a wild desert heart

if you'd like to keep reading one of them (no obligation of course, but I'd be thrilled if you do!), as always, please check the notes/warnings before reading any fic.

Most Romantic (or sweetest): from my Not-Valentine's story, Happy Tuesday (AU!Joel x Reader)

You don’t do Valentine’s Day. You never judged anyone who celebrated, of course. But it just wasn’t a thing for either of you, even before you got together.  

When you and Joel were first dating, you had remarked that as sweet as the sentiment of V-Day was, you would rather be given a few gerbera daisies on a random Tuesday than have someone feel obligated to buy you purposely overpriced roses or some other exorbitant gift on a specific date. You smiled at the look Joel gave you, catching a hint of relief behind those big, soft eyes. He did, however, eventually reveal himself to be a bit of a romantic.

A few weeks after that conversation, the receptionist at your office buzzed your cubicle, stating there was a delivery waiting, addressed to you. Back at your desk, you undid the cream colored satin bow and ribbon, lifted the lid from the sage green cubed box and gently pulled out its contents - a small bubble bowl vase. Floating inside were three bright gerbera daisies, the vibrant hues highlighted by the water reflecting the light from your desk lamp. Flipping open the accompanying note, your chest tightened a bit upon reading the only two words on the paper, written in his unmistakable scrawl..

Your Angstiest: from a sweetly sad soulmates tale, If I Should Die Before You Do (AU!Jack Daniels x afab!Reader)

"It's been a bumpy ride, y'know. Especially these past few weeks….Missed you so goddamned much…"

"I know, Junebug. You know my hasty exit wasn’t voluntary. And you knew I’d be here now.” He lifted his hand, brushing a knuckle lightly along your jaw, his tender gaze meeting yours.  “Especially now."

You leaned into him, seeking more from the warmth of his touch. The delicate brush of his moustache against your temple as he placed a kiss. The two of you stood in front of the glass, letting everything behind you fall away.

Your most humorous: from an inspired New Year's drabble with a pickle as a prop (get your minds outta the gutter, folks ) These Foolish Things Remind Me of You (Javier Peña x Reader)

You glance at your alarm clock, squinting at the screen. It was after 11:00 am.

You feel the warmth of Javi’s body close behind you, his form molded to yours as you both lay on your side. His arm draped over your waist, broad palm and generous fingers splayed over your belly. His pelvis lightly pressing into your ass as he squirms unconsciously, an evident morning erection nudging you from behind.

A soft snore indicating he was still reveling in sweet slumber.

Bastard.

Your sexiest: from a swanky event followed by a sweet and spicy night of passion - Rhapsody in Blue (Javi Gutierrez x F!Reader)

Two words fall like a prayer from his lips.

“Show me.”

With a slow, shuddering breath, you pull at your skirt, your fingers collecting it inch by inch as it drags up along your legs. The slit had left just enough to Javi’s imagination, but as you grasp the silken fabric in your fist, his breath hitches when he doesn’t see the lacy garment you’d been wearing earlier.

His brows raise, his lips pursed in an exaggerated pout. “You already unwrapped my gift?”

A mischievous grin curls your lip. “I did leave the dress on for you, didn’t I?”

“Indeed you did.” Your eyes catch a slow sweep of Javi’s tongue as his teeth catch his lower lip. A breathy reply as he smiles at your playful teasing.  “Cara mia…”

You reach your hand down to caress his cheek. “Mon cher….”

Another brush of his hand against your knee. His voice registers lower, growing hoarse with desire.

“Mi reina…”

The heat spreads through you with two simple words. You know exactly what he desires.