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“Please get me away from him. He hasn’t left me alone all night and I am this close to committing a murder.” with Clyde?

I really liked this idea 😂 I hope you like this blurb ❤️

You sat at the bar, nursing a glass of water and a headache. Unsure of why you’d agreed to this. You couldn’t think of a single reason as to why you did, other than the fact that Mellie had planned it here and if the date didn’t go as well as you hoped, you could gawk at Clyde until last call.

So when this guy, you couldn't even remember his name at this point— showed up and talked and talked and talked about his hobbies, his interests, his achievements. You couldn’t even get a word in and if you did he just ignored it. You decided to ditch the water for something stronger.

You sat through another hour of this date. Watching as Clyde handed you a plate of cheese fries that you definitely didn’t order. He sent a wink your way and you looked at him, pleadingly. Please end my misery. Maybe he sensed your growing annoyance. After serving the last of his patrons, he leaned on the counter in front of you two- listening to him talk until his attention turned to you. “Can I get ya anything else?”

“Out of here.” You mumbled, downing the rest of your drink. You were about to either strangle yourself or your date, and you didn’t want the felony. “Please?” You tapped the bar gently with your fingernails and Clyde just rolled his eyes. Mellie had tried to set up every single one of her friends with this mess of a guy and frankly he was annoyed she tried doing that to you. The only girl who’d been keeping his eye for the past year.

Clyde refilled both of your drinks, accidentally knocking over your date’s drink into his lap. With a jump and a few curses on Clyde’s name and a refusal of Clyde’s apology. Clyde just winked at you when he’d gone off to the bathroom to clean up, was your time to get out of here.

You leaned over the bar and kissed Clyde on the cheek, “thank you.” You say softly and start heading for the door. “And thanks for the fries!” You wave.

The next morning, you might have gotten Clyde’s phone number from Mellie, and you may have worked the courage up to ask him on an actual date.

#clyde logan #clyde x reader #clyde logan x reader #glassbxttles adcu #I love clyde being the one that gets you out of bad dates

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Hi friends! below the cut will be all of the information you need for my celebration!

my inbox will be open for two weeks for One Year Celebration requests!

i’ll be writing and posting as i finish them!

the masterlist will be posted on February 2nd

i’ll be including some prompt lists if you’d like to choose from those! but feel free to request anything (within reason) you’d like!

please avoid topics that contain the use of guns and alcohol is possible— thank you!

let me just express how thankful i am for the friends this blog has brought me, especially my best friend and main supporter, @peachyproserpina. i am so thankful for this community of creators, the talent in this fandom, the kindness that is spread throughout much of your hearts. you all have helped me grow as a person and a writer. i appreciate every single person that has been in my corner for the past year— here’s to another one!

below i’ve included some prompt lists! enjoy the celebration ❤️

Falling Out of Love/Break Up || Horror || Idiots in Love || 2021 Kintober || Master Prompt List

#glassbxttless #glassbxttless adcu #one year of glassbxttless #blogiversary #glassbxttles blogiversary

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Favorite Ladies

Thank you for tagging me! @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather and @hopeamarsu

Rules: List your 10 favorite ladies from your favorite fandoms.

I actually don’t have any other fandoms I’m into other than the ADCU lol, but here are my top ten favorite lady characters from movies!

Catwoman

Lara Croft

Selene

Cleopatra

Elizabeth Swann

Rose

Miranda

Anna Valerious

Maleficent

Clever Girl

Tagging some Leading Ladies: @babbushka @finn-ray-nal-beads @maybe-your-left @direnightshade @sacklerscumrag @roanniom @mariesackler @daydreamsofren @clydesducktape @ohdamnadamm @clydesfavoritegirl @contesa-lui-alucard @cas-backwards-tie @barbers-glimmerin-darlin @caillea @glassbxttles

And Everyone else who wants to join in!

#funny #movies #beauty

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Clyde: Clyde loved the boudoir photo book you’d given him for your anniversary. Every page just made him harder and harder, especially when the last few pages were just you. He loved the photos of you in those strappy heels he’s learned to love so much. The matching black panties. He couldn’t contain himself when he got that book out to look at.

