#lo siento babes

[bluebeary-jay]

If I could hold you for a minute

Javier Peña x f!Reader

Summary: Javier wants nothing more than to go home to you. And thanks to his partner's generosity, he gets to.

Tags: just pure FLUFF, mayyybe a sprinkle of suggestive humor, established relationship, Steve teases Javi a bunch, Javier is a BIG SIMP (i'm serious)

Warnings: none ♡

Word count: 3.3K

A/N: something different for you guys 🙈 i'm sadly still on semi-hiatus because of my finals, but I managed to finish this little fic as a break from my angsty Joel pieces. i reaaaally hope you all will like it 😌💕 also, it's dedicated to my dumbass in crime @lily-inbloom 🫡😘 luv you babes

This was one of the worst days agent Peña had in a long time, and he wanted nothing more than to go home.

First, two people from Escobar’s inner circle managed to escape the raid on the laboratory in which he and Murphy participated, leaving both of them exhausted and frustrated. Then Melissa gave Javier a bunch of shit because of some documents, and on the way to his desk some asshole bumped into him, making him drop and break his phone. And now they had to stay after hours to wait for Carrillo.

“It’s for you, Peña.”

So yeah. His day was shit so far.

His pity party was cut short when Steve sitting across from him hissed his name again. Javier shot him an irritated look and flipped him off, not in the mood to talk to any informants or their superiors.

“Not now, Murphy,” he grumbled, but his partner still handed him the stationary telephone from their desk, ignoring the hostility radiating from the man.

“Just take it, asshole. She’s worried you’re not answering her calls.”

At that, Javi sat up straight and in a split second took the handset from Steve, pressing it to his ear.

“¿Querida?” he asked quietly, paying no attention to Murphy rolling his eyes and chuckling to himself. There was a sigh of relief on the other end of the line and he furrowed his eyebrows in concern. “Is everything alright?”

“Hi, Javi,” your voice came through the receiver. “You weren’t picking up.”

Almost instantly the tension was lifted from Javier’s shoulders and he exhaled deeply. You had a talent of putting him at ease, even when you weren’t by his side.

“Lo siento, cariño. Some idiot broke my… you know what, it doesn’t matter. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, just wanted to ask when you finish work? I can swing by and we can go grab some food on the way home.”

He sighed tiredly, rubbing his brows. He hated saying no to you and if he could, Javi would give you the world on a silver platter – but some things, he didn’t have any control over.

“No sé, cariño. We have a shitton of papers to read with Steve, and we’re waiting for Carrillo to fill us in on the latest action. I’ve got no idea how long it’s gonna take, sweetheart.”

Steve lifted his head and shot Javier a teasing look, but Peña ignored him, turning his chair to the side.

“Alright, so what do you say I’ll bring you some takeout? You can also ask Steve what he’d want, I’ll be at this place we went to a week ago–”

“No, querida, no,” he sighed, this time with affection. Your voice was a temptation enough to throw everything to hell and run home to you, but to hear the kindness and love in your words, without even seeing your expression… It was heart-clenching. “We don’t need anything, you just go back home safely. I’ll try to get away from here as soon as I can.”

You didn’t answer at first, but then hummed half-heartedly.

“If you say so. But please, eat something.”

Javi smiled absentmindedly, covering his eyes with his fingers. He imagined your concerned expression, the receiver nestled next to your ear, near the spot he so liked to nuzzle with his nose. “How do you know I haven’t already?”

He could hear a trace of a smirk in your voice.

“I know you, Peña.”

“Too well, I think.”

“You love it, though.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Yeah, maybe.” He heard you yawn and the smile disappeared from his face. “You’re tired.”

“No, I’m not. I’ll get to bed when you’re back.”

“I won’t be home for at least a couple more hours, sweetheart,” Javi told you softly. “You can go to sleep.”

“I’ll wait for you,” you repeated stubbornly.

“You don’t have to.”

“I know, cariño.” There was that sweet, teasing note in your tone, and a grin spread across Javier’s face again. “But that will just give you more reasons to come home quickly.”

“I’ll try,” he just offered in a whisper, resting his forehead on his fist. “Call Steve if anything happens, alright?”

“Okay, okay, I will.” Long since gone were the times you’d argue with him about that. You knew how terrified he was at the thought of losing you. “I love you, baby.”

“También te amo.”

He didn’t immediately hang up, waiting just in case you wanted to add something else. The line went dead, however, and with his lips pressed Javi put the phone back in the center of the desk.

“You have it bad, Peña.”

Of course. Javier should’ve known Steve will start to nag at him again.

He reached into his pocket for a cigarette and put it between his lips. He knew you’d complain about the smell on his hair and clothes when he got home, but he was already too stressed out and in a desperate need of a smoke.

“I’m not in the mood, Murphy,” he muttered, pulling out the lighter.

“I thought a conversation with your sweetheart would brighten up your day?”

Javier looked up and just as he suspected, Steve had that same stupid grin on his face, like every time the topic was brought up.

Ever since your and Javi’s relationship became more serious, Steve was taking every opportunity to tease his partner. If Javi was feeling generous, he could kind of understand where his friend is coming from – after all, he himself didn’t think he’d ever act like a dumb teenage boy in the presence of a woman. But something about you mesmerized him from the very beginning, and, miraculously, here you both were, in a steady and loving relationship Javier Peña was always afraid of hoping for.

But alas, it was not a day to be understanding. He glared at Steve when the fellow agent didn’t take a hint.

“Shut up.”

“I wouldn’t say no to a food delivery, you know,” Steve spoke up with a smirk under his mustache. “I’m quite hungry.”

“I’ll sooner hire Escobar to make you sandwiches than let her do it.”

“You wound me, Javi. And to think I was about to take care of Carrillo and let you go home early.”

Javier looked up in surprise at his friend’s knowing smile. Then he blinked, slowly and tiredly, wondering if he didn’t misheard.

“Really?” he asked suspiciously, to which Steve shrugged.

“Why not? I’m in no rush since Connie and Olivia are in Miami, and as funny as it is to watch you yearn and pine, your brooding gets annoying after a while.” Javi didn’t move from his place, so Steve nodded in the direction of the exit. “Just go home to her, Peña. Before I change my mind.”

The face of the agent broke into a smile before he could collect himself. He stood up so quickly that he bumped his hip against the desk, but it didn’t phase him one bit. With a quick shove across the desktop, he swept all the documents to the folder and took his gun from the drawer, tucking it into his jeans.

Murphy was watching him with a smirk.

“You owe me, Javi.”

“Sure,” his partner replied over his shoulder, grabbing his jacket. “I’ll get you a sandwich tomorrow.”

A quiet laugh followed him when Peña promptly ran out of their office.

*****

After the call with Javi you tried to find yourself an occupation, intending to stay up as long as you could. He was working like crazy lately, sometimes not even coming home for the night, so a chance to finally spend some time with him – even if it would only be for half an hour – was something you didn’t want to miss.

So you wandered around his apartment. You read a little, watched TV, tidied up the cutlery drawer, folded Javi’s shirts, and now you got onto washing the dishes left from your dinner two days ago.

You were humming quietly, that stupid song which seemed to play on every radio as of late, when you heard a small sound from the hall. You paused and turned off the tap, your heart pounding in your chest, and sure enough there was it again – but this time you clearly recognized it as a key turning in the lock.

Before you could think of what to do, the door opened and Javi came in, locking eyes with you immediately. You blinked slowly, rooted to the spot with your hands lifted, still covered in water and soapsuds.

“Javi?” you asked in surprise. “What are you doin–”

Without saying a word, Javier came up to you in two long strides and put his hands around your waist, dipping you back and kissing you deeply. You made a noise in your throat, moving your wet hands aside, but then sighed contentedly as his lips caressed yours.

“I missed you, cariño. So much,” Javier murmured, not moving further away from your lips than two millimeters apart. “Couldn’t wait to get home to you.”

“But what about– Steve, and…” you tried to ask during those brief moments when he gave you a second to take a breath, but was unable (and unwilling) to move away when he was holding you so tightly.

“They’ll be fine,” Javier murmured, moving his hands to your cheeks to cradle them tenderly. “Steve said he’ll handle it.”

He firmly pressed his lips to yours one more time, his eyebrows scrunched with affection. You didn’t ask anything else, instead wrapping your arms around his neck, still careful not to get his clothes wet. After almost a minute of tender kisses and whispered Spanish phrases, Javi rested his forehead against yours with a content sigh. His eyes were closed and he just hummed when you nudged his nose with yours.

“You weren’t supposed to be home for the next few hours,” you said quietly.

“It was a damn torture. I couldn’t wait, hermosa,” he murmured and exhaled heavily. “God, I needed this.”

A bright smile spread across your face at the thought of this man thinking about and longing to see you so much. He sounded so stressed out and tired over the phone, but now it was like all nerves left him for just a moment.

“Do you want me to make you something to eat?” you asked in a whisper, but Javi shook his head.

“No. Just stay here.”

“I have to rinse the dishwashing liquid off my hands, though. And you need to take a shower.”

“Are you saying I smell?”

“A little. But I mostly mean the cigarette smoke on your hair.”

Javi sighed, murmuring something under his breath. You gave him a peck on the lips. “Go on, cariño. I’ll get everything ready and then we can lay down.”

Javier grumbled, displeased, but didn’t argue any further. “You’ll have to make it up to me, sweetheart.”

“If you manage to keep your eyes open.” Your comment made him crack a smile and you mirrored it. “Go shower. And then come back to me.”

Javi sighed but obediently went towards the bathroom, putting down his aviators and the gun on the table on the way there. You watched him fondly, your heart still swelling with love at how relieved he looked to see you. He must’ve felt your attention on him, somehow, because he turned around in the doorway and sent you a smirk.

“If you like the view so much, you can hop into the shower with me,” he teased, and you hummed, pretending to consider it.

“I would, but then it wouldn’t be a ‘quick shower’.” He smiled knowingly, and you scrunched your nose at him. “Javi, the longer you stand here, the less time we’ll have for cuddles.”

“You raise a good point, hermosa.”

With one last look he disappeared in the bathroom and you shook your head at his antics. A few seconds later you heard the sound of rushing water, so you hurried to your shared bedroom to get everything ready.

