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uselesssomebody · 2 years ago

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𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕞𝕟 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖 - joel miller x reader

complete masterlist | joel miller masterlist

words || 𝟟.𝟝𝕜

summary || in which the reader's smile is a sight in the q.z.

a/n || i love him, your honor ➵ i'm watching the mandalorian so expect some fics on that soon! ➵ set before the show, so possibly canon divergent? no real main characters except the millers are a part of this ➵ i'm 90% sure i didn't accidentally spoil the show or game in this, except that ! news flash ! joel has a brother ig? ➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff/angst ➵ show-typical violence and graphic descriptions of blood and wounds

she hurt again. she always does, be it the dull ache of her shoulders, the burn of her calves or biceps, or her stomach - excruciatingly, about one week out of the month. this time, it was a headache, the damn thing feeling as though her head would split open if she didn’t do anything about it in the next few moments.

luckily, some superior being out there heard her silenced, wailing pleas, as she lifted her eyes to a figure approaching her. his hand was outstretched, and she was so glad to see her relief in his hands that she clutched it desperately, pulling it out of his grip.

“hello to you too.” he mumbled, a large smile quirked on his chapped lips. well, as large of one as you can have in this godforsaken q.z., anyways. he watched as she swallowed the painkiller immediately, not even bothering to grab the small bottle of water in her bag. had any other person taken the pills he’d so delicately procured without promise of goods on their own side, he’d probably have shot them.

but he knew her. and he knew she wouldn’t.

he leaned slightly against the crumbling brick wall shielding this particular back alley, taking note of the way her previously tensed features softened, until the furrow of her brow and clench of her jaw was replaced with a smile instead.

this one, though, was actually large - for even pre-pandemic standards. she was like that a lot - smiling, happy, excited. positive. it was a hard thing to come by nowadays.

“thanks, tommy.” she sighed, reaching into her bag quickly to return the favor. the box that came out was a bit greasy and moist, and the smell of good food hit tommy miller’s nose almost intrusively, not used to the smell after the past week of food that could be bought with ration cards. the q.z. may have provided sustenance, but flavor seemed the be considered just as bad as the fucking zombies in here.

in similar fashion, he takes it out of her hand, finding different, small seasoning and sauce packets, as well as a plastic wrapped container of chicken. he shut the box quickly, as if worried the meat would come alive and fly away, and she smiled at the hastiness of the action. her painkillers had been quickly packed away into her inner jacket pocket, and she’s quick to survey the surrounding.

“so, i’ll see you week after?” she nodded, as tommy began leaving.

“next sunday, noon!” he saluted at her, and she rolled his eyes.

joel had forgotten about the idea of good food until about two months ago - when his brother had returned with an odd smelling container. he wondered what on earth he’d been up to, not even letting tommy explain before he started unpacking it. the meat inside looked a little foreign, the grilled crust on it something he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“tommy, what the-”

“it’s good, ain’t it?” he had an excitable pep in his step, and joel raised an eyebrow.

“how’d - how’d ya even get this?”

“one of the smugglers - she brings in food from her trips.”

“where does she get it from?” tommy looked at him as though he was crazy.

“why the hell would she tell me, joel? what’s it matter, anyway, we got great food now!” joel - the older brother than he is - felt perturbed by tommy’s careless attitude, but shrugged it off.

“what’d you pay for it then? how many ration cards?” tommy waved him off.

“a bag of pills - painkillers. said she’d give me a box every two weeks for a bag of them.” joel shook his head, still apprehensive.

“painkillers are hard to come by, tommy, is it really worth it?” tommy didn’t respond.

it was, in fact, absolutely worth it. the brothers practically licked their plates clean that night, the taste of the still juicy chicken invading their senses after the past 7 months of mostly sloppy, shitty soups and broths.

she became a staple of their rounds, with tommy always making time to get painkillers for her, and to meet her. both brothers knew it was stupid to ‘pretend to enjoy the finer things in life’, as joel so cynically put it, but that didn’t stop their appreciation for the food.

as for her, those few months had been the first time she’d had steady supply to something to ease her pain.

truly, she didn’t know how she’d carried on so far in this pandemic, considering she used to be a school teacher before all of this. the most she’d had to deal with back then was maybe a rowdy kid or two - or worse, a rowdy parent. not zombies - or infected, whatever. not terrorists, vigilantes, raiders, the fucking feds. she was even more shocked that she’d adopted a lifestyle of smuggling, as opposed to being another menial laborer. hell, she’d been anti-gun before all of this, and now she’d go through fifteen magazines a week - on good weeks.

luckily, she was a good shot, or she supposed she’d be spending a lot less on painkillers, and a lot more on bullets. she attributed it all to the first person to pay attention to her in the q.z.

she was a bit older, the woman - maybe mid 40s at the time - but she was incredibly fit, lithe and agile. they were put on odd jobs by FEDRA all the time, and it took about four jobs before she - beth - realized they were always paired together. she’ll always remember the first thing she told her:

“you’d think they’d get a better bunch than us to do this shit.” she had gestured to the group, full of mostly the malnourished, young, and old. there were considerable overlaps in those groups, if you can imagine.

sure, that first sentence wasn’t indicative of what would have become a budding friendship, but beth was quick to take her under her wing. then, when the older woman made the switch to smuggling goods, she figured that her young friend would do good in joining her.

“i don’t know, beth, what if the feds find out?” her arms were crossed over her chest as she paced up and down beth’s tiny apartment.

“you’ve got me! c’mon, when have things ever gone wrong with me.” she could name a few, but she pursed her lips to stop herself.

“what would we even get?” beth’s eyes lit up at her slow succumbing.

“that’s just it! i have an old, old friend who’s got a farm maybe 20 miles from here. he’s got these big fences to keep out the infected, but he grows fresh fruit and - meat! can you believe it! he’s got cows and chickens, and-” she stopped herself from delving too far into her master plan, “if we smuggle in food, we can get extra ration cards, extra supplies, and maybe even trade for other things!”

the idea excited her, and she couldn’t hide it, with beth immediately picking up on the released tension in her step, and in the way her arms crossed.

“but how would i survive out there? i can’t even shoot a gun.” beth’s smile widened.

“that’s the best part, hun. i’ll teach you.”

and teach her, she did. by the time they started making the serious, 20 km hike to beth’s friend’s farm, she was more than comfortable with a firearm, using it to save their lives on more than one occasion.

the trips had become muscle memory to her. they’d travel to the farm, trade ammo for food, and then come back, and trade the food for ration cards, for cigarettes for beth, and for the occasional bottle of whiskey.

it had become such muscle memory, that they both made the journey themselves occasionally. she’d been particularly busy one week trying to wrap up a larger deal with a group of fireflies - or at least, what they used to be - for decent first aid supplies. beth had urged her to carry on, and reassured her than she’d be back within 2 days with more food.

she waited two days. then she waited two more. then she got worried.

it was risky, she knew, but she had to figure what had happened.

she’d taken the same route they always took, except something had changed. one of the buildings in which they constantly stashed goods - usually empty - was now littered with metal cartridges, blood splattered across the grimy walls. her eyes widened, confused at the scene, and so fixated in figuring it out that she nearly tripped over something.

not something, someone.

she lets out a soft gasp at the corpse, the hole in his head indicative of his fate. she looked at the bag next to him, a quick confirming her fear - raiders. she rushed into the building, seeing their hiding places all ransacked - the slot in the bookshelf, the one under the table, the one behind a painting. her eyes saw a trail of blood, and, following it, she saw beth’s glassy eyes looking back at her.

a sob broke from her before she could realize - as, though she’d hoped for anything, anything else, she knew what the fate of her good friend had been. beth’s abdomen had been scarred, her jacket flipped out as though someone had scoured her pockets. the blood on her shirt had become flaky and a deep brown, having oxidized in the past few days.

she fell beside her, wanting to grab her hands, but recoiling at the stiffness of them, at how cold they were. her hot tears felt like a sharp contrast, and it only repeated the same juxtaposition in her mind: she was alive, and beth was dead.

she’d made the trip herself that day.

and every day after that.

she didn’t speak to anyone for a few weeks. her deals occurred over the span of a minute, maximum, and she didn’t greet the teenagers that lived across from her anymore, or the elderly man who would give her her ration cards for the days work. she went back a few days later to revisit her.

she had flowers - as many wildflowers as she could find on the way, and she placed them beside her as she shut her eyes, wincing again at the cold of her skin. it had begun to smell horrible in there, with the place becoming infested with scavengers.

she knew how much beth loved nature - hell, it was half of the reason she wanted to do these runs - so she - with all the strength she could muster, brought her about a hundred meters out, under the largest tree in the vicinity. she was sure it was a fruit tree of some kind - apples, or pears, she couldn’t tell. she laid her down lightly, pushing the flowers into her form delicately. she rubbed her own nose, willing the restarting tears to simmer, before backing away, sitting in the soft grass and just thinking.

beth was a loving person. somehow, through every way this pandemic hardened her, she still loved. she’d point out pretty, fragrant flowers on their hikes, she’d dream up elaborate meals and outfits, she’d always walk with a small pep in her step. sure, she was ornery when she needed to be, but she didn’t see too much of that. she saw the way beth would laugh, would smile, and would sing. she was terrible at it, but it never stopped her.

above all, beth loved her laugh. she loved the way her face lit up at a dumb joke, or outlandish comment. at the snarky comments beth would make to her friend, or the satirical ones about FEDRA and other smugglers.

she supposed that that day had been some form of closure for her. and she thought she’d do the little she could in beth’s memor: smile.

she was hard to miss in the q.z. it didn’t help that she was always waving at tommy, a quick greeting of hello - though, one not exactly common anymore. no, the problem was that damn smile. a smile never hurt anyone, except, of course, resident cynic joel miller. it always made him feel off, somehow, unable to feel comfortable with the notion of this bright thing in this desolated town of despair.

worse, though, was that he knew it wasn’t fake. he wondered how in hell she could be enjoying seemingly everything. he always let tommy handle that trade, though he did appreciate the goods. a packet of painkillers had initially seemed a steep price for chicken, but he was quick to realize which one they came by more often.

tommy would always chastise him for his sour face. his brother was always the more carefree one, more relaxed. the perks of a younger sibling, joel was sure, but he never mentioned it much. tommy’d always smile back at her; in fact, since her, he seemed to be smiling a lot more.

it made joel roll his eyes, the both of them acting like everything was fucking peachy.

that week, tommy’d been pulled away for a deal gone awry - some guy had sold their supply before being able to pay them back for it. he had some vendetta against joel, so the only way they could salvage the situation was through his more socially able brother. he was clear when he’d left:

“noon, joel. back alley two blocks from the soup kitchen, alright?” joel had nodded, only slightly, as he enjoyed a late lie-in - for the first time in about three weeks.

though he wasn’t particularly keen, he got up at about 11:45, rinsing his face to wipe the remnants of sleep from his eyes, before leaving the place. it was only a few blocks away, so he walked casually, taking a moment to peer into the soup kitchen to see if they were serving anything a step above edible. ah, who am i kidding? he thought, reminding himself of the lovely chicken he was about to pick up.

what joel wasn’t aware of was how precarious this area was, as a FEDRA thug would be stationed to glance over the back alleys about every 15 minutes to see if there was anyone trying to steal food from the soup kitchen. thus, there was only about a 5 minute gap where there were no guards. she knew it, and she knew that tommy knew it, so she wondered where he was, knowing if he delayed too much longer their window would be lost.

she tapped her foot impatiently on the floor, rolling her shoulders to just lightly relieve their pain. when she finally hear footsteps approaching, she breathed out a sigh, reaching quickly for her bag to shorten the time of the exchange.

“jesus, tom, what’re you doing? you know we can’t-” she was fumbling with the zipper of her bag, only realizing that it was in fact, not tommy when she looked up. her eyes widened for a moment, before she seemed to recognize him, her stance dropping a little from their tensed state, “j-joel? right?” he nods, silently, arms crossed, “do you have them?” he shrugged.

“let’s see what you have, first.” she paused for a moment, before realizing that he simply didn’t trust her.

“are you serious, man? look, we don’t have time for this-” she’s cut off by the crisp sound of boots on the floor, making her realize that their time had run out, “oh - shit-” she starts fumbling to close her bag and sling it back over her shoulder, and joel seems just a bit confused. that only increases when she grabs his hands, placing them on her hips, and pulling them further against the wall.

“what the hell-” she looks up at him with such earnest that he shuts up.

“i’m sorry, just trust me.” she whispers it on his cheek, their faces only a few centimeters from each other. he sharply nods, just as she realizes that the soldier was turning the corner. she stood just a bit taller, craning her neck so that her face was parallel to his, and wrapping her arms over his shoulders.

he was pulled into her lips, the momentum causing him to dig his fingers just a bit deeper into her hips, and his mouth moving a little viciously against her own. he hadn’t done this in a long time. he was sure his actions were a little shaky, and he reminded himself of the fact that she was only doing this to make sure that the guard wouldn’t find out about worse, more nefarious dealings.

but, god, she tasted nice. he wasn’t sure where exactly she would find fresh mint to chew on, but he figured it must be from the same place she got her chicken.

his beard felt just a bit prickly against her chin, and his lips were a bit chapped, but the way he was grasping onto her hips right now made her forget all of it. she knew the act he was putting up was pretty masterful, but that didn’t stop it from feeling good. the warmth of his body had even managed to make forget about the various pains in her joints.

“hey! what the fuck is going on here?” the sharp shout of the guard made them break away, but just slightly, and she feigned an expression of scandalized shock at seemingly being caught in such a heated moment. joel ‘recovered’ faster than she did, separating from her and clearing his throat.

“nothing! nothing, man.” he held his palm up in surrender, and the guard glanced over the both of them with keen, suspicious eyes. though, upon seeing the way the back of her hair was messed up from being placed by the wall, the way his clothes had bunched up near his shoulders, and her around her hips, and that both of them seemed a bit flustered and out of breath, he stepped back, gesturing them to come out.

“do not do it again. you’re not allowed in this area, yeah?” she timidly nodded, and joel mumbled a gruff thanks, the both of them reintegrating into the busier street. she keeps her eyes fixed to her feet, hands stuffed in her pockets.

“guess i’ll just got to yours - give it to you there.” she suggested, not knowing how else she’d be able to make the exchange.

“huh? yeah, yeah - okay.” joel was still just slightly shaken up by the encounter - both at how easy it was to convince the guard of his supposed intention of simply wanting to feel the warm touch of another - and how much of it was just an act. when he glanced at her glassy eyes, his gaze ghosted over her pigmented lips, having become brighter in their color due to the intensity of their actions.

he’s happy that his apartment’s so close, as he worries what would happen if he continued to ponder on it. the door’s lock is rusted to high heaven, but he fishes out his key, unlocking the door and swinging it open. he gestured for her to go in from of him, before closing the door again.

her eyes flit over the apartment: the shoddy couch and bookshelf just adjacent of the twin bed, and the rickety dinner table closer to her. it looked a lot like hers, really, save for the large radio placed between the couch and bed, making it seem as though as it was particularly important. hey, painkillers were her way of coping with their situation; maybe music is theirs?

joel patted the front of his pocket, before reaching two fingers into it, plucking out the painkillers, and placing them on the table in front of the both of them. she looks between the bag and him once, before smiling softly, realizing that his trust for her had obviously grown since just 10 minutes ago in the alley. she reaches into her own, pulling out the familiar box and placing it in front of her, before replacing the spot in her bag that had previously held it with the bag of painkillers.

as she’d placed it down in front of her, she’d let out a short exhale, the ghost of a laugh.

