head pats, stopping at your jaw to pry your mouth open so the lieutenant could use it like a fleshlight.

And after they were all done getting you ready. As you were wet, wanton, and needy. Of course, Price would be the first one who would sink his cock into your cunt.

He is the captain after all

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JJK SMAU: JJK men saying they want to marry you then said just kidding (part 3) One more part to go!

Context: they realized but it's too late

Part 2 here

Part 4 here

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Gojo SMAU - The Art of Falling Fake

Chapter 5 - Tricks, Treats and Terrible Ideas

Summary: The campus buzzes with life, but you feel like a shadow slipping through the cracks—unnoticed, unimportant. At home, it’s no better. Your parents dote on your step-sister, the star tennis player, while you’re the afterthought they barely acknowledge. She’s here too, her perfect reputation casting an even bigger shadow over your existence. College was supposed to be your escape, but living at home and walking the same halls as her makes it impossible. Then he shows up—Satoru Gojo, the rich, arrogant engineering major everyone seems to worship. His smug grin and effortless charm are the kind of things you can’t stand, but when a ridiculous twist of fate forces your lives together, you find yourself fake dating the most insufferable man you’ve ever met. It’s just a deal, temporary and harmless—or so you try to convince yourself.

an: hehe… SMOOCHES 💋💋💋

{chapter 4} ; {next}

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࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

The eyeliner refused to cooperate.

You leaned in closer to the mirror, biting your lip as you dragged the pen across your lid, only for it to smudge—again. Frustration curled in your chest as you reached for a makeup wipe, erasing the mess for what felt like the hundredth time.

“This is ridiculous,” you muttered under your breath, resisting the urge to chuck the whole eyeliner across the room.

You had spent the last hour trying to recreate a Halloween makeup tutorial, and for some reason, it just wasn’t working. Maybe it was your shaky hands, maybe it was the universe conspiring against you—but at this point, you were ready to give up.

And after the day you’d had? This was the last thing you needed to go wrong.

It had started with spilled coffee on your clothes before class, followed by nearly failing a pop quiz. Then, after spending hours at the library, you walked outside to find it pouring rain—without an umbrella. The final insult? Coming home to Brielle gloating about her latest tennis win while your parents showered her with praise.

Now, as you sat in front of your mirror, determined to at least look good for this stupid party, your patience was razor-thin.

You exhaled deeply, steadied your hand, and tried again. This time, miraculously, it turned out perfect. Maybe even great.

Just as you exhaled in relief, your door swung open without warning.

“Wow,” came Brielle’s smug voice. “Didn’t know cops were supposed to look desperate.”

You clenched your jaw and turned in your seat. She was already dressed for the party in—what else—a tennis outfit.

“Can you knock?” you asked flatly.

“Can you not embarrass yourself?” she shot back, arms crossed as she leaned against your doorframe. “Honestly, you’re really going through all this effort? For what? You do know no one’s going to believe that Gojo’s actually into you, right?”

You rolled your eyes. “Leave, Brielle.”

“But I’m curious,” she continued, tilting her head with a fake-sweet smile. “How exactly did you get him to date you? Did you beg him? Threaten to expose some deep, dark secret? Oh! Maybe you paid him.”

You turned back to the mirror, adjusting your police cap. “Shut up.”

Brielle smirked. “You didn’t deny it.”

Before you could fire back, the doorbell rang. Your heart skipped.

Brielle noticed, her smirk widening. “Oh my god, is that him?”

Ignoring her, you pushed past and hurried down the stairs, heart pounding a little too fast. When you swung the door open, you were immediately met with Satoru, looking unfairly attractive.

His inmate jumpsuit was slightly unzipped, revealing a white tank top underneath. Silver handcuffs dangled from one wrist, and his white hair was effortlessly tousled like he’d just rolled out of bed looking perfect.

He grinned. “Well, well. If it isn’t my favorite officer. Are you here to arrest me? Because I’d gladly surrender.”

Behind you, Brielle and your parents watched the exchange with varying levels of curiosity. Brielle, in particular, was staring like she’d just seen a unicorn.

