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blueberrypancakesworld · 2 months

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Hazbin Hotel Men - Take care of you

warning : fluff, hurt/comfort, crying, no use of Y/n, fem reader

Characters : Alastor , Angel Dust, Husk , Sir Pentious, Vox , Valentino

Info : So it is here my first work for the hazbin hotel fandom and I'm very excited. I'm in it again after watching years ago the pilot, the first few episodes of hb and the great/amazing music video adict. So have fun everyone and enjoy it ;)

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Alastor : A smile always graces his lips and even if you're not used to it, he's quite disturbed when his loved one doesn't smile too. They've been through a lot together, but when he walks through the corridors of the hotel from his broadcasting studio and finds his darling sad, even crying, the static goes out of his voice for a moment. He will always worry about his darling, the only one in his dark, twisted heart. ,,Darling, what's wrong...who should I make scream?" he asked, his claw-like fingers resting on your hands, the strange charged static running through you strange yet familiar. Almost judging and somehow tickling. He would listen quietly to what was on his darling's mind and let a soft song play over his wand, the song that had played when he got the letter. Your letter of admiration in such a cruel place as hell the radio demon had marveled at. ,,Or I'll just stay with you mhhh a little show?" he asked, gently wiping the tears from your cheek with his fingers before pulling his sweet tone from the bed and flicking the room into a reddish dance hall. The radio waves turned to a song and he gently guided his darling around the room, brushing away her tears with each turn, reminding her of the things they had together. The time they had together, the things they had done for each other. His special affection, his gratitude and his love that belonged only to her. ,,You know I'm always with you darling, no matter what," he reminded his heart before leaving a gentle kiss on the back of her hand as the music faded.

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Angel Dust : Angel Dust knew best what it meant when it came to money. He had lived it hell he was in that vicious circle and knew what it was like to be exploited for money almost every night. But in all this fire and poison he had found his own drug, so to speak. The one that had helped him when he was down, when he needed a break, when he couldn't sleep after night after night. She had sacrificed herself, Val had practically thrown herself at the throat, had taken it upon herself to become the number two in the business, something "enough" as Valentino called it. But Angel knew better than anyone that something like this didn't just pass you by. Which is why, with a warm tea in his hands, the spider heard the quiet knock on the door before he heard the ,,Come in." He didn't have to look to know that the runny makeup was from tears and other things. ,,Hey princess, come here," he murmured, putting the tea on the side table before slowly putting his hands around her. Never firm enough that she couldn't resist, always calm enough to show her that he didn't want what the others in the store wanted. The words flowed slowly over her lips and even though they both knew there was no point in talking about it, it felt good. It eased the pain and Angel was able to wipe away her tears before he gave her the tea. Because if there was one thing he had learned, it was that a cup of tea could work wonders in a few minutes and make you feel warm and safe. ,,I promise this will all end soon," he murmured, letting his beauty lay her head on his chest and he smiled gently as he saw the trembling of her body lessen with his calm heartbeat. At least they would both have something like hope for a while...a moment of calm and peace in the vicious circle.

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Husk : The clinking of glasses was something that could always be heard at the bar, either when the former overlord was sorting, washing or serving the glasses. The bottles made about the same sound but darker. But something still filled his bar: sniffling and sobbing. The sadness of his favorite, lucky clover, sitting at the bar with his head buried in his hands. He had just blown away to take another order because everyone else was already off to Satan's place. The beating of his wings could be heard as he hurriedly came over to her. He didn't need to look at the sad face, ,,I know you've given everything we all know that" he said and reached for the right drink he knew her favorite order was the one she had brought him back when he was lucky. He handed her the drink and slowly and gently took her hands from her face before she took the drink with a slight look of gratitude. He nodded in acknowledgment as he saw them both just sitting there for a moment, he slowly wrapped his sweat around her waist and pulled her a little closer, placing a wing on her shoulder. Knew the feathers were something she wanted. Because he was right, she let her fingers wander over the pattern. She finally gave in and told him about her yet another failed attempt to get money and power for the hotel, maybe even a few free ones, but nothing had worked. Instead, only the usual cursing and swearing...as the cave was true. Without happiness and kindness. ,,But our happiness and togetherness will last forever," he said and handed her one of his golden dice before the two of them rolled it over the wood of the ceiling. But in fact, when Husk pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek, both dice landed as doubles. They knew that together they had the best luck they could have as a couple.

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Sir Pentiuos : The airship's engine was loud, but the serpent demon was able to distinguish between the sound of an engine, the cracking of eggs and the sobs of its first officers. Turning away from the steering wheel, hoping that a cherry-scented bomb would not be thrown through the windshield, he made his way into the interior of his airship. ,,My beauty? Are you in here?" he asked as he looked into the individual rooms of the ship before he heard her from the craft room, where she was mostly developing her weapons. Weapons that had often led them both to victory, but this time it didn't work out. it was the third time in the last week that they had been caught by the bombs. He saw her sitting on one of the tables with another broken weapon in her hands, a mistake she took to heart. ,,Ohh darling please don't I'm here come here" he whispered and his forked snake tongue wetted her cheek lightly as he pulled her into an embrace. The kiss on her cheek made her smile as she saw that the serpentine demon was a little pink in the cheeks himself. His cuteness that he mostly didn't know about always cheered her up, he would always manage somehow. His snake tail curled around her body and his slightly scaly skin felt warm when she put her fingers on it. He knew his scales soothed her and his words dug into her like the bite of a snake. He slowly put her weapon aside and cuddled her again, encouraging her. ,,Shall I fetch the eggs? A big party, my dear, maybe a party," he suggested with a smile and shortly afterwards he lifted her into his arms before the two of them went to the little ones. The family sat down together and soon instead of crying, laughter and joy could be heard as Sir Pentious stood by their side.

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Vox : Voices can get loud, programs can get loud and with the three Vees it can get very very loud. If not the models, then Val's employees or hookers suffer from this. But this stress for new eriesn, new porn shoots and new clothes became too much for every demon. And when Vox went back to his office/broadcasting station he had, as always, an overishct on everything. A look at everything and everyone, but a look at the one screen he always had closest to him. Just a second later, he showed up in her room using his skills to make the viewers go haywire. They were always surrounded by noise, so he knew how good it was to have silence. ,,Hey button we'll take care of the ratings later...what do you need mhh?" he asked taking her cell phone from the one she was using to monitor the other ratings. He used his hands to pull her towards him, moving her slightly around the room, not necessarily dancing but playfully looking for that spark. ,,Come on, tell dear Vox what it is? Something special you want me to take care of?" he offered a small spark on her body, seeing that she smiled briefly knowing she liked it, that little shock that made her heart beat faster, drove her nerves and dispelled her fear. ,,You know no one can do anything to the four of us, we're different...and hot," he reminded her, laughing with her as his mood brought her back to her proper self. She felt the loaded kiss on her lips briefly but like catching up on a television. Before they moved across the room they shared a drink and she rested her head against his shoulder as they looked across the cave knowing that if they all stayed together she would stay with Vox he would never leave her and everything would work out in the end.

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Valentino : Obscene noises, neon pink signs, and a reclamation board and TV that gave a taste of the videos and movies that would come out if you went to the brothel in the compartment that belonged to Valentino. In this particular business, one thing mattered above all else. Stamina. Stamina if it was going to be a long night with twenty guys, stamina to film it all, stamina to count the money at the end and stamina when you were in hangover. It was exhausting for the employees and for Val, but especially for the assistant. The brothel mother, designer, scriptwriter and partner of the moth demon. It all just became too much at some point, which is why it took the Overlord a moment to realize that crying wasn't what he knew. In a flash of his smoke and the flutter of his wings, he made his way to their shared room. ,,My sweet kitty, what's wrong? No inspiration shall I fetch Angel or our favorite maybe Vox?" he suggested with a grin and took a puff on his cigrette as he approached the bed. Sha, however, that this only made him more depressed and his grin diminished as he extinguished the cigarette in the smoke and came to her, his wings blocking out the bright pink light from everywhere and the two of them a little darkened. Quiet and just the two of them. ,,Too much...I know it's a bit too stimulating sometimes," he mumbled, trying to find the right words, still not the best at taking care of others in his egocentric worldview of sex and money. But for her he would give anything and he could feel how it bothered him not to see her smiling, not shining with inspiration. He held out his hand to her for permission as she slowly cuddled up to him. ,,Here just the two of us just here and no one else just us" he whispered quietly trying not to hold her too tightly but not too loosely as the wings wrapped around them both like a blanket. As they both listened to each other's heartbeats, the sweet smell of Valentino was familiar but reassuringly true. It was just that hold they b oth needed in a place where they knew there was no going back.

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HEARTBREAK ON TOUR!

charles leclerc x famous!reader

summary: in which the lavender haze has been lifted. or in which america’s it couple splits.

part 5: relevancy, part 4: emo ponytail girl, part 3: dupeee, part 2: wtf does ET know?, part 1: don’t start

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ally’s radio 📻: PART 5! the drama goes on. a lot of tswift references 🫶

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yourinstagram you asked for it, we listened: mother and i went back into the studio specifically to record more lana on snow on the beach. love u @honeymoon. it will be a part of the new midnights (til dawn edition) deluxe album that you can preorder now at my online website (link in bio!)

as many of you know, when i released midnights 7 months ago, the original concept was fun, dreamy, n honestly a reflection of how i felt at the time. after going through a rather tragic breakup, i cannot see the album the same anymore because it isn't how i feel. it's not me. i revised the entire project during some free time between tour with some amazing people, and in a way, i'm grateful for that breakup! it inspired two, beautiful songs and an edition of the album that you will all be hearing soon. to make a long story short: my new single you’re losing me will be out midnight, 7/17!

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Propaganda

Ava Gardner (The Killers, The Barefoot Contessa)— She's so goddamn hot. Her and Frank Sinatra could've sandwiched me and I would've thanked them for the privilege

Dorothy Dandridge (Carmen Jones, Porgy and Bess, Island in the Sun)— The first Black actress to ever be nominated for best actress, Dorothy Dandridge was a groundbreaking actress who deserved better. She started her career as a singer, being put in a song-and-dance duo with her sister by their stage mother, and singing in soundies (I highly recommend cow cow boogie, it's adorable), proto-music videos. She started appearing as a featured singer in films. Her star was on the rise and she soon became a star solo performer. She continued acting, but had limited options because she refused to do stereotypical roles. She finally landed a starring role in Bright Road in 1953, but it was the movie Carmen Jones that truly cemented her as a star and sex symbol. Not to sound cheesy, but she literally sizzles on screen. You can't help but understand how poor Harry Belafonte gets caught in her trap, just look at her. This is the role that got her that Oscar nom. She didn't win cause I mean #OscarsSoWhite, but she was a sensation and continued starring in films, despite troubles in her life (including a shitty director bf who fucked with her career and a traumatizing pregnancy/delivery). Outside of her filmwork, she was also an activist, fighting against racism. She left behind an amazing legacy, and continues to inspire many actresses to this day (including also very hot first (and only) black woman to win best actress, Halle Berry).

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Ava Gardner:

Ava Gardner is one of my favorite actresses of all time. Although a lot of her roles in movies are about her being beautiful and nothing else, there are some films where her acting truly shines.

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HER FACE. LOOK AT IT. Also was a life long supporter of civil rights and a member of the NAACP, had lots of fun love affairs with other stars, bullfighters, married several times but was also happy in between to just have lovers and was unapologetically herself.

I literally gasp every time I see her.

Between 1942 and 1964, Ava Gardner was credited in no less 50 films, and is still considered by some to be the most beautiful actresses that ever graced the silver screen. Despite life-long insecurities regarding her talent as an actress, she weathered public scandal, industry hostility, and outright condemnation by the Catholic Church with fearless grace. She would later in life talk candidly about the reality and pain of living through two (studio approved!!) abortions during her short marriage to Frank Sinatra, and while the two of them could not make their relationship work, they remained in each other’s lives for nearly 30 years. She would forever describe herself as a small-town girl who just got lucky, but always felt like a beautiful outsider.

Really genuinely one of the most beautiful human beings I have ever seen. An autodidact. Had amazing chemistry with Gregory Peck to the point where I do think about watching On The Beach again sometimes because they're so good together even though that movie did destroy me. Was a great femme fatale in many movies.

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Beautiful actress and hand-working and talented singer, she's especially notable for the number of firsts she accomplished such as the first African-American woman to receive a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Actress and the first African-American woman to appear on the cover of Life magazine.

Dorothy Dandridge was a classic Hollywood triple threat, singing, dancing, and acting with the best of them. She was the first African American nominated for an academy award for Best Actress for her role in Carmen Jones and she was just jaw-droppingly beautiful.

