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life is strange
uconn wbb pt. 2
outer banks
juju watkins
1k celly
lsu wbb
alysa liu
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from now (06-04-26) to whenever i stop writing fanfics, reader will always be plus size! i barely ever see representation for plus size women in lots fandoms, so i am taking it on myself to do it
will write: smut, fluff, homophobia (if it’s based in the 60s-80s there will be homophobia) racism (same as homophobia), angst
wont write: sexual assault, incest, death, pedophilia, bodily fluid kinks (besides dacryphilia or cum)
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will write: girl x girl, girl x boy, threesomes
wont write: boy x boy (not bc im homophobic or anything, i just don’t know how to write for it because i am a woman), anything higher than 3 people in a relationship
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contains: unprotected sex (wrap yo willy don’t be silly), breeding/impregnation if you squint, dirty talk, baby talk, praise, established relationship, mutual pining, marlon refers to himself as daddy (only twice), reader is called baby doll
notes: i think marlon is tew fine so he deserves some fics too
you slowly paced back and forth on your balcony holding the heavy base of the rotary phone in one hand and pressing the handset tightly to your ear.
you listened to the phone closely as it rang, you desperately hoped, desired and anticipated to hear your loves voice come from the other end of the line
Finally, the line clicked. “Hello?” It was him.
“Marlon?” you breathed. “baby doll is that you?”
the nickname made your face light up as you smiled softly “yeah sweetheart it’s me”
you heard him chuckle “i’m sorry if i’m calling so late where ever you are, i miss you so much and i just wanted to hear his voice” you said
“No, baby, it’s not late here don’t worry about that,” Marlon replied softly. “I miss you too and hearing your sweet voice is the best part of my day.” “how much do you miss me” you teased
“I miss you so much it’s ridiculous,” he admitted. “the guys keep telling me I’m distracted, every five minutes I’m talking about you or looking at your picture like i’m in la la land.” you laughed, shaking your head.
“oh really ?” you asked twirling the phone cord in with fingers
“Mhm. I can’t wait to show you all the gifts I got you,” he murmured, his voice dropping lower and more intimate. “But mostly, I can’t wait to show you how much I missed you. How much I miss looking into them beautiful eyes... especially how they look when that pretty mouth is wrapped around my-“
“Marlon!” you gasped softly, a blush rushing to your cheeks as you looked around the empty balcony, suddenly shy.
“I’m serious, baby doll... soon as I get home.”
“when will you be coming home?” you pleaded, the longing creeping back into your voice. “soon." “how soon?” you could practically hear the smirk on his face as he whispered, “you’ll see.”
4 days later
down the hall, the faint, metallic click of a key turning in the front door lock didn't even register in your slumber.
Marlon stepped into the quiet apartment, setting his duffel bags down by the door with practiced quietness. he was exhausted from the travel, but the second he smelled the familiar scent of home, and you, the fatigue seemed to melt away. he didn't care what time it was. he couldn't wait until morning.
he tiptoed through the hall, his heart doing that same familiar flutter you had felt earlier on the balcony.
when he pushed your bedroom door open, the moonlight was streaming through the window, perfectly illuminating you tangled in the sheets.
Marlon froze for a second, just taking you in. A soft, breathless smile spread across his face.
moving like a shadow, he shed his heavy jacket and shoes. the mattress dipped slightly as he carefully climbed into bed beside you. he didn't want to startle you, but he couldn't resist sliding an arm around your waist, pulling your back flush against his chest. his chin rested gently in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin.
the sudden shift in warmth and the familiar, intoxicating scent of his cologne slowly pulled you from your deep sleep. uou stirred, blinking heavily against the darkness. “Marlon...?” you whispered, your voice thick with sleep, wondering if you were still dreaming.
“I told you it would be soon, baby doll” he murmured against your skin
realization hit you all at once. you spun around in his arms, your eyes widening as they locked onto his dark, loving eyes. “your really here” you breathed, a radiant smile breaking across your face as your hands flew up to cup his face.
“I'm really here” Marlon chuckled softly, leaning into your touch and kissing the palm of your hand. “I'm home.”
the reality of him being there washed over you in a wave of pure emotion. without a second thought, you threw your arms around his neck, burying your face into the crook of his shoulder. he held you tight, his large hands firmly against your back, pulling you so close that there wasn’t a single inch of space left between you.
“I missed you so much” you murmured, your voice cracking slightly with how deeply you meant it. “you have no idea.” Marlon buried his face in your curls, inhaling deeply. “I know, baby. I know. I felt it every single day” he slowly pulled back just enough to look at you, his gaze shifting down to take you in. In the soft moonlight filtering through the window, you looked like an absolute dream. You were wearing that soft, pale pink babydoll nightgown and the sheer, flowy fabric made you look incredibly beautiful and ethereal in the dim light. the little ribbon detail caught the moonlight as your chest rose and fell with your shallow breaths.
Marlon’s eyes softened completely, filled with a deep, hopeless devotion. “look at you,” he whispered, his thumb gently tracing your jawline before sliding down to rest against the skin of your collarbone. “you look so beautiful, doll. I swear, thinking about you in this house is the only thing that kept me going”
“you really mean that?” you asked, your heart swelling to the brim, your eyes locked onto his.
“with everything I’ve got” he swore softly
he leaned down, pressing a tender, lingering kiss to your forehead, then to your eyelids, and then to the tip of your nose, making you giggle softly. but the playful mood shifted instantly when his gaze fell to your lips, the very ones he had been dreaming about across miles of distance.
“now come here” he murmured, his voice dropping into a low, rumbling caress. “let me show you exactly what I meant on the phone” Marlon cupped both sides of your face, his fingers tangling into your hair as he tilted your head up. when his lips finally met yours, a soft gasp escaped you, and he used the moment to deepen the kiss completely.
