#hii bb

[omitea]

I want to do things to ur theme. Like kiss it, make out with it, etc.

this was an old ask when i was inactive but WOAHHH (me w urs)

[collaredsoldat]

Will there be later on a fic of Wintersoldierxreader? When he gets a bit more stable and starts to form a more human relationship with y/n?

Will he slowly transition back into who he used to be?

I get a lot of dms and asks about more romantic fics with WS, and I am not sure if I will go that far. I'm on the fence.

Bucky endured extreme conditions for 70 years and that kind of psychological dehumanization lasts for a lifetime. He does slowly get better in the films yes, but not completely, and my fics will be no different. Especially since this blog focuses on his WS era only. I haven't really explored the intimate trauma end of it a whole lot and I want to, but haven't gotten that far.

Since the nature of this side blog is mostly for hurt/comfort, and taking into consideration the hcs about WS I have, intimacy is highly unlikely, for this series at least. Aside from it, I will write more 'x reader' types of fics yes.

I'm not sure how far my series will go.

He won't go back to normal, no. He never will. But, he is in much better care with the reader and their relationship will get to a point where he's not so afraid. The entire point of the series is to show his recovery with someone who doesn't want to use or hurt him and who genuinely does care for him. This kind of thing just takes time 🖤

[teamnick]

[g0atkeepermoved]

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“      ⸺ you could have given me a heads up. "

[usergyumoved]

i miss u 🥺🥺🥺🥺

from @tixti ✨

my love !!! apologies for disappearing but worry not, i'm back captain 🫶

[nixonhg]

" ¿estás de broma? esto no sabe a nada. " @lilcsh

" supongo que no encontraron aliños. " sabía insípido, pero ni tanto, unos puntos menos que la comida militar sellada en una bolsa, que en realidad no estaba tan mal como la pintan. pero se sentía como una cena de navidad con el hambre que le quemaba el estomago. " siento que estoy comiendo un espaguetis cocinados por un chef, si te soy honesto. " fideos con un poco de sal y aceite, increíbles. " el jugo si le echaban un poco más de agua, parecía agua con colorantes. "

[autism-corner]

wow. amazing thet theyre putting women in yaoi now!! so much better =w=bb

[cherrychapati]

cherry!!! my darling dearest just thought of you today and wanted to pop in and hope that you had a wonderful day <33333

kisses xxxxx aelia

just saw this in my inbox aelia i love u smmmm <3333 one hundred million kisses for you!!!

[autism-corner]

auggh unexpected but not unwelcome result from the quiz woww..... it is SO much the opposite of rin lol

How do people perceive you?

Post your favourite person/character anything that you're obsessed over right now and do this quiz :)

Tagging: @chaoticspeedrun @honeysleepy @varcic @blankcreator @n0vatsu @bednbunfast

[bambisplaypenn]

he sits quietly through her rant. deserving of every single word that slips past her pretty lips, and yet still uncaring for them all when the lit to her tone was so aggressive and curt. maybe if she had pouted, maybe if she had grasped his shirt like she'd done times before and proclaimed how much she really missed him, toji would find somewhere deep within him the sympathy for it. like this, it just amuses him though, an eyebrow lifting as she moves to sit the furthest away she could.

"yeah." she was supposed to sit, and be good and quiet. supposed to wait for her turn. — he holds for a good couple of minutes for her to speak once more, for her attitude to turn into something else, and when it doesn't, he stands. it takes him only one step to stand in front of her, blocking the view to the tv, leaning down so he can rest one of his hands at the side of the couch. "know i could have just chosen somewhere else to go to, mm?" tilting his head to the side, his eyes drop to her body, and then lift back to her face with a scoff, grin pulling on his lips. "know that, right? know that i can just leave? 'that what you want, little one? should i just go then? leave you to be a brat on your own?"

— toji.

