imagine making out with katsuki in a hot tub, under the stars, stoned to the bone đ„° maybe smoking another one and eating fruits and snacks
bakugou katsuki x f!reader
whatâs better than a spliff in a hot tub with your girlfriend?
cw: minors dni (18+), afab reader, they smoke weed, fingering, pussy eating, unprotected sex, katsu calls her pussy his lol, slaps her ass, lots of pet names, dirty talk, in a hot tub, spits on ur pussy lol
a/n: yes today i finally finished the beloved hot tub fic !! this imagery is too powerful for me to comprehend let alone write like anon you just handed me all this and let my imagination run wild. i hope whoever reads this enjoys this like i did writing it :)
âwhy are you wearing that?â
he hears your voice behind him before he sees you. currently, bakugou was in his matching navy pyjamas, a gift you got him for christmas which he wears almost weekly ever since. the digital clock beside him flashes a neon green 1:00AM so he was unsure as to why you were asking him this.
âhah? because itâsâ,â he starts, words dying on his tongue when he turns around to see your pretty figure. pretty is an understatement for what you are. even ignoring the ugly crocs you have on your feet, you donned the tiniest bikini heâs ever seen and heâs definitely never seen on you before. it was so tiny that if you moved too fast your nipple would fall out and he already knew from how thin the strings are on your hips, your ass cheeks were most likely out too. you still made sure to decorate yourself with gold; to your ears, waist, neck, wrists, fingers and even your ankle had dainty charms circling it. you sounded like music when you moved, all your jewellery clinking against each other lightly and bakugou couldnât look away. he didnât want to.
âactually, why the fuck are you wearinâ that?â
âi said i wanted to go in the hot tub. iâve set it all up already.â
you must have mistaken his blank stare for something else, his eyes staring at your thighs as some type of disinterest because you started babbling, walking over to him on the edge of his bed, âplease âki! it will be fun, i even rolled a spliff and got some fresh fruit.â
you didnât need to tempt him with these other things because you are already the temptation. so, with a roll of his eyes, he grabs his black swimming shorts from his drawer slowly, full of nonchalance and a shrug as if he has to. but as soon as you left the room, mumbling about checking the tubâs on the right setting, he whips his pjs off and pulled the shorts on with a speed like no other.
now youâre sitting, perched on bakugouâs lap as he sits on the built-in hot tub seats. bubbles rested just under your breasts, and as he slouched, you were just about eye level with him. his eyes almost fluttering closed with the water pressure along the muscles of his back. it felt like it was massaging you, hugging you. the hot tub alone makes you wanna moan.
your boyfriend on the other hand still hasnât taken his eyes off you since he found you waiting for him. youâre all too familiar with this look, the dilated pupils, ruby eyes half-lidded and his mouth gaped open just a little. he follows your every movement like a tracker, hands glued to your thighs, your waist and he even tried to shift you forward so you could sit riiiiight on top of him comfortably, but you keep poking the tip of his nose. ânot yet baby,â you giggle and katsuki feels lighter, âlemme just light this one first.â
katsuki pulls away from you with a huff, mumbling a little âhurry upâ which makes a laugh erupt from you at his impatience. when you get up to reach for the lighter and spliff you left behind him, lifting your ass up slightly, your tits get smushed in his face and you can feel his teeth sink into your flesh. tilting his head up a little, he smirks. âouch! donât bite me, dummy,â you whine, perching back down on his lap, one hand flying to the flesh of your breast and the other holding the packed spliff and silver lighter. when you pull your hand away, thereâs a bite mark left in its place and katsukiâs shorts tighten. he pecks the mark, even leaning in to nip it again which makes you slap his cheek softly, âyouâre the dummy sittinâ in front of me like that and not expecting me to do shit.â
then he leans back against the side of the tub rim, a cocky grin permanently pressed into his cheeks. you take this as your chance to admire him. and what a sight the man is. the way his arms stretch across the tub, prettily scarred and oh so large. one tattooed bicep is the size of your head and you have to repeat to yourself he looks like this so he can save lives, not for the sole purpose of making your pussy wet but well, it can do two things at once, right? then down to his perfectly, greek god defined chest, plump pectorals and little brown nipples that were so sensitive when you got your hands on them. the steam from the tub, cast a glossy sheen over him. his golden skin glistens in front of you and he is absolutely delectable. letâs light this damn thing so we can get started.
âwhatever katsuki, just donât splash me, i donât want soggy weed,â and he only rolls his eyes at you, tilting his head to lean on his shoulder as he watches you put the paper between your lips and hold a lighter to the opposite end.
