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[polksaladbutler]

pleeeease use a read more on long fics. you just type :readmore: on its own line and it should work on mobile. its hard to scroll tags when full fics show up

lol i couldve swore it had the keep reading option on.

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send me requests 🫶🏾

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please yall

your - possessive (this is your pencil)

you’re - you are (you’re so pretty)

there - a location (the car is over there)

their - possessive (that’s their car)

they’re - they are (they’re over there)

it’s - it is (it’s really hot today)

its - possessive (each room has its own bathroom)

[polksaladbutler]

req! maybe drunk reader and austin takes care of her?

take me home…

pairings : austin butler x drunk!fem reader

warnings: mentions of food, alcohol, short srry

** flyn: stands for first letter of your name :)

after a night out with your friends and an earache car ride back home, you staggered your way into the house as if you had lost a limb. austin took your coat and your heels which you had kicked off a few seconds before. “my legs feel like jello.” you giggled, looking down at your legs. “hey, what flavor of jello do you think my legs are?” austin laughed at your silly question.

“they all taste the same.” he said, guiding you to the living room, and helping you to the couch. “they do not! austin, we need… a jello-tasting event. let’s go get some.” you sat up but austin pulled your arm back down. “nah uh… tomorrow we can, for now, i want you to lay here.” austin leaned over the couch and kissed you on the forehead. “where are you going?” you groaned as you threw your hand over your eyes.

“getting my baby some fruit.” he announced from the kitchen. “can you use my favorite bowl?” you begged, your plead being muffled by the pillow you buried your face in. “of course baby.” your favorite bowl being the one you made with austin. it had “flyn + a” in the middle and hearts all around the outer edges. it was considered your favorite bowl because you and austin worked on it together, it meant something to you.

he walked over to the fridge and brung out some cases of different fruits, berries, grapes, and apple slices. he washed off the grapes and berries and placed a variety in the bowl. he walked over to you, you were hanging on by a thread, trying not to fall asleep. “sit up… you got it.” your body slowly moved up as austin pulled you up by your arm. “you sound sexy when you say that.” you giggled as austin placed the bowl in your lap.

“do i?” he laughed along with you. “mhm…” you smiled, sticking a few too many fruits in your mouth. “hey hey, don’t put that many in there.” he said, holding his hand under your mouth. “is good though.” you spoke with your mouth full. “stop talking and chew it.” he shook his head and removed his hand.

while you chewed up the fruit, austin attempted to reach for a blueberry. you speedily smacked austin’s hand. “i can’t have any?” he pouted. “i’ll feed them to you.” you fished for a strawberry and fed it to him. “thank you, baby.”

after you finished, austin took the bowl back to the kitchen and thoroughly washed it. he put it on the rack next to the sink, letting it air dry. you laid back down on the couch. “we gotta remove that pretty makeup.” austin walked back over to you.

“why i gotta do so much?” you elongated the last word. “it’s bad for your skin.” he only knows that because you refuse to go to sleep with any makeup. “i’ll be back.”

austin ran upstairs and grabbed your makeup wipes and your moisturizers. he came back downstairs and saw that you were practically knocked out. your mouth was open, eyes closed but you could see the whites of your eyes slightly. the last thing he wanted to do was to wake you up.

he crept over to the couch and moved your head onto his lap. he pulled your eyelashes off, forgetting that they are glued to your eyelid. “ow!” you squeezed your eyes. “i’m sorry baby.” he caressed your cheek with his thumb. “relax your eyes so i can get this makeup off..” he spoke softly, you relaxed your eyes and slowly fell back into your unconscious state.

he began wiping your makeup off, and it took him long enough. after a stressful seven minutes, he placed some moisturizer on his hands and lathered his hands with it. he rubbed it on your face and made sure your face was completely moisturized.

“thank you austin…” you sleepily smiled. “you’re welcome my princess.”

