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had a sudden realization that a very specific genre of walton goggins poses aside from the miss america pageant stance exists.
and it’s these.
#woke up in a cold sweat and had to post this#okay not really i was still awake lol#BUT IT CAME TO ME IN A VISION REGARDLESS#walton goggins#venus van dam#cooper howard#the ghoul#tal
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❤️ how i love these two
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I'm waiting for the time when girls find out Walton Goggin's big naturals in Sons of Anarchy.
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An offer you can't refuse
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Venus Van Dam x Reader
Warning: Suggestive content. No actual smut.
(I can't believe I've been neglecting Venus for so long. I have some fic ideas in store for her, but I would absolutely appreciate some requests for her down the line, don't be a stranger! Hope you enjoy!!)
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How could it be that you, a hotel manager would fall in love with one of the more well known "prostitutes". Well after seeing her countless times at the same hotel you just formed a "small" crush on the woman. Even though she usually had clients at your hotel, she would sometimes stop by the office and say hello. Thanking you for not charging her for the room and charging her clients instead. Of course the only reason you did this was that you had a crush on her but she didn't need to know that. You usually never asked her what her clients were like. Especially since you imagined most of them were the scum of the earth and not the kind of people you would like to be around.
Tonight was no different. Out in the front was an employee who was taking care of the rare customer every now and then, while you got caught up with paperwork. You were working a late shift when Venus walked into your office. She usually only stayed for a second to say hello and to make sure you would take care of the bill arrangement for her. Except this time when she stopped by she walked in further than usual, shut the door behind her and sat down in the chair across the desk in front of you. You were facing the computer when she walked in. So you saved the draft of an email you were conjuring up for the weekly report for your boss, who barley even showed his face at the establishment. You turned to her and clasped your hands in front of you before smiling her way.
"Well, Miss Venus, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
She smiles and shrugs.
"Oh. Just wanted to come by, spend time with my favorite hotel manager."
You tilt your head.
"You have other favorites huh? I'm hurt."
She shakes her head at you and finally places her head on her hand.
"Fun night?"
She rolls her head for a moment before putting it back on her hand.
"Oh darling, It has been chaos."
You can imagine how crazy it's been.
"I bet."
She takes a deep breath before looking around the office.
"I have a weird question for you."
She tilts her head in question. Not looking back you just yet.
"Well, why is it that I never see you with someone. Like you going on dates or just with someone thats not a client?"
She smiles and chuckles, tilting her head back. She thinks for a moment. She could lie to you and see if you see through it. She's never done that to you before, but she feels you would catch on.
"Well, Y/n. Most people who contact me are looking for a good time with what some people would call a "freak"."
She says as she smiles. You shake your head.
"Don't refer to yourself as a freak. I don't ever want to hear you say that again about my friend."
She laughs at that.
"It's also because I do have a bit of a reputation in this town that kind of wards off any kind of potential relationships. If you haven't noticed."
You shake your head.
"There are people who don't care about that sort of thing Venus. You may do what you do for work, but there are people who do not see you in that light."
She laughs again at your words.
"Who? I would love to meet these people."
Smiling you shrug.
"Well, I know for a fact that I, myself, do not see you in that light. I think you are a wonderful woman, and I personally love being around you. If that means anything."
She leans forward a bit. The top of her blouse falling open a bit showing off her breasts. It was taking all of your will power to ignore her position and to keep your eyes trained on her eyes. She looks at you, smiling wide and shakes her head.
"You just stay here all night. You have no where else to be or anyone to go home to?"
She says, completely putting the attention on you. Shrugging your shoulders, you grip at the arm rest on your swivel chair. Testing them for some unknown reason.
"I have nothing better to do. I don't have anyone to go home to and plus, I've been told I work to much and don't have the attention span to be in a committed relationship. So I've been told by all the people I've tried to have a relationship with. Since we are on the topic."
