#they are so gentle with her with her and it melts my heart

[rafemotherfuckingcameron]

DRUNK GIRLFRIEND

Word Count: 1.3K

Pairing(s): Rafe x Reader

Warnings: Drinking, Blowjob

Summary: Reader is a funny/horny drunk

When you and Rafe entered the party, you were immediately greeted by a whirlwind of activity. To your left, groups of friends gathered around makeshift beer pong tables, their laughter and friendly banter filling the air. To your right, the heart of the room pulsed with the rhythmic movements of dancers lost in the music, their bodies swaying in sync with the pulsating beats. 

"What do you want to drink?" Rafe asked, his arm wrapping around your waist as the vibrant pulse of the party surrounded you both. "Something with lemonade in it, please," you replied, leaning in to kiss his lips softly, a smile dancing on your own.

Together, you navigated through the lively throngs of guests, making your way to the kitchen where the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and excitement. As you entered, you were greeted by the sight of Topper and Sarah engaged in a spirited round of shots.

"Y/n! You're here!" Sarah's voice rang out above the din, her excitement palpable as she rushed over to envelop you in a warm hug, her laughter echoing in the bustling room.

"Yes, I'm here, and you're drunk," you playfully teased, gently pointing out Sarah's tipsy state as she pulled you closer to the shots with a grin plastered on her face. With a laugh, she shrugged off your observation, her enthusiasm undiminished as she handed out the shots.

"Two shots to start the night," Sarah declared, passing two to you and two to Rafe, who met your gaze with a mischievous smirk. Without hesitation, he downed both shots in rapid succession, his expression unfazed by the fiery burn of the tequila. Inspired by his boldness, you followed suit, the sharp taste of the alcohol leaving a lingering warmth in your chest.

"Still don't like tequila," you admitted with a wince, pushing the empty shot glasses back towards Sarah as Rafe draped an arm over your shoulders, his touch sending a shiver of warmth down your spine.

With a tender kiss pressed to your cheek, he whispered, "Let's dance, babe," his voice a gentle invitation as he led you away from the crowded kitchen and into the heart of the dance floor.

As the infectious beat of "Despacito" filled the air, you melted into Rafe's embrace, your arms winding around his neck as you buried your face into the crook of his neck. With playful abandon, you peppered his skin with soft kisses, the heat of your breath mingling with the faint scent of his cologne.

His hands roamed your body with a confident touch, guiding your hips as you danced in sync. The sensation of his body against yours sent a shiver of pleasure coursing through you, with each grind of your hips against his, you could feel him hardening under you. 

As he trailed his hand from your ass to your neck, his touch sending sparks of arousal racing down to your core, you couldn't help but smile against his lips.

"I feel so refreshed when I put my lips on you… you're like an ice-cold drink on a hot summer's day," you murmured, your words laced with playful affection as you deepened the kiss, your tongue intertwining with his in a fight for dominance.

He chuckled softly against your lips, the sound vibrating through you like a gentle caress. Pulling away slightly, he captured your lower lip between his teeth, teasing it gently before releasing it with a playful nip. "You're so funny when you're drunk," he laughed, his eyes sparkling with warmth and adoration as he gazed down at you.

After a few hours of dancing, Rafe made his way towards a cluster of chairs where his friends were gathered. With a contented smile, he sank into the seat, his body pleasantly buzzing from the euphoria of the night.

As they shared anecdotes and laughter, time seemed to slip away, the moments melting into one another in a blissful haze of camaraderie. However, amidst the easy banter of his companions, Rafe's attention was suddenly drawn to a murmur rippling through the crowd.

Curious, he pushed through the people, his pulse quickening with anticipation as he caught wind of whispers suggesting that his girlfriend was on the verge of taking her bra off.

With a mixture of amusement and concern, Rafe pushed through the sea of bodies until he caught sight of the scene unfolding before him.

There, atop the pool table, his girlfriend danced with carefree abandon, her movements sexy and suggestive as she twirled and spun, her laughter ringing out like a melody in the crowded room. Despite the flicker of amusement that danced in his eyes, Rafe knew he couldn't let the situation escalate any further.

"Y/n, come down from there," Rafe called out, his tone firm yet laced with affection as he approached the pool table. However, his request was met with a playful protest as his girlfriend insisted she was having fun and urged him to join her.

With a fond shake of his head, Rafe gently but firmly lifted her off the pool table, her protests melting into laughter as he swung her over his shoulder. As she tugged at his shirt, her fingers travelled down his toned body, sending a spark of desire within her, Rafe couldn't help but chuckle at her playful antics.

With a soft sigh, he carried her away from the crowd, the sounds of the party fading into the background as he pushed open the bathroom door, as he gently set her down.

Their eyes met in a silent exchange “Did you like my dancing?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of playfulness as her hands slid up to rest on his biceps. Her touch sent a shiver of desire racing down his spine, igniting a flicker of longing within him as he gazed down at her.

With a tender smile, Rafe brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek with gentle reverence. "I always love watching you dance," he confessed, his voice soft yet filled with sincerity. "But right now, all I want is you.”

As Rafe closed the distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss, the world seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of you. Your bodies melted into each other, the heat of his touch sending shivers racing down your spine, you found yourself trailing your hands down to his belt.

You undid the buckle, your fingers fumbling slightly in your haste as the belt loosened beneath your touch, you slid it out of the loop. Eager to suck his cock, you grasped his cock and started pumping him.

Rafe unclipped your bra with one hand, and you took it off, while making your way down to your knees. His veiny cock staring at you in the face, you stuck out your tongue out and licked a long stripe from top to bottom. “Don’t tease me” he said coming to play with your breast, kneading your nipple between his fingers. 

You take him into your mouth, bobbing your head making his cock reach the back of your throat, “taking me so well baby” he encouraged.

You paid most of your attention to his tip sucking and slurping on him, he threw his head back in pleasure. You could tell he was close when he started to swell inside your mouth.

You bobbed harder and he came in your mouth, feeling hot cum ropes hit the back of your throat, you took him out of your mouth and placed his cock between your breasts, milking the rest of him until he emptied out.

“Fuck thats so hot baby” he moans out. He grabs her my her waist hoisting her up, liking his release clean from her. 

“Your turn baby!!”

Taglist:

@anonymouscameron @ilovethekookprince @rafecameronsgirfriend

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[fragileheartbeats]

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ 𓇼 ࣪ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀꒰͡ ⠀ ִ 𝐵 𝐿 𝐿 𝐾 𝑀 𝑒 𝑛 𝑥 𝐹 𝑒 𝑚 𝑅 𝑒 𝑎 𝑑 𝑒 𝑟 ⠀ׂ ⠀ ͡꒱

♡ㅤ𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝅄ㅤೀ

— 𝘠𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶, 𝘙𝘪𝘯, 𝘚𝘢𝘦, 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦, 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘪, 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘰, 𝘚𝘦𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰, 𝘙𝘦𝘰, 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶 <3

˚꒰♡꒱‧ Hi there! Before you read this, you should know that English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 | 潔 世 ─ 𓇼 . ♡𝆬

With trembling hands, he gently held her face, His eyes reflecting love's eternal grace, He leaned in closer, heart ablaze, Anticipating her touch, his soul would raze. Her lips parted, soft as morning dew, A sweet surrender, a dream come true, He tasted bliss, a moment pure, Time stood still, as souls entwined, secure. As seconds stretched into a timeless flight, Their kiss ignited a passionate light, Whispers of love danced upon their breath, A symphony of hearts, a bond till death. The world melted away, they were lost in embrace, Two souls united, forever entwined in grace, With every gentle touch, their love grew strong, A kiss that promised eternity's song. And when the final moment arrived, too soon, Their lips reluctantly parted, a lingering tune, The taste of love still lingered on their tongues, A memory etched, a story forever sung.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 | 蜂 ばち 楽 ─ 𔒌 . ♡𝆬

He meets her gaze, a lover's plea, Her eyes reflect his soul's bright utter, A symphony of love, for all to see. His lips descend, a gentle touch, Soft as petals 'gainst the summer air, A whisper of devotion, so much, A promise sealed beyond compare. Her breath catches, a moment so pure, As his lips linger, a timeless delight, A tapestry of emotions, secure, Woven together by love's gentle might. With each lingering second, love's embrace, Strengthens the bond they hold so dear, Their souls entwine, time and space, A timeless kiss, banishing all fear.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍 | 凛 りん ─ 𓐐𓎩 . ♡𝆬

He gently leaned, a stolen delight. Her lips parted, soft like summer rain, As their souls entwined, a sweet refrain. Like petals unfurling in the gentle breeze, Their kiss was a promise, a timeless ease. Every touch a language, unspoken and deep, A symphony of emotions, a love they'd keep. Time seemed to stand still, a moment enshrined, In the sacred realm where their spirits combined. The world melted away, replaced by a flame, A burning desire that consumed their every frame. With each passing second, the kiss grew more bold, A stolen treasure that they would forever hold. Their hearts pounding with anticipation and awe, As they poured their souls into each tender draw. Like a whirlpool of emotions, the kiss spiraled high, A vortex of passion that reached for the sky. In that sacred embrace, they found their release, Their love ignited, a radiant masterpiece.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄 | 冴 さえ ─ 𓇢𓆸 . ♡𝆬

With reverence, he traced her curves so fine, Each touch a whisper, sweet and crystalline. Her eyes, like stars, reflected his desire, A symphony of passion, an ethereal fire. His lips descended, soft as petals strewn, Upon her own, a moment to swoon. Their souls intertwined, a tapestry of bliss, As time stood still with each stolen kiss. With every touch, a ripple of delight, A promise etched in shadows of the night. Her breath entwined with his, a gentle sigh, As love's sweet melody soared ever high. The world around them faded into haze, Lost in the depths of their intimate maze. A single kiss, a stolen moment's bliss, A testament to love's timeless abyss.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 | 練 れん ─ ☘︎ . ♡𝆬

He moved towards her, soft and slow, Her lips, a petal's tender kiss, Inviting him to taste the bliss. As dawn's first blush began to gleam, Their lips met, a tender dream, A fusion of souls, sweet and divine, A testament to love's unmatched shine. With gentle pressure, he drew her close, In silent concord, their emotions rose, The cosmos whispered, 'This is true,' Love's potent elixir, pure and new. The world outside faded from their sight, As they reveled in the purest delight, Their hearts had found their perfect match, A bond unbreakable, a timeless catch.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐇𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐈 | 千切 豹馬 ─ 𓆉 . ♡𝆬

With trembling lips, he leaned in, slow and sweet, His gaze a flame that burned with love discreet. Her eyes sparkled like stars, reflecting his intent, As their breaths mingled, an unspoken sentiment. His lips brushed hers, sending shivers through her soul, A moment frozen, the world losing its toll. Time stood still, as if in a celestial dance, Where the symphony of their hearts played a tender trance. Each gentle touch, a caress to behold, A language whispered, a story yet untold. With each passing second, their love took flight, As their souls entwined, bathed in celestial light. He whispered words of adoration into her ear, Promises of forever, as clear as the tear. Her laugh tinkled like windchimes, pure and sweet, As they shared a kiss that banished all bittersweet.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎 | 龍 聖 ─ 𓆤 . ♡𝆬

