#malcolm in the middle x reader

[agaypanic]

Aside from the obvious breeding kink what other kinks do the wilkerson brothers have?

i fr laughed out loud when i read this😭 “aside from the obvious breeding kink” omg💀💀

francis

slight bondage. from military school and working at the ranch, he knows a lot about different knots🤭🤭

i can see francis letting you peg him pffft i have no explanation, just a vibe

slight choking. especially when kissing you. he’ll just have his hand on your neck and will give you a lil squeeze

reese

boob worship pffft reese loves tits

marking. whether it’s hickies or biting or whatever, he loves marking you up

hair pulling. again, don’t have an explanation

dumbification, especially if you’re really smart or considered a genius

edging/orgasm denial. he likes getting you all whiny and desperate

malcolm

dumbification duhhhhhhh

edging/orgasm denial when you’re a brat, overstimulation when he’s jealous

slight degrading, which usually goes hand in hand with the dumbification

there’s probably more pffft

[augdawg888]

dating reese wilkerson (headcanons)

im branching out from just normal headcanons

enjoy!

you had to ask him out because he's sooo oblivious

then it took lots of convincing that you actually like him

"okay, be honest, you actually like me?"

ALL the reassurance

"i'm just checking."

he's obsessed with you

and he cooks for you all the time

every snack you like, he's memorized

his love language is obviously acts of service

besides cooking, he'll do whatever he can

carry your things, beat up people for you, and he'd even clean for you

he's learned how to do a lot of things from how he grew up

just like francis, he is AMAZING at laundry

he also loves physical touch

constantly has an arm around you

and he gives the comfiest hugs

he loves his hair being played with

literally melts

if you're shorter, he always kisses the top of your head, but if your closer to his height then he kisses your cheek

the family loves you

everyone swears that since he met you he's calmed down

dewey and hal were the easiest ones to talk to

malcolm didn't really care at first, he was more shocked

same with lois, after the shock she was a little doubtful

she was worried you were wild like reese

but when she notices how he was around you, you grew on her

reese gets TERRIFIED when he sees you talking to his mom

bros paranoid

it weirds him out even more when you hang out with malcolm

but he loves that you were able to fit in with his crazy-ass family

he loves sharing his music with you

if you have a walkman he constantly brings you different cds

he even burns a couple for you

if you like cassettes he'll spend a shit ton of time getting ones for you

he doesnt let you steal his clothes because he's already giving them to you

as long as you keep wearing them he'll give them to you

his favorite hoodie? dont matter

the comfiest sweats he owns? they somehow ended up in your bag when you left

he just loves the way you look in his clothes

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i hope this was good, it's not what i usually do. hopefully you enjoy it!!!!

[thelovelywriteress]

NOT A PRANK, SWEAR ON MY LIFE

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You and Reese have been enemies for as long as you can remember. If there’s a way to ruin your day, Reese will find it. If there’s an opportunity to make his life miserable, you gladly take it.

But somewhere along the way, something changes. Maybe it’s the way Reese smirks when he teases you, or how he looks stupidly good even when he’s covered in detention chalk dust. Either way, you realize the unthinkable—you like him. And now, you’re stuck in the ultimate nightmare: trying to fix your horrible relationship without him catching on that you’ve developed a crush. The problem? Reese does not believe you

You try to be nicer? He immediately accuses you of setting up a prank .You’re trying to be nice, you really are. But Reese makes it so difficult.

One day, without thinking, you mutter something like, “Ugh, why do you actually look good today?” And Reese? He freezes. Then smirks, like he had find your trick, “Nice try. What’s the catch?”

You rolled eyes at his confidence and give him a nonchalant reply,"There is no catch, dumbass."

But now he won’t drop it. He starts making ugly faces at you randomly, waiting for you to break character and laugh. You don’t. And that’s when it hits him: something is wrong with you.

You offer to let him copy your homework one day (because dude is struggling, duh!). Instead of thanking you, he refuses.

“Ohhh no, I know this trick. I’ll copy it, and you’ll tell the teacher. Not falling for it.” And once again your geniune gestures were being accused,“Just take it, idiot.” You said, your head aching.

He doesn’t. Instead, he stares at you, suspicious, and copies from some other poor soul—while side-eyeing you the whole time like you’re plotting something huge. You on other hand face-palm. You are seriously questioning your taste in boys and it's definitely not the one with brain.

After days (weeks??) of him treating your kindness like a bomb waiting to go off, you lose it.

“Reese, not everything is a damn prank!”

“Says the person who once put glue on my chair.”

“THAT WAS TWO YEARS AGO. I HAVE CHANGED.”

“That’s exactly what you’d say if you were still plotting something.”

Ok at this point either you will hot your head or just. He is making you gone crazy. Like what kind of prank requires so much nice gestures for so long dude.

Maybe it’s late. Maybe you’re exhausted. Maybe you’re just done. But at some point, you let it slip.

“You know what? Fine. I like you. Happy now?” Confession is embarassing but if it keep going on any longer, you might lose your senses from all the werid accusation.

“Pffft—okay, sure. That’s the best prank yet. Nice delivery, too.” And you just sit there, staring at this absolute moron as he walks away, still convinced you’re messing with him.

Reese is still convinced this is a prank. Weeks pass. You’ve practically given up, settling into a miserable cycle of “I should just move on” vs. “Why am I so into this idiot?” Meanwhile, Reese keeps replaying every weird moment between you two, and it’s bothering him. It's takes him embarrassing long time to put pieces together.

The time you gave him half your fries (was that flirting?)

The time you called him a dumbass but laughed right after (was that cute?)

The time you waited for him after school (was that romantic?)

At some point, he just has to know it once again. Everything connects, even use Malcolm to verify the situation so only thing that is left is you conform his assumption. (You literally confessed already. bro is on to nothing) He finds you at school, corners you, and goes:

Reese: “Okay. One more time. Do you—do you ACTUALLY like me?”

You: “Yes, dumbass.”

Reese: “…Like, LIKE-like?”

You: “Why are you saying it like kindergartener?”

Reese: “LIKE—LIKE in a way where we could—uh—do something about it?”

If you heard this anything more, you might lose your last brain cell. So you did the final and most obvious gesture to prove your feelings.

You grabbed his shoulder and pulled him towards yourself. Making sure your lips land right on his. Through it was only for moment before you pulled away with an annoyed and flustered face,"Enough proof?"

Reese didn't reply anything and just keep staring at you which at some point creep you out so you have to shook him. He did move after that. Quickly and slowly, falling on ground.

Reese.exe has stopped working. Congratulations, you have successfully broken him.

