#jo blurbs ⋆˚࿔

[jordiemeow]

18+ mdni

something something something farm boy!clark kent who spends his summer pining over the city girl spending the summer with his family—a favour for martha's old friend. he's a mama's boy, all bashful and polite, greeting you with dimpled smiles but never able to hold eye contact for long. he's lucky he has kryptonian strength because a lesser man would melt under your gaze when he's hauling things around the property.

he calls you ma'am and pulls your chair out for you at dinner, but god, he's going insane every time he's around you. all he can focus on is his super senses zeroing in on the smell of your arousal, sweet and heady, every time you give him an innocent smile when you bend over in your little denim shorts. he doesn't whistle. that'd be rude. but lord, he wants to. wants to just drop to his knees in front of you and beg you to let him fuck you. just once, to put an end to this agony.

then finally, finally, you ask him for some help. bat your lashes up at him and in your sweet, soft, city-slick little voice you say "clark? i can't get this saddle off the rack. can you come give me a hand?" and he obediently trails after you down to the barn. but you don't head towards the saddles. you make a beeline straight for the hayloft, beckoning him with a single crook of your finger. he spends a minute stalled at the bottom drooling over the way your shorts ride up before scrambling up after you.

"you gonna sit there and pretend you're not staring again, clark?"

"i ain't staring," he lies, red creeping up his neck. "i'm just praying."

"praying?"

"yeah. praying i don't do something real stupid," he affirms. and then you're on him, and he doesn't have to be the one to break first. not when you're unbuckling his jeans and licking into his mouth, whispering about how you want his cock right there in the hayloft. and like the good little farm boy he is, he gives you exactly what you want.

yes ma'am.

[jo-speaks]

Can you do a request for luke Hughes? Maybr he meets a girl while doing an appearance with the team like a nurse at hospital and he has to try and find her the next day to ask her out. Maybe his teammates help

CHASIN' YOU

warnings: none!!

note: please excuse my lack of hospital knowledge.. ps. THANK YOU 700 followers. i love you all.

The Devils were making another one of their visits at RWJBarnabas Health, a trip that always had Luke feeling excited.

As awkward as he was, he felt great visiting kids whose days were made so much better just by spending time with him. It wasn’t just for him, it was for them too. So, when he and Nico were split up together walking around the hospital and meeting those kids, he didn’t think too much of it. Just another day at the office.

That was until the pair entered a room in the left wing. They were expecting a kid, and their parents, the usual sight they were met with during these trips. However, what they hadn’t expected was for you to be in there. You turned to face the men, a warm smile on your face. 

“Hey, sorry! I’m just checking his vitals, and I’ll be out of your hair.” 

Nico nodded, thanking you before walking over to the parents, shaking their hands, and making small conversation as you did your job. Luke, on the other hand, was stuck still in his spot, lips slightly parted as he watched you work. 

The way your hands were gentle as you lifted the boy's arm, wrapping a blood pressure cuff around it. The way you were smiling and laughing along with him as he told you about how the other nurses weren’t as nice as you. The way you chewed on your lip as you wrote on his chart. You weren’t doing anything a nurse wasn’t expected to do, but Luke thought you were an absolute grace from the heavens.

“Everything looks good, bud!” You said joyfully, high-fiving the boy before taking off the cuff. “I think it’s time for me to get out of your hair and let you enjoy these superstars, huh?”

The boy nodded, smiling widely. “Thank you, Ms.Y/N!”

Y/N. It suited you so perfectly, Luke was positive he’d never get it out of his head. You bid farewell to his parents, walking across the room to head out the door. As you passed Luke, he caught your eye, offering you a polite smile. In return, you smiled at him and let out a soft, “Hi,” before grazing his arm with yours, walking out the door into the hall.

It was one word, yet Luke felt a blush rise to his cheeks and a tingly feeling in his stomach. It was one word, and Luke knew that he needed to see you again.

~~~

“We don’t have to go again for the next two months. Why do you want to go back so soon?” Nico asked, his eyebrow quirking up at Luke’s sudden request.

He choked on his spit. “I- I just miss the kids, you know? I’m sure it gets lonely in those cold rooms.”

His reasoning was bullshit, and Nico knew it too. “Alright, spill it, Rusty.”

Luke sighed, knowing he’d been caught in a not-so-good lie. He shifted back and forth on his skates, shoving his hands into his hoodie pocket as he avoided eye contact with his captain. 

“You remember the girl who was in there with that Charlie kid?”

Nico furrowed his eyebrows. “His mom?”

“No!” Luke exclaimed, “The nurse. I thought she was kinda cute.”

The older man let out a sigh, his hand coming up to his teammate’s shoulder. It was possible, Nico knew that, but he wanted to tease the boy a little longer before giving in. “So you want to use those kids to get a girl? Didn’t think you were that kinda guy, Hughes.”

His tone was light and teasing, so Luke didn’t feel actual offense. Still, hid his face in his shoulder, face burning red. Maybe he was right. Maybe he shouldn’t be using visiting kids just for the slight chance of seeing you. Maybe he should just man up and ask a receptionist for your name. Maybe-

“I’ll see what I can do, okay?”

The look of pure joy on Luke’s face was laughable. His smile was wide, and he was pulling in Nico for a side hug before skating off quickly to do god knows what. 

~~~

The hospital felt bigger than it had during previous visits, making Luke sweat a little around the collar of his jersey. The whole team was confused as to why they were back only two weeks after their initial visit, but they were happy to be making kids’ days again. Jack was with them this time, feeling well enough to join his teammates and brother on this visit, unaware of Luke’s ulterior motives. 

They split off, leaving in groups of three. Coincidentally, Luke ended up with Jack and Nico, one of them who would actually be a help to Luke’s side quest. 

He was antsy. Walking quickly through the halls that you would think he was a doctor trying to get to his patients, given he wasn’t wearing his jersey. Jack gave Nico a look, confused as to why his younger brother was zooming past rooms of kids they were scheduled to visit. “Is he alright? He’s been acting weird.”

The captain chuckled, placing his hand on his teammate’s uninjured shoulder, “You’ll see.” The lack of an explanation had Jack even more confused, but he kept on, speeding up his pace to follow Luke. 

“Lukey, can you slow down?” Jack hollered, trying to avoid crashing into the hospital staff. 

Luke turned around for a quick second, his eyes widening slightly as he saw the distance between himself and the boys. Before he could chirp back, a sudden pressure came onto his chest, a soft gasp following it,  causing his head to whip back around. His jaw fell as he saw you, your chart and pens scattered around you as you looked up with furrowed eyebrows. It was impossible for you to keep that rapidly rising anger, your face immediately softening when you noticed it was the guy from a month ago. 

He squatted down, helping you pick up your stuff, “I am so sorry. I-”

“It’s okay.” You laughed softly, picking up your papers and taking what he had gotten from his hands, “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

Luke stood up, his tall figure standing over you as he extended his hand, which you gladly took. “Still, I don’t think you’d expect someone to be standing in your way.”

By now, Nico and Jack had caught up. They were a few steps back from you and Luke, choosing to watch the situation unfold from a listening distance before they stepped in to help the younger boy. 

“Well, if it were to be anyone, I’m glad it was you.”

Your words slipped out before you could stop them, mentally facepalming yourself at what you had just said to the cute stranger in front of you. The truth is, you couldn’t stop thinking about him either. Since the day he walked in on you, it felt like his face was imprinted into your head, every bone in your body wishing he would come back. Selfishly, you started picking up extra shifts, wanting to be there if he ever came back. 

