#l.a. blues authority

[musicmags]

[mwahsturns]

bed chem ★ | C.S

Innocent!reader x Chris Sturniolo

Contains: Smut, fluff, after care, use of pet names (ma, baby, good girl), slight dirty talk, praise, dom!chris, strangers to lovers, car sex, backshots,hair pulling and spanking (only once). I think that’s it let me know if I missed anything!

Synopsis: you were on your way to a local thrift shop in downtown L.A when you accidentally bump into someone dropping their Pepsi all over your white air forces. You guys talked for a while as he repeatedly apologized, his blue eyes and his clear Boston accent keeping you in. What happens when he ends up in your backseat?.

Authors note: I told you I had something for the Chris girlies😉 this took so long so I hope you enjoy stay wet whores love ya <3

The cars filled with moans and the sounds of kissing, gosh i don’t know how i ended up here with this guy but god he’s so hot. His hand grabs my throat as he kisses me deeply I moan softly kissing him back my hands in his fluffy brown hair. Gosh it was soft, i don’t remember how we ended up in my backseat but boy do I not regret it.

‘Mmh your lips so soft ma’ he mumbled against my lips kissing me passionately, just that alone had me aroused it’s actually embarrassing. ‘Yours too..’ I mumbled back, I felt him smirk into the kiss his free hand moving onto my thigh. I pulled back slightly. ‘Uh I’ve never gone this far before..’ I can’t believe I had to admit that to this hot guy who clearly wants me back. ‘You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with’ he reassured rubbing my thigh. ‘No no I want this i promise.’

I smile ‘I trust you..’ which is absolutely crazy since I just met him but something about him felt safe and comfortable. ‘If you need me to stop or anything tell me I’ll be as gentle as you need’ I nod as we continue to kiss. After a few minutes I tugged at his shirt just wanting to feel his skin. ‘Needy huh baby?’ He jokes his Boston accent very clear. ‘You could say that..’ I smile watching him throw his shirt into my front seat. ‘Woah he got such a good body..’ I think to myself. ‘You can touch baby. He laughs grabbing my hand making me softly trace his toned body.

‘Woah…’ I say in shock, he laughs his hand moving onto the hem of my shirt. ‘May I?’ He asks, I nod as he carefully takes it off my body. ‘You’re so beautiful..’ he smiles placing kisses on my neck. ‘Chris..’ I whimpered. He smiled pulling back. ‘You ready?’ He asks, I nod watching him undo his pants. Now the backseat of a car isn’t the most comfortable place to have sex but I’m kinda desperate. ‘Okay I’m gonna warm you up okay ma?’ I nod as he gets on his knees in front of me. He undresses my bottom half staring softly. ‘Such a pretty pussy mama’ he smiles placing kisses all around it as my hands run through his hair.

‘I’m gonna start with one finger then add two okay? I gotta make sure you’re prepared for my dick’ I nod i swear I’m so wet I could fill a water bottle right now. He puts one of fingers inside of me making me feel kinda uncomfortable. ‘Chris it feels really weird..’ he chuckles. ‘You never fingered yourself because?’ I shake my head no and he looks shocked. ‘Oh woah you really are innocent..’ ‘is that bad?’ I asked worried. ‘No no.. it means I can have more fun with you’ he smiled before slowly moving his fingers towards my soaked pussy and start to rub me in a circular motion, I gasp.

He eventually adds his middle finger right into me causing me to moan at now having both fingers in me. he starts to pump his fingers faster and faster eventually sucking on my clit. ‘Chris fuck’ I moan gripping his hair. He groans softly as i run my fingers through his hair, his fingers moving faster ‘Fuck, I love your pussy baby’ He keeps to pump his fingers in and out of me, as he keeps licking my clit. I moan uncontrollably having this weird feeling in my stomach. ‘Mmmhmm, you like that? You're getting closer already, aren't you? You always break so easily...’ He curls his fingers inside me, hitting that sweet spot that drives me wild.

‘oh yes..mmh don’t stop Chris..’ I moan my body slightly shaking. He smirks and continues his assault on my pussy, his fingers moving at a steady pace as he watches my face contort with pleasure ‘You're gonna come all over my fingers like a good girl, aren't you?’ I nod quickly. ‘I’m so-so close baby’ ‘That's it, ma ... Come all over my fucking fingers’ He presses harder on my clit with his thumb as he curls his fingers inside me, sending me over the edge into a screaming orgasm.

i moan his name uncontrollably my body shaking slightly. He rubs my inner thigh softly placing kisses around my vagina. ‘you ready?’ For a moment I completely forgot he hadn’t even took my virginity yet. I nod as he sits down placing me on his lap hovering over his tip. He was thick and really long fuck he’s huge he slowly slides me down onto his dick, I hiss at the new feeling I’ve never felt so full.

‘oh Chris…’ I moan softly the pain is so strong I’m unable to move. ‘You got this baby you’re taking me so well..’ he smiles kissing my cheek softly.

The car shook as i bounced on his dick taking every inch of him. ‘Fucking squeezing my shit ma’ he grounds his hands going onto my ass helping me ride him. My tits bouncing in his face his hips matching my rhythm. He takes my nipple into his mouth as I ride him making me throw my head back in pleasure. My hand grips the back of his head as he sucks onto my breast my bounces becoming inconsistent.

He pulls back taking me off him angling me to where I’m bent over my center console. ‘I’m gonna ruin you’ he smiles kissing my back then leaving a painful smack to my ass as he pushes into me. ‘Holy- fuck’ I moan gripping the passenger and drivers seat. Chris continues his thrusts only getting deeper and deeper into my pussy.

