#holy fucking shit what the hell you are so so so good?!

[lady-lostmind]

TROUBLE

Written for @steddiebingo Kissing Booth Prompt: Jealousy

Rating: T | WC: 1195 

Thank you @oh-stars for betaing!!

Eddie is ripping his way through a solo at practice, trying to nail the transition between the solo and chorus. He groans in frustration when he misses the same note he has the last three run throughs. “Fuck.”

Gareth tosses his drumstick at him and thumps his bass pedal. “Eddie, come on, man. We’ve been at this for like an hour already.”

Eddie scoffs. “It’s been like twenty minutes, Gare.” He snatches Gareth’s stick up off the ground and throws it back. “Go from the top of the verse again.”

Gareth and the rest of the guys groan and roll their eyes as Gareth counts them in. Eddie focuses hard on making his fingers move the way they need to, nailing the parts of the song he already has down, gets mostly through the solo and– misses the same note. 

“GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!” 

Jeff sighs. “Maybe we should table this one for–”

Eddie shakes his head. “No! I’ve almost got it. Just– From the verse again.” 

The guys eye him wearily but start again. Eddie’s sure he’s going to nail it this time. He just has to figure out what he keeps snagging on and he’ll be good. He can do this, he– misses the same damn note again! “FUCKING HELL!” 

Gareth groans behind his drums. “EDDIE! What the hell, man?” 

Doug takes his bass off and goes to head inside. “I need a fucking break, dude.” 

Eddie throws his hands up in defeat. “Great. We just got started!” 

Jeff sets his guitar to the side and shrugs. “Run through it a few times while we grab some snacks.” 

Eddie watches as they all head inside and turns to Steve where he’s been sitting in the corner watching this absolute trainwreck unfold. “I can’t believe them!” 

Steve just shrugs and takes a drag from the joint Eddie rolled for him as payment for agreeing to be his ride today. “Just keep going. You’ll get it.” 

Eddie sighs and cracks his fingers. Okay. He’s got this. He runs through the parts separately a few times, making sure he has the solo figured out. Then he does the whole first part of the song, letting the muscle memory take over on all the parts he already has down. He keeps going, flowing through the solo again, convinced he’s got it this time and– he misses the whole transition. He groans, tugging on his hair in frustration. “Fuck me. This is impossible!” 

Steve sighs and gets up and starts walking over to him, joint still dangling from his lips. 

Eddie stares at him in confusion as he comes up behind him and goes to wrap his arms around Eddie and his guitar. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Steve leans forward and looks at him over his shoulder and talks around the joint in his mouth. “You’re skipping a beat. That’s why you keep getting off.” 

Eddie’s brow scrunches. “What the fuck are you talking ab–”

Steve swats Eddie’s hands out of the way and starts playing through the solo, Eddie’s fucking solo, flawlessly. And Eddie is just standing there like an idiot with his arms held up awkwardly out of the way so Steve can play. Eddie’s mouth drops open in shock and he stares down at Steve’s hands moving effortlessly along the frets. “What the fuck?” 

Steve huffs a laugh in Eddie’s ear, a puff of smoke filling the air around them. Steve gets to the part Eddie keeps fucking up on and slows down, leaning in close. “Right here.” He plays over the spot a few times, showing Eddie the beat he’s absolutely been skipping. “You miss that rest and it throws you off. See?” He plays through it again and goes right into the chorus, no problem. 

Eddie nods dumbly, still just staring at the way Steve’s hands look on his guitar. His brain feels scrambled with this new knowledge. Steve just waltzed over here and dropped the bomb that he can play guitar as good as, if not better than Eddie, by ear, and is acting like it’s no big deal. Like he didn’t just completely rock Eddie’s entire world. Because holy shit this is hot.

Steve is hot. 

Which like, okay. Duh. Obviously he has eyes and knows the guy is objectively attractive. But he has always just been…Steve. His friend. But now…Eddie is blushing. And if he’s being honest, he’s a little hard. Which is mortifying considering Steve’s hand is basically right over his dick. Eddie has never been jealous of an inanimate object before. But fuck if he doesn’t wish he was his guitar right now with Steve’s hands working over it like this. Eddie shakes his head with a laugh and leans back a little, lifting his hands to run his finger through his hair before lacing them behind his head to give Steve easier access. 

