#seth cohen smut

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: ̗̀➛ about!

➳ hi! i'm astra, i'm 18 years old, and my pronouns are she/her! this is a fanfiction writing account, and my current obsessions are criminal minds, the oc, and harry potter!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ who i write for!

criminal minds

spencer reid

aaron hotchner

emily prentiss

jennifer "jj" jareau

derek morgan

luke alvez

the oc

seth cohen

ryan atwood

harry potter

theodore nott

fred weasley

george weasley

cedric diggory

blaise zabini

pansy parkinson

neville longbottom

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ important note!

all readers written and depicted in my fics will be afab females with she/her pronouns. this is because i am a cisgender woman with she/her pronouns, and though i fully support representation in fanfiction, this is the only experience i know, and thus feel that i can't do justice to any other type of reader.

also, the list of characters i write for is always subject to change! my hyperfixations change very fast, so i may write for one character one day and write for a different one the next!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ what i don't write

i will absolutely not write anything non-consensual in any form. i won't write anything with puke, and no anal for anyone. if anything here isn't listed, just ask and i'll tell you what i'm comfortable with!

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labyrinth - r.a

summary: five months after y/n breaks up with her boyfriend, she leans on ryan for help and as a comfort zone. when she has to face her ex again for the first time since at a party, ryan and y/n realize that their connection is stronger than their friendship can handle.

ryan atwood x reader

“summer, do you have that black top i can wear?” marissa asked her friend while preparing for a summer party with the teens in newport. getting ready for their senior year, the group was elated. they were ready to start thinking about their future and it seemed like everyone was happy with their current situation. summer had seth, and it seemed like the drama had dialed down.

y/n was spending a lot of time with ryan. her boyfriend, anthony, was brutally dumped by y/n. ryan was her main support after the fact. everyday, ryan saw her and helped her get back up on her own two feet, being her crutch. ryan knew she needed a shoulder when she didn’t have anyone else’s.

anthony and y/n were the cookie cutter couple. they had the whole town on their back, praying their relationship could be as perfect. the walking hand in hand, the meeting at each others lockers completely concealed the emotion of the real people. none the social part their relationship showed could fix the personal part. toward the end, she was checked out. the fighting and words had become too much, so one night, when the words were stronger than the love, y/n decided it was over.

it’s been five months since that stormy night. she knew he was going to be there, and they haven’t spoken since the end of school. she doesn’t want him to ruin another fun memory for her, so she made the choice to go. if marissa and summer were there, she could be too.

“yeah, its in my closet, grab it.” summer replied as marissa went into the closet. “hey you.” summer came over and sat next to y/n on the bed while she was painting mascara on her eyelashes.

“hey.” she mumbles.

“you ready to go soon?” she said understandingly.

“yeah, i’m just nervous. he’s gonna want to talk to me.”

“i know, he’ll try. but ryans coming too.” summer nudges her arm, a thin smirk on her face. even after knowing ryan and being close for years, she still got nervous hearing his name. “your knight in shining armor will come and protect you!”

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the scent of hard liquor and joints were surrounding the mansion that the party took place at. people taking shots and sparking up outside the fence. people were thrown into the pool and the music from the speaker boomed through the whole neighborhood.

summer and seth arrived, arms twisted together. marissa met up with her own individual friends, and y/n was off to the side, taking small sips of a hard seltzer she took from the outdoor freezer. she observed the group of people in front of her while she leaned against the wall of the house. she felt a hand on her shoulder and she whipped to the side.

“sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” ryan said, softly with his own beer. “what’s a pretty girl like you doing hanging out all by yourself?”

“what’s a pretty guy like you doing coming over here?” she retorted. they laughed together and stood for a few minutes, making sly comments back to each other. “i have a question.”

“i have one too.” ryan replied back. “say it at the same time.” y/n nodded back at him.

“wanna get out of here?”

“wanna leave?”

ryan and y/n smiled and shook hands, agreeing to leave. marissa, summer, and seth were all aware we were leaving. they probably figured they’d leave anyway.

y/n threw out her seltzer can and ran to catch up to ryan. her sandals slapped on the cement surface of the deck as she skipped next to ryan. they smiled at each other, looking at ease and peace had graced both of their feelings. feeling another hand on her arm, she slowly turned around. because it was not ryan, and she knew all too well who it was.

she turned around to see the outgrown buzz cut on the boys head and looked into his deep green eyes. his height towered over her and all the words came crashing back into her mind like a wave. the aggressive aroma of marijuana and whiskey came running into y/n’s nose. his taunting smile peeled up on his face. “y/n! nice to see you.”