“considering that exchange, you should really enjoy this chicken, miller.” a smile had continued to dance on her lips, until she’d looked up to see his rigid face: pointed stare piercing into hers, his stance as reclusive as possible, his hands crossed tightly over his chest. her face also sobered a little, averting her gaze in the slightest confusion.

“you smile a lot.” he almost mumbles it, but the accusatory undertone in the pointed statement, makes her double-take, looking up at him with furrowed brows. her mouth hangs open as she formulates a response - unsure of what really to say to that.

“i’m sorry, solemn joel miller, for smiling?” she attempts a joke, but it’s directed at him, confused at the man’s distaste for such as simple thing. he shakes his head lightly, looking away and deciding to take the box off the table to have something to do with his hands.

“that’s not what i meant.”

“no, please! tell me what you did mean.” she knew it was also stupid to get defensive so quickly, but so much of that part of her was influenced by beth, that she couldn’t help but feel a small attack on her friend’s character as well.

“just - look around us, alright? their ain’t exactly a great world out there that you’re smiling for, and the little miss sunshine thing you do - it’s boring-”

“little miss sunshine?” she had completely stilled in her place, astonished by the fucking gall, “just cause everyone doesn’t want to hate every single part of their life, you fucking cynic.” she angled her body away from him, her rage evident in every movement. she wanted to rip into him - truly - but knowing it’d do nothing more than hurt her voice, she decided against it, snatching the painkillers off of the desk, and walking back out of the door, closing - or, really slamming - it behind her.

tommy had laid into joel after another two weeks, when, after his recent meeting with her, she had made it evident that she would not be dealing through joel again.

“what the hell d’ya say to her, man? have you seen her, joel? she never gets mad at anyone and you managed to piss her off in, what, 15 minutes?” joel took the berating with a seemingly bored expression, but he’d also wondered if his crass attitude had gone too far when he last spoke to her.

it was just that damn smile.

he didn’t even know why it effected him so much, but he couldn’t help it - every time he saw that damn smile, he couldn’t think about anything else but it.

it was a distraction - and that’s why it annoyed him, he was sure. but, a part of him seemed almost scared at the effect she had on him, but that part was not something he’d be addressing anytime soon.

besides, he hadn’t really had to see it much after that, as she’d gone out of her way to not only avoid him, but to make her expression neutral should his paths crossed. and, well, though he felt like a bit of a dick, he though that would have been the end of it.

until he realized that he missed it.

they didn’t speak for the next few months. they hadn’t spoken before, either, but maybe it felt a little weirder considering they’d practically felt each up against a wall previously. though, she didn’t let the strange hiccup deter her from her work - or her smile, continuing to do so in every opportunity that she could.

her and tommy still spoke, and him - being obviously the more emotionally intelligent brother - didn’t even really bring up joel all that much in their conversation. she’d always felt a wave of memory hit her whenever she waited in that alleyway, but she never had time to dwell on it as, contrary to his brother, tommy was always on time.

she had finally returned to that state of comfort that she had felt when beth was still alive, in no part helped by her recent friendships with a neighbor or two. there was an older man in the building across from her, who was very sweet - finding a small joy by gardening, of all things. he had just the smallest pot with a sunflower growing in it, but he had cherished it like it was his baby. she had thought that it was beautiful, and though she felt that the weather always seemed a little cloudy and grey, she found a new appreciation for the sunlight that was there when she’d see the sunflower greedily soaking it up, standing proud, through the crack in her neighbor’s door.

life had been so incredibly decent, that she had forgotten it was simply a calm before a storm, just as her friendship with beth had been.

it had started in the middle of the night. one of the many smugglers in the q.z. had been infected on a run - not wanting to give himself up to his companions, and sneaking back in under the shadow of night.

that group was the first to go, and by the next day, she was woken up to the sound of blaring FEDRA alarms, jolting up so hard that she hit her shin. she paused for just the slightest of moments, trying to comprehend what was being said.

“-infected in the quarantine zone-” was all she had to hear to leap to her feet, grabbing the bag that always sat by the edge of her bed, and immediately grabbing anything and everything that she could. when she finally through her door open, she realized that she was late to the party, as all of those in her building had already deserted it.

she could barely step out of the building when she heard the heavy gunfire. considering the resources FEDRA had put into this q.z. they evidently refused to go out without a fight, and as she looked at the other side of the street, she could see a small group of them, evident by their pale faces and slightly jagged movements, mouth’s curled to create those inhumane growls. she stumbles just slightly, ducking behind her building in order to escape their view. she knew of an exit that wasn’t going to be FEDRA monitored on the other side of the q.z., but she knew that journey was dangerous at best right now.

she moved slowly, relying on small spaces between buildings and back alleys in order to move. she could hear screams - human and infected - and incessant gunfire, making her ears ring.

she was so close to getting out of here, only having to cross the large expanse between FEDRA and the infected. it was risky - and that was putting lightly, but there wasn’t really another way out of here.

she slung her bag as comfortably as she could, seeing a small blockade in the middle that she could duck under before booking it the rest of the way.

so, she ran.

and she made it to the blockade, uninjured. the bullets had whizzed around her, and she wondered if she’d make it another time. she caught her breath, and turned her head to gauge the rest of the distance.

when she did, though, she saw her neighbor - her eyes widening - as she realized that he was attempting something similar to her. time practically slowed down as she heard the exact bullet that would hit him, making him crumple to his knees.

her inhibitions practically disappear, as she forgets everything, running forward without care in order to see if she could help him. the bullet had hit his chest, and his breathing labored as she pulled him up just lightly, mumbling anything and everything she could to console him through his pain.

she couldn’t do this again - she couldn’t see someone else she cared about dead. this time, at least, she had the opportunity to help, so she would regardless of the negative consequences for herself.

then again, that is what many who don’t realize the consequences would say.

they was so close to being out of their range, but one of the stray bullet pierced her thigh as she attempted to help him his up. her knees buckle, the searing pain hitting her after a moment of just nothing, and she feels her grip on him dissolve, the both of them falling.

she keeled over him, taking off her sweater and wrapping it around her thigh, before turning to him, having to crawl slightly forward with her limp leg in order to properly look at him.

she could see it - she could see him dying, his labored breathing nothing more than a prolonging of the inevitable. nonetheless, she scrunched up the fabric in that area, desperately attempting to stop the bleeding, but it was too little, too late. he suddenly grabbed her wrist, something she felt before she saw, as the tears welling in her eyes were detrimental to her vision.

“my - my flower, did you see it?” she nods, she nods so hard that she feels her head’ll fall off.

“’f course, of course - it was so pretty - the best thing in the building.” she was rambling, hoping to remind of something happier than his current predicament. but she didn’t need to. the recognition for his hard work had been more than enough, and she felt his sighs become longer and deeper, before his stopped moving altogether.

she brought her hands to her face, desperately trying to control her tears, but they just wouldn’t stop. futilely, she crawled up against one of the buildings, knowing that she’d suffer the same fate, as when she attempted to place even the slightest pressure on her thigh, she had to muffle her screams of pain in her hand.

when she hears her name being called, she’s sure she’s misheard it, keeping her head down, and continuing to wipe her eyes.

but, she hears it more clearly, and she knows it wasn’t her imagination anymore, so she looks up, and sees joel looking down at her with the most severe look of concern he’d ever exhibited in front of her.

“jesus - what-” as he approaches her, he sees the makeshift bandage on her thigh, and the glossy tears on her face, “you got-” he can’t finish the sentence, and she nods almost a little pathetically. he gives her a quick once over, before grabbing her bag and slinging it over his larger shoulders, making it seem very small. her mouth falls open, believing he’d taken it in order to scavenge supplies off a dying body. her breathing falters at the inhumanity of the actions, before she feels his arms encapsulate her frame: one behind her back and one under her knees, “you can’t walk, can you?” the shock renders her speechless, so she opts to nod instead, and he tightens his grip on her slightly.

it’s an odd sensation, being lifted off of the ground, especially since she’d never felt it before. her thigh strained slightly against gravity, making her exhale deeply, a hiccup remaining as a remnant of her sobs, but she knew this pain was still far more bearable than her attempting to walk.

“put your arms-” she realizes that he’s still talking to her, using the minimal movement his head was now capable of to help her put her arms around his neck, taking some weight off of his forearms. she obliges, tentatively wrapping her arms over, before turning her head slightly forward and seeing the body of her dead neighbor just a few meters away.

she chokes for a moment, a mix of a gasp and a cry escaping her - and it flusters joel, making to him turn his head slightly as well, upon recognizing what she was looking at, he sighed. the heartbroken expression on her face made even him upset, and he wasn’t exactly sure how to soothe her.

“just - damn - just keep your eyes on me, okay? you don’t have to see all that.” she looks up at him, shocked by the sweetness of the comment, before nodding slightly, breathing quickly to calm her tears. he begins moving, and she sticks to his word, alternating between looking up at him, and resting her head by instead looking at the flannel he had on. when she would look at his face, she could see the tinge of worry breaking through his stoic exterior, as he attempted to keep moving despite his somewhat debilitating cargo - her. she’d wince when he’d turn too sharply, or jolt to a stop, and though she attempted to keep her winces and whimpers to a minimum, his brows would furrow each time in worry, and he would glance down at her to make sure the pain wasn’t too bad.

he’d begin shouting tommy’s name at some point, and though it took only another 5 minutes for him to rejoin his brother, it had felt like an agonizing eternity to joel. tommy stood shocked at the scene: he cared for her, but he didn’t know joel did. at least, not enough to carry her across the q.z., by any means.

“what the hell? is she-”

“shot, her thigh. we gotta get out of here - is the tunnel open?” tommy, still a bit shocked, nods, mouth hanging open, as he opened the door of the building they were standing in front of. there three of them - two, she supposed, with her in tow - made their way up to the third floor, and tommy practically kicked open one of the apartment doors. it wasn’t difficult - its previous owner had obviously left in a hurry as well. he bolts to the other side of the room, as she takes one arm off joel’s shoulder to slam the door shut behind him. a great creaking came from in front of her, and she craned her neck to see tommy moving several loose floorboards, and opening up a heavy metal hatch with a distinct, grinding pop under them. he holds it open as joel and her near it, and, when their standing in front of it, she realizes the tunnel is about 2 meters deep - maybe a little less - with a short ladder allowing easy movement.

joel worries it’s far too large a fall for her. he sets her back to her feet as gently as possible, and she immediately places as little weight on one of her legs as possible.

“here, hold her.” he takes her my her arm, resting most of her body weight on him, and helps her over to tommy, who keeps her steady with one hand as he holds the hatch open with the other. joel’s quick to scale down the ladder, before he turns his head up to look at the both of them, “you’re gonna have to jump.” her eyes widened at the idea, not believing that she’d get off the ground, much less survive the jump.

“i-what?” joel holds his hands out, and when her eyes flick up to tommy, he nods solemnly - as it was their only option.

“i’ve got ya.” she breathes deeply, squaring her shoulders, before lowering as softly as she can to her feet. as she dangles her thigh over the edge, it squeezes it, and she lets out a sharp cry that make’s both brothers wince. she uses her hands to lever her body forward, before she closes her eyes, her breath stilling.

then, she jumps, and the moment of free-fall consumes her, her body feeling as though she’s floating. and, as quickly as it occurs, it stops, when she feels joel’s arms wrap around her lower back, effectively breaking her fall before she hit the hard dirt. she uses her hands to stabilize herself when he sets her down, clutching far too tightly onto his shirt, feeling as though she was still falling. he reciprocates, sensing her obvious worry, and pulls her close to his torso, letting her ease her breathing. in a few more moments, tommy’s managed to cover up the majority of the entrance and come down. he takes her bag off joel’s shoulders.

“want me to help her?” he offers, not exactly sure how long his brother had been carrying her, but knowing that a break may have been appreciated either way.

“i’ve got her.” it’s a sharp response, and it makes tommy furrow his eyebrows, confused by the tone. he doesn’t dwell on it, though, as joel’s picked her up again, and she’s buried her face into the crook between her and his chest.

it was a long trip through the long tunnel, but, when tommy finally opened the latch on the other side, she greedily looked up at the sun for the first time that cloudy morning, so enthusiastic that when she next blinked, she could see sun spots.

it’s just a short walk from there to one of the many houses that smugglers camped in overnight on longer trips. it was a bit dingy - but at least decently clean. the last time joel had been here, smashed glass from beer bottles had littered the floor, as did some rotting food.

there was only a couch and a bed, and joel sets her down on the couch as tommy checks their inventory.

they’re ridiculously low on supplies: enough food for only one meal, and neither enough weapons, ammo or supplies in the case of an unexpected visitor.

“shit - i’ll go over to c.v.s., see if they have anything.” there was a rundown c.v.s. just a short walk from this house that had been practically stripped by the time tommy and joel had first come by it. they’d, therefore, found it to be a perfect place to stash some supplies, as many would refuse to look too far upon seeing the initial emptiness, assuming that it had been picked clean. joel doesn’t even acknowledge the sentence until he hears the door click shut.

he’s looking down at her haggard form, and, seeing that her sweater had practically soaked through in blood, he reaches for their first aid.

at least the blood was a bit old, the pressure on the wound stopping the majority of the bleeding. joel grabs the crude tweezers, stretching them so that they could comfortably pluck out the bullet lodged in her flesh. she can see the dead expression on her face, showing her obvious disassociation from her painful sensation. a pillow still remained on the couch - shockingly - so he handed it to her, instructing her to bite down on it to forget some of the pain.

she looks at him with renewed worry, unsure of how decent an anesthetic biting would be. he places his palm lightly on the knee of her injured leg, hoping to keep it in place, as he removes the sweater. the wound made her gasp, the flesh having been mangled lightly due to the rough conditions. he lifted her chin up, urging her to instead look at the ceiling. her eyes flutter, and she can feel tears glass over her eyes when she feels the metal of the tweezers ever so lightly graze her skin.

“i’m - i’ve gotta take it out, okay?” she doesn’t nod, but she doesn’t protest either, so he takes it she understands, and he lightly pulls at the skin to make the wound larger, in order to more quickly pluck out the bullet. she whimpers around the pillow, biting hard already, and he lowers the tweezers.

she can feel them inside her skin, and she uses her hands to squeeze the pillow as well, her screams becoming more distinct, loud.

“you’re good, you’re good, you’re doing good-” joel doesn’t even know how to console someone, but he tries his level best, praising her endlessly as he swiftly, but meticulously pulls out the bullet. the blood restarts, practically spurting out of her leg, and she can feel the liquid over her skin, weaving around her hair follicles as she desperately attempted to keep her leg still. he places a cloth over it, before replacing it with gauze immediately, allowing the material to soak up the blood. the pain still consumed her, but it turned from sharp to more dull. she drops the pillow, along with her hands. they were both panting, but their breathing slowed, as they realized that the stress was less in that moment. he keeps a firm hand on her thigh, and she lets her head drop against the couch.

in another few minutes, he reminds her that he still needs to stitch her up. it hurt like a bitch too, but nothing trumped the feeling of the bullet leaving her body. he made swift work of the procedure, and she wondered how many times he’d had to do it.

when he’d finished, he lowered his arms, breathing a deep, relieved, and contemplative sigh as he sat back a little, taking weight off of his own legs. though her leg was stitched up, she was fully against the idea of getting up, so she relegated herself to getting comfortable on the couch. joel also got up after another few moments, placing the first aid back in her bag, before taking a look around the house - seeing if any previous visitors had forgotten any supplies.

they had, as an unopened ziplock of crackers sat in one of the kitchen cabinets. it hadn’t been here last month when they’d previously stopped by, and the opened the container, inspecting it carefully to see if it was alright to eat. he took a small bite and, determining that it was alright, he walked back over to the couch.

she had lightly adjusted to the side as he had neared, so he relaxed into the cushion next to her, trying not to invade her space. he handed her a cracker, which she graciously accepted. she hadn’t realized how hungry she was, not having eaten since the previous night.

