Too many people characterize Dex as this dominant, macho, no one does anything to him person. And while I think that can be true in some cases. I think we should start seeing him as what he is, a pathetic, masochistic, obsessive pushover. I mean matt slamming his face against the table until he knocked out a tooth and saying "thank you" speaks for itself but also stalking Julie and then coming to her in public so she feels safe screams "I am dangerous but I'm absolutely pathetic about you"
He stalks you because he's possessive the way a dog resource guards. You are highly valuable to him and he knows if he doesn't bare his teeth you will be easily stolen from him. He's insecure as fuck and is needy and desperate and entirely pathetic. He barez his teeth, barks, he bites, but kick him and he rolls over on his back as submissive and complacent as a puppy
hiii!! I feel like this is weird 😭😭 but I was thinking about stepdad!dex with a reader who’s lowk a little nerdy like always begging him for little trinkets and comics (sometimes he’ll finger you while asking about your favorite panels) or even teasing him by walking around in those cute graphic baby tees and little shorts
aww that’s not weird, I have comics like invincible and marvel ones so I would love love if dex got me some AND my smiskis omgg
but i can imagine when dex first started getting moved in at you and your moms house while you were still at university, he would walk by your room. seeing it covered in your nerdy passions and it peaking his interest.
most of your essentials were gone obviously – as they were needed at your dorm. however he could still see the shelves adorned with your little figures and trinkets, posters of characters that he's never even heard of on all four of your walls. at this point dex didnt know much about you other from the information he heard about from your mom, all he knew was that you would be home in a month from break so he took it upon himself to learn more about you.
and so dex just went into your room one day, walking around and glancing at all the objects in your room to “learn more about you”— which was really just him going through your things. and he picked up a tiny green person that glowed on your vanity, then saw a line up of tiny figurines that represented your favorite show that he naturally didn't know anything about, and finally came down to see your bookshelf with various comics. those were more familiar to him since he also had read all sorts of comics when he was a kid.
since then, dex had always kept that little experience in mind. and when he saw you, it was easier to match you to your room, your nerdy interests still true you when you came home in a graphic tee that matched the posters on your wall.
so when you got home from university and you and your step fathers relationship gradually got more inappropriate-–he was always sneaking into your room and seeing those geeky things like before.
sometimes you would take them off your shelf and show him, laying with dex on your bed and explaining how this figurine is especially special because it was a secret from one of your favorite series. he does not know what any of that means but he loves how you light up just from talking about your trinkets.
one particular moment always sticks with you– when dex had you sprawled out on his lap, the inside of your thighs all slick because dex had his calloused fingers circling around your clit, he was giving you kisses on your neck while he egged you on to explain what was happening in your comic book panel :(
“come on sweetie don't get distracted– you're the expert right? explain to dad what's happening, this looks like a pretty intense fight..” dex coos, but you cannot focus at all. arching your back against his chest as you look for the words, you do know what's happening, you know this comic like the back of your hand but his hands were pretty hypnotizing.
“i-its the main characters time to–mm daddy..! s’not fair i can-cant do it like this!” you mewl, trying your hardest not to crumple up the pages of the comic. dex is plunging his fingers deeper in your hole every so often and grazing your little bud with the arousal that spills from it, ignoring your sobs and pretending he actually wants to learn something. “focus for me, i know my smart girl can do it.”
ughh and eventually he lets up and just lets you cum on his lap.. afterwards though he lets you get back into your headspace after leaving you a little hazy from the orgasm, and you explain it to him there, in full sentences.
“are you looking dex? look in the show they dont put this panel in which really annoyed me because it was so important–” you go on and on, and dex is just so happy to watch his little girl geek out <333
yesyes he also always gets you the cutest figurines, like if hes out and sees something that might resemble whatever it is you collect, hes sure to get one for you! and dex takes you to comic book stores when you ask, begging for him to buy your bag full of books and blind boxes. “i really want this one, ive never seen it this cheap before all the resellers make it a million bucks please!” you implore in the empty aisle, holding it up to him with puppy eyes.
and dex just hums with his head cocked slightly to the side, he wants to hear that magic word and then he’ll think about it. (he will get it for you regardless though)
“please daddy?” you huff out, which earns a smile from dex as he takes the bag of books and box’s from your hands. “there you go, my smart girl.” your stepdad praises, giving you a kiss on the cheek, walking to the cashier desk with your items to pay for it all. later that night you make him sit with you as you open your blind boxes too. making him pick what option he thinks you will get in your box and then you as well, chuckling when you squeal in excitement from getting the figurine you wanted!