[ yea, it's the same one lmao ]

“you’re in the wa-“ my breath hitches faintly, sparkling eyes catching onto yours when your sculpted body looms over my own. having you this close once again had my heart thumping loudly in my ears. the frown that tainted the delicate features of my face soften, shifting into one curiosity and yearning. plush pink lips morph into a pretty pout, “n-no. i don’t want you to leave. you’d be an idiot if you think i’d let you leave, not without a fight at least.”

you knew exactly what cards to play, what to say to have me chasing after you and hanging on. honeyed words laced with hidden intentions. yet another defeated moan escapes me, my body instinctively reaching up to wrap itself around yours. the fat of my thighs hook around your waist, slender fingers latching onto your neck and carding themselves through silky raven hair. “toji-,” i whine, “you’re an ass, you know? what is it you want front me, hm? you want me to beg? feed your ego and tell you i crave your attention? i just want an hour of your time and you can go do what you want; be it watching tv, sleeping, or clean those stupid toys of yours.”

[comet-forgot-you]

Hii girlie, I wanted to thank you for feeding us every day🙏🙏 your fics are so good and I really appreciate that you make effort to post everyday(but don't overwork yourself!). I'd also like to ask if you could write anything for Sam Carpenter?? Thank you bb, ur awesome!!💖💖

hurry

sam carpenter x reader

summary: the drummer of your brother's band is hot.

warnings: 18+ pls, smut, thigh grinding, mentions of previous events, fingering, marking, biting (just like once), almost caught but def not, i think thats all lmk if theres more. 

a/n: HEY GUYS DID U MISS ME??? enjoy this one in a million occasion of me writing for someone other than a mikey madison character😱😱 this is my first time writing for sam dont bully me im just a girl. do not repost for any reason.

your brother and his stupid band. the same one that gathered in the garage every saturday and played the same music every time. you usually never minded the music, but you were frustrated. the house was hot, the air conditioner was being worked on and the heat was really starting to get to you.

you were laid on the couch in the living room, stripped down to your sportsbra and shorts hours ago, trying your best to cool yourself down. the glass doors leading to your backyard were wide open, a small breeze flowing in. you didn't understand how they did it. how they practiced in the small, hot garage. it was much hotter in there than it was in the house, opening the garage door hardly helped cool it down.

the sound of the music stopped and a few minutes passed before the door leading to the garage opens and your brother walks out. you sit up slightly, looking over at him as he grabs his keys.

"where you goin'?" you ask, eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"to get a fan, it's hot as fuck in that garage," you brother mumbles, walking back to the garage. "why, need somethin'?" you shake your head, falling back onto the couch. the door closes and you let out a sigh of relief at the quiet house.

the sound of drums interrupt the silence and you can’t help the giddy feeling that washes over you. sam was still here, of course she was. you pull yourself off of the couch and walked towards the garage, eyes landing on her the second you opened the door.

fuck.

she was hot, you knew it, she knew it, but right now? with the way sweat coated her body, her arms on display due to the sleeveless shirt she wore? it forced a wave of heat to pulse through you. her muscles flexed with every beat of the drum, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. she looks up at you, slowly coming to a stop. she pries a headphone out, nodding up at you. "hey," she says loudly. she cringes at the volume of her voice, “sorry, what’s up?”

a smile tugs at your lips. "hey, sam. didn't want to go with my brother?" you ask, stepping into the garage. sam shakes her head, grabbing the almost empty bottle of water sat next to the bass drum.

"nah, already hot as it is, didn't want to sit shoulder to shoulder in his small ass car with all of em'." she pulls her headphone case out, taking her other headphone out before stuffing it back into her pocket. you could feels sam’s eyes on you as you move to stand next to her, head tilting slightly as you look over the drums.

"want me to teach you how to play?" she asks. you down at her, biting the inside of your lip.

