#you want to baby me and constantly touch me and shit you are getting slapped into sunday

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fuck me like you hate me • eren jaeger x black fem reader

I know I said I hate seeing my babies fight but I’m tweaking over the idea of some nasty ass, filthy hate sex between eren and (y/n). Like imagine they’ve just moved in together, adjusting to living with another person and they have been walking around mad as hell at each other over dumb shit around the house and from work (him ignoring her for recording sessions and her on Instagram showing a lil too much for his liking). The tension is CRAZY. It explodes into a huge argument..they think about breaking up but instead, fuck their frustrations out, I—😫😫

content warning: very ROUGH sex, name calling, use of N-word (by reader obv) degradation, hitting, spit play, oral sex, fingering, backshots, slapping, choking, hair pulling, overstimulation, implied dacryphilia,breeding, marking and spanking, riding, .2 seconds of switch eren, bunch of other shit omg just proceed with caution, does have a really happy ending and lots of aftercare 🥹

word count: 8.3K

📝: and forewarning before anybody can come leave a dumbass comment, this isn’t in support or condoning of toxic relationships, fighting, domestic altercations/violence, etc. and this will be my very first and last time writing something of this degree. Also, this is purely fiction and all of these aforementioned topics will only be slightly touched on without graphic detail, as they can be extremely triggering and sensitive. Again, read this at your own discretion! (And keep it very cute)

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“Shit! Oh my God—fuck! Moveeee..gimme my phone.”

“Shut the fuck up..you want to post everything, let’s post this.”

the words spewed like venom from between your boyfriend’s lips. Much like the many times that he called you baby, princess..or said ‘I love you’. But lately, things had been a little less affectionate around the Jaeger household. It had only been six months since the two of you had moved in together. Taking your newly public relationship to the next level and committing to one another. It was supposed to be a joyous time yet it was the exact opposite! As of late, particularly in the past few weeks, the two of you had been at odds and each other’s throats to say the least. The anger constantly building and only becoming worse by the minute. So much so, the both of you had questioned if living under the same roof was a wise option and even more so, contemplated splitting up..but alas, it seems you found a better solution:

“Show all your little followers how you take this dick. Let ‘em see you getting fucked like a slut. Since you wanna act like one.”

“Maybe I’ll show them how weak this lil’ stroke game is. Ain’t shut me up yet, baby.”

“But you can’t stop fucking up my sheets. Stop lying.”

the whole situation arose not too long ago, stemming from the fact that he had been working nonstop on new projects. As happy as you were that he was back into his groove, you were sick of being ignored and neglected for a damn album. Shelved and discarded like nothing more than a toy. It was infuriating, especially when you went out of your way after your own gigs and busy schedule to cook him dinner and make him snacks; even trying to surprise the man with a few little..outtakes and teasers from your photo shoots. Preferably the ones where you were nude or playing with yourself. Did he pay them any attention? Hell no. In retaliation, you decided you’d give him a taste of his own medicine..by blocking him on Instagram and purposely posting some rather wild shit. Such as you practically tongue kissing your homegirl as you guys took shots at the pool. Or twerking in a new fit normally worn by dancers and sex workers…it didn’t help matters any when he had to see the sultry posts by proxy from one of his friends, who shared it with him while at the studio one night and when he confronted you about it, you could care less. Saying that maybe someone else would appreciate it if he didn’t. Which had him completely irate and the situation escalated further than it ever should have. But this festering fire of resentment didn’t just boil over today. This had been due to weeks worth of rising frustrations. Eren felt as if he had worked to curate his sanctuary and you were destroying that and you were pissed that he agreed to you living together when he obviously didn’t even want you there. But it all came to a head only a couple hours ago..

flashback

the two of you standing in the bedroom, arguing and going at each other’s throats. Shouting and screaming..it was a situation you promised you’d never find yourself in after your ex and today, you’d had enough. You were ready to leave..call it quits on this entire thing because you refused to be in another toxic relationship. Especially when you cared so deeply for this man. But no amount of love could make you stay in this.

“You won’t even tell me why the fuck you’re so mad! Walking around with a fucking attitude and I’m supposed to read your goddamn mind?! Be serious!”

“Nigga, I shouldn’t have to tell you shit! I waited on you for three hours, Eren! Three motherfucking hours..got dressed, done my hair and everything and you fucking stand me up like my time ain’t worth shit. You don’t give a damn about anybody or anything except that stupid ass music.”

needless to say, tensions were high…you were both angry and it was probably best if you guys stepped away and gave yourselves time to reevaluate the situation but instead, you were running on fumes and pure fire. Only making matters worse. Thank goodness no housekeeping staff was around to hear this altercation because you guys would probably be on the front page of TMZ. Either way, neither of you cared. Right now, you just wanted to vent and get your peace out before the other could. “You mean the same music that’s paying your bills? That’s buying you those fucking purses and hair? Surely, you’re not complaining about that. You damn sure don’t when you wanna spend the money.”

making your blood boil with rage and your eyes well with tears. “You know what? Fuck you, I don’t need your money or nobody else’s. The fuck you think this is? I got my own shit. While you were laid up in the motherfucking suburbs, I was getting to this shit long before I got famous and damn sure before I met you..if you don’t want me here then say that.” But he wasn’t done. Not by a long shot and neither were you…no one wanted to admit they were in the wrong. “No (y/n). I want you to understand that I got business to handle. That I have obligations and if my boys gotta come tell me you’re out here kissing on bitches and entertaining other guys while I’m working then you go wherever you want. I’ve never chased anybody in my life and I damn sure won’t start now. Especially somebody who runs to the internet when they’re mad. Childish as fuck and no woman of mine is gonna have me out here looking stupid. Go be with whoever’s making you happy because it’s obviously not me. Hell, maybe you can work things out with your fuck ass ex since he won’t stop talking about you in his songs. I told you it was a bad idea for us to move in together right now but you just had to. Now look.” The words cutting like a knife clean through butter. Stabbing you in the heart with his hurtful words…you thought this was what he wanted as well and to find out that yet again, you were just another chore like everything else in his life, you were gutted. Not only that, he’d bring up your ex as if that relationship didn’t come along with emotional damage and physical scars. He knew how much of a sensitive topic that was for you and yet, when Eren got angry, he had a tendency to hit below the belt and do so without the slightest bit of hesitation in his voice. With tears in your eyes, unable to hold them back, you’d begin screaming all over again, hitting his chest and trying to take out all your anger on him. Even as you slammed your fists against him, screaming that you hated him and slapping his cheek, he stood there unfazed. He knew your words were from a place of hurt and your actions were not the real you. You’d never raise your hand at him because you knew what that felt like. But feeling as if he didn’t care, you were distraught! So much so, you’d become blind with rage and act out of a place you promised to never go to.

“I fucking hate you, Eren! Swear to fucking God, bro!—all you do is make me feel like shit. If you didn’t want me, all you had to do was leave me alone!” Shouting as you swing your closed fists at his chest, banging on him and wailing as you cry. Screaming and shouting to the top of your lungs.

it was by that point, he’d had enough of being your punching bag. Looking away from you, he’d grasp your wrists, stopping you in your tracks and that only enraged you more. “Let me go, Eren! I’m not playing with you!” Alas, he didn’t say a word though. He didn’t even so much as look at you..staring through you like glass; just holding your hands in place to avoid your hits. Instead, he’d push you to the mattress and pin you back by your wrists. “Don’t put your fucking hands on me, I’m not repeating myself..I don’t play that shit, (y/n). Do it again and we’re done.” grimacing his teeth and leaning down against your face. He was a firm believer that if a relationship ever got physical, it was time to end it. He could never bring himself to put his hands on you, even entertain the thought of it so he wasn’t about to let you disrespect him and do the same. But your rage could not be quelled and instead, you’d start to kick around until he’d bolt your legs down as well. Staring at him like this…hair down, beard and mustache forming on his face, you could tell he hadn’t been himself either and right now, there was a far more primal energy about him. Energy that seemed like it could devour your ass alive if you pushed one more button. “Or what? The fuck you gon’ do? Pussy.” And in that moment, you’d find out just what he had in mind when you decided to spit at his face and in retaliation, he’d only laugh..much more than he should've..right before putting his hand around your throat, clutching it so tight that it causes you to gasp. Restricting your breathing in the process. Which forced your mouth open and allowed him to return it with his own saliva, seeping onto your tongue. With his knee placed between your thigh, brushing against that thinly clothed cunt, he knew you were wet..getting turned on for him even now. “You liked that, didn’t you?” Feeding you a couple slaps to your cheek as you begin to realize the gravity of the situation. “Answer me, bitch. You like spitting so much, I got something for you to use it on.” Suddenly, he’d begin to lean up, tugging at the top of your head next to adjust to eye level with his erection. With one fell swoop from his thumb, he’d tug his sweats down and right before you was his thick cock, standing at full attention. He didn’t want to feel your hands..nothing but straight mouth and throat and right now, he’d guide you as he saw fit. You were his toy right now…shoving that dick between your lips, he’d start to fuck that pretty, tear stained face like it was nothing more than a sleeve. He could hear the gurgling in the back of your throat and feel how hard you were trying but since you had so much to say, he was going to make sure you ate those words.

“What’s that, baby? Can’t hear you..” mocking you as he used your mouth to his heart's content. Balls slapping your chin and jaws suctioned around his shaft. You’d attempt to put your hands up to his hips but he’d slap you and make certain you’d never do so again. Sucking his teeth, Eren laughed as he watched you struggle to engulf all eight and a half inches of that thick girth. “Can’t pop all that shit with my dick in your throat, can you?” Asking rhetorically but he wasn’t done rubbing salt in the wound..you had truly and utterly pissed him off and for the last time. In haste timing, he’d retract from your mouth only momentarily to the sound of you taking sharp gasps and drooling all over yourself. He’d force your head to the edge of the bed, where he’d crawl over and continue his brutal face fucking. But not before he spat in that oral cavity once more, looking at you as if you were nothing more than an object. Bucking his hips and thrusting as if it were an inanimate toy lying in front of him. Your insides were matching the sensation of that of a flesh light, maybe even better. By the time he got into it, a bulge began to form in the center of your esophagus. And try as you might to swat at him, he’d tell you to place your arms by your side and not move them until he stated otherwise.

“I think you’ve forgotten who you’re messing with, princess. I don’t know which bum you’re used to fucking but don’t you ever try that shit with me again. There’s a reason I said I don’t chase anyone. Why would I when I know I’ll have you crawling right back?” and he was right! This man had done things to you that would have any woman stalking him and sitting in his bushes. Even so, you were still pissed off and not much in the way of taking his shit lying down. So as he twitched slightly in your throat, you’d begin to gurgle and gag on his dick, doing tricks to inevitably make him tap out. Grasping the top of your head, he’d tug his shaft from between your lips and spin you around until you were flat on your stomach, and glaring up at his face as he gripped your chin. “You can fuck half the guys in the game and not one of them would ever make you feel the way I would. That pussy will always belong to me. Stop pretending you don’t know that.” His words were so condescending, it made you want to scream but you couldn’t disagree either. Eren always had a nasty habit of playing on people’s psyche and getting under their skin with his words. He was the type to read someone down and not miss a beat. When he was angry, nothing or no one was off limits. Tears were already streaming from your eyes and throat already sore from his brutal handling but he didn’t care. “So I’ve got a great idea…” looking straight past you, he’d extend an arm and lay a heavy handed slap across your backside, still tugging at your hair without any sort of regard for it. “We’re not leaving this room until you and I fix this.” He’d take a moment to clutch his other fist around his cock; tapping it against your tongue, which was hanging out. “Until I fuck you so stupid, you forget what you were so mad about. How’s that sound?” Patting your cheek and inflicting sharp slaps to your ass, causing stinging pain. Along with sensations to your pussy. Proving his words to be true.

Trails of saliva pooled..dribbling from your mouth. Gagging noises constantly arising and filling the room as he relentlessly and disrespectfully fucked that pretty face. At the same time, he’d reach forward so that he could slide two digits inside of inviting heat. Pushing those fingers in and out at an intermediate pace. He’d rub on the sensitive bud with his thumb and pump the other two profusely. You’d slowly start to rut yourself on them, unable to resist him for much longer. “There you go…good girl. I swear, you’re so much prettier like this. Sucking my dick instead of bitching…” he couldn’t help but to fling one more insult in there but trust, he preferred this to arguing any day. Any frustrations the two of you had could be left right here! Continuing to relentlessly fuck your face, Eren teased your little cunt for two reasons: one, because you couldn’t help but to whimper and the sensations caused your throat to spasm and two, he was preparing you for how bad he was going to beat that pussy up. When he finished, you wouldn’t have the energy to move, less known scream at him. He was tired of being at odds with the woman he loved. All too well did he know the pain of practically living with a stranger he felt nothing for and he refused for you guys to turn out the same way. Too many laughs, so much love had been shared between you two for it to end now..

amid disassociating, EJ withdrew his fingers and fat cock from between your lips before telling you to lie on your back. “Spread those legs..” Earning him a side eye from you as those thighs parted to reveal that dripping center. “Bet you’re wet as fuck, aren’t you? Admit it.” Plump lips that were freshly waxed and soaking wet, just for him. There was no one else in this world that could get you so undeniably aroused and you both knew it. Raking his fingers through those long, thick locks, he’d crawl on to the bed; knees pushing through the mattress as he grasped your ankle and tugged you towards him. In that same, swift motion..you’d find your legs pinned back to the covers and feet practically behind your head. “She missed me, didn’t she?” That smug look on his features as he so casually stroked the hood of your clit. He wanted nothing else from you than to wet that beard up. He could tell by the look in your eyes that you weren’t as infuriated as you once were and that fiery spark had dwindled to a twinkle of adoration. But if he knew one thing about you..it was that you’d play coy until you couldn’t any longer. You’d fake an orgasm, pretend to not be turned on. Anything to make him feel inferior. Because you’d try everything to deny him that satisfaction of pleasuring you. You were stubborn, yes but far more aroused..too much to hide it, in fact.

“No, and I didn’t eith—ahh fuck!” Your mouth left agape as he shoved a digit inside and let one rest dormantly on the clit. “Exactly as I thought. Shut the fuck up.” Sitting down entirely, he’d keep your legs pinned back in one hand, as it was nothing with his strength. With all his pent up energy and frustration he’d normally use to fuck you dumb, he had been putting towards intense workouts the past few weeks. Trying to find a way to channel that anger in a healthy way to avoid doing something dumb. Working those two fingers in and out, pumping slowly..Eren made certain you were looking him in the eyes as he maneuvered that little cunt with the delicacy of his hand. Pumping and rubbing in a fluid motion as if it were second nature. Taking you gently by the back of the head, he’d hold you up and let you watch him work. “Shit—I’m not gonna come. If that’s what you want.” “You’re so cute, thinking you have a choice in the matter. Like I said, we’re not leaving until we fix this. So you can drop the fucking act.” Amid his declaration, he’d look you dead in the eye, peering right about your stomach and spit onto your pussy. Disrespectful and raunchy about it as well. He had no regard for you as his girl or even a person right now. You were an object..his little slut he was going to break and mold as he saw fit. “Take your eyes off of me again and I swear to God, you won’t get to come at all. You really don’t want to test me right now.” And something told you, every word seeping from his mouth was a pure fact. This man’s forms of punishment were hellish. One time, you made him so mad, that he fucked you for an hour straight, using a combination of various toys and his cock until you were in tears and refused to let you climax once. No matter how many times he stuffed you or nutted himself. By the time he granted you permission, it was like releasing the pressure on a tightly coiled spring and you nearly collapsed from the intense pressure.

so reluctantly, you’d bat those big brown eyes and fluttery lashes as you watched your man devour that tasty little center. Those jade eyes fixated on you; akin to a shark lying in wait just above sea level..stalking its prey. All you could hear were smacking, slurping and faint moans but what you felt were sensations of pure bliss. Slick had begun to coat the tip of his nose as he nuzzled it between your slit. His tongue lapped up every remnant of those syrup like fluids..sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted. This man ate pussy like his life was on the line and it’d only be a matter of time before he had you as putty in his hands once more. Eventually, Eren would snake his palms up to your own and clasp them together, intertwining those fingers once he removed them, so that you two were holding hands. A level of intimacy that he only showed to someone he cared about. It was blatantly obvious that he still loved you..regardless of how angry you were. Especially when you heard him moaning and sucking on your clit, which inevitably made you melt in his grasp. “Mmmmph..fuck.” Whimpering so softly and slowly rutting yourself against his tongue. “That’s it..fuck my face, baby. Real slow.” The deep rumble in his voice makes you melt even now. Even when you were just screaming at him. Suddenly, your breath would hitch and he’d cause another pang of pleasure to rip through your body. His tongue flickered all throughout your folds and he’d leave gentle kisses on those lower lips. That’s when you felt more saliva on your quivering cunt, combining with your own sweet juices. Those eyes were beginning to cross, toes curling as they rested on his shoulders and that little hole, leaking like a faucet. “You taste so good…and I know it feels even better. Look at the way that shit’s leaking f’r me. Can’t even deny it..” As enjoyable as it was eating you out and normally, he’d stay down there forever, taking in your essence and flavor but for right now..he had to fuck the shit out of you!

suddenly, you’d feel that incredible oral come to an abrupt halt and Eren rising to his feet. Keeping that grasp on your thighs, he’d land a heavy handed smack to your ass and tell you to take hold of your legs now..as he had plans. “Keep that shit open. Hold them.” Demanding as he hovered above you..hand wrapped around his shaft; slowly pumping up from the base. Between using your throat earlier and eating you out, that dick was throbbing and thumping. He needed to be inside of you immediately or he was going to burst. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait long. You were a puddle of dripping sex and arousal for him. With your panties dangling around your ankles and tank top pulled down, he tugged them off and stuffed the thin material into your mouth. He couldn’t lie..it looked so hot seeing you in such a vulnerable state. But you were going to need it for how hard he was about to pound your pussy. Glaring at you with a smug smirk, he’d place a hand into the center of your belly before easing his cock inside of you..which elicited a heavy grunt arising from his throat.

staring into your eyes, he’d start out with sharp, deep strokes. Ones that didn’t even allow you to adjust to before that cock began to curve up and kiss the inner corner of your cervix. His pace was already rough and somewhat sped up. He didn’t care about your feelings or how it felt. The only thing he wanted to see was a mess made of him. Whimpering through muffled lips, your head would slightly tilt back, along with those watering eyes as your skin collided; sounds of clapping flesh filling the room. It was then that you’d feel his hand creep up to the center of your scalp, tugging you down so that you were forced to see him bulging through your skin so early on.

