Happy Birthday To Our Angel And The Only Man That Exists 🤓🤖💭💤🤍 I Love You

omg italy showing up for our boy 🥹🥹🥹🥹

full size images of luigi’s tinder

he’s so “i love my gf” coded

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹!!!!!

The legal fund has officially surpassed $1M! 🎉

bliss

warnings: none just fluff :)

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you always tease your boyfriend for being a heavy sleeper. honestly, the world could be ending, and he’d still be snoring his little head off. he always blushes and denies it, but you’ve seen the proof. especially this morning.

you hear your alarm that you set last night blaring as you wake from your slumber, feeling the warmth of the bed, of the boy in your arms who’s dead to the world, who has his face nestled between your breasts like they’re his personal pillow.

“lu…” you utter his name softly, while trying to move. “i have to get up and get ready for work, and so do you. you gotta go to work too.”

he doesn’t budge. not even a little. you just hear a sleepy sigh come out of him as he burrows further into you like a stubborn cat.

“lu,” you try again, shaking his shoulder gently. still nothing. how he’s able to sleep through your alarm blaring as loud as a siren you will never understand.

you huff, resorting to poking his cheek. “come on, baby, wake up.”

finally, you gently lift up his head and press a kiss to both of his cheeks, showing his beauty marks some love, then…

“i’m up, i’m up,” he mumbles groggily, cracking one eye open.

you roll your eyes, but the fond smile tugging at your lips betrays you. “and you always love to tell me that you aren’t a heavy sleeper.”

he groans dramatically, planting kisses onto your breasts. “shut up…” he mumbles, voice thick with sleep.

you smile wider. he’s always such a soft baby in the mornings.

“anyway,” you giggle, slipping your fingers into his rowdy curls and giving them a light tug. “we need to shower.”

he sighs, reluctant, his head now buried in the crook of your neck. “too early…” he murmurs, his voice still sleepy.

“you say that every morning,” you tease, nudging him. “come on, we both have jobs to get to. besides, you smell like sleep and laziness.”

“meannnnnn!” he whines, finally letting you go and stretching with a yawn. you take the opportunity to grab your phone and finally put an end to your deafening alarm.

“thank you,” you coo, giving the phone a triumphant glare before tossing it aside.

luigi groans again but sits up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. “do we have toooo?” he asks, his voice thick with sleep. his eyes are half open, and your heart melts as you take in just how much he resembles an innocent little boy getting dragged out of bed on a weekend.

“yes we have to,” you smile as you get out of bed to stand up and stretch. “i told you baby, we both have to go to work, otherwise we’ll both be poor!” you giggle again, taking his hand to remove him from the comfort of the blankets.

he sighs, but eventually, follows you toward the bathroom. he stumbles behind you, clinging to your hand as if he might fall back into bed if you let go.

you enter the bathroom, flicking on the light as he exhales, still clinging to you. “too bright…” he mutters, squinting.

you let go of his hand and pull your underwear, the only piece of clothing you wore to bed last night, off. it always got too warm in your room at night, so underwear was the only thing you’d wear to sleep. luigi never minded though, it meant that he could just snuggle his face into your breasts like a baby.

“now come on,” you nudge him playfully. “strip!”

he sluggishly hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his calvin kleins. with a tired huff, he pulls them down, stepping out of them clumsily, still half asleep. you can’t help but smile as he wobbles slightly, blinking against the bathroom light. he’s just so cute.

even when he’s in this state, he’s beautiful. you’ve always loved his body. yes you love it in a sexual way, but also in a way that makes your heart feel content. the way his toned abs glisten in the bathroom lighting, the subtle definition along his waist, the faint marks from where he’s stretched and grown. he’s warm and familiar, the kind of person who feels like home even when he’s doing something as simple as standing there, blinking sleepily at you.

you’re snapped back to reality when you hear him ask you a question, his voice not sounding sleepy anymore, but rather shy.

