#band fanfic

[windhamsrotunda]

Car Rides at Midnight with Chris (from Love, Chris Ch. 1 on Wattpad).

Pairings: Chris Motionless x You (female! reader) (in her mid 20's).

Summary: You and your boyfriend Chris take a midnight car ride into the middle of nowhere. He soon happens to find out that you're in mad love with him. (Like he didn't already know that)?

Warnings: Fluff turned into Smut, Language, Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Oral, (male receiving), Chris being a dom, Sir Kink! (18+ Readers Only)

Word Count: 1.6k+

Midnight car rides with your boyfriend Chris were always something to look forward to, especially when it was long car drives.

Chris had woken you up by a phone call in the middle of the night, when you decided to visit your parent's house that very night he called.

''Come outside.'' He told you over the phone.

You groggily groaned, eyes gazing at the clock: ''11pm''.

''On my way.''

You tiptoed throughout the dead silent house, not wanting to wake your parents up, cracking the front entrance door of the house open, shutting it slowly on your way out. There, your boyfriend, Chris, was waiting inside his car.

He suddenly stepped out of the car, with something hidden behind his back.

''Hi, baby.'' The tall man greeted, walking over to you, leaning down and giving you a kiss on your lips.

You smiled, his tattooed inked covered hands were no longer invisible behind his back, to reveal a bouquet of your favorite flowers, a letter sealed in an envelope he had handwritten with your name on it, and chocolate.

''Chris—'' You acknowledged him in awe, feeling your face heat up, not exactly knowing how to correspond with his act of kindness.

He took a stroll over to his pitched black colored Cadillac car, opening the passenger side door and gestured for you to get in. You couldn't restrain yourself from smiling widely, walking with confidence and as you got in, your boyfriend Chris kissed you on the cheek before getting in with you to drive off in the middle of nowhere.

This time, something felt different inside of your gut, and you knew it. Mixed, yet happy emotions tied your guts in a knot as you watched your boyfriend drive on the road, with his bright headlights turned on. He placed his large hand on your inner thigh, and began to slowly rub it in figure 8 shapes. The heat between your legs were bearing, how could Chris make you feel this good without bending you over the hood of his car and fuck you?

Your thoughts poured out, and your courage built out of you, by asking:

''Chris, babe… can you please pull over?''

''Why babe?'' He questioned, looking back at you for just a second.

''Please, for me.'' Your voice a little whiny, as soon as you knew, you felt the car steer and he pulled over on the side of the road. He grabbed his phone off of the dash of his Cadillac car, and switched his flashlight on.

''Can't see for shit out here,'' He joked, chuckling heading out of the car, slamming the car door shut.

''I know.'' You replied, slipping the scrunchie that was on your wrist off, tying your colored hair back.

''So, Y/N. What is on your mind tonight?'' Chris inquired, giving his full attention to you, in a slump back position on the hood of that damn car you were thinking about earlier, arms folded tightly against his chest.

Your eyes found his in the dark, you were dumbfounded and head over heels for your quite older boyfriend, I mean, who wouldn't be already?

''I… just wanted to say…'' You trailed off, a sudden sound on the hood of the car rang through your ears. It was him patting the surface with his hand, hinting you to come closer.

''Wanted to say…?'' Chris began, trying to get the words to come out of you.

''Use your words.''

Why does he have to be so intimidating and hot?

''O-Okay. I wanted to say the way you had your hand on my thigh earlier. It made me felt..''

''Quite good?'' He finished your sentence off, reading you like a book.

How----

''Oh, yeah. Those were the two words I was looking for, thanks.'' Your face flushed a deep red, feeling embarrassed of yourself for not finishing your words like a big girl. A laugh came out of your boyfriend in return.

''I am glad I made you feel that way,'' He commented.

''Now get over here.''

You nodded, walking calmly over to Chris. He unexpectedly pulls you into this huge embrace, making you look small underneath his towering height. The two of you just stood there against the hood of his car, not a care in the world while your thoughts were beginning to calm down.

Your breathing slowed, you were in heaven to know how much Chris loved you, and how he would do anything in the world for you.

But that wasn't the only thing you had on your mind.

Probably the same for him, as well.

He spun you around to face him, slowly feeling himself lean into you. Your lips found his, and at that exact moment, you melted into his arms. His lips locked onto yours for a brief moment, which felt like forever, and proceeded to wrap your legs around his waist. Pushing you down onto the hood of his car with your legs still managing to wrap, Chris breathed out between the kiss:

''…Think we're gonna get caught out here if we take this any further?''

''No, but it's fun to be risky, right?''

''Mmm, you're right.'' He laughed breathlessly, trailing small kisses down your neck as your fingers slightly tugged onto his blonde hair, the heat in between your legs starting to get overwhelming for you again.

You felt Chris's tattooed hand reach up your Nike shorts, his long fingers fumbling with your strings attached onto your shorts. He slowly insisted to pull them completely off of you, just to realize you were not wearing underwear. He was going to make a remark, but managed to not do so. His two free fingers worked their way inside of you, with the side of his face in the crook of your neck, hot breathing onto your neck.

''A--ahh!'' Your breath hitched, throwing your head back, clutching onto his shoulder. Legs widely spread apart, you were panting like a dog as you took your boyfriend's fingers like a good girl, pounding them in and out of your pussy mercilessly, making your orgasm much bearable.

''I can't!'' You cried, Chris slowed down the pace a bit, but went faster.

''Don't. Fucking. Cum. Yet.'' He warned, his teeth sunk down on your shoulder, as a response, you wrapped your legs tightly around his neck, feeling your toes curling on top of it.

''CHRIS!'' you screamed, releasing onto his fingers, hearing him growl in frustration.

''I told you not to cum, did I?'' He deeply said, quickly pulling his fingers out and bending you over the hood of the car, like you were daydreaming about earlier.

Sound familiar?

''Y-yes.'' You choked out, favoring your aching clitoris with a closed hand for your boyfriend to not catch onto what you were doing.

But he did.

He slapped your hand away, causing you to gasp and feel the stinging pain volt through your hand.

''I also did tell you not to touch yourself without my permission, are we understood?'' The dominance within him was so hot, you thought he'd never be like this. Ever. With him in control, you second guessed yourself into him being the dominant type --- never in a million years you imagined Chris being this rough with you. He was always so gentle with you, but something snapped in him tonight for him to act this way towards you.

''Yes Chris…'' Your head fell in shame, breathing out this long, obnoxious sigh, only to get him even more annoyed than he already is with you.

''Chris?'' He asked, his skinny fingers grazed lightly over your chin, giving you a glare.

''I mean, ye-yes sir.'' You stammered in humiliation, he then brings you down to your knees by grabbing a handful of your tied back hair, pushing you down onto the freshly solid white concrete, with your bare knees being pressed deep into the cement.

''Good girl,'' He whispered, slightly smirking while the sound of him unzipping his pants rang through your ears like loud sirens.

Chris wiped his left over smeared black lipstick he was wearing onto your collarbone, just to remind you that you're his. You were thinking by the thought alone of his cock down your throat, with his hand wrapped around it, squeezing to feel his baby girl gag around him.

''Open.'' Was what he said before you opened your hollowed mouth for him to fuck it, until you start crying.

Without a warning sign given, he grabbed the back of your head, and shoved his cock down your throat, the familiar thought you were just having momentarily, turned into a reality.

Bobbing your head up and down, you tried eyeing up at him in his dark clothing, not visible enough to see his face and how he was looking, But oh my god, Chris was moaning underneath you, vocalizing these groans in his throat just enough to make him ride out his orgasm.

''F--fuck. Just li-like that baby… Ah, fuck! I'm gonna cum!'' He uttered, feeling his cock twitch inside your mouth shortly before cumming.

You pulled away, swallowing his release while you tried to catch your breath. A hand rested on the surface of your head, praising you for doing such a good job handling all of him. Chris kneeled down, planting a kiss onto your forehead. With you still on your knees, he grabbed you, pulling you up off of the ground.

''W-was I too rough?'' He asked in concern, his breathing starting to calm down a bit.

''No baby… You did so well,'' You giggled, a bead of sweat rolling down your face in the humid air.

''Let's take this one inside the car now, don't you think that would be a good idea?'' He suggested, intertwining his fingers into yours.

''That would be a great idea, actually.'' You laughed.

Chris gave you a slap on the ass, and replied:

''You know I'm going to fuck you hard right inside my car, hard enough for you to not walk the next morning when you wake up.''

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[misson-impossible]

Body issues

Gerard Way x Reader

⚠️Warnings⚠️ Insecure thoughts

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I look in the mirror "Why are you such a fat ass?" I ask my body out loud. I only let these thoughts out when my boyfriend, Gerard was gone. I squeeze the stomach fat "Why does he even stay around?" I look at my thighs seeing the stretch marks. "Why?" I ask. I continue to pick on my body, inch by inch. I have no gap, stretch marks to the extreme, no curves, not as thin as some girls, just not attractive.

I hear footsteps and some arms wrap around me "Hey [Y/N]." Its Gerard. Did he hear everything I said? I Hope not. "Hi." I say trying to sound as normal as possible. He kisses the top of my head and grabs my hand "Come on. I wanna cuddle." He says sweet and innocently. I smile and follow him. We sit on the couch and he holds me. "Am I too heavy for you?" I ask. He looks suprised "No [Y/N]! Why would you think that? Your perfect weight for me." He says tightening his hold. A tear falls but I nod. "Oh honey." He wipes my tear and kisses where the tear was "You're perfect and amazing and drop dead gorgeous. Never think otherwise you are perfect whether you believe it or not, you are perfect to me." He kisses my cheek and forehead intertwining our fingers. "Yeah right." I think to myself. I love Gerard but sometimes I think he exaggerates. I lay my head against his shoulder "Thanks." He leans his head against mine "Love you."

"Love you too."

We eventually fall asleep in this state.

~Next day~

I get up. I look for Gerard and he's not to be seen. I get up and start looking for him. I really hope he didn't just leave without telling me. I eventually find that he's in his studio. I watch as he works. He has his guitar on his lap whilst singing. The room is sound proof so I can't hear what he's singing unfortunately. I continue to admire his mute playing in silence. After a few minutes he notices me. He excitedly motions for me to come in. He stands up and grabs another chair "Morning sweetheart!" He has me sit in the chair and kisses me before sitting down himself. "Morning."

"So I have something for you." He turns light red, almost unnoticeable. "Ok?"

"I wrote a song for you."

He adjusts his guitar on his lap and begins singing softly "These are the eyes and the lies of the taken..."

"For every one of us, there's an army of them But you'll never fight alone 'Cause I wanted you to know..."

"That the world is ugly But you're beautiful to me Well are you thinking of me now...."

"Stop your crying, helpless feeling Dry your eyes and start believing There's one thing they'll never take from you.."

(Its The World Is Ugly. These are just some random lyrics I pasted).

