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chrancecriber · 2 years ago

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1.FM - Chillout Lounge Radio (February 20, 2023)

23:59 Elmara - Training 23:52 Paco Fernández - Al Lado Del Mar 23:46 Puff Dragon - Lava 23:38 Tommy Awards - Hotel Odemark 23:30 Verda - Es Vedra 23:26 Shakes Seven - Best Friends 23:22 Ku You - 40 Degrees 23:15 Sly - Like Love (Original Mix) 23:10 Cesar Martinez Ensemble - Contigo Para Siempre 23:03 Aurosonic, Denis Karpinskiy & Kate Louise Smith - They Wait For Us (Chill Out Mix) 22:58 Ohm-g & Bruno - Jungle Light 22:52 Thomas Lemmer - I Like It 22:46 Zero 7 - Space Between, The 22:42 Airstream - Electra 22:38 Jeff Woodal - Your Love (The Dark) 22:32 Shakrag - From Singapore To Ibiza (Tribute To Cafe Del Mar Mix) 22:26 Green Lemon Feat. Bernd Langer - Rauchy Stranger 22:21 Strange Voices - All Right For Now (3 Times Infinity Mix) 22:14 Jean Martin - In My Dreams (Extended Remix) 22:06 Deep-dive-corp. - Bassic (Flow Mix) 22:05 Costes - Stéphane Pompougnac - Green Tree 21:59 Guenter Haas - Ai Fu Lin 21:54 Noise Boyz - With My Own Eyes (Keys Of Da Sea Mix) 21:48 Vargo - Get Back To Serenity 21:43 Joey Fehrenbach - Untouchable (Feat. Vi Flaten) 21:37 Jjos - Foolish Game (Feat. Deary's) (Evolution Vocal Mix) 21:33 Jeff Woodal - Silver Birch 21:28 Conjure One - Make A Wish 21:19 Toka Kakabadze - Urban 21:15 Triangle Sun - Beautiful 21:12 Claes Rosen & Natalie Peris - Stay 21:06 Dab - Pure Joy 21:02 Lowland - Cafe Del Mar 20:55 Kosta Rodriguez - Blue Grass 20:50 Vanilla - Dreamcatcher 20:46 No Logo - Matter Of Time 20:41 Scott Simmons - Children (Mediterr-asian Chill Mix) 20:36 The Fray - How To Save A Life 20:29 Alex Paterson - Flex-e-fun 20:24 Farbor Resande Mac - Stockholmsnatt 20:18 Pilgrims Of The Wind - Nothing Can Pull Us Apart 20:13 Rae & Christian - Still Here 20:08 Un Homme Et Une Femme - Une Rose Pour Emily (Cafe Hotel French Del Mar Mix) 20:04 Jjos - Don't You Want Me (Chilled Mix) 20:01 Oh Wonder - Technicolour Beat 19:55 Frank Borell - Somber Moods 19:49 The Sura Quintet - Relax In Sura 19:43 Koolsax - Evasion 19:37 Silent Poets - Moment Scale 19:33 Petit Biscuit - Sunset Lover 19:28 Peter Pearson - Bossalove 19:22 The Man Behind C. Feat.debora Vilchez - Fluye 19:14 Deep-dive-corp. - Relaxer 19:09 Dj Milews - Children (Ambient Del Mar Winter Cafe Mix) 19:03 Simon Bareilles - The Sound Of Silence (Feat. Sara Keys) 18:57 Madonna - Frozen 18:52 Gxr And Kathie Talbot - 5 A.m. 18:46 Manoa - Repeat It In Slow Motion (Trippin Clouds Mix) 18:43 Moon Tribe - Moon Tribe 18:36 Alex Cortiz - Deja Vu 18:30 Gary B - Set Me Free 18:27 York Ft Asheni - Iceflowers 18:21 Koru - I Believe 18:14 Roger Sanchez - Lost (Ibizarees The Unforgotten Mix) 18:10 Pines - Tell Me (Feat. Water Park) 18:05 Jjos - Body & Soul 17:57 Dr Drummer - Galactica Soul 17:51 4tunes - Where Are You Now (Feat. Hed) 17:47 Lange - Frozen Beach 17:42 Amethystium - Calantha 17:36 Phil Mison - Lula 17:28 Madonna - Secret (Difrankz' 2003 Confidential Chill Out Mix) 17:24 Fidelity - You Don't Know 17:19 Ra-qi Gong - Rainy Days In Shanghai (Buddha Cafe Del Mar Bar Mix) 17:15 Triangle Sun - Beautiful 17:10 Ziller - Pearl & Dean 17:06 Re:locate Vs Robert Nickson - Resource (Rechill) 17:01 Jupiter Jack - Blank Space 16:57 Sued - Feel Me 16:52 Chilloutlounge - Letting The Cables Sleep 16:46 Jjos - One More Night 16:42 Mystique - Essences (Rico Van Basten Chill Mix) 16:37 Timewarp Inc - Epic Tones Feat Rxn (Sundayman 16:31 Lemonjazz - Gypsy Woman (Erotic Bedroom Affairs Lounge Chill Mix) 16:24 Chicane - Saltwater (The Thrillseekers Remix) 16:20 Adrien Aubrun - My Last Poem 16:12 Va - Soar Angelic 16:06 The Sura Quintet - Lampedusa (Sunset Session) 16:01 Moon De Lounge - La Mer Se Calme ( Mounier Oriental Sunset Dub Mix) 15:55 Mobymusic - Whispering Wind 15:50 Noel - Chalito - Ibiza Chillhouse Lounge Mix 15:44 Henderson - Rain (Desansis Chill Out Mix) 15:38 Digby Jones - Pina Colada 15:32 Blank & Jones With Jason Caesar - Hideaway 15:28 Emapea - Laka 15:23 Guss - Milesing 15:18 Chilloutlounge - Track 8 15:12 Atb - Remember That Day 15:08 Chillwave - Massage Del Mar (Beach Cafe Mix) 15:04 Faith Hill - Love Ain't Like That 14:58 Blank & Jones Feat. Cathy Battistessa - Miracle Man (Beached Mix) 14:50 Detson Engeneering - Wonderland 14:47 Dragon Lounge - Saigon Sundown (Asia Cut) 14:43 Lemon Sol - Beautiful Morning (Piano Cafe Chillout To Ibiza Del Mar) 14:38 Heso - Never Ending Time 14:34 Ben Leela - Dreaming A Dream 14:30 Mandrave & Miyagi - Asian Lights 14:25 Sam Swift - Wonderful World 14:19 Sven Andersson Iii - Journey To Your Soul (Cosmic Cycle Buddha Lounge Bar Mix) 14:12 Thievery Corporation - Incident At Gate 7 14:06 Philip Aniskin - Evening On The Waves 14:00 Manoa - Jumaira Drive 13:52 Chicane - Low Sun 13:47 Exit Mars - Gliding (Comfort Version) 13:43 Melibea - Lamento (Al Ponerse El Sol) 13:36 Aural Float - Still Here 13:29 Milews - Miami Beach View - Sunset Del Mar Cafe Lounge Mix 13:25 Thomas Lemmer - Savannah 13:20 Kitty The Bill - Cabriolet Tour 13:16 Vio Beach - Piano Chillout (Ambient Dream Mix) 13:10 Freemasons - Love On My Mind 13:05 A$ap Rocky - L$d 13:00 Various - The Cure (Sunshine Mix) 12:50 Chilloutlounge - Track 2 12:48 Isan - No. 1 (Lent Et Douloureux) 12:43 Noel - Chalito (Ibiza Chillhouse Lounge Mix) 12:38 Gelka Feat. Phoenix Pearle - Being You 12:33 Ringo Orenji - Mikan 12:29 Mario & Vidis Feat. Jazzu - I'll Be Gone (Extended Original) 12:23 Fluff - Silent Life 12:18 Coastline - Adriatic Sea - Dj Lounge Del Mar Vs. Milews Ambience Mix 12:10 Groove Armada - Inside My Mind 12:07 Nouvelle Vague - Love Will Tear Us Apart 12:03 Jose Ramos - Alone Again 11:58 E-love - Cause I Love You No More (Alster Lounge Chill Out Vocal Mix) 11:53 Maricopa - Sun Scope 11:47 Massive Gold - Follow Me (Feat Jaywee) (Chillout Del Mar Cafe Instrumental) 11:42 Sleepingroom Armada - Hope - Easy Erotic Groove Lounge Mix 11:36 Blue Chakra - Free From You (Half Tempo Long Chill Mix) 11:29 Hirudo - Spy From Cairo (Classic Instrumental Mix) 11:23 Bay Area - Santa Monica Blvd (No 17 Mix) 11:19 Ravi Costes - Lion Sleeps - Cafe Groovera Hotel Bar Del Mar Mix 11:13 Rhodescreen - Peace System (Original Mix) 11:07 Pacator - Tränen (Marcielo Ambient Mix Instrumental) 11:03 Cold Blue - Underwater Love 10:58 Saigenji - No Meio Da Chuva 10:55 Karen Souza - Do You Really Want To Hurt Me 10:48 Future Loop Foundation - Monika's Summer 10:44 Flume Feat. Andrew Wyatt - Some Minds 10:39 Dab - Pure Joy 10:33 Ficci - Edge Of The Night 10:27 Omnimotion - Cozy Life 10:21 Ohm-g - Relax 2 The Max 10:14 Chillsurfer Armada - Relax Your Mind (Cafe Buddha Del Mar Luxury Lounge) 10:09 Sofa Sweeper - Voice Of Core 10:02 Dab - Have A Smoke 09:58 Vibraphile - Waiting For You (Instrumental) 09:52 Alpha X - Nocturnal Trip 09:46 Joey Fehrenbach - Edison Cylinder 09:42 Marc C. Griso - Sex, The First Time 09:36 Gelka Feat. Phoenix Pearle - Million Nights 09:32 Listening Deluxe - Guitar Dreams (Short Aqua) 09:26 Noise Boyz - Honeytrap (Keys & Trumpet Mix) 09:20 Fresh Moods - Solarcell 09:14 Vargo - The Moment 09:10 Bop - Enjoy The Moment (Unquote Remix) 09:04 Pep Llado Feat. Antonio Martin - Vai Vedere 08:59 Skysurfer Feat Lovay - Circling Elements (Down By The 08:54 Solid Gold - Save A Prayer (Nick Tatler & Phil Blohm Instrumental) 08:47 Bong & Eddie M - Rain From The Suite 902 (Original) 08:42 Polished Chrome - Beautiful 08:39 Urban Phunk Society - Spring 2 Summer 08:34 Sine - Flying (Original Mix) 08:28 Machomovers - Smooth Operator 08:22 Gary B - Love Rain Down 08:18 Vanegas - Te Voy A Querer 08:13 Aaron Bass - On The Beach 08:10 K Vassiliadis Ft Marien - Den Efiges Lepto (Dub Mix) 08:06 The Avener & Mazzy Star - Fade Into You (The Avener Rework) 08:01 Coastline - Adriatic Sea (Dj Lounge Del Mar Vs. Milews Ambience Mix) 07:56 Visit Venus - Home 07:51 P.m F.m - Chinchilla 07:47 Washed Out - Face Up 07:41 Chilloutlounge - Breather 2000 (Arithunda Mix) 07:35 Dj Lounge Del Mar - Sentosa Beach Cafe - Tribute To Cafe Del Mar Guitar Mix 07:30 Pathetique - Dis Moi - Instrumental Cafe Costes Del Mar Sunset Hotel Chillout Mix 07:24 New Beginning - Another Day 07:19 Dj Pippi - A Touch 07:14 Alex Cortiz - Fingerprints 07:10 Alex Baratini - My Play (Chill Out Mix) 07:05 Cdm - Many Rivers To Cross 06:59 Bright And Beautiful - Night Rains (Sound Of Ibiza Mix) 06:53 Citrus Jam - Nice Holiday 06:45 Vibrasphere - Spring Flood 06:42 Ben Leela - Dreaming A Dream 06:36 Jazz L'amour - Summer Dreams - See The Light Mix 06:32 Ibizarre - Smooth Temptation 06:28 Chilling Crew - Frozen Time 06:23 The Essence - Serpentine 06:17 Jjos - Lonely (Feat. María La Caria) Manu López-saxo (Lounge Mix) 06:12 Soft Wave - Plenitude Part 2 06:05 Fenomenon - Pacific Memories 06:01 Ultraviolet - Ready Or Not (Chilled Out Mix) 05:55 Frank Borell - Wake Up In Paradise 05:49 Night Traffic - Rain 05:42 Wonderphazz - Memories (Chill Guide Mix) 05:38 Soleil Fisher - Beautiful Nights In Ibiza (Tribute To Cafe Del Mar Mix) 05:31 Muki - Track 4 05:27 York - Bye Bye Baby (Chill Out Mix) 05:23 Michael Hummer - Coffee 05:16 More Than Ever People - Levita 05:09 Jjos & Fede Garcia - Foolish Game (Feat Deary's) 05:03 San Martino - Es Cavalett (Piano Dream Mix) 04:59 Cafe Easy - Summerbreeze 04:53 Sangar - My Breeze 04:49 Brooke - 1 Want To Know What Love Is (Balearic Hypno Dub) 04:43 Blue Six - Love Yourself 04:39 Gelka Feat. Phoenix Pearle - Flying On Clouds 04:34 Orange Music - Islandlover (Monotonic Trip Mix) 04:28 Hirudo - Waiting For The Sun To Rise (Out Of Style Mix) 04:23 Lounge Aura - Something (Geronimo Chillout Mix) 04:16 Chilloutlounge - Allstars 04:11 Mamani - Glowing Desert (Aloe Trumpet Mix) 04:06 Thievery Corporation - Transcendence 04:00 Jerome Isma-ae - Underwater Love 03:55 Mark Gorbulew's Manhattan Groove - Dreamsville 03:51 Erotic Lounge Deluxe - Gimme The Night 03:45 Blue Metheny - I'm Calling Out 03:39 Leaking Shell - After Hour 03:34 Coronado (Pianofly Mix) - Bay Area 03:30 Lemon Sol - Beautiful Morning (Piano Cafe Chillout To Ibiza Del Mar) 03:25 Sleepingroom Armada - Hope (Feat Inocencia Comas) (Easy Erotic Groove Lounge Mix) 03:19 Klangstein - Deep Dive (Original Mix) 03:13 Cats Love Dogs - Sunpearls (Paradise Lounge) 03:06 Ibiza - Ibiza Blues Swing 03:01 Autopilot - Seen It All 02:59 William Orbit - Love My Way 02:53 Nautic - Freedom Of The Floor (Open Space Remix) 02:47 Melibea - Fusion 02:41 James Bright - Set Me Free 02:34 Dj Disse - Walk On The Wild Side 02:28 Sofa Sweeper - The Sad Side Of The Street (Mellow Guitar Mix) 02:24 Alex Cortiz - Phusion 02:18 Rollercone - Daydreaming 02:13 Va - Majorca 02:10 Synkro - Memories Of Love 02:05 Fragile State - Every Day A Story 02:00 Luxury Traveller - Eagle Will Rise Again 01:59 Moby - Everything Is Wrong 01:54 L'art Mystique - Le Jardin Secret 01:50 Mirrored - Stand Still 01:44 Night Loungers - A Little Lazy Morning In Paris - French Kiss Del Mar Instrumental 01:40 Liedschatten - Seaside (Original Mix 2006) 01:33 Magic Waves Feat. Mirjam - Tonight 01:27 Royspop - Mid Summer Nights (Luxury Deluxe Del Mar Mix) 01:22 Peter Pearson - It's In The Stars (Original Mix) 01:19 Jjos - Back To Me 01:10 Tactful - No Fear 01:04 Citrus Jam - Pacific Snow 01:00 For - For Want Of Her 00:55 Moorcheeba - Moog Island 00:49 Man In The Moon Feat. Debora Vilchez - Fragil 00:43 Schwarz & Funk - The Dawn 00:39 Out Of Sight - Comfort (Afterlife Mix) 00:33 Coyoteeve Feat. Saro - Tribastone 00:28 Gold Lounge - Only A Dream 00:21 Yagya - The Phantom Of Us 00:15 Lenny Mac Dowell - Zanzibar Feeling 00:09 Ypey - Love In Spain 00:03 Freemasons Feat. Amanda Wilson - Love On My Mind

