request:
The Rob Halloween special was just him being a DJ/Music guy for a Halloween party, and running into a vaguly long(yet newer still) customer he likes, they like each other, and one thing leads to another with them being silly at the party, kissing and such. if you felt like it, you could add smut, if not just have them fuck around at the party and make out/have a soft kiss and feel a bit high from it all.
warnings: swearing, making out, drinking
"Hey! Good to see you!" Rob called when he saw me weaving through the crowd. I smiled as I made my way to the DJ booth.
"Fancy seeing you here." I teased. "I didn't realize you were a DJ too." Rob nodded. "That's pretty cool."
"Barry was supposed to but he flaked. So I'm here instead." He shrugged. "Its been a bit but hey. Like riding a bike." I laughed before taking a sip of my drink. "Haven't seen you at the store in a bit. Everything ok?" I nodded with a smile.
"Yeah. Just thought I'd met someone but turns out..." I shrugged. "Asshole city." Rob scrunched up his nose.
"I'm sorry." I shrugged again. "Seems like there's a lot of those out there lately." I nodded in agreement. "Well, I'll be here all night. Come find me if you get bored."
"Who says I'm not already?" I laughed. Rob gave me a confused look. "Where do I start? Got ditched by my friends. Hit on several times. Found the drinks, which are kind of shit by the way. And already explored the whole house."
"And the cops haven't even arrived yet." Rob added, completely deadpan as I snorted into my drink.
"Something I doubt would even happen considering how quiet they're making you play the music." I gave him a look. Rob laughed as he queued up the next track. "No one is even talking. It is literally the most boring party ever." I looked out over the crowd, chuckling as I caught a glimpse of a movie playing on the TV in the next room. "Fuck. Even Carrie's prom was more alive than this." Rob doubled over as he laughed. A small smile tugged at my lips as I watched him.
"You're not wrong." Rob laughed. He looked at my red solo cup and glanced at the track list. "Want to sneak away for a bit?" I glanced between the DJ set up and him.
"Won't they notice?" I asked. Rob gave me a look. "Right. Stupid question. Let's go."
"First mission. Get one of those." He said, pointing to my cup. I nodded and offered him my hand. "Lead the way." He took it and I guided him through the crowd to the kitchen. Ducking between couples making out and drunk partygoers, I led Rob to the counter top.
"Whiskey is on the end. Beer in the middle. Vodka near the stove." I waved my hand in the general direction of the cups. Rob's eyebrows went up. I shrugged. "Not my party. Not my decision." He shrugged as he grabbed a whiskey and took my hand to head out of the kitchen. "So what do you think of the party?"
"Fucking sucks." He said. Rob eyed me. "I thought we already established that." I nodded.
"Yeah." I looked at my cup and frowned. "If it matters, I think I'm slightly drunk." Rob chuckled. He pulled me close as another drunk couple rushed by, clearly looking for somewhere to shack up.
"Books, records, film...These things matter. Call me shallow, but its the fucking truth." Rob muttered. I smiled at him as he took a drink.
"That isn't shallow." I said. "It is the truth. No one wants to hear it though." Rob looked at me with a smile.
"Exactly." He looked around him. "So, not to sound too cliche, but what's your favorite scary movie?" I laughed as I drank the last of my cup.
"Call me cliche but it has to be (F/M)." I shrugged. "Yeah yeah. Give me all the shit you normally give me about my taste in music." Rob sipped his drink and shook his head.
"I don't give you shit about your taste in music." He said. I raised an eyebrow at him and he smirked. "Alright maybe a little. But its for your own good."
"Whatever you say oh master of music." I teased. Rob wrapped his arm around me as a group of people pushed past us, making me stumble into him.
"How much have you had to drink?" Rob asked, chest slightly tense under my fingers.
"Couple cups of beer and two vodkas." I mumbled as his hand rubbed my back. "Not all that much."
"Sure." He agreed, his smirk turning into a smile. "Not that much." Rob cupped my cheek and rubbed his thumb over my cheek. "This alright?"
"More than alright." I conceded, eyes sparkling as I smiled at him. "Kiss me Rob." He smiled and leaned in, cups discarded on the railing next to us. As soon as our lips touched, my hands wound themselves in his hair. Rob's other hand pulled me flush against him as he backed into the wall. We broke away briefly as Rob grinned.