Steve runs through the rest of the song before letting go and stepping back. He gives Eddie’s shoulder a little squeeze and plucks the joint out of his mouth so he can flash him a smile. “Try it again–” He flicks the ashes off the joint. “I bet you’ll get it now.” 

Eddie just stares at him with wide eyes as Steve goes and flops back down on the shitty couch in the corner with a cocky grin. “What the fuck, Harrington?” 

Steve takes a drag from his joint and shrugs. “What?”

Eddie scoffs. “What do you mean ‘what?’” 

Steve’s smile stretches wider on his face and he sinks into the couch more. 

Eddie shakes his head. “Since when do you play the fucking guitar?”

Steve shrugs. “Since forever. My mom made me pick an instrument to take lessons on when I was little.”

Eddie scoffs. “And you never thought to mention this before?” 

Steve takes another drag, the smoke billowing out of his mouth as he shakes his head. “No. Why would I?”

Eddie chuckles, his mind still spinning. “Why’d you let me fumble through this shit when you knew what I was doing then?”

Steve shrugs and nods to the guitar. “Play through it again before they get back.” He looks up and locks eyes with him. “Tell them you figured it out.”

And– oh. He waited to show Eddie until they were alone so he could take credit for figuring it out. God damnit. He’s being sweet on top of everything and– 

This is no good. Eddie can feel the sparks of a crush catching fire in his chest, threatening to burn him alive. He clears his throat and nods. “Thanks, man.” 

Eddie shakes his head, trying to focus again. He starts at the beginning of the solo, making sure he pays better attention to counting out the beats and– nails it. He flies right through and into the chorus. 

He lets out a satisfied sigh, a smile pulling at his cheeks as he looks back up at Steve who is beaming with pride as he starts clapping. “Knew you could do it, Eds.” 

A blush rises on Eddie’s cheeks and he nods, trying to shove the swell in his heart down before it gets him into trouble. “Thanks.” 

[princess-of-the-corner]

ML AU - Public Divorce: Lila

Ok, I need to go on with this for a minute cause. This bit was kind of just a joke, but then I thought about it, & now it’s FASCINATING, and-

Like, the joke is just that Chloé’s parents are going through the world’s ugliest divorce, and dragging everyone else with them, including celebs, so by the time Lila turns up, the class is just DONE on celeb gossip. Like. The number of scandals and rumours, and outright BLACKMAIL this class has been witness to is honestly impressive. And these kids are so over it at this point. Chloé most of all, but the whole class is just burnt out on anything relating to high-profile. They regularly see a classmates parents duke it out on Talent Tonight, they want to talk about LITERALLY anything else. So Lila shows up, starts spinning her stories, and gets … . nothing? Polite indifference at best, outright ignored at worst?? What?? At first, she thinks maybe she’s been recycling tales too much, maybe they need to be EVEN MORE IMPRESSIVE, but that has the opposite effect of what she wants, some of her class starts ACTIVELY AVOIDING HER, so nope, stop that! Lila’s just sitting here, stumped, because what the hell? This has NEVER happened, who doesn’t love good old celebrity gossip??

She’s flicking through her phone on a whim, searching for ideas, ANY ideas, (she has literally never needed more than this, she is truly befuddled) when she stumbles across the cute Fox video, and Kim sees it. And calls the class over. And suddenly Lila’s in the middle of the whole group, cooing over adorable animal videos??? What?? But hey! She can work with this! Who wants to see the new baby elephant at the Oregon Zoo?

After that, it becomes a game of trial and error. ANYTHING regarding celebrities or politics is right out, but cute animal videos seems to work! It spirals into video production and quality with Alya, something Lila actually knows a bit about, so that works too! She tries to steer the conversation to actors in movies, but whoops, shutting down again! Until she throws out a frantic production fact about Star Wars (Did you know Palpatine’s chair could only turn at a fixed speed, but it was too fast, so the actor had to use his feet to slow down the chair? So during that scene where Palpatine is confronting Luke, he’s scooting his chair around so it doesn’t fuck up the shot) and suddenly THAT gets everyone interested again! Alright, maybe it’s just CURRENT gossip that’s out? No, no, it’s stuff about people, but production stories are cool??

