#I know this GIF quality is trash but they’re still cute and that’s all that matters

[thatgirl4815]

WHY IS EVERY SCENE OF RAY AND SAND IN THE CAR THE CUTEST THING TO EXIST

[dennistanner]

It was almost like a game of cat-and-mouse between two secret agents. The last person Dennis would ever liken himself to was James Bond, but the blonde beside him made him feel far more masculine, intriguing, and dangerous than he actually was. Although he didn’t take shit when handed it, Dennis was on the shorter side and likewise lean and not very strong. He also never cared enough to get in a fight outside of a moshpit, which made him all in all, a very soft man. Just the idea that his companion felt even remotely threatened by him was laughable, but he also understood more than most men that women often lived in fear the moment they stepped out of their homes, and half of them didn’t even feel safe inside it. It was the only good quality he would credit himself for having, and it was what had him dipping no more than a toe in the water when testing the woman. 

“Why do I get the feeling it’s never just a threat with you? Not that I’m discouraging you from choking me, I’m just saying, if I don’t turn at least a little red you aren’t doing it right.” He grinned smugly. Hand on his heart, Dennis hammed up being flattered as she expressed her disgust with his reaction. It was more than fun at this point, and he was happy to get something out of going out of his way, even if it was just a moment of her company. “ You’re the one who said it, not me. I mean, I know I’m cute, but it’s still nice to hear it from you. And they said romance was dead.” He teased. 

“Seedy, but a goldmine. I might even snag a few things for myself if I’m lucky. They kinda just left this place to rot since the guy that owned this branch like…commited fraud or something, I dunno…” He shrugged, leading her in further. “ He was kind of a shady guy and I think some of this shit was supposed to go back to a warehouse or like, the franchise, but he dipped and a lot of things were ‘unaccounted for’ “ Dennis said with air quotes.” I think the only reason this place hasn’t been looted to it’s pipes is cause people are afraid or maybe they don’t wanna steal from a shady guy, but I’m sure you don’t have that problem. Plus, some of this shit probably has some reselling value on Ebay.”

As they finally reached the bay doors of the loading area, Dennis took a look around for a second before pointing out the dumpsters in the distance. They were a ways away, but not far. “I know a guy who works at the supermarket that’s in the neighboring lot — they sorta shared this back area for loading shit and sometimes the people from the store would throw things out in the dumpsters here to avoid the homeless digging through theirs and leaving them to clean up, or so cut back on costs when the trash collectors come. I’m pretty sure they’re still doing it, so you’ll probably find good stuff in there. But if you’re up for a little B&E….” Dennis smiled, nodding towards the large, shuttered doors. “ I can get in here easy. I’m sure they haven’t liquidated everything, and I know it’s worth something. All depends on how much you feel like breaking the law tonight?”

For the first time Dylan withheld from acting on her intrusive thoughts. She caught the side of his eye as it dipped to his peripheral, trying to gage her reaction. He had to know by now that it bothered her less than most, and even if he claimed he was put off by how much she was rejecting him Dylan could tell it would satisfy him just to hear another quip. It was almost endearing the way he kept coming up with things to bug her, almost tripping over rocks because he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the thrill of catching her reaction.

She kept that comment to herself, already feeding his whims with her careless and reckless mouth. Instead, she laughed. “And threaten you with a good time?” Her brows had lifted, a smile peaking on the corners of her lips. “Naughty boy.” She nearly tsked, giving him a stern look and then a smile. As she made her way through the splayed open chain fence, she made note of her surroundings despite the lack of security. It was completely empty, and even some of the overhead lights weren’t on, making it look even more dangerous than the alley he found her in.

“Yeah this place is seedy as fuck.” For what it was worth, she didn’t mind. At least there wasn’t a bunch of annoying kids or so many prying eyes to watch them as they dug through trash. Most people made their noises and comments, but there was the once in a blue moon narc on more than one occasion. “Shut up.” She groaned, eyes rolling seconds after he started in on her but she was all the more amused with the delight it brought him. She felt like she was hot and cold with him, like every so often she’d slip him a little treat.

He seemed even more delighted to rile her, and probably find out just how far a line he cross before she really was serious. But anger was hard for Dylan, because it wasn’t a primary emotion it always trickled from something else. It was a swift switch and one that for the most part remained dormant, leaving her to plateau in her indifference. “I wouldn’t get angry.” Telling the truth, she watched his eyes as they danced, like she was about to say something so wild or brash it might be worth the captivation. It caught her attention, and for a split second even at their distance she watched his breathing hitch with excitement and it delighted her, too. “I would have to choke you out, both hands, and leave you for the morning crew to handle, but that would only be cause you wasted my time and not cause you made me mad.”

[the-fiction-witch]

15th Christmas Tree

TV SHOW THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BENNY WATTS X READER RATING: SWEET

"I saw Mummy! Kissing Stanta Clause!" I sang as I hung black tinsel around our sweet lovely little Christmas tree in the middle of our little basement apartment finishing with the tinsel and grabbing the little box of baubles hanging them off the cute little branches

"Y/n. you might be a little over-excited darling" Benny spoke up I turned and saw him sat at the table with his chess set a tin of quality street in his lap as he slow snacked on them

"what are you talking about?" I asked

"I think you're a little... you know, overexcited with the tree and all?"

"why?"

"It's November first darling," He says "I'm still eating leftover trick or treaters candy?"

"can I have a fudge?"

"They're gone"

"A toffee Penny?"

"Uhh yeah here," he says throwing me a toffee penny

"Thank you benny"

"don't you think it's a little early for the tree darling?"

"No, your just a boring old scrooge benny" I pouted

I sat sadly pulling the tinsel off my little tree

"I'm sorry hun, I know you really liked your tree but tree's don't last forever not when there cut" benny reassued giving me a cuddle

"My poor little tree"

"I know darling. come on I'll take your little tree to the trash"

"okay, Be gentle with my little tree"

"I will don't you worry"

"let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!" I sang as I hung the cute little baubles on our new little tree "Awwww such a beautiful Christmas tree I love my little tree!" I smiled

"Darling.... aren't you getting a little overexcited again?" benny spoke up from his vegative state laid on the sofa

"why?"