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So guess who rewatch Malcolm in the Middle? Khihi!(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Umm anyways this is my contribution to the fandom after completing devouring rest of content. You know classic: I like it but there is not enough of this, so I am gonna take the matters in my hand Also I don't know how well I written Reese here, it's just based from the scenario I used for sleeping yesterday night.(⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠ω⁠＼⁠｡⁠) embarassing enough! Anyways if you like it then happy to know cause I am sure there is more coming.(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

[5sospenguinqueen]

Y/N: I hate you.

Reese: Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that's not true.

[gonzo-rella]

Headcanons: Being the Nonbinary Wilkerson Sibling

MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI

Pride Month 2024 #8

Relationship(s): The Wilkerson Family x nonbinary!Wilkerson!reader (platonic/familial)

Warnings: Coming out scene(s). Hal isn't completely accepting at first, but he's not outright transphobic. And, Ida is her typical self and is transphobic (but nothing is said explicitly). I've tried to make the reader's AGAB ambiguous, but apologies if anything's slipped through the cracks. (Let me know if I need to add any)

(A/N: I have no idea why it's taken me so long to write for Malcolm in the Middle. It's one of my favourite shows and I love these characters so much. I've got an idea for a MitM fic where the reader is Malcolm's best friend and when Malcolm goes away for college the reader befriends and starts dating Reese, so let me know if you'd be interested in reading that, or if you have any other requests you'd like me to write. I'm kind of obsessed with and fascinated by Lois and Francis, so there's a lot of Lois and Francis stuff in this. I'd love to write a follow up/companion piece to this fic, so if you've got any ideas for that, or if you'd like for me to come up with something myself, let me know.)

The first person in your family that you come out to is Jamie.

He can’t talk, or comprehend your words.

So, you get the benefits of finally admitting this thing that’s been weighing on you without it having any true consequence.

You’re babysitting him one day, when everyone else is out, and you say to him:

“Hey, Jamie. I know you have no idea what I’m saying but if I don’t say it soon I’m going to explode.”

He just looks at you blankly.

“I’m nonbinary. So, I’m not a boy like you, and I’m not a girl like mom.”

All you’re met with is another blank stare.

“Yeah, I must be going pretty insane if I’m trying to explain this in a way you’ll understand.”

The next logical choice is Francis.

After all, he’s far away and you don’t see him often, so you don’t have to live with him if he ends up rejecting you.

Not that you expect that from him, as your cool brother who respects pretty much everything that goes against tradition.

You call him one day, when you miraculously get the house to yourself.

“Francis, I need to tell you something.”

“You’re not calling me from jail, are you?”

“No.”

“Then, what is it?”

“I… I’m nonbinary.”

“The thing where you’re not really a boy or a girl?”

“Yeah, that.”

“How’d mom and dad take that one?”

“That’s the thing. I haven’t told them yet. Or Reese, Malcolm or Dewey.”

“So, I’m the first in the family to know?”

“After Jamie, if he counts.”

“Man, I can’t wait to shove that one in mom’s face.”

“Can you keep this to yourself? Until I’ve told them. I mean, you can tell Piama if you want.”

“Of course. I’ve kept worse secrets than this. Not that this is bad.”

“Thanks, Francis.”

“No problem. And, congrats. I think that’s what I’m supposed to say.”

“Uh, thanks, I guess. So… you’re okay with it?”

“Sure. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Do you think everyone else will be okay with it?”

“If they’re not, they’ll probably come around. But, if they don’t, give me a call, alright?”

He paused, before speaking again.

“Do you like grandma?”

“Ida? Not really. Why?”

“Well, I think that she’d probably have a heart attack if you told her. So… do with that information what you will.”

You tell your family within the next month.

You choose to tell them when you’re having dinner one night.

If a fight breaks out, you figure it won’t be too different to your normal dinners.

Hal looks ever so slightly terrified.

Lois, for once, is at a loss for words, which scares you more than her yelling.

Reese is confused.

Malcolm and Dewey look surprised, albeit not overly shocked.

“What does that mean?” Reese questioned.

“It means…” Malcolm pauses as he looks at you, not sure how to refer to you yet. “You’re not a girl or a boy, right?”

“Yeah.”

“But, you’re a-”

You cut Reese off.

“That’s not how I feel. And… I hope that you can all accept that, or try to accept that.”

Your eyes dart around everyone at the table, then you bite your lip and avert your gaze.

“So… do you think you guys can accept that?”

“Sweetheart-” Hal begins hesitantly, but Lois interrupts him.

“How long have you felt this way?”

Her voice is the most uncertain you’ve ever heard it be.

You can’t bring yourself to look up at her.

“Uh, a while.”

“And, you’re sure about it?”

“Do I have to be?”

“No.”

“Well, I am. Mostly.”

“Okay. Then, tell us what to do and we’ll do it.”

Surprised, you nervously tell your family what pronouns to use, and anything else they need to know.

It feels like such a relief.

Over the next few days, you overhear Reese asking Malcolm questions, but they’re both keeping their voices down so that you can’t make out what they’re saying (but you can infer the questions are about you).

Malcolm and Dewey adjust to the change the quickest.

Lois adjusts pretty quickly, too, no doubt because she’s that stubborn and determined not to slip up.

(Part of you wonders if she’s worried that getting it wrong or do anything to make you feel like you’re not accepted by her or the rest of the family will push you away like Francis)

Reese is trying his best, but he gets it wrong half the time, so Malcolm will make sure to correct him.

You notice that, at first, Hal avoids using pronouns for you as much as possible (and your name, if you asked for them to use a new one), and he has that look where he looks like he’s about to keel over and die, or like he’s having some kind of allergic reaction.

But, as time goes on, and with Lois and Malcolm’s insistence, he will try, and he will realise that all that matters is showing you that he loves you no matter what.

You find that Lois will fight for you in whatever way she can.

She overhears some judgemental mothers in the neighbourhood talking crap about you?

She will give them a piece of her mind.

If you’re still at school, and you want your teachers to use your pronouns (and your new name if you have one), then she will march down to the school and speak to the principal.

Your brothers will stand up for you, too.

Francis has told you to call him if anyone gives you a hard time.

If anyone’s a jerk to you, Reese will either punch them in the face or threaten them.

Malcolm will argue with anyone who gives you a hard time.

Dewey will secretly enact calculated revenge against anyone who upsets you, but will deny it when asked.

When Ida finds out about you, she will show up unannounced, storm into the house and start berating you and Lois.

Malcolm calls Francis, and it isn’t long before he turns up, too.

(Everyone knows that Francis will never turn down the opportunity to argue with someone, especially Lois or Ida)

It brings Francis and Lois together in a rare moment of solidarity, and they will spend hours upon hours in a screaming match with her.