A blush rose onto his face, your heart beating faster at the sight. Yet, he did his best to keep his composure. “Y-Yeah?”

“Yeah.” You smiled, “I’m Y/N.”

Luke remembered that. How could he forget? It was your name. The name that was engraved into his memory. The name he spent countless nights thinking about because it fit you so well. 

“Luke.” 

“Well, Luke,” You repeated, “It’s nice to see you again.” Your pager beeped, your eyes glancing down to see that you were needed down the hall. He noticed it too, but he knew he couldn’t let you go again. 

“Do you think I could get your number?” He blurted, causing Jack and Nico to sputter out laughter.

You chuckled, taking his arm and sliding the sleeve of his jersey up. You took one of your pens, clicking down the tip as you scribbled your digits onto his skin, making sure he couldn’t lose them. When you finished, you looked up at him, noticing his impossibly redder face, smiling at him before dropping his arm and walking away.  Jack came up behind him, picking up that same arm to see what you’d done. “Damn, Lukey. She’s got you whipped already.”

And his brother was right. He was already obsessed with you.

[drewsephrry]

Hey sweets, me again🤭

Can I get #20 from the smut list with JJ? If you haven’t already of course

-hugs and kisses

hi lovie!!! thanks for requesting!! 🤍

2k celebration!!!

warnings: 18+, shower sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), mention of fight

words: 680

The Pogues had barely made it back to the chateau after another dispute with the Kooks. Your adrenaline was still high and the scent of saltwater and sweat clung to your skin. Everyone else had scattered, giving you and JJ a rare moment alone.

“I’ll clean up first.” You said, grabbing a towel as you headed toward the small, cramped bathroom. JJ leaned against the doorway, watching you with an intensity you tried to ignore.

“You don’t have to do this, you know.” He said suddenly, his voice softer than you were used to.

“Do what?” You asked, confused. You paused, looking over your shoulder at him.

“Stay.” He said simply, his blue eyes locking onto yours. “Deal with all my shit. You could walk away and I wouldn’t blame you.” The vulnerability in his voice caught you off guard. JJ never let his guard down, not even with you. But tonight, the weight of everything seemed to be pressing down on him harder than usual.

“I’m not going anywhere, JJ.” You replied, stepping closer. “You don’t scare me.”

“Maybe you should be scared.” His lips twitched into a small, bitter smile. The room felt smaller, the air heavier. Before you could second-guess yourself, you reached out and cupped his cheek, your thumb brushing over the faint bruise forming on his jawline.

“You don’t scare me,” you repeated, firmer this time. JJ’s breath hitched, his eyes searching yours for something he wasn’t sure he deserved. And then, like a floodgate opening, he surged forward, capturing your lips in a kiss that was as desperate as it was passionate.

Now, you were pressed against the cold tiles of the shower wall, the water cascading over both of you as steam filled the small bathroom. JJ's hands gripped your hips tightly, his touch rough yet tender.

“Fuck…” He groaned, his voice thick with want as he pushed into you. Your moan echoed softly in the confined space, your head tilting back against the wall as your body arched instinctively. The warm water mixed with the heat radiating between you and you panted softly as he started to move, his thrusts slow. His lips found your neck, trailing kisses up to your ear.

“How does that feel, baby?” He murmured, his voice a low rasp that sent shivers down your spine. You couldn't form coherent words.

“Good.” You breathed. JJ's movements grew faster, more urgent, as though he was chasing something only you could give him. The sound of your wet bodies slamming filled the space, accompanied by the soft hum of the water cascading over you. His hands roamed your body, one cupping the side of your face as he turned you toward him, his lips capturing yours in a messy, desperate kiss.

“I need you.” He admitted against your lips, his

voice cracking. The vulnerability in his tone broke something inside you.

“I'm not going anywhere.” You whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

His thrusts faltered for a moment, his forehead pressing against yours as he let out a shuddering breath.

“I don't deserve you.” He said softly, his movements slowing as if to savor every second.

“You deserve everything.” You whispered, brushing a wet strand of hair from his face. Your words seemed to ground him and he surged forward again, his hands gripping your thighs to lift you higher against the wall.

The pleasure built between you, a crescendo of gasps and moans that echoed through the steam-filled room. You clung to him as your body trembled, his name tumbling from your lips like a prayer. Your orgasm taking over your whole body.

JJ followed moments later, his body tensing before collapsing into you, his head resting against your shoulder. The water continued to pour over both of you, but neither moved, caught in the quiet aftermath of your actions. As the steam began to dissipate, JJ pulled back to look at you, his thumb tracing your cheek.

“You're the only thing that makes me feel like I'm not falling apart.” He admitted softly.

A/N: hope you enjoyed this, i wrote it really quickly and i am so sorry!! 🤍

[acklesarchives]

Burning between us - Jo Harvelle + Ruby

Ruby x female!reader x Jo

A night of tension, desire, and control unfolds as Ruby and Jo take turns with you.

Content warnings ; smut, little bit of boob play, threesome, fingering, grinding, masturbation, finger sucking, dom!ruby, multiple orgasms

Word count ; 2,467

Minors PLEASE do not interact !!!

The motel room is dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation. The only sound is the quiet hum of the AC and the occasional soft breath between the three of you. Ruby’s gaze never leaves yours, her body just inches away as she stands above you. She’s teasing, waiting for the perfect moment, knowing exactly how to make you ache with need.

“You’ve been so good tonight,” Ruby whispers, her voice low and full of command. Her fingers trace the curve of your arm, down to your side, testing the waters. “But I think you want more, don’t you?”

You nod, breath shallow, already feeling the heat build inside you. Every inch of her touch is electric, and you can’t help but want more.

Ruby’s lips curl into a slow, wicked smile. “Good girl,” she purrs. She doesn’t wait for you to respond, instead capturing your lips in a deep kiss, her tongue slipping into your mouth, tasting you slowly, teasingly. Her hands are on you almost immediately, gripping you in ways that make your pulse race.

But before you can lose yourself in her, you feel the presence of someone else in the room. You turn your head slightly to see Jo standing in the doorway, watching. Her eyes are dark, hungry, taking in every detail as Ruby continues to kiss you, her hands moving lower. Jo doesn’t say a word; she doesn’t have to. You can feel the intensity of her gaze, the way she’s absorbing every moment.

Ruby pulls back slightly, a soft laugh escaping her lips as she notices Jo’s presence. “She’s mine right now, Jo,” Ruby murmurs, her voice dripping with mischief. “You can have your turn soon.”

Jo steps forward, her movements slow and deliberate. Her body is all strength, power, and control. As she nears, she doesn’t look at you—her gaze is fixed on Ruby, silently acknowledging the shift in power.

Jo’s lips curl into a smirk. “I’m not waiting,” she growls, her voice rough, thick with desire.

Ruby chuckles softly, her hands still teasing your skin. “Take your time, Jo. We’ve got all night.”

But Jo’s patience is thin. Without a word, she’s on the bed beside you, her hands moving to your clothes, tugging them off with urgency, her fingers leaving a trail of fire on your skin.

As Ruby watches, Jo’s lips descend to your neck, leaving soft, possessive kisses. You can feel her breath on your skin, the heat of her body against yours as she presses into you, her hands roaming with confidence.