You pulled down the blinds and flipped the pillows to the colder side, and then swiftly changed into one of Javier’s shirts you liked to sleep in. You also took his gun from the table, knowing he preferred to have it within reach when he was resting with you.

Earlier that day you started to clean the cupboards, so the room was pretty messy. You spent a couple of minutes putting the piles of clothes and various knick knacks in their places, trying to be as quick as possible. Then you heard the water in the bathroom stopping, and it only took Javi two more minutes before he emerged from the bathroom in nothing but his boxers.

His hair was wet and chest bare, and exhaustion was marking his handsome features, painting shadows over his face. Without a second of hesitation Javi went up to you and wrapped his arms around your middle. You wanted to say that you’ll be done in a moment, but didn’t get a chance – he hid his face in the crook of your neck, grumbling tiredly, and started dragging you backwards to the bed. You swat at him with laughter, but those strong arms of his just held onto you tighter.

“Cariño, I still have to finish–”

“Leave it. You don’t have to do anything.”

“Javi…”

“Come lay with me, mi sol.” He softly pressed his lips to the sensitive skin on your neck, making you shiver. You felt him smirking. “Come on. Please.”

You faltered at this word, so rarely used by him. He sighed into your shoulder and swayed you two gently from side to side.

Javi was right. Everything else could wait.

You lifted his hand to your lips and kissed his knuckles gently, feeling him relax behind your back.

“Alright,” you murmured. “Come here, baby.”

He hummed and kissed your neck again, then your shoulder, sneaking his hands under your – technically his – shirt.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you look in my clothes?” he asked quietly.

“Every time I wear it.” You felt him take a breath, but you beat him to it. “And don’t say they’d look even better on the floor.”

Javi chuckled and hugged you tighter, still slowly moving backwards with you. “Not this time. Just wanna have you in my arms.”

“You mean in your bed?” You couldn’t help but tease him, and yelped when he bit your neck lightly.

“Don’t tempt me.”

When you two reached the bed, Javi stopped and slowly turned you around before sitting down. You took his face in your hands, staring down at him lovingly, while he gently ran his palms up and down your thighs. He did look tired, with the exhaustion and sadness swimming in his beautiful dark eyes. After a moment he exhaled shakily and leaned forward, resting his forehead on your stomach.

“Wanna lie down?” you whispered softly, and he nodded without a word. “Okay. Come here.”

You gently released yourself from his hold and laid down, immediately reaching for Javier and tugging him to lay on top of you.

The moment his head touched your chest, Javi exhaled heavily with relief, closing his eyes. You ran your fingers through his hair, brushing the wet strands aside.

“Do you need anything?” you asked quietly, but he just muttered 'no' with a light shake of his head.

“I’ve got everything I need right here, querida.”

You grinned warmly, though he couldn’t see it. “You’re quite a romantic, Javier Peña.”

He chuckled under his breath, lifting himself slightly to meet your adoring gaze. “I thought you already knew all about it.”

“Did I?” you asked playfully, to which he lifted his head.

“What more can I tell you?” he murmured, leaning over you and smirking when your breath hitched in your throat. His brown irises danced across your face, drinking your features in. “Do you wanna hear how all I think about while working are your lips and the sound of your laugh? How the time spent together isn’t nearly enough for me to fully revel in you? Or…”

“Okay, that’s enough,” you said sheepishly, making Javi grin victoriously. “You’re probably spending that time in the office not thinking about me but of ways to mess with me.”

“Tal vez, mi sol.” He pressed his lips to the corner of your mouth and moved lower, whispering into your skin. “But I do wish I could spend more time with you.”

“I know, cariño.” You brushed his hair to the back with your fingers, scratching his occiput. “But it’s not your fault.”

He hummed without conviction, still busy kissing every inch of your skin he could reach. One of his hands went to your waist, his thumb tracing small circles there, while the other climbed up to your hand, entwining your fingers together.

“Didn’t you want to get some rest?” you asked breathlessly, trying to keep your composure. Your face was hot, and Javi hummed smugly at the pitch of your voice. He lifted his head and brushed your cheek with his knuckles, his hand still holding yours.

“I wanted to spend time con mi hermoso sol.” He touched his forehead to yours lovingly, gazing deeply into your eyes. “I was serious when I said you’re all I need.”

“I think you need some sleep, too.”

Javi grumbled, seemingly giving in, and kissed you sleepily one last time. His eyes were already closing and his mustache scratched your skin lightly.

“No, querida. Just you.”

*****

The next morning, Steve came to work to the sight of Javier trapping you with his arms against his desk. He was leaving soft pecks on your lips every once in a while – so unlike the Peña Murphy had known before – murmuring something to you with a smile, causing you to giggle, too. You tried to slip out of his grasp, but Javier just pulled you closer. The pair was obviously lost in the moment because neither of them noticed Steve, until he threw a pile of files onto his desk.

“Morning, guys,” he said nonchalantly, eyeing your bashful beam and Javi’s crooked smile with a smirk. He noted that his partner looked way better than yesterday. “D’you get any sleep?”

“Actually, I did.” Javier gazed over at you and squeezed your hand with this look of a lovesick puppy that Steve mocked so often. “Don’t remember the last time I’ve slept so well.”

“Happy to hear it, because we have a lot to do today.” He sat down and began organizing the notes from Carrillo’s report yesterday, wanting to fill his partner in as soon as possible. He heard Peña sigh.

“Of course.” He glanced up to see the other man stand up and kiss you lovingly – once, twice – before you lightly shoved him back onto the armchair. Steve rolled his eyes when Javi brought your hand to his lips, leaving one last lingering kiss, and then finally letting go of you.

“I’m gonna be late because of you,” you accused him, but he only smirked.

“Lo siento, cariño. Have a good day.”

You said your goodbyes to Steve and turned back to the exit. Murphy shook his head and met his partner’s dark eyes, sparkling with adoration.

“You really have it bad, Peña.”

He didn’t receive any answer, so he just smiled to himself and got back to arranging his desk.

He didn’t get a second of peace, however, because suddenly a paper bag was dropped on the documents he was just filing. Two – a bit squashed – sandwiches were peeking out from the brown paper.

Steve lifted his head, ready to throw another teasing comment, but Javier’s eyes – still full of that raw love – were focused solely on your figure leaving their office.

*****

querida - dear/darling

lo siento, cariño - I’m sorry, darling/honey

no sé - I don’t know

también te amo - I love you, too

hermosa - beautiful

mi sol - my sun/sunshine

tal vez - maybe

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mi corazón mi alma mi amor !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their relationship is finally in the light.

or

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social media au // carlos sainz x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - pretty big carlos fic coming soon!! i hope u like it, thank you for reading, i love you <3

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[landitolover]

𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, in which lando and his fiancée joke about having kids (cats), but they randomly just drop an actual pregnancy announcement! ౨ৎ lando x mexican!fiancée!reader

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yourusername que feo

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user get this girl a kid for christmas!

→ landonorris 😉😉

→ user bitch WHAT

→ user plot twist he gives her an actual kid instead 🤷‍♀️

→ user OH NAAH..😭

user QUE PRECIOSA

user are u guys still trying for a baby

→ yourusername yes i rlly want a kitten for Christmas landonorris

→ landonorris yeah and i want a hippopotamus for christmas

→ user okkk xmas king ‼️‼️

user i love u queen 🙏🏼 and your lil white boy 🫶🏼

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user jump-scare warning for the 1st pic yn

→ yourusername LMFAOO

→ landonorris babe you’re supposed to defend me

→ yourusername lo siento 😞

carlossainz55 por fin, un caption que es la verdad 😂

→ yourusername yo solo digo la verdad 😇

→ landonorris stop shit talking me guys!!!!

→ carlossainz55 pobrecito 😪

→ yourusername no, you THREW ME IN THE SNOW

landonorris SOOO HERMOSA 🤩

landonorris i don’t regret the last slide.

→ yourusername i see how it is.. calling off the marriage rn

→ landonorris BABY I WAS KIDDING I FELT REALLY BAD

→ user smh i’m already a child of divorce 😞

lilymhe 😍😍 become a runaway bride for me

→ yourusername ofc baby

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yourusername when he hangs out with the opposition… he’s cute though, I guess?

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user the opps 😒😒😷😷

user WHERES RHE CAT CAFE LOCATED QUEEN

→ yourusername tiki’s cat cafe in mexico city x

user my babygirl perfect angel pink princess bubblegum honey sweetheart sunshine shmuckums

→ landonorris that’s actually what i call her every morning

→ alex_albon good morning baby

user shes so gorgeous I just died dead

yourmom que preciosa mija ❤️❤️

→ yourusername te amo mami !!

landonorris DIOSA 😍😍😍

→ yourusername okkk mexican king 🤩🤩 !!

landonorris mi chula novia 👰‍♀️

→ yourusername 💕

maxfewtrell no

→ yourusername who r u

→ maxfewtrell fuck off

→ landnorris erm actually 🤓 don’t talk to my fiancée like that

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landonorris we found a cat in our chair after we finished swimming, welcome to the family zanahoria 🥕 (this is her only Christmas present)

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user OMG 😊😊 THEY HAVE A KID!!

user she’s so pretty

user LANDO U ARE THE LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE.

→ landonorris i know 😌

user UGHHHH IM SOBBING

user real baby next xx

→ user NOO GET OUTT 😭😭

user katnapped ❓

lilymhe she looks absolutely beautiful! uhm- and you’re there..

yourusername MY ONLY PRESENT?? YOU KIDNAPPED THE CAT

→ landonorris it was stray

→ yourusername u right.. i still deserve christmas gifts

→ landonorris i’m broke

→ yourusername …….🌝

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yourusername life update: back in my hometown, lando brought the helmet he quite literally dnfed in (🌝🌝), and my mom won’t stop showing him my baby pics. p.s. flo, can you please send me lando’s baby pics so he can stfu xx

December 21st, 2023

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user tbf the helmet is rlly nice

→ user his rep era 😢 gone too soon

user WAAAHHHH

user best couple ever idc

user she was such a cute baby 🥹

→ user imagine their kids 😭😭

landonorris flo please don’t send her my baby pics

→ yourusername too late baby xx

landonorris wow u are so cool!!!! i am your biggest fan 🤩🤩

→ yourusername I’M (getting) MARRIED!!!!!!😡😡😡

→ landonorris he doesn’t have to know…😉😉

alex_albon u look disappointed in the first pic

→ yourusername i am

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landonorris she isn’t dead!!

january 4th, 2024

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user YN 😭😭😭 its been a year daddy

user i missed them so bad

user dont talk to me im sobbing

user SHES ALIVE!! AND HEALTHY!!!

yourusername 😇😇❤️❤️

alex_albon is your cat studious

→ landonorris duh, just like his dad 😉

→ alex_albon didn’t u like… not go to high school?