Their lips entwined in sweet embrace, A symphony of love's gentle grace. Time stood still as they lost themselves, In the depths of longing's priceless wealth. The kiss was a tempestuous storm, Raging with emotions that couldn't be borne. It whispered secrets too sacred to tell, As their souls soared together, free from hell. With every touch, their hearts ignited, Embers of desire, brightly cited. Their bodies melted into one, A testament to love forever begun. The kiss lingered, a timeless bliss, A moment etched in love's abyss. When they parted, their gazes met, Their hearts filled with a love that had no sunset.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 | 凪 なぎ 誠 ─ 𖤣𖥧 . ♡𝆬

His breath held captive, emotions aglow. Her eyes, a beacon, guide his way, Promising a love that knows no sway. Her lips, a whispered invitation sweet, A sanctuary where their souls shall meet. He leans forward, time slows its flight, As their first kiss ignites the starry night. Soft as petals, his touch takes hold, Melting away all barriers untold. In that moment, the world fades away, Leaving only love's enchanting sway. Their lips dance together, lost in bliss, A symphony of passion's purest kiss. Each touch, a gentle whisper in the air, A testament to love that knows no despair.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐎 | 御影 玲王 ─ ✉ . ♡𝆬

With lips of velvet, soft as air, He brushed against her, banishing care, A moment suspended, time stood still, As passion's fire began to fill. Her breath entwined with his so sweet, A symphony of hearts, their spirits meet, Each kiss a whisper, soft and low, A secret language they both did know. Like petals kissed by morning dew, Their bodies swayed, their love grew, A gentle touch that set their souls alight, A tapestry of passion, painted in flight. As stars above began to glimmer, Their love burned brighter than a winter, A kiss that sealed their eternal bond, A sanctuary of bliss, never to be fond.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 | カイザー ─ ☆ . ♡𝆬

With every touch, a symphony arose, Whispering sweet nothings, banishing all woes. The air grew misty, laden with desire, As love's embrace set souls afire. His breath mingled with hers, a stolen quest, A moment frozen in time's tranquil rest. Like fluttering wings, his lips moved low, Tender words whispered, a heart's gentle flow. He kissed her with a fervor chaste and true, A symphony of emotion, old and new. Her body swayed with grace, a yielding flower, Lost in his caress, enveloped in his power. As lips met lips, a spark ignited bright, A fusion of two souls, bathed in purest light. The world around them faded into naught, Only love remained, a vibrant, lasting thought.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔 | 照英 ─ ♬ . ♡𝆬

He holds her tight, as if she'll slip away, His kisses branding her with love's fierce sway. Each touch, a battle cry, a plea to stay, In this realm where love and danger sway. Her lips respond, meeting his with equal force, A storm within a storm, their wills clashing with course. Their kisses dance amidst the chaos, wild and free, A raw symphony of desire, a tale to be told with glee. In each embrace, a battle's aftermath, Their hearts sore yet satisfied, their passion's path. For in this rough guy's kiss, a beauty found, A love that defies the boundaries, knows no bound.

@ 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 . 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠.

#ㅤㅤ⠀ㅤ 𓇼ㅤ ㅤ𓂂ㅤㅤ ˚ㅤㅤ ◌ㅤ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ㅤ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏ #blue lock x reader #blue lock #blue lock fluff #blue lock fanfiction #isagi x reader #bachira x reader #rin itoshi x reader #rin x reader #sae itoshi x reader #kunigami x reader #bllk x reader #bllk #kunigami rensuke x reader #hyoma chigiri x reader #chigiri x reader #ryusei x reader #ryusei shidou #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi x reader #mikage reo x reader #reo x reader #reo mikage x reader #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x reader #barou x reader #barou shoei x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #bachira meguru x reader #bllk fluff

[obsidianbaby]

But that's what I love about you

synopsis - you always get told you're too loud and that your laugh is incredibly annoying but that's what your boyfriend chris loves about you the most

warnings/notes - NONE!! pure fluff, established relationship with chris, some pets names but like get over it ?

a/n - i loveddddd writing this request i had so much funnnn thank you sm @presleyanswrites

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The boys are pacing around the living room getting ready to go out to film a car video and chris notices you sulking on the couch.

"hey babe are you coming with us?" Chris asks from the kitchen looking over at you. Your face buried in your phone reading through comments on the last youtube video you featured in with the triplets.

"omg she's so fucking annoying"

"dont know how chris can put up with her"

"if i had her as a gf i would want to kms"

"her laugh tho? yikes"

"they must be so sick of her fr"

"how to fix my eardrums after hearing her yap the whole video no borax no glue"

chris noticing the sad look on your face, he wonders over to the couch and takes a seat beside you, resting his head in the crook of your neck. You continue to doom scroll through the comments, not being able to take your eyes off of the public hate flooding the internet.

"babyyyyyy" chris says softly against your neck.

"hmm?" you say not taking your eyes off of the screen.

"did ya hear me?" he asks, softly brushing the hair out of your face.

"no sorry, what did you say?"

"are you gonna come film with us? want you there with us tonight." he says sweetly, wrapping his arms around you pulling you against him.

"um... no i think i'll skip this one" you say quietly.

"what? you cant!!" Nick shouts from the kitchen.

you immediatley look up at nick and matt standing in the kitchen looking over at you and chris sitting on the couch.

"no it's okay guys i think i'll just go to bed or something" putting your phone down on your lap, the screen still open.

Matt and nick nod at you and start walking towards the stairs to the garage door.

"meet ya down there chris" Matt shouts as they disappear down the stairs.

"yeah guys i'll be there in a minute" chris says back. He sits up and turns his body towards you on the couch, "what's wrong baby?" chris asks searching your face.

"nothing chris im okay, just tired." you lie, looking down at your lap where your phone sits. Chris follows your gaze and sees your phone open on your lap and he looks back at you.

"whats going on hmm?" chris asks softly, reaching his hand to lift your chin to face him and he sees the emptiness in your puffy eyes. "have you been crying baby what's wrong?" he asks rubbing his hand against your cheek.

"it's nothing dont worry about it, go and film your video chris i'll probably be in bed when you get home" you say looking into his eyes, you can see the concerned look painted across his face and it melts your heart, you feel guilty about him wasting his time here with you instead of having fun with his brothers.

"listen, you can't lie to me like that you know how well i can read you," he starts, cupping your face in his hands bringing your face closely to his and he plants a gentle kiss on your forehead, "now tell me what's going on i wanna help"

you close your eyes enjoying the soft embrace of his warm hands holding your heavy head and you let out a heavy sigh trying to collect your words without breaking out in a sob.

But chris is right in the way he can read you and he instantly pulls you into him and you bury your face against his chest, your tears starting to fall.

"its okay baby im here i've got you" he says rubbing your back in soft circles, "tell me when you're ready okay? i wont force you to talk about it if you dont want to okay?"

you nod into his chest and take a few deep breaths collecting yourself before you back up to look into his eyes, "i just feel like people don't want to see me with you guys. like in your videos... I don't think they like me that much..."

Chris nods and looks towards your phone sitting in your lap, "whats going on hm? you wanna show me?"

you hesitate fumbling your phone in your hands before you sigh and hand it over to him. He takes the time to read the disgusting comments glaring from your phone screen, the same that are still swimming in your mind.

he shakes his head and closes the app, putting your phone down behind him.

"you know none of that is true, right?" he says, reaching out to wipe the silent tears now strolling down your cheeks.

"but its not just a couple comments here and there, so many people are saying the same shit. That I'm too loud, that my laugh is annoying, that i talk too much, that you guys must be fed up with me i just feel so disgusting and embarrassed."

chris's eyes sadden at your words and he sighs looking down shaking his head, "i know dating a content creator must be difficult for you baby, there's always going to be people who have nothing but negative and hurtful shit to say but they don't matter."

"but they're right chris, your fans aren't the only people who've said im too much for them, i've been told that im too much my whole life.." you say hiding your face in your hands.

Chris gently holds your hands and pulls them away from your face holding them in his as he looks into your eyes.

"yet you're here with me right now. and you know what? you're not too much, not for nick, not for matt, and especially not for me. I love you and i love how outgoing and loud you are." he says smiling sweetly at you.

"but-" you start but chris interrupts you.

"but that's what i love the most about you. I love your contagious laugh, i love the way you can freely share your thoughts and opinions without hesitation. You're perfect for me and my heart would break if you ever tried to dim your light because of jealous assholes hiding behind their screens on the internet." he says smiling at you.

you sigh, knowing your boyfriend is right. he chose you. and he's choosing to give his undivided attention to you right now to make sure you feel better and to show you how much you mean to him.

"i love you...." he says looking at you waiting for a response.

"i love you too chris. i appreciate you so much you know that." you say meeting his eyes. he presses his forehead against yours and the two of you stay like that for a moment.

he pulls away and looks at you a stupid grin on his face, "of course you love me i'm the best" and you giggle at him shaking your head.

"i wouldn't go that far..." you say teasingly and he gasps pretending to act offended making you laugh. man he always knows how to make you feel better.

Chris's phone suddenly vibrates, an incoming call from nick coming up on his screen and he looks at it and answers it quickly, "yeah nick im coming okay be down in a minute" and he hangs up pocketing his phone.

"its okay if you still want to stay home baby it's up to you but just so you know, the three of us want you there yeah?"

"i know... I think i'm still going to stay home, probably watch a movie."

"sounds good baby, i'll text you okay?" chris says pulling you into a big hug and he sprinkles a bunch of kisses all over your face.

"see you soon" you say as you watch your boyfriend get up and walk towards the stairs to the garage.

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a/n - first fluffffffff let me know what y'all think!! sorry if you hate the pet names "baby" and "babe" i literally cannot stand y/n so i try really hard not to use it okok thank you for reading mwah!! xx

dts - @jnkvivi @bigbeefybitch @loud-sturniolos @d44rla @stuniolvs @stasiesturn @moeberry @sturniolocamper @thatssocancelled @bitchydragonparadise @crazy-people-are-here

#sturniolo #sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris x reader #chris fluff

[angelofsmalldeaath]

Hiii, same anon that requested the bath time with Andrew here…I loved it so much, thank you for taking the time to write it!!

I don’t want to bother you with requests and all but I just came with this concept/idea and felt the need to share it with you.

Andrew is a big dog lover (we have proof of that) and so is his s/o. They have Elwood from time to time but after he returns to his parents the house feels different so they adopt a new dog. After a few weeks, his s/o thinks that another one won’t hurt them…Andrew thinks otherwise. She doesn’t listen to him and brings another dog to the house. The man can’t say no to her so they live happily with two furry friends. But that’s not the end, she keeps seeing dogs around the property and brings them with her. She tries to find good houses/owners that could keep them but some doggies are too old or very wounded so she prefers to keep them around. Andrew has been on tour for the majority of the last adoptions 😅 and when he gets home he founds his s/o with the two “”original”” dogs and three more. He witness how she bakes something and the dogs are around her keeping her company…making his heart melt at the same time he accepts she’s going to keep them coming and he’s not that mad about it 🥺❤️

Sorry this is so long!! You don’t have to write it or anything, I would love if you do but please don’t feel pressured to…I just needed to share!

oh my god!!! my heart!! 😭

i tweaked this a little and this is much shorter since this is only a continuation of your ask, hope you like it tho!!

cw: very brief mentions of animal cruelty but absolutely nothing in detail

he comes home to an unexpected dog barking at him.

he knows their dogs know him, they would never do that—but this is not "their" dog. and before he can say anything, she comes running out the door, smiling sheepishly, guilt written all over her face.