“Tell us you want this,” Jo whispers, her voice hushed but demanding. “Tell us you want us.”

You gasp at her words, your breath quickening. “I want you both,” you breathe, your voice trembling. “Please.”

Ruby smirks, satisfied, and slides down your body slowly, her hands never leaving your skin. As she moves lower, Jo’s lips find yours, kissing you hard, her hands pulling you closer, deepening the kiss until your entire body responds.

Ruby’s hands find their way between your legs, and you can’t help but gasp as her fingers slip into you, teasing you with a soft touch. “You’re so fucking perfect, so wet,” Ruby whispers, her breath warm against your skin as she strokes you with careful precision.

Jo watches from above, her eyes dark, her body tense with need. She’s enjoying this—watching you unravel beneath Ruby’s touch, and the sight of it only stokes her own hunger.

Ruby glances at Jo, a wicked grin on her lips. “She’s almost there,” Ruby purrs. “You ready, Jo?”

Jo nods, moving with purpose, her hands slipping under your body, lifting you slightly as she positions herself, her lips descending to your ear. “We’re not done with you yet, sweetheart,” Jo murmurs. “Not by a long shot.”

Ruby’s fingers move faster, her movements becoming more urgent, but still calculated—she’s not letting you finish yet. Jo’s hands come down onto your chest, pinning you in place as she watches Ruby’s every move, kneading at your perky tits.

The pressure builds, and you can’t hold back anymore. You’re trembling under them, your body aching for release, but Ruby pulls away, leaving you gasping, needy.

“You’ve got to wait,” Ruby says softly, her voice commanding but almost sweet in its wickedness. “Patience, sweetheart.”

Jo’s hands slide lower, finding your waist, and she pulls you into her, her body hovering above you as she positions herself just where you need her. You gasp, the anticipation almost unbearable.

“You’re going to feel both of us don’t you worry,” Jo whispers, her voice dripping with authority as she moves against you, grinding slowly, deliberately. Your body arches toward her, desperate for the release Ruby is so cruelly denying you.

The room is thick with heat and tension as Jo continues to move against you, her rhythm slow at first, but she doesn’t hold back for long. Her hands grip your body, pulling you closer, her kisses becoming fiercer as she dominates the moment.

Ruby leans back, watching with hungry eyes, her fingers still trailing along her own body, waiting for her turn. The heat between the three of you is intoxicating, and as Jo’s rhythm intensifies, you feel yourself unraveling, your body betraying you with each movement.

Ruby slips her fingers into her own heat, wet from watching the both of you, from hearing the way both you and Jo’s skin sounded against each other as Jo grinned her clit down to yours. She leans down to kiss you, her tongue moving all throughout your mouth, moaning into it while she pushed her fingers into her at the same time as Jo was grinding down into you.

“She wants it,” Ruby murmurs pulling away from your mouth, her voice dark, thick with desire. “She’s going to come for us.”

And you do—your body shuddering beneath Jo’s, every inch of you trembling as the pressure finally breaks, and you give in to the release you’ve been aching for.

Jo’s lips are on yours again, claiming you with the force of her kiss as Ruby watches,her fingers still in her, but her gaze never leaving you as she comes as well.

And as you lie there, spent and breathless, Ruby leans over, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, sticking her fingers into your mouth to lick up all of the the sticky liquid that coated them. She tasted so good, sweet, which was ironic considering her personality but you didn’t care, you sucked it off all of of them.

“Not done yet, sweetheart,” Ruby growls, her voice low and commanding. She’s moving toward you with purpose, her fingers leaving your mouth and trailing lightly over your skin as she positions herself above you.

You’re still riding the aftershocks, your body still sensitive from Jo’s touch, but Ruby doesn’t give you time to rest. Her hands grip your sides, holding you in place as she lowers herself onto you. Her lips are on yours in an instant, a fierce kiss that makes you melt into her, her tongue claiming you as she deepens the kiss.

“You’re going to feel me now,” Ruby whispers between kisses, her words a command more than a suggestion.

You can barely catch your breath as Ruby moves her hands down your body, urging you to meet her every shift and grind. She’s in full control, her pace fast and unrelenting as she makes sure you’re reacting to every inch of her.

The tension between the three of you is never truly gone—it’s just waiting, simmering under the surface, ready to build again. Ruby watches you with dark eyes, savoring every second, every gasp that escapes your lips.

“Tell me you want it,” Ruby murmurs, her lips brushing your ear, her voice thick with desire. “Tell me you need me like this.”

You shudder, every inch of your body aching for her. Your head is spinning, and you’re losing yourself to her, to the way she makes you feel. “I want it,” you breathe, your voice barely a whisper. “I need you, Ruby.”

A dark smile curls at the corners of Ruby’s lips as she hears your words. She’s pushing you toward the edge, but not quite letting you fall yet. She wants to feel you squirm under her control.

“You’re mine,” Ruby says, her voice rough and filled with authority. Her fingers dig into your skin, holding you in place as she moves faster, deeper. The pressure is building, and you can barely focus on anything but her touch, her presence overwhelming you.

Jo sits off to the side of the bed, her hands resting in her lap as she watches Ruby take control. Her eyes are dark with desire, but she doesn’t rush in. She enjoys seeing the way Ruby makes you ache, how she forces you to feel every bit of her dominance. The atmosphere in the room is thick, electric, and Jo can’t help but admire the way Ruby owns the moment.

Ruby’s breath comes faster now as she drives into you with even more urgency. She’s relentless, pulling you into every moment, making sure you feel every second of her. Your body moves against her, desperate to find some release, but she doesn’t allow it. She’s in control, and you’ll get what she gives you—nothing more, nothing less.

“You’re doing so well,” Ruby whispers, her hands never leaving you, her body shifting in rhythm with yours. “You’re going to break for me, aren’t you?”

The tension is unbearable, and your body is on the verge of collapsing under the pressure. Ruby is so close, her grip firm as she positions you just right. And then, with a sharp thrust, the pressure snaps, and you come undone, your body trembling as the release floods through you.

But Ruby doesn’t stop. She keeps moving, pushing you past your limits, making sure you feel every inch of her as your breath comes in shallow gasps.

As you lie there, breathless and spent, Ruby leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You’re perfect,” she whispers, her voice a soft growl, before she pulls back slightly, her eyes locked on you. “But I’m not done yet. Not by a long shot.”

The room feels like it’s closing in, and every breath you take is thick with anticipation. Your body is still trembling from Ruby’s last movements, your mind hazy from the overwhelming pleasure she’s brought you. But she’s not finished yet. Her gaze never leaves yours, her eyes dark with hunger, full of that same possessive fire.

Ruby shifts down your body, her lips curling into a satisfied smile as she moves. You can’t help but gasp, your body already reacting to her as she positions herself just where you need her. Her fingers trace the lines of your skin as she leans down, her breath hot against your body. You feel her movements before you even see her—slow, deliberate, but full of that same intensity.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” Ruby murmurs, her voice low, almost rough with desire. She moves between your legs, her hands spreading you open as she hovers above you. Her eyes flick up to yours, dark and full of command. “Don’t hold back this time. I want to hear you.”

You nod, your breath shallow as you feel the weight of her presence, her dominance overwhelming every inch of you. Ruby’s fingers trace the sensitive skin of your inner thigh before she moves in, her lips barely brushing against your most sensitive spot, teasing and slow. Your body responds instantly, every nerve alive, and you can’t hold back the soft moan that escapes your lips.