(Somewhere along the line, you get the impression that they’ve all forgotten that the argument started with you at the centre)

Eventually, they’ll manage to get Ida to leave.

You’ll get up in the middle of the night to grab a drink and a snack, and you’ll find Lois sitting at the kitchen table, her head in her hands.

“Hey, Mom? I really appreciate you sticking up for me, but I always knew this wasn’t going to be easy. I can take people being assholes to me. You don’t have to keep standing up for me.”

She looks up at you, her exhaustion evident, but she’s still able to keep herself together, somehow.

“Honey, the world’s a cruel place, and it beats this family down enough without adding that gender stuff onto it. But, if that’s who you are, I’m not letting you face this alone. What kind of a mother would I be if I didn’t fight tooth and nail for you to be able to exist like everyone else?”

[fbfh]

Would you be willing to write more about loser obsessive boyfriend francis wilkerson? There is almost nothing on him. It's so sad.

I love how you've written him <3

YES ALWAYS ABSOLUTELY. I fucking love an obsessive loser boyfriend. Francis will do just about anything to win you over, even after you're already dating. Yk those walk him like a dog edits on tiktok?? Yeah you always have Francis trailing after you like that. He thinks about you constantly, and if it’s physically possible he's going to be right with you. He's so clingy and devoted, he literally worships the ground you walk on. Lois knows if she tells Francis to stop calling you so much and sneaking out to climb through your bedroom window, it will only encourage him. She often results to disconnecting their phone and putting bars over his windows. Lois knew he was down bad for you so she expected to have to do something like that, but it only really dawned on her how much he likes you when she saw him trying to train a pigeon to send you one of many, many love letters he's written for you. You stop by the next day to take the boys to school like usual, and you see Reese and Malcolm chasing pigeons around the kitchen while Dewey screams and Francis yells at them not to rip the love letters he wrote for you (which are currently hanging off the pigeons feet). Lois knows if anything is going to scare you off, it's this. But you just laugh. You laugh and open the windows and pop out the screens so the birds can fly out. You get the boys their bags and lunches, say good morning to Lois and Hal, and take them to school. Lois realizes right then what a good fit you are, not just for Francis, but for their whole family. If you ever have a chance of marrying into their family (which knowing Francis, he's probably already trying to figure out your ring size) you need to be equipped to handle the chaos that comes along with it. And... you are. She has no idea how you manage to handle it so well, but you do. So now, along with keeping her sons alive and out of jail and making sure they all eventually graduate high school, she adds making sure you stay a part of their family to her priority list.

[lili-harg]

Hello, I introduce myself, I'm Lili (it's actually my middle name) and after spending a long period of time reading on this application I would like to start writing, but I really don't have any idea what to write about so if you feel like you want some ideas I can I would like me to write about some of these fandoms, tell me and I will gladly write about it. Thank you and goodbye

The fandoms with which I would currently be interested in writing would be:

● Tokyo Revengers

● Jujutsu kaisen

● Boku no Hero Academia

● Harry Potter (more specifically the Slytherin boys )

● Malcom que in the middle

● Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba)

• Haikyuu

• One Piece

[dead-sane-stuff]

* Damian telling some story*

Jason: That is such bullshit

Damian: NO IT IS NOT

Y/n: Jason, if Damian says it's true then who are we to believe otherwise

Jason: Oh Okay, but no one believes me when I say I beat the last level of Mortal Kombat.

Y/n: Because that's just ridiculous Jason, no one beats Sub-Zero or Kronika

[hyper-fixated-delusions]

Y/N [Bursts into Billy and Tommy's room.]: Who wants to make 20 bucks? 


Tommy: How? 


Y/N: I need someone to take the fall. 


Wanda, from the other side of the door: Oh, my God... 


Billy, horrified: What did you do? 


Y/N: I can't tell you. Yes or no? No questions asked. 


Wanda, getting a little louder: Oh, my God! 


Tommy: Make it 40. 


Y/N: Done. 


Wanda screaming: Oh, my God!!

Y/N whispering: You're a good son. [drags Tommy out by his collar.]

Y/N: I got him, honey! I got him! Don't worry.

[agaypanic]

its prom season so i was wondering if i could request smth where reese and reader are temporarily broken up and after the prom (when he went with the girl that paid him to go with her) he realizes he wants reader back and they get back together

Get the Girl (Reese Wilkerson X Reader)

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Summary: You and Reese decide to take a break because you don’t think he’s as serious about your shared future as you are. When a girl hires Reese to be her prom date, he realizes just how much he loves you.

A/N: it’s not prom season anymore (sorry about that lol) but here you go

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“Reese, I think we should take a break.”

You didn’t want to say it, your voice almost broke as you forced out the words. 

“Me too.” He responded, his cheerful tone making you think he was thinking about a different kind of break than you. “Let’s skip math and get some ice cream or something.”

You were right; he had no idea what you meant. “Not that kind of break, Reese.”

“Then what kind of-” Reese slammed his locker shut and looked at the dejected expression on your face. He seemed a bit puzzled, but soon put the pieces together. “Oh.”

“I just…” You sighed. Part of you didn’t want to explain, and part of you felt like Reese wouldn’t care enough to ask for an explanation, but you knew you should tell him why. “I just don’t think you’re that serious about us. Or anything for that matter.”

“I’m serious.”

“Oh really, Reese?” He nodded unconvincingly. “You haven’t applied to any colleges or trade schools, you don’t have any kind of job lined up, and every time I try to talk to you about our future together, you say, ‘Let’s just live with my mom so we don’t have to pay rent.’”

“I still think that’s a good idea.”

“It’s not Reese!” You raised your voice a little out of frustration. “It may be for you, but it’s certainly not for me. I want to have a life with you after high school, and not one that involves sharing a room with your brothers and being cramped in your twin bed.”

Reese let out a tiny laugh, which made you fume. “Y/n, I’d obviously make Dewey switch with us.” He quickly saw that you weren’t as amused as he was. “Babe, I don’t wanna take a break, but what do you want from me? What do you want me to do?”

You groaned, the sadness you had felt earlier being replaced by frustration. “If you still don’t get it after I’ve already told you, then maybe this break is a good thing.”

Reese was about to respond, but was cut off by the warning bell. Giving him one last look, you turned and headed to class. 

***

When you heard that Reese was going to the prom with another girl, you didn’t really know how to feel. Logically, you shouldn’t have felt anything. After all, it was your idea to take a break, so you couldn’t really be mad that he decided to go out with someone else. In fact, it just confirmed the suspicion you had of him not being serious about your relationship. 

But you were still hurt. And you thought you had a right to be, considering you’d been dating Reese for years.