By the time he finishes I have tears in my eyes. Is this really what he thought? "So... what ya think?" He asks. I hug Gerard in response "Its beautiful...I love it."

"Ahah, not as beautiful as you!"

I roll my eyes but he continues "I Wrote it for you at like... midnight. I heard you talking about yourself yesterday in the mirror." He grabs my hand and holds it "Don't believe any of that shit. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen and your the perfect weight for me. What's so bad about stretch marks? I don't get it, it's literally just lines. The gap? Who's gonna look at your ass to notice? I don't care! I've never even noticed! Curves? Overrated. You stun me with your utter beauty everyday. No joke like I can't get over the fact that I got a someone like you! So Please... don't downgrade yourself anymore. For me? That hurt me more than you can imagine. I love you [Y/N]. I love you on the inside, I love you on the outside, I love every inch of you I just need you to believe it." He kisses my hand.

More tears start to break free as I nod. Gerard wipes my tears and caresses my cheek as more tears fall. "I promise." I say, my voice cracking. "Good." Gerard says and puts a strand of my hair behind my ear. "I love you." I say. He hugs me, putting my head against his chest as he strokes my hair "I love you too."

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[thedeviousdevilxx]

As a common courtesy to everyone on this site, put your fucking goddamn smut under this 

because NOBODY ASKED TO SEE IT IN THE TAGS. It allows THOSE WHO WANNA READ IT THE OPTION AND THOSE THAT DON’T AREN’T FORCED TO SCROLL OVER YOUR SMUTTY LITTLE READER X FANFIC!

#Motley Crue #Guns n Roses #Band fanfic #Reader X Fanfic #I enjoy good smut but I have to wanna CLICK on the fanfic #because then I know what I'm getting into hence why tags on A03 and summaries/tags on Wattpad are THERE #on tumblr I don't need to see someone writing about their kinks that I DID NOT CONSETN TO HAVE MY EYES SEE #just use some fucking common sense

[writersblog20]

Miracle Aligner

Miles Kane x reader

Not my gif, credits to the maker !

Summary: When you decide to go out of your comfort zone and go to a concert alone of your favorite artist, reminding you that the most amazing things happen when you go out of your comfort zone.

Warnings: cigarettes, alcohol and a little bit of drunkenness besides that. Little bit of anxiety if you squeeze and heated kisses.

Words: 4,7K

Miracle Aligner

For the first time you went all alone to a concert. The gig was of your favorite artist Miles Kane and nobody could come with you but there wasn’t a chance in hell that you were going to miss this so you decided to go alone. You’ve been to his gigs a couple of times already and he never disappoints and neither was he tonight. You’ve been lucky enough to meet him twice after and before his gig and he was the nicest musician you’ve ever met.

You were wondered through the city, taking some couple of pictures of things that caught your eye. The sun was shining on your skin and it felt like a warm big hug. You bought a coffee and a croissant before sitting down at a lake on the perfectly green grass. It was a little boring to be here all by yourself and it was definitely out of your comfort zone but it also had some great beauty to it which gave you some excitement. All good thing and stories came from the moment you stepped out of your comfort zone and you hoped that tonight wouldn’t be any different.

You checked your phone and got up after you were done, deciding that you maybe some liquid courage would help you ease the nerves and decided to go to a pub. You walked through town and saw a couple of pubs but none felt nice to you so you kept on walking until you found one which you did like. There was a sort of brown caffe and you heard David Bowie through the speakers. You smiled to yourself, knowing that this pub would be the one for you.

You weren’t really looking where you were going and walked through the door that was open only to walk into someone. Beer splattered over you but luckily you were fast enough to get your camera out of the way. You were already apologizing before looking up. “I’m so sorry! I’ll get you a new beer.” You immediately told the person while you squeezed your shirt so it could dry up a bit. “I’m sorry luv, I didn’t see ya there.” You heard a all to familiar voice telling you and you looked up in complete and utter surprise. It was Miles Kane himself and you could just smack yourself in the head.

“I ehhh….. I’m sorry, I should’ve looked where I was going.” You told him gob smacked. You met his eyes and he smiled at you. “Well, I didn’t realleh looked either. Sorry bout tha.” He told you as he looked at your shirt and around you, probably expecting to see someone with you. “I’m sorry bout tha shirt. Let meh get ya a dry one.” He told you, already walking back in and turned back as a hint to follow him which you automatically did. You felt like you had a complete blackout and your body was reacting on it’s own.

You followed Miles inside and saw him grab something from his linen bag. You saw a white shirt from his merch. He turned around to you and chuckled while you still looked surprised. If he didn’t knew that you know him than he would now. You saw that he was with his crewmates who stood up. “Ey Mi. We’re gonna head back. See ya later aight?” one of his bandmates said. He nodded “Yeah alright. I’ll be a bit longa but I see ya lads soon.” He told them and they nodded as well as they gave him a pat on the shoulder before nodding to you as a greeting.

Miles turned back to you with the shirt in hand. “I’m sarry babe. This the only one I ave and I wore it but it’s still cleaner than tha one.” He pointed towards your soaked shirt and gave you a smile. You looked down and that was when it clicked inside your head. You head your shavambacu shirt on. You felt horrified. He definitely knew that you know him. “What’s ya name luv?” he asked you while you tried your hardest to snap out of it. “I am ehhh Y/N.” you told him with a little bit of a stutter. You reached out your hand for him to shake which he did. “Tha’s a beautiful name luv, it’s nice tha meet ya! I’m Miles but ya already knew tha didn’t ya?” he had a grin on his face. You felt your cheeks heat up. “Yeah I’m a fan… I’m going to your gig tonight actually.”

He smiled and that was when you realized you still held his hand. Or well, he was still holding your hand. “I fink we’ve already met, aven’t we?” he asked you, his eyebrows a little squeezed together. You chuckled and looked a little down. “Yeah, twice actually.” His eyes lit up as he, apparently recognized you. “I found ya realleh cool!” he told you, which made you even more surprised and shy. You chuckled “well you are the cool one but thank you.” you told him shyly and he had the brightest smile on his face. “Wha ya want ta drink babe?” he asked. “Oh no, let me! I bumped into you and made you spill the beer.” You told him but he shook his head. “Nah, I’ll buy. Ya want a beer? Gin Tonic? Wine?” he kept on with the suggestions, making you laugh in which he responded with a bigger grin that he was able to make you laugh.

“I’ll ehh get a gin tonic then.” He smiled. “Geat choice! I’ll get me one myself as well. Take a seat luv after you changed into tha shirt” he told reminded you, nodding while he walked to the bar. You quickly walked to the bathroom and got changed. The shirt smelled like his cologne and you felt electricity go through your body. You quickly texted your best friend about what had happened before going back. Once Miles saw you coming out of the bathroom and saw you, he got a big smile again and hinted for you to take a seat which you gladly did.

“Thank you so much!” you told him as you got comfortable on the big seats, opposite Miles. “Ah no problem luv, meh pleasure.” He told you with a wink and a grin, making you feel flustered again. You both cheered your glasses before taking a sip. You both fell into a conversation about multiple topics. At first Miles took initiative with the conversation and lead it before you felt comfortable enough, which didn’t took long. After a while you fell into the topic of photography and he asked if he could see some of your work. “Yeah of course!” you told him and he stood up so he could sit next to you to see them better but it took you once again by surprise. You showed some of your best work and this time he looked very surprised. “Babe…. Ya realleh talented!” he told you excited for you as you chuckled a little from the complete of your favorite artist.

“Ya gonna take photos tonight?” he asked you as he nodded towards your camera. You felt a little self-conscious “Eh yeah, if that’s okay of course.” You told him and he smiled “Yeah of course! On one condition…” he told you, making you curious and a little on edge. “If ya can sent them to meh!” he told you. You looked surprised. “Yeah of course, no problem! Just through your Insta DM’s?” you asked him. “Or I can give ya me phone number…” he told you cautious.

You were even more surprised now. “Yeah… ehh or that.” You chuckled. He smiled and gave you his phone. You typed your phone number in and gave his phone back, giving you a quick call before hanging up “There. Now ya ave meh number as well.” he told you with a smile, still seated next to you. Your shoulders touched each other but you didn’t mind and apparently neither did he.

“Ya comin alone tonight or wif somebody?” he asked you, his voice a little softer. “I ehh came alone actually. Nobody could join me.” you told him and he looked a little sympathetic. “But don’t worry!  I can manage fine on my own.” You told him with a smile, not wanting him to feel bad for you or anything. “You see, this is out of my comfort zone but my best stories come from being out of my comfort zone. Like now….” you told him, a little shy about the last part and Miles got a big smile. “How bout you’ll join meh backstage after tha gig? We always ave an afterparty, be fun if ya could join us.” He told you, awaiting your answer. “Really?” Miles grinned and chuckled. “Yeah, Gon be a lot of fun!” He told you as if he had to convince you but that wasn’t necessary. Partying with your favorite artist? Yes please! “Yeah of course I’ll join! Sounds great!” you told him excitedly and his smile got even bigger when he heard yes. “I’ll text ya alright? Ya can show meh some of ta photos that ya took then.” He told you hopeful. “Yeah sounds great!”

You both finished your second gin tonic before Miles spoke “I do ave to go back unfortunately… I ad a lot of fun! Fank you for bumping in to me.” he told you chuckling. You nodded “Can I maybe get a selfie with you before you leave?” you asked him. “Yeah of course luv! Ere, let meh take m wif me phone and I can sent them to ya.” He suggested and you nodded with a smile. Miles took multiple pictures. His arm around you and in one picture he kissed your cheek, making you feel flustered again. “Can I ask ya for a favor?” Miles asked you uncomfortably this time. You frowned a little but was curious what he was going to ask you.

“Yeah of course.” He looked to the door. “So I don’t know meh way back to the concert hall….” He scratched his head a little as he chuckled shyly. You giggled a little with a knowing smile “I can walk you back if you want…. I know the way.” Miles immediately smiled. “Yeah if ya don’t mind.” He told you and you shook your head. “No absolutely not, after all you’ve done for me, it’s the least I can do.” You told him but knew that google maps was very easy to use and maybe he didn’t want to let you go just yet, but that also could be wishful thinking.

You stood up and Miles linked his arm through yours. “Is this okay?” he asked you and you nodded faster than you wanted to. He chuckled with a smile that made your heart beat a little faster while he  held your arm a little tighter. You knew that Miles was a very affectionate person. Or well, at least from what you’ve saw on the internet and experienced from the times you met him. It was never that he made you feel uncomfortable or wanted to make someone uncomfortable. He was actually very respectful about it and you loved that about him.

