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Pearl was here~

I need Jude Bellingham to fuck me so bad that I forget how to walk the next day and need a wheelchair for a week straight

i need a long ass fic for him so bad

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x Fem!Reader

When on a relationship break, you decide to have a bit of fun at the bar, no friends, no Kyle, just you. But when your teasing reaches a certain point and Kyle witnesses it, he decides that two can play this game...

Cw: 18+ mdni, Possessive!Kyle, Kyle is not nice, Kyle and reader and both slightly toxic, reader being called names (pathetic, whore), public sex (public toilet), orgasm denial, mentions of drugs (a plug is mentioned once), reader flirts with a stranger, implied on and off relationship, reader is lowkey bratty, walk of shame lol, lmk if I forgot anything else

You had a fight with Possessive!Kyle, reason irrelevant, but you ended up having a break. Not a breakup— just a break. But he still went to the pub his plug told him you were sighted at "to rewind" and keep an eye on you.

The moment he got there, his eyes scanned the area to catch your figure, expecting to find you at the bar alone or with a friend, instead his eyes caught sight of you hitting on a man, a stranger.

Your dress had a low neck line, showing a lot of cleavage and the man's disgusting eyes were dragging down your body in hunger and filth. Kyle saw red, you were his and his only, and he made sure to make that clear.

He strides to where you were located at the bar, legs moving with purpose and precision, grips your wrist firmly and drags you away from the not-so civil conversation you were having and into the pub toilet.

The space was small, barely taking the two of you. He slams the door and locks it whilst ignoring your protests of 'What the fuck, Kyle?' and 'I was having a conversation! You can't just do that-' yada yada yada, he just had to shut you up himself.

I just finished watching Fleabag, and I've been thinking what if reader and Priest!Soap were having a situationship like on the show, you know both of them yearning for each other but have to suppress it because they can't do it and they once have a whole make out session while drunk in church and alla that, but in the end, instead of choosing God, Priest!Soap gives in to his desires and chooses reader

"if loving ye meant going t' hell then 'll gladly burn for ye, bonnie"

Gosh, to be chosen over GOD?! that's so sexy... I srsly need to get locked up

(and they end up having mind blowing sex because fuck celibacy ig)

Laid back!Gaz x Fem!Reader

In which after agreeing to a one night stand, he somehow ends up in your house multiple times after, making you confused as to what's even going on between you.

cw: , suggestive mdni, mention of sex, slight hurt, not proof read, tell me if I forgot anything else

Laid back!Gaz that goes along with all your standards. He first met you at the pub one day, you were such a pretty lass and he definitely wanted to take you home, only; you said you only do one night stands, and don't want any further attatchment.

But what you didn't expect was for him to be the best fuck of your life, and late that night, laying next to each other trying to catch your breaths, you stare at the ceiling regret seeping into your body 'fuck- now I want his contact' you thought, beating yourself up for the boundary you set up earlier.

Sweetheart!Simon finding out you never squirted before-!

cw: porn link, mdni, fingering, squirting, sweet simon

When you casually mention that you can't squirt, Simon immedietaly pulls over from the road and looks at you confused.

And when you further explain it's because non of your past partners could do it when they tried, you whine about how you're totally convinced that there's something wrong with you and he decides to prove you wrong.

cw: porn link, fem!reader, creampies, blow job, cowgirl/riding, the woman in the link is brunette with darker skin but not mentioned

This is definitely something Soap would be into. Stay with me now.

Disgusting!Johnny "Soap" McTavish x Fem!Reader

cw: suggestive! mdni, Disgusting!Johnny, ear licking and sucking, in denial reader, bonding

Johnny is definitely the ear licking type, he licks your ear in the most disgusting way; all sloppy, with saliva and everything.

He'd slide his tongue over the lobe and pluck it in the canal just to hear you squeal and squirm away from him, sometimes even get a few slaps here and there.

