#screaming hollering etc

[unhinged-nymph]

I am SO UNWELL

#holy FUCKKKKKKKKK #they look SO FUCKING GOOOOOD #screaming hollering etc #BARK #rhett and link #josh scherer #rhett mclaughlin #link neal #who is the loml btw #in case you were wondering #f u c k #the tonight show

[earlgodwin]

the irony of cesare slutshaming juan for sleeping in brothels had me with tears in my eyes considering his very first scene in the show is him rawdogging a prostitute like his life depended on it...like babygirl we see you!!!

#like they're such whores i'm screaming!! but also so on brand when you think of it. since the real ones both were fucking sancia byeee #i believe the scene where cesare fucks that girl is just a glimpse of the show adapting the Real cesare's General Manwhorishness™ though! #if you're the borgia family enthusiast you already know that cesare has sired 7 illegitimate kids because of his romantic exploits lmao #cesare borgia i love your hypocritical ass fr like yessss #also love their rivalry so much because there's cesare who always wanna one-up juan in every aspect and be seen as the serious and driven #which is true about the hypercompetent and ambitious part!! but he fulfills his duty in the family in ways that are not conventional #meanwhile with juan...he fully embraces his hedonism and isn't ashamed of it. while he's aware that cesare outdo him in everything... #the only thing he has over cesare is his position as a gonfaloniere!! so he winds cesare up with flexing it!!! #the difference is cesare is as much as he hollers about doing everything for the family...he pretty much does it mostly for selfish reasons #his desperation for juan's position and rodrigo's attention made him sabotage the family more than persevering it etc #while juan is genuine but is reckless and incompetent but he Really tries yk? he really does! but he spiraled bc he feels weak and insecure #oh well both brothers are idiots in their own ways #i miss them fr #cesare borgia #juan borgia #the borgias #juan and cesare #text post

[morninkim]

BABE WAKE UP NEW MARRIED SPIDER-MAN JUST DROPPED

#spider-man #peter parker #mj watson #mary jane watson #IM HOOTING AND HOLLERING AND LOSING MY MIND BITING CHEWING CRYING SCREAMING WE'RE SO BACK ETC ETC

[sakuhai]

#hyde #hideto takarai #l'arc~en~ciel #larc en ciel #l'arc en ciel #laruku #vamps #the last rockstars #tlrs #jrock #vkei #the overwhelming emo rollercoaster i was watching this #screaming and hollering #yeah but no... #etc etc #i knew it #i know that he knows #i think he is cool but he's not 100 honest #he cannot go back so easily because its not just up to him #he want new audience instead thats ok but... #vocally and artistically he is not at his best and its only getting worse #i say it with love #all he does is scream engrish... #its not great he can do better objectively #but if thats his idea of fun let it be it #he worked hard enough to deserve havin fun jumping around #and screaming #as long as he still has money in the bank... #but even financially his solo career for the past 10 years isnt super profitable... #not larc not vamps numbers at least

[kxllerblond]

as soon as i shower n get coffee yall will not be safe

#im exhausted but god i wanna write #had an open or two im gonna snag. otherwise hmu with memes or whatever #or scream at me ooc ykno. just holler etc

[goneatlas]

something something the believe sign being fixed up by nate kintsugi style something something embracing imperfections rather then striving for perfection something something accepting yourself for who you are and even with all your flaws you are still a beautiful person

#screaming crying hollering etc #something about NATE being the one who did that #ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers

[disaster-magnet-runner-five]

PROGRESS MADE PROGRESS MADE PROGRESS MADE

#babble #screaming hollering etc etc

[youmustinteract]

also, i just dropped a double a battery on my big toe (THE. big toe)

#if this bitch loses its nail again i'm gonna amputate #also. it's been numb and tingling for like 3 days but apparrently not numb enough. lil shit #UGH #i missed tumblr<3 #where else and to whom else could i document dumb shit like this #like legit i cant talk to the walls anymore. roomates. other tenants. i cant scream. holler even #i feel i am losing the few marbles i scrounged up #ah well. piss on the poor etc etc #imma mash some potatoes byeee

[hexachloro12butadiene]

genuinely I think my hormones are fucked up bc I have received many supportive texts from friends today but the one that almost made me cry was one that said “drive safe.” and I wasn’t even about to drive. and he KNEW I wasn’t even about to drive.