You did your best not to think about him. Prom was supposed to be the highlight of your high school life. But there you were, moping in the auditorium, watching your probably now officially ex-boyfriend dance with another girl. While drinking your punch, you wondered if you should leave now or try to stick it out a little longer.

“Hey, Y/n.”

“Hey, Malcolm.” You responded, a bit surprised by the boy’s presence. “I take it MORP didn’t turn out the way you planned?”

He sighed. “Nope.” He seemed slightly disappointed, but his mood lightened as he looked at the crowd, which was full of both prom and morp goers. “Aren’t you gonna dance?”

“Don’t feel like it.” You answered, finishing your punch.

The two of you stood awkwardly for another song before Malcolm spoke again. “I know I’m not Reese… thank God… but, do you wanna dance?” You gave him a questioning look, wondering why Malcolm was being nice. “Don’t make me regret asking.”

You smiled a little, tossing your empty cup in the trash before nodding. “Okay.”

You and Malcolm danced a bit stiffly around the floor, not really knowing what to do. He wasn’t expecting to dance with his brother’s ex, and you weren’t expecting to dance with your ex’s brother. But after another song or two, you loosened up. You might even go as far as to say you were having a good time. 

Meanwhile, on the other side of the giant room, Reese danced with Jeanine. She was very impressed with how well-behaved he was being. He even threw in a few off-script compliments. Needless to say, she was swooning.

She was so busy swooning that she didn’t notice how Reese’s eyes kept searching for you. When he found you dancing with Malcolm across the floor, he was livid. Why was his brother dancing with you? 

And even worse, why were you seeming to enjoy yourself?

“You’re a really good dancer,” Jeanie said.

Reese was so fixated on you that he forgot he had a part to play. He tried to seem genuine as he looked back at his date. “When I’m with you, it doesn’t even feel like we’re dancing. It’s like we’re floating.”

Jeanie smiled. “I misjudged you, Reese. I just chose you because you were completely hideous, and I knew you wouldn’t have a date. But you’re so much more than that. You’ve made me feel wonderful.”

“It’s been a really great night for me, too.” Reese lied. “You helped me find a little part of me that I didn’t even know was there, the part that isn’t a gigantic jackass.” This came from the heart, however Jeanie wasn’t the person he wanted to say this to. 

“You know…” Jeanie said, seeming a bit shy now from Reese’s kind words that weren’t actually meant for her. “I wasn’t planning on the night ending this way, but why don’t we get out of here, grab a blanket and a bottle of wine and go to the beach.”

“You mean it?” He tried to sound excited, but Reese wanted to take a step away from her. Spending tonight, and the whole week for that matter, with Jeanie, really made him realize that there was only one person he wanted to get drunk on the beach with. 

“Yes, Reese,” Jeanie answered, leaning in close. “I really want you.”

Reese was filled with relief when the alarm on his watch went off, signaling that it was now midnight. Jeanie pulled back a bit in surprise. “It’s twelve already? Too bad. Well, see you at school. And you can just put the money you owe me in my locker.” He started to walk away, leaving his date dumbfounded.

“Reese, where are you going?”

The boy turned around, still inching away from her as he pointed at his watch. “It’s midnight. I’m off the clock.” Then he turned back around, the girl’s confused protests fading away as he walked further away. Now, only one thing was on his mind: getting his girl back.

“Oh God.” Malcolm looked at something behind you, seemingly terrified.

“What?” Instead of answering, the boy quickly scurried off. You turned around just in time for Reese to grab your face and pull you into a deep and desperate kiss. At first, you melted into his touch, completely overwhelmed by the affection. But then you remembered your situation, pulling away despite your hesitancy and his protests. “Reese, what are you doing?”

“I love you.”

“Okay…?”

That wasn’t the reaction he was hoping for, but he supposed it was fair. Reese gently pushed you away from the crowd of dancers, hoping to have a somewhat private conversation. “I love you, Y/n. And I know you don’t think I’m serious about us, but I am. This is so corny, and you can never tell anyone, but you make me a better person. And I want you to keep making me better.”

“So you want me to put in all the work?” You knew it was a bit mean to argue with Reese when he was being vulnerable, something that was rare even when he was with you. 

But it didn’t seem to deter him. “No! Of course not. I wanna…” He trailed off, realizing how cliche he was about to sound. “I wanna be with you. Maybe have our own apartment after graduation. And maybe I could go to a cooking school or something. And one day, I’ll have enough money to get you a ring, because I want to be with you.” Reese took a much-needed breath. “I’m sorry it took me being on a date with another girl to appreciate you.”

You were rendered speechless. Reese wasn’t usually a man of many words, especially not this many words. And he was rarely vulnerable, even with you.

“Say something,” Reese said, getting worried. He wondered if he said the wrong thing or went too far. Maybe when you talked about your future with him, you didn’t mean that far into the future. Or maybe he shouldn’t have brought up Jeanie, or the fact that he needed to be with someone else in order to realize how much you meant to him.

Reese’s train of thought was interrupted by you launching yourself at him, arms tightly winding around his neck. He wobbled a little in surprise, but hugged you back like it was second nature.

“That’s all I wanted.” You muttered, kissing Reese’s cheek. “And I love you too.”

Reese sighed in relief, pulling you closer against him. Eventually, the two of you ended up back on the dancefloor. But this time, you were finally with the person you wanted to dance with.

***

Malcolm in the Middle Taglist: @rattilol

Reese Wilkerson Taglist: @hollymaybank @theogirlovermattheogirl

[mysticallystilinski]

“ DEEP ”

a reese wilkerson x fem!reader fic

CW ! 17+ SMUT ✮⋆˙ established relationship ༘⋆ dry-humping ༘⋆ sub!reese + dom!reader ༘⋆ extra-needy reese lav speaks… reese is my new hyper fixation so i HAD to make a fic about him.

ten days without the touch of you and reese wilkerson has been off the hook. you had went on vacation, leaving reese to fend for himself. the constant loneliness was not getting eased even when you texted him, much less suggested to call him when you had the free gaps.

today was the day, you were coming home and spending the night at reese’s house. he had made sure to plan this thoroughly, clearing out his family from the house planned months in advance to go to a nice hotel assisted with the help of francis and piama. he had faked the sick trick, making it more believable by forcing himself to throw up and pass out.

lois was more than willing to part ways with him not knowing that you were yet to come back from vacation.

“i know that she’s still on vacation, that’s why i’m giving you a little trust reese to stay in and get rest.” lois knew something was ought to happen, but a free vacation was not something she was going to pass up on.

a knock on the door late at night after the wilkerson’s left was enough to make reese jump off of the couch and bolt towards the entrance. opening the door, he was faced with you holding an overnight bag and a huge smile on your face.

