sorry I disappeared off the face of the earth forever i have a boyfriend now and he’s high maintenance and NOT drew starkey or mgg so i don’t think it’s going to work out…so I’m back
sorry I disappeared off the face of the earth forever i have a boyfriend now and he’s high maintenance and NOT drew starkey or mgg so i don’t think it’s going to work out…so I’m back
do you think angel!reader would have insomnia (needing the asmr to sleep) and one day it doesn’t help and drew is struggling to stay awake to help her but he’s so eepy at the same time
you put on your nightly asmr, which usually worked no problem, you put on your sleeping mask, and you even tried sleeping in drew’s guest room for more peace and quiet but nothing was helping you sleep. you groaned and rolled your way out of the guest bed and made your way back to drew’s room. where drew was sleeping peacefully, unaware that you even left his bed at all.
you stood over drew poked at him in an attempt to wake him up, “i can’t sleep,” you whispered. drew’s tired eyes adjusted to your face, your frowned lips and eyes looking down directly at him. “i’ve tried everything. can you hold me?” you asked softly. you felt bad for waking him up, but he couldn’t care less if he tried.
despite drew being super sleepy; like he could fall back asleep any second, he agreed. “yeah of course baby, cmere.” he opened up the covers and you rolled on over right next to him, his body warmth already bringing you comfort. “you’re so warm.” you giggled.
“why are you so cold?” drew questioned, genuinely curious. “i was trying to sleep alone in the guest room.” you adjusted your body against drew’s. “what? why didn’t you wake me up.”
“i didn’t want to bother you.” you pouted. “you were deep in sleep.” you waited for drew to give an answer, but he never did. you turned your head to look back at him, to which you seen a sleeping drew, his eyebrows twitched. “really?”
“Hey Dad… You’re gonna be okay. It’s all gonna be good, all right? We did it. All this, it’s over. All right? It all worked out. I got the cross. We got the gold. We got everything. We’re done, I got everything… We’ll find her. I’ll bring her back for this family. I promise. For our family, Dad. It’ll be just like you wanted. But listen, while you’re down, I’m gonna step up. Okay? I’m… gonna be a better man. Just like you. Okay? Just like you.”
Drew Starkey as Rafe Cameron in Outer Banks, Season 2, Episode 10: The Coastal Venture
warnings — frat!rafe, rafe has a thigh tattoo, thigh riding, dirty talk, praising, groping, nipple play, finger sucking
wc — 1.1k
a/n— based on this post i made + ty @rafescvntyclubgf for the mention of the champion shorts and backwards hat
the semester nearing its end meant finals were approaching, and while half the class panicked, you were more than ready. the one thing you weren't prepared for was being asked for help by rafe cameron. your declines seemingly did nothing but fall on deaf ears, merely encouraging his pleas until you gave in, which led to the two of you spending time together for the past few weeks. while you took the study sessions seriously, there were countless times when you had to get onto rafe, who shamelessly flirted with you the entire time, to pay attention.
your patience started to wear thin, but thankfully, it was your last session before finals. “rafe, knock it off,” you warned as he shot the mini basketball into the hoop attached to his bedroom door for what felt like the millionth time. as he was about to shoot the ball again, you reached over, snatching it from his hands, “are you even paying attention?”
“yeah, ‘course i am, it’s kind of hard not to pay attention to a pretty girl like you,” he hummed, removing his hat to fix his hair before placing it back onto his head. he clasped his hands behind his head, spreading his legs as he sat back in his chair. your eyes darted to his spread legs at the sudden movement, causing his black champion shorts to ride up his thigh. your mouth went dry when you caught sight of the ink etched into his tanned skin.
in which, you find your boyfriend asleep on the couch
who? spencer reid x gn!reader
category: fluff
content warnings: brief mentions of a case and stress, pre-established relationship , not proofread, written at 1am in my notes app, this is sickeningly sweet tooth rotting fluff
Last you heard from your boyfriend he was still away on a in Wyoming. So it wasn’t like anyone would be anxiously waiting your presence.
Or atleast thats what you thought until you carefully turn your key stepping into you and Spencer’s apartment.
