#its me bitchessss

[thecryptidart1st]

POV: You’re Evan Afton, currently being squished to death by your brother and your dad finally realized your cries of help were serious

[dreamysoontobe]

Mealspo and yeah, I decided on extra tofu miso soup

[puffin-smoke]

Guess who just survived another year :D

[jgracie]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ TAKE A LOOK AT MY FIANCÉE GIRLFRIEND, SHE'S THE ONLY ONE I'VE GOT!

masterlist | rules

in which leo can't help but turn his instagram into a fanpage for his favourite girl (and suffers the consequences)

pairing singer!leo valdez x fem!reader

warnings none

an i realised ive never done an smau before so here u go :) lmk if u want more of these!! also im sorry ab the pic of the texts being so blurry i tried but tumblr insisted on making it barely readable 😭

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leovaldezz behind the scenes of my upcoming album 😎

leosacaibowl “behind the scenes of my upcoming album” and it’s just him and yn 😭

thesuperioryn i think you’re obsessed w me idk tho ↳ leovaldezz i think you’re right 🤔

jasonngrace11 You say I’m ‘whipped’ and then you post this 🤨 ↳ valdeznation LMFAOOOO ↳ leovaldezz ur embarrassing me in front of my Wife bro i have -2819 aura now 🙁

leoandynschild GUYS HE CALLED HER HIS WIFE 😭

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valdeznation guys maybe i’m clowning right now but first he calls her his wife in the comments then he’s on about ‘children’ with her ???? 🤔💍👰‍♀️?

ynsfavegurl PIPER LIKED??????? ↳ valdeznation WAIT I JUST NOTICED OMGGG

leoandynschild FREAKING OUT RN 😭

theleolover this may be a bit of a reach but this post made me realise the first letter of each word in leo’s upcoming album ‘Loving Our Matching Lips’ spells LOML… love of my life…. yn is the love of his LIFE… forever….. ↳ valdeznation OHHHHH YOURE A MASTERMIND FOR THIS

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thesuperioryn you and i go from one kiss to getting married 🤍

theleolover TAYLOR SWIFT WROTE MASTERMIND ABOUT ME

leovaldezz MY WIFE ↳ thesuperioryn we still aren't married calm down girl... ↳ leovaldezz WOWWWWW ☹️ ↳ thesuperioryn kidding ofc.. MY HUSBAND

pip3rstealsurgirl its not too late to leave him for me 😫 ↳ leovaldezz get out of here ur the main reason they all found out we're engaged 🤬 ↳ pip3rstealsurgirl @/thesuperioryn are u seeing this behaviour??

jasonngrace11 Congratulations! 🍾 ↳ thesuperioryn thank you jason you're the only normal one in these comments <3

a.chase @/percysonjack take notes ↳ percysonjack yes ma'am 🫡

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leovaldezz ENGAGED BITCHESSSS

thesuperioryn i thought we agreed on matching captions? 🙁 ↳ pip3rstealsurgirl now yn all im saying is that i personally would've matched my caption with yours... sleep on that thought babe ↳ leovaldezz GO AWAY PIPER

valdeznation the way their posts are polar opposites 😭 ↳ leoandynschild FR yn's all 🤍🥂💍✨ and leo's just 🤪

jasonngrace11 Congratulations! 🍾 ↳ leovaldezz why did u just copy and paste the same comment u gave yn... am i not worthy of the brainpower it takes to come up with a new one? ↳ thesuperioryn ignore him jason!! thank you sooo much :)

ynsfavegurl can i be flower girl pls ↳ percysonjack sorry that's estelle 😫 ↳ ynsfavegurl damn 🙁

[nereidprinc3ss]

okay i know this is kind of a specific request but can you do something with professor Spence and uni reader where they get into a spat and argue bc she did something stupid and he gets mad and she’s like “noooo pls don’t be mad i hate when you’re mad at me I’m sorry🥺” bc she literally cannot function knowing she let him down (me with everybody) but he’s like super stubborn and goes all closed up and quiet so that he doesn’t like blow up on her until she finally says like “pls talk to me” and he’s all pissed and like “hell na bitch u crazy!🗣️‼️” but then later he’s like “it’s ok i love u but neva do that shit again ho” then they make up and it’s good again 🎀 ok i explained that so poorly (and comedically if i may) but i hope u get it and pls make it SO DRAMATIC bc I live for drama! like she steals test answers or something or does something that could like get her kicked out of school OR him lose his job 🤔 sigh … idk I’m leaving now. Also i LOOPOOOCE ORRKGOOVI love your fics. Luv em

hey girl (gender neutral) this made me laugh bc genuinely sometimes i write spencer so ooc that is what he sounds like. and i'm not sorry! anyway this is potentially a vyvanse fueled nightmare but i wrote it and i'm posting it MY BLOG MY RULES BITCHESSSS!!!! but genuinely read the content warning LMAO this one got a lil kick to it

warnings/tags: ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, fem!reader, spencer and r get into a for real argument like they're mean to each other, spencer is a lil toxic but its resolved, emotionally neglects reader just for a teeensy second but then he's really nice and sweet again, discussion of his past addic+ion, gets fluffy because i'm not EVIL, gets suggestive at the end bc i am secretly evil.......

a/n: i don't know whats happening. this confuses me just as much as it confuses you. its 3 am in the morning. im gonna post nice happy things soon. Gootbye

“I cannot believe you right now. I don’t even—I don’t even know what to say.” 

“Spencer, you don’t have to say anything. It has nothing to do with you, and I’m not looking for your approval.” 

He looks up from where he’d been rubbing his temples, like you’re a headache, eyebrows raised and lips parted in indignant disbelief. 

“Oh! You’re not looking for my approval? Well thank god for that, because if you were one of my students I would recommend expulsion to the board.” 

“Are you fucking kidding me? I just said I don’t care about your opinion on this, much less your hypothetical opinion from some alternate universe where you have any authority over my education whatsoever.” 

“You distributed an answer key to half of your class! Objectively this is the kind of thing that gets people expelled. I don’t understand how someone so smart could do something so fucking stupid.” 

The words bite more than you were prepared for—but what hurts even more is how much he seems to mean them. In arguments past you’d both said things you didn’t mean, and then would immediately melt into I’m so sorry’s and the fight would resolve itself. Spencer’s clenched jaw and inability to make eye contact with you do not lend themselves to tender apologies. They cannot be attributed to miscommunication. 

You take a step closer to where he’s bracing himself against the countertop, arms crossed defensively in front of your chest. 

“Spencer, I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was such a big deal. People cheat in college all the time.” 

Still no reply. His head shakes so minutely you wonder if you’re imagining it. Panic wells in your chest. 

“Please talk to me. I really hate when you ice me out. I’m sorry, okay? Just... please say something.” 

Finally, his eyes slide to you. They lack the fiery anger of moments ago but there’s not much softness there either. His normally warm gaze now feels too abrasive, too cold and sharp on your bare skin. You're exposed, much too soft for that grating look, and it feels like he can see everything that’s wrong with you. 

“Believe me when I tell you this. I am doing us both a favor by not speaking to you right now.” 

And then he’s leaving the kitchen—nothing but a breeze against your cheek and the sound of a door slamming to prove he was ever there. 

The apartment is silent. You stand in the middle of the kitchen, unsure of what to do next. Spencer very, very rarely gets angry at you to the point of neglect, and you know he’s doing his best with what was modelled for him as a child and his tendency to feel things so deeply it’s nearly disabling; but that doesn’t make it hurt much less. It doesn’t make you feel less abandoned or alone.  

You’re sad, and you’re still pissed, and maybe you’re in just a bit of shock as you robotically move back to your nest of blankets on the couch and resume your schoolwork. What else is there to do? Unless Spencer is right—unless you really are about to get expelled after getting the answer key for an upcoming test from a friend, who then gave it to another friend, and so on. But is that really your fault?  

It’s a struggle to stay focused as your mind keeps drifting back to Spencer in the other room, those cruel words and that cold steely look in his eye that isn’t supposed to ever be aimed at you. It’s not a secret that side of him exists, but it doesn’t belong in this apartment. It’s not something he needs to use against you. He’s supposed to be on your side. But instead, he’d said you should be expelled and essentially called you stupid. And now you’re doing homework for a class at a school you may not even be a student of come Monday. 

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The sound of the office door opening forty-five minutes later spikes your blood pressure and simultaneously makes your heart flutter, because no matter how mad at him you might be, Spencer is still Spencer.  

He comes to stand behind the couch quietly, but you don’t acknowledge him. Maybe your typing gets a bit more aggressive, but aside from that you flat out reject his presence. 

“Can we talk?” 

You let him sweat for a minute as you finish your paragraph. 

“I don’t know, Spencer. Can we? Or are you not done with your temper tantrum?” 

“That is... well deserved,” he sighs, rounding the couch and tapping the bottom of your foot, signaling that he wants you to move your legs. You despise how automatically you comply, pulling your knees to your chest to avoid touching him as he sits next to you. There’s a long moment of silence, in which you resume typing. Spencer scoffs, leaning in slightly to peer at your screen. “Are you doing homework right now? I’m a complete asshole to you and you just... do your homework?"

“What the fuck else was I supposed to do?” you almost-yell, slamming your laptop shut and blinking away potential tears. “The only person I wanted to talk to called me stupid and fucking left!” 

The tears realize their potential once you admit the blunt truth. 

Spencer carefully moves your laptop and pulls you into his arms—and you just let him. There’s not much fight left in you. There wasn’t a lot to begin with. 

“I am so sorry, angel. You’re right, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have yelled, I shouldn’t have said what I said, I shouldn’t have walked away. I overreacted.” 

“Yeah, you really did,” you cry, allowing him to run his hand over your hair. “Why did you do that? Why were you so fucking mean?” 

His voice shakes slightly as he responds, betraying his own anxieties, and a new, unwelcome sense of trepidation slithers through your veins. 

“I was wondering that, too. Even as I was saying it, I knew—I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to be saying. And then I was in the other room and I wanted to be out here, and I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t. But I think I was just scared. Which—I know, doesn’t really make sense, but... I think about when Ethan dropped out of the academy, and ended up doing heroin in New Orleans for three years, and I think about when I almost left the BAU because I was so convinced I’d never get clean that I didn’t even want to anymore, and—and the idea of you losing your education and your direction like that terrified me, probably unreasonably, and I took it out on you. And I’m sorry.” 