"sir meatball!" she scolds him gently and the old dog whines like a puppy would, all sweet and gentle and nuzzling her leg. she pats his head.

"sir meatball?" he asks, about to say something more when another (unfamiliar once again) dog comes running out. this one's bigger than the last, this one's got crazy eyes and a loud bark and an almost feral face when she crouches down and scratches his head.

like magic the dog calms down and yips—chirpy little puppy yips that sound so odd coming from a dog his size.

"and this is bruce," she says, wringing her hands.

"bruce and sir meatball," he raises an eyebrow, utterly clueless. "have i...did i come back to some alternate universe?"

"no i..." she scrunches her eyes shut, shaking her head. "right, i have a good reason, i promise!"

"oh no..."

"oh yes!"

and then he has no choice really...he leaves his bags by the door, follows her inside and settles on the settee, waiting for this explanation, trying to maintain a poker face (which does freak her out a little bit more and makes her ramble before she can launch into a proper explanation.)

"so i found sir meatball—and i didn't name him, it was on his collar—abandoned. i called the number too and talked to the most vile man ever," her face twists into an expression of disgust and he tries to hide a smile. "the man, ugh, the man said, and i quote 'you can keep him for all i care, my son don't want a useless, fat, old dog anymore.' can you imagine?! he's not useless! he's a sweetheart!"

he tries not to show it on his face, but his heart melts then. "and bruce?"

"he's a rescue, from a dog fighting ring—"

"why were you at a dog fighting ring?!"

"i wasn't!" she protests, "someone at work told me about him, they rescued him and couldn't keep him and he needed a loving home and i couldn't let him go back to the shelters! they would have put him down for being 'too aggressive'. he's not, he's a sweetheart too, i prom—"

"darling, breathe..." he moves to sit next to her, places a hand on her knee in an effort to calm her down. "i—"

"you won't make me send them to other families, will you?"

her eyes are huge, shiny too like she's three seconds away from bursting into tears and oh if he were even capable of saying no to her in the first place, that one expression...that would have got him.

"i won't," he sighs, "of course not, baby, i'd never do that."

"i love you, i love you, i love you," she hugs him tightly, mumbling i love yous and thank yous until he laughs and hugs her back. the she pulls away and bites her lip. "there's lila too...she's a little shy..."

"oh god, have you adopted an actual child?"

"no!" she giggles, "lila is a golden retriever, she's very old but she's so shy. she's loves our first two dogs though. they're probably in the backyard. do you want to meet them?"

he sighs deeply, closes his eyes for a long minute. "do i have a choice?"

she doesn't answer...she just grabs his hands and pulls him off the settee. and without asking any more questions, he simply follows.

#hozier #hozier x reader #andrew hozier byrne #andrew hozier byrne x reader #requests #hozier fluff #writblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr

[ashascoven]

☽ ✯ venture x witch! reader teaser! ✯ ☾

Sloan would roll over with that sweet, chipped grin of theirs, facing their lover and holding her face gently. 

Their thumb would run along the corner of your lips, eyes sparkling at how much they could just take you under the skies right now. 

“ah, mi cariño, you're so.. beautiful. no crystal in the world could ever compare to your beauty.”

You'd turn to face them, putting your hand above theirs with a blush on your face.

“oh, sloan! you're too kind, my charming agate..”

“anything for the gem that makes my heart race.”

The two lovers would giggle at their silly rock jokes, holding each other close under the night’s gentle breeze. 

Never wanting their time together to end, they'd lean into one another, eyes fluttering shut as their lips meet once again. 

The natural softness of your lips pressed against theirs sent shockwaves through their body, none that their drill could ever replicate on the battlefield. 

You made them feel so warm and loved inside, especially with the way your hands made it to their hair every time you two kissed.

It felt like the world had stopped, and all they could process was how needingly their hands moved all over your body in response, taking their time with each mark, crease, and even speckle of hair.

They loved everything about you after all.. each “flaw” of yours was just another spot that they had the honor of touching and kissing. <3

They'd pull back for a breath, but really it was just to take you in once more.

“you’re so special to me, mi vida, you know that?”

☆ ahHHH, as someone who practices witchcraft.. as someone whos mind has been HAPPILY ROTTING AWAY with venture... my minds been melting at this dynamic idea for like a week now!!!! idk if anyone else has thought of it yet BUT

☆ imagine, two rock lovers, one gets to tell the other about the spiritual properties of the rocks they find ?!??$?@ venture brings rocks for the reader to sell at a witchy crystal shop that they run together?!?!?? reader gets to go on excavations with sloan sometimes and they just bond over?!?!? how rocks are made?!?!????? and the energies they can hold?>!?!>foams atmouth

☆ the ritual smut is gonna go CRAZYYYY, link 2 borders!

#sloan cameron #venture ow2 #venture x reader #venture overwatch #overwatch #ow2 #fanfic

[kanbockoida]

Third time’s the charm.

Lucifer x fem!Reader x Adam

Warnings: none

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Who would have known that getting to know the person you’ll be getting married to is such an exhilarating experience? All was well ever since Y/N was created. They both agreed to take it slow, step by step to get to know each other. Everything felt so natural.. so right.

Adam actually put effort into everything he did for her, building trust on every occasion just so he could call her his girlfriend. That fateful day had come rather quickly, yet it didn’t run down how he had planned. A sweet dinner date in a comfortable restaurant, nothing too extravagant, just two souls coming together. He had planned to ask her out by the end of the date, a whole small speech prepared..

What he didn’t expect was for Y/N to take the initiative of confessing to him, putting her whole heart into each little word that she said to him. She took hold of his hands, a gentle yet nervous smile stretching itself across the angel’s face. “I know that I was made for you, but you said that I had a choice in this matter. These past few months have been so wonderful and there is nothing else I could possibly wish for. I know I haven’t known you for long, nor have I been alive for a long time.. But what I do know is that I care for you from the bottom of my heart. I want to spend my life with you, Adam..”

Her words were soft and so sincere, how could anyone ever say no? She took a moment to compose herself, growing a little nervous herself. Reddened cheeks and glistening eyes.. Adam was head over heels for that woman, he was sure of it. A part of him however thought all of this was a dream, so lightly biting the inside of his cheek felt like a good idea at the time. After a few moments, those words finally hit him which caused his heart to skip multiple beats.

He felt.. happy. Despite Y/N taking his opportunity, he felt the purest form of joy. Finally having gathered what he wanted to say. Having been alone for such a long time did some things to him. He wasn’t as prideful as before. He still was, but he’s not being a complete dick about it. Still holding her soft hands in his, he gave them a soft squeeze. “Spending the rest of eternity with you sounds like a blessing to me.”

The rest of the night went by wonderfully, ending it with a gentle kiss initiated by Adam himself. Just before they parted ways for the night, the first man pulled the woman into a tender hug, one of his hands holding her waist as the other so lovingly caressed her cheek. Y/N could only smile, snaking her arms around the back of his neck.

“What did you enjoy the most today, little flower?” His voice was smooth, gentle.. and yet so vulnerable at the same time, wings shuddering as he felt her arms around him.

“Getting to fall in love with you, my heart.”

Leaning in slowly, he closed the gap between them, his lips meeting hers in a tender, tentative kiss.Time seemed to stand still as they melted into each other, the world around them fading away until there was nothing left but the sensation of their lips moving together in perfect harmony. In that moment, all of their doubts and fears melted away, replaced by a feeling of pure bliss and contentment.

To them it seemed as if they were the only two beings in the entire universe, even after they broke away to gaze into each other’s eyes lovingly.

“I’ll.. see you tomorrow?” His voice was shaky, face red from their first kiss.

"Definitely.” She replied, placing one last kiss upon his lips as a good night.

Ever since that fateful night their love had only blossomed, and Adam had finally found the courage to take his beloved onto another date.. a lovely date on a beach underneath the starry sky. During that date however, he had planned something big. An act that will finally consider them as one.

The beach was a canvas painted with the ethereal glow of the moon, its radiance bathing the sand in a celestial embrace. Adam and Y/N walked hand in hand, their souls entwined amidst the symphony of the night—the whispering sea, the rustle of palm trees, and the enchanting melody of the stars, Adam's heart raced with anticipation as he led Y/N to a secluded alcove, where the moon cast its spotlight upon the ocean's edge, igniting the scene with a fiery passion. With each step, his love for Y/N burned brighter, a flame that threatened to consume him in the most beautiful way possible. "Y/N," Adam's voice trembled with raw emotion as he turned to face her, his eyes ablaze with a love that knew no bounds. "In your presence, every moment feels like a dream—a dream I never want to wake from." He dropped to one knee, the sand beneath him a sacred altar upon which he would lay bare his heart. "My love, you are the fire that warms my soul, the light that guides my path. With you, I have discovered a love so pure, so profound, it defies the limits of this world." Y/N’s breath caught in her throat as she beheld the passion in Adam's eyes, her heart racing in harmony with his. "Adam..." she whispered, her voice a soft melody that stirred his very core. "Tonight, under this mesmerizing sky, I ask you this," Adam's voice resonated with an intensity that echoed across the expanse of the universe. "Will you be my partner in adventure, my confidante in darkness, and my beacon of light in times of joy? Will you marry me, and embark on a journey of passion, love, and boundless devotion?"

A single tear trailed down the woman's cheek as she gazed into Adam's soul, her heart bursting with the magnitude of their love. "Yes, Adam," she declared, her voice a symphony of passion and desire. "A thousand times yes!"

With trembling hands, Adam slipped the ring onto Y/N's finger, a symbol of their unbreakable bond forged in the fires of passion and sealed beneath the radiant gaze of the moon. And as they embraced amidst the celestial splendor, their love blazed brighter than the stars themselves, a testament to the timeless power of a love that knows no bounds. Two hearts have become one and the same.

As the years went by, Adam and Y/N were basically one. The years went by rather quickly, sharing secrets along the way. Somewhere in the two thousand year mark, Adam had revealed what his job was, explaining the reason for the exterminations and so on. To his surprise, Y/N didn’t overreact. Sure, she was shocked that heaven would do something like that, but that was about it. Some thought it was crazy how such a woman could love a man like Adam, but her response was always the same. “He’s cute and makes me laugh.” There’s no other explanation needed.

Slowly but surely, doing nothing but being Adam’s darling wife bored the living daylights out of her. Sure, Y/N loved her husband more than life itself, but she wanted to do something. It took some convincing to make Adam agree as to why she wanted to work. Her darling husband however was weak when it came to her, so he agreed rather quickly with only one condition. Y/N had to work in the same department, so to say. The following day Adam had kept his promise, talking to the head Seraphim to get his wife some work to do. Her job was to handle the paperwork of the exterminations, which is a lot more than one might think. Adam was pouty the whole way home, but with a little bit of loving all was well not even a few minutes later. The couple enjoyed the rest of their night together, whispering sweet nothings to one another, which resulted in them falling asleep in each other’s arms. There is nothing that could ruin their happy life.

