#COULD IT BE THAT HE MADE THIS HIMMSELF!?!

[k9iriz]

𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 / • 𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐫

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ; 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘪 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳.

(𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙚𝙢!) /𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧.

𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘵𝘷, 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘥𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘪 & 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘭.

i hummed quietly as i slightly pulled up my olive colored stringed tube too, examining my now bigger backside through my matching colored leggings, with jewelry to top the outfit off, with a slick back ponytail.

i never felt more beautiful in the world. i mean, after dealing with postpartum depression when i had davi, took a toll on my mental and it effected mostly how i viewed myself, mostly how i looked.

but ney made sure i wasn’t going through it alone. even sitting out for the season for me, which he didn’t have to do, but it was along the lines of “i love you more than ever, why wouldn’t i?”.

best husband i could ever ask for right?

finishing putting on my last anklet, i grabbed me purse, before i opened our shared bedroom door, walking downstairs as i was met with neymar watching tv, just putting down davi for bed.

“tudo bem papi, estou saindo para hoje à noite!” i said, before i bent down to reach my shoes, before being met with my handsome husband, just blatantly staring, like analyzing what i was wearing. ["alright papi, im leaving for tonight!"]

“is it something wrong?” I asked before neymar stood up, walking over to me, his tall figure just standing over me. mnm.

“não... mas sua roupa, é problema meu. você não vai sair com essa roupa meu amor.” neymar shook his head, before slightly leaning against the wall before i kissed my teeth in a attempt to win him over. [“nope...but your outfit, is my problem. your not going out in that outfit my love.”]

“but babyyyyy! i thought this was ‘hubby approved?’” i whined, walking up to him, hoping that he would change his mind on the outfit. i like when he’s like that, possessive, but he wasn’t overly possessive. he just didn’t want anyone to see what was his.

“it is...but i know...you look this good? you might be hiding something under these leggings...your ass is moving way too much princess.” neymar smiled, wrapping his arms around me as he kissed my lips, before burying his face inside of my neck, making me break out in giggles.

“stop-neyyyy! why are you feeling in my pantsss?-” you kept squirming in his arms, before his hands successfully made it to the inside of your tights before he felt around your ass…

he stopped before he felt a thin string run across his hand, standing back, as he felt himmself run hard…just from rubbing against you, he knew you had on a thong, not let alone a g-string.

“princesa, puxe-os para baixo e deixe-me ver o que você está vestindo.” neymar demanded, his demeanor just turning me on in seconds…wet. [“princess, pull them down and let me see what you're wearin’”]

pouting and just irritated in general about the whole ordeal, i whined, him not budging at all. still.

cockblocker.

“what did i say?” his accent was present in his english.

“ugh…fine.” I rolled my eyes, pulling my pants before revealing a black thong, causing him to bite his lip…just examining me and my figure , how natural my curves were and how my body snapped back just easily after birthing davi.

“are you trying to tempt me? by sneaking out in a thong mu amour?” neymar teased slightly, giving me that gaze.

wetted my underwear that fast-

“no…it’s just panties. what’s the big deal?” i sassed, before neymar chuckled, pulling me back swiftly, before his hand was around my throat just like that.

“or should i fix that attitude of yours? you wouldn’t wanna wake up davi would you?” neymar challenged, as my lip was tucked in my bottom teeth, feeling my legs go weak just from him putting me in my place that fast.

before huffing “no papi.” i responded, before he let go, his hands running back down my ass, gripping it in his hands, just caressing it before his lips made it to my ear.

(i have a thing for tatted hands…)

“so be a good girl and change for me. and drop the attitude.” neymar spoke, his breath hitching in my ear as he moved closer, making me whimper, sprinkled with a moan in this midst.

“okay…” i smiled, trailing off before walking back to our shared room, changing my underwear.

a short few minutes later, i walked back downstairs, to be smart, i put on his favorite pink laced panties he bought me for valentines day, standing in front of him.

“better now?” i huffed before standing up. neymar felt a heartbeat down there…the throbbing sensation grew the more he stared…and in his favorite panties? i was bound to be fucked up…

“way much better. covers up nicely.” neymar sarcastically spoke, before you could pull up or grab your leggings from the floor, neymar pulled you by your panties, causing me to fall on him.

