#AY YO NOW I AM THINKING HARD ABOUT THIS

[pr0wlerpunk]

Would they love you as a worm?

And how would they react?

(Platonic!)

Gn!reader

Some of these are short and I’m sorry for that, wrote this at 1:am and I didn’t rlly feel like adding or fixing anything ☹️

Warnings: Slight atsv spoilers!!!, really bad British slang(someone please help), idk if the terms I used for hobie are actual British slang or not….nor do I know how to spell them if they are☹️

Earth-1610!Miles Morales- Definitely(but he Misses human you)

🕷️miles would ABSOLUTELY love you as a worm.

🕷️somehow someway you turn into a worm and miles is so protective.

🕷️I’m talkin’ like dude would keep you so safe, with a little terrarium filled with fresh soil and plants.

🕷️feel like he would also spend nights talkin’ to you and just spilling his problems out.

🕷️one time he got scared that his mom threw you out but she had just moved you…yea he almost had a heart attack

——

“Mom, where’s my little jar I had on my window?”

“Oh uhm….I honestly don’t remember where I put it..”

“…”

“Miles?”

And he’s already gone to look for you around the house.

It took him a hour but he finally found you…in a cabinet.

That night he spent singing sunflower to you

——

Earth-42!Miles Morales- Kinda(he had to think about it)

⛓️ miles would have to warm up to you.

⛓️like 1610 miles, you somehow turn into a worm.

⛓️at first he thinks it’s a joke…but as time moves on he realizes you’re a worm.

⛓️he definitely would keep you safe though.

⛓️like he would keep you fed and made sure you didn’t dry out.

⛓️but like he doesn’t do the whole talk thing.

⛓️the only time he talks to you is when he’s checking on you(like twice a day)

⛓️he definitely hides you from his uncle.

⛓️he’s not ashamed he just doesn’t want to explain how you became a worm because even he doesn’t know.

⛓️though if Aaron ever found out I think he would just stare at miles and walk away.

——

“Yo miles, cmon man we gotta do a ru-”

“…” “…”

“Miles why is there a worm on your desk?…”

“I know it looks weird!!, but somehow [___] got turned into a worm..”

“…”

“Yea… we not doin’ no run today…you can just stay here with uhm…yo worm”

“Yo! Unc, it ain’t Like that!!”

But Aaron’s already out the door

And miles is left as heat flushes his now embarrassing face

——

Hobie Brown- Doesn’t care(but yes)

🎸hobie doesnt care, Like literally it’s your life.

🎸but, he is one of them that would carry you in his pocket.

🎸like dude has a full on pocket full of damp soil just for you.(that’s how he keeps you safe)

🎸he doesn’t know how you got turned into a worm, but like I said earlier he honestly doesn’t care.

🎸if you wanna be a worm…he ain’t gonna stop you.

🎸like 1610!miles, he definitely would talk to you.

🎸like full on conversations though.

🎸like he’s asking you questions and everyone’s just staring thinking he’s finally lost his marbles.

——

“So I was tellin’ bloke-”

“Ay hobie, who’re you talking to?”

“Bruva, you’re tellin’ me you don’t see [___] right er’???”

“…no?”

“That’s botched huh luv?!”

Yea they never came back…

——

Gwen Stacy- Not at first(but she does)

🎵she actually thinks you look stupid at first.

🎵she blames however you got like this on you or miles.

🎵she definitely thought you were ugly.

🎵but then she gets to care for you and ends up loving you.

🎵not the best at protecting you but please don’t be hard on her.

🎵she gets mad when someone tries to mess with you.

🎵like it’s kinda scary.

🎵I’m talkin’ bout full on glare, eyebrows furrowed, right nostril flared and lip curved up slightly.

🎵one day she caught a spider person tapping your glass and she got pissed.

——

“Ay!, why’re tapping the glass?”

“Oh, uhm.!”

“Move. This isn’t a zoo”

“Right! S-sorry!”

“…”

“You ok [___]?”

All in all everyone knew not to mess with Gwen and her worm friend.

——

Jessica Drew- Yes(shes basically your mom now)

🤰🏾she absolutely loves you.

🤰🏾plus she thought it’d be easy practice for when she pops her baby.

🤰🏾is the type to tell someone she has a kid and then show them you

🤰🏾she’s definitely always checking on you.

🤰🏾protects you like a mom should.(kinda)

🤰🏾she cried when she lost you.

🤰🏾one day she set you down to grab a drink and when she came back you were gone.

——

“I’ll be right back [___], don’t move!”

5 minutes later…

“[___]?….[___]!??”

“E-excuse me, but has anyone seen [___]??”

“Uh, who?”

“Their a worm, and they were right here!”

She ended up finding you with Peter B and mayday

She realized this was harder than she originally thought…

——

Miguel- No(He Acts Like he hates you, but secretly would do anything for you)

🕸️dude definitely almost stepped on you once or twice.

🕸️Bros the Type of Person to yell at you After he almost stepped on you.

🕸️but like once he warms up to you he’s definitely carrying you everywhere.

🕸️Like Bro wouldn’t trust you😭.

🕸️or for that matter anyone.

🕸️Like one time, he let Peter B watch You And when he came back mayday was about to eat you.

——

“I got it dude”

“Are You sure You can Watch [___]?”

“Yes now go..literally you’re ruining the mood right now”

10 Minutes later…

“I’m back-”

“PETER!?”

“What!, What!?”

“Your child almost ate [___]…”

“…”

“I’m sorry?”

“…Hijo de puta…”

“Yea i deserve that…”

——

Pav- Yes(He wants to keep you forever..)

🪀Bro thinks you’re the cutest thing hes ever Seen

🪀he definitely calls you his little wormy

🪀he would keep you safe in a while mini House

🪀Like Bro made it And Everything

🪀he doesn’t want you to Turm Back Human

🪀Like…Ever 💀

🪀he definitely Rants to you about EVERYTHING

🪀he told you how miles called Chai, “chai tea”

——

“So im sitting there right And he just Says….Chai tea…”

“LIKE CMON MAN”

“PAV WHO ARE YOU TALKIN TO??!”

“NO ONE MAMA!”

His mom thinks he has an imaginary friend now….

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[all444miles]

Hiii, I just saw that you were doing requests so I was wondering if you could do e-42 miles with black readers hair? Like helping her pick out different braiding and natural styles, maybe some wash day headcanons as well?

— TOUCH MY HAIR

— pairing: e-42 miles x fem!black!reader — genre: fluff — summary: just miles loving you and your hair ‹3 — a/n: tyyyy for this req, i am squealing rn + i alr had this idea in my prompt list but u gave me a reason to start it !! ‹3 my hcs always got miles saying sum outta pocket then the reader calls him out then he goes “my fault”, its a lil funny motif ima keep on adding 😭 also the n word is used a bit in this, js sayin!! enjoy ♡ ᖭི(ˊᗜˋ*)ᖫྀ

we all know n we've established this, miles is more than happy to pay for ur shit, esp if its your hair.

he wouldn't think twice before sending you the money for you to get your hair done. he wont listen or care if you say no, either.

"miles, bae, why u sendin me 200?" "what else? so you can get your hair done, mami." "baby, you know damn well that's too much." "buy yourself some other stuff too, if you wanna, but that money yours now, i ain't takin it back." "you.. you do too much." "mhm, make sure to show me a pic of when you get it done, you heard?"

he's always your hype man, for sure.

i got a feeling he a major fan of faux locs or boho/godess braids, so if you got that on? he'll fold.

"dayum ma, that shit looks good." "i cant even lie, Aaliyah did real good on this. she sure was tryna make me go broke though.." "worth every cent, cuz you look fine as hell with them faux locs." "miles." "im just saying, mami, your hair, like.. lord have mercy." "miles!" "my fault, i ain't lying though."

when your hair’s all natural, he loves to watching you style your hair for school, events, etc.

one time you let him style your hair, and you couldn’t even lie, it actually looked pretty good.

“these edges.. how do y'all do this shit every day?” “miles, baby, it ain’t that hard. look, lemme show you.”

you had to show him a quick tiktok tut on how to do edges, took him 2 videos before he got it 😭

“see that? like a c shape, and swoop it.” “..like this?” “yeah! you gotta do that like, 4 more times though.” “ay, dios mio. (oh my God). Mama, i ain’t doing allat.”

and wash day? his absolute favorite.

(short drabble ahead!)

Good Days by SZA played from Miles' speaker, blasting in the background, the gentle splashes of the warm water from the shower onto your curls.

You relaxed, your head leaning back further into the bathtub, your lover grabbing your scalp massager and rubbing it into your scalp carefully, shampoo mixed in, the rest of your products on the end corner of your bathtub.

"Ma, you know you really needed this wash. Your hair was tangled as shit, like a lion or sum.” he says, laughing halfway through his sentence. You scoff at him jokingly, "Miles, when you have hair as long and thick as mine, you can violate my hair."

Miles protested, adding the conditioner to your hair, setting your scalp massager aside. "Baby, my hair is basically almost as long as yours."

"Yeah, almost." you spoke, putting your fingers up to his face in pinching motion, the gems on your acrylics just an inch close to touching his nose, a grin on your face. He backed up, pushing your hands out of his face, continuing your wash routine. "Princesa, lemme finish washing yo hair without your hands all up in my face."

About 3 and a half hours later, your hair was washed and in overnight twists with your bonnet on. You laid with Miles in your bed, legs on top of each others, tired.

"Y'know, you actually good at dealin' wit my hair." you spoke, giving Miles a kiss on his forehead. “When you got a mama like mine, you pretty much have to.” Miles chuckled, shaking his head. “You should let me do it more often.” You smiled in response.

He buried his head into the crook of your neck, slowly dozing off by the way you'd play with the silk of his durag. "I love you Miles."

He mumbled words once again into your neck, half asleep, but you knew what he said.

"I love you more, mi vida."

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[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: I'm so fuckin' pissed at Tumblr right now. I had everything all done and the fucking thing wouldn't post. So, here's the bare bones of what I had.

MDNI UNDER THE CUT

THIS IS SMUTTY AND FLUFFY. IT'S FLUT. PLEASE JOIN ME IN ADDING THIS TO THE READILY AVAILABLE TAGS.

I LOVE THIS MAN. I NEED THIS MAN IN SO MANY WAYS I'VE LOST COUNT.

PLEASE ENJOY THIS. GIVE KAFKA THE LOVE HE DESERVES.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING.

WC ::: JUST OVER 800.

"Ay-yo! Just what do you think you're doing? Mm, miss? I don't think my lady would appreciate you grabbing my ass like that. Especially since she's not around to defend what's hers." Kafka batted your hand away from his chest after you lightly smacked his cute little butt. 

"Oh hush. If your 'lady' had any clue as to just how much of a stud muffin you are, she'd never take her sights off of that sexy dad bod you've got going on here." You climbed into the shower and stood behind him, pressing your still dry breasts against his soaking back. 

"D-dad bod? But I - we - there are no kids. I don't have kids. I - we haven't even talked about having kids." He sounded like he was starting to panic. 

"Calm down. Calm ..." You ran your hands from the fronts of his shoulders down his chest and lightly scratched his upper thighs with your nails, "down."

You felt him tense up beneath your fingertips before he pushed your hands away and turned to face you. 

"Look, Miss...?" He backed you up against the shower wall and pressed his erection to your own cute, pudgy belly. "Eh, y'name's not important. I'll forget it anyway because my heart belongs to another. But I'm gonna make damn sure you never forget who I am." 

Kafka grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head and he held them there with one hand. His other hand traced the swell of the outline of your left breast. 

"Keep your hands there. Don't move them until I tell you to do so. Understood? Miss?" He was speaking so closely to your ear that you could feel the breath behind his words. 

You nodded, looking a little taken aback by his behavior. 

He grabbed your right thigh with his hand and hiked your leg up over his hip and pressed into you. You felt everything. 

Kafka slid his hand from your thigh to your backside and lifted your other leg up to wrap around his waist. He slowly lowered you onto his cock, watching your face all the while.

"Miss, you're so tight. Can't say I've ever experienced anything quite like this before. Damn, heh."

You gasped as he fully buried himself inside of you. The warm water was making the entire experience even more enjoyable.

"I told you not to move, Miss. What part of that didn't you understand?" He growled at you.

Kafka shifted his hips and thrust himself into you with such force that you had to bite your lip to keep from screaming. His hands gripped your backside so tightly that you were sure he was going to leave bruises.

"Oh fuck!" You cried out, trying to free your hands from his grip.

"Ah, ah, ah. No. You stay right there." He bit down on your shoulder, drawing a moan from you.

Kafka continued to slam into you, and you could feel yourself starting to tremble from the intensity everything.

"K-Kafka! I-I'm gonna ... oh shit! Oh my god!" You tried to pull your arms away from him, but he wouldn't let go.

"Hold it. Not yet." He moved his hips in a circular motion, grinding into you.

"Please! Please, Kafka! Let me cum! Please!" You begged him.

"Alright. Go ahead, Miss. Cum for me." He released your wrists and held on to your hips with both hands, pushing himself deeper and deeper into you.

You dug your nails into his back and screamed his name as you finally released the tension that had been building inside of you.

"Ah, hah hah hah! Fuck, Kafka! Fuck!" You continued to moan as he slowed down his pace and gently slid out of you.

"That's it, Miss. That's a good girl." He groaned as he reached his own orgasm. You could feel him cum hard inside of you. Your walls pulsating around his throbbing dick. 

He wrapped his arms around you and held you close, kissing your neck and shoulders. "Was that too rough? I didn't hurt you, did I, kitten?" 

You were still trying to catch your breath. But you smiled and shook your head no, "Mm - Kafka, that was so hot. And where did you get the idea to call me 'Miss?'" You found yourself blushing, even after all of that you two just did. 

"Mm-mm-mm. Jus' came to me. You uh, you liked it, huh?" 

"Kafka, you were amazing." You pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes. "You are amazing."

He smiled and kissed you on the lips and gave your butt a playful smack.