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this og of black film needs no introduction (star on the hollywood walk of fame anyone?), voice of an angel, heavenly features, just an overall stunning lady :)

Look at her!!! She is so unbelievably charismatic in Carmen, it’s insane. Her chemistry with Harry Belafonte is off the charts, and every time she puts another outdoor [sic] on it’s like ‘oh god this is a whole new level of stunning’ 🥵. She was so so talented, when she’s on screen I genuinely dare you to tear your eyes away from her. Deserves to be known so much better but due to Hollywood racism and a tough personal life she didn’t make it as big as she should have done. She’s incredible.

First Black actress to be nominated for the Oscar for Best Actress! Was the first choice for the role of Cleopatra that went to Elizabeth Taylor (we were ROBBED).

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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 2 months

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Long Ride p.1

A/n: I had this idea a few days ago and just really wanted to write it for other people who might enjoy it, full disclosure I wrote part of this in a room full of people and was panicking during that so there's a part I feel is significantly lower quality than the rest lmao I hope you enjoy is nonetheless and if you have any requests let me know and I'll be happy to write for it :3

Warnings: Smut, car sex, fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex, age gap, I think that's it but if you catch anything I missed please let me know :3

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The streets of L.A. where you lived with your boyfriend, Slash, were always so lively. Every turn led to a new version of the city and it amazed you everyday. Except for today.

You stared out the window as all the streets passed you by and it wasn’t the same. You weren’t passing through all the fun party spots, you weren’t heading to some neat studio. All honesty you had no idea where Slash was taking you, all you knew was that the buildings were all boring and bland and it was driving you nuts.

Slash had the radio on low, playing some oldies songs and you enjoyed the music. It bled into the background so you could at least distract yourself with your thoughts.

Letting your mind run while you sat there with nothing much better to do was great until your mind began wandering in... other directions.

Soon your thoughts trailed away from what the rest of your day was going to look to what Slash’s fingers would feel like inside of you. You knew the answer, of course, but the idea was more than intriguing right now.

You reached for Slash’s hand. Thinking you just wanted to hold his hand he happily accepted the touch and held your hand right back, giving it a small squeeze. You smiled at his hand, long, thick fingers entangled between your own, slimmer ones. His big rings causing an uncomfortable heat to form between your legs.

You bit your lip and pulled his hand to your thigh. Slash quickly glanced at you but then kept his attention on the road. “What are you doing?” He asked in that sweet soft and raspy voice of his.

“Nothing.” You answered as you began sliding your shorts down. Slash looked at you again and gave a quick slap to your hand when he saw what you were doing.

“I have to get to a meeting, what are you doing?” You bit your lip again at his stern tone.

“Come on, it’ll be fine.” You groaned, rolling your eyes at him. “I’ll do all the work, I just need your hand.” You told him and pulled your shorts further down your thighs. Slash shook his head at you but didn’t protest any further. He took the rings off his fingers and dropped them into the cup holder so they wouldn’t get in the way for you.

Once you got your shorts off along with your underwear you took his hand and brought it to your clit, waiting for him to circle it like he normally would. Only he didn’t. His hand lay there limply in yours. You looked up at him with a pout, to which he responded by shaking his head again. “You wanted to be a big girl and do it yourself, so do it yourself.” He said with a shit eating grin that told you he knew exactly what he was doing to you.

You scoffed at him, but he was right. You said you’d do it yourself and you would do it yourself. Using his hand.

Slowly you pushed one of his fingers into you, you were already soaked so it wasn’t hard. Unlike Slash who had a very visible tent in his jeans.

Slash stuck to his words and wasn’t moving his hand at all, not even curling his fingers. Nothing. So it was up to you to roll your hips to get some friction going.

You ground against his hand, pumping just the one finger in and out of your hole until you were ready for another, the familiar stretch drawing a whine from you. Slash kept driving as if nothing was happening. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him as you fucked yourself on his hand, loud moans ripping from your throat, mostly in an attempt to get him to do something.

While you were riding his hand you were touching yourself, trying to mimic the way Slash always does when you’re watching movies. Lazily but with a sense of urgency, teasing you then giving you exactly what you had been begging for in the most intense degree. I didn’t matter, it was the same. Even so, you were still getting close with whatever it was you were doing right.

The familiar knot built back up in your gut, your eyes crossed as it was about to burst. You had the seat pushed back, your legs were parted as far as you could get them in the seat without bothering Slash as he drove along his way.

You clenched around Slash and your back arched but before you actually hit your release he pulled his hand away, taking any pleasure you’d derived from it as well. You whined loudly and sat up, looking at Slash with a pout and teary eyes. “Why would you do that?” You asked, still playing with your clit in a desperate attempt to feel something again.

“I don’t need you making a mess in my car.” He stated bluntly. You glanced around again at all the boring buildings and landscapes as you drove past them. You whined and tried to get yourself off on your own hands, rubbing your clit, pumping your fingers in and out of your hole. You couldn’t help but cry, it wasn’t the same without him. No matter what you did, if you curled your fingers, if you went faster, it didn’t matter. That knot was no longer there, not waiting to burst.

Tears rolled down your cheeks, soft sobs left you as you desperately attempted to get yourself over the edge that just seemed to be moving further and further away.

Slash pulled into a parking lot. There were no other cars in the small space, the building attached to the lot was very obviously abandoned with broken windows and it was covered in art. You watched Slash get out of the car and come around to your side. He opened the door and stared down at you. “Get out.” He ordered.

“What? Why?” You asked, your voice weak and shaky still. Slash let out a heavy sigh before reaching over you and unbuckling your seatbelt. You quickly pulled your shorts back up but you didn’t have time to do them up as Slash pulled you out of the car. He wrapped an arm around your waist and walked with you towards the abandoned building.

You kept looking around as you went, looking for anyone around or any sign of what he was doing. Just something, anything. Slash led you to the alley between the abandoned building and whatever the other place was beside it. It was gross and stank from the industrial garbage bin shoved in there.

Slash shoved you against one of the brick walls, a place where you were mostly hidden by the garbage. He got your shorts off again then pulled himself out of his jeans.

He pushed between your thighs, using your slick as lube. “Happy now?” He asked, his voice harsh in your ear. You whined softly and nodded. Slash scoffed and shook his head. “Fucking bitch.” He mumbled as he aligned himself with you before pushing all the way in with one thrust. You let out a moan as he slid in, hitting your sweet spot as he did so. Slash’s hands gripped your hips, you were sure to find bruises later.

Slash didn’t wait for you to adjust and started thrusting in and out of you at a brutal pace. Your jaw was slack as whines and moans left you like a second language. He hit deep inside of you while his fingers went to work on your clit, rubbing aggressive circles over the sensitive nub. He bit and sucked your neck, leaving dark marks leading down to your shoulder.

That familiar knot built up in your gut and finally you felt like you could hit your release. “Fuck, Slash-Slash, ‘m gonna-gonna cum.” You managed to get out. Slash didn’t stop, he didn’t say anything. Your legs buckled and shook underneath you, the only thing keeping your standing were Slash’s arms around you. After teasing and abusing your poor hole Slash let you cum and you squirted all over the brick wall and concrete ground, soaking your shorts and beneath you as well.

Slash pulled out and slapped your ass. “Better now?” He grumbled as he did his pants up. You turned to look at him and leaned back against the wall. Your breathing was heavy, there was a thin layer of sweat coating your body. Your gaze wandered up and down the man before you.

“You-you didn’t finish.” You mumbled, looking at his crotch. Slash nodded and threw his arm over your shoulder again so he could lead you back to the car.

“I have a meeting to get to.” He said, rubbing your arm. “I’ll finish dealing with you afterwards.” He opened the passenger door for you and reached over to buckle you in, slapping your thigh as he pulled away and closed the door.

#Guns n roses #Guns n roses fanfic #Guns n roses smut #gnr smut #Saul Hudson #Saul Hudson x reader #Slash smut #Slash x reader #Slash

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issacballsac · 9 months

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“Being a Member of BLAST”

Life is short why not take a chance and join a band? Masc!reader intended

Minor spoilers for NANA

Joining | Nana

Actually joining the band wasn’t hard especially because when you met Nana there was no band💀

You guys met at the train station when she first moved to Tokyo

You already lived in Tokyo and were just returning from a trip when you saw her

It was like an instant click she caught your eye

“Hey, do you happen to sing by any chance?”

“Who are you?”

“Don’t worry about that just know I can play guitar pretty damn good if I do say so myself!”

She was tired from the long ass ride and didn’t know anyone in Tokyo aside from Ren

Went back to your place and played for her

“I’ll think about it.”

Nana isn’t a very emotional or open person so she tends to keep secrets but over time if you guys get that close she’ll vent to you

If you smoke she’ll always ask you for your lighter

Older sister younger brother energy

Opposites | Hachi

Nana paid you an abrupt visit to tell you about her new place and totally not just for you to fix the AC

Checking the place out you laid eyes on an inverted version of Nana

“Hi, I’m Nana Komatsu!”

“Just call her Hachi.”

“Nana!”

“Nice to meet you, Hachi?”

She’s had a crush on just about every BLAST member , so, of course she has had a crush on you before

If you wear makeup or paint your nails she would love to do it for you

Amazing cook and if you ever wanted anything she’d happily make it for you

She rlly just wants to be needed

Definitely went to you for relationship advice with Nobu

You tend to just appear places so you were one of the first people to know about her pregnancy and went to the hospital with her

You stayed outside though to avoid ppl thinking you were the father 💀

You def don’t help with her shopping addiction

Shopping sprees constantly that’s why your broke as shit

“Should I get the soft blue or purple skirt?”

“Both.”

After the Takumi drama you guys would stay in contact and when Nobu wasn’t at your place she’d come to watch you practice alone

You’d support her decision because it’s her life in the end

Formation | Nobuō

The unforgiving aggression spewing from your ringing phone at the dead of night

Some random number was calling you and for whatever reason you answered, confident that it wasn’t a scam caller

“Hello?”

“It’s Nana, come over.”

“I’m not into late night favours if you get what I mean.”

“That’s not what I’m calling for, just get over here!”

Reluctantly wandering the dark streets of Tokyo you made your way over to Nana’s apartment, you’d only been there once to help with the AC where you learned of the other Nana or Hachi

Opening the door to reveal the two residents and a blonde man standing with his guitar in hand

“Took you long enough. Anyways, like I said Nobuo I already have a guitarist so go home.”

“Well we could always play together I have nothing against dual guitars!”

“You aren’t helping.”

“Good.”

You and Nobu got along great your guitars and personalities blending perfectly

He talks with you about everything especially when he and Hachi get together

If you’re shorter than/same height him he’d be happy to have another short guy in the band

If you’re taller he’d be happy if you didn’t make fun of his height though he does tend to light heartedly joke abt it

He likes to go to you for fashion inspiration and vice versa

Drunk karaoke

You would help him with song writing

You guys would be around the same age too so besties

You guys get along the best in the band

The bass | Shin

After the whole Nobu moving to Tokyo fiasco all you guys need is a bassist and drummer

Nobu sending you a picture of Hachi’s little drawing of the 3 of you on the band poster

You met up with them at the studio to practice with Shinichi on bass

For such a young kid he was pretty good player (granted your only like 6-7 years older)

Being confused right alongside him when everyone stopped playing

You, Shin, and Nobu are like the 3 musketeers

You- Oldest, Nobuo - Middle, Shin - Youngest

Shin snatched your clothes on a daily basis much like he does with Nobu

Unlike Nobu, you don’t care

He stays over at your place more than you’d like to admit

He basically lives there

He would definitely go to you about the Reira/Layla situation

Has mini fashion shows in your room with a fake runway and everything

You guys play games together on your console

He relaxes and is actually a kid when he hangs out with you

Has you paint his nails

He has moments when he storms off if you bring up a certain subject but he never stays mad for long and shows up at your door

Likes to go eat at new places with you especially if you’re paying for it

“I’m gonna get the chocolate croissants, one of those fancy hot chocolates, and..oh! You’re paying for this right?”

“Um..”

Bit a of spoiler kinda but later in the manga when he got arrested you’d be the only one to visit him

Completion | Yasu

You definitely shat yourself when you first met Yasu

He’s the responsible one in the band so he’s like a father figure to you especially if you didn’t have one

You two probably get to the studio first before anyone else

He’d always let you talk/rant to him if you ever needed to

Would be surprised if you remembered his birthday and got him a gift

If you smoke he’d go on smoke breaks with you

If you don’t smoke he’d make sure to hold his cigarette away from you/out of your face

Would teach you various card games

If you didn’t want to watch a movie alone he’d watch it with you

Any legal troubles go to him

Scratch that ANY troubles go to him

“Man you’re like a wise monk.”