“But I’m not like you or Ethan. You don’t have to worry about that. Even if I... even I do get in some sort of disciplinary trouble. That’s a road you don’t have to worry about me going down, ever.” 

He fixes some unseen wrinkle on your shirt.  

“Yeah, but, remember... I used to not be like me or Ethan either. Do you think twelve-year-old Spencer would have ever even considered that of the infinite realities and universes which exist, he was living in one where someday he’d be shooting up in the bathroom at work?” 

“Mm-mm,” you hum, shaking your head and burying your face in Spencer’s shoulder. The sound is more of a plea for him to be less descriptive than an answer to his rhetorical question. It’s still much easier for him to talk about that part of his life than it is for you to have to actually imagine it. You didn’t know him then, but you’ve seen pictures, and you know Spencer now, and it’s... it’s just too much. Too sad. 

“Okay,” he agrees soothingly, still playing with your hair. “I digress. My point is that literally anything is possible, and while it’s not necessarily likely, I more than anyone know that anxiety even over the most improbable of things is never completely unfounded.”  

You sniffle in response, too emotionally and physically exhausted to contribute much to the conversation by this point. Thankfully, Spencer can talk for two. An idiosyncrasy which you love and comes in handy every once in a while. He can play his own devil’s advocate; in this case, you. 

“But that doesn’t mean I get to take it out on you. Ever. I truly, truly, sincerely apologize for that. I never want to hurt you.” 

You let the apology sink into your skin like a salve, soothing every abrasion those earlier words had left in their violent wake. 

After a few minutes, you find the energy to ask a question that might best remain unanswered. 

“Are you still mad at me?” 

He’s quiet for a beat, seemingly contemplative as his fingers trace abstract patterns in a language all his own on your arm. 

“I’m not thrilled. But you were right earlier. It’s not my place to be mad at you for something like that.” 

“Mm... it’s a little bit your place. You’re an actual professor.” 

He chuckles. 

“At an entirely different university.” 

“Thank god,” you laugh. “You and me at the same school would be such an HR clusterfuck.”

While it’s almost a serious matter, the smile in his voice is evident. 

“Yeah... I, uh... try not to think about it.” 

“Okay, but seriously. In your professional opinion. Am I fucked? Like, do I need to prepare an appeal and character witnesses or whatever?” 

Spencer sighs. 

“It was incredibly reckless and irresponsible. You should be ready for disciplinary pushback from the schoolboard if you get caught. That being said... because over sixty of you got a hold of the answer key, I doubt anyone is getting expelled, and even if they did, it would likely only be the TA and the student he gave the key to. It’s my tentative, professional opinion that you’ll probably be fine.” 

You relax slightly, allowing a tension you didn’t realize was there to shed like an old skin. 

“I’m not gonna cheat again,” you promise on an exhale. It’s simply too much risk for too little reward.

Spencer’s response is quiet, and comes much faster than you’d expected. 

“Oh, I know you aren’t. Because if you do, you’re going to have to worry about disciplinary action from me. And I’m not nearly as nice as the dean of your school, darling girl.” 

But something about the way he says it—a thinly veiled threat/promise contrasted by a sweet kiss to your forehead—doesn’t exactly make academic honesty look all that exciting.

[quodekash]

wassup bitches, im back babyyy (I spammed my friend last night and told myself I wouldnt do a Tumblr post, and yet here I am, doing a Tumblr post of every screenshot and comment I sent to my friend)

HOLY SHIT THATS A FUCKING PAINTING

WHAT THE HELL

AYYE I THINK I'VE FOUND WINNY

was fuckin right bitches

rly thought that was mark pakin for a minute

I truly adore him

jj!

tbh it feels like some kind of rule in gmmtv where they have to have at least one of the jutamas twins in an airing show at any given time, cos like. theyre always there.

hidden agenda and dangerous romance were airing at the same time for a little bit, and aj was in one while jj was in the other

and now 23.5 and we are are airing at the same time, and aj's in one while jj's in the other

I just think its neat 👍

SATANG

SATANG SATANG SATANG

WE’RE LIKE FIVE MINUTES IN AND ITS ALREADY WNST TIME BITCHESSSS

its so fun to see winny as the master at something while satang's the noob, I like this a lot

oh babygirl you aren't listening to a word hes saying

hell yeah we're already getting these corny-ass moments that are so unrealistic but so funny (I love corny-ass moments in bls)

I think that maybe they should kiss

Babes stop staring at him you’re way too obvious (satang looks so adorable here tho look at him)

omg I never couldve guessed what pond's character was studying

he's an engineering student 🤯🤯🤯

no one's ever joined this field of study before in a bl

how shocking

I am shooketh

no <3

I LOVE POON'S CHARACTER IMMEDIATELY

he's so real for that

get ready boys (gender neutral), its time for ✨alcoholism✨

I love these bastards so much

pun has immediately rocketed all the way up to my favourite character so far

dont get me wrong, I love all of them

but like. just look at him

PUN JUMPING INTO CHAIN'S ARMS 💀

five broooos, chillin in the one bed

AAAAA HOLY SHIT

punchain: 🥰🥰

the other side of the bed:

LMAO HOW THE HELL'D THEY END UP LIKE THAT

I love how aou’s character SO CLEARLY has a crush on boom’s character and boom hasnt even been INTRODUCED yet

(btw ill use the character names more and more as time goes on, i just have shit name memory at the start of shows)

HES SO TINY

HE'S A LITTLE MUNCHKIN

HHHHHHHHH 😭😭

SO SILLY GOOFY

his hair here is so funny to me

THERE HE IS, FINALLY!

THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND THE BOOM

pond has ✨daddy issues✨ (unsurprising)

aight that's all, next week's gonna be a blast, ill almost certainly be back

[breathe-2am]

118 Blunt Rotation Headcanons

Bobby: does not partake, but the ultimate trip sitter. Keeps the chaos generally controlled, but finds everything very funny, in a i-will-tell-you-about-this-tomorrow-and-you-will-cringe kind of way. Disappears for an hour and come back with homecooked food, everyone is beside themselves in gratitude. Starts telling a funny story about this one time he Smoked Pot, but about halfway thru he along with everyone else realizes its not funny and is probably something he should talk to that twink priest about.

Hen: laughs at EVERYTHING. Finds a random object like a ballpoint pen or a half full bottle of water and its THEE most fascinating thing shes EVER seen. Gets up to go to the bathroom, doesnt come back, when they go looking for her shes just staring at herself in the mirror. Very in her feels abt how she loves her friends. Says she needs to change shirts at one point bc she hates the fabric actually. Comes back in an entirely different outfit.

Chimney: a yapper. Every thought in his brain is out his mouth. Running commentary of the happenings. Jokes make less and less sense but hen finds them funnier and funnier. Talks with his hands to a dangerous extent. Eating whatever bobby made w his fingers, which is not a good combination when he gestures too wide and flings it at bucks face. He thinks this is the funniest thing that happened all night bc buck doesnt even react.

Buck: Out of everyone here, hes got the most experience in a blunt circle (youre going to look at me and tell me that im wrong? He had frosted tips and lived in a FRATHOUSE dawg) but hasnt been a smoke weed everyday bitch in a while so when he does he thinks his tolerance what it used to be. It isnt. Man is FLAVOR BLASTED he is SCHWASTED. Cant talk bc hes giggling while staring vacantly at the ceiling. Zones out, resurfaces to drop a random fact related to a conversation that was happening ten minutes ago, and hes gone again.

Eddie: Eats bobbys food and cries bc its delicious. Laughs at chinmeys jokes and cries bc hes so funny. Stares at hen and cries bc shes so beautiful. Thinks abt chris and cries bc he loves him so much. Buck is absentmindedly petting his hair to calm his tears and cries bc his best friend is so kind. Has to get up but doesnt want to bc the floor is so comfy. I love you bitchessss this is the year im gonna get my SHIT togetherrrrrrrrr what r these floors made of theyre so niiiiiiiiiiiice.....

Maddie: obsessive abt the Vibe, keeps getting up to turn on or off a lamp bc it was too bright but now its too dark. Perched in a mountain of pillows and blankets, keeps readjusting bc she has to b Maximum Comfy. Changes the song a minute in when its 'not the vibe'. Pulls out the most out of pocket story about buck as a kid but hes not even absorbing whats going on so she doesnt feel bad. Shes trying to rest her head on chinmeys shoulder but hes moving too much and shes getting annoyed.

Karen: the funniest bitch in the room. Monologuing abt space, which segues to robotics, which segues to government, which segues to capitalism, which segues to how they need to go to the beach RIGHT NOW. Hens looking at her like that twink boutta pounce meme. Sings along w the song playing, starts bitching at maddie bc she skipped it. Talking abt the sanctity of the playlist and respecting the music, but then says 'wait i hate this song' and commanders the spotify, she and maddie have a tug of war over the phone.

Tommy: touchy feely bitch. Started sitting next to buck but at some point graduated to trying to sit in his lap but now hes just sprawling across him like a weighted blanket. Voice has no inflection. He and chimney start excitedly talking abt a bad movie only they have seen and it goes on for way too long bc he starts chattering abt two characters he thinks should have ended up together. Eventually is just laying there curled up with buck, he realizes he loves his life and the people in it, has a little Moment.

Athena: does not partake, remind them that drug testing is a thing in their line of work, has Choice Words when the phrase California Sober is dropped. Taking pics for blackmail. Despite all that, she makes sure everyone is alright and helps bobby clean up. The next morning she makes coffee for everyone, and when people complain abt their backs or necks hurting she says 'thats what you get for sleeping on the floor'.

[pascalscoffin]

Muñequita pt. III

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Warning: Minors Go Away I Will Kick You In The Forehead. Smut: vaginal fingering; brief dry humping; oral (m and f receiving); Javi has a filthy mouth; Cum sharing/eating; Javi calls your pussy "she" (Yes this is gonna happen a lot in prob a lot of fics- i just think its hot okay bye). No piv cause they’re responsible this time. It’s date night bitchessss. Alcohol consumption (some wine). Javi being his usual flirtatious self. Guess what they go dancing again. Javi actually knows how to dance (like tango and shit cause his mama. I however do not know how to dance I just like watching people dance okay goodbye). Javi being an absolute fucking gentleman.

Again, super long

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Date night with Javier came faster than you thought it would, the next two days practically flying by with Valeria in school for most of the day, allowing you to relax and actually clean the house, and then spent the rest of your time obsessing over your date with Javi.

