#the tension in that song just matches all their interactions so well

[starruid]

live action zosan/sanzo is so chad and ryan in the hit song “I don’t dance” from High School musical

[celestialulu]

oooooooo you wanna tell me about nalu kpop au oooooooooooo you wanna tell me about nalu kpop au soooo bad

I feel like this is gonna be hard to do as a lot of the things I thought of bounced off of your ideas lol,, sorry if i accidentally stole ur ideas... anyway heres my thoughts on a nalu kpop au (its gonna be a LONG post i have a LOT of thoughts my baddd):

Well first of all I make a pinterest board for most of the aus I think of, just for a general idea and aesthetic and heres the one i did for that !!

(sorry it may not be that great I just needed some stuff to visualize it lol)

-Honestly i'm indecisive and cannot decide if I would personally put them in a group or if they would be soloists. I do think Lucy would suit being a soloist and it has a lot of potential if she were, reasons like her being from a prestigious family could be interesting with lucy feeling isolated and lonely a lot.

-Following the last point, maybe a lot of people in the industry might not really feel the need to talk to her much or have pre-existing assumptions about her and how she would act.

-Natsu (also a popular idol in the industry) first interacts with Lucy at some award show and he knows of her and loves her songs and performances but in that moment he doesn't really connect the dots and realize it's her, but he knows that she feels familiar for some reason.

-They talk a little and Lucy is surprised as she doesn't speak to many people that aren't staff or management and forced promotional stuff. She's a little awkward and she tends to talk a lot and rant because of that and Natsu thinks she's kinda weird (but in a nice way). They're cut off from that and don't see each other for the rest of the evening.

-Natsu realizes it was Lucy a few days later and no one believes that talked with her.

-They become close friends after being tasked to do a collab stage performance together.

-They practice a LOT, of course because they are hard workers but also because they enjoy spending time together and spending time together outside of work would cause rumors.

-The pure tension they have while practicing some of the moves for the performance.

-Natsu getting hit on the head of how attractive Lucy is after they go all out in one of their final practice sessions when shes sweaty, hair completely sticking out everywhere and wearing comfy baggy clothes which she wore for the purpose of practicing. (and also vice versa for Lucy)

-Natsu and Lucy looking hot (and cute) as fuck on a magazine cover photoshoot together.

-And alternatively, Natsu or Lucy looking hot as fuck for a solo magazine photoshoot and the other seeing it and having their own crisis.

-After the collab stage they aren't able to hang out or meet, even though Natsu has tried to on his on accord but his management has to make sure he doesn't, and although Lucy also misses hanging out with him she doesn't want any rumors to circulate and Natsu makes it his mission to try and find her at any event she might also be attending.

-They text and call a lot. Natsu often gets teased by others because of how much he smiles and laughs while texting Lucy.

-Natsu sends Lucy pictures of ANYTHING that has her on it in public. (posters, magazines, billboards etc etc)

-Natsu and Lucy start to hang out again after Lucy accidentally gets a little tipsy at some event and it's a casual event so Natsu is able to be the one to take Lucy home.

-Then starts the secret meetups, them dressing up in disguises and heavy clothing to even travel to somewhere private like each others home.

-Natsu has the most HIDEOUS disguises btw and Lucy tries to act peeved but she can't help but smile at the silly disguises.

-Lucy attends one of his tour concerts, she wears a bright ribbon in her hair she knows he's seen her wear before hoping he might see her in the audience. He texts her excitedly after the concert asking if she was really there.

-Natsu gifts Lucy matching friendship jewelry for her birthday (could be a necklace or bracelet but for this I like the idea of a necklace more) They both wear them 24/7.

-they hide it for a LONG time… like we're talking MONTHS and then they accidentally slip up and one day people find paparazzi pics of each where the matching jewelry is seen.

-Then they get CRAZY dating rumors like it is EVERYWHERE…

-Lucy is freakinggg the fuck out and Natsu just feels bad because Lucy is so anxious, he couldn't really care less about the public thinking Lucy is his gf but he does get it as rumors like this can damage a career and he knows that.

-They keep silent and carry on as though nothing happened and the rumors sort to die down after a while but theres still those odd few people who believe in it.

-Lucy doing a sexy cunty stage performance on a big big show, and Natsu is attending in the audience and someone slyly filmed his reaction where he is very visibly stunned and very confused about his feelings for her. It circulates social media a lot.

-Lucy sees this video but makes herself believe he isn't into her like that.

-Natsu acts completely indifferent to the video so people won't ask him about it.

-As much as most people would act like he doesn't know Lucy at all after the rumors, on tv shows he doesn't hesitate to sing or dance to her songs publicly.

-People notice how much Natsu and Lucy are very comfortable with each other, teasing and arguing endearingly with each other on a reality tv show.

-They start hanging out publicly without caring after this.

-Them writing lyrics about each other in songs, and Lucy is VERY angsty and poetic about it.

-Lucy getting drunk and asking Natsu "What would we be if we weren't this?"

-Natsu thinks she means career wise, and starts to think of what he would be if he wouldn't be an idol. She clarifies she meant them as in their relationship with each other. He can't answer.

-After that, it's a little awkward. Natsu doesn't know if she remembers. She does. But she doesn't dare act like she does.

-It gets a bit more crazy as they are asked to do another collab stage together after the success of the last one. They accept because, yknow, its like the best way for them to hang out privately without crazy disguises and the like.

-As if the last collab performance was bad enough without the choreography being an average dance this one is WAY WORSE. a lot more contact. a lot more closeness.

-The ending pose of the performance is Lucy laying on the floor and Natsu leaning over her.

-One day, they practice for HOURS straight trying to get it right and perfect the dance. After going all out, and in the ending pose Natsu is looking down at Lucy's messy hair and flushed face and her wide eyes. He kisses her.