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fiifiadinkra · 5 years ago

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‘Ole Alo’ Deserves Best African Collaboration & Best Video At 2020 VGMA - Dj Sly

‘Ole Alo’ Deserves Best African Collaboration & Best Video At 2020 VGMA – Dj Sly

Top Ghanaian disc jockey, DJ Sly has reminded organizers of the Vodafone Ghana Music Awards to nominate his song “Ole Alo” for Best African Collaboration & Best Video at 2020 VGMA.

The international tune features SoundCity MVP Awards ‘Best Female Act’, Teni, 2018 AFRIMA ‘Best Female Artiste in Central Africa’,…

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cyborg-franky · 3 years ago

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hi dear mr dj man, can you play me some Rayleigh tonight please? no angst if that’s okay <3

thank you and hope you have fun on air!! x

Come on over here And play with me Let me be your dirty fantasy Yeah! I kinda like that - Tap That [Megan Mccauley]

You were such a put-together individual, nothing could slip you up, streetwise, and tired of games. By now you could see through most people’s shit, know a mile away if someone was going to cause you heartbreak.

However, this man, Rayleigh. You thought he was being a sly silver fox, someone who was going to play cat and house with you all night before he would win and devour you. You were both equals in this game, he’d flirt, and you’d bat your eyelashes before sliding under his defences.

Something about him, every moment you spent with him would be the best time of your life. You drank in every story he told and basked in every compliment he laid at your feet. The touches, the kisses, you’d never felt so alive.

You felt the electricity in the air. You wanted to be his crowning achievement, to be the beloved memory of a perfect night, over in a flash, passion that would last a lifetime. You thought it would be just one night, a screaming, quaking, shuddering night of engagement and stolen glances, sordid words whispered against your skin as he claimed you.

Him at your door a month later with a bottle of wine and a warm smile on his face was something you’d never have expected. love was the dirty little fantasy you’d never allowed yourself, until now.

#rayleigh x reader #rayleigh x you #one piece x you #one piece reader insert #sfw #one piece x reader #gender neutral reader

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nishiannoya · 3 years ago

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happy birthday @ohno-otome i am a little belated but i wrote u some p0rn 🤍🎂✨ thank you for being one of the first people to talk to me in this fandom and make me feel welcome :) i hope you get it with all of your anime blondies as well as worm-man from jjk (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

18+ Only - MINORS DNI

f!reader x terushima yuuji, fwb to lovers, p0rn with a very thin layer of plot, dubcon (alcohol - reader is shwasteddd), vague appearance by the tsukishima brothers, grinding, exhibitionism (groping, fingering, bathroom stall sex), hint of breeding, reader gets lifted (against the wall sex), mild stalker-y behavior (but like in a cute way), (3.5k wc), i've never written for terushima before and this is also going up unedited so here goes nothing

Don't ask Terushima Yuuji why he's here in the city at the hottest dance club at midnight. More importantly, why are you here with all of your girl friends and wearing that ridiculous bright pink sash that glitters "Birthday Bitch" in silver lettering? Not like you needed anything to draw any extra attention to yourself, that tight dress paired with those stupidly hot black boots seem to be doing enough work judging by the way the two tall blond men on either side of you seem to be competing for your attention.

It's not like he's discouraged in the slightest. If anything, he's got you right where he wants as he takes one more sly glance at you on the other side of the club, still distracted to notice him in the crowd. He slips his way over to the DJ booth, hands over a decent bill, and slinks back to find the perfect position to wait for his plan to fall into place.

Sure enough, your friends all turn to you and let out excited noises just a few minutes later when the familiar beat starts to play. You quickly down the rest of your drink and hop off the barstool without so much as an explanation to the two guys who were chatting you up, too excited to get in the most dance time to your favorite song. Yuuji smirks as you skip just a few seconds behind your friends, focused on weaving through the sea of people surrounding the dance floor.

You jolt when you feel a strong hand on your upper arm grab that pulls you to turn and look. You had a snarky comment prepared for the cocky son of a bitch who dared to get your attention this way, but your brows shoot up when you see the very familiar face of your friend with multiple benefits as of recent.

He expects you to be confused to see him, but he greatly underestimated just how many shots your friends made you take before even arriving at the club, yet alone all of the people spotting your sash and sending drinks your way. Your mouth hangs open just for a second before breaking out into a huge grin and shouting his name while lunging at him, arms wrapping around his neck to stop yourself from completely stumbling into him.

"Whoa there, birthday girl," he laughs as he stables you by the waist, noting how smooth the fabric feels beneath his hands and how easy it would be to bunch it up over your hips.

"Yuuuujii! You're heeerrre! How are you here? How did you know that it's my birthday?" You slur excitedly. You lean back to look at his face and squint as though you don't quite believe it's actually him in front of you looking as attractive as ever in a simple black shirt that fits a little tight across his chest and shoulders, with tattoos peeking from the collar and sleeves that look so tempting even though you've seen them fully exposed enough times now.