Ruby’s grin widens, pleased with your reaction. She continues, her movements sure and controlled, taking her time to make you feel every inch of her touch. You’re so close to breaking, but she doesn’t rush it.

From beside you, Jo watches with dark eyes, her breath heavy as she steps forward, her own desire evident in the way she moves. She doesn’t interrupt, though. She watches Ruby work, the tension building with each movement. Jo’s gaze flicks from Ruby to you, hungry and possessive.

Ruby’s hands grip your thighs as she moves with purpose, her lips now pressing harder against you. You can’t think, can’t focus on anything but the waves of pleasure building inside you. Ruby’s pace is deliberate, driving you closer to the edge, but she’s still holding back just enough to make you ache.

Jo moves closer now, her fingers tracing over your body, exploring, teasing. Her hands move up to your chest, finding your breasts, and she caresses gently, adding a new layer to the sensations. Your body is overloaded with the touch of both of them, and the combination of Ruby’s expert control and Jo’s teasing is driving you to the brink of madness.

Ruby pulls back for just a moment, her lips curling into a teasing smile as she watches you, your body trembling beneath her. “Look at you,” she says, her voice thick with desire. “So fucking desperate. You want to come for us, don’t you?”

You nod, your voice barely a whisper as you answer, “Please, Ruby… I need you.”

Ruby doesn’t wait for a second longer. She moves back in, her tongue finding you again, deeper this time, her movements faster, more urgent. And just when you think you can’t handle it, Jo’s fingers slip between your legs, teasing just where Ruby’s mouth isn’t, adding to the tension, making sure you can’t escape the heat that’s building.

The pressure is unbearable. You’re on the edge, trembling, your body bucking against them as both Ruby and Jo take their turns, their touch relentless, synchronized in a way that makes you feel owned, claimed, and wanted. You can’t think—there’s nothing left but the way they make you feel, the fire they’ve sparked inside of you.

Finally, Ruby pulls back just enough to look at you, her eyes filled with satisfaction. “Go ahead,” she whispers, her voice a growl. “Come for us. Let go.”

And with that, you break, your body shaking as you give in to the overwhelming sensation, the release tearing through you as both Ruby and Jo keep you held in place, making sure you feel every second.

As the room settles, your body still trembling, Ruby leans over you, her lips brushing against your ear. “You’re perfect,” she murmurs, her voice full of satisfaction. Jo leans down as well, pressing a kiss to your temple, and you feel the warmth of their presence surround you, holding you close in the aftermath.

Jo pulls you into her arms after, her body warm against yours, as Ruby settles beside you, both of them basking in the aftermath of the fire they’ve ignited within you.

Liz talks : this was definitely new for me to write LMFAO also it’s mostly Ruby MY APOLOGIES I also have no clue how accurate this stuff is so if anyone of this is wrong I didn’t see it. Also trust I’m gonna start writing solo stuff for Jo soon so this won’t be last of her🙏 I hope yall liked this and any kind of feedback is appreciated!!!

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[floriwoo]

hiii thinking about &team and maybe a headcanon of them being subs pleaseee 🙏🙏🙏

now accepting more &team asks on @yumaluvr !!

hehehe rubbing my hands together like a fly rn. i’m only gonna do a few of the members that i have the yummiest headcanons for

18+ below the cut

yuma is the first one i thought of bc this man will be the death of me.

he’s the brattiest sub EVER i just know this in my heart. will constantly be testing your boundaries bc he thinks you’re so hot when you’re annoyed.

if you tell him he can’t touch himself while you’re gone, he’s sending you videos of himself stroking his dick. the more angry texts you send him, the closer he gets to cumming. of course he sends a video when he finishes, and his sounds are so pretty. the way his desperate whimpers get caught in his throat as he releases, turning into rapid gasps.

i also think he’s into biting and being bitten. you sucking and nibbling on his nipples as you make him thrust up in your hand. leaving bruises all over his pretty chest. or when he gets too loud, you give him your fingers to bite down on.

i’m currently obsessed with sub taki too. i just think he’s so so sensitive. teasing him by touching him over his pants, him grabbing your wrist to bring your hand past his waistband, but you just pull away. pressing your finger along his clothed shaft, telling him that he’ll take whatever you give to him without complaining. then making him cum in his pants and taking a picture of the stain left behind to embarrass him.

sub jo 😞😞😞

handling him so gently, like he’s a porcelain doll. holding him, his back to your chest, running your hands along the inside of his thighs and whispering praises into his ear. telling him how you’ll take care of him and kissing along his shoulder. as your hands get closer to his dick, you’d be able to feel the goosebumps appearing on his skin and how he shudders against you.

i almost don’t want to go into too much detail so i can write something longer for jo….. perhaps…. (lowkey i want to write something longer for all of them)

[hotchfiles]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❝ the most dangerous thing is to love ❞ ─ a darling, in any life blurb

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader. summary: the red thread between two people destined to be together may stretch and tangle, but those ties will never break. or: you almost lose him over the most silly of insecurities. content warnings: i'm thinking none. you can tell me otherwise though. word count: 500+

Aaron hasn't been the same the past week, you knew there was a problem and he wasn’t speaking on it, that couldn't be good, he was never the type to shy away from saying what bothered him, especially to you. You knew each other too long, from too way back to keep secrets. 

He's at your couch, sweats, t-shirt, socks. It's Friday night but there are still files on your coffee table he’s looking over. Everything about it is completely ordinary, domestic. But he's too silent, too absorbed in his own mind. Not once did he glance over to you like he usually does, a reassuring smile telling you he enjoyed the quietness. 

You leave the papers you're grading at the desk, going to him ready to get answers, even if you didn't enjoy what they could be, you can see the surprise on his face as you kneed in front of him, taking his hands on yours as you searched for his eyes. “Hey, what's wrong?”

He has that look on his face like he's about to lose something and he's trying to hold on to it as much as he can and that doesn't help your nerves in the slightest. Aaron pulls you up with ease, getting you to sit on the coffee table filled with papers so you can talk face to face. 

"You've managed to avoid meeting Jack more than once now and that worries me." Oh. You open your mouth countless times trying to come up with some sort of excuse that didn't actually exist, eyes blinking so fast you couldn't hide how nervous and surprised you were. "I—I love you and I want you, us. I want a family for him, for Jack. He's front and center always and—" 

Interrupting him with your index finger was your way to show him he didn't need to make his case on this. That was the first time he told you he loved you and it felt like a goodbye and it was your fault for being… Silly.

"I'm too scared he’ll hate me." Your voice is nothing but a whisper, children were never part of your life, you were an only child and then a driven working woman, the friends you had who became moms would soon have conflicting schedules and fall out of touch. If Jack hated your guts you and Aaron could never work it out. 

The relief he feels is so loud he actually has to sigh before chuckling and pulling you in to his lap, hugging you so tight you can barely breath. "He's not going to. I promise you, he's the sweetest kid, really.”

You nod furiously, ready to make things right, "we could go back to your place tomorrow? Go to the movies, maybe?"

"Anything you want, honey."

"I love you too, by the way." It isn't ideal, and it wasn't the most romantic way to declare it. But in a way you always loved each other and you both always knew it.

"Oh good, I was sweating for a minute here."

