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IF YOU CAN STAND, THEN WE AREN'T FINISHED 18+ {COLSON BAKER x READER }

Warnings: Smut (18+), cursing

SIDE NOTE: This is my first time writing smut... 🙈 I hope it isn't too terrible 😅

Steam filled the room from the hot shower running behind you as Colson stood in the bathroom doorway, observing you. You tossed your hair into a messy bun and began removing the makeup you had just applied a few hours earlier.

"What?" you smiled at the tattooed man who hadn't taken his eyes off of you since you put on the deep red mermaid gown. It hugged you in all of the right places. He was practically drooling the entire night.

"Nothing," he smirked. You shook your head, knowing damn well that he was lying, but you resumed the removal of your award show ensemble.

"Babe, can you unzip me?" you asked after attempting to unzip the tight dress yourself. He nodded before slowly moving from his position.

"As much as I love it when you get all dressed up. . .throw on those open toe heels after a fresh Pedi and walk down the red carpet on my arm. . ." he trailed off as he stopped behind you. "I have to be honest." His eyes meeting your gaze in the mirror. "I love it even more when you're in my sweatpants and t-shirt with no makeup and hair a mess." his hand slowly traced a line down your back as he lowered the zipper.

"What about when I'm naked?" You smirked.

"I love that too." He responded quickly. His fingers hooked under the straps of your dress, slowly removing them from your shoulders. His hands tiptoed down your arms as he kissed the side of your neck, then your shoulder. . . "You looked beautiful tonight." He said before placing another soft kiss on your bare shoulder. "but all I could think about was getting you out of this dress."

"It's funny you say that. . ." You said as his hands slowly explored your body, removing the dress further, traveling forward until he was cupping your breasts. ". . .because all I could think about was you fucking me in this suit." You said, tugging gently on the sleeve of his coat.

Colson didn't say a word, but he didn't have to because the lust in his eyes said everything. You watched him in the mirror as he rolled your buds between his fingers, making you arch into his touch. You could feel him growing harder against you, and the heat began to pool in your center. Your dress completely hit the floor, exposing your breasts and revealing a red lace thong. Colson all but growled at the sight before his fingers dipped into your underwear, finding you wet and ready.

"You're dripping for me." He whispered. His breath was hot against your neck, making you shiver. Colson's other hand cupped your cheek, bringing your lips back to his, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss. You instinctively turned around in his arms, getting lost in the passion. He was intoxicating. His hands stripped you of your thong, and his own clothes followed.

Two strong hands found themselves on your ass, lifting you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his hips as he backed you into the shower. His mouth met yours hungrily as the spray from the shower beat against his back, causing the room to fill with even more steam. Colson's lips moved down your jaw, over your neck, and to your chest rolling his tongue over your nipple. Sharp pangs of desire shot into your core.

"Colson.." Your head fell back as his mouth engulfed your nipple in heat.

"Damn, you're beautiful," He said, admiring your bare face and naked body. You kissed him deeply as your hands slid down his tattooed chest and arms. His tongue explored your mouth—one hand cupping the back of your head and the other squeezing your ass. You broke away from his kiss, breathless.

"Colson.." You said, looking into his blue eyes. "fuck me."

The words had just barely left your mouth. With one swift movement, Colson braced you against the wall thrusting himself inside you to the hilt. A moan escaped your lips as your body adjusted to his girth. Colson slowly pulled out of you before slamming back in. You gasped as his hard cock stretched you apart. He picked up the pace, fucking you faster and harder.

"You feel so fucking good" His words were breathy.

Tingles rippled up your legs, over your thighs and Colson groaned at the feeling of you wrapped tightly around him. He slipped his hand in between your legs, fingering your clit while he continued to pound into you. Dying for release, your body was quick to respond to his touch. Your pleasure pushed to the brink in seconds.

"Fuck Colson!" You gasped.

"Come for me, y/n." His eyes were locked on yours as he thrust into you. Your walls tightly gripped his cock, causing a moan to escape from his lips. He bucked inside of you, and just like that, your body released around him. Colson swore under his breath before emptying his load deep inside of you. The force of his explosion sent you over the edge for a second time. Colson held you against his body for a moment enjoying the feeling of your body against his. Your whole body shook as he slid out of you.

"Can you stand?" he chuckled as your feet gently hit the tile floor. Your legs were weak from the intensity of your orgasm but still managed to hold you up. "If you can stand, then we're not finished." His eyes were dark with desire as he drank you in, fully prepared for round two.

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gunblud · 3 years

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pete davidson smut headcanons

requested : pete smut headcannons please!

a/n: uncorrected!! don’t read if you are not comfortable with it !!

your first time with each other was truly special

it was the first time in your life you felt like you were making love, not only sex

it felt like pete knew already how your body worked, what it needed, how it would react

boy, this man and his teasing

he sometimes teases you in public places, but doesn’t engage in the full act until home

which you appreciate, but boy does he make you horny

he always takes his time when he’s pleasing you

which happens a lot, because he loves hearing you moan for him

and he loves to hear you beg for him

you always leave scratches on his back

and as a payback for it, he leaves hickeys all over your neck and chest

“how the fuck am I supposed to cover them?”

“your problem, princess”

his excitement when he found out you were into choking >>>

he did it randomly one time and you were really turned on by it

“do you like that, doll?”

moaning in response

hair pulling

he once made you have sex in front of a mirror

interesting experience, 10/10, would do it again, no doubt

he sometimes makes you open your eyes and look into his eyes as you finish, which turns you on a lot

dirty talk !!!

“look at me as you fall apart, doll”

rough sex

but he always makes sure that you’re okay with it

the aftercare is amazing

cuddles 10/10

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gunblud · 3 years

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finishing ~ rook

word count: 1544

request?: yes!

atjafshelby “Hey love, I was wondering if you could do a Rook smut where y’all are like going at it hardcore😂 and Colson walks in and is kinda stunned but Rook doesn’t care because he’s so close and so are you so he just keeps pounding into you? And Colsons like wtffff you kinky bastards😂 if not it’s totally fine, there’s just like no Rook imagines on here, thanks love, and no rush!!❤️❤️”

description: very little could ever bring rook out of the moment during sex, not even his best friend walking in on him and his girl

pairing: rook x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut

masterlist (one, two)

Rook was dying to just rip your clothes off the entire night. You were all dressed up in a beautiful gown that Colson’s stylist, Ash, had picked out for you, to join the guys on the red carpet for an award show. It wasn’t a revealing dress or anything, but you just looked so beautiful that all Rook wanted to do was sneak away to the nearest private room at the afterparty and fuck you till you couldn’t walk anymore.

Unfortunately for him, every time he tried someone else would try to come talk to one of you. The one time he did manage to pull you away from the crowd, someone had caught you two looking for a closet or something and you had to lie and say you were looking for the bathroom.

As the night began to calm down, Rook saw his opportunity. Most of the people attending were either gone home, or so drunk they weren’t really paying attention to much. Rook took this opportunity to find you and try again for that quickie.

“Hey babe,” he said, grabbing your attention from the person you were talking to. “Is it okay if I steal you away for a second?”

Your conversation mate was already moving on to someone else, so you just shrugged in response. Rook took your hand in his, lacing his fingers through yours and pulling you away from the main room of the party. Knowing exactly what was going to happen, you felt your heart racing with excitement.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to find an empty bathroom. Before even opening the door, Rook attached his lips to yours and kissed you deeply. One hand was wrapped around the doorknob while the other was gripping your ass. You gasped against his lips as he gave your ass a squeeze and then a slight smack, which gave him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

The two of you basically fell into the bathroom as Rook opened it. He pushed you against the door and started kissing your neck while trailing his hands up your dress.

