#dominic fike

[dominicfikue]

sick by dominic fike. ❛ 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! ❜

@dominicfikue’s navigation. call me lai. blk & puerto rican. matt sturniolo’s angel. supernatural enthusiast. weedaholic. in love with everything blue. ugg boots & martinis. pink hibiscus flowers. dominic fike’s #1 fan.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. — 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬. — 𝐝𝐨’𝐬 & 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠.

#˚⬭ ִ ۫. 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐅𝐈𝐊𝐔𝐄! #girlblogging #navigation #dominic fike #matt sturniolo #aesthetic

[huhniebowl]

could u do a morning/night cuddling with dom blurb/oneshot ?? him just being super clingy and soft

hi:) thank u for requesting, & thank u even more for ur paitence! this is a bit short, but sweet. and as always i seemed to have taken a sappier route. i do hope u love this, but please feel free to message me if this wasn't up to ur liking, i have no problem catering to u<3

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You’re fresh out of the shower, and dressed for bed when you hear it.

A rhythmic knock at your apartment door. A spoon full of ice cream sits frozen in your mouth, and you still in your bed. You furrow your eyebrows and glance at the clock. It's 12 am, and last time you checked, none of your friends had mentioned stopping by. 

At the same time the knocking stops, your phone chimes with a text. 

Dom: open the fucking door

You grin and sit up, spoon still between your lips. 

You: U have a fuckin key 

You: Use it 

You: I'm not gettin out of bed

You swear you can hear muttered curses from outside, and a bag drop. 

Dom: fucking prick 

A few minutes pass, and the door opens. You hear him close and lock it, then the sound of your fridge opening.

You go in for another scoop of ice cream, a smile big on your face when shuffling is heard coming down the hallway. You can hardly conceal your giddiness.

You haven’t seen your boyfriend in just over a week, he had a week-long studio session with Kenny. So to say that you were feigning to see him again would be an understatement. 

Just as you pull your spoon from your lips, your bedroom door swings open and there he stands. 

Backpack slung over his shoulder, and his hair a bit damp from what you assume is from a shower.

He looks at you, trying to look irritated, but there’s a smile under it. In fact, it wants to show out so badly, that Dominic turns around, takes a deep breath then faces you again.

You burst into laughter, and it’s then he can’t pretend anymore. He grins so big his eyes start to crinkle, and he drops his bag to the floor.  

“You’re such a prick for making me dig for my keys.” He starts, kicking off his Crocs, and tugging off his hoodie. 

“Ah yes, I think I read something like that in the text you sent me.” You shrug, placing your bowl and spoon on your nightstand, knowing what's about to come.

Dominic nods his head and sucks his teeth. 

“Mhm, so since you wanna be smart, you know what’s coming right?” He closes your bedroom door and gets into a running position. Your grin has yet to wipe off your face, and you scurry over to your side of the bed. 

“Dom I swear.” You start, it’s a fake warning. You know it, and he does too.

“Too late.” Then he breaks off into a mini-sprint and lunges himself onto your bed. He makes sure to land softly, but sturdy. Landing right on top of you.

You scream and your arms automatically spring out and wrap around him. You lock your legs around his waist and cling to him like a koala. He laughs with you, pulling his head up to tilt it back, and you melt.

He looks youthful. Happy. Content. You’re own laughing slows, and eventually fades out. You can’t help but admire him in this state. He looks absolutely beautiful, and you can’t believe he’s all yours. 

You unwrap your arms from his neck and bring your hands up to cup his face. It’s then his laughs simmer down. He’s looking at you, eyebrows furrowed at the sudden change in atmosphere. He sees the faraway look in your eyes, they almost seem to be glazed over and glimmering. You swipe your thumb over the apple on his cheek, and Dom softly smiles. 

“You’re beautiful Dominic.” You lift a hand up from his face to his hair; raking it back before settling back on his cheek. “I love you so much.” You breathe. 

The air around the two of you gets warm. Feels heavy, but in the way of comfort. His lips slightly part. He breathes out a laugh, and looks off to the side, shaking his head. 

“God, what did I do to deserve you.” Before you can reply, Dom leans down and places his lips on yours. You gasp, but it doesn't take you long to recover. You kiss him back with fever, you press back with intention and pressure. It’s sweet. It’s languid, and it’s home. 

You bring a hand up behind his neck and press him in deeper. There’s nothing sloppy or obscene about it. It’s intimate; a moment reserved only for you and Dominic. You could spend a lifetime kissing him. Having him wrapped in your embrace. This is worth everything to you. 

To your dismay, he pulls away from your lips and just brushes his over yours gently. He kisses down your jaw, to your neck, then ends his trail on your shoulder.

On his way down he mumbles sweet nothings, expressing his love and admiration for you after each kiss. You have to keep yourself from drowning under it all. It doesn’t take much for you to want to be completely consumed by him. By everything that makes Dominic, Dominic. 

He pulls back, and your hand goes right back to his face. Both your thumbs swipe at the x’s on his lids, and Dom sighs. 

You unwrap your legs from his waist, and you maneuver yourselves under the comforter. Dom still lies on top of you, now in between your legs, head on your chest. You have him held secure in your arms, as he traces patterns on your hipbone.

Every now and then softly snapping the fabric of your panties against it. He leans down to place a tender kiss on your skin, then lifts up to leave one more kiss on your lips. It’s soft and heavy. You have to fight the urge to keep him there. 

You feel his body melt into yours, when he goes back to your chest. His heartbeat begins to slow, stepping into rhythm with yours.

The soft scratching of your nails in his hair, your fingertips dipping inside the top of his shirt to rub at his back. It’s all so warm. 

Whatever was weighing on his shoulders. Whatever was plaguing his mind. Whatever was being said about him, draining his mental and will to succeed in his work. It’s all burned.

Burned away by the warmth only you seem to emit. It comes from your lips when you kiss him. It comes from your arms when you hold him. And it comes from your eyes when you look at him as if he’s the sun and stars. And it’s all for him. 

“I love you too.” He mumbles, leaning up to leave a kiss on the underside of your chin. 

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[vanteguccir]

Can you sing for me? | Chris Sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N is a worldwide famous singer, but her favorite thing in the world is hearing Chris singing just for her.

Warning: None.

Requested?: No.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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When you are a world-famous singer who performs at least once a month, tours every year, models, acts, does interviews, is looked at everywhere by papparazzi and scouts, has articles published about you - often with false information -, it was safe to say that Y/N needed a place to rest, and hers was next to Chris.

Her resting with him was many things: spending hours marathoning mindless movies on the couch wrapped in a fluffy blanket and her boyfriend's arms, or when she could lay on Chris's lap and sink into a new book; sometimes it was when her house shared with the triplets smelled like her favorite cake, or when she spent the day making a new DIY that she found on tiktok...

Y/N was a girl with simple tastes, she didn't need much to be impressed, just a few minutes next to Chris were enough for her to feel like the luckiest girl in the world and finally be able to relax her body completely, getting rid of the adrenaline of having a life as an artist.

Don't get me wrong, Y/N loved her profession, since she was little her biggest dream was to be able to perform in front of a crowd and show her talent, and her fans provided that for her; seeing a sea of ​​people in front of her singing along to a song she composed made her see stars, the adrenaline that coursed through her veins when she picked up her pink microphone and could walk, dance, run and jump around the stage freely while singing the lyrics that referred to important moments in her life was incredible.

