Believe in Yourself

- A Dominant or submissive can be any gender

- A Dominant or submissive can be any body type

- A Dominant or submissive can be any age above legal age

- Male identifying submissives are not, by default, ‘sissies’

- Female identifying submissives are not, by default, ‘little girls’

- Just because you’re not a submissive doesn’t make you a Dominant

- Just because you’re not a Dominant doesn’t make you a submissive

- Switches exist, and they’re amazing.

- BDSM is full of nuance: there isn’t only one way to do it

- D/S does not have to be a 24/7, 365 day thing

- A D/s relationship does not necessarily have to include bondage, humiliation, impact play, water sports, lactation training, forced orgasms, or ANYTHING YOU DON’T WANT IT TO.

Prompt: Soulmate AU where whatever song your soulmate listens to plays in your head as well.

Summary: Kells and the reader have learned how to tell what mood the other one is in based on what music they listen to, and learn to help each other as best they can without words.

Note: This is set right before the release of Hotel Diablo, because Roulette being unreleased is a little key to the story. Also, yes I know, homegirl here is going to miss all the signs but bear with me, she eventually get the message.

Thank you to @mgkvevo for letting me use this prompt and encouraging me to write it for Kells! Requests are still open and I love AU’s.

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Finding your soulmate. Some believed in it, some believed in there being love for everyone but not being soulmates, and some didn’t believe in any of it. In our world, there isn’t a clear way to define who your soulmate is. It’s a lot easier than it used to be, where there was no help, but each person now had a different way of knowing.

For example, my mother and father met because they had a timer behind their eyes. They would know the exact second that they would meet their soulmate, and when it hit 00:00, they knew they found each other. My sister and her fiancé met because they were both born with matching tattoos on their wrist. It was cute. Just a small elephant holding a balloon.

Request: look, i'm in the mood for a soft kells fluff. anything u got, hit me. i'm so in love w this mans

Summary: Reader and Kells spend a nice rainy day in bed, cuddled up watching old movies.

Note: I’ve never related to an ask so much in my fucking life and I’m crying writing this. God help us all.

Tags: @cuntlord0606 @ghostravee

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The rain gently tapped against the windows outside, and Kells and I both had our phones turned off. Casie laid between the two of us as we watched The Breakfast Club (Kells’ defense being “it’s no worse than her listening to my music”). It had been an 80’s movie marathon all day, going from Grease, to Dirty Dancing, to Pretty in Pink.

My head rested on his shoulder while Casie laid between the two of us, her head on his stomach and her long legs, true to the Baker blood, laid across min, while his and I’s hands met in the middle across Casie’s stomach. None of us spoke, just laughed along to the movie and answered any questions Casie had… okay we lied a lot but she’s only 10, we’re not going to ruin the child’s innocence.

Truth be told, this was the quietest things had been in a while. With Kells about to go on tour right after getting back from one tour, it had caused quite a lot of tense energy. We had gotten into a couple arguments, and with both of us being as hot headed and quick tempered as we were, it escalated quickly. We had to both take time to calm down and we both realized what was important to both of us; Casie and each other.

Even if I was only her step mom, she was a big spot in my heart – taking up the same amount of space Colson had. Neither of us wanted to lose each other so we pushed past our issues, worked out a schedule that worked for both of us, and worked out another schedule to keep Casie involved, too.

A loud clap of thunder rang through the house, causing all three of us to jump, though we went back to watching the movie seconds later. I felt Kells move his head and turned my head to look up at him.

“I love you, so much.” He whispered, kissing the side of my head.

“I love you, too.” I whispered back, returning the kiss to his stubble and laying my head back on his shoulder.

“I’ll never regret putting that rock on your hand, making you Casie’s step mom, or trusting you.” Even in the bad times, we knew we had each other’s backs against the world.

“You two are gross. I’m trying to watch the movie.” Casie spoke up, making both of us laugh.

“Hush, kid. We’re being quiet now.” Kells said, settling back down as we turned our attention back to the movie.

Prompt: “I’m egging your house for a dare but your parent is a cop and they’re yelling at me so I told them you were my ex and you wronged me and now you’re coming outside please go along with this I don’t want to go to jail”

Summary: Kells is caught egging your house, you notice when you mother has him in handcuffs. Ass-saving ensues.

Note: This is an AU where Kells isn’t famous. I am also high as a kite when I wrote this, so I’m sorry in advance.

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2:47. Who or what in their right mind was hitting shit against your house at 2:47?