"it's the day after thanksgiving. I'm still too sleepy to move because of the food" He complained

"well maybe you shouldn't have eaten so much"

"You made a turkey. I'm gonna eat it. we still have like a fridge full of left overs"

"well it's over which means it's Christmas time!" I giggled "Jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell rock"

"Y/n.... can I ask you something?" He asked

"what benny?"

"can you go get me a glass of water?"

"Alright benny" I smiled going and doing him a glass of water

"Thank you my darling, now also.... another tiny job.... could you pour the water into my mouth?"

"Pour the water into your mouth?"

"Yes please my darling. I'm so tried. I can barely move."

"I'm not pouring water into your mouth benny."

"Fine. love you"

"Love you too benny" I giggled going back to my tree

"Noooooooooooooo!" I complained "My poor little tree" I whined taking off the little lights

"I'm sorry darling, come on finish up I'll take it to the trash"

"My poor little tree! why do all my tree's die! why does every one of my plants die!" I whined

"I don't darling, come on lets get it sorted" He says "Maybe we just don't have a Christmas tree this year?"

"Noooo! we need a Christmas tree benny!"

"Okay we'll figure it out" he says

I sighed sitting playing with the tree decorations looking at the empty space for our tree

"Hello y/n!" benny smiled as he got back from the door

"Hi benny" I sighed

"would you like... an early Christmas present?"

"I guess"

"Ta da!" he smiled brining in a large box

"A box"

"But look whats in the box" He smiled I looked and read the words

"A Christmas tree! thank you benny!"

"ahh an artificial tree" he corrected

"Artificial?"

"Plasticv tree. it cant die. so you can put it up as early as you want to and it can't die and in January we can just pack it all away into the box till next year"

"Awwwwww benny" I smiled jumping and giving him some kisses "thank you so so so so much! I love you I love you I love you"

"I love you too. go on enjoy your tree"

"I shall" I giggled stealing the large box "It's the most wonderful time! of the year!" I sang as I opened my box and began making the tree.

[deberiaestarescribiendo]

Of Bad Beer and Summer Nights. #Writer Wednesday 04/28/21 Javier Peña x f!reader

Summary: it’s just another summer day at the pool. Sunbathing before your shift starts, the day changes drastically when you cannot take your eyes off a handsome stranger.

Warning: mention of alcohol and swearing. NSFW +18 SMUT (oral and p in v sex)

Paring: Javier Peña x F! reader

A/N: Another take on the #Writer Wednesday challenge by @autumnleaves1991-blog !!

Not me basing all this on the label of the beer that’s shown on the cans and my obsession with Javier Peña and his ridiculous fashion choices. This is the first thing I write with a little spice on it and I’m still not that comfortable but we’re getting there. Not beta’d and my eyes are burning so I have read it just once so if they’re any mistakes, misspellings and bad grammar I’m really sorry.

Of bad beer and summer nights

The kids’ screams from the pool muffles the tunes of some old ranchera blasting from the bar’s stereo. The old guard of retire men gather around the plastic white tables drinking cold beer and playing dominoes and you lower your book, sunbathing under this blazing sun, and smile; this is your childhood, your home and even that you had convinced yourself that you were done with this, that you wanted to run away, this speaks to your nostalgia and the fondest memories you own.

The heat makes you lazy and your stretch your body feeling your bones as if they were made of jelly. You drop the book on your stomach; you were not actually paying too much attention to it anyway and look around the pool: kids running around with water guns, angry mothers trying to control them and the men on the bar. Usually they’re around 70 or plus on average, they occupy their usual spot under the parasols early in the morning and spend their time doing their retirement routine: newspaper, same old conversation and complain about the world, beer and dominoes, until it’s time to eat or to switch their drink to coffee. But today a tall, lean, brown haired man is breaking the age median. He’s younger and stands out not only for his strong physic but because he wears a bright pink shirt and some yellow aviators and the tightest jeans you’ve seen on a man. You’re sure you’d question anybody else’s fashion choice if they were wearing that, but surprisingly, it fits him, probably because he exudes confidence, maybe it’s his broad shoulders, maybe it’s his golden skin revealed by the way–too-much-unbuttoned shirt he wears, maybe it’s his dark hair or his striking features or maybe it’s because of his dark coffee brown eyes that are fixed on you. His eyes. Shit.

You were so absorbed looking at him that you didn’t realize he had taken off his glasses and it’s now seated facing the pool and you from the bar. He smirks when you try, ungracefully, to grab your book back, the paper is stuck to your skin since you had spread it generously with tanning oil. The pages are ruined but you actually don’t care, you just open it before your eyes and try to conceal that you were looking at him like a creep. After a few minutes, you raise the novel just enough to see if he's looking but he's gone. Disappointed, you turn to the other side and let the sun bronze your skin and achieve that serene state that you had before he arrived at the pool.

"Hey, you, burnt sloth, it's time" somebody pokes on your shoulder

"Burnt sloth, seriously?" You say, you feel your mouth is dry and your brain is slowly coming back to life "it's my shift already?"

"Yep, actually you're two minutes late" Marisa grabs the elastic of your bikini bottom and pulls it and lets it go until it slaps your skin

"Ouch! I'm coming" you finally get up

"C'mon, Mr. Garcia has joined the party at the bar, and you'll be late for his speech on the loss of traditional family values" she announces. You glance at the other side of the pool, the old man walks with difficulty towards his retired friends table

"Shit, you do it on purpose" you say and Marisa smirks "my shift always starts when there's one of the annoying customers time to arrive, that's not fair"

"Is there anybody attending the bar?!" You both turn to see Mr. Garcia raising his cane and screaming at you

"I'm coming" you answer, grabbing your jean shorts and the white shirt with staffwritten on it. You toss your clothes on over your bikini and run towards the bar.

"Sorry, Mr. Garcia, the usual?" You ask while tying up your apron

"Yes, please. This is what's wrong with this country now the youth has lost the will to work hard to really make an effort…"

Even his friends roll their eyes, but you know it will be a minute until he finishes the list of bad things he wants to rant about.

