#benatar x reader

[dippydotty]

ROAD RAGEEE ft. My british wifey benatar

[yfmimagines]

[ava-imagines]

Can i request Benatar cuddling Headcanons?

YYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!

Benatar Cuddling Headcannons! 💙🎸

Bro Benatar gives the best hugs ever omg

Like he's also the type of guy to pick you up and swing you around mid-hug

Big Spoon 100% fr (wants to be held by you aswell)

He also pats your head lovingly if you're okay with that

Sometimes he's a bit shy hugging you around the other band members so he usually does it when it's just you two, but in the odd time he will

Also don't worry, if Puff Puff tries saying anything usually Deejay's there to shut him down.

"Tch. To tall enough for your own partner to even reach your neck."

"Puff, man, cut it out. You're just jealous Benatar scored someone first."

Sometimes also kisses the top of your head mid hug 👀

Overall, Benatar's literally the best person to give out hugs. 100% reccomend

[kennacore]

The Popcorn Incident (a Benatar x Reader smut fic!!)

NOTES: Hey guys!! You seemed to like my Puff smut fic, so here’s a Benatar one😈😈 this is painfully self indulgent and cringe 😭😭 but enjoy anyways LMFAO.

DISCLAIMERS; Reader is AFAB, Benatar is painfully British, He’s also a virgin lol, Breeding kink, Reader is the top.

It was a painfully boring night on the YFM tour bus, which was a rare occurrence. Typically, the others would be doing something insanely chaotic, yet everyone was mellowed out for the time being. None of you were up to much in the slightest, since you had all already practiced together for the day. Meaning that there wasn't much left for the lot of you to do.

You were currently sitting on the sofa beside Axel, mindlessly strumming random chords on your electric guitar. Benatar was in the ‘kitchen’ preparing some tea for himself, while Puff and Deejay were sitting at the table, making small talk. You sure were hoping something would happen soon, because you were losing your mind to boredom.

“Ugh man, I’m so fuckin bored dawg!” Axel complains as he leans against you with an obnoxiously loud yawn. You tense up at the contact with a small blush, accidentally messing up the em chord you were attempting to play previously. “True that, I swear there ain’t nothing to do on this motherfucking bus,” Deejay agrees with a tired sigh. “Yes I must agree, this evening has been quite a bore. I suppose I shall have my tea and head off to bed th—“ Benatar was cut off by Puff, who suddenly stood from the table with a wild grin on his face. Oh great here we go again. That's the look he always gets whenever he has a bad or downright devious idea. You didn't like where this was going in the slightest.

“Guys, let’s play truth or dare!” Puff suggested. Deejay sighs and shakes his head “man what are we, highschoolers?” he mumbles. “Oh c’mon it’ll be fun, don’t be a bunch of pussies!” Puff then sits on the floor and motions for everyone else to come join him. Everyone reluctantly obeys him. “Alright let's get this show on the road! Haha!” Puff grins and slaps his knee. You were a bit nervous to say the least, but who knows; maybe it’ll be fun?

“Hey, y/n! Truth or dare?” Puff questions while pointing directly at you. You jump up, feeling a bit startled. Oh great, of course he had to pick you first. Fun was simply out of the question now. You thought for a second, now this may be the most ‘chicken’ option, but you wanted to play it safe! You knew how wild Puff could be. “Truth,” you were just hoping he wouldn’t ask anything too weird. “How big are those tits baby?” Puff wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. A blush spreads across your cheeks at the question, you should have known he would ask something weird! You now regret even agreeing to play this in the first place. You now nervously gaze down at the bus floor, thinking about what exactly to say.

Benatar could sense you were a bit uncomfortable with the question, so he spoke up for you. “Erm Puff, maybe you shouldn’t ask dear y/n stuff like tha—'' he was attempting to stick up for you, only to be shot down. “Oh c’mon it's just for fun you loser! Plus I bet you're curious too, you perv. I know damn well you’ve probably jacked off to the thought of those fat tits before!” Benatars face flushes at the accusation, his lips part in shock. The brit was speechless as he looked at the floor. Axel laughs obnoxiously while ruffling Benatar's hair. “Haha! You got a little crush or somethin you fuckin dick? I mean, I don’t blame you y/n is one super hot mama, I mean have you seen that ass!? She's so—“ Axel was cut off by Puff. He sure did seem to love cutting people off while they were talking. “Shut up, idiots! Y/n still hasn't answered!” Puff rolls his eyes. Everyone then finally settles down and looks at you expectintally, causing you to get nervous again.

