#the queens gambit imagines

[lanaslushworld]

Oh—wow, I’m so excited for him!!!!(mama…fame behind you)

[lainalit]

Instead of the fifth smut scene in Acosf we could have gotten the equivalent of a fae chess scene between nesta & cassian, so we could have seen how strategic and smart they actually are but this would require for sjm to understand her characters and not write them like horny teenagers for more than five minutes 🤡

[the-fiction-witch]

Benny Watts Masterlist NO.1

PSR (Pre Show Release)

When Benny's Away P1 - Flirty When Benny's Away P2 - Smut House Sitting - Smut Baby - Smut Pissed - Smut Pissed P2 - Sad AF Drawn Hearts - Flirty

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Ringing - Suggestive Quit it - Smut Sugar - Smut Lovely Tag Morning In New York - Smut Hey Babydoll - Smutty Urges - Smut Urges P2 - Smut Urges P3 - Smut Urges P4 - Smut Scream - Flirty Marks - smutty I don't need your help - Fluffy I Don't need your help P2 - Adorable News? - Flirty Reporter - Flirty Reporter - Smut Lucky Day - cute Eyes - Sweet I Hate You - Flirty I Hate You P2 - Funny I Hate You P3 - Sexy Good Morning - Smut Strip Poker - Smut Sleepy - Smut My Child - Adorable It has it's Uses Princess - Flirty It has it's Uses princess P2 - Smut It has it's Uses princess P3 - Smut It has it's uses Princess P4 - Smut It has its uses princess P5 - Smut I am not the man for this - Cute Warn - Cute Big Daddies Daughter - Sexy Big Daddies Daughter P2 - Sweet Big Daddies Daughter P3 - Sweet Big Daddies Daughter P4 - Dark Big Daddies Daughter P5 - Dark Christmas In NYC - Sweet Forget It - Smut Meow - Smut Meow P2 - Smut Meow P3 - Smut Go Study Benny - Flirty Dolls - Flirty Honeypie - Smut To New York - Sweet I Like Boys Too - Smut I Like Boys Too p2 - Smut Watts - Sweet I've Missed you - sweet NSFW 100 Don't Distract the Driver - Smut A Kid - Flirty A Kid P2 - Flirty A Kid P3 - Cute Pregnant Lady - Sweet Grumpy Little Bunny - Flirty Grumpy Little Bunny P2 - Sexy Love You - Smut Deal - flirty Books - flirty Daddy - Funny Daddy P2 - Adorable I'm Sleeping - Smut My baby! - Flirty Love Isn't - Cute Pinch - Flirty Drunk Visits - Flirty No Y/n - Flirty hello Benny - Smut Hi beth - Flirty Misstress - Smut what is Benny Watts Scared of? - Spooky Code 103 - Sexy Shave - Flirty Mr Watts - Cute Mr Watts P2 - Sexy Mr Watts P3 - Smutty Mr Watts P4 - Smut Benny The BunnySitter - Smut Benny the BunnySitter P2 - Funny Benny The BunnySitter P3 - Sexy Christmas Tree - Sweet Cuddle - Adorable Disscussion - Sweet Happy To Be Home - Sweet Somewhere That's Green - Sexy Somewhere That's Green P2 - Flirty 99 questions Friendly - Flirty Tickle - Sweet

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[yourlastbraincell-kiwi]

A/N: I found a Benny Watts one-shot hidden in my drafts, I had forgotten about. Here it is, please enjoy!

Most likely has grammar errors-

Pairing: Benny Watts x Reader

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Benny huffs standing up and goes to retrieve his wallet from his coat pocket, before handing me my money. I smiled, cheekily, before plucking the cash out of his hand.

“Thank you, baby.” I stand and peck his lips, but he pulls away abruptly. “Yeah, yeah.”

“All’s fair in love and war, or love and chess. More like..” He rolls his eyes, going over to set the chess pieces back to its original state. And I look at the cash in my hand.

“Hold up, Benny.” I hold the cash up to him. “I won thirty, you gave me twenty.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“That’s wasn’t in the rules.”

“There were no rules to begin with.” I roll my eyes and huff. “Yeah, you won those games fair and square, Congrats.” He congratulated me and placed a kiss to my forehead. “But since you are living under my roof-”

“It’s not a roof, it’s a floor, but continue.”