At about three o’clock, four hours before your date, you were sitting in the salon chair getting your hair washed and done up. Your nerves had your leg shaking and you had to keep reminding yourself to stop it so your hair wouldn’t come out janky.

When your hair was done you paid and then rushed home, letting Valeria sit in the bathroom while you got ready, even putting a little lipgloss on her when she asked you to. “Where are you going?” She asked curiously.

“Papá is taking me out on a date.” Valeria gasped loudly. “You didn’t tell me?! Why didn’t you tell me?!” You laughed softly. “You have to tell me next time, mami!” “Okay, okay! I’ll tell you next time.” You shook your head fondly. “You would probably know if you weren’t so obsessed with Elmo.” She groaned. “But you said not to listen to grown up stuff!” You pursed your lips a little. She had you there. “You’re a very good listener, Valeria.” You kissed the top of her head. “Now, papá will be here in… half an hour. How many minutes is that?”

“Thirty!” Valeria threw her hands up as she shouted the number, making you smile. “Muy bien. Una muñequita tan lista.” Very good. Such a smart little doll You said happily, walking out of the bathroom with her, subconsciously straightening and fiddling with the hem of it.

You were so nervous you hadn’t been able to eat anything all day, your stomach twisting itself into knots and flipping upside down and inside out. You weren’t sure why you were nervous, Javi liked you, you knew that, and he loved Valeria.

But even still, the what ifs started to plague your brain. What if he says something funny and drink comes shooting out of your nose all over him? What if he just finds your laugh annoying? (Absolutely ridiculous because he’d explicitly told you the night you met that he absolutely adored it) what if the date goes astronomically well and then just as you’re about to seal the deal, clothes strewn, he decides he doesn’t like your body post-baby?

You have cellulite now, stretch marks across your stomach and the insides of your thighs, the tightly pulled skin more sensitive than all those years ago. What if he decides he prefers women with smoother skin, unbothered by blemishes?

“¿Mami? ¿Qué te pasa?” Mommy? What’s wrong? Valeria tugged on your hand and you looked down at her. “Nothing. I’m fine, sweetheart.” You kissed her cheek and went to sit down with her, or more to let her sit while you stayed standing, not wanting to crease your dress before Javi saw it in all its original glory. After a moment you heard Valeria’s little voice speak up.

“You look pretty, mommy.” You looked over at her and smiled softly, stopping your pacing to go over to her. “Thank you, Valeria.” You sighed and finally sat down. “I’m nervous.” You told her, laughing lightly.

“Why?” You opened your mouth and then closed it, humming. “… I’m just worried he won’t… like me like he did.” Valeria didn’t seem to understand, frowning deeply and shaking her head. “But… he asked you on a date.” You bit your lip. Leave it to a five year old to inadvertently tell you to get your head out of your ass.

“That’s… true.” You laughed. “I’m sorry, Muñequita. It’s adult stuff.” Valeria looked at you funny but dropped it and looked back at the tv, leaning into you now that you were sitting down.

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When a knock finally came Valeria perked up and bolted to the door, peering through one of the side windows to make sure it was Javi before yanking the door open excitedly, just barely able to reach the handle. “Daddy!” She squealed, throwing herself into his legs as Javier laughed, overjoyed that Valeria was still so excited to see him.

“Valeria!” He gushed, reaching down to pick her up with one arm, the other holding flowers. “You look handsome, daddy.” Valeria giggled and played with Javi’s tie, when she saw the flowers, though she gasped loudly before he could respond.

“Are those for mommy?” She whispered as you came around the corner. Javier grinned and nodded. “They are for mommy.” He looked over when he heard your footsteps and his smile slipped but was replaced instead with a shocked expression, his eyes running over your frame as he gently set Valeria down. “Hey.” He said softly.

You felt your cheeks warm up as you shifted. “Hey.” You smiled softly. “Mommy! Daddy got you flowers, look!” Valeria pointed to the flowers as she bounced. “They’re so pretty!” Your eyes fell to the flowers as Javier held them out to you.

“Oh- Javi you didn’t have to get-“ “what kinda dad would I be if I didn’t show Valeria how a man is supposed to treat her on a date?” Javi raised a brow and you couldn’t help but laugh as you took them. “Besides… hard workin’ mama like yourself needs some pretty flowers.” You felt your cheeks warm up as you smiled and brought the flowers up to sniff. “… thank you. I’m gonna put them in water and uh… then we have to run Valeria to Mrs. Sanders’ and then we can go.” You laughed softly.

Javi nodded and followed you inside while you put the flowers in water and made sure you had everything you needed, mumbling to yourself. Keys, purse, phone, Valeria and Javi-you pointed towards where they stood by the door-and my brain. “Okay let’s go.”

Javi looked down at Valeria with a does-she-always-do-this kinda face, to which Valeria responded with a simple nod. You stopped in front of them and put your hands on your hips, clearing your throat. When they looked at you, you saw two identical puppy eyed what faces, causing you to shake your head. “Come on, Mrs. Sanders is waiting.”

“Mommy she told you to call her Sandy.” Valeria put her tiny hands on her tiny hips and raised a brow at her. “Okay, Miss sassafras.” “Miss sassafras?” Javi looked at you curiously and you shrugged. “Something my grandma used to say when I got sassy.” You looked back at Valeria, missing the way he smiled and gazed at the two of you, like you were his whole world.

Javi held Valeria on your short walk across yards, even though you’d told both of them she was more than capable of doing it alone. They both had the same excuse it’s dark out! They just met and they were already two peas in a pod. Your actual womb was practically bursting at the sight of them connecting so quickly.

As you stepped onto the porch and knocked, Javi looked around and then at you. “I know why your neighborhood seems familiar now.” “Oh, really?” Before he could answer the door swung open and there was a loud squeal.

“¡Javier! ¡Qué alegría verte! Bienvenido a casa, ¡mira qué guapo te has puesto!” Javier! Oh it’s so good to see you! Welcome home, look how handsome you’ve gotten! Sandy pulled Javi and, by association, Valeria into a bone crushing hug. “¡Adelante, adelante! No te entretendré mucho, pero necesito verte a la luz, Dios mío.” Come in, come in! I won’t keep you long but I need to see you in the light, my goodness She ushered the three of you in. “My gosh. How have you been, Javi?”

You stepped into her living room, Javi sitting Valeria on the couch and smiling at Sandy. “I’m good, Sandy. How’ve you been?” “Oh I’ve been okay. Much better now that I have y/n and Valeria to keep me company.” Javi grinned and looked at you, absolutely charmed that you kept his tia-by-association company in her old age. “They’re good company to keep, no?” Javi’s cheeks turned just a flash pink before he was nodding in agreement. “They are.”

You felt your own face warm up and Sandy laughed softly. “Okay, you two go on now. You and I can catch up another time. You have reservations to get to. Off you go.” Sandy was practically shoving you out the door now. “Jeez, where’s the love?”

“It’s there. Feel it. Embrace it. Now share it. Goodnight I will see you tomorrow. Valeria say goodbye to mommy and daddy!” “¡Adiós mamá! ¡Adiós papá!” Goodbye, mommy! Goodbye, daddy! Valeria yelled, occupied with her cookies and tv.

“That’s all we’re getting.” You laughed, the two of you calling goodbye back to her before going to Javi’s truck. Javi, of course opened your door for you and even took your hand to help stabilize you while you got into his truck.

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About twenty-five minutes later after a fifteen minute drive and a ten minute wait, you were seated at your table, Javier looking over the wine list. “This place doesn’t have beer but I remember you saying you liked red, and they have good reds.” You felt your cheeks warm up, remembering momentarily mentioning, six years ago mind you, that you preferred red wine over most alcohol drinks, joking that it made you feel fancy but it also just didn’t upset your stomach quite as much as other kinds did.

“You remember that?” You asked curiously. He looked up over the top of the menu and pursed his lips a bit before he nodded. “Yeah.” He said softly, shrugging. “… I remember a lot of the stuff we talked about.” He smiled softly. You smiled shyly and looked down. “I do, too.” You said softly and he nodded, reaching across the table slowly. “I’m glad you agreed to this.” He gently took your hand and you laughed softly as you laced your fingers with his. “Me too.”

“I know I’ve said it four times since we got in my truck but you really look good tonight.” You laughed softly and looked down as your face warmed up. “Thank you, Javi. So do you. I like that tie.”

Javier looked down at his tie and grinned. “Yeah? Thanks, Christmas gift from my dad.” He muttered, his smile dropping a little as he remembered all the Christmases he’d missed and felt the guilt build in his stomach as you reached across the table, taking his hand in yours.

“Jav… it’s not your fault, okay?” You said softly, squeezing his hand. “It’s mine. I should’ve told you.” You chewed on your lip. “Her birthday is in a few months, though. You can make it up to her then. Besides… she understands why she never got presents from you, you were busy. Fighting the Chicos malos, remember?” Javier chuckled softly and shook his head.

“… she really thinks I’m some kinda hero.” It wasn’t a question, more of a statement, like he was testing the words, getting a feel for them. “Cause you are, Javi.” You rolled your eyes. “Maybe not by traditional standards, but you are a type of hero. Especially to her.” You said softly. “You can’t freak out every time she says it. Otherwise you’ll be in a constant state of freaked the fuck out.”

Javier actually laughed this time, boisterously, and the sight made you smile, laughing with him as he nodded. “Fine. Fine. I’ll stop.” He sighed and looked down at the wine menu again. “Alright… I think I know which one we’re gonna get. You can get whatever you want to eat, Querida. Don’t worry about the price.”

You wondered briefly why he said that- and then you looked at the menu and choked on your own spit. “Jesus- Javi this is-“ “if you say this is too much I’m gonna shove a breadstick in your mouth.” Javi picked up a breadstick and pointed it at you, his eyes locked onto his own food menu. “You birthed my child by yourself five years ago. The least I can do is buy you an expensive dinner.”

You closed your mouth and pouted a little before nodding. “Okay.” You sighed softly and looked through the menu, finding yourself subconsciously looking at the cheaper things on the menu before wandering over towards the higher priced items, deciding to go with the lowest priced thing from the more expensive items.

After the waiter came and took your orders, he poured you both a glass of the wine Javi before leaving the bottle there in a bucket of ice, and then walking away to take other orders. You and Javi talked about the wine, you knowing more about what to say since Javi was more of a liquor or beer man.

