#MA BABYYYYY
Text
#MA BABYYYYY#this collab just cured my illness#hiiro amagi#ensemble stars#enstars#sanrio#sketch#drawing#alkaloid
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
just got my first f class average oh mutuals we're really in it now
#SILLY PROBLEM I KNOW IM JUST VERY ANXIOUSY#cause my parents still check my grades and ma gets iffy about 70s and i reaallyyyyy dont need that rn#ugh im never taking that many classes in one semester again ive learned my lesson ok#ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#former gifted kid moment#i know i can bring my average back up and what to do moving forward and everything#it's the telling family members part that's scary#CANT BELIEVE IM 19 AND I STILL WORRY ABOUT STUFF LIKE THIS#its probably not that uncommon but i feel like a babyyyyy every time i worry about anything related to my parents approval
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 / • 𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐫
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ; 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘪 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳.
(𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙚𝙢!) /𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧.
𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘵𝘷, 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘥𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘪 & 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘭.
i hummed quietly as i slightly pulled up my olive colored stringed tube too, examining my now bigger backside through my matching colored leggings, with jewelry to top the outfit off, with a slick back ponytail.
i never felt more beautiful in the world. i mean, after dealing with postpartum depression when i had davi, took a toll on my mental and it effected mostly how i viewed myself, mostly how i looked.
but ney made sure i wasn’t going through it alone. even sitting out for the season for me, which he didn’t have to do, but it was along the lines of “i love you more than ever, why wouldn’t i?”.
best husband i could ever ask for right?
finishing putting on my last anklet, i grabbed me purse, before i opened our shared bedroom door, walking downstairs as i was met with neymar watching tv, just putting down davi for bed.
“tudo bem papi, estou saindo para hoje à noite!” i said, before i bent down to reach my shoes, before being met with my handsome husband, just blatantly staring, like analyzing what i was wearing. ["alright papi, im leaving for tonight!"]
“is it something wrong?” I asked before neymar stood up, walking over to me, his tall figure just standing over me. mnm.
“não... mas sua roupa, é problema meu. você não vai sair com essa roupa meu amor.” neymar shook his head, before slightly leaning against the wall before i kissed my teeth in a attempt to win him over. [“nope...but your outfit, is my problem. your not going out in that outfit my love.”]
“but babyyyyy! i thought this was ‘hubby approved?’” i whined, walking up to him, hoping that he would change his mind on the outfit. i like when he’s like that, possessive, but he wasn’t overly possessive. he just didn’t want anyone to see what was his.
“it is...but i know...you look this good? you might be hiding something under these leggings...your ass is moving way too much princess.” neymar smiled, wrapping his arms around me as he kissed my lips, before burying his face inside of my neck, making me break out in giggles.
“stop-neyyyy! why are you feeling in my pantsss?-” you kept squirming in his arms, before his hands successfully made it to the inside of your tights before he felt around your ass…
he stopped before he felt a thin string run across his hand, standing back, as he felt himmself run hard…just from rubbing against you, he knew you had on a thong, not let alone a g-string.
“princesa, puxe-os para baixo e deixe-me ver o que você está vestindo.” neymar demanded, his demeanor just turning me on in seconds…wet. [“princess, pull them down and let me see what you're wearin’”]
pouting and just irritated in general about the whole ordeal, i whined, him not budging at all. still.
cockblocker.
“what did i say?” his accent was present in his english.
“ugh…fine.” I rolled my eyes, pulling my pants before revealing a black thong, causing him to bite his lip…just examining me and my figure , how natural my curves were and how my body snapped back just easily after birthing davi.
“are you trying to tempt me? by sneaking out in a thong mu amour?” neymar teased slightly, giving me that gaze.
wetted my underwear that fast-
“no…it’s just panties. what’s the big deal?” i sassed, before neymar chuckled, pulling me back swiftly, before his hand was around my throat just like that.
“or should i fix that attitude of yours? you wouldn’t wanna wake up davi would you?” neymar challenged, as my lip was tucked in my bottom teeth, feeling my legs go weak just from him putting me in my place that fast.
before huffing “no papi.” i responded, before he let go, his hands running back down my ass, gripping it in his hands, just caressing it before his lips made it to my ear.