[letsgetrowdy43]

luke going to nj for a few days when it is still his off season and quinn and jack are so lost why he is doing that but he’s very tight lipped about it, he wanted to see one of jo’s concert after she asked him when he was gonna be in town next

YESS!! I imgaine it's around when the summer training start up and Luke is sneakily booking a trip after Jo invited him out to one of her bar gigs in the city.

She very coyly texts him asking when he'll be in the city next, cause she'd like to "formally invite him" to a show, and even though he has no plans of being in New York, he books a ticket and begs Eddy to go with him.

His brothers are so confused, and he's just like, "We are having guys weekend in New York??" and Quinn argues that all of his friends are in Michigan training with them and will not be flying out with them.

So his cover is kind of blown, but he doesn't inform him of the real reason he's going to the city, which is to watch the girl he made out with during his frosh week that he has been into ever since, perform in a bar and live out her dreams.

He's also a little sure she's equally as into him, but he's scared he's reading all of the signs wrong.

Luke does show up with Ethan at the bar in the nicest outfit he could put together, minus a hat, cause she once said he had nice hair. And clapped and cheered the loudest out of everyone in the bar.

They end up not hooking up or barely even seeing eachother, which Eddy greatly makes fun of Luke for, but she does send him a long message once she gets home and thanks him for making it out and letting him know how much it meant for him to come to the bar to support her.

He does speak to her roommate, who was one of the anthem singers at Umich when he was there, and she drunkenly told him how Jo had been talking about hopefully seeing Luke all week, and how badly she knows Jo has been dying for him to make a move on her!!

So hed say it was a successful trip :)

[samsblades]

girlfriend headcanons — jo harvelle

cw : gn!reader, kissing, knife mentions, sparring mentions, general physical affection, playful insults, she's super cute, 1.6K words. requested !

summary : just gf hcs! she deserves so much more love agh!!

✶.◟ in first encounters, she can be both flirty and closed off all at once

✶.◟ but it’s not too hard to get her to soften and open up to you

✶.◟ her smiles turn from polite or sarcastic to toothy and wide, pretty and genuine

✶.◟ she’s definitely still flirty and sassy when you’re dating, but it always ends with her smiling wide, or even giving you a fully belly laugh that makes your heart skip a beat

✶.◟ she’d really appreciate someone that doesn’t pressure her to be perfectly mature at all times, but has their own way of motivating her to learn and develop as a person

✶.◟ and in that vein, she really needs someone who understands and sees all sides of her

✶.◟ even if she’s young and that can show sometimes, she’s always been highly intelligent, witty, and brave

✶.◟ she loves it so much when you really appreciate her intelligence and sarcastic humor

✶.◟ and she really enjoys a balance of goofing off together as well as having long debates or stimulating conversations

✶.◟ it’s just generally really important to her that you see her for all that she is and take the time to understand her as a complicated person, rather than just someone who can be a little reckless and emotionally irrational

✶.◟ these things aren’t completely untrue, but you understand her to be so much more than that and it makes her so much more in love with you

✶.◟ she doesn’t like if you’re too protective of her, but she does enjoy a dynamic where you’re protective of each other

✶.◟ she’s definitely quite protective of you and would never hesitate to jump into a fight in your honor or to physically protect you

✶.◟ and she does like to know that you’d do the same for her; she likes a healthy amount of protectiveness over her because she likes the security of it, as well as it’s indication of how much you care about her

✶.◟ if you’re interested, she would love to either teach you some hand to hand combat or trade tips/spare together <3

✶.◟ she thinks it’s both very fun, as well as definitely hot when one of you has the other pinned to the floor

✶.◟ honestly, whether it’s you or her pinned to the floor, it always brings a cocky, pleased smirk to her lips, as if this was her goal all along

✶.◟ besides the thrill and entertainment she gets from sparing with anyone, it probably was indeed her goal to end up in this position

✶.◟ she can get quite competitive, and it really helps the both of you improve your combat skills

✶.◟ it also means that you’re both very in tune with each other when fighting side by side, you’re always better together

✶.◟ also back to one of you having the other pinned to the floor hehe… if she’s got you trapped, she definitely leans down to kiss you

✶.◟ and if you’ve got her trapped, the smirk on her lips and look in her eyes is more likely than not enough to convince you to indulge her with a kiss, too

✶.◟ and yes, it’s very likely that it will just devolve into making out right then and there

✶.◟ she just really loves a good combination of something a little rough, like teasing or sparing or sarcasm, paired with some soft of expression of love

✶.◟ a teasing comment along with a soft smile and her hand slipping into yours

✶.◟ a dark joke followed by a kiss to your cheek

✶.◟ her flicking her favorite knife in one hand, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with her other and her pretty lips moving as she tells you she loves you

✶.◟ saying things like, “you’re such an idiot. i love you,” or “you’re pretty cute for a total dork,” to each other, probably with the biggest heart eyes ever

✶.◟ call her a nerd with a loving smile, i promise it’ll make her laugh and kiss you

✶.◟ and of course have to she’ll tease you back first by calling you a bigger nerd or some silly insult like

✶.◟ yeah being lovingly mean to each other is definitely one of her love languages

✶.◟ she definitely enjoys physical contact in tandem with that as mentioned

✶.◟ but she loves just straight up sweet cuddles and kisses and hand holding

✶.◟ she’s likely quite obsessed with kissing you and could never get enough

✶.◟ she will initiate a lot of physical affection, but she really likes if you do too if you’re that kind of person

✶.◟ she’s not huge on pda, but she doesn’t mind it too much honestly

✶.◟ like she doesn’t care if you’re in public, she’ll happily give you a peck on the lips, definitely will hold your hand without a second thought

✶.◟ only cares about pda if it makes you uncomfortable, then she’ll be careful and reserved about it

✶.◟ a much more thoughtful lover than some might peg her to be

✶.◟ yes, she can be very lighthearted and silly and fun about it

✶.◟ but she’s a very committed lover and isn’t the type to just fool around

✶.◟ especially considering her past experiences with love when she was younger, it’s really important to her to know that you’re committed too

✶.◟ she can be the type to fall hard and fast, but her love lasts and she can wait for you as long as you need her to

✶.◟ she’s also the type to grow a lot in a relationship; she’s always finding opportunities to learn about herself and you and become the best lover for you

✶.◟ she really likes feeling like she’s on a journey with you and that you’re safe constants for each other throughout that journey

✶.◟ she’s very honest too, calls you out on anything that she thinks you should be and expects and appreciates if you do the same!

✶.◟ not in a confrontational way, just in the sense that she’s frank and likes to be transparent with people

✶.◟ she’s not going to let either of you pretend about anything and it’s almost always beneficial because she’s keeping your relationship open and honest

✶.◟ of course, she respects your boundaries and understands you don’t have to tell her everything, but she really values honesty and clear effort

✶.◟ she just really values authenticity too so it’s really important for her to have a space with you where she can be herself freely

✶.◟ generally, she is confident, but she hasn’t always had the space to be silly, playful, sweet, and dorky

✶.◟ because in my heart of hearts jo is definitely a dork and a nerd <3

✶.◟ and she just really loves that she can be that way around you

✶.◟ and she’s like a literal puppy dog, she will so purposefully widen those big brown eyes at you to get what she wants

✶.◟ and it absolutely works every time!! how could you resist her pretty sweet face?? you can’t!

