cosmicmunsonwrites

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

you’re all i want

bf!rafe cameron x fem!reader

cw — fluff, talks of bad home life

summary — rafe comes home from a long day and wants nothing more than his girl.

a/n — hi guys!! should i write more smut or soft stuff? i literally have no idea and i enjoy writing both so i’d love to know which one you guys like reading more

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

tough love was all rafe had ever known. well, he considered it love. anyone else who saw the way his family treated him would describe it as anything and everything but love. he wasn’t perfect, like everyone else, and it seemed as if his parents made sure he knew that in the worst ways possible.

and as much as he wanted to please his father and show that he could step up and be perfect, it made him hate being home. he wouldn’t say that he hated ward because he knew he didn’t, more like envied him, but the way he treated him made him truly unhappy like never before. it felt like he would never be enough for anyone.

until he met you.

you were all soft touches and loving words. it made him dizzy when the two of you first met. knowing that you were so sweet to him and he was so undeserving of it made him want to curl up and breakdown. nothing he could do would ever make you lash out on him the way his father did. you were forever such a gentle person.

you’d comfort him for hours if thats what he needed, nurse him back to health when he was sick, and listen whenever he needed to say something. never once did you interrupt him and tell him he was insane or stupid, you just sat and listened while nodding along and clinging to every word he said. he’d never felt so understood until you.

it made him sick to his stomach that he couldn’t reciprocate those actions. he was never shown them therefore he had no clue how to do what you did. he tried his best to comfort you in the way you comforted him but it just felt so unnatural. yet you would always tell him how proud you were of him for branching out and trying. even if it was just a hug and a kiss to your forehead, mumbling “it’ll be okay,” when you were sad.

you’d always been proud of how much you watched him grow and he’d be lying if he said hearing that didn’t make him want to continue to better himself. he loved pleasing you and making you happy, but it was different than with ward. he didn’t do it for the validation or the rewards, he did it because seeing you happy was genuinely such a satisfying feeling for him and knowing he could repay you in some way for your kindness towards him made his heart full.

being able to come home to you in your shared home everyday after work was like a dream come true. it was like his life had done a complete 180 and he had no idea what he’d done to deserve you, but he made sure to pray every morning that you never left his side. he was a better person with you and he’d never been this happy.

and today was just another long day of working for his dads company. maybe it was the big workload or the fact that he couldn’t stop thinking about coming home to his beautiful girl, but the day had dragged on longer than usual. he wanted nothing more than to just be cuddled up beside you in bed.

he dropped his stuff on the couch when he walked into the house and locked the door. the house was oddly quiet and eerie. your car was out in the front so he assumed you were still home, unless you’d gone out with your friends.

he walked through the living room a kitchen but found it empty. he walked up the stairs and to your shared bedroom, finding you asleep on your stomach in your pretty pink sports bra that he loved, tucked under the blanket that was bunched up by your hips.

the sight made him smile at how peaceful and relaxed you looked. he almost didn’t want to disturb you. he quietly reached into his drawers and pulled out a pair of sweat pants before quickly changing and throwing his shirt off and to the hamper of dirty clothes then making his way over to his side of the bed.

he slowly placed his knee onto the mattress as it dipped beneath his weight while he leaned down and placed gentle kisses on the exposed skin of your shoulders. you stirred slightly and smiled in your sleep. “hi, rafe,” you mumbled groggily, still mostly asleep.

he laid down beside you and crawled under the covers, gently lifting them up your body further so you were warm. “hi beautiful,” he replied quietly as to not disturb you too much.

“was work okay?” you asked, rolling over to cuddle into his side and lay your head on his chest. his heartbeat was soothing to listen to.

he nodded even though you couldn’t see it and gently ran a hand through your hair by the crown of your head, stopping every now and then to massage your scalp. “mhm. was long but ‘ts okay. jus’ happy to be here with you.” you smiled even bigger looked up at him. you were so proud of how far he’d come. he’d gotten so much better at expressing his feelings lately. “you’re so pretty, baby.”

you pressed a soft kiss to his lips before laying your head back down against his chest to hide the blush forming on your cheeks. the sound of his heartbeat slowly lulled you back to sleep, making rafe’s heart throb with nothing but love. you looked so beautiful when in everything that you did.

he slipped the hand that was on your waist down underneath the covers and gently ran it up and down your back in a comforting motion. it made you sigh in your sleep and hug onto him tighter. he tilted his head to the side for a second to place a loving kiss to your forehead before closing his eyes and attempting to find sleep himself.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

i’ll drive, i’ll drive all night

bf!rafe cameron x fem!reader

cw — alcohol, brief talks abt arguing, this is lowk short

summary — you drunk call rafe for a ride home from your friends house.

a/n — whipped this up in a few minutes so please don’t be too harsh. request!!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

you sat outside with the warm breeze as you waited on the steps to your best friends house for your boyfriend to pick you up. you were completely out of it, eyes feeling heavy, body all soft and feeling like jelly from the copious amounts of alcohol coursing through you.

you’d probably had one too many drinks and you were expecting a lecture from rafe when he arrived but you were too far past the point of caring. you just wanted to see him and go home after the terrible day you’d had.

the two of you had argued earlier in the afternoon which eventually led to you both parting ways and not speaking for a few hours. you were both very opinionated and you had attitudes that often didn’t mix well when you were frustrated. one of you usually apologized though and you guys moved past it.

this one was different though. you knew you’d been a little mean in your replies but you also felt like he deserved a little reality check. you currently couldn’t even remember why you were arguing due to your drunken state, but you knew it was something you guys could easily get over. you two would probably forget about it by morning anyway.

when you finally saw the big truck pull into the driveway, you quickly stood and almost immediately regretted the sudden action. your head began to spin and a pain accumulated behind your eyelids as you drunkenly stumbled to his car. he was standing on the passengers side waiting for you.

once you approached after tripping over your own feet, he opened up the door for you without a word and helped you up the big step to get inside. he shut it behind you and made his way into his own seat. he assured you had your seatbelt on and began reversing out of the driveway without a word.

“i’m sorry,” you slurred quietly, noticing the way both his hands held the steering wheel instead of one of them resting on your thigh. “didn’t know who else to call.”

you heard him sigh and begin to drive. “would rather you call me than anyone else,” he admitted honestly and spared a glance in your direction. his heart broke a little at the soft pout on your lips and the sad glint in your eyes. “‘nd i’m not mad at you, baby. ‘s fine.”

your eyes glistened with tears as you looked at him. “you’re not?” you mumbled under your breath, eyes feeling heavier and your head getting all foggy.

he shook his head with a shrug and gently rested his hand on your lower thigh just above your knee, thumb soothing over your skin reassuringly. “could never be mad at you,” he said before the car fell into a comfortable silence. the only sound being the quiet song playing on his radio.

you didn’t know when you fell asleep or how long it’d been since, but you began to wake to the sight of rafe standing in front of you looking extremely focused and a soft towel being dragged carefully over your cheeks. you were sat on the bathroom counter with your legs spread slightly and him standing between them with majority of your body weight leaning against his.

he was holding your jaw in one hand while the other hand did what you assumed was taking off your makeup. when you finally fluttered your eyes open for real this time, he scanned your face and placed the towel down on the counter. “you have fun tonight?”

you nodded and smiled softly. “mhm. morgan’s friends are really nice. the bar was so cool,” you replied, awkwardly rubbing your hands along your thighs not knowing whether or not it was appropriate to touch him. “‘m really sorry, rafe.”

he went silent for a moment but his eyes stayed fixed on yours. “its okay, sweetheart. we both said some shit we shouldn’t have. ‘s alright. people make mistakes.”

“i was bein’ a bitch earlier,” you mumbled, leaning your forehead against his chest.

he laughed softly and smoothed a hand down the back of your head comfortingly. “i think i can handle your attitude pretty well by now,” he replied just barely above a whisper. “c’mon. time for bed.”

you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck as his hands found the backs of your thighs, lifting you and walking you to your shared bedroom before dropping you down gently on your side. he was quick to pull his shirt over his head and crawl under the covers beside you.

you scooted closer to his side and sighed at the familiar warmth you enjoyed so much. his arm loosely fell to the dip of your waist as he scrolled through netflix to find a movie on, knowing you couldn’t sleep without the tv on. “i love you baby,” you muttered through a sleep-laced voice.

he smiled and pressed a kiss to your hair. “i love you more, angel.”

