⭑. .ᐟ ꜱʏᴘɴᴏꜱɪꜱ ꪆৎ maddie ziegler x fem!reader . in which : you forgot to say good morning to mads . OR in which : mads thinks your being bratty so she fucks you like a brat also .
i. ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ꪆৎ : uhm let’s just say nsfw. spanking. brat taming
♪ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ꪆৎ : born to die
you woke up in a mood.
her music was already blasting. some alt-pop shit you used to mock her for,
and she was in the kitchen in one of her stupid little tank tops again,
shirt barely hanging on her shoulder, hair tied up like she didn’t spend hours making it look like she didn’t try.
you walked past her.
no eye contact.
no “good morning.”
just the sound of your feet hitting the hardwood. and maddie turned slowly.
like something out of a horror movie—only way hotter.
"you not gonna say good morning to me?"
voice sweet. too sweet. like poison laced in honey. you shrugged.
"didn’t think i needed to." her laugh was soft, but deadly. and next thing you knew she was behind you. grabbing your wrist. "baby, if you wanna act like a brat, then i’m gonna treat you like one." you didn’t even have time to fire back— because she was pushing you against the counter, yanking your shorts down with one hand, the other already landing a sharp slap to your ass.
you gasped.
tried to twist away.
but she gripped your hip tighter. "count."
her voice in your ear. low. lethal. "fuck you."
you regretted that immediately.
you whimpered."count, baby." "one." another. harder.
your thighs trembled. "two." by five, you were whimpering.
by eight, you were dripping down your thigh. "aw, now you remember how to use your voice?"
you whined. you cried. you begged.
"good morning, maddie, pleasepleaseplease—" and she smirked.
kissed the back of your shoulder.
and fucked you over the counter until your legs gave out.
Imagine if, back when dance moms was huge in the mid 2010s, if the Penguins had done a collab with the ALDC and like Sidney Crosby or whoever was forced to take an Abby Lee Miller dance class
Idk, I just found the image of Crosby being forced to dance some Maddie Ziegler style lyrical routine as Abby yelled corrections at him to lowkey be so funny