#he has a v nice jawline <33

[luvfae]

BLIND DATE

summary: no 33, first date. from my scenario prompt list.

fandom: daisy jones & the six

parings: eddie roundtree x f reader, karen sirko x friend reader

warnings: swearing, alcohol use, smut, unprotected sex, p in v, fingering

a/n: rising from the dead because there’s a serious daisy jones & the six smut shortage. i’m here to solve all your problems, send in requests you can see which characters i write for here

“He’s a nice guy, Y/N,” your friend, Karen Sirko, said to you, a smile on her face. “I promise.”

You gave Karen a blank look. “Last time you said that to me the man ended up crying mid date because I was wearing the same perfume as his ex,” you said, arms crossing over your chest.

Karen laughed. “But this time I mean it,” Karen said. “He’s in my band, Y/N. Just trust me.”

“Whatever,” you sighed, opening the car door and stepping out. You were wearing your favourite outfit, your hair done nicely, thanks to Karen. “If this goes bad you owe me a drink.”

Karen rolled her eyes. “Have fun!” She yelled before driving off, leaving you no choice but to go inside this restaurant and find your date.

Karen hadn’t told you much, all you know is he’s got blond hair, he’s the bass player in the band Karen’s apart of, his name is Eddie and apparently, he’s a really good guy.

You looked around, there was people everywhere. Most people were in groups of two’s, three’s or even more. There was an exception of two people who were sat alone, one was a red haired boy who was half way through his meal and the other a blond boy, tapping his foot as he waited.

Obviously it wasn’t the red haired boy. You took a deep breath and walked over to the blond boy, praying to God this was Eddie and not some random guy.

“Eddie?” You asked, grabbing his attention, his eyes shot up to meet yours and you swear you died and went to heaven.

“You must be Y/N,” Eddie said, standing up, his chair scraping against the floorboards as he moved to give you a hug. “Karen has told me so much about you. She didn’t mention how beautiful you are though.”

You smiled bashfully, rolling your eyes as you took your seat across from him. “Thank you,” you said.

A few drinks and a meal later, you and Eddie were laughing with one another and getting to know each other. You had told him how you and Karen met and he had told you how he had joined the band. You and Eddie had really hit it off and for once Karen’s blind dating idea was actually working out.

Eddie paid the bill and shortly after you both stood up. “I had a lot of fun,” you smiled at him. Eddie took your hand as you walked out of the restaurant and onto the chilly night air of Los Angeles. “We should do this again sometime soon.”

“Who said the date was over?” Eddie asked with a chuckle. By now you were both drunk, and normally when you got drunk you liked to end the night in your own bed at home, but you just couldn’t leave Eddie’s side. You didn’t want too leave his side. “Wanna come back to my place? Have a few drinks and watch a movie?” He asked.

You smiled, “sure.”

Eddie waved down a cab and soon enough the pair of you were back at his house, which coincidentally was also where Karen lived. You had only been there once, briefly, when Karen was the only one home. You and Eddie were sat on his bed, watching a movie, except the movie had long been forgotten about because his lips were on yours and somehow you had ended up in his lap.

Your fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, undoing all of them and pushing it off of his shoulders. Your clothes came next, Eddie undressing every article of clothing on your body in less than a minute, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. He kicked his jeans off and you pushed him back, flat against the mattress.

“Is this what you were expecting to come out of tonight?” Eddie asked, breathless as your lips trailed along his jawline and neck.

“I thought i’d end up going home tonight and never contacting you again,” you replied, pressing your lips against his once more.

You felt his fingers slip under the hem of your panties. You gasped as his fingertips brushed against your clit, slowly making his way towards your entrance.

“Is that good?” He asked, pushing two digits inside of you. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

“Yes,” you managed to whimper out as his fingers grazed the deepest parts of you. Pressure was building and you could feel your orgasm already approaching, but you weren’t ready yet, you wanted more.

You pushed his boxers down, his dick popping free from the fabric. You slipped away from his fingers and looked him in the eye as you aligned yourself with him. Eddie’s hands landed on your hips, guiding you down onto him.