You slowly walked your way the concert hall while chatting until you stopped mid track. “Miles… Can I maybe take a quick photo of you with the tree in the background?” you asked him feeling brave. “Yeah, of course luv!” he told you and quickly made his way. The scenery looked beautiful and you needed to take a photo with Miles in it. You took a couple of pictures as quickly as you could and nodded, looking at your camera with a smile. Miles walked back to you and stood a little behind you. You felt your heart beating rapidly from to close proximity that he was standing. You felt his shoulder touch yours from behind and saw his reflection on the camera screen. He was smiling brightly. “Luv, this is beautiful! Can ya sent tha one to meh? I want to post tha one! I’ll give ya credit of course.” He told you the last part quickly as if it was obvious.

“Yeah of course! No problem!” He smiled and this time you linked your arm through his and saw that he looked at you with a big smile and was blushing(?) When you arrived at the hall there were already fans waiting in line. You stopped along with Miles. “There is another way inside if you want.” You told him, his arm still linked with yours. He took a quick look again. “Yeah let’s do tha, otherwise I might be late. I’ll say hi after the gig.” You nodded and took him to the other side.

When he knocked on the door and texted Josh that he was waiting at the door he held your hand. The door swung open and Josh looked at the both of you. Miles stepped a little inside, still holding your hand when he turned around. “I’ll still see ya tonight right?” he asked you, giving your hand a small squeeze while he looked hopefully at you. You gave him a genuine big smile, excitement flowing through your body while he looked you in the eyes, even though he had sunglasses on, you could still slightly see his eyes through them. “Yeah, absolutely!” he smiled again. “I’ll see ya tonight then! I’ll text ya okay luv?” you nodded and wanted to let go of his hand and he gave it another affectionate squeeze, a smile dancing upon his lips. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed the back slightly. “See ya tonight then!” you nodded. “Go and rock m Miles.” He got a grin and took his glasses off, giving you a wink. “Always.” He told you before walking inside.

When you walked towards the main door, you couldn’t stop smiling. Excitement flowing through your stomach, giving it almost like a butterfly feeling. You stood in line and looked through your phone and saw that a notification came in. He had put himself as M in your phone with a turtle emoji behind it. You smiled when you saw the pictures come in. “They’re great, these pictures. See ya later luv. Try ta get front row. X”

You couldn’t get the smile off of your face. “I will! See ya later turtle ; )” you texted back and that was when the doors opened. They scanned your tickets and you got in. You quickly got something to drink and stood behind a couple of fans but still front row.

You had your camera in hand and hoped that you could get some cool couple of shots tonight. The support act was great but everyone was buzzing to see the King turtle himself. With each passing minute the room grew more vibrant and tense, awaiting his arrival. The light went low and the intro started buzzing through the speakers. You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling, thinking back of this afternoon and wondering what tonight had in store for you.

You saw Miles looking through the crowed. He had his eyes a little squeezed because of the lights shining in his eyes but when he spotted you, you both smiled brightly. You were in the middle of the front row, by his mic stand. You were already taking a couple of pictures. The show started and everyone was already dancing. You swayed your hips slightly to the music but felt shy with the burning sensation of Miles’s eyes on you. He smiled a little brighter when you started to dance as well.

With each passing song, the crowed went more wild than before. When the song see ya when I see ya started, Miles walked around on stage and held the hands of some fans and sat down on the speaker. He looked at you and reached out his hand for you to take which you did. Your cheeks started to heat up and Miles jumped in the crowed all of a sudden, swinging his arm around your shoulders and pressed you against his side. So now and then looking at you while serenading. You felt extremely shy and almost couldn’t look him in the eye, a smile on your lips. Miles grin got bigger seeing his effect on you. Multiple fans stood along the two of you. When the song almost ended, he pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your forehead before climbing back on stage.

You saw that it was filmed by a lot of people and knew that you were going to see it on the internet so you didn’t have to worry to ask somebody to send it to you. You turned around towards Miles who was singing his next song and winked at you, making you grin like an idiot.

After the show, you went outside for a cigarette and heard your phone go off. “Where are you standing love? X Mi” you read. You smiled and answered “Outside, went for a smoke X” you pressed sent and not even 30 seconds later, the door opened revealing the turtle himself. You were standing along the other fans who yelled his name. He looked over them for you until he found you. He nodded at you with a smile and went to his fans when somebody else from his crew came up to you. “Your Y/N?” the man asked, making you nod. He smiled at you “Alright follow me, Miles will be there soon when he’s done with the fans.” He told you and helped you though the crowed of people.

Miles held a close eye on you until you were safe and sound inside. The man walked you backstage and you were greeted by the band who made you feel like a friend. You chatted with Josh while somebody else poured you a drink. You all laughed and was caught up in conversation when you felt a cold hand on your shoulder, making you turn around and met the smile of Miles. You immediately gave him a hug, which he wanted to do as well. “You were amazing! I loved it!” you told him excited, making him chuckle. “I’m glad ya ad fun babe!” he told you, still buzzing from his gig.

You heard the music go louder and people began to dance, along side you and Miles. You still talked but danced a little in between with a lot of laughter. “Do ya know a good place to party around ere?” Miles asked you while Josh stood beside him. “Yeah, I know a couple of places which are fun. You want to go there?” you asked him. He looked around if people agreed but knew that his crew was buzzing for a party. “Yeah absolutely! It’s a Fridahh night!” he told you with a big grin and checked you out a little, making you chuckle and feel shy at the same time.

“Alright, I’m set to go if you are.” Miles smiled brighter and nodded. Some of his crew were gathering things while you and Miles waited outside with a smoke. There was a comfortable silence between the both of you. “I’m realleh glad ya bumped inta meh.” He told you all of a sudden. You looked up at him and you saw him smile with some adoration in his eyes while he stood close to you. You stayed silent for a moment, feeling in a trance while Miles came closer but the moment got ruined by his loud crewmates who came, almost, running out the door.

You and Miles quickly pulled away from each other. Miles took a look at you and you at him, feeling flustered. You looked down and up at the band again, trying to gather yourself. “Alright, should we go then?” you asked as the band nodded, waiting for your lead. Miles walked next to you, placing his arms though yours again.

Sometimes it hit you that you were after partying with your favorite artist but they all made you feel so comfortable that it felt like you were going out with your friend group. But there were also moment where adrenaline rushed your body when you realized that you were walking, arm in arm with Miles Kane. You showed the guys around a little bit until you walked into a bar, where you could walk downstairs to the club but the would play indie rock music.

When you were standing along side the people Miles asked you “What ya want ta drink luv?” You thought about it. “You know what, I’ll have what you’re having.” Miles got a big grin on his face and nodded. “I feel like a red bull vodka kinda night. Whatcha think?” Miles asked you with a smile while scanning your features. “Sounds good Kane.” You told him, feeling a little bold as the alcohol from the other drinks started to hit you. He smiled “What a dream woman ya are.” He told you with a smile and shook his head before walking to the bar.

You couldn’t shrug the smile off of your face, leaving it permanently there. Miles came back with the drinks for you and the others with a shot as well. You all cheered and drunk the shot. You and Miles held eye contact when you took it and grinned when the alcoholic beverage was in. Everyone started to dance with each other and you and Miles danced together as well. You definitely met his energy but at some moments you felt shy and a little intimidated by him but in a good way, making you feel butterflies to an extant you’ve never felt before.

After a while and a couple of drinks further, you and Miles got outside for a smoke, still laughing and buzzing from the alcohol. It was chilly outside and Miles placed his coat around your shoulders, trying to keep you warm. Miles looked at you “Why don’t ya join us for the rest of tha tour? Ya can work for us, takin pictures etc.” his Scouse accent thick now. You were taken back by surprise. You told Miles a couple of hours earlier that you had a ‘empty year’ from studies and stuff so knew you could if you wanted to.

You chuckled a little unsure. “Do you mean that?” you asked him. He nodded “Yeah absolutely babe. Ya realleh feel like one of us. I’d luv ta ave ya on the rest of tour.” He asked you while sipping his drink. You weren’t a fan of jumping into things unplanned so you were really doubting it. “Like straight away?” you asked him “Yeah if ya want. We still ave a bed over in tha bus.” He told you. He saw that you were a little unsure. “Ya dun’t ave to if ya dun’t wan it but I promise ya it’ll be fun!” You looked down at your shoes and back at Miles with a smile “You know what…. Fuck it. Let’s do it!” you told him with a smirk making him cheer “Yeah babeh! Come on!” he pulled you in a hug, kissing the side of your head while you laughed. “I just don’t have my stuff with me.” you told him. “We can drive by ya place. tha’s no problem.” He told you with a smile. “Thank you.” you told him with a smile as well.

It got a little silent again with now and then some chuckles in between while smoking the cigarette. “I realleh start tha like ya Y/N…” he told you bluntly and you couldn’t believe it. He looked at you with a smile playing on his lips. “Well… I don’t think I have to tell you that I like you too.” You chuckle feeling it was obvious. You leaned against the wall and Miles stood in front of you. You felt intimidated but in a nice way. “nah I mean it babe. Ya gorgeous as well.” You felt flustered and looked down again.

You felt his slender finger underneath your chin, making you look up at him and saw that he was close. “If ya dun’t wan it, ya tell meh alright?” He told you, looking directly in your eyes so the message would be clear but you were taken in a complete trance. His slender finger went from your chin towards your cheek, placing a string of hair behind your ear. He licked his lips while his fingers went to your chin again, taking it between his thumb and finger. His face came even closer until you closed your eyes and felt his lips on yours. His warm hand went to your cheek, pulling you closer when his tongue met yours. The kiss tasted like cigarettes and vodka red bull, loving every minute of it when all the butterflies let loose in your stomach.

You pulled him closer by his blouse. The kiss went got more heated but you both stopped since you were outside after all. You looked at each other, still a little in trance from the kiss. “Tha was amazin.” He told you, chuckling a bit of unbelieve. “yeah it was.” You both started to chuckle and he pulled you in a hug. “Le me take ya on a proper date when I ave the chance.” You smiled in the hug, your head tucked underneath his chin and your cheek pressed against his chest. “I would like that Miles.” He kissed the top of your head.

You walked back inside and partied some more. You were all glad that they didn’t have a gig the next day so you all could recover from the hangover you were all surely going to experience and drive to your place to get the stuff.

It was already light outside when you all walked to the tour bus. Everyone was drunk and ready to sleep. You and Miles were pretty buzzed as well. He walked with his arm around your shoulders, both not walking straight. When Miles told the rest of the crew that you were going to join them and work for them they were excited, making you feel even more at ease. When you walked into the bus you all got freshened up before going to bed.

When you laid in bed the realization hit you about what had happened and what was happening. You were tossing and turning but felt way to awake and decided to get a bit of water, walking past Miles’s bed, who was apparently awake as well. “Hey. Can’t sleep?” you heard him whisper, making you turn around. You shook your head. “Not really. You?” he shook his head as well and opened the blankets for you to crawl in, which you happily did.