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[UPDATE] : i scrapped the fic i was working on, there was no point in salvaging it because it was awful😭! my inbox deleted everything in there idk why🙁. pls request something, i am vv desperate as u can see lol

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[polksaladbutler]

due to the passing of lisa marie, i will be delaying fic releases. please be respectful and understanding 🤎

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rest in peace lisa, we love u very much and will continue to love u for years to come. 💕

[polksaladbutler]

Could you do a soft/hard dom smut austin with the title ❛ i’ll take care of you. ❜

a/n: thank deftones for this one

i’ll take care of you

warnings: office men, breakdown, teeeeeny bit of angst (if u even wanna call it that lol), cunnilingus.

it was an everyday situation having to deal with magazine editors. you work hard to come up with new, better magazine covers yet your work always gets discredited. it sucks because you’re so popular at work yet they can’t give you reasonable respect. you weren’t asking for a bouquet of flowers every morning and people to bow down to you every other second— that would be nice but impractical— no, you were asking for people to not take credit for your covers, not downplaying you and robbing you blind of your talent.

today was just like any other, somebody cracking offensive jokes, men being immature around the office and your female coworkers just getting by. there was never a moment when you felt relaxed at your job. even when you have your own comfortable office, you still felt tense.

a few knocks on your door alarmed you, and the door swung open before you could even allow the person to enter your office. “how may i help you tim?” you smiled with anger hiding behind your teeth.

he appeared sluggish, his tie, tied the wrong way and had coffee stains on his shirt. his five o’clock shadow being patchier than who knows what. the shoes he wore were worn out, the color slowly leaving. the strong scent of cheap cologne almost gave you a brain aneurysm.

“hey dear, boss wants three new magazine covers by tomorrow. get on it.” he grinned back and slammed the door with that. you couldn’t believe it. no sympathy for you, not one bit.

yet, when the long day was over, you got in your car and drove home. usually, your boyfriend, austin, would pick you up but he had a lot on his schedule today, hence why you are in the car alone, with no radio, and no talking. just pure and utter silence.

after the peaceful drive, you entered the house through the garage and broke down right there before you could even make it into the living room. you felt like adrien brody in the pianist, feeling so empty and the gut-wrenching feeling of crying got the best of you.

you sat down on your knees, placed your elbows on the floor, and sunk your face into your hands. you screamed into your palms, letting your tears fall. there was nowhere else you’d want to be but in your little shell where nobody could bother you. you raised your head off the floor, crawled to a close corner, and pushed your knees up to your chest. you soothed yourself by humming ‘blackbird’ by the beatles. it was the only way that you could keep yourself grounded. you couldn’t really hear anything else, just you.

“baby?” you heard austin’s voice from the kitchen, he walked. “i thought you’d be at the fan meeting or that interview.” you kept your head down, your nose was stuffed from all the crying, your reply sounded like you had caught yourself a cold. “i was gonna surprise you with your favorite dinner, i just finished cooking it.” he sympathized as he squatted next to you and began rubbing your back. “you don’t have to austin… i’m— i just…” your mind got scrambled, trying to hold the tears back from spilling yet again. “shh it’s okay,” he spoke again, keeping his attention all on your body language and tone.

“hey… why don’t we go to the couch hm? think that’ll be better?” he spoke softly against your ear. “yeah.” you sniffled with a sigh, getting off the floor. you grabbed your bag as austin took your coat.

you kept your head down as you went into the living room and sat on the couch, throwing the cream-colored fleece on your legs. you wiped your face without worrying about the messy makeup residue left on your hands. you removed your shoes, unbuckling the sides and throwing them on your marble floor.

your eyes stayed on austin’s figure as he walked to sit on the opposite side of the couch. “you wanna talk about it?” he said, copying your mannerisms unconsciously. “i just… i’m tired. i’m so tired.” you expressed. the gut feeling was back again, and you held yourself up to get out a few more sentences. “i’m tired of every man that steps into that office. into my office. i have to make three more magazine cover templates by tomorrow. i just- i’m tired.” your vision became blurry with the memory of mistreatment.

