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Nike Please Stop This !
Nike, Please Stop This Madness!
November 16, 2024
Nike just dropped LeBron's 22nd signature sneaker, the LeBron 22, and it’s everything we’ve come to expect: sleek, elegant, and versatile—designed for domination both on and off the court. One of its standout colorways, "Currency," draws inspiration from the iconic board game Monopoly. This bold design boasts vibrant hues and graphic motifs that celebrate LeBron's well-known love for Monopoly.
But here's where Nike lost me: a new Zoom Generation surfaced, also Monopoly-themed, but this one is Friends and Family exclusive.
Nike, Why Are You Doing This?
Nike, we need to have a serious conversation. Why are you saving your most fire colorways and silhouettes for Friends and Family only? Let’s be real—the Zoom Generation is an iconic sneaker. It’s the shoe that kicked off LeBron’s journey into sneaker royalty. Pair that legendary silhouette with an elite colorway like this, and the hype would’ve been through the roof. Consumers would’ve gone crazy for it!
And yet, Nike decided to hoard this masterpiece for an exclusive circle. Why? Do they dislike money? Obviously not—they’re a billion-dollar corporation. But decisions like this make me wonder if they’re leaving money on the table.
The Competition is Catching Up
While Nike keeps locking away grails, other brands are stepping up. ASICS and New Balance, once seen as “Geriatric All-Stars,” are now youth lifestyle icons. They’re taking risks, collaborating with cultural touchstones, and making sneakers that resonate with the streets and the runway.
Meanwhile, Nike is dangling exclusives in our faces like bait, only to pull them back and say, “Just kidding! You’re not cool enough to have these.” That’s not how you maintain dominance—it’s how you alienate your core audience.
Grails for the People: A Step in the Right Direction
To Nike’s credit, they’ve made some amends by re-releasing legendary sneakers like the Silver Surfer Dunks and the Wu-Tang Dunks. These were once mythical grails, but now fans can finally get their hands on them without dropping a mortgage payment. And seeing retros like this at retail again? That’s a win.
But here’s the kicker: why keep teasing Friends and Family exclusives if you’re not going to release them? It doesn’t elevate the shoe; if anything, it builds resentment. Knowing I’ll never own them doesn’t make me want them more—it just makes me irritated at the system.
A Solution: Limited Releases, Premium Pricing
Nike, let’s meet in the middle. You want exclusivity, and we want access. Here’s the move: release these Friends and Family editions at a premium price with limited quantities.
You keep the aura of exclusivity intact.
Consumers get a chance to snag something rare.
The higher price tag protects the value of the general release.
It’s a win-win. Everyone walks away feeling like part of the “inner circle,” even if it’s just an illusion. If I cop a pair, I’ll feel like I’m part of the family, too.
Final Thoughts
Nike’s legacy as the king of sneakers is unmatched, but even kings need to listen to their people. We want more than just a glimpse of greatness—we want the chance to wear it. Locking up your best designs for Friends and Family only does more harm than good. Take the W, Nike. Make these exclusives accessible, even if it’s at a premium. Because at the end of the day, sneakers are meant to be seen, celebrated, and worn—not just envied.
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Hellooo!!! I was wondering if nemesis & nike is ever going to be updated?/gen not in like a snotty update now way!! I was just wondering if it has been discontinued! I’ve been daydreaming about it for a couple of months now lol, and was just wondering if I shouldn’t keep my hopes up for it to continue. I know you are working on a book (wow)! And obviously that takes priority, so I was just wondering if it was on hiatus? Or potentially discontinued? Either way is completely alright, I was just curious! 🥰
IT IS JUST A HIATUS DO NOT WORRY MY FRIEND!!!! ive been rotating nemesis & nike in my head like a rotisserie chicken for like a week now, although writing ANYTHING rn is genuinely super hard for me because i have the worst work schedule known to man 😭
no matter how many fics i inevitably start, i fully intend for finish them all one day!! im way too emotionally attached to them all to just leave them to rot unupdated on ao3 forever. the biggest L in the world is my adhd is basically the ratatootie rat piloting me like a meat puppet between hyperfixations, and i can genuinely only write for something if im hyperfixated on it. but i also have no control on what im hyperfixated on. because my brain is evil.
i actually have the first part of chapter 10 of nemesis & nike just chilling in my google docs :3 i have an eighteen day vacation coming up in august, though hopefully ill be able to write SOMETHING before then, that im praying ill be able to kick back and just go to town on one of my projects. writing is genuinely a passion for me, and my favorite part about it is sharing it with people, so i dont intend on stopping anytime soon. whether or not i will update one of my current fics or just say fuck it and start a new one is the real question, but eventually, nemesis & nike will get an update. one day. i dont know when, but itll happen. mark my words anon.
#asks#sorry if this is rambly i just got off work and i feel flattened#just finiahed day four of my five day gauntlet.#btw chapter ten of nemesis & nike is a maria pov chapter!!!! hehehe.#like to be sooooo completely real. been back in the star wars mines#thog want to write an x reader fic#the clones are running my mind palace like the NAVY!!!!!!!!!#PLEASE I NEED TO BE STOPPED#society if i could finish even one of my fics OR EVEN THE BOOK IM TRYING TO WRITE LIKE CMOOOOOON#anyway thank u anon for asking this tbh i love any excuse to talk and also interact with people who like my writing
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Successful day: Cody six goals, Trent's team won, I saw Trent, and I didn't think about whatsherface once during the game. Footy is great.
#I'll expect a letter in the next few days like 'dear mum please stop coming to my games you're embarrassing me thanks'#me yelling TRENT TRENT TRENT HE'S SO SWEET whenever he gets the ball#honestly#feels weird loving a vflm player#usually i go to vflm games for my favourite aflm player who's struggling to get a game#but now I'm just there for Trent#today i wore a Ginni t-shirt with Trent badge and a nike headband#Future games i could be wearing full TB threads clothes#in dog colours#I'm so sorry Trent#also i could've looked up what number he was before i got there but i wanted to challenge myself#took me awhile but i eventually saw 58 had Trent mannerisms#also it was so sunny at the game and it was hard to see at times but#anyway#also they ran out of food at the one food place#they only had Mars and Snickers bars and drinks#i got a Snickers bar and a fasolo soft drink#i should've got water but clearly Fasolo sucked me in and
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♯┆fully introducing. . . shy!matt .ᐟ
making you feel good is one of shy!matt's favourite things to do, whether that's using his tongue, fingers or cock — but he can't look at you when he does it.
matt's face is nuzzled in your neck as he lays on top of you, his warm breath fanning over your skin while he ruts his hips against yours, his cock pressing hard against the front of his sweatpants, the friction making you moan quietly.
frank ocean's 'nikes' plays softly from the speakers of his pc, filling the room with music, blending in with the sounds of pleasure that escape you from each roll of his hips.
his lips start to trail across your shoulder and collarbone, ringed hands gripping the hem of your shirt before quickly moving his head beneath the material, mouthing at your chest with pleased hums.
your back arches into his touch, happy to have gone braless when you feel his lips wrap around your nipple, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth as his hand kneads the other — providing equal attention.
he's moving his lips south, trailing more kisses and light grazes of teeth down your stomach, and when you shirt slides from his head to reveal his fluffy hair and blue eyes, he's turning his head away.
"stop lookin' at me," he murmurs quietly as he sits on his knees between your parted legs, his hands smoothing up your thighs nervously. "stop. i — i can feel you lookin' at me."
"you're so cute," you say with a teasing tone, and you watch as matt's eyebrows knit together, shifting slightly. "matt, i'm..."
your words simmer, your gaze locked on matt as he settles on the bed, laying flat on his stomach and pulling the covers over him, obstructing him from your view.
you would find the lump beneath the covers amusing if it wasn't for your utter confusion, and you push yourself up to lean on your elbows, preparing to question him until you feel it.
he's staring at the wet patch on your underwear, his finger gently stroking over the damp material and he feels pleased when your legs twitch, and hears your gasp — the sound muffled from being under the covers.
matt keeps his thumb to your covered pussy as he rubs his face against your inner thighs, pressing kisses to the skin as he adjusts your legs on his shoulders, dragging you down closer to his face.
he keeps kissing your thighs for a moment until he suddenly turns his head, pressing his mouth to your pussy, his tongue pushing at the fabric.
he feels elevated when he hears you make a noise — a sharp intake of breathe before letting out a drawn out moan.
your thighs are squeezing around his head, and it takes matt a whole lot to not go through with the sudden urge of ripping the material in half. instead, he chooses to pull them to the side, revealing your glistening pussy.
he waits no time in putting his mouth back on you, dragging his tongue through your folds with gentle caresses before swirling around your clit and sucking, feeling your legs tremble at the sensation.
when his tongue prods at your hole, forcing its way inside, he's startled when he hears the rustle of the covers above his head — pausing all ministrations as he cautiously glances up, heat crawling up his neck and colouring his cheeks as he believes you're going expose him, but slowly begins to relax when he sees your hands, aiming for his hair.
"sorry," you mutter, rutting your hips against his face to entice him to continue. "needed to grab something. wanted to touch you."
"'s okay..." matt breathes out shakily before blowing cool air on your cunt, smiling shyly when he feels you shiver. "don't look, please. i can... i can make you feel good. i promise, okay? — just... don't look."
© sturnioz
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i have such bad brainrot about my own ocs its not funny anymore
#me alone in my apartment: aine and una just spread lies about beepo for fun until he asks them to stop#'can you guys please stop telling people i have a second phase. nike asked where my health bar is. i dont know what any of that means'
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Leaving: Christmas
Alexia Putellas x Teen!Reader
Summary: Christmas with Menor
It's not often that Eli gets to have all three of you in the same place, not with you off travelling the world for your tennis, practically in a different country every month.
But the winter months is one that she can almost guarantee you'll be home for.
You finish your tennis season on a high, lifting the trophy at the WTA Finals before you spend a few more weeks in Poland with your training team coming up with a rough schedule of what you want to compete in next year.
But you're home now which means that Eli has all three of her daughters in the same country. Which also means mandatory days out together on the run up to Christmas.
It's easier to get you sorted than Alexia - still playing football every week - and Alba, still teaching as the schools haven't gone on holiday yet.
You're back in your childhood bedroom and seem to delight in sleeping the day away and only getting up around two in the afternoon to migrate from your bed to the sofa.
Occasionally, you roll out of bed early in the morning to take part in some sponsorship commitments.
Your tennis season has been nothing short of extraordinary this year and you've somehow become Nike Tennis' golden girl along the way with all of your tennis gear bar your racket being supplied by them.
Like how now, you and Alexia are wearing the exact same Nike shoes as you all walk through the Christmas market together.
