#niall horan headcanon

[ameliora-j]

CAN YOU PLEASE DO ROUGH DOM NIALL. i’m actually begging. maybe the reader acts up on purpose for attention because niall is busy with his new album and he has to put her in her place 🫢 btw i love ur work, your like my fav author on this app xx

pls ur gonna make me cry :’) thank u angel ♡

content: mean dom!niall, fem!reader, brat!reader, edging, cumplay, impact play (flogging, slapping), spitting, humiliation, degradation, tummy bulge, creampie, breeding kink, lots of pet names, dominant/submissive themes, no aftercare written but it happens!, THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR SO LONG I’M SO SORRY BAE DODOWNEN, THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG MDNI !

you’re grumpy—and you have been for the last week and a half. had niall been paying any attention to you at all, he’d have realized as such earlier. however, he is deep into the finalization stage of his new album. you’re proud of him—more than proud of him. niall turns your world that much is obvious. you praise any and everything he does. so of course you’re overjoyed he has a new album coming, and so proud of all his hard work.

you just can’t help but feel a little… jealous? neglected? you’re not a hundred percent sure exactly what you would call it in truth. it feels like a big dark cloud of grump is sitting above your head and you can’t do anything about it. niall is your boyfriend, the love of your life… but first and foremost he is your dominant. he keeps you in check, makes sure you’re always on track, and fucks you into oblivion every night.

the problem is that with his new album, he hadn’t fucked you in almost two weeks. to go from having sex every day—multiple times a day—to none at all for a whole two weeks was really taking a toll on you. it’s niall’s own fault, anyway—your sex drive wasn’t nearly this high before you’d met him. you don’t realize that your sexual frustration is building up until you’re already on the brink of an explosion. waking up in the morning with only one thing on your to-do list: be the biggest brat known to mankind.

unbeknownst to you, niall had taken the day off. he realized that he was neglecting you a bit—it’d been too long since he saw your pretty face when you were awake. you’re surprised to see niall still laying in bed beside you, sleeping peacefully when your eyes flutter open. you look to the bedside table and read the numbers on the alarm clock before pushing his shoulder.

niall wakes with a grunt, gasping a bit as he turns to look at you. “wha’s a’matter?” he mumbles tiredly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“you’re late” you mumble grumpily as you move to get out of bed. “wouldn’t wanna keep the love of your life waiting” you slightly grumble as you walk to the bathroom.

“love of my life? what’re you on about, pet? you’re right here” he chuckles softly, shaking his head as he sits up. “come back to bed, i took the day off. wanna cuddle.”

your heart flutters at the statement, nearly blowing the grump-cloud away, but it’s already hard-set on remaining there for the rest of the day. “i can’t i have things to do.” you say simply as you move to walk downstairs.

niall frowns a bit, clambering out of bed to follow you. “hey wait a second, where are you going?” he asks. you’re never out of bed this quick—even if you do have plans for the day. furthermore, no matter if you’re late, you’re always keen to lay down and have a cuddle with niall.

“since when does my life interest you?” you snark. niall’s jaw clenches. it’s barely been fifteen minutes and he’s already fed up with your attitude. he takes a breath to calm himself, wanting to get to the root of the issue before taking things too far.

“your life always interests me. you’re my girl, don’t be ridiculous” he shakes his head. you simply scoff, rolling your eyes and shoving past him and going to take a shower.

niall is quick to grab your wrist, dragging you back to his chest and squeezing your jaw. “listen here you little brat. i took the day off to spend quality time with you but i can just as easily spend it beating the brat out of you. so what will it be?” he growls lowly. you seal your fate when you suck in your cheeks, pursing your lips and spitting on him.

his eyes go dark and he chuckles lowly, slapping his palm against your cheek roughly. “i’m gonna make you regret that” he murmurs.

niall all but drags you back to the bedroom, shoving you roughly onto the bed. you whimper a bit, squirming in anticipation as he walks over to the closet, grabbing his duffel bag full of toys, ropes, and all of his ‘dom essentials.’ “what are you doing?” niall asks when he turns around—noting you hadn’t moved from where he put you.

“sitting” you hum, snark still lacing your tone. niall chuckles, shaking his head a bit as he walks over to you. he grabs you by your neck, forcing you to stand before tearing your nightgown from your body—practically tearing the flimsy fabric in two.

you squeak as niall spins you, forcing you down onto the bed before pulling your hips up so you were on your hands and knees. you hear rummaging before one of niall’s hands rubs over your ass. “pick a number between one and five.”

he’s angry—really angry—he usually always adds a pet name even if you’re in trouble. you bite your lip, thinking hard about what number to pick. you knew how niall’s spankings worked. you would pick a number, and if you got it right then that’s how many spanks you got. if you got it wrong, then he’d double whatever number he was thinking of. you squeeze your eyes shut tight, going with the safest option smack dab in the middle. “three?” you say hesitantly.

niall smirks, rubbing his hands over your ass. “oh, princess” he hums in a sickly sweet tone—and you nearly smile before realizing that you’re being mocked as his hand strikes your ass cheek. “it was five” he says lowly.

the number is the only warning that you get before niall winds up his flogger and slams it down on your ass. you practically scream into the comforter, tears already pricking the corners of your eyes. he doesn’t start off gentle or work his way up, and he gives you no respite as he continuously whips his flogger on different areas of your backside.

you make sure to call out numbers clear and concise—not wanting to start over with niall in this mood. by the time he’s finished with you, you’re a wet mess—in more ways than one. tears spilling down your cheeks, drool falling from your lips, and cunt sticky with arousal.