(i have a thing for tatted hands…)
“so be a good girl and change for me. and drop the attitude.” neymar spoke, his breath hitching in my ear as he moved closer, making me whimper, sprinkled with a moan in this midst.
“okay…” i smiled, trailing off before walking back to our shared room, changing my underwear.
a short few minutes later, i walked back downstairs, to be smart, i put on his favorite pink laced panties he bought me for valentines day, standing in front of him.
“better now?” i huffed before standing up. neymar felt a heartbeat down there…the throbbing sensation grew the more he stared…and in his favorite panties? i was bound to be fucked up…
“way much better. covers up nicely.” neymar sarcastically spoke, before you could pull up or grab your leggings from the floor, neymar pulled you by your panties, causing me to fall on him.
“neyyy! i have to go! im gonna be-ouuu shit.” you felt him slap your ass, before softly sucking on your sweet spot, as i caressed his head.
“shhh…eles podem esperar, deixe-me provar baby antes de você sair... foda-se.” neymar muttered across your skin, before slapping your ass again, causing euphoric thoughts to take over as he repeatedly attacked my spot, sucking on it. [“shh, they can wait, let me get a taste baby, before you leave...fuck.”]
i guess im never leaving the house anytime soon…without any more inspections. i don’t mind it tho.
first neymar fic bc im obsessed, give me suggestions!, lemme know how i did loves!
#neymar#neymar x reader#neymar imagines#neymar one shot#neymar smut#neymar jr#neymar jr imagine#neymar fluff#football imagine#football fanfic#football x reader#neymar junior#football#football smut#possesiveness#neymar x black reader#black reader x neymar
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
girls night in
summary: jack has a day off and it’s the day your girl’s night it, jack does everything in his power to make you stay and cuddle him.
requested by a lovely anon.
you're alarm started going off waking you and jack.
you tried to get up but jack pulled you back down wanting you to stay with him as long as possible.
“jack i need to get up move.”
"no." "jack baby I'm serious, i have places to be, up"
"i'm serious to, im not getting up, its my only off day in two weeks and your spending the night out?"
jack looked at you, finally opening his eyes and putting a pout on your lips.
"jack, shes coming in town for four day's and this is the only day she can actually see me, i love you but i see you everyday."
"i know ma but.."
"let me up so i can get ready please."
jack let out a loud sigh and lifted his arm letting you out his grip.
you got up and jack followed behind you trying to get you to stay.
“jack baby, i love you so so so much but stop following me around like a loss puppy.”
“but-“
“go make the bed for me if your not going back to bed.”
“yes ma’am.”
jack went to make the bed while you brushed your teeth.
jack came back in the bathroom to see you washing your face.
“ma please stay with me.”
“jackman thomas.”
“whatttt?”
jack put his arms around your waist and rested his head in the crook of your neck.
“jack my love i have to get ready, how about this, when i get back home we’ll have a movie marathon and cuddle until we fall asleep?”
“not good enough.” jack mumbled in your neck slightly tickling you.
“what baby?”
jack slightly lifted off you and repeated himself.
“jack baby i need to go out today, do you want to come with us?”
“no i want to stay home on my off day.”
you pulled jack off of you and want to your vanity.
you started applying your makeup while jack pulled a chair next to you and looked at you.
“what you looking at baby?”
“you..you’re so pretty.”
“aww thank you jack, i love you pretty boy.”
“i love you to mamas, you staying now?”
“did you only say that so i can stay?”
“of course not baby but if i did would it work?”
“no.”
“wowww.”
you laughed while jack went to get in the bed.
“jack dont mess up my bed.”
“im nott.”
“jack you’re literally a man child.”
“im not!!”
“you are my love.”
you put on your playlist of jacks music and started singing along while yu finished your makeup.
you finally finished and went to your closet.
you took ten minutes to pick a decent outfit and once you were dressed you took off your bonnet and your box braids fell out.
you styled your hair and started putting on your shoes to head out.
jack got in front the door starfish style to block the door.