“… how long was it? Your labor?” He asked softly after a few minutes of surprisingly comfortable silence. “Oh god.” You laughed softly. “Um… 26 hours.” His eyes got wide. “26-?!” He looked around when a bunch of old people looked at him and you smiled awkwardly and waved shyly. “26 hours?” He whisper-shouted, leaning across the table.

You nodded slowly. “Yeah.” “That’s an entire day plus two hours.” “Last time I checked.” “Fuck..” you laughed softly. “How the hell did you look so good in that picture?” You blinked a couple times and raised a brow. “Good? Javi- I’m covered in sweat, afterbirth, tears. I look like I just lost a fight with a UFC fighter.”

Javier started shaking his head. “You look fucking gorgeous in that photo.” “You’re actually psychotic, I’m afraid. I look like a troll guarding a bridge.” “Don’t talk about the mother of my child that way.” Javi tore a piece of breadstick off and chucked it at you, his eyebrows lifting when it fell right into your dress.

You looked down at your chest and then up at him and the two of you started laughing. “Great. Now it’s gotta stay in there.” You shook your head. “Sorry.” “Are you?” “…. Not really. That was funny.” You were still laughing about it when the waiter came back with your food, offering you both a polite smile as he announced each meal as he sat the plates down, turning them as he did so like he was showing off the food, you returned the smile and thanked him, your stomach growling louder than you wanted it to at the sight of the food.

You looked up and saw the waiter and Javier looking at you with cheeky looks. You looked between them. “I eat Dino nuggets and tater tots three times a week- any other time is spaghetti or white people tacos, okay? I’m stuck on the diet of a toddler. This food looks like heaven on a plate.”

The two of them chuckled and the waiter bid his goodbye before scampering off to do his job, sparing one last look at the two of you- you were a cute couple, usually he hated his customers but you two were just too cute to have any hate towards.

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“Dessert?” You looked up from your now empty plate towards Javier with wide eyes. “Huh?” “Do you want dessert?” Javier chuckled. “Oh god… oh my god yes.” You reached across the table, your eyes glossy and begging. “I can have the whole thing to myself?”

“Of course you can.” Javier laughed and you groaned happily. “Oh my god this is the best night of my life.” You shook your head. “I have to share everything with Valeria. Believe me I love her and I love sharing with her but… sometimes I want to eat a whole sundae by myself- or actually get to eat the ice cream I ordered because she decided to be adventurous and then decided she didn’t want the one she had- halfway through eating it so we were too far to turn around.”

“Wow.” “Sorry- I’m not trying to scare you away.” Javier shook his head frantically. “You’re not. It’s obvious you love her. I love spending time with her, and honestly I’d give her whatever the fuck she wanted from me.” You laughed and nodded. “Those big brown eyes certainly have that effect. I’m glad she got your eyes.” “I’m just glad she didn’t get my nose.” You laughed harder and shook your head. “Stop, Javi. I like your nose.”

Javi scrunched his face and shook his head. “It’s just a nose, Querida. Nothing to like about it.” You felt your cheeks warm up a little, thinking of a few things to like about it. Javier seemed to notice because a slow smirk stretched across his face. “Bonito.” Cute. He teased as you shook your head. “Shut up and eat your dessert.”

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You were back in his truck now, looking around curiously as the scenery turned from familiar to unfamiliar. “Where are we going?” You looked over at Javier curiously, brows furrowed.

He chuckled softly. “It’s a surprise.” You raised a brow. “A surprise?” He nodded. “Yes. A surprise.” He looked over at you and grinned. “Don’t worry. I think you’ll like it.” He winked and you shook your head, cheeks warming as you looked out the window.

Soon enough he pulled up outside- “Javi, is this a dance studio?” You looked up at the building, which adorned a giant sign with ballerina feet. “You’ve cracked another case, Sherlock.” Javier chuckled and got out, jogging over to your side to open the door.

“Why are we at a dance studio?” You asked as he helped you out. “They hold classes once a week.” His cheeks flushed as you looked at him. “… so that’s why you chose today.” He shrugged. “You liked La Bachata… so I thought maybe you’d like to try tango or something.” Your cheeks got hot as you shifted shyly. “Javi… that’s sweet.” You couldn’t think of what else to say. Sweet was the only word your brain could muster.

Javi chuckled and nodded. “Come on.” He took your hand and guided you to the door, opening it to let you in first. Once you got inside you found what room the class was in and felt your nerves start to scratch at your skin the closer you got to the door.

“You won’t laugh if I suck, right?” Javi laughed softly and shook his head. “Of course I won’t laugh, Hermosa.” He kissed your cheek gently. “I’ll help you. Been dancin’ since I was a niño pequeño.” Little boy. That made you even more nervous. Great. Now you were going to make a fool in front of Javi, who’s been doing this shit since he was in fucking diapers.

"Oh, great. That makes me feel so much better." You shook your head with a soft laugh and chewed on your lip. "Okay, let's go." You smiled and he nodded happily. "You'll have a good time. I promise." "I better." You teased. You knew the chances of you not having a good time were slim to none, you enjoyed being around Javi, it didn't really matter what you were doing.

When you walked into the room you were relieved to see some of the people already there seemed just as nervous as you felt, so you could relax a bit, comforted by the notion of not being the only inexperienced one seconds away from having a massive coronary.

The instructors, thankfully, were extremely nice, even if their Latin beauty made you hate them because who shimmers in florescent fucking lighting? You'd bet your whole salary that she didn't have a single stretch mark or cellulite dent.

When they had all the couples spread out across the dance floor they circled around the room, straightening posture and getting everyone into the right positions and stances. When the woman got to you, her skin golden, arms slender as she set them on her waist and tsked her tongue at you and Javier, you felt judged but not derogatorily so, more so like she was expecting something... more from the two of you, like she could feel the tensions radiating off of you..

"No, no, no. Esto no va a hacer." No, no, no. This will not do. She put her hands on your backs. "Too much space, get closer." She nudged the two of you closer and nodded when your chests bumped together. "Perfect." She smirked, gave you a little wink, and then spun on her heel and made her way back to her husband, an equally attractive Latin man with lighter skin, but his hair just as dark and eyes just as sultry as his wife's.

You watched her go and looked up at Javier curiously, your face burning. “Javi- I don’t have the coordination for this.” “Nonsense.” Javier shook his head. “You’ll do great, besides, look at the rest of these goofballs. None of them have a sexy Latin to keep them on their feet.” You shook your head at him, laughing softly. “You’re insane.” “Maybe.” Javier shrugged a little. "For you." He added with a wink.

You and the other students watched the instructors, moving with them as they showed each move a couple times, before letting the couples practice while just focusing on themselves.

Javier was good, of course he was, he practically came out the womb doing this shit. Because you had a partner that knew all the steps already, it was easy for you to get a grasp on the dance and soon enough you and Javier were moving around the floor gracefully.

You weren’t quite as confident in your moves as Javier was, which means you didn’t quite put your all into it, but the longer you danced, the more you felt Javier’s hands on your waist or sliding over your arms. You felt yourself fall further into the dance, moving more freely and less stiff.

When Javi spun you out without much of a warning you yelped, his grip on your hand kept you from spinning away completely, though. When he brought you back to his chest it was just as abrupt but not out of beat or clumsy, you let out a gasp as his free arm wrapped around your waist and tugged you tight against his chest, and then dipped you down in one fluid motion, letting go of your hand in favor of grabbing onto your thigh.

His arm around your waist, his fingers digging into your thigh, they were driving you crazy, the skin practically on fire under his calloused fingers, the digits twitching near the hem of your dress, like he wanted to push his hand up higher.

Your face and neck burned as he grinned and kissed you, slowly bringing you up, you heard clapping around you. Nothing crazy, just soft respectful claps as you shook your head. “Javi-“ “you did fantastic.” Javi chuckled and held your chin between his fingers. “Just like I thought. Practically a natural.” You shook your head again with a soft laugh. "Javi..." you repeated.

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When the class was over, the instructors stood by the door to tell everyone goodnight and to invite them back the next week.

You and Javi were closer on the way back to his truck, his arm around your waist as he opened your door for you. You kissed his cheek before getting into the truck, you knew the date would be over soon, Javi would take you home and since Valeria was staying the night with Sandy, you’d be alone and left to do house work until you got tired.

"Sorry i kissed you like that around all those people." He chuckled once he got in the driver's side. "I've been wantin' to kiss you all night, you look fucking fantastic in that dress." He started the truck as he turned his head towards you. You smiled and shook your head, reaching out to hold one of his hands while he drove. "Believe me- it was more than okay." You laughed softly.

"I've really missed you, Javi. I'm comfortable around you, even then, even now." You squeezed his hand and saw a soft smile stretch across his face. "i wanted to call, or write but I... I was just so scared and I.. I didn't want to distract you over there... I knew it was dangerous there and I didn't want you to get hurt because you found out I kept her from you."

Javi got a soft forwn on his face as he started shaking his head. "I understand, Querida. Don't feel bad. I wasn't ready to be a dad- mentally or.. physically. I wasn't a good man over there. I'm not convinced I am one over here but... I want to try. For you and her."

You smiled softly and squeezed his hand tightly. "We would love that, Javi. We really would." You said softly, leaning over to press another kiss to his cheek. He smiled and leaned into it as he nodded. "Good. I don't know what I would do if you told me you didn't want me in your lives."

You shook your head. "I'd never say that- for one I'm pretty sure Valeria would probably smother me in my sleep- if the guilt didn't kill me first." Javi chuckled and chewed on his lip. "I'm glad she likes me so much." "Likes you? Javi she's been in love with you since she was old enough to know you existed." You laughed softly.

"She used to... beg me to tell stories about you. About us..." You looked down with a small frown. "I never had much to tell her. But I made sure she knew it was my fault you weren't around. She's never had any ill-will towards you, no malice, nothing. I told her how... easy it was to be around you, though, how comfortable I was.. and she knows we weren't.. together. She doesn't understand how that works but she knows no one left or gave up." You said softly. "She... gets a little sad seeing all the other little girls with their daddies, sometimes she would.. get mad at me for it, for not telling you." Javi furrowed his brows and you shook your head. "I preferred it that way- her being mad at me instead of you." You shrugged and smiled softly at him.

"We don't have to worry about that anymore, though. You're here now, you know, and you're not running in the other direction. She loves you, you're absolutely smitten with her. All we have to focus on now is the future." Javi nodded in agreement, looking at you occasionally as he drove. He could tell you felt bad, guilty, about not saying anything to him sooner, and he hated that you felt that way.

