#fk: fluff

[onsunnyside]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSRDkRrEM/ no bc who in ur ce characters could this be,,,, i could see fk!Ari,,, or checkpoint!jake,,,,, even cl!steve sksjdjf just soft for their girlies <3

AHH definitely fk!ari !!

“Oh, Curtis is gonna be so fuckin’ jealous.” Ari laughs and leans against the wall, “is this homemade?” He pulls out a large muffin.

You nod quickly. “Yup! I worked at a bakery for a bit, picked up a few things.”

You close the basket on your bicycle, ready to ride back home and cook dinner. Ari had texted you and asked if you could bring him lunch, he said it was in the fridge. All you saw was a plain sandwich and a bottle of pop.

That was a big no.

You couldn’t let your boyfriend suffer like that, Ari was a big guy with an appetite to match, he deserved the best meals whenever he pleased. And you just loved cooking for him too.

“You wear sunscreen?” Your nod earns you several sweet kisses. Ari cups your cheek, barely dipping his tongue between your lips. “Mhm, thank you for making and bringing my lunch, sugar.” He nibbles your bottom lip, “practicing for when I make you my housewife?”

You snort and fist his chain, keeping him close. “I don’t need practice—I’m wife material already.”

“Yes, you fuckin’ are.” He groans against your lips, peppering kisses across your cheek to your jaw, “I should probably get back to work. I’ll be home around the regular time, okay?” He says that but his actions are different, and he nuzzles into your neck, sighing in content. “I love you, baby—but everything better be cleaned and a warm dinner should be on the table.”

You giggle, shoving him away before he could tickle you with his beard. “Yes, sir.”

His eyes gleam, “oh, you don’t wanna say that again.”

“Why not, sir?”

His hand slips down to your ass, roughly groping your flesh before landing a harsh spank. It’s forceful enough to send you crashing into his firm chest. “Unless you want that to be your little cunt, I suggest you take your pretty self back home and wait for daddy, yeah?”

[onsunnyside]

Idk why the idea of Fk ari not having it when reader wants to go get some things from the grocery store late at night alone. Like she’s craving some ice cream so she’s like “im gonna go buy some brb” and ari is just like ?????? Wait for me ???? And she’s like “ill be quick stay here” and he’s just “absolutely fucking not im going or no ice cream”

omg yes !!

"It's just down the road—"

"I don't care!" Comes Ari's muffled voice.

Just a second ago, he was lounging on the couch in his grey sweats, strumming away at his guitar while you did a puzzle on the floor. Then, you spotted your designated ice cream mug (a thrifted mug with a crude cat painting) on the shelf. For a split second, you got excited for some ice cream before you went to bed, but then you remembered you had finished the tub yesterday.

The only option to feed this abrupt craving? Late night ice cream run.

You were fine going alone. It didn't make sense for Ari to get dressed to come along when you could just take your bike and be back within ten minutes at max.

"Look, you either wait a fuckin' minute, or you don't go at all and I'll go pick it up alone."

"That doesn't make sense!"

"It doesn't have to. Stop pouting, I don't have to see you to know you're doing it."

Your frown disappears. "So bossy..."

You roll on the heels of your feet, cocking your head at the quarter-finished puzzle on the floor. It was a peaceful garden with plenty of colourful flowers and too much green. Over half the pieces were different shades of green. It was going to take a while to complete.

"Oh please, I know you love it." He emerges from the bedroom in jeans with messy hair, and his shirt half-buttoned. He goes to the kitchen and swings open the fridge, then the freezer and the cabinets. "We need to go grocery shopping anyway."

"I was gonna go to the convenience store!"

"And now we're going to the grocery store." He swiftly replies, and takes out several reusable bags, "they have more ice cream flavours anyway—and they have the good ones."

You fall back onto the couch dramatically, "Ugh, but I don't wanna walk around for thirty minutes."

"I'll carry you if I have to." Ari slips on his shoes, stuffing his wallet into his pocket. "Pick a hat for me, sugar."

You begrudgingly point to the pink trucker one with the worn brim, and he puts it on his head, holding back his long brown hair.

"Well, get up then!" He promptly yanks you up, making you crash into his chest with a squeak. "Let's get you all your snacks too, baby, you still like those little gummies?"

[onsunnyside]

Oooh imagine trailer park ari fucks you so good that the whole trailer rocks back and forth and because there’s basically no soundproofing everyone in the park knows how good you get kicked down 🫠🫠🫠 resulting in some gossip and his size, how good he is etc.