"Fuck yes." He murmured before kissing me again.
"Been wanting to do that for a while?" I asked, trying not to laugh at him. Rob nodded as he leaned his forehead against mine. "Yeah me too."
"The whole teasing you for your music tastes...kind of my way of pulling your pigtails." He admitted.
"I'm glad you did." I said. Rob looked at me quizzingly. "Kiss me. And tease me. I liked it." Rob smiled as he leaned in to kiss me again, not letting up until the queue on his station ran out.
request: Wanna write about him and reader trying eyeliner/reader helping him with eyeliner??? For sillies- for cutesy~? 🥺🥺 "I stole it from my mom and can't get it on right aha-(^_^;)" –Denny
warnings: swearing
Denny stared at me as I stood in his doorway. An eyeliner pencil was halfway to his face as he sat frozen in front of the mirror, a washcloth tossed onto the desk next to him marked black with his previous attempts. I took a step into the room before closing the door and locking it.
"Uh hi..." He said as I walked over and closed his curtains. I turned towards him and crossed my arms. "Can I help you?"
"Your secret is finally revealed." I teased as I stepped closer. "You wear eyeliner." Denny nodded slowly. "That explains a lot honestly."
"Shut up." Denny muttered with a laugh. "I stole this from my mom. She's at the store so if I don't hurry up, I'm going to get caught."
"Do you wear that for like days at a time?" I asked as I stood over his shoulder. Denny nodded. "You know it's like ten cents right?"
"And a lecture from the drug store guy about how a teenage boy like me should not be buying his mother make up." Denny huffed. He tossed the pencil down in frustration. "I can't get it right today. Dammit." I picked it up and turned him towards me.
"Let me." I said as I cupped his chin to tilt his head up. Denny went wide eyed as I gently swept the pencil across his lids. "There."
"How the fuck..." He muttered as he turned to look at himself in the mirror. "Thanks but what the fuck." I shrugged as I handed him the pencil.
"Practice makes perfect babe." I teased as I went to lay down on his bed. Denny shook his head with a laugh.
"I swear. You're just full of surprises." He murmured before coming over to kiss me. "I'll be right back." I nodded as I watched him rush out of the room.
Request: Denny having a date, and his partner taking a little too long to answer the door, so he let's himself in, but they're curled up in bed with a hot water bottle and meds and have a fever and are sickly and not well. They're cycle is just giving them hell and this is the first time Denny has ever really SEEN them like this, and takes it upone himself to lay with them and cuddle, help them and stuff nkt miding- maybe help them into the bath to help and they're crying and face is red and they look more sick than suffering from a cycle.
warnings: swearing, menstruation
I groaned at the sound of the front door opening. I wrapped my arms around my waist and groaned. The hot water bottle I’d been using was tossed to the end of the bed, having cooled off.
“(Y/N)?” Denny called. I closed my eyes and groaned inwardly. I’d forgotten about our date when I woke up in pain. “You home?”
“In here Denny.” I called, wincing at how scratchy my voice sounded. “I’m sorry.” He frowned at me from the doorway.
“what for?” He asked, coming to sit on the bed and brushing my hair off my forehead. His frowned deepened when he felt how hot I was.
“I forgot our date.” I mumbled as I leaned into the heat radiating from his leg. Denny reached down and rubbed my arm.
“don’t worry about it.” He murmured, leaning down and kissing my head. “When did you take some painkillers?”
“Not long ago” I said. Denny nodded and got up. I whined as the heat moved away. “Denny?”
“I’m just running you a bath.” He called back, followed by the sound of water running. I hummed as I curled further into myself. “Alright. Come on.” I squeaked as he picked me up, carrying me to the bathroom. I tried to fight him off as he set me on my feet and started to take my clothes off.
“DENNY!” I cried, trying to cover myself as I saw him inspecting the products I had used. My face heated up as he turned back towards me, hand outstretched to help me into the tub. I got in and sniffled as I watched him kneel down next to it. Drawing my knees to my chest, I looked closely at him. Dennys face blurred as the tears finally fell.
