#i would know cause that’s me and him every night 🙄

[cowgurrrl]

Strangers

Pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader (cowgirl!reader???)

Author’s note: goddammit is this gonna be a thing

Summary: Javi struggles to assimilate back into civilian life in Texas until an old friend returns [1.5k]

Warnings: Texas Javi my beloved, language, addictive tendencies, PTSD symptoms, Javi + Steve 4eva, reader has a brother, southernisms, pining, yeah there’s probably gonna be a part two 🙄

Javi really did try his best to leave Colombia and the ghosts that pricked at his memory every time he turned a familiar corner. He wanted to do better. He felt he had to. Too many people died for him to just throw away his chance at life, but the days were long and hot, and he was so fucking tired. The nicotine patches stopped working, and the bottle suddenly wasn't enough to convince himself he was doing what he was sent to do. That he was doing the right thing. That he was a good person. 

He expected the feeling to leave him once he left the imaginary borders of Colombia and returned to the northern valley. He thought working with his dad and getting his feet back under him after years of being pushed and pulled at Reagan's whim would feel better than shaking down teenagers for narco information. Of course, it didn't disappear in the cacti and hazy horizons of Loredo or the arms of his father. It's only been a couple of hours, Peña, he thought. Give it some time. Who knows? Blistering Texas sunsets might be good for burning the blood off his hands. 

Except everybody in his small town knew of his exploits in Latin America. They knew his name was plastered to boxes full of evidence against the cartel and then some. They knew Chucho's boy was some kind of fucked up veteran or hero or whatever they wanted to call him. He avoided going into town more than necessary when he first got home because of how often he got stopped. It didn't matter if he was going to the hardware store, HEB, or the mechanic. Somebody ended up talking to him about Escobar or Cali. He couldn't escape his past even thousands of miles away from it. The only good thing about his newfound fame was the free drinks people pushed his way in the shit hole bar just on the outskirts of town. 

He tells himself to slow down, what with the early mornings and long days he's working, but it'd be a dick move to turn down free drinks, right? Sometimes, Javi loses hours in the bar, betting money on pool, flirting with women passing through town, and telling war stories of the jungle and sicarios and whatever else comes spilling out of his loose lips. He tells himself he's coping the best way he knows how when he comes down for breakfast looking and feeling like shit, his hair practically wet from lingering cigarette smoke, but he knows better. 

His dad deals with Javi's vices the same way they dealt with his mother's death: inefficiently and without making a sound. The most Chucho does is shake his head and sigh when Javi comes stumbling in at some ungodly hour. What more could he do? Javi barely told his dad where he was in the world. How was he supposed to tell him what he'd done? What he saw? What he allowed? No, his dad can never know. It'll kill him. It'll kill Javi to retell. 

Sometimes, Javi will call Steve and ask about Connie and the kids, and they'll act like they're old school buddies and not tethered together through tragedy and white powder. Steve will ask him about his sleep, and Javi will give some bullshit answer which makes Steve laugh. "Yeah, me too," he says one time. "Woke the baby up the other night 'cause I was talkin' again. Don't even know what about. Isn't that fun?" Javi doesn't give much away. He never does, but sometimes, it's just nice to know he's not alone in his struggle to get back to normal. 

Javi is back in town for a full forty days before he finally stumbles across you. At first, he doesn't remember you or your first name. Your last name, however, rattles around his skull until he finally gets the courage to ask if he knows you as he stands in line at the store. "You look familiar." He says, making you laugh. 

"I'd hope so. You were practically livin' in my house in high school." You say, throwing him back to his high school baseball days, spending time either in the field or on the ranch with your older brother. You were a little bit younger than him— the daughter of a weathered cattle rancher— and only caught his attention when you were in the way or being an obnoxious teenager. Man, did you grow up pretty, he thinks. Suddenly, he's hyperaware of his sweaty hair, rumpled shirt, and god-awful farmer's tan. 

"Last I heard, you'd moved out of town," Javi says, crossing his arms over his chest and eyeing you carefully. The freckles dotting your face from all your time in the sun should be considered lethal, especially when you smile. 

"Last I heard, you were engaged." Just as you did then, you don't hold your punches. The jab doesn't hurt, but it does make him laugh, an embarrassed blush crawling up his neck.

"Alright, you got me there," he says. "How's your brother?"

"Good. Married Suzanna a few years ago, and now they've got some babies running around." 

"They live around here?"

"Dallas," you say. "Dillon thinks he's too good for us and decided to be a real estate agent out there instead."

"Sounds riveting," Javi says and you laugh. The line gets shorter and shorter as you talk, but he can't focus on anything but you. "And you? What's a pretty girl like you still doing in this shit hole?" Something behind your eyes flickers at the comment and you take a deep breath, suddenly all too aware of how hot it is today.

"Somebody's gotta get Daddy off the horse every once in a while."

"And what? Your mama can't do that for you?"

"She knows better than to keep tryin'. I'm just as stubborn as he is, so one of us'll win or give up before the other." 

"Well, my money's on you." He says easily. You stare at each other for a little bit longer than necessary before the clerk calls you by name to get your attention. Your items are scanned, bagged, and paid for all in the span of a few seconds. You have no reason to linger in the checkout aisle, but you do, rocking on your boots' heels just a little. 

"Don't be a stranger, Peña." You say, looking him over as if you're seeing him for the first time. 

"I don't think this town's big enough for that." He says, and you chuckle.

"No, I don't think so either," you say. "Tell your dad I said hi." With all your Southern hospitality, you turn and leave. Javi watches you go until the clerk calls his name and breaks him out of it. Well, that and the sound of something crashing to the floor makes him reach for a gun he doesn't carry anymore. His shoulders brace for an explosion, and he can't catch his breath. He stares at the box and the broken jars in it as a pissed-off employee storms off to find a broom. He scoffs. 

Javi has dealt with some of the most dangerous people in the world, and jams are what spike his adrenaline. 

He tries to shrug it off and pay the cashier, but his ears are still ringing, and his heart is still racing when he climbs back into his truck. Fucking jam. He tries to forget about it as he drives home. He wants to forget about it. He wants to think of anything else. 

If that happens to be your smile, the way your laugh fills the air, or the inconspicuous way you looked at him when he complimented you, it's just a coincidence. 

When he gets home, he's craving a drink or a cigarette or something more physical to get his mind off of what happened. His shoulders slump with the weight of memory and Chucho sees. He always sees. He just doesn't know the right way to fix it. 

"Y'know, uh… your friend you used to play baseball with?" He asks, seemingly out of nowhere, as Javi puts away the groceries. He furrows his brows and gives his dad a confused look.

"I had lots of friends I played baseball with."

"He was datin' that girl you went to Homecoming with when you were a freshman?" Of all the things his dad remembers, of course, it's that. Javi resists the urge to roll his eyes and grinds his teeth instead.

"Suzanna?" He asks and Chucho snaps his fingers in a way that tells him that was the right answer. "His name was Dillion. What about him?" 

"Well, his dad heard you're back in town and invited us over for a barbecue," he says nonchalantly and Javi scoffs. "I'm not sure how he didn't know, but you know that old fucker's always out doin' something. Somebody probably told him something or the other. Anyway, you can say no. I told him you were still adjustin'."

"I'll go," Javi agrees too fast. "Might be good to… get outta the house. Wouldn't wanna be a stranger." Chucho is surprised but not displeased with Javi's answer, and they leave it as is. 

It's just reintegrating into civilian life. It's just socializing. It's just a barbecue. It's not an interrogation or a raid. It's coping. 

Apparently, coping could be really fun if he plays his cards right.

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[stargirlrchive]

simon’s all big and tough until he gets home to his lover. his legs feel heavy with each step, and he can’t get to you fast enough. his knees almost buckling at the sight of you lounging in bed, in one of his shirts, book in hand and smiling sleepily at him.

his face tucked into your neck and he has to restrain himself from melting into you as your soft scent fills him. you’re so soft and warm beneath him, and you smell and feel like home.

his tone shifts, grows only the slightest bit whiney when you begin to dote on him. turns into a big ole baby when you start to pamper him with attention :(

#i would know cause that’s me and him every night 🙄 #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x gender neutral reader #call of duty #cod #simon ghost riley

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CHAMPION TO YOUR HEART

pairing: bf!lando norris x rider!reader

summary: everybody knows about his relationship with a motogp rider, but there's another side that they didn't know about this.

req: Could you do a smau about lando dating a MotoGP world champion? And the media expects him to be bitter because she’s younger than him and a world champion when he hasn’t won a race, but in reality he’s just immensely proud

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[steddieas-shegoes]

On school picture day, Steve always gets the kids ready. It’s not that Eddie doesn’t want to, it’s that he kind of hates making them dress up for a photo when 99% of the time, they’re just kids.

Except Steve had to go to a training conference for guidance counselors this week and picture day is happening whether they like it or not.

Their oldest, Jules, can do everything herself now. Prefers it, actually. She’s been extremely independent since she turned 10 a few months ago and neither of them try to stop her.

But their twins are only six, and James and Connor are like tornadoes who interrupted a category five hurricane and wore their most stained clothes while doing it.

“Let’s at least brush your hair,” Eddie suggested, already mentally preparing for the arguments that would cause. “Just for the picture and then you can mess it up however you want.”