“I decided to take ten from it, as compensation, if you will.” He explained and I nod my head understandingly. “Right, so if I was to leave, would I be able to have my ten back? Considering I’m not living under your roof at that point.”

He thought about it before grabbing his wallet again, and just my eyes follow him, as he digs out another ten, handing it to me. “Is this your way of telling me, you don’t want me to leave, Benny-boo?” I said, as we both cringed at the nickname.

He sighed, looking at my eyes, before nodding his head slightly. I place and hand on his chest, as I stepped closer, feeling that his heart had picked up speed.

I don’t know, if it was from me, pretending to leave or me putting a hand on his chest. But it genuinely broke my heart seeing a man, who lets nothing get to him. Gets extremely nervous around me, and the fact that I might leave him.

But I must be stupid, drunk or both to leave him. Cause I would never make decision like that sane nor sober.

“Benny?” He refused meet my eye. “You didn’t actually think, I was going to leave you, did you?” I try look into his eyes, but he stared off into a corner of the room.

“Benny..” I started, absolutely devastated and saddened, that he truly thought I would. “Benny, look at me..” It took him some time before he made eye contact with me. By the time he did, you could tell his unshakable and tough demeanor had been torn.

“Benny, I would never, in a million years, leave you.” I said, holding his face in my hands. “You’re just the most amazing and remarkable person, I’ve ever met. You’re sweet, funny, talented..”

He looks away quickly, wiping a tear that had managed to fall. I redirect his face to look at me again. “And incredibly incredibly, handsome. You hearing me?”

“Why would I want to leave and find someone else, when I have the only one I want, right in front of me?”

“You might not see it, but take my word for it, I’m staying here, cause it’s were I belong.” I pat his cheek and leans him down to kiss his forehead, we stand there for a bit, before he collected his barrings, and wiped away any fallen tears.

“Wanna play another round?” He asked, sitting at the table. “Definitely. But before I forget,” I hand him the ten dollar bill, and he looks at me confused.

“It’s for compensation, remember? I wouldn’t want to get kicked out of your house.” I said, as I sat and he rolled his eyes, putting the bill underneath his thigh. “So, what are we playing for now?”

He thinks, before leaning forward with a mischievous grin on his face. “How bout, whomever losses, has to take off an article of clothing. Winners choice.”

“Are you just trying to get me naked, Benny?” He leans back in his chair, hair falling over his right eye. “Only if you agree to the terms and conditions.”

“You’re on, and there’s no way in hell, I’m losing to Benny Watts..”

[reneeluv154]

Waiting

Hope you like it!! 🤍🤍

In this imagine Jack finds you waiting for him outside his room but you’ve fallen asleep. He Carrie’s you to bed but you want him to stay with you. This is a sweet little imagine.

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Jack had been busy, running around the hospital all day. He hadn't once glanced my way which was rather unusual. So here I sat, by his bedroom door waiting for him to arrive so I could have a quick chat with him, maybe steal a hug and a kiss. After waiting for another 30 minutes my eyelids started to gently close and my head rested on the cold wall, I was asleep.

I was woken by two strong arms carefully picking me up. “Shhh I’m here, I'm right here.” It was Jack. His voice was always different around me than around others. It was soft and gentle like a cool breeze on an october night or sweet and adoring like how I assume the moon looks at the stars. I slightly smiled resting my head on his shoulder, loving the way it felt to have him hold me. “Where are you taking me?” I whispered.

He chuckled “To bed darling, why did you not wait till tomorrow to see me? I come and get you every morning. I have to or you would never get out of bed.”

“You didn’t come get me this morning, I haven’t talked to you all day.” I lifted my head off his shoulder pouting at him. “I know, I’m sorry. I was rushed into a procedure. I couldn't come and get you. And then all day I was having to check on patients and do several more procedures.” He explained giving my lips a small peck. “Will you ever forgive me?” He asked, sounding like royalty while pushing open the door to my room. “I guess so.” I smiled as he laid me down on my bed tucking me in tightly, handing me my small stuffed animal.

“Thank you, Milady.” He bowed, making me giggle and him smile while sitting on the edge of my bed. “Your smiles the sweetest thing I've seen all day.” He looked deep into my eyes, his smile now small. One hand reached out, tucking a small piece of hair behind my ear stroking my cheek. “You get some sleep, okay?” I nodded, he tapped my nose wishing me a goodnight giving me a kiss before heading for the door. “Jack?” My voice was small and light but he still turned one arm holding the door open while his other hand was on the frame. “Can you lay down with me? I’m feeling kinda lonely.”