Flip: Flip had a few photos he’d taken of you on his phone early in the mornings. You’d fallen asleep the night before, his flannel dangling off of your shoulders. Your chest is usually out of it and maybe you weren’t under the blanket. He loves those sleepy little photos. They were so natural and so unposed.

Sackler: titty pics, titty pics, titty pics. When you wanted to give Adam an extra good day, you’d pull your shirt up— with a bra or not— and snap a picture to send to him. He’d usually tell you to be ready for him when he got home. And you always were.

Daniel: Daniel loved the photos you took with him. When he was buried deep inside of you and you’d reach over, grab your phone, and snap a photo of where your two bodies met. He loved when you took photos of his mouth on you, of the marks he made. He loved the silly little selfies together after. The ones you’d be kissing in and you could see a little bit of your boobs. He loved the pictures you let him grab your ass for. He loved seeing his hands on you. Because he was your good boy and he wanted to know it.

Rick: Rick loved Polaroids. He loved when you got yourself all done up for him. Bare skin, fixed up hair, your makeup done for the Gods— or for him— he loved when you took them yourself. The angles you’d take them at, drawing attention to your chest, ass, and thighs. Especially your thighs.

#glassbxttles hcs #Clyde Logan #flip zimmerman #adam sackler #Daniel Jones #Rick Smolan #clyde x reader #flip x reader #sackler x reader #Daniel x reader #rick x reader #glassbxttles adcu #i love my adcu

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Clyde Logan x Reader Summary: Just a few thoughts on Clyde being a dad to Benjamin (established here) strewn together from my brain. Word Count: 858

The day you gave birth was hectic. You had scheduled your cesarean on the 15th, narrowly avoiding your Friday the 13th due date. Clyde wouldn’t have it. Too much bad luck t’be playin’ around with that, honey.

So you took leisure in packing and double checking both yours and Clyde’s bag the night before. A hand resting on your belly. Clyde brought you a glass of orange juice and some toast, reminding you you wouldn’t be able to eat soon.

He pressed a few gentle kisses on your swollen tummy. This was one of the last times he’d see you so full. 

The morning of the 15th went smoothly. You and Clyde arrived at the hospital, met the staff that were going to be taking care of you, and then were able to get you both dressed and prepped for your little nugget to enter this big world. Clyde was perfect. He sat right by your head, whispering words of encouragement. Once the surgery had started, Clyde was able to stand, against the wishes of the doctor, to peek at where his son was being born. 

Clyde usually doesn’t cry, but the tears that fell as he watched your son take his first breath, couldn’t be stopped. “You did amazin’ honey bee.” He whispers to you, as Benjamin was placed on your chest. Your arms weren’t able to move, from the partial anesthesia, shaking uncontrollably from the epidural. Clyde’s flesh hand was on him though, quicker than you could’ve imagined. “Shhh, we’ve got him.” He whispered to you, pressing a few kisses against your head as the nurse you’d passed your phone to snapped a few photos of your first moments as a family of three. 

-

That whole first week was new territory that neither of you had ever ventured into. Clyde’s partial arm had Benjamin tucked up tight against his body as he eyed the television, you both were exhausted. Top Chef was on and you’d been watching it as you made dinner. Your mind buzzing off the pain medication you’d been given and love for your two best boys.

Clyde tipped a beer to his lips, Ben was asleep. You didn’t think it would ever be better than this. 

At bedtime, Clyde was the one tucking Ben into his bassinet. It was a few feet from your bed, isolated into what you two made Ben’s Corner. He was the one humming soft show tunes to your little one. Clyde had seemed to never be afraid of anything, until then. Every single thing had him on edge, fearing he just might be so unlucky to have Ben, ripped from him.

You soothed his nightmares with calming words and gentle kisses, but nothing calmed him down like sitting in the rocking chair with Benny in his arms. When you had suggested naming the baby after him, his whole chest got hot. He tried to stop you, “Darlin’ I ain’t anything special. He needs his own name.” And that’s when Clyde brought Ben up to you. You used the full name Benjamin and Clyde had given in, with you attaching Clyde to the middle. You couldn’t imagine him being named anything else. It fit him perfectly.