✶.◟ she also just gets really excited to spend time with you, she can be all playful and bouncy and eager like a puppy and it’s genuinely the cutest thing ever

✶.◟ yes she is a mature adult woman with a witty, sarcastic sense of humor and a set of mean fists!

✶.◟ but she is also your babygirl and you just bring out her more playful and giddy side

✶.◟ she’s always resting her head on your shoulder and playing with your fingers

✶.◟ or kissing your cheek or dragging you along to show you something

✶.◟ just imagine her falling asleep with her head in your lap as you play with her hair :,)

✶.◟ she’s a huge sucker for that, for sure <3

✶.◟ another one of her love languages is definitely knives

✶.◟ in my heart of hearts she actually is really interested not just in the knives themselves but in their history and types and even supernatural lore

✶.◟ so she tells you all about it and shows off her knife collection with such a proud smile and is so excited when you like it too

✶.◟ glares at you jokingly if you get something wrong about her knives though lol

✶.◟ she’s like “babe, i taught you about this, c’mon.”

✶.◟ and you’re the only one she shares certain knives with because she’s normally protective of them, but she lets you do anything you like

✶.◟ jo most definitely teaches you how to do tricks with knives if you’re interested

✶.◟ or is just immediately extra in love with you if you have previous knowledge/experience with knives she’s thinks it’s so hot

✶.◟ overall, she’s a very sweet lover who’s a lot of fun to have around and isn’t afraid to express her feelings to you and makes sure you know she loves you

✶.◟ always leaning into you or trying to be close to you

✶.◟ she likes to wear the shirts or jeans she knows that you like the best to tease you or get you worked up

✶.◟ and at the same times gets flustered when you compliment her excessively (but never wants you to stop)

✶.◟ you’re in for lots of laughs and cuddles and late night drinks together

✶.◟ lots of cheek kisses and her hands sneaking up your shirt, or her excited voice telling you fun facts she wouldn’t reveal to anyone else that she knows

✶.◟ basically she’s a huge sweetheart and she’s the perfect mix between playful and lighthearted and serious and committed <3

[brandogenius]

are we getting josette x controversially young reader? 👀

your naomi one was great <3

👀 👀 you ask ans i shall deliver

‼️RPF‼️

HC - josette x controversially young reader

- talks about you all the time in interviews / shows but nobody ever really sees your face

- there’s this one small 2 pixel blurry fucking photo of you in the back of katie’s instagram story and that’s all fans have but they eat it up

- you’re just someone who values their privacy.

- you have a public instageam where you post photos/ photo dumps / candid photos. munagenius follows you and fans do too but most of the photos are of jo

- whenever jo posts a photo of you and her, they either stick an emoji over your face (you pick it out) or do one of those cute ones where it’s like blocking out your face

- i like the idea that reader works at a flower shop so jo drops you to work everyday when they can / pick you up

- likes to come in and pretend to be a customer to stall around until the people left the shop so she can flirt with tou

- “are you to buy something or coming in here to flirt with me grandpa?”

- muna teasing you about your age “you can’t stay up too late you have a curfew”

-at the beginning jo met you in the same flower shop. she was buying flowers for naomi for their bday and met you and she was like heart eyes fr

- when they found out how old you were they were like “shit no i don’t wanna get cancelled” but when you showed an interest in her she was like “ok well 👀” like that britney broski meme “oh- well-hmm-wait” ykykyk

- was really cautious at first. kinda sulking to naomi and katie like “how do i ask them out without sounding weird??? am i too old- would they wanna date me?”

- “dude you could be their sugar mommy i’m sure they wouldn’t wanna pass that opportunity up”

- it took a lot of convincing from the two others for jo to get up and ask you out. they had it convinced you’d say no so when you actually say yes jo was like “i didn’t plan this further”

- first date felt like two friends hanging out. jo not wanting to initiate any romantic stuff like holding hands or shit just in fear of making you uncomfortable

- until you get inpatient and end up kissing her instead and they are like a fish out of water :o

- “is this even legal?” “jo i’m literally like 23” “yEAH BUT IM OLDER THAN YOU” “A 7 YEAR AGE GAP”

- has a existential crisis upon realising you graduated high school like 4 years ago

- “maybe they’ll look at you and give you a senior citizen discount” “THAT WAS JUST MEAN”

[1800-fight-me]

wait it’s missing old man logan hours….

[jordiemeow]

joaquin torres is such an EATER. look at the jawline, the cheeky smile, the big beautiful eyes. UGHHH NEED HIM BETWEEN MY THIGHS

yeahhhhh joaquín eater jaw… yum

he’s SUCH a giver. that shit is like therapy to him. especially after a long mission (and having to deal with sam shooting down every one of his jokes) he just wants to nestle himself between your thighs and devote himself to worshipping your pretty pussy. and god is his tongue skilled.

sometimes it’s messy and lazy. just laving up everything that spills out of you, or lifting his head and smirking cheekily up at you as you watch him spit, saliva dripping from his tongue down to your cunt. other times he’s real methodical about it. alternating between broad, flat strokes of his tongue against your entrance and suckling on your clit like it’ll bring him salvation. he’s got that shit down to a science—he knows how to bring you right to the edge and then ease up on the suction just before you get there. it’s all about prolonging your (and his) pleasure.

“don’t want this to be over too fast, mami.” he flashes a pearly-toothed smile, chin shining with your slick arousal before he dives right in again to soothe your complaints by tongue-fucking you until you see stars. big nose nudging your swollen clit, hands holding your legs spread open when you try to squirm away from the onslaught of sensations.

loves to hear you cry out his name again and again; he’s not doing right if your voice isn’t breaking on the second syllable. such a sucker for eye contact when he’s bringing you pleasure. he thrives off the way your jaw slackens and your eyes grow all heavy, fisting his hair and trying to draw him into you. talks you through it the entire time, even if his words are slurred praises into your pussy like “god baby, you taste so fucking good, i could do this forever” or “you close for me? my pretty girl gonna cum for me?”

definitely the kind of guy to eat you through two orgasms before he even considers fucking you and getting himself off. he’d spend the rest of his life between your thighs if it was up to him.

joaquín torres oral fixation truthers rise up ✊

[jo-speaks]

TESTING THE WATERS

✶ right place, right time masterlist ✶

overview: quinn's pre-game ritual with you takes a bit of a turn.

warnings: suggestive content, no smut but it's still spicy, hand worshiping (kinda?), itty bitty oral fixation, etc.

wc: 1.1k

note: yeah I got a little carried away. but i have to express my newly found love for his hands.

Are you coming over soon?” You spoke into the phone, sitting down at the island of your kitchen, leaning over to rest your chin on your forearms. “There’s a plate of pasta waiting for you.”

“Yeah, I’m pulling into your street now.”  Your phone was sitting down on the countertop, his voice making your phone shake a bit. “I’ll be up soon.”

When he hung up, your stomach filled with butterflies at his words. It wasn’t the first time he was coming over. Hell, he probably knew your apartment better than you did at this point. Yet, that initial excitement didn’t die down no matter the amount of times he came into your space.

The relationship between the two of you was still progressing slowly. A few coffee and bookshop dates here and there, you attending the occasional game wearing a hoodie that no one knew was his. But there was no label on it. No other label than friends. And you both were fine with that.

It wasn’t until you heard that familiar knocking pattern on your door that you snapped out of your thoughts. It was a pattern you both had come up with when you were going over to his after a night out at the bar. Four knocks, a pause, then three. You stood up, trying to calm your smile as you twisted the lock, revealing Quinn in his suit. 

