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thcfantasyfactory · 2 years

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I currently have muse for these specific muses, message me if you have any interest in doing something with any of them!

Girls

Carmen Hernández Age: 18-27 Personality: Bold, Adventurous, Affectionate, Reckless, Hypersexual, Bratty Favorite Kinks: Throat Fucking, Size Queen, Choking, Cheating, Free Use, Begging, Bondage, Biting, Dom/Sub, Hair Pulling, Gangbangs, Edging, Facials, Spanking, Creampies, Deepthroating, Blindfolds, Public Sex, Double Penetration, Daddy Kink FC: Cierra Ramirez

Chloe King Age: 18-26 Personality: Passionate, Alluring, Playful, Bratty, Impatient, Needy Favorite Kinks: Facials, Creampies, Facesitting, Double Penetration, Biting, Cheating, Throat Fucking, Older Partners, Choking, Gangbangs, Face Slapping, Size Queen, Hair Pulling, Edging, Free Use, Daddy Kink, Deepthroating, Public Sex, Begging, Dom/Sub FC: Dove Cameron

Luna Rookwood Age: 19-23 Personality: Bubbly, Empathetic, Passionate, Clumsy, Gullible, Passive Relations: Donovan (Brother) Favorite Kinks: Video/Photography, Spanking, Aftercare, Free Use, Dom/Sub, Cheating, Daddy Kink, Taboo Relationships, Facesitting, Hair Pulling, Facials, Deepthroating, Creampies, Throat Fucking, Double Penetration, Edging, Older Partners, Toys, Begging, Public Sex FC: Olivia Rodrigo

Erin Barbosa Age: 18-27 Personality: Clever, Independent, Confident, Selfish, Judgemental, Bossy Favorite Kinks: Bondage, Gangbangs, Blindfolds, Homewrecker Kink, Throat Fucking, Edging, Public Sex, Cheating, Taboo Relationships, Hair Pulling, Double Penetration, Heels, Biting, Temporary Marks, Dom/Sub, Older Partners, Spanking, Name-Calling, Facesitting, Daddy Kink FC: Camila Mendes

Blair Suárez Age: 20-31 Personality: Bold, Charismatic, Hypersexual, Aggressive, Jealous, Spoiled Relations: Calliope (Sister) Favorite Kinks: Size Queen, Spanking, Bondage, Biting, Deepthroating, Creampies, Name Calling, Cuckolding, Double Penetration, Facials, Throat Fucking, Free Use, Choking, Public Sex, Cheating, Hair Pulling, Daddy Kink, Gangbangs, Facesitting, Older Partners FC: Alexa Demie

Hazel Underwood Age: 18-24 Personality: Compassionate, Romantic, Sensitive, Introverted, Depressive, Indecisive Relations: Daphne (Sister) Favorite Kinks: Edging, Name-Calling, Size Queen, Facials, Choking, Double Penetration, Spanking, DD/lg, Deepthroating, Creampies, Dom/Sub, Blindfolds, Free Use, Aftercare, Bondage, Daddy Kink, Facesitting, Begging, Hair Pulling, Throat Fucking FC: Maude Apatow

Penelope Dao Age: 18-25 Personality: Bubbly, Creative, Optimistic, Indecisive, Anxious, Clingy Favorite Kinks: Begging, DD/lg, Daddy Kink, Cock/Pussy Worship, Overstimulation, Dom/Sub, Biting, Exhibitionism, Hair Pulling, Spanking, Aftercare, Facesitting, Edging, Free Use, Lingerie, Sensation Play, Toys, Clothed Sex, Collars, Fingering/Handjob FC: Lana Condor

Daphne Underwood Age: 18-24 Personality: Affectionate, Forgiving, Cheerful, Insecure, Needy, Impulsive Relations: Hazel (Sister) Favorite Kinks: Dom/Sub, Breast Play, Double Penetration, Hair Pulling, Creampies, Older Partners, Daddy Kink, Homewrecker Kink, Name-Calling, Deepthroating, Edging, Free Use, Begging, Choking, Taboo Relationships, Facials, Gangbangs, Breeding, Lingerie, Aftercare FC: Sydney Sweeney

Boys

Phoenix Hartman Age: 25-32 Personality: Confident, Witty, Ambitious, Hypersexual, Noncommittal, Blunt Relations: Sage, Phoebe, and Wesley (Siblings) Favorite Kinks: Edging, Cock/Pussy Worship, Free Use, Stigmatophilia, Bondage, Public Sex, Begging, Temporary Marks, Deepthroating, Cheating, Throat Fucking, Biting, Video/Photography, Choking, Threesomes, Cuckolding, Toys, Hair Pulling, Name-Calling, Dom/Sub FC: Machine Gun Kelly

River Kalani Age: 35-42 Personality: Charismatic, Witty, Confident, Hypersexual, Noncommittal, Reckless Favorite Kinks: Begging, Younger Partners, Cuckolding, Aftercare, Bondage, Facesitting, Choking, Free Use, Dom/Sub, Public Sex, Breeding, Temporary Marks, Hair Pulling, Facials, Biting, Deepthroating, Throat Fucking, Daddy Kink, Edging, Cheating FC: Jason Momoa

Wesley Hartman Age: 18-24 Personality: Confident, Loyal, Attentive, Blunt, Intense, Proud Relations: Sage, Phoebe, and Phoenix (Siblings) Favorite Kinks: Video/Photography, Cock/Pussy Worship, Throat Fucking, Biting, Deepthroating, Clothed Sex, Hair Pulling, Facesitting, Creampies, Name-Calling, Choking, Dom/Sub, Threesomes, Squirting, Spanking, Lingerie, Public Sex, Edging, Temporary Marks, Free Use FC: Jacob Elordi

