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[neverscreens]

— MAMMA MIA: HERE WE GO AGAIN.

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[mammamiaincorrect]

harry, at starbucks: can i get a venti vanilla latte with, uh, seven espresso shots. sam, in line behind him: jesus christ, just do cocaine.

[explainedfilms]

Mamma Mia 2: Here We Go Again Movie Ending Explained (In Detail)

Spoilers Alert: The sequel to the surprise hit “Mamma Mia!” noticeably struggles to get to its vocals. That reduces the fun factor and the fans get excited MAMMA MIA 2: HERE WE GO AGAIN probably still have fun. We reveal more about this in our review. The Plot Summary Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) is emotionally upset: the hotel on a dream Greek island that was once run by her mother is about to…

[ultraozzie3000]

America's Love Affair

New York’s first big event of the new year was the annual National Auto Show centered at the Grand Central Palace. Jan. 6, 1934 cover by Perry Barlow. The year 1934 was all about aerodynamic design, with Chrysler leading the way with its ill-fated Airflow, a bit too ahead of its time. Other companies followed suit in more subtle ways, especially smaller manufacturers looking for novel ways to…

[madhatterbri]

Business Deals | D.P.

Summary: Damian Priest x reader request, please?? 😀. Instead of Rhea being out with an injury, it was Damian, but his relationship with the reader isn't toxic like Rhea and Dom's. Reader is in a relationship with Damian and a member of the judgment day. However, when Damian gets injured, Y/N gets sick of Rhea's controlling ways and decides to do business with Braun Strowman behind their backs. On the night that reader finally turns on TJD and attacks Rhea, Damian returns and confronts her. You can pick a happy or sad ending, and btw, the reader didn't cheat on Damian.

Author's Note: No part 2!

Damian Priest Masterlist

Requested by: anon

Taglist: @plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps @mrsarcherofinfamy

Y/N could feel the tension in the room when she was alone with Rhea. There was no more hiding their true feelings. They absolutely couldn't stand one another. At least when Damian was around, he was the buffer. Now it was all discord in Judgment Day.

"Can I count on you tonight to help me with the Liv Morgan problem?" Rhea asked stiffly. Her arms crossed over her chest.

"We won't have to worry about her anymore," Y/N answered and looked in Rhea's eyes. Her words have a double meaning. One that Rhea will find out during the main event. Mami smiled and walked away. Y/N glared at the woman as she left.

Samantha Irvin introduced them to the arena. The crowd gave a huge pop for Rhea. They absolutely adored her. The woman could simply do no wrong in their eyes. How wrong the WWE Universe was.

Y/N followed her like an obedient follower. This would be the very last time of doing this, she told herself. Liv was in a corner cowering in fear. Her arm pressed closely to her chest. The coward started to plead for her life.

Rhea went up the stairs and into the ring to talk to Liv. Y/N reached under the ring to grab a chair. Within moments, Y/N stood right behind her. All her weeks of planning were about to come to light.

"Y/N, show Liv here what happens when you mess with Judgment Day," Rhea laughed into the microphone.

Y/N grabbed the chair and raised it. She smacked the chair to the back of Rhea. The air in the arena was sucked out. The beloved Rhea Ripley fell to her knees and on the ground. Boos from the arena sounded loudly, but Y/N didn't care. She was finally free.

"I'm done with your controlling ways, Rhea," Y/N yelled in the microphone. She continued her assault on Rhea. The chair came down a few more times. Before the last blow, Finn and JD jumped in the ring.

They were yelling at her to stop. A yelling match broke out in the ring. JD reached out for the chair, but she backed away. Both men were trying to talk some sense into her. The damage was done, though.

Braun Strowman's entrance music played. The two men looked at each other and then the ramp. Braun stormed down the ramp. Each long stride of his legs, carrying him closer to the ring.

"Meet my new friend," Y/N laughed. Braun walked up the stairs and went over the top rope. Finn and JD ran out of the ring. Braun ran after them.

Y/N went back to hit Rhea one more time. Boos sounded once more from the horrified audience. Referees and Adam Pierce ran around the ring to stop the assault. No one could stop her or so she thought.

Damian Priest pushed his way through to the ring. He grabbed the microphone and demanded to know what she was doing.

"I made my own business deal. Aren't you proud of me?" Y/N asked with a huge smile. Damian stared at her in shock. This wasn't the woman he was in a relationship with before his injury.

"Braun is one of our biggest threats. He has berm against us for weeks. Are you really working with him?" Damian asked. He couldn't believe what he was hearing and seeing.

"I told him not to hurt you. I would never hurt you. Just join me," Y/N smiled and reached her hand out to him.

Damian shook his head. "I can't. We are done,"

Damian walked away as Y/N stood in the ring, suddenly feeling more alone than ever.

[jackethockey]

Two Ghosts

Summary: The plot of the story revolves around you, moving to Anaheim after a painful breakup with your high school sweetheart, Trevor Zegras, who is now playing in the NHL. You take a risky offer and go to college in California. You start college and begin to heal, eventually finding a new love interest, Jamie Drysdale. After a date, you attend one of Jamie's hockey practices and discover that Trevor is also playing for the same team. The tension is high as you realize that Jamie is unaware of your history with Trevor. However, when the situation is revealed, Jamie surprises everyone by suggesting a threesome, which you both tentatively agree to explore. The story details the growth of this love triangle, filled with passionate encounters and the challenges of keeping your relationship hidden from the public eye. The narrative culminates in a season-ending victory, where the tension of maintaining your secret is as intense as the game itself, leaving the future of your polyamorous relationship uncertain yet full of potential.

Warnings: smut (very heavy and detailed lol),explicate language, threesome, not proofread enough because I was drunk while I wrote this so I apologize in advance :) 

Word Count: 5,643

“We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me.”

The sun was setting over the quiet town of Bedford, casting a warm glow over the ice rink where you had spent so many evenings watching Trevor Zegras, your high school sweetheart, glide effortlessly across the frozen surface. Little did you know that your lives would soon take a drastic turn. One fateful night, as you sat in the stands, your hearts racing from a particularly intense game, Trevor broke the news that would change everything: he had been drafted to the NHL by the Anaheim Ducks. A whirlwind of emotions swept through you - pride, excitement, and fear all wrapped into one. you had always talked about the possibility of his career taking him far from home, but now that it was a reality, the prospect of losing him was more than you could bear.