“God, I’ve been waiting all night for this,” he breathed.

He began pushing your dress up around your thighs before slipping a finger under the waistline of your panties. You moaned as he began to rub your already soaking core, arching your back to try and give him more access to you.

“You’re already so wet for me baby,” he said. “Fuck, I can’t wait long.”

He spun you around to face the sink and bent you over, your arms bracing on the cool, white tile. You heard him unbuckle his pants and slide them down his legs. With your dress still pushed up, you felt Rook pull your thin panties aside and slip himself into you. You moaned with pleasure as he began to thrusting almost immediately.

You weren’t sure if you should keep quiet or not. The building was almost empty, but you knew Rook’s friends were still wandering around out there. There was a chance one of them could go looking for Rook and walk in on the two of you, but there was also a higher chance that they’d just send Rook a text to let him known they had left.

Rook was much less concerned about the volume. He was already thrusting ruthlessly into you, the sound of your skin loudly colliding and his grunts and groans filling the room. You had tried to hold them in, but it was no use. You were practically a moaning, screaming mess within moments.

When your eyes weren’t rolling back in pleasure, you caught glimpses of Rook in the bathroom window. His bottom lip and pulled between his teeth, and his sole attention was on watching himself slide in and out of you. He was so focused, so lost in the feeling of your warm, wet walls around him. It was so hot that you were nearly cumming just at the sight of it.

Neither of you heard someone coming down the hall, or the sound of someone knocking at the door. It wasn’t until the doorknob turned and you saw the door crack open that you realized someone was in the area - and that Rook hadn’t locked the door.

Colson’s familiar messy blonde head popped into the room. You let out a shocked shriek, trying to pull away from Rook so you could pull your dress down.

Colson quickly covered his eyes. “Fuck! Don’t y’all know how to lock a fucking door?!”

You had expected Rook to stop as well, but to your shock he was still buried deep inside of you. You wanted to pull away, to try and snap him out of his lustful daze to remind him that his best friend had just caught the two of you fucking. But you couldn’t help but moan as he grabbed your throat and pulled you so your chest was against his back.

Luckily, Colson quickly ducked out of the room again when it became evident that you two weren’t going to stop. Shortly after, Rook reached down to start rubbing your clit so quickly that you were having trouble staying stood up. You felt him twitch inside of you and knew he was nearly finished. With one last thrust that left him buried deep inside of you, Rook groaned and you screamed in pleasure as you both hit your climaxes at the same time.

You were basically seeing stars. Your head was nearly spinning from the pleasure. Rook rested his head on your shoulder, softly kissing whatever skin on your neck he could reach as he finally came down from his high. You eventually had to separate as it was becoming hard to stand up.

“Did you not realize Colson walked in on us?” you asked as you pulled yourself up to sit on the counter.

“I realized,” Rook responded. “At the time I was just so in the zone I didn’t want to stop. Now that I’ve finally cleared my head, I’m very embarrassed.”

You giggled. “Me too. I’m almost afraid to go face him.”

“You think he’s told the guys about what he saw?”

You cringed. “God, I hope not. The last thing either of us needs is them teasing us for having a quickie in the bathroom.”

“Maybe if we’re lucky they’ll be gone back to the hotel already.”

You sighed, silently hoping for the best.

Rook helped you down off the counter, making sure your footing was steady before the two of you exited the bathroom. The first good sign was that Colson hadn’t lingered after your embarrassing moment. You had hoped that meant maybe he just decided to leave all together.

The party was basically over with very few stragglers left, which made you feel even more embarrassed. Now you just wished you and Rook could’ve waited long enough to go back to the hotel room to have your intimate moment.

When the two of you exited the building, you found Colson waiting by the door with a joint raised to his lips, taking a few puffs. Rook reached for it, trying to act as normal as possible after what Colson had just witnessed in the bathroom.

“The others gone?” Rook asked as he took a puff from the joint.

“Yeah, I sent them back to the hotel,” Colson responded. “Told them I’d wait for you guys so I could make sure you got back alright, too.”

“Neither one of us are that drunk man,” Rook said. “But thanks for the concern man.”

“Yeah, I wish I hadn’t been concerned now.”

You felt your face heat up with embarrassment at Colson’s words. Rook merely chuckled, trying to play it off.

“Look man, I’m sorry. But have you seen my girl? She’s drop dead gorgeous.” Rook looped his arm around your waist and pulled you close for good measure. You smiled at him as he kissed your cheek.

“I can’t deny (Y/N)’s beauty, in a respectful way of course, but did you guys have to fuck in the fancy ass bathroom of this after party?” Colson question. “And did you have to keep fucking while I was still there? That shit is burned in my corneas forever now, man.”

“I was in the zone dude. Nothing was gonna break that.”

Colson let out a loud laugh, puffs of smoke billowing from his mouth as he did so. “You kinking fucking bastard!”

You hid your face in Rook’s shoulder as someone stood nearby turned to give the three of you a puzzled look. Rook chuckled as well and told Colson he was going to get a cab for the three of you. Before he walked away, he leaned in as if he were going to kiss you again, only to lower his voice to a whisper.

“Round two the moment I have you to myself in the hotel room.”

Your still aching core became wet again at his words. Knowing what the reaction would be, Rook smirked at you as he left you with Colson to go find you three a cab.

The next few minutes are going to be so painfully slow, you thought to yourself.

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gunblud · 3 years

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pete: my favorite sex position is missionary because i like to look at them

us: WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN

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gunblud · 3 years

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Pete Davidson One Shot

Prompts

Can you please do a Pete blurb where they’re on a plane together and the reader is scared of flight and it turns either really really fluffy or really really smutty? Hahahah thank you!💖💖💖

pete takes u on a trip in a private jet u guys join mile high club

"You alright babe?"

Your boyfriend Pete asks as he looks up from his seat and towards yours.

It was your very first time on a private jet, or any plane ever for that matter and even though you were excited for the special vacation Pete had planned for you, you were terrified.

"No."

You answer simply just as the plane begins it's take off.

He takes your hand, you squeezing his as your heart pounds.

Once the plane is in the air, the seat belt light goes off and Pete removes his first before moving on to yours.

He gets up, reaching out for you and leads you towards the couch opposite your seats.

He sits down on it, pulling you onto his lap, your legs on either side of his.

"Pete, what are you doing?"

You ask with a smile.

"Keeping your mind off of the flight."

He replies simply.

You let out a small moan as he begins sucking on your neck.

"We aren't alone you know."

You say in protest as his hands move up your thighs and under your dress.

"I don't think the pilot is going to come out here."

He smirks, continuing his journey, rubbing you through your underwear.

"Take off your panties."

He says in your ear, his voice dripping with lust.

You climb off his lap, reaching underneath your dress, pulling down your black cotton panties, tossing them at him.

He pulls down his basketball shorts and boxers just enough to let his hardened member free.

You climb back on top of him, easing down onto him as you both moan out.

Pete holds onto your hips as you ride him, guiding you to go faster.

You bite your lip to keep from screaming his name as you throw your head back in pure pleasure.

"Fuck...."

Pete groans, feeling your walls tighten around him, sending him over the edge.

He cums, his face buried in your chest as you continue to roll your hips against him until you follow his lead moments later.

"Still feeling nervous about the flight?"

