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So the divorce au has a playlist now and I'm procrastinating on writing it if I made a little music video with clips from the show would that be something y'all are interested in seeing or would that just make no sense to anybody but me?

Also on a related note does anyone have any comedic songs about person A and person B fighting over person c only for persons a and b to end up fucking each other, because Jack/Stede is the only combination I don't have one or many good songs for. Songs about hating a guy and him having no redeeming qualities but you fuck him anyway are also acceptable for this couple

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Asteroid Pan in Natal and Synastry Charts

Once again, this information is compiled for my use and posted for shared convenience. Read my bio for a disclaimer and practice common courtesy if you're interested in using my words or work.

To start, we have to understand the context of Pan, whether as a mythic figure, a divine patron, or both.

Pan is a rustic god, whose domain extends over shepherds, hunting, panic, and folk practices, especially of music or prophecy. He is a companion to Dionysus, and travels with his nymphs.

🐑 Often, but not always, he is depicted as a satyr. Other times, he is represented with horns, but no hooves. Still other times, he is shown as humans, but in the company of satyrs, as well as normal goats.

🐑 He is mischievous, a giver of terror, as well as an eager pursuer of love and pleasure. But he is also a guardian of flocks, a practitioner of animal husbandry, so he is not entirely flippant and impulsive.

🐑 Essentially, Pan was a playful, festive spirit who enjoyed toying with the nerves of strangers and engaging in bestial mating rituals, but he also fully committed himself when guarding the vulnerable. He likes to watch people squirm, but he doesn't want to see the innocent flock actually harmed. Thus...

Asteroid Pan [4450] represents teasing, stimulation, excitement, and impulse control (or lack thereof). He also correlates to roles and relations based in pursuit, such as leader-follower and hunter-target.

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Prominent natal placements of Pan indicate how such a position as his is fulfilled or obtained by the native.

For others who practice a faith that involves some form of the hellenic pantheon, I have listed how I interpret natal blessings from object-asteroid aspects here and are interested in my approach. You can interweave those basic interpretations with the ones I’ve provided and get a rough approximation of how I'd interpret the aspect.

Tight and significant conjunctions will create a sort of "wildcard leader" aspect to the native, empowering the native to vacillate between solemnity and joy when engaging with that role, while oppositions will invite a tension or controversy (that ultimately contributes to personal growth, if the native is healthy) from either pursuit of desire or acts of guidance.

🐑 John F. Kennedy is a great example of a Pan-Sun conjunction native. A steady leader who instilled feelings of unity, known for his lustful pursuits, maintaining good humor in the midst of strife, but certainly someone who spooked certain contemporaries.

🐑 Fascinatingly, his partner, Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, has her own special relevant placement, a Pan-Venus conjunction opposite Pluto. Venus is the planet of values and is correlated to ideals and partners, so a conjunction draws her rational mind and physical needs to Pan-like personalities. Pluto opposition correlates this magnetism to her own generational traumas and transformations. That her Pan-Sun partner was assassinated sitting right beside to her? Worth noting.

🐑 Beyond her connection to her husband, however, Onassis was also a leader of the flock herself in her time as First Lady, mainly in that she became the face of an aristocratic American style. While her status is permanently tied to the tragedy of her narrative and the shock of the JFK assassination, her light, 'tasteful' ensembles contributed to the guidelines of upper-crust American femininity.

🐑 Meanwhile, Marie Antoinette had Pan conjunct Pluto, and we know where her indulgence lead her. Beyond the obvious tie from debauchery to death, this aspect also suggests a dread or anxiety tied to the concept of shepherding, or being in a position to guide.

A few other noteworthy individuals with Pan conjunctions and oppositions include:

Rita Hayworth, Machine Gun Kelly, and Empress Josephine all have Pan conjunct their Ascendant.

Lucille Ball's Pan is conjunct her Pallas-Saturn conjunction.

Pan conjunct Neptune was an aspect in Catherine the Great's chart. Meanwhile, Pan opposite Neptune features in the chart of Fiona Apple.

Pan conjunct Lilith is present in the charts of both Kurt Cobain and Princess Diana!

Marilyn Monroe's Pan was opposite her Vertex, and thus conjunct her Antivertex.

Squares and trines create relationships between that planet's domain and acts of pursuit and guardianship.

🐑 Like Jackie O, Tobias Forge of Ghost also has a Pan-Pluto opposition, but this is complemented by tight trines with Neptune and multiple Muse asteroids, as well as a square with Orpheus. In this case the aspect with Pluto manifests with an alternative influence on culture, as a frontman for a band which inspires both fanatical devotion and a consistent amount of controversy.

🐑 His project itself is a mockery of the powerful institution that is the Catholic Church, but concerts and fan spaces are a place of comfort, and funds from a certain cover song are literally donated to a charity which organizes safe spaces for the vulnerable (summer camps for trans kids).

🐑 Obviously, Neptune and the Muses correlate to art, which connects those Pan themes perfectly to his music. Even better, Neptune rules spirituality, delusion, and mystery. The band's theme is religious, and all members used to be anonymous until a dismissed court case forced Tobias to publicly identify himself, though all other members retain anonymity.

🐑 Britney Spears's Pan is trine her Vertex, Sun, and Lilith, as well as being opposite her Moon. The trine aspects, especially with the Sun, positions a spotlight on her ability to collect massive amounts of fans (aka followers) by making her own choices, and committing to the honest, unapologetic performance of sensual, intimate power.

🐑 The Pan-Moon opposition further speaks to her past and sense of self being in direct conflict with follower-following relationships. This may reflects her struggle to reclaim personal financial autonomy from her former guardians, but I'd shift focus to her relationship with the public, and how contentious it became when she tried to grow and leave her chaste teen image behind, prioritizing adult expression over imposed responsibility to censor herself to comply with outrage from parents.

🐑 This contention actually fed into and fueled Britney's narrative: the rejection of her after she expressed her wild side empowered her to pursue her desires as a new type of female role model, one that had been slut-shamed but come out the other side all the more iconic and beloved. (There's a lot more that worth exploring there, too.)

🐑 Liam Gallagher of Oasis has his Pan squaring his Sun, Mars, and Midheaven. Anyone who knows the fraught history of the band won't be surprised to see an aspect that promises challenges in how taking a leadership role relates to overall growth, animal instincts, and the personal pinnacle of honor.

A few other noteworthy individuals with natal Pan trines and squares (along with other placements) include:

Megan Fox's Pan is conjunct her Mercury, trine her Mars-Ascendant conjunction, and square her Moon.

Britney Spears's Pan is trine her Vertex, Sun, and Lilith, and opposite her Moon.

Liam Gallagher of Oasis has his Pan squaring his Sun, Mars, and Midheaven.

Major Synastry: What Synastry Aspects with Pan Mean

Synastry involving Pan indicates a relationship which instills anxiety, lust, and comfort simultaneously.

Conjunctions reveal a focal point of frenetic, kinetic energy in the dynamic. The Pan individual engages with the other's object like a big, red button that is begging to be pressed. They know it will fire up the other's nerves in whichever way, but it's just so tempting...

🐑 For example, two natives with a double Pan conjunction share a raw and mutual lust, a desire to play chase with one another. This can mean quick, stimulating, and playful foreplay. Both also want to see the other person's desire. This placement doesn't necessarily want a hunt - it wants a game, some sort of race or play-fight where both members are equally participatory.

🐑 It also indicates a willingness to play with each other's minds. On some level, both individuals like the idea of having the power to give the other a scare. They each like the feeling of messing with the other's head, no matter how much they care.

🐑 House overlays are crucial for mutual conjunctions. I'm looking at a Pan-Pan conjunction that lands in one of the native's 12th every time, regardless of zodiac and house system. This empowers the aspect of fear in the relationship for this native. It also transfers their pursuit to the realm of fantasy. They may desire to take that role in the relationship, but they are more likely to imagine it than to actually act upon it.

🐑 It also means the other person in the relationship may have no idea the lust is mutual. The 12th house native relegates it too well. This might frustrate the other, making them feel denied or rejected. They may sense reciprocation, but they feel a need to push the 12th house person until they break down and express it. But the 12th house native also won't be able to clearly see the other's playfulness and aggression for what it is: a signal of lust and even care, missed due to doubt.

🐑 For another example, Pan conjunct Saturn would give the Pan native an easy way to push the Saturn native's buttons. Saturn will clam up at any suggestiveness from or about Pan, mostly because any wildness they exhibit makes them feel less in control.

🐑 Ultimately, however, Pan is a guardian of the flock as much of a member of Dionysus's retinue. Pan can contribute to Saturn's goals and take the reins when necessary. Pan makes Saturn anxious, but ultimately Saturn comes to see the potential for stability there.

🐑 Saturn has major power to turn Pan on, but it takes a while to build. Pan may not consider Saturn that way at first, only to realize after some time that Saturn drives them absolutely crazy, and then they'll be hard pressed to stop fantasizing over them.

🐑 Pan is a follower as much as a pursuer, and if Saturn accepts their advances, Pan will adopt them as one of their own, and be sure to care for them regardless of whatever chaos is going on. If Saturn shies away, Pan may get frustrated and lash out, or may try to tear down whatever stability Saturn relies upon.

🐑 Princess Diana had her Pan conjunct the Pluto of Prince Charles, and Dodi al Fayed had his Pan conjunct her Ceres-Vesta conjunction.

🐑 Diana's ability to garner a following is tied to the tragedies defining Charles personally as well as those of his generation. Diana's grief and devotion connects to Dodi's capacity as a pursuer and follower. If you know anything even generally about these three, you likely immediately understand how accurate this is.

A few other noteworthy pairs with Pan conjunctions in their synastry:

Empress Josephine's Pan was conjunct Napoleon I's Vertex.

Prince Philip's Pan was conjunct Queen Elizabeth II's Pallas-Pluto conjunction.