After a few moments of hesitation, you timidly blurt out what your bra size was to everyone. Which earns you some suggestive comments, mainly from Puff, and even some howling from Axel? Benatar was the only one who didn’t say a word. He simply sat with a blush while shaking his head at his band mates reactions. You shrug it off with a blush of your own as you ponder on who you were going to ask. After some thinking, you end up deciding you want to fuck with Axel a little, since he’s been picking on poor Benatar all night. Plus, Benatar was sweet enough to try to stick up for you earlier. So you wanted to stick up for him now.

“Hey Axel, truth or dare?” You question, a devious smirk displayed on your face. Axel is quick to respond “dare obviously! I'm not a coward!” The man gave you a toothy grin. “I dare you to eat a raw egg and you have to swallow it too! No spitting it out.” You giggle evilly, it wasn't a super awful dare but you didnt wanna be too mean. He was still your friend after all. Axel seemed stunned for a moment, but wasn't hesitant to hop up to head over to the fridge for an egg. “Hah! Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to swallow it all, because spitters are quitters man! Wait, that sounded kind of gay. Everyone please ignore me…” Axel rambled on as he stood in front of the lot of you.

The brute then crushes the egg open with his bare hand, before slurping up the raw yolk inside. Axel was true to his word and swallowed it all with a scowl. You and the others chuckled at his goofy expression as he sat back down. “Now Benatar you fuckin wimp, truth or dare?” Axel snickers. Benatar seemed visibly nervous that he was picked. For a moment he was silent as he contemplated, but wanting to seem cool to everyone, he went with dare.

“I dare you to shove your face right between y/n’s tits for a whole minute!” Axel howls with laughter, Puff and Deejay joining in. The brit was quick to get red in the face for the second time that evening. You couldn't help but turn red as well. You surely didn’t see that coming.

Hesitantly, Benatar crawls over to sit in front of you. “Oh heavens, I'm terribly sorry about this. Is this even okay, my love?” He asks before profusely continuing to apologize, despite the fact he hadn't even done anything yet. You laugh and give a shrug. “Well hey I mean, it is only a small dare, so it's okay! It’ll be over before you know it.” You smile sweetly at him.

Benatar lets out a shaky breath before finally leaning down towards your chest. The brit then nudges his soft face between your breasts. You could feel how hot his face was against your skin, it was cute how flustered he was over a silly dare. Teasingly, you wrap your arms around the boy to bring him in closer to you, causing him to gasp and tense up. Seeing Benatar so nervous like this was starting to make you feel some kind of way.

“Havin fun, you dork??” Axel taunts the blonde. Benatar attempts to speak, but his words come out in a muffle since his face is still smothered between your fat tits.

Eventually, a minute passes and the two of you seperate. Benatar is breathing unevenly, his face flustered a dark red shade; even his blonde hair was a bit disheveled. You just adored how he looked right now. It was seriously the cutest thing ever.

The others, especially Axel, were laughing to kill themselves at the his reaction. Which only made the brit more embarrassed. “Oh sod off, you plonkers,” Benatar mumbles as he scoots back to his previous spot.

——

As the night went on, the game of truth or dare ended up being short lived. You all got bored of it. Puff had then suggested another ‘brilliant’ idea to everyone. He recommended they all go to the Bald Beaver, and so that's where the majority of the band went. Except for you and Benatar— the two of you decide to remain on the bus, since Benatar suggested you guys could ‘watch the telly’ together. You guys never went out to the clubs much with the others anyways. Clubs were too much of a hassle for you personally. The amount of men that tried to hit on you in a single night was unreal. You just simply didn’t want to deal with it tonight. Plus, you couldn’t turn down Benatar’s offer, it did sound rather pleasant.

You and Benatar were now curled up on the couch as you opened up Netflix. The first thing you saw was a random American movie both of you had never seen before. You guys weren’t from America, so you were unfamiliar with American titles such as these. You figured to just choose to play that movie instead of spending 30 minutes trying to find another film. As it played on, it didn't seem overly interesting in the slightest; that was until a literal sex scene came on. To say you were shocked was an understatement. Maybe next time you should actually read the description for the movie before playing it.