“okay okay okay” niall hums as he turns you around. “i know baby, i know. you’re okay… you’re fine” he coos tauntingly as he pulls you to his chest. “‘s okay, i’ll give y’what y’want… quit y’tears” he mumbles as he tugs his sweats down. he lays you back on the bed, making sure you’re comfortable on top of the pillows before kissing your head.

“oh there’s my girl” he smirks as he runs his cock through your sticky folds. you whine softly, arching towards him before he pushes your hips down. “stay still, y’brat” he grunts, slapping your cunt a few times. you shriek with each hit, your legs wiggling in an attempt to get away as you look at him tearily. “jus��� lay there and take my cock.” he mumbles as he slowly pushes into you.

the both of you moan as he bottoms out, you gripping niall’s shoulders as he holds your hips tightly. “fuckin shit babydoll” he groans, pressing down on the bulge of his cock your tummy. “forgot how goddamn tight you were” he gasps a bit, slowly pulling his cock out before thrusting back in.

niall is in heaven… he’s practically pussy drunk off one stroke alone. his head falls back and his eyes roll as he feels your gummy walls gripping him. you’re like a vice, almost as if you wouldn’t let go even if he begged you to. your pussy is sucking him in, leaking around him like a fountain of eternal youth and he’s so close to busting that he has to take a deep breath and distract himself. “this what you needed baby?” he mocks. “just a big cock to fill up your tight little cunt?” he hums.

“ni…” you whine softly and he simply chuckles before setting a pace. once he’s adjusted to your tightness and calmed himself down, he’s able to fuck you how he wants. he holds your hips down against the mattress setting a brutal and punishing pace in your cunt.

“that why you had an attitude? haven’t fucked you properly lately?” he laughs at you. actually laughs at you, and you can’t even bring yourself to care. “you’re so pathetic” he mumbles, spanking your clit. “all it takes is some dick n you’re all smiles again.”

“yeah daddy” you moan in agreement, nodding dumbly as your eyes fluttered closed. you barely even register the words niall is saying to you—all you know is that they’re mocking and unkind. but, this is all you wanted—what you’d been dreaming of for so long so you had not a care in the world. not a thought bouncing around your skull other than more more more.

more love. more affection. more close. more cock. more niall. he engulfed you, not just due to his much larger stature. he had you pinned between the bed, your bodies so close that you could feel the beads of sweat dripping off of his forehead and onto you. he was everywhere—on top of you, inside of you, touching you, his scent engulfing your nostrils as you lay on his pillow.

your head was swimming in a pool of niall and you were content to drown in it until niall forces your leg up over his shoulder. he reangles his hips and slams his cock back directly into your gspot. “daddy!” you shriek out loudly, your back arching high off the bed.

“yeah baby, daddy’s here” he mumbles, reaching to rub your clit. “daddy’s right here baby. jus’ lay pretty and take my cock, yeah?” he flashes a bright smile your way, winking at you—his hips never breaking rhythm as he punishes your cunt with his cock.

you can barely choke out a response your cunt pulsing around him as your orgasm dangles so close, yet so far away. “are you gonna cum baby? i can feel you squeezing me” he hums, fucking you faster. “do you want to cum princess?” he mocks.

“yeah! yeah, yeah, yeah!” you chant, nodding rapidly as your hips begin stuttering against his. “oh fuck yeah!” you whine.

“awh… ‘s too bad i didn’t say you could then, isn’t it?” he hums, slapping your clit once more and laughing meanly. you whine in frustration, tears wetting your lashes as you force your orgasm back. “jus hold it baby, you can do it” he teases, but begins rubbing your clit in small, deliberate circles. “right? for daddy?” he smirks.

you gasp, nodding dumbly as your eyes roll. “f-f’daddy” you nod, your legs beginning to shake. you feel niall’s cock give a twitch at that, his hips stuttering a few times before he finds his pace once more.

“daddy’s gonna cum baby” niall moans in your ear, beginning to nip and suck the skin of your neck. “gonna fill this tight cunt… give you m’babies you want that?” he smirks.

“yeah daddy… yeah gimme your babies please” you whine, beginning to rock your hips in time with his.

“then cum with me, princess” he whispers, squeezing your throat just as your orgasm starts. you moan loudly, unable to stop the spasming of your body as you cream around niall’s cock. you distantly register his slew of swears through loud moans as you feel his seed painting your walls. you moan softly as he pulls you into a hot and heavy kiss—filled with love and passion.

niall pulls away breathlessly, smiling down at you in adoration as he gently pushes your hair from your face. “is my good girl back yet?” he hums softly, gently peppering kisses over your face.

the airy giggle you let out is enough to let niall know he’d fucked you nine ways from sunday and you were now deeply submerged in a submissive headspace. if that wasn’t enough for him, then your soft: “yeah daddy” as you nose against his neck seals the deal for him.

he hums a bit in relief—pride maybe?—before kissing your neck again. “good… you keen for a cuddle now?” he smirks softly at you.