“Hey. What’s wrong?” Denny asked, reaching out and brushing the tears away. “It’s ok. I’m here. I’ll take care of you.” Denny leaned forward and kissed my forehead. The tears kept coming as he leaned his head against mine.
“no one’s done that for me before.” I sobbed as he gently kissed my nose. “No ones…wanted to…”
“deal with it?” He asked. I nodded. “Well honey. I’m not like the others. I’ll take care of you. Deal with it. If you’ll let me.” I nodded as he kissed me again. Denny smiled and helped me go through the motions of cleaning myself up. He helped me dress in fresh clothes and products before he picked me up again. I curled against his chest as he carried me back towards my room. I occasionally sniffled as he set me down, grabbing the hot water bottle before heading back towards the bathroom. I could hear the water running again as he refilled it.
“thanks.” I murmured as he handed it back to me. Denny nodded before climbing into bed with me, curling up behind me as he pulled me on his chest. “Please stay.”
“for as long as you want me.” He whispered. “Can’t get rid of me that easy.”
request: *holds up a photo of baseball boy* Buck tending to his sunburnt lover please 🥺 complete with whining and tender loving- kisses for the sunburn victim because...theyre dunbass didnt use sunblock/wear proper clothes knowing they'd probably get burned.
warnings: swearing
“what did i tell you?” Buck sighed, barely containing a laugh as he looked at the back of my neck. “Either learn to cover your neck or don’t sit over there! Every time (Y/N)!”
“shut up buck.” I groaned. “It’s the best spot to watch you. Of course I’m going to sit there!” Buck let out a laugh as he reached around me to grab the lotion. He rubbed it on his hands before holding them up, catching my eye in the mirror.
“My hands are cold…” he started.
“they’re always cold.” I muttered. Buck gave me a look.
“and the lotion is cold…” he continued. I rolled my eyes.
“it’s always cold…AH SHIT BUCK!” I cried, jumping as he rubbed the lotion into the portion of my neck that had led to this. “Fucks sake!”
“this is what happens when you let yourself get a sunburn.” Buck teased. “And fuck it. Before practice tomorrow I’m getting you a towel or some shit. You are not getting sun poisoning. We’re not dealing with that.”
“that’s if I can even move my neck tomorrow without pain. If I’m in pain I am not leaving this bed.” I grumbled. Buck chuckled as he shook his head, making sure he worked the lotion into my skin. He leaned down and kissed my cheek, nuzzling his nose against me as I scowled at his reflection in the mirror. “I hate the sun.”
“I know you do baby.” Buck murmured. “I know you do.”
“but I love watching you practice.” I pouted. Buck nodded.
“I know. We’ll figure it out.” He promised, leaning down and kissing me on the lips.
“ok.” I whispered. I played with the buttons on his shirt. “And you know I love you right?” Buck smiled boyishly at me.
Request: Buck weaver Okey him after a game, maybe jt was a rough game and hes just having a bad day, its been rough you know? Baseball and all- hes dirty, he gets home, his partner is home, they take a cute bath together, all clean and giggly, one thing leads to another- Sure hed been having some rather deep kisses the minute he walked through the door and all- But it got worse when he gets in the bath..shower whatever with them it gets worse- things get heavy and heated, lots of kisses...mildly teasing perhaps in the shower before getting out to have sex in bed, its amazing of cource, and cut to~ cuddles
AN: because I finally convinced Mikey to watch eight men out and buck weaver is finally reinstated, enjoy. Welcome back buck!
warnings: swearing, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids)
Buck chuckled as he pressed me against the door. My fingers dug into his sweaty hair as he kissed me deeply. He was leaving dirt stains on my apron but who cared.
“we’re going to the series honey.” Buck whispered as he dragged his nose over my cheek. “First one since the war and we’re going.” I giggled as his stubble scratched my neck. "We did get shafted though. No bonus."
"No bonus? I thought..." I started. Buck pulled back and nodded.
"So did we. All we got was a bunch of flat champagne." He sighed. I cupped his cheek.
"You're kidding." I breathed. Buck shook his head as he swept me into his arms. "That bastard." Buck nodded as he leaned in to kiss me. I put a finger against his lips, smiling when he pouted. "But you need to shower Buck. All smelly." Buck laughed as he put me down.