âiâll just spark it again with my quirk baby, donât be moaninâ at me,â he even punctuates his sentence by facing his palm on the side of the tub upwards, orange flickers springing from the skin. you dart your eyes to his party trick back to his face, sharp jaw and strong brow bone. heâs gonna be the death of you.
you donât even try to respond to him, just giving him a little glare with the spliff between your pink lips. two sparks of the lighter and the flame is burning the end of the drug. the light illuminates your face like youâre about to tell a scary story, your eyes focused on brushing the flame against the end. as soon as a burning red holds, youâre throwing the lighter somewhere behind him and inhaling. you pinch it between two manicured fingers, your eyes fluttering shut. the first relaxing sensation washes over your body like waves.
âfeel good, princess?â he asks, calm and rumbling.
you nod before releasing it all over katsukiâs face. the grey smoke causing him to blink and lazily smirk at you.
âyouâre sexy even when youâre trying to bother me.â
one strong pull from you already has your eyes trying to close, blinking at the man before you lethargically. you gesture it towards him which he takes after brushing his hand over a towel.
âshush, nothing about this situation is bothering you. youâve got me in your lap in a hot tub. even some fresh fruit behind you. you like it even more than me.â you lean into him at the last sentence, brushing your lips against his before leaning back again.
katsuki replaces your lips with the drug with a suave nature you only wish you possessed. he rolls in his lips to hold it between them, mumbling to you, âyeah youâre fuckinâ right baby. love you sittinâ on me, lookinâ like a dream.â he flicks his eyes over you, cheeks twitching to grin at you again with ruby irises lingering a little longer on your breasts. you hit his chest when you notice, causing him to breathe out a chuckle and placing the spliff in the centre of his lips. this has you fixated on the plump pink skin, mindlessly shuffling closer to him, breasts brushing against his pecs. you place your hands on the muscles in his shoulders, squeezing lightly and pressing a soft kiss to your name tattooed just under his collarbone.
katsuki inhales, gritting his teeth at you so you can see the smoke swim between the white. then he leans his head up to the starry sky to exhale, grey puffs of smoke merging with the steam of the tub. you stare as he does so, admiring the length of his thick neck and his chest expanding when the leftover smoke leaves his lungs. youâre sure your pupils are hearts right now, only the sound of the bubbling tub surrounding you as your hands slide up to the side of his neck. with one push forward, you can meet his lips for a kiss.
the kiss is smoky, both your breaths are the same as they intertwine. bakugou refuses to let you take control, pushing you to him with a hand on your lower back as he licks at your lips, your tongue and then begins to suck youâre acting like youâre overstimulated already, grinding down onto his lap and wobbly moans trying to escape your throat. when you finally part, you wipe yours and his face at the spit connecting you both, your chest heaving from being so easily overwhelmed.
katsuki knows how you get with a little puff and mixed with the steam from the tub, youâre almost like jelly for him. honestly, you both look just as bad as each other, heavy breaths as you stare into each otherâs eyes like youâre lost. bakugou tries to use it against you first though. âwhat? whyâre you lookinâ at me like that?â he gives you a slanted grin, one dark blonde eyebrow raising, âwant somethinâ from me, pretty girl?â he slides his hand to grope one ass cheek.
âyeah, i want it back, itâs my turn now,â your arm reaches up to grab the spliff from his fingers, but katsukiâs quicker, stretching his arm and holding your waist to him so you canât move.
âpatience, baby, patience. iâll give it to ya,â you relax, a pout on your lips as you watch him inhale again, the red glowing end of the spliff matching his pretty ruby eyes. then he brings his wet hand to your jaw and your mouth reflexively opens to shotgun. katsuki blows the smoke into your mouth, your lips brushing his before yanking you completely into him in another kiss.
itâs as ifâno, you were, breathing in him completely, exchanging breaths like you needed each other to survive. you both tasted the same too, the woody taste of the drug on each otherâs tongues and you couldnât get enough.
you pull away briefly to whisper, âwhoâs impatient now?â
katsuki grunts, reacting by thrusting up into you making you gasp and water splash around you. the thin material of your bottoms does nothing to prevent the friction against your clit. he pushes you forward so you sit right on his cock, hand on your waist so youâre stuck down. âshut up. still you.â he mutters, staring at your lips before he eats his own words. swiping his tongue along your bottom and joining you in another kiss. the kiss is messy, spit everywhere as you twirl your tongues together and your touches become rough. grinding down on him and if it wasnât for the fact your hands were in his hair, gripping and pulling, you would have yanked his shorts down to see him slap against his chest.
katsuki pulls away with a boyish smile, the whites of his eyes tinted red, âso needy babyâ, but he meets your grinds, helping by moving your hips with one hand, your clit brushing against his hard cock repeatedly. the clear show of his strength to move your body with a single hand makes you let out an accidental whine, and katsuki pecks your lips.