"Mami!" You complain over the noise of the crowd," Mami, make them stop!"
Somewhere between the stall making handmade Santas and the stall with fresh paella, Alexia has gotten you into a headlock and is none too kindly ruffling your hair while Alba pinches your cheek between two fingers.
"She started it!" Alexia yells back.
"Alexia," Eli says with a sigh," You are thirty years old-"
"Yeah, Alexia!" You butt in," You're old."
"No, y/n, that's not what I meant," Eli tries to correct you but she's interrupted yet again.
"Yeah, older than you!" Alexia says," Which means you're meant to do what I say! Listen to your elders!"
"Oh? So you're elderly now? Maybe you should sit down, Ale, and rest your old back!"
You shove her off of you, stamping on her foot before taking off down the street.
"Hey! Get back here!" Alexia yells, taking off after you as she forces her way through the crowd.
Alba shakes her head in mock disapproval. "You know, Mami-"
"No, Alba," Eli says," I will not only buy you stuff tonight. Stop trying to get your sisters in trouble."
Alba shrugs. "It was worth a shot."
By the time Eli and Alba catch up, you and Alexia have forgotten whatever argument you've been having in favour of nosing around some of the stalls together.
Somehow in the time it's taken for Eli and Alba to return, you've both gotten cups of hot chocolate with caramel sauce and marshmallows along with little Christmas ornaments to hang on the tree.
"Must you two spend so much money?" Alba complains as she points at the little paper bags that Eli hadn't even noticed.
"It's not our fault that we've got a lot of it saved up."
Alba rolls her eyes. "It's exactly your fault! You don't have to keep winning so much in prize money."
You shrug. "It's not my fault I'm good at what I do."
"It's your fault you're not spending it on me," Alba says, tongue poking out of her mouth.
"If I buy you stuff, will I get sister points?"
Alba doesn't even have to think about it. "Yes."
You grin. "What do you want?"
Eli sighs. "Alba, please stop exploiting your little sister's goodwill."
"Yeah Alba," Alexia butts in, her own tongue sticking out," Don't exploit our little sister."
"You do it all the time!"
"I'm allowed to!"
"Girls," Eli says wearily," Please stop exploiting each other."
It's a weak request, one that Eli knows will be ignored but she has to at least attempt it, if only to look like a good mother in a crowd of strangers.
She easily tunes out the bickering of the three of you as she turns to the hot chocolate stall and buys herself a cup of it.
You and Alexia have good taste, she can give you that because it's delightfully creamy and Eli takes a long gulp before turning back around.
She's not surprised that the three of you have disappeared.
In all honesty, she's surprised you all stuck around for so long.
Usually, the three of you go off by yourselves the moment you step into a market. Eli's kind of been a bit antsy for you to all disappear. She does her best Christmas shopping when none of you are around.
"Alexia!" You complain," Hurry up! Alba's saving us a spot in line."
"But..." Alexia pretends to stumble, making herself seem suddenly weak and weary. "I...I don't know if I can go on! You know, with my old bones!"
"Alexia, you're so dramatic!"
She grins. "Yes."
"Come on!" You say," I want to go on the drop ride!"
"You always want to go on the drop ride!"
"Exactly," You say, pulling her more forcefully than before," Because it's tradition! Don't ruin tradition!"
Alexia laughs, finally having stopped digging her heels in to throw her arm over your shoulder.
"You know I'll never break tradition."
#woso x reader#alexia putellas x reader#alexia putellas#woso community#woso imagine#woso fanfics#woso
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please write toxic fgirl ellie🙏🙏🙏
TOXIC FGIRL!ELLIE HEADCANONS
i wish i was normal so badly. i keep fucking with these toxic evil women and it’s actually gonna put me back in the mental hospital, but here’s some fun headcanons based on the insanity of my love life.
texts “you’re coming over.” and it’s not a question or a request. you are coming over.
“we can watch a movie.” turns into “just spread them a bit wider for me baby.” reallll quick
only messages through snapchat ewww
takes mirror pics with the bottom of her shirt between her teeth to show her abs. also takes pics at a low angle to show off her nike sports bra
fucks you sooooo good it’s ridiculous. like you cannot continue to be mad at her when her tongue is slowly circling your clit and she’s knuckle deep in your wet cunt making you drip and squirt all over yourself.
“oh shit my ex is calling hold up…”
loves night drives especially when the sun is setting. will take you to grab food and drive up to the beach to enjoy the sunset. (don’t get attached don’t get attached don’t)
she may have other bitches but you CANNOT. sees you’re talking to somebody else or you post with someone on your cf and she’s texting you non stop “where are you.” “who is that?” “answer the fucking phone baby i’m not playing with you right now.”
will make you cry and lose your mind a lot. those intimate make out sessions with her will especially do you in. hands on your waist while she guides your slow sloppy kisses. peppering some on your neck, but only leaving hickies in between your thighs and on your chest because you’re not hers, but you are, but you’re not.
eventually you tell her to fuck off and that you’re done but she shows up at your door telling you she needs you and she’s sorry and she’s got flowers and your favorite fast food order in her hands. how can you say no?
a smoke sesh with her is life changing. always makes sure you’re comfortable and that you have whatever you’re craving. gives you soft pecks on the cheeks and on the lips. rubs your arms and kisses your hand while she looks up at you with those pretty puppy eyes.
#bunnie can speak? ☆#ellie williams#・❥・ bun’s sweet ellie#bun’s asks ꕤ#bun’s anons ˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams headcanons#ellie williams imagine#ellie williams fanfiction#ellie williams tlou#ellie williams the last of us#ellie willams x reader#fgirl!ellie#toxic!ellie#ellie williams x you
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Could you do a percy x nike!reader where the reader challenges percy to a sword fight and percy loses and the readers all cocky about it. And then percy decides to teach the reader a lesson and doesnt stop fucking her till she says hes a winner and like since reader is competitive she gets overstimulated? I need therapy what the hell is this ask
bestie we all need therapy here don't worry ur safe here
i'm gonna do an established relationship because it's just easier that way, and this is a she/her reader with feminine terms used
percy is a little bit of a mean dom, but he still checks in with the reader to make sure she's okay
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The man at the end of my blade was glowering at me like it was his job.
Percy's green eyes were reflecting in the shine of my sword, but I didn't need a mirror to know my smile was even brighter. I tapped the flat of the sword against his jaw.
"Sorry, babe, look like you need a little more practice," I grin, nodding towards a pair of 8 year olds fighting with blunted blades. "Maybe you should ask them for help?"
He rolled his eyes, capping Riptide and knocking my sword away from him. "I went easy on you."
I sheathed my sword at my side, raising my eyebrows at him in disbelief and smirking. "No, you didn't."
"Yes, I did," Percy hisses, and I laugh at the behaviour of a stroppy teenager coming from my boyfriend of 20 years old.
Walking over to the burning offering bowl at the entrance to the arena, I drop in a little something as a 'thank you' to Nike. "You're drenched in sweat, you put actual effort into that fight, you're just bitter that someone might be able to beat you."
Rolling his eyes again so far back in his head I'm sure he's about to give himself a headache, Percy slings his arm over my shoulders as we walk to his cabin. "You're my girlfriend, I had to let you win, I'm a gentleman like that."
"Bullshit!" I cackle at his obvious attempts to dismiss his loss, but that would mean dismissing my victory and I would never have allowed that. "I'm a child of Victory incarnate, did you really think you could win when I have the spirit of winning in my blood?"
"We get it, you won, the whole world gets it," he sighs, dragging his feet. "Can you shut up about this now?"
I shake my head, still grinning like the fattest cat that had the cream already and has just discovered the can of tuna. "Absolutely not, I think it would be basically blasphemy if I were to stop talking about my victory over the most powerful demigod of our generation, mother would strike me down where I stand."
"Sounds like I'll just have to make you shut up." Percy drags me inside his cabin, slamming the door behind us and shoving me against the wall. His hand comes behind my head so I don't smack it on the wall and the butterflies in my stomach go insane at the caring gesture even when I'm pissing him off.
I barely have time to open my mouth before his lips are on mine, stealing any words I was about to say. My hands fly to the back of his head, keeping him kissing me and tangling in his slightly sweaty black hair. He perpetually tastes like sea salt and I moan very quietly.
It takes a second for my brain to kick into gear again, but I smirk against his lips and whisper into his mouth. "You'll have to do better than that, loser."
Percy growls. "Oh, I plan to."
The wall is suddenly no longer behind me and I shriek in surprise and glee as he drags me to throw me onto the bed, immediately pouncing on me and pinning me to the bed. His fingers work deftly to undo my belt and he sets my belt and sword carefully on the floor, along with my shoes.
Now free to do as he pleases, he dips his head into the crook of my neck, yanking at my sweatpants and dragging his nails down my legs along with the waistband, throwing them off. Without hesitation, he strips me of my underwear and I moan, a permanent smile living on my face.
"This feels more like a reward than a punishment, I won't lie," I smirk, leaning up on my elbows and looking up at him.
"No one asked for your opinion," he sighs, promptly shoving two of his fingers in my mouth. "Use your tongue for something worthwhile, hm?"
Unable to do anything else, I wrap my lips around his fingers, sucking and covering them in saliva. I teasingly bob my head a little, looking him directly in the eyes and taking his fingers as deep into my mouth as I can.
He smirks, shaking his head at my obscene behaviour. "Dirty girl." He pulls his hand away, inspecting his spit-covered fingers. "Good enough."
Clearly determined to render me incapable of speech, he immediately swirls his middle finger over my clit. My whole body jerks, upper body almost thrown forward at the sudden sensation. "Shit-"
Percy grins, drawing delicate but deliberate circles and radiating smugness. "Nothing to say? Is that all it takes to make you shut your smart mouth?"
Well, I couldn't let him think he'd won this round. I swallow harshly, flicking my hair out my eyes and smirking. "I could suck your dick if you wanted," I breathe out, voice thick with condescension. "Sort of a participation prize."
He scowls, and pushes two fingers into my pussy. The sudden feeling shoots through my body like electricity and I gasp, one hand flying to grip at his wrist. My head gets thrown backwards and a low moan comes from low in my throat.
His digits pump in and out at a speed I wasn't expecting and for a good minute, there are no words in my head. Not a single thought, just pleasure vibrating my bones and removing my ability to think.
"There we go," he purrs, other hand rubbing gently over my hip and stomach. "The attitude was unnecessary, huh?"
I laugh breathlessly, one hand gripping the wrist of the hand abusing my now-soaking pussy, the other raking through my hair. "I... I still won..."
"For fucks' sake-" Percy shuffles down the bed until his head rests between my legs. No ceremony, no anticipation, just his tongue against my clit as his fingers crook and stroke at my velvety walls.