You reached for the body wash and started to soap yourself up.

"I don't know about that, Miss. There's something about you that I find strangely irresistible." He winked at you.

"You are talking about me, right? You must be crazy." You teased him.

"Nah, just crazy happy." 

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[wannaseewhatshangin]

Love theif<3

You and Dallas were currently roommates, or actually hallmates. You lived at Buck's so you could work, Dallas lived at Buck's because he wanted to sit on his lazy ass all the time.

"Shut that music up, Y/n!" Dallas yelled from his room.

"How about you shut up, Dickface!" You screamed back.

This was a daily thing, it was like Buck was taking care of two hot headed kids with anger issues.

He could be funny sometimes but he was just impossible to like. Ya'll have been fighting since y'all met, since y'all came together as a gang.

You knew the Curtis brothers because they lived next to you for your whole life, and then here comes Dallas trying to make you miserable.

Two-Bit, Soda and Steve said it's because he likes you, but you never believed that shit.

Dallas came in your room, and just stared at you.

"Can I fucking help you?" you asked, waiting for a stupid response.

And you were right about the stupid response because he knocked everything off of your dresser and onto the floor, laughed, and ran out also leaving the door open.

"Ughh!" you exclaimed before stomping over to Dalla's room.

You slammed open his bedroom door, making him jump a little.

"Hey, man. Easy on the door"

"Fuck you, Dally." You cursed.

"You wish." He said back, smirking.

God, that stupid smirk on his stupid face.

"Why do you do this to me? What did I do to make you fell like you have to fuck up everything?"

"Oh quit your bitchin- also that's mine." He said guesturing to the sweatshirt you were wearing.

He would be lying if he said he didn't think you look cute in his sweatshirt.

"So? you take my stuff." you said.

You picked up your lighter, which was sitting on his nightstand.

"My lighter." you said, holding it up in his face.

"It lights my cigarettes better than matches."

"My cigarettes that I just bought yesterday night. I know because I wrote My name on the inside."

"oh yeah, ay while your bickering can you hand me one?"

"My blanket." you said, snatching it off of him.

"It's soft!" he said, trying to get it back.

"Ugh! I'm gonna kill you" you said, jumping on top of him, starting to smack him on his arm.

He grabbed your hair, tugging hard at it.

"Ow you bitch! Let go of my hair!" You yelled before grabbing his hair, giving him the same pain.

"damn, I didn't know you were a freak like that." He smirked, half just tryna get a rise out of you, and the other half was actually impressed.

"Shut up, you are a freak just as much as I am. Now let go!"

You started to pull harder, taking both of y'all onto the floor, continuing the cat fight out into the hallway.

"You let go of my hair first and then I'll stop."

You paused for a second, thinking it over,

"You lyin?"

"Honest."

You slowly let go of his hair, before being tackled to the ground.

"You are a fake ass bitch!" You said, trying to get loose.

"Aww, you mad? Nah, you know you like playin around with me."

Before you could say something back, y'all were interrupted .

"What in the actual fuck is going on in here?" Buck's voice was heard, interrupting the fighting.

"Tell Dally to stop being a bitch! He keeps taking my stuff, coming into MY room and completely messing it up, it has been like this since we've met each other and I'm sick and tired of it!" You screamed.

You could see Buck's face, it looked like he was thinking.

"Yall follow me." He said plainly.

The two of you followed him, wondering where he was taking ya'll.

It was your room.

"Hey what are-" before you could finish, the door was shut.

"Hey! Let us out! I don't wanna be in here with him!"

"Well learn how to wanna be in there with him. Ya'll aren't coming out until y'all become besties." Buck said through the door, locking it.

You sighed, turning around, seeing Dallas laying on your bed, playing with your stuffed animal.

"Aww don't be mad Ms y/n." He said, making the stuffed animal look like it was talking to you.

you rolled your eyes, nudging him a little, telling him to scoot over.

You brought out some candy from your drawer and your remote, turning the TV on.

you threw a pack of candy at him.

"Shrimp dick." You said, your eyes still on the TV, finding a movie for y'all to watch.

"Biatch." He said, opening the candy and eating some, passing you some as well.

There was definitely some progress made, since y'all are sharing food and actually sitting down on your bed next to each other. And the insults decreased slightly.

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"I think he's the killer, what do you think?" You asked, taking some candy out of the bag.

"I agree, he's creepy as fuck. He looks like he about to jump through the screen and slice me."

He laughed, looking at you.

He kept his stare going for at least 10 seconds,

"What?" You asked, rubbing your face, thinking you had candy on you.

"You know I don't hate you right?" He asked, pulling the cover around him more.

You sat in silence before answering.

"Then why did you tease me, bully me and all that shit since we met." you questioned, taking some candy from the handful that you had.

"Because I like you" he mumbled, secretly hoping you didn't hear, even though he wanted you to know.

"You serious?" you asked, kinda scared he was just trying to fuck with you.

He laughed.

"Girl if I bully you for that long without giving up, I'm pretty fucking sure I'm serious. Is it bad that I like you?" He said, starting to get insecure.

You had a smile that could just make him cry and shook your head. before grabbing his hand.

He stared some more before leaning his head on your shoulder, pulling the cover over the two of you.

He just wanted to lay with you, maybe Buck should do this more often.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Zoro and His Feelings with You (NSFW/FLUFF)

Black Fem Reader , because she calls Zoro “nigga”…like once…twice WC: 1.3K

CW: (un)Established Relationships, Soft Zoro, Implied Virginity Loss, Light Smut all together, Fluff, Zoro is shy about his feelings, Reader is described to have curly hair

@roronoaswifey Happy Birthday!✨(its still 9pm over here :(()

“I’m not even that dirty.”

“GET IN THE TUB!”

You’re never sure why Zoro always had this hate of putting some water on his body but you knew once you both started hanging out more he would either bathe with you or sleep somewhere else. As stubborn as he can be he did at least agree to two baths a week. The second only being if he needed it.

And after today he needed it.

“You smell like blood, sweats, and tears you are not sleeping with me.”

“It’s not even th—“

“Sleep outside I don’t give a damn.”

“OH MY GOSH FINE!”

Ever since you and the bafoon became more closer in your situationship, Zoro deemed more clingy to you.

He always found himself around you, taking your hand to go somewhere, and even caught himself staring at you a few times. It was so awkward on his behalf.

Eventually you caught on to it. That he liked you more than a crewmate, but dammit he made it hard to talk to him about it. He was never great at expressing romantic feelings expect through his flustered cheeks when you tease him.

“I don’t need a -“

“Shut up you smell like 40 cans of bounce that ass—“

“WHAT?!”

You move his face forward as he sits comfortably between your thighs in the hot water, he actually acted like a child, pouting while you washed his hair.

“You’re such a baby..” You said, rubbing harshly into his scalp, your acrylic nails scratching him just right he began to sink further into your touch. You heard him mumble a little with his head now laid softly on your breast.

“‘M not.”

“Are too.”

“AM NOT!”

“Raise yo voice at me again, nigga.”

The bickering between you both continued. It was always like that between you both, one moment you’re cursing at him about how horrible his diet is, the next you’re debating about which alcoholic drink is the best.

But you loved it.

It felt, natural for you both to feel so comfortable, especially since you’ve been more than that a few months ago.

Which is why this was bothersome.

Because here you are: now facing him on his lap, naked in the water as he scrubs your chest, surprisingly no sexual intent behind it, just casual conversation as he touches your body. Washing your bare torso and cracking jokes.

“….I think if you just started working out with me I—oi—.”

He looked at your face, it was an unread look behind it, Zoro’s rasped voice helps you look at him with a crooked smile,

“You alright?"

You knew by saying yes you'd be just wasting his time and yours denying because he always managed to see through your bullshit. How could you hide the look though? You always happen to catch yourself thinking about Zoro and you when you're with or not with him.

"Aye--" His hands emersed from the water to hook his finger under your chin to look at him. His sudden boldness! You gasped, taking a second to look at his features, pretty skin, shining from the water, his beautiful dark grey eyes, the subtle indentations on the corner of his lips that form dimples when he laughs with you, his natural wet wavy hair attaching to his forehead.

And those lips,

those damned lips you--

missed.

So much, you missed so much from that night.

He was so surprisingly soft. The way he held you close, the way how though he was embarrassed he couldn't stop his body from moving on its own, the way he didn't leave a mark of your body unkissed.

He was so..

special.

And you missed it.

"Common, speak to m--mph!"

You couldn't help yourself. You had to kiss him, there was no way he didn't want to be kissed if he was that close.

It may have been wrong, but then why did it feel so good? Why are his palms cupping your cheeks? Why is he breathing harshly but not letting go? Why did you feel Zoro deepen the kiss?

"I--" You both stuttered, Zoro's face couldn't get any redder.

"I'm so sorry." You spoke softly at him, his eyes as wide as can be, pupils small, and chewing at his lip.

It was so awkward between you both you wanted to rush out the tub, but instead--

"Fuck---" Zoro hummed into your mouth. You couldn't stop yourself not tonight, you felt his hands ghost over your spine to arch into him, your slit grazing against his hardening cock on his abdomen. Fuck, you missed the feeling of him.

If only you knew how much he missed the feeling of you too.

"w-w-wait wait. Zo-!" You moaned as his fingers tugged at your scalp, and the other down to your ass to give a tight squeeze to lift you a little on his muscular thigh while he nibbled lightly at your damp neck, pushing away your ginger curls. The room somehow felt hotter and steamier and though you didn't want it to end,--

"Z-zo....are w-we...ah-!"

"Are we what...?" He pulled back a little to look up at you, breathing out of his mouth.

You paused again, but Zoro wasn't having it, so he gave your butt a small swat underwater, "Are we what?”

"...Are we....together Zo...Like...in a relationship ..."

You nearly had the made choke on air. He laid back on the tub trynna straighten up, but failed horribly.

"You ask that now?"

"Yes now you ass. I just..."

"...I just haven't stopped thinking about that night we had together,...and how we got close, but....never done it again and most importantly....never...um..."

"...talked about us...I know." He looked to the left for a moment, wiped his flustered face and looked back at you, "....I have thought.....you know...about us too...and....I don't know I thought it can go unsaid that you'd be my woman now or something."

"....excuse you, you didn't even take me out on a date--"

"Those times we left the Merry together--"

"No nigga that wasn't a date that was us doing errands....but...you um....you....you said I'm yo woman?"

"Lord..."

"Nah say it.."

Zoro scoffed, you both were now aware of each other's intention with moving forward in your relationship, but just for good measure you have to tease a bit, so you looked down to his brown blushing tip and rub your thumb on it earing a hiss from

your man.

"Common." You coo'ed in his ear now grabbing the base of his cock to slowly stroke up and down. "Say it."

"Ffffffuck--y---"

"ah ah that's not nice....say...it." You applied more pressure to squeezing him, his hand gripped at your forearm, gritting his teeth. "Move your fucking hand, Zo. And say it or I stop."

"...you're my...fucking woman...pleasedontstop."

He sounded so pretty, his chest rising, you were satisfied with his answer enough to kiss him again stroking his cock, and now tugging his hair, his uncoordinated hand went from one breast to rub and pull on to the other as you slid your tongue his mouth.

Back like nothing left, the room got hot again, you began to grind on his thigh for more simulation for your clit, whining out his name brought a chill to his spine, he needed to hear more.

He took advantage knowing your sensitive areas from last time. His lips latch on to your breast and suckle.

“You! Ah! Fucker..” a choked out moan mixed with a giggle fall through your lips with him.

He was such a cocky bastard despite his red cheeks, his middle finger slightly circling your clit to push out the orgasm you been aching for, but

He stops. Admiring the angry pouty fucked out face you have from your stolen orgasm he pecks your bottom lip and suggests to finish in your room

Since you're his woman now.

[foggyforest4169]

can i get ghost and soap x trans masc reader that's also part of task force 141? i love your work <3333

Yo wassup! I kinda forgot about tumblr with the stress of school but sure I’ll give it a shot!

SO I was thinking maybe a little bit of angst because I'm feeling devious >:) Hope you enjoy this!

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'𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖' 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗 '𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝' 𝚁𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗𝚗𝚢 '𝚂𝚘𝚊𝚙' 𝙼𝚊𝚌𝚃𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑

You were of the plane back to base with the rest of task force 141 after a difficult mission that nearly failed. You were being guided by another person watching the security cameras. Well the mission nearly failed since the guy told you the wrong turn and you found yourself fighting atleast ten of Hassan's men. Luckily you made it out with a few marks, nothing some bandages couldn't fix but the tension on the plane was bad.

"You know y/n... it's your fucking fault that we nearly lost that mission... I told you to take a fucking right and you took a left" Someone said with such a bitterness in his voice, stressed from the mission and needy to put the blame on someone.

"What? You told me to take a left so don't blame me for your mistake, you lead me to Hassan's men" You said make as you could see the look on his face... pissed. He stayed silent for a while biting his bottom lip trying to keep his mouth shut, but the anger and stress was too much and he couldn't

"You know what... people like you shouldn't even be allowed on the team. This team is made up of real men not people like you. God I bet Price just felt pity because you tried so hard, drawing your beard on, deepening your voice and taking them shots. You are not a real guy. you never will be" He said as the plane fell silent, his words laced with venom as they hit you like bullets in the most vulnerable places. Your fists clenched as you just looked at him, tears of anger forming in your eyes while he chuckled at you. "What? Is the poor tra-"

"ENOUGH!" Ghost yelled at him as he shut up, ghost looking at you while you just stared at the ground cracking your knuckles. Why would he say such a thing? Has he always felt this way? He was meant to be your teammate... and he's just said all that.

The plane landed and you stormed off to your room at base, slamming and locking the door as you swallowed the lump in your throat. You'd always struggled with your emotions and it helped in the army but you wanted to see as manly as possible so you took it as 'Men dont cry, if they do they're weak'. So you put your headphones on and listened to yours, Ghost's and Soap's song, Boys don't cry by The Cure. It always gave you that bit of comfort and distraction while you sat in your room and just calmed yourself down, bandaging up some wounds from earlier.

