Oh, Shit! (Brendon Urie x Reader)

Inspired by this post. I just thought it would be fun to elaborate on that. 

Warnings: Cursing. Nosebleeds? Spontaneously singing Fall Out Boy?

Female Reader

“Woah,” Brendon said as you opened the door. “You look great, Y/N.”

You blushed. “Thank you. If I may ask, where are we going?”

He opened the passenger side door for you and responded, “A club. Are you okay with that?” 

“Of course. Can’t wait to see some sick as frick moves from you, Urie.” You responded. He shut the door walking over to the driver’s side and getting in.

He laughed and started the car. “Just you wait, Y/N. Just you wait.”

The car ride was full of bad puns and Brendon singing along with the songs on the radio. You got inside the buzzing club and Brendon said, “You want something to drink? Beer? Shots?”

“Beer, please.” You responded and a few moments later a beer was in your hands. “Thanks, Bren.”

He smiled. “So, is this a shitty date, isn’t it? You don’t look like you are having much fun.” 

“No, it’s not shitty.” You paused before continuing, not wanting to make him feel bad. “Clubs just aren’t usually my scene.”

“Oh,” He said, slightly disappointed he read you wrong. Just then (Romantic song of your choice ‘Cause I’m too lazy) came on. “Would you like to dance? Not club dancing, slow dancing?”

You nodded. “Yeah, that’d be good.” He led you over to the corner of the dance floor, making it slightly more private. Your hands wrapped themselves around his neck and his around your waist. 

You caught yourself staring at his pink lips. They were only a few inches away, and they were calling you. You gently moved forward and connected your lips with his. The kiss got progressively more intimate and sloppier. A few moments later, the kiss had gotten so wet and sloppy, that something felt wrong. You gently pushed him away and gasped.

His eyes were filled with alarm. “What? Did I do something wrong?” You just giggled. “Y/N, tell me!”

You pointed up at him, “You’re bleeding!” He groaned as you dragged him to your table. “Here, let me help.” You picked up a cocktail napkin and wiped the blood of his upper lip.

“I’m so sorry!” He apologized frantically. “And, oh, shit!” 

Now it was your turn to be alarmed. “What?!”

“My blood’s all over your face!” The both of you laughed as Brendon cleaned the blood off your face. 

“I have a song for this.” You said, pulling his neck down so he could hear you better. “Have you ever wanted to disappear? And join a monastery?” The first lines of Fall Out Boy’s ‘20 Dollar Nosebleed’ left your mouth and Brendon cracked up. 

“Ok, so this date wasn’t a complete fuck up.” He said in your ear before joining you in singing the rest of the song.

A/N: Once again, not my idea. Just thought it was a good one and wanted to make it a little longer.

Scorpio Part.12

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WARNINGS: Smut, swearing and some awesome shoes!

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It was now early evening the night before the job, the day has been ridiculously hectic; constant flurries of men in and out gearing up, I can’t think of ten minutes going by where J hasn’t scolded someone. At least he hasn’t killed any of his men, but then again there is still time. There was a constant buzzing around the place of excitement; criminals will be criminals I guess.  Dylan had stayed the night in one of the guest rooms with Ted, It was great having both my favourite guys around; with that said Ted has taken a strong liking to Frost, on the other hand I could tell J wasn’t too happy with Ted’s presence and he made no attempt at hiding the fact either. As for me I’m currently not his favourite as he is not allowed in the bedroom with J and I much to my dismay. Dylan was quite tense after J had informed him of the threat and the risks with me going out; as a result he didn’t want me out of his sight. I hated it, as much as it was nice he was protective both Dylan and the Joker were smothering me, I didn’t like the feeling of being babysat.

   Apparently we were going to his club for the evening; strange idea if you ask me just before a Job and obviously with a threat above my head I wasn’t quite so keen to be out longer than necessary. He’s assured me he had made arrangements for extra security and is satisfied with what’s in place. He’s adamant that he must go and show face, I guess you can’t install fear and order if you hide away. He wouldn’t want anyone else moving on his turf.

So I’m stood looking in the mirror in J’s bathroom with hair down and a messy fringe. I was not feeling this at all and wanted to dress down and wear more casual clothes but when you’re with The Joker dressing down is not an option, I think he wants a reason to fuck with someone. He wants to show you off to everyone at what he’s got but at the same time he wants no eyes on you only his. In the end I go for a bright blood red lipstick and a gentle flick of black eyeliner which draws out my light blue eyes. Once again I had the task of covering bruises with copious amounts of concealer and I was definitely becoming a pro at it; not that it’s something to be proud of mind. J had chosen a silk lilac dress which felt soft on my skin, more of a sexy night material than a going out in public one for me. The bottom of the dress was diagonally cut and the longest side finished just below my knee. Finally onto the shoes, oh my they were stunning; they should be seeing as they were Dior. They were elegant black toe pumps with heels. The heel itself is adorned with faceted studs which created a subtle shimmer; its fine trio of feminine straps accentuate the instep. At the front in the middle of each strap was a delicate metal star finished with rhinestones. While doing up the small zip fastening I caught J gawking in the reflection of the mirror. “Anything you like? I asked purposely slowly brushing up my soft legs with my fingertips and smirking.

“All too much princess, you look beautiful” He smiled a genuine smile if I have ever seen one and he called me beautiful, I mean what in the world was happening.

“Although there is something I would like to add” He pulled out a box and opened it and picked up its contents and dangled it in front of him behind which he had that mischievous grin on his face.


“Always” I walked over to him and grabbed it. It was silicone, purple and was the shape of a slightly elongated egg with at one end a malleable length of tail. I’m pretty sure I got the gist of what it was, not that I’ve ever used one. Looks like tonight might not be so bad after all I thought at the curious excitement which had now come over me.