“..because I’m bald?”

“No, because you’re wise..and because you’re bald.”

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btsficsandsuch · 7 months

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Hi , i really like your writings and i enjoy reading your work very much. I read them after long and tiring work days to forget everything that bothers me. So thank you for sharing your work here. I appreciate it. I hope you're feeling great. I wanted to request a yoongi × reader drabble where they're friends and yoongi is trying to flirt with her, throwing some pick up lines etc. but she's kinda inexperienced with dating stuff (yoongi doesn't know that) so she's oblivious to the situation and doesn't get the pick up lines. He gets frustrated, starts to think that the reader is aware of his feelings and just playing dumb to save him from the heart break of rejection. Short time after he gives up, when they were hanging out at a party, someone tries to flirt with reader and she doesn't give a reaction and again doesn't understand the pick up line, yoongi hears the interaction and it clicks on him so he decides to confess directly. Fluffy with a happy ending.

Hope you like it! It’s been a minute since I’ve written for Yoongi.

Pickup Lines

“Hey genius, I brought you some food.”, you said setting the bag of takeout on the table in Yoongi’s studio. He turned around with a smirk, “You’re such a charmer Y/N. How could I ever live without you?” The two of you had a friendship that was filled with lots of teasing and poking fun at each other. That’s how’s its always been for the three years that you knew each other.

Yoongi walked over and plopped down on the couch next to you before grabbing a container of food. Normally Yoongi hated small talk but he always enjoyed it when it came to you. The sound of your voice had a calming effect on him. “Do anything exciting today?”, he asked. You shook your head, “No not really. Just worked and then got food and came here.” “How about you?,” you asked. “Just worked on some music. I’m almost done with this new song.”, he smiled. The two of you continued to eat in silence while scrolling on your phones catching up on social media and whatnot. You started giggling when you came across a new meme of Yoongi dressed up as a cat and you eagerly handed him your phone to show it. He chuckled while looking over the photo before handing the phone back to you. “You know Y/N, if I really was a cat I’d spend all nine of my lives with you.”, he said. “Aww Yoongles you’re adorable.”, you smiled before taking another bite of your meal not giving it a second thought. Yoongi internally scolded himself at his weak attempt of a pickup line.

The two of you finished your meals and you quickly cleaned up wanting to let Yoongi get back to work. “Hey Y/N before you go can I get your opinion on a song I’m working on? I wrote it for someone really special to me. It’s still a work in progress so go easy on me.”, he smiled at you. “Yeah of course!,” you said happily taking the chair next to him. He clicked a few buttons and the song started flowing through the speakers,

“From the moment I met you, ya, my life was all you, ya

You’re the star that turns ordinaries into extraordinaries, oh yeah

One after another ay, ay, everything is special ay, ay

The things you’re interested in, the way you walk or talk, and every little trivial habit of yours.”

Quickly Yoongi turned off the music and shyly looked over at you biting his lip, “What did you think Y/N?” “I love it Yoongi. It already sounds amazing. Whoever this girl is you wrote that for is really lucky. I’d love to meet the person that turned my Yoongles into a romantic mess.” He chuckled on the outside but inside he’s dying. After that you give him a hug and say goodbye before heading home to get some rest.

The following morning you woke up to a text from Yoongi. You thought it was odd that he was already texting you this early on a Saturday but you figured he probably never even went to sleep.

Yoongi: Morning sleepyhead! What are you gonna do today?

Y/N: Not 100% sure. I was thinking about having a Disney movie marathon.

Yoongi: People always say that Disney is the happiest place on Earth, but they’ve clearly never spent a day with you ;)

Y/N: Silly boy! So you wanna come over?

Yoongi: Umm sure. I’ll be there in fifteen.

Y/N: Great! Can’t wait!!

Yoongi ran his hands over his face. He started to question if you ever had feelings for him or if he just interpreted everything all wrong as you didn’t seem to take any of the hints he had been dropping over the last few weeks. Quickly he showered and got ready so he could make it over to your place in time.

When you opened the door you happily greeted Yoongi who presented you with your favorite coffee and muffin from the bakery up the street. “You smell nice. Why are you all dressed up? Hot date tonight?”, you asked. Too busy digging into your breakfast that you didn’t notice the blush creep up his neck. “So I thought we could start with Cinderella since it’s a classic. Then maybe The Little Mermaid. Followed by The Princess and the Frog and maybe Coco is we have time.”, you said. He smiled and nodded in agreement, “Anything you want Y/N.”

The first two movies went by in a flash. You were just finishing up The Little Mermaid when Yoongi turned to look at you and smiled, “Do you know what the Little Mermaid and I have in common? We both want to be part of your world.” You snorted at his joke, “Yoongi you’re my best friend. You are part of my world.”

He shyly chuckled before turning his attention back to the screen. Yoongi continuously tried to get close to you. His hand slowly crept closer to yours. He kept sneaking peeks trying to work up the courage to actually grab your hand. As the third movie began he couldn’t help but notice how cute you looked getting all excited. He doesn’t know where this sudden burst of confidence came from but he does the classic yawn and stretch so he could place his arm smoothly around your shoulders to try and encourage you to cuddle into him. “Are you cold Yoongi? I can get you a blanket.”, you asked noticing his arm around you. You simply thought he just wanted some extra warmth.

Yoongi shook his head and removed his arm, “No Y/N, actually I think I’m gonna get going. I have to work on some music.” You pouted at his sudden departure, “Alright, well I hope you have a good night at least.” He smiled and left your apartment not even giving you the opportunity to walk him to the door. It did seem odd but it wasn’t uncommon for him to have mood swings so you shrugged it off and decided to give him space.

A few hours of space turned into a few days and next thing you know it had been a week since you’d seen Yoongi. Unless he was on tour the two of you never went more than a day without seeing each other but every time you texted him to try and hang out he always had an excuse. Luckily tonight was Jimin’s birthday party and you knew Yoongi was going to be there. Normally he would pick you up but since he was avoiding you Jungkook offered to pick you up instead.

“Thank you for the ride Kookie.”, you said buckling up in the passenger seat. “It’s no problem Noona. I just hope Yoongi doesn’t find out. He always gets a little jealous when we hang out with you.”, the younger member said. Before you could question what he meant by that the two of you arrived and he hopped out of the car jogging over to the passenger side to help you out.

Once inside you quickly noticed Yoongi sitting in the corner talking to Namjoon and Hoseok. You waved and began to make your way over when you got side tracked by Jin who pulled you into the kitchen to get you a drink. While you were sipping form your cup you felt a presence come up next to you. Thinking it was Yoongi you happily turned around but were met by some guy you’d never seen before. He smiled down at you, “Is your name Google? Because you have everything I’m searching for.” You chuckled, “No actually my name is Y/N. And your name is?” The guy looked stunned, “Oh my name is Soobin. Sorry I hear one of my friends calling for me.” He turned and quickly walked away and that’s when you saw Yoongi standing in the doorway with a big grin on his face while laughing to himself.

He walked over to you and grabbed your hand pulling you outside where it was quieter and less crowded. “There you are Yoongles! I’ve missed you so much.”, you said happy that you were finally spending time with him. “Yeah sorry about that. I just needed some time to think.”, he said. Gently he took your hand in his, “Listen Y/N. This is really hard for me to say so I’m just going to come out and say it. I really like you a lot. I’ve been dropping hints for weeks. I’ve been using pick up lines and trying to get close to you. When you weren’t reacting I thought maybe you were just trying to be polite and not hurt my feelings but I see now that maybe you just weren’t getting the hints. It’s okay if you really don’t like me in that way but I just had to be honest and tell you the truth. I’m sorry I kind of abandoned you the last week. I just wanted some time to think and decide what I wanted to do.”

You were kind of surprised at his confession but in a good way. “That song you played for me. Did you write that about me?”, you asked. Shyly he smiled, “Yeah, I actually have quite a few songs I’ve written about you.” You smacked yourself on the forehead, “Oh my god I’m so dumb. I’m sorry Yoongi. I’ve never really dated before so I’m not used to this kind of attention and I didn’t even notice it. The truth is I kind of actually like you too. I was going to tell you that day I brought you food to your studio but then you played me the song and I thought you already had your heart set on someone else so I never said anything.” The two of you started laughing at the situation you put yourselves in.

“Hey how about we get out of here and go hangout at my place?”, you asked. He agreed and quickly called for a cab since the two of you had some alcohol earlier in the night. Once in the back of the cab you felt your phone vibrate and saw a text from Yoongi,

Yoongi: Is this the Hogwarts Express? Because it feels like you and I are headed somewhere magical.

You rolled your eyes before leaning over and placing a kiss on his cheek watching his ears turn red, happy that the two of you finally cleared the air.

#bts #bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts x reader #yoongi fanfic #yoongi x y/n #yoongi imagine #bts yoongi #bts fluff #yoongi x reader #yoongi fluff #suga #min yoongi

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lorenid · 11 months

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Sleeping Habits

Genre: fluff, established relationship, domestic, idol chan

Word Count: 1.8k

Warning: anxiety/insomnia topic, light suggestive lines

Summary: Two 20 something year olds that can fall in love, but can’t fall asleep

A/N: Happy 5-STAR Comeback Day! It’s my first official comeback and I’m celebrating by streaming while finishing this short one-shot that I’ve been putting off since April. I didn’t proof read this at all, please let me know about any errors. Anyways… I’m back on my self indulgence, bc the world inside my head is better than my real world anyways, might as well make it a good one. Fun fact (that only I care about, but I like to over share): My bias for Chan started as soon as I read that he was born 1 year minus a day apart from me. Enough about my delusions, this is also my first time writing about SKZ so here goes nothing.

You arrive home exhausted after a 12 hour shift at the hospital you work at, tossing your heels at the entrance of the cozy apartment you share with Chan.

“Honey, I’m home.” You say with a singing tone making your way to leave your belongings on the living room sofa so you don’t forget them the next morning. Checking the kitchen to put away some washed plates and glasses.

“Hey, baby. Did you have a good day?” You hear him shuffling around before you see him, wearing his usual black shirt, black basketball shorts and socks. He kisses the crown of your head, engulfing you into a back hug, hands gripping your hips. Quickly turning you around giving you a sweet gentle kiss before you can even open your mouth to say a word.

“Tiring but good, a lot of patients showed great progress today and that keeps me going. How about you, did you finish the track you were working on before I left?” You bend your arms to rub his back until your fingers squeeze his shoulders to release the tension moving along to the nape of his neck.

After almost a year of living together you’re used to his habit of waking up, saying good morning with his groggy voice, sealing his greeting with a kiss and heading straight to the studio. Because he can’t do anything else before revising the work he did the night before listening with a fresh mind to get his genius creativity flowing. You do your morning routine and put down the breakfast beside his work desk, worried that he’ll forget to eat for a while if he’s consumed by the music. Sometimes he’s so excited about a song that he rambles trying to explain all the details of the arrangement, accidentally making you sprint to leave for work to avoid being late. Everyday you’re tempted to stay for a little bit longer just to appreciate his sparkling eyes talking about his new endeavors.

“I did! I’ll share it with the kids tomorrow to get their feedback.” The kids aren’t really kids… well kinda. Since your relationship with Chan started they have teased him that if they could kick him out of they group they would just to have you as their leader. Specially Seungmin claiming that Chan is getting too old, even though you are closer in age to your boyfriend than him. But you wouldn’t dare to try to keep them apart, because they are his family and they have become yours too.

“That’s amazing, I know they’ll love it! I have noticed that you’ve been working really hard these past few weeks. So hopefully you can get some rest.” Now you’re clinging to him putting most of your weight on him and he has no choice but drag you around.

“Yeah I’m glad that is done. Honestly we both tend to overwork so much that when we have time for us we miss working, but when we are back to the routine we are exhausted.” The ultimate contradiction of you both being extreme perfectionists. He leans besides the fridge and you look up to him, his cute droopy eyes make you feel like you’re wrapped in a warm hug.

“I really want us to do better about relaxing for our own sanity. It’s a work in progress.” You lift your hands to caress his dimples and cheeks with your thumb.

“Speaking about that, should I make some tea and call it an early night?” He kindly offers, opening cabinets in search of mugs and the chamomile honey lemon tea packets.

“Yes please! I’ll get out of these clothes and get ready for bed asap.” You’re endeared by his thoughtfulness as he makes a warm tea for him, but sets aside yours adding extra honey and putting it in the fridge because if it isn’t sweet and cold you make faces of disgust just by tasting a drop.

“Do you need any help with that?” He checks you up and down with a cheeky smile, the clinking of the spoon swirling around the tea stopping for a brief second.

