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kissthesun-gvf · 20 days ago
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Hey!! Not wednesday yet but i had to write this down before i forgot. Last WW you submitted a post abt a threesome with Sam and Danny, and I just thought of this and cant get it out of my head. I was thinking about Sam fucking you missionary, while Danny fucks Sam behind. Like you're laying on your back, legs wrapped around both of them, as Sam pillars back and forth in and out of you while simultaneously fucking back into Danny. I got the image of Sam sitting up a little as he did this, so his back is pressed to Dannys front and seeing Dannys arms wrap over Sams chest. Idk this is weird but just the idea of Sam moving back and forth absolutely consumed by the pleasure of feeling both sensations while also knowing he is pleasing you both at the same time makes my brain short circuit. Danny would coax him on, asking how good you feel around him, but Sam wouldn't be able to speak, moaning through it in bliss. Sorry this one is actually WILD but yeah
...don't ever apologize because yeah that's very hot oh my God. He'd love to be the center of attention too, being absolutely consumed in lust and love and pleasure.
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kissthesun-gvf · 1 month ago
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I’m actually going to blast myself into orbit I cannot handle this.
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kissthesun-gvf · 2 months ago
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i need everything to stop this is NOT FUNNY
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kissthesun-gvf · 3 months ago
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told my roommate the Josh-owning-a-great-Dane lore… she said “awww it’s like when someone gets their cat a slightly smaller cat” 🤡🤡
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kissthesun-gvf · 4 months ago
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Coming this Fall...
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Success & Sacrifice
A Josh Kiszka Halloween fic 🎃
A gracev0609/ @lipstickitty collaboration.
Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, rituals, blood, fictional ancient scripture, dark magic, a hint of possessiveness, mentions of sex, mentions of periods
The things we do for love...
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Upon gazing at the altar his twin had set up in front of him, the flickering candles, the herbs and crystals, the ancient tattered looking book in his lap and the chalice filled with dark liquid, there was one thing that was glaringly obvious. He was performing a ritual.
"W-what are you doing?" Jake stammered watching Josh's hands move in practiced repetition.
"A ritual obviously, my dear brother." He smiled as the tip of the switchblade poked his thumb.
"W-why? What for?"
Josh's eyebrows furrowed," You wanted success correct? I made it happen. Just needed a little blood sacrifice, the ethical way of course."
Now Jake's eyebrows dipped," What does that mean Josh? You didn't ki-"
"No of course not! I'm not a psychopath," he runs his bloodied thumb around the rim of the chalice on the table," You've surely heard the rumors about the women who come to our show, and their periods."
Josh lifts his eyes from the chalice," That's how I get our blood sacrifice Jake."
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kissthesun-gvf · 4 months ago
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HE CAN’T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS
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hi beautifullll x
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kissthesun-gvf · 4 months ago
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BRUDDERS!!!
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shut UP???
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kissthesun-gvf · 5 months ago
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HE’S SPINNIN’ LIKE A BALLERINA
had to slow this bit down x
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kissthesun-gvf · 5 months ago
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so I got bored...
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kissthesun-gvf · 6 months ago
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”he’d say yes to us, baby, wanna go ask him?” IM DEAD ON THE FLOOR😃😃😃
summer nights | drw x f!reader
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Summary: Danny’s wearing those short shorts again. (That’s it. That’s the plot.)
(minors dni. 18+. basically just smut and fluff and lots of dialogue idk. all things considered, it’s *tame* but it is still just pwp so….do with that what you will.)
A/N: here i am, over a year later, with another danny fic 🫣 he’s just!!!! stuck in my brain, okay?!
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It's late by the time the party winds down, leaving just you and Danny by the fire pit. The second Sam cajoles Rosie from her spot where she'd been sleeping on your deck, leashing her for the walk to his car, you'd had your mind made up.
"Want me to lock the door behind me?" Sam asks before he heads inside, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head, then to Danny's. “Think everyone else is gone."
"That would be great, Sammy, thank you," you reply, and you know that it's obvious your mind is elsewhere but you can't seem to bring yourself to care.
Danny had worn those teal shorts tonight, the ones that made his legs look miles long and drew out the color of his tan, and you hadn't been able to keep your eyes— or your hands— off of him.
Usually, Danny was the one who had an arm around your shoulders, or a grip on your thigh, or a hand at your waist. Not that you didn't reciprocate. You were both handsy people- he was just usually already touching you whenever you reached for him. Tonight, though, you couldn't get enough. When he'd leaned forward to pull your chair closer to his so he could stretch an arm out and rest his hand at the back of your neck, thumb swiping into the hairs at your nape, you'd leaned in closer to him, putting your hand on his thigh and scratching your fingernails lightly along his soft skin, through the smattering of darker hair. It was a bit of a stretch with the arms of your big wooden deck chairs between you, but nothing was gonna keep you from touching your boyfriend at the moment.