“Want me to show you?”

“I think I’ll manage myself” I smirked and went to the bathroom and closed the door. I slipped down my lacy hot pants and after making the egg wet I slowly pushed it inside. Straight away it pushed on my walls making me sharply inhale. After taking a moment to get adjusted I flexed the tail so the tip rested lightly on my clit. I took a moment to decide whether to leave the underwear off and thought maybe for once I wouldn’t make it so easy for him and redressed fully and entered the bedroom. Every move I made consequently I felt down inside me. J was at the edge of the bed smirking at me as I tried to keep face “After you” he motioned to the door, as I passed him I had to stop dead in my tracks and suddenly arch myself slightly forward and let out a large breath as strong pulses vibrated through my clit and inside me completely taking my breath away. I stood back up and straight and turned. I turned and he had stood up, his red shirt exposing half his chest which was tucked neatly into his trousers; his heavy gold rings on his fingers which were curled round a little purple rectangular device. “Daddy is going to have fun with this” he smirked almost cruelly and continued “let’s get going doll” I laughed nervously not quite sure whether this was going to fun or complete torture but he did say fun for him and that doesn’t necessarily mean for me as well.

When we arrived at the club the extra security presence was immediately apparent. There were more doormen and they were checking bags, there were metal detectors and ID card scans. Consequently the queue was larger than normal and consisted of cold and fidgety people. We on the other hand were ushered quickly through the back door; as soon as we were inside the security backed off and I had my own space back and could breathe. The familiar buzz of the club eased the anxiousness away from me somewhat. The club was busier than usual; all the booths were occupied, the dance floor was packed out, bar men were frantically trying to keep on top of the queue. People turned to look at The Joker and myself but they will not look for long before continuing with their group and gawking at the dancer podiums.

As I sat down in his private booth the egg shifted upwards slightly causing me to clench my fists in an effort to control my breathing and pleasure from being too obvious. I saw J in my peripheral vision smirking as I discreetly shuffled in my seat and ordered an apple martini. When the drinks arrived I wasn’t aware of how quickly I drank it down obviously he did as I caught him smirking again; it was getting slightly irritating how much he was enjoying this while I was trying not to show my arousal which was growing ever stronger with every movement I made.

“Dance for me babydoll” He commanded with a devilish smile.

“What? Here? With this thing?” I have never been one for public displays nor do I enjoy bringing attention on myself. He did not reply he just glared at me; he wasn’t going to take no for an answer and with those eyes part of me didn’t want to refuse. Like a switch in my body I switched off all inhibitions and went into confidence overdrive which was helped along by how turned on I was and focused only on him and us and drowned out the background noise and spectators. “Does daddy want a show” I whispered in his ear while leaning over ensuring he had a nice clear view down the top of my dress.  I pulled under his chin bringing his lips to mine and teased them softly making him press harder but I pulled away and with his lips wanting I leaned in and gently bit his bottom lip. “He does indeed” he purred.

I started to tease him by getting up slowly and running my hands over his crotch. I stood in front of him and let the music take over me and let my body sway in sync. Blocking out further thoughts of me being in a public place I slid both my hands down my sides to the bottom of my dress and teased it up slightly before turning away from him and teasing it up further just to show him the lower mounds of my ass. Which I cupped and grabbed; at the same moment the shockwaves of  this toy shattered through me in three strong slow pulses  which made me roll my head back slightly as the toy pushed harder into my walls; this immediately led me to fantasize about how good it would feel if I was bent over his knee. I could see him shifting in his seat; his eyes fiercely fixated on me alone. My hands glided up my legs and I swayed my body round to face him and walked closer to him before turning around and sitting on his lap. I went on to gyrate my hips a little and heard him take a deep breath in; I swept my hair over my shoulder releasing a strong aroma of coconut; I went to slowly unzip my dress when he suddenly grabbed my wrist tight and stopped me. “No one else gets to see anymore of you, that’s mine” he snarled. “Come with me now” He jolted up but held onto me so I wouldn’t lose my balance, as soon as the beaded curtain of his booth was disturbed Frost turned to J “We’ll be in the interrogation room” he said this quickly and lightly pulled me, as I passed Frost with J’s hand in mine he smiled, I smirked in reply a little embarrassed.

A section of the wall on the ground floor was a mirror much like that you would find in a ballet studio. As I was allowing myself to be dragged willingly round the back of the club I could make out a door just to the left of the end of the mirror section. I could sense people looking curiously over at us; no sooner I could worry about that before I was thrust through this concealed door which was swiftly locked behind me.

In the dim light I could make out a semi circle black seated booth with a small table in the middle at the far end of the room, to the right of me were two single leather chairs. I shuffled out of his way and leant up against the one way mirror while he moved one of the chairs to the centre of the room. He came closer towards me and purred; I snapped, I grabbed his shirt where it was open and pulled him into me. I needed him so bad; he slammed into me pushing me hard against the wall, a moan escaped my lips as he lifted my arms above my head and pinned them there as he kissed me hard and thrust his hips into me. My chest was heaving; I could feel my underwear was soaked. “My, my kitten you do want daddy bad don’t you, we’ll definitely be using this again” as he said this his hand wandered into my underwear and pulled it out of me which made me cry out and bite my bottom lip. He suddenly pulled away and went and sat down with on the chair he’d moved earlier. “Now where were we?” he said catching his breath; raising his eyebrows and the corner of mouth curled up into a grin. He loved this power he had over me.

