#boxer x reader

[bubblelylu]

Boxer husband x fem!reader

MDI 18+ (reader getting head)

Jax personal massages never end how it's supposed to "supposedly", one minute you're on your stomach, melting into the couch with Jax's rough hands rubbing you the best way, your back arching into his hands while you let out little huffs, and although your back is still arching while trying not to make much noise, it's definitely for a different reason.....somehow Jax messages always ends with Jax face in between your ass, he loves his wife and Jax love his wife's pretty kitty just the same, it's almost like he needs to at least taste you once every day, how else is he supposed to know if you're healthy...at least that's the lame excuse he trys to throw out even if he's not a doctor and doesn't even know shit about wellness...I mean just look at him, the only reason why he's not sickly sick is because of you, yet you fall for the trap every time, letting him think that he sorry of an excuse worked, how else are you supposed to see that little glints in his eyes like he actually convinced you

When Jax get really clingy, it's one of the most noticeable things about him. Unfortunately he always just puts you in one of the most closest and embarrassing positions you both can be in...a mating press, no matter what you will always be in a mating press with his arms around you and just clinging like he's not a 200 pound man, yet with each time, he knows just how heavy he is because he uses the weight to basically pin you to the couch, while ranting about absolutely nothing, it's like he knows he heavy and he absolutely loves the fact...plus he always reminds you that you love that fact about him as well when he's so deep inside- yet you always swat at him playful before he can start mimicing your moans from earlier nights.

It's always wholesome....at first, with his face in your neck, rambling like he's not supposed to be some nonchalant dude people perceive him to be, and honestly you don't mind one bit especially with how he explains, it's basically the highlights of his days nowadays, with boxing and the take out he tries to live off most days, he definitely finds the comfort of his wife so much appealing, well...I mean like the comfort of laying on his wife appealing the most, in fact the mere thought of getting off of you to perhaps eat dinner...the homemade dinner that you cooked, is just to much space between the two even when you offered to even sit in his lap while you ate together, obviously Jax wasn't convinced so for another two hours you two often stayed like that, till he says his back hurts....like you weren't folded like origami for a whole two hours, only with a little moving did Jax finally sit up. Not only could you hear every part of you cracking, reminding you just how old you both are getting(y'all are 25) but now Jax wanna suddenly give you a message with the most mischievous grin he can muster up forming on his face.

Then again...you really can't see anything right now by the way your eyes are rolled back so far in your skull, not only have both of you completely forgotten about your message that you were supposed to get but you're completely dripping on the couch, now the sheets of the couch is gonna have to get cleaned, you can't help but whine at the future labor, that or the way Jax is basically making out with your pretty kitty, each stripe the Jax lick is like 5 more messy drops onto the couch....he's such a messy eater, he always cleans up just right after so you can't be to mad- oh? And what's this? Apparently he remembered the message as his hands suddenly starts gripping your waist to drag you back further onto his tongue, all while rubbing your hips with his thumbs, he's such a sweetheart, what more could you want from your husband other than an orgasm, don't worry though... you'll get plenty of those tonight.

Honestly I literally just wrote this little paragraph but just accidentally deleted it.....😗 But it wasn't much honestly, I was just saying how this trope is really cute, like reader and is clingy loser husband, it's so cute honestly and I would love to write more in the future, I have ideas but I know other people have ideas and if you have any...you can let me know lol, but I can't promise anything because I'm new to this....also! I'm wondering how to include more like way on how to imply chubby reader like "he loved feeling the plumb in between his fingers, that's how he knew you were really his wife" or something lol, but I wonder how I can help it along more like that or if I should just keep it as any body type since I don't really specify a body type each time, anyways sorry for the yapping!