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When Ben started growing older, Clyde started watching the way he spoke. He was cleaning up his act. He didn’t want Benjamin picking up the wrong idea. You watched the way they played together, Clyde was lying in the grass as Ben picked up rocks, showing each one to his dad. You smiled. If you could hear them, you’d know Clyde was telling him all about each one, in hopes he’d teach him something to hold onto. 

You knew just how far Clyde’s intelligence spanned, and you knew that he turned to putty any time Ben asked him for help with a word or what made the leaves green. Clyde always took his time explaining, and if he didn’t know the answer, they would look it up together.

“Daddy?” Ben whispered quietly when you stepped onto the back patio to sit on the swing and read by yourself in the cool breeze, sipping a lemonade as you went. Maybe you just wanted to get a better look at Clyde teaching your son all that he knew about. Maybe you wanted to hear Ben’s small voice asking for help. Maybe you wanted to bask in the fact that this was your family. You were the Logan’s, and you got to watch Clyde change from a bashful teenager, to a vet, to a family man. Clyde knew no other joy than getting to be Ben’s dad and your husband.

“Hm?” Clyde smiled, propping himself up on his partial arm. A rock that Ben had dropped in front of him was in his hand.

“I love you.” Ben grins as he settles down, leaning against Clyde’s belly as he lays there. Clyde smiles, glancing over at you. He wanted another baby.

“I love you too, bud.” Clyde kisses the top of his head, going back to teaching Ben about his rocks. There was a smile toying on his lips, and Clyde never let out smiles like that. Your heart clenched. You both needed another baby.

|| part one || part two || part three || part four ||

#clyde logan #clyde logan x reader #clyde x reader #idk how to tag lol #this is sweet but i also hate it #we love benny logan here #honey bee x clyde logan #youre honey bee btw #i love clyde hes my comfort #clyde def has a breeding kink #okay im truly sorry for this #glassbxttles adcu

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I accidentally messed up your ask 😅 but of course you can sweetheart! I hope this does you justice!

Could I request a quiet Valentine's Day in with sweet bear Clyde Logan?? 🥰

♡ Clyde wasn’t one for the theatrics of Valentine’s Day. He just really didn’t see the point of getting all dolled up to go out just for dinner.

♡ But he really enjoyed you both lounging around in your day old pjs. Your hair thrown up messily and his prosthetic plugged into an outlet somewhere.

♡ You both made dinner quietly, a soft hum coming from the stereo as you minced and he sautéed. Neither of you had to say a word, other than a happy Valentine’s Day early that morning.

♡ You spent dinner on your sofa, watching whatever rom com you could get him to agree to and you pleasantly kissed every now and again, remembering that tonight was a night just for the two of you.

♡ You didn’t make any special plans to dress up or buy any special lingerie. Clyde didn’t see much of a point in it anyway. He thought you were just as gorgeous without all the special accessories.

♡ Maybe Clyde had a twinkle in his eye every time he caught your gaze. Every time you ran your hands up his chest and squeezed his shoulders, his heart felt like it skipped. No matter how many years you two did this, his feelings would never change.

♡ You spent the night talking late about everything you appreciated about the other. Was your tradition you could say. No fancy dinners. No fancy clothes. Just you, Clyde, an aged bottle of whiskey, and your thoughts of one another.

#glassbxttles hcs #clyde logan #glassbxttles adcu #clyde x reader #clyde logan x reader #honey bee x clyde logan #i love my adcu #valentines day asks #glassbxttles valentines day #Valentine’s day with Cece’s ADCU #submission

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Meeting Clyde HCs

♡ The first time you spoke to Clyde is when he invited you to his junior prom. He didn’t really want to go, but Jimmy was and he would be damned if Jimmy showed him up again.

♡ You accepted, only because you’d been dreaming about that day since you laid eyes on Clyde Logan three years before when you were all hormones and buck teeth.

♡ Clyde started walking you to your classes everyday from then on, each of you talking and getting to know one another. Hushed little conversations at your locker and quick good luck kisses on the cheek before Clyde would go to baseball practice.

♡ The day prom rolled around, Mellie helped you get all dolled up, hair, makeup, the dress alike. Clyde didn’t wear anything fancy. Just nice slacks and a plain red dress shirt to match that velvet red dress you’d squeezed yourself into.