It wasn't a rushed kiss, it was deep, slow, and overflowing with months of built-up longing.
his lips were warm and demanding, yet incredibly sweet, tasting exactly like the comfort you had been craving. you melted entirely against him, your hands moving from his chest up to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his shirt as if you were afraid he might disappear if you let go.
he groaned softly into the kiss, the sound vibrating right through your chest. one of his hands slid down from your face, wrapping securely around your waist to lift you slightly, pulling your body completely against his chest with you now on top straddling him.
every breath became shared, every touch electric. Marlon kissed you like you were his entire world, tilting his head to lose himself completely in the rhythm of your lips. It was deep, intoxicating, and utterly sappy
the shared breath between you morphed into pure heat. Impatient and aching to feel his weight, you broke the kiss just long enough to shift, pulling your lace panties to the side “you feel that? that’s how much i missed you”
the delicate, ruffled fabric of your pink nightgown bunched up around your hips revealing your now wet slit. Marlon’s hands instantly gripped your waist as he looked up at you with devotion and love.
“god, look at you” Marlon choked out, his hands sliding up and down on your hips. “your so beautiful like this, baby doll”
“I missed you too much” you whispered breathlessly, sliding your hips against his in a slow, torturous rhythm to show him exactly how much you'd craved him.
Marlon threw his head back, his chest heaving as your movement completely tore through his self-control. he pulled you down against his chest, his warm breath sliding right against your ear.
“you feel so good... so warm and wet” he groaned, his voice a deep, raspy whisper. he tilted your chin up, looking into your eyes with pure, unadulterated love. “you look so perfect right now. It makes me want to lock us in this room, keep you right here, and put a baby in you. make you entirely mine.”
the sheer intensity of his words made your heart flip, a delicious warmth spreading all the way to your toes. leaning down, you sealed your lips against his once more, losing yourselves in a deep, breathless kiss.
“you want to do that, baby doll?” he murmured, against your lips. “you want me to put a baby in you?”
“yes” you whispered instantly, the word leaving your lips without a shred of hesitation.
hearing your answer completely undid him. Marlon reached down, quickly freeing his himself from his pants. you adjusted yourself, lifting your hips just enough before slowly lowering your weight, guiding him inside. you let out a soft, trembling gasp as he filled you completely, the sheer sensation of finally being connected after so much time away sending a wave of intense pleasure through your entire body.
you immediately began to ride him slowly, your movements urgent and full of the longing you’d carried for weeks. but Marlon wanted more. his large hands locked securely onto your hips, his grip firm and possessive as he took over the rhythm.
“I've got you, baby” he said softly, lifting you slightly and then pulling you down, beginning to bounce you up and down on his cock.
your soft moans, the sound of skin slapping and the headboard hitting the wall were the only sounds to be heard throughout the apartment and Marlon loved it
“that’s right baby doll, take all this dick” he said thrusting deep into you
as you rode him, your head thrown back as you clung to his shoulders. every deep stroke had you crying out his name, your fingers digging into his skin.
Marlon looked up at you, his eyes dark with pure adoration and lust, watching the way your body beautifully arched over his. he picked up the pace, bouncing you faster and harder against him, completely determined to leave you breathless and full of his cum by the time he was done.
the raw sound of his name ripping from your throat only made him hit you harder. Marlon’s fingers dug bruised-deep into your hips, anchoring you to him as he kept bouncing you up and down, matching the rhythm of the heavy wood slamming against the wall.
“F-Marlon, please,” you whimpered, your body trembling
“Take it, baby doll. Take every single inch of your daddy” he grunted, slamming his hips up to meet you with a brutal, unrelenting depth. “I told you what I was gonna do soon as I got home. I'm filling you up so full of me you won't even remember what it feels like to be lonely.”
you cried out, your inside gripping him impossibly tight as you neared your peak. Marlon groaned at the sensation, his pace turning fast and frantic, his breath hot and heavy against your neck.
“feel how tight you are for me? so sweet and perfect” he panted, his hands lifting you higher just to drive you back down all the way to the base. “I’m putting a baby right inside this pretty little body”
the heat in the room reached a breaking point, your body entirely coiled with tension as Marlon drove you right to the edge. the rapid, wet friction and the heavy, rhythmic thud of the bed against the wall filled the room, completely drowning out everything else.
“Marlon, I'm-I'm close” you gasped, your fingers clawing at his shoulders as you tried to keep up with the bruising pace.
“come on then, baby doll, give it to me,” he commanded, his voice raw and heavy as he gripped your waist and gave a few final, devastatingly deep thrusts. “let it go for daddy. let me feel it.”
with a breathless cry, your body collapsed against his chest as you fell apart, your tightest muscles clamping down on him in a desperate, pulsing climax. the intense sensation instantly pushed Marlon over his own edge. he let out a low, gravelly groan, locking his arms tightly around you to hold you completely against him as he drove into you one last time, finally cumming deep inside you.
for several minutes, the only sound was the heavy, synchronized breathing of the two of you trying to catch your breath.
Marlon slowly collapsed back onto the pillows, pulling you right down with him and then wrapped the blankets securely over both of your shoulders. shifting you so your head rested perfectly on his chest, he began mindfully running his fingers through your damp curls, kissing the top of your head over and over again.
“I love you so much, baby doll” he whispered into the quiet dark, his heart beating a steady, comforting rhythm against your cheek.
NO BC WHEN K TELL YOU THE JACKIE FICS HAVE BEEN EATING !! now i need the jermaine, michael and marlon version of making them cum A LOT PLEASE
I GOT YOUUU! 🙂↕️ This picture is killing me 😭😭
A/N i’ve written something similar for Marlon already so I tried to change it upp, also im still editing. Enjoy 🤍
warnings: MDNI 18+, reader is obsessed and freaked out, cum eating, slightly dom reader for all, it’s basically back to back nutting i’m srry 💀
Marlon
“okay this time I’m for real baby” he looked over at your sad face “I gotta go i’m gonna be late!”
he attempted to sit up from the bed but you ran your hand down his chest making him freeze
“but you’ve been late before…”
you kissed him sloppily
“or is it that you don’t want to cum for me anymore? Someone else gonna get you to do it?”
you faked being offended, the way you put it on him you knew Marlon wasn’t thinking about anyone else.
he sighed and ran his hands down his face wondering if he would pass out from your antics.
“please just one more time, you can still make rehearsal!”
you faced away from him and got into another position, your back arching perfectly
you smiled, I didn’t take long for you to feel his hands on your ass
“Only because I’m addicted to doing what you say”
you felt him kneel behind you and move in with one quick motion. The sound alone made your toes curl.