His fingers clamped around the skin of your hips, Eddie’s fingers turning white from the grip he had on you. “Fuck,” you whispered, legs shaking as he filled you thick.

You moved your hips back and forth over and over again, gaining momentum with each move. Eddie was starstruck, too busy listening to the pretty sounds coming out of your mouth to even make a noise.

You switched from back and forth movements to bouncing up and down, skin slapping against skin until your calves started to burn and your vision started to blur. Eddie shoved his hand over your mouth, keeping you quiet.

“You’re being so loud, sweetheart,” He whispered. “You’re gonna wake the whole house up.”

You looked down at him, crying into the palm of his hand as your orgasm washed over you, growing so tired and weak that you collapsed onto his chest, whimpering into Eddie’s ear.

“Aw, are you all fucked out, huh?” He teased, you nodded your head, eyes fluttering shut. “Well I haven’t came yet so…” Eddie’s hips snapped up into yours, making you yelp. “You’re gonna have to keep it up for a little while longer.”

Eddie fucked himself into you, hitting angles that he wasn’t before. You kept your lips on his neck, sucking bruises into his skin to keep the sinful noises that desperately wanted to escape your lips in.

“Good girl,” he whispered, hands tangling through your hair.

You moved your mouth towards his ear. “Thank you,” you whispered, tears brimming your eyes. You were so sensitive but so needy at the same time. You didn’t want it to stop but you needed it to before it became overwhelming.

You pressed your lips against his, shoving your tongue inside of his mouth, moving your hips in time with his and it didn’t take long for Eddie’s movements to falter and his hips to start stuttering and you felt him finish inside of you.

There was not much talking after that, in fact you didn’t even get dressed, didn’t even move. The pair of you woke up the next morning fully naked, on top of each other, stone cold sober.

After the initial shock, you got up, changed back into your clothes from last night. “I really have to go,” you said with a smile as Eddie tried to convince you to stay.

“Well come back later,” Eddie begged. “Please?”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine,” you said before shoving your feet into your shoes. “I’ll come back later on tonight.”

Eddie smiled, triumphantly and you blew him a kiss as you walked out his bedroom door, hoping to sneak out of the house before anyone woke up. But right as you rounded the corner into the kitchen you came face to face with Karen.

Karen’s eyes widened upon seeing you, makeup smudged around your face, your hair ruined. She nearly choked on her coffee.

“I’m assuming it went well?” Karen asked with a smirk.

“Yeah…” You cleared your throat, your skin heating up. “It went great.”

“I told you so,” Karen laughed.

“Now leave me alone, i’m doing my walk of shame,” you said, pushing the front door open. “But i’ll be back tonight!” You yelled, waving goodbye to her.

Karen laughed, shaking her head.

#daisy jones and the six #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie roundtree x you #eddie roundtree x y/n #eddie roundtree smut

[oflofticries]

( martin sensmeier , cis man , he/him ) — one day the sea will sing of KOVA WILDER, the thirty-six year old farmer from the town of cynefin. there will be verses about sarcastic quips made in a low tone, barely noticeable; dodging conversations one does not wish to have in the moment; nights spent gasping awake and mornings revealing your weary, shadowed eyes; missing those you should not be wanting or needing; hands stained and fingernails packed with the dirt of the earth, the same dirt you were raised upon  in the hums of their hymn, about a person who is trained in the magic of khemia. the land will know them as someone hard-working and steadfast, but perhaps, you’ll hear the old crones hiss that they are cynical and aloof. only the shadows of the ocean floor will bear witness to the truth. ╱ eliza, 33, she/her, cst.

i. basics FULL NAME: kova kaskae wilder. NICKNAMES: ko. AGE / D.O.B.: thirty-six / august 29th. GENDER / PRONOUNS: cis man / he & him. ORIENTATIONS: bisexual biromantic. MARITAL STATUS: separated. OCCUPATION: farmer. HOMETOWN: cynefin, clwyd-isle. RESIDENCE: the farm that has belonged to his father's side of the family for precisely five generations.