“reesey!”, you exclaimed, throwing your bag to the side and wrapping your arms around his neck. he stood there for a moment shocked from how soon your flight landed, but quickly put his arms around your waist and squeezed tightly. you two stayed there for a while, it seemed like forever not seeing each-other.

he groaned into the hug, already hard from the touch. you quickly pulled back, and pushed him away. “oh no no no! reese i want to talk, engage in conversation”, you whined. he covered his hard on, looking away from your eyes while replying back, “well you whining is not going to help the matter.”

“okay, come here let’s sit down”, you said grabbing his hand. he pulled away in an instant and you noticed him grow even harder from the touch. despite the slight hurt in your chest, you ignored it and proceeded towards his room and to the bed.

reese sat down beside you, but still kept his eyes away, scanning the room for something to distract himself with. “reese, if you’re gonna be like this all night then i might as well leave”, you spoke. his eyes darted to yours as his mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out.

“okay then, i’ll just leave”, you began to get up and walk towards the door before reese physically got onto his knees. “no don’t leave, i missed you so much”, he pleaded. you just laughed, your boyfriend was hilarious in these aspects. you jokingly started to walk away, but before you could even get out the door reese wrapped his arms around your legs.

“reese. what are you doing?”, you giggled. his body was contorted around your legs which made you stay in place “baby, i’m not actually going to leave, let me sit down.” he reluctantly pulled back from you so that he was back onto his knees again. his head was at the height of your chest, and his eyes battered up at you. “you’re so beautiful”, he spoke. this caused an instant blush to appear on your face. “what?”, you laughed awkwardly, it wasn’t something you expected him to just blurt out.

“you’re just gorgeous, and i love you”, he spoke softly while playing with your hands. without a second thought, you bent down slightly and placed your lips onto his, motioning for him to stand back up. still holding the kiss, you helped reese onto his feet as he slightly towered above you.

“i want to touch you”, he spoke gently, moving a hand to caress the back of your head. “really, tell me where you want to touch me?”, you spoke. “i’d rather show you”, he suggested. nodding quickly, you took off your shirt, and discarded it to the floor. reese did the same, but went a little further, discarding his sweats leaving him in only his boxers.

“hey, this isn’t fair! i think you should take off your pants too”, he stressed. you smiled and began to remove your pants, only leaving you in your bra and panties. “see reese, now it’s fair.” the distance was short between you two, it seemed that every second was an inch closer. reese began to play with your bra strap, fidgeting with it in his fingers and slightly pulling it down.

you slightly whined impatiently as reese became easily distracted with your lacy bra, and the way it felt in his hands. “reese!”, you slightly scolded trying to get the attention of the brunette boy. his eyes shifted towards yours, slightly licking his lips, and turning you around in a hot second.

within a snap, your bra was unclasped, and had fallen to the floor. your arms immediately went to cover your chest before reese turned you around again. “hm, why are you covering yourself baby?”, reese questioned. you stayed silent as his eyes raked your body and slightly raised his eyebrow at your stance. his hands reached up to uncover your body, without fuss you did as he motioned for.

a short breath left reese’s lips before his lips were back into yours in an instant. you groaned into the kiss, tugging onto his hair as he pushed you further back. you pulled back, “okay i’m sorry for teasing but this time i want to try something different.” he gave you a confused look before switching spots and pushing him onto the bed.

“stay there”, you spoke quickly before he had the chance to get up. he nodded in agreement before adjusting himself to a comfortable position. “i want to try being more dominant, and you being more — submissive.”

reese’s eyes slightly widened but a flash of darkness grew in his orbs. “i mean — i wouldn’t — i don’t..” he stuttered out in a mess. “you wouldn’t even wanna try it?”, you pouted. your body made its way closer to reese as his breath hitched in his throat, but of course he tried covering it with a fake cough. “it’s not that i wouldn’t want to try it..”, he trailed off. “then what is it?”, you asked. “i just think it would be too overwhelming.”

“reese. that’s the whole point”, you giggled before straddling him. “just listen to what i have to say and it will be all good, okay?” after those words were spoken, a small moan left reese’s mouth and a quick nod was brought upon from him. slowly but surely you began to grind your hips against his lap, you acted unfazed but reese was another story.

moans and whimpers left his mouth as his hands went to touch your waist. quickly swatting them away you warned him, “no touching, just let me make you feel good.” his eyes widened and you could tell he was slightly nervous, but his body was showing another form of expression. his hips bucked up incoherently, he was getting needier by the second.

his moans suddenly became louder before you placed a hand on his mouth. “shh, be quiet baby”, you cooed. his eyes darted to your lips and then your boobs. “hm, needy baby needs to touch me doesn’t he?”, you teased. this didn’t help reese’s case as he twitched in his boxers and almost came over the edge. reese’s mouth opened, and proceeded with the chance to get your fingers into his mouth.

in shock, you stopped what you were doing, but reese continued to suck on your fingers and give you a puppy dog eyed look. he thrusted his hips up to gain some type of friction, but you stood there in awe. you didn’t know reese was that kinky, like the type of kinky to put fingers in his mouth kinky. you weren’t complaining though.

“awe, poor baby, do you need to cum?”, you taunted. reese’s eyes rolled back as you began to slowly move back and forth against his covered bulge, still writhing with fingers in his mouth. words were trying to spill from his mouth before he went back to sucking, you noticed his hands bunching at the sheets too.

“come for me baby, please”, you whine out. immediately, reese’s head was thrown back and you removed your fingers to hear his cries. he moaned loudly, so loudly you were sure the neighbors heard him. feeling his cum through your panties, eluding from his boxers you became even more turned on.

through his labored breathing, reese finally spoke.

“now can i touch you?”

[thelovelywriteress]

AWKWARD FIRST DATE

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Reese finally got his act together and asked you out. Great! Except… now you’re both nervous wrecks. You because holy crap, this is actually happening, and Reese because oh no, what if I mess this up??

Step 1: The Outfit Crisis: Reese has never tried to dress up for anything in his life, so he spends way too long trying to figure out what to wear. His brothers make it worse:

Malcolm: “Just wear something normal.” Dewey: “Wear a suit.” Francis (on the phone): “Show up shirtless. Establish dominance.” Hal: “Son, just be yourself—no, actually, don’t.”

Let's say somehow between all the choas and confusion, he put up the some casual, nice clothes approved by Reese standard.

Step 2: The Date Spot : Reese was supposed to pick a normal place, like a restaurant or the mall. Instead, he panicked and picked… an arcade. Something he liked and felt most comfortable at.

His logic? “I wanna impress her by winning stuff.”