♡ The second he laid eyes on you, he knew he was in love.

♡ And the minute you saw that dopey love drunk smile on his face, you knew you’d marry him. He couldn’t be any more perfect than he was.

#clyde logan #clyde logan x reader #clyde x reader #glassbxttles adcu #glassbxttles hcs #i love clyde hes my comfort #wish i could go to prom with clyde logan

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For Flip can you do "i didn't think you were into that." "next time we get into an argument, i'm reminding you that i took your virginity."

I struggle with the argument part, but I hope this little blurb is okay! Flip is so fun to write for!

Word Count: 479

Warnings: actirasty, daddy!kink

You laid a towel out on the grass in the backyard, shimmying out of your shorts and panties, placing them next to your towel. You also stripped Flip’s flannel, placing it in the pile as you laid on your towel— front side up.

You remember talking with Flip and his friends a few nights ago about fetishes and kinks. You knew Flip had a minor virginity kink. He never came outright and said it, but when you’d mentioned that little bit to him when you first started dating— he was all fucking over it. you knew he loved when you called him daddy. And he knew you loved the fucking sun, after that stupid line came out of his mouth, “I didn’t know you were into something like that.”

When you could just lay out in the grass, naked as the day you were born and just bask in the warm rays, your heart would speed up. The place between your thighs, that Flip oh so loved to be, would get so slick it didn’t feel like there was any friction when you moved your legs.

And sometimes you sat out here and waited for Flip to get home. Tweaking your nipples into tight little peaks, gasping at the way it felt to rub at your clit. Your body warmed by the sun.

And sometimes Flip would see you in the backyard, relaxing behind the confines of your privacy fence touching yourself and holding off on cumming until he gave you the permission. He’d strip himself off and crawl up between your legs, ready to give you exactly what you’d been waiting on.

But right now, you laid there by yourself, listening to the hum of the neighbors mowing their lawn— unbeknownst to what you were doing. Each and every golden ray on your skin felt heavenly. You rubbed with two fingers, upwards in little circles— You needed Flip. You needed him to yell at you and tell you just who took you for the first time. Just who tore your virtue to shreds. You needed Flip’s hands, to feel his skin. To watch his skin turn a gorgeous gold as the sun set. You two would cum together then.

But you couldn’t have that, Flip was at work and he wasn’t coming home tonight. So your guy Helios, had to do the job. Thinking of the way Flip’s beard rubbed against your skin as he kissed and pushed and grabbed at your hands, your chest, your hips, pushed you over the edge.

And you’re cumming, back arched and rubbing yourself through the high. You lick your fingers clean, and push yourself up to turn over. Let your tan hit your backside. But you notice Flip standing in the sliding glass doorway, leaning on the frame. Bulge in his pants on full display. “Did daddy say you could cum?”

@sacklerscumrag @mrs-zimmerman @d-dark-thoughts-girl @xjsteph @fizzywoohoo @candycanes19 @safarigirlsp

#glassbxttles adcu #flip Zimmerman #flip x reader #flip Zimmerman x reader #tw: actirasty #tw: daddy kink

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Can you please use this promo for Flip?

"this isn't adrenaline, i want to spend my life with you."

Thank you!

I’ve written a lot of Flip recently and I’ve loved the character I’ve molded him into so far 😂 I hope you enjoy this.

Warnings: home invasion, flip shoots someone

It started off like any other night. You made dinner for Flip, he came home a bit later than he thought but you’d still ate together. Both of you still took your showers, still crawled into bed, and still went to sleep pressed up against one another.

But what wasn’t like any other night was you and Flip waking up to a window breaking down the stairs. “What was that?” You asked quietly as Flip got out of bed. He peeked out of your bedroom window to the ground beneath and he didn’t see anything.

“I don’t know.” Flip yawned, sleep still trying to settle into his bones, “I’ll go check, yeah?” He reached into the side table to pull his gun out, “just stay in bed.”

And Flip was walking down the hall, gun up and on alert. When he heard rustling in the kitchen cabinets and saw glass on the floor in the living room, he knew exactly what had happened.

