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“Doctor Taylor will see you now.” (Young Roger Taylor/ben!roger) x female reader. SMUT 18+

Prompt 26: “Y/n y/l/n? Doctor Taylor will see you now.”

Warnings: SMUTY!!!, female receiving oral sex, dirty, read at your own risk, didn’t revise sorry for errors

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Once a month.

That was all it was. Just a monthly check up with your doctor to see that everything was running smoothly and all was well. He wasn’t your typical doctor, not to you at least. Most doctors wouldn’t usually call to see their patients once a month. Unless there was something actually wrong of course. But you two were more than just a doctor patient relationship.

Hence why you were here today. You called the receptionist office about a week ago to schedule your monthly appointment, which had begun earlier this year. Now, you were sitting in the waiting room, nervously bouncing your crossed legs up and down. Eagerness and excitement was running through your veins. Oh and uh, of course nerves as well…

However, you knew you weren’t called in for an average checkup. He never just wants to see you, and you never are able to just see him. Yet, he always seems to be the only cure to treat that uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. Just as you finished fixing up your hair quickly and pulled your skirt down, the door to the office opens.

“Miss (y/n) (y/l/n)? Dr. Taylor will see you now.” the nurse called out to you.

You grab your purse and smile at the nurse as you follow her into the biggest room all the way in the back. Typical. He always chose the largest room. More space for...examining. You could already feel your pulse begin to speed up while taking a seat on the patients chair.

“He’ll be with you shortly,” the nurse smiled as she left the room. You crossed your legs, opened up your shirt a bit, adjusted the girls, and sat up, prepared for incoming.

Not even a minute later, there was a knock on the door. A head peeked out from behind the door. One with poorly tamed, blonde, wavy hair, and eyes that quickly traced your figured up and down. He walked in, a smirk already playing on his face.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite patient here to see me again. What’s wrong love?” He asked, closing the door, as well as locking it. He then took a seat in the chair in front of you.

You hopped off your seat, and walked over to Roger and leaned close to his side. (like gif above) “I’m just feeling a bit under the weather today,” you flirted, placing a hand carelessly on his shoulder.

Roger tensed a bit, then relaxed. “Is it something that I could fix for you?” He asked.

Without even saying a word back, you lifted your leg over his legs and sat down, straddling his lap. Bringing both hands up to his neck to play with the ends of his long blonde hair, you leaned down to whisper, “I think you know exactly what I need...doctor.”

Within an instant Roger was leaning in to smash his lips against yours in a rough and hungry kiss. You kiss him back as he bit your bottom lip, letting his tongue enter and explore your whole mouth. A slight moan escaped you when he placed both his hands on your ass, bringing you impossibly closer to him. You ran your fingers through his hair, occasionally tugging. Something you knew he liked. He then proceeded to kiss to your jaw, then down your neck. Biting and sucking, leaving love bites along the way. You didn’t know how much longer either of you were going to last.

Nonetheless, Roger stood up from the chair, picking you up and holding you close with one arm around your waist, the other on your ass. You lifted his head back up to reattach your lips as he carefully laid down on the patient's seat. The paper they always placed down for sanitary purposes didn’t bother you, and Roger wouldn’t let something like this stop his way of making you feel better.

Once your back hit the surface, Rogers hands ran up and down your sides, sloppy kisses back and forth from your lips and neck.

“Let me make you feel good, love.” He whispered into your ear, biting your lobe as his kisses slowed down a bit. His hands traced your smooth skin underneath your shirt, slowly lifting it above your head. He always made sure never to rush, slow and steady was what he always insisted. He brought one of his hands behind your back, as you arched it slightly, allowing him to undo your bra and swiftly discard it across the exam room.

Rogers eyes admired your bare chest, as he dove down and attached his mouth to your nipple, flicking it with his tongue. Meanwhile the other was being massaged by his free hand. The other squeezing your hips. You let a moan escape your lips and your fingers continued to tug at his hair. “Roger.” You moaned out again.

“You like that (y/n)?” He asked, coming back up to kiss you again. His hands lingered down to trace a line down the center of your stomach, until they stopped. He reached your skirt, as his fingers lifted the hem to slowly take them off. You lifted your hips up in response, letting him slide them down your legs.

Roger kissed down your stomach until he reached the hem of your silky panties. Already soaking wet. “Is this alright love?” He asked, biting the hem, signaling to take them off.

You let out a breathy “mmhmmm” in response, waiting for him to get along with it already. He didn’t wait a second longer to pull your panties down to your ankles with his hungry teeth. Roger then came back up to admire what layer beneath him.

“Look at you, so wet for me.” He smirked at you, placing a passionate kiss on your lips. He continued to kiss you, and you almost didn’t realize his fingers already massaging your wet core. Meanwhile his thumb was rubbing circles around your clit. Roger didn’t hesitate to slip his index finger right inside you, eagerly feeling you around.

“Mmm Roger!” You practically screamed out.

“Fuck love, you feel so good around me,” you moaned back.

You were slightly embarrassed at how loud you were, considering there were people right outside the door. Roger inserted a second finger, curling them just the right way against your walls.

You could feel the pit at the bottom of your stomach about to explode.