“Um that would jeopardize our mission, sir.” You say it with a lower voice, rolling your eyes playfully and watch as he blushes and his ears turn a little bit red.

“Oh… right.” He shakes his head as if he’s brushing away his suggestive thoughts.

After taking a long hot shower, you change into a sweatshirt and comfy shorts sitting in front of the vanity desk and mirror. The hue of the night lights around the room setting the mood of relaxation, Chan spent an entire day setting them up and cutely annoying you changing the colors every second. You hear the door slightly open while you’re brushing your hair to prevent the frizz, it will probably get tangled anyways, but just doing this little things give you comfort.

“What you doing?” He says softly peeking his head through the door, you turn and smile at him extending your arms signaling with your hands to come in.

“Just brushing this crazy hair, did you wash up already?” You sigh exasperated grabbing the tea he prepared.

“Yeah, I did before you came home.” He settles his mug besides yours as he quickly moves to the corner of the bed near you. Motioning to scoot closer to him and hand him the brush.

“You’re the best.” He treats you with the type of care that makes you fall in love over and over again.

“I’m not hurting you, right?” He asks, worry on his tone. Stopping to hear your answer before continuing, drinking the rest of his tea.

“Not at all, you’re really good at this actually.” You reassure him because he loves doing this for you is turning into part of his night time routine. He finishes, running his fingers through your hair and kissing the crown of your head as you sip the last drops.

A few minutes later after going to the bathroom to brush your teeth, you both slip under the blankets. Chan plays Pokemon while listening to his favorite playlist while you attempt to read a chapter of a book, but your mind always wonder to random things instead.

“You know what we need?” Your out of the blue excitement makes him jump a little, holding on to your wrists because you hit his arm playfully asking for attention.

“A rocking chair! Think about it, if its big enough we can both fit and take turns.” You start searching for them on the phone to show him different options.

“Am I completely missing the point or does this sound a bit… naughty?” He stares deep into your eyes cocking his head to the side.

“Get your head out of the guter! Its another technique to fall asleep we could try. When I was little my grandma used to hold me and I was out like a light after swaying for a bit.” You gently slap the side of his head as if that would solve anything and he laughs.

“Well, we can definitely try.” He stands up to turnoff the lights, getting back to the bed you pat the space in front of you to cuddle him. You wrap him in a hug crossing your arms on his back moving your hands to rock him a little as if you were on the rocking chair. He lets out a deep breath aligning his head with yours, welcoming the comfortable silence.

“A la nanita nana, nanita nana, nanita ella, mi niño tiene sueño, bendito sea, bendito sea.” He raises his eyebrows surprised by your singing, but he doesn’t say anything worried that you’ll stop. It’s a famous Hispanic lullaby that at first was intended as a Christmas song about Jesus, but it passed down from generation to generation to help children fall asleep.

“A la nanita nana, nanita nana, nanita ella, mi Channie tiene sueño, bendito sea, bendito sea.” You gently stroke between his eyes and down his nose with your pinky finger. He gives you a soft smile with his eyes closing like crescent moons when he hears his nickname.

“I’m not fair that I’m drifting away while you sing like an angel. I wish I could rush to the studio and record your voice so I can listen to it on loop when I’m away on tour and imagine that you’re there beside me.” He has confessed before that he struggles to find comfort in strange places like hotel rooms and sometimes the time difference doesn’t help with you whispering throught the phone to at least calm his racing heart.

“It’s a deal if you also record yours.” You have heard him before jokingly singing it to his members before they hang up and you can’t help but be a little bit jealous.

“Oh, do you actually mean right now? You love to put me in the spot, don’t you?” He says in surprise when you reach your phone finding the app and placing the phone in between your pillows next to his head. He’s too busy to notice that you already pressed the red button because he’s shuffling to press his hands to your sides under your sweatshirt.

“Of course I do, I won’t deny it and you lowkey love it.” You brush away the strands of hair that are sticking up and the ones that tickle you when he brushes his nose against yours before positioning your head below his craning his neck to be as close as he can to your phone.

“Close your eyes, go to sleep.” He carefully places a hand covering your eyes, giggling under his breath when he feels your eyelashes fluttering.

“Know my love is all around.” His hands travel around your waist to hold you closer to his chest, you hear his heartbeat and try to breathe profoundly to slow down yours.

“Dream in peace, when you wake.” He sneaks a hand up to pet your hair, spreading his fingers to cover the back of your head, a deep breath escapes your lips.

“You will know I'm still with you.” He notices that your breathing is evening and slowly remove one from under your clothes to stop the audio recorder without startling you as he also feels himself drift.

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stvrni0lo · 10 months

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𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐦

nick sturniolo x platonic!reader (fluff)

summary: nick is there to support you for your first concert, and shows his appreciation for you as you come off stage

warnings/notes: none! lmk if i missed anything

requested?: yes! this is the cutest thing ever tysm

a/n: this is sort of short because i wasn’t quite sure where to go with it. but to the anon who requested it, i hope you like it!!!

> > >

For as long as you could remember, you’ve been in love with everything to do with music.

You admired many different musicians throughout your life, whether it be singers, guitarists, pianists - it didn’t matter. You appreciated all kinds of music, and you were passionate about singing especially. It felt like an art form to you.

So when the day came that your music career began to take off, life began to feel like a fever dream.

You were in awe that people enjoyed your music, and even more in shock when you got the opportunity to perform it live. Who ever thought that people would pay to listen to you sing?

The moments leading up to it were nerve wracking, but Nick was there to help you every step of the way. Him and his brothers had backstage passes, so they watched you from the sidelines, cheering you on in sync with the audience.

“You’ll do great. I’ll be right here when you’re back,” he said as you took a few deep breaths.

“Give ‘em hell!” yelled Chris as you made your way on stage.

Now as your set finished, you felt like you were dissociating - nothing felt real. The cheers and flashing lights, all of it, felt like a dream.

Stumbling off stage, you were met with several pairs of arms. Chris and Matt pulled away after a few moments, but Nick picked you up and spun you around.

“Are you kidding!? I can’t believe you were nervous - that was amazing!” he said as he set you back down.

“Any more spins and I would’ve thrown up all over your back,” you said, placing your hands on your knees.

Your nerves were on their comedown now, but the adrenaline still pumped in your veins. You were riled up and it was hard to set your breathing to a steady pace.

Nick rubbed your back as you steadied your breath. He always knew how to calm you down when you needed it. The rhythm of his hands against your spine helped you come back to reality, and you began to laugh excitedly.

Rising up, you looked at him in disbelief.

“I just did that!”

“Yeah you did! I’m so proud of you - I felt like an excited mom the whole time,” he laughed out.

Chris and Matt pulled their phones out to show you the videos and photos they took, including the ones they posted to promote your music.

Nick could be heard in the back of one of them, yelling out a ‘that’s my best friend!’ as the camera panned to him and displayed his huge grin while he watched you.

“I better be coming to the next one,” said Chris as he ruffled your hair. Slapping his hand away jokingly, you smiled.

“Yeah, yeah,” you said. “Seriously though, thanks for being here guys.”

“Don’t thank us yet,” said Matt.

Confused, you looked at him. Before you could ask what he meant, Nick pulled out a floral gift bag and handed it to you.

“It’s not much but we thought you’d like it,” said Nick.

Inside was a t-shirt that they had gotten printed. It was your first album cover plastered on a white shirt, and their names were signed at the bottom. Matt handed you a marker, urging you to add your name to the signatures.

“It’ll be a good memory for when you’re too famous to remember us,” joked Matt.

Rolling your eyes at him, you slapped his shoulder lightly.

“Oh, stop! I could never leave you guys behind.”

And it was true. They had been there for you every step of the way to support you. Whether you needed help with paperwork, or driving you to your recording studio, they were there. You even remembered some nights where they stayed up with you until ungodly hours of the night to help you finish a song.

Popping the pen cap off, you leaned the fabric against a table and signed your name. If it wasn’t for all the excitement you could’ve cried.

“This is awesome. Thank you,” you said as you stared at the shirt, tears prickling your eyes.

“No crying yet! We still have to go celebrate,” said Nick as he shook your shoulder gently.

You furrowed your brows. Nothing about a celebration was discussed beforehand - but knowing them they definitely had other surprises in store for you.

Linking his arm with yours, he began to walk with you, telling you all about how he invited your other friends to go for dinner tonight. It still shocked you sometimes how well he knew you. You wouldn’t want to spend this day any other way - with people who love and care for you.

None of this would’ve been possible if it weren’t for your best friend and his amazingly helpful family. You owed it all to them.

#sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets x reader #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader

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hanniluvi · 1 year

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his vlive

requested by sato <3

pairing — idol!jungwon x idol!fem!reader // genre : fluff !

word count : 0.4K+ // warnings : reader is a newjeans member!

— prompt : list 1 - prompt 14 “always talking about their s/o in front of others”

A/N : i enjoyed writing this one 🤭 would def include smth like this in future smaus tbh..! but anyways tysm for the request !!

You've returned to the studio. A notification appears on your phone screen as you prepare to write lyrics for another song.

ENHYPEN IS ON LIVE !

when you saw the picture pop up, you saw your boyfriend's face, jungwons. You've been trying to keep it low because you're both idols. However, you two have formed a great bond, even acting as each other's energizers when necessary.

Since he's live, it can't hurt to take a short break, right?

You just sat comfortably, properly adjusting your phone. You could see the boy smiling at the camera once you joined in. You smiled as you saw it. You saw him greet everyone who joined the live stream. There were over 10,000 people watching it live.

His voice was soothing, and the way he responded to questions and read comments almost put you to sleep. "Do you like new jeans?" You were startled awake when you heard your group's name.

"new jeans are extremely talented!" "Their songs are so good, and honestly, even though we're the sunbaes, I look up to them," he rambles, making you smile. "Especially yn!" the way she helps everyone and contributes to the creation of the best songs ever? I mean, have you ever heard her ditto vocals? Simply amazing. and—" you mostly watched the boy go on a rant about new jeans. The comments about Jungwon admiring you are pouring in.

You started blushing from all of his compliments on your dance, lyrics, and leadership. You were driven insane by the way his eyes would sparkle while he went on a rant about how amazing you were. "You must like new jeans a lot," Jungwon reads, nervously chuckling.

"Oh—did I ramble on too long?" The leader shakes his head. "Sorry," he says, laughing slightly. He ignored what he said and read another comment. "favorite new jeans song? Ditto obviously! because of yn vocals hehe. But, every song is amazing!"

At this rate, he'll land you both in a dating scandal. But who are you to complain? In any case, you two have been dating for three months. You quickly send him a text message that reads, "You like me that much?" When your notification appears, make him smile. The boy turns red, causing the comments to resurface.

He knew he was going to get teased by the members, and he knew you were going to do the same. But he didn't mind because he loved you too much.

back to 500 followers mlist . .

wanna request?! — go here !

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omegalomania · 10 months

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FIRST NIGHT OF TOURDUST AT WRIGLEY

im writing down all the stuff that i remember so i dont forget!! obviously the big ones were GINASFS LIVE?? HELLO??? i was very unspoiled for the setlist so every song was a huge shock

tai as openers got a hUGE response. and it was great!!! im thrilled to report that bilvy is still a whore <3 he was playing submission games with mike and sisky the whole set, did snakes on a plane, doing high kicks and draping himself all over his bandmates as god intended

i mean it probably goes without saying but i need to shoutout the set design for this tour. oh my god it was SO beautiful. there were no big screens behind them, instead there was a big round screen mounted over the stage and it would play funky videos during all the songs. one half of the stage was this gorgeous blue wrought-iron looking thing with stars and monsters and a clock. the other side was glowing gold, so it was like a night/day dichotomy

there were big red curtains behind the guys and they would sweep shut for a few songs and when they opened again there'd be a new setpiece behind them. like a physical setpiece!! the first one was an anchor, the second was A MOVING DOGGIE HEAD, the third was a huge tree with owl eyes. they were fucking gorgeous

the pink seashell monologue played w/o any instrumentals before love from the other side kicked in

joe has a new guitar! it's like...green and super detailed, it's seriously so fucking fancy i need hq pictures of that thing stat

joe vocals were SUPER LOUD AND PROMINENT my god it was a blessing

patrick was KILLING it the whole concert. i was floored. fob songs are NOT EASY TO SING esp love from the other side but he was impeccable pretty much the whole night

he did fumble the lyrics to centuries tho dlfdjkjf looked like something was up with his soundboard around that time

they hit us with a triple-punch of chicago is so two years ago, calm before the storm, and then where is your boy, all in a row. patrick talked a little bit before where is your boy to be like "yeah so this was forever ago...i was jogging..." and pete chimes in "imagine us jogging"

patrick also talked a bit before they rolled the piano out. he was like "hi guys!! :)" and talked about how the set design was all pete's idea and it was super fucking fancy and he was floored by it. he said that pete suggested he play piano and then was like "ugh i dunno im not GREAT at that" (you fucking liar) and then that led up to the medley that closed with don't stop believing and the rest of the band joined in and AGHHH

i was not prepared to hear headfirst slide and disloyal order in the same night.

i was not prepared to hear HEAVEN IOWA that night. of all the stardust songs i did NOT EXPECT THAT ONE

for those who were involved in the stardust project, it went off really well the first night! i got my pink seashell and during fake out i looked behind me and the whole stadium was lit up pink! after it was over, pete was like "wow that looked amazing guys" so the band definitely noticed!

pete did the baby annihilation monologue live! he seemed kind of nervous he had his hoodie pulled up and everything but he delivered it very different from the studio version and when it was over he pulled a big black curtain over himself and then disappeared when it fell

save rock and roll live is always a treat but my god when the camera pulled back and i saw that all four members of fall out boy were smiling while they sang OH NOOO WE WON'T GO. my god. my heart.

they did not do a proper encore because they didnt want to tread into curfew, so we did not get a picture with them

OKAY THATS ALL I CAN REMEMBER FOR NOW. ILL ADD TO THIS IF I REMEMBER ANYTHING ELSE <3 THIS WAS A STELLAR START THANK YOU FALL OUT BOY I LOVE YOU FALL OUT BOY

#fall out boy #fob #tourdust #tourdust spoilers #*making poasts #very worth flying to chicago for this <3

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Golden

Kookie had a runny nose. He said when he's just hanging out with nothing to do he's fine but as soon as things start ramping up and getting hectic, the cold that won't go away comes back. Jimin was on to something when he said he was concerned about Jungkook staying healthy with such a busy schedule.