Soon there was a knock on the door and a familiar voice. "Y/n let me in now" The gruff voice of Ghost said as he knocked on the door. You knew you couldn't avoid him so you sighed and opened the door, him and Johnny outside as they made their way in. Once they were in the door closed and greeted you with a tight hug while you just stood there

"Am I disgusting..." You whispered as they pulled away shocked

"Why would you say that? You're not disgusting at all" Johnny said as he held your face while Simon had already gone to report to Price about what happened

"Well I mean like he said... I'm not a real guy... jus-" You tried to speak but were soon interrupted by Johnny

"Aye shut it, you're a man. You know that, I know that, Si knows that. You're our boyfriend now shut up and put that film on we were watching before the mission handsome" He said with a smile as he kissed your head. Soon Ghost came back and he gave you a hug while Soap went to go write an incident report. His rough hands rubbing your back as you rested your head on his shoulder

"Come on we can get in bed and listen to our song while we wait for johnny" He said as he kissed your head. Once Johnny was back you all watches a movie, cuddled up and relaxing as Ghost held your face and chuckled a bit "You need a shave you look like Price" He said as he made you laugh a bit, looking at Johnny feeling better knowing you felt better know

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Thank you so much for reading this! Im sorry if its a bit shit, you get a bit rusty after 5 months. Anyway leave some suggestions because I have 0 ideas, Bye!!

[desswright29]

CLASS 58 (Co-Captain)

Pairing: CopShuri X Cop reader

Contains: Reader Crushing hard, hints at cheating (that’s about it)

You pull into the parking lot, in your all black 1967 Mustang, 5:30 am on the dot. The sky was still pitch black and there were only two other cars in the parking lot that you assumed belonged to the instructors. You turn off your car, get out and sit on the hood, taking a deep breath, staring into the sky. Early morning was your favorite. The still and quietness of the morning had always helped you start your day off right. Popping your airpods in, you lay back and stare into the sky waiting for the sun to rise.

 Your mind wondered as “Angel numbers/10 toes” poured into your ears. You could only hope that this was the new beginning you needed. This offer from the FBI came at the perfect time. Right in time to give you a new beginning after you and your wife of 5 years divorced. You had the need to get away. Especially, after she’d taken the son you’d adopted together. Going through this would give you an outlet during the nasty custody battle you found yourself in. You didn't want to take him from her, just for the two of you to be able to co-parent cordially. But, she was making it so unnecessarily difficult.

“Get the fuck out y/n!”

“Baby please. Listen to me please!” You sat on your knees infront Riri, begging to be heard.

“What am I listening to? I saw everything I needed to see!”

“I was lonely, Ri! You're not even affectionate with me anymore! We hardly see eachother. Don't act like you haven't checked out of this relationship!”

“And who’s fault is that? How dare you!? How dare you turn this shit around on me to cover your ass. At least I was trying! I never even entertained the thought of cheating!”

The look in her eyes broke you. The tears spilling out of her big pretty brown eyes, onto her beautiful face. Since you were teens you’d worked hard to keep those eyes sparkling, to make her smile so hard that the dimples in her cheeks would show up. Now she was broken by you.

“I’m sorry.”

“Y/n, just go.” She seemed exhausted with the conversation.

“What about Amari?” You say in tears. A look of disgust came over Riri’s face.

“You should have thought of that shit before you placed your face between another bitches legs. Right now I don't want you around me or my child. Get out.” She spoke softly, walking away as though it took all her strength to hold her body upright.

You huffed, rubbing a hand over your face. To stop the tears from escaping. You had to shake it off, push the memory back into its space on the back of your mind, and prepare yourself for the day. 

“Today you will have your first P.T. test! It’s purely to gauge where you are physically right now and will not affect your grade. But, if I were you I'd give it a hundred percent! I suggest you don't waste our time or yours. When I release you all, you’ll head from the training building over to the gym and prepare for the push up and sit up segment of your test.” Mr. Kaufman looked over the class as they stood at attention, stern, serious. Making sure he got his point across.

“FALL OUT!”

The class fell out of formation, grabbing the belongings they would need to head to the gym when a voice called out to you.

“Aye yo Y/l/n wait up!” Benson scuffled, catching up to you. “What’s up, boss lady. We get assigned to dorms today. You think we’ll be roommates?”

“Prayerfully, my luck isn't that bad.” You continue on your way trying to avoid conversation not in the mood, however she doesn't take the hint.

“Ahh man you do me so bad. You're gonna love me when this is all over.” The two of you walk inside of the gym and find a weight bench to sit on, waiting for instruction.

“You’re very confident. You should direct that towards someone who won’t ruin that for you.”

“Loosen up, pretty lady. You can't be stuck up the entire six months.” You shot daggers at her and she finally took her cue. Laughter erupted from the other side of the gym, and you peered over seeing Shuri and a group of the guys from the class entering the gym. Damnit was she fine! When she walked into a room everyone had to sit up and take note, and you had to admit it had you intrigued. The girl that everyone would soon find to be the class whore, lingered closely pretending to be interested in whatever was being talked about. Laughing and twirling one of her cornrows around her finger.

“You could look a lil less disgusted by the sight.” You look back over at Benson’s amused face.

“What are you talking about?” You say defensively.

“You look like you wanna snatch Auguste up by them thick ass cornrows for being all up on Udaku.”

“I dont give a fuck about that girl. I don't know her.”

“Yea. Well you look like you want to.”

“Whatever.” You stood to your feet, rolling your eyes, and walking away with Bensons chuckle trailing behind you.

Mr. Kaufman entered the gym instructing you all to place out the green mats assigning you all to your respective lines. You were all called up by three’s for the push-up portion of the test. The class captain being one of the first up. She walked up confidently placing herself in a push up position. Sgt. Sanders called start and you watched Shuri work. Biceps protruding from her short sleeve compression shirt, and veins popping from her forearms and neck. She moved so effortlessly, even with her weighted vest on. You found yourself in a slight trance. She must have felt your stare, because her eyes found yours, her bottom lip curling into her mouth as she pushed them out faster. Your mouth fell open slightly as your mind traveled to places it shouldn't, her eyes never left yours as she put on a show.

“TIME! Damn good job Udaku! You knocked that out of the park!” The sergeant called out. Snapping you back into reality. You finally let out the breath that you never realized you were holding. What kind of spell did that woman have you under?

“I’d pay money to be the mat underneath that woman.” Auguste said from behind you.

You swallowed to ignore the way your body had gotten hot under Shuri’s gaze. A smug smile sat on her lips as she walked past you.

“Good luck, battle.” (Military jargon to acknowledge other military personnel. short for “battle buddy”)

She knew who you were.

“Y/l/n, you're up!”

You sat on your knees on the mat looking ahead seeing Shuri standing in between the lines arms crossed, focused directly on you. You got in position and when start was called, you looked straight forward, avoiding Shuri’s eyes that burned a hole through you. You knocked out your two minutes effortlessly.

“TIME! Udaku’s got some competition! Great job y/l/n!” You found Shuri once again, as you stood to your feet. She stood in the same position she was in before. A small smile plastered on her face as she gave a slight nod in your direction, before walking over to her group of friends.

The rest of the test breezed by. You and Shuri taking the lead the entire day. She left you in the dust on the running portion. She was Olympic level fast. And you were impressed.

“Alright everyone! Settle down. Get to your seats! Great job today. We’re gonna go ahead and release you all so that you can get settled in the dorms. Good news. You all will be the first class to use the new dorms. So only two to a room. You’ll share a a kitchen and bathroom. The bedrooms are seperate.”

The class began to cheer.

“Dont get too excited you dont get to choose your roommate. The list is on the board in the hall. Check it out. Get settled, curfew is at 9 pm. That means toe to line for count at 8:59! Get out of here.”

The class stood to their feet, the chairs squeaking against the floors as they rushed into the hall to find out who they would be spending the next six months with. You stayed behind, pushing in chairs waiting for the crowd to clear out. You pulled out your phone turning it on, checking to see if there was any word from Riri. Once again nothing.

You shot her a quick message before placing your phone back into your pocket and walking out into the hallway. 

You were met with Bensons smiling face at the end of the hallway. 

“Whaddup roomie!” Her face lit up with a smile and her arms spread wide. Your eyes widened.

“No way!” You rushed over to the list, your finger roaming over the paper until you found your name; low and behold your name was listed below Bensons in room 306. 

Your head dropped as you let out a sigh. 

“Don’t act like you don’t love the idea of being alone with me 24/7” You let out a groan. 

“We’re gonna have to set some clear boundaries. Atleast I know what to expect from you.” Benson pumped her fist yelling. “This is gonna be a fucking blast!”

“No yelling in the halls!” Sgt. Sanders yelled from the office. 

“My bad sarg!” She yelled back. You shook your head and started walking out of the building.

“I’ll meet you at the dorm Benson.”

As you walked to your car, you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention, you felt someone quietly approaching, your guard went up and you turned quickly ready to strike when you came face to face with Udaku herself. Your hand went up to your chest as you let out a breath. 

“Shit!”

“I apologize. I didn't mean to startle you. Wasn’t trying to sneak up, I'm just naturally stealthy…..Like a cat.” She stood in front of you, her smirk showing just a sliver of her perfect teeth, today her hair was braided back, and she had changed into a simple black sweat suit, she made it look like she’d just stepped out of vogue, and It made your body visibly tremble.

She noticed your reaction as her gaze traveled over your body, “Cold?”

“Uh yea. It is pretty chilly.” You say once again avoiding her eyes. 

“Yes it is.” She stuck her hands into the pockets of her jacket. “Y/l/n right? I noticed you didn't come get my information after class yesterday.”

“I think I'm capable of listening and getting the same information you receive. I won’t be needing it.” You say, and she smirks.

“The other Army recruit, huh?”

“How’d you know?”

“Kind of my job, and I can tell you’re very strong willed, competitive, and prepared.”

“Competitive?” One of your brows shot up, your arms crossing in defense. 

“Yes, I saw your attempt at beating my scores, and though I admire your resolve, you can’t beat me.”  A smirk spread across your face. 

“Is that so?” She nodded very sure of herself.

“It is very much so.”

“Riiiiight Captain. We’ll see.” You say with a salute. She gave a chuckle, the soft sound made your ears perk up, you could listen to that forever, my God was everything about this woman attractive!

“But since you can’t beat me. I was thinking you would consider joining me.” You cocked your head to the side waiting for her to continue.

“You see I need a Co-Captain. And turns out I get to choose. I’ve watched you and think you would be the perfect partner.”

“Oh do you?”

“I haven’t seen anyone more qualified than you.”

“Co-Captain?” She placed prayer hands in front of her, before putting on her best pleading face.

“Pretty pretty pleeeease?” Those intense eyes focusing on your own, paired with her sexy accent had you looking away quickly trying to avoid the blush from rising on your cheeks. 

“Your one hell of a negotiator. Where’d

 you learn?”

“I’d say it was my military training, but that one in particular seems to work best outside of work.” This time you couldn’t escape the blush.

“I’ll do it.”

“Yes!” She said pumping her fist just like Benson had earlier. She held out her hand and you firmly grasp it; The two of you shook on it. “I look forward to doing business with you.”

“Same.” The handshake lingered a bit before the two of you let go.

“That yours?” She said her head nodding towards your car. Your face lit up. Not going unnoticed by Shuri.

“ ‘67 Reborn. My dad passed it down to me. His dad passed it down to him. She’s my baby.”Shuri nodded her head, cocking it to the side, her smile getting bigger.

“Cute.” She said, Your head snapped towards her. “The car. She’s beautiful.” Her gaze lingered on you, and the two of you stared at each other for what felt like minutes. In reality it was only a few seconds. She turned towards the building, throwing a “See you at the dorms partner,” over her shoulder before walking away.

You stared as she swaggered her way into the building. Leaving you with her clean scent lingering and your heart racing.

This was going to be a long 6 months.

Once inside your car you check your phone again. Heading straight to you and Riri’s text thread. The only thing ther was the several read text messages you’d sent over the past few weeks. Including the one you’d just sent.

Ri, I’m sorry. Just let me see him

Shuri watched from the window inside of the training building, as you hit the steering wheel in frustration. You sat back staring at the sky for awhile before you finally placed your key in the ignition and headed towards the dorms.

[fever-project]

Fairy Reveal

Short thing about a half fairy!Hyrule reveal, because I’m obsessed. Also Warriors info dumping about fairies, because again, I am obsessed. 2,947 words give or take. Ao3 link Here. Also @crazylittlejester, you said you wanted to read this once I finished. Hope you enjoy!

Everybody has secrets, that much is obvious to every Link here. Sometimes, secrets don’t need to be shared, but sometimes they want to be shared.

Hyrule was deliberating over whether or not this secret wanted to be revealed or not. Hunched over on a log, chin propped up by his hands, his mouth a thin line, staring directly at the fire in front of him, he was thinking quite hard about this.

“You doing alright?” Wars asked him, leaning over into his field of view.

“Yeah, sure,” Hyrule mumbled back, continuing to stare unblinkingly into the flames.

“Seems like someone is speaking an untruth right about now,” Wild sneered.

“Champion, please just say lying, like a normal person would,” Wars sighed.

“Well I think saying untruth is a very normal person trying to do,” Wild retorted, “Right vet?”

“Well,” Legend crossed his arms behind his head and leaned back on his log, “I would be saying an untruth right now if I said it wasn’t.”

Warriors groaned as the rest of the group laughed. Well, most of the group. Sky already fell asleep, Four was half-asleep, and Hyrule was busy contemplating his entire existence.

“Hey untruther!” Wind piped up, “Wanna talk about what’s bothering you? Are you still hungry?”

“I can solve any hungriness,” Wild added.

“N-no, I’m perfectly fine and content, no extra food needed haha,” Hyrule awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. He actually was still hungry, but he’s been hungrier before, so it was…not fine, but manageable. Actually he should probably get some food, because if he didn’t, they might try to get him to talk about feelings.

