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lightsoutmatthews · 3 months ago

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New Rules - Andrei Svechnikov

Summary: You and Andrei used to date, now you´re trying to let go of him with a set of new rules which should work (more or less)

Pairing: Andrei Svechnikov x female!reader

warnings: angst (some), sexual themes (not explicit, hints to), mentions of break up, hints to toxic behavior, mentions of being drunk

word count: 3.05k

authors note:

this is my very first time publishing anything I´ve written like ever

feedback is appreciated

english is not my native language so bear with any grammar or spelling mistakes

Svech is portrait as kind of toxic, that´s not how I see him irl

I hope you enjoy :))

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ONE: Don’t pick up the phone, you know he´s only calling cause he´s drunk and alone

“Give me your phone.” Your friend demanded as you checked it for the millionth time that evening. “What?” Confusion was written all over your face even though you knew exactly what she meant. “You are not waiting for his call.” You rolled your eyes in annoyance.

She knew you were waiting. He had just lost the metropolitan division final round against the Rangers. They had battled hard, almost came back to equalize the series after being down 3-1 just a few days prior but it wasn’t enough. Seeing the defeat on his and his teammates faces after they once again did not even come close to winning the cup broke your heart.

You were there when they got swept in the eastern conference final the year prior. You comforted him after the game, let him get drunk out of his mind and then brought him back to your shared apartment where he cried in your arms over not being able to be on the ice to help his teammates reach their ultimate goal.

“We both know he will call as soon as he´s drunk enough. He always does.” Unfortunately, your friend knew your relationship well enough for that. When you were together, he always called after bad games. Sometimes when he was drunk, sometimes when he was sober, but he always called.

The thought sent a shiver down your spine. You knew you should have blocked him the first time it happened after you broke up. He was injured again. Taking a puck to the face. You had broken up a few weeks prior to that after one of your many disagreements was the tripping point for you.

He slurred his words during the phone call, begging and pleading for you to take him back. That he would change, for you. It broke your heart to turn him down.

“Give me the phone, girl.” Your friend held out her hand again, waiting for you to finally place the device into it. Your shoulders slumped. You knew you should give it to her because you would give in as soon as the call came through. Her face tensed when you made no move, just kept twirling the phone around. “You want him to call.” It was a statement not a question. You didn’t have to answer for you both knew you did.

“You need to get over him.” She hissed, slamming her drink down on the wooden bar top. “You relationship was toxic. He manipulated you. He wanted to take away your dreams and make you a trophy piece he can put next to the Stanley Cup one day. A beautiful thing on his arm he can show off. When will your realize?” Her face turned red as she spoke, her voice laced with venom.

A loud sigh left your mouth. She was right but still there was this feeling deep inside your chest that made you go back to him. “Grow up. He´s a playboy. A kid they gave too much money to who now thinks he´s the king of the world and can get away with everything because he´s good at shooting a rubber disk at a net.”

Each word stung in your chest. You knew she was right. “And yet I still love him.” Right on que your phone started to ring. Andrei Svechnikov.

“If you take this, I can´t do this anymore. I´m done watching you getting your heart broken by this asshole. You know he is only calling because he is drunk and alone.” You rolled your eyes. You knew she didn’t mean it; she just didn’t want you to get hurt again.

“Hey…” you said before dismissing her by turning around.

TWO: Don´t let him in, you´ll have to kick him out again

You thought he had gone back to Russia during the off season but when you had a knock at your door in the middle of the night. A gasp left your mouth when you saw the scene on the other side.

Seth Jarvis and Jesperi Kotkaniemi holding up a very drunk looking Andrei shooting each other worried glances as they waited for someone to open the door.

You leaned your forehead against the cold wood for a second, contemplating if you should let him in. With his state it would mean that he would spend the night, and you would have to kick him out again the next morning. Guilt would eat you alive if you let him stay but something in you knew you could not let him stand out there.

Three pairs of wide eyes looked at you after you gathered the courage to open. Jarvy and KKs eyes soon turned into guilt. Unspoken apologies filling the air. “BABY.” Andrei shouted. Peaking your head left and right you made sure no neighbors were nearby. “Hey.” You weren’t sure any of the men heard you. “He insisted on coming here.” KK stated, his words laced with guilt.

The both of you knew he knew better than bringing him here, so did Seth but you knew once Andrei had an idea in his head it was hard to get him to stop. “We´re sorry. We will take him home.” Seth fidgeted with his left hand and brushed it over his already tussled hair.

Your eyes wandered over the slump body of your ex-boyfriend. He was barely hanging on to his teammates shoulders. It must have been quite the process to even get him up here in the first place. “Bring him in.” KK exchanged a worried glance with his teammate on Andrei´s other arm. “Are you sure?”

Another loud sigh escaped your mouth before you could stop it. You knew you should say no. “Just do it, I will deal with the consequences later.”

Once Andrei was settled on your couch, deep asleep within seconds, you and his teammates stood in silence. Unspoken words heavy in the air. “We shouldn’t have come here.” Seth broke the silence. “It´s fine.” That was the end of the conversation.

The next morning you were awake way to early after the late-night disturbance. Andrei was still asleep on the couch when you walked into the living room. “Why are you here?” you whispered into the quiet space.

“I miss you.” Goosebumps rose on your arms at his reply. “Drei…” He groaned as he sat up. His hair tussled, his shirt wrinkled, his eyes shot red from the alcohol he indulged in last night. “I´m sorry. I didn’t know what I was thinking coming here. It was like a reflex when Jarvy and KK tried to take me home.”

“It´s fine.” You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. “No, actually it´s not fine. Andrei, what are we doing? You call me when you are drunk, you show up at my doorstep when you´re drunk. Jarvy and KK apologized approximately fifty times for your behavior last night. We broke up months ago because YOU could no longer deal with my dramatics. You´re here for what exactly? Because it is certainly not to beg me for forgiveness.”

“I saw you on your date a few nights ago.” His confession hit you like a truck. You went for lunch with a guy from work a while ago. A friend from work, but you didn´t tell him that.

“And that gives you a right to do what? You can’t state any claim to me. We broke up, Andrei.” You clapped your hands over your face. The exhaustion from the long night now coming back to haunt you.

A beat passes with no reply. “Leave.” His eyes shot up in surprise. “What…?” You knew he wanted to say more but no words came out of his mouth. “Leave, Andrei. Leave and never come back. Never contact me again. We are over. I want to move on with my life and moving on does not include you.”

THREE: Don’t be his friend, you know you´re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning

Months passed without seeing him after you threw him out of your apartment that night. You moved on with life. A few dates here and there, but nothing came out of it. Sometimes he was on your mind during them. In the beginning you compared them to him even though you didn’t want to, but things got better with time.

The more time passed between the last time you saw Andrei and the present day the less your thought about him actually. Your friend, who obviously did not stop being friends with you because you picked up the phone, was happy with the development and set you up with various different people throughout the passing time.

All came crashing down the next time you saw Andrei. It was New Years Eve. You were at a club in Miami to celebrate. Some girlfriends talked you into a trip over the year change and you said yes. Having been wrapped up with work prior to the holidays you were excited to let loose for a bit.

The bass hammered through your body a few hours into the evening. Alcohol had been flowing in masses, and it was still an hour until the new year. You swung your arms over your head to a Latin song you liked, your girlfriends next to you. “The guy over there has been starring at you for the past 10 minutes, you should go talk to him.” one of them yelled into your ear.

You followed her finger and looked directly into pretty blue eyes. The guy had blonde hair and muscles that everyone could see under his slightly too small shirt. “Go talk to him! He´s hot!” Your friend yelled again.

“Hey, gorgeous.” He greeted you as soon as you slid on a chair next to him. “Hey there yourself.” Flirting came easier to you when you had drunken but something about talking to him made him nervous. “What´s a pretty girl like you doing here ringing the new year in all alone?” You knew it was the worst way to open a conversation and in a sober state you wouldn’t have fallen for it but in this scenario, you looked up at him with heart eyes.

“Waiting for a guy like you to talk to me.” I shot him a wink which made him chuckle. You and he fell into an easy conversation. He told you that he´s here for a bachelor party and you told him about your girls trip to Miami. Conversation flowed easily, you blushed as he bought you another drink and brushed a strand of your hair out of your face. His touch lingering a little longer for just a friendly gesture.

“Babe, there you are.” The words hit you like ice cold water. The familiar Russian accent sending a shiver down your spine. “Babe?” The guy in front of you questioned as he saw the tall Russian step into your space. “Yeah, man, thanks for taking care of her, when she´s drunk she likes to wander. You next drink is on me.”

Perplexity was written all over the guys face but Andrei´s expression was ice cold, so he took the hint.

“Are you out of your mind?” You went off on him as soon as he was out of your earshot. “Hello to you too, malysh.” The Russian term of endearment something you had grown familiar with over time. “Fuck off, Andrei.” You pushed him out of the way and marched back towards your friends, but he stopped you by grabbing your arm.

“Let me go.” You whisper yelled as to not draw too much attention to you two. He didn’t comply. “Svechnikov, I´m warning you. I told you the last time we saw each other that you don’t have any claim to me anymore so, I have no idea what your little stunt back there was supposed to be but thanks for that.”

“He looked like a douchebag. You´re not good enough for him.” You huffed out a grunt. “And for whom am I good enough? You? Don’t make me laugh.” He grimaced. “I didn’t come here to fight.” His English getting worse with the alcohol, but you still understood him well enough.

“Then what are you here to do?” The two of you had wandered around in the club, now standing almost in the middle of the dance floor. “I wanted to apologize. You blocked me on everything so I could not do it via text, so I took my chance.” Your eyes narrowed. You didn’t really know what to do with his confession.