You laid on your side, facing Miles and he did the same. He brushed some hair out of your face, placing it behind your ear. You smiled softly at him and scooted a little closer, resting your head against his chest while he wrapped his arms around you and went with his slender fingers over your head. “I can turn tha tv on.” He suggested. You looked up and nodded. He smiled at you but different than before. This smile held so much adoration and love in his eyes that you could feel your heart melt and the safe feeling wrapping around you like a warm blanket on cold winter days.

He placed his hand on your cheek and placed his lips lovingly on yours. The kiss was different as well. More loving and passionate, both taking your sweet time. Once his lips left yours, he peppered your face with kisses, making you giggle slightly, trying to keep quiet. Miles turned the tv on and played with your hair. You watched some trash British tv like ex on the beach and you felt yourself grow more relaxed and tired. “I’ll keep ya safe. Dun’t ya worry about tha. I won’t le anything appen to ya.” His Scouse accent coming even more forward. You smiled tiredly. “I know Mi. Thank you.” he kissed the top of your head “Get some sleep luv. I’ll be right ere.” You nodded, your eyes already closed while his breathing and soft touches, lulled you to sleep, excited for what the future had in store for you.

#Miles Kane #miles kane fanfic #miles kane fanfiction #miles kane fic #miles kane imagines #MILES KANE IMAGINE #miles kane oneshot #miles kane one shot #miles kane change the show #milex #milex fanfic #milex fanfiction #miles kane x reader #miles kane story #band fanfic #band fanfiction #band #fanfiction #musician fanfiction

[sentient-stove]

“Cmon, I know you want to get out of your mentor’s shadow,” the ghost floated around him and Damian twisted to keep him in sights. “Make a name for yourself, ditch the traffic light color scheme. Get taken seriously, look out for the little guy.”

“You came out of an interdimensional portal and introduced yourself as a Crown Prince to a parallel realm. None of that screams looking out for the little guy.” He pointed out and Phantom pouted, looking oddly young.

“You’re right. Robin, join my emo band.”

“Who’s on it?”

“Um….. my ex girlfriend with a hoverboard and gun, a clone maybe, and hopefully you! And anyone else you put up for consideration. Also my sister.”

“You have a sister?” Did that interfere with the whole crown prince thing? Or was it something separate, like family by choice?

“She’s the most important member.” Phantom said solemnly. “She’s got a legal drivers license.”

#fanfic #wip hell #danny phantom #dc comics #dc x dp #dpxdc #danny fenton #damian wayne #danny: join my emo band #damian: idk seems sus

[sp0o0kylights]

Steve Harrington was wearing a Hellfire t-shirt.

It was far too tight on him, the name of the club stretched wide over his chest. The sleeves dug into his biceps, making them pop even more than they usually did, and that was before he crossed his arms. 

Worse?

It was short.

Which meant the damn shirt was constantly riding up to give everyone a nice show of the smattering of hair that trailed down past the band of Harrington's jeans. 

The same hair that Eddie was determinedly not looking at. 

“Henderson, a moment?” He crooked a finger, a smile on his face that was more feral than welcoming. 

Rather than cower or even acknowledge that Eddie was two seconds away from murder, Dustin just gave him a gummy grin, all too pleased with himself and his scheme. 

“Sure Eddie. Steve, don't just stand there, go help set the booth up!” Dustin gestured to Hellfire’s sad little table, crammed all the way in the back of the gym. 

Jeff and Gareth both reacted to the suggestion like a rabid squirrel had been set upon them, nervously inching towards the other side of the booth as Harrington sighed and--shockingly--did as he was told.

‘What,’ Eddie thought angrily, ‘in the everloving fuck.’

“Do you guys mind if I set this down on the table?” Eddie heard Harrington ask as he stormed away, Dustin on his heel. 

They wandered just around the corner, out of sight and hopefully, out of the fallen king’s hearing range.

Eddie wasn't sure if Harrington would try and white knight the very much deserved dressing down he was about to give. 

Didn’t want to chance it, considering the downright weird relationship he had with Hellfire's freshmen.

(While he’d heard many a tale at his table regarding King Steve since the newest recruits had joined Hellfire, most of them dissolved into arguments without ever really going anywhere.

 Best anyone could figure out was that Dustin and Lucas had a bad case of hero worship, while Mike owned a begrudging amount of respect that hailed from a series of misadventures. 

The very same misadventures that, despite all protests to the contrary, was clearly some sort of babysitting gig for Harrington.) 

Either way, plenty of the King’s court would have loved to take this opportunity to fuck with Hellfire.

Given that Henderson was absolutely too old to require a babysitter at fourteen, Eddie would bet his lunch money that was what Steve was here to do.

Something the club couldn’t afford since they were forever and always two seconds away from being stripped of club status and banned from school grounds. 

“I would love to know what went through that all A’s brain of yours when I said,” Eddie whirled on Dustin when they were firmly in the clear, voice low and furious.  “no Henderson, do not invite King Steve to help, he is an invading force and would ruin our peaceful kingdom!?”

He clasped his hands behind his back before leaning into Dustin’s face. “Because clearly whatever you heard wasn’t that.” 

To Eddie’s continued frustration and confusion, Dustin did not treat this like the threat it was. 

None of the freshmen had ever truly treated Eddie like a threat--had somehow skipped that part of the usual onboarding ritual entirely.

Eddie, town freak and drug dealer, who had cultivated his looks and craziness to such a degree that most everyone steered clear, wasn’t used to it. 

Everyone had been afraid of him at some point in this shitty school. Jeff, Gareth, hell even half the staff--and that the dorky trio of fourteen year old's clearly thought this all was play-acting made his eye twitch.

Even if it was--maybe, sometimes--welcome. 

“I know what you said, but I’m telling you I’m right.” Dustin argued immediately, and oh God, he was using that tone again. 

A hand went up into the space between them and Eddie groaned aloud, knowing what was coming.

“First,” Dustin ticked a finger up, “Hellfire really needs the money. Even thirty dollars would get us new figures, but more than that, if we don’t fundraise, we can’t go to Gen Con!” 

Dustin's eyes bored into Eddie’s, full of fire and conviction

“Yes,” Eddie said through gritted teeth, “but--”

“Second!” Dustin cut him off, and God the little shit even threw him a look while he did it, like Eddie was the one being ridiculous here!

“We had to fight just to get our table! Principal Higgins was in algebra today practically begging the mathletes to show up, but then tried to tell us we couldn't be here? That’s messed up!” 

As if denying them a spot to fundraise was the worst thing that asshole had ever done.

Eddie sighed, breath blasting out of his mouth like a dragon’s. 

“Because people think we’re freaks and satanists, Henderson. You don’t typically invite freaks and satanists to the school’s annual Holiday Bazaar. Especially not when all the local moms are paying to hawk their bullshit crafts and tupperware!” 

It was more than that of course. The Hawkins High Holiday Bazaar was a tradition spanning several years now. Starting in the gym and spilling clear into the parking lot, everyone from local artists to even some local shops came to host a small table for the day, thus growing the event from a small school fundraiser to a Hawkins' “must-do.” 

Half the fucking town was here to sell, and the other half was here to shop, which meant Principle Higgins had wanted Hellfire banned from the fucking premise. 

Eddie had been forced to pull out one of his trump cards he’d been saving--blackmail on Higgins that related to the man’s not--so--legal addiction to Percocet that he relied on Reefer Rick for. 

(And bless Rick, that hadn’t been the only tidbit he’d shared with Eddie about Higgins. That information, however, Eddie needed just so the asshat wouldn’t give him the boot from school entirely.) 

The only reason Eddie had pulled it out to secure their rightful spot, was because of Gen Con. 

It was Hellfire's White Whale, their grand adventure, and this was going to be his year to take his friends on one last epic quest to make memories of a lifetime surrounded by people who understood them.

Come hell or high water, Eddie was going to Gen Con--but being able to fundraise by selling wares and baked goods at the stupid Holiday Bazaar would go a long way to help.

Even if he had to listen to the band repeatedly play ear-bleeding renditions of Christmas songs.

“All the clubs get to have a table, and we’re a club!” Dustin continued, like it was that simple. “But you know, I get it. We look scary.” 

He gestured down to his own Hellfire shirt, before gesturing towards Eddie’s entire outfit.

Like Eddie didn't know what he looked like, let alone that he'd made this outfit specifically to scare people away from him.

(And maybe add some rockstar flair to this dinky little hick town.)

“You know who doesn’t look scary?”

Dustin held out his hands and swiveled his body like he was presenting a prize instead of gesturing in the vague direction of; 

“Steve!”

Eddie’s left eye twitched.

‘You can't kill him, you need his character for the campaign.’ He told himself firmly, even if he envisioned strangling Dustin like a chicken.

Cartoon squawking and all. 

“The King isn’t going to help us fundraise, Dustin.” Eddie said, in an effort to break down why Harrington couldn't be here. “He's just going to cause us problems that we can’t afford to have.” 

So many problems, half of which Eddie couldn't think of because if he did, he'd start spiraling.

“Really? Because as you keep saying, Steve used to be the King. People love him, Eddie! Mom’s love him.”

Eddie had pulled himself black up to his proper height a while ago, and now rocked back on his heels while he ran a hand down his face.

There was no getting through to Henderson when he was like this. 

Not unless Eddie really lost it, and it was practically club lore that he only lost it when someone missed an important game. 

One cannot keep a herd of sheep if their flock is terrified of them, after all. 

(“Perhaps you’re just a giant fucking softie.” Tiff, one of Hellfire’s graduating members, told him once. “Honestly dude, I bet you throw up stuffing.”

“Shut up Tiffany, your choker is on backwards again.” He'd spat back, completely offended and not at all trying to distract from how true that was.) 

“We can’t be satanic if Steve’s the one selling cookies!” Dustin finished doggedly. 

“We’re not even selling cookies--that’s not the point!”” Eddie shook his head, hair flying. He was not going to be sidetracked, he wasn’t!

 “Harrington is going to end up siding with all the moms about how we’re all wasting time with D&D, if he even spends the whole time at the table. Is that what you want?” 

He stuck out a ringed finger, poking at Dustin’s chest.

“Every single person who comes by our table has to be convinced D&D is a writing and math based game. Good for the mind and souls of growing, impressionable children. A game that got a bad rep because of  a few silly images.” 

A pitch he and Tiff had come up with during the third or fourth time they had to convince an adult that no, just because their shirts had a dragon on it, didn’t mean they were summoning demons in the drama room. 

“Harrington can’t do that because Harrington doesn’t even know how to play!” 

This Eddie punctuated by throwing his hands in the air. 

Given the startled look of the mother-daughter duo passing him by, clearly was louder than he’d intended--but screw it!

He was right!

Hellfire was in a precarious position to both fundraise and do a little damage control among the slightly smarter members of this shithole small town, and Harrington rolling his eyes and gossiping about how stupid it was would hinder that.

“Okay, first of all, Steve’s played D&D with me and he didn’t even kill his character.” Dustin said it like he was unveiling a smoking gun and not lying through his ass--which Eddie would absolutely be calling him on the second he was done talking. 