It wasnt just any sex scene either, it was starting to get rather kinky. At first, the woman on screen had smothered the man’s face right between her bare breasts, simply teasing him. It seemed rather normal as of now. But it wasn’t long before there were blindfolds, whips and all kinds of other things being displayed on the screen. Is this the type of shit Americans liked?

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Benatar shuffling nervously. Unbeknownst to you, the poor man was starting to get a little hot and bothered down south. The start of the scene had reminded him of how earlier that evening you had done the same thing to him. He begins to remember how soft and warm your cleavage was, he wishes he could have stayed between your breasts forever. A tent began to form in his jeans at the thought, Benatar subtly attempted to cover his little problem by placing the popcorn bowl over his lap. He was praying that you wouldn’t notice. He was ashamed for thinking such dirty things about his dear friend. The mixture of his thoughts, and the film playing on the screen in front of him was making him feel lightheaded.

Sure, he’s seen porn before, but surprisingly enough he had never actually had sex. So sitting beside a very beautiful girl, whom he happened to have a slight crush on, while watching this? While he was also having dirty thoughts about said girl? Yeah, he was kind of losing his cool. “You okay, Benatar? You seem a bit nervous honey,” you question the brit. The man in question yelps, whipping his head to look over at you. You notice he’s flustered yet again. “Oh um, I’m… I’m quite alright, darling.” Benatar audibly gulps while looking away. Seeing him like this was driving you crazy. You just had to tease him a little bit more.

“Aw, is someone all flustered over a little sex scene?” You taunt, although admittedly the scene was making you blush too. To be fair, it was some pretty kinky stuff. Benatar was quick to shake his head vigorously to show his disagreement. “No! Not at all…” he lied while beginning to fidget with his pale fingers nervously. You lean in close to him with a large grin “you sure?” Benatar visibly stiffened up, before looking to the floor timidly. Holy shit, did he just whine? How cute.

You decided that the poor brit has had enough teasing for now, so you sit back properly in your original spot on the sofa. Benatar let out a shaky sigh of relief as he shovels some popcorn into his gob. “Hey Benatar, gimme the bowl. You're hogging it all!” You joked playfully as you nudged him with your elbow, a grin on your lips as you placed your hands on the bowl.

Benatar jumped up with a loud gasp, shaking his head aggressively. “No! I mean um, you can't have it because… it's no good, It's gone baltic!” Benatar attempted to persuade you to not take the bowl, he almost seemed in a small panic as he spoke. You quirk an eyebrow at the blonde, feeling confused. “It’s gone… cold? C’mon, I had some just a bit ago and it was still piping hot! Now hand it over to me, you dork.” You tease while taking the bowl from his lap, and that’s when you saw it. There in the front of his black jeans stood a rather large bump.

Your lips part in shock as you stare at his boner, so that’s why he didn’t want to move that bowl. Benatar whimpered out pathetically while avoiding eye contact. “Oh my, I’m terribly sorry darling. I don’t know what happened! I um I just, I started thinking about earlier. The truth is… I quite fancy you, love. I have for quite some time now.” The brit stumbles over his words shyly as he confesses to you.

You were awestruck at his words, you had no clue he returned your feelings. To be truthful, you’ve had a crush on him ever since you joined the band all those years ago. “Oh Benatar, I like you a lot too,” you state with a blush while placing the popcorn bowl aside before putting a gentle hand on his thigh, causing the man to stiffen up. “Now, would you like some help there with your little problem?” You giggled teasingly, the blonde was baffled at your offer. “You… you would help me with it, love? Really?” Benatar questions with an audible gulp, seeming absolutely flabbergasted.

You shut off the tv before turning to face him. Gingerly, you hold Benatar's hands in your own, giving him a soft smile “of course, honey.” As you held his hands, you noticed his hands were shaking, and a tad bit sweaty. You frown a little bit at his nervousness, “are you sure you want me to help you out? You seem so anxious,” you ask with genuine concern. You would never want to make Benatar uncomfortable.

Benatar is fast to nod in response, “yes! I just… um, oh goodness… I’ve never quite done this sort of thing before.” To say you're surprised is an understatement. He was such a total babe magnet! How has no one fucked the ever living hell out of him? Knowing you were going to be his first made more heat pool down south. “Oh Benatar, don’t you fret. I’ll take such good care of you honey…” you whisper while shuffling yourself onto the brits lap. You wrap your arms around his neck before leaning in to kiss his face softly. You wanted to take things slow with him, considering he was new to this.