“im leaving, anthony, let go.” she assertively said.

“why you leaving, babe the party’s just starting!” his words slurred together and she found it slightly impressive how he managed to drink this much in such little time. she grimaced at the old name he gave her.

“shes leaving with me.” ryan came out of the side and stepped between us, ripping anthony’s hand off y/n’s wrist.

“oh! i see it really took you no time to get a move on.” anthony looks her dead in the eyes, stepping closer as she steps further. all the fears of coming to this party were displayed on the table. “and of course with this kid. ryan atwood everyone!” he shouted, making some heads turn and spilling some of his glass onto the ground.

“y/n lets just go, we can go back to the cohens.”

“nuh-uh, buddy, we’re not done here, y/n and i.” anthony spat out.

“oh, i’m sorry, my memory might be a little foggy, but,” ryan turned toward y/n. “she called it quits here.”

“exactly, y/n said it’s over.” he nodde his head and perked his head up a little. he adjusted himself toward y/n a little. “sweetheart, I never said it was over.”

“well you didn’t have the balls to call the shots.” y/n spoke up for herself.

“fuck, you still got that mouth on you. lucky Chino over here.” he winked at ryan. ryan started to laugh at anthony, rubbing his hand on his jaw.

y/n grabbed onto ryan’s side and pulled him in. “ryan, don’t. do not get involved and do what i think you’re about to do.”

“…fucking idiot… taking out the chino trash..” anthony’s voice from the corner while talking to one of his friends escaped their bubble and made it’s way into ryan and y/n’s. ryan smoothly turned around and laughed audibly, again.

“god, i love these damn parties.”

his fight response clicked into play. ryan landed a clean punch to anthony’s jaw, drawing it back and shaking it. anthony stumbled back, barely being able to stand straight in the first place. his friends caught him and all eyes were on the three. anthony was strong, and y/n knew it.

before anthony could pull himself together to throw back another punch at ryan, ryan and y/n were running to the car in the street. ryan’s hand had turned a faint purple on his knuckles and a red in the middle of the joints. the second his hand collided with anthony, y/n’s heart skipped a beat. she never wanted to start something new with anthony, and she just wanted it to end. she thought it was over, and the relationship was, but they wouldn’t be separated for a while.

y/n drove the two home in the cohens range rover in silence. ryan didn’t want to talk about it, because he knew she wasn’t mad. she was scared. scared of what a punch would do to them and what would happen to their relationship.

everyone around them knows that when ryan was there for her, neither of them would’ve been able to let go. ryan knew she wasn’t ready to move on, and he wasn’t ready to start something new after his life changed dramatically in a couple years. y/n didn’t want to change things, as he was the only stable thing in her life and she didn’t want it to end up being different.

summer always teased her, and seth always teased ryan, but the pairs fears and history prevented them from changing anything.

once back home, ryan and y/n went to his bathroom and she grabbed a few bandaids and alcohol. she started dabbing on the liquid and ryan hisses at the sting as she apologizes.

“i’m sorry, ryan. i never would’ve gone if i knew this was how it was gonna pan out.” she breathes out.

“don’t apologize. maybe he shouldn’t run his fucking mouth.” ryan looks up at her defeated eyes and sighs. “don’t be pissed off, y/n.”

“i’m not pissed, i just don’t know why you had to punch him.” y/n admits.

“what else did you want me to do? stand there and let him say shit about you?” his voice starts to get more fierce. he straightens his back and stretches his fingers.

“oh, i don’t know ryan, maybe we could’ve just walked away!” she tries matching his tone, but it’s no use. she decides not to fight back and layers on the bandage. “i’m just sick of seeing you get hurt over stupid stuff like this.”

“it’s not stupid considering the shit he’s done to you!”

her eyes well up with tears at the situation she’s in. her best friend, her soldier, is angry at her and her ex is on her back again. the scene’s running in her brain like a broken record. “i’m just worried about you, ryan, jesus christ!”

“why? you always get so worked up over shit like this when it’s not a big deal!”