But nothing compared to waking up next to Chris in the morning and finding the sleepy face she loved so much along with his husky morning voice, or cooking homemade food for them and receiving a hug from behind that was always accompanied by "I love you so much". No moment in front of interviewers with overpriced magazines compared to when Chris won a round of one of his video games and got up from his chair with an excited scream, running over to where Y/N was and showering her with kisses.

Don't even remind me of the thousands of butterflies that flew together in Y/N's stomach when Chris wrote one of his love letters to her, delivering it along with several sweets and chocolates that she was addicted to - a weekly event in their lives.

Y/N's professional life was hectic and tiring, when she wasn't on a plane going from one country to another, she was in a studio recording a new song, or on a famous program answering very controversial questions.

So, when her busy day's were over and she could simply be Y/N, she would go straight into Chris's arms, where she knew she would receive comfort and security.

And that's exactly what she did today. After a turbulent day in the studio recording her new songs, making wrong high notes and having to redo them, crossing out written verses and rewriting them, the girl just wanted to get home and dive into her boyfriend's arms.

Y/N slowly closed the door to her shared room with Chris, her eyes wandering to the low lights and the almost imperceptible sound coming from the television, which was turned on in a random series.

Chris was already in bed dressed in his pajamas, the fluffy gray blanket covering his body up to his shoulders. He had his eyes almost closed from the intense tiredness, but he seemed to fight against it.

That was another thing that Y/N loved about Chris, regardless of what time she came home, he would always be waiting for her awake - more or less.

The girl walked with light steps to the nightstand on her side of the bed, taking the remote control and turning off the television, complete silence settling in the room.

"Hey, I didn't hear you coming." The brunette's sleepy voice caught Y/N's attention, who turned her face towards him, seeing him still lying in the same position, but with his blue eyes now very much open and looking at her. Probably having "woken up" due to the lack of the background sound.

"Hi my love, I just arrived. I'm just going to take a shower and come to bed with you." Y/N responded in a whisper.

"Okay." He said softly, looking at her from below with doe eyes.

Y/N leaned over the bed momentarily, sealing her lips over Chris' soft ones for a few seconds before getting up again and walking to the bathroom.

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Y/N opened the bathroom door, the steam from the hot shower escaping momentarily as she crossed to the bedroom, already in her pajamas, before closing it again.

She walked slowly to the bed, seeing Chris lying on his side and holding his phone with one of his hands, looking more awake than before - or trying to -, the screen brightness turned to a minimum as his thumb scrolled through his Instagram feed.

Chris lifted his head slightly when he heard her approaching, a lazy smile stretching across his face as he stretched slowly, locking the screen of his phone and briefly placing it on top of his bedside table. He opened his arms, waiting for his girlfriend to lay there.

Y/N returned the smile, lifting the gray blanket and laying down on her side of the bed, snuggling in before burying herself in Chris's arms. She ran her nose down his neck, breathing in the fresh scent of soap on his skin, caressing the sensitive spot with her lips.

His hands circled her shoulders, a sigh of pleasure escaping his lips at the comfort that the warmth post-bath of Y/N's body provided. The girl lifted her left hand, running it through Chris' hair, brushing his bangs out of his eyes.

"How was your day?" Chris asked softly a few seconds later, his blue eyes taking in his girl's tired features.

The deep sigh that escaped her mouth was answer enough for him: tiring.

"Did you eat anything? Are you hungry?" He continued, lifting his right hand - which was previously on Y/N's waist - and taking her left hand from his own hair, bringing it to his lips and sealing the soft skin for a few seconds, keeping his attention on her face.

"I had lunch, honey, I'm not hungry." She replied, a tired smile appearing on her lips at his affectionate gesture.

"Don't you want me to get you a snack? Lunch was many hours ago, kitten." Chris intertwined their fingers, only receiving a shake of her head.

"Can you sing f'me?" Y/N asked in a low, weak tone, her words barely noticeable.

A goofy smile grew on Chris's face, his eyes shining with excitement and love. He adored it when his singer girlfriend asked him to sing for her, it seemed too ironic to be true, but that was exactly what Y/N adored most.

"What do you want today? Rap, pop or rock?" He teased, a soft chuckle escaping Y/N's lips as she rolled her eyes, intertwining their legs together and scooting closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder, placing a little kiss on the region.

"Anything is fine, I just want to hear you sing." She asked, eager to listen her boy's soft voice against her ear.

"Y/N baby, I dedicate this one for you." He joked, a smile on his voice before he started to sing a song that he knew that was one of his girl's favorite. "Stay bugging out, days on end..." Chris began slowly, resting his chin on his girlfriend's head, his voice now sounding hoarse and low, intensifying Y/N's drowsiness. "Days on end."

Her eyes began to flutter closed, her heartbeat calming down as the weight of her shoulders seemed to drain down her body, her limbs relaxing completely.

"Play this often, don't take this shit too seriously." He continued gently, stroking Y/N's back in circles with his left hand, feeling the area lose its previous tension. "Know you get insecure, wish I had more wisdom for you..."

Y/N took a deep breath lightly, allowing her mind to drift off into the world of dreams, Chris's voice becoming muffled and almost null against her ears, but her brain seemed to still register it, using it as a personal tranquilizer.

"Sleep, babe." Chris whispered after singing some more lines, noticing her closed eyes and slightly open mouth.

He pressed his lips to the top of his girlfriend's head, before snuggling closer against her body, allowing himself to sleep, Y/N's slow breathing serving as his favorite lullaby.

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My asks are always open. Feel free to send requests or anything at all 🩷💋

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[itsoutrageouss]

Hey, is it okay if you wrote a story where Elliot fucks the reader in a bathroom while rue and Jules are looking for them? Thank youu❤️❤️

be quiet for me - elliot

pairing: elliot x reader

words: 0,8k

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, slight oral (fem receiving), elliot being a horny mess

—☕️

“Shh baby, gotta be -fuck- quiet for me, m’kay?” Elliot said breathlessly into your ear. He was caging you in as your hands grabbed desperately at the corners of the bathroom wall.

You nodded eagerly, pressing your face into the crook of his neck in an attempt not to make any noise.

Elli couldn’t wait any longer. When you had arrived at Jules’ house for her little birthday get together, you just looked so goddamn fine. His hand was creeping higher and higher on your thigh as all of you were watching a movie and when everyone was distracted with dancing and drinking, he had pulled you aside smoothly.

You were so tight around him now, as he fucked into you over and over again. His thrusts were fast and messy, and you were sure you’d never experienced him this horny ever. He near-whined into your ear, absolutely feral and head over heels for you in this moment.

“Elliot! Fucks sake, y/n! Are you fucking or something? We need you for truth or dare!” Jules and Rue yelled in turns, the sound muffled by the white bathroom door. No one knew you and Elliot had a thing going but he was too horny to be sly tonight.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he moaned your name brokenly. It seemed he was the one that had to be kept quiet, so you placed your hand roughly over his mouth while pushing his head back so he’d look at you. His eyes were watery and pleading, and your hand over his mouth made his eyes roll back and his thrusts impossibly faster. You didn’t reply to the girls as they laughed somewhere downstairs.

Your other hand gripped the edge of the counter he had put you on. His absolute desperateness made you clench around him even tighter, coating his dick is wetness that might even seep onto the tile under you. A thin layer of sweat was glistening on his temple as his hands clawed at your waist, his hips never faulting. “Shit I can’t-“ you whispered, pushing your hips into his now to feel him deeper, faster.