→ landonorris i can still be studious, mate!!!!

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yourusername and it’s all just too much for little lando norris… surprise!! i am pregnant ❓(have been for like 3 months now)

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user OH MY GOD. THEYRE HAVING A KID????

user i am hyperventilating shut up

user LMFAOO THE 2ND PIC

user what about us….. your og children ☹️☹️

→ yourusername don’t worry 💕 you guys are the og!!!

user whats it finna play.. WOAAAHHH

user im throwing up i. Jsut fell on the floor

landonorris te amo mucho mi vida ☀️🤍🫶🏼

→ yourusername i love you more 🫶🏼🧡

lilymhe CONGRATS BABY 🎉🎉

→ yourusername thank you 💙💙💙

carlossainz55 i guess he isn’t so little after all? 😂

→ yourusername LMFAO CARLOS 😭😭

oscarpiastri is he crying over your cravings? cause they’re horrendous

→ landonorris yeah i am, but anything for my girl

→ yourusername STOP 🥹🥹

→ oscarpiastri ew don’t get all corny on me

yourmom por fin!!!

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landonorris daddy norris 🔜

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user THE CAPTION? 💀

user i am so unbelievably happy for them

user mama y papa 💞💞💞

user who CHEERED

user omg she can’t have sushi until after the baby 😭😭

→ landonorris good.

user so i guess they were trying for an actual baby 😃

maxfewtrell mate get out with that caption

→ landonorris make me

→ maxfewtrell woah, you’re a soon-to-be-married man

→ landonorris 😐😐

yourusername 🔜

mclaren congratulations you two 🧡

→ landonorris thank you 🧡 (give me a life time contract??)

→ yourusername 🤍🤍

danielricciardo let me be the godfather (congrats mate 😁)

→ landonorris yourusername opinions?

→ yourusername uhmmmmmm

→ carlossainz55 let ME be the godfather

→ yourusername no güey

→ oscarpiastri pick me, choose me

→ yourusername 🐨🐨🐨

lnfour the soon to be better norris-l/n 💚

→ yourusername agreed

౨ৎ hi guyyysss 🤍🤍 sorry for not posting, i just didn’t have any motivation :,) but hopefully my motivation will come back though xx also i will prolly start writing part two of ‘say don’t go’ 🫶🏼

#𓇼 landitolover #꩜ my writings #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #formula one #f1 #f1 fanfic #female reader #smau #latina reader #mexican reader #f1 x female reader #f1 x reader #carlos sainz #oscar piastri

[storiesforthemoonchild]

Big Brother | Alexia Putellas x Reader

how is this the first first Alexia fic I'm writing lol. based on this request Enjoy:)

“Mamá, we see Ingrid?” your four year old son asks as you put on his shoes.

You can’t help but laugh. He had a bit of a crush on the Norwegian much to Mapi’s displeasure since he wanted nothing to do with her. “Yes baby, she will be there.”

“Jana too?” He questions grabbing his tiny football off the bed beside him.

“All of the girl’s will be there Nico,” you tell him before he can go down the list of all his favorite Barça players.

The answer seems to satisfy his curiosity as you place him back on the floor and he begins to kick the ball around the room. You busy yourself picking out an appropriate outfit to cover your growing baby bump. You and Alexia had been having some trouble over the last year with trying to conceive. After several failed attempts you were both extremely happy to finally see the positive test results. You had kept the pregnancy from your friends out of fear and had just recently told your families now that you were well into your second trimester. You planned to begin telling everyone else in the coming weeks, as the bump was definitely getting harder to hide.

“Amor, are you ready?” Alexia’s smooth voice fills the room causing Nico to launch the ball in her direction. “Be careful, remember?” She asks calmly, catching the ball before it could do any damage.

“Lo siento mamá,” he tells you, coming to place a gentle kiss on your stomach. 

Alexia lifts him in the air, inducing a fit of laughter as she tickles his sides, “go play in the living room until we leave.” Nico dashes out of the room with the ball at his feet.

“How do you feel mi vida?” Alexia asks, wrapping her arms around your waist. 

“I feel good.”

“And my baby girl? She’s good?” She leans down, placing a few kisses on your growing stomach.

You run your fingers through her hair as she rises back up, “you don’t know that it’s a girl yet love.”

“No, I know that’s mi princesa in there. You just don’t want to admit it cause then you’ll have to get bumped to second place,” she teases, pulling you into a sweet kiss.

You immediately pull away when you feel Alexia try to deepen it, “nope, we have to go.”

“I can be quick cariño,” she says with her eyes roaming over your body. 

“We both know that’s a lie,” you laugh, moving around the room to grab the last of your things. You can feel her eyes boring into you with each step you take. “Tonight, if you behave babe. Now come on before we are late.” 

Alexia’s gaze softens when you turn back towards her, “beso,” she pouts from her spot. You give in as usual and connect your lips with hers, letting her deepen just enough to please her. “Come, you’re going to make us late.”

You roll your eyes, grabbing the hand she holds out for you and heading for the living room. Nico barrels into Alexia’s legs the moment he catches sight of her. “Alexia watch,” he says, moving to show her how many kick-ups he could attempt. Alexia groans at the habit he picked up of calling her by her name, but watches nonetheless. You on the other hand thought it was hilarious, anything football related and he would call her Alexia like he heard on the TV, but any other time it was mamà. 

“Good, we will keep practicing. Now come on, we are going to be late.”

Alexia gathers everything you guys need and leads you both to the car. Mapi and Ingrid were hosting a team dinner party to celebrate the end of the season. And while you loved all the girls, team dinners were stressful. There were a lot of people, a lot of conversation, and an overly excited 4 year old you had to keep an eye on. This was the first one you would be going to pregnant and you weren’t necessarily looking forward to it, but Alexia assured you she’d keep everything in line. She rubs a soothing hand along your thigh as she drives and engages in an animated conversation with your son.

As you arrive, she helps you and Nico both out of the car before placing a kiss on the side of your head, “when you want to leave, we will.” That was your favorite thing about Alexia, the way she was always willing to put your needs above anything. 

“Nico!” Mapi says excitedly as she opens the door with her arms spread wide to him. Without a care in the world Nico ducks under her arm and sprints off towards Ingrid who was making her way towards you, “one day the kid will realize I’m the cool one,” Mapi huffs. 

Alexia chuckles sliding past Mapi’s still open arms just as Nico did. Having mercy on the defender you let her wrap you in a hug. “How are you Marìa?”

“You’ve always been my favorite Putellas,” she tells you. 

Alexia rolls her eyes, grabbing your hand and leading you around the room to greet everyone. “Move,” she tells Patri from her spot on the couch.

“Qué?” Patri questions her captain's harsh tone with a wide smile.

You interject before Alexia can speak again, “Amor stop,” you whisper harshly at her attempt to have the girl give her seat up to you. Captain Alexia was very entitled and you hated that, always quick to try and order her teammates around even off the pitch. You drag her by the arm to the bathroom just as you see Nico plop down in Patri’s lap. 

“What is wrong? Do you feel sick?” Alexia begins to check you over.

“Remember when I said ‘tonight if you behave?” Alexia nods with a smirk. “What you just did is not behaving. I’m perfectly capable of sitting in a chair.”

“But princesa likes the couch.”

“I’m serious Alexia, no more.” She crosses her arms across her chest with a glare, and you’ve never been more sure your son was her twin, even if she didn’t push him out. You kiss away her frown and head back to the party. 

Much to Alexia’s amusement Patri and several others have vacated their spot on the couch when you arrive back. “Alexia come play,” Nico shouts, as she places you on the couch. 

“Yeah Alexia go play,” Mapi teases, flopping down beside you. Alexia looks at you as if she’s seeking approval and you give her a nod sending her on her way. “She’s so whipped it’s disgusting.”

You don’t even mention the fact that she’s just as whipped for Ingrid. Mapi keeps you company for a while before feeling left out that she wasn’t asked to play. Tonight was going a lot smoother than you expected. Alexia made sure to run behind Nico and ensure he wasn’t bothering anyone for too long and she’d check in on you every so often, placing a single kiss on your forehead.

“Hey, congrats (y/n),” Marta tells you as she passes by. You thank her, finding it a bit weird as she was not the first to say it, but Alexia loved to brag on you. You figured she had told them about the new client you had been working hard to land at work. 

It’s when everyone finally gathers around the large table for dinner you find out the real reason. Nico insisted on sitting by Lucy, claiming they had to as they were best friends. After she ensured you it was fine you let him stay beside her and took your spot by Alexia. Halfway through the meal you freeze as Lucy shouts, “YOU'RE PREGNANT?”

“What?” you ask, startled at the claim. 

Alexia goes to stand up and go full-on protective mode when Nico speaks up, “Yep, I’m a big brother!” 

“He told me first,” Ingrid says, making the boy blush.

You and Alexia share a glance before letting out a laugh. Maybe it wasn’t the smartest decision to tell him before you let the girls know.

“Well cats out the bag I guess,” you sigh.

#alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine #woso fanfics

[konigsblog]

virginity loss

rodolfo x afab!f!reader ...

warnings: virginity loss, female anatomy, praising, self degrading, slight teasing.

note: i seriously need to start writing day 31... 😵‍💫

kinktober masterlist. (day 30)

Rodolfo's breath hitched in his throat at the sight of your bare and vulnerable body. Beauty, his eyes wandered, lingering on your chest as he swirls his tongue around your nipples, dragging his pink tongue along the hardened nubs.

“Tan perfecto, no puedo creer que esto sea lo que me has estado ocultando, niña...” He clicked his tongue, rubbing your clit while toying with your nipples and sloppily making out with you.

Your cunt drooled for affection, for the sensual touch. Your eyes rolled back when his soft lips trailed down your chest to your nipples again, sucking on them while pumping him cock messily. He chuckled at the sounds of your euphoria and ecsasty.