Because King Steve? Play D&D?

'Ha!'

“And he’s not gonna say shit because we--me, and Lucas and even Mike!--asked him to help, and he helps when its serious. I know you have some weird grudge with him, but I’m telling you Eddie he’s our golden ticket to Gen Con!” 

“You’re killing me. You are standing here, acting as a friend, when you are bringing a-- a dark force into the midst our of mission--” Eddie hissed, because he was losing the fucking fight and he knew it.

Dustin Henderson was not a man easily swayed. 

Had never been, even when the odds were stacked against him (and Grant and Gareth were howling in his ear.) 

The set of his shoulders and the glint of the little shithead’s eye meant Eddie wouldn’t be able to use him to oust Harrington--if he even could get him out without the dick causing a massive scene anyway. 

As always when outgunned, Eddie flipped to dramatics.

“Betrayed! By my own chosen heir no less!” He moaned, pressing the back of his hand over his eyes as Dustin scoffed.

"Don’t be so dramatic! Steve will help, I promise! Just don’t be a dick to him.” 

 Conversation apparently over, Dustin turned around to head back to the table

Snidely, he added over his shoulder: “Plus we’ve all caught on to the heir thing Eddie. You tell everyone that so they do what you want.” 

The dick.

“You’re too fucking smart for your own good. I’m gonna start feeding you paint chips to bring that IQ down.” Eddie muttered angrily as Dustin went back to their little table.

He gave himself a moment to get his shit together and stomp a foot like a child when Dustin was around the corner and thus couldn’t witness it, before following his wayward sheep back.

Could only pray to any deity listening that Henderson’s meddling didn’t blow up in Hellfire’s face.

#Door Prize #Alt S4 #pre steddie #when is it not lmao #Holiday fic #well this is more of a warm up but it has another part #Ive just given up the WIPS are running my life #this is brought to you by a local high schools massive holiday bazaar I went too that had cute band kids running around #could not play music though bless them #I did FINALLY get re employed so things are slowing down but Im hoping to post one more chapter of SOMETHING before the end of dec #and probably the other half of this warm up shes short #steven harrington #eddie munson #baking #special appearance by Adopt a Jocks Tiff #Robin pops up in this in the other half #Dustin Henderson #and his scheming #Steve can bake #0o0 fanfics #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #steddie

[chaosandmarigolds]

My favorite thing about Simon Riley (at least how he is in my head ya know) is that he's either on top of it like he knows you better than anyone else-

It was just a regular Friday night, you had been out with some friends and probably drank a bit too much for anyone's comfort, so with a sigh of defeat you called your boyfriend (who you had pinkie promised you wouldn't need to call, because you are a mature, well adjusted, adult) It was late but not very so the phone only rang once before he picked up.

"Good evenin princess."

"Si?" your voice was a bit rasped and the lingering sob in the back of your throat didn't help your case, a cryer is what your friends called your more drunken state, "I...Lil too much."

A pause and you hear the jingle of his keys, "Ten minutes. Stay on the phone with me, yeah?"

"Mkay, is' cold outside."

"Why are you outside, baby?"

"Ji-Jill got an uber- said-said I couldn't come. an-and the bar sai-said I can't go back inside...they were so mean."

"Fuckin Jillian-" You hear him mutter and then his voice goes back to its regular level, "Baby I want you to go back to the bar and tell them that I'm gonna be there to pick you up in a minute, is's snowin out here."

A short pause, "And I know the guy at the door scares you but I need you to be my strong girl and go back inside, yeah?"

Or its just, he's oblivious until the very end-

You were currently running a hundred-and-two fever, your muscles ached and everything in you screamed at you to sit down and take a nap. However, your boyfriend just got back from deployment and you were determined to make sure everything was perfect for him. And, thus far, it was- you put on some makeup to make yourself look alive and you just resigned to not speaking a lot, or eating. He didn't seem to notice, about forty hours back into being home and everything was perfect! Aside from the lingering feeling you may just drop dead at any moment.

So at that moment, you sat on the sofa with him, his arm wrapped around your shoulders, your hot skin covered by your hoodie and the hood of it pulled over to hide your face as you had aptly nuzzled into his side. You felt like death.

Yet in Simon's mind he thought you were just being a blushing school girl, excited about his return and a bit flustered by it. Until he dipped his head down to press a kiss against your forehead.

"The fuck?" He muttered as he moved his hand to your forehead and tugged down the hood to look at you, "Why're so hot?"

You gulp down and shrug your shoulders, "Jus little sick. 'M okay."

"Girly- your skin is burnin up." "Okay?" "How...have you bee' sick this 'tire time?"

"Really feel fine-"

"Lair."

A pause and you look down, "Only little bit."

(annnyway thats it <333 comments and all that jazz make my day)

#simon ghost riley #simon riley fanfic #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x you #simon riley x reader #cod x you #simon riley imagine #simon ghost x reader #cod fluff #ghost mw2 #ghost band #ghost headcanons #ghost x reader #x fem!reader #x female reader #x female y/n #coco's chaos <3

[missingm1ssy]

Guys should I draw this fish dude

Art by-@ohposhers

(NOT MY ART)

#trolls viva #trolls headcanons #trolls cooper #poppy trolls #creek trolls #poppy #trolls #dawndory #dreamworks trolls #fliff fanfic #king trollex #trolls fanart #trolls 3 #trolls movie #trolls art #branch trolls #bruce trolls #dw trolls #floyd trolls #trolls 3 band together #trolls au #trolls band together #trolls branch #trolls brozone #trolls crimp #trolls dreamworks #trolls fandom #trolls floyd #trolls holiday in harmony #ohposhers

[vivianthepigeon]

Something I really liked in TBT was that they didn’t make Branch and Poppy have random relationship issues out of nowhere just for drama and entertainment, their relationship was actually the cutest and really healthy

#excuse my grammar #trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls 3 ​trolls band together #trolls fandom #trolls fanfic #trolls fanart #trolls poppy #poppy trolls #trolls branch #branch trolls #broppy #broppy trolls #trolls john dory #trolls bruce #spruce trolls #trolls clay #floyd trolls #branch and poppy #baby branch #trolls ships #trolls movie #clay trolls #tbt #bitty b #brozone #brozone hc #brozone fanfic #branch

[aliceramblez]

Dating The BroZone Brothers 🎤🎶

Tags: Gender-neutral reader, Fluff, Some Angst (mostly for Branch lol), Also Broppy isn't canon here, obviously. But I love them dearly so don't come at me!

Follow me @taruchinator for more structured content and/or feel free to leave a request here in asks. Enjoy!

John Dory

We all know this man is a bit self-centered, and that doesn't stop at your relationship.

He'll find any opportunity to show off for you— anything from singing, to dancing, to just his ‘incredible leadership skills that make him the perfect boyfriend!’

He also definitely introduced himself as a member of the old boy band BroZone, which you may or may not have heard of, which may or may not have left him flabbergasted.

Despite all his faults though, John Dory will do his best to be a good partner for you. It's what you deserve, after all!

Keeping you safe from wild creatures, making sure you're always happy because he loves your smile, and also being the overprotective boyfriend who'll square off against anyone who even dares to make you uncomfortable even if they're 10x his size.

Small detail, but he also loves the fact that Rhonda took a liking to you instantly.

“She knows how to pick the good ones,” he'd say with a wink.

Talks about his brothers CONSTANTLY, but always in a way that makes it seem like he doesn't care and that it's their fault the band broke up in the first place. He obviously really cares about them, though.

Some nights, he'll reflect and regret all the stuff he said and did to them, and wishes he could go back and make it right. You reassure him through most of it, trying to convince him that he was young and just didn't know any better.

He stares at you in awe and disbelief because how could ANYONE think that what he did was justifiable? Abandoning his younger siblings all because of his stupid ego and personal insecurities.

“I really don't deserve you...”

Give him some time he's just emotionally constipated.

Also you BET he's gonna show you off to his brothers once they're reunited, so just let him. He just wants the most important people in his life to meet.

You can also expect them to try and embarrass John Dory with stories from their childhood, so be ready to have a good laugh as your boyfriend plots for murder in the background.

Spruce/Bruce

Probably the one who's best equipped to be in a relationship out of everyone in the group.

He is a family man, after all.

Speaking of which, if you think him settling down in the movie and having kids of his own was cute, it really is! But that just indicates that he has a way with children.

If you have a child or younger sibling, expect them to get dotted and taken care of to DEATH by this man.

He may not have been the sensitive one of the group, but was definitely the most reliable of the eldest, so he's got experience handling little trouble makers that come his way.

He still opens a cantina in Vacay Island, which is where you two met for the first time, and so you help run it occasionally whenever you have the chance. And even though you don't go there 24/7, all the regulars just think that you're the co-owner since you're dating Bruce.

You're the one who finds out that he's actually ‘Spruce’, the member of old boy band BroZone. You just happened to stumble upon an old record he kept in his room, and after confronting him about it, he reluctantly confirms your suspicions.

It was hard to recognize him since he was much older now and his body had definitely... grown over the years.

Bruce doesn't like preaching about those days, since he's quite embarrassed of the ‘immature ladies man’ he used to be back then.

But he won't deprive you of them either, since he'll happily share any stories on his misadventures with his brothers, funny backstage incidents, etc.

He misses them dearly and wishes they're all doing okay.

Two words: Hopeless. Romantic.

He's ‘The Heart Throb’ for a reason.

Roses, chocolates, dances— he can do it all!

Bruce will always make time in his busy schedule to spend time with you, taking you on dates to your favorite spots around the island, getting you meaningful gifts, and just overall expressing his love for you in any way he can.

He loves singing to you because it always serenades you and it puts a smile on his face.

People always joke that he's going to propose to you out of the blue one of these days, which always leaves him a flustered mess, but he never denies either.

“What can I say? I might be waiting for the perfect opportunity...”

Clay

Poor baby doesn't know what he's doing but he's trying, okay?

The two of you meet in the abandoned Bergen Golf Course, where you and Viva welcome him with open arms, and everything pretty much plays as in the movie, except that he really likes spending time with you and ONLY you, which he doesn't quite understand?

You're the one to ask him out cause otherwise you'd be playing this back and forth forever. He says yes.

He's never had a partner before, so he's justifiably worried that he'll mess up in some way, or that you'll end up finding him too boring after a while.

This becomes much more apparent after a particular bad night, in which after mumbling incoherently because of a nightmare, you find out that he has brothers and used to be in a boy band.

He doesn't open up about it at first, so you give him some space and reassure him that you'll be there when he needs you. Just give him some time and he'll tell you eventually.

He talks about how he could never be himself, since he was always expected to be ‘The Fun One’, and now he's basically tried to become the complete opposite in hopes of gaining some control over his life.

But he also worries that others will think he's too dull, and that he just isn't interesting enough to be around. Especially you.

You immediately take his face in your hands and look him in the eyes.