James Galloway Age: 28-34 Personality: Charismatic, Ambitious, Intelligent, Cynical, Proud, Impatient Relations: August (Brother) Favorite Kinks: Stockings, Bondage, Squirting, Blindfolds, Threesomes, Begging, Lingerie, Cuckolding, Dom/Sub, Cock/Pussy Worship, Spanking, Facesitting, Hair Pulling, Creampies, Public Sex, Sensation Play, Breast Play, Ass Worship, Edging, Deepthroating FC: Regé-Jean Page

Andrew Goodwin Age: 35-42 Personality: Loyal, Affectionate, Laidback, Gullible, Insecure, Repressed Favorite Kinks: Dom/Sub, Edging. Heels, Clothed Sex, Hair Pulling, Lingerie, Younger Partners, Cock/Pussy Worship, Ass Worship, Fingering/Handjob, Facesitting, Breeding, Deepthroating, Squirting, Daddy/Mommy Kink, Taboo Relationships, Aftercare, Breast Play, Collars, DD/lg FC: John Krasinski

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machinegunbun · 3 years

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Hi, can you finish that blurb? Just curious

ok ok hold your death threats everyone :)

tw:smut, obviously. throwing up and Painal too ig, but also if you saw the first part of this blurb Colson mentions “making sure it hurts.” so we’re going by implied consent in this one. Some shit may be a little morally eh (as pimping your girlfriend out to your best friend goes) but its all in the name of smut so if youre not into it then just pretend it didnt happen? If that makes sense? okay have fun drink water

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shutting the door behind him, you hear a faint click as he twists the lock. Your eyes go wide as you look up at him from your place on the bed, mouth propped slightly open by the shiny red ball.

Rooks hand is already massaging his hard cock through his jeans as he admires the sight infront of him, his free hand coming up to brush a piece of hair from your face.

You just can’t help but look, your eyes trailing down to where his hand is stroking himself through the rough confines of his jeans

Flipping you on all fours. He doesnt bother to take off your skirt, opting to flip it up and out the way. You feel the tip of his dick against your entrance, a small pain as he tries to push himself in your tight hole and the shaft of his cock as it slips.

After a few attempts he gives in with a sigh, his thumb slipping into your ass, bending it when he reaches the hilt. A moan comes from your throat at the new and slightly intrusive feeling.

It took him putting two fingers in your tight hole, switching from his thumb to pointer and middle finger and pumping in and out for a few minutes each before he managed to fit himself inside you.

It hurt, but in a good way. You could feel him stretching you as he pumped in and out, but you liked knowing you were making him feel good at your own expense. Plus, the noises coming from him only worked to make you wetter. Laying down a bit so your back was arched, you reach under your body and play with your clit, moaning at the release of tension that had built in the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck, has Colson ever had your ass before?” He asks, a blush coming over your face. You go to respond verbally, quickly reminded of your current handicap. You shake your head, made slightly difficult by the grip Rook had on your hair. Groaning at your response, his thrusts increase in pace, along with your whimpers, your pleas quickly silenced by the shiny red ball in your mouth.

“Tell me how much it hurts.” He demands, removing the gag from your mouth and sliding it down to your neck, using it like a leash to pull you back towards him.

“Fuck,” you gag, getting used to the feeling of your newly empty mouth “It hurts. I can feel you stretching me.” Whimpering as you make eye contact with him, his eyes full of lost as they trail down your body, grip on the gag wrapped around your neck tight as his gaze lands on your fingers playing with your clit.

“Oh, but you like it? Colson’s right, you are a dirty little slut, and you’re getting exactly what you deserve.” He hums, whispering in your ear “You know, I actually felt bad for a minute, punishing your tight little asshole, but the whole time you were getting off on it. You slut” his tone so accusatory as he releases his hold on your gag, letting you fall to the bed.

“Do you think Colson would be mad if he knew I played in your tight little hole before he got the chance? That I fucked you in your tight little asshole and you liked it. That you’re such a horny little slut you’d let me go against his wishes.” Rook moans, placing a harsh smack to your ass while he relentlessly pounds away, his middle and pointer finger hooking into your mouth and pulling back.

“He’d kill us.” He groans, his pace quickening as he chases his orgasm “M’not gonna cum in you.” he hums, choking on his words “M’not gonna cum in your ass, okay? Colson will never know. And you’re not gonna tell him, yeah? Just gonna be our little secret.” He whispers, hot breath fanning over your neck as he moves a piece of hair from your face

“Ride me.” He says, breathless and laying back in bed, his hard member standing straight. You’re ontop of him, facing the door when you feel his hand come across your ass once more.

Reaching back, you wrap your hand around his hard cock, watching as he admires your body, his hand coming up to squeeze your breast. Lining him up with your hole, you sink down slowly, a small whimper falling from your lips. Rook groans at both the feeling and your reaction to taking him in your ass, your hips lightly bouncing against him. His gaze locked on your tight asshole taking him, the way it squeezes around his cock, the way you whine everytime you take all of him.

Rooks hands come up to grip your hips, pushing and pulling you to maintain the pace, forcing you to take him again and again and again. Soon his heels are digging into the bed and he’s thrusting inside you, eager to reach his high.

“Fuck, m’gonna cum. Get off me.” He says, not strong enough to pull out himself. You gladly do as he says, slowly turning around to face him, your asshole empty and burning, completely used. You relished in the feeling, knowing that you’d have to deal with it long after he’d came.

The thought that he had just used your asshole and didn’t even bother to cum, causing you so much pain only to pull out at the last second. Fuck, was it hot. You were completely his and there was nothing you could do about it. He could do whatever he wanted to you and you weren’t allowed to object. His toy, his fuck thing, whatever he needed to reach his high. You could cry and beg for Colson, but it didn’t matter, he wouldn’t stop until he was done with you.

Rook took a moment to catch his breath, his abs lifting up and down as he attempts to slow his heart rate.

“Get on the floor.” He says simply, breaking the silence. Doing as your told, you feel your knees hit the carpeted floor, glancing up at him for further direction.

