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[stingrayaffection]

Taking requests!!

Heyoooo, just a friendly reminder I'm taking requests for Tyler Carter imagines!!!

[imagine-vansandbvnds]

Imagine: informing Tyler of the meaning behind the British phrase he just used.

*Not my gif

[r-enegade-app]

Yo this is a request for you band imagine blogs

Can you write Tyler Carter imagines because I'm addicted and need a fix

[xxband-fantasiesxx]

Issues Preference: How He Turns You On

AJ:

AJ would invite you to the studio, showcasing a few new singles and for you to help keep them in check as they write new lyrics. The nights always get rowdy, whether the boys get too drunk or they just can’t stand another night to work.  AJ would definitely show this teenage behavior by singing a new song he had thought of, the lyrics way too inappropriate; but you’d keep those lyrics in mind all the way home, and you would not let that context go to waste. 

Skyler:

Skyler just being Skyler. Need I say more? Being on Warped tour and needing to stay civilized would be the absolute hardest thing to do, but Skyler knows your weaknesses. He’d tease you and make silly faces before going on stage, not giving you enough time to give him a good hard kiss, but it would be worth it for the next time you’re a hotel. You’ll go at it for hours.

Josh:

His shyness would kill you. Why? Well come on, that smile, his soft spoken voice. Who wouldn’t want that in bed?

Ty:

Ty working on his music would give you a thrill. You wouldn’t know why of course. Maybe the way he works so hard or how focused he gets, or maybe its watching his hands work on his turntable. Which ever it is, it would make crawling into bed worthwhile. 

Tyler:

Tyler would serenade you on a small business trip out of town. He’d accompany you knowing how stressed and anxious you get running around the big cities, but he’d schedule a night where the two of you would be free and he’d take you to a nice dinner before serenading you on the rooftop of your hotel leading you into a stress free night.

Michael:

Michael just being a plain old goof ball. I mean, who wouldn’t want to throw a party and see him have the time of his life, and then when everyone leaves with maybe a few stragglers passed out int the living room, you and Michael would go at it. The thought would make you itch, and scramble because you know you’d have to be extra quiet which gives him all the power to be one heck of a tease.

[reincarnatedovercastkid-blog]

Vodka Bottle (TRIGGER) - Tyler Carter

I had been getting tweets about my boyfriend, Tyler, cheating on me for a few days now. Tyler was acting completely normal, so I just thought of them as rumors. Tonight Tyler was going out with the band to celebrate their recent successes. After he left, I sat at the kitchen counter with my laptop. I played games for about an hour before deciding to log onto twitter. I was faced with so many tweets about Tyler cheating, and it got me thinking. Not everybody acts weird when they're cheating, and he usually invites me to go out with him and the band. I wanted to cry, finally believing it was true. I wanted nothing more than some vodka. I was a recovering alchoholic, so me and Tyler allowed no alchohol in our house. I had been going strong for 2 years, but the urge was so bad. I caved. I grabbed my keys and drove to a liquor store. I bought the best vodka they had and raced home. I opened the bottle and looked at it questioningly before throwing my head back and chugging it down. I sank to the kitchen floor and cried, clutching my bottle. I ended up falling asleep like that.

I woke up to Tyler shaking my shoulder. "Oh my God. Y/n what happened?" I started sobbing, and he grabbed the bottle from me and set it down before hugging me. "Y-you cheated on me," I stuttered out between sobs. "What?" He pulled back. "I've been getting so many tweets lately about you cheating on me. I didn't think anything of it until you went out with the guys tonight." He sighed. "Baby, I would never cheat on you. Never. You know that. Those are just assholes feeding you bullshit. It's not true at all. I went out with just the guys, no one brought their girlfriends because it was guys night. I promise, I'm not lying to you." "I'm sorry," I sobbed into his chest. "It's okay, baby. I'm sorry this pushed you to drink again." "I'm sorry I believed the rumors. I'm sorry I fucked up and drank for the first time in two years. My head hurts so bad I can't even explain it and I-" I stood up and started throwing up everything I had in my stomach into the kitchen sink. Tyler rubbed my back, whispering soothing words in my ear. I rinsed my mouth out and Tyler helped me over to the couch. "Y/n, it's okay. You will slip up, it's a part of recovery. Just because you slipped up once tonight doesn't mean all of your progress is ruined. You're going to be just fine, babe. I have your back, always." I rested my head on his shoulder, sighing. "Thank you so much, Tyler. I couldn't have done this all without you. And now, after I drank that, I feel terrible, and I realize that it isn't worth feeling like this and messing up my health." He held me tighter. "I'm glad you feel that way. And I'll always be here for you. Through anything. I promise." "The same goes for you, Ty." I mumbled before falling asleep. I felt myself being lifted off the couch and carried to bed. Tyler tucked me in, whispered, "I love you," and kissed my forehead before nuzzling his face into the back of my neck and falling asleep.

