#my babys my girls my bookies...

[citrusacidic]

watched season 2 ep2-4 i need to talk abt it so spoilers in the tags of this post lol [and i will just keep adding stuff btw]

[astoldbychae]

Papa, I missed you. 🤤

...and you, I missed your pregnant ass too. 🙄 (I'm only rolling my eyes because I'm not ready for another infant)

[sweetronancer]

me if i had to be normal about nancy wheeler for once

[nor-4]

The "B" word trend - Formula one and Reader

A/N: @23victoria when i saw her posts i immediately think of this one so thanks to her! Love her works sm

⋆.˚ Max Verstappen

"Hey everyone, love say hi to the camera." You informed max as you touched his legs to catch his attention, "Hi guys" He waved into the camera throwing out a smile.

"So i saw this trend on tiktok.." You started talking while arranging your bag that is on your lap trying to distract you from nervousness, "Yes.." Max nodded as he turns to look at you.

"If i gave you the permission to say the B word, how would you call me?" You stated as you were looking out the window and back to him.

"What i always call you beautiful, what do you mean permission?" Max looked at you with his typical confused look, "No babe what. I meant by you know the curse word." You giggled as you lightly pushed his face away who was about an inch away from you.

"Oh that, i would never say that to you even you say that to me." He shrugged laughing too, "Called me once a bitchy whore for wearing my suit and an attitude." he faced the camera as if he is complaining to the viewers before ending the video.

⋆.˚ Logan Sargeant

"If i let you say the B word, how would you say it?" You asked him on ig live while eating beside him, "B word? Bookie? Bookie you look good and shit." Logan continued as he is looking for an answer on your reaction. He isn't fond to these kind of trends but he knows damn well what pookie and bookie is.

"You know bookie but you don't know the b word." You questioned him.

username11: Bye i didn't know this is how the trend is supposed to go

loganlover34: Logan chronically online confirmed?

⋆.˚ George Russell

"So if i let you say the B word, how would you say it?" You asked george and oh boy he is ready as he already seen that trend earlier this morning.

"Okay it's something like this. Biiitch you look so fucking gorgeous or Bitch! You look so fucking gorgeous girl." George sassed waving out his fingers infront of you, "Aw you look like a little twink georgeyy." You stated pressing the e on the nickname as you know how much it cringe him off.

"Eugh, you are taking a piss." George pointed out at you with a disgust changing out his mood, til this day it still makes you laugh on how he acts like the videos of Paul and Morgan on tiktok.

⋆.˚ Lando Norris

: Babe, random thought. If i let you say the B word to me, how would you say it?

Lando reading the text out loud for the stream cause he couldn't show to everyone what contains you conversation. "Oh i think i know this one, It would be like. I love you bitch, ain't never gonna stop loving you bitch." He is saying what he is typing as his friends talk to the background.

Lando: It would be liek. I love you bich, ain't never gona stop loving you bicht.

: You are typing bich baby, that doesn't count.😭😭😭

"You are typing bich. Like bich, what the hell is that spelling right there. That's so british." He yelled at the mic reading out that one typo and ignoring the other.

⋆.˚ Carlos Sainz

"So would you call me the B word if i let you?" You asked facing the phone at him, he is very familiar of this kind of trend as the ferrari hospitality is flooding him with trends especially the "Watch carlos for a second" video.

"Bello. That's the b word i will call you." He smiled very proud of his answer, "Noo you know what b word I'm talking about carlos."

"Bebita, you know papa will kill me if he ever found out I'll call you something like that." It's true though Carlos senior already threatened him about saying things like that around you and to you. "But you know-"

"No. Bello that's the word." he cut you off.

⋆.˚ Daniel Ricciardo

"I already told you danny i wouldn't do anything if you say it." You have been laughing for solid straight 10 minutes now ever since you asked that question, "Bii... Honey i really can't say it." Daniel is like that one Noah and Lori video and that's why you are laughing because of the resemblance.

"Come on, do you want me to cheer for you?" You teased him as he has been jumping, walking, running or just doing anything other than saying the B word.

"Sorry i just couldn't bring myself to say it, okay i lost." He shrugged defeated before slumping down to your feet resting his head on your lap hugging your legs as if his life depends on it.

⋆.˚ Lewis Hamilton

"So how would you say the B word to me?" You have been asking the same question for fifteen times now as he is trying to avoid that question by changing the subject or asking something back at you.

"No i wouldn't say it it's either you will cry or you will be aroused." Lewis said before slumping down the sofa beside you and roscoe beside you.

"Lewis, what?"

"What, who said that?" him acting cool as he wrap his arm around you waist eventually reaching up to roscoe cuddling up the both of you as if you guys are the most fragile and comfortable thing ever in the world.

⋆.˚ Charles Leclerc

"If i gave you permission to say the B word, how would you say it?" You asked charles and yes it is a very easy question for him as cursingg at your significant others isn't a thing for him it will never be and he thinks that everyone thinks like that too.

"Hello beautiful." He answered before biting into his food, "That's sweet, but not that b word. The other one you know" You corrected him leaving out your food for a second for his reaction.

"Oh i didn't know you are into degrading when it comes to intimate stuff." Charles said before giggling like a teenager, "Cha you know that's not what i meant."

"Yeah but you are into it though"

⋆.˚ Fernando Alonso

Oh girl we didn't see that asking this on live is very bad idea. "If i gave you permission to say the B word, how would you say it?" You asked him placing the phone infront of both of you.

"My belleza? It's the best b word, it fits you." Nando confidently said placing a hand on your back rubbing it, "No i mean by the bad b word." You cleared him.

"My bitch, doesn't sound good. I prefer my belleza more, it fits you well especially when you look under-" You slap Fernando's mouth before everything went down for you as how it is already, "We are on live you oldie." you joked before jokingly throwing his head away.

username3: Got that on screen record lmao

username4: Fernando you nasty girl😝

⋆.˚ Oscar Piastri

"Oscah if i gave you permission to say the B word to me, how much say it?" You asked out of nowhere which made him give you a stank eye once again, "You know you are the B word but i will never say it to you." He rolled his eyes before continuing to type on his phone for his twitter post.

"So if i am there's still a possibility you will say it?" You asked once again pretty same question cause we know you are not gonna let it go, "No, leave it now miss girl before i make you." you know what he means by that and because of that you wouldn't leave him alone.

⋆.˚ Zhou Guanyu

"babe if i gave you permission to say the B word, how would you say it?" The first thing you asked in the early morning after a tiring night, "Woman i know this is a trap stop it right now." Zhou finally learned with all these stupid question you asked after failing many times and completely losing his mind.

"I'm just a woman to you know?" You pouted before turning your back at him deciding to cuddle sweetcorn who is sleeping beside you, "Of course not love, you're my woman." he stated before sneaking his arms around your waist and petting sweetcorn.

⋆.˚ Pierre Gasly

"If i gave you permission to say the B word-" yeah he knows it another chronically online men.

"No baby." Pierre said shaking his head from side to side, "I didn't even finished." You raised your eyebrows looking at him as if you suspicion him of something.

"Did your other bitch ask you this question? Why do you know this trend?" You asked pierre as he turned his head at you as if you are going crazy or something, "Are you okay? Literally every post i upload on Instagram your face is there." he tried defending moving his arms in the air while talking.

"So you are getting tired of it?" You asked again feeding his frustration as he just look at you with mouth agape.