I threw him an angry glare which turned into a coy smile as I composed myself. I made my way over to him before turning my back to him and once again sat on his lap and swept my hair over my shoulder. I felt his hand lightly wrap around the back of my neck before unzipping my dress and delicately brushing the straps of my shoulders. I got to my feet allowing the dress to just slide off me and drop to the floor. I heard him purr as my body was revealed; I turned to him revealing my V-front long line bra which matched my underwear. My want for him rushed through me again as I sat back on his lap and grinded into his groin; he placed both his hands on my breast and squeezed firmly. A growl escaped him as I felt him get hard beneath me, it wasn’t a happy growl. He slid his hands down my sides and dug his fingers into my hips hard and pressed down to stop me grinding, he leaned into to me “I’m going to have to fuck you instead”

“Instead of what exactly? Just teasing me?” I turned my neck slightly to see his face

“Well daddy did have other plans yes but I can’t seem to control myself because of your teasing, I said I wanted a show and now I want to fuck you” he said this sternly. “I see” I replied trying not to let my urge to slap him reach action point. I stood up turned and leaned forward and without saying a word ran my hands down his soft cold chest and scratched as I came back up; he rolled his head to the side and purred. I leaned into his neck and kissed softly before biting hard; he gasped before looking at me with rage burning brightly in his eyes “Just fuck me” I whispered “Daddy” and with that he grabbed one of my hands pulled me up and twisted me round, leaving my wrist feeling twisted and bruised. My heart was racing I could feel it pulsing in my chest; he shifted and stood behind me a moment the skin of his exposed chest felt good on my bare back. He dropped down and pulled at my underwear until it fell to the floor; he stood up and swung me around again by my wrist, he stroked my cheek gently before placing his hand over my mouth to align his smile tattoo with mine. I grinned before pushing him back onto the chair; I got to my knees in between his legs and undone his belt and trousers quickly. He was enjoying how bad I wanted him and was just about to let me to put him in my mouth “Ah ah” he waved his index finger side to side “I want to feel you on the inside” he motioned with his hands to stand up and swivel, I got to my feet turned round so I was facing the unbeknownst dance floor and gently lowered myself onto him. He grabbed my hair and yanked me down onto his cock, he grunted as I threw my head back and moaned feeling his length inside me. “You feel so good inside” He whispered in my ear while trying to suppress a growl.

“I love you being inside me daddy” I breathed as I started to gyrate my hips making sure he hit every point inside me; his fingers were dug into my side controlling my speed while the other was constantly caressing the front of my body. He softly moved one of my hands and guided it down to my clit; what? I was going to think twice as he started guiding my hand in small circles. He let go of my hand as I continued to touch myself, he tugged at my hair gently which caused us both to moan. I could hear his breathing in my ear which only turned me on more to increase the speed I teased my clit; I pushed up slightly with my legs and gently down again. His deep growls were becoming more frequent every time he was deeper inside me; I could feel him try and buck his hips to fill me up even more. “Don’t stop” he moaned gasping, with those sexy words I let myself come down harder onto his length; with his head thrown back his mouth agape with the shine of his silver teeth. The heat was extinguished as his cell phone started ringing in his pocket. I carried on until he grabbed my hand and stopped me from edging closer to release. He leaned to the side and rummaged in his pocket “sorry doll” he panted exasperated. “This better be important!”He snarled. I heard broken muffles of what Frost was saying; I could only ascertain that something to do with chemicals had gone wrong. I’m pretty sure whoever caused this would not survive the night. J didn’t seem too annoyed at Frost, agreeing that perhaps it was important enough for him to be disturbed. He gently nudged me to get up, I had gone from being hot and sweaty to cold very quickly; I redressed myself as did he. His hand wrapped around mine followed by a hard pull had me crashing into his arms “Sorry kitten, we’ll have to finish this later. With a soft kiss on the forehead he was gone.

Poured Up (M)

Originally posted by hugtae

Song based scenario –> Pour Up by Dean ft. Zico

“Why the heck am I like this? With not even a word of excuse…You dumped me. Not even feeling guilty. You said that we were over…Why am I still so into you?”

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anonymous asked:

may I ask for some Haruhi Fujioka accepting a confession from one a girl? Maybe some kisses? I love your writing! Your posts always make me happy~


It was a warm day in spring, flowers were blooming, birds were singing, and the host club was buzzing. Haruhi was seated at a table with her usual crowd of ladies making small talk. Teacups and small cakes littered the table as she entertained the young girls. However, a certain regular was watching from afar.

A young girl peeked from the large extravagant doors into the host club. Your eyes focused on Haruhi, taking in every detail of the girl. Your hands gripped the doors as anxiety rose in your throat. “Just do it. You can do it. Walk over and say it.” your mind chanted over and over. A lump grew in your throat when you tried to swallow. Suddenly the hallway felt hot, your palms sweaty, were the walls spinning?

“The club is much more lovely from inside” a calm voice broke you from your thoughts. You turned around swiftly to face Kyoya Otori, the calm adviser of the club. Dark eyes and a playful smile, he was testing you. “Well, I-I was just thinking about who I was going to request” your flustered excuse only piqued his interest. “Then shall I recommend Haruhi?” he pushed lightly against your back and guided you inside.

Your mind flew a mile a minute as you drew closer to the table. “K-kyoya! wait!” you hissed attempting to drag your feet. However, you stopped when eyes trained on your form. You felt small inside the grand room. Kyoya released you just before the table, allowing you to awkwardly gawk at the lavish garnish. “Oh, it’s been a while sine you came by ___” Haruhi greeted you. She rose from her seat and began pouring you a cup of tea.