“Do you think you're ready for me, babe?” Rodolfo breathed out. “Please, hurry.” you whimpered, clinging to his hand and watching him ease down onto the bed, chuckling at your eagerness. “Paciencia, conejito...” Rudy smirked and dragged the tip between your slit and hole. Slowly easing inside and rolling his eyes back when your walls tightened around him.

Rudy sloppily pushed each inch inside. Slow and steady, he breathed out at the pulsing sensation against his shaft. Veins lugging against your walls. He smirked, sucking a hickey onto your neck and groaning out when he bottomed inside. “Oh-fuck!” he cursed, his eyebrows furrowed and his face scrunched up as he allowed you to become familiar with his cock size.

You whined quietly, eyes watering at his girth. You clutched around him, signalling for him to move. Broad hips met your own and heavy balls smacked against your ass with each thrust. He knocked into your hole, his dick stretching out your inexperienced and unused hole. His moans only getting louder. “Oh, God... That's it, taking it so well,”

“I'm so dirty for taking your virginity, yes?” Rodolfo teased, kissing your cheek as he picked up the pace, degrading himself for enjoying the tightness of a virgin cunt. “So fucking gross, I'm sorry, princess...” he panted after expressing how hard he was at your virgin tight pussy around him.

Your back arched as he began thrusting into your cunny erratically, your cheek rising and falling as he filled your slick pussy with his cock. He groaned loudly, euphoria rushing through his body when you creamed around him unexpectedly. Panting and slick, gasping as he continued fucking your hole.

Hot ropes of seed drooled into your pussy, filling you with a potent amount of cum. You gasped, eyes rolled back and shut tightly, his brute arms beside your head and your hand grasping at his hair. Rodolfo buried his head in the crook of your neck, pressing tender kisses as he apologized for taking you so roughly towards the end.

“Lo siento mucho, conejito. No pude evitarlo, ��eh?”

#orla speaks #rudy x reader #rodolfo x reader #rodolfo rudy parra #rodolfo parra #rodolfo cod #rodolfo #rodolfo mw2 #rudy mw2 #rudy call of duty #rudy cod #rudy x you #x reader #cod

[honeyed-hedonist]

SFW:

Rarely cooks for himself because he’s always on the go, but when he does find the time to whip up a meal, it’s always the best thing you’ve ever tasted. 

Dry sense of humor, but will crack a smile (and sometimes even a laugh) despite himself at your puns/jokes/general silliness

Stubborn as all hell. Will fight tooth and nail with you over the dumbest shit just because he’s so obstinate. 

Speaking of stubborn, good luck getting this man to admit he was wrong. You could draft a whole essay in MLA format with a PowerPoint presentation on why, in fact, he’s completely wrong and he’ll still look you dead in your eyes and say “That proves nothing. I’m right.” Sir, no you are not, let me count the ways. 

Don’t let that deter you though! He apologizes for his stubbornness in other ways--whether it’s a bouquet of your favorite flowers or bringing you coffee in the morning, he’s a man of action, not words.

Stoic and standoffish when you first meet him. It takes him a little while to soften, and there’s a big part of him that wants to cave, to break down those walls and open himself back up, but he fights it every time. Despite that, he craves softness and warmth, so when you come along to give it to him in droves, it’s a losing battle for him to keep you at arm’s length

Once those walls are down it’s like night and day. He’s handsy, can’t keep them to himself. He’s always gotta be touching you in some capacity if only to remind himself that you’re real and he needs to cherish every moment he gets with you because he knows better than most how quickly things can change.

Will always make time for you. Doesn’t matter the time of day or night, doesn’t matter what he’s doing, you call and he’s on his way.

Uses all sorts of pet names on you in English and Spanish. Mi cielo (my heaven/sky), mi alma (my soul), chula (cutie), reinita (little queen), mi amor (my love), babe/baby, angel, sweetheart, sunshine, and bunny to name a few. If it’s sweet and makes you fluster, he’s all for it.

Speaks Spanglish a lot, especially when he’s mad. Will switch between both so fast you can hardly keep up, and he’ll stop mid-rant and give you a sheepish smile, shrugging his shoulders. “My mouth has a mind of its own, bonita. Lo siento.”

Calls you often when the two of you are apart. Can’t end his night without hearing your voice. No matter where he is, you can guarantee your phone will ring right before you fall asleep every single night. He always says he’s just calling you to say goodnight, but then the pair of you end up talking for hours. Not that you mind, the lack of sleep is worth it.

NSFW under the cut 18+ NO MINORS.

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Oscillates between a hard and soft dom depending on the day he’s had or the mood he’s in, but regardless of that, he’s always the top. 

Eats for his pleasure. When his face is buried between your thighs, it’s not about you, it’s about him and he’ll eat until he’s satisfied, regardless of how desperately you try to shove him off. “Nuh uh, mami, m’not finished yet. Lay back and take it, huh? Be a good girl and let me have my fill. Tastes too damn good.”

Grunts and growls most of the time, but when he’s feeling softer that man 100% whimpers.

A vocal lover--he likes to taunt and tease you, overwhelms you with praise, forces you to answer his questions even in the midst of your fuzzy-headed bliss. “Speak up, princesa. I asked you if you can feel me deep up in that belly. Yeah? There we go. That’s my girl.”

His favorite positions to fuck you in tend to alternate, but he’s a big fan of doggy with his hand around your throat while you’re on your knees with your back to his chest, mainly because it allows him to sink his teeth into your neck and speak absolute filth in your ear. Missionary or a full blown mating press and prone bone are others he enjoys. Also likes to pound into you from below when you ride him--again, this man is all about control so even when you think you have the upper hand, you don’t. 

Big on marking you--with his fangs or otherwise. When you ask him to bite you for the first time he goes absolutely feral, fucks you so hard you can’t walk right or sit down for a week, your chest, neck, and back littered with bruises, bite marks, and a prominent puncture wound at the hollow of your throat.

Stamina for days. My guy could spend hours on end fucking you into the mattress and he does every single time. There are no quickies with Miguel--when he makes time for you, he makes time. Will clear out an entire day and dedicate it solely to taking you apart and piecing you back together just so he can do it all over again. “One more round, baby. C’mon, need it. You’re not gonna deprive me, are you? Nah--you know better. Open up for me, chula, just like that.”

Big breeder balls. (Sorry, I don’t make the rules.) My boy will stuff you so fucking full. Practically cums buckets and loves to watch it ooze out of your abused little hole when he’s finished pumping several loads inside you. “Lookit that, huh? Ese pequeño coño está lleno, ¿no?” (That little cunt is stuffed full, isn’t it?)

To be continued…..

#miguel o'hara headcanons #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #sipderman 2099 #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara smut #smut writing #spiderverse imagine

[sassypossumm]

Stress Relief

Slightly smutty angsty/domestic 'stress relief' with Miguel... I have no idea where I got this from, but enjoy!!!

Miguel has been really stressed out. When isn't he stressed out, honestly, but he's been especially stressed out lately.

On the rare occasions he comes home, it's for nothing more than to grab a stale cup of coffee or a quick shower. It's obviously wearing on him, and you know he's beating himself up for how little time you've spent together.

The last straw comes when you come home to find him half dead on his feet, stuffing a stale Danish into his mouth. His exhausted features soften when he sees you, but his gizmo beeps and he yet again dashes through a portal with a rushed apology and peck on the cheek.

"Enough is enough." You grumble as a plan begins forming in your mind. Two weeks and several phoned in bribes later, Miguel is actually home. For an entire evening. And you'd be giddy with excitement if he weren't constantly checking his gizmo throughout dinner. And you'd gone to the trouble of making his favorite, Peppered Salmon and New Potatoes Au Grautin.

"Babe..." You tried to get his attention, putting down your fork. Miguel simply hummed. Your eye twitched and you took a steadying breath to keep from wringing his neck. "Your foods getting cold." Miguel flashes you an apologetic look and takes a bite, humming around the mouthful.

"Lo siento, mi vida." He mutters, taking another bite before looking back at his gizmo. You're not amused. Throwing down your fork with a huff, you stand and round the table, standing in front of him, hands on hips. "Nena, por favor. Just another minute,"

"You've been saying that for two hours, Miguel." His eyes snap up at your sharp tone, and he opens his mouth ready to protest when he takes in your stiff posture. Instantly his heart melts and he reaches for you.

"Aye, lo siento," His tone is soft, but you're not having it.

"You've been saying that for the last two hours too." His eyes widen at your tone, and he opens his mouth again, only to be met with your tongue bullying its way into his mouth, as you launch yourself into his arms. His sounds of surprise devolve into a practically depraved moan as he claws you closer, cradling you against his chest.

"Amor," He murmurs, leaving frantic open mouthed kisses down your neck. You rake shaky fingers through his hair, before remembering your irritation and tugging roughly at his hair. "Shock!" He hisses, jerking back to glare at you. "Para que era eso?!" You shift off his lap, and meet his glare with one of your own. Still stunned, he fails to notice you sinking to the floor between his thighs until you push as his thighs to make room to work. His attention flits to your position, and his anger melts into confusion. "Y/N,"

"I go to the trouble of bribing my way into a few hours with you, just a few hours." You growl, roughly unbuckling his belt. Miguel's eyebrows raise.

"You did what?" His words might as well have been back ground noise to you, as you grumbled under your breath, tugging at his zipper. Miguel's mouth went dry as he lifted his hips to let you all but yank his pants and boxers down. He watched you dumbly, as you looked at his cock in irritation before meeting his eyes, and his heart clenched at the hurt he saw.

"Do you think I like seeing you do this to yourself?" Your voice is sharp and you quickly sniff to keep from crying.

"Amor..." He whispers, trying to touch your cheek, but you bat his hand away and rest your hands on his thighs, rubbing at the hair on his corded thigh.

"I spent all afternoon making your favorite meal...and you've hardly taken three bites." Your attention shifts to his neglected cock, and you stroke it softly once. It twitches in response to your touch. You'd once quipped about his cock being 'touch interactive' but right now the thought soured in your mouth. Your brows pinch together and you again fix Miguel with an irritated glare.

"I wanted to make tonight special. Wanted to spoil you, get you to relax." You look longingly at his cock again, noticing it's slow awakening. "I adore you, and you are hellbent determined to neglect yourself." His large, warm hand cups your cheek, and you sniff as he guides your face up to meet his.