“Roger please,” you begged him.

“Come for me darling, come on,” he urged you. But you needed something more.

“I want more,” you begged yet again.

Roger smirked down at you and immediately brought his head down to where his hand was. He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, staring right into your eyes as he licked them clean. “Mmm already tasting so sweet. We’ve barely even started,” he smirked up at you. You nearly came just over that.

“Please...eat me already... doctor,” he lost t when you called him that. Made him feel good.

Roger dove straight down to the bottom of your stomach, kissing it, and never looking away from you. Wanted to see the look in your eyes. He kissed further down, his thumb still massaging the skin, giving you a bit of friction. Once he reached your dripping pussy, he kissed and sucked your delicious cunt. He moaned in pleasure, as his tongue circled around your clit. Roger didn’t wait a second longer till he slipped it right into your pussy, letting it explore all around you.

Your moans and yells we’re practically pornographic, and you couldn’t believe no one heard the two of you. Heavy pants spilled out of your mouth, screaming out Rogers name as he ate you out. You could feel your high overtaking you, as the pit in your stomach continued to harden even more.

“Roger...I-I’m...gonna cum,” you managed to blurt out.

And then you came. The warm liquid spilling out of you, all inside Rogers mouth. He continued to lick you up and clean up every last drop. That was until… *knock knock knock*. You both froze, looking at each other wide eyed.

“Doctor Taylor? You have a another appointment. Is everything alright in there?” The receptionist asked, turning the knob and trying to open the door.

“Shit!” You yell, scrambling across the room to retrieve your clothes.

“Shhh, I’ll guard the doo— JUST A MINUTE KAREN!” Roger yelled back at the receptionist.

You quickly threw your bra on, buttoned up your blouse, and barely put your skirt back on. Your panties were no were to be seen, and you didn’t even bother to look for them at this point.

“Love your hair,” Roger came by to tame it, as you began to tame his. Holy shit we are fucking animals, you thought.

You slipped your shoes on and walked over to the door, still out of breath. “Feel better?” He asked, “So much better.” You smiled up at him.

“Wonderful,” he smiled, as he leaned down to give you one more passionate kiss before he opens the door to the office.

“So, next month for another check up?” He asks, a playful smirk on his face.

“Next month,” You nod to him, smirking, before turning around on your heel and walking out.

Only next month, you’ll remember to schedule a longer appointment.

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Don’t Get Caught//four/billy!ben hardy x female reader

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Based on prompt #23 “It wasn’t me!” “He/she did it!” “No, you did it!” “Stop saying everything I say!” “Fine!” “Fine!” “You know what, fuck you!” “Gladly.” “What?” (Yeah I get it, it’s a long one. Deal with it.”

Summary: You’re the new recruit, 8. (reader and four basically have the same position on the team). It’s been about three months since you joined, you and four have had a thing for about a month and try to keep it on the down low, until you get caught.

Warnings: mentions of smut, flirting, a bit of fluff

(psa: the keep on reading thing isn’t working, sorry it’s long)

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Today was just like any other mission you’ve been on. You know, secretly racing atop of buildings in plain sight, shooting a few bad guys occasionally, screaming at each other over the ear peice about where to eat dinner later, a few sarcastic, and sometimes flirtatious remarks from Four.

Here’s the thing. The two of you have always had this sort of playful, sarcastic flirty relationship. But ever since the one night you two drunkenly made out, he takes any chance he can to touch you or kiss you or get to you in any way possible. He seemed to be the only person that was able to get the best of you, and completely break through this intimidating persona you give off to everyone you meet. Not going to lie, he feels that same way with you. That feeling like you are the only person to show his soft side, a side to him he tries not to show. You know, to seem tough and all manly like the sexy man he is.

“Eight! A we need you on the down low!”

As you ran from building to building, closer to the cathedral, One spoke over the intercom, again, “Hey Eight, did you hear that? We’re kind of dying down here. So if you don’t mind, I don’t know, getting your ass down here to save ours, that would be great!@

You stopped on the nearest roof, seeing One, Two, and Three fighting off all the bad guys. They didn’t seem to be having trouble. Two was nearly finished, fighting anyoje in her way and shooting two guys with one bullet. Impressive. Three was doing the same, looks like One was the only person down there having some trouble. Typical.

“You know One, if you just needed help kicking the smaller guys asses off of yours, you could have just asked,” you joke back, shooting a rope gun to the building across, and swinging down into action.

A bad guy then quickly flipped One down on the ground, pinning him down with his arm over his throat.

“Ahh ha ha, very funny” his strained voice managed to get out as he was slowly being choked. You ran over and kicked the guy who was on top of him, jumping up to wrap your legs around his neck and flip him over on his back. He slammed into the ground with a hard cough.

You then grabbed his arms securely as you squeezed your legs hard enough until he fell unconscious. Getting up, you heard Two shoot him, just to be safe, and you did the same with the other two guys that One couldn’t fight off. You then jumped up, a bit out of breath, then gave everyone a quick wave goodbye to continue chasing the guy you were supposed to catch earlier.