“it’s a big deal to me because i fucking love you, ryan!” she spits out her secret. both of their faces drop in realization. his is relief and surprise, and hers in humiliation and regret. “shit, just… forget it, ryan. i have to go home.”

she turns around to leave with the thoughts spilling out of her head. she thinks, “he’s disgusted now, i just ruined the best thing going for me, he’ll never look at me the same…” she figured she broke her crutch. her soldier broke his weapons. her king put down his crown.

the tears are openly flowing at this point. the tightness of the bathroom and the bright lights making her more vulnerable than ever in their relationship. the pessimism of the situation over weighing the optimism. y/n goes to throw open the door when he grips her hip. he jumps down from the top of the counter and spins her around.

the fire is ignited between them and he pulls their lips together. ryan was scared, too. maybe she changed her mind about him now and didn’t want him anymore. at least not in the way he wanted her. his muscles relax when she leans in and places her hands on the sides of his face. their heartbeats were fluttering against their chests. his hands roamed her body and he tried to built the strength to pull away. he backs away, breaking the kiss between them.

“i’ve been falling in love with you this whole time.” he whispers.

[succcession]

Would anyone be interested in???

-Pedro Pascal (all characters)

- Al Pacino (all characters)

- The O.C. (Mostly Seth)

- Chris Evans

- Sebastian Stan

I want to be open to all possibly weird requests bcuz it’s DRY for the people I want to read about sooooo…

Now that Succession has sadly come to an end

[fandomgalore-blog]

If anyone knows of Seth and Summer fics, preferably smut but I open to all genres, pls send them to me! Thanks!

[thedisc0spider]

Who I will write for:

-Michael Bluth

-Jeff Winger

-Abed Nadir

-Steve Harrington

-Dylan Matthews

-Ryan Atwood

-Seth Cohen

-Ryan Howard

-Peter Parker

-Bucky Barnes

-Steve Rogers

-Joe Goldberg

-Chandler Bing

-Nick Miller

-Hamzahthefantastic

-Peter Parker

-Cedric Diggory

-Edward Cullen

-Spencer Agnew

-Logan Howlett

-Timothèe Chalamet

-Guinevere Beck

-Love Quinn

-Kate Bishop

-Wanda Maximoff

-Wade Wilson

-The Deep

-Homelander

-Hughie Campbell

Now, these are just the main ones. If you request a character and I know who they are I will write for them. Also I’m open to doing smut, fluff, and angst. I’m also open to writing fem!reader, male!reader, and gn!reader! Just make sure to SPECIFY IN THE REQUEST or else I’ll do fem!reader by default.<3

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a very merry mixtape

UPDATE: 3 / 4 requests claimed! ❄️ i know, I KNOW, it's not even halloween yet ( GOD, KATE WTF ), but i'm notoriously slow on getting things done and this is an attempt for me to hold myself accountable and get ahead of it! ♥️ 😵‍💫

A V E R Y M E R R Y M I X T A P E 🎵 christmas lights, coldplay

this winter i'll be posting two fics a week throughout the month of december and i'll be opening up my requests for it! though there are only four slots open ( two for steve and two for eddie ) – all fics will be featuring our boys x reader and will cover all the good shit: fluff, angst, stupidity and ( our fav ) smut.

requests for this will open today, but as soon as i get two for steve and two for eddie i'll close them again. please see under the cut for the prompts ( huge thank you to @mimis-memes xoxo ) and choose an emoji and a boy for me! you can add a little detail ( add smut, angst, fluff ) if you like, but try and keep it brief so i don't dump a bunch of 10K fics on us all 😅

love you ( thank you for tolerating a christmas post in september LOL ) and can't wait to share these with you in a couple of months! xoxo, 💿 kate

edit -> remus lupin and seth cohen are available for requests as well if anyone is interested! ♥️ ♥️

A V E R Y M E R R Y M I X T A P E // P R O M P T S

🌲  ─  visit a tree farm to pick the perfect christmas tree 🎄  ─  decorate a christmas tree together 💋  ─  be caught standing under the mistletoe ❄️  ─  snowed in together ☃️  ─  playing in the snow / snow related stuffs 🍽  ─  prepare the christmas dinner together 🍪  ─  bake & decorate christmas/holiday-themed sugar cookies ☕️   ─  drink something warm and/or festive ( either at home, at a coffeeshop, christmas market, etc... ) 🏠  ─  decorate a gingerbread house together 🎬  ─  watch a christmas movie 🎭  ─  see a christmas musical/play at the theater 🔥  ─  have an indoor picnic by the fireplace and/or christmas tree 🌟  ─  drive around the city to see the christmas lights ✉️  ─  send each other a christmas card 🎅🏻  ─  be each other’s secret santa 🎁  ─  exchange & open chistmas presents 🛍   ─  go christmas shopping together 👕   ─  go out wearing matching christmas sweaters  🎉   ─  attend a holiday party together 📷   ─  have a holiday photoshoot 🎶   ─  go christmas caroling  💃   ─  dance around the living room to christmas songs 💖   ─  spending christmas together for the first time  ✈️   ─  go on a christmas getaway ✏️   ─  create their own christmas/holiday tradition 🃏   ─  wildcard !  choose your own activity !

crappymixtape™ • steve harrington masterlist // stranger things masterlist

[buckets-and-trees]

Aspen's Holiday Extravaganza 2022

December 2022

"Eight days of presents followed by one day of many presents."