"Te amo." He whispers softly, running his thumb under your eye, catching a stray tear. You open your mouth to speak but he shakes his head and places his thumb over your lips. "My turn." He says in the firm tone that sends tingles of pleasure down your spine even now. "You're right." He continues, surprising you, but it's what he says next that has you soaking. "And I'm sorry." You whimper, and his heart clenches.

"Miggy." Your defenses fall and you reach for him, irritation melting away, leaving you with only thr base instinct to feel him.

"Bebita." He growls gently. "Come here." You squeak as he pulls you roughly into his arms and licks his way into your mouth, pinning down your tongue with his own. You grip at his arms and shudder, trying and failing to catch your breath as your head grows fuzzy.

"I wanted to worship you." Your voice comes out a whispy thing against his lips drawing a primal groan from his chest as he sucks at your pulse before standing and hoisting you into his arms. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you feel his hardness poke against your ass as he strides to the bedroom.

"You can worship me all you want, bebita." He growls, biting your neck as he kicks the door shut. Throwing you on thr bed, he quickly shedding his shirt before climbing on top of you possessively. "After all, we've got all night."

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x you #atsv miguel #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara smut #miguel imagine #atsv #i don't know where this came from #i hope you like it!

[kairiscorner]

i have a thing for 5 o'clock shadows babes, i'm admitting it now.

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

his five o'clock shadow. — miguel o'hara x reader imagine

whenever you kiss miguel, it feels ticklish sometimes–a little prickly, a little tingly–but that isn't because you're getting first love jitters all over again kissing the love of your life... it's because miguel's forgot to shave yet again since he's been so busy saving the multiverse from possible, utter destruction. you don't mind that your beloved is preoccupied with saving innocent lives, you don't mind that he might not be as clean shaven as he used to be; you're okay with being the one tending to him and reminding him to do basic things sometimes, and you love it when you get to help him personally take care of himself–it's the best way you know how to love him and let him know you love him.

and sometimes, miguel's just so much hotter having the gray and slightly silver stubbles of a five o'clock shadow on his beautiful, chiseled cheeks, chin, and underneath his slightly pointed nose that sometimes would poke at you whenever he'd miss your lips when kissing you.

"lo siento, cariño–guess my beard's just really... hard to... tame." he said in a faltering whisper as he felt your warm palms rest on either sides of his face; his eyes gazing into your own, so lovingly that he can't bear to look away from you, can't help feel his face heat up so quickly as you giggle that bewitching laugh that makes him get even more flustered and excited–waiting for the feeling of finally locking lips with you. "i don't mind one bit, miggy." you reassure him with a raspy whisper as you smile and press your lips against his, taking him by part-surprise as he kissed you back and hummed in surprise. "you don't, mi vida?" "not one bit, mig. it's a sign of aging, which is... pretty hot, to me." you admitted all bashfully, with miguel chuckling and wrapping his arms around you waist and pulling you close again for another kiss. "then i guess i'll try growing a beard out for you, since you like seeing me all aged like fine wine, querida." you giggle as he smiles wider, him brushing his nose against yours all lovingly, you pecking a kiss on his nose as you hold his face in your hands again. "i'd love to see that, get tickled by you all over again when we kiss..."

a/n: ik that d*na d'*ng*l* said that in the '92 run, but it's more romantic here bc we are not her 🏃‍♀️💨💨💨

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @hearts4gabri @hisachuu @wreakingmarveloushavok @fictarian @yuridopted0 @simsrandomstuff @luvstarrstruck @popeheywardssecretgf @meeom @arachnoia @melovetitties @fable-library @ophanimgold @smokeywhalee @capnshtfce

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara fanfiction #miguel o'hara imagines #miguel x reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman 2099 fanfiction #atsv #atsv miguel #atsv miguel x reader #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #atsv fluff #atsv fanfiction #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse fluff #spiderman across the spiderverse fanfiction #spiderman across the spiderverse imagines

[neiveel3llson]

Alfred: I didn’t even realize how sarcastic I was being. It’s starting to become a problem, I believe.

Dick: I lost Damian.

Y/N: How did you LOSE Damian?!

Dick: To be fair, he is very small.

Bruce: Did you have to stab them?

Jason: You weren’t there. You didn’t hear what they said to me.

Bruce: What did they say?

Jason: "What are you going to do, stab me?"

Bruce: That’s fair.

Y/N: *screaming while holding something large.*

Dick: *Chasing Y/N, screaming at them to not throw the large object.*

Jason: *Crouching at the car window, begging Damian not to call Bruce.*

Dispatcher: 911, what's your emergancy?

Tim: We locked our baby brother in the car and people are judging us!

*Comments under an image of a really hot knife cutting bread*

Jason: Imagine stabbing someone with this knife.

Tim: It would instantly cauterize the wound, so the person wouldn't bleed, so it's not very useful.

Y/N: if you want information it is

Dick: why would you STAB a person when you can have TOAST?

Jason: What are you talking about Dick? You love it here!

Dick: I'm not sure I do, I think I've just developed Stockholm syndrome.

Damian: You need to be more careful!

Bruce, who was dragged into Damian's issue: Careful? CAREFUL?! I'LL CAREFULLY WRAP MY HANDS AROUND YOUR THROAT-

Damian: Wow. I keep stepping on a lot of crunchy twigs.

Y/N: Those are bones, Damian.

Damian: *looks straight up* Not if I never look down.

Bruce: Yeah, I find it quite emotional. In like a cool way.

Alfred: Sir, did you just say it makes you cry in a cool way?

Damian: But what about Y/N?

Jason: Don't worry about them.

Jason: I once watched them fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating their hotdog like nothing happened.

Tim: Your problem is that you’ve got no common sense.

Y/N: I’ve got plenty of common sense!

Y/N: I just choose to ignore it.

*Playing house with Damian and Jon.*

Jason, at Jon: You're my significant other.

Jon: Yeah I am!

Jason, at Dick: You're my child.

Dick: *Rolls eyes* Yes boss.

Jason, at Tim: You're my bitch.

Tim: Yeah I am- wait, what?

Jason, at Y/N: My bestie.

Y/N: Naturally.

Jason, Damian: HA, GAY!

Damian: Fuck you.

Alfred: And then they ran into my knife. They ran into my knife ten times.

Bruce: You mean you stabbed them?

Alfred: They ran into my knife, sir.

Bruce: Breaking News, Dick has disappointed us.

Tim: Why do you look like that?

Damian, laying face-first on the floor: Like what?

Tim: Like you’re dead.

Damian: It’s because I’m dying. Leave me here to perish.

Alfred: Young master Damian accidentally called Y/N “babe” in front of everyone today.

Damian: *sobs into the floor*

Alfred: *Turns on the kitchen light*

Y/N: *Sitting at the table, eating bread*

Alfred: It’s four in the morning, young master.

Y/N: Turn the light back off.

Bruce: This is a judgement free zone.

*Pulls out a knife the size of their forearm*

Bruce: And I mean it.

Tim: Well you see, the explanation is perfectly simple and scientific. It was because shut up. Shut up is why.

Y/N: Listen, in the wild wild west there is always a woman in the saloon and nobody messes with her even though they all have guns.

Dick: That's because she's a prostitute.

Bruce: Tim, why are you crying?

Tim: This book is so sad!!

Bruce, picking it up: But this is my diary-

Dick: Can we talk about that mass email you sent?

Y/N: Why? It was important.

Dick: All it says is, "I'm back on my shit".

Damian, shrugging: The people need to know.

Y/N, to Jason: You're starting to forget your Spanish. You don't practice.

Jason: Lo siento. Estoy embarazada.

Y/N: You just told me you're pregnant.

Damian: Congratulations Jason, you're glowing!

Y/N: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.

*When Y/N and Jason were young and new.*

Bruce: Where the devil is Alfred?

Y/N: Well, it is raining outside... Maybe he melted?

Tim: Shall I look outside for a pointy hat?

Jason: Thanks for opening my message and not responding.

Y/N: All good bro, any time.

Jason: Fuck you.

Damian, over radio: Testing. Testing. Bruce, can you hear me?

Bruce, standing next to Damian: I’m standing right here.

Damian: You’re coming through good and loud.

Bruce: ‘Cause I’m standing right here.

Alfred: Perhaps, the true treasure was friendship all along. Although, I hope not, because I cannot spend friendship on new suits.

Damian: You wanna fight?! You got one!

Y/N: Okay! *raises fists*

*Bruce runs in, scoops Y/N up in their arms, and runs away carrying them because he just didnt want them to fight. Yet.*

Damian:

Damian: What?

Y/N: Any questions?

Dick: Uh, yeah, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

Y/N: Uh, a plan, duh...

Damian: Dick, chill, I know it’s weird, but Y/N has a point.

Dick:

Dick: THAT WAS LITERALLY A PONY DOODLE WITH A HAT!!

*Alternatively*

Joker: Any questions?

Y/N: Uh, yeah, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

Joker: Uh, a plan, duh...

Harley: Y/N, chill, I know it’s weird, but Joker has a point.

Y/N:

Y/N: THAT WAS LITERALLY A PONY DOODLE WITH A HAT!!

Bruce, answering the phone: Hello?

Damian: It’s Damian.

Bruce: What did they do this time?

Damian: No, it’s me, Damian. It’s actually me.

Bruce: What did you do this time?

Dick: Everyone thinks you suck.

Joker: I think you have the wrong number…

Dick: Damian?

Joker: Nope. Joker.

Dick: Well, you probably suck too…

Y/N: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.

Tim: And?

Y/N: And you are.

#batfam #incorrect quotes #dc comics #dcu #batman #damian wayne #dick greyson #jason todd #x reader #tim drake #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #dc joker #harley quinn

[solitude4chiron]

White Ferrari

Miles 42 x black fem reader

Warnings/about: Angst/fluff, Drunk characters, slightly drunk driving, you get attacked by one of Miles’s rivals he feels guilty, frank ocean & skateboarding, caring miles

Slight trigger warning: You get followed and attacked by a rival of your boyfriends, you own a gun and pull it out

& yes this is pt.2 to fashion killa 🫶🏾 thank y’all for the support on my first piece of writing 🥹🥹

Miles took your advice from your last heartfelt conversation, leading his uncle Aaron to take more of the prowler role while he rebuilt your relationship, but after a few weeks off he sadly had to stay out again

During the weeks he had off you felt closer to your villain boyfriend than you ever had before. Him opening up his eyes to your world and you feeling every emotion he expressed he was raised in as a child.