“I would like for us to be friends. I know you hung out with KK and Jarvy.” Your eyebrows raised. Friends. He wanted to be friends. “What?” The tone of your voice must have caught him by surprise because his eyes widened. “Friends.” He repeated.

“Ten… nine… eight… seven…” the countdown started in the background. You were still trapped in the bubble Andrei´s words put you in, so they sounded like you had something stuck in your ears. “Let´s start the new year with a truce. Friends. We hang out occasionally, you come to a game every now and then. I promise to stop texting you drunk and to call you, and to show up at your house in the middle of the night unless you ask me to.” He slurred, half of his words getting lost in the chanting and celebrating happening around you.

You knew you should not do it. You knew this would end in disaster, just like it did the last times but were unable to tell this man no. He had captured you from the moment he first entered your life and put his spell on you. “Fine.”

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You blinked your eyes open stung by the brightness that hit you when you fully woke up. Holding your hand in front of your eyes, blocking the sun from hitting you in the face. This was not your hotel room; you could tell from the window you were looking at alone. Behind you the rustling of sheets let you know that whoever you went home with was still with you.

After taking a deep breath you tried to manage the headache that immediately hit you. The last thing you remembered was talking to Andrei, setting a truce with him about being friends. A mistake, you immediately thought.

Taking another deep breath, you picked up your phone and checked the time. Shortly after eleven in the morning. You didn’t remember when exactly you got here or how, but you knew that you were naked which meant you drunkenly slept with someone.

Usually, hookups were not your thing but today you could bring yourself to care. This is why you came to Miami. “Good morning, malysh.” Your heart skipped a beat. There is no way. Blinking a few short times to make sure you were not dreaming you turned around.

Andrei lifted his hand to block out the sun just like you had a few minutes earlier. “Fuck.” You mumbled. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck. No, this is not happening. I´m dreaming.” You pinched yourself in the arm, jerking as it actually hurt.

Andrei chuckled behind you. “You okay?” His voice was rough and still laced with the screaming that had happened the night before. You buried your head in your hands. This could not be happening. You could not be in his hotel room, having come back to old patterns again. Your heart was racing, your hands were trembling, and your breathing was getting more rapid by the second.

“Malysh.” His voice mealy above a whisper. Shortly after you felt a soft kiss to your naked shoulder. “You´re panicking.” He correctly reads your actions. “Go.” was the only thing you said to him. “Baby, I can´t go, this is my hotel room.”

“Andrei, please, leave me alone for a few minutes.” He sensed the urgency in your words, so he slowly got up. “Okay, but we will talk about this after.”

And if you´re under him, you ain´t getting over him.

You took a few deep breaths, telling the situations was not as bad as you thought. At least you didn’t go with a stranger. An ex-boyfriend was not that much better, but it could have been worse. Drunk you is acting on sober you´s thoughts. Is what you thought. Did you still have feelings for Andrei? Was that a question you wanted to think about right now?

Andrei returned before you could finish your internal discussion. Shorts hung low on his body, his bulge visibly staining against the front. “There is no way you are turned on right now.” You tried to deflect. “What do you think happens when you are naked in my bed. You´re the hottest woman I have ever come across.”

You weren’t sure if he was being serious. Sure, he told you the same thing multiple times throughout your actual relationship, but he was with hotter people after. You saw the gossip, the models he was surrounding himself with after you had broken up.

“Stop thinking, Malysh.” The more he called you this specific Russian nickname the more you were taken back to your relationship. The problems but also the good memories. You knew this must end after today. You couldn’t let yourself get back to this.

He stepped into your space and started to prep your neck with kisses. “You´re thinking too much. Let me help you turn your head off just a bit.” He moved his kisses further down your neck before he pushed you down, so your back was hitting the soft sheets of the bed.

It was easy for him to climb over you and still reach every part of your body. He placed a short kiss to your lips before he started wandering again, placing kisses to every inch of you that was available to him.

This was the last time you were indulging in him; you were telling yourself. But the idea vanished when he sucked on your neck, leaving a mark as if you were his again.

You would deal with the consequences later.

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years ago

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Garden

Based off the song by Dua Lipa

Synopsis: You want to spend more time with your boyfriend, but find that the two of you are drifting apart. It isn't until he almost loses you that he realizes what he has in front of him

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

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It was dark outside when you had woken up from being startled because of Jack moving around your shared bedroom. You had been waiting for him to come home since he had been gone all day, but your eyes began to get heavy around midnight and you knew that you wouldn’t be able to last much longer. You grabbed your phone from the nightstand to look to see what the time it was and it was 3:36 in the morning when Jack had promised you that he would be home no later than 8 PM.

"Babe? Are you just now getting home?" You softly asked as he began to take off his sweatshirt.

"Shit. I didn't mean to wake you up. Things just ran over a little bit." He threw it across the room and it landed in the hamper perfectly while you sat up to plug your phone into the charger.

"A little bit? You were supposed to be back at 8 PM LAST NIGHT. It is now 3 in the morning. Did you eat anything? How much water did you drink today? I don't want you getting headaches like you were before."

"Y/N, I'm not doing this with you right now. I need to go to sleep because I need to leave by 9."

"I… I'm just worried about you. I need you to slow down and take a break once in a while. I planned for us to do something around 5. Do you think you'll be done by then?" You asked as Jack has gotten in the bed to lay down next to you and pulled the comforter over himself.

"What are you worried about me for? I'm fine. Don't I need to keep a roof over your head? So let me do what I need to do since you're always asking me for expensive ass shit."

"Really? I'm worried because my boyfriend is a workaholic and a people pleaser that doesn't know how to say no sometimes and his girlfriend would like to spend more time with him."

"When things slow down, I will. I promise, but I can't let up now."

"What about meeting up with me at 5? Just us for a date."

"I'm not about to tell you yes and then I get busy and not show up because that will cause a whole new issue."

"I just don't get why you’re being so defensive about me wanting to spend time with you. Don't blame it on you being busy because when your second album came out you still made me a priority despite everything going on around you."

All Jack did was sigh and roll his eyes which you quickly caught on to.

"Y/N, I'm only going to get five hours of sleep and arguing with you is cutting into that. Can we just let it go and continue it later?"

"Seriously? And when is later because I never see you."

All Jack did was throw the comforter away from him and hop up out of the bed.

"Baby, where are you going?"

"To the guest room to get some fucking sleep since I'm clearly not going to get it in here."

"I… come on don't be like that. I just…."

"I'll probably be gone by the time you wake up." Jack muttered before making his way out of the bedroom and leaving you upset.

You waited about an hour or so before going to peek in on Jack who was sound asleep. All you wanted at the very least was for him to sleep next to you and at least hold you, but it seems like nowadays that was asking for too much. You softly walked to the left side of the bed and crawled in next to him and he was startled by the movement.

"Y/N..." Jack started to say but you immediately cut him off.

"Can you at least hold me so I'll sleep better. I didn't come in here to argue. I just want you close to me."

All he did was raise his left arm and you cuddled closer to him as he wrapped it around you and it almost seemed forced like he didn't want to do it.

"I love you, Jack." You whispered to him, but all you got were his soft snores in response letting you know that he had fallen back asleep.

You felt your eyes watering and the tears slowly ran down your face and you did your best to even your breathing so that you wouldn't wake him up again.

You just simply wanted your loving boyfriend back who would always spend time with you and never made you feel as if you were a burden.

When you woke up, just as he told you Jack was long gone and you simply let out a sigh. When he left early like that he would usually send you a text message that said good morning and how much he loved you, but you didn't know the last time he did that. You would usually send them and now they went unanswered.

You had some work to do yourself and had been working from home for the past few days. You couldn't quite put your finger on what it was that was bothering you besides the obvious with Jack, but you didn't feel 100%.

Hoping that a hot shower would help, you hung eucalyptus at the top of it to open you up so that you could breathe better and lost track of time of how long you had been in there.

Once finished, you got dressed and decided to bring your laptop to the living room in order to watch some movies for some background noise and order some food since you hadn't felt like cooking.

You nibbled at your food all day while you worked and when 5 PM came around of course Jack was nowhere to be found. You had sent a few texts throughout the day to ask how things were going and all he was doing was reading them and not responding, making you grow frustrated.

Around 10 PM, since you still didn't feel well, you made yourself a cup of ginger tea in hopes that would help and made your way upstairs to your room not even bothering to wait for Jack. It was clear that he didn't want to talk to you so you weren't about to force him.

When you woke up it was around 7 in the morning and you had felt worse than you did the night before. Jack wasn't next to you and you heard the shower running so you assumed that he was getting ready to go out and leave you by yourself…. Again.

Once he came out the shower, you couldn't help but to blurt it out.

"Baby, can you please stay home with me today?" You couldn't put your finger on as to why, but you didn't want to be by yourself.

"Y/N…. What is it now? Didn't we already talk about this?" He answered and had an immediate attitude.

"I just don't feel that well and want you to keep me company. It's just for a day. You can miss one day."

"What don't you get when I say that I have to provide for us? You saying that you don't feel good is just another excuse to try and get me to stay home and start an argument. You look fine to me and I can't believe you would pretend to be sick for me to stay."

"Just say you hate me and go." You muttered and stormed into the bathroom while locking the door behind you.

"Why would you even say that?! I don't hate you!"

You didn't bother responding and simply brushed your teeth and washed your face. You could hear him moving around the bedroom and once you heard his keys, you knew he was getting ready to leave despite your protests. All you could do was sigh and attempt to go on about your day.

