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*chef’s kiss*

Make it Nine - Warren Worthington III x reader (SMUT)

WARNING: smut, duh

A/N: you ask, I deliver ! Here’s another Warren smut, I promise the next one won’t be so filthy but I’m really proud of this one ok bye I’m going to hell

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anyway, i got soft thinking about warren taking care of drunk u :( like him following closely behind, making sure ur never wandering too far. him holding ur hand when ur feeling overly emotional and affectionate. him calling you lil petnames and holding u close. “but we gotta go pookie, you’re gonna be so hungover in the morning.” he squishes ur face affectionately and scrunches his nose at u while ur been a whiny baby cus you don’t wanna leave quite yet but you know he’s only looking out for you.

when you two get home, he helps you clean your face from the sweat ur face with blotting papers and a makeup wipe. he helps u out of ur clothes and into ur pjs; he Hates feet but he still tugs off ur shoes n massages ur feet because u were dancing and running around all night. he swaddles you in a blanket and sleeps near you; affection was hard for him to come around, especially with something so intimate.

he takes care of u in the morning, despite how exhausted he is from waking up in the middle of the night to make sure u were okay. he shoves water in ur face and makes sure ur eating something light so ur not fucking dry heaving. warren could say “i told u so” but he’s babying you for a second time. he has a lot of hangover remedies, trade secret and he’s nursing u back to health.

:(((((

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i love u

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Freak Like Me → Ben Hardy

pairing: ben x f!reader

warnings: nsfw 18+. slight exhibitionism.

prompt: a good girl who does bad things to you. what more could ben want?

“Dude! Go away, you’re annoying me.” Ben whined as you snickered once more. He was in the middle of a Mario Kart race. Actually, you both were. You and a couple of friends had set up a kickback at his, drinks and games were involved. You’d already finished in first and now you were messing with Ben. “Just because you’re way ahead, doesn’t mean you get to pick on me.” he pouted. He was peeved already, he was originally in first place. But you had sent the flying blue shell his way and pulled through.

“Hey, hey, chill. I’m only joking,” you pinched his cheek, earning his swatting hand as he continued to whine as he dodged a green shell.

“Stop it, I’m gonna fucking choke you out if you keep doing that!” Ben lightly threatened with grunt. You couldn’t help but flutter your lashes at this, which he couldn’t see.

“Oh yeah? You promise?” you were only half-joking. His friends chuckled beside him as they found their way over the finish line. They were amused as to how you two called yourself friends. Maybe you weren’t the best of friends, but you and him were pretty close. The flirting and bantering almost convinced them you were dating.

The blondie finished in last place, ending the grand prix. The group that was already playing began to disperse, giving up the remotes to those who were waiting. Shouts could be heard from the other side of the room due to a game of Jenga happening. Ben had followed his friends, joining the small group around the foosball table. He let his eyes linger on you as you slipped away to the kitchen.

You hummed to yourself as you poured yourself a cup of the jungle juice you and Ben had made the night prior. It was incorporated with a lot of fruity, light liquors and juices as well as chopped kiwis, limes, and strawberries.

“So, what’s up with you and Ben?” you turned and saw Andrew, the guy who placed 3rd in your Mario Kart session. You moved to the side as he grabbed a cup of jungle juice for himself.

“Nothing, why?” you munched on a strawberry as he rolled his eyes, clearly disapproving of your answer. “What??”

“You can’t tell me there’s nothing going on between you two, I mean, the guy’s had his eyes on you the entire night.” as if on cue, your eyes flickered toward Ben. And Andrew was right. Out of habit, you gnawed at your bottom lip, looking back at your drink.

“There’s nothing going on Andrew,” you told him as you sipped on your drink. “We’re just friends.” he stared at you blankly before blinking a few times and shaking his head.

“You really just okay’d him to choke you, and there’s nothing going on?”

“Choke me out. Meaning kill me, which I’m fine with.” you chuckled nervously, furrowing your eyebrows at him, hoping he’d pick up on your humor. And he did, but he wanted you to say what he wanted to hear. What was true. You could feel your face heat up, you blamed it on the alcohol c it always made you flush. You could feel the alcohol running through your veins and taking over your senses.

“Y/N,” he said sternly with a knowing look. You couldn’t believe this was happening. Never in a million years did you think this would happen.

“What is it that you want me to say, huh?” you shrugged your shoulders. “That he’s a good guy who happens to be really fucking attractive and I wouldn’t mind him spitting in my mouth?” you tried to catch the letters before they formed into words but they were already out of your mouth.