“Actually, I could go for a quick snack right about now.”

“Egg?” Warriors…suggested? while pulling out a weirdly large egg.

“Yo! Where’d you get that?” Wild excitedly examined the egg, while the others also looked at it in varying degrees of confusion.

“Did you nab that from my farm?” Time asked. Warriors shrugged with an uncaring face.

“Maybe I did, but it doesn’t have any Cuccos in it, and that’s what matters I’d say,” he turned to Hyrule, “So, wanna eat it?”

Hyrule did want to eat, for some odd reason. It looked appetizing. So, with a shrug, he held his hands out to receive the egg.

“It needs to be cooked first, Link.”

Hyrule took his hands back until he could receive a cooked egg.

“I think he should be able to slurp up the yolk if he wants to,” Wild said.

“Champion, why would you say that?” Twilight sighed, already far too tired for this conversation.”

“I support the champ!” Wind shouted.

“I support the champ cooking this giant egg in my hands,” Wars playfully flicked Wind’s forehead, getting a punch to the arm in return.

“It’s your egg, cook it yourself,” Legend said with a yawn, rubbing his eyes.

“But he’s eating it!”

“I’ll eat it if no one wants it!” Wild piped up again.

“He clearly wants the egg,” Time sighed, “how about we get to cooking this egg already. Is anybody else hungry?”

“If he has the yolk, can I have the shell?” Four sleepily asked. Everyone else just looked at him as he yawned, before lying down and promptly falling asleep right there and then.

“…So we’re putting eggshells in his breakfast tomorrow, right?” Wind asked, “Everyone in agreement say aye!”

“Aye,” rang out throughout the camp.

“Aye,” mumbled out a sleepy Four. The awake Links laughed, and Hyrule hoped that this meant they forgot about why this conversation happened in the first place, however unlikely that possibility was.

…

“This is the weirdest tasting egg I have ever eaten,” Wild commented as he had a bite of his own weird-egg-omelette. Warriors had quite a few of those eggs on him, much to Time’s bewilderment.

And it was a weird tasting omelet, weird in the fact that Hyrule loved it. He definitely wasn’t a picky eater, he, along with Wild, would eat anything they could. Wild seemed to just love food-and things that were decidedly not food-while Hyrule was used to eating all he could to survive. Unlike Wild, he actually seemed to have very specific preferences for what he actually enjoyed to eat. This egg was one of those very few things, along with the milk from the Lon Lon ranch, so maybe it was something about that place that spoke to his tastebuds.

“I…do not like this egg,” Twi admitted, “I dunno, it just tastes…”

“Weird?” Legend suggested, poking his own barely ate omelet with his fork, “I don’t really like it either.” He handed his omelet to Hyrule, who gleefully ate it up without a second thought.

“I like it,” Time stated, “kid, you like it too, right?”

Even though Wind had already finished half of his omelet, the look on his face screamed that he didn’t want any more.

Warriors heartily laughed, slapping Time’s back, “Honestly, most people don’t like these eggs. Zelda was one of the few people that wasn’t a light fairy who actually enjoyed it!”

Hyrule nearly choked on his third omelet, from Twilight, surprised from what Wars said.

“W-what do you mean by that?” He questioned soon after after he recovered. Hyrule was a light fairy, and Wars was the one who offered the egg to him, so did he know about him being a fairy already?

“Aren’t all fairies light fairies?” Wild asked, making another omelet but with his own eggs.

“No, there are dark fairies-“ before Legend could finish his sentence, Warriors sprang into a frenzied rant.

“So you know those healing fairies-the ones you typically find in pots right?” He didn’t leave any room for them to answer, “So those are typically-typically-light fairies. There are around five different attributes a fairy can have give or take.

“There are light fairies, dark fairies, fire fairies, water fairies, and lightning fairies. And you may be thinking ‘aren’t light and lightning fairies the same?’ no, you buffoon!” he grabbed Wild by his face and shook him vigorously, “They couldn’t be completely different from each other, and I will not hear so much as a feeble whimper saying otherwise!”

“I-I wasn’t even thinking-“ Wild tried to say-while still being shaken-before Warriors shoved himself away and pranced around the camp at a concerning speed.

“Of course you weren’t thinking because no one thinks about the fairies! My beloved fairies, who deserve more than being trapped in those dastardly pots! One of the few things that can contain their might.”

“I wouldn’t-“ Twi started to speak, like the others once tried to do. And exactly like the others, Wars ignored him and continued his spiel that has clearly been bubbling under the surface for a long, long time. Hyrule was starting to think that Wars was the half fairy here with all this. Wait, was he?

“Did you know that during the war-of course you don’t, I don’t talk much about it haha! But during the war I found many a fairy in a pot. I freed them, obviously, and they stuck with and helped me fight in minor skirmishes even though I told them not to! But besides all that,” Warriors finally stopped running around the camp and sat down, cross legged, “I feed them, and there are certain foods that only certain fairies like based on their attribute. For example, light fairies enjoy the Weird Eggs. It makes them more powerful as well! And did you know fairies of a certain attribute can also learn spells from attributes that aren’t their own? And did you know that blah blah blah…”

The chain listened intently to Warriors extremely long and passionate speech about fairies and all their powers throughout the night. Hyrule learned a lot more about himself than he thought he would. He only knew about light and dark fairies, as most of the chain did, but now he knows about three more types of them! Even though he wasn’t raised by fairies for long, he felt like that he should’ve been taught about them.

When the morning came, Wind convinced Wars to ramble about fairies to both Sky and Four to catch them up, with Four having eggshells with his breakfast. He was not happy about that. Then the conversation somehow went to fairy clothes, which Hyrule gleefully kept an ear open for.

“So with fairy clothes,” Wars began, much calmer than he was last night, “they can help bolster a fairy’s strength. There are attribute specific, so a certain outfit can bring their light damage up while another can bring their fire cost down.”

“How did you find out about that?” Four asked, sipping his tea and eyeing his eggshells.

“The fairies told me, obviously,” Wars scoffed, “Actually, I have fairy clothes on my person right now.”

The group watched Wars rummage through a bag a few minutes, Hyrule, Time, and Four being the most curious out of all them, before he finally pulled out a rack of tiny clothes.

“Ta da!” Wars cheered, “Here are some of my light fairy clothing, but the accessories are…somewhere else in here, ugh.”

“Is that a small version of your own clothes?” Four asked as he eyed the rack, “And, wait a sec-“

“Is that Fi’s clothes?!” Sky shouted, grabbing the rack and taking off a blue and purple dress and holding it up, “It is! How-“

“It’s the Spirit Dress! That’s-that is what it is called,” Wars explained, “Based it off Fi, as you said.”

“You’ve met her? And you’ve never told me?”

“Now there, I’ve never said I’ve met her-“

“You’ve never said you haven’t-“

“Aren’t those the traveler’s clothes there?” Four asked, pulling everyone’s attention to a specific piece of clothing on the rack. Hyrule got up and walked over to the clothes, determined to see them for himself. Sure enough, Four was right. It was an exact replica of the outfit he had when he was a kid.

Grabbing the fairy clothes and furrowing his brows, he tried to think figure out if his fairy mother gave these to him on purpose, to help him out. He could feel this magic within the tiny threads within these clothes, and maybe if he was more in-tune with magic when he was younger, he could’ve known if his clothes had magic within.

“They don’t really look his clothes,” Wild commented, snapping Hyrule out of his thoughts. Hyrule laughed awkwardly, quickly debating on whether or not he should tell his friends anything.

“Um, yeah. But I did wear clothes like these when I was younger-and is that my flute?!” He had just noticed that, his mind having completely glossed over that. And there it was, a mini version of his flute attached to the belt. He looked at Warriors quizzically, hoping for an answer.

Wars shrugged a bit before speaking, “Huh, I knew that it was based off of some hero. And yeah, the light fairies love flutes, Lofti especially,” he laughed, “She’s one of my many fairy friends by the way.”

“How many fairy friends do you have?” Time asked, examining the clothes while holding up a top that looked very similar to something that Miss Malon would wear.

“Oh, many, practically ever fairy in Hyrule I’d say!”

“Really? I’m impressed.”

“Oh it’s nothing.”

“I feel like we’re ignoring the fact that we’ve just learned that the Captain over here is this guy’s successor,” Legend pointed out, pointing at Hyrule, who was still looking at the replica of his clothes.

“I feel like successor is stretching it a bit,” Wars waved him off to talk more about his fairy friends to Time.

“We still haven’t-“ Sky stopped himself and sighed, rubbing his temples. Four gave him a pat on back while eating the last of his eggshells.

“Successor or not, why fairy clothes?” Wind asked with his signature scrunched up face.

“Popular with the fae, eh traveler?” Twi teased, arm placed squarely upon Wild’s shoulders.

“Ha, yeah, yeah…” Hyrule trailed off. Would this be a good time to tell them? When would be a good time to tell them? Maybe he could just pass it off as he just had the ability to turn into a fairy, but he wasn’t actually one. But he that once the truth eventually came out, it could shake up the trust that they had for him.

Or maybe he was just being paranoid. That. That was likely the truth here. Hyrule couldn’t help but sigh at himself. Yeah, better reveal the truth now than never.

“I couldn’t say whether or not I’m popular with the fairies,” Hyrule chuckled, “But I would say that I’m closer to them than most Hylains.”

“Oh really now?” Wars sneered, leaning over to Hyrule, “What makes you think that, traveler?”

“Hmm, well, it might be because of the fairy blood in me.”

You could hear a pin drop in the few seconds after Hyrule said that. Warriors reeled back, sputtering while trying to process what Hyrule just said. Similar reactions were held across the entire chain, all the while Hyrule was trying to keep up the best poker face he could. In an instant, Wars had grabbed Hyrule tightly by his upper arms, practically squeezing him. Wars breathing was uneven while Hyrule’s has been put on pause.

“You,” Wars sounded exuberant, his voice a higher pitch than normal, “You’re a fairy?!”

“Tech-technically I’m only half fa-fairy,” Hyrule said as he tried to regain his breath.

Warriors’ eyes grew wider, and he lightly shook Hyrule a little before turning to Time.

“He’s a half fairy,” Wars practically hissed, “He’s a fairy.”

“Cap-captain,” Time held out his arms to grab Wars, “calm down now-“

“I’m perfectly calm!” Wars hissed as he shook Hyrule a few more times, “Fairy-just, fairy! He’s a fairy. Fairy fairy fairy fairy…” Wars let go of Hyrule and started to mumble the fairy over and over again.

Sky lightly pushed Wars’ back and led him a bit aways, guiding him in short circle to try to calm him down.

Then everyone else started to shot in varying degrees of shock as they finally processed what just happened. To their credit, the shouting was mostly short lived, but Time had seemingly lost any composure he had before.

“You okay old man?” Twilight nervously asked. Time looked back at him with an ever so slightly crazed eyed.

“You don’t understand, rancher,” Time said with an extremely shaky voice, clearly trying so hard to stay calm, “It all makes sense now rancher.”

“Wha-“

“It explains your healing magic? The you being part fairy?” Legend asked. Hyrule nodded, not wanting to speak any more just yet.

“See? See?! I should-“ Time took in a deep breath, several times, trying to calm himself. Wild came over to him with a glass of water, but Time waved him off, so he went over to Hyrule to offer the glass. He graciously accepted it. Wind tugged at his sleeve and whispered in his ear.

“I would ask to see your fairy form,” Wind started, “But I don’t think those two could handle it.” He pointed at both Time and the currently walking in circles Wars. Hyrule bust into laugher, nearly choking on his water.

“I apologize for my actions traveler,” Time said as he finally calmed down, “I am just…overwhelmed.”

“Not nearly as much as he is,” Four pointed at Wars, “But yeah, hearing that the traveler here is half fairy is almost as wild as hearing I’m half Minish or something!”

“What’s a Minish?” Wild asked.

“It’s-don’t worry about it, I’ll tell you later. It fairy time, right traveler?”

“I still can’t-I don’t really believe you are a fairy, sorry,” Time sighed, “My head is having a hard time wrapping around it.”

“Says the man who ‘fOuGhT tHe MoOn’ huh?” Legend snickered, “I’ve seen weird stuff, so sure! You’re a fairy or half fairy, whatever, you need accommodations or something? You like bees?”

Everyone was confused as to why Legend suddenly asked Hyrule if he like bees. Legend groaned dramatically, “It’s because the fairies in my time like bees, okay? Yes, collectively, they all like bees, they hang out with them a lot.”

“How do you feel about fairies being bottled?” Wind questioned, “Do they like it? I think I remember Cap saying that they were okay with being bottled.”

“Well-“

“How do you feel about someone drinking fairy dust?” Wild asked.

“Champ, we’ve talked about this before,” Twi pinched Wild’s ear.

“But it tastes like fake strawberries!”

“That’s doesn’t make sense!”

“Yes it does!” Wild turned back to Hyrule, “Are you okay with me drinking fairy dust?” Hurtle just nodded. He did not want that conversation to continue. He’s just glad Wild wasn’t eating any actual fairies. Hopefully.

“Bottle.” Wind tugged at the traveler’s shirt, “tell me your feelings.”

“As long as you don’t shake us around, I don’t see what’s wrong?”

“How do you feel about bees?”

“Vet, drop the bee question.”

“But my bees!”

“I still can’t believe you’re a fairy.”

“We still don’t know why there’s a copy of your clothes here.”

“THE TRAVELER IS A FAIRY!”

Hyrule laughed at the cacophony of voice all around him. He had calmed down considerably since the beginning of this conversation, and he could see the tensions dissipate as the roaring voices went on and on. Secrets will always be revealed, and he’s just glad he was able to choose to reveal his secret. Things would be different, strange, and at least somewhat uncomfortable for a while, but Hyrule knew that in due time, everything would be alright. His friends, his newfound family, would be right by his side.