As usual he has stayed true to himself and I admire that a person of his age can be so honest about himself.

He was trying to keep it real and said things to lower everyone's expectations: About writing songs, he said he can't really write songs. He said he just doesn't have it in him. He said when he tries it always ends up being about Army.

He wondered if it was because he was so simple. This is what makes me love him as just a human being: he says things about himself that WE might not agree with but that he feels about himself. He's just so honest and unpretentious, and he doesn't even try to be that, he just is himself.

He said he thinks he doesn't have the intellect and that he doesn't have anything to write about, and if he HAD things to write about, he couldn't say them prettily and that there are so many other talented creators that he would just fall short. He mentioned RM, Yoongi, Hobi... they are so talented.

It is understandable that Kookie, being last, he saw what the other members did, and truly, it had to be intimidating. He may never feel confident enough but I bet if he gives it a try he’ll do great.

All of what he said adds another nuance as to why he said “something amazing" is coming when he did that live back in March and Set Me Free Pt 2 was about to drop. He saw how hard Jimin worked through that process and the end result WAS amazing. Intimidating indeed.

Perhaps he still needs to live some life before he can have enough emotional baggage to pour out some lyrics (lol). Give it time, Kookie, life will throw some shit at you. Or maybe expressing whatever is inside of him will never come out in words to a song. And its ok. Not everyone is a songwriter or poet.

I can accept this album as "this is where he is in his life right now". He said they worked fast. That's a lot to accomplish in the amount of time from start to finish.

My thoughts on the songs...

The lyrics to several of these songs are a little ... meh..., sort of disconnected. THAT BEING SAID... I can see some lyrics that probably did resonate with him.

But I am not going to focus so much on the lyrics but more on JK's vocal work and think about how he was trying to sing and pronounce well. THAT is what he was trying to do. He said lyrics are lyrics and images are images... they are not meant to be autobiographical so the lyrics will be secondary to the vocal production for me.

Jungkook explained that the pronunciation was a challenge. The producers each had their own idea of how the lyrics should be delivered to achieve the color of the song. English not being JK's first language, he was coached on what to do in the studio. He said especially pronouncing the "EEE" sound was a challenge.

I recognize some sounds that seem trendy. Some of the songs remind me of other songs I've heard in the past by other artists.

Closer has that flute and Afro beat that reminds me of another song but I just can't remember it right now.

Standing Next to You is giving me Michael Jackson Rock With You from his Off the Wall album or Remember the Time off his Dangerous album. A rockin' groove... "... when it's deep like DNA..." and "leave your body golden like the sun and the moon..." yes, those lyrics definitely resonate.

Yes or No, I can definitely hear the Ed Sheeran throughout that song. A nice song about that first thrill of love. Ed Sheeran is a great song writer. I've always liked his work.

Please Don't Change would probably be the song that comes closest to expressing how Jungkook feels about his fans. Though his life has been spent on camera, things might change and if he's no longer on camera, he'll still be the same but he hopes we please don't change. This song also has the same little flute sound as Closer.

Hate You. This is the Shawn Mendes song. It is one of those angsty relationship songs that are popular now like what Olivia Rodrigo and her ilk does. If Jungkook had not gotten this song, I could see it easily going to a female artist. It's quite painful. Kookie does a great job expressing the tragic drama of it all with his vocals.

Somebody is where he really lets loose with his range. Its a sad song. Like many, his opening lines had me doing a double take. I don't think we've ever heard Jungkook sing in this tone before? Very nice.

Too Sad To Dance. This is the kind of song I think Jungkook could write. It is simple and straightforward. The song is cute and poignant at the same time. He was able to keep his tone simple to match the vibe, he didn’t try to make it over the top… I love this song especially the very last line: "...you don't need no one to dance..." Stand on your own and be yourself, just like Kookie is doing.

Shot Glass Full of Tears is the best song on the album. There, I said it. He really reached down and brought JUST enough edge into his voice to pull it off. I could actually get emotional over this song. I will repeat, this is the best song on the album.

Well done, Jungkook.

Overall, Kookie is relieved the pressure is off. Now he can get out there and do what he’s knows he can do and that’s performing

And then he said it again: BTS is the most important thing to him.

Kookie knew he had to do this album. And now he's done it and ready to move forward.

When he finally realized Tae had commented:

The panic over his house not being clean hahahahahah!

Because he wasn't sure what kind of chaos they were going to bring to his house, Kookie ended the live in a stress-clean panic.

My, what a turn of events... not long ago he was laying in bed naked causing mayhem trying to convince Jimin to let him come over and take a shower and now here they come to his house bringing trouble LMAO!

I hope they had a great evening together. I loved seeing Tae and Jimin out and about, it really hits a spot in my heart.

A little while ago, I picked up a copy of Golden at Target, I don't know which photo card is the Target exclusive but this is what I got:

It's a nice package with a hard cover photo book and a case it slides into. The stickers are nice. Jungkook was wearing an earring with the that motif so I suppose it will show up as merch on the Weverse shop soon.

Anyway, that's my review of Golden.

#jungkook golden #vmin #vminkook #jimin #taehyung

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a-bang-for-your-bucky · 2 years

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Adrenaline Rush

Rockstar!Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Summary: Eddie uses the adrenaline rush he gets from being on stage in all the right ways.

Warnings: 18+ (Minors DNI) Smut (Unprotected PinV sex, dirty talk, hair pulling, come eating, oral F!receiving) Explicit language

A/N: Well hello new hyperfixation. Thanks to @acrossthesestars, I have fallen deeply for this doe-eyed fool. This was written as a coping mechanism.

Corroded Coffin sold out regularly.

They were one of the last real rock bands left. Or, at least, that’s what Eddie tells you. It's what he'd told you since you'd started dating years ago. You had been there when they still practiced in a garage, doing local shows for nothing but free beer. And now they had studio appointments and packed concerts.

You were in the dressing room with him as he prepared for the show, watching him go through his routine from your perch on the speaker box. He wrapped a bandana around his head to hold back his unruly curls and the jeans he tugged over his slim hips were ripped in all the right places, tight as hell, and made his ass look amazing. He had on his old D&D shirt, ‘Hellfire’ printed across his chest, under a red flannel that you knew he’d lose as soon as he finished the first song. His feet were clad in black Doc Martens and to top off the look, his black leather jacket was strung across the back of his chair.

He was absolutely fucking beautiful.

A knock at the door startled you out of your staring, a frazzled PA peeking their head in and telling Eddie he had five minutes before show time. He thanked the guy, sending him on his way before reaching for you. His rough hand in yours sent a familiar chill up your spine. “You okay, pretty girl?” He asked, his big doe eyes full of concern.

You gave him a sweet smile, lifting up on your tiptoes to place a chaste kiss to his lips. “I’m great, Munson.” Trapping your bottom lip between your teeth, you looked up at him from under your lashes, knowing it drove him crazy.

“A tease of the worst kind,” he laughed, his hands drifting down to your leather skirt clad ass, pulling you into him. “How are you gonna get me all worked up before a show?” He pouted, grinding against you, fingers drifting up to dig into the meat of your waist.

A bang on the door said his time was up. He groaned, releasing you reluctantly.

“I’ll be in my spot waiting for you, rockstar.” The words were barely out before he was crashing his mouth to yours, slipping his tongue between your lips to tangle with yours.

You could already feel the heat gathering between your thighs. It didn’t take much. Eddie could easily turn you on with a look and he knew it. Show nights were different though, there was always something electric in the air that made him feral, wild and primal in a way that he normally wasn't.

He stepped away from you, even though all he wanted was to ruck up your skirt and have his way with you. Leaning forward, his lips connected with the shell of your ear. “Be ready for me when the show is over. The only way I want to unwind is between your thighs.”

He left you dripping wet in the middle of the room, your thighs pressed together to ease the ache, and threw you a wink as he walked out the door.

The band was on fire, playing hit after hit. Screams from the crowd could be heard miles away. You watched from the side stage as Eddie lived out his dream, the way he was always meant to. You always knew he’d make it, even when everyone else told him it was a lost cause. You believed in him, you would never stop believing in him.

Bidding the crowd good night after the third encore, Eddie made a beeline straight toward you. He grasped your wrist roughly and kept walking, his dark eyes staring ahead. His dressing room appeared in front of you and he shoved you inside, slamming the door behind him. It was a small room without any real furniture. It didn’t stop him from backing you up against an old speaker.

“Do you know how hard it was to perform when all I could think about was you?” He growled in your ear, and you shivered. His rough hands clawed up your thighs, pushing your skirt higher until it rested just above your ass. “Should have known a girl like you wouldn’t be wearing much of anything underneath. You just wanted me to fuck you, didn’t you?”

You whimpered, nodding your head, clinging to him.

“Tsk. Tsk. Need to hear the words, pretty girl. How else will I know I’m doing you right?” You could hear the teasing in his voice and it drove you crazy, made you desperate. Eddie slipped a hand between your thighs, running a finger through your slick, spreading it and making a mess if you. “You’re so wet. Is all this for me?” He asked as he removed his finger, bringing it to his lips and sucking it clean as you stood there watching him.

“Eddie, please.” You murmures, squeezing your thighs together. He hummed in response, watching you writhe. “Fuck me. Eddie, please.”

That was all he needed. He scrambled to undo his belt, flicking open his jeans and pushing them down just far enough to free his aching cock. He was hard, thick and throbbing, as he lifted your leg, wrapping it around his hip. He reached to pull your red lace panties to the side and notched himself at your entrance.

Once more, Eddie looked into your eyes, silently asking for your permission. You nodded, bucking your hips forward and pushing him just a fraction of an inch. He groaned loudly as your warm, wet walls surrounded him. You found purchase on his shoulders, nails digging in, knowing this wasn’t going to be a gentle ride.

“Fuuuuck.” He drew out slowly once he was fully seated inside of you. He lifted your other leg, so that you were wrapped around his waist and held you tightly by the back of your thighs, pressing you harder into the speaker.

“Need you to move, Munson.” You mewled at him, trying to grind down. He took the hint, and started at a slow pace, before picking up force and slamming into you.

Eddie was lost. He had left this world behind and was in a place all his own, a place that was just you and him and the way it felt to be inside you, to own you. You weren’t even sure he knew what he was saying. "God damn, so tight. Bet you couldn’t wait for me to get off stage to fuck you. Yeah, you knew it was coming. You were fucking ready for me. Pussy was fucking made for me. All mine. Mine. Mine."

Eddie wasnt normally a possessive person, but when it came to fucking you, you were his and his only, and it wrecked you when he reminded you of that fact. You were so close, listening to the dirty words spilling from his mouth, lost to the way his cock seemed to hit the right spot with every thrust. “Fuck, Eddie,” You whined, your cunt clenching down on him as he hit a particularly deep place within you.

He moaned, all low and raspy, burying his face into your neck, before sucking hard on your pulse point. The action shocked you and you buried a hand into his luscious curls, crying out. You tugged hard, making him bite down. His thrusts faltered, and you knew he was close.