“always feel so good” he shut his eyes tightly trying to last
you noticed this and started to fuck back
“please marlon! stop holdin’ out, you know how bad I need it”
that had him grabbing your hips to stop himself from falling over
when he came this time he whimpered your name along with praises that you never got tired of hearing. that’s how you knew he was really drained.
you clenched as you felt him start to drip down your folds, Marlon thought he was done when he pulled out but you didn’t miss the droplets still spilling from him and getting on your bedspread.
you quickly wipe it up with your fingers and put them to your mouth.
when you said you wanted all of it, you meant exactly that.
he looks at you in awe and shakes his head
“fuck rehearsal I’m going to sleep”
he chuckled and covered his head, “always the pretty girls that try to kill ya”
Michael
Michael’s hands went from being over his face to grabbing the bedsheet beneath him as you kissed the tip firm.
this made him close his eyes, watching you do this again was getting to be too much
“look at me mikeyy”
he opens his eyes and bites his lip
“That’s better” you smile
“just wanna see your face when you do it again…you can cum again right?”
he doesn’t miss a beat before nodding yes
“ ‘m close just looking at you like this”
“yeah?”
he nods again swallowing hard
“too pretty” you kiss the shaft “just like a magazine…”
you take his hand and hold it before putting it on the back of your head as you take him in your mouth.
He moaned loudly and tried his best to not thrust upward.
you took him from your mouth, spit coating your lips
“this time we’ll make sure it gets inside right?” your hand remained around him picking up the pace
he dropped his head back and whimpered
“yes mama, I promise”
you looked at your skirt on the floor which was covered in pretty white streaks
he followed your eyes to the mess, “baby I didn’t mean to ruin your clothes, was trying to save it but I couldn’t help myself…”
If you were in your right mind you would coo at his sincerity but you were too busy focusing on the pre cum glazing the knuckle of your pointer finger.
you made a quick decision to put him back in your mouth and take in as much as you could
“wait!” his hands flew to your hair tugging on it “I won’t be able to make it inside-“
your other hand found your clit and started rubbing fast circles
watching how lost in pleasure you were he had no more strength to stop the thick ropes from shooting into your mouth
your moaning made it worse better he could hardly think straight, but you had to make sure he was sucked dry
“perfect!” you got off your knees and sat in his lap.
your usual bubbly self was back, probably from getting your way.
you pouted as you looked at michael’s face
“you okay, handsome?”
“yeah,” he laughed tiredly “just don’t know how i’m gonna keep up with you when you’re like this”
“don’t worry too much,” you kiss his face all over “you know better than anyone that endurance is a skill!”
Jermaine
You couldn’t keep your hands off of him since he got home, eventually this led to your legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded you into the bed.
“i’ve been good, haven’t touched myself just so you can have all of it”
you giggle knowing your words from the last time you were intimate still played in his mind
“just like I asked for right?” you made yourself close tight around him
“y-yeah”
you cupped the side of his face and he sped up
“that’s why i’m sooo proud of you”
he groaned into your neck and you continued to offer praise
“you work so hard and deal with so much and still come home and fill me up-”
He cuts you off stuttering “t-that’s why ‘m gonna cum inside, make you more proud”
“you’re gonna be my good boy?” your nails started to circle his back
you didn’t hear Jermaine say anything coherent after that, other than whimpering your name.
he held you really still before he moved back and raised your legs for a better view of his cum already starting to spill out of you.
“love seeing you like that…” he kisses your forehead and gathered as much as he could with his fingers before pushing them back inside you.
You whine when he picks up the pace of his fingers before he takes them out and sucks on them
“you know, I can’t believe you get me to do this nasty stuff”
you pull him back down for a deep kiss, “oh please, you love it here”
warnings: smut (mdni,18+), unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap that willy), cursing, toe sucking, biting. i think thats everything.
author’s note: omgg ya girl just hit a little over 2300 followers on here🥹. for my og friends and my new ones, ya girl is forever grateful🫶🏾.
word count: 1000
how about a little music now?
let's hear some marvin gaye, ooh, ooh
marlon’s strong arms wrapped around your waist, his strong hands resting on your bottom as the two of you swayed to the marvin gaye song that spun on the vinyl.
your dangled arms at the nape of his neck, the scent of his sandalwood cologne filled your nostrils, slightly tranquilizing you with each breath you took. you didn’t want this night to end.
this was the first time in months you and marlon had more than ten minutes all to yourself.
you spend the first half of the evening dining at your favorite restaurant. marlon’s eyes lit up every time he saw your face. you could be just sitting and staring at each other and he would still be gawking over you like a teenage boy.
i wanna rock wit'cha, baby
all night long
after dinner, the two of you returned to his room at the hayvenhurst estate. marlon playing slow tunes, your bodies swaying together just as slow. occasionally, one of you sneaking in a kiss like the two of you were a forbidden teenage romance that your parents didn’t allow.
“i love you so much my love,” marlon said just above a whisper, his big brown pupils staring down into yours. you caressed his cheek before bringing his lips to yours, sharing a passionate kiss. everytime marlon’s lips touched yours, it felt like fireworks went off inside of your body.
“i love you more mar,” you playfully bit his bottom lip as your kiss concluded, earning you a playful smack on your bottom. your laid your head onto his chest, so close you could feel his heartbeat.
marlon pulled back from you he starting peeling off his clothes, one by one. ‘let’s get it on’ filled the room. you slowly began to peel off your clothes, kicking your heels off into the corner. you slid the straps to your dress down, watching it slowly slump to the floor.
you hopped onto the bed that sat in the center of the room, nothing but your black cheeky panties on. marlon, completely bare, prowled over to you, eyes full of hunger and lust as he looked you up and down from head to toe. he licked his lips before towering over you.
rock and roll and roll and rock
makin' sweet love, don't you ever stop
“fuck baby, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he moaned against your warm skin, his soft kisses trailing from your breast down to your navel.
his teeth grabbing the front of your panties, slowly pulling the up your legs until they reached your ankles. you moaned as his tongue swirled around your pedicured toes, taking each individual one into his mouth.
