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provokedgoalie · 7 months

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i had a thot™ when i was in church earlier—like the ungodly woman i am. also, for 18+ eyes only 🔞 leave me alone.

i was thinking about the man (hush) x reader & pain kink. with a smidge of primal play & blood kink

like imagine y'all fucking

you straddling him

the arrow he shot you with lodged deep into your shoulder blade

he tugs on it a bit (“got you real good, didn't I?” with a chuckle) & when you hiss, you're quick to use the knife he gifted you on him

maybe you stab him in the side or in his shoulder. twist the blade a bit until you pull a throaty groan out of him

he gets off on it tho. grabs your hips & thrusts up to fuck you harder

growls as he takes a hand & yank out the arrow

you don't know why—even when the scream tears through your throat—but you clench hard around him

you're both panting heavily

blood is all over y'all's hands

he leaves bloody handprints on your ass

you write “m i n e” on his chest

it'd look like a goddamn crime scene when y'all both cum

#darkbucky writes #the man x reader #the man hush x reader #hush 2016 #hush (2016)#the man x you #the man smut #slashers #slasher smut #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher x you #slasher x y/n #slashers x you #slashers x y/n #netflix hush

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quietmyfearswith · 3 years

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kinktober day 7 — degradation

kink — degradation pairing —mechanic!helmut zemo x fem!reader warnings — MINORS DNI, degradation (like a whole lot), zemo is kinda mean and downright filthy in this one, dirty talk, blowjob, unprotected penetrative sex, semi-public sex? (they’re in a car garage) word count —1,304 words a/n — this idea was originally @darkbucky‘s idea and she was sweet enough to let me write it so go thank her for blessing us with this deliciously naughty idea!! this is my first time doing degradation so i hope i gave justice to it taglist —

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“But vati,” She whined out, stomping her foot into the concrete floor that had stains of motor oil on them, “You promised we would spend some time together to watch a movie!” To some her argument would have sounded childish and immature, but in her mind her reasoning was valid. In the past few months she rarely got to spend a full day with the love of her life, with him always tinkering with some part of a car in his garage.

“I know I said that, liebling,” Zemo exhaled as he slid the creeper seat so his view shifted from the filthy undercarriage to the adorable view of his girlfriend pouting at him, “But vati has a strict deadline he has to meet.”

Kneeling down so they were within each other’s eye level, she clicked her tongue as she grabbed the towel that was in her purse to wipe off the sweat that was building up around his forehead, “Sometimes I think you love cars more than me, vati.” Her pout turned into a shy grin when Zemo leaned forward to press a sweet, chaste kiss on her lips. “I do love you more than anything, schatz. I just want to be able to provide for what you need and want; and how will I be able to do that if I don’t work hard hm?”

Despite understanding his point, she still was left displeased; upon hearing no comeback from her, Zemo pressed one last kiss to her lips before laying his back down against the creeper seat then sliding right back to work on the undercarriage once again.

Taking already two steps towards the exit, Y/N looked back and considered whining and begged for attention from Zemo once again; but her plans changed when she noticed the dick print becoming prominent on her boyfriend’s denim jeans. Smirking to herself, she knelt down and was grateful she chose to wear some tight-fitting pair of leggings instead of a skirt.

As quietly as possible, she unzipped his pants and unfurled the button of his jeans; “Hey, what are you doing, liebe?” Despite his startled statement, Zemo remained underneath the car as he tried his best to get a good look at the situation. Ignoring his question she decided to fish out his cock from his briefs and stroke the semi-hard cock slowly, her thumb rubbing the tip of his cock while she twisted her palm a little once she was giving attention to the upper half of his cock.

“I want to spend time with you, vati,” She purred seductively, “Is that so bad?” The thumb that was rubbing his tip stopped, causing him to rut his hips. Smirking, she licked the tip of his cock while her hand slid down to massage his balls.

“Fuck, schatz,” Zemo moaned out, dropping the tools he had in his hands, throwing his head back in pleasure upon feeling her cheeks hollow as she took more of his cock in her mouth. She gagged lightly once only a quarter of him was not inserted in her mouth; irritated with that, Zemo forced her to take all of him in her tight throat, “If you’re gonna pretend to be like a hure, then you might as well be treated like one, no?”

