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With U 💘

Requested, a rainy valentine’s day spent inside I feel like jack would go above and beyond to still make it great.

“Dammit.” Jack cursed as he looked at the weather notification that had just been sent to his phone.

It was Valentine’s Day the day of love but unfortunately it looked like the two of you would be spending your Valentine’s Day indoors. It was meant to be raining all day today with severe thunderstorms.

It was around seven in the morning when Jack had woken up and saw the weather outside, he planned for the two of you to have a little romantic picnic but he figured if you couldn’t have the picnic outside that he’d bring it inside.

He saw that you were still fast asleep so he made his way downstairs to set everything up.

He took the picnic basket from out the garage and even packed it with a few sandwiches, chips, fruit and cookies.

When he was finished he made his way into the living room and moved apart the couches and started laying down blankets and pillows and put the picnic basket in the middle on the floor.

“You’re so in love it isn’t even funny anymore.” Ace’s voice came from the speaker of Jack’s phone.

“He really is because if it was me the whole day would’ve been ruined.” Urban spoke. Jack rolled his eyes at his friends and paid them no mind.

In the middle of setting everything up Urban and Ace ended up calling Jack to see what he was doing.

“You both are just jealous and hate the fact that I’m in love and you both aren’t.” He said.

“Whatever I don’t need a woman.” Ace mumbled. “We’re team single over here.” Urban added on and Jack simply rolled his eyes.

“Should I lite a few candles? Or is that doing too much.” He asked and stood back to observe and look at everything he set up so far.

Jack was a perfectionist he’d spend hours on something till he thought it was perfect.

“I’d say just a few.” Jack placed a few lit candles above the fireplace and took the rose petals he had bought and tossed them around the living room.

He placed your gift next to the basket along with a bottle of sparkling cider, neither of you drank so sparkling apple cider was the go to drink for the night.

“Wow, you actually did a good job.” Ace said and Jack went to thank him but stopped when he heard footsteps approaching.

“She’s up I’ll call you guys back.” He quickly said and rushed them off the phone.

Urban snorted. “Yeah fucking right I’m sure by the end of the week I’ll find out if I’m going to be an uncle or not.” Urban joked.

“You need to be finding out if you’re going to be the one making me an uncle.” Jack said making him Urban got mute.

“He got your ass.” Ace laughed and Jack chuckled and quickly hang up the call.

“Jack?” You called out for him as you made it downstairs. “I’m in the living room babe.” He called out to you.

When you made it into the living room you stopped in your footsteps upon seeing the dimly lit room, the rose petals everywhere and the picnic basket.

“You did all of this?” You grinned and he smiled and nodded.

“I sure did when I woke up this morning the news app said it would be raining all day with severe thunderstorms so I brought the picnic to us.” He smiled ear to ear.

“You’re so sweet.” You coo’d and made your way to him when you were finally in arms reach he brought you into him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day babe.” You smiled and looked up at him. “Happy Valentine’s Day Jack.”

Jack pulled back and looked down at you a small and silly grin played at the corner of his lips. “Can I kiss you?” You smiled. “Of course, you know you don’t have to ask.”

Before you knew it he was crashing his lips onto your lips he put one of his hands on the back of your neck and pulled you closer if that was even possible.

You wrapped your arms around him and started kissing back passionately he smiled into the kiss which made you smile as well.

He pulled away slowly and rested his forehead against your forehead. “I love you.” He said with the biggest smile.

“I love you too Jack.” Even though you were a bit bummed out you couldn’t spend your day outside. You appreciated the face that Jack was still was able to make up for it.

holup— ima need a moment with my thoughts 🥵🥵 miguel sending reader’s ex a photo mid-sex is so petty and so him!! he would follow up with a video of himself giving you back shots (he’ll hide your face because he’s a gentlemen (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)), flip the camera around to show his face with a smirk and say “lose her number” because he’s a cocky ass mf

MAAAN you’re onto something anon, cuz a waterfall just breaks down in between my legs🤤🤤

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“hmm, you like that huh, baby?”

his lips pulls into a lazy smirk, heavy panting as he pounds you from behind. both of his hands gripping onto your hips, talons digging slightly into the skin giving you the perfect pain of pleasure,