“Oh my god,” she practically purred, stepping forward. “You look so good. You know, if you wanted a matching costume, you could’ve told me. I would’ve made such a good cop.”

He didn’t even glance her way. Instead, he ignored everyone and stepped forward, grabbing your waist and pulling you into a tight hug.

“You look amazing, sweetheart,” he murmured close to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. Then, before you could process anything, he pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead.

Your brain completely short-circuited.

Brielle looked like she might combust.

Before you could even recover, he pulled back and flashed you a grin. “Ready to go?”

You barely managed a nod before he tugged you toward the door, not sparing your family a second glance.

“You ready for our big debut?” he grinned once you were inside his car.

You exhaled sharply, still recovering. “I hate you.”

He laughed, throwing an arm over your shoulders as he pulled out of the driveway.

The house was packed, the music was loud, and Satoru was making sure everyone saw you two together.

It had started with subtle things—his arm lingering around your waist, leaning in closer than necessary whenever someone looked your way, the occasional forehead kiss that left your skin burning.

Then he turned it up a notch.

He pulled you into conversations with people you didn’t know, introduced you as his girlfriend, and sent pointed smirks at the gossip-prone girls who clearly didn’t believe it.

You barely had time to process any of it before he was dragging you toward another group of people, where an enthusiastic voice called out, “Seven Minutes in Heaven, let’s go!”

Satoru’s eyes lit up. “Oh, we have to play.”

You groaned. “Do we?”

“Obviously. What kind of couple doesn’t?” he teased, giving you a look like he was daring you to say no.

You sighed, letting yourself be pulled into the circle forming in the living room. A few people had already gone, disappearing into the closet or a nearby bedroom to the loud whistles and teasing of the crowd.

And then it was Satoru’s turn.

He grabbed the bottle and spun it with an exaggerated flourish, watching it twirl with that signature shit-eating grin.

It slowed, making a few more rotations before finally landing on—

You.

The room erupted into cheers.

Satoru immediately turned to you, his smirk widening. “Looks like we’re up, babe.”

Your eye twitched at the pet name, but before you could react, he was already tugging you to your feet.

As he led you toward the hall, you caught sight of Toji and his girlfriend standing nearby.

Toji regarded Satoru with a displeased stare, as if his mere existence was an offense to him. But it was his girlfriend who caught your attention—she wasn’t smiling, wasn’t laughing, just watching with an unreadable expression.

For some reason, it made your stomach twist.

Without thinking, you hugged Satoru’s arm a little tighter.

He noticed.

And instead of questioning it, he just smirked and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

Then, as you passed, he made sure to dramatically pull you into his room, slamming the door shut behind you.

The second the door clicked shut behind you, Satoru spun around, hands in his pockets, smirking like he had already won something.

“So,” he drawled, tilting his head, “what’s the plan, babe?”

You crossed your arms. “Don’t call me that.”

“Babe. Sweetheart. My beloved.” His grin widened at the way your nose scrunched in irritation.

“You’re insufferable.”

“And you’re avoiding the question.” He flopped onto the bed, propping himself up on his elbows. “We need to make it look real.”

You groaned, running a hand down your face. “We could just sit here and talk. Let time run out.”

“Lame.”

“Realistic.”

Satoru scoffed. “You think my friends wanna open this door and find us having a casual conversation about our majors?” He gave you a look like he was daring you to be smarter than that.

You bit your lip. He wasn’t wrong.

“Okay… then what do you suggest?”

A slow smirk crept onto his lips.

“I have a couple ideas.”

“Absolutely not.”

Your bickering went on for a few more minutes, the occasional knock interrupting your conversation. As Time went on the voices behind the door grew louder and more animated.

Another knock on the door made you both freeze.

“Times almost up, lovebirds!”

Panic flickered in Satoru’s eyes, but then his face shifted into something more determined.

You barely had a second to react before he grabbed you, threw you onto the bed, and buried his face into the crook of your neck.

Your breath caught. “Satoru—”

“Shh, relax. Just making it convincing.”

Then you felt it—his lips on your skin.

Your whole body stiffened. The first press of his mouth was warm, but then—a sharp pull. Teeth. A slow, deliberate drag of his lips.