But it’s not her usual stuff that gets her interest. Someone expresses frustration with a history project about Italy, Lila offhandedly mentions a fact about it, suddenly she’s being begged to help with the project. She gets praised, it’s so cool she knows all this stuff! So ok! Stuff about Italy! She can do that! A random fact about sharks she retained from who knows where generates a discussion that lasts almost two hours, so apparently any facts work! Equally doable! She’s looking up random things, writing down any that snag her interest just so she can pepper them into conversation. Did you know that slugs have teeth with the same composition as diamonds?? How nuts is that!?

And through all of this, some of her actual interests, like history, or masks, makes it in, and people seem to like that just as well (they’re her friends, they enjoy seeing her passionate). Stories about her travels still come up, but they are barely altered or even embellished. She hasn’t spun a proper lie in six months. She’s kind of baffled by how “low effort” this particular group is, unaware that she’s actually spending MORE TIME on shit here, it’s just that she ENJOYS looking up cool facts, or researching history, or talking about how masks get made, or auditioning for the school play. The class gets her mask-carving lessons for her birthday, and Lila almost bursts into tears, cause holy shit, they remembered! (Her mom just got her a gift card).

Running out of steam, but just … I’d call it Lila accidental redemption, except in this, this all happens before she does anything she would need to be redeemed FOR, so.

(Also, ugly divorce is still happening in the background. At one point, André tries to flirt with Lila’s mom. It goes spectacularly badly. Chloé sends the Rossi’s an apology gift basket.)

-

She’s just. So confused

[broidobe]

𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢

requested!!! this is like an add on to his nsfw alphabet. as i said in there, your first time together...not good. so this is the first time experience!

☾you finally hook up with nikki sixx, expecting pure rockstar-level bliss… only to find out that he’s fucking terrible in bed the first time☽

☾warnings: bad sex, cringe dirty talk, nikki being a cocky idiot, humor, smut☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚motley crue masterlist

you wanted this.

you really did.

it was nikki fucking sixx—dangerous, beautiful, wild, the kind of man who could set the whole damn world on fire with just a smirk. and tonight, after weeks of teasing and late-night flirting, it was finally happening.

his place. his bed. just the two of you, tangled up in the sheets, skin burning, lips crashing together like neither of you could get enough.

and then…

well.

it all went spectacularly downhill.

 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

it started off promising—nikki on top of you, hands everywhere, lips trailing down your neck, mumbling something incoherent about how fucking hot you were.

but then… he just kinda… stopped?

like his brain short-circuited.

"uh… hold on." he pulled back, brows furrowed. "where's the—fuck, wait—hang on."

you blinked up at him, watching as he rummaged through the sheets like he had no idea what he was doing.

nikki sixx, sex god of the sunset strip, was fumbling.

and oh god, it only got worse.

 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

you tried. you really, really tried to be patient.

but the moment he actually got inside you, it became painfully clear that nikki had no idea what he was doing.

his rhythm? nonexistent.

his thrusts? all over the damn place.

his dirty talk? fucking terrible.

"you like that, baby? you like how i—uhhh—yeah, yeah, fuck—wait, shit—"

oh god.

you stared at the ceiling, biting your lip, trying so hard to feel something—literally anything—but all you could focus on was the fact that nikki was jackhammering you like a goddamn rabbit on speed.

fast. messy. absolutely no rhythm.

"oh, fuck, oh—"

and then, 30 seconds later…

it was over.

nikki flopped onto his back, sweaty, breathless, and looking way too pleased with himself.

"holy shit." he exhaled, running a hand through his messy hair. "that was fucking amazing."

…was it???

was it really???

 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

you just lay there, staring at the ceiling like you had just survived a car crash.

it wasn’t bad bad—it just… wasn’t good.

at all.

and the worst part? nikki had no idea.

you turned your head to look at him.

he smirked. smirked.

"you didn’t cum, did you?"

you opened your mouth—then shut it.

you could lie. you could tell him what his rockstar ego probably needed to hear.

but instead…

"no. no, i didn’t."

nikki blinked.

"oh."

silence.

then—

"…shit."

yeah. shit was right.

 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ 

to his credit, nikki did not take this well.

"wait, wait, wait—hold on—so you’re telling me that i just—fuck, i swear this never happens, i—"

you couldn’t help it—you laughed.

and not a small, polite laugh—a full-blown, gasping-for-air, tears-in-your-eyes laugh.