His face was resting on his wrist still in his work clothes. It seemed like he had attempted to make an effort to stay awake until you got home. A failed effort but one nonetheless.
wait i love mgg x snl cast member gf sm will we ever find out how they got together i feel like them being on interviews or talking to fans tgt wld be so cutieeee
hii i posted something the other day that touches on how they met here! 🩷
omg that angus drabble.... i'm having thots dude, like him sneaking into your room after you start going out and he's all whiney and needy because he gets insatiable after his first time and you can't help but give him whatever he wants... UGH
AH sorry this has been rotting in my inbox. someone else requested clingy angus too so I kind of morphed them into one but they are also anon so I hope this makes its way to them 🙏
this is pure smut I’m sorry I need to make more angus fluff. and go to church and pray this away
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“we fucked once and now you think you’re the shit, huh?” you tease as he works his way from your lips, down your neck, and across your chest, biting softly at the exposed skin of your breasts.
“you’re being mean,” he murmurs in between sloppy kisses, his words vibrating against your neck.
“c’mon, I’m messing with you.” you anchor your hands to both sides of his head to pull it out of your neck, pecking him quick but soft on the lips. “y’er cute.” you trace little circles on his cheeks as they heat up, tinged with pink. you lean down, kissing him sweetly.
“you’re so hot,” he breathes between messy kisses. “can’t believe i get to do this with you.”
“do what? you trying to get in my pants again, Tully?” you pull away, cocking a jokingly accusatory brow.
“please, y/n…felt so good last time..” he begs, an almost pathetic action for such a notoriously asshole boy. “been thinking about it all day. about you.”
“since you asked so nicely…” you coo, pressing your lips to his. what was soft turns hungry as he pushes his tongue past your lips, you’re almost sure he may swallow you whole. he makes out with you with a fervor, a neediness that he’s never exhibited. you slide your hand into the waistband of his sleep pants, running your fingers along his length. he softly grunts, struggling below you. already, he’s painfully hard, tip leaking in anticipation.
“aww, really have been thinking bout this all day, huh?” you tease, his whines only growing more desperate and frustrating. he’s straining, longing for the release you won’t give him straight away.
“y/n…” he pleads again, agitated but helpless - as if there was anything he could do. what he intended to be words, cries for help, came out as unintelligible sounds.
“use your words, angus,” you instruct, continuing to provide the most minimal contact to his dick.
“wanna fuck you…please, can I?” he asks, his eyes glassy and big, how could you say no?
“‘f course, baby,” you coo, readjusting so he were on top of you. he pauses for a moment, admiring your body. Jesus Christ, how did he land you? he thinks.
you understand he’s new to all this, so you aren’t suprised when he thrusts right in before prepping you. you crane your neck back, reveling in the tight fight.
“you okay?” he asks.
“yes, ‘s just big is all.” you wince, adjusting to his size.
“you sure?” he asks again, always making sure to have your full consent.
“yes, please…” you respond, and he begins moving his hips at a slow, eye rolling rate. the sound of him slamming against your own arousal makes him increase his speed, making you gasp at the change of tempo.
“so- so good, y/n…” he moans, “‘m gonna cum…can I?” he knows what’s good for him, asking for permission.
“yes, baby. cum with me,” you whimper, “let go.”
together your waves crash, the coil in your stomach coming undone as he fills you up, mixing with your own. he collapses on top of you, bare chests pressed flushed and sweaty together. his hot breath tickles your chest, his body slightly restricting the rise and fall of the air you’re trying to collect.
“wanna do this all the time.” he pants, looking up at you.
“we have one week before everyone comes back from break, then you’re going to have to get creative.” you run a hand through his curls, peeling pieces off the back of his damp neck.
“the math hallway is typically pretty empty. spacious janitors closet,” he casually mentions, you furrow your brow in amusement.
“you have a place already?”
“oh I have multiple. I’ve been looking, you know. just in case.”
in which… bsf!jj runs to you when him and his dad get into another physical fight. (not proofread)
warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of blood, mentions of bruises, mentions of cuts, mentions of fighting
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“mama.. please pick up the phone i need you.. please princess i need you..!” jj screamed through the phone. you finally picked up his frantic calls with your sleepy voice. “hi jayj, what’s up?”
you could hear his dad screaming at him and things breaking in the background. you instantly shot up, realizing what the call might be for. you put some sweatpants on with a random shirt you took from jj’s closet. “jj? listen to me what’s going on?”
he whimpered through the phone call. “m-my dad.. fuck baby my dad.. it’s bad- it’s bad this time.. please- come get me?” you didn’t need to be told twice. you snuck out your window and walked to jj’s house. “stay on the phone okay? i’m coming.”