“Good heavens, you're so lush…” Benatar compliments as your kisses trail down his neck. You can’t help but giggle at his painfully British compliment as you begin to suckle and nip gently at his neck, causing the man’s breath to hitch. While leaving marks on his neck, you decide you grind yourself on the man's lap, causing a high pitched whine to leave his throat. The sound instantly sends a rush of arousal straight through you. You had no clue he could make such cute noises. You desperately needed to hear more.

Leaning up, you connect your lips to the brits plump ones. Benatar makes a startled noise at first, but it doesn’t take long before he melts like butter right into the kiss. The kiss is quick to get more heated. His slender fingers make their way to your face, now softly cupping your cheeks. The sweet gesture made your heart do a flip in your chest. How was he such a sweetheart?

As you pull away, a trail of saliva connects you both. “Benatar, before we continue this, let’s take this to my bed, shall we?” You suggest with a wink while the two of you stand up. You take his hand before leading him to the bed, he trails behind you like a lost puppy. Playfully, you shove him onto the mattress with a gentle push. Benatar propped himself up on his elbows not too long after he was tossed onto your bed, just so he could still have a view of you.

“May I take my top off, pretty please? It’s awfully hot in here…” Benatar suddenly questioned. You nod, deciding to even help him with it. You don’t hesitate to move close to him to help him remove his suit jacket, followed by his dress shirt and tie. Once it's all removed, you toss it all to the floor carelessly before admiring the shirtless brit. The boy blushes once he noticed you gawking at him.

You figured now you should strip a bit as well, it’s only fair after all. Maybe you would tease the man a bit by giving him a little personal ‘strip show’. In a painfully slow manner, you grab a hold of the bottom of your tank top before pulling it off of yourself. You watched him closely as you did, wanting to drink up all his reactions. So far he hadn’t had any major reaction, that was until you reached your hands behind yourself to unclip your bra. His lips part in shock, his face even becoming a darker shade of red. He must have been eager to see your tits, how cute.

As your bra was removed and discarded else where, he couldn’t help but gawk at the sight of your bare chest. “Pardon me for staring, love. You just… oh gosh, you have such beautiful breasts,” Benatar compliments bashfully. He was so awfully polite with his word choice, you found it adorable. You thank him before sliding your pants off.

There was only one more garment remaining on your body now, and that was your panties. You smirk as an idea forms in your mind. “Oh Benatar, come sit at the ledge of the bed for a moment.” Benatar is quick to scramble up and sit at the ledge of the bed in front of you, he was so obedient.

“Take these off for me, please pretty?” You ask while pointing down at your underwear. You could see a bead of sweat drip off the boy's red face, he was adorably flustered. Benatar swallows hard and reaches his shaking hands out towards you, only to place them on your hips softly. Benatar was so gentle with you, he was treating you as if you were a fragile porcelain doll who could shatter at any moment.

Benatar hooks his slender fingers under the sides of your panties, before looking up at you. He was silently asking for permission, despite the fact you’ve already given it to him. You giggle with a nod, letting him know it’s fine to proceed. His kindness practically made your heart leap out of your chest. Finally, he slides your panties down your thighs, letting them drop to the floor beneath you. He can’t help but stare at the spot between your legs. “My gosh…” the Brit mumbles as he admires your glistening pussy, you were already absolutely soaked.

“Does my sweet boy like what he sees?” You taunt as you softly cup his cheek. Benatar nods quickly as he continues to admire it. “Yes love, your body's like an angels. You're so gorgeous…” he speaks softly. You blush at his kind words while dropping down to your knees in front of him. “You’ve been such a good boy for me, I think I should reward you honey,” you say whilst unzipping his pants. Benatar gulps as he watches on nervously, his breath already getting more rapid by the minute.

At last the only thing standing in your way was his boxers. The front of his boxers were already slathered with precum, how adorable. You slip off his boxers with ease, allowing his cock to finally spring free from its containment. It stood tall and proud in all its glory, precum drooling from the head. You gawk at the size, he was packing! You would have never guessed. “Wow…” you whisper as you admire his dick. The brit shuffled around shyly as you stared on. “Is it any good, lovey?” He questions, hoping you were impressed with his size. “Oh yes, your cock is perfect. It's so perfect that I may just have to tit fuck it,” you tease. Benatar’s cock twitches at your words, he must like the way you dirty talked to him.

You grasp a hold of your tits before placing them around Benatar’s hard cock. Benatar lets out a choked moan before gripping the bed sheets at his sides tightly. You’ve hardly done anything yet he's already so excited.