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

headcannons

bjorn x reader

cw — talks of sex, fluff, angst

summary — some things i think bjorn would say and do.

a/n — guys i’m telling you alien romulus did something to me when i saw this man. go check out my new fic if you haven’t! you can find it here!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

bjorn who would get jealous every time he saw another man talking to you. no matter how disinterested you looked, he hated it.

bjorn who would always have to be touching you in some way whether it be an arm around your shoulders, waist, hips, holding your hand, thighs touching when you sit beside each other, anything.

bjorn who sucked at expressing his romantic feelings which often caused mini arguments between the two of you.

bjorn who always apologized after a couple of hours because he can’t stand when you’re upset.

bjorn who kisses you like his life absolutely depends on it, stealing your breath and pouring every ounce of passion he has into it.

bjorn who loves to fluster you every chance he gets.

bjorn who call you pretty girl, darling, sweetheart, my gorgeous girl, and angel.

bjorn who loves to joke around with you to the point where he sometimes forgets he needs to be serious about certain things.

bjorn who definitely loves to leave hickeys where people can see so they know you’re taken and have no interest in anyone else.

bjorn who lets you hold his hand and squeeze at it when the pleasure gets too overwhelming as he fucks into you at a slow, deep, loving pace.

bjorn who makes sexual innuendos in front of your friends to get you all hot and bothered, only to relieve your tenseness in the late hours of the night when jt was just the two of you by eating you out until you were crying and tired and spent.

bjorn who never asks you for head but instead would rather fuck you into seeing stars any chance he gets.

bjorn who walks on the side of the road to keep you out of harms way.

bjorn who picks up extra hours for you when you’re sick and can’t work.

bjorn who still finds time to plan cute little dates under the stars even though he works 12+ hours.

bjorn who voluntarily walks all the way out of the tunnels to admin and back to change your drill for you whenever it breaks down just so you don’t need to make the walk.

bjorn who brags about you to absolutely everybody in the most respectful way with a glint of admiration in his eyes and a dopey smile as he talks.

bjorn who never takes out his anger on you but instead calms himself down before seeing you after a long day and only showing you love and softness.

bjorn who loves when you lay on his chest and he can smell the scent of your shampoo.

bjorn who adores everything about you and goes out of his way to remind you how perfect he thinks you are and how lucky he is to have you.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

hihi could you write about pogue!reader who's been in love w jj for like ever and everyone EXCEPT for him know? and like at some point they become fwb bc its easier for her to have something rather than nothing but it does more harm than good lmao (w angryish love confession from her and a confused bc he had no idea but also in love jj)

and we both drew blood

jj maybank x fem!pogue!reader

cw — p in v, slight jealousy, angst, fluff, alochol consumption, happy ending

summary — after everything finally builds up, you tell jj how you feel.

a/n — thank you for the request!! i really hope i did well but i kinda wrote this fast so please forgive me if it sucks. please request more!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

your hands mindlessly gripped the sheets of your bed, whimpering when he hit that deep spot inside of you as he thrusted into you from behind. “oh fuck, j. i‘m gonna cum,” you babbled out as best you could without stuttering.

jj huffed out a laugh and gripped your hips a little tighter to pull you back against him in time with his thrusts. “yeah? ‘m close too,” he mumbled in response as he began to speed his pace up. “cum for me, baby. wanna feel your pretty little pussy squeezin’ my cock.”

you closed your eyes and bit down on your lip to suppress a scream theatening to leave your lips. one of his hands reached around and underneath you to rub tight circles on your clit, making you cry out and moan in overwhelming pleasure. “oh my fuck,” you spluttered between pants. “i’m coming—fuck, jj!”

“always such a good girl for me,” he mumbled, focused on the sight of him sliding in and out of you and a white ring formed around the base of him. he continued rubbing your clit quickly to ride your orgasm out. “shit, baby. so fuckin’ tight around me. squeezin’ me so good. best pussy i’ve ever had.”

you felt tears slip past the corners of your eyes as he fucked into you harder and quicker until he was pressing himself as deep into you as he could and filling you with his warm cum. he smoothed his hands down your aching back and leaned down to kiss the skin of your spine. “that’s it, angel. jus’ fuckin’ take it,” he rasped out while still gently caressing your skin.

when he finally began to soften inside of you, he slowly and carefully pulled out before laying another kiss to your skin then disappearing off to the bathroom to grab a towel. he ran it under warm water, wringing the excess out and returning to you.

he gently grabbed your thighs and turned you over onto your back so you could lay comfortably. “you still with me, sweetheart?” he asked considerately.

“mhm,” you hummed, eyes closed as you tried to catch your breath. your hips jerked when he ran the towel over your spent cunt to clean you up.

jj chuckled softly before launching the fabric to your bucket of dirty laundry and laying down beside you. he pulled you into his chest, your head against the firm muscle and his hands making quick work to throw the blanket over the two of you. “need anythin’ from me? water? a snack?” he questioned.

you shook your head and curled into him further. “i’m good. jus’ tired,” you slurred, still slightly out of it and very very sleepy.

“i’ll head out then and let you get some rest,” he said and pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

before he could make another move, you quickly objected. “want you to stay a little longer, j. you’re warm.”

he smiled to himself and shuffled a little bit to get comfortable, knowing he’s probably be here for an hour or two.

the next night, everyone was gathered around at the boneyard for another kegger like they often did on warm summer nights. kooks, pogues, and tourons on littered across the beach with red solo cups in their hands and music playing through the air.

“hey! where were you last night?” sarah asked as he and kiara approached when they finally saw you arrive. “we waited for like, half an hour before we gave up on you.”

you saw the knowing look on kie’s face, rolling your eyes and looking down at your cup of beer. “yeah, sorry guys, something came up and i was stuck at home.”

the brunette couldn’t help but snort. “did the ‘something’ have to do with jj?” she teased, wiggling her eyebrows. “john b and pope said he never showed to the chateau last night.”

you looked around, wondering how you could get out of this even though you already knew you were busted. “you know,” you began with absolutely no clue where to go with this. “somethings happen.”

kiara immediately smiled and clapped her hands then pointed at sarah. “i told you! you owe me twenty bucks,” she said excitedly. “it’s not that hard to find out, babe. we all know you guys are hooking up.”

you shrugged and took another sip of your drink. “i mean, its not exactly a secret.”

sarah gave you a knowing look. “i don’t get why you don’t just tell him how you feel. we all know you guys have liked each other for years.”

shaking your head, you waved off the idea. “i doubt he feels the same way about me and i’m not gonna embarrass myself if he doesn’t,” you replied honestly. “and besides, i like where we’re at right now.”

kiara rolled her eyes and shook her head in disbelief. “oh, come on. no you don’t. you’re upset because you wish there was more between you guys,” she stated. “hanging onto these little bits and pieces is only hurting you more in the long run.”

“guys, it’s not that big of a deal. we just hookup casually every now and then and thats it. i’d rather have some part of him than have nothing at the end of the day,” you admitted. “and it’s not hurting me, i’m fine!”

sarah tilted her head at you, as if to say ‘seriously?’ “dude, we all see it. you’re getting your hopes up and then he’s just letting you down. just tell him how you feel and then at least if he says he doesn’t want anything, then you can move on peacefully and live your life without delusions.”

kiara nodded in agreement. “she’s right babe. we don’t wanna attack you or anything or come off as rude, we jus’ wanna see you happy and you’re obviously not right now,” she said softly and sincerely. “you should really tell him how you feel. i’m sure you’ll be pretty happy with how it turns out.”

you chewed your bottom lip anxiously and looked around to see what was going on only to feel your heart begin to break in your chest. jj was leaned up against a tree with a girl clinging to his arm. she almost looked like you in a way. same hair color and length, similar facial features, similar build.

it made your lip wobble and your stomach turn uncomfortably. “i really appreciate that guys, but i’m just gonna head back to the chateau for a little bit,” you whispered, not trusting your own voice.

the two followed your gaze to jj and the girl, both their faces dropping in a matter of seconds. “do you want us to come with you?” sarah asked softly.

when you shook your head and sniffled to stop the tears, kiara took you into her arms and gave you a tight hug. “you’re gonna be okay. you’re one of the strongest people i know.”

you smiled sadly before the two wished you off with gentle reassuring affirmations. you made the long walk to the chateau in silence as you sipped on what was left of your alcohol and thought about what to do next.

you couldn’t realistically continue this fling with him if he was messing with another girl, even though you technically had no reason to be upset. you were friends with benefits, not dating or exclusive. he was allowed to do whatever he pleased.

yet the nights he’d stay over after making you feel better than you ever had, fucking you so soft and sweet, kissing you so passionately when he’s buried inside you, defending you around everyone, protecting you always, opening up to you about his most personal details, complimenting you every chance he gets. you didn’t understand why he’d do all these things just to go off with someone else.

once you finally arrived, you’d immediately walked over to the fridge to grab a bottle of vodka and your old cup. you quickly poured yourself a shot, or two, or three. you didn’t really remember. you also couldn’t remember how much time had passed since you had left the party.

you’d found yourself standing at the shoreline of the beach directly outside of the front door to the chateau. you stood barefoot in the warm sand just far back enough to where the water couldn’t touch you.

you crossed your arms over your body to preserve some of the heat before sighing and rolling the kinks out of your neck. you felt your body and mind start to slowly relax from the various shots you’d taken. it felt like everything had finally gone quiet.

unfortunately for you, that didn’t last long. “hey! where’ve you been? i’ve been looking all over for you. i thought something might’ve happen to you,” jj half shouted as he approached you from the direction of the boneyard. “what happened, cupcake? sarah and kie told me you weren’t feelin’ too hot.”

you couldn’t help but scoff at his words. “looking all over for me?” you repeated as a question. he had to have been lying.

he looked almost confused. “yeah…you’ve been gone for like an hour,” he replied. “i checked the whole party for you.”