You both went to concerts seeing ASAP Rocky (both of y’all’s fav) JID,  Brent faiyaz (Miles’s favorite he sends you lyrics all the time) and kendrick Lamar. You standing in the pit made miles tense up so he would always end up being right behind you, arms wrapped around your waist while dancing to whatever artist was playing, the tight space pressing your butt onto him which made him go feral, but not purposely of course 🙄 so he always ended up whispering in your ear 

“Espera a que lleguemos a casa, you want to tease huh?” (Wait till we get home)

After his disappearance, and reappearance you communicated your feelings to him a lot, as he understood that his weight was slightly your weight too, and it stressed you out. Even though his identity was safe and your relationship with him wasn’t too public, you felt someone had a hit out on your head.

“8:35 pm not too late…” and while miles was gone you dragged on your baggy evisu jeans while also pulling on a tight cropped shirt, finishing it off with a hoodie zipping it just far up enough so you could still let others see your bellybutton was pierced. Then you left, skating down the street with bktherula blasting in your left ear (miles always told you to keep one ear open when he wasn’t with you)

After a minute you stopped at a gas station for a drink and while walking to the back for your soda, you spotted a man dressed in all black. Shiesty mask pulled down, his dark eyes glared at you screaming disrespectful things

“Why the fuck do I live in nyc..” you muttered

At that moment you snatched the money out your pocket and slammed it on the counter whilst walking out, hoping the fast payment would put some space between you two. You also text miles. A lot..

“Hey miles baby, you free?” 8:49

“Some dude keeps following me miles” 8:49

“Miles please look at my location, I’ll try to stay in the area please come get me” 8:50

“Baby please answer me” 8:50

“Babe” 8:50

“Babe” 8:53

“Miles” 8:53

Miles POV:

“Aye pass that shi bru we celebrating tonight” I said through intoxicated lips while taking another swig of the hennessy bottle, and for a minute my worries went away, and that minute was actually 30 minutes

“Aye y’all imma head home ! My wife waiting on me” I said with a smug look on my face snatching the keys to my motorcycle off the counter, but my unc ain’t goin for that shi

“Gimme the keys miles, airdrop me your address” 

“Alright then dad..” I said sarcastically, but slightly pondered on that sentence because my dad, yeah 

While opening my phone to airdrop the address my heart sank to my crotch

Future wife: 7 new messages

Future wife: 16 missed calls 

Future wife: 1 voicemail 

And immediately I became sober. Hopping on my motorcycle and riding through the oddly warm night climate, leaving my worried uncle behind while tracking y/n’s location 

“Sabes que lo siento, I keep fucking letting you down.” (You know I’m sorry baby)

Y/n’s pov:

Although you tried not to acknowledge the man but something about him was familiar? You’re sure you’ve never seen him before but maybe you’ve heard of him

“Come here ma, won’t be long trust”

“Come on you know you want to turn around and look at me” 

And in that moment you knew who he was, Sidat. (Sigh - dot) Miles’s little “enemy”. Miles told you about him, but the way he was described to you. Made you feel like he wasn’t a threat. Now you realize he wasn’t a threat to miles, but definitely is a threat to you

“Move nigga, I got a man” you snapped

“I know that already love, fuc him” 

And something in you jerked to pull out the gun you tucked in your pants earlier. The gun that had MM (Miles morales) engraved in it, the gun you never realized could swiftly take someone off the earth, the gun that had purple wrapped around it. Personalized for your boyfriends touch 

“I said move nigga, damn.” You said, turning around swiftly while pulling the gun out your waist

And you tilted your head, peering down the top of the gun hoping this would be enough to scare sidat away 

“You ain’t pullin that shi girl” he said whilst jumping on you pinning you to the floor, you kept the barrel of the gun to his chest but he knew you wouldn’t pull it. You knew you wouldn’t too 

He lifted your chin off your chest with his own weapon 

“You so fine, miles don’t deserve yo pretty ass”

And in that moment you heard a motorcycle almost a minute away

So he left, and in the snap of a finger sidat was gone

And you shivered on the floor preparing your words for when miles found you. Tears ruining your pretty mascara 

“Lo siento, cariño, lo siento, salí y me emborraché y pensé que si bebía no tendría que pensar en nada y..” (I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry I went out and got drunk and I thought if I drank I wouldn’t have to think about anything and I..)

“Come on hermosa, I’m so sorry” you saw a tear forming a the bottom of his eyes and you knew if he wasn’t slightly drunk he probably wouldn’t be crying right now 

He picked you up and sat you on his motorcycle. Going straight home

Timeskip: At home

“And yeah, that’s what happened. He vanished as soon as you pulled up.” You said through tears and hiccups 

Miles tried his hardest to comfort you. He took your clothes off slowly trying not to trigger anything inside of you and wrapped you in the satin robe he got you for valentines. He took you into the bathroom and ran you a bath while rubbing a soapy rag along your body. His eyebrows indicating his regret. He made you hot camomile tea just like how his mom taught him, and he slid your bonnet on your braids freshly oiled for bed while he played your favorite, frank ocean

“It’s my fault” you heard him sigh

“No baby it wasn’t your fault, It wasn’t any of ours I’m not too shaken anyways I promise”

“But I should have been checking your texts, just like you always tell me too…” and he buried his head into your breasts trying to hold back drunk tears, and sooner or later you were being showered with kisses. His breath smelled like liquor but you didn’t care. He made sure that night while you both slept he was directly behind you. Never letting go of your hip 

“Care for you still and I will, forever” miles sleepily sang the lyrics of white Ferrari, and you’d wonder if he knew what he sang, or the impact it made in your head. It almost felt like he could only love you this deeply when he was drunk. Maybe he just felt this way the whole time

And through every kiss he apologized, because sober or not it pained him so much someone besides him had hurt you, purposely. The music filled your room and leaked out your shared window freezing time, and all you could do was stare at the boy you loved in awe

Because you never thought he could love someone so deeply 

#miles morales #miles morales x reader #across the spider verse spoilers #across the spiderverse #spiderpunk x reader #hobie brown x reader #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #y2k aesthetic #fashion #frank ocean #miguel o'hara #Spotify

[zer0pm]

Imagine Luis working another late night in the lab. Missing him dearly, you decide to surprise him.

Shout out to @fortune-fool02 for not only the idea but being an inspiration to the Luis Serra/RE fandom~

“Lo siento, mi amor. I won’t be able to join you tonight for dinner… again.”

A knowing frown forms on your face. It was a good thing that Luis couldn’t see you over the phone, it wouldn’t do to make him feel even more guilty than he already does with just your expression. All the more reason for you to pick up the pace in your stride.

“Saddler’s really making you work, huh?” you tried to alleviate the evident guilt in his voice by subtly reminding him why his work is so important.

Luis takes the bait with a tired sigh, “Any weaknesses I can uncover studying these… parasites- is another step towards a cure.”

You pointedly add, “And that cure can save a lot of lives.”

He pauses, considering his next words carefully. “¿Estás enfadada conmigo?” he gently asks.

A small chuckle bubbles softly inside you at how innocent and wary he sounded, like a child ready with an apology if he were to be duly scolded.

As reassuring as you can muster, you answer, “No, babe. I’m not mad. What you’re doing- it’s very important.”

“You’re very important, my love.” he stresses, “More important to me than anything in the world.” The way he says things like this without a single stutter always makes your heart quicken.

The two of you have had this discussion many times. Since his recruitment, Luis has been buried in work researching the plaga that has been infecting the locals. He wanted to do some real good with his knowledge and skills, starting with the people from the village where he was born and raised. It was worse off than either of you could have imagined and Luis spent most of his nights lately in the lab.

He would call you every time to keep you posted of his progress, ask how your day went, and engage in small chatter- always including with him telling you how much he loves you and that he can’t wait to see your face. Then he would report after that he will be home much later than he planned. You wouldn’t see him again until the next morning when you are awake and wrapped snug in his arms.

Luis is always sound asleep by the time and even though he looked peaceful, you’ve seen by the heavy bags under his closed eyes how truly drained he’s been. It is those times that you’d wish that you could stay in bed and simply be with him, be there for him when he rises from his much deserved slumber. However, you have your own job to do and regretfully have to separate from him. Before you leave, you always leave him some breakfast for him to heat up, stuff to make his morning/afternoon coffee, and small sticky notes around the home for him to read once he’s up and about and has to return to the lab. The notes would say stuff like you’re proud of him, he’s going to have a great day, how effortlessly handsome he is, or inspirational quotes from Don Quixote (those are his favorite).

The small gestures and the chats over the phone help the days go by, and awhile you two care for one another deeply, these things can only go so far. You long to have proper quality time with Luis, you long to actually feel his arms the moment he wraps them around you and pulls you tight against him, you long to hear and feel the warmth of his teasing jokes and affectionate praises upon the shell of your ear instead of over the static of a phone. You long to kiss him, to be engulfed by his passion reserved only for you.

“I miss you.” you admit without thinking, it was only the most natural thing to say.

You hear him sigh heavily on the other line. At first, you were worried that you may have dampened his spirits, but the way his breath sounded, he seemed relieved.

“And I you, corazon.” Luis reciprocates, you can imagine his soft smile in his words. “I promise- when I see you, I will make it up to you.”

Looking up to see where you are now, a smile of your own turns up your cheeks in bated excitement. “I’ll hold you to that, handsome. See you soon.”

“Ciao, baby.” You hear him send a kiss followed by an affirmative blip.

After tucking your cell away, you walk down the long hall until you’re in front of a set of double doors. Left completely ajar. You peek inside, medical equipment and specimens filled the tables and shelves, computers beeped away processing code you couldn’t make heads or tails of. All very important and sensitive stuff you’re certain, but what you were really looking for was hunched over a microscope.

Luis tied hair back in a messy bun. You made a mental note to ask him to wear it like that more often as you approached. The man seemed unaware of his surroundings as he didn’t hear you approach him from behind and nearly jumped out of his seat when your arms snaked around his front.

“Surprise!”

At the sound of your voice, Luis relaxed for only a split second before realization hit him and he spins out of his chair to behold you in amazement.