[harrys-toothpaste]

bumping into 1d in the school hallways:

louis: kindly smile, wave at him, then casually flip him the bird; he’ll smirk and do the same, or just laugh. other times we’d just copy each other’s eager, lit-up expressions in our faces and just wave all enthusiastically at each other and i would go “HIIIII!!!” and he’d say the same back trying to mimic me lol. then we’d wrap our sweaters around each other idk.

liam: i would hug him every. single. chance. i got. holy shit. he is so huggable. i wanna cry. he would just be the kindest soul to me. sometimes he’d get creative (goofy) with his greetings, he’d wanna make me laugh. if he sees me not well or feeling down, he will instantly try to cheer me up, he would run over to me and just instantly put a smile on my face, maybe even a laugh. his energy is just contagious and infectious!

niall: we’d simply greet each other with song lyrics, finishing each others, and singing them pretty horribly but no matter. and we’d be laughing all the while. if either of us were carrying food the other of us would immediately become interested and remark on that, followed by some crude “lucky fucker” type remark haha. but eventually we’d probably share, or at least he’d offer me a bite, me i tend not to share as much haha. we’d also wanna tell each other gossip, like “omg did you hear…” and that “casual stop” would turn into just the two of us standing by the locker dishing out a whole tea sesh LMAO.

zayn: i feel like we’d just be really shy and introverted with our greetings, like a casual “yo” or “hey” or just flashing each other one of these

combined.

harry: i feel like in the beginning he’d be kinda shy with his greetings but as we grew more comfortable with each other oh gosh. we’d just be so quirky. we’d come up with our own unique greetings. he’d just freeze whatever he was doing and open his arms right up with the widest smile and this adorably eager wide-eyed expression, he would say either “hi you!” to my “hiii!!!” “it’s you!” and i’d laugh and go “it’s me!” and ofc we would hug every. single. time. and then that would be it. besides the subtle chit chat about our days, maybe a tiny bit of gossip (if niall hadn’t told me already), or i would simply tell him “yeah, i already know, lol niall told me” and he’d shake his head at that.

anything to add on?

@yourlocalstilinski-valdez @twilight-good-yall-dumb

[yourlocalstilinski-valdez]

1d as your bf headcanons?

(i’m @jacksonpayneblog :))

Haven't done a headcanon post before, but I'll try my best 😅

Harry- Would definitely be a PDA kinda guy I feel like. Like not heavily making out in public, but little kisses whenever he can. His hand being around your shoulders or waist, hand resting on your back or thigh. He'd also kiss the back of your hand when greeting you like he's a Disney prince, getting on a knee to do it every time. He'd also be a huuuuge cuddler; laying on top of you with his head on your chest, he'd also be little spoon 99% of the time, but big spoon of you had a bad day. Talks your ear off about how each concert show went even if you were there.

Louis- Not that into PDA kissing, but constantly touching you in some way; shoulders touching, playing footsies under a table, leg over your lap(like that one interview where he's sprawled over Liam and sorta (I think) Zayn), he'd want to be holding your hand 25/8. Would insist on you sitting in one of the wings on the side of the stage for all his shows so he can see you whenever he looks over.

Niall- Hugs all the time. When you're standing somewhere, or if he's introducing you to your friends, he's standing behind you with his arms wrapped around you in a hug with his chin resting on your head or shoulder. Picking you up so you can reach a higher shelf, or placing his hands on the back of your thighs or ass if you climb onto the counter to reach said higher shelf yourself. Dedicating the love songs to you at the beginning of every concert.

Zayn- LOVES when you sit on his lap or when he can sit on your lap. His hand would rub up and down you thigh whenever it could. Loves drawing or coloring with you. Dancing with you in the kitchen or living room at night while you're both in your pajamas. Taking pictures of you when he thinks you're not looking.

Liam- Loves drawing or coloring with you (ik I already put that for Zayn but they're both art guys). Would do so many of those couples TikTok/Instagram trends with you, most of them being his idea to do. He'd definitely send you videos of voice notes whenever you're not together. And if you couldn't make it to one of his shows he'd FaceTime you or make a vide and have his phone set up so you'd still be able to see the whole thing.

(all of them would also constantly pepper you with compliments)

Hope you enjoyed it!

[dumb4sh]

Rules!!

Fandoms I write for:

Xmen - Wolverine, Deadpool, Cyclops

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Sherlock BBC - Sherlock Holmes, John Watson

Spiderman - TASM Peter Parker

Beta Squad - King Kenny

Marauders - Remus Lupin, Sirius Black

Actors/Actresses: Hugh Jackman, Ryan Reynolds, Andrew Garfield

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Smut

Male, non female (specifically bottom) reader

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[lilo-paylinson]

how

would

the

boys

cheer

you

up

or

make

you

feel

better

when

you

are

feeling

sick/ill

(like i currently am feeling?)

thanks!!

Harry would probably demand that you lay down and not move. He'd bring you tea and soup and rub your head and tell you it's gonna be okay (he acts like you're dying even if it's a simple cold.)

Louis would offer back rubs and foot rubs and forehead kisses. He would snuggle up under a blanket and watch whatever lame movie you wanted simply cuz it makes you feel better.

Niall would get you food and put socks in the dryer so your feet can be warm. He'd make you tea and cuddle on the couch with his guitar so he could sing to you

Zayn would stay in bed with you all day, watching TV and running his hands through your hair. He'd make sure you had plenty of juice and soup so you could start feeling better but wouldn't want to leave your side.

Liam would worry the whole time, constantly asking if you needed anything or if he could help with anything. He'd bring four different types of soup because he couldn't decide which one would make you feel better and he'd make sure you ate every bit of it because it's warm and will make everything better.

[28harryssunflower]

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[enchantedlandcoffee]

Imagine:

Louis, Harry, Liam, and Niall are ready to walk on stage for their reunion concert. Just before the countdown starts Liam yells "wait, wait! we're forgetting something!"

He rushes off and returns 2 minutes later with Zayn next to him, a hesitant look on his face.

"I wondered if I could join you guys, maybe?" He asks, mainly looking at Louis.