-They ditch practicing for the evening and end up making out in the dance practice room for a while.

-Their new collab stage gets leaked when Lucy breaks her ankle and carries her down the street fast as FUCK where there's a really close hospital nearby. He feels bad as they have been practicing so much as an excuse to hangout with each other.

-They basically become "official" after that, but still try and keep it secret from the public. It kinda falls apart after pictures come out where Natsu clearly has a hastily wiped lipstick mark on his cheek and Lucy's neck is littered with hickeys.

-People connect the dots with Natsu and Lucy acting insufferable with each other in public, Natsu cheering his lungs out and supporting Lucy so loudly, and Lucy likewise but a little more restrained than him.

-Natsu once went viral for punching someone trying to get too close to Lucy.

-They never officially state they're together but they don't hide it as much after a while and then in the future one day it comes out that they're literally engaged.

-They have the cutest wedding pics ever and Lucy plays a song she wrote about him before they got together at their wedding.

-Then they're happily supporting each other's activities as a married couple, Natsu commenting and reposting everything Lucy posts and being very loud about her comebacks. Lucy is the same.

This is long as fuck and there's probably so many other things to say but this ended up basically being a whole as story instead of odd headcanons this probably makes ZERO sense. my bad. hope you enjoy anyway <3

[gritsandbrits]

How to fix Sinbad

Or, some the problems My fan sequel would fix

Sinbad is a guilty pleasure for me. While i enjoy the animation and characters I feel like this is one of Dreamworks weaker movies and should've gotten the same depth Prince of Egypt and Shrek got.

Make it a musical! its very rare for a musical animated movie with a plot not about princesses or talking animals. A musical sinbad forms a trilogy with Prince of Egypt & El Dorado and stand out from other action movies of its time. We would get more bangers and a memorable story. So in my fan sequel I would imagine the songs inspired by Arab, African, Mediterranean and Middle Eastern genres. Imagine starting the movie off with a powerful sea shanty by Sinbad's crew; or a love duet between Marina and Sinbad; a bittersweet ballad for Proteus or a wickedly cool number by Eris.

Develop Sinbad x Marina futher: let's not lie sinbad and marina was a forced relationship that rarely provided any tension. Like she realises he's her true love despite their only true interactions being yesrs ago where he saw her an not actually know her? In a rewrite i would've had it where they meet where they were teenagers and became friends but had to break things apasrt when Marina had to focus on matters on the nobility and becoming a bride to Proteus. This spurs Sinbad to join a pirate crew to avoid confronting his feelings. Well, we cant rewrite past in my sequel so instead, i devote a good time towards developing their relationship, such as showing more of Sinbad's vulnerable side, Marina being his match physically and intellectually, quirky omantic gestures etc.

Give Proteus more screentime - in a rewrite, I wouldve had it where Eris visits proteus in jail to manipulate him into hating sinbad, however his faith in sinbad refuses to break and he begins to suspect that she had the book all along. We go back in forth between Sinbad's journey and Proteus thinking of a plan to expose her all the while pretending to be on her side. Also his relationship with marina gets more weight say he never romantically liked her and beleived her to be a beter fit for sinbad but still needed to complete his royal duties. In my sequel he plays a more active role in the story by joining sinbad's crew, and even gets his own romantic arc with my oc Princess Kaya, putting in end to the unsolved marriage plot by giving him someone he genuinely likes AND an important political ally.

Have the crew show off their skills more ie. One thing in my fan sequel the crew gets more action sequences to rekind yall thay this IS an adventure movie and i love seeing the heroes kick monster butt! Explore the characters unqiue skille such as Sinbad's cunning, marina's navigational prowess, proteus's swordsmanship.

Develop the rest of Sinbad's crew. One of the biggest missed opportunities were getting to know Sinbad's crew as individuals. When did they join? Why are they so loyal to him? It doesnt have to be directly in the movie it can be in supplementary material like videos or blog posts. You can pull a shrek and have them be inspired by other fictional seafarers like one crewmate is based on Captain Ahab, another based on Jim Hawkins etc. Just give them more personality beyond being cheerleaders.

Explain the Macguffin: okay so when the Book of Whatever is stolen SHOW the effects of the kingdom, ie, people slowing getting sick, buildings start falling apart, growing tensions among the populace and nobility. Dont just tell us that stealing the book would cause chaos SHOW US. Also why would eris need to steal a book when she's literally a goddess cant she just put a hex on the kingdom? Imy rewrite, i try to show the damage my oc villain Nazar has caused ie. The sea becoming full of algae which is turn begins to send nearby popularations to starve, in turn forcing to concede to the villains rule just to survive. Kaya experience trauma from almost getting kidnapped but with help from her friends andnlove interest she overcomes it to stop the villain.

DONT make it dark and edgy. While i wouldn't completely sanitize it I also want to remind the audience that it IS a kids movie. And the last thing i need is corporate cynicism in my colorful fantasy movie!!

Bring more story influences - Im not entirely familiar with the stories of sinbad but I'd like to incorporate more of its lore and Arab/Swana culture since its rarely explored in a positive light in western media. Like, maybe thus sinbad is the son of the sailor from the original stories follwing in his footsteps and previous escapades alludes to actual legends from the book. In my sequel the villain Nazar has a giant snake as a reference to the 2nd Voyage. As for culture, maybe have have more deities like egyptian and Persian gods, Sinbad wearing Iraqi attire to reflect his origins, and in Kaya's case she's an african mermaid.

In my sequels use other villains - As cool as eris is i wouldnt want to use her over and over again. I'd have more antagonists like the Demon worshipers from the seventh voyage, or a rival crew, or evil ghost royalty coming back for revenge etc. Dont rehash the same scheme either. That's why i created Nazar, he's a mostly human antagonist who is a sea conqueror and has his own crew of sailors trying to poison the world's oceans.

