#kerry von erich fluff

[gallaghersgal]

idk I’m feeling sick rn and just need some kerry comfort thoughts

:((( i hope you feel better love!! here’s a mini blurb. no warnings! fluff fluff fluff, fem reader, use of “darlin” and “baby girl” 🥰🥰

a thud startles you awake, your aching body jolting at the noise. “‘ey darlin’, heeyyy,” kerry’s voice comes to you softly from across the bedroom. you hear him drop his jeans and coat, then his footsteps padding towards the bed.

“mmph—kerry?” you ask softly, your eyes remaining closed.

“shh, shh—yeah, jus’ me baby girl. didn’t mean t’ scare ya.” the bed dips as he plants one hand on the mattress, leaning down in the dark to kiss your forehead. you can sense the way his brow furrows, lips sealing to your heated skin again to confirm his worry. “y’re burnin’ up,” he mutters, and rests the backs of his fingers against your forehead.

a shiver runs through your body, “yeah, must’ve caught somethin’,” you groan, followed by a pathetic sniffle.

kerry can’t help but chuckle. his thumb brushes your cheekbone before he leans down to kiss the area. “i’ll getcha some medicine, m’kay? jus’ let me go brush m’teeth first.”

it’s a few minutes before he returns, glass of water and a little cup of cold medicine in his hands. you’ve sat yourself against the headboard, your body trembling as your immune system fights whatever is giving you hell. he’s now clad in nothing but a comfy pair of shorts, his chest a warm welcome for you to smush your face into after you’ve downed the medicine. “hate the taste ‘f that shit,” you grumble against his smooth skin.

one large hand cups your jaw and tilts your face up, patting your cheek gently before removing his hand to grab the water glass. kerry tips it to your lips so you can take a few sips to wash the sickly sweet, medicinal taste out of your mouth. “i know baby girl,” he coos, “jus’ drink f’me, atta girl.”

you whine but do as he says, taking the glass in your own hands to drink until it’s only a quarter full. water spills past the corner of your mouth as your hands tremble from the effort, your body clearly ready to reenter the peaceful, slumbering state you’d been in previously. kerry takes the glass when you’re finished and you lay down in bed, cozying up with your pillows.

“y’re gonna get sick,” you mumble as he lays down beside you, one strong arm pulling you to lay against him. his chest rumbles with a laugh—the way you’re congested you feel it more than hear it—and he kisses the crown of your head.

“we spend a helluva lot of time t’gether, i was bound t’get it anyway.” he counters. his hand rubs down your back soothingly, listening to the content sigh that escapes you.

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Promptober Day 13👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): Kerry rested his head on your shoulder as he held you from behind, rubbing over your cute little 5 month baby bump as you looked over the horror section in your neighborhoods newest Blockbuster store. You were currently in the horror section, torn between Friday the Thirteenth, or A Nightmare on Elm Street for your scary movie night. 

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hello everyone! I'm kinda caught up, heres promptober 13/31! I hope you like it, It's my first time writing Kerry soooo eeeek! I hope that I did it right, of course feedback is always appreciated. Love you all! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Implied smut, thats like it. Not very edited, of course (since we die like men here.) 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗸𝗮-����𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀 & @/𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀

Kerry rested his head on your shoulder as he held you from behind, rubbing over your cute little 5 month baby bump as you looked over the horror section in your neighborhoods newest Blockbuster store. You were currently in the horror section, torn between Friday the Thirteenth, or A Nightmare on Elm Street for your scary movie night. 

“We take any longer choosin’ the little guy is gonna be born in a blockbuster” he teases, curls tickling your cheek as he gives you a gentle kiss on the temple, and rubs under your little bump. You giggle a bit, putting Friday the Thirteenth back and settling for A Nightmare instead. 

“The little guy is getting hungry let’s get a pizza on the way home I wanna eat dinner on the couch like a heathen” you giggle, following him up to the counter. 

“Sure thing, darlin. We’ll get extra cheese just for you” he said happily as he got you checked out with the teen working at the front counter. The drive home was nice, giggling and singing along to the radio with Kerry. Your life had been like this since you’d gotten married, simple. After you found out that you’d been expecting? It was just the icing on the cake that you two of you were starting your own little family. 

“My goodness I swear I’m about to start droolin’ like a dog this pizza smells to die for” you said as you plopped on the couch after washing your hands, opening up the box and putting a slice on your plate as Kerry got the movie set up. 