“Of course I can lay down with you sweetheart.” He closed my door stripping down into his undergarment. Something only I got to see, He crawled into bed cradling me in one arm gently toying with my hair, my head laying on his chest, my stuffed animal tight in my hand.

“I love you Jack Dawkins.” I mumbled drifting off.

“I love you y/n y/l/n” I heard him say with a soft kiss to my head before being enveloped by sweet dreams

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rewatching the queen’s gambit and i can’t stop thinking of some ron, wizard’s chess, queen’s gambit inspired aus …

[swanimagines]

Hi! Can I request A46 + A101 for Benny Watts? Thank you!

Prompt: A46. “I’m not drunk!” + A101. “C’mon, admit it! You’re having fun.”

JUST A CLASSY PARTY

Bars or clubs had never been the kind of places you were seen frequenting, but when your boyfriend had asked you to come along to one of the clubs because there was a post-junior chess tournament event where he had been invited to come to speak, you reluctantly agreed to come. After all, it had been a chess tournament for people in their late teens and early twenties, and while some alcohol was served for people who were of age, it wasn’t some crazy party where you would be forced to avoid vomit puddles.

And it also wasn’t some common pub with a nightmare restroom, it was directed for the “better” people, meaning those who are rich and famous, or at least known. And on days like tonight, you needed an invite to get in. But despite that you, as Benny’s avec, were qualified to attend even though you hadn’t been invited directly.

“You will have a good time, I promise,” Benny had said as you were stuffing a book into your bag. “I know those people who are arranging it. Their events are never dull.”

You had scowled and muttered that you know his type of “fun” and you didn’t really have the same taste.

But, as soon as you stepped inside the club, you realised that it wasn’t anywhere near the kind you had pictured. Sure you didn’t expect a wild party, it was a “sophisticated” club after all and intellectuals had gathered there tonight, but you still expected… something that would have caused you headache.

A live band played jazz on the stage, silently enough to let people chatter, and it was nothing like an ordinary “party”. It was more like a gathering with some extra.

Benny let out a laugh at your surprise. “See? This is a classy party, and nothing you expected.”

And two hours later, you sat in the audience watching a stand-up gig. You kind of hated to admit it, but the book you had packed with you still lay forgotten in your bag, and you had barely even remembered it. You had been so sure that you’d retreat to some corner table to read within half an hour, a scowl on your face, complaining to your boyfriend that you couldn’t concentrate on reading.

Of course, Benny was eagle eyed and noticed you cracking smiles at the stand up, and soon slid on on the bench beside you, all smug and satisfied and you rolled your eyes.

Benny smirked at you. “C’mon, admit it, you’re having fun.”

You scoffed. “I’m not drunk, if that’s what you’re implying.”

Benny was quiet, his eyes fixed on you for a moment, and eventually you cracked and sighed. “Fine, I do enjoy this and I’m pleased you dragged me along. Happy?”

Benny huffed, an amused sound he always let out when he had been proven to be right at something. “Ecstatic.”

You leaned back on your seat, crossing your arms and looking at the comedian as he invited someone from the audience on stage, and you sat quietly with Benny for a moment.

“He’s pretty funny,” you mumbled, and Benny huffed again.

“An associate of ours recommended him, it’s his nephew’s friend. No one ever gives him gigs, despite the fact that he's always making people laugh and pulling off stand up ‘gigs’ at birthday parties.”

You arched an eyebrow. “Well, in that case you’ll make sure he gets more gigs, right?”

Benny shrugged. “I may have a trick or two to get him an audition and a manager.”

You smiled, looking back at the comedian, asking the audience member questions and a roaring wave of laughter echoed in the. He was barely a man, maybe even under twenty. But he had potential, so you were happy to have someone like Benny helping him out.

Benny knew how to be infuriating and cocky, but deep down he had a golden heart that had managed to capture you back when you first developed a crush on him. The memory made you cringe really, your friend had played chess with him at a junior tournament and pushed you to meet him, fully aware you liked him. She had insisted he had expressed interest in you too. And her suspicion turned out to be real, just a month from that moment Benny told you he's in love with you.