The reality? He immediately gets too competitive and spends half the date aggressively trying to beat a rigged claw machine to win you a prize. You sighed at his attempt through find it a bit cute too.

Step 3: The “Dammit, This Was a Date” Moment : At some point, Reese forgets he’s supposed to be romantic and just starts treating this like a normal hangout.

Reese: “See that fat guy there? Let's hit him and run.”

You: “Is it supposed to be romantic?” (reluctant)

Reese: “Why?” (confuse)

You: “Cause we are on date?”

Reese: “Wait. Crap!”

Whole date, Reese wanted to pull some random stunt or prank and you needed to make him remember it was supposed to be a “romantic date” to which he feel embarrassed and promise to behave untill he minds thinks of next troublesome stuff.

Step 4: The Accidental Cute Moment: While this date was filled with every awkward moment and not so “romantic moments” once in while universe is kind enough to let you experience some cute moment.

Reese: “I like you!”

You: “Why so randomly? You realised we are on date right now?”

Reese: “Yeah. I just wanna make sure you know I like you. ”

You: “I know you like me that's why we are here.”

Reese: “Yeah but you know LIKE—”

Reese might be little dumb up there but atleast he was sincere about his feelings. You find second confession on date a bit werid but because it was Reese who did it, you find whole scene adorable.

Step 5: The Ending: So you and Reese finally made it through day of your date and it was finally end of it. You guys were confused what to do. It wasn't like atmosphere was to romantic for kiss and you doubt you could pull any other physical contact too. You both just are waiting for other one to do something.

Reese: “So it's finally end of day.”

You: “Yes it is.”

Reese: “We need to separate from here now.”

You: “We need to.”

Reese: “You need to do anything before we leave.”

You: “I think you need to.”

You both continue to give other one hint and the take the bait for some action but unfortunately this first date end without any of that.

Despite the absolute trainwreck of a first date, Reese still walks away grinning like an idiot. Because even though he messed up a lot, you still laughed, still stuck around, and somehow still liked him.

[mocchii-writes]

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Alice in Borderland:

Shuntaro Chishiya-

~Days Blend to One When I'm on the Right Beaches

(1.5k words) Who would've guessed Kuina could have such good advice? Okay, maybe Chishiya was the one doing all the work...

~Dating Chishiya as a new Pediatrician hcs

~Jealous and Possesive Chisiya hcs

Squid Games:

~Squid Game Boys with a Reader Who's Undercover in the Games

Hwang Jun-ho-

~Ever Since I Was a Kid, I've Been Legit.

(850 words) Jun Ho thinks you're too unserious for their mission.

Choi Su-bong (Thanos)-

~I Hope Nobody Catch Us (But I Kind of Hope They Catch Us)

(750 words) Your boyfriend just wants to see you. Unfortunately, your friends aren't in the loop.

~Well All the Stars Would Shine a Bloody Red

(3k words) You and Thanos aren't together anymore but seeing each other in the games brings up new and old emotions.

~If You Hold Me Without Hurting Me, You'll Be the First Who Ever Did [Part 2]

Nam-gyu is under the impression Thanos is using you, but he doesn't realize Thanos is just head over heels for you.

~Young as I Want to Know, I Will Never Let You Go.

(800 words) Thanos is in pieces when he thinks you're dead, but he's got a surprise coming his way.

~You're the Queen of the Superficial, How Long Before You Tell the Truth?

(3k words) Your brother can't seem to grasp that he can't control you. That's the only reason you're still "dating" Thanos, right...?

Kang Dae-ho-

~She's the Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene

(1k words) Dae-ho felt the need to protect you, but didn't expect how starstruck he could be when you returned the favor.

~Dae-ho being jealous hcs

Kang Sae-byeok-

~Sae-byeok sfw alphabet

~There's Something Lonesome About You, Something So Wholesome About You.

(1k words) Sweet mornings with Kang Sae-byeok

Ji-Yeong-

~Ji-Yeong sfw alphabet (Coming soon)

Seong Gi-hun-

~Looking Through the Peephole, Welcome to the Freak Show (Coming Soon)

Hwang In-ho-

~Platonic!FatherFigure!In-ho hcs

Nam-gyu-

~Can You See Me Using Everything to Hold Back?

(1.5k words) You're just an annoyance in Nam-gyu's eyes. A cute one. (Aka the moments that lead Nam-gyu into loving you)

Mouthwashing:

Daisuke-

~General dating hcs

It (2016):

Nothing here. request something!

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[gonzo-rella]

hey so the plan is to start writing more actively for this blog. i have some stuff that i'm working on, but i'd also like to see what fandoms/characters you'd like me to try writing for. i'm too scared to look for inspiration on my several years old to-do list of requests that i never ended up writing so it'd be nice to see what you've liked from me recently, and what sort of stuff you'd like to see more of. check out my fandom list for better reference but i haven't included certain fandoms on there just yet. i'm drunk writing this so excuse any repetition/errors.

i'll list some of the stuff i've been working on (that i haven't yet posted) and the fandoms i'm currently interested in writing for.

the stuff i've actively worked on in the past week:

arnold rimmer x nonbinary/transmasc!reader; ambiguous but implied romantic (red dwarf)

the reader is dealing with dysphoria and lister-enduced gender envy, and they find an unlikely confidante in rimmer. i'm most of the way done with this one, about 3/5 i'd say. i've written about 2.3k words.

stevie budd x gender neutral!reader; romantic (schitt's creek)

the reader is roland and jocelyn's kid and they are dating stevie. they've tried to keep their relationship a secret because they know roland will be well-intentioned but annoying, but eventually the truth comes out. i've barely started this one. i've done part of the first scene but that's about it.

sonic, tails and knuckles x gender neutral!reader; platonic (sonic movies)

some short scenes with the reader vibing with sonic, tails and knuckles. the premise is that the reader is the wachowski's neighbour who is 'babysitting' the trio while tom and maddie are on vacation. so far, i have a scene where tom and maddie break the news that the reader will be watching them, and a scene where they're breaking the ice at dinner. i'm mostly stumped so it'd be really cool if people could send in ideas/prompts for short little scenes with sonic, tails, knuckles and the reader.

ray stantz x gender neutral!reader; romantic, with some platonic!venkman stuff because i love writing for him (ghostbusters)

the reader is a cashier at a store that venkman frequents. occasionally, ray tags along with him and he develops a crush on you. so, venkman invites you to go out to a bar to try to set the two of you up. i've almost finished one scene, so it's pretty much nowhere near done.