"How about we take a bath instead?" He asked, eyes still downcast as he gently tugged me towards the bathroom. I rolled my eyes playfully at him as I tugged my apron free with one hand and tossed it into the kitchen.
"I suppose." I sighed as Buck snickered. Entering the bathroom, I turned on the faucet and grabbed the appropriate soaps. Buck stripped out of his suit and tossed it in the laundry. "Why do they make you wear those home? Wouldn't it be easier just to let you take the uniform?"
"Another club sure. But this is Comey's club we're talking about." Buck said as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck.
"Exactly." I said, tilting my head to give him more access. "It would be cheaper to have the players' partners wash their uniforms than have a cleaning service do it."
"But then they wouldn't be as bright white and starchy." He joked. I smiled as he slowly started to undress me. I hummed as he kissed along my shoulders before turning and helping me climb into the tub. Buck followed behind me. I turned so I was facing him, straddling him as his arms rested on the edge of the tub. Buck looked up at me with a soft smile. "What you got in mind?" He asked, sighing as I rubbed my hands over his shoulders.
"I think you know Buck." I whispered as I leaned down to kiss him. "It’s been a long day. Let me take care of you." He nodded as his hands slipped to my waist. I cupped his cheeks as he deepened the kiss. Pulling away, I reached behind me to grab the soap. I took my time as I ran it over his body, making sure I got everywhere there was dirt. Buck quietly moaned as I worked him over. By the time I was washing the soap out of his hair, he was already hard and leaking. Buck pulled me back into his lap once his hair was done. He wrapped my legs around his waist as he stood up from the bath. "Buck!" I laughed as he carefully climbed out. I clung to him as he walked us to our bedroom. Setting me down on the bed, he crawled over me.
“see what you do to me?” He asked, nosing along my jawline. His cock pressed against my entrance and I shifted slightly. “I can’t help it. You’re just so perfect.” He kissed me deeply as he thrust into me. I moaned as he paused to let me adjust.
“buck.” I whined. He hummed as he started to thrust into me, setting a gentle rhythm. I cupped the back of his neck as I pulled him into another kiss. Buck rubbed circles into my hip as he pulled my leg up around his waist. His wet hair dripped onto my face as he pulled back slightly. I brushed it out of his face as he smiled down at me. “Sure know how to show someone a good time.” Buck chuckled as he leaned down to kiss me again.
“no one ever said I didn’t.” He teased. He gently rocked into me as my fingers dug into his back. “(Y/N).” He murmured as I wrapped my legs around his back. My ankles dug into his ass.
“buck.” I moaned. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” Buck leaned down to kiss along my neck, stopping to leave a mark on my collarbone. “Buck!” I cried as I came. He moaned loudly as he buried his head in my neck, following me with his own orgasm. His arms gave out as he collapsed on top of me. I ran my fingers through his hair as we tried to even out our breathing. “Well damn.” I laughed as he propped his chin on my chest.
“that’s one way to celebrate a pennant win.” He teased. I nodded as he rolled off of me. I grabbed the blanket and threw it over us as buck turned on the radio. He pulled me into his arms and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“it certainly is.” I agreed as we settled in to listen to the city celebrating.
request: Okey so denny- Denny....denny smut- but like comfort turned smit-? Like not comfort but "I'm really scared I want this but I've never done this and it hurts and I'm scared-" and he's just so gentle and loving. Like maybe it's after a rough few days- and reader sneaks over or sneaks him inside (Denny being a bad boy for once in his life-) and just it's soft convos and silliness he's been going real steady with them, and after a while they make out, get it going, and reader gets scared and like overwhelmed with emotions and worried but dwnny calms them down and soon they're having the best time ever and all- 🥺 like you can fill in all the blanket but ahh...yeah!
AN: so I changed it up slightly but I think you’ll still like it
warnings: swearing, smut, unprotect sex (wrap it before you tap it kids)
I smiled at Denny as he crouched outside my window. He shrugged at me before gesturing for me to open the window. With a quiet laugh, I opened it and stood aside for him to come in. He kissed me softly before turning around to close the window himself.