And maybe attending a party like this regularly would be a good idea, to remember the old times and seeing the new generation of chess players emerge.

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[unfortunately-obsessed]

Guys I just unlocked a memory. When I watched X-Men evolution (edit) Wolverine and the X-Men I wanted sooo badly to Gambit to be with Lorna

And now that I ship rogueneto? Worse family of Genosha

[love-marimo]

I Can't Remember Love (Zhongli x Reader)

Lolita's Note: This is a fic I impulsively wrote inspired by this song! It's one of my favorites. I've been feeling under the weather lately so this is very self-indulgent.

Reminiscence. It is one of the many bittersweet things that Zhongli goes through in his life countless times. There are instances where he wishes he has the memory of a normal human being.

Fickle, fleeting, yet like the essence of the cycle of seasons, the memory of a human being eventually forgets to make room for the new.

Sometimes it forgets the most monotonous thing; sometimes it forgets the most painful encounter. Though, sometimes it also remembers, but unlike him, the memories inside a mortal's mind become a mosaic of fragments unique to their own journey in their lives.

But to him, he remembers it all. Whereas, instead of a fragmented mosaic, they are all clear paintings that move through every fiber of his being.

Memories of the archon war, of the many eras he had lived through, of the many battles he fought, and of the people whom lives he had witnessed blossom and wither - it all melts inside of him, an unpleasant mixture of despair, bloodshed, triumph, and change.

But, out of all the things he remembers, he chooses to reminisce about you.

His beloved.

His treasure.

The first time he saw you was during one of your travels, lost in the mountains where the adepti resided, and he remembers the questioning look in your eyes when you found him sitting alone by the stone table at Mt. Aozang, and he always smiles at himself when he remembers the cautious way you asked him for directions to get back to the harbor.

Back then, he thought he will never see you again, part of him wanted you to take a seat beside him and rest for a while, but he sensed your urgency to return back to where you came from.

So when he saw you again, he remembers how surprised you were when he visited the restaurant you temporarily worked for.

He remembers how hardworking and clever you were. You always loved what you were doing, and he admired your unbreakable resolve to keep moving forward despite the many obstacles you faced in life.

He remembers the day he realized he became too watchful of you, and he remembers the day he found himself accompanying you too often in your journeys.

When you asked him why, he remembers how he told you that he just grew fond being around you.

He remembers how you used to buy yourself beautiful clothes after a commission with a hefty pay.

He remembers how you always dreamed to be part of an opera troupe, and when he tells you he can refer you to one of his acquaintances, you politely refuse him. He remembers you telling him that you've grown 'too old' for it, and that you didn't 'have enough time and resources'; but you always tell him that it can happen in the next life.

For every dream you didn't achieve, he remembers how you always tell him that, often with that sweet smile in your face.

And he almost laughs bitterly at that.

When he thinks about you, he also remembers the archon war.

He remembers searching for you far and wide. For each step that he took, he looked for any sign of you. Anything, even the faintest tune of your voice. He remembers desperation.

To see you,

To feel you,

Alive.

He remembers how the flames engulfed the traces of your life. He remembers the embers of what was once your home.

He remembers the sight of burnt silk and shattered pieces of jade ー one of your favorite possessions.

He remembers how he lost himself at the sight of losing you. And it was painful.

He remembers that it was the moment where he grew tired of losing people that mattered to him.

At the time, he knew nothing but wrath and despair. Zhongli grew coldhearted, his heart hard as stone. But, he found that the passage of time does heal you little by little.

Yet, out of all the things he remembers about you, Zhongli seemed to forget one thing.

Love.

He thinks it's better that way, to forget about how much he loved you. In a sense, it makes remembering you less painful.

With each passing of the seasons, his heart ached less, and his scars healed better. A few hundred years have passed, and Zhongli became a man of many duties.

Presently, the man puts up a facade of a polite and dedicated bachelor, dutifully fulfilling his responsibilities as the esteemed consultant of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.

He seemed to take it as his favorite pastime, drinking tea or having wine and reminiscing about you, especially when he is alone.

Whenever he stops by the Heyu Teahouse, he pictures you as one of the guest performers alongside the Yun-Han opera troupe.