Pete asks a few minutes later after you pull yourself off of him and he pulls up his pants.

"No, I can't say that I am. I think I may actually like flying."

You giggle as you cuddle up to him, deciding that maybe flying wasn't all that bad after all.

MY ASKS ARE OPEN FOR ONE SHOT PROMPT REQUESTS!!!

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gunblud · 3 years

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pete smut pleaseee love your work ❤️

a/n: tysm :)

pete davidson x reader

warnings: smut, oral, cursing !!

note: thanks so much for 100 followers!!! <33333

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pete had just come home from a long day at work. you can tell that he’s drained, he needs to take his mind off a few things...

“hey babe, you ok?” you ask as he walks into the bedroom, kicking his shoes off and throwing his jacket on the floor. “not really” he moodily says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. you crawl behind him and begin to massage his shoulders. “what’s up?” you calmly ask, releasing a bit of tense in him.

“just.. work” he shrugs. he’s not keen on explaining situations when he’s in a bad mood, you understood that. “let me take your mind off a few things” you say and smile, slowly tickling your fingers down his arms. your hands reach his waist and you pull him down, so he’s laying on the bed. you get off the bed, immediately getting down onto your knees on the floor.

“wow, someone missed me, huh?” pete smirks at you, lifting his head up to watch you down below. “i always miss you.. it’s a long day without my daddy” you whisper and smirked, teasing him with your words. he doesn’t answer, just relaxes himself as you pull his bottoms down.

you pull his length out, already hard just by the thought of you. “it was that easy, huh?” you giggle, wrapping your small hand around his large bit. he jumps a little at the cold sensation.

“all i gotta do is look at you.. and the job is done” he says, watching you as your hand slowly moved up and down. it felt so good. he rested his head back onto the bed and took in the amazing feeling of your pretty hand on his cock.

you begin to move it faster, moving your hair out of the way with your free hand, preparing to go down on him. soon enough, you did. your tongue teased his tip. hearing his horny groans turned you on. you wrap your lips around him, beginning to slide his dick into your mouth. his long arm reaches down, his tattooed fingers made their way into your hair, gripping it.

“use your tongue more...” he quietly says. you start swirling your tongue around him, feeling his body move back as he moaned under his breath. his manly moans were enough to make you cum. after a few more minutes of sucking his dick, you pulled your lips away. “get up here” pete says, sitting up and reaching down to grab you. he pulls you onto the bed and you both giggle as he flips you over and straddles you.

“you’re gonna take my dick.. like a good girl” he whispers in your ear, giving you instant goosebumps as he kissed underneath your earlobe. you helped undress each other until you were completely naked.

you were soaking wet thinking about him. you desperately needed him inside you. he trailed his hand down to your pussy and started rubbing his two fingers against your clit. your legs immediately spread apart and you moaned at the relief of a slight touch. “please.. i need you” you whisper. he smirks as he positions himself on top of you in missionary. “shush now.. don’t be loud” he whispers into your ear as he slides his huge length into you.

a moaning gasp fell out of your mouth. you instantly put your lips on pete’s shoulder and lightly bit down to shut yourself up. you moan against his shoulder as he deeply pounds into you, going rougher each time.

he was so big, and you were so small, it was like the perfect match. his dick was way too big for your pussy, but you made it fit every time. each time you have sex, you feel a little more stretched out than last time. it was painful, but felt so damn good.

“fuck...” you mumble on his shoulder as he thrusts into you. his hands moving from your waist to the bed sheets. after going at it for a couple of minutes, he pulls out and decides to change position. “here.. put your legs on my shoulders” he says. you raise your eyebrows as he grabbed your ankles and placed your legs over his shoulders. you hadn’t done this position before, so you knew it was going to feel different.

he wrapped his hands around your knees, and slowly slid himself into you. he reaches one hand down to your mouth and grips it as he firmly watches your eyes. you make harsh eye contact as he pushes himself in deeper than ever before. he watched your eyes widen and your eyebrows frown as a loud moan fell out. his hand mumbling your noises. “that’s my girl” he whispers, smirking as he continues to slowly pound you deeper than he ever has.

you were probably going to bleed after this, for sure. it felt like you were losing your virginity all over again. “jesus christ..” you whisper as you grip the pillow with both hands beneath your head. “shhhh..” he whispers as he starts thrusting into you faster, making your body jolt back and forth quicker. your moans grew rapidly as you both approached your climax.

you continued going and going, until you couldn’t feel your legs anymore. his dick started to twitch inside of you, as you felt a sweet feeling of release down below. he slowly ripped out of you, leaving you feeling empty and uncomfortable. he could see that you were in pain, so needed to take care of you.

both cuddling now, your head is resting on his chest and his hand is gliding through your hair. “you did amazing.. good girl” he whispers to you. you smile as you snuggle into him, feeling a heart beat in your gut. “you’re my princess, aren’t you?” he says, petting your hair. you smile and nod your head. “good.. i love you” he whispers, leaning his head forward to plant a kiss on your pretty h/c hair. “i love you, pete” you quietly say as you both eventually fall asleep together. <3

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Could you write a Pete x reader, they're dating, where they get high together and reader confesses that she's never had sex while high but wants to? Pete is obviously all about it.

a/n: sure :)

pete davidson x reader

warnings: smut, smoking weed, getting high

tw: cute happy couple😩😩😩

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you and pete had been dating for a little over 4 months now. you did everything together, including smoking. before you began seeing each other, you’d never smoked weed ever. he introduced you to it, and you soon became addicted. not like crazy addicted though, you just smoked it every day…

you’re both currently sat in his basement bedroom watching tv together as your body felt completely numb and relaxed. you’ve been watching the same show for 2 hours straight, but it felt like 5 minutes. “what the fuck is this anyway?” pete asks you, furrowing his eyebrows whilst he points at the tv. with his other hand, he passes you the blunt you were sharing.

you shrug slowly as you bring the blunt to your lips, inhaling it. you waited a few moments before exhaling. your eyes are glued to the tv as you hand the blunt back. he laughs at you, so you peel your eyes from the tv and frown at him. “what’s so funny?” you ask, huffing through your nose. “you’ve been staring at the tv for like, half an hour” he says, chuckling as he took a puff of the blunt too, handing it back to you. you did the same and you continued passing it back and forth to each other until it was gone.

“i’m high as a kite” you claim, chuckling with your eyes glued to the tv again. “hi ‘high as a kite’ i’m horny, how are you?” pete joked, shaking your hand. you giggle at him as you’d both finished the blunt together. you took the last hit, so you blew the smoke into his face and giggled whilst doing so.

the two of you play fought for a little before you got on top of his lap and straddled him, pushing him down on the bed. “oh.. you’re actually horny” you say, looking down at his crotch as you felt his boner against you. “of course i am.. look at you” pete said, swapping your positions as he was straddling you now.

“you’re beautiful” he says, before planting your neck with ticklish kisses. he moves his mouth to your lips and presses his up against them. you both slowly begin to make out before pete tugs at the bottom of your shirt. you quickly pull your head away from the kiss and stop his hands. “wait..” you say nervously with red eyes and butterflies in your belly.

