#just saying the title fits perfectly💗

[elliotts-personal-property]

This is the only thing stuck in my head rn thanks to @littlemissheavenonearth 🫶🫶

[ateez-himari]

Hi bb!!!! Thank you for the heartfelt reply you gave me cause like mingi has to be the most geniune idol out there❤️‍🩹, I'm not saying that he shows us everything cause obviously there's plenty of emotions or actions he can't show us but the fact that he always acts out his emotions makes me happy🥹

It's rare to see idols being natural(they're not to blame cause it's basically the idol standards put by fans) which I think is stupid, "fans" should know better than to hate on their idols for doing basic human activities such as eating normally, and should instead be happy to see their idols acting naturally and being comfortable enough with their fans to show this domestic side of them

But speaking of my actual question I knew it's gonna be MATZ I mean they're the oldest and they always think two steps ahead💓, but it's so cute that all of the members supported them and I'm so glad kq has this rule cause honestly I wouldn't expect such fine men to be single🤭, and it's stupid when comapnies put a dating ban like what? that's a basic human right to have someone love you in a romantic way

And I honestly feel sad when people focus on woosan or seongjoong just for their closeness and moments rather on their skills and talent, but I mean we're already so far into that no one could change their mindsets🤷

And im so happy they're going to couple events like that's so cutee🥹

And I wanna ask a question because I wanna do a little something hehe🤭if you were to choose a song that perfectly fit mingi's and hima's relationship what would it be??

Love you mwahhh💗💗

Hey sweets 🥰, I'm so sorry it took so long but I've finally caught up with everything so I can answer this! I completely agree with you honestly idols are humans just like their fans and they fall in love, they make mistakes, they get their heart broken, but they should get to experience this as openly as the rest of us. (Seeing how boyfriend material all of them are, I refuse to believe they're single too dw 🤭)

MATZ being the oldest meant that they were very involved in her life specifically especially because of the environment she came from (she was loved a lot but people also made many mistakes, so she was always unconsciously older than she should have been). Actually I'll give you a little spoiler for a draft that I have; When they lived in LA Himari used to sleep alone on the couch but one night Hongjoong fell asleep on it while everyone was washing up, which made her share a mattress with Seonghwa and from that day forward nightmares became rare, so they kept that sleeping arrangement until moving back to Korea.

This is a tough question so I went through quite a long playlist to answer this (it was fun don't worry) but I would say Intro: Serendipity by BTS (Jimin). The title means 'the occurrence and development of events by chance (in a happy and beneficial way)' which is essentially what brought them together, it was simply the chance of them being the same group as one another that led to the meeting of two soulmates.

The song itself talks about the fact that two lovers fit one another perfectly while the speaker asks whoever is listening "Let me love you" and since both struggle with loving themselves, it illustrates perfectly that the love they cannot create is simply given by the other. There's also a line saying "As much as my heart flutters, I'm worried", which expresses the deep rooted anxiety both have to this day (although that worry can extend from their relationship to truly anything in their lives). In a very cute coincidence, Jimin also refers to the person listening to this song as "my angel" which is Mingi's nickname for Hima🥹

I always write them as two puzzle pieces created solely for one another and this is what the song talks about, people that fate brought together by pure coincidence which led to the blooming of a beautiful relationship. The overall sound of this track also suits what their love is like, very gentle, calm, complete and despite being simple flows ever so perfectly throughout time. (Euphoria by BTS (Jungkook) would also have been a good song for them)

The fact that they were made for one another doesn't mean that she didn't truly feel love for Eunwoo or Mingyu, but it was different than what the two of them have. It was adoration, affection, love, and she felt at peace when they were together but it was not the sense of completion she has with Mingi, it didn't feel like their hearts beat in sync, their voices didn't sink into the depths of her mind when hearing it even for a brief moment.

