besides tyler

  • me on 1x06: jeff atkins is probably the most kind hearted person on this show
  • me on 1x11: jeff atkins is probably the most kind hearted person on this show and he's gone and took my heart with him
Dance With Me - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 2722

Warnings: Pure Filth, NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Orgasm Denial, More Filth

Notes: #SorryNotSorry

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montgomery de la cruz: not because he’s my brother

Pairing: Montgomery De La Cruz x Reader | Tyler Down x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 238

Gif: @sanestilinski

A/N: It popped into my head and I thought it was interesting to think about.


You were captain of the cheer leading team and your baby brother, Tyler was the school photographer. You both never really interacted at school, seeing as you never had a reason to, but you got along just fine.

You knew Tyler was bullied for his craft and tried to stop anyone who threatened him. It was usually since brainless jock who didn’t realize your relation to the photographer.

You saw Tyler walking in the hall when Monty shoved him over, causing your brother to trip onto his $1400 camera.

“What the fuck, Monty?” You groaned from down the hall. You jogged over to Tyler, kneeling beside him as he picked up the pieces of his broken camera.

“Let the creep clean it up, babe, ” Monty tapped your shoulder.

“Thanks, Y/N,” Tyler stuttered.

Monty kicked Tyler to his back; forcefully, but not hard. “No. You leave her alone, freak.”

You stood up, holding some of the pieces. “I’m going to help him, not because he’s my brother, but because I’m a good person, you asshole.”

Monty’s whole demeanor shifted when you announced your relation to the kneeled boy.

“He’s your brother? I didn’t know.” He was completely astonished. How could the coolest girl in school be even breathing the same oxygen and the pathetic school perv?

“Would it have mattered, anyways?” You asked Monty. You shoved the parted lens and plastic against his chest. “You owe him $1400.”

blue monday

Title: Blue Monday
Pairing: Josh Dun/Reader
Rating: Very Mature
Warnings: Dirty talk, spanking, choking, super kinky raunchy jealous Josh. There’s blindfolding, toys, handcuffs, aaaand name calling, because I don’t know how to be normal.
A/N: SURPRISE. I’m so terribly sorry I haven’t written any Josh stuff in a while, I’ve been working like a dog to get this one finished. Like I said, it’s pretty kinky and fun, so I really hope you guys like it. Also, blue haired Josh is tops, so that’s what I was imagining the whole time. Thanks to @bringbacktomdelonge​ for helping me stay focused.

Originally posted by dipperhamada

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When in Rome (Ethan x FemReader) part one?

Originally posted by crankgooseplays

(( gif not mine - love ))

(A/n): SHOT THROUGH THE HEART

AND YOU’RE TOO LATE

Request:  hi!! I wanted to request something because you’re a REALLY good writer. What I was wondering if you could write an Ethan x fem!Reader where Reader was supposed to go on vacation with the fam but they had exams to finish so their parents decided to just fly out and then fly Reader out once exams were done but the parents misclicked or something and booked a flight to LA and Reader can’t get a flight back until the month is over and Ethan hears them on the phone like “what do you MEAN I’m not suppose to be in LA, that’s what the plane ticket said!” Followed by something liked “yOU MISCLICKED? IM STUCK IN A DIFFERENT COUNTRY FOR A MONTH W/ NOTHING BUT A CHARGER AND FIVE CENTS” and Ethan(maybe the whole team too) overhears and they’re like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ lets be nice and then something starts to ;) happen between Ethan and Reader. I’m SO sorry if it’s too specific, change it to how you think will work for you!

Warnings: lmao angry bean reader

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Dragging along the airport was almost a relief. (Y/n) wasn’t one that was afraid of flights, not at all. She actually quite enjoyed them. But, this flight in particular seemed so shitty, that even she despised it.

Children screeching, people snoring.

Lucky it was illegal, because (Y/n) would have locked several children in with the cargo.

Having forgotten her headphones meant that she was able to listen to her luggage wheels charm the airports heavy air. It was late- or early. Three in the morning early, yet the girl was energized. Ready.

Queer, though, how this airport did run her memory.

Just before they had left, her parents took time to explain what the airport layout looked like and what exit her cab would be at.

Where (Y/n) was at now, looked nothing like what was described to her.

She kept walking, tossing out her phone and trying the home button a couple times.

“Dead…” the girl uttered.

(Y/n) rolled (e/c) eyes, and directed her path instead through groups of sleepy people to a public pay phone.

Standing up her bag, (Y/n) released the handle and grabbed the phone. She offered it several coins, dialed a number and waited.

Peering around, she viewed many different people. Quite lively, she thought, for three in the morning. Decent amount of folk were walking about the airport; grabbing luggage, casing through arrival gates.