#the comfort. the familiarity. #YOU DONT GET IT. #screaming yelling hollering etc

[wileys-russo]

I keep noticing Leah wearing this rly full cross body bag to all the games so far and I’ve just thought how does a girl need so much stuff with her to watch the game?! Maybe a fic where Leah’s gf questions her about the cross body bag, she gets all shy and it turns out she’s carrying something of her gfs (lucky item, fav t shirt etc) to bring luck for the game. Kinda cute x

this is adorable lucky charms II l.williamson

"babe you'll miss the bus if we don't leave now!" your girlfriend called up the stairs, tapping her foot impatiently. "i can't find my lucky socks!" you called back with a groan, practically destroying your shared bedroom as you hunted around for them with no luck.

"just grab another pair love, this happened last week too!" leah sighed, fiddling with her bag as she again checked the time on her watch. "shift it, we're leaving!" leah decided, knowing if she waited around any longer your anxiety would only worsen.

"yeah and look how last week went." you huffed in annoyance, kit bag slung over your shoulder as you thundered downstairs with a frown. "hey, stop." leah grabbed your hands, pressing your body gently against the wall as she looked into your eyes.

"you've never been a superstitious person before, where's all this come from then?" the blonde asked, concerned at these new behaviours which had arisen within you since the commencement of the new season.

"it's nothing, i'm fine lee. lets just go!" you forced a smile, squeezing her shoulders and moving past her, leah grabbing her car keys and following after you, deciding to table the conversation for later not wanting to rattle you any further.

"i really don't see why you're driving me to colney, then back here, then to the emirates. i could have gotten one of the girls to pick me up or driven myself." you shook your head as your girlfriend pulled out of the driveway.

"because i've missed driving you round, do you know how nice it is to not be stuck with you as a personal chauffeur?" leah teased with a smirk as you smacked her leg, hand resting on her thigh as she drove. "watch it williamson." you warned playfully, though it brought leah comfort to see a smile finally settle back on your face.

~

it was a smile that returned and doubled by the time the final whistle blew to end injury time, you and your girls fighting and scraping for a well deserved three points.

letting out a passionate yell you all but barreled into stina who was the closest person to you, the swede picking you up and swinging you round as a few of your team mates pressed in, all of you hugging and cheering.

"meadoooo!" you hollered, almost tackling the blonde who laughed, tears welling up in her eyes as she hugged you tightly and you mumbled over and over how proud of her you were before she was pulled away to continue the celebrations.

"lessi!" you screamed at your long time friend who was looking around in shock, giant smile plastered on your face as you sprinted at her, jumping into her waiting arms and kissing her forehead, rambling on about how well she played.

"the first goal of many." you promised as she put you back down on your feet.

"hear that? they wanna see ya russo!" katie grinned, joining the two of you and shoving the blonde over to where the fans were chanting for her, her cheeks bright red as her grin only grew. the three of you did your lap, clapping and thanking the fans and chatting among yourselves as jen, steph and caitlin eventually joined you.

you watched as leah embraced your national team mates in bear hugs, watching her mouth move a million miles an hour as she proudly commended everything they fought for the last 100+ minutes.

she caught your eye over alessia's shoulder, giving her one last hug before breaking away as you both started to walk toward each other. meeting in the middle her arms wrapped around you tightly, your face buried in her jacket as her lips lingered on your forehead.

"see? no socks, no problems. i'm so proud of you! didn't stop even for a second." leah breathed out as the two of you hugged tightly, both wishing you could kiss but very hyper aware of the millions of eyes watching.

"i'm sorry for being so fixated on that this morning." you apologized with a small sigh. "so where has all this come from love?" leah asked with a concerned frown, holding you at arms length.

"it's nothing, it's silly." you tried to dismiss it again as leah tightened her grip on you, giving you a knowing look. "i just-" you started, shaking your head. "can we please talk about it later?" you asked with a look around as leah nodded, quickly pulling you into another hug.

"babe what is in this?" you laughed as her bag dug into her hip, leah quickly flinging it over her back with a shake of her head. "nothing." she smiled but you caught the slight blush on her cheeks and gave her a look.

"how do you need that much stuff to watch a game? you bring it with you each week actually! what is so important?" you pushed, leaning around trying to grab the bag as leah shook her head and held you off.

"i'll show you later. team talk time!" she dismissed you with a charming smile, slinging an arm over your shoulder and walking you over to where your team had all begun to huddle together in a circle.