Nancy Spungen's Pan was conjunct Sid Vicious's Lilith.

Megan Fox's Pan is conjunct Machine Gun Kelly's Mercury-Pallas conjunction.

Oppositions indicate a more fixed pursuer-pursued dynamic. There's a similar flow of energy, but it seeps out, and is both more confrontational and more indirect than with conjunctions. Pan seeks to provoke the other into revealing that part of themself.

🐑 For example, I see Pan opposite a Chiron-Juno conjunction. This is already made more complex by the involvement of two objects, but essentially, the Pan native enjoys maneuvering the other into exposing their romantic hurts, and even gets pleasure from indirectly forcing them into embodying a spousal or sensual archetype. Chiron-Juno finds the teasing, erratic attention of Pan frustrating, both sexually and emotionally, but also compelling.

🐑 So, that sounds really abstract, but how this plays out in real life, is we have a pair where one is always needling at the other about their experiences with relationships. Maybe the Chiron-Juno native is inexperienced, or has traumas. Once the Pan native learns about this, they find it hard to resist dredging those up whenever the chance arises. Something in them just likes watching the other squirm over their romantic insecurities.

🐑 As for the second part, the Pan native will find it exciting when the other has to fill the roles represented by Chiron and Juno. This is the soul's caretaker (Chiron) and the erotic counterpart in body and mind (Juno). Combined, we see a mistress-as-missus figure, the second wife, or simply the erotic healer. Chiron's link to the 'hurt healer' and Juno's statistical link to infidelity and eroticism may also suggest the willingness of the

🐑 Again, houses play a big role here. In this chart, Pan falls into the Pan native's tropical 6th and sidereal 7th, so the other's Chiron-Juno conjunction falls into their tropical 12th and sidereal 1st. The reason why the Pan native feels the need to push the other's buttons about is because they see the other's pain as something hidden from them that is key to understanding their place in this world, and yet also is a reflection of a crucial part of themselves, and so they feel the need to take control in their day to day interactions and of their relationship, specifically by exhibiting the leadership and predatory traits of Pan.

🐑 Let's look at another chart. I see Pan opposite a Pluto-Nymphe conjunction. Nymphe is correlated to nymphs, who commonly kept company with Pan in his travels. This looks like a relationship with both natural comradery and tension.

🐑 The Pluto-Nymphe individual may alternate between playfully elusive and intensely confrontational. The individual is both drawn to and afraid of being captured or hunted, and exposes their wilder side when they want to intimidate others. Their visceral desires and bright spirits only make them seem more ethereal, and thus, out of reach.

🐑 However, this only makes for all the more fun a game to play in the eyes of the Pan native. No ethereal spirit is above a good trick and no force of nature is too powerful to chase down, and besides, a target that positions itself as out of reach is only going to be more satisfying to take in hand.

🐑 On the whole, the amusement and protectiveness that Pan brings can provide some much needed levity to the Pluto-Nymphe native's fears, but the opposition and the asteroid involved will make the link a magnetic, if at times humbling and challenging, one.

🐑The Pan native will also encourage the other's sexuality, and may try to provoke, trick, or guide the other in their embodiment of raw sensual power as a natural force. In fact, the Pan native might be most delighted to find that when pushed to the brink, the Pluto-Nymphe native turns the tables and puts them in a position of prey instead!

Some noteworthy examples of Pan oppositions in synastry:

Napoleon I's Pan was opposite Empress Josephine's Lilith.

Prince Albert's Pan was opposite Queen Victoria's Vesta.

Nancy Spungen's Pan was opposite Sid Vicious's Pluto.

Megan Fox's Pan is opposite Machine Gun Kelly's Pluto-Lilith-Juno conjunction.

I had originally intended to go into sextiles and quintiles in natal charts; squares, tries, sextiles, and quintiles in synastry charts; as well as how aspects to specific related asteroids play out, but I think that's a little ambitious considering everything on my plate right now. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoyed the post, and as always...

If you're interested in more interpretations of Pan in the natal or synastry chart (or even the divisional/harmonic charts) feel free to reply, message, ask, or reblog! I have a lot of projects I'm working on but I love to chat.

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Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, awkward boys, threats, cursing, mentioned murders, mentioned drug use, teasing, family talks, sharing clothes, Mod being terrified, a surprisingly pleasant outting, Collette and Tom being helpful saints, a lot of tears, hurt/comfort, feels, so many feels, past abuse (physical and sexual), MF being awful (seriously bad), past underage sex, past inebriated sex, Kells being re-traumatized, baby talks, Collette being an amazing mom, Kells being sick, Kells in denial, cuddles, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: mature

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Thankfully nothing happened right in the moment. Colson had hidden his face against Dom's neck and Tom- the saint that he was, stepped in. “Mod love, not right now. We have to pack. Did I tell you how Dom and I met?” The poor lost beta shook his head and looked as if his heart was hurting. It didn't make any sense to Kells. The Alpha thought that might be a good starting point for a gentle threat, if the man knew who he was he would know not to spread any sensitive information around. He hoped it would be like knowing a secret about Persephone, would anyone risk pissing off Hades?

Colson didn't completely pull away, he made sure to stop anything from progressing below the belt but he kept the killer close as they escaped to his room. The place was stark and plain, Dom had never seen the point in decorating because it never felt like home. The omega still gave him a look. “You really are a psycho.”

“Sociopaf. You okay?” He tried to ask but the older man just flipped him off.

“Later. At home. He- It'll be fine. Right?” Col’s voice went soft and Dom could feel the pleading eyes from behind dark shades. He wanted to make it all better but short of killing the beta…

“Course. Tom don't like bad people and he's got a good radar. It'll be fine. So none of ‘em know?” He asked gently, there was something nagging at his mind but he couldn't pick it out of his brain. It was like a thought on the tip of his tongue he couldn't articulate. He tried to let it go before it drove him mad.

“Just mom. We hid it from everyone else. Fuck- not now. At home. Now…” Kells trailed off as he opened the closet. It was a mess of course, an external visual of Dom’s internal chaos but the omega just sighed and started tossing stuff into a box. “Fuck I wanna curl up in this and never leave.”

They both froze and the Alpha had to clear his throat and walk away. He knew he'd keep that statement safe in his memory forever but he wouldn't embarrass his mate. Were his nesting instincts kicking in already or was he just that in love? Considering how much they bickered it wasn't like the mob boss to be nice.

“I thought being a hitman would make you good money. I'm not saying you don't have style but shit babe, does any of this have an actual label? I told you, you don't understand the finer shit.” And there he was, Dom's catty lover. It was almost a comfort to be insulted.

Kells could feel his cheeks still pink and he hoped most of it was covered by his glasses. Why the fuck would he let himself say that? He couldn't help breathing deep calming breaths, being surrounded by his boy’s scent was intoxicating. Dom didn't have to know it though.

The rest of the time at their flat moved surprisingly fast. They didn't even need that many boxes. Tom had more things but most of Dom's life fit into a box or two. He hid his knives safely in a pile of his clothes and was pretty sure he caught his omega huffing his most recently worn shirt. Of course he didn't say anything, he liked his dick where it was. Mod very carefully didn't look at him but Dom made sure to step into his personal space at least a few times. It wasn't just Colson he was protecting, the beta was a little too friendly to his brother as well. He wouldn't pass judgment until they all talked, if the man handled the truth well he'd give his silent blessing. He wasn't that daft, he'd never tell Tom what to do anymore than he would his lover, again he liked his body parts attached. He knew how easy it was to take the human form apart.

The ride to their new home was quiet and awkward. All four of them packed into the bucket seat. Thankfully it was only a few blocks to the Four Seasons but it felt like miles to Kells. He'd sent a text to his mother who wasn't exactly helpful. Collette had been telling him for years to let at least one or two of his friends in. She basically just said ‘that’s what you get’, but when they arrived at the hotel she was waiting for them.

It only took a few carts to move everything upstairs and they had people for that. Col knew they needed to stop the distractions but before they all talked he led his lover into his favorite place in his home. Dominic paused as he stepped inside the closet that was far bigger than his last bedroom. Everything was perfectly arranged by color and type and the scent felt like heaven. There wasn't exactly a lot of room left for him but enough for what he had, he just didn't want to waste anymore time. He could unpack anytime. “Where's ya dream car Barbie?” He teased his mate to help ground the man and got a soft chuckle back.

“I'm just Ken.” Kells shrugged, flipping him off but thankfully he finally started to let himself relax. The sunglasses were tucked away in a drawer lined with dozens, his bloody clothes were dropped in a basket, and he'd blessedly rid himself of guns the moment they were inside.

Dom watched the mask slip away with the armor of his faux Alpha garb. When Colson was bare and just him again it helped something relax in the boy's chest. Silently the omega gave him a look that said more than his mouth could. If Dom didn't strip off his messy clothes and change he'd be in trouble. He was honestly surprised he hadn't been hosed down before being granted entrance to this safe haven of fabric and fluff. He was starting to realize maybe the fashion wasn't just carefully cultivated to hide his lover, maybe it really was just him and the older man was letting him see that.

He set to work undressing and trying to be careful not to drip. He was pretty sure everything had already dried but he didn't want to risk it. He didn't notice his partner getting into one of the boxes until he turned to see Col wearing one of his shirts and holding- oh fuck. A gift Tom had given him for his birthday. A picture of the two of them with the date written on the back. It was obviously his birthday because the other omega had tried to embarrass him with candles and balloons all around with the number printed in bold. It had happened only a month before they met. “Mostly twenty my ass. You're a baby.” The omega muttered but he didn't seem terribly upset.

“Ain't no difference between nineteen and twenty. Not really.” He tried to shrug. So what if he was closer to one than the other? It was just a bloody year. Not even. “Ain't gonna let you use it as a distraction to fight me. Put ya pants on and ‘and give me a shirt. We talking to ya bruv.”