[honestlywynter]

Stop Obsessing Over The Void And Subliminals (kinda rude rant)

as a person who started interest in the loa in late 2020 discovering subliminals. LOA is simple, idk why it took me 4 years to understand. manifesting is easy.

if you have struggles with manifesting. don't panic imma help you from being like me 😜.

1. Realize you are in control

Stop STOP and i mean fucking STOP. Giving the void and subliminals so much fucking power and bitching about it " OH MY GOSH i didnt enter the void wtf am i gonna doooo 😪 " or " THE SUBLIMINAL SAID 5 Seconds and it would work where is my SP? "

like gorl u sound desperate as fuckkkkk lol

but heres how we change this. first the problem is YOU. why the fuck you depending on some tool? thats like me depending on my feet to make my decisions and getting mad when my feet dont say shit back to me. LOL

but no you just need to strengthen your self concept. you can do this BYYYYY

- repeating affirmations during the day

- changing your thoughts

- Rampages

- &&&& Drumroll pleaaaaseeeee .... 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Sleep affirmations. they slip into your consciousness at night :)....At the end i will link my FAVORITE VIDEOS, for the self concept.

2. MANIFEST

oh shit you thought this was gon be long huh? no bookie its just two things. better your self concept and start manifesting. NOW i am gonna some tips.

stop giving the 3d power when you make the 3d...

EXAMPLE:

you start your day saying " oh i have my ideal body im soooo freaking happy i finally did it, like i been x pounds for everrr and i love my body "

and then the second you look in the mirror you like " damn bruh i wish i had my ideal body "

cause like why tf did you just ruin your fucking manifestation, why did you fucking react????

When you look in that mirror this is what they mean by " old story ".

Instead, look in the mirror and close your eyes and imagine your ideal body, or just deny it. " who the fuck is that in the mirror, gorll ik thats not me cause i got my ideal body ive had it since 1823 "

ALSO

dont let your thoughts rule u, u rule them. if you are in public and think " omg they looking at me cause think im big" NO dont do that...

instead say

" Girl they looking at me bc i got my ideal body, and i been had it since a baby in da tummy ahh"

exactly change that mindset. thats it. all you have to do is catch yourself, improve your thoughts and your self concept will be thru the mf roof. So den you can manifest in a snap of a fingerrr. period thats the magic 🪄 sauce bookie. also dont say will say have cause you already have it bookie bear ;)

im open for questions and i am open to telling what ive manifested WITHOUT some dumb ass void or subliminal lol.

heres the video; BTW LOOK AT HER PAGE SHE HAS MUCH MORE.

[tosticles]

alex looks so silly here

when alex went in for that handshake and tim ignored it. thats so embarrassing for him. thats why he started killing people

[captain-n-crunchies]

My Zuzu!

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Let talk about how Izuku would be the perfect boyfriend in the history of boyfriends. Like forgot Bakugo tough but soft love and Kirishima gym rat love and look at how Zuku is like total boyfriend material!

-- Izuku who when he first discovers your pretty face quickly asks you about your quirk and backstory even how you got your hero suit designed! Writing everything you say with a quickness, but he doesn't even notice himself writing notes about your appearance like how your lip pucker when in thought, your eyes simmer when you talk about your favorite thing about your hero design, and how quickly your face animates itself to a new emotion every few sentences. After meeting him he makes a huge effort to get to know you besides your quirk and heroic morals he wants to know everything about you even things about your parents (he used those facts for when you start dating)

-- Izuku after months of being your friend fighting alongside you and you tending to some of his scars he starts to have more unfriendly thoughts about, and no not any freaky stuff more of he hates how you laugh at every flirty joke Denki makes or how he love that you fuss over him and his recklessness he just eats up every new hairstyle you get, every new shoe, new dress he just hasss to complement you making you smiles at him so hard he blushes under that gaze you give him. Too bad it took practically a whole pregnancy for him to confess!

-- Izuku would when makes dates makes sure he gets everything perfect from a small date to a cafe he gets you a tiny allmight keychain as a momentum, dates at the aquarium? a jellyfish plushie is in your arms by the end of shark's exhibit, a concert for the two of you favorite band? Oh, baby got a favor from Bakugo to get you their new album. He makes sure any cuddle dates are so cozy and warm so you can't leave his arms; with pillow forts and fresh popcorn and a cute Disney movie with his strong arms around you warming you up nicely. Izuku who covers you up in his bed is you fall asleep fist and gets one of his allmight plushie and places it in your arms

-- Izuku who is always touching you doesn't matter if it's your leg on his thigh or his hand holding your pinky, he just needs to touch you if you're going to be close to him but what about far away? He has a whole keychain of allmight that everyone knows is his and he attaches it onto your bag and boom now everyone even your teachers know your " Zuzu Baby"

-- Speaking of Zuzu baby, he loves pet names and since his name Izuku has about fifty names in it you choose ' Zuzu' which when you first called him it he face reddens a bit since you always gotta call him babe or baby he naturally registers his name to be Zuzu. He's a boy who doesn't care if his friends hear you call him this name because you call him it out of love and he can't ask for more, I mean your his baby what the need to go getting mad because you didn't call him Midoriya he doesn't even call you by your real name you baby, pretty boy/girl, beautiful, pretty, anything he could think of that remind him of your called it

-- Now even though he's soft he ain't no punk he just doesn't really get bothered by mean commets anymore (he was quirkless majority of his childhood this dude got more thick skin than Bakugo) he just laughs awkwardly and when alone he talks all his shit

" And Bakugo gonna call me useless!?"

" Nooo baby why you didn't say nothing?"

" He got kidnapped and nobody wanted to save him but Kiri! I would be pissed everyday too"

" Omg! Izu stop!"

-- Like Zuzu is messy also he was a quite kid y'all so when you thought he wasn't listening HE WAS, and since your if s/o then bookie he is talking so much shit and gossip with you to the point you look at him differently like where did my softy go? He just said he would whoop Todoroki's ass if he called him a mutt

" Baby really?"

" It'll take a while but I could!"

" Shoto? The fire and ice combo package?? You could whoop his ass?"

" If I was called a mutt! He'll have two scars"

Yea... he talks too much but, he gonna back it up especially if it was about you. He cares about your mental a lot so if you ever tell him you're feeling a bit down simply because a hoe talking shit, he got 508 Instagram accounts to troll them, and you'll never know

-- Izuku who is only a boy so sometimes that cute miniskirt gets the gears in his head turning, in his room right behind the hero journal he got a little book filled with drawings of you so detailed it almost creepy, a small page of you drawn in many lewd styles. Every make out session you feel hi hand twitch trying to stop himself from touching our hips or to fondle your chest when you cuddle

-- Izuku who when the time is right will show you, he isn't just Zuzu baby all the time his mind evreytime you change clothes wondering what will happen if he takes a peek at your naked form?

-- 'That'll never happen though, Izuku is too much of a sweetheart to be a perv right?' You think looking at him scribble in his book today you're in his room studying, you ask to see his book and he blushes shaking his head and hides the page from. After a few minutes he gets up to go to the bathroom now your chance!

Getting up from your spot you take a peek at the page and it just a drawing of you listening to music from earlier with cute love notes along the side, smiling you hide the page again not looking at the page behind it with you drawn with your tits out glistening in the sun.

We love Zuzu!

[jeysmullet]

Hi hun! Could I request for a Jey fic where reader is engaged to Jey, but gets mad when she read that he had invited Sexxy Red to be his VIP guest and he makes it up to her. Smut or fluff, you decide!