As usual sweets thank you for your question (and your patience)! Love you too, MWWAAHHH 🥰💕

[coconutcordiale]

wasted and strawberry lace with sub!rooster for the 1k celebration 💗💗 love u mae!!

your ecstasy (i'm floating away)

pairing- rooster x afab reader

synopsis- sometimes bradley just needs to get out of his head a little

warnings- 18+ minors dni (glen don't read this either ik you want proof rooster's a bottom but this is not the droid you're looking for) sub bradley, dom reader, dirty pics, teasing bradley while he's supposed to be working, unprotected piv, orgasm control, subspace, established relationship so kink negotiation is implied to have happened pre-fic, lots of anxiety and rooster's bummer of a life

length- 1.9k

an- thank you so much jo ily!!!! this is weirdly not just filth it kind of turned into a character study almost? my b

for the prompts wasted; ‘i know baby, I know’ & strawberry lace; lingerie. I had two other requests for {wasted} which’ll get posted separately the muse is just very fickle right now

i think of this as part of the heart in danger (rooster x roommate) universe but can definitely be read separately there's only one comment about it. also let's hand wave the fact that rooster would probably not be allowed to be on his phone while getting briefed on a life endangering mission

the link to lingerie is not very inclusive, if that bothers you feel free to skip the link. it fit perfectly so i had to use it. but as always envision whatever you want :)

title courtesy of dopamine - børns

The problem with being back in North Island is that no matter how many renditions of Great Balls of Fire Bradley does, that pit of uneasiness still sits like a rock in his stomach, reminiscent of the last time he was here.

He remembers being so heavy, having such a chip on his shoulder going through TOPGUN the first time around that it’s a wonder his jet was ever able to get off the ground.

So, when faced with Maverick - the one person who purposely ensured that Bradley was well and truly alone - for the first time in over a decade, the anxiety simmering deep within him starts to claw its way to the surface.

And it’s not just Maverick. It’s all too much; the idea that he might die serving the Navy, die doing the same job his mom always wanted to keep him safe from, die flying as close as he can to a blonde guy with a mustache that he barely remembers – his only real memories of him consisting of brightly colored shirts and deft fingers flying over piano keys.

Or maybe it’s even worse if he burns in trying to emulate the guy that never believed he was ready in the first place.

No time to be thinking about the past, Hangman spat at him. As if Bradley doesn’t know that, how high the stakes are. As if he doesn’t know that he’ll be a danger to the entire team if he doesn’t get his overanxious mind under control; like he’d still be thinking about this given the choice not to.

If only he could just get his brain to shut up for one goddamn second.

He’s pulled from his internal self-pity by his phone, nearly jumping in his seat at the vibration. He really needs to get it the fuck together.

Wanted something fancy under my new button-up today, what do you think?

“Christ,” Bradley mutters, flipping the device over before anyone sees the lingerie you’ve so kindly sent him a picture of, a sinful black lacy little thing, while he should be paying attention to Maverick.  

“Feathers ruffled, Rooster?”

Bradley tries to keep his eyes from rolling, he really does, but Hangman’s voice is like nails on a chalkboard to him, always has been. No amount of team bonding and dogfight football can fix that.

He flips the blonde off while Mav’s attention is on Fanboy, not trusting his tone to stay calm. When Hangman finally turns back to the front of the room, he texts you back as sneakily as he can with one hand and his eyes fixed forward.

Are you trying to make me jerk off in the bathroom like a teenager?

I don’t remember saying that was allowed, Lieutenant.

Fuck.

Bradley drops his head back and stares at the ceiling, trying to control his breathing. Whenever you use his rank against him it always spreads heat under his collar.

It only means one thing.

He’ll count his lucky stars that you were able to come with him to North Island, even if there is a death sentence at the end of it. Because you’ve always been able to read him better than anyone.

You must’ve sensed how much he needs this, needs to be taken out of his head for a little while. How his brain’s been running a hundred miles an hour, ever since he got called back.

It’s not something you do all the time, more often than not he likes to take the reins, likes to lay you out and take you apart.

His cheeks still get ruddy with embarrassment sometimes, thinking about how domineering, brushing against the edge of mean, he was with you the very first time you crossed the line from roommates to something more. But he knew what you needed, what you were too scared to ask for.

As it turns out, just as much as he knows what you need, you do the same for him. Like you know everything’s too much for him this close to the beaches of southern California.

That every day his flight suit has sat unpleasantly against his tanned skin. The straps holding him into his F/A-18 have felt like they were in danger of rubbing his skin raw.

Since the moment you both headed stateside his mind has supplied him with endless possibilities of what could go wrong, and probably will go wrong in this mission.  