By noon, you couldn't focus and no amount of medicine was helping you feel any better so you decided to get dressed and head to the grocery store in the hopes of getting ingredients to make some soup and hopefully you would be able to keep it down. You had gotten to the couch downstairs and were putting on your shoes when you suddenly felt lightheaded. You gave it a few minutes to let it pass before standing up. And once you did, your head immediately hit the floor.

Jack was in the studio and cursed to himself. Nothing had been going right that morning and be felt that it was low key his Karma for blowing you off.

"What's wrong?" Urban asked while seeing his frustration.

"Could you do me a favor and go to my condo to get a sample hard drive that I forgot? I don't want to see Y/N."

"Wait, what? Why? Are you two fighting again? You've been fighting a lot more than usual."

"I just don't want to deal with her right now."

All Urban did was sigh because he hated seeing the two of you at odds. He didn't want to get in the middle of it, so he didn't bother saying anything.

"Be right back."

When Urban walked through the door, he called out to you but when you didn't answer he was confused. Your car was still in the driveway and he could hear the television playing so he wasn't quite sure what was going on.

He walked further into the condo into the living room to discover you on the floor and not moving.

"SHIT! Y/N!" Urban said while rushing over towards you and trying to tap you to wake up.

"Come on, wake up!"

Nothing he was doing was working and he quickly pulled out his phone to dial 911.

"Hello 911, what is the address of your emergency?"

Jack was growing increasingly inpatient and was wondering where Urban was since it had been at least two hours since he left. His condo wasn't that far from the studio and he figures that you had coerced Urban into staying with you and gave him the same sorry excuse of not feeling well that you told him earlier.

It was another 45 minutes before Urban stormed into the studio pissed off and red in the face.

"Do you not know how to answer your fucking phone anymore?!"

"What? You were coming right back anyway. It's been on DND all day. What took you so long?"

"Your girlfriend is what took me so long." Jack immediately rolled his eyes.

"Oh, did she give you that same bullshit ass excuse of her not feeling well?"

"You are such a fucking dumbass. When I got there she was on the floor, passed out! So when she told you that she didn't feel well, she wasn't lying! The paramedics were asking me all these questions that I didn't know the answer to since I didn't even know how long she had been on the floor or if she hit her head!"

"Wait, what?"

"You fucking heard me, your girl is in the hospital and hadn't even woken up when I left because I had to rush to get to your dumbass to tell you since your phone is on DND. The hospital had been trying to call you ever since she got there!"

All Jack did was mutter fuck under his breath and immediately started to feel guilty.

You had been telling the truth the entire time and all you wanted to do for the past few weeks is spend time with him and all he did was ignore you.

"I…."

"Just come on, I'll drive." Urban said and all Jack did was nod his head as a million thoughts were running through his mind.

Urban sped through traffic and made it back to the hospital in record time. Jack barely gave him a chance to stop the car at the entrance before jumping out and trying to get to you as soon as possible.

He immediately ran to the desk to ask the secretary where you were before she gave him directions to your room down the hallway.

Once he reached your room, he saw you sitting up with your head resting in your hand while the other was flipping through channels on television that was in the front of the room.

"Baby?" Jack said as he entered the room and all you did was look at him.

"Um, what happened?" He asked again and all you did was sigh.

"Don't you have somewhere else more important to be?" You asked while turning away from him to look at the TV.

"What? You're important to me, you're my priority."

"You can save the bullshit because I don't want to hear it. You know this is the first day that you called me baby and not by my first name in almost three weeks?"

"I… I'm sorry I was busy, but I'm here now." Jack tried to take your hand, but you quickly pulled it away.

"And you can leave. I don't need you here or want you here, you have to keep a roof over our heads, remember?"

"I know you’re mad at me, pissed is more like it for good reason but I just want you to talk to me."

"Oh, so now you want to talk? When you thought something might have happened to me? You have been acting like I bother you with everything that I say and you wondered why I said that you hated me this morning. I'm being admitted for the night so you'll be able to get your rest without me bothering you. I'll get Urban to pick me up tomorrow so that you can continue to provide for us. Now, you can leave so you can go and do that."

"You haven't even told me what's going on with you! I'm not leaving!"

"Why? So you can pretend to act like you care? I have started not to be able to recognize you anymore and I don't like the person that you're becoming so do me a favor and get out of my sight."

You had been home for a few days and Jack actually ended up staying the night with you in the hospital despite your protests.

Long story short, you fainted because you were dehydrated and the stress that you had been under didn't help either.

Jack had been walking on eggshells around you since that day and was staying with you at home to make sure you had everything that you needed without having to lift a finger. However, now he was getting on your nerves because he wouldn't let you out of his sight. It sh

"Babe, when's the last time you drank water?"

"2006."

"Y/N! I'm trying to make sure you stay hydrated. I don't want you fainting again."

"I'm fine for the millionth time so you can leave. It's amazing how much free time you have now." You fired back and all he did was sigh.

"I never properly apologized to you and I'm sorry for making you feel like I didn't care about you and you should have never had to beg for me to spend time with you. I just get so wrapped up in my head with work that it's all that I focus on. I promise to do better moving forward and never make you feel that way ever again. I want this and I want us for the long haul."

“I don’t want you to promise me anything, instead show me by your actions.”

“Can I have a kiss to help me get started?” Jack asked while pouting and you immediately rolled your eyes before leaning over to kiss him since he sat next to you.

“Uhhh I need one more for strength and maybe two more for good luck.”

“I… look now.”

“Please?!”

You obliged while leaning over to kiss him and he quickly pulled you onto his lap.

“I love you and I should never go that long without telling you again.” Jack whispered against your lips.

“I’m going to hold you to that.”

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saintslewis · 1 year ago

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐀: 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 🪩

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem oc; Nadia Hamilton

summary: social media posts from the most recent chapter! <3

warnings: twitter environment, cussing

saint’s team radio 🎀: 2 for the price of 1 😝. did not mean to take so long so here’s a little gift 🫶��

pic credit: pinterest and ig!

fc: @/unclewaffles_ on ig

plastic off the sofa: chapter 7

renaissance: the masterlist

Twitter!

Instagram!

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nadiahamilton versace x dua lipa.

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pinned!

nadiahamilton guys my back tat looks so delicious

loriharvey YOU’RE JOKING? NADIA

nadiahamilton hello 🤭

user and what if this causes my hospitalisation?

dualipa i was so lucky to see this in person

nadiahamilton thank you for such an amazing show!

versace 💗

lilymhe i fainted a couple of times

arianagrande WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU JUST WAKE UP AND LOOK LIKE THIS

nadiahamilton i don’t, i swear 😭

kehlani can your man fight

haileybieber you look like a dream 🥹

user whatever your affirmations were, hand them over!

sza that ass is SITTING

francisca.cgomes i am begging for one chance

alexandrasaintmleux me too omg

user i don’t think you understand what you’ve done now

nataliatheedon you’re actually unreal WHAT

latto777 it’s actually so unfair that he gets you to himself

iamcardib like it’s actually pissing me off rn

amaraonmars this is insanity. do it again

jackharlow oh you was serious

user white boy, what are you talking abt? 🤨

user probably something at the party

user and dare i ask who took the photos….

user there could only be one selfish man who did this

user not you calling him selfish 😭😭😭

lewishamilton had to take a breather

charlottieee we’ll give you your pump, grandpa

fencer THIS IS SO CRAZY???

nataliatheedon CHARLOTTE YOU CAN’T SAY THAT 😭

lewishamilton hi mrs hamilton

nadiahamilton hi 🤭

user they had to remind y’all REAL QUICK

nadiahamilton

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nadiahamilton hello monaco! (can we pls focus on how good he looked)

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user publicly thirsting over him, aren’t you embarrassed?

user girl that’s her husband…..

carmenmmundt we need to get together like that soon, it was so much fun!

lilymhe i felt like i was in a chick flick

francisca.cgomes not when you tripped and your ice cream fell ‼️

alexandrasaintmleux kika let’s be nice but YES tinkerbell, i need another girl’s day or else i will combust

user YOUR SHIRT??????

nadiahamilton super cute right?

user it’s so iconic!!!!

user nadia liked and favourited an edit of mine, just wanted to flex 🙏

user now why would you expose that girl’s secret like that (share the edit)

nataliatheedon monaco isn’t a real place, hope that helps!

nadiahamilton if i were you, i’d keep quiet 🫵🏽

nataliatheedon 😧

user i have the slightest feeling that you can cook, can you?

nadiahamilton yes?

user since no one is talking about it, yes he looked so good that day Nadia

nadiahamilton THANK YOU LIKE SOMETHING WAS IN THE AIR THAT DAY

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f1femmepost bumping into nadiahamilton was the highlight of our Monaco Grand Prix weekend! Tell us what your favourite interview moments were!

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user “is this one of those tiny mics?? I LOVE TINY MICS”

user “i promise you, go up to one of these white people and they will give you a paddock pass. i’ve seen it.”

user “sorry i gotta fix my nose ring hold up”

user “there are days where he sounds incredibly british and it’s just so interesting to hear.” “but he is-” “and that’s what makes it better!”

user “these are my ladies, those drivers couldn’t stand a CHANCE!”

user a dog and its owner walk by: “omg look at it, i wanna squeeze that dog.”

user “i won’t hold you, i’m craving a big ass bowl of pasta rn.”

user *sings in the most angelic voice you’ve ever heard*

user “i’ll never stop being a teacher, it’s so much fun.”

user “if you’ve got extremely blue eyes, do not stare at people, it’s so scary. i’m talking about you, pierre gasly.”

user “omg you’re craving cupcakes? let’s go get them!”

user “you like that bag from gucci? let’s go get it.”

user “i love laying on the floor so much.”

f1femmepost because of all these posts, we love Nadia Hamilton so much! 🫶🏽

saint’s notes 🎀: this took so long yoh, hope you enjoyed!

