to get lost in your eyes

Sugardaddy!Shawn

smutty midnight musings with @ftmendesthoughts

  • He’d never smuggle you into his office, always waltzing in with you on his arm. No-one would dare judge or even look at you. He’d hold his office door open for you, winking as you walked passed him. 
  • Shawn would get a large cushion from the couch, bringing it to his desk. He’d kick it to under his ridiculously large desk, he’d sit in the big office chair and look you dead in the eye as he unzips his trousers. “you’ve got a lot of work to do love.”
  • You’d get down on your knees, looking up at him as he got comfortable, spreading his thighs for you to fit between. You’d stroke his cock, pulling gently, smiling when his jaw slackened a little. He’d regain the icey composure he was famous for as quickly as he’d lost it. He’d raise an eyebrow at you, indicating that the game had begun. He would ignore you, reading his emails, checking his calendar, going about his day.  You would try your hardest to make him notice you, make his  hand drop to your hair, pulling tightly, make his muscles jump, anything. He’d read his emails, typing answers, occasionally letting his gaze drop to you between his thighs. You know he’d be checking on you, making sure you’re alright while still playing the game. You’d flatten your tongue against the underside of his cock and lick all the way to the head. His thigh muscle would jerk a little, his hand flying to your hair, he’d tighten his hold your hair when you suck on the tip of his cock. 
  • He never made any sound when you blew him. He barely made any sound when he came buried deep inside you, fingers digging into your waist. He’d look down at you, you’d won the game, and his sharp inhale as he saw you looking up at him through teary lashes would make you attempt to smile around his length. The sight of you, on your knees, essentially worshipping his cock, swollen lips stretched around him caused him to tighten his hold on your hair. 
  • After he’d come, he’d haul you into his arms, holding you in his lap, letting his fingers run down the length of your arm, he’d look at you so intently that you’d start to blush, which would lead him to trace the blush with his long fingers. He’d slowly let his hands reach your waist. He’d tighten his grip on you in that delicious almost pain but only pleasure way and start grinding your crotch against his. 
  • The phone would ring, a new appointment needed scheduled. He leaned forward pressing the speaker function. Your back arching into him, your chest pressed to his, the friction of his suit against your pussy not enough. He’d continue grinding your hips down on him even though you tried to resist. You’d bury your face against his neck as he started speaking. His voice rumbling out of his chest as he kept making you grind down on him. Your jaw would drop when he pressed a firm thumb against your clit through your panties. You weren’t allowed to make any sound, or you’d get punished at home, you dig your nails into his arm uncaring of the wrinkles you’d leave on his designer suit. You’d look up into his eyes begging him to let you go, begging him to let you come. He’d smirk, an evil knowing smirk as he pressed harder against your clit. Your mouth would open on a silent plea he’d ignore. He continued talking, slow, deliberate words that you barely registered as your back arched in his arms. You tried grinding down harder on his thigh but he’d shoot you a warning glance, tapping your ass in warning. You’d shake your head, whining into his shoulder as silently as you could. 
  • Sometimes he’d be working from his penthouse. You’d check up on him  few times, always wondering why on earth he wore a suit in his home. Not that you were really complaining. You’d siddle into his lap, telling him he needed a break, he’d frown at you, his hand automatically finding your hips. You’d slowly undress, enjoying the way his pupils dilate the faintest amount. You’d perch yourself on his desk, spreading your thighs and pulling him closer by his tie. You’d kiss him, his fingers tightening on your hips as he’d stand up. 
  • He’d lie you down on the surface of his desk, his hand trailing up your body and resting against your throat. He’d thrust into you, one fluid motion that always left you breathless. As your lips part on a sigh at the overwhelming fullness of him, his own jaw would drop a little. He’d whisper filthy words, encouraging you, making you blush, coaxing your body to react. “Good girl.” he’d murmur. His hand tightening on your throat, your fingers wrapping around his wrist reflexively. Slow, hard thrusts would slowly drive you to the edge. He’d tease you, make you beg him to please please please make you come. 
  • You’d be sitting on the bed, watching him as he undressed himself. A pleased smile on his lips because you’d done as he’d said. You were wearing nothing but the diamond earrings he’d gifted you. He’d loosen his tie and throw it over your head. he’d tighten it and then he’d pull you forward by his tie. “Very pretty, darling.” he’d mumble appreciatively. He’d spread you on his bed, tapping your knees, wordlessly asking you to open further. He’d eat you out, nibbling on your clit, lapping up your juices, diving his tongue ruthlessly into your clenching pussy. The five o’clock shadow would tease the sensitive inside of your thighs, you’d moan, mentioning the scruff burns. He’d look up at you, smouldering eyes making your breath hitch. He’d nuzzle his face into your thigh, looking at you, an almost devilish smirk on his lips. You’d grab a hold of his shoulder, trying to find something to anchor you as he ate you out for all you’re worth. His suit jacket would bunch in your hands as you climb higher and higher. You’d relish the way the burn of his light scruff would contrast with the sinful lick of his tongue. Your orgasm would crash down on you, leaving you a panting, burned and bruised mess. Once the orgasm bliss wore off he’d show you the wrinkles in his suit. “now how are you gonna pay me back love? this is custom made.” and you’d be slightly hazy, furrowing your eyebrows in bewilderment. He’d smile at you “on your knees love, open wide.”
  • He’d have you on your hands and knees, thrusting into you, panting, pulling on your hair, “beg, love” your arms would be shaking, You’d barely be able to hold yourself up as his cock drags against your g-spot. Your rhythm would falter as you fall onto your forearms, burying your head in the pillow. A harsh slap to your butt would cause a gasp to tear from your throat. You’d look over your shoulder at Shawn, his eyebrow would be raised. “Work for it love.” You’d moan, dropping into the pillow again, which only earned you another stinging slap. “Did I stutter?” He’d press into you, your back arching slightly. His thick cock dragging against your walls causing a moan of his name to tumble from your swollen lips. 
  • He loved marking you, bruises, hickeys, bite marks, scratches and probably his favourite scruff burns. They way you’d writhe underneath him when his jaw scratched against your thighs was simply heavenly. 
  • He’d have you up against the large bay window of his penthouse. Your body pressed against the cold glass as he drove into you. “Best view of the city.” he’d smirk as your face contorted when he thrusts into you. Your hands desperately trying to find something to hold onto besides cold glass. The broken moan of his name leaving your mouth so sinful he’d do his utmost to make you rasp the syllables of his name over and over again. He’d bite his lip. He never allowed himself to moan. He’d sigh and pant and growl filthy words into your ear. He’d bite the shell of it gently, slowing his thrusts to a slow deep rhythm. You’d slowly feel your building orgasm drift away. You’d whine against the glass, cut short by a harsh slap to your cheek. “Patience darling.” he’d drawl into your ear. “I have to take my time and enjoy the view.” You knew you’d be in for one, long deliciously frustrating ride.
  • he’d make you model the new underwear he gets you. Without fail every single time he’d ask you to model them for him. He’d stand, arms crossed over his chest. An unreadable look on his face. “need a hand?” his eyebrow would raise when your fingers can’t work the knot of your negligé. he’d walk up to you slowly, dangerously and he’d look at you in that silky garment and undo the knot, he’d slide the silk down your arms making sure to caress you. His eyes would never leave yours, his jaw would be set tight, his eyebrows as almost always slightly furrowed. “model for me.“ Sometimes he’d smile a slow deliberate smile, sometimes he’d look at you and murmur “I have brilliant taste.” as he let his knuckles graze your ribs. But sometimes he’d crook his finger, beckoning you towards him. You’d start walking towards him, only to stop when he shakes his head once. You knew what that meant, your mouth watering at the thought. You’d get down on your knees, crawling the last meter separating you from him. You’d start undoing his dress pants when he caught your chin in his large hand, stopping you in her tracks. “tell me you love me.” he’d whisper barely audibly. 

