Another Update

BUG!!! ❤

bug!! her name is Amarena🥹

cw: gn!reader, brainrot, rough fuck, crying, bit of begging, overstimulation, creampie, bit of fluff, not really angst but comfort, I need him to fuck all the sadness out of me sorry not sorry

divider made by @alewesker ♡

you laid in your shared bed, as you had been the whole day. everything just felt too much and too heavy, your own mind torturing you with overwhelming sadness. you only lifted your head when you heard the keys jingle at the front door, followed by some footsteps and the quiet sound of the keys getting thrown into the bowl next to the door. "Doll?" he called out, your heart fluttering a bit. "Where are you?"

"Up here.." you called back, your voice a little hoarse since you havent talked the whole day. His steps quickly got closer and he entered with a bright smile, which quickly vanished as he saw you lay there.

"Hey.. what's up?" he asked gently, closing the door as if someone might walk in on you. you just shrugged slightly, not even looking at him as he stepped closer to the bed. "Having a hard day?" he asked as he sat down behind you, rubbing your back gently. you nodded slowly and sighed, cursing yourself out for ruining his day internally. Phillip pressed a kiss to the back of your head and sighed softly. "My poor darlin'... is there anything I can do for you?" he asked, he was so caring. For a moment you thought before turning onto your back and looking up at him, then pulling him down by the collar of his blue button up and kissing him deeply.

Graves made a surprised noise, yet quickly caught himself and propped one of his hands up next to your head, the other one cupping your cheek gently. You held the kiss until it got hard to breathe, gasping against his lips to get some air. His forehead was leaned against yours as he took a deep breath. "Jesus..." he muttered under his breath, now looking at you again. For a few seconds you just looked at each other, catching your breath and processing what happened.

"want you.." you finally choked out, your hands finding their way to his strong shoulders. "please.." you pleaded quietly, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Phillip... please.. I need you.. need you to fuck the sadness out of me.. please.." you were begging him at this point, your cheeks lighting up pink with blush.

"I-... you sure baby?" he asked softly, caressing your cheek with his thumb; you nodded frantically.

"please... promise it's okay.." you muttered, he couldn't help but chuckle a little but nod. "dont stop until I tell you to okay? don't wanna be able to think anymore.."

"Anything you want, doll." he said, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before bringing his lips to your neck. soft kisses turned into biting and leaving hickeys on your skin, making breathing harder for you. His chapped lips worked their way down to your shirt, which quickly flew to the ground; he stopped a second to admire your naked torso. "my pretty baby.." he hummed, making you blush even more as he went down to trail kisses down to the rim of your sweatpants. His calloused hands wandered to your hips, playing with the fabric a bit as if he was waiting for your go-ahead to continue. With a quick nod from your side he opened the tie at the front with his teeth before undressing you completely in one go. "Look at you.. so needy already, arent you?" he asked, spreading your legs a bit before trailing his fingers over your hole.

"no- just go in, please.." you huffed, making him look at you in surprise. "can't wait.. please.." Phillip chuckled quietly but nodded, raising his hands for a second before quickly grabbing the lube from the nightstand. His cock was already aching against his pants, he let out a relieved sigh as he finally took it out and began spreading the lube on it generously, not wanting to hurt you.

"you good to go angel?" Graves hummed softly as he crawled over you, sucking on your neck again.

"fuck... yes..." was all you could choke out. Just seconds later his cock was pushing inside you, the burning stretch being overwhelmed by the immense pleasure you were feeling. You whined loudly, your nails digging into the fabric of his shirt, your legs wrapping around his waist already.

"god, you feel so good.." he whispered against your skin, breathing heavily and holding still to let you adjust. He cooed some sweet praise at you as he patiently waited, making sure you were okay, until you gave him the go-ahead. Graves quickly adjusted his position before beginning to slowly thrust into you, groaning loudly with pleasure as if fucking you was the best feeling in the entire world - which it probably was to him. After just a bit of time he could hardly even hold himself back anymore, especially not with your pleas for him to go harder and faster. Hearing you beg for him like that made his head spin, his hips snapping into you quick and roughly, his hands gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were turning white. Within just minutes of the brutal pace you came, whining loudly as tears pricked at your eyes.