“Take this dick. C’mon..” never breaking eye contact as he continued thrusting. His hips bucking and moving in a rhythmic motion. He had no regard for any part of you right now..you were merely a hole, a vessel for his pleasure and that was it. That smug grin on his face gave it away.. “fuck!..so deep—g’ahh..why are you fucking me like this? Shit!“ belting out in a shaky whimper through the gag of those panties as you clawed through your own skin with your fingers and palms planted to the backs of your thighs. You’d bite down on them in an attempt to quell that sensation. Feeding you yet another slap, Eren proceeded to take that comfort away by pulling it out and shoving those same fingers into your mouth. “Fucking shame it had to be like this, baby. But you asked for it. Shouldn’t have pissed me off.” Even with sweat trickling down his forehead and very obvious moans escaping his lips, he was still cocky and arrogant to a fault. Even if the grip of that fat cunt swallowing him as he slid in and out had him faltering, he’d never be so weak as to show it..not at a time like this at least. Slamming that cock balls deep; your pelvises clashing with a sheath of creamy fluid molding them together, Eren leaned all the way forward and pressed his entire body weight against you..as some sort of makeshift mating press. Your eyes locked and his lips pressing to yours.

“But imma make sure you don’t have shit else to say when I’m done.” Laughing with all faith and confidence that he could magically make this all go away. However, you were still in a bit of a confrontational mood and decided to challenge him.

“Is that right? Well shut me the fuck up then. Make me be quiet.” With that all too familiar glare in those gorgeous brown eyes of yours. The one that you gave him when you needed some act right..the one that screamed for him to do his worst. “You think your dick’s that good? Please, you don’t know what to do wi—“ Luckily, he was up for the task and you had a rude awakening coming. Snickering, Eren pulled himself up by only an inch, still letting you pop your shit and all; just enough to allow him the room to place his hand around your throat and squeeze until your tongue was hanging out. Meanwhile, his stroke had slowed to a more sporadic pace; thrusts becoming far more uneven and short, yet everyone hit your spot with precision. All the while, his jade eyes never left your own. Suddenly, he’d make good on your declaration and before you knew it…

“Well that was easy enough..what’s the matter, princess? Cat got that tongue? You were so loud earlier..cussing and yelling at me like you’ve lost your fucking mind. Where’s all that energy now? Hmm?”

suddenly, the bed would begin to jolt around..headboard slamming against the wall and the entire frame shifting under the weight of his hard thrusting. Taunting and fucking as if he were attempting to put you through the mattress! Couldn’t support your own legs anymore? No problem because all one hundred ninety five pounds of him kept you in place whilst that third leg of his drilled into your tightness, facing zero regard for the way you were shaking underneath him. The way you pawed at his six pack only to be slapped away so viciously and your jaws to be squeezed in his clutch. “Move your hand!” You couldn’t get so much as a gasp out as he continued pounding your little sex with all of his might. Cream was profusely leaking..practically dripping down that dick and sack as he kept going. Your titties were swaying around outside of that tank top, bouncing everywhere and looking so good, all for his viewing pleasure. In addition to that expression on your face as you were obviously nearing your climatic peak. He found it so funny how quickly that shift came once he got up in it.

“That’s fine. I don’t need you to do shit else but nut on this fucking dick. You can handle that, can’t you?”

you didn’t want to cave..give him the sheer satisfaction of seeing you submit but you’d be a bold face liar if you said that shit didn’t feel amazing. Especially with that hand around your neck and that thumb on your clit..stroking so gently that the minute bundle of sensitive nerves were already overstimulated. That swollen little bud twitching underneath the touch. It didn’t help matters any when he allowed a slow string of saliva to trickle down onto it either. It was blatantly obvious that you were trying to deny him that orgasm and in turn, prompt him to come instead by clamping down on his shaft but in that same breath, it was clear that his resolve was a little stronger than yours. You always had a habit of nutting quickly which would be your downfall right now.

“You can try to hold back all you want, baby but you will come f’r me. I don’t give a damn how long it takes…stubborn ass always wants to make things difficult, I swear.”

so casually pointing out one of your character flaws as he resides in your guts..something only he would do.

“Ah!—haaaaaa..fuck! Fuck you..still a pussy.”

blurting out with all the strength you could muster, along with still attempting to push him away which was, again, of no use! Instead, it only fueled him further and lengthened your punishment. Reaching down for those panties you had spat out previously, he’d rope them around your wrists and bind your hands together. It was obvious he wasn’t fond of your disrespectful outbursts or foul mouth. It was going to make it all the more fun to wreck you however!

“Yeah and you're still a dumb slut. ‘Fuck did you think this was?”

still impaling you on that cock and feeding you more slaps in the process. You were folding and fast but you’d try to maintain the little semblance of control you had but sadly, it was dwindling and before long, you’d be unable to hold back. And that moment came a tad bit too soon for your liking because only a minute later, you were gasping for breath, wrinkling around in the sheets..a stream of sticky fluids squirting all over those abs as if you had sprang a leak. It went everywhere; wetting up his six pack and pelvis, absolutely flooding the bed but he didn’t care. That’s exactly what he wanted. To see you shaking and convulsing, so needy and dependent on his cock that you couldn’t function without him. And he was well on his way to achieving that with the way he just fucked the shit out of you. It was such a powerful orgasm that you’d begin to shed tears; overstimulated from attempting to edge yourself and failing miserably. You lacked the restraint for that sort of thing but it presented the perfect teaching opportunity as he was in the mood to train you anyways on what being disobedient got you. Pulling out for a split second, he’d allow that swollen shaft and seeping mushroom tip to flap against your folds and drum out more. You were inconsolable but the worst was yet to come. Grabbing you by your hair, he’d grasp it tightly whilst hissing and chuckling in your ear.

“I break brats like you for fun, baby. Remember that.”

before kissing your temple in the most condescending way; it was true, he was the literal definition of a brat tamer and done so with pride. In another sudden movement, he’d tug you by that freshly done hair that wasn’t so fresh anymore and pull you down until he had flipped you over onto your stomach. Keeping you reigned in with that fistful of 613 wavy; dyed and toned to a deeper blonde, Eren planted a heavy hand smack to your ass as he flayed you across his lap. Demanding that you arch your back and put your ass up in the air. It was in your best interest to follow instructions but you were dead set on being defiant. If for nothing else, get the treatment you had been so desperately craving. For him to fuck that attitude out of you!

“Lemme ask you something, baby. What did you really think was going to happen when you decided to pull that little stunt? Trying to embarrass me?…”

ensuring that you had no other choice but to look him in the eye with those fingers still intertwined between your locks as he tugged your head back. You were practically panting, drooling like the fucked out little whore you were. Mouth agape and eyes glazed over whilst he stared at you.

“What? You thought I was going to ignore that shit? Or maybe you thought I’d get jealous enough to hop online and clear it up. You thought I was the rest of these lame ass dudes. You’re as stupid as you are pretty.”

Uttering the last line with vitriol before landing the hardest slap to your backside he could muster. Spanking you a couple times with the same force until you were flailing around and more tears had fallen. You were gritting your teeth, trying to maintain that mean glare you were trying so desperately to portray to make it seem as if you were not enjoying yourself. But he knew that was a lie. His heavy hands colliding with your flesh eventually began to form a burgundy blip and quite the sting. In addition to being choked, you were starting to feel it. That pleasurable pain that came with rough sex. It was the only way he could get his frustrations out on you at this point because actual harm would never be an option for him. He just wanted to teach you a lesson..

“And you’re still acting like a bitch. Mad about a lil’ instagram story—“

blurting out before he began to spank you again and clutch your throat as well. This time with enough force to make you squirm and cry some more. Making sure you didn’t talk out of turn again. “Shut the fuck up.”

he could tell you were still angry with him, still wanting to get your point across but that was all of no concern to him. He didn’t care about your bratty ass attitude. It barely even phased him. That was until he saw those pretty little streaks coming down your face and those eyes all puffy. That jaw clenched so tight, it’d probably shatter your teeth. “Ooh..don’t look at me like that. Makes my dick hard when you cry for me.” Like a true goddamn sadist…of course, those tears weren’t enough and he had plans to drum out more. Continuing to paddle you with his hand; releasing primal grunts as he spread your ass apart, kneading his fingers into your flesh and even shove his fingers back into your pussy. Meanwhile, he was still filling your mouth with sloppy kisses and more saliva. Spitting into your oral cavity with no regard. “Get up..arch that back and spread that ass open. Now.” And this time, too sore and weak to do anything else, you’d follow suit and place both hands on that round bottom, letting your acrylic nails display across that dark skin as you opened up for him. He damn near lost his composure when he saw that asshole flexing and puckering on instinct. But he had to regroup, get back into his zone and keep going.

mounting behind you, Eren hooked his fingers together, kept them around your throat and pulled you back on him once again..impaling you.

“Haaa! Fuck!—“ yelping in a high pitched cry as he fed you heavy backshots. The fat of that round, plump ass bouncing against him. Ricocheting in a haze of thunderous claps. Your legs trembled profusely, gripping on the pillows in front of you and biting down in an attempt to quell the brunt of those brutal strokes but it was no use. The curvature of your spine fluctuated as he kept going until you eventually collapsed underneath the weight and he’d bog down, planking over your entire frame as he drilled deeper. Those balls colliding with your ass and smacking against the sticky folds between your thighs. He’d place a hand to the small of your back just to keep you planted firmly whilst the other rested palm down in the memory foam material in front of you. “Oh my gosh, right there!” You’d grasp for Eren’s wrist as some sort of leverage and a sign of comfort. But he wasn’t much in the business of coddling you right now. Instead, you’d watch that opposite hand snake around for a split second to retrieve your phone that was lying next to you..set ablaze with thousands of notifications from this app and that contact. None of which were important at the moment. But he had other plans and ways to use that cellular device right now.

“You love taking pictures so much, right baby? Always showing off..”

just then, you’d see the flash of your rear camera beaming down above you and hear the sound of your video starting. He’d record each movement of your clashing skin..tugging you back, spanking your cheeks with each thrust and even when he decided to slide his thumb into your puckering hole. You’d release a shrill cry, whimpering and moaning. It didn’t take long to realize what he was doing and you immediately tried to stop him.

“Shit! Oh my God—fuck! Moveeee..gimme my phone.”

“Shut up..you want to post everything, post this.”

taunting you with that lens pointed at your face as he began fiercely fucking up into you. So much so, that your face meshed into the pillows. Trying to look away from the camera. Drool spilling from your mouth and your eyes completely dazed..not the most aesthetically pleasing position you’ve found yourself in nor did you want the rest of the world seeing..

“Show all your little followers how you take this dick. Let ‘em see you getting fucked like a slut. Since you wanna act like one.”

“Maybe I’ll show them how weak this lil’ stroke game is. Ain’t shut me up yet.”

“But you can’t stop fucking up my sheets. Stop lying.”

causing the two of you to begin laughing at the obvious truth. Which was far better than what was transpiring before.. “…shit..you got me.” eventually though, he’d save you from further embarrassment and let this sight be all for his own pleasure by tossing the phone aside. With your nails clawing into the sheets, (y/n) felt some semblance of control..somewhat able to gain leverage but soon, he’d take that away as well. Pulling your arms behind your back, he’d tug you up and continue drilling you from behind. Those sharp strokes were consistently hitting your core and soon enough, you were in the midst of another orgasm. Fluids puddling underneath you yet he gave you no leeway and just kept going. “Fuck..ion wanna fight with you anymore, princess. Your shit feels way too good for me to leave you alone.” Laughing as he reached underneath and massaged your clit to further increase that pressure. “Mmmph! Erennnn…I—“

it would seem that your pathetic moans had softened him just a bit because next thing you knew, he was leaning down to place kisses onto your shoulder blades and spine. “I know, baby..I know.” By now, he had you hooked into somewhat of a headlock position..almost as if he couldn’t make up his mind as to what he wanted to do with you. Perhaps that had something to do with him nearing his own climatic peak. You could feel that hard cock pulsating inside of you and soon, he wouldn’t be able to hold back. Sweat began to trickle down his forehead, his tongue out and his chest heaving..he was close. So close that he couldn’t even pretend that he was angry with you any longer. There was no more of keeping up this silly charade that you were mad. You couldn’t give up so easily..not when there was no man on this earth you wanted more. But he did have one thing to say to you, something that he was determined to drill into your head. Grasping your hair, he’d grunt into your ear..

“You’re mine, baby..you can’t leave me, alright? Promise me you’re not going anywhere..”

“I—ahh! I’m not…I’m sorry—“

“I’m sorry too, mama. Fuck!”

gasping with all that you could muster. And only seconds later, you felt him halt in his tracks and that warm fluid flowing into your womb. Letting out an ear shattering grunt, Eren pumped that nut into you and didn’t miss a beat. That hot, white load dripping from your battered cunt for the brief moment that he pulled out to switch positions..the mood had obviously shifted and the two of you were no longer at each other's throats and were instead shoving your tongues in each other’s mouths. “C’mere..give me a kiss.” Moaning and practically yearning for the other’s touch. Those hard pulls and smacks had slowed to tender grasps and Eren so lovingly brushed your face before pulling your hand along to climb on top of him. You didn’t even have time to exchange words, just tangled limb in limb as you made out in a passionate haze…feeling up your skin with his hands roaming your back and yours caressing his face. Leaving tender, warm kisses that made him melt for you all over again. With his lip quivering and eyes all glossed over, he’d glare up at you..begging for you to slide it back in as he was becoming far more spent than he hoped to admit. Even so, you’d do exactly that and place your hands on his chest in the process. “Oh my God…” “Oooh, baby..yes.” the cries leaving your mouths simultaneously as you impaled yourself on that throbbing erection. That mushroom tip splitting open your puffy folds yet again and emitting droplets of cum as it slid in. You were already full but he was hoping to stuff you to the brim. Hell, maybe he would get you pregnant tonight because that was the type of mood he was in. “This dick feels so good..I need all of it..” so desperately admitting as your ass slowly collided with his pelvis. “Take it then, baby. It’s yours.” Rocking back and forth, slowly grinding..going up and down on that cock. It took a moment to center yourself; to gain your balance but once you did, you were riding him to kingdom come. Fucking every bit of those frustrations out of him. Leaving a puddle of creamy, pearlescent fluid all over the base of his pelvis. And needless to say, he was loving every second!

“Ride that shit..oh fuck..” grunting with his arms folded behind his head as he casually enjoyed your ‘talents’. Including making circular motions..bouncing up and down as you propel yourself on his cock. His thick girth stretches you out with each one. Eventually, your head would fall backwards and you’d find yourself practically howling his name whilst still clawing at his chest. You were making an absolute mess of him and Eren was losing his mind! It was as if you were a completely different woman right now. One determined to drain him dry and milk him for every last remnant of his nut. He couldn’t slow you down, stop or even halt you right now. All he could do was toss his own head back and knead his fingers into the flesh of your ass. He’d leave a few light smacks to serve as encouragement but you needed no help whatsoever. You were in control now…

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Baby..yes.” crying out with his legs trembling and toes curling underneath you. The grip that tight little cunt had on him was about to drive this man insane and into another nut. Panting and wailing with his hands clutching your waist. Just then, he’d prompt you to sit still and let him fuck up into you..each sharp thrust hitting that sensitive core and causing yet another stream of sweet juices to come trickling down your thighs and onto his lap. But before you even had a chance to recover, he’d pull you back down and continue drilling until..

“Eren! Fuck!..”

“I’m coming, baby! Let me come in it—“

and before the sentence was completed, you were all but stuffed yet again. Letting him throb and pulsate inside of you as he emptied his seed in your womb. The two of you were clearly spent and quite honestly possessed no more energy to be angry. It was blatantly obvious that you had obviously forgiven one another as well. He ever so gently touched the side of your face yet again and glared into those gorgeous eyes. You’d lay flat against his chest and let him massage your back as well. And it’s then that he noticed a warm, dampened spot on his pecs and he’d tilt your chin up to see you sobbing. The intensity of the orgasms and the moment itself had seemed to overwhelm you quite a bit..

“Hey, princess..c’mere.” Coddling you in his grasp and hugging you tightly. He’d even cradle a palmful of your hair in his fingers and kiss your temple once more. “Why are you crying? What’s wrong?” I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

and the response to his question nearly broke his heart in half. “I’m sorry..I just realized I don’t want to lose you. Do you really hate me? I know I did some stupid shit but I didn’t mean it.” And Eren nearly burst into tears himself but instead cradled you close and murmured into your ear. “..(y/n)..baby no. I could never hate you, even if I tried my hardest. I love you so much. That’s why I get so crazy behind you. Because I know there’s no one I want more.” Suddenly, he’d cup your face between his palms and plant a loving kiss on your forehead. No matter how mad you may have been at one another before or even if you screamed your lungs out, there wasn’t anything in this world that could break you apart. He had spent his entire life searching for a woman like you and there was no way that he could give it up so easily. Taking your fingers into his own, he’d clasp your fingers together..

“Do you mean that?”

“Never meant anything more in my entire life. Listen, if you ever feel neglected by me..like I’m not doing right, tell me. Please..I just wanna be the best man I can for you. I’m so sorry I ever made you feel less than your worth, princess.”

which is all it took for you to fall apart. Sniffling into his chest, you’d let Eren rub your back until he was able to console you. The two of you would just lie there; soaking in the moment and reveling in each other’s essence. Darkness had set over the room, as nighttime har set and you realized just how long you had been at it. Breaking into a soft giggle, you’d turn your face back towards him and for a few minutes, you’d just slowly let your tongues clash..exchanging sloppy kisses and practically wanting to live in one another’s skin.