As you begin to move your tits up and down on the brits dick, he's already letting out the most delightful sounds. He attempts to cover his mouth to muffle his noises, but you put a stop to that quickly. Your actions freeze suddenly, causing the boy to whine. “Benatar, uncover your mouth. Please? I want to hear all of those dirty little noises that are going to leave that mouth of yours.” Benatar hesitates but uncovers his mouth, he wouldn’t want to disobey you. “Good boy,” you praise as you continue your previous actions.

“Oh my gosh love, that… oh that feels lovely. Please don’t stop,” he whimpers out. Once again, you abruptly stop tit fucking the man. “Oh? Did you say to stop? Okay then,” you tease. You heard the blonde perfectly well, but you just had to have your fun with him. Benatar is quick to shake his head in disagreement. “No! Oh goodness no… I said to please not stop. This feels like heaven on earth, love. Oh please mistress don’t stop now, pretty please? I’ll be such a good boy, I promise…” he begs pathetically with a noisy whine.

Holy shit. Did he just fucking call you mistress? If you weren't already turned on enough, that title alone made you drip with arousal. “Fuck your so god damn cute,” you compliment before desperately moving your tits up and down on his cock again. You were going to make this boy cum harder than he ever has before, you would make sure of it. As you continue your work, you gaze up at Benatar, admiring the mess you’ve made of him. His chest rose and fell rapidly with every shaky breath that escaped his lungs, his face burned a bright cherry red shade. Sweat droplets fell from his pretty face, and the moans that left his parted lips were downright angelic.

It seemed he was starting to get closer to orgasm. With the way his cock twitched between your boobs and the way his legs trembled, there was no way he wasn’t close. “Does my pretty boy want to cum? Aw, how cute! Go ahead honey, make a mess all over mistresses face.” You quicken your pace as you open your mouth, letting your tongue stick out. You were hoping you could possibly catch a few drops of his cum on your tongue. Your words sent Benatar over the edge with ease. “Ah! oh love, my gosh…” he tosses his head back for a moment with a shaky moan as he coats your face with his cum, his hands tightly gripping onto your bedsheets.

You were shocked with how much he was cumming, he was practically painting your face a whole new color. “Mm, fuck honey. You came so much…” you point out. Benatar gets painfully red at your comment. “Oh dear, I apologise! I um, gosh I didn’t mean to make such a mess, should I help you clean it up? Or—“

You cut him off with a chuckle while shaking your head. “Don’t worry, I got this” you say while beginning to gather the cum from your face, only to lick it off your fingers. Benatar is stunned as he watches “darling, don’t do that now… you're going to get me all hot and bothered again,” Benatar pleads for you to cease your actions. “Oh really? That’s good to know,” you tease as you continue licking your fingers clean. Benatar’s cock throbs with need as he watches in awe.

Once your face and fingers are (somewhat) cleaned off, you stand up whilst giving the blonde a smirk. “Now, be good and lay down on the bed for me,” you beckon for the man to lay. Benatar obeys and sprawls himself across your bed. At a teasingly slow pace, you crawl on top of the brit and gaze down at him.

“Are you ready for the ride of your life, sweetheart?” Benatar nods eagerly while speaking “yes, oh yes please ma’am.” He was so polite, it honestly weirdly turned you on in a sense. Without hesitation, you drop yourself down on Benatar's cock. A loud choked moan leaves the man's mouth as he rests his hands on your hips “oh gosh!” He cries out noisily. You can't help but let a moan of your own out, the way he stretched you out was unreal. It's almost as if your pussy was made for him.

As you slam yourself up and down on his cock, his noises are music to your ears. “Benatar… fuck, you're so cute honey. That’s right, keep moaning for me like that, good fucking boy” you whine out. All the praise made the poor boy's head feel fuzzy. He decided to attempt to return the praise. “You um, goodness miss. You look stunning riding me like that…” he speaks shakily as his grip on your hips gets a bit rougher. You smile at his attempt to compliment you, he was so shy with the way he spoke. You just loved it.