“fuck,” you mewed as his began to rub circles on your swollen clit, his index and middle fingers coated in your wet, sticky juices as they slowly pumped in and out of you. your tight, wet cunt clenching around his fingers, juices slowly trailing down into his palms.
he slowly began to stroke his hardened length before removing his fingers, bringing them into his mouth.
“you taste so fucking good baby,” he groaned as he began to tap his tip on your clit, your juices splashing and your moans filling the room as he hit your sensitive bundle of nerves. you ran your hands up and down his stomach, his chiseled abs shimmering in the moonlight that seeped into the window.
he slid his dick up and down your wet slit before slowly pushing himself inside if you, you bit the inside of your cheek as he stuffed you with his thick cock.
“that’s my pretty girl, you look so pretty taking all this dick,” marlon mewed as he leaned down closer to your ear, his arms holding your legs up on his broad shoulders, he pressed a kiss onto your plump lips, your moans filled his mouth as your tongues wrestled each other around.
“shit baby, you make me feel so good,” you moaned into his ear, your fingernails digging into his back, his thrusts were slow but deep, each stroke making the headboard knock against the white wall, the mattress slowly beginning to squeak.
you bucked your hips up slightly to try and match his pace. your words became more and more incoherent, marlon’s teeth slightly grazing at your neck, just harsh enough to leave marks and hickeys.
your body heat rose as a knot began to build at the pit of your stomach, marlon driving deeper and deeper inside of you, hitting your g-spot perfectly each time.
“you gonna cum for me huh? good girl give it to me.” you shook your head rapidly, his hips rolling and grinding into yours. you called out repeated mantras of his name as you pulsated around him rapidly, juices coating his throbbing dick, some spillage hitting the sheets.
you grabbed marlons face, your legs still shaking from your own orgasm. your eyes starring deeply into his big brown ones, sweat pouring from his hair. you watched his face intensely, getting even more turned on as you examined him. a little vein popping out of his forehead as his climax neared.
“fuck baby, i’m cumming,” he moaned loudly into your ear as he released his warm, sticky seed inside of you, whispering nothings and curse words into your ear as his body quivered on top of yours.
the two of you laid together as one before marlon rolled over next to you. he pulled your head onto his chest, your left leg draped over his waist as he covered the two of you with the comforter. you listened closely to his rapidly beating heart, the two of you still coming down from your highs. his hand rubbed up and down your back, your fingers drawing small circles onto his chest.
“this was the best day ever,” he said before kissing you on top of your head before the two of you drifted off to a deep slumber.
︎DISCLAIMER: This fanfiction is about real person/people in a fictional scenario. This is a purely creative work and is not meant to offend, or make anyone uncomfortable.
TW: this is all over the place, FLUFF
TAPE 1:
Silent whirring of the camara coming to life then flinching to meet the furrow gaze of Marlon before he flipped it forward. "Oh! it's on—quick Randy do it!" Coming through the speakers built into the camera, picking up the annoyed sigh of a fourteen-year-old Randy. "This is ridiculous, I'm not-" "Do it before I stuff you in the basketball hoop Ran'!" You threaten from your sit on the spinning stools in the kitchen.
"Aight, aight! Tape one of the Jackson Family's Videos plus the prissy boss girlfriend: (Name)." Randy snapped the clapperboard before sprinting off the couch followed by your own figure dashing across the camera after him.
The video then cut to Randy being stuck in the basketball hoop with his legs over the rim from the screen door leading backyard. "Baby how did you get him in there?" Marlon questioned from behind the camera, "don't worry 'bout it unless you want to go in there too Mar." "Yes ma'am..."
TAPE 2:
From across the pool the camera was zoomed in on your figure that was laid on one of the lounge chairs glistening in a bikini. "Maine you ain't slick!" Marlon yelled from a distance behind the camera, flip flops hitting the ground as he got closer to the culprit that was Jermaine.
"Recording my lady..." "I wasn't! She just happened to be in the best angle where I was recording a rainbow!" Jermaine protesting as the camera panned to him as he slowly backed deeper into the pool to avoid Marlon. "Maine... it's been 95 degrees all day, ain't been no damn rain!" Marlon factored, jumping into the pool to drown his brother—to which the camera caught.
TAPE 3:
The camera was propped up on the vase of flowers in the dimly lit kitchen as Marlon stepped back with slow steps to ensure it doesn't fall. You're standing in front of the oven, watching the brownies rise before a yawn made you squint. Snapping out of your drowsiness when Marlon attached himself to your back, chin resting on your shoulder to watch the brownies as well. Giggling from the lack of sleep and antics of your boyfriend, "Mar, y'know you are too tall for allat." "Please, ya' worried Ima blow my back out or somethin"?"
"Can you blame me? as you are the dancingest Jackson I wouldn't be surprised if you pulled something" you turned to face him, watching the growing smile on his face as he placed his hands on your hips. Making you both sway a little. "Oh, you got jokes huh?" He leaned closer to your face, eyes lidding. "Mhm" you hummed leaning your head closer while wrapping your arms around his neck to rub circles to the nape of his fro.
Breaking apart as the blinding lights of the kitchen came on along with male laughing. Seeing the rest of the Jackson brothers at the opening of the kitchen pointing and laughing at the sappy scene as Michael giggled behind his own camera. "Marlon you're so tall!" Randy mocked in a high-pitched voice far from yours while pretending to make out with someone with his back turned.
This made the other laugh louder which only made Marlon shake his head with the camera in hand. Only smirking when you grab the slide you were wearing and threw it at his back. "Well at least he has someone to kiss, all y'all got are some pillows!" You shooed them off, turning to face the camera and say something before Tito came back. "We're still getting a piece, right?" The camera panned to you for a response, and with defeated jump of your shoulders and an eye roll—
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A/N: absolutely nobody asked me for this but I was just thinking…
Warning: Spit/chewed gum mention
PervyBsf!Marlon always offers to throw your trash away! Like the gum that you were chewing lost its flavor ): no worries! Spit it out in his hand and he’ll throw it out take care of it.
“Since when did you get gum?”