Marisa has occupied your deck chair and winks at you while she spreads her sun cream. Bitch you mutter towards her and she smiles and lays back.

The rest of your shift consists in ignoring Mr. Garcia and looking at Marisa with jealousy. When the sun is almost gone she joins you on the counter.

"I'll have until Jack comes to pick me up, I thought you needed some company" she says bending herself over the bar to grab a glass

"Yeah, now that they're about to leave, how convenient" you point to the old men table "what do you want?"

"Beer please"

You take two ice cold cans and serve hers on her glass while you keep yours under the wood counter

“Tomorrow you will take my shift by the way" you say leaning on the fridge

"Nope" she says having a sip of her drink

"You wanna bet?" You counter knowing that she likes to play. She thinks about it for a second but when you open the cards box and leave the deck in front of her she nods

"Just for tomorrow though" Marisa shakes your hand and you distribute the cards between you two.

You try to focus on the game, she's better than you and you really don't want to take another shift like this. But all your concentration leaves your body once you see out of the corner of your eyes, a pink bright shirt and a tall figure.

"Hi, are you ready Pops?" He says, his voice is deep while he gently taps on one of the old men at the table

"No, give me a minute, I'm actually winning for once" he says laying one of the domino pieces on the table

"Right" he smiles warmly at him and you think he couldn't be more handsome but he actually approach the counter and now, looking at him closer he’s even more attractive

“Can I have a beer please?” he asks taking a seat on a stool. You nod and grab one from the fridge.

He examines the golden can with an arched eyebrow “Don’t you have a bud?”

“No, we only have calidad (quality) and let me warn you that the title is actually ironic” you answer, for a second you hope he doesn’t actually get mad at your little joke but he smiles widely “I trust you then, I won’t take my chances with this so... can I have a whiskey then?” he pass you the can and you turn to put it back on the fridge and glance over the bottles you have. All of them are the cheapest labels on the market, but you know your boss reserves some good old Jack Daniels well hidden and you crouch down to get it from the back of the utilities cupboard.

“I don’t know if I want that drink either if you took it from where you keep the cleaning stuff” he laughs

“Don’t worry, it’s legit, it’s my boss’s. He doesn’t want to expend one cent on the clients but for himself...that’s another thing” you pour him the amber liquor and you cannot help but notice that he’s looking at you intently

“You don’t serve whiskey often, right?” he gets closer and almost whispers it in your ear

“Why?” you ask and raise your head suddenly realizing that you’re really close. His scent is intoxicating, some fresh body wash and the musk of his cologne mixed with the whiskey you’re serving him

“Normally you will serve just two or three fingers” he explains putting two of his fingers on the glass so you can see what he means, the glass is half full.

“Shit” you stop pouring and leave the bottle on the counter while he chuckles

“Either that or you’re really generous or I’m and excellent costumer” he jests

“You are!” you respond right away and you clear your throat once you realize how stupid it sounded “or I’m a terrible waitress, I think that’s more probable”

“Agreed!” Marisa claims, you actually forgot about her

“I don’t think so” he shakes his head “You were really honest about the quality of the beer, you could have just gave me that trash and say nothing”

“Well, I’m drinking one while working, I keep it hidden under the counter and I’m gambling with my friend to see if I can change my shift for hers tomorrow” you confess, he looks amused at you

“What shift is that?” he asks

“Morning, there’s none” Marisa answers

“You actually cannot take that shift” he looks at you now

“Why?” you say puzzled

“Because you’re busy tonight, probably will arrive late and you should sleep” he sips his whiskey and you still observe him not understanding

“I’m not...”

Marisa smack her lips “she’s clueless”

“I see” he smiles again, that damn smile “at what time do you close?”

“She’ll be off at seven” Marisa answers and you turn your head from one to the other like you’re watching a tennis game you don’t really understand

“What are you...”

“He’s asking you out, dummie” Marisa rolls her eyes at you with a frustrated grunt

“Oh!”

“If it’s alright for you unless you really want that early morning shift” he looks at you from under his lashes and you don’t know how a man like that can be smoldering hot one minute and this cute the next

“She’s going!” Marisa answers before you could make your mind

“Wait, I have nothing to wear and I have to...”

“There’s a dress on my locker, the code is 6754 and I don’t trade my shift anyway, you don’t have excuses” a car horns from the door “That’s Jack, don’t take no for an answer!” she points to the man running towards her boyfriend’s car.

“There’s no pressure, if you don’t want to...”

“No, I want to, really” you say focusing on the stains on your apron

“I’m Javi by the way” he smiles fondly and raises his hand, you respond with your name and shake it

“Really nice to meet you” you say softly

“Let’s go, son, this damned dominoes are jinxed!” his father walks out from the table gathering a few laughs and jokes from his friends

Javi reaches from his wallet when Mr. Garcia raises his cane again “Don’t let him pay, anything he had it’s on me”

You look at him confused and Javier, for the first time in your brief acquaintance looks shy and actually uncomfortable. He thanks the man and walks to his father about to leave the place

“I’ll pick you up at seven” he says, winking at you

“Can we have the check young lady or do we have to do it ourselves” Mr. Garcia gets you out of your daydreaming and you rush to clean up and say goodbye to the old loyal customers before they leave you alone to close.

You don’t actually have time to do much, just shower and look inside Marisa’s locker hoping for the best. You find a white summer dress and some flat sandals that fit you, you try your best with your hair and the little make up you have in your bag. And you wait for Javi to arrive.

He’s punctual, arriving just on time on his pick up car.

“Hi”

“Hi” he has changed for another bright shirt, this time blue that matches his skin perfectly. He wears those yellow sunglasses and the same tight jeans and you cannot believe that you actually think it’s the most gorgeous a man has look ever. You staring more that you should again, how the muscles on his forearm tense and relax while driving

“We’re going outside Laredo, if you don’t mind” he says eventually

“It’s fine by me, unless you’re planning to kill me and leave me in the middle of nowhere” you shot

“No, I’m not planning to do that” he chuckles

He takes you to one of those big restaurants outside the city with live music and the best BBQ you’ve ever tasted. The conversation flows nicely even if you have to slap yourself sometimes because you continue to stare in a very obvious way.