- love bubblylylu

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[bubblelylu]

Boxer x fem!reader

Jax has always been the weird type but in the worst way, at least that's how some people put it. Nobody cared for him unless it was for his looks because he truly was a pretty boy, ever since highschool....he was just a pretty boy, nobody cared for his personal issues. Nobody cared about his voice and not a single soul cared about him as an actual person, in fact why would they? He never tried to take up for himself from the countless whispers to the plain bullying he endured supposedly from the same crew he was hanging around with. Jax was always somewhere near the popular kids simply for his appearance, he rarely spoke but who needs worlds anyways? Jax was just simply a piece of candy that others tried to lick on but couldn't even come close to.

Unfortunately due to Jax just not caring about much, he gotten mixed up with the wrong groups....yes the typical drugs and fighting and crime, although he definitely was the one to hang back when things were actually happening, like the last year of highschool when his "gang" "stole" a shit ton of beer, Jax was the one to hang back as the boys ran away, instead apologizing and paying for the beers even if he didn't have much money to began with, it didn't make it any better when his "friends" barely notice him gone since he just went back home anyways, only living with his dad that's a workaholic meant that both Jax and his dad was incredibly tired all the time yet for different reasons.

Only did Jax actually start living after turning 23, with all the "crimes" he did and barely escaping each time, did he attract some "watchers". It was some dudes that had a crude mouth but really only for the ring. Jax always did find it a bit confusing how excited they got simply by talking about the "ring", yet he assumed they were talking about like a wedding ring which most laughed at him when told that. So one day they simply just brought Jax to where they all fell in love once.... apparently including jax, walking into the underground training room where it's shit everywhere, it's punching bags everywhere he turned, dudes half naked in some skimpy shorts talking about the ring and even a few professional looking dudes...yet Jax can tell they were anything but. It seemed almost too much for Jax to think about, with so many feet shuffling on the top floor Jax can only wonder what the hell was going on...it wasn't long before Jax was invited into the boxing ring himself. He has a natural talent and had been training since 15 so really it was his natural calling.

For at least 3 years, Jax has been in the boxing ring, sometimes fighting with an ounce of his life and yet still with the biggest grin on his face, he eventually did start wearing a mask although from all the attention he was getting simply because of his appearance, he hated it with a fiery passion so after the mask was put on, it was like he could completely be himself, not caring to make sure his face don't get in the camera or nothing like that, but instead just doing the boxing like he was meant to do, and it's been like that since he turned 25 yet slowly he started to grow more tired, he smile started to drop a bit, he shoulders started to tighten up and his swings turned heavy, he was getting stressed out of his mind, he had more than enough money to go get some "stress relief" but drugs often hindered him in the ways he really didn't like and.... Prostitution....he wasn't gonna contribute to that, he was an underground boxer but still a man first, he respectable one at that...plus he only had girlfriends that was after what he had so he wasn't too keen on dating...until, a lovely lady came into his life unexpectedly, Jax won't get into the details but he was on the edge of death so he's glad you spoke up at least.

It's been years since you started dating Jax, the huge man that stays quiet and only wears a mask every single day, you really didn't like seeing him fight which is one of the reasons you simply don't go to his matches as much as he'll like you to, you sometimes try to watch his matches in person but you don't want to see your sweet man getting beat up on...even if he wins after all. So after every match when he's done for the day, he comes home to his gorgeous girlfriend(soon to be wife) and just completely melts into her even if Jax is a 6 foot 2 hunk of a man while you're a 5 foot 8 woman, it's almost like Jax just doesn't want to move off of you as soon as he comes home, with have to result in you asking him if he's hungry and if he needs to be patched up, even how you needs to at least run a bath for him. Now this goes on for at least an hour before you can even somehow convince Jax to move slightly. If you somehow even managed to get up...best believe Jax is following you with not a single step between you two, it's quite the theatrics with this man but you can't help but laugh every time your clingy man picks you up just to walk back to the couch and cuddle once more.

