#should've

[seokoilua]

[likeawillowtowind]

the voice in my head feels like the devil on my shoulder sometimes

[shadeysprings]

Should've

—Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

Summary: You begin to regret leaving your home in the midst of your punishment.

Warnings: noncon/dubcon, rough sex, angry Lee is angry. The fic is dark, proceed with caution.

A/N: Written for @cockslutpadalecki's Fifteen Sentece Challenge. And what a treat it was to write Lee again, my favorite big boi.

Your feedback is highly appreciated and reblogs would be amazing. Enjoy! ❤️

You should have stayed at home and continued knitting the socks for Marissa’s newborn. But you didn’t; instead, you took Shirley’s shift and went to the diner, which had you talking to Danny, one of your childhood friends, when he asked you about your ma while refilling his mug with coffee. 

That’s when Lee saw you, the diner going silent when he stepped inside, his leather jacket open wide for everyone to see the gun strapped to his belt. If you stayed home, then he wouldn’t have threatened Danny and beat him in front of everyone, wouldn’t have dragged you out of the diner, humiliating you as he shoved you into his cruiser. 

If you stayed at home, you would still have a job. 

If you stayed home, you wouldn’t be crying on Lee’s bed, naked, used, and bruised, with his stomach heavy against your lower back and his hands clawing on you desperately, hungrily, your body moving along with the rocking of the bed while he fucks you mercilessly. 

“Talkin’ to that boy and showin’ everyone you a fuckin’ slut? Humiliatin’ me in front of the whole town?!” He growls, his chest pressing down on your back, pining you to the mattress while his fingers curl around your neck, choking when he tightens his grip. 

“N-no—” You whimper but the words come out garbled, your core burning brightly as his cock slams deeper into you, again and again, your pussy walls fluttering around him. “I’m sorry—”

“Sorry don’t fix nothin', sweetheart—” He snarls, his hot breath scalding your skin when he presses his face against yours. 

You gasp in relief when he pulls his hand away from your throat, lifting himself from your back. But the reprieve is only short-lived when he wraps his fingers on the back of your neck, pushing you down roughly against the bed, a silent scream leaving your lips when a sharp slap lands on your ass. 

"Maybe I should get you a collar so you don't forget who you belong to," He groans and your body shakes in dread, knowing fully well that Lee is a man of his word. “You’d like that, don’t ya?”

You hear him laugh darkly from behind you and you can’t stop thinking that this is all your fault. Regret washes over you like a big wave, and the small voice inside your head quivers as it whispers, “You should’ve stayed at home.”

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[introvertedgremlin]

Thinking about everything I've done wrong in my entire life, how's everyone else's night going?

[clockworkbee]

I should’ve stopped telling myself a story and actually looked around at the world.

—January Andrews, from Beach Read

[taylorswiftandx]

Taylor Swift and Should Have

'Taylor Swift'

Should've Said No: You should've said "No," you should've gone home, you should've thought twice before you let it all go

Should've Said No: You should've known that word 'bout what you did with her'd get back to me

Should've Said No: And I should've been there in the back of your mind

Should've Said No: You should've said "No," baby, and you might still have me

Our Song: The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her when I should have"

Our Song: The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him when I should have"

A Perfectly Good Heart: Maybe I should've seen the signs, should've read the writing on the wall

'Fearless (Taylor's Version)'

White Horse: Stupid girl, I should've known, I should've known

'Speak Now (Taylor's Version)'

Dear John: The girl in the dress cried the whole way home, I should've known

Dear John: Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by your dark, twisted games when I loved you so, I should've known

Dear John: The girl in the dress wrote you a song, you should've known

Dear John: You should've known, don't you think I was too young, you should've known

The Story Of Us: But you held your pride like you should've held me

Foolish One: And thinking he’s the one, you should’ve been walking out

'Red (Taylor's Version)'

The Moment I Knew: You should've been there, should've burst through the door

The Moment I Knew: You should've been there, and I would've been so happy

Babe: Big mistake, broke the sweetest promise that you never should have made

'1989 (Taylor’s Version)'

Wonderland: I should have slept with one eye open at night

'reputation'

Getaway Car: Should've known I'd be the first to leave, think about the place where you first met me

'Lover'

(no should have)

'folklore'

The 1: And if you wanted me, you really should've showed

'evermore'

Willow: Now this is an open-shut case, I guess I should've known from the look on your face

Marjorie: I should've asked you questions, I should've asked you how to be

Marjorie: Should've kept every grocery store receipt 'cause every scrap of you would be taken from me

'Midnights'

Bigger Than The Whole Sky: I'm never gonna meet what could've been, would've been, what should've been you

Would've, Could've, Should've: Oh, all I used to do was pray, would've, could've, should've, if you'd never looked my way

Would've, Could've, Should've: Oh, you're a crisis of my faith, would've, could've, should've, if I'd only played it safe

Other Songs written by Taylor

(no should have)

Official Alternate Releases

(no should have)

[speaknow2me]

on 'would've, could've, should've' when she sings "give me back my childhood, it was mine first", at least to me, it sounds like "give me back my childhood, he was my first". that's because he took everything from her, every part of her faith, including what is considered one of the supreme symbols of commitment to religion: her purity.