“baby move!”
“stay homeeee!!”
“jackman thomas harlow, move out my damn way.”
“babyyyyy.”
jack slid on the wall like a dramatic seen in a movie.
you tried to move past jack but he clung onto your leg and held you tight.
“you know what, im staying.”
“REALLY?!”
“yea baby, but i better get the best dick i ever got.”
“shitt lets go.”
“hold on i need to call my girl and let her know.”
“fineee.”
jack started walking to the bedroom while you called kenyaa.
“im sorry kenyaa i’ll fly out to you soon i cant make it jack is getting on my nerves.”
“its fine, let me know what happens.”
“of course. details and everything.”
“you know itt.”
you hung up and started heading to the bedroom to find jack getting undressed and ready for you.
#jack harlow#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow fluff#jackman thomas harlow#jack harlow x y/n#jack harlow imagine#jack harlow fanfic#jack harlow x you
203 notes
·
View notes
Note
Matt with a GIRLY ASS GF, I’m talking feminine energy coquette, bows, pink, I want it ALL😫😫 I can’t the thought of Matt having masculine energy being protective over his gf, I know it’s not a request request more like an idea, you can go about however you’d like, but plssss
Dally
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: A short little imagine about Matt with a girly girl for a girlfriend🎀💞
Warning⚠️: None, honestly I’m not 100% what tf coquette is LOLL, or like being a girly girl, so I tried my best. It’s also super short because it was more of like a blur idea I had, but I hope you enjoy🥹
Song for the imagine: Primadonna- MARINA
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can’t help that I need it all
Pink, bows, teddy bears, sparkles, more pink, more bows. I mean that was my whole lifestyle. I loved everything girly ever since I was a little girl.
Most of the time boys ran away when they would see my room. Scared at how girly and dainty it was. However when I showed Matt my room his eyes lit up.
To see this tattooed, rugid, dark person in my bright pink filled room made my heart flutter. I mean totally not his aesthetic, but somehow we worked together?
My room was full of pink and white, teddy bears, there were bows on everything, sparkles, dainty white curtains, light pink carpets. I mean it was like Paris Hilton threw up everywhere. To see Matt look at everything with a smile on his face. To watch him sit on my bed, his black outfit clashing against my bright room.
Matt was so adorable. I mean he’d let me do whatever I wanted with him, but would also turn around and snap someone’s neck for me. He was so overprotective of me, often giving men looks and comments if they ever tried to say anything to me.
But then that same night we’d be laying in my bed as I mindlessly tied bows in his hair to make us laugh. Laughing at how silly he looked as I laid a kiss on his lips while we giggled. And snapping pictures for instagram.
Matt loved buying me gifts, and making sure I sat at home looking pretty for him. I’d wake up to a new package almost everyday. Pink boots, a white shirt with bows, more bows for my hair, a new teddy bear for my collection, cardigans, makeup….I mean everything I ever wanted Matt got for me.
I sat at home primping myself for him as he was out there working to bring home money. I always felt bad, but it was something Matt insisted I do. He wanted me to sit still and look pretty for him.
He used to take me shopping, but the last time we went to the mall he almost got into a fight with some guy hitting on me. Honestly I was ignoring the guy, so I didn’t even know he was saying things to me.
Up until Matt moved me out the way and got in the guys face. I mean security had to step in. That was the last time we went out. Matt said “I can’t have my precious baby getting disrespected by random creeps”. I mean agree, but also I missed shopping
Because of this Matt gave me his card information, so anything I wanted I could just buy. I bought one thing, and I just didn’t like to buy stuff without asking.
However recently I’ve been very into coquette style, and Matt has no idea what that means, so he just tells me to swipe his cards and do as I please. I haven’t because I like to ask permission first.
I’ve been eyeing these shoes for a few weeks now, and they’re $250. Something Matt would say is nothing, but to me that’s so expensive. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them though. I had a tab open on them and stared at them for hours on end.