“come here.” he opened his arms to you, inviting you into closure. he was wearing your favorite clothing he always wears when he’s at home with you. his wifebeater, and his soft pajama pants with the batman logo all over them. it wasn’t his favorite piece, he honestly thought they were childish but he knew you enjoyed seeing him in those pants.

you crawled over to his warm body, sitting in his lap. your head fit perfectly in the crook of his neck, and you rubbed his pant legs. “it’s just so hard, i’m so tired of all of them.”

“why haven’t you put in your two weeks?” he said while poking you in the sides. “i am not quitting!” you giggled as you held austin’s pointer fingers with a grip of your fist. “why do you want to deal with those assholes all day?”

“well, if i quit, we gotta worry about money. the root of all evil, and i just… don’t wanna do that— have that disagreement between us.” you said as austin wrapped his arms around your waist. “you never gotta worry about that baby… i got you. i’ll take care of you.” austin comforted you, his arms slightly tightened around you. “you will?” you smiled.

you don’t want to quit, it wasn’t your forte. money is something you hated to fight about. you hated asking for your boyfriends’ help, knowing he would help you without repercussion. granted, you’ve never fought about money, you’ve never really fought about anything. you didn’t want to add to a future dispute.

“of course, i’ll always help you, my love,” he muttered into your ear, placing a kiss on your neck. you chuckled, moving to make your neck more accessible. “someone’s needy.” “not me.” you play dumb, both of you know you aren’t.

“if you aren’t then i’ll stop. how ‘bout that?” he joked as he removed his face from your neck. “that’s not fair!” you poked out your bottom lip and made it quiver within a matter of seconds. he laughed at your puppy dog eyes and resumed his foreplay.

he placed, even more, kisses on your neck, leading his soft lips up to your own. you desperately kissed him back with a moan added onto it. “wait.” you pulled away to fully turned around and straddled austin’s lap, hiking your skirt up. you attached your lips once again. your hand weaved between his golden hair, the deprived sexual attention became aware to the both of you.

you mindlessly rutted your lower half against his crotch. “not needy huh?” you scoffed, wrapping your arms around his neck, allowing your head to fall, and putting your forehead on his. “i have no idea what you’re talking about.” you giggled. “no?” he shook his head as he carried on with kissing your neck, leaving marks, rubbing your back with one hand and cupping your ass with the other.

it wasn’t long until you felt him beneath you, a grin painted your face as you ground your body on him again with intention. you watched as his eyes closed tightly, as you did the same. you threw your head back while holding onto your shoulders. you could climax right there, austin however, hated how you had to work for your own pleasure, especially after a long day. the way you started to speed up the pace made it clear to him that you’d come any minute.

“lay on your back, can you do that for me?” you whined in protest along with an obedient nod. he casually edged you, he doesn’t even know what he was doing to you. you listened despite being on the edge still. “put your head on that side.” he nudged his head in the direction that he wanted you to lay.

you did as told, removing your body from his and laying back on the couch. you weren’t paying attention to austin’s hands, slowly unbuttoning the black blouse that was a little tight. “god you’re beautiful.” he placed a kiss on your chest as he continued to unbutton. even though he just accidentally edged you, it didn’t even matter to you, his soft kisses melted your memory. “take this off for me baby.” he lightly tugged your top. you smiled a little and took off the blouse. he reached around to your back and unlatched your bra.

“i’ll never get enough of you,” he said, your hands reaching for the side of his face, pulling him back down to your lips. you couldn’t stop yourself, you loved his lips being on yours. like a puzzle piece, you went together. he toyed with your breast, softly flicking at your nipple. you could barely keep yourself contained. your moans cut in between.

he slowly detached himself from you, tapping your hips. “lift up pretty girl.” you bucked your waist up. austin unzipped your skirt, pulling it off your body. he threw it to the side, landing it into the solo chair. his eyes never left your french cut panties, and his pointer finger ran down your covered slit. you gasped at the contact he had with your heat. “still not needy?” he smirked. “please…” you grabbed at his wrist, tugging it toward your body. “please what baby… i can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me.” he murmured. “austin.” your voice became firmer. “okay okay.” he gave in, peeling off your panties. the cool air hit your warmth.