Give sinbad flaws: while he had flaws they werent always addressed in the story. Have the other characters call out his reckless and odd chauvinism. Have him experience failure or a situation where he can't solve everything. Make him RELY on his crew.

[thatmagickjuju]

author's note: fem!reader x James Valdez ... holy shit, this was written AGES ago and posted on my AO3. i decided maybe it's time to post it to tumblr to sprinkle a little of my own love for james valdez around. i currently do not take requests, so please do not send any. minors do not interact! i will block you. additionally, i do not consent to my work being taken/reposted, plagiarized, or translated without my permission.

disclaimer: i don't write x reader POV like most. i still use third person with 'y/n' inserts. it is my preferred way of writing.

request: a one shot for james valdez inspired by the song partition by beyonce?

warnings: unprotected PinV sex, male receiving.

Red matte lips matched manicured nails, matching red bottom Louboutin heels strapped tightly against her ankle. The form-fitted dress hugged all the right places, giving off a vibe unlike any other. She felt gorgeous in it - sexy even, and she knew as soon as James saw her, he’d have to control himself from skipping the event altogether for a steamy night in. Forty-five minutes to get all dressed up; Y/N wasn’t going to allow James to ruin the outfit just yet.

“Y/N, we’re gonna be late! Hurry up.” 

Rolling her eyes to his pleas, she fluffed her hair one last time before smiling back at her reflection, loving the image staring back at her. 

Finally, Y/N opened the door, spotting her beloved, James Valdez, on the bed in his infamous black suit. She silently cursed him. He knew very well what the suit did to her, the many enjoyable memories involving the outfit suddenly poured into her mind like a tipped-over tea kettle. 

“This," she began, showcasing herself, "takes time.” Y/N gave a quick spin, allowing the man to get a 360 view.

James’s eyes lit up, immediately darkening from the nasty thoughts and images flashing through his head. “Damn baby,” he mumbled under his breath, getting to his feet.

“Don’t get any bright ideas tough guy,” she warned, holding an authoritative finger to stop him.

“You can’t come out of the bathroom looking sexy as all hell and not expect me to try and get one in before we leave.” His hands found their way to her hips, bringing her into his chest.

“You can try but you’ll be horribly rejected.” A playful smirk tugged at the corner of her painted lips as she slithered out of his grasp, reaching for the door. “Now come, we’re going to be late.” An audible defeated sigh was heard from James, following closely behind her. 

The hotel they were staying in was quiet and Y/N could almost hear the wheels churning in James’ head. Their mission was to infiltrate their target’s house, weaving their way through the home to retrieve a rare, ancient, expensive - worth millions - artifact. No questions were asked as to why the artifact was important; the dollar amount was the reward sparking the duo’s interest. One hundred million dollars was the asking price to fetch said artifact with the promise of a challenging retrieval. However, for that amount of money, Y/N and James were willing to jump into shark-infested waters.

The duo worked tirelessly on a plan consisting of contingency plans A, B, and C. Finally, they were able to find the perfect opportunity to conduct the mission and get their money.

Outside the expensive hotel waited a white limo where they planned to arrive at the party in style. Others will stare with puzzled glances for a chance to recognize the new faces attending the gathering while the duo walked through the crowd as if they owned the place. It wasn’t their first rodeo - surely wasn’t going to be their last. 

Settling into the limo, Y/N sat comfortably as James poured himself a glass of champagne. “One turns into half the bottle; don’t go and get all tipsy on me. You need to be sharp for this to work. We only get one shot.”

“Relax, Y/N. We’ve done how many jobs by now? I know my limits. You, on the other hand, need a glass to release the tension in those shoulders.”

“My shoulders are fine,” Y/N assured him, her voice dripping with annoyance. “But thank you for your concern,” she snarkily added.

Unamused by her demeanor, James set the glass down and moved until he was next to her. Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, he leaned in, his lips barely touching her earlobe. “I know a way to relieve that tension,” he suggested as his other hand caressed her knee, inching its way up to her thigh. 

“Don’t be slick,” she warned, keeping her gaze forward and arms folded across her chest. Despite her verbal rejection, her body reacted the opposite. A thin line of goosebumps trailed along with his fingertips and a shiver shook her spine from the breath against her neck.

“I’m not being slick,” he defended. “But I know something already is.” 

Y/N hated how well he knew her body. Her core was throbbing simply from the gentle touch of his hands gliding along her skin from her inner thigh to her knee and back. Y/N’s eyes fluttered shut. James’ breath caressed her neck once again with a destructive force.

“James, this dress was over a thousand dollars and my makeup is worth more than your watch. You mess them up, I mess you up,” she growled, tilting her head, and exposing her neck.

“You act like this is the first time we’ve fucked in a limo.” He had a point and made his point by rubbing his fingers against her soaked laced panties.

“I hate the effect you have on me,” Y/N gasped, giving in to her partner’s seduction.

“Lying will get you nowhere.” Catching her lips in his, James pulled Y/N onto his lap, placing his hands on either side of her face. Her kisses were infectious - like eating the world’s greatest pastry, one is never enough. It had always been that way with the duo since they met in the military. 

Y/N removed her Louboutin heels, tossing them to the other seat before settling into James’s lap. Lucky for her she chose a dress that hugged her chest and midriff but felt loose around the hips and waist.

James’s hands fell from her face to her hips, helping as she rocked herself on his generous bulge. Y/N could feel him throbbing for her just as much as she was wet for him. It’s like they were in perfect sync no matter what they were doing. Even that thought made Y/N quiver … or was it James’s teeth lightly nibbling on her breast?

“The partition is down,” Y/N whispered, her eyes fluttering shut. James moved his gaze to find she was right, and he locked eyes with the driver. 