The sudden increase in stimulation drags me bodily into my climax, orgasm rocking through my body and rendering me speechless. I slap a hand over my mouth to muffle my long, drawn out moans... and then my squeak of surprise as he doesn't stop.
"P-Percy?" I stutter, hips instinctively twitching away from him under his relentless attack.
Instead of answering, his eyes simply flick up to meet mine with a filthy smirk on his lips. His fingers don't stop, tongue lapping up my come as he scissors me open slightly. My thighs start trembling, and the hand that was over my mouth finds its home twisted into Percy's hair as he buries his face between my legs.
He doesn't let up, working his jaw and tongue over and into me. My sensitivity has every nerve on edge and it takes a slightly humiliatingly short length of time for my next orgasm to flood through me.
To his credit, Percy doesn't protest at the definitely painful grip I have on his head, withdrawing his fingers and cleaning me up with his tongue. Shakily, I lean back up on my elbows and look down at him, panting slightly.
"Whoa," I breathe, pulling him up from between my legs and pressing a messy, sloppy kiss to his lips. Then, because I really, truly do not know how to shut up... "Hell of a reward, baby, I'm glad you admitted I won."
The growl of frustration comes from low in his ribcage and with a delicious shiver, I realise I've fucked up.
"Admit I went easy on you." His voice is right in my ear, and without looking I know he's stripping down, the sound so familiar I instinctively part my legs like a Pavlov effect.
I shake my head, still panting and still trembling. "No, you didn't, I won fair and square, I beat you."
To his credit and my utter adoration, he pauses as he slips a condom on and looks directly at me. "Are you okay?" He asks, voice soft and sweet.
I kiss him quickly and nod. "Mhm, yeah, I'm okay."
The sudden switch back is unbearably attractive and he nudges his cock against my sensitive folds, the tip nestling just barely inside. "You're my girlfriend, I would feel bad if I won every single time we fought," he hisses. "I was being sweet and you're throwing it in my face." His cock slips in just an inch.
I'm already clenching down on him, feeling my own wetness trailing down over my ass. It's a struggle to be coherent when my whole body is poised to feel him. "N-No, you weren't, I won, you're just being a bitch."
Another inch inside and I gasp, every sense heightened and nails clinging into his shoulders desperately. "Say I let you win."
I shake my head, but I'm beginning to forget what this faux-fight was about. "Mm-mm, never."
Percy clamps a preemptive hand over my mouth and shoves himself completely inside me, my pussy swallowing him whole. My eyes roll back in my head and I cry out into his palm, feeling deliciously, perfectly full and I'm pretty sure my brain starts leaking out of my ears.
"Then I'll fuck the words out of you," he murmurs into my ear. His other hand pins my hips to the bed as he starts pounding into me. I couldn't stop my body moving if I had the presence of mind to try, forcibly being dragged through overstimulation into that place where nothing else exists but Percy and the feeling of him inside me.
"Come on, baby," he coos, voice slightly unsteady. "Say it, and I won't drag another three orgasms from you."
That... that would break me. I'm out of my mind with just the two, I can't imagine how little I would function after five.
I can already feel my third orgasm building shakily in my lower stomach, pussy fluttering and convulsing around Percy's cock as he keeps up his rhythm. My pride wars with my common sense, wanting to stick to my victory versus knowing how utterly dedicated Percy can be at wringing orgasm after orgasm out of my poor body.
Percy adjusts my hips slightly and the angle knocks my pride out of my head. My lips form the words against his palm still over my mouth and he smirks, moving the hand to tangle his fingers in my hair.
"Something to say, gorgeous?"
I mumble the words, eyes closed and voice shaking.
Percy shakes his head. "What was that? A little louder for me, baby."
"...you went easy on me," I moan out, cheeks bright red and hands coming to hide my face. I don't need to see the smug fucking grin on his stupid handsome face, I already know it's there.
"Oh, good girl," he purrs, hips unrelenting against mine and sneaking a hand in between our bodies to thumb over my clit. "Just give me one more, one more and I'll stop, can you do that?"
I nod, clinging to him and moaning against his shoulder. "Mhm, I can d-do that."
"Good girl, I know you can," he murmurs, voice soft and burying his head into my neck. "It's okay, I've got you."
His switch to sweetness and patience sends my head reeling and I fall apart under him, muffling my scream of his name by biting into his shoulder. It only takes a few more thrusts and his hips stutter and still, a low choked moan smothered into my neck as he comes, filling up the condom.
Coherency is a distant memory and I can only focus on breathing, senses swamped with Percy. He litters kisses over my neck and jaw, whispering praise into my skin that I can barely focus on.
I whine in discomfort as he pulls out of me and he kisses me hard as a distraction, only moving away from me for a moment as he discards the condom before returning. He lays on the bed with me, wrapping me up in his arms and snuggling both of us under the bedsheets.
"Hey, you," he whispers, kissing the crown of my head. "How're you feeling?"
I respond in mumbles and nuzzling my face into his neck. Percy laughs softly, nodding and stroking up and down my spine.
"It's okay, that was too hard of a question right now, my bad."
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god i hope this was good, thank you for requesting!
#percy smut#percy jackson smut#percy jackson#percy x reader#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson imagine#daughter of nike!reader
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DOING THE PRANK WHERE U PRETEND TO GET SOMETHING FROM THE BACK OF THE CAR BUT INTENTIONALLY SMACK YOUR S/O WITH HARRY PLEASE!!!!! would love if u included the comments at the end
cut it out, harry lewis.
summary: harry's been a bit sick of you hopping on tiktok trends, but this one leaves him a little more than baffled.
warnings: none
notes: this trend had me giggling so bad omg 😭😭😭 guys it's been ages (like a month but still) since i last wrote something writer's block was KILLING ME 😀 feel free to send in some prompts or reqs <3
harry had told you to get ready in the next half an hour, that you'd be going on a little date in central london. well, he didn't tell you, rather he sprung the idea up on you after you complained about being bored for the last two days.
it took a lot more than he thought it would've to convince you to leave the house, with harry going as far as telling you that he'd drive. that's how you knew he was being serious.
so as he was getting ready after you, you scrolled through the obsession of your life that was tiktok, laughing every so often and sending some to your friends who had yet to respond to the others that you sent.
stopping on one video that you couldn't stop giggling at, a thought formed in your mind. the tiktok was of a girl who wouldn't stop "accidentally" hotting her boyfriend whilst trying to get things out of the backseat of the car.
it had been ages since you last pulled a joke on harry, yet only the other day he pulled one on you with the help of the boys.
"are you ready yet or are you still laughing at your phone?" harry came back into the bedroom, pulling his navy blue nike hoodie over his shirt.
"i am ready, in fact," you got up, tiptoeing to gently grab a hold of his face, pressing your lips to his. "and the things on my phone will always be funnier than you."
"good joke," he smiled a false smile at you, squeezing your waist before grabbing the keys off of the dresser.
"i still can't believe you're driving. wait, pose with the keys, let me get a photo for your mum."
"don't get too used to this..."
harry walked out before you to put his shoes on, but seeing as you already had yours on, you asked him to unlock the car for you. to him, it seemed you were just eager to leave but really, you had to make sure that there were items in the backseat.
placing one of your tote bags in there, you evenly spread out one of the jellycats that you left in your car and another bag full of spare things. putting the camera at an angle that was able to capture both you and harry, you smiled giddily. soon enough, harry joined you in the driver's side, about to start the car.
"wait!" you called out. "i think i forgot something in the back."
"can't you get it whilst i drive? it's not me you forgot, right?"
"ha ha ha," you rolled your eyes. "no, i might rip it apart by accident."
harry shook his head, nonetheless not starting the car before he looked dead into your camera. he did wonder why you were recording, yet he never actually brought it up.
messing about in the back, deciding which item to use first, you decided on the jellycat.
it was an octopus, one that faith had got you from a trip in florida that she and ethan went to.
"here she is!" you smiled, pulling the jellycat back and purposely hitting it into harry. you did it gently, but not too gentle to the point where he didn't get irritated.
jumping as it made contact with his arm, harry frowned. "ow?" he said, looking at you, but you were too busy dusting off the jellycat.
"hm, actually no." you turned back around to put the stuffed animal back, this time reaching for the tote bag.
luckily, it didn't have anything too sharp in it, so you wouldn't actually hurt harry.
again, you pulled it back with enough force this time slightly jolt harry out of his relaxed position. "are you alright?" he asked, blinking at you.
"huh? what d'you mean?"
"you've just... full on wacked that into me?" he said, more so asked, in shock.
"did i?
"yes?!" you could've sworn you saw his eye twitch, having to restrain your laugh.
"oh," was all you mustered out, looking into the bag as if you actually needed something from it.
harry shook his head, running a hand through his hair as he waited for you to finish. "can we go now?"
"un, not yet actually," and you turned again to the backseat, this time grabbing the last bag.
pulling it back again, it hit harry in his arm, but this time he grabbed the bag from you, tossing it back in the backseat.
"harry! i needed that," you gasped, again to hide your laugh.
"no you didn't, y/n, unless you were using it to target me again" he mimicked your whiny voice.
you didn't know what had you more speechless, the mimicking or his reaction to your silly little prank.
"i wasn't targeting you..."
harry turned to you, giving you the most dead straight look ever. "cut it out, you hit me in the arm three times."
"maybe you were just too close to me."
"i— what?!"
you both stared at each other; harry with a look of shock and slight irritation and you with a serious look that you couldn't quite hold, bursting out in laughter soon after.
"oh my god!" you managed to say in between laughs. "you should see your face!"
"right, let it out. it's not that funny," harry shook his head at your state.
you leaned forward to grab your phone from where you left it, rewinding the last part where harry three the bag in the back. "oh, this is gold."
"you're a right wind up, you know that?" harry said, refusing to give you the satisfaction of know your trick worked on him.
"oh, i know," you smiled at him. "but you live me regardless."
"unfortunately."
"hey," you pushed a hand in his face, instantly groaning when you felt his tongue poke the same hand. "god, just drive."
#wroetoshaw#wroetoshaw x reader#sidemen x reader#sidemen#wroetoshaw imagines#harry lewis x reader#wroetoshaw imagine#harry lewis
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Bittersweet ! 🎀
mdni <3 you’re here pt 3
series masterlist 💋
~ in which Ellie breaks up with you and you go a little crazy ~
ex! ellie williams x fem! reader , abby anderson x fem! reader
college au!
warnings: SMUT CHAPTER !!! cursing, dom!abby, sub!reader, fingering, Oral , strap on usage, dirty talk
taglist: pls comment if you want to be added! <3 @elliessweetheart @lonelyfooryouonly @vamp1reg1rrrl @autisticintr0vert @amsxdoll
come over then 💋
you followed her back and replied almost instantly, sending her your address. It made Abby chuckle on the other side of the line.
be there in 10
she sent you a quick reply as she made her way into her ridiculous luxury car, it was a birthday gift from her dad last year. Everyone knew who that car belonged to it just screamed her name.