The rest of the drive was quiet, comfortable, but still quiet. When he pulled into your driveway you took a deep breath and looked at him. "Do you... maybe wanna come in? For some wine or.. or something?" You didn't have to do anything, you weren't planning to anyway. You didn't have condoms inside, you weren't on birth control. Those were things you hadn't needed for six years, and as much as you would love to take Javi into your bedroom and let him fill you with another baby- doing something like that now would be incredibly.. dumb and premature.

Javi smiled at your offer and turned his truck off. "I would love to." He said softly before getting out and jogging over to your side, pulling open your door and taking your hand to help you out the same way he'd helped you in earlier- a quick peek over his shoulder shows Sandy peering out her window with a smirk before she disappeared.

You shook your head a little and headed to the door with Javi, opening it and stepping inside.

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Truly, you had to be an idiot to think you could be alone, in a private setting with Javi, and not want him in or on top of you. Add wine and one of your CDs to the mix and you're truly, truly fucked.

It had started simple enough, Javi stayed in the living room while you went into the kitchen and grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of red you've had opened since he left that first night. When you'd come back you'd found him standing near your stereo, loosening his tie a bit as he looked at your collection. Both of your shoes were sitting neatly by the door in the cubby you'd bought after Valeria started walking, wanting somewhere for her to put her shoes when she took them off. The sight had your chest warming.

"... you can put one in if you want." He looked good, the lighting of your house was brighter than the restuarant but softer than the dance studio, making his skin look tanner and more touchable, you had to look away to compose yourself. "Yeah?" Javi looked at you and then back at the CDs. "Any particular one you feel like hearing?" You hummed, slowly shaking your head as you filled the glasses about halfway before setting the bottle down. "Not really, whatever you wanna listen to."

It took him a minute, but soon you heard the disc tray slide out, a cd drop on it, and then the sound of it sliding back in before the music started.

A soft smile pulled at your lips as the sound of 'Big Love' by Fleetwood Mac started to fill your ears. Your favorite. You picked up the glasses and carried them over to Javi, extending one out to him. "How'd you know this was my favorite album?" Javi chuckled and picked up the worn out case. "Intuition." He teased.

You'd showed him around a little, your house was ground floor so there were no basements or attics or upstairs to venture towards, and since he'd already seen Valeria's bedroom, and your bathroom there wasn't much else to show him, besides your bedroom, but that felt like it held an implication, a duty, so you avoided it and led him back to the couch.

It was inevitable, really, that you would end up here, Javi's lips molding against yours as your tongues pressed and twisted together as the sound of 'Everywhere' filled the house. If your mouth wasn't so occupied you probably would've laughed at how accurately it described how you'd felt about Javi since having him back.

You were perched on his lap at this point, your hips rocking together languidly. His hands were gripping your dress, bunching it up at your waist tightly, ruining that pristine perfection you'd been so worried about earlier, likely bruising your hips- except now you couldn't care about the possible bruising or the crinkles in your dress. How could you? Javi was panting into your mouth, letting out deep, quiet moans with every synchronized grind of your hips, your sounds mixing together with Stevie Nicks' voice. You'd be a fool to care about crinkling a dress when this was happening.

"You gonna show me your bedroom?" He mumbled softly and the sentence had your stomach fluttering like a teenager. "I don't have condoms." You rushed out quickly, swallowing thickly as he raised a brow. "Me neither.. obviously the birth control thing doesn't work." He teased and you laughed softly, your cheeks warming up.

"But.. y'know I can still make you cum without fucking you- and I don't know if you remember but I love it almost as much as the first thing." Your eyes widened as he smirked, watching the realization flood your face. "Now... unless you're not into it- which I know you definitely were into it." He eased you off his lap and stood up. "You left one room out of your tour."

You shook your head and grabbed his hand before tugging him towards your bedroom, chewing on your lip. "I don't look the same... my body, it's different" You told him once you got to your room, clearing your throat a little as he moved closer to you. "Well.. obviously, Querida." He chuckled softly and grabbed your chin, lifting your head to look at him. "Tuviste un bebé. Mi bebé." You had a baby. My baby. He whispered softly, nudging his nose against yours lightly. "It's loved and grown and cared for a little baby." He added, his free hand sliding up your curves, over your stomach, and finally up to palm one of your breasts, making your breath hitch.

You swallowed thickly and chewed on your lip. "I'm bigger now, and I've got stretch marks and cellulite-" "Your body is proud of it's accomplishments, that's all that is, showing the world how strong you are." He purred softly, tilting your head up more before he leaned down and pressed his lips to your neck, sliding them over the soft skin with gentle kisses. "You should be just as proud."

He walked you towards your bed, his hands coming up to pull the zipper of your dress down your back, and then slipping it over your shoulders, groaning softly as he watched it fall to the floor, taking your hands to help you step out of it before turning you around, a wide grin on his face as he took a step back. "Mamacita.." He purred softly, sliding his eyes over you hungrily. "Mírate. Fucking beautiful." look at you.

"Javi... you're still wearing your clothes." He chuckled. "I know, Mamacita. Wait on the bed, get comfortable." You pouted and he chuckled. "You're not going to until I let you undress me, are you?" You shook your head defiantly and he rolled his eyes fondly before pulling you in. "Fine." He whispered before kissing you softly.

You smiled against his lips, your hands coming up to pull his tie loose and toss it somewhere, quickly followed by that jacket before you started unbuttoning his shirt, not as fast as you'd rid him of his tie and jacket, and when you finally had it untucked and off his shoulders you pulled away and pushed him back a little.

Your lips separated with a soft smack and you could've sworn you heard Javi whine. He frowned at first, thinking you wanted to stop, and then he saw the look in your eyes, how you were eating him up like he'd done you moments ago. Then, you reached out and grabbed his belt buckle, tugging him forward and kissing him again.

He groaned loudly and grabbed your hips tightly, moaning as your hands tugged his belt open and out of the loops. Once his slacks were pushed down he stepped out of them and pushed you back towards your bed, watching you fall down on it with a soft groan. "Been dreamin' about doin' this again for years, baby.” He climbed over you, pressing a kiss to your neck.

You shuddered and wrapped your arms around his neck loosely, tilting your head so he’d have more room. “Me too, Javi.” You said softly. “Haven’t been with anybody since you.” You bit your lip as he leaned back to look down at you. “What?”

You shook your head a little and shifted. “Haven’t wanted to. Haven’t needed to.” You said softly. “I felt bad, Y’know Valeria’s just a baby.. it would’ve felt wrong.” You chewed on your lip as you looked up at him, swallowing thickly. “And when I was pregnant… well I was pregnant, Y’know? Fat and sweaty and gross.” Javi shook his head. “You couldn’t be gross. Ever.” He gripped your chin tightly and leaned down to kiss you. "Talk down about my baby mama-" he muttered against your neck disapprovingly, making you laugh softly. "Should be ashamed." He added

“Bet you looked gorgeous pregnant.” Javi kissed your forehead, then your cheeks, and finally your chin before leaning back again. “Would’ve been all over you, Querida.” He purred, nudging his nose against your cheek. "Not gonna miss the second one."

"Second one?" You teased with a soft laugh. Javi hummed and nodded, kissing your neck. "Mhm. Gonna stay around, make you mine, make both of y'all mine. Have a big happy family." You felt your cheeks warm up, smiling up at him.

"you sure you want that? Wanna be stuck in little Laredo with me and a house full of babies?" Javi grinned widely and leaned down to kiss you. "As long as you're the mama." He purred softly before trailing his lips down your torso, peering up at you.

"For right now, though... we can settle for this. For our one little baby." He said softly, nipping lightly at your skin as you shuddered. "Can worry about filling you up later, after I put a ring on that finger." You didn't know how truthful he was being, if he actually wanted to marry you or if he was just overwhelmed with all these familiar emotions. But you hoped he meant it, prayed he meant it.

His lips ghosted over your core, still covered in the soft black lace you'd put on earlier- just because you weren't expecting him to see you like this, doesn't mean you can't wear something to give you some confidence. You let out a soft gasp and looked down at him, swallowing thickly. The only orgasming you'd done since Valeria was born was from masturbating, and it wasn't a recurring thing because Valeria often ended up sleeping in your bed before morning.

Lately you hadn't been able to make yourself cum at all, too busy caring for Valeria, working, or cleaning up the house. Of course, night time was usually when you took your chance, but Val was having trouble sleeping lately, which usually meant by ten she was knocking on your door and asking for milk or to sleep with you, and you could never say no to her.

"Querida?" Javi's voice drifted to your ears and you looked down at him from the ceiling, blinking a little. "You okay?" You nodded quickly. "Uh-huh. I'm okay." Javi chuckled softly. "Alright, looked like you were somewhere else for a second there- I hope I'm not boring you already." His tone was teasing but you could see a flash of something else, too, doubt maybe? Insecurity?

You widened your eyes and shook your head rapidly. "No- absolutely not." You laughed softly. "Sorry- just- been a few months since I've been able to get enough time to myself to.. y'know enjoy myself to completion." Javi's eyes widened. "I guess that's what I was thinking about."

"Not even in the shower?" you shrugged a little. "My showers hardly ever exceed 15 minutes and honestly I'm pretty sure Valeria would literally run away towards something more entertaining if I took too long." Javi laughed softly and nodded like he understood where you were coming from.

"Okay-I promise I'm not gonna be in my head anymore. I'm here. completely here." Javi smiled and leaned up to press a soft kiss to your lips before he was diving back down again.

He was taunting you a bit this time, pressing feather light kisses to your core as he slowly tugged the panties down your legs, humming as he scraped his teeth lightly against your skin, chuckling softly when your thighs twitched as he went over the stretchmarks, looking up at you with a smirk.

You couldn't make yourself look away if Jesus himself came down and told you it would save the world. Damn the world, Javier Peña was between your legs, sliding his tongue over the insides of your thighs before finally, finally putting it where you wanted it and sliding it firmly through your folds, flattening his tongue completely as you shuddered.

"Javi..." you moaned and dropped your head back, your eyelids finally fluttering shut. You whined though when as you'd pushed up towards javi's face, he was pushing you back down against the mattress and holding you there firmly, looking at you through his lashes.

He was holding your clit in his mouth, tongue massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves when you felt a finger nudge at your hole and then slip in ever so slowly. Your back arched and you moaned, your eyelids fluttering but not really opening.

Javi was moaning against you, pushing his hips down into the mattress as he groaned, sucking on your clit happily. The noises he was making were driving you up the wall, sending vibrations through you that had your legs shaking, whimpering happily and tangling your fingers tightly in his hair. "J-Javi.. fuck." You moaned, chewing on your lip as you looked down at him.

