Rainy Days With Abby

Cover art by Breyona Holt. I hope to see more of her work soon! I love these covers because they’re simple yet distinct from a lot of the covers we see today. No heavy editing or props and yet you’re still drawn to what the album holds. I love it!

god, if only. 

Wow I can't believe we all just hallucinated that bit about Nairobi dying like lol I'm glad that definitely isn't what happened wow scientists would love to examine how this collective mass vision of Gandia shooting Nairobi appeared to everyone who saw La Casa De Papel season 4, because that's not what really happened guys, she lived and she shot Gandia in the dick and I hear in season 5 she and Monica are going to raise their kids together, it's true babies

Women I’m so terribly in love with.

 Jessica Lucas

2. Emmanuelle Beart 

3. Emeraude Toubia

The Eve (m)

Anonymous said: hiiii omg, I love your writings;; can I request a past lives/reincarnation au?? Thank you sm ilyyy

Anonymous said: since the whole soulmates thing is always hinted in ynwa, could you possibly elaborate on that? Maybe in a one-shot? Please don’t stop writing!!

Anonymous said: Are you implying that,, 👀yn👀and👀ot7👀were👀soulmates👀in👀all👀of👀their👀previous👀lives👀,,, I know that the request box is long closed,, but pweaseeeeeeeeee consider writing a one shot about their hypothetical previous lives and how exactly had it go, uwu

Summary: Perhaps the greatest love story, lost with time – history carved by the hands of the unaware, the world forgets the existence of one woman who stole the hearts of 7 Gods, bringing strife, war, destruction and devastation raging across the globe. And, beneath it all, the birth of something more. The love that drove them mad, the love they could never have.

But destiny always found a way to reunite star-crossed lovers.

Soulmates!AU, Greek Gods!AU, reincarnation!AU

Pairing: Namjoon/Reader, Seokjin/Reader, Yoongi/Reader, Hoseok/Reader, Jimin/Reader, Taehyung/Reader, Jungkook/Reader, Poly!BTS

Disclaimer: this fic is in no way historically or culturally accurate. Timelines, personality and plot are all unrelated to actual Greek mythology. It is a world constructed purely by my own imagination and creativity. I only borrowed the names, roles and general duties of the Greek Gods mentioned. It is not my intent to infringe on the cultural, social, historical or religious implications of these figures. I ask that anyone who finds offense in this to not read. This is a fanfiction and does not reflect any aspect of reality in any way, shape or form. Feel free to DM me if there is any part you feel strongly about that I can adjust.

Warnings: Cursing, graphic descriptions of sex, dirty talk, polyamory, brief sexism, angst, infidelity, oral (male and female), overstimulation, rough sex, teasing, unprotected sex, marking, multiple orgasms, blindfolds, bindings, handjobs, dry humping, dom!namjoon, dom!jin, dom!hobi, dom!tae, dom!yoongi, sub!jimin, switch!jk, switch!reader

Length: 8.3k

Notes: holyshitbasicallyasmutfestwithplotandabucketloadofangst I think I got kinda carried away with this concept LOL, I really do hope you guys enjoy. Uni is giving me backpains and general depression and I probably won’t be posting anything until midterms are over. I still have a bunch of asks sitting in my inbox (sorry!) so those will definitely get answered soon.

On another note, I do have some fancams I recorded from the concert; if anyone wants them, please lmk so I can post them.

Poseidon!Tae, Ares!JK, Hades!Yoongi, Apollo!Hobi, Hephaestus!Joon, Hermes!Jimin, Zeus!Jin

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2000 BC

“Wake, my love.” Long fingers traced the curve of your hip, palm splaying at your inner thigh as you shift in your sleep. The words were mere whispers as gentle lips pressed against your temple.

“We are to be late if you do not rise, heart.” Even so, it was to the sharp ache of a new flower blooming across the scattered plum-flavoured constellation that graced your neck and chest that you truly roused to.

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ꕤ her way of water masterlist status: on - going pairing: neteyam x female metkayina reader genre: romance. fluff sypnosis: neteyam and his family left their clan to seek uturu from yours. on their first night, neteyam wanders by the shore to clear his mind. he finds himself away from everyone’s marui pods and comes across you as you bathed - he couldn’t get you out of his mind since then. taglist: @rainbowsocks @mashiromochi @anm3mi @fanboyluvr

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Could I ask for an Ellie with a girlfriend who's a drummer? Thank youu!!

CRAZY TALENTED

i enjoyed writing this so bad, i’m also like really sorry the smut at the end is so short…. i don’t really have an excuse BUT this is two posts in one day, cut your girl some slack mkay?

warnings: modern!ellie williams x drummer!reader. generally just sub!ellie. dom(ish)!reader. reader displays casual dominance a few times. man spreading (r). smut at the end! fingering (ellie receiving). lmk if i forget anything babies. (side note, this really was not proofread so m’sorry for any typos.)