She winces at your words and shakes her head. She stands. You think she's about to leave and head home for the night, bidding you a farewell. Instead, she walks around the desk and helps swivel your chair till she has you facing her. Leaning down, she comes face to face with you and places a soft hand on your cheek. She strokes your cheek for a moment before she leans in closer. You feel her breath on your lips as she draws closer.. Oh god please let this be real. Then, without much hesitation, she finally connects her lips to yours. You kiss back immediately. Her lips feel so damn good. So soft and it's like she's handling you with care. You feel your stomach flip when she nips your bottom lip. She pulls away too quickly, and you almost whine at the loss. She smiles at your shocked expression. She retracts her hand from your face. You immediately miss the warmth of her hand. She looks deep into your eyes when she brushes your bangs off of your forehead.
"My last client didn't show up. Why don't you come with me to a room?"
How on earth were you suppose to decline her offer? Well that's the thing isn't it. You just can't refuse an offer like that.
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WHEN THE BIKER FELL IN LOVE WITH THE SOUTHERN BELLE...
Tig and Venus meeting for the first time in Sons of Anarchy 05x05
#tig trager#venus van dam#kim coates#walton goggins#sons of anarchy#soaedit#soagifs#juice ortiz#theo rossi#tvgifs#dailysoa#mine*
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other playlists. sorry if you don't like every genre ever. i do. lol. featuring smaller walton roles! yay!!
#venus van dam#sons of anarchy#steve naish#house of 1000 corpses#walter stans#predators 2010#el chamaleón#machete kills#lawrence maze runner death cure#sonny burch#antman and the wasp#john bronco#skinny man#jonathan miller#fatman#walton goggins#playlists#bonafide
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Meet the Reaper 25
Alrighty. Here's the next bit. Another bit of filler, but it also gives a little more information on how the club has planned to take care of Megan in everything they can.
Do not copy or steal my work. This is the only place it's posted. Do not translate my work. Please DO reblog it. Our fandom is still active, but we're quiet. Let's make them a little less so.
Warnings: slight suggestive material. I don't remember cursing in here but I probably did. More foreshadowing, but it's my favorite literary device so you might as well get used to it.
OH! I also have a poll up about Mayans villains. Go check it out.
Back at the clubhouse, Megan grinned as she saw Tía Diana and Tessa waiting on the porch. Marcus laughed as he dismounted his bike, only to discover Tessa was headed for the Mustang to meet her prima. Taza grinned too. “We’re chopped liver as long as the princessas are together, Padrino.”
He smiled as Diana came to greet him with a kiss. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way, Brother.”
They spent a low key night in the clubhouse watching -mostly- kid safe movies. Megan and Tessa curled together on a couch with snacks as the men unwound by playing pool or just hanging out. By the time Diana and Marcus were ready to head back to Bishop’s for the night, the girls were fast asleep, curled together like puppies with Rex.
Hank chuckled and pulled out his phone to snap a picture. “That’s another one for her wall…”
Taza grinned. “I agree, ‘mano.” He looked to Marcus. “You sure you want to wake her? She could stay at the ranch for the night and give you two a night to yourself.”
Diana smiled. “Sorry, Taza. We’re going to head out early. Tessa has missed enough school already.”
He shrugged and grinned. “Well - I tried.”
Marcus chuckled a bit. “And we appreciate the thought,” he said before moving to gently wake Tessa.
As soon as Tessa moved when Marcus shook her gently, Megan’s eyes popped open and she was reaching for her holster.
“Easy, Poquito. Just me,” he soothed. “Time for Tessa and Diana to head out.”
Megan blinked rapidly to clear the sleep from her eyes and then relaxed. “Sorry Tío. Habit.”
He smiled and smoothed a hand over her hair. “You’re okay Bebita.” He tried again to wake Tessa only to be greeted by a whine as she buried her face in Megan’s hoody on her good side more.
Bishop laughed around the cigar he was smoking. “Looks like she’s officially out for the count, Primo.”
Megan smiled ruefully and squeezed her cousin a little tighter for a moment. “Are you guys leaving in the morning, Tía?” she asked without looking up.
“Sí. Time for the tiny princessa to go back to school.” Diana leaned over the back of the couch to press a kiss to the back of Megan’s head. “We’ll call from the road so that you two can make plans, okay?”
“Okay,” she smiled sleepily up at her aunt. “Be safe.”
Marcus scooped Tessa up and smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Poquito,” he promised as they headed out the door.