“what?” he asks with confusion. “i’ve.. well uh..” you stutter. “what baby?” he asks again, thinking something was wrong. “i’ve just.. never had sex while being high” you confess. your cheeks turn red. “aww baby” he giggles softy. “it’s ok. i promise you, it feels better” he whispers in your ear, fighting your face with ticklish kisses again. you uncontrollably laugh as pete starts to slowly undress you. you’re nervous, but you really want it.

you both play fought around until both of you were completely naked. well, almost. you pull pete’s top off for him, revealing his sexy tattoos. “i wanna lick every single one of your tattoos” you say, giggling. your high voice was the cutest he’d ever heard. “you’ll be there for a while” he joked as you crawled on top of him, now both fully naked.

you begin kissing the top of his chest, then began slowly dragging your tongue down to his belly, then down to his crotch but he stops you. “nu-uh..” he says, shaking his head. “i wanna give you the pleasure of high sex” he says, smirking at you.

you position yourself on top of him with his help, his hands on either side of your waist to guide you. you lean your upper body down so that your chest is against his, “kiss me” he whispers, puckering his lips. you kissed his lips then immediately started making out. pete slowly began to pull your body down onto him, making his dick slide into your pussy. you let out a slow breathy moan against his lips as you feel his big hard length slip into you.

it somehow did feel better. your mind was in a different place and your body felt easier to please. you lift your upper body up so that you’re sat up now, with your hands pressed against his chest. “go deeper” you whisper breathily as he pushes your waist down more, causing more of his dick to slip in. you moan a little louder, it almost felt like you were orgasming. pete smirked as he watched your face, he could tell this was so much pleasure for you.

pete begins to buck your waist faster, making you go up and down in a quicker motion. your moans became heavier as they turned into straight orgasms. you felt like you were in heaven. your arms began to get weak as you place your chest back down onto his again, kissing his lips right away. “i love you” you whisper against his lips, moaning straight after. “i love you more” he giggles, then started making out with you again.

as time went on, you felt yourself about to cum pretty soon. your legs began to shake as you sit yourself back up, looking down at pete as you ride his big dick. his one hand slips to your crotch, placing his hand on your clit to rub it. before you knew it, you came all over his dick. you let out one last breathy moan as you jolt off him, laying down right next to him.

the both of you are breathily heavily as you turn your heads to look at each other. “you’ve never came that fast” he says to you, chuckling. “i need to get high some more.” you breathily say, grinning at him then turning your head to face the ceiling.

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gunblud · 3 years

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okay but first time with mgg and he’s like trying to be soft cause it’s the first time you two are doing the deed and you’re just not having it and just whine “fuck me hard daddy” and him going absolutely feral

Just imagine you keep asking for him to fuck the shit out of you and him being like baby I really don’t think you understand what im into and how into it I am, I want to slowly work up to that stuff I don’t want to hurt you ok and you keep teasing and begging him and eventually he’s like you know what? Fine, since you’re such a little fucking slut I’ll give it to you, I’ll give it to you hard. and you’re like complaining about how its hard to walk after and he’s like ?? YOU ASKED and you’re like ;( so he has to baby you

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gunblud · 3 years

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pete praising and worshiping you while railing you so dirtyyyyyy all i can think about

Imagine just him getting all caught up in the moment and grunting and tripping over his words cause it feels so good and he’s

“so fucking close baby.”

like the fact that he said he’s quiet in bed usually? No sir. U will moan for me.

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gunblud · 3 years

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you’re cute when you’re jealous ~ rook

word count: 1138

request?: yes!

“Can you do a jealous smutty one with the reader x Rook? Like some girl is all over rook and the reader is jealous af”

description: when a groupie tries to get a little too close to her boyfriend, she, justifiably, gets very, very jealous

pairing: rook x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut

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I glared at the girl who was basically trying to dry hump Rook across the bar. I could tell he was trying to get away from her, but his high mixed with her pushiness kept him basically pushed against the wall.

“I’m gonna scratch her eyes out,” I muttered to my friend who was stood next to me.

“Do it,” she encouraged. “I’ll yank out her extensions.”

I smirked as I added, “I’ll pull out her implants.”

“Which ones?”

“Both.”

We laughed together. My momentary happiness quickly dissolved when I looked across the bar to see the groupie trying to lean into Rook, her lips pursed for a kiss. I shoved my drink in my friend’s hand before making my way across the bar, so determined that I shoved anyone who was in my path out of my way.

As my friend suggested, I grabbed the groupie by her extensions and yanked her away from Rook, causing her to exclaim in shock and pain. I wrapped my arms around Rook’s neck and glared daggers at her.

“Get the fuck off of my boyfriend,” I snapped.

She looked between us and scoffed. “You dating him? Please!”

I let go of Rook to approach her slightly. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Rook took hold of my arm, trying to calm me down. The groupie looked me up and down before continuing to stoke the fire. “It means a guy like Rook would never date a girl like you, unless it was for pity, which it seems to be. He was all over me just then.”

Rook’s grip on my arm tightened as I tried to advance on the groupie more. He leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “Leave it, baby. She’s not worth it. Let’s go home.”

I glared at the groupie before an idea popped into my head. I turned to Rook, a seductive smile on my face.

“Not home,” I told him. “Let’s go somewhere more private.”

His cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he realized what I was suggesting. A smile came across his face as well as he kissed me passionately before grabbing my hand and pulling me through the crowd. I turned back to shoot the groupie one last look, and flipping her off.

We were lucky enough to enter the bathroom at a rare moment when there wasn’t a long line. Rook looked the door and immediately pressed me against the door, his lips crashing onto mine. My hands found their way to his pants, fumbling with the button on his jeans.

I giggled as Rook pulled me from the door and pushed me against the sink, lifting me effortlessly so my legs were wrapped around his waist. He pulled his pants down with ease and pushed my dress up around my thighs. He pulled my lace panties aside and immediately pushed himself into me. I gasped at first, taking some time to adjust to his size being in me so quickly.

Rook’s thrusts were fast and needy right away. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him tightly as he railed me mercilessly. I had never been interested in public sex before, and often feared what would happen if I ever got caught, but in that moment, with the jealousy still flowing through my veins, I really didn’t care. I let my moans and screams of pleasure fill the small bathroom, uncaring if anyone would be able to hear on the other side of the door.

For some reason, picturing the groupie who was trying to hit on Rook standing outside the bathroom, hearing us fuck, made the whole ordeal even hotter. With so much pleasure, my eyes started to roll into the back of my head as I felt a familiar feeling building up inside of me.

Rook started kissing my neck, but when his thrusts started to become more sloppy and I felt him twitching inside of me, he took hold of the back of my neck and pulled me to him, kissing me deeply and passionately as he hit his climax. Feeling him pulsate inside of me finally pushed me over the edge and I moaned against his lips as I hit my own as well.

My nails were dug so deep into Rook’s shoulders I knew I would have marks left, although I wasn’t too concerned about that either. More ways to show that he was mine and mine only. His head was resting on my shoulder as the two of us rode out our highs, breathing heavily as we stayed tangled together.

When he finally had to pull away, I whimpered at the loss of contact. Rook smiled at me and placed a kiss on my lips as he cleaned himself up and adjusted his clothes. I fixed my dress and was assessing my makeup in the mirror when he spoke.

“You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

I shot him a look over my shoulder. “No way, I am not cute, and I wasn’t jealous, I was just angry that she was trying to be all over you like that.”

“That’s called jealousy babe,” he said, approaching me and wrapping his arms around me. “You know you have nothing to be jealous of, right? Girls like her have absolutely nothing on you.”

I sighed and buried my head in his chest. “I know, it’s just infuriating sometimes. Girls who innocently try to flirt are fine, because they just see a cute guy and want to flirt, but groupies like her who are all over you and so determined to fuck you just because you’re famous, it’s disgusting. And she was even delusional enough to think you actually wanted to fuck her!”

