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they call me byecurious yhe way im always a little interested in leaving👋

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I’m new to bunny and bear so I haven’t read everything YET but I will! I just read the door one and I couldn’t get this idea out of my head. So like you know the street thing? the guy walks on the car side and the girl walks on the inside? Carmen definitely does that. At first bunny a little confused and just thinks Carmen likes walking on that side then one day she’s not paying attention and won’t move over while Carmen trying to squeeze in so he physically moves her and she’s like ???????? Anyways back to reading

"jeez–carmen," bunny huffs out with a tiny laugh. "like a fucking bumper car, what are you doing?"

the man only shrugs, tightening the hand that curves around yours.

"you're breaking the rule," carmen answers simply, feeling the way bunny stares at him as they continue their walk.

"what? what rule?"

"the sidewalk rule."

a scoff leaves bunny, who pauses her steps. it takes carmen less than half a second to do the same, eyes looking back at her with a line of worry in between them.

"what sidewalk rule, bear?"

"the one where you walk on the inside and i walk on the outside. that way, if a car comes flying off the street outta fucking nowhere, it'll hit me instead of you. or hit me first, at least."

bunny's face scrunches.

"what the fuck, carmen? i don't want you to get hit by a car," she pouts, and carmen smiles just a little.

"i didn't mean–"

"no. i'm not gonna let you get hit by a car. fuck that. if one of us has to get hit, it'll be me."

carmen's grin drops completely as bunny resumes her stroll, right on the edge of the curb. he watchs her for moment, stunned, before regaining the sense to follow after her.

"no fuckin' way, bunny," the chef mumbles, doing his best to drag bunny back over to the right side. "i'm gettin' hit by the car."

"no, carm. i'm getting hit. you got a restaraunt to run," she responds, pulling a scoff from carmen. "not gonna let you live syd hanging like that."

the two begin a small playful game of tugging, full of belly laughter and arguing. it ends when carmen traps bunny against the side of a brick wall, both their breaths a light pant as they giggle together.

carmen swallows bunny's gasp with a kiss. she nearly melts into him, hands dancing across the t-shirt that stretches over his warm chest. only pulling away when his lungs ache with an irritating burn, he brushes a light touch just under her chin.

"how 'bout we just keep an eye out for runaway cars," carmen questions in a mumble against bunny's mouth. he gifts her another kiss before continuing. "then nobody has to get hit, yeah?"

a slow nod from bunny, as she's still lost in a haze over the way his lips feel against hers. "deal."

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to piggy back off the last anon saying rafe likes when you rely on him for money and stuff… I can just imagine the smirk that appears on his face (n the bulge in his pants🤭) when you shyly approach to ask him to buy you something like you need his permission! it’s those little reassurances that you need him that get him going

꒰𓂃 🩰 ⟡ . !!

all of your shopping sites had his payment details logged automatically into the account, so any purchase would be in his name. you appear at his side whilst he’s at the country club, in a circle of friends talking and laughing over beer. placing a hand on his arm, you have his attention and he turns to you, letting out a hum of acknowledgment as he brings his beer to his lips.

“can i get this, please?” you sound so unsure and shy that the swell of pride in his chest grows and he straightens his posture a little, taking the phone you’re holding up displaying your basket on a shopping site. whilst rafe had been socialising, you got bored and started adding things to your cart. he scrolls, looking at all the items himself.

“and i’m paying, yeah?” he glances up at you and you feel yourself get hot. you were still new to him paying for everything, so you nod meekly, nervous about getting shut down.

he turns his body fully towards you and hands your phone back, a small smirk on his face. “lemme hear you ask again. real quick.” he bends at the waist a little to be closer to your level, able to hear you better.

“please can i?” your voice drops even quieter however.

“say uh, say please daddy.” he toys with you, but you blink up at him anyway, willing to do what he said.

“please daddy.”

he chuckles at your compliance, gripping your jaw suddenly and pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips that tasted like beer. he pulls back just a centimetre, speaking against your mouth.

“you get whatever the hell you want, yeah? whatever you want.” he hums before pulling you in for another kiss, nearly making you drop your phone when he pulls you in by your ass. “can thank me later in your own special way. how ‘bout that?” he pats your ass and pulls back, rejoining the conversation with his friends, leaving you on trembling legs and a soon to be empty shopping cart.

꒰𓂃 🩰 ⟡ . !!

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Lip request where reader comes up to him out of nowhere and is like “I hear you sleep around alot and I need you to take my V-Card” and Lip is just flabbergasted bc the girl he’s had a crush on since forever just asked him to take her v-card

He agrees but the whole entire night, he just stalls bc he wants to get to know her and be romantical

"say that again for me."

"i want you to take my virginity."

"why me?"