âyouâre my pretty girl yeah? tell me you are.â he breathes, the steam creating a sweat like steam over your bodies and you swear youâve never been more turned on in your life.
he flicks the burnt bits of the spliff behind him, then gestures it over to you. when you move to take it, he pulls back, only letting you if you tell him.
âiâm your pretty girl, katsu.â
âand youâre mine.
âand iâm yours.â
after a few more pulls between you both, grinding and pecks here and there, you were both completely gone.
katsukiâs tongue becomes loose, saying everything that comes to mind while you couldnât stop giggling and popping the fresh fruit you prepared earlier in your mouth. everything felt fuzzy between you both, all your emotions heightened to a hundred. the heat from the tub made your skin look so shiny and you feel so soft. katsuki couldnât help but comment on it.
brushing his nose against your neck, feeling your cheeks munching a strawberry, katsuki is muttering, âyou look youâre glazed baby. glazed.â
âglazed? like icing?â
âyeah baby.â then he pulls away from your neck to hug you to him and surprise surprise, stuff his head in your chest.
âkatsukiiiii,â you whine and it doesnât help when you lean into him again to grab a piece of mango. âyouâre so clingy when youâre high.â
âhey. iâm like this all the time. âm showinâ i love you,â he pouts as you lift his big head off you and stuffs a piece of mango in his mouth. he chews like an angry baby, juice accidentally spilling from the corner of his mouth to which you, without any thought process, lick off his mouth and chin.
âmhm. i like that. lick me again baby,â he slurs, blinking with heavy eyelids and you nod staring at his neck with vampiric like urges. he does look so very delicious.
you lick a stripe up the slide of his neck, a low groan rumbling from katsuki and you feel your lower stomach flip. you begin to peck kisses along the skin, before deciding to turn them into hickies. a process of nipping, kissing and licking, only unfinished sentences leaving katsukiâs lips. his hands squeezed any bit of you he could get his hands on, stretching his neck so you had more space, âyou taste sâgood âsuki, so sweet.â you pull away, admiring the purplish blooms on the skin. he doesnât seem to register what you say completely, his mind completely lost in the clouds as he stares at you, his mouth gaped open a little.
âbaby, dâyou think you can sort out a problem fâme?â he asks, his voice even deeper than usual, similar to when he just wakes up. though his words slightly lisp together, so cutely that you couldnât help but peck his lips, âi feel like iâll come if you fuckinâ touch me once.â he says it with no embarrassment though, head tilted to keep his focus on you.
your hand flies to your mouth to cover a giggle though he immediately moves your palm away, kissing it lightly, âyâur so beautiful. such a pretty little thing. do i tell you enough, princess?â
you nod softly, taking your fingers through his blonde locks that limply lay across his forehead from the steam. you brush it back so his forehead is revealed and you smooch the spot, âmhm you do. i wouldnât mind if you do more though.â
âdâyou mind if i do while i play with your pussy? i know itâs soaked in there.â
everything about the way he says that is cute. head tilted, his lips swollen from your kisses and his pupils rimmed red. everything is cute but the graphic words that leave his mouth that instantly make a rush of heat flood through you down to your toes. there hasnât even been a second from when he asked and heâs already talking.
âbaby. my princess you gotta let me. wanna taste you too, been a while since i last felt you on my tongue.â the blonde is ready to beg, would probably get on his knees if you wanted. the last time he ate you out was only a couple of days ago but you know for him that's basically a lifetime.
you nod, your teeth coming down on your lip slowly before letting it go. katsuki eyes the motion. âhow do you want me?â
it slipped his mind. the logistics to eating one out in a hot tub. he doesnât want your knees sore on the ground neither possibly drowning while heâs busy in your pussy so he just kinda gapes at you for a second, impatience hovering in his eyes as he tries to think of how he can have you.
you giggle at his furrowed brows, slapping his cheek lightly so he focuses back on you. you get up from his lap to crawl to the other side of the tub. âcâmon gorgeous, i know you got a brain in there, letâs get moving.â and you make a come hither motion at his body still on the other side. he hates how he still flushes a rosy red at your pet name for him. you called him gorgeous one day and it just stuck to him like thatâs what he is by definition. heâs a fan of it.
ââm cominâ,â he mumbles, crawling over to you and like itâs a given his hands crawl up your thighs and your waist and when he stops in front of you.
