Austin Butler X Y/n - Tumblr Posts
Oh my god thats so good i just-Im crying🥺✨
But my god... 🤤
Break me😩
Just Waiting
Elvis x brat!reader
Warnings: smut (bye-bye minors), dacryphilia if you squint, spanking (a lot of it), Jealousy, implied age gap, dom/sub dynamic, Bulging. If I missed anything lmk.
SDE OWNS MY ASS
Word count: 1.8k
“You here all by yourself?” the concentration I’d had on my glass of ice water, is broken. I look up to see a waiter not much older than myself offering me a smile.
“I guess you could say that,” I pause. “I’m waiting for someone.” Which wasn’t a lie, I’d been waiting for my boyfriend, Elvis, to finish his performance. Which despite being one of the most amazing things you’ve ever witnessed, was growing to be mundane. Every day I sat in the same booth, in the same row, in the same hotel, ordered the same meal (which was my choice, so there’s really no room to complain there), and watched as women fawned over my boyfriend. Sometimes, if I was lucky enough to watch him stick his tongue down their throats. The only thing new was this waiter.
“Well, if you asked me there’s no reason why a pretty lady such as yourself, should be left waiting.” He says topping off my glass of water.
“Can’t say I disagree with you,” I glance at his nametag. “Tony.”
“M-my shift ends, when the show does, and it’s gonna wrap up soon.” I look up at the stage, making eye contact with a not-so-pleased Elvis, who is making his closing remarks. “We can grab a drink if you’d like, it might cheer you up a bit.”
I open my mouth to respond, but I’m interrupted by the frightened look on the boy’s face. I briefly whip my head around, to see Elvis, dripping with sweat, making his way to my table. “ Don’t stress yourself out worrying about that old man,” I say turning back to face Tony, who’s already beginning to make his way out of the situation.
“What exactly, do y’think your doing little lady?” I feel my boyfriend’s tight grip on my waist.
“Trying to get a drink,” I state trying to wiggle my way out of his grip. “Without you.” I finish, crossing my arms and giving up on flailing out of his hands in the process.
I hear him sigh “I take my eyes off of you, for what, an hour or so?” I feel his grip tighten around my waist. “And you start flirting with the first boy you see.”
“I wasn’t flirting, I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to talk to boys my age.” And with that he picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder, slapping my ass in the process. “You’re sweaty and gross, put me down” I half-assed protested, not really wanting to walk.
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Hey guys, I’ve got in my mind an Austin fic series I would love to read, but just don’t have the writing abilities. I really love the idea of being Baz and Catherine’s daughter so if anyone would be keen to write it or knows anyone who would please do bc I have been dying to read something like this for so long.
Can someone anyone please right an Austin fic. I’m getting desperate over here 🤍🤍
My favorite Austin pictures <3
Most of these scream bf/husband material
He’s so fucking gorgeous 🫶🏽
Actually s(creaming) rn
Some of my personal favorites. Eat up my darlings 🤭
My SFW and NSFW Head canons for Austin Butler 🫡🫶🏽
Warnings include: dirty talk, pet names, Dom/Sub, slight daddy kink, fem!reader, P in V sex, degrading and praise kinks, swearing, mention of oral, half assed you thinking because I literally made this at like 2am in florida 💀 also let me know if I missed anything
Dom!Austin Butler Includes (sfw top part nsfw bottom)
tons and tons of nicknames - honey, sweetheart, mama, baby, darling, my love, doll face ect.
Always has you dreaming about his low sultry and southern accent 🤭
Making sure you look perfect because your his little doll
Would probably say something along the lines of “You always look so pretty honey” while fixing the little things
Always checking up on you, he’s super attentive when it comes to you <3
“Tell me what’s wrong sweetheart..”
Praises you for the smallest things, which also means he loves to hype you up before going out
“good girl, always listening so well”
“What does my Princess want to do today?”