He felt your muscles tighten and his hand flew messily to your wet, puffy clit and rubbed it quickly. Your hand grabbed his wrist and your thighs shook around his hips where his sweats were pushed down. “Fucking cum for me, please,” he ordered, before footsteps where heard outside the door and a loud banging. Horrible timing, because you felt yourself squeeze Elliot’s dick so fucking tight, felt a hot slickness coat him while your heart raced and soft lips were open in a silent moan. You came so fucking hard and Elliot was stunned.

He wanted to reply to Jules’ obnoxious, drunken banging but his hand splayed on the wall instead as he buried his head in your neck, biting down on the apex of your shoulder as he came.

“Two seconds. I- I spilled on my shirt,” you yelled out hastily, breathless and ragged.

“Sure. Just don’t get anything gross on my counter please!” She laughed. “I won’t tell though, I promise”

She smiled to herself before leaving you alone.

Simultaneously you and Elliot breathed out in relief.

“God I’m sick of hiding this,” he muttered from your neck. You pulled his head up by his curls to look at him. When you opened your mouth to ask him what he meant, he pushed his hips flush with yours again, his coarse hair grinding against your oversensitive clit. Your words stuttered over each other into incoherent moaning.

“Fuck I wanna walk back out holding your hand. Please?” He asked softly, breaths still quick and ragged. You felt your heart clench at his request and nodded wordlessly.

“Okay.” You smiled, gasping gently when he pulled out of you. You were about to jump from the counter when you heard the soft of Elliot’s knees hitting the floor.

“So fucking pretty,” he said, voice low and hoarse as his thumb swiped through your wet, slick folds. Your stomach clenched at his words and touch, and he leaned forward to take your clit into his mouth. He sucked carefully while looking up into your eyes, hands on your thighs. You moaned shamelessly this time, not able to look into his intense gaze as your eyes averted to the ceiling.

He gave you a few appreciative kitten licks before getting up and handing you some toilet paper to wiper yourself down. When you had thoroughly cleaned the sink, per Jules’ request, you walked out of the bathroom with Elliot’s warm hand in yours.

#elliot #Elliot smut #elliot euphoria #dominic fike #elliot x reader #elliot x reader smut #elliot smut euphoria #elliot fan fiction #elliot x you #elliot imagine #elliot fanfic #euphoria #euphoria smut #euphoria fanfiction #Dominic fike smut #Dominic fike x reader #dominic fike imagines #dominic fike fan fiction

[h0ttestgrlinm0urgu3]

Dom fucking you in his dressing room before he goes back out on the stage

𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖈 𝖋𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

warnings[ p in v, smut, swearing, unprotected sex ]

you and Dominic have been together for a little over a couple of months now. yes.. its been in secret, but you've been together non the less. decideding to keep your relationship a secret was the best decision for the both of you, it was also extremely fun.

Sneaking off at party's, meeting up in the bathroom, quickys in closets, you also loved the thrill of almost getting caught, especially when Dominic would try to sneak touches in public and whoever your with sees his hand leaving your thingh. your favorite part is the hurried sex though. like now. Dominic was getting ready for his show, was being the main focus of the sentence.

instead Dom decided to fuck you in his dressing room. no big deal, right? well it wasn't, until you realized what time it is. 'fuck domm you go out in 5 minutes' you moan out as he pounds into you from behind. gripping your hips with force that'll leave prints, his mouth hung open as he fucked into you.

'fuckk, baby I know, just need you' he breathed out while what could be mistaken for a whimper left his lips.

he fucked you so good all the time but something was different about this. not wrong, just different.

for instance, you never struggled to have your feet touch the ground, but here you are feet barley grazing the floor with every thrust, nor had you had vision problems, but everytime he pushes that button your vision fills with white spots that can only be described as stars.

'oh my god I'm gonna cum' you whine. Dominic who was to focused looking at the white ring you created around his cock, paid no attention to what you said. moaning at the way he felt you clenching around him.

'can I cum in you baby?' he questions speeding up his pace. moaning at the delicious feeling of his cock hitting your g spot. 'fuck yes! please need it so bad' you moan out eyes rolling back as he continued to fuck into you.

right as someone knocks on the door.

not being able to hold any longer you hurriedly put your hand over your mouth desperate to stay as quiet as you could cumming around Dominic's cock, triggering his orgasm he thrust hard into you as a stage hand informed him through the door that he needed to go out.

looking down at your fucked out face in the mirror and not caring to rush on stage he lazyly fucked his cum deeper in to you.

'God baby we gotta do this more' he laughs slapping your ass as he pulls out, chuckling at your tired form trying to catch your breath as your legs twitched.

#dominic fike x you #dominic fike x reader #dominic fike #elliot euphoria #dominic fike smut #black fanfic writer

[kitc0nn0r]

#dominic fike

[kausstar]

ᯓ ✶ KISS ME HARDER ◞ elliot.

headcanons + ask tags female! reader. nsfw + sfw content. black reader in mind but anyone can read. swearing. speaking of drug usage (smoking). kissing. brief mention of dom-sub dynamic. praise kink.

⟢ elliot as a general boyfriend would be fun. he’s very funny, other worldly conservative, loving, blunt, sarcastic and sweet.

a pure gentleman without trying. holds doors for you, ties your shoes, holds your bags, etc…

does literally everything and anything for you. even if he complains and groans a little, he will do it with a grin.

a flirt, even when you too are in a relationship. just loves messing with you and laughing to himself.

enjoys you and your company. even if you’re sitting in silence, he just loves it.

compliments you a lot. no matter if it’s in the morning or late at night he’s telling you how pretty you look.

favorite place to kiss you is definitely your face. will be so aggravated with it too. kissing you on your eye lids and cheeks.

extremely clingy when high. lays down directly on you just to torment you.

loves being held close to your chest and getting his hair played with. adores falling asleep with you like that.

isn’t really the jealous type and i mean that in he will be, just sometimes. it’s rare if he does because he’s barely paying attention to anything but you if you’re there.

thinks you’re the best thing that has happen to him in a long time and he adores you.

will bring you little trinkets that are absolutely useless but will smile so big about them it will make you want to keep it forever.

takes a lot of pictures with you. you’re his homescreen for sure. it’s probably a really bad picture of you too. he laughs or smiles at it every time he opens his phone.

will call you weird nicknames in weird situations. like if he’s getting something for you he’ll be like “here you are, madam” in a weird accent too.

loves to ramble and laugh when he’s high. will start a argument about which music genre is the best and if aliens are real.

likes silence too. especially when he’s going at his guitar or thinking deep about something.

if you don’t smoke or don’t like it, he’s not tripping at all. he tries his best to keep it away from you or not do it around you at all.

will stare at you for a long period of time, just admiring you and will blame it on the weed.

feels for you so if you get upset, he’s there right away trying to make you feel better. but if you’re mad at him, he’d hate it but he’ll distance himself to give you time to yourself.

loves if you spend the night at his. sexual or not he just loves spending time with you.

if he really misses you, he’ll take a trip to yours and sneak in or just go through the front door.

you buy him an astray and he’s never using it. doesn’t want it to get dirty with ashes aka for what it’s used for.

he would lean against his pillow and watch as rue came into the room, joint in hand, eyes searching for an astray. she spots one on his desk and goes to tap the end of the joint on it to let the ashes fall from the lit tip but he’s quick to say something. “don’t use that one.” rue would be confused but does as he says. “why?” she questions. “she bought it for me,” elliot would reply and rue would grin. “oh!” she’d drown it on. “i will not put my filthy ashes in your beautiful ashtray,” she’d say sarcastically.

started calling you ma’am as a joke but then it started to be a almost everyday thing and now it’s not a joke.