Love your writing!

fuck my baby daddy.

jey uso x fiancé!fem!reader.

warnings: jey being an idiot, smut, the tiniest bit of exhibitionism (but not really), praise kink, and finally fluff!!

hope you enjoy it bookie 💋. @bebesobrielo

xoxo vaeh.

y/n l/n pov.

Upset can’t describe how i’m feeling right now. Joshua decided it would be a good idea to invite no other than mrs fuck my baby daddy herself, Sexyy Red, to be his vip guest.

“hey mrs fatu,” i heard from someone in front of me. I looked up before locking eyes with Trinity’s. I rolled my eyes laughing before shaking my head.

“girl what’s wrong, you look off?” she spoke as she sat in the chair beside me.

“you’re fucking brother in law is what’s wrong.” i sighed as i ran my hands over my face.

“lord, what did thing two do now?” she shook her head. i didn’t say anything as i just unlocked my phone before showing her the twitter post.

“sexyy red?? what the fuck do he got going on.” she semi-yelled as she read the post.

“girl he got me fucked all the way up, entirely.” i spoke as i placed my phone back into my lap.

“oh girl. i know exactly what you can do.” Trinity said before grabbing my phone &’ tweeting something.

i looked at her after she hit post and smirked as we made eye contact.

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“FUCK MY BABY DADDY??” Jon flinched as he heard his twin brother yell. Jon turned around looking at Josh with wide eyes.

“uce what the hell wrong with you, yelling in my damn ear like that.” Jon said shaking his head before having a phone shoved in his face by Josh.

Jon laughed as he saw what his brother was yelling over. his soon to be sister in law had tweeted out, “fuck my baby daddy” and Josh was freaking out.

“damn uce, what did you do?” The older twin asked as he watched his younger brother pace back and forth.

“man uce, i don’t kno-“ Jon looked at his brother trying to understand why he cut hisself off. Josh’s eyes widened as he came to a realization.

“Sexyy, that’s why.” Josh said sighing as his brother looked at him confused.

“i invited her to be my vip guest and i guess y/n found out.” Josh continued as he ran his hands down his face.

“dumbass,” Jon mumbled before getting smacked in the back of the head.

“not the time Jonathan. i need help.” Jey sighed.

“alright uce , just calm down. i’ll call trin.” Jon speaks as he pulls out his phone before going to his wife’s contact and calling her.

“hey baby,” Trinity’s voice spoke from the phone.

“hey baby, look josh-“ Jon started to speak before the phone got snatched out of his hand.

“trin please i need your help, what did i do?” Josh spoke fast as he held the phone.

“well josh, we can start off by bringing up the fact you invited sexyy red to be your vip guest without warning your fiancé and now she’s upset because she found out from twitter instead of her fiancé.”

Josh could pass out from how stupid he felt at that moment. of course he was going to tell y/n about it, he just never got the chance to.

“shit trin, what do i do to make it up to her?”

“surprise her, take her to dinner and tell her why you didn’t tell her yet i guess.”

“thanks trin, i owe you.” Josh hung up the phone before handing it back to his brother.

“i’ll be right back.” Josh grabbed his phone and sped out of their shared locker room.

Josh passed by multiple superstars on the way to the women’s locker room. Some were confused on where he was rushing to and some had an idea on what was happening.

Josh stood outside the women’s locker room before knocking. He stood there for a minute before Nia Jaxx opened the door.

“Yo can you tell y/n i need to talk to her.”

Nia nods before closing the door again, only for it to open again a few seconds later to reveal an annoyed looking y/n.

“what josh?”

“listen baby i know how this seems but i promise you i was gonna tell you but every time i tried to one of us had something to do.”

Y/n sighed as she stepped further into the hallway closing the locker room door behind her. She grabs Josh’s hand before dragging him to an empty corner.

“I know we’re busy Josh but i wish you would’ve told me instead of me finding out from twitter. you know how twitter mixes things up.”

“I know baby but please believe me. i was gonna tell you.”

“i do believe you josh.”

“oh thank God.” Josh sighed out in relief as Y/n laughs.

“well i still want to make it up to you, let me take you out to dinner after the show tonight. it’s been a while since i’ve treated you to a night out.”

“okay Josh.” Y/n says as she smiles and leans up to place her lips onto Josh’s.

Josh smirks as the two engage in a heated make out session. His hands traveled down her body before reaching her ass. He smacked it before picking her up and placing her on a crate beside them.

Y/n leans her head to the side as Josh kisses her down her neck before going back to her lips.

The two were so lost in one another that they didn’t see Jon standing at the corner. Jon cleared his throat making the two jump.

“Sorry to interrupt but we got a match Josh.” Jon stated while awkwardly looking down.

Josh turned to Y/n and picked her up off the crate before placing her on the ground.

“you good?” Josh asked her when she straightened herself out.

“yeah i’m good, go ahead so you aren’t late.”

“alright, remember dinner tonight.” Josh said as he walked over to his brother.

“i’m guessing your apology went good.” Jon laughed.

Josh shook his head before laughing.

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nobody’s pov.

Josh staggered into the hotel room before closing the door with his foot as he held Y/n in his arms.

He made his way over to the bed before slowly sitting Y/n down on the bed. He let his hands roam her body before making his way to the back of her dress unzipping it. he slid the straps off of her shoulders before pulling the rest of it off her body.

He felt the blood rush to his lower body as he saw her bare body under the dress.

“oh so you wasn’t wearing nothing under that huh? You wanted other people to see what’s mine?” Josh spoke lowly as he lowered his lips to her collarbone sucking the skin before going lower.

Y/n moaned as she felt Josh start sucking on her chest. She let her hands snake down to his head before grabbing it and playing with his hair.

The two were lost in each other as their bodies pressed together in a long and passionate embrace, the weight of the world seemed to lift off their shoulders. The disagreement from earlier fleeting from both of their minds. They moved together in a slow and tender dance, lost in each other's touch.

Josh lifted his head from Y/n’s chest before he slipped his fingers down to her core.

Josh smirked at the girl under him as he feels how wet she is.

“I got you like that mama?”

as the sentence was being spoken, Y/n felt as he brought his thumb to her clit and started rubbing it.

She felt her breath get shakey as she tried to respond to him before giving up after she felt Josh’s fingers slid into her slick. she grabbed his arm trying to push it away from her.

“why you running baby? you wasn’t running when you was rubbing all on my dick at dinner. had me hard in front of all them people.”

“Josh please.” Y/n moaned out as Josh sped up his fingers.

“please what mama? i need your words.”

“i need you baby, i need your dick.”

Josh smiled before pulling his fingers out of his fiancé and bringing them up to his mouth.

He started to line himself up with her entrance before slowly pushing himself in.

Y/n’s back arched off the bed as she felt his dick inside of her.

“you feel so good around this dick baby. this yo dick.” josh grunted as he pounded mercilessly into her.

Y/n could only sob and beg shamelessly for more, hands clawing down his back as she felt her orgasm approached fast under his skilled touch.

Y/n felt her body shake as her orgasm took over her body, gushing around her fiancés dick. Josh felt his dick start pulsing inside of her as her pussy grips him over and over again.

Josh followed Y/n soon after as his cum shoots deep in her before his body collapses on top of hers.

“I love you girl and i’m sorry i didn’t tell you earlier.” Josh lowly said as he softly slid out of her before getting up.

“I love you too Josh. I promise it’s okay.” Y/n’s eyes followed her fiancé as he walked to the bathroom before coming back out with a wet rag.