-Seth Cohen, The OC

As a millennial, Chrismukkah seeped into my blood, and so here we are. I know I'm not some big fanfic author name around here, but I want to do something fun for the holidays because...my holidays and my life look very different this year.

So.

I will be bringing eight days of presents (December 18th-25th31st) followed by one day of many presents (December 26January 1). The first eight days will be new pieces of writing from me, and day nine will be a big surprise.

Eight Days of Presents...

Dec 18: Tiny Vessels Steve x Reader

Dec 19: Idle Hands Stucky x Reader

Dec 20: King mob boss!Steve x Reader

Dec 22: Consort Namor x Reader*

Dec 23: Christmas Eve Eve Bucky x Reader, side Sam

Dec 25: With You Steve x Reader

Dec 26: Sketch of Sam and Natasha Nat x Sam*

Dec 31: Fire Burning From a Cedar Tree royal!Steve x royal!reader*

*contains smut or sexual situations

[alcottsangel]

Requests : Open

Currently Waiting: 0 Requests

Only send them in through my asks.

I write the reader as female, but if you concretise the pronouns in the requests, I will adapt to that.

I'm writing poc and plus-size friendly, and if you ever feel like you can't see yourself in my fanfictions, please tell me so i can improve.

If I ever forget or do not recognise a tw! please tell me so I can add it.

I am taking requests for smut and other sensetive topics.

I take out the right to refuse a request, if I am not comfortable writing it or if it doesn't inspire me at all.

Please keep in mind, that English isn't my native language. so yes, I make mistakes.

Do not claim my work as your own or repost it on other platforms.

My Instagram, where you can contact me as well. <3

My Wattpad account and my Ao3 account.

(Click on the fandom name to get to the masterlist.)

Grishaverse

Kaz Brekker

Jesper Fahey

Wylan VanEck

Matthias Helvar

Nina Zenik

Inej Ghafa

Nikolas Lantsov

Bridgerton

Anthony Bridgerton

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Eloise Bridgerton

Almost all characters

Stranger Things

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Marvel

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Die Drei Fragezeichen

Justus Jonas

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Skinny Norris

Queen

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The O.C.

Seth Cohen

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Boy Meets World

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Friends

Chandler Bing

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Harry Potter

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All Marauders Era

George Weasley

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Almost all Golden Trio Era

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Breakfast Club

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If you want to request a fandom or character that is not listed, you can do so as well. I may take the request.

Little Library

Books I appreciate.

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The O.C

Stranger Things

Grishaverse

Die Drei Fragezeichen

Queen

Metallica

Dead Poets Society

Boy Meets World

The Lost Boys

Sherlock

Friends

Marvel

The Boys

Random

Nells Suicide Monologue

Teenagers in Love - Die Ärzte

Bulletproof Jewels - Romanov

all we have - Buffy The Vampire Slayer

brutal - Gossip Girl

Not in so many words - Little Women

[shes-soparticular]

I adore you for all of the music references in your fics. Do you have a playlist?

I adore you for noticing and asking this question! Like mostwriters, I rely on music BIG TIME for inspiration. I don’t have any playlistscreated, but here’s a little masterlist of songs I’ve referred to in my writingthat usually play some kind of role. Warning, it ended up way longer than Irealized lol

Darling, So it Goes“Can’t Help Falling in Love” by Elvis Presley – Okay, don’t we ALL fantasizeabout Shawn singing this song to us acapella? That old clip of him singing it?Kill me. The title of this one-shot comes from that song as well, of course.

Take Me Back to theStart“The Scientist” by Coldplay – I think this would be Shawn’s go-to breakup song,the one he’d play on repeat to try to process his feelings. Which is exactly whatI had him do when he and Alex hit the rocks. Naturally, that’s where the titlecomes from as well.