#hazbin lucifer #hazbin adam #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer x reader #adam x reader

[lindseymcdonaldseyelashes]

Leverage 2x13 - "The Future Job"

#christian kane #leverage #eliot spencer #alec hardison #aldis hodge #parker #beth riesgraf #nathan ford #timothy hutton #tara cole #jeri ryan #the future job #oops just tearing up a little making this gif set #they are so gentle with her with her and it melts my heart

[alisterix]

Them <3

#asterix #asterix and obelix #gaylois #my art #this is my first time drawing them #I think I did alright! #smol bundle of energy and gentle giant is THE dynamic #something about describing Obelix as a kind giant melts my heart like a candle #he is very kind to Asterix #he give smooch #I'm gonna draw so much gay shit you just watch me #my queerplatonic partner is not all that familiar with Asterix but that's gonna change very soon #she loved the art #she said the look of content love and adoration on Obelix's face is what really does it for her #and that he's holding Asterix like he is the most important thing in the world for him #cause he is #she gets it #very yeah we gay keep scrolling energy in this one

[dutybcrne]

Need smth to heal the soul

Now imagining Adelinde still squooshing Diluc’s face in her hands, bc no matter how old and rough’s tough that man may get, he is still her baby. Her dearest son boy. Her sweet little angel (forget that he has Murdered)

#☆ ┆ ( .ooc. ); #//Can you imagine that first time seeing each other in 4yrs? #//Her near frozen in shock as he steps to her; eyes downcast in shame and awkwardness #//Trying to find the words to say; things he practiced in his way there; all gone Poof the instant he heard her gasp & saw her face #//Still as he senses her suddenly approach; then just MELTS the instant her hands cup his face; the FIRST gentle touch he’s felt in YEARS #//prolly tears up and starts sobbing before she does; practically collapsing into her arms and holding her so tightly #//So tight; as if he’s scared if he lets her go; she’ll disappear #//Her holding him just as tightly; thanking him for coming home; thanking the Archons for bringing him home safely #//Abt how much she missed him; how HAPPY she is to see him; making him silently swear to NEVER break her heart like that again #//Idk little thinkings as I try to scoop up the putty my brain turned into & attempt to cobble together replies #//bfbfbbd #//That is her SON #//I sometimes forget I have Addie as a muse Jdbfbf #//I should prolly put her in the list; actually-

[ssahotchnerr]

👉🏼👈🏼 is it ok to request a fic where jack starts trying to take care of the reader the way he sees his dad does? like maybe hotch is away from a case and reader gets sick or sad or idk, so jack takes it upon himself to be there for reader? like maybe he even starts referring reader with the same pet name hotch calls her? tysm!

like dad does

aw 🥹 cw; fem!reader, established relationship, mentions of sickness, fluff <3

you awoke with a gentle start; a trail of cold water trickling down the side of your face, pooling vaguely in your ear.

likewise, a more concrete sensation was set on your forehead - a cold compress. most likely a washcloth, and one that hadn't been wrung out too much at that.

but it was relieving, a delightful contrast from your burning forehead.

"oops," a small mumble came directly from your left ear, as well as a soft exhale of a breath. "sorry."

"jack?" you muttered, rather drowsily. you forced your eyes open, finding jack's sweet, concerned face beside you. "what're you doing?"

"i'm taking care of you." he explained softly, his tone so nonchalant as if it were the most obvious and simplest thing in the world. he reached forward, adjusting the top of the blanket that was draped overtop you. "like dad does. he put the washcloth on you yesterday, you 'member?"

he was right; you were on day two, maybe three? of a nasty bout of the flu. quite honestly you didn't know what day it was, they all blurred together, and your scattered sleep schedule didn't help. you offered him a nod.

"thank you." you gave him a small, closed mouth smile. if it weren't for the germs, you'd reach out to touch his cheek. you sat up a bit from your position in bed, your voice hoarse. "where is your dad?"

"a meeting."

your eyebrows furrowed, the facial movement burning your sinuses. "he's home?"

jack nodded, "he's in his office, but he said it might take a long time. so that's why i'm helping you feel better."

his face brightened a bit, as if a realization struck him. he reached into his pant's pocket, retrieving a few cough drops he had shoved in there, dropping them onto your blanket covered chest.

"i'm sorry i can't make you soup." jack apologized, solemnly as his shoulders dropped. "but i'm not allowed to use the stove."

your face softened, the weak smile resurfacing. "that's okay bud, don't worry. you can help dad make some later when he's done, how 'bout that?"

he nodded enthusiastically, before hoisting himself onto your bed.

"hey no no no, i wouldn't," you protested gently, your heart also melting at his action. "i don't want you getting my germs."

"if i get sick i get sick." that's the same thing aaron had said, multiple times, when he insisted on getting into bed with you earlier. jack scooted somewhat close, staying mainly on his father's side of the bed.

"and if i get sick, i don't need to go to school."

you laughed softly, but finding yourself too weak to argue, you did the only thing you could - go right back to sleep.

it was restless; you were in and out of slumber, and could roughly process jack getting up here and there - solely due to the distant sensation of the washcloth leaving and returning to your forehead, dampened once more.

and once aaron's meeting had ceased, he went in to check on you, and was pleasantly surprised, and touched, to see jack accompanying you.

you were out, with jack diligently watching over, while also keeping himself busy - his sketchbook and colored pencils were scattered amongst the bed.

"how's it going?" aaron asked him from the doorway, the door producing a sharp creak as he pushed it forward a tad.

"good. i brought cough drops, the washcloth, and made sure she got lots of rest. just like you did." jack continued to draw as he spoke, before his head shot right up. "can we make soup?"

"sure buddy," aaron nodded, a tinge of pride pulling at his heart. he tilted his head towards the hallway, and jack immediately scrambled off the bed. "c'mon."

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x fem!reader #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x you #criminal minds drabble #aaron hotchner drabble #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds fanfiction #hotch imagine #criminal minds x fem!reader

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

Pretty Boy | s.r. x fem!reader

a/n: you know i had to do something for glasses reid i’d be crazy not to.

“oh, here comes your pretty boy. capital p and b.” derek’s smooth voice entered your shared office with jj. you didn’t bother asking who, even coyly, he would just say something along the line of “your other half, pretty girl.”

so you rolled your eyes while scanning over a case file, not bothering to direct attention to the man. “and why the need to visit my space?” a teasing reply, both knowing his visits to the double liaison office were once in a blue moon.

there was the sound of shuffling before derek responded, “cause i wanna see your reaction.” such a vague answer that it caused you to pick your head up with a quizzical look, “what are-“ and you stopped when spencer poked his head through the cracked doorway.

“hey y/n, i brought you…” you didn’t hear the rest of his sentence. eyes too focused on spencer’s face and the new wardrobe attire perched along his nose.

your heart beat fast in your ears and you could feel your body warm in temperature. it was like you were sent back in time to high school and spencer was the insanely smart, pretty student ripped right from your fantasies. you hoped you weren’t drooling at the sight.

“y/n? you alright?” spencer’s voice was much closer now and when you blinked he was directly in front of you with the back of his hand to your forehead and a frown on his face. derek’s chuckles filled the crowded space and you couldn’t even manage a side eye.

“you feel warm. you didn’t happen to catch anything from the last case, did you?” full concern with round puppy eyes shining behind black frames. your heart was the picture of a popsicle melting on a hot summer day.

you took a swallow, “not- not that i know of.” eyes honed onto a freckle placed to the left of spencer’s chin.

derek laughed again, “ease up on her, pretty boy.” he moved closer and stood behind spencer’s left shoulder, a smug expression painted on his chiseled face.

“i’m just checking if she’s physically well.” spencer’s voice got high from defending himself and his actions while glaring at derek.

derek then jerked his chin at your sheepish expression, “well it’s declining each second you’re in her space.” joking at the expense of your crush, but spencer took it the wrong way and pulled his arm back to his side. “sorry, right boundaries. should’ve asked first.”

you managed to bounce back when he started moving away, “no! no, it’s- derek’s just joking. i- i don’t mind you touching me.” and it took two, two seconds, for your mind to process your wording.

“oh this is a great morning.” derek howled then decided he’s seen enough, leaving both of you hot and pink cheeked.

squeezing your eyes shut you wished for the floor to swallow you hole and drag you away from this situation. “i’m- i’m sorry… about that. bit- bit scattered brained right now.” trying to play everything off.

“you- you sure you’re alright? i’m certain hotch will let you leave early.” spencer’s brows pinched in the middle turning his face into more of a pout. oh he has no idea the effect on you.

you smiled gentle at his worry, “i’m well, just been staring at potential cases too long, that’s all.” fingering at the edge of the manilla folder in your lap.

“also i like the new look,” circling a finger around your eyes to play charades with him than just mention the holy glasses. “they suit you nicely.” friendly but said with a hint of flirty.

spencer’s smiled widened and his cheeks turned from bubblegum pink to a rosie hue, oh how you wish to just cover him in thousands of kisses. “thanks. i ran out of contacts for the month so i’m stuck with these until then.” making it sound like an inconvenience, but oh how you were gonna suffering for a month of those handsome frames.

you turned your head away before you were caught staring for too long and saw a baby pink bag sitting beside your picture frames. you reached out to grab it then pulled it apart to see a sweet morning treat awaiting for your teeth to sink in. “did you bring this?” asking spencer since you then remember that he said something when arriving but you didn’t hear what.

spencer straightened up and happily beamed, “yeah! i was walking past that pastry shop you like and thought you’d enjoy something for all your hard work.” you both knew that was a straight lie since that pastry shop is an extra ten minutes out of either of yours work routes.

but you didn’t comment on it just looked spencer in the eye and said softly, “thank you, spence. you’re very sweet.” and with a sudden boldness you leaned forward to press a delicate kiss onto his right cheek.

pulling back you noticed spencer’s lips were slightly parted, he looked almost winded from the sudden action. you were gonna apologize if you over stepped but then jj entered her office with derek trailing behind.

“uh… hi.” she stopped two steps inside then saw the way you both fidgeted to appear normal. as if you were doing something you weren’t supposed… “hi, welcome.” “everything normal here.” you and spencer talked over each other.

“okay, not even gonna ask…” waving a folder about, “but i found a case and hotch approved so into the conference room for debriefing.” jj gave both of you a final stare then walked around derek to flee the scene.

“come on pretties, you can smooch later.” “derek!”

#erin writes #spencer reid #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x gn reader #spencer reid fic #criminal minds fan fiction #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds fic #criminal minds x reader

[lecsainz]

hii can u do percy jackson x aphrodite reader?? ty🙏🏼

ISN’T IT OBVIOUS

parings: percy jackson x aphrodite!reader

an: I'm not ready for the last episode 😭

summary: the one where you're a daughter of aphrodite and end up with the son of poseidon.

( my last work for riodanverse || go to main masterlist )

You and Percy crossed paths during the trio's mission. You happened to be in the same diner as Ares, embarking on your own quest. Grover sensed your presence, and before you knew it, you became an unexpected addition to the group. Fortunately, Ares treated the group better upon learning that you were a daughter of Aphrodite, as he couldn't mistreat a child of his beloved goddess.

Percy was utterly captivated when he first laid eyes on you. "Who's she?" he asked Grover, his attention completely absorbed by your presence. Grover chuckled at Percy's obliviousness to everything else but you.