“I had my own pack…”
His tongue traced over the grooves your teeth left behind in the bland mint ball. As long as he was tasting you it wasn’t gross. Right?
PervyBsf!Marlon loves making you laugh so it’s not out of the ordinary for his hands to tickle your sides. He only grabbed your boobs because you were squirming. Honest.
PervyBsf!Marlon does the right thing and offers himself up for kissing lessons.
“my lips are big so it’d be easier for you to learn on me”
“I don’t think that makes a difference Mar”
“it does! I’ll just have to show you”
PervyBsf!Marlon wants you to feel good and happy all the time so when it comes up that you were nervous to get yourself off he immediately offered to help.
“You could lay on your stomach but i’d be able to see better on your back”
“Like this?”
He shifted and unbuttoned his jeans
“yeah, that’s perfect! Now just do what comes naturally…”
every single day i check the #marlon jackson x reader tag in hopes that someone posted anything abt him (please I'll take every crumb bc I'm VERY hungry for that man) (smut or fluff idrc)
Summary: Jermajesty using his advantage knowing you have a praise kink.
Jermajesty knew his shy girl loved being praised. The way you clench on around his dick and getting more wetter has made Jermajesty ego higher.
You and Jermajesty were in y'all shared bedroom. You where on top on Jermajesty lap, making out till you grabbed his dick waiting for a approval.
Jermajesty looked up and had smug look on his face. “go on, use me baby” you rock your hips forward, letting out a soft gasp at how deep he was inside of you.
You wrap your arms around his neck, whimpering. "That's it mama take this dick." He said groaning and knowing that was going to have an effect on you.
You bury your face in his neck, clenching at his words. His hands grip your hips, guiding your movements."Mmm you love it when I talk to you like this huh? Clenching my dick so hard pretty girl."
You moaned before you answered "y-yes I love it." His pace started to get faster when he saw your face in pleasure. "I know you do baby."
You wined at that, your pussy making wet sounds and you moaning his name, as his pace hitting your g-spot. "F-fuck bae you f-feel so g-good inside me" you said as you rolled your eyes back. "Yeah? your so tight for me angel” he said moaning.
"Your such a good girl taking all of me baby" The way he's praising you and the sound of him going in and out of you makes you close. "Baby... I-im close."
"I know mama cum all over this dick for me" "The praise made you wine, cummed all over his dick. He slowed down his pace as cummed as well and pulled you in for a desperate kiss while still being inside.
You both pulled away, catching y'all's breath. "You okay mama?" He asked making sure you weren't hurt. You nodded shyly "yes I'm okay" He smiled.
"Good." He pulled out of you and pick you up to the bathroom. "Let's clean you up my shy girl."
summary: What started as a casual fantasy turns into a competition when Jaafar, Randy Jr., and Jermajesty finally get you to reveal of your private desires
contains: some freaky shit idk yet
notes: the streets have been asking for this one so take the prologue for now and prepare yourself for pure smut in the future
the original plan was to spend 4 days with your large friend group at a beach house for no particular reason but due to some situations 3 of your friends canceled last minute, after the bnb was paid for so you and the 3 Jackson brothers decided to continue you on with the trip
after hours of driving, unpacking and greeting the brothers one by one as they arrived the 4 of you decided to sit around the fire and play a drunk game of truth or dare
“okay y/n, truth or dare” jermajesty started“truth” “i heard from the grape vine that you’ve thought about fucking us, is that true” your eyes fluttered to the three of them
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I was stuck between making the boyfriend Jermaine or Jackie.
backstory: reader and jermaine have been dating but she's secretly been seeing marlon.
warnings: toxic, reader is a manipulator and crazy, love triangle, slight smut, reader is crazy, reader is toxic, reader is crazy, did i mention that reader is crazy, cheating, jermaine will need therapy.
divider creds: @strangergraphics
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You knew you were living wrong. Dating one brother but flirting with the other. And Jermaine called it. He called you out so many times for it. But all you had to do was reassure him and he’d forget all about it.
At this point, you’re convinced you just need two boyfriends.
Marlon knew it too. The stolen glances, the quick make out sessions while Jermaine was in the bathroom, the secret dates. He wanted you. Jermaine knew he did.
-
At first, it was sweet encounters between you and Marlon.
You walked into the house with bags of groceries on your arms. Jermaine's eyes were still glued to the television. Marlon hops up out of his seat to help you out.
"What a gentleman," you say, loud enough for Jermaine to hear. Marlon chuckles and helps you put away the groceries.
-
Marlon saw how Jermaine shrugged it off so he got bolder.
You were sitting poolside in the tiniest bikini, Marlon made his move.
"You look gorgeous today," Marlon says. You lift your sunglasses to meet his flirty stare.
"Thank you, Marlon," you softly say. He takes this as an invitation. He sits down on the lounge chair and lets his hand rest on your bare leg.
"I would treat you better than Jermaine," he boldly admits.
"Really," you humor him.
"I promise," he says.
"Prove it," you say, you lower your sunglasses back down to your eyes.
-
Or this one time when it was supposed to be a family appropriate dinner for everyone to come together. Marlon kept shooting you looks across the table which turned to him bending you over the bathroom counter top. Jermaine obviously had questions.
"Why did you leave in the middle of dinner?" Jermaine asks on the car ride back to your house.
"I wasn't feeling too well," you lie.
"You barely touched your food though," Jermaine says.
"Because I wasn't feeling well," you say.
-
You’re sitting at your vanity doing touch-ups on your makeup, Jermaine hovers over you.
“I don’t like you talking to Marlon!” Jermaine says out of the blue
“You don’t like me talking to your brother?” you ask.
“You know what, no! I don't.” Jermaine says sternly.
“That’s stupid, Jermaine,” you giggle.
“What’s stupid is how you think I don’t see how you look at Marlon,” he says seriously.
You freeze, dropping the makeup brush before turning to him. You’ve been caught. But you’re also an extremely smart girl.
You burst out into tears.
Jermaine’s stare softens.
“Baby-,” Jermaine starts, a hand grabbing your shoulder but you shrug him off.
“Did you just call me stupid!” you shout in between sobs.
“Baby, I didn’t mean it like that,” Jermaine says.