“Driver, roll up the partition please,” James called out without stopping his tease. Almost instantly they heard the thick glass screen close, giving them the privacy needed to continue their play.

Reaching between her legs, James moved her underwear aside, sliding two digits into her soaked folds. He could feel her breathing quicken and her legs begin to shiver merely by his touch. “Oh baby, you make me weak,” she whispered, bucking her hips to move against his fingers. James smiled at this, using his free hand to help guide her down onto his fingers. He loved watching her take control, doing the work to get herself off. The way her eyes would flutter shut right before she’d let out a moan caused his member to ache. He wanted her … bad. But he knew to take his time and be patient with her.

Moving herself off him, Y/N moved so she was between James, comfortably on her knees. Hands ran down his chest, stopping on his belt. He took this as a cue and helped remove the belt, unfastening the button. With a devilish grin, Y/N pulled open his pants releasing his cock. There was no hesitation in her movements as she pushed herself forward, slowly running her tongue from the base to the tip, lapping up the pre-cum. 

James let out a sigh, his head falling back onto the seat with his eyes closed. The feel of her tongue wrapped around his dick was a feeling he’d never get used to but welcomed every chance he could. Y/N was the first to ever fully want to give him head without asking for it; mostly because she thoroughly enjoyed feeling him squirm and shake under her. She liked having control and used it to her advantage. 

“Y/N, fuck. I’m gonna come.” Lifting herself up, Y/N climbed on James’s lap, straddling him. Almost as if reading her mind, James moved her panties to the side, allowing her to slip onto him with ease. Rolling her hips forward, Y/N held onto his shoulders for support, her forehead resting against his. She started off slow, getting into her rhythm before feeling James raise his hips, yearning to be deeper.

Y/N quickened her pace, the sensation building inside pulling moans and gasps from her lips. Her mind had become so enraptured, that other sounds or distractions had been cut off from reaching her. James’s thumb rubbed against her clit in rhythmic movement while she rode his cock like it was the last time she’d ever receive it. 

“I’m going to fucking come,” James grunted out between thrusts, the feeling of his hard cock pushing at her walls making her groans match his. “I can’t hold it anymore.” Y/N watched as James’s face contorted and she felt his cock twitch inside as he came, sending her over the brink along with him. Both moaned the other’s names as they released, tingles pricking at her skin.

With their breaths increased, Y/N looked out the window realizing their limo had arrived at the party. “Shit. Get your shit together,” she commanded, grabbing her shoes.

[nicholassturnilio]

𝖡𝖾𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝖾𝗆 ~

When you and Matt have chemistry in bed, Inspired by Sabrina Carpenter's song 'Bed Chem', smut

Initially, your relationship with Matt was established through mutual acquaintances and, although your interactions were limited to the occasional brief greeting, you both knew there was something special.

At first, you spoke for a few moments, and your conversation was relatively brief and short. But your friend encouraged you to introduce yourselves and that's when your biggest interactions were on mobile screens. You liked each other's photos on Instagram, and you scrolled the screen, tapping your feet while you looked at him in that photo, you even had a little fun seeing him in that white jacket, you may find that your fingers are more nimble than you remember.

He was there again, in her circle of his friends, who fortunately were also your friends, even from a distance you could feel the sexual tension and you were wondering if he felt the same way, you start to speculate as to whether he was similarly affected. It was a bit silly to think that you both would be a great match in bed, wasn't it?

Their eyes met in a mutual gaze, both reluctant to initiate a conversation. You felt a bit nervous when you saw him approaching. He was looking at you from head to toe, gradually overcoming the initial barriers of pride and reluctance.

Hey.. He says, his voice soft, your attention is immediately drawn to those wide blue eyes, making your legs weaken a little, he must have a big bad... whatever.. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself before turning fully towards you, his blue eyes locked onto your, There's a playful glint in his gaze, but beneath it, there's something more...

Well, look at you, all dressed up like some kind of goddess. He says, his voice low and husky and his eyes roam over your body, appreciating every curve and contour before settling back on your face.

Thanks, you're not so bad yourself. you replies, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably. Yor voice comes out as a shy whisper, betraying your true feelings. You bites your lip nervously, wondering if this was really going to happen. Was he really going to make a move on you? Or was you just reading too much into it? Either way, you can't help but hope that he does.

Matt's eyes darken with desire as he sees you bite your lip. He takes a step closer, closing the distance between you both, until they're practically touching. He reaches out and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your skin.

I know I'm not bad, he murmurs, his breath hot against your neck, but you...you're something else entirely. He pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, his own burning with intensity.

I've wanted you since the moment I first saw you and I'm done holding back. he confesses, the hints of his Boston accent.. I love It.

Your breath hitches as his fingers trace along your jawline, sending shivers down your spine. You looks up at him, your heart pounding in your chest. This is really happening. Oh really? And what exactly did you have in mind? You asks, trying to keep your voice steady despite the rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Matt smirks, his hand moving from your cheek to wrap around the nape of your neck, pulling you closer until there's no space left between Well, I was thinking maybe we could find somewhere a little more private. he whispers against your lips and his other hand slides down to rest on your hip, squeezing gently as he presses himself against you. He can already tell by the way you leaning into him that you wants this just as much as he does.

But if you'd rather talk about it, he teases, we can do that too.

Maybe we could... You starts, trailing off as you loses yourself in his eyes. Find that private spot? Your voice is barely above a whisper, filled with desire and need. You places your hands on his chest, feeling the solid muscles underneath his shirt, and pushes herself up onto your toes, pressing her body flush against his.

So now you're in his car. As soon as you both are inside, he pulls your close, his mouth finding yours in a heated kiss. He pours all of his pent-up desire into it, his tongue slipping past your lips to tangle with yours.