“it’ll make you feel better,” he’d mumbled, as he handed it to her, and she breathed a quiet thank you in response. they sit in a silence only broken by the crunching of the crackers, and she finds herself ever so subtly glancing at the man next to her.

he looked tired, which was understandable, and his hard expression remained on his face. the severity of it reminded her of their only prolonged conversation - which was truly more of an argument.

“why - why did you help me?” it’d been a question plaguing her since he had so delicately patched her up - a far cry from the man who had condemned her for as little as smiling.

his brow furrows at the question, as he’d not been accepting it.

“what? you were bleeding out on the street - i couldn’t just leave you.” she let the explanation mull in her head, before shaking it.

“no - so many people were like that, but you only helped me. why?” he turned his body just slightly to face her, a bewildered expression on his face.

“did you not want me to?” she immediately protests.

“no! i mean - i’m grateful. honestly, i’d have been dead hours ago had it not been for you. it’s just-” suddenly, his stare felt too intense, and she averted her eyes, “you always gave off the impression that you didn’t like me.” she shrugs, hoping it’s a sufficient explanation. it seems to be, as he goes silent. then, he breathes deeply.

“i do - i do. tommy likes you, so i’ll like you.” it’s a diplomatic answer, and she realizes it, but she decides to nod instead of probing further.

“alright, well - thank you.” she goes to smile, but stops herself, “i’m allowed to smile, yeah?” she means it as a half-joke, but he finds a lot of amusement in it, looking at her quizzically, before laughing at the comment. she’d never even seen him crack a smile, much less a laugh.

it was a nice change of pace.

“please do. you haven’t done it since morning - i was starting to get concerned.” though her previous smile may have been one of politeness, this one comes from the sarcastic nature of the comment.

the quirk of her lips gave him some peace, his mind having been racing with worry over her for the past few hours. maybe it was distracting, but he supposed everyone needs a little bit of that.

and if it comes in the form of a pretty smile - even better.

#joel miller #joel miller oneshot #joel miller imagine #joel miller x reader #joel miller fluff #joel miller angst #the last of us hbo #the last of us #that damn smile #pedro pascal

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manwiththemagic · 1 month ago

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spn s1 ep3 "Dead in the water"

more rewatch notes/commentary I have while watching!! :9

Ew Wisconsin okay...

“guys don't like buff girls.” WHO ASKED?? dumbahh person of the week. I don't even REMEMBER this episode and honestly, I blame you pal. I. Blame. You.

“be careful.” Okay so she's going to die then.

I wish I lived on a lake :(((

HELP THE SLOWMO... uhhh rip girl?? Ig..

Why does Dean look actually insane. He has like 100 newspapers, and his scribbling out faces and circling others 😭😭 i'd call the cops tbh..

Episode three, and second chick we see hitting on dean. It's just bc of his long eyelashes I bet.

LMAO “can I... get you anything else? 😏” “just the check please ☺️” LOVE YOU SAM.

The way dean immediately gives up trying to convince Sam about hookups bc lil bro is still distraught about jess. Like yeah... no way is a hookup gonna seem "fun" to a grieving man

The side eye Sam gives dean when he's telling him about how the people had a funeral for a missing person.

“a funeral?” “yeah for closure or whatever” “closure? What closure. People don't just disappear Dean, others just stop looking for them.” WOAH NELLY... I get it. Bro wants to find dad, dad to find monster, monster to be KKKKKKKKKILLED‼️

vaild.

Okay so Sam is tweaking because he wants to find John, and Dean is— NO WAY HE JUST SAID THAT. “im sick of the attitude.” DAD DEAN CHAT!! also no way he pulled the "I've been with him everyday for the past two years while you were off at school—" BRO.

Great more depressed. old. MEN.

does the loch ness monster exist?

Oh shoot broke dam!! More like... Dam I'm BROKE!!

Dean being good with kids part 1!! Also this is why I have a hard time believing he's so bad with Jack like... LOOK ST THIS.

Dean and his 3 woman in three episodes.

“must be hard with your sense of direction.. trying to find your way to a decent pickup line.” HEYOOOOO!! she ate that.

“‘i love kids’?? You don't even like kids.” “yes I do!” “name 3 kids that you even know.” LMAO NOT SAM GATEKEEPING KIDS LIKE ITS AN INDIE BAND!!! also yes he likes kids, he literally raised you Sam wtfdym?

Wait so late monsters do exist?? THE LOCH NESS IS CANON?? just not here..? Damn I thought since bigfoot was fake that would be too.

I'm pretty sure it's some ghost chick.

Yikes more dead...

“no wonder that kid was so freaked out, watching one of your parents die isn't something you just get over..” DEAN :((( I always forget he watched Mary die, cause like Sam too, he just doesn't remember it.

Dean is so good with kids :(((

STOP THEY'RE SO CUTE.

“when I was your age I saw something... anyways..” FUCK.

DWAHHH LUCAS TAKING THE PICTURE DEAN DREW ☹️

AWH HE GAVE DEAN A PICTURE!! they made a connection.

Oh shoot.. that man is so dead. “im gonna make some dinner”

OH SHIT ITS IN THE PIPES

your dead kid. D E A D. IDC tho you ain't Lucas

Ew don't dig in the dirty water. HOLY SHIT HE DROWBING. HE DROWBNIN

Damn.. and in dirty water. I could never.

Bill Carlton is cooked. Literally everyone he knows is dead now.. like damn. Wtf did he DO.

“my children are gone..its worse than dying..” MORE SAD OLD MEN OMFG.

Lucas drawing is important!!

Why don't these people ever be like “yea.. serial killer man..” LIKE A BELIEVABLE BUT STILL CRAZY LIE. "Why the FBI here?" "Serial killer." ITS THAT EASY.

Dean getting help from a kid AHHHHHHHH!!

“your... scared..? I understand.. you see when I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mom, and I was scared too.. I didn't feel like talking, just like you. But see my mom.. I know she wanted me to be brave. I think about that every day.” FUCK. JUST TEAR AT MY HEART STRINGS THEN DEAN. “and I do my best to be brave.. and maybe your dad wants you to be brave too.”

LUCAS YOU THE GOAT!!!

so now they are looking for the house Lucas drew and Dean like "man where tf is it?" And Sam's like "uh.. maybe let's look for the church?"

“ohhh collage boy thinks he's so smart!!” Dean the goat of this episode

Sam twitching because he doesn't know if or how he should bring up deans speech. Honestly now that I think about it Sam digs into deans personal stuff alot, mostly because Dean is jaded and hides stuff but IDK it's interesting.

“oh God we're not gonna have to hug or anything are we?” like you wouldn't enjoy that..

The churchhhhh

OMG THE BIKE. IT WAS BIG IN A DIFF DRAWING AND HERE IT IS AGAIN. omg wait it is important.

He's missing.. the kid with the bike.

HOLY COW. all the parents talking about how losing a kid is worse than death, and hey I know what canonically happens in death and uhh, idk if your right about that. Hell? eck.. ghost life?? yikes.. heaven? good but.. mehh...

Rip lil kid. Rip

HE KNEW BILLY. holy cow. Dead kid knew billy. Billy Carlton knows something is going on?? WAIT WHATS HAPOENING.

So wait is the dead kid the ghost..?

HOLY COW THAT BOAT FLEWWWW!!

Lucas having another vision??.. OH SHIT YEA THE GHOST GIES AFTER HIS MOM OR SMTH RIGHT??

THIRD TIME GETTING CAUGHT LMAOOO. “and your not really wildlife service..” HELP.

this cop made sus. Why you so mad these guys are investigating a murder?? They weird but like..

LUCAS KNOWSSSS..

This is kinda like a call forward or uhh foreshadowing to Sam's visions, which is kinda dope

LADY DON'T TAKE THAT BATH. NOT JUST CAUSE I DONT WANNA SEE YOU NAKED..

deans going back to town even after being threaten because lil kid was scared. GOAT. the goat I tell you.

“who are you and what have you done with my brother??” it's really not out of character for him Sam😭

DON'T TAKE THAT BATH LADY. YOUR DEAD. DOOMED.

oh whatever. I give up. EW MURKY WATER. CAN'T YOU FEEL IT LADY.

poor lucas.. lil bro bouta become an orphan.

LMAO DEAN THREW LUCAS OUTTA THE WAY. and Sam actually saved her 🤷

So wtf is after them. I DON'T REMEMBER.

Oh shoot puppy dog eyes Sam is back. “tell me what happened. Everything. 🥺”

More Lucas visions..

THEY FOUND THE BODY. or no? THE BIKE.

THE SHERIFF DID WHAT NOW.

No dead ghost Peter LEAVE LUCAS ALONEE!!

oh shit he did kill someone.

OH SHIT.

YOU WERE A BULLY?? EE. I HATE YOU. YOU KULLED HOM?? WTF.

dude no your daughter should stay away from you you freak.

LUCAS IS DROWNING.

Mermaid Dean 🧜

Sacrifice yourself for Lucas? Valid sheriff. Valid.

WOOO ITS OVERRRR!! MYSTERY SSSSOLVED!!

AW LUCAS IS TALKING AGAINNN!!

Dean teaching random kid his morals and tastes in music LMAO.

dean pulls yet NAOTHER woman. Are you fr?

One of my least favorite episodes tbh..

#spn #supernatural #spn meta #spn rewatch #oli watches spn #sam and dean #dean winchester #sam winchester #sam and dean winchester #water #Lake #spn s1 #Visions

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shiinavanhellsing · 2 years ago

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Aight so boom, I'm doing a part two of the fan casting for the EBKs who are my OCS for Bleach TYBW from a fanfic called PSA. I already did the fan casting for the men and now onto the women!

First off we're gonna start with EBK Azure aka Little Miss “Oh that was your nigga in my DMS?! Lemme go hit him up real quick” aka Little Miss “Bad Bitch I Can Be Your Fantasy” aka Little Miss “Was that your nigga, oh he ate my ass what a bummer” herself aka Little Miss “she a baddie she know she a ten”:

For some reason I was torn between having Ashley Burgos and Kaylar Will as Azure's face claim but what made me choose Ashley was because of the fact that she fits the whole persona of I may look gorgeous but I'll still fuck you up.

Fun fact: Azure is part of the deities and is also a alchemist who's training amongst Uryu Ishida.

•She's reincarnated from the Egyptian air god Shu but yet despite him being a very peaceful deity, she's very well known for being a very violent air warrior.

•Literally had Shuhei feenin for her ass soon as he saw her dancing onstage from the nosebleeds.

•Azure is known for being the calm crazy out of the core four, she's the least temperamental of the EBKs but she's the exact definition of fuck around and find out.

Next up is EBK Nuria aka Little Miss “I shake a luh ass but I still get jiggy” aka Little Miss “I'm too sexy for your bro” aka Little Miss “all the boys want my honey from me” aka Little Miss “pussy put a spell on him he in a trance”:

I was scrolling on my Pinterest feed and I randomly saw Karin Jinsui with red hair that looked fiery and I thought “hmm, maybe she'll fit right in my vision”. Especially since Nuria is known for being girly but she still has that hardcore gritty attitude of hers that's not to be fucked with.

Fun facts: Nuria is literally a shinigami, espada and reincarnated deity

•She's reincarnated from the Japanese fire and volcanic goddess Fuji.

•Grimmjow was obsessed with her when he first saw her presence, he literally damn near killed Loly and Menloly over her.

• Aizen literally wanted her as her queen but she rejected him with the quickness.

•made Kensei weak in the knees as soon as he approached her

Next up is EBK Lotus aka Little Miss “If she keep on muggin imma steal her man” aka Little Miss “big boobs and the butt stay plump” aka Little Miss “that nigga a munch and he gon eat me like a mango” aka Little Miss “my pussy glitters it's gold.....LITERALLY” herself:

Obviously I knew that there was some way that I had to incorporate one of my faves into this story and honestly Jada Kingdom was perfect for this role. But the IG photo of her in the two piece fleece green top and skirt was what sealed the deal for casting her as Lotus.

Fun fact: Lotus is a part of the deities and is a reincarnation of the Vodoun goddess Erzulie aka the goddess of crystals, flowers, plants and sex.

•She has not one, not two but three captains on her rotation at the moment.

→literally turned Byakuya (yes y'all y'all heard me) into a munch and is the sole reason why he has no problems walking in public with his face all shimmery.

→ Kenpachi is obsessed with her so much that he immediately had her stay in his bedroom so that she could “train” and “control her powers” with him better.

→ Shunsui had her recovering in his house from the injuries she had and he folded as soon as he saw her with his kimono on dancing to the music on her phone.

The next one up is EBK Olori aka Little Miss “I'll hijack your nigga and send him home broke” aka Little Miss “dicks up when I step in the party” aka Little Miss “wonder what I do tomorrow that these hoes will get mad at” aka Little Miss “where the fuck is your waistline?” herself:

In all seriousness, I was debating between using Rubi Rose, India Love or Shenseea but then I narrowed it down to Rubi Rose because I saw her more as the kick ass, turn up bitch that barely takes shit seriously.

Fun fact: Olori is reincarnated from the Hawaiian water god deity Maui.

•She damn near got into a fight with Soi Fon when she arrived at the sereiti

•Hichigo aka Zangestu is insanely obsessed with her, likeeeeeee he deadass possessed Ichigo one time so that he could rump

•Immediately clicked with Rangiku as soon as they met each other

•Had a secret fling with Shinji one time and now he's overly obsessed with her well being

•Also got into it with Hyori because of her presence being a “distraction” to the vizords

Last but not least we have not one but two representatives for the youngest EBK members: Dotty and Riina aka Little Misses “we make it rain and we clear it out” aka Little Misses “we at the function let's get jiggy” aka Little Misses “feeling divine and will smack a bitch if she gets outta line” aka Little Misses “got a fetish for lettuce and a need to always get to the bread” themselves:

I'm gonna be real here, my first top choices was either Kenzo B and Shani Boni or Lola Brooke and Princess Sanyy.

But after seeing Girll Codee performing their freestyle on On The Radar, I just knew that they were definitely more fitting for the laid-back goofy, hype and energetic for Dotty (fc is Sha Bigga) and Riina ( fc is Hi Siddityy) who can still keep that big Brooklyn energy.

Fun facts:

Dotty is 15 minutes older than Riina

Both of them are the only fullbringers in EBK

Dotty has thunder powers and Riina has lightning powers

Riina's lightning bolt is very powerful and the only people who are able to use it to enhance their powers or weapons is Renji, Nuria and Ohagi

Dotty's thunder blade can be infused with other weaponry as a way to amplify attacks or to control reaitsu when using spiritual pressure on the offensive side.

Another reason why I chose Girll Codee as a fc for EBK Dotty and EBK Riina was because of the fact that Riina told Kenpachi at first glance to stop being siddity and just say hello to everybody as soon as they enter Paradise Island.

→And before you ask, Oetsu was the one who explained what she meant to everybody else in the soul society.

• they accidentally taught Ichigo, Renji and Shuhei how to get sturdy and Byakuya never let them hear the end of it every time they see him.

•“So, does this mean that Riina and I can't teach them how to lite feet or.....?”

They were paired up with Jushiro until his untimely death.

Both of them loved being around Yachiru and even took her out of Kenny's hands so that he can “train” with Lotus

Walking definition of instigators especially Riina...not to mention that they'll snitch on you if you end up doing some fuck shit you not even supposed to be doing.