"sure," you mumble, taking the sticks she offered you. you stood awkwardly next to her, waiting for her to get up, but her hands find their way around your hips, pulling you to sit down on her lap. she holds onto the backs of your hands, moving them to beat against the drums softly.

her breath is hot against your neck as she whispers instructions. you try to listen, you really do, but the way her hands hold onto you, the way you can feel her chest flush against your back, it was so fucking distracting.

sam shows you how to play a small piece before she lets go of your hands completely. you miss it almost immediately. she bounces her leg slightly in an attempt to get you to repeat the motions she had just showed you, but the feeling of her thigh pressing into your clothed cunt has you surpressing a whine. you shakily reach out to beat against the drums, repeating what sam had just showed you.

"yeah, just like that," she mumbles. she holds onto your hips, the feeling driving you insane. her leg bounces against your cunt so nicely with every beat against the bass drum. you're overwhelmed, the feeling of her pressed against you, the way she unknowingly pressed into your cunt so perfectly, it was all so much and so so fucking good.

"fuck," you let out a quiet whine as sam's leg grinds against your cunt again. you lean back against the girl, drum sticks gripped tightly in your hands, your head resting on her shoulder. sam's arms move to wrap around your waist, a fake look of worry plastered on her face.

"you okay?" she asks.

you roll your hips against her thigh. "don't act innocent, sammy," you whine. sam traces her fingers across the exposed skin of your stomach. “you know what you’re doin’," you mumble. sam smiles, finger dipping into your waistband before pulling it back to let it smack against your skin. you arch into her touch, drumsticks falling to the ground.

“can’t help it, you look so pretty.” you pry her hands from around your waist before turning in her lap. a small smile paints her lips as she looks up at you, eyes blown with lust. her hands find their place on your hips again, yours holding her shoulders for support.

seconds pass before your lips are pressed against each other, sam guiding your hips to grind down on her thigh. quiet moans fall from your lips and sam’s quick to take advantage, pushing her tongue into your mouth. your hands tangle into her hair, tugging lightly to separate the two of you.

“need y’so bad, sam,” you mumble against the skin of her jaw. sam’s grip on your hips tightens ever so slightly when you suck a deep mark in her neck.

“your brothers gonna see that,” she mumbles in, pushing her hand into your shorts. “he probably saw the last ones, too,” you groan, memories of sam’s head buried between your thighs flashing through your head.

“shut up,” you whine, pulling away from her ever so slightly. “living room, need you so bad, please?” sam lets out a quiet groan, nodding her head. you smile, taking her hand into yours as you pull her into the cooler house.

you can barely make it to the couch, sam’s hands wandering all over your body. you push the brunette onto the couch, straddling her lap almost immediately. sam’s lips trails up and down your neck, pausing every once in a while to suck marks into your skin. she pushes a hand into your shorts and you quick to grind down against it, needy moans falling from your lips.

sam rubs your clothed clit, “just fuck me already, sammy, need it.” sam pulls your underwear to the side, swiping a finger through your soaked folds.

“fuck,” she groans. her hand holding your hip moving to wrap around your waist. “so wet, all for me?” you nod frantically, needy moans falling from your lips when sam prods your entrance with her fingers.

“yeah, all for you, promise. js’,” you pause for a moment, bucking your hips into her hand, “please.”

sam sinks two fingers into your cunt, curling them slowly, before pulling out completely, spreading your wetness to your clit. you let out quiet whimpers at the stimulation, her fingers gently teasing your pulsing clit. you call her name in a quiet whisper. its a plead you can’t help but let out. her actions send waves of heat surging throughout your body.