Oh, how you'd look beautiful in their delicate costumes. Zhongli always wishes to a fallen star that maybe someday, you'll return to him living the life you once dreamed of.

But he knows it won't be coming true. So he holds on to every bit of memory he has of you.

Zhongli wants to remember how he loved you.

He wants to remember how he kissed and touched you.

Out of all the things he can forget, why would it be the one? He asks himself.

They say it is bad to open up old wounds, but he does so whenever he thinks about you.

He hates to admit that he wants you back.

Zhongli wants to see and feel your existence again, and maybe he is desperate about it, but he doesn't want to live his life like this anymore.

He doesn't want to pretend. To put up a facade. He has become so restless and empty for the last 500 years. He can't help it.

It's not the same without you.

"I remember springtime, I remember when it rained"

A familiar voice rings through his ears and he looks up to see who the next performer is.

"I remember night time"

His eyes widened at the sight. He saw the one person he had longed for so long.

"The happiness and pain"

There you were, standing on the stage as you sang a mellow song from a foreign region. The guests were intently listening to your melodic voice, as you sang a song of melancholy and love.

"I remember you"

Zhongli found himself walking towards you, cautiously, as if he was reliving the moment of your first encounter. Your eyes were closed, and you had the familiar smile on your face. He remembers it clearly, the expression you have when you were enjoying yourself.

"But I can't remember love"

He found it ironic. You were so beautiful. You felt so complete, like you weren't chasing ends to meet anymore. So, he knows this is different. This is not you from many years ago. Still, you looked the same as ever ー as if you haven't aged at all.

"Was it only yesterday, or many moons ago?"

Zhongli realized you were looking into his eyes, still smiling ー as if you were asking him the lyric you were singing, reminiscing about the archaic past together. He felt his heart beat again, and he wanted nothing but to hold you tight in his arms.

"When I turned and walked away, where, oh, where did it go?"

The lanterns of the teahouse illuminated your face, and you both stood there. Zhongli patiently waited for you to finish the song. He doesn't know how to approach you, or how you'll react when he calls you by your name.

"I remember you. Yet, I want to remember love, and I do…"

You sang the last lines of the song and people clapped as you ended your performance. It turns out you were a local singer who performs in taverns and teahouses all across Teyvat. Zhongli felt nostalgic at that fact. You are still a traveler at heart.

He felt a pang at his chest when you started to walk away. He figured you still had places to go.

No.

He cannot let this happen.

He cannot lose you again.

He called your name as he started to chase after you.

You were about to get inside your carriage when you heard his voice.

"Are you referring to me, sir?" You asked innocently.

"Yes." He replied, catching his breath.

There was silence for a while. While you were studying his appearance, he felt a mixture of feelings as he took in your beauty.

"It… it really is you." He smiled. He doesn't want to scare you, but he remembers now. He remembers how his heart beats fast whenever he's around you. He remembers how it takes all of his composure to remain calm and collected whenever he is near you.

He remembers it all.

And for once, he wishes he won't forget anymore. He'd rather have the curse of remembering everything as long as there's you in it.

He remembers now.

He remembers how much he loves you, even if you don't remember him anymore.

He'll watch over you, just like he did in the past. He'll protect you. And if the time comes when you need him by your side, he'll stay with you ー for as long as you need.

To Zhongli, your existence is enough to make him love you, even if it's just from afar.

So, he thanks every fallen star he has wished to; because he can truly feel alive, now that you're here again.

ー Lolita

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ive rlly grown into my “angry drama teacher who wants everyone to succeed and chase their dreams but cannot stop shit talking theatre and broadway as an industry” phase

[bulletbilltime]

I'm so sane. Only sane people think about "Life is Strange but isekai'd into Paper Mario TTYD". I'm so sane I swear.

[the-fiction-witch]

Best! Wife! Ever!

Media - The Queens Gambit Character - Benny Watts Couple - Benny X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - 17 (Breif nudity) Word Count - 1052

Benny woke with the hangover of all hangovers. His head throbbed, his vision blurry and his body ached. He struggled to put his brain back together again to remember, where he was, when he was, and… frankly who he was. He slowly pulled his head from the hotel room’s pillow and allowed the sheets to fall around his waist which bared his chest to the air.

He rubbed his eyes and face, groaned softly and as he tried to gather his memories of last night. He recalled the final game of the tournament, he remembered the press, he… vaguely remembered taking his winnings to the casino… and… the rest was a mystery to him.