He laughs at you again and pinches the sash across your body, "This might have something to do with it. You should have told me, I would have come out to buy you a drink. Although, you seem to be pretty well taken care of, sweetheart."

You open your eyes wide at him, blinking while your inebriated mind slowly processes his words. It's not like he seems upset, but there's a bit of taunt to his tone that makes you feel a little guilty. However, you're too buzzed to stew on it and your hazy mind chooses to focus on his handsome features instead. Your face contorts into another goofy smile and you giggle as you place your hands over his.

"I wanted to celebrate with my girls! You can buy me a drink later, but I have to dance to this song, like, now!"

You're too cute for him not to smile at your happy state and oblige your pull at his hand to follow you into the crowd of moving bodies - after all he was the one to request this song for the exact purpose of getting you to the dance floor. He can feel his shoes sticking to the floor with each step, though it doesn't seem to affect the sway of your hips that causes the hem of your dress to brush alluringly against your thighs. Once deep enough into the crowd, you spin around and catch him with your hands settling at the base of his neck.

God you look good, eyes staring into his with a certain confidence that only comes with clear liquor as you start to sway your body to the beat. Yuuji can't be too bitter that you didn't tell him about your celebration, not when you give him that sultry smile he's fallen victim to time and time again, and certainly not when you press your body tightly against him and bring your lips dangerously close to his neck.

"I can't believe you're here," you say, just barely above the music. His hands feel hot at your waist and your heartbeat picks up from the excitement of the rhythm as well as having someone so attractive and familiar in your space.

"Really? So why didn't you tell me?"

"Silly Yuuji," you giggle as the green laser patterns dance across his features. "I think I know you well enough."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Shhh," you coo drunkenly, not registering his mild irritation. You ignore his quirked brow, and mouth along with the lyrics of the song, swaying your head and losing your already floaty mind to the music.

He sighs, defeated by your drunken state, and decides to just have fun with you here while he has you in his hold. His hands drop a little lower and nestles his thigh between yours, tugging at your hips to roll against his. You grin at him excitedly, more than happy to have him give in to the moment.

And he moves so well, so sensual as one of his hands moves down to the bare skin of your thigh, caressing your smooth skin and encouraging you to hook it over his. Your dress rides up in this position and you can feel your panties sliding up and down the material of his pants. It seems to be getting hotter in the crowd as other couples, just as lost in each other, bump against your backs and force you closer and closer until you're staring at him nearly nose to nose.

The track fades into another, a little slower with a stirring bass line that fills your gut with more heat. Your head spins. It's still so surreal to you that he's here and in your arms with his breath dangerously close to your lips. You know you're drunk, so perhaps this is all just an illusion. However, he leans in and dips his head down to your neck, and that unmistakable sensation of his pierced tongue running up your skin ripples through your hazy state. Thankfully the music is more than loud enough to drown out the unrestrained whine that escapes your throat. Your fingers grip at the short hairs at the base of his neck as you mold yourself even tighter to his dancing form.

Well, dancing is a word for it. More like you're straight up dry humping his leg while he nips and sucks at your sensitive skin, careful not to leave any marks as much as he'd like to. It's not like any of the other surrounding couples are keeping it together much better. The music fills your barely tethered mind and the bass rattles your bones, fueling the urgent need to get more of what he's offering with his mouth. But before you can tilt your head to capture his lips, he moves his hands to spin you around and pull your back flush against him, one arm around your waist while his other hand snakes up to wrap his fingers gently around your throat. He's hard beneath his pants, grinding against the plush of your ass as he breathes heavy against your neck.

Your vision shakes as if the massive subwoofers are inside of you. The lights, the vibrations of the music, Yuuji's hands groping at your body through your dress - it's all so overwhelming. You're not even sure if you're dancing anymore, legs wobbling weakly as you lean back into him, allowing yourself to be moved at his will. He bends his knees lower, grabbing the inside of your thigh and dragging his hand up into your dress, fingertips teasing you ever so cruelly over your panties. Fuck, it doesn't even matter that you're in a crowd- you want him to take you right now.

"Yuuji, please. I need you. I need you so fucking bad," you moan as you turn your head on his shoulder and press your lips to his ear.

He tightens his hold on you, contemplating just doing it. However, he knows better, and lets go of you, opting to grab your hand and lead you off the dance floor instead.

"Come on, let's get you some water," he sighs once you escape the sea of sweaty bodies.

"No," you pout at him, tugging at his hand in another direction. "Need the bathroom."

"Fine, but then we're getting some water," he agrees and follows you, who obviously needs someone to keep an eye on.

He waits outside the women's bathroom after you go in, trying to figure out what his next move should be - maybe find your friends to take care of you and call it a night. As much as his body tells him differently, he'd rather not take advantage of you, especially since you chose not to tell him you'd even be going out. Though he doesn't have a chance to dwell on that. He feels a hand on his shoulder, pulling him through the doorway to the women's room, and it's like he's in a different world of fluorescent lights rather than the flashing lasers of the club. He turns his head to see you as he stumbles to keep up with you marching over to the end stall.

"You little- What do you think you're doing?" He lectures as you drag him behind the swinging door and slide the lock.

You don't reply, simply fisting his black shirt in your hands and pulling him against you instead. You crash your lips to his, urging him closer until your back is against the tile wall, cold against your hot skin. He moans into your mouth, wanting to resist your temptation, but fuck- you keep doing that thing where you chase the steel ball on his tongue with the tip of yours. It makes his head go hazy, as if he's getting drunk off the faint flavor of a kamikaze shot that lingers in your lips.

Soon enough, he's pressing himself against you, nudging his knee between your thighs, hands squeezing at your tits over your dress. He can feel you smile, knowing that you've won. It aggravates him, muttering "evil woman" under his breath, but doesn't stop him from moving his hands lower and lower until he's cupping your ass, pulling you further up his thigh. Your leg snakes up and around his hip, thoughtlessly seeking more friction under your dress that's hardly even covering your lace undies anymore. He takes the cue, grabbing underneath your thighs and giving you a boost up for you to wrap your legs around his waist.

You continue your frenzied make out session like this, letting him drive you into the wall to help support you as he shuffles his pants undone and works to get them down past his hips. You're faintly aware of the ongoings in the club just on the other side of the walls, but all you can focus on is the wetness that's surely soaked through the thin material of your panties. Once his pants and boxer briefs are down far enough on his legs, you stifle a moan when you feel his cockhead poke against your clothed entrance and get smeared with your excess slick.

"This is crazy," you huff with a cheeky smile, eager for him to just be inside of you already. He smirks back at you and you swear that you could melt right on the spot.

"I like crazy."

That's when you hear the door to the restroom fly open, flooding the space with heavy bass and chatter. Your eyes go wide when you hear the familiar voices of your friends calling out your name. Yuuji grins at you impishly just before pressing his lips to your neck again, challenging you to keep quiet.

"I don't think she's in here," one of the girls says.

"She's probably with one of those brothers who were hitting on her earlier," says another.

"Good for her. The quicker she gets over her fuck buddy, the better."

Yuuji stops his teasing and looks at you with a frown. You go to open your mouth, but he quickly covers it with his hand. You can hear the shuffle of their shoes and heels, and you fight a groan, wishing they'd hurry up and leave despite your appreciation for the concern. However, they seem to be using this time to fix themselves in the mirror.

"The hairdresser? I thought she really liked him. He's hot."

Yuuji's expression lightens a bit at the compliment and tilts his head to the side in mock arrogance. You'd roll your eyes, but you're too nervous to hear where this conversation is headed.

"Yeah, too hot though. Apparently he's got a lot of women chasing after him. I don't blame her for not wanting to compete."

"Puh-lease. He'd be stupid not to try and pin down our girl."

"Well, duh. But it's probably exhausting having to guess where you stand while trying to keep things cool. Better to just establish that you're in control of yourself before you get hurt."

"I get that. I guess we can check out the bar again - ask the bartender if he's seen her."

You hear the girls snap and zip their bags shut and head out of the bathroom. Yuuji pulls his hand from your mouth. Despite your spinning head, you have the decency to feel embarrassed at the overheard conversation.

"Yuuji, I-"

"You think I'd two-time you?" He asks. Your heart strains when you see that he actually looks concerned.

"I don't think anything! I just- I know you have your pick. Figured it'd be easier for you if I wasn't trying to make whatever this is into something more, ya'know?" You reason, face feeling more warm than it should. Yes, you might be a little more attached to him than you try to let on, but this isn't how you ever planned on letting him know.

He huffs, brown eyes boring into yours just for a moment before crashing his lips to yours once again. He doesn't know what else to do- can't think of the words he could say right now to get through your inebriated state. So he hopes you feel something in his kiss, in the way his hands grip at the meat of your hips as if he's holding on for his life, and in the urgency of his cock thrusting against you desperate to get inside of your warmth.

And you certainly feel his want. It's a bit too much to handle with your head spinning with the vibrations of the wall on your back, the sugar and liquor swimming in your belly, and the fire in your core from how hot he feels against you. Still, you whine for him, helpless to your desire to have him even closer, to be completely his even if this is all entirely too frenzied.

"Yuuji, please. Wanna be yours. Make me yours," you beg.

You don't have to tell him. He wants it just as bad- wants you just as bad. He pushes your panties to the side and bites back a loud groan when your wet hot folds slide bare against him. All it takes is him lining up with your dripping hole for you to come sinking down on his cock, making your jaw go lax at the stretch.

He prays nobody walks in again, because he can't hold back once he's inside you to the hilt. God, you feel so fucking good. How could you not know that he's addicted to your pussy? That there's no other after knowing you? If only he could have you in his bed every night, and not some grimy nightclub bathroom. He'll make you all his, just like you asked for - a gift since he came unprepared.

He bucks up into you, leaning in to swipe his tongue over yours in a sloppy kiss that has you rolling your eyes back. He's so deep as gravity works to pull you down on his full length with every thrust. It nearly knocks the breath out of you with each stroke. He moans into your mouth and you swear you can see the stars and the planets as the sound echoes off the tiled walls.

"Gonna fuckin' fill you up. Gonna show you," he grunts, fingers digging into your ass. His blond hair sticks to his forehead from holding you up like this and fighting the sinfully tight grip of your cunt. He knows you're close and he can't hold on much longer either, too heated by your wanton cries and the trance-inducing bounce of your tits as the thin straps of your dress slide off your shoulders.

"Yuuji- I- Please-"

You couldn't even form a coherent sentence even if you were sober. Every drag of his dick sends you closer to the edge. All you can do is hopelessly wrap your arms tighter around his neck, pressing your forehead to his. You just hope he can understand the desperate look in your eyes and the strain in your voice.

"Yeah? You want that? I'll fuckin' take care of you. agggh!- Just take it. Be a good girl and take it, sweetheart. F-Fuck!"