“Hey, why don’t we get up from here, go take a bath and order some food? How’s that sound for you?” All of it sounded absolutely perfect to you and without question, you’d accept. He just wanted to spend all the time getting close, holding and keeping you by his side. He’d take however long you two needed to get back to the way it was. No amount of albums, Instagram posts or anything else mattered more in this world.

than the love you two shared.

[mangocustard16]

Seventeen’s reaction to you not recognising them when drunk ♡

| genre:fluff

| warnings: mentions of drinking, pet names, cursing, lmk if i missed something

| w.c: 0.7k

| a/n: please reblog if you enjoyed, feedback is always appreciated✿

performance unit version | hip-hop unit ver.

Hoshi:

Seventeen had just clinched a prestigious Daesang award, and you were out celebrating the hard-earned victory with the group.

the night begins with celebratory drinks, as Hoshi's friends convince you to join in the festivities.

and that's it you guys were out, partying hard celebrating your boyfriend's success

although Hoshi had been there too to make sure you didn't go overboard 

what caught him off guard was your unexpected assertion of not recognizing him

"Get your hands off of me you pervert!"

he was shocked, to say the least

but gotta admit, he felt kinda proud seeing you stand your ground and not let some random guy touch you, even if that guy happened to be him.

You turned to Seungkwan, seeking validation and asking him to confirm that this person is not someone you know.

to which Seungkwan awkwardly laughs, caught in the middle of the situation

"Babe, I'm your cute boyfriend"

"Then tell me something only my boyfriend knows?" you question him

He raises his eyebrows and motions you to come closer 

"one time you tried to challenge me to a dance battle, but it turned into a clumsy stumble, and you ended up on the flo-"

you put your hands on his mouth to stop him from revealing that embarrassing story

"Okay, okay! you're definitely my boyfriend"

Jun:

Despite being your boyfriend, Jun finds you unable to recognize him while heavily intoxicated.

the boy is pouting and is offended af

"Come on, shake it off," he said trying to grab your arm to get you out of the club

what caught him off guard was you landing a punch square in his stomach

Jun visibly grimaces, feeling the impact of the punch to his rib

"I know how to box sir, so you better keep your distance," you said walking away

At this point, Jun has no choice but to wait for you to head home by yourself, all he can do is follow you home making sure you get there safely

he woke up the next morning with a huge bruise on his side and for the love of god you couldn't remember a thing 

"Where did you get that bruise from baby?" you asked innocently

The8: 

he tried to play like he was actually hurt by you not recognizing him, but, man, he thought it was so darn cute

he would listen to you ramble about everything in your life, from how your new cat was constantly attacking others to how much your boyfriend loved you

"You know, my boyfriend wanted to name the new cat Pumpkin, but he looks so much like an Oreo, we almost fought but in the end, we named it Oreo"

"Your boyfriend treats you so badly, why would he fight with such a sweet girl like you" Minghao played along

"NOOOO! my boyfriend is the sweetest person in the whole world, don't you dare talk shit about the love of my life," you warned your new friend showing shoving your lock screen of you and Minghao together in his face

He'd chuckle and mumble something along the lines of, "How am I not supposed to love you"

Dino:

Dino got a little pouty when he realized you couldn't recognize him

all he wanted was your affection, but you wouldn't let him touch you, leaving him slightly disappointed

"Babe come on let's go"

"No I don't know you please stop following me, mister" you yelled

poor guy 

he's chasing after you trying to convince you that he's not a threat, in fact he's your boyfriend

"I'm your loving BOYFRIEND babe, do you not recognize me?"

"Why won't I recognize my own boyfriend you creep? Stop following me around." you'd say, slapping his hands away

You took out your phone and called your boyfriend trying to explain that a creepy man was following you around

Dino handed you his ringing phone, showing it to you to convince you that he was indeed your boyfriend.

"Babyyyyy!!! you should've come sooner" you exclaimed, throwing yourself on him, wrapping your arms around him

"I'll always be here for you love," he said shaking his head before planting a soft kiss to your forehead.

@kflixnet @k-labels

[pinkmirth]

⸻ 𝒜ℒℒ 𝒜ℛ𝒪𝒰𝒩𝒟!

ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓎ℴ𝓊, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓂ℯ . . .

𝒮𝒴𝒩𝒪𝒫𝒮ℐ𝒮 ༉‧₊˚. reiner just can’t get enough of you— now he’s got the both of you making a mess near the kitchen counter.

𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜ℐ𝒩𝒮 ༉‧₊˚. (2.7k words of . . .) reiner braun x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, modern au, established relationship, kitchen sex, titty-grabbing, dry humping, fingering, reiner’s a big fat tease (& a little mean!), unprotected sex, creampie, explicit language, minors shoo!

𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇! — i haven’t written for reiner in ages, so i’m glad about finally finishing up some content for my man! I hope y’all enjoy! ♡︎

Reiner can't seem to keep to himself when it comes to you. The way he constantly rubs the expanse of his large hands along your body is relentless.

He was initially bashful throughout the beginning of your relationship; taking in your form and all its dips and curves with the most sheepish glance before tossing his gaze to the wall. 

Reiner’s poor attempts at hiding his arousal were to no avail. You took quick notice of the way his hazel eyes would undress you. It’s much too easy to read his mind— he’d probably been thinking of all the ways and places he’d run his hands over you, only if you’d let him. 

That had been ages ago. Now, Reiner’s got no shame. He’s basking you in the warmth of his touch at every chance he gets.

You lean up against the counter of your quaint little kitchen. Reiner looms over you, pressing himself into your backside. His hands of mischief snake up your shirt with perversity, cupping your tits in his palm before giving them a thoughtful squeeze.

“You’re so needy.” 

You whine at him, resting your weight onto the counter to keep balance. “It’s ‘cause I love you so much,” Reiner hums. His response is lukewarm; he’s too fixed on your body. He passes his hands along your hips, clad in the tiniest pair of booty shorts. He’s gripping and fondling and letting fat spill past his fingers, wetting his lips at the sight. 

Scruff frictions against your supple skin while Reiner sloppily bites at your neck, soothing your flesh with nimble licks. He simultaneously toys with your nipples, perked underneath your top as he pinches them, hoping to draw another one of your beautiful reactions through the roll of his fingers.

“Shit, Reiner,” you swear. That never fails to make his ego surge, and he’s desperate to pull more from you. His touch slinks down to encircle your waist as he swiftly rolls his hips against you, bulge suggestively prodding at the round of your ass. 

You push back onto his erection in reply, feeling the warmth radiate from beneath the waistband of his thinly sweats. “Oh?” with a throaty tone, Reiner hums, grinding into your backside, “You gonna give it to me, baby?”

“I bet you want me to,” is your scoffed reply. You bat your lashes up at him, carrying a playful grin. Despite your satire, he knows too well that you crave him just as bad as he does you. Just look at how you’re reacting to him– easing into his body, gripping onto his thick forearm with a fervor. A small, rousing smile graces your lips, anticipating how he’ll aim to please you next.

Before you know it, he’s made his way past your skimpy shorts and has them splayed out on the ground, rubbing you through the flimsy cloth of your underwear. Reiner’s slow with easing your legs apart. It causes your stance to become a little wider, giving him all the more access. 

He delves a hand under your ass, slinking it forward to cup your clothed heat with the expanse of his wide palm. “I thought you wanted to fuck, you tease,” you loosely murmur, head lolling back onto his shoulder behind you. He gives your pussy a dull slap, voicing out a gruff, “Please. You love it.” 

Reiner pinches your puffy clit through your panties, smiling as he does it. God, is he sinister. Your shudders only get him harder than before, and he aches to peel any remaining clothes right off of you. “Take everything off for me, ‘hun.” You do so with haste, bringing the lacy underwear down to the pristine marble floors of your kitchen. 

“That was fast,” the blonde frees out a chuckle over the way you kick your panties off your pedicured feet, right before grabbing hold of your top, flinging it off with a sense of impatience that only he can cause within you. He sucks in a breath, eyeing how your tits bounce free from its refines. “You’re such a good girl, y’know that?”  

“Mhm.” You revel in his flattery, rocking yourself along his palm for the slightest friction against your cunt. Without warning, he singles out two thick fingers and delves them into your sopping hole. “Reiner!” You mewl, lips going agape. He basks in your whines and insistently pushes further, feeling along your walls with his skillful, slickened digits. 

“Takin’ it so well for me, baby,” murmurs Reiner, voice deep and saccharine against your ear. Every pump of his fingers brings about a noise lewder than the last. Your wetness drips down his fucking forearm. “Can't wait to feel this sweet pussy on my cock.”

He curls in, quickening his speed and flicking his wrist. He goes knuckle-deep and touches on a spot that makes you writhe, urging him to grab at your waist and still you. Watching the way you unravel never fails to excite him, doubting that he can wait much longer. He exhales, feeling his dick twitch over every noise that spills from your mouth. 

Reiner indulges in you a bit more, agile fingers pushing in and dragging out. Before you reach the brink of coming undone, he tries to pull free from your walls but you clamp on, feverishly pushing back onto his digits. Good, he thinks. He’s gotten you all riled up. You’re ready for him.

“Y’really thought you could cum so soon?” Reiner scorns with a low, rumbly laugh. You can hardly adjust to the absence of his touch. Your response comes out as a spent whimper, “You’re so mean, Rei.” 

“Just wait a little longer, m’kay?” With that, he’s pulling his fitted white-tee off of his frame and shedding himself of those pesky sweatpants. You turn back with lidded eyes, taking in the view of his sightly body. Reiner’s brawny and toned, muscles impressively firm. His skin’s lightly tanned, contrasting well with the ash blonde shade of his tousled swept-back hair. 

Your gaze unashamedly trails downwards; past his biceps, pecs and stomach until reaching his erection. It obscenely bobs under its own weight. You drink in the sight of him– from that dark blonde happy trail of his, to the way he smacks his dick against his torso. There’s a messy flow of precum that’s made a mess of his dusty-pink tip, dripping down the width of his shaft. 

“Fuck.” you whisper. Despite the amount of times you’ve slept with your boyfriend, you never seem to get used to his size. “You’re staring, baby.” Reiner hints out. He almost sounds cocky, gladdened over having your eyes on him. He pumps himself with a sigh, eyes lowered and head tilting sideways.  “Don’t worry,” he reassures in a smooth tone, resting a hand at the small of your back and using the other to line himself up to your entrance. You feel tingles surge through you. “I’ll fill you up real good.” 

He scoots up to you, closing the proximity between your form and his. Your bodies burn hot against one another. From behind, he slides his cock between your puffy folds, hissing over the drag of your slicked lips. His fat tip catches your clit and you let out a soft moan, steadying yourself on the counter with your forearms. 

“Put it in, Reiner,” you breathe out. His large hand smooths up and down the lining of your spine. He brings a kiss to your right shoulder as a silent reply, positioning himself with your soaked entrance. You jolt once he slots in his cockhead, wallowing in how nicely he stretches you– right before he pulls out. He goes for it again, this time inching in a little bit deeper, just to revert back seconds after.

You crane your neck to face him, glaring him down through your lashes. “Don’t play, Reiner.” He returns a smug expression. “What? You want more?” He slides in and pops back out, watching your face contort with his every move. “More,” you plead. He continues on with his teasing motion, biting at his lip when you clamp over his cockhead. “I need more.” Your voice is too pretty for him to deny you. “Fuck me… please?” He finally gives in, exhaling through his nose.

Your enthusiasm is oh-so endearing. You just can’t wait for him to have his way with you and pound you stupid. “Fine,” he breaks into a smirk, wrapping both arms around your midriff and setting his chin upon your shoulder. His love is smothering you completely; you can feel his chest at your back, arms snug around your waist. His lips graze your ear as he goes on to slowly whisper, “You asked for it.” 

With a fluid thrust forward, he’s fucked himself inside of you, rolling his hips further until he’s buried up to the base. Your eyes roll back with the first stroke, feeling him from every angle. Your cunt massages his throbbing shaft, balls pulsing against your ass. “Fuuuck, baby,” his words drone on, overcome with the sensation of your pussy.

Reiner builds a pattern of easing into you before drawing back out, groaning over the pressure of your velvet smooth walls encasing him. His moves are thorough, fucking into you with an intensity that has you arching off of him. The harsh, wet sound of skin-slapping permeates the kitchen’s vulgar atmosphere.

“Fuck, faster,” you insist, and he complies, lowering his stance in the slightest to find the best angle. He slips into you with an amplified pace, letting out a guttural whine with every slam of his hips. Reiner propels himself and speedily pushes in, your wetness frothing up at the base of his thick cock. “Rei!” he’s got your legs trembling, eyes fluttering shut. 

The way you constrict around him has him pulsing, pushing himself into your wetness with zeal. “Tight as fuck,” his groans ring around your ear and get you clenching over the depth of his voice. You squirm, body jerking forward as you claw at his strong forearms. That only incites him to tighten his hold on you. With an indecent gaze, he peers past your shoulder and views the bounce of your boobs with each impassioned thrust he drills into you.

He’s hard and girthy and brings you closer to the edge. Reiner brings one arm down to toy with your engorged bud, and he relishes in the way you shiver. “Reiner, m’gonna–” you draw out his name between broken moans, clenching along him. The way you pussy flutters around his girth is a tell-all. 

“You gonna cum, hm?” Reiner coos. He gets reckless and picks up speed, rutting his hips and swiping the coarse pads of his fingers across your puffy clit. You cry out for him, emitting the sweetest, most incoherent series of moans from the depths of your throat.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, cum all over my cock.” Reiner urges, spitting nasty words into your ear. He fucks into your needy cunt with a pace severe enough to hit all places that get your toes curling for him. One last rugged thrust is what makes you meet your breaking point. 

“R–Reiner!” with a shaky voice and a gaping pussy, you gush all over his vein-littered cock. “Just fuckin’ look at you, ‘hun,” he chuckles into your neck, spreading vibration across your skin, “You’re making a mess.” Juices leak down your inner thighs and wet his balls. It all looks so vulgar and he loves it.

Reaching your orgasm doesn't get him to let up. You twitch and quiver in his hold. “Just a little more for me, baby.” you can’t muster up a response; drool glosses your plump lips and your thoughts simply flatline.

You’ve reached your high, and it doesn't take long for him to follow suit, growing tense and sensitive. Reiner’s all choked up, plunging harder into your pussy with a rising chest and the sloppiest rhythm. “Shit,” he shudders, bouncing you onto his cock with his remaining vigor. You take him with an over-stimmed pussy, uttering muddled whines. “You feel– fuck– so good around me.” His balls tighten, breath hitched and brows knitting tight. 

Reiner bites at your shoulder and groans into it, releasing a low call of your name. The sway of his hips turns rough and careless as he chases ecstasy. His movements stutter, pelvis winding up tight with his volume growing louder. He pants, cheekbones painted with blush. “M’gonna fill you up,” to you, his gravelly words sound like white noise. 

At long last, he unravels for you, heavy balls releasing his all into your spent hole as he muffles his moans against your shoulder. Reiner empties himself with a groan, warm spurts of his thick cum smeared across your inner walls. He eventually musters the energy to pull free from you, watching with intrigue as his release leaks from your fluttering cunt.

The pair of you spend a still moment basking in serene quiet together, with sheen sweat coating your spent bodies. You climb down from your high while being grounded in his enveloping embrace, hearing his winded puffs of air turn into stable breathing. 

Reiner turns you to face him, allowing you to ease into his body, cheek resting at his chest. You wobble, but he holds on to steady you. He dips his head low until his lips graze yours. “You’re so beautiful,” his murmur is soft. He flits a series of feather light pecks across your face, hands kneading your ass.

You drowsily wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pressing a wearied kiss to his lips. “That was our third fuck this week,” you mention. He lifts a brow. “Well,” he makes a light shrug with his broad shoulders, hands still restive at your butt. “Guess that means I just can’t get enough of you, baby.”

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[dangerehrenn]

I hope ur good and love your writing it's so good :)

quick question tho, how do you think the boys would react to pierced nipples on their partner????

ohhh they would go crazy

the boys finding out you have nipple piercings

in this: johnny, chris, bam

suggestive content

im gonna do this with the same scenario, and different reactions

it’s a regular day, filming new overly dangerous content with the guys, and someone has the genius idea for you to do a stunt into the water.

(like steveos stunt where he vaulted into the water from the bridge or whatever it was lol).

your boyfriend has been given the task of explaining the stunt to you, and as he’s explaining, you take your hoodie off in preparation. only to realise, shit. your shirt came off with your hoodie.

as your relationship with your boyfriend is relatively new, he had no idea you had nipple piercings…

well. he does now.

johnny:

he immediately stumbles over his words as you slowly realise you’ve just flashed your boyfriend

he clears his throat, then that signature knoxville smirk covers his face

“well. i didn’t know about those” he says cheekily, pointing at your nipple piercings that youre desperately trying to cover up

he’ll tell you to move your hands so he can get a better look

which earns him a slap on the arm for being so cheeky

“i like em baby. why cover them up?” he says, chuckling

he tries to steal a few more glances, then he’ll kiss you and carry on explaining the stunt to you

for the rest of the shoot, he seems very distracted, always lost in his thoughts

you catch his eye as he smirks to himself, and he blushes slightly before smiling again.

you know exactly what he was thinking about

chris:

oh boy

now he’s had a glimpse of them, he has to see them again

now, he’s a gentleman

so he’ll help you cover up

but he quickly ushers you away from everyone else and somewhere private

“since when?” he says, giggling

you play dumb, asking him what he’s talking about

which prompts him to pretend to grab his own boobs

“your piercings, babe” he says, smirking

he asks you the regular questions, did it hurt, is it sensitive, what happens if someone has a magnet

all that stuff

for the rest of the day, he’s distracted - staring constantly

“babe, do you think i’d suit them?”

bam:

he’s a little shit

so he steals your shirt and hoodie

“move your hands and i’ll give you your shirt back” he says, smirking

if you’re adamant you’re not gonna show him, he gives you your shirt back with a sheepish apology

he disappears for a minute, then comes back in time to see you do the stunt (take what you want from this ;) )

he drops the subject for the rest of the shoot, but you can tell he’s thinking about them

afterwards when you’re relaxing, you can tell he’s still thinking about them

so flash the man and let him be happy

“jesus christ are you tryin’ to kill me?” he smirks

or just tell him he can ask the questions he has

he’s like chris, asking the usual questions

and of course

“can i touch them?” he asks with his cheeky smile

[vxntagedior]

awkward conversations

summary | you’re trying not to get caught with steve in your childhood bedroom

pairing | steve harrington x fem!college!reader

warning | 18+ minors dni, smut (oral, f receiving, pussy slapping, fingering) based off that one scene in ginny georgia ( i never watched it but I keep seeing it on my fyp), getting caught, fluff

word count | 1.0k

Whenever you came home from school, you tried to savor every moment you could Steve before you had to leave Hawkins once again. 

