#george michael lookin ass.

[muppetjackrackham]

HI BESTIE ILY 🫵🏻❤️ 6, 43, 44 for the nosy asks ☺️

legally sanctioned nosiness

BESTIE GOLDFINCH 🥰💖 hello my darling i hope you're doing well

6: Age you get mistaken for

no joke i was literally having this conversation with my coworkers a few days ago omg. i used to get mistaken for being older than i was when i was still in high school but generally people tend to assume i'm college age, give or take a year or two, so they're usually bang on.

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

usually it's austin butler but i was watching a rhett and link video last night where they filmed an(other) 80s themed music video while also doing 80s themed challenges and i'm ngl. link neal with an earring got me acting a little Unwise.

like i'm sorry. i'm sORRY. but i don't think he should be allowed to do that it isn't fair to me personally

44: A random fact about anything

according to all known laws of aviation there is no way a bee should be able to fly

as of right now i officially have over 500 playlists on spotify

[pinkpastels113]

Rediscovering some Good Songs, so now I'm wondering, what are some songs you associate with Beca & Chloe? (Or the other Bellas!) And why?

I HAVE SO MANY SONGS SO THIS IS A GOOD QUESTION (ie i struggled adfgdjhsk) but i still hope yall like:

beca

no diggity (blackstreet) bc obviouslyy

no scrubs (tlc) just the vibee ahh and my lil bisexual girlie will not be with a man if he is not good to her !!!

just the way you are (bruno mars) DUHHHH the eye contact in the pool sigh and the moment where aubrey relinquished control of the pitch pipe and chloe was smug like see bree i told you she's good we will def make it to lincoln center

freedom! '90 (george michael) no explanation needed and bc she is finally getting recognized for her talent ahh but she decided to share it with her family (the bellas!!)

cups (originally by ap carter i think) bc iconic pop culture phenomenon

paint the town red (doja cat) rawr alt badass girlie pp1 beca

poison poison (renee rapp) for @afh48 mostly but yes!! beca is very "you're so fucking annoying" core

before he cheats (carrie underwood) she SLAPPED IN THAT RIFF OFF IM AFRAID- the way she grabbed that guy's jacket oof

chloe

she's v my "pink glitter gel pen" playlist coded i fear and here are some music/songs from it:

pocketful of sunshine (natasha bedingfield) bc she's a sunshine baby even kendrick says so <33

message in a bottle (taylor swift) i just think she's a swiftie and that this song and its fast beat and bubblegum pop is very her

we are never ever getting back together (taylor swift) red era chloe beale stan

love me harder (ariana grande) THAT PART IN PP3 WHEN SHE SINGS "love me harderrr, cuz if you really need me you gotta gotta gotta love me harder, gotta love me harderrr” GETS ME EVERY TIME

i kissed a girl (katy perry) her coming out song

still into you (paramore) she def dances around the bella house to this song

material girl (madonna) and this also pertains to aubrey, this is their friendship song <33

ocean eyes (billie eilish) brittany's eyes are so pretty i cant even begin to describe-

bechloe (the way i had originally just put these songs under beca and chloe separately but they got too many songs that make me think about them together that it should be a different section lmao)

not to be a dramatic (zoe clark) from beca to chloe <33 just LISTEN to the lyrics pls omg it is so angsty and pining

mascara (kylie cantrall) chloe telling beca the message in this song when she breaks up with jesse :((

friends dont (maddie & tae) just listen to it pls yall it's literally friends to lovers of them and fits their vibe perfectly and everytime i listen to it i daydream a whole ass bechloe fic like it's INSANE

not like im in love with you (lew) same thing as above

titanium (david guetta) sigh if i dont include this esp in this fandom i might as well kms/joking teehee

kiss me (sixpence none the richer) soft domestic bechloe <333

toxic (britney spears) again, the trust, the chemistry, the eye contact, the harmonies, the solos in pp3. im feral.