“You think I’m stupid!” you continue to cry, real tears falling down. He rushes to your side to hold you. You sob into his neck.
“I’m sorry! I was just jealous, you can keep talking to him,” he says.
-
Jermaine pumps in and out of you. You clench the sheets because it shocked you, forgetting that you have to fake your moans.
“I wanna hear you baby,” he says. You cringe at his words. He pulls your hair back and squeezes your hips.
“Mhmm,” you say in a monotone.
“That’s right,” he moans, louder than you.
You visibly get icked out, rolling your eyes.
Once it’s all done you climb from under him and put on your clothes.
“Where you going?” Jermaine asks.
“I’m hungry,” you flatly say.
“After that meal I gave you,”
You scoff.
“You’re so funny!” you say, putting your skirt back on and turning around. “Let’s go eat.”
He quickly puts his clothes back on and walks out of the room with you. You both walk downstairs.
“Hey love birds,” Tito says without looking up from the daily newspaper.
“Hey Tito,” you both say in sync.
“Hey Marlon,” you say.
“Hey Y/N,” he responds. Jermaine occupies himself with something, you sneak over to Marlon’s side.
“What’s up?” you ask
“What do you mean?” Marlon asks.
“No hey beautiful or hey sunshine?” you say. “Just hey Y/N,” you mock his voice.
“Yeah, just hey Y/N,” Marlon repeats.
“How come?” you ask.
“No reason,” he answers nonchalantly. You look around to see if Jermaine is looking.
“Did Jermaine say something to you?!” you whisper
“I'm tired of doing the back and forth with him,” Marlon explains. “Pick one.”
You roll your eyes.
“Whatever Marlon!” you say. “You’re not bigger than the program,”
He shrugs his shoulders making you roll your eyes once more
“Don’t be mad love, you got a perfectly fine boyfriend over there,” Marlon says cheekily.
Jermaine walks over to you and Marlon.
“What are you two talking about?” he asks. You look in between Jermaine and Marlon to see your boyfriend mean mugging Marlon.
“Nothing babe,” you answer, eyes still looking at Marlon before looking at Jermaine.
“I figured,” Jermaine says.
Marlon shakes his head and laugh.
“Y'all have fun,” Marlon says and walks off.
-
You once overheard Jermaine and Marlon arguing about it. You can’t sit there and lie and say you weren’t liking it.
“Stop flirting with my girlfriend,” Jermaine shouts
“I’m not flirting!” Marlon says.
“Yes you are! That is my lady,” Jermaine says.
“Then why she always all up on me,” Marlon yells.
“Marlon, shut up,” Jermaine yells, you hear the sound of something clashing.
“Do whatever you need to do,” Marlon laughs. “Keep her on a leash if necessary,”
-
He’d never be able to make you feel this way
“Never” you groan. Marlon tightens the grip around your neck. You snuck out from Jermaine’s room and into Marlon’s.
After all of that, Jermaine starts to question you.
“Why did I hear groans coming from Marlon’s room?” Jermaine asks you.
“How would I know?” you answer bluntly. You remove your earrings and climb underneath the covers, attempting to cuddle him.
“I saw you walk in and I saw you walk out,” he says. You pause before tracing shapes on his abs.
“No, you didn’t,” you say. Jermaine’s eyebrows raises.
“What do you mean, I didn’t?” he asks.
“You didn’t see me do that,” you clarify.
“Yes I did,” he says.
“No, I was never in his room,” you lie.
“I saw you walk in and out,” he says.
“Nuh uh,” you say, shutting him up, taking your tongue out of your mouth. You lick starting from his neck and leading to his belly button.
“Y/N,” Jermaine says.
“Mhm?” you mumble, still kissing his skin.
“I saw you,” he reminds you.
“Nah,” you say, slipping your hand in his pants. “You saw wrong baby, you know I would never ever do something like that,” you say in the sweetest voice.
-
“He’s catching on to us,” Marlon says.
“Please,” you start. “Sure he is,” you tease. You climb on top of Marlon’s lap and remove his shirt.
“When will you let me take you out on a proper dinner date?” Marlon asks.
“Whenever I’m ready,” you say, grinding into his crotch. He groans and lets his head fall back. “Don’t give up on me now,”
“I’d never,” he sighs, his hands snake around your hips and grip your butt. “I’m in love with you,”
Jermaine busts into the room.
“See! I knew it!” Jermaine yells.
You hop up from Marlon’s lap so quickly and fix your shorts. Marlon gasps out of shock.
“Jermaine!” you say, shocked. If this was a cartoon, he’d have smoke coming out of his ears.
“What is wrong with you?!” Jermaine shouts. “You’re cheating on me, Y/N!”
“I wasn’t cheating, I was just lonely!” you defend, Marlon’s head whips towards you.
“You were kissing him,” Jermaine accuses.
“I was just sharing my love!” you lie. Jermaine chuckles.
“Please don’t humor me,” he laughs, rolling his eyes. You look in between Jermaine and Marlon.
“Why do you hate me?!” you blurt. Jermaine tilts his head in confusion.
“I don’t hate you,” Jermaine says.
“Yes, you do!” you accuse. “You’re screaming!” you add.
“Y/N!” Jermaine shouts.
“You know I hate it when you scream!” you continue. Here come the waterworks.
Jermaine runs a hand over his face
“Okay look, I’m sorry,” Jermaine says softer.
“No! You’re so rude,” you continue.
He walks over to you in an attempt to console you. Marlon watches the scene as it unfolds.
“Baby.” Jermaine starts.
“You always treat me this way!” you yell.
“Baby,” Jermaine says, hands reaching out to you.
“No! I’m so sick of it.” you complain, wiping away your tears. Marlon is still on the sofa shirtless. You’re really good at this.
“Baby, I’m sorry. You’re right,” Jermaine says, holding you closer.
“I just want to be left alone! Please leave,” you ask, turning your back on him.
“Okay, I’ll go,” Jermaine agrees and he walks out the bedroom.
You quickly wipe your tears and are right back next to Marlon.
“Works every time,”
-
“We should break up," Jermaine says.
“What?” you ask, your head whips towards him. What did he say?