“Make sure you leave some for me over there missy” he teased, coming and sitting with you, hitting play on the remote and grabbing a slice for himself. You cuddled up to him as you ate, sighing contently. 

“I love our date nights. Especially ones like this. They’re always so nice” you said softly and he hums in agreement 

“S’always nice to stay In with my favorite girl” he said, pecking your lips sweetly and you smiled gratefully, turning your attention back to the tv. After 3 slices of pizza and a can of sprite you were comfortably snuggled into Kerrys side as you watched the movie. It came to the part where Freddy sticks his tongue through the phone causing you to jump a bit and cover your mouth in surprise. Kerry just laughed and you giggled a bit, looking up at him.

“I think i’d burn my lips if that happened to me. Unless it was your tongue of course but then I’d just slap your arm for lickin’ me like a dog” you teased and he chuckled, planting a chaste kiss on your temple. 

“Well lucky for you I only lick you where you want me to” he teased, running his hand up your side and over the curve of your waist. You looked up at him with a playful glint in your eyes. 

“Wherever I want?” You asked, lips curling into a smirk and a chuckle rumbles low in his chest.

“Is someone feelin’ naughty today, little miss?” he asked, his southern drawl thick with the huskiness of his voice and you giggle, blushing like a schoolgirl and becoming putty in his hands. Kerry always did this to you, something about those blue eyes and southern charm had you malleable to his every desire- not that you minded though. 

“Maybe you just bring it outta me, Mister Von Erich” you said, leaning in and giving him a gentle lingering kiss on the cheek. “Are you gonna teach the bad girl a lesson?” you whisper in his ear and he chuckled, standing up and picking you up bridal style like you weighed nothing. 

“I think I need to teach you a lesson on how that mouth you have gets you in trouble, it got you knocked up an’ya still haven’t learned, ain’t that right?” he chides as he carried you to the bedroom, causing you to drop your head back and giggle.

“Maybe it’s your teaching style, professor. Have you considered that?” you teased as he gently laid you on the bed, still ever careful with you even while playing considering your condition. He chuckled at your teasing, tugging off your flowy skirt you’d invested in many colors to accommodate your growing belly and helping you tug off your blouse, kissing along your skin as you did so.

“Maybe you’re on t’somethin sweet stuff. We’ll try somethin’ different this time, you wanted me t’lick you, right?” he asked hotly in the shell of your ear sucking gently on your earlobe and the sensation sent warm tingles all down the back of your neck, sucking in a sharp breath.

“Yes- b-but not there- somewhere else” you said shyly, cheeks flushing with heat. He chuckled, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on your neck and shoulders. 

“Where? Tell me where babygirl-” he ran his hand down your neck, cupping it lightly with his palm and looking into your eyes “Here?” he asked lowly, and you brought your bottom lip between your teeth, swallowing thickly and shaking your head no and he hums, trailing his hand down and unhooking your front clasp bra, rubbing the pad of his thumb over your peaked nipple and smirking a bit when your jaw dropped in pleasure, back arching into his touch.

“Alright pretty girl, how about here?” he dipped his head down, licking from the column of your throat down through the valley of your breasts, causing you to shiver. He chuckled a bit, his warm breath trailing up the wet spot he’d left moments prior with his tongue, moving up and swirling his tongue over your intensely sensitive bud causing a choked moan to tear from your throat, hand finding the back of his head and pulling him closer. 

“Thats not what I had in mind but oh my - that feels wonderful” you breathed, arching your chest into his mouth. The feeling of his tongue flicking and swirling over your nipple was sending jolts of pleasure right for your core, right where you really needed him. You gasped and gently tugged his hair, before getting the bright idea to take his hand from your hip and cup his palm over tour clothed heat. “Here- I want you to lick me here” you breathe and he huffs a chuckle into your breast, pulling off your sensitive bud with a pop.

“I can do that for you angel- I’d love to” 

Fin

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[fictionalmenmakemecry]

Sweet Holy God....

I've said this before and I'll say it again.

Crop tops on men are my WEAKNESS

Jeremy...

You're killing me here.

[meanmeanstridemeanmeanpride]

INTRO & RULES

hello! welcome to my blog, i’m zoe! (or zucchini…i forgot how i earned that title.) i’m a writer and hope someday my creative ideas take me somewhere. this blog is dedicated to the iron claw fandom and the movie itself. (this joke might already exist) it has ME in an iron claw so i recommend you all take advantage of that.

q: who do you write for?

a: my requests are open to kerry and david von erich.

q: what do you, or do not write?

a: i’m open to fluff and angst requests. hit me with your best shot! i’m only closed off to nsfw since that’s not my specialty. that’s pretty much my only no.

that’s all for now, thank you for taking the time to read!