“Anything for you sweetheart”
Always puts you in the conversation somehow 🤷🏽♀️ he loves to show you off to others
Would definitely say something like “You’ll do that for me, won’t you baby?” and “No let her do it, she’s a big girl” (he says as his lip curls into his iconic, beautiful smile 🤭)
him supporting you, no matter the circumstances
NSFW head canons
“you think I’m pretty hm? I think you’re prettier, you’re really pretty like this, when you’re doing everything I tell you to do..such a good girl for me” GODDAMN ITT
Definitely groans a lot but occasionally let’s a moan or whine slip
He has a FILTHY mouth
I’d feel like he’d be down to experiment with anything, even if you guys end up not liking it he’s happy to spice it up in the bedroom
“fuck, baby, you always feel this good?”
“tell me if it’s too much, alright baby?”
He’s always caring even during sex, like I said he checks up on you and praises you a LOT
“you like this, babe, don’t you?”
“i want you to cum again for me, can you do that for me?”
“you’re so good for me, darling. Always so good..you’re my best girl, my only girl.”
“you’re doing so good, honey. so good.”
“be a good girl and cum for daddy, hm? cum on baby.”
I don’t usually like things like this but riling him up before getting to the bedroom 😩 (idk about y’all but I find it so attractive when a man is mad)
He puts you in your place, reminding you of who you belong to
“Who else can touch you like this? Huh? That’s right nobody..”
“Such a slut for me”
“Couldn’t have waited til I got home honey?”
“you do things you shouldn’t be doin’ to me darling”
“I want to make sure everyone knows you’re mine”
He loves your mouth just as much as he loves being inside you
“Get on your knees, baby. Need to see your pretty little lips wrapped around my cock.”
I also have Sub!Austin headcanons I’m waiting to post so let me know if you wants those too! <3 have a nice day/night my loves :D
My sfw and nsfw headcanons for Austin Butler pt 2 <3
Warnings: dirty talk, swearing, dom/sub dynamics, sub space, praise/degradation kink, pet names, fem!reader, use of mommy kink (not incest), and use of ma’am, and overstimulation (m receiving) Let me know if I missed anything!!
Sub!Austin Butler + Dom!partner (fem) Includes
Despite Austin usually being the Dom in the relationship there are days when even he needs to be taken care of :(
Definitely wants his cuddles and is extremely whiny
He says he likes to hold your hand but the truth is he really just likes to play with your fingers
He thinks it’s adorable how big his hands are compared to yours.
Wants kisses constantly, I mean if you’re not kissing him constantly anyways something is wrong with you
Teasing remarks in public, other than that he’s well behaved
All in all Austin is a very good boy 🫶🏽
Loves when you curl his hair with your fingers <3
Usually says something along the lines of “I feel fuzzy” or “please” while kissing you
NSFW 🫡
He’s always looking for ways to please you, he wants nothing more than to make sure you get your pleasure before his
“Can we go somewhere private please mama?”
Tugs on your sleeves when he wants something more intimate in public:((
Is always a good boy except on his bratty days when he just can’t help but think about your mouth wrapped around his cock :((
Super needy, and super sensitive.
needs your hands all over him!
Gets all flustered when you warn him about his behavior for example like: “Yes ma’am I..I won’t do it again”
Loves when you praise him but he also loves when you degrade him
“You’ve been such a good boy today, should I give you a reward?” HE IMMEDIATELY NODS
Loves it when you call him your pretty boy 🤭
Sucks on your fingers every chance he gets, he somewhat has a oral fixation
Loves his punishments more than he should
He likes when you break him down until he’s nothing but a moaning and desperate mess
You love it just as much as he does, he looks so pretty when he’s fucked out
Has the PRETTIEST MOANS AND WHIMPERS he’s so cute fuck.