“was that before or after you were all over that girl?” you blurted out. you almost instantly regretted it. you didn’t even really want to know.

his expression changed into one you couldn’t quite read. “what?” he asked, voice just above a whisper now. “i went searching for you the moment you left kiara and sarah.” you shook your head in disbelief and turned your head back at the ocean. “i don’t get it. what did i do wrong?”

you took a deep breath and hugged your body tighter when a strong gust of wind blew past you. “i’m not gonna keep doing this jj. god, you’re so oblivious!” you snapped finally, turning your full body to see his. “i mean, at this point i feel like i’m throwing myself at you! i’m always trying to be around you, catering to you, showing you that i’m here for you, asking you to hang out— i even agreed to be fucking friends with benefits just to have something with you!”

you stopped for a minute and sighed. “i ask you to stay the night, to just hold me whenever theres a chance, i ask you to run errands and shit with me just to spend time with you jj. i can’t make it anymore clear how much i like you and i feel like you’re giving me signals sometimes that maybe you feel the same way but then the next day you just act like nothing happened and the inconsistency is killing me!”

jj looked stunned. like he would’ve never seen this coming in a million years as if it weren’t totally noticeable. the pogues all saw they way they felt about each other except them.

“if you don’t want me or see anything, can you please just say that?” your voice shook slightly as you spoke as if the conversation was starting to sober you up and the confidence you once had is gone. “i really fucking like you jj and its really hard to keep acting like everything we do means nothing to me because thats just not true. if you see me as nothing more than just friends with benefits or just friends, please just tell me so i can get over you.”

his mouth was slightly agape as he listened to you talk, shocked that you had all this built up inside. you guys were best friends and he truly thought he’d known everything about you. this was something he would’ve never guessed you’d be keeping from him. his lips twitched like he was gonna say something but the words never came. it was just awkward, tense silence.

you bit your lip to keep it from wobbling as tears of embarrassment clouded your sight. you took one last look at him, your glossy gaze locked on his unreadable one, before deciding to head back into the chateau to grab your things.

he quickly lurched forward and grabbed onto your wrist to keep you from moving any further. “please don’t go,” he said softly. he slid his hand down your arm and took your hand in his before doing the same with the other. “i didn’t know you felt like that, sweetheart.”

you averted your eyes from your interlocked hands up to his pretty blue ones that you’d fallen for over the years. “i’ve always thought you were too good for me. too nice, too smart, too pretty. thought i was always jus’ your best friend,” he said, titling his head slightly and staring right into you. “i really fucking like you too, cupcake. and saying i don’t want you would be a lie.”

a soft gasp left your lips at the confession. never in a million years did you ever think you’d hear those words come out of his mouth in real life. you could’ve swore that only happened in dreams.

what you especially didn’t expect was for him to grab your hips and pull you into him, kissing you full of passion, love, years of wanting. you sighed against his lips and wrapped your arms loosely around his neck before tilting your head a little more to deepen it as his tongue soothed over yours.

once the two of you needed to pull away for air with spit-slick and puffy lips, he was the first to speak. “you’re all mine now, right? my beautiful girl all to myself?” he asked, earning a nod and a hum of approval from you. “good. ‘nd i’m all yours, baby.”

you smiled and pulled him back into you for another kiss. only then did you hear whistling and hollering along with obnoxious claps that you could easily distinguish as your friends returning back from the boneyard.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

❬ ⸙: ✰❛ ʙᴊᴏʀɴ; ❀❜ ❭

i. long fics

ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ !

ii. short fics

ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ !

iii. one shots

ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ !

iiii. blurbs

black friday

headcannons

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

but you belong to me

bf!rafe cameron x fem!pogue!reader

cw — p in v, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, dumbification, jealousy, rough sex

summary — after rafe sees another guy “flirting” with you, he takes you home to remind you of something.

a/n — currently working on some requests so heres whatever this is. please request more!!!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

“no, yeah, like i actually did so fucking bad. i got an 84 and almost cried,” your friend, daniel, said dramatically as he spoke to you over the loud music of the party. he shook his head at the thought. “god, i hate that old-ass teacher. he can suck my fucking dick.”

you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him and giggle before taking another sip of your drink. “dude, what are you talking about? that’s not even bad. it’s still a B and i doubt it even dropped your grade.”

unfortunately for you, you could feel rafe’s glare boring into your side as you talked. he was extremely annoyed. he was left wondering what was so insanely interesting that you and this random guy have been talking for 15 minutes already. you looked too engaged in the conversation and you laughed a little too much at what he was saying.

“yo, you good?” topper asked when he noticed his best friend gripping his bottle of beer until his knuckles turned white and his jaw clenched almost painfully hard.

rafe didn’t even spare a glance to him, just continued staring at you. “yeah man, ‘m fine,” he said uninterestedly.

he followed his gaze to where he was looking at you just as you laughed with the boy before chuckling and patting his back. “he’s just some fuckin’ pogue, man. no need to worry ‘bout him.”

“fuck off, top,” he mumbled in annoyance. he never wanted to be interacted with when he was pissed off and this was definitely no exception. unless it was you of course.

while daniel spoke, you finally averted your gaze over to your boyfriend who was still leaned up against the wall like he was when you’d left to get more drinks before being stopped by your classmate. you mentally cursed at yourself. he looked pissed. he nodded over the front door, eyes never leaving yours as he waited for you to follow the silent command.

that was the last thing you could remember from that stupid party. no matter how many times you’d tried to tell your boyfriend that nothing happened, that you were just talking about your grades, he didn’t care or believe that. he knows what he saw and he saw the boy flirting with you.

and that lead you here, face buried into his pillows and your ass up with rafe bullying his cock into your hole with rough hands gripping your hips tight and uncontrollable moans leaving your lips. your nails dug into his bed sheets as you felt the slide of tears run down your cheeks at the overwhelming feeling of his thrusts.

“such a dumb baby,” he mumbled, freezing deep inside you to make you squeal and squirm. “always gettin’ so fucked up ‘nd letting random guys flirt with you huh? can’t even handle your fuckin’ alcohol.”

you cried harder into the sheets as frustration built up inside you from both the situation and the pain of him bottomed out. “di—didn’t have anyone flirting with me, rafe,” you snapped back as sassily as you could manage.

“what was that baby? couldn’t hear you,” he teased in that rude, mocking voice you hated. he pushed his hips further into you, pushing your body to lean forward more and allowing him to press into you at a different angle.

you whimpered and leaned up on your forearms with the last bit of strength you had to look over your shoulder at him. “you’re bein’ mean.”

he jutted his lower lip out and fake pouted. “aw, i’m bein’ mean? so sorry, sweet girl,” he muttered before grabbing your hips and pulling them back to their normal position. he slowly pulled back then pushed forward harshly, making you yelp and jolt forward. he repeated the action multiple times. “maybe this’ll teach you a lesson not to fuck around with other dudes.”

you balled up the sheets and buried your face in them when he began snapping into you quickly. your legs began shaking and threatening to give out under the pressure and rough force of his thrusts. “can you be a good girl and keep yourself up for me, baby?”

after another particularly hard thrust, your body finally collapsed and your cried out when he quickly slipped out of you. you could hear him sigh from behind you. “jesus. went all fuckin’ dumb in me and now i gotta do all the work, right?” he mocked before pressing your legs together and straddling them to then slide back into you.

you squeezed your eyes shut and whimpered at the new sensitivity the angle brought. he leaned forward once he was fully sheathed inside you to grab a pillow and wrap one arm under your hips to lift them up enough to slid it under and ease the pain of your back and hips. the small act of care and kindness made you smile against the mattress.

he began to pound into your used hole from behind just enough to make you scream but not hurt you. “feels good, rafe. ‘s so fuckin’ good,” you babbled mindlessly to let him know you were still here and okay. “so—so deep.”