"oh my god, sixx, that was so bad."

he groaned, throwing an arm over his face. "fuck me, i swear i usually last longer than that—"

"no, you don’t."

"okay, fine, but i can fix this—"

"can you??"

and just like that, his competitive streak kicked in.

"you bet your ass i can."

and that was how you ended up with nikki sixx determined as hell to make you cum—even if it took all night.

(and, to his credit… the second round? much, much better. 😉)

[slut4megantheestallion]

⋆ ☆ Chloe price x 2000sbaddie!fem!reader gf

Warnings: Chloe price x fem reader, black!reader, 2000s, Chloe is a simple for the reader, fluff, reader is a baddie, wlw.

☆Chloe is down bad for you, and she doesn't even try to hide it at all. She didn't think she'd be the type to simp over someone so hard, but there she is, completely obsessed with you.

☆You are the baddest thing to ever walk into her life, and she knows it. Baby tees, low-rise jeans, fresh acrylic nails tapping on your phone screen, lip gloss always poppin' and a face card that never declines-yeah, Chloe never had a chance.

☆Your style is immaculate, and Chloe is constantly in awe. She'll sit back, arms crossed, biting her lips as she watches you put together an outfit like it's a runway show. She doesn't know how you always pull off the perfect look, but she respects the hell out of it

☆She's your biggest fan, Chloe hypes you up like it's her full-time job. The second she lays eyes on you, she's grinning, whistling, borderline drooling - it's ridiculous.

☆Damn, babe... you trying to kill me? Like, what am I even supposed to do when you look this good?

☆"No, seriously, how? How do you always eat like this? I'm conversation you sold your soul for this level of perfection."

☆If you take too long getting ready, she won't even complain. Instead, she'll be lounging on your bed, watching you like a lovesick idiot, head propped up on her hand. She eats this up.

☆"I could sit here and watch you all day... You're like a work of art, babe."

☆She's taking pictures of you ALL THE TIME.

☆She's got a whole album in her phone labeled "My Goddess" (yes, she's dramatic like that.)

☆She posts you on her story with captions like, "Life isn't fair. How am I supposed to function with this woman walking around looking like THAT?"

☆If you let her take Polaroid pictures of you, she'll stick them in her wallet, on her walls, and even inside her truck just to see your face everywhere.

☆She constantly brags about you constantly. You are her greatest flex, and she makes sure everyone knows.

☆She brings you up in conversations for no reason.

☆If Max or Rachel says literally anything, Chloe would be like,

☆"That reminds me - my girlfriend is so hot. Wanna see pictures?"

☆If you post a fire selfie, she's the first in the comments, typing out paragraphs about how insanely fine you are.

☆"Y'all see what I'm working with???? Y'all wish. Y'ALL WISH."

☆If someone randomly stares at you too long, Chloe is grinning like a smug bastard because, duh, of course they're staring. But they can look all they want - you're hers.

☆"They're just mad they could never pull someone like you. Can't blame 'em. I'd be sick, too."

☆She's obsessed with your style. Chloe loves how put together you always are. She can't relate, but she's obsessed with it.

☆Some days, you're Y2k baddie realness- velour tracksuits, tinted sunglasses, lips lined to perfection. Other days, you're in baggy jeans and a baby tee. Looking like you walked out of a 2003 music video. And no matter what you wear, Chloe is in the background, losing her mind over it.

☆At first, she acted like she didn't care about shopping, but now? She'll hold your bag, give outfit opinions, and even suggest pieces she thinks would look good on you.

☆"Okay, okay, what if we go for, like, the ultimate hot girl look? Low- rise jeans, one of those teeny little crop tops that show off your stomach? Ugh, I'm so fucking lucky."

☆If you do her makeup or hair, she's melting. Completely whipped!!

☆If you do a lil makeover, she's looking in the mirror like,

☆"Holy shit... You made me look so hot. How did you-?"

☆Chloe's possessive over you, but in the chillest way possible.

☆Chloe isn't subtle about claiming you.

☆Arm around your waist all times.

☆Hand on your thighs whenever you sit next to her.

☆If someone gets too comfortable around you, Chloe pulls you closer just to send a message.

☆"Yeah, babe, come sit on my lap- wait, you're already sitting? Okay, whatever, just be closer."

