#enrique iglesias song fic

[elephantlovemedleys]

135. Sing to me

have a modern au cs goodie lol

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It was half past midnight, finally relieved that they were making their way back to their Parisian apartment after hours of chattery, dancing, and noise all around. They didn’t want to miss a birthday celebration of a dear friend of theirs, so they spent every moment with nothing but joyous wonder.

Satine switches the buttons on the car radio, trying to see if a station was playing something worthy of a late night car tune. She tried a few times, but none of them seemed to play anything that acquired her mood at this rate. Christian’s taking the drive on the road, they were still at least twenty minutes away from reaching home. He rests one hand on Satine’s thigh, and she firmly holds it back.

Breaking a few seconds of silence after turning the radio off, she looks right at him. “Sing to me.” She says, giving him an enticing smile. “What would you like?” He asks, grinning back at her. “Anything you want, my dear.” Satine smirks, anticipating whatever he'll start bursting into at this time of the night.

'Would you dance....If i asked you to dance? Would you run and never look back?' He starts to sing, and this evokes shrieks of laughter out of her. "Good heavens Christian, not this song!" She exclaims, Satine remembers how he once tried to serenade her with this track during one of their first dates, it was at a karaoke booth and she recalled how she couldn't take him seriously almost the entire time because of this track choice. "Would you save my soul tonight?......Would you tremble, if I touched your lips?" Christian didn't stop singing, and she didn't stop laughing. He continued on with the song, and finally Satine decided to give in and join him. 'Now would you die, for the one you love? Hold me in your arms tonight....' They both sung in unison, and Satine ended it right off with a snort, whereas Christian took her hand, and kissed her knuckles, seeing her earnestly beam at this gesture.

[shixcherie]

Finally Found You | Park Seonghwa ☆

~ ~ call me chérie ☆

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☆ Day 19 : Temprature Play (ice)

↬ [ Synopsis ] : Seonghwa finally found you and have no intention of letting you go ever. Childhood friends meeting after ten years, a wild night with some cold ice while you explore each other’s temprature.What more could you ask for ?

☆Word Count : 2.8k ☆Genre : Smut, Angst, Non-Idol, Childhoold friend Au ☆Pairing : Childhood friend! Seonghwa x F.Reader

☆☆☆ WARNINGS : mdni!, Childhood friends to loves, pure smut(18+), a lil bit of plot, old memories, sulky Seonghwa, butterfly kisses, nipple play, temprature play with ice cubes, Soft dom! Seonghwa, he takes the lead, fingering (f.reciveing), oral (f.recieving), kinda graphic and detailed, pet names (baby), Seonghwa is definitely in love.

NOTE : So my friend who is also a writer, suggested that we write a story based on each other’s fav songs. “Finally Found You” by Enrique Iglesias is her fav song so I wrote this piece while she wrote based on my fav song, ‘Adore You” by Harry Styles.

Also I am Grinding hard to catchup my loves as my exams had a chokehold on me so please show some love for this Day 19 fic. Hope you enjoy the heck outta it ma chéries.

The flickering light from the screen illuminated Seonghwa’s room, casting shadows over his sharp features as he leaned forward, completely absorbed in the footage. On the screen, a younger version of himself ran across a grassy field, laughter ringing out as a girl chased after him. They must’ve been around fourteen, barely old enough to understand the world, but old enough to know how much they meant to each other.

You.

The camera panned to you as you tackled him, both of you tumbling into the grass in a fit of giggles. He smiled faintly, his fingers brushing over the TV screen as if he could somehow touch the memory.

Ten years. No contact. No explanation.

He let out a soft sigh, the nostalgic warmth of the memory fading, replaced by a hollow ache.

Where had you gone? Would you ever meet again? He could only hope... to finally find you.

There was a loud bang on the door as Seonghwa grumbled in his sleep. The people on the other side had really been getting under his skin for a while now. All he wanted was a few days of peace, a few days alone to bask in the warm, nostalgic memories of you. Telling them about you, about his past and his feelings for you, his childhood friend had been a mistake.

A big fucking mistake.

“Hyung! Open up, or else San’s gonna break the door down!” Wooyoung screamed from the other side.

Mingi, San, and Wooyoung had been trying to get him out of the house to stop him from being so gloomy and sulky. He appreciated their effort and concern, but today he just wanted to wallow in those sweet, happy teenage memories. But the three menaces outside wanted him out, partying and dancing in the club.

This has to be the worst day, he thought to himself before reluctantly getting off the couch and heading out with the three devils.

Seonghwa hadn’t wanted to go out tonight. He wasn’t in the mood for loud music, flashing lights, or the usual chaos his friends thrived on. But Wooyoung, San, and Mingi hadn’t given him much of a choice, practically dragging him through the club’s doors.

“Come on, hyung! You’ve been sulking long enough!” Wooyoung shouted over the pounding bass. “This is your night to relax!”

San handed him a drink, grinning. “You need to loosen up. Have some fun.”

“I was having fun.” Seonghwa shot back, narrowing his eyes playfully at his kitten-lookalike of a friend.

“That’s called being depressed, not fun,” Mingi teased, rolling his eyes. “You’ve been sitting around like a sad poet waiting for inspiration. What’s next? Writing tragic love songs about sunsets and heartbreak?”

Seonghwa barely heard his friends, his attention already pulled toward the dance floor. There, among the writhing, sweaty bodies and neon lights, was a figure that seemed familiar. Your silhouette swayed to the music, moving alluringly with your back turned toward him. But something about the way you moved struck him deep in his chest, and the reel of memories started playing in front of his eyes.

Was it… you? That’s not possible… right? How could you be here, and... wow—HOW?

His heart raced, a decade’s worth of longing suddenly rising to the surface. He clenched his jaw, unsure whether to believe his own eyes. You looked beautiful in that shimmery, buttery yellow dress, eyes closed as your body moved to the beat. His eyes scanned your form from head to toe, and he gulped at the heat rising through his body.

His expression didn’t go unnoticed by his mates, who exchanged knowing looks.

Mingi nudged him, smirking. “What are you waiting for? Go say hi!”

Seonghwa shook his head, hesitating.

What if he was wrong? What if approaching you now would reopen wounds that had barely healed? What if it’s not even you?

“I’m not sure.” he muttered, taking a cautious sip of his drink.

But his friends weren’t having any of it. Wooyoung raised an eyebrow. “If you won’t go, then I will.”

“Wooyoung-ah, hold your horses. Let’s not scare her away, okay?” San said, being the gentleman of the group. “Let’s make things easier for him.” San signaled to the bartender.

As you finally made your way off the dance floor, the bartender tapped your shoulder. “Hey, the guy standing over there wants to know if you’ll give him your number.”