âiâm gonna lean on here and just link your arms around myâ,â and you squeal as katsuki does just that. the unexpected motion has water splashing out the tub and the cold air hitting your stomach. heâs seated before you, arms on your back to lift your lower body out of the water. your head sat comfortably on the edge of the tub and katsuki is now evilly frowning at your pussy directly in front of your face, covered by your bikini bottoms.
âi know what âm doinâ. take these off for me,â he says in a deep authoritative tone, one you wouldnât rebel against. your arms slide to your hips to pull the fabric off and katsuki admires the fat of your ass first before your shiny pussy gets revealed to his greedy eyes. just as you throw your bottoms somewhere behind him, heâs already balancing you with one arm so he can use his hand to pry you apart.
âoh fuck baby, youâre already leakinâ out your hole,â and heâs so graphic. you wanna curse him for his crass language but a moan erupts from your throat as he rubs two fingers just outside your hole and a string of white follows when he pulls away. you donât have it in you to be embarrassed. the way his scarlet pupils are blown out, even more than they were before, fixated on your pussy, you know heâs loving this even more than you. he licks his fingers clean and you start to whine.
ââki, gorgeous, touch me please.â
your boyfriend grunts at you like youâre interrupting his alone time with your pussy. he pinches your nipple with his spit slicked fingers and you even moan at that, the rumble of your body making the tub water ripple. âwhy are you so needy for? let me do what i want with my pussy.â
though he canât make you wait long because heâs impatient himself. he firstly stuffs his nose between your legs and inhales like itâs lifesaving and heâs on the edge. another drug for him. the sweet scent of you makes him feel drunk and loopy, his member throbbing hard in his shorts. you watch as his eyes roll back and you can feel the sniffs from his nose tickling you slightly. as your fingers come to rake through his hair, heâs giving a longing sigh like heâs so devastatingly impressed. âalways so good for me baby. nothinâ better than you.â
and then he sticks his pink tongue out to give you the first lick. he lays his tongue flat to lick from your asshole to your clit and youâre whining at every nerve. everything inside you feels heightened. bursts of serotonin and dopamine coursing through your veins like lighting and this werenât even you coming.
âoh kaâ,â and katsuki starts his rhythm. heâs lapping you up like a dog, licking the entrance of your hole and cleaning up anything youâve left behind. heâs so intentionally messy with it, sucking at your lips and labia, the smack of his lips when he lets go, sounding in the air. he then moves on to play with your clit, flicking his tongue under the hood and nudging your nub back and forth. youâre withering around in his arms, squealing and moaning like youâre on overdrive, tugging katsukiâs hair pretending as you want him off you though your legs are practically a necklace around his neck telling a different story.
he pinches your ass and pulls away, âstay still.â he sends you a glare, his ruby eyes piercing through you but you donât have enough room inside you to feel the threat, especially as he conjures a glob of spit and puckers his lips to drop it right on your pussy. the sight was too much, squeezing your eyes shut and throwing your head back on the side of the tub. âbe good for me angel.â he mumbles though his words are directed to your swollen nub as he rubs slow circles with his thumb, his spit merging with your liquids.
âmhm mhmf,â is all you can utter as he puts his mouth back on you, noisier than heâs ever been before, even louder than the jets of the tub. heâs sucking and licking every piece of you that he can like a man starved, even managing to work with your unruly hips that canât stop moving to follow after his tongue. and it feels like youâve been dropped into another realm, stuck in between earth and whatever this is. the only thing you can feel right now is pleasure, everywhere. the feeling of his stubble is rough against your thighs contrasting against the plush pad of his tongue. you can even feel him moan against you and every time he does you jut your hips up, making him pinch your side to settle down.
you were just about to speak up when katsuki pulls away from you only a few inches, the bottom half of his face; lips, chin and cheeks all covered in your slick. his eyes are dazed like he just took another pull of a spliff while he was licking around you. he doesnât leave you unattended for long, sliding two of his thick fingers inside you and feeling your soft padded walls suck him up.
you canât help the tears sliding down your cheek, merging with the steam from the tub, âgorgeous,â you whine.
he flicks his eyes up to you and he smirks at how youâre so overwhelmed just from a few swipes at your pussy. âyes, my baby?â his eyes are just about open at this point, biting on his bottom lip to savour whatâs left of you heâs got on his face.