He glanced around the room and tried to piece his night together.

Suddenly, the hotel room’s bathroom door opened. A girl walked out casually with a towel wrapped around her body, her body and hair soaked fresh from a shower. She hummed softly as she came across the room.

Benny was taken back, at the sight of her. As he felt pretty confident he had never seen this girl before. But he wasn’t angry about the sexy girl in his room.

“Uhhh… Hi?”

“Hi,” she giggled as she dried off,

“You uhhh… you had a good shower?”

“I did,” she nodded, “I made sure to save you plenty of hot water,” she blew him a small kiss and picked up a suitcase to pick out some clothes,

“Yeah… thanks.” he nodded, “Sorry… My head is… killing me.”

“Awww you poor thing,” she cooed, as she pulled on a pair of white lace panties, “I’ll pour you a nice drink if you like,” She smiled as she tugged on a matching white lace bra,

“Ohh yeah, that would be amazing.” he agreed,

She nodded and made up a glass of ice water and brought it over to the bed,

“Thanks.” he nodded as he took the glass and quickly had a sip,

“You’re welcome,” she cooed, as she pressed a kiss to his cheek,

Benny slowly sipped his water, and made no secret of watching her, “So… uhh… last night,”

“What about it?” She laughed as she put her leg on the bed to slowly pull her black stocking up her leg,

His eyebrows raised and he had to blink a couple of times, “You uhh you know I was super drunk right?”

“You were,” she laughed, “I take it you’re hungover?” she smiled putting the other leg up to slide on her other stocking,

“Yeah… pretty damn.” he nodded sipping more water, unable to even blink as he watched her,

“Don’t worry, we can go down to the hotel restaurant for a nice late breakfast.” She smiled walking back to her suitcase, her ass jiggling a little as she walks,

“Yeah… uhh… sounds good.” he nodded, unable to resist thinking about how the hell he got so lucky last night, “Sorry- What is your name?”

She laughed, “Y/n Watts.” she said as she slipped on some dagger heels,

“Y/n Watts.” he repeated back to himself trying to remember her, before it clicked like a light switch, “W-Watts…” his eyes went wide and he stared at her trying to see if she was serious,

She laughed again, “Formerly Y/n Y/l/n.” she said showing off her large and clearly fake ring,

“Ooohh okay.” I gulped a little, and it all came back. He had gone down to the casino floor with his chess winnings, sat at the poker table with some dick and this girl, she and Benny teamed up to fuck with the dick guy until he finally left having lost most of his money to them. He had vague memories of spending the night casino hopping with her getting richer, drunker and of course closer. He wasn’t confident at what point he must have asked her to marry him and actually went through with it? But it’s Vegas. Shit like this happens alot. “And you’re… cool with this? With being married to a guy you met flat-out drunk in Vegas?”

She shrugged, “You’re cute.” she smiled slipping on a white fluffy turtle neck jumper,

He tried not to blush a little, “Thanks, you’re…a fucking bombshell.”

“Awww, thank you hubby.” she cooed as she slipped on a black pencil skirt, tucking her jumper into her skirt,

He laughed a little, kinda enjoying her presence. Even now he could kinda get why his black-out self would have wanted to marry her, she’s cute, kinda funny and… gorgeous. “Do I get to know about my new wife then?”

“Ask away,” she smiled as she put on a white belt around her waist making her look much sleeker and thinner,

“Well, you know what I do I assume, so what do you do?” he asked leaning against the headboard,

She happily sat at the desk and began to work on her hair and make-up, “Brand representative,” she smiled, “For southern comfort.”

“The drink?”

“Mhm,” she nodded putting her hair up into an updo with a white headband, “Go into hotels, bars, casinos make sure the product is up to standard, branding it where it should be, butter up the owners so they order more.”

“Makes sense why you're so clever,” he smirked, “Would… we get free drinks?”

“Yes.” she laughs,

He tried not to visibly celebrate but he was pretty thrilled about that, “where you do live then? I assume you travel alot.”

“I have a house in New Orleans.” she smiled,

“You own it?”

“Yep,” she smiled as she finished up her make-up,

“Hu… I have a little place, in New York.”

“Ooohh lovely,” she smiled spraying her perfume,

“So? You’re really okay with this?”