Jax needs his lovely plush wife(soon) to stay on him, he needs the warmth and the weight of her, he needs the smell of her, it's impossible for him to even think if he doesn't have his wife on him, imagine a worker bee without his queen....what's his purpose? Can you tell how dramatic he is? It always makes you laugh a bit when he goes on a dramatic rant about how he barely got to see his wife all day and how he's been dying slowly without her. Jax is truly one of a kind with his strange habits as well, like how after cuddling for 2 hours, he needs to undress both of you just to be skin to skin, nothing sexual....yet, but just skin and skin plus he's always so serious about the fact, always saying how you heal him just from skin to skin contact alone but your voice helps him heal completely.

Although Jax is like this in private, that doesn't mean that he isn't like this in public, not only is he lovey dovey in public but he's more than comfortable with you to be clingy in any space, that doesn't mean that he's soft for others.. you witness that first hand when he broke the nose of a dude that was harassing you, although it spooked you a little with how fast it happened, Jax just went right back to being clingy like how he always is while guiding you away from the man that's bleeding out of his nose of the ground, opting to get some more jewelry for you so it can take your mind off what just happened, it didn't work but hey....at least you got some new jewelry? It wasn't like you were scared of him...just aware of his skills and truly how quick things can go left but not on you... definitely not.

Even if Jax is a boxer, he would never lay his hands on you, the thought even makes him mad with himself for even thinking of it, he'll rather be beat on so you never have to get hit, even if it's a playful one, he doesn't play about that in any way, you're his wife and if anything happens to you...he's setting everything on fire...even if it's a paper cut!

Hello! I would say I had a vision for this but I don't think I fully executed this like I wanted to, I think my thoughts were all over the place but honestly...I kinda love it! I would say there's definitely more I could and should add but for now.... I really don't mind this! I think I might try and like patch this up somehow later but for now my brain is a little empty of ideas....thanks! And love you! This is bubblylylu out

-bubblelylyu

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[grapes0duh]

When I log onto tumblr and they recommend me all of my x reader tags at once

[viviuxd]

MY CUTE SWAN

SYPNOSIS: After your ballet dance you meet again with your older brother, and his best friend, with whom you have been in love since childhood.

PAIRING:boxer x female reader

TW:none!

NA:English and Spanish/inglés y español

"My brother brought his friend!" You shook your friend vigorously, nervous about approaching him. You had seen him a couple of times at your house and secretly harbored a crush on him.

"Did you see him? He's so cute." You twirled around in your lovely tutu, excited to see him there. "I think he was looking at me."

"I'm sure that guy will fall for you, you look super cute. I bet he won't be able to resist you." Your friend grabbed your shoulders tightly, more excited than you. "And I think he's coming!" She let out a small squeal and winked at you before running off.

You glanced to the side and saw your older brother and his best friend walking towards you. Your heart raced wildly as you saw the guy you'd secretly liked since childhood holding a bouquet of roses. You smiled as you approached your brother to greet him with a tight hug.

"I thought you might not make it..." You murmured as he hugged you tightly, lifting you in the air with a big smile on his face.

"I'm the boss, I can leave whenever I want, little sis." He gently put you down, looking at you fondly. It had been months since they last saw each other.

You smiled at your brother, missing him, but the laughter of your crush interrupted the reunion and made your stomach churn, like butterflies fluttering inside. You turned to him, trembling with nerves.

"Hello..." You greeted, your voice sounding like that of a little girl. You hated how your voice changed when you spoke to him.

"You look pretty," he mentioned, smiling at you, a genuine smile. You wished to kiss him right then. He looked you up and down with seriousness. "Pink suits you."

You swallowed hard, even more nervous at his compliments. You had never had such a long conversation with him. You glanced at the roses unintentionally, not wanting to show your exhaustion in front of everyone.

He smiled mockingly as he extended his hand to give you the roses. "A gift for you, you did great on stage." He leaned in to give you a quick kiss on the cheek. Your brother quickly frowned and pulled him back, murmuring, "don't pull your stunts in front of me." Your brother dragged him off the stage, leaving you alone again, but happy about your first interaction.