“okay..” he said with a shaking voice. “how about we talk about something different yeah? what do you want for dinner tonight?”
warnings: 18+ only, smut, dark!rafe but he has soft moments hes trying, drugged!reader, kidnapping, DUB/NONCON, male receiving oral, female receiving oral, biting, nipple play, p in v sex, unprotected sex, anal sex, forced drug intake, snorting cocaine, smoking weed, poppers, mentions of pregnancy
“nooo.” you moan out, eyelids blinking heavily as you stare at the white powder along rafes finger. “im already-”
“no.” rafe says harshly, cutting off your protests. “i saw the way you were looking at the door. are you trying to leave me?”
“rafe-” you plead, but then his hand clamps harshly over your mouth, so tight no air could possibly get in. his finger presses against your nose, furious eyes watching yours as he waits for you to give up and inhale.
hi! not sure if your requests are open rn but if they are, could you do a snl cast member reader fic where shes on a late night show and the host brings up how sweet her and mgg were being to fans on the street or something similar?
requests are always open my dear!! I hope this is similar to what you had in mind 🙌
just to set the scene, SNL!gf is on Jimmy Fallon here 🙏
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“first off, since this is your first time on the show I want to congratulate you on all your SNL success,” the crowd cheers and claps at the mention, “i think we’re all in agreement that you were a remarkable addition to the cast, and such a hit so quickly - how was that for you?”
“I’m still trying to come down from it - it’s really weird to go from comedy gigs in bars to national television, but it was also the greatest thing to ever happen to me. I’m so grateful to have been blessed with such an opportunity and the friends I’ve made. truly a dream.” the crowd cheers once more, filling your heart with so much warmth, you hold your hands to you chest and nod in appreciation.
“speaking of friends you’ve made, we recently had marcello here, where he spoke so highly of you,” he explains. “i’m assuming you’ve seen that?”
“of course i saw it, i have a bunch of snotty tissues to prove it, cause it made me cry,” you smile as the audience laughs. “it was very sweet. i have a so much love for him.”
“speaking of love…” jimmy starts and you sigh, cheeks heating up when you respond, “i knew this was coming,” fake rolling your eyes.
“you and matthew gray gubler,” he hints, and the crowd goes wild, cheering and clapping because they’ve been waitinggg for more info on the two of you. the cheer even louder when a picture of the two of you from your Instagram out and about appears on the screen behind you.
“yes…” you raise your eyebrows, “continue,” you giggle with jimmy, who is very clearly revving up a question.
“we’re all dying to know where this came from!” he finally bursts, curiosity getting the best of him, the crowds sounds backing him up.
“yeah, it is a strange crossover, i will admit that. but, we met when aubrey plaza hosted the show two years back. she introduced us when he came to watch, but it wasn’t until i ran into him at a thrift store in the city a few months ago that we got to talking - and now he pretty much lives on my couch,” the audience laughs at your choice of words but also cheers and the hint that you two are possibly living together??
“well the fans love you guys - a lot of people say you act like you don’t know you’re famous when people come up to you in the street.” he mentions, with a laugh.
“famous is a big word, which i don’t think applies to me, definitely him though - either way, we’re all people. and i mean these are the people that got me to where i am. at the end of the day I’m always like ‘i made so many new friends today’, and, i don’t know. we love meeting people, i love all of you” you smile to the audience as they clap.
“there are multiple videos of the two of you, one of you guys paying for a strangers meal, one where matthew gives his shoes to a girl on the street because hers were bothering her, and you inviting some girls on the street to your show? i mean you guys are just insanely nice to complete strangers. it’s really awesome, I aspire to be like you guys,” he states.
“like I said, they don’t feel like strangers. i can remember all the people I’ve met. it’s very special. Matthew is the same way - we’re very social people, so every interaction we have is the highlight of our days. and everyone is so kind. I think if someone came up to me and said ‘i hate you you suck,’ I probably wouldn’t respond so humbly,” the audience laughs at your statement, “but yeah. i just like nice people. And Matthew just likes giving people his shoes, I guess,” the crowd clapping and chuckling once more at this.
“that’s just the kind of person he is. there have been so many occasions where I’ve walked around the city in a trenchcoat that is way too big for me when I refused to wear a jacket, and got cold anyway, and he’d give me his. i like to sleep cold, so he endures the tundra that is my apartment at nighttime. he will really do anything for anyone. someday it’ll get him in trouble, but for now, it’s one of the reasons i love him.” And the crowd is like LOVE AS IN PLATONIC OR LOVE AS IN LOVE???