Chibs smiled at Megan from his barstool. “I do believe tha’s my que too, Princess. We’ll head back tomorrow too - but not early.” Tig and Venus had already slipped out earlier in the night. He stood and came to offer Megan a smile. “See ya tomorrow, Lass.”
“Night. Ride safe, Chibs.”
Back at the ranch after showers all around, they gathered in the living room to decompress a bit more. Hank had Megan sitting between his knees so that he could brush her hair out for her before bed while Taza relaxed in the recliner.
“That was a good catch today, Chica. What gave them away?” Taza asked.
Megan shrugged as well as she could. “They were just too interested in us to be bystanders. We always draw attention, but not like that. And then the lady showed up on that balcony and it didn’t feel right. I figured being the bubbly tourist was the safest bet. Worst case - they were L.O. and Adelita would laugh at me.”
Hank pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Either way, it was brilliant. Now - we just need to figure out who they actually were.”
Taza sighed and rubbed his face tiredly. “Most likely they were either feds or they belong to Galindo. Either one would have reason to have us followed.”
“If they were Galindo’s, they weren’t any that Luisa recognized,” Megan supplied. “She didn’t know their faces.”
“Most likely feds then. We’ll have to be extra careful about tails while Galindo is tied to them,” Hank mused as he continued to run the brush through Megan’s dark hair. “And you -” he tugged he head back to look at him. “You never carry contraband. Never. Don’t even touch it.” He kissed her forehead. “The rest of us can handle it.”
Taza nodded in agreement. “And if we’re ever caught - you know nothing about what we do. You play dumb. We’re just a M.C. Women in our world are never given details so they likely won’t think you have any. As far as the feds are concerned - you’re a cute mascot.”
Megan grimaced, but nodded. “I understand, Papa.”
“Good.” Hank looked at Taza. “And if we are caught and she’s with us - the lawyers go to Megan first. I don’t care how many of us are caught. We would have each other’s backs inside. She’d be alone.”
Taza nodded again. “That instruction has already been given, brother. Bishop and I handled it with the lawyers the other day.”
“And on that cheerful note - Bedtime,” Hank joked. “C’mon mi princessa. You’ve had a long day. Let’s go to bed.
Megan smiled and stood to go claim a cuddle from Taza. “Night Papa.”
“Sweet dreams, Sweet Chica. Maybe in the morning we can make sure your saddle fits like it should. You can’t ride, but we can fit it at least.” He kissed her forehead softly and smiled at the excited little noise that Megan gave.
Once in the bedroom with Rex in his dog bed, Hank watched Megan carefully for signs of pain. “How was it today, mi reina? I’m sorry I didn’t think to send your meds with Taza.”
Megan put her hair brush down on her dressing table and smiled at him in the mirror. “I was okay. The pain wasn’t anything like before when I wasn’t taking the pain relief.” She turned and moved to stand between his knees where he was perched on his footlocker at the end of the bed.
His hands automatically went to her waist where he could slip his thumbs under her sleep shirt to stroke her skin. “I’m glad. I worried all day, but Bishop said Taza would call if you needed them. We didn’t want to interrupt your fun if you really were alright.” He smiled. “Did you enjoy the fair?��
“We had lots of fun with the games. Papa won me a duckie. He’s in the car.”
Hank laughed. “He said you kicked ass at the shooting games though.”
Megan grinned at him and bit her bottom lip. “Maybe a little. There are more prizes with the duck in the trunk.”
He kissed her softly. “That’s mi reina.” He moved her back gently so that he could pull off his shirt and crawl into bed so that she could snuggle back against his chest the way she liked. Once they were settled he frowned a little. “I wish I could have gone to the rodeo with you. Taza said it was eye opening for him. I can only imagine what it would be like for me. I’ve never even been on a horse, let alone rode in anything like that.”
She looked up at him over her shoulder. “Really? Never?”
“Not in my memory. You’ll have to teach me to ride if you want me to go with you on the horses.”
She smiled a little and yawned as she snuggled closer. He draped his arm over her waist to hold her good hand and cradled her as close as he could. “I can do that. You’d do well with Trucker, I think. He’s big enough for you. And Papa says he’s steady. He didn’t even spook when he met Rex the first time. I think you’ll be okay on him.”
Hank chuckled. “Which one do you think you’ll ride most?” he asked curiously.