anonymous asked:

Bucky's eyes scan the room and stop at the bed, a mass of blankets and pillows and the faint light of your laptop glowing through a blanket. He nodded and knew his new mission. He returned a few minutes later and slid in behind your burrito mass. You sniffled as you felt the bed dip in next to you, "you've been back for 10 minutes, how'd you get a pizza." Bucky wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling his nose against your neck, "darling lets just say Sam's order was lost on delivery."

and then you hear a faint “Where’s my pizza?!” from outside the door 

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anonymous asked:

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“I could get lost in your eyes.”

As much fun as going out late at night with friends and spending time having fun on their breaks, there was nothing quite like just staying at home for quiet nights in, spending time with each other and storing the moments for when they’d inevitably have to be long distance again for their separate projects.

Jasmine loves the nights where they find a movie on TV and cuddle on the sofa, and tonight it’s her night to choose the film. She ends up picking a cheesy rom-com, and while Anthony may complain about it initially, he always enjoys them more than he lets on, not that he’d ever admit that to Jasmine.

She curls up against his side, Anthony’s arm wrapping around her as he dozes in and out of the movie, still desperately trying to get his sleeping schedule back on track after filming night shoots for most of the time.

Jasmine leans back to watch him, taking in his innocent features and how comfortable he looks when he’s sleeping, and while normally she’d be annoyed that he fell asleep during movie night, she knows he needs the rest.