Every Little Part ofMe is Holding on to Every Little Piece of You

“End of the Road” by Boyz II Men – Just as The Scientist isShawn’s go-to heartache song, Alex’s is End of the Road. Her mantra is “if thelove don’t feel like 90s R&B, I don’t want it”. Also, I have to admit I kindof stole this from my OG crush Seth Cohen, as that was his “play on repeat”breakup song.

“Water Runs Dry” by Boyz II Men – Alex’s backup song to cryto, which is playing when Shawn shows up.

“I’ll Make Love to You” by Boyz II Men – Sensing a theme? Luckily,Boyz II Men is there for you both in times of sadness and times of makeup sex. Andas Shawn knows, Alex cannot resist a slow jam.

“Tough” by Lewis Capaldi – I took the title from the lyricsof this song. Lewis Capaldi is one of my favorite artists to listen to forangst/fluff inspiration.

Wouldn’t Fall forSomeone I Thought Couldn’t Misbehave

“Nobody” by Hozier – This one-shot is all about Shawn’sjealousy over her fangirling for Hozier. So it was a no-brainer to choose aHozier lyric as the title, which comes from this song.

“Movement” by Hozier – I don’t call this song out by name,but it’s the one I imagine her teasing him to in the car. It’s just a hell of asultry song and would have definitely driven Shawn even further up the wall.

Put in Work

“All Mine” by Kanye West – As we ALL know by this point, Kanyeis Shawn’s go-to gym music. When it comes to a one-shot that’s literallyuncalled for fantasy gym smut, what song would have been more fitting? Yeah, you supermodel thick, damn, that assbustin’ out the bottom, I'ma lose my mind in it. Definitely the wordspounding through Shawn’s airpods while watching Alex on the stair climber.

Bonus: “Skin” by Rihanna – Alex is a freak too, let’s bereal. Although I didn’t mention it in the fic, her gym play list is 100% heavyon Rihanna. This is the song that ends up on repeat anytime she watches Shawnlifting.

Might Just Be MyEverything and Beyond

“What’s Your Fantasy” by Ludacris ft Shawna – If you’re alate 90s baby and don’t know this song? You won’t understand how ridiculous itis that it’s Alex’s go-to karaoke song.

“Beyond” by Leon Bridges – For one, this is an altogetherbeautiful song. I listened to the acoustic version non-stop while writing thisone-shot and thus it’s where the title comes from. Just the kind of fluffyboyfriend vibes I imagined Shawn feeling waiting for his girl to come home.

“Lost in Japan – Remix” – Okay, ya’ll know this one. But I’mmentioning it anyways since it pops up in the insta story of Alex jamming outto it pool side, a proud girlfriend hyped for her man.

Slow Burn

“There’s No Way” by Lauv ft Julia Michaels – This songinspired the entire fic, tbh. It’s the definition of a Slow Burn song.

“American Girl” by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers – Only mentionedin passing, but Shawn and co realize at some point early in the European legthat if you play this song? Alex loses her fucking shit. Even if she’s having abad time, cranky, pissy, argumentative, what have you – this song gets her to shoutalong and dance like the happiest little bean on earth. So it becomes a runninggag for them to play it whenever possible, just to watch the only American chickin the bar go nuts.

“Free Fallin’” by Top Petty and the Heartbreakers (but alsohave the live John Mayer cover in mind) – As slightly established in the firstchapter, Alex is a huge Petty fan. In chapter six, this is the song Shawn isattempting to teach her on the guitar. The one she’s too impatient to learn andmakes him just play for her instead.

“Feels Great” – Cheat Codes ft Fetty Wap & CVBZ – I couldn’tthink of a better song for the “young crew” to be listening to during a heated pre-showping pong game in the green room. It’s just a fun fucking song about beingyoung. That’s all.

“Outta My Head” by Khalid ft John Mayer – This is the songAlex is mumbling in the elevator before everything…intensifies. No deep reason here, I just bet they’ve all beenlistening to Khalid’s new album a ton and that song is a bop. Oh, and I GUESSthe lyrics are kind of fitting…. Can youfeel the tension? You’ve got my attention, I know we’re just friends but I’drather be together.

“Power Over Me” by Dermot Kennedy – These are the lyrics Iuse in the opening of the second chapter and a song that definitely inspired my interms of Shawn’s feelings for Alex. Especially early on, when everything isstill completely unspoken. Honestly, Dermot’s music has inspired me A LOT whilewriting this fic, so check him out if you’re not familiar.