[kairiscorner]

more miles x filo reader plz hshsjsjdns but this time can it be that they are not dating yet and hes still crushing 💗

YES, I AM ON IT !!

miles morales x filipino reader

i'd like to think miles would've fallen for you the minute he saw you, actually. like, his heart would beat just a little faster when he saw you, but he brushed it off as excitement to meet a new friend or see a new face at his school.

he was drawn to your beauty, your noticeable features as someone of filipino descent. you could say you rizzed him up by just being who you are, you super magandang individual o(*￣▽￣*)o

when he met you, he instantly found himself drawn to you and your little traits and habits. how you might point with your lips, say, "ah, ano..." when you start a conversation, how you use the "mano po" culture towards his parents (THEY FUCKING LOVE YOU FOR THAT) and just every little thing about you, be it related to your heritage or culture or just anything about you, he fell--and he fell hard.

HE WENT THROUGH A RABBIT HOLE ON WIKIPEDIA ABOUT FILIPINO HISTORY

he stumbled across this song, and he vibed to it (he felt a little sad, maybe a little strange after learning the meaning of the lyrics, it was a feeling he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it danced on the tip of his tongue when he thought of you, iykyk what i mean)

he'd try to impress you by speaking to you in tagalog after hearing you speak it sometimes, but he used the mas malalim na tagalog and ended up confusing you 😭😭😭

"ang iyong kagandahan ay ubod ng... how do you say that word? wait, wait, uh... " (looks through the script he made to rizz you up, MOST OF IT IS IN INCORRECT TAGALOG TBH 😭😭😭)

he loves going over to your house whenever he can, he feels nice and at home with you, what more at your place where he feels so safe and comfortable?

i also like to think you two would walk outside together, play outdoors a lot, maybe visit a sari-sari store together or a store run by a local filipino nearby and show him some local filipino snacks and drinks you loved :>

HE LOVES PIATTOS

you loved feeding him piattos, like omg. and he jokingly bites your fingers when you do it, and he loves when you scream at him with a wide smile, "ANUBA" when he playfully bites your fingers as you feed him, he chuckles a lot about it and points out how someone's gotta watch their fingers when they eat this.

you two would definitely share a straw from those soft drinks in a plastic bag, LIKEEE one bag, one straw, two of you 🫶🫶🫶

HE GOT ADDICTED TO POTCHI ONCE !!!!!

"oh yo it's kirby" him at the potchi mascot

he also jokes about how you look exactly like the potchi mascot when you're blushing and pouting, AND IT MAKES YOU EVEN MORE FLUSTERED MAN

I FEEL LIKE IF YOU TWO WATCHED MARIA CLARA AT IBARRA, HE'D TAKE NOTES BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH RIZZ IBARRA HAS, ESPECIALLY IF YOU like me SIMPED FOR THE MAN

he'd also learn dancing with you if you were into it, even if you meant it as a platonic gesture, he'd savor every moment of it :>> AND IF YOU TWO DANCED THE EL BIMBO (iykyk) HE'D BE CHUCKLING AND GIGGLING AT HOW SILLY YOU TWO WOULD SHAKE Y'ALL'S HIPS AND YOU BOTH WOULD JUST ERUPT IN PEALS OF LAUGHTER AT HOW FUNNY YOU TWO LOOK WHEN DANCING IT

but deep inside, he'd already be falling deeper and deeper in love with you, wishing every day could just be like this. he wants to come over to your place all the time and just spend the day doing everything you wanna do or just nothing at all.

he loves the way your hair falls when you turn you head to look at him, he loves your sass and quips, he loves how you never take anyone's bullshit and he... he loves dancing with you. he loves holding you close and watching as the music takes you away into a freeing feeling, a feeling that only you two are in the world right now.

a/n: he listens to "ang huling el bimbo" on the way home.

tags !! @thecoolerdor @q2ie @binibinileonara

[harlowtales]

Jack x Reader have a fling in her office at Jack’s record label after meeting that same day.

***18+ smut*** Romance

You had started working at Generation Now a few months ago. You were always hoping Jack would come in but he never did. His album was done, tour was over, and he was spending most of his time in KY these days. You got a pretty sweet gig working with the artists on their general development. You had earned Drama’s trust and he let you sit in on studio sessions sometimes. You had a great ear and knowledge of Hip Hop and he respected you for that.

“Aye Yo!” Drama poked his head into your office one day. “I need your ear!”

“Now?! I’m kinda busy. I have a meeting with Uzi today.” You replied

“Really?” Drama said raising an eyebrow “What’s up with him?”

“I can’t tell you that. Client privilege” you said smiling

“Jack’s coming in today.” Drama teased

“Good for Jack.” You said distractedly as you were typing until you realized what Drama had said “Wait..WHAT?”

“You heard me. Can you tear yourself away now?” Drama poked you

“I am too nervous.” You said shyly “Maybe count me out.”

“Oh fuck no. You’re coming into the studio when he gets here. Go freshen up he should be here in about an hour.” Drama ordered

“I can’t do that to Uzi. Honestly, I am a huge fan, but Uzi’s so busy. I have to take his call.” You said firmly

That’s why Drama hired you. You were a fan but didn’t have a groupie bone in your body. “Aight then. I get it no worries.” He said as he closed the door behind him.

After your call with Uzi you forgot Jack was even there. You headed out for lunch and heard a deep voice and southern drawl coming from the studio. “Oh fuk! He’s really here.” You thought nervously. You tried passing by the studio as fast as you could but Drama caught you.

“Yo! Come here real quick!” He called out to you motioning you over to the studio.

Jack was sitting with his back turned to the studio entrance facing Drama and laughing about something. You would know those broad shoulders and head of curls anywhere. He threw his head back cackling in that hilarious way you had only seen on Instagram. As Drama called you Jack turned around abruptly.

“Jack y/n, y/n this is The King of KY.” Drama said choking a little on his pull of weed.

Jack looked at you a bit stunned at first. You were looking pretty good that day, although you didn’t even think about it. You just threw yourself together that morning rushing to work. Your hair was in a sexy, curly loose pile on top of your head with longer curls coming down framing your fresh face which just happened by accident. You were dressed conservatively and professional but Jack found it incredibly sexy. You looked like a hot librarian in a white button down shirt tucked neatly into a pencil skirt that accentuated your curves and ample backside. You awkwardly pushed your thick glasses further up on your nose and reached out to shake his hand. “Nice to meet you Mr. Harlow” you said professionally and as lady-like as can be.

Jack was around a lot of beautiful women all the time, but the smart, quirky ones made him self-conscious. He started shifting nervously. Drama knew the signs right away as he knew Jack like his own brother. He looked at him curiously noticing Jack was crushing HARD. Jack extended his hand without saying anything, just smiled and nodded.

The way you gently said “Mr. Harlow.” And looked down a bit with a shy smile made Jack crazy.

“Ummm… so Drama you wanted something?” You asked “I’m just headed out for a bit”

“Headed out for what? I need your ear.” He said playfully. “Please sit down and help me with this beat. I can order some food” He closed the door to the studio.

Fully inside now, you saw Seddy and some other guys you didn’t know sitting on the couch around the corner. The air was thick with weed smoke. Jack watched you walk in your snug pencil skirt across the room to the studio board. There was a young rapper in the booth you had never seen.

“Listen to this for me.” Drama said while pushing random buttons. A throbbing beat burst through the massive speakers at either side. The sound amplified in a soft, muffled way within the dark, padded walls. Drama bobbed his head steadily to the beat.

You bobbed your head in silence and a look of absolute concentration on your face. The beat was so sick, but there was a little sound you felt didn’t need to be there. Jack was studying your face, and In fact, he was studying your every move without you noticing.

“Hmmmm.” You said finally. “Do you hear that little tweak?” You said looking at Drama

“Holy fuck I totally hear it now!” Jack said. Saying the most he’d said since meeting you. “Why did you have it turned down?” He asked you

“Your ear gets used to the whole big sound so you can’t hear the little things.” You nerdily explained very seriously, not making it any easier for Jack who loved nerdy women.

“You’re fucking magic!” Drama said patting you on the back “look see this kid in the booth” He nudged in the direction of the booth with his chin “He needs a lot of work but he has potential. Work with him for me. Polish him up a bit ok?”

“No worries boss I got you.” You gave Drama a friendly crew handshake and got up to go. “Look I really need a walk and some food. I’ll just go grab something.”

“I’ll take you.” Jack piped up “Where are you headed?”

“Ummm that little chicken spot couple blocks away. Pointless to drive really. I’ll be fine but thank you. Mr. Harl….I mean Jack.” You put you hand over your mouth in a muffled giggle.

Drama was looking from you to Jack in this back and forth. He had it in mind to introduce you two for a while but Jack was so busy. In fact, he was thinking of adding you exclusively to Jack’s team but he just needed to watch you a bit longer and have you prove yourself before offering you such an exclusive assignment. Now He could see Jack was feeling you and thought maybe offering you that kind of position might not be a good idea. He knew you could be professional at all times, but Jack…that was another story.

At this point Jack had no clean thoughts, imagining you on your back in his bed. Suddenly he snapped back to reality. “Nonsense! Hop in the Jeep I got you, lunch is on me.” He insisted cheerily “Dram? You good?” Jack said to Drama who was now shooting him a suspicious look.

“Naw I’m good. Can I talk to you right quick?” Drama said hastily pulling Jack to the side as you walked to Jack’s Jeep parked out front “You think you’re slick huh?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Jack said with faking innocence “I am merely giving a lady a ride.”

“That she said she doesn’t need. She works here Jack.” Drama warned “Don’t fuck that up for her.”

“Da fuck? I can’t even touch her?” Jack said incredulously “Like some off limits shit?”

“Yes! Exactly.” Drama shot back “You’re dick is going to make her emotional when I need her to focus. I was thinking of adding her to your team so don’t fuck that up!” Drama was close to Jack’s face now to emphasize his point.

“Fine.” Jack said bitterly “Maybe you should pick teammates with less ass.” He mumbled angrily and headed towards his Jeep fumbling for his keys.

He saw you leaning on the car waiting patiently. You gave him a big smile as he walked up to you. Jack felt weak as he looked at you standing there so nicely, no attitude even though you were hungry and had been waiting for a bit for him to come out.

“Hey you know I’ve been waiting for you, I’m Out Front” You easily joked saying his lyrics back to him and doing a little dancey dance. He had to laugh too. The more he was around you the more he liked you.

“Get in” he said chuckling. He buckled up and as he crept out of his parking spot watching his rearview he noticed you yawn. “Tired and hungry?” He said remembering he wasn’t supposed to be too friendly. His eyes trailed down to your full thighs as you sat down next to him. The seatbelt was pressing into the middle of your chest accentuating your generous breasts. “Keep your eyes on the road” he said to himself clenching the wheel with anxiety.

“Yeah, I can’t say I get much sleep.” You said sighing and leaning your head to one side and catching a magical whiff of Jack’s cologne. It didn’t help that he had a slim fitting black tank on, black cargo pants with a short cuban link chain and sunglasses.

Jack thought you were adorable. How was he going to keep his hands off you he wasn’t yet sure, but he didn’t want to piss off Drama or hurt your career.

“So… you really don’t listen to music in your car” you said quizzically

Jack was thrilled you knew that but he cooly contained it. If this was going to work Drama’s way he had to appear as detached as possible. “Yup.” He said shortly as he made a turn. “Here we are.” He announced abruptly parking in front of the chicken place.

“Thanks” you said feeling him acting off all of a sudden. Going from friendly to cold almost.

“Need me to wait?” He asked seemingly annoyed sounding

“I think I got it from here.” You said just as icy and jumped down out of the Jeep firmly closing the door.

Jack sensed you could tell he switched up. He felt terrible but it was the only way. “K see ya” He said peeling off leaving you at the restaurant.

“Men!” You said exasperated “fucking jerk.” As you walked back to the studio you heard a honk from the street. You refused to turn your head. You had enough of men for one day. You heard it again and realized the car was slowly following beside you. It was Jack.

“Hey!” He called out cupping his hands around his mouth.

You turned up your ear buds. You proceeded to walk and munch on your chicken as you bobbed your head. Intent on ignoring him. Jack parked his Jeep and walked quickly to catch up to you.

“Geezus.” He said a little out of breath stopping right in front of you blocking your way “I’m sorry for that back there.” He said his shades off now to look you in the eye, his baby blue eyes sparkling in the sun. “I said I would give you a ride and all and then I acted weird. You want the truth?” He said reaching out his arm to stop you, his hand firmly gripping your shoulder now as he was desperate for you to understand how he felt.

“Look Mr. Harlow.” You said purposely like he was a complete stranger “I don’t know you so it’s whatever.” You said flippantly while biting into a chicken wing.

Something inside of Jack panicked at the thought of you thinking he was an asshole. “I had to pretend to be an asshole because Drama saw I was feeling you and said to leave you alone.” Jack said hurriedly as he knew you were intent on continuing to walk back to the studio and pretend you never met him.

You paused in shock. “Was this real?” You whispered in your head. “I’m standing on the street eating Chicken wings and Jack Harlow is telling me he’s feeling me!!?”

“Yo.. can you hear me?” Jack said snapping his fingers in your face.

“I’m sorry what did you say?” You wanted to hear it again.

“Look you heard me. Now get back in the Jeep please.” He said firmly but nicely “Give me a second chance to make a first impression.”

You buckled under the weight of that dimpled grin and found yourself saying “Ok fine”

You rode back to the studio with no music and no talking. Just both of you looking straight ahead at the road. Jack broke the silence “Look.” He offered tapping the wheel as he parked. “Not a word to Drama about this” he said slowly

“Ok no problem. I mean you’re never around anyway and we’re both professionals” You said lying to yourself.

“Exactly. Jack said.” lying to himself as well “Ready to go back in?” He said his eyes perusing your body one last time.