And because you weren’t living in Hawkins as much, you didn’t have your own home, leaving the two of you to hang out at your childhood home. 

“You have a poster of Tom Cruise.” Steve snorted. You groaned under him, pulling him by his collar, bringing his lips back down to yours. Pulling away, Steve started to kiss down your jaw, towards your neck. 

“Really, Steve.” You whined, your hands tugging on his hair, wrapping your legs around his waist, bucking your hips up to his. “I’m about to have sex with you and you’re worried about my room, you’ve seen it constantly.”

“But it’s cute.” He smirked, starting to push up the hem of your shirt, arching your back, letting him take it off for you. Continuing to kiss you, now at your collarbone, kissing between the valley of your breasts. 

“Hurry up, my mom is gonna be home soon.” You urged, pushing his head down towards your legs. 

Obliging, Steve didn’t take any more time, already digging his fingers under your panties, his finger circling your clit, while the other pulled them to the side. “Shit babe.”

Not answering him, you bucked your hips, wanting more. Replacing his mouth with his hand, his lips wrapped around your clit, eliciting a loud moan from you. Smirking against your cunt, pulling away, his fingers, gathered the spit before moving down towards your entrance. Continuing to lap up your clit, his fingers teasing against your entrance, slipping his fingers barely in before pulling back out.

Starting to whine, bucking your hips closer towards his face, Steve pulled his face away from you, slapping your cunt, you letting out a yelp. 

“I will give you what I want.” He demanded, his gaze hard on yours. Nodding submissively, Steve gave a small smile, massaging your thighs before getting back down on his stomach. 

Giving up with the teasing, Steve finally gave in to your needs, letting his two fingers slip through your entrance, already curling his fingers, seeing you were already falling apart from his touch. 

Leaning up, Steve pulled down your bra, his lips wrapping around one of your nipples, his tongue swirling around, biting it softly, before licking it over. His fingers started to pick up rhythm, his thumb, moving up to clit to start circling it while continuing to finger you.

With all the stimulation, you felt your orgasm starting to approach, your back arching, trying to hold it in. 

“Can feel you clenching around me.” Steve smirked, pulling away from your tits, now kneeling on his knees, “Cum for me baby, I know you can.”

Unbeknownst to the both of you as you chased your orgasm, your mother had entered the house downstairs, seeing Steve’s shoes by the door and not hearing the two of you in the living room. 

“Such a good girl.” Steve mumbled softly, caressing your cheek, pecking a kiss on your nose. 

Just before you could answer, you heard a knock on your door, both of your eyes widening. Pulling Steve off you, grabbing his shirt that was hanging off your bed. Steve climbed off your bed, trying to pull his pants while you got up, pushing him towards your closet. 

“Just a second mom!” You called out, seeing Steve now in the closet, grabbing your shirt, and pulling your covers over your bare legs, “Come in.”

“Hey sweets.” Your mom smiled, leaning against your doorframe. “I thought you’d be out.”

“Oh no, I did my errands in the morning.” You gave her a smile. “Just resting in bed.”

You watched as your mom’s eyes wandered through your room, following her gaze, seeing how she eyed your closet. 

“Your hair's a little messy.” She commented, your eyes widened, “And you look a bit sweaty.”

Fuck, you thought, she knows. Giving you look, you already knew she wanted you out of the room, getting up, you couldn’t even look at you, your eyes trailed to the ground as you walked out.

“Steve, are you in the closet?” She yelled, looking over at the closet. 

Steve was conflicted, he didn’t want to answer but he knew your mom. 

“Yeah.” He sighed, resting his head on the door. 

“You decent?” You had a hoffied look on your face, hoping Steve would answer correctly. 

“No.” His voice cracked. 

“Get dressed and come out here!” She yelled, going towards your vanity, sitting on the chair. It took Steve a minute to come out, jumping when he saw her sitting on the chair. 

“Hi!” She beamed at him. Steve couldn’t move, dead in his spot, starting at your mom. “You know I didn’t like you at first Steven.”

Your mom had worked down at the diner, one that most of the students from Hawkins High resided in after classes and she remembered the times she saw Steve there during his time during high school.

“Y/n is a sweet girl.” She reminded him. “And she’s away most of the year, and I would like to know that her boyfriend cares as much as he does when she is here and when she is away, you understand.”

“Yes ma’am.” Steve had always been scared of your mom since the two of you started dating, it was just you and her, and the two of you always looked out for each other. 

“There’s a restaurant in the next town that she loves.” Your mother let on, “She has to go at least once every time she comes back home.” Steve caught on immediately, nodding his head rapidly in agreement. 

“Good.” She smiled, getting up, “And fix your collar, I can see a hickey.”

Panicked, Steve looked in the mirror, seeing a hickey peeking out from the collar of his shirt. 

“I’m sorry.” You apologize for your mom. 

“Hey it’s fine.” Steve insisted, wrapping his arms around your waist, “It wasn’t anything bad.”

“You sure.” You asked, looking up at him. Shaking his head, Steve just leaned down, kissing your forehead. 

“You hungry, wanna go get some lunch?” He asked, changing the subject. 

“Always.” You smiled, “There’s this restaurant, the next town over, I love it.”

Steve just smiled, watching as you got ready, “I think I know the one.”

fin.

[nqify]

I saw ur submissive reader and OMG GIRL IMAGINE THE OPPOSITE, like human!reader being bratty n' teasing all day like using mini skirts (in public), letting other guys flirt with you, being all bubbly and shi infront of other guys, and the whole situation turns into navi!miles brat taming you (imagine him with a spanking kink too)

AND ALSO HIM SAYING STUFF LIKE "whats with sniffling cupcake, didnt you ask for this?" While the reader is literally being fucked dumb

Also have a great day!!

YESYEYSYES!!!! BEEN NEEDING TO WRITE THIS!!

so many ppl have actually requested brat taming!miles or brat!reader so Ima combined all those requests into this one if y’all alright with that!!

brat taming. — miles quaritch ☆

pairings. brat tamer.na’vi!miles quaritch. brat.fem!reader

content warnings. spanking. little bit of sir kink. daddy kink ofc.

note. this kinda like sadist!quaritch but WITH MORE DETAIL AAAAAAA

as much as miles would love his s/o to be submissive and listen to every word he says, he also likes being challenged. the way you talk back to him or even ignore his requests rlly gets this man GOING!!!

It’s the simple things! he’d ask you, “sweets, grab that book for me yeah?” you just look at him dead in the face and say, “get it yourself, you have legs don’t you?” nah why is he getting turned on.

you’d test the waters a bit, constantly being a brat around miles to see if he breaks!! you’d try your hardest, letting lyle touch you, laughing at his jokes a little to hard and constantly compliment him.

you could see miles at the corner of your eye, hes looking at you, a lustful angry look is spread across his face. His ears low and his tail swaying side to side. You smirk, you’ve won!!!!

you’d be alone in a room and he’d come running, “you think ur funny huh?” His arms would be crossed, leaning his body against the door frame. “wdym, miles?” acting as clueless as ever. “dont get all dumb with me mama, I know exactly what your doing” his tone is stern. you shrug your shoulders, “I don’t know what ur talking about” yeah you hit a nerve.

He’d walk up to you. “you better cut the shit baby, I’m giving you one more chance” ur not breaking. ur still acting clueless, like wtf r u saying daddy??

oh he is pissed now. he’d grab your throat, squeezing down and blocking your air pip, “such a fucking stupid baby, you’d do anything to get dicked down wouldn’t you?” your hand is placed on his wrist, your shaking ur head like NO!!!!! but yeah u right

“cmon baby, I know you would, say it cmon, say it and maybe you’ll punishment won’t be so bad” UR NOT SAYING SHIT!!!!

he’d release the hand from ur throat, “ur ass better be in my room in 5, u hear me mama???” yes daddy.

ur RUNNING to his room, the dick too good girl fr. You sit on the bed, nervously biting your nails and questioning everything you’ve done. Was it rlly worth making miles so worked up??? (Yes)

you hear the door open, shit GIRL RUN!!!! this mf rlly chuckling like he walks in and starts laughing at you. “strip”, ur stunned, “w-what?”, “you heard what I said, strip baby” u r RUSHING to get ur clothes off. You’d get to ur panties and miles is like, “uh uh, keep those on for me” anything for u daddy!!!

”want u on all fours mama, ass up in the air for me” and ofc u did!!! you could feel his presence behind you, he’d grab your ass and squeeze the FUCK outta it. and the BOOM SPANK!! ur shocked asf!! “you’d think id let the shit u did slide baby?? uh uh, gonna have to fuck u dumb” GIRL HAVE FUN WITH THAT!!!!

he spanks you again, “how many spanks do u deserve baby?” you shrug, “I-I don’t know” he smiling a little omg. “10 it is then”

SPANK SPANK SPANK!!!! over and over again this mf hitting ur ass till it’s red asf!! ur whining and complaining, “please miles I’ll behave now!! it hurts” he is not taking that. “shut the fuck up slut, ur taking this wether u like it or not, u hear me??” Yes I hear u daddy.

he slaps ur ass one more time before snaking his hand down to ur pussy. He rubs ur clothed clit just a little, to tease you. “look at this pussy baby, u think u deserve to cum??” U nod ur head. He leans down to where his chest is hitting ur back, “u r so fucking dumb” omg…..degrading!miles!!!

this mf is pounding into you from behind, his thrusts are hard and so so deep!! his reaching all the right places. this guy making u think you’ve won. NAH UH!!! like ur about to cum, fluttering around his dick when he stops, pulls your body up, back hitting his chest and say some shit like, “ur so fucking stupid baby, u rlly think Ima let you cum? U think daddy is gonna let his stupid little slut cum after what she did huh baby???” Your whimpered, clawing at his hands on ur hips. Def gonna leave some bruises, “answer me”, “I-I’m sorry sir!!! pls, let me c-cum I’ll do anything” he LAUGHING!!

”oh so ur sorry now huh?? u weren’t so sorry before when u were practically eye fucking lyle??” girl I feel sorry for u. “u want him to fuck u?? u want him to take this pussy and call it his mama??” U shake ur head no, letting out small cries as he begins to buck his hips into urs, “Yeah that’s right, cuz this dick to good huh mama?? this dick makes u so so stupid doesn’t it??” YEAH IT DOES

he flips you over to were ur now facing him, his hands immediately touch ur bottom lip, “open” HE SPITS IN UR MOUTH OMF. “swallow baby, lemme see” u swallow and open ur mouth again, “now ur listening, good girl”

hes being so harsh on you, his hands are digging into ur hips, his thrust are hard and his kisses are quick and dry. girl u are crying. Tears begin to travel down ur cheeks and miles just scoffs.

“what’s with the sniffling princess?? u asked for this didn’t you?? You wanted daddy to fuck u till u go all dumb over his cock right??” u can’t seem to find the words to answer, u just open ur mouth and hope for the best. Moans and whines escape ur throat. he’d won. “yeah look at you, so fucked out all from my big dick, c’mere give daddy a kiss” he leans down and softly kisses ur lips. this kiss was a different tho, it wasn’t quick, it was slow and passionate. His tongue was exploding every inch of ur cave.

Girl he is moaning into ur mouth. little, “mms” or “a-ah fuck” are COMING FROM THIS MANS THROAT AS YALL KISS. it’s driving u mad and his knows it. He pulls away, you whine in response. HES IN AWE “u finally gonna be a good girl for me??, u gonna stop being a brat and let daddy be in charge??” yes ofc omg

”Y-yes daddy!! pls l-let me cum!! wanna cum so b-bad!!” ur begging for him girlomg. he smirks down at u, pleased that his punishment is working. “cmon say it mama, say you’ll be a good girl”, “I’ll be a g-good girl!! I promise p-please!! so close” HE FINALLY BROKE U OMG!!!!

he could feel u fluttering around him more and more, “much better, cum for me baby, you’ve been a good girl” GIRL EXPLODING!!!!!!

nah but why is this the worse thing I have ever written.

requests are officially closed!! only for a few days so I can get this requests out!! if ur request hasn’t been done in that time frame it is either bc writers block, not enough information or smth I would NEVER WRITE LIKE😨😨😨

[sweetestdesire]

Reader on her knees for Rafe please and thank you.

I know it will ruin us in the best ways!

ENVY’S A BITCH

WARNINGS: hair pulling, extreme domination, choking kink, degrading speech, mentions of cheating, spit kink, face slapping. possessive behavior, etc. 18+ readers only

PAIRING(S): Rafe Cameron x Kook!Reader

SUMMARY: in which Kook!Reader’s flirtations with a certain Pogue angers her boyfriend, Rafe Cameron.

Y/N knew that Rafe was angry even before he spoke. Even before he looked at her. The muscles in his jaw flexed and he seethed, his energy washing over her like a bucket of hot water. The silence in the room was so complete that it hummed, where normally the home was filled with joyful noise when her man walked in.

She stood and crossed over to him, gently resting her fingers across his warm chest, feeling his angry, pounding heartbeat as she rose onto her toes to press a cautious kiss to his tense jaw.

"Welcome home, baby. How was your day?" She asked in as casual a voice as she could muster.

"I spoke with JJ at the Island Club today." Rafe said, turning away and sliding his jacket off his shoulders.

In that moment, when fear and dread climbed like bile in her throat, she noticed that he had never looked so beautiful. He loomed over her, fingertips barely brushing over her inner wrists, and she took a step back with a nervous stammer.

JJ Maybank had been in love with her for years. Constantly, she denied him, over and over again. Her feelings were strong towards Rafe and those feelings would never fade away, especially over somebody like JJ. But he was always there, flattering her, flirting with her. Some might go to an extent to say that he's completely obsessed with her. Everybody in the Outer Banks knew that Y/N was completely off limits, Rafe made sure of that. But JJ turned a blind eye over the fact that she was taken and continued to be absolutely relentless.

"Oh." Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. She took another step back and Rafe followed, guiding her until she reached the corner and could no longer escape.

"Going somewhere?" He teased and moved in close, tenderly taking her left wrist in his right hand and gently lifting it over her head to pin it against the wall, eliciting a soft sound from Y/N. He held her there and gazed into her eyes for a moment, and her heart skipped another beat.

"What did he say?" Y/N asked, her voice small.

“I think you know." Rafe said. His voice was quiet, almost tremulous.

"I love you." Y/N whispered.

"You kissed him."

"He was being so insistent, Rafe. I thought it might satisfy him enough to let it go for a while."

The pain in his eyes hardened into anger. "Don't lie to me. Everyone saw you. Making a damn fool out of me, flirting with that filthy Pogue for the whole fucking island to see. You think I don't know what a tease you are? I, of all people, should know how much you love to get guys hard just to laugh it off like a joke."

Y/N shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. He had never been angry at her before, and the ice in his words frightened her to the bone.

"Did you enjoy kissing him?"

"No."

Suddenly, she felt a stinging slap against her cheek and the sound of it rang through the silent room. She raised a hand to her cheek, in shock more than pain.

"How can I touch you now? Knowing he's had his hands on you. Knowing you let him put his filthy hands on you?"

"I'm so sorry, Rafe." She whispered, shakily.

"That doesn't answer my question. How can I touch you? You know how much I fucking hate JJ, and yet you let yourself be flattered by him. Him of all people, Y/N. He should be thanking whatever God he believes in that he's even alive after the shit he told me today."

She was silent for a moment, as she feared that he might leave her over this. Rafe took a sharp, deep breath before speaking again.

"You were so pleased about being wanted that you let it go on. Have I failed to make you feel wanted? Have you ever doubted me?"

Y/N looked down to the floor, avoiding eye contact. It was true. What he said was true. She couldn't bear the betrayal in his voice. He grabbed her chin and forced her to face him. His own eyes were a shade darker, shimmering with restrained tears.

"Well?" Rafe whispered, his grip on her chin still so fierce. She always knew he was strong, but she had never felt it first hand before.

Her cheeks burned where he had struck her and she was surprised by the growing heat low in her stomach and between her legs. Rafe was dangerous, blind with jealousy and possessive anger. He was driven to madness over his love of her. Her heart swelled.

"Rafe, I was just…" Y/N tried to muster, but she got caught on her own tongue.

"Just remembering that you're mine." Rafe answered for her and pressed his lips to her exposed neck. He kept the kiss soft and breathed in her intoxicating scent as she shuddered again and arched a little toward him.

"Yes." Y/N breathed out softly, eyes wide and slightly glazed.

Rafe smirked and traced his fingertips down her left arm to caress her cheek, raising up to loom over her and stare down into her beautiful eyes.

“You’re mine.” He whispered. "You can't escape me, sweetheart."

Y/N’s cheeks burned and she knew that they must be completely red now. Her eyes widened again and she could feel that her pulse hammered visibly in her neck.

Rafe swallowed his growing hunger and took a half step back. She struggled to breathe as he stared down into her eyes and slowly unbuttoned her blouse from the top down, exposing more and more of her skin. Her body tensed with each button and her breasts quivered in anticipation.

As the last button slipped free, Rafe guided the blouse open to bare her stomach and black lace bra to the cool air. His eyes never left hers until he took a step back and purposefully dragged his gaze down her body, drinking in the luscious sight. He smiled and nodded in approval as she remained still while he looked upon her.

Finally, Rafe stepped forward once more and reached up to take her wrists in his hands again, slowly lowering them to her sides as he leaned in to softly press his lips to hers in the smallest hint of a kiss. Y/N shivered lightly as he loomed over her again.