His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of your curves as he kisses you deeply. He can feel you melting into him, your own hands tangling in his hair as you responds eagerly to his touch.

But as much as he wants to take this further right now, he knows they need to slow down. No breaking the kiss, panting softly as he rests his forehead against yours. Let me take you to my house.. please.

You nod, you breathing heavy and uneven as you struggles to catch your breath. The kiss had been intoxicating, leaving you dizzy with desire. You looks up at him, your eyes glazed with lust and a hint of uncertainty.

Your house? You asks, your voice barely a whisper. You bites your lip again, a nervous habit you seems unable to break even in such an intimate situation.

Despite the confusion swirling in your head, you doesn't resist when he leads you out of the car and towards his home. Instead, you follows obediently, your heart racing with anticipation and fear.

Once inside, Matt locks the door behind them and wastes no time in pulling you into his arms once more. His hands explore your body, tracing the outline of your curves as he backs your up against the nearest wall. His lips find yours again, kissing you passionately while one hand slips beneath your shirt to tease at the hem of your skirt. He groans into the kiss, feeling your nipples harden against his palm.

God, you're driving me crazy he growls against your lips before capturing your bottom lip between his teeth and biting gently.

With a swift movement, he lifts you up until you wrapped around his waist, your legs instinctively wrapping around him for support. He carries you upstairs to his bedroom, never breaking eye contact or slowing down their passionate embrace. Without a word, he pulls you into his arms once more, kissing your fiercely as his hands begin to explore your body again. His fingers find the hem of your shirt and slide beneath, caressing the smooth skin of your back.

You moan into the kiss, your own hands fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. You needs to feel his skin against your, to lose herself in the sensation of his touch. Breaking the kiss, Matt steps back just enough to pull his shirt off over his head, revealing his toned chest and abs. Matt watches you intently as you undoes the last button of his shirt, your fingers trembling slightly. He can see the desire in your eyes, the same desire that mirrors his own. He steps closer again, his hands finding the waistband of your jeans. With deft movements, he unbuttons them and slowly lowers the zipper, his fingers brushing against your skin.

As he peeks down, he can't help but admire how your breasts strain against the fabric of your top. He leans down and captures a nipple through the thin material, sucking it into his mouth. The taste of your sends another surge of arousal through him, making his cock twitch in anticipation. He wants you, he needs you– and he's not going to wait any longer.

Feeling Matt's hot mouth on your sensitive nipple sends jolts of pleasure shooting straight to your core. You arches your back, pushing yourself further into his mouth, desperate for more. Your hands move to his shoulders, gripping tightly as you tries to stay standing. Your knees feel weak, like they might buckle at any moment. With a shaky breath, you manages to speak, Please... don't stop.

Matt chuckles low in his throat at your plea, the sound vibrating against your breast. He releases your nipple with a wet pop, looking up at you with a wicked grin. Don't worry baby, I'm nowhere near done with you yet, he promises, his voice rough with desire.

In one swift motion, he grabs the hem of your shirt and tugs it up and over your head, tossing it aside carelessly. His eyes darken as he takes in the sight of your bare breasts, full and perfect. Unable to resist, he cups them in his large hands, kneading the soft flesh as he thumbs your nipples. They harden instantly under his touch, begging for more attention. Leaning down, he captures one in his mouth again, sucking hard as he rolls the other between his fingers.

Matt continues his sensual assault on yours breasts, alternating between licking, sucking, and gently biting your nipples until they're stiff peaks. One hand slides down your stomach, popping the button of your jeans and lowering the zipper. He slips his hand inside, cupping your mound through the damp fabric of your panties. You're already so wet for me, he murmurs approvingly, rubbing your clit in slow circles. I bet you taste divine.

Pulling back, he hooks his fingers in the waistband of both yours jeans and underwear and tugs them down your legs, helping your step out of them. Now fully naked, he takes a moment to admire your beauty, from your full breasts to your curvy hips and long, toned legs. You gasps as Matt teases your pussy through your aoaked panties, the pressure building quickly. You squirms, trying to get closer to his touch, your body aching for more.

Is this okay? You nod, your breath hitching in your throat as you tries to form words. But all that comes out is a whimper of need. Satisfied with your response, Matt hooks his fingers into the sides of yours panties and drags them down yours legs, dropping them to the floor. He steps back to admire you completely nude form, his gaze roaming hungrily over every inch of your exposed skin. So fucking beautiful, he growls appreciatively, his eyes locking onto you dripping slit. I need to taste you now.

Kneeling before you, Matt spreads your thighs wide apart, exposing your glistening folds to his eager gaze. Without hesitation, he leans in and licks a long, slow stripe up your center, savoring your sweet flavor. Matt groans around your clit, loving the way you responds to his touch. He doubles his efforts, flicking his tongue rapidly against your swollen nub while inserting two fingers deep within your slick channel. He curls them upward, hitting that spot inside your that makes stars explode behind your eyelids. His thumb replaces his tongue on your clit, pressing down firmly as he laps at your juices.

Mmm... He hums against your pussy, sending vibrations rippling through your entire body. Yours legs tremble uncontrollably, threatening to give out beneath you. You clings tighter to Matt's shoulders, your nails digging into his skin. I'm gonna... You warns breathlessly, feeling an overwhelming urge to cum. But before you can finish speaking, a powerful orgasm rips through your body like lightning strikes across the sky. Your inner walls clench rhythmically around Matt’s fingers as wave after wave of intense pleasure pulses through your veins.

Matt moans deeply as your pussy spasms around his fingers, your release flooding his mouth with your sweet essence. He drinks it down greedily, continuing to lap at you as you rides out the waves of ecstasy. That's it baby, let go for me, he encourages huskily, working you through your climax with skilled strokes of his tongue and fingers. Cum all over my face like a good girl.