“yeah? can feel you squeezing around me,” he replied, continuing his punishing pace. “shoulda recorded this shit to show everyone how much of a fuckin’ slut you are once you get my dick inside you. maybe then everyone would stay the fuck away from my girl. maybe i should jus’ knock you up, cum inside this little cunt and have you all swollen with my kid so everyone sees you’re mine.”

you felt yourself involuntarily clench at the words before your legs began to spasm again. “oh! ‘m gonna come, rafe. please, please, please,” you begged for sweet release and he fucked you quicker until he felt you cream around him.

he chuckled and leaned down to kiss between your shoulder blades as you continued to ride through it. “that’s it. feels like fuckin’ heaven around me. best pussy i’ll ever have,” he mumbled against your skin. “i’ve got you, baby. ‘m right here.”

his hands gently kneaded the fat of your ass as you finally came down before swiping the pillow out from under you and pulling out. he rolled you onto your back and took in the sight of your disheveled state. your hair was messy and sticking to your face and up in the air, your cheeks were blushed from the intensity of your orgasm, and your tits were sitting so prettily right in front of him. “so fuckin’ gorgeous, angel. what’d i do to deserve you?”

in contrast to just moments ago, he softly pushed the hair off your face and smoothed it down. he leaned forward to gently suck on your left breast and leave deep colored hickeys along your skin for him to look back at later. while one hand toyed with your other breast, the other lined himself back up with you then pushed himself inside.

you bit your lip and whimpered at the stretch of him. “oh fuck,” you heard him moan against your breast before switching and sucking your other nipple into his mouth. he slowly rocked into you at a much more loving and delicate pace. it wasn’t about punishing you anymore, he just wanted to feel you and be close to you.

you sighed in relief when be began hitting that certain spot inside of you a much more tolerable pace and his pelvis gently rubbed against your clit. it felt like you were starting to see stars with how he’d press against it for prolonged moments. he left wet kisses up your neck and to your jaw then finally your lips. he was leaned up on his forearms at either side of your head while he kissed you softly with that same passionate love he always showed you.

your hands reached up onto his head, searching for something to grab onto only then remembering the buzzcut he now has. you moaned into his mouth when you felt him speed up just slightly while your hands continued to roam for something to hold from the overwhelming pleasure you could feel building up again.

he took hold your hand and intertwined your fingers at the side of your head, letting you squeeze him as tight as you needed as your moans began to pick up and so did his soft pants of breath. “fuck, angel. pussy feels so good,” he whispered breathlessly. “‘m gonna come.”

you hummed in agreement and clenched around him, making him groan and gently suck on the sensitive skin of your neck. “inside, rafe. p—please come inside me,” you moaned, desperate to feel him fill you up.

he mumbled a string a curses before spilling inside you and triggering your own orgasm. he continued softly kissing at your skin and allowing you to squeeze his hand through the pleasure until he finally rode it out for the both of you. “you okay, baby?” he mumbled slightly out of breath.

you nodded and huffed out slow breaths. “mhm, ‘m good,” you replied, still in euphoric bliss.

he slowly laid on top of you as to not crush you with his weight before burying his face in your neck, still inside you. “don’t ever let me catch another dude flirting with you again,” he said against your skin.

you rolled your eyes. “oh fuck off,” you said jokingly while pushing him off of you and out of you then rolling onto your side away from him.

he laughed softly and quickly followed, grabbing your waist to pull you back into his chest to smother your shoulder and neck with wet kisses.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

baby get me off again

bf!rafe cameron x fem!reader

cw — p in v, unprotected sex, cockwarming, brief breast play, this is lowk short

summary — after a long stressful day, you want nothing other than rafe.

a/n — trying to get back into consistent writing so please request!!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

your day had started shitty from the moment you woke up. your shower was only producing cold water, your yogurt you usually had for breakfast was moldy, your boss was being a dick, and the cold air in your car wasn’t working properly. it was safe to say that you were in a pretty bad mood now.

part of you felt bad for ignoring your boyfriend when you arrived to your shared apartment but the other part just wanted to curl up and sleep and never leave the bed again.

when you’d walked straight past rafe with nothing but an unbothered “hi,” he knew something was up. you’d been together long enough for him to read you instantly. so he naturally followed you to the bedroom, asking what was wrong a thousand times even though you weren’t answering.

that led you here. both of you completely bare with your legs on either side of his thighs and his cock nestled deep inside of you. there was a movie playing behind you but you couldn’t see it nor did you really even care to. rafes big hands were holding your hips, rolling them every now and then to make you sigh in relief.

his lips were attached to your left breast, sucking and kissing at the fragile skin there. it only made the pool of slick between your legs grow and the need build up tighter in the pit of your stomach. he squeezed at the fat of your thighs momentarily before returning to your hips and pushing them forward so your stomach was pressed to his.

“so fuckin’ pretty,” he mumbled against your breast, now moving his head to switch to your right one. “this what you needed? jus’ to be all nice and full?”

you nodded and hummed in agreement as your hands cradled his head and played with the long strands of hair. “mhm, feels so good.”

he smiled against your skin, releasing your nipple with a wet pop and spit slicked lips. “yeah? my dick filling you up good?” he moved one of his hands to gently press at your tummy, feeling the imprint of his tip. “so fuckin’ tight, sweet girl. always so perfect.”

burying your head into his shoulder, your hips jerked involuntarily and you let out a muffled moan at the feel of him hitting that sensitive spot inside you for a second. “‘s so good, rafe,” you mumbled.

he chuckled and held you closer to him, keeping you seated snug on his length. “you done with that bitchy attitude shit?”

“mhm, i promise,” you mumbled breathlessly as his tip now rested against that spongy spot that made you see stars. “promise i’ll be good.”

he turned his head to the side to press a soft kiss to your temple, giving your ass a gentle loving squeeze. “such a good girl,” he muttered into your ear. “i love you, angel.”

you smiled into his hair and hugged him tighter. “i love you too, rafe.”

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

i care for you still

ex bf!jj maybank x fem!reader

cw — talks of a breakup, both cry, fluff, kissing, angst, implied sex

summary — after a few months, you finally decide to talk with jj one on one.

a/n — idk why jj just popped back up into my mind but i wrote this in like 20 minutes so excuse me if its garbage. please request though!!!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

it’d been months of tense hangouts with the pogues, months of jj moping around, and months of your friends begging you to just talk to him. you’d tried multiple times but he was stubborn. every conversation somehow ended with you two back to the same topic of your past relationship.

it wasn’t that you didn’t love jj anymore, you were sure part of you always would. he was your first boyfriend, first love, first kiss, first time, first everything. he’d always have part of your heart. he was the one who taught you real love.

but there was that saying that went “you can’t love someone else if you don’t love yourself,” which couldn’t be more true. you couldn’t pin why or when it started, but you slowly started to lose yourself. your mental health began slipping, you hated looking in the mirror, and you wanted to do nothing else but rot in bed.

in turn, you started pulling away from jj which only hurt him more than you knew. it broke your heart, and it broke even more to have to break up with him. but you couldn’t just string him along when you knew you weren’t in the right state to be in a relationship.

after you’d done it, the two of you took a break from the pogues in fear you’d have to see the other. in the early months, it felt like you’d never get over him and the thought of having to see him only made your heart ache more. thankfully, you still had sarah and kiara to keep you company while he had pope and john b.

after a while, you both began hanging with the group as a whole. it was always tense and awkward but you still tried to enjoy it and not make it weird for your friends. on the odd chance that you were alone with him, he’d always bring up your relationship and ask where it went wrong.

once he’d received no real answer the last ten times, he just stopped asking. he had realized maybe it was better that he didn’t know. he’d heard rumors of you messing with other guys and he wasn’t sure he could take it if he found out you were truly with someone else.

this all brought you here at the chateau with your friends. you all were sat on the porch, besides jj who was sat in the hammock with a can of beer in his hand. you were completely zoned out and definitely not listening to the argument between john b and kiara about micro plastics.

you sighed and took a sip out of your bottle of water before getting up to use the bathroom. “be right back,” you told the others as you stood and opened the front door to go inside. you toed past the small piles of clothes on the floor and picked up some empty cans on the way to throw out.

you headed into the bathroom and turned on the sink, pressing some cold water on your skin to cool off before washing your hands and looking at yourself in the mirror. you chewed your lip anxiously as you just stared.

you had to have been in there for a few minutes, maybe five if you had to guess. then there was a knock and the sound of kiaras voice. “we’re heading out to get some more beer. you want anything?” she asked, slightly muffled through the thick wood.

“no, i’m okay,” you replied quickly knowing you definitely didn’t need to be drinking heavily tonight. you heard her mumble a quick goodbye before her footsteps got louder and the sound of the front door echoed through the empty space. you dried your hands on the towel behind you then made your way back through the house.

you stepped outside onto the porch, freezing when you were met with jj. “thought you went with them,” he said awkwardly after clearing his throat. his body stiffened and his hands fidgeted with one another.

“uh, no,” you stammered just as awkwardly. “i was in the bathroom.” you didn’t even know why you said that. he didn’t need to know that and he probably didn’t care either.

he shook his empty can in his right hand. “we’re out of beer,” he explained almost as if he were letting you know why he was up on the porch in front of you. the last thing he needed you thinking was that he was some weird stalker.

you nodded. “i heard,” you said and stepped aside to allow him to walk past you and into the house. he quickly walked inside and to the fridge in search of something. “are you okay?” you blurted out as you followed him in even though you most likely knew the answer.