He curses a few more times, hips slamming up into you as your legs shake from being held up like this for so long. Your thighs burn, but it's negligible to the high that rolls closer and closer until it spills over in waves of ecstasy rippling from your pulsing cunt. Both of you converge to try and swallow each other's moans, ending with him biting and sucking your lip as he lets out a throaty groan. His seed is hot against your walls and even as it drips out of you and onto the floor.

He doesn't even let you catch your breath before moving in to kiss you hard, too entranced by the glossy shine of your eyes to keep himself off you. He gently moves his hands to your waist as you unwrap your legs, though you wobble and stumble against him. He lets out a light laugh between heavy panting while struggling to hold you up, his own legs not much better than your own. You rest your head against his shoulder, taking in the mix of sweat and cologne with every shallow breath.

"Happy birthday to me," you mutter with a satisfied sigh.

"Yeah? You liked that, sweetheart? I think I can give you a lot more if you wanna get out of here," he says cheekily. "But first, water. I need it. You really need it."

You smile in your daze, still trying to find your legs as you fumble with the stall lock. You catch yourself on one of the sinks and immediately start giggling when you see your reflection in the mirror.

"Oh my god! Hahaaa! I look so fucked. Just wait for me out there. Gotta fix myself," you say sheepishly as you start to readjust your dress.

He agrees with a chuckle and gives you a quick peck on the temple before peeking out the door to make sure no one would suspect him coming out of the women's restroom. He sneaks out back into the noisy area and leans against the wall, trying to look innocent as he runs his hand through his damp hair.

"Yo, Terushima! You ever find that chick you were story-stalking on Instagram? I think I saw a party of girls over by the bar."

Yuuji looks up to see Bobata who had come with him and some of his other friends, but quickly turns his head when you come up from behind him and place your hand on his shoulder. His whole body goes cold in embarrassment at your telltale grin that says you heard what his old teammates had said.

"So, that's why you're here."

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boop-le-snoot · 4 years ago

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PARTY FAVOURS I CHAPTER 25

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TWs/SUMMARY: Drugs and alcohol. Vague reference to Britishguy Funnyname being Smaug. Gen-Z humor. Reader throwing it back. You can pry my headcanon of Sam being a good dancer from my cold, dead hands.

I literally have a playlist titled "party in Stark tower but a Gen-Z is the DJ". It's good for house parties & dancing. Throw it back my ladies theybies and gentlemen ✌🏻😔

As soon as we heard the muted cheering coming from the spot we'd last seen our friends, my and Loki's head minutely turned in that direction, and only centuries of practice on his end prevented us from colliding with another couple dancing nearby.

Stephen Strange was a... Vision. He was something else, for sure, tight black suit with a sophisticated scale pattern shining silver in the candlelight; the same pattern decorating parts of his face and head, convoluting in a set of small, raised grey-white horns. And his eyes - his eyes glowed like the molten embers of an unholy fire, yellow and gold. He looked terrifying and dangerous and delicious.

And he was looking at us, a cocky smirk on his pale lips and a glass of scotch idly held in a black, gloved hand.

Loki cleared his throat.

I averted my gaze, briefly locking my eyes with Loki's - red and wide. So I wasn't the only one that felt an indescribable sort of animalistic magnetism when looking at the Sorcerer Supreme. "Magic?" I asked, to take my mind off the awkwardness.

"Indeed," Loki replied curtly, stepping slightly closer to me. "Simplistic, but powerful magic. It seems like you had struck a sensitive spot within the Sorcerer," With a great deal of teasing, Loki grinned his trademark 'I-am-trouble' grin.

I chewed on my lip in thought. Low confidence much, Stephen? "We can both agree he is hot as fuck, a gorgeous piece of man, and continue with our party," I spoke after a brief moment, raising an eyebrow towards Loki, hoping to cut the shit at its roots. The trickster couldn't pretend he was unaffected, I had seen his brain stutter.

"Let's shall," He smiled, for real this time, and led us back to our friends. "Strange," Loki's voice was, perhaps, a tad more breathy than usual. I wouldn't blame him for shooting his shot if Stephen actually swung that way.

"Doctor Wizard," Game face: ON, I made my biggest, most innocent eyes and fluttered my wings for the dramatic effect as I made my way back to Bruce. Tony was gone and so was his glass of whiskey - I assumed he had went to schmooze. Bruce patted his lap and I obediently sat down, placing myself nearly face-to-face with the sorcerer.

"Good evening," It took my brain a moment to register that the deep, guttural voice was coming indeed from Stephen himself. "Forgive my tardiness, I was held up at the Sanctum." He stared right at me, flashing those unbelievable eyes in what seemed like amusement. I couldn't tell.

"Smaug," My brain blurted out for some reason. I mean, the eyes, the scales, the voice...

"Touchè," He nodded, saluting me with his glass and taking a hefty swig. "I can't say I'm very trendy," The way he said the word was obviously meant to insult current fashions, "But for an old man like me, I clean up nicely." The little shit-eating grin just about killed me on the spot. Bruce chuckled behind me.

"I won't disagree," I twirled the straw of a drink Bruce had passed me, faking coyness and trying to gather my thoughts in some resemblance of an order. "The eyes are impressive."

"Thank you," Stephen chuckled. "That, and the voice, took some time and patience."

So, he noticed. I was fucked. So, so fucked. I needed more alcohol. "Where's Wanda?" I asked nobody in particular.

"She's dancing with Natasha," Bruce answered, watching me and Stephen with a knowing smirk. The green in his eyes didn't intensify and I took the brief moment to softly touch my lips to his, so quickly it might have been mistaken for a trick of the eye by any peeping stranger. Stephen's close vicinity did something to me. "Wanna go dance with the girls, Princess?" Bruce leaned away slightly, the brown of his irises flashing a glowing green. Oh, he was affected, too.

Stephen Strange, you sly, sly bastard.

"Yes, daddy," I whispered into his ear - just to watch him shudder all over and the hand on my bare thigh briefly turn green, grabbing my flesh possessively... As well as hear Stephen's sharp inhale, the brightening of his eyes. I sashayed off, satisfied with my small act of revenge.

I approached Natasha and Wanda carefully, taking care not to startle them.

"Finally," The witch sighed, moving slowly and precisely to the music with Natasha by her side. "I thought I would find you and Loki in the supply closet." She sounded... Slightly jealous, to be honest.

"Nah, we were thirsting over Strange," I rebuffed the implications firmly.

Natasha whistled. "I can see why."

"I know, right? Almost got Brucie to drag me out of here caveman style with that voodoo shit," I laughed soundly, looking around for the DJ booth. The music was... Nice, but definitely not for solo or group dancing. "You wanna go with me or stay here? I'll bribe the DJ into playing something more... Dancy," I said, reaching into my bra to pull out a fat roll of cash.

"Oh, I want to see that," Natasha proclaimed, pulling me towards our destination by the hand. Wanda followed obediently and curiously. In ten minutes I spent making puppy eyes, Natasha was giving DJ her best murder face and Wanda blankly stared at the array of electronics, I became $300 poorer but the tunes playing overhead slowly turned away from dark rock and into club bass territory.

When a particular song began playing, I pulled out my two girls behind me without a twitch, snagging and downing two shots from a tray standing on the bar. "Tuesday on mind, think about you all the time..." I sang along, body falling into the familiar rhythm of bopping to house music. Natasha joined quickly whereas Wanda was a little confused... But still, she had the spirit.

Few more songs and few more shots in, I was feeling myself. Wanda was tipsy, too, as she had followed in my footsteps upon Natasha's amused urging. Slowly but surely, we danced and drank our way back to our table.

Tony and Stephen were engaged in a staring contest - which was quite funny to me in my state. Tony didn't flinch, didn't blink, just traced his thumb along his jawline just like every time he was deep in thought.

"Loki!" Wanda happily exclaimed, disrupting the tense silence with a fit of drunken giggling. "She bribed the DJ, that was so cool!" The witch snorted as me and Natasha let out slightly embarrassed laughs. Technically, Wanda was still underage and - unsurprisingly - a total lightweight.

"Let's get some fresh air, darling," Loki approached the situation courteously, holding the girl steady and gently steering her towards the patio.

I took the empty chair immediately, plopping with little grace, throwing a leg over the other and leaning back in my chair, exposing the sparkling skin of my legs.

"You're responsible for this noise?" Stephen gestured to the people dancing, now much more closely and loosely, all over the room.

"Baby girl, if you keep dancing like that, I won't mind the terrible noise," Tony winked at me salaciously, evidently having seen me throwing it back like a pro despite my heels and fancy dress. "Where'd you learn that?"

"I just had lots of practice... " I trailed off insinuatingly, eyeing each man for a moment longer than necessary. The darkness in their eyes answered all my questions, the alcohol on my blood making me much bolder in my leering towards them both. I wasn't hiding my eyes as they lazily ran over Stephen's and then Tony's form. The latter knew what it meant, usually his pants were undone in mere minutes after I looked at him like that.

Today, I was a Fae. I was supposed to be playful and I was going to play. My eyes averted before they reached Tony's, focusing instead on Natasha and being all but thrown around by an overly excited Thor. The spy took it like a champ, I doubt I could survive the space-lambada or whatever the fuck it was that the inebriated Asgardian was doing.

A somber silence hung over us, each person eyeing the others with secretive looks. Despite the situation having the full potential to be hot, it was starting to get a little bit unsettling. If I was honest with myself I had completely no idea how to party with old people. Bruce didn't seem to be the dancing kind, Strange looked way too unapproachable and Tony was well on his way to getting shitfaced. I hid behind my drink as I scouted the dance floor for Clint or Sam figuring that they probably wouldn't refuse me a dance or three.

Bingo. Sam caught my eyes quickly and made way to our table in response to the dejected look I gave him. "Sup, baby?" The Falcon-turned-Greek-demigod asked me as he promptly downed a glass of water. The sheen of sweat covering his face indicated he wasn't the one to sit around with a phat beat in the background. "Wanna bust some moves?'

"Sure do," I replied, taking hold of his outstretched hand. "Tony and Stephen are way too busy flirting to dance with me." I pouted, ignoring Tony's indignant shrieking and Sam's laughter. We found ourselves a cozy little spot between all the grinding, writhing sweaty bodies, just barely in direct eyesight of the pouting men we'd left at the table.

"Are you making moves on me now?" Sam laughed as our bodies slid close and moved to the rhythm in perfect sync. The man met all my expectations, he had all the prerequisites for being a good dancer and he did not disappoint.

"Nah, Bird, you've been friend zoned," I snarked, alcohol loosening my lips. "I already have my hands full with my geniuses, sorry man." I was twirled and spun, my hands promptly landing back on his chest. It wasn't that much different than dancing dirty during one of the house parties I used to frequent. Just a lot less pelvic thrusting...