Just like you hoped to scream her name over and over again tonight..
it was already midnight as you checked the time on your phone, Abby will arrive any minute now!! You got up and made your bed look as neat as possible, sprayed some of your favorite sol de janeiro body mist and changed into a silky black robe with nothing underneath. It hugged your body in all the right places, nipples poking through the cold fabric as it touched your skin..you were truly breathtaking, a sight to sore eyes , the devil in disguise of an angel.. yeah that was a good way to describe you and you fucking loved it.
Abby’s a lucky girl you thought as you checked yourself out in your full body mirror and Ellie? Oh you can’t imagine how hard it must feel not to have you anymore, you wondered if she already regretted it. Yeah she’s probably thinking about you while being knuckles deep in her new bitch what a loser
it scared you how unbothered you were..embarrassed of the way you cried in front of her…you’ll never let that happen again is for sure
Your train of thought was interrupted by a loud knock on your door, your heart pounded as you opened up, there she was in all her glory wearing a nike sports bra and black sweats. Her blonde hair hung loosely over her shoulders ,the smell of her cologne hit your nose and filled all your senses..jesus you felt high off of her already. Those ocean blue eyes met yours before staring at your lips.
“Wanted this for so long..”
she whispered as she cupped your face with her rough hands smashing her lips on yours, exploring your mouth with her tongue it was intoxicating you struggled to breathe between the messy kisses but you didn’t want to stop you needed more.
“need you Abby please..”
you whimpered as you guided her to your bedroom pushing her into the mattress while dropping your robe on the floor..letting her gawk at your naked figure before you climbed into her lap grabbing onto her neck as you devoured her lips while her hands grabbed your bare ass, moving you back and forth onto her crotch. You moaned as you felt her strap through her sweats.
“fuck you’re so sexy baby so wet for me”
her hands teased your wet folds, you gasped as she inserted two fingers easily hitting your sweet spots.
“just like that -oh! need your cock abby please!”
abby couldn’t wait any longer. She removed her fingers out of your gaping hole and discarded her clothes quickly, revealing her thick navy blue strap, your mouth watered at the sight fuck she looked like a greek goddess underneath you.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as she slammed you down her length, making you fuck yourself on her cock “good girl..ride me like you mean it” you whined as she split you in half, you could barley breathe..too drunk on her strap to think, your thighs burned as you chased your orgasm “mmfuuuuck!-ohmygod! abby !abby m’gonna cum!-“ she swallowed your screams with her mouth as you creamed on her dick,your acrylics digged into her shoulders holding on for dear life.
“you did so well ..so fucking beautiful for me, doll”
she whispered against your neck, shivers ran through your entire body.
“wanna taste you baby please”
you begged as you got off her lap to free her from the harness revealing her pretty pussy. You positioned yourself in between her legs kissing on her inner thighs before sucking on her puffy clit she tasted so good
you couldn’t get enough of her “fuuuck you’re so good babe i’m close” she whined, you ate her pussy like a starved woman like it was the last time you were going to have her. Her toned thighs trembled as she came, almost crushing your head as you swallowed her sweet release.
The smell of sex lingered in your bedroom as you came down from your high, Abby cleaned you up and tucked you into bed after you changed back into your pjs.
“Stay the night” you said as she was just about to leave. She was secretly hoping you’d ask her to so she quickly changed into the pijamas that she packed just in case and joined you on Ellie’s side of your bed the empty space on your bed.
“i could get used to this”
she said as she pulled you into her big arms letting you lay comfortably in her chest.
“before you do explain the beef between you and Ellie.. and you’re driving me to class tomorrow oh and can we get starbucks beforehand??”
Abby flashed you a toothy grin and pecked your lips to shut you up.
“whatever you want princess”
🎀
pt 4
#abby anderson x reader#abby anderson smut#abby anderson fic#abby anderson#abby tlou#tlou smut#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams#wlw#lesbian#wlw smut
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2:07 pm
word count - 570 words
warnings - none
a/n - omg this is based off my own experience working at bath n body works BRO. i was asking this older guy if he needed anything special today and he was like, "my wife! who's pretty special to me" like alskdfhskafash let me find someone who loves me like that
sakusa kiyoomi didn't particularly like nor care for shopping, instead opting for whatever athleisure was the highest quality, or whatever the newest brand deal msby signed with. (seriously, the amount of free nike promo the team got was kind of insane.) he especially doesn’t like the bright, heavily scented body care store you frequently shopped at. the loud music, cheery (read: plastic) decor, and strong, swirling scents messed with his head, causing headaches and itchy skin. and don't get him started on the testers...! just how many people could've potentially touched them by now?
"hello! are you looking for something special today?" an employee asked with a picturesque fake customer service voice and smile voice plastered on thickly.
he gave a brisk nod at them back. "nothing much, just my spouse." he paused. "although, you could say they're very special to me," he said, icy exterior melting and a warm smile peeping through.
she laughed, a genuine smile appearing on her face this time. “aww, cute! well, we do have a buy 3 get 2 free sale going on right now on our full-sized body care items, so maybe you could help her shop for something special," she said before heading off to greet another customer.
he nodded absentmindedly, glancing at some of the select items. although the store itself was too much to bear, whenever you put something scented on yourself, it was much nicer. less overbearing compared to the store, and it was like a secret surprise every time he leaned in for a hug. would he smell a hint of vanilla or pear wafting against your skin today?
"omi? you're in here?"
he was startled at your sudden voice. "huh? oh, yeah, you were taking a while," he explained, turning around to see you peering up at him. he didn’t see anything in your hands, so he supposed nothing piqued your interest. (this time, anyway…)
"whoops! got carried away looking at the samples,” you say, abashed, as you stick out your hand. he holds it in his palm obediently. “anyways, i'm done here. i didn't find anything i liked, so we can head out now," you say, leading him out of the store.
“have a good day, you two! and good luck on your marriage," said the employee from before, smiling at you both. he nodded back, and couldn’t help but smirk a little as he felt your steps falter.
“m-marriage?!“
“now now dear, let’s not bother the poor working lady,” he murmured low into your ear. you gave him a flat look in return.
“omi-omi, please-“
“don’t call me that! you know i don’t like it.”
“omi.” you stop in your tracks, frowning at him. “if you’re going to go around announcing that we're married, why don’t you at least…i don’t know…propose to me first?” you say, raising an eyebrow.
(unbeknownst to you, the ring was waiting underneath his boxers back at your shared apartment.)
“yeah, alright,” he hummed. “just wanted to test it out first.”
you hug his arm, a small smile on your face. “you’re so cute! who would've thought you’re capable of being emotive, let alone adorable?”
he gently pushed you off his arm, using just enough force to loosen your grip on him. “fuck off. i take everything i just said back.”
“nope! no take-backsies! you’re my cute little wifey now!”
he sighed incredulously. “i’m the wife?”
#haikyuu!!#sakusa kiyoomi#sakusa x reader#sakusa fluff#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x you#sakusa x you#oshy writes
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"Too Much!"
TattooArtist!Ony x Black!Reader
Summary : Y/N asks her boyfriend for a new tattoo under her tits, after telling her over and over again it'll hurt he finally agrees, he starts only for the exact thing he wanted to prevent happening. So, he evens out the pain by getting her a vibrator as he continues doing the tattoo on her, only to end up fucking her <3
Warning(s): SMUT, NOT PROOF READ AT ALL, Vibrator Usage, uh probably more but idk.
(Idc, Ony got cornrows here like anyway)
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"Babbyyy, Please?" You were on your knees begging to your boyfriend as you held out your phone showing him the under boob tattoo you badly wanted. "No, you gon be cryin, that shi hurt like a bitch." he'd mutter rolling his eye trying to look everywhere put your face. "B-but" you'd start sniffling and tearing up, he had spoiled you way too much, and honestly it was too late to stop. "fuck.. okay.." he'd finally give in making you jump into his arms in excitement.
The next day, you came into his privet room in the back of the tattoo shop. You were wearing a white mini crop top showing your under boobs with a short black mini skirt that barely covered your ass with pretty black Gucci Strappy Sandal Heels. You'd hug your boyfriend in excitement thanking him again for letting you have it on the house, like you always do. It was a trade actually, he'd give you free tattoo's and you'd braid his hair whenever he wanted. "I shouldn't let you pop out no where dressed like this no more.." He'd sigh noticing the pretty under ass tattoo he had done for you months ago with his name, having flashbacks to when you cried your heart out until he had fingers plunged in you to even out the feeling of pain.
"Ony! You didn't tell me it hurt this bad!!" You'd scream as soon as it made contact with your skin, instantly triggering him as his left eye twitched at the statement you made. "I didn't what?" He asked looked up at you, eyes focusing on you and ngl he looked mad asl. "You said this shit last time too!" He'd say annoyed as he ignored you for about 5 minutes until you start crying. Eyes filled with tears sobbing as you brought your hands up to try and clean your overflowing tears. "Alright, stop crying mamas, give me a second." He'd say getting up taking off his gloves as he went into his drawer bringing out a new vibrator that wasn't open yet.
"Got it just for you, i didn't think you deserved it tho." He say sitting back in his seat as he watched you trying to clean your face quickly still sniffling as your face was now a mess but you still looked so cute in his eyes. He'd open you legs as he ripped off the packaging off the vibrator resting his right hand on your pussy giving you small circles making you moan as he gave you a sloppy kiss. "Feeling better?" he's ask watch you nod your head, feeling you get completely wet at just the contact of his fingers. He'd take the vibrator and turn it on low, he had bought you a pink Rabbit Vibrator. It was basically a penetrative vibrator that offered simulation to your clit to.
He's slowly slide if in before licking his fingers and putting his gloves back on as you moaned trying your hardest not to move as your legs clamped together. "Stay still.." he's say blankly as he continued your tattoo as you didn't even know how to feel at that moment, hands holding tightly to whatever you could find. This would go on for about another 25 mintues until he'd stop as you start twitching from your second orgasm somehow. He'd take off his gloves before pulling out the now soaked vibrator putting it too the side. Standing up he'd pull down his grey nike sweat pants to reveal his erection that had been twitching between his pants since this session had started.
Not being able to hold himself back anymore he'd push himself into you making you moan loudly as you quickly wrapped your arms around his neck giving him sloppy kisses as he fucked you completely senseless as you babble telling him how much you love him. Crying when as he started leaving marks all over your neck finding you sensitive spot attacking it solely leaving you completely helpless. "Ony! Thank uuu!" You'd moan tears leaving your eyes as you came on him, twitching as squirting all over him as he came right after you.