“Shit, baby. Fuck, I’m gonna come. Please, Ple– oh, fuck.” His words were jumbled, you could barely make them out, but you couldn’t miss the heat that bloomed where the two of you were connected, as he fucked his spend deeper into you.

When his soul returned to his body, Eddie knew it was only fair that it was your turn. Without a word, he lowered your feet to the floor before dropping to his knees in front of you. He snaked his tongue between your dripping folds, his fingers digging into your trembling thighs. He didn’t care that he could taste his own cum, because he could taste you too, and that combination was fucking addicting.

You gasped as he attached his lips to your clit, your hips lurching forward. He ran his large hands down your thighs before slipping two fingers into your cunt, sucking harshly on the sensitive bud. “Eddie, shit, please," you moaned, tangling your hands in his curls once more.

Eddie smirked into your core. “What do you need, pretty girl?” He teased, pulling away from you, pulling a needy whine from your lips. “Use your words, baby.”

You looked down at him, his dark eyes staring back up at you. You were amazed at how a man could be so fucking pretty. And Eddie was just that, fucking pretty. With his mouth covered in a mixture of his cum and your slick, he was god damn gorgeous. “Eddie, please. Need to come, wanna come. For you, all for you.”

Eddie didn’t need to hear anything else as he dove back into you, eating you like a man starved. You couldn’t help but to grind your hips down onto his slender fingers as he showered your clit with attention. Your orgasm hit you hard and fast, making you clench down around his hand. “That’s a fucking good girl.” He mumbled, as he slowly retracted his fingers from you, moving to stick them into his mouth. You stopped him by the wrist as you leaned down to take them into your own.

He cursed under his breath watching you suck his fingers clean of the mess. “You really were made just for me.” The words were quiet, but you heard them. Eddie stood, finding a towel to clean you up with before he tucked himself back into his pants. You straightened out your skirt, opting to take your ruined panties off, sticking them into his jacket pocket to find later.

He turned to you, a goofy grin covering his face. “So, round two at the hotel right?”

Anyone want a rockstar!Eddie series of sorts? Just a compiled list of having sex with Eddie in different places.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson #stranger things smut #smut #kat writes

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claire-elvisgirl · 8 months

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A LEATHER DREAM

This was ready since a while, but I wasn't sure about posting it because...another comeback fic?! The web is literally stuffed! But I decided to share it with you anyway...I hope you like it. I got excited just writing it! It's a one-shot, I couldn't split it up!

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Summary: You’re in the crowd during the Comeback. He notices you. You end up in his dressing room living the best night of your life

Warning: 18+, smut, fingering, sex, loss of virginity.

Word cunt: 3400

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NBC studios, Burbank, California, 1968.

You were sitting in the very first row, under that big white and red square that he would use a stage. You and other girls. Too many girls. But you couldn’t believe you were about to see him perform live. Suddenly the crowd roared and everybody looked in the same spot. He was coming out. When you lay your eyes on him you were stunned. He wore a leather suit, jacket and pants practically glued to his body, making him look thinner than ever. His hair were perfect too. He got up on stage and looked around at the crowd. He has been away from live concerts for almost 10 years and he was scared to death, even if he would have never show it.

“It’s been a long time baby…”

Listening his voice in presence made you jump from your seat, while the crowd applauded. He was literally perfect and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

“I missed this, ya have no idea how much I missed this!” he said looking at the crowd which went wild in screams.

You brought with you a red rose and as he turned to get the microphone you threw it on the stage, making sure he saw who was the sender of that little gift. He picked up the rose and sniffed it, looking at you with a sweet smile then he whispered a light “Thank you” in your direction and put the rose away.

He turned in the center of the stage, putting his finger on his lip, trying his best to contain an embarrassed smile. In that moment the music starts and he started to sing. His eyes were locked on you. “Wise men say / only fools rush in / but I can’t help / falling in love with you…”

You got teary eyes. You couldn’t believe it, he was practically singing only for you. In a soft and sensual voice he kept singing: “Shall I stay / would it be a sin / if I can’t help / falling in love with you”. He got closer to you and leaned down to kiss your cheek. You almost passed out and you felt your face burning red…and not only your face. After a second he turned back to the stage, but his eyes were always looking at you. He pulled out a hand in your direction and ends the song: “Take my hand / take my whole life too / for I can’t help / falling in love with you!”

The crowd went crazy. You screamed with all the other girls without taking your eyes off of him. The king was back.

As the concert ended you were about to leave with all the other people, when a guy approached you. He was one of Elvis’s guys. He talked to you in a professional way and asked you to follow him. “Elvis wants you to meet him in his dressing room. If you could follow me…”

You looked at him with your mouth open. “What? He wants to meet me? Why?”

The guy answered: “He said you were an amazing fan that he’d like to meet personally and he wants you to be the first person he meets after this great comeback.” He paused: “So…you wanna come?”

You nodded and the guy lead you to his dressing room. You kept looking around, feeling nervous, you were even checking if you looked pretty enough to deserve a meet-up with Elvis Presley. Once you were by his dressing room, the guy opens the door for you. “This way”

You went into the room, but its’ empty, it seemed no one was there. Then you noticed something that caught your attention. On a little table there was your rose, the rose you threw on the stage. He kept it.

Suddenly you heard the door closing behind you. You turned your head to see Elvis himself staring at you, seductively smiling. “Hi sweetheart!”

You stared at him with your mouth open wide.

“Don’t be nervous baby, I don’t bite. What’s your name?” he asked while looking at you up and down.

“I…I’m y/n!”

He chuckled to himself “Beautiful name for a beautiful lil’ thang like ya!”

He went to the table and picked up your rose, playing with it in his hands. “I wanted to thank ya for this lil’ gift…” he came close to you “But the most beautiful rose is standing right in front of me now!”

You blushed: “Oh please!”

He sat on a nearby sofa and he patted on the spot next to him. “Come hun, sit here with me!”

You sat nervously right next to him and you felt his warmth fragrance piercing your nostrils. He put an arm around you and pulled you close to him. “Now…I’ve got a few questions for ya!” he said as he gently pinched your cheek.

“Questions?”

“Ya see…I noticed ya were alone out there in the crowd. Am I right?”

“Well, I was supposed to come with a friend, but she got sick and so…I came here alone. I couldn’t lose your show…”

He talked back slowly: “Oh I’m sorry to hear that, but…” he got closer to you, putting his hand on your waist “…in a strange way I’m glad she didn’t come!”

He smiled and he moved his lips to touch yours. You were about to kiss when he grabbed your chin and looked at you: “I wanna taste that pretty lil’ mouth of yours!” he leaned closer and kissed you. Your hearts skipped a beat and you tried to say something, but the contact with his lips broke every single word you could say.

Elvis noticed how tensed you were and he saw you blushing: “Oh look at ya…you’re as nervous as a lil’ bird!” He spoke with a soft and loving voice. He looked you right in your eyes and hummed a few words of one of his songs: “Don’t fly away…my beautiful bird…” before starting to kiss you again.

You pulled back from him for a while: “Elvis…can I…can I ask you something?”

He looked at you smiling: “Of course you can hun, what is it?”

You thought you knew the answer, but you asked him anyway: “Why did you want me here?”

He took a second to answer: “Well…I saw you when you threw me that rose. Ya looked so lil’, so precious…I saw ya blushing like a baby…I decided I wanted to meet ya!”

“And you do that every night?”

He got serious: “Ya wanna the truth? Yeah, every night…every night with a diff’rent girl. My guys think I’m happy to do that and they took me a new gal, thinkin’ I like it, but…tonight…tonight I feel strange, I’m hoping this is gonna be more than just a one-night-thing!”

You looked at him without saying a word, then you spoke again: “What?”

He grabbed your hand: “Can you promise me something?” he asked looking right into your eyes.

“Elvis, I…”

He moved his hand down to your thighs and he whispered: “I dunt wanna let ya go…I wanna hold you tonight…and tomorrow night…and the night after…”

You understood in that right moment you wanted the same thing from him: “Oh fuck, come here!” you grabbed him and pulled him on you.

He let out a big sexy laugh as you pulled him on top of you and he moved his body up and down, starting to kiss you neck. With every kiss your mind went crazy as his lips burnt you like fire.

“Take off that jacket…” you asked him panting.

He smiled, then slowly and sexily, he reached his jacket zipper and started to lower it.

“Wait…I wanna do it myself!” you slowly pulled down the zipper revealing him inch by inch, his chest, then his stomach and finally his belly.

His eyes went wide open as you did that. He smiled keeping his eyes on what you were doing: “Ya wanna help me, hun?”

You nodded as you took off the jacket and threw it away. He gave you that sexy Elvis laugh and moved closer to you. You caressed his pants too. They were so tight that they were almost glued to his skin.

“Hey, am I wrong or I do have a lil’ naughty girlie here? And I thought ya were so innocent…”

You looked up at him, almost trying to justify what you were doing to him. “I dunt even know why I’m doing this, I can’t stop…”

“But I dunt wanna you to stop! Keep doing that y/n, it makes me feel real good!”

You stopped and you kneeled down in front of him.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Take off your pants…”

“Oh I think I know what yaw anna do, but I’m not taking off them yet!”

You thought you stepped out of line, pushing yourself too far. “Why?”

He took a little breath and bit his lower lip speaking in a sexy voice: “Because…I enjoy watching ya kneeled down for me!”

And you thought he would stopped everything! No, he wanted to turn you crazy, he wanted you to beg for his love. He was enjoying himself, as you noticed him getting hard between his legs.

You decided to do something to excite him even more. You stood up and took off your shirt revealing your white bra and you stood firm in front of him. You got close to him and rubbed your chest onto his. He groaned as he saw you in that way and he looked at your chest. “White! I like that…and…” he squeezed your breasts in his hands, making you gasp. “…and ya got a great pair of titties, hun…a really great pair! Can I see ‘em?” he asked taking off your bra. Your breath gets heavier as he revealed your titties out: “You like what you see?”

“I LOVE what I’m seeing y/n!” he answered taking one of your nipples in his mouth and sucking him with hunger. This made you arch your back and close your eyes with you head rolled back: “Oh my God…”

“Ya like it when I do this uh?”

You can’t even answer from the excitement you felt. He made you look down at him: “I’m gonna move my head down further now…ya ready?”

He moved his head down and started to kiss your stomach and then your belly, just right on top of your pants. “Oh that feels so good!” you said.

“And I’m just getting started!” he replied. “Hun I’m gonna slide your pants down a little now!”

“Okay…you can do it!” you replied knowing it would be a not-going-back experience.

He started to unbutton your pants, button after button. “I’m gonna go a little bit slower this time…ok?”

He pulled your pants down. You closed your eyes as you felt the fabric going down on your legs. He smiled as he pulled your pants off and make them fall to the floor. “I like what I see…I like what I see a lot!”

And then those words spread out of your mouth like a bullet. “If you want…it’s all yours!” You didn’t even realized how you could possibly said something like that. He looked at you: “Are you serious?”

You nodded. “I am!”

He closed his eyes for a while. “Y/n please…say you’re mine…I wanna hear ya say it f’ me. Say it!” he asked you while rubbing his hands on your thighs.

“I’m…I’m yours Elvis, all yours!” you whispered.

“Say it louder!”

“I’M YOURS ELVIS!”

“Oh God, ya know what I’m gonna do now?” he put a hand inside your panties and started stroking, looking at you in a mischievous way. “Fuck baby, you’re so wet…I want ya…I want all of ya!”

You couldn’t believe your ears. In that right moment Elvis Presley was yours and you were his. He leaned in to face you: “You’re mine…and you’re gonna stay mine! Okay?”

“You mean…”

“Ya belong to me baby, okay? I’m gonna take ya…now!” He slid your panties down leaving you completely naked. “Say you’re mine…say it!”

You answered to him while your arms were wrapped around his body, hanging onto him to resist the strange feeling that was growing inside of you. You never felt that way before. You touched yourself sometimes, but it was completely different. He moved in a certain way, knowing where and how to touch you. He tubbed his fingers on your clit and gave you little spankings on your pussy, making you shivering from the intense pleasure.

He looked at you sweetly: “Do ya trust me baby?”

You looked back at him and nodded: “I trust you!”

He stops for a moment and he caressed your cheek: “I’m dead serious now! Are ya really ready for me hun? Answer me! Because if ya say yes, I’m gonna make you release all your stress!”

His words got you more excited: “Keep talking while you touch me, your voice sends me over the moon!”

“You have to answer me, hun! Do ya really want me to take ya right here? Right now?”

You took a long and deep breath and you answered looking him into his beautiful blue eyes: “Yes!”