The two girls passed knowing looks before rising up. “Sorry Haruhi, I just remembered we had a meeting to get to” “We’ll come back tomorrow!” they waved as they departed from the table. The butterflies returned to your belly as it was only you and Haruhi left at the table. Your shaky hand took the cup and attempted to bring it to your lips. A bit spilled onto the table, making you squeak in distress.

“Oh, here let me get that” Haruhi quickly grabbed a napkin and soaked up the tea. She glanced at your face and gave you a silly smile. “You got some on your face” she brought a new napkin to your face and dabbed at the drops of tea. You could smell the relaxing fragrant of Haruhi mixed with the sweet cakes and herbal tea.

You couldn’t hold back anymore and you grabbed Haruhi’s wrist, stopping her abruptly. “Haruhi, I-I have something to say….” you trailed off. She relaxed her hand as both of yours cupped hers. “I-I really um, I like you Haruhi!” you exclaimed. She blinked before offering you a gentle smile. “I like you too ___-chan” you flinched at how relaxed she was. “No, Haruhi I don’t just like you, I-I l…love you” your voice got quieter as you finished your confession.

Haruhi’s face exploded with surprise. At first, you were worried, then a blush broke out around her cheeks. “Oh, I apologize, I mean- I wasn’t ready!” Haruhi frantically spoke. You felt a laugh bubble in your throat watching her try and compose herself. “___-chan, I accept your feelings, I just didn’t expect you to beat me to the punch” she giggled. Suddenly, your body felt like air. Haruhi sat down across you, moving her hand over yours and drawing small circles into your skin. “I honestly was worried when you didn’t come for a few days, I thought I did something wrong” she admitted.

“Never, I was just too scared to tell you my feelings is all” you gave her a sweet smile.

Across the room, Hikaru and Kaoru were piling pillows on top of a weeping Tamaki to drown out his “worried dad” speech.


This will be part 1 of the suga angst series. Thank you for the anon who requested this, I got a chance to try something new though I do apologise for making it short, I wanted to take this one easy. hope you like it. ~ Robin

Originally posted by sugaglos

11:30. You were both heading back from the club, brain buzzing and clothes ruffled, you knew what you were in for, the way his foot pressed the gas mercilessly, probing one hand on the window. It was his I can’t stand you signature pose, you were so familiar with it, you knew what triggered it and could practically smell it coming. Letting out a secret sigh, feeling claustrophobic all of a sudden, you wondered how on earth will you survive the night. For the glint of the moon, the whisper of the wind and the lust mingled with fear all foretold a sordid evening. “Baby slow down” it was a desperate attempt to abate the intensity of the atmosphere, but you went with it nevertheless. “I am getting shivers” it wasn’t entirely true, but it wasn’t a lie either. “I have to get you out of my sight as soon as possible” Yoongi replied and you bit your lip. Too desperate. 12:30. You couldn’t fathom how exactly the night has come to such a horrendous end. This wasn’t the silent treatment you expected. It was not so… silent. Sure no one raised their volume, but damn it was too quite. In fact what made it so intimidating was the fact that the love of your life spit his insults like venom. Did he mean them though? You were not sure as you eyed the bottle of wine resting seductively on the counter, gleaming with intoxicated answers. “Are you even listening?” Yoongi held his fists despite his cold tone. Am I? Should I? You shrugged his question off, yet it didn’t seem like enough of an answer because he moved ever so dangerously in your direction, to say, loud and clear, emphasising every syllabus: “I hate you” In the course of the agonising night, his last words were the most savage. You didn’t dare go to the bedroom stripped of min yoongi. Breathing was too difficult as you fought tears stronger than your will. Hell they were stronger than your love. The one you believed in for so long, held on to when it became too hard to handle on your own. Gone. It was a wanton misunderstanding, you were willing to let go, but his words, the aftermath, was too brutal to simply “let go”. You tackled the wine without second thoughts, downing half the bottle in one gulp. Maybe the sweet taste will sugar coat the raw scars yoongi gnawed on to your heart.

Adele Discography Masterpost


  1. Hello
  2. Send My Love (To Your New Lover)
  3. I Miss You
  4. When We Were Young
  5. Remedy
  6. Water Under The Bridge
  7. River Lea
  8. Love In The Dark
  9. Million Years Ago
  10. All I Ask
  11. Sweetest Devotion 
  12. Can’t Let Go
  13. Lay Me Down
  14. Why Do You Love Me

25 - Instrumentals

  1. Hello
  2. Send My Love (To Your New Lover)
  3. I Miss You
  4. When We Were Young
  5. Remedy
  6. Water Under The Bridge
  7. River Lea
  8. Love In The Dark
  9. Million Years Ago
  10. All I Ask
  11. Sweetest Devotion 
  12. Can’t Let Go
  13. Lay Me Down
  14. Why Do You Love Me


  1. Rolling In The Deep
  2. Rumour Has It
  3. Turning Tables
  4. Don’t You Remember
  5. Set Fire To The Rain
  6. He Won’t Go
  7. Take It All
  8. I’ll Be Waiting
  9. One And Only
  10. Lovesong
  11. Someone Like You
  12. I Found A Boy
  13. If It Hadn’t Been For Love
  14. Hiding My Heart

21 - Instrumentals

  1. Rolling In the Deep
  2. Rumour Has It
  3. Turning Tables
  4. Don’t You Remember
  5. Set Fire to the Rain
  6. He Won’t Go
  7. Take It All
  8. I’ll Be Waiting
  9. One and Only
  10. Love Song
  11. Someone Like You