“Perfectly okay,” she smiled as she came over, “So long as I get a new better ring soon?”

“That can be arranged.” He nodded taking her hand and pressing a tender kiss to her knuckles, “Now you said about some breakfast?”

“I’ll get the shower running for you, and then we’ll head down for breakfast.”

“Humm thank you, darling,” he smirked,

“You’re welcome,” she cooed as she walked into the bathroom,

“YES! Rich, hot, sexy, smart, wife … I should get black out more often.”

“I heard that Benny!”

“Shit-” he sighed, “Did you find it endearing? Cause I’m not gonna lie this is… gonna be the rest of our lives together!” he yelled back,

“I found it adorable!”

“Best! Wife! Ever!”

[reneeluv154]

Apple

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⚠️This is a smut, I’m sorry if it’s absolutely horrible, this is my first one. Also I felt mad awkward writing this. Hahah

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Today had been a long day and it wasn’t even 12:00. Jack sat reading up on a surgery he was required to do in a few day’s. “Jack, you haven’t lifted your head from that book in the last three hour’s.” I set down my journal. “It’s important I get this right y/n.” He huffed, taking a bite out of his apple. I smirked devilishly, “Is your apple good?” I asked, walking over and straddling him. Grabbing his hand, taking a small bite out of his apple.

He looked at me, barely biting his lip, his eyebrows furrowed. “Not now Y/n.”

“Pleeease we haven’t had any fun in month’s.” I pouted, closing his book and grabbing his face to look at me.

“I know love and I apologize but I’ve been really busy.” He moved my hair behind my ear. “Don’t you miss having fun?” I asked, He nodded “I do, I promise I do.”

I smiled playfully reaching the hem of his shirt pulling it up, He didn’t fight, letting me completely pull it off and throw it to the floor. It wasn’t long before our lips were working passionately and our hands ventured.

“This is hardly fair love.” He glanced down at my shirt smirking. I smiled, both of us breathing heavily as I pulled my shirt off letting my breast’s pop out since I wasn't wearing a bra. “Fuck Y/n” He moaned grabbing my breast’s groping them roughly. “Jack please, I need you.” I moaned hard as he played with my nipples rubbing and pinching them. “Patience baby.” He whispered into my ear blowing hot breath against my ear.

After another 20 minutes of hickies,pinching, kissing, and groping I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him in me. I broke our kiss, grabbing his pant’s, pulling them down and taking my panties off as well. I felt as though I couldn’t get undressed fast enough,Jack sat there smirking at me in my frustrated and impatient state. I finally pulled down his boxers letting his hard cock jump free. I couldn’t wait sitting down letting his cock fill my pussy before I started to bounce, still in my frustrated state. It took me a minute to notice him groaning and kissing down my neck. “Ummm baby, you're bloody tight, maybe I should starve you like this all the time.”

“Don’t you fucking dare.” I breathed going as fast as I could but it still wasn’t enough. I whimpered, “Jack It’s not enough.”

“You want some help?” He asked breathlessly. I nodded fast, “Word’s baby.” I tried to catch my breath “Ugh yes! I need fucking help Jack, Please!” He took his index finger down to my clit, rubbing it violently while moving his hips in sync with my own. “ Mmm damn baby.” He moaned. I felt his seed fill me and that was enough to throw me over the edge. I screamed cumming down his dick while he continued to move my hips helping me ride it out. “That was good, holy shit that was good.”

He gasped. I couldn’t force any word’s out of my mouth.He finally pulled out making me sigh from the empty feeling. “You okay?” He asked with a small chuckle. I slowly nodded, keeping my head on his shoulder not having the strength to move. My legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, he picked me up gently, setting me down on the bed covering me up with his thin sheets. “Are you sure you're okay?” He asked, stroking my arm. “Yeah I’m okay.” I mumbled. “Okay, scoot over gorgeous.” He softly spoke, laying down letting me lay on his chest while he opened up his second book and started reading

[stinkythehutt]

I think that because of their supernatural talents there are so many hobbies and performance arts that Jedi would be good at… is there any guide as to if the Order lets its members participate in group and/or competitive parkour / figure skating / ballet / martial arts / etc? I can see there being some kind of apprehension around not wanting to “show off” or demoralise members of the general public, whether use of extraordinary skills in competition counts as cheating and so on…