“By the wall.” He says. You crawl over slowly, your knees dragging against the floor as you make your way. Standing on your knees, you let your back rest against the wall, staring intently as he makes his way over to you.

He pulls your arms up over your head, ripping the shirt from your body and tangling his fingers in your hair, pulling back so you’re looking up at him, watching as he strokes his cock. Pushing down on at the base, he rubs his tip across your tongue before pushing all the way in. He falls into pace quickly, throat fucking you, gagging as you feel him hit the back of your throat with nowhere to go, trapped between the wall and his hips.

Your head bumps lightly against the wall as he thrusts into your throat. You try your best not to gag, but his thrusts are relentless. You try to warn him by tapping on his leg, but he’s too lost in his own pleasure to notice. It’s not until you have an especially loud gag that he realizes what’s happening, a smirk coming across his face as he continues his actions.

“Is that too much? Are you having trouble breathing. Huh? can’t hear you through all that gagging. Lemme see, are you touching yourself again, slut?”

It’s not long before you feel something start to come up your throat. You can’t tell if Rooks actions are purposeful or not, so once again you try to warn him

“Are you gonna throw up on my dick? Good.” he hums in response, pulling a trashcan over quickly. You bend over it, throwing up in to the plastic bag within.

“Keep fucking going.” He says, pulling you back into place, sliding back down your throat. You continue to suck his dick, shakily. The burning in your asshole from being stretched and the burning from your throat starting to take a toll on you.

Just when you think maybe you can’t do it anymore you feel him spurting down your throat, swallowing his load hastily. Rook remains full submerged in your mouth for a moment before pulling out, his head hung back in pleasure.

“Oh shit, are you okay?” He asks, laughing a bit, his hand coming down to support your chin. The action was soft and sweet in complete contrast to the last thirty minutes.

“Yeah, im good.” You squeak

“Awh, let me go get you some water. Poor thing.” He says, throwing on a pair of pants and making his way to the kitchen. Colson must’ve seen him leave, because he made his way into the room, his eyes falling on the bed first, eyebrows furrowing when he saw you weren’t there. His eyes begin to scan the room, eventually landing on you.

“Oh, hey.” He greets softly, making his way over to you “what are you doing over here? Did you throw up?”

“Rooks a fucking freak.” You reply, wiping your mouth. Colson snorts softly at this, picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom. The bath was already all set up for you, bubbles and all.

“Clean up real quick and then we can cuddle.” He says, placing a kiss on your cheek as he allows you to stand on your own “Need any help?”

“No, thank you.” You reply, climbing into the bath.

Eventually, you were out and dry, wrapped up in blankets next to Colson while he rubbed your back, Rook sitting at the end of the bed.

“Wait, so what all did ya’ll do.” He asks, straining his neck a bit to look over at you.

“I dunno,” you blush, burying your face in his shoulder “we fucked.” Both of the boys laugh softly

“Yeah we just like- Fucked,” Rook laughs again as he explains “she blew me for a little bit.”

“That’s it? She just, like, blew you?”

“Nah, I mean, we did anal at first.” Rook admits, Colson’s jaw dropping in shock as he looks over at you.

“You didn’t tell me you were into that.” He says softly, pouting. You glance down at Rook, who’s rubbing his eye “I’m not mad, I just didn’t know it was something you’d be into.”

“That’s okay, now that he knows he’ll be sure to use that information to his advantage.” Rook adds, smirking.

“Yeah, exactly.” Colson laughs, booping you on the nose and taking a moment to look at you before placing a kiss there aswell.

“Alright I’ll leave you guys to that, i’m tired.” Rook says, yawning and stretching as he stands up.

“Really? It’s only 12Am, you never go to bed this early.” You say, glancing over at the digital clock next to you and colson’s shared bed.

“What can I say, you tired me out.” He winks, getting hit in the back of the head with a pillow as he goes to leave.

“Hey, watch it.” Colson jokes, “and give us our pillow back, please.” He continues, mumbling the last part.

~*~taglist~*~

@kidtheekid @cclynn88 @lonerlee @friedwangsss @rumoured-whispers @nichmeddar @sunflowerbebe107

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storiesforallfandoms · 4 years

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too rough ~ machine gun kelly

word count: 1714

request?: yes!

@colsonbakerxxxxxx “Can you do a smuttty af one with the reader x MGK, like really smutty lol but Kells was extra rough and the reader was trying to hold on but at the end she couldn’t take it so she called out the safe word? Then Kells feels really bad and does the proper aftercare (bath, massage) and him just feeling like crap for hurting her x”

description: after a stressful day of trying to finish his album, colson decides to try and let off some steam, but is a little rougher than he means to be

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut, oral (fem receiving), choking, being a little too rough during sex

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He had had an off day at the studio. Things just weren’t working out to his liking and the album was taking longer than he wanted. The studio was breathing down his neck to get it done in time for the launch, just a month away. Lately, it was beginning to feel like each studio session only completed part of a song, and it was taking a week to try and finish even two songs.

When he got home, he was seething with frustration. He just wanted to go to bed and sleep for a whole day and hope that when he woke up next everything would be fine and finally would work in his favour. That was, until he say you laying on the couch in just a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top, minding your own business and watching TV. He had a better idea for getting his frustration out then.

You turned your head to look at him and smiled a little before noticing his look of frustration. “What’s up, honey?”

“Shitty day at the studio,” he responded as he eyed your body up and down. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

He was beginning to pull his shirt off, and you immediately knew where this was going. You sat up and began to pull your own shirt off, a smirk on your face. “Okay, then we won’t talk.”

It wasn’t unusual for one of you to come home frustrated and for the other to help relieve that stress and frustration. In fact, anger sex was probably some of the best sex you had ever had. Some days you were even excited when Colson got home and was stressed and frustrated, or when you were having a shitty day and Colson would send you teasing text messages to tell you how he’d help you relax.

