#rec: scorpio

[stervrucht]

Such good friends✨

A little something for @azrielgreen's Scorpio Skies.

[slut4motherearth]

𓂃⋆. 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮 ｡⋆𖦹.✧˚༘ ⭑.ᐟ

𝘱𝘵. 1 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

𓂃⋆.˚𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 ⋆⭒˚.⋆𓂃

[stuffydollband]

I found an old demo of my song, “To All Local Ghosts”, which has, until now, never been released! My Bandcamp subscribers get to hear it first, so sign up for this and tons more exclusive content!

P. S. This song has a whole verse in French which was extremely bold of 2013 me to take a crack at

[screaming-universe]

just a random short list of buddie fics that are AUs based on books/movies, and that I like a lot 🧡

my sun, my moon, my guiding star by diazs (75k, rated general audiences), aka The Martian AU  

Astronauts Diaz, Han, Panikkar, and Wilson were all safely able to reach the Mars Ascent Vehicle and perform an emergency launch at 7:28 a.m. central time thanks to Commander Nash's quick action. Unfortunately, during the evacuation, Astronaut Evan Buckley was killed when he was struck by debris. Commander Nash and the rest of his team are now heading home… but Evan Buckley is dead.

to the waters and the wild by june_nights (@beecauseevan) (64k, rated teen and up audiences), aka The Scorpio Races AU 

The stranger turns. His eyes meet Eddie's and Eddie's breath catches in his lungs. The seagulls, the chattering tourists, the wind, it all fades away. Across the harbor, the man smiles. Eddie feels that smile in his toes. Someone bumps into him, breaking the spell. Eddie takes a deep breath. The salty harbor air fills his lungs. He doesn't allow himself to look back at the ferry. He doesn't allow himself to wonder about that man. He's a tourist and he's here in the middle of October. He wants to ride in the Races, and that means Eddie will stay far, far away. Or: The Scorpio Races are Thisby's oldest, most beloved and deadliest tradition. Three years ago, when tragedy forced him to give up riding for good, Eddie swore he would never look back. It turns out life may have other plans for him.

Hymn to the Sea by @sevensoulmates (52k, rated explicit), aka Titanic AU

It was the unsinkable ship of dreams to everyone else. To Eddie, it was a slave ship, taking him and his son back to America in chains.

even when you’re sleeping keep your eyes open by @spaceprincessem, aka The Hunger Games AU, a series:

you and i’ll be safe and sound (51k, rated teen and up audiences)

“Our second tribute from District Twelve is Evan Buckley.” Eddie’s eyes snap up and he’s pretty fucking sure his heart stops beating all together. If he lets his eyes flutter close he can feel the patter of rain, harsh and ice cold, against his skin. The way the air saturates with the smell of burnt bread. He can see the shape of a boy thrown out into the mud, hands cradling something precious in his hand. The way that bundle was placed in Eddie’s own, shaking palms as a voice whispered, I’m so sorry I can’t do more before he was gone. But Eddie doesn’t let his eyes close. He watches as Evan Buckley — Buck, please just call me Buck — ascends the stairs to take his place next to Eddie. Not you. Please. Anyone, but you. [or the buddie hunger games au]

but when it’s over i’m still awake (52k, rated teen and up audiences)

Eddie doesn’t have to guess which name will stand alone on Reaping Day. He’s going back into the arena. Eddie doesn’t hesitate as he takes off out of the house at full speed. If his family is calling after him then he can’t hear a single word. Not with the blood roaring in his ears and the desperate urge to run run run pumping thunderously in his veins. He needs to get out of here. Out of District Twelve. Out of Panem. Out of his skin and this body doomed to go back to the one place he was supposed to be safe from. He doesn’t want to go back into the arena. He survived. He got out. He’s a fucking victor. But, of course, who is ever really safe in a place like this? [or the buddie catching fire au]

[minthandsoap]

i miss limoreau gen v on my screen SOOOO BAD OMG give it to me please 🥹

[stardustandrockets]

Let's talk about opening lines.

The first sentence of a book is a hook to draw readers in. I don't know how many times I've read the first sentence of a book and immediately known I was going to find a new favorite.

