Dec 10, 2024
literally my type. LOOK AT HIM.
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literally my type. LOOK AT HIM.
Pretty blue dress and lingerie
Eminem x Female!reader (Feel free to put in your own oc insert as well)
Description - Y/n comes from a girl's night and shows Marshall her new lingerie set.
Warnings - Smut, oral sex, a little bit of fluff.
“Marshall, I'm home!” Y/n called out at she stepped in to the house. There was so response so she presumed that Marshall was in their room.
Y/n had just come back from a long girls night. Her and her friends went out to the club, had a few drinks, partied and caught up with each other. Overall, she had a great time but she missed her husband so much and couldn't wait to jump into his arms.
She made her way into their room and saw Marshall sitting in bed, reading one of his comics. He heard the door opening and looked up to see Y/n. He smiled at the sight of her.
“Hey babe. When did you get home?” He asked.
“Just now. You didn't hear me when I got inside.”
“Oh, shit. Sorry.”
“It's fine. Don't sweat it.”
Y/n stood in front of her mirror as she started to take her jewellery off.
“I know I already said this before you left but, you look really beautiful in that dress. It's suits you.” Marshall said, with a soft smile on his face.
Y/n was wearing a dark blue dress that showed off her curves and right amount of her leg. It had small shiny gems decorated on it, giving it a beautiful sparkle.
“Thank you, Marshall.”
“You should wear it around the house.”
Y/n chuckled. “I would if it wasn't so uncomfortable.”
She slowly took of the dress as it fell down her body, revealing the dark blue lacey lingerie she had underneath.
“Is that a new set?” Marshall asked.
“Yeah. I got it 3 days ago. Do you like it?”
“I love it. Come here, let me take a closer look.” He said as he got up to sit in the edge of the bed.
Y/n smirked, as she moved over to Marshall and cupped his face. He kissed her stomach then slowly set her on his lap.
Y/n kissed him passionately and leaned into him more. She moaned at the feeling of Marshall's bulge pressed against her already soaking pussy. She started rocking her hips against Marshall as she moaned into his neck.
“I need you.” She moaned into his ear.
Marshall didn't waste any time and immediately threw her onto to the bed. He took of his shirt, revealing his chest and his toned abs and muscles.
He took off Y/n's bra and started massaging her breasts. He sucked her nipple whilst twisting the other one. Y/n arched her back and moaned in pleasure.
Marshall cupped her clothed core and smirked at how wet she already was.
“You're so wet for me, huh?” Marshall said with a low, husky voice.
He continued to suck harder on Y/n's nipples as she took off Marshall's pants and boxers, leaving him naked. He took off her panties slowly and lined his dick up with her entrance.
He inserted himself into Y/n, making her moan loudly and arch her back. She wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her hands through his hair.
Marshall started thrusting into her, starting off gentle and then quickly getting faster and faster. Y/n was a moaning mess, she felt tears rolling out her eyes at the sensation.
He sucked and licked on Y/n's neck and grazed his teeth against her soft skin. He left a trail of hickeys along her neck and collarbone.
“Fuck baby. You're so tight.” Marshall growled as his eyes darkened.
The thrusts became harder and harder, he was practically slamming into her walls now. Y/n met her lips with Marshall's and kissed him passionately. Soon enough, his thrusts became more sloppier, indicating that he was close.
“Marshall, I'm gonna cum.” Y/n moaned as felt her self closer and closer to her climax.
“Cum for me baby.”
And with just those words, she came right there while screaming Marshall's name. She was suddenly thankful that their house was in a more private area, away from a lot people.
Marshall came right after her and groaned into her neck. He pulled out of her and gave her a droopy smile. He moaned softly at the sight of his girl. Her hair was messy, her makeup was sweating off and she looked so exhausted. But she was smiling, feeling high from her orgasm.
“Let's get you cleaned up.” He said.
Marshall got a hit shower ready for them so they could clean up. They both hopped in and held each other close, embracing each other's warmth and love.
Marshall kissed Y/n's hickeys and then started to move down her body at a steady pace. He reach her thighs and started kissing dangerously close to her pussy.