Finally one day I decided to text Matt
Matt🧸
-Hi babyyyyy :)
-Hi my precious baby!
-I have a question….
-what’s up?
-sooo there’s these coquette shoes I want, and I’ve been eyeing them for sooo long
-what is it with this coquette shit??
-IDKKK, but I love them. They’re the perfect coquette aesthetic
-Coquette this….coquette that…how about you coquette a job😀
-Matt…. That’s not funny😐
-I’m kidding, baby! Charge the Amex. How many times do I have to tell you? Get whatever you want!!
-Nooo I hate doing that. I like to ask permission before buying anything with your money😔
-baby I earn this money for you! I love seeing you in your outfits with your shoes. I love seeing you happy. So please get whatever you want!❤️
-okay baby. Thank you 🥹
-Of course my love💞🎀
Matt was the best thing to ever happen to me. I was able to be me because he loved me for me. And I’m sure he loved me for my pink lingerie sets I always had on deck for him….
The End
Y’all…..IDFK WHAT THIS IS OK😭😭 idk anything about a girly girl aesthetic or coquette, so I did what I could😔. However I hope you enjoyed🥹🖤🖤
-J💅🏽
#sturniolo triplets imagines#matt sturniolo fanfic#matt sturniolo x reader#sturniolo fanfic#matthew sturniolo x reader
219 notes
·
View notes
Text
Thinkin’ Bout You
Spooky Diaz x fem!reader
Word count: 1.2k
Content warning: 18+, gets a little hot at the end, overall fluff and mush, everyone’s in love and high, reader smokes weed, reader described to have thick thighs (of course tf), pretty sure I'm missing some sorry
A/N: I took a break from my break to post this lol I was gonna leave this as a stand-alone(it can still be read as such) but honestly? it’s giving two and counting lore… so I’ll put it as a part of that series.
(not mine, got it off pinterest but awooogaa!)
Friday. What a glorious day to be off work. You slept in, hell you'd say you deserved putting up all those work hours at the hospital, and after finally crawling out of bed you rolled a small joint for the morning, and smoked it on the balcony outside your bedroom. The neighbourhood was quiet, the air was crisp and a bit cold but it's nothing one of Spooky's sweaters couldn't fix. You wrap your arms around you, the sweater is warm and it smelt like his cologne, you close your eyes and smile at just the mere thought of him. You always think about him it was crazy how one man consumed your entire being but you were so glad it was him.
You wished he was home, wished he was here to smoke with you but he got called into work earlier than usual, you didn't even get a goodbye kiss which you were missing right now, the vacancy of those lips— soft as a cloud and always on top of yours so delicately— depending on the context of course.
Without him here the day seemed to pass on slower, you checked the time what seemed like every ten minutes which also didn't help. To distract yourself you clean and cook, call your mom until she is ready to, quote, "Go and do her own thing." And hung up on you.
You lay upside down on the couch, feet crossed as they hang over the back of the couch and your head hangs off the seat cushions, Living Single reruns consumed your screen. You were well distracted until you heard a car door slam and various keys jingling together, you sat up and gripped the back of the couch for dear life.
The lock turns.
The door opens.
And there he is. You scream with excitement. "Hi, babyyyyy."
He chuckles, not even ten seconds inside and you already had him smiling. "Hola mi corazón."
You roll off the sofa and run over to your man, leaping and wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. He squeezes you so tightly you swear he'd crack a few bones but in the name of love, you wouldn't care. You pepper his face with kisses before you finally land on his lips and you mould into him, his hands firmly grasping your ass that barely fits in your shorts.
He smiles in the middle of your kiss and it's an instant chain reaction. "Missed me that much?"
"You have no idea."
He gives you another small kiss before he puts you down and you fight the urge to pout and demand to be picked back up, you just want to live in his skin 24/7, but you let him catch his breath. Let him put away his things, grab a Corona while you ogle him and the way his enormous arms flexed when he twisted the cap off and the foaming bubbles sliding their way to the top... almost spilling over... but then he saves it with tongue. You lick your bottom lip and zoom in on the involuntarily sexual act, oh, and the way his Adam's apple bobbed with every sip... fuck.
