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osamusriceballs · 5 months
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Kinktober Day 17 <3
Kenma x blowjobs
Warnings: NSFW, fem reader
Words: ~ 1k
Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day
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"Ahhh- slow down a bit, doll-"
His thighs clench under your fingers as he mumbles the words, and you take a deep breath through your nose as you slow down your pace. His long fingers are buried in your hair, occasionally pushing your head down and holding you in place when he's getting too close. Drool is coating your chin, your eyes watery at this point, and your throat clenches around him when he pushes too deep and makes you gag.
You look up at him, hoping not to look too much of a mess and instead somewhat hot, especially when you know that he's recording this. Kenma on the other hand knows that he doesn't need the recording to remember how you look like right now. Your lip gloss smeared on his cock, your hair no longer neatly done, but loose strands falling into your face and the straps of your bra falling down your shoulders, revealing a part of your chest seductively.
But what really makes this moment unforgettable for him, is your facial expression. He can see how much you enjoy it, see how eager you are to please him, to be his good girl- and he's certain that he's never seen a sight this hot before.
You swirl the tip of your tongue around his cock, a groan coming from the back of his throat as you keep on teasing his sensitive tip. "Just like that- you feel so good," he sounds surprisingly calm, but the way his hips slightly buck into your mouth reveal that he's everything but calm.
You groan, spit coating your chin as you bop your head and let the tip of his cock meet the back of your throat, knowing fully well that this will make you gag if you do it repeatedly, but still wanting to take as much of him into your mouth as you can. He moans, and the way you slowly increase your pace has him close his eyes for a few seconds to stay focused. "Ohh, fuck- you're way too good at this, I'm not gonna last long," his breath is rapid and shallow, his hand slightly pressing your head down just a bit more when you press your tongue flatly against the underside of his cock.
You let him use you, allowing his hands to guide your head up and down while he fucks your face. Your body feels hot, your mind dizzy from the slightest lack of oxygen, but hot desire rushes through your body at every single one of the unrestricted sounds that leave his lips.
"Gonna-" a groan leaves his lips, his mouth falling agape and his brows furrow when he holds your head in place as shoots his cum down your throat. You choke, but still try to swallow as much as you can, feeling the liquid filling up your mouth with a salty taste while he moans your name and twitches inside of your mouth. You swallow a few times around his cock until he releases a small whine, and you finally release him.
His eyes are wide while he watches how you clean his cock thoroughly, giving little kitten licks to the sensitive tip until you have all of his cum in your mouth and his cock is only glistening with your spit. A few moments pass before you finish up licking him clean and tucking him back into his pants, leaving no evidence of the sinful deeds prior. You can feel how his body tenses at every single touch of your hands, your effect on him undeniable. Kenma releases his grip on our hair, one of his hands now tilting your chin until you look up at him- and you get lost in his beautiful golden eyes.
"Come here." He suddenly gets up, his features unusual soft when he grabs your hands and helps you to get on your feet before he directs you to sit on the chair. His hand softly comes to your chin once again and rubs the spit away, a gentle smile coating his lips.
Kenma pecks your lips, shortly, a faint blush coating his cheeks now before he quickly turns around to face the multiple screens behind him. You can only see his back when he leans over the desk, the continuous clicks of the mouse and the sound of him typing on his keyboard accompanying him. The sounds you've already gotten so used to ever since he started his streamer career a few years ago and asked you to move in. "Here we go, " he mumbles when a big video finally shows up on the screen.
"It's all set up. We can start whenever you're ready." His soothing voice comes from the speaker, and you blush when you see yourself on the screen, your body only clad in the red lingerie he got for you, and Kenma, with his cat-like eyes watching you carefully with reddened cheeks as you sink to your knees in front of him and palm him through his boxers.
His body blocks the screen for a moment when he steps in front of you and rests his hands on your thighs to spread your legs. All your questions are answered when he kneels in front of you, getting comfortable on the ground before he pulls the chair closer until he's directly facing your panties. A mischievous glint sparks in his golden eyes when he looks up at you, the sounds of you sucking his cock now filling the room from the speakers behind, but you hear his next words clearly even through the noise.