Of course, Phillip began slowing down but you violently shook your head. "nonono, dont stop, please phillip.. need your cock inside me... please.." you babbled, goosebumps scattering over his body. His pace picked back up, thrusting into you and ruining your little hole, hitting the good spots over and over; hot tears streaming down your face.

"Does that feel good sugar?" he huffed, getting closer just by the sight of you. You sobbed loudly and nodded, babbling little thank you's, pleas to go on and whatnot. It made him chuckle between his moans, seeing you feel this good almost immediately sending him over the edge. "fuck.. gonna cum.." he muttered, pulling back slightly before you stopped him.

You locked your legs around his waist tightly and pushed him back into you, crying out as his cock hit a good spot. "no, please- don't pull out-" you begged, grinding your hips against his desperately. This made him snap, his head was now completely empty except the thought of filling you up and making you feel good. He sloppily continued thrusting, huffing and groaning as he shot his load into you, the hot feeling sending you over the edge yet again.

you were spasming around him, your legs shaking slightly as they slid down from his body - and yet Phillip didn't stop. His groans turned into slightly high pitched moans, his face was buried into your neck again where he was biting and sucking much less gently than before. You felt the familiar feeling of everything being just a little too much creep up in your stomach, sobbing and crying as he fucked his cum deeper into you. It felt like hours when he finally stopped, his hips shaking as he only lazily grinded into you while sucking on your neck. One last time he bit down harshly, shooting yet another load inside you - his body going limp on top of you. Both of you took deep breaths, trying to get down from your high and calm down.

"feeling better, doll?"

"mhm..."

vent under the cut feel absolutely free to ignore this

so ive pretty much lost all my irl friends, hold for like, 2 best friends and one person who i occasionally chat to but know we would be there for each other. ive been celebrating my past two birthdays with two people after my 18th lowkey made me feel like almost all of my friends sucked so it came to that. now this year i wanted to have a party again, i just really felt like it but i literally have 2 people. two. ended up inviting the other person mentioned above and my fucking dealer, and told everyone they can bring whoever they want. 2 people (who my friends were bringing) already cancelled (technically 3) and two people are still on the fence but probably not coming and my dealer doesn't know if he'll come either, he quite literally said if someone else asked him spontaneously he isn't coming and I just. one of my friends keeps saying she's looking forward to the party so much, she can't wait but. i kinda just wanna cancel and curl up in bed. i feel so so god damn alone here, everything feels like its just turning shit randomly the past few weeks. on top of that i hate my birthday, I don't wanna age. I don't want everyone to act like it's a big deal for 10 minutes after I've been alone the whole day, i don't even want my friend to come over tomorrow. but i can't even decide that. in less than 12 hours I'm 21 and it fuckinh sucks. i feel more alone and more like a failure each year. wtf man.

yeahe

literally me n him!!

the unexplainable urge to post your tits online

nvm sweet lady offered me to sit next to her

pls remind me to never use public transportation again

thats it I'm your personal bodyguard from now on ale

Not to be rude, but can I ask why the requests for cod are closed.

I don’t find it rude, it’s just when I post requesting rules, and people don’t read them. Then request something that I don’t write for or for a character that I don’t write for. It stresses me out. I’m honestly grateful for all of the requests that I do receive, but I just ask please read the rules.

And on my recent vampire fic and few anons accused me of not writing Gaz and Soap correctly. So it’s a bit disheartening cause I thought it matched up perfectly, but oh well. Like I’ve stated before this is fanfiction, you could give them any personality you want.

So that’s why requests are closed for the Cod fandom.

Thanks for listening 💜

friends, folks. guess who's back and out of tumblr prison 😎