I picked five of my favorite opening lines from five of my favorite books. Transcripts will be down in the comments, but the books I've included are:

1. Vicious by V.E. Schwab

2. The Whispering Dark by Kelly Andrew

3. The Undertaking of Hart and Mercy by Megan Bannen

4. The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

5. The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater

Each of these books holds a special place in my heart. If you haven't read them, I hope these opening lines help you pick them up.

[bellasbookclub]

Reccer Spotlight: Jordan!

The Hollow Kingdom

The Eyre Affair

An Old-Fashioned Girl

The Scorpio Races

With literary, historical, and fantasy vibes, Jordan's recs are here to delight your inner Bella Swan. Full text available in their tab of the Bella’s Book Club Summer Reading ‘23 Reclist!

more info on BBC Summer Reading 2023

more Reccer Spotlights

[alyjojo]

🥹 Pisces & Scorpio (either one) 😇

[amphiptere]

I really need a scorpio races movie, ok

[poughkeepsies]

you asked for book recs so i have to recommend my perpetual brainrot the raven cycle, by maggie stiefvater, if you haven't read that. it's a little hard to describe tbh, no blurb or summary can really do it justice, but basically it's about a bunch of teenagers trying to find the grave of a welsh king, because it's said that he's actually 'sleeping', not dead, and whoever wakes him will have a wish granted.

it's a highly character driven series, there's only a vaguely discernible plot, mostly it's just strong and intense character moments, focused on friendship and found family. the prose is very pretty imo, and though it's not perfect (for example the timeline is kinda whack, you just have to sort of go with it), in my heart no other book series comes close haha. i'm a little biased but it's definitely worth a read.

ASFKAALSFKSJLSK I FUCKING LOVE THE RAVEN CYCLE

It got me back into reading for a period of time during 2019 and I sped through it in a week I adored everything about it, especially the characters and the prose. It's actually on my list to re-read cause I still haven't read the sequel series and I want to be fresh on all the details before jumping into it. If there's any series that you think have the same level of character focus, worldbuilding, heart, and prose this is absolutely the type of rec I'm looking for

[oatmilklover4life]

~♱༻࿔ October 2nd

I love the month of october. As a fall baby, i love the fall season, and october is the middle of fall when the leaves are colorful and start to fall and the wind is cold. October has the best seasonal activities you can go pumpkin picking and go study in coffee shops and go on ghost tours everything is so full of whimsy. As october progresses, we get closer and closer to Halloween (the best holiday). In my opinion, there's nothing wrong with october.

october is the season of everything strange and unusual

my current fav playlist this fall <3

·:¨༺ ♱☽♱ ༻¨:·

[chouettecrivaine]

Tag Dump Redux

⭐ aries ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{gen} ***

💬 taurus ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{asks} ***

🔭 gemini ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{reblogs} ***

🪐 cancer ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{old blogs} ***

💫 leo ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{recs} ***

🛸 virgo ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{tagged} ***

🤍 libra ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{mutuals} ***

🌟 scorpio ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{resources} ***

💠 sagittarius ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{fics} ***

🐚 capricorn ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{hcs} ***

🦋 aquarius ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{rambles} ***

🌠 pisces ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{all writing} ***

🌃 solstice ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{timezone reblogs} ***

🚀 atlas ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{organization} ***

🌌 constellation ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{series + multichap} ***

👩‍🚀 astronaut ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{ocs} ***

🛰 satellite ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{previews} ***

[stardustandrockets]

Do you support artists on other platforms?

I've dabbled with supporting artists on ko-fi as well as patr*on. I never subscribe for long because it's not always financially feasible, but I love getting exclusive art when I can.

Recently, I joined @llstarcasterll's patr*on for this gorgeous exclusive postcard inspired by The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater. Aside from The Raven Cycle, this is my favorite Stiefvater book. I make a point to reread it every November.

[mrs-lockley]

jake being happy and celebrating his birthday is everything to me

Leap Year

Pairing: Jake Lockley x gn!reader (mentions of Steven Grant x gn!reader and Marc Spector x gn!reader)

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: Jake has never celebrated his birthday. He didn’t even have a birthday, until you urged him to pick a date. Of course, he picks the most chaotic date possible.