“Fuck..please mama don’t tease.. I’ve been a…good boy” (his head is always thrown back in pleasure so you usually have to make him look at you)
“Yes! I’m such a greedy slut for you! More want more please!” fuck I want him so bad I can just picture the tears :(
“Eyes on me when I’m talking to you, okay, baby?” God he loves this sm, he loves how soft you are with him while in sub space
“You don’t get to touch until I say so” he takes his instructions so well <3
“Feels good, mama.”
Looks so dazed 🥲 goodness I just wanna spoil him
Overstimulation. Is. So. Hot. With. Him.😩
He gets so whiny and just blabbers whatever is on his mind at the moment for example: “Need to hold your hands- fuck! Mmm..hands please mama?” Or “Please kiss me please please please..”
Also says things like “Yes please touch me just like that” I can imagine the groan that erupts from him after saying that and “Too much- fuck it’s too much mama!”
I’m a whore for this man 🤭
EVERYONE SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR HUSBAND AUSTIN 🤭🫶🏽
Nonono you don’t understand.. I NEED HIM. BAD.
Cowboy Like Me - B. Cross
Pairings : Benny Cross x Reader
Warnings : Cursing
Genre : Angst, or, where reader and Benny cross paths (lol) after a nasty break up
A/N : I haven’t actually watched this movie, and this is a lot of word vomit, and I hated the ending, but I hope I did it some justice.
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The bar was alive with the chatter of its usual patrons. Vandals littered the floor, reminding the young girl of an all too open wound.
Y/N Y/L/N had a history with the Vandals, rather, a Vandal. Benny Cross. The man she dedicated a year and three months of her life to. The man who left her and threw their relationship away as though it were an empty cigarette box, old and useless.
Now, she had been struggling with a depressive episode ever since, and for the first time in months, her good friend Kathy convinced her to make an appearance in the Vandals favorite bar, but only after assuring her that a certain biker would not show up, her friend claiming he was off on some personal mission or whatnot.
So, there she sat, beer in hand, surrounded by some of her closest friends. Her favorite Vandals were surprised albeit excited to see her, being shut out from her life after Benny Cross was done with her.
She was hurt and bitter, that much was obvious, and the rest of the gang knew it. Before her arrival, Kathy had threatened everybody not to bring up Cross, and Y/N was grateful for it.
Any mention of him would be enough to bring her to tears, even being in the bar was toeing the line.
“So, how you been, Y/N?” Johnny, her prior second favorite Vandal which had moved up to first, asked her.
Her eyes wandered down to the beer in her hand, picking up on the underlying question in Johnny’s question. “I’ve been good,” her head nodded, “working a lot, but good.” She was lying. She was still picking up the pieces of herself which Benny broke.
“Well, either way, you know you can count on all of us in case you need anything,” Betty, sweet as ever, assured her.
“I appreciate it, Betty, I really do.” And she did. She knew the Vandals would be there for her always, and she did appreciate it, but, they would always remind her of him. And she didn’t feel as though she could move on with those little reminders of him.
Which is why, without telling any of her friends, this was a goodbye. She had already put in a transfer for her job, somewhere far, without any trace of Vandals or bikers or Benny fucking Cross.
As the conversation diverted from the topic of her wellbeing, she could feel herself getting sadder and sadder. She didn’t want to leave. She wishes she didn’t have to, she wishes Benny had never left, she wishes she could go back five months to when everything was fine.
And, as Benny Cross walked through the bar door, she felt her heart squeeze as it was brought back to the last day she ever saw him. The bar quieted upon his entrance. The tears sprung to her eyes. A soft hand reached for hers. But her eyes were locked on him.
She watched as his expression turned into a confused one upon the bar patrons staring, then into one of realization as his eyes traveled across the Vandals’ faces, only stopping when they reached hers. She watched as his mouth opened and closed, his body glued to the dirty floor.
The patrons eyes traveled back and forth between her and him, her and him, her and him. And they watched as he took the first step further into the bar, whilst she simultaneously shot out of her chair and sped towards the bathroom.