⟢ at school or out in public, he’s just the same but he tries his best to be on his best behavior.

loves to kiss you out in public at random times to see how you react.

likes having a hand on you. it’s not much of a protective thing but of a casual thing. maybe like around your shoulders or around your waist.

will dismiss himself from class early to be at your classroom to walk you to class.

greets you with a hand around your waist and a kiss to your cheek, lips or forehead.

⟢ around friends, there’s a out of teasing and laughing.

rue calls him “lover boy” all the time. almost always in front of you because he loves hates it.

talks about you highly and i know it. especially if you’ve known each other for some years.

loves making out with you in front of rue and jules for a good laugh. seeing them roll their eyes and laugh right along with the two of you is funny all on it’s own.

makes sex jokes about the two of you all the time. brags about how good he fucks you and even goes as far as laying out the scene for whoever is listening.

⟢ when you’re getting down in bed, he’s very light hearted. takes it seriously but doesn’t at the same time.

100% a “for fun” panty stealer. will slip them into his pocket after taken them off of you and will just chuckle to himself.

doesn’t hold his tongue at all. if he wants to fuck you in a random moment he’s definitely telling you in your ear.

eats cunt like a fucking fat kid eats cake. his eyes are closed and he’s in it. makes little jokes here and there but nothing too crazy.

isn’t afraid to hold eye contact when he’s in it. actually prefers for you to look at him more than anything.

will ask you random questions to mess with you when he’s fucking you or eating you out.

“you know,” he’d start, words soft as he pulls away from your cunt. fingers still working into of you. “this reminds me, i really want ice cream,” he’d say, licking his lips of your wetness while watching your chest rise and fall, moans spilling from your mouth. “wanna get ice cream later?” he continued to ramble even after putting his mouth back on you. mouth full of your clit, sucking and licking at it. “elliot, stop— aah— fucking talking, please. you’re gonna make me cum.” he would only grin. “yes, ma’am.”

vocal. a lot of “fuck, baby” and “let me see you”’s.

moans, moans, moans. i just know for a fact he isn’t afraid to let em slip and he knows you like it.

a people pleaser but just for you— so a you pleaser. wants to please you to his best ability.

i think he would enjoy missionary but also doggy. missionary because he would like seeing you and holding eye contact while he would like doggy because he can whisper his weird questions directly into your ear and it’s better to keep up quiet if he’s cousin’s home.

he wouldn’t think of sex as a dom-sub dynamic. don’t think he have any extreme kinks either.

likes when you’re needy though. thinks it’s really cute and he gets to tease you about it later.

takes you anywhere private. a laundry room * wink wink *, in the school bathroom, in someone’s bathroom at a party, doesn’t matter as long as it’s private.

 2023 kausstar.

got a ask for a elliot version soooo here ya go! also got a good drabble idea that will be posted today 😌.

#⋆ 𐙚 ₊ ˚ star #+ it was raining while i was finishing 😌. #+ i love the rain. #elliot imagine #elliot x reader #elliot #elliot euphoria #euphoria smut #euphoria imagine #euphoria #euphoria x reader #dominic fike #dominic fike x reader

[nor-4]

Dominic fike ultimate pussy eater.

"Ohh baby.. I missed this." He moaned as his tongue flickers into your folds, slurping your juices with a mix of his saliva.

He curls his fingers who is knuckles deep into you as you gripped the blanket biting your lips too shy to even make out the sluttiest noise.

"Let it out pretty girl, i wanna hear your sweet noise." he said before moving his fingers to sonic knows faster than a vibrator, making you feel your own juices as he admires how your body twitches from the friction and pleasure.

If he can make you cum in his fingers what more on his dick.

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[ifeeltoofuckingmuch]

NSFW ALPHABET d.f

Requested by anon <3

Warnings: NSFW headcanons, smut.

Dominic fike NSFW headcanons.

Not my gif ^

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A: Aftercare, how are they like after sex?

Dominic is a loving partner during and after sex. You and him will most likely take a warm shower after, then you two would lie down with your head on his chest and legs intertwined. He loves checking up on your and making sure you're okay afterwards.

B: Body part, what's their favorite body part?

Dom LOVES your thighs. Whenever, wherever, he will touch your thighs (ofc if ur okay with it). He loves to place his hands on them, whether its a long road trip or a short drive, or you two are out on date. He loves them.

C: Cum, anything to do with cum.

He LOVES to cum inside of you. Just to feel your warm pussy pulse around him as he cums. He also loves to cum on your face, while you look up at him with your beautiful doll eyes.

D: Dirty secrets/Dirty talk, self explanatory.

I feel like he secretly likes to jerk off in public restrooms?? (Ofc washes his hands before and after).

He is such a dirty talker, and I mean SUCH a dirty talker. He'll whisper the dirtiest things that he's gonna do to you into your ear in public, then he'll take u home and do all those things. He DEFINITELY talks you through your orgasm/orgasms, saying things like "I know" and/or "it's okay, i got you, just let go".

E: Experience, how experienced are they?

He's pretty experienced. He definitely knows what he's doing. One of his best skills is pussy eating. He loves to eat your pussy any chance he gets.

F: favorite position.

He loves missionary, your legs wrapped around his back to pull him closer. He loves to look into your eyes as he pounds you senseless.

G: Goofy, how goofy are they?

He's pretty goofy, he makes jokes here and there. He'll let out giggle or two after he cums or when you squirt. (Lol)

H: Hair, are they well groomed?

He likes to keep it short, but he doesn't mind if you do or not. Whatever your comfortable with.

I: intimacy, are they intimate during sex?

Dominic loves to hold you while y'all are having sex, whether its holding your hand or holding your body close to him while your riding him.

J: Jack off (masturbation) How much do they do it?

He likes to do it, but prefers your hands instead. Whenever he's alone or on tour and horny he decides to call you. If ur not available he probably goes through the pictures and videos you send him and gets off that way.

K: Kinks, what are their kinks?

I'll just list them here.

- I feel like he has a daddy kink??

- not necessarily a kink but I feel like he loves your clit like yes please 🙌🏻

- I'm getting a sense he loves to cuff you. Just something about him being in full control.

- voyeurism?? Like he loves to watch you get off.

- light exhibitionism, like car sex in the back of a parking lot.

L: Location, where is his favorite place to have sex.

He will have sex ANYWHERE, bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, living room, car.. but his favorite is the classic bedroom.

M: Motivation, what turns them on?

Like earlier, your thighs. God he loves them so fucking much. Or you sitting on his lap.

N: No, what they won't do.

He obviously won't hurt you, if he sees blood anywhere he will stop and see if your okay.

O: Oral, do they enjoy giving or getting?

Like I stated earlier, he's such a pro at pussy eating and loves the way you whimper the second he licks at your clit. He enjoys getting head too, hearing you gag around his dick as your eyes fill with tears 😩.

P: Pace, slow or fast?

