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#pete davidson - 360 posts
#colson baker - 204 posts
#dominic harrison - 203 posts
#pete davidson x reader - 63 posts
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#they really let this go out and didn’t even tell him
I’m having a bit of hard time mentally. Could you do any headcanon/blurb/thing about cuddling with Pete?
Pete could tell you were trapped in your head again. The weight of the crashing thoughts finally snapping the wooden board you kept up to hold back the oceans of mental fog.
He could see it, just as you could see it with him when he was getting too deep in himself. You had been staring at the same spot on the tv for what he had to assume was hours, not taking in the show, not even noticing when it changed from episode to episode.
He walked over slowly, sitting down next to you. Only when he moved to pull you into him did you finally react at all. He shushed your protests as he laid down on the sofa, positioning the pair of you into your preferred cuddling mode.
His fingers moved through your hair lightly scratching the base of your scalp.
“So wanna hear what John told me happened in rehab today when he called? Said some dude was freaking so bad they had to give him the knock out shot. Poor guy. Apparently he’s weirdly good at making friendship bracelets. Made John one” Pete felt your chuckle slightly sighing
“Oh and apparently they have pizza night, which all I got was horse therapy my first trip to rehab but John gets pizza night? Whack” Pete continued to tell you about random things, how his sketches were going, and the next week of SNL how many of them he was actually going to be apart of.
Before long he looked down and you had passed out fully, body heavy, moving slow with the rose and fall of your breathing.
“If I could take the mental shit away for you, I can handle it, if I could I would” Pete smiled his hand loving to brush your face lightly.
237 notes • Posted 2021-02-21 04:46:47 GMT
do u have any random headcanons for pete? :)
Never fails to find you. Flop on you and scoot down to your tummy and just knock out.
He likes when you pop his like black heads or squeeze his pores. Yes gross but god it’s satisfying.
Likes to do your hair. It keeps him busy when he’s having a down day. He’ll just brush your hair or try and style it.
He kicks your ass at dumb movie trivia games you guys have downloaded on your iPad.
Like he knows the stupidest facts. It’s adorable
He talks about babies with you a lot just cause. He just likes imagining what your guys kids will/would look like.
He likes kisses at random times.
Like really random. You sitting on the toilet he walks in leans down kisses you and walks back out.
It’s weird but like your used to it.
He has opened the shower curtain. Leaned in kissed you and left. Like all he wanted was a kiss.
Movie nights are his fav. Hes usually high on small dose of shrooms and you just spout your dumb facts you know or ideas on the end twists.
Falls asleep on your ass. Just does.
282 notes • Posted 2021-04-06 01:30:50 GMT
Domestic pete and helping him dye his hair🥰
Me in my sick brain just went: Awwww oh my god. Cause I am gonna do domestic Pete, colson and Dom cause they all dye there hair.
Sitting with Dom in the bathroom you read over the directions for the hair dye, he was staying red for a while longer before going to see his normal hair dresser. But until then you were hair dyer and girlfriend.
“Okay so we just glob it on and wait like 30 minutes. Simple enough.” Dom sat in front of you, a towel around his bare torso,
“I mean you dye yer own hair so this should be easy.” You nodded, bringing your hands up to scratch through his scalp, ruffling his hair.
“Mmmm could fall asleep when you do that” you giggled a bit
“Alright, hair dye begins now” combing the red through his hair you practically felt him falling asleep
“Hey! No sleeping we can nap in like 40 minutes when I finish your hair” after 30 minutes of Dom messing around on his phone, posting stories of you and him, and just being a doof, you had him leaned over the bathtub scrubbing the color from his hair. His favorite part.
“See you need to be my hair dresser all the time. Look good” leaning towards you his mouth met yours as you giggled
“Nah let’s not piss off the normal one when I end up burning your hair off with bleach by mistake. Though the buzzed look would be a good one for you” Dom grimaced
“God no. Let’s never go back to 2002 thank you very much”
“What I think it’s hella punk.”
“So just throw it on, my hairs already basically white. It’ll take easy” colson towered over you, the directions to the newest color in his hands
“So yeah, 30 minutes and I will be blue baby” sighing you laughed a bit
“Alright. Sit on the toilet sir, I need to be able to reach your head.” Laughing he sat, he was still almost too tall compared to you, but it would work.
“Okay so why blue? You going for the emo boy look? I figured that was like black or like red” colson chuckled
“Nah, it’s just for fun, doing purple was fun, and these wash out hella quick in my hair” nodding you rubbed the color into the strands
“Well your hair is like bleached white almost, so color stains quick but washing it means color comes out even quicker. It’s why you never have the pastel type colors very long”
Over the next 30 minutes you both stayed in the bathroom, him sat on the toilet with you perched on the counter by the sink, his chin resting on his hands, placed on your thighs.
Once washed you dried his hair smirking at the result
“Very, pastel ocean vibes” colson laughed looking in the mirror
“I dig it. Got the best hair dresser in town” leaning down he pressed his lips to yours
“Well I think casie could give me a run for my money” colson nodded
“Yeah she is pretty fly at hair huh?”
It was that time of the year again, the time when Pete liked to dye his hair to death and then shave it off for the summer.
344 notes • Posted 2021-04-01 12:03:11 GMT
Soulmate tropes with my boys.
Pete: Anytime you or your soulmate gets hurt the other feels it.
Pete felt the sharp stab at his upper arm. His soulmate must have got their flu shot. Running his arm he blinked
“Oh fuck” he always seemed to forget his soulmate had 7+ years of feeling him get tattoos. And now get them lazored off.
“Well fuck” he hoped his soulmate would forgive him for the hours of pain.
Colson: You don’t see color until you see them.
346 notes • Posted 2021-01-08 22:39:31 GMT
Girl it’s 3:41 AM and I’m just thinking abt sex with Pete and you asking him to choke you and him being like “ uh I don’t wanna hurt you I mean I’m down but again don’t wanna kill you “ and then you start off slow and then he fucking rEALLY STARTS CHOKING YOU WITH EVERY THRUST AND UGH BITCH MY KITTY IS PURRING
Petes thrusts were slow but deep, hitting just how you needed him to. You grabbed his hand, pulling it closer to your throat
“Choke me.....pls daddy” placing his hand on your throat he let it rest there looking at you, his hips stopping
“Uh I don’t wanna hurt you....I’m down but again don’t wanna kill you so”
It was a light hold at first, his hips moving again, he squeezed slightly watching your mouth open, eyes closed.
Before long his thrusts were sharp and rough, his hand squeezing around your throat just enough to have you seeing stars as he made you cum around his cock.
“Fuck fuck fuck daddy.....fuck....” he watched as you grabbed his wrist, holding it in place while your hips rose off the bed slightly.
“Oh fuck we are so doing this again”
498 notes • Posted 2021-04-24 12:54:09 GMT
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