Her hands were frantically patting at his thighs as she felt her limits be met when the tip of his cock was prodding the back of her neck, “What? Did you bite off more than you can chew, kleiner? Can’t handle the cock you wanted so badly in shoving down your throat? But isn’t that your sole purpose as my personal hure?”

With a firm hand pulling her mouth off of his cock, he smirked at her messy state with drool and precum escaping the corner of her mouth. Sliding the creeper seat so he now had a better view of her after sliding out from under the car.

“Do you want more, little hure?” He taunted as he removed himself from the creeper seat and laid her down on it instead; she whimpered at his display of strength and nodded desperately, “I need you so bad, vati. Please give me your cock.”

“I think you can beg better than that,” He teased, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he prolonged her despair, “Surely a hure like you knows how to ask for the cock you so badly need, hm?”

“I want you so badly please, Helmut,” She moaned, hands clawing at his veiny forearm, “I promise to be a good puppe for you, and will do anything you ask. Just want your cock fucking me hard. Want to feel it deep inside me.”

“See how easily you can be a slut for me? That is one of your special skills, you know?” The tone of his voice was deep and sultry, causing her arousal to increase as her lust-filled brain ignored how his statements were degrading. With one hand on her hip he guided his cock all the way inside her, the tip immediately brushing against her sweet spot — causing her to mewl out in pleasure.

“One stroke in and you’re already crying out for me?” He taunted upon seeing the word please repeatedly fall from her lips as she nodded; his hands fell from her hips and down to the creeper seat as he moved it, sliding his cock in and out of her at a rapid pace.

“Is that what my desperate little slut needs? Does she need my cock in her tight, filthy hole all the damn time?” He smirked at her, her head shaking as she tried to fight back, “My hole’s not filthy!”

“And yet no retort to being fucking desperate for my cock,” He grunted when he felt his cock reaching even deeper in her, his hands slidingthe seat faster underneath him, causing her to whimper loudly and more of her juices to coat his thick, searing meat. “You’re just a dumb little baby, always gonna beg and moan for my cock and cum.”

“That’s all you are and all you’ll ever be – a desperate little hure for me,” Her hands held onto his shoulders as the way he speared into her hole was becoming too much, causing her insides to become extremely sensitive with his onslaught, “Look at you, already speechless and sensitive; acting like you didn’t know this was what you had coming when you sucked me off like some cheap tramp.”

Feeling his cock throb, he came deep inside her as he continued to drill into her pussy while still spitting out vile words, “And you know what it is little hures like you deserve? You deserve to be disposed of with loads of cum,” The final words he spoke were matched with cruel thrusts as he made sure to unload all of his cum deep inside her pussy.

Once he was finished, he slid all the way inside her and observed how she was panting deeply and pouting, “I didn’t get to cum, vati. I was so close!”

Smirking as he leaned down to roughly kiss her lips, pulling the bottom lip away once he decided that he had already teased her enough with the kiss he then looked down on her darkly, “Have I not made your purpose clear, little slut? All you’re good for is a tight hole for me to fuck and for me to unload my cum on. I didn’t say you deserve to cum.”

She just whimpered and clawed at his arms wordlessly — begging for him to rethink his affirmation and let her cum. Ignoring her please, he then removed his cock in her pussy as and gently poked at her ass, “And I don’t want you to think I’m going to leave this hole untouched.”

#helmut zemo x reader #helmut zemo smut #baron zemo x reader #baron zemo x fem!reader #helmut zemo x fem!reader #quietmyfears #quiet kinktober #kinktober #baron helmut zemo #baron helmut zemo x reader #daniel bruhl x reader #daniel bruhl x fem!reader

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darknessisafriend · 2 years

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Riding the priest

Here it is @darkbucky !!! I hope you will enjoy it!^^ thank you for letting me write it :)

"Ah...Y/N…” he breathed excitedly as he pinned you against the door of the confessional, his hands cupping your face as you passionately kissed, your soft tongue entering his mouth and caressing his, tasting him, and oh God he tasted sweet, addictive. He was so careful as he kissed you, restraining himself as if he was afraid you would break.