#☆ ‧₊˚ saint’s media pen #saint writes #renaissance: the series #thank you for 750!!! love you all

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idontblushsrry · 1 year ago

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Levitating|| Shunsui Kyoraku

Pairing: Shunsui x GN Reader

WC: 1,555

A/N: This started as a writing exercise so that I could get back into the flow of writing again but I like it so I'm posting it. Sorry I've been MIA for like 2 years, I'll be posting on again/off again for a while. Also I changed some of the lyrics of the song, Dua Lipa stans pls don't come for me.

Warnings: None, some swearing?, there's talk of marriage because I feel like the Soul Society doesn't really have "dating"

Shunsui + Levitating

I believe that you're for me, I feel it in our energy // I see us written in the stars

Shunsui knew that he was an old man. It was a notion he never attempted to disavow himself of, finding it to be a pointless endeavour; Besides, he was proud of his age.

With age, comes wisdom, one that he has refined enough to know not to deny the fluttering of his heart whenever he so much as heard your name. For him, it was nothing to be embarrassed about, no matters of the heart were. He would readily admit that it was a bit disorienting. One moment he’d be talking with Nanao and suddenly his breath would be stolen at the slightest hint of your perfume.

You possessed a gift so unique, a hold over him like no other. Being in your presence somehow managed to send him back to his days in the academy, leaving him feeling like nothing more than a lovesick student. You’d set his heart alight and made it seem as though the world was slipping away every time you smiled. Your visage immediately righted any wrongs. He was sure that your laughter could cure any affliction he may be ailed with. To put it simply, Shunsui had found himself utterly enraptured by you and yet, he didn’t mind. The butterflies you’d managed to elicit from him only added to the weightless feeling he’d become stuck with since meeting you.

We can go wherever, so let's do it now or never, baby // Nothing's ever, ever too far

You hadn’t treated Shunsui any different from normal, but it didn’t take a genius to put two and two together. The usually laid-back yet sharp captain suddenly became ditzy and distracted whenever you so much as glanced at him. He was quite obvious, and though he hadn’t quite acted upon his feelings, he’d made it clear where he stood. His schedule as head captain didn’t allow him free time at the best of moments and yet Nanao somehow found herself overencumbered trying to fit ‘Lunch with Y/N <3’ into Shunsui’s schedule.

“I don’t see why you don’t make things official with her. Everyone already knows that you two are sickeningly in love with each other”, Nanao would frequently complain.

Shunsui would always fix her with a look that would make her regret saying anything and reply, “Matters of the heart can’t be rushed.”

If you asked Nanao, it was all arbitrary bullshit. If she voiced that particular complaint however, Shunsui would “remind” her that she’d “understand when you have someone to love”.

Glitter in the sky, glitter in our eyes//Shining just the way we are

“Oh Shunsui, this is lovely.”

As you cooed over the late-night picnic that he set up, he took a moment to examine your features. The curve of your mouth, the slope of your nose, the reverent way your hair framed your face. Everything about you looked lovely as usual, bathed in moonlight however…

He’d give you anything you wanted.

When you looked at him with those eyes, endlessly rich and glittering with the light of the night sky, he couldn’t help but yearn to kiss you. Even just a gentle press against your lips, oh how he’d kiss you so lovingly. He’d hold you so gently and ask if he could have just one more, one more, one more.

Your gaze flickered down to his lips.

He ran his tongue over them and he swore your eyes grew darker.

You placed a tentative hand into his hair, nervous but sure fingers weaving their way into his tresses. He swears then and there that he has never loved his hair more (if only so that there’s more of him for you to touch).

He cups your face with his hand. You lean into his palm and smile. He feels that weightless feeling come back as he leans forward to feel that smile against his skin when--

“Oh Shunsui look! Did you know there were going to be fireworks tonight?”

He did, it’s one of the reasons he planned a date on the rooftop of his home. He wanted you to see the fireworks and he wanted to see the way your skin would look bathed in the multi-colored light. He doesn’t regret the way your face lights up, this time in awe, but he does wish the timing could’ve been a little better.

He supposes the feeling of your body pressed against his is an apt substitute.

I feel like we're forever, every time we get together//But whatever, let's get lost on Mars

It is not long after the night with the fireworks that Shunsui decides that maybe Nanao was right. He found that the temptation of you was far too much for him to bear. He’d been distracted since that night with thoughts of you, driven himself half mad wondering what could’ve been if he’d leaned in a fraction sooner.

It isn’t until he visits your office for a quick cup of tea (something that both you and Nanao have scolded him for) that he has this realization however. You tell him that you don’t have much time to chat, Seireitei Communications is running some special issue from what he can recall, but you’re happy to spend this time with him.

As you get up, telling him he’s free to stay as long as he’d like, “Although, you really should get back to work Shunsui, you’ll stress poor Nanao out”, and leave, he feels a sinking feeling for the first time in relation to you. It all just clicks for him that he wants the feelings he has with you to last forever. He wants a lifetime of levitating, of your joy, of your glittering eyes locked onto him, he wants you for as long as you’ll have him.

He realizes that the fluttering feeling comes back at the mere thought of calling you his spouse.

As he floats back to his office (he isn’t quite sure that his feet ever touch the ground), confusing every person he passes along the way, he places an order for a ring and decides to have a talk with you after things settle down.

Later, when you drop by his office with snacks as a small pick-me-up, you ask him what’s got him so giddy. He merely replies with a look that turns heated the longer he looks at you. It softens at the adorably flustered way you mess with your hair and look away from him. You try your damnedest to avoid making eye contact with him, squirming in such a way that, if he were less of a gentleman he’d pull you close and feel how affected one look made you.

As it stands, he decides he can wait a little longer.

‘You want me, I want you, baby’

After mulling it over, he decides he wants the proposal to be a private affair. The entirety of the Sereitei may know of your feelings for each other but that didn’t mean they needed to see this. He wanted to keep the way that your face-- nightsky eyes glimmering-- would light up to himself. He never considered himself to be a selfish man but he supposed when it came to you, everything became unexpected.

He still remembers the way his stomach, twisted in knots, became miraculously clear when you smiled. He asked if marriage was what you wanted, if it was ok to marry you. All the more reason to keep the proposal private, it’s much harder to reject a public suit from the captain of the 13 Court Guard Squads (you’d still reject him if you wanted regardless, another reason he was nervous).

You looked at him, trying to piece together what he was asking before deciding on your answer. “I’d love to marry you if that’s what you’re asking me Shunsui.” Somehow, your smile grew even larger, he wasn’t sure what his face looked like but he’s sure his grin matched yours.

Just thinking back to that day makes this moment all the more important. In the weeks following that conversation, you’d joked that you’d be eagerly awaiting his next move. He’d welcomed the challenge, stupidly. Now he was standing here fretting over if the grass was green enough, what if you suddenly became allergic to his shampoo-- He hoped that you wouldn’t notice the clamminess of his hands.

Another power that you found yourself ordained with, making the great Head Captain nervous. He could sense your spiritual pressure before you, which made him snap out of ‘panic mode’ into ‘focused commander mode’.

When he saw you, dressed up beautifully, jewels in your braided hair. He relaxed incrementally, this wasn’t a battle to be won, you were the one he loved. He was proposing, all he had to do was speak from the heart (easy) and hope you’d accept (he was sure you would but he was nonsensical at the best of times).

He saw recognition in your eyes, like a loose thread that has finally been tucked back into place. Your eyes tear up as he moves to ask you the question that has plagued his mind for months.

You nearly burst into tears, nodding happily and sealing your engagement with a kiss.

I'm levitating

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skyechild · 1 year ago

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Home for the holidays

𖤐 pairing: Seonghwa x Reader (M/F)

𖤐 genre: smut and fluff

𖤐 warnings/kinks: nothing really for warnings, kinks though...breeding kink bcuz its Hwa, collars (f) handcuffs (mentioned), blindfold (mentioned), dom!Seonghwa, sub!reader, marks, crying, squirting, pussy drunk!hwa,

𖤐wc: 4.7k

𖤐trope/au: est r/s, idol verse

𖤐 summary Seonghwa comes home early the day before Christmas Eve to surprise you and with the roads being closed to all the snow you were not expecting anyone at your door at 9pm..

𖤐 A/N: This is for 16days of smutmas! Thank you to @staytinyville for beta reading <3

𖤐 Playlist:: _World by Seventeen, Christmas Evel by Stray Kids, Cheers by SVT Leaders, Puppet Show by XG, LALALALA by Stray Kids, Crazy Form by Ateez, Swim by Chase Atlantic, Lavender Sunflower by Tory Lanez, Pretty Please by Dua Lipa, Dirty Thoughts by Chloe Adams, Need to know by doja cat

𖤐 special tags: @kwanisms @anyamaris @millennial-fangirl / @kpop-stories-21 @yoonguurt @twisted-tales-of-all @stardragongalaxy

𖤐 tag list: @cultofdionysusnet / @kikouku / @spooo00oky / @yoonjonguwu /

Seonghwa was obsessed with your hoodie. It was your favorite, huge on you but fit him just perfectly. It smelled like you and it was soft. He always took it with him on tour, trading it with one of his. He had told you that he probably wouldn't be back in time for the holidays. Would probably miss Christmas and New Years.

It felt like a stab to the heart.

But you had to expect it with dating an idol–they were busiest around the holidays. The weeks from October to January seemed to be when Seonghwa and the boys were extra exhausted, even if they tried to hide it from you and fans.

Christmas was your favorite holiday after Halloween, because you got to spend it with your boyfriend. Being able to curl up on the couch, coffee traded for hot chocolate, the tv playing a cheesy hallmark movie you and Seonghwa always made fun of but secretly loved, feather light snow dusting the ground and roads that would be molded into snowmen and women.