Anthony’s eyes flutter open and notices Jasmine looking, smiling down at her as he uses his free hand to reach up and rub his eyes. “Why are you just staring at me?” He asks, Jasmine smiling as she shrugs, taking a moment to just look at his features, finding herself falling in love with him all over again.

“I could get lost in your eyes,” She smiles, Anthony laughing as he leans down to kiss her softly. She isn’t sure if it’s the fact that they’re watching a romantic movie or if it’s her just overjoyed that he’s back home, but she doesn’t care.

“You know I feel the same way about yours,” He mumbles, his voice still slightly sleepy.

“No, stop,” She laughs, pushing herself to sit up so she can look at them better. “You know your eyes are gorgeous. They’re like the perfect shade of green and they look so bright in this light, I love them,” She laughs, reaching up to rub her thumb over his cheek.

“You know, when we have kids, I hope they get your eyes,” She smiles, Anthony laughing as he takes her hand, kissing her fingers lightly.

“You’re so odd, and yet, I’ve missed this,” He smirks, Jasmine laughing as she falls back against his side. “But if you want them to have my eyes, then they have to have every other feature of yours. Because then I’m pretty sure they’d be the most beautiful child.”

“I’d like them to have more than just your eyes, but I won’t be greedy,” She shrugs, both of them laughing as they settle back into the movie, Jasmine fiddling with Anthony’s fingers as he dozes in and out of sleep.

There are so many things about Anthony that Jasmine loves, but she has to admit that his eyes are the most beautiful eyes she’s ever seen. If they could have children who had eyes just like their fathers’ rather than her eye color, she knows she’d be the happiest person in the world.

Jasmine has fallen in love with everything about Anthony long ago, but the longer they’re together, the more she finds more things to fall in love with. And she’s loving every minute of it.

“who said it?”, pt. ii

this time, we’re going to have a list of the common and popular quotes you find all over the place that are quoted all the time and their authors!! enjoy! (:
(find pt. i here)

  • “Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” 
    • An Old Astronomer to His Pupil, Sarah Williams
  • “The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.”
    • Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  • “Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.”
    • Albert Camus
  • “Do I dare disturb the universe?”
    • The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot
  • “And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.”
    • East of Eden, John Steinbeck
  • “The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.”
    • Paradise Lost, John Milton
  • “Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.”
    • Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer
  • “We live as we dream—alone.”
    • Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
  • “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
    • A Court of Mist and Fury, Sarah J Maas
  • “We are all broken. That’s how the light gets in.”
    • a mashed up quote from Leonard Cohen and Ernest Hemingway
  • “Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground.”
    • Theodore Roosevelt
  • “Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage at the dying of the light.”
    • Do not go gentle into that good night, Dylan Thomas
  • “The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.”
    • Helen Keller
  • “We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.”
    • Aristotle
  • “Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: ‘What! You too? I thought I was the only one.’“
    • C.S. Lewis
  • “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
    • Oscar Wilde
  • “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
    • Oscar Wilde
  • “If you don’t stand for something you will fall for anything.”
    • multiple authors (incl. Malcolm X, Alexander Hamilton, Irene Dunne)
  • “The secret of getting ahead is getting started.”
    • Mark Twain
  • “There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.”
    • The Truth About Forever, Sarah Dessen

and there we have it, a collection of popular quotes from others! i hope this was helpful, and stay tuned for pt. iii and more! 

yours, 
joce xx

Aries: You are alluring, enchanting and full of wolfs screams. You’re not a bad person for letting words escape your lips, you’re not bad if you feel regret after exploding. Accept yourself ‘cause let’s face it, you’re pretty damn great.

Taurus: You have hands that heal wounds, your touch made them feel so much better about their scars. Why can’t you just know that you aren’t an open wound anymore, you’re not bleeding. You have eyes like romanticized suicide, hush it’s alright; just not tonight.

Gemini: Your hair is flowing like the silk on your mattress made of broken dreams. Award winning lips spilling misleading sips of information like honey slips from the tips of the toes of bees. You don’t know, but it’s better to move on than to let go. It won’t show, but you grow; inside.

Cancer: How sweet it is to be loved by you, how cruel it is to be hated by you. You have a venomous edge but your compassion makes you sting yourself. Take care of yourself for once, it’s medicine to the ones who care too much, I think it’s called love.

Leo: You always cloud your own mind, a different track of thoughts every time. An aposiopesis that’s not to be controlled, they’re gone. Wanderer of the past, basking in dark halls filled with harps and sirens luring people in. You’re bewitching your own mind, stop. They can’t hurt you anymore. You’re safe.

Virgo: You are all the seasons and all the colors, you overwhelm me with scent, taste and sight. Too many feelings for such a soul, nimiety. Breathe, you’re okay. You’ll be okay love. The seasons all stop changing eventually, and the rain eventually stops cascading down the windows of your soul. Close your eyes and hold on tight, it’s a wild ride to come where you belong.