  1. Daydreamer
  2. Best For Last
  3. Chasing Pavements
  4. Cold Shoulder
  5. Crazy For You
  6. Melt My Heart To Stone
  7. First Love 
  8. Right As Rain
  9. Make You Feel My Love
  10. My Same
  11. Tired
  12. Hometown Glory
  13. Painting Pictures
  14. Now And Then

19 - Expanded Edition Bonus

  1. Chasing Pavements (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  2. Melt My Heart to Stone (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  3. That’s It, I Quit, I’m Movin’ On (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  4. Crazy for You (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  5. Right As Rain (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  6. My Same (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  7. Make You Feel My Love (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  8. Daydreamer (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  9. Hometown Glory (Live At Hotel Cafe)
  10. Many Shades of Black

19 - Instrumentals

  1. Daydreamer - Missing
  2. Best For Last
  3. Chasing Pavements
  4. Cold Shoulder
  5. Crazy For You
  6. Melt My Heart To Stone
  7. First Love
  8. Right As Rain
  9. Make You Feel My Love
  10. My Same
  11. Tired
  12. Hometown Glory

Hometown Glory - EP

  1. Hometown Glory
  2. Hometown Glory (Axwell Radio Edit)
  3. Hometown Glory (Axwell Club Mix)
  4. Hometown Glory (Axwell Remode)
  5. Hometown Glory (High Contrast Remix)
  6. Hometown Glory (High Contrast Remix Instrumental)

Chasing Pavements - Single

  1. Chasing Pavements

Cold Shoulder - EP

  1. Cold Shoulder
  2. Cold Shoulder (Basement Jaxx Class Edit)
  3. Cold Shoulder (Basement Jaxx Class Remix)
  4. Cold Shoulder (Basement Jaxx DuBB)
  5. Cold Shoulder (Rusko Remix)
  6. Cold Shoulder (Out of Office Remix)

Make You Feel My Love - Single

  1. Make You Feel My Love

Daniel Merriweather - Water and a Flame (feat. Adele) - Single

  1. Water and a Flame
  2. Water and a Flame (Buzz Junkies Club Mix)

Rolling In the Deep - Ep

  1. Rolling In the Deep
  2. Rolling In the Deep (Jamie xx Shuffle)
  3. Rolling in the Deep (Acapella)

Someone Like You - Single

  1. Someone Like You
  2. Someone Like You (Live from the Brits 2011)

Set Fire to the Rain - EP

  1. Set Fire to the Rain (Thomas Gold Remix)
  2. Set Fire to the Rain (Thomas Gold Dub)
  3. Set Fire to the Rain (Moto Blanco Remix)
  4. Set Fire to the Rain (Moto Blanco Edit)

Rumour Has It - Single

  1. Rumour Has It

Turning Tables - Single

  1. Turning Tables

Skyfall - Single

  1. Skyfall
  2. Skyfall (Instrumental)

Hello - Single

  1. Hello

When We Were Young - Single

  1. When We Were Young

Send My Love (To Your New Lover) - Single

  1. Send My Love (To Your New Lover)

Water Under the Bridge - Single

  1. Water Under the Bridge

ADELE: Live At the Royal Albert Hall

  1. Hometown Glory
  2. I’ll Be Waiting
  3. Don’t You Remember
  4. Turning Tables
  5. Set Fire to the Rain
  6. If It Hadn’t Been for Love
  7. My Same
  8. Take It All
  9. Rumour Has It
  10. Right as Rain
  11. One And Only
  12. Lovesong
  13. Chasing Pavements
  14. I Can’t Make You Love Me
  15. Make You Feel My Love
  16. Someone Like You
  17. Rolling in the Deep

iTunes Festival: London 2011

  1. One And Only
  2. Don’t You Remember
  3. Rumour Has It
  4. Take It All
  5. I Can’t Make You Love Me
  6. Rolling In The Deep

iTunes Live from SoHo - EP

  1. Crazy for You
  2. Right As Rain
  3. Make You Feel My Love
  4. Melt My Heart to Stone
  5. Hometown Glory
  6. Chasing Pavements
  7. Fool That I Am
  8. That’s It, I Quit, I’m Moving On

Unreleased & Demos

  1. You’ll Never See Me Again
  2. Never Gonna Leave You
  3. Set Fire to the Rain (Mix 2)
  4. My Same (Demo)
  5. Daydreamer (Demo)
Club Chaos (Request)