“But daddy lets us wear it crazy!” Connor lies.

“And he lets us take off our shirts!” James lied even more.

“You guys don’t even know how to lie right,” Jules said as she finished braiding her own hair.

“We don’t lie!” They said in unison.

Eddie used to think the twins talking and doing things at the same time was just coincidence, but now he knows it has to be some kind of evolutionary benefit to outsmart the parents.

“Let’s call daddy then and ask,” Eddie said, immediately being met with silence. “Oh, can we not? If he lets you do that stuff, then it shouldn’t be a problem right?”

The twins shake their heads.

“Great!” Eddie pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and pretends to dial Steve. Steve’s not gonna answer, so he just sends a quick text to let him know it’s fine and to let it ring to voicemail. He holds the phone up to his ear as it rings twice and then goes to voicemail. “Hey sweetheart. You know how it’s picture day? Mhm. Well the twins told me you usually let them just go without brushing their hair or even wearing a shirt! I thought that sounded silly. So you don’t?”

“Wait! Okay we lied a little!” Connor yelled, suddenly panicking at being caught.

“And maybe a lot!” James added, already trying to climb Eddie’s side so he could reach for the phone.

“I’ll go get them ready, love you, bye!” Eddie rushed out and hung up so he could hold James safely. “I think you think I’m a fool.”

“No dad, you just let us be crazy,” James said.

“So does your daddy. Just not on picture day. You know the rules. We do this for him, right? We get nice and handsome and we smile for the camera so we can hang the pictures on the fridge.” Eddie glanced at last year’s school photos, resisting the urge to cry at how big they’d all gotten so quickly. James was missing three teeth now, Connor seemingly lost a ton of his baby fat early, and Jules had started wearing earrings. “He likes seeing your faces on the fridge.”

“But can’t we just wear our regular clothes?” Connor begged from his other side.

Eddie looked down at what they were wearing. It wasn’t that bad. No stains, at least. And no holes. That was rare for them.

“You can wear these clothes if you let me make your hair look nice,” Eddie bargained.

“Daddy’s gonna kill you,” Jules said with her arms crossed.

“He loves me too much. Plus who else would do the dishes every night? He can’t kill me!” Eddie joked, tickling James before setting him down on the floor. “To the bathroom, my princes! Make haste!”

They ran for the bathroom quickly, nearly tripping over each other in the process.

Eddie’s phone vibrated in his hand with a text from Steve that just said ‘if they don’t brush their hair for pictures, Santa won’t come.’

Eddie texted back quickly: so cruel. as his most sexiest elf, I wouldn’t pass over their house.

Steve sent a ‘🙄’ and then a ‘😘’.

Eddie pocketed his phone and went to help the boys with their hair.

When they got the pictures back a month later, Steve shook his head, but couldn’t quite hide the fond smile.

James and Connor both forgot to give normal smiles into the camera.

But their hair looked almost perfect.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #drabble #steddie dads

[st4rb3rries]

OMG I LOVED UR STAN AND KYLE BSF HEADCANNONS!! Can i req one with the main four, like what its like to be in a group w/ them?? have an amazing day <33

BEING IN A FRIEND GROUP WITH SOUTH PARKS MAIN 4

pairings; stan, kyle, kenny, cartman x fem!reader (all aged up 18+)

summary; chaotic friend group hc's!

warnings; cussing

a/n; hi and ty hope you have an amazing day too!!

key colors; blue= stan green= kyle orange= kenny red= cartman pink= reader

late night skate boarding with them. it's always cartman who texts you guys to go. in reality he only wants to go to just to start shit. in my opinion kenny is the best skater out of y'all. but cartman is the worst💀. "you guys you guys look im gonna go down the ramp!!" "cartman that isn't a good idea your not ready-" "WAAAAAHHHHH" laughter is coming out from you, stan, and kenny. kyle wants to laugh but he ain't risking it😭. "GAWDAMMIT KYLE IM BEAT YOUR J-" cartman stops himself because he knows damn well not to rip on kyle in front of you. so he switches up real fast 🙄. "you guys i seriously think i broke a bone" "whatever cartman you just switched up cause you know y/n would kick your ass" 5 minutes kenny is teaching you, stan, and kyle a trick. "ok so next you gotta-" "get a room lovebirds i mean come on🙄" "CARTMAN STFU!!" "yeah dude stay mad because your not psychically able to do any of this🥱" this all happens in less than 15 minutes, like why can't y'all just be a nice friend group😭. moments later stan was about to go off a ramp. UNTIL HIS WHEELS BROKE OFF THE SKATEBOARD. i wonder who unscrewed them..... "AAAUAGHHHHHH" "DON'T WORRY STAN I GOTCHU!!" and there he was, stanly marsh in your arms. "W rizz stan or nah😏" stan could feel his face heating up fr. "damn dude that should've been me not stan😔" "kenny shut the hell up💀" "wait a minute where's cartman he literally almost killed stan tf????" cartman isn't trying to get his ass kicked in front of people so he ditched and went home. classic cartman.

karaoke night. you guys are definitely singing 2000's songs. but it always seems like you guys get interrupted no matter what. karaoke night was started by cartman, which is so surprising?? "I WANNA HOLD'EM LIKE THEY DO IN TEXAS, PLEASE" "FOLD'EM LET'EM HIT ME RAISE IT BABY STAY WITH M-" stan and kyle always hating cause you and cartman sound a little too good. "BOOO GET OFF THE STAGE" "YA MY EARS ARE BLEEDING" "OH FUCK OFF GUYS LET US SING" "you guys have been singing this same song for 2 hours bruh😭" "2 minutes kenny get it right" they just hating cause they can't handle real talent. sometimes when the karaoke gets intense you guys act like judges for americas got talent💀. "is this kenny mccormick from south park colorado?" "yes" "and what will you be doing today?" "YOUR MOM AHAHA" "disqualified poor people can't seem to have talent" "CARTMAN WTF" "NEXT" "no wait i'll sing with him" "oh god" if kyle and stan think you and cartman sound a little too good. JUST WAIT UNTIL THEY HERE YOU AND KENNY. "THIS ONE IS FOR THE BOYS WITH THE BOOMIN SYSTEM" "TOP DOWN AC WITH THE COOLER SYSTEM" super bass by nicki minaj is y'alls go to song. every time you guys finish that song your out of breath and laugh so much😭. "AND THE CROWD GUYS MILD🔥" "NEXT" "cartman we are done playing americas got talent" "dude let me and kyle sing next we haven't sung at all🥹" "fine" "ah hell nah it better not be anything emo💀" *30 seconds later every one starts singing* "BUT IM A CREEP" "IM A WERIDO" "WHAT THE HELL AM I DOIN' HERE" "I DON'T BELONG HERE" suddenly the tv, microphones, and speaker goes out?? "LISTEN UP BITCHES IM NOT HAVING AN ALCOHOLIC, A JEW, A FATHERLESS DAUGHTER, AND A HOMELESS POOR BOY SING RADIOHEAD AT MY HOUSE‼️‼️" guess who got jumped that night🤔???

#south park #south park x reader #south park x y/n #south park x you #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #eric cartman x reader #stan marsh x y/n #kyle broflovski x y/n #kenny mccormick x y/n #eric cartman x y/n

[itsangelll]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 <𝟑

I decided to do this cause I put this in my notes ages ago and I finally found them so THANK GOD enjoy cuties mwah <3

sfw!!!

- this man can not go without kissing you for a minute like “Schatzzzz please just one kiss.” this man will beg you (I can’t lie I’d be kissing him all day.)

-THIS MAN WILL GET THE MOST CUTE GIFTS FOR YOU ON YOUR BIRTHDAY like he will go all out which I would find adorable (I crave him it’s not fair atp)

-Would wanna go clothes shopping with you and pick out clothes for you and tell you how beautiful you look like awh.

-if you were walking with him and you fell I know for a damn fact he would be laughing his ass off like 🤨 why are you laughing help me up?? after he would ask if your okay but would bring it up with the band I know he would.

-NOW IMAGINE THIS I know he would do that stupid prank where it looks like he would propose but he’s just tying his shoe lace he’d be like “Meine Liebe there’s something I have to tell you” then gets down on one knee you get all excited then he proceeds to tie his shoe lace. Excuse you 🙄

- would get matching clothes with you

-very clingy

-if you asked him to teach you how to play the guitar he would get all excited and have you sit on his lap to teach you LIKE UM DO THAT WITH ME PLEASE.

-if you were ever overthinking he’d hold you tight and whisper such sweet things to you telling you how much he loves you

-he would get all excited if you got him something he would be like a little kid on Christmas

-if you were ever feeling down he would make silly faces just to see you smile

-adores your personality like he just loves you so so much

NSFW!

-now if you ever wore a slit dress you guys would have a quickie (ifykyk 😭)

-I know for fact this guy would degrade you so much if a concert went bad to take out his anger on you but he would praise you while doing so “you’re such a whore but your taking me so good schatz” (say that to me.)