[imagineseverywhere]

Imagine going on tour with Issues.

[maythethirst-bewithyou]

We Will Go So Slow ~Tyler Carter Imagine

“ I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride.”, the priest said happily, and Tyler leaned down and pressed his lips to mine softly. “ I love you Mr. Carter.”, I whispered, pulling away from him. “ I love you more, Mrs. Y/N Carter.”, he said quietly, a smile growing on his face. We ran down the aisle, Tyler picking me up half way as everyone cheered. “ I can’t believe where married Tyler.”, I said softly, looking down at our hands as we stood alone in the ballroom where the reception was being held. “ I’m glad we are Y/N.”, he whispered, taking my left hand and kissing it softly. We left the room and joined the wedding party outside the doors, letting the guest go in on the other side. A few moments later,  they were all settled at the tables, we did the traditional announcing of the wedding party. After me and Tyler entered, the reception started. We ate, drank and laughed the entire night. “ Ready Mrs.Y/N Carter?”, Tyler asked quietly, sitting in the driver’s seat of his car. I grinned and he took that as a yes, speeding away from the guest who were waving at us, there figures fading into the distance. We made it to the airport and were making our ways through security quickly, getting on the plane five minutes before take off. “ I’ll wake you when we get there.”, he whispered, taking my hand in his and kissing my forehead. I snuggled his shoulder and fell asleep, looking forward to our honeymoon. 

Five hours later “ Y/N, baby?”, Tyler asked gently, brushing hair out of my face as the pilot spoke. “ Hmm?”, I yawned, stretching slightly and snuggling closer to Tyler. “ Look out the window.”, he said kindly, pointing out the window. I looked out and saw the Seattle skyline, smiling widely at the sight. “ Now I know why you kept this a secret.”, I chuckled, leaning over and kissing his cheek. A few minutes later, we were landing on the runway. Tyler stepped out first and took my hand, leading us off the plane and into the airport. He grabbed our bags, intertwining our fingers as we left. He hailed a cab and one stopped quickly, and he put our bags in the bag. We got in the back, Tyler told him the address of the apartment he rented for the week. He trailed his hand up and down my thigh, leaning into kiss my neck softly or rest his hand on my cheek and move my face to his and kiss me very, very gently. What he was doing was becoming too much for me to handle, since we’ve never had sex with each other as a couple. As soon as we were in front of the apartment, I got out and walked in, Tyler grabbing the bags quickly and running after me. He set our bags by the door, he walked over to me and I rested my hands on his shoulders, messing with the ends of his hair. He leaned in and started kissing me, his hands intertwining with mine. I moved our hands so his were resting on my ass, hearing him gasp quietly into the kiss. I snaked my tongue into his mouth, fighting with his as he gripped harder onto my ass. “ Tyler, baby.”, I moaned quietly, leaning my head to the side as he kissed slowly down it. He dragged the tip of his tongue up my neck, making me shiver in ecstasy. “ Baby, I want you. Now.”, I whimpered, Tyler pulling away to look at me with lust-filled eyes. He looked happy and kissed me again, a lot rougher then any other we’ve had. I moved my hands to the front of his jeans, palming him softly through the fabric. He moaned into my mouth and picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, his hands roaming up and down my back. He dropped me on the bed slowly as leaned us back, holding my hands gently. “ Tyler, you haven’t said anything. Say something.”, I said softly, feeling his hands unzip my jeans and pull them off. “ I’m too fucking happy to say anything. I finally get to make love to my beautiful wife.”, he said quietly, leaning down to kiss my thighs. I gripped onto the sheets as his hands roamed up to my chest, cupping my bare breasts. “ Y/N, you’re the most beautiful woman.”, he whispered, leaning down and licking my collarbone. All I could do was whimper and moan, as he dragged out this sweet torture. “ Tyler.”, I whimpered, feeling his tongue flick and lick my nipples. “ I know baby.”, he groaned softly, pressing his forehead to mine. I put my hands on his shoulders and sank my nails into them, earning a growl from him. “ Y/N, you have no idea what that does to me.”, he whispered into my ear, putting a hand between my legs and spreading them gently apart. He nestled between my legs and slipped inside me, a loud moan erupting from my lips. Tyler was gentle but ,quickly, moved his hips quicker and rougher. “ Fuck Tyler!”, I moaned loudly, dragging my nails down his back roughly. “ Tyler!”, I screamed, finding the release I desperately needed. He growled into my neck, gripping my hips tightly as he reached his own release. “ Was I too rough?”, he panted, pushing the hair out of my face. “ No, no, no. Not at all.”, I reassured him, leaning up and kissing him. He smiled and held my face in his hands, sighing softly. “ I’m not tied yet.”, I whispered, pulling away and flipping us over. He smirked wickedly as I straddled him, his hands grabbing onto my ass and squeezing it. “ Didn’t think you were.”, he said darkly, gasping on the last part as I began to work my lips down his neck.