good luck, babe! + casual + red wine supernova (chappell roan)

birds of a feather (billie eilish) ahh i love them and to this song sm "i'll love you till the day i die, till the light leaves my eyes, till the day i dieee"

enchanted + dress + gorgeous + dancing with our hands tied (taylor swift)

stacie

low (flo rida) pp2 riff off cuz shawty had that apple bottom jeans (jeans) boots with the furr (with the fur) the whole club was lookin' at herr

sex with me (rihanna) pretty obvious methinks lmao

s&m (rihanna) no words truly

taste (sabrina carpenter) i headcanon stacie as pan so i just feel like the lyrics of this song can pertain to her if she's ever realizing that her past prospects are fucking each other <33

you problem (cloudy june, emlyn) i feel like she believes karma is a thing and "oh well you kinda asked for it haha" when someone comes to her complaining about drama or something like that if they started it in the first place if that makes sense

breakfast (dove cameron) nom nom her attitude towards men most of the time i think; "he's a hunter" coded

honey, im good (andy grammer) STAUBREY but she would never cheat on aubrey obv but maybe angst at the beginning of their relationship

heart attack (demi lovato) ANOTHER STAUBREY SONG HEHE

confident (demi lovato) goes without saying that stacie is confident in who she is and what she wants and goes for it

aubrey

boyfriend (dove cameron) hmm anyone here for jealous wlw aubrey? bc i am

hit me with your best shot (pat benatar) pp1 riff off :))

classic (mkto) she's just so Classic and i feel like she would love to be wooed traditionally like the whole wine and dine thing and lots of flowers on dates (stacie cough** im looking at you)

what makes you beautiful (one direction) i debated putting this under her or chloe but chloe def knows that she's hot, quoting “yeah im pretty confident about... all this ;))” so aubrey it is!!

hey blondie (dominic fike) girlie just wants to be serenaded fr

pretty girls (renee rapp) a lot of angst in coming to terms with her sexuality unfortunately :((

emily

sit still look pretty (daya) i can NOT listen to this song without thinking of her now i fear

flashlight (jessie j) same reason as above!! legacy is just a baby aaahh

cool kids (echosmith) she just wants to fit in 🐣

most girls (hailee steinfeld) i feel like she admires a lot of girls around her and wants to be like them and obv hailee singing it helps lol

cynthia rose

crazy youngsters (ester dean) that music video!!

starships (nicki minaj) idk i just think ab her when i hear it

amy

we belong (pat benatar) that "hey im soloing here!! whataver!!" part is so funny to me every time haha in pp2

[kennyhoemega]

I'M YELLIN

[ickymichi]

HQ AND SONGS THEY SING TO YOU WHEN THEYRE DRUNK!

including: matsukawa issei, hanamaki takahiro, iwaizumi hajime, kyotani kentaro, aran ojiro

summary: songs/lines from songs they sing to you when absolutely polluted ;)

note: can beat drunk lovers and fav songs </3 anyway enjoy!! reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

sanoqt 2021. 

!!.MATSUKAWA ISSEI <3

!!.ASS LIKE THAT- EMINEM. “i aint never seen an ass like that, the way you move it, you make my pee-pee go, doing doing doing!”

!!.ESCAPE(THE PINA COLADA SONG)- RUPERT HOMLES. “if you like making love after midnight, in the dunes on the cape, then i’m the love that you’ve looked for” “i knew her smile in an instant, i knew the curve of her face, it was my own lovely lady,” (pulls you by your hips flush with him and traces your cheeks with a drunken smile <33333)

!!.HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO <3

!!.SUPER FREAK-RICK JAMES. “she’s a very kinky girl, the kind you don’t take home to mother!” “she likes the boys in the band, she says that i’m her all time favourite!”

!!.IM TOO SEXY-RIGHT SAID FRED. (most times sings it to issei). “I’m to sexy for my love, too sexy for my love love’s going to leave me,” “i’m too sexy for my cat, poor pussy, poor pussy cat!”

!!.IWAIZUMI HAJIME <3

!!.GOOD KISSER- USHER. “the devil is alive, them other girls can’t compete with mine, you do it so good you fucked my mind”. “don’t nobody kiss it like you, don’t nobody kiss it like you bang bang bang!