âcan i havaâ,â you inhale sharply when he presses against your squishy spot, your back arching right after. ââkiss, kiss me please.â
ââcourse i can. anythinâ for you,â and he gathers your body in his arms to sit back on his lap, dunking your lower body back in the water with his fingers still curling inside your pussy.
now this isnât high, drunk off you katsuki talking, well partly, but he loves watching you like this. falling apart completely because of him. he knows exactly how youâre feeling, tear stricken cheeks and the cutest pout. even how your toes clench under the water and your thighs shift when he begins to scissor inside you.
youâre back to straddling him, legs open across his lap with your arms over his shoulders. âkiss me?â
he responds with lots of little pecks on your lips, and heâs so close that you can smell yourself on his face, it even gets on you when he kisses you. before he slides his tongue inside your mouth, âcan i take this off you?â he asks, hand tugging at your bikini top and you nod against him. your hips are rolling uncontrollably in his lap to meet his fingers thrusts, and you swear it all feels much slower underwater, more tortuous as you feel your body begin to beg for a release.
katsuki, ever the multitasker, tugs your bikini off and immediately groans when your nipples rub against his chest. âoh fuck baby,â he groans on your lips, âyou gonna let meâ.â
âyes, yes quickly!â
faster than earlier when he first saw you in your bikini, katsuki lifts you with a single hand on your ass to yank off his shorts. âwhy did we even fuckinâ wear clothes? we knew this was the plan.â
with his hard cock in one hand, he manoeuvres your waist to let you sit down on him. âthe sight of a titty gets you moaning, we probably wouldnât have even got to smoke.â you retort, your hand finding his on his cock and rubbing his mushroomed head against your clit.
âoh god,â you fling your head back and katsuki pecks between your breasts.
âmy nameâs katsuki,â he grunts, his breaths ragged as he tries not to moan with just the feeling of your pussy lips and your tiny hand on him, ânot my fault i love your tits. i love everything thatâs mine.â
and you punctuate his sentence by sliding down slowly on his cock. you feel the pulsing veins of his member against your walls and you know your heartbeat feels the same. you suck him in and practically cradle his cock in you. âholy fuckinâ shit, baby.â the blonde growls, swiping a hand through his hair so his forehead is so prettily free and starts a pace with his hips. your hands find the side of his head at the sight of him, your thumbs rubbing against the rosy apples of his cheeks.
he rubs your clit as the slapping sound of your ass and his thighs fill the air and katsuki only joins in more by slapping your ass cheek. you clench around him and he lets out the most pornographic moan. hot-tub water splashes all around you both, litres spilling out the tub that by the time youâre finished there might not be any left.
âm gonna come, âm gonnaâ,â you start but you never finish your sentence, your hips moving even faster, grinding down on katsuki as his cock head keeps knocking against your cervix paired with his thumb clockwise on your clit. he pecks kisses up your neck messily, âgo on angel, do it for me.â
youâre sweaty from all the movement, the hot tub steam too as you dig your nails into his shoulders, back arching as sparks of white flood your vision. your body is jolting as you reach your peak, mouth agape with a single high pitched moan bubbling from you.
youâre boneless now, leaning on his chest as his hand leaves your clit to rest on your back. âgonna make you come now,â you whisper to katsuki, and you can feel his stiff cock inside you twitch.
he rubs his nose against your temple, ââm so fuckinâ hard baby.â he grumbles and he lifts you by the hips to lay you on the ceramic surrounding the hot tub.
he stands up before you, leg cocked on the seat in the tub and your pussy gushes at the sight of him. droplets are falling from every muscle and crevice on his body, the steam rising from behind him makes him look like heâs on some type of erotic movie poster and his eyes stare you down like youâre prey. and most importantly his thick cock stands, resting in front of his belly button, shiny from your juices and leaking the whitest precome youâve seen. you can tell his cock hurts, his base a brown while his head is a shiny beaming red.
katsukiâs hands slap at your hips, gripping them to yank you forward so your pussy is just at the edge of the tub, another jolt forward and his cock is in you. âthink you can go again? huh? speak up, pretty.â
you nod like thereâs no other answer. it hasnât been long since your last orgasm but youâre raging to go again just by the sight of him towering over at you. he grins boyishly at your nod and blown out, half-lidded eyes, his teeth sharp and his eyes raking over you. âwanna feel you come in me, gorgeous.â you purr breathlessly.
katsuki yanks at his cock a few times, his tongue swiping across his teeth before hissing at his own touch. he moans deeply as you spread your legs for him slow and seductively, your pussy out for him to devour. you rest upon your forearms so you can see when he puts his cock in you. âso fuckinâ pretty, fuck.â he mutters, pressing his cock head against your hole and with your centre already lubricated with your juices, he thrusts in.
you both moan in unison, skin slapping in the air and sweat beading on katsukiâs forehead, âi know you can come for me again, pretty.â he flicks his eyes up to you, his red pupils as dark as blood and a squeak flutters from your lips as he presses at your spot inside you again. âyes, yes i can, i will,â you babble back, eyes fluttering shut and back arching at every touch.