Harry and Niall look at each other for a moment before looking at Louis, who's face has remained emotionless. Louis steps forward until he's in front of Zayn and everyone holds their breath. He pauses for a moment before bring Zayn in for a hug.

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[leavememorieshere]

Henry would definitely not know that One Direction broke up/went on hiatus.

So I believe that, one time he and Piper were having an argument because Henry wanted something but Piper was just being Piper so then, Henry said something along the lines of-

-‘I’ll take you to a One Direction concert’ or ‘Charlotte has two backstage passes for that one boyband you like, I can ask her to take you!’

And Piper freezes when she hears what Henry says, she then proceeds to tell him that we’re on hiatus and/or disbanded.

[angelsdean]

#crowley however would say cunt a lot #like. A LOT (@pinkdean)

oh 100% real and true. and he would not discriminate. men, women, demons, angels.

if spn were not on network television and could get away with swear words other than "bitch" and "crap" and "friggin" there would be no "son of a bitch" catchphrase or skank this, bitch that. dean's go-to insults and expletives would be fucking asshole, fuckface, and motherfucker, i know this in my heart

[musewritingsforyou]

Headcannons/Timeline

This is just a little bit to explain the world that these fics will take place in as well as when in my timeline everything fits. Don’t worry, this isn’t everything you're going to get! I promise more is on its way, I just wanted to make sure you understand the world before you meet its people

Posting first story soon!

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- When y/n joins tour Harry and they are already dating but very new in the relationship

- they are on tour for the third album (the tour where Harry is starting to grow out his hair so he always has it tied with a bit of fabric I think this will be like 2012-2016)

- Y/N’s job on tour is as a medic/doctor/nurse to the boys and everyone else on tour

- Y/N also has the unofficial title of “boy wrangler” because it seems like they are the only one that the boys will listen to

- Y/N splits their time in between being backstage and on the floor in front of the barricade where the security is

-  Y/N  has an earpiece that feeds them the same thing the boys hear so they know what they are dealing with, and then in the other ear is an open line of communication to the sound booth and the boys if needed. Y/N also has a walkie talkie for contacting security if needed

- the way of talking with the boys while they are on stage is with sign language, ASL or BSL, or just signs that we have made up over time working together, y/n can also talk to them over the open line but in the middle of songs that line is only open to sound booth so if you are trying to talk to them like that you have to wait until in between songs

- y/n is friends with all of the boys and they have a wonderful relationship, Niall and y/n are especially close (probably because he is always coming to see me with some sort of issue)

- management/Simon/the studio is not at all problematic in this reality they are very flexible and not at all controlling and have a good line of communication with the boys and the crew

- y/n is a very good traveler and does not get carsick, bus sick, plane sick, seasick, anything like that

- y/n can sleep anywhere and everywhere, It doesn’t matter what noise is in the background or what position they are in or the time zone or whatever

- y/n is a very calm and steady person, large crowds do not give them any anxiety and when something is wrong with the boys they very calm under pressure

- The times y/n get anxious are afterward if something very scary has happened once everything calms down sometimes I break a little because it was terrifying, but at the moment no one would be able

- y/n technically has their own bus on tour because it is the “med bay bus” but most of the time they let other people use that as the “quiet bus” and y/n will sleep with Harry on the boy’s bus, or in the hotel room with him, but sometimes when both of them are tired or just need a break from each other y/n sleeps on that bus (Paul stays there most nights too because it is quiet)

- y/n doesn’t get tired of other people very easily so they don’t have a lot of issues spending so much time with the boys and Harry and y/n rarely get sick of each other, they love being able to spend most of their day together

- y/n have an amazing singing voice, it is not their job or even really a hobby, just something that they like to do

- at least once a concert Harry will come over to y/n’s side of the stage and hold the mic in front of their face for them to sing a verse because the crowd loves it

- During girl almighty Harry always comes over to wherever y/n is on the floor and he kneels right in front of them, blowing them a kiss at the end of the verse

- He is always prancing around on stage and the boys and y/n have a lot of fun together while they are on stage, Harry splashing y/n, y/n giving them all snacks, and making signs at each other. For each show, the boys and y/n have an unofficial competition to see who can make the other laugh the most

- Whenever any of the boys are sick they have to stay with y/n on the “quiet” bus, which sometimes leads to Harry being a little jealous and pretending to be sick too so he doesn’t get lonely

- y/n is almost always busy with some medical emergency while on tour, Niall is probably the worst because he is always falling off of his Segway and breaking something, Harry is also a bit of a problem child because he has asthma which is a tough spot to be in on stage, Liam doesn’t have too many issues (but for that time he breaks his arm), Louis never had any major issues but he is always coming to y/n with little scrapes and bruises (they have had to give him stitches a few times), Zayn is an angel he is never sick or injured and is just a sweetheart

- y/n’s biggest concern is always Harry, not just because he is their boyfriend but also from a medical standpoint his asthma can be very hard to control when he is on stage because of all of the different factors like the jumping around, long sustained notes, belting, smoke machines, inhaling water, dust, just general sickness so y/n always has like five different inhalers on them at all times and Harry usually needs one once a show.

- The boys always make fun of y/n for carrying a crap ton of stuff around with them during the concerts because they are always carrying snacks for the boys, waters for them and the other staff, extra medical supplies, pens, markers, snacks for themself, a coffee, and just a ton of other random stuff

- y/n is definitely the “mom” the boys and all the other staff. They all come to y/n when they are sick so she just kind of naturally assumes that role of the mom for everyone, plus she always has the most random things in her overall pockets that happen to be just the thing they need.