As the weeks passed, you tried to navigate the choppy waters of your new long-distance relationship, but the strain of his demanding schedule and your own college applications weighed heavily on us. Cracks began to form, and before you knew it, you were standing in the cold parking lot, arguing about the future. Words were exchanged, hearts were broken, and suddenly, you were nothing but a memory of love lost. The town that had once felt so alive with your shared passion for hockey now echoed with the silence of your separation.

Months later, as the sting of your breakup began to fade, you received a letter from the University of California, Irvine. An acceptance to their prestigious sports journalism program had arrived, offering you an escape from the painful reminders that lurked around every corner. With a trembling hand, you held the envelope that represented a chance at a new start in a city where the sun always shone - a stark contrast to the cold winters that had held us together for so long. Anaheim, the very place where Trevor's career was about to take flight, was now beckoning you with the promise of your own. With a heavy heart, you made the decision to take the risk and move across the country, not knowing that your paths would cross again in the most unexpected way.

Once in Anaheim, you settled into your new life, your dorm room a stark contrast to the cozy home I'd left behind. your roommate, a bubbly blonde named Maddy, suggested one night that you try Tinder to get back into the dating scene. Skeptical but desperate for companionship, you swiped through profiles, hoping to find someone to ease the ache of loneliness. That's when you found him: Jamie Drysdale, a local with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile that seemed to leap off the screen. you hit it off immediately, your messages a flirty dance of wit and banter. When he suggested a date at a hip downtown sushyouspot, you couldn't resist. The chemistry was palpable as you sat across from each other, sharing laughs and sneaking glances at your phones to send sly messages under the table. The evening ended with a kiss that sent your heart racing, and an invitation back to his place that you eagerly accepted. 

Back at Jamie's apartment, the air was thick with anticipation as you stumbled through the door, your lips never breaking contact. His hand found your pussy, gently caressing your clit through your damp panties as you kissed. your breath hitched, and you pulled away, your eyes wide with excitement. He led you to his bed, and you shed our clothes, revealing you desire for each other. His cock was hard and ready, standing tall and proud as he knelt before you. you watched as he took it in his hand, stroking it gently as you lay back, your legs parted in invitation. He kissed you again, his mouth moving down your neck to your chest, his tongue teasing your nipples before he made his way to your eager pussy. His warm breath sent shivers down your spine as he kissed and licked your sensitive skin. your hips bucked up to meet his mouth, his tongue circling your clit with expert precision. you moaned, your hand finding its way into his hair as you guided him deeper into your folds. His fingers slid inside you, exploring your depths as your body responded with a rush of wetness.

"Oh, Jamie," you gasped as he brought you closer to the brink of orgasm.

He looked up, his eyes filled with lust. "You taste so sweet," he murmured before returning to his task with renewed enthusiasm. your body tensed as the sensation built, your clit pulsing under his skilled touch. With one final flick of his tongue, you came apart, your pussy clenching around his fingers as you cried out his name. The room spun with pleasure, your toes curling into the bedsheets.

As your breathing slowed, he positioned himself over you, his cock poised at your entrance. you reached down, guiding him into you, feeling the delicious stretch as he filled you completely. you moved together, you bodies speaking a language of passion and need. His strokes grew deeper, harder, each one sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as your rhythm grew frantic. You could feel him thickening inside you, his breathing ragged and hot in your ear.

"I'm going to cum," he grunted, his voice strained with effort.

"Me too," you whispered, your nails digging into his back as your own orgasm approached.

With one final, powerful thrust, he came, his hot cum flooding your pussy as you reached your peak. your bodies shuddered in unison, lost in the throes of ecstasy. After a moment, you collapsed onto the bed, your hearts pounding in time with each other. This was just the beginning of a wild, unexpected journey that would forever change the course of your lives.

The next day, basking in the afterglow of your passionate night, Jamie suggested you join him at his hockey practice, his enthusiasm for the sport was contagious. Little did you know, fate had a cruel twist in store for you. As you walked into the bustling rink, you froze. There he was, in all his glory, skating with the same team that had once been the backdrop of your life with Trevor - your ex. your heart sank as you realized the awkwardness of the situation, but Jamie seemed oblivious, his excitement for the game overshadowing any tension that may have lurked beneath the surface. As you watched him skate, you couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as he interacted with the players, his ease and camaraderie with them a stark reminder of the world I'd left behind. And there, skating towards us with a grin, was Trevor, unaware of the intimate connection you'd just formed. The air grew thick with tension as you locked eyes, and for a brief moment, it felt as if time had rewound to the night of your breakup, the same rink on the stage for a dramatically different scene.

As Trevor approached, his smile faded, and his eyes widened in surprise when he recognized you standing next to Jamie. The realization of the situation dawned on him, and he skated to a halt, his stick clattering to the ice. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice filled with a mix of confusion and accusation. "This is Jamie's practice," you said, trying to sound casual, though your heart was racing. "Oh, you see," he said, his gaze flicking between us, the tension palpable. "You didn't know you two knew each other," Jamie said, the wheels in his head clearly turning as he tried to piece together the puzzle. "We, uh, we used to date," you admitted, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment. Trevor's jaw tightened, and he looked away, the hurt from your past now a stark reality in the cold light of day. "Well, this is..." Jamie trailed off, at a loss for words. "Awkward," you supplied, your voice small. Trevor's eyes met your, and for a moment, it was as if you were the only two people in the world. Then, without warning, a mischievous smile spread across Jamie's face. "Why not make it interesting?" he suggested his voice low and filled with a seductive challenge. "What do you mean?" you asked, your curiosity piqued. "Why don't you all go out for drinks tonight?" he said, his gaze flicking between Trevor and you. "It'll be like old times," he added, winking at you. Trevor's eyes narrowed, and you could see the wheels turning in his head. He knew Jamie's reputation for pushing boundaries, and you could feel the unspoken question hanging in the air: was this an invitation to mend fences or something far more scandalous?