-THIS GUY WOULD MAKE YOU LOOK IN A MIRROR WHILE DOING IT I mean personally I wouldn’t mind

-he would buy you every piece of lingerie in the store and if you wore red that man would go weak it would be a long night I know it

-would not be afraid about saying something dirty about you in a interview just to see you get all worked up

-he would tease the fuck out of you 🙄

-I think he’s definitely a receiver but if you ever wanted him to give you head he would devour you whole until your seeing stars (please please do that with me.)

-I know he would do that knee thing like fuck me that’s hot.

-HE WOULD GO KNUCKLE DEEP I KNOW.

-car sex no questions at all.

-I definitely know he’d want you to give you a blowjob while he’s driving that man would shove your head down so hard till you gag.

-he would give you hickeys all over you

-definitely would have marks on your waist.

-he likes having rough sex it’s just I know it.

-loves squeezing your thighs

A/n: I feel like I’ve posted so much I’m proud I hope you guys enjoyed mwah bye bye <33

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz

[reputayswift]

(☝️🥁✌️🥁☝️✌️🥁…wait, is this the song with the drums? 🤔)

I met a guy 🙋‍♂️ in the summer 🏖️ and I left him 🏃‍♀️💨🙍‍♂️ in the spring 🌷 he argued with me 🗣️🙄 about everything 🤷‍♀️ he had an:

ego 😎

and a temper 🤬

and a wandering eye 👀

he said he’s 6’2” 😌🧍‍♂️📏 and I’m like, “dude, nice try” 🤥🤏😭 but he was so much fun! 🥳 and he had such weird friends! 🤡🤡🤡 and he would take us out to parties and the night would never end! 👯‍♀️💃🪩🕺🌌 another:

☝️ song 🎶

✌️ club 🌃

☝️✌️ bar 🍻

✌️✌️ dance 💃🕺

and when he said something wrong 🗣️🤚😡 he’d just fly me to france 💁‍♀️✈️🇫🇷🥖 so I miss him some nights 😔🌠 when I’m feeling depressed 🙍‍♀️⛈️ (‘til I remember every time he made a pass at my friend 🤔💭😘🧍‍♀️) do I:

love him? 😍🥰

hate him? 🏃‍♂️🗡️🏃‍♀️💨🤬

I guess it’s up and down 🤷‍♀️⬆️⬇️ if I HAD to choose I would say right now…🤔

I WANNA:

get him back! 🏃‍♂️🗡️🏃‍♀️💨

make him really jealous 😠🟩 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

make him feel BAD 😭💔👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

I WANNA:

get him back! 🏃‍♂️💕🏃‍♀️💨

(‘cause then again 🤔 I really miss him 😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 and it makes me real SAD 😭💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨)

I WANT:

SWEET revenge 🏃‍♂️🗡️🤪

him again…😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

to get him BACK 😩 (BACK, back…)

so I write him all these letters 📝👩‍💻 and I throw them in the trash 🫳📃🗑️ ‘cause I miss the way he kisses 😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 and the way he made me laugh 😔💭🤭 yeah, I pour my little heart out 👩‍💻🤳🏻💕 but as I’m hitting send 👩‍💻👉💌 I picture all the faces of my disappointed friends 👩‍💻💭🫣🤢🥴🙄 because everyone KNEW 🧐🧐🧐🧐 all of the SHIT that he’d do 💩 he said I was the only girl 🗣️🤚🤭 but that just wasn’t the truth!! 🧍‍♀️👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 and when I told him how he hurt me 🤬🗯️ he’d tell me I was trippin’ 🙄💬 but I AM my father’s daughter 👨‍⚕️🙋‍♀️ (so maybe I could fix him 🤷‍♀️👩‍⚕️🩺🧍‍♂️)

I WANNA:

get him back! 🏃‍♂️🗡️🏃‍♀️💨

make him really jealous 😠🟩 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

make him feel BAD 😭💔👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

I WANNA:

get him back! 🏃‍♂️💕🏃‍♀️💨

(‘cause then again 🤔 I really miss him 😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 and it makes me real SAD 😭💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨)

I WANT:

SWEET revenge 🏃‍♂️🗡️🤪

him again…😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

to get him BACK 😩 (and then? 🤔 🗣️ and then!!!!)

to get him BACK (back…back…)

I WANNA:

key his car…🚙🔑🤏😈

make him lunch 🍲✨👌😇🪽

break his heart…💔💥🔨😈 (then be the one to stitch it up ❤️‍🩹🪡🤏😇🪽)

kiss his face 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 (with an UPPERCUT 🤕💥🥊😈)

meet his mom 😇🤝👵 (just to tell her HER SON SUCKS!! 🗣️🗯️🫢)

I WANNA key his car…🚙🔑🤏😈 I WANNA make him lunch 🍲✨👌😇🪽I WANNA break his heart…💔💥🔨😈 stitch it right back up ❤️‍🩹🪡🤏😇🪽I WANNA kiss his face 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 with an UPPERCUT 🤕💥🥊😈 I WANNA meet his mom 😇🤝👵 and tell her HER SON SUCKS!! 🗣️🗯️🫢

🗣️👏 I WANNA:

get him back! 🏃‍♂️🗡️🏃‍♀️💨

make him really jealous 😠🟩 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

make him feel BAD 😭💔👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

🗣️👏 I WANNA:

get him back! 🏃‍♂️💕🏃‍♀️💨

(‘cause then again 🤔 I really miss him 😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 and it makes me real SAD 😭💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨)

I WANT:

SWEET revenge 🏃‍♂️🗡️🤪

him again…😔💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

to get him BACK 😩 (and then? 🤔 🗣️ and then!!!)

to get him BACK, back, BAaAaCK…

🎸🎸🎸 I’ll get him! I’ll get him! I’ll get him! I’ll get him 😈💕BACK!!💕😈 (🗣️👏🗣️👏) Get him back!! (🗣️👏🗣️👏)

🍺🥴 I'm gonna get him sooooo good, he's not even gonna know what hit him…he’s gonna love me and hate me at the same time 😇😈💕 (🗣️👏 you better get him BACK!) shsjdidk I got him good I got him REALLY good 🗣️🍻🥴

#tays takes #long post #guts #Olivia Rodrigo

[non-stop-imagines]

Ok I'm not the nonnie that just asked that question, but I can 100% imagine Lance and Oscar being in a poly. And it's perfect cause they never cross paths it seems like. So a SMAU where the reader (Marsai Martin) comes to the paddock for a visit and everyone is just like wtf?! How did yall pull her?!

You have no idea how crazyy brain went when I got this. And then I almost immediately began working on it...and then I was unable to edit ask responses on my phone for almost a month and a half 😔. Also I absolutely did not mean to do this but my brain read it "Lando and Oscar" and I completely missed that it said "Lance and Oscar" and now I feel terrible but I hope you like it still! 😬😚