He hasn’t been able to finish one coherent thought. That’s the thing about your mind spinning with possibilities – eventually, they come too fast to really register them. He’s halfway through one nightmare sequence when his brain moves on to another.

Every day he’s come back to you, watched you answer work emails while perched at his Navy-issued hotel room desk, and felt a sob catch in his throat as he considers what he’ll leave behind if he gets chosen for the mission.

He almost wishes he could wash out, but knows his stupid, bull-headed pride won’t let him. That as much as he doesn’t want to be, deep down he’s still the same eighteen-year-old screaming in Maverick’s face for pulling his papers, for telling him he’s not good enough. No matter how much he tries to hide it, the chip on his shoulder hasn’t quite filled itself out.

Sorry ma’am. I can be good.

He can practically see your smartass grin when he gets your response, a simple two words that have him counting the seconds until he can bolt out of the debrief.

Prove it.

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You’re still wearing the lingerie that’s sure to haunt his dreams for the next several deployments, that’ll be stuck in his head when he’s suffocating on other pilots’ egos and wishing desperately he didn’t have a bunkmate. It’s pulled to the side, his eyes transfixed on where you’re letting him thrust his thick cock into your wet heat, his feet flat on the bed so he has enough leverage to fuck up into you.

“Stop, baby,” you say, and Bradley knows his face crumples like he’s in pain, but he immediately halts his movements, hands tearing at the bedsheets in protest of the orgasm quickly being ripped out from underneath him.

You run your hands down his chest, nails raking red marks across his pecs, the sharp sting his only tether to reality.

“Plea –” He tries to beg, but it gets lost in a groan as you swivel your hips on his cock, too slow for him to build back up to the edge.

It feels like you’ve been at this for days and distantly, Bradley can tell he’s shaking with need, breathless whines leaving in a stream without his permission as you whisper how gorgeous he is like this. He’d preen under the attention if he weren’t currently floating, as close as he ever gets to flying when he’s on the ground.

He can feel the wetness beneath his lashes, spilling hot tears onto his cheeks as you move to cup his jaw, your harsh grip offset by affectionate strokes across his cheek with your thumb. “I know, baby, I know.”

Sounds are leaving his mouth, he thinks his hands are reaching for you, but he doesn’t know what world he exists in right now, his mind light and high in the clouds.

“You need to cum, don’t you?”

Bradley leans into your touch, the soft pads of your fingers giving him something to focus on, something to ground him as he tries to wade through the fog to understand your words, to be good for you.

Your fingers tighten on his jaw, just on this side of painful, bringing him back to Earth. “I asked you a question, Lieutenant.”

He nods and you tut, the disapproving noise lancing him, your displeasure bringing more burning tears to his eyes.

You look down at him, his world narrowing to the soft light behind you, glowing around your head like a halo and the smile that Bradley has dreamt of on every aircraft carrier he’s had the displeasure of being on since he met you.

“Words, Bradley, you know better than that.”

He can’t find it in himself to be embarrassed about the whine that rips from his throat, high-pitched and reedy. His head is empty, a lone yes rattling around his brain like the last piece of candy in those little cardboard boxes you get at the movies.

“Please, princess.” The words force themselves off his tongue, syllables falling out of his mouth slowly like molasses. “Need you, need to cum inside you.”

He should probably be calling you ma’am or something more deferential given your current situation, but at this point, it’s truly a feat he was able to get any words out at all.

"Good boy."

When you tangle your fingers in his curls and tug, another drawn-out moan leaves his lips involuntarily.

You smirk. Bradley thinks he’ll be seeing that coy, self-satisfied look on the back of his eyelids every day for the rest of his life.

“You’ve been so good,” you murmur, sultry and bringing more heat to his cheeks, which he didn't even think possible after they've been flaming for hours now. He wants to keen, wants to bottle up your praise and live with it inside his ears forever, but you’ve started moving your hips again, building your rhythm back up and it drives any coherency from his brain.

“Cum for me, baby, fill me up,” you whimper, leaning down so your words are hot in his ear, sending sparks down his spine.

His thrusts turn erratic at your permission, hands gripping your hips for dear life as his head falls back, exposing the thick line of his throat. Your hand stays on his jaw, moving down his neck, thumb rubbing softly over his pulse as his climax snaps through him, every muscle tensing and releasing as his vision whites out.