Josh walked over to y/n before cleaning her up and picking her up to take her to the bathroom.

after she finished with her business and cleaned herself again, Josh came back into the bathroom before picking her up again. He laid her on the bed and gave her the water bottle he got her while she was in the bathroom.

He placed the cover over the both of them before leaning over and turning the light off.

Y/n placed the water bottle onto the nightstand before snuggling into Josh’s chest.

[he-goes-down]

Idk if u do requests but can u do a rly good slash angst where maybe he says smth hiiigh n they get into argument and then make up sex

I DO REQUESTS DW BOOKIE

ILL TRY MY BEST I HAVENT DONE ANGST IN AGES

This is absolute dookie i apologize you can shoot me in the face with a bazooka if you wish

Masterlist

Love Lies

Pairing: Slash x reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, unprotected p in v and angst , argument, fighting, crying and mention of addiction

Second Person POV:

It had been weeks since you and Slash actually had a normal conversation or even done couple things. Since the realise of the album and the money racked in, he spent the money on drugs on booze and to town everyday, coming back home late and completely out of it. You were home alone most of the time, your quality time was gone. Any time together was gone.

It was 1 am. Again. You lied in bed, rubbing your fingers together. Nervousness. You tried to give him another chance and wait for him to return. You had enough of this waiting and stressing. You turned off the bedside light and turned on your side holding the covers with irritation.

3 am rolls around, you were in a sleeping, and anxious state. But it was finally getting to you being so tired that you could drift to sleep. As you drifted Slash had came in, drunk. Falling onto the bed, groaning and mumbling. You didn’t realise he was there until the bed creaked and he slumped an arm over your waist and tried pulling you closer. You groaned in annoyance and pushed his arm off you, shifting closer to the edge of the bed. He was confused, that drunken confusion turned into drunken anger. “Hey!” He shouted with a groggy groan. He tried to out his arms around you again but you pushed him off again with a-lot more irritation. “What the fuck is the problem?” He yelled. You quickly turned on the light next to your bed side and sat up to look at him. “Are you serious?” You asked with disgust. “The problem is you coming home every night at 3 am. Saul I don’t even see you during the day! At all!” You told him. Calling him Saul drove a stake through his heart and sobered him up real fast, you’d never call him that, and now he could see you were dead serious and angry. “But-…” “But fucking what? Hm? You need to be drinking so much? You need to be around all those girls 24/7? What happened to ‘your girl’?” You shut him up. He always called you his girl and showed you off to everyone he knew. But now it was like you were invisible and forgotten. “I’m… Sorry.” He sputtered. You just rolled your eyes and groaned a ‘mhm’. You got out of the bed, “I’m going to sleep on the couch. Night.” You said as you walked to the door. Slash speed and scrambled off the bed.

“No baby please…” He said as he grabbed you arm pulling you to stay. You tried to get your arm away from his grasp but he just didn’t let go. “Please.” He begged. Your eyes went from his hand that held you to his eyes. Sparkling with tears that were forming, his face laced with worry. “ I don’t want to hear it.” You said. But you wanted to, you wanted him to say sorry and everything go back to normal. But how would you know if it will turn back. “Please baby, I’m sorry.” He pleaded. Tears now falling down his cheeks. God you couldn’t do this when he cried. Fuck it broke you. You stopped struggling under his grasped and gave him a sincere look. You went to hug him and he hugged you back holding you tight. Crying into your shoulder. “I’m so sorry, I don’t want you to leave me.” He sobbed. You were about to cry as-well, but still so much rage was filled in you. “I don’t want too either.” You told him. Thoughts were still spinning in your head as to if he’ll change. But you gave him that chance. “I love you honey.” You kissed his cheek getting out of the hug. You then told him how you still needed to cool down and that he needed to start doing something about his drinking and partying problems. You were going to walk out if the bedroom again, but Slash fell to his knees and began. “Baby please, I need you with me now.” He said, his eyes still watery.

“I’ll make it up to you, right now.” He said as he pleaded. You looked at him quizzically. “I’ll help you…” He began to speak again. His hands now on your legs trailing your thighs. “Cool down.” He finished and he began kissing your bare inner thighs and then your clothed area. You whined, you missed the feeling of him pleasing you. This was definitely making up for it. He looked up at you, his fingers moving away the fabric of your short pyjama pants, and feeling your already wet cunt. “Oh god fuck.” You moaned as he slowly entered your pussy with his two thick fingers. Stretching you out as he watched your head fling back with lust. He began to pump in and out of you. Curling his fingers and pressing against your sweet spot, making your stomach turn and legs buckled. He smirked as he watched you moan his name. He pulled his fingers out of you, making you whine, and pushed you onto the bed. Spreading your legs and pulling your pants down with one swift move. Then putting your legs over his shoulders and planting his face onto your pussy. Kissing and licking your pussy. “Fuck-… Slash…” you moaned and tangled your fingers in his hair. Slash sucked on your clit as he put his fingers back into you. Finger fucking you whilst your wet coated his fingers and dripped down his big hand. You clenched around his fingers as his tongue flicked your clit, making you writhe under him as the burning feeling in the pit of your stomach grew stronger. “Oh fuck!” Your head flew back onto the bed as you came all over his fingers and moaned curses. He pulled out his dripping fingers and licked them, getting every last drop of you in his mouth. You sighed as he now crawled on top of you, kissing your passionately. Tasting yourself as his tongue found his way into your mouth. His hips grinding against yours, feeling his big hard on against your bare cunt. “Slash… please…” you begged against his mouth. Now it was your turn to plead for him. “What is it baby?” He asked as his kiss went to attack you neck. “Fuck me.” You said. You hadn’t had his dick in you in ages and your body was begging for him. “Anything you say doll.” He told you. Taking off his clothes and tossing it to the floor before positioning himself at your aching pussy. His dick was bigger than you had remembered, you whimpered at the sight of it. He slowly penetrating you and stretching your pussy out even more. “Fuck, I love you…” he groaned as you clenched tightly around him. His head slumping in the crook of your neck. His hands held your legs pushing it back into you to get the right angle to pound into you. You moaned as he bottomed out. He pulled out swiftly and pushed back into you, hips snapping and a loud slap echoed. You screamed as he perfectly hit your g spot, making you cry with pleasure. He groaned with each thrust into you, god he could cry again, just thinking that he would have lost this from his recklessness, how could he have ever gave you up. You were so perfect in his mind. You were his and he was showing the neighbours just how much you belonged to him. You moaned loudly with each deep and fast thrust. His cock twitching inside of you as he was reaching his end. “God baby, I’m gonna cum.” He sighed, you were too, he felt you clench hard around him as his thrusts got sloppy and you both came at the same time. You coating his dick with your slick and him coating your walls with his cum.

“I’m so sorry honey, I love you so much.”

“I forgive you baby.”

A/n: THIS IS MY WORST WORK EVER IM SO SO SORRY I DONT KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT BETTER 🙁 You can yell at me all you want I apologise 🤞

[themandaloriansdiaries]

Birthday Girl

This is dedicated to my bestie for the restie @libraryofloveletters , I won’t get too much into it, you already know how much you mean to me, you’re literally my soul sister, my diary. I love you so so much bookie. Happy mf-ing birthday!!! 🫶🏽

Warnings: none, Jack and his Gucci slide are mentioned like once. It’s mostly just mister dinky winky being super sweet - hopefully you don’t get the ick from him being so loving. Big man Virg is standing on business 🧍🏽‍♂️

A/N: I know I’m posting this a day late but you know I be struggling lmao. Love you bookie.

