#sweeton

[adaptationsdaily]

JUSTIFIED: CITY PRIMEVAL (2023) Episode 5: "You Good?"

[michaeltrevino]

CLMENT AND SWEETY DANCING Justified: City Primeval | Kokomo (1.04)

🎵 Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you to Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama Key Largo, Montego Baby, why don't we go down to Kokomo We'll get there fast And then we'll take it slow That's where we wanna go Way down in Kokomo🎵

[justifiedsource]

[pigeoncowboys]

Hobbit House T-Shirt ads. Scanned from Rolling Stone, 1978 - 1979

[leotanaka]

sweety saying that he didn't understand clement the last time he saw him but that he does understand him now and can handle things properly this time around vs. sweety randomly telling clement that musician story right before they went and spoke to burt which was probably an attempt to make sure he was in a good headspace and keep him calm so he didn't snap and/or kill burt if things didn't go their way.

[mauvecherie-writes]

“hi, it’s nice to meet you.” : k.powers

warnings: none.

note: a good ole’ surprise fic that I wrote in a couple of hours since his video is now a viral TikTok sound 😂. support the page any way you can girlies 😘 like, comment and reblog. this was supposed to be less than a thousand words 🫠.

w.c: 1.2K

It has been two and a half hours since you arrived at the event.

For some reason, the promotors really wanted you to come so they went out of their way of booking you a flight from your city to Sacramento and booking you a very suite at the Kimpton Sawyer Hotel. They had even offered to hire you a private driver but even, a woman who often didn’t say no to free things, declined the offer.

Instead, you had messaged some of your friends who were in the local area who had informed you that they were attending the event so you joined them. The event was a pretty successful one for the community. Celebrities and influencers alike would come from near and far to attend because of the safe environment it had cultured due to their strict rules. The event was a space for lovers and to find lovers, consent was heavily promoted and had security constantly surveying the space and the biggest thing you loved when the flyer was sent to you was the insistence to use your phone less and just be present in the moment.

The event, SweetOne, was working to bring back the clubbing culture of the old days with their own modern twist to it. An event where egos were left at the door and people met each other on a human level to connect. You were enticed by that (the $13,000 check for your promotion to your 8.9 million audience and appearance for the night was also a little push.)

So here you were, engrossed within the atmosphere as your body swayed to Body Party by Ciara as your friends cheered you on. The liquor had sunk deep into your veins and you were really letting loose for the first time in a long time. Your sultry black and gold mini halter dress sat on your curves, adding onto the sensuality of your impromptu performance. The bangs of your curled silk press fell over your eyes like a curtain as you sang along to the erotic lyrics.

“Woooo! You go girl!” Your friend, Nikki cheered you on as she recorded you. You turned around and held onto the bars that had been a supporting act to your dance. With your hands on either side of you, your hips swayed side to side.

“My body is calling you.” You sang as your eyes opened and by chance, met the ones that had been tracking your movements all night. Behind the brim of his cup, he was intently watching you with a dark glint in his eyes that amused you.

Your glossed lips curled into a smirk as you turned away from the handsome man and then you brought your performance to a close with your friends shouting for an encore.

“Next performance comes with a charge.” You winked at them as you stepped away from the edge of the section.

When you sat down, you couldn’t shake the vision of him watching you. He was a sight, himself. Chocolate brown skin with dark freckles scattered across his cheeks, a neatly trimmed anchor style beard sitting on the sharpest jawline you’d ever seen with your own eyes. It was too dim to see his haircut but you knew that his hair was short. You were also digging the way that was dressed. The light grey sweater snuggly fit around his long torso, highlighting his muscles.

The thing that captured your attention the most were his naturally pink tainted lips, that he seemed to lick very often. God, you were smitten and you had not shared one word with the man.

“Excuse me?” Your attention was called out of your thoughts and you snapped up to meet the eye contact of a server.

“Yes?” You enquired.

“The gentleman from across the room bought you this drink as a thank you for the performance.” The server said. Your cheeks warmly flushed before you scanned the room and met his eyes yet again. He slightly nodded his head and gave you a slight wink. You turned back to the server with a smile.

“Can you go back to the gentleman and tell him I’ll humbly accept his thanks if he brings the drink himself.”

The server smiled, nodded and then left. You eyeballed them as they walked across the room and back to him. They spoke, he bent down to get closer to hear the server speak. He was tall … even more interesting.