“I fell in love with Clay. Not ‘The Fun Troll from BroZone’ Clay. Also, you're fun in your own way!”

He basically falls for you all over again after hearing this.

After that, he becomes slightly less uptight and allows himself to enjoy the little things. You sometimes actually catch him dancing when he thinks no one's looking and you find it's the most adorable thing in the world, even after he realizes he's not alone and wants the earth to swallow him whole.

“Don't mind me, I'mma just crawl in a hole for a while...”

“No, no- Babe, it was amazing! I loved it! Pleaseeee show me more!”

Overall, he's a pretty good boyfriend all things considered.

He's incredibly overprotective of you, and will always give you advice and tools he thinks will be helpful if you're thinking of venturing outside of the Golf Course.

He asks Viva for dating advice CONSTANTLY and she DOES NOT let him live it down. Of course she has good ideas, though.

He'll pretty much do anything for you, even if it means going out of his comfort zone.

Floyd

Another great candidate for being in a good relationship.

Need I explain myself with this man?

His entire personality revolves around being caring and understanding, so he's definitely always on the lookout for anything that makes you sad or uncomfortable and will fix it ASAP.

Floyd is the kind of person who will ask for consent with pretty much anything you do— from holding your hand, to kissing you, to giving you a hug; he will ALWAYS make sure that you're okay with it even if you've given him the green light in the past.

He's not huge on PDA due to his somewhat shy nature, but if you are, he'll try his best to keep up with you.

This doesn't mean he dislikes physical affection, in fact it's his love language. He'll go out of his way to try and sneak in as many hugs as possible throughout the day and maybe a kiss or two if you'll allow it, which of course you do.

You also try your best to get involved in his own interests, because that's only fair after everything he does for you.

It isn't until one day that he sings for you that you compliment him and he nonchalantly comments that he used to be in a band when he was a teenager.

Cue the reveal of him having four brothers and you begging him to tell you all about them.

Which he does, but you can't help but notice the melancholic expression on his face, so you immediately stop him and apologize for being pushy on the matter and that he doesn't have to share anything he doesn't want to talk about.

He only looks at you with a small smile and shakes his head.

“No, I'm glad you asked. I haven't talked about them in years, so I like remembering the good times, even if they're in the past now.”

So he'll go on and on about them, one by one, and go into excruciating detail about what kind of person they are and what he loves about them. He's especially fond of his little brother Branch, based on everything he tells you.

When he gets kidnapped by Velvet and Veneer, you immediately go to Branch for help.

Once you're reunited, you two basically run to each other and hug with tears streaming down your eyes.

“Did they hurt you?!”

“No, I'm okay! Did they hurt you?!”

“Who cares?”

“I do!”

Floyd is then incredibly happy to introduce you to his brothers, who begin to affectionately tease him about getting himself a partner and you happily step in to protect him from any unwanted bullying.

You also tell him that you like the new hairdo, which only causes him to giggle and kiss your forehead affectionately.

Honestly you guys probably have the healthiest relationship out of the whole group.

Branch

I was really debating whether to include him or not since there's many Branch Reader Inserts out there, but I don't wanna leave my baby out so here we are!

You have a classic childhood friends to lovers situation with him, since you've known him ever since he was a member of BroZone, only being about a year older than him.

You'd help him practice for his concerts and would always give him pep talks whenever he felt worried that he'd ruin the show.

You're basically his number one fan— never missing a concert even if it meant dragging your parents with you so they'd let you get in.

The moment the group disbands and Branch is left all alone, you're there for him and wait alongside him for his brothers to return, reassuring him that ‘siblings would never break a promise’.

Cue his whole childhood trauma and him losing his colors, but it's only because of you that he doesn't completely isolate himself from society. He still builds his bunker though, since he's pretty much scarred for life thanks to the Bergens.

Just like with Clay, you're the one who takes initiative and asks him out, and he's just left gaping like a fish because why would you want someone like HIM?

After reuniting with John Dory, he's also dotting you about how big you've gotten and treats you like a baby, which actually irks Branch much more than it does to him.

He makes sure to remind his brothers that you both are grown adults, thank you very much.

Once the band gets back together, you kinda become a manager of some kind and help them in organizing their performances. Branch is eternally grateful and thanks you for staying by his side all these years.

#dreamworks trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls branch #trolls john dory #trolls clay #trolls spruce #trolls floyd #trolls x reader #trolls reader inserts #branch x reader #john dory x reader #clay x reader #spruce x reader #floyd x reader #fanfic

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Someone is afraid....

#original #original art #illustration #original illustration #oc #nun #nun chased by a demon #demon #antichrist #nun art #cult #not gonna lie this illustration reminds me a lot of mary on a cross #mary on a cross #wow hashtags are fun #reminds me of a lot of really good fanfics i've read recently about the band ghost #ghost

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Blame it on the summertime part 1

Miles Kane x reader x Alex Turner (platonic)

Summary: When a creativity block forced you out of the country and out of your comfort zone, making you travel completely alone, you realized that this might have been the best decision of your life.

Warnings: cigarettes and alcohol, slight anxiety and mention of a panic attack

Words: 3,7K

Blame it on the summer time part 1

Going on a vacation alone wasn’t something you would do very fast but here we are in Ibiza all alone. You needed another surrounding and a different town in your country wouldn’t do anymore. You needed a different country and apparently a last minute ticket for Ibiza and a shared Villa was the cheapest. You didn’t knew the people who you would share the villa with but decided to get out of your comfort zone and just go.

For a while you had a creativity block and couldn’t really get rid off. You were a multimedia designer and currently working for an upcoming band. Once you were at the festival they were playing for, you grabbed the attention from other people who wanted you to work for them as well and you did. But the block really made you stuck in your life, so you booked a ticket, grabbed your stuff and your computer and decided to work from somewhere else, which wouldn’t be a problem at all.

You were lying if you weren’t anxious and it would just build up in a full blown panic attack at the airport. You went to a quite place and tried to gather yourself. You were completely pulled out of it when you saw a familiar face. Miles fucking Kane. Your favorite artist ever. You saw him walking with a car and suitcases on it. He was with one friend and the Alex Turner, who was taking some pictures with fans, while Miles waited and looked your way, seemingly pulling all the air out of your lungs as you quietly gasped. He smiled at you, which you automatically returned. You wanted to walk up to him and ask for a picture but seemed stuck on the bench you were sitting on.

He walked away and that was when you realized you just saw Miles Kane in Ibiza…. The world can be so small and never have you been happier about it. Your phone pinged, letting you know that your uber arrived. You stood up and tried to gather yourself some more, knowing you would soon meet the people in the villa and sincerely hoping you would get along with them and that they would be nice.

You greeted your driver as he helped you with your stuff. You got in the car and made some small talk with the driver and he gave you some very useful tips for your trip here. You stared out of the window as a spark of excitement went through your body when you saw the beach and the ocean. Apparently the villa was linked to the beach. You would also have a big pool outside and a big place to sit there. They didn’t call it a villa for nothing…

The ride was about 30 minutes and you tipped the man. He also gave you some good tips for where to eat and some nice clubs along side beach clubs. He helped you with your suitcase and gave you the key to the residence. You walked in the big villa and entered. It seemed that there were already people inside and you felt your anxiety along with social anxiety go to the rough. You heard a familiar voice but couldn’t place it in your head yet.

You placed your suitcase by the stairs and gathered yourself and your nerves before walking to the backside. There was music playing and the vibe was nice as far as you could tell. You walked out, only to be met with the one and only Alex Turner. You were staring as he looked at you with a grin, waiting for you to speak but you were gob smacked. You looked to the other people and made eye contact with the kindest brown eyes you ever saw from none other than the only Miles Kane. He was smiling as well at you. Everyone went quite, waiting for you to say something.

“Hey! You must be Y/N! I’m Zachery but you can call me Zach! We’re sharing the villa right?” he pulled you out of the trance which you were very grateful of. “Yeah, I’m sorry, I’m Y/N.” you told him kindly with a smile as you gave him a hand. You turned around towards Alex and gave him a hand as well. He still had that grin on his face and it felt like you could just bury yourself then and there. He made eye contact with Miles who shook his head with a smile. “Hi, I’m Alex and that’s Miles over there.” he told you pointing towards Miles. You smiled and gave him a hand as well. When you made eye contact, he looked intently at you. You could tell he was thinking as if he recognized you, which could be. You’ve met him two times before after a show of his. You could see the ball drop in his head and he smiled warmly at you, which you returned. He didn’t say that he knew you just yet and you weren’t sure that he would.

“So, what do you want to drink? We’ve got many things to make you a cocktail if you want. We also have wine, beer and just normal drinks. So what’s your poison.” He asked you. You chuckled “Surprise me.” you told him and he smiled. “Alright, coming right up!” he walked inside after you thanked him. “I’ll show ya, yer room.” Miles told you, surprising Alex. “Oh, thank you.” you were a little surprised as he stood up and walked past you, giving you a warm smile.

He walked to the stairs, getting your suitcase along. “Oh you don’t have to do that Miles, I got it.” he turned around “Don’t wurry luv, I got it. Ya must be tired from tha flight.” He was always very kind when you would meet him but it still surprised you. You followed him upstairs and saw that he was wearing shorts and a blouse. “This is meh room, that one is Alex’s and that one is Zach.” He pointed out while you nodded. He showed you the way and walked you up to your room until he turned around.

“Don’t mind meh askin…But we’ve met before aven’t we?” he asked you and you felt your cheeks heat up. You looked shyly to the ground “Yeah, I’ve been to your show 2 times. I really like your music and I’ve met you after the show.” you saw the smile on his face grow bigger. “I thought so. You looked very familiar. Thank ya for the luv ya know! Really appreciate it!” he told you, making you smile. You wanted to ask for a hug but didn’t want Miles to feel uncomfortable. “It’s nice to see ya again babe! Can I give ya a hug?” He asked you, making you smile even brighter “Yeah, absolutely!” He gave you a short hug, making you long for more. “Well I’ll see ya downstairs! I’m glad we’re sharin the villa with ya! We gonna ave a blast!” he told you before walking downstairs with a smile plastered on his face.

You stood in front of your room, a little starstruck at what just happened and what would happen in the future. You were beyond excited to share a villa with your favorite artist the one and only Miles Kane and Alex Turner.

You walked into your room, which was just beautiful. You had a big bed and a balcony with the view of the ocean. You could hear the music and the boys as the balcony was overlapping them. You placed your suitcase down and quickly changed into some more comfortable things. You texted your friends and family that you’ve landed and about who you shared the villa with before walking downstairs again.

Zach was still in the kitchen, making the cocktails for everybody. “You like your room?” he asked you sincere. “Yeah, it’s amazing!” he smiled and handed you the cocktail, walking outside with you. Miles smiled at you, making you feel flustered. Alex eyed the two of you and chuckled slightly. You sat down on the couch and sipped your cocktail. “Oh this is really good.” You told Zach, who chuckled “Thank you, thank you it’s a talent.” He playfully said, making everybody chuckle.