Once your shaking subsides somewhat, he slowly withdraws his digits and stands, bringing them to his lips to suck clean. Yours pants heavily, still trembling slightly from the intensity of your orgasm. You watches Matt lick his fingers clean, a look of pure lust burning in your eyes. Without thinking about it too much, you reaches down and wraps your hand around his thick erection, stroking him firmly through his boxers, is big...

Matt lets out a guttural growl at your touch, his eyes rolling back momentarily in bliss. He grabs your wrist gently but firmly, guiding your hand to pump him faster. That's it... just like that, he groans appreciatively. You know exactly how to handle me. His free hand moves to your ass, giving each cheek a firm squeeze before slipping between them to tease your tight hole with his index finger.

Do you want me inside you? he asks huskily, knowing full well what her answer will be. You nods vigorously, biting your lip as Matt's finger presses against your tight opening. Yes, please... You begs shamelessly, no longer able to hold back your desires. Your hand continues to stroke him feverishly, feeling his length throb and swell even larger under your ministrations. You can't wait to feel him stretching your open and filling your completely.

With a low grunt, Matt tears off his boxers, freeing his massive erection. It springs up, hard and ready, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Hold onto the bed, he commands gruffly, he picks you up and puts you down turning you around to face away from him. Grabbing your hips, he lines himself up with your entrance and thrusts forward in one swift motion, burying himself balls-deep inside your with a satisfying snap of his hips.

Fuuuck, you curses loudly, Matt's eyes widening at the incredible sensation of being wrapped in your tight heat. So goddamn tight... you were made for my cock. You screams loudly as Matt buries himself deep within you, the stretch and burn making your head spin. You braces yourself against the bed, gripping the sheets tightly. Fuck Matt.. You chants breathlessly, pushing back against him instinctively. Your walls clench around his throbbing member, massaging it deliciously as he begins to move.

Feeling your walls gripping him so perfectly drives Matt wild with desire. He pulls almost all the way out before slamming back into you with enough force to make the bed creak ominously. So good for me, take It he snarls possessively, setting a punishing pace that has yours bodies slapping together wetly. All yours... Each thrust hits deeper than the last, stretching your further until you feels like you might burst apart from sheer pleasure.

Matt leans over your back, wrapping an arm around your chest to pull your upright against him. This new position allows him to drill even deeper into you, hitting spots that make stars burst behind your closed eyelids. Fuck yeah... take every inch, he grunts roughly, punctuating each word with another powerful thrust. His other hand snakes down, fingers finding your clit once again. He rubs it mercilessly, determined to send your spiraling into another mind-shattering orgasm.

You cries out loudly, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of Matt's relentless pounding and the expert stimulation of your sensitive clit. You can barely form coherent thoughts anymore, let alone words. Oh god! Yes! I'm close... so close! You manages to gasp out between ragged breaths. Cum right on me!

Hearing you desperate plea sends a surge of satisfaction through Matt. His grip on your hips tightens to the point of pain, driving himself even harder into your welcoming depths. Matt's grip on your hip tightens as he senses you approaching climax. He pistons into your harder and faster, chasing his own release while driving her towards yours, That's it baby, cum for me, he growls in your ear, nipping at the lobe. You're so good, so perfect.. The way he talks so sweet when he's doing bad things..

Just as you starts to convulse around him, Matt buries himself to the hilt one final time and explodes, painting your insides with his hot seed. Fuckkk... he roars, his entire body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm. He tips you over the edge. You convulses around him as you climaxes violently, yours juices coating his shaft slickly while your walls milk him for all they're worth. You got there together, both arriving at the same time.

As their orgasms subside, Matt slowly eases out of your spent body, his softening cock slipping free with a wet pop. He collapses onto the bed beside you, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. That was... fuck, that was incredible, he murmurs, reaching over to pull your limp form against his side. You're amazing, you know that? He strokes her hair affectionately, already missing the warmth of her skin pressed against his. We should do this again sometime soon...

You lays there, utterly exhausted but content. A blissful smile curves your lips as you turns to look at Matt, hes blue eyes sparkling with satisfaction. Are you free next week? I say playfully, trying to catch my breath, we really are a good match in bed

[cmyk-anaglyph-honeycomb]

Hazbin Hotel Episode 8 blind blogging.

spoilers and whatnot. Doing one of these at midnight again even though most of my morning is free

The training to fight the angels being showned through montage…i don’t know how to describe it. It would have been a good change to show how trust and depenence on each other for the hotel gang would have developed. As well as how they get along with the cannibals while also having a few of them convert to the hotel’s ideal.

Whatever but at least vox is on screen.

24hrs and they still don’t know if they’re prepared? Ugh. Cherri’s here, okay. She fells more like a cameo than a character but alright. The emotional speech fells unearned.

What good is she seeing them? The hotel gang just started to get along. The cannbals have had not change only battle training. In ep 6 it was implyed that angel was getting better, but he was just tired from working with Val for 16hrs. If cherri would have showed up on any other day and the interaction with Val wouldn’t have happened, he would have gone along with her.

The cherri / pen ship is painful to watch please stop

Song #1 already. Short, kinda boring, but romance i guess. Idk, not my genre.

Heaven time. Really, Lute is the one that’s too much. Not adam, mr move the extermination date to every 6 months and miss pronouncing Vaggie’s name? Lute better not be Vaggie’s ex i swear.

Why does heaven have money!?!?

All the exorcists are women? With adam being what he is, that’s gross.

Wait they can shield themselves form the angels? Why bother recruiting fighters then? If alastor can shield the hotel and use the spears to kill the angels then the entire prev episode was pointless.

Neither adam or Lute knew that angel weopons can hurt angels, despite being the ones to sever Vaggie’s wings. Were the writers even trying. That’s something that should be caught in the first draft let alone the second and overall production wft.