“Uh Huh” by Julia Michaels – First off, Julia is a QUEEN. Hervibe is something I picture for Alex so I listen to Julia a lot particularlywhen writing more deeply from Alex’s point of view. Hence using it as theopening lyrics for chapter three. This is definitely a song that demonstrateshow Alex’s mind and body are at odds over her feelings for Shawn.

“Lost” by Dermot Kennedy – Again, on a constant Dermot kick.His lyrics are so poetic and it’s impossible not to take inspiration from him.I used his lyrics to open chapter four and I think they perfectly describe theatmosphere of that night in Krakow. I particularly love the lyric “since thatnight the moon has never looked the same” which I think perfectly puts the wayShawn and Alex both feel after that turning point of a night, dancing oncobblestone streets in the moonlight. Yep. Lost in feels again.

“Can I Be Him” by James Arthur – The perfect song about aguy falling for a girl that’s already attached. Because using TYB would havebeen to on the nose, haha.

“Peer Pressure” by James Bay ft Julia Michaels – If you’veread chapter six, it’s pretty obvious why I used these lyrics to start itoff. Generally, it’s another song I’ve listened to a lot while writing Slow Burn.It seems fitting for two people that are used to being in control of themselvesand their emotions but losing that control and giving into one another.

Look How They ShineFor You (Slow Burn Bonus)

“Yellow” by Coldplay – This song is a HUGE part of this littleblurb and I highly recommend listening to it while you read that one. It’sbeautiful as a piano cover and if you’ve ever heard the Vitamin String Quartetversion??? Jesus. Let’s just say that’s going to be the song Alex walks downthe aisle to someday. Now I’m all in my feels.

BONUS: Current Songson Repeat While I Write

Pretty much all of Lizzo’s “Cuz I Love You” album. It puts me in a kickass mood. That’s all.

“Falling like the Stars” by James Arthur – It’s just a sweetsong that makes me want to write Shawn and Alex all loved up.

“Wilderness” by Jon Bryant – See above. A song that makes mea soft little puddle of inspo.

“Can I be Honest?” by Anatu ft Zubi – I don’t know how Istumbled across this song but it’s fucking fantastic and you should listen toit.

“Night Moves” by Bob Seger – Alex is a classic rock junkie,if she could time travel she’d head straight back to the 70s (possibly the 60sso she could live through both decades). That’s her entire aesthetic, honestly.This is the type of song she puts on to dance around her hotel room while Shawnbegs her to hurry up and get ready to leave.

“Drive” by The Cars – Honestly, this is just a personalfavorite of mine because there’s something so 80s RomCom about being drivenhome by a guy you have romantical tension with. Maybe it just very, veryspecifically relates to my high school experience. A song that puts me in a starry-eyed,butterflies in the stomach type of writing mood.

[avanneman]

Regarding Michael Brendan Dougherty, who can, on occasion, strongly resemble a three-armed gorilla

What can you say about a man who can both beat his own chest and pat himself on the back at the same time? Michael Brendan Dougherty, or Mickey B, as I sometimes call him, manages this display of anthropoid dexterity in a recent column warning us never-Trumpers that “We’re Becoming Like Him”, taking the old “stare into the abyss” shtick for another walk around the block.

Michael thoughtfully reminds us of how prescient he was one year ago: “I feared that American society at large, and the political class that felt insulted by his election, would begin to find their inner Donald. Maybe even a worse one than the one we have.” As an example of “our” descent into the abyss, he remarks on the following:

“We’ve begun playing fast and loose with conspiracy theories, the way Trump has in the past. When BuzzFeed published the infamous Steele dossier — the document that made many allegations against Trump, including that he hired hookers to urinate on a bed he believed Obama had slept in — it did so with great chest-beating1 about its “ferocious reporting.” This brag came right alongside an admission they “have been investigating various alleged facts in the dossier but have not verified or falsified them.” In fact some of the claims turned out to be easy to falsify, a fact that should have colored any release.”

First of all, what does saying that “some of the claims turned out to be easy to falsify” mean? Does Mike mean “easy to make up” or “easy to disprove”? If the former, so what? Lots of things that are “easy to make up” are still true. If the latter (or the former), why doesn’t Mike deign to give us a few examples, or even a link?2

Secondly, what about the most salacious claim, Trump’s supposed interest in observing, though not participating in, a golden shower? Here’s the Donald on his Studio 54 days:

“I would watch supermodels getting screwed, well-known supermodels getting screwed, on a bench in the middle of the room.

“There were seven of them and each one was getting screwed by a different guy.”