(A/n: Also I know I said Charles was next, but I was so excited I could finally edit this post I had to go and finish it. I have been working on my Charles fic though I promise 💖)

~~~~~♥~~~~~~

user_yn

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user_yn Thank you Japan for giving my loves a double podium (and the epic celebration after) 🧡🇯🇵

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user1 They are so wholesome it gave me clear skin

landonorris So happy our pretty girl got to see us (almost) win 😚

>user_yn And I'm very proud of your (almost) win ☺️

>oscarpiastri It was your beauty radiating from the garage that helped us stay in the top 3

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>mclaren We agree 👍

user2 Exhibit B of how Yn is their good luck charm

>user3 Yes, but elaborate 🧐

>user2 The last race she was at was Silverstone, when they basically told the rest of the grid "Sike, here's our real car" and now double podium

>landonorris We've been trying to tell @/user_yn, right @/oscarpiastri?

>oscarpiastri If she listened to us, forgot about acting and just came to all the races, we'd be World Champions by now🤷‍♂️

>user_yn Os, baby, don't let Lando drag you down with him

landonorris

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landonorris Had to get that double podium for our lovely lady 😍 🏆(Also Note to Self: Never leave your phone alone with @/user_yn)

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user_yn The real note to self should be "post better pictures of Yn instead of whatever photo you have of her sleeping"

>landonorris But you're so pretty when you sleep 👉🏻👈🏻😚

>user_yn As sweet as that is, don't 🫵🏿

user8 Still accepting theories of how those two even met Yn

>user9 The configuration of the stars the night they met was the same as when the upgrades for Silverstone were finished. That was the most luck those two have every experienced int their lives and they will probably not have such luck again until it is time for their own respective grand prix race wins

>user8 Yes.

oscarpiastri Baby 🧡

>landonorris Couldn't be more proud of you 🧡

>user_yn And I'm the proudest of both of you 🧡

>user4 These 3 deserve each other and I mean that in the purest way possible

>mclaren we just want to join on the orange hearts (even though we love them too)🧡

user5 We stan Bert, Ernie, and their impossibly hot girlfriend

>landonorris Please tell me I'm Ernie 🤞🏻

>user5 Man do I have a treat for you

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Had to place 2 and 3 because she's our #1 😊

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user6 Logan's here, we can finally start the festivities

logansargeant @/user_yn is the really Japanese gp winner

>user_yn No don't talk to me you ignored me most of the weekend 😔

>logansargeant I JUST COULDN'T SEE YOU YOU'RE SHORT

>user_yn All I'm hearing are excuses 🙄

user_yn Such a cutie 🥰 So so proud of my boyfriends 💖

>user_yn (I swear if you don't smile with your teeth more often I'm telling your mom.)

>oscarpiastri Yes ma'am (Love you, don't tell my mom ♥️)

>landonorris THANK YOU I've been trying to tell him he has a pretty smile

user7 Yn, the fashion icon ✨

>user_yn It's the hat 🤠

One last thought: Hopefully this is the start of a spark of inspiration because I would love for the ideas I have for all of these requests to LEAVE MY HEAD AND WRITE THEMSELVES OUT ON THESE POSTS!! Anyway, I hope you all liked this and you're all doing well. 😊

#yeea nah #formula 1 #black reader #f1 imagines #formula 1 x black!reader #f1 x black!reader #request #lando norris x black!reader #oscar piastri x black!reader #landoscar #f1 poly #im a mess rn #😚

[braxlrose]

Can ya like make nsfw/sfw hc about Tom?

(Btw i luv ya🫶)

Like I did with Bill, I think I'm just gonna do sfw hcs rn cause I'm tired but I will get to the nsfw 😈

sfw headcanons for Tom Kaulitz

You and tom were bestfriends when you were kids, you were always hanging out with him and bill whenever you could (considering they were your only friends before gustav and georg came around)

You and tom got into trouble ALL THE TIME

Sometimes with Bill but other times tom thought some of the stuff you did would be too "hardcore" (his words) for bill, so you two would go and do stuff

One time you and him pulled the fire alarm at school and poor Bill happened to be walking by just as you two ran out 😭 you guys felt so bad he was the one who got in trouble

His mom LOVES you so much, yk when you can't find your friends and you go downstairs and they're just talking shit w/ your mom 💀 that's you and their mom

You two would practice guitars all the time and even got matching stickers to put on the guitars

When you guys were little kids, you, bill and tom would play hide and seek and tom would always be yelling "I'm not ready yet!!" LIKE BRO, it literally says "ready or not, here I come!" 🙄

He steals a shit ton of your food

Like you'll just walk into your house and he's standing in the kitchen eating your food 💀

You two would smoke in the back of the school w/ bill and listen to music and you'd always end up laying your cheek on his shoulder

Now I think we all know tom likes girls, but if any of the girls who was flirting w/ him disrespected you, he would just laugh in their face.

Like one of the girls said "it's either me or y/n. Your choice." He just stood there like 💀 who do you think I'm choosing TF?

He's a fucking asshole so whenever yall went swimming he would splash water at you, or go and swim under water and grab your legs to freak you out

And he's always laughing his ass off when you scream after he does that 😐

He's a bitch fr

also for "some reason" he always hated when guys flirted w/ you

I wonder why 😐🤔

so whenever any guy came up to you, he would automatically come behind you and put his arm around your shoulders or wrapped around your waist or on your hips LIKE BRUH UR 13 WTF ARE U DOING

He somehow makes the guy leave w/o even calling himself your boyfriend (bc he's not) and he does this basically so you can't get mad at because "didn't even do anything"

TOLD YALL HES AN ASSHOLE OH MY GOD (still love him tho)

You guys watch movies together ALL THE TIME

Of course bill joins you guys too sometimes

But other times he has "other things to do" according to tom 🤨 so you guys end up watching movies together

YOU GUYS HE DOES THE THING WHERE YOU YAWN AND STRETCH YOUR ARMS OUT AND THEN PUT YOUR ARM OVER THE OTHER PERSONS SHOULDERS

istg that's in like every single American 80s movie

He thinks he's so slick abt it too

NEWS FLASH

He's not. Like at all.

It's cute though

After a while it starts to get super obvious he likes you

He doesn't flirt with girls as much and focuses his attention and flirtiness towards you, and he gets you little things that you like because "that's what friends do for eachother"

If you try and bring up that he likes you, he will deny the fuck out of it. You're his best friend and honestly he hates that he feels this way bc he doesn't want to ruin anything.

Little does his dumbass know that you like him too 💀

So one night when he comes to your window and knocks on it you go to open it and see him.

Apparently he wants to go swimming.

Which you deny because it's freezing cold water and night time (super scary, yall I'm like terrified of the dark if you didn't know)

But eventually he convinces you and you sneak out w/ him

And thats when he confessed to you, you guys were laughing and splashing around in the freezing water when he finally said something and yall finally became a thing

Thank god, because everybody was getting sick of the tension.

Once you guys start dating, oh.my.god.

You guys are making out all the time and at school he always has his arm wrapped around you, possessive mfckr 💀

This just increases as you guys get older too

And since you're his bestfriend, he doesn't treat you like he would treat any other girl. He likes you so much and doesn't want to ruin the friendship either.

If you're in the band, he's touching you whenever he can, especially on stage (even though there's only like 10 ppl there)

As he gets older, like I said before, it gets worse

Once Monsun came out and you guys started getting the fame, he made sure EVERYONE knew he was with you

He would wrap his arms around you on stage or practically shove his tongue down your throat in between songs (if you're in the band)

If you're not in the band, he talks about you in basically every single interview

He finds a way to add you into the conversation

His cuddles are literally the best

He's always the big spoon, but he loves holding you.

If you're in the band, he always has you sitting on his lap, or if you're on the tour bus he let's you lay on top of him and sleep.

He also LOVES seeing you in his clotheses

They're giant on you and he thinks you look adorable (SIZE KINK YALL, but that's for the next post)

He loves it when you're just sleeping in one of his giant t shirs and just some underwear, or no underwear 😉

Sometimes you get insecure when he flirts with girls at a meet and greet but he always reassures you that he never meant to make you feel that way and tries to cool it down

I know some of you guys think he would do this, but I honestly don't think tom is a cheater

Yeah maybe he would ghost girls or do some other shit but I don't see him as someone who would cheat on a girl

Especially one he loves so much, so you never have to worry

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED TY FOR THE REQUESTS, ILL DO THE NSFW SOON

OMG I FORGOT MY TAGLIST AGAIN SO SORRY

@hearts4kaulitz @burntb4bydoll @spelaelamela @bored0writer @fishinaband @billsleftnutt @dead-tapes

#tom kaulitz #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz fanfics #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz sfw headcanons #tokio hotel edits #tokio hotel fanfics #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fanfic #smut #fluff

[rizzkisworld]

Hey,

I don't know if your asks are open or not, so I am so sorry if I am bothering you!

I just watched &Team at the MAMA awards this year, and I was wondering your thoughts on &team seeing their S/O on the red carpet and it's the first time they have seen them dressed up.

- 🪼

Hello! My asks are open and you're not bothering me at all 🫶🏽🫶🏽

K

K can't keep his eyes off of you. He's exchanging glances at you every chance he gets. He better hope dispatch ain't around cause he's finna be making it extremely obvious. Cue EJ gently whacking K's arm to gather his attention. He's gonna be texting you all through out the night to tell you how good you looked. (Maybe you should dress like this around him more often 🤔)

Fuma

Fuma is gonna need self-control. His partner? Looking this good? On the red carpet? Fuma isn't so obvious with his staring, but anyone who was carefully watching his eyes would notice. Probs gonna take you out for dinner at a restaurant just to see you dress up like this again.

Nicholas

Nicholas is a wild card. He's either really obvious or really discreet. As the fashion king himself, he takes his time admiring your outfit. The colors, if it compliments your body, the way it was made. I'm here to proudly tell you that you've received the fashion kings approval!! Takes you shopping for some clothes the next day and picks out some dresses/suits.

Eujoo