He'd lay there for a moment giving you soft kisses as he whispered "Anytime my love.." Noticing you start to fall asleep knowing that you'd probably ask him to add onto this tattoo some other day noticing he hadn't completely finished it but it looked close enough to done.
LOL WHEN HE WENT OUT TO GET A BOTTLE OF WATER HE OPENED THE DOOR AND SAW A SMALL GROUP OF EMPLOYIES AND COSTUMERS AT THE DOOR LISTENING IN. LIKE BYE.
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#black reader#black coded reader#y/n#aot x black reader#black y/n#aot#aot x y/n#smut#x reader#onyankopon x black y/n#onyankopon smut#aot onyankopon#onyankapon#onyankopon x reader#aot smut#aot x you#aot x reader#attack on titan#female reader
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the forgotten girl (3)
posted this originally on my old account. will be posting twice weekly :)
“Alexia, can you come to my office please?” Jona asked. Usually he never asks, opting to talk in the open, and considering it’s the end of the day this is serious.
“What’s up?”
“As you’re aware, Amelia Higgins is in Barcelona. I have spoken to both her and her manager, she has expressed interest in joining. She will not be joining in an official capacity until the transfer window, however she will be doing individual training here. Irene is aware, but since you’re also captain, I am asking you to please help her. I know you used to be friends, but please don’t let the others know.”
“Oh. Yeah sure. When will she be here?”
“Tomorrow.”
As the morning rolled around, Alexia made her usual stop at the bench. Expect this time you weren’t surfing. Instead you were sitting on the sand with two coffees.
“Care to join this time?”
Silence encapsulated us. It wasn’t uncomfortable silence, just silence.
“I see you run every morning.”
“I see you surf every morning.”
“Helps gets my mind off things. I feel free out there, like nothing bad can happen.”
“Jona spoke to me last night. You’re coming back?”
“Not sure yet. I haven’t touched a ball or a football pitch in 3 years. Just want to see if I can do it. Keira told me I owed it to myself to try again.”
“She yelled at the girls in the locker room last week. They were talking about you and she yelled. It scared them.”
“Keira yelling isn’t good. She’s worried.”
“She’s not the only one Mil.”
“I better go. Keep an eye on her for me, yeah?”
As I walked back to my very white and plain apartment, my mind couldn’t help but wonder to the what ifs. Not the “what if she didn’t die” but the “what if I never stopped playing”. Keira was right, I had to try again.
Determined, I walked into the Barca training grounds. Officially I wasn’t a player, so I was just dressed in my black Nike workout clothes. Jona greeted me at the entrance and gave me the tour before the team arrived. Keira would be having lunch with me today, in an empty conference room away from the team.
The first fitness test wasn’t particularly hard, luckily I’d been running and keeping up my overall fitness, after lunch would be the real test. I got a little lost finding the conference room and accidentally ran smack bang into Claudia Pina. She had a very guilty look on her face.
“Oh my! I’m so sorry. I’m looking for Keira and conference room 6? I’m really lost.”
“No please it’s my fault! I can help you. What are you doing here? I thought you didn’t play anymore?”
“Just here to have lunch with Keira. That’s all. Thanks so much for your help Claudia. Have a good day!”
“What was that?” An amused Keira said.
“I was lost and I literally ran into her. She helped me find you. Nothing more.”
“She’s cute no?”
“Keira.” She took the hint with warning tone. Dropping it there. The final hurdle of the day: actually walking on the pitch. Most of the girls had already left, only a few stayed. I could see Alexia, Claudia, Keira and Lucy sitting at the far end of the pitch. All I had to do was walk. A motion that I do everyday without any problem. Yet, right now, I was stuck.
“She’s scared. We should go over there.”
“No Kei. We need to wait. She needs to do this herself.” Alexia agreed with Lucy. She admired Keira for wanting to help her friend, but this isn’t something they could help with. At least they thought that until Claudia had ran over without them noticing.
“Hey! We can just kick the ball here. One step at a time, right?”
“On the concert? You’ll ruin your boots Claudia. It’s fine, I can try again tomorrow.” Without a second thought, Claudia stripped her boots, tossing them to the side.
“No boots, no problem.”
She proceeded to kick the ball to me. Easily, I returned it. Second nature. We kept doing simple passes on the concrete for the next 15 minutes until the physios ended it there.
“One step at a time remember.” I high fived the smiling girl. Soon enough, the other 3 joined. Looking proud as punch. It was an overwhelming feeling, having so many people in my corner, being proud over something I’ve done a million times.
As the days turned into weeks, my confidence grew. Finally being able to step foot on the grass and confidently kick a ball. My friendship with Olga also grew. It was nice to have someone who pretended not to know what I’ve gone through, and to have someone outside of football.
Claudia became a very good friend to me. Often staying behind or coming in early so she could train with me. We’d get coffee on the days off and I was slowly teaching her how to surf. She refused to get into the water during the winter so it was practicing as much as possible on the sand.
“I know you want to know. It’s okay to ask questions.”
“Keira and Alexia told me not too.”
“Do you always listen to everything they tell you to do?”
“Not usually. But alexia is scary and Keira, man she’s even scarier. She yelled at us when we were talking about you after we saw you at Manuela’s.”
“Keira is scary because she doesn’t get mad often. But you know what, I won’t tell them if you don’t. So go ahead and ask.”
“Why’d you quit?” She said it so quickly, afraid I’d change my mind.
I ponded the answer for a moment, “i define my life in three stages, there was before Emily, during Emily and after. Before and during, I loved football. Lived and breathed it. It gave me Keira and Leah, a way to escape the foster homes and create a new family. And of course it gave me Emily. After Emily, I was empty. I didn’t love football anymore. I didn’t love anything. I did what I know best and I ran. I left England, left the house we lived in, I just left. I realised that I couldn’t do it again. I couldn’t win medals or awards without her.”
“And now? What’s changed?”
“Honestly, after running into you lot, I felt like I was missing something. I went to an open training that was held and I missed the way the ball felt at my feet, or the way it felt to run on grass in cleats. So I rang my manager and told her to ask them and here we are.”
“Are you scared? You were the best. Are you scared it won’t be like that again?”
“Scared shitless. I don’t want to be the best, I don’t want to accolades or the awards, I just want to play like I used to.”
“Like before Emily.”
“Exactly”
“What about you and Ale? She looks at you with the softest eyes. I’ve only ever seen her look at Olga like that.”
“There wasn’t a me and Alexia. We were friends. Both going through the ranks at the same time, just for different countries. It was an unlikely friendship of sorts. She comes from a loving, soft family and I come from the system. Rough and ragged around the edges. After the funeral, I wiped myself from the face of the earth. Deleted all my social media, cancelled my phone number. Everything. I hurt a lot of people by doing that but I couldn’t stay.”
“I’m sure they understand. Keira and Lucy definitely do.”
No more questions were asked after that. Just a peaceful walk back to our cars either promises to see each other later. It was nice to talk to people. I’d gone 3 years without having a meaningful conversation with anyone and I didn’t realise how much I’d missed it.
#alexia x reader#fcb femení#mapi león#woso fanfics#woso x reader#woso imagine#woso community#ingrid engen#alexia putellas fanfic#alexia putellas x reader#alexia putellas#keira walsh x reader#keira walsh x lucy bronze#keira walsh#lucy bronze x reader#lucy bronze
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[ot7 x reader]
AGUST DUI 🛴🔥
7 participants - 7 online
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tae: ok raise your hand if you think yoongi should of died in the crash
namjoon: why would you say that?
tae: jungkook raise your hand
jk: ok
tae: not in real life the emoji please
jk: ok sorry
wait how did you know i raised my hand in real life??
tae: just do it
jk: like nike LOL
tae: i’m going to skin you alive
jk: sorry
🙋🏻♀️
tae: why are you a woman
jk: gender is a construction
hobi: construct
jk: control
hobi: we are not playing a game
i am correcting you
jk: oh
tae: connecticut
hobi: stop
tae: i wanted to play :(
hobi: it wasn’t a game can you read
jk: omg i know someone from connecticut
i think
jin: you have no friends don’t lie jungkook
jk: no i swear i do
tae: he does
hobi: don’t act like you know
tae: i know
hobi: who is jungkooks friend then?
tae: jungkook tell this idiot ☠️
hobi: i’m asking YOU to tell me
jk: i don’t know who it is
but i know
i’m going to go insane who is it ohmygod
y/n: jaehyun lmao
hobi: oh
jin: yikes
jk: i’m sorry
tae: how dare she lmao like she didn’t just cook my first born alive by saying that name
jk: she typed it btw
tae: that’s not the point jungkook
i’m throwing up
jk: ur right me too
i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry
y/n: ???
don’t be sorry
jk: >.<
yoongi: lol
jin: tf he laughing at?
yoongi: we’re always talking about jaehyun for some reason
hobi: be fr
yoongi: …
y/n: shouldn’t you be dead from the crash or something
tae: IM SAYING LIKE
jk: maybe he’s still drunk
hobi: LMAOOOO
yoongi: i did not crash
namjoon: he just fell over guys
yoongi: right
jin: ofc the bitch with no license is defending the other bitch with no licence
y/n: typical 🙄
yoongi: why do you know he’s from connecticut
y/n: what????
namjoon: uh??
jin: wasn’t he JUST complaining about how much we talk about you know who…
hobi: kook was right this man is still off the juiceeeee
ha juice by shinee
i’m so funny wow
tae: if we think about it wtf is connecticut
what the fuck is that srsly
i hate that
what does that mean
america is so strange
another white thing i don’t get
i hate white people
jin: ur borderline white
tae: wtf is wrong with you never say shit like that again
ur borderline old
ur borderline dying
AND ur paler than me
like wtf
this poc erasure
someone get him
jk: connecticut more like connectiYUCK 🤮🤢🤮🤢🤮🤢🤮🤢🤮🤢🤮🤢
EWWUUUUUU 🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮
hell on earth
yoongi: what
namjoon: ?
yoongi: are we talking about again
i just lost my train of thought
hobi: choo choo
y/n: chuu chuu
namjoon: jaehyun…
jk: 🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤢🤢
tae: AND we are talking about poc erasure if you even care
you probably don’t
because you’re a racist
just like your father namjoon
jk: yoongi is older than namjoon
btw
tae: ok???
maybe i wasn’t even talking to yoongi
jk: ok i’m sorry
tae: it’s ok son
hobi: who the fuck were you talking to then?
tae: well yoongi but like maybe i wasn’t at the same time yk?
y/n: shut up
jk: yes
y/n: ?