“fine. you?” he replied bluntly. he knew you weren’t stupid and he knew you were definitely onto him. he closed the fridge door and leaned against the kitchen counter to look at you.

you frowned slightly at his cold attitude. “i’m sorry, jj,” you said softly. “i’m sorry about the way i treated you.”

he bit the inside of his cheek and crossed his arms over his chest, looking off to the side for a second to gather his thoughts. “why’d you do it?”

you almost chose to play stupid for a second and ask what he meant but you’d had this conversation one too many times to not know what he meant. only this time, you intended to finish it. “i was scared,” you began timidly. “i wasn’t doing good and i was scared to hurt you.”

“but you did,” he replied just above a whisper. the air was thick with tension and the house was so quiet you could hear a pin drop and every floorboard creak.

you pursed your lips into a thin line and nodded sadly. “i know. i thought breaking up would make it easier instead of dragging you down with me,” you said with the same softness in your voice as his. “but it didn’t and i hurt you. and i’m sorry for that.”

his eyes bored into yours, his once energetic, bright blue eyes now a more dull, tired shade. “why couldn’t you just talk to me about it? i coulda helped you.”

you could hear the shake in his voice. the conversations never really went this far, usually stopping the moment they started because you just couldn’t handle it. and here you were, beginning to choke up. “because i didn’t wanna bother you,” you stated.

“it wouldn’t have bothered me, you know that,” he said, uncrossing his arms and instead placing them behind him on the counter. “i woulda wanted you to talk to me if somethin’ was up. i coulda been there to help you or at least support you.”

you bit your lip nervously and looked down at your hands, now beginning to pick at your cuticles. “its hard to talk about,” you muttered. “i jus’ didn’t feel good about myself and i couldn’t put that on you.”

he let out a shaky breath. “i woulda done anything for you,” he whispered. “i jus’ wanted to be there for you.”

you heard the soft sob that slipped past his lips. the two of you were reopening old, unhealed wounds now and the unshed tears that had been pushed down for months were beginning to finally surface. you finally looked back up to his face, him already looking at you with tears in his eyes. “do you want a hug?” you asked gently.

when he didn’t reply, you took cautious steps toward him to give him an opportunity to back out before wrapping your arms around his neck. you immediately felt his arms lock around your waist tight and him crane down to bury his face into the space between your shoulder and neck.

his body shook with sobs as he cried into your t-shirt. it only made your heart break more and in turn, you felt tears finally fall down your cheeks. “i’m really fucking sorry jj,” you mumbled through your wobbling voice.

“it’s okay,” he sobbed, squeezing you a little tighter against him. “i forgive you. i forgave you months ago.”

you frowned and closed your eyes, just savoring the moment between you two. it felt like the world went silent for a moment. like it was just you two again. you missed this feeling and by the way he was clinging onto you, you assumed he did too.

you two stayed like that for another minute before he finally began to pull away slowly, still keeping his hands firmly holding your hips. your arms stayed linked around his neck with how close the two of you remained. “gimme one more chance,” he mumbled, his intense gaze staring right into you.

you closed your eyes and sighed. “jj—“

he cut you off. “please, sweetheart. i don’t want you to be alone. whatever you need, ’m here. i jus’ wanna be here for you.”

“you can’t fix me,” you replied honestly. “this is something i need to do on my own.”

he thought for a moment before nodding. “thats okay. you can do it alone. i’ll jus’ be here to support you.”

you felt your bottom lip wobble and your eyes burn with tears. you’d never really had someone like jj who stuck with you through your stubbornness, someone who continued offering help even when you consistently denied and subconsciously began to self sabotage. “i don’t wanna dump all my problems on you.”

he wiped the drop of liquid that ran down your cheek with his thumb before taking both your hands in his own. “don’t worry about that. just worry about you, ok? i got the rest.”

you shook your head. “that’s not fair to you, jj.” you leaned your forehead against his chest to hide your face when you felt more thick tears fall silently.

he brought one hand up to cradle the back of your head while the other intertwined your fingers. “if it means you’ll feel better, then i don’t care. i just wanna help you. trust me, ‘m gonna be fine.”

you immediately began to melt when you felt his hand play with your hair softly. you couldn’t say no to him, you never could. this was the man you were completely and utterly in love with and even after putting him through so much, he was still this soft with you. how could you just move on?

pulling away from his chest, his hand moved from the back of your head to your cheek, cradling it in his large palm. his thumb lightly traced your cheekbone as he searched your eyes for any negative signs, anything to tell him what he was about to do was wrong.

when he found absolutely nothing, he surged forward and pressed him lips to yours. you sighed into the kiss, months of longing and passion poured into one simple movement. his other hand moved from yours to your hip inside, squeezing lightly at it and pulling you closer so your body was pressed to his.

“fuck, i missed you,” he mumbled against your lips before kissing you again, slipping his tongue inside and moving his hand that was once on your cheek to your neck to gently press at the sides. you felt a little lightheaded at the action in the best ways possible.

the kiss was slow and passionate, something you’d missed so desperately about being with jj. he didn’t often rush things like this. he preferred to take his time and make you feel all woozy and worked up.

you could feel him begin to get slightly antsy, unsure of what to do with his hands. you chose to grab the one on your hip and slide it down lower. he instinctively brought the other one down as well and cupped your ass before laughing against your lips when you whimpered.

once the two of your finally needed to catch your breath, panting and mingling your breaths, he smiled cheekily. “how ‘bout we make up for lost time?”

you couldn’t help but return the same smile. “i think i like that idea.”

he wasted no time in grabbing the back of your thighs and lifting you up, heading straight for the guest room he claimed as his own.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

back in my writing era!!!

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

black friday

bjorn x fem!oc

cw — nothing really

a/n — this is my new fic that you can find here on wattpad! please go read and vote and let me know how you like it. i’ll be updating very frequently!

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

leaning into his side, he tugged her a little closer with the arm that wrapped around her waist while the other that was holding her hand traced little figures on her skin with his thumb. she pulled the blanket over them a little more to keep them warm in the darkness of her room.

they sat in a comfortable silence as the movie in front of them played. the only thing she could really hear was the sound of his heartbeat in the ear that was pressed to his chest, yet she didn't mind. she actually enjoyed the soothing sound.

he was barely paying attention to whatever was playing. he could only focus on the soft weight of her head on him and the intoxicating smell of her shampoo. he wasn't sure where they were in their friendship, whether they were still just friends or more, but he didn't really care either.

unbeknownst to him, it bothered her much more. she hated not knowing what they called this little thing they had. she wanted nothing more than to just be with him. the amount of time they'd spent together have given her enough to gather a crush on him. whether it was surface level or much deeper, she wanted to explore that. she just wasn't sure what he wanted.

"y'smell good love," bjorn mumbled with a much more coarse voice than usual, breaking her out of her thoughts as the hand on her waist rubbed up and down slowly.

she could feel the heat rise to her cheeks as she cuddled deeper into him. "thank you,"  she replied gratefully. "tried somethin' new."

he nodded even though she couldn't see him. "i like it. suits you," he said before pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.

a smile took over her lips immediately as she tried to catch onto what was happening in the movie on the screen. "wait, why'd he do that?" she asked curiously when the main character shut the trap door on his partner.

"'m not sure. can't focus with you so close," he admitted honestly. he'd always been a natural flirt, though sometimes it teetered between flattering and mean teasing. it rolled off his tongue so easily.

she tilted her head up to look at him, the dim glow of the tv illuminating her features and the soft blush in her cheeks. "bjorn," she said, trying to sound serious but unable to contain her smile.

he licked his lips and squeezed her hand a little tighter. "what? have i made you blush?" he asked teasingly with a big toothy grin. she rolled her eyes playfully and turned in his grip, letting go of his hand and laying on her side. "oh c'mon, darling. don't be like that."

he followed her actions and pressed his body behind hers, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her body flush to his. "you're lucky you're warm or i'd have kicked you out by now," she mumbled even though her threat had no real bite to her.

he smacked his lips and chuckled to himself, his breath tickling her neck. "you enjoy my company too much to do such a thing," he whispered in her ear confidently.