“Papa says Rocket. He’s the fastest. Sugar is sweet, but she’s slow and a little lazy. And Trucker and I would be okay, but with his size I’d look like an ant riding an elephant. He’s too wide for me to ride for any real length of time properly.” She closed her eyes and Hank moved to turn off the lamp that was their only light before settling back in to hold her. Megan yawned again. “Papa also said something about buying me a cutting horse to compete again. It might be fun to finally have my very own horse… To know that it was mine…”
Hank smiled as he listened to her drift off before he closed his eyes to join her.
The next morning, Hank woke up as Megan tried to sneak out of bed. Just before she got to the edge of the bed, he grabbed her gently and pulled her back in close. “Morning, Princessa. Where you going?” he asked with a rumble.
Megan jumped a little and giggled as she realized what was happening. She relaxed back into his bare chest easily. “Morning, Baby. I was going to TRY to get breakfast ready before you woke up.”
He smiled and nuzzled her neck, placing kisses on her skin. “Mmm but I like making breakfast with you.” His hands wandered a little, stroking the skin of her abdomen and hips.
“Mm. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to spoil you once in a while.” She melted, enjoying the feeling of his mouth and calloused hands on her skin. She pressed her hips back against his with a tiny whine.
He grinned and nibbled gently at the hinge of her jaw. “This is spoiling me, mi reina. How’s your pain level this morning?”
She shivered pleasantly and pressed entirely against him, feeling him hardening the more she wriggled. “A little achy, but not bad. I really think I could drop the sling…”
He pressed his whole hand below her navel with a chuckle. “Easy, Princessa. Don’t start that unless you want teased back.” He laughed again at the whine she let out. “Let me see if we can get you in to the doctor in Santa Madre today. You may be right about the sling.”
They both looked up as Taza knocked on the door frame of the cracked open door. “What might she be right about?”
“Good morning, Papa,” Megan said with a smile. “I was telling Hank that I think I’d be okay without the sling.”
Taza stepped inside and frowned. “You shouldn’t push yourself, Chica…”
“I know, Papa, but the pain is so much better without the cast. I went all day without pain relief yesterday and I’m not really hurting this morning either.” She smiled and wiggled until Hank released her so that she could sit up.
Hank pushed himself up to sit against the headboard and hastily arranged the blankets before he smiled. “I told her that we’d get the doc’s opinion in Santa Madre with an x-ray.”
“They said three weeks at the hospital and the Rez doctor said you weren’t healed enough to be without the sling yet…” Taza fretted.
“That was with the plaster cast, though. The soft cast is so much lighter and without my muscles spasming like they were I’ve felt so much better…”
Hank smiled as he watched Megan weedle her father. “An x-ray with the doc won’t do any harm, Taz. If she needs to stay in the sling, then she stays in the sling. But you know it’s driving her batshit.”
Taza winced. “Fine. Make the call.” He moved to sit in Megan’s reading chair. “You call. I’ll help Megan if she needs it.”
Hank smiled and nodded before pressing a kiss to the back of Megan’s head and going to the living room for his burner phone.
Megan smiled. “Can you braid my hair for me, Papa? I can get dressed after.”
“Of course, Chica. What are we doing today?”
A short while later, Taza and Megan exited the bedroom to find Hank sitting at the table on the phone. He was speaking Spanish as he absently rubbed Rex’s ears.
Without pausing, Megan pressed a kiss to his still sleep ruffled hair and went to the stove to start the coffee. Taza leaned in the doorway and watched as he held in a chuckle. Megan’s back was to Hank so she didn’t catch the double take he gave or notice him lose track of the conversation since it was in Spanish.
Taza had braided Megan’s hair into her tight warrior braids and then sat back as she fussed a bit over what to wear. Eventually, she’d settled on a white racerback tank top and her light washed skinny jeans that looked like the distressing machine had gone completely apeshit on them. She was completely covered, but it was also tighter than she normally wore. She had all plans of putting her leather jacket under her kutte the way Chibs did before they left the house.
Taza gave Hank a moment to allow his brain to reboot before he joined him at the table and jokingly threw a napkin in front of his brother. Hank shot him a glare before quickly wrapping up his call. He cleared his throat a bit. “All ready, Princessa?”