After a while he gips my hair pulling it back as he thrusts into me. ‘So- pretty baby’ he pants in my ear making me whimper softly. ‘I feel you- squeeze my shit- fuck- uh you gonna cum f’me ma?’ I couldn’t even speak I was so drunk off his cock. I nod quickly as he lets go of my hair I grip onto the seat so I don’t fall as he grabs my hips thrusting faster. ‘Where do you want it?’ I moan softly ‘my back…’ I smirk still out of breath, I let go cumming all over his dick. He groans pulling out leaving his seed all over my back. ‘Fuck that’s so hot..’ he said taking it off my back and onto his fingers making me lick it off.

‘Come here..’ he grabs my hips making me lean back against him in the back seat. He runs his fingers through my hair kissing my head softly. ‘Is it too soon to say that I really like you?’ He says nervously. I chuckled shaking my head. “No because I like you too’ he kissed me softly. ‘Let’s get you cleaned up okay?’ I nod smiling glad I met the cute boy with white jacket.

An:I hope it was good!! I’m still getting used to all this stuff so I hope it was enjoyable for you Chris sluts I love u guys sm have an amazing day and stay slutty my loves bye! <3

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[cookstorys]

I saw

Vinnie hacker sooo I would like to request something idk if you do smut or only fluff so just do whatever you’re comfortable with! Anyway can the reader be shy and doesn’t have social media of any kind and ppl see him in a video and try to find out who he is? You can keep going from there

𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢

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Person - Vinnie Hacker

Warning- None 😋

Author Note - I rushed at the end so ☺️

Females Dni

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One hug. That’s all it took for rumors to start to circulate. You weren’t even supposed to be at the party, you just stopped by to see Vinnie. You walked thru that crowd of people to find Vinnie. Once you did a smile appeared on his face when he saw you. “I didn’t know you were coming.” He admitted. Then proceeded to hug you and plant a soft kiss on your forehead. Unknowingly to the both of you, Larray was filming a TikTok and with a simple zoom in you could see you and Vinnie hugging but more importantly, him planting a kiss on your forehead.

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The sun beamed into your newly renovated room. You were starting to be more thankful for your decision to move and stay in L.A. The feeling of tight arms being wrapped around you was another reason you moved. You loved to be loved, The simple feeling of another person that loves you for you was unmatched and Vinnie was just that. He was the hot satisfying candle on oh-so-cold nights.

Before your surroundings could properly focus, your phone buzzed. You let out a lazy sigh and pick the object up.

[Best Friend’s Contact Name]

[Best friend] - OMFG

[Best friend] - IMA NEED YOUR ANTISOCIAL ASS TO LOOK AT THIS!

[Best Friend] - Twitter.com

You froze at the message. Your best friend had a weird sense of humor, to say the least. So, you were rightfully scared of the possibility that this link would either send you to a video of someone getting their ass beat or a very loud porno. To your dismay it was neither of the assumptions, instead, it was a picture of Vinnie planting a kiss on your forehead captioned, “Vinnie hacker spotted romantically kissing a mysterious boy on the forehead last night”

To say you were not happy was an understatement. You quickly sprinted out of bed and ran into your bathroom. This was not good, imagine how your family would react, your siblings. You weren’t in the closet but you also didn’t want to be public with Vinnie just yet. You loved the man to death - you did but you saw yourself as a shy boy from the south, thrown into this bold new world (aka L.A).

You opened your phone to more messages from your best friend to check the comments. ‘Hell no.’ You texted quickly. One thing you hated more than being in the public eye is people’s commentary about you. However, now that the secret’s out it wouldn’t hurt to take a small peak.

You rushed to open the once-closed tab of your messages. You hesitated for a while, finger levitating above the link. After a few more deep breaths your finger fell on the message, after clicking, your phone flashed blue and there appeared the post you had just recently witnessed. You scrolled down to see the comments.

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@user233/ - Omg who is this

@rishardtim - I love this sm

@medontlikeyou - WE MUST FIND THIS MAN

@singleazzbitch - Not them both being fine…

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A knock on the door stopped you from scrolling on. “[Name] are you ok? I saw the post and I’m so sorry. Just open the door let’s talk about this.” Vinnie tried to reason. Your long sigh could be heard thru the door as Vinnie impatiently waited for a response, action, anything. The door slowly opened revealing you and your phone visibly showing the Twitter post. “No, baby don’t listen to them, we can get this covered up or-“ Vinnie’s sentence was cut short by you rushing into his arms. “I’m ok.” You mumbled. With those two words coming out of your mouth Vinnie let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

After a while of silence. Just the two of your hugging and listening to each other's heartbeats. Vinnie spoke.“Have you thought about how you wanna handle this?” You sat in silence for a little while longer until you finally thought of an idea

“Let’s see how much they can learn.” You smirked

[jonpertwee]

My present life is Kendrick Lamar

A rapper looking at the lyrics to keep you in awe

The only factor I respected was raisin' the bar

My instincts sent material straight to the charts, huh

My father kicked me out the house, I finally forgive him

I'm old enough to understand the way I was livin'

Ego and pride had me looking at him with resentment

I close my eyes, hoping that I don't come off contentious

I'm yelling, "Father, did I finally get it right?"

Everything I did was selfless

I spoke freely, when the people needed me, I helped them

I didn't gloat, even told 'em "no" when the vultures came

Took control of my fleshly body when the money changed

Son, you do well, but your heart is closed. I can tell residue that linger from your past creates a cell.

Father, I'm not perfect, I got urges, but I hold them down

But your pride has to die

Okay, Father, show me how

Tell me every deed that you done and what you do it for

I kept one hundred institutions paid

Okay, tell me more

I put one hundred hoods on one stage

Okay, tell me more

I'm tryna push peace in L.A. 

But you love war

No, I don't

Oh, yes you do

Okay, then tell me the truth

Every individual is only a version of you. How can they forgive when there's no forgiveness in your heart?