"Bebita," He calls. You slowly nod, still in your love-stricken daze. "You're droolin' a little bit ma."
You rub your chin and frown at him, there is no drool. He winks at you and you turn your face to the side to avoid any more butterflies in your stomach. "You smoke already?"
You nod. "Wanna smoke again or you good?" He sat his blunt, which magically appeared from his jeans, between his lips and nodded to the back door. "Nah, I'll smoke with you."
"Good, vamos."
•••••
Your head lays in his lap, his hand cupped your cheek and his thumb caressed your skin. After you two smoked, you ate and had a blissfully shared shower, now you were sprawled out on the sofa still high as fuck watching Bridget Jones's Diary, he remembered you uttered something about wanting to watch a rom-com for once. You were in the mood to watch a love story, "or something."
But you were hardly paying attention to the screen, so lost in your own world of love, you pinch his chin aiming his at an angle so he'd look down at you. Make eye contact.
"Do you think about me?" A question asked so innocently. "Course I do, baby."
You run your finger down the column of his neck, over the lump of his Adam's apple. "What do you think about?"
He pauses the movie and focuses on you. "What's this about?"
"Nothing."
"You pregnant?"
You hit him. "Spooky! No!" He was obsessed with the idea of a baby. "Just answer my question."
He sighs, nostrils flair, he hated telling his deepest feelings but, "I think about you... and me, and what our life could be like. We could get married, could have a couple of kids. I always thought about gettin' like a summer house or something. Hit it every summer with them."
You smiled. "You think about all that?"
"Fuck yeah. I see us dropping them off on their tío, he watches them... we still get to have some us time, dates, trips...whatever you want."
You swear he makes you fall in love with him all over again at least once a week. "You think I haven't pictured the wedding? I know what I'll say in my vows already."
"Liar," You teased.
"Mi amor, the day I saw you-"
You quickly cover his mouth it'd be like spoiling a movie you hadn't seen yet. He licked your palm but you were quick to wipe it on his face. "Puta." He muttered. "Bastardo." You retaliated. "So how many kids do we have?" You sit up and adjust yourself so that you are now sitting with your back against the support of the couch and drape your legs over his thighs, the cold metal of his rings hits your hot skin when his hand contacts your leg. "Five."
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" You exclaim. "I've seen childbirth live and I think we can have one and a dog." He rolls his eyes. "Fine, whatever."
He leans over to kiss your forehead. "You think about me?"
"Once in a while." You joke, his jaw drops. "Once in a while!? That's how you feel? Ay, cariño, you're breaking mi corazón."
You place your hand over his and offer him a side smile before you kiss his cheek. "The way I jumped on you when you came home isn't proof enough."
He pulls you on top of him, your legs now sitting on each side of him with his hands gleefully squeezing every pound of flesh that makes up your thunder thighs that spread every time you sit and it makes him call them pancakes sometimes. "I might need a refresher."
"Oh, getting short-term memory already, Diaz?" You hum pressing your lips to his. "Just a little bit." He answers. Your hands fumble with the bottom of his shirt, he raises his arms and you break the kiss for just a second before you're back with tongues in each others throats and you're making out as if you're life depended on it, as if he's being shipped off to war and you don't know if he's coming back. Now it was your turn to pull back in need of some air. His smile is shaky, almost like a shy expression.
"Still kinda hazy."
You rid yourself of your top, with nothing under it.
"Oh don't worry," You lean in. "I'm about to make it real clear."
Not tagging anyone in this, I'm just testing something.
if you liked this fic, feel free to like this fic, reblogs and comments are appreciated.
peace and love, see you in the next one🤙🏾
#on my block#spooky fanfic#fluff#on my block fanfic#marleywrites#marleysfanfictions#spooky#spooky fanfiction#spooky x reader
277 notes
·
View notes
Note
Jack finds you asleep on the couch and takes u to bed
#2 concepts.