Megan finished setting up the percolator and turned to smile at them. “Yeah. Were you able to get an appointment.
The men looked at each other and chuckled. “We don’t need an appointment, Chica. We just needed to be sure the doctor would be in town. He sometimes has out of town deliveries to make,” Taza explained.
Hank grinned. “But, yes, mi amore, I got in touch. He’s in town today and we can see him whenever.”
“Oh good. I really want my arm back.”
Taza smiled. “We know, but you still will be limited with the soft cast.”
“But without the sling I can ride with y’all again. Or even drive my car.” She grinned. “And I can go back to work at the bar.”
Hank shook his head, grinning ruefully. “True enough, mi reina.” He stood. “I’ll go get dressed.” He winked at her. “Looks like we’re going South today.”
Taza and Megan made a quick breakfast og burritos while Hank changed. By the time they were all done eating, all three of their phones went off. Megan was closest and checked hers. “Templo tonight. Angel and EZ are headed South today too, so we’ll meet for an update after that. Also - Tía Diana left a text to say that they started back before sunrise this morning.”
Taza paused from loading the dishwasher and grabbed his. “The Scot says they’re leaving in about an hour. Want to stop by the clubhouse and say goodbye, Chica?”
“Yes, please. That means Venus is leaving too,” she said with a smile.
They gathered their gear and donned their kuttes before heading out to meet everyone at the clubhouse.
Hank kept a close eye on Megan on the way over, to see if she was having any anxiety over so many people leaving. She seemed to be calm and collected, but he kept a hand on her knee when he wasn’t shifting gears just in case.
Angel was the one who rolled open the gate for them to the clubhouse, but by the look of the pit - everyone was there. The Sons were standing on the porch in what looked like last discussions of plans with Bishop and Marcus. Once they got parked, Hank came around to open Megan’s door for her so that she and Rex could get out. He started towards the porch, but realized that Megan seemed to be lingering by the car as she fussed with Rex’s harness.
“All good, mi princessa?” he asked quietly.
Megan shot him a smile. “All good. Just don’t want to interrupt business…”
Hank grinned as Taza joined them. “Mi reina - you’re an officer. No business that you don’t know about.” Taza smiled too as realization passed over Megan’s face and she looked a bit sheepish.
“Ooops. I keep forgetting,” she grinned.
Taza laughed. “You’ll get there, Chica. C’mon. I know you want to say goodbye to Venus.”
They joined the group just as they stepped off the stairs.
“Well, good morning to you, Little Bit. Come to see us off?” Tig asked, ginning at her as his eyes lingered a little too long on her tight jeans that were just brushing the tops of her biker boots.
Venus smacked him in the stomach with the back of her hand before turning her own attention to Megan. “Good morning, Sweetheart. Feeling alright?” she asked, stepping forward for a hug.
Megan hugged the tall woman back. “Good morning. I’m fine. Not hurting as much. We’re actually going to see a doctor today about maybe being able to drop the sling.”
“Oh good. You let me know what they say. We’ll be on the bike, but I’ll text at rest stops.” She pulled back to smile at the younger woman and straightened the girl’s necklace for her.
“I will. I’ll miss you,” Megan said quietly.
“Psh. I’m only a phone call away. Call me anytime and I’ll start driving, Honey.”
Megan hugged her again. “Ride safe and say hello to Happy for me.” She grinned at Tig over Venus’s shoulder. “And you need to stop being lazy in the ring. It’s just making it harder on you.”
Tig laughed. “Oh. She bites this morning. When you’re all healed up, we’ll see who’s lazy in the ring.”
Chibs stepped forward. “It’ll still be you, Tiggy,” he drawled with a wink at Megan. “This lass’ll be a proper fighter.” He offered Megan a hug which she took. “We’ll be down in style for tha’ big party soon enough. Keep ya’self safe til’ then, alrigh’?”
Megan squeezed him around the middle gently. “I’ll be alright. Ride safe, Chibs.”
“You too, Lass.”
With a few final goodbyes, SAMCRO mouthed their bikes and headed back North.
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I've been watching Justfied with my folks...
