My GIRL Back At It Again With Her Talented Ass Writing Fuck

my GIRL back at it again with her talented ass writing fuck😍♥️

i’m just in my soft Zion hours, let me be

Most people see Zion as someone distant. So did you when you first met him. But when you started dating he showed you his soft side, how fond of you he is. You guys had been dating for over a year now and that’s what made you love him the most, that he trusted you enough to be himself around you.  One day you were laying around on the couch with Z, but you noticed he was staring at you, which made you blush. ‘Babe, why you so pretty? Like damn, did I really get this lucky?’ He simply said. You couldn’t help but just giggle, not really knowing how to answer. ‘You’re just so cute, so stunning, I could just stare at you for hours and I wouldn’t mind. I’m falling really damn hard for you’ Zion then squished your cheeks together and starting giving you little feather pecks, which made you giggle even more. ‘Fuck, I love you. That’s it, I said it, I love you, I love you, I love you and I love you’ Neither of you had said those words, but the fact that Zion was the first one to say them, made everything a hundred times more special.  ‘Wait, hold up’ You said, which instantly made him nervous. You couldn’t hold it any longer and you just burst into laughter, Zion was disappointed but not impressed at this point, ‘So, that’s it? You’re just going to laugh after what I just said?’ He was getting pissed now. ‘Z, are you kidding me? Caleb, I don’t love you, boi, I ADORE YOU. I swear, my heart just has to grow bigger because my love for you is endless. I was just taken aback, I guess, but I love you Z, don’t you ever dare think otherwise.’ There were no words left to say, he just kissed you lovingly, making you feel like the happiest girl in the world.

Mathematics, I just wanted to say, that you are the bane of my entire existence.

I haven’t paid any attention to the past classes of physics, and I can confidently say that i’m probably going to flunk my tests😜

holy chains in B’s neck, my knees quivered, mostly cuz i would love for him to do this to me when im going through one of my anxiety episodes😪♥️

sitting scrolling through your phone, everything is fine until, you get this all too familiar feeling in your stomach. It feels like your whole core is shaking, your breathing getting a little uneven. Everyone has felt this feeling and sometimes it just happens out of the blue; anxiety. He notices your shakiness and knows what’s going on.He scoops you up in his arms, swaying the both of you. His chin resting against your cheek; your eyes closed focusing on his scent and his soft voice. “No te pasa nada“ “You’re okay baby”

yasss Z, im all about that simba content🙌🏼 like Zion step aside, simba reigns this kingdom now🤧😩😍

Just a thought: In the middle of a heated make out session with Z. His hands had a firm grip on your ass with you laying comfortably on his chest while pushing his dreads away from his face. Loud footsteps moving quickly across the hardwood floor as Simba burst in the room, jump up on the bed.

Zion whined, “Come on man!” You shook your head and invited Simba to climb in your arms.

“Hey baby! How’s mama’s boy?”

“Don’t hey baby him. What about me?” Zion pouted and watched Simba lick all over your face. He couldn’t stay mad because he thought y'all looked mad cute.

welcome to soft hoe hours w/ Maria. ‘tis a sleeping!Brandon one shot that I finally have the opportunity to post. soo enjoy babes (if anyone even reads this).

You remember one of the first moments that you knew that he was your one and only being the late evening after you had woken up from a nap. You remember opening your eyes and blurrily seeing the navy blue and grey walls, visible by the dim-light from the grey lamp in the nightstand. You had faintly recognized the living room, it smelling like its usual sandalwood and peppermint scent, leaving the house smelling earthy, minty and fragrant. You could feel the rough, texturized surface of the black couch beneath the pad of your fingers, as well as hear the soft noise that came from the AC; it was in its usual temperature leaving the house ice cold, however, you were warm even though the black and white plait blanket was laying on the brown wooden floor. Turning your body towards the source of heat, you laid your eyes on his face.

You remember just watching him sleep, not in a creepy way, but in an admiring and awe-filled way. He had soft, messy, curly, brown hair that was spread like a halo on the black pillow he was resting on, random tendrils falling over his forehead. His usual almond-shaped dark brown eyes that curved cutely at the ends when he smiled, were closed, twitching unconsciously at times. His short, thick eyelashes that were passed to him due to his Mexican descent, rested over his cheeks. His straight, roman nose that perfectly fit his square-shaped face. His cheeks, that used to be more filled and were now were slim due to puberty and hours spent working out daily, were flushed pink due to the heat that our clothed bodies radiated to each other. His full, salmon-coloured lips were parted open, leaving two front teeth open to sight. Puffs of calm, timed breaths came out every time he exhaled, snoring softly with each inhaled air. The blue hoodie that he was wearing contrasting beautifully with his tan, smooth skin that he shaved this morning, leaving his ever-present stubble nowhere to be seen. His usual masculine and musky scent wafting into your nose, leaving you slightly light-headed. The total peace and tranquility of the moment imprinting itself into your mind, leaving it to be remembered for the rest of your life.

Yeah, he was definitely the love of my life.