“Hello?”

The phone finally picked up.

“Mom?”

“Oh hey, hon. Did you just land?”

“Yeah…”

(Y/n)’s words were almost drawn out and suspicious. She continued to look about as she spoke.

“You’re in L.A, right?”

“Yeah.” she repeated.

“Well, we’re in, uh, London.”

For a couple of moments, the girl stared off at a far wall. Then she said:

“I’m not in London, mom; I’m in L.A.” (Y/n)’s statement was weary “That is where we are vacationing, right? Los Angeles?”

“Ah, no. We found out just before you had landed that you’re dad misclicked on the booking website… but your phone was dead, so I didn’t have anyway of telling you…”

“He.. misclicked…” (Y/n) said slowly.

“Well yeah.”

“Mom-”

Quickly, the heat rose to (Y/n)’s head. She did not, by any means, want to be told at three in the morning that she was in an entirely different country than planned.

Alright, this night got even worse.

“MOm, you mean I’m in bloody L.A for no reason?”

Her mom coughed awkwardly on the line “It gets better-”

“Oh, joy.”

“See, we won’t be able to get you out here until that bonus check comes in at the end of the month.”

“You mean I’m here for a fucking month?”

“Well dear, he misclicked the loca–”

“WHAT dO YOU MEAN HE MISCLICKED? YOU left mE IN AMERICa WITH NOTHING bUT A CHARgER AND A COUPLE BUcKS!”

The confrontation went on. (Y/n)’s voice kept wavering volume, and she became blind to those around her. Eventually, a small pool of people gather around her, listening idly.

Among those several, stood out a group of four. A tall brunette, a shorter looking brunette, a slim boy with blue hair, and a nice looking girl with yellow hair.

“Mom, you do realise I have no where to fucking go right? I’m not supposed to be in L.A…”

(Y/n)’s words became all but futile when her mom eventually hurried herself off the line, and hung up.

“Guys, she’s stuck here…” mumbled the short brunette, turning to look at the taller man.

“Mark, don’t even–”

“We could house her for like, a couple weeks, and then see if we can maybe fix her problem?” the blue boy then pushed.

The tall male sighed heavily, dropping his head so his eyes could pierce the tiled floor.

“Well,” he inquired.

“I really don’t care. I’m jet lagged to shit, we just got back from PAX, I’m still in the generous mood; just get her and let’s go.”

Mark began to smile gaily, spinning back around to see (Y/n) place down the phone and sigh irritably. The rest of the grouped travelers began to taper off.

“Here, uh, Mark and Ethan will, uh, stay here? And Tyler and I will go get, a cab…” said the yellow haired girl, facing the tall male for confirmation. He nodded to her, and they directed themselves on their way.

“Fucking, fuck, fuck sake…” (Y/n) breathed, coursing a hand through her hair before turning right. There, she ran into Mark.

“Oh, sorry!” said Mark, looking almost frantic.

“No, no I’m sorry. Wasn’t paying attention.” the girl said quickly, stepping aside to walk away from him.

“Wait-!” called the youtuber.

(Y/n) didn’t want to have to deal with this, no, not at all. She turned back around, and taped on her best grin.

“I just overheard what you were saying…” Mark begun to explain. (Y/n)’s facial expression took on a look of exasperated shock “and you know, I came to offer a place to stay? Not just alone with me-! With myself, Ethan, Tyler, Kathryn, and Amy. My house mates, kinda…”

She didn’t say anything. Peering down, she looked at the plane ticket she held within her hand. L.A, huh?

“I mean…” then (Y/n) began to mumble “I don’t want to impose…”

“Not at all!” Ethan smiled when he appeared at Mark’s side “We’re offering.”

(Y/n) charmed them with a thankful look. Ethan was able to see her face fully now. He was roped in by her eyes, and couldn’t seem to bring himself to a focus.

“Alright, well…” the girl sighed and gave the two boys a real smile “I have nothing much to lose.”

Mark beamed back to her, gesturing for her to follow them. He led the way, allowing Ethan and (Y/n) to talk behind him.

“My name is Ethan.” he said cheerfully, looking down as they walked. The girl beside him smiled a thoughtful grin at Mark’s back.

“I thought as much. I’m (Y/n).”

The male took a moment to hear she had said before he replied with a heart in his mouth.

“You know who I am?”

“No.” replied (Y/n) “You just don’t look like much of a Kathryn.”

“Oh, right…”

The girl chuckled at his reaction, glancing at him curiously as the three of them walked. He seemed very genuine for someone she had just met. Offering her a house and kindness at three in the morning might not have been an easy feat for everyone. Ethan surely peaked (Y/n)’s interest; just a certain charm about him.