"yeah? you want to bet on that?" she challenged before rolling back over to face him on her other side now.

he smiled softly and shook his head. "no, you know you'll always win, love," he said. a nice silence filled the air, despite the low volume of the tv ahead of them. it was comfortable and calming, just laying in the poorly lit room gazing into each others eyes. "my girl.. so beautiful," he complimented in a hushed voice.

it was things like that that confused her. he'd say 'my girl' but the moment she questioned what they were, he'd change the subject if allowed. he avoided the conversation like the plague. but she was desperate for answers.

hesitantly, she began. "bjorn?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper. she knew she'd more than likely get shut down once more but she was still willing to try. "can we please talk?"

she visibly watched his body tense. "love, i don't think this is a—"

she interrupted him before he could continue and shut her down. "please, bjorn. you've pushed it off long enough and i just want to know. that's all. if you want nothing more than a friendship then please, just tell me that. i just want to figure this out," she said as he voice began to wave with sadness. he took a deep breath before nodding hesitantly. she smiled gratefully. "thank you. i'll be right back, i just need to use the restroom."

aurora carefully crawled out of her bed and made her way to her bathroom. she didn't really need to go, she just needed a minute to prepare. she glanced at herself in the mirror and smoothed her hair down a bit then washed her hands. she sat on the edge of the tub for a minute or two, deciding on what to say before assuming she was ready.

she opened up the door, only to find her bed now empty. that would be the last time the two had ever shared a moment alone. they never really even crossed paths anymore.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

Reader is super drunk at a party and accidentally kisses a random guy instead of her boyfriend, Rafe. When they get home, Rafe gets super angry. Make it as dark as possible please!!!

i see it now

toxic!boyfriend!rafe cameron x fem!girlfriend!reader

cw — 18+ minors dni, this is dark so be warned, smut, p in v, rafe slaps reader, unintentional cheating, dacryphilia, consumption of alcohol, dub-con, breeding kink, pet names, rafe is very toxic, degradation, recording, talks of cocaine, somewhat happy ending because i felt bad

a/n — i don’t usually write dark stuff but i tried my best

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

you smiled against his lips, his hands massaging your ass in the skin tight dress you were wearing with yours resting on his broad chest. it wasn’t as firm as you remembered. the way he kissed wasn’t as you remembered either. you were too hammered to even care though. you could barely remember how many shots you’d taken and you were sure rafe had done a few lines.

“‘m gonna go get us some more drinks,” you slurred out before prying his hands from you and slipping off to get grab some beers. you immediately felt a cold hand grab your wrist. you tried wiggling it from the death grip and turned to face the culprit, your very upset looking boyfriend. “rafe? what’s your problem? i told you i was getting us some more drinks.”

he scoffed at that and snatched the beer from your hands. he used the grip on your wrist to pull you through the crowd of people and up to some random room, slamming the door and leaving you stumbling inside. “what the fuck is wrong with you? grabbin’ and kissin’ all up on other dudes, are you fuckin’ serious right now?”

you felt yourself sober up slightly, head still spinning and your brain fuzzy. “what are you talking about rafe? i was with you the whole time!” you muttered out innocently.

“you’re fucking with me, right?” he asked through a laugh. something about the switch in his demeanor was scaring you. “that dude who’s throat you had your tongue down, wasn’t fucking me. you know how embarrassing that shit is for me? ruining my reputation that i’ve worked so hard to build just cause you wanna go fuck around with some other dude?”

your eyes began to water as you kicked off your shoes and took unsteady steps towards him. “rafe, baby, i’m sorry. i didn’t know. i’m like—i’m really fucking drunk right now and i thought it was you!” you tried defending yourself. he didn’t like that answer.

he pushed you away from him, sending you stumbling backward and onto the king sized bed. “this is the last time i ever take your ass out with me again, you got that? this is why i don’t fucking let you drink. you don’t know how to handle your fucking alcohol.”

you stood up and regained your balance. you crossed your arms over your chest and sniffled as a tear rolled down your reddened cheeks. “you’re bein’ mean, rafe,” you mumbled out. your feelings were only getting more hurt.

“yeah? i’m bein’ mean?” he laughed dryly before you felt a hand strike your cheek hard. “if you wanna see mean, i’ll show you mean. this is how whores get treated. if you wanna act like one and go fuck other dudes, that’s exactly how i’ll treat you. what makes you think i should treat you like my sweet little girlfriend when this is how you fuckin’ act?!”

you whimpered in pain as you held your cheek and allowed the tears to flow freely and the sobs to leave your mouth. “i’m sorry, rafe. i didn’t know. i—i didn’t mean to drink so much.”

he rolled his eyes at your words and smirked sinisterly. he ran a hand over his stressed face. “sit down,” he ordered sternly. when you moved a little too slow for his liking, he shoved you down and you crashed onto the floor with a choked sob. you sat on your heels, hands folded in your lap as you waited for his next move. your eyes drooped with exhaustion and your head ached. the jingling sound of him undoing his belt didn’t help either. “give me your hands,” he demanded.

you quickly lifted them and hissed when he tightened the belt as much as he could around your skin and let them drop back onto your thighs. he rid himself of his pants and grabbed his phone from the pocket of it. he pushed his boxers down to his knees and waited for you to do something.

when you simply stared up at him with wide, teary eyes, he slapped your cheek again and laughed in your face. “are you fuckin’ dumb? do i really have to do everything for you?” he asked tauntingly. “you know what to do. get to fuckin’ work, slut.”

you sobbed and leaned forward to take the tip into your mouth and lightly suck. it was new to not have your hands but you tried to adjust as quick as you could. your tongue lapped up the underside of his cock and you slowly began to work his length down your throat.

“is that really all got, princess? hurry the fuck up, i got shit to do,” he spat as a flashlight shined down at you. you looked up, straight into his phone camera as a tear fell down your cheek. your eyes diverted back down and you shuffled forward on your knees and took him deeper into your mouth.

you heard him groan quietly which only spurred you on. in your drunken state, the urge to please was extremely heightened. you began to bob your head quicker and suck a little harder, earning more moans from him. his hips subconsciously began to push forward into the warmth of your throat as one of his hands found the back of your head.

he pushed you down all the way, forcing his entire length to sit down your constricting throat, making you gag and cry even harder. he tipped his head back in pleasure. “there you go, baby. fuckin’ take my cock down your pretty little throat. fuck. your mouth feels so fuckin’ good,” he praised before letting you go as you gasped for air and choked. “too bad you’re such a slut,” he added with another slap to your cheek. at least that one was a little lighter. “coulda been such a good girl.”

you feel the drool slide down your chin and the ache begin to form at the back of your mouth as you swayed slightly from the dizziness. the flashlight became brighter as he got closer to your face, one hand smearing the saliva all over your face and messing up your makeup. “such a dirty little bitch. can’t wait to show this to the boys so they can see how fuckin’ nasty you are,” he said before laughing and shutting his phone off.

he grabbed your forearms and pulled you up before pushing you back onto the bed. he came to sit in the space between your spread legs as he hiked your dress up and ripped your underwear right off your body. “wow, baby. this is a new low for you. getting off on bein’ punished? really?” he mumbled, running two fingers through your dripping folds.

he quickly replaced his fingers with the tip of him, nudging against your clit and making you whimper and bite your lower lip. “shh, princess. you’re gonna take my cock like a good little whore, then we’re gonna go home and you’re gonna take your ass to sleep.”

you screamed when he pushed his entire length into you with no warning or preparation. he wasn’t small by any means, and the girth of him stretched you out like no other. “thats right, scream my fuckin’ name so everyone knows who you belong to, who fucks you this good.”

he set a brutal pace immediately, his hips rocking into you with such force that you slowly slid up the bed. you cried out and tried to shut your legs only to be blocked by him. he placed a hand on your stomach and pressed down, feeling the tip underneath the soft skin. “feel that, baby? feel me in your fuckin’ guts. no one will ever fuck you like i do, you hear me? no one will ever be this deep inside this little pussy like me, you understand that?”

you nodded along, your tied hands reaching forward for anything to anchor yourself down. your legs began shaking as you sobbed and cried in both pain and pleasure. it was overwhelming and the burning stretch of him was making you dizzy. “please, rafe! please, please, please!” you didn’t even know what you were begging for. mercy? a break? more? you weren’t sure.

rafe chuckled and lifted your hands. he stuck his head through the loop of your arms to allow them to rest on his shoulder before planting a forearm on either side of your head and letting some of his body weight rest on top of you, something that always seemed to bring you back to reality. he sucked deep bruises into your neck, rocking his hips a little slower into you as the hairs by the base of his cock tickled your clit and made you cry harder. “keep cryin’ baby, only makes this hotter for me,” he mumbled against the shell of your ear.

you felt an orgasm pooling in your stomach, about to overflow as your legs shook even harder and your tied hands pulled at the hair on his head. the coil in your stomach quickly snapped, clenching around him and making him moan loudly. “maybe i should knock you up, huh? hows that sound? everyone would see you walking around, stomach all big and round, all cause i fucked a baby into you. then nobody would wanna even look at you and you’d be all mine. yeah, that sounds real fuckin’ good to me.”

you cried harder and pressed your things into the sides on him as he increased his pace and pulled another orgasm out of you. “there we go. gonna come, shit, gonna come in this pretty little cunt,” he said, biting down on your shoulder as he pressed his hips flush to yours and moaned against your skin when he finally found his sweet release.

you were too drunk and fucked out to speak, just lolling your head to the side rafe’s was on in hopes he’d at least kiss you, do something to bring you back to reality. he didn’t. instead he lifted his head and removed it from the loop of your arms before sitting up and grabbing a pillow. he quickly lifted your hips and placed it underneath, running his hands up your dress-clad stomach and smiling to himself. “gonna look so pretty, all swollen with my kid. jus’ gotta make sure it takes,” he stated, plugging you up with his slowly softening cock.

he held your down there for a couple of minutes before pulling out and wiping himself off then tucking himself back into his boxers. he got up and pulled his pants back on, adjusting his shirt and running a hand through his hair. “get up, we have a party to get back to,” he ordered as he undid the belt around your wrist and slid it back on himself.

you literally looked like you just got thoroughly fucked, which you did, but there was no way you were going back out like that. “rafe,” you pouted, lip wobbling as you held back even more tears. you were unsure how you had this much to cry. “please—please don’t make me, rafe,” you begged.