“neyyy! i have to go! im gonna be-ouuu shit.” you felt him slap your ass, before softly sucking on your sweet spot, as i caressed his head.

“shhh…eles podem esperar, deixe-me provar baby antes de você sair... foda-se.” neymar muttered across your skin, before slapping your ass again, causing euphoric thoughts to take over as he repeatedly attacked my spot, sucking on it. [“shh, they can wait, let me get a taste baby, before you leave...fuck.”]

i guess im never leaving the house anytime soon…without any more inspections. i don’t mind it tho.

first neymar fic bc im obsessed, give me suggestions!, lemme know how i did loves!

[eunoiaflow3r]

invisible things // t.h. x gn!reader

it's the invisible things that i love the most...and the way that i feel when i hold you close.

a/n: not proofread. gn = gender neutral.

warning(s): mistakes, error, fluff overload...

word count: 1.39k

request(ed): no.

summary: tom and y/n's morning consists of cuddling, banter, and tessa.

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You and Tom have been up for at least fifteen minutes. Just laying there breathing in and enjoying each other's presence. It wasn’t until three minutes ago that you decided to turn and face Tom so that you could look into his eyes. He still looked sleepy and dazed, but just as cute as ever. His hair was tousled and his face was tinted red. 

With your eyes boring and focused into his, you didn’t notice that his lips had been puckered and he was slowly moving towards your face.

“I don’t know what that means Tommy.” You teased and sat up getting ready to leave the bed. “Guess you gotta use your words or something.”

Before you could leave, he pulled your arm back and wrapped his around your waist pulling you on top of him so you were straddling him.

“M’ pretty sure that y’know what the fuck I mean.” 

He was pretty vulgar in the mornings. At night too. Well...and in the afternoons so pretty much always.

You buried your face into his neck and kissed him there. Then again on his collar bone and his hands went to your ass and squeezed there letting you know to lift your head up. You did and he puckered his lips once again. You kissed him there and he smiled contently. 

His hands were still on your ass though.

“What are your plans for the day darling?”

You hummed and buried your face into his neck once again. It was warm there. While you thought his hands rubbed your body all the way up to your shoulders and then down to your ass and then back up again. His hands were pretty warm too.

“I’ll probably go get some coffee and food in like an hour.” You mumbled as you brought your hands up to his hair and started playing with it.There were a few tangles but you gently got them out. Tom loved when you played in his hair so you made sure to softly scratch his head a few times too. “After that I’ll go to the mall to pick out an outfit for skating this afternoon and then another for the party tonight.”

“Hm.” He hummed.

“What are you doing today babe?”

“Well…” He slipped his hands under your shirt so now he was rubbing your bare back. That felt even better - made you feel sleepy even. “I’ll probably get some coffee and food with the beautiful person on top of me.” You giggled and he squeezed your waist a bit. “Then I’ll go to the mall and buy us outfits for roller skating in the afternoon and then another for the party tonight.”

“Oh really?” You smiled.

“Yeah of course. My day has been planned for weeks.” He replies sarcastically.

You were silent for a moment but still playing in his hair. You cherished these moments just for the simple reason that they didn’t come often. He was gone most of the time touring, filming, or busy with interviews so whenever you could spend time together alone, you always felt so happy.

His hands traveled to your sides and squeezed. He loved touching you. He loved the feel of you. Every single part of you. Every line, every curve, every crevice...he wanted to alway feel you. Next to him, beside him, on top of him, under him...he wanted to touch you. The only time his hands weren’t on you was practically never.

“I should shower.” you mumble.

“I’ll join you.” His hands were on your ass again, and you laugh. You knew where this would lead to but you were kind of on a time limit and if you didn’t leave the house soon, you’d be late for everything.

Thankfully, before you could answer Tessa jumped onto the bed and waited to be pet. You immediately jumped off of Tom and cuddled Tess.

“What! Y/N that’s no fucking fair!”

“Watch your language around my baby Tom.” You said kissing the dog’s face. You loved her so much and she wouldn’t stop licking your face. The day you met her you were inseparable. At times Tom got jealous - either you were spending too much time with Tessa instead of him - or Tessa was spending too much time with you instead of him. Either way it was his loss but he was really happy the two of you got along. 