“Soo, airport girl, what’s up?” Mark asked, grinning back at her over his shoulder.

“Well, my parents and I were supposed to be going on a holiday in London. But I had to stay back for school stuff, so they flew me out later in the week.” the (size) girl began to explain, cutting through her words once with a resentful exhale “Turns out they suck at computers and clicked ‘L.A’ instead of ‘London’ for my flight location…”

“Yikes-” said Mark, sparing her a thoughtful glance. She gave him back an apologetic smile.

The group turned up at a far exit, where outside the door waited a cab containing Tyler and Amy.

Mark kindly swooped in beside (Y/n) and stole her luggage, hiding it away in the trunk for her. She thanked him.

“Alright, she can either sit beside Mark or Ethan.” offered Tyler. The mentioned brunette hoped in the very back beside Tyler and one empty seat. In front of him sat Amy, Ethan and the other empty seat.

(Y/n)’s answer came quickly, and kindly; very sure.

“I’ll sit next to Ethan.”

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(A/n): Hi yeah this is pretty shit so I’m going to make a part two for it

don’t worry, I’ll make it better

Tyler Seguin

Inspired by Tyler’s insta story yesterday, I got a request of “I need a tyler seguin imagine based on his insta story where he’s inured and its super cute and maybe he tries to have sex and his injury gets in the way pls and thx i love you”

Originally posted by brosillustrated

Warning: Explicit content and swearing

Word Count 2780

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“Come love me!”               

  I glance up from my book, shielding my eyes from the bright sun and spy Tyler sprawled out in the grass with Marshall and Cash.  Both dogs are heavily interested in their own toys and pay their dad no attention whatsoever.

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Never Have I Ever...

Dylan O’Brien smut

warnings:  nsfw !!, oral (female recieving), squirting, slight pain inflicted

request:  dylan o brien where they’re best friends and somehow the reader tells him about how she’s never ever had an orgasm, followed by MANY orgasms bc dylan’s gotta help his friend out

Just like ever other Saturday night, you and Dylan held this small get-together that comprises quarter of the cast of Teen Wolf including Tyler P, Holland, and Shelley. Although you were not relatively part of the crew, being Dylan’s roommate made you part of the family. They have known you for a year which was as long as you were being Dylan’s roommate, but it was enough for them to acknowledge your character.

As everyone downed alcohols of their choice, Dylan was nowhere to be found. You figured he was either in his room longing for solitary or he was outdoors smoking; nevertheless, you wanted to find him sooner than join Tyler quaff cans of beer in the living room.

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You Love Him More - Tyler Seguin

Requested: No

Word Count: 1559

Warnings: Slight smut

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You hated to admit it but there was one thing in the word that you loved more than anything. And that was the chocolate colored lab that was laying right beside you.

Technically, Marshall wasn’t yours but he still brought you a comfort on lonely days when Tyler was gone. Like now, he was laying on the left side of the bed while you were on the right so you could smell your boyfriend’s scent that he left along with his pillow.

This time it wasn’t supposed to be long, only a week so he left some things that he normally would bring on the road. In fact, Tyler’s supposed to be home today, so Marshall and you decided to just chill on the blue bed that you and Ty shared.

As you continued to think about the hockey player, your right hand ran through the labs fur and you couldn’t help but kiss his precious forehead. This made the doggy open his eyes and he barking showing his excitement before attacking you with kisses. “Marsh-” you giggled pushing him a little to slide up so you could sit against the headboard. With the dog sitting on your legs, you cupped his squishy face in your hands. “You’re such a good boy. Yes, you are.” Marshall barked while his tail was swinging side to side.

“Sometimes, I think you love him more.” The familiar voice made the lab jump off you to run towards the bedroom door where his daddy was standing. He was wearing a black athlete shirt with green shorts. “Hey, bud.” Tyler dropped his duffle bag to crouch down, letting the doggy lick his face. “Did you keep mama safe while I was gone?” Marshall barked in response. “Good boy.” You just watched the two with a smile on your face and waited patiently for your turn.

Once Ty looked your way his smiled matched yours before walking over to you. His hands moved to your hips before pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Well, Marshall, doesn’t leave me for weeks to months a time.” He let out an aired laugh before saying.

“I missed you.”

You smiled. “I missed you, too.” Your hands when to the back of his neck to bring his lips down to yours.

Tyler moaned in response before pushing you down on the soft bed. As his hands went inside your shirt the both of you heard whining. “Marshall, go away.” The hockey player mumbled against your lips before slightly pushing the chocolate lab away with his leg.

Once the both of you didn’t hear the whining anymore, the kissed got more heated. You wrapped your legs around his waist to pulled him closer to add pressure were you needed him the most.