You were about to get up so that you could both go up to the bedroom, but was pleasantly shocked when Colson pushed you back down onto the couch. The living room was one of few places in the house that you ever had sex, mainly because there was always a fear of Casie coming unexpectedly and catching the two of you. But Colson was so frustrated and ready to get rid of that feeling that he really didn’t care where you did it at the moment. He would’ve taken you on the floor if he had to.

He pulled off his pants and pulled your shorts down your legs, kissing over your stomach and thighs as he did so. You giggled as he kissed his way up your stomach, pausing to pay special attention to each of your boobs, before attacking your neck and definitely leaving marks, and finally placing a rough kiss on your lips. You gasped against his lips as he pushed himself fully into you, filling you up in no time.

The rough thrusts and manhandling that Colson did when he was frustrated was also nothing new to you. You had almost grown accustom to them, and some days would rather feel him fucking and handling you more rough than he usually did. But this time was something different. It was as though something else had taken over Colson all together. He was rougher than he usually was with his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin ringing out through the otherwise quiet house.

At first, you thought it was really hot. Your brain could barley form a coherent thought as moans and cruse words fell freely from your mouth and your eyes rolled back in your head in ecstasy. You even couldn’t help the gasp and moan of pleasure when Colson wrapped his hand around your throat and squeezed just a little. However, his grip on your throat suddenly became tighter and the once pleasurable thrusts were beginning to hurt and make you feel sore.

You tapped on Colson’s arm, hoping he would get the hint to ease up on his grip. When he didn’t, you managed to wheeze out, “Pomegranate!”, the safe word you and Colson had made up back when you first began dating and having sex.

The word snapped Colson out of his funk. Quickly, he released your throat and pulled out of you. His face was filled with concern as you took a deep breath, finally able to breathe properly.

“I’m so sorry babe,” he said. “Did I hurt you bad?”

You shook your head. “Not bad, no. It was just getting hard to breathe, and you were fucking me a little rough there. I’m feeling a little sore now.”

“I’m so sorry,” he sighed again, sitting at the other end of the couch.

You sat up and ran your fingers through your hair. There was still a pulsing pain between your legs and you couldn’t help but wince when you moved your legs and accidentally put pressure on it.

Colson watched you with sad eyes. He lowered himself onto the floor in front of you, gently guiding you to the edge. He placed a gentle kiss on your sore clit before licking it slowly. Your head lulled back in pleasure as you let out another moan, encouraging Colson to continue pleasuring you. Your hand found its way to his hair, taking a handful of it and holding it tightly as he continued his work. Before you knew it, you were calling out his name as your climax hit you, covering his mouth and chin in your juices.

Colson stood, wiping his mouth with his thumb before sticking it in his mouth, which was an incredible turn on to you. He began to walk away, but you quickly stopped him by asking, “Wait, don’t you want me to finish you off, too, babe?”

He shook his head. “It’s alright, babe. Sit back and relax for a second, but don’t put your clothes back on.”

You giggled, figuring Colson had some other idea for sex. While you still felt a little sore and sensitive, especially after an orgasm, you still felt ready to continue going with the sex. Colson hadn't hurt you as bad as he thought he had, and you really hoped he wouldn’t worry about it that much.

You heard the water begin to run in the bathroom. You stood from the couch and hobbled down the hallway (literally hobble, you were feeling too sore to walk). When you finally got to the bathroom, you saw that Colson was running a bath, completed with your favourite bubble bath peaking over the edge as he continued to fill the tub. His beautiful blue eyes caught you in the doorway, watching him work.

“I told you to relax,” he said, although there was a slight smile on his face and a light tone in his voice.

“I was curious as to what you were doing,” you told him. “This for me?” He nodded. “And are you gonna join me in the bath?”

“Only if you want me to.”

“I think we both know the answer to that.”

When the bath was full, Colson helped you in first before getting in behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed over whatever exposed skin he could reach as you rested your back against his chest.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you, baby,” he said once again.

You shook your head. “Don’t be sorry, babe. I used the safe word when it got too much, and you stopped immediately. I’m not upset or anything, and I’m already feeling a little better from it.”

He was tracing circles with his thumb around your collarbone, leaving goosebumps that were starting to spread to your neck and arm as he did so. “I was just really frustrated. The record label keeps hounding me to finish this album so they don’t have to push the release date. They keep threatening to cancel it all together if it’s not finished within the next week.”

“Why would they cancel it? So many people are excited for this album, if they cancelled it they’d be losing more money than they are if the album is a little late.”

Colson shrugged. “The label doesn’t have too much faith in me. I’ve been making rap and hip-hop for as long as I can remember, and I’ve been insanely successful doing that. When we went to pitch the album and play them the first few songs, they kept saying they weren’t sure because a change in genre doesn’t always work out for someone. Even when we provided Why Are You Here as an example of how I could make good punk rock music and it could be well received they weren’t sure. I think they just think this album is gonna crash and burn and they’ll have wasted time and money on agreeing to let me do it.”

You put your head back against Colson’s shoulder and turned to kiss his neck as much as you could reach. “Baby, you know that’s not true. Even if that’s what the record label thinks, you know your fans will love the album no matter when it comes out. They’re already begging for more songs that sound like Why Are You Here, imagine how excited they’re gonna be when you drop a whole album that sounds like it.”

Colson smiled and held you tightly. “I guess you’re right. I just can’t help but feed into that negative vibe sometimes.”

“I know, but you have to remember the positives when you start letting that stuff get to you. You have to target those negative thoughts and replace them with positive ones.”

Colson kissed behind your ear. “You’re the best positive thought I have.”

You giggled and turned so you could plant an actual kiss on his lips. “I’m glad I can be a positive thought in your life.”

“I’m glad to have you as a positive thought in my life.”

You smiled and kissed him once more before settling against him again. The two of you sat in the hot bath for some time, not speaking but just enjoying each other’s company. In that moment, Colson decided that this would be one of his new de-stressing techniques in the future; a nice bath with the love of his life.