âyour pussy is fuckinâ heaven. made for me, fuckinâ-,â and you know katsukiâs been putting off coming for a while now, honestly, he was probably hard from when he first got into the tub. you feel his palms squeeze at your waist, as he thrusts into you, his telltale sign heâs about to come.
ââki baby, come, i think iâm gonna,â and you clench around him, this orgasm nothing like the last one. your leg resting on katsukiâs shoulder straightens and your back arches like you just got the wind knocked out of you. this one feels like the wave that washed over you was triple the size as before. katsuki feels it all too, a rumble from his gut before he freezes to paint your walls white. you open your eyes in time to see your lover, now leaning over you, his eyes squeezed shut to come back to earth. you notice his hand mindlessly scrambling to find yours to hold like he usually loves when he comes. just as you slide your fingers into his palm, he clenches your hand as âfuckinâ hellâ,â falls from his lips and another spurt of cum shoots out of him. it causes him to thrust sharply into you with an âmhpfâ and you whine from the over sensitivity.
âsorry pretty,â he whispers, truly exhausted and the tiredness from the weed sitting in his veins. you know he wants to fall on top of you like he usually does when his knees give way but this time he drops back into the tub, not before picking you up and sitting you on him sideways in a hug.
ânot back in the tub, âki. weâre all dirty.â you complain, circling your arms around his shoulders and hugging his head to you.
âwhat? so it wasnât dirty when you came the first time? and itâs warm in here, shush.â
you were too tired to argue with the first point but you could agree with the last. the jets soothing over your skin, and your boyfriends embrace around you, you felt like you could fall asleep here.
âhey, donât fall asleep on me yet. we still needa shower,â katsuki whispers tenderly and pecks your forehead.
you groan at the same time he softly chuckles, âcarry me then?â you give him a toothy smile and droopy eyes. he playfully rolls his eyes, squeezing at your thigh.
âhow could i say no tâyou, huh? trick question, that is,â he tuts, sliding his arm under your knees and one on your back to pick you up bridal style.
âitâs âcause you love me, isnât it?â
katsuki rises to stand and step out of the tub, switching it off soon after. the bubbles slow to a halt and he looks down at your lethargic smile, glossy eyes and swollen lips. if there was a word to explain the feeling of more than love, heâd use it right now and every time after.
your fingers rake through the blonde hair on his nape as your eyes waft over him and he warms at how he can feel your love for him through your eyes, looking over his face to make sure heâs okay.
âyeah. love you a bit too much i think,â he grumbles but you know thatâs just the same as a confession from katsuki.
he slides open the doors from outside into his apartment, âgorgeous! youâre gonna get everything wet!â
he must be tired from the weed and sex as all he can do is shrug, âiâll sort it out tomorrow. couldnât give a fuck right now.â he yawns, walking into his bathroom to land you on your feet in his shower.
you giggle as he pouts, getting in with you to turn it on, âstop laughinâ at me. âm tired.â
you kiss his shoulder as the overhead shower flicks on, âokay okay, letâs be quick and we can go to bed.â
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what if you got quiet. what if you got so quiet and you curled up in a little ball in your bed with a stuffed animal or a blanket or a pillow and you said, âgod, can we talk?â and because god is you and you are god you didnât have to wait and you didnât have to go anywhere at all andââyes,â god said. and you said, âgod, i want an apartment with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city.â âgod, i want the boy with the kind eyes and tattoo-covered arms and exquisite taste in music.â âgod, i want to feel alive again.â âgod, i want to travel first-class to switzerland.â âgod, i want a hound dog named finn.â and god said, âyes.â and you said, âbut how can you make this happen?â and god said, âi can make anything happen.â and you said, âquickly?â and god said, âi love you. why would i not make this rapid?â and you said, âi can trust you?â and god said, âlike your life depends on it.â and you said, âmy life does depend on it.â and god said, âi know. iâve got it now. youâre safe. let me take care of it.â and you hugged god. and god hugged you. and you hugged yourself. and you drifted off to sleep saying, âi have it. iâm safe. i have it. iâm safe. i have it. iâmââ and you woke in the morning and the world was new. because you knew it was done. because god said yes. and god never goes back on a yes unless you tell god âno.â and any time throughout the day you thought, âis anything happening?â god said, âitâs all happening.â and you said, âbut i canât see a thing.â and god said, âi am your eyes.â and you said, âbut i donât have to do anything?â and god said, âyou did the only thing needed.â and you said, âbut what about my thoughts and my state and acting as if?â and god said, âi love you.â and you knew what that meant. so instead of worrying or wondering or obsessing another second, you went to the bakery and bought a slice of chocolate cake and drove home and sat on your back deck and ate and ate and watched the sunset and celebrated.
thank youu đ„°
THE MOVE IN; 001
synopsis; jack looks into getting a home for you in kentucky without letting you know first.