~

"so i was freaking out about the socks because i never had anything consistent last season and there was just...just so much that went wrong and was out of my control." you started, leah looking up from where she was doing the dishes as you appeared, drying her hands and moving to stand in front of you.

"so i thought that maybe if i had some things i was in control of it might, well it might bring us better luck. but i can't even do that right!" you sighed in frustration, head coming to rest on leahs shoulders as she wrapped you up in her arms.

"see, it's silly." you mumbled into her hoodie. "no it's not silly baby, it makes sense. last season was...well, it happened." she sighed in agreement as the two of you swayed for a moment of comfortable silence, wrapped in each others loving embrace.

"i have to show you something." leah let go, moving past you as you followed her into the hallway, the girl grabbing her bag where it hung up with her jacket from today. "i finally get to see whats in this infamous bag." you gasped happily, clapping as leah playfully rolled her eyes and the two of you sat down.

"well similarly to you i was wanting a way to bring us some better luck, even just from the sidelines until i can be back on the pitch and do my bit properly." leah started as you nodded for her to continue.

"so..." leah trailed off, unzipping her bag and starting to unpack what was in it as your mouth opened a little in shock. "i take these to every game now, and i make sure to sit with them when i watch from home." leah admitted, cheeks blushing rosy pink as she finished.

laid out in between the two of you were what a normal person would deem as just an assortment of very random items, but only you and leah knew the real special meaning behind each one.

there was several very faded movie tickets, you couldn't quite make out what movies they were from but when leah had found out you adored the cinema she'd vowed to take you once a week when the two of you first started seeing one another.

there was several cloth wristbands of differing colors, from the multitude of concerts you'd both been to together. accompanied by your favourite coldplay tour t-shirt leah had bought you when you'd seen them live together on your first anniversary.

there was a key ring from the arsenal foundation that leah had brought you back when she'd traveled around with them after the world cup, as well as the beaded bracelet that she'd made you when she was over in jordan.

there were three medals to finish up the small collection, both yours and leahs euro medals as well as your second place medal from the world cup. and of course, last but not least were your lucky socks and leahs own pair of lucky socks, bundled up together in pairs.

"oh leah..." you trailed off softly, tenderly touching the items as memories flooded your mind and your lips curled into a smile, giving her a look of adoration.

"so thats what i always have with me baby, all my lucky charms."

#leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #leah williamson #engwnt #woso blurbs #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso

[redd956]

ideas for newly rescued living weapon whumpees?

>:D Of course

Newly Rescued Living Weapon Prompts

Caretaker failed to notice that Weapon woke from their drugging. It wasn't until they were being held against the wall by their throat that they did.

Two newly rescued living weapons are proving to be dangers to each other. Caretaker isn't strong enough to break them up shit hits the fan.

A muzzled Weapon won't allow Caretaker to remove their constraints, citing that they promise they'll be a danger.

Caretaker removes the heavy armor Weapon always wore, unveiling thickened scars lashed across their back.

Living Weapon accidentally draws Caretaker's blood. Before Caretaker can even convince them that an accident is simply that, Living Weapon takes their leave.

Screams and hollered commands woke Caretaker from a deep sleep. They immediately knew who it was coming from.

Weapon doesn't cry, peep, or really do anything as Caretaker tends to them. Caretaker is worried that in their poor healthy they're going to fall dead on them without saying a word about it.

Caretaker acted gently, tightening weapon's bandages, asking them if it hurts, cleaning old wounds. They were shocked at the tears that Weapon started to weep in silence.

Whumpee doesn't understand what's fully going on. They've assumed themselves as caretaker's new weapon, guarding them wherever they go. They're even starting to get aggressively protective.

Weapon's dangerous features (fangs, sharp tail, claws, robotic attachments, etc.) need some TLC too. Caretaker has to put their entire trust in Whumpee to help them, as in such a position Whumpee could easily finish Caretaker off.

Weapon only eats, drinks, and sleeps to specific commands. Caretaker either has to get things forcefully into Whumpee's system, or figure out these commands before it's too late. Weapon is growing thin.

Caretaker traces their fingers over all the scars Weapon has accumulated. These can't be from battles.