“why are you staring at me?”

you blink, caught, but you don’t deny it. instead you step forward, softly running a hand down his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “i just love looking at you.” you admit.

luigi blinks at you for a second before a slow, lopsided smirk tugs at his lips. the shyness gone, his eyes now shimmering with something smug. “yeah?” he hums, tilting his head. “can’t get enough of me, huh?”

you roll your eyes and plant a kiss on his cheek, before pulling your hand away from his chest and heading towards the shower. “don’t let it get to your head now!” you tease, though the fondness in your voice betrays you.

he chuckles, standing up a little straighter, clearly enjoying the attention. “too late.”

just as you step into the shower, you feel his hand smack your bare ass, making you yelp.

“luuuuu!” you squeal, and you whirl around to find him grinning, looking far too pleased with himself.

“sorry,” he hums, not looking sorry at all. “saw the opportunity right in front of me and i just had to take it. especially when you’re right in front of me looking like that.”

you narrow your eyes at him, but with the way your boyfriend is rubbing the sleep crust from his tear ducts, looking all adorable, makes it impossible for you to be angry at him. not that you are angry, if anything you love it. you love the way that even though he’s half asleep, he’s still playful. you love the way that he feels as though he can touch any part of your body without hesitation.

shaking your head, you turn on the shower and grab his wrist, tugging him under the water. “you’re impossible.”

“and yet you love me,” he teases, pressing a wet kisses to your forehead. “you love me sooo much.”

you try to feign nonchalance, but you can’t help but smile. “i do.”

the warm water flows over both of you, the steam rising around you, creating a soft, peaceful haze. luigi’s grin fades into a relaxed smile as you wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head against his damp chest.

he lets out a happy huff, one hand gently running through your hair as he holds you close.

“this is nice,” he murmurs, placing kisses into your now wet hair. “mornings like this… make getting up early almost worth it.”

you smile against him, savoring the simple comfort of being wrapped up in his embrace. “see? waking up early isn’t all bad!” you tease.

he chuckles quietly, rubbing your back as the water continues to get warmer. “maybe… but only if i get to do this with you every morning.”

you tighten your hold on him, feeling his warmth seep into you. work, your other responsibilities, all of a sudden seem so far away. right now, it’s just the two of you, sharing this quiet, blissful moment.

you could get used to this.

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i’m so sorry if this is bad omg i haven’t written anything in years! i thought that after today’s news that this might lift the mood :) let me know what u guys think of this!! love u all!!

IMAGINE….

you post a tiktok exactly like this after you and toxic!luigi break up…

luigi has his phone clutched in his hand, stomach churning as he watches the tiktok of you and your friends applauding. he’d bite his lip, glaring down at the illuminated screen, examining you.

you’re dressed in a mini skirt and a crop top, wearing clothes you know he’d hate if you were to go out alone in them.

but, you’re broken up. it shouldn’t matter to him.

but it does.

luigi seethes at the sight of your friends cheering you on, mindlessly giggling and clapping.

he’s filled with blind rage at the thought of you going out like that, without him, to talk to other men. hell, he couldn’t even bare the thought of other men looking at you.

he watches your tiktok over and over and over again… before closing the app he already hated so much, throwing his phone angrily. he only got the god-forsaken app because you begged him to. he gets himself so worked up, even though he fucked up your relationship.

good thing the break up was recent.

luigi still has your location.

and he wants to have a talk.

first saw it because we know luigi hasn’t seen his own mom in a while, so it must feel really comforting to be able to find that kind of parental spirit in his counsel :-(

True !!! I find it kinda funny and kinda cute that all of the Agnifilos that work in law are on this case 😭 really gives off family vibe and they use it to their their advantage too. They also went for the family optics that the arraignment with the Karen and Luigi's matching sweater and Marc's matching tie. random fun fact (?) : Jacob also has a decades long working relationship with Marc, they have worked on so many cases before and he finally jumped the ship and joined the Agnifilo firm as a partner to work on this case.