Depends on how you both feel, if he goes slow it's a very intimate, vanilla moment. If he goes fast, it's a very rough moment where your hands are probably handcuffed while he hits it from the back. 🙌🏻

Q: Quickie, how does he feel about them?

He doesn't mind them, but he enjoys spending more time with you while having sex.

R: Risk, does he take risks during sex?

Like I said he likes to have sex in the car, he gets off on the idea of someone finding out.

S: Stamina, how long can they go?

3/4 rounds on a good day, most of the times probably 2.

T: Toys, do they enjoy using toys?

Yes. He loves to use them on you or himself. Y'all probably have a (small) collection of toys, not to extreme but they still get the job done. (Vibrators, a Fleshlight etc..)

U: Unfair, how much do they tease?

He doesn't tease to much..but he likes to get you going before the sexual acts.

V: Volume, are they vocal during sex?

He is very vocal, he whimpers, moans, groans, all that jazz. He does not hold back.

W: Wild card (random headcanon)

He definitely wakes up hard. Most likely has wet dreams of you.

X: X-ray, what going on down there?

He's above average, he's thick and around 6.5 inches. (Although people think anything under 7 inches to 6 is small it isn't.)

Y: Yearning, how high is his sex drive?

I would say it's pretty normal. He loves sex, especially with you.

Z: Zzz, does he fall asleep quickly after?

Yes, you and him both. Y'all are usually tired out after. You both get cleaned up and lie down. He caresses your hair and you two talk a little before saying your 'i love yous' and 'goodnights'.

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A/N:... I don't know what to say lmfao, first time writing smut in a while, lmk what you all think. Also I saw someone say 20 rounds for stamina 😧 (for someone else) like damn..anyways love yalllll

Tag list: @taintandviolent @lilthbunny @itsznanabanana

#dominic fike x you #dominic fike fan fiction #dominic fike smut #dominic fike #dominic fike x reader #headcanon #alphabet headcanons

[brownskinlemon]

can you write aaaa… dominic fike x reader/gf surprises him after a show overseas and they have sum great ‘i mmissed u’ sex ? 💋✨

pairings: dom/fem!reader gf

word count: 2,047

warnings: smut, multiple 0rg@sms, fluff, swearing

authors not: this was super fun to write! ty for the requests <3

Bass boosted through the venue, an electric guitar riffing in the distance as you watched your boyfriend through a small tv in the green room. You were sitting on the couch, excitedly toying your fingers against the worn leather as you waited for Reed to give you the okay to head to Dominic’s hotel. It was 9pm already, you had been here for an hour, all without Dom’s knowledge. You had to see him perform before heading there to surprise him.

It started with the expected loneliness that filled your apartment when  he left for tour, and then a not-so-silly idea as he joked on the phone.

“I wish you could come see me in New Zealand.” He chuckled, you two talked for a bit more until you decided to pretend to head to bed. As he headed to sound check somewhere in Europe, you stayed up late, searching for the nearest ticket to meet him in New Zealand. It had taken some sneaky conversations with Reed and some planning but you had formulated a plan to surprise him in NZ.

Now, here you were, pulled out of your trance by Reed poking his head into the green room.

“He’ll be off in about 25. Driver’s outside and it’s about a 15 minute drive away.” He smiled softly.

You hopped up, following him down a dark hallway and exiting out through a side door, swiveling your head around as you headed to a blacked out SUV, surprised to find no fans waiting outside the venue.

“They’re on the other side.” Reed chuckled, reading your mind. “Here’s the hotel key. Now shoo!” He joked, urging you into the car.

The ride to the hotel was calm and beautiful, the sights of Auckland keeping you in awe. You arrived at the Sofitel hotel, trying to maintain your composure at how grand and pristine the building was. The lifestyle that Dom had created for you was still too much to take in at times.

After checking in, you headed to the bar to pass time, wanting to give Dominic time to shower. You knew how hard we went at shows, and you figured he’d want to be clean and refreshed to be surprised. The sexual tension that had been laced in you two’s recent texts hinted to you what tonight could look like.

While waiting, you got a text from Reed:

“He headed up to the room about 15 ago, you should be all good to go. Good luck xx.” You were suddenly overcome with nervousness as you made your way to the elevator. You two had been together for about 2 years and you still couldn’t help the nervousness that overcame you when you were reunited with him. You chewed gently on your bottom lip, tapping your foot as the elevator made its way to the penthouse suite. After tapping your key, you gently opened the door, closing it behind you and crossing your fingers in hope that he was still in the shower. As you made your way through the suite, you were met with ever growing sounds of music echoing in the bathroom, paired with the steady pour of the shower. You tiptoed past the bathroom door, making your way to the bedroom, gently closing the door behind you. 

You kicked off your shoes, eyes catching yourself in the mirror, eyes scanning over the tight sundress you had decided on for today. Your eyes scanned over the room, suddenly met with a view that couldn’t be described as anything less than stunning. It was a top floor view, overlooking the whole city, the colorful lights gently illuminating the dim room.

You were taken out of your trance by a sudden deep voice behind you.

“What the fuck” 

You turned on your heels, eyes caught onto Dom in the doorway, clad only in pajama pants and his jaw agape as he tried to register that you were here, right in front of him.

“Surprise…” You said breathlessly with a shy smile, heart racing in your chest as if you were seeing him for the first time.

He strided over to you silently, lifting you up into his large arms, engulfing you in his scent. He dug his face into your neck as you wrapped your legs around his waist, squeezing each other tighter than ever. After a few moments, he placed you on your feet gently, hands laced behind the small of your back as he ogled down at you like a schoolboy with a crush.

“You are fucking insane! How did you pull this off?” His voice slightly raspy from his concert earlier in the night.

“Blame Reed. He’s sneaky and an enabler. I came to him as a joke and he helped me figure it out.” You chuckled, smiling up at him. 

“I missed you so much today you have no idea.” He sighed contently. He leaned forward, kissing you slowly, leaning back a moment later to leave his forehead on yours.

“Is that so? Wanna show me how much?” You slyly remarked, suddenly hyper aware of the desire pooling your insides and raising your temperature.

His eyes shifted between yours, a darkness began to circle them as he realized what you meant. He nodded silently, grabbing your face with his hands and kissing you fervently, almost making your knees buckle. Your tongues danced together and he pulled you up into his arms again, finding the desk near the window to sit you on.

He pulled himself to stand between your legs, grabbing your neck gently and tilting it back for easy access to mark you. He switched between lightly ghosting over your most sensitive spots to littering marks all over your neck, driven on by the whines that left your throat.

He pulled back to scan over your body, hands running up and down your inner thighs..

“This dress looks, really fucking good on you. And it's…” His hand ghosted lightly over your clothed clit, making you gasp. “Easy access.” He smirked innocently at your reaction.

You whined at the loss of contact, hands gripping onto his biceps and eyes pleading up at him. He understood what those whines meant, cueing you to lift up as he gently pulled your panties off, throwing them somewhere in the large room. Your breath stalled in your chest at how he lowered himself onto his knees, keeping eye contact with you as he teased between your inner thighs, extremely close to where you needed him most. 

“Dom please I-” You were suddenly cut off by his pink lips wrapping around your clit, making you let out a high pitched sound at the sudden surge of pleasure, arching up into arms and leaning your head back onto the window behind you.  