Now that you were back running across the roofs of buildings, you heard a bit of chuckling in your ear, “Damn One did you really just need a girl to save your ass again?” Four asked. This time everyone laughed, except One.

“Oh I’m sorry, did my lack of strength distract you?!? Get back to work, ALL of you....and yes Four, yes I did. Which means *throws punch at bad guy, mini fist bump in the air as he knocks him down* you will be buying dinner for us all tonight.”

You rolled your eyes at the children you worked with, “Alright boys, thats enough. We’re almost done. Four, I’m coming up soon with a runner on our hands, where are you?” You asked, signaling to the guy you were chasing and struggling to catch.

Four was still laughing a bit at the disagreement, but nonetheless calmed down to answer you. “I’m literally right here Eight. Right in front of you.” He replied back.

You were still running, keeping an eye on the guy one building ahead, running away from you.

“Four this isn’t funny, seriously where ar—,” and all of a sudden, the guy was shot right in front of you and fell right off the closest roof.

You froze in your tracks and look up to see Four across from you on the cathedral with a gun in his hand.

“I’m here!” He confirmed.

You held in a smirk and ran over to reach him. Once you reached it, he jumped down from the railing to face you, also with a stupid little shit looking smirk on his face

“Hey! You shot my guy!” You say, taking a step closer, trying to hold in your tough demeanor, even though you were totally fine with what he did.

“You clearly weren’t going to anytime soon,” he protested back, stepping even closer.

“I totally had him if you would have just waited a second longer,” you say, poking his chest and staring right up into his eyes, the tension growing.

He then took a step even closer now, both of your faces inches apart, tenion so thick you could cut it with a knife. His hand came up to press a button on both of your ear pieces, so he could mute your ends from the others. Didn’t want them to listen in.

“After all this time I figured you would have realized that I don’t like waiting,” Four said.

He bites his lip, looking down at yours for a second only to lock his eyes back on yours, not wanting to break the flirty, saracastic tension.

“Hmm I guess I haven’t. Care to show me how?” You said all flirtatiously smirking up at him with that seductive look in your eyes.

Within an instant, Four pushes his lips onto yours with a slow, deep, passionate kiss. His one hand comes up to cup your jaw, brining you closer while his other arm tightly wraps around your waist, fully pushing your bodies together. You began to deepen the kiss, about to wrap your arms around his neck and bring him close, but broke the kiss tilting your head back as you remembered something.

“What? What is it?! Shit! Is it my breath?” He asked all panicked.

“No no no! Four, we can’t get caught. They’ll see us.” You laughed in response.

“Oh thank god,” Four sighed in relief, “You know I had a sandwich just before wit—“.

You pressed your lips against his in a quick kiss to stop his bickering.

“That’s great Four, it really is.” You chuckled against his lips and he smirked against yours. “Can we maybe move this, in there?” You nodded your head back, signaling to stand under the roof of the building, so that way you were more hidden.

“Are you always so controlling?” He teased.

“Would you shut up”. You reply, smirking in return.

He kissed you again, this time a bit softer but still deep. Both of his hands snacked down to your ass, giving it a quick squeeze signaling for you to jump up. As you did, he nearly raced the two of you under the roof, In a more secluded section of the holy structure.

You tightly wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing his hips further into you. You could feel him getting hard already. He deepened the kiss, and swiped his tongue over your bottom lip, asking for entrance. Opening your mouth, you let his tongue dominate yours and explore your mouth. The two of your lips were moving in sync, while your hands tangled themselves in his hair, and his roamed all up and down your body. This man was never able to get enough of you.

Four started to move down your neck, leaving hot, open mouthed kisses everywhere. Bitting and sucking right beneath your ear. This really got you going. His member was growing harder and you could feel it, and the tension between your legs was in desperate need of friction. As he continued to suck on you neck, you let out a slight moan of pleasure, which made him even hungrier.

Little did either of you know that the team had finished up, and was about to be coming up the stairs from behind you. Four had you literally sandwiched between the wall and his body while you sucked each other’s faces off. Oh boy, this steamy situation was not about to go down well no sir!

You wanted to make him also feel good, and slid one of your hands down right over his bludge as you—

“Alright! Which one of you little shits turned off your ear—“

Four put you down quickly at the sound of One coming up, and leaped to the other side of the room within a second as he turned to fix his situation. You quickly brushed over your body suit, making sure everything was in place, before you turned around with the fakest smile you could muster.

One froze once he reached the top step, “Well well well, what the fuck his happening up here?”

Three was at the very bottom and yelled up “What happened papi? Did she strip?”

“What?!” Everyone asked in unison.

“Three— I —no. Who turned off your ends? Communication is kind of important.”

Four turned around to quickly come to your side. You thought he would help save your ass in this situation, but nope. He still had to mess with you to get you in trouble.

“It wasn’t me!” He raised his hand, as One directed his focus to you.

You gasped in shock. “He did it!”

“She did!” Four now also turned to you.

“No, you did!” He said with you at the same time. You could tell he was doing this on purpose to annoy you, and it was working.

“Stop it!” Same time again.

“Stop saying everything I say!” And again.

One jumped in. “For the love of god will you two cut it out!”

“Fine!” You crossed your arms, still locking angered eyes up at Four.