You yawned and stretched your arms, you checked your phone seeing the time was now 11pm. Jack had told you don’t wait up for him but you being the stubborn you that you are didn’t listen.
Jack was out late in the studio again wrapping up a few songs and he’d promise he’d take you to get some ice cream or something after and you wanted your ice cream but once it started getting later and he realized he wouldn’t be done in time he texted you saying to get some rest, you remember rolling your eyes at the text you weren’t staying up for ice cream you were staying up because you missed Jack and just wanted to spend time with him.
You head just kept falling forward a sign that your body was getting tired and just wanted to get some rest but you were determined to stay awake.
You scrolled through the channels for a few more minutes nothing really catching your eye you felt your phone buzzing and pulled it out seeing a incoming call from Jack.
“Baby? You’re still up I thought I told you go to bed baby girl.” Jack’s Kentucky accent coming out here and there sending butterflies to your stomach.
“I just wanna spend time with you I don’t care how late it is Jack, are you almost done?” You got up and went into the kitchen pouring yourself a glass of wine.
“We just got done babe I’m about to head home I’ll see you in a few baby, I love you.” Jack coo’d into the phone making you smile wide.
“I love you too Jack I’ll see you in a few.” You swirled around the wine in your glass before taking a few sips, wine always made you sleepy so maybe drinking a cup or two okay more like four glasses of wine wasn’t really that smart of you, before you knew it you were asleep peacefully on the couch.
Jack sighed as he pulled into the driveway of your shared home he was happy to finally be home and seeing your face will take all the stress away from him. Luckily he had the next two days off he had nothing to do just spend time with you.
“Baby? Babyyyyy.” Jack song sang and looked around confused when you didn’t answer him back. He looked around the living room not seeing you at first till he heard light snores coming from the couch, he looked down and smiled immediately seeing your passed out and cuddled into the blanket Neelam gifted you that had his face on it.
“Oh my sweet girl. Looks like that wine put you straight to sleep.” He laughed lightly, Jack pulled the blanket from off you and hooked his right arm under your legs and brought your head closer to his chest with his left arm before picking you up braid style and taking you upstairs but you woke up due to the moment.
“Jack.. you’re home where are you going.” You yawned and wrapped your arms around his neck and dug your head into the crook of his neck.
“Taking you to bed ma I’m off the next two days so I’m all yours baby girl.” He grinned seeming your eyes sparkle at that.
“Now get some rest baby I’m just gonna shower real quick then I’ll be back alright ma?” You nodded and Jack kissed your lips he went to pull away but you dragged him back into you and kissed him back with more passion he grinned and smacked your ass making you yelp.
“I gotta shower first baby girl I smell like sweat and ass.” You laughed and rolled your eyes at him before falling back into the pillows.
“I love you Jack.” He winked at you before undressing.
“I love you too ma, sweet dreams baby girl.”
340 notes
·
View notes
Note
hey babyyyyy
confession:
I went to the bathroom in year 6 with a guy I liked and he was like fully bending me over the sink and humping me and he fully ran into the bathroom and jerked his dick twice and he came. he said, "damn ma, that ass fat" and I almost cried, it was so funny for nothing but anyway now I'm best friends with his sister,😜😜😜
IN YEAR 6?!?!? GIRLLLLL OMG
in year 6 i watched my crush slow dance with his crush at a party we were both at. the way my heart broke after finding out that they started hanging out and “dating” the next day but anywayyyy we haven’t spoken or even seen each other since we graduated high school 5 years ago
11 notes
·
View notes
Text
100% lo rifiutano ma come dice la mia tutor il fatto che abbiamo sottomesso implica che il paper è pronto e che ha spiccato il volo.