So that's it for the people of the EBK members! Who is your favorite male member? Female member? I'm glad that I'm finally finished with this tho. Hopefully I gave y'all a great insight with all of the characters without spoiling too much 🫶🏽

#the girll codee #girll codee #hi siddityy #sha bigga #Jada Kingdom #Rubi Rose #Ashley Burgos #bleach #anime fan casts #oc fan casts #dream voice casting #hii siddity #shaa biggaa

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wench-and-jezebel · 2 years ago

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Dark Angel Reaction: C.R.E.A.M.

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

Brief aside for yet another stunning introductory conversation:

Jezebel: How many episodes are in season one? Wench: kjdsflkajs Like, 21 Jezebel: Season two? Wench: Also 21 Jezebel: And how many is Ackles in? Wench: Um… 21 - 3 + 1, so 19. Ish. Jezebel: OK that’s good Wench: ??? Jezebel: I was like am I really gonna have to deal with this version of Max for that long and not even get my fill of Ackles Wench: askdjflkajdflkjadf The first Ackles ep is episode 17 of s1; you'll have a fix soon. Jezebel: Yeah but he dies that’s… That’s like getting a fix but it’s laced with something that cancels the fix before you really enjoyed it Wench: ... I'm adding this conversation to the post

There ya go; an insight into our bonkers mental states at the start of this episode

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[Okay, I’m sorry, but this is the third of three non-pilot titles in a row that is an innuendo in one way or the other; was this intentional or did they just get reallyyyyy unlucky? Or. I guess. Really lucky. You never know.]

It’s the guy from water boy. Not really but how he talked

Logan so mysterious

She looks like Ziva (Tony’s love interest in NCIS)

"Your. Father. WAS. Disappeared." ??? Say it weirder why don't you

“So depressing” Bitch

Oh find something that made it up your alley huh

ITS A TRAP!!! THATS PENNYWISE!! RUNNNNN KIDS [He comes up later, actually.] TIM CURRY? [No, Pennywise] Lame [LKA;LDSKFKL] Tim Curry’s awesome 😂

Lintlicker the dancing clown

This opening end kills me. The fetus doing cartwheels in her eye is just… wot [alksjdflkajdsflkasjd I KNOW. But it gets worse in s2] Like it would have been edgier to have the young version

I LOVE HIS ACCENTTTTTT [I wanna say his name is Herbal, btw] Like the tea! Makes sense his voice is calming!

*sigh* how cliche

That Nintendo? THATS NINTENDO!

Them and the damn bike tricks

I love her. OC I mean. (Then again the other her is Max so that should have been easy to understand)

Ewwww the trash water

Is that money?

Does NO ONE look up in this show? Ever? LIKE. she wasn’t even inconspicuous! [NO THEY NEVER DO]

Matilda. The scene where she’s under the table hiding

“What if I wanna hold it over here” ☠️☠️ [Oh, look, she’s showing off again.] Wot. Ma’am's little speeches hurt my brain

☠️☠️☠️☠️"It looked like a girl"

SHIT I NEED TO DO THE ASK ABOUT NORMAL! SORRY ANON!!! I’LL DO IT SOON (But at least I will have a little more to go off)

I thought he said the dad was hitting the bong and had a boyfriend

Iss me, oh my

[Not Logan offering her a way to seem slightly less blatantly transgenic/conspicuous by carrying a gun and her saying “Nah I wanna show off my asskicking powers instead.”] ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Women! Lol

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Midpoint (Kinda) Judgement (aka: this practice came about because we keep having to pause in the middle, and this time it was slightly before halfway through, but it counts enough ig): Ok, so this one doesn’t feel as Max heavy. But alas she’s still there and still got her new and improved (hah) attitude. Although it’s not as strong as last ep. BUT again this doesn’t seem as Max centric as the other three, so maybe that will change second half. [Are you talking about the way there's a second plot with Sketch, OC, Herbal, et al?] Yeah and then Logan looking for the girls father. Just seems everyone else has been on screen more and she pops in says something with attitude thens like gotta blaze gotta jet gotta fly. Gotta do whatever. [That's gonna be pretty off-and-on common. s2, for example, usually has two plotlines; Max-centric and other-centric. A lot of the time, that's Alec's plotline, but sometimes it's Joshua or Sketchy or one of the others. It's nice in some ways, iffy in others, but yeah] Ahhhh! I see! Not complaining :) lol

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Oh that was money!

bitch slappppeddd

I get those too I get it (ulcers). (I don’t really. Well, I might. Idk)

Oh man

Looooool “bounce”. That ones new

Poor Sketch (sarcasm cause he is kinda sleezy) [You mean... sketchy? :) But he gets a bit better]

How does he make those damn glasses look good.

I love her hairrrrrrr. If she’s gonna be a bitch, why did she have to change the hair??? Gimme something Alba! *sigh*

Le gasp! Isn’t he the dead guy

He is!!! Plot twissstttt

Ahh love. It be doing thing to ya

Man you can’t see her

Don’t you know that’s how you get dead? Has he not watched tv?

If she. If. She. If she says one more thing that seems like a slap to his wheelchair boundness. 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 "A girl who moves the furniture (cause you can’t)"

How did he abandon you, chick? Y’all were estranged! Do you know know what that means?

Girl/thought-dead father vs Max/red balloon. Not the same

☠️ Letting that balloon go messed her up ☠️☠️ [LKJLKADSJF;LKASJDF;LKSAJDF; NOOOOOO!!! I’m ded. I’m. Dead. That’s it. You killed me.]

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 Looking like one of Charlie’s angels

Bimboooossss 🙂 damn being a girl comes in handy

“Cause I’m a super human. I told you this last episode. Not my fault you didn’t buy it.”

☠️☠️☠️☠️ “17 black, like me.”

☠️☠️☠️ Here we play for money (You know he didn’t want to say that)

☠️☠️☠️☠️ YOU SHOULD THROW ONE OF YOUR TENS… YOU GOT TOO MANY

[The absolute wall of skulls here.] …..☠️☠️☠️☠️

Dramatic card-playing

[... Gonna be honest... new ship unlocked] I knowwww [Just saying, Max/OC would also explain the latter’s tendency to view Max as amazing regardless of context. She screwed with Logan’s brain too.] This is very true!

I TOLD YOU I WAS A SUPER HUMAN

POWER OF THE BOOB.! That money held up that whole fight

[Poor Sketchy is such a screw-up. I forgot how bad s1!Sketch was, because s2!Sketch is at least vaguely competent.] 😂😂😂

Welp. Here’s where either one or both die. Or she kills him.

Huh. Damn. Called it

Oh boo boo hoo.

[Logan: *Angstily exercises*]

Sad death video

[“C.R.E.A.M., baby. C.R.E.A.M.” WHAT DID I SAY!??!?! THAT WAS FREAKING INTENTIONAL.] ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

More talking in circles [Simultaneously: She did the "or maybe not' thing agai- askdjf;lkajdf Same brain cell :)] *sigh*

Aight done and done!

#dark angel #dark angel reactions #reactions #episode reactions #s01e04 #C.R.E.A.M.#max guevara #logan cale #original cindy #sketchy #jezebel (pr)

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toddstool · 9 months ago

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long and spoilers ig under the cut

notes as i was watching:

THE GRANDMA IS SOOO MEAAANNN that grandmother disappointment hits different. reminds me of mine and how she's always kind of "gently" disapproved of me being me (mentally ill and gnc and weird)

I read a theory that since mirabel is the next head of household, antonio got his gift from mirabel and not from abuela like the others, so his room and his gift aren't oppressive and mainly used just to serve. it's more about him and what he wants; what makes HIM happy. and that that's kinda shown when abuela is displeased to find animals warming her chair the next morning.

mirabel better than me cuz i woulda cussed every one out, ran away, and sabotaged them. like straight up I would've been the villain of this movie fr. someone said they would've blown that candle out and that's so real 💀

the casita def started cracking not because mirabel was feeling bad, but because the rest of the family left her out and were ignoring that one of their family members was hurting. because abuela decided to just overlook mirabel and kind of discard her after she found her useless, and when antonio got his gift and she was so happy, purposely just forgetting the "mistake" resulted in the house starting to shatter, because their family started to shatter (specially the member that is going to be in charge of the house next was left behind, cuz i mean she also did that with bruno and the house didn't start to crack) also how tf did bruno fix the house that fucking quickly

another theory that i read: luisa: brawn, isabela: beauty, therefore mirabel: brains. BUT STILL WHY DIDNT SHE GET A FUCKING DOOR THEN IK ITS JUST FOR THE STORY AND TO PORTRAY INTERGENERATIONAL TRAUMA BUT DAMN

mirabel's mom is soooooooooo pretty

abuela pulled the one white flower out of isabela's hair 🕵 pretty sure someone's already pointed that out tho

I wish the sequence for "surface pressure" was based on more of her daily chores and was realistic. i think that would flesh out the surroundings more.

isabela probably had to go thru SO MUCH SHIT as the first grand kid YIKES. i imagine she was much more messy and creative as a child and just got constantly shut down and shit on. and then as she got older she projected all that hate onto mirabel

i definitely feel like this story wasn't fleshed out enough and that they didn't have enough time to portray what they wanted to. cuz it does feel like a lot of love went into this but at the same time why does some of this shit happen? why does that stuff in bruno's room happen? almost like there was some executive interference with the storyboard-ers.

we don't talk about Bruno but the entirety of the town is gonna participate in this musical number

I really need to watch that youtube essay titled "disney has an adorkable problem" cuz true

dolores lowkey sucks like girl can u not shut up. she probably hears so much shit but she has to say something about this during this dinner. ik it's just to further the plot but I hate writing like that.

the fucking door kick back into bruno's rat nest 💀

dolores had to hear their whole convo in the walls right??

the kid that voiced antonio did a great job

again to reiterate: grandma being a hater is what's causing the cracks, not mirabel's existence. her tough attitude was necessary after the war but it's not needed now

love fixing a sibling rivalry that's been going for almost a decade with a single musical score👍

ooo I forgot about the part during this song where isabela and mirabel stop in front of the candle to hug and it glows brighter and the cracks fix themselves. i guess luisa's powers are not working because she still doesn't believe in herself and still bases her worth on what she does for others

are mirabel and abuela the only ones that are able to control/communicate with the casita? I think they're the only ones shown to do so at least.

why tf did pedro stay back and try to stop the men on horse back what the hell was he gonna do. i just feel like some of this stuff wasn't thought out idk.

the whole ending seems like it was cut short and just happens so quick.

the adorkable problem is strong with bruno and mirabel and it just makes their characters dislikable, but then again this was made by millennials. and also it's a children's movie.

what's "the stars dont shine they burn" supposed to mean

movie should've been 2 hours at least, with more interactions with mirabel and her cousins and aunt/uncle, to show more problems with the family and more of her fixing that.

i did read that some people didn't like the fact that they get the magic back once mirabel touches the door knob, but i think that shows the magic is in mirabel and she watches over it and is the next family matriarch pretty well.

with a little rewriting and adding some more points it would've been great but all together i feel it was just a bit lacking. the world building didn't feel very real for some reason, it felt stiff and small. i didn't like some of mirabel's writing/portrayal like i said before, but I do like her, just could've been better.

I hate finishing a piece of media and coming out of it thinking "man that could've been great", something i feel way too often nowadays, and i definitely felt that with encanto. i like the world building, i like the characters, kinda like the story, but there's just something off? or missing? not sure

anyway

would.

thinking about encanto again jfc

#trix talking

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cumxxslutt · 2 years ago

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HI ! i love your works and i wanted to request this because u write sooo well !! 🙂💞. Can you do one with all of bloodline and the reader is in trouble for going out with friends without asking so they punish her but like first they lecture her but she has a attitude so then they punish ! (only if ur comfortable) !! 💗.

Hi my darling , I don’t know if you seen my recent post but I am temporarily not doing any NSFW , but I did add a punishment 😉 , anyways I also added a little something so enjoy! .

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Fuck

Fem/Black Reader

Warnings:cussing , sneaking out ig? , angst , upset reader , reader needs comfort , nightmares , upset boys , happy ending . !

Summary: reader sneaks out and the boys find out .

Bloodline x reader

Enjoy .

“Fuck” I mumbled tripping over a shoe in my closet picking up my red bottoms and sticking my headout my walk-in closet to make sure Roman was sleep sense he had came in my room to lay with me , quickly and quietly walking towards Roman and placing a kiss on his forehead then turning the tv up a bit so he can’t hear me open the door and wake up

I mentally groan running over the cold tiles , creeping down the stairs I get a view of the living room seeing solo and the twins knocked out with the tv playing some random YouTube video of these people building a damn pool and house thing [ifykyk . 😭] blowing a kiss towards them and grabbing my purse from the small table near the front door and slowly opening the door and closing it back

“You finna get us killed” Ari said shaking her head and laughing as she parked the car “well” I said shrugging my shoulders

“Yeaa fuck it up” Alexa said as she recorded me shaking my ass for the camera her and Ari slapping my ass as I do so , “lol” I captioned the video Ari tagged me in and reposting it .

Solo’s Pov :

“Damn” I said getting up and stretching my back cracking looking around for the remote I find it and turn the tv off , going into the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water then turning the kitchen light off and walking upstairs to go find y/n walking towards her room where I hear the tv playing , pushing the door open I see the tv playing ‘Wild ‘n out” I look over towards her bed , only to see Roman , But no y/n

‘Where the fuck is she’ I think walking into her bathroom connected to her room to only be met with nothing walking around , I still didn’t see her so I walked out and walked into her closet nothing there but a couple of bags and her clothes and some of me and the boys clothes in pile but no y/n

“Yo” I said shaking Roman so he would wake up “Roman” I said he only turnt the other way “Aye Roman” I said a little louder “what” he said sitting up and rubbing his eyes “where y/n” I said curious “what” he said now standing up looking confused “I said where’s y/n she’s not up here” I said with a calm face but I was panicking “I thought she was up here” he said confused “I know I thought the same thing”

After looking around the whole house we still couldn’t find her “go wake the twins up” Roman said in all seriousness I only nodded and walked in the living room after a couple minutes of shaking them jey woke up “bruh get the fuck on” he said mugging me “mane shut up , we can’t find y/n” I said hitting the back of his head he rubbed the spot where I hit him “stop playing with me , and what you mean you can’t find y/n” he said now fully waking up “I mean we can’t find her dumb ass”

“Okay where was the last place she went” jimmy said we where all sitting in Romans truck “well she went upstairs” jey said “just call her phone” Roman said irritated “you know we could’ve been then that” jey said rolling his eyes jimmy only sighed opening his phone , his phone immediately opening onto instagram sense that was the last thing he was on , “look it said she posted on her story” jey said pointing it out jimmy only clicked on it

Y/n Pov:

“Lemme see who looked at my story Chile” I mumbled sipping on my drink , “ew stalking ass nigga” I mumbled seeing my ex looked at my story , oh dad-wait jimmy? , “fuck” is all I say before my mind goes blank , standing up almost tripping over my own damn feet “bitch we gotta get outta here now” I said to Alexa who was grinding against some ugly ass boy I swear this girl does not know how to pick ‘em

“Oh my god , we have to get the fuck out of here” I said panicking while Ari grabbed Alexa , “okay let’s go” Ari said dragging Alexa behind her , running out the club and into the parking lot we here someone honk there horn at us , turning around we see that all so familiar truck “fuck” I whispered “oh shit , your fucked” Ari said laughing ,

“Hi” I mumbled shyly to the four men in front of me , I didn’t get a response but no matter what I was not gonna pick my head up to look at them , “look at me” I heard Roman say , I only shook my head making it worser on myself , “what did he tell you , pick your head up now” I heard solo stern voice say , sighing and finally picking my head up I see the look on there faces , pure anger , “let’s go” jimmy mumbled as jey dragged me by my arm , “BYEE” Alexa drunk ass yelled out as I rolled my eyes at her behavior

The car ride home was silent as hell , I was Literally shaking , pulling up to the house I was scared the car came to a stop , we all sat there for a couple of minutes , as they all got out I stayed put not wanting to move a inch , suddenly my side of the door was snatched open by jimmy as he took me by the arm and pulled me out the car by my arm “oww” I let out a small whimpered “shut up” Roman said basically growling at me

“So-“ before he could even finish his sentence I fell out crying , “‘m sorry , I’m so sorry” I cried apologizing over and over , my vision going blurry “stop” Roman said lowly , but I couldn’t I kept crying , “why did you leave out without telling us” solo said , “because” I started off as I started hiccuping “because if I would have asked , you would have said no” I said crying , they didn’t say anything

“‘m sorry” I said getting up to hug Roman as I wrapped my arms around him he took both of my arms and pushed them down “you disobeyed me , we already told you that you couldn’t go out , but you didn’t listen , now look at you , in trouble” I only cried at his words “nah , stop all that crying” jimmy told me but I only cried harder “what I tell you , all that crying gon give you a headache , now stop” I slowly stopped crying , only whimpering now

“Now your on punishment” ‘goddamn’ was all I thought , “what punishment am I on” I said feeling like I wanted to cry again

“figure it out” Roman mumbled walking away from me , the twins only looked at me then walked away , solo kissed my head and walked off , stepping out the shower and drying off and walking into my room expecting to see one of the boys ready to get me ready for bed , but none of them was here , I only sighed and got ready myself

Turning on some random ass Netflix show , then getting into bed making sure my bonnet is sturdy before laying down , letting a few tears fall before wiping my eyes and turning over and closing my eyes so I can go to sleep .