#prompts #whump prompt #whump prompt list #whump prompts #living weapon whumpee #caretaker #living weapon #living weapon trope #living weapon whump #nonhuman whumpee #military whump #monster whumpee

[leonw4nter]

hii could you do some re2r leon hcs abt him dating a figure skater? love your fics smm <33

RE2R!Leon Headcanons on dating a figure skater!

RE2R!Leon x GN!FigureSkater!Reader (Also my first request ever!! Thanks anon &lt;33)

RE2R!Leon who would drive you to and from practice everyday if he was free. He also offered to massage your sore arms and legs at the end of a strenuous practice, making sure you also ate well in order to restore your energy.

RE2R!Leon who is the resident figure skating expert in the Raccoon City precinct, knowledgeable on the jumps, scoring systems, the best brands of figure skating outfits to buy from, etc. He knows all these because you explain the mechanics of your sport to him any chance you get– laying in bed at night, mid-chew of your food, when he’s driving and you suddenly remembered that you haven’t said anything in a long time today.

RE2R!Leon who would make sure to attend all of your performances, near or far. He’s willing to call in sick just to watch your performance, if the station isn’t super busy. If the station really needs him, he’ll try to catch your performance on the box TV in the break room. 

RE2R!Leon who saved up before spending the first six months of his salary to get you new skates since your old ones were barely hanging on for dear life yet you insisted they still worked just fine. The skating apparel store personnel also gave him care instructions, him taking out a notepad and jotting down care instructions. Like the thoughtful boyfriend he is, he also picked up some grease for the blades and leather conditioner.

RE2R!Leon who would be the loudest person in the whole arena, the staffers and the people reminding him many times to keep the hollering down and he apologizes, even if he’s bound to do it again.

RE2R!Leon who always comes running to you with flowers in one hand, arms wide open to engulf you in a warm hug. He’s practically sobbing because he’s so damn proud of you, his camcorder full of shaky footage of you skating and him yelling. He’s got another camera in the pocket of his jacket, this time full of photos of you (some of the pictures blurry).

RE2R!Leon who nearly masters the art of styling your hair; name it and he’ll do it near perfectly (there’s always room for improvement and new ways to style your hair). Same goes for your makeup; he used to confuse concealer and foundation and now he knows which is which. He remembers the amount you use on your face and what brushes or sponges are used for each product. Sometimes, he even offers to get your brushes and sponges cleaned.

RE2R!Leon who flails his arms and tries not to fall on his ass on the cold ice when you took him out for an ice skating date. You suggested that he use the walkers that the establishment offered for newbies but he turned it down, saying he can just hold on to the side or hold on to you. After you taught, explained, and demonstrated all the moves you do for skating, he’s highly impressed and in awe especially now that he’s seeing the mechanisms up close.

RE2R!Leon who brags about his award-winning partner to the other officers in the station, showing the multitude of pictures he has of your awards. He might even show videos of your routines too, the officers complaining of slight motion sickness or not understanding anything because the footage is so shaky.

RE2R!Leon who will absolutely scream “that’s my girl/boyfriend right there!” or “see that person over there? The one in maroon! I’m their boyfriend!” to no one in particular while the people around him could care less.

RE2R!Leon who hypes you up before it’s time for him to go to the stands and for you to go in the holding area for the contestants, giving you kisses and playing upbeat music on the drive to the venue. He’s giving you so much hugs and words of encouragement, you feel your confidence spike.

RE2R!Leon who ran from the stands and tackled you, crying, when you were hailed as one of the winners. You were both in tears, laughing and smiling broadly but you swear that he cried harder than you did.

RE2R!Leon who will still come running to you with arms wide open to engulf you in a bone-crushing hug, flowers in one hand even if you didn’t place on the podium. At the end of the day, you did your best and he’s the proudest boyfriend ever. In his eyes, you’re the best skater there is and will still celebrate you no matter what.

RE2R!Leon who will listen to the song you finally found for your routine, his lovely partner seeking double approval for their music choice. That song would end up stuck in his mind for a week, even if it’s not his usual taste. While sitting in his patrol car or filing reports back, he’d randomly start humming “Hopelessly Devoted to You” or “Take My Breath Away” and giggle to himself because he remembers seeing you glide on the ice so gracefully. 

RE2R!Leon who doesn’t mind being the guy that people ask to hold their cameras so they can take a picture with you. He’s just some dude and you’re there, the topic of a nine year-old’s female sports icon essay for a subject at school.

