#(seriously pls mark them so i won't forget to do this)

[goldendevilsivy]

what if i made up a crackship and posted it

[didishawn]

some Jules kounde smut plssss

This request surely made me see Koundé on a different light

No more Muchachos (Jules Koundé x Argentinian Reader) smut

Warnings: a bit of teasing because of the World Cup final, Koundé fucks you hard to shut you up, smut, some Spanish

Masterlist

If he has to hear the song one more time, Koundé will go mad.

En Argentina nací (I was born in Argentina)

Tierra del Diego y Lionel (land of Diego and Lionel)

De los pibes de Malvinas (of the guys frtom Malvinas)

Que jamás olvidaré (that I will never forget)

No te lo puedo explicar (I can't explain)

Porque no vas a entender (because you won't understand)

Las finales que perdimos (the finals that we lost)

Cuantos años la lloré (how many years I cried them)

Pero eso se terminó (but that finished)

Porque en el Maracaná (because in the Maracaná)

La final con los brazucas (the final with the Brazilians)

La volvió a ganar papá (Dad won it again)

He knows you are on heaven since the World Cup final, and doesn't matter how sad you felt for his loss, your happiness was greater at seeing Messi finally lifting up the Cup -even he was excited for that.

But he seriously cannot keep on going like this, everyday Muchachos sounds on repeat in your home, your low humming going with the music and always with a teasing look on your eye.

His teammates and the media find it so funny, how much you seem to love your dear Argentina over him -even he finds it funny, but can't help but dream of setting you straight as he finds himself singing the lyrics even when you are not around.

Dreams do become true.

Is what Koundé thinks as he pounds into you from the back, one hand pulling you back, the other on your hair pushing your face to be buried in between your comfortable pillows.

"Does that feel good, darling?"

He hears your muffled yes and smirks, hips still pistoning into yours.

"This is what needed to be done, isn't it? A good fuck so you can stop being an annoying little shit, love reminding me about that day, don't you?"

You lift your head, even with glossy eyes you still give him a teasing look, "No es mi culpa que perdieran, pa. Era para Sudamérica no para Europa" you hum, he groans, even if he loves how thick your accent gets on times like this. (not my fault you lost, dude. It was for South America not for Europa)

"You really are a little shit"

He spins you around, holding one of your legs up, kissing your ankle then placing it on his shoulder, reaching deeper inside you, his length and width have you closing your eyes and whining, it hurts so good -an expression you never understood until meeting Jules.

His lips are on yours, he wants to be the one thing you think about, his fingers playing with your bundle of nerves have you squirming around.

You are trembling, your moans are getting higher, nails leaving marks on his back, you bite into his neck, making him groan out and thrust harder.

He looks down at you, so much love in his eyes yet his thrusts are nothing but punishment, hard and fast, his lips are all over you, your breasts, neck, face, hair, one caressing your stomach, calming you down, a sweet kiss on your cheek. You are close, he can tell, he knows everything about you and can recognise the signs.

"Cum for me, darling. Let me feel you around me"

You moan as you reach your extasis, whines leaving your mouth as he continues on fucking you. You can feel him throb inside of you, you caress his back with you nails -something you know he loves, and have him trembling.

He suddenly leaves your insides, taking your hand and dragging you to the edge of the bed, he stands in front of you, your face inches away from his cock as he jerks himself off, a loud moan sounds as he cums on your face and he groans when he sees the look you give him while cleaning yourself off and moaning at his taste.

He cleans you up, and you lay side by side, you cuddling into his chest as he caresses you ans kisses your head.

He smiles down at you "Is that enough to get you to stop playing that goddamm song?"

"Sure, I suppose"

You will just have to start playing 3 estrellas en el conjunto, you guess.

[jzixuans]

I wonder if the Old Guard members write down the important things(experiences, thoughts, feelings, people) that they want to remember.

Imagine Brooker writing about his family, even though it hurts, because he heard Adromache talking about forgetting hers. Nile keeping a book of photos, messages, thoughts, that she refuses to forget. I wonder if that's one of the reasons Joe takes his art so seriously, he predates photographs, if he wants to remember someone's smile he must do so himself.

Maybe some of them think they won't forget, refuse to accept it(even with Andy's story) so they don't mark things down. I wonder if that person regrets that choice.

hey anon ik i’m like really bad at answering these but i love ur headcanons sm pls never stop sending them

i’m so in love with the idea of them documenting their pasts in some shape or form because as important as it is for them to stay hidden, it’s just as important for them not to lose everything that makes them, them.

so in each safe house or in at least one of their go bags you’ll find a journal or two or several crammed full of names and places and intermittent drawings and descriptions of memories that when they have the time they’ll take everything out and go through them, maybe on a good night will make a whole thing of it gathered round the fire or the dinner table retelling and reviving stories

but then the memories they don’t write oh noooooooooo 

they’ve either been meaning to but never had the time or paper at hand and by the time they’ve remembered to they’ve already forgotten most of it

or like you said refused to write it down because it’s so important how will i ever forget? only for years later for them to ask what was her name again? the one who made us that dinner, at the inn? where was that?

[amethystjewel01]

Imagine

Vil giving you a special spa day, where he treats you like the king/queen you are.

Small warning: there will be mentions of some more intimate stuff. And by stuff I mean sex. So if you don't feel comfy with that pls just scroll on by.

One day you feel self conscious about your looks, and you tell him

This man is definitely not having his love feel insecure when they're already beautiful in his eyes

So what does he do? Spa day! He's gonna treat'cha!

He prepares everything, getting you favorite beverage, snacks (that are healthy ofc), and whatnot!

First things he's gonna do is give ya a bath, a lavish one at that

I'm talking the works, bath bombs, scented candles, fuck even rose petals! Only the highest quality for his love!

And he's not gonna let you wash yourself, no no! He's gonna wash you, and give lots of praise for how beautiful/handsome you are

It's definitely gonna lead to some intimate touching from him. Delving his hand down towards that certain spot, just to see your face twist into such pretty expressions. He's gonna love it

Now at this point, if you ask him to get in the bath with you, it's a 50/50 chance

On one hand he'll remind you that this is about you and just keeps going at it until you're coming back to back from just his hand

On the other, he'll oblige and it will definitely turn into full blown bath sex. Mostly likely will make you two move from the tub to the bed to fully show how he loves your body

If it's the first one, then after bathing is when things really heated. Since after seeing and hearing such expressions and noises form you, he's gonna forget about everything else and go ham at it

Like seriously hun, you're gonna be overstimulated no matter what

And don't forget the praise

Oh god the praise he's gonna give you (just thinking about it make ME blush)

Along with so, so many declarations of love

You're gonna feel like a god after everything is said and done

Of course he's gonna bath you again (don't worry it won't lead to sex again, he wants you to at least be able to strut your stuff the next day) and give the best aftercare

If you still don't feel awesome the next day, mark my fucking words this man will do everything all over again until it gets through your thick skull that you are beautiful and that he loves you

Just something quick for my tired brain to write, since I have not gotten any sleep. I like legit am the opposite of Silver when it comes to sleep lmao

This was literally just stuck in my head and at first I wanted to send this anonymously to @twstsauce just to make them brainrot, but instead I decided to just fully write out my thoughts for once lol

They be simping so hard I just wanna give them fuel lmao

Sorry if this is written poorly, I literally wrote this tired and without my glasses. So I'm not gonna be surprised if I find out I hate this after a few hours