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BRANDED

summary: billy claims you as his own after seeing another man get a little too handsy with you.

fandom: billy the kid

parings: billy x reader (no pronouns used)

warnings: none

Billy had been watching you for some time, showing clear interest in you. You liked him too, but you warned him you were looking for a serious, lasting love, not just a fling. Billy, a restless outlaw, couldn't offer the stability you craved, yet he couldn't stay away. He hung around the saloon you worked in and made surprise visits to your home, but always played it off as casual because he was afraid of losing you.

Billy's jealousy grew as he watched other men flirt with you. Tonight was no different, Billy sat close by, watching you giggle at whatever George, a man who was a repeat offender when it came to gaining your attention, was saying to you.

But Billy lost all of his cool when George wrapped his arms around your waist and whispered something in your ear that made you smile and blush.

Billy stormed over, seizing your wrist, making you gasp as you were ripped from George’s embrace.

“What are you doin’, Billy?” George asked, brows furrowed.

Billy didn’t say a word, simply took his hat off his head and place it upon yours—a bold claim in front of everyone. Whispers erupted around the room as your worried eyes scanned the saloon.

Realisation washed over George’s features and he profusely apologised to Billy before hurrying off.

Anger swam on the surface of your eyes as you dragged Billy outside, frustrated and confused.

"Do you realise what you’ve done, Billy?” You demanded. “You just deemed me untouchable, claimed me as your own. No man will step foot near me again, thanks to you.”

Billy shook his head. “I didn’t like the way he was touching you,” Billy said.

You scoffed. “He can touch me however he pleases, I do not belong to you… well at least I didn’t until five minutes ago.”

“I can't stand any other man with you,” Billy admitted. “I know I'm not the stable guy you're looking for, but I care about you more than anyone else here."

“But your life... it's all about running. I want a home, a family," you whispered, so no lingering ears could hear.

“I'd change for you. I'd find a way to give us a safe, stable life," Billy insisted.

“And what if your past catches up to you, huh?" you asked, afraid of getting hurt. “I can’t have my heartbroken. I refuse.”

Billy took your hand and placed it over his own heart. "You feel that? My heart beats for you, Y/N.” You looked into his eyes, your own starting to water, bottom lip quivering. “Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t feel it too. Tell me you don’t want to run the risk.”

He searched your eyes for answers, your brain worked overtime, a million thoughts and yet you couldn’t say anything.

“Go on, say it. Say the word and i’ll waltz back inside and tell George you’re all his,” Billy said.

You remained silent, fingers gripping his shirt, smashing your soft lips onto his rough ones. And with that you were branded Billy’s, for better or for worse.

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#billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #william h bonney #william h bonney x reader #billy the kid x y/n #william h bonney x y/n #billy the kid fluff #billy the kid x you #william h bonney x you #william h bonney fluff

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GOOD GIRLS DONT

STAY OUT LATE

summary: after wanting him for months, you finally make your move on billy.

fandom: billy the kid

parings: billy x f reader

warnings: smut, hair pulling, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it), foul language, oral (billy receiving), sex in public

You had been watching him all night—the way he charmed the other girls, the glint in his eyes as he held their gazes, the casual way he touched them. Billy had been your friend since he rode into your small town months ago, but despite his conquests with every woman around, he had never crossed that line with you.

Tonight, fueled by a bit of liquid courage, you were determined to change that.

Observing girls' tactics over the years had given you insight, and now, emboldened by alcohol, you were ready to act. You sauntered over to Billy at the poker table, your hand landing on his shoulder, making him spin around with surprise before relaxing at the sight of you.

"Hey, Darlin'," Billy greeted, returning his attention to the game. "Little late for a young lady to still be out, isn’t it?"

"I’m not a child," you retorted, a hint of frustration in your voice. Perhaps Billy saw you as too innocent, too young. But you were no child.

"No, but you are a good girl," Billy replied. "Good girls don’t stay out late."

You rolled your eyes, feeling the challenge rise within you. "Good girl," you scoffed, meeting his gaze with determination. "Would a good girl do this?" With a mischievous smile, you whispered in his ear, then playfully snatched his cowboy hat and placed it on your head.