“Benatar, how would you feel if I asked you to cum inside of me?” You question with a heavy pant. Benatar’s cock twitching inside of you and the way his hips bucked upwards was enough of an answer, but you wanted to hear him say how badly he wanted to. “Oh gosh, you would let me? Are you sure? That sounds awfully naughty…”

You nod with a smirk “mm fuck yes, fill me up Benatar. Cum inside of me, breed me deep. Don’t hold back, I want to be your personal cumdump. I want to be your dirty little whore. Let my pussy be your slutty little breeding toy,” you moan. One of the hands that had previously been gripped on your hip had made its way to his mouth. Benatar placed his hand over his mouth in shock at your words. He had no idea you could say such foul things. What he was more shocked about though, was that he was into it, a lot. it sent a new wave of arousal through him.

Benatar whimpers pathetically into his hand as his hips begin bucking upwards into you ever so slightly. He couldn't control himself at this point, you just felt too good. “That's right, good fucking boy. Fuck into your mistress like that. You're going to breed me so well, aren’t you my sweet boy? Oh fuck yes, ah that’s it, just like that.”

That was all it took for Benatar’s breath to hitch as he came with a high pitched whine. His hands grasped tightly onto your love handles desperately once again, as the brits cock twitches and pulses inside of your pussy. He’s filling you to the brim with his cum. The feeling alone easily sent you over the edge with a loud moan. You were cumming hard around his cock, your legs shook from the intensity of your orgasm. “Fuck, oh my god. This feels fucking amazing,” you moan breathlessly as the man fills you with everything he’s got.

“Fuck Benatar, god I love you,” you lean down, giving the blonde a loving kiss. He returned the gesture with 0 hesitation, the way he kissed you was so gentle and sweet. After the kiss, you finally pull yourself off of Benatar's cock. The amount of cum that spilled out of you was downright insane. “Holy shit, you sure do cum a lot, don’t you?” You taunt him with a chuckle. Benatar stares in awe as he watches his cum spill out of you, if he wasn't so exhausted he’s sure it would have made him hard yet again.

“You were so good for me sweetheart, would you like some tea as a reward?” You ask with a soft smile. Benatar returns the smile while giving you a nod “yes please love, I’d really fancy a cup of tea.” You shimmy out of your bed, slipping on your bra and panties before tossing Benatar his boxers with a wink. “You better put those back on just in case anyone comes back later” you giggle. Before leaving the room, you sneakily snatch Benatars dress shirt off of the floor. You decide to slip it on yourself once you’ve left the bedroom, leaving a few of the top buttons undone. The poor boy would probably have a heart attack seeing you in his shirt, but that's perhaps exactly what you wanted. You sure did love to tease.

You make your way to the counter, preparing the brit his tea while humming. You find yourself lost in thought, thinking about all the things that occurred that evening as the kettle boils. You were so caught up in your head, that you never heard the door to the bus slam open until it was too late.

“Dude her boobs were like two melons in a shirt! I’m telling y—“ whoever the owner of the voice was had stopped themselves mid sentence. You had snapped out of your thoughts at last, and froze in fear. Oh fuck. Slowly, you turn around and sure enough there stood your fellow band members (minus Benatar of course). All of them had their mouths agape in shock as they stared at you.

You were in quite the state. Not only were you half naked while wearing Benatar’s shirt, but your hair was disheveled. What had happened between you and the blonde while the others were away was painfully obvious. You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment, of course they had to come back now of all times. “Did you and Benatar have sex!?” Puff yells. Oh boy, you weren't ever going to hear the end of this one.

[dippydotty]

The urge to write a yfm the series with the reader as a bassist (also plays the flute, and violin) in the gang (i would prob do it soon)

Id probably make it smthn in between romantic and platonic, mostly just flirts from members yuh

We bouta pull up in convulsion club😂✌️

[dippydotty]

Fuckass brit boy i love him tea boy haha

[dippydotty]

YOUR FAVORITE MARTIAN.. WITH... YOU?

reader insert in your favorite martian the series ver!

This will be female reader sadly, since i came up with a fun concept, kinda making her based off noodle from gorillaz a lil bit!1!1

TW WARNINGS WILL BE IN THE FANFIC!

SERIES LINKIES☁︎

1. DOUCHEBAGGED!!!

2. DIE FOR ROCK AND ROLL!

3. ZOMBILLIES..

4. BAD SEED..?

5. #1 FAN

6. G.I.A/GPS!

7. QUARANTINE-

8. ROAD RAGE!

9. PITY FUCK (haha)

10. ISO TANK

11. BUS ARREST!!1!1

Tagged ꨄ︎👇

+note i actualky have the upmost motivation to write omg

[dippydotty]

DOUCHEBAGGED! Ep.1

PT. 2

SERIES!

