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How I feel reading smut while being scared of intimacy in real life

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need this pic tattooed 😮‍💨

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real real real

hmu dms 🩷

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joelllllll😩

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i miss when i used to go on tiktok and seeing so many edits of him.

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if you wanna hear remmick clearly recite the Lord’s Prayer in his Irish accent here you go lol

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seriously

i got bored so here's a meme

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this look😩😩

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“heard you fucking with tommy again”

•paring: dbf!tommy miller x fem!reader

•summary: tommy. miller. the only man that haunted her dreams with his deep voice, big broad shoulders, pink plush lips, rough hands and those shiny round eyes…y/n knew her feelings for the older man was taboo, forbidden, and wrong but maybe that excited her even more.

•warnings: forbidden love trope, fluff and some nsfw themes, choking, teasing, spitting kink/saliva ,face slapping, age gap [tommy is in his late thirties-mid forties], height difference, cursing, use of she/her/y/n, no outbreak au, a lot of spanish nicknames[mostly from tommy], y/n lowkey being thirsty but this is a judgement free zone, ooc tommy?

chiquita: little girl/tiny

nena: girl/baby

bebé: baby

cariño: darling/honey/dear

mi corazón: my heart

princesa: princess

muñeca: doll

bella: pretty/beautiful

•a/n: was listening to “sweet november” by sza and thought of this. i genuinely need to stop obsessing over men older than me but where’s the fun in that? i’m definitely going to write a joel fanfic later on. if you guys have any suggestions on who to write for next about please let me know!! :))

likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! <3

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tommy miller was y/n’s first crush, he’s her dad’s best friend since before she was born of course it would be natural to gain little childish feelings for him..right?

at first y/n only seen tommy as her dad’s loud and humorous friend, the guy who lived right next door to them, the guy who would be sitting in the living room with a six pack between his blue-washed jean covered legs watching football games, the guy that would come over leaving his dirt covered boots at the door with his rusty tool box in his calloused hands to fix anything around the house to make her dad’s life a little easier, the guy who always had a soft smile on full lips making the dent of his dimples pop out and the creases around his eyes to deepen,the guy that comforted her when she’d get a bad test score after studying extremely hard days prior

but that was until y/n went through puberty. puberty hit y/n like a truck going a hundred miles per hour and tommy never made it easy for her, with his wide shoulders and his big biceps flexing with any movement he made, his tall masculine frame towering over her anytime he was around her, his short wavy hair growing longer as the years passed on, some strands greying over with the mustache above his lip getting thicker and untamed, he was a wet dream for a hormonal awkward teen girl but as y/n got older and grew into a woman she gained confidence within herself, growing into her body and looks gracefully she became extremely aware of those feelings for her dad’s best friend, she realized those feelings weren’t innocent and childish as they once were but now were feverish, unchaste and lustful. the sound of his deep voice made her ache and yearn to have him whispering sweet nothings in her ear with his hands touching her sinfully, having his thick long fingers wrapped around her neck squeezing softly making her squirm and moan from the sensation. it was like her brain chemistry changed overnight, the feelings unraveled and spilled like amber colored honey from a honeycomb, it was insufferable not being able to do anything with these unrequited emotions but the thought of being rejected by the handsome freckled face man and ruining the friendship between him and her dad twisted her stomach, revulsion deep within the pits of her gut, shame heavy on her heart for thinking so lewdly of the same man who called her sugary sweet innocent nicknames, while having the most sweetest smile painted on his lips, it just wasn’t right and y/n knew that…

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thursday afternoon went on as usual with the football game playing on the living room TV, the smell of salty popcorn and the tooth-achy sweet aroma of the fresh brownies y/n decided to bake danced all around in the air pleasantly. tommy was in the living room laughing and joking with her dad, a heineken beer in their clutches. with the bowl of popcorn in one hand and the warm tray of brownies in the other y/n entered the living room making her way over to the coach to sit next to tommy, her dad sitting in the recliner rocking smoothly in the cracked black leather chair “you tryna fatten us up nena?” asked the tanned skinned man next to her, the same kind smile he always wore on his lips when he spoke to her “maybe. stomach too full to notice me sneaking out the house” y/n joked, tommy sharing a laugh while stealing a brownie off the silver tray “hey, don’t be sneaking out of the house. you know there’s crazy people out here waiting to cause harm” her dad replied in a serious voice, he has always been protective over her and it didn’t matter her age, she’s still a naive kid in his eyes “yeah yeah i know, i was just joking” y/n said as she handed him a brownie which he hungrily accepted.

comfortable conversation fell between tommy and her dad as y/n scrolled mindlessly on her phone , not really paying any attention to their conversation until her dad asked tommy to watch over her while he’s gone “uh..no? i’m way too grown to have someone watch over me. that’s pretty embarrassing don’t you think?” y/n said, irritated by the fact that her dad would even think of having basically a babysitter for her “mi corazón, i’m not asking him to watch over you like a hawk or anything, i’m just asking him to make sure you’re safe and okay. you know my job needs me to travel eight hours away tomorrow for a week, i don’t want anything to happen to you while i’m gone, i’m just being cautious” her dad said, worry on his aged face, y/n knew he didn’t mean any harm and just wanted her to be protected at all times but it just makes her feel childish and trapped, having a helicopter parent wasn’t for the weak “you don’t wanna spend time with me? that breaks my heart cariño” tommy dramatically clenched at his chest, his theatrical movements lighten the mood, he’s always been able to ease the tension like it was second nature “dramatic much miller. ugh okay fine i guess he can be my personal butler while you’re away” y/n joked as she took a bite of the warm chewy brownie, smirking big “now i’m your personal butler? the treatment i get from you is downright unlawful” tommy teased, his eyes squinting at her with a playful glint dancing in his irises, y/n looked at his russet brown eyes with the same playful gaze “you think so?” she asked, an eyebrow raised “oh, i know so” tommy replied confidently, he leans back into the cool leather couch with his arms folded against his broad chest and his long legs spread wide, a small tent formed between his legs. the tension between them shifted and turned into something more than playful, the air now felt charged and alive as they held eye contact then suddenly tommy’s low lidded eyes flicked down to her plush lips then back to her eyes, a soft airy chuckle flew passed his lips as he shook his head looking back to the TV, resuming to the football game

did he just check her out? maybe. did her face feel hot? yeah. did it turn her on? fuck yes.

