#blank tank top movies

[byberbunk2069]

Never Fade.... Away (2077), dir. Robert J. Linder

[bacchuschucklefuck]

this has been a roller coaster of a design journey but finally I can present you: class swap artificer!adaine and rogue!fabian

[barbiiecams]

the “first” time

drew starkey x younger!reader, smut, haven’t wrote ina minute yall sorry 😣. i also recommend listening to the song while reading.

you were cuddled up into the side of drew while he had his arm around you, keeping you close to him as you watched the third horror movie tonight.

but little did he know, you were practically soaked down there.

it took a lot of self restraint in you not to squirm around, but you were almost about to start.

the view of him with his blank tank top, grey sweats, a little stubble, a buzzed head and that damn gold chain had you pressing your thighs together for dear life.

it was such a random moment for you to be feeling like this too. he always looked good, that was for sure. him in general had that type of affect on you.

but right now had to have been your peak ovulation or something, because you needed him bad.

you started off with a simple and subtle movement by moving your hand from where it laid on his chest, and slowly down to the top of his abs.

no reaction.

after this, you had to come off a little more bold. you repositioned yourself, pushing your face more upwards into his neck so that plush of your butt would be more into his hand instead of the bottom of your spine.

and still, no reaction.

the only type of movement that came from him was him licking his lips. this did not help your case in the slightest.

it was just throbbing at this point. you wanted him to give it to you so bad, knowing he’d still be a little hesitant.

you and drew had been together for 8 months now, and there were still no real intercourse going on.

of course, drew didn’t mind using his fingers on you, and you didn’t mind using your mouth on him.

but you wanted, no, needed the real thing.

it’s not like you were a virgin either. you’ve had some experience before him.

and still with this knowledge, drew still was convinced you weren’t ready for him.

your core was ready for him at this point, “drew,” you finally spoke up.

“hm” he said in that low, raspy tone of his. *reason number 300 why you needed to be dicked down this instant*

in reality tho, you really did wish he would just take a hint. actually having to say what you wanted was just too… confrontational.

“i’m really like…” you didn’t make eye contact with his eyes. you were trying not to make yourself laugh at how embarrassing it was to actually tell him at the same time.

drew on the other hand was just waiting for you to finish your sentence, confused as ever.

“really what?”

you sighed. “i really, really, really, really need you. like really”

the words were finally out, but not direct. that was the most he was gonna get from you.

the realization hit him and he let out chuckle, “okay.” was all he said before he started kissing you.

but you knew what he was gonna do, and that wasn’t just all that you wanted.

you pulled away gently, “no like i actually need you. i don’t want just the fingers.”

he raised his eyebrows at this, the actual realization hitting him this time.

“a- are you sure baby?” he asked with genuine concern.

“i’m positive. i’ve been wanting it for so long.”

he’s rubbing your thigh with his hand. “i don’t know sweetheart… are you positive you want it?”

you almost started whining. “yess, drew. i’m so very serious.”

you could see that drew was very hesitant just thinking about it, but then also at the same time considering it.

“just so you know, don’t think that we have to do all of that to be together. i love you for you-”

as much as you loved your man right back, you were getting a little fed up. “yes i know babe but i really need to feel you right now.”

he smirked at your bold statement. for the first time in 8 whole months of the relationship, drew finally caved in.

“alright. don’t wanna hear it’s ‘too much’ either.”

you didn’t get the chance to respond because his lips were already on yours, shoving his tongue into your mouth and holding the back of your head.

this is what you’ve been waiting for so desperately. that rough side of his.

he’s laying you down completely on your back, focused on getting your pajama pants and panties off at once.

at the same time, you’re trying to get his shirt off. you were so ready to just take all of him.

you fumbled with his own sweats and boxers while he fumbled with your shirt, eventually resulting in the both of you being completely exposed to each other.

he runs his hands down your body, “shit.”

you felt him getting harder and harder on your leg. you could tell he was starting to feel that throbbing sensation himself when he guided your hand onto his cock and made you run him.

and while you were doing that, his hand moved to your own folds and started rubbing too. you couldn’t help the gasps that came out either.

his mouth moved down to your neck, leaving a bunch of hickies that would be pointless even attempting to cover the next day.

deciding to tease him a little, you started rubbing the tip of his cock, leaving him with his mouth slack and letting out breaths right by your ear.

“you ready for this dick, baby?” he says while moving his hard on from the palm of your hand, to rubbing at your entrance.

“mhm!” you moan out.

that’s all he needed. he clearly was just as needy all this time as you were. not too much foreplay and no multiple asks of confirmation. he just slid right in and bottomed out too.

his face scrunched in pleasure, “so tight baby. so fuckin tight.”

and he was so big. you weren’t unfamiliar with his girthy and lengthy cock, but the feeling of it actually inside you was foreign. you almost didn’t know if you could actually take it.

almost. you definitely were not stopping him from ruining your insides.

as the respectful king drew is, he waited for you to give him the “okay” to start moving. all you had to do was nod, and he started with a medium pace.

the moans that were already coming out of you were loud. it was so nice, especially on a night like this to be making love to drew.

he wasn’t silent either. you felt perfect around him. he had to let it be known too with the groans that came from him.

“you feel so good baby, so damn good.” he throws his head back.

“more…” you say, a little breathlessly too.

drew doesn’t even question it. he started hitting it harder and a little faster too.

“anything you want, love. this pussy was made for me baby. all for me.”

you wanted to respond and agree, but before you could, drew let a ball of spit out of his mouth and down to where the two of you connected. you were already very wet, and he already had a lot of precum going on.

and now the sound that was traveling throughout the house? straight pornographic.

“you hear that? you hear that pussy baby?” he says, lips back down onto yours.

but you could barely answer. he was going even faster and harder now, leaving you speechless with just your mouth open and small gasps coming from you.

but his hands move to your neck, “i asked you a question.”

your hands laid on top of his wrists, “yes papa.”

he let out an approving nod at your response. “good girl.”

drew moves his hands from around your neck, and he now has your knees pushed into your chest, with his hands firmly planted on the back of your thighs.

and because of this new position, he’s inside you so deep, and hitting that right spot which makes you scream out.

he smiles at the loud reaction. “is that it, baby? right there?”

“yea!” you whined back as a response.

he lets out a chuckle, and then feels you clench around him which knock him back down even further into the pleasure.

“yea baby, fuck. keep doing that.” he groans.

you weren’t just doing it to do it, tho. you were seconds away from cumming all over him.