!!.CARELESS WHISPER- GEORGE MICHAEL. “tonight the music seems so loud i wish we could lose this crowd maybe it’s better this way, we hurt eachother with the words we used to say”. “so i’m never gonna dance again the way i do with you”

!!.KYOTANI KENTAROU <3

!!.CHIQUITITA- ABBA. “chiquitita tell me the truth, i’m a shoulder you can cry on, your best friend, i’m the one you must rely on” “chiqutita you and i know, how the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaving”

!!.SEX ON FIRE- KINGS OF LEON “lay where your laying, don’t make a sound, i know they’re watching, they’re watching.” “you, your sex is on fire, consumed with what’s to transpire”

!!.ARAN OJIRO <3

!!.HOT STUFF- DONNA SUMMER. (and him doing the dance move !!!!) “lookin’ for some hot stuff baby this evening, i need some hot stuff baby tonight” “need some lovin’ baby, gonna need your love tonight”

!!.PRETTY WOMAN- ROY ORBINSON. “pretty woman walking down the street, pretty woman the kind i’d like to meet”. “pretty woman look my way, pretty woman say you’ll stay with me”

[criticisms]

delivery? digiorno

hotel? trivago

animal crackers? in my soup

snip snoop on my loop

you know i wanna frick frack

cuz you lookin like a snick snack

i wanna swallow your babies

sexually transmit my rabies

baby don't you know that shit burns

when i slither up that ass like a tapeworm

ass fizz, coke and mentos

that shit HOITS, DEMENTORS

suckin that soul out that dick

bitch you know this beat is sick

call me father like my name george michael

ain't no cum dumpster, I RECYCLE

[dominionleathershop]

Winning Story

by FionaAndell

I shouldn’t have come to the concert.

George Michael was Alyssa’s favorite singer, and she had previously hinted at how “I Want Your Sex” left her feeling the same. Naturally I, her doting boyfriend, wanted to be around to fill any of her needs that may arise. So when she flashed two tickets and wondered who could “possibly want to come” while twirling her honey-blonde hair, I eagerly volunteered.

That was two weeks ago.

Two days ago, I was in standstill in traffic on my motorcycle, thinking about the way said hair framed her face so beautifully while she was bobbing up and down on my cock. She always looked particularly wicked then, like she was in complete control... My jeans were getting uncomfortably tight, so I shifted the bike’s weight to my right leg and reached down to adjust myself.

The screech of brakes caught my attention and I looked up just in time to see some idiot merging too fast jerk left around a car and SHIT! I yanked my leg out of the way and breathed a quick sigh of relief as he missed me by an inch – and then the bike and I toppled over.

According to the ER doc, I’m lucky my clavicle fracture wasn’t compounded, but they still had to screw metal crap onto my bones. I don’t know about that, but I am lucky the EMT was kind enough to forget to write down “patient’s right hand stuck in pants upon arrival.” She was pretty cute, if you like them able to dead-lift one-fifty. Twenty-four hours and some heavy duty pain-killers later and I walked my happy ass out of the hospital and into Alyssa’s car.

She seemed put out at having to come pick me up, but when I told her I had been hit because I was distracted thinking of her magical mouth, she got a lot more sympathetic. When we reached my apartment, she made sure to show me just how worth it the pain might be.

Tonight was the concert and I wasn’t going to let a little flesh wound ruin my evening. Alyssa showed up looking damn hot in her denim skirt and purple tube top, although the matching cowboy boots were a little ridiculous. She frowned when I just said “lookin’ great, babe,” and didn’t go on about how sexy she was. Blame it on the pain - I hadn’t taken the pills yet, though I’d stuck one in a plastic baggie to take if it got bad. Stretching to buckle the passenger seatbelt over my sling made me thankful I had.

In line for the show, I tried to make up for my earlier gaffe and be very attentive, talking about how much sexier she was than any of the other women. By the time we reached the metal detectors she was smiling and holding my good arm again.

Then disaster struck once more.

The damn plates and screws set off the stupid machines and I had to be pulled aside to prove that I wasn’t packing. This was Texas – they were lucky everybody didn’t have a gun! But I dutifully, painfully took off my sling and showed my incredibly fresh surgical scars. I winced from more than the pull of stitches and tender skin as Alyssa waited by herself just inside, obviously annoyed. Some dudebro walked up and spoke to her, and she flashed him a big grin, leaning toward him. Shit.

Security eventually let me through and I strode back to her side.

“Hey babe, thanks for waiting.” I slid my arm around her shoulders and looked at him. “Sup?” I nodded in greeting and waited for him to fuck off like they always did.