Miles got a cigarette, offering one to Alex, you and Zach. You took one, making eye contact again and he smiled warmly. This man is going to be the death of you this vacation. “Wha brings you ere, if I might ask?” Alex asked you interested. “A creativity block.” You chuckled slightly and they waited for you to continue. “I’m a multimedia designer and right now I’m doing a lot for different bands, like leading there social media, filming videoclips and editing them, making posters and business cards for them. Also photograph a lot for them and stuff but lately my creativity is lacking a lot and hoped that a different surrounding would maybe help with that you know? Like seeing different things and hoping that that would stimulate my creativity.” You told them honest. They looked intrigued at you.

“Well, I’m a photographer myself so if you need help with that I can help.” He told you. “Thank you, that would be lovely.” You told him “So ya’re all alone here?” Miles asked you softly. “Yeah… It’s a little out of my comfort zone…. Well actually a lot but sometimes you need to do that.” You told them and they nodded in understanding. “Well, ya’re always welcome with us.” Alex told you and Miles nodded. “Thank you! That’s very nice and comforting.” You chuckled feeling shy and a little overwhelmed. “This is actually my first time traveling alone so it makes me a little nervous.” You told them honestly.

“That’s quite understandable.” Zach told you. “We’re actually going to eat dinner later somewhere. Want to come along?” Miles asked you his voice glanced with hope. You didn’t want to disturb there vacation and be a burden so you were doubting until Alex spoke up. “We would like it if ya would come along. We can use some femininity here so it would be nice ya know.” he told you, taking away the feeling of being a burden. “In that case, I would love to!” Everyone smiled and you all chatted along. You were getting along great with them and it felt like you’ve known them for years, taking away all the anxiety. They made you feel incredibly welcome even so much that you felt more welcome here with them than with your family.

You were all laughing a lot and it really felt like you were a part of their friend group and you actually were but that was still a little hard to believe. “I should go to the store. Do you know where it is?” you asked them. “Yeah, I’ll walk with ya. Need some cigarettes any way.” Miles told you and Alex grinned again. You smiled at Miles and nodded while you both stood up. You got your linen bag, keys, phone and wallet.

Miles opened the door for you and walked next to you while leading the way. “I meant it when I told ya that it was nice to see ya again ya know.” he told you sincere. You smiled “Yeah, I can’t really comprehend that I’m sharing a villa with my favorite artist you know, let alone walking to the store together.” You chuckled a little embarrassed. Miles stopped walking for a moment, getting the biggest smile you’ve ever seen. You realized that you slept up and felt completely embarrassed right now.

“I’m sorry…. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable.” You told him but he kept smiling “I’m your favorite artist?” you looked up in surprise at him. “Well… yeah I mean… Your music is great but when you perform you do it with so much passion and emotion… no other artist had that effect on me but you do.” He placed his hand over his heart. “Oh my god bahebe. That means a lot to me realleh!” he told you, pulling you into a hug. You chuckled “Well, thank you… Your music helped me in many ways.” You told him as you continued walking.

You had to walk up a stair and walk over the rocks, which felt like a hike. You were chatting about music and you both were enthusiast about it, talking fast like there wasn’t even enough time and you could feel a spark between the two of you. “Oi babe, wait. Let meh walk in front. Is a bit tricky here. Been ere before.” he told you and grabbed your hand so he could help you over the rocks. If you would be on top of one, he would hold both of your hands and help you down. His hands were soft and you never wanted to let go. Apparently neither did he as you kept walking hand in hand and continued chatting.

It didn’t took long in the store as you grabbed the things you needed along side Miles. The trip back went just as the trip to the store. You both talked about almost everything and continued chatting while you walked into the villa. Alex looked at Zach with a grin, which he returned. You all drank some more cocktails outside until it was time to get dressed for dinner. You wore a nice, casual yet sexy dress and put your Dr. Martens on and fixed your make-up a little bit. You walked out of your room at the same time as Miles. His room was next to yours. You both stared at each other in awe. He was wearing a white blouse with black jeans. The blouse fitted very nicely and showed off his muscles. He was wearing something around his arms over the blouse. It was golden jewelry. It was like a bracelet but then around your upper arm. “Babe… Ya look amazin….” He told you as he checked you out. You felt flustered. “Well, have you seen yourself? You look amazing as well!” you complimented him. You swore you could see him blush.

He offered his arm for you and you wrapped your arm in his before walking downstairs and let go when you arrived downstairs. You were the first to be the done so you waited for Alex and Zach. Normally you would have a lot to talk about but there was a noticeable tension between the two of you, both feeling shy and flustered around each other. Alex hopped down the stairs and noticed the tension between the both of you. He eyed Miles with a smirk and looked away.

After Alex came down, it didn’t took long before Zach walked downstairs as well and all made your way to a restaurant/beach club next to the beach. You all climbed your way over the rocks and obviously Miles helped you once again, not wanting you to hurt yourself. Unfortunately there wasn’t an easier way to get to the beach, unless you want to walk for over an hour.  

Once you finally arrived in town, which you had to go through in order to get to the beach in this case, you looked your eyes out. There were people everywhere and you were overstimulated. Miles softly grabbed your arm to get your attention, since you weren’t really looking where you were going. You looked at him and he gave you a kind, warm smile before wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulled you gently against his side. You took his hand in yours which rested on your shoulder and walked with him. It didn’t took long before some fans to come up to Alex and Miles, asking for a picture.

Miles reluctantly let go of you but you gave him a reassuring nod and smile before standing next to Zach so the fans could have their moment with their attention. Zach looked at you with a grin, hinting towards the fans, making you chuckle. “Happens all the time.” Zach commented. “I could understand that. But it’s nice you know. That their music such an impact on people.” Zach agreed with you as you both waited patiently for them to be done.

After 15 minutes they said their goodbyes before more fans would come up to them. Besides you were all pretty hungry at the moment. Miles placed his arm around your shoulder again and you held his hand which was incredibly soft and made your heart flutter. In all fairness, everything he did at this point made your heart flutter. Some fans made pictures and videos of the four of you.

When you finally arrived, the sun was already setting. Miles pulled the chair out for you like a gentleman. You thanked him and he sat down next to you. Everyone got their menu card and looked at the various different foods they had. You ordered a sangria which Miles thought was a good idea and ordered one too and all ordered your food. You were chatting with Alex who was very interested in your work and you showed some pictures and told him where your journey had started.

Alex was very impressed by your work, which made the rest interested in it as well. You showed your work and they were all a little stunned by it. “Ya’know, if ya ave time and stuff, Maybeh ya can work for us.. of course we’ll pay ya.” Miles asked you carefully. Alex nodded, completely agreeing with Miles. You were taken by surprise “Are you kidding me? I would absolutely love to!” They smiled and shared their ideas with you.

When the food arrived, Miles took his phone out for his Instagram and filmed the table with the food on it and then Alex after that Zach and then you. “What’s ya insta babe?” Miles asked you so he could tag you in it. He gave you his phone and you searched your name, tagging yourself in it. Miles immediately followed you and saw that you were already following him. He looked at you with a smile and tucked his phone away again. Zach and Alex eyed each other quickly knowing that the both of you had a connection.

You all ate your food, while chatting in between. You told you some crazy tour stories, making you laugh and Miles laughed some more when you did and couldn’t take his eyes off of you.  Alex and Zach knew damn well that Miles liked you and was very attracted to you. They could see that you felt the same way and how you had an instant connection with him that they haven’t seen before. The only thing they were curious about was how long it was going to take the two of you to admit it.

After dinner you all had some drinks at the beach club where they were playing some music. You felt complete at that moment. This was your dream and here you were living it. You all agreed to go swimming tomorrow and you couldn’t wait, happiness overflowing your heart and you haven’t felt this great in years, losing all the weight that you’ve carried around for so long. You all laughed a lot and took many pictures and videos, along side with Miles. You were all pretty buzzed and jetlagged since they arrived today as well and decided to go back to the villa, knowing you still had a lot of evenings left to go out and party.

Miles helped you on the rocks again and you finally arrived at the villa. You gave them all a hug, whishing them a good night before you walked upstairs. Miles’s eyes followed you when you walked up the stairs. Alex chuckled and swatted his best friend on the arm, grabbing his attention. That’s when Miles knew that Alex knew and he wasn’t so subtle after all. His cheek had gotten completely red and Miles laughed a little embarrassed.

You got into your room and freshened up before getting into bed and having some good night sleep. You went through your phone before going to sleep and opened Instagram. You had gotten a lot of followers in a short time, all fans of Alex and Miles. You went through Miles’s stories and couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face, feeling butterflies in your stomach again as the realization sat in. You placed your phone in the charger and tried to get some sleep.

~next morning~

You woke up, feeling a little disoriented and felt like everything was a dream until you looked around. Excitement already setting in and replacing the tiredness. You knew you wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep again. You looked at the time on your phone, seeing it was 9 o’clock in the morning. It was a nice time, you thought and stepped out of bed, changing into your bikini and put a dress on and freshened up in your own bathroom before walking downstairs with your laptop you already heard some music coming from downstairs, hinting that someone was already awake. You saw Miles in the kitchen, the door to the backyard already open he was wearing shorts again and a shirt with only one button holding it together and teasing his abs from underneath.

Miles turned around from the sound. He got a big smile on his face when he saw you. “Good morning” you said happily. “Good morning luv. Sleep well?” he asked you, his voice was husk from sleep and his scouse accent coming through while he was making coffee. “Yeah slept great actually and you?” you asked him and he couldn’t stop smiling. “Good, a little short but it was good.” He replied. He signed at the coffee if you wanted some. “Yeah thanks!” you told him and walked outside with your laptop, opening it. Miles kept looking at you but you didn’t really notice it since you finally had some ideas for the bands you worked for.

Part 2

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Secret

Part 2 of Spotlight

Pairing: Veneer x GN Reader

Genre: Fluff, Make out

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A continuation of the oneshot, Spotlight.

For the people who asked. <3 ★ ★ ★

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A few weeks had passed since you last been at the club with your friend. So much had happened in that one day, it felt like you just rode the craziest roller coaster in the world. After the party, you and your friend spent the rest of the night giggling and fawning over the guy you just met. He wasn’t just some guy though, he was the Veneer.

You laid back in your bed, head softly hitting the pillow behind you as you pick up your phone from the side table. Today was a relaxing day as you didn’t have anything planned for today, so why not just lay back and go on your favorite social media. You clicked on an app and doom scrolled for a little bit. Most of the posts you saw were just of people going crazy about the latest stars and their new albums. You sighed and kept scrolling, not really interested in other people’s “fangirling.”

You stopped on a post that really struck your interest. It was a post of Velvet and Veneer. You didn’t even know they had social media let alone allowed to because of their agencies. You continued watching the video as they were announcing their touring schedule and meet ups. That’s when your brain clicked. You had Veneer’s number.