Word Count: 1583

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You rolled over, expecting to be met with Virgil’s warm body but his side was cold. Furrowing your brows, you peeked through one eye - his side of the bed was empty but there was a note on the pillow.

You grabbed the note, squinting as you tried to read it.

Hi baby, I ran out to go get some pastries from your favorite bakery. I should be back soon, stay in bed as long as you want. Love youuu.

You smiled to yourself. Leaning over, you grabbed your phone before falling back into your pillow. You spent some time scrolling through your feed before finally getting out of bed.

By the time you had finished getting ready, Virgil was back with breakfast.

“Hi big man.” You smiled as you walked down the stairs.

“There’s the birthday girl,��� he smiled, walking over and kissing your head, “happy birthday, baby.”

“Thank you, did you get my muffin?” You asked as you sat down on the chair. “Of course, I didn't want you to beat me up.” Virg chuckled before rummaging through the box of baked goods and grabbing the chocolate chip muffin for you.

“So, since it’s your birthday, I figured I’d take you out on a shopping spree and let you spend all my money.”

You looked over at him mid bite “oh?” You laugh. “So, you do love meee.” You continued to giggle, the sound coming out muffled because of the muffin you had just bitten into.

He laughed, leaning back against his chair with his arms crossed, “yeah, I guess you could say that.”

You nudged him with your foot playfully, humming happily as you continued to eat your muffin, “this is so good.” You licked your lips.

“I had them freshly made for you.” Virgil grinned.

“Ah, you’re the best.”

—

“Should I get matching Gucci slides with Jack?” You looked over at Virgil as you both walked inside the store, you couldn’t help but laugh watching him struggle to carry all of your bags - yeah he was a giant but he was definitely struggling.

“Another bag to add to the hundred you already have me carrying?” His brow raised, it looked like he thought about it for a second, “I say go for it, I mean it is your birthday after all, baby.”

“Okay, but let me pick a pair that’s actually cute.” You joked as you continued to browse through the shoe section, you finally found a couple pairs you liked. “Which one?” you held up both pairs to show him. “Why not get both?” he suggests, “you’re not being very helpful.”

After a while of contemplating on which pair you should get, Virg finally convinced you to just get both. You said no but before you could protest any further, Virgil took both pairs up to the register.

You both continued to walk around the mall, browsing through the stores, well it was more so Virg following you around like a lost puppy, with multiple bags hanging off of his arms - but it was cute.

—

“Our dinner reservation is at 7, so you have plenty of time to get ready.” Virgil murmurs, placing a kiss to your neck, wrapping his arms around you. “You’re so pretty.” You could feel him smiling against your skin.

“I know what you’re doing,” you turned around, resting your hands on his chest, “and it’s not happening.”

“And why is that?”

“Because we need to get ready, or at least I do.” You smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

“Hm, that’s true. You take forever.”

“I do not.”

“You do.”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, trying your hardest to bite back the smile that wanted to spread across your face. “You’re annoying.” You teased, before walking into the bathroom.

“You love me.” He shot back, following you into the bathroom.

Of course Virgil finished before you in the shower, which gave him enough time to lay out the pretty black dress on the bed, along with those stunning heels to go with it.

You had been eyeing them while you both were at the mall, but you didn’t get them. Virgil on the other hand, took notice of your interest in these shoes, so while you were off buying something in another store he went in and got them for you.

By the time you had finished in the shower, Virgil was already dressed, waiting for you.

“What’s this?” You asked, walking over to the bed where the dress was. You hadn’t noticed the heels until you got closer. “Virgil, you did not!” You gasped, staring down at the shoes, “how’d you know?” You faced him, heels in hand.

“I noticed you eyeing them as we passed by the store, so I went ahead and got them for you.”

Virgil jumped at any opportunity to make you feel special, whether it be with words or gifts. He loved spoiling you, even though you insisted that he didn’t need to, he would because he wanted to.

“You’re too good to me.”

He was closer now, standing right in front of you. “You deserve it, plus I know you’ll look amazing in both the dress and heels.”

You slipped into the dress with Virgil’s assistance to zip it up, you gave yourself one last look in the mirror smiling to yourself, it hugged your body in all the right places. Once you finished getting ready, you met Virgil downstairs and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you.

“What?” you smiled, suddenly feeling shy.

“You look incredible, babe.” his hands rested on your hips, as he looked at you, leaning down to give you a quick peck on the lips.

—

“So where are you taking me?”

“You’ll see,” His hand rested on your thigh, caressing the exposed flesh. “We'll be there soon.”

Not long after, Virgil pulled into the parking lot.

“We’re here.” He smiled, getting out of the car and walking over to help you get out as well. “Surprise.”

You knew the name of the restaurant seemed familiar, it was the new place that had just opened up downtown. You’ve been trying to get reservations but they’ve been booked for months, - so it really was a surprise for you.

It warmed your heart, knowing that he paid attention even to the little things.

You both finally made it to the table, taking your seats across from each other. The restaurant was beautiful inside.

The rest of the night went perfectly. You really enjoyed yourself, and you could tell that Virgil did as well. He cherished moments like this, being able to spend time with you, especially on such a special occasion.

—

“Virgil, I don’t trust you.” You laugh, holding your arms out to try and grab onto whatever was in front of you.

His giant hand covered your eyes as you walked inside the house, while the other rested on your hip to help guide you. He said he had one more surprise for you.

“If I fall, I’m beating you up, I swear.” You whisper loud enough for him to hear you. You knew he did because of the snickering that could be heard coming from behind you.

“Not if I run away.”

The bickering between the two of you continued until you stopped, finally reaching your destination. “Okay, don’t open your eyes just yet.”

You felt him move his hands away so you quickly shut them, reaching forward you could feel the counter top. You were in the kitchen. Some rustling could be heard from in front of you, along with the flickering sound coming from a lighter.

“Are you lighting something?” a hint of confusion laced with your voice. “Hm, you can open your eyes now.”

You uncovered your eyes - in front of you laid a dozen beautiful red roses and a cake with the candles lit, the same exact cake you had been talking about for months.

“Make a wish.”

You leaned down, closing your eyes as you made your wish, although there wasn't really anything you wanted that you didn't already have. You took a couple seconds before blowing out the candles, the sound of Virgil whistling filled your ears as you blew them out.

Virgil grabbed two plates while you cut into the cake, of course following your family’s traditions with feeding you the cake. “How is it?” he smiled, wiping the frosting from the corner of your mouth. “It's delicious.” you offered him a bite, but you weren't going to feed him some without smearing frosting on his face. “The cake is good but you’re so foul for this babe.” he looked at you, frosting covering his chin and nose.

“Awe, you look so cute.” you tease, reaching over with a napkin to wipe his face, but he just stood there, grinning like a kid.

You continued to eat your cake, swaying around until you felt him behind you. His strong arms wrapping around your waist. You instantly melt into him, leaning your head back against his chest.

“Thank you for today, it was perfect.” you look up, patting his cheek. “Anything for my girl.” he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“I love you.”

“Mm, I love you.”

[cillianslvt]

Happy Birthday to my pookie bookie baby girl princess grumpy old man. Still sexy as ever at 48. 🖤🖤🖤

[zaiixoxoo]

NEW STORIES ALERT 🚨 🚨

Don’t Tease Me Baby (HoodShurixReader)

Birthday Girl x Valentine’s Day (StudRiriXFemReader)

Dangerous Temptations (ShurixStripperReader)

The Girl with the Tattoo (ReaderxShuri)

Can I taste you Baby?