“I just have to ask…” you piped up

“Anything.” Jack said eagerly

“Why me? I’m not your type whatsoever.” You said decisively

“Oh really?” Jack said his hand still gripping the gear shift way too hard for being in park. “What’s my type?” He quizzed

“Well you know…dumb IG models” You reasoned

“Every man likes dumb IG models.” Jack said “But then there’s them ones that make you laugh and can teach you something.” He said his hand now absent-mindedly trailing up your thigh

“Jack…please” You protested weakly “I just met you and Drama said…”

“Fuk Drama.” He said exasperated as he withdrew his hand and sat back in his seat.

“I understand it must be quite the thing for you to be with anyone.” You sympathized

Look I don’t want to get you in trouble so lets go back in.” He said sadly

You suddenly felt rebellious. “Jack?” You said stopping him from opening the Jeep door “Wait” You took his hand in yours and went up to his ear grazing the outer edges with your lips and whispered “I won’t tell Drama”

Jack felt like he was about to explode right there and resisted the urges he was feeling “Fuk.” He said “What are you saying?”

“Would you like to come over sometime? I mean next time your in town and you have more time?” You asked

“I…I would..um yes” He stuttered with a deep swallow

“Then let’s go back in” You said winking at him

Jack felt his manhood rising and tried to act completely normal as he stepped back into the studio. You went to your office to avoid anymore conversation with Drama while Jack was around.

That evening It was about 7PM and you decided to finally stop working. You didn’t hear any bass booming anymore from the studio and figured everyone must’ve left. As you shut down your laptop and leaned back in your chair stretching and yawning, someone was turning your office door. You cut the lights and tensed up while looking around the room for anything to hit the intruder with. A hoodie slowly appeared from between the crack in the door. You snuck around so as to be behind the person and whack them one. They said to themselves “Shit! She’s gone.”

“I’m still here loser!” You exclaimed “I thought I was about to get robbed!” All the fear left you once you saw it was Jack. “What in the world are you doing here? Did you forget something?” You asked concerned

“I left with Drama and snuck back. I knew you were still here. I saw the light under the door.” Jack explained whispering

“Oh?” You said with slow pleasure

“Yeah.” He said taking his hoodie off

“What do you want?” You challenged

“I never ask myself that question, because I get what I want.” He said in a sexy low growl as he backed you into your desk and pressed his full body to yours

“Ummm listen Jack, I don’t know, this is soon” You said trying to keep him back with your hand to his chest

He responded by nuzzling into your neck and kissing it. “Say what now?” He said clearly not listening to you

“Well, I mean, we just met today.” You reasoned

“I can’t get you off my mind.” Jack countered “I had to come back”

His knee was massaging your inner thigh coaxing you to make way for him to enter. “Oh lord.” You groaned. There was a couch in your office and Jack motioned over to it.

“We don’t have to fuck” He said brazenly

You nodded not even fully aware of what you were doing as it felt like you were floating to the couch with him. Not even thinking you sat on top of him and he cupped your ass. He proceeded to undo your blouse and could feel your heat through your panties. “God you want this bad” he said teasing your space with his bulge. You got off his lap to finish getting undressed and left a wet spot. “ Holy fuk” he said in amazement.

You nervously chuckled as you unhooked your bra and dropped your underwear. You just stood there not believing you were doing this in your office with JACK HARLOW that you met that day. Jack just sat on the couch looking at your body. You weren’t skinny but didn’t care what he thought. This was all about you. “You looking fucking thick and good.” Jack said as he beckoned for you to come closer. He caressed you and kissed your stomach.

“I’m sorry Jack, I know you don’t drink but I need to loosen up a bit.” You said stepping back and getting a drink from the mini bar in your office.

“I got no issue with you getting loose.” Jack said fully relaxed

You sat down next to him on the couch turned to the side and leaning on your elbow. You just looked at him. Not knowing what to say. You never felt so adventurous and shy at the same time. Jack looked back at you not speaking. The energy between the two of you was high. You we’re both panting slightly not having really done anything yet. You got up off the couch and put on some Norah Jones that was already on the record player in your office. Her soft, melodic voice disappeared at times into the jazz ensemble. “Do you like jazz Jack?” You ask feeling a bit more relaxed now, swaying to the melody with your drink.

“I love jazz” He said getting up to join you. You swayed together with your clothes littered all over the room. He took your drink out of your hand and drew you closer. The two of you danced as his hand traveled down you back and you held him at the waist. Jack started to get hard. “Please.” He whispered touching his forehead to yours “Please let me inside of you.”

Your walls ached and you got even wetter at the sound of his soothing voice asking you to give yourself to him. You wanted to but you weren’t completely sure. “You could have anyone the day you met them.” You said

“I’m not like this I swear.” He said feeling strangely drawn to you from the time you appeared in that pencil skirt and nerdy glasses. He decided to take more decisive action. He didn’t want to push, but a lot of guys passed through the studio and he wanted you on him only. Jack wasn’t one to share once he really liked someone. He broke the embrace you were sharing and took your hand and placed it on his bulge.

You reached into his underwear and started to gently stroke him. Jack was sensitive and he let out a deep groan. He was putty in your hands. You knelt down and slowly licked him up the underside of his generous size pausing at the tip until you engulfed the entire shaft. You twisted your head every which way while being seductively gentle. Saliva oozed down his cock as you made him feel like he was leaving his body. Not being able to stand it anymore he backed away. “Sit” he said breathlessly motioning to a chair. You sat obediently. Jack stood in front of you and took both of your voluptuous breasts in his hands. He put his strong manhood between them and worked up a throbbing rhythm. You spit on the tip and tickled the head with your tongue.

“That’s it.” You said heaving “it’s all yours”

Jack left your breasts and forcibly opened your legs. He was on his knees now. The hairs on the underside of his lower lip tickling your now soaking wet pussy. He sucked all your juices while moaning, sounding like he was eating his favourite meal. You grabbed a handful of his soft chestnut curls and pushed your hips into his face. He slid his hands under your butt and held on tightly putting his tongue in and out of you and sucking your clit like a mango seed. You quivered and shook as you clenched and your essence gushed out. “Uuuuuugggghhh!” You cried, your abdomen sweatily rising and falling with every heavy breath you took.

“Up” Jack ordered as he greedily wiped his mouth from your cum and stood up. He hoisted you up and you locked your legs around his waist by your ankles and hung on around his neck as he entered you. “Yes! Fuck me.” You said aggressively as you bounced on him.

His pecs and arms stayed flexed to hold you up as you rode him in air. Eventually you gracefully descend down him as you were both drenched in passion. “Fucking freak” he teased you and slapped your ass

“Owwww!” You exclaimed rubbing the spot that now left a mark.

“On your back” he ordered backing you up to the couch. As you laid down he hitched your legs up on his shoulders and slid in.

“Fuck!!” You said in the most delicious pain as you felt the pressure of him opening you up again.

Your pussy felt so good as your walls were fully pounded, warm, wet, and soft. Jack hiked your ass up and down with force on his hard shaft. “Jack please cum!” you cried out as your hips grinded together. He pulled out for a second teasing your clit with his now dark red tip. He was about to burst. He dropped your legs and spread you wide open entering you one last time. His full body and weight was on you as he thrust in and out. You held onto his back and buried your face into his shoulder to muffled your screams. He got you into a head lock and thrusted so hard you felt like you were about to break.

“Uuuuuggghhhhh” he slowly let out a loud moan and released everything he had inside of you. He pulled out looking down at his dick dripping with your juices and collapsed beside you completely empty and out of breath.

You got up and grabbed some tissue cleaning him and yourself up. “You ok?” You asked him finally able to speak.

“I’m the happiest fucking man right now” he managed to say between laboured breaths as he began to regain his composure. “Holy fuck you hotter than hell.” He said, having decided then and there that Drama could go fuck himself. He wrapped a blanket flung over the couch around both of you and cradled you in his arms.

“Let’s get some sleep” he said

“Here? In my office?” you asked him “Naw I can’t do that. We can shower and sleep at my place” You offered.

Jack kissed you on your arm as he caressed it and said “Well since your the future Mrs. Harlow I suppose that’s ok.” He reasoned playfully

“The future Mrs. What? Come on Jack how many times have you said that right after.” You said nudging him in his ribs

“I can see your not easily impressed.” He said actually impressed by that.

“Or easily taken” you said firmly getting serious “I have my career.”

“Oh we’ll see about that.” He assured you “Cuz you bout to lose your job.” He teased rocking you in his arms

You both burst out laughing, looked at each other and said at exactly the same time “FUCK DRAMA!”

@jackmans-poison @jackharloww @jackharlowunseen @a-moment-captured @angelbae05 @jacks-daycare @itsyagirljaz @killatravtramp

[jackmercerenthuiast]

☆Number - Jack Mercer x Reader

☆ idc Jack Mercer doesn’t have enough fanfics so I’m here to serve justice.

☆Would recommend listening to ‘You Can Be The Boss’ by Lana Del Rey

Content: Mentions of drugs alcohol, suggestive language, mentions of gang violence

~و✧…彡☆ - btw pretend Jack survived x

彡☆ 2005          19:36PM

‘This job is honestly ass’  I said to my most common customer, and closest friend, Sofi. It was true, I hated my job, it was a fucking shithole, I mean it was a dingy bar in the rough parts of Detroit, a little girl’s dream clearly.

‘Aye (name) don’t be so silly, it pays the bills, and plus, you get a lot of guys working here.’ She wasn’t wrong, I mean it did pay the bills after all but the amount of guys that I didn’t want? Uncountable.

‘I know Sof’, but they’re all ugly most of the time, plus, when they’re that pissed out of their minds, ‘no’ doesn’t compute easy, they got determination I’ll say that. Gets me a few tips I suppose.’ I laughed, cleaning the nearby table where Sofi sat. ‘Speaking of guys, can’t believe you’re seeing that Angel Mercer again!’ I asked, sitting next to her and nudging her shoulder.

‘I don’t like the way you said ‘Again’ but at least I have a man. Though, how old are you now?’ She asked, smiling at the ground when she answered about Angel, absolutely smitten, is the only words I could describe her.

‘Twentyyy... one?’ I questioned myself as I pulled out my ID, just double checking I was actually 21. 

‘You really think that checking your ID is going to help? How many fake IDs did you have when you were 17 to get cigarettes?’ Me and Sofi go back to when I was 17 and freshly moved to America, she lived in the apartment next to me and we’d been best friends since she welcomed me into the new apartment.

‘Shut up girl, this is a real one, and I am right I’m 21.’ I laughed, smacking my ID on the table.

‘Okay okay, anywho, Angel has a brother, Jack who’s the same age as you, and he got shot recently, he’s getting out of hospital today and a little birdie told me him and his brothers are coming here in an hour or so to celebrate.’ She suggested, walking over to the bar.

‘Oh yeah? Well from what you’ve told me the birdie is actually quite big.’ I smirk as I pour myself a pint from the tap, Sofi hit me on my arm, telling me to shut up in Spanish. I love Sofi but she loves to overshare about her sex life, but it’s fun to mess with her about it. 

…彡☆      19:54PM

A few moments passed, as me and Sofi just talked about random things, about how crazy it was that Victor Sweet had finally been killed, what Sofi wanted to do career wise etc. When all of a sudden, a bunch of loud men burst through the door, as I recognise a very familiar face.

‘Jerry!’

‘(Name)! What’s goin’ on baby?’ He said as he approached the bar, politely shaking my hand, Jerry was like a big brother to me, always nice and fair.

‘Nothin’ much, your wife know you here? I can call her right now if she don’t.’

‘Nah she knows, I’m truthful to my lady, and seeing as I’m so truthful, can we get a few rounds free?’

I laughed and nodded saying as long as I got tipped I’d give them whatever.

‘Bullshit Jerry, we all keep secrets here.’ A bloke in leather, with a goatee sort of thing going on says, laughing and hitting his back.

‘Man shut the fuck up before I woop yo’ white ass. (Name), these are my brothers Bobby, Jack and Angel, I guess you’re already acquainted with Angel here.’

‘Yeah man, it’s hard not to know who Angel is when all I hear in my apartment is those two getting it on.’ I say, lighting a cigarette whilst directioning my hand to Sofi and Angel.

Then I looked at Jack, and all I thought was ‘Damn he’s fine’.

‘So you lovely ladies want tables or are you gonna keep me company and sit at the bar?’

‘I think the guys are alright with sitting at the bar, right guys?’ Jerry said, asking his brothers, they all nodded and agreed as they took seats at the bar.

‘Can I get a beer?’ The one who I assumed was Bobby, asked.

‘Can you be specific, Guiness? Heineken? A pint? Half-pint? And I don’t know maybe a please?’ I chuckled, directioning to the amount of beers there were to choose from

‘She had you on that one Bobby, she’s very passionate about her alcohol.’ Angel said. 

‘And why’s that, you an alcoholic or somethin?’

‘No, I don’t know if you can tell from the accent but it’s just from being English really.’ I could see Jack’s eyebrows raise slightly, he was really cute.

‘Ah, I don’t know man just give me a bottle of Guiness.’

‘Please?’

‘Please.’

…彡☆           20:20PM

About half an hour passed before I finally talked to Jack, I slid down the bar, making my way to where he sat, leaving the rest of the brothers and Sofi to do whatever.

‘You’re Jack I take it?’

‘Yeah and you’re.. (name)?’

‘Indeed it is, what drink you want Jackie?’

‘I don’t mind really, can I get a cigarette? The hospital wouldn’t let me bring ‘em in.’ He laughed, god damn his laugh. I’ve known this boy for 45 minutes and I’m whipped

‘Yeah sure and I’m sorry to hear that you got shot by the way, you ‘re lucky you survived love.’ I could see him the try to hide the fact me calling him love got a reaction out of him, it’s not particularly uncommon for me to call customers love, but it’s usually older customers, just out of respect, though for him? I just said it to get a reaction.

‘Thanks, how long you been working at the bar?’

‘Not long really, few months? I’ve only been in America for a couple of years, I think four years.’ Passing him a cigarette and a lighter whilst taking a puff of my own.

‘Ah cool, how come you moved?’