“m’gonna cum…” you said, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“yea? go ahead baby. wanna feel it. cum all over this fat cock.”

a few more thrusts later, he got his request. you were cumming for so long on him, and he just kept fucking you through it. fucking you more harder than previously, actually.

he was getting so lost into it, so focused on getting his own release to. and with the faces and noises he’s started to make, you could tell he was almost there too.

“want your cum.” you said to him.

he moved is hands from your thighs and up to your hips, giving you the opportunity to wrap your legs around him and trap him into you.

“don’t play with me.” he warns.

“m’not! need to feel you cum inside me. i don’t care what happens.” you babbled. you definitely cared what would happen, but in the moment nothing else mattered.

“you’re playing a dangerous game, baby. y’know that?”

“i know. i wanna feel you fill me up so bad… make you a daddy.” you spur him on even further, knowing the affect it would have on him.

the grip he had on your hips got insanely tight. it kind of hurt in a way, but you didn’t care knowing that he was about to nut inside of you at any moment.

and just as you clenched around him like you did earlier, you felt him smash his hips into yours, this time keeping them connected together.

he came buckets into you. his hot, long ropes of sperm had you feeling full like it was nobodies business.

and he really needed to take a minute to collect himself. the both of you were gasping for air, him still inside you for a good minute after.

when he pulled out, you felt like jelly and so did drew. he laid back down himself, pulling your body into his.

“i’ve been waiting for that.” he spoke.

there was apart of you that kind of didn’t believe that. “you kept saying i wasn’t ready.” you chuckled.

“i know, bad mistake. i almost proposed to you halfway through.”

you laugh at him and snuggle up more into him.

he playfully taps your stomach. "we're gonna have to get you on birth control baby." he says, referring to the comment about giving him a baby earlier.

"i know." you giggle. "i kinda like the excitement tho i dont know."

he shakes his head, half jokingly and half serious. "these youngins"

you slap his chest and roll your eyes, "oh shut up unc." this makes him let out a laugh too.

the movie that was playing in the background was long over, and you both still had yet to realize netflix was asking if you guys were still watching.

[curioscurio]

[Short Story]

80 Percent

One day, we developed the technology to completely map out and visualize every single living creature and object in the ocean. The machine had been running for a few years and received an extraordinary amount of funding from scientific organizations around the world.

When it finishes its job, the results are to be instantly shared around the world.

On the final day of the countdown, everyone started getting giddy with excitement and curiosity while waiting for the results.

"This is really magnificent. Who knows what incredible forms of life we're going to find?" An intern in New Zealand bounced with nervous energy and smiled.

"I hope it's hiding epic and delicious sea monsters, like in hollywood movies!" A lighthearted seafood chef in Spain jokes.

"There could be a sponge out there with the cure to cancer!" A sick child in America coughs out to their nurse.

Oil and fishing industries everywhere were hosting company parties; celebrating the new abundance of supply to support the crushing weight of demand.

A salaryman in Hong Kong playfully groans. "Anything but the same old boring fish we see all the time. I'd love to see something like a never-before seen creature with octopus-like intelligence!"

"It's nice to know that, despite all of mankind's careless neglect of the ocean, there's still an abundance of nature still untouched by humanities pollution." An environmental activist in India comments.

Deep in the middle of the Atlantic, a scientific research boat sits filled with passionate marine biologists.

Someone hastily bought a cake to celebrate the hard work everyone had put into the project over the years. The team didn't know what kind of discoveries they'd run into, so it was decided that a baby shower themed cake would have to do. On the top, in blue frosting, was written: "Congratulations! It's a____!"

Presumably, the blank was to be filled in once the data from the machine was compiled.

The machine beeps once, echoing throughout the research vessel, and everyone races to the screen as fast as their legs will take them.

They read the results.

No one says anything.

"That can't be right. Someone go and reset the device and run it again." The head scientist sighs, confident that they had run into an error.

Another twenty minutes go by.

The machine beeps once.

The updated model is largely the same as the previous one.

"...maybe it's not done loading." Someone shatters the silence, and the crowd of scientists flinch, but no one dares take their sights off the screen. Nobody breathes. It's the same outcome on the third try, as well.

The visual simulation on the computer screen shows a complex 3D model of all the life in the entire ocean.

There are whales gliding between continents, sharks feasting on squids, and squids feasting on sharks. Gorgeous and intelligent octopus that can change the color of their skin at will. A pod of humpback whales could be seen off the coast of Antarctica. All of the diverse and colorful life living in the ocean swim before their eyes in a transparent globe of digital seawater.

It looks just like a modern map of the ocean as we know it.

"I don't understand. It looks exactly the same." Someone whispers.

"Exactly. Humankind has only been able to explore around 20 percent of the entire ocean on planet Earth." The head scientist gulps, eyes still hooked to the glassy screen.

"So," someone's voice begins to waver. "You're saying that the other 80 percent..."

No one answers. No one blinks.

"It's... empty. It's not detecting any life signs that we haven't already discovered. It's empty." Someone says.

Someone thinks about pollution.

Someone thinks about shark fin soup.

Someone thinks about the stock market.

Someone thinks about a pet store; shelves lined with dozens of fish that float upside-down and belly up at the top of their tanks.

"... we're all that's left." Someone says.

[ihateapbiology]

Idiots in Love- pt 1 of friends to lovers story

Julien had come to the realization a couple weeks ago when she was staring at you while Phoebe was talking and couldn’t look away. Her friend had had to then spell it out to her, she’s in love with you. This then resulted in a near panic attack for the poor girl; how could she ever cope with this. Phoebe had suggested talking to you about it which Julien stressed even more about because “obviously” that would ruin the friendship. So she decided to stuff all those feelings way way way down.

You were completely oblivious to this.

You, Phoebe, Lucy and her were all chilling in your apartment watching a movie.

“Holy crap that hot actress looks exactly like you.” You mention to Julien when a tattooed brunette came on screen. It was meant as an offhanded compliment but if you could’ve seen her face…. She felt her heart literally jump into her throat.

“O-oh no I well sorta just the hair color.”

Phoebe and Lucy both stifle laughs watching the scene unfold in front of them.

You felt your eyes glued onto the actress the entire movie, completely blanking on the plot occasionally, but it wasn’t the actor that was enticing you it was the person you wished you could shamelessly stare at who was occupying your mind. Why did you want to just stare at your friend?

There was no intention behind it…so like why would you even feel awkward about looking at Julien. You could turn around and look right now.. 3..2..1 you turned just to prove to yourself.