(VampireRirixfemReader)

Smile for the camera!(ShurixFemReader)

My Inkosazana yam (ShurixRiri)

My Good Girl (ProfesserxReader)

SCREAM (GhostFaceXReader)

Can you be my Baby?(RirixFemReader)

It’s gonna be more too, so hope y’all excited for the ones I’m finna start writing 😩💋 .

- Zaii

@shuriswifeyyy @shurislover @shurislover @shurisbathwater @shurismainbxtch @axailslink @prettymrswright @inmyheadimobsessed @ihearttish @bbbbbbrilliantly @sapphicvqmpires @lesbianlores

For the bookies 🫶🏾🫶🏾.

[goldfades]

I was just thinking of how much a troll the manager is on twitter. I'm gonna delve into how the manager is with managing social media for the girls later, cuz girly does a LOT and is TIRED, she runs all departments.

But no she really is a troll frl. She's not really active on twitter as far as doom scrolling but she'll comment here and there. I can totally see her roasting people who say anything flavorful about any of her girls, or even the few friends she's made with other basketball players.

Some examples:

"Womp Womp" (YOU CAN'T TELL ME SHE DOESN'T USE THIS)

"Your teachers handed your tests back to you upside down, huh?"

"You look drop shipped."

"Your entire value has an expiration date."

"You look easy to draw."

"I bet you eat fried chicken with a fork."

Also with the condescendiiing

"Baby, Imma hold your hand when I say this."

"My love, milk expires before it hits your stomach, you have longer things to worry about than some girls playing ball."

"Oooo so close! If she were to have ate shit (aka you) the worlds average IQ would've increased. Hope this helps!

--

User9: You just always look like a bitch huh?

Manager: Why yes! Just like you hide your face so you don't get charged with public indecency. Glad we're on the same page! xoxo

---

She let's loose a bit on twitter, but she totally strikes me as someone who will roast you, professionally......sometimes. We know she roasts the girls on a day to day basis so nobody should be suprised.

I also lowkey see her going back and forth with Angel, playfully of course, but damn it's something that you just had to be there for.

Manager joining instagram/tiktok lives with other basketball players and the Uconn team being in the live comments like "??? and what do you think you're doing here?"

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Also imagine this: Manager is at a basketball game right, not a Uconn one, just enjoying herself right?

An interviewer walks up to her (girly is popularrrrr) and starts asking her a few question, and the manager doesn't mind answering some cuz yk, the games over anyways so.

All of a sudden the interviewer goes, "So, what do you think about Kate?" & the manager just goes "Uh...which one?"

"Kate Martin? I mean who else?" whilst laughing

Now one thing out of the many things that we've discussed here is the the manager has a what? attitude. She's also very sarcastic, so obviously, she responded accordingly.

"Oh?," she laughs out "I wasn't aware that she was the only Kate to exist within the community, my apologies..." and then went on to answer LMFAO

There was edits using clips from that interview after.

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Manager: I'm resigning from my position at uconn

Posted: April 1

paigebueckers1: that just gave me a heart attack

>manager: i'm the only one that could get your heart racing like that

kkarold: girly....

>manager: yes pookie?🥺

MuhlNika: As if we'd let you

>manager:....what do you mean by that?

>paigebueckers1: you really think you could get away from us that easily?🤣

>MuhlNika: Twin let her find out

>manager: what is this behavior...🧌

>kkarnold: together forever bookie🤞

>manager: I need an adult😀

-🐹

HELPPPP YES😭😭😭 and geno gets mad at her and is like "why would you.... just why???" and manager would just be like smirking cause they can't get in THAT much trouble yk

paigebueckers1: that just gave me a heart attack

>manager: i'm the only one that could get your heart racing like that

^^^ this whole thing set the whole manager x paige people on FIREEE like yes, this is proof 💕

[callmeoncette]

Do u take requests?

if u do can you make hobie brown x black reader where she beats the fuck out of this girl for flirting with her man. Like he clearly not interested, but she keeps insisting and then talks shit abt reader and reader goes ballistic on her ass.

thanks boo😘

Invited To The Cookout

Hobie x fem!black!reader

I remember someone mentioned they’d like to see him in a black southern cookout setting so I just mashed the two together if that’s okay with you!

Warnings: fighting, use of the n word, and a bit of suggestiveness at the end and I think that bout it

Hobie plucked away on his guitar, occasionally dodging a shirt or skirt, as he waited for you to get ready to go to one of your family’s many cookouts during the summer. He dressed casually. Black chucks, ripped up jeans with a few chains dangling, and a breezy band shirt because he learned very quickly that the southern heat in your dimension was nothing to mess with.

He smiled softly as he listened to you talk on FaceTime with your favorite cousin, who he mainly knew went by the nickname Bookie, trying to catch up on drama and coordinate your outfits. Your accent sounding thicker than normal as you two conversed.

“No cuz why my brother lie to that girl and tell her he was watching my baby? That negro ain’ watch shit but the back of his muthafuckin’ eyelids!” Your cousin said through the phone doing her hair

“He so weird for that like if you ain’ wanna go wit’ the girl just tell her…” you then smirked a bit and got closer to the camera, “I used to do that shit too tho’ I ain’t gonna’ lie.” You cackled like you’d list your mind. You then held up a large shirt and a pair of custom air force’s, “you think I should jus’ do these wit’ summ biker shorts? They go wit’ the colors Bee got on…” Bookie perked up, “oh my friend comin’?! HEY HOBIE!!” She yelled excited into the phone. He walked over to where you were and waved, the both of you laughing at her antics. She dropped her phone and the screen was black for a bit before she lifted it again to show her face along with a sweet baby girl’s, “Lala look! Its Hobie!” The baby babbling excitedly. You ‘awed’ softly at the sight before it was interrupted by your cousin pulling a confused face as she mumbled along reading something. Her face then fell as she groaned. Hobie quirked a brow while you asked her what was wrong, “Maggie bringin’ Tisha. You gon’ see yo bestie girl!” She laughed. Your face fell, “Stop playin’ wit’ me Bookie. You know I don’t like that girl.”

Hobie looked at your irritated face in confusion. You’d never mentioned the girl before but there’s clearly some history between the two of you. “Well alright…I’ll see you when you get at Granny’s girl. Khalil just got home from work so imma fix him a lil summ before we go.” Bookie said as her boyfriend walked behind her placing a kiss on the top of her head. You said your goodbye and hung up, laying your phone down a bit aggressively.

He stood behind you as silence took over. A pout on your face as you started doing your hair. His fingers drummed on his pants, “right, so who’s Tisha?” His voice is normally cool with a tinge of curiosity only you could pick up. You sighed a bit while rolling your eyes at the mention of her, “this bobble head bitch I can’t stand! Me and her been beefing since middle school.” you roughly brushed out your hair before he took the tool from your hands. He nodded, “the anarchist in me is screamin’ to tell you to fuck up the slag but I know you been wantin’ me to come to your ends and meet your fam’. ‘Ow bout we just avoid her and ‘ave a good time, yeah?” A soft kissed placed on your forehead, then your cheek, then your nose. You giggled lightly and pushed his face away, “okay! Okay fine! Now lemme hurry up an’ finish cuz we gotta pick up the drinks.” You say with a small smile.