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negans-punkin · 3 years

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worst firsts with brittany furlan

a small blurb from my fic ‘rocket queen’ where talulah guest stars on her stepmom’s podcast.

we also get talulah’s backstory in this lil blurb/ drabble.

⚠️content warning ⚠️ : mentions of abuse, r*pe, and infant loss

talulah sat in her favorite spinny chair, as her stepmom said “ hi everyone, welcome back to worst firsts and today we have my stepdaughter, little miss talulah tallahassee lee. how are ya, lil’ human?”

talulah said “hi! i’m great, i’m extremely comfy, and i’ve finally found my favorite stuffed animal from my childhood, so that’s fun.”

brittany smiled,and said “you’re like a boudoir model, right?”

talulah smiled and said “not really, i’m actually a tattoo artist, but i love being a lil’ slut sometimes. i spend my dad’s money at the lingerié store,and it honestly pisses him off sometimes, like i’ll be chillin’ on the kitchen floor smoking a cigarette and he’ll be looking at his credit card bills and he’ll be like lulah, why is there a charge for $2,000.00 from hustler on my card? like what the fuck are you buying from the fuckin’ panty store?!?!?”

brittany said “ those conversations can go from 5 minutes to like 4 hours, and it’s insane, anyway you’re dating the guitar god himself, aren’t you?”

talulah nodded “yeah, slash is super sweet, and he treats me like a little princess,like he’ll open my car door for me, and brush my hair for me,and he loves washing my hair for me. so i’m absolutely obsessed with squishmallows, and every time he comes over, he’ll bring me a different squishmallow,”

brittany smirked,and said “how would you describe sex with slash in one word?”

talulah sighed “ one word, girl, you can’t do that shit to me,cuz there’s too many words to describe it, but the first one that comes to mind would be rough. and i don’t mean like boring vanilla shit, i mean like bdsm rough, like we can drop a couple racks at a sex shop,easily. here’s an ego boost for ya,daddy. slash puts christian grey to shame, but unlike mr.grey, slash actually uses safe words, and gives amazing aftercare.”

brittany gave talulah a weird look and said “damn girl, you’re fuckin’ freaky. also, where did that cuban link choker come from, cus i need it . it’s super cute.”

talulah ran her fingers over the cuban link collar around her neck, and said “ it’s my day collar. the clasp in the back is actually a padlock. i’m very fond of the way cuban link looks, and i have a lot of link jewelry, so it matches, and looks inconspicuous.”

brittany said “okay, i know it’s been awhile, but i still cannot get over the dress you wore for the dirt premier. please elaborate on that, that dres was fuckin’ beautiful.”

talulah smiled and said “oh, my god. that dress was beautiful, nikki actually helped me pick it out,and for those of y’all that don’t know, it was a bright red dress with splits in the sides, clean up to my hips, and i had heads turning like crazy. i was with machine gun kelly at the time, and when he saw me, his fuckin’ jaw dropped so far, i thought that thing was gon’ fall off his head. my dad literally picked colson’s jaw up, and closed his mouth for him. all of my tattoos were visible, which apparently made dudes go crazy.

i remember pete davidson going ‘sweet jesus, that thing makes you look like a motherfuckin’ goddess’ when he saw me.

i’m pretty sad that the dress wound up in pieces on the floor of a 5 star hotel room later that night, because i loved that thing. and no, i’m not gonna tell you who i fucked that night. y’all can just guess who it was.”

brittany smiled and said “you and your brothers grew up complete opposite right?”

talulah nodded and said “ oh yeah, my brothers stayed attached to pam at the hip, and they still do, if they’re given the chance. meanwhile i grew up sticking to tommy like glue, and that’s because of the emotional and physical abuse i went through from pam and one of her abusive boyfriends from ages 13 to 14. the abuse finally stopped one day when pam dropped me and my brothers off with dad, and my nose was all bloody and both my eyes were blacked. dad was livid when he saw me. next thing i know, pam’s signing her rights away, and tommy had full custody of me, but not my brothers. which led us to grow up way different.”

brittany gave talulah a loving smile and said “ it’s amazing to see you overcome your trauma and become such an amazing woman. you’ve got an amazing job, and you’re just exploring life and doing things that make you happy,and i’m so fuckin’ proud of you for that.”

talulah sighed as she pulled a pack of red marlboro 72’s and a pack of matches out of her pocket and said “ i ain’t overcome shit, britty. hell, pam’s boyfriend at the time r*ped me, and got me pregnant. long story short, my daughter died in my arms,because she had a huge hole in her heart.”

tears welled up in talulah’s mismatched colored eyes, as she pulled a cigarette out of the pack, and put it to her lips “ her name was badlee dianne lee. she woulda been a lil’ spitfire,between me as her mother and the terror twins as her grandfather and godfather, she woulda been fuckin’ wild, spoiled rotten, too.”

a few tears fell from talulah’s eyes as she struck the match in her right hand and lit her cigarette. she often thought about badlee, but it had been over 11 years since she held her daughter.

“i got to hold her for a minute,then when the doctor came to get her to run their tests and procedures, they picked her up, and she was dead. i sobbed for a good six hours after that. i couldn’t even plan her funeral by myself. i wound up falling into a depression after her funeral, and bonded with uncle vince a lot more.”

brittany gave talulah a sad look, and said “i’m sorry to end this podcast on a sad note, but we’re out of time.”