“Say that again!” he asked moving on your body to increase the pleasure for both of you. “Say it! Say that ya want me to take ya!”

You closed your eyes and raised your voice: “I want you to take me Elvis…now…here!! I want you, I want to feel you, to have you…to love you!”

He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your neck. “I’ll keep kissing you like this y/n, I’m gonna kiss every inch of your perfect body. Ya know ya can touch me too? Ya want to touch me hun?”

You felt a little embarrassed, but then you asked him gently: “You want me to do it?”

He felt his excitement growing more and more: “Go ahead baby, touch me…kiss me…do whatever ya want! But first…” he got up from the sofa and he took off his pants.

You stared at him almost naked in front of you. We was like a Greek god, just the simple sight of every muscle of his body made you throbbing all over.

You pulled out your arms, inviting him to get back on you again: “Come here! I want to feel every inch of my body on me!”

He got back on the sofa and without saying a word he slid two fingers inside of you, making you jump from your seat. “Relax baby, I wanna feel again how wet you are…and get ya ready for something bigger!” his excitement grow bigger listening to the sounds that were coming from your wetness. He kept moving his fingers inside of you, touching every spot to make you squirm like never before. You started to move on his hand like you were riding his fingers. “Daddy…that’s’ amazing…I never felt this way before!”

“I know hun…but I think it’s time to make another step…d’ya want my cock inside of ya? Say ya want it, baby! Ask and you’re gonna get it!"

You opened your teary eyes and looked at him: “Daddy…take me…I want you inside of me!"

He lay down on the sofa and took off his boxer too. There he stood, completely undressed, with his hard cock waiting for you: “I want ya to sit on me, sit on my cock baby, I want ya to take the lead! Ride your daddy, lil’ slut!”

You got on top of him and started to move up and down, making your pussy and his cock touch gently. You could feel it rubbing between your foldings. Elvis’ face lighted up as you kept moving. “Oh God baby, you’re gonna be the death of me…I’ll die loving ya if ya keep doing this!”

You laughed at what he said: “Oh dunt worry, I’m gonna keep you with me for a loooong time!” You kept moving on him with gentle movements. “You like it daddy? You want me to speed up?”

“Not yet baby, I love this, take your time…I dunt want this night to end! Take your time and enjoy yourself too!”

You thought this was the right time to reveal him your secret. You leaned to his ear and you whispered softly: “Guess what daddy…you’re gonna be my first!”

His eyes lighted up and he smiled almost in shock: “You’re a first timer baby? Woah, this night is getting’ even better. I guess I better be in charge then, I’m gonna make it a night to remember forever! It’s gonna be the best night of your life!”

You were scared to tell him that you were still a virgin. He was rather surprised but happy. He wanted to ask you one more time if you were sure about him taking you right there, since he would have took your virginity too.

You answered yes again: “Just be gentle!”

He caressed you sweetly, like he was almost afraid to hurt you. “Of course hun, I’ll be as gentle as I can!” He got closer to you and grabbed your body. “Come on over here hun, sit on daddy’s cock!” You crawled to his lap and sat on his cock. He hesitated for a moment before slowly let it inside of you, feeling your tightness and wetness. He guided you gently, afraid of hurting you. “That’s it hun, if you feel bad stop me, ok? I’ll take it slow and make sure you’re confortable.”

You tried not to cry as he pushed more. “I-it hurts daddy…I can’t…”

“You’re meant to feel a lil’ burn hun, it’ll be over soon and it’ll be worth it!”

He took your body and moved it up and down, making his cock gently going in and out of your wet pussy. “That’s it hun, good girl, you’re doing so fine…let me guide ya! My God, you’re so tight…relax…” he said, groaning between each word. His sounds excited you even more. You grabbed his body, trying not to cry for the pain, but it soon turned into something else. It was pure pleasure, as time went by, your pussy stretched out to welcome him.

“I love you…it’s incredible to have you inside of me!” you said. He kissed you deeply, making his tongue dancing with yours. Then he started to massage your breasts, squeezing your nipples in his fingers as he kept fucking you. Suddenly you gasped for air. Tthat pressure that was growing inside you were about to explode, as he moved so well to touch your g-point with every thrust. “Make me cum daddy!” you shouted to him as he paced up his moving, in and out of you, making you moan in pleasure like you never did before. You felt waves of pleasure hitting you, as your body shook from head to toes, making you moan louder and louder. He looked at you satisfied of his work: “God baby…you’re really enjoying my cock inside of you...keep moaning for daddy, let me feel how much you’re in pleasure!”

“Daddy I’m…I’m cumin’…don’t stop…”

“I won’t…let me feel you around my cock baby!”. Those words gave you the last urge to release all your feelings and your pressure on him. You arched your back letting out a loud scream as you cum for the first time in your life. You felt your walls trembling and squeezing around his cock. “Oh..God!”

“Atta girl…that’s what daddy wanted from ya! Ya came so well, squeezing my cock like a lil’ slut! And now…it’s daddy’s turn!” His thrusts became faster as he cums inside of you. “Holy shit! Yesss!” He grunted loudly, holding himself deep inside of you as he released his hot sticky cum inside your womb. “Goddd!” he collapsed on your shoulder, panting heavily, trying to breath. Then he pulled out slowly, leaving you empty and exhausted. Some of your combined juices dropped out of your pussy as he lay next to you kissing you lovingly. “Thank ya for being mine tonight! I want to know if you’re serious about being mine forever, even if we go through hard times like any other couple does. I need to know that you’re willing to stick by me, no matter what, even if things get really hard…I need to hear ya say it!”

“I promise!”

#elvis presley #elvis the king #elvis history #elvis fans #elvis smut #70s elvis #elvis imagine #50s elvis #60s elvis #this man will be the death of me #elvis fanfiction #elvis fanfic #elvis presley x reader #big daddy elvis #elvis x reader #elvis comeback

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alreadyjackbestfriend · 1 year

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Can you write something about Jack having severe writers block, and the reader does something nice to get his mind off of it?

writer´s block

A/N: heeyy, thank you for your request <3 sorry for taking so long, hope you like it!

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Jack has been trying, really trying to write past the three verses he's accomplished in the last few days, none of them bearing any relation to the other.

He had put out his latest album a few months ago, and now found himself on a tour break, so there was really no rush, but he had never gone so long without writing something, the last time he had been able to finish something worthy of a song was 2 months ago... exactly the last night that he saw you.

As he ran his hands over his face in an attempt to clear his clouded mind, his cell phone vibrated on the desk. Jack looked at the screen, his heart skipped a beat as a smile appeared on his face, his cheeks filled with tender warmth, all of that just by reading your name.

“hi, gorgeous” he said immediately after accepting the call.

“hey, Jack” your sweet voice made him smile even more if that was possible, even causing his cheeks to hurt a little.

“to what do I owe the pleasure of you calling me?”

you and jack were almost new to each other, only a couple of months of knowing each other; long talks, a lot of flirting and a couple of kisses, but nothing official. but he was so drawn to you, you could put a smile on his face just by reading your name, you could make his heart race just by hearing your voice.

“a little birdie told me that you’ve been really stressed”

he chuckled, though it seemed more like a sigh. just a few days ago the new year had started and the whole team had at least a few weeks of vacation, so the only one who knew about his condition was urban, who was the only one who had seen him in the last few days locked in his home studio.

“that little birdie is gonna get his ass kicked”

He heard you gasp, “why?! he just wanted to help, and so do I”

“oh, so it’s a “he””

“fuck you jack, you know it was urban”

He laughed out loud, throwing his head back. he probably hadn't laughed since New Year's Eve. he couldn't see you, but you smiled hugely, you knew what you said wasn't that funny, so his laugh meant only one thing: he really liked you.

“so, do you have an hour for me?” you asked, and he raised a brow.

“mmm let me see…” he teased, and he heard you sigh, making him laugh again, “you know I always have time for you”

"That's great, because otherwise I would have to go back home, and it would be very disappointing" you said, behind him. Jack turned around in surprise, and saw you smile with the phone still attached to your ear, but you quickly put it down and ended the call.

"how...?" he asked, surprised.

"The little birdie…" you replied, feeling brave enough to sit on his lap, and he rolled his eyes with a smile on his face.

"mmm, now that I think about it, I guess I won't kick the birdie's ass anymore"

you laughed out loud, while he admired you. once you stopped laughing, you looked back at him, your faces extremely close. he put his hand on your chin, and with a short movement he brought your lips together. You heard a contented sound escape his throat and you smiled in the middle of the kiss, but you stopped having control of the situation once Jack put his hand on your thigh, making you sigh, you could feel the warmth of his skin even through your clothes.

"You're amazing", he said, making you smile again, "I can already feel the verses floating in my mind"

you giggled at his words, "I'm very flattered, but my main mission was to be able to distract you a bit"

"Oh, you are," Jack replied, trying to kiss you again, but you pulled away, causing his lips to pout and his eyebrows to draw together in disappointment.

"I have something for you" you said, giving him a little peck and taking his hand, both of you went up to the first floor, since the home studio was in the basement, and you led Jack towards the living room

Urban had let you in, and left right after, leaving the place at your disposal. It didn't take long, since a large part of everything you’ll need you had prepared at home. Urban had left the light dim, just as you asked, you just had to put a couple of candles in some places, and then put a tablecloth above the carpet, next to the basket, and then you emptied it, filling the tablecloth with snacks, and a bottle of a fruit liqueur.

It was an indoor picnic, obviously it would have been better to do it in the backyard, but it was impossible, unless the goal was to freeze to death, so you improvised something similar. In addition to the candles, Jack had a fireplace, which was perfect for the occasion.

You knew that it was a much more romantic setting than what you and Jack had shared before, which were usually conversations and kisses in hidden places at some parties, so you were nervous, but you hoped that Jack would take it well.

You watched him carefully while he looked at what you had prepared for him, and after a few seconds that felt like hours, he got you close to him, giving you a tender kiss.

"I love it, thank you"

you sighed with relief, giving him a smile.

"Why the sigh?" he asked curiously, sitting on the tablecloth, copying your movements. you thought for a moment about what to say.

"I was nervous" you decided to admit.

"why?" he replied, truly confused.

"I didn't know if..." you cleared your throat, "maybe this was too much? I know we're not a couple and..." in the middle of your chatter, you saw him smile, "what?"

"nothing" he said, still smiling.

"jack" you said, looking at him seriously.

"I was just thinking how cute you are" he said, and you blushed, making him smile even more, "this is perfect, y/n, you didn't have to be nervous"

"I'm glad you liked it" you said sincerely.

Jack didn't say anything else, he just approached your lips again, and what started as a tender kiss escalated quickly, leaving you lying on the ground, with Jack on top of you. between the heat of the fireplace and jack's body, you began to feel that the heat consumed you.

"jack, we haven't even touched the food" you said, between kisses

"I'm not hungry"

"And I only asked for an hour of your time," you said, raising an eyebrow. he stopped kissing you and looked at you smirking.

"Let's make it five" he replied, kissing you again.

"Jack!" you said, between his lips and your laughter.

"I'm going to write a lot of songs after this anyway"

#jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow fic #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow imagines #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow one shot #jack harlow fluff

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parkerslatte · 1 year

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Songbird || SIX

Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2.8k

Part Summary: Billy comes back from rehab and Y/N and Eddie end up lonely at a party.

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TRACK SIX;

SLEEPING WITH A FRIEND

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Y/N L/N: When Billy went to rehab and the tour was cancelled, everyone else came home. And tensions were high.

EDDIE ROUNDTREE: Y/N still wasn’t speaking to me, she wasn’t really speaking to anyone.

Y/N L/N: Around the time they came back, I was constantly at meetings with Teddy, I barely saw them in the first couple weeks.

…

“Was that one good?” Y/N asked.

Teddy chuckled, “The one before was perfect.”

Y/N smiled, “I just want it to be perfect.”

“And it already is,” Teddy says, “Want to have a listen?”

Y/N sat next to Teddy as she listened to her song back. Everything felt so surreal to her, she felt like she would wake up at any second and she had imagined all of it.

“It sounds great!” Y/N says, excitement coursing through her veins.

Teddy smiled at the girl’s excitement, knowing how much this meant to her.

“If everything goes well, you might be hearing it on the radio soon.” Teddy commented.

“Shut up!” Y/N says.

“No, I’m serious.” Teddy says.

…

TEDDY PRICE (1982, Merv Griffin Show): I’d never produced anyone like Y/N. She was always so easy going and easy to work with, she knew what she wanted and we worked with that. Her music had a unique sound, whenever a Y/N L/N song comes on the radio, you know it’s a Y/N L/N song.

…

As Y/N got home she was elated and nothing could put a damper on her mood. As soon as she stepped into the kitchen everyone could tell that Y/N had had a good day.