You loved sitting outside, curled up into a blanket and Seonghwa’s softest hoodie, hands around a mug as you watched cars and trucks try to make it up and down the hills, quietly cheering when they made it up or down safely. You had made a few snow rabbits and placed them on the railing of the porch.

You smiled, eyes trailing out the window from your spot on the couch. The streetlamps had turned on and it casted a pretty yellow glow on the snow that had already accumulated on the ground and roads. The roads had to be close to closing soon. Your eyes trailed back to the tree you had set up with the help of a few of your friends before settling on the presents under it.

You had been getting deliveries almost everyday that were possible gifts for you–Seonghwa’s name on the package as the sender. He had texted you earlier saying you could only wrap the outer package to the shipping box so it didn't look bad under the tree.

You smiled softly, eyes closing a bit as you rested your head against the back of the couch, humming quietly to the song that was playing in the background of a movie. You sighed, looking up at the ceiling, taking in the decorations.

The sound of a knock on your door caused you to sit up in confusion. You haven't heard any sound of tires or seen any headlights shine inside the windows.

Your blood went cold. This was how all Christmas horror movies started.

Slipping your phone up you checked the cameras as you pulled the blanket around your shoulders tighter and got up, waddling to the door. You stopped in your tracks when the camera opened up and showed pink hair. The person's head was down but you would recognize that figure anywhere.

Running the rest of the way to the door you yanked it open, Seonghwas head popping up at the aggressive motion, startled before he laughed lightly. He released his luggage and bags just in time to catch you. "I thought you wouldn't make it! Aren't you supposed to be in Europe?!"

He chuckled, hugging you tight to his chest. "I needed to see you." You shifted, lifting your legs to wrap around his waist and he adjusted to hold the blanket around you as he stepped inside.

"Hold on." He leaned down, grabbing his bags as he kicked the door shut behind him.

Shoving your face against the cold skin of his neck you nuzzled your nose against his pulse point, smiling faintly at the shiver that went down his spine at the difference in temperature of your skin compared to his. Your stomach clenched in excitement and happiness.

Seonghwa was home for the holidays. You felt like you were going to explode with how your stomach and chest were fluttering. You wanted to wiggle in Seonghwa’s grip but not while he was carrying you. That just seemed like a bad idea. You grinned softly, tightening your hold on him.

"Hwa, I can't explain how I feel right now. 'n knowing that I'm not dreaming and you're actually here." Your bite your lip as you pull back to look at him.

His nose almost matches his hair with the soft pink it is from the cold. "I know baby." He whispers, hugging you rightly and waddling to the couch, never releasing you. Sitting down he peppered kisses around your face, pulling giggles from you.

Sitting back on his lap more comfortable you sighed, resting your hands on his shoulders and taking in more of your boyfriend. The tips of his ears were pink as well as his nose and you pressed a kiss against his nose and the tips of his ears. "It feels like it's been years since I last saw you. Pictures 'n videos never compare."

He smiles softly, taking off his gloves and holding your hips. "Facetime doesn't help you either–so much more breathtaking in person. Seeing you this close..." His hands move to your cheeks, stroking the skin softly. "I’m so lucky."

You giggle, placing your hands over his as turning your head to kiss the palm of his hand before nuzzling into it.

"I love you." You smile, eyes closing as you rest your head in his hands. "I love you too baby." He murmured, eyes soft as he watched you. "I brought you more gifts." He whispers after a bit and you sigh teasingly, resting your head on his shoulder.

"You already got me so much." Your breath fans across his neck and you feel him shiver. "I could barely keep up with the presents I was getting you."

He chuckled, rubbing your back as he looked at the tree and at the pink packages."Is pink this year's theme?"

You shifted, wrapping your arms around his neck, humming quietly. "Your hair is pink." You stated, hinting at the obvious reason.

"Does that mean every year the theme is whatever color my hair is?"

You nodded, nuzzling into his neck. Seonghwa chuckled, scanning the decorations he had set up, noticing the small touches he bet his mum did. "Baby, did mum come over and help?" You nodded and pulled back to look at him a bit. "How did you know?"

He chuckled, a soft smile on his face. "I’d recognize my mum's decorating anywhere." You feigned a pout before you dropped a kiss on his forehead. "It's very discreet, but I'd be able to recognize it. But what is that tree over there?" He motioned to a smaller tree in the other corner, a bit dimmer than the main tree.

You followed his gaze and found the red tree you had also decorated. "Oh! It's for the boys! There are some gifts I got for them under that tree. I kept them separate because I didn't know if they were coming over since we did last year."

Seonghwa nodded, stroking the skin of your back as he slipped his hands under your shirt. "They're coming here this time." You nodded, tightening your hold on him. "I have to cook for them." He chuckled.

"We are going over to your parents for Christmas eve right?" You nodded. "I was planning on it, i didn't know if you were coming to be home this time." He nodded then grinned.

"So you're good to go to my parents on Christmas? I might have told them we would..." He trailed off and you nodded. “I was gonna go even if you werent home.” He gasped, as if he was scandalized. You smiled before you snuggled against his chest.“I just want to cuddle with you now." You whispered. He hummed as he stood up with you, you yelped and wrapped your legs around his waist, clinging to him tightly. "You gotta warn me next time."

Seonghwa pressed a kiss against the side of your head as he moved to let the blanket fall fully onto the ground. Moving his hands he gripped the backs of your thigh with one and the other was a soft weight on your lower back as he walked towards the bedroom. Your smile had not left your face and it was making your cheeks ache but it didn't fall when Seonghwa let you fall back onto the bed, it only caused you to laugh as you bounced faintly.

Seonghwas own grin was growing on his face. He loved when he caught you watching him. You looked at him like he hung the stars and moon just for you. He would pull a star down just for you if he could, he'd give you everything you wanted if you just said the word. But you never did. You always returned his gifts with one for himself. You said you always wanted to be even.

You smiled as he slipped off the outerwear once he made it to the bathroom, shirt easily following. He was fine with the couch getting wet but the bedroom was a no. The mirror was positioned just right to where you could see him and he could see you.

But you didn't notice when he slipped a small box to the side out of view so he wasn't surprised to see your eyes locked on his form. You watched as he shook his head, getting rid of the small remaining melted snow in his hair before he looked in the mirror.

"I have something we can have now." You sat up a bit on your elbows as you watched his scurry out the door to the living room.

He was back before you had time to follow. Dropping his backpack by the door he dug through it and pulled out matching sets of silk pajamas. "Here I got us matching pajamas." Your smile melted and your face softened. God he was so cute.

"Hwa...." You shuffled once you got up, wrapping your arms around his waist. "That's so cute."

He feigned a pout before it broke into a wide smile, an arm wrapping around your waist as he swayed side to side, humming as he tossed the pajamas on the bed before he wrapped his free arm around your upper back and bent over enough to pepper kisses on your face, drawing the giggles he loved so much from you.

“You're so cute.” He murmured.

You pushed him back for a second before you wiggled out of his grip to wander over to the dresser, grabbing something out from the back of the bottom drawer and hiding it behind your back as you turned back ground.

“I have something we can have now. It's for both of us.” He tilted his head, looking like a confused cat for a moment. “Can you sit on the bed Hwa?” He followed, brows furrowed in wonder as you walked closer.

“Close your eyes.” He closed his eyes as you dropped the wrapped presents between the both of you as you found your place on his lap, his hands automatically finding your hips from reflex.

“This is for right now.”

You could already feel the dampness of your panties sticking against your folds as you settled your weight onto his thighs. You didn't want him to feel how wet you were yet. How you got wet from just seeing his shirtless form. Your hands fell onto his shoulders, thumbs stroking the skin slowly.

“You can open them now.” You whispered, watching as his eyes opened and he glanced down towards the gifts.

His hands slid off your hips to start unwrapping his gifts. He had a faint idea of what types of gifts they would be when he saw you get them out from the bottom drawer.

The first one had his breath hitching. Pretty little handcuffs that would mostly be around your wrists unless he had a bad day and just wanted to be taken care of.

The second had his eyes darkening a bit. “Oh sweetheart.” His voice had dropped an octave and your hands slid from his shoulders down to his stomach and tenses for a moment under your touch. The acrylics you managed to get before the roads got bad gliding across his skin.

You bit your lip as he pulled out a pink lacy blindfold. You had both talked about a new blindfold, the current one getting distressed from the about of use.

He preferred the color pink against your skin. He said it made you look like a pretty doll, especially when he had you gasping and whining when he went past the overstimulation. ‘What a pretty fucked out looking doll. Aren't you beautiful.’ He would coo once he saw a few tears slip past the fabric.

Glancing back up at you he licked his lips, eyes scanning your face and a smirk pulling at his lips when he noticed the pink flush on your cheeks.

“Are you getting shy?” He whispered and you had to force yourself to not look away. Seonghwa loved eye contact–craved it.

“You have a few more.” You murmured.

He chuckled at the diversion attempt.

You slipped your hands up to his neck, nails brushing against his nape up into his hair. His motions stopped a moment at the feeling of your nails in his hand and against his neck. He couldn't wait to feel them scratching down his back. His eyes fluttering and head falling back into your hands for a moment before he quickly finished unwrapping the other gifts. A bullet that you know he will love using on you and a collar that had his initials on them.

He placed them on the bed beside him and flipped you both so he was hovering over you, a smirk on his lips. “I haven't even been home for a few hours and you already want to be on my cock? Did you miss me or my cock more?”

You can hear the amusement in his voice as he bends down to leave a quick kiss on your lips, snickering as you try to follow him back. His hand presses down against your chest, keeping you against the bed.