You’re hands played with the hem of his shirt, notifying your boyfriend that you wanted it off. Luckily, Tyler noticed this so he pulled away to take it off. You couldn’t help but stare at his nicely shaped chest down to his abs, plus that delicious v-line that made your mouth. However, what really drove you crazy would definitely have to be his tattooed covered biceps.

You finally looked away from his arms to look at his bearded face and that’s when you noticed the his signature smirk. “Like what you see?”

You didn’t say anything but sat up a little to remove your, well, his shirt revealing your lavender laced bra. “Like what you see?” A smirk was placed on your lips as his dropped into a snare.

Tyler pushed you back onto the bed then grind his hips onto yours making your mouth open to let out a mouthy groan. “That’s for mocking me, baby.” His lips moved to neck surely leaving a hickey then he moved back to your lips.

Suddenly, the bed dipped right beside the two of you and a wet feeling (other then in your underwear) appeared from your face to Tyler’s. The two of you pulled apart to see Marshall wagging his tail happily. “Aw, baby boy were you jealous?” The lab barked in response. You put a hand on your boyfriend’s shoulder to push him away.

"What?” The hockey player was so confused when you moved from under him to play with his dog. “But I thought we were-”

"Ty,” you turned to him. “Marshall just wants some attention.”

A pout covered your boyfriend’s face. “But I do, too.” You moved over to your side of the bed and patted to the spot beside you. Tyler quickly moved over to you and pressed a kiss to your lips. But Marshall started barking making you two pull away. You laughed while your hockey player groaned. “He’s such a clock block.”

"Oh, be quiet.” You said pushing him slightly making Ty laugh.

"No, seriously.” He commented while grabbing your hand. “Before we started dating, you know when I was a total douche.” You gave him a look. “Okay, more than I am now. I used to bring girls home and Marshall would bark at them like crazy. It scared them so bad that they would leave me all high and dry. If you know what I mean.”

You squinted your eyes. “Oh, I know what you mean.” You crossed your arms over your chest.

"Oh, come on babe. You know how I was before I met you.” Tyler wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you onto his lap so you would straddle him.

"I know,” a sigh escaped your month as you began to play with his hair. “But it doesn’t him I want to be reminded about it.”

"M'sorry.” He mumbled before pecking your lips. Marshall didn’t like the attention off him so he moved over to his father and started to lick his face.

"It’s funny.” You giggled while petting the sweet boy. “Because we wouldn’t have met, if Marsh didn’t tackle me in that park.”

"Yeah.” You boyfriend smiled. “I guess, at that time he had better taste than me.”

A huge smile covered your face. “Guess so.” You kissed the lab’s forehead then Tyler’s lips. “You know,” you started. “Maybe he’s just lonely.” The both of you watched as the dog moved to the end of the bed to lay down in his original spot.

"Yeah.” You turned back to your man and noticed the gears in his head moving.

"Hey.” You called out getting his attention. “You can still feel me up if you’ll like.”

You watched as a big smile covered his face. “Have I ever told you how much I love you.”

You smirked a little. “Maybe a little.”

"Well, I love you.” Tyler kissed your cheek.

"Love you, too my little douche.”

_x_

The next morning Tyler left you a note saying he’ll be home by noon, he had something to do with practice so you started to cook some fried pork chops with string beans and mashed potatoes. Yes, that may seem like a lot for lunch but Tyler is always very hungry after practice.

Anyway, Marshall was standing at your feet ready for anything you accidentally drop. As you stirred the mashed potatoes a text appeared on your phone.

Ty🖤: come outside

You squinted your eyes before rolling them. You turned off the stove then walked out the kitchen. “Come, Marshall.” The lab followed after you as you made your way through the house to the front door. “Ty.” You called out while walking down the steps. Suddenly, a small black thing ran up to you, nearly causing you to fall. “Oh my goodness.” You squealed as you picked up the little black lab. “You’re the cutest.”

"So you like him? I think his name will be Midnight or Cash?”

"I love him.” You turned away from your boyfriend to carry to new pup into the house. “You hungry?” The puppy started to lick your face. “Yes, I’m sure you are.”

"Um, Y/n.” You paid Tyler no attention as you put the little thing on the floor near Marshall who was trying to figure the black lab out.

You went over to the pork chops and started to cut up some pieces. “Here you go my babies.” You gave them some to which they very much appreciated it.

"What about me?” You looked at the hockey player and smiled.

"Come over here, daddy.” You giggled at the new puppy who started to paw at Marshall.

Arms wrapped around your waist. “You know better then to call me that.” You picked up a piece of pork and turned around to put it in your boyfriend’s mouth.