“hmm?” she hums against the skin of your neck, pulling you impossibly closer to her as her fingers sink back into your cunt. she’s gentle despite the aggression she took out on her drums mere minutes before.

she thrusts her fingers into you rhythmically, curling them to hit the spot that has you biting your lip to suppress the noises that threaten to slip out. sam’s free hand moves to cradle your haw, thumb tugging at your lip. she tsks, “none of that, you wanted me, let me hear you.” the demanding tone in her voice draws a whine from you. sam’s thumb grazes your clit and your hips jerk at the feeling.

its not long before you’re teetering on the edge of your orgasm, sam’s thumb rubbing tight circles around your clit, finger’s pumping in and out of your dripping cunt so deliciously. the sound of your brother’s car has you whining against her neck, “better hurry up before they come in. wouldn’t want them seein’, hmm?” you let out a loud moan, biting her shoulder in an attempt to keep yourself quiet. sam lets out a hiss at the feeling. “unless thats what you wanted. wanted em’ to see you all slutted out for me.”

“no! no, please, fuck, no don’t want em’,” your sentence is cut off when sam’s fingers curl into you.

“come on then, cum for me,” she mumbles. your orgasm hits you seconds later, loud moans muffled in her neck. same pulls out of you, bring her fingers up to her mouth and licking them clean. the motion has you stifling a moan that threatens to escape. the sound of the large garage door opening has you pushing yourself off of sam’s lap, still struggling to catch your breath.

“go,” you mumble, cheeks warm from your previous activities. sam doesn’t move, her lips twitched up into a teasing smirk.

“why? don’t want em’ to see how much of a slut you are for me?” you roll your eyes, heat building in your core.

“shut up, sam. go.” sam smiles, pushing herself off of the couch.

“same time next week?” she jokes, walking back to the garage. you roll your eyes at her, a soft smile etching its way onto your lips.

“idiot,” you mumble beneath your breath.

reblogs much appreciated :D

[abeckham]

' bueno, sí me pasa, pero tiene que ser bastantes copas para que llegue a esos niveles. ' contesta con tono jocoso, muy pocas veces en su vida era que el alcohol en su interior le había dado la confianza suficiente de hacer algo así en público, no era muy confiado. soltó una risa mientras que negó con la cabeza. ' estamos de vacaciones, lastimosamente nos sacaron para evitar que practiquemos eso... anda, elige uno, vamos a intentar. '

‎ ‘ ¿Bailar? Tengo que llevar algunas copas de más para hacer eso en frente de alguien. ’ — comentó, esbozando una pequeña sonrisa. La verdad es que la pintura tampoco era su fuerte; ni siquiera sabía cómo había llegado a parar a ese sitio, ella solo quería ir al puesto de comida. ‘ ¿No hay algo como el tiro con arco en el que una chica pueda destacar? ’

[yongvillage]

hi slaterrr <3 i love ur works, ur talented bb, i had a thought or two about dejun if ur interested

xiaojun who’s a loser and keeps to himself mostly, nerdy nd gets picked on, but jerks off to your pics when he’s alone, stealing ur sweatshirt that u left in class and stroking himself in his room to the scent of u… stuff like that :3 i just know he’ll be giddy when he gets his hands on u too

(ps, do u do emoji anons? if so, could i be 🩰 anon? if not, that’s perfectly fine too xx)

AHHH hii anon, im so happy u like my works this ask means sm to me tyyyy 🥲💘

also i have been thinking abt doing emoji anons so congrats !!! ur the first one hehe 🩰

this one turned out a little longer than usual but i js had too much fun with this ask LOL i love loser dejun

ⓘ nerd!xiaojun, perversion, mating press, unprotected sex

you'd always see loser!xiaojun near your locker, peeking over his textbooks as he would frantically push his glasses up and look away nervously when you walked by.

he wasn't the loud or outgoing type, instead, he liked to watch from a distance. he'd savor the moment, admiring how effortlessly beautiful you were before the inevitable happened. before the same group of jocks would come by and knock his belongings out of his hands, yelling out ludicrous and malicious insults as they walked away. you'd always turn your back before you saw, though, paying him no mind as he scrambled to pick up his countless books.

thankfully, you only had one class with him, grateful that you didn't have to spend too much time around that creep. you'd heard rumors, about how he supposedly stalked girls around school and spied through their windows. they sounded a little foolish, but it was better to be safe than sorry, so you kept your distance.