“Fine!” He agreed back. Smirking down at you.

“Just turn your fucking intercoms back on so we can leave already. We are all fucking hungry, let go.” One suggests, as everyone turns around to walk back down the staires.

You and Four waited for a second, and were the last ones to follow the team down.

“You know what? Fuck you.” You pointed to him about to walk down as he followed behind you.

“Gladly.”

You froze on the first step and turned around.

“What?” You asked, seeing the smirk on his face.

He smiled and laughed, “just go follow them, we’ll worry about plans after dinner in a bit.”

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Pizza Delivery Boy // Roger Taylor x female reader

Summary: reader is staying in for the night, and orders a pizza. both reader and roger are left stumbling at the door when they are both hungry for more than just a pizza.

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Pizza Delivery Boy // Roger Taylor x female reader

Summary: reader is staying in for the night, and orders a pizza. both reader and roger are left stumbling at the door when they are both hungry for more than just a pizza.

Request: @comehereroger this girl literally gave me the idea I love her! Thank her for this!

Warnings: Fluff, flirting, a bit of smut, kinda dirty.

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You plopped down on the couch after a stressful week of tests and finals, prepared to sleep and do absolutely nothing this winter break. All you wanted more than anything was to relax and take in your surroundings. But the loud grumble erupting from your stomach said otherwise. It’s about dinner time anyways, but you were too lazy to get up and actually have to cook something. Nonetheless, you reached over to grab the phone resting on your coffee table, ready to order a pizza for one on your night in.

“Rocky’s pizza! What can I get ya?” A voice answered on the phone.

“Can I get an extra large cheese pizza? With some muchrooms, and uhh... extra sausage?” You ordered, mouth already watering at the thought of your dinner.

“Sure thing. Anything else?”

“That’s it.”

“Your total is $10.75. Pick up or delivery ma’am?”

“Delivery please!” Pff, like you were going to pick up a pizza three blocks away. The thought of having to get up from the couch to eventually answer the door was tiring enough.

*25 minutes later*

You sat all cuddled in on your couch, a soft tune playing on the record player throughout the apartment, as you switched between channels finding something to watch. All of sudden, you hear a knock at the door.

Pizza time baby.

Groaning in response, you slowly got up from the couch and trotted to the door. You unlock the door, and open it. Holy—well hello there, you thought. He must be new, never seen him before.

“Pizza delivery, for uhhh,” he squinted his eyes at the receipt, “y/n?” He asked in a soft, deep voice. His hair was blond and wavy, almost made you want to run your fingers through it. And the way the tight red T-shirt perfectly fit his toned body almost made you weak at the knees. But what killed you the most was the smile he shot at you once your eyes met each other’s. Those god damn eyes. Shit, snap out of it y/n.

You stumbled over your words, “uhh yeah that’s me.” You smiled back. Fuck, I can’t just give him the money, you thought. Screw it, it’s Friday, what’ve I got to lose?

“extra sausage right?” Really y/n?! Did you seriously just fucking ask that? Idiot.

He chuckled and blushed a bit, “I think so. Would you like to check?” *sir?? excuse you?* “You know, to see that they got the order right?” He asked, opening the box.

And they sure did, extra large sausage too.

You nervously chuckled, trying to keep your cool. “H-how much do I owe you?” You asked.

He leaned against the doorframe as your proximity to each other minimized by a couple inches. “I don’t think it really matters love, it’s on me.” He said, shooting another smirk your way as his looked up and down your body, subtly taking you in.

Ah Fuck.

“A-are you sure? You don’t have to, really—“

“No no no, it’s fine honestly. Don’t worry about it love.” He insisted. “I’m Roger, by the way.”

Roger. Good name. Quick y/n, uh, be sexy!

“Say, Roger. I don’t know if I’ll be able to eat this whole thing by myself,” you smirk up at him with a mischievous look in your eyes, “do you maybe wanna come inside and help me, finish it?” Dang, I am on fire tonight.

He leaned in a bit closer, one arm resting on the frame while the other held the pizza. Yet, whatever cologne we was wearing overpowered the smell of the food, and began to captivate you even more.

“Oh love, I thought you’d never ask,” he nearly growled at you, your faces merely inches apart as his eyes flicked down to your lips a few times.

“Oh yeah?” You smirked up at him, biting your lip.

“Yeah.” He looked down at your lips and licked his own. Message received.

“Why don’t you come inside then?” You ask a bit more seductively, placing your hand over his arm that carries the pizza, signaling to pull him in.

Within in seconds, he pushed himself in, throwing the pizza on the nearest table, pushing you against the door as it slammed shut. He pushed his lips against yours in a slow yet passionate kiss, as his hands traveled down to your waist, lightly squeezing your sides. In response, you threw your arms around his neck, tangling one of your hands through his soft hair. You deepened the kiss, as he slid a hand down to your ass and gave it a quick squeeze. As you let a slight moan escape, he swiped his tongue over your bottom lip begging for entrance. You let him in to explore your mouth, as you did the same with his. Tongues intertwining, fighting for dominance. You let him overtake you, you couldn’t help how good he tasted. He smiled against your lips, letting out slight moans all while letting his hands travel below your ass even more.