Or he has his little spot outside where he has a little chair, he sits on it and sips his beer. And come night time when the air is cooler and the stars are out, he encourages you to sit on his lap. “Come sit on my lap honeybee” Hand slowly sliding up your dress and into your panties. “Wet already little one?”

Help! 😖😖😖😖

I LOVE DIRTY TRAILER DADDY !!

He makes you sit in his lap all the time, especially in front of the other guys, he slips his hand up your thigh and fiddles with the fringes of the denim.

“You having fun, sugar?” He asks, his beard rough against the back of your shoulder. The fire pit crackles in the background amongst the chatter of your friends and neighbours.

You stare down at your slushie—the same one Ari picked up for you before coming back from work. “Yeah, this is a good way to finish the week.”

Ari hums in agreement, slouching further in his seat and tugging you flush against his chest, more importantly his crotch. He keeps you pinned there, one hand snug between your thighs, nearly cupping your core through your shorts. “I’ve got the whole weekend off… and you smell really good.”

You squirm when he nibbles on the back of your neck, tickling you with his thick facial hair. “I used your soap—stop it, Ari!” You giggle.

“I love it when you smell like me.” He rasps, his fingers slipping up your shorts, right in front of everyone else. “Almost as much as I love smelling like you, honeybee.”

[onsunnyside]

HAPPY TRAILER PARK DADDY EVE BESTIE IM SO EXCITED LOVE YOU MWAH 😽 ❤️‍🩹

I’m so sad to say this but the update won’t come tomorrow, things have come up in my personal life recently and I have to move the date to next week on Tuesday (hopefully) !! 🥺👉👈

But I can offer a cute fluffy snippet:

“Who have you worn this for?” Ari frowns, a pair of lacy panties hanging off his finger, “That spoiled rich kid?”

“No,” You snatch the lingerie and stuff it into the bottom of the basket, “Ransom always bought me something new.”

“Ransom always bought me something new,” Ari mocks with an eyeroll, “Probably from his parent’s hefty pockets, bet that kid hasn’t worked a day in his life.” He steps before you and grabs your face with a smirk, “It’s okay, baby, you’ve got a real daddy to take care of you now.” He pinches your cheeks until your lips pout. “Awh, my baby was so sad, huh? The brat just treated you like meat?”

You gasp, “Ransom was nice—sometimes!”

“Yeah, yeah, I bet he was a real charmer. Did he cook you breakfast? Pick you up from work? Make sure you wear sunscreen and keep cool outside?” He lists, close enough that you can smell the mint gum in his mouth. “Did he even kiss your forehead? Or your neck how you like? Huh, did he do any of that?”

You just blink up at him, lips still puckered from his fingers in your cheeks. You shake your head, or try to at least.

He tuts his tongue. “Poor girl. It’s okay, sugar. Daddy’s home.” He swoops down, sinking his teeth into your bottom lip as his other hand grips your waist.

Giggling, you shove him away, turning your head last second so he kisses your cheek instead.

“Oh, that’s just mean.”

“So is everything you’re sayin’!” You dodge his kiss again, “you didn’t even know him.”

“I don’t need to know your ex to know he didn’t treat you how you deserve. If he did, I wouldn’t be here right now.” Ari easily lifts you up, placing you on the washing machine, and sliding his hands up your dress.

You hope the laundromat owner doesn’t catch you two.

“Everything I’ve got, I’ve made on my own. Don’t need permission from mommy and daddy for anything I do.” He stands between your legs, craning his neck to meet your gaze. Those blue eyes melt you to the core. “And look at us, being all domestic and shit—next thing you know, we’ll have a dog and the best lawn on the street.”

[onsunnyside]

dirty trailer daddy 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 titties out, sitting on his front steps, smoking and he can’t help but stare at your little short shorts “hey sugar, come sit with daddy” i cannot deaaaaal

THE DIRTIEST TRAILER DADDY !! hairy titties, some tattoos, including one that disappears under his jeans 🫡

he loves laundry day bc that’s when you wear the smallest shorts and thinnest tank top, walking around and air drying your clothes. “You need a break, sugar, come and sit with daddy.” He smirks, patting his lap. “Can’t, I’ve got too much to do.” He runs a hand over his beard, “I think you owe me, because if that little number is there, that means you wore it for someone who isn’t me.” He points to the lingerie on the line.

[onsunnyside]

i feel like there would never be a reason for FK!Ari to go to Nat's place other than maybe picking you up a little tipsy from girls night - anyways does Ari like Seven ?? I feel like he would ( secretly ) melt seeing you curled up with the cat

he most definitely does !!