“Come on (Y/N) you look lovely” Oli sighs, waiting with the other two boys for you to finish getting ready.
“I’m done I’m done keep your socks on!” You chuckle, slipping on your flats and grabbing your jacket.
“Right everyone sorted now?” He stands
“Ummm…” You check yourself in the mirror, “Yep” You smile and he rolls his eyes, pusjkng you jokingly towards the door.
“Well what a gentleman” You chuckle as Joe holds the door open for you.
“My pleasure” He grins and you all head inside the nightclub which was already alive with music.
Once inside, you saw the whole club was buzzing with people. You felt slightly nervous, having always been anxious around large groups like this but kept close behind Oli with Joe behind you, his hand gently on your back
“Yeah that will be all thanks” Caspar orders your drinks and pays the man.
“Thank you” You smile and take a sip of your drink.
After a couple of drinks and getting the boys on the dancefloor a few times, you decide you need to head to the toilet to check over your hair and makeup
“I’m just gonna go to the toilet” you shout over the music to Joe
“I’ll come with you. You can’t go on your own” He replies, finishing his drink and leading the way to the toilets.
You head inside the girls room and check yourself over quickly before heading outside to meet Joe. However, the large crowds had increased and Joe was no where to be seen. You looked around frantically and began to feel yourself panic
“Hey sexy” You heard a guy say and you turned to face him
You didn’t recognise the face and brushed him off quickly
“Oi I’m talking to you,“ He says, one hand falling onto your waist
“Get off me” You push him off, arms wrapping around yourself
“Now don’t be so rude!” He sneers, grabbing your arm to turn you around
“Leave me alone” You state again but his grip grabs tighter on your arm
“Oh come on gorgeous. Its only a bit of fun” he scoffs, pushing you into the wall
“Please just let me go” You say with a shaky breath, tears building in your eyes
“No need to cry sexy. I don’t bite” he whispers, lips near your ear.
“(Y/N)!” You hear Joe yell before the man is pulled from you and you see Joe’s fist connect with his jaw.
The man is soon scrambling away, muttering curse words as he went. Joe turns to you and holds you in his arms
“Did he hurt you?” He asks concerned
“No he was just about to” You reply, even though Joe still scans your face for injuries.
“Did he touch you?” Joe frowns, one hand holding your face
“Sort of…” you say, not wanting to explain any further,the thought making your tears fall again
“Hey hey listen, he’s gone okay? I’m right here” he smiles that smile that reassured you instantly before pulling you close to him again, “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you” And in that moment, you felt something different towards Joe- he wasn’t just the guy that had been your best friend for years or the guy that you had a never ending prank war with. He was the guy that brushed away your tears and protected you and held you late at night. He was perfect and for the first time, you were finally realising that.
“Let’s get you home okay?” He says softly
“Can I stay with you tonight Joe?” You ask hopefully
“I wouldn’t expect you to stay anywhere else” he smiles, pressing a light kiss to your forehead and taking your hand as he leads you towards Caspar and Oli.

(Hope this is what you wanted love! And if you have any ideas then don’t hesitate to request them or message me about it)
Pure Heroine//Lorde
  • Aries: Buzzcut Season//"I'm the one you tell your fears to, there'll never be enough of us."
  • Taurus: 400 Lux//"We're never done with killing time, can I kill it with you, 'til the veins run red and blue?"
  • Gemini: White Teeth Teens//"Give the bruises out like gifts."
  • Cancer: Tennis Court//"I am only as young as the minute is, full of it."
  • Leo: Team//"I'm kinda older than I was when I reveled without a care."
  • Virgo: Royals//"We crave a different kind of buzz."
  • Libra: The Love Club//"There's something about hanging out with the wicked kids"
  • Scorpio: A World Alone//"All the double-edged people and schemes. They make a mess then go home and get clean."
  • Sagittarius: Ribs//"This dream isn't feeling sweet, we're reeling through the midnight streets."
  • Capricorn: Million Dollar Bills//"go drown the colors of our minds and watch the cars go"
  • Aquarius: Glory and Gore//"Chance is the only game I play with, baby... we let our battles choose us."
  • Pisces: Bravado//"It's in your bloodstream; a collision of atoms that happens before your eyes."
Orphan Black s4 episode titles

(This is a WIP! Let me know if you can fill in any of this missing info - will credit)

1. The Collapse of Nature

There are many references to “collapse of nature” by other people citing Haraway, but I haven’t landed on one that I think fits.

2. Transgressive Border Crossing

Transgressive border-crossing pollutes lineages—in a transgenic organism’s case, the lineage of nature itself—transforming nature into its binary opposite, culture. 

(from Modest_Witness@Second_Millenium. FemaleMan©_Meets_OncoMouse™ by Donna Haraway)

3. The Stigmata of Progress

4. From Instinct to Rational Control

Culture accounted for actual observed predominance of male leaders. But the association of ‘leadership’ and biological dominance was considered natural. Yerkes *was liberal-to-moderate on the sex role controversies of the day and made clear his opinion that human females should have greater ‘opportunity’ than allowed by tradition. The issue here is not whether Yerkes or other spokespeople for comparative psychobiology were or were not liberals in their own time, but the logic of naturalization of the issues in terms of hierarchy from instincts to rational control, through personality and associated educational and medical therapies. 

(from “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

5. Human Raw Material

Engineering meant rational placement and modification of human raw material — in the common interest of organism, family, culture, society, and industry.

(from “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

6. The Scandal of Altruism

(from “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

7. The Antisocialism of Sex

Sex is an antisocial force in evolution.

(from Sociobiology: The New Synthesis by E.O. Wilson**; cited in “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” from Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

8. The Redesign of Natural Objects

Science has constructed nature as a category facilitating redesign of natural objects, including society.

(from “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

9. The Mitigation of Competition

What had to be managed were organic life, instinct, sex. At the top of the organism-pyramid was mind, permitting altruism to mitigate the excesses of competition.

(from “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

10. From Dancing Mice to Psychopaths

On a wider level, Yerkes* worked to establish the utility of primates for interpreting the place of human beings in scientifically managed corporate capitalism — called nature. His investigations in mental and sexual psychobiology included designing tests for all aspects of mental functions in organisms ranging from daphnia and dancing mice to psychopaths, soldiers, and corporate managers.

(from “The Biological Enterprise: Sex, Mind, and Profit from Human Engineering to Sociobiology” in Simians, Cyborgs, and Women by Donna Haraway)

*Yerkes is a psychologist from the early 1900s known for his work on intelligence tests (and for his support of eugenics). 

**Wilson is known as “the father of sociobiology” and “the father of biodiversity”; he argued that all animal behaviour, including that of humans, is the product of heredity, environmental stimuli, and past experiences, and that free will is an illusion

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"Yeah, you're right. You don't need me" with Michael please?? TIA 💕

Everybody was having a good time, the club was buzzing, drinks were being shot down, bodies were being grinded on, it was a party atmosphere and you needed it.