Intrigued by the prospect of an unexpected reunion and the hint of something more, you all agreed to Jamie's proposal, the anticipation of the evening ahead making your heart flutter with a mix of excitement and trepidation. That night, as you sat in the dimly lit bar, sipping your drinks, the tension between you and Trevor was undeniable. your eyes met across the table, a silent conversation playing out, filled with the unspoken words of your past love and the unexplored desires of the present. It was Jamie who broke the silence, his voice smooth as velvet as he leaned in closer, a glint in his eye. "You know, I've always been a fan of sharing the things you love," he said, his hand casually brushing against your thigh. Trevor's gaze snapped to Jamie, a hint of understanding dawning in his expression. "What are you saying?" he asked, his voice low and gruff. "Well," Jamie began, a wicked smile playing on his lips, "you were thinking that maybe we could all... make up for lost time." The room seemed to hold its breath as his words sank in, your cheeks growing hot as you processed his suggestion. Trevor's eyes never left your, and you could see the war raging within him: loyalty to his friend or the temptation of a rekindled passion. Before either of us could respond, Jamie leaned in further, whispering, "Why choose when you can all have a little fun?" His hand slid further up your thigh, his thumb brushing against the edge of your panties, and you realized with a start that his idea was not just a fleeting thought, but a genuine proposal. The air grew thick with the scent of possibility, and as you felt the warmth of both their gazes on you, you found yourself entertaining a scenario that would have been unthinkable just hours before. The chemistry between the three of us was undeniable, and as you finished your drinks, the heat in the room seemed to rise, hinting at the explosive passion that could unfold if you dared to embrace Jamie's daring plan.

With your hearts pounding in sync with your steps, you made your way back to Jamie's apartment, the anticipation of what was to come thickening the air between us. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, the tension snapped like a tightly pulled rubber band. Trevor's eyes searched your, a silent question lingering. you nodded, your breath hitching, and Jamie's hand was on the small of your back, guiding you toward the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the shadows playing across Jamie's bare chest as he stepped closer, his eyes never leaving your. Trevor followed, the muscles in his jaw tight as he struggled with his own internal battle. The room grew warmer, your breaths mingling as you stood at the edge of a precipice, ready to dive into the unknown.

Jamie's hand found the zipper of your dress, tugging it down slowly, revealing your naked body to both of them. your nipples were hard buds, sensitive to the cool air and the heat of their stares. Trevor's eyes swept over you, a mix of hunger and hesitation, and you felt a thrill shoot through you as you saw his cock thicken in his pants. you stepped out of the dress, letting it pool at your feet, and walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge and watching as the two men approached, their desire for you and each other a tangible force.

Jamie was the first to make his move, kneeling before you and sliding your panties off with a gentle tug. His mouth found your pussy, his tongue tracing a path along your slit, making your legs shake. you leaned back, your eyes locked on Trevor as he slowly stripped out of his clothes, revealing his rock-hard cock. The sight of him, standing before you, was almost too much to handle. your hand reached out, wrapping around his length, feeling the heat and power of him in your grip.

As Jamie's tongue danced around your clit, you stroked Trevor's cock, the velvet softness of his skin a stark contrast to the steel beneath. His hand covered your, guiding it, showing you how he liked it. your eyes met, and in that moment, the past was forgotten. you were no longer just two ex-lovers reunited; you were three individuals about to embark on a sexual odyssey that would shatter the boundaries of friendship and love.

Trevor's hand reached for your chest, his thumb grazing your nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure to your core. you gasped, your pussy growing wetter under Jamie's ministrations. The sound of his mouth on you, the feel of Trevor's hand on your breast, and the weight of their gazes upon your body sent you spiraling into a vortex of sensation. And just as you thought you couldn't handle anymore, Trevor leaned in and kissed you, his tongue pushing past your lips and claiming you once again. The taste of him was intoxicating, a heady mix of whiskey and lust.

The three of us fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and desire. Hands roamed, exploring every inch of skin, rekindling old fires and sparking new ones. you straddled Jamie, his cock sliding into you with ease, as Trevor kissed down your back, his hand reaching around to tease your clit. Their bodies moved in harmony, each touch and kiss sending waves of pleasure through you. You leaned back, arching your spine as Trevor's mouth found your neck, his teeth grazing your skin.

your bodies moved in a slow, erotic dance, each thrust of Jamie's cock sending you closer to the edge. Trevor's hand found its way to your breasts, his fingers pinching your nipples, sending sparks of sensation straight to your clit. The room was filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing and the slick noises of skin against skin.

With a graceful shift, you slid off Jamie and onto Trevor, his cock already hard and waiting for you. His eyes burned into your as you lowered yourself onto him, feeling the familiar yet thrilling sensation of his length filling you up. He groaned, his hands gripping your hips as you began to move, your bodies relearning the rhythm that had once been so natural. The sight of Jamie watching us, his cock still erect, only added to the intensity of the moment. The air was thick with lust as you rocked together, the mattress creaking beneath us. you leaned back, your breasts bouncing as you rode Trevor, his eyes never leaving your. The connection between us was just as strong as it had ever been, the years apart seemingly evaporating in the heat of your passion.

Jamie, not one to be left out, moved in closer, his hand sliding between your legs to caress your clit as you rode Trevor. The dual sensations of their touch sent you spiraling, your pussy clenching around Trevor's cock as you grew closer to the brink of release. Trevor's hands roamed your body, his fingers digging into your flesh as he matched your tempo, driving himself deeper inside you. The room was a symphony of gasps and moans, the scent of your arousal mingling with the faint smell of sweat and cologne.

As your climax grew closer, you reached out to Jamie, your hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking him in time with your movements. His eyes rolled back, his hips jerking as he watched you take pleasure from his best friend. The situation was surreal, a mix of the past and present, love and lust intertwined in a way I'd never imagined. Yet, at that moment, it felt so incredibly right, like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

The tension grew, your bodies moving in a frenzied dance of desire. Trevor's grip tightened, his strokes becoming more erratic as he neared his own peak. you could feel his cock pulsing within you, and the knowledge that he was close pushed you over the edge. you came with a scream, your pussy clenching around him as waves of pleasure washed over you. Trevor followed, his hot cum filling you up, mixing with the slickness of your combined arousal.

Jamie watched us, his hand still moving on his shaft, his expression a mix of fascination and arousal. He stepped closer, and without a word, you took his cock into your mouth, eager to taste him as well. His eyes never left your as you sucked him off, feeling the tension build until he too came, his warm cum spurting onto your tongue.