"How about you relax and watch that video while I'm practicing for the next one?"
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oscarpiasstri81 · 3 months
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Confessions ★ Max Verstappen
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summary ~ max, who has always been scared to express his feelings, has a confession to make.
pairing ~ {max verstappen x female!reader}
content warnings ~ literally just fluff
a/n ~ I thought that i’ll try writing another fanfic without oscar, so my second husband max makes his debut
word count ~ 1.2k
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There were a lot of moments where Max Verstappen thought he could be in love with his girlfriend, and one moment he knew.
After working through a triple header between Austin, Mexico and Brazil, Max wanted nothing more than to be at home cuddled up with his girlfriend and two cats. Him and y/n had been together for a short amount of time, only about two months, but the connection they shared was like no other. He felt like she could read his feelings and emotions from across a room blindfolded, and it was one of the many things he admired about her. That is exactly how she knew that after coming back to Monaco from Brazil, Max just needed to unwind a relax a little.
Getting to work with her planning, she spent the day, while he was distracted by the sim race, going from store to store. She purchased ingredients for dinner, snacks, drinks, desserts, candles, and even rented an old movie from Max’s childhood to watch on the big TV. Once she felt as if her task was completed, she made her way back to her small apartment. Her plan was to set up, and lure Max over by telling him that her car wouldn’t start.
After about an hour or two, her apartment was set up for date night, and dinner was cooked and ready to be served. She prepared herself in the mirror for her best acting skills, and called Max. Thankfully, he picked up after only two rings.
“Hey schat, what’s up?” Max said into the phone. She could still hear the clicking in the background of his sim setup, and felt only a little bad to be distracting him.
“Maxie, I don’t know what’s wrong with my car, but it just won’t start. I keep turning and turning the key, and it won’t give. Can you come over and help me, please?” Dragging out the ‘please’, hoping that it would make Max come over faster; since she didn’t want dinner to get cold.
“Yeah, I’ll be over as soon as I can,” She can hear the sound of him turning his monitors off, “Just please don’t try to start the car with the garage door closed again.” He says laughing at a previous time she had almost fumigated her apartment building.
“Haha, very funny,” She said sarcastically, “Now please hurry! I have to go to the store very soon.”
After only about 10 minutes, she could hear the familiar sound of Max’s Porsche 911 GT3 RS pull up on the side of the street outside the building. Making her way outside, she tries to keep the smile off of her face, although it’s a difficult task. He obviously asks to see the car, but she tricks him by saying she brought the keys back to her apartment while she was waiting. And so the two of them make their way up the stairs, hands intertwined.
The second she opens the door, Max knew she had tricked him. A strong scent of her mother’s enchiladas verdes de pollo recipe filled the small apartments air, and a smile rose to his face. As he took a step inside, he noticed the dining table set up with the food and candles. He turned to look at her, only to see eyes staring back at him with an excited smile covering her face.
“Okay! I know I lied, but you seemed so tense after the triple header, so I thought a little date night might help?” As she spoke, she sounded a little more unsure about her plan. Nervous, almost. The two of them hadn’t had a proper date in weeks.
“Oh schatje, it’s perfect. Thank you so much.” He pulled her into a soft kiss, and placed a hand on her back to lead her towards the dining table.
As the both of them ate, the conversation flowed smoothly, talking about work, the race, their families. She hadn’t been able to attend any of the three races due to conflicts with her work schedule, so the catching up was much needed. By the time they had both finished their dinner, the loud beep of the oven indicated that dessert was finished. Digging into the small cupcakes she had made, Max pulled her into a hug in the middle of the kitchen. They danced in silence for a few moments before she pulled away from him, leaving one last peck on his lips and grabbing his hand to drag him to her bedroom.
Inside of her bedroom was the real surprise. The bed was covered in soft, comfortable blankets and fluffy pillows. On the bedside tables were his favorite snacks and drinks, obviously chilled to the perfect temperature. The TV had already been set up and paused in the opening credits of Max’s favorite movie. She dimmed the lights slightly, and ran to burry herself in the covers. Seeing his girlfriend looking so cute piled under a dozen blankets was an enticing sight, so he joined her within a millisecond.
