#miami verse

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It’s good to see you posting again, I was wondering how you were doing because I hadn’t seen you post for a while! I’d love to see some Miami!verse where Roger is frustrated because he’s confined to the house (can you tell lockdown is getting to me?)

If there’s anything that Jim has learnt throughout lockdown, it’s that Roger needs lots of attention.

Physical affection seems to be the best antidote. A kiss when Roger is staring wistfully out the window, or a cuddle when he won’t get out of bed.

Jim orders puzzles online for them to do together and he organises a watchlist on Netflix for them. He looks up recipes for them to try cooking together and finds some gentle online exercises for them to try.

“It’s a good thing I’m stuck with you,” Roger says with a tired smile when Jim hands him a cup of tea. “Anyone else would drive me mad.”

[puerlunna]

𝐴𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒

Meu corpo ainda estava em êxtase. A vida dá mais voltas do que se possa imaginar. Encontrar Jordan era como se eu voltasse a me sentir uma adolescente de novo, cujo as únicas preocupações eram se o cabelo estava hidratado o suficiente e se o homem que eu amava me amava de volta, e posso dizer, essa era a minha única certeza naquela época. A vida foi um pouco cruel com o nosso futuro, o rompimento brusco e a dor da saudade que veio depois foram quase impossíveis de lidar. 

Agora aqui estava eu, cancelando todos os meus compromissos do dia, pois sabia que não poderia dar a Antonieta a atenção que ela esperava todas as noites. Aproveito para lhe dar o dia perfeito, fomos ao cinema onde a pequena conseguiu acabar com um balde de pipoca sozinha e se vangloriava por isso. Fomos em várias lojas e compramos roupas para as duas, inclusive o vestido que eu usaria no jantar esta noite, vermelho e elegante. Obviamente não podia faltar a ida ao salão. Antonieta amava chegar no lugar e ter suas unhas pintadas uma de cada cor, de tanto insistir, o cabeleireiro sempre lhe fazia um belo penteado. Mandona, tem a quem puxar, não posso negar.  Já era tarde, me arrumei e fui colocar Tony para dormir. Ao chegar no quarto, os olhares da garotinha não disfarçam a surpresa em me ver mais arrumada do que geralmente já sou. Dou-lhe um beijo de boa noite e a cubro melhor. Assim como o pai, ela era curiosa e obviamente abre a boca no instante que me afasto. “ Mommy, você tem outra reunião?” Ela me questiona com olhinhos sonolentos. “Hoje não, Tony. Hoje eu vou encontrar uma pessoa, que reencontrei graças a você inclusive!” Toco a ponta do nariz da pequena e acaricio suas bochechas. “Can you wish me luck?” Sorrio, pensando em como era sortuda enquanto a olhava. “Sure, he’s reaaaaally cute” O riso acaba escapando de nós duas. “Boa noite, Tony. Fiorella vai estar aqui caso precise de qualquer coisa. Mommy loves you more than the universe!” A deixo dormir e saio de casa um pouco apressada.

Escolhi um dos meus restaurantes favoritos para esse momento especial. Sua culinária é internacional então sendo assim, qualquer coisa que Jordan quisesse, teria no menu. Sou a primeira a chegar e não posso evitar os pensamentos que sempre rondam a cabeça de uma mulher nesses momentos, a apreensão dele ter desistido de me ver. Desvio os pensamentos e me dirijo à mesa que reservei, ela ficava ao lado de uma das vidraças e a vista era espetacular. Olho no relógio como se assim o tempo fosse passar mais depressa. { nemeqvittepas }

[freddie-jim-are-otp]

Someone send ask please any borhab or queen ship or even mix I'll write it.

