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hi! could I request fem!reader taking back shots from siyeon of dreamcatcher? The scenario could be up to you. Strap preferably but I also enjoy g!p if you write it! hopefully you see this and if you do decide to take my request, thank you in advance! <3
siyeon my love...my queen...my everything...thank you for requesting this anon 🫶
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lee siyeon x fem!reader
warnings/tags: language, nsfw content, dom!siyeon, sub!reader, strap on, backshots, hair pulling, praise, light degradation
minors dni

"c'mon, sweetheart. you can take it, can't you?"
siyeon's voice is laced with condensation as she speaks, rubbing the tip of the strap along your folds, slowly pushing in and then out. you can practically hear the smile on her face with your face in the pillow under you, and you know she's enjoying teasing you.
"i can, please," you nod your head. "please just fuck me."
siyeon lets out a tsk at your words, not responding as she fills you up completely with one swift thrust leaving you gasping sharply. "fine, but you're gonna take everything i give you, understand?"
"mhm," you nod again, your eyes squeezing shut as you adjust to the size.
"good," her hands grip your hips tightly as she slowly pulls out and slams back into you, smiling at the moan you let out. "that's it, baby," she mumbles, building a quick and rough pace with her hips snapping against yours.
"o-oh fuck!" you moan loudly as soon as she starts pounding into you, your hands fisting the sheets beneath you.
a cocky smile is planted on siyeon's face as you writhe around under her, surely leaving bruises on your hips with how tight she's grabbing you. "be loud for me, baby, ain't no one gonna hear," she says, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking on it to pull you up.
your arms struggle to hold yourself up as you let out a whine when she pulls on your hair, your moans only getting louder. "s-siyeon," your voice comes out whiny as you say her name.
"i know, i know," one of her hands moves back down, slapping your ass and leaving a handprint on it, gripping it firmly while fucking you. "no one fucks you this good, right? fucks you til you can barely think? i know you like it, being fucked like the slut you are."
your head is spinning at how full you feel with her strap pushing in and out of you every second, trying to focus on a response you know she wants. your brain felt hazy, so overwhelmed with the pleasure you were feeling that you could barely reply. "n-no mnnh– no one...ju-just you," you manage to get out. "f-fuck!"
siyeon's smile grows at you struggling to reply to her, yanking on your hair again to pull you up so your back was pressed against her front. her other arm snakes around your waist, holding you close against her. "my pretty girl," she whispers into your ear. "you're s' fucking gorgeous, s' good for me. my good girl."
whimpering at her words, you feel the tip of the strap going even deeper, resulting in your noises getting whinier the closer you get to cumming. you reach your hand out to grab ahold of her arm, your nails digging into her skin. "sh-shit, 'm gonna-" your interrupted by a loud whine as she starts vigorously rubbing your clit with her fingers, your body shaking uncontrollably as you cum.
"there ya go, baby," siyeon murmurs, slowing down her thrusts to a stop, her arm still secure around you holding you up. "you did so good for me." she pulls the strap out from you and quickly discards it while you lay down on the bed, your legs shaking slightly. she follows you shortly after, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close to her, moving some of your hair out of your face and pressing a kiss on your forehead. "i love you," she mumbles quietly.
"i love you too," you tiredly smile at her.
#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#kpop smut#dreamcatcher x reader#dreamcatcher imagines#dreamcatcher smut#dreamcatcher scenarios#lee siyeon x reader#siyeon x reader#siyeon imagines#siyeon scenarios#reqeust#nsfw.
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can you please draw something with a Pizzaface and a Pizzahead from pizza stable? I remember that you kind of liked them, thanks in advance, you're the best :³
Two silliest pizzas 😔
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im a filthy fucking liar can you write me adam x reader but hes like so soft and squishy
I KNEW IT, HAHAHA!!!!! YOUR DISCORD DMS WONT LIE TO ME. ANYWAYS.
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Adam growled at he looked down at the angel was snuggling up to him. “What’re you doing?” He asked the angel who looked up at smiled.
“Nothing,” He responded, getting comfortable and playing around with Adam’s wings. Adam flinched, never really knowing what it was like to feel his wings get rubbed. “The fuck are you doing now?” He groaned, sounding more confused than mad. The rubbing was quite nice.