The movie had barely even started before Max got distracted by her perfect, plump lips, focusing on planting his on them instead. Although she had hoped to be able to watch the movie, she wasn’t about to complain about Max’s attention completely on her. He broke away from the kiss to look at her in the eye.
“Thank you so much for this, mijn liefje. I don’t know how you always know exactly what I need, but this is perfect.” He gazed into her eyes for a moment longer before pulling her into another soft kiss.
“All I want is for you to be happy and relaxed, Maxie. You being either of those things means the world to me.” She responded without missing a beat, the compassionate words melting his heart. Without thinking, he spoke four words he never thought he would say so soon.
“Ik houd van jou.”
“Max, you know I don’t speak Dutch.” She said with a giggle. It took him a moment to even realize what he had said, and another few seconds to gain the confidence to say it again, this time in English.
“I… I love you.”
Now it was her turn to freeze. She knew that she loved Max, she had since the moment he first kissed her, but she never expected him to say it first. Her brief moment of shock was sending a cold sweat up his spine. Before he had the chance to try and take it back, she responded.
“I love you too, Max. So, so, so much. I hope you’ll always remember that.” And with that, she pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss, the movie now long forgotten.
At this moment, he knew he loved her, and that he always would, for the rest of his days.
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a/n ~ this one is very short, so i apologize for that. I don’t really know what to write anymore, and it is also finals weeks, so i am very tired. anyway, i hope you enjoy, despedida.
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misslauravillanueva · 4 months
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@starsinthesworld @mrskokushibo @sakuraryomen01 @innaillus @lovesickfornobody @ask-liam-and-co
You matter, you're important 🥺😊🫶🏻🪙💐💎✨
(just wanted to share 🙏🏻, you can share it to others too if you would like 👍🏻💞)
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squashberri-art · 8 months
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Sam compilation, what can I say I just Sam
This was actually me practicing doing his face so pls ignore some of the more beaten up ones
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ohworm-writes · 1 year
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▬ LOVERS ROCK PT. 1 ▬
Pairing: Jschlatt x Gn!Reader
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Minimal cursing
Synopsis: Fall is in full swing in you and your boyfriend’s shared home. So, that means some baking is in order, yes?
Word Count: 1.3k
Author’s Note: Miss me? Here’s a little something to give you a taste. I’m back.
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“So, do I do it like… this?”
You take a glance at your boyfriend from your peripheral, watching as he carefully presses his palms against the butter, shortening, flour and salt mixture in the bowl. None of the ingredients are combined as yet, mind you, not even the flour and salt, but you don’t have the heart to tell him his mistake as he gives you the softest, most concerned voice you’ve ever heard on him.
Schlatt looks over in your direction, hands stilling as he continues to wait for your response. He’s met with wide eyes and a quick nod, which is enough of an incentive as any to continue his ministrations. He gently, yet effectively, works his hands into the bowl, gripping and grabbing on to the dry ingredients and turning them over in his palms, mixing them all together as best he can. 
A smile graces your lips as you watch him work at it, the beige ingredients forming a coarse meal like texture. For now, this is exactly the step you need to be at. You wouldn’t want him to overwork the ingredients, now, would you? Placing a hand on Schlatt’s forearm, he immediately stills and, once again meeting your gaze, swipes his hands against one another to rid himself of it. 
“Okay, so now it says we need to add our water. But don’t add it all at once! It says we should go in one tablespoon at a time and mix until it’s all incorporated smoothly. It also says we need to add ice to the water which is… strange, but we still only need that half a cup. Does that make sense?”
“Nope”
“Perfect.”
Wiping your hands with a clean rag, you open the cupboard, taking out a measuring cup as you do so and adding half a cup of water, along with a few ice cubes. Schlatt takes it upon himself to walk over to the sink and clean his hands off, scrubbing extra carefully in spots where he can still feel the butter coating his hands. 