the rest of tommy’s visit went by quicker than y/n would’ve liked, the football game coming close an end, the popcorn bowl empty with a yellow tint to it from the artificial butter, the silver tray empty with small bits of brownie on it and multiple empty green glass bottles scattered around on the coffee table and the icy hardwood floor, the sun already gone and the full moon taking it’s place as it shined brightly in the sky “what i tell you huh? told you my team would pull through” tommy cockily said, his voice echoed, his blaring laugh ringed in y/n’s ears “shut up asshole, your team got lucky this time. don’t get cocky” y/n’s dad said while throwing a stiff pillow at the older man next to her, y/n laughed at their childish bickering as they kept going back and forth on who’s team was better. y/n decided to clean things up since she knew the night was coming to an end, picking up the empty bowl and stacking it on top of the flat tray “let me help ya out chiquita” tommy said immediately getting up with a low groan, picking up the empty beer bottle from the table and floor, y/n whispered a “thank you” up at him, feeling butterflies blooming deep in her chest “alright, i think your old man is gonna call it a night. before i leave tomorrow i’ll make sure we’ll have breakfast okay?” y/n’s dad said, gently placing his hands on her shoulders, rubbing the warm skin of her arms ”yeah that sounds good” y/n said with a smile “okay, goodnight sweetheart love you” y/n’s dad said as he started walking to tommy who stood behind the couch with both hands occupied, roughly patting the back of tommy’s wide back groaning out a “goodnight” as he walked upstairs to his bedroom, leaving y/n and tommy alone.

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y/n can feel her heartbeat against her ribcage, this wasn’t the first time she was alone with tommy, with the many visits he made obviously he’d come over when her dad wasn’t yet home but for some reason this time around it felt different, completely different. the same heavy charged tension came back even though a word hasn’t been spoken from neither of them, the memory of him looking deeply into her eyes and then down to her lips like he craved the taste and feeling of them on his caused y/n to squeeze her thighs tightly together trying to suppress the throbbing sensation between them, longing to be touched by him and only him.

y/n placed the dirty dishes in the sink while turning on the hot water to let the dishes soak a little, y/n felt tommy’s presence in the kitchen with her like a looming shadow “muñeca, i’ll wash these okay? you should get ready for bed” tommy said now standing next to y/n, his warm arm wrapped around her lower back, the heat rising from her neck to her face felt intoxicating and a little embarrassing, a simple small touch from this man had her all hot and bothered and she didn’t want it to end, if only he moved his hand slightly lower… “i can’t leave you here doing all the work now can i? let me dry the dishes atleast” y/n said, not really waiting for his response because she wasn’t stupid, she wasn’t going to go upstairs fantasizing about him when he was right here next to her, looking as sexy as ever. his jeans hugging the right places perfectly, his burgundy long sleeved shirt clung to his arms and chest with a little sliver of chest hair peeking out from the collar and god tommy’s side profile was mouthwatering, his strong neck, his greek shaped nose, his pouty pink downturned lips, the different sized freckles scattered all over his face like angels kissed them there, his thick goatee mustache overgrown a little and somehow made him look so good, and his beautiful thick wavy black hair pulled back in a low ponytail some strands of his sideburns greying, he was all man not only with his masculine and tough appearance but because of his energy as well, he was confident and self-assured with his movements and the way he spoke with so much poise drove y/n crazy.

tommy and y/n started cleaning the dishes in the sink, cozy silence fell upon them the only sound coming from the running water of the faucet and the low clink sound of the dishes hitting one another, y/n and tommy stood so close to each other with their arms rubbing together occasionally. he was so close but so far and she didn’t want to over step her chances, at least not yet “i hope you ain’t gonna cause me trouble once your pops leaves” tommy said , playfully bumping his shoulder to her shoulder “you know i wouldn’t cause you any trouble” y/n teased back, smirking up at him “do i know that? maybe you’ve been itching to get the house all to yourself to throw a big party” tommy said now drying his hands, wrinkled from the warm water “tommy how stupid do you think i am? you obviously would’ve been the first person i invited if i did throw a party” y/n said while laughing gently resting her head on his arm still looking up at him “why would you want an old man like me crashing your party?” tommy said a grin on his lips, his hand gently pressing y/n closer to his body “who else would be my date for the night tommy?”y/n softly said, she knew that response crossed the line but she wanted to test the waters a little, seeing how far she can push before he’d pull back, his musky cologne and the citrusy smell of his shampoo filled her senses making her a little dizzy “princesa…people would think i’m holding you hostage or something, i mean look at me and you, wouldn’t be a good look. plus i’m too old for all that partyin’ shit”tommy laughs at the idea of being seen with her at a crowded scene, all eyes on the two of them probably thinking the same thing. a pretty young face, plump with youth and vibrant with life curiosity in her dazzling eyes while he was more rough and mature looking, weighed down with age and experience, dull eyes as he lived his day by day routine mindlessly, more grey hairs turning up in his hair and his beard, the creases around his eyes and lips getting deeper, he knew even standing next to her would be a cruel joke on him “wouldn’t be a good look? miller…you calling me ugly?” y/n said with a very offended and embarrassed tone, she definitely didn’t want to hear her dream man call her ugly straight to her face “what? are you kiddin’ me? you’re gorgeous, beyond gorgeous nena. i said “wouldn’t be a good look” because…well look at me” he said with a shrug, as if ithe answer was obvious “all i see is a man aging like fine wine. just because you’re older doesn’t mean you’re unattractive miller” y/n said while rolling her eyes “you don’t gotta sweet talk me to make me feel better” tommy said, pitching her chin with his pointer finger and his thumb “i’m speaking my truth, you’re attractive tommy. even more attractive knowing you’ve got experience under your belt, a little riskiness is hot to many girls” y/n said as she looked at him through low lidded eyes, the faint sound of the kitchen stove light buzzing as white noise filling in the quiet moment between them “ah…you’re trouble girl. you go around baking those little brownies and cookies in the tiniest clothes to fake this innocent girl act, but you ain’t. what would your daddy say if he knew how flirty his little girl is for his best friend, hm?” tommy whispered, grabbing y/n’s jaw and pulling her close to him, chest to chest against one another “acting like i ain’t seen the way those soft thighs clench when i get too close, staring at me with those pretty eyes and these velvety lips begging to be kissed. such a pretty, filthy girl” tommy groaned in her ear as he slid one of his calloused hands around her neck, squeezing firmly but not too tight while the other hand lowering down to her ass and gripping it roughly, the feeling of finally having his hands all over her like he knew every inch and crevice of her body, like her body was his, it was otherworldly, like an itch that’s been scratched.