This is a guy who likes to watch.3

Yes, some of the mainstream press has been a bit overeager to bring down the tyrant, but what has the mainstream media done to Trump that can compare with what the right-wing media did to both Bill Clinton and Barack Obama for the entirety of both men’s administrations? Perhaps Dougherty is too young to remember the unending outpouring of filth that burst from the right practically from the day the Clintons set foot in the White House, but I remember it well—endless allegations of drug dealing and murder, a prime example being the 1994 video The Clinton Chronicles, promoted by Jesus huggin’ Jerry Falwell to expose a long list of Clinton “crimes”, lies endlessly repeated by everyone from Rush Limbaugh to Ann Coulter. “Just putting it out there, folks.”

More recently, the right ran furiously with another Clinton “murder”, the death of National Democratic Committee staffer Seth Rich, which was hyped with particular fury by Fox windbag Sean Hannity. Can anyone imagine that a “Clinton dossier” or an “Obama dossier” would not be immediately leaked by such leading authorities in smut like the Drudge Report?

On a smaller scale, recall, if you can, the earnest indignation that poured from the high-brow right—Wall Street Journal, the Weekly Standard, and Dougherty’s own National Review—over both Clinton’s and Obama’s wasted hours on the links.4 If these publications wrote as much about Trump’s addiction, they wouldn’t have space for anything else.

Dougherty's piece is yet another in the unending annals of "evenhandedness"—“neither side is perfect”. To say that the Democratic Party is imperfect is to say that the sea is wet. Ninety-five percent of Democratic “policy” is spending more money on everything. But the Democrats have confidence in their ideas—strong welfare state, aggressive environmental policy, international cooperation—and confidence that a majority of the American people support these ideas. Republicans have no such confidence.

Republicans believe that they must cheat to win. They have believed this ever since the election of Bill Clinton. Newt Gingrich was the first apostle of “the worse the better, ruin, then rule” mythos. The Tea Party was simply Newt writ large, and Donald Trump is the Tea Party’s apotheosis, a leader chosen for his explicit lack of scruple, a man who proudly tells that he is not a man but rather an animal. Two legs bad, four legs good! I know it gets boring writing about how terrible Trump is, but he’s the goddamn elephant in the goddamn room, and pretending he isn’t is the biggest lie of all.

Afterwords Since I’m, well, pissing on Mike, honor compels me to remark that he wrote a pretty good column, “Was It For This?”, pointing out that Trump had delivered on precisely none of his “populist” objectives, though I hasten to add that most of his populist objectives stink. Bu in yet another column, on the Hawaiian missile scare, (he does knock them out, doesn’t he?), Mike goes off on another unattractive tangent, moaning about the so-called “holiday from history” of the Clinton era and claiming that, thanks to North Korea, we’re living under the gun just as much as we were back in the fifties.

Except that we’re not. I guess it’s rude to point out that the Clinton administration had worked out a “no nukes” agreement with North Korea that was deliberately sabotaged by the Republican Congress and explicitly repudiated by the Bush Administration, resulting in the resumption of the North Korean program, a boon, really, to the right, which wants to “prove” that international agreements never work and that only overwhelming military superiority can provide security, even though, as it seems, our military superiority can never be overwhelming enough. And so we are oblige to be terrified (or, more likely, pretend to be terrified) of “insane” leaders who might attack us at any time, when in fact they only wish to ensure that we never attack them. And so, supposedly in the interests of peace, we continually threaten them with “regime change”—because, as we all know, people will do anything you want as long as you just threaten them enough.

Yes, I lifted Mike’s metaphor and beat him over the head with it. Welcome to DC! ↩︎

The Washington Post—yes, that Washington Post—has a “dispassionate” take here that only identifies one major “disproved” (probably)—the claim that Michael Cohen, Trump’s special counsel, was in Prague in August 2016 for a meeting with Russian officials. This is the same Michael Cohen who pseudonymously transferred $130,000 to another pseudonymous lawyer, representing the obviously pseudonymous "Stormy Daniels" weeks before the 2016 election, said payment most definitely not made in return for Ms. Daniels' silence regarding an affair with Donald Trump, which, Mr. Cohen assures us, most definitely did not happen. So I'm sure there was no hanky panky regarding the Prague thing, which most certainly did not happen as well. ↩︎

Although Studio 54 was, notoriously, cocaine central during the eighties, Trump did not sniff. ↩︎