Content: Fluff, one use of a pet name (honey)

A/N: I was thinking about the fact that it’s a leap year, and this idea sort of just came to me. I don’t have much else to say about it. Enjoy! :)

Masterlist

“When’s your birthday?” you ask out of the blue one day over dinner.

Jake pauses, forkful of pasta halfway to his mouth. Carefully, he places the fork back on his plate and says, “Don’t have one.”

“What do you mean?” you ask.

Jake shrugs. “I know Marc’s is March ninth. I didn’t exactly check the calendar on the day I first showed up.”

“What about Steven?” Your food is now totally forgotten.

“Same as me, I guess,” Jake says. He looks into the reflection of his glass, likely listening to one of his alters.

You sit there for a few moments, deep in thought. Finally, you look up at Jake. “Well, then you’ll have to pick one.”

“What?”

“You and Steven should pick your own birthdays.”

Oh, boy. Jake knows that look in your eyes, knows from the way they’re sparkling that there’s no way you’re letting this go.

“Look, I dunno—” he tries.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” you encourage him.

Jake knows there’s no getting out of this. “Fine,” he relents, pretending to be more annoyed than he actually is. Really, he thinks your enthusiasm is adorable, and he’d do just about anything to make you happy.

You cheer. “Great! Do you want me to help you pick a date? I should have some astrology books around here somewhere—”

“Astrology?” Jake scoffs. “I don’t need astrology. I already know what date I want.”

“Oh? Which one?” You lean forward in anticipation.

“February twenty-ninth.” Jake sits back in his chair and crosses his arms, a self-satisfied smirk on his face.

“February twenty-ninth?” you repeat. “Why?”

Jake shrugs. “Why not?”

“I don’t know, I—” You sigh. “I guess there’s nothing wrong with that. I’ll put it in my calendar,” you say with a smile. “Now, we just need to find a birthday for Steven.”

“He’s already blabbing on about it.” He rolls his eyes fondly. “I think he’ll take you up on the astrology book offer.”

“Perfect!” you say. He can see the moment you get that faraway look in your eye, no doubt already analyzing which sign would match Steven best.

Seasons change, time marches on, and Jake completely forgets about the birthday conversation. Sure, Steven had made a big fuss over choosing his own date for a while, but, once that was settled, there was no need to think about the matter anymore.

So, it comes as a shock when, on a random winter day, Steven has called out of work and insisted that Jake take the body. Jake tries to argue, to get Marc on his side, but it’s no use. His alters slip deeper into the headspace, leaving Jake alone for the time being.

He notices you’re already out of bed, and it’s at that moment he hears movement coming from the kitchen. He throws on a t-shirt and sweatpants and gets up to investigate. Sure enough, there you are, singing to yourself as you stand at the stove.

Jake has spent a lifetime creeping in the shadows, so he’s gotten very good at sneaking up on people. Silently, he moves across the kitchen and wraps his arms around you from behind. You startle before laughing and leaning into the touch.

“Good morning, Jake,” you say brightly.

“Morning, honey,” he mumbles, burying his face in your neck. “What’re you doing?”

“Making pancakes.”

Jake perks up at that. “What’s the occasion?”

You laugh. “Don’t you know what today is?”

Jake thinks about it. “March first?” he tries.

“It’s a leap year, silly,” you correct him, “so it’s February twenty-ninth. Happy birthday!”

Oh, right, that.

“You didn’t have to do anything special,” Jake protests.

“Are you kidding? This is the first-ever birthday you’re celebrating. We’ve gotta make it special.”

Jake feels something warm blooming in his chest, a feeling that is occurring more and more often when he spends time with you.

You plate the now-finished pancakes—banana, his favorite—and lead him over to the kitchen table, which has already been set. You dish out the pancakes and pour two glasses of juice before joining Jake at the table.

“Is this why Steven and Marc were being weird this morning?” Jake asks as he cuts into his pancakes.

You chew thoughtfully. “Probably. I swore them to secrecy.”