"Later.” You kissed his check. “But now, you eat.” He smiled before the both of you watched as the dogs played together. “I like Cash. It sounds more human.” Tyler looked at you. “Since Marshall is a human name. It would be crazy to name him Midnight.”

He smiled before replying. “Cash it is then.” You hopped on the counter so Tyler could stand in between your legs.

"Oh, and once the babies go to sleep-” you slid a finger down his white shirt to stop at his belt buckle. “Mama and daddy are gonna have some grown-up time.”

A smirk appeared on his face. “I’ll like that.” Once his lips crashed onto yours, a pair of whines were heard. “Oh, come on!”

Originally posted by seabsieboys

Title: Family Pt. 2

Warnings: None

Author’s Note:  Had a few requests for a part 2 of the Seguin imagine. One of them had a super adorable suggestion, which led to this. I really like the arch of the story, so if anyone has ideas for a possible part 3, lemme know! :)

Word Count: 2,476

Other Parts: (Part One)


You had arrived at Tyler’s about thirty minutes ago; standing at his kitchen counter, you were putting bread into the toaster when Tyler snuck up behind you, encircling your waist in his strong arms. “Morning, baby.” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. “Did you go have a crazy night out after you left here last night?” he grinned into the crook of your neck.

“Yeah, Netflix and wine, I got totally crazy.” you smiled, turning in his arms to face him, lacing your arms around his neck.

“I don’t know how much longer I can be with someone who parties so hard.” he joked, pecking your lips. “I have to be responsible, for Charlie sake. You sound like a bad influence.”

“From what I’ve heard, you were pretty wild back in the day Seguin. You better leave me and my Netflix binging alone.”  you replied with a grin, Tyler’s chocolate eyes twinkling.

You both turned when you heard Charlie trudge into the kitchen, dragging his book bag behind him. He let go of the strap, crawling up into his chair at the breakfast table. Tyler pressed a kiss to your cheek before letting you go, heading to his bedroom to grab his bag.

“Mornin’.” Charlie mumbled, rubbing his eyes, his brown hair sticking up in all directions.

“Morning, Charlie.” you smiled, grabbing a slice of toast, setting it on a plate with some bacon. “Do you want an orange or a banana with your breakfast?” you asked, walking over to the table and setting the plate down in front of him.

“Orange.” he said with a yawn.

“Charlie.” Tyler corrected him as he walked back into the room, his bag slung over his shoulder.

“Please?” he added looking at you apologetically.

“Of course, bud.” you said, grabbing an orange off the counter to peel for him.

“I have practice this morning and a meeting with sponsors later this afternoon.” Tyler told you, as he slipped his shoes on. “I really appreciate you running him to and from school today. Love you.” he said, giving you a kiss goodbye.

“No problem.” you smiled. “Love you, too.”

He walked over to Charlie, running his hand over Charlie’s unruly hair, trying to tame it. “Bye little man. Be good for (Y/N). I love you.” Tyler told Charlie, bending down to give Charlie a kiss.

“Love you, daddy.”

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First kiss hc

But what if Ty and Eth’s first kiss was while Tyler was asleep? And Ethan went in to say goodnight but he’s been bottling up his feelings for a while, and Tyler looks so peaceful and beautiful and calm in the moonlight.

So instead, Ethan quietly climbs on to the edge of the bed and closes his eyes, pressing a kiss to the bridge of Ty’s nose. Ethan goes to pull away but then Tyler tilts his head up under Ethan’s and their lips meet?

And nobody says a word but Tyler grips Ethan’s hips and pulls him all the way onto the bed, still kissing him. Ethan is blushing but the room is too dark for either of them to see, so maybe Tyler is blushing too.

They eventually pull apart, and Ethan lies down beside Tyler on his back. They still don’t say anything. Tyler must’ve fallen asleep, because he’s as still as a corpse. Ethan slowly slides under the sheets, their bodies find each other despite the darkness, and then it’s silent again.

And they’re both asleep in each other’s arms.

Practice Makes Perfect - Kai Parker Smut

“I have a proposal.” I slammed my books down on the table, sliding into a chair in front of Kai. My knees touched his and I smiled, taking off my scarf and grabbing my bag to find my mirror and reapply my lipstick.


“What do you want now, Barbie™?” Kai sighed. He held his coffee cup in his hands, his hair messy, dark circles under his eyes. I loved it. He must’ve been up all night writing the essay he hadn’t finished.


“I was thinking that I could give you oral.” I said. Kai’s eyes widened and he almost spit out his coffee, coughing loudly and causing attention to turn to us. I sighed, rolling my eyes.


“Anyway, I owe you for saving my life and I need to know how to do it since I’m planning on giving Tyler a blow job tonight, which I can’t screw up. That would be embarrassing.” I said, taking out my study materials, twirling the gel pen in my hand.