My confidence in my own writing has skyrocketed.

Why are cherri’s bombs effecting the angels? How have they been altered to hurt them. This is not explained or shown by the bombs look any different than the previous ones.

How are Husker’s card hurting the angel’s? Have they been altered? This is the first time we’ve seen them so who knows.

Angels are dying. In the last episode charlie was shown to be bother by this, but all of a sudden she’s fine with it.

Liked the alastor v adam fight, no notes

Why did charlie even show up to the fight? She isn’t doing anything but shielding.

I’m ignoring the cherri/pen kiss cuz that was unearned, but why wouldn’t they give pen the war blimp beforehand? And really? The blimp and pen are gone just like that?

Razzle and dazzle are dragons, cool. Charlie cold have pulled this power out at any time and just didn’t. Why? They are at war. They should have started with that.

And one of them is dead now!?! What was the point of them at all? The second one just disappears. Also, charlie can fight, how? She knows nothing of hell, had rose colored glasses so opaque that she’s blind, but you’re telling me she can fight a guy how goes around killing hundreds once a year. Where did she learn? I doubt lucifer taught her considering their relationship is nearly nonexistent.

Anyway, the fight scenes are pretty good, but there is literally no reason Vaggie should’ve let Lute live. The other angels were less of an threat and they died so why where.

Why did lucifer show up now? They had a month of preparation, why is he here now.

That shitty joke absolute kills the tension and momentum of the scene.

Lucifer v adam fight scene has the same seriousness the one in the first mlp movie. I mean that, watching it and see for yourself. Also, why are they an even match? adam is just a guy, the first one but still just a guy, he should be getting stomped by lucifer. Is he just that weak or is adam that strong, if so why?

Why didn’t adam used the death laser at the start?

WHy did lucifer not transform to start!?!

Why are they showing mercy to these genocidal maniacs? The fuck is that going to do but give them another shot down the road. Heaven isn’t watching, they have nothing to prove. Next time adam could just start with the lazer thing and carve up half of hell.

Adam’s dead, cool. But like, lucifer beating the shit out of him isn’t okay, but niffty stabbing him a thousand times is fine. And again, there are angel dead everywhere, who cares if two more are added to the list.

Okay, so i didn’t do one of these on ep 1 and 2, but killjoy’s voice is bad. It’s just brandon talking. There’s not inflection or anything.

Anyway, fight over I guess.

Why do they have a pic of adam?

Cute pet moments, but we’ve gotten little to no interactions with them. Sad song for pen

Song #2

No, the bloodshed could’ve been avoided if you 1) didn’t sign a paper you didn’t read. 2) went to heaven with a real plan instead of index cards with definitions. 3) Vaggie helped make a plan and 4) use the hell princess powers and dragons at the start of the fight instead of playing with that fucking shield that vanished anyway.

She did not change the town, she started a fight. Her hotel for redemption plan as not taken a single step forward.

Her story is just beginning? It’s the end of the season with only one more to come. Why are they talking up rebuilding the hotel, she has a bunch of money, just pay people to do it. Alastor magic-ed up most of it in the pilot, why can’t he do that again.

As much as I live the Vees, why are they here? Nothing concerning them has happened. They happy because the other overlords are thrown off by what happen, but did anything happen outside of the hotel? If it did, we weren't shown it.

Velvette didn't speak once, damn

Alastor’s missing again? Nevermind, there he is. Thanks for the four second suspense on that. Can’t wait to see what deal he made was about and to who. But like, he was winning the fight. adam almost killing comes out of nowhere. Is he physically weak, so if someone lands a hit on him he goes down easy?

So one of the dragons did die, but which one? Who knows cuz the other one doesn’t show back up.

I did not need to see vox and val making out. Isn’t val just licking a screen?

Sera’s back. And emily, who I called sara 2 cuz names don’t stick in my brain. I guess the problems they were having are solved. Emily what happened to helping charlie- BITCH WHAT

PEN!?!?

Sera looks horrified.

Oh, Lilith, hello…in heaven. What.

How is charlie threatening the foundation of heaven. idk if lute even knows about pen yet, but like charlie hasn't really done anything yet

Cool cliff hangers I guess.

Ending thoughts.

Pen being in heaven hopefully means we get to see more of it, but like we didn’t get enough of him as a character. Or anyone for that matter. He died so suddenly that it felt more like a joke than a tragedy.

Ending thoughts for the entire season might come later, but like everything in this was rushed. The songs were lackluster. nothing felt earned, while the answers were handed to the the cast.

I don't have high hopes for season two or the story as a whole

[ugh its almost 2am I might come back to this]

[tinybirdsupporter]

Journal entry from January:

Same shit, different day.

God, I wish I was a boy. Yeah, I got the penis envy well enough. Yeah, I wish I was muscular all around, like some guys tend to be. Yeah, I wish guys would see me as a guy. Yeah, whatever.

I attended a [CENSORED] hockey game tonight. My father's school friends were there— I think when he says "daughter", they expect a "girl"— not exactly whatever the fuck I am.

I see the cheerleaders, first— all young blondes in cleavage-cropped tops— they are there just to be looked at. They barely cheer— just some vague arm gestures to the newest Olivia Rodrigo song— cheering is not the point of them anymore. They are to be pleasing, to be looked at. To be so feminine, you harmoniously succeed at the task of being a woman.

I see the boys, second— the hockey players, the fast, highly able boys — they're meant to be looked at, too, but only by merit of their skill. Only by the jerseys on their backs, & how fast they strip the puck from one another. To be so skilled that people value you for that in itself. To be so domineering in competition, that you've made it here— to Princeton, to Quinnipiac— to D1, to a contract, to a spectacle on the big screen. To be so able— to be so masculine.