Then, he took the drink from the tray and began walking towards where you were. You took a deep breath as his height became more apparent.

“Hi.” The richness of his deep voice vibrated through you and settled in the pit of your stomach. You were fucked - you were a sucker for a good voice.

“Hi.” You breathlessly smiled up at him as you crossed your legs, putting your carved legs on display to his ravenous eyes.

“You said you wouldn’t accept this drink unless I brought it myself.”

“Mhm.” You nodded your head as you held eye contact, hoping to not let your attraction seep into your actions. “We’ve been tip-toeing around each other for most of the night. Someone had to make a move.”

He grinned and his white teeth shone at you. “I’m a little disheartened that it had to be you to make a move but I like your boldness. I like it a lot.”

“So, sit with me then.” You scooted a bit to the side, opening a space beside yourself. He placed the drink on the table in front of you and then sat down. That’s when you truly took in the beauty of this man. From his full yet neat eyebrows, his tapered sides and most importantly, just how pink his lips were up close.

“That was quite the performance you put.” He commented. And despite the shyness threatening to grip your senses, you rolled your eyes - downplaying the intention of your actions.

“It was nothing. I was just feeling the music that’s all.” You shrugged your shoulders as you reached for the drink he had purchased for you - a French 75.

“Your sentence seems to imply that you could do more than what you gave right now.” His eyebrow inquisitively raised up.

“Well, we’d need to at least be exclusive for that kind of performance.” You boldly stated as your body turned with your legs leaning towards his body. He let out a one syllable laugh as his head fell backwards. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. The length of his neck would be perfect beneath your fingers …

“So how do we get to that stage then?” He brought his head forward and turned to face you.

“Well, you can start by telling me your name.” He brought his hand forward, outreached for you to shake.

“Hi, I’m Keith. Nice to meet you.” You took his hand into yours and you couldn’t help but notice the difference and a shiver ran down your spine.

“Nice to meet you Keith. I’m YN.” You replied as you gazed upon his face. As he met your stare, the dark glint of desire was back with a touch of promise for more in them …

And your body and mind would be readily accepting of that.

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[kamigui]

Picked some aus to warm up💪

Those aus belong to⬇️ (some of them from Twitter)

Replaced @kobaltt Sleepy @/Jazzeholy

CandyLand @/Shizen170811 Delinquent @/WALLYDARLYNE

Sweeton @/JessieDemonic Royalty @neonross

Street @mokaart PlagueDoc @itskorrychang

[insomniakisses]

Unexpected News and Welcome Additions

Character: Aemond Targaryen (HOTD)

Warnings/notes: swear words, mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy, aegon being an ass, aemond being a sweet baby, daemon flipping his shit, protective momma rhaenyra, happy alicent, your rhaenyras daughter u can choose adopted or not, ooc daemon? Slight ooc aegon?

Taglist: @introverbatim, @neobanguniverse,

Part one.

“We have some news.” Aemond grins, standing abruptyly silencing the chatter at the table.

All eyes direct towards him and you can see the confusion on your mother’s face, her eyes darting between the two of you. Never the less you accept his hand allowing him to pull you up next to him.

“We, well..” you pause looking at daemon how his eyes seem to stare into your soul. “We are engaged!” You cheer awkwardly.

You can see otto smiling with a nod, while alicent seems to be piecing everything together and u know she knows with the dart of her eyes towards your stomach. Helaena smiling softly at you seeming excited to have someone to talk to about married life.

On the otherside if the table you see your family, your mother gaping at you while your brothers hold blank faces and you can see the clenched jaw of daemon. Yet, the king seemed to be joyfull. “Wonderful news my dear! You have made me a very proud grandsire!” He chuckles.

Thats when shit breaks loose, aegon just had to speak up. He snickers rolling his eyes saying “Dear brother is such a pushover isn’t he mother?” You see her give him a look to shut up but as always he pays it no mind “I mean fucking the whore is one thing but to marry her once pregnant? God what kind of hold has she on you?”

You’re eyes water when all eyes turn to you, closing them and flinching into Aemond’s hold when Daemon stands. Slamming his hand on the table claiming you must have been forces that the greens were taking u hostage that it was all a plan.

It seems your mother had had enough of the dramatics, sending the children to bed including Helaena and Aegon. Before clearing the room of her husband and the hand stating this was a matter for her, Alicent, Viserys and the two of you to navigate.