tae: ok raise ur hand if you think hoseok is being unnecessarily mean to kim taehyung the 3rd today
namjoon: anyways
yoongi are you ok??
yoongi: yeah sorry my head is just all over the place rn
forget everything i said
hobi: is this due to your alcohol consumption
or is it your age getting to you LOL
since your old
older than namjoon
jk: older than namjoon
jin: jungkook is 27 btw
y/n: 23 forever
jin: that’s almost 30 yk?
hobi: at least it’s not 31
yk…
like you
jin: ok
jk: ok !!!!
namjoon: yeah i don’t know what you wanted to get out of that one…
jin: kys
ALL of you
hobi: ❤️
jk: love is love
y/n: awoman
jk: awoman
tae: if you all loved me you would send me a stack
hobi: notice how no money is being sent to your account
take that into consideration
tae: how about you consider my fist in you face
ok i take that back
hobi: don’t
y/n: bryson tiller
tae: why not :(
you didn’t even know what i was gonna say hobi >.<
hobi: namjoon tell him to shut up
namjoon: tae please
tae: yeah ok 😔
cuz you know i do NOT want the smoke
he might do me like he did jaehyun 😭🙏🏼
hobi: will you STOP bringing that up
tae: will you send me a STACK?
hobi: no
tae: then NO
namjoon: both of you stop
also where is jimin??
physically i mean
like do any of you know?
yoongi: y/n’s house i think
y/n: no he’s not??
tae: woah
jk: btw that is also my house yoongi
so y/n AND jungkook’s house
yoongi: y/n and jungkook’s house then
y/n: he’s not here
yoongi: but he was
y/n: how do you even know that??
yoongi: i just do
y/n: ok ????
yoongi: ok
jk: ok \ ^0^ /
tae: wait
jk: JIMIN WAS IN OUR HOUSE ?????
jin: keep up ohmugod
jk: LIKE PHYSICALLY IN OUR HOUSE
WHERE I SLEEP AT NIGHT???
y/n: he wasn’t in my room no
if that’s what ur asking
jk: BUT HE WAS HERE???
AFTER HE WAS SO MEAN SO EVIL?!
y/n: it’s been weeks i was gonna talk to him at some point ig
hobi: communication is key!
not key from shinee btw
jk: WHEN DID HE COME????
WHY DID HE COME????
y/n: he came a few weeks ago
august 6th ? i think
to talk about everything and apologise
jk: you let him in?
tae: LIKE…
y/n: yes
jk: and where was i?
y/n: it was a wednesday so ur boxing class?
jk: i’ve been staying back for those classes
so he came late right?
y/n: yeah
jk: did you invite him?
y/n: no he kinda just showed up
jk: and you still let him in??
y/n: yes jungkook
jk: why didn’t you tell me??
y/n: i wasn’t trying to keep it a secret or anything it just a lot
like a lot seriously
i wanted to give both me and jimin some time to process it all before we brought it all back to you guys
but i was going to tell you
all of you
jk: yeah but like it’s been weeks…
namjoon: to be fair i also did talk to
jimin and didn’t tell anyone
jk: namjoon
jin: also did that
hobi: u all know i talked to him so…
jk: guys???
i’m confused like what he said was wrong but you’re all still talking to him
like everything’s ok???
namjoon: he apologised to her kook
jk: FUCK HIS APOLOGY?????
tae you get it right?? you didn’t speak to him right??
tae: no i get it
i get you
i understand fully
but i won’t lie to you
i DID speak to him
on the phone
only for 5 minutes tho
i counted
i just wanted to make sure he didn’t yk like kill himself or something…
you know jimin is weak like that
not calling people who commit suicide weak but like calling jimin weak cuz that’s what he is
jk: TAE?????????????
tae: SORRY SUICIDE IS REAL YK?
AND LIKE IT DOESNT TAKE AWAY FROM THE FACT THAT I STILL WANT TO PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE
i was just
uh
checking?
namjoon: you can say you were worried about him you know that
jk: SHUT UP???£/8/8/8,&&:&,
NO HE CAN’T
YOU ALL HAVE NO BACK BONE /£2&/&&:&:
NO LOYALTY
HE BASICALLY CALLED Y/N A WHORE AND YOUR ALL FRIENDS WITH HIM AGAIN??????
LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED?????
tae: NO I’M MAD IM STILL SO FUCKING MAD THE FUCK????
FUCK JIMIN I MEAN IT
jk: you are a liar
LIKE
guys what£/£/&/&:&:
i thought you guys were better than this ???
i thought you all cared
jin: don’t be stupid
of course we care
jk: then act like it????
y/n tell them
y/n: jungkook
jk: tell them
in fact
jk added jimin to “AGUST DUI🛴🔥”
jk: tell ALL of them
y/n: jungkook please
jk: y/n seriously
jimin: hey
jk: shut the fuck up
tae: dude
i know ur upset and angry but doing this rn isn’t gonna solve anything
namjoon: he’s right jungkook
ur acting on emotion and not thinking properly right now
jk: IM not thinking properly???
was jimin thinking properly when he called her a slut and then ran away like a bitch?? was he????
namjoon: obviously not jungkook
hobi: but they’ve talked it out and he’s said sorry
jk: HIS SORRY DOESN’T MEAN SHIT
WHAT DO YOU GUYS NOT UNDERSTAND?
his fucking sorry means nothing
him saying sorry doesn’t take back the words he said
or any of the hurt he caused
namjoon: jungkook like she told us they’ve talked about it and he’s apologised
i not sure what more you want
jk: I WANT YOU GUYS NOT TO MOVE ON SO FUCKING FAST??
I WANT YOU GUYS TO AT LEAST TELL HIM HOW FUCKED UP THAT ALL WAS
BOTH PUBLICLY AND PRIVATELY
he should be walking around eggshells around us rn
you guys should be giving him a hard time
not wondering where he is or whether he’s depressed or not
and you wanna know something?
after it all happened she cried for hours
hours
i have genuinely never seen her so upset
she told me not to tell anyone but i have to so guys can fucking understand
and the fact that we didn’t even know that her and jimin spoke???
does that not bother you all?????
the fact that she was “so fine” and “okay” about the whole situation but didn’t tell us that they had supposedly ‘made up’
tae: she said that she was planning on telling us
jk: yeah but she didn’t did she? it’s been weeks
she said they spoke august 6th right?
we are quite literally in a whole new month
and you ALL should know that when she doesn’t tell us things it’s because she’s upset
you should KNOW her
and how she deals with things
you all claim to care but i’m yet to see how
you know i was really excited about this
we were all you know realising
and coming to terms with this
us
i thought that we felt the same
but this has shown me that you guys don’t even feel a quarter of what i do for her
and you probably never will
the way that you all just took her word for her being fine and okay about the whole situation without actually genuinely checking in with her is insane and the way you all rushed to make sure jimin was ok was even crazier
i just
whatever
bye
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as you can probably tell this was supposed to be released last month but i tried to adjust it as much as i could
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Sugar Baby | Jey Uso
Synopsis: Sex is not a big deal. ...You can have a no-strings-attached arrangement with someone you don’t care about.
Pairing: Jey uso X Black Fem reader | word count: 3.1k | warning: smut, toxic behavior , protected sex | 18+ ONLY
A/N This is my first time writing on here so bear with me I’m new to learning the app I hope you all enjoy it it’s also my first time writing a Jey uso fanfic so please go easy on me. A few writers inspired me to want to write about him I’m not sure if they want to be tagged I don’t want to seem disrespectful but if they do I’ll gladly @ them!
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Dakota groaned in discomfort, "Ugh, jeez, I'm so sore, I can barely stand..." Jasmine chuckled in agreement, "Haha, I know right? I didn't expect that workout to be so intense.
“Me neither, my whole body is killing me right now…girl remind me to never come to the gym with your ass!” Dakota Murmured in a low breathing trying to regain her breath, her hands kneeled down on her knees taking each breath one at a time. Before standing tall grabbing her water to follow jasmine lead to the front desk.
“girl please all that ass you got you should want to be in shape for your old man sugar daddy.”
Dakota stopped in her tracks staring a hole into her best friend of 6 years in the head, with a mug plastered over her face she spoke again “Omg for the last time that man isn’t that old and he ain’t my sugar daddy!”
Jasmine looked back pursuing her lips together looking at her best friend like she was dumb “whatever you say ms.like em’ old.”
“But ion blame you because last time you came to me with your wig completely fucked up after seeing him, fuck he got super dick?”
Dakota chuckled at her best friends antics seemingly use to it but without jasmine in her life she wouldn’t have any entertainment without her silly jokes.
“No he just knows how to work this thang!” Dakota laughed before sticking her tongue out as the two walked up to the front desk.
While Dakota was focused on making another week ahead for the gym next week, Jasmine eyes were stuck on whoever just walked into the gym.
Jasmine Nuged Dakota shoulder before she turned around with a mug irritated already by her bothering her with Dakota already being tired and trained from an intense workout the two just had “Ain’t that your boy or should I say ol’ man.”
Dakota knitted her eyebrows together in confusion and also curiosity as she turned her body and attention to wherever jasmine focused was and there he was.
Jey Uso
In the flesh there he was looking ever so good , his presence so commanding and charismatic that she couldn't help but admire him with his twin brother Jimmy and a little behind them was their younger brother solo, walking. As they approached a group of men, it looked as if they beckoned them over with friendly gestures.
As Dakota glanced over at Joshua, she couldn't help but take notice of his impressive attire. He was sporting a pair of blue Nike shorts that hugged his body in all the right places, along with black Nike socks that were neatly tucked into his white gym shoes. On his head, he wore a fitted black bloodline hat, which was turned backwards and allowed his mullet to peek through the back. The red tips of his hair added a touch of boldness to his overall look, which suited him perfectly. As he stood there with his bare chest on display, his chiseled abs were impossible to miss. Tribal tattoos adorned his arms and chest, with two more visible on his back. All in all, Joshua's appearance was a sight to behold.
She watched as he greeted the three men before grasping both hands onto a pull up bar his palms facing away from him lifting his entire body going up and down up and down as she watched closely.
She couldn’t help but to stare at his bare back moving ever so smoothly, he hung his body up back and forth downwards she got a flashback from their last meet up two months ago which made her bite her lip titling her head slightly watching as he kept going.
Flashback
“Move yo hand this what you wanted right?” Jey responded to Dakota as she pleaded for him to slow down she tried to push him back away from her as he dicked her down so deep she could Hardly breathe.
she burried her head into the white colored sheets of the hotel room she couldn’t help but cry tears of joy but also pain as his strokes got deeper and deeper from behind “Jeyyyy…b-baby slow down…ugh.”
“Nah you talked all that shit on the phone, I wanna see you take all this dick don’t run from it.”