y/n moaned as tommy tightened his grip around her neck “yeah, making those whiny sounds for me and only me. better keep it down bebé, don’t wanna get caught now do we” tommy said planting kisses over her face and down to her neck and chest, heated and needy kisses make their way back to her face “tommy kiss me, please please kiss me, i’ve waited long enough for one kiss” y/n moaned out, her shaky hands reaching to his face to pull him where she craved him most “just one little kiss nena? how can i deny that to you” tommy taunted as he released his grip from her neck to gently cup her hot face, his thumbs brushing her cheeks then to her wet lips with hungry eyes “just one kiss…” he muttered to himself, like it was a promise he made to himself. his eyes caught hers for a second with different emotions heavy behind the deep brown irises. passion, affection and tenderness swirling in those round eyes and y/n swore her knees went weak at the sight. tommy slowly pulled her face to his, inhaling the delicate scent of her perfume greedily, powdery soft like her skin then pressing his hot chapped lips onto hers. the kiss was heated, feverish and raunchy, his heavy hands rubbing the bare skin of her lower back as he grabbed her against his body harder. y/n and tommy wandered their hands over each other as if this would be the last time they’d be this close together…and maybe it would be the last time, might as well enjoy it.

tommy bit her lips seductively when he pulled away, his tawny cheeks now crimson red, flushed and hot “mmm taste so good baby doll, can only imagine how good you taste down there. bet you’ve been wet since this afternoon” tommy whispered in her ear, his accent thick and his tone filled with lust “tommy please, i want more” y/n whispered back, her tone mimicking his with heavy lust and hunger “want more huh? be a good girl and open that pretty mouth for me” tommy moaned out as he squeezed y/n’s cheeks forcing them to part open her puffy lips for him, his thumb entered her mouth to pry her lips wider for him, y/n tilted her head back waiting for whatever he was willing to give her. a hot string of saliva from his lips pooled into hers, the sensation of both tommy’s and her spit mixing together felt smutty and filthy but fuck, it made her go feral “swallow for me bella, wanna see you swallow it all” tommy groaned out, giving her right cheek three firm slaps that echoed through the kitchen sharply, y/n swirled her tongue around trying to savor their taste together then swallowed their mixture, a whine escaped her kiss-bitten lips “yeah, who gets to touch you like this?” tommy asked, his hands reaching down to her chest, pinching her harden nipples gently “you tommy, only you” y/n moaned out, arching her back into his touch “that’s right baby, only me. open your mouth, come on sweetheart” tommy demanded and y/n immediately complied, opening her mouth wild for him. another hot rope of saliva hitting her tongue, swallowing what he gave her greedily“that’s my good girl, mmm fuck, mark you from the inside, mark you as mine” tommy said smirking down at her, his straight teeth shined even in the dim kitchen lighting “always been yours…was just waiting on you to notice that” y/n replied, her chest rising up and down trying to catch the air he sucked out of her lungs “i don’t think i’ll stop myself around you now…the taste of you is intoxicating” tommy quietly said to her sincerely as his hands caressed the sides of her face, his demeanor completely shifting into something more soft, something more gentler and sincere “you don’t have to stop yourself. i want you, all of you. i’ve wanted and waited for you since forever and now that we’ve crossed that line…i don’t want to go back..” y/n admitted to him as his hands rubbed his warm arms “then we won’t go back. i wouldn’t dream of going back to pretending as if my body doesn’t yearn for your touch everytime you’re around me” tommy firmly said, reassuring her sweetly, he kissed her one more time, the kiss being less heated and more sensual, warm and gooey soft like the brownies she fed him earlier that day.

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they both pulled away from the kiss slowly, gazing into each others eyes for what felt like eternity, like they were the only humans on earth, without a care in the universe about anything other than this moment together “i’ll be here tomorrow morning okay cariño? try to rest up, can’t have my pretty lady all tired and sluggish” tommy said placing a kiss on her forehead then stepping back a few steps from her, racking y/n from head to toe with a grin on his lips, rubbing his beard with his bulky hand “just beautiful..” tommy quietly said to himself but y/n heard him, she heard him loud and clear, the hot feelings creeping back to her face and her heartbeat pounded loud in her ears “i’ll miss you” y/n’s voice just above a whisper, her words heavy with emotion “i’ll miss you more, so much more” tommy said tenderly, grabbing her frame into a bear hug, her cheek resting on his firm chest.

y/n tightly hugging the taller man as she inhaled the scent of his cologne and laundry detergent, listening to his heartbeat that thumped against his chest cavity, the calm beats gave her peace of mind, her eyes growing heavier with exhaustion “alright honey c’mon, you fallin’ asleep on me. let’s head to bed” tommy said kissing the crown of her head while wrapping an arm around her body, guiding her up to her room and into her cotton sheets.

tommy’s feather-like touch was comforting for y/n as he placed her underneath her blankets and tucked her in “i want you to stay with me…” muttered out, her head now resting on her plush pillow “you know i can’t baby, i’d end up six feet under in a blink of an eye” tommy chuckled a little even though his words held some truth to them, he knew that and she knew that “atleast give a girl one more kiss to say goodnight” y/n reached out to him, placing her hand at the nape of his neck “won’t ever deny my girl” he said leaning forward, giving her a long tooth-achy kiss, their lips in sync with each other kissing until the oxygen from their lungs ran out.

they breathlessly pulled from one another, y/n sleepily smiling to herself and tommy gazing at her with a lovesick expression, y/n closed her eyes as she heard the heavy footsteps of tommy’s walking to her bedroom door and twisting the copper colored doorknob, the creek of the old door hinges cried out and before tommy could leave out into the hallway a small voice spoke out one last time

“night tommy….”