The poker table fell silent, eyes shifting between you and Billy, a few whistles echoing through the room.

"What's the rule?" you teased, tapping your chin thoughtfully. "Wear the hat, ride the cowboy?" The words sparked a dark look in Billy's eyes, and he abruptly excused himself from the game, leading you into a secluded hallway of the saloon.

“What are you doing, sweetheart?" Billy asked, concern in his voice as he gripped your wrist. You stepped closer, hands trailing up his chest, meeting his gaze boldly. "I can’t give a girl like you what she wants," Billy said with a sigh.

"And what is it that I want, hmm?" you countered, your tone teasing.

"Love. You want someone to love you, to make love to you," Billy confessed. "I can’t do that for you, Y/N."

"I don’t want you to love me," you retorted, your voice laced with frustration. "I want you to fuck me, Billy. Treat me you would any other girl in this damn town."

Billy's expression tightened. "You deserve better than that, Y/N," he insisted.

You closed the gap between you, rising onto your tiptoes to whisper in his ear, "I said I want you to treat me like one of those other whores you take to bed." Your fingers deftly undid the buttons of his shirt, your touch deliberate and bold. "I want you to choke me, pull my hair, make me cum all over your cock. Think you can handle that, Billy?"

Billy's breath hitched at your words, his resolve wavering as desire flared between you

“I can’t, Y/N,” Billy protested weakly, though his voice wavered.

You pressed closer, your hands now tracing the contours of his chest beneath his shirt. “Can’t or won’t?” you challenged softly, your voice dripping with seduction.

A mix of desire and guilt played across Billy’s features. “You deserve more than just a quick fling, Y/N,” he admitted, his gaze searching yours.

You smiled knowingly, your fingers still teasingly toying with the buttons of his shirt. “Maybe this is exactly what I want, Billy,” you murmured, your breath warm against his neck.

Billy’s resolve crumbled as he met your gaze, sensing the raw longing in your eyes. With a sharp intake of breath, he pulled you close, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. His hands found your waist, pulling you tightly against him, the heat between you igniting a fierce passion.

Lost in the intensity of the moment, you surrendered to each other, the hallway providing a hidden sanctuary for your desires. Clothing was shed hastily, exposing skin to skin, the air thick with anticipation.

Billy hiked your leg up, forcing his cock deep inside of your needy pussy and you moaned. His hand fisted into your hair, tugging hard on your locks.

"I've fantasized about this moment for months, Y/N," Billy confessed, his voice tinged with a hunger you'd never seen in him before. "I've fucked other girls, pretending they were you. But now that I've had the real thing, how can I ever go back to them?"

Billy was sending waves of pleasure through you, his cock reaching the deepest, most sensitive parts of your being. You couldn't contain the shameless whimpers and moans that escaped your lips.

"Don't go back to them," you murmured, your mind intoxicated by desire. How could you let this slip away now that you've experienced it? "I could be your whore, your willing plaything," you offered, breathlessly.

Billy groaned in response to your words, driving himself deeper and harder inside you, yearning to feel you cum around him. He craved to witness you lose control, to see you drenched in pleasure. His desire was raw, intense—he wanted to force you clean up the mess you made on his cock with your tongue, a potent cocktail of passion and lust.

"Give it to me, Billy, I can handle it!" you gasped, as he moved with such intensity that the world around you blurred into a swirl of sensation. The sound of skin meeting skin echoed through the room, your release teetering on the edge. "I'm almost there, please, don't stop," you pleaded, caught in the whirlwind of nearing ecstasy.

Billy responded, his deep, rhythmic movements inside you pushing you over the edge. Your release washed over you, intense and all-consuming, as you came undone against the wall, your cunt pulsating around him in a crescendo of pleasure.

"Get on your knees," Billy commanded, a tone in his voice you couldn't resist. You complied instantly, opening your mouth in anticipation. "Good girl," he praised, as he guided himself to you. "Taste yourself, taste how good I made you feel," he whispered.

Your eager mouth worked him fervently, desperate to milk him until he was dry, drawing him closer to his peak with every motion. As his climax neared, he moved with a purpose, until sensitivity overwhelmed him and his hot cum was on your tongue. You savoured the taste.