Libra: You have comeliness, you paint the town in black and white with bright red eyes and vibrant lights. I can’t believe your art is less beautiful than you, it’s more beautiful than me. It’s as beautiful as you, pulchritude.

Scorpio: You write an encomium about someone cantankerous. You don’t have to put up with the shit of someone who gives you nothing but tears. Fly like an eagle, you’re strong & free. And so much more than what you think you are and should be. You’re a dark soul, a warrior with a knife and Scarlett blood running down open wounds. Just because people can’t see your pain doesn’t mean you’re not hurt. Outlast the ignorance, you know its going to get better.

Sagittarius: You lost yourself in the alleyway you divagated in. You waylaid the demons in your heart, you’re sparkling scintillas of hope. “HOPE” is knitted on your blue denim jacket. Your thoughts are blue clouds of smoke filled with ‘h o p e’ Don’t become hopeless, unless it’s hopelessly in love. Stay a believer, don’t let them take you.

Capricorn: Don’t be beguiled by the tactlessness of heartless people, you are made in heaven off feather wings and pearly eyes. People would do kinesics on you all day because you move and work so angelic. You’re a kind soul not to be befouled.

Aquarius: You are abstruse. Don’t feel abashed because of your own self complexity, you are a puzzle made of thousands of colors and thoughts left unsaid. You’re waggish, laughing at the insults that hurt you ‘cause humor is the best coping mechanism. Nobody will think you’re hurt even though their nescience throws you off, don’t worry. You’re smarter than they know.

Pisces: Unflegged, innocent, dainty, I know how they portray you. But they know your words & not your thoughts. The darkness lurking at late night and the stars shining in your bright eyes, don’t let the stars stop shining for people who like rain better than sunshine. Shine. Shine to keep yourself warm and don’t burn yourself down to keep others warm. They don’t deserve your heat.

—  Late night writing.

Ultimate Gorillaz Zodiac Playlist

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Flustered

Title: Flustered

Word Count: A lot

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Warnings: Sexual themes but no actual smut

Summary: You want to prank Peter Parker and the best way to do it is to make him very flustered.

Part 2  Part 3

You were walking around the tower trying to find someone to mess with.  You saw Nat, Bucky, Wanda, and Clint sitting around the breakfast table.

Nat and Bucky were immediately out because messing with assassins usually ended with bodily harm.  You shuddered remembering that time you tried to throw a water balloon at Bucky.  Never again.

Wanda and Clint were out for the same reason.  They both knew you were about to do something before you even did it. Wanda you could understand, mind reading and all, but with Clint it was weird.  It was as if he woke up knowing when, where, and what you were going to do to him.

You moved on to the kitchen to find Thor, Steve and Vision.  You hated pranking Thor and Vision.  Thor just assumed it was some Earthen custom and laughed along with you.  Vision just didn’t get it, ever.

Steve was just too much of a gentleman to ever react or retaliate.  Where’s the fun in messing with someone if they don’t react?  You sighed disappointing there was no target for you here.

You walked around trying to find your dad and Banner.  You finally found them in their lab.  This made you groan.  Pranking in a lab was at best dangerous and at worst explosive.  Also pranking your dad usually meant you got grounded or lost mission privileges.  Not worth it.  That left you with one person.

Peter.

You walked into the lab with a mischievous glint in your eye. “Dad do you know where Spider-boy is? I need someone to mess with or my whole day just feels off.”

Tony looked up with a smile.” I believe he’s in the training room.”

This made you extra happy.  Not only did you have a target but your target was probably working out sweaty and shirtless.  So you turned right back around and went off to the training room.  

You had to sneak up to the training room due to the giant wall of windows.  You peaked around the corner to look in and your heart almost stopped.  There was Peter Parker working out in just low hanging athletic shorts. Sweat was dripping down his abs and his messy hair was in his eyes. You looked skyward for strength to not melt into a puddle right then and there.

You looked around the room trying to formulate a plan.  You saw his suit in a gym bag near the door and an idea popped into your head.  You smiled, you really were just too evil.  You tip toed towards the door as not to be seen.  You quietly creaked open the door wincing at the sound it made.  You froze looking up at Parker but he was so concentrated he didn’t even notice.  You sighed and went over to the bag zipping it open and grabbing the web launchers.

You smirked and continued to sneak up on your unsuspecting victim.  Once you got close enough where you couldn’t miss you stopped.  “Ohh Peter.” You drawled finally gaining his attention.

He turned around with a confused look right before you webbed his hands to the floor.  He yelped as he fell and tried to wriggle out of it.  You slowly sauntered over to your prey with a smile.  Once you reached him you sat down straddling him.  This made him immediately stop wiggling.