Quickly, you ran to change. You put on comfortable clothes, as your brother had told you they would go out after your dance. You were excited to spend time with his friend more than with him.

MI LINDO CISNE

SYPNOSIS: Después de tu baile de ballet te reencuentras con tu hermano mayor y su mejor amigo, de quien estás enamorado desde la infancia.

EMPAREJAMIENTO: Boxeador x Lectora

TW: ninguna!

"¡Mi hermano trajo a su amigo!" Sacudiste con fuerza a tu amiga, nerviosa por acercarte a él. Lo habías visto un par de veces en tu casa y estabas secretamente enamorada de él.

"¿Lo viste? Es suuuper lindo." Diste vueltas con tu lindo tutú, emocionada por verlo allí. "Creo que me estaba viendo."

"Estoy segura de que ese chico se enamorará de ti, te ves super linda. Apuesto a que no va a poder resistirse a ti." Dijo tu amiga agarrándote de los hombros con fuerza, más emocionada que tú. "¡Y creo que ya viene!" Ella soltó un pequeño grito y te guiñó el ojo antes de salir corriendo.

Miraste hacia un lado y viste a tu hermano mayor y su mejor amigo caminando hacia ti. Tu corazón latió desenfrenadamente al ver cómo el chico que te gustaba desde pequeña tenía un ramo de rosas en la mano. Sonreíste al verlo y te acercaste a tu hermano para recibirlo con un gran abrazo.

"Pensé que no podrías venir..." Murmuraste mientras él te abrazaba fuertemente, levantándote por el aire con una gran sonrisa en el rostro.

"Soy el jefe, puedo salir cuando yo desee, hermanita." Te bajó delicadamente, mirándote con cariño. Hacía meses que no se veían.

Sonreíste mirando a tu hermano, lo extrañabas, pero la risa de tu amor platónico interrumpió el momento de reencuentro y hizo que tu estómago se revolviera, como mariposas en el estómago. Volteaste a verlo, temblando por los nervios.

"Hola..." Saludaste, tu voz sonaba como la de una niña pequeña, odiabas cómo tu voz cambiaba cuando hablabas con él.

"Te ves linda", mencionó sonriéndote, una sonrisa genuina. Deseabas besarle en ese momento. Él te miró de arriba a abajo con seriedad. "Te queda bien el rosa."

Tragaste fuerte, aún más nerviosa por sus halagos. Jamás habías tenido una conversación tan larga con él. Miraste las rosas sin querer, no querías mostrar tu fatiga frente a todos.

Él sonrió burlesco mientras extendía su mano para darte las rosas. "Un regalo para ti, estuviste muy bien en el escenario." Se acercó para darte un rápido beso en la mejilla. Tu hermano rápidamente frunció el ceño y lo jaló hacia atrás, murmurándole "no hagas tus estupideces delante de mí." Tu hermano lo arrastró fuera del escenario, dejándote nuevamente sola, pero feliz por su primer acercamiento.

Rápidamente, corriste a cambiarte. Te pusiste ropa cómoda, ya que tu hermano te había dicho que saldrían después de tu baile. Estabas emocionada por pasar tiempo con su amigo más que con él.

[kendallroydefender]

Coming Home (Boxer x Reader)

A/n: hey so this is my first time writing Boxer but I have more planned

Boxer looked at the sleeping woman next to him. Zoe. It was morning and he needed to get up, get up to work.

He took a shower and was about to make a coffee when he heard a knocking on the door. He walked to the door, a glance into his bedroom told him zoe was also at the shower. Whoever could knock on the door it probably meant trouble was coming his way. That’s how his life worked. When he opened the door he gasped lightly - not many things could have pulled this reaction from the man but you.