You’re in shock, you can barely move your mouth to speak.
“Maine,” you say.
“I know about you and Marlon, Y/N,” he says. No pet name, no sweet words, he was serious.
“Maine,” you try again.
"I've seen it for the past months and I'm sick of you acting like I'm crazy," Jermaine vents. "Every time I looked at you, you were looking at him,"
“I can’t believe you and I can’t believe him,” he stands up from the sand and grabs his things.
“Jermaine! Don’t go,” you try but he’s already walking away. “Are you just gonna leave me here?!” you yell after him.
“Have Marlon take you home!” He shouts back.
You start to cuss him out, calling him every name in the book until he gets into the car and drives away. You fall to your knees and break down.
After the breakdown, you use the nearest pay phone and call Marlon’s number. He’s at your side in seconds. Marlon holds you tightly, whispering into your ear.
“It’s going to be okay,” he says. You sob more into his chest. “He doesn’t deserve you.”
“He knows, Marlon,” you sob.
“That doesn’t change the way I feel about you,” Marlon admits. He holds you tighter, leading you to his car. You hop in and he drives.
Tears keep rolling down your face.
“Look on the bright side,” Marlon says. “Now we don’t have to hide,” he adds.
You wipe a loose tear and look over at him.
“You’re right,” you laugh softly. He looks over at you with a smile and back to the road.
"Michael invited me to a club,” Marlon says. “Before we go, we can go on that picnic date by the grand fountain that you’ve always wanted.” Marlon suggests.
You reach over and squeeze his thigh. You then turn your head and look out the window.
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Hi girls, i’m back on my jermajesty bs did you miss me? may i present to the class pervy!Jermajesty? MDNI +18
(warning: daddy use IM SORRY, SUE ME)
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty is definitely a panty thief. But you see, he likes them a certain way, he loves fingering you through your panties, making them almost completely soaked in your arousal that’s when he steals them. So when you’re away he puts them to his face and smells them while jerking off <3
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty loves watching you shower, you’re not even doing anything slightly sexual at all, but the way you look? all soapy, dripping wet? fuck he could slide right into you
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty does not give a fuck if anyone hears you having sex, in fact is probably one of his favorite things ever, getting you to the point of screaming and everyone hearing, whenever he goes downstairs to get you some water and Randy tells him something like “Man let her rest, you’re killing her in there” the fucker just laughs, he wears that shit with pride
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty loves it messy, if he’s fucking you he loves the sound of your skins slapping together, the sound that your pussy makes everytime he hammers into you, the way your juices gush out of you and into the mattress.
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty (kinda tying in with the last one) loves sloppy head, he’d slap the head of his dick on your cheek before saying “open” and you take him right in, loves making you gag and cry around his dick —bonus points if your mascara is running—
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty loves mirror sex, can you blame him? he wants you to see what he sees. He’d probably bend you over your vanity or the bathroom sink, holding you sharply by the jaw as he fucks you stupid <3 ORRR he makes you sit on the sink, legs wide open as he fingers your cunt, he doesn’t let you look away either, saying stuff like
“Look at you ma, so fucking wet for me, she’s dripping down” he chuckles
If you even close your eyes for a millisecond he takes his fingers out and gives your pussy a sharp slap, making you jump “Look away again and i’ll stop you hear me?” You nod desperately muttering a soft “sorry” directing your eyes back towards your dripping cunt “Don’t fucking try me” he says before going right back to fingering you UGHHHHH
⋆˚꩜｡ pervy!Jermajesty’s life mission is to make you squirt…on his face. He keeps you so hydrated and stays buried between your legs for what feels like HOURS as he sucks and fingers your pussy, if his jaw gets sore he’d lay his head on your thigh until he feels ready to go back to work. And oh when it happens he’d swear he’s the happiest man on earth
“Cmon ma, one more” he says as he plays with your clit
“C-Can’t Jer is too m-much” you say making your best effort to push him away, but he just presses you down into the mattress harder, if you really wanted out you’d say your safe word.
“Nah baby, i know you have it in you, cmon don’t you wanna make daddy proud? mmm?” he says teasingly. He clocks the way you grip down on the pillow beside you, you let out a sharp gasp, that’s his cue to get down to your pussy, and there it happens, that man is slurping. you. down, he hums satisfactorily as he swallows all of you.
When he comes back up he has a dazed expression on his face, the lower half of his face dripping, and the silliest smile ever
synopsis: you should’ve known better than to film a Q&A with your freaky boyfriend.
ᵎ!ᵎ fluff ⊹ sexual acts mentioned ⊹ blackyoutuber.ᐟ𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ⊹ freaky.ᐟjermajesty
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the camera had been recording for less than thirty seconds and jermajesty was already being a problem.
not a surprising problem.
not even a new problem.
just the same familiar kind of problem that appeared every single time he was placed in front of a camera and given an audience.
some people became nervous when they were being recorded. some people became awkward. some people forgot how to act.
jermajesty somehow became worse.
he became himself.
which was exactly why your subscribers loved him.
and exactly why you regretted inviting him into today's video.
"what's up, y'all?" you greeted as you adjusted your position on the couch, smiling directly at the camera while jermajesty immediately started waving both hands beside your face.
"what's good?" jermajesty added as he leaned forward into the frame, flashing a grin that already looked suspicious.
you narrowed your eyes.
immediately.
"why do you look like that?" you questioned as you turned toward him, already feeling concerned for the future of this video.
"look like what?" he asked as he placed a hand over his chest dramatically, pretending to be offended.
"like you're about to embarrass me," you answered as you pointed directly at him, refusing to let him play innocent.
"that's crazy," he replied as he shook his head in disbelief. "you don't trust me at all."
"correct," you confirmed as you nodded seriously toward the camera.
jermajesty gasped.
the performance deserved an award.
"see?" he complained as he turned toward the camera. "this is what i go through every day."
"anyway," you interrupted as you rolled your eyes, refusing to let him continue. "today we're doing a q&a because y'all have been asking for one forever."
"and because y'all are nosy," jermajesty added as he folded his arms across his chest.