....shane chasing reader through the woods?? shes even dressed in a cutieful fawn outfit!! >-< (i got one from angelruche always feeling like a real bambi when i wear it)
In a cute little fawn outfit..omg
maybe you and shane had just had an argument, lots of shared shouting and slamming doors in his cabin that just resulted in you leaving in your skimpy little dress and fluffy white boots. grabbing your faux deer coat that always rested on his coat rack on your way out the door.
you made your way from the patio stairs to the ground while securing the fawn coat on your skin until you heard the back door slam open behind you, shane shouting for you to come back here.
you only yell back, “no! just leave me alone shane!”, turning on your heels to head into the backyard that leads to the woods. you really didn't plan to go far, just wanted to get your mind off things. shanes harmless threats had you speed walking with a harsh frown plastered on your face further and further into the wilderness, the wind blowing past you, cold tickling at your bare legs.
you had about a minute of peace until you heard the footsteps of shanes boots behind you, gradually getting faster and causing you to run. you were dodging the trees and bushes in front of you, legs going faster faster while you heeded whatever it was shane was shouting at you. It was also the end of the day and getting darker the more you ran..
“I know these woods better than you sweetheart you better come back here.” shane demanded, his voice deep and commanding.
but you kept running from him, the night chills contrasting from the direction you were going in, you were panting as you tried to outsmart him and run in a zig zag pattern. shane was only chuckling as he stopped running directly behind you, only a whole minute later of jogging did you realize the older man's footsteps weren't crunching the leaves on the floor or chasing after you.
you stopped for a moment and listened, trying to hear for something in the bushes maybe, looking at the trees to see if he was hiding behind them like he usually does when hunting.
but you heard nothing. only the wooshes of wind, seeing the calming moonlight shining down into the woods.
as scary as it usually is to be in the wilderness alone this was exactly what you needed, some quiet just for a moment.
you were standing there all pretty and just breathing in and out the fresh air u til you would decide to go back to the cabin, you were fiddling with the fluffy fabric of your jacket until you heard a leaf crack on the ground.
you’re quick to turn around until you’re caught in shane’s grasp :( his big hands covering your mouth as you muffle a scream, you kick your legs up to try and escape but the older man doesn’t budge. “told you id catch you bambi, where did you think you were goin?” he murmured behind you, his breath brushing past your neck. you keep squirming in his arms and that just makes him coo shushes at you— waiting until you would stop resisting.
“all done? there’s my sweet girl, I don’t know why you’re always with the dramatics.. running away from me like that..”
you’re breathless as you stand still, shanes hand still covering your mouth with your feet planted at the ground after being flimsy in the air. you calmed down in your boyfriends grasp just for him to rile you up again, your eyes going wide when shane drags you to a tree near by. “you’re fine bambi, just fine s’only me.” he repeats when he sees how nervous your are.
shane manhandles you until you’re pushed up against the tree and forced to look straight at him, your fluffy jacket all messed up with dirt and pieces of bark on the back.
you go to try and push shane off until your eyes fall down to where his hands were unbuckling his jeans, it’s dark but you can still see the irritation on his face. he mumbles something under his breath about what he’s gonna do now that’s he’s caught you, and you can’t even resist because he turned you around.
your pretty face smushed on the rough bark of the tree as he pulls your arms back and ties them up in his belt, your wrists stuck together in the leather. shane pulling the hem of your dress up to your back and peeling your panties away from your pussy, whispering that he’s gonna teach you not to run away from him again :((
it’s been a long time since i’ve spoken in depth about my different reader archetypes, so i decided that now is the perfect time to reintroduce them! follow along, and maybe you’ll find the reader you resonate with the most (⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ⩊ ɞ̴̶̷ ྀི)
bunny!reader ♡
kicking things off with my most popular !reader (mainly because she’s literally me, duh!) bunny!reader is the girliest, prissiest, spoiled princess of the bunch. she’s very sweet in nature, always wanting to be the most well behaved girl there is, but can’t help but let her spoiled nature take over sometimes, resulting in bratting or worse, thumping her foot. she’s never seen unpampered, hair, makeup and nails always in prime condition. she’s known to have the skimpiest outfits ever, tits basically falling out or [insert character] pulling her skirt down when it rides up her ass cheeks. bunny!reader is ditsy, but makes it through life without that mattering. fitting to her name, bunny is always horny and doesn’t matter where she is when she wants it!
songs that give bunny!reader :
lil hero — easy going down
ariana grande, a$ap ferg — hands on me
doja cat — addiction
foxy brown, kelis — candy
slayyyter — bff
kitty!reader ♡
kitty, a self proclaimed loner and weirdo. loves all things perverted and horror. she’s never seen in an outfit that isn’t black and pink or just black. her bed is her haven, she can sleep all day long and often prefers to do so as she’s more of a night owl anyway. the brattiest reader by a long shot, but can be tamed by being put firmly in her place. kitty also loves lace, cheetah print, and cherry print. she loves solitude, but once she’s in a relationship she has to live in that persons skin or she gets very very grumpy.