———

You guys pulled up to your family home. The house wasn’t large and grand but the energy of it and the land made up for it. The yard and backyard was full of your relatives who waved and stared as you got out with Hobie. He looked around at everyone and let out a low whistle at the sight. He felt a familiar tingle and turn to see your cousin’s boyfriend holding their one year old, “it’s a lot right? I still be stuck everytime we come to one of these.” Khalil said with baby Jayla on his hip. Hobie hummed while he dapped the man up, “my guy!” He then squinted as he looked around, “she always said ‘er fam’ was bare big. Just didn’t think it was this big.” Khalil nodded, his locs swinging, “yeah they all hella cool tho’ ‘cept for like a few. [name] prolly explain that to you tho’ so…” the man shrugged lightly making his daughter laugh.

You walked up to the boys with Bookie laughing. She quickly held Khalil’s hand and turned to you, “c’mon girl. You know we gotta speak to Granny and Gran before anybody else.” She said to which you nodded knowing that in your family you spoke to the matriarchs first. It wasn’t really a rule, more so something you just did. You two led the way to the porch of the house where your great grandmother sat in a rocking chair with a thin blanket over her lap. She slowly turned to peer at your group and you spoke up first, “hey Gran.” She squinted with a frail smile, “hey, w-who you baby?” She asked, confused. “It’s [name], [mother’s name] daughter? I’m one of your great grandkids.” A bright smile come on her face as well as a look of realization. She nodded, “yes! I remember honey. How you been?” She asked but before you could answer her attention turned to Hobie who awkwardly stood beside you, “oh. He one my grands too?” You all laughed a bit. You shook you head and gently corrected her, “no Gran. He’s my boyfriend.” She nodded “I thought so. Too tall to be one of mine.” You giggled again and hugged her, “imma go see Granny now okay? It was good talkin’ to you.” You then led Hobie into the house while your cousin had her time with the woman.

“She’s a peach. ‘Ow old she anyways?” Hobie had thrown an arm over your shoulders and leaned down closer to you. You rolled your eyes, “you not supposed to ask a lady her age.” He pulled you closer, “yeah, but I didn’t ask the lady I asked someone else. Bit of a loophole, innit?” You sucked you teeth and pushed him with a laugh. “She’s 97.” He let out a low whistle, “97 years. That’s mad long!” He said in a bit of disbelief. You held the hand of the arm thrown over your shoulders and hummed in agreement walking to the kitchen where you knew your favorite woman was.

There she stood cutting up cheese for the macaroni while she hummed along with a song by Big Jay McNeely. Seeing her made you feel like a little girl again. How you always nagged her while she cooked and she’d answer your questions without missing a beat.

“Hey Granny.”

She looked up and broke out into a smile. She came over and hugged you tightly, “oh my sweet girl!” She pulled back and looked you up and down, “lemme get a good look atcha!” She hummed happily. Her eyes drifted to Hobie, “and who is this handsome young man?” A welcoming smile on her face. “This is Hobie Granny. My boyfriend.” He stuck out his hand, “it’s nice to meet yo-oh!” Your grandmother had yanked him into a tight hug. She pulled back up looked up at him, “oh so tall! My grandbabies pickin’ right might finally get some height in this family.” She squinted as she peered at his piercings, “all these piercings don’t that hurt sweetie?” You sigh and save Hobie pulling him back to your side, “Granny.” She waved you off, “I know. He’s still very nice on the eyes.” She smirked. She then looked back to Hobie, “now. Thought I heard an accent in there. Where you from?” “London ma’am.” He replied respectfully. She nodded, “okay, okay. Well I hope you hungry cuz I’m almost done in here.” “Smells bangin’. Can’t wait to eat it.”

Before anyone could say anything else Bookie came in, “Granny I brought your only great grand can I get the first plate?”

“Girl!”

———

Hobie sat down beside you at the picnic table eating. In front of the two of you was your cousin and her crew. As he ate he kept feeling someone’s eyes on him and every time he looked up it was the same girl. She was white from what he could tell, had black hair to her shoulders with her edges done, a septum, and over lined lips with lipliner and gloss combo you usually used. She would smirk whenever their eyes met but it never went further than that.

Once everyone finished eating you turned to him wiping the corner of his mouth, “want some dessert baby?” He smiled softly, “that’d be lovely, doll.”. Bookie stood with you also going to get some while Khalil went off to change Jayla leaving the punk alone. That is until the mystery girl sat herself beside him a little too close for comfort.

“Hey.” Her tone making him scoot over a bit.

“Uh hi.” He said before pulling out his phone hoping she wouldn’t continue talking but of course luck wasn’t on his side. “I saw you wit’ [name]…” she her name with a smidge of venom that he caught, “y’all like friends or summ?” He continued scrolling on his phone but answered her, “bit more than that, mate.” She sucked her teeth in annoyance, “what wrong wit’ you? She don’t let you have friends?”

“Not with bitches holding onto that one black grandma like their life depends on it.” Oh thank goodness for Bookie.

You stood beside her with a stank face and two bowls of banana pudding. You placed one in front of him and placed yours at your seat but chose to stand and stare at the girl.

“You know you don’t talk like that in real life Tisha.”

Oh fuck.

The girl stayed at her seat beside Hobie and rolled her eyes, “whatever girl. He ain’t yo nigga. Yours busy with that baby so worry ‘bout that!”

Everyone started taking notice of the discussion. Tisha’s friends, including a distant cousin of yours, coming over.

Bookie screwed her face up and almost lept across the table till Khalil swooped in, “mention my kid again and I promise you. He ain’t gon be able to keep me from you.” She growled.

You glared at the girl, “he ain’t hers but he mine and he clearly don’t wanna talk to you. I suggest you stop sayin’ nigga by the way before actual niggas tag yo head.”

“She’s part black…”

“Shut yo dumbass up Maggie oh my god!”

“I think he can speak for himself.” Tisha said snidely.

It happened so fast but it also felt like slow motion. Even with his spidey sense Hobie didn’t see the attack coming.

After her snide remark you promptly dragged Tisha from the table and commenced to beating dat ass! Like you really whooped that hoe! Walked that girl like a dog! Honestly you should be ashamed of yourself. Shame on you [name]. Shame! Why you do that girl like that?!

When you finally got dragged off of her by Hobie who whispered in your ear trying to calm you down she was just a mess on the ground. Her wig as gone, she was missing a sandal, she had holes all in her leggings, and as much as she tried to cover it she had a knot and black eye.

Everyone whispered around shocked before one of you uncles spoke up, “aight now. Someone get the girl up off the flo’. Get her on home.” He said as her friends came to her aid. He shook his head mumbling, “shouldn’t been talkin’ shit.”

———

You sat at the kitchen table hissing in pain, “ow! That hurts Hobes!” He sucked his teeth, “oi, pipe down Mayweather. It’s not that bad.” He said as he internally winced, putting bandaids on your fingers where your nails broke off too close. You pouted before looking at him as he carefully worked, “I’m sorry I did that.” The man snorted before actually full blown laugh. “What are you apologizin’ for? Did wha’ you had to do, yeah?” His tone is light and playful. He then smirked, “it was a bit hot too…” he kissed your hands as he placed the last bandage. You looked at him with low eyes, “oh yeah?” “Yeah…”

“Ouuuu y’all in Granny kitchen being nasty!”

“You have a whole baby??? Get out???”

“Okay but lemme get summ of that potato salad behind you before I go.”

“BOOKIE!”