The angel shrugged and continued to stroke his feathers, soon feeling Adam deflate and snuggle more into the reader. “Don’t question it, just keep rubbing my wings.” Adam snapped before the reader could reply, only getting a giggle. Adam was so stressed out from training, and he didn’t know how much he really needed this, especially with his boyfriend.
The reader looked up and smiled, cupping Adam’s cheek and squishing it! Of course, Adam got pissy, “Hey! Don’t fuckin—“ He was cut off with another squish and he grumbled, “You don’t quit, do you?”
The reader laughed and shook his head, “Nope!” Adam almost shattered. The reader went back to stroking his feathers, delicately preening him. “You should let me do this more often, angel.” The reader said to Adam, Adam grumbling, “Just this once.. don’t get too used to it.” But they both knew that this was going to happen over and over.
By the time they were done, Adam was all snuggled up into the reader, relaxed and snoring away. Who knew that his wings were his weak spot.
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I’m mega stuck on what I’m gonna draw Bubba doing today. If y’all have any ideas let me know!
#digital art#oc art#art#doodle#horse art#oc#artwork#doodlysketch#original art#my ocs#art requests#reqeust#askbox#send anons#send asks#doodles#horses#horse#digital aritst#digital sketch#digital drawing#digital painting#digital illustration#silly art#cute art#my art
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Hellooooooo, I love your work! I want to test how specific I can be! Girl with semi-short pink and blonde hair, full lips, pierced nipples, colorful arm tattoo, medium/small tits and medium/big ass. Or however close you can get, thank you! 😊
I'll see what I can do c:
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Hi, I would like to ask you if you can also make comics?
Here's the comic you asked for! This was my first time drawing a comic. I'm not super proud of it, but I hope you like it at least a bit! I will say my art changed over the pages, which is the most upsetting part for me
I need to learn how to stay on character sheet😭
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I left the artblock
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You probably know who this is, but can I request bonten Koko, raging at his computer like a angry gamer
Here you are >:D
I didn’t feel like doing anything too big cause of my project yesterday lol- but here is an angry gamer bonten koko
total time: 12 minutes
aaaand as a bonus:
I let my youngest sister draw something on my phone while I was doing this lol
she said: “I wanna draw an angry coco puff as well!”
😂
(I think this is you @explosivesamurai)
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Can you do more specifically saudi!reader angst fanfic where the reader parents didn’t want the reader to marry bucky but eventually they accepted him???? Thank youuu i live for your fics!!!! <3
Thank you for your kind words and I hope you enjoy this fic!!
Think of me once in a while
Warnings: angst, this is a modern au where Bucky served in the Iraq war and lost his arm during his last tour.
Word count: basically 1.3k
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Translations: I sincerely apologize if these are wrong. I tried to find terms used in Saudi or the Gulf in general rather than use the Levant ones I know but Google isn’t as helpful as it should be.
Yumma - mom
Hayati - my life
Aboui - dad
Ya gamar - moon/moon flower
disclaimer: credits to original creator/poster of image/gif. found on google/Pinterest
“Do you love him? It’s a simple question; yes or no, Y/N,” my mom asks me.
She had asked me over dinner the night before, saying that her father and her needed to discuss something important with me. I’d figured it would be about Bucky because when is it not? Every time we talk, he becomes the topic of rather heated arguments and one of us ends up storming out while the other cries. I knew they wouldn’t be thrilled at the idea that I didn’t want to marry another Saudi but I’d hoped that Bucky’s charming smile and sweet personality would win them over.
Evidently they did not.
I stare down at the rings that adorned her rings and suck in a deep breath, not ready to say anything. There is so much history, so much love and adoration to quantify before I could even begin to think about how to answer. Sure, I knew the answer; yes. An outstanding and profound yes. I had said yes when he proposed on our yearly cabin trip and every day thereafter. Never once did it even cross my mind to question the love that I felt for Bucky.
I’d hoped that by now, after having seen that love and watched it flourish despite the trials and tribulations of life, my mom would be able to tell that yes I did love with my entire being.
My mom’s soft but stern voice brings me back from the subspace I seemed to disappear to. It called my name, drawing my attention to her as she buckled down in her questioning, “Y/N. Tell me honestly, do you love him?”
My hand moves on its own and slides a stray piece of hair behind my ear as I ponder how to even begin to answer her.