fandoms/specific characters i'm interested in writing for:

red dwarf (i just finished series iv so it's not on my fandom list yet)

arnold rimmer (i have a lot of ideas, from ace!rimmer x ace!reader, to one based on dimension jump where the reader prefers pathetic rimmer over ace to the bewilderment of the rest of the crew and rimmer himself) dave lister (would love to write some poly rimster x reader fics)

the walking dead (i got to like season 9 when i watched it last year but i gave up; i plan to watch it from the start)

i'm happy to write for most of the characters, but my favourites to write for platonically would be daryl, carol, carl, rick, glenn, maggie and negan, and my favourites to write for romantically would be daryl, carol and negan.

ghostbusters (1, 2, afterlife and frozen empire)

ray stantz (romantically or platonically) peter venkman (platonically) phoebe spengler (platonically)

dead poets society

charlie dalton (please let me write fics where this boy wants to kiss me) todd anderson (please let me write fics where this boy wants to kiss me) neil perry (please let me write fics where this boy wants to kiss me)

schitt's creek

stevie budd (romantically or platonically) alexis rose (romantically or platonically)

malcolm in the middle

my preference would be writing (adult) reese romantically, or writing platonically for any of the characters at any age. i like writing fics where the reader is one of the wilkerson kids, too.

so, yeah, feel free to comment or send me an ask if there's anything you want to see me write for. since i'm currently watching red dwarf i can see myself focusing on that because i am in love with rimmer. seeing as i have such a limited range of ideas it'd make things a lot easier to get input from people so i'm not just putting a lot of effort into writing stuff that no one wants to read.

what i will say is that i might finally try to watch all of boy meets world, a show i've only seen a few seasons of but i've read way too much reader-insert fics about shawn and eric, so i may well watch the show to start writing for them. let me know if you'd be interested in that.

[babyflorencee]

The Rigged Bet

Reese Wilkerson x fem!Reader

Malcolm wasn't entirely sure how it happened. One second, Y/n was smugly shuffling a deck of cards, gloating about her guaranteed win over Reese and Malcolm, and the next, she was stuck as the designated servant for both Wilkerson brothers for the day, thanks to a completely rigged bet.

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"Okay, we need a plan," Reese muttered, leaning over the kitchen table as he and Malcolm stared at the deck of cards. "If Y/n wins, I'm screwed. She'll never let me live it down."

Malcolm sighed, rubbing his temples. "Why did you even make a bet with her? She's actually good at cards. You barely know how to count."

"Not true! I just choose not to count sometimes," Reese argued. "Now, are you gonna help me win or not?"

Malcolm groaned. "Fine. But it has to be subtle. If she catches on, we're both dead."

Reese smirked. "Relax. I've got a plan."

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"I don't get it," Y/n muttered, arms crossed as she stood next to Malcolm. "I had four queens."

Malcolm hesitated, shooting a quick glance at Reese, who was now lounging on the couch like royalty. "Yeah... and Reese had... um, a straight flush."

Reese stretched with a satisfied grin. "What can I say? Talent."

Y/n narrowed her eyes. "Oh, please. There's no way you won that fair and square."

"Are you accusing me of cheating?" Reese gasped, clutching his chest like she'd stabbed him. "Wow.  And here I thought we were friends."

Malcolm sighed. "Y/n, just let it go. A bet's a bet."

She scoffed. "Let it go? Malcolm, you hesitated when I mentioned four queens. What did you do?"

Reese clapped his hands together. "Alright, servant, we're wasting precious time. Get to work."

Y/n groaned. "You're enjoying this way too much."

"Oh, you have no idea," Reese grinned. "Now, go fetch me a soda."

Y/n rolled her eyes and stomped into the kitchen, yanking open the fridge to grab a can. Without hesitation, she hurled it at Reese, who barely managed to catch it, frowning as it nearly hit him in the nose.

"A little respect for your master, please," he tsked.

Malcolm snorted. "Oh yeah, this is gonna be interesting."

Reese smirked, then leaned toward Y/n. "Now, since you're already up, how about a foot massage?"

Malcolm made a disgusted noise. "Oh my god."

Y/n looked horrified. "Oh my god."

"What? My feet hurt," Reese shrugged, wiggling his sock-covered toes. "It's part of the deal."

Y/n pretending to gag. "There is no way in hell I'm touching those."

Reese sighed dramatically. "Fine. But can you at least fluff my pillow? It's kind of lumpy."

Malcolm raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? You're really milking this."

"Hey, the bet said she has to take care of us," Reese pointed out. "I'm just making sure I get the full experience."

Y/n begrudgingly fluffed the pillow, smacking it down on Reese's lap with extra force. "There. Happy?"

Reese grinned. "Getting there. Now, can you hand-feed me some chips? My hands are tired."

Malcolm narrowed his eyes. "Okay, this is weird."

"What? She's our servant," Reese said innocently. "She has to do these things."

Y/n grabbed a chip and threw it at his face. "Enjoy."

Reese blinked as the chip bounced off his forehead and landed on the table. He looked at her, feigning deep offense. "Wow. That was rude."

Y/n smirked. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I miss your mouth?"

"Yeah, actually. You have terrible aim," Reese said, crossing his arms. "Try again. But, you know, like a normal person this time."

Rolling her eyes, Y/n picked up another chip and held it up. "Open."

Reese grinned and leaned forward, opening his mouth expectantly. With a dramatic sigh, Y/n placed the chip between his teeth.

"There. Happy now?"

Reese crunched down on it with a smug look. "Much better. See? That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Y/n muttered, reaching for another chip. "Might as well finish the job now."

Reese perked up. "Oh, please do."

She fed him another one, then another. Reese chewed enthusiastically, grinning like an idiot. "You're a natural at this," he said between bites. "We should make this a regular thing."

Y/n scoffed. "In your dreams."

Reese smirked. "Oh, you have no idea."

Malcolm, who had been watching with increasing suspicion, leaned back in his chair, staring at the two of them. His brows furrowed. Then, slowly, his expression started to change.

His eyes flicked between Reese's ridiculous grin and the way he was practically basking in Y/n's attention.

Then it clicked.

Malcolm's mouth fell open slightly. He pointed a finger at Reese. "Wait a minute." His eyes widened. "Oh my god."

Reese froze mid-chew. "What?"

Malcolm grinned like he just solved a murder case. "You like her."

Reese nearly choked on his chip. "What?!"

"You totally like her," Malcolm said, his grin widening with triumph. "I can't believe I didn't see it sooner!"

Reese's entire body stiffened. "That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard in my life, and you have said some really dumb things, Malcolm."

Malcolm smirked. "Oh yeah? Then why are you acting so weird?"

"I'm not acting weird!" Reese snapped, his voice an octave higher. "You're acting weird! You're always acting weird! Maybe you like her!"