“yes papi—fuck yes” you mewl, mouth slightly wide open as you release another moan that makes his cock twitch. “i love how deep you get inside me”

he exhales a dark chuckle as he pounds faster, “sé que te gusta. dirty, dirty fucking girl.” then he leans slightly to whisper on your ear. “only for me, hm?”

you nod, biting down onto your lower lip as you’re running out of things to say. your brain tends to fogged when you have his cock deep inside your cunt, but you wouldn’t have it any other way,

as he about to fist your hair up, he hears a ‘ding’ coming from your phone. his brows furrowed curiously, because who the fuck is hitting up your phone at this hour? couldn’t be someone from work,

“who’s that?” he asks breathlessly as he watches you pull your head back before grabbing your phone and check,

“aw fuck”

“what?” he asks again, hearing you groan. “who is it?”

“remember Jonathan?” you ask as you look over your shoulder at him

oh man, he does not need to be told twice.

his expression then slowly formed into anger and annoyance, grunting in disgust as he snatches your phone,

“i’ll teach him a fucking lesson” he says through gritted teeth, hips snapping back into yours as he continues to thrust even faster,

miguel unlocks your phone, pressing the camera before he starts to take a video of your backside. the sound of your dirty moans are filling the room as he plunges deeper, his other hand coming to give your ass a smack.

the word ‘papi’ and ‘miguel’ keeps falling off your lips like a prayer, and it just feeds his ego even more. because he knows that Jonathan will watch this video and learns that you don’t belong to that sorry excuse of a man anymore.

no. you belong to him.

“tell me, baby” he adjusts the camera to the back of your head, making sure that your face isn’t in it. “who’s pussy is this?”

“yours” you say without any hesitation, knuckles turning white from gripping the sheets far too hard. “and no one else’s”

“good girl” he then flips the camera to show his face. his expression is dead serious, eyes locked into the screen as if he’s staring Jonathan in person. and for the icing on a cake, his fangs make a tiny bit appearance just to creep him off.

“lose her number, tú hijo de puta. or i’ll kill you” with that he sends it to your ex, throwing your phone to the side. “now he fucking knows to not text you anymore ”

hearing that makes you flush as you giggle. miguel’s hand slowly glide down against you back and pressing you onto the mattress so he can lay his body down completely on top. “my woman” he whispers lowly into your ear,

“hm, maybe next time if he does it again, you should take a picture of me sucking your cock, right papi?” you suggest with a sly smirk,

he groans at that, his hand coming up to choke you as the other supporting his weight beside your torso.

“ay, that’s why you’re my everything, mami”

‘tis the season 🖤🕷️🦇

building a new life and identity໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ʚ🐇ɞ 🌸

building a new identity and life for urself is actually easier than it sounds. u only need to commit to the new identity.

who is the person that u want to be? how do they act? what is their education? that’s the first question to ask urself. i talked about a garden analogy in one of my previous posts but just in case u missed that i’ll remind u:

so basically imagine urself as a gardener and ur life is ur garden. it’s boundless. u can fill the garden with flowers 🌸 and plants, anything u desire really. think of ur desires as the flowers that u fill ur garden 🪴 with. the plants that u water the most or the pay the most attention to will grow beautifully. this is how manifestation is. 

so what i’ve been doing lately is keeping 2-3 affirmations on loop in my brain whenever i get a minute to. (kinda like when u put something on queue in ur mind) when im doing mindless activities or something. i’ll repeat the affirmations in my mind OR out loud. but i’ll only do this when i want to. (cuz nothing in manifestation should be forced) 

doing this, i kinda imagine my affirmations as watering my manifestations 🪷. now that we’ve established setting up ur garden, let’s FILL it. (this is the funnest part) i want u to write down who u desire to be as though u were already that person living that life. so you’d title ur page (who i am) 

my name is ___ i am ___ years old 

ur personality and character traits 

ur skills and talents 

ur appearance 

ur self concept and how life treats u 

ur education 

ur relationships

how long it takes u to get everything u want 

literally EVERYTHING. this is scripting. ur creating a script in which ur reality will follow. next we need to PRACTICE the script. 

how do we do that? being delulu, affirming, manifestation exercises, daydreaming, SATS, literally PRETENDING. fulfilling urself in ur imagination is u practicing the script. 

once the script is persisted in enough and we’ll practiced you’ll see it play out in ur life. congratulations, you’ve built a new life and identity for urself <3