“what are you doing here?” I asked quietly. “My folks are home.”
“That your way of telling me I could have had the front door?” Denny teased. I shook my head at him as there was a noise downstairs.
“(Y/N)?” My mom called. “Dennys car is out front. Did you have a date tonight?”
“no mom!” I called back. “He decided to be a bad boy tonight and snuck in through the window!” Denny snickered as he sat down on the bed. I gently shoved him and gestured towards the door.
“Hi Mrs. (Y/L/N)! Sorry about the confusion!” Denny called. I could hear my dad laughing from down the hall.
“well we’re heading out. You sure the two of you don’t want to tag along?” My mom called back. Denny gave me a confused look.
“date night. Movie.” I whispered. Raising my voice, I called back to my mom. “We’re good. But thanks! Enjoy the movie!” There was a door slam and the sound of my parents car starting as they left for the night.
“Home alone on a school night.” Denny teased. I shoved him again before curling up on the bed next to him, pulling his arms around me to I could play with his fingers. “Long day today huh?”
“no longer than normal. How’d you do on the science test?” I asked, turning my head slightly to look at him. Denny shrugged.
“not terrible. But not too great. No one gives a shit though.” He leaned his head against mine. “Long as I can play Sunday it’s fine.” Denny chuckled. “I’m sure you did perfect though.”
“two wrong. But I was sure I’d gotten them right.” I sighed. Denny pressed a kiss to my head. We sat there quietly for a while, Denny pressing kisses to my head and neck while i continued to play with his fingers. “Mmm Denny.” I breathed out as he leaned forward to kiss my jaw.
“how much time do we have before your parents are back?” He asked, voice muffled by my neck.
“couple hours. Maybe more. Might be a double feature.” I mumbled as I reached back to tangle my fingers in his hair. “Denny you know…”
“yeah. I know. First time.” He whispered, turning my head by my chin to kiss me softly. “Mine too.” I shifted on my bed slightly as Denny wrapped an arm around my waist. He pulled me into his lap as we slowly started to make out. Humming, I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.” He whispered as he pulled away, hands resting on my hips before slowly pushing my shirt up. I let him take it off, face heating up at the way he looked at me before moving to kiss my chest. My fingers were still tangled in his hair as he explored.
“Denny.” I breathed out. “Not fair.” I squirmed in his lap for a minute before pulling him away. Denny looked up at me with a softly smile. I reached for the buttons on his shirt and started to undo them as we kissed again. Denny and I started to work on our pants, legs getting tangled as we moved around. Laughing, we finally ended up getting them off. Denny gently laid me down on my back as he settled between my legs.
“ready?” Denny asked me, gently stroking my cheek. “It’s alright if you aren’t.” I gulped before looking up at Denny.
“I’m ready.” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Are you ready?” Denny nodded before thrusting into me. We both moaned as he stilled. I tightened my grip on him as Denny dropped his head against my shoulder.
"Are you ok?" Denny whispered. I nodded even though I was squeezing my eyes closed.
"Yeah. Feel weird. Sore." I panted. Denny pulled back and settled himself on his forearms. "I'm ok though. You don't have to stop." Denny nodded as he slowly pulled out and thrust back into me. I moaned at the feeling as Denny breathed out harshly through his nose. He built up a slow and steady rhythm as the slight pain slowly gave way to pleasure. My head fell back as Denny dropped his head to kiss my cheek. I tangled my fingers in Denny's hair and drew him back in for a kiss.
"(Y/N)." He breathed out. I moaned softly as he nosed along my jawline.
"Denny. I'm going to...Oh shit!" I moaned as my orgasm washed over me. Denny stilled as he followed me over the edge. "Wow." I breathed out as Denny pulled out, grabbing his handkerchief from his jeans on the floor. He gently cleaned me up before tossing it back towards his pants.
"We're going to have to get up and get dressed soon." He said as he climbed back into bed with me. I curled up against his chest and sighed as I listened to his heartbeat.
"I know. But let's just lay here for a bit." I said, tracing shapes into his skin as we laid there. "I enjoyed that." Denny nodded as he rubbed my back.
"Me too." He said, leaning down to kiss me. "We're going to have to do that again sometime."