“You've surprised me, Darlin’," Billy admitted, catching his breath. A proud smirk played on your lips as you rose, your needy cunt dripping with desire again.

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#billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #william h bonney #william h bonney x reader #bill the kid smut #william h bonney smut #billy the kid x you #billy the kid x y/n #william h bonney x you #william h bonney x y/n

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HARD TO GET

summary: you like to play hard to get

fandom: billy the kid

parings: billy x reader (no pronouns used)

warnings: alludes to smut

"C’mon, Y/N. What more do you want from me?" Billy's voice was laced with exasperation as he gazed at you, his eyes filled with a mix of frustration and desire. "You want me on my knees, begging for you?"

You couldn't help but smirk, your fingers gripping the outlaw's collar as you pulled him closer. "The only one who will be on their knees tonight is me." With that, you pressed your lips against his, feeling him instantly surrender to your touch.

"You know that I love you," Billy whispered against your lips.

"Shh," you silenced him, a finger pressed against his mouth, now stained with your lipstick. Then, you knelt down slowly in front of him, your fingers teasingly working on his belt, undoing it with deliberate slowness.

Billy almost lost his composure. Almost. He grabbed your wrist, causing your eyes to snap up to meet his intense gaze. "What do I have to do to make you stop playing hard to get, huh?" His other hand moved to cradle your jaw.

"Let me take care of you, and maybe I'll consider it," you replied, pulling your wrist free from his grasp.

Billy was about to protest, but how could he deny you when you looked at him with those captivating eyes? You were so needy and willing, it was irresistible. Billy was determined to make you his, one way or another.

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#billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #william h bonney #william h bonney x reader #billy the kid fluff #william h bonney fluff #billy the kid x y/n #billy the kid x you #william h bonney x y/n #william h bonney x you

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LITTLE BRAT

summary: you and your stepbrother billy love each other maybe a little too much…

fandom: billy the kid

parings: billy x step sis reader

warnings: stepcest, smut, foul language, p in v sex, choking

“Shh,” Billy cooed softly in your ear, his hard cock brushing the deepest parts of you as you bit back filthy moans. “Wouldn’t want your daddy waking up, now would we, sweetheart?”

Tears of pleasure brimmed your eyes as you stared up at Billy. This was so fucked up, you had grown up together. Your father married his mother for fucks sake and yet you couldn’t stop yourself from climbing into your step brothers bed every night like a desperate whore.

“Maybe it’s your mommy we wouldn’t wanna wake up,” you smirked. “Imagine if she knew that her precious son was fucking his step sister,” your witty words earned you a hand around your neck. Billy’s fingers squeeze against your wind pipe, making you gasp for air.

“You always have been a little brat,” Billy hissed, thrusting into you harder, deeper, faster, making your eyes roll and your back arch off the mattress.

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#billy the kid #william h bonney #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid smut #billy the kid x y/n #william h bonney smut #william h bonney x reader #william h bonney x y/n

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BILLY

hearts in hiding

little brat *

hard to get

good girls don’t stay out late *

branded

#faes masterlist #billy the kid

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HEARTS IN HIDING

summary: ranch hand billy and the ranch owner's daughter, Y/N, share a forbidden romance, stealing moments and making whispered promises.

fandom: billy the kid

parings: billy x f reader

warnings: brief mention of smut

authors note: i’m backkkkk is it permanent who knows????? but im in love w tom blyth especially billy <3

As the sun rose over the sprawling expanse of Mr. Y/L/N's ranch, Billy found himself knee-deep in the daily grind of ranch work, expecting nothing more than the mundane tasks of shoveling horse manure and mending fences. But what he didn't anticipate was the delightful distraction that awaited him in the form of the ranch owner's daughter—you.

With your captivating smile and eyes that sparkled like emeralds in the morning light, you had a way of turning Billy's world upside down from the moment he laid eyes on you. You made it nearly impossible for him to focus on his work, chatting incessantly about the latest book you were reading or peppering him with questions about his adventurous life.