His game tonight had completely slipped your mind as if it wasn’t the whole reason he was coming over in the first place. 

“Where’s my food?” 

You huffed, “Not a hi? How are you?”

Quinn laughed, walking past you as you exchanged smiles. As you closed the door, you could hear the familiar sound of paws hitting the wooden floors. 

“Hey, Chilli dog! How are you, sweet girl?” He cooed, leaning down to pet Chilli, messing her fur all over as she licked at his hands. 

You crossed your arms, “Seriously?” He turned around to see your straight face, a toothy grin coming up onto his face as he stood back up and made his way over to you. His arms wrapped around you as reciprocated it, basking in his clean scent. 

He pulled back, keeping his arms gently on your waist. Your breath hitched at the prolonged contact, your eyes looking up to meet his not doing anything to help. Thankfully, before it could get awkward, Chilli came in the space between you guys. You shared a laugh, pulling away from each other.

Walking to your stove, you scooped the pasta on the small plate you had already set out, wanting it to be warm by the time he arrived. Instead of sitting down, Quinn walked over to you, leaning over the counter next to you. You chuckled, grabbing a fork before setting it in front of him. 

“Are you not eating?” He questioned, not even looking at the plate. 

You shook your head softly, “I had some before you got here. Why?”

He shrugged his shoulders, picking up his fork and toying with his food. “I don’t like eating without you. Especially in front of you.” 

Now him FaceTiming you every time he ate made sense. 

“I mean, I can grab some yoghurt if it makes you feel more comfortable?” You offered, already making your way to your fridge to grab a yoghurt cup. 

Quinn turned to look at you, shaking his head rapidly, “No, no. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” It was the partial truth, he didn’t want to force you to do anything. But, he wouldn’t lie and say that his stomach didn’t flutter at your offer.

Grabbing a spoon, you lifted yourself up to sit on the countertop, the back of your thighs getting hit with a cold sensation as your shorts didn’t cover the skin. You peeled back the lid, digging into the vanilla flavoured treat. Quinn stabbed at his food, finally feeling like he could eat comfortably. You couldn’t help but notice the way his fingers gripped the fork, controlling it to get his serving, small pokes of his veins and bones peeking through his pale skin. You basked in each other's silence, the sound of chewing and swallowing filling the space of your kitchen. 

It wasn’t until you spilled a little bit of your yoghurt on your shirt that laughter broke the silence. 

“Did you forget how to eat?” Quinn teased, setting down his fork as he laughed.

You rolled your eyes playfully, your finger coming down to scoop it up and licking it off. Quinn’s mouth fell agape at the sight, shifting on his heels as he tried to control himself. He was getting worked up over the way your tongue casually came out to lick your fingertips, suckling gently to get it all off. 

Amidst his trance, he noticed that some of it still lingered on your face. You hadn’t seemed to notice, which caused his gaze to linger on your lips. When you felt his stare, you looked up, instinctively licking around to try and find what you had missed. “Is there something on my face?”

He nodded, “Yeah,” and before he could think, he was stopping your hand as it came up to wipe at your face. His grip was loose, but tight enough to keep it down. Bringing his right hand up, he slowly wiped his thumb across your lower cheek, gathering the remaining yoghurt. His gaze was focused on your lips, but yours was on his eyes, the way they were set focused on your mouth. Your mouth felt dry as your lips parted slightly, your breath hitching. 

Quinn looked at you, his green eyes now on you. No words were exchanged, only the soft sounds of your breath mixing together. His brain switched off, the consequences being the least of his worries. Neither of you could stop it, the way his thumb came up to your lips, splitting them further open before slipping into the warmth of your mouth. 

Instinctively, your tongue immediately swirled around the digit, sucking softly the way you had your own a few moments ago. The eye contact was never broken, the actions going straight to your core. 

He went to push further, wanting to watch you take his finger deeper. However, his plans were foiled when his phone began to ring, snapping you both out of your daze. Quinn pulled his finger back slowly, bringing that same hand to reach for his phone that rested in his back pocket. 

He simply held it, let it ring, as he kept looking at you. Surprisingly, it wasn’t a look of lust, but rather one of enlightenment. Like he just discovered a brand new side of you. 

And he had, but he wouldn’t find out just yet.

[drewsephrry]

5 smut list with jj please!!!

thank you so much for requesting!!! 🤍

2k celebration!!!

warnings: smut 18+, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), fingering, filming having sex, cuss words

words: 1.4k

It had started as an innocent joke, something JJ Maybank casually threw out between sips of beer while lounging on the porch of his beach shack. The sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and purple, and the air smelled like saltwater and warm sand. You and JJ had been hanging out, as you often did, talking about life, laughing at random things, when he brought it up.

“You ever thought about, like, filming something... private?” JJ’s tone was light, but there was that mischievous glint in his eyes, the one that always hinted at trouble.

“What do you mean, like, a movie?” You raised an eyebrow, unsure if you were hearing him correctly

“Yeah, but…” He waved his hand around in an exaggerated motion, “More...personal. You know, like one of those things people post online for fun.” You stared at him, the absurdity of it hitting you.

“You’re joking, right?” You asked, himorlessly chuckling. JJ shrugged nonchalantly, the grin never fading.

“Why not? People are making bank doing it.” He said casually. You laughed, shaking your head.

“You’ve got to be kidding. That’s... weird, JJ.” You admitted, taking a sip from your beer.

But his words lingered in the air, dancing in your mind long after you’d brushed it off as another one of his wild, half-serious ideas. The days passed and you didn’t think much about it again, until JJ brought it up once more.

It was late one night, just the two of you in his room after a long day spent at the beach. You were both a little tipsy, the alcohol still buzzing in your system. JJ had just been playing around on his phone when he paused, staring at the screen for a moment before looking at you with that same mischievous grin.

“You still think it’s weird?” He asked casually, as if you were just talking about the weather.

“What?” You asked, confused.

“The idea of filming.” He raised an eyebrow, clearly trying to read your reaction. A moment of silence passed, your mind running through the possibilities. You and JJ had always shared a unique bond, unfiltered, easygoing and full of laughter. It was never complicated, never serious.

But the thought of crossing that line, of bringing something more intimate between the two of you into the light, was overwhelming. Still, there was something in his gaze that was impossible to ignore. A pull, a dare you couldn’t resist. Something that made the air between you crackle with anticipation.

“Alright, maybe... just once. But only for us, okay? No one else sees it.” You found yourself nodding, albeit hesitantly. JJ’s eyes lit up, his grin widening into something more intense.

“I promise.” He murmured. The next few hours felt like a blur, a mix of nervous laughter and stolen glances. JJ set up his phone, adjusting it just so. You were both aware of the moment you were stepping into, but the thought of it made your pulse race, your heartbeat louder in your chest.

When the camera finally started rolling, the atmosphere shifted. It was still the two of you, the same playful, easy connection, but there was something deeper now, something that sparked with every touch. You’d never seen JJ like this before. He was usually so carefree, so full of jokes, but now there was an intensity in his gaze, a quiet tenderness in the way his hands traced the edges of your skin.

“You sure?” He whispered, his breath warm against your ear. His voice was low, a mixture of excitement and something softer, almost vulnerable.