"Yeah." I agreed, smiling up at him before kissing him again softly.
request: Bryce and Reader are maybe together, friends turned partners- adorable. Both kinda nerdy but he's like extra so- Mr walkman- constantly wearing his headphones it's sweet! Anyways- Him and Reader, reader is..upset over just school and prom, and he asked her out to the dance and it's like not awkward, but he's not very good at it and trying his best, and they try to go out and go to the parties the dance all that- but eventually it feels awkward and forced they do but don't have a good time and it ends with them walking back to Readers house who's upset because the folks are out of town and they just don't wanna be alone so light night cuddles ensure and comfort just he seems so adorable and comforting Like I wanna stay up and rambles about music and headphones and how cool cassette tapes work and the wires like imagine? It would be so fun 🥺(least to me-) That idea!!!
warnings: swearing, drinking, prom after parties
“alright. Prom is a week away. Everyone remember the plan?” Ted asked as he sat down at the table. Bryce and I looked at each other.
“what plan?” Bryce asked. Ted rolled his eyes as he started to eat. “I’m serious Ted. What plan?”
“Dates Bryce. How we’re gonna get dates.” Ted exclaimed. I sighed and pushed my tray away, no longer hungry.
“there’s no way I’m getting one.” I muttered before getting up. “See you guys later.”
“computer club meeting tonight!” Ted called after me. I waved him off as I headed out towards the football field. Climbing the stands, I pulled out my math book and started on some homework. The bleachers groaned as someone climbed up towards me. I looked up and smiled softly when I saw Bryce.
“Hey I know I’m not who you’d expect or really want to ask you but doyouwannagotoprom?” He asked. I stared at him before cocking my head.
“what?” I asked, marking my page and putting down the book. “I did not understand a word that you just said.” Bryce took a deep breath as I continued to look at him.
“do you wanna go to prom? With me?” He asked, slower this time. I chewed on my lip before nodding.
“I’ll go to prom with you.” I said. Bryce smiled and nodded.
“alright. Cool. Ugh I’ll pick you up then. Usual time.” I nodded again before heading back inside with him. The week passed in a blur and before I knew it we were walking into the gym hand in hand. The music was loud and bryce frowned as he tugged on his headphones. “This isn’t what I had in mind.”
“me neither.” Ted ran off as soon as we got past the ticket booth leaving bryce and I to awkwardly stand by the wall. “Wanna dance?” I shouted over the music. Bryce shook his head and I squeezed his hand tighter. We spent most of the night making jokes and watching everyone else enjoy prom. Ted came back with drinks, clearly spiked before leaning over to talk to Bryce. I stepped closer to hear him better.
“I got us invited to an after party.” Ted said, smiling at us. “We’ll take my car and head over.” Bryce shook his head.
“we’ll take my car. The punch was spiked ted.” Bryce said, holding Ted by the shoulder. Ted tried to wave him off before finally agreeing. We started to troop out to the car when he looked at me. "Sorry about ditching the prom." I shrugged.
"An after party could be fun." I said, squeezing his hand. Ted gave us directions to the house. There was no parking so Bryce parked on my block before we walked over. I sighed as I realized it was Jake Ryan’s house. Looking over at Bryce, I frowned as Ted ran up the stairs.
“by the way it’s Jake’s house.” Ted said as he opened the door and rushed in. Bryce stood by the door and looked at me as I rocked on my heels.
“can we just go home?” I asked. “It’s much more quiet there and even though my parents aren’t there, it’s better than this.” Bryce took my hand and smiled at me as we headed back down the street. Bryce paused on my porch and watched as I unlocked the door. “Want to come in?” He nodded as he followed me in. We headed up to my room and laid down on the bed as I went into the bathroom to change. Coming back out, I laid down next to him.
“want some music?” He asked, unplugging the headphones from his Walkman. I shrugged and he pushed play.
“that’s cool.” I said as I played with the machine in my hands. Bryce nodded.
“it’s really cool honestly. How it reads the tape.” He said, watching the small box in my hands.
“yeah?” I asked. Bryce nodded with a smile.
“yeah.” He said as he reached out for the box. I gave it to him and curled into his side as he picked up his arm for me. “Here let me show you”
