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favorite musicians meme // victoria monét
[jaguar] reminds me that i’m a person of just as much value and importance. you can create your own wealth with your own talent. so don’t be so hard on yourself and doubting that.
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Ofc they had to make much more detailed video so I could hate on this scene even more
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De Cero is THAT bitch
And the Vertical Music Vid proved why
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In all my life, I never thought I would be so lucky as to fall in love with my best friend.
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Can u make one bout zion having a newborn and how you think hed act
Your baby was placed in your arms, wailing loudly but you didn’t care. Tears began unexpectedly streaming down your face as you held your baby in your arms, unable to take your eyes off him. You realized that you had never loved anything more in the world. After having him grow inside you for 9 months, you were ecstatic to finally be able to see him and hold him and most importantly raise him. You were looking forward to every little moment you were going to have with this child for the rest of your life.
You were finally able to tear your eyes off of him, looking over at Zion who was sat beside you, his eyes also fixated on the child you held in your arms.
“You wanna hold him?” you asked, kissing the top of his head as you placed your arms in a way where you were able to lift him up.
Zion nodded and you passed the baby over, laying it in Zion’s arms as he stared down at him, his smile so wide as he looked down at his child.
“Look at this little guy!” he exclaimed, looking back up at you briefly as he giggled, “we made this, this is ours.”
“He sure is,” you giggled, reaching over and squeezing Zion’s hand, grateful that he had been there for you throughout the whole process, and you couldn’t help but smile as you thought about all the memories your family was going to have in the future.
“Oh my god he’s so cute!” Zion squealed, lowering his face closer to your son’s, examining every detail of his face, his eyes welling up with tears slightly but they never slid down his face. His happiness radiated throughout the room as he ran his hand over the baby’s head, kissing it afterwards.
“I think he’s gonna end up looking like you,” he told you, looking back up at you.
“No way,” you said, shaking your head. “He’s gonna be a mini you for sure, no doubts about it.”
“Well I hope he looks like you more,” Zion nodded, “he’ll be just as beautiful as his mama.”
Zion managed to maneuver his way to you, able to lean down and kiss you as he took your hand in his.
“You did amazing today, baby,” he cooed, kissing you again, unable to control the insane happiness he was feeling. “You’ve been a trouper this whole time and now he’s finally here I can’t believe it. You did so well.”
“Couldn’t have done it without you,” you replied, smiling up at him.
Eventually the nurses told you that they were going to bathe the baby, and asked if you both wanted to join. You nodded excitedly and Zion helped you out of the hospital bed, not letting go of your hand the whole time.
Throughout the process you were staring into his eyes, and even though he was just born you felt like he was the missing piece you’ve been needing, the thing that has completed you fully. Now that he was here, you couldn’t imagine a life without him.
“I can’t wait to put him in one of those cute onesies we bought him,” Zion chuckled, cupping the water in his hand to put over the baby’s head.
“Me too, he’s gonna be the cutest little dude ever,” you laughed along.
“Maybe we’re a bit biased but who cares,” Zion laughed.
Once he was clean and all his tests were completed, you were able to go back to the bed and hold him, never wanting to let go.
“Can he stay this small please?” you laughed, kissing his face, noting the newborn baby smell that you loved so much.
“For real, he’s so cute,” Zion said, reaching over and playing with the baby’s fingers, mentally noting the size difference and laughing to himself, knowing it wasn’t going to be that way forever.
You both enjoyed this moment together with the new member of your family, completely on cloud nine. You didn’t even care about the struggles that came with parenthood, you were just over the moon about starting your new life with this baby.
“I gotta say we did good, babe,” Zion said, smiling at you, “but you did most of the work.”
“I can’t wait to go through this journey together,” you grinned, “I’m so happy to be here with you, Z.”
“We’re gonna be kick ass parents,” he nodded, kissing you as you both began giggling together, admiring your newborn son, who you knew you were barely going to be able to keep your eyes off of for a long time.
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62, 65, 94, drabble concept with Zion or brandon pleaseee!
“If you can’t sleep…we could have sex?”
“I don’t want you to stop”
“I had a bad dream again”
(still not super confident about my smut so this ain’t super nsfw and sorry it’s a lil short again)
You watched as everyone that you loved walked away form you, harsh words leaving their mouths as they faded away. They didn’t love you anymore, no one did. Everyone was gone.
You heard your name start to be called faintly, and you were unsure where it was coming from, your vision blurry due to the tears pouring from your eyes.
Your eyes shot open and you felt Zion beside you, shaking you slightly to wake you up as he called out your name.
“Hey, you okay?” he asked, “you were crying in your sleep.”
“Yeah,” you sighed, putting a hand through your hair, “I had a bad dream again.”
“You’re okay, I’m right here,” he smiled, pulling you into him, the warmth of his bare chest making you melt into him, the fear and pain you were feeling a minute ago starting to diminish, knowing you were okay.
You adjusted yourself so you were more comfortable, shutting your eyes again to go back to bed, happy that it was still early enough that you could sleep for a while.
Zion’s hands ran up and down your side, trying to help you calm down, his warm breath making the hair on your neck stand up. You lay in silence for a while, but soon enough you were tossing and turning, unable to get back to sleep. Your eyes kept opening, a loud sigh escaping your lips as you flopped onto your back.
“I can’t sleep,” you muttered, unsure if Zion was even still awake since he usually fell asleep pretty quickly.
He started kissing your shoulder and collarbone, making you shiver slightly at the feeling.
“Me neither,” he mumbled into your skin, nipping at your neck gently.
“If you can’t sleep…we could have sex?” he whispered, making you laugh slightly.
“Zion it’s like 1am,” you chuckled.
“So? We’ve done it before,” he smirked, his hands caressing your body again, making you smile at the touch.
“Horn dog,” you joked, making him laugh as well.
Your hands snaked their way around him to his back, running your nails along it gently, his lips still against your neck, moving up to your jaw and then finally your lips.
His hands went under your shirt, a light gasp leaving your lips since his fingertips were cold, feeling the vibration of his laugh against you. He reached his hand down, fiddling with the top of your panties.
“Zion,” you breathed.
“I can stop if you want me to,” he said, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable.
“I don’t want you to stop,” you smirked.
“You sure you aren’t tired?” he asked, removing his lips from your skin to look you in the eyes, his hand resting on your lower stomach.
“What else are we gonna do if we can’t sleep?” you teased, grabbing his hand and sliding it down lower, Zion lifting his eyebrow as his hands passed under the fabric.
“I’ll make you forget about your bad dreams, baby girl.”
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BTM
Title: BTM ( Breakup to Makeup) Synopsis : Sometimes what you expect to happen, doesn’t.
“I’m here to get my s….” Pausing at the last second to correct your tone and language. You’re not here to argue. You had done enough of that in the past couple of weeks leading up to the breakup.
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