“So, why did Mr. Garcia pay for your drink?” you ask after while “He never does one kind thing for nobody, are you a celebrity or something?” you joke

“You actually don’t know?” he drinks from his beer and he has a curious look on him

“No, are you famous?”

He makes a gesture with his hand “Mmm more or less”

“I go every weekend to the movies so it’s certainly not movies” you guess and you place your hand on your chin “Singing? Do you sing rancheras? it’s the only thing he likes so... c’mon sing!”

“You don’t want to hear that”

“Okay, so it’s not singing” you bite your lip trying to come up with something “are you one of those dude’s that do that thing with the lasso” and you mimic the gesture

“A professional cowboy?” he laughs out loud “No, nothing really artistic about my fame”

“Okay” you reflect on what he said and after a few minutes you slap the table “I got it! You’re actually a very famous mobster and Mr. Garcia owes you money, always thought he had some shady business going on”

“Do I look like a mobster?” he laughs

“No! I don’t mean it like that”

“But you thought about it”

“It’s just...” you stutter

“What?”

“You exude confidence, you look cocky and very sure of yourself kinda like you own the place when you walk in and people do what you say” you explain blushing “dangerous and sexy” the beer is kicking in harder than you thought and you lean on his shoulder “like you can kill somebody” his amused expression fades and a dark and timid veil covers his face

“Oh shit” you answer “ H-have you?” you murmur, he nods softly and averts his eyes

“Well, if you’re not in jail I guess you are...law enforcement? army?”

“DEA” he responds with a deep breath

“How...how does a DEA agent become famous?”

“I was part of the team that hunted Pablo Escobar” he answers, his arms are crossed on the table and he’s looking down

“Are you kidding?” you gasp “Did you meet him? Are you the one that shot him?”

“I was not even there when it happened and never actually met him”

You can see his eyes glowing and how tense he looks now, all confidence and bravado is gone and he finishes his beer leaving your date in an uncomfortable point

“I’m sorry I brought that up” you brush your hand over his, yours looking small against his “I was joking, I’m obviously clueless about dates and have a big mouth, I’m sorry again”

“No, no” he holds your hand between his warm palms “I really thought you’d heard, that’s why I wanted to take you out from Laredo where everybody brings that up”

You hold your head on your hands “I’m an idiot, I’m sorry”

“Hey, hey!” he takes your hands and brushes his fingers on your chin until you look at him in the eye “It’s not your fault, let’s move on, okay?” his thumb is closer now to your lower lip and you see his eyes lowering until he’s looking at your mouth for a second before he points to the dance floor “Do you dance?”

“Not well”

“Me neither”

“Do we give it a go and make a fool of ourselves?” he asks holding your hand and you nod enthusiastically

The people on the dance floor judge you when you actually don’t know the moves that goes with this type of music, but you’re laughing like little kids and you see how he tries to hold you every time he gets the chance, his big hands on your waist, and arm on your lower back that burns like the sun and when finally they change to a slow song, he presses you against his chest and you moan softly when he locks you there with his hands on your back. You reach for his neck and tangle your fingers on his nape.

“I have a confession to make, agent” you whisper on his ear

“Hm?”

“I was looking at you at the pool and hoped that you came back when you left and actually ruined my novel in the process”

“And I was looking back at you and came back to pick up my father when he actually didn’t need it” he responds, his warm breath over your temple, you smile openly and you think your heart could leave your chest in that very moment

“and another thing...”

“Yes?”

“I never actually liked guys with mustache and now all I can think about is how does it feel when you kiss” you hide your face from him feeling his laughter resonate on his chest

“Wanna try?”

You raise your head even though your cheeks burn and your rational brain in screaming that you barely know the guy but then his lips brush over your softly and they’re as soft as they looked, you let him lead you mainly because the sensation is overwhelming and when he gently touches your mouth with his tongue you let him in, you let him taste you and you moan, Javi smiles briefly over your soft expression of pleasure and becomes more eager, hardening the kiss. You don’t know how long you’ve been there but when you break the kiss your head is spinning and you have to hold onto his shoulders

“So?” he says with a cocky smile

“Nice, really nice”

You don’t want this night to end, you park alongside the riverbank in Laredo, he has put down a big blanket on his pickup truck so you’re comfortable seating on it and Javier bought some cold beer at the gas station. The summer night is clear; the moon and stars shine and are reflected on the black waters of the river and you can only hear the soft sounds of the insects and the breeze moving the grass.

“Can I ask you something?” you’re both seated next to each other, swinging your legs until you touch him

“Yes”

“Why did you choose the DEA?”

“I just wanted to get away from here” he shrugs

“You caused too much trouble? Broke too many hearts?” you jest tapping his arm with your elbow

“Why do you say that?” he turns to face you

“You look like someone who could do that” you murmur “Are you going to break my heart?” Now you adjust your position so now you’re both face to face

“I hope not”

You think over his answer, it’s actually pretty honest. You had had promises of eternal love and “never ever going to hurt you” before and then they left you with your heart bleeding and your confidence undermined. So you prefer this, the truth. Neither of you know what’s going to happen, there’s only tonight and that you don’t want to get back to real world. The river, the moon and the two of you on his car are the only thing real, they only thing that exists right now.

You arise on your knees and save the distance between you holding his head on your hand. It’s you who lead the kiss this time and he lets you savor him. He holds your hips and gently pushes you on his lap. You lower your kisses to his jaw and then his neck tasting his perfume mixed with his sweat that it’s the only thing you’ve been thinking about doing since this morning, he emits a guttural moan and you feel your arousal between your thighs. Your hands act faster that you can think and unbuttons his shirt. In the moonlight his skin is soft and it’s splattered in small freckles that you kiss trying to count each one with a touch of your lips.

He doesn’t stay still for much longer and raises your summer dress kneading the skin of your legs, up to your butt and your hips. He separates you from him and you’re about to complain when you feel he’s pushing you softly to the blanket. You lay down taking a deep breath while your gaze at the night sky full of tiny bright dots that reminds you of his skin and how you crave to have him on your lips again.