Colson was insulted by how completely right his lover was, Dom didn't have to call him out like that. He set the picture aside to have it framed and stood to find the boy a top. “How about this?” He asked, pulling one of his tees out of a drawer and he held it up to display. The bastard of course just shrugged, it wasn't like he understood the difference on any of it. “I'm ashamed of you. I'm ashamed I've let you into my inner sanctum. You don't deserve it.”

Dom's brows furrowed. “Weird fing to call ya cunt.” Of course he was hit in the face with the top but he made his man laugh and that's all that mattered. “When I were a kid I always fhought when I could afford a Westwood I'd feel free.” He offered something true of himself. He'd always been a bit of a punk but his father of course wouldn't let him. It was too feminine. “Dad said Alpha's didn't dress like tha’.”

“Of course you think that's expensive. You're adorable, you know that?” Kells teased to keep the mood light but he took the tee back from Dom and moved to another drawer. The next thing he pulled out was a white top with a fake Mickey Mouse print. “Here, I have a few.” He tried not to focus on the way the kid looked at him, he was pretty sure there was an extra sheen to those jade eyes. When he caught a sniffle he stepped away, giving Dom a moment to himself as he found them both shorts.

The Alpha slipped the fabric over his head and looked in the mirror. He normally hated seeing himself but for once it felt… right. Especially when Col stepped up next to him. Was it possible for him to not hate himself now that he finally felt accepted? It could simply be the rush he always felt after a kill but he didn't think so. “I think it fits you. You're welcome to look around and use whatever. Just not when you-”

“Don't get anyfing messy, I know.” Dom laughed, taking the offered shorts and getting dressed before he took his mate's hand in his own. “You know ‘ey waiting for us. Come on. No matter wha’ I don't fink he'll tell anyone else. I won't let ‘im.” It was sobering to bring them back to reality but someone had to and both Tom and Collette were the type to drag them out if they lingered too long. After a moment Kells nodded. It had to work out either way. He just hoped it didn't end up in another mess.

The three others were already waiting in the living room when they entered, Mod trying to look calm but he was obviously anxious. The beta looked surprised to see Colson so dressed down and it made him realize it was the first time he'd let the man in his home. Fuck, how much had he held back to hide himself? Could he truly call anyone a friend? He hoped after they talked the other man would finally feel like one again but he'd understand if it was too much.

“Mod dear, may I ask what you think you heard?” Collette took control of the situation when no one else spoke. She hated seeing her boys so scared. It gave the pair a moment to get settled and Dom was pleased when Col stayed close.

“Nothing. I… I didn't hear anything. Please boss? I didn't hear anything you didn't want me to.” Well fuck if they were all that scared of him then he definitely didn't have any family. Just underlings.

“You heard me hitting on my mate. My Alpha mate.” Col tried to make himself explain.

“Not if you didn't want me to.”

“No Mod. Shit! I'm not gonna kill you. Would you calm the fuck down?”

“I might.” Dom offered and was swatted on the leg for his help.

“He won't either. You're like a brother to me. Hell, we grew up together. I've known you since I was thirteen!” His voice broke a little but he was more upset with himself than anyone else. He was starting to realize he was still letting his bastard father control him no matter how far away or how long he'd been without him. What image did his boys have of him? He'd always thought he and Mod were closer but maybe he should have thought twice. He hadn't even heard the guy call him by name since he took his role as the head of the family.

The beta shook where he sat and they didn't know if it was from fear or anger or both. It wasn't until tears welled in his eyes that Col realized it might even be from pain. “Obviously fucking not or you'd know you can trust me. With anything! But you don't. You never have.”

Kells swallowed hard and felt Dom squeeze his hand. They were sitting and touching almost everywhere on the couch and the Alpha was obviously fighting himself not to be too overprotective. “I haven't. I haven't let you know me at all and that's on me. You've never shown me anything but that you'd be cool with me. I- I'm sorry about that.”

Mod hadn't been looking at him but he finally did, the tension in him relaxing a little. “I'm fucking cool. You should know that shit already. I'm not a dick. When have I ever made it seem like I don't respect the fuck out of omegas?” There it was. The word that scared Colson his whole life. The title he'd fought so hard against for so long.

He couldn't help his own eyes misting but he tried to swallow the lump in his throat before it got worse. “You do. I know you do but they-”

“I'm not them Colson! I was friends with you, that's why I'm fucking here. I barely knew your dad and I don't like most of our damn job! I like that we save people but I never would have done this if not for you! So don't fucking lump me in with the rest of your gun toting buddies. You should have known you could trust me. I mean shit, I just wanted to smoke weed with my best friend and chill.”

They both laughed wetly at that. They'd met because Col used to sell pot for Travis. They'd bonded over music and spent most of their time together until Mod was just part of the gang. Literally. Kells didn't realize how much that bothered his brother and he vowed to work on that. If the man wanted to just stay back with Tom he'd get them set up with their own office. Maybe even start a rule no one had to carry if they didn't want to.

“So… mated huh?” The beta tried to change the subject and ease the heavy weight in the room. He'd always been good at calming the boss and helping him remember that he didn't always have to be on. He could relax and be himself too. It normally included good weed but he didn't smell it in the home anymore and he wasn't going to ask. He shouldn't. Shit he probably would.

“I'd say it was an accident but-” Col shrugged and leaned against his lover a little more.

“Technically yeah. You fucking bit me the day we met.” Dom teased, testing the waters of what was allowed with a gentle kiss to his mate's temple.

“Which was you coming to kill him right?” Oh so Tom had really filled him in.

“Well… yeah. But I fhought he were selling omegas. I didn't fink he'd be keeping me.”

“Oh you think I'm keeping you?” The omega huffed playfully. He couldn't let Dom get an ego or anything.

“Considering all I already did to claim yas yeah. I'd jus’ follow you if you tried to kick me out.” It was stated so matter of fact and Col knew it was true. He had done it already for weeks.

“Do you want help telling everyone else? I mean they're gonna find out anyway right?” Mod asked gently. “I mean hell I'm a beta and I can smell the difference on you.”

Colson glanced at his best friend and tried so hard not to glare. It was annoying when everyone else just sat back and watched him instead of speaking up. “We're not there yet.”

“But-”

“No. I can't let Megan find out. She's already trying to push me out.” Kells growled but the name of the bitch made that feeling start back in Dom's mind. What was it?

“I talked to her and convinced her I needed help.” Collette explained. “She thinks she's seducing a man who runs a gang near here. I told her it was someone we dealt with but that I thought he might be the one stealing from us. She thinks he's a rich fuck who wants what's ours when it's really one of my old friends. He'll let us know if she's really on our side or if she's trying to branch out.”

That soothed a lot of the stress in Col’s chest. If Megan was off taking care of that then at least he wouldn't have to deal with her for a while. “Thanks mom.”

“I told you I'm the brains here.” She smiled but none of them noticed that Dom had gone quiet.

The Alpha finally remembered what he had forgotten and he wasn't sure how to bring it up or even if he should. He wanted to be open with his lover but he knew this would upset him and he'd already been so hurt tonight. Megan knew. Somehow he'd been so enraged with her he hadn't caught it at the time or maybe he hadn't realized none of his mate's friends were supposed to know. She'd said it. Right to his face. She'd called Colson an omega. Oh fuck. “Cols… she knows.”

Kells turned wide eyes on his mate and almost pulled away. He made a conscious effort not to shut down but it was a near thing. “The fuck are you talking about?” His voice was flat because if he let any emotion out it might be terror. If she knew… she really had planned to assault him. She knew she could overpower him.

“Tha’ night, she uh… she said summat like ‘ask your omega'. She implied you fucked ‘er so I didn't wanna bring it up.”

“Ew no! That was the first fucking time we even kissed!”

“Tha' ain't saying much. You told me you don't like kissing.” Dom huffed softly but his lover was starting to shake.

“I never… I mean I've been fucked up around her before but I don't think… we-”

Mod cleared his throat and when they turned to look at him on the couch across from them his eyes looked full of worry. “I think you did, brother.” Even with all the fear building in him it felt good to the omega to hear that word again. He hadn't even realized how long it had been since he last felt like he had one.

“What… when?” Colson felt small and lost and he was thankful for the way Dom held him. It wasn't overwhelming, just an arm around his shoulders and a solid line of them touching from knee to ribs.

“I think you were fifteen. Remember your birthday party that year?” Mod offered.

“No.” Col choked on a noise that was almost a laugh but there was no amusement there.

“Yeah I didn't think so. Please know I wouldn't have let you go to bed with her. She was already eighteen and that felt gross to me. I mean to each their own but I wouldn't have fucked you.” Mod tried to make light. “You know how fucked up I was at the time so I figured we both blacked out that night but the next day I caught her sneaking out of your room. She just winked at me and left but you were still dead to the world and later when everyone acted like nothing had happened I just figured you didn't want to talk about it.”

“Fuck- I-” Colson's stomach rolled. He was starting to become accustomed to the nausea but it hit him as hard as it did when she tried for him. A second time? Or was there more? Dom gave him a worried look before discreetly tucking his warm palm under his shirt to rest over his inked belly. He wanted to snap at the Alpha but shit it helped.

“I'm sorry Col.” Mod sighed but of course it wasn't his fault.

“It wasn't on you. Just because you know now doesn't mean you can feel like you should have protected my ass. You just said you respected omegas, don't pull that shit. I'm still me.”

“Dude chill! I don't mean it cause you're omega, I mean cause you were a kid and I knew you'd been through shit. I'm your big brother asshole.” That shut Colson up because he did know Mod better than that. He was just scared and he hated it.

“Oh. Right.” He sighed, trying to release a little tension in his shoulders but he didn't know anything now. Had she always known? Had he fucked her or-

Dom gasped at how quickly his lover was up and off the couch and out of the room. He didn't even know where the man was heading until he heard the bathroom door slam. He hated that his partner was hurting and he couldn't fix it.