“c’mon baby. you wanted to act like a whore tonight, so now you’re gonna walk around with my cum dripping down your thighs and my marks all over you to let everyone know who you belong to,” he said with a lopsided grin. you cried even harder now.

———

after another hour of complete embarrassment for you, rafe had began to feel a little bad. he helped you into the car as you stumbled with wobbly legs even though you’d tried multiple times to push him off of you. you were pissed. he’d even tried helping you out of it and into the house, but you were too angry and drunk to even look at him.

despite your protests, he had a firm grip on your hips as he helped you up the stairs to your bedroom. he gently sat you down on the edge and squatted down to be just a little lower than eye level with you. “baby? hey, can you look at me sweetheart?” he asked softly as he reached up to tilt your chin towards him.

you turned your head quickly away from his hand and sniffled, a stray tear falling. “‘s—‘s so fuckin’ embarrassing, rafe,” you choked out with slurred words.

his heart began to feel heavy at your words. he knew he could act purely on emotions, but he’d never intentionally hurt you. you were the only one that got that soft side of him. he would never ever think to do something so painful with you and today, he let his feelings get the best of him. “i know, i’m sorry angel,” he apologized and tried grab your hand to hold. the hands that were now bruised and cut up from the harsh leather of his belt.

you brushed him off and closed your eyes, head still turned away from him as you tried to keep the tears at bay even though it was no use. “i don’t accept your stu—stupid apology. you know i’d never ever cheat on you. it was an accident. i—i’d never do that shit to you. you were mean to me tonight, rafe.”

his large hands found your thighs, thumbs rubbing soothingly over them and his face leaning down to press gentle kisses to your skin. “i’m sorry. i jus’—i got a bit out of control for a minute and i promise you it won’t happen again. i know you wouldn’t do that to me, i just saw you with someone else and—and i flipped out. i shouldn’t have embarrassed you like that and i swear on everything that i’ll make it up to you.”

you sniffled and went to wipe your tears, only for him to beat you to it and turn your head towards him for your gazes to meet. he took your hands in his own and laid soft kisses to the bruised skin of your wrists. he stood up once he finished and brought a hand up to cradle the back of your head as he placed a kiss to your forehead. “i’m really, really sorry, angel. i love you and i never meant to hurt you like i did today,” he apologized once more.

you sighed and bit your bottom lip anxiously. “i love you too,” you replied under your breath. you hated fighting with him and you knew his intentions were nothing but genuine with you. today definitely threw you off a little, but you were sure he’d keep his word and make it up to you.

“wait here, alright? ‘m gonna run a bath and we can relax for a little. that sound okay?” he asked, brushing your disheveled hair away from your face. you nodded in response before he tilted your chin up and placed a loving kiss to your lips. “i’m be right back, baby.”

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

guys i watched alien romulus a week or two ago, and bjorn is literally all i can think about. like i’m in shock at how beautiful spike fearn is and the lack of fics there are for him and his character. i’m gonna have to start writing for him because actually wow.

update: i wrote a fic for him!! read here

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

so we could meddle about

young!boyfriend!patrick zweig x fem!reader

content warning — smut, p in v, pet names

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

patrick’s lips pressed to the side of your neck, a hand at each side of your head and his warm bare chest against the soft skin of your back, his hips slowly grinding into your ass. “c’mon baby. please? just the tip, i promise.”

you hummed against the pillow as the wetness grew between your legs with each roll of his hips. “fine,” you surrendered a little too easily. “but i’m serious, patrick. only the tip and thats it.” you could feel his smile grow against your neck before he was kissing down your back and then leaning up to tug off his boxers.

his big hands spread apart the globes of your ass. “so fuckin’ pretty,” he mumbled to himself. he was quick to pull your panties to the side and run the tip of his cock along your dripping slit. you couldn’t help but whimper at the feeling. he slowly guided himself in, just as he’d promised, only the tip.

you let out a soft moan of satisfaction, liking the stretch but secretly wishing he’d give you more. he leaned forward to plank over you again and leave loving kisses between your shoulder blades. “feels good,” you whispered.

“yeah? you like warming my cock?” he muttered lazily before nibbling on your earlobe. you simply nodded, moaning when you felt him readjust slightly and move inside you. “you feel so good, baby. pussy’s like fuckin’ heaven. so tight it’s choking my dick.”

your hole clenched at his praise. now it was his turn to moan. the husk and breathiness of his voice was almost enough to make you cum on the spot. once again, he readjusted so his hands were on your full hips now. the slight change in angle made your insides hurt. “‘s so big, patrick.”

he laughed. “really? this is nothing,” he reminded with a hint of cockiness in his voice. you rolled your eyes at his inflating ego and wiggled your ass slightly to feel a bit more of him. you felt his grip against your hips tighten slightly before he was using it as leverage to pull you back flush against him. you let out a choked scream at the sudden intrusive stretch. “sorry baby, you know i can’t help myself. jus’ too fuckin’ addictive.”

and he was right, you did know. patrick sucked at keeping his promises.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

i’ll look after you

mentor!coriolanus snow x victor!fem!reader

content warning: talks of murder, hurt, comfort, mentions of blood

do not copy or post my work anywhere else.

coryo, coryo, coryo.

his name replayed in your mind like a prayer. you just wanted to see him. it was all you could think of right now. he was all you could think of right now.

your hands shook as you stare down at them and tears uncontrollably rolled down your cheeks. you were in shock. you had been dragged from the arena only moments ago and now you were stuck in a cold room with nothing but a dim chandelier and some capitol flags to decorate it.

upon hearing the door open, you jumped. in some ways it felt like you were still in the arena. this was one of them. you were constantly on edge, every little sound triggering your anxiety and a bone chilling shiver.

your eyes met the cerulean ones you had started to find comfort in and before you knew it, you were breaking down again. your legs buckled and you dropped onto your knees as sobs wracked your body.

“hey hey hey,” he panicked as he jogged over to kneel beside you. “just breathe, angel. you’re okay. you’re safe now.”

he took your face in his gentle hands, cupping your cheeks and tilting your head up so you could look at him. seeing your teary eyes lack their usual glimmer he began to love was almost making his own start to water. “i—i can’t,” you stammered.

his thumb swept back and forth across your cheekbone as he leaned up to press a soft kiss to your forehead. “yes you can, sweetheart. take a deep breathe. can you do that for me, honey?” he placed his hands on your cheeks again, redirecting your gaze so it was on him once more. “breathe with me.”

your eyes watched his closely through the thick tears, inhaling with him and slowly exhaling in sync. you did this three more times to allow your breathing to slow.

he gave you a soft smile. “see? you did so well for me, angel.” his hands lowered to hold your smaller ones in his. “c’mon. lets get you on your feet.”

he stood up himself and dragged you up just seconds after. you were immediately wrapping your arms around his neck and hiding your face in the crook of his neck against his red blazer.

“its okay, angel. i’ve got you,” he whispered softly as he wrapped his arms around your waist while his hand rubbed circles over your back. “you’re safe with me. ‘m not gonna let them touch you ever again.”

“i killed them, coryo,” you mumbled sadly. “i’m a murderer.”

you could feel him shake his head. “no. no, you’re not a murderer,” he affirmed, holding you a little tighter now. “you were protecting yourself. you did what you were told, sweetheart. and i’m so proud of you.”

his heart broke at the sobs that escaped your lips. “the water. i thought—i thought maybe coral or—or someone else in that group would drink it,” you cried. “i didn’t mean for it to be dill. i didn’t want it to be her.”

he pulled away from you to add just a few inches between your bodies so he could look at you properly. “i know, honey, i know,” he frowned. “but that wasn’t your fault. you couldn’t control who drank that water. and besides, you helped her. you saved her from the snakes. she died a much less painful death.”