“Now that I’ve caught my Spider what to do with him?”  You whispered leaning in.  Peter gulped as you got closer.

“Y/N I was training let me go thi-” You rolled your hips as you leaned closer.  He squeaked as his face turned to a fiery red.

“What was that Spidey?” You giggled.

He gulped before continuing “I-I s-said let me go and stop this.”  He stuttered out.

You feigned an innocent look. “Stop what?”  And rolled your hips again.  He closed his eyes and took in a ragged breath.  His arms were bulging trying to be free of the webbing.  You rolled again for good measure.

“S-s-stop that.”  He whispered his eyes tightly closed and even his ears were burning red.  You giggled at the state you were putting him in.  Looking down at your master piece you knew one more thing would seal the deal.

You started at the base of his neck and started to kiss and suck.  Slowly moving up to his jaw.  You heard him groan and it took all of you to not stop and laugh. Moving along his jaw you finally got to his lips.  You pulled him in cupping both of his cheeks.  The kiss was passionate as Peter tried to lean in but only getting so far.  You continued to roll your hips as you were kissing him making him moan. You broke apart both breathing heavy. 

When you broke apart his eyes fluttered open and they were dark and full of lust. You wanted to stay there forever continuing this sweet torture but that wasn’t the plan. 

You briskly got up and started to leave.  Peter made a sound of protest, wiggling harder to be free.  He tried to call you back. “Y/N wait you can’t just leave me!”

You just smiled, blew a kiss and said, “If you get free come and find me.” 

56th Street - Peter Parker

request -  Hey, could you do a story where the reader (who doesn’t really know Peter but maybe they go to the same school?) finds one of Peter’s backpacks that he left behind and tries to find him to give it back to him? And maybe that happens more than one time and reader tries to solve this backpack mystery? Hope you can work with this messy idea, your blog’s name somehow gave me the idea.

a/n - this idea made me so happy!!!! (for obvious reasons LMAO) i tried to show his more dorky side in this fic and i’m sorry if it failed, but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!

I was walking down 53rd street, headphones in and heading home straight from work. I decided to take the short way home through a small alleyway, but was stopped when I almost tripped over something.

What the hell-” I thought to myself, looking down to see a small backpack. It seemed as if it was left here since the sun was going down and everyone was starting to head home for the day. My eyes then caught onto the zipper was broken from the side down.

Parker.” I huffed in my mind, recognizing the faulty zipper. This had marked the third time that I’ve found his backpack within the last month. Peter and I had never spoken to one another outside of Chemistry, and I never understood why he would be rushing out of school so quickly. Every time I found his backpack it would also be in the same place too, which I found odd.

I zipped his backpack up and looked at the tag on one of its straps.

20 Ingram Street.” I typed into my phone, slinging the backpack around my shoulder and following the directions that radiated off of the screen, luckily not being longer than a 10 minute walk.

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Say That Again

Summary: Soulmate AU. Everyone hears a key word or phrase in their head from their soulmate, something only heard in person when the moment is right.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,543

Warnings: language, self-consciousness, fluff, that’s basically it

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely wonderful talented @bladebarnes’ 2k Celebration Challenge. My prompt was 35. quote: “Say that again.” I saw Baby Driver recently and couldn’t get the diner thing out of my head.

Originally posted by coporolight

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I think the hardest part about losing you
was that I didn’t just lose the boy
who called me pretty even when I hadn’t showered in 3 days,
or
the boy who once kissed me in the rain with tears in his eyes

I lost my best friend
the only person who knows what my favorite time of day is
and why
and
the only person who’s calmed me down after a day of nightmares

I’ve lost so much more
than anyone can imagine
and I hear what youre asking
I’m just trying to make it easier on you

—  Conscious//kayla

Gladio, Iggy and Noct are on their roadtrip when they come across a bunch of cars spread across the road
Battered and smoking
Some have been flipped over the barrier, people littering the ground as well as bodies of beasts and the black sludge that’s a telltale sign of demons

All the devastation converges on one car somewhat down the incline so they decided to check it out

Theyre almost on the car when a shot rings out and only Gladio’s quick reflexes saves them as he gets his shield out and up

‘W-who goes there??’

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Issues (Smut)

MASTERLIST

Request: Jeep sex and a good bit of fluff.

A/N: This is my first story in like 8392 years and I’m so put of practice so please bare with me because it’s not great. Also shoutout to Emily. You’re the real mvp. Feedback would be great. 

Word count: 4,185

We were sitting in the jeep on the highway from Toronto back to Pickering and though we weren’t even half way yet, the drive seemed longer than usual.
Painfully longer. 

Though it was a rather warm summer day, I felt the chills run down my bare arms the soon as we got into the car. The pesky silence between us was smothering, suffocating really and made my entire body linger in the most uncomfortable way possible. 