“Fair is fair.” Collette muttered softly and he looked back at her. He didn't think he was supposed to run after him. “He was a little jerk to me.” She grinned, happy for a moment in her memory before her face fell. “I hope he can learn to enjoy this time and accept it before he misses it all. I was terrified every day with him because I was so young and his father was…” She sighed. “I don't want him missing the good things. He'll be able to feel them before long.”

Dom shifted on his seat and his knee started bouncing. His hearing was so sensitive he could just make out his mate being sick. It made his need for revenge against the female Alpha burn in his veins but in this he wouldn't make a decision without Kells. “I'm trying.” He tried to soothe her worries but it scared him too. He couldn't fathom the pain Colson had been through as a boy and this might make him regress. He'd do anything he could to help.

When Col finally appeared again his shoulders were hunched and his hand was holding his stomach. Dom tried not to get excited because it looked more as if his mate was trying to hold himself together. “I'm sure it was fine at the time.” The omega huffed but even he barely believed it. Especially if that's when she found out what he was. He never allowed that. “She probably thought it was. It's whatever.”

“I believe it's time I should let you know what Mod and I found. Someone has been stealing from you for a long time. Not large sums but enough to make someone rich. Who is normally dealing with the buys?” Tom offered, but he wasn't truly changing the subject. He was trying to help his new friend see the truth. That woman had never been his friend.

“Can we all shut the fuck up for a minute? It's late and she's busy. Nothing is going to happen tonight. Mod, you're welcome to the couch. Tom, I hope you enjoy your new room. Dom?” He waited until his lover met his gaze. “Get the fuck in bed?”

“Right.” The Alpha barely even looked at anyone else before he jumped off the sofa to follow his man's needs.

“Mom? Love you. Be good.” He tried to be stern but she just grinned as he kissed her cheek. Colson was shocked when Mod stood up and held out his arms. He didn't force a hug but Kells was happy to accept it. He couldn't even remember the last time they fist bumped for fucks sake.

“You're doing good kid. I'm proud of you.” The beta whispered against his neck and Col had to fight back the burn in his eyes.

“Don't linger too long. You know who's waiting for him.” Tom joked, tugging on the edge of Mod’s shirt and it made the man jump. The other omega always found it hilarious to watch people be so scared of his best friend. “Come. You can help me unpack.” He offered when the pair stopped hugging and Colson watched as the photographer walked off, putting his hair in a messy bun. He just expected Mod to follow and of course he did.

“You might have competition on cutest couple soon” Collette joked with her son who just laughed wetly and hugged her close without words. “I'm not who you need right now. Don't worry, I'm not offended. That boy loves you both so much.”

“Mom-”

“No Colson. You listen to me.” She huffed, cupping his cheeks so he couldn't look away. He was a giant now but she still saw her little boy that went through terrible pain and loss. “This isn't that. They-” She paused and dropped one hand to rest over his still flat stomach. “They aren't the same. It's okay to be terrified, that won't ever go away. Hell it's been almost thirty years and I'm still always scared for you. But it's alright to be happy too. I can't promise it'll be okay but you're ready now.”

“I'm n-”

She cut him off. “You are the bravest man I know and yes the fuck you are. I'm not trying to hurt you, I never would. But your bond starts now. All three of you.” He didn't try and respond but he squeezed her close before disengaging and heading to bed.

Dom had heard every word but he didn't show it, he just held up the blankets like Colson did for him and the omega collapsed next to him. They didn't speak, they didn't need to and both of them were a little too overwhelmed. Kells just turned around to face the wall and fit himself against his lover's chest. He took the Alpha's hand and pressed it against his stomach, he wasn't admitting anything. Not yet. But it was warm and soft and he knew it made the boy happy. Besides, it was comforting as fuck.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤

This was a bit of a heavy chapter but it had to be to mix in a little plot. I tried to keep them joking around too though so it didn't get too dark. I don't know why I love Tod (Tom/Mod) but it's so cute. There might be a time skip now since we covered so much of a few days. Hopefully Kells feels better. I hope you're enjoying it 💣🖤

[throne-for-queens]

if I am not mistaken, i BELIEVE Richard Colson was the name his father, RIP, gave him after a relative. There is a chance this relative might be his father's twin brother, no idea if this k.'s supposed uncle is alive. And APPARENTLY since they already had a Richard, I ASSUME, they always called him as Colson, which is supposed to be the second name of the men in his family. Getting last son movie vibes anyways. He's probably the last Colson of his family. Bridget Vev (Ashleigh mom) supposedly said in her private facebook page his daughter does not have Colson has her second name, she also said Emma Cannon was not his baby moms name.

He legally must have gotten rid of it in his early to mid 20s. His former full name was probably (LET ME ASSUME HERE AGAIN) the reason he always went by MACHINE GUN KELLY in the early 10s when he had to do TV gigs. He embraced Colson Baker or just Colson as his public name during the Hotel Diablo era. Making that album must have been healing.

I know he always says he never got his driving licence (i think he did get it but he had it taken away for some reason). But if you are willing to go down the memory lanes, you can check yourself, he might still have this old facebook post (he already was in his 20s) where he shows the driving licence he just got and with his hands, he's hiding both of his private information and what seems the first name Richard.

Well, not having a driving licence never stopped him anyways 😭😂. He probably still drives without it now and he always drove his father black truck around Cleveland, especially after his dad left for Kenya(?) after kells turned 18.

Only one I could find, but I'll continue to call him Richard when he's in trouble 😂

[ooofaitooo]

7 Examples Of Male Celebrities That Are Into Astrology That Proves Its Not Just For Woman

Many people like to say "if you are a man you can possibly believe in astrology" now despite being widespread in this article I'll be showing why that's just as newer generation stereotype and has no truth had all to it, Astrology goes back to 2,500 and it was actually men that discovered,

Newer generation of people would unfortunately not have a glue at all, They're just stinky to me, Because this type of behavior is no where near human or what humans intended to be, smart.

Please note a huge chunk of early astrology development in the western world was carried out by men but fast forward to modern days it appears some people have forgotten history you can read this here

1: Vin Diesel

Vin Diesel has expressed a interest in astrology, emphasizing its relevance in understanding oneself and others. He considers astrology an insightful tool for self-awareness and personal development.

In interviews, Diesel has mentioned the significance of his own astrological signs—Cancer Sun and Sagittarius Moon—and how these placements resonate with his personality traits, such as his nurturing nature and adventurous spirit.

He sees astrology as a way to explore deeper connections with people and navigate relationships more effectively as his mother was an astrologer.

You can watch the interview here

2: Andrew Garfield

Andrew Garfield has openly expressed his interest in astrology, even incorporating it into conversations during interviews. He identifies as a Leo and often brings up astrological signs when discussing relationships and interactions with others. For instance, he has humorously referred to himself as the “father of the zodiac” alongside his co-star Gil Birmingham, who is a Cancer.

His enthusiastic approach has resonated with fans, helping to destigmatize discussions about astrology among men.

You can also watch this interview where he mentioned Astrology Here.

3: Gunna

Gunna has shown a notable interest in astrology, particularly through the launch of his horoscope reading service called “Wunnascope.” This initiative coincided with the release of his album WUNNA and reflects his desire to connect with fans on a more personal level through astrological insights.

He collaborates with a social media clairvoyant known as The Hood Healer to provide fans with general horoscopes and deeper natal chart readings,

Not to mention Gunna also made his 2020 album "Wunna" with an astrological theme cover which features his astrological birth chart.

More info here by this youtuber

4: Chester Bennington

Chester Bennington’s Aries tattoo features flames, which symbolize his fiery Aries traits and personality. Born on March 20, he straddles the line between Pisces and Aries, and the flames represent the fiery nature often associated with Aries individuals.

This tattoo reflects his passionate and intense character, which is characteristic of both his zodiac sign and his powerful music career. Additionally, he has a koi tattoo on his left shoulder that represents his Pisces side, showcasing his duality and connection to both signs

. Bennington was known for his deep connection to astrology and often expressed interest in his astrological influences. His tattoo choices, particularly the flames representing Aries, signify a personal identity tied to his zodiac sign, adding a layer of meaning to his self-expression through body art.

Interview here

5: Tupac

Machine Gun Kelly (MGK), born Richard Colson Baker on April 22, 1990, has shown a notable interest in astrology, often reflecting on his own birth chart and how it informs his personality and creative expression. With a Taurus Sun, Pisces Moon, and Gemini Ascendant, his chart indicates a blend of earthiness, emotional depth, and sociability .

MGK’s astrological influences manifest in his artistic approach and personal life. His Taurus Sun lends him a grounded nature and a love for comfort, while the emotional sensitivity of his Pisces Moon contributes to his introspective lyrics and empathetic persona. The Gemini Ascendant enhances his charm and ability to connect with audiences

Watch here

6: MGK

Machine Gun Kelly (MGK), born Richard Colson Baker on April 22, 1990, has shown a notable interest in astrology, often reflecting on his own birth chart and how it informs his personality and creative expression. With a Taurus Sun, Pisces Moon, and Gemini Ascendant, his chart indicates a blend of earthiness, emotional depth, and sociability .

MGK’s astrological influences manifest in his artistic approach and personal life. His Taurus Sun lends him a grounded nature and a love for comfort, while the emotional sensitivity of his Pisces Moon contributes to his introspective lyrics and empathetic persona. The Gemini Ascendant enhances his charm and ability to connect with audiences

Watch here

In wrapping up, it’s clear that astrology isn’t just a woman’s domain; it’s a universal tool for everyone seeking deeper understanding. While it has often been portrayed as a feminine interest, the wisdom of the stars is accessible to all,

Everyone has a soul, everyone has a personality so stop gatekeeping personality or spiritual systems in general, keep up with others to be illogical isn't cool, following everything science says may seem logical but don't be misguided.