Your fingers dug into the sheets, eyes going wide.

“Satoru—”

He hummed against your skin, the vibration sending a shiver down your spine.

“Mm, you’re reacting a lot for someone who hates me,” he mused, voice low, teasing.

You wanted to throw him off of you, but you couldn’t move. His lips were still there, sucking, biting, soothing over the mark with his tongue. It was too much, too good, too embarrassing.

A sound slipped out of you before you could stop it—soft, breathy, needy.

Satoru stilled.

Then he grinned against your skin.

“Oh?” His voice dripped with amusement. He pulled back just slightly, lips brushing over your ear. “Did you just moan?”

Your entire face burned.

“I—shut up!”

His laughter was low and smug. “Nah, don’t get shy on me now, sweetheart.” He pressed another slow, taunting kiss over the mark. “Was that your first time getting a hickey?”

You shoved at his chest, hard.

“Get off, asshole!”

Before he could tease you more, the door swung open.

Satoru didn’t even flinch. He just shifted slightly so that he was still half on top of you, turning just right so that the mark on your neck would be visible.

“Yo, Gojo, time’s up—”

Satoru sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes.

“Guys. Seriously?” He let out an exaggerated groan. “I wanna spend some time with my girlfriend if you get what I mean.”

A chorus of whoops and knowing laughter followed.

“Alright, alright, we see you.”

“We’ll leave you two alone.”

Satoru smirked.

They shut the door.

Silence.

You shoved him off of you immediately.

“I hate you.”

“You love me.” He stretched out on the bed like he hadn’t just completely ruined your life. “No need to be shy, princess. You were totally into it.”

Your face felt like it was on fire.

“I was NOT!”

He just grinned. “Sure you weren’t.”

You turned away, flustered, only for your eyes to catch your reflection in his mirror.

The deep, dark mark on your neck stood out way too much.

Your stomach dropped.

“Oh my god.” You grabbed at your neck like it would somehow disappear. “You gave me an actual hickey, you psycho!”

Satoru propped his chin up with one hand, looking very pleased with himself.

“Oops.”

“Oops?!”

He chuckled. “Hey, it’s good. Now people will really believe it.”

You stared at him in horror. “I’m going to murder you in your sleep.”

He grinned. “Joke’s on you, I’m a very light sleeper.”

“I hate you.”

“You said that already.”

“I’ll say it again!”

Satoru just smiled, looking entirely too entertained. “You’re cute when you’re mad.”

You hurled a pillow at his head.

[poutysprouty]

THE THREADS OF ETERNITY

000. Foreword

I wanted to start off this series by giving a brief foreword to explain some things about the world/plotline that I’m not sure I will be able to expand upon/explain in the story.

Starting out, while Threads of Eternity is very much based on EPIC The Musical & The Odyssey, I am taking creative liberties in a few areas to make the story more mine and less like a copy/paste version of events.

The biggest creative liberty is the setting itself. As you’re all aware, EPIC takes place in Ancient Greece, whereas JJK takes place in modern Japan. It didn’t feel right to choose one or the other to write with, seeing as how the settings of both stories are intrinsically linked to their plots. Taking one out of its setting and placing it into a different culture just felt wrong.

So, I decided to combine them.

Threads of Eternity takes place in an ancient society that is a mix of both Ancient Greece and Japan. (I won’t lie, my mind always skips straight to the potential architecture in this world every single time I think of it.)

In this world, each major Japanese island holds several city-states. For those unaware, a city-state is, “a city that with its surrounding territory forms an independent state.” City-states can be found in multiple different cultures throughout history, but Ancient Greece tends to be the one that I think most people think of when talking about them. Some examples of city-states in Ancient Greece would be Sparta, Athens, Corinth, Delphi, Argos… You get the picture.

I won’t list out all of Japan’s city-states, but I will say that most of Japan’s largest cities will be city-states in this fic, including (but not limited to): Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka, Hiroshima, Sendai, Yokohama, Saitama, etc.

For the sake of the story, imagine that each city-state is larger than the cities are in our modern day. Also, assume that the islands of Japan are further away from each other.