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Sun-Moon Tunes

I’m going to make separate, spread-out posts with lyrics for each of these songs; this is just for reference! I’m adding links in here as I make them.

Aries sun:

Aries moon– She Starts Fire by Jad Fair & Daniel Johnston

Taurus moon–  The Start of Something Beautiful by Gold Celeste

Gemini moon– Sick Shit by together PANGEA

Cancer moon– Beetles by Warpaint

Leo moon– Better by Teen

Virgo  moon– Extraordinary Machine by Fiona Apple

Libra moon–  Labyrinthian Pomp by Of Montreal

Scorpio moon– Tuff Luv by He-Art

Sagittarius moon– Motorcycle by Weaves

Capricorn moon– Don’t Touch my Bikini by The Halo Benders

Aquarius moon– Oh Bondage, Up Yours! by X-Ray Spex

Pisces moon– Presence by Globelamp

Taurus sun:

Aries moon– Harness Your Hopes by Pavement

Taurus moon– I Can See My House From Here by The Glands

Gemini moon– Drunk Text Romance by Cyberbully Mom Club

Cancer moon–  Time for the Blues by Smog

Leo moon– Pink Cigarette by Mr. Bungle

Virgo  moon– Unfucktheworld by Angel Olsen

Libra moon– New Harmony by Eerie Wanda

Scorpio moon– Bury Me by Girls’ Names

Sagittarius moon– Can of Worms by Gold Celeste

Capricorn moon–  Don’t Let It Get To You by Rostam

Aquarius moon– In The Beginning by Weyes Blood

Pisces moon– Dreamin’ Slow by Mac Demarco

Gemini sun:

Aries moon– Poobrain by ShitKid

Taurus moon– Grass Cannons by Olivia Tremor Control

Gemini moon– Before The World Was Big by Girlpool

Cancer moon– Carousel Ride by Rubblebucket

Leo moon– The Party’s Crashing Us by Of Montreal

Virgo  moon– 1 4 2 by Inner Wave

Libra moon– Warned You by Good Morning

Scorpio moon– I’m Not Myself by Boardwalk

Sagittarius moon– Heads or Tails by Shannon and The Clams

Capricorn moon– Washington Moon by Globelamp

Aquarius moon– Boogie Down by MGMT

Pisces moon– Post Hoc Ergo Propter Hoc by Milo

Cancer sun:

Aries moon– Cut Your Bangs by Girlpool

Taurus moon– She’s So Lovely by Beach House

Gemini moon– Indian Food by Dumbo Gets Mad

Cancer moon– Some Things Just Stick in Your Mind by Vashti Bunyan

Leo moon– Falling And Laughing by Orange Juice

Virgo  moon– Slow Like Honey by Fiona Apple

Libra moon– Too Busy to Love Me by Orca Team

Scorpio moon– Future Primitive by Papercuts

Sagittarius moon– On A Bus by Baseball Gregg

Capricorn moon– I Lost Something in the Hills by Sibylle Baier

Aquarius moon– Leave Me Alone on the Moon by Beck

Pisces moon– Lula by Scout Niblett

Leo sun:

Aries moon– Dancing In The Dark by Downtown Boys

Taurus moon– Good Day by The Dresden Dolls

Gemini moon– Billions of Eyes by Lady Lamb

Cancer moon–  Triphallus, to Punctuate! by Of Montreal

Leo moon– Big Sis by Sales

Virgo moon– I Can’t Handle Change by Roar

Libra moon– Sad Pony Geurrilla Girl by Xiu Xiu

Scorpio moon– Love Comes In Spurts by Richard Hell

Sagittarius moon– Fiya by tUne-yArDs

Capricorn moon– jake- keep it together by Josh Hodges

Aquarius moon– Get Lonely by The Mountain Goats

Pisces moon– Deathwish // Deathbed by Forever Lesbians

Virgo sun:

Aries moon– Constant Headache by Joyce Manor

Taurus moon– I Get Nervous by Lower Dens

Gemini moon– Throwing Knives by Video Age

Cancer moon– Make Out Song by The Rosebuds

Leo moon– Guts by Thao & The Get Down Stay Down

Virgo  moon– Magnet’s Coil (acoustic) by Sebadoh

Libra moon– Parentheses by The Blow

Scorpio moon– You’re Smiling (But I Don’t Believe You) by Margaret Glaspy

Sagittarius moon– Cosmos by Yabadum

Capricorn moon– Angel by Chaka Khan

Aquarius moon– Crash by Sales

Pisces moon– Tiniest Lights by Angel Olsen

Libra sun:

