#laiwritez

you’re next…mcr knifeplay headcanons

… anon wants more pete fics

… jerk!mikey threequal

… jerk!patrick x intern!reader

… jerk!mikey the fourth

… cheater!patrick x reader

… perv!illi headcanons

… breeding kink!beartrick headcanons

… mikey! x puppy girl!reader

… dallon + knifeplay (lailustz)

… stepdad!pete x fem!reader

… primal play dallon

… joe x virgin!reader

… pathetic!nerdtrick headcanons

… sizekink!dallon (headcanons probs maybe a blurb )

… fall out boy x groupie!reader

… nerdtrick x puppy girl headcanons

… mentor!ryan x reader x producer!pete headcanons

… simp!ray x fem!reader

… breeding kink!ray headcanons

… older!boyfriend frank

… jerk!brendon headcanons??

jerk!patrick who just broke up with yet another girlfriend. it wasn’t a clean break either. it ended in flames and broken glass all over the kitchen floor. this wasn’t exactly unusual for him. for some reason totally unknown to him he could never keep a girl around for more than a few months before shit hit the fan. good thing he could always come crawling back to ole reliable (you!)

jerk!patrick who only bothers to call when he’s feeling extra lonely and no one else has answered his lazy texts. fresh out of a break up he was eager for a distraction. “u up” he types out on the small keyboard of his razr cursing himself for being so cliche. there’s no way you’d fall for such an obvious attempt to get in your pants. he hadn’t talk to you in months and now it’s almost three am on the dot and he’s instant messaging you.

jerk!patrick who is beyond thrilled when you respond in less than five minutes. he felt a sense of pity for you. you’d been head over heels for him since highschool ,always so painfully desperate for his attention. he was surprised you stayed by his side this long but he wasn’t going to complain.

jerk!patrick who may or may not have had a few drinks on his way over to your place. who could blame him he was heartbroken..or something like that. he could never seem to have sex without at least one or two drinks.

jerk!patrick who doesn’t even bother to invite you inside the house. it’s not like you have much dignity to lose anyway. you were more than eager to clamber your way into the backseat , skirt riding up your thighs as you did so. “i didn’t wear underwear” you say breathlessly,positioning yourself above his member. “that’s a good girl” he praises. “you know just what i like y/n”.

jerk!patrick who grabs your hips as you move up and down on his painfully hard cock. he needed more and he needed it now. his nails dig into your skin as he forces you to pick up the pace ignoring every complaint that left your lips. he was lost in a lustful haze, enjoying every sensation as it washed over him. “fuck come on baby”he says breathlessly “i know you can move faster than that”. he pushes you to every limit, putting you in positions you didn’t know were possible in such a cramped space.

jerk!patrick who never ate pussy. but found himself buried between your thighs, tongue flicking your clit as his hand pressed down on your abdomen. maybe he felt bad for putting you through the wringer. it was more likely he just loved having a say over your pleasure. the sense of control really got him going.

jerk!patrick who is fucking pissed. you havent responded to any of his late night texts in about two weeks. that filled him with fury. what could you possibly be doing that was better than responding to him. had that night you shared in the car really caused you so much distress you wanted to cut him out of your life ?

jerk!patrick who goes to your job the next day. not because he’s a creepy stalker but because he was curious. in a totally normal non obsessive way. ok maybe he was a little obsessed and maybe he was a little drunk at 2pm. that’s not a crime. he just wanted to be sure you were safe.

jerk!patrick who felt his heart shatter as you locked arms with some man standing by the door. was that why you stopped responding ? because you moved on to bigger and better things ? how could you just forget him after all these years of knowing each other. maybe patrick didn’t exactly treat you the best but there was no denying the history. he had taken your virginity for gods sake.

jerk!patrick who isn’t normally like this. he isn’t a creep. but he couldn’t let this man break your heart. you had no idea what you were doing. men were such pigs the last thing he wanted was for you to get your heart broken by this random chad.

jerk!patrick who texts you again that night. he asks to see you one last time. he sends another one two hours later. and one more thirty minutes after that. he almost could not believe you were ignoring him. he couldn’t place his finger on the reason he was so pressed to get you back but he knew he was going to get you back one way or another

jerk!patrick who follows you back to your apartment. he’s been there quite a few times but can’t seem to remember how to get there in the daylight. once he arrives he makes sure to park far enough down the street that you wouldn’t catch him but close enough he could see when you got back.

jerk!patrick who grabs your wrist as your exiting your car. he yanks around the corner pulling you into the dirty alley between your apartment and the chinese spot next door. “who the fuck is that guy you’re seeing”? he hissed. “i didn’t know you got around like that”

jerk!patrick who didn’t want you to scream so he forced his hand into your mouth. you instantly but down-hard. the feeling didn’t phase him he had already had a few drinks and maybe a line or two he felt nothing but adrenaline at this point. “i’m not trying to hurt you, honey i just want to show you what you’re missing out on” he whispers into your ear as he pulled your shorts down your thighs. “try not to get us caught now”.

jerk!patrick who didn’t care if anyone caught him. he’d let TMZ take as many pictures as they wanted. hell, he’d even let them record if they promised to send it to your little boy toy. he had you pushed up against the cold brick wall one hand on your hips and the other pinching your hardened nipple.

jerk!patrick who finished inside. he didn’t bother asking if you were on the pill and he didn’t care either. his bands newest album had just went platinum he had enough money for an abortion that wasn’t an issue. “you’re gonna walk around with me inside of you. that fucking asshole will never know that i claimed his girl right here in this nasty ass alley”. he was obviously proud of himself.