"Open your mouth, and keep it open until I say so.” He commanded. “Keep your eyes on me."

Catching her by surprise, Rafe spit right into her open mouth. Her eyes widened in shock when the warmth of his spit hit her tongue, the sweet, salty taste triggering the faintest, but definitely noticed moan.

“If you want to act like a whore, I'll fucking treat you like a whore." Rafe hissed, tightening his grip on her wrists, causing Y/N to shudder and whimper.

The vulnerable sound shifted to a gasp when he stepped back once more and spun her around to face the corner. He lifted his hands to her shoulders and guided her blouse down her arms, stopping with it at the small of her back, keeping her wrists bound to her side.

“Tonight, I’m in control." Rafe said, and pressed his lips to the bared flesh of her shoulder and neck. A light nip sent her head falling back and she mewled again.

"I want to touch you.” Y/N somehow made out, but instinctively kept her wrists at her side.

"You’re being punished, remember? I don't like sharing what's mine." He growled.

Rafe continued to kiss her, his lips moving back down her neck and over her shoulder as he dropped the blouse to the floor and lifted her wrists once again. She pressed her wrists against the wall and moaned as Rafe’s lips moved back and forth over her sensitive skin.

Y/N shuddered when he traced back down her arms and sides to stop on her waist. His hands slid around to the front to unbutton and unzipped her jeans, causing her eyes to widen again as he casually pushed them over her hips and down to join her blouse on the floor.

"Rafe." She breathed.

He stepped back to eye her again, eager to imprint the sight of her body on his mind. He took special note of the lacy, black boyshorts, silky and tight against curves of her hips and ass. Eyes never leaving that amazing view, Rafe reached out and unclasped her bra.

"Turn around."

Y/N could feel the pounding of her heart and flushed an even deeper red. She turned slowly, keenly aware of how precariously her bra draped over her breasts. Rafe looked down into her eyes and met her gaze with a smile. Reaching up to her shoulders, he slowly guided the bra straps down her arms. He leaned forward as he did, kissing her neck and softly sucking on the tender flesh.

Her heart pounded furiously and she couldn't help but arch her hips toward him. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she noticed her head falling back. Rafe took full advantage of her offering and nuzzled deeply into her neck. Reaching down, he took her hands in his and pinned them to the wall above her head.

"You belong to me, Y/N." Rafe whispered and pressed his teeth to her skin, slowly biting down as his hips met hers and pinned them to the wall.

The words made Y/N shudder, and she ached to arch her hips again. Her heart raced. Her body writhed as much as the press of his against hers would allow. She grew more and more needy by the second, and the touch of his teeth to her tender neck made her mewl and breathe harshly.

Rafe met her desperate sound with a low growl and rolled his hips into her. He dragged his tongue over her flesh, tasting her surrender, and clenched his jaw. His teeth sunk into her neck, marking his territory.

Y/N moaned and bucked into his body, gasping and writhing against him, the sensation so intense. She could feel her panties becoming soaked. He flinched at her moan, the sound loud but delicious in his ear, and relaxed his jaw. He nuzzled into her neck, softly kissing the pained flesh as the blood rushed back to her skin.

A memory flashed before her eyes of how she'd felt when JJ flirted with her. Beautiful and desired. She remembered how she had liked it. What an idiot she had been. No other man in the world could know her like Rafe did. No one knew how and where and when to touch her to send her into ecstasy.

Rafe began to walk backwards, pulling her with him by her hands. She stumbled with him as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Staring up into her eyes, he kissed all around her navel and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties. She shivered and bit her lower lip, gripping his shoulders tightly, as he slid the panties to the floor.

As soon as the panties dropped, Rafe reached for her wrists, guiding them back to her sides. “I'm not done.” He spoke softly, but the words were heavy with force.

Still looking into her eyes, he bent lower and began kissing over her mound, causing Y/N to whimper and then sharply cry out his name when the tip of his tongue traced down her slit.

"Hands above your head.” Rafe breathed out against her skin, and she instantly complied, raising her hands and lacing her fingers together.

"Shit.” She whimpered again as his tongue stretched lower, dragging over her clit.

Rafe gripped her hips tightly as she cried out his name once more and jerked toward his mouth. He alternated between kissing over her mound and flicking his tongue over her clit, never letting her focus on one sensation for long.

Trusting her to keep her hands above her head as she was told, Rafe slid one hand around to sink strong fingers into the soft flesh of her ass. His other hand moved up her chest, closing over her right breast to knead softly. Y/N gasped and trembled against his hold.

"You’re so fucking wet for me, baby. Isn't this all you need?" Her heart leapt at the hint of a satisfied smile in Rafe's tone. Yes, she was. Her body was his, it belonged to him.

"Yes." Y/N breathed.

Rafe’s nostrils flared as her scent flooded the room. He ducked his head lower, lapping at the juices coating her lips, moaning hungrily.

"Please, Rafe. I need you so bad." She cried.

He jerked at her cry and pushed her back away from him. Taking a calming breath, he stood before her, body so impossibly close to hers. Rafe stared down into her eyes with barely contained hunger and she stumbled back a step, breathing harshly and mewling almost steadily now. Y/N trembled as he walked around her, his eyes raking over her naked, vulnerable body.

"Get down on your knees." Rafe demanded.

A dangerous smirk danced across his lips. His hand motioned towards her face where it gently caressed her cheek, allowing his thumb to venture into the warm spot between her soft lips.

"You're my devoted little whore, and you do anything I say with a smile on those sweet cock-sucking lips, don't you?"

Y/N nodded, feverishly and with zero hesitation. Her eyes looked up adoringly, and her tongue flicked against the thumb he held between her lips, fighting the urge to completely envelop it with the wetness of her mouth, and suck on it like she wanted to suck on something else.

"On the bed. Now.” Rafe commanded, swiftly removing his thumb away from her quivering mouth. She obeyed, immediately crawling backward onto it.

He watched her go, and began to strip. Down went his shirt, jeans, and finally his boxers. She watched with open lust, her breath catching as each peace of clothing hit the floor.

"I need to touch you.” Y/N whined.

Rafe smiled and walked to the bed. He stood towering over her naked body and she could see the throbbing of his erect cock. She moaned loudly as he took her hand in his and guided it to his thick shaft.

“Go on, then.”

Her fingers instantly wrapped around him and squeezed lightly, stroking along his length up and down, watching Rafe with wide eyes. Her touch was magic, and he sucked in a sharp breath in response. His head rolled back and his hips rocked forward. A surge of pre-cum wet the tip of his cock, dripping over her fingers.

"Fuck, Y/N.” Rafe breathed out.

She couldn't wait any longer. "I need you inside me.” Y/N whispered and rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock. She tightened her grip and stroked faster, the action making her shudder just as much Rafe was. Her hips shifted restlessly on the bed in anticipation.

"And I need inside you.” came the growled reply.

Rafe gripped her wrist tightly and pulled her hand away. In a flash he was on her, pushing her back onto the bed, climbing over her. He dipped his hips between her thighs as she wrapped her legs around him, and he locked gazes with her.

"I need inside you," Rafe whispered again, "because you’re mine.” He pinned her hands above her head. "Only mine."

Y/N gasped in shock and bucked her hips up toward his, willing him to enter her. His words made her mewl again and again, and she nodded emphatically, meeting his gaze with wide eyes.

"I'm yours, Rafe.” She murmured and writhed, her heart racing so fast that she could feel her entire body pulsing.

"Again." Rafe adjusted his hips and shifted them forward. His bulbous head parted her lips and began sinking into her, causing her to cry out in shock. He moaned and shuddered, but refused to relent. "Tell me again."

Y/N threw her head back, clenching and arching into him desperately. He filled her so deeply already and she was absolutely gushing with wetness.

“I'm yours.” She exclaimed. "You own me, and I belong to you."

"So sweet." Rafe bucked the last little distance, slamming his cock fully into her and rotating his hips. "So tender." He pulled back slowly and slammed in again. "So utterly and completely mine."

When his hand settled down onto her neck and his thick cock pushed inside of her, she couldn't contain a sob of relief. She felt thoroughly owned, glowing with the thrill of being possessed by a man such as Rafe. He squeezed her neck as he slowly and persistently drove his cock in and out of her.

"You're so tight, so fucking good." Rafe groaned into her ear as he let the pleasure over take him. "JJ only wishes he could fuck you like this, but no one knows how to fuck you the way I can. No one can pleasure you the way I can."

Y/N's legs started to tremble and shake as nothing but whimpers left her lips. She was nearing her release at his words. Her eyes closed, taking in all the pleasure, his touch overpowering her whole body. Her mouth could only form whimpers and moans and she knew this was music to Rafe's ears.

His forehead rested against her temple and he rasped into her ear, his voice gravelly and dark. "Who do you belong to, Y/N?”

"You, Rafe." She repeated the word with every deep thrust that brought her closer to her orgasm.

"That's my girl. You're mine. No one else's. Only I can touch you like this. I'm the only one who can touch you, and fuck you until you only know my name. Do you understand?" Rafe slammed into her, fucking her mercilessly and tightening his grip around her throat.

"Yes." Y/N nodded as her body began trembling as he quickened his pace. Rafe buried his face in her neck, biting again and again, intent on marking her once more.

His teeth were just too much. She couldn't bear any more. Unable to stop the sensations from ripping through her, she screamed out his name again, cumming for him. Rafe tightened his grip on her throat and stared down at her body, wracked in pleasure.

"Good girl." His voice sounded far in the distance despite their closeness, his praise only heightening her climax.

Rafe pressed his forehead to hers, slamming his cock hard into her pussy once more. He planted his full length deep inside her, grinding, and suddenly arched his back with a primal shout, cumming hard and leaving his mark on her cunt. As the near painful pleasure began to subside, he breathlessly found her mouth with his, kissing her hard. His sweat dripped down to her body, leaving yet another mark of his claim upon her.

Pulling away, Rafe rested his head on her breast and she toyed her fingers through his hair. Y/N didn't know what to say. He was always such a gentle lover. She had never known this side of him. When he rolled off of her, but then clutched her to his side in a tight embrace, she began to recognize him again. She nuzzled into his chest, feeling as luxurious and content as a purring cat.

"Never leave me." Rafe whispered against her hair, smoothing a hand over the line of her spine. She was flushed and sweaty, but still so beautiful when she glanced over her bare shoulder at him.

"I'm yours." Y/N said. "Always."

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Sam and Tara love you

"Mm". Danny groaned. "You smell like diet cherry coke".

"I know". Sam said. "But you like it". She said to him.

"Mm I do". Danny said to Sam. "But I love when we have sex and you ride me all night long". He said.

"Oh, trust me. I'm gonna fuck you all day and all night". Sam said to Danny. And they kissed in the hallway by the stairs.

Their you were listening to music and you saw your girlfriend and Danny. "Sam?" You said.

"Hi. Hi. Hi baby this is uh this Danny. Danny this is my friend. (Y/n)".

"Hello". Danny said.

You were starting to have tears in your eyes. You finally put it all together. The late nights. Not being able to go out with you because her other friend was in town. Never answering your text messages because she said her phone died constantly. And you saw her stare at you while she was making out with he guy across the hall.

"Baby". Sam said to you. "I, um, Danny and I have been seeing each other for a bit. And me and him are getting pretty serious and um...yeah". She said.

"How long have you been seeing him?" You asked. You tried to hold back your anger, pain, rage. "How long?" You growled.

"One year". Sam said.

"You...you lied to me. You lied to me for a fucking year so you can fuck this douchebag??!" You screamed.

"Babe! Please lower your voice". Sam pleaded.

"NO!!" You screamed.

"Hey" Danny said. He gently grabbed your arm. "Me and Sam we just click and"-

You pulled your arm away. "Don't fuckin touch me asshole!!" You yelled at Danny.

You pointed at Sam "And you!", you snarled "You stupid. Fucking. cheater. I loved you!! I was their for you when you had nightmares about ghostface!! I was by your side when you found out that your dad was Billy Loomis and your mom was Sydney Prescott!! I gave a shit about you wrote songs about you and I became crazy about you!!" You screamed. "And for fucks sake I even fell in love with you and I had hoped to marry you someday!!" You screamed with tears in your eyes.

Anika, Chad, Mindy, Quinn, and Tara went to see who you were yelling at.

"Fuck you Danny!! I hope your dick falls during sex!! And fuck you Sam you dirty disgusting lying sack of shit cheater!! Fuck. YOU!!" You cried".

You slapped Sam as hard as you could in the face and went upstairs.

You saw Tara, Chad, Anika, Mindy, and Quinn looking at you. They looked at Danny and Sam with looks of sadness and disappointment and disapproval.

"Sam!" Said Tara. "(Y/n) loved you. How could you do this to her?" Tara shook her head.

You went back downstairs and looked at Sam. "I want you out".

Sam just looked at you in disbelief. "What?"

"We all want you out after what you just did to (Y/n)". Said Chad.

You went back upstairs threw Sam's clothes out and her hairbrushes and makeup. And you slammed the door several times.

Sam sighed and Danny just hugged her.

"(Y/n)?" Tara said.

"Can we come in?" Everyone said

Quinn opened the door and saw you crying. They all hugged you as you cried in their arms.

But then...

You woke up. You saw Sam sleeping next to you. You were sweating a bit. You went to get something to drink out of the refrigerator. "(Y/n)? Tara said. Are you okay?" She can always tell when you have a bad dream.

"Yeah, no. I, um, I had a bad dream". You said to Tara.

"I'm sorry. Do you wanna talk about it?" Tara asked you.

"I, uh", you said. You felt a lump in your throat. "Dreamt that Sam cheated on me with Danny from across the hall".

"Oh, (Y/n)". Tara said. "Come here". She told you. Tara gave you a hug and for someone as little as Tara she gave you a strong hug to make you feel safe to protect you from this bad dream. You hugged her back.

"Listen to me okay (Y/n)? Sam loves you. She'd never cheat on you. Ever". Said Tara.

"How do I know that?" You asked.

"Because when you're not here and you're at work Sam tells us all the time how crazy she is about you". Tara said.

"She's crazy about me?" You asked.

"Yes". Tara said softly. "All our friends are crazy about you. And I'm crazy about you. Even Kirby and Sydney heck even Gayle is crazy about you". Tara said to you.

"Me? Why?" You asked.

Sam was standing by the door smiling. "Becauae you've made our lives so much better. we dont know what we'd do without you". Sam said.

You saw her standing and you smiled.

Sam walked closer to you and hugged you tightly. "And I'd be the most pathetic woman in the world to ever cheat on you. The guy across the hall is just a friend of mine. Plus he has a singnificant other. Baby I love you. You make me the happiest woman in the world. And I definitely wanna marry you". Sam said to you.

Tara smiled.

You started crying and smiling. "Baby I love you too!! Please kiss me". You said to Sam.

And Sam placed a gentle yet loving kiss on your lips as you kissed her back. She hugged you tight and held your hand. "Come on baby. Let's go back to bed". Sam said.

You smiled. "Okay baby". You smiled. "Night Tara". You both said.

"Night". Said Tara.

You looked at Tara and mouthed 'Thank you'.

Tara nodded and went back to bed in her room.

Sam held you so tight in her arms as you put your head on the side of her boobs.

"I really am crazy about you". Tara said as shes talking about you. Tara smiled and went to bed too.

[im-done-with-this-im-out]

Protective (J.T x F!Reader) P.T2

Here you go @p4inis . The (not so) long awaited sequel to Protective. I didn't do any actual smut this time around but if anyone wants to see some send me a request!

WARNINGS: Sexual innuendos, allusions to smut, Jason Todd being the best boyfriend ever, Alcohol, Smoking, Cussin, SEXUAL HARRASMENT, Reader gets slapped on the ass, Misogny, R@pe culture, violence, jason punches a POS, Jason definitly has a daddy kink....

"That's much better."

“Oh is it now?” He teases. Jason walks into the bathroom, sitting on the toilet lid. “Honestly I thought the first one was better.” 

“Oh really?” you saw, pulling out your foundation, highlighter and concealer. You pull the beauty blender out of the drawer as well. Turning on the sink, you wet the beauty blender with lukewarm water. 

“Oh absolutely babes.” Jason pulls out a lipstick and your eyeshadow pallet. “I say you go with a classic red lip tonight.”

“You want red lips too mister?” You say, taking the back of the beauty blender to apply the three pumps of foundation you put on the back of your hand. Blending it out you say “If not I'd put that lipstick back babes.”

“Why.” he says, looking at the packaging of the tube, trying to see if there is some sort of marking that says he would get red lips too. During this time you open your concealer and use the wand to apply the product. 

“That lipstick transfers like a motherfucker. Get the liquid lipstick in there. The Huda Beauty one.” you blend the concealer out with the tip of the sponge, making sure to get under your eyes as well. 

“This ones the one I bought you for our anniversary right?” he asks. Pulling out the tube from the drawer, he places it on the counter. 

“Yeah. The one you claimed was, and I quote, ‘way too damn expensive’.” Placing the cap back on the contour stick you take the other side of the beauty blender to blend the product out. “Can you get me my setting powder and brush?”

“Yeah.” Jason reaches into the drawer once more, this time returning with the products you asked for. “God that fucking lipstick was way to damn expensive though.” he places hte items next to the lipstick. 

“Yeah 20 fucking dollars was way to damn much for someting i barely ever have the occasion to wear.” you pick up the setting powder and grab the powder puff inside, baking below your eyes, between your eyebrows, over your nose, on your chin and in the center of your forehead. “I’m honestly surprised you bought it for me in the first place. I was joking about needing it.” 

“Shit, really?” he laughs

“Yeah. I wasn't even really expecting you to even remember I said something about it.”

“I'm honestly so hurt that you think I don't remember stuff like that.” Jason places a hand over his heart, pretending as if he was shot in the chest. “I literally read and annotate books for you.” 

“True.”You grab the pallet out of Jason's lap and grab two brushes out of the drawer. “But it was so menial and we were watching tv.” You open the eyeshadow and grab the fluffy brush and get some of a light brown on it, blending it out all over your eye.

“I have entire notes on my phone filled with things you say you like or want.” 