"Feels so good, Javi." Javi smirked a little against you, humming softly. He held eye contact with you, one hand still firmly gripping your hip as he slid a second finger into you and curling them up.

You let out a soft gasp, your hips jerking up a bit as he started thrusting and curling his fingers, his mouth still sucking on your clit while simultaneously massaging it with his tongue. His fingers were thrusting in and out of you, curling and twisting as he fucked you with them, his eyes glued to yours.

Eventually you started to tug on his hair, trying to bring him up with weak whines. Javi, who remembered how you'd begged him to kiss you that night, latching your lips to his whenever you had the chance, immediately caught on and let you pull him up into a breathy kiss. That night it took him no time to realized how much you liked to be kissed, how your breath would leave you and you would let out the cutest sound, he found it endearing, not to mention ironic because even though he didn't seem like the type- Javi was big on kissing.

There was something about the vanilla taste of most lipglosses, the soft stickiness it left behind, that made his heart purr and curl up like a warm kitten. Maybe it was the implication of a good time, or even just the soft intimacy of having someone kiss him, want him for something that didn't involve shoving a gun in someone's face or putting cold metal cuffs around their wrists.

Eating someone out was a close second to kissing them, a very very close second, and as much as he loved being buried in a tight, warm, wet pussy, those two things blew fucking out of the water. But, in his six year journey of thinking about you all the time, he came to realize that if he tried the scale on you, tried to think of which he preferred more, he couldn't even compare them.

It was corny as shit and if he thought about it too much it freaked him out, but evertyhing with you was his favorite thing. He wanted it all, all the time.

As he kissed you he eased in a third finger and pressed his thumb against your clit and slowly circling it, humming softly as you moaned against his mouth, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold him closer to you since he was still holding you down with that other hand.

With Javi this close to you, his cock laying heavily against you, his fingers fucking and massaging inside you, when he rediscovered your gspot you'd twitched around his fingers, he felt your nails dig into his shoulders, and your jaw went slack, breaking the kiss, but with no sound actually coming out.

"Ahí está. Apuesto a que me extrañó /tanto/." There she is. I bet she missed me /so much/. He purred, continuing to massage your g-spot, watching the way your eyelids fluttered and then finally closed, brows furrowing as you let out breathy moans, his name occasionally slipping out. "Doing so good for me, mamacita. Squeezing my fingers so well." Your stomach twitched when his warm precum started to dribble onto your stomach, ears burning at his words. "Javi." You shuddered. "You're being vulgar." You said softly.

"Oh, Querida... but she loves when i talk about her." He purred, starting to add more pressure to your clit and gspot, making you moan louder as your chest pressed up into his, your nails dragging down his back an inch before they stopped. "She just cries and throbs for me~" You shuddered and whimpered softly.

You wanted to have some kind of upperhand here, wanted to return the favor, so you gathered his precum from where it was pooling on your torso and gripped the base of his cock, watching as his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw clenched. "Fuck- you don't have to. Could probably cum just from this."

You shook your hand and drug your hand up slowly, watching the way his shoulders shuddered and his muscles trembled under the skin. The same way they had then when you touched him, the same way you'd felt them trembling that first night, and again at dinner, and again when you were dancing. Javi's muscles quaked every time you touched him, sometimes sending a full shiver through him, other times making his fingers twitch or his hand curl up and rub his palm like he was squeezing a stress ball.

"Wanna make you cum, Javi." You moaned and pushed down on his fingers, not matching the speed he was using. "Want you to cum in my mouth, though." You whined. "Only got to taste it once." He groaned and dropped his face into your neck, fucking into your hand a little, stopping his hand in favor of throughly massaging your gspot and clit with the same circular motions. When his hand slid from your hip and to the bottom of your abdomen, immediately pressing down, not enough to hurt you, but hard enough that everything felt a hundred times better.

"Javi- Javi I-I'm gonna..." your hand was moving sloppier now, a little slower as your orgasm started to demand its release from its six month prison. "Joder, sí, mamacita. Cum para mí. Empapa mis dedos- mierda- quiero ver esa cara bonita cuando te corras. Keep your eyes open." Fuck, yes. Cum for me. Soak my fingers- shit- I want to see that pretty face when you cum. He pressed his forehead against yours, groaning happily as he lazily fucked your hand, you wanted to taste him and he was happy to let that happen, but your hand felt so fucking good, so until you came down he was going to take a little advantage of that.

You came with a loud cry, arching your back as your legs trembled and you felt an unfamilar gushing feeling. You did your best to keep your eyes open, looking up into Javi's big brown ones made it a little easier. "There you go, baby. Fuck, look at you. Fucking gorgeous, especially when you cum." You shuddered and whined. "Did- did I-" "You did." Javi chuckled softly and kissed you softly as he circled your clit slowly, when your hips jerked away he stopped and kissed your neck. "Did so good for me, too." "You were trying to make me do that." "Well, duh. You said you haven't cum in months. Had to make the first one after a dry spell mind-blowing."

You blinked rapidly and shook your head slowly before kissing him deeply, sitting up and cupping his cheeks before you pulled away. "Sit back." He grinned and did as he was told, leaning back against your headboard and watching as you got between his legs, licking his lips slowly.

He set his hand on the back of your head, not pushing or tugging on your hair, just holding his hand there. You felt his other hand grasp at your fingertips and you coudn't help but smile against the skin of his stomach, sliding your hand up to lace your fingers together.

When you finally got to where he wanted your mouth, lips grazing over the length of his cock, he gasped and dropped his head back, muttering something in Spanish that was too quiet for you to hear good enough. You smiled and hummed softly before using your free hand to grasp the base of his cock before wrapping your lips around the tip and slowly sliding down, taking him all the way down your throat with just a little resistance, your throat not used to be stuffed so full.

"Fuck- look at you." Javi groaned, his brows furrowing as he looked down at you. "So pretty with my cock in your mouth." His hips jerked a bit, making you gag. "Joder. Lo siento, cariño. Lo siento." Fuck. I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry. He said softly, forcing himself to settle his hips back down against the mattress.

Once you felt your throat relax a bit around him you breathed in through your nose and started bobbing your head up and down, looking up towards him through your lashes. The sight was heavenly, Javi's eyes squeezed shut, his chest heaving as he panted and moaned, his hand gripping your hair while the other squeezed your hand, muttering under his breath.

With each pull up you pressed your tongue to the vein on the underside of his cock. When you got to his tip you'd stop there, focus on sucking there while your hand focused on the rest of his shaft, your tongue circled and pressed under the edge. Javi groaned loudly and gripped your hair a little tighter. "Maldita sea. Echaba de menos esa boca. Me arrastraría por el infierno sobre mis manos y rodillas si pudiera sentir esa boca para siempre." God damn. I missed that mouth. I'd crawl through hell on my hands and knees if I could feel that mouth forever. He dropped his chin to look down at you, pupils blown and eyes glossy.

He looked so pretty, sweat beading on his forehead and temples. You wondered briefly if you should've turned the air up a little, but ignored the thought and went back to bobbing your head, sucking harder whenever you got to his tip, your hand following your mouth's path.

It wasn't long before Javi's breathing got harsher, his moans became weak grunts and whimpers, and he was spilling into your mouth, his hips jerking up as his hand tugged on your hair and the other squeezed your hand. You were quick to swallow as much of it as you could, some of it spilling from your mouth and out the corners.

Javi looked down at you, panting heavily and shaking his head before he pulled you off of his cock with a soft pop. "C'mere." He mumbled, humming softly before sticking his tongue out and licking his cum from the corners of your mouth before kissing you deeply.

You moaned and kissed him back eagerly, grabbing onto his shoulders lightly as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him. "So beautiful, baby. So good at that, too. Fuck." He said softly, peppering you in little kisses as he laid the two of you back.

"You'll stay, right?" You looked up at him and he smiled softly. "Of course I will." He said softly. "We'll relax a little, calm down, and then we'll go take a shower, get some water, and then we can come back to bed, and get some rest."

You smiled and nodded happily, leaning in to kiss him again before laying your head in the crook of his neck. You laid there for about ten minutes before you showered, got some water, made sure to use the bathroom.

And then you were curled up with Javier again, curled up into his side as you nuzzled his neck, sighing happily. His hands were tracing your back like he'd done so long ago. Except, this time, Javi wasn't hesitant, didnt let minutes pass before he pulled you closer, his fingertips made full contact with your skin. His other arm was wrapped tightly around your waist, his lips pressing kisses to the top of your head.

You fell asleep pretty quickly, Javi's heart beat in his chest, his warm body pressed tightly against yours lulling you off faster than you would've liked.

You hoped Javi meant what he said earlier, about staying and being a better man for his family, you wanted him around, wanted to see him care for your daughter, kiss her booboos and soothe her after a nightmare. You wanted him to be there for every birthday, every christmas, every thanksgiving. You wanted Javi at every holiday and function you'd ever have to go to. You just hoped he wanted the same thing.

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Professor Maximoff Pt.2 (w.m)

Wanda G!PxFem Reader 

Part 2 hope yall enjoy it if not my messages are always open for requests 😉  (just noticed how many times i actually say requests are open oh god) hahaha.

Y/ns POV:

I wake up and stare up at the ceiling thinking about yesterday did that actually happen fuck I quickly get up to head to the bathroom to pee as my legs almost give in yep definitely happened I steady myself and head to the bathroom once I pee I get washed and brush my teeth as I head into the kitchen to see Nat with a smirk on her face "you finally done it you fucked her" I look at her shocked "wait what no I didn't" I protest making her laugh "dude I saw you straddling her about to get all freaky" I instantly feel my face heat up as I hide in my hands Nat continuing to laugh sliding me a cup of coffee "drink up buttercup, I need you energetic for tonight we're going to that new club with Maria and yelena" I groan completely forgetting we made plans "I'm not being the Babysitter tonight I'm getting wasted" I say with a laugh "finish your coffee so we can go shopping" I nod as I drink my coffee after 10 minutes I head to my bedroom to pick an outfit I decided to keep it simple denim shorts a white tee and white converse I fix my hair into a high ponytail as I put on some light make up after a few mins I smile happy with how I look "Nat you better be ready" I yell as I walk out into the living room "let's go hoe" she smirks as I grab my car keys heading out. 