RE2R!Leon who felt guilty when you had to pull out of a competition that takes place a state away from where Raccoon City is, flight tickets and hotel accommodation fees above what you two normally earn. He didn’t like seeing you dejected, a little farther from reaching the Olympic dream you want to achieve and sulking in your room. He promised to work harder and saved more money so he’d be able to support you financially in your dreams.

RE2R!Leon who will blast a Spice Girls or Madonna song and dance to it, making himself look stupid in front of you just to make you smile for even a little bit. Would do anything to help you get over a bad day. He’d suggest you doing his makeup to test out how a makeup look you’ve been eyeing might look; the powder is making his nose slightly itchy but he tries not to flinch so he won’t smudge the eyeliner you’re doing on him while you’re sitting on his lap, his hands resting on your waist or the small of your back.

RE2R!Leon who is your number one fan! Aside from whatever encouragement he’s showering you when you’re competing, he’s truly doing everything and more just so he can help you reach your dreams. On days that are either boring, best, or the worst, he will be there for you no matter what. He truly believes that you’re perfectly capable of being on your own but he’s thankful that you’re letting him into your life. He’s not the richest man in the world nor does he have a fat bank account but he’s doing everything in order to be able to provide for you, a small smidge of what he is willing to do for you.

NOTE - I finally finished 1/3 requests in my inbox, YEAHHH!!! I started on this one yesterday before I fell asleep, finished the rest of it while at school, and finished making the post just now :)) I've been gone for a while bc school and I'll probably be gone again for quite some time bc work is starting to pour in some more. I got a perfect score on a math drill today so I'm pretty happy about that, my (richer) classmates also organized a prom kinda thing bc we didn't get to have prom so I'm excited about that one :)) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this headcanon and again, big BIG thank you to anon for sending this request in!!!! I hope I managed to live up to your expectations :))) I <33333 UUUUU!!!!!!!

The hanging star divider is made by @benkeibear , the images are colored by me (sourced from Pinterest).

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy fluff #leon s kennedy #fluff #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy fluff #biohazard #resident evil 2 #resident evil 2 remake #resident evil headcanons #leon kennedy headcanons

[fuck-customers]

A reminder in case customers try to pull this on you-

Mystery shoppers CONNOT say that they are mystery shoppers while in the store. If a customer tells you they're a mystery shopper, they're lying. Straight up.

Some companies also don't even HAVE mystery shoppers, like mine. So when this one regular comes in claiming to be a mystery shopper I know she's full of shit.

This happened about 20 something years ago but we actually had a mystery shopper that would announce she was one and want freebies, special treatment, etc. The horrible part was is that she actually was a mystery shopper. So our store manager just gave her whatever she wanted as to not get a bad score. The problem with that was she would always give a bad score anyways "so it didn't look like she wasn't doing her job" Since we never knew her name the company doing the shops didn't want to take action because the didn't want to penalize the other shoppers by mistake.

Until the one day she didn't have enough cash and used a check. I tell you we all acted like it was the lottery. We had her name now. We called up the shopper company so fast and had her black listed from doing shops at our store. And not just our location but the entire chain. They removed ALL her negative shops and she came in screaming and hollering that we'd "took her job" and she'd be homeless now thanks to us.

-Rodney

[tigertales9]

Trouble When You Walked In

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Warnings: 18+ / Smut

Description: Things get a little heated when you get home from the Taylor Swift concert

Time/Place: July 1, 2023 - Cincinnati, Ohio

A/N: Another porny nugget! Hope y'all enjoy!

Title & song lyrics are from "I Knew You Were Trouble" by Taylor Swift

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

You step out of your friend's car, singing along with the girls for a second before turning to walk toward your house, blowing kisses and waving as they drive off down the street.

You're halfway up the stairs leading to your front door when the door swings open; you smile as you continue singing … "I knew you were trouble when you walked in, so shame on me n-ow."

You go quiet as you walk through the door, the hair on the back of your neck standing up when you realize it's pitch black in the house.

"J…Joe?" you sputter, creeping far enough into the hallway to flick the light on. The door slams shut behind you and you let out a bloodcurdling scream, spinning around and throwing your purse as hard as you can at the ominous figure lurking in the shadows. Joe easily catches your purse in one big hand as he steps forward, the shit-eating grin on his face making you see red.

"Joseph Lee! You scared the shit out of me!" you holler, swatting his arm as he chuckles at your reaction.