‘I don’t know really, I suppose to just be with my mum, seeing as she wanted to just get away.’

‘Your parents split?’

‘Yeah but it was probably the best choice they collectively made.’ I laughed, pouring him a drink.

‘Fair enough, you do anything else other than be the only good-looking bar tender in Detroit?’ Um sir? 

‘Don’t flatter me Jackie, but yeah actually, I play the bass here and there.’

…彡☆ Jack POV  …彡☆

‘Don’t flatter me Jackie...’ Man, I haven’t even known her that long and I can’t help but want to take her out. 

‘Ah bass? That’s cool man, I play the guitar, before I moved back to Detroit I was actually in a band, believe it or not.’ Flicking my cigarette ash in the nearby ashtray, when I had an idea. I asked her for a pen and she handed me the one in her shirt pocket.

‘I certainly believe it, but anywho I can’t concentrate on your pretty face all night, I’ll serve some other customers and I’ll be back soon.’ She said winking at me, I felt my face go so warm, Sofi definitely knew I was going red, and to my misfortune, so did Bobby.

‘Woah Jackie, did the bullet knock the fairy out of you or what?!’

‘Shut up man, you probably haven’t been flirted with in the last 10 years.’

‘Sure fairy whatever you say.’

…彡☆    22:17PM     your pov

‘Okay boys we’re gonna leave now, because for some reason I got designated driver duty so come on! You too Sofi vámanos!’ Jerry yelled, dragging Sofi and Angel by the collars of their shirts, I laughed to myself as all of the brothers continued to leave in a drunken mess, the night was full of brotherly love, teasing and intense flirting between me and Jack, as he had more drinks he got more bold with how he spoke.

I was absolutely whipped, and as Jack left, he gave me a cigarette and said, 

‘Don’t light it right away.’ with a drunken but genuine smile, I responded, ‘Don’t worry Jackie I won’t, see you soon.’ and I pecked him on the cheek as I left for the room where I kept my coat to close up my shift, taking the cigarette with me.

Later in the night I was certain there was something I had forgotten to do, and then it hit me, I probably was meant to look at the cigarette or something, and then I thought, ‘Where’s the cigarette?’, and I trudged to my sofa and grabbed my coat, luckily the cig was still in my pocket.

I twizzled it in my fingers, when I saw numbers written on one side, and a note saying, ‘Call me - Jackie’ with a heart next to it on the other, that smooth motherfucker. I unravelled the cigarette, putting the nicotine in a spare pouch and attached the note to my fridge with a magnet with the intentions to call him in the morning.

…彡☆     The End!

Please let me know if you liked this, if so I might write a part 2 to it or just continue to write Jack mercer fics seeing as there just aren’t enough! Love ya x

[mephinomaly]

[TL] The King Below the Moonlight/Chapter 1

Rei Sakuma 2nd Feature Scout

Summary: The photos for Rei's Feature Live are mostly lax, candid shots, and the Producer can't quite articulate this to him. It's probably best for Rei to reconsider...

Season: Winter

Location: Cafeteria

Rei: Hmm. What to do…

Koga: Oi. Have you still not made up your mind? Haven’t ya agonised over this for long enough? I don’t wanna pressure ya or anythin’ but it’ll be best if you just decide.

Rei: I’m afraid it’s not that easy. The employee’s cafeteria has such a wide selection of food that I'm overwhelmed by the choices. I’m not sure what to get.

See, just looking at the menu is enough to quell my hunger.

Koga: Oi oi… Ain’t you getting your priorities twisted?

Rei: Right then, Koga. This is now a stakeout mission. Go around the cafeteria and see what everyone else is eating!

Koga: Aye aye! Leave it t’me.

—Is that your idea of a prank!? Why'dya even think about tryin’ to get me to do that!?

Rei: You got me. A shame. What made you realise…? Sit down, Wanko.

—Hm? Who was that? I heard my name…

Oya, it’s Jou-chan. Yes yes, thank you for all your hard work. Was it you who was calling out to me?

It’s lunch at the moment, so how about joining us?

Koga: Hey, somethin’ wrong? Yer face looks all sad. Whassup?

Rei: Huh? Ah, you’ve brought the photographs from the Feature Live shoot.

Koga: What the-. Give us a smile then. Your job and expression should match, y’know?

Rei: Umu. Is there more you’d like to say, Jou-chan? Is there something amiss?

Hm? There’s a problem with the photographs, and they can no longer be used?

I see. There’s not much I can do without seeing them first. Could I take a peek?

Koga: Lemme see too…

—The hell are these?

This one is of the vampire bastard meltin’ under the studio lights, and this one’s him sleepin’ in the coffin I brought t’the waiting room!

Is this you jus’ tryna seem cute ‘n innocent to cover up for the mistakes you made…? Are there actually no decent pictures~?

Well, if these are meant t’be Sakuma-senpai’s offstage persona, then they’ll do. But otherwise? Useless.

Rei: Ehhh~... That’s untrue. They’re still candid photos, and it’s gap moe. Look, don’t you think this is cute?

Koga: Well uh. You gotta consider havin’ the right balance.

Even though it's for the solo live, all the other guys’ have charmin’ photos, so it's lame if yours is the only one that’s so relaxed, right?

Showing a side of ya not seen on stage doesn’t mean bein’ lazy ‘bout it. Ain’t you the leader of an extreme and immoral unit?

Rei: Hmm. Do you share the same opinion as Koga, Jou-chan?

I see. Dearie me… How troublesome. But if that’s what you both believe, I suppose I’ll retake them…

Well then, Jou-chan. Could you squeeze me into your schedule once more?

Time: One week later

Location: RhyLink Office

Kuro: Huh? Yo, Sakuma.

Rei: Ah, Kiryu-kun. Though we share the same office space, I haven’t seen much of you lately. There’s something refreshing about it.

Kuro: Well, if we don’t see each other here, we will at the dorms.

Rei: What are you working on?

Kuro: Huh? Me? I got told to come pick up the script for next week’s recordin’. Speakin’ a which, weren’t you part of it too?

Rei: Ahh, so this is the script I received just now?

So in other words, we’ll be working together with AKATSUKI? I look forward to that.

Kuro: Ah yeah, same here.

Rei: Hm? Is that Jou-chan, hiding behind Kiryu-kun’s large frame?

Kuro: Ha?---Oh, Jou-chan. You scared me.

Oh, am I in your way? If so, my bad.

Rei: I see. You were looking for me? Again?

Ah, you have the new photographs we took. Come, come, show me.

Kuro: Heh. Feels real Sakuma-like. Fans’ll be real happy, right?

Rei: Yes. If we’ve received Kiryu-kun’s stamp of approval, then surely these will do.

Oya? It seems Jou-chan is still unsure about it…?

Kukuku… I don’t believe there’s anything wrong.

Not only does the Producer look up to the idol, the idol also looks up to the Producer.

What’s causing you trouble, Jou-chan?

I see… You don’t think it’s me enough…? I’m missing that secret ingredient to really make it pop… hm…

Yes, it’s quite hard to say.

Eh? Nevermind? Well, what are you concerned about then?

I see. So that’s why the photographs are fine? Everything’s dandy then.

…………

No…I understand. Please, continue as you are.

If Jou-chan the producer says it’s fine, then I shall take her word for it.

[vannahmontannah]

Rest of the story on Wattpad @ VannahMontannah For the past couple of days, I have been super busy! I'm talking everybody taxes done came and the firsts thing on they mind is a car. On of them days was my off day, but I didn't mind showing up. I made it home and played with my dog for a little bit and decided to check the mail.

"These past couple days...I need a vacation,"

Bzzz Bzzz

"Hello?"

"What you doing?" Naomi asked.

"Checking my mail. Wassup?"

"I just wanted to talk,"

"What's wrong?"

"Duke...when you were hanging out with Zuri, how did you feel?"

"Why?"

"I just wanna know if I'm not crazy. I've been seeing someone and...I'm afraid she may leave me for someone else...it's scary out here,"

"If they really fuck with you then they would make some happen. I had genuine feelings for that woman...but I knew better. I knew better..."

"I feel the same way, like, I like her attitude, her energy, she's smart and open minded. We've been talking for a while and I don't know if she's ever gonna ask me out,"

"Why don't you ask her out?"

"Because I'm a princess,"

"Of course..."

"It's been two months and I know she likes me too, but she hasn't said anything. What should I do?"

"You definitely shouldn't be quiet about it. Ask what ya doing. Ask questions about ya relationship and where do ya see it going. If you want something, go for it. I know the one who initiated it should make all the moves, but it never hurts to ask,"

"I'm scared of the answer imma get,"

"Gotta let that go. Can't waste your time and she ain't on that level with you,"

I was going through my mail and came across and letter...from Atlanta. Who wrote me a letter from Atlanta?

"You think I should just ask her what we doing?"

"Yeah...yeah. Naomi imma call you back, okay?"

"Okay. Imma text you,"

"Cool. Later,"

I know this ain't who I think it is. I just know this ain't who I think it is.

"I'm truly sorry for my actions and the pain they caused. The weight of regret has been heavy on my heart, knowing that I hurt someone I deeply care about. Please believe me when I say that I care about you immensely, and the thought of causing you distress is unbearable. I hope you can feel the sincerity in my words when I express how much I regret what transpired between us. My apologies come from the deepest part of my soul, desiring nothing more than to make amends. I understand that saying "I'm sorry" might not instantly heal the wounds, but I am committed to showing you through my actions that I am truly remorseful. The realization of your hurt has been a wake-up call for me to reflect and recognize the impact of my actions. I wish more than anything that I could turn back time and erase my mistakes, but in lieu of that, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Your well-being means the world to me, and I am dedicated to proving that to you. Please give me the chance to demonstrate not just through words but through consistent actions that I am genuinely sorry and that I truly care about you."

All these emotions are swirling inside me as I read the letter. I am uncertain about what to think or do in this moment. Is she really going to get married? Is she still together with Justin? There are too many questions racing through my mind right now. With her asking for forgiveness, mentioning her return to town, and having a new home, everything feels overwhelming. It's hard for me to process everything at once. Fuck...

"Fuck!" I yelled. This is ridiculous, bruh. Now what the fuck am I supposed to do? Shut her out? Forgive her? Talk to her? I'm stuck! I usually just let them spiral, but Zuri was a charm. She was like that special charm on your bracelet that you admire. The one that's your favorite.

BOOM!

Okay...why is it ALWAYS raining?? Not just raining—thundering.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Who is it?"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Yo! Who is it?"

I went up to the door and the peephole was covered. Now who playing on my door?

"Aye man, whoever you are, stop playing on my door—"

"Duke!"

I stared at the door for a few seconds. This can't be. After all this time my heart was torn, she decides to come back and think shit good? She has some nerve being at my door step right now. I grabbed Milo and put him in my room.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Duke! Can you please open up?"

Fuck! Should I even open the door?!

She knocked on the door and said, "Duke, I need to talk to you. The wedding is off, okay? There's no more Justin. He's out of the picture. Can you please open the door?" She paused, feeling regret for her actions. "I know what I did was wrong, but I am deeply sorry for what I did. You were right...I should have said no. I don't know what I was thinking."

"How can I believe you?"

"Duke, there's no more nothing! I'm single! I'm all for you! But you knew I was with someone too,"

"Zuri, you hurt my heart. You accepted his proposal and that broke me! I was down for months!"

"I know and I'm sorry! Duke, I don't know how many times in gonna apologize. I've said all I could say. I came from ATL back home to do this and wrote you a letter. I was gonna leave the voicemail, but I froze. You're all I was thinking about! DUKE JUST OPEN THE DOOR!"

"STOP YELLING!"

"YOU'RE BEING STUBBORN!"

Everything went quiet for a while. No one said a word to each other.

"Fine...you don't wanna talk to me? Cool. But just remember...remember one thing...I tried. Okay? I tried..."

I unlocked the door and cracked it open.

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"Come on..."

"Thanks..."

She walked inside and I closed and locked my door. She had on some jeans, boots, a coat, some gloves and a beanie. She was holding an umbrella in her hand as well. I took the umbrella from her and placed it against the wall.

"Took you long enough,"

"Why are you here? You're moving back?"

"Yeah. I never stopped looking for a place here,"

"How did Justin take the news?"

"That's not important,"

"You gotta tell me later since I let you inside,"

"Fine, but Duke I have been trying to get in contact with you, I was just..." she sighed. "It was so much going on,"

"I bet it was,"

"I missed you a lot,"

"...I realized how wrong it was for me to try to come between you and your long-term partner. Though my actions were inexcusable, I couldn't stand seeing the way he mistreated you, and I found myself drawn to your side. Before I knew it, my feelings for you had grown so strong that I couldn't turn back. Being with you now brings me immense joy and makes me feel truly happy. Your presence brightens my day like nothing else could,"

"It shattered me too. I knew I should have said no and I knew I hurt you, bad. But I'm here now. Can you please forgive me?"

The moment I leaned in to kiss her, I was engulfed by a sensation of warmth and passion that I'd never experienced before. It was a spontaneous act, fueled by the intense chemistry that had been building between us for what felt like an eternity. Our lips met, and instantly, there was a connection, electric and undeniable. It was as if the world around us had faded into the background, leaving just the two of us, lost in the depth of our kiss. The way she responded, with equal fervor, told me she felt the same overwhelming emotions. Her lips were soft, yet insistent, and the gentle caress of her hands on my back sent shivers down my spine. This wasn't just a kiss; it was an admission of mutual desire, a promise of more to come. As we finally broke apart, breathless and with hearts racing, we shared a look that spoke volumes. There was a certain magic in that moment, a profound connection that words could never fully capture. It was a kiss that altered the course of our relationship, marking the beginning of something truly passionate and deep.