"Babe can I borrow your computer real quick?" You asked Jack who was in the bathroom.
"You know you don't have to ask." He chuckled before going back to doing whatever he was doing.
You logged in and clicked on safari and was immediately met with a page of houses in Kentucky.
You furrowed your eyebrows before closing the computer.
As if this argument was scripted, Jack came out of the bathroom and sat next to you on the bed.
"What happened? Did you forget the password or something?" He asked.
"I have a question, and be honest." You said looking him dead in the eye.
"Uh oh, what did I do this time?" Jack said chuckling nervously to ease the obvious tension.
"Why are you looking for houses in Kentucky? Do you not wanna be with me anymore?" You asked, nervously playing with the rings on your finger.
"What? Baby no. I was looking into housing in Kentucky so all of us could move out there. I would never leave you or the baby." He said rubbing your belly softly.
"Move out there? We never talked about this. How do you know I wanna live in Kentucky?" You said.
"Why wouldn't you? It's quiet and safe. And I have family out there who would love to meet our child." Jack said looking at you like you were crazy.
"Jack, don't piss me off. What is in Kentucky for me? Just because your from there doesn't mean I wanna live there!" You said getting irritated.
"Calm down! Nothing is set in stone. I was just looking into places that would be perfect for the baby to grow up in." Jack said, giving you an annoyed look.
"Don't tell me to calm down! You can't just make big decisions like this and expect me to accept it!" You said getting out of the bed and looking for your keys and purse.
"Where are you going?" Jack said following you out of your shared bedroom.
"AWAY FROM YOU!" You said putting on your shoes and slamming the front door.
"Fuck." Jack said running a hand through his curls.
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âAND SHES A HOMETOWN BABY, COULD YOU PUT YOUR PHONE DOWN MAYBE?â- OUT FRONT, JACK HARLOW
The bass of the music reverberated through the walls of Siaâs house, blending with the hum of conversations and bursts of laughter. The party was in full swing, but Zaria Brown felt out of place. Dressed to perfection in a black satin dress that hugged her curves, she clutched her drink tightly, trying to drown out the creeping weight of her reality.
Her marriage wasnât just rockyâit was practically falling apart. Her husband,Chris, hadnât even noticed her leaving tonight. He rarely noticed anything these days.
âGirl, why are you standing here looking like a snack but acting like youâre invisible?â Siaâs voice cut through her thoughts.
Zaria turned to her oldest friend, managing a small smile. âJustâŠthinking, and plus Iâm married.â
Sia rolled her eyes, pulling Zariaâs drink out of her hand and replacing it with a stronger one. âWell, stop. Itâs a party. You look too good to waste the night thinking about him.â
Zaria sighed, leaning against the wall. âYou donât get it, Sia. Itâs not that easy.â
âOf course, I get it,â Sia said, lowering her voice. âBut you deserve more than what heâs giving you. And tonight? Just have fun. Forget him for a couple of hours.â
Before Zaria could respond, her eyes caught a familiar face across the room. Her heart skipped a beat. Jack Harlow.
He looked different nowâmore polished, more confident. His curls were neater, and his jawline sharper, he had grown a beard, but the mischievous spark in his eyes was still the same. He was leaning against the kitchen counter, casually sipping a drink while laughing with a small group.
âSia,â Zaria whispered, gripping her friendâs arm. âIs that who I think it is?â
Sia followed her gaze and smirked. âYup. Jackman Harlow. Bet you didnât think youâd see him tonight, huh?â
âNo, I didnât,â Zaria admitted, her stomach twisting.
âGirl, heâs been blowing up since you last saw him. Got a whole career now,â Sia said, nudging Zaria. âAnd Iâm pretty sure heâs single.â
âSia,â Zaria hissed.
âWhat?â Sia shrugged innocently. âIâm just saying, he looks good. And considering your situationââ
âSia.â
âFine, fine. Iâll shut up. But donât act like youâre not thinking about it,â Sia teased before walking off to mingle with another group.
Zaria hesitated before taking a step forward. She wasnât sure why she felt compelled to approach him, but something about seeing Jack again after all these years made her chest tighten.
Jack noticed her as she crossed the room. His eyes widened slightly, recognition dawning. âZaria?â
âHey, Jack,â she said softly, a small smile playing on her lips.