Impressing the trio as you slay a monster, you confidently remark, "What? Just because I've just painted my nails doesn't mean I can't defeat this ugly thing."

After you confidently slay the monster, Percy looks at you and exclaims, "I'm gonna marry that girl!" Annabeth rolls her eyes, saying, "Oh boy," while Grover bursts into laughter, leaving you blushing

He'd ALWAYS look at you with a little smirk.

It took Percy a while to muster the courage to ask you out, and when he finally did, he stumbled over his words in a nervous attempt.

"Uh, hey, Y/N," Percy started, scratching the back of his head. "I was thinking, you know, maybe we could, um, grab some... uh, food? Yeah, like a, um, dinner thing?" His cheeks turned a subtle shade of pink as he anxiously awaited your response. You couldn't help but smile at Percy's adorable nervousness. With a teasing glint in your eye, you replied, "Dinner sounds great, Percy. I mean, if you're not too scared to share a meal with me."

You wouldn't even need to use charm on him because, well, he's head over heels for you and would do anything without you even asking.

Percy would be the type to love listening to you talk for hours just to admire you.

On a quiet night, Percy appeared at your cabin door with a small box. He rubbed the back of his neck, a bit awkward, and said, "Hey, brought this for you." Opening the box, you found a delicate necklace with a seashell-shaped pendant, reminiscent of the sea. Percy nervously smiled, "I saw this and thought of you, I don't know... thought you might like it." Your heart melted with his sincerity, and you said softly, "Percy, it's perfect. Thank you so much." He scratched his head, a blush rising on his cheeks. "It was nothing, really." Before you knew it, you hugged him and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. Your siblings from the Aphrodite cabin, who were not exactly discreetly observing, let out a chorus of "awww" and enchanted smiles.

Deep down, Percy hopes you won't break his heart just for the sake of the Aphrodite kids' ritual.

During a casual conversation with your sisters, you found yourself talking about Percy. The way he smiled, the warmth in his eyes – everything seemed to stand out more vividly. Your sisters, with their knowing smiles, teased you playfully. "Y/N, you're glowing whenever you talk about him!" Blushing, you tried to play it off. "Oh, come on, it's nothing. We're just friends." One of your sisters winked. "Friends or not, there's something in the air when you're around him. Admit it, you like him."

He'd want to protect you from everything, and if you got hurt, Percy would blame himself for days until you assured him it wasn't his fault.

As you and Percy strolled through the camp, a boy from the Ares cabin approached you, nervously asking if you'd like to go out sometime. You exchanged a polite smile, ready to turn him down gently, but Percy surprised you. "Sorry, she's taken," he said, intertwining his fingers with yours. You looked at him with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. The Ares boy seemed taken aback, and you couldn't help but chuckle. "Taken? Percy, are we...?" Percy grinned, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "Yep, we are. Officially. If you're okay with that, of course." Your heart warmed at his words, and with a playful grin, you replied, "Absolutely, seaweed brain."

Percy LOVES hugging you, so there would be lots and lots of hugs.

You two would be the clingy type, doing everything together.

He'd get suspicious every time a guy approached because, well, you're irresistible, and he definitely wouldn't trust the Hermes boys.

You'd suggest spa nights in Percy's cabin, and he'd gladly agree. Many times, he'd ask you to sleep in the cabin with him.

Movie nights that would end with you falling asleep on his shoulder, and he wouldn't know how to handle it at first, but he'd get used to it, feeling like the luckiest demigod in camp.

Percy trying to make cheesy pick-up lines for you in public and leaving you redder than a tomato.

Let's face it; you'd be THE it couple at the camp.

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[fragileheartbeats]

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ 𓇼 ࣪ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒⠀

♡ ⭒ㅤ𓈒 天国のキス ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ㅤ྄

꒰͡ ⠀ ִ 𝑇 𝑊 𝑆 𝑇 𝑀 𝑒 𝑛 𝑥 𝐹 𝑒 𝑚 𝑅 𝑒 𝑎 𝑑 𝑒 𝑟 ⠀ׂ ⠀ ͡꒱

ㅤ ㅤㅤ♡ㅤ𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 kiss you for the first timeㅤ۫ㅤ𝅄ㅤೀ

— 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘥, 𝘑𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭, 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴, 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘐𝘥𝘪𝘢, 𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘢, 𝘙𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦, 𝘈𝘻𝘶𝘭, 𝘝𝘪𝘭, 𝘒𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮 <3

˚꒰🌼꒱‧ Hi there! Before you read this, you should know that English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇 ─ ★ . ♡𝆬

His lips pressed against hers, a gentle touch, A reflection of love, too powerful to hush. Their bodies entwined, in a romantic embrace, A moment of magic, frozen in space. In that moment, nothing else exists, Just the two of them, lost in a kiss. Their hearts beating as one, a symphony of desire, Their souls entwined, in a passionate fire. Each kiss like a story, untold and new, Their love, like a flower, blossoms and grew. Lost in the sweetness, of each other's lips, Their love, an ocean, with endless dips. As their lips part, and they gaze into each other's eyes, The world around them, fades into the night. For in that moment, they are all that they need, Their love, like a dream, impossible to concede. Their kiss, a symbol, of their eternal bond, A love so pure, it could never be conned. In each other's arms, they find solace and peace, A love so beautiful, it will never cease.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇 ─ ✭ . ♡𝆬

The moonlight danced upon their skin, As lips met in a passionate spin. Two souls entwined, two hearts as one, Lost in a moment, under the stars and sun. His fingers tracing every curve, Her body, a sanctuary he did serve. Their love a fire, burning bright, In each other's arms, everything felt right. Their breaths mingled, their hearts in sync, A love like theirs, impossible to sink. With every kiss, their bond grew stronger, In this embrace, their souls could linger. He whispered words of love and adoration, Her heart filled with overwhelming sensation. In his arms, she felt safe and free, With her lover, she knew she'd always be. Their kiss, a symphony of emotions, Every touch, a rush of intense notions. In this moment, all the world stood still, As they kissed, on a journey to fulfil.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 ─ ☁︎ . ♡𝆬

With a gentle touch, And a longing gaze, He leaned in, To kiss his lover's face. Their lips met, In a moment of bliss, And all the world, Seemed to simply exist. The warmth of his love, Flowed through his veins, As he held her close, In a sweet embrace. Their hearts beat as one, In this perfect embrace, As their love overflowed, In this peaceful space. For in that instant, Nothing else mattered, As they shared a kiss, That left them shattered. But it was a beautiful mess, That they didn't mind, For in each other's arms, Is where they truly find. A love that's eternal, A love that's pure, A love that's beautiful, And will forever endure.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀 ─ 𓇥 . ♡𝆬

Through the streets they walked, Hand in hand, hearts intertwined, The world faded away, As their love enshrined. With each step they took, Their souls became one, In a perfect harmony, Under the setting sun. As they stopped by a bench, He gazed into her eyes, And saw his whole world, Reflecting in her sighs. He gently cupped her face, And whispered her name, And in that moment, Nothing was the same. With tender touch, He wiped away her tears, And softly he spoke, Her deepest fears. He promised to be there, Through thick and thin, To hold her close, While the moon danced and spin. She melted in his arms, Feeling his love so pure, A love that she never, Thought she'd ever procure. He took her breath away, With a simple kiss, Filled her with warmth, And pure bliss. Their love was a fire, Burning ever so bright. For in each other's arms, They found solace and peace, Their love a masterpiece, That will never cease. And as they parted, With one last embrace, He held her close, And saw love in her face. For in that moment, He knew she was his forever, A love so true, That nothing could sever.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋 ─ ⚝ . ♡𝆬

With the moon as witness to their love, He pulls her close, like fitting glove. His lips softly graze her own, In this moment, they're not alone. Her heart beats faster in his embrace, Her fears all vanish without a trace. For in his kiss, she finds her home, Her love for him forever grown. His hands cup her face with such care, He whispers sweet nothings in her ear. Their love ignites a fiery flame, No longer able to be tamed. In his arms, she feels complete, Her heart, his hands gently beat. Their love, like a symphony, Filling her with pure ecstasy. Their kiss is a dance of passion, A journey without any ration. Their souls entwined in a perfect rhyme, A love that will withstand the test of time. As their lips part with a gentle sigh, Their love shines bright, like stars in the sky. Hand in hand, they embrace the night, Their love, a beautiful and wondrous sight.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐄 ─ ✿ . ♡𝆬

Their love was pure, their hearts entwined, No force could ever break the bind. He took her hand and pulled her close, Their lips connected, time froze. The world stood still, their passion grew, As he softly whispered, 'I love you'. The moon above, the gentle breeze, Their love could bring a world to its knees. He traced her jaw with tender touch, Lost in the moment, oh so much. Her eyes locked on him, filled with adoration, Their love like fire, an eternal sensation. In that kiss, they shared their souls, Each kiss sealing, making them whole. No words were needed, their love spoke true, Their hearts beat in sync, as if on cue. He held her close, their love embraced, As if in that moment, all worries erased. The world around them faded away, Nothing else mattered, not even the day. Their love was all-consuming, a burning fire, In that kiss, all their desires. Their hearts beat as one, in perfect harmony, This love, so pure, a beautiful symphony. With every kiss, they shared their dreams, No need for words, their bond redeemed. Their love, a masterpiece, a work of art, Etched in their hearts, never to depart. He tasted her love, in every breath, In that kiss, their souls were blessed. Their love, like a rose, bloomed in the night, Their kiss, a shining star, a guiding light. He held her close, their love complete, In that kiss, their hearts did meet. Their love, a story, a beautiful tale, In that moment, nothing else prevailed.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃 ─ ∞ . ♡𝆬

He held her close, in a loving embrace, Her lips so soft, her touch so gentle. Their hearts entwined, in a passionate race, Their love, pure and simple. With trembling hands, he brushed her hair, Her eyes, sparkling with desire. He whispered words, so sweet and rare, As his love for her, grew higher.Their bodies pressed together, In a dance of eternal love. As they kissed, in perfect weather, The stars shone brighter above. He drank in her scent, a heavenly perfume, As his love for her, overflowed. He knew in his heart, she was his only bloom, In a garden of thorns, she glowed. Their souls intertwined, in a moment divine, As they shared this intimate bliss. With every kiss, their love would shine, An unbreakable bond, sealed with a kiss. As they parted, his heart ached with love, For his lover, his everything. He knew in his heart, she was a gift from above, And they would share this love, forever and always.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑 ─ ☾ . ♡𝆬

Amidst the moonlit stars, Two souls stood close, As he leaned in to kiss her, Her heart tumbled and rose. His gentle touch upon her cheek, Sent shivers down her spine, The way he looked at her, Was pure and divine. Their lips finally met, In a passionate embrace, It felt like time had stopped, As he held her face. Their love was like a fire, Burning bright and strong, And in that very moment, Nothing could go wrong. As they broke the kiss, Both were left in awe, For it felt like magic, In that romantic thaw. Their love was their sanctuary, A world of their own, And in each other's arms, They found their true home. So let them kiss, let them love, In this blissful delight, For nothing quite compares.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 ─ ♔ . ♡𝆬