"Payback's a bitch, baby girl," he gloats, setting your purse on the hallway table before pulling you into a hug.

"Payback for what?" you grumble.

"For the scare you gave me last week." He leans down and nips your earlobe before continuing. "Don't dish it out if you can't take it."

You bite your lip and hold your tongue, trying not to giggle as you remember his dramatic reaction to your jump scare; y'all had watched a show about creepy cryptids featuring Mothman, the Jersey Devil, Bigfoot, etc. Later that night you hid behind the bedroom door and jumped out at him.

"I did get you good," you smirk, giggling when he narrows his eyes at you.

"I didn't scream nearly as loud as you just did," he counters.

"But you did scream," you chuckle, laughing even harder when he swats your ass. "Okay, let's call a truce," you mutter. "No more jump scares."

"Deal," he agrees, giving you a wink and a smile. You study his face in the soft downlighting, admiring the way his long eyelashes cast frilly shadows on his high cheekbones. "What are you thinking?" he asks.

That I wanna fuck you right here, you muse to yourself, licking your lips before actually responding. "I'm thinking I need a shower. I'm sweaty and gross."

He gently pulls your shirt off and drops it on the floor before leaning down to nip the skin just above your left collarbone, sucking it hard enough to leave a mark before slowly trailing his tongue up your neck. "Sweaty and delicious," he whispers in your ear, smiling as a very obvious shiver runs through you.

"I really need a shower," you protest weakly as he unclasps your bra and slides it off. "Let me get you dirty first," he purrs, stripping your shorts and sandals off before backing you up against the door. All thoughts of protesting disappear when he captures your lips, sucking your full bottom lip before sweeping his tongue inside, his agile fingers teasing your nipples as you moan into his mouth.

He eventually replaces his fingers with his tongue, licking and sucking your hardened peaks for several minutes while you tangle a hand in his messy curls, biting your lip in anticipation when he finally slides your panties off.

He stands up to his full height and gazes down at you, giving you a slow up-and-down look that causes a gush of wetness between your thighs. There's something erotic about being completely naked while he's still fully dressed, the cool door against your back a stark contrast to the heat radiating off of him.

Your pulse jumps as he slides a muscular thigh between your legs. "Are you wet for me?" he asks, hiking the leg of his slinky shorts up before lifting his thigh just enough to graze your core. "Yeah," you whisper, gasping when he nestles his thigh firmly against you. You rise up onto your tiptoes as he lifts his leg higher, grabbing his shoulders when he finally lifts you all the way off the ground, both of you groaning at the feel of your slick heat against his bare skin.

"So hot and wet," he mutters, grabbing your ass to slide you farther up his thigh before bracing himself against the door; he latches his lips onto your neck as you rock against him, riding his thigh as his quad muscles flex with each roll of your hips. "Does it feel good, baby?" he asks, smiling against your neck when you scratch your fingernails up the long length of his back, your soft moans turning into whimpers as he reaches a hand down to tease your clit. "Don't stop," you whisper, gasping when he pinches your clit. "Harder!" you order, grinding down against him as he does your bidding, pinching and rolling the sensitive nub between his thumb and forefinger with just the right amount of pressure to set you off. You dig your fingers into his back and bite his shoulder as your climax hits, the sound of his dirty praise mingling with your whimpers as you ride out the intense orgasm.

After a couple of minutes of heavy breathing, he lowers you back onto your feet. "Clean up on aisle 9," you pant, swaying against him for a second before leaning back against the door. He runs two fingers through your glistening essence on his thigh before bringing his hand to his mouth, loudly sucking his fingers while giving you a loaded look. "I need to be inside you," he growls. "Right now."

"Yes, sir," you whisper, lightheaded with anticipation as he leads you to the hallway table and bends you over, stepping behind you while shoving his shorts and undies to mid-thigh; you arch your back as he slides the tip of his erection through your drenched folds. "Please," you beg, your breath catching in your throat as he dips the tip just inside, retreating a bit as you grind back against him. "You want it?" he teases, feeding you a couple more inches as you scratch your nails against the marble tabletop. "Please," you repeat, letting out a guttural groan when he gives you what you want, your core clenching hard around him at the sudden intrusion.

He gives you a few seconds to adjust before starting to move; you grab the edge of the table and grind back against him, gasping at the hot, slick friction created by the thrust and drag of his hard length stretching you open.