You couldn’t help the way your hips grinded up into his tongue that circled you so skillfully, one hand laced in his curls, the other dug into the edges of the desk, desperate to find anything to hold onto. He hummed into you from contentment, enjoying the sounds spilling from your mouth, as you became a babbling mess of moans and echoes of his name. Your eyes rolled back as he slowly and gently worked one, and then two of his long fingers into you, pressing deeply at your g-spot not losing his rhythm between your legs.

Your legs tensed as a coil in your abdomen began twisting and alerting you and him to the way you were about to become undone. 

“Cmon baby...look at me..” He cooed gently, not stalling his pace. You forcefully looked down at him through squinted eyes that were threatening to close at any moment. “Give it to me, pretty girl.” Your breath ran ragged, the way the lights danced across him, the innocent look in his eyes despite what he was currently doing sent you over the edge. Your eyes squeezed together as you thrashed in his arms, coming undone with a series of ragged moans, riding out your high as he began to draw back on his torture between your legs. 

Your head stayed laid back and eyes stayed closed as you attempted to catch your breath. You heard Dominic shuffle to stand up. Your head snapped up and eyes caught onto his as the tip of his length gently rubbed the entrance of the ache between your legs. One hand held the small of your back up while the other held the base of his length. He groaned quietly at the sight of your wetness that had pooled between your legs. He gently let you adjust to his size, working into you inch by inch, eyes trained onto your face to watch for your reactions. You both moaned in unison as his hips met yours, his hands leaning over to the window behind you, hiking your leg up. 

“You feel so amazing my god “ he groaned. His thrusts began gently, rocking into you at a steady pace. You looked up at him, mouth agape, as he coaxed you through it gently. “So p-pretty. Good girl.” 

“Harder Dom- please baby, please.” You begged. He didn’t stall, picking up his pace, the sound of his hips colliding with yours and your increasingly loud moans filled the room. You clung to him, hands around his back as he pounded into you. His lips collided with yours suddenly, the kiss filled with passion.

“I love you..i love you..i love you..” He mumbled desperately against your lips, moving deeper than before.

“I l-love you” You managed to get out through your moans.

He kissed you deeply again, leaning back to gently pull out and flip you to stand on your feet facing the window. You felt his breath ghost over your ear as he whispered gently.

“The view is almost as pretty as you. Wanted you to see it too..” He said, gently smirking at the way your body shivered from the kisses he traced down your neck and  back, gently teasing the tip at your entrance again before sliding back into you, leaving your mouth agape. He gently pressed down on your back, queuing you to relax over the desk. He resumed his earlier pace into you, kneading at your ass that was positioned up to him. One hand made its way around you to grip the sides on your neck, the other finding its way between your legs.

The combination of the delicious pressure on your neck coupled with the circling of your clit left you feeling dizzy and your knees buckling.

“Holy shittt” You whined, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes. If he kept going the way he was, you weren’t going to last for long. Your hand went up to cup his hand around your throat gently.

“Can you give me one more baby? I know you can..c'mon..” He cooed in your ear,relishing in the way that his words made you clench down on him.One particular thrust made you finally come undone for the second time, forcing you up on your tippy toes, eyes rolling back as you cried out Dominic’s name like a mantra.

He finished soon after, pulling out with a gasp, and finishing on the curve of your ass. He leaned over you, placing his head on your shoulder as you stood shivering, trying to come back to reality.

“Good job baby.” He smiled as he kissed your cheek.

You smiled gently as you came to, opening your eyes to fully take in the view in front of you.

“What happened to your fear of heights?” You toyed, turning in his arms. 

“Fear of heights can’t beat the orgasm I just had not gonna lie.” He deadpanned, making you weakly laugh. He scooped you up, forcing you to pee while he ran you two a bath, shortly making both of your ways to relax in the water with your back against his chest.

“I feel lucky, so many girls wish they could have.. that but only got an autograph.” You smiled lazily

“Oh trust me you got a few signatures of your own” He smirked, pointing at your neck “Seven to be exact.”

You jokingly rolled your eyes. Relaxing against him, you were just grateful to be back in his arms again.

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[strawb3rryscorpio]

Saw your recent post saw a Dominic fike tag maybe dating headcannons?

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

most romantic mf on the planet. i mean weekly date nights, flowers and gifts at random times. he insists he does all that because he wants to make up for the time he spends in the studio and you really can’t complain with 2k hanging from your neck

pet names!!!!! and from the both of you. you will almost never call each other by your actual name. also it’s literally anything from babe, baby, love, sweetheart, honey.

backtracking to date nights. if it’s something more casual, you will catch a movie and then go out for dinner or you’ll walk around town and window shop. if it’s something formal though, you’ll get dressed up and eat out at a fancy restaurant and then explore the area afterwards talking about anything and everything.

he would get you to listen to his new music before anyone else would. and in all honesty he only really considers and trusts your opinion on what he should release.

you would be his number one supporter no matter what project he was working on. you’d attend as many shows as possible and watch from backstage or even in front of barricade, sometimes. you’d also go to visit him on set if he was filming something, which he’d really enjoy.

while on the topic of music, he is definitely the master of writing tacky songs and then playing then on the guitar you both know it’s cringey but deep down you absolutely love it.

like he’ll notice you being down one day and he’ll tell you to give him five minutes, and before you know it, he’s back and singing some lyrics about how beautiful you are and how he hates when you’re down.

dumb arguments about dumb things are a give. whether it’s about a missing sweater or who has to do the dishes. no matter what though, he will be the first to apologize. (he’s for that princess treatment)

he’s also pretty jealous but it’s like he’s execute it in a toxic or harmful way. he knows his limits and he knows he trusts you but sometimes he cannot help but start imaginary beef with any man that makes conversation with you.

you’d be the IT couple at every event with your matching outfits every time!!! anytime you attend an event together the pictures end up blowing up on social media.

you’d be everyone’s favourite/comfort couple. every time you post some dumb tiktok with him, it’ll end up going viral with tons of likes and comments.

he’s very clingy and i stand by that. your doing laundry? he’s following you around. at an event? he’s trailing behind you. even to the bathroom. you’re running errands? he’s up and ready to go.

you’d assume the clinginess would get annoying at times, but you absolutely love it.

enjoying the most mundane activities together. like folding laundry, cooking, and doing your skincare.

he’s is 100% the type to say that a moment is cute out loud and ruin the moment. it makes you laugh out loud every time he does it.

you’ll be sitting out on the balcony smoking a joint and he’ll say something around the lines of, ‘this is like out of a movie’. you’ll laugh but you agree. ‘dom, when you say it out loud, it ruins it!’

while on the topic of smoking, you guys spend every saturday night out on the balcony smoking a joint or hitting a bong and just talking about random shit and giggling the entire time.

posting each other all the time. he’s always posting cute pictures of you on his story and feed and you’ll post cute pictures of you two together.

his family would absolutely adore you. you’d spend girls day with his little sister quite often. you and his mom would call each other often and talk about anything.

he’s really sensitive even though he might not seem like it. you always watch him closely at events or even during nights out with friends to see if anything is bothering him or if someone’s pissing him off. to you, he’s very easy to read and you know exactly what to do.

you are also so open with each other about every little thing. you’re the definitely the couple that tells each other the tiniest little details about your day. you’ll get texts from each other like ‘just ate an apple’, ‘i put chia seeds in my smoothie’. and just cute things like that.

bomb. ass. sex. do i even need to elaborate??? it’s just so good and keeps you both happy and the relationship super healthy.

super touchy too!! throughout the day he has to have a hand on your boob, thigh, over your shoulder, or on your hip. literally anywhere at all times.

being the ushy gushiest couple ever !!!