She was already looking at you.

You blushed and turned away. Why tf were you blushing?!

After a bit you start to feel a bit chilly in your tank top. Clearly your skin was sporting goose bumps because you felt two gentle calloused hands pull you backwards.

She moved her warm hands onto your bicep instantly warming you physically and making you feel safe.

Soon you felt yourself drifting off on her chest.

In your lucid state three things happened… the first was you felt a pair of lips on the top of your head. You heard Lucy and Phoebe chuckle and then say “JB you gotta tell her” and then you heard Julien respond “Well I can’t just go “hey wake up I’m in love with you.”” And then you realized you loved Julien Baker.

You fell deeper into sleep, your mind and heart confused but happy at the same time. Did you imagine what you heard? Maybe. But still the realization of love was clear, you knew how you felt and for who you felt it for. You decided that the next day when you were more “in it” you’d confront her.

[matthewloverr]

sweet nothing

chris x sloane stirling (fem reader)

summary: for the past two years you’ve been in a heavily toxic relationship with chris, one second you’re the only girl he sees and next you’re fifth on the roster.

warnings: kissing, angst, swearing

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sloanes pov

i sit on my couch bouncing my leg up and down and tapping my fingers on my knees, my eyes were fixated at the tv trying to focus on anything else other than my blank phone.

that was the problem, no text, no call just nothing. i had texted chris an hour ago to see if he still wanted to come over and watch a movie and nothing.

i was so close to getting up off the couch and driving to his house when i got a text from him.

chris♥️: busy

is this kid fucking kidding me right now, i literally made no plans so that we could do this but now hes busy ??

sloane: don’t bother coming over then.

chris♥️: k

anger pumped through my veins, fuck this im going out.

with that i checked the time, 7 pm, perfect just enough time to get myself ready for the bar.

i texted all my friends letting them know that our plans were back on and we are getting loaded.

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i finished getting ready and checked my phone to see if my friends were here, that’s when i heard music pumping slowly getting louder as a car pulled into my driveway.

i checked the mirror to see my outfit, i had on a black tank top which was mesh at the bottom and a tiny black skirt.

apparently one of my friends boyfriends was gonna be the driver for the night, before i walked out i checked my phone one last time for a sign of chris, nothing.

i got into the car and immediately switched my mood so they didn’t notice anything wrong.

“i thought you were with chris tonight?” rena spoke as she turned around, it was her boyfriend that was driving.

“nah fuck him” i replied as i buckled my seat belt with a big grin on my face.

all my friends started cheering and whooping, they hated chris mainly because all of them have seen him with a different girl on different occasions. they knew he would treat me right and then turn around and screw me over.

“i just need to get so criminally wasted i don’t even want to remember getting in this car” my friend allie said

“well lets go” i replied, honestly i was excited to go out with my girls. if there was anyone who could take my mind off him it was them.

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we arrived at the bar and walked up the steps, you could hear and feel the music getting louder as we got closer to the entrance.

we all immediately went to get drinks, there was a tall brunette boy standing there talking to someone girl. fuck my life it was chris.

i quickly looked away to avoid eye contact, but my friends soon caught on. they all just kept buying me drink after drink and before i knew it i was on the dance floor.

i was with allie as we moved our hips together, hands in the air and moving to the music. i was having fun until i felt someone’s eyes staring into me.

i whipped my head around a bit and noticed a pair of blue eyes watching me from the bar. i quickly resumed what i was doing.

we danced more and more and then i felt a pair of hands come around my waist, assuming it was some random i pushed him away. i turned to see the man and was met with none other than chris.

i pushed his chest as i rolled my eyes and he stumbled back a bit, i resumed what i was doing with allie before i felt a hand grab my wrist and drag me off the dance floor.

i knew it was chris, i just kept my eyes forward trying to focus on not throwing up or falling over.

he pulled me into a small hallway that had the bathrooms, i pressed my body against the wall. honestly chris never scared me i couldn’t care less but right now there was fire in his eyes that made me freeze in the moment.

“so you think that you can come here and act like a slut?” he shot at me his brows furrowed with anger

i scoffed in his face “you’re unbelievable, you blew me off just so you could come here, you’re the slut”

he pulled his lips between his teeth and looked out at the crowd of people before he let out a small chuckle.

“how about you just go fuck another girl, you’re too pathetic that you’ll just end up back in bed with me” i spat at him, the words coming out faster than i could even comprehend.

he just stared at me, i knew he was angry but i didn’t care anymore. he wanted to have a good time so will i.

“you have no fucking idea what you’re even talking about, you’re just a fuck to me. and you’ll give in. every. single. time.” he replied.

his words took me back, he was right. no matter what chris did i always allowed him to come back.

tears started brimming in my eyes before i sharply inhaled pushing myself off the wall.

“go fuck yourself” i said in a low tone i wasn’t sure he even heard me with the loud music on.

he just stared at me, he would look into my eyes then back at my lips. i didn’t want to give in, i knew i would regret it. god i looked like such an idiot but i had to.

eventually i just grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in, our lips smashing together and it was messy.

he scooped me up with his hands under my thighs and my legs wrapped around him, he pressed me up against the wall. our kiss was like we were starving for eachother, our tongues fighting for dominance, our hands wrapped in eachothers hair trying to pull us together impossibly closer.

that’s when we heard a small gasp from next to us, it was that girl, the same girl who chris was talking to at the bar.

“are you kidding me right now, you just invited to go back to your place and i leave for two seconds to grab my shit and you’re kissing another girl??” the blonde girl screamed at chris, occasionally looking at me.

i slowly walked up to her before i whispered in her ear “he tested positive with hiv”

with that her face twisted with disgust and she walked away. i turned back to look at chris who had confusion written on his face, he slowly walked over to me wrapping his hands around my hips.

“now that blondies gone how about i take you back instead” he said with a malicious smirk on his face.

i laughed right then and there, “in your dreams bitch” and with that i walked back to my friends.

he didn’t come up to me the rest of the night which was good because i would’ve gone with him. rena’s boyfriend drove me home and i couldn’t be happier than to just lay in my bed.

i was taking my makeup off and my phone started ringing, obviously it was chris on the other line and i reluctantly picked it up.

“what” i said in a very annoyed tone.

“i love you” chris spoke, he wasn’t even slurring as if he was drunk. he almost had me fooled.