You raise your head once you feel him touching your calf, his fingers softly trailing over you until he take off your sandals, and when it’s done, he grabs your legs and roam his hands up and down on them until he pulls your legs apart. Javier gets in the space between your legs and without breaking his burning look at your eyes, he takes off his shirt and unbuckles his belt.

“Please” you whisper and reach your hand towards him; he takes it and kisses your palm before bending over you. The hunger you have for his lips is finally over when he kisses you again deep and moaning against your lips.

He mimics what you did earlier and bites your jaw and your neck, scattering kisses over your clavicles. He gets up an instant just to take off your dress and admires you for a second before continuing his kisses where he had left them. You bend your back when your breasts are exposed to the fresh summer air but are immediately cover by his big warm hands and then his mouth graze each one with the most delicious attention kissing and licking your nipples until biting your lip can’t contain your whimpers

“You don’t have to be quite, there’s none” he says liberating your lower lip from your bite with his thumb “Your moans will be only for my ears and I want to listen to every single one of them” he says and leaves a kiss on your sternum before grabbing your waist pressing his face on your stomach and again repeats the action of spattering kisses and soft bites to your skin.

Once he reaches the elastic of your panties he looks at you intently. You’re a moaning mess, squirming under his touch and feeling your flesh ablaze even if the night is actually quite fresh

“Please” you whisper again and he softly raises your hips rolling the lace over your thighs. The midnight air makes you shiver. He kisses again your belly over the tan marks biting gently your hip bones before parting your legs widely.

He softly tortures you avoiding your core. His mouth licking and brushing his teeth on each thigh deeper and deeper and before arriving to the center he changes his position to the other leg

“Javi” you moan

“You’re so beautiful” he murmurs, lying on his side he leans his head on your inner right thigh. He’s as gentle as first as he was before leaving tempting kisses on your mount and folds before opening your lips to drink of you eagerly. His moans resonate through your body as an electric current and your nails scratch the blanket bellow. You call his name like a prayer, the pleasure is uncontrollable while you hope for release, he slides his fingers inside you and pumps them upwards and then you are lost in his presence and in the night above you. You hear yourself scream, your conscience is far away.

He hushes you and holds you in his arm and you waste no time in kissing him again, a deep hard kisses in which you pour all your passion and your lust. Your hands act on their own and you reach for his jeans and force them down enough until your palming his cock.

Javi understand your needs and takes down his jeans and underwear rapidly coming back to the position between your thighs. Your eyes are locked on his body admiring how he touches himself and you raise your upper body to caress his chest

“Please Javi I need you”

“Lay down” he orders, his voice is lower now and you quiver “Impatient girl” he smirks

You obey and Javier grabs your hips and he adjusts himself towards your entrance. You open your mouth once he penetrates you but there’s no sound coming out of your lips. He mutters praises for you and bends over to kiss you again. Your tongues intertwine as he’s deep inside of you, burying himself inside and getting out again and again until you’re panting looking for that ecstatic pleasure.

You cover his moans with a deep kiss once he reaches his orgasm and you hold him there. Breathing the scent of the surroundings, your sweat and his combined, you stay there until you’re calm, relaxed, and exhausted in the sweetest way.

“Thank you for not letting me change my shift” you say after a few minutes

[ice-cream-nekogirl]

Lukewarm (Bakugou Katsuki X Reader)

THIS IS PURE FLUFF YA’LL~! This came to me one night when I actually just reheated some old pasta in my fridge and I thought ‘probably not an ideal thing to eat for dinner’ lol and so I used that as inspiration~!! 

Let’s face it, Bakugo wouldn’t settle for that kinda thing so... this story was born~! And featuring Taromaru from Gakkou Gurashi!!

Summary: Bakugo doesn’t think you eat good enough...

You gave a yawn as you just came back from outside to let Taromaru out to take care of business and then the first place you went to was the kitchen.

Dorm-life meant that you could have other people cook for you, so that was pretty awesome, but you still had freedom to cook yourself some food as well. Although you weren’t exactly much of a ‘cook’ at all, you knew how to boil noodles and pasta, and heat up sauce and other things. That was better than nothing right?

You thought so. And once you and your puppy were in the kitchen, you decided to feed him too since earlier before he’d been trying to drag you into the kitchen so you could give him some food. So you grabbed a bag of dog food that you had decided to bring and keep in one of the cabinets, along with a bowl that said ‘Taromaru’ on it and filled it up with chow.

Taromaru happily barked as he began chomping and crunching away at the puppy food as you couldn’t help but giggle. “My thoughts exactly boy.” You smiled as you decided to just help yourself to some leftovers of ‘lunch’ you made for yourself the other day, or rather, 2 days ago when you needed something to satisfy your cravings.

Pasta, still sauced up in the bowl just like you had left in the container. You shrugged your shoulders and deemed that your snack for the night since it wasn’t exactly yet let. 11 pm wasn’t that late right? You thought so as you put the container in the microwave to nuke it for about 1 minute or two.

Nice and hot, and it tasted mostly like it did the day you made it as you happily ate your food, not bad. Now you and Taromaru were both enjoying a late-night snack. However, you didn’t hear your phone vibrating on the side of the couch where you put it. Nor did you remember that Bakugo often liked to text you to remind you to ‘go to fucking bed’ since you didn’t have good sleeping habits. Or eating habits for that matter.

Ever since you and he started dating he was bit judgy but to your surprise, it wasn’t really mean, just his abrasive way of showing that he cared about you and wanted you to get healthier habits so you don’t fuck up your sleep schedule or gain extra unwanted weight.

You grew to adore Bakugo, he was a kinder boyfriend than he led on and he was definitely something you could hug and hold at night when it was cold. Although, you also had Taromaru to hug and cuddle with at night, so there were times where you naturally chose your puppy to cuddle with instead.

Bakugo still wasn’t very fond of Taromaru, especially when you and he started dating. That pup was always stealing your attention away from him and he still growled at him too because Taromaru wasn’t fond of Bakugo either. But that was mostly because Bakugo was loud and he yelled at him and you which the puppy didn’t like at all so he held a bit of a grudge against him for that.