“Shit, that’s not what I was expecting,” snorted Andrew. “I was expecting a ‘maybe I like him’ but damn girl, you into that freak shit?” a part of you wanted to be ashamed for saying such words out loud. That was sober you. Intoxicated you on the othet hand...

“And what about it?” you raised an eyebrow as you rose your cup. Andrew did the same, laughing at how confident you seemed. After clinking cups, you downed whatever remained in your cup, taking the fruit too.

The night seemed to go by like a blur. The party moved outside in Ben’s backyard. A bonfire was lit. How no one lit their drunkselves on fire baffled you. Almost everyone was intoxicated and/or couldn’t be trusted with fire.

You were swinging around Ben, giggling as you danced with him. The music was a pretty mellow r&b genre. Which was a transition from the trashy trap music that had been playing inside. He held you at an arm’s distance, not wanting you to fall.

“Pretty girl,” Ben lightly chirped, nearing his nose against the side of your cheek, his lips ghosting over your skin. Your jaw fell slack at the sudden movement. He was so close to you. He was drunk, no less than you were; so he definitely didn’t mind being affectionate with you.

“Mmm’hi baby,” your hand grabbed at his arm, clutching it tightly as he reeled you into his chest as he fell back onto the outdoor lounging chair. You landed right in his lap, turning your body so your legs hovered across his lap. You couldn’t help but snuggle and curl into him with a small giggle. Your eyes lingered on his hand as it slid up your bare thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. And he left it there. He was tempted to shove his hand up your skirt. And he would have, everyone else was too preoccupied to even notice you two. He needed to hear you say you wanted it.

“You know, I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said,” his voice murmured. You took the opportunity to flutter your lashes at him with a questioning glance, your eyes slightly widening to make them look more doe-like. “About me choking you out?” it was like all seriousness had seeped into your bones. He already had you at his mercy.

“What about it?” you blinked blankly at him, not sure what your emotions should be. Your heart was racing.

“I was thinking about how sweet your face would look with my hand wrapped around your throat.” he glanced down, letting his fingertips brush against your collarbones. He quickly slid his hand up your soft skin, his hand cupping the side of your neck. He hadn’t applied any pressure, just resting it there. You gave him a challenging look. “Andrew told me you were into that type of shit. I mean, I’m already into you, no doubt about it,” he dryly chuckled as he slurred on his words. “But having a freaky girl? That’s a bonus. When he told me, I knew I had to have you.” at this, you were stunned. Of course Andrew meddled, of course Andrew told Ben; thank you Andrew, for this.

You pictured it. You gasping with your back arching from his bed, his hand tightly gripping your throat as your nipple was between his teeth. Oh, the sounds you’d like to make for him. A glimpse of his fingers being shoved into your mouth as he pushed himself deep into you, his raspy, deep groans. The thought of the sounds you’d like to hear from him had you more weak than your inital thought.

You couldn’t take it. Ben was going to ask you if you were okay, you’d been so quiet, he wasn’t sure if he crossed his boundaries. You cupped his scarlet-blushed cheek in your small hands and kissed him. He grunted, hand slightly tightening around your throat. You purred against his lips, rubbing your thighs together.

Without noticing, you’d trapped Ben’s hand in between your legs. With a flick of his hand, he had your legs parted again. He could feel the sticky heat forming further up your thighs. He nipped at your bottom lip, a whimper escaped your lips. You wanted him to take you right here.

“You want me? Come and get me,” you hummed amusingly, hoping off his lap.

Jesus, you must’ve wanted to be punished. And he liked it.

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he’s baby

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Ben Hardy as Roger Taylor in Bohemian Rhapsody (2018)

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Ben Hardy & Joe Mazzello being absolute savages on Gwil’s expense.

(This sounds like a summary for a fanfic and I ain’t even mad.)

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Roger “I’m so pissed” Taylor doing a lot of tricks.

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Got no feel, I got no rhythm I just keep losing my beat.

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Ben Hardy as Roger Taylor in Bohemian Rhapsody (2018)

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Ben Hardy as Angel in X-Men: Apocalypse (2016)

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These gifs could kill me in an instant

now comes Roger

(I’M SORRY, I DON’T KNOW WHO MADE THESE, THEY WERE JUST CHILLIN’ IN MY LIBRARY. Please don’t hate me. If you know the creators, please tell me so I can give them credit.)