3rd Person Pov :

Y/n fell asleep feeling guilty but little did she know four men where feeling even guiltier , Roman sat up against the headboard in the guest room , feeling guilty for not being with her , yeah she went out when she wasn’t supposed too but he knew she needed help when getting ready , it wasn’t that she didn’t know how to do it , it’s just Y/n always expected one of her boys to do it

Jimmy sat up in the living room staring into space , what was he thinking about? Hmm let’s see ,

Jimmy thoughts :

‘Maybe she just wanted to go out’ he thought ‘I mean we could’ve gave her a bath like always or maybe got her dressed and possibly layed with her , naw I’m overreacting , or am I ‘ ?

3rd Person Pov:

Solo and jey didn’t technically feel bad they just wanted to make sure she wouldn’t do it again so a punishment wouldn’t be bad but they did feel bad about letting her sleep alone sense she had been having nightmares recently

*Scream*

Romans Pov:

My head shot up at the scream as I hurried up and got out of the bed I heard multiple footsteps running up the stairs , I seen boys coming up the stairs as we started running towards Y/n room we heard another scream I open the door and there she was , bonnet halfway off , sweating , and shaking we ran to her as jey started shaking her to wake her up

Y/n Pov

I woke up with a loud scream , turning to the right to see the boys , jey is the closest to me so I jump in his arms , and just start crying , “please don’t let them take me again” [this lil nightmare thing is something that has happened to me so I just wanted to throw that in there .] “shh , it’s okay nobody is gonna get you mama” jey said pulling me close and rubbing my back , and all I could do was cry , he lifted me up holding me like a baby and moving my covers out the way so he can get in the bed with me , my bed is really large so the rest of the boys got on the bed with us

I was still crying a bit but I started to calm down as I felt jimmy rubbing circles on my thigh while jey kept kiss my temple over and over , and solo and Roman just rubbing over my body , I finally calmed down and now it was just quiet “‘m really sorry for going out” I mumbled feeling embarrassed , it was quite until jey spoke up “it’s okay pretty girl but you can’t just do that ‘hmm” I shook my head , “‘m won’t do it again , I don’t like punishments like that” I said pouting they only chuckled “we are also sorry baby girl” Roman said giving me a kiss on the lips , solo also reached over and gave me a kiss , jimmy being jealous sat up and grabbed me by my head and gave me a sloppy kiss I chuckled at that then jey gave me another kiss on the temple then smacked my ass “JE-“ I was cut off when I felt multiple hands on my ass “oh my god” I said rolling my eyes , they only chuckled and said “goodnight Mama” I smiled replying with “Night Night” [y’all I love saying that . 😭]

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Okay well this wasn’t my best but I got a HC coming up so be on the lookout for that! .

Also this not read over at all . 😭

Love you all . 🎀

*NOT MY GIF ABOVE*

#jey uso #jimmy uso #wwe fanfiction #roman reign x y/n #wwe fics #wwe x reader #solo sikoa x reader #jey uso x reader #jimmy uso x reader #the bloodline #the bloodline 🎀#cumxxslutt.writes🎀#🎀 .

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ressjeon · 3 years ago

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movie date(s): jeon jungkook

genre(s): pragma; ludus

row and seat(s): row 2; seat 7

menu order(s): soda; nachos; hot dog

my first ever drabble request to ANY author! i’m so excited and happy that you are doing this <3

pairing: tearista!jungkook x cashier!reader

summary: you don’t know what his reasons are for pestering you on a daily basis but you sure know why you continue to tolerate him, even when you’re near your limit.

rating: 18+

genre/au: smut, angst?, fluff, bubble tea shop, coworkers, enemies to lovers

word count: 2.9k

warnings/content: sexual tension, nipple play, dick slapping ig, food play?

a/n: it’s an honour to be the first author that you ever requested a drabble to and thank you! i’m glad that you’re excited & happy, enjoy the film!

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THIS WILL BE RE-WRITTEN AS A ONESHOT

If you didn't have to work part-time because of your decreasing budget, you never would’ve worked here in the first place.

You watch him at the cash register, smiling at the customers who are mostly women and you know that it’s his way of flirting to gain more tips. The bubble tea shop has been earning more customers and new regulars now that Jungkook started working here. You know why but you don’t say anything because your manager’s loving the booming of his boba business.

Though both you and Jungkook applied for the same position, somehow you get assigned to the cashier part more than him and that annoyed you because you love making drinks than talking to customers. Now you're currently fuming because he just made you finish the drink that he started so he could take over your task for today.

“is he on shift?”

“is who?” you didn't mean to sound rude but it’s the same girl that's been coming here for weeks now so you obviously know who she’s talking about.

“sorry i’m not sure who you are referring to?” you try again with your customer service voice in case she actually complains to your manager about your attitude.

“the cute barista” the girl fusses and you almost breathe out fire then and there but before you can even reply, you hear Jungkook’s saccharine voice from behind you make your jaw clench.

“hi, can i take your order?”

“jeon, what the-”

“y/n, would you kindly finish the drink i started? its customer is waiting already” the fake polite smile he’s giving you made you smile curtly back at him before taking a deep breath and pretending that he just didn’t take over without giving you a chance to protest.

Customer where? You’ve been yelling the order number and waiting for a while until the customer finally showed up to take it. You look up to the clock to see how much time you have left until your break because you need a damn drink to clear your head.

You're used to girls flocking him since you were in elementary and yet seeing it affects you till this day. He's not at fault since it's just you who have these stupid feelings for him and that’s what irked you more.

How you’re still somehow hoping that he’ll like you back even when he’s never looked at you like how you do at him.

You’re refilling the powders in the jars since it's usually the first task that you do after clocking in when you just noticed the change of the shop’s interior.

“how is it?” a whisper comes beside you and you almost scream of surprise.

“did you fucking add these designs on the wall?”

Your eyebrows are scrunched together while reading the letter bulb lights that says “don’t yell at me” on the wall in front of you.

“you like it?”

“does it look like i LIKE it?”

“well you yell at me all the time and our manager asked me to redesign some stuff, i’m just doing my job” he replies, his hand quoting in the air that pissed you off even more.

“YOU’RE SO FUCKING ANNOYING” you turn to hit him but the motherfucker backs away too fast and proceeds to re-arrange the chairs and tables.

Of course, your manager would let him whatever the fuck he wants. It's obvious that Jungkook's your manager’s favourite employee that's why you do your best to take as many shifts as you can, volunteering to cover other shifts before Jungkook can since the manager always gives him more hours.

And he always competes to get extra shifts for no reason.

You wonder if it’s just his nature or he just does it to piss you off. When you saw him during the interview, you were nervous because you really thought that you wouldn’t get hired with Jungkook as your rival for the position. Thankfully, the manager hired both of you but that doesn’t mean that you can’t compete for any promotion that Jungkook might want.

“i love you though, what are you gonna do about it”

His voice broke you out of your trance and your eyes widen at what he just said. How did he find out?

“funny”

“i know you never take me seriously but do you wanna go out later after your shift?” he scratches the back of his head as he nears the counter, looking anywhere but you while he refills the straws. You don’t even know why he’s here helping you when today’s his day off so he must be serious..

“wait, you deadass like me?”

“well, you're my cup of tea so?”

You fight the snort that’s coming out from your mouth and instead give him an endearing smile because of how adorable he looks right now. That line might be cheesy but it did make your heart flutter.

“try again jeon” you tease as you scrunch your nose at him, shaking your head playfully when you see his face getting red from embarrassment.

“that line always works!” he protests and you can see the slight panic in his eyes since you haven’t answered him yet.

“whatever Kook see you at 3” you reply as you turn away to make more drinks.

Jungkook's shocked that you said yes because he didn't think that you would especially after the embarrassing corny line that he just said. It's the only reason why he came here early, help you a bit so you’d be in a good mood when it’s time for him to ask you out.

To say you're nervous is an understatement. You could've gone straight to the date after your shift but after looking up the place that Jungkook sent, you want to look good even if dressing fancy isn’t needed. He asked you out after all though you still can’t believe that he did so you’re going to make sure that you’re more than ready for this date.

He arrived at the same time as you and something inside you warm at how you're both always syncs with each other even outside work. The both of you enter the bistro and settle on your seats while waiting for the server to take your orders. It's a bit awkward since none of you has said anything so far, just smiling curtly at each other when your eyes meet and you’re getting antsy.

“okay so-”

“this isn’t going to-”

“to what?”

Jungkook asks you and you’re not sure what to respond. You were going to respond but the server just arrived and you immediately ordered quite a lot because you were very hungry since you didn’t eat lunch yet after your shift. Jungkook was surprised as well though he’s planning to pay for everything for this date, it’s cute to see you not holding back on what you eat.

“you didn’t answer me by the way” he starts and you almost choked on your pasta with how Jungkook is looking at you.

“um..uh..” you clear your throat and grabbed the iced tea in front of you to calm you down but he really looks good with his outfit tonight. A dark denim jacket with a plain shirt underneath but of course since it’s Jungkook, it looks hot on him.

What happened next is something that you didn’t expect to happen,

You spilling your iced tea on Jungkook’s very white shirt. His body jerks at the cold liquid and he almost curses before he remembers that it was you who spilled this on him.

“i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to” you whisper in regret but he just glares at you.

“you really hate me that much? you never should’ve said yes to this date” he huffs as he stands up to the counter to pay for the meal since he’s done anyway, leaving you frozen on your seat because you’re still processing what just happened.

Your mind’s formulating on the best way to apologize to Jungkook when your phone rings from the table. It’s your manager and you already know why he’s calling.

The bistro is a bit loud so you decide to put your phone on speaker and you immediately hear your manager asking you to cover the night shift for today because your other coworker can’t. You agreed of course since it’s more hours for you and also because of how disastrous this date is thanks to your clumsiness, you’d have a perfect excuse to escape.

“i paid already” you hear Jungkook mutter so you look up to see his hardened face.

“he called in, so uh”

“i’ll drop you off” he cuts you off and your eyes widen in surprise.

You want to complain and tell him to just go home so he can change but he’s already leaving the table so you had no other choice but to follow him. Jungkook approaches a motorbike that you haven’t seen before and you wonder if he newly bought this one. You didn’t ask of course especially when he silently hands you the extra helmet that he has before gesturing you to climb on. You wordlessly follow him and you were hesitating on where to hold until he grabs your arms to wrap around his waist.

His damn tiny and firm waist.

You immediately clutched on him as soon as he starts the engine, making you hug him fully and you feel him tense. You were about to loosen your hold on him until he gears the bike even more so you had no choice but to put your arms back around him.

Jungkook smells nice, you’re not sure if it’s the perfume or if it’s his natural sce-

“we’re here”

You see your manager coming out from the door as you’re coming off the bike and he comes to tell thank you before leaving for the day because apparently his wife just had an emergency at home. Jungkook smiles at your manager and he smiled even bigger after seeing him, probably thinking how polite Jungkook is for dropping you off.

Or because he thought that Jungkook will be working with you as well because he gives him a sign before he enters his car.

You expected Jungkook to leave right after but instead, he entered the shop with you and grabs the apron from one of the drawers. Before you can ask him, he takes off the jacket that he has and now you can see clearly the stain on his white shirt from the iced tea earlier. The guilt that was creeping out from you instantly vanished when he starts lifting up his shirt so you turn around immediately because damn, you just touched those abs earlier.

Unbeknownst to you, Jungkook actually notices your ogling at him earlier and he smirks a little at seeing you flustered. He wasn’t mad at you per se but he was just a little bit upset from what happened earlier. He’s not upset about you accidentally spilling a drink on him but more so with how you were acting around him. Was the date really that bad? He prepared a lot for this one but alas he already fucked up from the start it seems.

Confusion strikes you when he actually puts the apron on and starts gathering the ingredients from the working station to make a new drink. So he’s actually going to work despite his supposed day off, how very Jungkook of him.

He still hasn’t spoken to you and it’s been driving you crazy. You know he’s still mad but it would’ve been better if he just yells at you instead of giving you the silent treatment because you’re currently walking eggshells around him. He just gets out of your way when you want to do the drink that the customer asks and takes over the cash register without a word.

This is very strange so you need to talk to him after the closing shift.

You did not expect to say sorry this way.

At first, you tried cornering him when there weren't that many customers anymore but he never spared you a glance so you waited till closing, surely you both have to talk. You want to settle this now before your manager starts questioning what's going on between you and his favourite employee.

“Jungkook” you’re drinking your brown sugar milktea as you approach him and you’re hoping that he’ll finally talk to you now that the shop is closed. He has his back on you the whole time and when he turns around, you’re momentarily stunned with how he’s looking at you. He doesn’t look like he’s mad but his heated stares are warming up your cheeks that you stepped back a little.

You take a huge gulp of milktea to calm yourself down and almost choke on the boba when Jungkook comes forward and bends his head down to take a sip of your drink.

All while staring right through your eyes.

And you’ve had enough. You placed the drink on the top behind you before grabbing Jungkook’s face though you paused because of the sudden nerves that replaced your brief confidence.

He just laughs before leaning in to kiss you and you instantly melted around him. Jungkook’s hands are immediately roaming around your body before coming up on your shoulders to tug off the straps of your dress to pull it down along with your bra, revealing your breasts to his hungry eyes.

“knew you had a thing for me”

“shut up”

Jungkook’s kisses descend from your jaw to your neck, and you moan when you taste the brown sugar milktea on his mouth when he returns his lips to yours. His hands come up and start massaging your breasts before pinching your nipples. Jungkook beams at your reaction to his touches, he knows that it’s your favourite flavour because you always make one to drink during your break time. Sometimes, he makes drinks that he thinks you might like though when he found out that taro and matcha aren’t your faves, he pretends that some customer made the wrong order so you wouldn’t find out that he’s the one who paid for them.