You had been having an affair for months now, hiding and kissing in the shadows, fearing to be caught. Though, it had never gone further than kissing, your hands on his chest and neck, his on your facey. You had been craving more since the start but your dear Abbé needed time, innocent to any loving touch and yet each time you touched him he would melt, he craved you too, more and more each day. And today it was at its peak, his body pressed more against yours, your hand slid down his chest to his lower belly, wanting to go even lower and making him whimper in excitement.

“I want you Francois…” you panted against his lips, clinging to him almost desperatly.

“You have me Y/N...my heart is yours…” he murmured, not able to part from your mouth, addicted to your kisses.

“I meant...I meant your body too...I’m ready to give you mine fully…” you precised, sometimes you were truly amused by his naivety. He stopped kissing you, resting his forehead against yours, looking at you full of love, his pupils dilated and cheeks red, he wanted it too.

“I want to be one with you Y/N.” he answered, a little smile on his lips as he kissed you again, his heart beating so fast for you. As you made out, your hand slid lower, feeling his hard crotch and making his pants feel so tight but as soon as you touched it the Abbé gasped and pulled back. “Actually I-I might not be ready…” he slightly stuttered, even more red, he had never touched himself so feeling someone else touching him was truly overwhelming.

“Francois what is it? Did I do something wrong?” you worried it would end so soon.

“No I...I think I’m not ready to have it- put it inside, Oh god what am I saying?” He was a flustered mess, ashamed of his innocence and yet so turned on. You pinched your lips together, retaining a giggle, he was adorable.

“We can do anything you want... anything that would make you comfortable. I’m sure that when you read the Marquis’ stories he provided many...various things to do and that...interested you.” you suggested, you wanted him so much right now, making you squeeze your legs together. You had read the Marquis’ stories yourself, you knew the Abbé didn’t need to let out his manhood to pleasure you and himself. He swallowed down, thinking about what he had read, anything that had particularly aroused him.

“M-maybe we could...do as if you-we were doing it...but you hum move on my thigh?” he suggested in a stutter, not sure if he was being clear, he was so red. You seemed a bit confused so he sat down on the bench “Come here..” he murmured, tapping his left thigh.

“Oh. Yeah sure!” you giggled understand now and eager to try it out. You slowly approached him, a sensual look on your face and a light blush covering your cheeks. You lifted your dress above your knees and stood up above his thigh, your breathing quickened as you put your hands on his chest, caressing it.

“Y/N…” he breathed, he looked at your naked legs, soft, skin like porcelain, you were showing them to him, just him. Your whole body was beautiful, your hands, your curvy hips, your breast, your hair down and your lips parted, all of you was for him, where to start? where could he touch, how?

“You can touch me, here, let me help you.” you murmured, noticing his head full of questions, taking his hands and putting them on your naked thighs and moving his hands to make him caress your legs.

He exhaled, his mouth agape, his hands were cold on your skin, giving you goosebumps as they touched your warm thighs, even if he was shaking like a leaf, he was terribly excited. He felt the urge to cover your body in kisses, wanting to taste you...but his whole body was trembling in excitement preventing him from doing what he wanted, he was so weak for your touch as you unbuttoned his cassock, your delicate fingers sliding underneath his shirt to feel his skin, making him whimper in need, his erection was getting painful, so he shifted his hips, in hope for some satisfaction “Y/N….please...don’t stop touching me, I’m begging you…” he breathed, his tone desperate now.

“I won’t stop Francois, never.” you promise and lowered yourself on him, sitting astride his thigh, feeling his muscles contract at the touch.

“Oh! Oh God…” he moaned softly as he felt your burning core on his thigh, so soft, so warm, so inviting...his fingers shyly traveled under your dress to put his hands on your hips as he captured your lips for a hungry kiss, so it was just like the Marquis described, the women getting wet when aroused, what a wonderful thing, it felt so good.

“Abbé…” you called him against lips, you knew deep down he enjoyed being called by his title while he ‘sinned’. He moaned louder, you slowly started to rub yourself on him, your knee brushing over his hard bulge, his noises becoming high pitched and yet soft. He could feel your wetness soaking his pants, it was making his head spin.