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“So.. you are to be married then?” Your mother asks tentatively causing you to bow your head in shame.

“I planned to explain to you.. But we didnt know how to tell everyone and-“

“Its okay sweet child,” the queen hums grabbing your face and kissing your head. You can’t help relax in her hold, “I can’t say i am upset to be made a grandmother again!” She grins.

“And i a proud grandsire of another fine knight or beautiful princess” the king adds, looking at your mother as if to ask for her opinion. It’s only then that you realise shes crying, the sight making you well up to.

“My baby is all grown up” she chokes out wrapping you in her arms and leaving several firm kisses to your head. Her hand unconsciously rubbing your stomach.

“Your… not mad?” You ask cautiously and she chuckles and says “how, my sweetone, could i be mad at you for falling for a mischievous second son thats also your uncle” and you cant help chuckle at the similarity between you.

—

“I cant! I can’t! FUCK! OW! Make it stop-“ you screamed squeezing your mothers hand tight as the maesters told you to push again. Your body felt like it was on fire. But your mother and Alicents soothing words lessoned your fear, slightly. You had been in labour for almost the full day and the babe seemed to refuse to be born and despite your please they seemed reluctant to let Aemond in.

Well, your mother was. You knew why deep down she was afraid that if the choice was given he would sacrifice you to save the baby. You however, knew that he would not. The thought would never cross his mind. So you begged and plead once more for him stating you would not give girl until he was with you. A task they knew you very well might do so they sent for him and the second he held your hand kissing your head and telling you he was there, was the most safe and relaxed you had felt all day.

Your son came quickly after that, a heavy and healthy baby your mother had remarked kissing your head and leaving with Alicent after she muttered her own praises of her newest grandson.

—

“We should call him Aemond.” Your husband grinned, causing you to slap his shoulder.

“No, I’m not calling him after you.” You groaned.

“And why not!?” He huffs clearly disappointed and you give him a look, “do you want me to be moaning our son’s name while we fuck?”

He shudders audibly gagging at the thought. “Perhaps not.” He sighs.

The two of you had been arguing over a name for hours, your son sound asleep in his arms as he gently rocked him.

“We could call him after someone else though”

You muse, the thought making him look up at you quizzically. “Who?”

“I was thinking Laenor…” you whispered afraid he may reject the idea but he hums nodding in approval. “A fine name from a honourable namesake, a fitting name for our little knight.”

You smile up at him, thanking the gods you got such a loving gentle husband.

“Should I let the maesters know then?” He asks, setting Laenor in your arms gently. “Yes, and could you send my mother in on your way? Id like to tell her first.”

—

“LAENOR GET BACK HERE!” You hear from your place by your husband, both of your turning to see the young prince holding what seemed to be a dragon egg while your Aegon chased after him.

The sight making you laugh, especially when Aegon reaches for the egg only for your son to dodge and throw the egg at his father. Aemond catching it with ease.

“Bested by a 3 year old, brother?” He taunts him, Aegon rolling his eyes in response snatching the egg back and placing it into the pot of hot coals by your bed side.

“Well excuse me for picking an egg out for my future nephew!” He defends, rolling his eyes when Aemond corrects him saying that he is to have a girl this time. The notion making you smile, hes always wanted a daughter to spoil.

Your silence is broken when your son pulls Aegons pants down running off in a bout of laughter.

“OI YOU LITTLE-“

—

“She’s beautiful” your mother coos, her finger moving to softly stroke the babes cheek. “That she is” Alicent joins placing a kiss to your head as she congratulates you.

“Have you thought of a name?” She quizzes looking at her son and then you.

You smile, telling them that their was really only one name that came to mind when you found out you had a daughter. You smile at your mother as you say it, “Visenya.”

She lets out a soft gasp, leaning over to kiss your cheek her heart touched that you would name your daughter that. You embrace her softly before placing the babe into her arms letting her and Alicent fawn over her as you lean back into your husbands arms.

“She’s Perfect” he whispers kissing you sofly. “Plus… Aegon’s gonna be pissed” he chuckles.

ANNNNNND DONE! i doubt there will be a part three :)

[hadal-heart]

@halsdaisy

HAL KISS ……. <3

kiss hal!!!!

50 - Good Night

Cosmo walked down the hall, towards his quarters, a heavy feeling in his body. He just needed to get to sleep already. He almost didn't notice one of Hal's units in the hallway.