“RUFF!” Taromaru started growling as he stood in the room and got that angry stance as you perked up a bit, “Taromaru?”

“Who are you barking at mutt?” It was Bakugo, angrily sneering at the puppy who dared to challenge him as he barked at him before scampering backwards and then jumping on the couch to sit right next to you. But the blonde continued to glare at him, before he turned it to you and gave his own low growl.

“Didn’t you get my texts stupid?”

Your (E/C) eyes slightly widened as you reached over to get your phone and saw the unread texts, “Ah… sorry… I didn’t hear my phone even going off…” Wincing slightly you hoped he understood but then you saw him look at you with a slightly horrified look.

“What the fuck are you doing…?” Why did he sound so shocked and disgusted?

“Sitting… and uh… eating a midnight meal…?” You answered him very awkwardly since that WAS what you were doing but why did that shock you?

“And what the fuck is that…?” He pointed at that… dreck that he was referring to, even though you really didn’t see what the problem was. “Hot pasta from 2 days ago… well… actually it’s more lukewarm than anything but… still tastes good.” You still sounded awkward and got a little bit nervous because you could still feel his eyes on you.

You dared to look up and you could definitely see more disgust in his features, “Do you… want some?” Probably shouldn’t have asked him that as his eyebrow twitched a bit, “Hell no! Don’t eat that shit! It’s the worst thing for you at this hour! At least get something quality!” He started to fuss and make a rant about how you sometimes ate the worst things as you just pouted a little as you put another forkful of pasta in your mouth.

“Argh! Stop it! I’ll just cook you something better!” He couldn’t take it anymore, he wasn’t going to just let you eat that garbage and you couldn’t help but smile a little bit. Your boyfriend just wanted you to eat something that was actually good compared to just reheated noodles.

“It’s like 11 at night…” You muttered a little bit of logic to him, but he didn’t seem to care, “I don’t give a shit, my girl is NOT eating that kind of trash.” He replied to you coolly as you giggled a bit. “Okay well since it’s night-time, I’d like a crepe.”

“Sure!”

He sounded angry but he would make you the best damn crepe you’ve ever had in your life, because you were his girlfriend and you were only going to eat the best, quality food. “Arf!” And Taromaru happily barked at him for being nice enough to actually cook you something at this time of night.

Bakugo stared back at the dog when he heard him back, and the dog wasn’t growling at him, in fact he seemed to be happy? He couldn’t tell, it was a dog. “Arooo~.” Taromaru gave a low, sweet little bark though that made Bakugo scoff a bit. “Dumb dog…” He muttered as he just focused on starting to cook for you.

You were so going to gain extra weight but you didn’t care as you just ate up not one, but two deliciously made, piping hot crepes that your boyfriend so sweetly made for you with the right amount of crème and strawberries. “They’re so thin!!” You exclaimed through a mouthful of crepe as Bakugo just stared at you, beaming with pride as you ate up what he made just for you.

“Good.” He pretended that he didn’t care even though the smirk was clear that he was proud to give you something WORTH eating. “Thanks Katsuki! Ya know you really didn’t have to go through all the trouble…” Still you felt kind of bad that he did a lot of hard work and took time out of his schedule just to cook you something.

“There’s no way in HELL I’m letting you eat that kind of shit. As long as we’re dating, you’re eating good.” He said to you somewhat sternly as your cheeks warmed at this. Bakugo was a jerk, yes, but it was clear that he loved you, and dammit you loved him too. Who doesn’t love a man who can cook?

“Ahhh… now I think I can go to sleep…”

Once you were finished with your dessert you were resting peacefully on Bakugo’s bed, rubbing your stomach now with a pleased look on your face, much to Bakugo’s slight annoyance and amusement. “Good, you don’t sleep good either…” He uttered as you giggled a bit, and cuddled up to him at just how much he cared for you.

“I will tonight~.” And you said a little flirtatiously as he blushed furiously and rolled his eyes, but didn’t dare move away from you.

At least…

“Arf!” Taromaru jumped onto his bed, already walking his way over towards you and Bakugo, as you perked up and smiled, “Taromaru~!!” You beamed as Bakugo grunted and growled, “Hey! Dammit… you little…!” He nearly shouted but the puppy wasn’t deterred as he curled up in a little ball right at your feet and gave a small yawn.

“Awww~.” You cooed at how cute he was but Bakugo didn’t find him as cute, dammit he wanted to be alone with you tonight but of course that pup just HAD to follow you. “Just go to bed…” However, he knew Taromaru wasn’t going to leave so he just sighed in annoyance and plopped his head onto his pillow, and to his surprise you still cuddled up to him with a smile.

“Good night Katsuki~. Thanks for tonight~.” You tiredly but sweetly said to him before you rather quickly fell asleep and Bakugo couldn’t help but scoff and smirk as he put his arm around you.

“Yeah, yeah…”

[namtanlovesfilm]

axelle judges bl shows > So Much In Love

shitty summary: The love lives of a high school swimming club and the volleyball club.

where to watch: linetv

grade: 1/10

pros:

- the ships had cute moments, I guess

cons:

- wayyyyyy too many characters. none of them get developed except maybe north and ongsah a tiny bit, but even then it only happens at the very end. I didn’t even get to learn all their names. each ship has between 3 or 15 scenes together in total, and that’s it. the wlw ship interacted twice, kissed & then they showed up once before disappearing completely...

- the production fucking suuucks. the sound is bad half of the time, the camera is shaky, the angles suck, it just feels really low-budget in the worst way.

- story who??? there is basically no story. every ship kinda have their own storyline going on separately (that are still not strong enough to make the show interesting) & then they’ll meet twice bc they’re in the same school but that’s it. there is no sense of purpose at all to this series, just scenes edited together.

- it’s just not entertaining. again, there’s nothing remotely interesting going on. there are like 5 scenes across 13 goddamn episodes that are slightly enjoyable, the rest is trash.

- the subtitles are absolutely terrible, meaning understanding this series that is already hard enough to understand was close to impossible.