"Feel so good, baby," he groans, rolling his hips forward in smooth, deep strokes while you whimper against the cool marble, moaning when he reaches a hand down to play with your super-sensitive clit. "Can you cum for me again?" he grits out, his hips stuttering a bit as he continues to ride you hard while teasing your clit. "Yes, sir," you breathe, arching up into his thrusts, fully on your tiptoes as you fuck back against him, both of you gasping as your climax hits; you let out a semi-scream against the table, the resulting echo lingering in the hallway as Joe follows you over the edge, hissing in pleasure as your core milks him dry.

Several minutes later you feel Joe ease out of you; he pulls his shorts and undies up before picking you up bridal style. "Let's go get that shower," he murmurs, dropping a kiss on your forehead as he strides toward the stairs. "Oh yeah, how was the concert?" he asks as he climbs the stairs.

"What concert?" you pant, both of you laughing as he walks toward the master bathroom.

#joe burrow #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow fanfic #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow imagine

[yxnderewritingss]

Hello! Can I request yandere Damian Wayne please 🥺 I really love your writing

Just him finishing off a bastard that tried to do something dirty towards the reader in a dark, empty alley- and reader just so happened to walk pass and saw dami in action. Mans never been scared and worried.

Instead of his lover screaming, crying, running away, etc etc.

Reader, in the most adorable awkward demeanor, asks "Um... Dami, do you need help over there? Uh, I don't think I know how to help hide a body-b-but I can help you in washing your clothes??"

*insert damian almost combusting in relief and cuteness*

of course! and thank you so much!! 🖤🥰

also, so so sorry for my inactivity!! i had been busy with school and my new job, but now i finished school until september, i should be able to update more! :D

aged up as always!!

Yandere!Damian Wayne with Reader Not Minding His Tendencies Headcanons 🖤

•you and damian have known each other for quite some time, so you have gotten use to his personality, as sometimes it is rather different from yours. which sometimes he doesn’t really like.

•so, you both, or rather damian in this matter, try to hang out as much as possible, which as mentioned, mainly controlled by damian as his schedule should be maintained orderly.

•even though he has his stone-cold, mean personality around others and sometimes even you, only you are able to see this softer side, which is rare, but still happens once in a blue moon.

•so one night, you were walking back home from hanging out with your other friends when someone who you didn’t know grabbed you and dragged you towards an alley and you were screaming, crying for help.

•in a matter of seconds, the man hollered in pain and immediately let you go and as a gut reaction, you ran away and hid behind a wall nearby. and when you turned back around, you saw damian above the man, seemingly killing him.

•your reaction wasn’t scared nor nervousness, you were rather concerned for damian and making sure he was okay. after he finished and started to “cleaned up,” you walked over to him and asked if he needed help or anything else among those lines.

•damian looked at you almost in shock with amusement underlined. it almost felt surreal to him as you didn’t run away scared of him/afraid of him because of what had just happened pretty much in front of your eyes.

•instead of waiting for an answer from him, you started to clean up anything from that man that was on the ground. while damian just stood there in shock, you just smiled at him and once you finished, you both walked away back home to where you helped him clean the blood off his clothes.

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Leon Proposal and Wedding Headcanons

i understand the poll is not over yet, but this is the clear winnder! i've been watching a ton of wedding content recently, so i was so jazzed to receive this request. thanks anon!

features: gn! reader and 1 mild sexual refernce. other just pure fluff! also not proofread

Enjoy!

Now that he’s no longer champion

Leon has his sights on a much more important title

Husband

And the first step to gaining that title?

Finding a wonderful, awesome person that he loves and loves him back unconditionally?

He’s already got that covered!

Spoilers! It’s you!

Now he has to take the next step

The proposal

With Lee, I can see this going two ways, depending on the kind of person you are

If you’re someone who loves the spotlight, a fellow elite-class trainer and/or a major celebrity

I can totally see him proposing to you in front of a massive crowd in Wyndon Stadium

After an intense heart-pounding match

If you’re his opponent, when you go to shake his hand after the battle, he’ll take it

And drop down on one knee

If you’re just watching the match, he’ll call you out to the pitch

As the new head of the Galar League, he’s already got the staff clued in, no surprises with them

You walk onto the pitch to a roar of applause, having an inkling of what’s about to happen, where Lee gives you a kiss, takes your hand and get into position

Presents to you a little velvet box

And gives a heart-warming but brief speech

He’d love to go on, really pour his heart out… but some of the things he wants to say are just for your ears only

The whole time the audience is waiting on bated breath

With the occasional holler of “Go Leon!” and “Say Yes!”

