#tw choking

sick & twisted because he rarely laughs or even cracks a grin but the second you’re at his mercy, everything is funny …

content <𝟑 .ᐟ 18+, meanie!pope, manhandling / mentions of play fighting, breath play / choking, dirty talk, pet names.

“i wanna try something,” pope grunts above you, in the middle of working you full of his cock. you whimper at the interruption and he squeezes your waist under his heavy palms to settle you. his eyes rake down your bare frame— the arch of your hips, the way you’re laid out on your tummy and waiting for him to make any kind of move. when you peer at him over your shoulder with a pout, he speaks again.

“don’t worry, brat. i think you’ll like it.”

the last thing you’re expecting is one of his beefy arms hooked around your neck. you gasp just as he squeezes a little, eyes fluttering shut and lashes fanning over the tops of your cheeks while you go dizzy. he’s choked you before after you begged him to, but this is different. this is something he’s been thinking about. something that he’s only done a few times during some play fighting, not with actual intent.

his grip tightens. his bicep presses on your throat as his hips finally move against the fullness of your ass once again. deep thrusts that knock the sense out of your brain, all while you’re getting just enough oxygen to remain conscious so he can still hear those mewls and whimpers falling from your glossy lips. you hiccup his name out once, then twice— your hands come up from the sheets to claw at his arm with manicured nails, leaving little scratches and crescents on his freckled skin. only for him to laugh all breathy and deep over your ear.

wanted to join that tie trend on twitter right now.

protective - dennis whitaker x f!reader

summary: you and parker try to prank dennis and end up pranking the wrong guy.

pairings: dennis whitaker x f!reader, platonic!jack abbot x reader cw/tags: no use of y/n, swearing, established relationship (reader and dennis are engaged). protective!jack, swearing, dennis and reader (mostly reader) are lowkey freakish, slightly suggestive content (maybe a little more than slightly...implied but not explicit smut, mild choking), mostly fluff vibes lmao word count: 0.8k this can be read as part of the hot shot series if you'd like! masterlist taglist

TW: STRANGULATION

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sam winchester toxic bf headcanons.

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some casual domestic dominance

cw: controlling behaviour. smut. implied cnc.

ᨳଓ he always has your GPS on. sam has seen too many missing persons, too many cold cases, hell, he’s worked ‘em. he’s seen what’s out there, he’ll be damned if he lets it happen to you. whether you’re going to get coffee or heading to the gym, he’s watching every step.

if you take a different route he’s already stealing the impala away to trail you. he just wants to make sure you’re safe. you haven’t realized he’s got your tracker on yet, not that it’d stop him.

ᨳଓ he always thinks he knows best. sam is smart, he knows it. He’s worked this job for too long to be questioned about what’s safe and what’s not. He decides what’s safe for you, even if you’re more than capable of working the case. If there’s even a modicum of risk involved, you get no say, you’re staying home.

If you do manage to tag along on a hunt, it’s never more than a standard salt and burn. ‘A milk run’ dean insists, trying to convince Sammy to let you tag along. The second things get too hairy, he has no problem throwing you over his shoulder and pinning you in the back seat of the impala with just a single disapproving glance.

ᨳଓ Sam loves your size difference. He loves picking you up and posing you, he loves effortlessly moulding you into any position he desires. He loves how his one hand wraps around your throat with excess and how he can hold you down with little to no effort.

When Sam’s decided you’ve had enough screen time, or you’re overworking yourself, he uses that size difference to his advantage. He puts the laptop on top of the fridge or a shelf out of reach. He thinks it’s adorable when you have to ask him for it back.

ᨳଓ Sam needs you to need him. He’s always felt like he destroys everything he touches, he’s always felt tainted in some way. He wants to be responsible for you and prove he’s a provider. He likes when you can’t reach things, so he purposely moves them a shelf up. He likes when you can’t open a jar without him, so he tightens them so you have to ask for his help. He likes knowing that you need him for even the most mundane tasks, he thinks it gives him purpose or that it redeems him.

ᨳଓ He wants to make sure you’re taking care of yourself. If that means setting a sleeping schedule and making sure you’re not skipping meals then so be it. Sam watches you eat and makes sure you’re getting the proper nutrients. If you do tag along on a hunt, he packs mandatory snacks. Something about excessive calorie burn and making sure you’re healthy. He doesn’t care if you’re not hungry, he won’t let you under eat.

ᨳଓ Sam never leaves you alone. On the rare occasion he goes somewhere without Dean, he makes sure Dean is watching you like some pseudo babysitter while he’s gone. Dean practically raised sam, he’s one of the only other people he trusts to be around you when he’s not there. He makes the both of you text regular updates on what you’re doing and where you are.

Sam isn’t controlling in the sense that he doesn’t let you have friends. He encourages you to go out, that still doesn’t stop him from following you to the shady dive bars you tend to frequent. He hates it, but he’d never stop you. Instead, he parks a block away and finds a place just out of your view to watch, just in case.

ᨳଓ He’s calm. Sam never yells, it’s rare and it’s never at you. Instead, he talks down to you, not in a rude way. He’d never call you names or insult you. He talks down to you in the way you’d explain to a child why it’s wrong to bite someone. When he scolds you it’s almost paternal in the way he leaves no room for argument. He sits you down and patronizes you into apologizing.

He won’t settle for an “I’m sorry.” He wants to communicate effectively by making sure you understand what the problem is. “Sorry for..??” He coaxes, urging you to apologize in a full sentence.

ᨳଓ he loves condescending praise and mock sympathy. “cmon angel, that isn’t so bad, is it?” When you tell him he’s too big to be fucking into you the way he is. Sometimes he’ll murmur a sweet-sounding coo along the lines of “shh, I’m sorry baby, I know it hurts but you just feel so good. You can take it, I know you can.” He loves how docile it makes you

ᨳଓ He studies you when he fucks you. He’s methodical in the way he catalogs every squeak and plea he can pull out of you in bed. He knows the right words to say to get you into that sweet, soft spot that makes you malleable and compliant. He loves watching your normal fire quell into something obedient and small just because he spoke to you a specific way. he definitely uses that power to his advantage when he wants to get you to listen.