“..Jeon..” you whine when his mouth leaves you and you raise your brows in confusion when you see a small bag of chocolate powder in his hands. You didn’t even notice how he managed to take it from the cabinets but maybe he already did earlier when you were busy cleaning up the tables because he stayed behind the counter and insisted on cleaning the workstations so you just opted on doing the rest.

Jungkook smirks at you before moving his head down to take each of your tits to his mouth, his tongue wrapping around your pebbled nipples, wetting them before grabbing the choco power bag and starting pouring its contents to your breasts.

His saliva on your tits allowed the powder to stick into your skin, making you look like a dessert for him. Jungkook’s thinking of teasing you further while he takes off his clothes, not forgetting to fish out the condom from his pocket. He tears the packet off at once before putting it on and starts stroking himself while he watches your hungry expression, the way you bite your lip as you eye his cock is making him even harder as he approaches you.

He’s excited with how your hands eagerly wrapped around his shoulders while he parts your thighs apart, positioning himself between your legs. The sight of your wet pussy because of him is making him want to abandon his plan on teasing you and just fuck you stupid.

“want me to ruin your pussy?”

You nod vigorously, your pleading eyes begging for him to do so and he smiles before lining himself up. Jungkook’s blown-out pupils stare right through yours and you can feel the head of his cock on your entrance but to your surprise, he doesn’t push in. A grin slowly forms on his gorgeous lips and you can see the mischief now in his eyes as he grabs his dick to slap it against your swollen clit.

Another moan comes out of you when Jungkook drops his head to take one of your tits back in his mouth, his eyes solely on you as he starts sucking them alternately that you can’t stop yourself from moaning louder anymore because fuck he’s damn good at this.

“y-you’re so fucking annoying..ahh” you whine when he continues to tease you, running the tip of his cock through your wet folds to coat it even more before he dips it in and pulls back out while he continues to suck on your tits. He does this for a while, finishing off the remaining crust of chocolate around your nipples before sucking them again and you’re gripping his hair hard to urge him to go all-in but he just smiles against your skin.

You yelp when Jungkook suddenly flips you around, bending you on the counter before placing himself behind you, chuckling at your shocked reaction.

“now y/n, let’s hear how you’ll say sorry hmm?”

e/n: don’t do funny business at your workplace or you’ll get fired ok. lordt this was a struggle lmao i almost forgot that you didn’t request eros so i had to delete some scenes bye i got carried away as always 😝

we kinda rusty here but i really might turn this into a oneshot 👀

feedback or donation (ko-fi) is greatly appreciated! thank you <3

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hiphop-rap-and-basketball · 3 years ago

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One Team, Two Players | LaMelo Ball + Jayson Tatum One Shot

Word Count: 2,570

Pairing: LaMelo Ball x Jayson Tatum x Reader

Summary: this imagine is set to take place the night of the 2022 NBA All Star Game. I’d imagine reader as kind of welll-known within their little group of players- maybe an IG model or something.

Warnings: All Characters involved are 18+ Minors DNI. Alcohol use, unprotected sex, NSFW Type beat, okay. Please don’t ever have sex unprotected with mfs who you don’t know of their body count LMAO especially NBA Players 💀💀💀

A/N: look man… all I’m saying is. I don’t even watch Euphoria but let me break down how my brain came up with this… the hot tub scene of everyone talking that was going around tiktok a couple weeks ago and seeing Melo and Jayson play on the same team at the All Star game = this one shot. Okay. That’s all I gotta say. Don’t ask me how my brain works but here we are. Plus I know there was a request for an All star game imagine so this is kinda close to that😏 also sorry if dialogue is iffy, there is a fine line between good dialogue and it getting cringe real fast lmao.

Another side note lmaooo when I write NSFW stuff I’m always like who tf am I ??? And what tf is this??? Like my mind did this this shit??💀 anyway enjoy ily 💖

After the 2022 NBA All-Star Game, some guys from Team Durant decided to get together and rent out a huge AirBnB mansion in Cleveland for the sake of the messy celebratory activities that would go down after the game. You had only come because you were friends with Devin Booker and some of your other girl friends were here as well. Although Team Durant lost, it still was a cause for celebration for it being Melo’s first All Star Game.

Most of the guests were inside socializing while you made your way out to the hot tub. Some were inside the house while others were chilling by the pool. The night had all around good vibes, but you needed a moment for yourself to recharge your social battery.

You sat in your seat, feeling the jets hit your back as you closed your eyes for a moment enjoying the warmth of the water as the air above you was cooling down now.

Your peaceful moment was quickly interrupted by splashing and your eyes shot open as Melo and Jayson hopped into the hot tub with you now, disrupting your peace.

“Ahhh what’s good, y/n,” Jayson nudged you before sitting down beside you. He was close enough for you to smell the alcohol on his breath.

You watched Melo as he did the same, sitting on the opposite side of you, making himself comfortable but keeping the bottle of Ciroc in his hand above the bubbling hot water.

“Shots all around,” Dejounte cheered, handing all of you guys mini red solo cups and leaning over the hot tub pouring up your shots.

“Woah woah, wait, should we?” Jayson asked Melo, clearly already tipsy.

“Fuck it,” Melo shrugged, settling aside the bottle he already had in hand.

You all took the shot at the same time and you made a face. Jayson called you out on it, nudging you to take another without making a face.

“Damn, give me a second,” you laughed.

Melo grabbed his bottle and poured you your shot in the same mini cup, slightly over filling it as some of it poured into the hot tub water.

“Aw shit,” he laughed. “My bad.”

You take the shot, feeling the warmth grow in your chest. They both studied your face awaiting your reaction. You sat back in your chair not giving them the satisfaction of them wanting to see you make a face.

“Awww shit, okay y/n,” Jayson chanted.

You shrugged, smiling at the pair. After how well they did after tonight’s game and seeing this all play out as how they chose to unwind after a national broadcasted game made you chuckle.

“What’s so funny, y/n?” Melo asked.

“Y’all are,” you replied while rolling your eyes.

Jayson wasn’t having your little attitude now, so he decided to tease you a bit.

“So you fucking with Devin now?” Jayson asked and you looked away, rolling your eyes.

“Shut up,” you sneered, looking the other way to peer around as you spotted Devin talking to Kendall in the distance of the yard.

They were happy and you knew they were. Having been together for over a year now. You tried your chance at Devin before he got with Kendall but it failed. You guys still remained close although it took awhile for you to get over your feelings for him.

“You’re fine as hell, y/n, if he won’t go for you I will,” Jayson shrugged, taking a sip out of his glass.

“Wow thanks, that means so much,” you reply sarcastically. Your eyes glanced over at Melo who was just sitting back processing the conversation. “He’s just my friend, I wouldn’t do Kendall like that.”

“Mmm, I’ve always thought you were so fine,” Jayson murmured, looking into your eyes now with full confidence. You weren’t buying into his act, although you know he’s insanely attractive and he was definitely loved by many, you knew he was kind of a whore.

But, if you got the chance to fuck him, you wouldn’t say no… so two could play at that game.

“You’re drunk, Jayson,” you mumbled, playfully pushing his face the other way.

“I’m good,” he chuckled, smiling sweetly at you. “I’m just being honest… you have options… Plenty of dick to go around.”

You glared at him then looked at Melo who was biting his lip and still remained silent, but refused to jump in and even attempt at defending you. You were ready to test the waters and walk away to attempt at exiting the conversation.

You got up out of your seat in the hot tub but felt one of them grab your hand.

“Y/N, stay,” Melo’s voice said. “Don’t listen to him he’s just talking shit.”

“I’m just trying to have fun and have a good night so…” you trailed off, still standing now.

Melo tugged your hand. “Go ‘head sit, it’s okay. We want you to have a good night. Jayson stop acting a damn fool, watch your mouth.”

“My fault,” he replied, lifting his hands up in defense, still with the smug grin on his face.

You were glad Melo finally spoke up, and you smiled proudly in response. They scooted closer to you now as you hesitantly sat back down and basically had to squeeze in between both their bodies in the water.

“Lemme try something,” Melo stated.

Melo hands Jayson the bottle and nods at him as if they agreed to something nonverbally. Melo uses has hand on your chin and tilts your head back slowly while Jayson poured the alcohol into your mouth. You swallowed all of it, using your hand to cover your mouth keeping any from escaping your lips.

“Aw shit,” you heard a voice from the pool say in reaction to the three of you.

You looked at the two of them, faces serious now as they had their eyes locked on your upper body, scanning their eyes from your exposed neck down to your breasts as they nearly spilled out of your bikini top, as you had not adjusted them after you had got out of the water.

They were both confident and fine as hell and they knew it. Thinking about how you would most likely not see them again after tonight, you didn’t seem to care about whatever the outcome might be. You wanted to make the best of it.

You don’t know where your sudden boldness came from but the heat of the moment and the alcohol in your system made you want both of them. With Jayson to the left of you and Melo to the right, you thought about the endless possibilities.

You looked at Jayson first, he caught on quick enough to the vibes and his lips found yours. His kissing style was very dominant, just as you suspected. His hand tugged at your hip in the water, pulling you closer. He was all about the soft lip biting in between kisses. Until you finally let go, the hunger was clear in his eyes.

You let go of the kiss then looked at Melo, devious grin already growing on his face anticipating the same thing coming for him.

You placed your hand on Melo’s shoulder. Jayson still kept his hands on your left thigh, rubbing on your smooth skin under the water before letting Melo take over. This kiss with Melo escalated quicker as he began using very much more tongue than Jayson. His hand slowly crept up as he gripped your upper thigh.

“That’s hot,” you heard another voice say from a distance and you giggled, wondering how many eyes were on the three of you at this point.

Feeling Melo’s lips and Jayson’s lips and comparing the two now made you think of all the ways you wanted to feel their lips on your body. You looked at the both of them feeling your heart rate increase as the desire you had for the two of them was growing by the minute.

At an attempt to get your lustful desires under control for a moment, You sank into your chair, closing your eyes and lowering yourself a little bit more to submerge your body into the water. You let out a small gasp as you felt kisses being planted on your neck for a moment, then they stopped.

A couple others hopped in the tub with you guys now, and the three of you decided to hop out and dry off. They stepped out first and helped you out, reaching out for your hand and having eyes connected to your breasts as they bounced as you wrung out your hair.

You all toweled off as those around you chattering drowned out the silence between the three of you. They looked at each other and nodded as if they both mutually agreed on something in their minds again. You looked up at how the two of them towered over you. Their chest were visibly still wet as the tiny beads of water shined in the darkness.

You knew this night was not quite done yet.

The three of you went inside the house and found one of the many empty rooms with neatly folded bedsheets as it had still been untouched by any other guests here tonight. The music playing from the main room slowly faded out as Melo shut the door behind him.

You fell back on the bed, watching the two of them wondering who would make the move first.

Jayson slowly pulled the string of your bikini top off as you used your hands to prop you up and you leaned back, they made their way closer to you now.

Their aroma was comforting, as they smelled like a mix of pool chlorine now and a lingering bit of both of their colognes.

Melo slid your bottoms off slowly as you adjusted yourself and laid back, he slowly lowered himself to meet face to face with your clit. As he started licking you slowly, you instantly let out a small gasp at the feeling. Your hands reached for his curls as you gripped them in between your fingers, arching your back in response.

Jayson sat beside you as he shook his shorts off his legs and he began to stroke his already hard dick, admiring the curves of your body and the look of your soft skin as you were laid out on the bed enjoying the feeling of Melo’s tongue devour you.

You turned around as you were on all fours now, as Melo began eating you out from the back while you started giving Jayson all of your attention. He rested his back against the headboard of the bed with his arm tucked behind his head. Your tongue grazed his tip and he licked his lips in response as his mouth was slightly parted now, quietly letting out soft moans.

You felt Melo adjusting himself behind you and as he did so, you slowly began quickening the pace on Jayson’s dick. He groaned softly in response, grabbing your hair as you slowly took more and more of him down your throat, he encouraged it with a gentle push.

Meanwhile Melo began slowly rubbing his tip along your folds, and you felt yourself grow wetter. As he entered all of himself into you, you moaned in response, and the vibrations of your soft moans sent waves of pleasure for Jayson.

“Fuck, y/n,” Jayson mumbled, pulling his lips between his teeth and tilting his head back admiring how good you looked taking all of him in your mouth now. You ran your free hand up his abs and grazed his chest. You glanced at the tattoos running up his legs, admiring his athletic build. His tan skin glowed even in the dim room.

Melo began quickening his pace now as he stroked into you, which led you to increase your pace on Jayson, he tugged you off of his dick and grabbed your face to kiss you again, as you continued to receive strokes from Melo, but Jayson wasn’t having it now and he wanted your pussy all to himself.

“C’mere,” Jayson demanded and you agreed without hesitation, Melo pulling himself out of you now, eyebrows furrowed feeling slightly annoyed as he wanted you to himself as well. You sat yourself on Jayson’s dick and moaned softly feeling him stretch you out in the place Melo’s dick was taking up space in, just moments before. His hands gripped on your hips now and his fingertips roughly pushed further into your skin as he couldn’t get enough of you.

You brought Melo’s tip to your mouth now, as you were already with a mouthful of spit, you licked on his tip and swirled your tongue around. His dick was longer but easier to fit in your mouth. You looked up at him through your lashes as he studied your pretty face, he smirked in response when he caught your glance.

“That shit feel good, y/n,” Melo said softly, taking his time thrusting into your mouth then quickly began abusing your throat rather than going slowly like Jayson did before him.

Riding Jayson grew more and more pleasurable as he heavily focused on making sure you felt good. He caressed your breasts from behind now, hands grazing your body as he kept his eyes on how your ass looked bouncing on his dick.

Melo’s hand gripped your throat and he forced you to look up at him, pulling his dick out of your mouth before leaning down to give you a long, wet kiss, spitting in your mouth before throat fucking you again, tears welled in your eyes as it all was growing to be too much.

It felt so good and you didn’t want to stop this moment.

Jayson was unable to hold back anymore as he pulled you off and came on your back as you leaned forward onto Melo’s dick.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Melo groaned, voice husky as he pulled himself out of your mouth and came on your face. Running his hands through his curls as he did so, you put him in your mouth one more time before he took himself out of your mouth again, unable to handle the feeling of your tongue on him again as his tip was already sensitive.

Jayson sat you on his face now, licking on your already overstimulated clit to make sure you wouldn’t walk away unsatisfied. Jayson kept going crazy, licking and sucking on your clit. Your legs shaking as you came but he kept going, way too dedicated in his role now but you weren’t complaining. You moaned louder as he increased his pace.

“Yeah yeah, we get it damn,” Melo muttered. Throwing his shirt back on.

You giggled, feeling your cheeks heat up as you processed how the heat of the moment just got the best between the three of you. They stood before you, chests moving up and down as they were trying to catch their breath.

“I told you there was plenty to go around,” Jayson finally spoke up as he shrugged. You threw the pillow that was on the bed at his face roughly before he could catch it.

The three of you laughed together. There was no way you would ever forget this night.

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ramp-it-up · 3 years ago

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Babe, are you taking requests? I’m desperately in need of some Rafa love 😩 Help!

Anything for you, love!

F*****g Sound

Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Holly Woods

Summary: You love to hate Rafael Casal. And now everyone knows.

Word Count 2K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT! Read at your own risk, mutual pining, innuendo, explicit talk, explicit pics, masturbation, fingering, spit play, hooking up at a party. Breeding kink if you squint, orgasm denial. Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

For more context read the Holly Rafa fics here.

A/N: This is the beginning of the Arrivals/Fresh Squeeze/ GOAT series mashup that was supposed to be published last year. 😬 I am inspired by Rafa’s IG stories that make it seem as if he is Lucky Daye’s album Candy Drip on Replay. Hope you like it @lonelydance

Notice: I no longer operate a taglist. Follow @rampitupandread to be notified when I post. DO NOT COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY WORK!