Sam threw his head back, baring his pearly whites in mirth. "At least spare this man a good dance?" The bass dipped lower and I found myself turned around, facing Tony, Bruce and Stephen. Their smirks were dark and nearly identical as they watched me slot and sway my hips in rhythm with the man behind me. "I know you got some moves, baby, don't be shy," Sam teased me.

Who was I to deny such a polite request?Alcohol was fueling my bravery and all but evaporating my sense of shame. Aw, yiss. In short, I was throwing ass like crazy and Sam - Sam was catching it, expertly. My dress wasn't deterring me in the slightest bit, adding an extra flair to my movements. In a moment, my worries were forgotten and replaced by a rush of endorphins coming from the pure joy brought on by dancing.

We danced until my feet hurt. At some point Sam was swished away by a tall, beautiful woman and I traded places with some other girl, landing in the arms of a bulky blonde man dressed as Aquaman. In my drunken haze, Jason Momoa had nothing on him. I threw it back like there was no tomorrow, downing a drink that was given to me with little regard.

Tony's eyes met mine. He was watching me like a hawk, taking tantalising little sips of his whiskey and licking his lips every now and then, diverting his attention only to absentmindedly nod in Strange's direction or smile at a person who wanted a piece of his spotlight. I consumed all of Tony's free attention span. It made me feel powerful, invincible.

I danced a bit more before the booze got to me, making me feel a little too woozy for comfort. Eyes on the table, I stumbled my way to Tony, noisily plopping down in his lap.

His mouth was set in a firm line. "Having fun, Princess?"

"Yeah," I moaned, hugging him around the neck. My body was heating up rapidly, my heart raced. Wait a minute... "Shit," I came to a conclusion as quickly as Stephen's eyebrows rose when he took a look at my face.

"Are you high?" The sorcerer asked me with a deal of concern.

"Prolly," I spoke, sighing. Did I pop X at some point? My memory was hazy. "I'm good tho. Give me some water and I'll be good," I knew my drugs, okay? A little bit of extasy didn't hurt anybody now and then. I had stayed mostly clean ever since my and Tony's and Bruce's relationship started.

To my surprise, Tony chuckled. "I really have no place to judge, Princess, but a warning would have been nice. I hope you had the common sense to get that shit tested, at least." He spoke, slowly stroking my damp hair and allowing me to all but rub myself on him. He smelled so good.

"Tony, please," Stephen rolled his eyes, evidently preparing for a lecture.

I stopped him in his tracks. "Don't act like you're a saint, seventy percent of college students I know do Adderall and coke just to keep up with the curriculum. I call bullshit."

Tony snorted as Stephen rolled his eyes, looking away. Predictable. For all that Strange wanted to appear high and mighty, he wasn't shit. I'd googled him and asked around about him shortly after we'd first met. The sorcerer was no stranger to the lifestyles of the rich and famous. He had more than a few invitation-only parties behind his back. I couldn't wait to tear the self-satisfied, smug smirk off the bastard's face.

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wildbootsappeared · 4 years ago

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Continental Divides Chapter Discussion #10: The Researcher’s Son

I usually cut at least 500 words of content from my chapters before I get to a publishable draft. Sometimes it’s more. I save everything in a folder called “scraps” because you never know what might turn out to be useful several months down the road. Most of the time, these scraps don’t turn into anything. I might reuse an image, reworking the prose completely, but usually a look through my scraps folder just confirms, “Yup, that needed to go.”

One scrap I did end up using was originally written as a prologue. With very few exceptions, I write in chronological order to help with continuity and to keep up the momentum, so this scene took place before Mark and Natalie meet, when Steven is scouting out Meteor Falls for DevCo and trying to recruit Brendan for his treasure hunt. I eventually decided that the story needed to hit the ground running a little better and keep Mark and Natalie in the center of the frame. Snip, snip, chop, chop. However, the dynamic between Brendan and Steven and some of the key images came up again in Continental Divides Chapter 10: Fool’s Gold.

Is The Mummy a Ch10 mood because of Brendan Fraiser, inadvisable archeology, or both???

Here’s the first draft of that incomplete scene, including notes, totaling about 1,000 words:

Prologue: Mineral Wealth

Even crouching to pick up a rocks, the former champion looked like a clothing ad. He’d traded his usual suit and tie for more practical attire, all of it new and sharply creased. And, always, he wore the jeweled lapel pin with the Stone family crest.

“This looks like a good one,” he said, handing a rock up to the researcher’s son.

“How can you tell?”

“The shape, mostly.” Stephen Stone stood and dusted invisible specks of dust from his pants. “See the striations down the wall? They’re formed by layers of lava cooling and hardening, over and over. Sometimes there are bubbles of air trapped in between, and the minerals oxidize inside.”

“Right. It looks like a bubble.”

Brendan’s training in the sciences was informal, driven first by which projects his father wanted help with and then by his own interests — more scattered now after his months of travel. He knew some things about trees and wetlands. Almost nothing about geology.

He still wasn’t entirely sure why Stephen had asked him to join him on this excursion, but suspected it was because his father was unavailable. Or perhaps because the new champion was unavailable.

Standing next to Stephen Stone, Brendan knew he looked especially shabby. He wore the shoes that had taken him all the way across Hoenn, the left strung with the original black laces and the right with one of May’s red. But they were filthy now and the sole had begun to peel away from the canvas upper.

The last time he saw May, she was wearing new shoes. They hadn’t had much time to talk — she had a photo shoot. She was busy.

Stephen said, “That’s right.” He pulled a chisel and a small hammer from his belt. “But there’s one way to find out for sure. Would you like to do the honors?”

Stephen showed him how much force to use and where to wedge the chisel tip. The rock split cleanly, revealing a cloudy whorl of lighter colored rock inside. Nothing that sparkled.

Brendan’s heart sank, as if he were personally responsible.

Stephen said, “Looks like agate. Not bad.”

He gathered the two halves and tossed them to the silver metagross whose hulking frame nearly filled the canyon behind them. The metagross didn’t visibly react, but the geode halves jerked in the air and then began a slow orbit above the metagross. Already, several twisty meteorites and a fire stone floated there.

The way the monstrosity lumbered behind them, docile as you please, was surreal. One of those legs could crush Brendan to pulp, and it was carrying their haul for them.

And May had fought it and won. Brendan would never be half the trainer she was. Or that Stephen was.

“Thanks again for inviting me,” he said, perhaps too earnest.

But Stephen smiled. “Thank you for joining me. You know, I have been looking for an opportunity to get to know you better.”

Brendan blurted, “Why?” He composed himself. “I mean, I’m not really much of a trainer.”

Stephen regarded him coolly, hands in his pockets. “I think you have more to offer than your training ability. You’re sharp.” Before Brendan could manage a response, the former champion said, “Well. Shall we?”

Occasionally pausing to pick up possible geodes, they continued up the canyon single-file. In places the rock had splintered into columns and tiers that almost could’ve been man-made— basalt, Stephen said. In other places the walls looked like they’d been raked by giant fingers when the earth was still gooey and raw. Waterfalls sliced through the canyon sometimes…but not now. It had been another dry year, and water only flowed in the deepest recesses of Meteor Falls now, within the mountain.

The two trainers and the massive pokemon stopped at the top of a rise overlooking Fallarbor Town. Stephen examined some charts he’d brought and consulted with the metagross, then took measurements with tools from his rucksack. He’d gotten special clearance for a mini geological survey beyond the official trails where trainers were normally allowed — Meteor Falls was protected land, tightly regulated.

Brendan ate half his sandwich and sketched some of the surrounding rock forms. He wasn’t much of an artist either, but the drawings helped him process what he learned, especially since he left Newbark. He took notes on terms he wanted to look up later or things he wanted to ask his father about.

After a time, he became aware of Stephen watching him draw.

“Can I look?”

“They’re just things I found interesting on the road. Natural history, stuff like that,” Brendan said, but he handed over his field notes.

Stephen skimmed through the notebook for a few moments, his face unreadable. Then he snapped it shut as if he’d just come to a decision. “Brendan, do you want a job?”

“A job? What kind of job?”

“Research, of course,” Stephen said, passing back the notebook.

“Like…with Devon?” The Stone family owned Devon Corporation, by far the biggest company in the country.

Research, Brendan knew, required money. As often as he’d watched his father collect water samples and take counts of wetland pokemon, he’d also watched Dr. Birch at the computer late into the night, working on another grant application. Dr. Birch always managed to scrape up more funding from somewhere, usually government organizations and sometimes non-profits. But he told Brendan, “I’m grateful every day I get to do this work. You never know when they might finally cut the cord.”

DevCo The Stones had the kind of money that never ran out.

“No,” Stephen said. “For me. As my research assistant. I have more free time now, and there are some projects I’d like to pursue.”

“Like what?”

Stephen flashed a sly smile. “I suppose you could call it a sort of treasure hunt.”

“And you want my help.”

The look in Stephen’s eyes reminded Brendan of the way he’d evaluated the geode. “I want someone with an adventurous spirit and a fresh approach to things. I think you’re like me. You’re smart, you know how to handle yourself on the road, and you’re curious about the world around you. But, please, tell me if I’m wrong.”

Brendan’s mind raced, but he controlled his voice. “I’d be down to hear more about it.”

“Good.”

They continued walking while they talked.

[Reflection on rock that supposedly used to be Groudon, how terrifying that power is.]

Shortly after, Newbark Labs was offered a contract for an environmental impact assessment on behalf of The Devon Corporation.

Here’s some Chapter 10 music (with links to Spotify):

- AZAN by Losers

- Crow (DJ Kicks Remix) by Forest Sword

- Mongrel by Sofa Surfers

- Shadows by Lunatic Soul

#writing about writing #continental divides

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lesbian-roguefort · 4 years ago

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: A Hat in Time (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: DJ Grooves (A Hat In Time), The Conductor (A Hat in Time) Additional Tags: Guns, Russian Roulette, Threats, Suicide Attempt, Angst, conductor being a reckless bastard, Nihilistic Conductor Summary:

“Hey.”

Grooves returned his gaze to the Conductor, who was staring up at him from his position on the floor with a sly, cocky grin. Holding the silver revolver in his hand, he gave the cylinder a spin before holding it out to him.

“Russian roulette. Wanna play?”

— (or, alternatively, the Conductor gets a little too careless with his own life.)

#ahit #a hat in time #rift writes #IT’S HERE BABEYYYYYYY

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brashashxao · 5 years ago

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The Two Sides Of Kai (PT 1)

🖤 Genre: Smut

🖤 Rating: M

🖤 Pairing: Kim Jongin aka Kai X Reader

🖤 Synopsis: You get a job teaching English skills to kpop idols at SM entertainment where you meet Kai and everything changes.