Her tears were flowing, her breath coming in and out, hyperventilating. She made quick work of the lock on the door, turning to grip the sink, knuckles white. She couldn’t hide in the bathroom from him, she knew that. But she couldn’t possibly face him.
What she didn’t know, though, was that in the room next to where she stood, was the boy who was just as heartbroken as she was. He was shocked to see her sitting there after all this time.
He didn’t know why he left. He felt lost and trapped, one day packing his stuff up and leaving without word. All he knew was that he regrets that day more than anything in his life, and he wasn’t known for being a sentimental guy.
He walked towards the table she evacuated, and listened as Kathy and Betty scolded him, even Johnny made some comments towards him.
He took a seat, hands patting down his pockets for his cigarettes, running to them for emotional support. Twenty minutes went by before she finally walked out of the bathroom. He immediately caught notice of her red eyes and smudged makeup. His heart physically hurt at the knowledge that he was the reason she was upset. Whilst Y/N didn’t know it, Kathy had updated Benny on her wellbeing, and he knew she wasn’t doing good. But, he was at a loss for what to do.
He stood as she sped past the table and out the door, racing after her. What he would say, he didn’t know, but he had to say something.
“Y/N,” he yelled after her, “Y/N,” his fingers curled around her arm, forcing her to stop and turn around.
Her bloodshot eyes drilled holes into his; he detected the anger and hurt behind her irises.
He hesitated for a couple seconds before speaking, “I’m sorry.” As the words left his mouth, he wished to put them back in.
“You’re sorry?” The question came out sarcastic. “That’s all you have to say? You pick up and leave without a damn word and all you have to say for yourself is ‘I’m sorry’?” She scoffed at his silence, turning to leave once again.
He was going to let her go, but watched as she stopped and turned back towards him. “I loved you, Cross. I was ready to fuckin’ marry you. But you broke me. And I fuckin’ hate you for it.”
“I had to, Y/N.” His words made her angrier. “I didn’t know what to do, I’ve never been one to settle down, but, I started falling for you and I got scared. I was a coward and I’m sorry.” His words held a sincere tone, and she couldn’t help but wanting to forgive him and hug him and kiss him.
“Yeah, well, because of you, I’m leaving, so, I guess I’m no better than you.”
He felt his heart drop at her words. At least, before, he could catch glances of her here and there, hear how she was doing from her friends. But if she left, he would have nothing.
“What do you mean?”
She took a deep breath, feeling the tears prick at the corners of her eyes again. “I can’t keep doing this. You’re everywhere! There’s reminders of you everywhere I go, I can’t even be around the Vandals because each time, I think of you. And it sucks. So, I’m leaving.” He didn’t know what to say, what to think, what to feel. “I don’t know what else to say to you, Benny. I’m probably never gonna be able to love anyone like I did you again. You broke my heart. And, now, I’m hangin’ up my boots.” And with that, she walked off, leaving her heart along with Benny.
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Benny Cross x reader
When benny hurt his leg and have to stay on bed rest he start to read some of his girl books and jonnhy came to visit and benny is just like “ human mind if amazing”.
Bedridden - B. Cross
Pairings : Benny Cross x Reader
Warnings : Mentions of romance novels
Genre : Fluff? Or, where Benny gets caught reading his wife’s romance novels
A/N : I took a bit of a different route with this request, but I still hope you enjoy it <3
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“Babe, what is this?” Benny’s voice calls out from their shared room. Y/N furrows her brows, confused as to what Benny was referring to.
Ever so careful, Benny had sprained his ankle whilst riding with the club, leaving him bedridden. Obviously, Benny was insufferable. She loved him, more than life, but the man had ants in his pants. He, who was so used to always going for a thrill, was going insane being cooped up in his room.
As she walked through the threshold and into the bedroom, she saw Benny lying on the bed, one of her romance books in his hand. He was concentrated on the pages in front of him, and she couldn’t help but snort at the fact that none other than Benny Cross was reading smut, and seemingly enjoying it.