“k bye” and with that i hung up the phone. i knew chris well enough now that i knew he was just horny because i pushed away that girl, i didn’t care he can suffer.

i went to bed and my heart felt a little heavy, maybe he did mean it and that’s why he always comes back to me, it couldn’t be cause he wouldn’t be fucking around with other girls.

it was probably just nothing.

a/n: ok so what are our thoughts, i thought id give something to the chris girlies but i am obsessed with toxic chris i fear. anyways hope you enjoyed love you !

[atomicc]

ID: A digital colored drawing of Laura and X-24 from X-Men. Both have serious expressions. Laura is standing in front, her hair covering one eye, a hand on her waist. She's wearing a torn Evanescence t-shirt. Behind her X-24 has his claws out, wearing a shock collar, blank tank top, and and torn jeans. They have matching friendship bracelets. The background is black and red, with text in the corner reading "Animal, animal." /end ID.

And also kinda unrelated we finished watching the first three x-men movies and they r really fun to watch with friends I had a blast it reminds me of kamen rider ok ily byee

[sweet-citrus-candy]

sweet arms

(aka iwaizumi hajime’s arms)

that’s it. that’s the tweet.

summary: iwaizumi and you share a laugh over ice cream

(this happened during high school era! my fav <3 )

warnings: this is my first time posting my writing and i wrote this at 3 am. please don’t take it seriously. also a little itty bit of implied nsfw at the end if you squint, but it’s majorly fluff.

tags: childhood best friends to lovers and mutual pining (does neighbor to lovers count?)

tbh i really wrote this for the ending. so the parts leading up to it are pretty nonsensical and humorous.

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it’s a hot summer day and you and iwaizumi walk to the grocery store to buy ice cream. being neighbors and childhood friends, the two of you practically do everything together. which is why after buying the cold sweet treats, the two of you head to your “secret hideout”.

a long time ago you had discovered a large willow tree out of sight of any passerby’s, and deemed it a secret hideout. naturally, being close friends with iwaizumi lead you to sharing your finding with him. the two of you often hid there and played with action figures. iwaizumi was usually godzilla, and you often played as king kong. each battle had a different outcome, and neither of you had any clue who was going to win until the final move. recently, neither of you brought the action figures. you were both in the third year of high school, so you didn’t play with them as often. only occasionally.

most days, the two of you liked to talk and joke about the most random things. perhaps a neighbor was opening her mailbox while wearing pajamas with ducks on them. maybe one of you had spotted two children wearing a large trench coat trying to enter the movies. not all conversations were about the people living in the same city, but a lot of them were.

today, the two of you are joking about a little girl who bit into a lemon at the grocery store earlier.

“i saw her picking up a lemon when her dad’s back was turned, and she bit into it! and she made the funniest face. it looked like-,” iwaizumi says scrunching his face.

you laugh really hard at the face he’s making and try to imagine what the girl must’ve looked like.

“and when her dad turned around he didn’t see the lemon at first so he looked like a fish out of water trying to figure out what was happening!” iwaizumi laughs while imitating the confused dad.

seeing iwaizumi open and close his mouth repeatedly made you laugh so hard you start shaking. your stomach hurts from laughing so you lightly punch iwaizumi in the arm as revenge.

he feels something cold touch his arm so he stops and looks down. you notice him pausing so you look down as well. iwaizumi is wearing a tank top and there on his bare arm is a smear of ice cream. you forgot you were holding ice cream when you punched him since you were laughing so hard.

“oh my bad! did we get any napkins?”

“no, we didn’t.”

you panic and use the only solution you can think of at the moment. you lick the ice cream off his arm.

the two of you short circuit. there’s no way that you just did that. no way. you were hallucinating. totally.

iwaizumi on the other hand was still processing what just happened. his mind is blank before it floods with thoughts. his best friend -no, his crush- of who knows how long just licked his arm. he’s not sure if you like him back the way he does, but he prays you do. did you not know what you were doing to him?

“oh my god. im so sorry. i shouldn’t have. what was i thinking??” you ramble.

“hey, it’s ok,” he responds in a calm voice. in a quieter one he adds on, “i kinda liked it.”

your eyes open widely; you had heard what he whispered. although flustered, you tease him back.

“it sure tasted nice. your arms are so yummy.”

[watercolourcritters]

tried my hand at the barbie/ken mug shot meme XD

[ID copied from Alt: Two marker drawings, of Oluwande and Jim from OFMD as the Barbie and Ken mug shot meme from the Barbie movie.

Oluwande stands facing the viewer with a serious and worried expression on his face. He wears Barbie's outfit, which is a brightly coloured tank top with thin straps and a visor in the same pattern. It matches Jim's outfit. The police sign he holds reads "RoPPD, Oluwande, 919-72, Republic of Pirates". The height lines behind Oluwande are blank except for one at his head that reads "Tall."

Jim stands half turned to the side but still facing the viewer, and grins with a gleeful expression on their face. They hold up a police sign with one hand. They wear Ken's outfit, which is a colourful patterned visor, pink muscle tank, and vest of sorts in the same pattern as the visor. Their outfit matches Oluwande's. They are very buff. The police sign they hold reads "RoPPD, and Jim, 919-72, Republic of Pirates". The height lines behind them are blank except for one at their head that reads "Short."

End ID.]

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Avatar Modern au | High School edition (Metkayina kids)

A/N: The ages and grades are just based off me. Also all these head cannons are either based off of common high school experiences, my high school experience, or things that happened at my high school. I made these half asleep and I’m to lazy to proofread 🥰

Aonung

15 so he’s a sophomore

Him and the sully boys are frenimes

Probably walks around with his speaker on full blast

Also In ROTC

Him and his gang of fugly thugs be taking up all the space in the hallway

One of the biggest and badest boys in the school but is scared to ask his crush out

Plays football in fall and on the swim team in spring

Kiri pierced his ears and he cried

Surprisingly good at art

A, B student

Wears tank tops and shorts during the winter

Probably was a SoundCloud rapper in middle school

Quite as hell when he’s not with his friends

Man’s a respectful bully

Like he’ll beat yo ass but he gonna use your preferred pronouns

Plays that one football game on his chrome during class

Him and roxto stole his moms car in 9th grade and went for a joy ride at 3am

They got their ass beat

Roxto

15 so he’s a sophomore

Basically lives with aonung

Has all the movie websites

Everyone thinks he aonung and tsireyas brother

A, B student

Also on the swim team

Probably takes psychology with kiri

Literally everyone’s friend

The people that don’t think spider is dating kiri thinks roxto is dating kiri

Blanks out a lot

Lets girls play with his hair

That one kid that randomly shows up in underclassmen classes to hang with the teacher