Despite your father's stern warnings about distracting the workers, you couldn't help but indulge in the joy of conversing with Billy, your heart skipping a beat with each shared moment. But when your father's booming voice shattered the tranquility of the ranch, scolding you for disrupting the workday, Billy felt a pang of guilt tug at his conscience.

As you retreated back into the safety of the ranch house, Billy's heart ached at the thought of being separated from you, even for just a moment. He longed to steal away with you into the quiet solitude of the woods, where you could share stolen moments of passion away from prying eyes.

And when night fell, Billy found himself drawn to your window like a moth to a flame, his heart racing with the thrill of being with you, even if it meant risking everything for just a taste of your love.

"Good morning," your sweet voice echoed through Billy's ear, pulling him from his reverie as he turned to meet your gaze with a warm smile.

"Mornin', darlin'," Billy replied, his heart fluttering at the sight of you. “Did you sleep alright?”

“I would have slept better had you been by my side,” Your teasing words sent a playful twinkle dancing in your eyes, igniting a fire within Billy that burned hotter with each passing moment.

“Y/N! Get back inside, stop distracting poor Billy!” Your father's voice rang out across the ranch, Billy reluctantly tore himself away from you, knowing that your forbidden love could only exist in the shadows, away from the prying eyes of your overprotective father.

You sighed, pushing off the fence. “If only my daddy knew how distracted his favourite rancher was last night when I sucked-“

“Alright, missy. That’s enough,” Billy said, shooing you away.

As you scampered off with a mischievous giggle, Billy couldn't help but feel a pang of longing in his chest, knowing that no matter how hard he tried to deny it, his love was as inevitable as the rising sun. And as he returned to his work with a heavy heart, Billy vowed to cherish every stolen moment with you, no matter the risks, for in your arms, he found his sanctuary amidst the chaos of the Wild West.

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#billy the kid #william h bonney #billy the kid fluff #billy the kid x reader #william h bonney x reader

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I need this man biblically.

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heartbroken.

Rest in Peace Angus Cloud (1998-2023)

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MY FAVOURITE

HENDERSON

CHAPTER THIRTY

EIGHT

summary: after watching you at cheer practice, eddie gets hot and bothered.

fandom: stranger things

parings: eddie munson x f henderson reader

warnings: swearing, smut, choking, unprotected sex, degrading, fingering, public car sex

note: after nearly a year of not writing for this series i had inspiration to come back. idk if this will be the only chapter i release for now or if i’ll write more. i rlly missed writing this series! ps i’m kinda nervous posting this, so i hope you enjoy! <3

masterlist

“Did you have fun?” You giggled. Cheer practice had just finished and Eddie got the privilege of watching you. Your were clinging onto Eddie’s arm, your white shoes squeaking against the concrete as you headed towards his van.

Eddie hummed as you reached his van. You went to open the passenger side door when Eddie’s hand wrapped around your wrist, pushing your back against the cold frame of the side of his van.

“Does it feel like I had fun?” Eddie asked, pushing his hips into yours. You could feel his boner from beneath his jeans and you bit your bottom lip. “It was fucking torture watching your shake your ass for everyone in that room,” Eddie said, his voice low.

“I was not shaking my ass,” you smiled, playfully rolling your eyes.

One of Eddie’s hands moved from your waist to your neck, his finger wrapping tightly around your throat, his knuckles turning white as you tried to gasp for air.

The faint voices of your fellow cheerleaders could be hear in the background and you glanced over his shoulder. “Eddie, there’s people nearby,” you managed to choke out. Eddie smirked at you, his eyes full of lust.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you want your friends to know that you fuck?” Eddie asked as he took a step away from you, allowing you to adjust yourself as a few girls walked by.

“I don’t need people to start rumours about me being a whore who puts out in the Hawkins High School car park after dark,” you said as you undid his belt.

Eddie couldn’t help but laugh, backing you up towards the passenger side of the his van. “I mean, would that really be a rumour?” He asked. “You are quite literally putting out in the Hawkins High School car park after dark.”

You glared at him, ripping the door open and jumping up into the seat, your legs dangling outside of the van. “Do you want to fuck me or do you want to keep running your mouth?” You asked. Eddie smiled and you hummed. “That’s what I thought.”