“Really?” You ask, now grabbing a darker brown to blend into your outer corner. 

“Oh yeah. I'm constantly adding shit to them. Like the Baby Yoda Squishmallow we saw at Costco last week.” he says. He remembers how your eyes lit up when you saw the massive plushie. The way you would stare at it every time you passed by once or twice trying to subtly touch the plush. 

“Oh my fucking god, I didnt even say anything about that though! How do you know about that?” lastly you take a small brush with some black eyeshadow and place it directly on your waterline, lashline and in a general wing shape, before blending it out. 

“I can read you like a book my love.” Jason look s at you with admiration. Watching as you pull your eyeliner out of the drawer and draw near perfect wings on your eyes. “And god help me if you aren't my most favorite thing i've ever read.”

“You are just the sweetest Jason Todd.” You look over at him. He's sitting there staring at you, watching you with all the admiration in the world. “God I love you Jase.” You say as you lean in to kiss him on the lips. 

“I love you too, princess.” he says. Turning away from him with a smile, you grab the lipstick, applying a layer of the red liquid to your lips. “You look so kissable right now. God, I love your lips.” you look over at him and give him a slight smile. 

“And I love the taste that comes out of both sets.” he says with a smirk. 

“Jason!” you turn around blushing. You grab your eyebrow pencil and begin filling in the shapes. “What did I say? If you keep it in your pants all night i'll let you do whatever you want with me when we get home.”

“Don't have to tell me twice.” he stands up. “Imma go start the car and get a blunt rolled. I left the jacket on your bed.”

“Okay i'll be down in just a minute.” you respond. You grab your eyelash curler and make a few quick passes on both eyes, before grabbing the mascara and applying two coats. 

You throw everything back into the drawer and grab your lipstick and the necklace you left on the counter. Walking into your closet, you grab a pair of silver heels You had bought a couple of years back. Grabbing the jacket Jason left on your bed, you grab your keys, turn off the lights, and lock up the apartment. 

The Galla is loud and boisterous. Dozens of people from Gotham are here, mostly upper class old white men and their families, but a decent amount of paparazzi and the Wayne Scholars.

“I forget how fucking annoying these things are.” Jason complains. He lightly pulls on his tie, loosening it slightly to alleviate some of the pressure. 

“You also don't like a majority of people.” you respond. 

The night had been fun so far. Once you had arrived at the party, Jason dropped the keys to one of Bruces’ Rolls Royces’ with the valet and ushered you inside, past the blinding flashing lights of the cameras. 

When you both finally made it inside you had quickly done the obligatory meet and greet with at least 15 people and quickly shuffled off towards the bar. There Jason had gotten himself a Whiskey on the rocks and you a tequila Martini. 

Now, both of you hid in the northern corner of the room, at a small table nursing your drinks. “You don’t care for most people either sweetheart.”

“True, but I'm better at hiding it than you.” you take the last sip of your martini and stand from your chair. “I'm gonna go get myself a margarita. I'll be right back, baby.” You leave a small peck on his cheek before making your way over to the bar. 

“What can I get for you Mrs. Todd?” Alex joked. You had known Alex for years, having gone to highschool with him and even having scored the leading parts in your school's play during your guys’ senior year. 

“A strawberry margarita please Alex.” you smile at him. 

“Coming right up babes.” Alex winks at you. His affection had never been anything more than friendly. Alex had come out to you as AroAce in your sophomore year. 

You had allowed yourself to get lost in memories of the past before a voice cut your train of thought short. 

“Hey pretty lady. Are you here alone?” The voice was gravely and hoarse, tainted with decades of life.

“No actually. I'm here with my boyfriend.” You respond. You shift in your seat, trying to put as much distance between you two as possible without being seen as rude.

“He couldn't take care of you like I could.” The man places his hand on your thigh, Slowly inching it upward. “I could take care of you in ways you could never imagine.” 

“Here’s your margarita Mrs. Todd.” Alex says sliding the glass towards you, making direct eye contact with the old man next to you. 

“Todd? You're here with Wayne's Son?” The man asks. 

“Yeah, I thought it would be obvious with the leather jacket but I guess not.” You snark back. You stand up and turn around to walk back to Jason when you feel something small and sharp hit your ass. 

“Fucking excuse me?” You look up to see Jason standing right behind you. “What the fuck do you think gives you the right to touch someone else like that huh?” Jason lightly pushes you to the side as to put him right in front of the grimey old man. 

“She was asking for it wearing a dress like that.” Jason clenches his fists at the comment. 

“I'm sorry, what now?” Jason asks. Jason starts to stand taller, shifting his weight and getting closer to the man now. The interaction quickly gained a crowd of paparazzi and Guests alike. 

You softly grab Jason's right hand, holding it between yours and rubbing small patterns on back. “Baby leave him. He's just an ignorant old man. He-”

“He Fucking touched you, the ugly ass fossil deserves to be beat to a pulp.” Jason seethes. The man visibly grows angry at the disrespect. 

“Who you calling old, brat?” The man now stands up, barley coming up to jason's nose. 

“You. So step off or this will get ugly.” Jason warns, pulling you behind him, now holding your hands with his left. Jason puffs up bigger, trying to intimidate the man into fucking off.

“If she wants to dress like a prostitute then she will be treated like one. She deserves everything I did to her the Whor-” The man didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence before Jason punches him square in the nose. The punch breaks the geezer's nose as well as knocking him out cold. 

“Come on baby. Let's get out of here.” you pull jason along, pulling him out the back of the venue, towards the parking lot the valets were using. “Let's go home please.”

“When we get outside, take your heels off and jump on my back.” Jason instructs. 

“Yes, sir.” You respond. Jason lets a small ‘fuck’ out before just picking you up bridal style and kicking the door open. Jason proceeds to run towards the elevator spamming the button for the basement, where Bruce leaves some of his extra civilian cars. 

“You're taking one of Bruce's?”

“It's faster than trying to track down the damn valet with my keys.” He responds. When Jason gets to the audi R8 he opens the passenger side door and sets you down gently before closing the door and running around towards the drivers side.

“Take me home, Jase.” You say when he starts the engine.

“Anything for my princess.”

When you finally arrive back at your apartment, Jason pushes you up against the wall in the entrance way.both hands on your waist “Did that bastard hurt you?”

“No sir. I'm okay.” You respond, Jason pulls his left hand from your hip and places it on your neck, applying a small amount of pressure.

“Stop fucking calling me that or ill ruin you here and now.” Jasons’ pupils are blown wide, his hands shaking slightly and the bulge in his pants grows more noticeable by the second. 

“What, are you gonna punish me?” You tease. Jason tightens his grip on your throat. He shoves your legs apart with his knee and places it right up against your clit. 

“I said dont fucking try me princess.” You giggle a bit before he speaks again. “Im not in the fucking mood so dont.”

“Or what? You gonna ruin me?” Jason pushes his knee up, pushing it harder against your pussy

“That can be arranged,” he whispers. His whole body is shaking at this point, the mix of the adrenaline and the pure lust he feels clouding his mind. 

“Then ruin me daddy.”

Those four words spark something in Jason and before you know it, you're being thrown over his shoulder and tossed on your bed.

“Just remember princess, you asked for this.”

[roosterscockpit]

His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 8

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Hiii besties! I am so excited for you all to read this next part! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it for you 🥹 Bradley is finally here and I don't know how to act 😭 I love you all so much! Thank you so much for reading my fic, it means the world to me ❤️ Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

A/n: He's finally here, in the flesh. What the actual fuuuuuuck. How will your first encounter be after 7 years? 😱 Buckle up babe, turbulence is ahead 🛫

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: cursing, a lot of cursing, angst x 1000 (please let me know if I missed anything!)

Please don't take my work, I will find you.

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You were frozen. You didn’t know what to do. You looked around to see where Leia was. Luckily she was down by the shore with Bri and a random little boy. You sighed and turned to him slowly.  

You put your hand above your eyes to block the sun to get a better look at him.

He took off his aviators. “Y/n/n! It’s me! It’s Bradley!” He was smiling. 

You wanted to slap that sexy smile off of his face, but instead you played along. “Oh my goodness!” You sat up. “Bradley Bradshaw.” You nodded your head. 

He sat at the end of your chair and put his hand on your leg. “Hey! How are you?” 

His touch made your skin crawl, in a good and bad way. “I’ve been okay, and yourself?” At this point Mav and Penny excused themselves to go down to the shore with Leia and Bri. 

“God, I've been really good, y/n.” He took his hand off of your leg and put his aviators back on. “You look great! God what has it been? Nearly 7 years now?” His big stupid smile still across his face.

“Yes, about….Thank you.” You were really awkward. 

He reached out for your hand. “Hey it’s just me y/n/n.” He caressed your hand. “No need to be awkward! We know each other like the back of our hands.” 

He was still smiling so big. His cheeks were rosy and his mustache a little messy. He was glistening with sweat. God he looks so damn fine. You thought to yourself. You narrowed your eyes behind your sunglasses. 

“So what’s been up with you y/n? Anything new?” He made himself comfortable at the end of your lounge chair.

You shifted around, “You know, Brad. Just the same shit different day.” You were very monotoned and were not amused or enjoying this fake talk. 

“Oh I know exactly what you mean, y/n/n. God I can’t believe you’re sitting here in front of me!” He was still so excited to be talking to you.

You nodded, “You too, Brad. You too.” What the actual fuck is going on here? You asked yourself as he looked out to the ocean.

How was he just being so normal like he didn’t ghost you for 7 years. You were constantly worrying about him. Praying that he would just text or call one day. That he would just take 2 minutes to let you know he was alive. To just sit here and act like everything is all happy and dandy as if nothing ever happened. As if you just didn’t just spend the last 6 years raising his daughter he had no idea about because he never contacted you. Not even after he got back from his deployment. He was back for 6… 6 fucking years from his deployment and he never even said he was back. He never even said when he finished his deployment. When he was back in the states. Yet here he is, with his stupid ass beautiful smile acting like nothing is wrong. Just picking up where you both left off… 7 FUCKING YEARS AGO. You used everything in you to keep your composure, but you just really wanted to reach over and slap that sexy ass mustache off of his face.

Right before you could say something your daughter came running to you. Oh fuck, Leia PLEASE. NO. You felt like you had a knot in your throat and your heart rate increased.

Leia: “Momma can I have a popsicle from the ice chest?” She stood there next to you and Bradley, fixing her hat on her head and pushing up her little sunglasses. 

Y/n: “Yes, baby that’s fine. Go ahead.” You brushed her curly hair behind her ears and pinched her cheek.  

She gave you a hug, “Thanks momma! I want a strawberry one, I really like the strawberry ones.” She walked to the ice chest next to Bradley and just stopped to look at him.

“Son of a bitch….” You whispered under your breath. You sat up about to help your daughter so she could get away as soon as possible. But she straightened herself up and smiled at Bradley. 

She looked at Bradley. “Hi I’m Leia!” She gave him a big hug.

Bradley hugged her back and your heart skipped a beat. You thought you were going to pass out right then and there. WHAT THE FUCK!!! You were shaking. 

“Hi sweetheart, I’m Bradley. It’s nice to meet you.” He was smiling at her.

You thought your heart was going to explode from the warmth you felt seeing her first interaction with her father and also because you were scared as hell. 

Leia smiled at Bradley. “Its nice to meet you, Bradley.” She pulled a popsicle out of the ice chest and waved it in his face, “I like strawberry popsicles, what flavor do you like?”

He put his hand on her hip, “I like strawberry too, sweetheart. It is the best flavor there is, besides chocolate.” He smirked at her. 

She lit up with excitement, “I really like chocolate too!! Momma says too much, but you can never have enough.”

Bradley patted her hip, “Exactly! You can never have too much chocolate.”

Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Bitch. Fuuucccckkk. You thought as they continued some small talk.

“Bradley would you like a popsicle too? I did take the last strawberry though.” Leia showed sympathy in her voice.

“That’s okay, sweetheart. Maybe next time we can have strawberry popsicles together.” He rubbed her arm. 

She nodded, “Can you open this for me?” She waved the popsicle at him.

He laughed and ripped open the plastic for her. The gave her the popsicle. “There you go, Leia.” He just kept smiling at her.

Leia looked at the popsicle and then back to Bradley, “Here you can take a bite since it’s the last one.” She put the popsicle to his mouth. 

“Sweetheart, it’s okay! That’s your popsicle.” He put his hand up to the popsicle.

She had her puppy dog eyes contained behind her sunglasses. THANK GOD. You were still petrified. 

You knew she was giving him the look because in the sweetest baby tone she insisted, “Pleeeeeease Bradley. Have some pooooppsicle?” She put it out to him again. 

He smiled at her and nodded, “Okay, but just a small bite.” He took a little bite of her popsicle. “Thank you, sweetheart. I definitely needed that pick me up after a long day.” He messed up her hair as he rubbed her head.

She was super giddy and ran off as Bri was calling for her over and over again. 

You scratched your head because you could feel the sweat trickling down. You were so nervous for what was to come. PLEASE DO NOT… JUST DON’T PLEASE. You pleaded in your head. 

Bradley looked at you and smiled, “Y/n/n, you didn’t tell me you have a kid! She is the sweetest thing ever. She’s just like you.” 

Are you fucking kidding me right now? Was all you could think. “Yea, I have a daughter.” You said smiling. And so do you. You thought to yourself. “She has a heart of gold, Bradley. She loves loving and sharing.” 

“Wow that’s crazy! She looks just like you.” He put his hand above his eyes looking out to see her. “I always knew you would be a great mom, y/n.” He put his hand on your leg.

Oh how you just wanted to kick him off your chair and into the sand castle next to him. 

No sir. She actually fucking looks just like you. You thought to yourself again. “I really think she’s a photo copy of her dad.” You laughed. 

“No way, y/n.” He looked back at you. “She’s definitely you. Everything.” He moved his hand to your thigh and squeezed it. 

You wanted to punch him in the face, but you also wanted to just pull him in to feel his warmth against you. 

The two of you sat there for 3 hours just talking. He was talking about his career in the Navy and how it took off. You were happy for him. You talked about how you finished school for engineering and how you work head of your sector. You talked about life with a kid and he was so amazed. It started to get late.

Bradley: “So I was wondering if you’d like to grab some dinner sometime while I’m here? Maybe tomorrow after training?”

You were going to regret this and shoot yourself in the foot, but you remembered what Penny and Mav told you at your daughter’s birthday party. “Sure, I’d like that.” You smiled.

“Great! How does 7 PM sound?” He started to put his shirt back on.

“7 it is Bradley.” You smiled. Oh my goodness…..

You got upand you started to clean up the area.

Bradley helped you clean up and load the car. He said goodbye to everyone and headed into the bar with the rest of the crew. 

On the way home Leia fell asleep and you told Bri about everything you and Bradley talked about. She was shocked that you even agreed to a date tomorrow. 

Bri slapped her palm to her forehead, “So what you’re telling me is he literally hugged his daughter, LOOKED HER IN THE FACE, and proceeded to say she looked just like you?”

You sighed, “Yep, that is exactly what I’m telling you, girl, but she did also have sunglasses and her bucket hat on. Covered some of the obvious features.”

She leaned over the middle console and got close to your face. She was just staring at you. “Didn’t he realize HE WAS LOOKING IN A GODDAMN MIRROR!? THEY WERE BOTH WEARING SUNGLASSES!”

You looked over at her slightly, trying to not take your eyes off of the road, “Yes.”

She flew back in her seat, “Blind. Fucking blind I tell you.” She shook her head and crossed her arms, “I thought Mav was blind. He helped raise Bradley. But this is just a whole new level. He was literally looking at himself!” She groaned loudly, “I bet him flying towards the sun has really jacked up his eye sight because HOW DO YOU JUST NOT NOTICE YOUR CHILD?”

You reached your hand over and rested it on her arm, “Well for one, It's Bradley. He couldn’t tell the difference of a llama and an alpaca if they were right in front of him. He’s very oblivious. And two, I’m sure the thought of possibly having a kid has never crossed his mind.” 

Bri was still pouting, “He’s still blind.” She turned to the window. “So, are you gonna tell him?”

You retracted your hand from her arm and returned it to your steering wheel, “I want to. I have to. It’s only fair to Leia.” You looked at her sleeping in your rear view mirror. “It’s the right thing to do.”

Bri looked at you, “When will you tell him? Tonight when you're on you ‘date?’ ” She put air quotes around date.

You slapped her hands, “It’s just an outing with him. Not a date. But I don’t think tonight would be best to just lay it on him… I don’t know. I think tonight maybe we should just talk about what happened with us?” You pinched the bridge of your nose, “Gosh I really don’t know. I guess we will just see what happens. Plus I have some time.”

You got home gave your daughter a bath and put her to bed. You cleaned up and laid in your bed all night. You had hard time sleeping trying to process everything. You were excited to see Bradley, but also so scared and mad. 

It was the next day and you were nervous all day to meet up with Bradley. How would you know when he was coming? Did he still have the same number? Does he even have your number still? You didn’t have his anymore, it was too hard to have his in your phone after he ghosted you. It was now 5 PM and you started to get ready. You did your hair and some light make up. You put on a cute black glittery dress and some cute baby heals. 

7 PM rolled around and you were just waiting, sitting by the front window looking at the stars.  Then, it was 8 PM you were sitting there looking stupider and stupider by the second. You thought to yourself, how could you trust he would actually come? He stood you up for 7 years already. Then, 9 PM rolled around. You got up defeated going into your room to change because at this point this was just pathetic to sit around and wait. You already did that more than enough for him. You weren’t going to give him anymore of your time. Your phone started to buzz and light up. You answered it.

Y: Hello?

B: Hey y/n! It’s Bradley!

Y: Oh hey, Bradley.

B: Hey look I’m really sorry I got caught up with training tonight.

Y: It’s cool maybe another time.

B: No no y/n/n I’m already here.

Y: What? How do you know where I live ?

B: It’s the same place like before right?

Y: Well yes, but-

B: Okay, see you right now!

Y: Bradley.

B: I’m coming to the door right now!

Y: Bradley, wait..