- Those bandana things that Harry wears are usually bits of y/n’s old shirts

- On the later tours when his hair is long enough he comes to y/n’s side of the stage and leans his head down for them to put his hair up

- Harry is almost always half-naked. Like no joke this boy never wears a shirt and if you see him wearing pants it’s practically a miracle. He pretty much refuses to wear a shirt until seconds before he has to go on stage, and the second he is off stage the shirt is on the floor of the room.

- y/n is the queen of catching things that people are trying to throw on stage. Paul swears she has a supernatural sense for it, doesn’t matter where they are coming from or what it is, she can catch it without a second thought. Harry thinks it’s hilarious because y/n horrible at all other sports.

- That clinking sound that Harry’s rings make when he puts his hands together actually happens all the time. Like he is always messing with his hands or with mine (y/n always has a couple of rings on as well) and that sound is so oddly comforting now.

- At the beginning of every new tour that we do, y/n cuts her hair very short and then just lets it grow out for the length of the tour (besides a few trims from Lou here and there)

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A general timeline of events: first I show up when  Lux is born and meet Harry because I am the godmother, next year I go on tour with them by then we are dating, move in together, one more full tour, another tour in which Zayn leaves Louis mom is sick and Briana has Freddie, Hiatus begins, filming of Dunkirk, he proposes, Louis mom dies, I tell him I’m pregnant, Robin dies, all the boys solo albums come out, they announce they will continue as 1D and take occasional breaks to do solo music, I have the baby, we tour Made in the AM (I still work the tour with the baby, Maya and Briana come along for most of it as well with their kids), we get married when we arrive back from Made in the AM when bean is one year old.

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welp, there’s that, lmk if you have any recommendations or would like to make a request!

[ameliora-j]

— favorite girl 𐐪𐑂 niall horan

𐐪𐑂 summary -> you accidentally push yourself too far into subspace and soft dom!niall takes over

𐐪𐑂 content -> fem!reader, smut, masturbation [f!receiving], overstimulation, squirting, subspace, toy use, dominant/submissive themes, personal assistant!reader, crybaby!reader, soft dom!niall, daddy kink, praise, casual dominance, lots of pet names [pet, petal, princess], tooth rotting fluff and a bit of domesticity, basically an aftercare fic, 18+ ONLY MDNI

𐐪𐑂 words -> 2.6k

The sexual frustration had been bubbling in your core for as long as you could remember. Niall didn’t mean to neglect you, truly… But with The Voice, and then his album release, and merch, and tour dates bleeding together with festival dates, his schedule had become hectic. And as his assistant, so had your’s. It’s not like you could put ‘dick me down’ into his calendar either.

Well, you could… But you felt that it’d be quite immature. So now here you lay, sprawled across the bed you shared with him, a thick toy plunging into your g spot over and over. You’d lost count of how many times you’d made yourself tip over the edge, each orgasm bleeding together with the last. Tears of overstimulation prickled the corners of your eyes and you were nearly ready to give up.

The problem isn’t that you needed release—clearly that had already happened more than enough. However, no matter how big or thick the toy is, or how many times it plunges into that spot that makes you see stars… Nothing is Niall. Nothing would ever compare to the way that he made you feel, thus you were now bordering along orgasm number six and still weren’t satiated.

Not for lack of trying, however. You’d been at it for the better part of three hours, starting off slow and teasing yourself the way Niall always did, then slowly picking up the pace until you were blindly overstimulating yourself, your hips chasing the toy subconsciously in search of that spark Niall ignited inside you. Unfortunately, it never came. And that’s how you became a mess on the bed.

Tears streaked down your cheeks as you gasped and wheezed for breath. The stimulation of your cunt was beginning to hurt. Slowly bleeding in from pleasure to burning pain. You wanted nothing more than to get away from the overstimulation, but your hips couldn’t help but chase the feeling as you searched for something only Niall could give you.

For a moment, everything stopped. Your leg was lifted in the air, arm beginning to cramp as you continued to shove the toy into your cunt. The world began spinning slower, and your vision slowly faded until it was completely blocked by a milky white cloud of euphoria. Your legs shook violently, your body convulsing as the toy slipped from your hand.

You lay in the middle of the bed, panting quietly as you tried to catch your breath while your body shook atop the comforter. Beneath you was a puddle of your own arousal and sweat, and only when you noticed how wet your body had become did the reality of the situation begin to daunt on you.

You just touched yourself. You just used a toy. You just made yourself cum… Multiple times—all of these without Niall’s permission. You broke so many rules. He’s gonna be so mad at you. Your heart began beating faster in your chest, now out of fear rather than exhaustion. You bolted from the bed, quickly getting yourself cleaned up and into one of his shirts before taking the sheets down to the laundry.

Your legs were unsteady as you walked around the house, and your mind unfocused. Niall would be home soon, and likely expecting dinner on the table the way you’d always had. So, that’s what you did… Or rather, that’s what you attempted to do. Your mind was so fuzzy, and your brain so unfocused that you ended up burning the pasta for your chicken fettuccine. The chicken baked improperly, and ended up tasting rubbery, and the garlic bread was too garlicky.

Nothing came out right, and you were so overwhelmed that by the time Niall was opening the front door, tears had begun spilling over your visage. “Hey Pet. I’m ho…” Niall cut off his own sentence, freezing in his tracks as he saw your state. “Pet? What happened?” He asked, panic and worry laced in his voice.