Aries moon– Knock That Door by Enon

Taurus moon– Lovetown by The Glands

Gemini moon– She Lives On my Block by Chicano Batman

Cancer moon– C-86 Is Killing My Life

Leo moon– I Don’t Wanna Be Funny Anymore by Lucy Dacus

Virgo  moon– You Can’t Get It Right by Beverly

Libra moon– Stupid Cupid by Connie Francis

Scorpio moon– Archive by Mal Blum

Sagittarius moon– I Don’t Care by Prince Innocence

Capricorn moon– I Think It Would Be Great by Best Friends

Aquarius moon– Airwalker by Jeremy Jay

Pisces moon– Come On Let’s Go by Broadcast

Scorpio sun:

Aries moon– Come Up And Get Me by Death Grips

Taurus moon– Molasses by Hiatus Kaiyote

Gemini moon– Acid by Faith Healer

Cancer moon– Fever by Marine Girls

Leo moon– Habit by Ought

Virgo  moon– Healthy Sick by Sebadoh

Libra moon– Prisoner by Har Mar Superstar

Scorpio moon– Volcana! by The 6ths

Sagittarius moon– Lanterns by The Microphones

Capricorn moon– Black Leather by Joan Jett

Aquarius moon– Fucc the Devil by AJJ

Pisces moon– Kute by Alex G

Sagittarius sun:

Aries moon– History Eraser by Courtney Barnett

Taurus moon– We’ll Meet Again Someday, or We Won’t by Bill Baird

Gemini moon– Yes I’m Changing by Tame Impala

Cancer moon– Soul and Fire by Sebadoh

Leo moon– Scott Get the Van, I’m Moving by Cayetana

Virgo  moon– Touched by an Angel by The Memories

Libra moon– Casanova by Adam Green

Scorpio moon– Road by Nick Drake

Sagittarius moon– Wet Road by Scout Niblett

Capricorn moon– Change In Your Veins by The Growlers

Aquarius moon– Checkin’ Out by Sales

Pisces moon– Rollerskating by Bright Eyes and Neva Dinova

Capricorn sun:

Aries moon– Cowards by Jumbling Towers

Taurus moon– Tequila Mockingbird by The Buttertones

Gemini moon– Reality TV by Mal Blum

Cancer moon– Try(Just a Little Bit Harder) by Janis Joplin

Leo moon– World Unglued by The Growlers

Virgo  moon– Urge to Purge by Charly Bliss

Libra moon– Lust for Life by Girls

Scorpio moon– Still Not Sad by Michael Rault

Sagittarius moon– Don’t Come Home Today by Good Morning

Capricorn moon– A Mistake by Fiona Apple

Aquarius moon– New Age by The Velvet Underground

Pisces moon– Apathy by Mikal Cronin

Aquarius sun:

Aries moon– Cut from the Cloth by The Evens

Taurus moon– Stars by Angel Olsen

Gemini moon– ‘83: Foxx and I by The Magnetic Fields

Cancer moon– I’m Homesick Sittin’ Up Here in My Satellite by Doldrums

Leo moon– Freedom by Daniel Johnston

Virgo  moon– From The Sun by Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Libra moon–  Oven by Miserable

Scorpio moon– California Shake by Margo Guryan

Sagittarius moon– What Would I Want? sky by Animal Collective

Capricorn moon– I Am The Changer by Cotton Jones

Aquarius moon– Broken by Gorillaz

Pisces moon– Obsidian Currents by Of Montreal

Pisces sun:

Aries moon– Convertible Balloon by Wavves

Taurus moon– Khala My Friend by Amanaz

Gemini moon– Whale by Alex G

Cancer moon– Bowser Bowser Bowser by Spencer Kingman

Leo moon– Between Your Ears by The Thin Bloods

Virgo  moon– Truly Great Thing by Sebadoh

Libra moon– Soon As I Get Home Tonight by Blah Blah Blah

Scorpio moon– Dead Deer & Other Animals by Thanksgiving

Sagittarius moon– Heaven by Pure X

Capricorn moon– Metarie by Brendon Benson

Aquarius moon– I’ve Got New York by The 6ths

Pisces moon– Sleepwalkin’ by Modest Mouse

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- Oh really?

- Yeah, you’re gonna have to do me yourself 

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Dark Lovers [2]

An AU Series

Character Pairing: AU!Demon Bucky x AU!Demon King Steve x Female Angel Reader

Word Count: 3,119

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Smut! M/M/F threesome, Oral (male and female receiving), mild bondage, slight dominance, orgasm denial, sexual penetration, dirty talk, and language. Some plot, a lot of porn. 

A/N: So, @apolla62200 and I are working together to bring you this amazing series! I’m excited for where this is headed and I hope you will be too! Enjoy! ;) 

Part One


2005

“You have no reason to be here angel.”