The Standard reported anonymous allegations that Big Bill took an occasional mulligan on the course (aka a do over) in tones of pure horror. A president who takes mulligans? Will our long national nightmare never end? In his deeply admiring biography of Dwight Eisenhower, Stephen Ambrose reported that as president, Eisenhower would demand “gimmies” on two and three foot putts, while insisting that his opponents sink two inchers. And if the Standard ever reported on Trump’s habit of driving his cart across a green, I never saw it. ↩︎

[mvltisstuff]

“quiet baby” - r.a

y/n pov (ew.)

the crowd of people at the cohens brushed past as i sipped my drink ryan made me. i said my greetings to the coopers and roberts and other family friends. i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t bored, and hot.

physically, it was in the high 90°s. but mentally, it was way more.

i looked over at ryan in his white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up. he had taken his jacket off through the night and he was gripping a glass while talking to seth. his hair had rid of the gel and returned to its normal soft swoops. his dark blue eyes stood out in the dim light on the back porch.

“why are you eyeballing him like he’s not already your boyfriend?” asked summer as she jumped up behind me. i rolled my eyes and walked away. i tried distracting myself by talking to other people, trying to influence them to kirsten’s fundraiser.

as i was speaking to a businessman about the details of the program, i felt an hand on my shoulder. he squeezed it and ran his hand down my upper arm. i turned my head and directed my eyes right into ryan’s.

“excuse me, may i just steal her for a second?” the man nodded saying, of course, and i walked away with ryan. he swiftly pulled me into the pool house, gripping onto my waist. his lips connected to mine and his hand traced the side of my neck. he moved my lightly curled hair out of the way and began giving light kisses to the side.

“you better make this quick, ry.”

“when have i ever had a problem with that?” he said and snickered at himself.

the feeling of his lips on mine was euphoric, the thoughts in my head flooding the section of my mind for him. my heartbeat sped up and thumped against my chest. our breathing started to synchronize together and my breaths feathered as we got closer.

i’d had enough of this heat and i needed more. i shoved him onto the bed, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal more of his body. i got on top of his crotch and started grinding myself up and down.

“y/n stop, please” ryan whined.

“sh sh sh…” i whispered. “don’t want anyone to hear, do you?”

he switched suddenly, and flipped us over so he was on top, he pulled the straps of my dress down off my shoulders and scrunched the dress down. my black, lace bra was visible under my emerald dress.

his hand traveled under us and started making it’s way up my dress until it reached my thong, matching with my bra. i let out a muffled moan and i watched ryan’s face perk up with pettiness as he pulled it to the side.

he scrunched up the rest of my dress and pulled it up to my hips. i started unbuttoning his dress pants and pulling them down. i rubbed my hand on his boxers and he let out deep moans against my chest. he left marks on my chest and started sucking on the skin near my breasts.

he pulled down my bra and started circling his tongue around my nipples. i let out a loud moan and he looked up at me.

“quiet, baby. i thought you didn’t want anyone to hear?”

“asshole. get a move on, then”

he laughed and moved himself up. i pulled his boxers down and his dick sprung out. he aligned himself with me and pushed himself in. we let out a deep moan at the same time and caught ourselves at the same time.

i started getting anxious about people finding out, but ryan soon calmed my nerves. “just relax, baby. let me make you feel good.”

“what if someo-“

“they won’t, babe, they’re all talking to the fucking business people.” his thrusts sped up and my mouth was frozen open. i wrapped my legs around his waist and clenched around him. “damn, that’s good baby.” he groaned out.

“ryan..”

“i know, y/n/n me too” his hand danced it’s way down to my clit and started rubbing harsh circles around it with his thick fingers. i started letting out quiet whimpers and he started to speed up again.

my orgasm was rushing up on me like a wave, ready to crash and ripple out. he gave a few more thrusts and pulled out. he continued rubbing my clit and pumping himself as we both came. his release was painted on my thighs as we both came down from the high. he crashed down next to me on the bed after i pulled my bra and dress up. he helped me clean up as he pulled me into another deep kiss.

“jesus christ i needed that.”

“thanks for saving me from that guy. i love kirsten but i was honestly just making shit up at that point.” we both giggled and he helped me fix my hair.

i buttoned his shirt back up and he tucked it in.

“normal?” he asked.

“you look good. me?”

“hot.” i smacked his shoulder and we walked out of the pool house, greeting more people. ryan walked over to sandy and seth who were observing (aka hardcore judging) the guests.

“fix your hair, you whore.” seth whispered to ryan.

“you dirty dirty children. should’ve never taken you in.” sandy said, taking another drink.