as class finished up, you quickly packed all your things in your backpack, getting out of your seat, and you were in such a rush you forgot your sweatshirt. it sat idly on your desk, and xiaojun almost jumped out of excitement as he saw you exit the room for good, eyeing you, and then the sweatshirt.

he stalled for a bit, taking extra long to pack up his own things as he waited for everyone to pour out. once he felt the coast was clear, he snatched the sweatshirt, the scent of you already making him slightly delirious. he tripped on his own feet as he hastily ran out of the classroom, eager to go home.

he'd waste no time, shutting his bedroom door as he sat at his desk, pulling his pants down all the way to his ankles. his dick was flushed and leaking copious amounts of precum, and xiaojun wondered what you'd say, or what you'd do, if you were here. he pictured you watching him stroke his hard cock as he pressed your sweatshirt tightly against his nose, greedily inhaling the smell of your perfume, bodywash, and everything else your assumedly smoothe and supple skin had to offer his senses.

xiaojun swore he'd came in less than 30 seconds, the quickest he'd ever finished. but he didn't stop there, he didn't stop for the next three hours until his unknowing mother called him down for dinner.

-

it wasn't until two weeks later in the library when your friends dared you to talk to him, proclaiming that he'd "probably piss his pants the minute you came in a 6 feet radius of him." you laughed, shrugging their comments off as you casually walked up to him. his head was buried in a textbook, his hand hurriedly scratching down notes.

"hey."

xiaojun didn't hear you, seemingly too focused on his studying. you tapped him on the shoulder twice.

"hello?"

his head shot up, and his face turned red and sweaty in an instant as he became frenzied, his hands scattering across the table as he began shutting books and putting stuff away in his backpack. he stood up, clasping his hands in front of his crotch.

"h-hi," he pushed up his glasses, yet his eyes never once met yours. you almost felt bad, ignoring your friend's giggling behind you.

suddenly an idea came over you, smirking as you spoke, "would you wanna come over to my place tonight?"

xiaojun's wide eyes finally looked up at your face, before quickly looking back down again.

"f-for what? um, if you'd like homework answers i-i could just message them to you."

you chuckled, "no, i meant, like, have sex."

xiaojun chokes, going into a full blown cough attack. you stared patiently as his coughs died down and he looked back at you, droplets of sweat beginning to form on his temples and neck.

"w-what?"

"i mean, unless you don't want to, that's totally fine too," you tested, bititng back a smile as you watched how xiaojun's eyes grew even wider.

"no!" he yelled suddenly, a few other people in the library whipping their heads around to shush the two of you.

"so, i guess that's a yes?" you asked coyly

xiaojun nodded frantically, "y-yeah, i would like to have, um..."

"it's okay, you can say it."

"s-sex. i would like to have sex with you."

you gave him a proud smile, winking once before whispering in his ear, "i'll meet you outside the library after school. you can walk me to your house."

-

the walk to xiaojun’s house was amusing for you, and painful for xiaojun. you had told him to lead the way, and it was relatively silent, with xiaojun periodically lifting his eyes to look at you and seeing that you were already looking at him, thriving off of his shyness. he held his textbooks tightly over his crotch, hiding how hard he was.

a million scenarios played out in his head of what he would do to you once you two arrived, but when the time actually came, he just stood there. xiaojun had never felt like such a stranger in his own room.

you plopped onto the edge of his bed, eyeing him with your legs crossed as you leaned back on your hands.

as soon as you gave him permission to touch you though, it was like letting a dog out of it’s cage. xiaojun quickly got started on undoing his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

you suppressed a moan at the sight, bringing a hand down to rub at your clothed clit.