—-click—-

There was knocking at your door. He was in his flight suit with it peeled down revealing his black T-shirt underneath and the arms of his suit tied around his waist. How the hell could someone make a green jump suit look so damn sexy without even trying. He had flowers with him and he was sweating and smiling.

“Hi y/n/n. I’m so sorry for taking so long. I can explain to you on the way back to my house so I can change real quick.” He handed you the flowers.

“Oh um it’s okay.” You put the flowers down on the table by the front door and walked out of the house to go with Bradley. Shit. You thought to yourself. 

He opened the door for you to his bronco and lended you a hand to help you into his truck. You sat in the passenger seat and he climbed into the driver seat and drove to his house. He pulled into his drive way and he came around and opened the door for you and helped you down. 

What the hell? The two of you lived in the same city not even 20 minutes away from one another and he never said anything to you? AND he still had your number because he just called you. What the fuck is wrong with this dude, seriously? You thought about how all the Gs he’s been pulling all these years has really messed him up and he now just permanently doesn’t get enough blood to his brain. 

You entered his house after he opened the door and let you in first. You sat at the bar stools he had at his counter top as you waited for him to clean up and change. After 30 minutes of waiting, he finally came downstairs. He had some jeans on with a white T-shirt and another famous Hawaiian shirt. You felt over dressed. 

Bradley: “So since it’s too late to make our reservations for dinner, would you be up for going to the Hard Deck?” He said as he combed his hand though his wet curly hair.

Y/n: “Sure that’s fine, I don’t mind.” You got off the stool and fixed your dress. 

Bradley just looked at you, lips parted slightly. “You look very beautiful y/n/n.”

You smiled lightly and looked down at the floor blushing. “Thanks Bradley, I like your shirt.” You grabbed the one of the open ends from it being unbuttoned and waved it slightly in your hand.

He smirked at you and looked away. He stepped towards you and put his index finger and thumb to your chin to raise your gaze to meet with his. Your heart stopped when your eyes met his green eyes, he smiled. “Shall we then?” He grabbed your hand and you felt a pit in your stomach. Good and Bad. 

Here goes nothing, y/n…. You thought to yourself as you crossed the threshold of a warm house into the cold night. 

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HOOOLY SHIIIIIT, Leia really did that besties. How do you feel about their first encounter? Are you ready for your "date" with Bradley? 😉 I'll see you in the next one babesss 💕

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[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - KISSES galore

Jan 20232 Wk 2

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

My School President (Fri YT) 6 of 10 - The mutual squealing and kicking and rolling over in bed was v cute. Tiw might actually be the greatest BL wingman of all time, yes better than Namgoong. Friend zone? Cute GMMTV, very cute. Elevator kiss, on the other hand = you little shits. Also, I’m mad you made me watch the MV because there was no way to skip through it without missing stuff. Tricky bastards. GMMTV = cute, shitty, & tricky all in one ep. Guess that’s why they’re the top of the Thai BL food chain. 

Never Let Me Go (Tues YT) 5 of 12 - We knew that this pair kisses really well, but for the characters that was a pretty stellar first kiss. I liked that we got to see Palm really want something for a change. Up until now, he’s been a pretty passive character, constantly told what to do by others, this is the first independent choice his character actually makes in this narrative. Meanwhile the action part of the bodyguard plot has begun, which makes me happy. Let the forced proximity cohabitation trope commence! With probably at least one running through the woods holding hands to come.

Between Us (Sun iQIYI) 9 of 12 - Basically a filler ep with in-your-face backstory we already sussed. Prem is doing a good job tho. WATCH ALONG HERE.

609 Bedtime Story (Fri WeTV) 8 of 11 - There was no GamesVee. I’m sad. 

Cutie Pie 2 You (special) 2 of 4 - Awwwww, how sweet they tried to give it a plot. Operative word being: tried. 

I Will Knock You (Fri Gaga) 9 of 12 - Stuff in tents. Lots of cringing blushing maiden bullshit. Noey = v bold and into public claiming. I’m not wild about this one. 

Remember Me (Sun Gaga) 14fin - Honestly, they were branded pairs so we knew ManTitle were goona kiss, but I kinda wish they hadn’t bothered. These characters just didn’t work for me as a couple. Marriage equality stinger* on this puppy. Still, what a slog. I’m only binging stuff from this studio henceforth. (Next one: Buddy Line Y Animal). Whatever. Frankly that’s my review of the show: whatever. 5/10 

* I do like that this drama teased a marriage and then intentionally never gave us that marriage on screen. For all romance genre fans, this would've felt like a slap in the face. Instead they put in a stinger that essentially said “if you want a marriage scene between men, legalize marriage in Thailand, you fuckers.” And ya know, I’m here for that. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

The New Employee (Korea Weds Viki) 4 of 8 - Ooo first date. Omg they are SO CUTE. There was a lot of squealing and flapping of hands on this side of the screen with the show. Also two out gay boys! Korea how far you have come in just a few short years! If adorable our baby boy’s 2 fag hags don’t get together by the end of this show, I will be a touch disappointed. (It has to be said. I’m not expecting it because this is still Korea doesn’t do sides in BL. But hope springs eternal.) Meanwhile, I like that there was actual desire expressed with these two. This is definitely one of the gayest BLs to have come out of Korea in recent years. If you’re confused like I was, that pen has the initial of baby’s ex crush from uni on it. 

HIStory 5: Love in the Future (Taiwan Weds Viki) 3 of 10 (or 6 of 20) - Classic that Taiwan has finally given us a femme character in a BL and he is predatory & evil. The secondary couple is the most adorable thing, I even forgive them a pratfall kiss, because there was a 3 piece suit involved. I am starting to like the main couple a little bit more, mostly because of the rich kid character. I love domesticity, and Taiwan always does it so well. The main character time traveler whatever remains a bit annoying, I prefer a sunshine archetype that is not intentionally naïve to the point of stupidity. Still, I’m invested. This is classic HIStory franchise. 

Candy Color Paradox AKA Ameiro Paradox (Japan Fri Gaga) 4 of 8 - It’s a bit too much second hand embarrassment and cringe for me. I hope Japan someday gives us a BL like Eternal Yesterday, where both characters are cool and no one dies. Incidentally, if you’re playing a game of spot that BL actor, the one playing the “actor character” is Izuka Kenta  (from The Novelist and Absolute BL2). WE LOVE HIM. 

The Director Who Buys Me Dinner (Korea Weds iQIYI) 9-10fin - I honestly don’t know how I feel about this one. It was more of a red thread fated mates who are fated to repeat the mistakes of the past. Shall we call it faded mates?  And I’m not sure, even though the ending is somewhat optimistic, that I am actually optimistic about it or them as a couple. So I wouldn’t call it HEA. 

Final review? Featuring a gorgeous & stellar cast, TDWBMD should have utilized them less for melodrama and more for chemistry. This BL is a unique twist on an office romance if NOT a unique twist on a doomed red thread trope, resulting in it feeling less than the sum of its parts and ultimately unsatisfying. Possibly this had to do with the fact that this was one of those KBLs where I felt how short it was the whole time, like I was missing something constantly, in every episode. No HEA. Worth watching for some but seriously flawed. 6/10

It’s Airing But I’m Not Watching It

The Star Always Follow You (Vietnam YT) - same Team RL peeps we have seen before (Sunshine, Stupid)

GMMTV’s Midnight series - first segment has begun bit it’s not the EarthMix messy gays. I’m so not interested in messy hets, so I’m waiting until they grace my screen. Moonlight Chicken (Weds YT) 1 of 8 eventually.  

Gossip

I’m gonna hold off on The Warp Effect and binge it later, after I know for sure if the BL couple makes it. 

I will be taking everyone‘s advice and not watching Till the World Ends sorry not sorry. Protecting my squishy center (also I HATE xmas carols.) 

In Case You Missed It

I posted a meta of all my 2022 wraps, top picks, industry stats, etc..

I ALSO posted the 2023 forthcoming BL master post.

Coffee Shop shorts series with the adorable couple from Ghost Host, Ghost House have a WONDERFUL new installment with "BLACK COCONUT". You should watch it. Also... try the drink. 

Love Bill (Vietnam Sat YT) starring Bah Vinh ended its run and IT’S SAD. I am so glad I waiting because now I’m not gonna watch it. So there. 

Adorable KGL Girlfriend Project, basically a very short lesbian version of Love Class. It’s cute. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Jan 19: Individual Circumstances (Korea Thurs Viki) 8 eps - A reunion romance between a movie director who was once promising and a writer who disappeared due to past wounds. Stars JunQ (main rapper of 2nd gen group MYNAME) and Han Jung Wan (Mr International Korea winner).

2023 forthcoming BL here

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

The LOOK in his eyes. I really hope we get more than crumbs from Satang Kittiphop in the future. 

Also, that outfit, definitely an instrument of hope. (Mark is going to be in Moonlight Chicken, Cooking Crush, Last Twilight, & Only Friends this year. Apparently GMMTV’s directors like him a lot. So ALL the hope. Plus more sweater vests without shirts, please and thank you.) 

Relatable. 

FINALLY! (all are My School President, it was a GREAT ep this week) 

(last week)

Current Kpop earworm? Well Monsta X released a new single, Beautiful Liar, so yeah, THAT! 

[igotanidea]

Mind the words: Matt Murdock x reader

request: can I pretty please request heavy angsty mattyxreader with 144 stop being such a baby with happy ending.

I left the ending a bit open, but it is still happy and hopeful :)

I can’t be anyone else but me. And that means I am chaotic, messy and moody while tired or stressed. And so it happens that lately I’ve been constantly under stress. Work and life and health issues and well, the fact that my boyfriend happens to be Daredevil and gets beaten up every night. Can you blame me for having trouble with keeping it all up?

There’s also one more thing you should know about me. The more worried and broken inside I feel the more I try to cover it up with fake enthusiasm, nervous energy and panic attacks. So when my colleagues and friends see me bursting with energy running around the office doing my chores it is not a good sign, but rather a symptom of me going through shit. Everyone, literally everyone knows that. So when Foggy and Karen realized what was going on they forced me to go out to Josie’s. Matt was not there because of his night shift, so being out of his watchful eye I completely let myself go. Having drink after drink I quickly got wasted and Foggy decided it was better if he walked me home.

“Are you sure you are ok?”

“What? Yeah, yeah, Fog, don’t worry. I’ll be fine” I say  in singsong voice waving hands around and almost tripping over my own feet.

“I think you went a bit too far and ….. owww….” He turned away while I rushed to the gutter and started throwing up and coughing frantically “What is going on with you lately my friend?”

“Take a guess” I scoffed

“Hey, it’s me. You can tell me, you know.”

“it’s just stress Foggy. I’ll get some sleep and be brand new in the morning.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.” I smiled weakly to the point to which my dizziness and weariness let me

“Fine” Foggy did not seem convinced ‘I’ll call you in the morning, ok?”

“Sure. Just not too early, please.  It’s Saturday after all.”

“You got it. See you tomorrow then”

“Bye Foggy” I waved him goodbye and entered the staircase dreaming only of my bed and 8-hours of rest.

“Hey, neighbor” apparently it was not given. Jake, who was living on the first floor came to sight and casually leaned on the doorframe “heavy night?”

“Heavy week” I muttered not in the mood for conversations

“I can absolutely relate to that” he obviously didn’t get the hint and I was just impatiently kicking my heels, feeling the alcohol blurring my system. “You know, you look so pretty now” he took a step forward invading my personal space, but I was too spaced-out to even react. Jake was quick to use it against me as he closed the distance to zero and started kissing me. When I realized what was happening I tried my best to push him away but he just grabbed me closed and kissed harder and harder. I was starting to lose my breath, my brain and whole body screaming at this unwanted touch and in some crazy instinct I kicked him in the groins.

“Bitch!” he yelled and if it wasn’t for my regained reflex he would have slapped me in the face “you are mental! First you walk around provoking me and then act like a nutbag!”

“You are delusional Jake, I never wanted you! I got a boyfriend you creep!”

“Poor one, he has a slut of a girlfriend!” he spat at me and this time I could not stop myself from hitting his face. Guess, that little bit of boxing lessons Matt gave me was worth the effort. Or at least I thought so, since in retaliation Jake pulled my hair painfully.

“Let. Go. Of. Me!” I yanked myself free before he could drag me into his flat and do God knows what more to me. However since he was still holding my sleeve sudden move made the material tear and I was standing in the hall with my arms and half of my chest exposed. Thankfully, one of the other neighbor got alarmed of the noises and stuck his head out distracting Jake and giving me the opportunity to run away which I gladly took running to my apartment and closing the door in relief. Only now I realized I was shaking and to make the situation better I decided to go straight to bed. Screw the shower, screw everything. I need to sleep it out.

Once again however, the fate decided to mock me.

“Holy shit, Matthew!” I screamed, hand on my heart as I spotted red-dressed silhouette on my couch “don’t do this! You’ll give me heart attack!”

“Sorry.” He muttered taking off his mask “I’ve heard you had hard week, so I though….” He came closer putting his hands around me and surprisingly, frowning.

“Are you hurt? What’s wrong?” I asked leaning into his chest trying to calm him down.

“you tell me” suddenly his voice became dark “you’re drunk and you smell of someone… else. What did you do?”

“Matt….” I pulled away looking at him carefully “what are you talking about?”

“What did you do? I know there’s another man involved. So are you going to tell me or do I have to keep figuring it out by myself?”

“Are you accusing me of cheating on you?” I crossed arms, not believing what he was saying.

“I don’t know. Did you?”

“Like you said. I had hard week.” I hissed “I went out with Karen and Foggy since unfortunately you were not there. I had couple drinks. And when I got home, Jake, my friendly neighbor tried to drag me into his flat and …. and…..” I broke all the emotions finally getting the best of me.

“Did he do anything to you?”  Matt’s voice was still dark but now some concern showed up in his tone as he put a strand of hair behind my ear. Maybe I should drop this, let it all go and just dive back into his arms, but what he said, what he believed I could do, was not something I could forgive. He was supposed to be on my side not against me.

“No. Thankfully I was able to get away. Myself. Because despite of what you say, about how you protect everyone and the whole city you are never there when I need you!” I sobbed, tears beaming from my eyes.

“That is exactly why I tried to teach you self-defense!”

“Well it’s not enough!”

“Well I can’t be around you all the time! I can’t protect everyone!”

“Well then maybe you should choose what, or rather who is more important to you!”

“Is that an ultimatum?” he spat

“And what if it is?” this question hang between us in gravy silence. Not even a fly had the audacity to move in the space. Only the buzzing of lights and some distant car honks made it all real. If it was not for that I would believe this to be a nightmare. Matt’s face was so focused and tensed that I almost saw the cogs turning inside his head. This fight clearly got to a point from where all relied on his answer and as a lawyer he definitely had a way with words. Twisting them and colorizing the reality was his daily bread, but this time it was not a case in the courtroom. This was something far more personal. We just stood in front of each other, angry, terrified, sad, hurt, none of us willing to give up, rather gathering for another round. Panting breaths, rapidly beating hearts, shaking hands, spinning minds. Where will this end?

“Then you give me no choice. There are people out there that needs protection. From what I see you are safe now.”

“Right. I’m perfectly safe spending the night getting drunk to forget  the stress my boyfriend gives me.”

“I give you stress? Have you ever considered that every time I am out there I am scared to death something might happen to you! I’m distracted because you are always on my mind!” he yelled exasperated, his whole body bristled almost like I was another rogue that has to be fought.  

“I see.” I spoke coldly “if I’m such a nuisance to you why don’t you leave? Seems like we are no good for each other after all!”

“Don’t say that” he reached for my hand once again but I jumped away knowing well enough it was just another trick of his to win me over and make me give up.

“Why? Apparently it’s true. You got hurt because I was on your mind. I got drunk because I wanted to forget about you running the street getting hurt. It’s crazy. This whole relationship was crazy from the very beginning!”

“Fuck, will you calm down!” now he was acting more like Daredevil than my Matt. Getting more and more violent and aggressive every second. “you are overemotional over nothing!”

“Nothing?!”

“Precisely.”

“So, this” I point to him and then to myself but gave up and throw my hands up in the air in aggravation “you and me. This is nothing to you.”

“That is not what I meant and you know that!”

“No, Matt, I don’t know! I don’t know anything anymore. So why don’t Mr. Oh-so-very-good-lawyer mansplain me?!” I was now completely out of control and what was even worse I didn’t want to stop.

“Calm. Down” he said once again.

“Why don’t you make me” I turned around and shot him an angry glance.

It only took him two steps to reach the side of the room where I was standing. Our chest and faces inches from each other, breaths still hot and fast, heat radiating from the bodies, emotions and adrenaline making us both high and drunk on the feelings. He slowly leaned down to the point where his gazeless eyes met mine.

“Stop acting like a baby”

I have to admit I was secretly hoping for another outcome. How did conversation that started with “I heard you got a hard week ended up here”

“Get out Matt.” I hissed turning my head away from him. That hurt.

“No. not before we clean this out between us.”

“I’m serious Matt. Get out of my flat.”

“Sweetheart” there is this tone. Trying to sweat talk me. But not this time. It won’t work.

“Please, go. We are both angry, it’s late and nothing good can come out of this. Go.” I pleaded but he did not budge.

“No.”

“Matt…..” I sighed and plumped onto the couch hiding face in hands.

“Hey, don’t” he quickly followed me grabbing my hands and putting them on his lap “Look at me. When… when we started dating…. When we become a couple I promised myself I would never go to bed without kissing you goodnight. I swore to myself that I would never allow any of us to spend the night angry at each other. Tell me, did I ever broke it?”

“I…..”

“Say it. Did I?”

“Giving it a lot of thoughts…..” I smirked

“don’t push it” he caressed my cheek waiting for response

“You did not. At least from what I’m aware of.”

“What do you mean?”

“Tell me, did you ever sneak into my apartment in your daredevil costume after a fight to kiss me goodnight while I was sleeping?”

“That would be a serious violation of many, many law provisions, wouldn’t it?” he moved a bit closer

“Spoken like a true lawyer. But, however crazy this may sound….” I bit my lower lip

“What?”

“That would also be extremely hot.”

“Do you have a kink I should know about?”