[heartbreakprincehbk]

When the Lights Go Down (David Von Erich x Reader)

Pairing: Reader x David Von Erich (fluff)

Words: 1,498

A/N: Inspired by conversations with @wisconsinwhirlwind about how David Von Erich is absolute husband material. I’m not too sure about this??? But tbh just trying to distract myself from life and indulge in my fluffy daydreams.

The dust was beginning to settle once again in the Dallas Sporatorium, after it had been rocked by the Von Erichs battling their bitter nemesis, the Freebirds. You stayed seated at your spot in the front row while many others began to patiently file out, recalling with vigor the exciting events of the evening and speculating what was next for the Von Erichs after their latest victory. The children who walked past you had that deliriously worn-out happiness on their faces, not unlike the expression one had after visiting an amusement park or having a day at the beach. Many of them were probably going to fall asleep during the car ride home after cheering so fervently for their heroes, still clutching their autographed programs.

This was everyone’s least favorite part of the evening, when the spectacle ended and real life took priority once more. Not you. This, when the concession stands closed and the Sportatorium lights went down, was your favorite part. This was your time to get reunited with him.

You finally stood to your feet when he came back into view, still red-faced from his match with a towel around his neck. He was being trailed by his two brothers and turned to reply to one of them right when you flew into his arms, uncaring of how hot and sweaty his body was.

“Oh—!” David grunted in surprise, but caught you easily and instinctively. He already had a smile on his face when he turned back to find your eyes. “There’s my baby,” he announced loudly to everyone in the vicinity before he lifted you up into the air by your waist to seemingly for no other reason than to admire you. Kevin and Kerry scoffed at him, but wore tender smiles for you; the love you got to experience from David extended from his brothers to you as they became yours.

David lowered you back down to the ground and immediately wrapped his strong arms around your waist to hug you properly. He had to bend down lower to allow you to wrap your arms around his neck in return, and once you were there, he straightened up again, walking with you wrapped securely in his embrace.

Only you could hear the way he sighed against the crook of your neck, his body relaxing now that you were with him again. You knew it was true because you were experiencing it too. His touch against your skin was the feeling of coming home and crossing over that threshold, leaving your shoes on the welcome mat and forgetting all your worries. He was home.

Your fingers grasped onto the familiar curling tendrils of his hair, damp but still keeping their shape. No one could pull you away from him if they tried; his hugs were always airtight. And yet, there was never any discomfort in that. He made you feel protected and loved with every embrace, his actions promising you reassurance.

“You did great tonight!” You murmured close to his ear and kissed his cheek, unable to help yourself. You felt his face pulling underneath your lips as he smiled. “That double clothesline you did was incredible; the crowd went nuts.”

“Thanks, darlin’.” He told you as he leaned on the apron of the ring, still keeping his hands firmly on your hips as you stood in front of him. Kevin pulled himself up onto the apron and Kerry leaned beside Dave, content with resting against his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah—what about the rest of us?” Kevin teased. “It was a tag match after-all.”

“I did a lotta heavy lifting in that match...” Kerry agreed.

“Eh...” you teased them, making them scoff at you and David laugh. “That may be true, but Dave got the pin.” You said, looking proudly at David and already puckering your lips expectantly as he leaned down to kiss you. Kerry and Kevin promptly began complaining, only to be interrupted by another man’s voice.

“Er, David? We have that, uh, interview scheduled now, if you have a moment, please.” You pulled away quickly from David, already mortified at the sight of Bill Mercer, accompanied by a cameraman. “Sorry to interrupt,” he said, smiling slightly at the two of you.

“Oh! I’m so sorry—here, I’ll get out of the way.” You apologized quickly, trying to scurry after Kerry and Kevin as they left. David seemed to have other plans as he grabbed onto your wrist and quickly pulled you right back to his side.

“No, you ain’t gotta go nowhere.” He said firmly.

“But you’re doing an interview for TV; I shouldn’t be here.” You protested, still trying to wriggle away from him. It was understood by Fritz and his sons that none of them could flaunt the fact that they were married so as not to damage the relationship they had with their fanbase. It wasn’t as though you hadn’t daydreamed of something exactly like this happening, but the idea of upsetting your father-in-law wasn’t on your to-do list.