“goodnight muñeca bonita, see you tomorrow.”

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like BAD, i need it BADDDD

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he’s so sexy i can’t even

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run, lassie , run

•pairing: remmick x fem!reader

•summary: y/n always inspired to be a musician. music called her in ways nothing ever called before, her soul yearned greatly to create beautifully crafted melodies. she was determined to and she would do anything in power to have her music being heard.

•warnings: vampirism, blood,physical affection, setting is around the 1930’s, cursing, the use of y/n, y/n is a little stupid but this is fiction, a lot of flirty name calling, mentions of saliva and blood, “i love you” WIIIIILL be in this story, this may be a little lengthy, i didn’t proofread so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos ://

•a/n: i just watched sinners for a second time…don’t judge me

likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! <3

the perfectly hand crafted guitar heavy in her palms. y/n has always wanted to express herself through hums and melodies, wanting to embrace the gorgeous tones her grandfather once played for her in her youth, it seemed like her grandfather was the only one who supported her and her musical talent, he always spoke of how she was born with a powerful and strong voice. the kind of spiritual pull that brought multiple generations, spirits of several ancestors and different cultures together. she was greatly gifted and she knew it, her grandfather knew it, everyone knew it..even ones she didn’t know was listening in the cold shadows.

y/n found herself singing for the children in town daily, it was a routine created to bring a little joy to the innocent. young faces lit brightly when they spotted her with her polished dark cherry colored guitar in her hands, smile painted on her lips as she walked to her regular spot away from the rest of the townsfolk, right under a big longleaf tree, the harsh sun rays being block as the wind was sweet and refreshing “well aren’t i glad to see my sweet little birdies” y/n kindly said to the group of giddy kids, small voices shouting out “hi’s” and “hello’s” to y/n sitting all around her in a semi circle “what do y’all wanna hear today hmm?” asked y/n, fingers on the slim neck of the guitar, the little voices around her all seemed to go quiet, thinking before yelling out “this little light of mine” y/n knew that was going to be their answer, that was one of their favorite songs she sang to them. with a gentle smile she began to play the first cords of the song, her finger softly playing the guitar as she sang in a mellowed voice.

the kids in front of her clapped their tiny hands as y/n finished the song they recommended, they gave y/n tight hugs before they ran off to attend their chores for the day, y/n did the same while her guitar was glued to her side. by the time she finished with her chores the sun started to set, the sky bursting with shades of orange and yellow glowing mississippi one last time before nightfall. y/n sang the whole way back home, singing gave her a sense of peace and relief, an escape from the reality she had to endure everyday since birth, the lyrics flowing out her lips smoothly and quietly, the birds chirping, flying and soaring around over her head spontaneously and carefree without stress or worry in the slightest, must be nice.

y/n finally reached her home, it wasn’t much, just a small one level wooden house that was just on the outskirts of town, far from civilization and society but she liked it that way, she didn’t need to worry about how loud she was singing or during the late hours of the night she was up singing to the insects right outside of her home. it was like her own little world and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

while y/n lit some candles to bring light to the empty icy house, she sang under her breath, the same song she sang for the kids in town, she was finally settling down and peeling off the clothes she wore for the day into the long airy lightweight off-white nightgown, the wooden floors creaking and groaning under her weight as she made her way out onto her front porch with her guitar in hand, the swinging bench covered in a wool blanket comfortable, welcoming and warm. she sat down and started playing the song she’s been practicing for weeks now, this was her nightly routine for the past couple of nights so tonight wasn’t any different.

as her voice flowed with the cool night air she suddenly felt eyes on her, of course there wasn’t anyone around for miles but something in her gut told her she wasn’t alone, maybe she was paranoid or maybe someone did hear her singing and decided to listen, either way she continued singing and playing until the end of the song, playing the last chord of the song silence now heavy in the air, the night sky dark with no stars or clouds just the big round pale white moon centered in the sky, it was the only light provided. y/n closed her eyes to enjoy the peaceful silence for a while, the stillness put her mind at ease, it felt like a reassuring hug tell her that everything will be fine, everything will go the way she so desperately hoped it would, hopefully

“darlin’ what ya doing here outside all alone?”

a voice spoke, cutting smoothly and coyly, the voice was deep and masculine his accent very pronounced. at first y/n able to see the figure that spoke but the figure suddenly stepped closer to her and she was able to match the voice to a face. he was handsome, his skin pore-less and pale slightly glistened with a thin layer of sweat, his dark brown hair clung to his forehead as the ends of it curled in every direction, his lips chapped but still rosy red “cat’s got ya tongue huh sweetheart” he stated like he already knew the response to that “just a little surprised that’s all sir” y/n spoke, voice airy and standoffish “oh no need to speak so formal, i’m Remmick. what’s your name hm?” he asked, smile wide and inviting “i’m y/n..” she replied while gripping the neck of her guitar a little tighter “well y/n i must say you have the most beautiful voice, truly one of a kind darlin’ i heard it from down the road, i had to hear a little closer” Remmick said, his smile becoming more softer “thank you so much, i greatly appreciate that remmick” y/n replied kindly, her heart jumped a little from the compliment, it felt just as genuine as her grandfather’s compliments he once gave her “you know..i play a little as well, not as beautifully as you but i’m sure i can manage. may i sit with you?” remmick asked respectfully, he waited for y/n to answer “yes you may, i would love to have a second voice singing with me” y/n said, smiling the first time tonight.