You walked over to the window in your room and saw the porch lights on with your mother tackling some blond kid to the ground. You made your way over to the stairs and walked down and towards the front door, chuckling as you saw your 5’4 mother picking up an extremely tall and lank man.

part one   part two   part three   part four   part five

word count: 1828

request?: no

description: you finally meet the number one lady in colson’s life

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing, other than that hella fluff

You and Colson stood in shock. Hailie looked between the two of you, unsure of what to say herself. Realizing the danger of the situation, Colson pulled away from you.

“I should go,” he told you. “I’ll see you around.”

He offered you a small smile and mouthed an apology. You smiled back and shook your head, it wasn’t his fault. He seemed reluctant to leave, but you both knew it was best if he did. The minute he turned and started walking away, Hailie approached you with a million questions.

“Was that who I think it was?” she asked. “Is that the mystery guy you’ve been talking to? For how long?”

“Hailie!” you exclaimed, feeling overwhelmed with her questioning. You felt tears run down your cheeks from the worry you were now feeling. Hailie looked at you and her face softened. She wrapped you into a hug, allowing you to let your tears and worry out.

When you both finally pulled away, you unlocked your apartment and let Hailie in. You were hoping to move past the whole scene outside, almost wishing Hailie would let it go. But you knew this wasn’t just something to “let go”. You had been caught kissing the Mathers family enemy number one. You knew Hailie had a million questions, and you knew you’d have to answer them eventually.

So, you told Hailie everything; how you had met Colson, how you had started a secret friendship that resulted in your date that night. You decided not to mention that he had spent the night and slept in your bed.

Hailie listened to it everything you had to say in silence, nodding along every now and then. When you finished, you waited for her reaction. She didn’t really say anything at first, just looked at you as she processed everything you had said. Finally, she said, “Do you really like him, (Y/N)?”

You nodded. “I do. I think I could…I could possibly love him…maybe.” You looked down at your lap. “Are you mad at me?”

Hailie chuckled. “(Y/N), no! Of course not, I could never be! I mean, I don’t exactly like MGK all that much, but if you do I won’t get between the both of you. I just want you to be happy.”

“He’s so much nicer than how he portrays himself in public,” you tell her. “Or how the media portrays him I guess. He says he regrets what he tweeted, and he knows it was wrong. He says he wants to put this whole beef with dad aside if it means not hurting me.”

Hailie raised an eyebrow. “Are you planning on telling dad?”

That was a good question. Of course, the answer at that moment was “fuck no”. You didn’t want your dad to know about this at all. His reaction definitely would not be as understanding at Hailie’s. Not at first, anyways. But you also knew that eventually you would have to tell him. Colson was famous, which meant it was only a matter of time before the paparazzi started picturing you two together, before fans started to notice the two of you out together, or before Colson wanted to take you places a bit more public than just around your small town in Detroit.

Finally, you responded, “I will at some point. I know I have to. But not just yet. Not until I know how serious things are going to be between us.”

Hailie nodded. “Okay. I promise I won’t say a word to him.”

You smiled gratefully. “Thank you so much, Hails.”

Hailie smiled back and gave you a hug. You felt extremely grateful to have such an understanding sister like her.

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Weeks came and passed. Colson had gone home to work on his next album, but made sure to keep in touch. He called you at least once a day, and would Facetime you at least twice a day. You thought a long distance relationship would be hard, but with Colson it didn’t feel like there was that much distance between you. Maybe it was the long distance friendship at first that made it so easy to be in a long distance relationship, or maybe it just meant you were meant to be with one another, no matter what.

About a month after he had left, you woke up to your phone ringing. You smiled when you saw Colson’s name appear on your screen.

“Good morning,” you greeted when you answered.

“Morning, babe,” Colson responded. He still sounded tired, and you knew he was having trouble sleeping again. You wished there was more you could do, the one thing about the distance that bugged you. “I have a surprise.”

“A surprise?” you asked. “What is it?”

“I can’t tell you, or else it won’t be a surprise.”

You giggled. “Okay, well when will I get this surprise then?”

Colson hummed like he was thinking, and you could almost picture him putting on a mock thinking face. “I guess I could tell you now, so that I won’t just show up on your doorstep unannounced and shock you too bad or anything.”

Your eyes widened, although you knew Colson couldn’t see you. “Wait, show up on my doorstep? Colson, are you coming back to visit?!”

“I guess the cat’s out of the bag,” he said. “We’re catching a flight this afternoon, we should be there sometime tonight but it’ll be late. I might not see you till tomorrow morning.”