EJ thinks that he's not obvious at all..... But the tiktoks say otherwise...... You got half of the comments saying "EJ was totally staring at Y/n." And the other half saying "You guys, he was just looking around y'all are making stuff up 🙄" (may or may not be basing this part off of a tiktok I saw about EJ....) Nicho teases the mess out of EJ about it later, but can we blame him for staring? You just looked very good that's all.

Yuma

Yuma gets very smiley seeing how good you look. Thinks he's not obvious pt2. He thinks his face isn't readable at all, but the big smile on his face while looking at you says otherwise.

Jo

Jo is definitely the most discreet one. His face is straight, but his mind is malfunctioning. If someone's talking to him he ain't hearing a thing! All he's paying attention to is you and how great you look.

Harua

Gets very smiley pt2. Harua stares at you in awe. It feels like he's seeing heaven on earth because wow... His partner looks so good. He's kind of in the middle of discreet and obvious. Some people thinks he's smiling just because it's kind of his nature. Others notice that his eyes are on you.

Taki

Taki's jaw hits the ground! Thinks he's not obvious pt3. He really thinks he's playing it cool, but he's not. He actually has to force himself to keep his eyes off of you. I mean like he's refusing to look at you otherwise he's gonna just stare and watch your every move. He also gets quite shy when you walk past.

Maki

Maki's literally becomes the heart eyes emoji. He's also in the middle of discreet and obvious. He's able to play it off as if he wasn't looking at you, but he is blinded by your beauty. Texts you a whole lot after the red carpet to shower you in compliments.

I feel like this was kind of bad, but I hope you like it anon!

#❑Anons #Anon: 🪼 #&team fluff #&team scenarios #&team x reader #&team imagines #&team au #&team reactions #&team smau #andteam scenarios #andteam imagines #andteam fluff #andteam x reader #andteam reactions

[yourfavbunni]

Satoru x Reader (female coded)

Synopsis: Angst? Fluff? I don’t know!!

A/N: I’m disappointed with the bottom half of this 🙂 but enjoy!

As the exhaustion and pent-up frustration continued to weigh heavily on Satoru, his emotions began to spiral out of control. The stress from his missions, combined with his own self-inflicted pressure, pushed him over the edge. In a moment of weakness, he lashed out at you, his frustrations finding an unfortunate target.

His voice was filled with anger and frustration, and Satoru’s words cut through the air like a blade. "Why can't you just understand that I need some fucking space? Is that too much to ask for?"

"All you do is cling to me! "You suffocate me!" "Leave me alone for once!"

His outburst left you stunned and hurt. Tears welled up in your eyes as you silently gathered your belongings, as you had planned to stay the night with him. Without a word, you left the apartment, the door closing behind you.

It didn't take long for Satoru to realize he had messed up. The weight of his words settled on his shoulders, and he felt an overwhelming sense of guilt wash over him. He knew he had messed up, and he knew he had hurt you. 

Frantically, Satoru ran out of the apartment complex; he looked for you.

He retraced his steps, hoping to find any sign of you. His eyes scanned the empty streets, searching for any indication that you were still there and that you hadn't completely given up on him. 

As he stood alone in the silence, Satoru felt a heavy ache in his chest. He knew he had to find you to make things right. He couldn't bear the thought of losing you, not after everything you had been through together. 

Satoru’s heart pounded in his chest as he raced through the streets, his mind filled with regret and desperation. Every passing second without finding you felt like an eternity, intensifying the ache in his chest. He couldn't let you slip away, not like this. 

Finally, he caught sight of you, standing at the edge of a park, your shoulders hunched and tears streaming down your face. He approached you cautiously, his voice filled with a mixture of sorrow and determination. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean those things I said. I was just... overwhelmed. Please, let me explain." 

You turned to face him, your eyes red and puffy, a mix of anger and hurt evident on your face. His heart sank at the sight, realizing the extent of the pain you had caused. "I get it…don’t bother…I’ll just go. Isn’t that what you want? For me to leave you alone"? 

He reached out, gently cupping your face in his hands, his touch warm and tender. "Baby. Fuck no. I don’t want that; you’re not clingy. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it."

You stared into his eyes, searching for sincerity and any sign that he truly meant his words. Slowly, you nodded, a flicker of hope stirring within you. "No more pushing me away; no more hurtful words."

He nodded, "I promise, baby."

And with that, Satoru pulled you into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around you protectively.

A few days had passed since the whole incident; everything had gone back to normal, at least on Satoru’s side, but you still felt like he had meant it when he called you suffocating, even with his constant reminders of love.

You did the opposite of what you told him to not do anymore. You started being less touchy with him. Maybe he was right; you were a touchy person.

A conversation between two of your co-workers made your feelings even worse when they began talking about how guys didn’t like clingy girls.

(They don’t know what they are talking about, 🙄but for the sake of the story, let’s go with it.)

You gave him space; before when he would come home from work, he would watch a movie, and you would be cuddled right up against him.

You would shower him with kisses and play with his soft, white hair. But you didn’t do any of those things anymore.

Satoru had noticed your behavior, and he had tried talking to you about it, but you denied it and lied, saying you were just super busy with your job. He knew something was up, but he didn’t want to push you into admitting something you weren’t ready to.

The thought that you were too clingy, that you had been suffocating him, gnawed at your mind. It was hard to ignore the self-doubt that crept in, questioning whether you were enough for him.

Finally, you decided to have an open and honest conversation with Satoru. You couldn't let these doubts fester any longer. You couldn’t wait for him to get home, so you decided to go see him at work, finding him in his office.

"Satoru, we need to talk," you said, your voice firm but tinged with vulnerability. He turned to look at you, his eyes filled with concern. "What's on your mind, baby?" He asked, his voice softening as he noticed the seriousness in your expression.

"I've been thinking about what you said, about me being clingy," you began, your voice steady. "Y/N," he cut you off. "I didn’t mean those things." "Just let me finish", you said. "It's been eating away at me. I need to know if you truly feel that way about me, or if it really was just a moment of frustration."

Satoru’s eyes widened, a mix of surprise and regret crossing his face. He reached out to grasp your hand, his touch warm and reassuring. "Baby, I never meant to make you doubt yourself. I was just caught up in the moment, and I lashed out without thinking. You're not clingy, not at all. In fact, you bring so much happiness into my life."

His words washed over you, soothing the doubts that had plagued your thoughts. You could see the sincerity in his eyes and the genuine love and adoration he held for you.

"I'm sorry for making you feel that way, baby," he continued, his voice filled with remorse. "You're everything to me, and I never want you to doubt that again".

He got up from his chair, moved around his desk, and reached you. He leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your lips. "If anything, I’m the clingy one, Y/N."

He pulled you into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around you with affection. The warmth of his body presses against yours, enveloping you in a comforting embrace.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, baby." He murmured against your lips, his voice filled with genuine regret. "You're not suffocating me. I crave your touch, your love, and your presence. You're the one who fills my world with joy and excitement."

He trails soft kisses along your jawline, his lips lingering against the sensitive skin. "I love how you shower me with affection and how you make me feel wanted and desired. Don't ever doubt that, Y/N."

His hands roamed over your body, exploring the curves that he’d come to know so well. He pulled you closer, deepening the kiss.

"I'm the one who needs you, baby." He whispers, his voice laced with sincerity. "I don't ever want you to change. You're perfect just the way you are, and I'll always be here to remind you of that."

His fingers tangled in your hair, gently pulling you closer and deepening the connection between you.

As we break apart, a soft smile graces my lips. "No more doubts, Y/N. From now on, I'll make sure you know just how much I love and treasure you. You're not clingy; you're my everything. Let me show you how much I love you."

He presses you against the desk, letting the smooth wood cool against your back. With a confident yet gentle grip, he trails his fingers up your thighs, teasingly inching closer to your core. His touch is electrifying, sending shivers down your spine.

He dipped his head down, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. Tongues exploring each other's mouths with fervor and desire. The taste of you is intoxicating, and he can't get enough.

His hand slips beneath your skirt. He feels the heat radiating from between your legs, aching to be touched. With a teasing smile, With a swift movement, he pushes your panties aside. He dips his fingers into your wetness, relishing the way you gasp and arch your back in response.

He continues to stimulate you with his skilled fingers, his thumb finding your sensitive clit. Each stroke and caress is deliberate; he can feel your walls tightening around his fingers and your moans filling the room as your pleasure builds.

But just as you're on the edge of release, he pulls away, a devilish grin on my face. "Not yet, baby," he whispers. "I want to savor every moment with you."

He guided you to stand, turning you around to face the desk.

Bending you over he buries himself deep inside you, filling you completely. The sensation is overwhelming; the tightness and heat of your core filling him in pure pleasure.

His hips start to move in a steady rhythm, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge. The sound of your bodies colliding echoes through the room, moans and gasps filling the office room.

He leaned forward, his breath hot against your ear, as he whispered, "You feel so fucking good, baby. I can't get enough of you." His hands roam over your back, leaving trails of tingling pleasure in their wake.

As the pace quickens, the intensity builds, aching to consume both of you. The pleasure becomes almost unbearable, pushing us to the brink of release. And when it finally crashes over us, it's like an explosion of pure bliss—waves of pleasure cascading through your bodies.