You, on the other hand, are much too preoccupied with your tasks of mixing the ice cubes around in the water to focus on what your boyfriend is doing (he’s pulling up his phone to play some music for you guys to bake to, just so you know). Glancing over at the recipe, you pour out any excess water or ice cubes that go over the one half mark and begin, very slowly, incorporating your wet ingredients with your dry. It’s not all that entertaining of a process, but you still keep full attention on what you’re doing. 
The mixture is already almost at the consistency you want it when you pour the last of the water in, save for half a teaspoon (if that) you decided you didn’t need. You transfer the blend from its previous home of a ceramic bowl to a nice, floured cutting board. The surface did need to be floured, right?
“Jay?”
“What’s up?”
“Can you read this back to me? These instructions don’t make sense.”
He’d been leaning against the sink, only a few feet away from you, when you asked for his help. He’d never say nor show it, but he really does like it when he can be of help to you. That’s only half the reason he proposed you bake something as the fall season makes itself comfortable in your home. The pumpkins and candles he so adamantly shoved into your shopping cart a few weeks back, the multitude of cooking ingredients he came home with the other day and— just the promise of being overly domestic, much like he is now, is one he’d been looking forward to.
Like now, when he presses a hand against the small of your back as he reaches over you to grab your phone. He knows the way the feeling of his icy hands make a shiver run up your spine and the way a small smile graces your stunning face with it. He knows the ins and outs of you, he does, and that’s exactly the reason he cherishes moments like these so much.
“Uhm—okay, yeah. You got flour on your hands?” A nod. “Good. Alright, so it says to fold the dough in on itself until it becomes, well—dough. ‘Til it's incorporated, at least. If it’s too dry, a lil’ more water and if it’s too sticky, a lil’ more flour. Make sense?”
You nod once more, doing what he says as the dough gets to the consistency you want it. 
“Now, ‘says you need to roll it up into a ball and half it—did we make more than we needed?”
“Maybe…? ‘Dunno, I followed the recipe to a tee, so maybe that’s just what it was goin’ for.”
“Whatever. Flatten it a ‘lil more ‘till it’s about… wait. Yeah, perfect. ‘Says we should wrap it in plastic and let it sit in the fridge for two hours at least. We can work it out afterwards.”
It doesn’t even take you five minutes to follow his directions, wrapping up the dough and playing it on an empty shelf in the fridge. Washing your hands under warm water, you let your body slump down a bit. You’ve been at this for nearly an hour already, having already finished making the filling (thank the gods).
You shake your hands dry, turning to find Schlatt, who's chosen to scroll through his own phone now instead of yours, and making your way over to him. He’s laying down on the couch in the living room, which is conveniently right next to the open kitchen you’ve become accustomed to these past few hours. He looks so comfortable as you look at him, your pace slowing in order to appreciate the sight in front of you.
In all honesty, you rarely see him like this— much less get moments like these. One of his hands is at the back of his neck, holding his head up enough so he can see the screen of his phone but also in a position where he’s comfortable and can lay back as far as he is. His entire body is placed so lazily over the cushions of the sofa with one of his legs on the couch whilst the other begins to slowly fall off the side of it. He looks ethereal. 
As you approach, he looks up from his phone up at you, and you watch as his body and posture shift slightly. Not enough, mind you, to not be in a comfortable state, but just enough so you can slot yourself against his body in a position that simply belongs. It’s akin to two puzzle pieces matching with one another, you note, as you move to lie against him.
You let your hands move to his chest, placing one under your head and the other further up, reaching toward his collarbones and neck, you note. The rest of your body falls onto his sternum and the area of the couch he moved his legs so you could lie down. He brings up a hand of his, the one that was previously behind his head, to rest on your shoulder, swiping his thumb across it every so often as you shift into a more comfortable position.
Once you find that position, your body positively melts. He’s so warm, and the couch is so comfy and the entire house smells sweet. All of it—it’s intoxicating. 
Letting out a slow, shallow breath, you breathe in deeply and allow your eyes to close, smiling.
“You know, since we have a whole two hours to wait before we can even play with the dough, so why don’t we..”
He quickly shoves his hands, which are ice cold mind you (you don’t even know how his hands got to being that cold), but with the way you jump three feet out of your skin, you can tell they are fucking cold.
God dammit. 