Kai was shocked obviously, breathing in shakily. “And this is your way of paying me back?” he questioned. I swear, if he rejected me, I’d move to Sri Lanka and raise elephants.


“Before you say anything, I have a list of rules.” I gave him a piece of paper. “If you agree with the terms and conditions, come to my dorm in twenty minutes.” I said, grabbing my stuff, hurrying away.


I meandered the hallways and finally found my dorm, sinking on my bed, I sat up and contemplated going topless just in case Kai wasn’t already aroused at the thought of me sucking him off. I decided that it was inappropriate.


What kind of friend would he be if he rejected my offer? I’m great. I didn’t really talk to any other boys besides Kai, Tyler, and my therapist.


I’d just let him guide me, no exposed skin or anything, anyway. I didn’t want him using this against me someday, which was one of the rules.


Kai opened the door. “Please don’t make this awkward. Sit down.” I ordered him. He chewed on his lip as he sat beside me. “Okay, tell me if I do anything wrong.” I said.


“Sure.” He agreed cooly, taken aback as I kissed him, putting my hand on his thigh.


He brought his hand up to my neck and I grabbed it, pulling away for a second to say “don’t touch me.”


I unbuckled his belt, I finally pulled away from his pink mouth and got on my knees in between his legs. “Can I talk?” He swallowed.


“Not unless you’re telling me something crucial.” I said, helping him drag his pants to his ankles. I almost laughed out loud at his themed superman boxers.


I took his penis out of it’s constraints. “Oh god,” he breathed out as I wrapped my hand around him. “Can I touch you now?” He asked shakily.


“No.” I said softly, exploring my hands over his cock.


“But I - I can guide you.” He bit his lip. His chest was moving up and down slowly. “Fuck.” He groaned as I swiped my thumb over the head.


“Watch your language.” I said. He half opened his eyes, his hands clenched in my newly washed sheets. “Is now a good time for me to use my mouth?” I asked, fluttering my eyes up at him.


“Yes, please.” He nodded, watching my every move nervously.


“Okay, tell me if I do something wrong.” I said softly, leaning up over him. I rubbed my lips together, smoothing my lipstick out.

I finally wrapped my mouth over the tip of his dick and his hips jerked up involuntarily. “Kai!” I pulled away. He was panting.


“You’re taking too damn long!” He said, flustered. He frowned, his jaw all clenched up.


“Okay, can you be patient? It’s my first time and I can easily replace you.” I glared, proceeding with my actions. I stuck my tongue out as I slowly took him into my mouth, the foreign taste of his fluids on my tongue.


“God dammit - shit - fuck.” He groaned, holding his jazz hands in the air as I took him in as far as I could, stopping momentarily.


My eyes began to water as I swallowed, taking him in further until my eyes blurred. I stopped until my nose was touching him. He clenched his stomach and I reached up to pull his shirt up and watch his abs.


I pulled away slowly, a tear rolling down my cheek. I took him into my mouth again, running my hand up to feel his heart beat under his shirt.


I made sure I drew in as I let go, taking a deep breath. “Am I doing good so far?” I asked, my voice a bit deeper, feeling excited myself.


“You’re doing amazing, baby.” He bit his lip. He put his hand in my hair. I would’ve been upset since I took so long doing it this morning. But I let him touch me, tingles flowing down my back.


“Great.” I smiled, kissing the tip of his penis. “You can – how do you say it – fuck my mouth.” I said, blushing.


“Oh my god.” He breathed out. I opened my mouth and took him in again. He bobbed my head up and down slowly, guiding my mouth with his hands in my hair. “Oh, baby.” He said shakily.


“Mhmmmmmm.” I hummed, running my hands up around his back. He thrusted his hips up against me, my eyes getting glossy as he pushed me down onto him.


“Fuck!” Kai yelled in frustration, pushing me down faster, lifting his hips up. “Please don’t stop.” He cried through clenched teeth.


I made sure I siphoned him further into my mouth. “Mmm!” I moaned, feeling his muscles tense as he stopped moving and breathing.


He took his hands away so I could freely pull away. But I didn’t and he warned me “I’m coming!” I looked up at him as he squeezed his eyes closed and threw his head back.


“Ohhh…” He growled, letting go in my mouth as his breathing slowed down. I pulled away, my jaw aching as I stuck my tongue out, licking away the string of semen from my mouth to his dick after swallowing the rest.


I totally didn’t have to do that, I knew, but I loved over achievement. And the fantastic, satistying feeling I got when I saw Kai’s face.


I wiped my chin of saliva and he pulled me up by my arms, kissing me passionately. I kissed him back, letting him put his hand on my neck.