“So what, Holly? “

Rafael snapped his fingers,

”No one ever snapped their fingers…”

Rafa held his hand up and snapped. You glared at him. But you had to clench your thighs when he did it. You remembered how fast you got on your knees for him that one time at your apartment.

“And you came?”

He looked at you intensely.

As usual, You and Rafael were in deep conflict in the middle of your friend’s gathering, a small circle watching the sexual tension snap crackle and pop between you two.

“You’re telling me that no man has ever snapped their fingers and gotten you to do anything sexually? Just like that?”

He did it again.

Damn him, you thought. You cocked your hip and decided to play it off.

“Never met a man who had that kind of power.”

Rafa smiled and bright his drink to his lips, forcing your eyes there as well. ‘It’s on,’ he thought.

“Well. We need to find you someone who can do that for you.”

Rafa turned to the hostess.

“Naomi, you got anyone for your friend?”

Naomi was laughing at you both.

“You need to chill, I’m sure Holly can handle her own sex life.”

Then she heard UTK calling her from the game room.

You smiled, choosing violence.

“She’s right. But I don’t remember the last time I had quality sex…”

Then you smiled at Rafa, who was clenching his jaw right now, fully swole. You were baiting him because you had just let him hit last night.

You walked out of the room. Rafa watched the sway in your hips, looking as if he’d set the world on fire.

Rafa had to put his hand in his pocket, because your attitude was getting him rock hard. He stood and seethed for a few as he stared after you.

Rafa looked up at Daveed who just shook his head, put his hands up and went to the game room. Fuck it, he would striaghten you out, he thought as he stalked out of the room and took out his phone.

“So they fuckin.”

Lindy leaned over and whispered to Daveed in the other room. He smiled down at her.

“Genius Ass.”

He smirked.

“The jig is they think it’s just physical, you know FWB, although I’m prettyyyy sure they're in love. But they are both too boneheaded to admit it.”

Lindy laughed.

“But it’s so obvious. That right there is passion. They got it bad.”

She looked around.

“Why doesn’t anyone else see it?”

D chuckled.

“Because everyone really thinks Rafa and Holly can’t stand each other. And they are very convincing. Remember Rafa is an award winning actor. Holly is a woman.”

Daveed dodged a smack across the head, laughing because Lindy had to jump. She flipped him a bird and attempted to walk off.

D grabbed her hand and pulled her back to him and pointed to his lips. She tried to have an attitude, staring at his lips, but then kissed them and fell into his embrace. Then they continued watching the show.

You were staring out of the window, keyed up from your interaction with Rafa. Why did he need to be such an asshole in public?

You felt your phone vibrate and took it out to see a message from Rafa. You shook your head, opened it and then hid it in your hands and made sure no one was near you.

He’d sent a dick pick. From the guest room. The text message read: Let me make it up to you.

You shook your head again, angry now. He didn’t have it like that. No.

But then you pulled your phone out again and your pussy throbbed. You were indeed addicted.

Daveed and Linden watched you go into the same room that Rafa went into and grinned at each other over their drinks.

You stepped in the room and turned on the light. There was Rafa, in his suit, with his dick out and stroking.

“So you came. Oh but I didn’t snap my fingers, I just snapped a pic.”

He was going to town, staring at you and holding you captive with his blue green eyes. Jealousy was here.

“W-what is this all about Rafael? Nathan?”

You’d told Rafa that you’d met up with your ex when you went home to Houston last week.

“I told you, we didn’t…. We just had coffee.”

You closed your mouth because both you and Rafa remembered what happened on your coffee date.

“Rafa, it doesn’t matter. It has nothing to do with our situation. That is not what this is.”

Feelings bubbled up but Rafa pushed them down. This was just fucking, right?

“Cool, so, if I was to put my dick in your mouth, would you swallow all my cum, or would you rather let me aim it at your face, or your tits?”

No matter how insecure he was about this situation you two were in, he was confident of his game.

Cash was a panting feral sex monster right now and he had you right where he wanted you.

You were got. Good and got. You watched Rafa jacking his dick and your knees got weak.

“I…”

You wanted all of that. Your mind was blanking.

“Come here.”

You moved toward him obediently and stood between his legs watching him grip himself, watching as he slid his fist up and down, causing the head to play peekaboo with you between his thumb and forefinger. It was so thick and pink and dripping with pre cum. You wanted to clean it up. He watched your face and when you licked your lips he knew.

“I think I dreamt one time that when I snapped my fingers you dropped to your knees and gave me the best head I've ever had in my LIFE! Unnnghh.”

Rafa moaned and you watched as a little more spurted out, ready. He watched you and knew that he had you where he wanted.

“But I guess I must have been tweaking.”

Any other time, you would have cussed him the fuck out, but you put yourself into this situaion. Dripping in your best friend’s guest room with your avowed enemy.

“Want some?”

You nodded, near desperate.

“Here.”

Rafa reached his hand up and put two fingers in your mouth. He used the same rhythm that he was stroking himself and you sucked his fingers like it was going out of style, dribbling saliva down his fingers and your shirt.

“Just nasty.”

Rafa’s eyes were glazed and he pulsed harder in his hand.

“Fucking love that mouth.”

Suddenly, he shifted, grabbed your waist and moved your body down to the bed, sliding his hand down to your hip to your thigh, which he hoisted up and out to have you exposed to the room.

Rafael lay beside you and pulled your other leg open, appreciating the view. His heart started beating a mile a minute.

“Holly Marie Woods! You don’t have any panties on! What kind of party did you think you were coming to?”

You didn’t answer his question.

“W-what if someone hears us?”

“Holly, I don't care 'bout who's around, I just want you, here, right now, I need to hear you make that fuckin' sound.”

“Oh, yessss.”

Rafa’s heart raced. Maybe you did want him as much as he wanted you. Maybe…

His hand was on your thigh and moving north. His long fingers skimmed your sex, and met the emerging wetness there. You started sucking his fingers even harder as two of his other fingers sunk into you.

”Unnnghhhhh!”

Rafa felt like he was going to pass out as he felt your velvet walls. His dick throbbed. He got up on his knees between yours, pulled his fingers slowly out of your mouth and used your saliva to add to your wetness as he massaged your clit. He felt your pussy quiver and he smirked at his power. This was the shit, this electricity between you.

“Fuck--”

Rafa clamped his hand over your mouth as you started to shout, stopping what he was doing.

“Shut your mouth. You may be right. Don’t want anyone to know, do we?”

Rafa leaned up and placed your thighs in his hand and hiked them up so that you were bent in half. He took in your wide eyes. He moved his hand as he lined up with your cunt.

“Is that what you want? For me to fuck you until you make that fucking sound in your throat that makes me shoot gallons of cum inside you?”

“Yes, please. I need it.”

Rafa snapped his hips and plunged into you, stopping immediately because of the sensation. This was not in his plan.

“Shit Holly. I can’t believe that ol’ dude didn’t think about having this again. You can’t give away my exclusive benefits. That’s just rude. I know its not my pussy…”

Rafa pounded you a good five times until you were gasping for air and the next thrust would send him over the edge. You moaned that your edge was there too.

“But they are my benefits.…”

“Y-yes. Your benefits. But my pussy.”

Fuck, that made him mad.

“Hold your fucking ankles around your ears,” he growled as he used his arms to gain more leverage to fuck you harder into the mattess.

You felt your insides quiver as you clenched at the command. You made that sound. The sound that haunted his mind when you were not around. That’s how he knew he was in love. He should record it and put it on a loop to make a song, but you weren’t Apollonia, and he wasn’t Prince.

When your eyes started rolling back into your skull and he started fantasizing of watching his cum drip out of your cunt, he pulled out, and stood up as he panted. His dick was bobbing and weaving and trying to pull him back into your pussy, but he stayed strong. He watched your outrage as you were snatched back from the edge yet again.

Your outrage didn’t quite match his as he thought of another man knowing you intimately.

“What the hell Rafa...”

“I just wanted a sample my present. They will be wondering where we are. Gotta get back to the party.”

You stared at him as if he had grown antlers. Not him leaving you unsatisfied. You huffed and then started to reach for your clit.

“I wouldn’t do that.”

Rafael didn’t elaborate, but the tone of his voice made you stop.

“Get up, fix yourself and go back to the party.”

You had no words for him, glaring at his back as he went to wash his hands and fix his hair as you got up and straightened your dress.

“Perhaps someone will snap their fingers later and you’ll get to cum.”

You pussy throbbed as he said the words.

“Damnit Rafa.”

Rafa didn’t say anything else as you went to the restroom and wiped up your lipstick, which was smeared, and as got your purse to put some more on. Rafa knew for certain that he was in love and that it was hopeless. If he said anything, you could have your pick of guys with no feels. He tried to climb out of it.

You made sure your hair was good as he stood at the door, too much of a gentleman, despite the rude things he just did to you, to leave you alone. He stared at you a minute, taking in your prettiness, realizing there was no getting out of this pit of love.

“What?” You cocked your head at him.

“Look, Holly, I…”

You stopped him.

“Let’s not spoil the night. You’re right, let’s go back out there.”

Rafa shut his mouth and nodded.He reached for the knob, opened the door, and were greeted by Naomi and UTK, crazy looks on their faces, and Daveed and Lindy literally eating popcorn and watching behind them.

“Holyyyyyy Shit!”

UTK was bugging. Naomi was looking at you as if you betrayed her.

She may have been right.

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itsivyberry · 4 years ago

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no longer his

Mako x f!nonbender!reader

Part 2 of number 1 supporter

request: could you please do a part two of number 1 supporter please. like what happens with Korra added to the picture? 🥺👉👈 (i absolutely loved it btw! great job!!! ❤️❤️❤️) [ @xxspqcebunsxx ]

a/n: thank you so much!!! I’m so glad you wanted another part, I’m so sorry it took so long! enjoy <3

warnings: heartbreak, Korra being a home wrecker and not my favorite person 😬 Mako also being a bitch, Bolin being the best ever. Some major descriptions of physical pain due to strong emotions ig

summary: Korra coming to Republic City not only ruffled many citizens, but also jeopardized Mako and Y/N’s relationship.

word count: 1276

song recs: it’s not the same anymore - rex orange county, another love - tom odell

gif credit: @bolin-hits-rockbottom

Korra coming to Republic City wasn’t all that bad, really. Bolin had already become fast friends with her before he knew her title.

Y/N and Mako were doing just fine, for the most part. Y/N continued to watch the pro-bending matches and practices. The only difference was that Korra began to watch with her, mesmerized by the swift movements of the brothers.

Korra hit it off well with Y/N. Neither of them had any issues, but Y/N made it obvious which one of the brothers was taken. Bolin was very forward with the avatar, making advances to get closer with her. Y/N was rooting him on, while Mako wasn’t the biggest fan of her. Y/N couldn’t quite pinpoint why Mako was such a jerk to her, especially since Korra was so nice to all of them and thanked them profusely for being her first friends in the city. His mood had decreased significantly since she first showed up before one of his matches, and it was taking a toll on Y/N’s attitudes as well.

~.•*✰

When Bolin began to show Korra how to bend during a match, Y/N could notice that she was almost trying to impress Mako with her bending skills. Y/N began to grow extremely insecure, her non-bending suddenly becoming something she was ashamed of. There was never any issues with her not being able to bend, especially when hanging out with Mako and Bolin, but now Korra was suddenly making her very self conscious about herself.

These feelings started piling up. Y/N felt sick whenever she went to pro-bending matches, worried that Mako would suddenly decide to take an interest in her instead of his beloved girlfriend.

It wasn’t long ago when Y/N thought Mako was going to propose, and now some random girl from the Southern Water Tribe showed up, introduced herself as the Avatar, and put a wall between the lovers.

Korra was also leading on Bolin, which made Y/N’s dislike for her grow tremendously. She had been hanging out with him, making advances with him, and accepting every date he threw in her direction, yet still disregarded his attraction to her and used him to get closer to Mako.

Y/N saw right through this, and would often confide in her old friend, Lu, from school that lived in Republic City.

“Maybe the Avatar just wants to be close with an earth bender and a fire bender.” Lu had tried to tell Y/N.

“No, I’m telling you. Bolin really likes her but she’s after Mako. I don’t know why she isn’t understanding that I’ve been with him for a very long time and that he won’t leave me for her.” But oh, how Y/N was so incredibly wrong in that moment.

Not only did Korra manage to break Bolin’s heart, but she soon enough ripped Mako and Y/N’s relationship to pieces when Bolin was on his way to get her flowers.

~•.*✰

“She’ll love these, Bo! They are gorgeous. Don’t you think so, Pabu?” Y/N gushed, picking a flower from the bouquet and lifting it up to the fire ferret who was sitting on her shoulder to smell. Pabu took a big whiff, squeaking and nodding in approval.

“Thanks, Y/N. And thank you, Pabu. Let’s go give these to her! I’m so nervous, but so excited!” Bolin exclaimed, practically vibrating with anxiousness about the girl he really and truly fell for.

As they walked throughout the city to the bending arena, they spoke on and on about anything and everything. Y/N had always gotten along with Bolin famously, which helped boost her and Mako’s relationship.

They reached the arena, and curled around the back near the large patio that overlooks the water and Air Temple Island. The sun had set almost half an hour ago, leaving a gorgeous array of oranges, yellows, and reds in the sky that reflected off the calm water’s surface. City lights were twinkling throughout the sky, and stars began to appear faintly.

“It’s a perfect night to do this. Wish me luck, Y/N/N!” Bolin turned, controlling his breathing and still shaking with anticipation.

Y/N passed Pabu onto his shoulders and adjusted the bouquet. “Good luck, you’ll do amazing. Just tell her how you feel and give her the bouquet!”

“Oh, please walk a bit further with me! You can hide behind one of the pillars, I’m just too nervous!” Bolin gasped out, out of breath from the nerves. Y/N begrudgingly agreed, eager to get upstairs and visit Mako.

She walked slowly along the edge of the railing, keeping an eye on Bolin as he walked.

But, something had stopped him in his tracks. His face grew immensely disappointed, angry, sad, and a whole jumble of emotions Y/N couldn’t name. Tears welled up in his eyes, the dim light on the walls making his eyes glisten. Bolin glanced over at her, his bottom lip trembling.

She hesitantly peeking out from behind the pillar, and was frozen just as much as he was.

There, right in front of the beautiful scenery, was Korra, macking her very own dearest Mako. A small puff of air escaped her lungs as she took a larger step towards the scene, dropped her arms & shoulders in defeat.

The very thing Y/N didn’t think would happen had came true. Her boyfriend, her love, her future, had cheated on her, with the very girl he had absolutely no previous interest of even being friends with.

Bolin blinked, and tears dropped to the marble ground. Y/N was crying now too, as she suddenly watched her future crash and burn. The two ahead of them broke apart, a smile growing on both of their faces.

That was, until Korra had looked behind Mako and saw the two people she was avoiding. Bolin, crying and holding a now messy bouquet that had been ruined by the wind, and Y/N, who was crying watching Korra help Mako cheat on her.

Korra never had any issues with Y/N. She’d always looked up to the girl, who had always gave so much love wherever she went and was never discouraged from people who made fun of her lack of bending abilities. But now, she had ruined any chance of being friends with her after she ruined the beautiful relationship of Mako and Y/N.

Mako was confused, and turned around to meet the eyes of his devastated brother and heartbroken girlfriend.

“Oh, no, no, no-!” Mako said, panic and realization setting in as he reached for his girlfriend. “This isn’t what it looks like!”

He was now running towards her, the tears streaming down her face more visible as he got closer. He stopped in front of her, putting his hands on her shoulders.