Has or had braces

That one boy that has like 50 female friends

He’s their son

Quite like aonung

Sleeps in class

This boy is never paying attention

How is he passing

Tsireya

14 so she’s a freshman

Her and lo’ak be matching outfits

Goes all out for homecoming

Like she Has all the best costumes

On the dance team

Also on the swim team

Dose hair and nails as a side hustle

Goes to all lo’aks games

Always has gum

Literally so nice

Has a belly piercing

Yk she be bringing them good packed lunches

Will give you some if you ask

Also friends with everyone

In theater with lo’ak

A student

Always getting caught texting on her Apple Watch

Probably had a vsco phase in middle school

Makes TikToks in the hall

Makes those interview TikToks with the little microphones

@hyperfixatedfandomer @dirtytransmasc

[fairly-fairy-shampoo]

“In Every Universe”

🌙☀️ Summary: Everything about your situationship with Yeonjun seemed perfect. There were no rules, no romantic feelings, and you stayed friends. But when jealousy leads to a falling out between the two of you, Yeonjun is forced to look inward and re-evaluate his feeling for you as well was what kind of relationship he wants with you. The question is, are his feeling more powerful then fate?

genre: NSFW, FLUFF, ANGST

pairing: yeonjun x fem!reader × Soobin

Warnings: none

Chapter 1

Yeonjun had been anticipating her arrival since she texted “I NEED to see you!!!”. It had been a while since she was so comfortable and casual with him. Everything became so formal and unfamiliar since their big fight so this text was the perfect gateway back to normalcy. He went out of his way to make everything perfect; create an atmosphere, put out a candle (cause he bought new ones), soft blankets on the couch (cause it cold), gray sweat pants and tank top (you know for the atmosphere). He even ordered her favorite food (but only cause HE was hungry). He can’t be too obvious. CAN’T scare her away. This was his shot. The knock on his door took him out of his mind. One more spritz of cologne and a shake of his hair should do it.

“It’s open!” He yells while sprawled out on the couch. Leaning back, legs wide open. He hears the dropping of keys and shuffling as the sound of sock’s dragging across the hardwood comes towards him. But his eyes don’t leave the TV. Remember, gotta play it cool. But all that files out the window as she unexpectedly drop on his lap straddling him.

“AHHH JUNIEEE!!” She shrieks as she starts hugging him and light hits his chest while squirming on his lap.

“Ahh, god what?” he chuckles and his hands settle on her hips. He missed this. His missed YOU. Your smell, your smile, your body on his. The way everything just felt right and easy with you. There’s no one else who makes him feel this way. No one. He has to tell you.

She finally starts to settle down and begins to smile BIG. “Okay, okay, I HAVE to tell you something. You’re my best friend so I couldn’t just call.” Her hands come to his shoulders and he begins rubbing his eyes trying to looking very serious, but constantly reverting back to a smile.

“I have something to tell you too! But… you go first.”

You got first words and he’ll regret that for the rest of his life.

“Okay so don’t be mad that I didn’t tell you earlier but I wasn’t sure how you’d react and…” She takes a breath, tired after using up so much energy from the excitement, and removes her hands from his shoulders to pull her hair behind her ears. His hands never leave her hips. They’re too comfortable there. It’s where they belong…

“After our falling out, I felt like everything was too fresh to discuss this but over the last few months I’ve seen a real growth in our friendship and I feel like we’re finally getting back to a place of comfortability again, you know?”

His eyes light up but he tries to hide it, play it cool.

“Yeah of course.” He looks at where his hands rest and starts rubbing circles into her hips.

“I know exactly what you mean.” he smiles, meeting her eyes again.

“I’m so glad we’re on the same page cause you’re really important to me and I need to tell someone right away…Yeonjun…I’m engaged!!!” She squeals and begins to jump and squirm again on his lap. His hands tighten on her hips and then hesitantly fall back to his legs. Like two magnets being pulled apart. They don’t want to split but something’s forcing them apart. His mind goes blank to match the expression on his face. It’s like in the movies, where they start to hear ringing in the ears at the sound or sight of shocking news. He always thought it was just a dramatization until its happened to him.

He meets her eyes again just for a second while she’s talking. Going miles a minutes. About wedding plans, no doubt. Then his eyes fall to her lips. Lips he’ll never kiss again, cheeks he’ll never caress, hair that will never tickle his neck when they sleep with one another. And then back to eyes that will never look at him the way he looks at her. His eyes drop back to nothing. He has to focus on something, anything, to keep his mind off of the tear that’s threatening to spill from his eyes. Play it cool, right…

“Yeonjun… you okay?” her voice is softer now. The excitement is over. He had time to think of what to say and he’s got nothing. Well, he’d be lying if he if didn’t have one burning question. His eyes finally meets hers.

“Who is it…

~Master list -Next ~

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hii :33 if you want can you do a marauders match for me

my pronouns are she/her, i'm a raven claw

my style is hard to explain for me; it changes on the daily. but mostly it's baby tees with some low rise jeans and my beat up white converse, on other days i'll wear some cargo pants and a blank or white tank top; some days i'll wear a my fav pink sweater and a mini skirt! it really depends on the weather and how i feel :3

my interests are kind of tame, i like marine animals, mostly sharks. i love anything with zombies, wether that's video games, movie, etc. music. omg i love music so much!! :3 my music is kind of like my style in a way it's very versatile. i like suicideboys, chappell roan, lil peep, sabrina carpenter, you

my personality; i’m an extrovert!! i love going out to dinner, parties, all of that! but i have a very small friend group! i love them with my whole heart <33 anyway? i’m very sarcastic even though sometimes i can’t tell when people are, my social cues can be kind of delayed sometimes. i ge easily overwhelmed or overstimulated around people i don’t know, though i like to meet to new people; it takes me a little to warm up to them. chronic oversharer, i just yap a lot. i’m very loyal.

my love language is 10000% quality time and physical touch :) spending time with the people i love means so much to me!!

Hi! (I also love sharks!) I hope you like your matchup! <3333

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Harry Potter (Marauders);

🐺 You didn't get to meet Remus Lupin until after graduating from Hogwarts - yeah, you knew about him, marauders and all, but you never really got around to talking to him; and when you did get to meet him, you were a bit nervous (but also excited), you didn't know if he even knew you or remembered you at all during both of your times at Hogwarts - you being a Ravenclaw, and him a Gryffindor - you did share many classes when your houses mixed, but you didn't really know him all too well, (you knew he liked to read...)