the WHOLE agnifilo team came out for this one LMAO if i’m not mistaken i think even karen’s daughter is serving as a paralegal? or something to that effect? i remember seeing that somewhere ALSO i never noticed marc’s tie!!! 😣 that’s so sweet

i didn’t know any of that about jacob + marc’s working relationship but the fact that this case has like united all of them is just soooo 😓😖🥺 idk it makes me so emotional

THE GODDAMN BEARD ARE YOU KIDDING ME SOMEONE HOLD MY HAND PLEASE

credit to prosperluigi on twitter

LMFAOOO

Horny ass bitch

and PROUD! put that shit on my gravestone!

Save a horse ride a cowboy au with Luigi. Maybe Lu’s Halloween costume is a cowboy and he teaches you the hat trick after you take his hat and put it on your own head? 😋

Ok imagine your friends are forcing you to go to a frat party. It’s Halloween but all you want to do is stay home and watch Halloween movies, binging on candy and fast food. You made zero effort with your costume, throwing on a black top and mini skirt, drawing some whiskers onto your cheeks with eyeliner.

“I’m a cat” you tell your friends, who are looking at you with confusion.

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You arrive at the party and are drawn to the drinks Your friends are long gone, going off to find their partners engaging in whatever it is people enjoy doing at parties.

“Meow” you hear from behind you.

You spin around, spilling the shot in your hand, to place your eyes on Luigi. He’s dressed as a cowboy with blue jeans, a checkered shirt and a straw hat. He even went as far as wearing cowboy style boots, which you are so sure he bought especially for tonight.

“Luigi! I’m glad to see you here. Meow, back”

“Haha I thought it was you. A cat huh? How original” he says, a cheeky smile tugging at his lips.

You roll your eyes and scoff. “Oh yeah? A cowboy? Wow how original.” You laugh back, playfully swatting his shoulder.

You grab another two shot glasses, downing one and passing the other to Luigi. He downs the shot, wiping his lips with the back of his hand and immediately grabbing another cup.

“Wow slow down there, billy the kid” you say, grabbing his hat and placing it on your head.

He finishes the second shot and looks at you, cocking his head to the side. “You’re not familiar with the rule, I assume.”

You simply laugh, furrowing your brows with confusion. “You’re such a nerd, what rule?”

“You know, the rule,” he wipes his mouth again, observing your face, waiting for a reaction. “Oh shit, you actually don’t know.” He laughs, placing a hand on your hips, pulling you in.

You stumble forwards into him, falling into his unbelievably muscular body. You place a hand onto his chest to steady yourself.

Luigi leans in close, whispering into your ear. “You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.” He pulls away, smirking, lifting his eyebrows.

Your jaw is slack, shocked at the filthy words leaving his mouth. “Well we can’t break the rules now, can we!” You say, looking around to make sure no one heard. You take a step back and he taps the rim of the hat still resting on your head. The hat tips forwards, covering your eyes. You pull the hat off handing it back to him.

“Oh no no, keep it on. You gotta wear the hat if you want to ride” luigi cringes a little at his own words and you take the hat back, laughing and shaking your head.

You place it back into your head, taking his hand. “Lead the way, cowboy.” You tell him.

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In Luigi’s bedroom, he helps you out of your clothes, as you stumble across his bedroom. You break the kiss momentarily, long enough for him to pull your top off and go back to messily making out.

You help him undo his belt, and unbutton his jeans as he kicks off his boots. He trips and falls back, landing on the bed. You fall with him, landing on top of him.

He rolls you off of himself to wiggle out of his jeans and then grabs your hips, pulling you back towards him. You straddle his hips and he pushes himself up, placing his hands on the bed, supporting himself.

Before you can take the hat off you hear luigi tell you, “what did I say, the hat stays on”.

You roll your eyes, giggling. “Want me to ride you or not?”