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h speaks🪽: i am obviously speaking from experience. i hope you enjoyed and be sure to request anything you’d like!!! appreciate anyone who reads my work it means a lot 💝

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[hailucy]

A Silent Home | d.f

pairing: dominic fike x reader

summary: You come home to a quiet house.

warning: half a suggestive line(he gets cut off midway)

words: 336

taglist: none this time but comment if you want to be added to any future ones and pleaseeee send some requests!!!

a/n: heyyyy here's this little thing i wrote in my boredom. the summary is quite short but thats just cus its a short thing so i didnt want to give a way too much but tadaaaa here you go.

"Dominic! I'm home!"

Silence meets your shouts as you enter you and Dominic's shared home. He had not told you he was going anywhere, so you assumed he would still be in the house. You had looked down at the row of shoes next to the front door and none were missing however that still did not mean he had not left.

"Dom? Baby..." You say loudly as you walk to the living room and look around at the empty yet cosy living room. Decor hung from the ceilings while awards and photos covered the wall. Pictures of you and Dom during his tour, pictures of you with his family, and pictures of kisses shared between you two. A small smile covered your face as you took out your phone to text Dom while walking around the back of the couch to sit down.

Just as soon as you were about to sit, a small yelp came from underneath you causing you to scream and back away. A startled Dominic, who had been slouching on the soft couch and now was sitting upright, had taken off his headphones and looked up at you in shock.

"When did you come back?" he exclaimed.

"Um right now, did you not hear me?" you asked a little flabbergasted since you had previously been shouting his name.

"No... I was listening to some music..."

He then just burst into laughter which had you a little confused, seeing as you had just had the scare of your life. His butterfly causing laugh turned into a little smirk as you questioned what he was laughing at.

"You nearly sat on me," he stated.

"Hahahah. Hilarious," you say sarcastically as you make you way to sit down.

"You could've just asked"

"What?"

"If you could sit on my fa-"

A pillow hit him straight in the face which sent him careening into the pillows behind him. Muffle laughter erupted from behind the pillow putting a smile on your face as you joined him.

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[persephonesbody]

the weekend: part i, elliot x reader

୨୧ the weekend masterlist synopsis: in which he's in a relationship but still has you wrapped around his finger... but only on the weekend warning(s): infidelity/cheating, angst, arguing, lying, implied makeup sex, delusion (reader is just like meeee lmao). author's note: you sayyy youuu got a girllll, how you want me? how you want me when you got a girlll?? let me know if you all would like a part two :) (edited as of 12.30.23) wc: 1.2k

"What's on your mind?" He asked, pulling your head out of your thoughts.

You caught yourself doing that a lot lately. Taking the time to step back and do some hardcore reflecting. It was apparent that the person that you were becoming was beginning to cause conflict in your life.

When you started fooling around with Elliot, it hadn't occurred to you that what you two were doing was wrong. He'd done such a good job at convincing you that your loyalty didn't lie with his girlfriend.

I mean, you two hardly knew each other. All you knew was that he quickly grew fond of the girl two weeks after he transferred to East Highland. About a month after that, they were dating. 

But Elliot was a liar. And a good one.

You met him at a party and caught him right in the middle of a personal smoke sesh. He asked you if you wanted to take a hit, and you obliged. Next thing you knew he was tonguing you down in a dimly lit bathroom, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

At that point, you had no clue about his relationship. That night led to steamy rendevous, and soon enough it became frequent. Every weekend, he would hit you up at midnight and then pick you up. What happened after that was unspeakable. 

That lasted about a month before you finally found out about her.

You overheard her and Maddy talk about their relationship, and you were vexed, to say the very least. Swearing up and down, when you confront Elliot about his secret relationship, you won't let up and cut him off for good.

You swore but didn't hold yourself to the swear. The minute he began to rest his case, he confided in you about how bored he was with his relationship and how he did like her but felt like he wasn't taking their relationship as seriously as she was. 

He promised that he was going to break up with her soon.

A smart person would just call him a liar and leave him alone... right?

Wrong. You fell for his lies and now here you were. Saturday night, tangled in his sheets while he smoked a joint and played tunes off of his guitar. 

"You." You responded.

He glanced up from his guitar to look at you, "Me?"

You nodded, your eyes moving from his to the nail you were picking, "You and... her."

You heard a deep sigh escape his lips, "I told you that I'm breaking up with her."

"You tell me a lot of things, Elliot."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Your eyes rolled, staring at his face, "It means that you tell me things that I'm supposed to believe, but I don't. Not anymore."

He's stuck. He's confused. He didn't think that you would bring this conversation up, as it was an unspoken rule between the two of you not to argue over his relationship.

Mostly because he didn't want to account for fiddling with two girls' emotions, all while trying to have his cake and eating it too.

But you were fed up. You wanted Elliot to yourself, and it was eating you up inside knowing that you only were allowed access to him on the weekends.

"Why won't you just break up with her? You say that you're not happy and that you're dissatisfied with your relationship yet you still stay with her. Why?"

The questions were coming up like word vomit. It was as if once you started, you couldn't stop. All the emotions that you had bottled up inside were starting to fizzle out, and you figured that now was the time to address his betrayal.

You didn't even realize that he was now standing up, inching closer to you and your face with his hand. His demeanor was nurturing and confused. It made you wonder what was about to come out of his mouth.

“Y/N, I love you. You know that,” he started, “I just… can’t be with you right now. I like what we’re doing. It’s simple.”

What the fuck?

Simple. That statement alone was enough to make your heart drop. 

He caressed your cheek and then placed a soft kiss on it. Then he turns away and heads to the bathroom.

What the fuck?????

All you could utter was “Are you serious?” which you meant to say in your head, but it blurted out with such disgust lacing your tone.

He ignored you and a moment later you heard his pee hit the water in the toilet. You roll your eyes again and inch near the bathroom door, awaiting his departure. The sink runs, assuming that he is washing his hands and then the door opens. 

For the life of you, you could not read the expression on his face. You wondered what was going on in his head and why he was treating you this way. You wondered so much to the point where that was the question that you blurted out.

“Treating you like what? I thought I made it clear what this was.” He gestures between the both of you, “We fuck on weekends. I don’t understand why you expected anything else out of me.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re the one who proposed the idea of us fucking around. You’re the one who initiated this whole thing and promised me that you were going to break up with her. Don’t try to flip this shit on me.”

He plopped on the edge of his bed and you stood in front of him with your arms folded.

“I’m not flipping anything, sweetheart,” He smirked and chuckled, adding fuel to the fire, “I like it when you get all mad at me,” His hand reached for your hip and he pulled you into his lap, then placed soft kisses along your neck. 

You pushed your hands against his chest slightly, “Elliot stop. We’re having a conversation.”

He sighed, dropping his hands, “I’m sorry, it’s just I can’t continue this thing we have going on if we argue all the time. Now do you want to talk about my girlfriend or do what you came over to do…” his voice trailed off as his fingers went back to massaging your sides, then cupping your butt. 

He squeezed your cheek softly and stared at you with his low, red eyes and his lip between his teeth, waiting for you to respond, “Hmm? Do you still want to talk?”