🐺 Once you got used to his presence, you found yourself in a conversation with the young Remus, talking about zombie books - you like anything zombie, and he likes books, so this was a pretty awesome conversation; and to keep and short story short, you and Remus soon found yourselves falling in love ~\(≧▽≦)/~

🐺 When dating, you and Remus spend a lot of time together, whether you are reading together, watching a movie together (a zombie movie... A zombie shark movie... Zombie sharks), or just listening to music, Remus is always down to do whatever it is you wanna do with him - as long as he's with you, he's as happy as can be; most, if not all, hang outs/dates end up being the both of you going out to dinner, or staying home and listening to music (like Chappell Roan and Lil Peep)

🐺 Remus, though he's a bit introverted, would go to parties with you - he likes dressing up with you and spending time with you friends; he loves seeing you so happy and smiling that smile of yours - though, if you see him get nervous, you're always there to hold his hand and reassure him

🐺 You and Remus are two peas in a pod, always there for one another and always lending an ear, a few reassuring words, or a comforting hand; Remus, for a special occasion, even got you a really cute baby tee that had one of your favorite marine animal on it - and do I hear matching pink sweaters?

[bi4pan-polls]

Poll: Round 1b #5

[ Image ID. AN image of Professor Kukui and Professor Burnet from the Pokémon anime. Professor Burnet is on the left of the image. She had medium-short white spiky hair pointing backwards, with a green headband, and has yellow eyes. She has tanned skin and is wearing a grey tank top, and a necklace. On the right is Professor Kukui. He has tanned skin, and brown hair tied in a bun. He has a goatee. He is wearing a white lab coat. He has green glasses. They are both staring at each other while turned to the side and smiling. They are holding white coffee cups, with the steam from the cups moving to make a heart, and an image of an edited photo of Peter B parker from Into te spider verse movie edited next to a photo of Deadpool from the Deadpool movies. Peter is shown from his shoulders up, and he is on the left of the image. He is wearing his Spiderman suit under a green jacket, and eh is not wearing the mask. He has brown hair and a light beard, and white skin, he has brown eyes and is glancing down sadly. The image of Deadpool is on the right, it shows him from slightly below his chest and up. Deadpool had a red suit with blank on the shoulders, hands, around the eyes, and some black lines on gus chest and wrists. The eye on the suit look quite. He had two black swords on his back, one is angled left and the other is angled right. In the photo He is doing heart hands. End ID}

[luciandloathing]

OKAY I GET THIS PLACE NOW. I barely understand it... Please. Anyways. Random Vanessa headcanons. She played soccer when she was younger, eventually dropping it. But it did lead to some... Awakenings. Like all high school sports. Dropped it once she got older, but still convinced she could go pro. Already semi canon. She wanted to be an emt. It was in some ways to spite her dad. Became a cop because it 'just felt like the next step' and has been on the force ever since. Her father has used it against her now. People on the force make her super uncomfortable. Only has one or two coworkers she actually likes. She struggles with the idea of the whole 'cops bad' thing. Has considered. Worked a cushy office job for awhile. Also absolutely hated the way the men there treated her as well. She has a sort of 'cop switch'. Just like in the movie novelization. It's a trauma response. She doesn't even realize she does it. Her eyes darken. Her face goes blank. She tends to ramble, at a really fast speed. Also like in the novel. She does it when she's nervous, or when she's super excited. Wears very little makeup. She's actually pretty good at it. She just doesn't do it often. She likes feeling pretty however. When she gets depressed, she tries to pretty herself up. The rainbow streaks when she was still doing emt work. She stopped touching them up once she got in the force. Dresses super conservatively. The most revealing thing she'd be willing to be seen in is a tank top and shorts. Even then that amount of shoulder and leg scares her. A little bit of an internalized misogyny on her end. As well as slight body issues. But she's slowly getting better. Kind of. William had a side job where he'd worked with old tech at a thrift shop. Mainly fixing up things and scrapping them for parts of some kind. I like to think she picked up a lot of knowledge about retro tech because of him. She'd have a love of old disney animatronics because of it. A creative, just like her father. She loves painting. She mainly sketches things out in between calls. Good with kids. Ironically enough. She's had a few times she'd have to do calls regarding abusive parents, and they break her heart more than anything else. She still thinks about them.

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Writeblr interview

Thanks @paeliae-occasionally here!

Short stories, novels or poems?

Novels. My stories are already long for that word count, how am I supposed to write a short story?

What genre do you prefer reading?

I am not a picky reader when it comes to genres. I've literally retyped this section five times. Please just accept this.

What genre do you prefer writing?

Now that's easy: fantasy! I have a long list of ideas to write about and exactly one is realistic fiction. TSP is the only true sci-fi one I have because it's breaking my brain. I also didn't mean to make it sci-fi but I had so many scientists I kinda accidentally realized I did when I was in high school. I need some element of magic, usually, to write a compelling narrative. I don't know why.

Are you a planner or a write-as-i-go kind of person?

I've slowly become more of a planner as time has gone on. But I also plan and write as I go. Whatever I'm feeling, but I usually need an outline or I feel like bashing my head in. So planner.

What music do you listen to while writing the story?

Songs with words. I just throw on a playlist of random songs and I'm good.

Fav books/movies

I don't have a favorite book, honestly. Idk the books that come to mind are like The Martian and Simon vs The Homo Sapiens Agenda. So I'll go with my instinct.

Movies? Oh I've been debating this one for years but honestly it's probably Megamind.

Any Current WIPs?

The Secret Portal is the main one! Also working on School of the Legends when I can. Everything else is just an idea.

If someone were to make a cartoon out of you, what would your standard outfit be?

Plaid flannel overshirt, tank top beneath, jeans, airwalks.

Create a character description of yourself.

I don't know why but this genuinely makes me uncomfortable. I have to pass, sorry.

Do you like incorporating people you actually know into your writing?

I can't even describe myself! No!! But I won't lie that I have based characters off people, but I always try to make them distinctly not them.

Are you kill-happy with the characters?

I once was but now I can't do it. It's a problem. I don't know who to kill anymore.

Coffee or Tea while writing?

Coffee by default, if those are my only options, but I usually just write with water.

Slow or Fast writer?

Short term? Fast. Long term? Slow. I breeze through my writing sessions with ease. But like motivation and planning slow me down.

Where/who/what do you find inspiration from?

Me. And also the shows I watch.

If you were put into a fantasy world, what would you be?

I don't care just allow me to teleport.