“Ion even know why you like to play with me princess, you know I’ll fly yo’ ass out to fuck you up.” Joshua spoke with Venom in his voice as his chest heaved up and down, chest beaming with sweat. he pushed a hand down on her neck to pin her down further her ass purked up nicely in his view.
It all started with Dakota missing him which resulted in her being a bitch towards Jey, calling him out his name as far as a “bitch” because he hadn’t been paying her no attention at all the past few weeks. She knew he had a tight schedule as a professional wrestler which has his undefined attention at all times but she also wanted his attention as well even with her just being a sugar baby known as a woman he just used for sex and entertainment when he wanted it.
Now here she was ass up face down and burried into the white sheets of his hotel room as he fucked her viciously from behind pining her down to the bed so she couldn’t run with no where to go. He wanted her to feel all of him from anger slightly misplaced with lust.
“Nah baby use this dick and fuck me back , daddy ain’t going no where.”
Dakota did as told throwing her ass back on him but with much more force while she occupied her fingers underneath her playing with herself. She felt so much pressure and pain all in one her feet became hot with them curled up as he went deeper with each stroke he took.
Taking her breath away literally.
“Mhm you taking this dick like a good girl huh?” Jey rasped slamming into her making Dakota let out a loud moan.
She could feel her body become hot as she felt a knot in her stomach indicating she was about to cum.
“shit!” She cursed under her breath, Jey thrusting into her wet gushy insides.
Joshua watched his dick slide in and out Dakota’s hole, her white creams painting his beautiful Carmel dick, his balls slapping against her clit with every hard thrust he took.
Dakota let out beautiful whimpers, her ass and titties jiggling with the rhythm of Jey’s hard strokes.
Jey grabbed Dakota’s hair, wrapping it around his fist as he thrusted into her harder.
Josh pulled on her hair, forcing her head up as she looked at herself through a the mirror which was in the corner of the room. Her make up smeared with tears , hair all over the place she knew she would need a redo on her hair when she got back home to Atlanta. Her mouth agape as she let out loud moans which couldn’t be heard outside of the hotel room from how thick and sound proof the walls were.
“Uh huh, daddy deep in his pussy ain’t he?” he questioned panting, his tattooed chest heaving up and down.
when Dakota didn’t answer Jey yanked her hair making Dakota let out a loud moan.
“shit! Y-yes daddy it’s fucking deep!” she cried out as tears cascaded her pretty Carmel cheeks.
Jey smiled deviously at her through the mirror, sliver jeweled grills peaking through. feeling her walls clench around him he groaned. he sent a hard snack to Dakota’s ass, “you throwing that ass back like a big girl , baby? You gon’ keep taking this dick like one too.”
Dakota did as told, her taking control again as she bounced back and forth on his length, Joshua bit his lip watching his dick disappear into her whole every time.
The one thing he missed the most was her ass jiggling from behind as he buried his dick deep inside her, her smooth toned back arched ever so slight but at the moment her chest laid flat on the bed while he continued his torture.
“fuck!” Dakota moaned with her face planted in the bed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she continued rocking her body.
“Un huh, Baby take this dick.”
“you gotta cum, ma?” Jey questioned, grunting afterwards.
“yes!” Dakota whined reaching her hand underneath her and rubbing at her clit once more, her legs trembling outrageously.
Jey bit his lip harshly, blood drawing as he groaned at the metallic taste.
“gon head Dakota .” He rasped, on cue Dakota and Joshua reached their limits. Her white creams painted all over his dick, her juices squirted out of her and onto Jey’s lower stomach.
Flashback over
“Dakota!” Jasmine's voice echoed through Dakota’s empty ears as she called out to her best friend Dakota, who seemed lost in thought. "Dakota! Dakota, Dakota?!!" she repeated, her tone growing more urgent and annoyed with each call. She wondered what could be occupying Dakota's mind so much that she didn't even hear her friend's voice.
Then it hit her. Jey he was who had her so snapped out of it she watched her best friend bite her lip in daze a, watching him do repeated pull ups.
Finally After staring into the distance for a while, Dakota was brought back to reality when she heard someone calling her name. With a confused look on her face, she looked up and stuttered, "H-huh, what did you say, Jas?"
“I said there go ya’ boy and there he is right now making his way over.” Jasmine said as he indeed was making his way over to them while Dakota mouth hung low she tried her to best to maintain herself. She often felt nervous around Josh and she herself didn’t know why because she wasn’t a shy woman but with him? He had her shy like a school girl.
“Wassup jasmine.” Jey greeted Jasmine with a friendly head nod and a warm smile, before turning his attention to Dakota. With a mischievous grin and a wink “and hey pretty mama.”
With a mischievous grin, he knew exactly what to say to make her radiant smile light up the room. As he gazed at her, he couldn't help but notice the intricate details of her gym outfit, appreciating the way it hugged her curves and highlighted her strong physique.
She wore Black gymshark vital seamless neck sports bra with vital seamless black shorts that hugged her body waist down ever so gently which showed her ass out more flaw. Her breast glazed with sweat as it stucked together almost peeling out of the sports bra her nipples hard as ever from how cold the gym was. Accompanied with white socks and grey gym shoes.
She looked damn good.
“Hey Josh.” She smiled dimples ever so deep into her skin that her pearly white teeth showed all of her teeth from how big she smiled. Gushing with butterflies in her stomach if she was any lighter you could see how red her face was from blushing.
“Hey Josh.” Jasmine mumbled mimicking her with an eye roll immensely laughing at how shy her best friend was. In 27 years of knowing her she never saw her best friend so shy she was always a Fierce Woman, very outspoken. So to see her like this so gushed over this man was surprising and undoubtedly hilarious.
“Shut up.” Dakota mumbled gritting through her teeth while she tried to keep a smile on her face.
To break the awkward silence Josh spoke “Uhh so you leaving?”
“Oh yeah me and jasmine are finished for the day and go grab some food then head home and shower. I see you’re with your brother.”
“Yeah he wanted to come to the gym before the big night Monday.”
“Well it was nice seeing yo— nah we ain’t gon end it like that ma gimme me a hug uce.” Josh insisted opening his arms for a hug she embraced him her hands rubbing against his bare back.
His entire body felt so soft and warm along with his significant cologne he always wore that drove her crazy with how good he smelled.
Josh hands snaked down to her ass grabbing it gently with a soft smack before leaving a wet kiss on her neck before whispering. “You might wanna cover that up uce.” He chuckled at her eyes bucking at the embarrassment she felt when she realized he was referring to the hickey on her neck that her gave her last month.
Gasping she quickly covered it with her hand before grabbing Jasmines hand leading her out the door “Bye Josh!”
“Girllll that man got you whipped huh!” Jasmine joked laughing at how school girl he had Dakota before unlocking the doors to her Mercedes Benz truck both hopping in.
“Whatever.”
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Dakota.Valentine • 25 secs ago
“Bye Josh.” Dakota chuckled at a TikTok he sent her via message, before hearting it smiling ear from ear. It was a TikTok of a man buying his girlfriend chicken wings when she asked for wings as in pads for her menstrual cycle but he got her wingstop with jey replying with a “Gon be me when you come back over my house, yeet!”
“Oh you in love.” Jasmine affirmed looking at her best friend blush at her phone something she did their whole lunch.
“I am not!”
“Is too!”
Dakota fixed her posture in her seat now facing jasmine directly placing her phone face down on the table giving her undefined attention “and what makes you possible think that?”
“Hmm well for starters the man bough you a mirror vanity with a Chanel purse and a basket of fruit all because you said you wanted to show yourself this year and do beauty content for social media.”
“Then he buys you roses every month even if he misses a few days he buys dozens for each day he missed along with a stack of money, he as well spoils you with gifts, paid for you to go to talum for your birthday, bought you a ring and also rented out a mall for the both of you so you could shop dedicating the whole day to you with a massage, paid for your hair , nails, AND makes sure you eat paying for every meal plus he took you on how many dates?”
“Shall I go on?”
Dakota sat there taking in everything her best friend was saying with nothing to deflect with, she was right Joshua did all those things without her having to asking for anything he just did it because whatever he saw that he thought would look good on her or what made her smile the biggest he got it.
“Then you cook for him everytime he’s in town for his Monday night raw and smack down shows in Atl kota.” Jasmine stated pursing her lips together while she waited for a response. Dakota sat there with a dumbfounded expression.
Thats when realization sat in she realized she was in love, he did so many things for her that she never had done before not even in past relationship. He was there for her in so many ways than just sex, he was there emotionally, physically , and mentally. He cared deeply for Dakota as much as she cared for him. They’ve Had deep conversations about life and marriage something neither ever done with anyone they connected on a deeper level than Just sex he was there for her when she lost her mother a few months back and ever since then he never left her side he was always there.
Despite his best efforts to hide it, Joshua was undeniably smitten with Dakota. Though he was a more mature and experienced man, he couldn't help but pour his heart out to her, showering her with a level of affection she had never before experienced in her life. His love for her was pure and genuine, and she could sense it in every little thing he did.
Despite her best efforts to be difficult and toxic, he always handled her with care and honesty. He was the type of man who never played games, especially when it came to business. He led with authority, yet he had a soft and gentle side. He was dominant without being aggressive but real smooth but you knew he ran shit. His charismatic and funny personality, his loving nature, and his hardworking aura made her focus on him completely. Whenever she was around him, she felt safe and comfortable, knowing that he would always be there to protect and support her.
In past relationships Dakota had never felt safe nor comfortable with men but with Josh it all felt so natural.
The two meet at a bar in Pensacola , Florida where Dakota was in town visiting a client of hers for styling. She was a celebrity stylist, she loved fashion and always dreamed of being a fashion designer or stylist. While she sat at the bar alone josh couldn’t help but stare at the young women, her soft brown legs shined with baby oil along with a black dress that hugged her body so tightly and well , a face a man would die for but he thought her face was better to nut on in his dirty mind.
He walked up to her with a few smooth and flirtatious words which pulled her in instantly jey was always smooth with the ladies. A ladies man of course. With that he prospered to her a deal that he spoiled her of course as well as have sex with her but no string attached as well kinda friends with benefits or a sugar daddy which he wouldn’t call it more so tricking with sex alongside.
Jey was 32 years old and Dakota was four years younger than him at 27. Despite the age difference, the two were still deeply attracted to each other. However, when Dakota was first presented with the proposal that she didn't quite understand or want to accept, she hesitated. The idea of doing something like that was foreign to her, but a little voice in her head, which she recognized as Jasmine's, urged her to "get that money, bitch!" Despite already having her own source of income, Dakota eventually agreed to the proposal.