“Or maybe she wanted you to be that delusional so she could fuck me.”

I shook my head. “Whatever the case, I was ready to throw down right then and there. She never would’ve stood a chance, I would’ve ripped every fake piece off of her before the security could even get me.”

Rook’s chest vibrated as he laughed. “I would’ve loved to see that.”

I relaxed into his arms for a second, taking in his familiar scent and his warmth. I mentally reminded myself that this boy was mine and mine only. No one could ever take him from me, especially not some plastic groupie.

I pulled away quickly when I realized something. “Oh fuck! (Y/F/N) is out there! I totally didn’t mean to come fuck in a club bathroom without telling her. I hope she’s not freaking out.”

Rook chuckled and put his hands on my shoulders. “I’m sure she’s fine, (Y/N). Let’s go find her then go home, okay?”

I smiled and nodded, leaning up once more to kiss Rook before the two of us exited the bathroom.

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gunblud · 3 years

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omg giving Pete a blowjob while he’s driving or on the phone or something where he can’t give you his full attention

Author: im writing a whole fic for pete so be prepared

Warnings: smut, 18+, nsfw content, explicit content

“So next friday? I don’t know, do you think I-“ Pete stood in front of your window in your hotel room. You had flown all the way to Orlando to shoot some of the scenes for his movies and you had taken advantage of your two weeks off work to spend some time with him. However since you had first arrived in the city, yesterday, he didn’t pay attention to you at all. He was so focused on his script and on smoking all night with Colson that when he had come back to the room at two in the morning you were already asleep. Obviously it bothered you because you didn’t take this long ass trip to simply wait for him all night only to be having to deal with his high self. You waited for your nail polish to dry on your feet and looked at him. He was wearing his usual clothing items: black sweats and a pink shirt over it. You then looked at the clock and noticed he had to leave for set in thirty minutes. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his voice talked in the background and you got lost in your thoughts.

“Mmh... Okay well what about next thursday? He said he-“ his left hand went through his short hair as he whined in frustration. Even if he always joked about this you knew he really wanted his job to turn out perfectly, he put a lot of effort and work into it. You knew it better than anyone else because he’d always ask you to help him revise his lines. You looked at your now colored toes and stood up from the chair, drinking the last drop of your water and walking towards the tall boy. He didn’t even really acknowledge your presence. Too busy arguing with his manager probably. You huffed and leant against the window, waiting for him to get off the line.

“Yea I know but he never- I know! No, Colson left the- That’s what I am saying!” He raised his hand in the air before dropping it by his side in desperation. You giggled at his annoyed and tired face. He sent you a glare as he tried to end the call quickly. You eyed him up and down as he leant against the window, his hand pressing against the glass as he looked down at his shoes and nodded annoyed.

“Okay so now he doesn’t want to do this anymore? What the fuck, man!” He spoke again, his tone confused. You smirked and approached him, keeping yourself a few feet away though. He furrowed his brows but didn’t really pay much attention to you. Your hair was already tied so you simply slipped two of your fingers past the waistband of his sweats to pull him close and attached your lips to his neck. He tensed up, debating whether or not he should have pushed you off. You peppered his neck with sloppy kisses as his breath got caught up in his throat. Your hands still resting on top of his bottoms.

“Mmh...? Yea I get it but he said he was gonna do it and now he- he won’t, so- yea exactly!” He coughed when you sucked on his neck. He gripped the phone in his phone, his only desire to hang up and take you right there on the table in front of the mirror and just make you watch you getting your insides rearranged. However his manager went on and on and on. Your hand smartly slipped inside his sweats and once he felt you palming him through his brief he let out a loud hiss followed by a curse.

“Fucking hell... Sorry, just kicked the- the table.” He lied as you smirked against the skin of his neck. He was staring down at you as you slowly knelt down. You mouthed a ‘can i?’ And he eagerly nodded, not really wanting to step on the boundaries and proceeded to pull his bottoms down. He fisted his hand and gulped, finding it hard to follow his manager’s words where your hot breath fanned over his growing erection. He hadn’t noticed how sensitive he had become to your touch after two days of not touching each other until you began to tease him.

“Nono, we can-... We can reschedule, yea...” he murmured, you weren’t sure the person on the other line had heard him correctly. Your hands slowly pulled his boxers down before teasing him by kissing and biting the skin of his lower stomach and thighs.

“I just don’t think it would be a good idea, you know?” He spoke again. His cock out and already half hard. However not enough hard. Your hand was soon wrapped around his shaft as he swallowed his moans and grunts. Pete was not very vocal whenever it came to sex, nevertheless it was pretty complicated to keep it quiet when he was getting his dick sucked.

“Shit— he mumbled— Mmh... Tomorrow?” He coughed a bit. Your hand picked up the pace, his precum and your spit making it easier for your movements. You smirked up to him as he tried his best to not let the other person on line know what was going on.

“So maybe you could-“ his breath got caught in his throat as you took it in your mouth, the tip touching the back of your throat as you gagged. You knew you would have done that but his surprised, scared yet amused face was amazing. He took in two deep breaths as you swirled your tongue around it.

“Yea yea I’m fine, go on please.” At this point you didn’t know if he was talking to you or his manager. Either way you kept going and bobbed your head, his hand coming down to push a strand of hair out of your face and fist your hair into a makeshift ponytail to help with the pace.

“I will come as soon as possible.” You almost giggled at his choice of words and looked up at him as he proceeded to fuck your mouth. You felt tears starting to form at the corners of your eyes as his tip touched the back of your throat. Your nails scratched his thighs as you tried to keep yourself still.

“Shit... Fuck, mmh? Yea yea.” You could see he was slowly losing it and you loved it. His hand grasped at your scalp and he bit his bottom lip, suppressing any moan from coming out of his mouth as you sucked cautiously on his tip. Your head started to bob and by the way he twitched inside of your mouth you knew he wasn’t too far away from his release. One hand squeezing the phone and the other one closed in a fist against the window as he kept in any sound.

“Can I- call you back?” He asked and before he could even get answer he hung up. The phone was thrown away and one of his hands dove back in your hair as he set the pace once again. The tears now rolling down your cheeks as you gagged around him. He let go of any moan and groan as he chased his release.

“Fuck... Such a dirty girl... Fuck-“ he grunted as you swirled your tongue around him and took him fully in your mouth. His eyes moved from the ceiling to you, knelt down in front of him, a small smirk— as much as it was possible for you in that moment— spread across your face as you sucked him off and the way you took him in your mouth had him weak at his knees.

“Shit...” he grunted before finally reaching his climax. You didn’t stop immediately, milking him dry and enjoying every little moan and face he made. When you stood up you had spit and his cum dripping down your face, completely messed up as you tried to clean it up. You swiped your thumb across your bottom lip as you stared into his eyes.

“Mmh...” you moaned around your finger as he stared at you enchanted by anything you did. His bottom lip tucked between his teeth. You attempted to walk away to clean up the mess on your face but before you could even turn around you were thrown on the bed.

“Gotta return the favor, pretty.”

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gunblud · 3 years

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Q for pete

Quickie

The jarring sound of your alarm came earlier than expected. You swore that you closed your eyes for just a moment, and then that sound ripped you from a dreamless sleep. The only solace you had was feeling Pete’s arms tighten around your waist when you began to stir.