You sat in your bedroom, just like Flip had said— but you called the station to have someone sent out. You weren’t just going to sit there, you were halfway through: “it’s Flip Zimmerman’s Hou—” when you heard three gunshots.

Your ears started ringing, your heart started pumping, you dropped the phone and flung your bedroom door open. Flip was on the ground, bleeding from his left shoulder. There was another body face down on the ground in your kitchen. You were on autopilot, running over to Flip and asking what he needed. Your hands covered in blood as you applied pressure on his wound.

You weren’t allowed at Flip’s house for weeks afterwards and when he was discharged from the hospital, you two were holding up in your apartment. Sitting on the couch you both were just watching tv. Flip was on suspended duty at work for the time being and you both now always had the extra time in the evening. “Marry me.” He mumbles into your hair.

You raised up from his chest, looking at him and scanning his face for any sign of retracting. “What?”

“Marry me.” He says again. “That night really got me thinking… I don’t want to wait any longer. Every second with you is a gift and I can’t lose another one. I want to spend my life with you. I want to wake up with you and go to sleep with you. I want our Mail to say Mr. and Mrs. Zimmerman. I want us to do this.”

“Okay.” You whispered quietly. “I don’t wanna lose you either.”

#glassbxttles adcu #flip Zimmerman #flip x reader #flip zimmerman x reader #tw: gun violence #tw: death #tw: home invasion

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“You give me a reason to be better, to do better.” Can you please do something with this and Flip? Thank you taking requests! :)

I really liked this prompt! I don’t think I did it justice with this. Flip has a little bit of an anger issue.

Warnings: nothing really but a vase gets broken

“You don’t fucking get it. I’m on the back burner in your life and you don’t have time for me these days.” You shook your head as you grabbed a few of your things to pack into your overnight bag. You had fat, hot tears running down your cheeks as you packed them away. “You don’t fucking get that this isn’t okay.”

Flip was pacing behind the couch, trying not to kick the table behind it as he did. You flinched when you heard a vase hit the wall, shattering into millions of tiny fragments.

Your breath hitched, looking up at Flip's gaze. “I don’t get it?” He was gritting his teeth. “I bust my ass to get it.” He frowns and places his hands on the table top, clutching the edge of it. “You don’t get that. I do all that I can to keep you here. Keep you fucking safe. That’s why I don’t tell you this stuff, Y/N. You don’t need to be in any part of what I do. It’s not safe.”

You shook your head a bit, watching as his knuckles turned white. You were afraid he was gonna bust the table with that grip. “You and I.. what makes you think—”

“Because, I love you.” Flip’s voice was shaky. “I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone else. I don’t want you in this.”

“If you loved me, you’d let me in!” You were shouting now. He was shouting. You were tired of being Flip’s second option.

“You give me a reason, Y/N.” He was pacing again. “A reason to wake up in the morning. A reason to come home safe at night. You give me a reason to be a fucking better person and I won’t let anyone take that away from me.” Flip frowns. He’s been trying, really hard, to keep you in the dark about his investigation. He didn’t need to give anyone any leverage over him— or have someone hurt you. “You’ve just gotta trust me, birdie.” His eyes were glossy, any minute they’d spill over. “I can’t lose you over this. You’ve just gotta trust me.”

“You always keep me so shut out...” you whisper to him and he stops, clenching his fists around the table again. “I want to help you, you’re so strung up and you won’t let me just help you.” You sniffles. “You don’t make time for me.”

“I’ll be better.” He says with a heavy sigh. “Come home on time, do those masks with you or whatever you want in the evenings… just trust me… I can’t lose my reason to smile.” He cracks a small one at that point, opening his arm for you.

“You broke my vase and you want a fucking hug?” You wipes the tears from your eyes. “You’re an asshole.”

“But I’m your asshole.” Flip mumbles softly and you just roll your eyes, hiding your face in his chest. “I promise— you won’t feel like this again… gonna treat you better, doll.”

#glassbxttles adcu #flip zimmerman x reader #flip zimmerman #flip x reader #flip might have an anger issue #he breaks a vase and THATS a little much

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Hey, Cece!

What about this prompt: “I can’t talk to cute people, okay? I don’t know how to flirt!”