As you lay there, tangled in the sweat-drenched sheets, the silence was filled with a new kind of intimacy. The air was electric with the aftermath of your shared ecstasy, and the realization of what you'd just done sent a shiver down your spine. Trevor's arms wrapped around you, his warmth a comforting embrace, while Jamie's hand rested on your thigh, his fingers tracing lazy circles. The tension between us had shifted, no longer awkward but charged with a newfound respect and curiosity. you all knew that you'd crossed a line, but the question remained: was this a one-time thing or the start of something more? As your breathing slowed and the room grew quiet, you looked into the eyes of both men, seeing the reflection of your own excitement and wonder. The night had brought us together in a way that no words could ever have, and as you drifted off to sleep, your mind raced with thoughts of the adventures you could share, the pleasures you could discover, and the love you could build, unconstrained by the boundaries of convention. your bodies, once divided by anger and hurt, now united in a shared passion, hinted at a future that was both thrilling and terrifying. But as your eyes fluttered closed, you knew that you were ready to face whatever came next with these two men by your side, your heart open to the possibilities that awaited us in the uncharted territory of your newfound love triangle.

In the days that followed, the three of us danced around the new dynamic that had formed. you tried to navigate the uncharted waters of your love triangle with care, not wanting to rock the boat too much. But the pull between us was magnetic, and the chemistry was undeniable. you found ourselves slipping into a rhythm of shared intimate moments, each encounter more explosive than the last. you experimented with new positions and sensations, pushing your boundaries and discovering what truly made each other tick. The bond between Jamie and Trevor grew stronger, their friendship now laced with a newfound respect and understanding, as they shared the pleasure of your body. And in turn, your heart swelled with love for them both, as you saw the camaraderie and care that existed beyond the physical. It was a delicate balance, but as you grew more comfortable, the lines between friendship and love began to blur. you laughed together, you supported each other through the highs and lows of life, and you made love with a passion that seemed to defy all logic. Yet, it was a passion that fueled us, that made us feel alive in a way you had never felt before.

The whispers of doubt and the glares from the outside world couldn't dull the spark that had ignited between us. you knew you had something special, something that not everyone would understand. But you didn't need the world's approval; you had each other, and that was enough. your thirst for adventure grew, and you found yourselves planning more nights of passionate exploration, each one more intense and intimate than the last. your love was a secret garden, blooming in the shadows of a world that didn't quite know what to make of us. But in that garden, you were free to be yourselves, to love without limits, and to cherish the moments that you had together. And as the sun set on another day in Anaheim, you lay tangled in each other's arms, knowing that the night would bring us closer, that your love was a force to be reckoned with, and that together, you could conquer anything.

The days grew shorter and the nights longer as you fell into a routine of stolen glances and secret touches, your desire for each other a constant hum beneath the surface of your everyday lives. Practices at the rink grew tense, the unspoken tension between Trevor and Jamie a thrumming undercurrent that only seemed to heighten the excitement when you were alone together. The line between the ice and the bedroom blurred as you pushed the boundaries of your relationship, each practice a silent challenge to see how far you could take things without giving yourself away. your bodies had become a canvas for your desires, each stroke of the brush - or in this case, each caress and kiss - adding another layer to the masterpiece of passion you were painting together. And as the season approached, the anticipation of your next intimate encounter grew more intense, the promise of it hanging in the air like an electrifying storm just waiting to break. The rink had become not just a place of competition but a stage for your own private games, a place where you could let your love run wild and free, unshackled by the constraints of the world outside. And as the first puck dropped on opening night, you knew that the real game was just beginning.

The first few games of the season passed in a blur of excitement and nerves, your secret weighing heavily on us as you watched each other from the sidelines. The tension grew with every stolen glance, every brush of skin, until one night, the dam burst. After a particularly grueling practice, the three of us found yourselves back in Jamie's apartment, the air thick with desire. you didn't bother with the pretense of conversation, your bodies moving together in a silent symphony of need. Trevor took you from behind, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrust deep into your pussy, filling you up with his hard, thick cock. Meanwhile, Jamie's mouth found your clit, his tongue flicking and teasing as you moaned with every stroke. The sensation was overwhelming, your body trembling with the force of your impending orgasm. And just as you were about to peak, you felt the warmth of Jamie's cock against your ass, the pressure building until he too entered you, filling you completely. The feeling of having them both inside you was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent you hurtling over the edge. you moved as one, your bodies syncing in a dance of love and lust. Your cries filled the room, echoing off the walls, a testament to the depth of your connection. As you lay in a pile of tangled limbs, your breathing ragged and hearts pounding in unison, you knew that there was no going back. your love had grown into something more, something that could not be contained, and you were ready to face the world together, come what may.

The heat in the room was almost unbearable as you continued to explore each other's bodies with a fervor that seemed to grow with each passing moment. Trevor's cock slammed into you from behind, the force of his thrusts making you moan with each stroke. Your pussy was tight around him, the pleasure of having him inside you mingling with the delicious pressure of Jamie's cock in your ass. The feeling of being so completely filled was like nothing you had ever experienced before, a sensation that was both overwhelming and incredibly satisfying. The head of Jamie's cock found your G-spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body with every movement. You could feel the tension in both of them, their muscles taut with the effort of holding back their climaxes for as long as they could. Trevor's hand reached around to cup your breasts, his thumbs playing with your hardened nipples, sending jolts of electricity straight to your clit. You were lost in the sensation, your body moving of its own accord, eager for more.

Jamie's hand slid down your body, his fingers finding your clit, which was already swollen and sensitive from his earlier attention. He began to rub it in tight, fast circles, and you could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building deep within yourself. Your moans grew louder, your body tensing as the pressure grew and grew. Then, without warning, Trevor reached around and pinched your nipples, sending you spiraling over the edge. The orgasm ripped through you, your pussy clenching around him as you screamed out their names. They didn't stop, though, their movements growing more urgent, their hips slapping against your skin. You could feel them both getting closer, their breathing ragged in your ears. And then, with one final, powerful thrust, Trevor came, his hot cum spilling into you as Jamie's cock swelled inside your ass, his own orgasm following close behind. You all collapsed onto the bed, your bodies drenched in sweat and cum, the aftershocks of your shared pleasure still rippling through you.

Our hearts were racing, our breathing heavy, as you lay there, the reality of what you had just done settling over us like a warm blanket. you had crossed a line, and entered a realm of passion that was both exhilarating and terrifying. But as you felt their warmth surrounding you, their love for you palpable in the sticky mess you had created, you knew that you had found something special, something that was uniquely ours. And as you all lay there, our limbs entwined, the world outside fading away, you couldn't help but wonder what other boundaries you would push together, what other heights our love would reach in the coming months.