You followed the bartender’s gaze, your eyes landing on Seonghwa. Instantly, your heart skipped a beat. You knew that face anywhere, even after all these years. He hadn’t changed, if anything, he’d only gotten more handsome, more intense, more sexy.

But you didn’t rush over to him. Instead, you smiled to yourself, pulling out a pen and scribbling your number on a tissue. You paused, deciding to add a little message.

"Finally found you? You should’ve come over yourself."

With a cheeky grin, you handed the tissue back to the bartender. “Give him this.”

As you left the club, you glanced over your shoulder one last time. His eyes were still on you as he read the paper, but he hadn’t moved. Not yet. But you knew this was only the beginning.

After ten years. Park Seonghwa. Finally found you.

Not the worst of days then. Who was he kidding? This was the second-best day of his life, the first being the day he met you for the first time.

Panic surged through him as he saw you leaving, your figure disappearing through the exit door. Putting his drink aside, he ran. He could hear his friends cheering for him as he maneuvered through the sweaty bodies on the dance floor, finally reaching the other side of the club.

Outside, the cool night air hit him, refreshing but doing little to calm his rising anxiety. He spotted you a few blocks away, your silhouette illuminated by the streetlights, and your shimmery dress glowing in the dark.

“Hey! Y/N, wait!” he shouted, pushing himself to run faster.

You turned, surprise flickering across your face as you saw him approaching. “Seonghwa?”

He stopped a few feet away, breathing heavily but grinning. “I didn’t think you’d actually leave without letting me catch up.”

You laughed, the sound light and carefree. “You looked pretty engrossed back there. I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“Interrupt? Meeting you after ten years—and that too so randomly—had to be the highlight of my night,” he replied, stepping closer, emboldened by the thrill of the chase.

“Smooth talker, huh?” you teased, but your eyes sparkled with interest.

“Only when it comes to you, you look so pretty.” he said, catching your gaze. Blinking away the embarrassment of what he had just said, he focused back on you. “Y/n, I really want to talk. Can we—”

“Let’s go grab some late-night snacks, then. We can crash at my hotel room.” you suggested, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

You filled him in on all the details. How you had to move away suddenly, why you couldn’t keep in touch, and how you were finally back for a few days but planned to move here permanently in a few months. He shared everything that had been going on in his life. Ten years was not a short time, but every moment you both spent walking to the hotel felt like an eternity.

Your heart fluttered, a faint hope surging within you. Maybe he was single, maybe there was a chance he still had feelings for you like you did back then. But both of you chickened out, and no one confessed, and then you left.

As you entered your hotel room, the warmth enveloped you, contrasting sharply with the cool evening air outside. Soft lighting cast a gentle glow around the space, highlighting the plush bedding and inviting ambiance.

“Make yourself comfortable.” you said, gesturing toward the bed as you moved toward the mini-fridge tucked away in the corner. You could feel Seonghwa's gaze on you, intensifying the air around you.

You both chatted for a bit, sipping on the champagne. The bubbly liquid warmed you from the inside, loosening any anxious nerves. You settled on the bed, inviting Seonghwa to join you. He accepted, sitting close enough that you could feel the heat radiating off him.

“Remember the last time we shared a drink ?” you asked teasingly, referring to the childish stuff you both had done at the age of fifteen.

“How could I forget? You challenged me to finish a whole bottle and ended up on the floor,” he chuckled, shaking his head, reminiscing about the time you had snuck a bottle of booze out of your daddy’s office.

As the laughter faded, a silence settled between you, thick with unspoken tension. Seonghwa leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin, and before you could think, his lips captured yours in a gentle yet passionate kiss. It felt electric, igniting the spark that had been cooled for the past ten years.

You melted into him, responding with equal intensity as the kiss deepened, your hands tangling in his hair. But just as you began to lose yourself in the moment, he pulled away, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine.

“Y/n,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I’ve missed this… missed you.”

With a playful glint in his eye, he reached for the bucket of ice. He grabbed a few ice cubes, holding them between his fingers as he leaned closer. With ease, he pushed you against the mattress, now on top of you. He dropped one cube at the intersection of your collarbones, and you gasped at the sudden chill while he followed the cube with his lips, all while skillfully stripping both of you of your clothes.

The ice cube melted in his hand as he rubbed it against your skin, tracing a slow, teasing path from your collarbones down to your shoulders. Each movement sent shivers through you, the contrast of the cold ice against your warm body igniting a fiery need deep within.

Seonghwa’s lips followed the ice’s trail, planting soft, open-mouthed kisses where the cube had touched, his mouth radiating heat that intensified the moment even more. He captured your lips again, the kiss deepening with a passion and urgency, as if he wanted to make up for the past ten years in this one night.

“Does that feel good, baby?” he murmured, his breath warm against your sensitive skin. You nodded, unable to form words, lost in the intoxicating pleasure as only a moan escaped your lips.

Seonghwa held the ice cube delicately between his fingers, gliding it teasingly over your navel, then inching dangerously closer to the spot where you ached for him most.

His kisses trailed lower, his lips brushing the skin between your breasts. His hot breath lingered at the swell of your breasts before he lavished attention on them, his warm mouth enveloping your right breast, fueled by the soft gasps and whimpers escaping your lips. The ice cube, still clutched in his other hand, glided down your body, trailing seductively over your stomach, teasing your senses as it drew nearer to where you craved him most.

With a torturously slow pace, he let the ice slide between your thighs, teasingly brushing against your dripping core. The cool sensation sent a shock of pleasure through you, causing you to moan softly, your back arching in response.

Seonghwa’s lips never left your nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue as he expertly rubbed the ice cube against your sensitive folds. Each movement was a tantalizing mix of cold and warmth, sending waves of pleasure radiating through your entire body.

“Seonghwa…” you gasped, the sensation overwhelming as he continued to work the ice against your clit, the chill contrasting sharply with the heat building within you. “Oh God, that feels—”

“Good?” he murmured, looking up at you with an almost devilish grin, his lips still wrapped around your nipple. The sight of him, dark hair falling over his forehead, eyes locked onto yours, made your heart race with desire.

“Heavenly…” you replied, only able to get that one word out, as your brain turned to mush from the overwhelming sensations. As he picked up the pace, rubbing the ice more intensely against your slickness, your body responded to the beautiful rhythm he had set, every flick of his wrist and gentle squeeze of the ice making you moan louder as waves of pleasure coursed through you.

The sensation of the ice rubbing over your dripping cunt was intoxicating, each icy touch driving you closer to the edge. “Seonghwa, please...ahhh...don’t stop.” you begged, your voice breathless. The room was filled with the soft sounds of your moans, the gentle clinking of the ice, and the wet sounds of your arousal.

“Mmhmm..” he hummed, his voice muffled as he continued to suck on your nipple, alternating between teasing with the ice and pressing the cube deeper against your clit.