He beams with a wide smile, “¡Mi corazon! What are you doing here?”

You roll your eyes before returning his grin, “Isn’t it obvious? I came to see y-”

You’re cut off by his lips pressing against yours and the pit in your heart was set alight. The feel of his tongue dipping to seek yours made you weak in the knees and you instinctively sling your arms around his neck, releasing his hair from the elastic band to allow your fingers to run through them. It felt amazing to touch him again, to be close to him and want nothing more but to be closer. The familiar warmth in his kiss swells inside in wonderful, passionate flutters. Like everything he’s felt for you these past lonely nights but could not express from a distance finally poured over into this fervent promise of affection.

It was only when you two needed air did you finally pull away, but you didn’t go far, Luis kept you close in his arms. “Did I come at a bad time?” you asked, there was a bit of coyness, but genuinely you wanted to be sure you were not impeding on his time. You just wanted to see him, even if it was for a little bit.

The Spaniard shakes his head. “Nada. Not at all. I was just thinking that I needed a break. And an opportunity presented themselves to me in the best possible way.” His hands roam along the small of your back before squeezing your hips affectionately. A small, pleased sigh escapes you and Luis merely smiles at your responses, his grey eyes appraising you with deep adoration.

He leans over to whisper low into your ear, “Te extrañé tanto.”

Taking his cheek into your head, you meet his gaze, “I’ve missed you too.” It was your turn to lean now as you began peppering his strong, stubbled jaw with nips and kisses, you can feel the hum of a groan catch in his throat when your lips tease a particularly sensitive pulse. It took everything in you to pull away from him and his embrace and you swear you can almost hear him moan softly in protest of losing your warmth.

You stare at him with a sly smile, “Didn’t you say that you’d make it up to me the next time you see me?”

Luis lifts his brow in amusement before sharing in your playful banter with a grin of his own. “Of course, how could I ever forget such a thing?” He steps away from you, pulling a set of keys from his white lab coat as he moves towards the double doors. “Just give me a moment to lock up the lab.”

You cross your arms, anticipation scratching inside like a match ready to light. “Thought you’re still working.”

“Mi amor,” a lopsided grin appears on his lips as he spoke, making eye contact with you as he closes the steel doors. “I didn’t say that we were leaving.”

The doors lock with a definitive click, giving the both of you the privacy for Luis to indulge in his much needed breaktime to the absolute fullest.

#luis serra #luis serra navarro #resident evil 4 #luis serra imagine #luis serra x reader #re4 luis #re4 remake #resident evil imagines #my writing #gender neutral reader #zer0pm imagine #imagine request #something sweet and fluffy #resident evil 4 remake #resident evil x reader

[818-jadelvr]

Hurt

jb5xf!pen latina! reader

summary: Jude gets hurt in one of his matches and y/n can’t help but worry. (we’re gonna say he got hurt in the most recent one against Sevilla, and it was Ramos that hurt him!)

Warnings: Spanish (words will be translated)

Genre: Fluff (I don’t write smut, as I am horrifyingly horrible at it, but I’ll repost some fics that include smut!!)

a/n: I know that the Sevilla match isn’t the most recent anymore because they played today. BUT I started this on Sunday so during that time it was the most recent one.

Ay dios mío (oh my god). You thought to yourself, you were currently in the stands watching your boyfriend play against Sevilla. It was going ok for the most part they were tied 1-1. That was until Jude was trying to get the ball from a former Real Madrid player, Sergio Ramos. As Jude was trying to get the ball Ramos accidentally stepped on his ankle, Jude fell in pain holding his foot, everyone saw this Vini immediately went to his aid, “Estas bien?” (are you ok) “No.” That’s what you imagined happened because as soon as that one word left Jude’s mouth Vini told the Referee, and the referee called for the doctors. (a/n: idfk what they’re called)

After the doctors came they took him to where Carlo was sitting with the rest of the subs. You rushed to him, “ay mi amor, are you okay?” (oh my love..a/n: that sounds so stupid in english.) “Not really, it hurts but I feel okay at the same time.” he chuckles “ok, once the game ends we’re going straight home.” you say sternly. “ok babe” as he finishes his sentence he gives you a quick kiss and turns back to watch the rest of his game and watches Modrić take his place.

The game ends about 20 minutes later and Ramos comes rushing to Jude “Mira, lo siento es que cuando juego me pongo competitivo y a veces se me olvida que puedo lastimar a otros jugadores, pero para tú edad eres un buen jugador.” he says with a very sorry look on his face, you understand him perfectly while Jude on the other hand looks confused (Look, I’m sorry it’s just that when I’m on the field I get super competitive and I forget that I can hurt other players, but you know for your age your a great player.)

“What’d he say?” he asks, and you chuckle “He just said that he was sorry and that you’re a great player for your age!” you say “ohhh, uhm Gracias!” he says in the best Spanish he can, Sergio laughs a bit “No problem man! I hope you feel better and it was nice meeting you” he says walking away “He was lowkey nice” Jude says “Righttt, he looks mean. you say agreeing “Literallyyy!!”

On the drive home Jude was quiet. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” you ask rubbing his thigh in a comforting manner “Nothing just wish I could’ve done better, I mean it ended in a tie. If I was on the field I’m sure I could’ve scored another one!” he exclaims looking disappointed “You did everything you could and gave it your all. Don’t ever think that you didn’t do good enough or that you could’ve been better. You tried, and that is all that matters ok amor?” (love)

You guys get home about 5 minutes later. You get out of the car to help Jude get to the door. “I got it darling, don’t need your help right now” he says trying to get the stress of him falling and hurting himself again off your back, as he could sense how tense you were. “You say that and then you end up falling again.” You say annoyed that he’s not letting you help him “Hey! Don’t say that your gonna jinx it! Go knock on wood.” He says and you know he means it so once you get to the door you knock on it “There.” you say

You guys enter and you help him up the stairs and into the bathroom so he can shower after all that sweating he did on the field (an: I had sm trouble wording that shit and that’s what I ended up with. straight shit. kms.) after a few minutes you walk back into the bathroom with grey sweats and a tank top for him, although he usually doesn’t wear a shirt around the house but you put it there just in case. “hey, I left you your clothes on the counter, when your dressed call me so I can help you down, ok?” you say as you were leaving because it was getting too hot in there. “ok babe! I will” he says

A good 5 minutes go by and you hear Jude calling you “BABE!!” You rush upstairs to your shared room and see Jude sitting on the bed “que paso?” (what happened) “nothing you told me to call you when I was ready so you could take me downstairs..remember??” he says giving you a ‘how could you forget’ look “oh, yea sorry my bad I was making lunch” you say walking towards him, he gets up from the bed and you take his hand helping him walk “you ok?” you ask concerned “yes love I’m fine. Y’know you’re taking this injury worse than I am, and I’M the on who’s hurt.” he says with a humored expression. As he says that you guys finished walking down the stairs and made your way over to the couch.

You Sigh, “I know I know. It’s just I don’t want to end up having arthritis by the time you’re 25.” you say with yet another worried face “Honestly love, I feel fine!” he says TRYING to reassure you once again. (a/n: I’m not tryna write a whole lot so TIME SKIP🙈🥰)

it was around 10:15 pm and Jude was now laying in bed and you were in the bathroom getting ready for bed. You hear him trying to get up and he winces “You ok?” you ask once again for like 378th time that day “Yes angel I’m fine I just put pressure on it by accident” he says reassuring you ONCE AGAIN for the billionth time.

10 minutes later you’re in bed “Como te sientes mi amor?” (how do you feel my love) “No idea what you just said but it sounded hot.” he says smirking at you “ay dios mío, I asked how you were feeling Jude.” (oh my god) “oh my god love! How many times do I have to repeat my self! I feel fine, please stop worrying about me” he says trying to calm your nerves about his injury “Don’t give me that bullshit Jude Bellingham. I worry about you every time you’re on the fucking field. You’re gonna be 23 in the body of a 70 year old if you’re not careful. I don’t want you to end up like my grandma.” You say getting frustrated, he on the other hand chuckles.

“Your grandma?” he asks amused “YES, my grandma you know that woman canNOT sit down without complaining about her damn knee.” you say sternly still not finding what was so funny about what you were saying. “I can’t promise it won’t happen again but I can promise that’ll be more careful from now on.” he says placing a kiss on your shoulder as you both were now laying on your side, your back to his chest, and his back to the back wall. Your crane your neck to face him “Thank you” You say simply, his reassurance to being more careful on the field was the one thing that relieved you throughout the whole day. You could sleep in peace now.

And that’s exactly what happened you fell asleep in his arms (kinda) without having to worry as much. You definitely woke up more relaxed in the morning!!

OH YUP DEFINITELY ATE THIS LIL ONEEEEEE (not really. if you have any comments on my writing pls criticize me!! but be nice abt it tho cuz like I’ll cry.) ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS ONEEEEE🔥🔥🔥🔥🌚🌝

#hey jude #jb5 #jude bellingham #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham x hispanic reader #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #judebellingham #818 jadelvr

[lonewolfy45]

Engagement

Note : *I have a shit ton of Damian Priest fanfictions to publish, so be ready!* 

Summary : The reader and Damian Priest have been dating for a while now but what happens when he takes the relationship between you guys a bit further

Warning (s) : Romance and some cussing

Your name (Y/N)

Word count : 664

Translations : Vamos ( Come on ), Lo siento ( I'm sorry ), Mi amor ( My love ), Gracias ( Thank you ), Vamonos ( Let's go ), Sì ( Yes ), Te amo ( I love you ), También ( Too )

Tag list : @wwelovergirl @sassymox @adriennegabriella @judgementdaysunshine @mysticvampyre @romanthereigns @damiansgoodgirll @damianpriesthills

I was sitting on a crate anxiously waiting for my boyfriend Damien Priest to come out of his locker room. "Hurry up, Damian." I said to myself before grabbing my phone and checking the time. "Fuck only 5 minutes left." I said to myself once again and with that I hopped off the crate and opened the door. Once I was inside his room, I walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Vamos Damian." I yelled quietly, trying to get his attention, which I obviously did because the door quickly opened, and there stood Damian.