🖤 Word Count: 1,958k

🖤 Warnings: this story starts out a bit slow and ends very smutty.

**Writers note: Hey guys! this is my very first post! im thinking of making this into 2 parts. i love all kpop idols and my bias list is insane! i thought i would start out with Kai since i last saw SuperM in concert. I hope you enjoy!!**

“What the fuck was i thinking?” I say to myself as I hold onto the cold stark white bathroom vanity in front of me. My mind has been wondering since i stepped of the plane just a few hours ago. I left my home in America to teach English in Seoul. But I never imagined I would be teaching English to kpop idols at SM entertainment. I splash cold water on my face and wash my hands. “You can do this Y/N” i stare at myself in the mirror and say. i feel a tiny bundle of nerves form in my stomach as I exit the bathroom with shaky hands.

I stand behind a huge velvet curtain waiting for my cue to step out and introduce myself.

I hear the soft chatter and murmurs from the crowd which could only be the idols themselves.

“Alright everyone calm down” i hear Mr. Lee Soo-Man echo through a microphone. “I bet you are all wondering why you are here?” he says fixing his suit jacket. “We have a new staff member joining us today, she will be working closely with all of you and help sharpen your English comprehension skills” Mr. Lee Soo-Man glances at the curtain, “please welcome her with open arms, Miss Y/N will you please join us on stage?” That’s my cue, I straighten my back and clear my dry throat as I make my way up the polished marble stairs and onto the stage. And that’s when I see him..in the flesh. The very person who I knew I would see but didn't expect to see so soon.

Kai is sitting front row next to Chanyeol. He has on a simple pair of dark jeans with rips at the knee and a plaid shirt with a white T shirt underneath. His hair is pulled back into a baseball cap, and for a moment I debate whether it's too late to chicken out and run off the stage. His golden skin peaks from under his sleeves as he rolls them up nonchalantly. His lips looked more plump and kissable in person. “Run away stupid” I silently scold myself in my head. “Um hi” I say as I clear my increasingly dry throat.

“Thank you Mr. Lee Soo-man for this once in a lifetime opportunity” I say as I quickly bow. “Once in a lifetime Y/N” i whisper to myself. “As stated earlier, I will be helping you guys further your English skills” I exclaim clapping my hands together and smiling softly. Just then Kai sits up in his chair and turns his full attention to me, ignoring a whispering Chanyeol in the process. I feel my insides ignite with just a simple look from this man. His chocolate brown eyes stare holes into my face and suddenly i forget how to breathe. I’m reminded i’m on stage in front of the entire company when Kai unfolds a lopsided grin and raises his eyebrows. I clear my voice, “I am very excited to work with you all, and I hope to learn from you as much as you learn from me!” I stand back, and if on signal Mr. Lee Soo-Man returns from the shadows. I can't focus on what he's saying as i try to keep my legs tightly closed while avoiding Kai’s gaze. “This man is going to be the death of me,” I say to myself.

When the meeting concludes Mr. Lee Soo-Man approaches me with a shy Kai in tow. “Y/N, you can work in groups. We can start with Exo, Kai has generously offered to show you around and help you get situated”. Kai blushes behind Mr. Lee Soo-Man. “I’ll leave you two it” he flashes a grin as he walks away.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I cannot be left alone with this man.” I think in my head ignoring Kai’s outstretched hand. “Oh i'm sorry” I say. I feel so small next to him. His large hands nearly swallows mine hole. His golden skin glistens even in doors. His silver hair peaks from under his hat, and I lose myself in his smile. His plump lips So warm and kind. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you Kai” I choke out. “Jongin, please call me Jongin” he says smooth as butter. And I realize how much I love his voice, how i want to hear him saying my name over and over as he buries himself inside of me. “What the fuck, get your head in the game y/n, you did not travel this far just to loose your job in the first 30 minutes” i repeat over and over like a sacred mantra in my head. “Let me show you around” he says as he flashed me a smile that could make puppies cry. “Lead the way” i say.

My god he smelled good, he looked good, but most of all you could tell the passion he had for his job as he led me through the halls of the building, leaving no stone un turned as he showed me every inch of the building. Even the janitors closet. I smirked internally when he mentioned that the janitors closet was vital to the tour. We stopped at one last door down a dimly lit hall. He sighed and turned to me looking unsure, “And this, this is the most important room to me. Its where I practice daily, hourly.” he opens the door and I am greeted with a big room with floor to ceiling mirrors. Leather bean bag chairs and a large dark oak table with chairs surrounding it, Complete with a Dj station off to the side. It smells just like him. Woodsy and manly. The Wood floors were so shiny I could see my reflection, the SM logo is plastered in the middle of the sleek wooden wall.

“This is beautiful” I murmur as I take in the room, simple yet masculine. I spin to find Jongin looking at me, his brown eyes dark and clouded. He stalks his way over to me and i melt where I stand. I can’t find my voice when he stands in front of me staring at me. He towers over my much smaller frame. He takes his hat off to run his hair through his messy silver strands. I watch as he reaches out to stroke my cheek. He steps closer and I could swear his eyes get even darker. “y/n you’re so beautiful, i’m sorry, i’m not usually a forward person” he says taking a strand of my hair between his fingers before bringing it to his lips. In this moment I can't find my voice and I curse myself for just staring back at him foolishly. Before I can reply his lips are on mine. Soft at first as if testing the waters, then the kiss heats up. He moves his tongue across my lips silently begging for entry. I opened my mouth to feel his soft tongue caressing my tongue and cheeks. Like silk, his touch, his tongue feels like silk.

I don't even notice when my back hits the wall. I feel him growing hard under his jeans, as it pokes me in my belly. I entangle my hands in his hair knocking his hat free. I pull him closer to deepen the kiss and a moan escaped his lips. “Fuck you taste so good y/n” now its my turn to moan as he says my name. It feels like ecstasy. He moves his hands over my waist and down my sides until he reaches my ass. “Your body is so perfect, so curvy in all the right places” he says against my lips. He then kisses my cheeks, and the shell of my ear before peppering kisses down my neck. By now i can say goodbye to these panties. He moves his hands expertly over the fabric of my blouse before taking a nipple in his mouth. I moan while tangling my fingers in his hair. He looks up at me between his eyelashes and says “ can i?” confusion spreads through my features. He motions down to my pants. I simply nod and he slowly goes to his knees and slides my pants over my waist, then my ass and to my ankles.

He slides kisses down my legs and he grasps onto my ass for dear life. I feel shy, im half naked while he is fully clothed. He reaches to kiss my inner thigh as he hitches one of my legs over his shoulders. Moving my panties to the side he inhales. “So sweet, i wonder if you taste as sweet as you smell baby” My mind is hazy. He looks at me with expectant eyes before I nod to him that he can continue. He uses the pad of his thumb and works my clit in circular motions. He then uses his tongue to lick the folds of my most secret spot. “You taste like heaven” he says against my pussy and the vibration makes me moan Louder than I wanted to. he delves his tongue flat in and out of my entrance. All the while rubbing my clit.

I tug on his hair as I moan his name over and over. He looks up at me with his plush lips coated in my juices. He flashes me a cocky grin before he slides two slender digits inside of me. He watches me writhe and scream his name for a minute before licking my clit as his fingers push in and out of me. A bundle of heat courses through my body when he curves his fingers just right hitting a spot I didn't even know existed. I throw my head back and yell his name before coming all over his fingers and mouth. He continues to lick and fuck me with his fingers and just when i thought i couldn't breathe he brings me to another orgasm, just as mind bending as the one before. I have to catch my breath and hold onto his head for dear life as i get weak. He looks at me and smiles. “You’re so beautiful when you come on my fingers y/n, i want to watch you come for me again” with a shaky sigh i barely breathe out “im to sensitive”. He sees this as a challenge and pumps his fingers faster, so fast I instantly lose my footing and fall backwards on my ass, Jongin chuckles while still pumping his digits in and out of me at an impressive speed.

When I finally think I can't take anymore i cry out “oh my god Jongin im going to come!” he removes his hand and replaces it with his mouth as my body explodes. My orgasm rips through my body fast and hard leaving me breathless. Breathing heavily, I snapped my eyes open. I didn't even know were closed. Jongin stands up and helps me to my feet. He turns to me and places a tender kiss on my lips before licking them. His big soft lips feel amazing against my burning flesh. “Now if you’ll excuse me y/n i have to take a shower and handle a few things” Jongin says with a sly wink. “I-i can help you” i motion to his hard bulge threatening to rip his pants from his body. “Maybe next time, goodnight y/n” he says and he turns on his heel leaving me in a puddle of self worry and confusion.

“I am SO getting fired” i say aloud while hitting myself in the head with the palm of my hand “so getting fired”

**I hope you guys enjoyed this little scenario! i look forward to finishing this story and creating more!**

-BrashAsh Xao

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chrancecriber · 2 years ago

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1.FM - Chillout Lounge Radio (February 15, 2023)

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fiifiadinkra · 5 years ago

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DJ Sly - Alert (Feat Ice Prince)

DJ Sly – Alert (Feat Ice Prince)

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ghostking-wenning · 5 years ago

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Radishes, Chapter 2

chapter 2 babeyyy let’s party! I promise we’ll get to the actual plot soon lol

2200 words, Rated G, NingXian, modern au, farmer’s market au, gay disaster flirting, romcom? I guess?

Qionglin carefully stacked the produce crates in the trunk of his hatchback. It had been his sister Qing’s when she was in high school, but she passed it on to him when she moved to the city for university. It had been old then, and it was pretty shabby by now, but it got Qionglin from point A to point B, so he wasn’t complaining. He liked it better than the huge, noisy farm truck, anyway. That thing had the turning radius of a steam engine, and when it was cold and wet like today, the brakes made a hideous screeching sound that Qionglin could feel in his teeth. He’d considered driving that old monstrosity today, as he found himself once again laden with radishes. Luckily, through sheer stubbornness and a little clever maneuvering, he managed to fit it all in his car.

The drive to the city was peaceful, if a little boring. But Qionglin liked driving. In the car, he was finally, truly alone. He could sing along to the radio, and laugh aloud at the DJ’s corny jokes without fear of being seen or judged, or worse. When he was in school, he’d been bullied constantly. He had been tall and gangly, all limbs and very little grace; coupled with his stutter, his shyness, and his below-average grades, he was the perfect target. He’d had to learn to keep his head down, keep a straight face, keep quiet to avoid torment. Several years and lots of therapy later, he still struggled to express himself and be open with others, even his family. Slow progress is still progress, he reminded himself.