Starting from the summer of July 2022, the two individuals became inseparable. Their bond grew stronger as they spent time together, and before they knew it, January 2023 had arrived, marking the beginning of a new year that they brought in together. Despite the initial plan to spend only three months together, Josh kept extending their time together, much to the surprise of his companion. She found it odd that he was reluctant to part ways and kept prolonging their time together, but she couldn't help but wonder why.
Was he also in love?
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All I really want to say my darling
Today is a special day we call our own
So take me in your arms and hold me
And tell me you love me
And I'll be there for you
The soft lyrics of Tony! Toni! Tone! Played throughout Dakotas high rise apartment while she finished up on the last touch’s of the cornbread. Dakota was cooking baked macaroni, yams, collard greens, fire chicken with a side of duffeled eggs.
A loud thud on the counter went off as her phone ding with a text message from Jey.
iMessage
Yeet master jey!❤️
I’m here come open the door lady uce!
After meticulously washing her hands, she swiftly dried them off to ensure there were no traces of germs left on her skin. As she reached the door, she saw Josh standing outside, holding a beautiful bouquet of roses in his left hand. A wide smile appeared on her face as she approached him, and he opened his arms, inviting her in for a warm embrace. "Jey, I missed you!" she exclaimed before jumping into his arms. He caught her effortlessly with just one arm, and the two of them burst into uncontrollable laughter, filled with joy and happiness as they held each other tightly.
“I missed you too ko.” Dakota heart warmed at the small nickname he gave her.
“Aww are these for me?” She smiled widely taking the rose from jey she walked towards the kitchen sitting them on the counter. “Of course gotta get my princess something.”
Cheesing to herself she inquired him with a question “Mmhm when were you going to tell me you was in town?”
“Well I was tryna surprise you but I saw you all at the gym looking gorgeous.” He stated wrapping his arms around Dakota from behind he moved her hair out her face leaving a few wet on her neck she responded with a low moan.
“Unt unt let me finish cooking Josh.” She chuckled at his antics of trying to seduce her but she had other plans in mind.
Stepping back with his hands in surrender he spoke “alright alright but how you been? You’ve been eating?” He caressed her cheek staring into her brown hazel nut eyes. “Yes jey I have.”
“You better.” He pecked her lips a few times before moving back looking over her admiring her body.
Dakota has fell into small depression she thought maybe she was too big and wanted to be slimmer so she stopped eating to lose weight and also in the gym but Jey put a stop to that immediately because she was perfect the way she was and she wouldn’t want her any other way.
“I missed you.” Jey spoke with their soft eyes looking directly At Dakota.
“I missed you more.” She responded softly turning her body to face him.
“Missed you so much girl.” He embraced her into a hug, hugging tight as he wrapped his legs around her like spider man hanging his feet in the cabinet while she laughed at his goofy self “It’s all you girl!”
“All you girl!”
“Omg Joshua what is wrong with you.” Dakota laughed once more her stomach hurting from much she laughed her cheeks sore a bit from how hard she smiled. She was in love.
Letting her go he left a few kisses all over her face till she laughed Again before asking her something “So umm…I got a show tomorrow and I want you come.” He asked shyly as if it was the first time he ever took her one of his shows to watch him to wrestle.
“Of course! I’d love to watch you beat some ass.” She smiled punching at his chest playfully.
“Good cause Jimmy been asking about you “where koko?”josh mimicked his twin brother Jonathan earring a small laugh from Dakota.
“Aww my good ol’ friend can’t wait to see him tomorrow.”
“Plus tomorrow is raw XXX tomorrow you know it’s gon be lit.” Smiles thinking about what was in store tomorrow for the fans which included the bloodline with Sami Zayn.
“Oh tell your little girlfriend stop messaging me I’ll hate to beat a bitch.” Dakota scolded Josh rolling her eyes.
Who?
“You know who”
As jey stood there in thought as if he was dumb he then realized who she was talking about “oh Chanel?” He said still acting clueless.
“Who the fuck else Joshua!” She raised her voice slightly removing his arms from around her.
Chanel was an old mistress of Jeys and he broke things off with her two months in but she couldn’t take him leaving her due to the contract ending so she stalked him and was a bitch to every new woman he used for sex and entertainment which was Dakota. It all started in September when Josh and Dakota where out at a restaurant having a few drinks and dinner when Chanel popped up on the two “Oh so this why you’ve been ignoring for this new bitch?!” Channel shouted in the restaurant cashing a scene.
Which escalated in her and Dakota having a back and forth because in all Dakota wasn’t fighting over no man especially not jey no matter how charming he was she wasn’t but the disrespect she took from Chanel wasn’t going to keep happening.
“Look I told you she ain’t my girl and plus ima handle it.” Jey reassured Dakota waving her off.
“You better because I’ll hate to gut a bitch eyes out. Keep fucking with m— What I say?” He cut her off glaring at her with dominance.
“Okay I heard you.” She pouted “but you better handle it cause I don’t have time.” She sighed wrapping her arms around her chest.
Pulling her into an embrace he wrapped his arms around her body rubbing up and down her sides soft and smoothly. “I said I got Dakota don’t worry okay?”
“Okay.”
For a while there was some silence the only thing that could be heard was the music being played from her speaker that was a till she broke the silence with a question “can I ask you something?”
“Yeah , go ahead.”
Dakota started to think back on what Jasmine said was she in love with Josh? Was he in love with her? The question lingered in her mind so much she needed to to know. Even with them not supposed to falling eachother because of the agreement of no strings attached she couldn’t help but fall for him.
“Do your ever….think maybe we could be a couple?” She questioned with pleading eyes but also wanting honesty with anything he threw at her.
Jey thought long and hard for a min before giving her an answer “Honestly no, I mean you’re a gorgeous and talented woman but Dakota we both know this isn’t what we agreed to no strings attached and after a divorce I went through a year ago I ain’t ready for another relationship.”
“You’re just another one of my clients.”
Everything hit her deep in the heart like someone stabbed after hearing those words everything shattered for her. What was she thinking? She didn’t know she even thought he would ever slow down things for her just because he had sex with her but she had hoped
Maybe she wasn’t in love.
To be continued.
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Request: can you do a caitlin fic where the reader is mad at her and caitlin tries to make it up to her and the reader forgives her and it's really cute?
(I actually was working on a story like this so this is perfect omg!! Tysm for the request! ❤️❤️)
Apologies
Caitlin Clark x reader
Summary: Request above!!
Warnings: None, fluff and a little angst!
No spell check again sorry if messy 🥲🥲❤️
౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚
You knew since it was the off season caitlin would be busy, with all her fancy nike ads and pointless interviews.
But never would you think she would be this busy.
It was a cold fall evening when you and caitlin had decided to have a movie night together after she got back from a photo shoot.
It was the first time just the two of you were able to hangout one on one for almost a month, So to you it was important that it actually happens.
You loved cait but the repeating instance of her missing out on special things and planned dates was not pleasing you.
It was around 3:00 when you decided to start laying out snacks and cozying up your small apartment living room, placing down you and Caitlin’s favorite snacks on the coffee table.
It was getting close to 4:00 when caitlin should be home so you got a set of pajamas on and waited for her on the couch scrolling through instagram.
30 minutes had passed and the time hit 4:15 with no sign of caitlin, checking her location, it was set at the same studio she was at for the shoot.
A pulse of anger and sadness grew throughout your body, yet you still held onto a little hope knowing the studio wasn’t too far. Maybe she was just packing up now? Or maybe they had to re shoot something?
Yet 2 hours went by and there was no trace of caitlin nor any signs of her going home.
Disappointed you cleaned up the blankets spread across the couch letting a small tear fall onto the blanket you were folding up.
Just then the door to your apartment opened and in walked caitlin, the same backpack and clothes she wore earlier still on her.
“Y/N i know what your going to say and im sorry i just-“ she said
You cut her off before she could say anything else. “You just what?!” You said before going on.
“Im sick of this caitlin, you never show up anymore i don’t get it.” You said fighting back tears as you turned to face her.
“I do..i do show up its just.” She paused “i have a busy schedule you get that Y/N. You out of all people should understand” she stepped closer to you guilt playing on her face.
“Name one time you have shown up for me in the past month caitlin”
She stopped unable to answer.
“Exactly, I do everything for you I plan our dates, i come to all your boring ass games, and i put in time for you.” Tears now filled your face unable to hold any back now.
She stood there speechless guilt overpowering her anger.
“Im sick of your excuses. you know i just want to be loved sometimes and you cant even do that for me. Im done caitlin. ” You said before walking off into the bathroom to calm yourself.
Caitlin stood there ashamed and stunned. Sitting on the couch for a moment to collect her thoughts before she saw one of the bowls you hadn’t cleaned up from her late appearance.
Just then she had an idea, she grabbed a few left over bowls setting them on the table and rummaged through the cabinets finding some snacks pouring them into each bowl.
Next she looked through the fridge for spare cookie dough you had made for her from a week or so prior taking it out of the fridge and placing it onto a cookie sheet.
She pre heated the oven and poured you both a glass of wine and took her heating blanket from your guys room and placed it on the couch plugging it in and putting some blankets and pillows on top.
Once the oven was heated she popped the cookies in and placed all the snacks onto the table with the two glasses of wine.
Knowing like most fights you would usually take a shower and do self care after to decompress she knew she had time.
She decided to splurge and run out to the jewelry store across your apartment complex and get the pair of earrings you wanted that she put on hold for you so she could buy them for you.
By the time she got home the cookies were done and she set the earrings in a gift bag drawing your name on it with a heart, next to it were the words “I’m so sorry, i love you”
She heard the shower stop and knocked on the door leaning on it slightly. “Y/N im so sorry, you were right.. I do need to spend more time with you so will you please watch a movie with me.”
She waited for a second now standing right in front of the door before you opened it and walked out in your pajamas.
“Fine. And Im sorry for calling your games boring i promise you they’re not.” She smiled at you leading you to the living room.
You saw the living room adorned with blankets, wine, and snacks placed on the coffee table, but most importantly the gift bag sat right next to the cookies.
“Caitlin what is this?” You said walking over with her to the couch picking up the gift bag.
“Open it” she said sitting down on the couch.
You opened the bag and saw a velvet case opening it softly and saw a pair of ruby red earrings with an engravement on the gold side that had c + y/i on it.
“Caitlin you know you didn’t have to!” You said smiling at her as you went to hug her sitting on the couch.
“I wanted to treat my girl as a sorry for being so careless.” She said running her hand through your wet hair as you laid your head on her shoulder.
“Well movie time?” She said and you nodded as she turned on a movie.
You waited for a moment before saying “You know i love you cait.” Looking up at her.
“I love you to Y/N more than anything.” She said looking down at you and then placing a kiss on your forehead.
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