“I’m sorry” you whined out quietly. “I’m sorry Daddy, I burned dinner. And I messed everything up” you hiccuped out. “I was so bad I’m sorry, I’m sorry” you rushed out, now borderline sobbing.

Niall’s heart cracked, and his arms wrapped around you tightly. “Oh baby, it’s okay” he murmured. “It’s okay, princess. We can just order a pizza, yeah? Daddy’s not mad” he whispered softly, gently stroking your hair. “Not mad at you, jus please stop crying. Hate it when you’re so sad” he frowned softly.

“No, I broke the rules!” You sobbed roughly. Niall’s frown turned to one of confusion now, rather than pure sadness. He rubbed your back gently, pulling back a bit to gaze properly at you.

“What are you on about, Petal?” He hummed gently, squeezing lightly at your hip. He did everything he usually would, working to calm you down so that he could fully understand what was going on and why his girl was so distraught.

You took a deep breath, wheezing a bit as you struggled through your tears. Niall cooed at you in encouragement as you did your breathing techniques. Once you had calmed down, you began to divulge how you'd been so bad, breaking his rules. “I’m sorry, Daddy” you sniffled. “I was so needy and you were so busy. Know ‘s against the rules but I used my toy. Came so many times but it wasn’t the same. Needed you” you whined quietly, knuckling at your eyes. You took another breath, attempting to keep your tears at bay. “Touched myself, used my toy, ‘n made myself cum. Didn’ ask Daddy if I could, that's bad,” you finished. “I’m sorry for being a bad girl, Daddy… I’ll take whatever punishment you give me” your whispered.

“Oh, Petal…” Niall whispered softly. He pulled you closer, gently running his fingers through your hair. He lifted you then, carrying you to the couch and sitting with you on his lap. He pulled you to his chest, rocking gently with you in his hold to aid you in relaxing. “Daddy’s not been good to you lately, has he?” He asked softly, gently moving your hair away from your face.

You stayed quiet, afraid that he was taunting you after you’d broken so many of his rules. Nervous that he was trying to trap you into making your own punishment worse as he so often did. But you couldn’t handle that right now, you were too soft. Niall, being the oh so attentive and loving dom that he is, recognized that. He saw the unfocused and glossy look in your eyes, the distraction and frustration the moment he stepped into the door and watched you cooking dinner. Only, he didn’t realize how bad it was until you finished explaining what had tipped you to this point.

“‘S okay Pet, you can be honest” he hummed. “Been ignoring you, haven’t given my Princess the proper attention she deserves” he continued on. “Wasn’t a very good Daddy, was I?” He asked gently.

“No, Daddy…” You whispered shyly, gently nosing against his neck in search of more comfort. He squeezed your hip lightly, humming as he held you closer. You sighed in content, closing your eyes as your body fully relaxed against him.

“There’s my girl” he whispered, stroking your hip with his thumb as he felt you become malleable in his hold. “I’m sorry I haven’t been payin’ attention to you, sweetheart. I’ve been so distracted by work. That’s no excuse though, is it?” He asked. The question was rhetorical, and you knew as much when he continued on to answer it on his own. “Should always have time to take care of the prettiest girl in the world” he smiled softly, gently kissing your nose. “I love you, sweet girl. My good girl” he smiled softly.

“Good girl” you echoed quietly, nodding as you held him tighter. He smiled softly, pressing another kiss to your head.

“What do you say we have a bath and then cuddle a bit, hmm?” he asked softly. “I’ll get your hair all done, get you nice and comfortable for bed” he murmured, kissing across your shoulders. “Can order a pizza and put on that show you love so much, that sound good baby?” He asked softly.

“Sounds good, Daddy” you whispered, bobbing your head gently in a nod.

“It’s okay princess, ‘s just Niall now, hmm?” He smiled softly, kissing your head. “Think you’ll be okay if I go and clean up the kitchen?” He asked softly. You nodded once more, and with that he stood. He tucked the throw blanket around your slightly-shivering form and went to the kitchen. He was quick to clean up the mess before coming back to carry you into your shared master bathroom.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

Once in the bathroom, Niall set you down on top of the counter. He kissed your head before he turned and ran the water, making sure that it was the right temperature for you. He shot you a charming smile as he went back over to the cabinet you were sitting on top of. “What kind of bubbles do you want, Pet?” He asked softly, planting a gentle kiss to your calf as he kneeled between your legs in front of the cabinet.

“Um…” You hummed softly as you thought, chewing gently on your nails. “The lavender one” you finally decided, looking down at him with a shy smile.

“Take your fingers out of your mouth, beautiful” he mumbled, kissing the inside of your knee as he said it. He was firm in his words, but gentle in his kiss—speaking to you in the way he always did in this state of mind. This way, you knew it was an order, but you also knew he wasn’t mad at you. You murmured a quick apology, pulling your hand away from your mouth. He simply kissed your leg once more, letting you know all was okay before grabbing the lavender bath salts and bubbles.

He stood again, kissing your gently puckered lips and causing a giggle to spill past your lips. The sound was music to his ears, especially after hearing your heartbreaking sobs just minutes ago. He couldn’t help the smile that broke out onto his face as he saw your happiness return. “I love you, Pet,” he smiled softly.

“I love you too, NiNi” you whispered. The nickname let him know that you were slowly returning to your usual self, though the fog in your brain hadn’t fully cleared up yet. He turned, pouring the bubbles and salts into the water before returning them back to their rightful place beneath the sink.

