I Hope You Don't Mind But I Have So Many Request Ideas For Wilson

I hope you don't mind but I have so many request ideas for Wilson💀

Just tell me to stop and I will lol

Anyways someone said Wilson has love handles? And I was curious like how he might be insecure about that and how his s/o might comfort him?

I live to serve, feel free to blow me up with any future request.

I had such a fun time writing this and I hope you enjoy: Love Handles

Too Hot

JJ Maybank x Reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

“Come on baby” JJ tugged on your ankle only getting a groan in response. “Baby, we're all heading to beach” He tried again this time you opened your eyes, tilting your head to look at him. 

“Too hot” you whine, 

Living in the OBX had its benefits but also its negatives. One being when it gets hot it GETS HOT. It’s so hot you could cook a full course breakfast on the sidewalk. Which ironically is how you feel right now. Even with the cool breeze you can feel the sun cooking you from the inside out. 

“You’ll feel better when you're in the water” He had walked closer to you giving you the perfect view of his toned chest glistening with sweat… Great now you're even hotter. 

“It’s too late for me, go on without me.” you dramatically call out, reaching your hand out to him before dropping it to the bed.

“Am I going to have to carry you?” he’s already pulling you off the bed, wrapping your arms and legs around him. If you didn’t love him you’d shove him away, his hot skin warming you even more. 

~~~AT THE BEACH~~~

He was absolutely right the water feels amazing, and the views not bad either. You let your eyes roam over JJ's exposed chest, your cheeks flushing at the sight. “J, you know I’m still kinda hot” he looks concerned at first till you run your hand down his chest, stopping right at the hem of his swim shorts. 

“Really right now baby” he chuckled at you but he still pulled you closer. “Well you know I can’t say no to you” he places a deep kiss to your lips before leading you back to the chateau 

Night, Baby

Rick Sanchez x Reader

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“Shit” he cursed as he tripped while trying to take his shoes off. It was two am, and Rick was piss drunk. He was trying to be quiet not wanting to wake you but he was failing miserably. 

“Rick” your voice is thick with sleep. You could barely make out his figure in the darkness. 

“Sorry Baby” he grumbled, peeling off more of his clothes before slipping into bed.  His body curls around your, arms wrapping around your waist while he nuzzles your neck with his nose.

“Ugh Rick you reek of booze”, you love Rick especially when he gets like this. All sweet and cuddly but you seriously can’t sleep when he reeks like this. 

“Baby” Rick groans

“You're going to have to rinse off or sleep somewhere else.” he grumbles before he slips out of bed quickly rinsing off. You're almost asleep when he comes back getting into his original position, his wet hair sending a chill down your back. 

“Better?”

“Yeah much better” you turn your head slightly, placing a kiss on his lips. “Night, Love” 

“Night Baby” placing a kiss on your neck

Fraudulent Kiss

Barry Allen x Reader

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You gasp as Barry falls to the ground next to you, withering as he’s tased. “Your quite right Iris the assailant was left handed just like this man here”. You stare at the fake barry who is now passed out, his previous actions make so much sense now. 

Just five minutes before this Barry or everything man as Catlin is calling him kissed you. Now that you know it wasn’t Barry kissing you, you're not sure how you feel. In the moment when you felt his soft lips against yours all you felt was ecstatic. You and Barry had been dancing around each other since you met. Neither of you made the first move, till today or at least that's what you thought. You can’t believe you kissed the meta-human who's been terrorizing the city. 

“We need to get him to the cells” Wells directed, Iris objected telling the three of us that they need to take him to the police. Surprisingly Wells agreed, requesting Catlin help Iris with the unconscious Shapeshifter. While Iris and Catlin escorted the shapeshifter out of the cortex you went to find Barry. 

You cautiously enter the Wests’ house, heading up the stairs to Barrys room. At first glance you don’t see him till you open the closet, you find Barry tied and gagged. You quickly untie him, setting his head in your lap. In an effort to wake him you start with small slaps to his cheek.  At his lack of response your slaps grow rougher till eventually you slap him harshly leaving behind a red hand print. He does finally jolt awake, shock on his face as he quickly looks around. “What was that for?” he groans holding a hand to his face. 

“I’m sorry you weren’t waking up, are you okay.” you gently reach out, placing your hand over his red cheek. 

“The meta-human was here he changed into me we need to-” you quickly interrupted his rambling telling him that they had already caught him. “I just hope he didn’t do anything stupid while he was me”, he could already imagine all the crazy things this shapeshifter could have done while wearing his face. 

“Don’t worry Catlin was with him from the moment he left the house till he was at star labs.” 

“So nothing embarrassing?”  he questions, you paused for a moment contemplating whether or not you should tell him about the kiss. 

“Nope nothing i can think of…. Youdidkissmethough” you quickly say, words blending together. Barry stared at you trying to decipher what you said. 

“What?” 

Now you're the embarrassed one, face heating up as you thought over your next words. “You or fake you kissed me,” It was quiet, too quiet before Barry spoke up. 

“He kissed you” his voice was soft, laced with a tone you couldn’t place. You just shook your head, scared your voice would betray you. “Oh… Did.. did you kiss him back?” Barry seems just as surprised as you at the question. 