you winced at the chill feeling, you watched as austin’s tongue fell out his mouth, metaphorically of course. he was mesmerized by you. “you alright?” he checked in while caressing your lower abdomen. you nodded while taking a deep breath.

he laid down on his stomach, positioning his mouth in front of you. you couldn’t wait much longer for him. he planted a track of gentle kiss down your inner thigh. you became more deprived as he ran the kisses up and down one thigh. “austin.” you whined. “i’m getting there baby.” he mumbled into your skin.

placing a few more kisses right above you he placed his mouth on your cunt, taking licks at your folds. that first lick wasn’t enough for austin, he only craved you more. his hunger became stronger with every second he was sucking your bud. your toes curled up in pleasure, and you bit the back of your hand to hold yourself back.

“let me hear you. let me know i’m taking care of my girl well.” he soothed while taking a breath, his fingers parted your lips. he blew a string of cold air. “shit.” you closed your eyes calmly, throwing your arms above your head. “that’s it baby.” he spoke into your wetness. the vibrations sent up through your bundle of nerves causing you slight jolt.

his tongue lapped at your pussy, like you were his personal ice cream, his favorite flavor. your hands gripped at his hair, trying your hardest not to tug hard. your moans spilled out of your lips like a waterfall, your brain turning into complete mush with every lap.

too dumb to realize he slipped a finger inside of you. he pumped them in and out, his slightly cold fingers felt so good as his tongue and lips toyed with your clit once again. “fuck— holy shit—“ you sharply sucked in air, your stomach hollowed, exposing the outlines of your ribs. “jesus fucking christ.” your back arched as your hand reached for something else to grab.

every thrust of his finger pushed you closer to the edge. he savored every moan and curse word that fell out. goosebumps spread all over your arms, and your legs began to tremble. “are you close?” he removed his lips from you, keeping his eyes on you while he was mindlessly fingering you. “yes. god. yes.” you groaned.

“whenever you’re ready go ahead,” he said, attaching his lips back to your pearl. he sped his fingers up a little bit more. “i—“ you purred. you became dumb, only wanting more from him. “faster.” you spat out. that’s one of the only words that could come to mind, that’s what you want.

he listened, frantically filling you up with his fingers. your walls fluttered around his middle and ring. you opened your eyes and only viewed stars, everything all came to a stop. as if the world slowed down. your back arched one last time, your hand gripping austin’s hair and pushing him closer to you. “fuck! right there aus—“ you bucked your hips up a little, and your moans turned into incoherent begs as you rode out your high.

austin finally stopped, and he places a few kisses on your cunt one last time. “such a good girl.” he praised. “—i love you so much.”

“i love you too aus…” you expressed, panting, trying to catch up your breath. your body was still on cloud nine.

“now… how does one turn in her two weeks.”

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[polksaladbutler]

Hi, everyone…

We need to talk. I want to start off by saying there’s a trigger warning bc I will be talking about a sensitive subject, grape but no g.

I’m not here to post a story or anything but I’m here to talk about something much more important…We are need to be weary of what we post about Austin regarding sensitive topics. It has came to my attention by fellow writers and good friends of mine. We do not tolerate anything such as this piece right here. You have to understand that as humans with tumblr we have a freedom of speech but just because we can say some things does NOT mean we should. Rape is not something we should be writing about in the first place. That is an awful, nasty, and disgusting thing to make a story about. Austin is a human being we have the privilege of getting to watch and write about. He does not deserve to have such vile things written alongside his name. I do not want to make this all long and drawn out do I’ll end with this, think before you post. What would Austin say to that horrible stuff. I’m disappointed in those who think that shit is okay.

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just a quick rant about spiderman LMAO: so i’ve been really into spider-man this weekend. i went to see no way home on xmas day last year however, i’ve never seen any other spider-man movies so that was my first one. it ruined gwen’s death, may’s death and the whole like “make ur friends forget” plot.

so now i’m doing a whole sm marathon, it’s killing me now bc mj and peter were so cute but now she doesn’t even know who he is. I H8 EVERYTHING.