“Yes of course I do, Yumma,” I tell her, looking over at her where she sits on the opposite side of the dinning table. Her dark eyes meet mine and they match mine in color and in emotion, full of a terrible fear for the uncertain fate of our relationship.
“Then it’s settled,” she says after a moment, leaning back in her chair and folding her hands in her lap.
“What do you mean ��it’s settled’?” I ask as the panic sets in. My hands had been resting on the table but now they’re dragging themselves up and down my arms in attempts to comfort myself.
“I always told myself that I wanted you to have the best life you could,” she begins as she looks down at her hands, “It’s why we moved here; to give you the opportunity to succeed without obstacles. I knew that things would be different being in a new country but I wasn't expecting it to be…this different. You were never afraid as a child to try for what you wanted and failure didn’t seem to bother you. You excelled in school and your teachers always had good things to say about you. I knew from the moment you were born that you would grow into the strong and intelligent woman that you’ve become. There was never a doubt in my mind about that but…”
She pauses, tears beginning to flood her eyes and I can see her words getting stuck on her tongue.
I get up, moving to sit beside her and her hand in mine. I don’t say anything, allowing her time to unstick the mess of words she has ready to fall out.
“James…he’s not who I wanted for you. His past, it’s too dark for you and I worry that it’ll pull you down with him. I don’t want you to be burdened by his pain. You are such a happy and bright person, Hayati. I can’t watch you fall into his darkness.”
Her concern is well intentioned but it still brings me the familiar wave of pain and disappointment.
“Yumma, I know his service and tours in Iraq are hard for you and Aboui but please give him a chance. He’s made my life better in too many ways to count since I met him and all he’s wanted for the last three years is for you to give him a chance.”
We just watch each other, waiting for the other to move or speak. It’s killing both of us, I’m sure, to not know what the other is thinking and not knowing how to respond. I want my mom to tell me that she’ll try but I know that it would be a lie to get me to stop begging her. She knows that if she doesn’t, it might be the end of our close relationship because I wouldn’t be able to give up the man I’m completely and utterly in love with. Those unshed tears start to fall as it breaks her into a thousand pieces to think about that possibility.
She is the first to speak however.
Using the pads of her fingers, she wipes her cheeks clean of any falling tears as she pulls her thoughts together.
“He means this much to you?” She asks in a voice so small I almost don’t hear her. Her hands have found mine as they bridge the metaphorical and physical gap between us.
I nod, unable to speak in fear that the sudden sound might scare her.
“Let me speak to your aboui when he gets home. I won’t make any promises other than I will talk to him.”
“Thank you, Yumma,” are the only words I have the strength to whisper before I pull her into a bone crushing hug that she returns.
The sound of the front door open echos through the apartment, scaring both me and Alpine. I check the time on my phone, confused since Bucky shouldn’t be off for another two hours. As quietly as I can, I slide out of bed and grab the aluminum Louisville slugger my dear fiancé insists I keep by my side of the bed. He went as far as putting a sock on it because “if the punk who was stupid enough to break in tries to grab the bat, they’ll grab the sock and it’ll slide off so you can hit them again.”
I had rolled my eyes at the ridiculousness of it but now I’m thankful that he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
As I’m raising it to swing, the punk who was stupid enough to break in walks into the bedroom. Except it’s not said punk, it’s Bucky and if he weren’t holding back tears, I’m sure he would’ve laughed at me.
Upon seeing me, he glances to the bat and then to me before taking long strides towards me. I drop the bat in time for him to fall to his knees and wrap his arms around my waist, burying his face and letting out a quiet broken sob in the fabric of my sweater.
“Ya gamar what’s wrong?” whispering, I hug me back with the same force he does me and gently stroke his hair.
His body shakes while he inhales in a deep and steadying way before answering me, “she called me today and asked if we could come over for dinner tomorrow night. She said… she said they needed to apologize and wanted to start over if that’s what I wanted.”
My own tears overtake my eyes as I drop onto the bed with Bucky still clinging to my waist. His prosthetic arm is cold where it’s worked its way under my sweater but I can’t find it in myself to care. Not when my mom and dad have finally begun to accept the man I wish to call my husband.
Nothing else matters to us at that moment.