Michael and you got into a minor argument before reaching the club, something you were still pissed about of course. But because of his pride, the fight was still going on.

You threw back another shot at the bar, your friend Jasmine your partner in crime.

“Honestly I can’t believe he did that.” She shouted over the music. You shrugged, done with him right now.

“So stupid.” You replied, not wanting to think back to the events that took place prior to this. It was Calum’s birthday and you just wanted to have a good time.

“Let’s dance.” You smiled, grabbing Jasmine’s arm and making your way through to the dance floor.

You saw Michael in your peripheral, his newly blonde hair standing out amongst the crowd. You could tell he was still pissed but his eyes never left you, the protective boyfriend side kicking in considering he knew you were already wasted.

After dancing you two decided to head back over to the bar to refreshen up.

A hand was felt on your lower back, scoffing you turned around expecting to see Michael but instead it was a very tall, intoxicated stranger.

“Hey babe let me buy you a drink?” He asked, eyes red from not just the alcohol but some other extracurricular activities as well.

“No thanks I’m good.” You rolled your eyes as Jasmine smirked and sipped her drink.

“Oh come on I know you want it.” You could tell he wasn’t talking about the alcohol anymore.

“I said I’m fine.” You gritted, annoyed by this douche bag already. “Can you leave me alone.”

“Hey.” Michael said, approaching you and wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “She said to leave. So fucking leave.”

Michael’s jaw was sharp, eyes daring him to try anything else. The creep left, scoffing as he muttered some stupid profanities under his breath.

“I could have handled it.” You dismissed, taking a gulp from your own drink as you ducked under his arm.

“Yeah cuz you were handling it so well before right?” You turned around, the anger from the fight before making its way through before you could stop it

“Just fuck off Mike I don’t need you.” You knew it was harsh but your rage mixed with the vodka you just chugged down clouded your better judgment.

“Y/N.” Jasmine spoke, bewildered at the words you just said.

“Yeah you’re right Y/N,” his face lacked any emotion whatsoever, “you don’t need me.”

He spun around and left, leaving you to instantly regret the sentence. You face palmed yourself, this time furious for saying the stupidest thing you could have said.

You looked for the bartender, “one shot of tequila please!” Only way you knew how to forget that look of hurt and shock on your boyfriend’s face. How were you going to make this one up?

Just the beginning. lh smut

Requested: No (i just really like the picture and it gave me ideas)
Summary: YOu and luke are really good friends and one thing leads to another and theres ICE PLAY OKAY anyways. 
Word count: 1,800+ 
Request here (
requests are open)

The flashing lights, sweaty bodies, raging hormones and the smell of sex overwhelms my senses, as I step into the busy club. Luke, buzzing with excitement and nerves, sticks close to my side.

“Do you want something to drink, y/n?” He says, leaning close to me, shouting over the loud music that is reverberating through the club. I nod, grabbing his hands as he pulls me to the table where the rest of the boys are waiting. They all greet me with choruses of ‘Hey!’ and ‘Hey y/n!’ or ‘What’s up?’. 

I smile; sitting next to Ashton as Luke leaves, telling the rest of the boys to keep me safe, and to fend off any guy that tries to steal me away. I chuckle, shaking my head and pulling my dress down my thighs.

“So… y/n, what’s it like hanging on with the ‘5 seconds of summer’?” Calum jokes, cocking his head to the side, before he takes another sip of his drink.

“It’s pretty cool, being best friend with Luke has some benefits.” I smile, causing the rest of the boys to laugh. 
“Friends with benefits, huh?” Ashton asks, flicking his straw wrapper at Michael. Calum chokes on his drink, spluttering and trying to catch his breath. 

“Oh my god, no!” I laugh, and check to make sure that none of my hair has come loose from its bun. The boys all laugh, taking sips of their drinks. 

“What’s so funny?” Luke asks, sitting down next to me as he slides a drink over to me.

“Oh ya know.” Calum winks.

“The fact that you get to be friends with benefits with this hot chick.” Ashton lips, smirking and high-fiving Michael. 

“It’s fucking amazing.” Luke laughs, throwing his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. 

“What the fuck, Luke??!” I shriek, shaking my head and taking a gulp of the drink that he had placed  in front of me. 

“Don’t deny it. y/n.” Ashton smirks, fist-bumping Luke, “You know you want it.”

“Ya’ know what I want?” I shake my head, “I want to go dance, and that’s what im going to do.” I slip out of the booth, turning around to flip them off as I walk away. A chorus of “Oooh!”’s ,  “She wants to fuck you Luke!!” and “Get it boy!” follow behind me.


I slump back against the bar yawning. I search through the crowd looking for the guys, Calum dancing with some girl, and Ashton is sitting in the booth doing shots with Michael. But I can’t find Luke.  My eyelids are beginning droop from exhaustion and I relax into the counter.  
I yelp jumping as someone wraps their arms around my waist, gripping their wrists to pull them away from me. 

“Relax, y/n. it’s just me.” Luke says, gripping my arm to keep me from swaying back and forth. 
“How much have you had to drink babe?” he chuckles, brushing the hair, that had fallen from my messy bun, out of my eyes. 

“Don’ know, what ever you gave me, plus a few others I got…” I wrap my arms around his neck, smiling up at him. “You’re cute Lukey.” he smiles, tapping my nose with the tips of his index and middle finger. 

“You’re not so bad yourself, im pretty sure i’ve got half to guys in here really jealous right now…” He shakes his head, grinning. “I got you hanging on me, and they’ve been drooling over you all night long.”

“Well let’s give them a show, hmm?” I have no idea what comes over me, but with those words. I wrap my arms around his neck, and pull his lips to mine. 