Eddie bunched your cheerleading dress around your waist as he pulled your spandex down your legs. You watched as his jeans hit the ground with a thud and you instinctively opened your legs for him.

“If we get caught i’ll kill you,” you said, inhaling a sharp breath when he slapped the tip of his cock against your throbbing core.

“You worry too much,” Eddie smirked before kissing you hard. His hand moved from your cheek down to your chest and stomach, he trailed his fingers along your clothed skin at an antagonisingly slow pace, coming to a halt at your pubic bone.

You bucked your hips, your eyes begging for him to give you what you want. Silently pleading for him to touch you. His hands were cold against your skin, sending shivers up your spine.

“Please?” You whispered, barely audible.

Eddie’s hand ventured further, stopping right where you needed him and you let out a sigh of relief as his all too familiar fingers collected your slick before plunging inside of you.

You let out a shaky moan, your nails digging into the seat of his car leaving behind small crescent moons. You stared up at him, his eyes meeting yours as he shot you a shit eating grin.

By now the dark car park was empty, everyone had cleared out for the night. You and Eddie were the only two people left, you were both way to horny to even think about waiting for this moment until you got home. You needed each other now.

With that being said, Eddie pulled his fingers away from you, wiping your slick on his hellfire t-shirt. It gave you time to prepare, sitting up a little straighter, opening your legs a little wider, giving Eddie the perfect angle to align himself with you.

Eddie’s hands held onto the back of your knees as he slowly pushed inside of you until eventually he bottomed out. You bit back the strangled moan that so desperately wanted to escape your lips as he began to rock back and forth, instead you threw your head back, trying to focus on keeping quiet. Just incase someone was possibly still lingering around.

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty, Y/N,” Eddie said, drawing your attention back to him. “You know that, don’t you?” He asked as he fucked you senseless, making your brain turn to mush.

“You tell me everyday,” you managed to reply, your arm wrapping around the head rest for support.

“You’re even prettier like this,” he teased. “Do you know how hard it is to not tell my friends about our sex life?” Eddie said, his pace rougher than before, making your eyes roll into the back of your head. “How hard it is to sit around and listen to them talk about all the boring vanilla sex they have when the hottest cheerleader at Hawkins High School let’s me slut her out practically every day?”

“So fucking tell them,” you said, looking up at him, brows furrowed. “What’s stopping you?” You asked.

“I have too much respect for you,” Eddie replied.

You scoffed. “Not in the bedroom you don’t,” you said, moaning loud when he hit that spot. “Fuck- Right there.” Eddie kept a steady pace, repeating his movements over and over. “Tell your fucking friends whatever you want. Tell them that I beg you cum inside of me, tell them that you choke me, spank me, tell them everything. Tell them that i’m a dick desperate whore when it comes to you.”

Eddie groaned at your words, watching you with steady eyes as you slowly started to fall apart from underneath him. Your moans getting louder, the worry of being caught fading away as you chases your orgasm like it was the most important race of your life.

“Tell them how it’s so fucking funny that the girl who once bullied you now begs you to fuck her,” you said, not even thinking before you spoke at this point, to dick drunk to even comprehend what you were actually saying.

The words you were speaking and the fact that you became a moaning mess was enough to push Eddie over the edge. Usually he was good at holding on until you came, but tonight he couldn’t stop himself, he was coming before he could even think.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Eddie breathed, trying to keep up his momentum while his hips were stuttering.

You felt him finish inside of you and it only added fuel to the fire. This would mark the first time Eddie has finished before you and something about it turned you on even more. You let go of the head rest, allowing yourself to lay back against the centre console of his car. It wasn’t comfortable at all having a gear stick digging into your back, but you were so desperate to cum that you didn’t really care.

“Just like that, Eddie,” you whined, your back arching. “Give it to me. I need it so bad.”

“Are you close?” Eddie asked. As much as he loved watching you beg, he was starting to get a little over sensitive and the pleasure was turning into pain pretty quickly.

“I’m so close, just keep going,” you panted, your moans getting whiner and louder with every stroke until finally you got your sweet release. You cried out Eddie’s name as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Eddie rode out your high for as long as he possible could and then he pulled away, wiping the sweat off his forehead before pulling his jeans back up.