#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes fic#marvel imagine#bucky barnes fanfic#think of me once in a while bucky#bucky barnes reader insert#reqeust
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honestly didnt know what to add @9nce for yew
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can you draw boo'qwurm? 👉👈
worm silly worm good yes yes
#my singing monsters#boo'qwurm#fanart#reqeust#heres me realizing they don't have 4 fingers after finishing this </3#also they have tiny fangs cuz yes#msm#seasonal shanty
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Okay so everyone has been flooding my asks the last few days with request which is incredible. I didn’t realise so many people enjoyed my writing 😂
#reqeust#band of brothers#top gun maverick#young love and old money#the good die young#jake seresin x reader#dick winters x reader#Floyd Talbert x reader#bull randleman x reader#Johnny Martin x reader
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If anyone has any requests, feel free to send them in! <3
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Requested by the lovely @sirishavenigalla
I Really hope you enjoy this and it was worth the wait !!!
So you know the Jamie Whelan x Indian American reader, I was watching the episode had this idea that Aditya could Diya Laghari’s brother and the reader is engaged to him ( She’s on the verge of ending their engagement). They have their differences because being Indian American she supports Ukraine, she understands why India has to remain neutral from a political sense . She’s witness to the bombing and the fact Diya steals Equipment that’s dangerous . Not only is she roped in to this entire mess she has to face her Jamie her ex who still has feelings for her ( and is carrying around an engagement ring )and whom she still feelings for and oh the fact that pissed of and hurt when he find she’s engaged and the team hid it from him in worry that his feelings would compromise the case
Y/N’s POV
Everything was just falling apart. You knew what you had to do you couldn’t just bring yourself to do it
. It was just another thing on your plate. It was filling up so fast that you couldn’t take anything off. Things with your fiance was on it’s last leg and you couldn’t bare to break it off.
You just felt like a failure. Your previous relationship with Jame didn’t really work out. You always had feelings for him. But when things got real you backed out like you always do. It was just easier to back out before you got hurt.
Then you meant Aditya and he was okay on paper. He a job and he was safe. You didn’t not have feelings for him.
He was nice and he was comfortable but he just never gave you those feelings. That passion that made you feel alive.
There was also the different in opinions. You wanted to do the right thing but he just never saw your way of thing.
You understood the political side of staying neutral but you couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.
Especially when it came to Diya. you knew he was stealing equipment and you knew it was going to end up in the wrong hands. People could get hurt and you pleaded with him to stand down.
But he wouldn’t budge he just kept telling you to stay out of it. That’s what a women should do just stand behind her man and listen. God how did you ever let yourself this thing was safe.
There was a bad feeling in your stomach that you couldn’t shake. You knew if something was going to happen it was going to happen soon.
But you had to do something. Sitting back and pretending like it wasn’t happening wasn’t any good with you anymore.
So you had a meeting with the FBI today. You didn’t know how it was going to go but you had to at least try.
You were nervous heading in thinking of all the different scenarios that could potentially happen.
You walked out to the apartment and tried to push all the bad thoughts away. You didn’t need to convince yourself not to talk.
You made your way to the car when there was suddenly a loud boom. It knocked you off your feet and you think you may have lost consciousness for a moment because things were black. When you opened up your eyes everything hurt.
Your ears were ringing and everything was blurry. There was screaming and some fire coming out of your car. It was hard to process everything that was going on.
You tried your best to get up but a voice told you to stay put.
“Hey hey be careful stay here” The man said.
You ignored his request and you sat up sitting on the curb.
“Who the hell are you” You asked not sure why you said it with a tone.
“Detective Elliot Stabler Organized crime” He said
“And what are you doing here detective” You asked.
“Long Story Let’s go” He said.
He helped you up and you almost instantly fell down because your knees were so shaky. He helped lift you back up and you leaned on him for help. He pulled you to a car and put you in the back.
“Drive “ Was all he said.
“What the hell is going on and you need to tell me where the hell your taking me” You said.
“Okay calm down I’m not kidnapping you i’m taking you back to my office i guess you could call it” Stabler said
“No okay I have somewhere I have to be” You said
“The FBI you mean” He said
“How do you know that” You asked getting upset he wasn’t giving you answers and he did in fact kidnap you.
He didn’t say anything after that he just gave you a little laugh. You decided to drop it because in fact he was not going to give you any answers you were looking for.
You all drove for a little bit before reaching your destination. Elliot got out and you followed right behind him. You were still hurt but the adrenaline was just taking over at this point.