Wandas POV:

I can't help thinking about the way she makes me feel the way I felt inside her mmh fuck, I'm quickly snapped out my thoughts with a cushion hitting my face "bucky that was uncalled for what the fuck" I hiss as he laughs hysterically "I was talking to you and you spaced out idiot I was trying to say I hope you remembered we have a night out tonight Tony planned it weeks ago one of his friends opening night for their new club" I clear my throat looking at him "oh course I remember least it's something different and not another house party" I say with a giggle as I stand up to go get ready it takes about an hour "I'm heading out I'll be back soon" I yell as I grab my keys and head to my car I honestly just want to go somewhere I don't want to be trapped in the house I head towards the park because its such a beautiful day a nice walk is gonna be perfect.

Y/ns POV: 

"Youre gonna look fucking sexy tonight y/n" Nat says with a smirk as we pull up to the house "I hope so, by the way what time is it" I say getting out and grabbing my bags "it's 3.46" we walk inside "time to start getting ready" i say as I walk away to my bedroom. 

3 hours later

"The girls are meeting us there" I say looking up from my phone as I put it into my bag "good I just wanna drink and dance" she says with a pout making me laugh as we pull up to the club I hand the driver some money and say thank you as we get out of the car and walk to the door "IDs ladies" the tall muscled bouncer asks as we both hand our IDs over "perfect enjoy your night girls" he says with a smile as we walk in the loud music hitting my ears as I look at Nat and smile as we link arms and walk towards the bar to order a drink "can I have vodka and coke please and a sex on the beach" I yell to the bartender as he nods letting us know he understood "i want to danceeeee" Nat says as she dances in time with the music making me laugh "yessssss bitchessss" I hear coming from behind us I turn to see Maria and yelena and smile waving at them "hey guys you look hotttt" I smirk as they twirl "why thank you y/n so do you" we all get our drinks and find a table after 2 hours we're all more than tipsy and I'm currently being dragged to the dancefloor "that blonde has been staring at you for an hour go ask her to dance" Nat yells as I turn to see a gorgeous girl staring at me as she looks at me she waves a little as I turn back to my friends "I can't ask a random girl to dance can i" I say as I feel a tap on my shoulder

"hey my names Alice I think your fucking beautiful do you maybe want to dance" she yells "hey I'm y/n and I would love too" I yell back as she grabs my hand unknowingly I had a pair of eyes I didn't notice on me most of the night, I grab Alice's waist as we dance in time to the music getting closer as the songs go on before I know it she's grinding into me as I wrap my arms around her following her lead I pull away laughing as I pull her back into me "I really need to sit for a minute and have a drink" I yell as we both laugh and sit at the table drinking our drinks I lost sight of the girls like 20 minutes ago but theyll be around somewhere "I love this song please come dance " Alice says grabbing my hand pulling me to the dancefloor as she dances against me my hands on her waist she turns and wraps her arms around me and presses her lips to mine as she places her hands on my ass I instinctively kiss her back as I feel someone pull my shoulder pulling me away from the kiss "y/n y/n y/n" I turn in shock as I see professor maximoff staring at me fuck she grabs my hand and looks at Alice "thanks for keeping her company but politely fuck off" she hisses her accent seeping through as she pulls me out of the club "professor maximoff what are you.." I'm cut off by her as we continue to walk towards her car "I've been watching you all night y/n the way you touched her the way she touched you no one touches what's mine'

I gulp at her tone as she opens the door telling me to get into the car I instantly jump in as she gets in "what am I going to do with you y/n" she says keeping her eyes on the road gripping the wheel tight her knuckles turning white "I.. I.. I don't know..I didn't know I wasn't a loud to dance with other people I don't belong to anyone I'm very much single I can kiss or dance or fuck who I want" she scoffs as her grip tightens "oh really" she hisses making me turn to face her as she pulls over into a secluded place "you're my professor we fucked once yesterday I'm not your girlfriend as much as I would love that I'm not I didn't think I was doing anything wrong " get out she says coldly, nah there's no way "you..uh  you're not gonna leave me here are you" I say feeling tears pool in my eyes as she gets out the car and opens my door making me turn to face her as she fixes my hair out my face "of course I'm not I'd never do that but I do need you out of the car princess" I get our still a little sceptical "I promise I'm not leaving you here kitten" she whispers leading me to the hood of the car gently bending me over it as her hands wander my body making me moan at her touch "mommy... pl..please" I breath out as she pulls my dress up over my hips leaving gently kisses on my neck "do you know how hard it was seeing her all over you all I wanted to do was fuck you right then and there infront of her and everyone else" she whispers into my ear turning me on "you should have mommy" I smirk as her hands rub my tits squeezing gently sucking my neck "please I need you" I whimper breathlessly as I try to grind my ass against her bulge I hear her giggle as she unzips her pants pushing them down along with her boxers "I've been thinking about how amazing it feels to be deep inside you Babygirl all fucking day" I let out a moan as she rubs the head of her cock through my wet folds "uhh fuck mommy just like that" I moan out as I feel her press into my entrance "so wet and tight kitten, this is mine" she moans sliding all 8 inches inside me slowly "only...for....you mommy" I scream out as I feel her brush my gspot she grips my hips and starts to thrust harder and faster both of us just needing to cum and feel eachother, "I need you everyday Babygirl " she grunts thrusting faster as we both moan I feel my body being pushed into the car more the harder she pounds into my cunt "shit yes don't stop!" I scream out as I try to grip onto the car I feel her thrusts getting sloppy "mmmh fuck mommy cum deep inside me please" I beg making her release inside me as I cum all down her cock both of us panting trying to catch our breath "you look even more beautiful when your spread out taking my cock " she whispers into my as we fix ourselves she grabs my waist pulling me into her for a deep kiss making me melt into it once air becomes a problem she pulls away "stay with me tonight y/n" I bite my lip and nod as we get back into the car and drive to her house. 

AN: this is shittttt but its still an update haha hope yall enjoy if not I apologise haha anyway have a great day/night word count is 1.8k as always requests are open stay hydrated babes.

[thefrontofmymind]

matty healy x reader ig blurb

FC: Rachel Sennott

yninstagram 🙄🙄

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ynfan1 slayyyy

ynfan2 is this yn saying she’s gay??? (not to speculate on people’s sexuality!!)

>yninstagram only like 50% of the time lol

yninstagram i’m a pretty pretty princess, suck on that. 💕

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ynfan1 she is literally so gorgeous

1975fan1 lmao why did matty like this post????

>1975ynfan1 yn is friends with charli so they probably met at some point

ynfan2 OMG I HAVE THAT TOP

>yninstagram twinsssss

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yninstagram vegas babyyyyy

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trumanblack stop eating snacks in my bed

>yninstagram i will when you eat this snack in bed

>ynfan1 YN OMG 

ynfan2 she’s literally so hot

ynfan3 yall ever been jealous of a rose???

yninstagram doing my best matty healy mirror selfie pose

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ynfan1 im SO obsessed with those pants

trumanblack you failed.

>yninstagram well you’ll have to give me some more coaching

1975ynfan1 a yn/1975 was not on my bingo card for 2023 but im not mad about it

yninstagram been cooking almost naked for years now when will i get wifed up??

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ynfan1 I AM BEGGING LET IT BE ME

charli_xcx sexxiiii

trumanblack be patient

>1975fan1 ok so should we just assume that yn and matty are together then??

>1975fan2 seems like it!

yninstagram rockstar girlfriend but make it slutty ballerina

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ynfan1 im so obsessed with this look

rass1975 ew gross heinekin

>yninstagram fuck u 2 then

ynfan2 NEED this dress

1975fan1 IS THIS A CONFIRMATION????

>1975fan2 I THINK SO????

yninstagram save a horse (a.k.a. lewk for the Hollywood Bowl)

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ynfan1 truly the fashion icon of our generation

ynfan2 omg its rockstar girlfriend doing rockstar girlfriend things

1975fan1 she is truly so iconic i love her so much

charli_xcx I hope Matthew can fight

[imobsessedwiththeatre]

Im sorry, but I think im leaving tumblr, its too much for me and im only an minor girl and I think I wont waste my time on it... bye

-Auntie Sophie.

PRIMA APRILIS BITCHESSSS😍

[youareinlovetv]

ALL my thoughts on ttpd in one post:

fortnight is not what i expected at ALL and it's so insane like.. oh my god. this is slut all over again

POST MALONE'S VOCALS ARE SO GOOD IN THIS SONG TOO OH MY GODDD

the same can be said with the title track. it's so weird to me how it's melancholic like this i thought it would be absolutely devastating

she ate with the lyrics on it though "we're two idiots" yes you are bitchessss

my boy only breaks his favorite toys... insane. that's all i have to say

down bad is CRAZYYY like the thing at the beginning goes so hard and it feels like slut but way way more devastating and not happy

"fuck it if i can't have him" hurts me she is so hurt i need to hug her!!!!!!

so long london genuinely might be one of the best songs she has ever written and produced because holy fucking shit

THE BEGINNING?? HER VOCALS?? SO MAGICAL???

and then she just spits out fact after fact like joe is shaking

"you swore that you loved me but where were the clues, i died on the alter waiting for the proof" this line. hurts me. so much. she's so fucking evil i can't i can't i literally CANT

at first i thought 'but daddy i love him' was about joe but apparently it's about matty??? ok then

she is such in denial but i'm proud of her for putting it on the album!!

i forgot what lyric but the one abt him being her whole world broke me (i thought it was abt joe though so...)

i dont rlly have anything to say about fresh out the slammer other than its definitely about joe and him protecting her from the paparazzi and shit and it just makes me sad

FLORIDA IS. CRAZY OH MY GODDDDDDD

ok first of all. the buildup and the chorus is insane

and FLORENCE'S VOCALS??? HELLO???

the bridge kills me too

the first lyric of guilty as sin having blue in it... shut up

who's afraid of little old me is INSANE and BATSHIT and BULLSHIT and crazy and what the absolute fuck

THE VOCALS ATE. THE VOCALS ATE SO SO HARD

AND THE BACKGROUND VOCALS WHAT THE FUCK??? THE "OOOOOOOH OOOOOOOOH"S BEFORE THE CHORUS HELLO???

god this song hurts it's so anti-hero coded i can't

i can fix him is another one of those songs i cant comment on yet bc im still processing it eizosdfhasoihd

loml is so painful

when she said "loss of my life" i was gagged. literally gagged

it's so sad beautiful tragic but cranked up to 10 and i can't take it anymore

I CAN DO IT WITH A BROKEN HEART. THIS IS LIKE. MY FAVORITE SONG ON THE ALBUM. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THE PRODUCTION??? THE TEMPO?? IT'S SO SO SO SO GOOD AAAAAAAAAA ITS SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT GOES SO HARD WHAT DRUG DID SHE PUT IN THIS SONG