“Am I….is it me...making you...wet?” he asked, his voice trembling as he spoke, his hands, light like feathers guiding the rocking of your hips on him, making you go slow but pressing you more on his thigh.

“Yes...you excite me so much! the way you touch me...the way you kiss me...heavenly..” you purred in his ear, nibbling his earlobe. Your words terribly excited him, how wonderful to make you moan, to give you so much pleasure, to be at the origin of this powerful desire.

“Let me look at you, dear. I want to see…” he turned his head, meeting your eyes, clouded by pleasure, your cheeks red, your mouth opening and letting out the sweetest moans as he made you increase the pace, your knee rubbing faster against his hard dick “Oh God…!” All of this was overwhelming, he could feel himself losing his mind, his manhood burning him.

Then he was taken by uncontrollable passion, his hands leaving your hips to unlace your corset, exposing your breast. His mouth started to hungrily kiss your chest, taking your nipples in his mouth, tasting them, eagerly sucking them, feeling how soft they are. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your hand grabbing his hair as you shifted closer to him, your rocking faster, pressing his face against your tits, fuck that mouth!

Despite being muffled against your body, his moans echoed in the chapel, so soft, so clear “Y/N...Y/N! Oh God…!” his moans grew more desperate, the way he moved his hips against your knee, pressing you against his body, his mouth barely able to keep kissing your skin until he came, his seed dirtying his underwear, briefly freezing, his mouth agape, his eyes closed, savoring the sensation, his body was shaking against yours, it was the first time he allowed himself to cum and oh God that felt wonderful.

“Don’t move...please I’m almost there…” you whimpered excitedly, so happy of what just happened, you were making love with your dear Abbe. He let out little noises of approval, he was a complete mess and you felt him leave little kisses on your throat, his hands, not shaking anymore as he made you increase the pace of your rockings, his pants wet with your juice.

Your hard nipples were now brushing against his naked chest, making you both go crazier. Your fingers started to sink in his scalp as you felt yourself coming closer and closer, your legs squeezing him as you rode him “Ah...ah Abbé!” you called him as you came, pressing more against his thigh, the priest quickly lifted his head, looking at you to witness that moment.

“Beautiful…” he breathed, caressing your face, pushing your hair out of your forehead, looking at you with adoration, oh yes, he could never get tired of this view, this would be the first of many times.

Abbe's sinners: @lyoongx @weirdflecksbutok @skaravile @niniita-ah @stardancerluv @sgtsavoytruffle @charlie-sisters @ohcarlesmycarles @valentina15 @bring-your-holy-water @buttergirlie @fly-like-a-phoenix @we-were-electrocute @sophiefleck @the-queen-of-things @five-miles-over @jokerflecker @yukis-writing @darkbucky @rajacero @niniitah-ah @morrisonmercurryphoenix @fly-like-a-phoenix @pinkbay-love

#joaquin phoenix #quills 2000 #quills #abbe de coulmier x you #abbe de coulmier x reader #abbe x reader #abbe de coulmier

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theravencawsatmidnight · 3 years

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Its been a really long time since ive seen those Author/Art Rec Blog tag game thingys. So heres some awesome bbys who write/draw awesome stuff.

@thesimpsclub

@kingtamakimurder

@darkbucky

@vermiliren

@knifeewifee

@glassartpeasants

@weird-and-unusual

@jaycewrites-192000

@7-deadly-simpin

@bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love

@nothing-but-haikyuu

@valuedabovehoardedgold

@vixen-scribbles

@solies-scripts

& much much more. If ive forgetten anyone , comment and ill add you 🥰.