It had started to rain in earnest by the time he pulled into the market plaza. Working quickly, he pitched the canopy and unloaded the car. He had almost blissfully forgotten about all the radishes, until he was stacking them on the table again. Qionglin had always thought of himself as a patient, tolerant person-- a pushover, his sister would say-- but these radishes were really starting to get on his nerves. At least he could be sure they were the tastiest damn radishes in this whole market.

He finished setting up, and surveyed the rest of the market. Usually more of the vendors were set up by now, but perhaps they’d been delayed by the weather. It looked like it would be a slow day today. He sighed and sat in his folding chair, and watched as the market plaza slowly came to life. Nearly an hour passed before the first customers arrived to mill about the stalls, contemplating heirloom vegetables and artisanal soaps. After a few more hours, Qionglin happily tidied the stack of bills in his cashbox. For all his awkwardness, he had no trouble selling his produce. His vegetables were one of the few things he was proud of, and thus one of the few things he could talk about easily.

But frankly, the produce spoke for itself. He had several regulars already who kept coming back for his peas and cabbages and whatnot. Even the radishes were popular, but they were so large, most people only bought a few at a time. The pile of them loomed quietly beside him. He pointedly avoided looking at them, and instead indulged in a little people-watching between customers. He spotted a teenager wearing a studded jacket and black boots, and was suddenly reminded of the handsome stranger he’d met the week before. Wei Wuxian... It wasn’t the first time he’d thought of that chance encounter in the last few days; he’d made such a fool of himself it was hard to forget. He’d also had trouble forgetting that incredible smile. He did say he was coming again this week… so I guess I can’t have screwed up too bad.

When he took a break for lunch, he texted Qing. Just a quick “Hey how are you?” that she was probably too busy to answer right now. He thought about going to visit her when he was done for the day, but eventually decided against it. Qing didn’t care for surprise visits, she insisted on having a routine.

He and Qing had been inseparable as children. After their parents passed, they were taken in by their grandparents out in the countryside. It had taken them both a long time to adjust, but it had been much harder on Qing. She never quite took to living in the country as well as Qionglin had.

When she graduated high school, she’d considered taking a year off before university, but Qionglin wouldn’t hear of it. He knew she was worried about him, knew she didn’t want to leave him behind, and he didn’t really want her to, either... but he couldn’t stand the thought of her putting her dreams on hold for him. He insisted he didn’t need her to protect him anymore, that her happiness was more important. They had fought about it all summer, but in the end, Qing relented. The day she left for the city, they both cried for hours. It was a bitter memory, but Qionglin chuckled a little thinking about it. It had been one of the first fights he’d ever won. One of the only ones.

He texted Qing again: “Miss you. Call me soon?” She didn’t answer. He would just have to wait until their next scheduled video chat. Qionglin sighed as he put away his lunch box and turned his attention back to the market. He busied himself tidying baskets of potatoes and bundles of herbs. The crowd was thinning now, and the rain was still pouring. Qionglin didn’t mind the rain, but it did sometimes steer his thoughts toward melancholy and a sad kind of wistfulness. He was so used to being on his own that he didn’t register the feeling as loneliness. He sighed again. I should do something fun tonight. Maybe I’ll bake something. That should cheer me up.

“Hey, Farmer Wen!” A cheerful voice shook him from his reverie. “It’s nice to see you again.”

Qionglin jumped. He turned to see Wei Wuxian strolling breezily into his market tent. Oh no, Qionglin thought, as if part of him hadn’t been looking forward to this exact moment for the better part of an hour. Wuxian lowered the hood of his jacket and swept his long hair forward. Today he wore it in a loose braid, revealing a streak of red that Qionglin hadn’t noticed before. His clothes were damp from the rain, but he seemed elegantly unbothered. Somehow, even a worn knit sweater and faded jeans looked like high fashion on him. Oh no.

“Oops,” Wuxian said, stifling a little laugh, “Looks like I startled you this time.”

“H… um, h-- h--” Qionglin cursed himself for getting stuck on the very first word. He shut his eyes and took a breath. It’s fine, don’t panic! Just pick a new word... Wuxian was patient as Qionglin collected himself.

“… Greetings!” He finally said. Great choice, dork.

“How have you been?” Wuxian asked, idly picking up a head of cabbage and turning it over in his hands. He still wore his silver skull ring and woven bracelet, but today he had added several more rings, thinner and daintier than the skull.

“Uh… me? I’ve been fine I guess. S-same as ever. What about you?” He wished he’d had something more to say, but it wasn’t like he got up to much outside of work. Wuxian didn’t seem like he’d be interested in things like tree grafts and crop rotation. Quinglin had hobbies, he supposed; he liked archery and cooking, but he hadn’t had time for archery lately, and cooking was more of a necessity than a hobby. Nothing special.

“Fine, you guess? Huh.” Wuxian mulled over his bland response, eyebrows knitted together slightly like he was dissatisfied somehow. For a moment Qionglin worried he’d press the issue and he’d have to reveal just how boring he was. Thankfully, Wuxian had already moved on.

“I’ve been doing great, myself!” He said, casually circling the table between them. “Had a pretty good week, y’know? Finished a big commission, had dinner with my sister, met someone... interesting.” He glanced sidelong at Qionglin and watched him completely miss the hint. With a sly little smile, he added, “And I’ve got a show coming up, so that’ll be fun.”

“Oh, that all sounds nice... What kind of show are you going to?” Qionglin asked, clueless, but politely interested.

“A rock concert,” Wuxian answered vaguely, picking up a long stick of burdock and twirling it in his fingers.

“Cool!” Qionglin said, sincerely and maybe a little loudly. His anxiety gave way to eager curiosity. “I like music. Haha, of course I do, who doesn’t like music?” He caught himself before he could start rambling. Focus! “Who-- uh, who’s playing?”

“I am.” With a hand on his hip, head held high and an effortlessly confident smirk playing across his lips, he was the very picture of coolness to Qionglin.

“Whoa! Really?” Qionglin’s face lit up. “I should’ve guessed you were a rockstar! Now that I think of it, you totally look like one…” He hadn’t meant to say that last part aloud, but before he could panic about it, Wuxian’s expression melted into a bashful, yet somehow radiant grin. In an instant he’d gone from incredibly cool to unbelievably cute. If Qionglin wasn’t blushing wildly before, he definitely was now. Oh no, he thought again. I’m doomed.

“Wha-- You really think so?” He asked, clearly flustered by the praise. His silvery eyes glittered.

It was too late to take it back, Qionglin had to commit. “Um, well, yeah! With the long hair and the piercing and the stylish clothes and all…” He fidgeted a little, worrying at the hem of his sleeve. Is this… flirting? Am I doing it right?

“Wow, thank you! That’s really sweet of you to say,” Wuxian beamed. “I, uh, I’m afraid I might’ve oversold it already though… My band isn’t exactly famous or anything. We mostly play clubs and stuff. Rockstar might be too strong a word.” He said, self-effacingly.

“S-still! It’s cool that you’re in a band. What do you play?” Qionglin asked, still gazing admiringly.

“I’m the lead singer, but I also play guitar and sometimes keyboard. I play flute too, but that’s not very punk-rock, you know?” Wuxian laughed. “Do you play anything? Or sing?”

Qionglin laughed too, a little bitterly. “Only when I’m alone in the car. I think I’d die of embarrassment if anyone ever heard me… I uh, tried to learn violin when I was in school, but I was terrible. I couldn’t get the hang of sheet music either. I can’t even imagine being on a stage...” He shuffled his feet on the ground, and finally managed to tear his eyes away from Wuxian. He remembered how frustrating music had been, how the notes and lines seemed to swim across the page, jumbling into meaningless noise. They might as well have been hieroglyphs, for all the sense they made to him. Thinking about it too hard would give him a headache.

“Hmm,” Wei Wuxian said, pulling Qionglin back into the present. He didn’t say anything for a while, just looked at Qionglin appraisingly. “Well, you’re definitely handsome enough to be on stage. Might look better with your hair up though, so people can see your cute face.” He fished around in his pockets for a minute, totally oblivious to Qionglin’s thunderstruck expression. “Ah!” He said at last. “Here.” He offered Qionglin a red hair tie.

Qionglin could only stare, still trying to process what he’d just heard. Suddenly, it dawned on him that he might’ve been the interesting someone Wuxian had mentioned meeting. After what felt like several whole minutes, he took the hair tie, and tried to ignore the quiet frisson he felt as their fingers just barely brushed together. His internal monologue was reduced to incoherent screaming.

“Thank you…” he finally forced out. “I don’t think… anyone’s ever called me uh, that before…” he mused. Clumsily, he gathered the top layer of his hair back into a short half-ponytail. “Um… H-- how’s that?” His voice was so quiet he barely heard himself. Or maybe it was just drowned out by the sound of blood rushing in his ears.

“Well, I can’t tell when you look at the ground like that!” Wuxian chuckled. Qionglin looked up at him, but couldn’t meet his eyes. He opted to focus on his silver piercing instead, then panicked when his eyes wandered to Wuxian’s lips. He dropped his gaze to the collar of his jacket. Wuxian examined him for another drawn-out moment. Qionglin briefly wondered if anyone had ever actually died of embarrassment or if he’d be the first. He nibbled on his lower lip, trying to think of what to say next, but his head was full of static.

Thankfully he didn’t have to think too hard. “Hm, yep. Much better. Red’s a good color on you.” Wuxian said decisively. He finally looked away, and even he looked a little sheepish now. “I uh… guess I should actually do my shopping now, huh?” He cleared his throat and turned to look through the vegetables.

“Mn…” Qionglin answered. He shuffled back behind his counter and sat, still a little dazed. A couple minutes later, Wuxian plunked his picks on the counter. He paid and tucked his veggies into his backpack, the silence stretching between them.

Under the table, Qionglin clenched his fists on his lap. Just go for it! Say something! Taking a deep breath to strengthen his resolve, Qionglin looked back up at him, green eyes meeting silver. He could swear Wuxian was blushing too. “S-see you next week?”

Wuxian’s smile felt like a sunrise. “Yeah!” He said. “Absolutely.”