“Yeah. Just us.” You nodded, your hand finding his. JJ leaned in, his lips brushing yours with a gentleness that contradicted the heat radiating between you. He tasted faintly of alcohol, but there was a magnetic pull in the way he kissed you, a force you couldn't fight, even if you'd tried. Your bodies curved into each other naturally, the kiss deepening as his hands roamed, fingers mapping every inch of your skin. Soft sounds escaped your lips, met with his own quiet groans as he guided you gently back onto the bed.

His movements were gentle as he helped you undress, his eyes darkening when he took you in, completely bare. He paused for just a moment, drinking in the sight of you.

“Fuck, you're gorgeous, princess.” He whispered, voice raw. Heat flared in your cheeks, your hands instinctively rising to cover yourself, but he caught them, his grip firm yet tender.

“Don't get shy on me.” He murmured softly, pressing kisses to the curve of your neck, his lips tracing a path downward that made your breath catch. Each kiss, each nip sent shivers through your body and the quiet sounds you made seemed to spur him on. When he reached the apex of your thighs, his breath hitched. He groaned low in his chest as his fingers spread you open, exploring slowly.

“This okay, doll?” He asked, his voice husky as his fingers began to thrust gently, finding a rhythm that made your back arch off the bed, gasping.

“Yes.” You managed, eyes squeezed shut. His thumb circled your clit, coaxing you closer to the edge, and the hungry look on his face was impossible to ignore.

“Come for me.” He whispered. His words sent you spiraling, your release crashing over you as his touch carried you through it. He withdrew his fingers slowly and when he brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean, your lips parted, a quiet gasp escaping you. You glanced down, catching sight of him, his erection pressing against his stomach. Reaching out instinctively, you tried to touch him, but he gently pushed your hand away, shaking his head.

“No. I wanna be inside you.” He said, voice low, full of longing. Your breath hitched, but you nodded, watching as he positioned himself between your legs. He paused, meeting your gaze, the seriousness of the moment grounding you both.

“You sure about this?” He asked softly. “If you're not, we'll stop right now, get dressed, forget this ever happened.” You shook your head, fingers brushing his cheek.

“I want this.” You murmured, voice steady but soft. That was all he needed. Carefully, he nudged your entrance, easing into you inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. The sensation pulled moans from both of you, raw, breathless sounds of pleasure that filled the room. He started slow, his thrusts careful and measured, as if he wanted to memorize every moment, every reaction.

Your hands found their way to his back, nails trailing down his skin as he picked up his pace. The pleasure built slowly, spreading like a warm glow in your veins until it threatened to consume you. JJ's thrusts grew sloppier, less controlled and he groaned your name as he felt you tightening around him.

“JJ.” You gasped as you felt your orgasm taking over and he wasn't far behind, letting out a strangled moan as he spilled into you.

For a long moment, the two of you simply breathed, your chests rising and falling in sync, the world outside forgotten entirely. There was no pressure, no expectations. Just the two of you, wrapped in a shared vulnerability that neither of you had ever anticipated.

JJ rested his forehead against yours, his smile softening as his gaze locked on you. The usual mischief in his eyes was replaced with something deeper, something unspoken but understood. And for that moment, it felt like the world outside this room didn't exist.

The light in the room felt soft, the shadows long, and every breath you shared became a rhythm, a dance neither of you had expected. When you finally paused, both of you breathless, the world outside seemed far away. You looked at JJ, your chest rising and falling as you caught your breath. His smile softened, the usual playfulness in his eyes replaced by something deeper.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He said softly, his thumb brushing along your wrist.

“No.” You whispered, your lips curling into a smile. “It was...good.”

And just like that, the bond between you two had shifted. Something unspoken lingering in the air, something new that neither of you could yet define. But one thing was clear. This was a moment only the two of you would ever fully understand.

A/N: hope tou enjoyed this, i got a little carried away with it so sorry about that. also i have realized with this celebration and requests that smut is not my thing, i don't think i write it very good so hope you like it

[gingerjolover]

4 with Jo PLEASEEEEEE 😭

hi baby!

i combined this with two other requests and it isn't really angsty (i hope that's ok <3)

wc: somewhere around 500 (the shortest king!)

josette maskin x fem!reader - #4 "Don't talk to me ever again."

You know you’re acting like a brat, but you can’t help it. It’s not Jo’s fault that while she’s gone, you get into a routine, and while you love having her home, it takes a while to readjust.

She was only trying to help you remind yourself. Many times. Well you're trying anyway.

You can’t help but look over at your dog, your sweet, innocent puppy, wearing what looks like a mini version of your favorite sweater. Except it IS your sweater. Jo took the initiative, and you’ll give them that, wanting to help with chores. An evening walk, dinner, and a heated makeout session that ended up in the shower proved to be enough of a distraction because the next morning, to your horror, you woke to find your poor cashmere sweater shrunken in the dryer. 

“Baby, I’m sorry,” Jo says, kneeling on the couch next to you. Your pout deepens, arms crossing further into your chest.

“At least Bleu looks cute… doesn’t he babe…look how cute our baby is…” Jo says, moving even closer to you, pressing little kisses to your cheek, hand rubbing your thigh. 

“You’re not helping,” you mutter, glaring at your puppy, rolling happily around on the couch, enjoying the soft cashmere sweater on his body. 

“I just–”

“Don’t talk to me ever again.” 

“Baby!”

“It was expensive Josie…I don’t even know if they sell that one anymore,” you whine, huffing at your partner. 

“Honey…” Jo breathes out, straddling your lap and pinning you to the couch. 

“Oof, Jo… you’re…squishing me,”

“I’ll keep squishing you until you listen…” they say, raising their eyebrows, waiting for the huff and eye roll that lets them know you’re listening. 

“I’m sorry honey, really, it was an honest mistake. I know I should’ve double checked before I put the load in the dryer, but in my defense…” Jo pauses, giving you a look, “I knew you were upstairs, in bed and naked, waiting for me so I was rushing.”

“Don’t put this on me,” you laugh, Jo’s lips on your neck. 

“I will put this on you, if you didn’t corner me in the laundry room after dinner and whip your shirt off– I– I wouldn’t have gotten distracted!”

“Oh please,” you giggle, pushing Jo off of you. 

Josette smirks, lifting you onto their lap and holding you close, hands rubbing up and down your legs. “I am really sorry, sweetheart… I’ll buy you a new sweater, okay?”

“Okay…” you murmur, looking up at them sweetly. 

“You forgive me?” Jo asks, smirking as they kiss your cheek. 

“Mhm…” 

“How about… I do that thing I did last night? Will that help you forgive me” Jo asks, wiggling their eyebrows. 

Your eyes widen, mouth parting slightly. “With your… the thing with your tongue?”

“I’ll give you a 10-second head start,” Jo says, a predatory gaze in their eyes, smirking at your legs shaking slightly. Jo laughs as you scramble out of their lap, waiting until you reach the bottom of the stairs before chasing after you, happy to make you forget all about the sweater. 

[allisluv]

omg playing a horror game with johanna 😭 like you being scared shitless at the smallest sound and hiding your face in her shoulder when you guys get jumpscared 😭

johanna loves horror movies / games but she will still curse like be damned when you’re playing the games together. she’s the kinda person to fire her controller at the television when she gets scared LMAO playing with johanna is a health and safety hazard a lot of the time 😭

[jesuistrestriste]

I LOVE YOU JO !!!! (said while “re2 leon whimpering while being injured for six minutes” plays in the background)