[jessthetea]

Do you know what I think?

I think Jamie's mom left that question about Jess' connection to Liam because Jamie's mom knows exactly Jess was never Liam's agent.

I have a feeling that Jamie told his mom everything about Jess' behavior so his mom decided to publicly ask Jess about her imaginary work with Liam.

I can't believe that in all this time Jamie was with Jess his mother never asked her about her job &/or what exactly she did for a living. And I don't believe that Jess is so smart that she could persuade Jamie's parents that she was some kind of successful businesswoman to keep them blinded for years.

That’s definitely a possibility, but I also think it’s likely that Jamie may have only mentioned Jess in passing, if he even mentioned her at all. It’s strange that they went on that trip together last year, he’s practically ghosted her all year, and yet somehow his mom had no idea she “worked” with Liam. I mean, come on—if they were on a trip together, at some point you’d think the topic of what Jess does for work would come up, and she’d be quick to name-drop. Liam’s name is right there on her website, along with others like Machine Gun Kelly and Justine Skye, so you know Jess would have thrown those names around if she had the chance.

Jess was at Jamie’s house with his family over Christmas (there’s that picture of him with his mom in the kitchen), then she went on a multi-day ski trip with them. Yet, after what—three years of dating?—his mother still didn’t know Jess had “worked” with Liam, had never looked at her website, or had never spent enough time with Jess to hear her talk about her career and her so-called client list?

And don’t Jamie’s parents have connections of their own? It wouldn’t be hard for them to find out more about Jess if they wanted to. Maybe Jamie’s mom left that comment on purpose, but if not, it’s really odd that she seems to know so little about Jess or hasn’t bothered to check out her background in all this time. It all points to Jamie keeping Jess—and information about her—at a pretty big distance from his family.

[jess-moloney1]

She's been stalking Machine Gun Kelly somewhere before 2018 then she hooked up with Liam Payne in 2018 then got Jamie to her trap in 2021. Shit she was planning cruelty

I know. Hopefully one day more and more people will realize what she's doing and would share this information about her. It's really cruel what she's doing and it will be hard to get rid of her for good but not impossible. If only all this information would spread wider, more people could find it more easily and share it. And when Jamie is finally done with her maybe Jess would have gained a certain reputation. That could prevent other men to not fall into her trap in the future.

[forever1kay]

[chapter five: tickets to my downfall]

summary: in which things start to go wrong very quickly.

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You stand from your car and smooth your hands over your outfit before shutting the door and walking up to the front door of the music store.

The moment you walk in, you’re immediately riveted by the many eras of music staring back at you.

Music boxes, record players, walkmans…

“Whoa! An iPod touch!”

And right when you reach out to touch it-

“Please, no touching the electronics unless you plan on buying.” A shaky voice speaks from behind you.

“Oops, sorry.” You apologize sincerely, quickly retracting your hand and turning to face the old woman. “Are you Maura Wilkerson?”

“I suppose I am.” The woman responds. “And you are?”

“Y/L/N Y/N!” You answer eagerly. “I’m here for an internship starting today!”

“Oh, Ms. Y/l/n.” Maura smiles softly. “You’re early by thirty minutes.”

You nod, shifting in your place nervously. “I was very excited.”

Maura chuckles. “I can tell.“

“When do we start?”

“We’ll start as soon as the other young lady arrives.”

“Someone else will be here?”

“Yes, dear. Will that be a problem?”

“Oh, no ma’am! I was just under the impression that I’d be the only one interning here.”

“You were but another venue had one too many candidates and needed to switch someone out.”

“Okay I understand.”

“For now,” Maura reaches her arm towards you. “Let me show you to the booth.”

You nod enthusiastically and join arms with her. The two of you proceed to the recording studio in the store's back section. Her words fall onto deaf ears as you seat yourself and take in the beauty of the place and the opportunity.

Maura looks at you knowingly. “Ms. Y/l/n?”

“Oh!” You shake your head rapidly, pulling yourself from your reverie. “I’m so sorry, Ms. Wilkerson. Can you please repeat that? I was a little distracted.”

“No worries, sweet pea.” Maura speaks, taking a seat next to you. “You seem to have quite a knack for music.”

You smile politely. “Yes, ma’am. I’ve loved music for as long as I can remember.”

“What’s your favorite genre?” She asks.

“I like R&B.” You answer honestly. “I read that this music shop has been in your family for generations. Are you here because you have to be? Or do you love music as well?”

Maura looks down. “That’s a very heavy question, dear.”

Your eyes widen. “Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to offend you, I just-“

“I’m not offended, I’m just not sure how to answer. I like music, but I think I’d like to be somewhere else for the rest of my days.” Maura gestures to herself. “I’m not getting any younger.”

“How long have you worked here?” You ask curiously.

“I took over from my father when I was nineteen. He had gotten sick and couldn’t run it anymore.” Maura smiles sadly, avoiding your brown eyes. “Now my granddaughter Lana and my husband Bert help me when they can.”

You frown. “I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

“Life isn’t always easy.” Maura stands up from her seat and grabs her cane. “Now, please don’t touch anything until I get back with Keiko.”

You smile as she leaves the room. “Yes ma’am.”

You struggle internally for nearly four minutes, willing yourself not to touch anything before deciding that no one would notice if you did.

You reach over to touch the buttons on the panel when Maura saunters back in.

She gasps. “Y/n!”

You flinch, jumping back and taking your seat.

You frown in embarrassment. “Sorry, Maura.”

She chuckles. “You are going to send me into an early grave, aren’t you?”

You scratch the back of your next sheepishly. “I will try my hardest to not cause that problem.”

Maura chuckles before handing you a small card with your information on it. You look up at her in confusion.

“That’s your key card. You’ll need it to enter the booth and to access the registers.”

“Thank you, Maura.” You smile in appreciation. “Is Keiko here?”

“About that…” She sighs. “I read the paper wrong. No one named Keiko will be attending.”

You shrug. “That’s no problem. Whoever they are, I’m sure they’ll be lovely.”

“I’m glad you think so! His school is the main rival of your school. Maybe the two of you might know each other?”

You feel your heart drop into your ass. “Do you know what his name is?”

“Why yes I do. The paper says his name is-”

A knock on the door and the steady footfall of two big feet entering the room cut short Maura's monologue. You immediately turn to face the intruder, but his eyes are only on Maura.

“Excuse me, miss. I’m Tsukishima Kei and I’m here for the internship.”

Despite the fact that he is standing in front of you, you make every effort to convince yourself that you are dreaming. You tune out the rest of their introductions and get lost in thought until Maura mentions you.

“…and you may know Y/n? I heard that her school is rivals with yours.”

When Tsukishima finally turns his head to look at you, your heart drops past your feet and lodges itself six feet under.

“I know of Y/n.” Tsukishima admits. “We were at a group event together not too long ago.”

“Well this internship will surely bring you two closer since it doesn’t seem like you are already. Why don’t you two get to know one another while I go make a new key card?” She raises an eye to Tsukishima. “You can have my seat.”

Tsukishima smiles politely at the little old woman and thanks her for her kindness. When she leaves the room, he glances in your direction and you swear you can see embers in his eyes. After giving him a fake smile and a forced laugh, you whip out your phone and immediately open the group chat.

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[propainfuture]

Marvel Characters Theme Songs: Part 1 - Songs

ALMOST ENTIRELY MCU CHARACTERS

(Again, I get most of my information from fanfictions, wikis, and videos, not straight from the comics)

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Tony Stark: "Bleeding Out" - Imagine Dragons

Steve Rogers: "Mr. Brightside" - The Killers

Peter Parker: "Stronger Than Ever" - Raleigh Ritchie

Thor Odinson: "Home" - X Ambassadors, Bebe Rexha, and Machine Gun Kelly

Clint Barton: "SING" - My Chemical Romance

Natasha Romanoff: "Try" - P!NK

Bruce Banner: "Animal I Have Become" - Three Days Grace

Wanda Maximoff: "Barbies" - P!NK

Carol Danvers: "Starman" - David Bowie

Bucky Barnes: "My Demons" - Starset

James Rhodes: "Ain't Gonna Die Tonight" - Macklemore (Ft. Eric Nally)

Stephen Strange: "Wake Me Up" - Avicii

Pepper Potts: "Me, Myself, and I" - G*Eazy (Ft. Bebe Rexha)

Peter Quill: "Dancing In The Dark" - Bruce Springsteen

Scott Lang: "Let You Down" - Peking Duk

Vision: "To Be Human" - Sia (Ft. Labrinth)

Sam Wilson: "Human" - Rag 'n' Bone Man

Pietro Maximoff: "Pompeii" - Bastille

Wade Wilson: "C'Mon" - Ke$ha

Mantis: "Shooting Star" - Owl City

Nebula: "Gasoline" - Halsey

Gamora: "Rise" - Katy Perry

Drax: "Believer" - Imagine Dragons

Groot: "I Can See Clearly Now" - Jimmy Cliff

Rocket: "Courtesy Call" - Thousand Foot Krutch

T'Challa: "Lion" - Hollywood Undead

Shuri: "Paper Planes" - M.I.A.