“Seonghwa! I’m...oh God, I’m s-so close!” you moaned, lost in the bliss he was creating.

With each movement, your toes curled, the sensations pushing you closer and closer to the brink. The way he worked his mouth and the ice together sent you spiraling into a blissful haze, leaving you breathless. You felt your body tighten, a wave of pleasure washing over you as you moaned his name loudly, whimpering at the beautiful release.

But was Seonghwa done with you? Heck no! He wanted more to fill the void of ten years.

Seonghwa’s lips trailed lower, leaving a burning path down your body. His warm breath ghosted over your thighs as he settled between them, his hands guiding your legs apart. The coolness of the ice cube between his fingers brought a gasp from your lips as he slowly circled the ice around your clit, sending a thrilling, almost unbearable jolt through you.

The chill against such a sensitive spot made you squirm, your hips bucking up instinctively. “Hwa...” you moaned, his name spilling from your lips in a needy whisper. He had waited ten years for this, literally!

He grinned against your thigh, clearly enjoying your reaction, before his other hand moved, fingers slipping inside you with an ease that had your breath catching in your throat. His digits curled just right, matching the rhythm of the ice against your clit.

Your moans grew louder, more urgent, as he quickened the pace, his fingers thrusting into you while the ice slowly melted, leaving a cool trail over your heated skin. The friction, the cold, the way his hand moved inside you—it all built up in waves that you could barely contain. Again!

“Come on, baby. Can I have one more?” he whispered, voice husky with desire as he kept up the seductive rhythm. His mouth finally joined the ice, his lips warm and soft as they replaced the cube, flicking your clit with his tongue in slow, sensual strokes. It sent you spiraling.

The pleasure hit you like a mix of fire and ice combined. Your toes curled, your fingers twisted in the sheets, and you cried out, lost in the intensity of the moment. He didn’t stop, didn’t let up until he had coaxed every last bit of that orgasm from you, drawing it out until your whole body trembled in blissful release.

Seonghwa didn’t waste a moment. As you lay there, body still trembling from the waves of your orgasm, he leaned down, his breath brushing your sensitive skin. His mouth hovered just above your slick folds, teasing you slowly and deliberately.

He flicked his tongue against your dripping cunt, tasting the aftermath of your release.

The sensation made you gasp, your body jolting in response. You were still so sensitive, but his tongue was impossibly gentle. And that only made the heat build again, the fire inside you reigniting quicker than you thought possible.

He licked you slowly, savoring each stroke of his tongue, his hands gripping your thighs to keep you from squirming and moving away from the overwhelming pleasure. You could feel yourself unraveling again, the wet sounds of his tongue against you mixing with your soft moans.

“Hwa,babe I-” you tried to speak, but your voice broke, lost in the incoming pleasure. He smirked against your core, clearly knowing exactly what he was doing to you. His tongue swirled, flicked, and then he sucked gently on your clit, driving you closer and closer to that edge once more.

The second orgasm hit you harder, your body arching off the bed as you cried out. His name rolled off your lips like a prayer. It was intense, overwhelming, your entire body responding to every flick of his tongue and every stroke of his hand. Your fingers found his hair, gripping tightly as he drew out your pleasure, his mouth never leaving you until he licked every drop of your sweet release.

Seonghwa finally pulled back, his lips glistening with your release as he looked up at you with that same playful grin. "This is how much I missed you," he said, causing your heart to swell. In an attempt to capture his lips, you tried getting up from the bed, only to be met by his gentle lips again halfway.

“Glad I finally found you.” you said, smiling into the kiss.

You knew he was gonna get you.

~ ~ Chérie ☆ signin’ off

Disclaimer : This is totally fictional and not a real depiction of the ATEEZ members. It's all just for fun only so please don’t take anything seriously and keep the mood light around here.

© ShixCherie.

[wincestation]

All It Took Was Your Spark - fic playlist ✨

click here to listen! here are the songs, with their placement in the fic:

Fire Meet Gasoline - Sia (general inspo for the fic)

I Can't Be Your Friend - Aidan Bissett (chapter 6 - band's first performance)

Feel - Maneskin (chapter 6 - band's first performance)

Higher - The Score (chapter 7 - band's first performance)

Disaster - Conan Gray (chapter 9 - Tyler's pov inspo)

The Perfect Girl - Mareux (general inspo for the fic)

Dick - Starboi3 feat. Doja Cat (chapter 11)

Freak - Doja Cat (chapter 11)

Explosive - Bond (chapter 12 - Wednesday's and Ajax's duet)

Jenny - Studio Killers feat. Kim Petras (chapter 12)

Make You Mine - Public (chapter 13 - band competition)

Irresistible - Fall Out Boy feat. Demi Lovato (chapter 13 - band competition)

I Don't Dance (Without You) - Enrique Iglesias feat. Konshens & Matoma (chapter 15 - Halloween)

I Want U - Allison Wonderland (chapter 15 - Halloween)

Schizophrenic - Night Club (chapter 15 - Halloween)

Deeper - Saint Cava (chapter 16 - kiss scene inspo)

Little Lion Man - Tonight Alive (chapters 17+18 inspo)

Vivaldi's Storm - 2Cellos (chapter 19)

A Love Like War - All Time Low feat. Vic Fuentes (chapter 20 - band competition)

Teeth - 5 Seconds of Summer (chapter 20 - band competition)

Deep - Marian Hill (chapters 21+22 inspo)

Sacrifice - Black Atlass feat. Jessie Reyez (chapter 24)

Seven Nation Army - 2Cellos (chapter 26)

Thunderstruck - 2Cellos (chapter 26)

Highway to Hell - 2Cellos (chapter 26)

Whole Lotta Love - 2Cellos (chapter 26)

Do Ya Think I'm Sexy - Rod Stewart, DNCE (chapter 27)

Guys My Age - Hey Violet (chapter 27)

Great One - Jessie Reyez (chapter 27)

The Sky Is A Neighborhood - Foo Fighters (chapter 27)

Timezone - Maneskin (chapter 27)

Cello Concerto in E Minor, Op. 85: I. Adagio - Moderato - Edward Elgar (chapter 27)

People You Know - Selena Gomez (chapter 28 inspo)

Sex & Candy - Marcy Playground (chapter 29)

The Loneliest - Maneskin (chapter 29)

The Sick Doll - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (chapter 30)

More Than Friends - Isabel LaRosa (chapter 31 - the song on the radio)

Tripping Over Air (Acoustic) - Aidan Bissett (chapter 31)

Backseat Serenade (Acoustic) - All Time Low (chapter 31)

Breathe Into Me - Marian Hill (chapter 32 inspo)

Error - ROMANTICA (chapter 38)

Supercell - Varien ft. Veela (chapter 38)

Fire On Fire - Sam Smith (chapter 39)

For Your Love - Maneskin (chapter 39)

Deeper - Valerie Broussard & Lindsey Stirling (inspo for final chapter)

**this playlist will be updated with each chapter update!

[starscelly]

Get to know tag game!

tagged by @veryconfusedunlabeledguy and definitely did not completely forget to do it. mwah ily tysm

What is your astrological big three?

i THINK libra sun, scorpio moon, sagittarius rising. im not a big astrology guy but i think its fun!!