#mdzs fic #my writing #wen ning #ningxian #modern au #farmer's market au #my art #mai luobo!#wei wuxian

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FEEL with DJ Jeff Long - May 15, 2019

music is my sanctuary

Time for Some Changes - Jorge Dalto Ghetto Jungle - Carlos Garnett Gossip - Cyril Neville Every Little Bit Hurts - Brenda Holloway A Walk Through the Shadow - Jay Hoggard and Anthony Davis The Way I Feel Sometimes - Luis Gasca You Beat Me to the Punch - Mary Wells Amarteifio - Alphonso Johnson Guinean - Herbie Mann Please Sunrise, Please - Lionel Hampton Until You Come Back to Me (That’s What I’m Gonna Do) - Aretha Franklin Sister Fortune - Keith Jarrett Everybody Is a Star - Sly and the Family Stone Rated X - Miles Davis Third Stone from the Sun - The Jimi Hendrix Experience Som Imaginaria de Jimmi Hendrix - The Pops Spank-A-Lee - Herbie Hancock Wanna Do My Thing - Matata Smackwater Jack - Quincy Jones Dap - Porgy Jones Get on Up and Dance - Eddie Harris Silver Cycles - Eddie Harris Wait on the Corner - Dom Um Romao Inner Crisis - Hugh Masakela The Dunbar High School Marching Band - Les McCann Middle Class Folk Song - Brother Jack McDuff Theme from Electric Surfboard - Brother Jack McDuff Rancho Cevarro - Bill Hardman La Vie En Rose - Gary McFarland My Favorite Things - Sergio Mendes Casa Forte - Sergio Mendes and Brasil ‘66 Truth - Kamasi Washington

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lonelypond · 6 years ago

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AU YEAH AUGUST: mood: Singular, part 1.1

Love Live, NicoMaki, 1.7K, 9/?, Not as safe for work as usual, continuation of Single Parent AU

A/N: Right ho, welcome to this continuation of the Song Lyric fic masquerading as a Single Parent AU. The next phase will be chapters based on songs from Sabrina Carpenter's Singular, Part I album. This is curveball off "Sue Me" because I love the mood.

Summary: Having exchanged phone numbers, Maki and Nico are in touch, but not exactly dating.

mood: Singular, Part 1.1

“Well, did you ever think that it was hard for me To walk it off like nothing happened, nonchalantly? I got you feeling like, I got you feeling right I got you feeling like (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)

That's my shape, I made the shadow That's my name, don't wear it out though Feelin' myself can't be illegal, illegal”

This time, there had been texts...actually, sexts, Maki recalled with a groan, forcing herself not to unlock her phone and reread them. Nico’s sexting game was a jolting mix of coy and complimentary interrupted by raw and graphic bursts of desire that completely derailed any and all of Maki’s previous thought trains. She had stopped checking messages before work. Her patients deserved more focus than that. But she and Nico still hadn’t managed an actual date, just a near month of increasingly frustrating communication from Maki’s perspective. From Nico’s, it seemed like each day wiped the slate clean, with no cumulative effect. Maki had stopped sending sexy selfies, but even this hadn’t triggered any more urgent response. So Maki decided to cheat.

Maki checked herself in the mirror again. She had no idea what her parents would think about the dress, but she’d been planning this moment since she’d asked her parents to hire Yazawas to cater their Art Crawl fundraiser. Nico had tried to decline, saying they didn’t have a catering staff, but Maki had refused to take no for an answer and made it personal. Because it was. Let Nico look her in the eye and ignore this. The dress was frosted purple jaquard, slit up the right side to mid thigh, neckline low over her chest, shoulders bare with a lacy silver shawl draped over them. Armor. Maki looked good. Maki looked great. People would stare. Nico would...Maki frowned, suddenly uncertain. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Maybe Nico wouldn’t...Maki frowned at herself in the mirror, shaking her head, watching her hair bob in tangled curls she knew Nico would want to tug, no time to be faint hearted. And so Maki Nishikino stepped out of her hotel suite. Time to debut her look on the dance floor.

“I, I, I, I guess I'm hard to ignore Pick up that jaw off the floor

So sue me for looking too pretty tonight Wearing your favorite color under the lights”

There was a mutter, a ripple. The ballroom got suddenly silent and then people started whispering. An odd break in the normal flow of party conversation. So Nico glanced up. And practically dropped the tray of ratatouille she’d been maneuvering into position.

Maki, who she hadn’t seen in person since the night of Cotarou’s accident 29 days ago, walked through the doors. Strode, steered...smashed, Nico decided, right into the middle of a crowd too dull for the redhead’s brilliance, shattering the air of polite formality. As if on cue, the DJ, because of course, the DJ would, switched up the flow to a snappy remix that got everyone’s hips moving...or at least Nico assumed it was everyone’s because she couldn’t take her eyes off Maki’s, which meant she couldn’t shake the memory of how they felt under her hands.

“Nico!” One of her assistants jostled her out of a very vivid sense memory, “There’s a couple of trays missing.”

“I bet they’re still in the van. I’ll check.”

When Nico got back, trays of a wickedly decadent layered chocolate trifle settled in their place, Maki had taken to the dance floor. With a very attentive, moderately attractive partner. Nico could feel her jaw clench. But she smiled politely at the lovely older lady fussing over how delectable the crab cake appetizers had been.

“They’re my dad’s recipe. Ancient family secret. Nico will never tell.” Nico’s punctuation was a scandalously flirtatious wink that brightened up her admirer’s night, “Stop by the restaurant some time. Nico will cook you this amazing crab and lobster quiche that’s on the secret menu. Same spices.”

“Oooh, that sounds amazing.” Squeezing Nico’s arm gratefully, the woman took her plate of pasta back to her table, leaving Nico to pay not enough attention to the distribution of food and too much attention to the way Maki’s dance partner kept almost catching her hands. This wasn’t going to work. Maki had obviously planned to get Nico’s attention and there was no way for Nico to pretend that strategy hadn’t worked. Nico was just glad she’d bribed Cocoa to stay home and work on Cotarou’s art project with him.

Nico grabbed whoever was closest to her and wearing a Yazawas apron, not taking her eyes off Maki.“Take over. I have to talk to our…” Nico paused for emphasis no one but she would understand “client.”

Nico heard a “You got it, Boss,” untied her apron and approached the dance floor, where Maki seemed to be in an animated conversation with a slightly taller than Nico brunette. But Nico had caught a few glances from lavender eyes that couldn’t resist the urge to see the effect Maki’s evening adventure was having on Nico’s composure. So whether the other brunette realized it or not, Maki had another target audience in mind. Nico was very underdressed for this, uniform black pants, short tuxedo jacket, and white linen wing collar shirt, but she undid the top two studs at her throat, rolled up her sleeves, and doubled down on the sparks glinting in her eyes.

“Ms. Nishikino?” Formal politeness. Give Maki an easy out for her conversation. Do not grind teeth. Yes, this could have all been avoided if Maki hadn’t spent the last week ignoring Nico’s perfectly reasonable requests that Maki stop by for lunch instead of demanding Nico present herself at a fundraiser. But then Maki wouldn’t be a person so pent up that she’d exploded in the back of her own car four months ago, desperate to be held together. That edge, that tension, that potential had kept Maki vivid in Nico’s mind and yes, there should have been a date, but Nico had been keeping her text/sext game next level. Or so she’d thought. Maki’s selfie drought had probably been a clue. But before Nico had recognized the change in mood, there came the demand for an appearance before the court.

“Can I help you?” Oh, the arched eyebrow, the sly smirk, the faked nonchalance about whatever it was Maki was deigning to listen to Nico address. Yeah, Nico thought, that wasn’t going to work.

“There’s a problem in the kitchen.” Nico grabbed Maki’s hand and yanked forward, not looking back, feeling Maki stumble for a few steps, catch up, shake her hand free, and then take five steps forward with those impossible to ignore legs and turn to confront Nico. They had made it through the tables surrounding the dance floor but not quite out of view of the dancers.

“There’s a problem right here.” Maki had also at least doubled down in letting the banked embers of emotions flame dangerously in her eyes.

“Do you really want to do this here?” Nico stepped forward, aggressively, hand hovering over the slit on the redhead’s dress. Maki blanched, eyes to the side, but then she recovered and met Nico’s glare full on.

“Fine.” Nico inhaled, “Have a change of clothes?”

“Yes, why?”

Nico grabbed and the dress tore, the slit reaching to Maki’s waist. Maki squawked, but before she could step back, Nico had taken off her jacket and wrapped it around Maki’s waist making sure her hands lingered just slightly. Maki gulped, “What are you doing...why are you...what the hell…”

“I heard yes…” Nico hissed.

“No...I didn’t mean…” Maki glanced around, but if anyone was watching they were being discreet. And Nico had been so quick it would have been hard to catch the motion.

“No?” Nico stepped back, hands up, “Sorry, guess I misunderstood…I’ll get back to work.”

Maki exhaled loudly, fuming, still feeling the touch of Nico’s hands on her hips, “What is wrong with you…” Maki pushed Nico through the nearest door. Not the kitchen, full of Nico’s employees. A regular corridor, not full of anyone, carpeted, sconces for mood lighting. Maki found herself with the wall cool against her back, Nico hot against her front, standing up on her toes, nose to nose, eyes as intense as flares. “So no?”

“You suck.” Maki pounced forward, hard pressure against Nico’s lips.

“I’m sorry.” Nico pushed forward, tongue promising thrills this wasn’t the position to explore. “So yes?” Nico’s hand was back on Maki’s dress, sliding under the waistband of her underwear.

“Not here.” Maki managed, barely keeping upright as her legs wavered.

“Your car? Feeling nostalgic?” Nico had already tasted every millimeter of skin from Maki’s neck to her elbow and she was working her way back, one hand palming Maki’s leg, the other shadowing her lips’ transit on Maki’s other side. “I’ll fire anybody who interrupts us.”

“Upstairs. Suite. Private elevator.” Maki managed to jerk her head in what she thought was the right direction. Nico took the hint, her arm around Maki’s waist, steadying the taller woman as they hurried to the elevator. Maki punched in the code, Nico pushed her inside and as the doors closed, Maki shivered, Nico blowing gently over her ear, “So yes?”

“Yes.” Maki gripped the railing, hoping her arms would hold her up for 10 floors, but then Nico undid the knot in her jacket and tore again, the skirt of Maki’s dress now barely attached at one hip. Nico’s hands deftly traced patterns between Maki’s thighs that were making the doctor revert to entirely primitive impulses. Maki pictured herself crawling into the suite but then they were sprawled on the floor of the elevator, Nico’s full weight pressing into her, the rush of surging sensation splitting reality, singular sounds ripped out of Maki’s throat, sensuous, rolling symphonies. With one last coherent thought about soundproofing, Maki, fingers dragging through Nico’s so so silky hair, arched into the moment she’d been dreaming about for weeks.

“You miss the long goodnights, you miss the long goodbyes You miss the long goodnights”

“Maki?” Nico’s breath ruffled her hair, toned arms pulling the redhead closer.

“Yes.” Maki knew Nico grinned at that reply.

“Come home with me tonight.”

“Sure.”

#nicomaki #Nishikino Maki #Yazawa Nico #single parent AU #Love Live #AU August #au yeah august #fanfic #song fic #Sabrina Carpenter

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