You followed him into this building and you were looking around trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
Everyone was just doing their own thing there was a girl on the computer. And some people at a desk. When he yelled they all turned around to look at him and then saw me and gave me a surprised look when they saw me.
“Hey what’s going on here” Some lady in a blazer and long braids asked.
“Look i know it wasn’t the plan but i guess by now you heard about the bombing” Elliot said.
“We just got word but still you had other options” She said
“We really don’t not anymore” Stabler said.
“Why don’t we all stop and tell me what the hell is happening” You said getting angrier.
“First off Ayanna Bell and this is Jet Slootmakers with Detecive Bobby Reyes” She said.
“And you are Diya Laghari’s fiance.” She said
“Okay and” You said.
“We been following your fiance for the past couple months and that also means we’ve been following you” She said
“Well does he have to do with me” You asked
“We know your a good person who wants to do the right thing.” Bell said
“We know you had a meeting with FBI but you can’t trust those guys okay. They always got someone in their pockets” Stabler said.
You were about to say something when a way to familiar voice entered the room.
“What the hell is going on” Jamie yelled
You scrunched up your face and got tense. You had no idea what the hell he was even doing here.
“Listen Jamie we need her” Sgt Bell Said.
“No there’s gotta be another way.” He said
“What ever the hell is happening put it aside we got a dangerous criminal with dangerous epuipment out there. She’s our only way of making sure no one else gets hurt” Stabler said.
Jamie had now walked more into the room and he just kind of looked at you. He was upset you could tell. It had to be hard for him no doubt it was hard on you to.
You gave him a soft look and when he took a moment to see how messed up you were he could see the worry in his eyes.
“I’ll do it okay I wanna help I don’t want anyone getting hurt” You said softly to him.
Jamie was about to say something then he just stopped and looked at your ring. You could see the hurt in his eyes.
“I didn’t know you were” Jamie started
“I thought you were watching me” You said to him giving him a confused look
“We kept him out of it we knew about your guy’s past” SGT Bell said.
“Makes sense” You said.
“Excuse me” Jamie said.
He walked out of the room
“I’ll talk to him” Stabler said.
Something in you knew it had to be you. He wasn’t gonna listen to anyone else.
“I got this” You said.
You walked out the room and was tailing behind Jamie
“Hey wait up” You yelled.
He opened up the door and went outside. The door almost slammed in your face but you were able to grab it last minute.
“Hey talk to me” You said
Jamie turned around and gave you a hard look. One you only knew he had when was pissed.
“What the hell” He asked
“Listen it’s a long story” You said
“Bullshit we only been broken up a year and half and now your already engaged to some other man.” Jamie said fuming.
“We broke up I don’t have to follow your timeline on what you think should happen” You said yelling.
“Now why don’t you address what this is really about” You said
“Why him why the hell would you wanna be with someone like that” Jamie asked
“I didn’t know he was like that okay not at first then i got in to deep and i’m trying okay I’m trying to get out” You said your voice breaking.
Jamie softened up when he saw you like that.
“Why didn’t you want to be with me anymore we had everything going for us” He asked.
“I just had some stuff going on. Okay and it was just complicated” You said
“Complicated for you not for me” Jamie said in a soft tone.
You opened your mouth to say something when Stabler ruined the moment.
“Guys sorry to break up this little lover moment but we got something” He said.
You both just looked at each other and walked inside. Everyone was no gathered around Jet’s desk looking at their computer.
“What’s going on” Jamie asked
“We got word that a bomb threat came in at the courthouse it looks like it could be legit” Jet said.
“Makes sense Diya’s competition is on trial today. He was worried they might talk” You said
“Were get bomb squad down there right away” Sgt Bell said.
“I’ll go too if he’s there maybe I can help” You said
“No its to dangerous” Jamie said
“I can take care of myself” You said.
“She’s right she could know something that might help us” Reyes said.
“I’m going with her” Jamie said.
“Yea” Sgt bell said just nodding to. She knew it would be a losing battle to say something.
They all knew he was still in love with you. Even if you did break his heart.
“Let’s head out” Elliot said.
You all walked out and you and Jamie walked side by side together. You got in his car and it was just the two of you.
“I’m sorry I really am” You said to him
“I know” Was all Jamie could get out.
He sped down to the courthouse as fast as he could.
When you got there you could tell something was happening. Bomb Squad and Swat were there helping to evacuate people. You knew that something was already reported otherwise they wouldn’t have gotten their before Y’all.