He’s boneless, afloat, mind blissfully, finally blank. For the first time since he got the order to return to California, his chest feels light.

Your hands are carding through his curls, voice soft and melodic when he comes to. It warms him all over. “You back with me?”

Bradley nods, face tucked into your neck. He hears the crinkle of a wrapper, opening his eyes to spy a piece of a Nature Valley bar inches away from him. He wants to roll his eyes, tell you he’s fine, but decides he’s too tired to argue, taking the snack between his lips.

“Thank you for taking care of me, princess,” he mumbles through a mouthful of granola bar.  

“I needed it too,” you admit quietly, like you don’t want to ruin the calm that’s taken over your shared hotel room by being too loud. “I know you can’t tell me anything about why we’re here. But it can’t be good, right? It was nice, to be in control for just a little. I feel a bit better now, more settled.”

“Me too,” he agrees, nuzzling the soft skin behind your ear before nosing his way to your mouth for a kiss.

He tries to pour all his love into the press of his lips against yours, hoping it’s enough.

[veganfairie]

[tw: some mentions of past eating that could be considered disordered]

hey! another finnish vegan here!

I guess I'll just write some of my thoughts here.

- I hate it when I follow someone here and then they post pictures of "meat", or as I like to call it, mutilated corpses, especially when that particular person makes great art or writes amazing stuff or something, and I have to unfollow them

- I love how much better my relationship to food has become since I became vegan! Previously I had to force myself to eat, and when I did, I saw all those animals that had to suffer in my mind's eye. Then I realise I hurt others more than myself by this, and stopped eating animal products. Now I make food at home for my parents and myself all the time, sometimes several times a week! I actually enjoy food! I didn't understand why people said food could be good and enjoyable back then, but now I go to school lunches and eat my tofu or soijarouhe (don't know what that is in English, possibly soy groats) and actually think "this is so good" and then I eat my bread with hummus on it and for a few moments I think life might be decent afterall, you know. I even toyed with the thought of becoming a chef to a vegan restaurant when I get a bit older, but that wouldn't really be for me. I want to be a veterinarian, so maybe, just maybe, I could try to make the life of animals better. Or even ease some of the pain of those who are coming to their ends.

- Personally I don't understand when people say they couldn't be vegan because of cheese, or seem to think I made some kind of sacrifice when I gave cheese made from dairy up. I didn't. I just saw all of those pictures taken from the farms that "produce" milk by exploiting and hurting poor animals, and I felt no regret, ever. I don't really use vegan cheese much, pretty much only as a topping for pizza on special occasions. (Obviously I'm applauding for all the vegans who did struggle to get over (dairy) cheese. You did the right choice and I'm so proud of you!)

Thank you for being here, you know. Really.

Also, a question for you: Do you think it is right to call an animal "se" (it) in Finnish when talking? As background information for those who are not Finnish, in casual talk people often call other people "se" too.

I don't think it'd be wrong to do that, but I avoid it myself. All animals are "hän" (a third person pronoun, gender neutral) for me. Maybe they wouldn't be, if everyone or at least the majority of people understood their inherent worth as living, feeling beings.

Thank you once again!

hehe moi!! ihana tavata sinut myös!! 💗💗💗

🥩 - ah yes i also feel bad seeing mutuals post meat pictures. :( any time i see pictures of animal products or hear people talking about preparing them i remember all the ways animals are currently hurting. im sorry to hear you experience this so much. its good to hear you try your best to keep your space happy

🍎 - omg i love love love that you feel better about eating now !! 🥰 disordered eating is... hell. i have heard this is the case for SO many vegans. so nice that something we can do to help other animals also helps us and the enviroment. ding ding ding, you just won peace at heart. ❤ i got the job title of a cook before i went vegan and working at kitchens is fun besides the fact you are forced to taste meat dishes at work though unless it's a vegan place and i HATE it. 😢 becoming a vet is amazing omg, that takes some serious skill! a vet and a vegan fit together perfectly. you will be perfect for the job because you truly care 🐷🐮🐱 i wish i could make something soijarouhe based for you ahaha