& I sit there, an odd duck out. I remember how I loved to play ice hockey. I remember how good it felt to be good at it. I wonder why God did not make me a boy— it would've been so easy to keep up.

& I think about how boys love each other. I think about being on an ice hockey team— 15 boys, sweating, turned on and ready to go. I think of how divine it would be, to be a pretty boy surrounded by other pretty boys. I think of how they smack their heads together— I think of the unexpected closeness had when the person next to you scores a goal— when both of you have nothing else to do but swing into each other, invading breaths and tossing arms around in celebration. To be a boy, able to invade a boy's space.

To not be a girl— to not be treated with difference or fragility. To be a boy— where you both freely, languidely wrestle with each other— to be evenly matched, to feel the tension of competition surging within you. To feel that animal inside of you dominate, just for a split second. To transmute that beast into tension, into connection, into action.

& I sit here wondering why this is not me. Perhaps it would all be too simple— no grievances are afforded to this class of person in America— and where there is no struggle, there is no depth. Perhaps this was all masterfully orchestrated, to become me.

To be Achilles as well as Patroclus. To be wholly, divinely even.

That's the thing though! We've enscribed these preconceived notions of our gender onto ourselves, and onto our bodies; men have the privilege of being the "normal" body, & so their internal connections and their external actions are not scrutinized in the way that women, or the woman-adjacent person is. A man has a penis, and if you don't have it, you're not quite a man. Whatever you are, you have a vagina! A weaker body; tits for the looking; butt for the grabbing. When men have tits, they don't have tits. When a boy touches a boy, it is acceptable. When whatever I am does anything, I am immediately evaluated in phenotype to be determined as a vagina-haver; a woman-adjacent; a "whatever," with a vagina; a "whatever" that is at least, certainly not an actual man.

& so all my interactions are contextualized as such. & so my life is determined by that which none of us can adequately control, that actively misrepresents.

The boy's club, the Quinnipiac boy's hockey team. I know in soberation that it is not a club I genuinely would or should miss being in: it is all a façade in the face of patriarchy, an elaborate show borne from 5,000 years of atrocious normativity. The boys are no longer pretty when a slur slips from their mouth— they are not pretty when one sweet-talks assault— they are not pretty when they don't like you, when they reject what they see. A boy's club nine times out of ten deals with the imperial overpresence of patriarchal-induced misogyny (and one must add in some white supremacy if it's a white-boy's-club). These are not spaces I should feel drawn to, because the fantasy is absolutely not real.

Why does the fantasy persist then? Probably just because of what we've already discussed— a man is the fixed status of normalcy, of indifference, of congruency. To be a man is to be nothing at all. To have a penis is to be a man, which is the standard of individually recognized human. To have a vagina is to be exactly inverse— you are then other, differentiated, and something. And when you are something, you are to be seen. When you are nothing, there is nothing TO see.

What the forg. Moving on, I must go wash my face. Goodnight all, I hope you said it back.

[aaryan-mwa-blogs]

Essential DJ Skills: How to Read a Crowd and Keep the Energy High

Being a DJ is more than just mixing tracks—it’s about understanding your audience and keeping the energy of the room alive. Whether you're playing at a club, a party, or an event, knowing how to read the crowd and maintain high energy levels can make all the difference. Here’s a guide to help you master these essential DJ skills.

1. Understand Your Audience

The first step to keeping the energy high is understanding your audience. Different crowds respond to different music styles, so it’s crucial to gauge their mood and preferences.

Observe the Crowd: Watch how people are reacting to the music. Are they dancing, chatting, or standing still? Their body language will give you clues about what type of music they enjoy.

Listen to Feedback: Pay attention to any verbal or non-verbal feedback from the crowd. If someone requests a song or shows excitement for a particular track, take note.

2. Build and Maintain Energy

Maintaining energy throughout your set requires a good sense of timing and the ability to read the crowd’s reactions.

Start Strong: Begin your set with an upbeat track to grab the crowd’s attention. Setting a high-energy tone from the start can help build excitement.

Use Track Selection Wisely: Transition smoothly between tracks to keep the energy consistent. Avoid abrupt changes that might disrupt the flow. Use tracks that complement each other in terms of tempo and style.

Control the Pace: Adjust the energy levels by varying the tempo and intensity of your tracks. For example, you might play a high-energy track followed by a slower, more relaxed one to give the crowd a brief break before ramping up the energy again.

3. Read and React to the Crowd

Being able to react to the crowd's mood in real-time is a key skill for any DJ.

Adapt Your Playlist: If you notice that the crowd isn’t responding well to a particular genre or track, be prepared to switch things up. Have a diverse selection of tracks ready to match different moods.

Use Cue Points: Set cue points in your tracks to quickly jump to the most energetic or engaging parts if you need to boost the energy.

4. Engage with the Audience

Creating a connection with your audience can enhance their experience and keep the energy high.

Interact: Use the microphone to engage with the crowd. Announce upcoming tracks, thank them for their energy, or encourage them to dance.

Read the Room: Pay attention to how the crowd reacts to your interactions. Adjust your approach based on their responses to keep the vibe positive and energetic.

5. Master the Art of Mixing

Seamless mixing is essential for keeping the flow of your set smooth and maintaining high energy levels.

Beatmatching: Ensure your tracks are beatmatched so that transitions are smooth. This helps keep the energy consistent and avoids any jarring breaks in the music.

Effects and EQ: Use effects and EQ adjustments to add excitement to your set. For example, use filters to build tension before dropping into a high-energy track.

6. Stay Calm and Confident

Your attitude as a DJ can influence the crowd's energy.

Be Confident: Confidence in your set can translate into energy and excitement for the crowd. Even if you encounter challenges, stay calm and composed.

Enjoy the Moment: Your enthusiasm and enjoyment will be contagious. If you’re having a great time, it’s likely that the crowd will too.

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