I could tell you where I'm going

I could tell you who you are

You fell out of Heaven 'cause you was anxious

Didn't like authority, only searched to be heinous

Isaiah fourteen was the only thing that was prevalent

My greatest music director was you

It was colors, it was pinks, it was reds, it was blues

It was harmony and motion

I sent you down to earth 'cause you was broken

Rehabilitation, not psychosis

But now we here now

Centuries you manipulated man with music

Embodied you as superstars to see how you moving

You came a long way from garnishing evilish views

And all I ever wanted from you was love and approval

I learned a lot, no more putting these people in fear

The more that word is diminished, the more it's not real

The more light that I can capture, the more I can feel

I'm using words for inspiration as an idea

So can you promise that you won't take your gifts for granted?

I promise that I'll use my gifts to bring understanding

For every man, woman, and child, how much can you vow?

I vow my life just to live one in harmony now

You crushed a lot of people keeping their thoughts in captivity

And I'm ashamed that I ever created that enemy

Then let's rejoice where we at

I rewrote the devil's story just to take our power back, 'carnated

[asgards-princess-of-mischief]

Last Updated: 2023-12-25

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[randomfoggytiger]

Starting a fic rec chain for my friend that wants to get into writing! What are some quintessential x-files fic that showcase the talent of our massive writing community?

O.O

A loooooooooooot, a lot, a lot.

I know it's a biiiiiiiiiiit of a cop-out, but my fic lists here have a lot of "the bests" under each list category; so, if your friend wants to see the same main idea done in different ways... there's that?

If you want, tell me something your friend is interested in, and I'll make a list packed with fics that fit the bill! :DDDD

Ummmmmmmm how about I stick to the different style and talent of various authors to "show them off" for your friend?

*pulls up sleeves to more successfully wrangle Google Docs*

@baronessblixen, @welsharcher, @o6666666, @ghostbustermelanieking, @lokisgame, @mldrgrl, @tinglingworld, @sigritandtheelves, and @kateyes224 write THE BEST short but complex fluff imaginable. The shorter the better for me, because it leaves a lot of room for me to fill-in with my imagination. (And don't forget yourself~, heheheh.)

Edit: Needed to add @settle-down-frohike and @cyb3rpeach to this list~!

@enigmaticdrblockhead rips my heart out and sews it back in with her gut-wrenching short fics on humanity's cruelties. I always cite her fic Ascension as the one that makes me cry every time.

@suitablyaggrieved does great at short fic, too. Her bent is less about fluff and more about dread and horror~.

In a similar vein is @dreamingofscully, whose works are longer but have that teeter-totter between weighted rumination and blissful happiness; and @wtfmulder, who is one of the best writers for "male voice" (making three differently brooding male character sound distinctly different from one another) and does the best Mulder crack headcanons and memes.

astronaught writes like David Duchovny for me (which is a high compliment)-- ex. "He needed to get out of L.A. He needed to stay in L.A. There was a comforting nausea to the unreality here. Funhouse, Pleasure Island, Lotus-Eater nausea. The subtle horror of a museum of plastic toys. Violently happy faces fading from a material that wasn’t meant to age. //Everything was a bit grotesque in L.A. and so was everything out of L.A. Who said that Hollywood lied?"

Jo_B writes a complicated, heartwarming Mulder who is relieved Scully's effortlessly sees his humanity and good intentions.

defnotmeyo writes both the best crack (heartwarming and fun and realistic) and angst short fic. She's gone from Tumblr; but some of her fics can still be found.

@melforbes is another fic author that made me ALMOST sob (but definitely cry) with her seaglass blue fic (Ao3)-- that and, again, Ascension as mentioned above.

Lapsed_Scholar wrote the best collection of Requiem variations (Mulder doesn't leave due to various snags in his departure, all involving Scully in some way.) But all of her work is FANTASTIC (as are these other authors, too!) I always pair up anything Lapsed wrote with --

Anything Apostrophic (i.e. @mappingthexfiles), @seek-its-opposite, @wtfmulder, @sigritandtheelves, and @onpaperfirst touches is always gold. They write IWTB/S11 so well; and as a "stop after S8 the canonical ending" fan, they make me love anything beyond it-- and those aren't not even including their other fics. I always think of Apostrophic's "miniseries" fics Agua Mala-Arcadia-Alpha... stupendous work.

Can't forget the multi-chapter, shot-in-the-veins of 90s grounded...ness that is @cecilysass, @aloysiavirgata, @amplifyme, and @slippinmickeys (though she also loves to dabble in AUs that are wildly entertaining.) You FEEL like you're in the X-Files era reading their work.

For Torture!Mulder (yep, it's a thing) there's Vickie Moseley (Gossamer, Ao3) and Donna-- I prefer Donna's work, but sometimes Vickie NAILS it.

For Gossamer/older fics I reread obsessively (and they're famfic, ngl):

Suki Tawdry's The Way Things Are (Mulder and Scully have a one-night stand aligning w/ Gillian's pregnancy. I skip Chapter 12-- personal preference-- but the BANTER and sarcasm on Scully is top-tier. And Mulder's journey as a slowly morphing family man is... chef's kiss. Not to mention Skinner, Maggie, Melissa, even a well-intentioned but annoying Bill, etc.) and LuvTheBeez's Snow (S5? Mulder and Scully are married and expecting a giant baby... and become hostages in a stick up. The in-control thought processes, banter, and intelligent planning on both their parts while keeping it completely lighthearted is also the best) AND Jamie Greco's Breathing (on the way to Scully's Lamaze class, dialogue only, AMAZING characterization of Mulder and Scully. All of Jamie Greco's other fics do the same-- Scarlet has Mulder high on a hallucinogen and seeing Scully as an angel.)

I'm plowing through RocketMan's works on Gossamer-- WOW are some amazing. Chef's kiss. Not finished yet (taking my time-- just reached second page), but I'll probably make a separate author shoutout when I'm done~.