my baby my babyyyyy dopo due anni è andato 🥺🥺🥺
10 notes
·
View notes
Note
Heyyy you ever be eating food or watching tv and next thing yk you daydreaming abt having a sleepover with the boys bc you can tell their stressed and they need rest so you get them matching pjs, and you end up surrounded by them and every time you move one of them have to ask “where you going ma?”(solo) “You want me to come with you babygirl?”(roman) “You need help with that princess?”(jimmy) “Don’t leave me babyyyyy”(jey) and you jus think to yourself how lucky you are to have them✨
Then Jey ends up having a lil’ too much fun and now they all wanna have sum too🤭💀
I come up with so many ideas but I never write them😭💀
Jus creative thought✨☺️
Omg that would be so cute and I do imagine Jey being the clingy baby when he’s buzzed so yes. I agree and I love this so much 💕💕💕💕
18 notes
·
View notes
Note
WAKE UP!!! I fed our Son too many cookies and now he’s sick 😭
Please give my son ALL the kisses!
Nugget Wiener Jr needs his MOM YOU WHORE 💜
OMGGGGG BITCH DIDNT I TELL YOU DON'T FEED HIM TOO MUCH OMGGGG MA BABYYYYY🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭
Wiener needs his daddy too! I sleep one second one and you made him sick😭 you need to take care of him. From now on I'm eating all the cookies. You and wiener are grounded now!
8 notes
·
View notes
Text
LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO MY NEW BABYYYYY
Alors c'est Daimhin (They/Them,Iel) un esprit de la forêt plus particulièrement un Wendigo!
Le Wendigo est une créature difforme mi-cerf mi-corbeau un peu squelettique et la mythologie au tours du Wendigo c'est que dans les forêts dans le froid de l'hiver la créatures influence qui conque sous son emprise à commettre des meurtre et plus particulièrement des acte cannibal réveillant le pire dans le coeur des gens qui l'entoure!
Du coup je suis partie de ça et voilà un jeune Wendigo emprisonner a la solitude par son rôle qui révèle le pire chez les personnes osant l'entourer combattant sa propre existence son combat représenter par ses membre squelettique envahissant sont apparence le rendant de plus en plus monstrueux!
J'en suis beaucoup beaucoup trop fière big up a @helyiios qui ma donner l'idée en parlant avec lui et j'ai trop hâte de le développer dans le lore de Kaamelott !
(D'ailleurs si vous avez des questions ou si vous avez des idée de perso avec qui je pourrais le faire interagir ou même des oc a vous ou autre hésité pas j'ai trop envie de parler de cet oc fozjdizjdizi)
#kaamelott#daimhin#MY BABY#I love them#my oc#oc#wendigo#kenshi's oc's#kaamelott oc's#they just need friends :(#my art#kenshi's art
14 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hello babyyyyy !! Des fois je pense à toi de manière random et j'espère que tu vas bien et que tu as des fleurs fraîches chez toi ❤️
Helloooo mooh tu es trop chou. J'adore avoir des updates de ta vie sur Tumblr !!!
Et il s'avère que oui, j'ai des fleurs fraîches chez moi ! Un mélange de fleurs du jardin, que j'avais plantées au printemps et qui ont poussé comme c'est pas permis, et des petites fleurs que ma maman m'a offertes la dernière fois que je l'ai vue.
J'espère que tu vas bien aussi ❤️❤️❤️
0 notes
Note
🖊🖊🖊 ophanielll
Can't swim in canon, is a giant merman in his monster AU who can't use his two legs, look at him falling like a baby learning how to walk.
Tried to cut his bangs once, one of the worst mistakes he's ever done.
New headcanon because I love the aesthetic: eyes and hair turn full black when using his magical abilities at full strength. Bonus point: it's creepy
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
tra ülemiste keskusesse mässama minna licc sellepärast et sa ei taha maski kanda.. lumehelbekesed🙄🙄
1 note
·
View note
Text
// someone remind me to gush about Hyrule's magic later bc god I love his magic--
#[ooc] the digital witch#mobile#// sPELL CASTER ON MA I N BABYYYYY#// so so many hcs about it fghjkdgjdj
1 note
·
View note
Last Seen Blogs
ad700man
Ad700managementm
gabyyortiz
Crealo | Tgdraas
enricopezzaldi
Enrico Pezzaldi Photography
versace-will-never-be-the-same
Lobsters
thomaphobic
Laila