The days grew shorter and the nights longer as you fell into a routine of stolen glances and secret touches, your desire for each other a constant hum beneath the surface of our everyday lives. Practices at the rink grew tense, the unspoken tension between Trevor and Jamie a thrumming undercurrent that only seemed to heighten the excitement when you were alone together. Your bodies had become a canvas for your desires, each stroke of the brush—or in this case, each caress and kiss—adding another layer to the masterpiece of passion you were painting together. You were a tight-knit trio, your love a force that could not be contained by the boundaries of societal norms. And as the season progressed, you grew bolder in your pursuit of pleasure, pushing the limits of your friendship and love to new heights. The rink had become not just a place of competition, but a sanctuary where you could be free from the judgmental eyes of the outside world, a place where your love could truly come alive. And as the final buzzer of the season rang out, signaling the end of the games and the beginning of your new reality, you knew that your journey was far from over. The real test would be navigating the choppy waters of a polyamorous relationship under the scrutiny of the public eye, but you were ready to face the storm, united in your love and commitment to each other. With our hearts open and our bodies yearning for more, you stepped into the future, ready to conquer the challenges that awaited us as you embraced your love without limits.

The whispers and glances grew more frequent as the season progressed, your love triangle becoming the talk of the town. You had to be careful, hiding your true relationship behind the guise of friendship, but the electricity between you was palpable. After a particularly intense game, you found yourself back in the locker room, the adrenaline of the victory still pumping through your veins. Your eyes met, and the desire was unmistakable. Trevor leaned against the cold metal lockers, his sweat-soaked jersey clinging to his muscular chest, and beckoned you closer with a crooked smile. Your heart raced as you approached, your eyes dropping to the bulge in his pants that told you he was just as turned on as you were. Without a word, you dropped to your knees, your hands reaching out to unbuckle his belt. The sound of the zipper was like a gunshot in the tense silence, echoing through the locker room. His cock sprang free, hard and eager, and you took it in your mouth, feeling it pulse against your tongue. Meanwhile, Jamie stepped closer, his own cock in hand, stroking it gently as he watched the scene unfold. He leaned in, whispering filthy words in Trevor's ear, and suddenly, the three of you were lost in a frenzy of passion. Trevor's hands found Jamie's ass, pulling him closer until their cocks were side by side in your mouth. The taste of their precum was intoxicating, and you knew that this was just the beginning of your love story, one that would be written in the sweat and passion of the very rink that had brought you together.

The months flew by, and your secret love affair grew stronger with each passing day. You managed to keep your relationship hidden from the prying eyes of the media, but the tension was always there, simmering just beneath the surface. Your nights were filled with passionate encounters, your bodies moving in a symphony of desire and need. The lines between friendship and love had blurred so completely that it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began. You had become a well-oiled machine, each of you knowing exactly what the other needed, what made them moan and arch their backs in pleasure. Your bond was unbreakable, a force of nature that no one could deny.

And so, as the season drew to a close and the playoffs approached, you knew that your time together would become even more precious. The pressure mounted, not just from the games but from the fear of our secret being exposed. Yet, you remained steadfast, supporting each other through the grueling schedule and the ever-present whispers that seemed to follow us wherever you went. In the quiet moments between the roar of the crowds and the clanging of the locker room, you found solace in your love, your bodies tangled together in a desperate bid for connection. You were three souls bound by a love that was as fierce as it was forbidden, and you were determined to make it work, no matter the cost.

The final game of the season was a nail-biter, the tension in the arena so thick you could cut it with a knife. As the clock ticked down, and the Ducks emerged victorious, you couldn't help but exchange knowing glances. The celebrations were bittersweet, a reminder of the world you had to keep hidden. But as you made your way back to the locker room, the weight of your victory washed over you, and for a brief moment, you allowed yourselves to bask in the glow of your triumph. It was there, amidst the stink of sweat and the sound of clanking gear, that you found yourselves once again, your bodies craving the release that only you could provide each other. Trevor's cock was rock-hard, straining against his jock, and Jamie's eyes were dark with desire as they met yours. And in that moment, you knew that no matter what the future held, you would always have this - a love that transcended the boundaries of the rink and the expectations of the world outside.

[iwaoiness]

Oikawa's problematic phone case

Without any doubt, Iwaizumi is the only person in the world who is able to look so fucking hot in his ID picture without even trying. His golden skin, his hair in that natural state of spiky, his forehead relaxed without any wrinkles, that piercing in his eyebrow that he got in his first year at Irvine and that Tooru still shivers over, his eyes staring at the camera with an intensity in their greenish hue that takes breath away, his lips curved in a small lopsided smile, a shadow of dimple on his cheek, his jaw well marked by the lights, his chin slightly elevated.

Hajime sent it during one of his video calls while telling him about his day; the soda Oikawa was drinking at that moment shot out of his nose when he choked while opening the picture. Early in the morning, he stood in the nearest copy shop to his house to request eight copies, still blushing, heart racing, and ears still ringing from Iwaizumi's deep-playful-stupid-hot laugh and his Do I look so hot that it makes the great Oikawa-senshu this nervous?

One of those copies ended up in his grey silicone case (which actually matched Iwaizumi's, his with a chubby dinosaur drawing in the bottom corner asking What are u doing?; Oikawa's, with another smiling dinosaur hugging the rest of Iwasaurus missing tail, answering Miss you, hug me!), accompanying him everywhere for months along with a small family photo with his parents, sister and Takeru.

However, one night, during an interview on a popular and prestigious TV show, Oikawa completely forgot that he changed his usual cover for a transparent one and took out his mobile phone in the middle of the interview to show the presenter a really embarrassing video of Matias, his friend and San Juan's starting blocker.

And, of course, Tooru's loud and intense fandom erupted the minute they noticed (thanks to damn high-definition cameras that might as well show gaping pores in close-up as reveal a years-long relationship with a really hot athletic trainer) Hajime's photograph on his IPhone case.

Social media was abuzz with dozens of screenshots from different angles, threads about conspiracy theories (Hanamaki's favourite was that Oikawa had the wrong phone and used the phone of a technical member of the programme; Matsukawa's that Hajime was Tooru's older brother), civil wars between fans over who was more right until only a day later it was revealed (thanks to one Suna Rintaro) that the strange boy was Iwaizumi Hajime, the hot athletic trainer of Birtwistle University and the Japan Men's National Volleyball Team.

And there was no shortage of hashtags like #IwaizumiHajime27AthleticTrainer, #LGBTooru, #BiRighToorus, #IwaOi that became worldwide TT and the grotesque rise of followers on Hajime's official account and also Oikawa's own.