You sat up, pulling your panties and spandex back over your white sneakers and up your legs. You pushed your messy hair out of your face, turning your head to look at Eddie who was still watching you from outside the door.

“I love you,” Eddie smiled, bending down to kiss you softly.

“I love you too, you know that,” you grinned. “I meant what I said. If you wanna talk about our sex life with your friends then do it,” you shrugged.

“Maybe,” was all Eddie said before shutting the passenger door and making his way around to the driver seat, where he would drive the pair of you home and no doubt go for round two.

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#my favourite henderson #stranger things #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut

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this series is giving

i wish i had this song to listen to before i started writing it 😭😭 it’s perfect

MY FAVOURITE

HENDERSON

MASTERLIST

summary: your little brother, dustin henderson’s older friend, eddie munson has taken an interest in you. he spends his days lounging around your house, flirting with you and annoying the shit out of dustin in the process.

fandom: stranger things

parings: eddie x f henderson reader, dustin x sister reader

warnings: swearing, smut, drug use, angst, bullying, violence

note: eddie does not die in this series, no way i’m putting myself through his death twice.

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🎧 — PART ONE

🕯— PART TWO

💀 — PART THREE

🎧 — PART FOUR

🕯 — PART FIVE

💀 — PART SIX

🎧 — PART SEVEN

🕯 — PART EIGHT

💀 — PART NINE

🎧 — PART TEN *

🕯 — PART ELEVEN *

💀 — PART TWELVE

🎧 — PART THIRTEEN *

🕯 — PART FOURTEEN *

💀 — PART FIFTEEN

🎧 — PART SIXTEEN

🕯 — PART SEVENTEEN *

💀 — PART EIGHTEEN

🎧 — PART NINETEEN

🕯 — PART TWENTY *

💀 — PART TWENTY ONE *

🎧 — PART TWENTY TWO

🕯 — PART TWENTY THREE

💀 — PART TWENTY FOUR *

🎧 — PART TWENTY FIVE *

🕯 — PART TWENTY SIX

💀 — PART TWENTY SEVEN

🎧 — PART TWENTY EIGHT

🕯 — PART TWENTY NINE

💀 — PART THIRTY

🎧 — PART THIRTY ONE *

🕯 — PART THIRTY TWO

💀 — PART THIRTY THREE

🎧 — PART THIRTY FOUR

🕯— PART THIRTY FIVE

💀 — PART THIRTY SIX

🎧 — PART THIRTY SEVEN

© luvfae 2022

#faes thoughts #my favourite henderson #i can see you #taylor swift #stranger things #Spotify

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I am a princess, this is a fairytale

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it’s taylor swifts world, we’re just living in it.

#taylor swift #taylor’s version #speak now taylor’s version #july 7th #swifties #faes thoughts

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13 41

Hello! Hope you're still taking requests for djats🤞

If so, I'd like to ask for prompt #13 and #41 with Warren, hopefully with a very shy reader (being dragged there to meet everyone by Daisy, maybe..)

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P.s. I'm a long fan of My Favourite Henderson and I'm glad you're back at writing💋

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

13: spin the bottle

41: love at first sight

fandom: daisy jones & the six

parings: warren rojas x f reader, best friend daisy jones x f reader

warnings: alcohol use

You had been friends with Daisy Jones since you were 11 years old. The pair of you were inseparable, you had always done everything together, despite your differences. Daisy was outgoing and loud, she was a wildfire. You were shy and reserved, you didn’t particularly want to stand out from the crowd.

Tonight you were walking hand in hand with Daisy to meet her band mates. To say you were nervous was an understatement. Meeting new people wasn’t your strong suit. You found it hard to start up a conversation, but alas, you were here anyway, even after hours of trying to convince Daisy to let you stay home.

“You’ll love them, Y/N,” Daisy smiled, squeezing your hand as the pair of you stepped onto the front porch. Daisy’s fist bashed against the door and seconds later it was opened, a blonde girl smiling bright from behind the threshold. “Karen, Y/N,” Daisy said, glancing between the two of you.

“So lovely to meet you, Y/N,” Karen smiled, her charming British accent ringing through your ears. “Daisy had told us so much about you.”