She spread her legs slightly and blushed out of embarrassment when she realised that she was already getting wet for Marshall again.
“Needy, huh, babe?” Marshall teased.
He held onto her thighs and started kissing the folds of her vagina and soon enough, sucking on it. Y/n dug her nails into Marshall's shoulders as she moaned at the feeling of his tongue on her core.
He inserted a finger in, then two and slowly started moving. The combination of his tongue and two fingers moving through Y/n's folds had her spinning into a spiral.
Soon enough, he added another finger in and quickened his pace. He continued to suck and lick harder.
“Baby, I'm close.” Y/n moaned.
“Cum for me baby.”
Y/n came whilst moaning Marshall's name softly this time. He stood up and her eyes immediately caught attention of his beard and lips, glistening with her juices. She kissed him, tasting herself on her tongue.
Marshall and Y/n curled up in bed with each other, holding each other close and dear to each other.
“You were so good.” Y/n praised.
“Thanks babe. Up for round 2 tomorrow morning?”
“You know I am.” She responded with a smirk.
And just like that, they fell asleep peacefully in each other's arms.
A/N: This is my first time writing smut. I hope it was good :)
NO MATTER WHAT
masterlist
warning: toxic relationships, swearing, cheating, hand raise, heated kiss. (no use of y/n, i generally give a name to my character!)
inspired by the song Kim - Eminem
eminem x wife!oc
The headlights cast long shadows across the woods of detroit, and the only sound in the car was the low hum of the engine. Marshall's knuckles were white on the steering wheel, jaw clenched, his eyes fixed straight ahead. Harper sat in the passenger seat, silent, stiff. Her mascara was smudged, but not from tears. She hadn't cried. Not yet.
"Say something," he muttered, voice sharp, dangerous.
Isis didn't answer. Her hands fidgeted in her lap. Her phone had buzzed once Dylan and Marshall had seen it. That was all it took.
"You don't answer uh? You think I didn't know?" he said, louder now, his voice cracking. "YOU THINK I DIDN'T FUCKING FEEL IT THE SECOND YOU STOPPED LOOKING ME IN THE EYES?"
Still she was froze, the words were blocked into her throat.
"I gave you everything. Every piece of me, Harper, and you gave it away like it was nothing." His voice broke on the last word.
Harper finally looked at him, finally daring to move, finally letting the words go through her mouth. "Marshall, I-"
"DON'T YOU FUCKING SAY MY NAME LIKE THAT." He hit the brakes hard, making the car slide to a stop near a dirt path, surrounded by thick forest. "Get out."
"What-?"
"I said GET THE FUCK OUT."
She hesitated, fear going down her spine as a shiver. Then she stepped out, so did he.
Outside, it was so quiet it felt deafening. Just the wind and the sound of dead leaves under their feet. Marshall walked to her, dragging his hand through his hair He looked so damn angry… eyes red, voice rough.
"You think you can cheat on me and walk away clean?" He stepped closer. "You think I'm stupid? You think I would never see the fucking messages."
"I didn't cheat," she said quickly. "We… we talked, that's it. I was confused, Marshall. You were never home, you were always angry, I just-"
"You made me angry," he snapped. "You made me crazy and still do, because you like it. You like watching me lose it?"
Tears welled in her eyes now.
"DON'T YOU DARE TO CRY?!"
"Please, let's just go back. We can talk about this at-"
"No, now you wanna talk?" He laughed, then stepped forward so fast she flinched. He grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her closer. "You broke me, and now you wanna talk? You flinch at my move?"
"I didn't mean to-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he screamed, his voice echoing through the woods. "And again, don't you dare fucking cry! You don't get to cry. Not after what you did."
Her breath caught. He was shaking. His grip loosened, and he let her go suddenly, stepping back.
"You know what's crazy?" he said quietly, looking down. "I still fucking love you, even after all of this, I couldn't fucking raise my hand at you, seeing you fucking flinch at me drive me goddamn crazy."
Silence.