“I hope you’re happy that you’ve ruined my whole life.” He pulled away.


“The feeling is mutual.” I said. “But you can make up for it.” My eyes glimmered.

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Ty gets tired and thinks everything's funny. Eth gets tired and hates everything. Tyler gets stressed/anxious and has to talk about it and yell about it and take up space and fight something. Ethan gets stressed/anxious and he gets very quiet and still and small and wants to cry and disappear and bottles it all up. Tyler gets nervous/excited and goes stone faced. Eth gets nervous/excited and gets super giggly and stupid and adorable

Okay this is going to get really long but I think this is really cute??? Like drawing parallels between people is my favorite okay


-Ethan just wants Ty to go to bed so he’ll STOP LAUGHING

-Tired!Tyler tickling as jumping on top of Ethan, trying to get him to ‘cheer up’ and Ethan is half his size but is just like 
“I’m going to fucking murder you.”

-Tired!Ethan in his corner of the office, nine (bone dry) Starbucks cups around him, absolutely GLARING at the screen because the computer mouse isn’t working and everything is ruined because he hasn’t slept in two days.

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Our Bubble

Fic Request: 
“Hey Scribbles! I was wondering if you’d be able to do a fic where Fem!reader and Tyler are dating and they want to keep it from Teamiplier, YouTube and the internet for as long as possible. So there’s a lot of sneaking around and Mark finds out last and when he realizes that he flips out.” 

Originally posted by dork-iplier

Keeping secrets wasn’t easy with Teamiplier. 
Everyone was around each other almost all the time. You didn’t have much time to be alone or spend quality time with a specific person. 
And it wasn’t that Tyler and you didn’t want them to know. It was just you both weren’t sure where or how this little fling was going. 
But on the sixth date, which turned into a few months of being together, you both agreed it was more than just a small fling. 
After Kathryn introduced you to the team, meaning to only see them once as a fleeting introduction when you dropped her off, they all almost instantly adored you. 
You found yourself going around there almost as frequently as Kathryn. After awhile, you and Tyler just seemed to gravitate to one another. And then after dancing around each other, he asked you out to dinner. 
You liked your bubble. The little warm space where it was just you and Tyler. 
No internet. No shipping or artworks. No “awws” from your friends. 
Just you and Tyler. 

But that all changed when Kathryn trapped you both and demanded the truth. 
“You two need to spill or I’m going to straight to Mark,” She hissed at you one morning. 
You caught on quickly and dragged her away, “Wait, how did you know?” 
“I’m your best friend, (Y/N)!” Kathryn replied with a wide smile. “So you two are a thing?” 
Kathryn was practically bouncing with excitement,. You hushed her and smiled, “Yes, alright we are. But we’re not ready to share with the world yet.” 
“What why?” Kathryn asked, confused. But you shrugged and your friend sighed. “Alright fine. But, everyone is going to freak when they find out.” 
Tyler grinned at Kathryn as she marched towards him, “Also, if you hurt her, I’m going to skin you.” 
Tyler dropped his smile, becoming serious as he nodded. “I don’t intend too.” 

Amy was next. But Tyler had guessed she had the two of you already figured out and she was just waiting for a reason to confirm it. 
She had her chance when she walked in on you leaning up to peck Tyler’s cheek. 
“Ah ha!” She squealed. “I knew it!” 
Tyler dragged her into the room and shut the door. “Yeah ok, you caught us. Do us a favor and don’t tell anyone.” 
“You’re keeping this from Mark?” Amy asked with a chuckle. “Oh my, he’s going to flip when he finds out.” 
“That won’t be for a while,” You said. Your eyes wide and pleading. “Amy, we’re still not ready to-”
“What do you mean ‘still’?” Amy asked. “Does someone else know? How long have you two been dating?” 
“Kathryn made us talk, and around six months,” Tyler said and Amy clapped her hands. Almost as excited as Kathryn was. 
“Alright. In respect for you two, I won’t tell. But I’m not responsible for what Mark does to you two when he discovers this!” 

Ethan found out from Amy and Kathryn. The two gossiping about the two of you and the blue-boy walked past at the right time to hear.
He ran to you, almost knocking you off your feet in a hug. “I’m so glad!”
You had to calm him down a bit to get the fumbling words into order.
“You and Tyler!” He hissed gleefully. “I heard the girls talking. I’m so happy for you two!”
You sighed, a small smile stretching your lips. “Ahh, so that only leaves Mark that doesn’t know.”
Ethan chuckled, “You can’t tell him until all of us are in the room or nearby. I want to see his reaction!”
You shook your head as Ethan ran off to find Tyler. 