ii. physical EYE COLOR: brown. HAIR COLOR: black. HEIGHT: 6 ft even. DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: cropped hair, occasionally rocks a five o' clock shadow or a fuller beard depending on how he's feeling. strong jawline, sturdily built figure, eyes that cut at you in annoyance if you're being an asshole. you don't want to be on that side of this expression, trust me. FASHION STYLE: farmer chic. a lot of the clothing you would expect to see a working man don. white cotton shirts and simple pairs of slacks paired with boots, and the occasional pair of overalls if he's feeling particularly daring. kova has exactly one (1) nice outfit that he saves for special occasions but there haven't particularly been any as of late.

iii. psychological POSITIVE TRAITS: disciplined, resourceful, observant, decisive, appreciative. NEGATIVE TRAITS: impatient, reserved, quiet, sarcastic, hard-headed. ZODIAC: virgo. MBTI TYPE: istj. TEMPERAMENT: melancholic. EDUCATION: he studied at verum for a time before ultimately returning back to the family and his farm. SKILLS: planting, harvesting, wrangling animals - abilities you would find a farmer with. however, he's adept with his khemia, despite not receiving the full education from verum. besides that, he's good with sewing, enjoys horseback riding and fishing. he plays the violin shockingly well for a farm boy, probably thanks to his mother's attempts at bringing her socialite ways to the town. MAGIC: decomposition khemia.

iv. familial MOTHER: ahnah wilder (deceased.) FATHER: albert wilder (deceased.) SIBLINGS: none. CHILDREN: yura wilder, daughter. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: catherine wilder, wife (separated - he has no idea of her current location.)

v. summary tw: cheating, death a man who never feels as much as home as he does in the fields of the farm where he was born and raised, despite it having an array of difficult memories. he was never close with either one of his parents, more so the animals he took care of and the crops he tended to. they were older, weary, not in a place of having a child. but there he was, anyway. the wilder name became well known in the town for a number of reasons, not all of them good - particularly when his mother was caught with another man. and then another. and then a third. the blowups in the wilder family home weren't as intense as they should have been. instead, it seemed that kova was the only one truly upset about the happenings, while his father remained silent on the matter. his khemia sparked and it offered him a chance to study, get away from the pain of his dysfunctional family. of course, verum wasn't exactly what he pictured and he didn't enjoy it as much as he desperately wanted to. in the end, he went back home after only three years of study despite the potential to leave everything he knew for good. the reason? his mother falling ill, needing a caretaker while his father worked the fields, or vice versa. they shared the duties up until her death. he never did ask his father why he put up with the cheating and the lies. no, kova would learn for himself after he settled down with a lady, got hitched and brought her to the place he was so very proud of, that he fixed up himself over the years when his father became too old to do much. of course, it wouldn't happen until they had another person in the mix, a little girl with big, bright eyes and dark, shiny hair. his heart hurt for her more than his own when catherine became fed up with the life and the struggling, first dumping the truth on him of her affair and then leaving for parts unknown. like father, like son. isn't that the way it goes? vi. headcanons i. he doesn't believe he's a good father or can give his daughter really anything that she needs, mostly because he has no idea how to raise a little girl on his own. ii. he finds it hard to really get close to anyone, mostly because of the rumors that went around town and the whispers that followed thanks to his mother's actions. kova himself wasn't exactly talkative before this, taking after his father mostly, with a fairly large portion of his mother's... sass coming out in his own sarcasm. iii. he's fallen in love exactly once and it was not with his wife, though he hoped their union would bring some sort of deeper love between them instead of just filling the loneliness the both of them had without each other. they cared for each other, trusted each other. but it wasn't the once in a lifetime love that he'd overheard women talk about. funny that she'd end up leaving him, right? iv. he loves his khemia. absolutely adores it. part of him hopes that his daughter's magic will spark up, though he's scared for when it does because it means she'll leave him, though she won't be going very far at least. v. once he makes a decision, it's nearly impossible to change his mind. others have tried and failed. good luck if you wish to change that streak. vii. wanted connections family members of his wife who either hate him or know he's doing his Best - or extended connections of his own family / verum folks who studied when he did that he keeps in loose contact with / people he's known his whole life in cynefin, even if they aren't friends / folks who work on the farm when he needs the extra hands / anything!!!