“Up.” He grunted against your already swollen lips. You didn’t hesitate to listen, jumping up and wrapping both your legs around his toned torso.

You continued your heated make out session, cupping his jaw to bring his face closer to yours if that was even possible. He pushed you up more against the door, until you felt something poking against your lower abdomen.

You broke apart momentarily, “bedrooms down the hall.” In response he placed his soft lips back onto yours, smiling as he began to trail his wet kisses down your neck. All the while racing the two of you to the bedroom.

He slammed the door open, and threw you on the bed, hovering his body over yours. Continuing to suck on your neck and the soft spot right below your ear, you were reaching down, and begging working with his belt. Roger lifted his shirt off, then yours each in a swift motion. He looked down shortly to admire the beauty that lay before him. You smirked up at him as his eyes took you all in.

“You do this often?” You asked in the heat of the moment.

“It’s only my first day on the job, you do the math.” He laughed lightly, reattaching his lips to yours.

His hands squeezed your hips, massaging and rubbing your sides all over. It felt so good, you were almost convinced this moment wasn’t real. You roamed your hands up his back, slightly digging your nails in it leaving red marks all over. until they were back in his hair. You lightly tugged at it, moans escaping his mouth as he brought his face to burrow into your neck, sucking and bitting your smooth skin. Roger reached one of his hands up to cup your covered breast, massaging it, still planting a wide display of hickies all over your chest.

“Rog, feels so good,” you moaned out. He reached back and unhooked your bra easily, like a fucking pro. Who is this man?

Roger fed off of your desire for more, as he reached down, prepared to rub his fingers where you were in desperate need of some friction. Just as fingers began to peel back the soaking wet, thin lining covering your entrance, something just HAD to go wrong.

*ring ring* *ring ring*

“Fuck.”

“What Roger. What is it?” You ask, confused as to why he just stopped.

Roger groans in annoyance, kissing you on the lips quickly before getting off you and stumbling to put his pants back on. It was his boss calling him in for another order he needed to deliver.

“I forgot I actually have to work,” he laughed to himself, “I’m sorry love i have to go, wouldn’t want to get fired on the first day for being late.”

Although you were merely disappointed that the two of you were unable to finish, he was in a way total stranger, who also had to do his job.

“It’s alright Rog. Maybe next time we can finish what we’ve started here tonight?” You asked, pulling the sheets up to cover your chest.

Roger had his shirt half way over his head till he froze. “Next time?” He mumbled through the fabric.

You chuckled and threw on the robe from the side of your bed. “Yes, next time. I really want to see you again Roger.”

Roger now was fully clothed and walked towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you placed your hands on his arms. He looked down at you and smiled. He saw something in you. He was thrilled that you wanted to see him again, because he wanted to see you again too.

“Yeah, id like that.” He hummed in response.

You beamed up at him. You were still in a bit of a shock and what was about to go down between the two of you. Two complete strangers who don’t know a thing about each other. Literally in your bed about to fuck because of a fucking pizza. Damn that extra large sausage.

As you walked him to your door, he left a passionate kiss on your lips. Except he didn’t stop. He was still craving for your touch. After all, neither of you got to finish. You opened the door and pushed him out a bit, breaking the kiss.

“Oh come on!” He complained with that stupid smirk across his face.

“Maybe next time pizza boy.”

“That next time better be tomorrow night because if you—“

You rolled your eyes laughing to yourself as you slammed the door in his face. If only he knew how hungry you were for tomorrow nights dinner. Maybe even hungry enough to call for another pizza in an hour. Or even better, just a good old extra large sausage.

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Prompt List!

Soooo I really want to start writing again and need requests! Here’s the prompt list, so please send in your requests!! I’ll start writing next week cause ya girl has got to get through this shitty week of finals 🙄. (requests are for ben, rog, and this new sexy mother fu— I mean four 😗😚)

1. “what do you want?” *looks up at mistletoe, smirk riding up on his face*

2. “why can’t I be the big spoon for once?!”

3. “you do realize you’re drunk right?”

4. “I don’t care what you say, I think there is plenty of room in here for two.”

5. “make me!”

6. “no no no, you’ve got it all wrong.”

7. “I’m not fucking wearing it! Nope, not happening”

8. “Is it hot in here or is it just me?”

9. “great, now you’ve made it worse.”

10. “you really think your so sure? Prove it.”

11. “that area is off limits sir”

12. “holy fuck I love you”

13. “is that my shirt your wearing?”

14. “sorry y/n, these hands have a mind of there own”

15. “if only there was a way to really show how I feel about you”

16. “i could stay here forever”

17. “Guess what I found... the hot tub!”

18. “you two make me sick”

19. “this is NO TIME to fool around you two! PDA has a time and a place!”

20. Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts with James Corden

21. “You look absolutely stunning”

22. “Well well well, don’t you looking ravishing tonight?”

23. “It wasn’t me!” “He/she did it!” “No, you did it!” “Stop saying everything I say!” “Fine!” “Fine!” “You know what, fuck you!” “Gladly.” “What?” (Yeah I get it, it’s a long one. Deal with it.”