“How did the recording with Teddy go?” Graham asked.

“Fucking amazing!” Y/N exclaimed.

Soon enough, everyone went off to do their own thing but Karen approached Y/N wth a bottle of wine in her hand.

“We need to celebrate and catch up.” Karen says.

Y/N grinned

***

“I don’t know how I lived without you on tour,” Karen says, “I needed a break from the boys.”

Y/N laughed, taking a swig of the wine, “I don’t know how you did it either.”

“How’s Camila been?” Karen asked suddenly.

Y/N sighed, “She’s been okay, I know that everything has affected her but she’s not letting it show, all her focus has been on Julia.”

“She’s the sweetest kid I’ve ever seen.” Karen says.

“I know!” Y/N says, “When I have kids eventually, I definitely want a kid as cute as Julia or I don’t want a kid at all.”

Karen laughed, “Kids aren’t on by bucket list but I get what you mean.”

Music played softly throughout Y/N and Karen’s bedroom as they fell into silence, the bottle of wine being passed between the two. Ever since Camila gave birth to Julia, her focus had shifted to her daughter causing her to spend less time with Y/N. Of course Y/N still hung around with Camila and Julia, in fact Y/N could barely stay away. However, right now, Y/N was glad to spend some time with Karen.

The only issue was the days she would spend all day in the studio and come home late and Camila and Julia were asleep or when Y/N wasn’t doing anything, Camila was busy taking care of Julia. The two hadn’t had a chance to sit down and relax and talk about whatever like they used to.

As Karen took another sip of the wine, Eddie appeared in the doorway. Neither Y/N nor Karen noticed him at first as the two continued to laugh about something Karen had said.

“Y/N, can we talk?” Eddie asked, standing in the doorway.

Y/N sat up from her position and stared directly at Eddie, her smile faltering. Karen looked between the two of them and excused herself, not wanting to be caught in the tension, taking the wine with her.

Y/N sighed, “Eddie, there’s nothing to talk about.”

“Yes there is,” Eddie says, stepping into the room and closing the door, “You’ve been avoiding me for weeks.”

“I have not, I’ve been at work, recording.” Y/N says.

“And the days you aren’t? You spend most of your time with Camila and Julia or with Warren, Karen and Graham, you haven’t spoken to me since I got back.”

“Maybe I just don’t want to, has that crossed your mind?” Y/N questioned.

“Why?” Eddie asked, desperate for an answer.

“You know exactly why Eddie, I know that Camila has forgiven you and everyone else but I saw the way she was when we came back home, she was a mess Eddie,” Y/N says, “And the reason I am so angry with you specifically is because you lied to me when I asked if anything was going on outright and you love Camila and you still let her go through that pain. You don’t even like Billy! There was no reason for you to protect him.”

Eddie remained silent, he didn’t say anything.

“If you don’t have anything else to say Eddie, then please leave.” Y/N says.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Eddie apologises, stepping over to her and sitting down next to her, “I really am, I fucked up and I know I did. I should have told you, I should have told Camila and I regret not doing that.” Eddie paused, “To be honest I just miss talking to you, I miss listening to your songs and stupid lyrics when you can’t figure out the next line. I miss you Y/N and I want us to be okay again.”

Y/N turned to look at Eddie, she missed him as well but the anger she had was a stronger emotion.

“Please,” Eddie pleaded, looking deep into Y/N’s eyes, “I can’t stand it that you’re not talking to me.”

Y/N’s eyes softened, she had never seen Eddie look so desperate, “I will forgive you on one condition, never lie to me again.”

“I won’t, I promise you that.” Eddie says, quickly.

There was a moment of silence before Y/N gave Eddie a small smile, “I forgive you, but you better hold up your side of the promise Roundtree.”

All Eddie did in response was pull Y/N forward and wrapped his arms around her, both of them falling back onto the bed, a comfortable silence between them.

***

A few weeks later, Billy was set to return home and Y/N didn’t know how to feel about it, all she knew was that she needed to remain civil. As Y/N sat at the kitchen table, a book open in front of her while she ate her breakfast in a peaceful silence.

Footsteps echoed on the wooden floor, interrupting Y/N from her book. Looking up she made eye contact with Billy. She didn’t smile.

“Y/N,” Billy says in a greeting, “How are you?”

“I’m good.” Y/N answered, closing her book.

“Congratulations on the recording by the way,” Billy says, avoiding eye contact, “Graham told me about it

“Thank you.” Y/N says.

Billy gave Y/N a tight lipped smile before walking away, leaving her on her own once again.

…

EDDIE ROUNDTREE: The label dropped up a week after the tour was cancelled.

WARREN ROJAS: They made us pay back our advance and everything.

GRAHAM DUNNE: I kept us practising as much as I could and got a job at a bodyshop.

WARREN ROJAS: Yeah, I was working down at Malibu Harbor cleaning boats, which I loved, and, uh, and doing a lot of mushrooms, which I also loved,

EDDIE ROUNDTREE: Basically we were back where we started, worse even.

INTERVIEWER: Are you still upset about it?

EDDIE ROUNDTREE: Me? Nah. I mean holding onto that shit will be the death of you. But he really fucked us over.

Y/N L/N: With everyone out of the house working, I had a lot more space and time to work on my own music. The living room was empty almost all the time so I designated that room my writing room. [laughs] I’m not sure everyone appreciated all the balls of paper thrown everywhere though.

…

“Who the fuck do you think you are man?” Eddie spat.

Y/N rubbed her brow, looking around the group. Billy standing up in front of the band saying that he was done, Eddie was pissed off, meanwhile Karen, Graham and Warren all tried to diffuse the situation. Y/N watched from the sidelines, not wanting to be involved but somehow the argument started while she was in the middle of writing.

“Look, everybody just calm down, okay?” Graham says.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, I can’t be the only one who’s pissed here.” Eddie says.

“I don’t know what else you want me to say, you guys don’t even need me. You have the songs, you got the fan base. I mean, I’m sure if you just-”

“Billy!” Eddie shouted, “If you’re going, go.”

Billy paused for a moment before nodding and walking out of the room, leaving everyone in silence.

“So now what do we do?” Warren asked.

…

KAREN SIRKO: I mean bands fall apart, that’s rock’n’roll. I just…thought this one was different.

…

Everyone dispersed one by one, leaving just Y/N and Eddie in the room.

“Hey,” Y/N says, catching the attention of Eddie, “Everything will work out.”

Eddie looked at Y/N and the look on her face made him believe it.

***

Sighing, Y/N dropped down in a seat next to Warren, immediately ordering another drink.

“Back so soon?” Warren questioned.

“He was so unbelievably sexist it should have been a joke,” Y/N says, taking a large swig of her drink, “First he wouldn’t stop talking about himself leaving me standing there with a fake smile plastered across my face, then when I finally managed to talk about myself and what I do he stated that women are not cut out to be in the music industry and that I should just become a housewife. Fucking dickhead,” Finishing off her drink and immediately ordering another Y/N sighed, “Where are all the good men around here?

“You’re sitting next to one.” Warren says, leaning closer to Y/N.

Y/N chuckled, placing a kiss on his cheek, “Sorry, Warren but the answer is still no.”

“Ah, worth a shot.” Warren says, leaning back in his seat.

“What about him over there?” Warren questioned.

Y/N followed his gaze, “Nah, you can just tell that he’s boring, I mean he’s standing there like he doesn’t know what he’s doing. He looks like my old math teacher.”

“You are picky,” Warren joked, “Remember if you just wanna get laid, I’m right here.”

“Keep dreaming,” Y/N says, her eyes scanning over the crowd once again, “He looks nice.”

Warren followed her gaze, “Him? Really? I thought you had standards.”

Y/N scoffed, “I do have standards and he’s quite attractive.

Y/N and Warren continued to watch the man from afar. Just as Y/N stood to go and talk to him his hand raised to his nose as he began to pick it.

“Maybe not,” Y/N says, sitting back down, “Why are men so gross?”

Looking around once more Warren scanned over the crowd, “By the pool? The guy and the girl.”

“They both look too into each other to give me the time of day.” Y/N says.

Taking another sip from her drink, Y/N noticed a girl standing not too far away, eyes set on Warren. Once she notices that Y/N had seen her, she averted her gaze.

“There’s a girl staring at you,” Y/N says.

“Where?” Warren asked, looking around.

Y/N hit his arm, “Don’t make it too obvious.”

“Okay, but where?” Warren questioned.

“Turn around and you can’t miss her, she’s making serious heart eyes at you.” Y/N remarked.

“Wish me luck.” Warren says, standing to his feet.

“You’re the one who doesn’t need luck in this situation.” Y/N says.

Warren blew her a kiss before walking over to the girl. The girl made eye contact with Y/N for a brief moment and Y/N sent the girl a wink before turning away.

Y/N sat alone at the bar from across the room she could see Karen and Graham talking, Graham with a lovestruck expression on his face, causing Y/N to chuckle to herself. She could see Eddie standing not too far away with a girl.

As Y/N looked at Eddie, he looked up making eye contact with her, he sent her a smile, completely ignoring what the girl was saying to him. This caused the girl to scoff and turn around to look at what had caught Eddie’s attention. Once the girl noticed Y/N she scoffed before walking away from Eddie.

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh when she walked away, mainly because of the confused expression on his face as he walked up to Y/N.

“You might want to go after her,” Y/N commented, “Some girls don’t like it when you smile at other girls from across the room.”

“It’s fine, it wasn’t going anywhere anyways.” Eddie says, sitting next to Y/N.

“That makes two of us.” Y/N says, “Every guy I’ve spoken to has been sexist, completely self obsessed or just a dickhead. I’m only looking for sex but I want to at least have some pleasure and none of the guys here are willing to give it.”

“You’ll find someone.” Eddie says.

“You want a drink?”

Many drinks later Y/N and Eddie sat together in a more concealed area of the party, both quite drunk. Eddie’s arm was wrapped around Y/N’s waist as he held her against him.

“You’ll hear my voice on the radio soon.” Y/N says, her head resting on Eddie’s chest.

“I better,” Eddie says, “I want to hear your voice everywhere I go.”

“Won’t you find that annoying?” Y/N questioned, “I get tired of hearing my own voice sometimes.”

“I could never get tired of your voice, it’s just so…nice,” Eddie says, “I bet your ex-boyfriend was a lucky person.”

Y/N snorted, “Ex-boyfriend? Never had one.”

“You’ve never been in a relationship?” Eddie questioned, his words slurred.

“No,” Y/N laughed, “No man is worth my time in a relationship, all they care about is themselves. Besides, no man has ever wanted to be in a relationship with me.”

“I find it hard to believe that no one has ever wanted to be in a relationship with you.” Eddie says, having a sip of his drink.

“Why?” Y/N asked, looking up at Eddie.

“Because you're beautiful, who wouldn’t want to be with you?” Eddie says, brushing a strand of hair out Y/N’s face.

Y/N smiled lazily, “Beautiful is a strong word.”

“No, I mean it.” Eddie says, his hand resting on her jaw.

“Well you’re not too bad yourself Eddie.” Y/N mumbled.

Eddie’s hand continued to caress Y/N’s face as he slowly inched his face closer to hers, his breath fanning her face. Y/N gripped onto the front of Eddie’s shirt, her eyes falling to his lips, Eddie watched her movements closely. Pulling him closer by his shirt, Y/N captured Eddie’s lips with her own, acting on an impulse.

The grip Eddie had on Y/N’s waist tightened as he pulled her body to his. His other hand tangled in her hair. Y/N’s body was on fire, she couldn’t tell if it was because of the kiss or the alcohol in her system.

Pulling away, Y/N mumbled something to Eddie, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“I know.” Eddie says breathlessly.

Y/N pulled Eddie back to her, kissing him passionately. Throwing her leg over his lap, she straddled him, while wrapping her arms around his neck. Eddie gripped her hips tightly, as Y/N began to move her hips on top of him. Everything in Y/N’s brain was telling her to stop but her body was doing the complete opposite. She was desperate.

Their kiss was hungry and desperate, they kissed like the other would disappear at any second. Slowly, Eddie’s hand’s roamed under Y/N’s shirt, touching her bare skin. The touch set her skin on fire, goosebumps formed in his touch’s wake. Y/N’s fingers tangled in his hair, messing it up.

“We really shouldn’t be doing this.” Eddie mumbled against her lips.

“I know.”

Y/N moved her hips once again, causing Eddie to let out a quiet moan. Y/N smirked against his lips.

“Let’s find a room.”

…

Y/N L/N: [smiles]

EDDIE ROUNDTREE: [smiles]

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#eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie loving x reader #eddie loving #daisy jones and the six x reader #daisy jones and the six #josh whitehouse

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