Too well at times.

“Oh fuck off.” he mumbled unraveling himmself from the blankets and getting out of bed. “Your baby? A second ago I was your baby and here comes Tessa and now I don’t exist. That’s okay though I’ll remember that.”

You rolled your eyes at his whispering. You weren’t sure if it was intentional that you could hear him but it was still funny.

“Tom you’re being a bit dramatic don’t you think?"

“Sure. Whatever you say.” He really couldn’t pretend to be irritated with you any longer - he loved seeing you with Tessa. He walked over to the other side of the bed to love on her too. 

He cooed at her and your heart swelled. You loved seeing how good he was with her. It made you think about what he'd be like with kids one day...but neither of you were ready for that just yet.

He thought the same of you though. He thought the world of you and knows that you’ll be a great parent.

After a moment or two you left and went to the kitchen to fill Tessa’s water and food bowls. A second later, Tessa came running in ready to eat. Tom followed shortly after and began making himself a cup of tea.

He looked over to Tessa eating and you getting ready for the day, and he liked what he saw. He wouldn’t want to change anything about his life. You were his favorite person and nothing could change that. You were the one he wanted to say goodmorning and goodnight to everyday. He thought about the things he took for granted sometimes like privacy and security but he just knew that you were never ever something he’d take for granted. You’d be something he’d cherish and love...forever.

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The Party - For You Series

JJ Maybank x Allie Routledge 

"Are we going or what?" JJ asked waiting in his truck.

"Allie! Come on! We're leaving in 2 minutes with or without you!" John B. called to the house as he waited outside the passenger door. Allie came running out the door, meeting both the admonishing gazes of her older brother and his best friend.

"Nope. There's no way you're going out like that." John B. stated. Allie was prepared for this.

"Thanks for your input. ...that I didn't ask for. But I can wear whatever the fuck I want soooo..." She started to move past John B. to take her designated middle seat in the truck but he stopped her.

"Nope, I'm not giving you a ride to this party if that's what you're gonna wear, Allie." JJ agreed with John B.

"You're supposed to dress like this to go to parties! Why the fuck do either of you care?"

JJ averted her gaze and glared out the front windshield for a second before he  came up with a better reason he was upset by her outfit other than trying to prevent being outrageously jealous all night, "Because we don't want guys looking at you like you're a piece of meat. And I don't want to get in a fight because you can't handle the attention you're gonna get from that skirt."

"Umm it's 2019 assholes. In case you misogynists didn't get the memo: girls can wear whatever they want and aren't asking for it."

"Yeah, no that's fine for any other girl. Not you though. ...and also, not all guys have gotten that memo." JJ continued.

"Whatever." John B. sighed, letting Allie in the truck, "Just get in. It'll take her forever to change anyway."

JJ glanced down at her cleavage and bare thighs before shaking his head and putting the truck in drive. Allie smiled and let out a little satisfied chuckle at her victory. 

When they got to the party, Allie pretty much immediately detached herself from JJ and John B. She knew no one would flirt with her if she had 2 body guards all night. She also didn’t want to witness girls throwing themselves at JJ or her brother for that matter. So the moment they walked into the giant house, she found her friends and got to drinking. 

JJ usually loved parties. Flirting, storytelling, drinking, smoking, dancing; it was the element he thrived in. But tonight, as his feelings for Allie were becoming increasingly hard to ignore, he found himself constantly distracted by the younger Routledge. Even with a drop dead gorgeous touron standing right in front of him, he couldn’t help but look over to check on Allie at the beer pong table. Or when he was right in the middle of story about him running away from the cops, he lost his train of thought watching Allie dance with some Kook way too intimately for his liking. 

Then, she was playing some drinking game and was given a bottle of vodka to finish.

“Alright, Al, that’s enough. Come on, you’re gonna drink some water.” JJ tried. 

“What aryou talking about? I’m fiiiiine” Allie slurred pushing JJ away slightly but losing her balance in the process, causing JJ to reach out and grab her around the waist.

“No, you’re wasted. Come on-“

“Hey man, just relax. Let the girl have a good time.” Some guy interrupted him and put his hand on JJ’s shoulder.

“Let her have a good time? She can barely stand up or keep her eyes open. I’m taking her home.”