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cherienymphe · 3 years

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Hola Cherienymphe! Hope you're good. I was wondering if you removed your surrogate story where dark married stucky don't tell the reader it's her baby? I know I read chapter one and came to see if chapter 2 is out and now it's gone? Please don't remove it! It was fucking amazingly done and I will wait forever for a second part

I regret to inform you that, alas, that piece of writing doth not belong to me. BUT I know what story you’re talking about hang on

https://gotnofucks.tumblr.com/post/639585492366770176/pairing-darksteve-x-reader-darkbucky-x

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hardknifeplays · 3 years

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hey! it's been a really long time since the last time i was here!

big thanks to @darkbucky for tagging me this <3 lets goooo

indoor plants or gardens // cloud-watching or star-gazing // water or fire // paperback or hardcover // running or hiking // sleeping with socks or without socks // fruit or vegetables // hanging plants or succulents // dark wood or light wood // handwritten or typed // instagram or pinterest // braids or pigtails // dc or marvel // books or movies // oceans or meadows // forests or fields // sweet or salty // ice cream or chocolate // hoodies!!! or sweaters // long hair or short hair // piercings or tattoos // summer or winter // boots or sneakers // cars or motorcycles // curls or straight hair // castles or cottages // sunny days or storms // reptiles or birds // disney or nickelodeon // strawberries or watermelon // essays or posters // phones or laptops // glass or stone // dark or light // photos or paintings // circuses or theatres // reading or writing // dogs or cats // poetry or novels // monsters or ghosts // thrift shops or libraries // fiction or non-fiction

#i love these!!!#i enjoy choosing them lol #thanks for tagging #darkbucky #knifetalks #misc

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openforjean · 4 years

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DARKBUCKY please Do you still plan to write Steve though

yes

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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18+. minors dni. 🔞

♡ perv!bruno madrigal x reader

♡ a/n: rewatched encanto with the family last night and thoughts were being thunk 😗👉🏽👈🏽 love me some voyeur bruno. (also, reader kinda knows he's watching them)

“Bruno,” you whimpered, as you rubbed yourself harder against your soiled pillow; your hips gyrated until the bed shook, knocking against the wall in rhythm.

The one where he was watching from.

He caught his wrecked sobs with his hand, while the other wraps around his leaking cock— the veins pulsing as he fists himself with vigor upon seeing you throw your head back.

“Oh, fuck. Please,” you pleaded, mouth agape as the grip on your pillow grew tighter.

Your unfocused eyes locked with the hole in the wall, almost as if you were aware of his voyeuristic ways.

He was throbbing in his slick covered palm, painfully aware that he'll come any minute. He never lasted long with you.

Bruno couldn't be sure what brought it on: maybe it was the thought of you putting on a show for him, or the way that you said his name, but he gritted his teeth as he pumped himself a final time.

With a groan, ropes of white coated his stomach and shaking hand. He brings it to his lips, tongue peeking out to kitten lick his fingers— his mind tricking himself into believing it was you cleaning him up.

When he glances up, you're on your back coming down from your high. Your heated cheeks and heaving chest made his cock twitch, signalling for another round.

He moves to tuck himself back into his pants, when he hears you giggle.

“Hope you enjoyed that, Brunito.”

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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just like me | m.m.

pairing: michael myers x reader

summary (somewhat): reader likes the danger he possess, even if it can get them killed.

a/n: peepaw myers can get it 👁️👅👁️ (also, this is my first time writing for my mans 🤧 mark this day down y'all)

You weren't sane, that much you knew— because, nobody should be getting a thrill out of this.

And yet, you craved the kitchen knife currently pressing against your neck.

The man wielding it grunts behind his mask, bloodlust consuming his entire being as his scarred hand tightens its grip on the handle.

You lean forward into his touch, sharp blade piercing into skin, and you grin wolfishly up at him.

Crimson seeps down your neck, wild eyes lock with eye holes; and although the shadows prevent you from getting a good look, you can tell from the slow tilt of his head that he's intrigued.

He's finally met his match.

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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scaredy cat.

pairing: sidney crosby x reader

a/n: me writing fluff?? shocking. me & @puckssbunny were talking about sid & it made me soft, so this happened. this was a bit of a self-indulgent thing, so it felt good to write for myself. <3 (also, plot kinda took a mind of its own. honestly, didn't know where it was taking me 😂)

Lounging on the couch with a fleece blanket wrapped around your shoulders, you decided to put on a movie that came out recently, with your boyfriend, Sidney— and although he wasn't a huge fan of horror, he did enjoy seeing you jump every now and then from the corner of his eyes.