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WHEN YOU MET.

ellie insists that when you met it was love at first sight. she remembers it clearly, her in an uncomfortable metal chair amongst other crowd members in the humid bar. and you. pretty as ever you, who caught her eye immediately, up on stage playing the hell out of those drums.

ellie was mesmerized, the way your head bobs as the sticks in your hands beat down on the huge drumset in front of you, how you’d smile when a crowd member would shout in praise or let out a wolf whistle.

you were apart of an indie band who’s on a steady rise to stardom. this was her first time at one of your performances, initially just wanting a night out but staying for the show.

ellie is pulled out of her thoughts by you going on to your drumming solo, bringing a huge grin to her face when your head aggressively bobs and hands move at a pace that made them look like little blurs.

when you finish, claps break out from all around. people shout, whistle, snap, all of the above. the love directed at you makes you bring your hands to your face, covering up your bashful smile. you playfully groan when your band mate pulls you into a hug, whispering praises in your ear.

you’re thanking everyone, giving a little bow when your eyes meet the distinct green ones. you’re stopped in your tracks, unable to bring yourself to look away.

a lazy grin pulls at your lips when you see the sort-of dazed look on her face when you don’t look away.

in sync, your bodies erupted in chills.

TEACHING HER.

“you’re crazy talented…” ellie’s voice comes over the sound of the loud echos of the drums. you stop, bringing both of your sticks to one hand.

“hm?” you tilt your head a little, not really hearing what she said.

“i said, you’re talented. i could never do that, the most i can do is run my fingers over a few strings.”

you smile at her compliment. “thank you baby,” your lip is pulled between your teeth as you think for a second before motioning for her to come over. “..i bet you could do it, c’mere.”

ellie had tagged along to your solo practice, (as she does quite frequently these days). the practice room was something like a mix between a garage and a band room you would see in the average highschool.

ellie’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion but she followed your command nonetheless. when you pat your thigh for her to sit, her face gains a rosy tint and her eyes widen.

“w-what? you want me to sit?”

“mhm, wanna teach you.” you casually manspread a bit more, giving space for her to sit down. your hands come to both sides of her waist to pull her back into you when she shyly sits down near your knee.

“you wanna fall?” you scold her softly. “here hold these…”

ellie takes the drumsticks from your hands, letting you position them correctly. your head comes to rest on her shoulder as you start to guide her hands to the correct drum you want her to hit down on.

her focus is broken by the gentle bounce of your leg as you keep count of the beats, her face breaks out into a blush, and she nearly drops one of the sticks.

“pay attention.” you scold gently.

SHOWING HER.

ellie’s comment got herself here.

“you’re so fuckin’ fast with your hands….”

naturally, you had to show her just how fast you could be. now she’s pinned beneath you, back arching up as your fingers relentlessly tortured her sopping cunt.

“fuck— baby please.” she whined, looking down at you with those big green eyes clouded in tears.

“what’s my girl need, huh?” you smirked at her from between her legs. you were being cocky, you’d been kissing up and down her thighs for going on 10 minutes now, you knew exactly what she needed.

“y’mouth.. need it so bad.” she punctuates her sentence by grinding down, trying desperately to find your mouth.

“what do you say?”

“please.”

BTS DRABBLE-OT7

It’s interesting, isn’t it, the lengths a person will go to in order to survive when pushed beyond breaking point? The world is crazy, and people are insane, but you can’t fault them, because all you want to do-all anyone wants to do-is survive. And with each new game, as the difficulty increases, the will to survive-to fight-is getting weaker and weaker, the challenges growing harder and harder. And yet, you’re still fighting, because what is life, other than a constant struggle to try to survive? Because honestly-to win-all you have to do is stay one step ahead of the person behind you. 

An Alice in Borderland/BTS Crossover AU

Warnings: Gore, Death, Major Character Death, Violence, Dark Overall Themes-It’s not a happy one, folks. 

Genre: Angst

Title: King of Hearts

You duck behind the corner and instantly go into a crouch, breath coming fast between lips that feel dry and cracked, heart fluttering so desperately in your chest that it feels like a caged bird trapped behind your ribs.

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Ghosts by Katherine Blower

i’m fucking crying give me a second

LCDP BrOTPs I didn’t know I needed (Part 1/?): Lisboa & Denver

Denver, the one who went out on to the rooftop, right into the danger to bring Lisboa inside; Denver, the one who shouted “¡Sí!” at the top of his lungs when they realized they’d been successful in rescuing Lisboa; Denver, the first one to hug Lisboa ♥ Gracias!!!!