24. “Y/n y/l/n? Dr. (Taylor/hardy) will see you now.”

25. “My gingerbread house is obviously better, come on now”

26. “Oh uh hi! I’m the plumber you called for?”

27. “I have to kiss HIM? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

28. “Ah ah ah, it’s my turn now. Hands off.”

29. “You really wanna go there?”

30. “Pizza delivery forrrr *reads receipt* y/n?”

31. “Please just stay a little longer”

32. The Whisper Challenge together on Jimmy Fallon

33. “It’s a Christmas miracle!”

34. Never Have I Ever with the band or borhap cast or both.

35. “What can I say? I’m a natural.”

36. “Oh you did NOT just go there!”

37. “The closet? Really? You couldn’t have picked a worse hidding spot.”

38. “you’re still here?”

39. “You can try to run or you can hide, but I’ll still get you either way”

40. “just like high school huh?”

41. “I mean, my bedroom is always an option if your down.”

42. “Would ya look at that. Doing it in the back of my car. Just like old times hmm.”

43. “It’s either a black eye or a hickey. Your choice.”

44. “Do you think they saw us leave?”

45. “I’m staying in the same room with him, are you joking?!”

46. “You know, the whole point of tickling you is pointless if you keep trying to avoid it.”

47. “I know love, but it’s so much more fun the other way around.”

48. “Well hello there! I didn’t know your friend was joining us on this fine morning.”

49. “Nothing?” *oh fuck* “pfff I mean....maybe a little?”

50. “Would you two please stop eye fucking each other for the love of god!”

51. “Looks like I’m too drunk, could you drive me back to my place love?”

52. “I’m dating a fucking child” *jumping on the bed* “y/n look! I’m flying!”

53. “we can always go back to my place.”

54. “I thought we promised we weren’t going to get too attached.” “Oh fuck that.”

55. “Only if you promise to do facemask a with me!”

56. “Damn, look at that ass go!”

57. “Pfff im not jealous?! You kidding?”

58. “Do you think they saw us?”

59. “I’ll regret it if we don’t.”

60. “that neck of yours looks pretty tasty.”

61. “DAMN you can eat!”

[borhapparker]

ben throughout 6 underground as four:

[rogerstoast]

I hate him.

💦💦

🥵🔥

[rogerstoast]

have you ever found a fan fic that ends up being the best fucking fan fic you’ve ever found, and then you, being the dumbass you know you are, somehow fuck it up and exit out of it without liking it, to figure out you can never find it again since it was buried in the depths of tumblr? cause same.

[bisexualcrises]

[stormtrprinstilettos]

Here’s a picture of Roger Taylor.

[rogerstoast]

Here’s a picture of Roger Taylor that just made me have an orgasm thank you.

[gingerpines]

John: Brian, what were you doing last night?

Brian: uh,, homework

Roger comes in: hi guys

Freddie: hi homework

[hwardlaunch]

Dear Teenagers

Dear 13 year olds: it’s the beginning of your teenage years. Don’t stress, you’ll make it out alive. There’s a lot changing about you, embrace that change and don’t make decisions too quickly. You’re doing just fine.

Dear 14 year olds: You’ve just started high school. You’re stressed that people are gonna hate you and that everyone is gonna judge you. Don’t sweat it. Most people feel like that. Click with the people you can and take it from me, get to know your teachers. You’re doing just fine.

Dear 15 year olds: people are starting to tell you to keep an eye out for job openings, telling you to save up to get you license when you turn 16. Suddenly everyone wants you to grow up quicker than before. Don’t push yourself too hard. Embrace your life right now. Life is moving at the same pace all the time, so should you. You’re doing just fine.

Dear 16 year olds: life is getting really scary right now. Everyone around you seems to have a job and have their license and you don’t have one and/or the other yet. Your parents are always so mad about it and claim they just want the best for you, but only you really know. Listen to what your mind is telling you. Take life at your own pace. You’re doing just fine.

Dear 17 year olds: you (may) have a job now and it’s really stressful. Balancing school and work isn’t easy at all. Don’t stress too much. Push yourself as much as you can but never any further than that. Too much stress makes no progress. Now it’s time to think about your future too. Or so they say. You don’t need to listen to them. Your perfect school and career are waiting for you but you don’t need to jump in right away. You’re doing just fine.

Dear 18 year olds: you’ve just graduated high school and now you’re a legal adult and things are different. Very very different. Take the changes as they come, as well as you can and at your own pace. Going to university/college? No one cares what you look like, no one cares about how much you’re eating. They’re too focused on themselves to judge you. So do what’s best for you, when you can. You’re doing just fine.

Dear 19 year olds: in some places, now it’s legal for you to drink. It’s possibly your first or second year of college/university, don’t drink too much please. The alcohol will not help and forgetting everything for a few hours isn’t worth how you’ll feel the next few days. Please take care of yourselves. University is a new experience, you’re finally free and alone, embrace it but don’t take it for granted. You come first. Love yourself. You’re doing just fine.

Dear all teenagers who may be struggling and terrified of their future: everything comes in time. Don’t fear it. Embrace it. You are loved beyond compare. You’re doing just fine. I promise.