Your skin heated up, glancing momentarily at Daisy before smiling bright at Karen. “All good, I hope,” you chuckled, nervously.

“Always,” Daisy nudged you. Karen stepped aside, opening the door for the two of you to walk in. All eyes fell onto you and you felt extremely out of your comfort zone. There was only one pair of eyes that stuck out to you. Deep brown hues that you stared back at for a little too long.

A curly haired boy with a beer in his hand, his jaw slacking ever so slightly upon your arrival. His eyes lit up, raking up and down your body, making you shift on your toes before looking towards Daisy. Your hands had gone clammy, body stiff under everyone’s gaze, but especially under his gaze.

“Everyone this is Y/N,” Daisy said, introducing you to the group. You offered them an awkward wave, fidgeting with your fingers afterwards. “Y/N, meet everyone. Camila and Billy,” your ears perked up at Billy’s name, eyes snapping onto the brown haired boy cuddled up with a girl who was smiling bright at you. Daisy had told you so much about Billy. “Graham and Eddie,” Daisy continued, pointing to the two boys sat side by side on the couch, both of them smiling your way. “And Warren, all on his lonesome over there,” Daisy chuckled, motioned towards the curly haired boy who hadn’t taken his eyes off of you since you stepped into the room.

“Hi,” Warren smirked. You smiled, brushing your hair behind your ear, trying to avert your eyes from his heavy stare but you couldn’t no matter how hard you tried. He was captivating.

Daisy dragged you into the kitchen, the both of you grabbing a drink. “You like Warren,” Daisy said, matter of factly.

Your eyes widened at her accusation. “I haven’t even spoken a word to him!” You whisper yelled. “And keep your voice down.”

Daisy laughed, throwing her head back, her auburn hair bouncing over her shoulders. “I’ve known you for half my life. I know when you like someone,” Daisy said. “He likes you too, did you see the way he was looking at you? Love at first sight, perhaps?”

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head at her. “Shut up, Daisy.”

The party continued, Daisy had somehow managed to get you and Warren sat next to each other which led to Warren talking to you. You quickly realised how easy he was to talk to and you couldn’t deny the butterflies in your stomach.

Daisy had been watching the both of you like a hawk all night, secretly smiling to herself overhearing the two of you talk. Daisy wanted you to be happy, she wanted you to find someone who brought you out of your shell, she just didn’t think that person would be Warren.

The conversation died down and you were mentally slapping yourself for being to damn shy to start up another conversation with Warren. Daisy could see your internal battle from her seat next to you and so she decided to spice things up.

“Who wants to play spin the bottle?” Daisy smirked. Everyone began cheering and soon enough you were all sitting in a circle with an empty beer bottle in the middle of you.

The bottle landed on Billy first, Camila was sat to his side as he spun the bottle again to find his culprit. It was coming to a halt on Daisy when Camila gripped the glass and stopped it on herself. “Would you look at that!” Camila laughed, hands falling to Billy’s cheeks, pushing her lips against his.

You glanced at Daisy who seemed to be a little upset, and even jealous.

The bottle was spun again and this time it landed on Warren. You felt your heart beat speed up as he spun the bottle. Half of you was secretly hoping it landed on you, but the other half was hoping it didn’t. You were way to reserved to kiss in front of a group of people.

You held your breath as the bottle slowed and you felt your stomach nearly explode when the bottle stopped on you. You could hear your heart beat in your eyes as Warren’s eyes met yours, a smirk on his lips as he stood up, slowly making his way around the circle until he got to you.

Warren held out his hand and you accepted it, letting him pull you up onto your feet. He pulled your body impossibly close to his, one hand falling down to your waist, the other landing on your cheek.

You breathed heavily, gulping as he stared into your eyes. “This is okay, right?” Warren whispered, you could smell mint mixed with beer on his breath. “Because if you don’t want to do this, we won’t.”

You smiled at how considerate he was being, despite Daisy’s booing in the background. “It’s okay,” you said, giggling as you heard Daisy holler.