You got up from bed and scurried to your dresser, opening up a drawer and picking up the crumbled piece of paper that had his contact information. You took in a deep breath as you opened up the message app on your phone and dialed in his number. You decided to keep it simple and type in a little “Hey, its [_____]”

You dropped your phone on top of your dresser and paced around your room, anxiety getting the best of you. You didn’t know why you were so nervous, it was one simple text. You felt like you were about to pass out until you heard a buzz. You ran over to your phone and read the message.

“Oh hey! I didn’t think you were actually gonna send a text. Had me worried lol.” He sent a little laugh emoji next to his message.

You sighed deeply, all the worry draining from your body as you sent him a reply.

“Heh yeah, I eventually gained the courage lol”

You slightly cringed at the text as you sent it. You waited a couple of minutes for a response until you heard the vibration coming from your phone. He was trying to call you. You panicked and quickly picked up the phone.

“Hey sorry for the incoming call. It’s so much easier just to talk than having to type out everything. How were you lately?” He asked.

“Oh I’ve been good, just relaxing at home and sometimes going out everyone once in a while.” You sighed and smiled. You were nervous and excited all at once, you just hoped he couldn’t hear any of it.

“I wanted to invite you over to one of our meet and greets at the Rage Dome tomorrow, do you think you’ll be able to make it?” He questioned.

You quickly looked at the calendar you had hanging up on your wall. It’s not like you had anything planned but you liked to check.

“Nope! I should be free tomorrow.” You said, a little bit of your excitement coming out.

“Great, can’t wait to see you there.” He softly laughed at your excitement, making you fluster.

“Ugh, crimp is pestering at the moment. I’ll call you back when I can, bye.” He dragged out the bye and hung up. You sighed and laid back on top of your bed. You really were down bad for this guy.

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The next day rolls around and you slowly get up and stretch. You smiled to yourself, remembering that you get to see him today. You get up to go take a shower and fix your hair. You set the shower to be a nice warm temp and started stripping. You hopped in and quickly cleaned yourself, not wanting to spend forever in the shower. You quickly got out and got dressed, picking out your best formal outfit you can find. Yes, it is a meet and greet but you still wanted to look good for him.

You finished up your final touches when your phone started vibrating again. You picked up your phone and answered the call.

“How is my number one fan doing this fine morning?” He laughed. You laughed with him.

“I’m doing good, just finished getting ready for the day. How about you?” You asked, leaving the bathroom and sitting down on your bed.

“I’m doing alright. Honestly, I am way too tired to be getting ready right now but what can I say. Crimps already all up in my hair about the meet and greet. I don’t know why she’s so worried, the meet and greet doesn’t start until six.” He groaned. You can practically hear him roll his eyes at the end of his sentence.

“Well, I wish you luck.” You said softly.

“Thank you.” He paused for a moment until he continued. “What if you come an hour earlier so we can meet up beforehand? In private.”

You flustered a dark red. There was no way he just asked you to meet up IN PRIVATE.

“Uh yeah that would be great!” Your voice almost trembled because of your nerves. There is no way that this was actually happening.

“Great, I’ll see you at five.” He hung up. You sat at your bed, shocked. You slowly went downstairs and went into your living room, filling in time until it was ready to go.

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You stepped inside the Rage Dome and were almost blinded by all the lights they had going on. You were about to pull out your phone until you saw someone approaching you.

“Hey you made it!” Veneer cheered, spreading out his arms to wrap you into a hug.

“Yeah, I was just about to ask you where to go.” You chuckled and so did he.

“Let’s go on back to my break room. I don’t want anyone seeing us out here. I’m not ready for all the paparazzi.” He shuttered sarcastically.

He walked you back to where all the breakrooms were. The rooms were for the celebrities to take breaks in, just in case they needed to fix their appearance or if the crowd was being too much. Once you walked in you noticed that Velvet wasn’t there.

“Where’s Velvet?” You asked, scanning the room.

“Oh she’s getting ready in another room. They gave us separate rooms which I kind of enjoy.” He smiled and looked at you.

“Can I just say something real quick? Your outfit is gorgeous.” He complimented. You smiled, blushing a little.

“Thank you, I didn’t think you would care that much.” You said with an awkward smile.

“It looks really good on you.” He stared into your eyes. You felt like you were about to explode with how close you too were. He slightly pulled you over to the couch and sat you down, him sitting right next to you.

He gently touched the side of your face with his hand, still staring longingly into your eyes. He slightly looked down at your lips and back up again before asking something.

“Can I..” He spoke hesitantly, leaning closer. You followed his actions and leaned in. He brushed a piece of hair back behind your ear and quickly closed the gap between you two. Your eyes fluttered closed as you two both enjoyed each other’s presence.

You wrapped your arms around him, your hand slowly moving through his hair. He deepened the kiss, his other hand grabbing your hips and moving you closer. He pulled back for a quick second to give you guys some time to breathe. His hair was a mess and his eyes were half-lidded. He was breathing heavily. You took in the sight, making sure to keep it ingrained in your memory.

“That was…” He looked down into your gaze. You smiled slightly and pulled him back in for another kiss. You laid down on the couch, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him on top. You continued making out for what felt like forever until you heard some foot steps from down the hall. You guys hurriedly got up and brushed yourself off, making sure it looked like nothing happened.

You were just about to walk out the door before Veneer put his hand on your shoulder.

“We can…keep this….as our little secret.”

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Aye! I made a part two! I hope you guys enjoyed this. I tried to keep it as Pg-13 as possible since he is a teenager. He’s still a little out of character but eh, what are you gonna do. Anyways, leave requests down in the comments!

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#veneer x reader #veneer trolls x reader #fanfic #trolls band together #trolls #veneer #veneer trolls #velvet and veneer

[milliepad-moonlight]

@jellfishjellfish

Idk if this is accurate to the AU - but I drew a little Bitty in my trolls style

I love the AU’s where John comes back for Branch.

I put his name in a spiral lol

#trolls #trolls branch #baby branch #bitty b #alternate universe #ao3 fanfic #trolls band together #brozone #idk how to tag this #i’m new to tumblr

[nafohcnis]

More fanart for chapter 9 of "John Dory's Quick and Concise Guide to Survival" by Rytheoneandonly on AO3. auugh,,,..!!!

#We are 8 chapters ahead by now and i'm reading the most recent chapter an shaking. #anyway i needa make more comics for ths because ive been slacking!!! 27 chapters!! i need 2 make more!!!!!!!!!!!! #ths interaction always makes me SOOO crayz... augg #theres a couple other fans of ths fic on here ive seen actually... #john dory #trolls john dory #trolls bruce #trolls spruce #? #trolls #dw trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls band together #fanfic fanart #??! #idrudis

[rafeysdoll]

warnings: request can be found here. established relationship, size difference/ kink, public sex, light degradation, rafe’s bandmates make inappropriate comments about reader, lmk if i missed anything

you were sitting comfortably on rafe’s lap, giggling at the random jokes his friend had been making. you were lost in the moment, trying your hardest to get along with his bandmates. you didn’t even really pay much attention to the way rafe squeezed your hips and pushed you closer to his chest, a warning sign. you had brushed it off with the thought he was only being affectionate.  

but when rafe heard his “friend” whisper to another on how he thinks he could convince rafe to share you and corrupt you to their own groupie, he lost it. quickly standing up and dismissing you both, dragging you by your forearm. 

“where we going?” you question, following right behind him like a lost puppy, the sound of your kitten heels hitting the floor echoing through the walls. “gonna fuck you where everyone can hear,” he spits out, making you freeze and pull your arm back in a act of ‘shyness’.

 “papi-i-i don’t be gross!” his vulgar words make you whine, but you’d be lying if it didn’t make a flood of arousal escape you. 

he reaches for the back of your neck, tugging you along. “don’t play hard to get, now. hurry up,” his tone firm, leading you to the restroom closest to the practice room.

rafe bent halfway you over the counter and lifted up your skirt, shaking his head. “and you wanted to act like you didn’t want it, real funny.” he chuckles mockingly, staring at the dark wet patch on your panties.  

you only whimper, wiggling your butt side to side against him. “couldn’t help it,” you mewl pathetically. 

he straightens you up slightly to move his hands downwards, placing his hand over your clothed clit, making harsh circles against it. you buckle immediately, a pained cry going past your clear gloss enhanced lips. 

you place your hand over his, whimpering and bucking your cunt against it. “ohh, papiii.” 

“mm there’s my sweet girl, little prissy act took you away from me for a second, huh?” he grips your jaw with his free hand, forcing you to look at yourself withering under his touch. 

you thrash your head, trying to close your eyes, whining when his hold tightens. “nah ma, how else you gonna see how quick you let yourself go to me?” 

you peek slowly at yourself, the sight only adding to your horniness. he looked so beautiful you thought— his tall, muscular figure standing behind you, dwarfing you. 

you try to bite your lips to hold back the noises clawing at your throat. the pressure of the fabric and rafe’s fingers had on your pulsing bud was pure magic. 

in about five more minutes, rafe was three fingers deep in your weeping hole, your underwear clenched in your fist. you wouldn’t even say your legs were holding you up with the way they wobbled, but rafe instead.  it was impossible to not have the feeling like you were the only girl in the world when he touched you like this. 

but what is it that they say? good things don’t last forever? that’s exactly what it felt like in this case when rafe suddenly pulled out his fingers from where you ached for him most. 

“papi!!” you complain, turning around swiftly and smacking his chest in pure sexual frustration. your poor hole clenched around emptiness. “shhh. watch yourself, before i just use your mouth instead. don’t be greedy.” he warns, placing his hands at the bottom of your ass to lift you up onto the counter.

you hold yourself from making any snarky remark, just wanting him to fill you up with your most favorite thing in the world. “‘m sorry, ‘m sorry,” you whisper as he unbuckles his belt and tugs his pants down enough to let his cock spring free. 

“so pretty,” you praise, making him chuckle while he starts stroking his half hard cock. “think it’s pretty now ma? jus’ wait and see how much prettier it’ll look with your cum all over it.” 

you leave the bathroom with shaky legs, rafe‘s arm around your waist helping you walk. if it wasn’t clear what was going on inside the restroom with the loud moans of rafe’s name pairing with the sound of rapid skin slapping, your swollen lips and mascara smears underneath your eyes along with rafe’s messy hair and small scratches on his neck gave it away. 

rafe’s bandmates avoided any eye contact, cheeks flushed. he was glad, those fucks. 

he thinks he made it real clear who fucks you only. “wave goodbye, doll, wouldn’t wanna be rude, hm?” he’s taking advantage of your ‘one track mind’ that focuses on just him. the same mindset you always get after a good fuck. 

“w-what? oh.. yea!” your brain catches up, waving to them. “bye everyone!” you cheer, blush evident in your cheeks as you walk out with rafe. 

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