In a quiet moment of pure devotion, He leans in close with tender affection, His lover's lips, the only destination, As their embrace ignites a fiery fusion. Their breaths entwine, hearts start to race, As soft caresses trace each face, In this embrace, love knows no bounds, As their lips find solace in the sweetest sounds. With each kiss, their love is reaffirmed, In that moment, all worries are adjourned, For nothing else matters in this world, As their love story continues to unfurl. Gentle hands caress her silken hair, As he whispers words of love and care, Their love, a masterpiece in its own right, Painted with each kiss, with each moment bright. Their passion deeper than oceans wide, He holds nothing back, his heart open wide, For this kiss is not just a mere sensation, But an expression of their deep connection. As their lips slowly part, they share a smile, For this love, nothing could ever defile.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎 ─ ❤︎ . ♡𝆬

Their lips meet in a tender embrace, As sparks fly and hearts race. His hand on her cheek, so gentle and mild, Their love, like a beautiful song, beguiled. In his arms, she feels safe and warm, All doubts and fears quickly transform. Into pure bliss, as they share this kiss, No words needed, just this moment of pure bliss. His touch, so soft, yet full of passion, Their love, a never-ending fashion. Their souls entwined, as they stand here, In this moment, nothing else matters, my dear. The world fades away, as their bodies entangle, Their love, a beautiful, unbreakable tangle. Their hearts beating as one, in perfect rhythm, This love, so beautiful, with no beginning or end. With each kiss, their love only grows, A bond, like a precious, fragrant rose. Their love, a masterpiece, never to be sold, A love story, forever to be told. As they break the kiss, their eyes still locked, Their love, like a key, in each other it's unlocked. They know, in each other's arms, they belong, Their love, so beautiful, so pure and strong.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐓 ─ 𓇼 . ♡𝆬

With passion in his eyes, He leans in for the kiss. The touch of his lover's lips, Is a moment of pure bliss. His heart beats faster, As their lips finally meet. He feels the warmth of her breath, As their love is so sweet. The world fades away, As he holds her in his arms. His love for her grows stronger, As they share this loving charm. Their souls intertwine, In this kiss so pure and true. Every worry and fear, All just fade and flew. He knows he's found his home, In the embrace of her kiss. For she is his everything, His love, his eternal bliss. As they slowly pull away, He holds her close and tight. Whispering sweet words, Telling her she's his forever light. In that simple moment, Their love was truly shown. For in each other's arms, They feel truly and beautifully known.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐌 ─ ✧ . ♡𝆬

He gazed into her eyes, like pools of rich dark hue, And felt his heart sing, like a bird in the blue, He held her close, their bodies entwined, As he lowered his lips to hers, both lost in time. Their passionate kiss, a symphony of fire, Their love so pure, it could never tire, With every caress, every touch, every sigh, Their love blossomed, like a butterfly. For in that moment, nothing else existed, Just the two of them, their love persisted, Their souls entwined, their hearts beating as one, Their love, like a rose, forever unwon. And as the stars twinkled, and the night grew still, He whispered sweet words, her heart to fill, For she was his everything, his one true love, And together they'll soar, like two wings of a dove. The moon smiled down, as they shared their love, And the night whispered secrets, from the stars up above, For this moment, this kiss, was a love so divine.

@fragileheartbeats . Don't plagiarise, repost, or translate any of my works on here or any other websites.

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[mangocustard16]

[10:23 PM]

pairing: mingyu x reader genre: fluff, established relationship warnings: kissing (the jaw kinda suggestive idk) :) wc: 170 a/n: mingyu is so husband coded argue with the wall idk what else to say !!

"so i just told her that my husband was cooking dinner for us, and i won't be able to join her for the after party," you said with a smile, feeling a rush of warmth as mingyu's eyes widened at the unexpected term of endearment.

"what did you just call me?" mingyu said his heart fluttering at the butterflies-inducing word"

"....husband?....does it make you uncomfort-" Before you could finish, mingyu's lips met yours in a sweet, tender kiss, his mind replaying the newfound title "my husband... my husband...".

You melted into the kiss, feeling a wave of affection wash over you. mingyu pulled back, his arms wrapping around your waist as he whispered, "Never ever stop calling me that." Giggling you took his face in your hands, you placed a gentle kiss on the beautifully placed mole on his nose, whispering softly, "Husband" as he hugs your waist tighter, leaving kisses trailing your jaw mumbling thing like, "don't ever call me baby ever again, just call me husband....your husband".

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[yellowharrington]

wildflower and barley -- joel miller x reader

pairing + fandom: joel miller x reader, the last of us (hbo)

word count: 5k+ oops

warnings/notes: smut smut smut!!! minors DNI, 18+!!! no outbreak!au. age gap (it's implied reader is in her 20s while joel is 45) and mentions of joel being kinda perverted and liking it lol. drinking (both reader and joel, not excessive), use of a dating app like tinder but not specified, unprotected PIV w creampie and oral (m+f receiving), do not fuck your tinder hookups without protection i'm just horny and gross. excessive use of darlin' as a nickname. implied that reader likes men. she/her pronouns used, afab!reader (with mentions of body parts), no use of y/n. if i missed anything lmk!

a/n: heavily inspired by this post by @yesttoheaven about joel's tinder profile!! it has been rotting my brain since i saw it which literally inspired me to write my first fic in the tlou fandom ever so please be gentle with me. i imagined show!joel because i've never played the game so do with that what you will. please reblog and leave comments if u enjoy it <3333

divider by @cafekitsune

summary: after deciding to change your age range on a dating app in hope of a change of scenery, you stumble across joel miller.

No one likes using dating apps.

Swiping left, left, left mindlessly at troves of men holding fish, showing off their trucks, or with deer heads mounted to the walls behind their selfies holding guns.

This was Texas, after all.

Having just moved here, it was a little shocking, to say the least. But you were getting used to the “eligible” bachelors that were your age generally looking and acting the same. When you did end up finding someone of interest, you were usually turned off pretty quickly by whatever shitty pick-up line they had chosen. Or, your personal favourite, “wanna fuck?”

No thanks.

It was an idyllic summer evening, the hot stuffy air of Austin flowing in through your windows. You laid in bed, propped up on the pillows against your headboard and sorting through the faces that adorned your screen. No one particularly interesting, as usual, and every profile was starting to melt together to look the same.

You sighed, looking into your settings, adjusting and increasing different metrics to hopefully change the pool just enough for there to be someone new or interesting. 

Age range: 25-30

Your eyebrow cocked as you looked onto the screen, pulling the slider more to the right experimentally. No one was here to see you, and even though it was slightly embarassing to be interested in older men, you’d be lying if you said it didn’t pique your interest to imagine it. Even just to try, and see, if they ever really did grow up. You imagined it was wishful thinking, but increased the range anyways.

Age range: 35-45

Feeling the need to throw your phone across the room after doing that, you placed it face down under your pillow and slid out of bed. No use in swiping through them now, and you were getting tired of looking. A pint of Ben and Jerry’s and a new episode of your favourite show was waiting for you downstairs.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾

Joel Miller does not use dating apps.

He barely knows how to send a text on his phone, let alone navigate the world of online women. Not to say he didn’t explore the options, so to speak, but they usually were not ones that were single, his age, and in his area. Unless the ads on those sites were real, that is.

“It’s starting to get sad,” Sarah had remarked at breakfast, when they got on the topic, and Joel feigned hurt. Hand over his heart, he dropped his fork onto the plate. “It’s not sad, Jesus. I’m just busy, is all.”

“Busy not gettin’ busy,” Sarah remarked, and Joel’s eyes widened. “Hey now! None of that.”

A blush spread up his cheeks and ears as they continued to eat breakfast in slightly awkward silence, before Joel took his plate to the sink. “Okay, off to school, you. And no more conversations about my dating life. Ever.”

Sarah laughed as she finished off the last of the juice in her glass. “I’m just saying, dad. You can if you want to. Might be nice for you.”

Joel planted a soft kiss to her head before she bounded out the door, rolling his eyes and calling out a ‘love you’ before she closed the door swiftly behind her. Joel stared at his cell phone on the table. Maybe it would be nice.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾

The following evening, you were a little too excited to see the dating app specimens you had acquired. Not sure what to expect, really, and you went in with no expectations. It’s not like they’d magically all be tall, dark, and handsome, but some variety never killed anybody.

Paul, 41

Daddy, but not yours. No libs allowed. 6’ because that matters.

You sighed deeply. Some things never change. 

After swiping through much of what you were used to, a profile managed to catch your eye among the sea of disappointment.

Joel, 45

Just a Southern gentleman trying this out for the first time. Contractor of over 10 years. I love my daughter, BBQ, strong coffee, and sleeping in. 

Now that was the most interesting thing you’d seen in a while.

He didn’t look a day over 40. His eyes creased at the corners when he smiled wide in his photos. He looked tan, a product of the Texas heat and his job, you thought. His features were accompanied by salt-and-pepper facial hair and messy curls that looked soft and pliable. His photos showed off his physique incredibly, tight wash-worn t-shirts pulling over his arms and shoulders, looking big, broad. He was no doubt the most handsome man you’d seen on an app, maybe ever.

When you swiped right before you could think too hard, you were surprised to see the green “Match!” Flash across your screen.

Your fingers ghosted over the keyboard on your phone, thinking of a witty thing to say, probably for too long.

Your phone buzzed as you saw a notification pop up.

Joel has sent you a message.

Hey, darlin’. How are ya?

You felt your face warm at the sweet message, when was the last time someone had called you darlin’? Ever?

Hey cowboy. I’m great, how are you?

He was certainly an eager responder, taking only a few seconds to reply. You found yourself smiling down at your phone screen.

Cowboy… I like that. I’m better now that I’m talking to you.

Oh, Joel, who told you to say that? 😂

No good?

Not bad. 6/10. 

Only 6/10? I’ll work on it. I like to think I’m better in person. 

I would love to find out. 

You found yourself emboldened by how easy the conversation was flowing. Joel was certainly easy to talk to, easier than the other matches you had going for you, and infinitely more handsome.

Oh, would you? Alright. I’d love to take you to dinner sometime. If you don’t mind being seen with an old man such as myself in public. Or meeting a stranger from the internet.

He’s a very handsome stranger. I would love to go to dinner with you. Know any good spots? I’m new around here.

There’s a great barbecue spot in downtown Austin. If you’d prefer something fancier, let me know.

I love bbq. Just tell me where and when, cowboy.

Tomorrow, 7pm ok?

You sent him your phone number in the message. Fuck it.

Sounds great. Text me the address, I’ll be there. :)

Joel’s reply didn’t come. Instead, a text appeared at the top of your screen with an unknown number. 

It’s Joel. This the right number?

Yup. You found me.

Great. Talk tomorrow sweetheart. Looking forward to it. :)

He texted you the address of the restaurant, right before you opened the contact card, saving his name as “cowboy ♡”.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾

Cowboy. Cowboy. Cowboy. It was playing over in his head like a broken fuckin’ record. 

Joel was positively freaking out about this date.

Sarah had managed to secure a sleepover at her friend’s place, so the house would be empty for the night. He had been busying himself with cleaning the entirety of the house, even taking the time to mow the grass before work and vacuum the family room. He can’t remember the last time he vacuumed anywhere.

Would she even make it back here? How does this work? Will she want to sleep over or hang out on the couch or should he be making a dessert for after?

His mind was brought out of it’s craze by Sarah jumping down the stairs. She plopped her bag down on the freshly wiped countertop.