Your lips parted, lingering for something to come out, yet nothing did. Instead, he leaned in and sucked on your bottom lip before kissing you deeply. 

This is how it went every time. You would ask him about her and he would avoid accountability by trapping you in his seductive web. It was like clockwork. And you always fell for it.

You couldn’t even feel sorry for yourself anymore, because you knew that he was going to continue to lie. 

At this point, you were fully aware of what you were getting into with him, and you were starting not to care. And at this point, you were willing to put everything on the line if it meant you still got to have a little piece of him on the weekend.

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[dwntwn-strnlo]

ASK helping dominic relax after a show ( not requested )

★ blurb!

↳ idk how i got this from a convo about his hair but its whatever

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"how was your show?" you ask, your voice soft in comparison to the voices of his fans, screaming his lyrics back at him. you slide a thin headband over his forehead, pushing back his dark curls.

he had just gotten back to the hotel, and you could tell he was much more tense and loopy than usual. so you figure a nice night of self care could help him ease up a bit.

"a lot," he mumbles, eyes closed as he eases into your palm. "my mic broke halfway through the show so i had to yell the rest of '3 nights' while they got it fixed."

"yeah?" you gently massage hydrating lotion into his skin with your thumbs. "im sorry that happened," you sigh.

dominic shrugs lightly, opening his eyes to meet your gaze as you slip one of your hands to the nape of his neck. carelessly winding his curls through your fingers. you lean forward to press a soft kiss to his forehead. he wraps his arms around you, relaxing into your arms while you play with his hair.

"do you care if we just go to bed? do this another day?" he asks lazily. his voice hazy, wound with fatigue.

running a hand up and down his back, you nod. "whatever you want love."

meeting your eyes, he gives you a loopy grin. "good because i was gonna sleep anyway." earning a gentle laugh from you.

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[kanpaeki]

acai bowl - dominic fike x reader

gif belongs to @catrawrites, i believe! thank you. this was requested. 846 words, we're slowly gettin' up there. this was not proofread, my bad. just wanna get this out. love y'all <3333

warnings: slightly nsfw.

x

being with dominic from the beginning wasn't easy. there was always someone in your ear telling you that he was always going to end up back in jail and that he was no good; that moving on was the best option for you. but you were stubborn, you couldn't find it in yourself to give up on him. on your relationship. he'd done too much for you with what little he had at the time. visits as often as you could, putting money on the phone when you could, you stuck it out with him. for him. you couldn't imagine leaving him when he needed you most.

and those 'friends' that tried to tell you to leave him, boy were they embarrassed now. not that you bragged about it, but when he got you those prada shoes you'd been eyeing, you couldn't help but wear them any opportunity that people would see them. you couldn't help it. you were proud. he worked so hard. he was handed so many bad cards but he was determined to get a full house and he was successful. he promised you this, promised his family this, promised himself this. he deserved every good thing headed his way.

waking up with him was so sweet. the way the sun peeked through the shades, just enough to have sunbeams hitting his tan skin that you fawned over. tattooed beautifully with things that meant the most to him. his lanky self tangled with you, limbs absolutely everywhere. he took up all the space in the bed damn near, but you didn't care.

you'd spent the last night on a flight to florence, italy to be with him. things weren't good when he left and he spent most of his travelling trying to make things right, texting and calling whenever he had signal or wifi. it wasn't a big issue but you know he felt bad and was just trying to make sure you were okay. so when he offered to fly you out, you took the next few days off of work using your pto to go spend time with him. as soon as you touched down, he was there to hug you and take you all in as if he hadn't seen you in days. you'd worn his favorite sundress on you. it was comfortable enough for the plane so you figured why not.

"i packed two of your favorite wines. did you make any plans?" you had grinned up at the boy, who just nodded his head. his eyes were shimmering with happiness and he buried himself in you, wrapping his long arms around you. in your skin, he muttered a soft 'yeah,' to which you responded, "look at you thinking ahead."

just eight hours ago, he whisked you away to the rental car and drove through the streets of florence, holding your hand every moment he could. eventually, he decided to park and walked you through the stores and gift shops he wanted you to see, treating you to everything you didn't have the heart to ask for. but he knew you well, watching for your eyes to widen at a bag or a pair of shoes. you got matching italian charm bracelets and dined at the best pizzeria you think you've ever been to before you made it back to the villa he was staying in, your feet so sore.

you were tired last night but you knew the last bit of energy would be spent in the bed with dominic. he undressed quickly but he took his time with you, kissing the skin as he gently pulled you free from your sundress and undergarments. he treated you first, going down on you with very clear intentions. he apologized again and again as he made you writhe underneath him, making you forget you had ever fought with him before the trip. ending the night with him inside you was the best part of it all, no matter what he had bought you hours before. looking into those brown eyes while you both used each other, bodies as close as possible. even once you had both reached your highs, he stayed inside you and you fell asleep that way.

hair a mess on the pillow, you brushed your face free of the strands, blinking your eyes and looking over at dom, gently patting his arm to wake him up. he blinked and buried himself in you further, making you chuckle and manuever yourself so you were facing him. kissing his shoulder down to his collarbone, nipping at the tender skin with your teeth, he groaned at your touch.

"thank you," was all you muttered, hands running down his side, across his waist and resting on his back. he kissed into your neck, humming softly before his breath slowly evened out and you knew he was asleep again. he made sure you were taken care of, even when you didn't ask for it and you made sure he knew you appreciated it. he was yours, no which way about it.

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[kausstar]

— ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ spotless mind , elliot .

no characteristics of reader besides the reader wearing lip gloss. black reader in mind but anyone can read. smoking. swearing.

the room was covered in a cloud of smoke as you held your latest puff of weed in your mouth, eyes low from your past drags of the drug. elliot, who was laid on your lap, watched as you blinked slowly and your glossy lips part to release the smoke from between them. his eyes continued to be glued on them until you speak. “el or elly?” you ask as your free hand played in his soft hair. “which ever. i like both,” he shrugs, taking the joint from your hand to take a drag of it, but it doesn’t make it to his mouth because he takes notice of the shiny ring around the butt of it.

back resting against his pillows, your mind continues to think about your question— not noticing his staring gaze on it. "elly is more of a jules thing, right? i like el better," you ramble on, eyes finally looking down after coming to a conclusion on your own. you’re confused when you catch him twisting the joint in between his fingers, grin spread on his face as he does so. you couldn’t understand what was so funny about it.

“what? something wrong?” you asks, eye brows pinched in worry as your hand stops massaging his scalp. he’s quick to look over at you after hearing your voice but his grin grows into a smile at the looks of you. “no,” he shakes his head before he places it into his mouth and takes a drag. you were still confused on why he was smiling so hard until he blows the smoke from his mouth slowly and speaks up again. “your lip gloss tastes really good, by the way,” he teases, gesturing the blunt over to you with a grin and you don’t understand at first until you notice the glossy ring.

“sorry, want me to wipe it off?” you reply nervously making him chuckle and reassure you with a shake of his head. “it’s cool,” he replies, eyes sharing a glance between your eyes and lips. his look doesn’t go unnoticed by you before he rambles on, “i like it. reminds me of you.”

you roll your eyes at his comment. “you’re so fucking corny, you know that?” you ask, head tilted to copy his laying position.

“really?” he squints at you as if he’s confused, smile giving away his teasing intentions. “i didn’t notice.”

 2023 kausstar.

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