#verum:intro #tumblr is actually the worst bc til that there's a word limit :)))) #i'm v excited though!!! #will tag drop later #cheating cw #death cw

[lovemesomesurveys]

1. Sexual orientation. Straight. 

2. What I’m really bad at. Adulting. Life. 

3. The one person whose arms I’d like to be in. I’m good.

4. My best first date. Coffee and bookstore dates with Ty.

5. A description of my self-esteem. It’s shit.

6. Who my best friends are. My mom.

7. My favorite book. I could never choose just one. 

8. Biggest turn-offs. Arrogance and cockiness are definitely up there.

9. A description of my best friend. Hardworking, intelligent, sarcastic, funny, caring, selfless. 

10. My favorite animal. Dogs and giraffes.

11. Someone I miss. Loved ones who have passed.

12. The reason behind my last breakup. He didn’t want a relationship and he didn’t feel the same way I did about him.

13. What I did yesterday. Went and saw The Invisible Man with my mom and brother, and then later on my mom and I went grocery shopping.

14. What my greatest achievement is. Uhh.

15. A description of the person I dislike most. Well, I hate myself.

16. My 5 favorite songs currently: Say So by Doja Cat Stay by Post Malone No Time to Die by Billie Eilish Can’t Help but Wait by Trey Songz Slow Down by Bobby V

17. How my last kiss went down. I don’t remember to be perfectly honest. It was so long ago now.

18. What I find attractive in the preferred sex. Physical stuff like nice eyes, smile, jawline, arms, hands, stomach, but a good personality is most important and can add to a person’s attractiveness. If they can play piano or guitar and/or sing...that’s a big plus.

19. All of the pets I’ve ever had. Dogs, fish, hamsters. 

20. Favorite flavor of ice cream. Strawberry, mint chocolate chip, and cake batter. It’s been a few years since I’ve had ice cream, though. I used to really love froyo. I’d add all kinds of toppings.

21. The one place I want to be right now. Vacationing somewhere nice near a beach.

22. The meanest thing anyone has ever said to me. No one has said anything worse than the things I constantly tell myself.

23. Where I have lived before. This city for most of my life, but very briefly in another when I was a baby.

24. I’ll love you if… You bring me coffee and wings. ha.

25. What are my future plans? I don’t know.

26. An internal conflict I have with myself. There’s always a (losing) war going on in my head.

27. What I’m doing tomorrow. I don’t have any plans. 

28. What I want to be when I get older. I would like to be in a better place health wise, physically and mentally. That would be nice. Be a functioning adult... 

29. Most embarrassing moment. My life.

32. A description of the boy or girl I like. I’m not interested in anyone right now. 33. What I love most about myself. Blah.

35. What bands I’ve seen live. I’ve seen a few.

36. How many kids I want in the future. Zero.

37. My idea of a perfect date. Coffeeshop dates are cute.

38. What I’m really good at. Blaaaah.

39. Most traumatic experience. The incident that made me a paraplegic. 

40. Where I would like to live. Somewhere with actual autumns and winters and not miserable, long summers.

43. My relationship with my sibling(s). My younger brother and I are close. My older brother and I don’t have any issues or anything, but we’re just not as close.

44. All the pets I’ve ever had. ...You asked this.

46. My biggest worry currently. Always health stuff. 

47. Something I’ve wished for repeatedly. Better health.

50. What my last text message says. I don’t feel like checking.

51. What I hate most about myself. That’s a long list.

52. Biggest turn-ons. The stuff I listed earlier that I find attractive. Neck kisses, too. Also guys in suits and who smell good. 

53. What words upset me the most. Hmm.

54. What I hate/hated the most about school. I just got really stressed and overwhelmed easily.

#personal #text #survey #surveys