“coryo,” you whimpered. the pain in your chest wasn’t from physical pain, just the guilt that hung heavy. “i’m so sorry.”

he immediately began to shake his head. “you don’t need to apologize for anything. you did nothing wrong,” he assured softly. “i trust that highbottom told you what i did.” you nodded to confirm his assumption. “we all do things we aren’t proud of. but we did it to protect ourselves, right? you can’t blame this on yourself.”

deep down, you knew he was right. it was do or die in that arena. kill or be killed. you can’t dwell on something you can’t change. “did you get your prize money?” you asked sheepishly.

he smiled sadly at you and kissed your forehead. “no,” he muttered under his breath. “and thats okay. as long as you’re safe.”

you sighed and let your eyes trail down to the ground by your feet. “thank you for mentoring me, coryo. for protecting me in there.”

his pointer finger and thumb gently grasped the tip of your chin and lifted it before you felt his soft plush lips on yours and his hands on your waist.

your body froze for a moment, melting and becoming completely pliant in his embrace. you smiled into the kiss and brought your hands up to gently tug at his blonde curls by his neck.

and when you two did finally pull away due to the lack of air, you shared a dopey smile. “i’m glad it was you, sweetheart. i couldn’t imagine it being anyone else,” he said before pulling your body closer into his and pressing his lips to yours again.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a smut fic of JJ Maybank where the raider is his girlfriend and a virgin and they have sex for the first time and he says “if you want me to stop tell me.” “You better tell me know cause once I start I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

like an animal

pairing(s): jj maybank x virgin!afab!reader

warnings: loss of virginity, smut, pet names, unprotected sex, oral, fingering, praise

summary: you decide to go all the way with jj.

authors note: i freaking love this idea!! thank you for the request and i hope you enjoy!

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

not my gif

your hands tangled in your boyfriends thick, blonde hair as he buried his face between your legs. your thighs began to shake and you attempted to close them, but his ringed hand kept a tight grip to keep them open.

“jj,” you moaned. “feels so good.”

you could feel him grin against you. “yeah?” humming in approval, you tensed slightly when you felt his finger prod at your entrance. “this okay sweet girl?” not able to form any words, you simply nodded, hoping he could see it. “tell me if it hurts. even a little bit.”

you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and squeezed your eyes shut. the feeling of his hot mouth sucking your clit and his finger slowly pushing into you was making you dizzy.

“you still with me baby?” he asked softly.

“mhm,” you hummed. you felt him push even further, feeling a slight resistance before it disappeared. you let out a shaky breath when his tongue was back to tending to your clit and his finger was buried inside you. “oh fuck j. ‘s so good,” you moaned.

his tongue worked faster, his finger beginning to pull back slightly before pushing right back in just as slow. “shit, sweetheart. already squeezing my finger like this, bet your pussys gonna feel like heavy around my cock.”

you felt a shiver run down your spine as your core tightened. “more. please,” you whined out, hands still toying with his hair.

“look at you baby,” he smiled proudly as he gently pushed another one in. “taking my fingers like such a good girl.”

your jaw fell slack as the pleasure doubled. his mouth was no longer on you, but his thumb was still rubbing circles over your clit. “jj, fuck,” you stammered. “it feels so good. can—can’t take it.”

“‘s okay, sweetheart,” he said soothingly, placing loving kisses over your shaking inner thighs and just above your core. “you can do it. almost there. jus’ relax.”

you tried your best to take deep breaths and allow your orgasm to wash over you, but the pleasure was hitting you like a bus. your hands tugged on his hair even harder as he worked you through it, slowly withdrawing his fingers and pressing a gentle kiss to your sensitive clit.

“did so good baby,” he praised, crawling up your body to press his lips to yours. you could taste yourself on him as his tongue searched your mouth. “‘m so proud of you.”

he laid another kiss to your lips, then your forehead before he began littering them down your neck and to your chest. his tongues lapped over your nipple before taking it into his mouth, his hands coming up to hold the soft flesh in his hands and gently knead them between his ringed fingers. the cold metal felt good against your burning skin.

you pressed your thighs together at the feeling. “jj, i want more.”

he chuckled against your skin before lifting his head to see you. “baby, what more do you want?” he asked in a playful tone. “i jus’ fingered you and popped your cherry while eating you out.”

you slapped his arm lightly. “no, j. not that. i want more.”

it was like a lightbulb went off in his brain. “oh!” his pupils were blown wide, his hair messy, and cheeks slightly flushed. “you sure about this sweet girl?”

you nodded immediately. “mhm.”

his pushed your hair from your face, pressing another kiss to your lips. “words, baby.”

“yes jj, i want this. want you,” you said.

“fuck,” he mumbled under his breath. “you can’t say that shit.”

you giggled to yourself and pulled his face down to your so you could kiss his soft lips. you could hear some jostling in the background, jj ridding himself of his boxers, but you didn’t really care. you just focused on the feeling of his lips against yours.

unfortunately though, it was cut short. “are you sure you want this? like sure sure?”

you nodded, eyes glued to his. “yes. i want this.”

“if you want me to stop, you gotta tell me baby. and if it hurts, i want you to tell me immediately,” he said firmly, letting you know he wasn’t playing about this.

“i know. i will,” you replied surely.

he pressed his lips against yours again to distract you, but you were still hyperaware that the head of his cock was resting against your opening. you felt his hands leave your waist, one to rub gentle circles on your clit.

he kissed you a little harder when he very slowly began to push his hips forward. you whimpered into his mouth at the uncomfortable stretch. it wasn’t painful, just new. your arms came to rest over his broad shoulders, pulling his closer to you until you were chest to chest.

the fingers rubbing at your clit sped up, trying to make up for the weird feeling this was giving you as he continued to push in about halfway. you couldn’t help but clench around his length, the pleasure on your clit feeling so good.

“fuck, sweetheart. need you to tell me now cause i once i start, don’t think i’ll be able to stop myself.”

you moaned at his words. “don’t want you to stop.”

“you’re gonna be the fuckin’ death of me, baby,” he whispered lowly against your lips.

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

for dad!jj— jj and the reader are in an argument and little maybank hears her parents yelling at each other saying hurtful things and she gets scared? yk yesterday she watched her parents with loving eyes as they laughed together, kissed, tucked her in bed, etc.. and now they’re acting as if they hate each other.

train wreck

pairing(s): dad!jj x mom!reader

warnings: yelling, hurtful words, teen parents

summary: while you and jj are in a heated argument, your daughter unfortunately catches a glimpse of it.

authors note: thank you for the request baby! enjoy :)

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

not my gif

“yeah? well maybe if you weren’t running away every other goddamn day, i wouldn’t need to ask my parents for help!” you shouted at him.

“i have shit to do!” he shouted back. “don’t you dare make it seem like i don’t fuckin’ care for you or our daughter.”

you scoffed and rolled your eyes. “if you care so much, why are you never here?!”

“jesus christ, did you not listen to a single word i just said? i. have shit. to do!” he screamed, slamming his hand down on the table.

you knew he’d never hit you. he’d never even think about hurting you. yet the action was enough to make you jump. and that was when the both of you heard it.

the small whimper that you two had become so familiar with.

your heads immediately turned to the doorway where your toddler stood frozen, her bottom lip quivering and her eyes glossy as if she was about to cry. all the noise must’ve woken her from her nap with her messy hair and disheveled pjs. “what’s going on?” she asked, voice trembling.

you just wanted to cry knowing that your daughter had seen the monster inside the two of you. you quickly dropped any ounce of anger and frustration and rushed over to her. “hi baby,” you said softly, picking her up from under her arms. “we’re just talking.” you carried her out of the kitchen where the fight took place and into her room. “sometimes, me and daddy don’t always like the same things. we just have to talk about it to make it better.”

“are you okay, mommy?” she asked softly.

you nodded with a smile and brushed some of the short hair from her face. “i’m okay honey.”

“is daddy okay?” she questioned.

“mhm,” you said. “we’re okay. we just had a little disagreement.”

she leaned into your chest and wrapped her arms around your neck. “you guys were happy yesterday.”

you kissed her cheek softly and sat down on the bed with her. “i know. we’re gonna be okay. i promise.”

she crawled out of your hold and under her sheets with a big cheesy grin on her face. “go talk to daddy. i don’t like when you guys are sad.”

you chuckled and pressed another kiss to her forehead. “okay baby. you ready to go back to bed then?”

she nodded quickly. “night mommy. i love you.”

“i love you too,” you said, tucking her in and shutting her lamp off.

you headed out into the kitchen, rubbing your temples and groaning. “is she okay?” jj asked, standing up from his seat as soon as you entered the room.

“shes fine,” you replied tiredly. you hated fighting with him. it was hurtful and mentally exhausting.

he headed towards you, pulling your hands from your face and wrapping his arms around your waist. “i’m sorry, my love. i don’t wanna put anymore stress on you and i swear to be better. i just get overwhelmed with the whole having a kid at 19, you know? i’m sure you do too and its unfair of me to just leave all the responsibility on you whenever i feel like it. and i’m really, really sorry for yelling at you like that.” he apologized, his pretty blue eyes gazing into yours. “i just want to be here for you, sweetheart. for you and our daughter.”

you leaned into his firm chest, wrapping your arms around him and taking a deep breath. “it’s okay, j. i get it. but at the same time, this really has to stop.”

“and it will. i promise you it will,” he said, leaning back slightly and using his hand to tilt up your chin toward him. “i’m going to be here for the both of you until the end of time. i’m done running. you two are my entire world.”

you smiled tiredly and stood up on your toes to kiss his soft lips. “i love you jj.”

“i love you more, angel.”