AARRGGG HES SUCH A CAT ?????? I WANNA EAT HIM SO BAD PLEASE

AARRGGG HES SUCH A CAT ?????? I WANNA EAT HIM SO BAD PLEASE

like I need Xavier so bad y’all don’t understannd…

was saving for his birthday, well, looks like everything is going to this card💀🙏

the vid here

LADS: SHOWING OFF THEIR BODY THROUGH TEXTS;

Bonus:

That's all for now, thank you

Xavier! Fluffy hc’s

Xavier who grabs you for nap times even if you’re not sleepy.

Xavier who loves nuzzling into your neck and inhaling your scent.

Xavier who loves sleeping with his head on your lap or your chest or your tummy.

Xavier who finds excuses to show up at your door. “Do you have sugar?” “I found this new book you might like” “my ac isn’t working”. At one point you just tell him your code and he lets himself in.

Xavier who loves sleeping in your bed cause it smells like you.

Xavier who always pouts when you talk to Jeremiah. It doesn’t matter what the conversation is about.

“The bear I gave her, the bear she gave me” trend, but we make it with little crows and Sylus

“The plushie she gave me, the plushie I gave her”

at some point we gotta acknowledge that getting the majority of your news and takes and general opinions from tumblr is not meaningfully different than getting it from tiktok even though on here it's in textual form. understanding the world through the lens of viral videos vs understanding it through breathless unsourced text posts written by dykeastarion69

Johnny who simply needs you.

It was so easy to become frustrated. The hard part was letting go.

That was where you fit in, the perfect puzzle piece to temper Soap's rage. He punched enough men in his life but nothing came as close to helping him as being with you did. You were a godsend, a sight for sore eyes, bonnie, and he if didn't do anything else, Johnny would absolutely show you just how much of a blessing you truly were.

He wasn't even home a full ten minutes from a long deployment before he had you on the bed, naked, open, and yearning for him. He wasn't gonna fuck you just yet, gorgeous, because he needed to feel you. Needed to see you at your most beautiful, bonnie.

Your lips are slightly swollen from his very firm kisses and you're covered in hickeys. Soap's handiwork, his magnum opus if you will, and maybe later you'll figure out how to cover them when you go out but for now, you fucking glow at the way he looks at you. You glow at the way he's marked you.

His handiwork. His. And you are his, a reason to come home, the absolute measure of everything he does, and being with you made his conviction stronger than it's ever been.

He kisses you again, situating himself fully between your legs, and oh fuck—he pushes in slowly. Soap is home inside you and not willing to move just yet. Just needed to feel you, needed to feel the frustration leave his body and make way for something better.

You're breathless when the kiss ends. You feel squirm around, doing your damndest to make him move and fuck you silly but Johnny's having none of it. Not yet anyway. Doesn't stop him from barking out a laugh, though. Nice try, bonnie.

He presses your foreheads together, rests against you for the moment, and yeah, the frustration's a distant memory now. Everything's just filled with you.

Johnny doubts he'll stop punching assholes, though.