"You had to use a fucking transparent case" Hajime speaks when it's finally his turn to come to Argentina. He's sitting on the bed with Tooru propped up next to him, blinking at the memes that continue to pop up on his TL even though it's been a month of what Oikawa's fans have already dubbed IwaOi National Day. "You have a drawer full, full, of ridiculous phone cases and you pick the one that's transparent."

"I already said it was unintentional, Iwa-chan! Unintentional!" Oikawa protests, crossing his arms as he makes a pout that Hajime finds truly endearing. "I'd better have kept the picture that auntie took of you when you were nine years old and got stuck in the cat flap," he mutters, but Iwaizumi hears him clearly and Tooru squeals as a pillow hits his face, nearly knocking him off the bed.

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the cute phone case inspired this drabble

as always thank u sm and u can find me on my ao3 🍉

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JEREMY IRVINE IS HENRY BEAUCHAMP

Always like him. What a super start in War Horse very versatile actor.

Jeremy Irvine is an English stage and screen actor. He was born Jeremy William Fredric Smith in Gamlingay, Cambridgeshire, England. He attended drama school at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art before catching Hollywood's eye starring in Steven Spielberg's 2011 epic war film "War Horse." In 2012, Irvine portrayed Philip "Pip" Pirrip in the film adaptation of Charles Dickens's 1861 novel of the same name Great Expectations.

Have you seen this movie? 🎥

War Horse (2011) Young Albert is enlisted in the army to join the First World War after his beloved horse was sold to cavalry. Albert's hopeful journey takes him outside of Britain and into the front lines as the war rages on.

For his work in the film, he was nominated for the London Film Critics' Choice Award for Young British Performer Of The Year and Empire Award for Best Male Newcomer.

In 2013 Jeremy Irvine starred alongside Colin Firth in The Railway Man, an adaptation of the 1995 autobiography of the same name by Eric Lomax. The Railway Man is a war film directed by Jonathan Teplitzky, and stars Colin Firth, Nicole Kidman, Jeremy Irvine, and Stellan Skarsgård.

Colin Firth and Jeremy Irvine playing the young and old versions of Eric Lomax in The Railway Man

Jeremy has starred in The Woman in Black: Angel of Death (2015), and portrayed Daniel Grigori in Fallen (2016). Irvine earned widespread critical acclaim for his role opposite Dakota Fanning in the independent film "Now Is Good," leading critics to list him among Hollywood's fastest-rising stars.

Daniel Grigori

He played Daniel Grigori the male protagonist of the Fallen series. He is a fallen angel and Luce's boyfriend. He was known as the sixth angel in Heaven, the Angel of Lost Souls and The Watchers which was named Grigori.

In 2018, Irvine portrayed the younger version of Sam Carmichael (Pierce Brosnan) in the sequel to Mamma Mia!, Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again.

In July 2017, Irvine confirmed via his Instagram that he had joined the cast of The Last Full Measure alongside Tommy Hatto and Zach Roerig, launched in 2019.

In 2021 Jeremy Irvine was in the war drama biopic ‘Benediction’ (written and directed by Terence Davies) is a lyrical and elegant period piece. It reintroduces the world to the poetic genius of Siegfried Sassoon (Jack Lowden) a decorated war veteran hero, and a dreamer.

He played Ivor Novello (on the left), was one of the many post-war lovers of Siegfried Sassoon, played by Jack Lowden (right).

As for his résumé, Jeremy Irvine has brilliant performances in theatre, on the big screen and television. So it was a good choice because he will not disappoint with his performance in “Blood Of My Blood”. So, SH the clock is ticking. ⏰

#jeremyirvine #bloodofmyblood #actor #henrybeauchamp #warhorse #stevenspielberg

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Nightmare in the Desert (2024 Lifetime)

Nightmare in the Desert (2024 Lifetime) Pretty Good, actually

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Sebastian Sam Shane Elliot Alex Harvey

[ RWBY ]

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[ Fate ]

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[ Genshin Impact ]

Zhongli Venti Aether/Traveler Kaeya Diluc Albedo Tartaglia/Childe Itto Alhaitham Gorou Tighnari Cyno Xiao Wriothesley Neuvillette Il Dottore Pantalone Il Capitano

[ Honkai Star Rail ] Caelus/Trailblazer Blade Boothill Adventurine Dan Heng Gepard Gallagher Dr. Ratio Jiaoqiu Jing Yaun Luka Loucha Moze Sampo Welt [ Jujutsu Kaisen ] Satoru Gojo Yuji Itadori Sukuna [ Dragonball series ] Goku Gohan Android 17/Lapis Cell [ SpyxFamily ] Twilight/Loid Forger

[ YGO ]

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[ Obey Me!/Nightbringer ]

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[ Nexomon ]

Omnicron Ulrich/Grunda Nadine/Ventra Fenrir/Fona Merida/Arqua Deena/Nara Zetta/Luxa Nexolord/Metta Solus/Omnisun

[ 7th Dragon III: Code VFD ]

Yuma Kisaragi Yamato Mishiru Jet Sakaki Yuujin Nabaru Bastian Renstu Kirino Kirika Mei Nami Aogiri Urie Nio Misha Azerin Katanako Chelsea Citorin

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tanya: i think my guardian angel drinks.

[scrivenerofchaos]

Shadows of Faith 1/3

SUMMARY - In "Shadows of Faith: The Corruption of Sweet Carmilla," we follow the story of Carmilla, a devout young woman who anticipates a traditional marriage arranged by her parents. However, as her wedding day approaches, Carmilla's nightmares grow increasingly vivid and disturbing. She finds herself consumed by hunger in her dreams and haunted by the sensation of being watched. Amidst the chaos of her nightmares, a seductive voice calls out to her, whispering her name, "Carmilla." This voice belongs to Desdemona who reveals to Carmilla that she will eventually lose her faith, at which point she will be ripe for the taking.

Carmilla’s Nightmare

Carmilla relished in her morning walk around the Everhart family grounds. A grand estate, purposefully decorated for each season and occasion from Gregory, her father’s library to Genevieve, her mother’s painting studio to the classroom where she and her brother, Benjamin, were taught etiquette and culture of the world. Carmilla followed the well-trodden grassy path created from years of her foremothers footsteps. The sun warmed her deep skin, likened to the soil of Mother Earth. She glided her bare feet across the blades of grass and dirt to be cooled before taking another tentative step forward. Her house was a home filled with memories she’d cherish forever.