“fuck, just let me finger myself first, need to get myself stretched out for you,” you spoke in a sultry tone, sliding your shorts down your legs and spreading your legs open as he resumed to touch yourself.

xiaojun watched in awe, and you stared curiously as he hadn’t seemed to touch himself, not even once.

you giggled airily, “it’s okay, you can touch yourself.”

xiaojun shook his head quickly, “c-can’t.”

you looked up at him, your middle and index finger inching towards your wet hole as you started fingering yourself slowly.

“ah, and why’s that?” you moaned through your words, your fingers picking up the pace.

“i-i’ll cum too quick,” xiaojun gritted out, his hands balling up at his sides. you laughed at his self restraint, being quickly interrupted by a moan as you tipped your head back when your fingers curled inside you.

“mm, s-so well behaved,” you panted, peeking at xiaojun. your words and actions clearly took a toll on him, his red and sweaty face bringing you near your orgasm.

it only took a few more seconds before you came. your hips spasmed and legs trembled as you gave your clit one last, soothing rub, before reaching up to tug on xiaojun’s cock.

he grunts, his hands hesitantly resting on your knees as you did all the work, aligning his leaky tip to your entrance. xiaojun lost all self control in that moment, just the simple touch of your hot hole causing his hips to slam forward, knocking the wind out of you.

“shit,” he whispers out, almost strangled as he stared down at where the two of you met.

“m-move, xiaojun, please,” you panted out, hands coming to grip onto the back of your knees.

your words set off like a trigger to a gun in xiaojun’s mind, his hands suddenly slapping yours away and putting you into a mating press, his hips snapping into you at a brutal pace.

you looked up at xiaojun’s face, beads of sweat traveling down his cheeks and sideburns. the both of you were breatheless, hyperventilating at xiaojun’s newfound, animalistic thrusts.

“fuck, s-slow.. slow down, ah!” you moaned, your nails ripping at xiaojun’s navy sheets. his dick poked you in all the right places, and his crushing weight left you choking on your moans.

it looked like xiaojun wanted to say something, but all that came out was incoherent murmurs of curses and proclamations of how good you felt. his glasses fogged up and began sliding down his face, one of his hands coming off of the back of your knee to quickly slide them back up to the top of his nose bridge.

“you think about this? think about fucking me like this?” you managed to choke out, a lazy smile plastered on your face as you brought your hands up to xiaojun’s shoulders, nails raking up and down his back.

“fuck, s-so much,” he panted, mouth hanging open as his hips crashed onto the back of your thighs, hands grasping and kneading the plush of them, “y-you don’ even know…”

you whimpered at xiaojun’s words, your stomach beginning to twist and turn as your moans got especially loud, signaling that you were close.

xiaojun’s stutters and spurs, the only words you were able to make out being cum. you hummed contentedly.

“please let me cum in you, p-please, need to, need to cum i-inside,” he rambled unintelligibly, his thrusts growing sloppy and untimed.

you nodded wordlessly, too weak and spent to give him a spoken answer. you were on birth control anyway, and the thought of xiaojun pulling out now made you unsatisfied.

suddenly, all at once, both you and xiaojun cum at the same time. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching off of the bed as your limbs trembled. pants and moans echoed throughout his room, and you whined at the sticky, hot cum flooding your cunt. but before you had any time to recover, xiaojun turns you over on your stomach, his ruthless pace picking back up, giving you no time to even breathe.

a black, stained sweater at the front of xiaojun’s bed catches your eye, and you can’t shake off the feeling of how familiar it looked.

@yongvillage | ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[internetsdoll]

A SOFT LAUNCE STORY!

warnings: first time writer, probably spelling mistakes. face claims: just random girls I found on Pinterest

summary: famous singer songwriter y/n l/n announced her relationship with none other than Jude Bellingham

y/nthegoatt added to their story

caption: tmr 😉

y/nsleftsock replied to your story: STOP RIGHT NOW NO WAY

y/nswifeyreplied to your story: WHAAAATTTTTT?!?

y/nthegoatt

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caption: guess ft @ billieeilish out now, enjoy.

