#it will rain by bruno mars

[gra55-tast3bad]

It will rain by Bruno mars.

Yeah, for you, I'll try,

I'll try,

I'll try,

I'll try

And pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleedin'

If that'll make you mine

Cause there'll be no sunlight, if I lose you, baby

There'll be no clear skies, if I lose you, baby Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same

If you walk away, every day it'll rain, rain, rain...

[fanfictiondramione]

I'll never be your mother's favorite Your daddy can't even look me in the eye, oh If I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing Saying: "There goes my little girl Walking with that troublesome guy"

But they're just afraid of something they can't understand, oh But, little darling, watch me change their minds Yeah, for you, I'll try

And pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleeding If that'll make you mine

'Cause there'll be no sunlight If I lose you, baby There'll be no clear skies If I lose you, baby

( It Will Rain by Bruno Mars)

Image rights: Lazy_dragon_art on IG

[mxngldmxdnsss]

The Hunt - series

Chap 6. It Will Rain - Recom Miles Quaritch

Quaritch falling in love with reader this chapter 🙀 he’s so whipped lmao he’s definitely a trophy wife

pairing - recom miles quaritch x omatikaya!fem! reader

cw! no sex yet but purely feral

sexual content ahead : proceed with caution!

Your gaze, your smile, your laugh, it all made him tingle on the inside. It shouldn’t but it did. He almost couldn’t contain the way his ears would perk when he saw you. The way his tail swished in your presence. Oh how he ached to hold you in his arms, to wipe your tears and take away all of your pain.

You were like an angel. To him you were his sanctuary. The little time he spent with you wasn’t enough. He wanted to be at your beck and call, to be in your presence day and night. To have your hands in his, your eyes on him.

Just the way you would admire him when he spoke your tongue. It made him so weak. He couldn’t understand why, why did you make him feel this way. Miles wasn’t sure if he wanted this feeling to last forever or if he wanted it all to go away.

You made it so difficult to focus on the task on hand. He couldn’t resist making you giggle or smile. Teaching you four finger hand games for the sake of touching you. Miles loved how soft your skin was compared to his already calloused hands. It made his heart race, the thought of exploring your body.

Miles often wondered what type of sounds you’d made for him. Would you whimper and gasp shyly or moan uncontrollably. He often found himself groaning into the humid nights with dreams of you. There were times when dreams weren’t enough, where he wanted to feel and hold you. Miles could only hoped you felt the same.

Oh and if you did, the things Miles would do to you. He would give anything to draw your pretty moans out with his tongue. Or more. Miles shivered at the thought, unbelieving that he’d once found the idea of trying to mate with you a setback to his military mission. Cursing himself for ever seeing you as anything besides his savior.

You were there to guide him and lift him. To see to him and his troubles. He was indebted to your kindness. Miles already knew he had a place in your heart, it made him feel hot inside, embarrassed and grateful. Though there was a part inside of his mind, that wanted to keep you away, from the world. To make you his and his only.

He buried this deep within his desires, afraid of even himself. Miles knew his capabilities, knew his power. He almost wondered if you knew this, knew that his dominance was more in charge than himself. Would it change how you saw him, succumbing to emotions not his own. Miles wanted so badly to separate himself from his successor, to create himself. But he knew he’d be nothing without the human who’d terrorized Pandora, Miles’ home.

Miles wanted you to see him, not Quaritch, not the Colonel. It wasn’t him, he swore. He wanted you to understand, he was different. It often made Miles nearly drive himself insane. What would Colonel Quaritch think? Seeing that his ‘clone’ had fallen in love with the very thing he despised.

Miles mind was at constant war, but he knew peace would be your love, for him. He wanted it in any aspect, in any sense. Ignoring your sudden interest and acceptance for him, although knowing it should’ve been a sign of something other than what he wanted. Miles just wanted you to love him, to see him as he was.

It was wrong he knew, but the way you invaded his dreams. The way you were. He wanted it all, no matter the cost.

Miles could not longer hold back his want, he wanted everyone to see you were his. That he had staked his claim on you. He longer was patient with his soldiers, making comments on your person. He couldn’t hold back his distaste for the General’s power over your relationship. It infuriated him. Why couldn’t these people see you were his.

It made Miles’ pants tight, the thought of having to take you in order to make his cohorts understand. He was tired of beating people to near death for them to release you from their mind. Maybe that would be the only solution. To make it obvious you were only his to take and see. The thought made him squirm in his seat.

The only obstacle between making him yours, would be making it known to you, his attraction, his desire.

Miles felt as though you’d already known, how couldn’t you. His desires to pin you against your floor and take you, over and over again seemed almost like a verbal want, rather than a subconscious one. Like you could read his mind when he pictured you beneath him, you’d bat your eyeslashes, spread your legs wider and give Miles a look he almost couldn’t resist.