“What are you her boyfriend?”

“Noooo, JJ won’t let him-herrrr-himmself be my boyfrien. He thinks I’m his lil sistur. But he’s way too hot to be my brother, right? Look at his hair” Allie slurred, and reaching up to run a hand through JJ’s hair before he slightly rolled his eyes at her antics and pulled her hand out of his blonde locks. A small part of Jj was amused at Allie’s admission, but mostly he hated seeing her like this. 1. He was annoyed he cared soooo much about a girl he shouldn’t want and couldn’t have. 2. He knew John B was gonna yell at her later if he found out. 3. He hated that if he wasn’t there, she would have been so vulnerable to whatever these guys around her wanted. 4. She was gonna be hurting in the morning.

“Well, if you’re not her boyfriend, then I think you should let the girl do what she wants. You wanna stay and party with me huh baby?” The guy asked, slinging an arm around Allie who grimaced at first but then lazily leaned into the guy before JJ pulled her behind him.

“I’m gonna need you to not touch her again. She’s drunk off her ass. And if you want her to stay and party then you’re obviously a creep. So get the fuck out of my face before I-“

“Before you what?” The guy asked with too much cockiness.

JJ just shook his head and with one punch broke the guys nose.

“JJ!” Allie yelled both worried about his hand now and mad at him.

“Come on, we’re going home.” JJ declared angrily as he turned for the door and tugged Allie behind him.

In the car, Allie had sobered up significantly and she was very aware of the tension rolling off of her brother’s best friend in the driver’s seat. 

“JJ?” Allie asked hesitantly as they pulled up to the chateau.

“What were you thinking Allie getting that drunk?! And I told you you were gonna have creeps all over you in that outfit! Did you just count on the fact that I’d be there to save you?!”

Allie’s brow furrowed in confusion before she glared at him.

“What? So you think if I had worn a sweater and stayed sober that guy wouldn’t have done that?! Don’t blame what I drank or wore for that guy being a dick because you know it’s not my fault!”

JJ knew she was right. He was just mad. He was mad that she made him this jealous and protective without even trying and that there was nothing he could do about it.

He let out bIg sigh of frustration “Fuck. I know. You’re right. ...I’m sorry.” He stated softly, he said before looking up at her. “Come on, let’s get you inside.”

JJ got a glass of water, then rummaged in the medicine cabinet for ibuprofen and took the trashcan out of the bathroom before knocking on Allie’s door that was cracked open.

“You can come in.” She stated lazily her back turned to the door as she continued undressing.

“I brought you- Jesus Allie! Why did you tell me to come in if you were naked?!” JJ yelled while shielding his eyes with his arm.

Allie shrugged, “Like you haven’t seen a naked girl before. It’s not a big deal JJ.” Allie giggled while she slipped on a tshirt.

“A naked girl and a naked you are VERY different things.”

“Stop being dramatic. You can look now. I’m wearing a shirt, promise” she said as she sat on her bed.

“Here drink this.” JJ commanded handing her the glass of water. Allie rolled her eyes and didn’t reach for it, so JJ sat down on the bed next to her. “I’m not letting you sleep until you drink it, loser.” 

He followed her eyes as they landed on his bruised knuckles wrapped around the glass of water he was still holding out for her. Allie took the water out of his hand and set it on the night stand. While JJ was about to protest her not drinking it, she cradled his hand gently in both of hers and pulled his hand to her lips where she kissed it gingerly.

“Thanks for protecting me J” she said sincerely. 

He softened at this gesture and let his shoulders fall, “Always” he promised.

 Allie slowly, but boldly gripped the back of his neck and pulled him toward her. Her eyes fixed on his lips. And JJ leaned in, but then smelled the alcohol still on her breath and was brought back to the moment. He reached for her wrist and unhooked her hand from his neck.

“Wait, Allie stop.” He said shutting his eyes and rising from the bed.

She opened her mouth to speak but JJ interrupted. 

“Just... not like this. ...you should go to sleep.”

“What? Wait, JJ, please stay.” She pleaded softly. But JJ was already in the doorway.

“I’ll be on the couch. Get some sleep Al” JJ said softly before leaving her yearning for him to come hold her.

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