You’re so in love with him.
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michelleleewise · 5 months
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Hello all my dear friends!!!!!
I know I've been very veeeeery absent as of late....and for that I am sorry. Life became a hellstorm with the divorce and everything.....
BUT.....
I can officially and happily say it is over!!!! And I am regaining my footing as a single mom of three wonderful girls while searching for the person i once was 😁💚 That being said I shall be returning to the world of tumblr and tik tok very soon!!! I'm excited for this next chapter of my life and where it takes me, and thank you all for all the love and support you have given me, it means more then you know!!! 💚💚
And for all my angst lovers........PREPARE YOURSELVES......muahahahahahaha
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justsomeautistcthings · 5 months
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shokupanko · 6 months
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WAAAA GO PAN YOU CAN DO IT!! FILL YOUR BAKERY WITH CUTE CUTE DOODLES !!!!!! :D
I LOVE YOU!! (இ﹏இ`。) Today is Flower Friday :D
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liliacamethyst · 5 months
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first off!!! web of redemptions is AMAZING i don’t think I’ve ever felt this intense reading an angst fic, it was so gooood i keep going back to read it (despite how pissed i am at lyla and mel) secondddd if you plan on doing the next chapter, would you consider posting a sneak peek? I’d love to see it!!
YESSS! sneak peek will be posted on Sunday🕸️🪢
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car-goes-brrr · 3 months
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Man I’m going insane over the sheer amount of Phoenix references when referring to Vergil. And the fact that a demons name is the source of its power and ,as far as I remember, there is not a single mention of Vergil’s name throughout the entirety of DMC5 until Urizen and V merge. One of the first things we hear is Dante stating Vergil’s name loud and clear. And yes, V does say Vergil’s name, however as the audience, we do not actually hear him say it. He truly was the reclaimer of his name 😭😭😭
(Makes me super upset tho that they put their entire capcomussy into writing Vergil but couldn’t write any of the female characters better)
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chaoticevilcult · 21 days
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coming off tumblr for a while, beloved mutuals have a way to contact me if they wanna <3
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velbons · 8 months
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quiet guys, its part of the knighting ceremony
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(edit: I was so excited I forgot to sign it💀)
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chaostudee · 2 years
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kiss the girl- j.m
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pairing : jj maybank x female reader summary : after finally coming to terms with his obessesion pope and john b urge him to just "kiss the girl" words : 2.1k warnings : none? a/n : first post on here, pls be kind. wanted to start off with my bby boy <3 feedback would be appreciated.
there was no doubt about the fact that jj maybank was head over heels for you. everyone knew it as he hadn't chosen to disguise his infatuation for you. the only person who was actually oblivious to this was you which seemed ludicrous to say the least since jj was practically drooling anytime he was in a close enough proximity to you.
over the course of the past two months you had been racing through his mind, truthfully the only thing on his mind.
at first when he felt the impulse to touch your hand or to feel his lips against yours he was disgusted in himself. not that having the chance in doing so would repulse him it was just that having known you since you were kids such thoughts didn't seem appropiate to even discuss with himself let alone with you. you were his best friend and he wouldn't want anything the destroy that. he wouldn't let anything destroy that. so keeping his feelings at bay seemed like the chosen option that would be beneficial to him in the long-term.
"dude you are so whipped" john b said as he tied the boat to the dock, struggling to tie a knot in the rope. up until he spoke jj hadn't been focusing on john b or pope nor their presence. his concern was elsewhere where you stood alongside kiara and sarah. he smiled to himself as the corners your mouth perked up at something one of the girls had said.
it wasn't just your smile that enticed him further but the way you held yourself, your hand laying by your side, presenting jj with the urge to do nothing more than to feel his fingers in yours.
"dude shut up so are you" jj scoffed as he turns back to the boys , running a hand through his dirty blonde hair before taking his cap and placing it on top of his fluffy mop sending a smirk over to john b. john b swiped his tongue to the corner of his mouth knowing that he could not further argue with that statement.