I haven't even BEGUN to touch the fill-in or fix-it fics that span the series (or at least one season of it) that are incredibly impressive-- like @darwin-xf, @scenes-in-between, and touchstonea's Odyssean epics-- but I've got to cut this list short because... honestly, my list would be endless; and I have not even BEGUN to list them all. If I haven't listed anyone, it's not for lack of trying or because of any attempt at snubbing. I, a mere mortal, can only do so much. XDDD

Thank you for the ask~! Again, if your friend likes a specific category, let me know and I'll drum up a fic list! :DDDDD

[nk-salinger]

My present life is Kendrick Lamar A rapper looking at the lyrics to keep you in awe The only factor I respected was raisin' the bar My instincts sent material straight to the charts, huh My father kicked me out the house, I finally forgive him I'm old enough to understand the way I was livin' Ego and pride had me looking at him with resentment I close my eyes, hoping that I don't come off contentious I'm yelling, "Father, did I finally get it right?" Everything I did was selfless I spoke freely, when the people needed me, I helped them I didn't gloat, even told 'em, "No," when the vultures came Took control of my fleshly body when the money changed Son, you do well, but your heart is closed I can tell residue that linger from your past creates a cell Father, I'm not perfect, I got urges, but I hold them down "But your pride has to die," okay, Father, show me how Tell me every deed that you done and what you do it for I kept one hundred institutions paid Okay, tell me more I put one hundred hoods on one stage Okay, tell me more I'm tryna push peace in L.A. But you love war No, I don't Oh, yes, you do Okay, then tell me the truth Every individual is only a version of you How can they forgive when there's no forgiveness in your heart? I could tell you where I'm going I could tell you who you are You fell out of Heaven 'cause you was anxious Didn't like authority, only searched to be heinous Isaiah fourteen was the only thing that was prevalent My greatest music director was you It was colors, it was pinks, it was reds, it was blues It was harmony and motion I sent you down to earth 'cause you was broken Rehabilitation, not psychosis But now we here now Centuries you manipulated man with music Embodied you as superstars to see how you moving You came a long way from garnishing evilish views And all I ever wanted from you was love and approval I learned a lot, no more putting these people in fear The more that word is diminished, the more it's not real The more light that I can capture, the more I can feel I'm using words for inspiration as an idea So can you promise that you won't take your gifts for granted? I promise that I'll use my gifts to bring understanding For every man, woman and child, how much can you vow? I vow my life just to live one in harmony now You crushed a lot of people keeping their thoughts in captivity And I'm ashamed that I ever created that enemy Then let's rejoice where we at I rewrote the devil's story just to take our power back, 'carnated

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 5/5

Book Blurb:

From international best-selling author Elliott Rose comes a new forbidden-love series. I’m not supposed to feel this way…

I never wanted to disappear more than while around my family. Briar Lane, the girl only useful for one thing: my surname.

A business handshake and pawn to be traded. My father’s chess piece shuffled between empires. That was my life back in L.A. but all it took was finding the dirty secret stuffed in a jacket pocket, and my entire world unraveled.

So, I fled to the one place I knew they could never find me. Crimson Ridge.

Arriving in this snowy, harsh world, I thought I’d be starting over on my own, but it turns out I couldn’t have been more wrong. The abandoned mountain cabin I inherited isn’t what it seems.

This mountain hides secrets. An ex-pro bull rider consumes this space, and now, my every thought with it... Stôrmand Lane. My father’s adopted brother.

We should never have found ourselves isolated out here in the mountains together, each trying to outrun our pasts.

All it took was one misunderstanding, one line almost crossed, and everything changed.

A girl like me isn’t supposed to know what those tattooed hands feel like, and I’m certainly not meant to feel butterflies anytime that pair of piercing blue eyes land on mine.

He might be my every fantasy, a cowboy I constantly dream about, but he’s a temptation I have to ignore. A man I absolutely cannot find myself attracted to.

Even when he’s looking at me with the kind of hunger that can only spell ruin for us both.

Long, dark nights spent in this tiny cabin can’t be the excuse to step into forbidden territory.

Or can they?

Braving The Storm is an interconnected stand-alone, book 2 in the Crimson Ridge series, and can be read separately. Intended for ages 18 and over.

Review:

She's on the run from a toxic sister, a cheating ex, and the perfect escape comes in the form of an estate she never realized she had inherited in Crimson Ridge... where a very hot tattooed bull rider resides who is intent on making her his. Briar Lane is sick and tired of everything that comes with the Lane name, she's tired of being her family's pawn, of being the punching bag to her sister, and of having a terrible ex husband who won't leave her alone and cheated on her. When Briar's father passes away and she discovers that there is a house waiting for her in Crimson Ridge, she packs her bags and flees, hoping to leave it all behind. What she never expects is to encounter someone already living there.... a hot tattooed bull rider... who just happens to be completely forbidden and off limits since he is her adopted uncle. Stôrmand Lane was a famous bull rider but he gave up a life of fame to live as a bit of a recluse in the snowy mountains and to tend to the horses. Storm never expected the home intruder to be none other than his adopted brother's daughter... or for him to fall for her. Storm knows she is completely off limits, that they would be crossing too many lines... yet there is an undeniable pull between the two of them and the fact that they both will be sharing the cabin during this time.... things are bound to happen.

I am a huge fan of cowboy romances and this one absolutely me away!! I knew I would be in for a good time when I read the first chapter and boy was I right.The story follows a charming bull rider who is as loving as he is hot and the woman he falls for, someone who definitely is still trying to find herself. Storm is a book boyfriend that you will be adding to your list immediately and I loved every second of this book. It's a fun read and getting to see the two characters fall for one another was just fantastic. If you like how cowboys, amazing romances, and an fun series, absolutely start reading this series because every book gets better and better!