Last song?

last song i saved was Kiss Me Until My Lips Fall Off - Lebanon Hanover. but the last song i listened to was Forget Me Not - Boston Manor. both bangers !!!

Currently reading?

thats a really good question. anyways,... (idrc abt the flyers like im so excessively neutral abt them but i Have been charmed by that stoner freak so ive been diving into fic with him recently tbch. nothing non hrpf going on for me)

Last movie?

the. the fnaf movie. i was kinda a fnaf hater growing up so i never rlly cared/knew abt the lore but my roommate rlly wanted to go and i love matthew lillard so. it wasn't bad!! i enjoyed!

It’s karaoke night at your favourite dive bar, which song are you singing?

very heavily depends on the environment and Vibe but either i like it by enrique iglesias (the greatest song of all time) or i'm shipping up to boston. because i can only be myself at the end of the day.

Currently working on?

freshly out of a 3 week hell of workworkworkwork with no time for personal projects so. jumping into trying to re-stylize some stars rn. vaguely working on some drawings but nothing super concrete or anything im rlly into rn. want to work on facial structure anatomy shit a Lot

no pressure tagging xoxo

@oetter @hintzy @stickypucky @kitnita @eliooliver83

[tmwcs]

since heeseung is every much into music does him and yn have like "their song" ? or a song that he associates with yn? ¿

They absolutely do my love. For every occasion too. I already mentioned in another ask, that I listen to Zayns - Pillowtalk (explicit version) when I write their smut or love making scenes. When I think of their fight/argument scenes, it’s anywhere between Metallica - king nothing or telephone - lady Gaga.

Now, as far as their song in the series, the one that I think is most fitting, and I’m even going to mention them listening to it in one of the chapters (like them turning on the radio and listening to it or something) I’ll have the Spotify link in it. So you’ll see ;)

I love every type of genre, and when it comes to THEIR ultimate song, which is funny you mentioned it bc I’ll be inserting one of them, bc honestly, there are a ton of songs that I listen to and think of heethan and reader. To name a few…

chanyeol + punch - stay with me (beautiful piece and probably the one that I listen to most bc it does make me think of heethan and reader, and there’s a fic written from another writer that is an enhaXreader, it also makes me think of those two as well.)

Taylor swift - this love (love the beat of this song. It fits heethan and reader so well)

Enrique iglesias - escape (OMG this song is so fitting for them…”you can run, you can hide but you can’t escape my love.” That’s…100% heethan)

troye Sivan - Angel baby (I always think of Heethan’s perspective when he thinks about reader whenever I listen to this song. The rhythm, the lyrics, the tune and the oompf it has…beautiful.

Ed Sheeran - perfect duet (with Beyoncé) (puhleeeeeese….do I need to say anymore than the title? That song is soo Heethanxreaden)

Beyoncé - smash into you (my favorite Beyoncé song and I def think of the pair when I listen to it.

Those are just examples.

honorable mentions:

Heethan song: chaconne - enhypen (I immediately thought of heethan when they came out with this track) also, bite me by enhypen, enter sandman - Metallica (not so much the lyrics but the beat just makes me picture angry and badass heethan) and often by The Weeknd (ummmm yeah…I’m pretty sure you know why lol this just screams heethan bc of the whole sex god thing….parts of the lyrics “baby I’ll make that p*s*y rain often” …yeah, you can’t tell me that isn’t your man, especially after what you e read this far)

Readen song : sweet but psycho - Ava max (this is so fitting…bc of reader and Eden…..I can’t even begin to tell you how much this song fits reader like…woooow.) kings and queens - Ava max and Roxette - she’s got nothing on (but the radio) literally Ava max’s kings and queens just screams Eden and Roxettes song just makes me think of reader bc….i love the tune and in a way…kinda true since heethan has her stripped like 90%of the time bc of …you know.. lol

[itsemmaruthswan]

I need some Enrique Iglesias x reader fics based on these songs from his 2001 album Escape.

1.) Escape

2.) Don’t Turn Off The Lights

4.) Hero

6.) Love 4 Fun

7.) Maybe

8.) One Night Stand

9.) She Be the One

10.) If the World Crashes Down

I also need for the songs

Do You Know? (The Ping Pong Song) and the song I Like It

[amusement-park-date]

For most of today I've been thinking about the story I started writing last night. I've been writing bits of dialogue and other stuff, and I realized I wasn't quite happy with the title I chose for the fic so I took to YouTube. I've been writing some funny and/or warm and fuzzy stuff but this fic is going to be SAD. Enrique Iglesias has my go to Tulio x Miguel songs, and it's been a little while since I last listened to this one. And let me just say that I'm currently a sobbing mess. Yeah, the flood gates opened, big time. And I know I found that new title for my fic.

"I have always loved you There's never been anyone else I knew you before I knew myself Oh my baby, I have always loved you Years go by in a matter of days And though we go our separate ways I never stop dreaming of you I have always loved you"

*ugly crying*

[edgessunflower]

Here are songs for y'all to find and make a playlist when you read my fics if you listen to music while reading 🫶

Beautiful disaster by Kelly Clarkson

Lives in da club by Sophia Fresh ft Jay Lyriq

Don't stop dancing by Creed

Good enough by Lifehouse

Partition by Beyonce

Right there by Ariana Grande

Bad by Wale ft Rihanna

Who's got my back now by Creed

Alive by Pearl Jam

Rain by SWV

Are you that somebody by Aaliyah

Blurry by Puddle of Mud

Faceless man by Creed

Brand new day by Forty foot echo

True to your heart by 98 degrees and Stevie Wonder

Hello hello by Lady Gaga and Elton John

Memories of another from the Fluke soundtrack

Guantanamera/ 6:15 time to dance from the Antz soundtrack

Push by Enrique Iglesias

Wreck of the day by Anna Nalick

Bounce by Timbaland ft Justin Timberlake, Dr Dre, and Missy Elliott / Remix version

Wash away those years by Creed

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Do you collect anything?: Not really, tbqh.

Favorite drink?: Water. It used to be hot chocolate and apple juice, but then I got my diabetes diagnosis and I can’t drink those anymore.