He holds you close, his body still connected to yours, as you ride out the waves of orgasm together. Your breathing gradually slows, and he presses a gentle kiss to the nape of your neck.

He pulls you into a tender embrace. "Y/N," he whispers, his voice filled with genuine adoration. "I love you so much".

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#jjk smut #gojo satoru #gojo x you #gojo x reader #jjk gojo #gojo smut #gojo x y/n #gojo angst #gojo fluff #jujutsu gojo #gojou satoru x reader #gojo #jjk satoru #satoru smut

[prettyboyformasks]

😱 ftm graves?!? as the readers arm candy?! 🤔 tries to act spoiled for the public but as soon as him and reader r alone he's begging and pleading not to be punished cause he was acting like a brat 🙄

( hesmyhousewifefr 🤑🤑)

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graves' arms wrapped around your thick, muscular arm as you step inside the office building. some kind of retirement party for a friend. you didn't really listen to graves explain, more focused on his tight clothes hugging his body.

you greet others with a firm handshake, graves doing what he does best—standing beside you and looking pretty. it's obvious that people are coming over to talk to graves, only giving you a fraction of their attention.

and he's entertaining it.

unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt, giving others a small view of his chest. sitting on your lap while you lean back in your seat, eyes narrowed as your hand holds his thigh. he knows what he's doing, he knows he won't be let off easily for letting others flirt with what's yours. their eyes wander his body, focusing on where his jeans are tight around his thighs and—and averting their gaze when they feel your eyes boring holes into them.

it's that same night he's begging for your forgiveness, but you've already bent him over your lap. "no— no, sir, i didn't mean to." the lies would slip past his lips almost as naturally as the moans only you were able to hear. only you were able to get out of him.

"didn't fuckin' mean to, huh?" you hiss, your belt held firmly in your hand as you lightly pat graves' pale ass with it. "didn't mean to show off your chest to others, pretty? didn't mean to not mention that you're taken when those fuckin' pigs flirted with you?"

your belt lands on his ass with a sharp slap. his high-pitched whimpers and cries fill the room as he tries to wriggle off of your lap, begging for you to stop, to forgive him. "i won't do it—" he paused, choking back a moan, "i won't do it again!"

"oh, but i think you will, darlin'." you whisper as your index finger rubs against his puffy pussy lips and you let out a soft laugh. "ain't you full of surprises, sweetness? beggin' me to stop, but you're so wet." you watch him squirm, not with pain, but with embarrassment. "maybe i should show you who you belong to, mm?" you whisper, tossing your belt aside and discarding the rest of your clothes.

graves is on your shared bed, face down, ass up. his arousal is leaking down his thighs, and he winces as you squeeze his ass. "please, give it t'me," he begs quietly, his eyes full of impatience and tears. "only 'cause you took your punishment so well." you say softly as your cock slides between the soft lips of his cunt, letting out a low groan as you feel his warmth around you.

"please, i'm—hnngh—yours, want your cum, claim me," he murmurs, his words barely audible with his face pressed into the mattress. your strong hands move to guide his hips back and forth on your cock, making him the every inch of you. "no one else could fuck you the way i do, darlin'. no one else could take your fuckin' brattiness, could they?" you grunt, your hips slamming into his.

the tears brimming his eyes are both from pleasure and the pain of your hips slamming against his bruised ass. he's begging for your seed, for your permission to cum. "you gonna cum for me, baby? yeah?" graves nods as you speak, his pleads barely audible and drowned out by his moans.

"go on, then."

as soon as the words left your mouth, it was like his body responded immediately. cumming all over the bed, soaking it with his juices. "filthy fuckin' thing, yeah?" you laugh as you slam your hips into his, pulling his hips back as you release your load inside of him.

giving him a nice warm bath, massaging his soft ass. "took your punishment so good, sweetpea," you murmur in his ear as he lays on your chest, wearing one of your hoodies. the two of you fall asleep like that, your bodies resting together as if they were moulded to be right there with each other.

my lazy ass did not proof read this

#call of duty #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod smut #call of duty smut #ftm smut #smut #phillip graves #ftm!phillip graves

[beamtori]

𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝.

nonidol!ji changmin x afab!reader

2.4k words (HELP it's only this long bc there's like an actual plot low-key 😭💀), smut (minors dni), cunnilingus (face sitting/riding), cum drinking(??), kind of fingering?, kissing, swearing, descriptions of blood/stitching, mentions of violence/fighting/weaponry, changmin's a boxer? fighter dude?, a lot of arguing and banter, use of pet names (spitfire, baby), angst HAHA!

a/n: once again, this was FOR ME. :l if im being so for real tho, i should have made them fuck piv bc that would have actually scratched my itch, but i just had to go and make him injured 🙄

Ji Changmin was stupid.

"You are so—"

"Stupid? Yeah, you've said that five times already."

"—annoying," you finished with a snide, little smile, relishing in the way his pretty eyes rolled. You gave the thread between your fingers a forceful tug through your gritted teeth to snap the end off; a part of you loved the way he flinched.

You and he were currently holed up in the dimly lit space of your bedroom where he was getting blood all over your sheets, and stupidity all over your floor. (Did you say you thought he was stupid yet? No? Well, he was stupid.) The idiot had gone and gotten his stitches ripped out again, which was the exact opposite of what you told him to do.

You stood looming over him between his legs to take a look at his busted shoulder. The last time, he had gone out and gotten it sliced open. That would teach him to bring a gun next time—you shouldn't even talk about his fists. That would make you pop a blood vessel. His damn knuckles were split open like a row of splattered blueberries—blue and purple and ugh.

"When I come home for the day, the last thing I ever plan to do is more work," you muttered to him as you threaded your needle and began stitching up his gash again.

He winced slightly, digging his teeth into his bottom lip. "So you're saying you've never planned to do me?"

You met his eyes for a split second. His eyebrows flicked upward in suggestion; you made a particularly generous piercing into his skin.

"Shit," he hissed, sucking in a breath. "I said I was sorry."

"For what."

"For doing my job—"

Your eyes narrowed into a glare. "Your job? Your fucking job isn't to get the shit beat out of you every other night, Changmin."

"Oh, so you care now?" He fired back.

Your mouth snapped shut and you continued to work quietly. It wasn't like you didn't care about the nitwit, but you weren't about to admit it point-blank. His ears would never hear that you cared that much, but here you were, letting him into your apartment at god knew what time it was to patch him up again. You didn't know why he always came to you. You quit the boxing ring infirmary months ago, and yet, he always ended up at your doorstep.

When he realized you weren't going to say anything, his uninjured arm took your jaw between his fingers. He looked you in the eyes—you saw the dim lighting of the bedside lamp light a fire in his gaze. Or had that always been there? "You care about me."

You tore your head away. "Oh, fuck you."

His grin was wolfish. "Is that an invitation?"

"One day—" you huffed, knotting the thread and tossing the bloodied needle and tweezers onto the nightstand, "—I'm gonna rip you a new one, Ji Changmin. Or maybe you don't need one 'cause you're already a huge asshole."

He gazed at you, and you weren't sure what it was, but he looked enamored. "Fuck—can you just sit on my face already?"

Everything halted for you. "What?"

"Come on, spitfire; you heard me." His head cocked to the side in challenge. "Sit on my face. My arm might be useless, but my tongue sure isn't—"

"I'll be back," you interrupted sharply before your face got any hotter. You could feel his eyes on you as you scurried into the bathroom next door like a little field mouse.

His audacity was going to drive you to insanity one day.

You found the extra package of gauze and bandages in your medicine cabinet, the ones you had forgotten to grab when he'd come stumbling into your bedroom. You weren't sure why you hadn't forced him onto the kitchen counter like usual, but that was a worry for another time.

He was still there waiting for you. Your gloved hands were bloody and there was a pile of tissues on the ground that you would have to clean up later. You returned to your space between his legs and felt his heavy gaze on you as you pressed gauze to his shoulder and began to wrap his arm back up.

"Yn, I'm sorry."

You pressed your lips together, finishing off the wrap with a small pat on the side of his arm. "You're good to go," you said, "now leave so I can clean up."

You were snapping off your gloves when you heard him get up and approach you. "Yn."

"Don't wanna hear it." You kind of did want to hear it, but that wasn't the point. The point was that you needed to stand your ground and ensure he wasn't about to come running back to you every single time he fucked up.

Hands on your shoulders. The world spun for a quick second. He pressed you up against the bathroom door with the gloves dangling from your fingers and your dignity just two seconds away from dropping. You could see the gleam of sweat on his brow, how deep his dimples dipped into his cheeks; you could smell his musk and the blood, the latter having been slightly muffled now that the wound was closed up, but there was still the matter of all the other blood-stained surfaces.

"If this is another thing to get me in bed with you, then you can forget about it," you said. It happened twice before; you really couldn't do it a third time.

"Can you just listen to me for once?"

"Ah, so just like all the times you listened to me?"

Changmin fixed you with a look. "Has it ever fucking occurred to you that I keep getting hurt so I have an excuse to come see you again?"

Your breath hitched. No, that had certainly not occurred to you. But why would he deliberately get hurt all the time just to see you? Could he not just… see you? Then again, you probably would have still been skeptical of his motives—

"No matter how hard I get hit, Yn; no matter how hard you pinch me with your fucking needle—"

"Why?" You asked. Though the word was soft, it was enough to cut through.

He blinked, his good arm bracing against the door behind you. "Isn't it obvious? I like your stupid face."

Your heart slammed against your ribcage. You could hear it thundering in your ears, the battering of a drum. "You're insane," you swallowed.

"Insane about you." He let out something akin to a laugh, head ducking, but you could see the imprint of dimples in his cheeks. "Isn't that crazy? I'm doing all of this shit because I didn't have the balls to just tell you from the get go."