☆If someone tries to flirt with you, she's watching with the biggest smirk on her face. She's not jealous because she knows you're hers, but she loves watching people make a fool of themselves.

☆when you shut them down, she leans in, all smug, whispering,

☆"Damn, they really thought they had a shot? That's hilarious."

☆If you're ever upset, Chloe is ready to throw hands.

☆"Nah, who got you fucked up? Let's go, babe - I'll fight 'em right now."

☆She adores you, period. Chloe never thought she'd fall for you this hard, but here she is, completely wrapped around your finger.

☆She lives for your confidence. The way you walk, the way you talk, and the way you own every room you step into - it drives her crazy in the best way possible.

☆She secretly writes about you in her journal. Filling pages with little doodles of your name, random thoughts about how much she loves your smile, and notes like,

☆"I have no idea how I got someone this perfect. Like, I genuinely think I won the lottery. What the fuck."

☆If she's ever feeling low, she'll scroll through her pictures of you, read your old texts, or just stare at you like a lovesick fool.

☆If you catch her, she'll smirk and shrug.

☆"What? I just like looking at my girl, sue me."

☆Overall, Chloe is your biggest fan, protector, hype woman, and personal simp, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

[starsandmarsbars]

(this one's shittier than the other one, but here you go)

Like Icarus loved the sun,

I love you.

So truly, utterly entranced,

Unafraid to burn.

Icarus and I share that trait,

We both love the sun.

Both don’t care if we get burned,

Just to feel the sun for a moment.

For you, darling, are the sun,

You light up my cold nights.

But yet, like Icarus,

I was made to fall.

AHHHHHHHH how did you knooooowwww Icarus is my favourite star (this is prime Jegulus oh lord)

If Icarus can love the sun,

Then so can I,

Basking in the light,

We will be together forever,

Yet forever apart.

If Icarus should fall as I have for you,

The sun shall rise higher,

Feeding of my love,

A hungry mass I cannot contain.

But loving you hurts,

Blisters spreading faster than my hope is growing,

So so far away, as Icarus is,

I try to fight,

But the heat pushes me back,

I love you like the sun,

Worship you like a star,

Awe you like a mortal,

Care for you like a lover,

I will fight and burn,

Just like my love for you,

Icarus and the sun.

[tonyfinale]

second best damn fire emblem I ever played

[lesbiansanemi]

Currently trying not to vomit over the fact that I essentially just lost almost a thousand dollars brb

[foreveranonymousfa]

You guys like Pokemon XD?

[nombitenary]

Stoner pred ey?

How about we both get baked and well just have to see later whether or not I'll be included with the pile of food I got for the muchies.

oh i Like you hello...

I think I'd try very hard not to go for you. Though I think. if it didn't cross my mind, you wouldn't be in danger, but knowing the way I get when I'm high... oh the second I catch your scent, I'm drooling, thinking about your accompanying taste, your wriggles, how nicely you'd fit down my throat...

I barely realize how intensely I'm staring at you until you're asking me if I'm good. Of course I tell you I am.

My stomach growls as if it's calling me a liar.

[feralattentionwhore]

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[jamiebluewind]

Today has been one of those "Sorry! I couldn't hear you over the texture of my socks" days.

[amtrak12]

The idea that a god-like character with (supposedly) unlimited powers should snap their fingers at the end of a TV series and remove all pain and terrible things in the world so humans no longer had any suffering is the most BAFFLING thing I have ever heard. WHY DID THE SHOW EVER EXIST IF FIXING THINGS WAS THAT EASY??????

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF PRIORITY: TUCHANKA (PART 2)

Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Lt. James Vega, EDI, Urdnot Wrex, and Dr. Mordin Solus With: Urdnot Bakara And a Special Guest Appearance by: Kalros, Mother of All Thresher Maws I MADE A MISTAKE! I made a mistake... big picture made of little pictures- too many variables. Can't hide behind statistics... can't ignore new data- my responsibility. Need to go- running out of time. Not your work, not your cure- not your decision. Had to be me- someone else might have gotten it wrong... Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)

[birdmenmanga]

the suspension of disbelief required to get into hana kimi is pretty high. however, if mizuki is transfem,

[nyaskitten]

Girl u goin straight to hell 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘

[killmymind]

i don’t think i’ve ever felt this lost in my life. tbh