There’s a moment of hesitation where he is frozen, but it only takes him a second to realize what I started. His hands grip my hips pulling me into him. He bites down on my bottom lip, tugging on it roughly, Just barely letting it snap back into place before he kisses me again. 

“Fuck, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that, y/n.” He smiles, gripping my hips tighter. 
“This is only the beginning baby” I grin, grabbing his hand and pulling him behind me towards the front of the club, waving down the nearest taxi. 

It’s all a blur as Luke climbs in first, pulling me in right behind him. He tells the cab driver his flat address and we’re off. 

I climb on top of him, roughly kissing him as he pulls me onto his lap with one of my legs on either side of his. My dress slides up my thighs, settling into the grooves of my hips. I grind down against him. My lips find his collarbones, nipping his smooth skin. He shudders, brushing his hands up and down my spine, before they finally settle on my ass. He digs his fingers into my skin, and small groans slip past his parted lips as he rolls my hips forward, sending waves of pleasure through his body. 
“Just wait till we get home” I mumble, my eyes fluttering shut as he presses me down into him again. 
“This is just the beginning.” he grins, quoting my earlier words. I smile, kissing up his neck, just reaching his lips when the driver raps on the divider, signaling to us that he is no longer going to tolerate our make-out session in the back of his cab. And -rather conveniently- we have finally made it to Luke’s flat. 

As soon as the cab has sped off, Luke’s lips are back on mine. He grabs my hips, mumbling for me to jump against my lips and tucking my legs behind his back. 
We are a mess of moans, whispers, giggles and kisses as he stumbles up the steps to his door. Astoundingly, he somehow he manages to unlock the door without dropping me. As soon as we are through the door, he pushes it shut with his foot, instantly slamming me up against it. 

“Luke” I groan, threading my fingers through his blonde hair, sharply tugging on the roots. He tenses, walking backwards with me towards his room, he kicks open the door, turning and setting me down on his bed. 

“Take this off” I whisper, tugging on the bottom of his black t-shirt. He complies, reaching down and tugging off his shirt. My eyes skim over his tanned torso, watching the way his muscles flex as he tosses his shirt somewhere behind him. He crawls over me, slowly pushing me down into the soft mattress. 
He pushes him self up onto his knees, unbuttoning his jeans, and sliding them down his thighs before finally sliding them off his legs completely. 
“I’ve got a surprise for you baby.” he smirks, “I want you to strip, and be waiting for me by the time I get back.” 
I nod, swallowing the lump forming in the back of my throat. 
What exactly is his plan?
I pull the hem of my dress up, and over my hips before slipping it the rest of the way off my body. I unclip my bra, sliding the straps down my shoulders, turning to face the bed and I slip my panties down my legs, bending over to kick them off my ankles. 

“Mghm, now that’s a view I could get used to.” I jump as Luke re-enters the room. he begins walking towards me, a smirk plastered across his face. I glace towards his hand, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. 
He’s clutching a glass filled with what appears to be… ice? 

“Luke what are you-” I begin, but he quickly crosses the room, pinning me against him with one of his large hands pressed to my spine, his lips connecting with mine in a lust filled kiss. 

“Hush. Now, lay back down baby.” 
I comply, hurriedly climbing back onto the bed, resting back into the cool sheets. He places the glass up to his lips, tilting it back just enough to let a piece of ice fall from the glass and in-between his parted lips. 

He crawls onto the bed, nudging my legs aside so he can lie between them. I gasp as he rests fully on me, his stomach pressed flat against my core. He is so tightly pressed against me; I can feel his every breath and every move he makes. 

“Luke please do something” I groan, bucking my hips up against his bare skin. He chuckles, gripping the ice between hips lips; he crawls back running the ice along the sensitive skin right above my throbbing heat. He traces over my hips, and down my thighs. He looks up at me, holding my gaze as he brings the partially melted ice-cube in-between my folds. He teasingly rubs it over my clit before sliding it back into my folds. The sensations are overwhelming, his tongue is warm, but the ice is grasped between his lips is undeniably freezing cold. The ice is quickly melting. 
“Fuck this, i can’t wait any longer.” Luke groans, pulling his boxers off and throwing them somewhere behind him. He trails kisses over my hips, up my stomach, chest and neck. Finally, he reaches my lips, pressing a firm kiss against my lips as he presses hip self against me, nudging my legs further apart with his knees. 

“Shit shit shit shit” he gasps, as he slowly sinks into me. He’s resting on his elbows, his face mere inches away from mine. He pulls his lip between his teeth, pressing even closer to me. His eyes closed tightly, as he bites harshly on his skin. My lips are parted in pure bliss. I had no idea how much I wanted this until now. 

He snaps his hips forward, pressing himself the rest of the way into me. I gasp my back arching away from the mattress. 
“Again” I whisper, locking onto Luke’s lust filled eyes. 
“fuck.” he whimpers, thrusting his hips forward at a steady pace. His thrusts reach so fucking incredibly deep, im a writhing mess beneath him.
“im not going to last long Luke” I bite my lip my eyes fluttering closed as he reaches down, beginning to draw figure eights on my clit. In my need to hold onto something I suddenly wrap my arms around his broad shoulders, digging my nails into his back. 

His pace slowly decreases, his thrusts becoming sloppier and more desperate.
“Let go baby” he mutters, capturing my lips in an overwhelming kiss.

My senses blank out, white en-capturing my vision, slowly then all at once everything is enveloped in overwhelming pleasure. Soft kisses bring me back to the real world. Luke’s face is hovering over mine, a smile coming over his features as he says,

“Well I definitely hope that’s just the beginning, and I hope it’s never-ending.” 

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