Once the bath was full, Niall turned to you. He saw you nod, and knew you wanted him to undress you rather than do it yourself. He smiled in adoration, walking the short distance to you once more. He kissed your head, unable to stop himself from adorning your skin with his gentle lips for what felt like the hundredth time since he got home. Niall was soft as he unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it from your shoulders to leave you bare before helping you out of your underwear. “Do you want me to sit in with you or stay out here, Petal?” He asked you gently, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear so he could get a better look at your pretty face.

“In please” you answered softly. And Niall would never say no to you anyway, but with that pretty pout and those wide eyes, he was already a complete goner; unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off of himself as he got ready to bathe with you. Once he was bare, he lifted you from the counter and sat in the bath with you in front of him, between his spread legs. When buying a house, Niall had taken into consideration your love for baths after he fucked you into oblivion—and right now he was thankful he remembered so as the two of you sat comfortably in the hot water.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

The bathing part of your bath was over quickly, washing you off always being the first thing Niall did. He noticed how sweaty your body had become from your overstimulation earlier on through the thin cotton of his white shirt you wore—thusly, he washed your hair for you as well. Even with Niall washing your hair, and cleaning your body of your sticky arousal and multiple orgasms, the bathing was over within fifteen minutes.

Your body still wasn’t fully calmed down by then, and therefore when Niall asked if you were ready to get out yet, you simply whined in protest. It had now been at least forty minutes since Niall had put the two of you in the bath. The water had begun to cool, slowly losing its relaxing aura the colder the water became. This time when Niall asked you if you were ready to exit, you nodded sleepily and yawned quietly.

Niall gently moved you, climbing out first and wrapping a towel around his hips. He unplugged the bath, grabbing your fluffy towel and lifting you from the water, wrapping it around your body. “Want me to brush your teeth for you, Princess?” He hummed softly.

“No, I can do it” you nodded softly, smiling at him. “Thank you, Ni” you murmured. He smiled, kissing your nose as he grabbed your toothbrush and toothpaste for you. He let you know that he was going to get new sheets on the bed while you brushed, and you nodded in reply. While Niall made the bed, you brushed your teeth and got your skincare done. By the time you were walking out of the bathroom, Niall was putting the pillows back on the bed.

“Hi, pretty girl” he smiled softly, walking over to you. He wore sweatpants now, foregoing a shirt as he wrapped his arms around you in a hug. “Feelin’ better now?” He asked softly.

“Yeah, Ni” you whispered, nodding softly. You puckered your lips once more, and he obliged your silent request, leaning down and kissing you softly. “I love you” you whispered as the two of you pulled back.

“I love you, Petal” he echoed, kissing your head. “Let’s get you comfortable, hmm?” He smiled, carrying you over to the bed. He sat you down, going to your drawers to grab panties and one of his white t-shirts. He gently put them on you, helping you to put lotion on before detangling your hair.

He finished getting you ready for bed and got you beneath the covers, climbing in with you and pulling you close. He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the remote, handing it to you. “Thanks, Ni” you whispered, turning on the TV and flicking to your favorite show as he took out his phone to order a pizza.

“Food’s on the way, baby” he murmured after a while, kissing your temple.

“You’re so good to me, Ni” you whispered softly, gazing up at him from where you were cuddled into his side.

“Only the best for my favorite girl” he smiled softly, kissing your nose gently.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

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[harrys-toothpaste]

PET NAMES THE BOYS WOULD CALL YOU?

harry: baby, babe, darling, honey, love

louis: babe, love or darling

niall: darling, babygirl (HE LITERALLY LIKE THAT ONE INTERVIEW)

liam: babe or baby or darling

zayn: love, babe, baby

[yourlocalstilinski-valdez]

what would each of the boys do at a sleepover?

Liam: He'd surprise you with either a blanket fort or a blanket nest to sit in, and he'd have fairy lights hanging up(instead of the dreaded big light). You'd be playing Mario Kart(and winning) when he starts a pillow fight with you because he's jealous of your amazing Mario Kart-ing skills(you started winning solely because he fell off the map like 5 times, but who's counting?(You are, you're counting)) I fully believe that he'd drag you outside(if it's summer) for a water fight(he wins that one) Dragging his inner Leeroy out here- Liam would make you have a fashion show with him at some point during the night

Zayn(pretend that's yellow and not orange): He'd talk about how fun of a night he has planned; movies, board games, arts and crafts(including that one trend where you swap pictures every 10 minutes), etc. He'd probably win most the board games because you'd be to distracted by his beautiful face to strategize properly(guilty). You'd end up talking about just the most random things(When they say 2% milk I don't know what the other 98% is) He'd also fall asleep while leaning on you halfway through one of the movies

Niall: He'd have soooo many of your guy's favorite snacks on hand, like literally, you'd show up and his table would be FULL of snacks and drinks and everything. He'd get up at some point during a movie or show you'd be watching, and if you weren't paying attention while he was gone, he'd throw a bag of candy at you, only to flash you his adorable smile while resting his chin in his hands. I also feel like he'd be the type to start a spontaneous game of tag solely because he was bored. Also think that he'd claim he's not a huge cuddler(he loves cuddles, let's be honest), but you wake up to him cuddling you

Louis: I feel like he'd be more of a camping sleepover than an indoor sleepover kind guy. You'd drive out to a spot in the woods together while listening to all your favorite music on the radio and singing along. He'd be setting up the tent, refusing all your offers for you to help because he's "doing it the Tommo way" (the tent feel over like 10 minutes later.) More water fights, aka Louis squirting you with a water bottle while you re-set up the tent(must've been the rain(there's not a cloud in the sky)) Later into the night, you'd be sitting around a fire roasting marshmallows for s'mores, and he throw one at you while you're not looking at him, then claim is was the wind(must be done strong winds, amirite?) He wakes you up pretending to be a bear outside of the tent(he would probably actually scare the shit out of you but he doesn't need to know that since you realized it was him like 5 seconds later