Loki Laufeyson: "Monster" - Imagine Dragons

Yelena Belova: "Here We Go" - Chris Classic

Phil Coulson: "Tragic Endings" - Eminem (Ft. Skylar Hill)

Maria Hill: "I Won't Back Down" - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Nick Fury: "The Phoenix" - Fall Out Boy

Gwen Stacy: "100 Bad Days" - AJR

MJ Watson: "Heart Full of Scars" - Rebecca Black

Harry Osborn: "Fences" - Paramore

Miles Morales: "Sunflower" - Post Malone & Swae Lee

Betty Brant: "Wish" - Trippie Redd

Glory Grant: "All of My Favorite Songs" - Weezer

Felicia Hardy: "GRRRLS" - AViVA

Ganke Lee: "Luv(sic)" - Nujabes (Ft. Shing02)

Michelle Jones: "Red Roses" - Lil Skies (Ft. Landon Cube)

Ned Leeds: "Good Day" - Jax Anderson (Ft. Curtis Roach & Mister Wives)

[musiccats2010]

Other Blogs🎮:

My girlfriends blogs🎮:

🐾@tincel-cat

🐾@southpark-art

🐾@campcamp-sold-au

🐾 (Sorry evie cant remember the rest)

About me🎮:

🎸Name/s: Maya/Amelia

🎸Pronoun/s: She/They

🎸 Dislikes: Stereotypes, racists, homophobes and sexists

🎸My favorite show/anime: Inuyasha, Hype House (only on netflix), F.R.I.E.D.S, and south park

🎸My favorite Movie: Edward Scissorhands, The shining, Fnaf the movie, BirdBox ect.

🎸My favourite animal/s: Fox, panda and red panda

🎸My favorite artist/bands: YUNGBLUD, Machine Gun Kelly, jxdn (jaden Hossler, im not sure if her has changed his stage name back to the original one or not), Maggie Lindermann, and My Chemical Romance

Extra information🎮:

🎸Extra: I have had 15-20 goldfish, 2 cats and 4 dogs (including the 2 now), I am a paragirl, and I am heteroflexible, and my girlfriend is @tincel-cat

Credits to @tincel-cat for the idea!

[jess-moloney]

Jess Moloney claims to be in celebrity management, that it's her full-time occupation but the evidence to support that claim is severely lacking. If you were to look at her website you would note the failure to have any professional quality anything compared to more legitimate websites. For example, you can look at the website of Donna Management where she worked prior to having her own company. If you were to compare these two websites side by side you would see that Jess has little to no idea how to present a management website of her own, which is odd, considering she was the director of a successful management company for a little over a year before leaving.

The majority of the clients Jess lists on her current management website were clients that she worked with directly when she was with Donna Management. It is unclear if she went on to continue representing them after she left and established her own company or if she's attributing work she did at Donna Management to her own company to appear more successful. For example: When she mentions representing Machine Gun Kelly, she actually did that when she was working at Donna Management. There is no evidence to support that she ever managed him after she left or currently has anything to do with managing him. The same can be said about Vivienne Westwood, Millie Mackintosh, Naomi Shimada, and Justine Skye (among others).

Whatever the case may be, public information shows that Jess has not updated her management website since 2019. Yet she still continues to file the company as a business in the UK and still continues to claim this job title when it's doubtful she has any clients at all if she's not even bothering to update her website. Legitimate management websites don't just list random names of celebrities, claiming to have managed them. They have profiles, photos, and other clients listed as well as examples of what they do as a management company and ways to hire them. Jess has none of these and very little evidence to support she's helped many of these people that she has claimed to manage (independently). It's safe to assume when she worked at Donna Management she worked with a team of people.

Since this is the case, it's also safe to assume that Jess believed when she left Donna Management to start her own company she was going to take all of these high-profile clients with her. Something known as poaching, which is extremely unethical for anyone in business to be doing. She even admitted herself that you do not need an education to do what she does:

"You don’t have to go to university to do what I do." -Jess Moloney on Celebrity Management and running her own business [Source].

This would show that she doesn't have a formal education in business, management, or accounting. She just started this business on a whim because she had the money and she had some reason to believe she would be successful. Perhaps, as stated, that her high-profile clients at Donna Management would all just follow her to her company and, somehow, completely by herself, she'd be able to handle all of them. It very obviously did not work out that way.

Considering her very shaky history with Ice Studios and what she actually does for them as an occupation, it's questionable how she got work at Donna Management in the first place, why she was promoted to director, and why she only spent a year in that position before deciding to start her own company only to stop doing anything for it in 2019 when she stopped updating her website.

Theoretically, the lack of updating her website would show she has no need to update it because she had no active clients. She did not start promoting anything for Ice Studios on her IG account until 2021 which is the first time I can find any usage of the hashtag for promotion (on a post that seemingly had nothing to do with the studios). This would indicate that she hasn't had any sort of clients, officially, for a number of years, and the "work" she is getting is fabricated or out of pity, handed to her by some people she already happens to know.

This is all the information currently known about Jess and her role in celebrity management. If anything else is found out it will be added to this post.

[chaoticgremlinwholikescheese]

For memorial day, I want to remember my veterans (the veterans I researched). I'm going to put their names and one fact that stuck with me below.

Arthur Clifford Kimber - He named all three of the planes he flew after his best friend Nick.

Hiram Baker Fisher J.r - He died two days before being comissioned.

Fritz Barkan J.r. - He left behind a wife named Elizabeth Reynolds.

William M. Bassett - He was a theater techie, and had a patent for a dolly system.

Howard D. Benson - He was an athlete and part of the student government.

Jack W. Bleasdale - He did theater in highschool. He died in a POW camp, leaving behind a wife named Ellaoise.

Russell V. Braga - The last news his family received was from his friend saying they had been separated during battle in Iwo Jima.

Julian G. Burnette J.r. - He was only 22 when he died.

Samuel L. Carson - He wrote home on the day he died that his orders to come home had finally come through.

Bernard J. Casaurang - He was president of the high school glee club and worked as an actor.

William A. Cashin - He died while in pilot training.

Harvey B. Clarke - He was a cheerleader, star athlete, and popular guy in highschool. He worked as a figher fighter.

Deane P. Clementson - His plane had been damaged on a past mission. Nevertheless he and his crew accepted another mission, which would be his last.

Frederick B. Cooley - He did boxing.

George B. Culiver - He was killed at Anzio. I don't have much information on him, which saddens me.

Norman B. Dahlin - He worked as a medical administrative corps officer before joining the airforce.

J.R. (Frank) Dally - He graduated in 1944. I don't have much information on him either.

Albert D. Davies - He fought in India and Africa. He was killed in a transport plane crash in the US after coming home.

Morian C. Deal - He worked as a butcher with his father at their family butchery.

Phillip S. Doty - He died of severe burns. He suffered for several months before dying.

Henry Howard Estes - He was listed as missing before being declared KIA

Glen D. Faris - He was part of the royal canadian air force. He was only 19 when he died.

James R. Field - He died as a POW of preventable illnesses.

John D. Fredericks III - He was a huge part of highschool student government. He was killed by machine gun fire.

George E. Fuchs - He was a star football player in high school. He had a really nice smile.

Thomas D. Gorman - Notice of his death arrived only a few days after both his brother and father were released from the military.

Robert W. Griggs J.r. - He was part of an acapella group and worked as an actor.

William R. Gunther - He was a star basketball player.

Alvin W. Harroun - He went to Stanford University and was part of Delta Upsilon fraternity.

Bryson R. Hills - His plane was called ‘The Flaming Mayme’.

Michael K. Hite - He was part of the marines. I know very little about him.

Robert C. Hoffman - I don't know anything about Robert besides his name. I wish I knew more.

Theodore B. Holmes - He had a daughter named Carolyn who was almost two when he died.

William H. Houston - He worked as a medic in the airforce.

Jack E. Howell - He wanted to be a pediatrician.

Paul H. Jungermann - He was a physical therapist and managed two floors of the hospital he worked in.

Donald A. Kelly - He worked with amphibious vehicles (ducks). He was killed in a car crash.

Lowell F. Kuehnle - He was listed as missing in action before being declared KIA.

Emil H. Kunz - He was an aviation teacher.

Wilbur C. Lauridsen - He was part of the Palo Alto amatauer radio association, and they still celebrate his life.

Adelbert (Jack) Lawrence - He played basketball and was in the glee club.

Norton Le Goullon - He had four siblings.

Sidney Levy Jr. - He was a Sea Scout and an air raid messenger.

Andrew E. Lincoln - He was a sea scout. He was only 18 when he died.

William L. Longmire - He was a POW and died of preventable illnesses.

Herbert C. Love - He was killed in Normandy after D-Day.

Louis M. Love - He was a thespian. He was ranked number one in an aviation class of 2500 cadets.

Wendell H. Marlowe - He was killed on Christmas.

Phil E. Mattingly - His family held out hope for years that he was still alive despite being MIA. He was declared dead in 1946.

Virginia Ruth Mayer - Her mother worked as a nurse during WWI, and Virginia followed in her footsteps.

Robert V. Mitchell - I don't know much about his life. In his photos, he looks kind.

William H. Moody - He went by Howie.

Eugene L. Morgan - He has the same birthday as me. He was born 7/17/1917

Hugh H. Morris - He was a swimmer.

Karl E. Miller - He died of dysentery as a POW.

William C. Muldoon - He was executed with his crew when they crashed in enemy territory.

Margaret N. Neubauer - She was born in Santiago, Chile

David J. Nolan - He worked as an actor.

Charles A. Norby - His plane was called ‘Shack Rat’. He was murdered in cold blood by a Nazi soldier after he became a German POW.

Frederick H. Palmer - His plane was named the ‘Wing Dinger’.

Harold H. Piggott - He was popular in highschool and had the affectionate nickname 'Piggy'.

Durham W. Porter Jr. - He was a boy scout.

Forrest Wayne Reeves Jr - He was a civilian construction worker on a military base when he was killed.

Robert H. Reeves - When he died, he left behind a 13 month old son.

Alfred J. Siverstein - He majored in art during college. He went by the nickname 'Bud'.

Robert E. Slater - He was on the USS Bonefish, a submarine which still has not been found.

Carl W. Stuke Jr. - He lived in Chile for a while.

Donald J. Stuke - He is buried next to his brother Carl.

Lyle A. Taggart - In high school, He was voted most popular guy in 1939, as well as best dancer (boy).

James F. Taylor - I know nothing about him besides his name. I hope his family remembers him.