"that too," you admitted as you laughed.
you reached for your phone.
the list of questions stretched forever.
which was either a good sign or a terrible sign.
you hadn't decided yet.
"okay," you began as you scrolled down. "first question. how did you two meet?"
"you answer it," jermajesty instructed as he pointed toward you.
"i answer it every time," you argued as you looked over at him.
"because you tell it better," he replied as he shrugged casually.
you rolled your eyes.
"we met through jaafar, his brother," you explained as you looked back toward the camera. "and i thought he was annoying."
"which was disrespectful," jermajesty interrupted as he shook his head.
"you were annoying," you continued as you laughed.
"you loved me," he corrected as he pointed at himself confidently.
"eventually," you admitted as you smiled despite yourself.
"thank you," he replied as he nodded proudly.
you hated how satisfied he looked.
"next question," you said quickly as you looked back down at your phone.
"how long have y'all been together?"
"four years," jermajesty answered immediately as he rested his arm along the back of the couch.
"almost five," you added as you leaned against his shoulder briefly.
"that's my wife," he announced as he pointed toward you.
"we're not married," you corrected as you laughed.
"yet," he replied casually.
you stared at him.
he stared back.
then grinned.
the comments section was already going to be unbearable.
"moving on," you muttered as you scrolled faster.
jermajesty started laughing.
"what's your favorite thing about each other?" you read aloud as you continued scrolling.
"you go first," jermajesty replied as he looked toward you.
you thought for a moment.
"my favorite thing about him is probably how dependable he is," you answered as you glanced over at him. "if i need something, he's there."
his expression softened immediately.
"aw," he said quietly as he looked down.
"don't get emotional," you warned as you pointed at him.
"i'm not emotional," he argued as he sat up straighter.
"your eyes literally got watery."
"mind your business."
you laughed.
"what's your favorite thing about me?" you asked as you nudged his arm.
jermajesty looked at you.
then looked at the camera.
then looked back at you.
you already knew that look.
"choose your next words carefully," you warned as you narrowed your eyes.
he started laughing.
immediately.
"i like everything," he answered as he held his hands up defensively.
"mm-hmm."
"i'm serious."
"mm-hmm."
"your personality," he added quickly.
"okay."
"your smile."
"okay."
"your laugh."
"okay."
"and—" he paused dramatically before continuing, "the way you look when i'm inside you."
you choked on air.
"jermajesty!" you screeched as you covered his mouth with your hand.
he mumbled something against your palm.
"don't you dare," you warned as you pulled your hand back.
"what?" he asked innocently as he blinked slowly. "it's my favorite thing."
"we're skipping that," you declared as you scrolled faster.
"skip that one," jermajesty said immediately as he saw the next question over your shoulder.
"you didn't even read it."
"i can tell."
you looked at the screen.
then immediately covered your face.
"absolutely not," you said as you shook your head.
jermajesty looked far too interested.
"read it," he encouraged as he leaned closer.
"no."
"read it."
"no."
"coward."
"we're skipping it," you declared as you continued scrolling.
"for the record," jermajesty said as he looked directly into the camera, "i had an answer."
"and nobody wants to hear it."
"i think they do."
"next question."
the argument continued for another thirty seconds.
you eventually won.
barely.
"who said i love you first?" you read.
"you."
"i did not."
"you definitely did."
"i absolutely did not."
jermajesty immediately sat forward.
"you literally did," he insisted as he pointed at you. "right after i made you come for the third time."
you froze.
"jermajesty," you warned through gritted teeth.
"what?" he asked as he shrugged. "it's true."
"we're not talking about that," you hissed as you glanced nervously at the camera.
"why not?" he questioned as he leaned closer. "they asked."
"because my subscribers don't need to know about our sex life," you explained as quietly as possible.
"i think they do," he whispered back as his hand slid to your thigh. "especially the part where you—"
"next question!" you announced loudly as you slapped his hand away.
jermajesty chuckled as he watched you scramble.
"what's the biggest argument you've ever had?" you asked as you read the next question.
both of you immediately started laughing.
"we can't tell that story," he replied as he shook his head.
"absolutely not."
"we looked ridiculous."
"completely ridiculous."
"it lasted three days."
"and neither of us was right."
"facts."
you nodded.
some memories deserved privacy.
especially embarrassing ones.
"what's one thing your boyfriend does that annoys you?" you continued.
you didn't even hesitate.
"everything."
jermajesty gasped dramatically.
"everything?" he repeated as he looked genuinely offended.
"everything."
"wow."
"everything."
"that's crazy."
"everything."
jermajesty stared at the camera.
"y'all seeing this?" he questioned as he pointed toward you.
you couldn't stop laughing.
"okay, my turn," he announced as he sat up straighter.
"fine."
"you steal my hoodies."
"they're comfortable."
"you steal my chargers."
"you have extras."
"you steal my snacks."
"our snacks."
"see?" he said as he pointed toward you.
"that's called sharing."
"that's called robbery."
the two of you argued about snacks for five straight minutes.
somehow.
nobody knew how.
"okay," you said eventually as you wiped tears from your eyes. "last question."
"make it a good one."
you scrolled.
then smiled.
"what's something you hope never changes about your relationship?"
the room became quieter.
not sad.
not awkward.
just softer.
jermajesty looked at you.
you looked back.
and suddenly neither of you was joking anymore.
"i hope we're always friends," you admitted as you tucked your legs underneath yourself. "seriously."
he nodded.
immediately.
"same," he agreed as he looked down briefly. "because you're my favorite person."
your heart melted.
instantly.
"that was cute," you admitted quietly.
"i know."
"don't make it weird."
"i'm trying not to."
you laughed.
he laughed too.
and just like that, the mood felt normal again.
comfortable.
easy.
home.
"alright," you concluded as you looked toward the camera once more. "that's all the questions we're answering today."
"because she keeps skipping the good ones," jermajesty interrupted as he shook his head.
"because you can't behave," you replied as you rolled your eyes.
"that's fair," he admitted as he shrugged casually.
"thank y'all for watching," you said as you smiled at the camera.
"like, comment, subscribe," jermajesty added as he pulled you closer.
"and stop asking weird questions," you warned playfully.
"keep asking weird questions," he countered with a grin.