“Hm…What should we use first?” He hums as he licks his lips, his eyes catching on the collar. “Let's do just this for now. I want to watch as you fall apart on my cock, leaving marks on my back with these pretty nails.”

He easily slips off your shirt, taking in the soft skin of your stomach and chest. “Oh, how I missed these.” He purrs, sliding his thumb over a nipple, watching as it hardens before he ducks down, easily slipping one into his mouth.

Your groan echoed through his ears as your fingers tangled in his hair, gripping the locks tightly. He hums against the bud, pulling a whimper out from you before he switches to the other after blowing air against the wet nipple, smirking at the sharp gasp that he managed to rip out from you.

“Has it been so long that you're this sensitive?” You huffed at the teasing before he slipped the collar around your neck.

“Well my fingers and video calls only help so much, and your fingers are longer than mine-” You choke on the rest of your words at the feeling of Seonghwa’s hand slipping past the hem of your sleep shorts, and his fingers brushing against the damp spot on your panties.

“Look how wet you are sweetheart.” He murmurs mockingly as rips off the rest of your clothing, humming at the bare sight of you, eyes roaming your body as you squirm, trying not to cover yourself.

Seonghwa liked to admire you sometimes but it always made you self conscious. You bit your cheek, you weren't going to slide down that rabbit hole with your boyfriend in front of you.

“It's all for you Hwa.”

He lets out a pleased noise at the mention of your body's reaction to him. “Yes it is. All of you is mine–just as all of me belongs to you.” He whispers, fondness seeping into his tone. “I love you so much little one.”

You smiled widely at him. Those words coming from his mouth always distracted you, made you feel like it was the first time you had whispered the words to each other.“I love you too Hwa!” He smiled widely, a soft look on his face as he dropped a kiss on your nose.

Then his eyes darkened, his fingers pressing against your clit after giving a quick swipe through your folds, humming quietly and your choked out whine of his name. He chuckled as he brought them up to his lips and popped them in his mouth.

“God, I almost forgot how good you taste.” He murmured as he shuffled down the bed, pushing your legs apart more. “Keep them open or I'll get the bar.” You hated the bar and he knew it. He had adjusted a spreader bar so you couldn't close your legs around his head–even if he liked it sometimes.

He watched as you nodded before dropping kisses on your inner thigh. You bit your lip in quiet anticipation. You loved Seonghwa’s tongue, especially when it was on your pussy. You loved when he gave oral and he loved giving.

Pulling one leg out his way he smiled against the skin of your thigh before he nipped at the skin, chuckling as you squeaked, leg jerking away. He fixed his position, pulling your legs back and over his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around the back of your thighs and jerking you closer to his face, legs being pressed against your stomach from how he was positioned.

“Such a pretty little thing.” He murmured, eyes locked on your pussy before he dropped his head, nose brushing against your clit as he slipped his tongue through your folds, eyes fluttering shut.

You let a breath you didn't know you were holding in at the feeling of his tongue on you. He hummed at the taste, the vibrations sending a shiver up your spine. You whined as his fingers crept closer, spreading your folds and slipping his tongue from your entrance to your clit and giving a harsh suck on the bud. You twitched in his hold, hands gripping his hair tightly and tugging faintly.

“Fuck, Seonghwa.” He hummed, making you shiver.

Seonghwa’s eyes opened to flick up and meet yours, pleased to see you already looking at him. “Good girl.” He whispered, lips already wet with your arousal.

He ducked his head back down, eyes sharp as they stayed locked on yours. His eyes were dark as the indecent sounds of slurping filled the room. Your legs twitched on his shoulders and he narrowed his eyes, a threat in dark eyes.

Close your legs, I dare you.

You could almost hear his voice in your head and judging by the amusement that took over the place of challenge in his eyes told you that he knew. You jolted, yanking his locks as you felt his tongue press inside of you, slipping against your walls.

You loved this, most of all, you knew he loved it. Especially by the way his eyes got a bit hazy. You were sure this wasnt going be just him eating you out then fucking you. No, the haziness in his eyes told you that he was planning to get drunk on you, then maybe fuck you if you didnt have to ride him–you wouldnt be complaining.

You shifted, pulling his head more into your pussy and humming as he pressed his nose against your clit, taking his time licking through your folds and flicking his tongue against your clit before sucking on it before shifting you to get his tongue as deep inside you as he could.

The sudden tightening of your stomach and the feeling of your orgasm hitting you like a brick wall had you gasping, fighting between the feeling of pulling him closer or pushing him away. But by the way he tightened his grip on you left you knowing he had made your choice for you.

He was planning on having you squirming on his tongue, whining and crying before he got you on his cock. The small glimpses you got of his face, the orgasm had got his chin and lips wet, what mostly had you pushing at him was the almost drunk look in his eyes.

He could break you like this. It had been a while since he had been able to give you oral but when he looked up at you and watched you push at him, it had you stopping. He wasn't going to stop unless he got you squirting on him.

He pulled you against him tighter, refusing to let you move or try and push him away. With him doubling his efforts and how you were still sensitive from your first orgasm it hit you just as hard as his fingers were added into the mix, pressing against the edge of your entrance.

Your hips jerked out of his grip once it loosened as he closed his eyes, smirking hazily as he got you to squirt on his tongue. He pulled back, eyes still slightly hazy as he climbed up closer, pressing your lips together.

You groaned at the taste of you on his tongue once he licked into your mouth. Your chest pressed against his as you tugged him closer., letting him press his weight against you, pressing you into the bed.

“We would use the toys, but it's been a while and I want to see you.” He murmured as he pulled back a bit, words fanning against your lips. A fond chuckle fell from his lips, as you unconsciously tried to follow his mouth.

“Plus, I want to feel your hands on me.” He dropped a few kisses on your lips.

You moved your hands from his hair to his shoulders, nails leaving faint pink lines as he sighed. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before he stripped off his pants and boxers and climbed back onto the bed between your legs, sitting back on his heels as his eyes roamed over your body.

“God you're so pretty baby.” He murmured quietly as his hands slid down your thighs, smearing the wetness on your inner thighs a bit, grinning at your whine.

Your hands found their way back onto him as he lifted your ass onto his thighs, letting his cock rest on your stomach. “God, sometimes I forget how big I am compared to you.” A corner of his lips curled up in amusement. He let you wrap your legs around his waist as he pulled his hips back.

“We have to make sure your tiny pussy is still made for me.” He teased as he pressed his cock in slowly, placing his hands by your head once his hips met yours, a soft groan leaving his lips as a high pitched moan left yours.

Looking down at your stomach he closed his eyes quickly. “Fuck I forget sometimes….” He trailed off as he licked his lips. You quickly looked down as well and whimpered quietly as you pressed a hand on the slight bump in your stomach.

“God, imagine when I manage to get you pregnant.” He murmured, almost to himself and you clenched around him and his gaze snapped towards you, a brow quirking.

“Would you like that?” He teased, teeth showing as he gave you a smirk.

You feel your cheeks head up in embarrassment, a mumbled ‘maybe’ leaving your lips as he grins. “Maybe I'll just try. We could try everyday. I make enough money for both of us…” He grinned, snapping his hips, cutting off whatever you were about to say as you let out a whine.

“Fuck, Hwa please.”

He groaned softly, dropping from his hands to his elbows,kissing your forehead before he started moving his hips consistently. While being very talkative he wasn't very loud in bed–soft groans and moans, slightly louder whines and hisses.

He growled low as he bit down on his bottom lip as your nails raked down his back once his hips sped up. “So pretty for me baby.” He whispered against your cheek as his kisses moved down, kissing the spot behind your ear before leaving light hickies down your neck until he got to where you'd be able to cover them, marks getting darker the lower he went.

You whined softly once his lips brushed against a sensitive spot on your neck and he hummed as he gave more attention to that spot. It was cold outside, and a scarf would cover the marks. He grinned before he left a darker mark.

He groaned as you clenched around him, one hand moving down to your hip. “Keep squeezing me and I won't last much longer…” He mumbled and you giggled slightly as you dug your nails into the skin of his back, dark red marks appearing, causing him to arch his back for a moment..

Gathering what little strength you had you flipped the both of you, sighing as it felt like he cock slipped further inside. “Fuck Hwa…” You moaned softly, nails already slipping down his chest. Seonghwa always loved when you were on his lap, even more when you were riding him. He gripped your hips tightly as he met your hips with his own.

“Lean on me baby.”

He let your hands rest on his chest as he held you up a bit once he noticed your movements slowing down. Following his words you placed your hands on his chest, the move making you lift off a bit but it was quickly changed once he bent his knees, feet on the bed and snapping his hips up into you. You choked on a gasp as the tip of his cock hit the sensitive spot inside. “There it is.” He murmured as he noticed the change in your face. “Don’t close your eyes, keep looking at me, I want to see your pretty eyes.” He purred softly.

You struggled to keep your eyes open as you let yourself be engulfed in the feeling of your boyfriends cock hitting the sensitive spot quickly. “Touch yourself.” You groaned. “Lean back on my knees baby.” He added quickly, sharp eyes watching your hands as one went to rub your clit quickly, the other pinching your nipple and you shook on his lap.

“Can i cum? Please?” You whimpered, looking down at him again.”Almost there baby, lets cum together yeah?” He groaned as you clenched around him. “Fuck, im gon’ fill you up so well with my cum, make sure it takes.” He murmured, more to himself but you heard it and jerked, walls tightening around him and eyes rolling back, your orgasm hitting hard. It set off Seonghwa’s own orgasm, his hands pinning your hips against his as his cock twitched inside you, warm ropes of cum coating your walls.