remmick gently sat next to her on the rocking bench, his banjo sitting in his lap while y/n’s guitar in hers. remmick recommended a song she knew all too well, a song she only played for her grandfather when he still had a beating heart, she was glad someone else knew the song and knew the chords of it, while they both sang together, voices harmonizing she felt a little closer to him, yeah that was stupid to think but that’s how she felt at the time. the last lyrics flowed out of their lips as, the song came to an end “you have a talent that’s powerful, when you sing i feel it in my bones song bird” remmick sweetly remarked, his eyes shining with admiration and interest “what’s stopping ya from getting out of this place and becomin’ big?” remmick asked, confusion and curiosity present in his tone “well the only audience i have is the kids in town, i used to sing for my grandpa but may god rest his soul passed on a couple of years ago…so i’m just here in mississippi playin’ for whoever wants to listen” y/n replied, she knew the thought of becoming bigger was ridiculous, she didn’t even know where to go if she wanted to live out her dream “my condolences honey…i didn’t mean to bring ya down. it’s just confusin’ to know you haven’t made a name for ya self.” remmick said, his voice tender and comforting “i’ve had an amazing time singing and sitting with you…tomorrow night will ya be out here again?” he asked, sliding closer to y/n’s form “i enjoyed spendin’ time with you too and yes, i’ll be here, like always” she replied, her eyes gazing into his, their body heat swirling around one another from how close they were sitting together “you don’t mind me joinin’ you again?” the brown haired male asked, he slowly raised his right hand to gently lift the sleeve of her nightgown back onto her shoulder, y/n shuddered from the sensation from his cold hand, the hand covered in scars, the pink skin tissue looked raw like it still needed some time to heal, he softly caressed her silky skin still looking at her moon lit face, mesmerized “i don’t mind at all” y/n whispered her reply, as if there was anyone else around to hear them “well we have a deal then darlin’. see you tomorrow night” remmick said, sliding his hand down her arm to her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers then planting a small kiss onto the back of it, he then rises from the bench and into the dark shadows of the night, leaving nothing but the butterflies in her stomach from their interaction.

many many months passed with y/n and remmick meeting up every night. singing and talking the night away, it became an easy routine to follow especially when it’s remmick who’s keeping her company. y/n didn’t mind spending time with him, the cool night breeze kissing her cheeks as she listened to his soothing voice talking about his past experiences and his future aspirations, it was nice to just listen to him speak about something he’s passionate about “and that’s when i decided to learn how to play the banjo, i wanted to feel that spark i was missin’ in my life and music makes me feel that spark. you understand right honey?” remmick said, turning his attention to her, waiting for her response but it never came, y/n just stared at him with her shiny eyes “somethin’ on my face sweetheart?” remmick asked, laughing softly “no no, sorry just deep in thought…but i was listenin’ to what you were saying” y/n said, she didn’t want him assuming that she wasn’t listening, she always listened to him “deep in thought huh? what ya thinking’ about?” remmick asked, curiosity eating away at him “whether or not i should give singin’ a real chance. ever since i was just a little girl i always dreamt of being something big and i’d do anything to get my name out there but..maybe i should give up…maybe that’s not my future aspiration” y/n explained, she started loosing hope in her talent, sitting with her thoughts wasn’t the healthiest “don’t say that. don’t give up. it’ll be a waste of beautiful talent if ya do, you need to follow that dream and make it reality…i can help…i can promise you the future you desired since younger” remmick spoke, assurance and certainty laced in his words “and how will ya help remmick? don’t make empty promises you can’t keep. that won’t be kind to do” y/n said, her words came out a little harsher than she expected but she was a little frustrated, it felt like he was mocking her “have you ever questioned why we only spend time at night together? does that not raise some eyebrows darlin’?” remmick pointed out, y/n thought about that once in awhile but she only assumed he preferred and chose to stay inside during the day, maybe he didn’t like being out during the day and she didn’t blame him if that was the case, the morning and afternoon heatwaves weren’t the kindest “sometimes…but i didn’t really go into thought about it, why are you pointin’ that out?” y/n asked, confused on the switch of topic “i’m pointin’ that out because i’m not human,i’m a vampire…i once was able to walk into the sun and feel the warmth of it but not anymore, not since thirteen hundred years ago” he admitted, the words he said sounded foreign, sounded supernatural, sounded fake

“i’m not human…i once was but not anymore, not since thirteen hundred years ago”

those words made y/n’s heart drop, she didn’t want to believe anything he was saying but something told her he was speaking the truth, the heavy silence made y/n ears ring like white noise “sweetheart…i know this may be shockin’ or unbelievable and i can show you how real it is. i just want to be able to give you the opportunity to live out your dreams” remmick said, he didn’t want to scare y/n off, she already seemed like she went mute on him, god knows how scared she’ll be if he showed her his true form without warning her “…show me…if you aren’t human, i want to see what and who you truly are..” y/n demanded, her ears and her brain couldn’t register what remmick admitted to her.

remmick stared into y/n’s eyes, his blue-grey eyes cast over and changed into a glowy red color, his teeth that were once dull turned into sharp knife-like fangs, clear drool seeping from his lips like a predator hunting down his prey, he looked sinister, animalistic and wild. “i’m not gonna hurt ya dolly, i wouldn’t dream of doing that. just don’t be afraid of me, don’t go runnin’ from me, i can be your way out of here. you wanna create a name for ya self and i can help you…just stay with me” remmick pleaded with her, it’s been centuries since he felt the connection like the one he had with y/n, he didn’t want to lose her and the thought alone scared him.

y/n stared at the creature in front of her, if someone told her the man she spend weeks getting close to, being vulnerable with, finding comfort in was a vampire she’d never believe it but now it’s become her reality and she’s speechless and emotionless.