Harry: This man plans the best sleepovers, alright. I'm talking HUUUUGE pillow fort, big enough to be considered a pillow castle, plushies, blankets, fairy lights(more big light hate) the works. Rents all your guys' favorite movies for you guys to binge, and after some of the movies he turns on a CD for you guys to dance around to(I fully believe that Harry likes vinyls over CDs, but my vinyl loving heart is just thinking about I the needle skips/scratches while you're dancing, and I think Harry would think the same(projecting) so bere(bear?) with me here) Harry, being the fashionista that he is, would also make you have a fashion show with him

A/n: So sorry this took so long, motivation was *not* on my side while I was working on this(it's been sitting unfinished in my drafts since January 23rd) Used a couple headcanons twice because I felt some of them fit with a couple of the boys. Hope you enjoy it!

@harrys-toothpaste / @fantastical-euphoria

[willowpains]

introducing…

latina actress reader!

mexican to be exact, born and raised. sings and dances, but has decided to focus all her efforts into acting and breaking through Hollywood, fighting closed doors due to her nationality, always with a good attitude and ready to work her ass off to achieve her dreams to be the next it girl and big thing around the world.

she’s…

big hearted. soft. sensitive. hardworking. multilingual. singer. dancer. warm. family girl. fangirl. super friendly. the one that makes everyone feel included. a listener and big yapper around the people she trusts. a bit shy at first. loves a good party. cinephile. tequila lover.

loves…

going out with her friends and fellow costars. traveling back home whenever she can. the beach. taking photos of everyone and everything. speaking spanish in front of people that don’t understand. doing karaoke. her dog. reggaeton. doing tiktok dances. reading romance and fantasy. going to the movies at night. posting photo dumps on instagram. doing pranks. her mexican food. makeup. her alone time.

can’t stand…

horror movies. people that don’t love animals. over bearing and noisy paparazzi and press. liars. smoking and cigarettes. loud chewing. small spaces. rats. not wearing perfume. losing her favorite lip gloss. online spoilers. missing out on stuff. people talking on the movie theater.

wikipedia…

-her first big role outside of her country was as a pogue, with a trope of slow burn enemies to lovers with Drew Starkey’s character, and member of the main friend group in the highly acclaimed Netflix series Outer Banks, still ongoing now with a just released season 4.

-she was casted and is part of the wrapped up and upcoming movie: Wake Up Dead Man, sequel to the famous murder mystery movie Knives Out.

-uploads covers and snippets of originals songs on her YouTube channel, as well as see social media accounts such as TikTok and Instagram.

-had a big role besides actor Jacob Elordi in last years hit project Saltburn, making it one of her biggest movies in her repertoire to this day.

-she was seen attending a Niall Horan concert previously in the year, and was brought up on stage by the artist to sing a duet, as she claimed one of her favorite songs, “You could start a cult” during the show.

-she is rumored to take part in the role of Susan Pevensie in upcoming Narnia Series directed by Greta Gerwig, nothing has been confirmed yet but both the actress and the director have been hinting at it in different interviews and events.

loading more…🎥🎞️🎬🍿

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I am so freaking excited about this concept that I came up with! I had been wanting to continue writing for drew and this idea just landed on my lap didn’t it? *wink wink*

I have so many plans for this universe with mexican/latina actress reader, from moodboards, blurbs, headcanons, specific scenarios, sooooo so much! if you have any questions, things you wanna request or know about reader please feel free to ask or let me know, you’ll be feeding into my motivation to write more about her and drew and the rest of the obx cast<3

credits and inspiration to all the writers out here that come up with these concepts of ___ reader! if ate up most of them and I think they’re creative and amazing af

about time my writer personality came back, and as always, English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any grammar or writing errors there may be!

stay tuned👀

[castielswap]

Okay, but you know how at some concerts the artist will play a surprise song? What if, and hear me out, at BroZone concerts, they would play surprise solo songs.

So, at some point in the set, they take a pause. Thank the fans for coming out, for showing out, and then they interact with the crowd a bit. Think either 5SOS hyping up the crowd or Niall Horan reading fan signs.

Then the lights go down, and the crowd goes silent in anticipation because they know what's about to go down. They have a 1/5 chance of getting their fave BroZone bro to sing a solo song, and it's completely random.

Who knows how they even decide who gets to sing a solo. Maybe they play rock, paper, scissors? Or draw straws? The point is that it has to be completely random, and they decide right before each show. Just to make it fair.

Once the lights go back up and it's just one bro on the stage, it doesn't matter which bro it is. The crowd goes absolutely apeshit. Every. Single. Time. Even when it's not their favorite bro, because they know that the solo vocals are going to serve.

JD singing something like Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan. Bruce would definitely serve some love song type of vibe like All of Me by John Legend. Honestly, I'm not sure about Clay, but I like Dreams I see by Kid Cudi, so 🤷🏻‍♂️ Floyd is giving alternative so as much as I love Troye 🙂‍↕️ I got give him Love is Embarrassing by Olivia Rodrigo. Branch would 100% bring out Poppy and sing a duet, no doubt. I'm thinking Lover but the Niall Horan version ft. Fletcher. Or Older with Luke Hemmings ft. Sierra.

I'm just rambling at this point, but god, I can't 😭 I got so many headcanons for these little guys.