 As the day came to the charity live-stream; you and Tyler came to an agreement that it was time to let the rest of the world know. 
“Once Mark knows, the internet will know.” Tyler said while you two were cuddling in bed. “Two birds one stone.” 
So, the day came and while you were sitting on the couch with Mark and Ethan, you and Tyler shared a look. 
“Ok, so the counter is up and we’re already at twenty thousand!” Mark announced proudly. “Thank you so much everyone!” 
You whooped along with everyone else. “We need to go higher though!” You said. “Donate what you can!”
Then Tyler spoke up. 
“I have a compromise.” He said, leaning on the back of the couch. “If we get to fifty thousand dollars, I’ll share a really big secret with everyone.” 
“A secret?” Mark asked, “Is it a interesting secret?” 
Amy as ever, was smart enough to catch the shared glance between you and Tyler. 
“Oh, I think it’s pretty good.” She said with a smile. 
“How do you know Tyler’s secret?” Mark asked, looking back at her. 
“Girl talk,” You replied for Amy. Smiling innocently when Mark whirled on you. 
“Am I missing out on something?” Mark asked, furrowing his eyebrows and looking between you and Amy. “Are you two dating?” 
Tyler laughed and you winked at Amy, “He caught on quick, sweetheart. I owe you ten dollars.” 
Amy puckered her lips in a kiss in your direction. Mark glared at you. 
“Alright, I’m going to donate one thousand dollars towards the fifty thousand. Because I want to know what’s going on!” 
You and Tyler smiled at each other. Throughout the live-stream, you watched the counter climb quickly to fifty thousand. Becoming closer and closer until Mark hollered happily and spun on Tyler. 
“Fifty thousand! So, what’s your secret! Spill!” 
Ethan giggled beside you as Tyler sighed. “What do you say, babe? Should we tell him?” 
You pretended to ponder on the suggestion as Mark turned to you. His eyes widened. 
“Did he just call you, ‘babe’?” He asked and you looked up at Tyler. 
“I think he’s smart enough to figure it out himself, sweetie.” You replied. Amy and Kathryn were laughing at Mark’s shocked expression. 
“W-What!? How long….When did..? Tyler! When did you start dating (Y/N)?” 
Tyler spun slightly on his chair, counting the months on his fingers. “Close to seven months now.” 
“WHAT!?” Mark screamed and you erupted with laughter. “How did I not notice? 
“They were very sneaky,” Kathryn said with a shrug. “I had to drag it out of them.” 
“I was lucky enough to walk in on them kissing,” Amy said. 
“I over-heard Amy and Kathryn talking about it.” Ethan giggled. 
Mark groaned. Collapsing against the couch, his eyes closed in frustration. 
“So, everyone knew but me?” Mark calculated slowly. You hid behind Ethan, moving him in front of you as Mark slowly opened his eyes. 
“Tyler….you and I need to have a looong conversation about this!” He hissed and you laughed when Tyler laughed. 

Boyfriend Tag

Summary: In which you do the iconic “boyfriend tag” with no other than your man, Joshua William Dun. 

“Hey guys! Y/N here, and today we have a lovely guest joining us for the evening.” you beamed towards the camera. “Drumroll please,” you gestured towards Josh, letting him drum quickly on his thighs.

“My boyfriend Josh!” you widely grinned, throwing your arm over his shoulder and hugged him tightly.

“Hello internet.” Josh smiled.

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Baby Project (Pt. I)

Tyler Joseph Series

Summary: Two long life enemies, who supposedly hate each other with a burning passion are forced to spend more time than preferred together.

(A/N): Hello party people, I wrote this because I fancy the thought of Tyler being a jock. I‘m quite positive that someone requested this as well. Enjoy x 

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“Lastly, I‘d like to announce the big homework!“ the teacher calls out within the last three minutes of his lesson, making the whole class to let out a long groan and some muttered complains. “You‘re all thrilled to find out I see“ he adds wryly while bending down to take out a big cardboard box from under his desk, which seems to be quiet heavy, and drops it on the table, causing dust to fly everywhere. 

“I‘m pretty sure every one of you has seen one of these“ the professor says, as he pulls out a baby doll from the mystery box and holds it upside down by one of its leg. 

“What does that have to do with our homework, Sir?“ a guy asks, starting up a discussion among the other students. 

“Listen up!“, Mr Danforth exclaims quieting the class, “This is not just a simple task. It‘s what I like to call it, the Baby Project!“ he finishes enthusiastically and throws his arms in the air, letting go of the baby‘s leg at the same time, causing it to start crying the second it fits the wooden surface. Before any comments could be made, he continues speaking while trying to get the doll in his arms to simmer down. “Each one of you will be assigned a partner. Together, you‘ll have to take care of your very own baby for 14 days! Doesn‘t that sound exciting?“

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