“Hey, listen,” David cupped your face with his large hands, holding you steady and making you look him in the eye. “I love you, alright? And if I want to do my interview with you by my side, then that’s what I’m gonna do. Or, they don’t have to have their interview.” David turned now to look at Bill as if daring him to disagree.

“You’ll hear no objection from me.” Bill replied. You took a breath to steady yourself and David kissed the top of your head before putting his arm over your shoulders. Bill moved in closer and gave a nod to the cameraman.

“Standing here with me now is David Von Erich, and,” Bill paused, turning and sending you a warm look. “A special person, who is of most importance to David.” At Bill’s words, David’s arm around your shoulder now felt like a neon sign. Suddenly, it was very hot in the Sportatorium; it felt as though your skin was crawling under scrutiny. You struggled to look at the camera, knowing exactly just how many people would be tuning in and wondering just who this person standing so very close to David was. You knew they were all going to be making up their own assertions of you, from your looks to your every mannerism, to what you said and what you didn’t say. The thought of it made you duck your head shyly.

“That’s right, Bill. This here is the love of my life, Y/N. Y/N Von Erich, as a matter of fact.” You lifted your gaze quickly in surprise at David’s blunt words and he smiled comfortingly at you as soon as your eyes met. “I can hardly remember what life was like before we met, let alone imagine where I’d be without Y/N.” Your fear melted away as David spoke confidently, looking not only straight into the camera, but at you, with the same look in his eyes that he would give his titles. Reverence and pride.

“You two are certainly something special. Y/N, how does it feel being out in the crowd cheering on your husband?” Bill extended his microphone out to you, and you felt as though your knees were gonna give out.

“Uh, well, Bill, it definitely brings me a lot of joy whenever I get to watch David do just about anything.” David chuckled a little. Behind your back, you felt his hand slip down and playfully slap your butt, unbeknownst to the camera. He smirked a little at your sharp inhale. “I-I um, wherever he is, wherever he goes in life, I’ll always be right beside him, cheering him on.” You leaned into him, nudging his hip slightly with yours. He laughed again.

Bill and David talked briefly about the scheduled bout for next week’s show, all the while, David kept you close to him, his arm now wrapped innocently around your waist. Bill thanked the two of you for your time, giving you both a warm farewell.

“Your dads gonna be angry, you know that, don’t you?” You hissed at him once the two of you were alone. David waved a hand dismissively.

“Oh, let him fuss all he wants. I never take this ring off no matter where I go—it ain’t no secret that I’m all yours. I’m tired of keeping it hush hush. You’re something that oughta be shown off.” You could feel your cheeks growing hot at his words and it must have been a very obvious sight; David immediately began grinning and lightly pinched your cheek.

“Yes, well, if a crazy fan murders me before a show next week...” you mumbled, swatting his hand away and grabbing it instead to hold.

“They’ll have to get though me first.” He laced his fingers with yours, his hand all but swallowing yours in his grip. “Now c’mon, I got the next week off and I know exactly how I wanna spend it.”

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𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝐭𝐡 - 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝐭𝐡-𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲;𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏𝐬𝐭 - 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞 ; 𝐋𝐢𝐩 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐𝐧𝐝 - 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 ; 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑𝐫𝐝 - 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐚𝐲 ; 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟒𝐭𝐡 - 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 ; 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓𝐭𝐡 - 𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 ; 𝐋𝐢𝐩 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟔𝐭𝐡-𝐏𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠;𝐊𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐕𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐱𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟕𝐭𝐡 - 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 ; 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟖𝐭𝐡 - 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐞 ; 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟗𝐭𝐡 - 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ; 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟎𝐭𝐡 - 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 ; 𝐋𝐢𝐩 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟏𝐬𝐭-𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 ; 𝐃𝐚𝐝!𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

[gallaghersgal]

What about ⛄️with Kerry Von Erich? I watched The Iron Claw two nights ago and now he is a new white boy of mine 🫣🎄

⛄️ for a snow day headcanon ༄⋆⁺₊❅。

contents; dad!kerry x mom!reader fluff

part of my 1.8k sleepover

kerry loves when his kids ask him to helo build a snowman. they can roll the snow balls as big as they want, because daddy is strong enough to pick them up :))

and of course when it comes time to decorate he whistles through his fingers. "'ey, mama, y'got some snowman supplies?" he asks with a smile, and you nod through the open kitchen window.

[gallaghersgal]

gallaghersgal's kerry von erich masterlist. *indicates smut

DISCLAIMER → all writing is for the character kerry, as portrayed by jeremy allen white in the iron claw! my heart goes out to the real von erich family ❤️

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post match smut

fluff w/ sick reader

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