He looked up at her after a minute, a look of surprise and intrigue plastered on his face. “I didn’t know you read this kind of stuff,” he spoke as he flipped through the book.
“Yeah,” she spoke whilst laughing, “I get bored when you’re not around.” He rose his eyebrows at that, continuing to read the book as though she weren’t there.
Shaking her head, she walked back out to the kitchen, tending to the pan on the stove.
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As Johnny strode into the house, he was shocked by the silence which enveloped the space. As he experienced in the last couple of days, the minute he walked through the door, he’d be greeted by Benny calling him into his room and complaining about his lack of activity and the immense boredom he’s experiencing. Yet, as he looked around the empty living room, he was surprised. He knew the couple was home as he heard the shower running, yet no sign of Benny.
He went ahead and invited himself into Cross and Mrs. Cross’ bedroom, where he was greeted by the sight of Benny. And, in Benny’s hands was a book with a shirtless man and a semi-naked woman on the cover. The realization hit him like a truck: Benny Cross was reading a romance novel.
He barked out a laugh, startling Benny of his presence, the latter quickly attempting to hide the book under his pillow, yet realizing that it was of no use, he had been caught.
“Are you readin’ smut?” Johnny wheezed out.
A blush creeped its way up Benny’s face, a mumbled ‘no’ slipping its way past his lips.
“Oh,” Johnny sighed out, attempting to catch his breath, “wait til’ I tell the rest of the gang ‘bout this.”
Safe to say, Benny would never hear the end of this.
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Clean Laundry - B. Cross
Pairings : Benny Cross x Reader
Warnings : Not proof read lol, this is devastatingly short
Genre : Fluff, or, where Benny’s girlfriend does his laundry for him
A/N : Based on an anonymous request, I hope you like it!
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“What the hell?” Johnny’s voice boomed over the rest of the Vandals. Every biker’s eyes fell on Benny Cross, the man stood on the doorway to the bar.
A confused expression graced Benny’s face, eyes looking down to examine himself and see if he missed something. After not seeing anything unusual, he looked back up at his gang mates.
“Are your clothes ironed?” Johnny asked after a minute of gawking at the younger man.
Benny stood silently, his head going back to when his girl washed and, yes, ironed his clothes. Even his denim Vandal jacket was good as new, something which had never happened before.
“Yes,” is all he said, retrieving a cigarette from his pack and lighting it, taking a seat at the bar.
Johnny only shook his head, the other Vandals chuckling and hooting out jokes. ‘Man, this boy is hooked,’ Johnny thought with a smile.
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Benny Cross girl ask him to hold her purse.
Pretty, Pink Bags - B. Cross
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Pairings : Benny Cross x Reader
Warnings : None
Genre : Fluff, or, in which Benny’s girl asks him to carry her purse
A/N : Sorry it’s been so long and that this is so short, college has been a lot, but I still hope you guys like it <3
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“Benny, can you carry my purse?”
The question made Benny turn his head to face her, a million thoughts rushing through him at once. His eyes traveled to the pink saddle-shaped bag, hesitation coursing through his veins.
But, what his girl wanted, she got. Even if it meant walking into the Vandal’s bar with a girly bag clutched in his hand. So, he smiled, and took the bag from her hands.
“Of course, baby,” he spoke. God, he was so whipped, but, he didn’t care one bit.
As they crossed the threshold into the crowded and noisy bar, bag in one hand and her hand in the other, he noticed his friends’ eyes straying down to his bag filled hands.
Laughter could be heard as they approached their usual spot, Y/N smiling and oblivious as ever.
“That’s a pretty purse, princess,” Johnny chipped at Benny. Yet, the man just smiled and took his seat, satisfied at the fact that he, once again, was taking care of his girl.
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hi guys! okay so i know i rarely post and yous are probably shocked that i am but i am just curious if the blog ‘sweet-villain’ is working for yous if you were to go into it ? its as if they’ve gotten banned so i wanted to ask if it was working for you 💞