songs that give kitty!reader:
ladytron — flicking your switch
evanescence — going under
garbage, nellee cooper — #1 crush
cocteau twins — serpenskirt
PJ harvey, thom yorke — this mess we’re in
puppy!reader ♡
pup is just a big baby! she may be messy, clumsy and silly but she’s the sweetest gal around. this reincarnation of sunshine can usually be found running around, super hyperactive, either outside climbing trees or talking to insects. she love love loves the beach, and wish she could spend every second of the day in her bikini or atleast barefoot. if she lives in the city she finds a way! her behaviour and the way she speaks is super reminiscent of cat valentine. blue and yellow are totally her colours, but she’ll always throw in a splash of pink! puppy!reader loves old music, especially when she can walk around listening to it on her walkman. don’t be fooled by her sweetness, pup has an insatiable sexual appetite!
songs that give puppy!reader :
van morrison — brown eyed girl
labi siffre — summer is coming
THE-DREAM — yamaha
rebbie jackson — centipede
enya — wild child
deer!reader ♡
thought daughter! the shyest, quirkiest, most clever reader. definitely an older sister or an only child. deer always has her head buried in a book, or is thrifting! she loves spending time in nature or in her maximalist, cluttered room. a total plant lover, will cry and grieve the ones that die. loves a gentle, soft life that keeps her nervous system regulated, unfortunately the men she goes for does not support this most of the time due to their lifestyles. she loves journalling, polkadots, her sentimental necklace that she never takes off and her beetle. deer is a total cat person! she gets her deer / bambi title from her big curious doe eyes, gentle nature and skittishness. it’s hard to catch her! when i think of deer!reader, i think of taylor russell.
songs that give deer!reader :
fiona apple — o’sailor
lorde — favourite daughter
the feminine complex — are you lonesome like me?
solange — sleep in the park
jeff buckley — last goodbye
lamb!reader ♡
lamb!reader is the picture of innocence, grace and class. the main aspect of her character was that she was raised incredibly religious and is now finding her way as an adult. she’s prude, and can be judgy due to her lack of experience in the world. she’s sheltered, but curious and wants to explore herself and her sensuality — she just doesn’t know how to handle the shame sometimes. her babydoll dress collection, her record collection and her precious moments collection are out of this world. her entire aesthetic is so unintentionally-loveshackfancy-pilled. lamb still goes to church every sunday. she’s always wearing white and is fairly modest, but her ways can be corrupted over time given the right crowd. she drives an old car which always needs one million super expensive repairs due to its age and certain parts not being sold anymore. lamb also loves old music, and lana del rey — she just turns down the volume when she gets all freaky.
songs that give lamb!reader :
peggy lee — johnny guitar
rosie & the originals — angel baby
nancy sinatra — sugar town
mazzy star — she hangs brightly
lana del rey — terrence loves you
mouse!reader ♡
mouse!reader is the closest to an oc that i have given how specific she is — but i class her as a reader as she’s a character you get to play whether or not you relate. mousey is our ballet pro. she had a rough home life, and grew up very low income, so whoever she’s dating [whatever character i write] tends to be the one putting her through ballet school and paying the fees. she has a shoplifting habit and smokes when she’s stressed. somehow, always gets herself out of trouble with her innocent appearance and quiet, unassuming nature. there is a long period of time where she dyes her hair pink, but the upkeep was too much work. she’s prone to depression and reckless choices. very very very shy. she’s always wearing grey and baby pinks. due to the life she’s lived, mouse is attracted to men that are ‘scary’ or ‘dangerous’. ultraviolence by lana is her bread and butter. she collects angelina ballerina items!
songs that give mouse!reader :
lana del rey — ultraviolence
vegyn, air — sexy boy
charli xcx — so far away
grimes — artificial angels
fred again — you’re a star
and no i will not be doing jellyfish!reader before you make that joke.
thinking about jack abbot refilling your cute little water bottle before he leaves for his shift only to find you sat up in bed, still half asleep, all huffy and pouty upon his return because he screwed it on too tight and you couldn’t get it off to save your life
then he’s cooing at you around the self-satisfied smirk curling over his lips like the cheshire cat
“my poor little baby, how cruel of me,” he’d never admit it but he liked being needed like that, palm warm and heavy across the top of your head as he smoothed the hair from your face. his pretty baby waiting for him to come make it all better, prancing through his house in teensy little shorts, all lace trim tank tops and fabric so thin it was almost see through not that he was complaining
jack was a sick old bastard. he’d accepted that the moment he’d first pulled the flimsy scrap of fabric you called panties down your legs and made you his own with his tongue, his fingers, his cock.
so jack unscrewed the cap with an ease that had you giving him the look, handing it back to you all smug and pretending he’s not half hard in his pants
this is literally making me feral he looks fucking animalistic lordddddd like this is the pope that pounds into you from behind anywhere he feels like it
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