“You can hide behind me if it's too scary.” he offered, with a teasing grin; fingers wiggled up your leg, causing you to lightly kick him.

“Oh, shut up. I'm not scared.” you rolled your eyes, but scooted closer to him nonetheless.

He chuckled at your blatant lie, but hoisted you up by the waist to set you on his lap.

You were usually good at masking your fear, but when you heard the music take a sinister turn, you tucked your face into his neck with a whimper.

“Maybe we should watch something else?” He murmured, soothing circles into your back with a gentle hand.

“Umm, okay,” you ashamedly mumbled. “How about The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie?”

He threw his head back with a booming laugh, “You just want to sing the Goofy Goobers song, don't you?”

“Maybe...”

“Alright, you goober. I much rather hear you laugh than scream in my ear, anyway.”

♡

Needless to say, you retaliated with a pillow to his head— chirping him about losing his quick reflexes off the ice, to which he bashfully smiled in response.

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provokedgoalie · 1 year

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Wasting Away.

• lee bodecker x reader

• 9. "when will it finally stop?" / 40. "will you shut up for once?!"

• tags/warnings: angst, alcoholism, brief mention of a character death, slight assault from reader, bodecker just being a big 'ol meanie

(note: I pulled up a random number generator & used the dialogue prompts from this post)

(edit: I finally finished this! (oct. 30, '22) Idk when I started on it, but it's been in the drafts for a while oof. ending this was a bitch but I'm a bit satisfied with it 👌🏽)

Lee's drinking started becoming a problem after the death of his sister— that amber colored glass bottle was practically glued to his large hand; at one point, you tried prying it out of his grasp, only for him to yank it back with a scowl on his face.

Then came the arguing, the denial and the defensiveness.

You threw your hands in the air in exasperation, “I can't deal with this shit, Lee. When will it finally stop? You're gonna drink yourself to death!”

“Will you shut up for once?!” he shouted, index finger and thumb pinching his furrowed brows. “I'm getting fucking tired of that mouth of yours running.”

In the heat of the moment, your palm collided with his round cheek— the skin to skin contact was deafening, as it broke the heavy tension.

Lee's gazed up at you in bewilderment as he raised a hand to his stinging cheek, mouth slightly agape in stunned silence.

You gritted your teeth as you spit out, “Now, you better clean up your act, Sheriff. Otherwise, I'm packing up my shit and never comin' back, you hear?”

You left the room in a huff, but not before Lee spotted the single tear pooling in your eye.

That single act brought something to the surface, feelings he never thought he'd experience: hurt, pain, concern— how could someone like you bring about these emotions out of him?

Lee glanced down at the forgotten bottle in his hand, gave it a little twirl by the neck; the liquid sloshed around, tiny droplets landing on his lap to leave a stain— he glared angrily at it, as if it was the reason for his strained relationship.

And maybe it was, he thought glumly. Glancing at the spot where you once stood he heaved a sigh, swiping a hand down his face before resting his head back on the sofa.

He shut his eyes as your words echoed around in his mind.

Never comin’ back.

#lee bodecker x you #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker #lee bodecker blurb #lee bodecker drabble #lee bodecker fic #darkbucky writes #sebastian stan characters #the devil all the time #tdatt #tdatt lee bodecker #tdatt bodecker #bodecker x reader #the devil all the time (2020)#the devil all the time 2020 #tdatt 2020 #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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come home | s.c.

i was inspired by the song syml – where's my love. we love angst in this house 💁 (not completely happy with how this turned out but I needed to start writing again..)

Cold sheets, but where's my love? / I'm searching high / I'm searching low in the night

He'd wake up in cold sweat, a trembling hand raking through his damp curls. His nightmares once again bringing him back to the present— it became a nightly routine.

The memory of you plagued his mind when he couldn't sleep at night— flashes of your face danced around until it became a blur of forgotten memories.

He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, bare feet meeting frigid tiles. He padded over to the restroom, clammy hands gripping the edges of the sink. The man in the mirror gazed at him, mournful hazel eyes locking with one another.