Jake grunts. “Really, you didn’t have to do all this.”

“Oh, Jake,” you say with a grin, “we’re just getting started.”

Jake hates drawing attention to himself. It’s the antithesis of his being; at least, it used to be, when he was still keeping himself hidden from his alters and working for Khonshu. Now, even though he can be more present, it still makes him uncomfortable to be in the spotlight. So, being the center of attention, the “birthday boy,”  isn’t really his style.

Of course, you know all this, and you plan the day around it. There will be no impromptu singing of “Happy Birthday” by waiters and random patrons in a restaurant—not on your watch. Instead, you spend a nice, quiet day together, walking around the city like a couple of tourists. It’s a mild day, not nearly as cold as it could be, so you even get to spend some time in the park, one of Jake’s favorite spots to relax.

It’s rare for Jake to get to spend a whole day with you like this. Sure, he and his alters have figured out a pretty fair schedule, but between work and life, it doesn’t always work out. Some days, he only catches glimpses of you in the morning, and come evening you’re so tired that he practically has to carry you to bed.

On the way back to your home, you make a quick stop at a little building with a pink awning. “Lily’s Bakery,” the sign reads in looping cursive. You pop in quickly and return moments later with a matching pink box.

“What’s that?” Jake asks.

“You’ll see,” you say with a glint in your eye.

After you’ve cooked and eaten Jake’s favorite dinner, you bring out the pink box again. You tell Jake to close his eyes, and, with a little eye roll, he complies. There’s some rustling, the sound of a box opening, and the click of a lighter before you say, “Okay, open!”

Jake uncovers his eyes, and he’s shocked by the gasp that leaves him. In front of him is a chocolate chip cookie cake that you’ve added candles to. Blue letters spell out, “Happy Birthday Jake,” and there’s even a little taxi cab drawn with frosting.

“I hope this is okay,” you say quickly. “I know you’re not the biggest fan of cake…”

“Are you kidding? This is perfect,” Jake assures you, blinking back the tears in his eyes.

When you sing “Happy Birthday” to him in the comfort of your home, Marc and Steven join in from the headspace.

“Okay, blow out the candles and make a wish!” you say.

Jake doesn’t need any wishes. He already has everything he could ever want right in front of him.

“What about next year?” Jake asks as the two of you lay in bed that night.

“What do you mean?” You roll onto your side to face him.

“My birthday next year. Do we skip it?’

“Of course not,” you say. “We’ll just celebrate the day before or after.”

Jake hums.

“Is that okay?” you ask.

If you had asked Jake that a year ago, the answer would have been a flat-out “no.” He hated drawing attention to himself, hated being fussed over. He felt like he didn’t deserve it.

What a difference a year makes, though. Instead, he smiles at you and says, “That sounds nice.”

“Happy birthday, Jake,” you whisper, leaning over to kiss him softly before returning your head to the pillow. “I love you.”

By the time he murmurs back, “I love you, too,” you’re already asleep.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Please feel free to let me know what you think! Also, I have some ideas for follow-ups with Steven picking his birthday, plus celebrating Marc’s birthday, so let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in! :)

[yun-fangz]

Hongjoong twitter links — Dom ver.

pairing: kim hongjoong x fem!reader

a/n: you thought it was over? HA! sorry. as always thank you for your support, i just hit 500 this is surreal 😣 please enjoy these hongjoong links, i tried my hardest. atp i think i should make one for the rest of the members lolll, enjoy angels! ✨

masterlist.

warnings + links below the cut!

mdni 18+ content ahead.

tags warnings: twt links, roughdom!hongjoong, studio sex, fingering, bratty reader, manhandling, cunnilingus (fem rec), riding, spanking (hand & belt), daddy kink, daddy joong, oral fixations, finger fucking, punishments, possessive joong, backshots, restraints, a sprinkle of bdsm if u squint, tiny bit of power dynamics, lil bit of drooling from reader

late nights in the studio with joong. feeling a bit stuck on a project, he beckoned you over to decompress a bit. little did you know that meant him stripping you down and playing with your tits, eventually flipping you and fingering you open on his lap. link.