Release Date: November 15,2024

Publication/Blog: Ash and Books (ash-and-books.tumblr.com)

*Thanks Luna Literary for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[harley-kwinn]

Cheater

word count: 1k

warnings: language, mentions of cheating, (poor) description of unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!)

pairing: alexander skarsgård x fem!reader

author's note: wrote this during work today so sorry for grammar & spelling mistakes, also english isn’t my first language <3 it was originally planned as part of a fanfic that’s why third person and in places description of the appearance was used…hope you enjoy it tho!

Lost in thought, she turned the ring studded with small diamonds between her slender fingers. The weight of it too heavy to bear.

Her amber eyes caught the soft sparkle as the first sunbeams of the day broke inside the stones.

The promise she had made 5 years ago was tied to it and yet it threatened to break more and more with every minute spent with him.

A wave of guilt crushed upon her as she grabbed onto the piece of jewellery. Her husband did not deserve to be betrayed by her like that. He had been nothing but faithful and loving towards her, yet she had lost her heart to this intoxicating man still asleep in the bedroom of the chic L.A. apartment they had spent the night in together.

The soft material of his Armani shirt he had worn last night, clung to her silhouette as she shifted on the toilet seat she was sitting on.

She buried her nose in the clean white fabric breathing in his familiar scent, feeling it blur her mind as the mix of his cologne and sweat filled her nostrils.

Turning her head back to the wall mirror opposite her, she looked at her reflection. Makeup smeared, swollen lips, hair undone and dark circles gave away the short night she's had. If she closed her eyes, she would be able to feel his slender fingers brush over her bare skin and his lips kissing her until she was breathless.

She wondered, if he was worth it all.

The woman did let her gaze linger a moment longer upon her reflection before laying her eyes upon the man on the bed. A soft smile broke from her lips at his sight. His short blonde hair, which had been neatly slicked back the night before, was now a mess while his scruff was almost too long to call it a designer stubble. Resting on his stomach gave her a perfect view on his defined back while his muscular arms rested under the pillow on his side of the bed.

She watched him a few more minutes before deciding to join him and quietly stood up making her way towards the chair her coat was placed on. Slipping the ring back into its pocket, she stepped over the cloth-littered floor and slipped back under the covers. Alex shifted softly, making the sheets fall dangerously low down his hips. He opened his eyes slowly before his baby blue orbs observed her.

"Good morning, beautiful.", his voice was still hoarse and full of sleep. Cracking a smile at her, she couldn't resist to let her hand brush over the side of his face. The soft stubble tickled on her palm.

"Good morning, sunshine.", she whispered before pressing a kiss against his tender lips.

All of the sudden he grabbed her by the hips and began tickling her. She squealed in shock before letting out a laugh.

"Alex, please. You're much stronger than me.", a giggled followed as she squirmed under his grip. The white linen sheet slipped from his body as he rolled on top of her, exposing him completely bare to her.

"Oh, am I?", he teased flashing his pearly whites before attacking her neck with featherlight kisses. It only resulted in her laughing breathlessly while still trying to wriggle out off his grip.

"Alex, please... I c-can't breathe...", she whined desperately gasping for air. Alex stopped his attack.

"Better?", he asked, the Swedish accent slipping through for a moment. After she reassured him that she was okay, he changed their position and made her sit on top of him. Starting to fumble impatiently on the buttons to remove his shirt off her body, she felt him harden between her legs. The familiar pull in her abdomen returned as she pushed his hands away and freed herself off the fabric. As soon as the expensive material had slid down her arms, she positioned herself above him and carefully sank down his length. The sensation of him entering her made both of them moan out loud.

"God, you're gorgeous.", Alex praised her as she was riding him. Her small, round breasts softly bouncing in the rhythm of the speed she had picked up. He sat up before cupping one of her breasts with his right hand and sucking on her light brown pointy nipple causing her head to fall back in ecstasy. His left hand brushed over her stomach down to the heat between her legs where he found the swollen knob between her folds and began stroking her just the way she liked.

"A-Alex, fuck. I'm close.", she moaned with closed eyes while holding onto him tightly. He supported her with his right hand around her waist as he picked up the pace and thrusted faster into her.

That's when she knew he was worth it all.

He was the high she was missing in her marriage and so desperately needed.

He pressed his forehead against her chest while digging his hand around her waist deeper into her soft skin, making sure he'd leave marks.

"B-babe...", she moaned out loud scratching her nails up his back. Shortly before her orgasm would crash upon her, his phone rang.

"Leave it.", he panted begging her to keep going. She kept holding tightly onto him as she let her gaze wander to the screen of the mobile phone. Like a threatening warning her name lit up on the screen. Alexa.

"Leave it...please.", Alex begged her once again before she pushed him off her.

The high she had been chasing was letting her fall heedlessly back to reality.

"Answer the call." She got up, immediately missing the sensation of him filling her out.

"I'm sorry.", Alex apologised quietly before reaching to pick up his phone.

She waved his apology off as she turned her back on him while quickly picking up the black lace thong and his shirt as she quickly dressed before leaving him some privacy.

Tears prickled in her eyes when she shut the bedroom door and made her way towards the kitchen. Slowly but surely she left the bubble she had been living in only mere moments ago.

He wasn't worth it all, was he?

[seph7]

J.T. Walsh is great at being a villain

Actor is ubiquitous as the bad guy in ''The Client,'' ''Nixon,'' ''A Few Good Men,'' and more

ByKate Meyers

Published on August 23, 1996

First, you recognize his face. Then you think: bad guy. If you’ve seen The Grifters, A Few Good Men, The Client, Outbreak, Nixon, or Executive Decision, then you’ve seen J.T. Walsh portraying, in his words, ”ethically challenged” individuals. Not that it bothers him. ”It’s better than doing the ‘he went thataway’ roles,” he says. His characters, which tend to be middle-aged buttoned-down authority figures, drip with what he calls ”a little juice.”