��� - i agree, after i connected the dots and went vegan all of the arguments i made as a meat eater sound SO weird to me. i like how cheese tastes very much but because of the animal suffering involved i never really missed it again after going vegan. "taste or life?" is the best way to put it! but indeed vegans who struggled to give up cheese or really miss it are absolutely legends! :D

🐷 - okay so my situation with finnish pronouns is pretty weird 😅 basically, i have always used "se" for everyone. my family and friends all use "se" for everyone. it just comes so naturally ehehe... unless i'm talking about someone in front of them, then i'm more... alert? animal rights is such an important subject to me so when i talk about it i'm very alert as well. i do often use the "hän" pronoun for the reason you mentioned. sp it can help others consider how other animals are important individuals too 😁

💗 - thank you too lovely anon. for your interesting ask and the kindest words 💌

[bbbrianjones]

hi !!!!! may i know ur top 5 new wave bands … or 80s bands for that matter <3 its for science

will, you could have anything from me. my oxygen. my address. my social security number. ANYTHING!! i’m not even gonna rank these because imagine trying to rank favourite 80s bands... cute <3

duran duran

i’m literally stating the obvious here but i LOVE duran duran!! i wish i could say that i got into them because i saw pass their pop star images but i’m lying!! they’re all so insanely hot!! but i do think people can’t see pass that image of them on yachts with gorgeous models, to me they are some of the best musicians of the eighties, especially john taylor! i am being so based here but he really does carry all of their best songs with his funky bass lines. nick also does a lot of the work too but looking at youtube comments they always comment on john’s bass playing and it warms my heart like yes!!! that’s my sunshine!!!! play that funky music white boy!!!

the go-go's

my wives!!! my children!!! i think they honestly did so much for music in the eighties, they really did!! i’m not even kidding, can you believe they were they first (and at this point only) all female band who play and write their own music to have a hit album ??? as has this happened! i know their music is pretty shallow but that is the point! they make me so happy and that is the point of their music!! plus, as stated before, they are all extremely talented! also belinda carlisle 💞💓💞💓💗💖💘💝💓💗 💖 💘 💝💗💞💓💞💓💗💖💘💝💖💘💝💞💓💗💖💘💝 

walls of voodoo

would they even as new wave?? don’t care! anyway wall of voodoo have just such a distinctive sound to them, especially considering what type of music was popular at the time,, aka all the bands above. they have what i would say is a western sound, it’s like country but make it more synthy. when i listen to their music, i just feel like it would fit perfectly in a movie with red desert with one lonely cactus and people dress with cowboys hats and cowboy boots. i think they’re so cool and i do kinda wish people would listen to them... pls <3 i need someone to talk to about this band!! also stan ridgeway is such a cutie!

the motels

this is one of those bands where you hear one of their songs and you just think ‘where have they been my entire life??’ i think martha davies’ one is truely one of a kind! she makes me feel every single emotion and even some that i have never even known before. i often think of the song total control when i try to justify why she is wonderful, all the vulnerability and powerful and passion that she puts into the song is breathtaking. i first heard the song live and at first was a bit ‘ugh i don’t know this band i don’t want this’ and then she started singing and was quickly ‘ok yeh i love this’

the waitresses

one of those bands where you think “who?” and then you list the two songs songs they ever did you everyone’s like ‘oh i love them!’ one of neil finn’s favourite band and you know that man kinda has taste <3 a part of their appeal to me is their personification of a song, let’s just say ‘i know what boys like’ the way the song is performed by the band is the exact why i would expect a song to sound with the title ‘i know what boys like’. snooty, proud, conceited and just down right annoying! it’s one of the most ear worming song ever to exist and i love giving it shit but i can’t help but love it, to give it credit none of the lyrics rhyme and i can still know the song back to front. 