She wondered how she could feel at home on her fiancé, Irvine’s land. He was, “a fine young man,” according to her father. A stranger to her. She couldn’t help her thoughts turning to dreadful things. All the musing made her head spin. A sinking feeling formed in her stomach. These were not the butterflies she read about in her romance novels. It was a more familiar feeling. She was hungry.

She sat at the dining table. It stretched the length of the room. There were no decorations centered, there was nothing on the table at all - no plates, cutlery or crystal.  She didn’t think it was odd, that her family were not in attendance. But the servants were nowhere to be found as well. The entire estate seemed devoid of people. She was alone and suddenly became aware of it.

Everything was still and quiet. Not even her old home made a sound, not a creak or settling noise. Carmilla struggled to remember how she got here, sitting at the empty grand table alone. Her memory faded, her skin still felt the warmed by the sun. She remembered that she was outside once. Why couldn’t she remember that?

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her. Nothing else mattered, she was starving. She made a move to leave the table, when she smelled the most delicious meal. A feast materialized before her, tempting her senses with its tantalizing aroma. She wanted nothing more than to take the food in her hands and bring it to her lips. In confusion, she hesitated, a fleeting thought came crossed her mind, how’d this get here? 

The gnawing hunger roared in her gut. Without hesitation she took bite after bite, hardly chewing, hardly breathing as she gulped each morsel down, each tastier than the last. She felt she would never get full. The more she ate the greater the pain grew in her stomach. She was so hungry, the food intoxicating, she could hardly get a hold of herself.

A voice, velvety and commanding, pierced the silence, calling out her name, “Carmilla.” The voice was strong enough to break whatever curse compelled her to eat without sense. She pulled herself away from the plate.

There at the opposite end of the table, a dark figure sat, still and quiet yet their presence filled the room. The air was dense, heavy. Carmilla struggled to breathe. She couldn’t see the stranger’s face as it was shrouded in darkness, she felt the tingle of eyes watching her. 

Carmilla swallowed the last morsel, before attempting to speak. She felt the urge to ask the dark visitor a question yet she didn’t know what. She whipped her face with a crisp white napkin made of cloth. As she returned the napkin on the table, a bright red stain caught her eye. She froze in confusion at the sight of it - it was blood.

In shock, she put her hand to her face and felt the congealed blood cling between her fingers, sticking them together, they formed ribbons as she pulled her fingers apart. She looked down at her plate as if that would grant her answers. That it did, in horror. 

As she struggled to comprehend the gore before her, the stranger’s voice, resonating, a haunting melody like chimes in the wind, “Carmilla.”

The room smelled of fresh cut flowers. She felt a powerful urge to shift her focus on the stranger at the end of the table. Yet, She couldn’t break her gaze from the carnage before her on the silver platter.

She couldn’t make sense of what she was seeing. She shook her head in disbelief. “No, no, no,” Carmilla shook her head, covering her bloodied face with her soiled hands.

A familiar warmth enveloped her, “Carmilla,” sang her mother. 

Her mother’s voice, a sweet escape from the hellish nightmare. She sat beside her daughter, eager to start the day, holding fresh clothes and water in hand for her, “my darling, Carmilla.”

Carmilla jerked awake, startled but grateful to be free of the deep sleep. The sun’s raze flooded her bed chambers. A look of relief washed over her beautiful sweaty face.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Bad dreams again, my sweetling?” Her mother inquired, concern evident in her voice.

“Yes, but”, her mind losing the grip of the dream that felt more like a fading memory, “I can’t seem to remember it at all.”

”Ah, what a blessing then. We can focus on more important matters.” She set her daughter’s day clothes on the bed and poured a pitcher of warm water in the washing bowl. She gleefully continued, “We have wedding dresses to try on. They’ve just arrived this morning.”

Carmilla sat up slowly, the lingering fear of her dream made her feel sluggish. She felt the familiar feeling in her abdomen. She lifted her covers to reveal fresh blood staining her bed linen and sleep gown. Her mother, unshaken by the sight, did not hesitate to ring the bell for the servants’ assistance.

”Do not fret. We’ll get you freshened up.” Her mother assured her with confidence.

“I guess I won’t be trying on any dresses today?” Carmilla asked, disappointed.

”We can still peruse the selection,” she held her daughter’s hand, “You just rest. The first day of bleeding is always the worst. I will have the servants bring you your favorite.”

Her mother made a gesture to the servants without speaking a word. They moved in an organized fashion. They prepared a copper tub for bathing and fresh clothes for bleeding days.

She was served a plate of duck bacon, buttered toast with apple-cinnamon jam, freshly cut fruits and berries with black tea. Gazing at her food she felt a hint of nervousness but couldn’t remember why. 

Her mother distracted her from her anxious thoughts, ”When you feel better, we can take a stroll around the grounds if you desire. Exercise is good for you, especially on your Moon-day.”

She recalled the serenity of walking, then the dreadful feeling returned as if anticipating the other shoe to drop. The emotion soon passed, fainter now and weaker, she focused on other matters.

She forced a weak smile, ”I’d like that very much.”

In the dressing hall, several rows of pearly white wedding garb displayed before them, waiting to be chosen by Carmilla. She and her mother studied the dresses intently before moving to the next. A servant follows them closely, writing down their comments about each garment.

”Number…34,” Carmilla paused, making sure the servant wrote it down before continuing.

”I love the lace trim on the bodice,” her mother commented, the servant feverishly writing.

”It’s a bit tight here,” Carmilla criticized.

“We’ll send it to the tailor, of course,” her mother reassured, she couldn’t find a bad word to say about any dress, she loved them all.

The mention of a tailor and Carmilla’s mind reeled with thoughts. Each trousseau felt like clouds beneath Carmilla’s fingers. This was everything she dreamed of since she was thirteen years old. She had libraries full of diaries, vision journals and scrapbooks packed with artist’s illustrations, poems from classic writers, and her own prayers detailing her perfect life to come; her perfect wedding, her perfect husband and perfect children. Choosing the perfect dress with her mother completes one task from the list of to-do’s.

Carmilla decided to do a combination of her mother’s wedding dress and something new. Her mother’s wedding dress, passed down for five generations, didn’t quite fit her body type. She had wider hips and a deeper bosom than her mother. The sense of style had changed over the years, Carmilla desired to make a dress of her own.

The dress would be tailored by none other than the bride-to-be’s best friend, Emily. She was more than an expert tailor, she knew every curve of Carmilla’s body as they were once interested in heavy petting on the long and lonely nights.