YES MAEMMMMM BROCK IS KEWL BREO

Tw: Swearing, sexual jokes

You and the gang managed to plan a trip to the jersey shore, puff puff suggested the idea that you guys go to the jersey shore to relax for a while with 'our busy schedule', yeah no shit we dont have a busy schedule he just wants to go.

You were wearing a... [tankini, bikini, etc etc wtv you want]

"Puff, no im not flashing my tits at you just because im wearing my bathing suit you fuck." You said while walking on the sand, it was grainy and hot and the sun settled onto your skin.

"Thats too damn bad puff you aint getting no flash of [name]'s boobs dude!" Axel commented while chuckling "Yeah no shit she would let you" deejay added on.

"Yeah yeah, theres going to be other babes in bikinis in store for me here!" He said, eye rolling and putting his pockets on his red jackets pocket.

Benatar while holding his keytar, shuffles slightly as you can tell his hand was kinda.. sweating.

You switched from deejay's side to benatars side and ask. "Here, let me carry that for you now benatar, noticed your hands were shaking." You said calmly, while benatar turns his head to you while you were all still walking.

"No thank you very much, i do appreciate your concern [name], but i can handle holding my keytar for quiet long, while even we bask in the sun!" He politely declined your offer as you kept walking with the gang, then we suddenly saw, brock?

Laying on a purple mat, there was brock while reading a magazine.

"So this is where THEE brock hangs out when you arent working security" puff puff makes a hand gesture and caught brock's attention.

"This is my heaven, the jersey shore, its full of bro's!" Brock responded, eyes or head coming back to read the magazine since he had sunglasses on, you couldnt tell.

"EYYYYY" men wearing glasses that are absolutely douche, lifting dumbells and excercising said.

"Super hot panty droppers."

"Eyyy" the tanned woman laying on a mat says and makes a hand gesture.

"See? Knew there was a hot babe more than you [name]" puff side eyes you and you roll your eyes.

"Okay?" You said side eyeing puff back, and he smirks.

"Excuse me gentlemen, and ehem women.. i have to see about a boobs." Puff says with an imaginary tie, trying to tighten it.

Deejay face palms and you, benatar, axel just watch puff approaching the woman who was clearly relaxing.

"Do you think hes going to end up okay? I genuinely think that woman has a man." You say crossing your arms.

"Sure, he is, if he dont survive then why dont we just let it unfold." Deejay replies.

"Im betting 10 bucks that puff puff is goin' to sucess." Axel said.

You watch puff with the others as you speculate him making a sexual pick up line, probably about his penis.

Then you see a buff dude tapping his shoulder and punching him.

"The ten bucks, axel?" You said making a grabbing gesture and smirking.

"Laterrr..." axel responds.

Then you see brock appear infront of puff fastly, what the fuck?

"Y'know guys, lets just get going and leave him for now." You said

"Right.. sure." Deejay said and all of you walked away, leaving puff for now with his antics

You guys eventually found a spot and you set up an umbrella and a chair, your bag sitting on the sand, you couldnt care less for now.

"Guys, remember to put sunscreen on," you reached for sunscreen on inside your bag and opened the lid, squeezing a right amount onto your hand and rubbing it on your body.

"NNNNNO! Hell ill do this raw without any sunscreen! MOM!" Axel replied and ran straight into the water.

"Fuck you axel im not your mom!" You said while he was chuckling.

"Yeah ill just put some a-bit." Deejay says and gestures his hand, so you squeezed the bottle to give him the right amount.

"There you go deejay." You said, and he pulls a thumbs up and runs to the water with axel, now you looked at benatar and gestured him to add sunscreen on.

"Im going to stay 'ere for awhile now miss." He politely declined the sunscreen as you asked him "you sure? This is the day we can finally go to have more and more fun rather than the clubs and stuff." You said while kneeling besides him, you still noticed he was still holding his keytar.

"Im going to stay with my keytar, you go have fun dear! After all, you dont wanna be bored with me 'ere." Benatar says and you giggle, standing up while waving a small wave to him and running into the water with the others.

"WHAAAATS UP!" You jumped in the water and splashed them.

"HOLY SHIT [NAME] YOU GOT SALTWATER IN MY EYES." Deejay says while rubbing his eyes

"And i tasted it" axel says while he splashes you too, getting your hair wet.