“I’m still mad at you” I reminded him

“I know. I can sense that. But I also sense that is not what you feel now.”

“Matt.” I warned him but I could not help grinning.

“Fine. No pushing. You can be mad however you want, just please, please don’t push me away. Don’t make me leave” he moved even closer so now our foreheads were touching and I closed my eyes at this proximity “please, let me stay. “

“Fine. On the couch.” I pointed towards the other room. “That is all you get.”

“Honey?”

“What now?”

“Can I kiss you goodnight?”

“Isn’t it illegal to kiss a baby?” I mocked reminding him of the words he used towards me.

“Cheek?”

“God damn you lawyers!” I muttered turning my face so he could keep the promise he made at the begging of our relationship

“Good night, sweetie” he stood up obediently “we’ll talk in the morning?”

“Only if you welcome me with coffee and a perfect breakfast. You know, babies need healthy, top quality food.”

“You won’t let it go lightly, will you?”

“Nope. Night Murdock” I throw a pillow his direction and even if he knew exactly where I was aiming he left without catching it and without saying another word. He was going to deal with very demanding and whining girlfriend the next day.   

@somest1 @pinksirensong

[rosemaryandarsenic]

Gareth HC's (NSFW, Minors DNI 18+)

he’s a Dr. Pepper or root beer guy, sometimes he irritates you bc he doesn’t drink enough water 

Anxious person to the max doesn’t fidget unless he’s thinking really hard and then he taps on EVERYTHING. Likes getting high with Eddie because it calms him dow, has the worst separation anxiety on the planet but only once he’s close with you. 

Not a smiler unless he has to, people think he’s mad all the time but it’s just his face. When he does smile it’s contagious, lots of dimples. 

Obsessed with physical contact in a quiet way, he’s not big on PDA but he’ll always be touching you somewhere. If you’re dating it’s footsie under the table or holding your hair, messing with your hair, walking with his hand in your pocket. If it’s platonic, he’d always find a way to sit next to you, punches you a lot, slaps your shoulder. He likes to hug everyone when he gets drunk and if he really likes you he’ll fight you lol. 

Gets in fights constantly, like he’s a hothead. As he’s gotten older he’s gotten much better at controlling it but he still loses it sometimes. One time some guy grabs your butt at a bar and you get mad and Gareth is just there holding a chair like, step aside sweetheart I’m gonna bash his head in 😂 

Only gets mad when other people get hurt, will just get sad if it’s himself. He’s tough but he’s a sweetheart who’s way too protective of his friends and loved ones. 

Speaking of loved ones, if you’re together then he loves to tease you. Like he’s sarcastic as shit and loves to make you squirm. 

I just know y’all would have inside jokes that only you two know, just so you could make each other blush in public without anyone else knowing why. 

He’s got siblings, gives me older or middle sibling vibes, even though he was the baby of hellfire. Absolutely has sisters. 

He’s a little insecure bc he grew up as the chubby kid but you always tell him how handsome he is. You’re constantly mumbling something like, “c’mere pretty boy” or “hey handsome”. 

He’s not overprotective or demanding but he gets jealous as fuck. If you and Eddie are close too, he and Gareth would just fight about it all the time because,  “they’re allowed to be friends with me!!” And Gareth, “just doesn’t want them to end up liking eddie instead because Eddie’s the cool one.” This is because he looks up to eddie so much but he’s got some daddy issues. 

Chaotic bi or pan, 10000%. Likes anyone, everything, he’s just not very trusting of people so it takes awhile to open up. Once he does, oh boy he’s ALOT. 

I don’t think he’s neurotypical, I feel like he def has some mood disorders besides anxiety. Def some anger issues that he spends a lot of time working on. He picked up the drums as an outlet so he’s protective over them and his practice time. 

Refuses to date other drummers even though when you play what he teaches you he drools a little. Thinks you look even hotter playing your own instrument and asks for you to sub sometimes just so he can watch you. 

He’s genuinely wholesome but also a perv! Like won’t do anything creepy just weird, for example he steals your underwear all the time and keeps a picture of you sucking on a lollipop on his ceiling. He def has a porno mag or two that he bought because they look like you. 

Hides boners frequently. Lol. 

steals your hair ties to wear on his wrist and uses one of your earrings as a pin on his vest. It’s a little black spider, you wear the other one in one of your ears so you match :) 

Okay but I saw a prompt that was like imagine his curls between your thighs as he eats you out and I….hmnnngggg 

Y’all have sex in some strange places, always quiet and tucked away but just everywhere. The school bathroom, back of his car, the treehouse in the backyard bc his parents were home, like everywhere. 

He lets you do his makeup and his nails all the time, not insecure about it at all 

[pretty-chaotic-world]

if my BPD can scream

1. I wish i could have a normal love... but no, my brain wants to worship every little detail of you until it drives me insane

2. sorry i pushed you away i felt abandoned and suicidal 

3. I’m sick of going to bed and knowing things won’t be better tomorrow 

4. I'll ask you thousands times if you really love, please don't get annoyed

5. I'll create "drama" and mishaps only to feel like I'm in home

6. i’m afraid that one day my anger will overshadow the little love i still have left for the world

7. I feel numb. No tears, no anger, nothing. Just going through the same day again and again. I would rather just sleep without waking up.

8. I'm so tired of everytime one small argument or inconvenience breaks out I want to end it and self destruct, it's so draining. 

9. I want to stop feeling anything and when i actually don't it breaks my heart but I can't cry it out.

10. "its all in your head" well duh where tf else is it gonna be??? in my fucking kidneys????

11. I am constantly between wanting people to care about me and wanting them not to so I can hurt myself without feeling guilty 

12. Psychiatrist told me there is no cure for bpd and I've to change myself. Well why cant they just let me die then?

13. Until you live with bpd you'll never know what it's like to be too much and not enough at the same time.

14. i know im constantly too much for everyone but sometimes i just want to be enough for someone

15. if he will leave me, my next diagnosis will be of "sociopath"

16. im so jealous of all the people who see him and touch him and talk to him every single day it should be me me me me 

17. oh I got my hair coloured. why? because I can't hurt myself anymore 

18. "you're so distant" because you can't handle my abandonment issues.

19. My younger self disappoint me a lot. like why were you begging people to stay in your life? ohh no worries I know the answer

20. I wanna throw a plate against the wall, stab a knife through my hand, destroy my laptop with a hammer, smash my door in with an axe and spray graffiti all over the walls of my room 

21. Why shouldn’t I be mad? Why can’t I just be angry and be allowed to feel it? Why can’t I burn everything down?

22. I have to watch my mouth every fucking second to make sure I don't destroy every relation I have coz apparently social life matters!!

23. Isnt it fucked up how he got away with every horrible thing he made me experience and I’m the one who has to live with myself feeling absolutely fucking worthless 

24. I don't deserve food and love. im a horrible person.

25. this is how my eating cycle goes

feeling weak coz i haven't ate anything -> eat -> purge -> feeling guilty after purging -> eat more -> feeling guilty after eating so much -> cry coz you don't know what's happening

26. the diagnosis makes me believe I'm not insane just lil emo ig!! NOOOO YOU'RE INSANE

27. “don’t let it bother u” baby i’m gonna be bothered by this for the next 10 years 

28. if I tell you I love you its equivalent to I can kill someone for you

29. Actually upon further inspection that shit really hurt my feelings 

30. I don't dive into insecurity anymore, i drown in self-loathe

31. i shut up in between group convo coz I know I'll talk invaluable shit and nobody really cares what I say until it's psychology class

32. "if you are fully aware of yourself, why do you keep acting like that?" slapping self awareness on top of bpd only grants the ability to watch yourself self-destruct straight from the vip section thats all it does literally

33. “Where do you see yourself in the future” building a cult for mentally ill people 

34. ofc I've a praise kind i was ignored as a child

35. I'm much better than I was before. you know why coz I don't to air now and don't see monsters walking by side all the time

36. No I don't want to self harm anymore I need to kill that fucking monster

37. Don't mind me, I'm just casually sabotaging all my positive relationships with negative delusions because my life doesn't feel real unless something dramatic and destructive is constantly occurring 

38. i don’t care i don’t care i don’t care (im going to sob my fucking eyes out)

39. “Stop making your disorder your personality” I have a fucking personality disorder for god sake

40. turning my mental illnesses into kinks and calling it the BDSM-5 

41. "destroy something precious while you're in rage" ohh yeaa and then I'll do that again and again 

42. what I hate most about my BPD is the fact that I have started doubting every emotion that I’ve ever felt in my life, whether it’s love, my grief through multiple traumas, or my anger, & it’s so saddening. It has actually led me to start questioning my reality.

43. if I need medication to stay alive, am I really meant to be here?

44. it's either be alone without 75% of my symptoms, or be with someone and display the most horrendous unstable awful version of myself. why do i have to choose between love & happiness or peace & stability?

45. That fucking bpd rage where everyone's voices makes you want to scream and every noise around you makes you want to sh and you're so mad you can almost feel the cuts everywhere 

46. getting worked up to the point of becoming physically ill (throwing up/stomach issues etc) because you felt rejected/abandoned by your favourite person  

47. i wish my trauma made me kind as everyone says but i’m becoming what i fear the most- a monster.

48. imagine getting diagnosed with a personality disorder and the only visible representation of that disorder is an animated horse man, a sociopathic sitcom character from philadelphia, and darth vader

[hellfiremunsonn]

You Finished The Book Didn’t You? Eddie Munson x Reader

You Finished The Book Didn’t You?

I do not allow my writing to be republished anywhere other than my own blog without my consent

Summary: Being emotional over the ending of a book Eddie recommended, and coming into his room for support. lots of fluff, Eddie is a little shit. Just a short and sweet little blurb

18 + IF YOU ARE NOT 18 OR OLDER DO NOT READ OR INTERACT WITH MY WRITING. IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR MINORS. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MEDIA YOU CONSUME.

Warnings: Fluff honestly, Reader is slightly suggestive at the end, technically mechanic! Eddie? fem! reader, reader is emotional over a book. (Book isn’t named because it’s not real, and I made up the place for wherever the story of it is located) 

Wordcount: 1271

I was tucked up on the sofa with a book in Eddies living room when he got home from work. Startled slightly at another humans presence, but not at all surprised. "Hi baby" He said kicking off his boots by the door. Putting my index finger between the pages as a temporary bookmark. Lolling my head to the side to smile at him. Hair slightly messy, grease smudges everywhere, decorating his skin and clothes with Dalmatian like spots.

"Hi Eds" I said lazily, my eyes slightly hooded with adoration. He came over to me, holding my chin between two fingers, tilting my head slightly while he leaned down to kiss me on the lips, once, twice, and then one on the nose for good measure. "How was work?"

He groaned. "Longer than usual, felt like the day wouldn't end" Standing at the kitchen sink, his hands soapy as he scrubbed his work day off of them. "Mark was being a real jackass today"

I rolled my eyes; this wasn't the first time I've heard Eddie complain about Mark- he was a sleezebag who was constantly trying to cheat on his very pregnant wife, and Eddie wouldn't allow it- not that Mark had much game to begin with but because Eddie stopped him so often Mark decided to just be a dick to Eddie now. "What did he do this time?" I asked.

"Just kept touching my shit- Like we have all our own shit for a reason, but that doesn't fucking stop him" Eddie laughed, but it was humourless, shaking his head and sighing. "Whatever, it's Friday, which means I get to spend the whole weekend with my baby" He said coming back over to me. "What do you want for dinner?" He asked standing in front of me, one of his hands reaching for one of mine, playing with my fingers while he spoke.

"Mmm I don't know" I said with a pout. "What do you feel like?" Sticking out my legs, I wrapped them around one of his legs, pulling him closer to me with a giggle. Almost falling completely on top of me, his one hand thumping on the back of the couch, supporting his weight from me, his guitar pick necklace dangling in front of me. Tipping my head back I tried to capture it in my mouth but it swung back and forth too quickly. Eddie laughed through his nose, readjusting himself so he was sitting next to me, warm hand on my bare thigh.

"I don't care as long as I don't have to cook anything" He said leaning his head back onto the couch.

"We could do Pizza?" I said with a raised brow. "It's the easiest one, don't even need plates for it we can just eat it straight out of the box like the gremlins we are"

"God I love you" He said quickly, leaning forward to give me a quick kiss. "I'll make the call, you keep reading" He patted my thigh "I'm gunna shower real quick, but I'll leave my wallet out here just in case okay?"

"Okay baby" I said with a smile. With a final kiss he sauntered his way into the bathroom.

The pizza arrived just as Eddie had stepped out of the shower. Paying the delivery boy I grabbed the hot box and slapped it onto the counter, returning to my spot on the couch, opening my book back to the page I was on and diving back in.

"You not gunna eat babe?" Eddie asked from the kitchen.

"Wanna finish this first" I said quickly. "M'almost done"

Eddie laughed through a mouthful of pizza. "Alright, I gotta finish up going over Dustins campaign, but come see me when you're done"

"Mmkay" I said barely listening, fully engrossed in the words splayed across the old yellow paperback in my hands.

twenty five minutes later I turned the last page and finished the book. How could it have ended like that? Stomping my way over to eddies room, standing in the door way, book held loosely in my hand as I looked at him with furrowed brows.

Hearing me approach he looked up from the notebook that rested on his bent knees, a sympathetic smile on his face. "You finished the book didn't you"

I choked out a sob before attempting to chuck the book at him, missing completely and hitting the wall next to him, the book sliding down the small space between the wall and the mattress. "Why would you do that to me!" I yelled at him.

He laughed, setting down his notebook on the floor next to him, he opened his arms for me, gesturing for me to come to him with one hand. Shuffling over to him I crawled over his stretched out legs, settling myself on his lap and burying my face into his chest. His hands coming to wrap themselves tightly around my back. "Wasn't it so good though?"

I whined. "Yeah but why did they have to end it like that, they were so in love" Sitting back up to look at him, my palms flat on his chest, while his hands came up to cup my face, wiping away the tears as they fell. "I knew it couldn't work out but, I wanted to hold onto that hope so bad"

"I know I did too, but they knew what they had to do, nothing was ever going to change, they couldn't stop that" He said reassuringly, comforting me over the few fictional characters I had grown to love so much.

"God" I said with a huff. "You suck" I said with a light slap to his bare chest.

He flinched, mouth open in shock, grabbing my wrist with one hand. "What did I do!"

"You told me to read the stupid thing!" I said forcing a fake frown.

"I didn't think you were gunna cry about it!" He said with a laugh. "It was beautiful though wasn't it?"

"Yeah it was" I said unable to keep the smile off my face. "You think places like Alora really exist?" Shifting off of his lap and next to him, I laid my head down on one of his pillows, bringing my leg up so my thigh was resting on his waist. He turned slightly, his hand coming to intertwine his fingers with mine.

"Absolutely, places in the hobbit are real, so there's gotta be a place like Alora somewhere"

"Can we go there? Live there forever"

"Like little gremlins?" he said teasingly, repeating me from earlier.

"Yeah, exactly like that" I said with a smile.

"You're pretty" he said.

"So are you" I said with a dreamy sigh.

Our sweet moment ruined by how loud my stomach growled, in the quietness of Eddies home. "You haven't eaten yet have you"

"I had to finish the book!" I said laughing, wiping my face with the back of my hand, getting rid of any excess wetness from my tears.

"Go, get up and get the pizza, and then bring that cute butt back in here" he said pulling me over his body and off of his bed, making me stand up wobbly on my feet.

"Cute butt?" I asked standing in his doorway.

"Yeah, the cutest" he said with an obvious tone.

"You mean this cute butt?" I said lifting up the oversized band shirt of his I wore, exposing my butt and the black panties I wore underneath, before skipping away into the kitchen to get the box of pizza.

"You're a menace!" Eddie yelled from his room.

I giggled and made my way back to him, knowing I wasn't only going to be full of pizza tonight.

[justallihere]

THANK YOUUUUUU😭💕🥹🫶 this week has been so terrible and I literally squealed when the chapter was posted and told everyone in my house not to speak to me for 4 hours. Loved this chapter sm 😭 wish I could erase my memory and start the fic over again

I was one of the people asking when Cat would appear again and I’m so happy Violet verbally bitch slapped her and we should’ve gotten more of this in canon

Violet falling asleep in the library 😭 she couldn’t sleep in the bed by herself I’m gonna scream

What was Xadens unreadable expression about when she was untangling herself from the blanket? What’s he thinking in that moment?

Garrick being so afraid of Violet is literally the funniest thing to me considering he’s bigger than Xaden 😭

I wonder if Xaden feels some type of way now that Violet is pretty much on good terms with/forgiven everyone except him and Brennan. I’m sure he understands why he deserves her anger but feelings aren’t rational and he’s possessive af

Can’t wait for the heist omggg. This version of Cam is hilarious and such a little shit I just know he’s gonna cause problems and Violet will actually have to step in and protect him from Xaden😭

Lastly I love iron squad sm. Them acting cold to Liam is nothing tbh because at least they liked him. Xaden, honey, you got a big storm coming.

Thank you so much!!! I hope your week gets better 🩷🩷

Xaden is feeling so many different things right now. He really didn’t want to invite Violet on this little expedition, so most of it is that he’s warring with himself internally about actually doing it and the potential danger it puts her (both of them, really) in. Also taking care of Violet in the little ways and touching her is pretty ingrained with him, so he’s having to remind himself that he can’t interact with her like he normally would and he’s not a fan lol

Garrick is probably the character with the most respect for Violet and he is the one who constantly sees beyond her fragile exterior to what’s underneath. He’s never for a moment forgotten what she’s capable of, and that just because she seems nice doesn’t mean she can’t kill him easily. He’s a general; his job is to evaluate people for their usefulness on a battlefield or to gauge how much of a threat they are. He knows they’re lucky Violet is on their side

Xaden would never begrudge Violet having friends or people on her side. Would he love to just tie her to his side forever? Yeah, but he wants her to be safe and cared for too. If he can’t do it, at least people he trusts can help with that. He’s also got enough of an ego that he knows it means she cares for him more/differently than the other so that’s good for him I guess lol

I love Cam 😭 and the squad 😭 they’re my babies