"you've slept with a lot of girls,"

"ouch." he interrupted

"you're experienced. and i trust you. who else would i want to take it?" he rolls his eyes at you

"and, i know you like me." you look at him with a knowing look on your face. you've known he's liked you for awhile now, just never knew the right time to let him know.

a make out session later, he's horny, you're horny. but he's... stalling a little bit.

"how come you just keep kissing me?" you say, as he continues to kiss your neck.

"what? cant kiss your neck anymore?"

"no, you can just," you push him up a bit so that you can see his face "when i heard about you from other girls, they made it seem so fast."

"they weren't virgins like you are." he says, like a smartass "don't you want something romantic?"

"i mean yeah but also i kinda want to get it over with."

"then im not the right guy for that, i want to take care of you tonight"

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Stress Management (Carmy Berzatto x Reader)

Rating: Explicit, MDNI🔞 (~700 words)

Summary: Carmy comes home from work so stressed he can hardly think. When he gets home, he sees his partner on the couch, and something clicks. He needs them, and it needs to happen now.

Content Tags: oral (v), rough sex, loud sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, they/them reader, afab reader

A/N: Had this sitting in my drafts, so I spruced it up a bit. Stressed guy like Carmy needs some SERIOUS relief… enjoy <3

Carmy feels like breaking something.

His ears are ringing, listening to echoes of screams at work that refuse to fade away. His body is tight with tension, and all he can think about is seeing them.

He needs to see them.

He almost slams the door open in a rush to get home. They’re laying on the couch in nothing but a t-shirt and underwear, hair splayed on on the cushions. They perk up when they hear him entering.

“Carmy!” They chirp, smiling like the sun, and upon seeing his face, it grows serious. “Everything ok?”

“Work fucking sucked,” he mutters irritably. He’s walking briskly over. They’re finally right in front of him.

“Do you wanna ta—“ they’re halfway through their sentence before Carmy pulls them into a bruising, wet kiss.

“I want to eat you out, and then fuck you a couple times,” Carmy says lowly when he pulls back. Their kissed lips are parted in surprise. “Then I’ll tell you about today. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, that’s okay,” they agree without hesitation, and he immediately pulls their underwear off.

With two forceful hands, Carmy spreads their legs wide by the inside of their thighs before swooping his head down between them. He wastes no time in bullying their clit with his tongue, using the tip to push it out and into his mouth. He starts sucking their clit immediately, cheeks hollowing at the tightness, and they keen.

Their moans are sweet and sharp like a strong mixed drink, and he’s intoxicated on the noise. He knows how messy he’s being, spit stains already dripping onto the couch cushions, but it doesn’t matter at all.

He sucks their clit in a brutal rhythm so quick that they come quickly, wetting themself on his chin pushed into their cunt. He relishes in the feeling of them covering his face, of their twitching clit between his sucking lips. And because he doesn’t want to bother, he pulls back, shoving his pants and underwear off just enough to get his hard cock out. Without any prep, he lines up and pushes in as they ride out the last couple waves of their orgasm. They make a wounded noise, a guttural moan.

“Carmy—fucking, shit—“ They’re gasping for air, hands scrambling to hold onto him as he starts pounding into them. They’re so wet from their orgasm, but still so deliciously tight.

“Be good and take it, just fucking take it,” Carmy whispers, leaning in close to them, and they whimper helplessly.

He remembers the anger from work, the frustration coursing through his body like lightning, the rage jetting from his ears like steam. He thinks about it every-time he fucks forward, slamming his hips against theirs, every time he thrusts brutally into their tight, stretching pussy.

“You’re coming, aren’t you? Why aren’t you letting me hear it?” Carmy asks. Their palm’s covering their mouth when they come for the first time on his cock, and he pries it off by grabbing their wrist and pinning it. They don’t try to cover their mouth again, instead just moaning so loud the next apartment over is bound to complain. “Fuck, th-that’s good. That’s better. I love, fuck, hearing you like this, always gotta let me hear you, gonna make me come—“

He makes them come one more time on his cock before he finishes inside them. Or maybe it was just an extension, instead just one really long orgasm—he wasn’t quite able to tell. They cry through it, weeping and moaning into the crook of his neck. They’re ruined, undone by the release of his pent up frustration.

He closes his eyes and listens to them cry out as he comes hard in their pussy. Their come dribbles down his shaft and the curve of his tightened balls. It’s so good it almost hurts, the pleasure acute and overwhelming. It’s like breaking a high fever, filling the gauge on a thermometer until it shatters.

“Carm…” Their voice is scratchy from how loudly they were moaning. They’re both coming down, panting in each other’s arms. Their tired arms connect behind his back under his shoulders. “Don’t pull out yet…”

“Mm, okay,” he murmurs, softening cock warmed by their wet pussy. Besides, there’d be a bigger mess if he pulled out. He wraps his arms around them and kisses their sweaty forehead. “You did so good, baby. Took me so well, just what I needed.”

And it’s true. He doesn’t even remember what made him so mad in the first place.