"Man, im going to get you!" You splashed axel back as you guys played with the salt water, but little did you know dee jay was planning something

A loud splash came to both of you as you heard deejay make a fake evil laugh.

"Muahaha." His voice is still monotone as the deejay you know.

You three spent some time playing in the water until axel stops splashing and says

"We gon' build a sand castle remember, name can you get my underwear in the smallest pocket of my bag?" He says.

"Why do you even have underwear in your pockets AND in your bag." Dee jay said, crossing his arms while still in the water.

"Is it even clean axel..?" You said making a sarcastic disgusted noise.

"OFFF COURSEEE! Im clean sometimes too ya' know? And its also for the flag." Axel said proudly.

"Okay sometimes concerns me but sure, smart and kinda dumb option to choose for the flag." You stepped out the water as deejay and axel followed, sitting nearby on where the shore is and they both were starting to build the sand castle.

You approached where axel had placed his bag close to the umbrella you set, benatar is playing some notes in his keytar and didnt seem to mind you.

You took out the underwear axel had apparently saved for this trip, and your suprised it was actually clean like what he said.

So you threw it to him and you watched as they built the sand castle.

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After a few 30 minutes after, the castle was finally built and they were just adding some details.

"Holy shit thats good." You commented "thanks me and deejay both WORKED on it while you were just watching" he sarcastically said. You nudged his shoulder and laughed as axel spoke.

"Nice buttress deejay!" Axel spoke.

"Yours nice also too." Deejay said, while suddenly-

THUMP

And you three backed away. WHAT THE FUCK.

"WHOS UP FOR SOME LITTLE MAN AND MAN ACTION, that came out wrong. LETS GO KICK SOME DOUCHEBAG ASS!" Puff suddenly jumped on the sand castle and spoke.

"Now what the fuck was that." You, and the two stood up as benatar was standing besides you guys suddenly.

Brock comes up to all of you and says

"You might wanna dial back his vitamin cocktail" he said.

"Man we spent half an hour on that sand castle." Deejay said while axel was doing fake tears.

You could see puff puff laughing menacingly? You dont know how to process it.

"Well, now what." You said.

TimeSkip

You got out from the bathroom inside your tour bus as you went into the studio, "whats up, im finally done, and now we just.. need puff." You said, standing next to axel, while benatar was on the other side.

"Man, fuck puff, he spent 3 hours layin' shit." Dee jay said and you agreed, then suddenly, someone slammed the bus door open and it was puff with two girls in his arms.

He walked strangely as he spoke. "WHATS UPP ITS PUFF PUFF HERE BIATCHES!" he said smirking.

"Man what happened to you, your such a fucking douche now." Dee jay commented as you silently agreed while setting up your electric bass, adjusting the tunes.

"EYYYY thanks deejay alright! Lets get this practice done so we could get this- [inaudable.]" Douche puff spoke as he made head movements.

You prepared to play your electric bass but puff suddenly sang.. differently?

"OooOOh GIIrlll," he stops and then continues. "GIiirLl-" he coughs at the end. "What the fuckk? I cant sing-" puff says as he turns his head to look at all of us.

Then brock magically appears and the door opened.

"Yes, your a douchebag now puff! You have to let certain things go.." brock says while doing arm movements. "Like listenin' to mpi, wearin' glasses, or having talent" brock continues as puff falls to his knees and responds. "NOOOO i love my muscles, but its not worth it.." puff said with frustration clear in his voice

"CAN WE REVERSE IT BROCK?" You and deejay exclaimed, and questioned i guess. "Well its difficult being a douche at this level its... serious.. but theres one way." Magically, brock pulls out a harry potter book. "Harry potter?" Puff questions. "Read it, and dont come back once you know what happens in hogwarts."

Brock magically dissapears.

Several hours later...

The door bus slams open and normal puff finally appeared. "HEYYY FELLAS lets play some tunes!" All of you, except for puff puff, mouth agape and axel suddenly adds in.

"Its a miracle! How come has this happened?" Axel asked.

"The only way to beat douche completely, is to read the hog book, cover to cover.." brock added.

"Harry potter? Man how hard is that?" Deejay said, his voice lightening up suddenly.

"Hard as this moby dick motha fucka!" Puff says.

"Well, i guess our puffs fuckass is back to normal." You said smirking.

"Awee you'll always be a douche to us puff puff! But seriously, your a douche." Axels tone came down.

AHHGGG FIRST CHAPETERRR