Favorite music artists: I’m fond of Icon for Hire, honestly! And Lindsey Stirling. I’m more fond of Halsey’s older music but she’s still great.

Current favorite songs: Oh God there’s so many. “Bailamos” by Enrique Iglesias has become a hit to me again, and also I’ve been listening to “Love Goes On and On” by Lindsey Stirling. “The Resistance” by Skillet and “Someone to You” by BANNERS are more “current blorbo” songs than favorite songs but I’ve also listened to them so many times recently. Home Free’s “Sea Shanty Medley” falls under that category as well!

Favorite fics: Okay so “Now Blooms The Tudor Rose” on althistory may not technically be fic but I regularly reread it so I say it counts.

Tagging @cosmonauthill, @queen-of-carven-stone, @prismatic-bell, @alexkablob, @pinkrangerv, @sroloc--elbisivni, @tanoraqui, @ladyloveandjustice, @mylordshesacactus, and @thornfield13713

4 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

#3

Are we actually sure that the ML bible is real because a lot of it seems…implausible.

At best.

Readers might be getting trolled.

4 notes - Posted June 13, 2022

#2

Today is my birthday!

4 notes - Posted May 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

You know, Joanne revealing herself to be a turd really does put her characterization of Fleur Delacour into perspective.

11 notes - Posted September 2, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[badsext]

Diego or David songfic to the Spanish Bailando by Enrique Iglesias. Can be smutty 😏😏😏😏😏😏😏 I will love you five ever if u did this

Rooftop Lovin’ and Vigilante Justice: Diego x Fem! Reader

Thank you for the request! This is my first Diego. I hope you like it!

Warnings: Smut, of course!

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You were the last one in the office again. In the two years you’d been working for the company, you saw your department shrink by half. All decisions came straight from the top and the CEO was a real Scrooge. You’d survived each round of layoffs, only to have your workload doubled, quadrupled. But the raise you asked for was ‘just not in the budget.’ Still, any thoughts you’d have about quitting were always eclipsed by the loathsome reality of trying to find a new job.

You were hunkered down at your desk, trying to finish a spreadsheet your boss needed like yesterday when a knock on the glass lobby doors startled you half to death.

“Diego, Jesus Christ! How did you get up here?,” you scolded him through the glass. He just pointed to the elevator. He wore his signature black vigilante gear, with a black domino mask across his eyes. You swore he could do no wrong in that outfit.

You came out into the lobby, trying to stay cool and not give him the satisfaction of knowing how horny he made you just by showing up. “I mean how did you get past security?”

“Those idiots don’t know what they’re doing.”

“Well, that’s comforting…What are you doing here?”

“This is a jail break.” he said, dramatically punching the elevator button with the side of his fist. “All these long nights - It’s not right. You need some TLC.” He always called you by your last name. He used it like a term of endearment. You thought it was cute.

When the doors opened, Diego pulled you inside, his hands firmly around your hips, his lips exploring your neck. “Woah…hey,” you hissed, trying to wiggle out of his grasp while fighting back you own desire. “What about the cameras?”

“I switched the feed. It will be hours before they even notice it,” he replied with a sly grin.

That was all you needed to hear. You pressed yourself against him, feeling his sculpted body and the hard steel of his knives against your sides. He responded with a deep kiss, groaning into your lips and sliding his hands around to grab himself a handful of your ass. Then with his face still attached to yours he blindly mashed some buttons to get the elevator started. It was reckless passion like this that drew you to Diego.

The elevator suddenly opened on a random floor. A tired looking woman got on. You quickly separated and Diego whipped off his mask. His brown eyes were so beautiful and expressive, steeling glances at you while the woman starred at the ground. You were glad this stranger gave him a reason to take it off.

When you got to the roof, Diego started playing Bailando on his phone. You loved Enrique Iglesias and that song was your favorite. It was a beautiful night. The sky was clear and the weather was warm. You leaned against the edge. Even at full volume you could barely hear the song above the sounds of the city, but you knew every note and lyric by heart. It continued to play in your head as Diego undressed you.

First he unbuttoned your blouse…'Yo te miro y se me corta la respiración’ (I look at you and it cuts my breathing)…

Then he unclasped your bra…'Cuando tú me miras se me sube el corazón’ (When you look at me my heart goes up)…

His hands caressed your naked skin in the open air…'Y en un silencio tu mirada dice mil palabras (And in the silence your look says a thousand words)…

“Mmm…you know what I want,” you said breathlessly. “Come on, D, Just fucking do it!” You bounced like a petulant child.

“Okay, but you have to hold still.”

He reached under your skirt and used his knife to cut off your lace panties with surgeon like precision then held them up to his nose with his eyelids half mast. “You’ve been thinking about me a lot today, haven’t you?”

You nodded and smiled. “Yo quiero estar contigo,” you said touching yourself. He pulled your hand away to lick your fingers. Then he slipped his fingers up inside you and groaned at the wetness he found there. He continued to rub your clit and pump his fingers while he looked into your eyes. You matched the intensity of his gaze until you felt yourself starting to come. Your head rolled back and your legs twitched as you felt the wave of pleasure wash over you.

Diego shed his vest of knives and began working on his belt. You kissed him and stroked his chest, then wandered lower until your hand was on his cock. He was so hard and eager for your touch, but you teased him with only the tips of your fingers. He couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled your thighs further apart and thrust himself deep inside you. The stretched feeling made you moan. He circled your opening, providing more friction to your already swollen aching clit. It wasn’t long before another orgasm thundered through your body.

He pulled out and flipped you around. Now facing the street, you suddenly remembered that you were twenty stories up, but the pleasure chemicals running through your bloodstream made you impervious to fear. Diego pounded you so good, it was like a drug. He came at last, giving you everything he had.

“Should we continue this conversation at home in bed?,” he asked when the elevator doors opened to the ground floor lobby. The security guard looked mortified.

“Yes, but first a little vigilante justice?” You motioned to the huge ostentatious portrait of the CEO, prominently displayed in the lobby, like he was Louie the fucking fourteenth.

“With pleasure.” Diego removed one of the knives from its holster and threw it straight into the painting right between the bastard’s beady little eyes.

Want more?

@bubblyani @helena-way07 @bi-satanist @dandycandy75 @zombiedixon89 @moorehollandplz @yeetskeetbuddy @diegoh4rgreeves @turtlease @dopeybubbles @deadlynyghtshayde

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Hey I was wondering if, what would be your take on the TF141 boys taking care of Jade during her periods? That would be so cute and wholesome, seriously! 🥺

AAACK So this is actually a short fic that I made while looking for some prompts, and then I found this period cramp stuff! However, this is only Ghost x Jade fic, not with the other 141 boys :( Now the thing is, it's REALLY self-indulgent and it's 2.5k words long (°◡°).

Have at it!