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dancinginadaydream · 4 years

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ANGSTY DRACO AND HARRY HEADCANONS ((TW))

so im writing this with caution. these are some *really* sad and possibly TRIGGERING headcanons for some. but they've been bouncing round my head for days (i fckn thrive on angst and sad shit) so i wanted to share.

triggering themes to be aware of before reading ARE:

alcohol abuse

drugs; cocaine misuse

eating disorders; anorexia

self-harm; cutting

suicidal ideations

imprisonment

hints at abuse

rough sex

if any of these topics trigger you, i urge you to use your own judgement and exercise caution. please do not read these headcanons if you fear they will trigger you and/or you cannot read things like this. i have given you all these warnings so they don't just appear out of the blue. I have added the keep reading option so that nobody sees them accidentally. The last thing I want is for people to be triggered by even having to scroll past and catching a glimpse of it. Please take care of your mental health!

most of these are headcanons for draco because i just fckn love draco and think about his life more than any other characters.

ive put a lot of thought into these. ofc i accept constructive criticism and would be happy for healthy debate if anyone disagrees with any of my hc's!

DRACO MALFOY:

draco suffers from anorexia. as a slytherin, he desires control over situations (particularly his own). however, his entire life has essentially been mapped out for him and he has lost a lot of his control over his life. as a result of this, when he was around thirteen and had a little more control over his outward appearance, draco started to obsess over his body image. nothing was every quite right. he decided to take control over that and make it to his vision of perfect. so he didn't eat unless he absolutely had to, or he was in important company and his father told him he had to keep up appearances, and even then he would go for a jog and feel ultimately guilty for it afterwards. this ended up worsening during his sixth year of school. all draco wanted was to have some control and often it felt that the only control he truly had was his body image,

draco was imprisoned in azkaban for a year following the trials and the war. it doesn't sit right with me that the malfoys got it lightly, they still did wrong. but draco was only imprisoned for a few months to a year to set an example and to teach him a lesson. he then spent two years on probation/parole. of course he knew that he'd done wrong, he accepted the punishment and it nearly destroyed him,

following his imprisonment in azkaban, draco pretty much changed his entire perspective- he smeared the feared malfoy name according to his father. draco became an activist for muggles and muggleborns, supporting hermione in securing more rights for them. he had intense amounts of guilt for what happened and his imprisonment made him realise that. he had a lot of time to reflect on the man he knew he should become,

after azkaban, draco essentially looked like machine gun kelly. he got a nose piercing, he covered himself in tattoos (mainly to distract from the dark mark on his arm) and he tended to kick about in muggle clothes (like a baggy jumper, hoodies, skinny jeans, doc martens, converse etc). of course that would all settle down as his anger towards his father and family settled. it was an initial act of rebellion to what his family stood for that he didn't agree with,

despite trying to do good in the world and support hermione in her multitude of causes, draco was still haunted by the ideals he grew up with. so he turned to drug abuse, namely cocaine, to distract his mind and still feel a buzz instead of depression. the cocaine addiction also becomes part of his anorexia, leaving him without food because he feels he doesn't need it,

throughout school, draco was a self-harmer. he would cut his thighs to have some form of relief. the reasons for this were almost always depression, but were triggered by individual events such as; not getting a perfect score on an essay (fear of punishment from his father), the issues with his body image, the forceful nature of his parents, the rise of the dark lord, dealing with his sexuality (i see draco as exclusively gay, but tries to be heterosexual for his family's sake and that has a lot of issues within itself). the self-harm subsided after azkaban and when he'd discovered the effects of cocaine (which could be argued that his addiction to coke was in itself an act of self-harm).

basically, no one punishes draco more than himself for his role in the war

HARRY POTTER

harry's never had a normal, easy life. he's either been abused by his aunt and uncle, or he's been fighting the dark lord and his goonies for the entirety of his school career. so after the war, things are settled for him. he's famous, he's being handed things for free, he's got the job he wanted, but he's not happy. because most of his formative years he was constantly fighting to make the wizarding world a better place, the sudden calm and quiet post-war has caused him some major depression issues. this it not to say harry wasn't depressed and anxious before, it's merely been amplified post-war. after the war he experiences feelings of worthlessness and paranoia. he's both ready and not ready to fight again. the world isn't the same and he's not settling well into the new way of living, the calm. his feelings of worthlessness accumulate and harry's friends and family are essentially on suicide watch for a few years post-war. they're worried that harry is going to kill himself. not only is harry suffering with feelings of worthlessness, he has survivors guilt. so many people died in the war and he blames himself. he should have been the only death, in his opinion. he's stubborn so won't believe any of his friends when they say that it's not his fault they died. he's attempted suicide a few times when the survivor's guilt gets too much and due to this he cannot live alone, his friends always have someone with him,

harry becomes an alcoholic post-war. its his way of dealing with things. he rely's heavily on alcohol for the feeling of numbness. it started out, in his opinion, as harmless fun but he became reliant on it. it becomes a problem and on top of his suicidal ideations, his friends are unbelievably worried. they eventually manage to get him into rehab and he becomes sober, but then he turns his self-depreciation onto something else,

sleeping with draco began as a way of releasing anger and sexual tension. they started sleeping with each other after meeting at a wizarding club - draco was coked out and harry was drunk (probably on something too). their sex started in club bathrooms, anywhere dirty and messy because they just didn't care. then when they eventually went somewhere with a bed (hotel room, one of their flats), the sex became angry and was extremely rough (choking, spanking, scratching, slapping, hair pulling). the type of sex they had was bordering destructive as a result of their pent up anger at the world and each other. but after both of them became sober from their addictions, they continued seeing each other and it blossomed into something special and caring. of course they still had rough sex, but they had plenty of aftercare instead of a rough fuck and go,

not entirely related to the headcanons, can be separated or go hand in hand, but transgender harry potter. imagine harry growing up known as "the girl who lived" and it caused a lot of dysphoria growing up in a world being reminded that he wasn't cisgendered. he came out and the majority of hogwarts was accepting (even draco, he may be a dick but not that much. he would stop bullying harry using she/her pronouns and then use he/him). imagine harry constantly being reminded that he was the girl who lived. after the war, they started coining him as the boy who lived, but there were still pockets of people who refused to accept him as trans.

basically, the reasons i have these headcanons is because i don't think draco or harry would be entirely okay afterwards. they suffered a lot of trauma in the years leading to, during, and post war. that would have massive effects on their mental health and there's no way they would continue being arrogant and cocky - internally at least. they could be that way externally as a result of their trauma, anger at the world, and the need to make people believe they haven't been affected as much.