"Lo siento mi amor, this gear just takes a while to put on." Damian said, leaning down and kissing my forehead. "It's fine, but we got to go. Our match is like in 3 minutes." I replied, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the gorilla. After a few seconds of fast walking and dragging Damian behind me, we finally made it to the gorilla. I quickly put my hand out and grabbed the door knob slightly, opening it, but once I did, Damian put his hand on top of mine, causing me to give him a confused look. "Let me open the door for you." He said before smirking and moving my hand out of the way and grabbing the door and opening it for me like he said he would. "Gracias, babe." I said, walking through the door with him following right behind me. "Damian Y/N, you're on now." One of the backstage workers said, and with that me and Damian walked through the curtain to the arena.

Once we got to the arena, I instantly felt overwhelmed by how the arena was full of fans. "Y/N, you will be okay, Mi amor." Damian said, trying to calm me down with his sweet words. I smile slightly, causing him to smile as well. "vamonos." I said, and with that, we took off down the ramp and towards the ring. Once we made it to the ring, Damian walked up the steps and walked across the apron, and sat on the middle rope, letting me get into the ring. Once I got into the ring, I quickly got into my corner and got ready for the bell to ring, and once it did, I took off after Becky Lynch quickly punching her in the face and quickly hitting her with the south of heaven before running over to Damian and tagging him in while Becky did the same thing.

Damian quickly went after Seth Rollins, hitting him with clotheslines after clothesline before grabbing him and hitting him with a south of heaven and quickly pinning him. The bell rang, and our music hit. I quickly got into the ring again and jumped into Damians arms. "We did it, babe." I said excitedly, causing him to smile. "Yes, we did, Mrs Priest." He replied, causing me to look at him confused. "Mrs Priest?" I asked. "Sì." He replied before putting me back down on the ground and pulling something out of his pocket, and without any hesitation, he dropped to one knee and opened the box. "Y/N, will you marry me?"

He asked with hope in his eyes. "Sì." I replied, causing him to get up and put the ring on my finger. "Te amo." I said, hugging him. Which obviously caused him to hug me back. "Te amo también ." Damian said before connecting his lips with mine in a passionate kiss. After a few minutes of kissing, I finally pulled away and grabbed his hand, getting out of the ring, and with that, we headed up to the gorilla so that we could celebrate.

#damian priest #archer of infamy #south of heaven #wwe #luis martinez #damian priest x reader #damian priest smut #damian priest imagine

[dj-simp]

⭐️Incorrect Quotes P.2⭐️

*throws this at you and runs away*

also yes i headcanon roxy to be latina. what r u gonna do about it

Anyways sorry for not being active. That Will Change. probably.

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Roxy, to Y/N: You're starting to forget your Spanish. You don't practice. Y/N: Lo siento. Estoy embarazada. Roxy: You just told me you're pregnant. Freddy: Congratulations Y/N, you're glowing! - Y/N to the Glamrocks: Okay everyone! Do you guys see this paper? Well there’s nothing on it yet but there will be - *Y/N, Freddy, and Gregory all in a car* Y/N: Did you know that even with seatbelts people die all the time in car crashes? I thought that was interesting Freddy: why would you say that

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Moon: I’m basically normal if you really don’t think about it

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Glitchtrap to Y/N: Don’t listen to them babe just keep opening more tabs in your browser

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Sun: Let’s do our secret handshake! *kisses Y/N on the lips*

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Child: Why does Mx. Y/N call you baby girl?

Daycare Attendant: how about we stop talking for a while

#not headcanons #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf reader insert #fnaf x reader #security breach x reader #roxanne wolf x reader #glamrock freddy x reader #glitchtrap x reader #fnaf sun x reader #fnaf moon x reader #daycare attendant x reader #roxanne wolf #glamrock freddy #fnaf gregory #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #glitchtrap #incorrect quotes #fnaf incorrect quotes

[scarletevening]

boiling blood makes caramel [ miguel o’hara ]

shoutout to the poll voters, this is for you babes

cw: suggestive, angry/stressed miguel, gn!reader is also his fiancée, slight gore [ blood, but sexy, yk? ], foul language

Never did Miguel come home so restless, so pissed he felt like he could snap a man [ a very specific mans ] spine. It wasn’t a side that he wanted to show his cute little fiancée, the adorable figure that made that anger turn into a different kind of passion. And who was he to resist when you had your back turned to him, hair pulled away, revealing your adorable nape, smooth, supple, and so delectable? His steps were quiet, trying not to disturb your peaceful figure as you carefully mixed your afternoon coffee, humming that cute little tune with your cute little voice. 

God, you had him fucking addicted to you, and you didn’t even know it.

You lazily spun you spoon in your mug, thoughts scattered, but always drawing back to one topic, “Miguel...” You whisper mindlessly, oblivious to devil behind you back you just frightened. 

“You must love to speak of the devil,“ His voice ranging in your head as his tongue traced your earlobe, his coy tone making you weaken to his presence.  His arms tightly wrapping around you waist, giving you no escape, not that you particularly wanted one. 

“Miguel!“ You whisper in surprise, stammering to find something to say. He smirks, hands delicately tracing your figure as if they don’t already have it memorized. He lets his lips curl into a sly smile against your supple flesh, his tongue still tracing the folds of your ear, slowly dragging down your neck. He hums, enjoying the way you tremble, your body unable to expect his next move. 

His hands teasingly slipped under your loose top, rather his, gently caressing your warm skin, putting no effort into preventing his sharpened claws from leaving such a provocative trail, your body rising with goosebumps, the familiar feeling of boiling blood running up your spine, filling your pretty little head with lust. And as his hands rose, the intoxication of desire became unbearable, in combination to the way his fingers flicked, twisted, and pulled your blushing nipples, teasing your skin as his tongue swirled circles, his lips following suit in sharp kisses.

“Ai, lo siento, Cariño,“ Miguel’s voice turns into white noise to your depraved mind, forgetting the coffee that warmed your shaking palms, all to let out lewd noises at the numbing sensation of his fangs, gently sinking into your neck. 

He savors your blood, letting the ruby fluid turn to caramel on his tongue, his teeth providing salacious holes on your neck, an open feed for his greedy lips, his carnal desire to devour you overtaking his rationality. 

His voice was muffled, his erotic whispers melting into moans at the taste of your hot blood. His arms firmly held you weakening body against his, feeling as your body surrendering to his gentle venom. Miguel’s yearning was more than tangible, his sultry voice echoing in your adorably delirious head,

“¿Demasiado, Paloma?”

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this was so hard to type w/o my index finger omg, i cut that hoe open n this is my punishment, but anything for miggy ❤︎❤︎

translation

1. Ah, I’m sorry, Sweetheart, 2. Too much, Dove?

also r.i.p to native speakers have mercy on my ass spanish.

directory

#shoutout to Strawberry Miguel O'Hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #atsv miguel #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #SUGGESTIVE WONN HELL YEAH #suggestive #shout out to the poll baes #miguel o'hara smut #ao3 #ao3 writer #ao3 author #drabble #teaser #I ❤︎ his fangs

[women-are-hot]

can i ask the reader to play a prank on Alexia not wearing the engagement ring

Unexpected events

Note: finally wrote something. feels like years doesn’t it?!?!

Warnings: bits of angst, but mostly fluff. i still can’t spainish and i’m bad at making endings :(

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You thought it would be great idea to prank your wife Alexia on tiktok video, since she always has such a funny reaction. 

Maybe she would be a little pissed, but in the end, she will come around.

Your maybe a little bit evil idea is that you will not be wearing your engagement ring and see how she will react to it. 

You set up your phone behind some things, but still made sure that the two of you could be seen by the camera. Then you took off your engagement ring and gently laid it down in your drawer.

Then you heard the door open and slightly smiled to yourself. Ready, set, action…

“I’m home, hermosa” Alexia yelled.

“I’m in the living room, babe” you yelled back.

Your wife then walked into the room and came up behind you, putting her arms around your waist.

“Hola mi amor” she whispered in your ear as she kissed your cheek, making you blush like a little teenage girl that just had the tiniest eye-contact with your crush in high school.

“Did you have a good day?” you asked, turning around in her arms.

“Si, si, si. We played this fun game in training and Patri and I were killing it, then we…” 

Just as she had started rambling about her day, she stopped. You had taken your hand up as you had to put your hair behind your ear and then Alexia had spotted your hand. Without your engagement ring.

She took your hand in hers, trying to see if she had seen wrong, but she didn’t. You weren’t wearing your engagement ring.

“Where’s your engagement ring?” she asked, gently putting your hand down again.

“Uhm… What are you talking about, babe?” you questioned. 

“Por qué no tienes puesto tu anillo de compromiso?” (Why don't you have your engagement ring on?) she asked once again, this time in spanish.

“It’s not what it looks like” you answered, holding in your laughter, because you think you just was a bit too dramatic right there.

“What do you mean by that? No soy ciego!” (I’m not blind) Alexia said as she pushed you off and threw her hands in frustration.

“I know you’re not blind-” -”Engagement ring!?! Dónde está tu anillo de compromiso?” (Where’s your engagement ring?) she asked, raising her voice.

“Don’t you trust me?” you yelled, since it would be funny to see her reaction.

“¿Qué? Por supuesto que confío en ti. Solo quiero saber dónde está tu anillo de compromiso” (What? Of course I trust you. I just want to know where your engagement ring is) Alexia said, trying to calm both of you down.

You then shook your head dramatically and walked towards your phone, ready to show her the camera.

“Mi amor… I didn’t mean it like that” Alexia explained, following you and then backing up as you put your phone in her face.

“PRANK” you yelled, making Alexia give you the ‘i’ll rip that little head of yours off you’ look.

“Hablas en serio en este momento?” (Are you serious right now?) she asked with her confused, but adorable face.

“Never been more serious” you answered as you laughed like crazy and then ended the video, throwing it on the couch. You immediately got over to hug your wife tight.

“Lo siento. I thought it would be fun” you added as you looked up at her.

“No no no” Alexia said, putting her hands over her face in embarrassment. 

“I’m sorry” you said once again.

“Whatever. I guess I just have to show you not to do it again” Alexia replied and kissed your neck.

“Alexia!” you said as you knew what this led to. Tickling war.

Before she could start tickling you, you ran for your life.

“Vuelve aquí ahora mismo!” (Get back here right now)

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#woso imagines #woso imagine #woso x reader #alexia putellas imagines #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #woso #gxg