When you’d set your half lidded gaze on him, lick your lips and say his name. It set all his nerves on fire. He knew you knew, when he’d lose his breath and clench his fists. Sometimes it made his skin prickle when he’d buck up into his hand at night and felt as if at that very moment you knew what he was doing. Miles wondered if you could hear him moan your name into the nights even from where you were.

You must’ve known, you had to. Why else would you be so close to him, why else could be sense the arousal in your pheromones after he’d spent the night whispering your name to himself as he succumbed to his nth release.

Even as he sat in front of you now, you had to know what he was thinking. Why else were you shifting in your seat, as your slick pooled in your bottoms. Why else would you be closer to him than ever today as you demonstrated drawing a bow to him. You wouldn’t be sliding your hand over his muscles as you fixed his stance and hold if you didn’t know.

And yes you knew, you knew nearly every thought Miles had, and like him it drove you nearly over the edge. It made you ache when Miles was around, especially when you had to smell his release and desire on him for hours. Unable to act upon anything without Eywa present, you nearly pounced on Miles as soon as you two entered the forest.

You knew now you could have Miles, and let Miles have you. As Eywa willed it.

Chap 7. Lovers Rock

taglist - @gremlinfuck @katkat1918 @aokimisa23 @kassada @perseny @gar6agef1r3 @sublimedeersong

[libertadalospresosmentales]

Cause you make me feel like...

[therk900]

- It Will Rain - Bruno Mars

[flawless-imperfections]

cause there’ll be no sunlight if i lose you baby

[taegularities]

Tae: It's just... you should've fought harder when it wasn't too late, man...

Jungkook: ...Why? What happened?

Tae: Eun said ____ and Hoseok got married. You fucked up, and now you've lost her once and for all... That's what happened.

Jungkook: no…

UNPROVOKED !!!!! FULLY UNPROVOKED

[arikuraaa]

Sketches of the wet mouse themself and also, a little suns and spears for the soul.

[jiff01]

APT - ROSÉ & Bruno Mars (Rock Cover) by Rain Paris

[rainmusic]

Bruno Mars - It Will Rain (Official Music Video)

[notesfromachair]

Supersized Sunday

You didn’t think we would compete against Super Bowl Sunday and the post mortem analysis during the subsequent week, did you? Some of you might be unpacking the game (Note: Who’s playing again?) but many of you will be ragging on or obsessed with the commercials.  Though can anything beat the late Betty White in her 2010 Snickers ad?  I don’t think so.  That’s why if and when we tune in or…

[majinbangus]

"Sunshine, where you goin'?"

You're three steps out of the bar when you hear him calling over the light pitter patter of the rain. You turn around to see him standing in the threshold, keeping the door open with the low light of the bar streaming out behind him. He looks ethereal. Like some type of incorporeal vision as the background chatter of the bar leaks out, creating an asmr-esque buzz.

You're unworthy to be in his presence. Wet and cold. Miserable and pitiful. A background character no one ever pays attention to. Yet he's here talking to you.

"I'm going back to the barracks." You shift uncomfortably between your feet. "I'm tired."

Maybe it's the way the shadows play across his face, but he looks disappointed for a split second.

"Oh, but you just got here? I wanted to..." He trails off, frowning and clenching his fists for a moment before letting the tension drop with a sigh, "Never mind. Lemme walk you back."

"You don't have to do that-"

"No, but I want to."

He's already stepping your way, leaving little room for argument. The bar doors shut, and suddenly, it's just you and him. Still, you try to give him an out.

"But what about that lady you were talking to?"

The one you saw start a conversation with him before you left. The one in the pretty dress. The one who looked like she would be his perfect match.

"Only lady I wanna be talking to is you, Sunshine."

It's a funny joke, so you laugh. "Be serious."

"I am, Sun." He says it like it's true, and because he's got you stunned, he takes the opportunity to grab your hand and place it on his chest, holding you there.

He's warm. A stark contrast to the coldness that runs through your body. And despite the layers of clothing, you can feel the faint beating of his heart under your palm. Strong. Steady. Alive.

Your fingers twitch, curling into his chest. There's something calming about feeling that heavy beat against your palm.

"I was gonna tell you this inside where it's warm and dry, but I guess now's a good a time as any."

You look up from where you were watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest. "What?"

"I wanted to tell you how I feel, Sun. Ask you out proper and take you out on a date," He confesses, hand pressing against yours a tad tighter, heart beating just a little harder. "If you'd let me."

It somehow doesn't feel real. Like you're having an out of body experience or dreaming something impossible. And yet... And yet, the way his heart beats so clearly tells you everything you need to know. Everything you ever hoped for. You would be a fool to reject him, even if this all turns out to be some cruel hallucination.