Pulling out your white blade, you twirled it around your fingers. “You are the one that has situated yourself in the middle of my mission demon.”

His eyes turned black, “I don’t take kindly to you halo bitches killing my kind.”

You pointed to your head with the tip of the blade, “Do you see a halo anywhere?” You walked toward the tall demon, “That’s a horrible stereotype. And I haven’t killed him… yet.”

“You’re a mouthy little thing,” he said, bringing out his own knife. “Don’t you have any idea who I am?”

You shook your head, running the tip of your blade over his cheek, “I don’t care who you are.”

With that, you moved to sink the knife in his neck. He was faster. He ducked away and knocked you off of your feet with his leg. You landed flat on your back, the wind knocked from your lungs. His black boot came down to press on your chest.

“Oh little angel,” he said as he leaned down over you. “You have to be smarter than that. And actually, a bit faster.” Placing the tip of his knife under your chin, he tipped your face up, “Does the name Bucky ring a bell?”

Shit.

Palming your knife, you slung your arm up with all your might and plugged it in his thigh. He yelled in pain. When his foot moved off your chest, you scrambled to your feet. Facing him, you knew you had screwed up.

“Fucking bitch!” he said as he grabbed for you.

You closed your eyes and willed yourself back up to heaven.

What greeted you was even scarier than what you had left on earth…

“You have failed us, sister.”

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Familiar

Plot: It had been a few months since Park Jimin had learned a valuable lesson, but he was craving to meet the person who had taught it to him, even though he was still with his girlfriend.

Pairing: Idol! Park Jimin x Reader

Genre: MUCH Angst, fluff

Notes: There you go. Foreign 2. I ain’t writing more of this. You are lucky I didn’t kill off the reader or anyone. 2.5k Words

P.S. If you ask for more, I’m just going to ignore it because I hate writing more cliché bull. I love you all, but I’m a brat.

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It was never the same. After he had met you, he stopped caring about his relationship, but tried so hard to do what he could to get the same spark he used to have. Don’t get him wrong – there was a spark, but it didn’t come close to the one he had with you. 

His bandmates had even noticed this change. It wasn’t obvious, but he had been with his bandmates for more than three years now. They knew about his behavior. It was less excitable when he saw his girlfriend, maybe he went over to her place more, but it seemed as if he was forcing himself to.

“Jimin, are you okay?”

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Moon Emoji Reviews

apple, producing the classic new moon with a face. he has such a smooth face, with baby like skin, and eyes as deep as the ocean, its hard to not get lost in his forever gaze. if you stare too long though, you will swear you can feel his human lips brush against your ear. 7/10


google’s interpretation is very friendly, welcoming. his big round nose reminds me of a papa cartoon character, and is, therefore, very easy on the eyes and lovable. although the eyes are a tad blank, and frightful. 6/10

microsoft takes an interesting take on the moon - it appears to look more like a stale cookie, or like spongebob’s parents. his feline type nose throws me off… hes throwing mixed signals… this is not a moon, but a beast of the night, taunting, lurking. 4/10

samsung… oh samsung… what did you do? you’ve turned microsofts cookie moon beast into a cgi monster, with soft features, similar to that of apple’s. maybe this would be better if he didn’t have those patronized glints in his eyes. 3/10

LG has taken an interesting turn. this moon is… curious… and content, but you can clearly see the pain behind his eyes. his eyes are deep. lurking. a man of mystery. 5/10

what a happy face!! i feel delighted to see this moon on my screen. he is doing great, but not quite giving off the look that this emoji is supposed to represent. he is wonderful though anyways. 8/10.

what an interesting buddy! Facebook has taken a different path, while taking time to accentuate each and every crevice and curve of this moon’s surface. a beautiful boy, with caressing eyes. 7/10

a very calm moon. i feel calm looking at it. it is doing a wonderful job on conveying the night times sleep appeal. it is not doing a great job as the original emoji purposes, but is conveying a different emotion entirely. what a beautiful and intricate boy. a work of art. 10/10

i didn’t think there could be a better moon emoji than the original, but i stand corrected. what a 🌚  emoji. the empty stare takes the cake. 7/10

mozilla does a nice job at creating a unique yet form fitting moon face emoji. nothing to call home about though. he looks too eager to be here… what is he planning… 4/10

… an… interesting… take… terrifying, yes. calming, also yes. i’m not sure how to feel about the immense detail upon this ones face. a solid 5/10 should be okay… although i know that i should give this emoji a higher rating, or else it will come to me tonight and look at me through the window, open mouthed breathing, gently fogging up the window glass around it.

SWEET CHRIST ALLMIGHTLY WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS THYIS. THIS IS NOT A MOON I CAN TRUST. THIS IS NOT A MOON I CAN RETAIN EYE CONTACT WITH. 0/10!!!!