“I gotta go,” you hum, twisted to kiss him chastely, scrunching your fingers in his messed hair. He groans, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. “No.” Pete simply says, as if it were going to halt time and stop you from having to head to your doctor’s appointment. This ungodly appointment time— 6:45 a.m— was the only one you could nab. It was important, and it had been scheduled for over two months. And yet, Pete wrapping the covers around the both of you and kissing your shoulder was enough for you to consider playing hooky.

Amused, you humored him and placed your hands over his, and pressing back into his warmth. Then, his kisses wandered further up your neck, his destination being that sweet spot behind your ear, where he lingered. You smiled. “Are you just being sweet because you’re horny?” You ask, answered only by feeling his soft snicker against your ear. His hands rubbed your hips, fingertips tracing the crease of your stomach. For a moment, you caught yourself enjoying it a little too much.

To pull yourself out of it, you threw the covers back and sat up, your feet thudding against the ground. “Hey,” he blurts, offended. “Come on, please.” He kicked the covers off and gave you a dejected, slightly overreacted look, which you could see once you turned on the bathroom light. You snicker. “Oh, don’t look at me like that.” His smile was reluctant. Pete sat up, pouting. You put a hand on your cocked hip. Once your eyes fell down his exposed chest, you knew you were slipping. “We don’t have time.” You shrug. Eagerly, Pete checked his phone. “It’s 6:04. We totally have time.” “Pete, it takes thirty minutes to get there, I—“ “So we have ten minutes, right?” He looked like he was arguing for his sanity, giving you his best puppy eyes. How could you say no— especially when you didn’t want to? You turned off the bathroom light.

Silently, you roll your eyes and crawl onto the foot of the bed. “Ten minutes.”

Pete pulls you to straddle him and tugs you down into a kiss that deepened quicker than you thought it would. As soon as you straddled his lap, you felt how excited he was. He really wasn’t going to waste your time. You rutted yourself down against him as his cold hands startled the skin of your torso, and scared a gasp out of you. It was dark, but you could have sworn you saw him smile.

He flipped you over onto your back, propped up slightly by the bunched up covers beneath you. Pete was quick to pull your panties off and get between your legs, that little smile still plastered on his face. “What?” You giggle, rubbing over the back of the hand that rested on your abdomen. “Does this technically count as breakfast in bed?” He asks, punctuating by licking a broad stripe up your wet core. You arch up into him, a pleased sound leaving your chest as he puts your legs over his shoulders for a few minutes. When he came back up and kissed you, your knees still thrown over his shoulders, now bent up against your chest, you could taste yourself on his tongue. The way he kissed you was nothing short of tantalizing. It distracted you enough that, when he started to slowly push inside, it surprised you. “C’mon,” you gasp. “Hurry up.” Pete laughed at your fervor, seated fully inside you. He held your thigh and used his other hand to plant against the mattress. “Alright, alright.” He shook his head, soon taken by the feeling of your body tightening on him. “Shit,” the blond breathes as he starts to fuck you. It didn’t take long for you to be curling your toes and melting under him, balling the sheets in your hands. His lower lip was trapped under his teeth, Pete tipped his head back and started pulling you by your hips. Even as your blood roared, your body arching in ecstasy and your eyes screwing shut as you nearly pulled the fitted sheet off the mattress, you heard him let out something along the lines of "So fuckin' good, baby-- fuck!" His orgasm snuck up on him, leaving him quickly pulling out and unloading onto your belly.

Despite your hurry, you needed a moment to catch your breath. Pete would have laid down with you if he didn't get up, tucking himself back into his briefs and tossing you a t-shirt from the floor. "It's dirty, anyways." He mumbles. You were smiling and shaking your head, cleaning yourself off with the shirt when he called from the bathroom "You know, you're three minutes late."

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gunblud · 3 years

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2AM Drives

pete davidson x reader

warnings: smut, drug abuse, mentions of cocaine, high driving, light language, car sex

you had been dating pete for over a year now, colson was practically your best friend just as much he was pete’s, you were even close friends with megan fox. you all spent so much time together that you were basically family.

you, pete and colson were all so bored that you decided to take a night drive to take the time away. you were driving around the streets of new york, blasting loud music and having the time of your lives.

•2:20AM

you are sat in the back seat of colson’s car, as the two guys are in the front. one of colson’s songs are on, so the guys are rapping it whilst you’re texting your sister. you didn’t speak for a while, so pete leaned over and grabbed your phone. “get off your phone, have some fun” he laughed, handing you a blunt, you laughed too as you took the blunt from his hand and started smoking it.

•2:50AM

the car is now parked up somewhere, in the middle of nowhere. there were fields and forests for miles around you, so you all just sat in the car getting high and messing around. your snapchat memories were flooded with selfies of you three, videos of you rapping, singing and dancing, videos of you making out with pete etc.

•3:25AM

colson started driving again. where too? you have no idea. you’d never been around this part of town before, it was all knew to you, but you were too high to even give a fuck.

“i need to pee” you chuckle. “oh for fuck sake” colson chuckled back at you. “can’t you go in a bottle?” pete asked and handed you an empty bottle of water he found under the passenger seat. “very funny” you joked, snatching the bottle and throwing it right at pete’s head. he picked it back up and threw it back at you and you both just played about until colson pulled over as a gas station. “here. go” he said and pointed to the creepy restroom on the side of the gas station. “oh hell no. i’m not going in there alone” you say, noticing some homeless guys and junkies near the area. “i’ll come with you” pete says, taking off his seatbelt and opening his door. you opened your door too and grabbed his hand as you walked to the rest rooms. colson stayed and waited.

you walked past the group of junkies and homeless guys and you tightened your grip on pete’s hand, he pulled you closer to comfort you. you knew he’d do anything to protect you, colson would too. “you’re ok” he whispers to you, leaning down and kissing the side of your head. “want me to wait outside or?” pete asked as you stopped outside the restroom. “no, come in” you say, opening the door and pulling him inside, shutting it right behind you and locking it quickly. “don’t be so paranoid.” pete said and chuckled trying to calm you down. “i’m not, i just don’t trust men like that” you say, pointing at the door talking about the creepy drugged up guys outside. “i understand.” he nodded as he stood by the door whilst you made your way over to the toilet. you pulled your pants down and quickly did your business.

after you’d finished, you flushed the toilet and washed your hands and fixed yourself up in the broken mirror in front of you. “you look so beautiful.” he said, giggling as he walks beside you and nuzzles his face into your neck. you giggle back and shove him away playfully. “want some of this before we go back?” pete asked and chuckled as he pulled a small packet of cocaine from his pocket. you looked at it, then looked up into his eyes with an angry look on your face. he looked concerned, but you were only joking. “i’m kidding. gimme some” you say, giggling as he smirks, taking some out and lining it up on the edge of the sink.

pete leans down first and sniffs the first line, then comes back up and wipes his nose whilst looking at you. “your turn.” he says, pointing down at the other line. you smirk and tuck your hair back as you lean down and sniff the second line. you cough as you wipe your nose and the two of you just look at each other and burst out laughing. “we’re gonna end up like those guys out there if we carry on like this...” pete joked you laughed at him as you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door.

the two of you exited the restroom and jogged over to the car where colson was smoking a blunt waiting for you both, you both got in the back this time and closed the door. “dude?” colson asks, looking back at pete and frowning at him. “just drive, bro.” pete says and points at the wheel, colson shrugs and drives out of the gas station and continues driving around the empty streets of new york.