“I saw everything. This,” Y/N motioned between the two of them, “is over. Don’t ever speak to me again.” She turned and left, crossing her arms over her stomach to try to alleviate some of the pain that was reverberating through her chest.

“Bolin, please!” Mako’s voice cracked, turning to his brother to reason. Bolin angrily threw the bouquet at his feet, more tears falling on the slick ground.

“How could you?” Bolin asked quietly, furrowing his brows at Mako. He quickly turned and followed Y/N, catching up with her to comfort her.

Mako watched, defeated and absolutely broken, as his brother and girlfr- ex girlfriend walked away from him in tears and sorrow.

There was no recovering from this, and he soon realized he lost the love of his life and his very best friend, along with his last remaining family member that he loved so dearly.

And it was all because of the damned Avatar.

~•.*✰

a/n: okay so I really don’t like Korra like at all, I’m sorry if you do but I really don’t like her 😃 she’s my least favorite character in the atla universe so it was only fit that I wrote a literal hate fanfic about her. anyways Mako is a bitch in this but I love Bolin so I hope you enjoyed 🙄 also thank you for requesting, it meant a lot that you wanted more about a small silly little blurb I wrote from a separate request!! love you all <33

#legend of korra mako #legend of korra bolin #the legend of korra #legend of korra #avatar korra #korra x reader #mako x you #mako #mako x reader #lok mako #lok bolin #mako fanfic #mako smut #mako x korra #bolin x y/n #bolin

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ebonyslasher · 4 years ago

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Jealousy

Slashers getting jealous of their s/o being flirted with

Could you do something pretty cliche: "What if they're jealous?" and I was also wondering if you could add BabyFace (The Hills Run Red)

Note: This was a request from a comment on my Ao3 from some time ago. I’ll only do that once- all other request will have to be through my tumblr so that they are all in one place.

It's not a secret that Michael is possessive, especially over anything that he obsesses over or hold dear

But damn, does it really come out when he's jealous

Thankfully he doesn't get jealous too often. He's normally a pretty chill guy.

However, it's well known that serial killers act on their urges. And whenever someone hit on you, it really pops out

Each person that hits on you gets out on his kill now list.

If he can, he will just go ahead and delete their existence from earth 🌎

If not, he will pick yo ass up and walk away

He will be rough with you cause he's angry. Nothing full out abusive but you will have some bruising and tender spots from his strong ass grip

Once he's home, he'll calm down a bit. But you won't be leaving the house for a few days. Fuck you thought? He was gonna let you roam after that? You won't leave until he feels secure...and he won't tell you when

If he's stalking you in Haddonfield, then he'll sit back and watch.

Mostly because Loomis and the police are always on his ass, but also out of curiosity. He wants to see what you do.

He feels proud when you ignore or brush them off with a sly comment

On a more realistic note, he gets paranoid about stuff like that. Even if y'all have been together for a while enough to trust that you wouldn't turn him in.

With all that control and power he consistently looms over your head, you're actually the one who hold the most power. Financially, socially, and mentally.

He's afraid of you going off with someone who was better for you in those subjects than he was. He even gets disgusted thinking about you with someone else. Makes his stomach turn. Ironic since dude used to eat rats.

Just know that you're very important to him

His childish attitude is an everyday occurrence. This we all know

However, the combo of his childish ways + true anger is something you've never seen before. Until he gets jealous

Oooo real jealous too. He has a good bit of hard hitting insecurities that come from his face, how he acts, what he feels he can't do for you, and his social skills.

Basically he feels like he's a hindrance for you relationship wise. 😓

Since he doesn't get to be around people in public, he targets the grocery boy and people on social media

When he gets in that mean green mood, he's always repeating to you that "you're mine!" And that no one else should matter

He esp hates the grocery boy, watching him blush when he sees you makes him almost black out

“If it wasn't for the fact that the pink faced cunt delivered our groceries, I would've stuck a knife up his shitty bum. Wanker.”

😨

Brahms does get a bit scary and intense. He'll destroy anything he can get his hands on

He wouldn't raise his hands at you, but he will restrain you against the wall so that you have to hear what he has to say.

Tracks your likes and activities on every social media handle you have. He hated it when IG took away that feature where you could see people's likes.

God forbid he's looking in your phone and sees any dms.....you def not getting any sleep that night

Brahms will DM and reply to people hatefully if they are flirting with you under your post/photos

“ So sexy~ ❤️❤️you should come to Paris where I could show you a good time”

“Just because you see a peng person on the internet doesn’t mean you gotta fuck them and comment those BITCH hearts. They’re mine, you FRENCH PIG”

Honestly, his comments are embarrassing. You’ve told him to cool it multiple times, since he’s the only one you want.

Usually calms down after hearing that and wants to cuddle with you

Ghostface Dbd

[Ghostface did not like that]

Danny is livid. Jealousy makes him so angry that he just snaps mentally. You’re usually the one who gets yelled later

If he sees some rando flirting with you, he will just stop and watch. Might whisk you away when his temper starts getting to a boiling point

He’ll put on a façade😐 like he’s unbothered until y’all are alone......by then, it’s a whole different story

Danny will lash out at you if you didn’t give the ‘correct’ response to the flirting.

As if someone flirting with you was your fault in the first place

“I don't know why you’re so upset! I ignored them and walked off!’

“You’re supposed to tell them that you’re taken and would never be interested, genius. GOD! I can’t leave you alone for one second!”

This keeps going on.....and on.....and on until he tires himself out.

Might call you names like bitch, idiot, etc. Just disrespectful shit flying out of his mouth.

If you start crying, he will stop and try to comfort you. He’ll apologize for everything he’s said. Deny him and things won’t end pretty

If you start cussing his ass out, he will stop. Mostly because he’s stunned. Depending on how much you go in, he’ll argue back or just shut up.

And to the individual that flirted with you- Danny has memorized what they look like. Will use his skills to find out their identity, schedule, where they live, etc.

Stalks and torments them for a day or two before he strikes.

Records himself stabbing them to death and cutting out their tongue. He has a great time doing it since he’s snickering the whole time.

He keeps the video to himself- it’s in a file that’s dedicated to anyone that’s every flirted with you

Babyface Killer (The Hills Run Red)

*Never seen the movie and wasn’t too much about his personality but I tried by best*

Not much of a talker- due to his face being horribly disfigured. But his actions will let you know when he’s displeased about something

He saw some rednecks come across you while you were on a walk. They kept hounding you - saying slick sexual comments and trying to get you to come home with them.

You kept saying no, trying to go back the way you came.

Babyface sees one trying to grab at you and he just springs into action

His movements are sharp and stiff when he comes up and butchers him. Slices and dices like he’s on a cooking show

Once he’s done, he sharply looks at you and picks you up

He won’t let you leave the land for a few days, heavily monitoring you the whole time.

If you’re allowed to go outside, he will be there right beside you while you’re doing stuff.

Although he’s glad that you didn’t give into their flirting, he’s still upset that it happened. He knows he isn’t the best partner for you. He’s afraid you’ll run off with someone, leaving him behind with a shed full of curing dead bodies.

Cause if you try to leave and he finds out....he won’t hesitate to sacrifice you. Especially if it can impress his father.

#slasher x reader #michael myers #brahms heelshire #ghostface #babyface killer #slasher x black reader #michael myers x reader #brahms x reader #danny johnson #danny johnson x reader #ghostface x reader #babyface killer x reader #dead by daylight #the hills run red

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meloswifeyyy · 4 years ago

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Relationship Alphabet

A - Attitude

Who often has the worst Attitude ?

Well, you obviously. Most of the time because you are hungry or you and Melo just got out of an argument. Melo usually fucks the attitude out of you anywhere, anytime tho.

B - Baby

Who wants Babies the most - first ?

Melo. He often jokes about having kids or when you are having sex he would whisper in your ear “You trynna have my babies?” or “You boutta have my babies ” when he nuts in you. He says that he wants 3 or more. You only want 2. You arent rushing into it.

C - Crying

Who Cries the most in the relationship ?

You. You often cry alone when you miss Melo when he is at away games for so long. Or when your BP triggers, Melo would comfort you. When watching sad movies, or when someone you love dies. Tears of joys appear here and there. Or when you get into arguments and Melo says something wrong or disrespectful out of madness.

D - Dates

Who has the best Date spots ?

Melo. He would often take you to fancy restaurants in L.A or Miami, or wherever you guys went. Or take you shopping at an expensive place. He would do dates at home like watching movies, have you cook dinner because he cant cook for shit, or he would have a bath waiting on you.

E - Eat

Who Eats the most ?

You. You know damn well you cant survive without food. Its the 2nd best thing that has ever happened to you besides life and Melo. Cant even survive a night. If you would wake up in the middle of the night and get hungry and go to kitchen and try to sneak some food without waking Melo up, he would hear it and go to the kitchen and scare you, picking you up over his shoulder with one arm, and with the other putting the food away carrying you back to the bed because its a little to early in the morning to be eating.

F - Freak

Who is the Freakiest ?

Both of you. You being the only girl that can fuck Melo like you do, and being the only girl Melo is sexually, physically, and mentally attracted to no other girl can do it like you.10/10 in bed. Now Melo on the other hand is a demon in bed. His strokes, hitting your G - Spot constantly with you feeling it in your guts. His 9 inch is almost always on hard when he is around you. And his tongue is crazy, going in and out and on the pearl AT THE SAME TIME. Crazy right. Spelling his name out on you. He loves when you scratch his back up or give him hickeys everywhere. 10000/10. Makeup sex is the best.

G - Games

Who wins the most games ?

Melo. He would always dare you to a game of Call of Duty or Fortnite to see who would win first. And he would always win. When you would play a game of Uno you would often win and he would be mad the rest of the day due to his competitiveness. But any other game he would win.

H - Happy

Who is the Happiest in the relationship ?

Both of you. You are always happy when you guys are around each other. Even when you guys just got done arguing you are still happy that he is in your presence. Melo on the other hand is always happy with you around him, he loves to cuddle with you. Its one of his favorite thing to do. He just loves that you are in his presence. You are his other half.

I - Irreplaceable

Who is the most Irreplaceable ?

You would say Melo but Melo would say you. Melo knows how to deal with you more than anyone else does. He knows all your spots and what you like and dont like. He notices all of your flaws and sees the good and beautiful in them. He knows your body, mind, and soul. No man has a better or brighter or bigger smile than him. He always brightens the mood. You on the other hand are different. A big beautiful smile. You know how to deal with Melo when he is sad, looses a game. You can tell when he is lying or telling the truth just by looking through his eyes. You know how to make him happy. You are the best he has ever had.

J - Jaded

Who gets the most Jaded after doing something ?

Melo. He usually gets really bored after sitting in the house all day. He really wants to leave the house and do something fun but usually its night time and you would be taking a nap or would be sleep.

K - Kisses

Who gives the most kisses?

Melo. He is always so clingy and that comes with all the kisses in the world. He kisses you all over your face in your sleep, even when you are sleep he gives you kisses. He loves to kiss all over your body.

L - Love

Who fell in love the fastest?

Melo. He had always had a crush on you and everyone knew you were the one for him. You just didn’t know it until you two started dating. He’s always making sure you are good. He loves your hugs. He was the first one to say “I love you”. He want kids you to have all 10 of his kids.

M - Motivation

Who gives the most motivation?

You. When melo is going to a game and is not having a good feeling about it you motivate him to push through it and win for you. 9/10 he will win or get a lot of points for you.

N - Night Owl

Who is more of a Night Owl?

Both of you. Sometimes when his ADHD is on 10 you guys stay up and listen to music, play games, go on ig live, or just fuck for 7 hours straight. Sometimes you have to tell him to got to sleep or put him to sleep (😏) because he has a game tomorrow and needs all the rest and energy he can get. It also the same for you.

O - Oral Sex

Who gives Oral Sex the most?

Melo. Trust me, you give him head a lot and it’s amazing, 10/10. But melo loves giving you head. He loves to spell his name out on you. Loves to see the faces to make you scream and shout. Loves sharing your cream with you (🥲). He loves to climb under the blanket while you are sleep for some breakfast in bed. Maybe even dinner. His lips make it even better. So glad he don’t got them white genes in his lips (😋😭).

P - Perfect

Whos perfect?

Obviously, no ones perfect but God (🙏🏾). But in your eyes no one else is better for you except melo. You couldnt imagine living life without him. Cant imagine what anyones elses kids would look like with you but. No relationship is perfect. Melo sees you as perfect. Your body. Your style. Your personality. He absolutely loves your touch. He loves touch but for you loving your touch is an understatement. He couldnt imagine his kids with anyone else but you. Cant imagine getting married with anyone else. When you guys get into arguments and sleep in seperate rooms. You barely get sleep because all you can think about is each other. How perfect you guys are for one another.

Q - Q? (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it.)

R - Relate

What traits do you guys have a like each other?

A lot. Both of your favorite food is Chicken tacos. You both love a good game of Uno. You both love sex. Duhh. Both of you guy’s love language is touch. Love playing fortnite together. Love listening to music and taking drives together. Both love lil uzi (we pretending yall💀). Just in general you guys are very alike.

S - Sex

(No question for this one lol. Y’all already know how we is round hea nahhmeannn😭)

The sex. Omgggg. The first time you and melo had sex was. So amazing. Can’t ever forget that moment. Melo is always so horny. Morning sex is the best. Sometimes a little top at the red light can turn into a few rounds in back of the McDonalds parking lot. Lucky enough all his windows tinted as hell. Or in the Victoria’s Secret fitting rooms. You guys could be listening to Chris Brown and he would really take you down, fuck you back to sleep, switch up the tempo, or make you wet the bed (i’m laughing hard ash). The hickeys. The high sex. Drunk sex (drunnnnkkk in lovvveee). Car sex. Balcony sex. All over the house sex ( i got bars.) Mad sex and Make up sex. I could go on. Sex with me so amazinggggg. (i was listening to this song while writing this one💀😫😫😫)

T - Trips

Who likes taking trips internationally?

Melo. He love to take you and a yearly or even monthly vacay. Just you and him. Turks and Caicos. Bora Bora. Jamaica. Iceland. Japan. Africa. Anywhere where you can get away from the world. The different places. The hotels. Being able to fuck anywhere and everywhere. The pools. The different air. (united states ait is so boring). The new food. The animals. You guys love the new places. He loves to see you happy and with a smile on your face.

U - U (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it.)

V - V (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it again.)

W - Right the Wrongs

Who rights their wrongs after an argument?

Usually it would be you first. If you said something that was out of pocket or melo didnt like you woukd quickly apologize. He would forgive you and still cuddle and kiss you and stuff because thats what he does. Tease you. But he would ignore you until he actually forgave you in his head. Melo would apologize and give you some bomb ass d for and apology. Or make that cute face that you can’t resist.

X - (Can’t find a word for X. Give me a suggestion and i will edit it)

Y - Young

Who acts like a Young ass child?

Both of you actually. That’s what makes you love each other the most. The laughs and jokes, the tv shows, everything you could think of. It’s nothing wrong with it at all. Y’all are always gonna bust a joke out at the right time. Maybe sometimes even the wrong time. (damn, double homicide). You guys love laughing with each other.

Z - ZZZ

Who has the worst sleeping habits?

Probably Melo. If you scooted over him even a little bit, he would probably scoot back closer to you or pull you back over to him. And the only con of that is he snores a lot. (Why this nigga snore with his mouth open?🤨💀). Sometimes if he was awake and you werent he would kiss all over you. He loves to lay on your 🍒.

Y’all welcome. I haven’t pose the one of these in a minute. This took me a whole month and a half. I’m tired as hell. 💀

#lamelo ball #melo imagine #lamelo imagine

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