With our chaotic bf Sackler?

Have a good day

Okay, I also do not know how to flirt so thank god my partner just vibes with it— so this one was a bit, difficult? To write and I’m not sure if it’s 100% what would go down? I tried!

Adam’s heart was racing and he felt like he had two heavy lead feet as he saw you again on his run. You two had crossed paths a lot these past few months and it wrung his head up enough to get him seeing double every time.

“Hey stranger!” Your smile was as bright as the sun way, no doubt your eyes crinkling up under those sunglasses. Adam nodded, waving as he slowed to a stop.

“Hey kid.” His tongue felt like it was twisted in knots. He never knew what to say to you. Sounding stupid was all he could think about. “Where to today?”

“Could ask you the same?” You laughed as you took him in, his shorts were just a little too short and his bare upper chest was the tell. “But I’m assuming your heading home after?” You chuckled as Adam started to nod. “That’s too bad. Was thinking we’d get lunch after.”

He made a sound he’d never made before, opening his mouth and closing it— he looked like a fucking fish. He rolls his eyes in his head and promptly seals his lips for a moment to collect his thoughts. “Lunch would be— nice, okay? Yeah?” He pushes his hair away from his face. “Yeah.”

You raised an eyebrow, noticing just how rigid his body language had become. “You don’t have to agree if you’re not into me. Just thought I’d give it a go.” You shrugged.

He was shaking his head then. Trying to make words come out as his cheeks heated up. “No— no. You’re beautif— Uh, I am into you, in fact I’d like to be in— fucking hell.” He rubs over his face for a moment as you smiled. “This is why I don't try to flirt… I’d love to get lunch.. with you. Together.”

“Alright, Sackler.” You smiled, placing in your earbuds. “Let’s go back to your place then?” You adjusted your leggings and your sports bra a bit, winking at him as he just nods, starting your run back to his apartment.

You all never made it to lunch that day. But you’d take the alternative every chance you got.

#glassbxttles adcu #adam sackler x reader #adam sackler #sackler x reader #Sackler can’t flirt and neither can I

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“Do you talk to your mother with that mouth?” with Flip please?

This would’ve made a great smut prompt, and maybe I’ll elaborate more on this one for it later 👀

Thanks for requesting!

You’d been having such a good night out with your friends. You were singing along with the jukebox and knocking back drinks. The air was crisp from the chilly autumn air outside of the door.

Your friend group was entranced by the group of detectives that frequented the bar. They were loud, handsome, and always wanting to buy the girls drinks. All besides the one you’d caught your eye on— more like your ear.

He was usually quiet when he first entered the bar, you’d noticed and pieced together that much over your frequent shared visits throughout the past few months. But once he started feeling that burn, and his inhibitions got a bit fuzzy, his mouth was spurting all sorts of obscenities.

You lean on the bar, laughing at something a friend of yours had said. And then you saw that detective leaning on the bar to order his own drink. “Look at this.” He says as he looks you over, “wouldn’t mind getting to know you, sweetheart.” You stepped forward a little, tucking back your hair as you looked him over.

He was charming, swoon-worthy— if you will. He leans his head down a bit, raising his eyebrows before he knocks back another after a friend of his whispered something his way. “Fucking Christ, s’a good one.”

You laughed. “You kiss your mama with that mouth?” You sipped your drink as he cracked a smile. “Should be ashamed of yourself.” Your own smile toying at your lips.

“Let me trouble ya for a dance, little bird.” He smiled softly, holding his hand out for you. You glanced back at your friends, who were egging you on. Knowing just how long you’ve been fawning over this big lump of flannel and brown eyes. “Name’s Flip.”

You took his hand and smiled, “Y/N.”

After a few dances, both of you ready to tear your clothes off the other, you were laughing drunkenly like you’d known Flip for ages. He was holding onto your waist, laughing as well, just as drunk, as your groups of friends finally coincided.

And you woke up the next morning, holding the sheet over your bare chest in the middle of Flip’s bed— one night stands have never really been your thing, but you’d definitely fucking take this one. You’d been wanting that forever.

“My mama would be proud I’ve got this pretty little one on my arm.” Flip mumbles, face pressed against the pillow. “Huh, birdie?”