Ari is the kind of person who just attracts animals, he gets along very well with the neighbours dogs and cats, some of them will even sit on his porch (or his lap) while he has a beer or smokes. He’s also very patient and will stay out there with them until their owners come by, or they head home—he wants to make sure they’re safe (🥹).

That patience also applies to you.

“Ariiii…” you drag on the last syllable, stumbling beside him, “I want a cat.” Sure, you’re covered in Seven’s fur and the little black hairs are awfully visible on your white dress, but you couldn’t just not cuddle with the precious animal—you weren’t cruel.

“We can get a cat.” He replies swiftly, basically carrying you towards his trailer. It’s pretty late, but you just finished a girls night at Nat’s trailer, and he refuses to let you walk home alone.

You were a clumsy drunk.

“But I also want a dog.”

“We can check the shelter this weekend and see, okay? Lift up your feet, baby.” He laughs when you trip over one of the porch steps, it’s a good thing he’s there to catch you.

“But will we even have room?” You pout, your eyes watering.

You were also an emotional drunk sometimes.

“Why won’t we have room, sugar?” He cups your cheeks gently, holding back a laugh. “Why are you gettin’ upset, hm?”

“Because—we’re gonna have babies. You want a million babies, and I—” you start crying, “How would we take care of pets and a million babies! I’ve never had a baby before! How could I handle a million!”

[onsunnyside]

i was so excited for trailer park daddy night and then i realized it’s not actually trailer park daddy night lmao rip 🧘‍♀️

Oh it’s okay, bestie !! hehe to make you feel better, here’s an snippet from the unedited chapter 2: (pls ignore typos/mistakes !!)

“C’mon, Jake at the tech shop gave you a pair of headphones yesterday—for free. He checks up on you during his breaks too.”

“So what?” You fix the little tie around your neck, the green and pink fabric matched the headband on your head. “He rambles a bit but it’s cute and he’s funny.”

She pouts, “Awh, isn’t that ado’able.” She speaks in a baby voice, pinching your cheeks. “But, you don’t want that, huh? You don’t like ‘em nice and shy…” She holds up the biggest lollipop, waving it before your nose like a tempting treat, “You like ‘em big and bad, rugged and rough Mr. Rock ‘n Roll in denim and driving a bright red Chevy. Tell me if I’m wrong.”

You twiddle your fingers, those little nail decals peeling off already. “You’re not wrong…”

“Knew it.” Natasha, inches closer with a mischievous grin, “My girl loves ‘em built like a tank, beefy enough to crush you like an empty can, rail you into your pretty princess bed—”

You shove a fistful of cotton candy in her mouth, shutting her up. “—Can you be quiet!”

She just eats the candy, licking her blue-stained lips. “What? Are you turned on?”

You have to physically cover your face to preserve a smidge of your honour, god, Natasha was the worst—but also the best. If you didn’t love her, you'd kick her out of Toothache.

“Oh, baby, look at these texts.”

“You coming by The Den tonight? I’m performing. Unanswered. Missed you tonight, hope you’re safe. Unanswered. Did you know there are hundreds of candy shops in the city? I think I’m craving something sweet, any recommendations? Unanswered.” She reads off the screen then winces, “poor fella, it’s like he’s talking to a wall.”

You slump over the counter, eating a piece of cotton candy as if it’ll help—and maybe it does, a little bit. “I’ve been stuck in my trailer for days, you know I haven’t done laundry for almost two weeks?”

Admittedly, you were a little ashamed of that. You wanted to, but doing laundry meant going outside and then hanging up your clothes to dry on the line, which happens to be right in view of your intimidating neighbour.

You’ve resorted to sleeping in the nude after you’ve sweat through so many t-shirts. And you were currently wearing bikini bottoms in lieu of panties.

“You’re embarrassed, and that’s okay.” Natasha reaches over, rubbing your shoulder soothingly. “He’s clearly fine with it if he still wants to see you. Why are you standing him up?”

“Because, I-I don’t know!” You stare down at the one-sided conversations on the little screen, “I like him so much, but, god, he’s so much.”

“As in?”

You gesture to the lollipop, “not just physically, but like, he’s experienced.”

[onsunnyside]

sonny. i am coming to you with a thought of fk ari in a big chunky sweater during the fall, and the scenery around the trailer park turns drastically and he just looks so big and beefed up but also warm and the sweater is big enough that you can literally fit inside of it with him

from white sunshine and humid air to colourful trees and golden rays 😌:

He wakes you up early so you can watch the sunrise, and keeps you all warm and snug under the blanket and in his sweater. Personal heater bf who smells like cinnamon bc of a new candle. He kisses your cheek softly as you blearily watch the sun peek through the clouds, "look at that. It's another day to love you, sugar."