"Okay?" Danny had asked you quietly, taking a swig out of his beer. He stayed facing the fire, but his eyes trailed to you, his hand squeezing your neck lightly. You hadn't been paying attention to the conversation surrounding you, and he had noticed your distraction.
"Mhmm," you acquiesced, nodding. You were a little tipsy and a whole lot wanting, and decided you didn't want to play coy. You turned your gaze from the fire and let your eyes dance over his face, taking in his features, unable to help the way your eyes flitted to his lips. When you saw his tongue dart out to lick across his bottom lip, you spoke. "Wanna go inside?"
Danny barely suppressed his bark of laughter, turning to look at you incredulously. *What was it you said to me earlier? When you came out in this little sundress and I tried to get you to fool around with me before everyone got here-"
“…I don't remember."
Danny's hand had slipped from your neck to your lower back, his fingers sweeping beneath your loose, low back of your sundress and dancing along your spine. He leaned in a little closer to speak, and he had already been speaking quietly, but now he was whispering. “I believe it was something along the lines of ‘we’re the hosts, Daniel, we can't look frazzled and fucked out’-“
"Okay, fine, I remember," you cut him off, pushing his face away from your ear with your free hand. *I was hoping you didn't.”
"What changed your tune?" Danny had asked, and his hand was at your waist now, still beneath the fabric of your dress.
"You came back downstairs in these fucking shorts," you had said, and then made to stand up. You still weren't close enough, and you were ready to do something about it.
He had halted you in place with the hand on your side, though, stilling you, and you frowned, looking at him again.
"Where are you going, baby?" He had asked, voice still low enough that you were the only one who could hear him. Everyone else was listening to a story Josh was telling, Jake interjecting when he exaggerated too much and Sam laughing as Jake grew more and more annoyed.
"M'coming to sit with you," you said, and tried to stand up again.
"Mm-mm. You stay there," Danny murmured, stilling you again. He had pulled you a little further into him, then, and you went willingly. You rested your head on the outside of his shoulder, your hand still squeezing his thigh. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to your temple, and let his lips linger as he spoke again. "If I get you in my lap now, these guys are gonna get a show they didn't ask for."
A heady feeling washed over you, and you shifted slightly, kissing his shoulder, exposed because of the tank he's wearing, and you rested your chin atop it so you could look at your boyfriend again. You wanted to see his face for this next part. "I dunno, baby, I think Sammy might like a show. Or maybe he'd like to-“
Danny's jaw had clenched, his hand on your waist gripping a little harder, and you’d trailed off as you watched his nostrils flare with the sharp inhale he took in at your words, at the way the muscle in his jaw jumped. "Careful, honey," he warned, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth when he looked at you. "You sure you're ready for that? I'll go ask him right now."
It was something you'd talked about before, but you'd been too nervous to do anything about it yet. You bit your lip as you let your gaze wander to a few feet away, where Sammy was sitting in his own chair, engaged in whatever story was being told now. His hair was in a messy bun atop his head, a few strands that had fallen loose framing his face. He must have felt your eyes on him because he met your gaze, smiling and sending you a wink before returning back to the conversation.
"He'd say yes." Danny said, following your sight line. "He'd say yes to us, baby, do you wanna go ask him?"
Your eyes shot back to your boyfriend to find him already watching you again, and how had this turned around on you so quickly? You'd been trying to rile him up, and now here you were, heat pooling in between your legs and flushing across your cheeks.
You shook your head minutely, barely a movement, but Danny caught it and nodded, knew the unspoken not yet that hadn't quite made it to your lips. He leaned in and kissed your forehead, then beside your eye, and grasped the seat of your chair to slide you even closer than he'd gotten you the first time. You could lean against his side a little easier, now, the arm of the chair digging into your own side just enough to provide the distraction you seemed to need.
"Could've just let me in your lap," you muttered. "Didn't have to play dirty like that."
"You started it," Danny retorted. He dropped his voice low again, tilting his head to whisper into your ear. "And I told you- I can't have you in my lap right now. Not unless I'm buried inside you so deep-“
"Daniel," you cut him off, squeezing his leg. Your hand was high up on his thigh, and you tucked your fingertips under the hem of his shorts. "Unless you do actually want to give our guests a show tonight, I need you to either stop talking—now— or take me inside."
And then you sat back up a little, leaning against the back of your own chair. You were getting so turned on you'd probably have let him take you right there, in front of the boys and the rest of your company, if he'd decided that's what he wanted to do, so you needed to put some space between you before you did actually jump his bones. You'd mournfully removed your hand from his leg, as well. He didn't let you go far, though, shifting in his own chair to lean closer to you, taking his arm from around your middle and bringing his hand to grasp your thigh. It was easier for him, taller and longer limbed, and you succumbed to his touch, watching his long fingers as they squeezed your leg.
And that is where you had stayed, so turned on you were practically vibrating with the tension of it, until your guests had started to leave.