"I'd really like that."

The grin he rewards you with is heavenly.

"Yeah?" He steps a little closer, his musk filling the air you breathe, amplified by the misty rainstorm. You're surrounded by him. Encapsulated in his presence. It'd be a crime if you stepped away now. "You mean that?"

"Yeah, so... Guess there's nothing left to do but kiss in the rain, huh?" You shoot him a tentative smile, hand trembling nervously against his chest. "Take advantage of the crappy weather and all."

The amused huff he exhales lets you know you said the right thing, and the bashfulness you feel is replaced with anticipated glee at the sight of his lips slashing into a smirk. He uses his other hand to wrap around your waist and pull you flush against him. You lick your lips when his eyes dart down to study them, breath stuttering as he leans in, murmuring in that low, resonating timbre you love so much, "Guess so."

And then he presses his lips against yours with the beat of his heart thundering wildly under your palm.

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Inspired by this:

Bruno Mars, Anderson .Paak, Silk Sonic- Leave The Door Open (Live from the iHeartRadio Music Awards) @ 2:35

[veronicawildest]

Vedic Astrology notes #3

by yours truly, veronicawildest

♥️ I often notice to the Magha nakshatra natives about this:

- Near death experiences

- Sleeping problems

- When someone significant/love one just died, their life starts to flourish.

Since this nakshatra has corellation to leaving the body The presiding deity of this nakshatra is Pitru or ancestors.

Primary example of this is Megan Thee Stallion (The Dhanista sun of her is also factor to the hardship she's experiencing through but the list that I've listed from above are her experiences that I've seen also with other magha natives. )

♦️The Ketu nakshatra natives I've known are either himbo bimbo or talented motherfvckers (specifically one talent that they're great at)

The talented ones that I'm gonna list are ketu nakshatra natives:

Efren Reyes (Magha sun) - Billiards

Bobby Fischer (Ashwini moon) - Chess

Magnus Carlsen (Ashwini moon) - Chess

Ketu nakshatra, they just know. they don't analyze it. They're very intune with their daemon (Claire nakti and Luna Giiselle) (unless they have sidereal gemini or virgo in their luminaries).

Additional observation: Ashwini nakshatra is tamer compared to Magha and Mula. They're are more likable and can get along quickly with others too.

♥️Mrigashira women that I've known are just happy and laughing at the jokes that aren't even funny. The laugh of Mrigashira is more funnier than their joke (sometimes both, but the laugh is contagious (and funnier for me))

♦️Dhanistha are connected to diamonds:

Ava Max (Dhanistha sun) - Diamonds and Dancefloors

Marilyn Monroe (Dhanistha moon) - Diamonds are girls bestfriend

Megan Thee Stallion (Dhanista sun) - She has a featured song called ""Diamonds" with Normani. Also her alter ego "Tina snow" inspired from Marilyn Monroe.

Additional note to this nakshatra too: Most of those who know vedic astrology mentioned by Claire nakti that the Dhanista have often tragic fame life. As I said earlier, Dhanista is connected to Diamonds. Diamonds are formed deep beneath the surface of the earth and its put under pressure. Hence why the Tragic life occurs and also fame

♥️ Dhanista men that i known are sadboy manipulative shitheads (Be careful if you're inlove with one)

It often reflected to their songs:

Bruno Mars (dhanista rising): It will rain, Grenade, Talking tot the moon

Theweeknd (Dhanista moon):Save your tears, In your eyes

♦️ Vishakha is a lot more dramatic than you give credit to compare to Leo (sidereal cancer that y'all mentioning on the astrology shitposting community)

♥️ The pairings that i often find are:

Dhanista and Vishakha

Jyestha and Purva phalguni

Mrigashira and Krittika

Uttara ashadha and Dhanista

Purva ashadha and Pushya

Vishakha and Purva phalguni

Magha and Arda

(If you wanna copy this info: please give credit to me)

[lou-ghoul]

★JUST IMAGINE ★

Theo nott eating you out for every Italian word you learn and use fluently

theo nott smiling down at you while you beg for him to stop edging your swollen pulsing clit

theo nott slapping and grabbing at your tits while smiling and murmuring in italian

theo nott kissing you slowly and blissfully after staring at you for an hour

theo nott smiling down at you while you hug him at a quidditch game

theo nott beating the shit out of any dude who made crude comments towards you

theo nott who was there to root you on during a fight towards another girl

theo nott kissing you while slow dancing to a song (maybe Tennessee Whiskey)

theo nott dancing in the rain while dancing to Bruno Mars

theo nott in 30 years explaning to your guys's kids how he met their mother

theo nott who is just the sweetest, most caring bf ever