As someone who is getting ready to exit teenage years, I wanted to make something for the teenagers of this generation. Because it’s scary, and only hearing bullshit from adults all day is exhausting.

Adults yes you can reblog this and I encourage you to. Please show love to teenagers. They need it as much as anyone else if not more.

[wishtobethin16]

This really helped me lol

[rogerstoast]

Garage Band//Roger Taylor x Fem Reader

warnings: fluff ig, really simple and cute

AN: I wrote this a long ass time ago and never revised it so apologies in advance for errors.

You were in your second year at Imperial College, and struggling to get through your second set of finals this year. Only three more exams to get through and you could finally say hello to summer.

The fact that you have been sitting at your desk studying for the last six hours, didn't help with stress either. No matter how much you studied, you just couldn't seem to grasp any bit of information from the papers in front of you.

Figuring it was going on six, and you have been sitting in an old wooden chair since noon, a well deserved break was needed. Capping your pen, you got up, stretched, grabbed your jacket and headed out of your dorm for a walk.

As you were walking down the streets of London, subtle music began to play in the distance. It wasn't half bad either. Quite decent actually. The music grew louder and you noticed a few, small groups of people, mostly girls, were gathered on the driveway of the house.

You looked both ways before crossing the street to see what was going on. Once you reached the house, it was hard to get about considering so many students were crowding the lot. Squeezing through and shoving past all the bodies was a struggle, but you managed to get to the front and into the garage.

Just as expected, it was a band. Now that you're here, you remembered your friend telling you about them a few days ago. But you weren't expecting them to be this good. The group was made up of three uni students. A tall one with wavy dark hair playing the guitar, and another dark haired guy, a little shorter, playing the bass. They both were singing. Along with the fella who caught your eye instantly. He had blond, wavy hair and played the drums wonderfully. Never missing a beat, and harmonized with the group beautifully.

About two songs in, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"(Y/n)! What are you doing here?" It was your friend Lorali, the one who told you about  the band.

"Needed to get some fresh air after sitting at that desk for so long. Thought I'd see what was so special about this band you were telling me about" I told her.

"Well I'm glad you came! Wanna go get a drink with me? Bars inside."

Accepting the fact that it was a Friday night and you studied enough for the day, you gave into her offer.

"Sure thing!" Following Lorali to the door located behind the band, you figured you would steal another glance at the drummer, as you were about to past him. However, he seemed to have caught your glance just as they were finishing their song. You immediately looked away, and followed your friend through the door, as you felt a slight blush rise to your cheeks.

"What are you blushing about," she asked you, noticing your obvious flushed complexion.

"Wh-what? Nothing. Just need a drink that's all."

"Oh please (y/n), what kinda twat do you think I am. Do you really think I didn't see you making heart eyes at the drummer a second ago?"

Damn it Lorali.

She could always see right through you.

"Oh shut up! Doesn't matter, it's obvious he's the womanizer of the group, what should it matter to me?" But before she could deny anything, I poured myself a shot of whisky and downed it as fast as I could. Feeling a wave of relief already, I gave her a look as if to say alright, go on.

"The night is still young, (y/n). Let's go back out there, they're almost done!

Following her back out to the garage, you noticed it had got darker outside, and string lights lit up the garage as students gathered around a fire pit on the driveway, smoking and dancing along to the music.

Lorali led you to the couch up front, and you took a seat right next to her, each with a beer in hand. Facing the band, they sang and rocked their hearts out to their closing song. You happened to really like it. Wether it was the subtle head bops, or the perfect rhythm he managed to keep, you couldn't keep your eyes off of the drummer. He played perfectly. The song then came to a faster, more rock n roll bit and the guitarist played a rif while blondie hit the drums harder and faster than before.

This time when he caught you staring at him, you didn't look away immediately right after. Same goes for him, giving you a wink and a cheeky smile. Doubting the possibility he could be looking at you, you turned your head around to see if the group of girls from earlier was behind you or something. Only to find them outside, and groups of guys behind you instead. When you turned around, he seemed to notice your disbelief, and subtly laughed to himself. You blushed and looked down, feeling slightly embarrassed that you thought he wasn't gesturing towards you.

Drinking from your cup, they finished the song and ended it with harmonizing their voices and it sounded like the most spectacular thing you have ever heard before.

doooiinnn allllllrrrrrriiiggghhhhhtttt

The guitarist then spoke into the mic, "Thanks for coming out everybody, we really appreciate it!"

You sighed to yourself, that the live music was over for the night. But just as a record started playing from the corner of the room, you stood up for your spot on the couch, next to your friend. In need for a quick smoke, you informed her you were going to stand outside for a bit and warm up by the fire.

Noticing people have either left or gone to get their second round of drinks, you stood next to the fire pit, struggling to warm up. Pulling a pack and a lighter from your coat pocket, you were slightly disappointed to see that you were all out.

"Having a bit of trouble over there?" You heard a deep voice ask you from behind, causing you to turn around.

Crap. It's him. "Oh I uh, I uh, I'm all out, that's all," you awkwardly chuckle and look down.

"No worries," the drummer then pulls out a pack and offers you a cigarette.