[magicalrocketships]

Title: I Just Had To Let You Know (Tomlinshaw) 💗

SOME KIND OF RL AU, maybe like... they work together, and Nick drives Louis MAD, like he acts like he’s some kind of gay guru just because he’s a couple of years older than Louis and ACTUALLY OUT, and Louis is furious at him because he wants to be out and he can’t be because that would involve TELLING PEOPLE and CHANGING STUFF and this Louis hates telling people stuff and changing stuff, and Nick’s always going on about this fit lad he pulled at the weekend where Louis can overhear, and Louis wishes he was pulling fit lads at the weekend but he’s NOT because he’s working HERE in this stupid shop, so one night at the pub after they’ve all finished work, Louis decides to do something PARTICULARLY STUPID, like write Nick a little NOTE saying “I just had to let you know that your hair is STUPID” and slipping it into his bag. Obviously he disguises his handwriting because drunk Louis is stupid but he still has sense (He doesn’t). Then essentially he spends the next few weeks hiding Nick stupid little notes like YOUR SHOES ARE UGLY and also maybe he feels bad about the stupid notes in case they hurt Nick’s feelings. He doesn’t want to hurt Nick’s feelings, he just wants to let him know how terrible he is. So he maybe possibly slips little sweets or treats into his bag too, like a malteaster bunny or a creme egg or a fruit salad sweet or a packet of parma violets because Nick’s stupid enough to like parma violets.

Then maybe one day after a few weeks of Louis’s fierce little notes, Louis opens his rucksack when he gets home from work to find a card and a lion bar wrapped up in gold curled ribbon. The card says, dear Louis, i think you’re cute too, love Nick, and Louis is so furious he shoves it back in his bag and goes to sit in the bottom of his sister’s wardrobe for a bit, because that’s perfectly reasonable. (He takes the lion bar with him for sustenance).

And the next week at work he marches right up to Nick and says “you’re an idiot.”

Nick just goes pink, which goes to show he is an idiot and Louis’s right. Which Louis always is, apart from his mouth opens of its own accord and says, “do you like pizza,” and then he doesn’t wait for an answer, he just stomps off down the aisle to the tills and refuses to look at Nick for the rest of his shift.  

But Nick’s waiting for him in the changing rooms at the end of the day, and he says, “I don’t pull that many fit lads, I just wanted you to think that i did,” and “I do like pizza,” and “would you like to have some with me?”

And Louis says, “I’m a fit lad, you can pull me tonight if you’d like,” and Nick says okay, and they sit on a wall at midnight and eat crap pizza and fight over pizza toppings and then Nick pulls a fit lad and the fit lad is Louis, the end.

[hotdamnhunnam]

I love this!! Thank you again for sharing with me such a lovely list 😘

I have now come up with pairings for all of these songs with their best-fitting fics... in my opinion at least ✨

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Fic Playlist

HotDamnHunnam x Lana Del Rey

Songs suggested by @flaireandsynch; pairings by me

“Salvatore” — I Cum in Peace This song has such a luxurious, languorous feel to it which screams Ray to me! Plus the name “Salvatore” seems sort of evocative of his role as Consigliere... and I mean, this is a fic about cum play which fits very well with these lyrics repeatedly referring to “soft ice cream” 🍦... I don’t know firsthand whether Ray’s cum tastes like vanilla soft serve but hey we can dream 😜

“Honeymoon” — Dream Baby Dream This song is borderline depressing (in a gorgeous way) which fits so well with the one fic that I’ve written for Charlie’s character from Jungleland who has a “history of violence” that surrounds him, but then in this fic everything changes now that Y/N has found him 💗 The fic title fits so well with the repeated line “dreaming away your life”! And the song title fits perfectly with the ending of the story (not to spoil the fact that he asks you to be his wife 💍)

“The Blackest Day” — His Time As noted in this anon ask about how I envisioned post-breakup Jax (which I think inspired your idea to create this list!) – this song is just SO FUCKING PERFECT for this fic, down to practically every last lyric... and the entire tone of it, the sultry sensual spirit... the way the buildup in the climax of the song feels so ORGASMIC is serious magic... thanks to this, I had a religious experience rereading one of my own fics 😂 lol so I give this anon a TON of credit!! ✨

“Religion” — Eat My Crow This is one of my angstiest fics, centered around a big fight stirred up by Y/N’s reaction to Jax’s bad habits—“It never was about the party or the clubs”—followed by hot makeup sex of course, because they always have to make love after war—“for you there's only love”... By the end all sins are forgiven, as they really are one another’s religion 🙏🏼 Y/N down on her knees before him in the bedroom is how they pray. The line “the storms come, in the eye we’ll stay” fits perfectly with this I have to say! 🌩