“do you trust me y/n?”

does y/n trust him? before she would’ve immediately answered “yes” but now…she wasn’t too sure. this was still him, still sounded like remmick, still behaved like remmick, still looked like remmick aside from the eyes and teeth. y/n truly still felt that connection she had with him, she still felt the attraction for him, she still craved his soft spoken words and gentle touches, and if that made her insane then she’s off her rockers. “i trust you remmick.” y/n replied, her hands gripping the nightgown anxiously “do you trust me enough to become what i am? be with me for all eternity, be able show everyone that gift you have for generations to come?” he asked, slowly getting closer to her “yes.” y/n said confidently, she didn’t need anymore convincing, the things he spoke was everything she wanted, to be able to create melodies and music for everyone to hear and she didn’t mind remmick being there with her every step of the way

“oh darlin’ come here” remmick said husky and low, his left hand gripping y/n’s delicate chin while he pulled her into his space, their lips barely touched, remmick teased her slightly, he just wanted to make this moment last. he kissed both corners of her lips gently then he finally kissed her, he slowly and sensually pulled y/n closer to him, pulling by her waist into his form wanting to feel the heat radiating off of her body, he needed her close, he wanted to feel the weight of her body on to his, her heart fast and wild “mmm baby, you’re sweeter than a berry…can only imagine how your blood tastes” remmick said seductively, one hand drawing circles on her glistening chest while the other was glued to her hip “taste me then remmick, no one’s stoppin’ you” y/n said, her voice matching his tone, her eyes low with lust, her response earned a sharp and firm slap to her plushy ass, y/n’s body yearned for any kind of attention he gave “promise me this is what ya want honey, don’t wanna do something you aren’t sure about.” remmick said, parting his body from hers to allow her brain fog to evaporate, to allow her to think clearly without the suffocating sensation of his body onto her body “i promise. i want this and i wouldn’t want to have it any other way. please remmick, give me what i want, you have my permission..” y/n said, she softly grabbed each side of his head towards her neck, giving him physical access to the vulnerable and delicate area

he sprinkled feather-light kisses on to the hot skin of her neck, she was his personal heater, his personal sun and he absolutely loved it “i’ll give you want you want baby, i’ll give you everything and anything you want” remmick mumbled against her before grazing his sharp teeth across her neck, giving her a slight warning before sinking his fangs into y/n’s mellow plushy neck. the pain spread all over y/n body, she shivered from the fiery hot sensation spreading like wildfire, y/n fisting remmick’s sweat covered back finding comfort in the person who was causing her pain. maybe she’s as sick as him but that just made them perfect for each other and y/n loved that.

remmick kept gnawing at her neck, black dots in her vision, her eyelids lowering as remmick continued his abuse on her neck, he eventually removed his mouth from the wound on her neck his lips,chin, neck and chest drenched in her blood, she could feel the sticky hot dark red liquid all over her chest. before she her heart slowed down and fully closed her heavy eyes, remmick smiled at her sweetly, his crimson stained teeth in full view “i’ll be right here when you wake honey” his voice sounded far and disorienting, she felt like she was sinking under deep water, darkness took over her vision and silence filled her ears like cotton. this was her choice, this was her decision and she made the right option.

by the time y/n woke, she felt energized and awake. the tiredness from her bones now gone, she stirred from her bed, remmick moved the both of them inside of her home, hidden from the blazing hot morning sun “hey baby, did ya slept well?” asked the familiar husky voice, his hot palm pressing against her lower back “mmhmm, slept amazingly.” y/n admitted, turning to face the handsome male with a smile, something felt different in her mouth, her teeth didn’t feel dull and blunt like before, the ends of her canines were sharp like razor blades and they felt longer than before “so gorgeous…my gorgeous woman” remmick said under his breath, his warm hand rubbing up and down the sides of her frame affectionately “my handsome man” y/n groaned out, wrapping her arm around him and roughly pulling his body to hers, she didn’t know how strong she became, she felt like she had the strength of a thousand men, it felt amazing “woah baby, you treatin’ me like a rag doll now?” remmick moaned out, liking the feeling of being roughly grabbed “i can get used to it” he said before kissing her soft lips, the kiss deepening into a feverish kiss “you’re somethin’ else honey…i’m glad you entered my life, you’re my missing piece” his voice tender and vulnerable with sincerity. he has never experienced anything like this, he never thought he’d be able to feel vulnerability and love especially with the monster he became decades ago, the open bleeding wound in his heart was now patched up, all because of y/n and he couldn’t have it any other way.

“you make my life beautiful y/n..and i’ll thank you even after my last days on earth.” he said, his eyes soft and kind, he rested his head onto the crown of her head, inhaling her comforting scent.

“i love you y/n.”

“i love you remmick”



[lon3lystarr]

honey…don’t feed it, it will come back.

•paring: remmick x fem!reader

•summary: the pale moon light shined brightly, illuminating the shadows hidden deep within the tall corn fields, the hot air of mississippi was uncontrollable and uncomfortable but nothing felt more uneasy than the three firm knocks that cut through the still night.

•warning(s): vampirism, blood, manipulation,physical affection, setting is around the 1930s, cursing, the use of y/n, y/n is in her early 20’s, y/n lives alone, hints to dead mom, y/n is a little stupid but this is fiction so it’s whatever, a lot of flirty name calling from remmick, remmick might be a little soft in this <3, just a little smutty;))

•a/n: yeah i needed to write about remmick, he’s just so hot and my new hyper fixation. writing this while listening to “it will come back” by hozier :)). i wrote another remmick fanfic: https://www.tumblr.com/lon3lystarr/782176805690982400/run-lassie-run-pairing-remmick-x-femreader :))

likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! <3

the sunday morning sun was unbearable. there wasn’t any wind, there wasn’t any shade, there wasn’t any clouds in the vibrant blue sky to provide any shelter from the scolding hot rays the sun kissed upon mississippi. this wasn’t new to y/n, the slow hot suffocating heat embracing her sweat covered form while she did her daily routine, sweeping and mopping the house from the inside then out to the front porch, washing her soiled clothes and hanging them to dry on the thin laundry line, tending to the tall corn fields her mama left her making sure the field was healthy and ripe enough to sell for the folks in town, then preparing dinner all alone in her old creaky home. y/n’s days were selfsame, doing the chores she has done since her early years of living then winding down for the night, humming the old lullabies her mama used to sing to her throughout the quiet nights.

