❛ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𖬺 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 ❜ ✴︎ meet angel : tortured poet. pretty doe eyes wandering around. love songs on repeat. tainted heart. lace and frills enthusiast. cat mama. #bringbackloveletters. heart lockets. professional girlblogger. written and directed by greta gerwig 𖬺 luca guadanino.

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oh baby thank you i’m on my way to smooch you <3

₊  ֹ  ˖  DEAN’S BIGGEST WEAKNESS IS YOU TUGGING ONTO HIS CHAIN ᱺㅤㅤ   ୨౿ 

dean likes being told what to do by his girl. getting bossed around. getting lectures. getting walked around like a dog.

he just can’t help it. It’s a tiny, teeny secret kink of his that he’s buried deep in his heart and never admits to anyone. not even to you.

perhaps he’s a little embarrassed in this matter? (so unlike him)

but with the way he’s so goddamn compliant around you all the time, answering 99.8% of all your requests and wishes with a simple “yes ma’am,” it gives it all away.

his roommates who lived with him for years and have gotten the opportunity to witness this every day called him things that pretty much consisted of “a whipped motherfucker” or “a goddamn rubber that bends his ass out with a simple push” and much more.

but dean didn’t mind that though. he just thought they were too single and bitter to get it.

so it was no surprise that you finally open your eyes properly and discover this secret little kink too when he was on top of you, his cock buried inside you to the hilt while you moan and writhe beneath him, begging him to move. begging him to stop with the pity pecks and kiss you properly like he always does. messy and all tongue.

and him being the teasing asshole he is just grins while shaking his head as if to punish you.

which leaves you no choice but to latch your teeth into his silver chain he has on all the time, pulling it harshly which brings his head closer to yours, and grab the nape of his neck, kissing him while arching your back, squirming underneath him anything just to get him to move.

“fuck,” he abruptly stops and slumps on top of you, his head buried into your chest. just as you’re about to ask what’s wrong, you feel the warm sticky liquid slowly running down your thighs.

as if he knows you too well and knows you’re about to tease the shit out of him, he whines out a “don’t. I’ll make it up to you all night long, baby please.”

fine. you would just have to bring it up against him during an argument.

“get to work, di laurentis.”

“yes ma’am”

₊  ֹ  ˖ WHAT ITS LIKE LIVING WITH BF!GARRETT ᱺㅤㅤ   ୨౿ 

this man knows that you find his body attractive, so clothes absolutely do not exist in his vocabulary. he’s walking around in his boxers, whoring himself out. if you’re busy doing work around the apartment or studying, he’ll be walking right in front of your face, and you just can’t help but abandon everything and jump his bones. same thing goes for you: he loves it when you walk around in his shirts and nothing else. this is more his preference because we all know he’s possessive as fuck, and seeing you strut around in his shit turns him on big time. it’s one of the reasons he wanted you to leave your dorm and move in with him during your last year after he graduated.

everything is a date to him. grocery shopping? he’s tagging along, pushing the cart, being so goddamn touchy and clingy, making sure to get all your favorites, and then getting you both treats afterwards. browsing bookstores? he’s there with your favorite coffee in hand, pointing out diabolical book titles to crack you up. having to go clothing shopping for himself for an event? he’s forcing you to come along while he tries on stuff, making you compliment him because, again, he’s a whore for your attention. going to the gym? he’s tagging along with his hand on your waist, forcing himself into your orbit. you have to shoo him away every single time to make him do his own thing, because best believe he’ll stand there the whole time and and ogle you. doing laundry? he’s helping, and surprise it’s a date! finally, he’s spent enough time living with tuck to know how to cook, so he’ll be in charge of the cooking, but he’ll absolutely make sure you’re always there with him, distracting him, clinging onto his naked back while he stirs stuff.

he loves leaving cute little notes around the apartment for you to find, and it makes you smile every single time. he does this a lot if he’s gone for a game, so he’ll leave little messages around. garrett’s the type of boyfriend to get worried when you’re stressing yourself out with school, so some nights when he comes home late from a game and sees you in the living room, head bent over work, lights all low, he just quietly leaves his bags near the door and, without a word, lays down on the couch, pulling you into his chest, holding you down while you squirm against him. he’ll turns his ear deaf to your complaints about needing to finish work, and at some point you’ll give up and lay on his chest, quietly listening to his breathing pattern as you fall asleep there, and you can feel his lips on your temple the whole time.

know that your ass is not safe around this man. if you’re both moving around in the kitchen making dinner or cleaning, that little cloth on his shoulder is being used to swat your ass every single time you’re within reach. and when you whip your head to glare at him, he’ll give you a sweet kiss and you have no choice but to forgive him. in a rush getting ready for an event and you’re all pissy because you both might be late? he’s slapping your ass just to aggravate you further. he can’t help it; his girl looks so hot when she’s all mad and has her claws out at him.

speaking of claws, garrett fucking loves it when you claw up his back when he’s fucking you. he’ll proudly show it off in the locker room too, gets real smug (with a little flush creeping onto his neck) when the guys around him hoot and holler. he also loves it when you leave hickeys all over him. he doesn’t care if it makes him look like a fuckboy; he proudly wants to tell people how possessive his girl is. how taken he is. oh, and if you’re kissing him with your lip combo and it’s all over his face and mouth, he’s not wiping that shit off no matter how much you insist.