- I feel like this show didn’t know what it wanted to be: it clearly was trying to have a horror vibe with the ghosts & the spooky atmosphere of the show but at the same time it didn’t develop nearly far enough for it to actually do something to the viewer. it’s not a romcom either bc again, the ships barely have any scenes together AND their storylines make no sense. it’s not a comedy bc it’s not funny....... like it’s nothing. a big, giant pile of emptiness. 

would I rewatch it: not if you paid me

This is legitimately the worst series I have EVER watched. It has no redeemable quality, it did not bring any value to my life, in fact it took away precious hours of it from me. DO NOT WATCH THIS SHOW.

[smallelephants]

Dynamics of a CGLRE relationship

Day 2: Starting a CGLRE relationship! 💖

So, you’ve decided to take that exciting leap into a cglre relationship?

Great!

Now, here comes the decisions, conversations, and getting to know your partner (platonic or romantic)!

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I will create an index of sorts, so you can scroll to a certain part you want or like! This post is for experienced littles/ care givers, and for newbies (If this is you.. WELCOME CUTIE PIE! Hope you find everything you need here! 💖)!

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Lastly, so I don’t go on a rant haha, I hope everybody has a great day/ night!! ❤️ I’m always free to talk if you want to private message me for more advice or just to vent and talk!

Index:

Adjusting to the feeling of being with your partner platonically and romantically as a little/ care giver

Getting to know your partner (suggestion of activities included)

Making time for each other

Schedules/ charts (for chores if you live together)

First time little space!

First time caregiver space!

Okay! Let’s begin!! 💖💖

So, now that you and your partner have decided to be in a cglre relationship, it time to ACTUALLY start.

It may seem nerve-wracking or unsure for a bit (if not, that’s great!), and that’s 100% okay! It’s a very unique type of bond you two will have, and for some of you who have never been in a cglre relationship, it’s ALL new. So, don’t fret! I’m here to tell you easy peach lemon squeezy ways to get comfortable with each other! 💖

Talking about your personal experiences as a little or care giver!

While this may seem nerve-wracking for people who are new to this community or who aren’t open people, I can assure you it’s a great way to get to know your partner! If you two take time to sit down and talk about your past experiences with other littles/ care givers, then it can lead to so so many other conversations. Also, talking about how you found out you’re a little or care giver can be a great thing!

Talking about your favorite experiences!

This is slightly different than just talking about past experiences because this is more specific, and it doesn’t deal in your own personal hills you had to climb to know you’re a little or care giver, OR necessarily your experience with a little or care giver. This can be maybe a moment on a play date, by yourself, with a friend, etc! Just talking about some favorite experiences (funny, emotional, warm, etc) you’ve had as a little or care giver can build a less-tense and more relaxed atmosphere as you open up to your partner!

Starting off the cglre relationship SLOW

One sure fire way of getting closer and more comfortable with your cglre partner is to take things slowly at first! I know it may seem tough if you’re excited, but trust me, you won’t regret taking the time to adjust and get comfortable. Once you’ve spent time together getting to know each other, then you can take more steps.

Go out together/ hang out!!

This is very very important for adjusting to someone as important as your little or your care giver! You MUST actually go do things together! You can watch movies at home or out, go out to eat, go to an amusement park, bake at home, etc! Or, you can just call them everyday and make sure to keep in touch for an extended period of time throughout the day, rather than just five minutes of text conversation! It’s vital that you spend time with them; quality, real time that gives you opportunities to grow closer!

Next topic is getting to know your partner! This may be new for a lot of people who aren’t used to this community, or they’re just someone who isn’t used to sharing things about themselves. But, it’s VERY IMPORTANT that you become a more open, honest person when in these types of relationships! I will touch on this subject in a later post XD

Firstly, you must understand that getting to know someone TAKES TIME! Luckily, you two have all the time in the world! Don’t feel pressured to share every secret or detail within the span of five minutes! Take your time, relax, and enjoy each other! I’ve created a list of activities or conversation starters you can do if you’re struggling with getting to know your cglre partner! 💖

The little and care giver making a top ten favorite’s list and compare (this can be cglre related or not, your choice!)

Two truths and a lie (a great way to find more out about your cglre partner!)

Quarters! (With a twist.. oooooh~) Basically, you bounce the quarter into the cup, but instead of drinking, you have to tell something about yourself! It can be a fun fact, secret, or life experience!!

A “what if” game! Ex: “If you had a million dollars, what would you do with it?” Or “If you had to pick between having the power to control fire or fly, which would you pick?” And you can always go into detail about why!

“Would you rather?” It’s a classic, but it’s still really good to know your cglre partner’s “oh heck yeah”’s and “oof no”’s

Another classic: “Never Have I Ever”! This is a great way to know how experienced your little or care giver is in the cglre community OR just know their experience in life!

The next topic is “making time for each other”! This topic is going to be a little bit long, since I do want to discuss some important things that deal with emotional abuse or dependency, so buckle in!

I won’t be discussing everything about emotional abuse, since that’s going to be a post for another day. However, I want to say that you and your cglre partner (whether you’re a little or caregiver) should have space. You should not be relying fully on your partner being around to exist. You both should have school, a job, or some other responsibility that requires time apart. Building a life for YOURSELF outside of this relationship is very very important, because you don’t want to build your life around this other person.

This means that you should not guilt your partner into spending more time together. If you find yourself begging your partner to stay home from work every day, or guilting them into not hanging out with friends like they do once a week, then perhaps you need to take a step back and slow down. It’s 100% okay (and I even highly encourage it) to have a job, to volunteer, to have time alone, or to hang with friends! You do NOT need to exist purely within this relationship!

Now that that’s said... let’s talk about how you CAN make healthy time for your cglre partner in your daily life!

Talking about your days! This can be a great way to connect while also detoxing from your long day. Take maybe 10-20 minutes at the end of the day to sit down and just TALK. It’s really good for people to communicate our stresses and problems, and who knows? Perhaps your partner can offer some guidance or advice! At the very least, they can definitely give emotional comfort and support!

