Yes your honour I did bite his bicep. It was big and yummy and in my face

songbird | bradley bradshaw x f!reader

masterlist | part two

i am dedicating this fic of filth to my sweet sweet friend @rolycolysficrecs who puts up with me and let's me scream about linguistics and biting to her<3

description: Bradley and you have rented a cabin for a winter getaway. Maybe the seclusion and beauty will offer new experiences?

disclaimer: explicit smut. 18+ minors dni!!!

warnings: afab!reader, explicit smut, mentions ptsd, mental health mentions, mentions of scars, mentions of stretch marks (m and f), oral (m and f receiving), p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampies, body worship (m and f receiving), daddy kink, nipple play, emotional sex, sub space, tears, choking if you squint, minor breeding kink, aftercare, ab riding, slight hair pulling

word count: ~7K

tagging people who might like: @roosterforme @mak-32 @theharddeck @lt-bradshaw @sebsxphia @rhettabbotts @notroosterbradshaw @currentlybradshaw @bradleyssweetheart

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for you, there’ll be no more crying.

The sweet sounds of Christine McVie’s lyrics permeated the air of the small wooden cabin, the light crackling of the vinyl player further emphasizing the serene ambience of the candle lit living room. Rooster was stood in the adjoining kitchen, preparing two cups of irish coffee, currently stirring the hot coffee - the soft clinks of the spoon hitting the sides of the cups soothing you as you sat on the sofa in front of the open fire. 

Outside the window, large flakes of snow were falling from the skies, like fluffy cotton balls that engulfed the earth, covering it in a heavy weighted blanket. As you glanced at your boyfriend, your heart ached with love for him. It had been a heavy night and start of the day for him.

Usually you could hardly tell that Rooster had had a bit of a rough go at life, and that his work sometimes put him under immense stressors. He took it in stride, spreading his unconditional joy without abandon. But some days, like this one, he just couldn’t give anymore. And that was perfectly alright. He never told you, but you could recognize the signs well enough by now. 

pushing my Viper should've been more of a father figure narrative

In case anyone hasn't told you: You deserve a partner who adores you, who thinks you are beautiful for what you are. You deserve someone who loves you unconditionally, who looks at you like you are the best thing that has ever happened to them. You deserve someone who is yours, who works to make a life with you and respects you. You deserve to be loved, adored, cherished, to be desired and to be seen as the amazing human you have always been. You deserve someone who is safe, who is caring, who stands beside you even in times of strife. You deserve to love yourself through them, to see in yourself what they see, and to love them all the more for it

i don't wanna be productive i wanna tongue kiss a man in his 40's

thank you archive of our own for being the sole reason I don't kill myself

This looks! 🫠🥵

writing is hard but coming up with a cunty title and catchy summary will slay even god's strongest soldier

having a blorbo be like “Omg have you seen that one scene where he closes the door ????? 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍Oh and that other scene where he’s eating food ???😍😍😍😍!!!!!!! omg I love him so much 💕💕💖✨🌸💕✨💖💕💓💗🌟🌸💕✨💓”

put those big brown eyes away dude now is NOT the time

"I feel so normal about him" well I dont. move