"he got you there man" pope chuckled as he came to rest his hand on the back of jj's back in approval.
john b had finally tied the boat to the key with much effort and to feed his satisfaction into his accomplishment he decided to pull out a beer from the cooler. thanks to jj the cooler was always full.
for July in the outer banks it was far more humid and the air much too dry than anticipated meaning that most days were spent lingering by the swamp. the only place where the air held some amount of moistness and the water cool against one's skin.
"so how are things with you and sarah?" pope asks to divert himself from the exclusion that he had tumbled into from the two boys. it wasn't that he was particularly interested in his response because by the looks of it john b was much alike jj. in love.
lowering the glass bottle from his lips john b flashes a small smile, staring off into the far distance. the smile that he showed was one that had been buried deep since the disappearance of his father. now it had come back there was a thesis that it was all sarah's doing. pope was glad of this and at that moment in time he knew that this girl was good for him and he good for her.
"i don't know man i think i love her" he pauses as he turns to look over at sarah, her blonde hair flying in the soft breeze, "she's just.....-".
"everything" jj blurts out as he too turns over to look at the girls. pope eyes jj up and down with his arms folded across his chest.
"yeah". john b agrees with this with a nod before taking another sip .
"guys are you hearing yourselves right now?" pope scoffs to himself as he watches the two practically transfixed with the two girls. sure he had a certain amount of liking towards kiara but at least he chose to be discrete about it.
"if you don't do something about your thing with y/n jj i swear to god-" pope warns jj and it seems that he is serious that he will be the one to confess jj's intimate feelings.
in surrender jj sets down his beer on the edge of the boat and raises his hands in the air. "fine, fine i'll do it tonight" he says, lowering his hands and once again picking up his beer he spots pope rather flabbergasted with his response, john b also.
"is that okay with you?" jj confirms with a smirk knowing that he had truly outsmarted pope which was shocking enough. pope just nods in agreement.
john b laughs to himself for a moment at pope's face of utter shock. it is not long before the three break out into bursts of laughter until they are joined by a few familiar faces. it seemed that the girls were bored without their male companionship.
the three girls boarded the boat, first sarah followed by kiara then you. now that six people resided on the watercraft it had started to become cramped. therefore sarah makes her way over to address her boyfriend.
"hey boys" sarah greeted with a small wave at jj and pope before landing a peck on john b's cheek leaving him "all starry-eyed and shit" according to jj.
jj had barely acknowledged sarah once he spotted you in a close proximity. there you stood your arm linked in kie's as you were in conversation with pope who was seemingly throwing eyes at her.
feeling rather rejected from the whole debacle you turn to see jj fiddling with the rings on his fingers, the numerous rings. just as he looks up he meets your eyes and you smile warmly at him. it was only a matter of seconds before he felt his heart rate increase and his mood escalate.
"hey y/n" jj says lifting up his hand to wave but it just lingers in the air for a moment as he realizes how cheesy it is. once that awkward tension had disintegrated a blush flashed upon his cheeks.
"okay you got to admit that was cute as fuck" kiara whispers into your ear and you could do nothing but agree with her. the golden boy could be indeed classified as cute.
truth be told now that you think about it there was something different that radiated off the maybank boy. it was something that you couldn't quite place your finger on.
deciding to allow jj the pleasure of being in your company you pull yourself from kiara's grasp, leaving her alone with pope. beside him there was an unoccupied space at the foot of the boat so you join him there.
"hey j" you say turning to him only to notice that his cheeks are still tarnished red. "hey" he replies, his voice coming out croaky. slowly pulling the beer bottle from his grasp you take a swig yourself before returning it back to him.
when you pushed it back in his direction for a sliver of a second your finger grazed against his own making you all warm and fuzzy inside, definitely something different that you would feel for him. out of impulse you pull your hand away quickly hoping that he didn't notice but that was near impossible since he had now engraved that moment in his mind.
"how are you?" he asks completely brushing off what had just occurred. you liked this in him, his ability to play it cool and seem so laid-back even though he lacked to show this earlier with that god awful wave. but it was cute.
"i'm good" you nod to yourself once again taking the bottle from him, keeping your hand far away enough from his own.