#draco malfoy #harry potter #draco #malfoy #harry #potter #angst #drarry #wizarding world of harry potter #punk draco #suicidal harry potter

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crue-sixx · 5 years

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Masterlist

Imagines

• Mick Mars

Nightmare

Remember Me

Misunderstanding

• Vince Neil

Sing Me to Sleep

Beautiful

• Tommy Lee

Sleepwalking

• Nikki Sixx

You’re My Muse

I’ll Keep You My Dirty Little Secret

We’re in This Together

• Mötley Crüe

Sentimental

Made With Love

Letting One Rip

• Douglas Booth

It Just Sort of Happened

• Machine Gun Kelly

Happy Birthday

• Axl Rose

Jealous

• Izzy Stradlin

Neighbors

Friend to Enemy

• Duff McKagan

Drunken Words Are Sober Thoughts

• Steve Rogers/Captain America

Perfect

I’m a Grown Woman

• Loki Laufeyson

I Will Make You My Queen

• Tony Stark

I’m a Grown Woman

Headcanons

• Tommy Lee

Dating Tommy Lee

First Date

Goth Reader

Goth Reader pt. II

Goth Reader pt. III

Wedding

I’m Here For You

Dating Someone Who Loves Cats

• Nikki Sixx

Dating Nikki Sixx

First Date

First Tattoo

Goth Reader

Being Ozzy Osbourne’s Daughter and Dating Nikki Sixx

Treat You Better

Pregnancy Announcement

Birthday

Rockstar

• Mick Mars

Dating Mick Mars

First Date

First Tattoo

• Vince Neil

Dating Vince Neil

Just Give It a Chance

Being Vince Neil’s Identical Twin Brother

Study Buddies

• Mötley Crüe

Being Friends with Mötley Crüe

Fight Gone Wrong

Prank War

Haunted Apartment

Vampire

• Machine Gun Kelly/Colson Baker

Having a Baby | pt. II

Being Pete Davidson’s Sister and Dating Machine Gun Kelly

Being Marilyn Manson’s Daughter and Dating Machine Gun Kelly

Halloween

Being Alice Cooper’s Daughter and Dating Machine Gun Kelly

Being Roger Taylor’s Daughter and Dating Machine Gun Kelly

Clingy

Being Jared Leto’s Daughter and Dating Machine Gun Kelly

• Douglas Booth

Having a Baby

• Axl Rose

Cheating

Having a Baby

Dating Axl Rose and Being Younger Than Him

• Duff McKagan

Cheating

Dating Duff McKagan and Being Younger Than Him

• Steven Adler

Aftercare

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machinegunbun · 3 years

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PTSD (Colson)

“Requested?: No

Word count: 797

Tw: Smut, harsh language, VERY slight mentions of Ptsd

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Your breathing was heavy as you came down from your high, Colson inches away from you doing the same.

“Fuck.” You whisper, half amused

“I know.” Colson agrees

“No, everytime we have sex i’m like ‘Okay, I’m gonna hold out. I’m gonna make him come first’”

“Really?” he laughs

“Yeah, and then I end up forgetting like, five minutes in.” You say, causing him to laugh some more. He gives you a faux pout, running a thumb across your cheek.

“Well, we’ll see how that goes for you now that I know it's a competition.” He says

“I think it’ll go pretty smoothly. I’m pretty competitive, you know.”

“Oh yeah? You ready to give it another try?” He asks, pulling you towards him.

The kiss quickly became rough and messy as you battled for dominance. You tried to remember the goal at hand as his wandered your body, his touch intoxicating. You didn’t know what it was about Colson, but he always had this effect on you. Just looking at him would get your mind whirring and you were pretty sure he knew it.

He slips under the sheets

“No fair, you’re giving yourself a head start.”

“Haha, headstart” He says, making himself laugh as he makes his way back up.

Maybe an hour later, you couldn’t tell if you were honest, you’d been to caught up in trying and failing to win the bet. You’re laid on your stomach, your face buried in the pillow as you bask in the pleasure. You’d lost not once, but twice and that's not even including the first one that started it all. You thought you’d gotten close a few times but in hindsight Colson was probably just playing on praise kink. That's something you’d learned about Colson, he plays dirty.

“You okay?” Colson asks from beside you, moving your hair out of your face so he could see you better. You try your best to respond but all you manage to muster is a pitiful squeak in response

“Damn, you got PTSD. Post traumatic sex disorder.” He jokes, reaching over to rub your legs just under your butt. It was supposed to be comforting, to help with whatever soreness might be happening, but you were already so worked up from the last hour that on instinct you pushed back into his hand. You didn’t know what you were thinking, you weren’t, you knew you couldn’t take another round and yet you continued to push back into his touch.

“This is what got you where you’re at. Asking for more when you know you can’t handle it.” He says, slipping his hand between your legs and pushing them apart. His touches started out light and teasing, taking his time with you as he knows you’re already over stimulated. He slowly picks up the pace in time with your reaction to his touch. Your butt is lifted slightly in the air with your face turned to the side so the pillow isn’t suffocating you, your hips pushing back into his fingers. After the long night you had it was hard to hold out when he was making you feel so good.

“What is wrong with you?Just tap out,” he whispers in your ear, teasing you “you already lost just let go.” the mixture of his fingers and the warmth of his mouth sucking and biting at your neck was driving you crazy.

You let out a squeak that can be vaguely translated to “im gonna cum”,but to the untrained ear could also be mistaken for you asking for a piece of gum. Your brain and your mouth were barely able to communicate as your orgasm washed over you. When you finally came back down you could swear you lost your eyesight for a second.