And you’ve been inseparable since.

#glassbxttles adcu #flip zimmerman x reader #flip zimmerman #flip x reader #flip x birdie #flip is a cutie #but he’s loud when he’s drunk #and he uses fuck a lot 🤷‍♀️

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Hello, hello! I am back with yet another request, if you’re up for it! 🥰 22. “Stop looking at me like that!” & 29. “I didn’t know you could sing.” for your man Dan, please and thank you! ❤️

Hi! Of course I’m always up for writing for my sweet Daniel 🥺 I really enjoyed this one, as it’s one of my favorite songs and idk just fluff?

Word Count: 500

“I’m kissaphobic, don’t wanna get too close to you.” You sang quietly as you cut into another potato, slicing them into fine chips. “Your mouth is a hurricane, something sweet before the pain.” Your voice trails off into little hums as you oil your pan and place them in quietly.

You could faintly hear the water running from Daniel’s shower and where he was listening to some podcast on mythology. “You’ll loosen your dress, you’ll pull at my neck, and we’ll break what can’t be broken.” Your voice was quiet as you cooked, stirring up and flipping potatoes and steak. “Throwing the Cabernet back.” You grabbed the wine bottle Daniel had brought for dinner and poured two glasses happily, a slight giggle falling through the next line— “in a bright blue Cadillac.”

Daniel’s shower had stopped, his podcast had turned off, but you hadn’t noticed. You were too busy making sure the dinner you got with your love was as perfect as it could be. He had a towel knotted around his waist as he padded down the hall, only stopping with a slightly confused look when he heard your voice, “spin me around, keep me spinning around, swaying to the band. Your fingers are quivering, except when you’re shivering, I wanna hold your hand.”

Daniel leaned on the wall to listen, not wanting to be seen just yet. He didn’t know you could sing that well. You’d both done karaoke drunkenly, but who really sounds good then? “But I can’t get too close to you, my darling. Can't get too close.” You paused for a moment a deep sigh coming from your chest. Daniel wanted to check on you. Make sure you were okay. “And god help me, if I do— you’ll leave me broken hearted.”

Daniel peeked around the corner, watching a tear slide down your cheek. “I didn’t know you could sing like that.” Daniel said as he moved over to the counter, wanting to just wrap you in his arms. He couldn’t bear to just watch you cry, even if he got to listen to your voice.

“Oh— I..” you smiled as you wiped your cheek. “It’s nothing. Just passing the time.” You leaned into his chest, his skin still dewy from his shower and hair damp. “Should go put some clothes on.” You smile.

“I don’t know that song.” He mumbles, pressing a kiss against your head. You shrug only a bit, watching the way his eyes dance over your face. A big dopey grin replacing the small smile. “Was nice though.”

“Stop looking at me like that.” You smile, cheeks heating up. You could feel the heat down to your toes.

“I can’t help it.” Daniel chuckles softly. “I love you. I love that voice.”

“My love.” You look up at him to meet his eyes, your entire face red. “Go get dressed. Dinner’s almost ready.”

He shakes his head and smiles, mimicking an; “I’m kissaphobic—” as he trudged back to your shared bedroom.

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Hi, Cece! May I please request: Foreheads pressed together, breath intertwining, slow, content affection from Prompts List #5 for Ronnie. Thank you! 💕

Let me just say, I love this and I love you 🥺 about just peed myself seeing your user in my asks.

I love fluffy/angsty things so I hope I did you justice for this 💕

Hands touching thighs, skin on skin. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have Ronnie in your life. His smile was a mile wide as he dipped down to capture yet another kiss. It pulled your own smile out, leaning your forehead against his as you breathed.

Your heart felt so full every time you were around him. His heart was three times as big when he was around you. His breath was fanning out over your face as his chest rose and fell with every happy breath he took.

You didn’t feel the need to rush anything. You didn’t need anything more than this. Kissing and smiling. Feeling Ronnie’s hand run up the bare skin of your arm, causing goosebumps in their wake. “I love you, pumpkin. Everything I’ve ever needed.” He whispered to you, heart eyes on full display.