“Careful,” he warned, putting a hand up. “I just cleaned that off.”

“I can tell. It smells like the cleaning aisle threw up in here.”

He smirked before patting her head with his hand, as she aggressively smoothed out her hair. “Dad! Don’t!”

“When do you wanna go to Ellie’s?” He asked, more gaging how long he has left to get ready than actually asking.

“Probably soon. Why? Tryna get rid of me?” she poked her dad in the side, but when she flinched away instead, a large smile spread across her face. He was tense.

“What’s your deal?” Joel hated the way she knew him so well sometimes.

“Nothing.“

“Are you going on a date?”

Silence fell over the kitchen between the two of them, as Joel’s shoulders slumped in defeat. “How did you know?”

“Oh my god, you actually took my advice,” Sarah laughed, watching her dad’s face burn red with embarrassment. “Just don’t do anything weird on communal surfaces, please.”

Joel shook his head at her suggestion, already becoming annoyed with the whole prospect. He was so nervous, about what to wear, how to act, what the expectation was… let alone, what would happen if they made it back to his place at all. 

Although, when he was able to shake his nerves for a second, he was just really fucking excited.

“Wear those dark jeans, and that green shirt you wore to Tommy’s last week. Looks good on you.” Sarah smiled as she put her arms around Joel’s middle, while his worries melted away with her touch. “She’ll love you, I promise.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾

It had been such a long time since you’d been on a proper date, you were starting to lose your mind at the simple process of deciding what to wear.

Clothes were strewn across every surface of your apartment, shoes matching with jeans that matched with cardigans, tops that matched with belts and jackets.

It’s 87 degrees at 5 o’clock, idiot. You’re not wearing a jacket. Relax.

Exhausted of picking out outfits and making decisions, you collapsed on your couch and took a look at your options. You landed on an easy sundress, putting the rest of your clothes back in their respective drawers, and pulling out all of the products you were expecting to use to get ready.

You scrolled through your phone aimlessly as a notification bubble popped up on the screen.

We still on for tonight darlin’? Or did you change your mind?

No worries if you did. I respect that.

You let out a cackle at the message, thinking about how he must look right now. Was he nervous? Scared? Was he just looking for a controversially young fuck?

You weren’t… completely against that.

Didn’t change my mind, wouldn’t in a million years :)

Meet you there. Can’t wait to see you.

His eagerness to meet up would’ve been a red flag if it were any other run of the mill guy, but something about Joel felt special. There didn’t seem to be any funny business with him; too sincere to try anything other than just a good old fashioned date.

You too, cowboy.

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When Joel showed up at the restaurant, he clenched a small bouquet of pink peonies in his right hand and checked his watch obsessively. The minutes ticked away, as he kept a high alert for anyone who could be his potential date. He knew what you looked like, of course, but this being his first time doing anything of this sort is making him hyperaware of anything going awry.

When he does lay eyes on you, his whole gaze softens. A pink sundress, hair pristinely styled and a bounce in your step that reminded him of summer. You looked like an angel, the sunset behind you painting the sky tangerine, which reflected off of the shine against your supple skin. So young, beautiful, it was taking his breath away.

“Joel?”

Your voice matched your sweet demeanour, and he was taken out of his waking daydream.

“Hi,” is all he can say, letting his breath out as he relaxed. “Yes, hi, sorry. I’m Joel.”

“Hi,” you laugh back, eyes darting to the flowers in his hand. They matched your dress.

“These are for you,” he gets the hint, extending his arm out, and you can see the veins bulging in his forearm. He looked so much stronger in person, it was making your knees go weak.

“Thank you, wow,” you held them up to your nose to smell the sweet aroma. “I love peonies.”

“Me too,” he smiled, showing off a string of pearly white teeth, that contrasted with the pink of his lips and the even tan of his skin.

“Shall we?” He extended his arm to you for you to grab onto, and you got to feel the warmth of his skin for yourself. Your hand wrapped around his forearm as he opened the door of the restaurant for you, leading you inside and catching a glimpse of the backs of your thighs as you walked in front of him.

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When you were finally sitting, the conversation flowed easily. He was truly a Southern gentleman, like he had said. It wasn’t normal for you to open up so quickly, but Joel was so easy going and smart, he asked the right questions and knew when to listen. He knew how to listen, a warm gaze and a nod along, asking follow up questions to your answers and easily getting to know you.

You asked about his daughter, his family, his work. He was happy to tell you. 

“So, what’s a man like you doing being single in this city?” You take a sip of the wine in the glass in front of you, burgundy staining your bottom lip. 

He takes a bite of the food in front of him, a napkin pressing to his lips quickly after. “Been busy,” he started to say, honey brown eyes meeting yours for a second. His gaze sent an electrifying pulse down your spine.

“And, well, when Sarah’s mom left there was a ton to do,” he says it nonchalantly, as if that should be something normal to happen. “House, work, school, she keeps my hands full. Hasn’t been a lot of time.” His syrupy drawl is pulling you in, you’re enticed by the way he speaks to you. So easy, warm, soft. You wonder what his hands feel like on your body, lips pressed to your neck, torso pressed against yours.

“Sorry, that’s a lot of information for a first date,” he laughs to cover the awkwardness, and quietly curses himself for going into so much detail about his precarious family situation and basically admitting to you that he hasn’t fucked anything other than his hand in the last 5 or so years.

“No, it’s okay,” you slide your hand across the table, palm up, urging him to slot his hand into it. He takes it, easily, enveloping yours. His fingers find the pulse point on your wrist. You let your eyes drift up to his, drinking in the way his chest fills out the shirt he chose.

“What’s your story?” He asks earnestly, giving your hand a squeeze. “Can’t imagine there isn’t a long line of people outside waiting to take my place, darlin’.”

You blush furiously at the nickname, and let your eyes meet his once again. “You have no idea the… mess that is out there,” the wine is calling your name to take another sip at the mere thought, but you refrain. “Certainly not too many I am interested in.”

“So, is that why you’re on a date with an old man on a beautiful summer night in Austin?”

You could tell Joel, in a twisted way, liked that you were younger than him. It made him feel younger by admission, that you’d want to spend time with him. 

“You’re not that much older,” you laugh, not even believing it yourself as the words left your lips. “And I like to try new things. Don’t you like trying new things, sometimes?”

It was his turn to let his face go red at your insinuation. If only you knew how ‘new’ this really was for him, how much he was pushed out of his comfort zone right now.

You didn’t notice. 

A little more polite small talk and exchanging of stories was all you could take before the tension was becoming too much. After another glass of wine and a shared plate of sky-high chocolate cake for dessert, you were enjoying his company and could tell he was enjoying yours all the same. When you met his gaze again, hands still intertwined, you could tell there was a question on the tip of his tongue.

“Would you want to…“ - a nervous pause, with a halo of lust - “come back to mine for a nightcap? I’ve got an empty house this evening.”

You couldn’t help but smirk, knowing in your heart that Joel must’ve made arrangements for his family not to be home in anticipation. He had to have planned for you, known in his heart you’d say yes.

“I’d love that.”

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Joel’s home is unmistakably him. It smells like a pine candle that sits near the front door and a faint aroma of laundry detergent. There’s photos everywhere, him and his daughter, his brother’s family. Big windows were letting in the twinkling lights of the city outside, the inky sky making them look brighter against its canvas.

“You have a beautiful home,” you say, although it seems a little formal for the situation. What else do you say to a grown-up in their house?

“Thank you,” he takes a bottle of whiskey from the bar cart and pours two rock glasses, handing you one. He flicks on a lamp, ambient light filling the room and painting his skin amber orange, as he joins your side by his kitchen table.

“I did a lot of the construction myself, the decorations are my daughter.” He points lazily to the trinkets on the shelves and photos on the wall. “I don’t really have a good eye for that type of stuff.” 

You take a sip from the drink and it coats your throat, burning down as you suppress a cough at the taste. You nod along as he explains the design choices he made in the home, and you play along, knowing it’s likely out of anxiety.

“What about upstairs?”

Your eyes are innocent as they meet his, although you understand the implication you’re making whole-heartedly. He puts his glass down on the kitchen table and you follow his lead, his strong hand around your wrist as he leads you up the stairs wordlessly.

“It’s not anything,” - he clears his throat - “special,” he shows you around the second floor, finishing at the door of his bedroom that has been left slightly ajar. 

You step in quietly, leading him inside as you take in the bedroom. Neatly folded clothes, a made bed that looks well loved. Blue sheets and fluffy pillows, big bay windows that let the moonlight in.

“I think it’s nice,” you say simply, letting yourself turn around to meet his broad frame. He looks down at you slightly, eyes meeting yours as your hand drops from his grasp and snakes around his neck. His hands come up the sides of your dress, pulling it up slightly, but landing on your waist.

“Is this okay?” He asks tentatively in the dark of the room, his lips so close to yours already you can practically taste the whiskey on his lips for yourself. You answer him by pressing your tentative lips to his, slotting them together easily.

Joel’s grip on your waist tightens momentarily as he takes you in, pulling you as close as he possibly can. He can smell the perfume on your neck and the wine on your lips from earlier, and it’s making his need for you increase tenfold. 

You pull him into you as you stumble back to let your knees hit his mattress, sitting down and letting your hands come to his belt buckle. Your hands came to undo it as he pulled his t-shirt off to throw onto the floor beside him, bending down to help you pull the dress over your shoulders to meet his t-shirt.

You made quick work of his jeans, pushing them to the ground and looking up at him with a keen glance. You could see the breath making his belly rise and fall, anticipating your touch on him any second.

When your hand wrapped around the base of his cock, his breath hitched and his head rolled back. He was already half-hard only from kissing you, so a few pumps made him easily ready for your mouth.

“You’re so big,” is all you can think to say, head spinning from the sheer size of him right in front of your face. Your mouth watered at the way his hand palmed through your hair, pulling you in closer to him for some relief.

It was intoxicating to him, the way your mouth fit around his cock. Such a beautiful sight to see, your head licking and sucking at his tip, gathering spit there to lubricate him. His knees were going weak as he watched intently, no thought able to cross his mind, other than maybe how long it had been since he’d had anyone to do this with. He was going to have to pace himself if it was all like this.

Your mouth constrained around the length of him, taking him deeper and deeper with every bob of your head. Filthy sounds were filling the room now, of your eager mouth pulling him in as best you could. His hand stayed steady at the back of your head, not pushing, just softly pressed there for support. His other hand found your shoulder, pushing down your bra strap.

“God, darlin’,” was all he could choke out, using his hand to pull you off of him. Your hand lazily stroked him as you looked up at him, spit collecting at the corners of your mouth. “I’m not gonna last long if you keep doin’ that,” his laugh eased some of the tension in the room, as you took your other hand and wiped the spit away.

He leaned down, pressing a fervent kiss to your lips before using his own hands to unclasp your bra and let your breasts free. His lips traveled to the side of your neck, before he was kneeled down between your legs, sucking your nipple into his mouth. He lapped at you, all consuming, as his hand came up to grasp the other breast that wasn’t being serviced. He moaned at the noises you were making, lewd whines into the night air that only encouraged him. 

His lips made their way down your body to your clothed centre, your back against his soft sheets. You looked down at him intently, watching as he pulled your panties down your legs and immediately delved into your pussy with broad strokes of his tongue.