“Cruel World” — Jax Teller: Fuck You Better I think this song fits amazingly well with the early parts of this fic, in which Y/N is Jax’s best friend but has always been craving his heart and his dick! At the start of the fic Jax is carrying on like a “famous” proud champion 💪🏼 who “like[s] to party and have fun” and he comments on how Y/N has got her “little red party dress on”... he’s “wild” and “free” and “fucking crazy”... but then as the fic develops, blossoming into mutual confessions of love, Y/N comes to see that he’s been “crazy for [her]” all along ❣️

“Brooklyn Baby” — My Throne or Yours? Sooo this one may seem like a stretch but I can easily imagine it in an AU in which Brooklyn is Camelot, and I like that vibe A LOT. These were the lyrics that drew the parallel for me: “They say I’m too young to love you... too dumb to see... they judge me like a picture book...” 👀 This fic starts off with King Arthur’s court judging the queen hardcore, giving her dirty looks, because she started off as his whore. But the whole kingdom soon comes to know... that she’s just as badass as he is if not even more so 👑

“Fucked My Way Up To The Top” — Show Them I’m Yours Oh oh oh... the way the chorus goes “this is my show” and then erotically moans “go go go go go”.... 🔥 This filthy fic takes place in the clubhouse of SAMCRO, so there’s leather and smoke rather than “diamonds and pearls”... but otherwise these lyrics are so perfect for a fic that’s literally about Jax putting on a show for the whole world as he fucks up his dirty girl 😈

“National Anthem” — The Gavel Corrupts Just from the title and the lyrics, and the ceremonial tone of the opening music, this song gives off some serious Presidential vibes. And that’s perfect for this fic because it’s all about the first time Jax took on the President’s patch and then fucked his beloved wife! 👨🏼‍⚖️ “You can’t keep your hands off me or your pants on”... in Parts 1, 2, and 3, we can clearly see that Y/N is his “national anthem,” and the absolute love of his life 🇺🇸

“Cola” — Chick Flick Before Dick So this song gives off quite the sugar daddy dynamic, which I know doesn’t exactly fit with the relationship of high-school-sweethearts-turned-husband-and-wife in this fic... BUT the repeated line “my pussy tastes like pepsi cola”—I have to choose this fic just because of that lyric, without a doubt 🤪 It’s all about Jax using his skillful fingers and his sinful mouth to eat that “pepsi cola” pussy out!! 💦

“Cherry” — Iron Dickhead This song was tricky to pick, but when I saw the reference to “beaches” in the lyrics, it just clicked! A romantic private beach is the setting for Part 2 of this fic 🏝 It occurred to me then that the other lyrics are also a great fit because Y/N gets “ruined” and “set on fire” and “torn at the seams” and just “fall[s] to pieces” from the sheer force of Will Miller’s ironheaded dick 🍆

“Gods & Monsters” — One of the Hundreds It’s heartbreaking how perfectly these lyrics fit with Jax’s little fuck-bitch in this fic 💔... She’s crushing on him hard, but she has no piece of his heart... the loveless way he fucks, for her is like a drug: “fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want”... lines like “I don’t really wanna know what's good for me” and “If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?”—align with this fic so well it’s crazy!! To this character, Jax really is both a god and a monster... ☠️

+ MY OWN ADDITION (I could add a lot more but will hold off for now... otherwise I get the feeling I’d create a mile-long list somehow...)

“Born To Die” — Cum Join the Murder This particular song/fic pairing just occurred to me immediately as soon as the idea came up to pair my fics with Lana’s music! The morbid tone of it, the haunting lyrics... this is one of my favorite Lana songs and CJtM happens to be one of my faves of my own fics 🖤

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Thanks again @flaireandsynch!! I absolutely love this playlist 🥰

Lana Del Rey Songs to pair with your @hotdamnhunnam smut.

**She didn't put me up to this, I did this on my own accord.**

-- Salvatore

-- Honeymoon

-- The Blackest Day ((as noted by an Anon on her page))

-- Religion

-- Cruel World

-- Brooklyn Baby

-- F**ked My Way To The Top

-- National Anthem

-- Cola

-- Cherry

-- Gods and Monsters

**Peeps can add on if they want**