Changmin dropped his hand to your face, the rough pads of his fingers finding your chin again. His eyes met yours and you could see the softness of the corners, the tenderness of his irises as he looked at you. Perhaps the fire you always saw sparked in them were there for a reason different from what you assumed.

"You're not gonna say anything?" He murmured with a swallow. "Not gonna give me a piece of that spitfire mind this time?" Had he read the signs wrong?

"Why would you go and get yourself beat up just to see me?" That was all you were able to get out of your mouth.

He licked his lips. "'Cause I—I don't know. I'm stupid. Wanted an excuse for you to touch me."

"Glad we can agree on something," you said. "But I like your stupid face, too."

And it was the lack of space that coaxed you into pressing your lips against his. Or maybe it was the coat of saliva over them that made them look so appetizing. Or maybe, more simply, this was long overdue. Twice you had fallen into bed with the boxer, and yet, you couldn't count the number of times you'd shared a kiss with him, shared the same air as him.

You were careful about his injured shoulder, the corresponding arm draping around your waist while the other still clutched your chin, but now cupped your cheek.

A moan slipped out of you as he swiped his tongue over your lip and into your mouth. Your back pressed flush against the door, your body shoved between it and Changmin.

"Wanna taste you," he husked between kisses, taking every breath from your lungs like a souvenir for him to keep. "I have to taste you—been craving you for weeks."

His words curled something sweet in your belly, but you had to protest. "Your shoulder—"

"Fuck my shoulder."

You shoved him off for a second, the both of you heaving for oxygen with pupils dark and dilated. "What do you mean 'fuck my shoulder?' I just fixed the stitches, Changmin."

He exhaled and carded a hand through his hair, taking one of your hands pressed to his chest into his. "Then sit on my face. I don't have to be on top this time."

"You're impossible."

"Not impossible," he shook his head, a smile working its way onto his face.

You sighed as he kissed you again.

That was how you ended up backing him up against the edge of your bed and pushing him down to take a seat. He grabbed your waist with his hands as you stood between his legs, lips molded into yours. You placed your palm on his chest to coax him backwards.

You climbed over him, letting yourself straddle his waist.

His fingers slid down the front of your body to cup you through the fabric of your shorts. "You wet for me?" He muttered.

"Bone fucking dry," you quipped.

His fingers slipped beneath the waistband and you felt him smirk. "Liar."

He found the wet spot in your panties, dragging his fingers in lazy circles like he was collecting your arousal as proof. You made a soft noise against his mouth and subtly grinded yourself into his digits.

"Okay, get your cute butt up here," he said and abruptly removed his fingers from you, giving your ass an affectionate pat.

You sat down on the bed beside him to kick your shorts and panties off. "You're so demanding," you grumbled, but straddled him again and slowly inched yourself up.

He grabbed your hips and hauled you over his face for you, a squeak falling out of your mouth. "You were going too slow," he said to you with his voice slightly muffled.

"And I haven't done this before." You let out a shuddering breath, bracing your palms on the bed above his head. His breath on your wet lower lips made you grasp at his hair.

"Baby's a little shy?" He cooed, massaging your hip with his hand. "Oh, fuck me. Sit, Yn."

"I'm literally—oh."

The flat of his tongue pressed against your pussy and licked a generous stripe up your opening.

You swore and grinded yourself down onto his mouth. "Are you—" you gasped, his lips suckling your clit, "—can you even breathe?"

"Why would I wanna breathe? I'm doing just fine," Changmin replied in a heavy daze. You heard him inhale deeply and moan. The sound itself was enough to make your thighs shake around his head.

He prodded your opening with his tongue, fingers digging into the globes of your ass like he was holding a bowl and drinking from it. Tongue fucking you open, his nose bumped against your clit with the movement. That telltale tension slowly built and curled in your belly, a warm coil of something molten.

You weren't sure how he was even curling his tongue so far up into you, but you grappled his strands of hair like reigns and rode him. The pleasure mounting in you was sweet and you were growing desperate—you writhed on top of him, his name engraving itself in your mouth.

"Changmin," you gasped in your frantic chase for release.

His reply was a strong hand anchoring you to his mouth, encouraging you to use him for your own pleasure.

When that high came, you cried out, body staggering forward. His hands still chained you to him as he slurped your slick up. The sound was obscene, and seemed to echo in the walls of your bedroom. Your thighs convulsed from the extra stimulation.

You huffed, brain muddled. "Fucking hell," you said through labored breaths, gently lowering yourself onto the bed next to him when he loosened his grip.

The sight of his face was nearly enough to make you come again. His skin glistened with your come, eyes glazed over and dark as he looked at you with his head lolled to the side. His lips were pink and plump, and his tongue darted out to swipe over them as if he were catching any residual fluid.

"You doing okay over there, Min?" You asked, leaning over to brush his bangs from his forehead.

"Yeah, I'm—" he let out a laugh and his mouth curled into a smile, "—I'm fantastic."

You laughed, hanging your head.

"I've always wanted to do that," he admitted.

"Yeah?"

"Even better than I thought, to be honest."

Your skin heated at his words, and his warm chuckle following sent a jolt down to your core. He reached over with his good arm to thumb your chin up. "I meant what I said, by the way."

"That you're stupid?"

He rolled his eyes, and shook your head with his hand. "No—that I'm crazy about you."

There went your heart again. The organ in your chest never failed to skip every other beat when it came to him. He just had a way of making you trip in the best way possible.

You squeezed your thighs together, his eyes darting at the movement. "Wish you would have just told me sooner."

"I should've," he agreed. "But let me make it up to you now."

You crawled over him and lowered your lips over his; you could still taste yourself on his tongue. "Not with this injured shoulder, you're not."

He groaned in protest, reaching around your body to pinch your side. "Damn."

"But," you drawled while sliding your hand down the length of his body and cupping his cock through his jeans.

His hand grabbed at your thigh as he moaned into your mouth.

"That doesn't mean I can't do anything for you."

a/n: imagine the image in the banner is how he looks post-this-fic

tbz m.list

#the boyz smut #the boyz x reader #ji changmin smut #ji changmin x reader #changmin x reader #the boyz fanfic #the boyz imagines #the boyz drabbles #the boyz oneshot #the boyz scenarios #ji changmin oneshot #ji changmin imagines #ji changmin scenarios #ji changmin drabbles

[kneelingshadowsalome]

könis reaction to reader who’s 5’0? 😊

Oh dear 🥲

Some NSFW under the cut, mostly fluff

König is so confused. You're pocket-sized compared to him!

He wants to help you at every turn ❤️ König simply materializes by your side when you're trying to drag a chair in order to get something from the top shelf.

"Let me get that for you," he hurries to give you the item, marveling at how incredibly tiny your hands look compared to his. The way you have to always crane your neck to look up at him makes his chest swell and his heart beat faster.

He’s having far too many wild thoughts about you; you're such a cute little woman. But he's also worried. Would he even fit inside you...? Would you be able to carry his child? (Yes, he thinks these things before you have even gone on your first date)

One time he asks if he could lift you instead so you can get whatever it is you need from the shelf. He suggests this mainly because he wishes to see how huge his hands look around your waist.

It’s an odd offer, but you can’t help but laugh: as if you didn’t know why he wants to do that. You float up like a feather as his hands close around your waist, causing you to giggle even more. When you return to the ground the bewildered stare behind that hood is far too adorable, and so is the way König has gone completely stiff just from hearing your laugh.

"I’m sorry. Did it tickle?" he asks with worry in his voice, and you slowly shake your head, both at his question and at this man's cluelessness.

If you ever admire his size, say that he’s a ~big boy~ or ask what on earth did they feed him back in Austria, König gets flustered and says something like: "Schnitzels and beer," and "Everyone is big compared to you." He doesn't know if you're flirting with him or simply teasing him.

You might say, "Excuse me, but everyone is small compared to you…" to which he immediately replies: "I guess so. Do you want to go out with me?" (Guy made a split-second decision that flirting and teasing are pretty much the same thing. Also, he has wanted to ask you out the minute he saw you.)

König tries to hold your hand, but sadly, it’s impossible, as is offering his arm to escort you like a lady. It’s another thing that makes him disoriented and a bit uncomfortable: he desperately wants to keep you close, but it’s difficult because of your height difference.

All in all, he treats you like a delicate little flower that could be crushed at any given moment if he's not there to protect you. At the same time, he desperately wants to see how helpless you'd look under him 🙄

König is very gentle the first time you two have sex, but it's a bit of an awkward experience. You’re trying to enjoy yourself while he watches with wide eyes how most of him actually does fit inside you. You don’t know if the look in his eyes is excited or horrified.

Another thing you don't know is that König has had sleepless nights, thinking it wouldn’t fit at all, worrying whether it’s fated that you two can’t be together. When he sees that this isn’t the case, he's relieved and delighted. You almost roll your eyes at his proud announcement of "I can get it halfway in...!" (Of course this giant has a size kink.)

It’s not easy for König to keep himself in check once he’s settled there inside your heat. This man loves to be in control... but not during sex! It doesn't really help that you remind him to breathe and take it easy – it's like telling someone not to think of a pink elephant.

You soon learn that the tense, breathless grunts are a sign of an approaching lapse. "König...? Gently, ok?" you try to remind him, and he obeys like a seasoned soldier – most of the time. He starts to slip near his climax, punching you in the cervix a couple of times with that monster, apologizing through gritted teeth just before he cums with a broken groan.

So yeah, sex isn't easy. This giant also nearly crushes you every now and then when he turns in his sleep. He squeezes you a little too hard when returning from a long mission and you have to scold him and remind him of his strength. Other times, you have to remind him you’re not made of glass, nor are you a helpless child even if you're small.