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fan1: SHUT UP NO WAY

fan2: chat who’s hand is that in the second pic ?!

Fan3: Probs Billie’s

fan4: not Billie’s , she had a whole different outfit plus the hand looks more masculine than Billie’s

fan5: jaw is on the FLOOR

billieeilish: love u so much

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y/nthegoatt: stopp I love u! I’m so happy I got to work with you

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madisonbeer: obsessedddd

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caption: date night

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fan1: dude what.

fan2: we lost him

fan3: STOP IM SOBBING

fan4: fan de su relación

HELP

fan6: anyone else notice how in the second pic it’s the exact same heels that y/n had on in that one pic promoting ‘guess’

fan7: stop waitt

fan8: and hes wearing a suit just like in the pic from y/n omgggg

fan9: yall reaching

Y/nthegoatt

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caption: tired of hiding it. I love you @ judebellingham 🫶 thank you for being my rock through everything. Happy one year

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judebellingham: I love you, happy one year to my beautiful girlfriend

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y/nthegoatt: ❤️❤️

Fan1: DUDE WTF ONE WHOLE YEAR?

fan2: HELLO?

yourbsf: can we hang out soon ur loser bf keeps stealing u away from me

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y/nthegoatt: sorry bb we will hang out soon I promise

judebellingham: how dare you not defend your wonderful boyfriend

yourbsf: shut up

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jobebellingham: Jude is giggling and kicking his feet right now

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judebellingham: am not

jobebellingham: are too

Hii sorry if this is bad it’s literally my first time uploading to tumblr and i literally am just figuring things out. anyways thx and byeee

[xoluvx]

Hii,I love ur writing sm also young Miko!fluff??like reader and Miko get into an argument but they make up,ty<33

thank u bb 🥹 i hope you enjoy this!!

“come lay down,” she tapped the bed watching you stand by the bathroom door, arms crossed, lips pouting. she had her arm behind her head watching you. she never once took her gaze off you.

“i’m angry,” you replied furrowing your brows.

“you know i didn’t mean it,” she raised her voice but only a little and that only ignited your anger. you turned facing the bathroom, leaning on the door frame.

“what? you’re going to sleep in the bathroom?” you heard her chuckle at her own question thinking she was a so clever.

“ven,” she tapped the bed again and you sighed heavily. she was right. you weren’t going to sleep in the bathroom, but you could sleep on the couch.

when you turned she’d pulled the sheets down revealing the little white tank she was wearing to bed and her belly peeking through. biting the inside of your lip, your feet guided you to the mattress. you’d stay on the edge.

sliding in you turned your back to her, hand digging under your pillow making yourself as small as possible.

but when you felt her hand on your thigh you just melted and when you heard her voice in your ear you caved.

“perdóname, amor.” ugh those stupid little words made you feel all mushy. her hand slipped around your waist pulling you towards the middle of the bed and closer to her, molding against her figure. she nuzzled her face in your shoulder, lips finding your jaw.

“please,” she whispered and you felt the words melt into your skin when she kissed down your neck, her grip tight around your body.

she was irresistible and you were weak and you’d talk about it tomorrow but right now you were loving being held and cuddled and kissed and loved.

[lilavh]

' lástima. tal vez hubieras sido el entretenimiento de la noche ' bromea también. observa acciones adversas, sin pasar desapercibidas las polaroids que el chico sostiene en sus manos. ' ¿de quienes tienes? capaz y podríamos hacer un intercambio ' se cruza de brazos, en su diestra aún sosteniendo bebida. ' fatal. creo no es mi noche ' y es que hasta ahora no ha conseguido ni una. ' ¿has conseguido alguna? '.

aviso llama su atención y hace que de unos pasitos hacia adelante, lejos del fuego. " me salvaste de terminar con el trasero rostisado " bromea, para luego sacar las polaroids de su bolsillo de atrás. " y quedarme sin juego " que le está resultando entretenido. " ¿tú como vas? "