This is my first ever full on writing fic in this site. Please be gentle. (´ω｀*)

Hearbeat

Pairing : Simon "Ghost" Riley x Charlotte "Jade" Le Jardin

Warning : curse words, other than that it's pure unadulterated fluff :)

Word Count : 2.5k (holy shit)

Summary : As a former MI6 agent, Jade has mastered the poker face and is incredibly good at hiding her menstrual cramps. The base is filled with boys and she doesn't want to bother anyone or make them feel awkward or anything when watching her in pain. Jade's in the team as the brain and strategist, and she gets the work done. However, there are some days when the cramps are worse than usual.

The timeline is after Meteor Showers took place. So Ghost knows what he feels towards her.

Inspired by the song Heartbeat by Enrique Iglesias feat. Nicole Scherzinger

yes I need a song inspiration

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Ghost and Jade were both talking about a mission plan. It was nighttime, but still they’re cooped up in the mission briefing room. The former MI6 agent was talking about how they’d approach the favela, when Jade suddenly stopped mid-talking to take a deep breath and let it out, then talking again. Even though Ghost's expression is hidden beneath the mask and shades, he's looking at Jade all over. He straight up asked her, "You alright?" Jade only nodded before continuing her plans, but she sighed over and over, making Ghost ask her again, "You have a stomach ache? I guess the food here is kind of disgusting."

Jade let out a confused expression before saying, "What? No!"

"What else then? Are you having diarrhea or something?" He said with a little joking tone to it.

"I. Am. Having. My. Period." She said straightforwardly. Ghost only stood there like a statue. "Oh…"

Jade sat down on the chair to rest her head on the table where the papers lay. Looking at her miserable state, Ghost muttered with a low voice, "We can continue this tomorrow."

"Huh? Wait. The mission is in a few days." She lifted her head to face him.

"I can't focus on the plans when you look like you're dying. We're going to continue this tomorrow."

"...Fine-- Ow!" Jade suddenly kneeled down while hugging her own belly. The pain felt like a knife just stabbed her.

"Hey hey. You alright?" Ghost kneeled down to her level and touched her shoulder. A tinge of worry was apparent in his voice. "I'm--I'm fine. It will--" She hissed. "It'll pass." He only stayed silent for a few seconds, letting her get her composure.

Without any warning whatsoever, Ghost kneeled in front of her, his broad back facing her as his arms opened. "Get on my back." Jade stayed still in disbelief.

"Fucking get on my back, Midget." He swore. "Ghost, I can walk on my own." "You can go back to your room yourself if you can promise me I won't find you squatting in the middle of the halway." She knew the way to her room was quite far, and it'd be impossible to get there without stopping midway because of the pain. With that thought, she reluctantly climbed his back, her legs on his arms, and her arms circling around his neck.

After making sure she's comfortable, Ghost stood up to his full height, making the red haired woman impressed at his show of strength, finding herself blushing like an idiot. He then stepped out of the room, making his way to Jade's room.

Along the way, other soldiers laid their eyes on them, but nobody dared to talk to them about what the hell was going on. These two are the worst of enemies and were so competitive with each other, now they're piggy back riding?

Those stares made Jade hide her face in embarrassment, but Ghost confidently walked past them like it's nothing. "G--Ghost… Aren't I heavy? I can just walk on my o--"

"No." He cut her off. "You're not heavy at all. You're as light as a feather. You’re a midget, remember that?” Ghost spoke. “If those blokes talk shite I can just tell them to fuck off. Now you just relax."

After he told her off, Jade actually found herself resting her chin on the back of his neck, touching his balaclava. For the first time, she took her mind off of the pain on her belly, and felt the warmth. His warmth. She could feel her heart beating faster at the thought. With her belly pressing on his warm back, it actually helped ease the cramps. She breathed in, and to her surprise, he actually didn't smell bad. She always thought that his balaclava would reek from use, but it smelled good. His back is so broad and unusually comfortable, almost like she can just sleep there.

Too lost in his warmth, Jade didn't realise that they're right in front of her door. "We're here." Ghost's voice snapped her out of her thoughts, and she instinctively tried to climb down, only to be held still by him. She looked at him in confusion. "Hand me your keys." Knowing that he's stubborn, Jade fished out her keys on her pants, then gave it to Ghost, who unlocked the door and walked in. He stopped in front of the bed, facing away from it and kneeled down, allowing Jade to sit on her own bed without climbing off of his back. Feeling familiar with her own bed, Jade sighed in relief but also disappointed at the loss of warmth she felt when pressed up against him, but she only stayed in silence.

Ghost turned around, still kneeling down on her level. "You okay now?" His voice was gentle, not like his usual rugged and abrasive one. Jade answered, "Yeah." He nodded in affirmation, "I'll tell Soap you're off for today. So you just stay here."

Standing up and ready to head out, Ghost suddenly stopped on his tracks, "You need anything?" That question startled her. "Huh? Uh.. No. Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'm okay."

"...Are you hungry?"

"Wh-what?"

"I can bring you food, if you want." Jade's face started to burn. Why's he so caring all of a sudden? Not that she's complaining… But she just said she wanted nothing. Usually people would just go about their days, but Ghost kept asking her if she needed something. This gesture of his made her heart flutter a bit.

"Umm… You know what, I think I can take the food." She hesitantly said. Ghost nodded, "Wait here." before going out of her room, not forgetting to close her door gently.

'What on earth was that!?' Jade couldn't help cupping her warm cheeks. Ghost, the guy that hated her from the moment she walked in the base, who talked shit about her, just piggy back rode her to her room, and offered to bring her food???

Her thoughts started going crazy as her hands worked on taking off her boots and socks. Freaking hormones. Then she changed her pants to more comfortable ones. The red haired woman climbed her own bed, now the cramp's back again, creeping up on her stomach, all the way across her body. She then laid down on her side, hugging her knees while massaging her own belly.

After what felt like some time, a knock sounded from the door. "Jade? It's me." Ghost's voice could be heard from the other side. "Come in." Her strained voice called, prompting Ghost to open the wooden door, only to see the woman curled up in bed. He put the plates of food on her bedside table, then kneeled down, "Jade. Does it still hurt?" Again, that worried tone of his always caught her off guard.

"I don't know if you know, Ghost, but this cramp will go on for a few days. Today it's the worst." She explained to him while sitting up.

"Do you still want to eat?" He asked.

"Yes, yes. I still want to eat. In fact, I'd love to eat. Anything to forget this pain."

He then took the plate and gave it to her while also taking the other plate to his own lap. It was a very aromatic fried rice. The food was also still releasing heat and vapors, indicating that it was fresh from the frying pan. "This smells amazing. Who made this?" Jade asked out of curiosity.

"...Me." he said.

"...You can cook?"