THE CHORUS IS SO ADDICTING

"LIGHTS CAMERA BITCH SMILE". GAGGGGGGGGEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ITS THE PERFECT SONG. EVER.

the smallest man who ever lived is so savage. she ate

ratty deserves it

thats all

THE ALCHEMY IS SO CUTE!!! UGHHH TRAVIS IS SO GOOD TO HER I CANTTTTTT

i truly don't know how to feel about clara bow like. it's a good song but i genuienly dont know

BUT her saying "you look like taylor swift" gave me goosebumps idk why

ok to be honest overall the bonus songs imo aren't as good as the main album

they're still GOOD but not as good

i don't have much to say about them because i've listened to them but i still need to process them so maybe i can reblog this later with my thoughts abt them but yeah

all i can say is KIM being hidden in thank you aimee gagged me

and the manuscript ate....

this album. is so good. i can't

it's so so so good that's all thank you for reading

[lv3buzzz]

Frankie, my mate

You really helped me out when I was shadowbanned

( Well for starters, you told ke that I was shadowbanned and all the emotional support too )

SO PAYBACK TIME BITCHESSSS

A lil shitty powerpoint collage I made <3

Link to playlist-

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2pVjh7R28QDxDXx28YOMjL?si=-jBowIuWSPedn9xlp2XvFw&pi=a-uIbAM0XJRmWw

In laws should be like you fr

finally answering this instead of staring at it and giggling /pos

did all the necessary googling to help you win the battle against tumblr that i have lost one too many times

HOW IS THAT SHITTY?

EVERY SINGLE THING IN THERE IS LITERALLY ME

ITS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT YOU REMEMBERED ALL THAT?! IM DKSKDJDJ

THE MARAUDERS?? 70S VIVIENNE WESTWOOD?? THE SMITHS?? MCR?? HOLE?? COURTNEY?? LANA?? PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER?? THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW?? MONSTER ENERGY (loml)?? CONAN GRAY?? WINONA RYDER?? KURT COBAIN?? CHAPPELL ROAN?? SIR CHLOE?? TODD ANDERSON?? JEFF BUCKLEY?? MITSKI?? THE LESBIAN ROBOTS??

all (mostly) small things ive mentioned to you and you still included them.

AND SWAGALICIOUS SJDJDJ. i think thats mt word now

AND I LOVW THOSE FUCK THE PATRIARCHY THUNGS ON PINTEREST. THEYRE SO RIOT GRRRL I HAVE A WHOLE BOARD FULL OF THEM DJDJD

thank you for loving my weezer blue buddy holly eyes 🙏

will male manipulate anyone /j no one can manipulate me cus im already one step ahead😔

I HAD A WHOLE HEART PALPATATION OR WHATEVER IDK WHAT THAT MEANS BUT IT CAME TO MT HEAD

AND THE PLAYLIST?? ITS SO PRETYYDYDUHDDJ

EVEN THE COVER IS SO ME ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY

AND YOU ADDED THIS SONG IS A CURSE. FRANK IERO MY ABSOLUE BELOVED

SORRY I HAVENT PROCESSED IT YET BUT IM SO GREATFUL DJDJJD THANK YOU SM???

[catharsis-in-darkness]

Grief of Hearts Pt. 1

pairing: Ricky Olson x OFC Iris

warnings/tropes: slow burn, enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, smut, language,

summary: Iris' passion has always been passionate about music, specifically her band. What happens when she gets to open for her favorite band of all time and finally gets to meet her heroes?

author's note: enjoy this emotional rollercoaster yall

word count: 1011 words

Iris Hart

"Ya know I was thinking about it, and I think we should try to do some more ballads Riri." My best friend Nora told me from her place sitting at her drum kit.

I looked at her and raised my brow.

"What happened to 'oh my god Iris I want to hear you scream your lungs out, this song is too soft'??" I mocked her in a high-pitched tone.

"I'm just saying," She shrugged.

"Our most popular songs have more singing in them than screaming. Maybe we should try to do it more."

"I think she might be right Iris." Arlo said while grabbing his guitar from its stand.

I let out a groan. I have nothing against them wanting to do a different style of song, I just don't want to completely give up our bands sound to be popular. From the start, this was never about becoming famous. This has always been about making music that's genuine. I heard a scream making me flinch.

"WHAT'S UP BITCHESSSS!!" Carter, our bass player yelled walking into the garage.

"Do you have to do that every time?" Nora asked with a mug on her face. I let out a laugh and gave Carter a hug.

"Yes, Yes I do." He smiled innocently.

"Honestly, it keeps things interesting." I chuckled.

"Whatever, let's start with Psychopath." Nora said rolling her eyes.

"So I've been writing this song, it needs a little work though. I feel like the verses and chorus don't mesh well." I told the group as we sat in my basement. I pushed my hair behind my ear, grabbing my notebook showing them the lyrics. Before anyone could say anything, I was interrupted by my phone ringing. Our manager Asher was calling.

"Hey, Ash what's up?" I asked as I answered, putting him on speakerphone.

"Okay, so BIG news! I have a tour lined up for you guys!" He stated excitedly.

"Really with who?!?" Arlo asked.

"The one and only, MOTIONLESS IN WHITE!!!" Ash practically screamed through the phone.

We all gave each other excited glances.

"THE Motionless In White, wants us on tour with them?!?" I asked, my heart beating faster than it ever has.

"YES!! The tour starts in a month. I guess, Chris heard Ten Thousand Screams and wants you guys to open for them!!" Ash told us.

"I mean obviously we're gonna say yes! Right guys?" I asked before seeing everyone else looking at me with disbelief.

"Okay, Perfect! I will let them know you guys are in! I'll send you updates!" Ash said before abruptly ending our call.

"Guys... WERE GOING ON TOUR!!" I screamed before jumping around excitedly.

"OUT OF EVERYONE?!? MOTIONLESS FUCKING IN WHITE WANTS US TO TOUR WITH THEM?!?" Carter screamed.

"WE MADE IT GUYS!!" I yelled before forcing everyone into a group hug.

"You guys are literally so dramatic." Nora said pushing all of us off of her.

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"So, I found this band. They're called "Grief Of Hearts" and they're really fucking good." I told all of the guys, while we were at practice.

"No shit! I've heard of them, their song 'Psycopath' is so fucking good!" Vinny said while looking at me with wide eyes.

"I've invited them on tour, so hopefully they'll be willing to join!" I exclaimed. Vinny looked the most excited, while Rick, Ryan, and Justin looked confused.

"Let's hope they're actually good..." Ricky said, looking away from me.

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Iris Hart

"Hey Guys! I just wanted to come on stream to give you guys an announcement!" I smiled at all the people commenting.

"We are officially going on tour with Motionless In White and Knocked Loose!!" I let out.

"Starting September 16th, We will be opening for the Scoring The End Of The World Tour!!!" I exclaimed. My heart was racing. We have never been apart of something this big. Yes, we have done many shows, but nothing this fucking huge.

"The guys and I will be giving you guys updates! So stay tuned, and make sure to follow us on all of our social media!" I told them, before reading some of the comments.

"Honestly, I've never been this nervous for a show before. I know we're just openers, but this is huge for us!" I said, replying to a comment.

I stayed on the stream for a little longer before ending it. I honestly couldn't believe I would be touring with my favorite fucking band. I'll finally be able to meet the men that quite literally saved my life.

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"Okay, we've got everything?" I questioned. I don't want to have to come back and knowing these dipshits something will be left behind.

"We're all set!" Arlo told me.

"I'm 90% sure we're not missing anything!" Carter said.

"90 percent?" Nora asked with her brow raised.

"Yes Nora, 90%. If anything's missing I will personally pay for it." Carter smiled at her innocently.

I rolled my eyes at them before starting the GPS towards Scranton. It was longer than a 24hr drive, so hopefully I wouldn't lose my mind making it there.

"Arlo, you're okay switching out halfway through right?" I asked skeptically.

"Yes, of course! Anything to get away from them." He said, side eyeing Nora and Carter who were arguing over who got the back seat.

"EVERYONE SIT YOUR ASSES DOWN!" I yelled startling them. They slowly made their ways to their seats. The small sprinter van we rented wasn't much, but it fit all of us. That's all that we needed. Something reliable and spacious. Honestly, we needed something a bit bigger, but we couldn't afford much. I'm praying to whatever or whoever is out there, that this trip won't send me on a psychotic break.

With that, I started the long ass drive from Colorado to Pennsylvania. The lovely sounds of my band mates filling my ears. I connected my phone to the car, playing 'Bleed the Freak' by Alice in Chains trying to drown everything out. I cannot wait to get the fuck out of this van, even though we just got into it.

Part 2

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CUE DEMONIC SCREECHING OH MY GODDDDD THIS CHAPTERR!!!!!! MAWIANAAAA THE DRAGON A1 THOSE FUCKING CODES CHARLIE CODECICLE-ING OUT THE REFERENCE TO THE STORY AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I CANT FUCKIGN FORMULATE THIUGHTS ITS JUST FUCKING HYPE IM GRINNING LIKE A DUMABSS THAT WAS SO GYADDAMN AMAZIGNG BEHJJRFBJJCEONJDBHC THEYRE GOING HOOOOOMEEEE EUEUEUEUEUUEUUWUAAAAAAAAAAA get out of there dragon go be silly!!! fuck the feds and ough him getting ptsd from seeing a1 and his mind flashing to tilin :( why must you hurt me this way AND HE POCKETED THE FUCKING GUN I SAW THAT HES GETTING JUANAFLIPPA HER FUCKING TOY BITCHESSSS!!!!!!! cough. this was fucking incredible. loved this frfr. your writing is always amazing. one thousand heart emojis

Oh my gosh!!! I'm glad you enjoyed!! Hoping to post the next chapter soon enough.... it's very sweet :)

[justhere2procrastinate]

Update on Ghosts of Umbara so you guys don’t think I’ve completely abandoned itttt ( @annwunder would literally murder me in my sleep if I dared)

The 4K word essay is written. The 5k portfolio is written. They just need editing & formatting. I’m aiming to submit both by Monday. And once I do, ITS WRITING TIME BITCHESSSS