You and Jamie got out and you both walked over to a officer to see what was going on.
“Detective Whelan what’s going on” He asked.
“A court house reporter said they saw a suspicous looking package inside the courtroom.” The officer said.
You knew what you had to do. Diya never showed you himself how the bombs worked but you were in enough rooms when they talked about it to figure it out.
“I’m going in what courthouse number” You asked
“What no way in hell” Jamie said grabbing your arm
“I can help I’ve been in the room where these people talked about how they work” You said
You looked at the officer again
“Now tell me what room number is is” You asked
“13 Ma’am” Was all the officer said.
You ripped your arm away and ran in Jamie right behind you. You made you way to the courtroom your heart beating fast and legs shaking.
“Hey right here” Jamie said
You turned around and took a deep breath before heading in.
You walked in and turned your head and saw the package. It looked familiar you knew it needed a combinnaiton to defuse it.
You walked over to it and slowly opened up the box. Jamie was right behind you.
“It needs a number combination to stop it” You said looking up at him. Your hands were shaking.
He grabbed your hands and gave it a squeeze.
“You can do this I believe in you just think about it what numbers mean something to him” Jamie asked.
“I don’t know he’s a weird guy maybe his birthday” You said
“Nah come on think of something else” Jamie said.
You looked at the timer it had 2 minutes and counting.
“What about my birthday” You guessed.
Jamie just looked at you and shook his head.
The clock seemed like it was moving super fast. You were down to under a minute now. So you took a deep breath and thought of it.
“HIs first business deal the one he closed on he talks about it all the time” You said yelling.
“Yes yes” Jamie said
Your hands shaking you put the numbers in. 0802
The numbers started going faster and Jamie lunged over and grabbed you close. You laid into them to afraid to speak or breath.
The timer made a noise and your heart stopped beating. Preparing for the worst.
After a minute when nothing happened you and Jamie both let go and looked at each other. You looked over at the bomb. It had stopped at exactly one second and you both took a giant breath of relief .
You both looked at each other and started laughing and crying tears of joy. You didn’t even think about what happened next.
You lunged and kissed him and he kissed you back hard. You smiled in his face and you could tell he was smiling back at you.
After the kiss broke he looked at you with a face you hadn’t seen in a while. Happiness.
You put your hand on his leg and looked at him confused when you felt a box.
“What is that” You asked.
Jamie just kind of put his head down and you could tell he was upset
“Hey what is it” You asked
He just reached into his pocked and pulled out a ring box. You let out a loud gasp and grabbed it out of his hands.
“Is this what I think it is” You asked
“I’ve been carrying it around this whole time” Jamie said looking up at you tears in his eyes.
“Omg i had no idea why” You asked
“ i didn’t wanna let you go” He said.
You grabbed his hands and gave them a squeeze.
“I was scared of getting hurt. I love you so much and I was afraid of the risk Diya was safe or well I thought he was. You didn’t deserve that” You said
“You didn’t say that in the past tense” Jamie said
“Said what” You asked
“I love you” He looked up and smiled at you.
“That’s because I never stopped. “You said
He smiled and leaned in and kissed you. You kissed him back softly the same butterflies coming back as they never left.
“Well i hate to break this up but stop messing up my crime scene” Stabler said
You both pulled apart laughing. He helped you up and you looked at Elliot
“Sorry” You said
“Yea yeah get going” He said smiling.
You both walked out Jamie had thrown his hand over you.
You walked out the courthouse and the fresh air never felt so good. You looked down at your hands which were still shaking.
You looked at the ring on it and pulled it off. You tossed it into the trash can.
Jamie saw and smiled and kissed the top of your head.
“Good thing you got something better to replace it” He said
“Hell yeah I do” You said
No more taking it easy. Jamie was worth every risk possible.
#jamie whelan#Jamie Whelan x reader#Jamie Whelan Imagine#Jamie Whelan one shot#law and order imagine#law and order x reader#law and order one shot#organized crime x reader#organized crime imagine#law and order organized crime#elliot stabler#ayanna bell#reqeust
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May I ask a female knight, perhaps with a bit of nip slip?
Lemme see what I can do c:
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Hello my lovelys I'm new to posting on tumblr I write marauders content and headcanons if you have request let me know I will write ships or x reader fem gn or male whatever you'd like idk about smut yet
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