Malcolm rolled his eyes. "Nice try, but this isn't about me."

Reese scoffed, throwing his hands up. "Oh, so now it's a crime to enjoy winning a bet?"

Malcolm leaned back, unimpressed. "Uh-huh. So making her fluff your pillow and feed you chips is just about the bet."

"YES! And you know what? You're just jealous." Reese jabbed a finger at Malcolm. "That's why you're making up this crap about me liking her!"

Malcolm raised an eyebrow. "So you don't like her?"

"NO!"

"Not even a little?"

"NOT EVEN A MICROSCOPIC, ATOM-SIZED AMOUNT!"

Malcolm smirked. "Then why is your face red?"

"BECAUSE I'M MAD AT YOU, YOU IDIOT!"

Y/n watched them argue, amused. "I feel like I should leave you two alone to work this out."

Reese ignored her, seething. "Malcolm, you are so full of crap! You just love messing with me because your tiny little goblin brain gets off on it!"

Malcolm gasped mockingly. "Wow, that's a lot of emotions for someone who definitely  doesn't like her."

Reese let out an incoherent noise of rage and grabbed the closest pillow, hurling it at Malcolm's head. "I HATE YOU!"

Malcolm dodged effortlessly. "Oh, yeah, super normal reaction."

Y/n smirked, crossing her arms. "So…you like me, huh?"

Reese turned to her, wild-eyed. "NO, I—" He groaned, gripping his hair. "GOD, WHY IS EVERYONE SO STUPID?!"

Malcolm grinned. "You mean everyone but you and Y/n? You know, like a couple?"

Reese nearly lunged at him. "I SWEAR TO GOD, MALCOLM—"

Y/n cut him off by grabbing his collar and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.

Reese froze. Malcolm looked like he was about to explode.

"What the hell just happened?" Malcolm asked, voice cracking.

Reese stood completely still, like his brain had blue-screened. Then, he touched his cheek, looking shell-shocked. "Uh—"

Y/n grabbed her bag with a smirk. "That should shut you up for a while." She turned on her heel, pausing just long enough to glance over her shoulder and say, "Call me." Then, she walked out.

A long silence followed.

Then Malcolm squinted at Reese. "Are you—are you crying?"

Reese, still holding his cheek, growled through gritted teeth. "I'M NOT CRYING. AND IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS, I WILL BREAK YOU."

Malcolm snorted. "Oh my god, you totally are."

Reese lunged at him. "COME HERE!"

Malcolm shrieked and bolted out of the room, cackling as Reese chased after him, yelling threats.

[fbfh]

Francis Wilkerson relationship and intimacy hcs

wc: 900

pairing: francis x reader

warnings: obsession, sex, quickies, getting caught (briefly mentioned), phone sex, baby trapping, francis really wants to be a good boyfriend

a/n: camp nano starts in one week and I'm not ready but I am scared :') /hj

@yesv01 @magcon7280

As with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+

With that being said strap yourself in because this is going to be a roller coaster 

Francis….

Oh boy oh my god

He’s a handful to begin with

We know he gets obsessed hard and fast

He has the wilkerson gene that can only be described as borderline yandere

Once Francis sets his sights on you

It’s game over

We’ve established how fast he falls for you

How hard and fast

So he’s basically ready to speed run your relationship right off the bat

Which includes lying awake at night and brainstorming the most perfect romantic first time he can possibly think of

He wants to have sex with you so fucking badly

He wants to feel you and touch you

Wants you to feel him and touch him everywhere

Since the thought first appeared in his head it’s completely consumed him

He’s a romantic

He is a pisces after all

He agonizes over how bad he wants to touch you

And it quickly deteriorates to spending all his time thinking about it

He plans it all out 

He gets everything figured out down to the placement of the last rose petal

But when he actually sees you?????

He loses all restraint

Instead of actually acting on his plans

He just tells you about them

He tells you how much he craves you, how he wants to take you somewhere beautiful and make love to you until sunrise 

How he wants to make you feel more pleasure than you’ve ever known 

Within minutes he has you pinned on the kitchen table

His lips and hands are all over you and he’s about to make good on his promise 

Francis is desperate, okay

You need to hose this boy down

Hal actually has before

It barely did anything

Francis will fuck you any time and any place he thinks you can possibly get away with

You’ve gotten caught more times than you can count

Oh god and once he starts????

Once he gets his hands on you

This boy is feral

And his dirty talk?????

It’s the most dizzyingly romantic shit you’ve ever heard

He tells you how you shine brighter than any star in the sky

How you have the sort of beauty that people write sonnets about

That starts wars

He revels in your beauty like a sailor admiring the sea

Francis is going to boost your self esteem so hard

He gives you so much attention you almost don’t know what to do with it

He just loves to admire you 

And he’s determined to be the best boyfriend ever

Whatever you need, he’ll get it for you

He’ll even make his friends help him 

You mention in passing that you ran out of lip gloss or body lotion or something

And minutes later Francis has Richie and Circus helping his scour CVS for the exact product you’re looking for 

Francis gives it to you with a flourish along with some flowers he stole from the neighbor’s garden

You give him a thank you kiss and he immediately pulse you closer to start making out

Which leads to you being pinned against the nearest wall

His kisses are so addictive you really can’t turn up an opportunity to make out with him 

Literally all he wants is you

He lies awake at night thinking about you

Wishing you were there with him

Wishing you could touch him

That he could touch you

That he could just feel you wrap around him, feel your soft lips on his

When he’s away at school expect a lot of very very long phone calls

And a lot of very steamy letters

And whenever you can’t spend the night together there’s a very good chance he’ll call you in the middle of the night begging you to talk to him while he touches himself 

Phone sex with Francis is really something else

His moans and heavy breathing are next level

And he just begs and begs for you to talk to him 

To just keep talking to him

He absolutely 

Like abso-fucking-lutely

10000% gets off to your voice

You don’t even need to say anything dirty to him

Just you talking

Even just you being on the other line is enough to make him cum so hard he sees stars

Francis is really good at begging

Like really really good at begging

So what you do with that information is up to you

But he does love when you make him beg

He loves worshiping you like the divine creature you are

He doesn’t understand how everyone doesn’t see it 

How amazing you truly are

It just makes him feel even more lucky to get to be around you

Much less get to be this intimate and personal with you like you are

And at this point you know each other really fucking intimately 

Oh my god I almost forgot

At some point there’s a very very good chance he’s going to try to baby trap you

More than once, if it’s not successful the first time

And honestly sex with Francis has never been more intense than him fucking you with the intention of getting you pregnant 

God he’s just a big ball of passion

And deep deep obsession 

And chronic painful skirt chasing horniness

And there’s no one better to project that onto than you