He grinned, setting his drink down. âWow. I didnât think Iâd ever see you again.â
âYeah, itâs been a while,â she replied, folding her arms nervously.
âYou lookâŠamazing,â he said, his eyes briefly scanning her before meeting her gaze again.
âThanks,â she said, feeling a warmth rise to her cheeks. âYou donât look too bad yourself. Seems like lifeâs treating you well.â
Jack chuckled. âCanât complain. Musicâs been good to me. What about you? Howâs life?â
Zaria hesitated, the question hitting harder than she expected. âItâsâŠcomplicated,â she admitted.
Jack nodded, his smile fading slightly. âFair enough.â
There was a brief silence before he gestured toward the patio. âWanna step outside? Itâs kinda loud in here.â
Zaria glanced around, spotting Sia across the room. Her friend gave her a thumbs-up and a not-so-subtle wink. Rolling her eyes, Zaria followed Jack outside.
The cool night air was a welcome change from the stuffy heat of the party. They stood by the railing, the distant sounds of music muffled.
âSo,â Jack began, leaning against the railing. âWhat brings you here? Didnât peg you as the party type anymore.â
âSia dragged me out,â Zaria admitted with a small laugh. âShe said I needed a break.â
âFrom what?â Jack asked, tilting his head.
Zaria hesitated again, staring at the stars. âJustâŠlife. Marriage. You know, adult stuff.â
Jackâs expression shifted, concern flickering in his eyes. âMarriage, huh?â
âYeah,â Zaria said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jack nodded slowly. âYou happy?â
The question hung in the air, heavy and unavoidable. Zaria bit her lip, looking away. âItâs complicated, yeah.â
âComplicated,â Jack repeated, a hint of frustration in his tone. âSeems like a word people use when theyâre trying to avoid the truth.â
Zaria turned to him, her eyes narrowing. âAnd what would you know about it, Jack?â
âNot much,â he admitted, holding up his hands. âBut I know you. Or at least, I used to. And you donât look like someone whoâs happy.â
Zariaâs breath caught in her throat. She didnât know how to respond, so she stayed silent, the weight of his words sinking in.
Jack sighed, running a hand through his curls. âSorry. That was out of line.â
âNo,â Zaria said quickly. âYouâre not wrong. Things justâŠarenât what I thought theyâd be.â
Jack studied her for a moment, his expression unreadable. âIf you ever need someone to talk to, Iâm here. Always have been.â
Zariaâs lips parted, but no words came out. The vulnerability in his voice took her by surprise, and for a brief moment, she wondered what life might have been like if sheâd made different choices.
âThanks, Jack,â she finally said, her voice barely audible.
He nodded, his gaze lingering on her. âAnytime, Z.â
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"Without consciousness nothing exists - actually nothing at all in this world. Everything, truly everything that makes up our world, everything imaginable has always and exclusively run through a human consciousness up to this point in time.
If there is no consciousness, it cannot be proven that the world and the entire universe exist. If there is no consciousness anywhere, there are no "I"s, no environment, no nature, no sun, no cosmos.
It follows in reverse that consciousness creates everything - everything that exists; everything we feel through our senses; everything we experience; everything we remember."
-Ulrich Warnke
synopsis: after your huge fight with jack he does everything he can to make you feel better
The argument played in your head as you stared into space. You knew you overreacted and you wanted to take back everything you said but it was too late.
Tears pricked your eyes and you lazily pulled your comforter over you hoping it would shield you from all your problems.
A knock met your bedroom door and all the anxiety you felt before struck through you.
"Y/n can we talk?" You heard jack's muffled voice through the door call out to you.
You laid there in fear but you knew it was better to talk it out now than later.
"Come in." Jack came right in with no hesitation and shut the door behind him.
"Listen..I know you've been feeling- you don't know what I've been feeling." You cut him off.
"Your right I don't. I really, really don't.." he inched closer to your spot on the bed.
"Remember when I was having trouble writing lyrics for the album and I didnt feel like going to the studio?" Jack asked you.
"Yeah. That happened more than once." You chuckled tiredly and sat up on the headboard of the bed.
"And you always showed up for me. Now I would really love to show up for you if you'll let me." You took his hand and softly caressed the ring on his finger.
"I'm not going anywhere y/n. Your stuck with me." He smiled and caressed your tear-stained cheek.
"Why are you being so nice to me? I've been fucking awful to you." You asked as you leaned into his touch to hide the tears that threatened to spill.
"I can handle it." You smiled and gave him a soft kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Hey I got you something." He gave you a bag of kfc which made you look up at him with a pout on your face.
"My life would suck so much without you jack." You laughed and pulled out the items he got for you and him.