until something in the air shifted

something felt different today

y/n felt uneasy when she woke, the thick morning air was the same as yesterday and the day before that but something deep within y/n’s bones told her today wasn’t the same as all the time, maybe it was the lack of the birds singing and chirping, maybe it was the disgustingly hot air she breathed in or maybe it was the exhaustion that ate away at her every passing day, either way y/n knew if she didn’t attend her chores then no one will. she pushed off her thick wool bed as the wooden bed frame groaned under her weight and walked to the bucket of clean water to wash away the sleep from her sluggish face then she started her day.

sweeping and mopping, washing her clothes that were soiled from the amount of sweat and dirt clinging onto them, pinning those clothes on the laundry line behind the chipped painted house, tending to the towering corn fields as her hands cramped up from the heavy labor, then by sunset she headed back to the empty lifeless home to finally fill her empty stomach. the sun still shined casting purple-pink hues in the sky as y/n made a fire big enough to cook all the food at once, cornbread, sweet potatoes, and field peas was the meal she decided to cook for the night. the sound of crickets rang out and filled the quietness which helped drown out y/n’s intrusive  thoughts, the thoughts that she wouldn’t dare say out loud, the growing despair she felt in her heart was becoming intolerable, she never thought this was the life she would be living, the same tired routine over and over again, the silence in this empty lonely house, her years withering away, happiness and enthusiasm drained from her once lively soul, the lack of passion in her life caused all these feelings to bubble to the surface, it was miserable.

by sundown y/n finished her meal and got ready for bed, she peeled off her dirt covered clothes and replaced them with her lightweight flowy white nightgown that was a hand-me-down it only reached just over her knees, she brushed and wrapped her frizzy hair then headed to her room she left earlier today, her aching limbs cracked and popped when she stretched them out then throwing her limp body onto the mattress and waited for the tiredness to hug around her, finally getting the rest she so desperately needed.

but rest didn’t come, y/n stared at the ceiling with her eyebrows pulled together in discomfort, the same feeling from before came back, the unsettling and uncomfortable tension heavy in the night air, the crickets stopped singing, the moonlight dimmed and the air still sticky and hot. y/n tossed and turned in her bed and shut her eyes tightly, hoping sleep will catch her like prey to predator but that was unsuccessful so she sat up and stared out of her window to watch the night sky, the night sky was the only thing giving her peace, giving her tranquility, giving her harmony-

knock. knock. knock

three firm knocks cut through the air, the moment of calmness and silence immediately vanished, now the same uncertainty and uncomfortable feeling returned. who would be knocking on her door at this time of night? y/n stayed seated on her bed, unmoving, maybe the person outside of her door would assume she was asleep and leave but that wasn’t a good plan. three more firm knocks rang out followed by a masculine voice “hello? is anyone home? please help me i’ve been hurt” the desperation muffled behind the door “please i won’t be much of a bother! i just need a little of ya assistance” the voice said as y/n got closer to the door, wary and uncertain “how are you hurt?” y/n asked, her palm pressed against the door, adding a little more security and support to the old door “i was walking from the pub and i wasn’t lookin’ at my surroundings, i ended up cuttin’ my arm on a nasty ole poll..” the voice explained, sounding a little closer, a little more quieter “well sir i won’t be much help, i wasn’t gifted with the ability to heal anyone back to health” y/n replied, the feeling of uneasy growing bigger in her chest “well darlin’ i promise ya a place to rest my head would be more than enough” the tenderness in the male’s voice outside pulled at the heartstrings of y/n softly, feeling needed was something y/n didn’t know she was able to feel in a long time it was a little selfish to feel this way or even stupid but fuck, did it feel nice. y/n slowly turned the cold metal doorknob making the old door squeak open revealing the male in front of it, standing on y/n’s porch was a handsome, muscular man with brown short sweaty hair, his dark eyes connected to her’s immediately“well aren’t ya a beauty, didn’t expect that face” said the taller male in front of her, making a new emotionto erupt, it felt like heat in her stomach and her heart skipped a little from his words “i’m remmick, what’s your name dolly?” asked remmick, a smirk painted on his chapped pink lips as his accent seemed more thicker now that there wasn’t a barrier between them “i’m y/n” she replied in a hushed manner “hmmm y/n, just rolls off the tongue. leaves a little sweet taste” remmick said, husky and sly leaning against the door frame, he lifted up his left arm and the nasty cut showed, the skin around it was red and raw while the blood dried up and crusted over “that sure does look painful, washing that wound would be best” y/n said, still focused on the long cut on his pale white skin “why don’t ya let me in and we can get this taken care of” remmick smiled a reassuring smile, y/n stood there thinking of the situation she’s now in, this attractive stranger needed help and a place to stay in the middle of the night…this wasn’t good…the choice she was about to make wasn’t the smartest at all but maybe doing a good deed for someone in need could break the curse of feeling unwanted, unneeded, useless every waking hour “alright, come in” y/n said, moving a little to the right to allow remmick to past by and enter into the candle lit house, the aroma that slapped y/n as the male walk by was intoxicating, the smell of sweetness like a ripe juicy berry mixed with the tangy smell of his sweat that covered his firm frame

“what a beautiful house, are you livin’ all alone here?” he asked, his eyes glued to her face, scanning her features that shined with the yellow-orange candle light “yes, my mama passed away a couple of years ago. leaving me to take care of the house and the corn fields” y/n stated, her voice still low and airy “my condolences dolly. you’ve done a fine job maintaining everything. must be stressful on a sweet little thing like you huh?” remmick said, his voice sweet and kind “time to time, being on my lonesome is quite the hassle but i manage” y/n replied truthfully walking to the same bucket she used to wash away her tiredness this morning, sitting across him in a shorter chair “sweet thing like you shouldn’t manage. you should be taken care of, loved upon, cherished and protected from the evil in this world.” remmick stated, stern and serious as he sat on the old dusty wooden rocking chair “well some of us aren’t as lucky” y/n said, softly tending to the wound on his arm. while she carefully rinsed off the dried up blood she noticed something..strange…the cut wasn’t as big as before, actually it seemed like there wasn’t a cut there at all, the only evidence was the blood that was now tinted the water red “i can free you. i can free your poor soul from the long lonely days you live, finally feelin’ freedom that’s the thing you wanted to feel since ya mama passed on, isn’t it?” remmick whispered, softly pulling her in like a siren to a fisherman “don’t ya want want to break free from all that baggage?” remmick egged on, his powdery white hand gently caressing y/n’s cheek, soothing her from any doubt or fear “how? i can’t be free…i ain’t never gonna be…i’ve been trapped in a loop for years” y/n shook her head, defeat heavy on her heart “no no honey, don’t say that, don’t give up on me now. i promise i can make ya feel better, i can make all those nasty feelings disappear in a blink of an eye” remmick said, his hot palms on each sides of her face, brushing his thumb against her soft lashes.