•3:40AM

the windows were rolled down, wind was blowing all around the car. music was still blaring, and you and pete were high as hell. he grabbed your face and started making out with you, as you slipped in some tongue. “jesus” colson mumbled to himself and chuckled as he looked in the rear view mirror and saw you two going at it. you both ignored him as pete pulled you onto his lap, still making out with you. “please don’t start banging” colson chuckles, watching the road ahead of him. “great idea.” pete says, pulling his lips away from yours and staring into your eyes. “guys” colson laughs as he looked in the rear view mirror again and sees pete pulling your top off. “jesus christ.” he mumbles to himself and turns the music up louder, ignoring what you two were doing.

you lift your butt up off pete’s lap as he pulls your pants down, leaving you in just your undies and bra. he slid your panties across to give him access. he doesn’t take any of his clothes off, he just pulls his dick out and you slowly began to sit on it. you quietly moan in his ear when you feel him inside of you as you rest your head in the crook of his neck. you place your hands on his chest above his top, and he grabs your waist and pulls you down further, making him go deeper into you. you moan a bit louder, all whilst colson is driving. he genuinely doesn’t care, because you two are his best friends.

“i love you.” you whisper in his ear as you continued to moan each time his big length slides in and out of you. “i love you too” he whispers back as he moves your head and kisses your neck. after going at it for a few more minutes, you crawled off him and sat next to him, putting your hands behind his neck and pulling him down on top of you. he is a tall guy, so this is difficult in the back of a car. he manages to find a comfy position on top of you and pushes himself into you, making you moan and dig your nails into his upper back. “go harder” you whisper in his ear, causing him to do as you say.

colson feels the car shake more so he huffs. “chill out back there” he says and chuckles, shaking his head and taking a puff from his blunt, blowing it out the window. the roads were empty, there wasn’t another car for miles, none of you will get caught.

“fuck” you say in pete’s ear as you reach your climax, you were super horny when you were high, so coming fast wasn’t an issue for you. you guys continue going at it for a little longer until you had to cum, he stopped himself so he could go for another round on you later... you smirk at him as you put your clothes back on, and you crawl into the front passenger seat this time. “you better have kept it clean back there, i ain’t wiping cum stains from my own seats” colson glares at you, then at pete in the rear view mirror. pete gives him a guilty look which makes colson groan. “sorry, brother” he says whilst laughing as he begins to wipe the seats with his bare hands...

a/n: i’ll be writing a part 2 to this, i have some more ideas :)

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gunblud · 3 years

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Thesis

After a bad day, Colson comes over to take care of you, only to find out about a secret you’ve been keeping from him.

Request: “I was wondering if you could do a Kells fic where he’s dating the reader and finds out she is c*tting, and helps her. Its total ok if you aren’t comfortable writing this though 🖤”

Colson X Reader

Warnings: discussion and depictions of self-harm, cursing, angst

A/N: Gonna get really serious with this one: If you are struggling with self-harm (in all forms, not just those discussed in this text) or issues with your mental health, please reach out to someone! Family, friends, anyone. I know it’s hard and you may feel like no one cares, but I promise someone does. If you don’t feel comfortable telling someone you know, message me. My page is a safe space and I will never judge you. I promise you, the world is a much better place with you in it and you deserve to take up space, you deserve to be happy.

On that note, do not read this if you feel it may be triggering to you, please.

Word Count: 2457

You sighed as you read the email subject Re: Y/L/N Final Thesis Revised 2. Every time your doctoral advisor sent you an email in response to any work on your thesis, it wasn’t good.

Ms. Y/L/N,

I regret to inform you that the corrections that you have made are still not adequate enough for submission to the board. Please read my notes attached for further work to be done.

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Credit:- @grimyfrightz

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kissing strangers ~ pete davidson

word count: 2522

request?: yes!

“Can you do a story where the reader is at New Year’s Eve and she wants to kiss someone and she kisses a random man she finds out it’s Pete Davidson after?”

description: in which she’s single for the first time in years and decides to kiss the first person she sees at midnight on new year’s eve

pairing: pete davidson x female!reader

warnings: swearing, alcohol usage

masterlist (one, two)

Why did I think this would be a good idea? you thought to yourself as you looked around at your fellow partygoers.

Your best friend had convinced you to come to a New Year’s Eve party thrown by someone you didn’t even know. Your boyfriend of five years had broken up with you just a few days before (between Christmas and New Years, perfect timing), and all you wanted to do was lay in bed and cry. Your friend, however, wanted to get you out of the house, even if it was just for one night.

“I’ll be by your side all night,” she had promised. “I won’t leave you alone at all.”

That lasted all of ten minutes.

The moment you walked through the door, the host of the party whisked your friend away. She called over her shoulder that she would come find you soon. That was roughly three hours ago and you were still stood in a corner all by yourself, watching your fellow partygoers having a much better time than you.

There were too many couples sitting or dancing together, grinding or making out. They were all basically one step away from fucking right there in front of everyone. If it wasn’t couples, it was single people attempting to hook up with anything that moved.

Being what felt like the only single person in the room made you regret coming. You found yourself even becoming angry at this thought and wanting to leave. But you were already two drinks deep and you were sure your friend was more than shitfaced at this rate. So, instead of leaving or sitting there and continuing to feel angry, you decided to follow her lead and get completely obliterated.

You down your next two drinks in quick succession, and did a few shots with a group of very drunk people that were in the kitchen when you went for your third. By the time you had gotten halfway through your third drink, you could barley see straight and your stomach was starting to churn.

You went outside for some fresh air, nearly sighing with relief when the cold air hit your face. You hadn’t realized how stuffy it had gotten inside until that moment.

You were leaning on the railing of the balcony, two couples standing on either side of you, already getting started on their midnight kissing. You cringed at the very public displays of affection, but also secretly wished you were still with your ex to do the same thing.

Who breaks up with someone before New Year’s? you thought to yourself. Especially so close after Christmas? The greedy fucker probably only wanted his Christmas gifts then to kick you to the curb.

Your anger started to rise at this, and just in time for someone to announce that there was only 30 seconds left of the year. Everyone raced outside, either onto the balcony where you were or into the yard below, to start the countdown to the new year. As they began to chant from 10, you noticed almost everyone around you had someone for their midnight kiss. Everyone except for you.

A combination of your anger and drunkenness caused you to make a decision you never would’ve made if you were sober.

“Five, four, three, two, one!”

Without thinking, you turned to the person closest to you that wasn’t already attached to another girl, and pulled him in for a kiss as the fireworks lit up the sky around you. Your poor victim seemed shocked at first, going completely tense as your lips met his. The somewhat sober part of your brain was screaming at you for your stupid decision (You don’t even know who this guys is! What if he’s some creeper or he has herpes or something?!), but you were too faded to really care at that point.

His hands found your waist and he pulled you to him, pressing his body as close to yours as he possibly could. Your hands gripped at the soft material of the shirt he was wearing, slipping under for just a moment to feel his warm skin against your cold hands.

Before either of you could go further, though, your stomach lurched and you quickly pulled away from him. You had gotten just a glance of what he looked like before you went running back into the house and to the nearest bathroom.

After hogging the bathroom for upwards of 20 minutes, you finally stopped throwing up and were able to get up from your place beside the toilet. You splashed your face with some cold water and decided your best course of action was to get some water, find your friend, and leave as soon as possible.

The first stage was very easy to fulfil, however the party was so jam packed with people, and the lights were so dim, that it was hard to tell where your friend could’ve gone. You were starting to wonder if maybe she ditched you for the host of the party, or for some guy she had picked up along the way. Neither would’ve surprised you all that much.