Fave book cliche?

Ugh I don't know because most cliches work only in certain circumstances. I lose my shit at Checkov's guns does that count?

Least fave book cliche?

Hmm. I don't like love at first sight, I'll be honest. Like immediate crushes or attraction I've learned to live with because I realize me being acearo-spec means I'll never understand it, but I prefer slow burn romance.

Fave scenes to write?

Character driven scenes. I like conversations.

Most productive time of day for writing?

Evening. Probably will be early afternoon soon with my schedule.

Reason for writing?

I'd literally self implode if I didn't.

Tagging @illarian-rambling @mk-writes-stuff @the-golden-comet @thepeculiarbird @honeybewrites

+ ANYONE ELSE

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Short stories, novels or poems? What genre do you prefer reading? What genre do you prefer writing? Are you a planner or a write-as-i-go kind of person? What music do you listen to while writing the story? Fav books/movies Any Current WIPs? If someone were to make a cartoon out of you, what would your standard outfit be? Create a character description of yourself. Do you like incorporating people you actually know into your writing? Are you kill-happy with the characters? Coffee or Tea while writing? Slow or Fast writer? Where/who/what do you find inspiration from? If you were put into a fantasy world, what would you be? Fave book cliche? Least fave book cliche? Fave scenes to write? Most productive time of day for writing? Reason for writing?

[sheerfreesia007]

Win A Date With A Naval Officer pt. 6

Title: Win A Date With A Naval Officer pt. 6

Fandom: Top Gun Maverick

Pairing: Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x OFC!

Author: @sheerfreesia007​

Words: 2,509

Warnings: Smut, oral (female receiving)

Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien

WADWANO Tag List: @fandom-princess-forevermore

Gif Credit: @lewispullmaned

Bob’s watching Lettie as the two of them enter her house, the car ride was quiet except for his little speech before he began driving home. He’s worried that she’s getting too wrapped up in her head all due to what her sister and mother had said at the party. He walks into the house after and sees her mindlessly slip off her shoes and drop her keys into the key bowl on the small table right inside the door. He watches as her blank mask slips slightly and her eyebrows furrow as her eyes water before she’s blinking them away. He’s suddenly cupping her cheeks and brushing his nose against hers so that all she can see is his face as his eyes search hers.

“Don’t bottle it up sweetheart. You’re too good for that. Let it out, let me help you through it.” He said softly to her. It took Lettie a moment before her face crumpled and she began sobbing loudly. Bob pulled her into his chest and she fell fully into his arms as she cried. Bob’s heart shattered to pieces as he held her shaking body, the fact that her sister and mother had reduced her to this willfully. 

Bob rubbed one of his hands up and down her back as Lettie continued to sob into his chest. Her hands fisted in his shirt at the sides as her face buried in the front of his shirt soaking it with her anguished tears. Bob pressed soft chaste kisses to her temple and her hair line trying to soothe her. He wanted to take all the pain and sorrow that she was feeling at that moment onto himself so that she wouldn’t be feeling this way. If he could take all of her pain away he would, but for right now all he could do was comfort her and help her pick up the pieces of her heart and self esteem. All he could do is build her back up into the strong woman that she was. 

The two of them stood there as Lettie let everything that she was feeling out into the universe while Bob held her close to him. He didn’t keep track of time as all of his concern was solely on Lettie and making sure she was okay. He could only tell that some time had passed with how dark the house got as they stood there together. When Lettie lifted her head from his chest Bob could see how her mascara had run down her face in her tear tracks. Her eyes were puffy and still had tears welled there at her bottom lid. Bob ducked his head and pressed a soft kiss to the side of her face next to one of her eyes.

“Go get cleaned up. I’ll grab some water and snacks. We’ll cuddle in bed and watch a movie.” He said softly to her and she nodded her head quietly before she trudged down the hallway. Moving into the kitchen Bob opened the fridge and grabbed two water bottles before opening the cupboard and grabbed some popcorn and pretzels.

When he stands in the bedroom doorway he spots Lettie turning down her bed. She’s dressed in a worn pair of light gray sweatpants and a rainbow tye dyed oversized tank top, her body is hidden behind the baggy clothes and Bob groans low in his throat. Lettie whips her head to stare at him with wide eyes before she blushes hotly as she notices his heated look while his eyes rake up and down her body.

“Fuck Lettie, I know you’re not in the mood but god damn woman.” He groans out feeling lust take a chokehold on him.

He’s surprised to see Lettie smirk softly at his words and begin to saunter towards him, her feet pattering softly against the wood floors. She takes the water and food out of his hands and set it down on the dresser just inside the door before turning back to him. Bob sucks in a harsh breath as she pushes him gently back against the doorjam and steps closer to him pressing her body against his. Bob moans and ducks his head swiftly to capture her lips with his in a heated kiss. 

His hands are everywhere as he grips and grasps her body. Pushing and pulling her body closer to his so that there is no space between the two of them. He slips his tongue into her mouth and Lettie whines into his mouth. Bob’s brain is fogging up with lust and desire for the woman in his hands. All he can think about is feeling her naked skin under his hands.

Bob takes control and begins to guide Lettie back to her bed with slowly steady steps. He slips his hands down to the hem of her tank top and pull it quickly over her head before he dips his head down to cover one of her nipples with his eager mouth. Lettie arches back and Bob’s hands are there to support her as they cradle her shoulder and lower back. He gently nips the straining bud after sucking it into a stiff peak causing Lettie to mewl mindlessly.

“Fucking gorgeous woman. Absolutely perfect for me.” Bob husks out and Lettie cries out at his words. “You know I’m telling the truth. You felt it the first night we met didn’t you?” He asks her as he looks up at her from her breast. She’s gazing down at him with lust blown eyes as she nods her head, Bob smirks wickedly as his hands toy with the waistband of her sweatpants. “Tell me.” He instructs her in a gravelly tone.

“I knew that night you were the one for me. Couldn’t get you out of my head after that night. Nearly made Charlene and Maddie crazy with always talking about you.” Lettie said hurriedly as her breath began to grow shallow. “Even now they know we’re endgame.” Bob smirked at her confession as he slipped her sweatpants down her legs and kneeled down in front of her.

“Oh yeah? You girls had that brunch this morning. Did you talk about us?” He teased her heatedly before gently pushing her back onto her bed. Lettie fell onto the bed with a loud thump and her legs fell open seductively as Bob crawled closer to her. His hand slipped up her calves before pushing her thighs open further.