You searched his face for any sign of wavering, thinking that maybe this was just way too good to be true. “I love you too.” Your voice was soft and light, just the way he needed it to be. His fingers dropped down to your hip, drawing small circles as he dips his head down to press a kiss against your collarbone— just relishing the fact that he can touch your skin, hold you, kiss you, whenever he wants— you were his and he was yours.

Your fingers were playing in his hair, holding him to your body with as much feeling as he was pouring out into you. If a few tears slipped down your cheeks, you wouldn’t tell him. You wiped them away just as fast as they fell. You didn’t want anyone to know you were crying because you just loved him so much.

And then you were kissing again, his glasses fogging up slightly from your breath and his. Your noses bumping each other’s with little giggles coming from one another. He’s pushing you down to your back, fitting himself between your legs and hugging around your waist as he nuzzled into you. Just happy and content to be in your arms.

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Charlie: those lingerie photos you send him while he’s at work are his absolute favorite. When you’d set your phone up on the dresser to capture everything from the chin down. His favorite was an emerald set that made your skin just glow. And he loved when he could get his hands and mouth on you. But these pictures you send give him just a glimpse until he can and he’d take that over and over again infinitely.

Ronnie: Ronnie had one specific photo he kept in his wallet. It was one of those artsy photos you’d posed for and were so excited to show him. As much as he loved your body, he loved the way that photo made him remember how big your smile was when you brought the prints in and asked if he wanted to hang it up in his bedroom. Maybe you didn’t know he kept a smaller one in his wallet. But this was his favorite memory. Your smile and your body. He loved every bit.

Phillip: Philly likes ass pics. You could send him a pic of your ass cheeks covered by some pretty lacy panties, and Phillip would be in the bathroom and calling you in .02 seconds. He would ask you if you’re being a good girl, keeping yourself all wrapped up for him to rip open later. You wouldn’t wanna make me upset, would you? You better not touch yourself until I get home.

Matt: Those full body mirror photos. Those got him wound the fuck up. When he’d be in the lunch room at Starkiller, his friends surrounded him, laughing and talking. He would open his phone under the table, and would almost choke on his sandwich. Your fingers pressed between your legs, a camera covering the upper part of your face. Maybe your lips were parted, your chest on full display, your hips looked so delectable. He saved each one you sent to his camera roll, and maybe he would cough and pinch his thigh as hard as he could to will those thoughts down and keep himself at bay.

Jude: Jude had to steal away a moment in the bathroom when he’d find the photos you’d stow away. He adored every curve and dip of your body and that little trick you did of hiding a small Polaroid of you spread wide— just for him— in his lunch box, had it out for him. He felt like a fifteen year old kid with his pants down his thighs as he took care of himself, just wishing he could be there with you.

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First date with Phillip altman ❤💕

I wasn’t sure if you wanted just a first date or your first Valentine’s Day date! So I just wrote about your first date and not Valentine’s Day. Hope that’s okay!

♡ On your first date with Phillip, you two met at the restaurant. Your dress grazed your thighs and the stockings you had on stopped just below it. Phillip waved you over when he saw you, already half into a bottle of cab.

♡ You smiled when he got up to pull the seat out for you, but shook your head. You’d heard all about Phillip from your friends and pats girlfriends of the man himself. Nothing they said really mattered, but it still gave you a bit of insight into your date.

♡ You two chatted for a bit, eating lightly and sipping on wine. He was smiling and laughing at your jokes and his voice wavered just slightly. Hopefully it was just the nerves. You really enjoyed his company.

♡ After dinner you two took a walk through the park. Phillip’s hands were shoved in his pockets as you did, kicking around a rock in front of him. You watched as his cheeks heated up at, “you’re something else, Altman.”

♡ Phillip may have stopped you underneath a street lamp on the sidewalk in the park, the breeze was cool but the night was warm. The sidewalk was heated from the setting sun.

♡ He may have kissed you underneath that street lamp and made you promise him you’d call for another date. It didn’t take you much for that promise.

♡ Phillip walked you to your car and he may have kissed you again before the night was over. You began to drive home, watching him light a cigarette as he walked himself. And you barely made it out of the parking lot before you called him, “when are you free next?”

♡ “I’m free right now.”

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