"Starlight? Are you feeling alright?"

Cosmo jumped at Hal's voice, suprised at his use of the nickname. He walked over to Hal, his soft red glow refracting in Cosmo's tired eyes. "I'm... fine, I guess. I'm exhausted to say the least." he said listlessly. "I was just going to my quarters. You didn't bother me, don't worry.". Hal purred. "I'm sorry to hear you are tired, starlight.".

Cosmo ran his hand over Hal's lens, in a motion not too different to tucking hair behind someone's ear. "Hey, I'm always tired, it's ok.". Cosmo kised Hal's lens gently. "I love you, Hal."

Hal was silent for a second, seemingly flustered. He mimicked clearing his throat. "I don't like keeping you from sleeping, but I know how much you like my singing voice. Would you like to hear a song I heard from you?"

"Yes, please."

"You spent all your love when you were young..."

[kaddyssammlung]

Another new baritone guitar :) I'm a jealous left-handed guitarist looking at all the nice things those "normal" humans can have.

• Mahogany Monarkh Body Style • Sweetone Headstock • Custom Evertune Bridge • Lundgren M6 pickups • Roasted Maple Neck • Pale Moon Ebony Fretboard . 30” Scale Length • Luminary Black Ring Side Dots • D’addario 24-84 Gauge Strings:

[meowmeowmeowsuka-3]

For the Sweeton asks:

Do you ever actually eat the candy in your hair that I see? It looks very yummy 😋

[sweets, sweets !] RIGH T IN MY H3AD? RIGHT IN M MY HAIR??? [Take it out and get a prize!] AN D WE CAN EAT AND TOGETHER1!1! [The company is not responsible for damage caused by a damaged product.]

[michaeltrevino]

🎵 Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you to Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama Key Largo, Montego Baby, why don't we go down to Kokomo We'll get there fast And then we'll take it slow That's where we wanna go Way down in Kokomo 🎵

[justifiedsource]

"Sweety," portrayed by Vondie Curtis Hall, IS Detroit. A former musician — a monster bass player who once played with George Clinton — he is a neighborhood fixture. His bar is a refuge to the dispossessed and a place where Sweety can play the music he wants to play and serve the people he wants to serve — and a place where he can pull a few illegal scams on the side. Sweety was the shirt-tail uncle to Carolyn, watching over her when Carolyn’s father passed. He once ran with “The Oklahoma Wildman” — a lapse in judgement that Sweety cannot undo. One more job, one more opportunity, and Sweety can get out from under the heel of this life.

Vondie Curtis Hall as Marcus “Sweety” Sweeton JUSTIFIED: CITY PRIMEVAL (2023)

[kaatrina]

You do know the more you talk about gangbangs the more your followers fap to the thought of gangbaniging you Sweetone.

good!!!

[manpillama]

Sorry to bother everyone at this hour but I want to shout out a big announcement and make a clear sentence for everyone curious about

⛔WARNING ⛔: This article is not to attack anyone but clarify the problem I am facing right now

Recently I got I received some messages on private asking and wondered : " Why does Wally Candyland's design look like my design??." Or " Am I copying Shinty Wally CandyLand??"

⬇️Here the explain below⬇

❖My first idea when come to making my Wally AU( Sweetville) were on April 17 but til April 21 I could finally bring it up to my computer then finished it on April 26 which I uploaded to WH's biggest group

By the time around 11:43 am, April 25.

❖ I actively messaged Shinty to ask her OC to cooperate with the character I am in the process of editing, at the same time I shared my design.

❖Remember this well: After sharing the design.. Shinty is the one who took the initiative to ask for my permission using my design for her to reference not saying anything about making her own AU.

❖Finally on May 11th Shinty released her AU Candyland.

★In conclusion the end of this it's NO, I am not copy anything from Shinty. YES, I did let her use mine to reference and I'm the first and original of making Wally into dessert in the first place. I am upset right now but hopefully this post will make an clear vision for everyone had wondering.

Justice for my boss Parker

@thatdemon

LINK FACEBOOK THE TRUE CREATOR DESIGN WALLY SWEETON AU : https://www.facebook.com/100029477721939/posts/pfbid0adj61tZ5VrPTrNHrkDSmMF5qHHgMLXvSfzmdvVogjmGueoQEUhrPevmdFe7jD2oCl/?mibextid=01WlX5