Having a designated day(s) with your cglre partner! Perhaps, if you work all week, you can give yourself every Saturday to spend doing whatever y’all want together! Maybe go see a movie, go out to eat, go to an arcade, go on a walk! Anything that you two like to do, assign it a day or two every week, and FOLLOW IT! I know for me, inconsistency as a little can feel jarring, so if you’re going to make a commitment to Saturday’s, keep that commitment. If you’re not able to, talk to your partner about it! Communication, communication, communication!!!

Have an alotted time or a specified day(s) for little/ care giver space! I know that little space can sometimes hit randomly, but I think it’s a great idea to have certain times within your week alotted for little and care giver space! It’s wonderful to come home from a long day and know you’re going to have the rest of the evening with just you and your cglre partner!

Invite your cglre partner to meet your family and friends! This doesn’t mean that you have to tell your family and friends what kind of lifestyle you lead, but perhaps you can introduce them as a significant other or friend! Making your cglre partner feel comfortable around friends and family can build such trust and pride in your partner! Plus, you could eventually get invited to family/ friend events!

Have slumber parties! These are my FAVORITES (can’t ya tell haha?)! I love love love these! Staying up all night, playing games, eating snacks, etc! I love the feeling of cuddling and just relaxing all night with someone you trust! This is an AMAZING way to build a bond, get to know someone, spend quality time together, and have fun!!

This one may not apply to some (if not most) cglre relationships, as some/ most may not live together! However, I will offer many suggestions for long distance relationships or relationships where the two partners just don’t live together!

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For cglre partners who live together:

I suggest for those that are living together (platonic or romantic), you start a schedule/ chart for chores! This is a great way to give your little a chance to earn rewards (I will discuss rewards in the next blog)! It gives them a chance to be responsible to earn praise, while also helping around the house.

Some suggested chores can include:

Cooking meals

Vacuuming

Sweeping/ mopping

Dusting

Dishes

Taking trash out/ collecting trash

Feeding/ letting out (to pee and eat) pets if you have them

What’s great about this is you can do cute sticker systems on your chart, such as hearts, Stars (my personal favorite), etc! It can be fun and colorful!

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For those that do not live together or are long distance, don’t worry, you can STILL do this! There are many many chores apps where you can monitor your littles’ chores and responsibilities!

I will list some below:

Thumbsters- this app is amazing! It’s cute, fun, and colorful! You can have multiple littles (if this is something you and your little have agreed upon), and you can track many things beyond just chores, such as attitude! You can do rewards as well on here!

Smiles and Frowns: Rewards Chart- this app is also colorful (though, slightly less). It uses a smiles and frowns system for if your little has completed a chore, activity, or remained respectful! This, I would say, goes more in depth than Thumbsters, but the draw back is it’s not as fun/ colorful!

Mothershp- this one is interesting because it’s BOTH fun/ colorful, and also super in depth! You can alott chores, physical activity, and attitude certain point values. As they earn these point values, they can redeem them for rewards! I’d say this one is my favorite, and I highly suggest!

Now, he comes the last two topics, which can be super duper exciting!!

Firstly, little space!! Yay! 💖

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This time can be a little awkward at first (in the best way), because it’s the first time you and your cglre partner are experiencing little space together! However, trust me, there are many activities you can do together to help it smoothen out and get more comfortable!

Coloring! This always a fun way to spend time with your little, and you can listen to them as they talk about the book! Trust me, asking a little a simple question like, “What colors are you gonna use?” Can get them REALLY ranting! (Or, at least for me, it does) Coloring together is super fun, especially when you can compare at the end and talk about it!

Watching Disney/ Pixar movies, or any cartoon movie! This can be a super fun, relaxed activity for littles, depending on their regression age! I do suggest you ask your little questions through the movie, so you can get to know their little space side even more!

Baking! You can use the easy bake ovens, or just have them help with the mixing parts of regular baking (so they don’t get hurt)! This can be so so fun, and it takes time, plus you can have ALOT of conversation! Ask about their favorite foods, foods they hate, snacks they love, etc! It’s a great way to know their little diets!

If you have a pet, like a cat or dog (I don’t suggest small animals since they’re more fragile and can get lost easily), then absolutely play with them with your little! You two can dress up the pet, even, for fun!

Speaking of dressing up... play dress up! This is a super fun way to pass time in little space! Trying on silly outfits is sooo fun for a little, and it’s gets their goofy side out more! Talk to them about what they love and don’t love clothes wise, talk to them about shoes and accessories! For me, I LOVE heels, and I could go on for hours in little space about it!

Board games! I love board games in and out of little space personally! Ones such as Candy Land, Sorry!, and Life are fun, lead to a lot of laughter, and they’re easy for a little to play when in little space!

Those are just SOME suggestions of activities you can do together when in little space for the first time to get used to it and more comfortable! As time goes on, you can do more relaxed activities, or things more specific to your little!

Now, I’ve talked to some people who don’t believe this is a thing, but trust me it is! Caregiver space isn’t as widely known as little space because it’s “age regression”, but believe me, caregiver space is real.

Caregiver space can be when a caregiver experience a large amount of love and warmth for their little, and they really want to take care of them and give them love and affection. It’s like an intensified care giver pretty much haha!

Some ways you and your cglre partner can spend caregiver space (in little space or not):

Cuddling/ snuggling! This is a way for caregivers to give a lot of affection to their little, showering them in love! And, it’s really awesome for littles too haha

Watching movies/ tv shows together! Caregivers enjoy this too, just as much as littles, and they love to see their little light up when their favorite cartoon character comes on!

If your caregiver is someone who loves to give gifts (perhaps it’s their love language), then maybe you and your caregiver can make bracelets or necklaces together with beads and string and personalize them! Or, you can paint, and just do crafts in general!

Dancing! Whatever type of dancing y’all love, do it! I prefer the cheesy slow dancing in the kitchen to old songs haha, but if you’re more the swing type of person or hip hop, do it! It’s super fun, and it bonds you both even more, plus if it’s in public, caregivers can proudly show off their little (which I know is what some caregivers love)!

Thank you for reading this! If you read this far, here’s some extra love for youuuu ❤️😍

I hope you have a great great day/ night!!!