Arthur D. Wagner - He was a mathematics major in college.

Andrew G. Webb - He was an actor and a star basketball player in high school.

Howard C. Weller - He was part of his high school choir, and came back to sing with them while he was on military leave.

John Austin Widsteen - His body was not identified and he was not formerly buried until six decades after his death.

Frederick M. Yamamoto - He was so loved and respected. He was smart, dedicated, and died fighting for a country that didn't fight for him.

Albert T. Lavers Jr. - When he died, he left behind a 3 year old daughter named Suzanne.

Marcus Paul Merner - He played guitar.

William Henry Suffern Jr. -  He graduated from Paly in 1947.

Brian Adam - He was an artist.

Billie M. Bedsworth - He lost his life saving his friend. The comments on his memorial page show that he was so loved.

Arthur F. Gleim Jr. - He was part of the sound crew, audio visual club, and audio visual crew in high school.

Roger C. Hallberg - His family is still looking for closure to this day. He was last seen wearing a wrist watch and his wedding ring.

Barry ‘Buck’ Dean Kingman - He was a stand up guy. Everyone I've spoken to about him adored him. He could have done so much if his life wasn't taken during a war he didn't believe him.

Richard Arlan Stone - He was killed when he stayed behind to protect wounded soldiers.

Thomas L. Vendelin - He wanted to be the greatest drummer the world had ever seen.

If you'd like to read more about any of these people, feel free to read the (unedited) book!

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Witches, Bitches, and Beasts

Not Natural ✨ The Devil's Trap ✨ Holy Water ✨ The Demon's Altar ✨ Midnight Meeting ✨ The Hunter's Trap ✨ Sharp Secrets and Bloody Blades ✨ A Hunter's Beast Tamed ✨ No Chick Flick Moments

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: SPN inspired, ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), demon Kells, hunter Dom, threats, secrets revealed, Tom being Tom, magic, drug use, showing off, fighting, threats with a weapon, choking (not the fun kind), drastic misuse of prayer, talks of mpreg, curses, talks of infertility, mentions of voyeurism, PTSD, physical attack, implication of physical attacks being foreplay, grinding, dry humping, needy boys, finally opening up, mentions of abuse and possible rape (his parents long ago not them but still be safe), boys not so secretly in love ⚰️ rating: mature

When Dom returned to an empty car he was surprised but honestly not too annoyed. He'd been through and learned a lot he probably should have already realized and he was exhausted. His brain was buzzing with too much information and voices he couldn't quiet but Tallulah always relaxed him. "Fine Kells. I'll see you in the next 'otel. If I let you in."

Kells grumbled at Dom's voice in his head but he couldn't hide a smile. He shouldn't have been able to hear the boy's voice like a prayer but maybe it was just the blood they shared. They'd exchanged every bodily fluid almost and he hoped it wouldn't be long for the rest- that was all that was locking their minds together. That was it. The forest he found himself in was thick but he could hear the man cursing and he followed the sound mixed with… was Tom chopping wood or bodies?

"Brat child. I don't know why I try. Fucking-" It was mostly curses and insults hurled at the demon's lover but he could tell it was all from worry. He didn't know if he was there to calm the fear or scare him off completely but he'd figure it out as he went.

"Nice wards you got. I'm guessing you're the witch who taught Dom everything?" The beast asked as he found the man in a clearing. Tom jumped and whirled around with his axe raised but Kells caught it by the blade and pulled it from his hands. He tossed it away as if it were no heavier than a table knife but the witch wasn't impressed in the least. Just annoyed with him for interrupting.

"Obviously you're not just a demon or you wouldn't have made it through. What the hell are you? What are you doing with my Dom?" He huffed, tying his hair back in a messy bun.

"Aw, is this the 'what are your intentions with my boy' talk? Yeah, fuck that. You're as much monster as I am by this point. Some of the magic here hasn't been taught in centuries." Kells snarked back, crossing his arms over his chest. He could feel it in the air around them, scent it in the soil under their feet. Whatever the witch knew was ancient- wisdom or not.

"Perhaps I just had a good teacher." Tom hummed, putting his hands on his hips like some angry mother about to scold him. He even had the frazzled whisps of hair escaping to frame his stern face.

"I think you just look good for your age."

The witch scoffed and turned to magically move the wood to the pile next to his cottage. Cabin. Kells wasn't sure but he was confused why he would cut the trees like a human if he was just going to use his powers on the rest. Maybe it was stress management, if so he needed a few more chops. "I could say the same for you. So, we've got that out of the way. We're old as fuck. I'm a witch, now it's your turn."

The devil glared and offered some help, snapping his fingers to move all the pieces at once. Maybe he was still trying to show off, he wasn't sure. "You know what I am. Garden variety demon."

"Oh please, even if you were only a demon it wouldn't be garden variety. You're stronger than a prince of hell but it's because you're not just from hell. You were never human. You haven't died. You teleport but you don't smoke out. You can heal."

"Oooh, big fan, huh? Is that why you're so upset with Dom? No offense, you're cute and all but not my type." He joked. He wasn't weirded out exactly but he didn't like anyone knowing so much about him.

"No, you just like whatever your father likes." Tom threw out the truth like holy water and Kells couldn't help but growl at the burn. His eyes flashed their true form as the sky darkened above them. "There you are. Nephalem. I've never actually seen one. Can't even get your wings up can you?"

The demon cursed, summoning a blade to his hand as he teleported closer to the witch. He couldn't kill him though, it would hurt his lover too much. He refused to damage Dom like his father had, he wouldn't steal the last of his family even if it meant the boy finding out and leaving him. He swallowed a scream and his power, throwing the blade to the ground. As he felt his gaze bleed back to human Tom furrowed his brows. If he didn't know better he'd think he'd finally impressed the bastard. "I don't have any. There's not a fucking drop of angel in me. Please? Not enough to count. No one can know."

The witch looked him over, he didn't mean to let the devil shake him so badly but it was… such a real moment to see. He could have easily tried to kill him but instead he was calm- if a little desperate, and pleading with him? "He won't hate you. If anything he can help you I believe. You healed him, didn't you? And you can hear his prayers to you? He's already helping you. Let him." Damn. He hadn't meant to show kindness to the monster but he was seeing something he hadn't expected. "You love him."

"Shut the fuck up! Ew. I don't- I'm not- you love him." It was said with all the strength and tone of a little sibling loosing to an older brother bully. He hated the feeling of a failed burn.

Tom's brow went up so slowly it almost looked painful. "My mistake earlier. You're actually five. Of course I love him, but not in the way you do. You don't want him going after Astaroth, do you?"

"Fuck no! I want to keep him safe!" Kells grumbled as he took a seat on the left over stump.

"Careful, that'll grow back soon. It's spelled. I recycle." Tom didn't know why he spoke up, the thought of the demon being surprise impaled made him want to laugh but it might take a bit to heal and he'd never hear the end of it from Dominic.

The devil almost laughed as he ran a hand down his face. Of course he recycled. "I just needed his help. The Colt is hidden away and you have to be at least mostly human to find it. Those fuckers rebuilt it but hid it. I was just going to get his help that far and then take over. Originally I thought he might could come with me, he deserves his revenge too but-" He buried his face in his hands and muffled an exasperated scream. "I want him safe. Everything got messy." It was the bittersweet truth and he didn't know why it bothered him but it was getting worse by the day.

A scent hit his nose and he dropped his hands to find a joint being offered in front of his face. He took it gratefully and breathed deep, holding it in as the witch watched him. "You have to tell him. Everything. What you are, who your father is, all of it. He deserves better."

"I know he does." The beast sighed out before taking one more hit and passing it back. He watched as Tom took a drag before he commented. "I really didn't think there was any angel in me before I healed him but then I knotted him and-"

"You fucking what?!" Tom shouted so loud the forest went silent and then he choked on the smoke, coughing and flicking the lit end to land on the demon's arm. It bounced and landed on the ground and he waved his hand to remove it before something caught on fire. Just to make a slightly good impression he summoned a glass of water for the witch.

"Don't die. What the fuck dude?" He asked. Tom took it from him and downed half the glass before glaring a moment and splashing the rest in the monster's face. "Anyone ever told you you're a bit dramatic?"

"Go. Talk to him. Tell him EVERYTHING! Think about what the fuck you just said. Tell him if he wants to kill you I'll help him bury the body."

"Yeah. Dramatic."

"Just talk to him and bring him here. Are you really so dense? Think about it Kells, your father cursed Dom for himself. Why wouldn't you work as well?" Tom spoke as if talking to a child. He didn't understand how someone older than him was so bloody daft.

"Chill, I literally can't- um... do what you're worried about." He didn't even want to say the words. He wasn't sure if it was out of pain or fear but he'd always had trouble talking about it. He wasn't even sure why he was spilling his guts to Tom but maybe it was to make sure he wouldn't stop them from being together. Dom was his. "A Hunter thought I was my dad and cursed me. I guess they had a drop of his blood for the summoning but maybe I was closer… I don't know. I was pulled into the trap and fixed... basically. Magically. I can't… Yeah I don't think it works. Don't worry."

"Oh." Tom sighed as if all the breath was knocked out of him. His stomach hurt at the tone of the devil's voice and he couldn't help wondering if he knew the Hunter in question. He'd been around for a long time. "I- I'm sorry. That's not fair. Maybe I can help you reverse it? If you want. Someday. I still think you should tell Dom everything."

"Is that- are you being nice to me Tommy?" Kells gave his patent Cheshire grin but it didn't reach his eyes. "Yeah, I… I'll think about it. It's probably for the best. Who wants my spawn, right? Astaroth has made enough of us all over."

"I think someone might change your mind."

'Kells, if you don't come find me you'll 'ave to fuck ya'self tonight.' Dom's voice floated through his mind as the tether in his chest felt tugged tight. He had to lean over his lap to hide the erection forming there and he almost blushed. He thought it would be a while before his lover felt up to it again.