“Seriously? I’ve only been fingering you for like, a minute.” He says, not ready to stop fucking with you.

Your entire body felt like jello as you surrendered back into the pillow. As you laid back down you felt your leg land in something wet and that's when you caught sight of Colson's face. He looked pleasantly surprised, eyes set on your bottom and the wet spot under it.

“You squirted.” He says, it was unclear if he was telling you or asking for confirmation, but either way it made you blush. He could tell you were tired out from the nights events, so he leaves the room for a moment. When he returns he picks you up and carries you to the bathroom where he lets you stand next to the tub, making sure to keep a hand on you as you climb in incase you were to fall. The bath was full with warm water and bubbles, a bathbomb on the side waiting to be opened.

“Just call if you need anything.” Colson gives you a kiss on the forehead and with that he leaves to clean and replace the bedsheets.

#Mgk #mgk fic #mgk x reader #mgk smut #machinegunkelly #machinegunkelly fic #machinegunkelly x reader #machinegunkelly smut #colson baker #colson baker fic #colson baker x reader #colson baker smut #mgk aftercare #machinegunkelly aftercare #colson baker aftercare #machine gun kelly aftercare

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machinegunbun · 3 years

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Just arrest me next time i masturbate to a concept before i write about it

Anyway, imagine youre like teasing rook to get on colsons nerves and he sit you down in yalls room later in the night and is pissy with you and youre like

“We flirt with other people to get eachother worked up all the time, i didnt think it would be a problem.”

And colson j

“No, it is a problem, because you think its okay to tease people. Youre a filthy little fucking cocktease, and you know what? Youre gonna make up for it”

“Wha-“

“Thats right. Rooks gonna come in here and youre gonna help him with his hard dick, since youre the one who gave him it.”

And youre like nervous cause hes being so straightforward so like his hand is on your cheek and youre like holding his wrist and nuzzling into his hand and

“Why are you acting all shy? You werent shy earlier when you were practically titty fucking him.” His hand comes off your face before harshly returning, placing a smack against your cheek

“None of that shit. youre gonna let him fuck you until he cums, i dont care if it doesnt feel good or it hurts, youre gonna get him off, and you’re not gonna complain about it.” You werent sure what came over you, whether it was the slap or his tone, but the brat welled up inside you and came out in the form of spit in the tall boys face. You watch as colsons jaw clenches, wiping your spit from his face. The need between your thighs growing with his anger as he glares down at you, awaiting punishment.

“I was gonna tell him to take it easy on you, but ill be sure to let him know to make sure it hurts.” You’re quick to protest, but Colson is just as quick to cut you off

“You should’ve fucking thought about that before acting like a brat when you already knew you were in trouble. And i dont want to hear you complaining to him either.” His eyes flicker over to the other side of the room, leading him to continue his thought “as a matter of fact.” He stomps over to where his eyes had trailed, returning with a gag in hand. Colson roughly wraps it around your head, placing the red ball in your mouth as you sit there helplessly, staring up at him.

As Colson walks out of the dark room, rook enters, shutting the door behind him.

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machinegunbun · 3 years

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Been thinking about waking up to kells giving you head 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

Omggg im definitely gonna do a full fic on this soon but j

You wake up to the feeling of his tongue against your heat, your fingers are in his hair tugging lightly, his nails digging lightly into your thighs

A fucking orgasm first thing in the morning and when you ask whats up he j

“Needed to taste you.”

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machinegunbun · 3 years

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Headcanon of how Pete and Colson are after sex with their partner please and I love your writing

Okayyy

Pete is 100% a fucking softy and likes to cuddle and give you little kisses. Like just staring at you while you lay there and poking his lips out and giving you pecks on the lips which would feel so good cause his lips are so plushy. He’d also take this time to compliment you like he’d be like

“Damn that shit was wet.” something dumb like that

“Wow that was so good it almost got me pregnant.” like joking around with you and so cute and sweet and relaxing and just makes you feel so safe and it’d either lead into more sex or a nap. He loves napping with you after, just wrapping his arms around you and holding his beautiful girl and giving you kisses on the forehead and telling you how beautiful you are. He’s such a flirt tbh but like a cute flirt I love him and his stupid little smile.

But our man mgk

Colson’s rough so he mainly does aftercare and checking up on you. I think Colson definitely has a knife kink so it’d be like him cleaning the wounds and putting band-aids on and leaving a little kiss on each one. He’d like it when you told him about what you did and didn’t like and I feel like he’s the type to smoke after sex. Everytime after sex you took a nap he’d feel so accomplished cause he knows he did his job so well he tired you out. I think only one round with Colson is 100% possible, but rare. Like this mans sex drive is so out of control he likes feet, you gotta be a special kind of horny to keep up with that. Of course he’s mentioned some days tho he doesn’t wanna rail you he just wants to lay on his side and fuck lazily but I have no doubt it’d be just as amazing.

On lazy days he’d totally smoke after and just have a little conversation with you and on especially hardcore days I don’t think he’d be able to stop talking shit for awhile, which is probably exactly why you end up doing so many rounds.

Or like, you’re sitting there after just relaxing and basking in your orgasm and he’d kiss down your stomach, pretty blue eyes locked on yours as he made his way to your core and spread you open. He’d take his time, just fully enjoying your taste and you’d lazily buck your hips into him as encouragement and after he’d kiss you with lots of tongue.

But if you were feeling baby he’d wrap you up in a soft blanket and run you a bath and carry you everywhere afterward, especially if you did anal cause doing his favorite is a good way to put him in a good mood and make him a softy.

I love thisss yes please more.

#mgk #mgk aftercare #mgk headcanon #machine gun kelly #machine gun kelly headcannon #machine gun kelly aftercare #colson baker #colson baker concept #colson baker aftercare #colson baker headcannon #mgk concept #machine gun kelly concept #pete davidson headcanon #pete davidson aftercare #pete davidson concept #pete davidson

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