Obsessive!Kyle Garrick x Obsessive!Reader

cw: mdni you'll get blocked, making out, grinding, heavy pda, both Gaz and reader are shameless but this takes place in the club so it lowers the shame scale, gross making out, spit exchange, fem!reader, English is not my first language

cw: suggestive, 18+, mdni you'll get blocked, fwb, hate sex, gn!reader

Kyle is the type to be full of sarcasm and attitude with you making you think he hates you and you hate him back, but would sulk on the couch if you don't get to make it to the party and would ignore every chick that's trying to hit on him because they don't have your bark and bite.

cigarettes

she hated it. insomnia. she couldn't sleep, even after using the only drug that once made her sleep a little better, sex.

she laid there, her lover by her side probably asleep as she laid on her back, staring at the roof and counting her breaths but eventually losing count only to start all over again.

with a huff after some time passed, maybe an hour or two, she finally decided to get out of the sheets and put on an over sized tee that was on the floor and head to the balcony, grabbing her cigarettes with her on the way out.

he foot steps leaving thuds in its wake inside the silent room, the sound barley louder than the AC.

closing the balcony door softly so she won't wake up her lover, she opened the packet and took out the lighter she left there and a cig.

she lit the cig and took a long puff, finally feeling refreshed or alive. the cig hung loosely from her fingers while she leaned on the balcony, looking up at the stars that weren't that bright due to the bright billboard just across her apartment complex.

she took 5 more puffs and flicked her cig out the street. looking the at cig fall from the 5th floor to hit the floor, she wondered what it would be like if it was a body instead.

she stood there for a little more only to end up looking at her crooked nails and dehydrated skin. guess the nicotine is getting to her, but she doesn't even care.

after a while of just empty thoughts and bright lights from the billboard and noisy cars from the distance, she decided that it was finally time to head back and hopefully be able to sleep.

getting back into the apartment, she shut the sliding door behind her softly as to not wake up her lover and entered the bathroom

she looked at her face in the mirror, eyebags evident and hair a mess, her shirt loose on her shoulder and her lips swollen but purplish.

she snatched her brush from the stand and started brushing her teeth, hopping that the smell would go away

getting out, she fixed her hair and stepped to the bed, softly getting back into the sheets

"hey babe.." her lover said, voice hoarse from sleep

"hey.." she whispered to him, her lips stretching into a tired smile

"what are you doing still up?" asked her lover

"nothing. just went out for some fresh air because i couldn't sleep" a half lie. she leaned down, touching her lips with his in a soft kiss

"let's get back to sleep" was all she said before laying down and cuddling up to him not knowing that no matter how much she brushes her teeth he could still smell the cigarettes.

affection... or not?

Nanami loved holding his wife's hand. Either just holding it normally, or lacing the arms together, or even intertwining their fingers.

He loves feeling her hand on his, a smile creeping it's way into his face unintentionally.

He loves seeing her warm up to him and giggle when he squeezes her hand , even if she had a bad day.

His warm hand in hers warmed her up and made her smile uncontrollably.

He loved her. He really did. So why would she ever bring up divorce?

Why would she ask him to sign some papers he would never have thought about in a million years?

Why would she look at him with those sad eyes as if begging him to let her go?

He wasn't holding her back or anything, was he?

He just wanted the best for her. He gave her anything and everything she asked for. Then again, why?

(Why?) was the only question he had.

Swirling around in his mind unable to go out.

But he will never know. No. He should never know.

He should never know of her terminal disease.

He should never know that she has less than a year to live.

He shall never feel feel the pain of being left alone, and he shall never feel the pain of being widowed.

He should live happily, after all he's got his whole life in from of him while she has nothing but a mere couple of months.

Why should he spend it sad over one person?

No. He should find someone else. Some one better, some one healthier, someone that would make him happy.

Someone to marry out of love, instead of marrying from a contract and end up a widow.

Yes. This is the right choice... right?

Love in little things

Love isn't all about smut, it's about affections too.

It's not only about the 'ah's, but also about the 'haha' 'hehe' and everything sweet.

It's about loving each other despite out insecurities and lacks.

It's about accepting each other's bad habits and help getting rid of them.

It's about waking up every morning and laugh at the other's bead head or take silly photos of the other sleeping.

It's bout being an energizer for the other person.

A safe place and a shoulder to rely on.

Being there when the other is having a bad day and trying to communicate when they're feeling down, or just be there when they don't want to speak.

It's about reigniting the spark when it dulls, even when the other thinks there's no hope.

It's about being a source of hope for the other person.

It's about living together and loving each other even if you think the love isn't there anymore

Even if you think the spark has vanished.

Even if you think that being together isn't gonna work anymore. You'll have to try together until it's no more.

And instead of leaving, you hold up on these circumstances and still have hope that it can get back to how it was.

It's about being patient with your s/o even if they take a while.

Sometimes you get tired of your lover, your partner, but after a small break you would come back to how you were.

Getting tired doesn't mean you don't love them or that you fell out of love, it just means you need time fore yourself to rewind and come back to how you were.

To recharge your heart energy. Things could get overwhelming ya know.

After all, that's how humans live.

so love isn't only about the smut, but also about the little things in it.