[aaliyg]

Liyah and KK Sister Dynamics HC's

Warning: cursing

Dialogue Color Code: KK, Liyah, Ice

Kinda short but ayee

(basically little sister KK, big sister Liyah 😊)

She's stealing Liyah's food most definitely

"Aye KK have you seen my chipotle?"

"...No."

"...Why is there rice on your cheeks? Nobody cooked rice today- Kamorea."

"I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T WANT IT!"

"WHY THE FUCK- bitch you're paying me back."

"I don't have the moneyyyy!!"

"Figure it out then."

Liyah is a decently early sleeper (like 10:30 the earliest) so uh... KK has ALOT of candid pics that she uses as memes in the gc

Aubrey: When I say I slept like a BABY last night....

Liyah: You and Aliyah was having fun huh 🤭

Aubrey: stfu

KK: Aubrey rn: *insert pic of Liyah sleeping*

Liyah: ...if u don't delete that rn istg

KK: hmmmmmmm no💙

Liyah: i hate you.

KK: oop not the punctuationnnn...love you too bookie 🤭

Liyah: 😒 Aubrey how bad would it be if i committed murder

Aubrey: honestly i support it

KK: AUBREY

KK is THEE biggest Liyah+Azzi truther Lizzi™ for short (yes KK did trademark it. deadass.)

"Soooo how are you and Azzi doing? Yall kiss yet??"

"Girl wtf- no..."

"Are you gonna?"

"Please leave me alone man."

"Aww trouble in paradise?"

*Liyah side eyes her*

"My bad girlie my bad."

EVERY SINGLE TIME Uconn mics KK up there are two people on the top of her hitlist: Ice and Liyah (free them)

"We back with another videoooo!!"

*in the background* "Oh God.."

*side eye* "ANYWHO let's go ask the people some questions. SO Icey Baby. Ice Cube if you will-"

*Ice side eyes tf outta her*

"....sassy much. Anyways what song are you listening to right now?" *leans the mic*

"Um Snooze by SZA."

"Ouuuuu I CAN'T LOSE WHEN IM WITH YOUUUU!! I like it I like it." *bolts over to Liyah*

"Heyyyy big sister!!" *purposefully looks down* "Or little sister..."

"Aight now what do you want?"

*looks at the camera* "You see how she treats me yall? Anyways...why did you eat the last of my pringles?"

"You literally told me to?"

"..."

"..."

"ANYWHO-"

KK will always drag Liyah into a tiktok dance. Liyah doesn't mind, but KK starts regretting it when Liyah starts making the dance even more complex

"Ouuu we could do it like this..."

"Liiiiiiiii PLEASE it's just a simple dance."

"But it could be SO much better. Let me cook dammit."

"Oh my fucking God." *throws hands up in surrender*

KK almost busted her ass once 😭

If Liyah is driving KK is GLUED to that passenger seat. She loves it there

"Hehe yeahhh I get aux." *shuffles music and plays God's Plan by Drake*

"Playing Drake during these trying times huh?"

*busts out laughing* "Don't blame me blame Apple!"

"Mhm.."

KK will always brag that she has scary big sister privileges and she's not wrong at ALL

*Aubrey and KK play fighting a bit TOO hard*

"Aye cut that shit out."

*Aubrey and KK IN SYNC* "Yes ma'am."

*cue Ice cracking up in the background*

[libraryofloveletters]

Don't Fall

Rodri x Fem!Reader

Warnings: rodri is soooo boyfriend, the ice skating skills are sooo bad, friendly teasing, some falling and a few sweet moments - might be directionally wrong?? I googled, my bad in advance lmao.

Word Count: 844

Author's Note: only pookie gets it, this is my bookie fr - you would not believe how are it is to find a pic of rodri where he isn't in his man city kit. like why must these men make my life hard???

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It was safe to say the man who comes from sunshine had yet to ice skate in his life. You made it your mission to change that; he was in Manchester, after all.

Winter break boredom was hitting you both hard. You had been cooped up in the house over the last week or so, lazing around the apartment.

The original plan was to soak up as much couple time as you could before you had to go back to work and Rodri was back to training but there's only so much you can do indoors before you start to become a bit stir crazy.

Your head rested on your boyfriend's lap, his fingers gently tangled in your hair as he flipped through the channels. "Rodri mannnn," you groaned.

"Y/n dudeeeee," he mimicked, making you smile.

"I'm losing my mind in here, we need to go out."

"Where? Most places are closed for the holidays." He looks down at you, poking your nose with his middle finger. You shrugged, feeling around for your phone. Rodri unplugs it from the changer and hands it to you, you hum a thank you and head to Google - the only place to go when you need an answer right away.

You Googled things to do in Manchester and found a few options.

The first on the list was to tour the Etihad and you were almost certain that Rodri didn't want to tour the stadium in which he spends most of his time in. You could go sightseeing or do some sort of Sherlock Holmes tour but none of these seemed like anything your boyfriend would be interested in.

You stumbled upon the thing you figured you'd both be into; ice skating.

"Cathedral Gardens had an ice rink," you show him your phone, and Rodri nods, his head tilted to the side as you rattle on about how much fun it is.

"I've never been, I don't know how to skate." He tells you and you shrug, pulling him up and off the couch. "That's fine, I'll teach you. Granted I'm not great either but we'll figure it out."

It didn't take much convincing - a few kisses and a promise to make his favourite dish tomorrow and he was on his way to get dressed.

He drove, parking a few streets away so you could enjoy the lights as you walked down to the ice rink. Rodri watches as you tell the man at the counter the sizes and he hands the skates over to you.

You and Rodri sit on an empty bench and exchange your shoes for the skates. Rodri, being the man he is, kneels in front of you to tie your laces - he always complains that you tie them too long and that's why you always trip over your feet. You rolled your eyes, you never trip over your feet.

It was a slow walk to the entrance of the ice rink, Rodri holding onto you as he tried to balance himself on his way.

You stepped onto the ice first, your back to the crowd as both of your hands stretched out to your boyfriend. Rodri carefully and hesitantly steps onto the ice, letting you help him balance himself. It took him a second of looking like a baby giraffe but he got the hang of it.

He stumbles a bit but you hold onto his forearms, keeping him steady as you two make it around the rink for the first time. You go to let do but he doesn't, gripping tighter on your arms.

You bite back a smile, "do you want one of those gripper things? That the kids use?"

On cue, a little girl comes skating by with her little holder thing which was keeping her up. Rodri rolls his eyes, "I'm not that bad, I swear."

"No!" You giggled, "you're good, you're doing good." You smiled, pulling him a bit closer so he could stand straight.

It takes you two a few minutes, slowly starting to move faster with each lap of the rink and eventually Rodri builds up the courage to let go of your hands, skating next to you rather than in front of you, holding onto you.

Right as you were setting a good pace, you tumbled over a chip in the ice, causing you to fall flat on your ass.

"Babe!" Rodri stops, sort of tumbling into the wall to stop himself. He kneels down, moving over to you - the wetness of the ice freezing his knees but he couldn't care less at the moment.

"Are you okay?!" He asks, helping you sit up.

You nod, laughing. "It's not my fault, there's a chip in the ice!"

Rodri shakes his head, smiling as he helps you up. You two decide it was time to call it a night, your clothes a bit damp from the wetness of the ice and your egos a bit bruised after seeing the little kids skate circles around you.

"Wanna watch Home Alone?" Rodri asks, unlocking the front door.

You hum, walking into the foyer. "Let me change and we'll watch it?"

The man picks you up, tossing you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing. "We'll watch it in bed."