Hard-pressed to think of a nice guy he’s played, Walsh, 52, easily recalls the lowest — the porn producer having an affair with his daughter in 1991’s Defenseless. Represented on video this week by the thrillers Black Day Blue Night and Sacred Cargo and in September by the indie comedy The Low Life, Walsh says he has no problem accepting low-profile projects. ”My motto has always been, Do whatever comes next,” he laughs.

Born in San Francisco, Walsh was raised in Germany, where his father served in the military. After graduating from the University of Rhode Island, Walsh worked for a decade as, by turns, a teacher, salesman, journalist, restaurant manager, and social worker. But those became just day jobs when, at 31, the self-proclaimed hippie began acting in regional East Coast theaters. In 1974, Walsh hung out at the Theater at St. Clement’s in New York City, where he met an unknown playwright named David Mamet. Cast in the role of Bobby in American Buffalo, he made $100 for the six-week run. Ten years later, Mamet picked Walsh for the Broadway production of Glengarry Glen Ross, which was ”the pop” that got him into the movies. Walsh moved to L.A., where he’s been evil ever since.

Married briefly in his 20s, the unattached Walsh (”Who wants to go out with the bad guy?”) lives in the San Fernando Valley with his 22-year-old son, John. He’s currently playing — surprise — a morally ambiguous Navy colonel on NBC’s sci-fi drama Dark Skies. ”As an actor he conveys the attitude of the guy you call if you need a job done,” says Bryce Zabel, the show’s executive producer. ”You wouldn’t want to ask him how he got it done, but you’d call him.”

”Sure, I want bigger parts,” Walsh says. ”I call Sharon Stone and say: ‘Gimme a break. I just wanna make love to you.’ She doesn’t get back to me.”

[musicmags]

[purplereadingenthusiast]

we can all agree about that thing L.A. teachers always do, and how sometimes the curtains are just red because the author likes red and not because of some deep other meaning, right?

so then why can't we apply that logic to real people's lives?

specifically, celebrities "queerbaiting". sometimes things don't have an inherent meaning behind them. just because a celebrity wears pink, purple, and blue, that doesn't mean they're subtly trying to tell us they're bi - maybe they just like those colours. it doesn't necessarily mean they're sending us hints.

stop being L.A. teachers. maybe the author just likes red.

[dracowillhearaboutthis]

9 favourite books

Thanks to @gwiazdziarka for tagging me ♡ As you did, I will randomly pick some books to talk about instead of picking obvious faves. I think it would be boring to hear me sing the praises of Red, White and Royal Blue and as much as they've been and always will be relevant to me personally despite the black hole of a human being the author turned out to be, no one wants to hear me talk about the Harry Potter series... So, basically, I'm leaving out those who might either be obvious or might get me hate comments lol bc I've been there, done that and I'm not in the mood.

So here are 9 other books/series' that I really enjoyed reading and want to pass on.

1. The Game Changer Series by Rachel Reid, especially Heated Rivalry and The Long Game

Shane and Ilya are one of these ships that have completely consumed me at multiple points in the past few years and I keep coming back to these books. I'm not into all of the books of the series equally, but Shane and Ilya just have my heart. Their love story is the perfect mix of pining and love and tenderness and devotion that I'm into.

2. Play It Again by Aidan Wayne

This is a bit of a comfort read to me. It's about 2 content creators falling in love long distance, one blind, one ace, and I think the portrayal of their relationship is really tender and lovely and sweet.

3. The Passing Playbook by Isaac Fitzsimons

I really adored this portrayal of a trans love story in high school and all the insecurities that come with it.

4. Running with Lions by Julian Winters

Julian Winters is one of those authors I always check out, and this is my favourite novel of his ♡ As an ex-football fan, something about it hit home.

5. Accidentally Perfect by Elizabeth Stevens

One of the rare hetero romances - or novels with girl characters as mains in general - that I really enjoyed. I often find it hard to read girls as main characters without being annoyed at their portrayal. It's a pet peeve of mine. This hit all the right buttons.

6. The Husband Gambit by L.A. Witt

Fake marriage trope executed beautifully. What can I say? I'm weak.

7. Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas

Absolutely loved the world building behind this one. Fantasy + queer romance? Hell yes!

8. Fifteen Hundred Miles from the Sun by Jonny Garza Villa

Loved the depiction of falling in love long-distance and finally getting your happily ever after.

9. If this gets out by Sophie Gonzales and Cale Dietrich

Okay, I struggled what to put last. I know I could have gone with another Julian Winters or another guilty pleasure hockey romance, but that would have been boring. And between all my other guilty pleasure books, this might be the one to get me the least side eyes.

I know it technically reads like a fanfiction. But I'm a fanfiction writer and I don’t consider this to be a bad thing? 🤷‍♀️ I know it had it's down moments, but it really had me hooked, and that's what matters.

Don't know who already did this so I'm only tagging @acrazyworldofdreams

[daughterofhecata]

I did both @batmanisagatewaydrug‘s and @macrolit‘s Reading Bingos this year - was aiming for blackouts on both, didn‘t manage it for macrolit’s, but I did get a couple bingos.