You take it as your fingers lightly brush over his. "Thanks," you say, with a small smile.

You both light your cigarettes and you allow yourself to really let it sink in before taking a long breath out.

"I'm a, I'm Roger by the way," the drummer offered is hand out for you to shake

"(Y/n)," you reply, shaking his hand in return. 

"Wow, that's a nice name. How come I've never seen you around here before?" he asked.

You blush a little and turn to meet his eyes. Wow, you thought. It was the first time you saw his big blue eyes. Just as you were about to get lost in them, you remembered he asked you a question.

"Oh, I uh, I came with my friend. You guys were amazing by the way, should've come around sooner."

He chuckled and took a small step closer to me, "Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I feel like I've seen you around." his mention came off more as a question.

"Yeah, im a uni student. Second year actually, majoring in fashion design. What about you?" I asked him, bringing my cigarette back up to my lips.

"Dental student. Doesn't seem to be working out well. Hoping this band thing works out," he said, looking back at me.

"Ah I wouldn't worry about it, you guys were amazing," I reassured him with a smile, hoping I wasn't coming off too obsessive with all the compliments I was giving him.

But Roger loved how you would blush and gawk over the band. Although you never noticed him until this night, he has noticed you since the beginning of his second year at uni. He sat at the very back in a class you two shared with each other, but you never seemed to noticed he existed until today. Roger on the other hand, was the total opposite. He noticed you the first day, and couldn't get over how beautiful you were. The way you concentrated so hard in class to make sure you took all the right notes, and the way your tongue would poke out of your mouth when you were focused. Roger admired all of it. Everything about you. But, he never had the courage to talk to until tonight. It was almost as if he had been intimidated by your perfection, and it made him nervous, which is not in his nature. Being known as the womanizer and all. 

"If I don't know any better, I'd say you have a little crush on the band," he brought up, trying to mess with you.

"Oh shut up!" you joked back, nudging his shoulder with yours, both of you lightly chuckling. It was only then when you realized how close you too actually were. Standing there, shoulder to shoulder.

You then realized your beer was empty when you went for another sip. Figuring you walked here, maybe it would be best to start heading back

"Well, i uh, I should get going I guess."

"Wait"

But just as you were about to walk away, Roger grabbed your hand to turn you around. Very quickly actually, resulting in your noses almost bumping each other as your faces grew closer all of a sudden. Neither of you said anything for a second, but just looked at each other. Both sets of eyes quickly looking down at each other's lips, then back at each other's eyes. Yet the awkward tension took over, making the moment suddenly uncomfortable.

"Let me get you another drink at least?" He offered.

You easily obliged with a simple, "okay," and a small smile.

He took your hand and led you through the garage past the bunch of people who were still there, and into the house to the kitchen.

While Roger went to the fridge to grab two beers, you hopped up and sat on the corner.

"So Rog, is this your house?" You asked curiously. 

He walked over to stand in front you, and handed you the can.

"Yeah, I've been rooming with Brian for a couple of months now."

You don't know why, but you felt so at ease around him. A sudden wave of confidence washed over you, causing the next question to come out of your mouth without a care in the world.

"I assume that means you have your own room then?"

Roger knew what you were intending with that question. He raised an eyebrow with a smirk on his face as he walked closer to you, standing in between your legs.

"I suppose it does," he replied, your faces merely a few inches away from each other.

Roger placed a hand on your thigh, taking you  a bit by surprise. But you allowed it, and you couldn't help but feel more at ease because of it. The moment, it felt so right. But why? You barely knew him. You feel like you did, but you didn't.

"Hey (y/n)" Roger whispered, as our faces grew closer

"Yeah"

"I know you barely know me, but I need to be honest. Ever since I saw you the first day of uni, I thought you were absolutely stunning. I always sit at the back of class, and I can help but admire your perfection. It kills me, everyday when I see you."

This took you by surprise even more. That's why Roger looked familiar to you. But what he just confessed to you made your heart skip a beat, and cause butterflies to literally explode in your stomach. You were blushing uncontrollably and had a huge smile plastered on your face. Why? You didn't know. Even though you barely knew each other, everything felt as if it was meant to be happening.

"Roger, I-"

But before you could say anything, he leaned in and crashed his lips into yours. It was fast, but sweet and loving at first. You flung your arms around his neck, running your hand through his hair. He brought his other hand up to your cheek as the kiss became more heated. Both of you craved each other, need each other. Roger has been the missing thing in your life all along.

Roger then took his hands, slid them under your thighs, signaling for you to jump on him. Which you did, wrapping your legs around his torso as his hands made their way under your ass to hold you up. He then started kissing you down your neck, leaving love bites all over. The feeling completely melting your insides, you grabbed his face with both hands and connected your lips together yet again.

Before you knew it, Roger had already carried you upstairs. Your lips not letting go for even a single breath of air, the two of you pushed the door open, only for him to slam it shut with his foot, ready for night of his life.

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[rogerstoast]

I— 🤰🤰🤰🤰🤰🤰🤰🤰🤰🤰

[rogerstoast]

deakys fingers god damn 😩🔥

[rogerstoast]

kill me why don’t you 😩