“Wait, we?” you asked. “Is…are you…”

“I’m bringing Casie,” he confirmed. “I’ve told her a lot about you. She’s excited to meet you.”

You were suddenly feeling nervous. You were going to meet Colson’s daughter, his number one girl. You wanted to make a good impression on her. You knew her opinion meant the world to Colson.

“Stop worrying,” Colson said after you had been silent for so long. “She’ll love you, babe.”

You weren’t sure you believed him. “Okay. Do you guys want to go out for breakfast tomorrow? There’s a great breakfast place in town we can go to.”

“You’re cheating on our diner?” Colson asked. You couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Sounds good to me. I’m renting a car, I’ll pick you up around 9?”

“That’s perfect. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow, babe.”

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The next morning you felt more nervous than you had on yours and Colson’s first date. This felt like the first big step in your relationship, and it really was a massive step. You wanted Casie to like you. You didn’t want to be the thing that got between them if she didn’t.

You were sat on your front step waiting for Colson. You were too anxious to just sit around in your apartment. You felt like you needed some fresh air to keep yourself from passing out with nervousness. When his rental car pulled up, your stomach leaped with both excitement and nervousness.

Colson was smiling when you got in the car. You couldn’t contain your smile as you got into the car. He wasted no time in cupping your face in his hand and kissing you with so much passion your head felt like it was spinning. You both only stopped when a slightly disgusted voice in the backseat exclaimed, “Ew, dad!”

You turned around to see Casie sat behind you, looking at a tablet watching something. She looked between the both of you with slight disgust, the usual reaction of a child seeing their parent showing PDA.

“Sorry, Cas,” Colson chuckled. “This is the girl I was telling you about, (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Casie, my number one.”

Casie smiled at you. “Hi!”

“Hi Casie,” you said, trying to remain calm. “Your dad has told me a lot about you. I’m glad to finally get to meet you.”

“Dad’s told me a lot about you, too,” Casie said. “Frankly, he doesn’t shut up about you.”

Colson’s face turned red as he awkwardly chuckled, putting the car in drive and starting for the breakfast place. You gave him the directions, which was the only conversation that was happening in the car for a while. You weren’t really sure what to say. What were you supposed to ask a 10 year old?

The three of you arrived to the place in no time and walked in. You got a booth as far away from anyone else as possible, as not to risk running into anyone who would recognize Colson, or any of your family.

The meal started with mainly Colson talking, telling you about his new album and how he already had some songs ready for you to listen to. He was so excited about it, giddy like a kid on their birthday. Then he would talk to Casie for a bit, asking her about back home and her friends and such. When the conversation died down a little bit, he excused himself to the bathroom.

Casie looked up at you. You gave her a small, awkward smile, unsure of what you were supposed to say.

“Dad says your dad is famous, too,” she said.

“He is,” you said. “A rapper, too, actually. He’s uh…he’s pretty famous.”

“So you know how much of a pain in the ass it is to be the kid of a famous person.”

You couldn’t help but laugh then. Casie did, too. “Yeah, I definitely understand. Luckily, I grew up in Detroit and there wasn’t many paparazzi running around, but there was plenty of fake people trying to get close to me just for my dad.”

“See, I have the opposite of that,” Casie said. “Some people in my grade are fans of my dad, and they just ask me about him constantly. But a lot of them are not his fans at all. They say stuff about him all the time to try and get a rise out of me. I almost got expelled once for punching a guy for bad mouthing him.”

You winced. “Really? That’s awful. I honestly can’t imagine what I’d do if someone bad mouthed my dad to my face. Probably just the same, but I wouldn’t stop after one punch.”

Casie nodded. “Dad really likes you. You’re the first girl he’s been with that makes him as happy as you do.”

You felt your face heat up a little bit at the confession. “Really?”

She nodded again. “Yeah. He’s like, extra happy. Always smiling, especially when you text him. He couldn’t wait to get a break from the album so he could see you again.”

You really didn’t know how to respond. Lucky for you, Colson responded before you had to. He slid into the booth next to you, putting his arm around you almost immediately.

“What did I miss?” he asked you both.

You and Casie looked at each other, secret smiles on both of your faces. At the same time, you both responded, “Nothing.”

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You know two years ago when I really got into MGK, I was looking for any excuse to write fanfic, needless to say I made it

For the two biggest MGK hoes I know @rogers-wristbands and @justsomehottrash

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