#psb rants #spiderman #peter parker

[polksaladbutler]

Love the theme ❤︎✿☁︎

THANK U😞😞

[polksaladbutler]

Could you pls write an imagine with Austin and the reader staying inside during a snowstorm? Make it super fluffy pls!

hope it’s fluffy enough sorry if it’s not hun :(

it’s cold outside [ austin butler ]

warnings: none! not proofread lol

it has been snowing non stop ever since you and austin had spent the past couple of days in new york. granted, it’s up north. it’s gonna snow, however it was excessive. it was practically up to your waist by now. there was absolutely no way you were going to go out in that weather.

your husband had just came home from filming, he wasn’t back indefinitely, he had to go back. this was his break, now he’s spending his break stuck in a penthouse with you, gazing upon the snowy city.

he hadn’t complained but you had this gut feeling that he hated it. well, not really but you’ve put some sort of thought into your head that he doesn’t want to spend time with you much longer. the penthouse was pretty big, big enough to not see each other for a day or two. instead you spent all your time together, cuddle up one another in the same rooms together.

the snow hasn’t stopped yet, it’s been snowing since last night. however, you weren’t expecting this much snow, neither was austin.

who was soundly sleep next to you, his hair messed over his face and over the pillow. his eyes shut, moving around as if he’s playing a virtual reality game. a slight smirk was plastered on his face, no telling what he was dreaming about.

you looked out the window, seeing slight flurries of snow. your penthouse window was high up, you rose off the bed— staying as quiet as you can. —to view the city from your bedroom window.

you watched the winter service vehicle as it plowed its way through the snow on the road, dumping the piles snow closer to the sidewalk. you thought the snow was so pretty, you were dying to run out in the snow and jump around in it.

“still snowin’?” austin spoke. you made a slight jump as you turned with a confused expression. “hm?” “is it still snowing?” he groaned, stretching with his hair wrapped between his fingers. “yeah. the snow service people are doing their thing so there’s that.” you smiled, turning back to the window, you stood upon your tiptoes continuing watching the people of new york struggle living their daily lives with the snow.

“it’s cold. put on some pants baby.” austin suggested as he placed his two hands up under his head. “but i really like these shorts.” you whined, waddling back to bed and rushing under the covers. “i like them too but i don’t want you to be cold.” he muttered.

you looked at austin from over the covers, picking apart his morning aura. “i like your nerve mr butler.” you said as you place both hands on his torso, feeling up his body. “—you don’t even have a shirt on!” you argued with a smile on your face. he didn’t respond, he knew his wrongfulness got the best of him.

“i guess we can both cuddle up together then. how ‘bout that?” you said moving your body closer to his and weaving your legs through his, placing your head on his chest. you listened to his heartbeat, tapping to the same pattern on his abs.

he traced the side of your body, hovering over you ever so slightly. the soft hums of the song are you lonesome tonight vibrates his chest. “babe, that tickles.” you softly laughed. “now i’ve got all the more reasons to do it.” he began tickling your sides as his other arm held you from getting away. “stop it aus- tin! get your hands off me!” you squealed.

“why should i? give me one good excuse?” he smiled. “i- i don’t know! just stop!” you continued to laugh, trying to remove his hands from you. “alright alright.” he laughed and stopped the antic. he allowed you to lay your head back on him with no repercussions. you were catching your breath as you finally got back to normal with a smile still on your face.

you felt his hand wrapped around to your waist, he began toying with the hem of your shorts. “not right now pretty boy.” you chuckled as you smacked his hand. “no?” you shook your head. “wanna just lay here?” you nodded.

“hey austin, i have a question.” you looked up into his eyes as he looked down at you. he hummed in response. “do you get tired of me? did you want to stay in cincinnati?” you were scared to ask but you’d be damned if you didn’t.