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my niall concert had me thinking of carmy as a concert boyfriend like he’d come after the show to pick you up and definitely goes and buys the merch for you before hand so you don’t have to queue up or carry it around.

he’d also love love love the post concert debrief and would fully support your he WAVED AND SMLIED AT ME!!!!!! delusions coz he he love love loves seeing you happy. he’d have a snack board and water would definitely give you a foot massage if you had standing tickets

SHUT UPPPPPPPPP Carmen standing there with all the other boyfriends and dads waiting for their girls to come out :')))) Brushing the sweaty hair on your forehead away from your face with a smile while you bounce on your toes all excited telling him all about how good it was!

He drives all your friends home while they eat the little snack packs he packed for all of you, lets you play music the whole way <3 You guys end the night with your feet on his lap while you drink the second water bottle he's shoved in your hands and he massages your feet :') sOB

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do u ever think..... that rafe would manhandle you if u try to run away from his cock bcuz it's too much 4 you? i caaaan't stop thinking abt dis :(( i jus wanna be dicked down by him sbaddd!!!

⟣ omg yes! he wouldn’t even hesitate to pull you back on him, he’s still soft about it though :((

“s’ too much!” you’ll pout, head smushed into the pillow. his full body weight on your back as his lips brushed against your ear. his heavy panting and light groans fanning your ear as he fucks you deep. your pussy was completely contradicting your words, it just squeezing him in tighter and leaking profusely. “no, no. you got this, baby. you can take it,” he whispers, thrust staying constant.

his encouraging words are enough to make your head go foggy and your throat let out whine. you wanna be good but the way his pink tip made constant contact with the spot that made your stomach tighten and eyes water— really was too much.

“can’t.” you whimper, lowering your hips onto the mattress further, trying to create some distance so he wouldn’t hit so deep inside and he notices— quickly. “come on. take it for me, ya?” his almost pleads with you, eyes low focused on how good you feel around him, intoxicated by you. he’s quick to loop his arm under you to grab just above your waist, your lower stomach, and lift your bottom half from the bed completely, pulling your ass flush against his hips.

the sudden movement making you yelp, his tip kissing that yummy spot just like before. “be good for me, ya? wanna give you everything.”

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wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal

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Jj teaching inexperienced reader how to make themselves orgasm

do u know how much i love this request anon…

you’ve got two fingers stuffed into your weeping cunt, jj’s laying down next to you on his side, fingers wrapped around your wrist as he guides yours. he notices your pout as you look his way, and he nods with understanding.

“nah, you got it c’mon. curl ‘em up a little.” he motions with his own hand, you nod and curl your fingers up until you feel a squidgy pad, squeaking out in surprise and looking to jj for confirmation.

he chuckles and kisses your temple. “think you found it, babe.” and you smile a little. he nods for you to continue and you’re dumbfounded. “try bring ‘em in and out a little, let ‘em hit the spot.” you do so and your head instantly drops back against the pillows, widening your legs subconsciously.

“yeahh, goooood girl.” he praises lowly as he reaches over to rub tight little circles on your clit. “you got it lil mama.” as you whimper, your movements slowing down a little.

“cum for me baby, i got you.” you whine out loudly as you clench around your own fingers, milky white spilling over your hand as you pant into jj’s shoulder, his movements on your clit slow but don’t stop as he rides out your high for you, figuring you couldn’t do it yourself in your dazed state.

“did that feel good?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows in your direction as you nod, soft smile on your face as he smirks, pouncing on you and rolling himself on top as you giggle. “‘imma make you feel ‘real good now, so proud ‘o you mama.” whilst littering kisses all over your neck.

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i want to rip apart a birthday cake with my bare hands. vanilla with pink and white frosting. outside with my knees dirty and my hair bathwater wet. i can smell rain in the air but i don’t care when i hear the thunder

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What I need rn

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jj is definitely the type to have a black cat gf and adore the fuck out of her. calls her corny shit like buttercup and cupcake and smears kisses against her scowling face when she gets tired and a little grumpy, even at the whining protests of ‘jayj!’ against his spitslick lips. he loves on her in front of the group despite the fuss he knows she’ll make but inevitably succumb to his irresistible charms (as he puts it).

jj never saves her a seat just so he can tease and tell her to ‘come sit on daddy’s lap, princess.’ (which she will); only to tease her with the nickname in bed the same very night when he’s got her speared open wide on his cock, gasping and whining and grappling for any semblance of purchase against the lean muscle of his torso while he wrings every drop of pleasure he can muster from her aching body.

he knows she loves him when she sidles in close, soft with exhaustion and sleep and snoring against the sharp angle of his jaw, sleep shirt (jj’s tee) half covering the soft swell of her bottom, rucking up when she shuffles to cover more of his body with her own.

he knows she’s temperamental and intolerant, and though that would be enough to steer many guys clear of her, it only reeled him further in.

because all the soft moments are saved for him.

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