Your body jerked upwards at the contact, hand fisting the sheet beside you as he lapped at you, like a man starved. His expert tongue found your clit easily, sucking and licking at you for what felt like hours. You thought about his heavy cock between his legs, begging to be touched, hard as ever as he licked at you desperately.

“Joel,” you whined out, feeling your hand reach down to grab at his curls and push him deeper into you. That only made him moan, one hand lazily fisting his cock as the other came up to dip a finger into you, allowing you to see stars when you screwed your eyes shut.

His fingers were so large, pressed into your core as you fucked yourself on them and his tongue in tandem. He was groaning and grunting, and you hoped his neighbours couldn’t see into the window at the desperate filth that was going on in his bedroom.

“Fuck, Joel, please,” you begged, but he had no mercy, and your orgasm was creeping up on you. He was ready to watch you come undone, pushing a second finger into you and furiously sucking on your clit. His other hand left his own pleasure and wrapped around your breast, pressing and playing with the hard nub there, pinching to provide a little bit of sting to it. It was sending you into another dimension.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” and his voice is gravely and debauched, enough to send you into your first orgasm, chanting his name and pulling on his hair. He was happily licking at you, fingers still pressing in and out as to not mess up the rhythm, as you rode out your orgasm against his face. 

When you started to come down, he finally detached himself from you before standing up between your legs and pressing his broad palms to your thighs. He stayed there for a moment, cock still hard and heavy between his legs as you gazed up at him, out of breath from his work.

“You’re really good at that,” was all you could think to say, head clouded with arousal. You moved up on the bed a little, opening your legs and pressing your knees apart to show your pussy to him again.

“Please fuck me, Joel,” you breathe out, letting your hand find your own clit to rub it teasingly for him. It was still so sensitive, but the way he was looking down at you, eyes dark and stormy with need, you could almost come again just from that.

He put a knee down on the bed and crawled on top of you, his lips finding yours once again as your hands found his face. You held him there, savouring the kiss as his tongue crashed against yours, all warmth and spit and the taste of you. His hand found your breast and continued to play with your nipples, softly, coaxing more moans into his mouth from yours.

He leaned back and slipped his cock inside of you, filling you up immediately and making you gasp. He groaned into the side of your neck, tonguing the side of your ear and kissing you feverishly as he pumped in and out of you.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him impossibly close, your moans filling the room as he rocked in and out of you. He kissed your jaw and chest, before reaching down between your bodies and pressing his thick finger to your clit again, using the wetness there to draw circles around your sensitive nub.

“So pretty,” he smiles into your neck, your hand on the back of his, playing with the now-sweaty strands of hair on the nape. “So pretty for me, taking my cock,” the dirty talking is welcome as he continues to bring you closer to a second orgasm, your breath hitching once again.

“Come inside of me,” you say it like a whisper, a secret in the stillness of the room, and Joel is unsure he even heard you correctly.

“Are you sure?” He says it not accusingly, but in a way that conveys he feels like he just won the lottery.

“Yes, please, fill me up.”

You can see the way his eyes darken more, shifting so he’s on his knees and using your body to fuck himself on his thick cock. His hand continued to play with your clit, bringing you so close to your orgasm that tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. His cheeks were getting hot as he thrusted in and out furiously, and you could almost see the stress melt off of his face as he came close to his own undoing.

The white-hot feeling washes over you once again, eyes shutting before you’re back on your elbows and watching intently. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire as his thrusts become sloppy, your name pouring out of his lips like a prayer. You’re clenching around him and letting him ride out his high alongside you, slowing after his hot cum coats your walls and leaves you full of him.

He collapses on top of you, cock softening inside as you both catch your breath together. Your chests are sticky with sweat as you breathe, taking in the smell of him, and the feel of his warmth on your body.

He pulls himself from you and flops beside you, still taking a moment to admire you. You look over at him, a lazy smile on your face as your hand reaches out to caress the skin of his chest. He takes the time to run his fingertips up your arms and back as you lay there in silence together, just soaking in the moment in a post-sex glow.

“I guess I should get going,” you say after a few beats, sitting up to grab your dress off the floor. You cringe at the thought of throwing your underwear on and leaving, this being just another random hookup for you that never lead to anything. Joel was sweet.

A confused look spreads across his features and his brows knit together, before sitting up next to you at the edge of the bed.

“I mean, I don’t know how these things usually go,” he laughs, as his hand finds your lower back. “But you don’t gotta run outta here like a scared animal or somethin’.”

You look up at him again, unsure of what to do next. In your, albeit limited, experience with dating app hookups, you were expected to leave pretty much right after.

“Oh, um,” you look around the room at the soft worn-in sheets and the TV across from Joel’s bed. You take a look at him again, your eyes meeting his to match his gaze, where you can tell he’s mentally begging that you’ll stay the night.

“I mean, if you don’t mind, I’d be happy to stay.” Joel smiled lopsidedly and let his hand rub soothing circles at your lower back. 

“I’ll make it worth your while,” he laughs, stepping over to go into the bathroom and warm up a cloth for the mess spilling out from between your legs. “I wouldn’t mind wakin’ up and doing all that again tomorrow.”

You laugh and lay back onto his bed as he presses the warm cloth to your pussy, his lips once again finding yours to pull you in for a sweet kiss. 

You nod, sliding between the comfortable sheets as Joel runs downstairs to grab your abandoned drinks as well as a couple of bottles of ice cold water. He slips into the sheets next to you, not bothering to throw on any pajamas (not that you were complaining), and settling in beside you. After a few gulps of water, you nestled into his chest and let your hand find his tummy, resting on it as you listened to the even pattern of his breath.

“We should do this again. Like, after tomorrow morning.” you say quietly as you’re drifting in and out of sleep. His fingertips continues to slide across your arm and give you goosebumps as you snuggled closer into him, hearing a laugh exhale out of his nose and feeling a kiss press to the top of your head. 

In his sleepy, deep southern drawl, he replies. “Don’t have to ask me twice, darlin’.”

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[thebimbopalace]

ᥫ᭡. 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁. older bf!nanami hcs that live in my dreams w/ tiny drabbles attached. sfw + n*fw

.ᐟ contains — f!reader, explicit content (mdni), foul language, age gap (reader : early twenties, nanami : late twenties), feminine pet names, reader is in college, use of y/n, fingering, riding, spanking

.ᐟ authors note — this is very self indulgent (especially the first set of hcs). i just want an older boyfriend to stroke my hair and call me a good girl.

older bf!nanami who takes you on weekly trips to barnes and noble. he knows that reading is your way of escaping from the stresses in your life (which he tries to make go away) so, he figures to indulge you whenever you’re feeling down about anything.

older bf!nanami wants you to know money is no object when it comes to what you want. your happiness and mental well-being are a top priority for him. although he expects you to complain when he does spoil you. and you always do, not that it matters to him. he just finds it adorable.

“but kento—“, “but nothing my love, you want books you’re going to get them,” nanami says adamantly as he drags you by the wrist into the bookstore. the smell of paper and coffee beans fills your nose and you visibly relax. it’s like all your worries just melt away, almost as if they never existed. nanami looks at you and smiles fondly as he sees the creases in between your brows go away, your shoulders in their natural resting position, and your eyes sparkle with excitement as they skim the massive bookshelves. nanami grabs a basket, takes your hand, and walks you towards the escalator. “you can get anything you want my sweet, no limits.”

older bf!nanami would take care of you. always making sure you’re eating enough, drinking enough water, and getting sufficient sleep. he just cares so much for you, and the last thing he wants is to see his sweetie pie not at her best. as said above, your mental state and health are at the forefront of his mind.

older bf!nanami knows college is a lot for you. class after class, homework after homework, it seems never-ending. and he’s proud of you for handling it all so well. from what you’ve told him in the past, proper hydration and food consumption weren’t even on your radar during college. how you managed to survive off of water and a granola bar is something he still doesn’t understand.

“hun, i’m home.” silence. “babe?” nanami calls out to you. still nothing. he decides to investigate. as he walks around the main floor of the home, you’re nowhere to be found. he walks upstairs and peeks into your shared bedroom and there you are. Laptop on the bed, papers spread out across the sheets, textbook in your lap, eyes glued to the screen. focused. nanami walks into the room and gives you a soft kiss on your forehead. “hi hun.” you mumble something that sounds like “hey,” as you keep typing away.

“did you eat today?” he inquires. no answer. but from the way your fingers slowed down on the keyboard, he got his answer. nanami takes his massive hand and cups your chin, forcing, albeit gently, you to look at him. “i’ll ask again, did you eat today?” he firmly reiterates. your eyes shift away from him as you mumble a small “no.” he sighs. not out of disappointment, but out of concern for you. his hand slides from your chin down your neck and tucks a strand behind your ear. “up baby, i’ll make you something to eat then we’ll rest together, m’kay?”

older bf!nanami is a foreplay enthusiast. sometimes, it’s more fulfilling to him than the act itself. the teasing touches, kisses, and gentle licks to your most sensitive spots. and it’s worth seeing your reactions.

older bf!nanami who knows patience just isn’t in your vocabulary. your little mannerisms to urge him to hurry, makes his heart flutter. the bucking of your hips, your whines, and whimpers make the torture worth it to him.

“ken, please hurry,” you whine as his fingers stroke your pink walls deeply. he keeps your legs spread over his thighs as your back is pressed into his chest. his warm breath brushes against your ear as nanami whispers “mmm, maybe i should teach you patience y/n by not letting this pussy cum.” your stomach drops at that thought and immediately shake your head, not wanting to be punished. a low chuckle escapes his lips. “good girl. keep bein’ that and you’ll be rewarded,” he says as his thumb circles your clit. “hngh, kentooo!” you mewled loudly as mouthwatering friction is applied to the hard bud. his giant fingers split you open while the pads knead your g-spot with accuracy. “gods that pussy’s jus’ clamping around my fingers baby. feels good, doesn’t it pretty girl?”

older bf!nanami loves it when you ride him. normally or in reverse. i mean, how could he not love looking at you in that position? feeling the weight of you on his lap as you bounce up and down, your tits in his face (which makes it easier for him to suck on your nipples), to the way you cling onto his muscular physique as pleasure racks your brain. truly a gift.

older bf!nanami spanks you when you’re on top of him. there i said it. whether it’s to urge you to pick up your pace or to just watch as the fat jiggles from the impact, he has to see it. and he knows you love it when he spanks your ass or thigh. somehow, the pain provokes you to move faster, harder on him. you just want to satisfy him, and he couldn’t love you more when you’re like that.

“don’t stop y/n, feels fuckin’ good,” nanami groans as the fat of your ass crashes on his lap with every bounce of your hips. his hands clutch onto your hips as his fingers leave indents on the skin. “k-kento, ahh,” you whimper as your pace slows down. your knees and thighs begin to ache from the constant up-and-down movements on your lover. a rough smack hits your ass cheek as he says “did i tell you to stop?”, “no,” you say breathlessly. “then keep going,” he growls as his hand spanks your cheeks again. and again. and again. with each hit, your movements speed up. it’s like the cramping in your thighs is nonexistent as his large cock pounds in and out of you. loud skin-slapping sounds vibrate through the bedroom as your moves never cease. “that’s my girl.”

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