remmick and y/n gazed at one another, time was still and the tension was heavy. both didn’t speak another word nor didn’t move a muscle, too scared to ruin this moment. seconds ticked by with them still so close to one another, breathing in each other’s aroma, feeling the body heat of each other “this may be ill mannered but i wanna steal a kiss for you sweetheart” remmick said, his eyes still gazing into y/n’s, a smirk on his appetizing lips “why just one? steal as many as ya want” y/n said, a groan deep in her throat “hmmm careful dolly, you might not handle what you let in” remmick moaned out, softly caressing y/n’s hot cheek and his lips kissing against the soft skin of her neck, sensually kissing and licking the exposed skin, tasting and savoring the flavorful flesh gradually kissing up to her impatient lips, their lips danced against each other in sync, it was slow and sensual “honey i gotta taste more, wanna give me more baby?” asked remmick, gripping y/n’s hips firmly and strongly, y/n nodded obediently “yeah i know you wanna give me more” remmick teased, his deep voice made y/n’s heart jump with excitement, this was such a new and addictive feeling.

remmick kissed her neck and the spot he once abused down to her exposed chest then to her soft stomach “god, baby i can’t wait to taste ya, need to clench my thirst” remmick groaned out, squeezing and squishing y/n’s thighs like he was needing bread, greedy and hungry “remmick please” y/n begged impatiently “please? fuck, i love a pretty lady with manners” remmick’s husky voice became muffled from kissing y/n’s soft plush thighs, his knees thumping against the wooden floor,the brown haired male slowly kissing closer to the area that ached the most for his attention.

his soft lips finally latching onto her achy pearl, y/n gasped at the feelings, her hand immediately flying to his short soft hair, guiding his head to where she wanted him most, moaning and crying out as remmick licking and slurping up all the tangy slick that seeped and gushed out “mmmhmm just like that sweetheart, keep cryin’ out for me” remmick groaned, wrapping his masculine hands on y/n’s hips “remmick please! oh god please, right there” y/n cried out, bumping her hips against his eager hot wet lips “i want ya to be with me, if i make you cum, you’re mine dolly” remmick moaned out, gently grazing his teeth against y/n’s soft pearl, y/n jumped a little with a sharp gasp “yes! yes! i’m yours! please remmick!” y/n begged and pleaded, mind mushy and in the clouds with pleasure “that’s what i like to hear, give me what i deserve baby” remmick grinned up at the ruined woman above him then diving back down to his savory meal. his skillful tongue drawing circles around her sensitive and pulsating button while his middle finger gently rubbed her entrance slowly inserting his meaty finger inside, the slippery essence dripped onto his finger and his lips. loud ecstasy, lustful moans bounced off the walls of the old candle lit house, the lewd sounds coming from the slick wet flower remmick was pumping in and out of “hmmm yeah give it to me baby, make me proud, give me what i deserve” remmick’s husky words rang in y/n’s ears, the heat building up in her lower stomach, getting closer and closer to release “re-remmick! oh fuck! mmm please! right there” y/n yelled out with pleasure, dizzy head spinning with thick sin, y/n legs shook aggressively and her frame slumped against the slippery white painted chair, moaning uncontrollable as remmick ruined her. he drank all the nectar that flowed out overstimulating y/n’s abused pearl, y/n whined out and weakly pushed the male from her, still shaking from her release “sorry baby, i had to get every drop outta you” remmick snickered out while caressing her soft flesh, the ripe heated flesh giving off a sweet scent that remmick couldn’t help but take in a deep breath of “fuck you smell sweet…just wanna take a bite” remmick moaned out, gripping y/n’s chin, forcing her to look at him, to look at his glowing red eyes, those red haunting eyes looking deep into her soul “i made you cum honey, you’re mine now” remmick smirked, his sharp knife-like teeth showing, his head dropping to her sweat covered neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her flowing blood “we’d be beautiful together my love. this might pinch a little but it’s so worth it” remmick assured her with such a surgery sweet tone, giving her hope, giving her comfort and warmth, something her heart cried out for years.

everything happened so quickly, one moment the sensation of sharp needle like pain shot through the left side of her neck, hot burning sticky blood oozing out of the open wound then darkness encased her vision. the silence in the house was deafening but it didn’t last long until the loud, panicked gasp was heard from y/n, she felt muscular arms wrapped around her, protecting her, remmick didn’t leave her even when her heart stopped “and she’s awake. welcome back my love. you look as gorgeous as ever” remmick smiled brightly, placing a gentle kiss on the apple of y/n’s cheek, bloody lips leaving a red stain on her cheek “i think it’s my turn for a taste, don’t ya think?” y/n teased, her eyes now red and glowing in the dark room “looks like i created a minx” remmick teased back, biting the plush soft skin of y/n’s bottom lips, moaning in sync with one another quietly “you’re mine sweetheart.” remmick stated, no room for discussion “and you’re mine” y/n replied, her hands running through his soft hair “damn right dolly.” remmick proudly said, pulling her into his warm chest. embracing each other without any worry in the world, the way how it should be. finally at peace, finally feeling worthy and loved, all of remmick.



[lon3lystarr]

i can’t wait to read the fanfics for Remmick. i need to be that man’s wife 😩