Then he looked at her again, broken, furious, stepping closer to her,
A branch snapped in the distance. A deer, maybe.
Marshall froze. Something changed in his eyes. He turned away, hands on his head, pacing like a madman.
"Go," he said. "Just fucking go before I do something I would regret."
Harper didn't wait. She ran.
Marshall stood in the silence, shaking, jaw clenched the palm of his hands bleeding as his fist were so tight before.
. . .
The front door creaked open.
Her footsteps were slow, careful, almost unnoticeable. She wasn't even sure why she came back to their house, her feet had just moved, bringing her where he sweared not wanting to see her. Her chest ached, her lips still tasted her tears, and rain.
Marshall was in the kitchen, shirtless, smoking, he looked like messy, his palm full of dry blood, his eyes red from weed, and tiredness.
He didn't slept, not even a second, nor did he try.
The moment he saw her, his whole body stiffened.
"You got a fucking death wish?" he asked, voice raw."What the fuck are you doing here?"
"I needed a place to go," she whispered. "I didn't sleep. I-"
"I told you to go, not to come back."
"I know."
Silence.
She stepped closer. His eyes burned into her like he wished her to burn alive, or her to come to him, and she could practically feel it, the heat rolling off of him, anger, heartbreak, everything he never said but always showed.
"You just walk back in like nothing happened?" he barked, stepping toward her. "You think I forgot the way you lied to me for I don't know how many goddamn weeks?"
Her bottom lip trembled. "I lied but I never did lie about loving you."
That stopped him, his jaw still tight.
"Say it again,"
"I love you," she said, louder this time, tears threatening to fall.
He stepped closer until she was backed against the wall. His breath hit her cheek, heavy and fast. "You love me? You love me? Then why'd you run off with that dude behind my back?"
"I didn't run," she breathed. "I lost my mind. And it's your fault."
"My fault?"
"You left me behind, you know it's all your fault."
He stared at her like he wanted to break her and save her in the same breath.
Then he kissed her.
It was violent, desperate, teeth violently touching. hands grabbing, her hair, her fingers digging into his skin,
His hands were roaming on her like he was trying to memorize every inch of her, without missing a part.
She kissed him back like she hated him, putting all her anger, frustration and pain on this kiss…
"You drive crazy Harper" he whispered against her mouth, breaking their kiss for good. "and I still can't stop loving you."
"I love you too Marshall" she whispered back. "Please, never leave me"
"I promise you." he whispered, the anger transforming into love.
She smiled as he kissed her forehead.
And that was enough, enough for them to go erase what's happened, because love were stronger than anger, because it was just the two of them, no matter how hard they could hate each other the second after. It was toxic, but it was them.
My girl
It was another Friday night in Detroit. The Shelter was buzzing, the walls thumping with bass-heavy beats, and cigarette smoke clouding the air like low fog. B-Rabbit had just finished a freestyle that left everyone howling and banging on the pipes. His words were sharp, biting, but real — like always. You stood off to the side near the wall, watching him light up like he only did onstage.
You weren’t big on crowds. But you were big on Jimmy.
You didn’t date guys like him before — quiet, intense, a little rough around the edges — but with you, Jimmy was different. Softer. Real. He made you laugh with that dry, sarcastic wit, and when he looked at you, it was like the rest of the world stopped. You never needed him to say it out loud — but tonight, he did.
After the crowd started to thin out and his crew circled up, you walked toward him, brushing past a group of your own girls who had shown up late.
One of them leaned in and teased, “So that’s the guy you’ve been sneaking off with? He’s fine, I’ll give you that.”
“Yeah he is and he’s really sweet”
“Don’t act all lovey dovey now you know how single I am! But you and him are officially a thing?!” She says shocked Then, Jimmy’s hand slid around your waist, pulling you closer. You weren’t expecting it — he usually kept it lowkey in public — but he didn’t stop there.
He looked over at your friends, then at Future and the rest of his boys.
“Yeah,” he said, voice low but clear. “She’s mine. My girl.”
Everyone fell quiet for half a second — not in a weird way, just surprised.
You blinked up at him. “Your girl?”