"I can. When the food's too disgusting I'll just snuck into the kitchen and cook for myself."

Huh. It was unexpected coming out of this man. Jade scooped a spoon then ate it, Ghost's eyes following her every move.

She chewed on the rice, "Wow! It's actually delicious." Jade chimed in joy. The texture was not too rough, not too soft. Not dry nor greasy like it's been drenched in oil.

"Is it too salty? I think I added a little too much."

"No! No, it's the perfect amount. I like salty foods." Jade answered with her mouth full, when she saw another plate of fried rice on his lap. "Are you eating too?"

"Yeah. I'm hungry anyway, so I made extra." The lieutenant muttered, before taking off his mask, exposing his face to her once again. The last time she saw Ghost's face was from the mission in Siberia. His face still startles her to this day.

But during the Siberian mission, Ghost took off his mask because she asked for it, right? Now he just took it off like it's nothing in front of her. Could it be that he's getting comfortable around her?

They ate in silence together. Jade's eating like it's the most delicious meal ever, while Ghost's eyes looked at her. "Oh my Gosh. This is terrifyingly good!" He scoffed at that reaction. "Ghost, if you can't sleep and you're hungry at night, don't forget to invite me to your little secret dinner. I'll be more than happy to accompany you."

He smiled softly, "...Thanks."

Jade finished eating first, and she looked down on Ghost's fried rice. He looked at her eyes, still hungry for more.

"...You want more?" His question startled her, but she said, "N--No." An MI6 she may be, but she can't lie about food. Her face was enough of an answer.

"Just take it." He handed her his plate. There's still about one third left. "W--wait. What about you?"

"I have my snacks." He fished out a bag of crisps out of a plastic bag Jade didn't realise he brought. The snack was quite big, and it looked like it had been opened prior. That bag of crisps seems to be his secret snack.

"Okay, then." She continued eating Ghost's portion while he ate the barbeque flavoured crisps he opened 5 days ago.

The woman finally finished the food, and put the plates together on the table along with the cutlery. Noticing that she's still eyeing his crisps, the black haired man tilted the bag's opening her way, enabling Jade to dove her hand in and take the crisps, eating away with pleasure on their faces.

"Ghost, about Rojas's guy."

"Hm?"

"I don't think we should be too close to each other. One team on one side of the building, one team on the other side, one team on the block. We'll surround him and lock him in one area." She said while chewing on her crisps. "That way we can capture him fast and lead us to Rojas."

"Alright. The militia's eyes are everywhere. We need to lay low too." Ghost responded to her sudden mood for work. They kept on talking about the mission on the floor while their mouths were busy chewing on the barbecue flavoured crisps.

Ghost dove his hand to fish out more crisps, but the bag was empty. He looked at the plastic wrap and right, he could see the bottom of it. They both cleaned that up real fast. When he brought the snack, it was still half full, and Ghost only managed to get half of it in 5 days. Now, with Jade, it only took less than 2 hours.

Holy shit.

“Ghost? Is it empty?” the woman asked. He only responded by turning the plastic upside down, nothing left. “O--Oh my God. I’m sorry, Ghost. I didn’t mean to devour your entire snack stash–” She apologised right away. This was so embarrassing! What is she? A freaking hyena??

“It’s fine. And you didn’t eat my entire snack stash.”

“What do you mean?”

“I have 4 more bags of crisps.” Ghost revealed as he rolled the now plastic trash neatly. The woman was wide eyed at his statement. “You have four more of this giant snack?”

“Yes. The food here’s shitty. I could tolerate a lot of things. Bad food is not one of them.” Ghost declared to her. This is the side that Jade never saw of him. He can genuinely cook good food, and he’s a foodie.

“Huh, you eat junk food in your free time? That’s pretty unhealthy of you. You’ll get a big belly with that kind of eating habit.” Jade playfully punched his stomach. Big mistake. It’s hard and muscular. Ghost only smiled proudly, “I have a fast metabolism.”

“That’s unfair! I have to workout consistently to get light so I can move fast!”

“Yeah well sucks to be you.”

“Shut up.” She hissed back at him.

Just then, Jade realised that her cramps had gone down. Her conversation and time spent with Ghost in front of her made her forget about her cramps all together. Now it’s just a dull pain that lingers. He’s been keeping her mind off of it all this time. One of the best medicines for pain is to think about something else, and it’s what he’s been doing to her. He made sure he’s there and that she’s not alone, even went as far as taking off his mask for her.

Jade felt her cheeks warm and her heart beat faster.

“You okay?” Ghost’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts again. Jade slapped both sides of her hands, which startled Ghost. Get yourself together. Get yourself together. DAMN HORMONES. HEART STOP BEATING FAST.

“Jade, hey.” He snapped his fingers right in front of her face. Ghost never saw her this unfocused before.

“Yes! Yes. I’m alright. I’m alright.” she finally said.

“Does it still hurt?”

“No– I mean yes. If it was a knife stabbing me, now it’s just a baby punch.” Ghost looked relieved for a split second, “You sure you don’t need anything else?”

“No. This time I’m really okay.” She confessed.

He finally stood up, putting on his mask, and took the plates. "I'll take care of the garbage. You rest up. We'll talk about the mission first thing tomorrow."

Jade smiled, "Okay, and… Ghost?"

He turned around, "Hm?"

"...Thanks, for everything." She softly muttered.

A few seconds passed, before Ghost replied, "Anytime." His face was covered, but she could hear a small smile from him.

"Good night, Ghost. Sleep well." Jade voiced again.

"Yeah. G'night." He peeked from the door, taking a last glance of her for the day, before closing the door.

That night, Jade can't stop thinking about him. His broad back, his warmth, strong arms. His cooking abilities, a foodie, his stash of snacks. Today she saw a side that she had never seen before. He's not that bad after all.

She wouldn't complain seeing this side of Ghost everyday.

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Do you think Ghost can feel Jade's heartbeat on his back? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[late-to-the-party-81]

Well folks, if you didn’t already know, I’m old.

In a few weeks I turn 41!

Additionally I hit 650 followers the other day, yay!

To celebrate these two things I’m gonna do two things-

From Mon 20th to Thurs 23rd I’m going to answer your questions for some of my ‘verse pairings

I’m going to hold a little creative challenge, running from 13th June to 3rd July

Find more info below the cut

Please send me questions, request h/c or send your own thoughts on any of the following of my ‘verse relationships;

Steve, Cali and Bucky

Ari and Angel

M’Baku and Sabi

Joaquín and Sparky

Loki and Chess

Dark Steve, Sam, Bucky and Bunny

Sam and Bucky

Feel free to send them in any time. I will post my replies between 20th-23rd June.

80’s and 90’s music is my jam

Pick one of my fav’s (or two- doesn’t have to be x reader/ofc, it can be ship) and a choon.