Once again this all goes viral and I’m sure you can picture the comments. They’re raving about how passionately you talk about him. If you ever break up, the world may explode!!
jj's definitely the type of bf to inspect your pussy after a good orgasm. sticking his face down there to part your puffy folds with his forefingers, maybe kiss your clit once or twice to feel your body jerk and thrash against him in overstimulation.
"think i got 'er good this time babe, don't know if she'll be able to make a full recovery."
and you have to laugh and slap at his biceps to get his face away from your pussy bcuz the look in his eyes suggests a round two — and as his earlier statement hinted — you were in no way ready for that.
bonus points if you let him cum inside you and part of his little 'inspection' routine includes him scooping the cum up from your sopping hole and spreading it all the way around your pussy until you're crying from the overstimulation and clawing at him to stop with glossy eyes.
“it kinda looks like a gummy worm,” you muse, twisting his limp dick slightly and attempting to admire it from an angle.
“babe i do not know what fucked up gummy worms you’ve been eating, but junior ain’t a gummy worm,” he states simply, growing restless from your constant touching.
you giggle, continuing your inspection for only a couple of seconds before, much to your amiss, you notice jj getting hard once again.
“jeez man it’s only been — what, a minute?” you chuckle, beginning to stroke your fist as you finish the question, causing him to choke and stumble over his answer and instead let out an embarrassing loud groan.
“‘m sensitive,” he mumbles, followed by a string of curses and a “ohh, yeah keep doing that mama.”
snl!gf being matthews hairdresser…a silly little blurb i had to get out of my mind
I’m going to sound so stupid if I’m wrong but I’m prettyyy sure Matthew got a haircut because it looks more tame in recent pics I’ve seen…so here are my thoughts on his comedian girlfriend forcing him into chopping it
You probably bring it up like “dude your hair is a MESS please do something about it” and he’s like “whats wrong with it :( “ and youre like king look how wispy and dead your ends are
He doesn’t give in until you threaten not to play with his DEAD hair. He wants you to do it because no matter how silly he is, getting a public haircut where people can gawk in the windows is a little TOO silly. Youre like “bad idea man it’s prob going to look worse than it does now” and he’s like “please 🙂” and thats all it takes! He’s sat in front of you and youre lightly tugging at pieces of his hair to snip away and boy is eating it upppp. He’s literally in heaven, he’s never having anyone else cut his hair ever again. the final product being perfect is a small bonus to the intimate moment he gets to share with you
I’m picturing him out by himself (as he always is, he’s so nonchalant) and some fans stop him in the street and they do the typical omg love your show such a big fan routine and then they mention his haircut and he’s like “thank you! my girlfriend did it for me! :)” and he’d like do a dramatic hair flip like the diva he is.
Honestly I don’t think he’ll ever be like y/n this y/n that..I think you guys like to keep the fans semi on their toes and not specifically name drop each other…and he just loves being able to say “my girlfriend” in sentences. What can I say he hasn’t gotten to say it often in the past! Considering how increasingly reliant we’ve become on the media since his dating era, he gets more chances to say it and get it out thereeee
Anyways the fans are like “what made you cut it” and hes like “she said I looked like a prehistoric wooly mammoth, which i was completely flattered by until she clarified that she meant in a not good way - so I let her go to town with some like, kids crafting safety scissors, and I think it came out really nice!” he beams, so proud to show off his new haircut from his girl!!
Soon enough the media gets their hands on MULTIPLE clips of him explaining how you were the one who cut his hair, (because every time someone asks he gives them the entire story and doesn’t fail to mention your involvement) and comments on those videos are all like:
The way he lit up when he got to talk about her omg 🥹🥹
Why am I crying over a haircut this is so intimate
He is so in love with her it makes me sick 💔
Neither of you quite understand why this thing is going so viral bc it’s just a haircut?? But tbh it makes sense because being a famous comedian in this day and dating a famous 2000s actor who had stepped out of the spotlight for a bit gives something the young people and the adults so like yeah
Then low-key I can see it becoming a bit. Like Marcello posts a selfie in a bald cap he had to wear for a sketch with the caption “she did mine too, want a refund…@y/nforreal” and then your other coworkers catch on…John ben and Martin all post up with the most insane wigs and caption “we asked @y/nforreal for low taper fades…this is what we got ” and you’re commenting on all them like ENOUGH this is MISINFORMATION
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