“what are you talking about pumpkin?” he laughed at your apparently weird question. “— i was counting down the days to come back home to you… i swear yn, do you think i’m gonna stop loving you one day?” he furrowed his eyebrows at you. “there’s a possibility…?” your pitch went high at the end hoping to get away from the conversation, if that did help, you buried your face into his bare body.

“nah uh, look at me.” you slowly raised your head back up, austins hand made his way up to your chin, holding your face up so you wouldn’t tempt to look back down. your eyes connected, it felt as if yours was burning from his stare. your eyes moved around his face, observing his five o’clock shadow that he hadn’t shaved since he came back home. his plump bottom lip stuck between his teeth. “hey.” he caught your attention yet again.

“don’t ever think for a second i would stop loving you. i wanna be with you till we grow old… i love you.” he emphasized. it meant a lot to you when he said it. it’s not often you get to hear it, you both think it starts to loses its meaning once you say it too much.

“love you too.”

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hey lovies! my requests r now open! submit anything mwah!

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welcome 2 my page ^ _ ^

now playing… nude by radiohead

my name is kenzie. blk. her. cancer.

☀︎︎cancer ☽scorpio

masterlist. | apple music. | rules. | prompts.

requests: open!

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rules:

who i write for: austin, tasm, spencer reid, eddie munson, billy hargrove, steve h. + more (just ask!)

writing do’s n don’t

i do! write smut, fluff and angst

i don’t! write rape or any form of sa, incest/stepcest, scat/piss/vomit play, race play etc (u see where im going).

i do! allow reblogs and mentions.

i don’t! allow translations, copy and pasting.

simple? ok!

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masterlist !

austin hcs :

the small moments

boyfriend headcanons

drunk austin

going to australia

austin oneshots:

just sore

lucky

i’ll take care of you

it’s cold outside

austin series’

positions [discontinued.]

[polksaladbutler]

the small moments w austin butler. ( some nsfw )

he loves a good game of hide and seek, especially when he’s found you but doesn’t say anything until you see him, then you’re just stuck until you make a run for and he chases after you and when he catches you he loves tickling you

he loves going to the grocery store late at night just for some ice cream, like this photo of him and nessa is just making me think a lot about it

idk why but i feel like he favors christmas over halloween, he’s gonna go allllll out for you. he loves the movies, matching pyjamas, singing the music, seeing the lights, he’d fly you all the way to nyc to see the snow and more lights

black!readers he’d love braiding your hair, even if you have to go back and redo his braids (he’ll get it tho dw) he will DEFINITELY help u take them out bc it’s his favorite thing (cus it’s easier for him-)

he loves face masks that have characters on them, he finds it so amusing especially when he sees himself in the mirror

he absolutely hates watching his older projects, but you LOVE all of his media, he’ll still watch it but have his hands covering his face, he would even try to guide you off track

he’s very humble, is he very proud of what he does? yes, does he show it? mmm no, just a little something i noticed about him.

he seems like the kind of guy to go to the animal shelter and help out every now and then

loves how independent you are but how easily u could turn into a housewife for him

i feel like he will watch you play scary video games on the big screen tv and get scared shitless but doesn’t want to leave because he doesn’t want something to happen to you (or he’s just really scared to be alone)

OKAY BUT LISTEN after a goodnight of fucking— he’d love to see u in his button up shirt and socks only LMAO like hear me out: it’s either he finds you cooking in it or calls u downstairs and see you in it

another thing he’d probably find amusing is you trying to recreate a scene from elvis, especially the dancing scenes

“i don’t dance like that in the mo—” “THE WAY IM DOING THE SAME THING AS YOU?”

coming back to the sex topic— he’s giving sensory deprivation vibes. like he would love to see how much it would rlly affect you if u couldn’t see

if you both notice paparazzi around you suggest making silly faces and he would join in

if he took you to an event he would def tease you there HE DONT PLAY BY THE RULES!

if he’s feeling like a comedian sometimes he will look at random people and give them names and funny back stories

that’s all i have now byeee

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