"you?" you ask. normally the conversation wouldn't be so dry or awkward but it was something that hung in the air, something left unsaid that triggered this.
sarah now came sauntering over, her own beer in hand, empty. "you guys wanna play spin the bottle?". you shrug and turn to jj to see his response. his heart, now pounding faster in his chest is telling him to say yes in the chance that it might happen. that he just might be able to kiss you even if its just for a stupid game.
"sure" jj nods getting up from his position, offering a hand to you. setting down the glass bottle you take his hand once again that feeling arises but this time you accept it and even perhaps enjoy it.
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"okay so who wants to go first?" kiara asks rubbing her hands excitedly with one another. you wonder why she has such interest in this but then you remember all the flirtatious comments that pope had sent her way, and she didn't seem to dislike them.
the six of you sat in a circle around the infamous beer bottle in the middle that had once shared your lips and jj's. that idea left you to think to yourself....would jj kissing you be so bad?
each of you turn to look at one another waiting on somebody to volunteer their contribution. "i'll go" jj says his hand hovering over the glass in case someone else would allow him leave. his eyes went around the group yet no one gave in but you did notice john b grin widely at jj. strange.
with one flick of his wrist it starts spinning and the group anticipates the outcome. as it comes to a slow it finally comes to rest at your feet.
there is an awkward silence as you keep your eye contact with the ground rather than having to look him in the eye. its not that you don't want to kiss him per say but he's your friend and if you do this will it ever be the same? will you ever the feel the same? but honestly you don't have much of a choice.
slowly but surely you raise your eye line upwards to meet his. normally a situation like this would be nerve-wracking anyways but along with your friends as an audience it was on a whole other level. you now had the pressure of meeting not only meeting his standards but also that of the others.
"come on man kiss the girl" pope urges jj as it is clear that he is growing impatient, voicing the others' thoughts as well. jj gives pope a look as he is clearly planning to do just that.
jj moves closer towards you so now that the circle has become deformed. at this moment in time your hands begin to sweat, now all clammy, your cheeks are heated although luckily enough the sun has just set so it would be unlikely for anyone to notice.
jj, now closer than before leaves just an inch between his lips and your own. "are you sure?" he whispers, his warm breath fanning your face. it smells nice almost like vanilla.
someone coughs and you are now suddenly aware of the others and how awkward it all is.
you don't even answer his question, you don't need to. you move closer presenting him the opportunity to place his lips on yours, its not long before he grasps this moment. he sets his lips upon yours and then it happens, the feeling. its like the first spark hitting a bark of wood and its new and exciting and its all you could ever wish for. allowing yourself to sink deeper into the kiss just reminds you that it has toe end but his hand holding your chin makes up for it. he holds it like his most prized possession. you thought it would be weird but during this moment you wanted nothing more than to stay like this, but sooner or later reality punches back.
it is him who pulls away first which disappoints you but due to his expression you can tell that he is pleased with himself and what you had both just experienced. a tender kiss with your best friend. no, a tender kiss with someone whom you would not like to regard as your "friend" but something more?
"ya'll need to get a room" kiara says leaning back so that her back hits the edge of the boat. "i second that" pope says and john b and sarah both nod.
you laugh it off uncomfortably, jj the same. honestly you decided to drown out what the others were saying after that, knowing it was just going to be dirty ass jokes. all you really wanted to do was experience that feeling again with him, with jj. you wanted him, not as a friend. admitting it to yourself was the first step. jj maybank had made an impression on you and judging by the way his sapphire eyes latched onto yours he would be doing far much more than that.
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edsbacktattoo · 1 year
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Do I...Do I DARE inquire about your "This is who I am, Stede" meta?
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I THINK I DO DARE 💀
oiugghh. Jodi. you may regret this. in fact, i might regret this. here’s a screenshot of the post and DONT SAY I DIDNT WARN YOU!!!!
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marauderswolf22 · 11 months
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Sirius: *works out* Remus: oh, so you also heard that stretching helps in growing higher? Sirius: don't worry about it dear, but if you would do that the ceiling would not survive it
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fuckthosebitchess · 10 months
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It thought of @bennycake instantly.
By the way i am not Italian at all, i just saw this on Twitter x).
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