You decided to take your water and sit outside the front door to see if she would leave any time soon. If you didn’t see her within the next hour, you decided you’d just walk home on your own.

You were finishing the contents of your cup when someone sat next to you. He was a tall guy, around your age, with messy black hair and brown eyes so deep you felt like you could get lost in them. You almost had to chastise yourself for thinking of him in this way so soon after your heartbreak, but you had to admit that he was a very attractive man.

“I hope my kissing wasn’t that bad that you had to go vomit,” he said.

It took you a moment to realize what he was talking about, and when you did you cringed. “Fuck, that was you?” He nodded, a slight grin on his face. “Oh my God, I am so sorry. That was so wrong of me, I hope I didn’t ruin your night or anything?”

“Again, only the thought that you threw up because you kissed me would have ruined my night,” he responded. “Trust me, I will not complain about a beautiful woman randomly kissing me during a party.”

You blushed at his compliment and looked down at your cup, hoping he wouldn’t see.

“I didn’t throw up because of the kiss,” you assured him. “I just had too much to drink way too quickly and it all caught up to me at once.”

“Sounds like normal New Year’s Eve party behavior.”

You shook your head. “Not for me. I don’t usually drink. I kinda went overboard tonight because…” You trailed off, looking up at your still unknown midnight kiss. “Sorry, you don’t wanna hear this. We don’t even really know each other.”

“Well, we can fix that. I’m Pete, and you are?”

“(Y/N).”

“Nice to properly meet you, (Y/N).” You giggled and shook the hand he offered to you. “Now, tell me, what has you so troubled that you got shitfaced, kissed a stranger, then threw up? And now has you sat out here all by yourself.”

You sighed and looked down at your lap. “My um…my boyfriend of five years broke up with me a few days ago. My friend dragged me to this party to get me out of the house, but she immediately ditched me, and watching all these couples being lovey dovey with one another, or horny drunks trying to hook up, just sort of set me off. I decided to get absolutely drunk, and at midnight I was drunk and angry so…I kissed the nearest single person.”

“Which was me,” Pete finished.

“Which was you,” you confirmed. “At least, I hope you’re single. If you have a girlfriend already I am very sorry.”

Pete chuckled. “Don’t be sorry. I am very much single. I don’t think a girl has even looked at me that way in months. That I know of, anyways.”

You breathed a sigh of relief, happy to know that you hadn’t drunkenly made the moved on a man who was already taken.

“And, if I might add,” Pete continued, “I know that I literally know nothing about you besides your name, but your ex is definitely an idiot. Five years and he decides to end it? Not even put a ring on it? That’s shitty, and stupid. If I were your boyfriend, I’d put a ring on it within a few months.”

You giggled and shook your head. “You don’t mean that. You don’t even know me.”

“I don’t, but I know your kissing is so good that I’d never let it go.”

Your face heated up with blush again. This time, Pete caught it and smiled back at you.

The door opened behind the two of you and you looked over your shoulder, hoping to finally see your friend again. When a group of drunk girls walked out instead, narrowly avoiding kicking the two of you or tripping over you, you sighed and rolled your eyes to yourself.

“I know, drunk girls, right?” Pete joked, thinking your reaction was to the girls who were now walking away.

“That wasn’t meant for them,” you told him. “It was meant for the friend I came here with. I spent who knows how long trying to find her after I threw up so we could go, or at least so I could tell her I’m leaving, but there’s no sign of her anywhere. I’m just annoyed that she ditched me when she told me she wouldn’t.”

“That’s fucked up,” Pete agreed. “Listen, this may be a bit forward since we only just met, and I understand if the answer is no, but I haven’t been drinking tonight. If you want to go home, I can drive you home. Fuck your friend, leave her here to get home on her own. I think you have more than a good enough reason for that.”

While part of your mind was screaming at you to not get into a car with this man that you didn’t know, the other part was reminding you of your stomach, which was still not feeling the best, and the heartbreak that led you to coming to the party and meeting Pete in the first place. You just wanted to be home and, at this rate, you’d take any offer to get home.

“Yes please,” you responded. “That’d be fantastic.”

Pete smiled and stood. He offered you his hand and pulled you to your feet. You stumbled slightly, falling into him. He quickly wrapped an arm around your waist to steady you. You looked down into his eyes and felt your legs turn to jelly (although, that also could’ve been thanks to the alcohol still in your system).

“Can you walk?” Pete teased.

“I can,” you confirmed, pulling from his embrace and slowly walking down the two small stairs. He laughed at your attempt to seem sober and led you to his car.

The minute he turned on the heat, you were blasted with hot air against your face. He quickly reached to turn it off, but you caught his hand before he could. “Leave it on, please. It was way too cold outside for me to just be sat around in jeans and a t-shirt.”

Pete chuckled and agreed.

As he started driving, you rested your head against the window, a weird sensation of the cold glass mixed with the hot air surrounding you. The world outside passed in a blur and you could barley focus on it too much as it was hurting your eyes and your head. You ended up closing your eyes for a while and, before you know it, Pete was waking you up outside of your apartment.

“I’m gonna help you to the door,” he decided. “Just to make sure you don’t pass out or anything on the way there.”

You wanted to protest, but you knew that was a smart idea. You were suddenly feeling very tired and could already feel the effects of the hangover you’d have in the morning.

Pete helped you out of the car and walked you to your door, one hand around your waist as he did so. His touch was warm and you just wanted to stay there forever.

You got to the door and unlocked it. You stepped in and turned to Pete, almost expecting him to be following you inside. Instead, he stayed just outside the door, leaning against the doorframe.

“Well, m’lady, you have made it home safe and sound,” he said. “Make sure you keep an Aspirin by your bedside table for your hangover tomorrow, and drink a lot of water.”

“I will,” you told him. “Thanks again for all of this, Pete. It means a lot to me that you’d drive me home.”

“Anything for my midnight kiss.”

You giggled at this. You both stood in silence for some time. You didn’t want Pete to go. Although you were still feeling an ache in your heart, you could also feel something else for Pete. Something that went beyond two strangers kissing at midnight, or a potential rebound with him. You felt like, once you got to know him, you might have some real feelings for him.

“I feel like it’s my duty to make sure you’re not completely miserable tomorrow when you wake up,” he said suddenly. “So, I hope it’s not too forward if I ask you for your number. Just so I can check on you tomorrow, of course.”

You smiled brightly. “Of course. Give me a second.”

You grabbed a pen and a sticky note and wrote your number down. As you passed it to him, his smile mirrored your own. He looked down at the number for a long time before looking back up at you.

“This is a real one, right? I’m not gonna call a Chinese place by accident tomorrow?”

You laughed. “Yes, it’s my number. You gotta have some faith in people, Pete.”

He nodded. “You’re right. I do. One last question before I go: do you think we could try that midnight kiss again? You know, without you running away to vomit afterwards.”

“I can’t promise I won’t vomit, but I’d love to try the kiss again.”

Pete smiled and almost immediately took you into his arms. Your lips pressed against his and you could almost hear the fireworks that had been lighting up the sky during your first kiss. Except, this time, there were no actual fireworks. It was just the feeling that came from kissing Pete.

He pulled away from the kiss first, literally having to drag himself away from you. “Goodnight (Y/N).”

“Goodnight Pete.”

You closed and locked the door behind him, watching him walk back to his car and start it before silently celebrating to yourself.

I guess tonight didn’t turn out so bad after all.

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