Emily’s affections couldn’t be returned by Carmilla. It was unclear if it was the pressures of tradition and religion, economic status, or the fact that Carmilla couldn’t see herself happily wed to someone who couldn’t give her children. 

Her mother would say, “Have your fun with the girl now. When the time comes to make the family and your God proud, you must get married to someone who can provide for you as you provide them with future children.”

Emily is a tradeswoman. Carmilla is an Everhart. The Everharts amassed a great fortune from once being tradespeople several centuries ago. Now the family is a thriving business. Taking their special friendship seriously would be going backwards down the poverty line.

When Carmilla envisioned her perfect wedding, it was her betrothed that flooded her mind’s eye, not Emily. Her husband-to-be, is Irvine Quartermaine. A man her father approved of. He was of good stock, wealthy, and he’s a devout follower of Easis, like the Everhart’s. A perfect match for sweet Carmilla. 

And yet, she desired nothing more than to be held by Emily again. She couldn’t shake the forgotten nightmare, she had grown accustomed to Emily’s support. The ill-faded dream slipping from her mind like smoke in the air. She couldn’t tell if the sinking feeling in her gut was from her cycle or the ill night visions. No, this aching was deeper, the pain lingered in the body, like the dull soreness of fatigued muscles. 

She remembered the sleepovers of her younger days. Carmilla grew up sickly and bedridden most days. Emily would keep her company during those challenging times. They’d hold hands as Emily fed her because she was too weak to lift the spoon. When Carmilla woke up screaming, Emily would be there, holding her in her arms. She wondered if Irvine was as kind and gentle. He had to be, she dashed the thought of doubt, if he follows Easis’ teachings he has to be a good man. But what if he isn’t? Her stomach turned at the thought of her dreams being dashed. She closed her eyes and hurriedly plucked a pale bridal gown from the rack. 

Her mother smiled happily before confusion appeared on her face, “This one, love?”

She nodded her head before muttering, “I don’t feel well,” and hurried out the room.

The day yielded to the night. Carmilla drank chamomile tea to soothe her nerves. The uneasiness of the day melted into the rhythm of night. Cicadas sang and the cool breeze rustled the tree leaves. She looked at her bed intently before making her way to the walk-in closet. She borrowed through a forest of hanging clothes to reach a wooden box. She knelt before it as if praying. She opened the box to reveal an aged charm. This trinket was handmade. She gently took the charm into her hands and hugged it to her chest.

“It was only one bad dream,” her mother’s solemn voice came from behind her.

“I haven’t lost faith like you,” she walked past her mother to her bed.

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Author's Notes: My inspiration - "Write about the love you've always wanted," My sibling told me.

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my friend is selling her ticket to see the used and pierce the veil in Irvine, CA @ the FivePoint Ampitheatre this Saturday, July 1 for $100. please let me know if you're interested & I can put u into contact w her via Instagram :]

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Just as with the artwork made for his brother’s birthday, although Chuuya’s birthday on April 29th has long passed us by, I still wanted to finish the original WIP artwork that I had posted to celebrate the occasion — and here it is: the next installment of finished artwork in this Chibi Cherish artwork series.

I really do love making these cute little arts, and I hope that y’all enjoy them a whole lot, too. ^-^

Do not repost this artwork anywhere without my explicit permission or claim it as your own. See F.A.Q.s for details.  

Songs I listened to while drawing this:

My Cherish Playlist (the public and currently only partial version of which you can listen to here.)

Other songs mostly unrelated to the vibe that I also listened to:

Angel Eyes by Christine Baranski, Julie Walters and Amanda Seyfried

7 years by Lukas Graham

Why Did It Have To Be Me? by Josh Dylan, Lily James, and Hugh Skinner

Knowing Me, Knowing You by Jeremy Irvine, Lily James, Pierce Brosnan, and Amanda Seyfried

Knowing Me, Knowing You by ABBA

Arms by Christina Perri

In the Bedroom Down the Hall by Rachel Bay Jones and Jennifer Laura Thompson

Good for You by Rachel Bay Jones, Kristolyn Lloyd, Will Roland, and Ben Platt

Words Fail by Ben Platt

Grow As We Go by Ben Platt

I wanna love you but I don’t by Ben Platt

Older by Ben Platt

Run Away by Ben Platt

Ease My Mind by Ben Platt

Airplane Mode by Hayd

What Did I Do? by Hayd

“a Hayd playlist because they’re underrated” playlist by AethericTwine.

Dear Theodosia by Leslie Odom Jr. and Lin-Manuel Miranda

Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story by Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton

It's Quiet Uptown by Renée Elise Goldsberry, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Phillipa Soo, and Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton

Your Obedient Servant by Leslie Odom Jr. and Lin-Manuel Miranda

Wait for It by Leslie Odom Jr. and Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton

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Thank you for tagging me @lingy910y & @ian-galagher & @francesrose3

Tag Game Tuesday (on Sunday) –FB Survey Game

what’s your name? Moonlight, Moony, Cyn, etc.

your sun sign: Taurus

the last song you listened to:

what are you wearing right now? My usual: jeans & a free T-shirt

how tall are you? 5'5’’

piercings? Ears, double

tattoos? 5 professional & one homemade happy face on my knee

glasses? contacts? glasses. Otherwise, I'd travel by sonar.🦇

last drink: water

last thing you ate: egg burrito

favorite color: 1st: black. 2nd: hot pink

any pets? a hamster named Emily Rose

do you have a crush on anyone? Sounds cheesy, but lately I've been really crushing on myself. 🫶❤️‍🔥

favorite fictional character:

a movie you think everyone should watch:

I honestly wish golden age mariachi movies would get translated & distributed worldwide 'cause damn, talk about pining tropes. 😭😭😭 If you're a Spanish-speaker, hit me up for rec's, especially if you're a writer.

a book you think everyone should read:

One?! 🤣😂 Y'all, I'm a dedicated lit geek. Anything Judy Blume, anything Chuck Palahniuk, everything in the Trainspotting universe by Irvine Welsh, the Art Keller trilogy by Don Winslow, anything Katherine Dunn, especially Geek Love.

And that's just the modern shit; that is not even me going into my English major syllabi. 😬

the last place you traveled: NYC to Comic-Con.

something you’re looking forward to: April vacation.

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Not tagging anyone 'cause this is so late. 🤗😉 But anyone who would like to join can play along & feel free to tag back. 💕

[iwantmygun]

Omg omg omg I got my tickets for the Used and Pierce the Veil in Irvine this Saturday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What do I wear 😳