Sid couldn't pinpoint the exact moment things started to change, but he shouldered the blame; maybe he should've been around more, made an effort to see you smile, or maybe he should've noticed the light in your eyes starting to lose their warmth.

Did you run away? / Did you run away, I don't need to know / If you ran away / If you ran away, come back home / Just come home

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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nate mac thoughts going crazy right now! want his big nose to bump my clit while he eats me out on the couch, unconcerned that sid is supposed to be coming over for dinner in a few minutes.

LISTEN I LOVE HIS NOSE 😵 imagine him just eating you out and instead of sid being annoyed that nate has no shame of doing it out in the open, his cheeks heat up, his mouth falls slightly open and he's fumbling with his belt. he pumps his length as he watches nate drag his tongue through your folds, and groans at the sound of your whimpers and sobbing. maybe you look over to sid and moan his name, and nate stops what he's doing to smack your thigh hard, “hey, eyes on me, sweetheart. I'm the one making you feel good right now.”

#nathan mackinnon imagine #but also #sidney crosby imagine #because yes #maybe i should tag this as #darkbucky writes #asks #anon #sid has a nice nose too <3 #big noses deserve more love #nathan mackinnon x reader #sidney crosby x reader #maybe a poly relationship #not sfw

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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thinking about dilf matty!! probably girl dad matty and moving to florida

i'm thinking maybe girl dad matty taking his kid to disneyworld <3 buying her minnie mouse ears, a bubble gun so she can blow bubbles in daddy's face, cotton candy big enough that she can't finish it. maybe she gets to meet her favorite disney character and dad!matty beams at her with his phone raised to take a picture (or multiple). and those delighted screams and smiles from all the rides he takes her on is worth every penny.

#i say this because i've only gone to florida for disney world #and it was just once #but we might go back in december #asks #anon #dad!matty #matthew tkachuk imagine #matthew tkachuk #matthew tkachuk blurb #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #dad!matthew tkachuk #darkbucky writes #matthew tkachuk hcs #matthew tkachuk headcanons #matthew tkachuk headcanon

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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drowning | nathan m.

I was listening to Taylor Grey – Poison. I also wanted to write asshole!Nate ꈍᴗꈍ (reader & nate have a toxic relationship, but reader is still with him.)

• bold sentences are from this post.

*update 10/08/22: listened to this playlist while finishing this fic up*

Moments like this made you forget your relationship was unstable— his arm wrapped tightly around your waist as you leaned your head back against his shoulder, laughing at what your friends were saying over cups of cheap beer; it almost made the things that were said and done swept under the rug.

Almost.

“Everyone told me you were going to break my heart. I should’ve listened to them.” You hurled the words at him, like the picture frame that was now broken at his feet.

He took a step towards you, palms up, coaxing you into his arms— like so many times he's done when a fight occured.

This time you wouldn't give in.

“Don’t you dare touch me.” Your teeth gritted as you recoiled from him, eyelids closing when you noticed his eyebrows furrow and jaw harden.

His hands dropped to his sides, clenching and releasing as he struggled to keep his breathing under control; in a situation like this, you would've soothed circles into his back, murmuring apologies into his neck as if you were the cause of his explosive nature.

You didn't dare to comfort him now.

“You'll never leave me, you know,” he spoke in a convicted whisper, nodding to himself when you turned to walk out the door.

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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i would love to wills ur inbox! thinking about dilfy husband nate. horny husband nate is everythinggggg, type of guy to fuck you in the pool when his friends are around :) just obsessed with being ur husband ughhh

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the type to touch you underwater, making you cum on his fingers, but you're begging for him to enter you. he'd be fake concerned about his friends, just for you to be like “i don't care, nate. just want you to fuck me” with a whine & pout and he'd give in so easily because he just wants to feel your warmth, for you to wrap around him with your needy hole. I bet his friends would guess what's going on because of the water sloshing around but wouldn't dare comment, because they know how nate gets (or they're voyeurs 👀. headcanon: nate is a exhibitionist & invites his friends to watch— with your consent of course. he loves showing off that you're his.)

#asks #tkachukslut #nathan mackinnon headcanons #darkbucky writes #nathan mackinnon x reader

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