Titles for each under the cut, full reading list here.

batmanisagatewaydrug:

translated book: Jonathan L. Howard: Johannes Cabal #1. Seelenfänger. [org. title: Johannes Cabal the Necromancer]

graphic novel: Vincent Burmeister, David Schraven: Unter Krähen. Aus dem Inneren der Republik. [no english title]

nonfiction: Anna Mirga-Kruszelnicka, Jekatyerina Dunajeva: Re-Thinking Roma Resistance throughout History: Recounting Stories of Strength and Bravery.

sequel: Luke Arnold: Fetch Phillips Archives #3. One Foot in the Fade.

poetry collection: Rainer Maria Rilke: Gedichte [herausgegeben vom Hamburger Lesehefte Verlag]

published before 2010: Faye Kellerman: Die Schwingen des Todes [org. title: Stone Kiss]

memoir: Theodor Michael: Deutsch Sein und Schwarz Dazu. Erinnerungen eines Afro-Deutschen. [engl. title: Black German. An Afro-German Life in the Twentieth Century.]

oldest on TBR: Anne Frank: Tagebuch der Anne Frank. 14. Juni 1942 bis 1. August 1944. [org. title: Het Achterhuis/engl. title: The Diary of a Young Girl]

author from a different country: Alexander Wolkow: Zauberland-Reihe #1. Der Zauberer der Smaragdenstadt. [org. title: Волшебник изумрудного города/engl. title: The Wizard of the Emerald City]

romance: Iny Lorentz: Die Feuerbraut [no english title i could find]

essay collection: Scaachi Koul: One Day We‘ll All Be Dead And None Of This Will Matter.

fantasy: Austin Chant: Peter Darling

novella: Maria Konopnicka: Der Danziger Mendel [org. title: Mendel Gdański/no english title]

debut author: Xiran Jay Zhao: Iron Widow

ghosts or monsters: Jennifer Giesbrecht: The Monster of Elendhaven

short stories: Hendrik Buchna, Marco Sonnleitner, u.a.: Die Drei ??? und der Zeitgeist [no english title; collection of short stories in the german continuation of Robert Arthur’s Three Investigators stories]

banned book: Harper Lee: To Kill a Mockingbird

one word title: K. Ancrum: Darling

published before 2000: Josef Bor: Theresienstädter Requiem [org. title: Terezínské Rekviem/engl. title: The Terezín Requiem]

2022 release: Jonathan Kellerman: City of the Dead. An Alex Delaware Novel.

literary fiction: Sylvia Plath: The Bell Jar / Jack Kerouac: On The Road (I’m pretty sure at least one of them qualifies)

YA: Jonathan Stroud: Bartimäus #1. Das Amulett von Samarkand. [org. title: The Bartimaeus Trilogy #1. The Amulet of Samarkand.]

reread: Franz Kafka: Das Urteil [engl. title: The Judgement]

400+ pages: James Ellroy: L.A. Confidential. Stadt der Teufel. [org. title: L.A. Confidential]

macrolit:

Classic Author A/B/C: -

Gothic Fiction: -

Fan Fiction: [no specific work]

published between 1960-1990: Václav Havel: Vernissage [org. title: Vernisáž/engl. title: Unveilling]

Classic Author P/Q/R: Sylvia Plath: The Bell Jar

Biography or Non-Fiction: Justin Fenton: We Own This City. A True Story of Crime, Cops, and Corruption.

Classic Author S/T/U: -

Young Adult: Christina Henry: Lost Boy

Classic Author G/H/I: -

Detective, Horror or Suspense: Tess Gerritsen: Die Chirurgin. [org. title: The Surgeon]

Philosophy or Literary Criticism: Judith Butler: Gender Trouble. Feminism and the Subversion of Identity.

Classic Author M/N/O: -

Harlem Renaissance: -

Published between 1990-2022: Ocean Vuong: On Earth We‘re Briefly Gorgeous

Book of Short Stories:  Don Winslow: Broken

published between 1920-1960: Jerzy Andrzejewski: Warschauer Karwoche [org. title: Wielki tydzień/engl. title: Holy Week]

Classic Author D/E/F: Leslie Feinberg: Stone Butch Blues

Children‘s Literature: [any one of the twenty Three Investigator‘s books I read this year]

Poetry or Play: Bożena Keff: Ein Stück über Mutter und Vaterland [org. title: Utwór o Matce i Ojczyźnie/engl. title: A Piece about Mother and Fatherland]

Graphic Novel: Elfriede Jelinek, Nicolas Mahler: Der fremde! störenfried der ruhe eines sommerabends der ruhe eines friedhofs. [no english title]

Classic Author J/K/L: Jack Kerouac: On The Road

Essays or Satire: Scaachi Koul: One Day We‘ll All Be Dead And None Of This Will Matter.

Published before 1920: Maria Konopnicka: Der Danziger Mendel [org. title: Mendel Gdański/no english title]

Classic Author V/W/X/Y/Z: Jiří Weil: Leben mit dem Stern [org. title: Život s hvězdou/engl. title: Life With A Star]

[garudabluffs]

Bill Janovitz goes deep to tell the story of Leon Russell, a rock showman teetering on a tightrope March 9, 2023

"Bill Janovitz is best known as the singer-guitarist of the guitar-rock trio Buffalo Tom, the celebrated alt-rock band he formed in 1986 with his UMass Amherst schoolmates Chris Colbourn and Tom Maginnis. Though Janovitz has been working his second career as a real estate agent in his hometown of Lexington since 2001, the band still stays busy recording and performing.

But in recent years, one of Janovitz’s side gigs has become more and more prominent: author. Specifically, of two books about the Rolling Stones: the “33 1/3″ series entry “Exile on Main St.” (published in 2005, about the epochal 1972 album) and the more expansive “Rocks Off: 50 Tracks That Tell the Story of the Rolling Stones” (2013).

Now comes “Leon Russell: The Master of Space and Time’s Journey Through Rock & Roll History” (Hachette), out Tuesday. In this, his first full-length single-subject biography, Janovitz traces the trajectory of the protean pianist/singer/songwriter/bandleader/arranger/producer through myriad musical highways and byways: from his formative years as a Tulsa teen playing with Jerry Lee Lewis to ace L.A. session man, a member of the legendary Wrecking Crew, on countless record dates with Phil Spector as well as the Beach Boys, Herb Alpert, Frank Sinatra, and scores of others. Then come Russell’s star turns as musical director of Joe Cocker’s “Mad Dogs & Englishmen” tour and subsequent live album and film, two classic albums under his own name, the cofounding of Shelter Records, top-grossing tours, and an eventual fade from the spotlight until a duo album collaboration with Elton John, 2010′s “The Union,” and Elton’s campaign to elect him to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame."