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Someone just reblogged the photo where Roger is beside Jim Beach on a plane and Jim looks fine but Roger is writing and looks a bit frustrated and it always makes me think of Miami!verse and a situation where Miami makes Roger write lines as a punishment

Roger often gets distracted from his lines! Jim likes to give it as a punishment because writing lines can be done anywhere, but Rog gets frustrated when they’re out and about and he needs to concentrate

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Oh no part 2 went missing! So Roger stomps off to the loo and honestly does his best to come straight back and flumps down in his seat again and then Miami gives him back the paper and pen and honestly Roger could burst into tears but then Miami gives him a quick hug and says ‘only 30 more, you’re doing very well’ and he feels a lot better and might just manage those last 30 after all (2/2)

Love it! And maybe Miami lets John come and sit near Roger as a little reward for doing so well, because he knows John won’t distract Roger and will just be a comforting presence.

[bohemian-rhapsody-slash]

After that coming of age ask: Miami gave Roger his coming of age jewellery when he first claimed him because they didn’t want anyone to think the claim was fake, but now he wants to give him it for real...

Roger had suspected that this wouldn’t be an ordinary dinner from the moment Jim had asked him to get dressed up.

They rarely do formal dinners other than when Jim has to go to one of his fancy lawyer dinners, but Jim seems excited, so Roger puts on his best sub robes and his best jewellery.

They go to a nice restaurant, and even though it is formal, it’s a really nice evening and just reminds Roger how much he loves spending time with his Dom.

Just before pudding, Jim reaches across the table and takes Roger’s hand in his own. He lifts the sub’s hand to examine the bracelet on his wrist.

“Do you remember when I gave you this?” Jim asks softly.

“Of course,” Roger says with a grin. “You gave this to me the day you claimed me. To convince everyone that we were really Dom and sub.”

Jim nods thoughtfully. “This was the bracelet gifted to me when I came of age, so that I could one day give it to the sub I wanted to claim. The sub I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.”

He reaches forward and unfastens the bracelet from Roger’s wrist.

Roger’s heart stops. He doesn’t understand. Has Jim decided that their claim is still a farce? Has he fallen in love with another sub? Another sub more worthy of his coming of age jewellery?

“I want to give this to your properly,” Jim says softly, showing Roger the bracelet. “Because I want you to understand how much I love you. I want you to know you are the sub I was always meant to be with.”

Roger’s heart is pounding now as he watches Jim fasten the bracelet around his wrist again, their eyes meeting as Jim kisses his knuckles.

“I love you,” Jim says softly.

“I love you too,” Roger says happily.

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Could we hear about when Roger and Miami find out they’re having baby Felix?

Roger goes to his annual submissive medical exam with nothing but dread in his heart.

Even with Jim by his side it’s horrible, but he’s glad to have the company. He’s glad to have someone who can hold his hand and smile reassuringly at him and praise him for doing so well.

Roger sort of drifts off into a daydream like he usually does to escape these things, so he’s not really paying attention at the end of the exam when the doctor says “pregnant” instead of “fertile.”

Roger blinks, his heart stopping. “Pardon?”

The doctor smiles. “I said you’re pregnant. Congratulations.”

Roger looks at Jim, who looks as shocked as Roger feels.

But Roger squeezes Jim’s hand and smiles. “That’s good news, Master. Wouldn’t you say?”

Jim smiles too. “Yes. I’d say that’s wonderful news.”

He leans forward to kiss his sub, and Roger’s heart is pounding at the thought of finally having the family he’s always dreamed of.

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It’s lovely to have you back writing again! How about some Miami verse with Miami finding Roger all frustrated after reading a bad article about the band?

Jim has to gently take the magazine away from Roger to stop him reading it for a tenth time.

“What have I told you about reading reviews?” Jim asks softly, kissing blond hair.

Roger just mumbles under his breath, so Jim pulls the sub close, squeezing him gently. He usually finds that when Roger is in a mood like this, it’s best to just shower with him affection.

And affection usually leads to tickles.

“Stop!” Roger giggles, finally smiling. “Oh my god, no tickling please-“

Jim has mercy and pulls his sub in for a kiss.