I have discovered, I love Walton Goggins in everything I've seen him in so far... was strangely excited to see him in that TBBT episode too... I will always love Venus Van Dam (Which he was doing while also doing Justified??!!)
Also, everyone is right. Tim Gutterson and Rachel Brooks should have been on more than they were.
P.s. I also think my mom has developed a mild crush on Olyphant.
#justified#walton goggins#boyd crowder#timothy olyphant#raylan givens#tim gutterson#jacob pitts#rachel brooks#erica tazel#the big bang theory#sons of anarchy#venus van dam#mine#not so random thoughts
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╱ The AU portrayal of the canon character of Venus Van Dam in the series of Sons of Anarchy. Descriptive, literate and active. Planned ship.
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My whole life I have believed that there was a scene in Sons of Anarchy where Tig defends Venus from transphobes, but I've searched everywhere and I cannot find it, can someone tell me if I am confusing reality with fanfiction again or if it actually happened.
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dream blunt rotation
#walton goggins#boyd and venus would have a deep meaningful conversation#chris would be so fucked up and paranoid i think he’d genuinely shoot himself out of fear#russell and shane would get into a fight#until it turned physical then russell would go hide#baby billy would 100% bully everyone#boyd crowder#venus van dam#lee russell#chris mannix#baby billy freeman#shane vendrell#tal
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Venus Van Dam Appreciation Post ❤️
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Anytime I need guidance or luck or help, I just throw up a pic of Venus Van Dam on my insta stories with "Venus, save me" and let people figure it out
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Hcs for miss Venus van dam if you so kindly. I love her so much and honestly, in love. I would love some first impressions, fluff and just pure love headcanons. Best to you!!
She is absolutely in love with you
She sees you as such a bright light in her dark world
You would think that considering what she does for a living she would very good at talking, telling you how she feels and what she thinks about you
Very wrong
She is super shy when it came down to her wanting to ask you on a date
She almost psyched herself out of it till you noticed her dilemma and grabbed her hand in yours
The softness you showed her made her heart melt and she just couldn't stop herself from confessing to you
After she did she expected you to say you were already in a relationship
Lucky for her you instantly told her you felt the same
She was very shocked but happy
She was very happy with the date
You suggested what to do and she agreed
You were perfect in every way and you just made her fall more in love with you
She was really surprised when you dropped her off at her home and when you walked her to her front door you asked her for another date sometime when she's not busy
She has a really bad thing for putting herself down because of how she was born
The fact she doesn't want to change and she loves herself the way she is and accepts that, makes her all the more amazing
You fell in love with her as well and when you could see the look of surprise when you mentioned another date you instantly told her you liked her a lot and that you wanted to try and pursue a relationship with her
She felt tears coming
She pushed them down and bid you a goodnight after figuring out when the date would happen
You can correctly assume she cried when she got inside her home
She literally went to her room, looked in the mirror, smiled and then cried (Happy tears)
After the second date you asked her to be your girlfriend in which she instantly said yes
Now that she is yours and you are hers
You like to spoil her with home cooked meals, movie nights, and nights where it is solely focused on her
She used to say that she doesn't deserve this special treatment you show her
That was shut down quickly
You gave placed your hands on her cheeks, looking into those beautiful eyes of hers, kissed her lips and told her that she deserves everything wonderful
She loves it when you both go out shopping
She loves watching you get excited about a certain shirt or clothing that makes your smile widen
She loves just watching you enjoy yourself
You do love it when she is trying on new clothes and getting new styles, and she shows you
You love saying things that make her blush
Especially when you say how hot she looks or the way that skirt makes her legs look amazing
When she is with clients and they shower her with compliments she's never shy's away from them, she's usually very smug when they say stuff like that, but lord when you give her compliments and tell her how gorgeous she is
God, she is a blushing mess and cannot control the smiles she lets cross her face
Her favorite thing is when you compliment her and she gets all bashful you will walk up to her and wrap your hand around her waist and will turn her to the mirror
You will look at her in the mirror, wrap your hands around her wrists and will say in a whisper only she can hear
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure to set my eyes on. No other woman can compare to your beauty. All the compliments I give you, are all true and all for you baby."
If she died right then she'd be the happiest woman on earth
She feels so lucky to have someone like you by her side
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