He smirked at you. That rare kind of half-smile that only ever showed up when he was relaxed or looking at you.
“Yeah,” he said again, firmer. “My girl. Is it a problem?”
“No. Not at all.” You say feeling happy on the inside trying not to show it
Future let out a loud, dramatic “Daaamn,” slapping his hand over his chest. “B-Rabbit finally claiming somebody in public? Y’all heard that, right? Man’s in love!”
“Shut the fuck up future!” Jimmy says
You felt heat rise to your cheeks after he called you ‘his girl’ , but Jimmy didn’t let you shy away. He pulled you closer until your head was resting against his shoulder, arms looped around your waist now. It was rare, him being this open, this bold — but that was Jimmy. When he meant something, he meant it.
“I’m serious,” he said, looking down at you now. “You’re not just someone I hang with. You’re it for me.”
And just like that, the chaos of Detroit faded for a minute. It didn’t matter that you were standing in a run-down club with sticky floors and broken speakers — in that moment, you were his whole world. And he wasn’t afraid to let everyone know.
Masterlist
Eminem
• B-Rabbit/PapaDoc!girlfriend (reader)Pt1~Pt2
• Quickies with B-Rabbit (+18)
• Living with B-Rabbit
• B-Rabbit have troubles to said "I love you"
• B-Rabbit with a girl from the fancy side of 8 mile
• B-Rabbit x reader as Lily's caretakers
• Marshall Mathers x reader where he saw her on dreams
• Waxhouse!Slim Shady x reader
• Marshall Mathers x reader (MTV 1999)
• Marshall Mathers x reader (Hanahaki trope)
bae, y'all. this Eminem fixation is going too far/j my whole brain is consumed of him. 8 mile leaves Netflix at the end of the month:(
take these
THIS EDIT HAS ME FUCKING CREAMING EVERYWHERREEEEEEE. (i made a side blog for him if you wanna see more edits:] @inlovewithbrabbit << )
Still thinking about pegging 2002 Marshall.....
But see, IT WOULD BE OUT OF CHARACTER.
Like, we KNOW that motherfucker would never let nobody touch his ass, he won't enjoy a strap-on up his rectum. We know. It's obvious. Even for me. YET, JESUS CHRIST HOW GOOD WOULD HE LOOK BENT OVER--
Im sorry my inner domme is talking and she's louder than I'll ever be
God knows i wanna peg his ass so bad. Im not okay. I need to finish that fic, it's getting huge. (No, no pegging in there. Just plain old missionary and edging.)
oo more b-rabbit please and maybe touchstarved reader x touchstarved b-rabbit/jimmy
A/N: I'm very sorry for long respond! But I didn't have much time earlier.
Touchstarved B-rabbit x touchstarved reader hc's
PAIRING: Jimmy Smith Jr x reader
WARNINGS: bad grammar
CONTAINS: fluff
SONG: Me and Your Mama - Childish Gambino
gif is NOT mine
Jimmy is touchstarved for 100%!!
he wants to touch you ALL THE TIME!
he needs to touch you ALL THE TIME!
when he have a chance to touch you anywhere, he will do it without hesitation!
when he have a bad day, he just cuddle with you rest of the day
he loves putting his head on your chest, wrap his arms around your waist and tangled your legs together
and when you start playing with his hair?! he's over the moon!
when you two go out he have to hold your hand and when he sees some guy looking at you for too long he'll just wrap his arm around your waist
when he can't touch you fully at the moment he'll just hold your pinkie
or he'll softly stroke your thigh with his pinkie
Jimmy, whenever he sees you're tired or in a bad mood, he'll put you in his lap, slowly and softly stroke your head and sing
he'll softly sing for you to calm you down cuz he knows how much you love his voice
when you're watching a movie together, you have to be on top of him
just lay on him that's everything he needs!
he can reach every part of you, he have your face close to his and he's body to body which is very relaxing for him
I think he have very cold hands so he likes putting them under your t-shirt when you don't pay attention
he feels like he's protecting you when he's touching you
but that's just what he needs - you!