“Hey! How ya doin’?” He smiled with all his teeth and clapped his hand down on my shoulder. Yes. That shoulder.

Blinding pain overwhelmed me and I flinched, my left arm dropping a foot before I came back to my senses and ever-so-casually laid it back on Alyssa’s shoulder.

“Ouch, you’re hurting me!” She stepped sideways out of my reach and I realized that my nonchalant drape had turned into a clench as waves of residual pain washed over me.

“Not cool, dude.” Dudebro took a step into my space, partially between my girlfriend and me.

I shoved him back with my left arm. “Neither is taking cheap shots, dude.”

“Is there a problem here?” Security materialized next to us.

“Oh no, we’re fine. Right, Brad?” Alyssa turned her megawatt smile on first the guard and then dudebro-Brad.

“Of course, darlin’. All good here.”

The guard looked at me and my sling, raising an eyebrow as I eyed him in return, noting that he was carrying. With clenched jaw, I turned my lips up in parody of a smile. “No problem.” I looked at my girlfriend, heart sinking.

“Alyssa?”

“Enjoy the concert.” Was all she said as she hooked her arm through Brad’s and walked off.

The guard scanned the crowd and then gave me a sympathetic look. “That your girl?”

“Was. I need a beer.”

“Bar’s all the way to the left. Enjoy the concert.”

I made my way through the crowd in a foul mood, cursing idiot drivers, faithless women, and all dudebros everywhere. People bumped into me and I snarled at them, until I finally reached the bar.

“Dos Equis.” Not my usual preference, but better than Bud Light or Corona.

“That’ll be five dollars, please.” Opening my mouth to bitch about the price, I looked up into gorgeous brown eyes. Mutely, I handed over the money and a good tip. She didn’t deserve my acidic mood.

“Here, hon.” I took the bottle and tried to smile, lost in her eyes. Brown wasn’t the right word for them – they were good dark whiskey with flecks of pure sunshine.

“Thanks.” I finally managed to spit out. Remembering the painkiller in my pocket, I set the beer down and awkwardly retrieved the baggie. The opening notes of “Father Figure” played, but I couldn’t care less. I washed the pill down and found a stool where I could see the bartender.

She bustled about, dodging her coworker with ease and filling orders with a smile. She was a little paler than your standard Texan cutie who worked these kinds of events, but she filled out her George Michael t-shirt in the best way. I couldn’t see below the bar, but I bet her boots weren’t purple.

I sat there, lost in dark musings interspersed with the light of her eyes that kept flicking my way.  The song “One More Try” eventually filtered through and I realized that I didn’t want to be here. I stood up and went to place the empty bottle on the bar, but the bar kept moving.

“Mister, you okay?” Whiskey-eyes came close once more. “I’ll be right with y’all!” She called over her shoulder to a particularly loud customer.

“M’fine.” I slurred, taking a step further away from the stools. Had there been two?

“You don’t look it.” She lifted the counter exit just in time for me to hit the ground once more, her brown cowboy boots inches from my face.

“Not…purple…” I mumbled, and then blackness took me.

I woke up with a someone shining a light in my eyes and tried to swat the both of them away. They leaned back and merged into the same EMT from two days ago.

“Hey there. You’re kinda cute and all, but we’ve got to stop meeting like this.” She teased me gently.

“Is he gonna be alright?” Whiskey-eyes was hovering, looking concerned.

“He just have one beer?” The bartender nodded in reply. “I’m guessing you’re on a pain med for your shoulder?” I tried to nod as well and the world spun. “Easy there. He’ll be alright, as long as he remembers that opiod plus alcohol equals bad. Got it?” She fixed me with the stern glare all medical professionals learn.

“Yeah, I got it.” I slowly sat up, leaning on my left arm.

“Good. You don’t look more hurt, but the meds make it hard to tell if you’ve got a concussion. Are you here with anyone?”

“Ye-no. Shit.”

“You need someone to sit with you and keep you awake for a few hours. And for goodness’ sake, don’t drive!”

“I can look out for him. That is if you’ll sit her until I’m done. Then I’ll drive you back to your place.” Whiskey-eyes offered.

I blinked at her. “You’re not worried that I’ll…hurt you? Not that I would, but I’m usually scary.”