“We started planning our wedding.” Lettie confessed without a thought as her hands carded through his hair and dragged him closer to her awaiting cunt. Bob groaned loudly at her words and quickly dove into her slick core. He easily slipped his glasses off his face and distractedly set them on her bedside table as his mouth sucked her lips hungrily. The idea of Lettie making plans for their wedding drove Bob wild and he wanted to propose on the spot. But in the back of his mind he knew he had to do it the right way with a ring.

“Fuck, I’m gonna marry you.” Bob husked out softly into her dripping cunt before driving his tongue deeply into her core. Lettie cried out loudly as her back arched and her toes curled in pleasure. Bob moved his mouth against her core, lapping up all of her slick that she produced for him while his nose nudged against her clit, driving her closer and closer to her orgasm. Lettie’s feet came to plant at the edge of the bed and her thighs fell open completely, giving Bob more room to move between them. He crowded closer to her cunt as his fingers opened her lips wide so he could suction his mouth around her core. Lettie cried out in a high pitched mewl and Bob knew she was close.

His fingers slipped from her lips to glide two long fingers into her dripping cunt while his mouth covered her clit and began to suck. His free arm clamped down on her lower stomach just as her back arched off the bed as she screamed his name into the dimly lit bedroom. Bob hummed against her clit as he heard the pornographic squelch as his fingers fucked her cunt.

“Oh my god! Bob! Fuck, oh shit, oh shit!” Lettie cried out as her head whipped from side to side as her orgasm slammed into her. Bob slowed his movements helping her ride out her orgasm. Her body shone with a sheet of sweat like her skin was dusted with stardust, she was absolutely ethereal and Bob couldn’t get his fill of her. Bob could feel his hard cock throbbing in his dress pants as he stood from kneeling between her thighs, he quickly unbuckled his belt and Lettie lifted her head tiredly as her eyes focused on his movements.

He watched with heated eyes as Lettie moved to her knees and came to kneel at the edge of the bed before her hands came up to start unbuttoning his shirt. She let the material flutter to the floor after slipping it off his shoulders. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled him closer and slid her mouth against his. Bob groaned as he felt her naked breasts brush against his naked chest as he stepped closer to her. His boxer briefs fell down his legs and the two of them moaned loudly as his cock dragged across Lettie’s lower stomach smearing precum along her skin.

“Get on the bed Bob.” Lettie instructed seductively and Bob easily crawled onto the bed as she moved back giving him room. Bob followed her wanting to lay her back but Lettie gently pushed him down onto his own back and Bob eagerly did her bidding. He could see the confidence radiating off of her as she straddled his hips and gripped his hard cock pulling it away from his stomach slightly. “I need you inside me I can’t wait.” She rushed out and Bob felt his cock throb in her hand.

“Fuck me Lettie. Fuck me how you want. I’m yours sweetheart.” He husked out to her and Lettie whimpered as she lined his cock up with her cunt. Bob held his breath as Lettie fell swiftly onto his cock and a moan rumbled from his chest while she sheathed him completely with her pulsing cunt. “Oh fuck. That’s it Lettie girl. Fuck yes.” He groaned out to her in encouragement.

Lettie lifted her hips experimentally before letting them fall back flush with his pelvis causing the two of them to moan loudly. Bob’s hands fell to her hips and helped her grind against his hips. He let her figure out her own perfect pace and soon Lettie was fucking him the way she wanted.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. Fuck, I can’t get enough of you.” Bob told her as he watched her with hungry eyes as her hips lifted and fell onto his cock. Her cunt gripped him so snugly inside her that he felt like she was milking him already for everything he had. He loved when she swirled her hips in a figure eight after falling down onto his cock, it drove him wild and he had to grip the sheets tightly in his fingers so that he didn’t take control. He wanted her to be in charge, she needed this confidence boost and she needed to see exactly how much he was enamored of her. “Not gonna last long gorgeous. I’m so fucking close.” He told her and Lettie smirked down at him before leaning forward to press her hands to his chest and begin to slam her cunt up and down onto his cock.

Bob gasped loudly as his hands gripped her hips tightly, his feet planted steady on the bed and he thrust upwards harshly while holding her hips down. Lettie cried out loudly at the movement and Bob felt her cunt clamp down on his cock making him cry out loudly as he thrust up once more before spilling his come inside of her. He gritted his teeth hard as he felt his come pour into her awaiting cunt as euphoria consumed him.

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It was a good few minutes later when Bob calmed down enough to regain feeling in his calves. He eased Lettie down onto the bed next to him as he slowly pulled out of her exhausted body. She whimpered as his cock slowly dragged out of her and Bob placed a loving kiss to her temple. He moved out of the bed and went into the bathroom to grab a warm wash cloth before coming back to bed with one of the water bottles as well.

“Here sweetheart, drink this.” He instructed gently as he tenderly cleaned her sore cunt and thighs. Lettie flinched slightly at the feel of the wash cloth but her thighs fell open easily giving him access to her core. He cleaned her and then himself before slipping back into the bed. She handed him the water bottle and he drank the other half of it that she left for him before they settled in bed with her cuddled in his arms. 

“So I take it you’re not opposed to getting married?” She asked teasingly with a soft sleepy smile. Bob chuckled softly at her question before placing a kiss on her temple.

“Oh I’m going to marry the fuck outta you Lettie Bennett.” He told her confidently and she grinned at him happily as a blush dusted her cheeks. “I wanted you to set the pace for us.” He confessed softly and Lettie looked at him with wide eyes. “I’m so used to things moving very quickly, I didn’t want to scare you away. Like you said, we're endgame, so I have no problem waiting until you’re ready for the next step.” He told her resolutely. Bob darted his eyes to her face and saw that she was staring at him with a loving adoring look on her face. She gently cupped his face and kissed him sweetly in a deep loving kiss.

“I want that next step. I want to be Mrs. Lettie Floyd.” She confessed to him and Bob groaned loudly as he wrapped her in his arms and rolled her underneath him.

“Fuck Lettie. Give me a few minutes to recuperate before saying things like that.” He told her with a growl in his throat as he ground his hardening cock between her thighs. Lettie chuckled softly before yawning widely and Bob softened lovingly as he saw how tired she was. “C’mon let’s get some sleep.” He said gently as he rolled back onto his side and pulled her closer. “We’ll talk more about the next step tomorrow morning.” He promised softly as he felt her melt against him and a soft snore rang out in the quiet bedroom. Bob smiled adoringly in the dark room before slipping into a heavy sleep with the love of his life curled in his arms.