Intimacy, love, and passion are the cornerstones of any deeply connected relationship, weaving a tapestry of bonds that are both delicate and resilient. Our connection transcended the mere physical realm, touching the essence of our beings, making us intimately connected at a soulful level. This profound intimacy was not just about being physically close but about understanding each other's deepest fears, hopes, and dreams. Love, in its most authentic form, enveloped us, creating a safe haven where our vulnerabilities could be exposed without fear of judgment. Passion was the fuel that kept our connection vibrant, a fervent desire not just for each other's bodies but for the minds and spirits that dwelled within. In our intimate space, love and passion danced in harmony, each moment shared was a testament to the depth of our connection. It was in the quiet moments, in the gentle caresses, and in the shared glances full of unspoken words where our intimacy flourished. Our passion for life, for each other, was the glue that bonded us firmly, creating a fortress of love against the world. Every laugh, every tear, and every whisper shared in our intimate spaces etched a story of love, passion, and profound intimacy. We were not just lovers but soulmates, perfectly aligned in our desires, dreams, and the undying love that enveloped us, making our bond beautifully unbreakable.

[milesworld96]

FINALLY GETTING TO WATCH RAW YALL, I AM SO EXCITED

SAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII HIIIIII❤️ oh, the ko shirt. That’s fine. That’s funny. Hilarious even. Wow. 😢, I ALREADY MISS ZOWENS. GRRRR BRO GOT ME IN MY FEELS☹️☹️☹️ SIR⁉️⁉️⁉️ WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATERIAL⁉️⁉️⁉️ FUCK YES. wait bro wym the reason he ain’t on raw anymore, YO WHY U BRINING JEY INTO THIS. yalls ☹️☹️. I CANT. Yo Sami speaking the truth, I love him. OHHHH SHIT JUDGEMNT DAY😍😍😍 OH LAWD THEY LOOK SO FINE. GIRL???? RHEA IMMEDIATELY GETTING DEFENSIVE OF DREW WHEN DAMIEN BROUGHT HIM UP?????? IS THIS A SIGN. damn so Rhea basically saying Sami is the orphan no one wants💔 GIRL JEYYY, GET UR MANS‼️‼️‼️‼️ Sami listen to Jey💥💥💥 WHY R U IFNORING HIM NO😭😭 LOOK AT JEYS EYES‼️‼️ HOW CAN YOU LEVE HIM

SHINSUKEEEE😍🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 WAIT FALSE COUNT ANYWHERE⁉️⁉️ OOOHHHH SHIIIT, OH MY FUCK THIS MATCH IS SO SLAY LIKE WHAT🤯🤯 THESE MOTHER FUCKers ARE CRAZY, RICOCHET BRO WGATST. NUNCHUCKS⁉️ BRO MICHELANGELO FR BRO THEY GOING FUCKING CRAZY MAN. WOOOOOOOO SHINSUKE FUCKING WON

OMFG SAMIJEY SPOTTING AGAIN😭😭😭😭😭 SAMI WHAT THE FUCK. I UNDERSTSND WHERE YOUR COMING FROM BUT ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ stop blaming Jey‼️‼️‼️‼️ Yeah Jey speak it‼️‼️ Girl Sami going through it don’t worry bbg you’ll be fine. SAMIJEY MAKE UP AND HUG WOO🫶🫶

OMMGGGGGGG TEGAN AND NIKKI‼️‼️‼️😍😍😍😍🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 OOOOO CHELSEA AND PIPER R HERE TOO😭😭😋😋 lol Katana and Kayden spotting too. OMG TEGAN V CHELSEA? YES PLEASE

HES PIPER IS ABOUT TO SERVE SO MUCH CUNT, I LOVE HER. LETS FUCKING GO. AND I WAS RIGHT, SHE MOTHER FUCKING DID. YEYSYSHHSHDSYSYEESHSH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TEGAN MY LOVE HAAAAIIIIKKI :33

IMPERIUM PROMO VID LETS GO, THEY ARE SO COOL I CANNOT DO THIS. I LOVE THEM, CANT WAIT 4 LUDWIG & GIOVANNI TO BE CHAMPS SOON

DAMIEN FINN & DOM DOM. bro why yalls thinking bout JD like that, GIRL NAH THEY TRYNA JUMP DREW😭😭 DomDom is such a mama’s boy. I LOVE THEM, ENOUGH WITH THE CONFLICT NOW. LET THEM ALL BE HAPPY 2GETHER FROM NOW ON☺️☺️💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

AAAAAAAAA SETH, SERVING ONCE AGAIN. ILYYYY. omg I need his shoes. Oh lawd, this match between Seth and Drew is gonna serve so much cunt @ Crown Jewel😍🫶. NAAAAHHHHH SETH CAME OUT WITH EVIDENCE AND EVERYTHING😭😭 BRO CATCHING RHEA AND DREW FR.RUGGEDLY HANDSOME? SETH SAYING THE TRUTH.NAHHH DREW CALLED HIM A THIRSTY CREEP, LEAVE JEY ALONE HE WAS GOING THROUGH A PHASE PLEASE😭💀 eneheheehheehhehe Drewww😈😈 I RESLLY HOPE HE WINS @ CROWN JEWEL. ay don’t be nasty to Drew Seth, you stfu😡 SETH STFU, YOU AINT KNO SHIT. WATCH DREW PULL UP ALONE @ FIRST, AMD THEN FUCKING RHEA AND DOMDOM COME LUT AND HELP HIM GET THE WIN💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 (estoy loco, I am delulu.)

OOOOOOOO BOY ITS BRONSON REED😈😈

RAAAAAAAAAH LUDWIG😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😝😚😚😚😚😚😚😚😚😚 HAAAAIIIIKK OH SHIT JOHNNY GARGANO⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ EEEEEEEEE OO BOY IM EXCITED. NAHH WADE GOT TF OUTTA THERE LMFAOOO, JOHNNY GIRL 😭😭😭 SO HAPPY TO SEE JOHNNY BACK AAAAAAAAAA. THIS MATCH IS SLAYING SO HARD OMFFFFF. AAAAAAWWWW GARGANO LOST😭😭😭

Becky😡 INDI & CANDICE😍😍🤯🤯 OMG HIIIIIII INDI, HAIIIIIII CANDICE :3 OMG BECKY V INDI, LETS GO. LMFAO RHEA. WAIT DID BECKY SAY BECKY TWO BELTS BEFORE GOIN TO COMMERCIAL 😨😨🤯

OMMGGGGG DREW & SAMIIIIII. Compliments from Drew, hm bro what you gettin at🤨🤨 AHT, YALLS PLS STOP DRAGGING JEY😭😭😭 🤯DREW JUST DRAGGING EVERYONE LMFAOOO. wait, they keep mentioning Sami ab the world championship shit. OMG ARE WE SETTING THAT UP FOR THE FUTURE⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ AAAAAAAAAA, WAIT DREW V SAMI NEXT WEEK😨🤯 YES YESYEYS

RHEAAAAA😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 HAAAAAIIIIIIIIII :333 HIIII SHAYNA. OOOOOO THE MAULIN😍😚 NIA GTFO PLS, OMG RAQUEL. BEAT HER FUCKING ASS YESS LETS GOOOO. OMMMGGGGG ZOEEEEEEEYYYYYYYY I LOVEE YOU, J NEED MORE OF HER OMFG

HII XIA, ITS BEEN A WHILE. JADEEEE OMFG HI HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI PLEASE MAKE IT OFFICIAL, JADE CARGILL V BECKY LYNCH AT CROWN JEWEL PLEASE. IM BEGGING, I NEED IT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

HIIIIIIIIII BRONSON, HIIIIIIIII GUNTHER. YOOOOOO GUNTHER, BRONSON WTFFFFFFFFF😨😨😨😨😨😨 YESEYSYSYSYSYS G7 THER WON

OMMMMGGGGG POOKIE BEARS❤️❤️❤️❤️💙💙💙💙 CODY AND JEY ILYSM, BUT YOU ARE JOT WINNING. oml they never gonna give up that bit from the press conference are they?😭💀 they are so cutie patootie

MIIZ MY FAV ASSHOLE, OMG HIII. nah fr tho, we need more MIZ. LMFAO THAT IMPERSONATION, GTFO OUT NIA I DON WANNA SEE YOU

RHEA💜 yo stfu. WOAH, FATAL FIVE WAY⁉️⁉️⁉️ ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL RHEA. ZOEY, NIA, RAQUEL AND SHAYNA AT THE SAME TIME? HWTA

INDUS SHEER ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

LMFAO WHAT IS TOZAWA DOING, HE IS SO SILLY I LOVE HIM. OMG HI KOFI, HI XAVIER. Not the hip thrusts🤯🤨🤯🤨🤯🤨🤯. NAAAAHHHHHHH KOFI XAVIER😭😭😭😭😭

OMG ITS TIME, ITS FINALLY TIME OMGGGGGGGG HAIIIIIII I LOVE MY BBGS. SORRY CODYJEY YALLS LOSIN💀 PRIESTBALOR 🔛🔝 EEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE MY GOTHS HAIHAIHAi AAA THIS MAYCH IS SO GOOD WTFFF OMG DOMDOM NO😭😭 WAIT YESYES RAAAHHHHHH THIS MATCH GOT ME SO NERVOUS WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCUUUUUKKKKKKK JIMMY⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ YOOOO AINT NO FUCKING WAY🤯 OMG YES YESYEGRHHDBDBBD YES FUCK YES JUDGEMENT DAY HAS ALL THE GOLD AGAIN‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[mafinnrndmthoughts]

Tatalikuran na natin ang nakalipas.

11:49pm

I’m sorry I couldn’t give you the love you truly deserve, I’m sorry if my actions didn’t match my words, I’m sorry for treating you like you are not valid. You deserve the world. You deserve everything. But sadly, I failed to gave that to you. I didn’t focus on what I could give, only focus on what I could gain. Patawad kung ikaw ay hindi ko naingatan. Sa bago mo, I hope she is easier to love than me, I hope she’s not hard to understand, at sana hindi siya takot. Sana hindi siya takot hawakan ang kamay mo habang may mga matang tumitingin sa inyo. Sana hindi siya takot umamin sa sarili niya na gusto ka niya at sapat ka na. At sana sigurado na siya. Bab, forgive me for what I did. Forgive me for everything I put you through. I am writing this dahil gusto ko na umusad. And I think this is the only way for me to move forward. Pasensya na kung dumating ka sa punto ng buhay ko na hindi pa maayos ang lahat, I wasn’t at my best state at that time. Duwag ako eh, natakot ako. I couldn’t admit to myself na you are enough, and I’m already content. I lost you, araw-araw ko pinagsisihan ‘yon. Pero as time goes by I realized nga siguro tama ka. Hindi tayo para sa isa’t isa. You and I meant to part ways. tanggap ko na ‘yon. Pero sometimes I wonder paano kaya kung hindi ako natakot? What if I treated you right? Siguro things would’ve end up differently nu? Pero okay na ‘ko. I’m happy now, and sana ikaw rin. You will always have a special place in my heart that only you can fulfill. I hope you get everything you’ve always wanted, and I hope I will never hear a thing about it. hindi kakayanin ng konsensya ko. As I embark on this new journey of mine, Ito ang salita na hindi ko nasabi sa ‘yo, I love you, Aquinnah Nea. Minahal kita. Ikaw ang naging batayan ng aking pag-ibig. If I would’ve given a chance to repeat everything, I would choose nothing. Pipiliin kung hindi na. Kasi that how it is. Maybe gi hatag raka sa akoa to teach me a lesson… and I am beyond thankful for that. You made me realized a lot. You made me a great person. You don’t know how much impact you gave sa akoa, and that is enough reason for me to be grateful. Knowing you is a privilege for me. My feelings for you will be kept and treasured. Maybe? Maybe sa future I’ll meet you again?? When I’m slightly better at sana hindi na ako takot. Maraming salamat dahil ikaw ay aking nakilala. Sa kunting oras na ating pagsasama, ako’y naging masaya. Sana mabasa mo ‘to, at sana patawarin mo ‘ko as I learn to forgive myself too.

“Ikaw ang naging batayan ng aking pag-ibig, sana hindi ka mag babago.”

3CLA= Continuously,constantly,continually, Love, Aquinnah Nea

[m3-0wt0wn]

Yo yo yo, if you don't shut your mouth ima shut it for you, punk!

Hit ya (hit ya) with the (with the) punk (punk) tactics. x3

(Hit ya, hit ya, with the, with the, with the, punk tactics)

Hit you with the hard punk tactics.

Bankrolls come straight for the assests.

No games, no throw, I'll pass it.

Pick you up, spit you out , like Jurassic (dinosaur noise 😋)

Oh, known for the rigmarole.

We kick pros, stub toes, I suppose you might know.

Hit the block, then you flock.

Times up, now you about to get clocked (aye!)

Spicy like pepper, one-two stepper.

Fade back, motivated money go-getter.

Never felt better, write me love letters.

Shooting out the spike chain, Megadeth tether.

Get over here, Scorpion.

Put you to sleep, Kevorkian.

Should I assist ya, or do you get the picture? If you don't budge, I'm a gonna have to,

Hit ya (hit ya) with the (with the) punk (punk) tactics. x3

(Hit ya, hit ya, with the, with the, with the, punk tactics)

You, the laces loose and fists tight, I never lose a fist fight.

Son, I've been up all night.

If I'm gonna do it, then I'm gonna do it right.

B to the R to the A to the E.

F what you think, im a stay G.

H is for hot, cuz thats what I be.

I-J-K, I'm cold like slurpaayyy.

Ooh, goddamm, I drop bombs.

I was born with the brains and the brawn, I am the king and you're just a pawn.

Who's got the high ground now, Obi-Wan?

Alphabet rhymes like chicken noodle soup.

Two-door Beamer, pick you up in the coupes.

Shooting for the hoop, jiggy on the loose.

Shark mentality like my name Bruce.

Hit ya (hit ya) with the (with the) punk (punk) tactics. x3

(Hit ya, hit ya, with the, with the, with the, punk, punk, tactics)

Hit ya (hit ya) with the (with the) punk (punk) tactics. x3

(Hit ya, hit ya, with the, with the, with the, punk, punk, tactics)