95% of cuddling on his studio couch led to this, one of your legs propped up while his thick cock slides in and out of your leaking pussy. (the other 5% is him pushing you down face first as he fucks you into the cushions hehe)

hongjoong loves playing with your cute little mouth, watching with hooded eyes as your mouth lols open, allowing for him to easily fuck your mouth with his fingers. your tongue was just so soft he couldn't help but coo as you began to drool all over his lap like a good needy girl. link.

my my, such a naughty baby. you were caught touching yourself without your daddy's permission, causing him to put you on all fours while he spanked you for being so naughty. occasionally he'd reach a hand down and play with your speaking core, watching how you shook like a leaf under him link.

one of the best ways for joong to pass time was to play with his cute little toy, you. his swift hands would play with your sensitive pussy, moving from slow circles on your clit to pumping his fingers in you mercilessly. he'd watch each of your reactions intently, figuring out new ways to bring you to your high as you cling to his arm like a lifeline. link.

ahhh my possessive scorpio king, he was always so temperamental when you went out together. any small attention you'd get from another man had him ready to commit murder. the moment he gets you home he'd waste no time pushing his cock into you as he presses you into the mattress, reminding you through gritted teeth he's the only one who can take care of you this well. link.

after a full day of teasing, it was only fair for hongjoong to tease you back. he'd run his cock over your soaking folds, pressing his tip onto your entrance, only to pull it back and repeat. eventually he'd push into you with slow and shallow thrusts, drinking up your pleads for him to fuck you deeper and harder. link.

hongjoong punishing you by eating you out slowly, his hands holding you in place as he slowly circles your clit. your hands scrambled to find purchase on anything as he tortured your poor pussy, under strict instructions to keep your hands off of him. link.

the easiest way for hongjoong to take care of that bratty attitude was to bend it over and fuck it out of you. he'd push into you with little prep, setting a brutal pace as he fucks you, each thrust serving as a reminder of where you belong; underneath him. link.

bonus:

riding joong on his producing chair. link.

i need him to tie me up like this and go to town. link.

playing with his pretty girl after a long day of work. link.

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[endless-ineffabilities]

Endless Astro Fic Recs

a/n: had a bit of fun with this ol' site today. not all of my fics are here yet, and this will be updated as we go. also, I cannot speak as to the accuracy of my choices — if thou doth protest, you're welcome to do so!

main masterlist

Aries ♈️

turning red (modern Daemon)

burn them all for you (Aemond)

heart on fire (Aemond)

as I believe in you (Anakin)

if these walls could speak (Daemon/Aemond)

Taurus ♉️

she is my heart (Daemon)

hmm, a christmas drabble (Aemond)

babydoll (Bucky)

blue eyes so green (Ewan)

Gemini ♊️

chemical override (Ewan)

in the shadow of your heart (Daemon)

so high school (Bucky)

serrated edges (Aemond)

Cancer ♋️

the sapphire and his sun (Aemond)

there's hope for us yet (Anakin)

eclipsed (modern Aemond)

Leo ♌️

be young, be dope, be proud (modern Aemond)

fire like yours (Daemon)

but daddy, i love him (Daemon)

my man of the year (Ewan)

sun (Ewan)

Virgo ♍️

casual (modern Aemond)

rogue ink (Daemon)

maroon (modern Aemond)

too soon to tell you I love you! (Ewan)

laundry day (Ewan)

Libra ♎️

backhand stroke (modern Aemond)

tongue in cheek (Tom Bennett)

husband for a day (Ewan)

Scorpio ♏️

sapphire-hearted (Aemond)

le marquis et le moineau (Marquis de Gramont)

dollface (Bucky)

revel in my depravity (Aemond au)

Sagittarius ♐️

diet pepsi (modern Aemond)

the other side of the door (Ewan)

the bolter (Steve/Bucky)

Capricorn ♑️

i will never say that i am in love (Aemond)

labyrinth (Aemond)

without you, i would not be (Daemon)

Aquarius ♒️

national anthem (modern Aemond)

in between (Ewan)

House Mitchell takes on Halloween (Ewan)

Pisces ♓️

lavender haze (Aemond)

the only place (Ewan)