Somebody did shout “Say no! I wanna marry him first!”

Which admittedly made you chuckle

The whole proposal is being broadcasted on the big screen, and across the region, maybe even the world

Which means, when you say – no, exclaim - “Yes!”, It’s the yes heard around the world

The crowd goes W I L D

Just an eruption of clapping and hollering and screaming

But you don’t register it at all

No, you’re too focused on the love of your life, slipping a gorgeous ring on your finger

And taking you in his arms

So warm, and strong, and perfect

He holds you to his body like you’re the most precious thing to him

Which you are

“I love you,” you hear him whisper in your ear

Your answer comes in the form of a passionate, triumphant kiss

Which makes the crowd go even crazier

Now, if you’re someone who’s more introverted, private and/or not a fan of public proposals

I imagine it’d go a little something like this;

It’d be a proposal in your shared home

And he’ll pull out all the stops to make it as romantic and as cosy as possible

He’ll secretly take a half day from the battle tower to prepare everything while you’re busy with work/school/etc.

The whole living room will be transformed

I’m talking candles (with your favourite scent)

Bunches upon bunches of favourite flowers

An arch decorated with said flowers

And so many photos of the two of you together from your relationship

Plus, ones of you that he just thinks are cute

He’ll prepare your favourite meal or order your favourite takeaway too

And he’ll wait by the front door, practically buzzing with excitement (and a touch of anxiety)

I mean, he’s pretty sure you’ll say yes

But he has an old, toxic friendship with doubt so, it’ll always be there, whispering falsehoods

You arrive home

Greeted by the sight of your purple haired himbo

And the lovely display he’s set up for you

It’s not your birthday, so you know something special is afoot

Even though, you’re certain it’s going to end with a proposal, you still end up feeling surprised

He takes your hand and walks you through all your memories together, reminding you how much you mean to him, how lucky he is to have you, how you’ve always been there for him, how much he loves you

And how he can’t imagine his life without you

It would be too painful

All ending with him getting on one knee under the arch of your favourite flowers

You’re crying, he’s crying

As you say “Yes!” and share a tight embrace

No matter if his proposal is public or private, the wedding is DEFINITELY private

That celebration of your love with you friends and family, just isn’t for the world to see

Except a few photos on social media a week or two later lol

It’ll be cute, quaint rustic affair

Probably in Wedgehurst or Postwick

In one of those farmhouses that double as wedding venues

Raihan is most likely best man

Hop’s just a bit too young

But he’s definitely a groomsman, and the ring bearer

He and Wooloo take this job very seriously

If you for one second think Charizard isn’t also a groomsman and wearing a bowtie, you’re SORELY mistaken my friend

The guest list is mainly your and his friends and family, and the Galar League

For the life of me, I can’t imagine Lee in a plain black suit/tux

He’ll at least wear a jacket that’s a colour that suits him

Probably something that’ll match the colour scheme

Let me tell you one thing

Well, two things

Lee will definitely cry

And he will carry you over every. single. threshold.

No exceptions

When he goes in for the kissTM he’ll cup your face and kiss you with so much love and passion you’ll be breathless

I’m sorry but that just gives me butterfrees

He will give a speech and a toast to you at the reception

It’ll be heartfelt and dorky just like him

Raihan’s best man speech is funny, and just a touch irreverent

He definitely harps on about how you’re way out of Leon’s league

And how smitten Lee is with you

When it comes to the cake, if you let him, Lee would like to smush a bit of it on your face

Just a little smush

Which he fully expects you to do back to him

Again, only if this is something you want

You two will definitely feed each other cake either way though

During the whole reception (and before) Lee just has this goofy, lovestruck expression on his face

He gives you heart eyes the entire time

And he keeps asking if it’s really real

Is he really your husband now?

You delight in telling him yes, every time

 Your first dance is basically just the two of you hugging while you sway to music for like three minutes

The world disappears, and it’s just you and your husband

It’s perfect

After a fantastic night of food, dancing and fun

Leon picks you up and carries you over one last threshold

Sure, the night may be done, but the fun? That’s not over yet ;)

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