Warren smiled, his cheeks red. You watched him lean in closer and your eyes fluttered shut as his lips ghosted yours before pushing firmly against them, this lasted a few seconds and then you thought it would be over. Which is why you gasped when Warren deepened the kiss, tongue slipping inside your mouth. He had seemingly forgotten that there was an audience and so had you as your hands snaked up his chest and wrapped around his neck.

It wasn’t until your heard Daisy cheering and applauding that you remembered the watching eyes and you quickly pulled away, a shy smile on your face, your skin hot to the touch. Warren pressed a kiss to your forehead before you both sat back down and the game continued.

The game finished only 20 minutes later after you spun the bottle and it landed on Eddie, which caused Warren to give Eddie a mouthful before kissing you again, making Eddie annoyed and leaving the party to go to bed.

Karen second Eddie’s idea and headed off to bed, so did Camila and Billy, followed by Graham. You turned to Daisy who had past out on the couch and you sighed, shaking your head.

“You can stay the night,” Warren said. You looked up at him. “I-I mean, i’d love it if you did… you can even have my bed if you want- or, y’know, sleep down here with Daisy it’s whatever,” Warren shrugged.

You smiled at his stuttering. “Thanks, Warren,” you said.

“And can I just say that you are the most beautiful woman i’ve ever met, Y/N,” Warren said, taking your hands into his. “I mean, damn!” He exclaimed, making you laugh. “Do you believe in love at first sight?” He asked.

Your eyes widened at his question, shrugging your shoulders. “I think I do… now,” you said, shyly.

Warren grinned at your response. “Me too,” he said before his lips were once again pushed against yours.

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WARREN ROJAS: 2 years later and I married that woman. Mi amor por siempre. My love forever.

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23 scenario prompt with eddie 🥹

MY SAVIOUR

23: x saving y from a terrible date

fandom: daisy jones & the six

parings: eddie roundtree x f reader

warnings: none

You sat across from a stranger who you agreed to go on a date with after he relentlessly asked you at the club two nights ago. It was a mistake. He hadn’t asked you a single question, he just kept talking about himself. You were over it.

You cleared your throat, braking his train of thought. “I need to go to the bathroom,” you smiled, a fake smile, and stood up. On your way to the ladies room you thought of ways that you could get out of this.

“Y/N, hey!” You heard someone call. You whipped your head around to see Eddie Roundtree, a good friend that you had met in this exact bar years ago.

You felt relief wash over you. “Thank God!” You exclaimed, rushing over to him and placing your hands on his shoulders. “I need you to save me from that guy,” you said, pointing to the back of your dates head.

“What did he do?” Eddie asked, puffing his chest up and you shook your head, laughing.

“He’s my date and he’s so fucking egoistical,” you said. “I don’t care about his gym routine or how much protein he eats in a day, you know?”

Eddie snorted. “That kind of guy,” Eddie smirked and you nodded your head, your eyes begging for help. “Fine, but you owe me.”

You hugged him tight. “Thank you!” You grinned before running off to the bathroom. You checked yourself in the mirror, fixing you hair and reapplying your lipgloss and when you returned to your table. He didn’t even let you sit down before he began talking about the gym again.

You looked around, trying to find Eddie, hoping he hadn’t forgotten about your plan.

“Y/N! Y/N!” You heard Eddie yelled, you glanced to your side to see Eddie running for your table and you couldn’t stop the small amused smile making its way to your face. “We need to leave, now!” He tugged on your arm pulling you up.

“Hey man, she’s my date,” your date stood up in defensive.

Eddie shot him a glare. “She’s my sister and we are having a family emergency,” Eddie said, gripping your wrist and dragging you away from the man.

Eddie dragged you outside the pair of your both laughing as you climbed into the passenger seat of his car. “My saviour. Thank you,” you smiled, happily. “He was a total jackass.”

“Don’t sweat it,” Eddie shrugged. You reached over and kissed him on the cheek, electricity ran up his spine and his cheeks grew red. “Let me take you home,” Eddie said, starting the engine of his car.

“So, what do I owe you?” You asked, strapping your seatbelt in as he drove off.

Eddie smirked in your direction. “A date,” Eddie said. “I’ll take you on a date except this time it’ll be the best date of your life.”

You couldn’t help but giggle, “I can’t wait.”

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