You were slightly nervous when you came back to the club you left almost a year ago. It was a hard decision but you needed to go back to your home country to help your parents. After your father broke his leg they needed some extra help but after he recovered you had some time to think about your life, your choices and him. You left and haven’t talked to Boxer since then. The two of you had decided that you weren’t cut out to deal with a long distance relationship and broke off. The feelings didn’t left though and you decided to come back to ibiza. Back to your previous life, your previous job and the only man you ever truly loved. Life with him was not easy, you were always afraid that something would happen to him but you had so much fun also.

Now you were infront of his door and when the door was opened and revealed him your heart almost sprung out of your chest.

"Hey" you whispered and he gulped "Hey“ he said back. You cleared your throat you went through this situation at least hundred times in the plane but now you were at loss for words. "Since when are you back?“ he tried to say something "An hour“ you said, his eyebrows went up a little bit, so you came straight from the airport to his apartment.

Just as he was about to say something you heard a door open somewhere inside and you frowned slightly, in all the scenarios you painted in your head you failed to consider him having a new girlfriend. You saw a woman walking from the bathroom into the kitchen, she glanced briefly in your direction for a second. "This was a mistake i- I’m sorry" you turned to walk away, feeling tears starting to form in your eyes, when you felt a hand grasp your wrist, firmly but softly at the same time. You hesitated for a second but looked at him in the end. "We have to talk. Meeting at 3pm?“ you nodded "At the place?“ you asked and he smiled slightly before nodding "at the place“.

You talked a moment with the bartender of the bar. Everyone was so nice to you, that it made you feel like coming back was the right decision. Ibiza had become your home anyway. With or without him. Even if it would break your heart again. Nobody you talked to mentioned the new woman wich sparked some hope in you that maybe she was just a one night stand.

You spend the rest of the day wandering around the city til you got into the car you rented and drove to the place, your place. As cheesy as it sounded you and Boxer had a place. You found it one night after a slightly stressful dinner at the Calafat mansion, you just drove around in his car until you spotted a bunch of trees that surrounded a perfect little space on the cliffs, perfect to look over the beach and the sea and far away from the spots the tourists went to. You watched the sunset with his arm around you, your head on his shoulder. A rare peaceful moment. The memory made you smile. You were early so you sat down on the stones hearing the waves crashing deep below you. You were Deep into your thoughts that you didn’t heard him arriving.

Boxer got out of his car. Smiling as he saw you sitting there. You were still the most beautiful human he had ever seen. The way you didn’t took anyone’s shit, the way you had always made him forget about everything that were going on in his life, the way you made him laugh and laughed at his stupid jokes, the way he let his walls down immediately when he was around you.

When you left he wanted to forget about this all. He pushed his feelings deep inside him. He swore he would never let anyone come as close to him as you so he wouldn’t get hurt again and it worked but there was still a tiny hole in his chest only one person could fill.

You heard his footsteps behind you and took a deep breath before turning your head, squinting slightly you looked up at the tattooed man. "Hey.. again“ he said and you smiled "Hey“ you patted the spot beside you and he sat down next to you. "How are your parents?“ boxer asked "They’re good.“ he smiled "That’s great... so you’re back?“ you nodded "Yes. After all this island is my home. I just missed it too much.“ a comfortable silence fell over you. You cleared your throat "Soo... What do you wanted to talk about?“ he looked down "I missed you. I missed you so much“ he stated and you knew that this meant so much more. Your voice came out a whisper as you told him that you missed him too. "The woman from this morning? Is it something serious?“ he looked out to the see, contemplating what to say "No and yes. It’s not a one night stand but she’s... she’s married. I think I just needed a distraction.“ you nodded now it was your turn to look into the horizon. "Where do we go from here?“ you asked and he let out a deep breath "I don’t know y/n. I only know I don’t want to go another day without you by my side.“ a smile spread on your lips "Me neither.“ you told him, he put his hand on you cheek and looked deep into your eyes as you leant closer, eyes fluttering shut as his lips touched yours. It felt like coming home and you both knew that whatever would be you would be in each other’s life’s.