People look at you in public; the elderly sometimes mistake you for König's daughter and a few mean teenagers sometimes shout inappropriate things when you walk by. You have to grab König by the hand and calm him down to prevent a few bloodbaths… But somehow, you make the relationship work. König has already decided it was actually fate that you met, and he's never going to let go of his little lady ❤️

#answered #könig headcanons #könig fluff

[meowkn]

headcanons on me and my man choso, me specifically cause im sooooooooo special :)) jkjk

A/n: You are special 🙄. TEEHEE LOVEE YOUUU, THESE ARE FOR YOU. MY FAVVV MUTUALLL

─ִ━━ ꯭ ───ׂ─ִ─ ͜͡✿͜͡ ─ִ──ׂ── ꯭ ━━ִ─

- He’s very private so he doesn’t like putting his relationship on blast but will hold your hand and lean on you in public.

- Choso loves late night movie watching with you, where you two cuddle up on the couch and fall asleep in each others arms on the couch, and if he wakes up in the middle of the night he’ll pick you up and tuck you into bed.

- He’ll insist on you picking the movie but will complain with about every choice.

- He isn’t much of a reader but he’ll sit with you while you read and rub your back while he chin rests on your shoulder, occasionally sneaking peaks at your book.

- Super clingy when you guys are in private.

- Every Friday the two of you have a skincare night where you put on face masks and gossip, aka you telling him all your friends drama and stuff you heard while he occasionally pipes up with a “no way” or “I totally knew she was fake”, he loves girl drama.

- Always gives you his hoodies and he loves seeing you in his clothes, especially after a night together. When you walk into the kitchen half naked in his shirt, he’ll be a blushing mess.

- He’s the type of person to say something completely seriously but everyone else thinks it’s funny.

- hugs hugs hugs HUGS

- Whenever you fall asleep he gives you a forehead kiss.

- He’s so sassy, SO SASSY. He definitely calls you “girl”.

- He texts you every little part of his day, and I mean every single little detail.

- Wants you to pamper him but he’d never admit that.

- He’s so whipped.

- If push came to shove he would absolutely die for you.

- He calls you angel because that’s what you are to him. When you first started dating he said “The Gods made you just for me.”

- Literal cuddle bug.

- “What’s mine is yours”

- Lets you fall asleep on him if you’re out in public and you’re feeling tired.

- Soft intimacyyyyy.

- He’s a firm believer that the eyes are the most intimate part of a persons body.

- Acts of service.

- He’ll ask you to read your book out loud just so he can hear your voice.

- Always has an extra of your necessities with him.

- You don’t ever have to ask. He already knows what you need.

- He’s always hovering over you, not in a creepy way, but just because he’s tall.

- Lets his hair fall into his face because he knows you’ll brush it away for him.

#choso fluff #choso kamo #choso my beloved #choso x jay bc i love her #choso x reader #hes so boyfriend

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I Knew You were Trouble ❤️‍🔥

Part 4

Pairing: Jimmy Uso × reader

AN: if you would like tagged let me know 💕 No specific timeline

❗️❗️Warnings: 18+, swearing, violence (this is the WWE after all) slight smut, infidelity, jealous Jimmy, bad writing, cringe story telling, the Usos (because they are a warning in themselves)❗️❗️

I’m sooooo sorry this took as long to get out, I kinda took a break but I’m back and so is our boy Jon 🥵 hope this was worth the wait 🫣

Day one - Rome, Italy

One of my favourite things about being a WWE superstar is getting the opportunity to travel the world. Because of my job I’ve been in more places that I could have ever imagined and made memories that will last a lifetime. Today we are in one of my favourite places, Rome.

One of my least favourite things about being a WWE superstar though was definitely the travel and itinerary- I get to a new place and don’t have time to see all the sights. its airport, hotel, gym, meet and greets, arena, match, then on the road again.

Me

hey, wanna sneak out and do something fun before the meet and greet?

Josh

what you have in mind?

Me

authentic Italian ice cream? Pizza? Your treat obviously 🤪

Josh

damn, you really want me to treat you after the way you been disrespecting me 😨

Me

fine 🙄 I’ll ask Jon instead - lil bitch

Josh

WAIT

FINE

Meet me in the lobby in 5.

I wasn’t really going to ask Jon, I mean how could I? This whole trip I have to try and avoid him, however I feel like fate has other plans, I was informed late last night that Jon and Josh would join me in doing press for the tour, doing meet and greets and TV appearances to get everyone hyped up for the shows. As long as we aren’t alone together nothing would happen…….right?

One thing I wanted to tick off my bucket list when visiting Rome was going to the Trevi Fountain. Seeing it there in front of me took my breath away, the beauty it holds, the history and traditions. Ugh to have this on my doorstep every day would be a dream. We had found a small gelato shop near the fountain and decided to find a place to sit near by the fountain.

“Okay, fine I’ll admit it, the gelato was a good idea.”

“Of course it was a good idea Josh, are you doubting me and my choices?”

“You know damn well I don’t trust you.” He says

Acting offended I shift myself further away from him, Josh turns to look at me grinning ear to ear.

“Don’t know what you’re smiling at, you’ve just bumped yourself down the list of what Fatu brother I like more.”

“Well number 2 ain’t so bad.”

“Try 3”

Annoyed he reply’s “3? What you mean 3, who else you know except me and Jon!”

Realising I got him right where I want him “well Joe obviously, I’ve spoke with him a few times and he is such a sweetheart, I think he might actually be my favourite brother.”

He didn’t have a come back, he just sat there eating his gelato like a grumpy little kid. I take a few sneaky pics to send to Trin, captioned “fun with your grumpy ass brother in law.”

Josh reaches into his pocket and places two coins in front of us.

“Let’s go throw these in the fountain then.”

“Wait, how did you know I wanted to do that?”

“Cause believe it or not yn but I listen to you, you are one of my closest friends and I love ya, if there is something you wanna do you damn sure I wanna make it happen. That’s what family does.”

I couldn’t see him, my eyes were filling with tears. Never in my life have i had someone care so much. We fight like cat and dog but underneath it all there is pure love and adoration for each other.

“Okay don’t get all soppy on me” he jests. “Let’s throw our coins and get back before there is a search party.”

Grabbing my hand we walk over to the fountain and throw our coins in tradition states if you throw a coin in you are wishing that one day you will come back to Rome and with every fiber of my being i was hoping that one day i would.

“Thank you” i whisper to Josh.

“Don’t mention it, though I do hope I ain’t last on yo list anymore?”

Laughing I announce “A solid 2 for sure now.”

Another part I love about being a WWE Superstar is getting the opportunity to meet the fans. The WWE universe has the best, most intense fan base in the world.

In the store where the meet and greet was happening, It was a basic set up, a long table, a seat for each of us and a backdrop with our image plastered over it. The queue was already around the block, with a mixture of kids, teens and adults all waiting to meet us.

“I’m really nervous, this is my first international meet and greet - what if no one is here for me.” I start to panic.

Josh looks at me and in his usual joshy manner tries to make it all better “yn we know no one is here for you, and honestly you are killing the mood. Put yo big girl panties on and let’s get this over with huh?”

And just like that the mood has been lifted and he has me laughing.

“I honestly hate you J.”

Jon who had been observing finally breaks his silence. “You can sit between us, that way we can comfort you if it gets too much.” Comfort me……..

A little too eagerly I agree. The first few fans come in and just like that all my nerves and panic washed away and I was in autopilot.

“How you doin now yn? Eased into it okay?” Josh enquires

“I’m fine J, I just let my ner……”

Heat. That was the only thing I could feel. My thigh tingling under his touch, Jon’s touch.

“Yo yn, you good?” Josh looks at me concerned.

“Yep fine, just got a little cramp in my leg, feel like we have been here for hours.” I brush him off, along with moving Jon’s hand off my leg. Think of Trin, think of Trin I repeat in my head.

The last of the fans come and go, it’s been a sweet afternoon watching Jon and Josh interact with everyone, you can see the love and passion they have for this business and the fans. Maybe teaming with them on this European tour won’t be so bad after all.

Backstage WWE LIVE, Rome Italy,

The crowd had been electric all night. There is no major storylines, no characters and no set of rules to follow just purely wrestling. Our match was a mixed tag match, myself and The Uso’s v Indie, Theory and Waller. Going out and having fun with everyone and the crowd is what it’s all about, the passion the fans give in return for the show you put on makes all the travel, injuries and lack of sleep worth it.

After any of my matches I like a debrief, things I could have done better, things I did great etc, it’s how I grow and learn, however fate was having none of that tonight. Walking back to the female dressing room I felt a strong pair of hands grab my arms and pull me into a secluded corner of the arena, from the way my skin was burning at the slightest touch I knew it could only be one man - and I was in trouble.

“Have you been avoiding me all day?”

“Em, earth to Jon? We saw each other at the meet and greet.” I laugh trying to break the tension

“Oh I remember..” Edging closer to me with fire in his eyes he continues “I’ve been thinking about how nice your thigh felt, and wondered what else felt nice.”

Gulp

Think of Trin yn.

Keep it light and funny yn “Plus I was busy with Josh all morning, he took me out for some gelato - I’m a busy woman Jon.”

“Yeah, Josh told me about the gelato. Is there a reason I wasn’t invited?”

His heavy eyes stuck on mine, waiting for my answer.

“Honestly it was a last minute thing, next time I’ll make sure you get an invite.” Trying to leave his hand leans on the wall behind me enclosing us in even closer. His free hand finds its place perfectly on my hip before it starts to lower slowly, like he was trying to memorise how each part of me felt before placing his hand on my butt, grabbing onto it with his powerful grip.

“How bout we skip the gelato and i give you some of my cream.”

Fire, passion, a need for only him. That’s all I felt in that moment. It consumed me. Jon looked at me like I was the only girl on the planet.

After weeks of playing cat and mouse, he caught me. His lips finally found their way onto mine, a low moan slowly released from his mouth, like a weight had been lifted from him, his hands tracing every inch of my body. I didn’t want him, I needed him and in that moment I’m what he needed too.

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