Create a moodboard, fic, ficlet, h/c list, screengrab story board, artwork, whatevs!

Jen’s favs (and I ain’t picky)

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Thor

Loki

Bruce Banner

Nat

Tony

Valkyrie

Peter Parker (TASM or MCU)

Joaquín Torres

Ransom Drysdale

Ari Levinson

Andy Barber

Jake Jensen

Lee Bodecker

Lance Tucker

Choooooooooons

I’m still standing -Elton John

La Isla Bonita - Madonna

Centrefold - J.Geils Band

9 to 5 - Dolly Parton

Take on Me - Aha

Walking on Sunshine - Katrina and the Waves

I wanna dance with somebody - Whitney Houston

Set you free -N-trance

Let me be your fantasy - Baby D

Damn, I wish I was your lover-Sophie B Hawkins

Forgiven, not Forgotten - The Corrs

Bailamos - Enrique Iglesias

I see you, baby - Groove Armada

Rescue Me - Madonna

Bullet in the Gun - Planet Perfecto

Ready to Go - Republica

Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer

Rules

Please post anytime between 13th June to 3rd July and use the tag #Jen’s Birthday, so I can create a master list.

Please no toilet play, underage, incest (inc step-cest) or bestiality (monster fucking is fine).

Please use appropriate tags.

Use the music prompt in any way you see fit.

Don’t see a song you vibe with? Let me know and I’ll search my playlist for some more options.

Prompts can be used by multiple creators, go nuts.

Feel inspired? Make more than one creation.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t have the bandwidth and will be either late or have to drop out. It’s supposed to be fun.

Tagging some beauts: @christywantspizza @sidepartskinnyjeans @yarnforbrains @jobean12-blog @navybrat817 @sgt-seabass @breakablebarnes @lil-nas-z @beelicious-barnes @duchessonfireao3 @koipondering @firefly-in-darkness @ramp-it-up @strangeprincex @writerkenna @tuiccim @weekendgothgirl @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @writing-for-marvel

[shifuaang]

what is something you've created/done that you're proud of?

if you could hug anyone right now, who would you want to hug?

do you have any song recs in a language you don't speak?

Thank you for the questions! <3

I think one of my proudest accomplishments is the short film I made my senior year of college which was a visceral/visual representation of depression. I am also fiercely proud of the fics I've written in the past year.

If I could hug anyone I would want to hug @avatraang 🙈 or my sister because I haven't seen her in almost a year and I miss her a lot.

Dimelo by Enrique Iglesias (Spanish), Alles Neu by Peter Fox (German), KYKAKACHA by OTYKEN (Russian), Dango Daikazoku by Chato (Japanese), Minds Without Fear by Imogen Heap ft. Vishal-Shekhar (half English, half Hindi) are a few that come to mind! 

[ilovewhiteboyz]

Porque te Quiero -Wolfstar

A/n: I was listening to a song that I’ve loved since I was pretty young and heard this lyric and instantly knew that I had to write a wolfstar fic about it. Also I’m an avid believer that Remus lupin is an astrology king! I definitely recommend listening to the song whilst reading this! This is also pretty short sry!

Summary: based off of the song ‘Quando me enamoró’ by Enrique Iglesias. Just plain wolfstar fluff, they’re already dating btw

Warnings: fluff, kissing, let me know if there’s anything else

Btw these are rough translations, I’m fluent in both languages but I have a rough time translating sometimes

Not my gif!

Remus and Sirius were out by the black lake one start night a few weeks before the full moon. They were both laying on their backs looking up at the star filled sky. Remus was pointing out all the constellations to Sirius, Sirius loved seeing Remus talk so passionately about things he loved.

“And that star right there is my favorite” Remus said while pointing to a star in the Canis Major constellation.

“Oh yeah? And what star would that be?” Sirius asked while arching an eyebrow teasingly.

“The brightest one” Remus said with a smirk on his face.

Sirius rolled his eyes dramatically “you know what? You don’t even have to say it because I already know you love me” Sirius said while making a kissy face at Remus.

“That is absolutely true,” Remus said matter-of-factly, leaning on his side to give Sirius a peck on the lips. “In fact..” he continued “if I could bring down a star from the sky for you, I’d do it without a second thought. All because of how much I love you” Remus said right against Sirius’ lips before sitting up on his fore arms.

Sirius looked at the lycanthrope with adoration in his eyes, he has no words for what had just come out of his boyfriends mouth. He had never felt so loved by just one sentence before, but making Sirius feel loved was never a challenge for the brown haired boy. Sirius quickly flipped himself off be on top of Remus and started peppering his face with kisses. “I love you so much darling, words cannot even explain” the black haired boy said in between kisses.

Remus lightly laughed, he then grabbed Sirius’ face and passionately kissed his lips one last time.

“I love you too” Remus said while leaning back from the kiss. “Let’s get back to the castle before Minnie finds us, yeah?”

[becauseforoncethisisme]

Tag game!

I got tagged by @fairy-anon-godmother to answer some questions!

Rules: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better

Favourite time of the year: Spring to early summer. I love seeing the flowers bloom, but the heat waves of summer are murder.

Comfort foods: Fried chicken in various forms. Also smooth peanut butter!

Do you collect anything?: Not really, tbqh.

Favorite drink?: Water. It used to be hot chocolate and apple juice, but then I got my diabetes diagnosis and I can’t drink those anymore.

Favorite music artists: I’m fond of Icon for Hire, honestly! And Lindsey Stirling. I’m more fond of Halsey’s older music but she’s still great.

Current favorite songs: Oh God there’s so many. “Bailamos” by Enrique Iglesias has become a hit to me again, and also I’ve been listening to “Love Goes On and On” by Lindsey Stirling. “The Resistance” by Skillet and “Someone to You” by BANNERS are more “current blorbo” songs than favorite songs but I’ve also listened to them so many times recently. Home Free’s “Sea Shanty Medley” falls under that category as well!

Favorite fics: Okay so “Now Blooms The Tudor Rose” on althistory may not technically be fic but I regularly reread it so I say it counts.

Tagging @cosmonauthill, @queen-of-carven-stone, @prismatic-bell, @alexkablob, @pinkrangerv, @sroloc--elbisivni, @tanoraqui, @ladyloveandjustice, @mylordshesacactus, and @thornfield13713

[raplinesmoon]

Isi! I'm so curious about the musical inspiration for "the modern prometheus" and "scintilla" <3

-august

August!! Thank you for asking about these, I had to do some digging actually because I couldn't pin down distinctly what I was listening to then. These are the general vibes though:

The Modern Prometheus:

Scintilla:

Send me a title of a fic of mine (or more) and I’ll tell you a song or music that inspired it!