“I'm going to make sure it takes.” He pressed his tongue against his cheek once you both came to. “We can stay like this for a bit, then ill clean you up.” You nodded tiredly, laying down on him, head under his chin. “Dont fall asleep.” He whispered after a second before he smiled softly, stroking your hair as you nuzzled against him.

If you did he would just carry you. Seonghwa let you both rest for a few minutes before he was sighing and sitting up, holding you tightly. “You awake baby?” You rubbed your eyes with one hand. “No.” He chuckled at the blatant lie. “C’mon, lets go get cleaned up.”

The night ended with you both curled up in bed wearing your matching pajamas with a cheesy hallmark movie on and hot cocoa, even if you had fallen asleep after finishing the drink, Seonghwa stayed up a bit longer to scan over your face as you slept. He thinks about the box he had hidden in the bathroom.

“I cant wait to marry you.”

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On Spirituality and Storms

At the beginning of January, i went out one night to meet up with my friends for dinner, including my dear pal R, who was in town from Toronto. We joked that she had brought the weather with her- it was one of the coldest nights of the year, extremely windy, and the roads were due to ice over, so i was shivering slightly in my coat as i drove across town. Suddenly, on the side of a very busy road, i saw a man riding a bicycle along the adjoining bridge, with a little boy seated in front. The sight of the man and his child outdoors in such icy weather made my heart ache, and i looked for a place to stop so i could ask if they needed a ride. But the flow of traffic was too fast, and there was no where i could safely pull over in time, so i had no choice but to drive on.

As i drove past, i watched them in the rearview mirror, and my heart broke as it struck me that no father would ever be out with his child in such painful weather unless he had no choice. I willed myself to forget, and tried to distract myself by picking up some beautiful bouquets of flowers to surprise my friends. We ended up having an amazing time catching up at our favorite Thai spot- the night was full of laughter, reminiscing, and amusement. But from time to time, my thoughts drifted back to the stranger on the bike, and i wondered whether he and his son had found a warm place to rest. For the next few days, i was haunted by the thought of what might've happened to them, and vowed that if an opportunity like that ever came again, i'd find a way to help.

That week, my community went on its first ever umrah trip. I was dying to join them and had been dreaming about it for a long time, but after an intense bout of long COVID last year, my body had become extremely weak- i found myself getting sick at the drop of a hat, and realized as the time approached that i was still too weak to be able to perform the rites properly. I wanted my first experience of umrah to be perfect, so i resolved that i'd go in the future.

Even so- as i imagined everyone i cared about gathering together in a place that i loved so much- i felt a deep longing and wished i could see Masjid e Nabawi, and drink in the beauty of the Prophet's city with them. I hung out with my friends nearly every night that week and had a blast, but a small part of my heart was often somewhere else. One day, after a particularly fun night out with my friends, i got home at around 3 AM and felt a random yearning to pray Salat al Layl. As i sat down to pray, i suddenly felt extremely tired, and wished i had a tasbih counter to make it easier, but realized i had no idea where mine was. I decided to make dua, and my main dua was slightly childish: before the umrah group had left, i had been too shy to message anyone to ask them to pray for me. So i asked God to put it in their hearts to miss me so much, they would remember me in their duas automatically, and it would almost be like i was there with them.

The next day, one of my mom's friends randomly brought us some umrah gifts from a recent trip she'd taken. When i opened the bag, it contained a tasbih counter and a glittering pin of Masjid e Nabawi. I smiled at God's mysterious ways, thanked Him, and carried on. The next weekend, i went out to a gathering and ran into various people who had just returned from the community umrah trip. Every single one of them- even people i'm not particularly close to or don't talk to very often- told me that they had missed me and had thought about me often.

The night before i left for Arizona, i wanted to buy some last-minute gifts for my nieces, but there was an absolutely hellish thunderstorm brewing outside. As i drove down the street to the commercial shopping area near my house, i could hardly see the road in front of me, even with my highbeams on. As i arrived at the first store, the rain had fallen so torrentially, the sidewalks were flooding, and my shoes filled with water. As all loving aunts do, i decided to brave the dreadful feeling of soggy shoes and commenced my mission to find the perfect gifts. I couldn't find any good toys, but i found the most beautiful little dress for F- it was a maroon velvet with a net bottom, inlaid with an elegant gold design; absolutely exquisite. I searched high and low to find a similar dress for baby Z, but i couldn't find one, so i briefly pondered whether i should drive further out and check another store. My logical mind said no- the storm was far too dangerous to keep going- but my intuition told me it was important for me to go, so off i went.

The next store's sidewalk was even more flooded than the previous, and the rain continued to fall in torrential sheets. As i entered the store, it was nearly empty- evidently, most people had had the sense to stay home. I wandered around and realized, after much searching, that i couldn't find the aisle for 12 month old dresses, and the store was going to close soon. I walked around in circles, searching every aisle, but it was nowhere to be found, and i realized i needed to give up and drive home at last. As i was walking around a final time, i paused as i heard a young man's voice call out to me. "Excuse me, Maam?"

As i looked up, he timidly asked me if i happened to have any spare cash, because he had walked to the store from his apartment, but now had no way of getting home safely in light of the storm. He explained that he was out of money and needed just a little to pay for a taxi. I apologized and told him that i didn't have cash on me, but said i'd be happy to zelle him whatever he needed, or to call him an uber- i just didn't have the app myself, or the storage space to download it. He told me he didn't have zelle or uber, so he was going to look up a taxi service online, but didn't have the cash to pay. As we spoke, i realized the store was about to close, time was running out, and there didn't seem to be anyone else around who could help him. I looked into the man's eyes for a moment, ascertained that he wouldn't harm me, and asked him how far his apartment was. He said it was just a few roads down, so i nodded and asked if he'd like me to give him a ride. He was stunned by the offer, but he eagerly said yes, looking at me with a mix of confusion and awe. He asked me if i was sure, and i smiled and assured him it would be no problem. There was a quiet, rational part of me that wondered if i should text a friend to give them a heads up just in case he ended up being dangerous, but intuitively, i knew i was safe- there was something unusually pure about him that made me certain God wanted me to help him.

As we walked out of the store, the guy thanked me profusely and told me that most people wouldn't have offered him a ride. I told him that when people ask us for help, it's a blessing from God for us, not a burden. As we started the car ride to his place, we got into a beautiful, meandering conversation about God and religion. He told me he had grown up Catholic and still believed in the existence of one true God, but said he had left the religion because the iconography made him uncomfortable. I smiled as i realized this was probably where his energy of purity was coming from- whether he was consciously aware of it or not, something about his fitrah was still pure enough to yearn for Tawhid and feel uneasy about shirk. He asked me if i went to church, and i gently explained that i'm a Muslim and attend a mosque. I'm not into dawah, but it's my hope that if i'm the only Muslim someone ever meets, they leave thinking highly of the One i worship.

As we drove along, he thanked me again, and repeated again that most people wouldn't have helped him. I told him that there's so much pain and destruction in the world, our best hope of fighting back is to find moments where we can stop and be good to each other, cutting through the world's darkness with small acts of compassion and love. I could tell that he understood exactly what i meant, and that he felt the same way.

As we neared his apartment, a bright beam of lightning flashed through the sky, and he gently confessed that this was the real reason he hadn't been able to walk home: he had a phobia of lightning. I know how hard it can be for men to be vulnerable about their fears, so i gently smiled and assured him that he shouldn't be embarrassed- i have plenty of fears of my own, and lightning can do quite a bit of damage. He then told me that despite his youthful appearance, he was 30 and had a young daughter, and he was trying his best to get on his feet and provide a good life for her. He then vented about how lonely he sometimes feels, and i could tell this was something he probably didn't talk about often. I was tempted to assure him that he wasn't alone in feeling that way, but i remembered that people often feel lonely because they feel like nobody truly hears or understands them, so i quietly listened instead. I then suggested that he try getting a pet to keep him company, and the mood lightened as we talked about our love for animals.

After i dropped him off, it struck me on the way home that this might have been the do-over i'd asked God for weeks ago. I think He knew how much it bothered me to drive away the first time, so He'd blessed me with an unexpected chance to fulfill my heart's yearning to help. It then struck me that when we think of rizq, we often think of it as something monetary or tangible we gain- but the opportunity to do something good for others can be its own beautiful form of rizq.

If you're reading this, i love you; may God grant you every khayr your heart desires in this life and the next. ❤️

x r

#rz #spilled ink #diary

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islamicspecialistforloveback · 2 years ago

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Effective Dua To Go Abroad With Husband

Dua To Go Abroad With Husband or to live with husband in abroad can be use for settling abroad with husband. Use our dua to travel abroad with husband. It is a dream for many people to go and reside abroad. Many people who think living in abroad will enhance their social status. Many people love the scenic beauty of abroad and want to live there. Some just want to go abroad to make money. But,…

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Hello! I've heard your cry and offer a Hurt/Comfort idea/request!

Okay, how about Qiu and Tamarack react to MC, who had been a cheerful child throughout their childhood and early teenhood, beginning to break down from the hardship of becoming adults, but refuse to stop smiling or let others know about their struggles because they don't know what else to do...

"When my heart breaks (they never see it, never see it)

When my world shakes (I feel alive, I feel alive)

I don't play it safe (ooh), don't you know about me? (Uh-huh)

I could dance, I could dance, I could dance..."

'Dance The Night' By Dua Lipa

Hope that this was good enough!

*consumes your idea.* Love it @beawesome04

I know people have different experiences with school. As well that I slightly moved away from the fear of growing up to the fear of failing and/or not being good enough. However, I feel like those two fears deeply tie into each other. Regardless, I had so much fun writing this <3 Take care of yourself lovelies!