“Seriously?” She grinned. “Big scary man who’s in a sling and unable to stand because he was dumb enough to wash his pain pill down with a beer?” She reached up and patted the thigh holster strapped over her jeans. “I’ll be fine.”

Damn, I must be messed up to have missed that. And damn, those jeans looked good.

“Alright, unless you want to go to the hospital again?” The EMT raised her eyebrow at me.

“No, thank you.”

“Thought not.” She stood up. “He gives you any trouble, just hit him in the shoulder. Less paperwork than shooting him.”

“Hey! Thought you EMS did no harm?!”

“Wouldn’t be me hurting you.” She reached down a hand. “Let’s get you back on a stool before I go.”

I remembered to ask Whiskey-eyes her name about the time we got to her car. It was Anna, “with two ‘N’s.” Anna took my apartment key from me after I fumbled to unlock the door left handed.

“I’m not usually so helpless, you know.” I grumbled and followed her in.

“And I’m not usually so take-charge. But needs must.”

“Why are you being so nice to a stranger?”

She stopped and looked at me, eyes shining and face honest as she replied, “Because you deserve it.”

I felt like she’d punched me in the shoulder and I sat down on the couch, too hard.

Anna clicked her tongue at my pained expression and walked into the kitchen with its pass-through wall. “That’s it, you need to eat before you take any more pills.”

“But I–”

“No buts.” She brandished the crazy green spatula I’d gotten at the dollar store. “I’m not afraid of you, mister.” While I was still staring stupidly, she raided the fridge. “How do you like your eggs?”

“What?”

“Eggs. You eat them. How?”

“Uh, scrambled with salsa on top.”

“Glad you said scrambled, cause that’s what I know how to do.” Her smile made my breath hitch.

My world had turned upside-down and I must have been still high, cause I liked it.

God bless idiot drivers and George Michael concerts.

.

[aqlyrics-blog]

Swang N’ Bang

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Swang N’ Bang

[Chorus] Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna, feel like I wanna Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang

[Verse 1] Yeah, swigity swang it to the left and I swigity swerve All this ice on my neck, look like that what George Gurban Throwback Michael Laurence, swangin’ on a suburban Tryna make the money flip like that boy with the [?] Summertime in my city, wood grainin’, I’ma grip it Give me the cup, give me the ice, give me the drink, I’ma sip it Trunks popped, top shops, still ballin’ in the [?] Those slugs ’bout age like it’s 1996 I’ma slip, I’ma slide, boys that got lava Peanut butter seats on my ass, I’m reclinin’ Gosh you’re so skilled, keep my hand on the wheel Pulled up on my uncle, had some slabs on the grill It’s soin’ down in the hood, man, it’s live in the hood Today’s a good day, nobody died in the hood Summertime in the H-Town, I’ma climb Got these poppers lookin’ at me ’cause I’m showin’ my surround

[Chorus] Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna, feel like I wanna Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang

[Verse 2] Whether it’s sunny or gray we gon’ ball n’ parlay Laid back in the shade, rockin’ razer face Got the Volv’s with the swings, still throwin’ the game Trunk popped, let it bang, think I’m hoggin’ the lane Start ridin’ through the boroughs, I ain’t huggin’ the curb 20 ounce water bottle and I filled it with syrup Last house, let ’em peak, take a loot at my teeth Flippin’ it down on i10, ’bout to go to the East Tryna bring that capper, I’m a perpetrate packer I’m a bitch nigga slapper and a fast ass tapper Top drop smokin’ reef, all my Qs and Ps Hatin’ niggas around me, so I move discrete Laid back, start ridin’ in a Gucci and a Prada Put 100 thousand dollars in my niece pinata Summertime in the H-Town, know I gotta climb Got these poppers lookin’ at me ’cause I’m showin’ my surround

[Chorus] Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna, feel like I wanna Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang

[Bridge] Swang on the North side, on the South side On the East side, on the West side On the North side, on the South side On the East side, on the West side

[Chorus] Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna, feel like I wanna Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang

[Bridge] Swang on the North side, on the South side On the East side, on the West side On the North side, on the South side On the East side, on the West side

[Outro] I wanna swang, yeah Swang it back Swang it back Swang it back, baby Feel like I wanna swang n’ bang, yeah Gon’ swang n’ bang