“I didn’t kiss him he kissed me” you felt the need to clarify, and you were avoiding answering his question, because you did kiss him back. 

“Of course” he seemed dejected at your answer, standing up and moving away from you. You panic slightly as he moves away, you didn’t want this to get between the two of you. 

“Barry, are you upset?” that was a stupid question, of course he’s upset you just aren’t exactly sure exactly what upset him. 

“Yes” he quickly answered, making you wither, Barry seemed to realize his mistake quickly elaborating.  “I’m not upset with you, I’m upset with myself” now you were just confused. 

“Why are you mad at yourself?”

“Because that stupid Meta got to kiss you before me because I’m such a chicken.” His confession leaves you breathless. 

“You want to kiss me?” you tried not to get hopeful. 

“Of course I want to kiss you, who wouldn’t want to kiss you?” You let his words sink in for a moment before you stood to your feet and kissed him. It was a soft, lovely kiss. When you pull apart, both of you have dorky smiles on your face. 

“So am I the better kisser”

You giggle giving him a bright smile, “Definitely”

Eventful

Jim Moriarty x Reader

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You run your hands over his suit jacket smoothing out non-existing wrinkles. He watches your movements focusing on the way your fingers barely graze his tie before straightening it. You eye him up and down, a smile forming on your face seemingly satisfied with your work. “There you go darling now you’ll be perfect for your little date” He places a sweet kiss to your lips, saying a quick thank you before heading to the car waiting for him. “That Sherlock stands no chance with you in that suit” he chuckles at the comment but doesn’t disagree. 

When Jim comes back from his ‘Date’ with Sherlock he’s buzzing. A joyous smile on his face as he practically skips over to you. “Helloooo, Love” he calls out, placing a kiss on your cheek. You chuckle, a smile forming of your own. 

“I take it went well”

“It was splendid you should have seen his face he was like,” he immediately started mimicking Sherlock's face albeit dramatically. This is just one of the many things you love about Jim. He’s so animated when he talks. You have never met anyone like Jim Moriaty and you doubt you ever will.  “Not only did I get to mess with Sherlock, I got a call about a potential business deal, overall it’s been quite the evening” 

“You know an eventful evening should end with an eventful night” Jim’s smile seems to get larger (If that's possible).

“My, My it must be my lucky day” You grab his face planting a deep kiss on his lips. 

“Won’t you join me in the bedroom, Moriaty” His skin prickles at the way you say his name. How could he ever decline such a lovely offer? You grab his hand hastily leading him to the bedroom.

You're shoving the bedroom door open while grabbing Jim's face. Kissing him with so much fever. He returns the passion, slipping off his jacket. By the time you make it to the bed his top is completely unbuttoned and yours is discarded on the floor. 

The two of you fell to the bed, not wanting any space between the two of you. That's how you spent the rest of the night eliciting moans and groans from each other and thoroughly marking every inch of skin on the other. 

Heat Wave

Rafe Cameron x Reader

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“I didn’t think it was supposed to be this hot today” The obx was always warm, but there are days you can get away with long sleeves, specifically sweatshirts. You thought today was one of those days but you were mistaken. Now you're uncomfortably warm even with a fan blowing on you. 

“Random heat wave” Rafe boredly states “Why, you hot?” you stare at him like he has two heads. It’s obvious that you’re roasting, your face is beet red. 

“I’m roasting, how are you not hot?” It was frustrating that he looked so collected while you're so uncomfortable.  

“Probably because I’m not dressed in a sweater, why don’t you take it off if you're so hot?”

“I can’t” now that's got his attention he’s immediately eyeing you up and down specifically your chest. 

He licks his lips “Your not wearing anything underneath”

You laugh crossing your arms over your chest. “You know this is why everyone thinks we're dating” Everyone in the OBX knows you as Rafe Cameron's girlfriend, even though you're not. Officially anyway, you both have a silent agreement that your each others.

“Who cares, what people think” he’s moved across the room sitting on the bed with you. “Now if your hot you should take off your sweater”

“I just told you-”

He cuts you off a stupid smirk on his face, one you instantly recognize as his dirty face. “I know, but that shouldn’t stop you” his hand slides up and under your sweater. His fingers just graze your stomach before your shoving it away. 

“Keep your hands to yourself Mr.Cameron and grab me one of your t-shirts” he groans rolling off the bed with a grumble. “And not a white one” you call back. 

He groans turning his head to look at you “You're no fun” you just laugh him off. “Here” he tosses a black t-shirt at you. You give him a small thank you before going to slip it on, only stopping when you notice his eyes on you. You don’t even have to say anything, just a look and he's pouting before turning around. “You know my feelings are going to get hurt if you continue rejecting me like this”

“Oh I’m sorry, would flashing you make it better” he quickly turns around nodding his head enthusiastically. He makes his way to the bed tackling you to the bed, his hands dipping beneath his black tee. He loves you in his clothes. “I was only teasing Rafe” you giggle, his fingers accidently tickling your sides.

“Nope you can’t take it back” he stops tickling instead gripping your hips. “If your not going to flash me then you owe me a kiss” your breath catches at his request but none the less your agreeing. Rafe seems surprised but he’s not questioning it. He leans down, pressing a deep kiss to your lips. 

You silently thank the Heat wave, as Rafe kisses down your neck.