It was hard to believe Fall was coming again. Junior year could be arguably the hardest, depending on who you were. Most people kicked back and relaxed for senior year, but not for you. You were pushing yourself to the limit, perhaps a little bit beyond.

You were a bright student, school used to be easy for you. It's not that you knew everything, you just caught on quickly enough to make it seem you were great at everything. And it was clear how growing up thinking you could do everything has effected you.

Praise and rewards everywhere you turned. On shelves from any activity, awards from school, pictures of you on days of achievements, sometimes even stellar report cards. You used to feel great for all your achievements, now it was all different.

Highschool doesn't pat you on the back as easily as elementary and secondary school did. You had to work, not that you didn't but you had to work hard. Teacher's with different expectations, ideals, approaches, and styles. But that wasn't close to the root of the problem.

Reminding. The dreaded reminder you're going to be an adult soon, you'll be on your own. No one is going to praise you, help you, assist you, or teach you. You got 12 years to prepare yourself for the real work and you felt as if you had wasted 10 of those years.

You staked yourself on advanced placement classes and duel-enrollment. That's where you began to fall apart. Those past achievements only reminded you of how you were not achieving anymore, it felt like a fall from grace. You kept pushing yourself to be better than you could manage, and it was beginning to show. It became a habit to come to school early and have Renee help you with makeup to hide lack of sleep. Sometimes, she fixed up your hair and outfit while you did more school work.

You just left the counseling office after trying to schedule a meeting for awhile. One look at your grades and the counselor decided that absolutely jampacking your schedule full of duel and AP classes was the best idea for your future. Pushing the idea of college wasn't a problem. You could go or not go, that was easy enough considering you have already been reached out to by multiple through a program given by AP. No, it was the idea of having to leave home, to go somewhere new and learn a whole new area. You couldn't just go home to mom anymore, you had to help yourself. And you didn't know how.

The walk home was terrible, leaving you to wallow in your thoughts. The walk past that wall, that God damn wall. You wanted to tear it down for all it was worth. Break every trophy, every hand-made item, every damned certificate. You were not worth an area for everyone to see, not worth a space outside of your room.

The second you entered your room, you dropped the backpack on the floor. And room seemed to get more and more disgusting every single time you entered. Qiu said it wasn't bad as their own, Tamarack said it had it's own charm, Renee often often would comment on how she would clean for a granola bar, and mom only mentioned how she wouldn't mind washing your clothing (honestly all said "mess" seemed to be clothing) but you always felt terrible about it. But you didn't have time for that. You took out the commetically large binder full of all kinds of work. You started on it until a piercing headache overtook your senses. It hurt, but you had too much work to do, too much to get done to stop now.

Knocking on the door before it opened. Right there stood Qiu and Tamarack, you had forgotten you had agreed to go out to town with them today. You felt like a mess as your heart dropped about forgetting an agreement made between two people you deeply cared about. You immediately stood up, and tried to apologize profusely. When did you start crying? Was it just now or before?

You tried to make your apology but before you could get even three words in, Qiu made their way and gently covered your mouth.

"Quite. Don't apologize, we know you are, let's just put everything away and hang out." Qiu looked around. You looked down, mortified beyond belief. Everything was a mess, you were a mess. You never felt like this before. What happened to being capable? Being enough?

"If it makes you feel better, our AP project was pushed back a week!" Tamarack was so right, that did make you feel so much better. You could temporarily focus on other classes.

"Not today. This is hang out time." Qiu gently wacked you in the back of the head with a packet of work from the floor. Were you that readable? That work seemed to be due soon... Apparently, you were that readable as you learn when Qiu wacked you with it again.

"O-oh yeah! Granny got a movie for us from the redbox!" Tamarack gently lifted the flap of her satchel, presenting a new release. Well, as new and 3 months could possibly be.

"Let's clean up. We can all kill ourselves

The next few moments consisted of picking up around the room. Qiu throwing clothing into a corner, Tamarack was tidying thing around and helping you put away all the papers on the ground. The fact they knew your room said way too much about you. But it felt comforting that they knew you well. You hoped they were proud of you. You think they were from how both Qiu and Tamarack cared for you.

Qiu completely uprooted your bed of all it's blankets and pillows. Tamarack gave them a scowl, only response she got from Qiu was a shrug.

"Be glad I didn't take the sheet too."

"Might as well take the mattress woth you as well." You smiled.

Yeah, yeah this was good. You felt better. You still had work to do, that didn't change, but this? Not focusing on it for a change felt healthy. One or two missed assignments felt insignificant when given the chance to have out with the closest people in your life.

#our life 2 #our life: now and forever #qiu lin #olnf mc #tamarack baumann #olnf #olnf tamarack #olnf qiu #our life tamarack #our life now and forever tamarack

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years ago

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One Last Sleep

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

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y/ninsta and jackharlow: last sleep until we meet our babies earth side 💕

danivalentine: AHHHH I AM SO EXCITED!!!! urbanwyatt: my best friends in the entire world are about to become parents 😭(I mean they're already the parents of privategarden, but yall get it) saweetie: my bestie makes pregnancy look good! y/ninsta: saweetie I am literally a whale and I have to waddle everywhere, but go off sis lol saweetie: y/ninsta shut up and take the damn compliment smh danivalentine: three more people to love! 2forwoyne: I swear I'm not going to cry when we get to see them quiiso: 2forwoyne but how much you wanna bet urbanwyatt will? softtcurse: quiiso he may have already started lol druski2funny: how much do yall wanna bet that them triplets about to be bad as shit? lmaoooo jackharlow: druski2funny imma kick your ass for that smh y/ninsta: druski2funny they're going to be the perfect little angels! cut it out! lilnasx: can't wait to see yall in yall parent era claybornharlow: you look amazing y/ninsta! I'm glad that since you didn't choose me to be your husband, you're still in the family! jackharlow: claybornharlow what kind of back handed compliment was that? CAN I AT LEAST HAVE ONE DAY OF PEACE BEFORE I'M NOT ABOUT TO GET ANY SLEEP? claybornharlow: jackharlow no. dualipa: step mommy is here and ready for them to make their debut! jackharlow: dualipa I literally cannot with you anymore smh maggieharlow: these last few weeks have flown by! you two are going to be amazing parents! so so proud of the both of you! jackandy/naremyparents: well this is it! OMG three at one time?! lemme go pray for yall because..... WHEW normani: they are going to be absolutely beautiful and have the greatest set of parents! sza: when can I babysit?! jackharlowsource: BRB CRYING allthingsy/n: can't wait until they tell us their names! urbanwyatt: allthingsy/n urban henry wyatt there you go y/ninsta: URBY! CUT IT OUT! urbanwyatt: y/ninsta what I do?!!? theestallion: okay who do we think they're going to look like? yungskylark: theestallion they're definitely going to have curly hair since both of them have it anyway saweetie: hmm I'm thinking baby number 1 looks like y/ninsta dualipa: baby number 2 looks like me jackharlow: DUA! claybornharlow: dualipa you meant me jackharlow: what is WITH you two? quiiso: number 2 is jackharlow up and down and number 3 looks like both y/ninsta: I can tell you from the sonogram, number three doesn't look like me at all lol that's daddy's baby all the way but we'll see

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y/ninsta: the cutest date that I ever did see, look at my baby daddy 😍

jackharlow: had to do it one last time as a family of two 😭 urbanwyatt: jackharlow you mean three even though I wasn't invited smh jackharlow: urbanwyatt you went out with Yasmin! cut it out! softtcurse: jackharlow I would have left him at home and went out with yall instead, not going to lie urbanwyatt: and you think you know somebody smh 2forwoyne: hold on, you need to include PG too! we're yall kids! y/ninsta: oh goodness. here we go. shloob_: now we have to fight for their attention once the triplets get here tomorrow quiiso: yes! I second this! jackharlow: we've raised yall for how many years? yall can branch out a little lol danivalentine: yall are so incredibly cute y/ninsta: danivalentine that's my man and imma stick beside him claybornharlow: I mean he's okay, if you're into that I mean y/ninsta: little baby! jackharlow: claybornharlow we literally look alike but go off, I guess jessicakelce: me and blancahood are getting on a plane as we speak! can't wait to see the both of you and meet them! jackharlow: HOLD ON, PAUSE! y/ninsta BABY! y/ninsta: jackharlow RESUME! what's wrong? jackharlow: y/ninsta not the hot chips and bad decisions crew helping out with the newborns. THERE'S ABOUT TO BE HOT CHEETOS STAINS ALL OVER MY HOUSE! jessicakelce: jackharlow THAT WAS ONE TIME AND I WAS DRUNK. LET IT GO! jackharlow: jessicakelce HELL NO, I'M NOT LETTING THAT SHIT GO! blancahood: jessicakelce but there was an entire trail that led us to the bathroom where you were fighting for your life from being hungover y/ninsta: I remember that. good times. jessicakelce: y/ninsta MAYBE FOR YOU, BUT NOT ME! traviskelce: jessicakelce no one told you to down that last drink like it was water, you brought it on yourself lmao jessicakelce: traviskelce that's it. DIVORCE! y/ninsta: LMAOOOO AYE YO 😭😭😭 blancahood: not jess saying she wants a divorce lmao y/ninsta: but yes jackharlow they'll be with us for two weeks jackharlow: y/ninsta TWO WEEKS? BRB, babe. y/ninsta: jackharlow where are you going? jackharlow: y/ninsta to hide all the hot chips and bring them back out when they leave blancahood: jackharlow hmm funny. I'm bringing some in my suitcase and buying a stash when I get there jackharlow: blancahood then your ass needs to eat them outside and wash your hands with the hose before coming back in. if I see one crumb, I'm kicking yall out

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