"There are few artists today who can claim the stature of Russell at his peak in every category: virtuoso instrumentalist, singer, songwriter, bandleader, producer, arranger, and stadium headliner."

READ MORE https://www.bostonglobe.com/2023/03/09/arts/bill-janovitz-goes-deep-tell-story-leon-russell-rock-showman-teetering-tightrope/#bgmp-comments

This 1971 gem shot to #17

Leon Russell And The Shelter People

Track Listings

1 Stranger in a Strange Land 2 Of Thee I Sing 3 It's a Hard Rain Gonna Fall 4 Crystal Closet Queen 5 Home Sweet Oklahoma 6 Alcatraz 7 The Ballad of Mad Dogs and Englishmen 8 It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry 9 She Smiles Like a River 10 Sweet Emily 11 Beware of Darkness 12 It's All Over Now, Baby Blue 13 Love Minus Zero/No Limit 14 She Belongs to Me

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day. Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday!

In Texas, you can’t own more than six dildos.

Allodoxaphobia is the fear of opinions.

A study has confirmed that British people have the world's sexiest accents.

It takes, on average, 1.71 days for a Lego head to pass through your digestive system.

Not once in the Humpty Dumpty nursery rhyme does it mention that he’s an egg.

Adults buying toys for themselves are responsible for 25% of all toy sales.

In 2008, a man in Ohio was arrested for having sex with a picnic table.

Psychopaths are only capable of perceiving the positive consequences of their actions as opposed to any negative ones.

Beaver College, Pennsylvania, changed its name to Arcadia in 2001 because anti-porn filters blocked access to the school's website.

In 2018, 50 Cent purchased 200 tickets to a Ja Rule concert and left the seats empty, just so it would look like nobody was there.

A 10 year old mattress weighs double its original weight. Mould, skin cells, dandruff and sweat are the biggest reasons for this.

Robert Downey Jr was once arrested after he was caught driving naked in his Porsche with cocaine, heroin, and a .357 magnum.

The iPhone is the second highest selling product of all time, behind the Rubik's Cube.

Studies show that Wednesday is the best day of the week to go out on a first date.

In 1994, L.A. police arrested a man for dressing up as the Grim Reaper and standing outside the windows of old peoples' homes.

At a cost of $30 million, Facebook owner Mark Zuckerberg purchased all four homes surrounding his house in order to ensure his privacy.

When you walk into a room and you forget why you walked in there in the first place is the phenomenon known as "event boundary."

A lot of lovemaking can unblock a stuffy nose. Sex is a natural antihistamine. It can help combat asthma and hay fever.

Rapper Ice Cube rejected the role of Bubba in ‘Forrest Gump’. So did Dave Chappelle!

A Chinese millionaire began selling cans of fresh air for 80 cents a can in response to China's worsening air pollution and made over $6 million.

A study by the Journal Of Positive Psychology concluded that two thirds of humans have no idea what they're good at and what their strengths are.

The band Blink 182 incorporated under the name ‘Pennywise Poo Poo Butt Inc.’ so that their accountants, managers and attorneys would have to say that when doing business.

Research conducted at the University of Stanford concluded that a racially diverse group has the ability to solve problems more effectively than a group with only one race in it.

In 1916, there was a proposed Amendment to the U.S. Constitution that would put all acts of war to a national vote. Anyone voting "yes" would have to register as a volunteer for service in the army.

There is a town in Austria called Fucking. In 2004, when the mayor of Fucking was asked if he'd ever thought of changing the name of the town, he replied: "Everyone here knows what it means in English but, for us, Fucking is Fucking and it's going to stay Fucking."

In 2019, a man sued his employer for racial discrimination, they settled out of court. He took the settlement cheque to the bank, who called the police thinking it was fraudulent, leading to another racial discrimination lawsuit.

In 1936, the founder of Adidas, in an attempt to market his shoes, drove to the Olympics and persuaded U.S. sprinter Jesse Owens to wear them. Due to Owens' success, by WW2, they were selling 200,000 pairs a year.

In 1975, professor Jack Hetherington from Michigan State University added his cat as a co-author to a theoretical paper that he had been working on. He did this because he mistakenly used words like 'we' and 'our' in the paper and didn't feel like revising it.

In 1998, Marvel offered the movie rights to nearly all of its characters to Sony for just $25 million. Sony declined and only purchased the rights to Spiderman for $10 million. Sony believed he was the only character audiences would care about.

The Greek philosopher Diogenese was the world's first troll. He pestered and shouted obscenities at men using brothels so much that they gave him money to go away. Once he had enough money, he would use the brothel himself.

During World War 2, the U.S. air dropped ridiculously oversized condoms over Japan, in an attempt to demoralise the Japanese by making them believe that U.S. soldiers were so well-endowed the Japanese women wouldn't be able to resist them.

There is a company called Hoxton Street Monster Supplies that sells salt made from real human tears, and disturbingly there are four kinds, harvested from different moments: sneezing, chopping onions, laughter and anger. Their latest salt is from tears shed while home schooling.

An Australian man named Don Ritchie lives across the street from the most famous suicide spot in Australia; a cliff known as The Gap. He, alone, has prevented around 160 suicides in his 50 years of living there by striking up a conversation with people contemplating suicide.

In April of 2014 the Danish government built an exact replica of their country in Minecraft using four trillion Minecraft building blocks. It was intended for educational purposes but, within weeks, American players had invaded the game planting American flags and blowing things up.

Okay, that’s enough information for one day. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.