The setup of the Gods is more similar to that of The Odyssey, though the relationships of each deity are different depending on their canon relationships. As an example, Mei Mei is ToE’s Hera and Toji is ToE’s Zeus, however they are very much not married. Yuji is ToE’s Hermes and Sukuna is ToE’s Poseiden, but Yuji is still Sukuna’s nephew.

I’m sure you get the idea.

Yes, Megumi is still Toji’s biological son in ToE. However, Toji is very much Zeus-like in his behavior and is not a part of Megumi’s life. Meg’s mother was a mortal and died when he was young, and Gojo and Reader adopted him. He is their son and heir in every way. And while I don’t have much of a plan as of right now to include Tsumiki in the story, if I were to, she would still be his sister - probably also adopted, but while Gojo was away. 

Gods and mortals will mostly be our beloved characters from JJK, whereas monsters will be unnamed curses - save for a select few. And, yes, they will be referred to as curses.

Now, as for chapters - I intend for each chapter to cover about 2-3 songs. I also intend to add a few more chapters that touch on what’s going on back in Tokyo with Reader and Megumi - more than EPIC shows, at least. This will probably equal out to anywhere from 23-28 chapters for ToE, unless I write a chapter above 8k-10k words and decide to split it into a part 1 and part 2. 

I believe that’s all I wanted to expand on. Questions are always welcome - my inbox is open. 

Be wary of what lies ahead - angst, danger, and heartache lay in the waves of the sea. Good luck.

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u guys havent even heard of codeseven. its so over

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The full Furnace Fest lineup just dropped, and it's STACKED.

EVR bands (current & alumni) playing: Bane, Be Well, The Fall of Troy, Hail The Sun, Codeseven, The Juliana Theory and Coheed and Cambria.

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I was tagged by @torradh Ty 🖤 to post some music 🎶

Rules: shuffle your “on repeat” playlist from spotify or the music service of your choice and post the first 10 tracks

1. March of the Midi- Sei A

2. Tenfold - Thundercat

3. Alone - The upbeats, Tasha Baxter

4. Flower- Novembre

5. As far as I can see- Phantogram

6. Cunoasterea Tacuta- Negurā Bunget

7. All the best dreams- Codeseven

8. The arrow that killed the beast- Heartless Bastards

9. Carnival song- Midas Fall

10. It beats for you- My Morning Jacket

If you feel up this go for it! And consider yourself tagged haha.

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Being Price's.. disloyal wife >:)

Gaz x f!reader, Price x f!reader

tw: infidelity, oral, NSFW

to be caught sucking the dick of his pretty sergeant. perched on your knees on the floor with your doe eyes locked onto his pretty brown iris, relishing his smile and praises.

unaware of your husband standing at the doorway of your room. eyes darkened as he took in the scene.

not out of anger, no. even though it should be..

but not with how pretty you look from where he stood. your ass presented to him as your cute little sundress hiked up and showed him the lacy panties you wore underneath. his lips parted, tongue grazing them as his eyes locked onto the darkened spot. Pretty pussy outlined by the lace, taunting him.

your back arched as you shifted forward, muffled moans filled the silence as you eagerly took more of the sergeant's cock down your throat. hands resting on his legs as he sat on the bed. the shared bed that was meant only for you and your husband.

the younger man was decent enough to look guilty until he saw the look in his captain's eyes. then, a smirk began to curl on his full lips.

his hand reached down to run his fingers through your scalp, a quiet gesture of approval.

your squeal was muffled by the cock stuffing your mouth as you felt a pair of strong hands gripping your ass.

"don't worry love, it's just me" the words lingered in the air just as you felt the familiar scrape bristly hairs of a beard pressing against the back of your thighs and your cunt through your panties.

and you didn't get a chance to process the fear of getting caught as the delicate lace got pushed to the side to make way for a wet appendage plunging into your needy cunt.

you could only gasp and whine pathetically. couldn't pull away from the cock in your mouth as the hand on your head kept you still.

so you blinked your tears away. wide, doe-like eyes lifting to meet the younger man’s gaze as he simply smiled down at you. cooing praises as he urged you to continue with a push.

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