"Ew, go. You're both impossible. Seriously though, being him here. I'll help you search out the Colt and I can look into angel protection to keep Raziel out." Tom waved him off but he paused at that name.

"You know about the angel? You spy all the time, you fucking voyer?" He teased.

"Not the sticky bits. I worry for him though. I'll watch less now that you're there. But yes, I know about Raziel and… Ramiel." The witches voice went soft and it was the devil's turn to look at him funny. "Never mind, we'll talk later. Tell him I swear to be civil with you. Just come."

"Oh I'll make him cum alright." Keliphos joked, winking at the witch before he vanished, leaving Tom to faux gag at his words.

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Dom was pacing the hotel room, his stomach in knots. A sadness had come over him a few times since his devil disappeared and he didn't fucking know why. He felt despondent and restless and he hated it. It didn't feel like it was coming from inside his mind, it felt like it was slamming into him from somewhere else. That mostly black eyed bastard. "KELLS!"

"You rang darling?" A voice purred in his ear as arms wrapped around him from behind. His Hunter instincts kicked into overdrive and without thinking he flipped his lover onto the ground from over his shoulder. He was a bit surprised how much the giant's height helped. Thankfully the demon laughed before he grabbed Dom's offered palm of help and yanked him down into his lap. "You might try a martini or something babe, not that I don't like your attempt at foreplay."

The human rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out like a child before sitting back on his partner's dick hard enough to make him curse. He crossed his arms over his chest though everything was a little sensitive. "You left." It came out more a whine than the grouch he was intending it to be but those blue eyes still softened.

"Only to figure out why your friend has a stick up his ass about me. Did you miss mine up yours?" He teased, groping at Dom's plush globes and grinding them together. It was almost insane how much he had actually been enjoying the high school-esque foreplay. Before they actually had sex that was mostly all they were doing and even something as simple as dry humping felt intoxicating with the kid.

"Please, you ain't 'ad me arse."

"Are you sure you and Tom aren't related? I can see the family resemblance." Dom scoffed at his playful words and he realized how the boy took it. He couldn't shake his head fast enough but he tried not to squeeze him so tight he'd bruise. "Not like that, holy shit. I meant the petulant bitch thing. Don't worry Domie, this cock is all yours."

The Hunter blushed before he could stop it and he swatted at his lover's chest. "So why did you go? You didn't kill 'im did you?"

"No. Damn, have a little more faith in me. We're homies now, he even said we should visit together. We just needed to smoke up together and talk shit out."

Dom let himself be led down to the beast's chest. He didn't know why he was apprehensive but something still felt off. "Okay. So wha's wrong?" He hummed, letting Kells kiss him gently and for just a moment he got lost in it as they melted together.

Keliphos sighed deep against Dom's lips and looked up at the boy. Fuck, he was gorgeous. How had he ended up here? "I came to you at first because the only weapon I know that can kill Astaroth is the Colt. I don't know if you know it but Samuel Colt made a special gun that's supposed to kill anything. I mean that's general obviously, it didn't work on Lucifer but… It's still out there. Only a human can get it. I should have told you. I'm still here because… because I care way fucking more than I should but Tom helped me see I need to fucking talk to you. Before we do anything else." He tacked on at the end and the kid's brows furrowed.

"Alright. Talk."

The breath he took was so deep but he still felt as if he were choking on the story. His story. He didn't have to say everything though, right? Just the important shit. Just to be safe he waved his hand and strengthened the wards around the room. He didn't need anyone else hearing them. "My name is Keliphos and I'm- I'm a nephalem. Half demon. Half- half angel."

Dom sat up a little better to make sure he could hold eye contact with the demon- the nephalem underneath him. So much made sense suddenly- the way he was able to heal, the way his eyes appeared, even the scent of ozone that followed him everywhere. He'd only ever met demons that smelled of sulfur or nothing because they were masking the stench but Kells was special. "Okay. Wait- so you is an alpha? At least 'alf?" He was trying to keep his voice level but his stomach turned. Could something be growing inside him? If so… how was he supposed to feel about that?

"Shit- stop before you spiral!" Kells interrupted his thoughts and tucked his fingers under Dom's waistline. He needed skin to skin contact. "I was cursed a long time ago, someone mistook me for my dad and basically neutered me. Great punishment for him but-" He paused and prayed to a heaven that wasn't listening that Dom wouldn't run. But hey, they helped him before so maybe at least one or two angels were keeping their hearts open to him. Or waiting for the perfect moment to punish him. "Astaroth is my father. He kidnapped my mom- an angel, I don't know who, and kept them for months. From what I understand my mom was trapped in holy fire in a warded dungeon most of their pregnancy but the power blast from a nephalem coming into the world shattered the wards. They ran with me. They never returned to heaven from what I understand. I don't even know if they're alive anymore but he found me when I was four and took me with him. When hell was created he hid there with Lucifer. I grew up there but I always hated him. I've been running and fighting since I could escape."

Dom didn't speak, he could barely breathe as he looked at the creature below him, bearing his soul. Part of him said he should run but most of him just kept thinking how strong the nephalem's mother was. How much they had in common. "I could have been your mum." He whispered, his heart racing and his eyes burning with tears. "I'm not 'appy you lied Kells, seriously. I'll probably fhrow it back in ya face a few times but- I get it. I wouldn't 'ave trusted you."

"Do you now?" The beast asked softly, his throat felt too tight. Fuck. He'd never been so scared.

No. Maybe. "Yes? God Kells, the shite you must 'ave seen and yet you still ended up like 'is? You kinder 'an me!" Dom's voice broke on some noise between a sob and a laugh. "You was cursed because of 'im too! Like fuck- I… I don't even know wha' to say. Your poor mum."

"Hey, please don't? Please don't cry for me? I can't handle that shit." The demon cringed internally. It hurt the place he thought humans had souls.

"Well fucking tough! You tell me depressing shite, you deal wiv the tears. It ain't much anyways. Jus' take it. Ain't tha' wha' you say?"

"I think my reasoning for saying it is way better. Shit doll, come on. Let's lay down. You can tell me what we're hunting." He sighed, gathering the omega into his hold as he crawled on his knees to the bed.

"No, fuck tha'. Someone else can deal wiv it. We going for the Colt." Dom vowed, pressing soft kisses to his lover's cheek.

"Uh nope, I mean maybe. But let me at least take care of the monster here so it doesn't bug you. Then we'll go to Tommy's and get a battle plan. He wants me to talk you out of it."

"Fuck tha'."

"Yeah I figured." Keliphos grinned, turning to kiss the boy softly before he tossed him up on the bed. The kid didn't just bounce on the ratty piece of shit, he jiggled in all the right places and the demon wanted to bite every one of them.

Dom watched as the creature's eyes filled with storm clouds and his smirk fell to something far more predatory. He might be part angel but he was Dom's devil and he was craving a little darkness in him. The news was a lot to take in and he knew it would make him panic at some point but with how his lover understood him better than anyone had before he was pretty sure he could handle it. Lots of people had terrible in-laws and not everyone could kill them, maybe he should count himself lucky in a few ways. "But before alla tha'-"

Kells chuckled and stood up, reaching for the neck of his shirt to pull it off one handed. "Before all that I'm going to fuck you. Cool?"

Dom swallowed hard and licked his lips to catch any stray drool. Fuck, his nephalem was gorgeous. Obviously troubled if he needed to erase the pain of their conversation with sex so soon, but gorgeous. It wasn't like Dom could talk, he could already feel his core wet and hot and getting more needy by the second. Maybe they were both fucked. Maybe they were perfect for each other. He couldn't say that though so instead he whimpered- "C-cool. Yeah. If you fink it's best."

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤

I know I normally do every other day now but I was inspired. It's a bit long and no smut until next chapter but I promise, it's worth the wait! We have a few answers to our questions, I hope you're still enjoying it! Who is his mother? Why was he 'fixed'? How much angel is actually in him and why is it coming out with Dom? I hope you keep reading to find out! ⚰️🖤

[throne-for-queens]

now the headlines are saying they are on another break....

I'm just going to compile everything thus far. These are all just what's being said now, so do what you want with this information.

[morganamandavos]

These two pages out of a cocktail book represent rhythm because both pages repeat the pattern of fonts used, with the more cursive font as the header, the smaller text for the description, and the bolded text for the ingredients and steps. Also, the picture in the middle acts as the separation between the two cocktails. Like in the Bauhaus video, the pages have a sense of harmony together and are appealing to the eye.  

This example of typographic hierarchy was found on one of the first inside pages of the book I am reading. It uses typographic hierarchy to establish the most relevant information to the reader, such as the title and then author, in big text, and then the less important information in smaller text, such as the publisher. 

This letter “h” has an ascender because there is a portion of it that goes above the mean line. 

This lowercase “y” has a descender because a section of it goes below the baseline. 

This uppercase letter “R” has a counter because there is an enclosed space within in. 

This capital “H” has a crossbar because there is a horizontal stroke that goes through the center of it. 

The text running through the center of this book cover has a large x-height. You can tell this because the ascenders are very short, barely reaching above the tops of the other letters.  

The white text on this book cover is a good example of small x-height because we can see that the ascenders rise above the other portion of the letters by a large amount. 

Based on my understanding of “modernist” from the Helvetica film, I would consider this Machine Gun Kelly poster to be modernist. To my understanding, modernist graphic design is somewhat abstract, uses bold fonts, and consists of many aspects for the eye to land on. 

The text on the cover if this card game not only communicates the name of the game, but also a bit of information about the game itself. As you can see, the font is supposed to replicate the font of a text message on an iPhone, so without even reading anything else you can tell that the game has something to do with text messages. 

[hibiscuspizza]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Machine Gun Kelly Mainstream Sellout 2022 Tour Black T-Shirt, Men's Large.