Sam had kissed you both goodnight, giving Danny a knowing smirk over the top of your head, and left through the house, promising to lock the door behind him. You’d waited until you heard his car start and back out of the drive before you were standing out of your seat.
Danny made to follow suit, but you stopped him with a hand on his chest, pushing him back into his chair and climbing into his lap. "You're the worst," you say, straddling his legs. You sit back a bit and look down in between you, rubbing your hands along the tops of his thighs until your fingertips brushed under the hem of the shorts. His hands are gripping your hips, his fingers flexing. “You come down in these, and you look like that, and you won't let me sit in your lap?"
He spreads his legs a little in response, looking up at you with a hint of a smirk, and you have to kiss him, unable to wait anymore. You're still mostly up on your knees, leaning over him, and you anchor yourself with a hand on his chest and one on the side of his neck, sliding your fingers into his hair and tilting his head back how you want him before closing the distance and capturing his lips with yours.
You take your time kissing him, now that you can do so without having to worry about getting carried away in front of guests. He’s warm under you, sun-kissed and flushed, and his kisses taste of the tequila soda you’d been sharing as everyone was heading out, of the like he’d stolen from you and sucked the juice from with a wink.
You waste no time at all in getting his shorts unbuttoned and slipping your hand down the front of them, cupping Danny’s length over his boxers and smiling against his mouth when he pushes up into your grasp. He helps you, cants his hips up slightly so you can get the band of his boxers down just enough to be able to fully take him in hand.
"You are not getting naked out here," Danny says, succinct as he can be with you pressed all along his front, your arm wedged in between you and your hand still mostly down the front of his shorts. "Absolutely not."
"What happened to putting on a show?" You ask, canting your hips back just enough to be able to shift your angle, get a better grip around him. You nip at his jaw, kiss along the line of it until your lips are against his ear. *Wanna ride you. With the shorts on."
"The shorts really do it for you, huh?" Danny manages through a shaky breath when you twist your hand just right.
"No, baby, it's your fucking legs in them," you reply, and you grind down against him to prove your point. "Look so good.”
"Still not getting you naked out here." Danny responds, reaching up to cup your face in his hands and draw you to him, slanting his lips against yours. He distracts you with the kiss, licking into your mouth, threading the fingers of one hand back into your hair and holding your against him.
"Don't have to," you say against his mouth, in between kisses. "Lift up my dress."
Danny pulls back enough to look at you, raising an eyebrow in question. You withdraw your hand from the front of his shorts, waiting for him to play along.He narrows his eyes at you, and you know why- this particular dress looks so similar to one of the athleisure ones you have and love to wear, the kind with the shorts beneath. You know without a doubt that he thinks you're wearing that one.
After another second, though, he complies. He slides one hand under the hem of your dress and up the outside of your leg at the same time that he lifts the fabric draped across your legs and his lap, moving it just enough to see that you are not, in fact, wearing a dress with shorts under it. In fact, you're not wearing anything beneath.
"Jesus, baby, are you trying to kill me?" Danny asks, and the hand that had been traveling up the outside of your leg grips your hip. "You've been mine for the taking all night long and you're just telling me this now?"
He hasn't taken his eyes off of what's under your dress- or, rather, what isn't under your dress- until now, and his eyes flick up to meet yours, just long enough to see you shake your head before his eyes dip back below the hem of your dress.
“Took 'em off when I went inside a couple hours ago," you say.
He's captivated, is keeping the hem of your dress lifted just enough to be able to see beneath it as he trails his hand from your hip to in between your legs, turning his hand so it's palm up and rubbing two long fingers through your folds. You keen and rock into his hand, seeking his touch any way you can get it.
"Oh, fuck," Danny says as he feels how wet you are. He pulls his hand back, though, and you almost whine at the loss of his touch where you've wanted him most all night, but then he's gripping both of your hips and pulling you as close to him as possible. His hips rut up against you, the action almost involuntary, and the quick motion lists you forward. You catch yourself with your hands on his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his tank top when he moves his hand back between your legs. "Baby, need to feel you-“
"Yes," you manage through a gasp, eyes fluttering shut as he slides a finger inside you. You bite down on your lower lip, tugging it between your teeth, and give in to the feeling of his finger moving so perfectly inside you.
"Want another?" He asks after a few moments pass, and you open your eyes to look at him- except he's looking down in between you, raising the hem of your dress with his free hand again. "Lemme see you."
You nod and manage a mhmm with your lip still caught between your teeth, and he looks up at you then. "Hey, no," he says, and uses the hand not currently inside you to reach up and grasp your face gently, bringing his thumb to your mouth and tugging your bottom lip free. "Wanna hear you."
"Can't get me naked outside but can let the neighbors hear me?" You ask, managing a modicum of sass until he pushes in a second finger alongside his first. "Oh, fuck-"
He's picked up the hem of your dress again to watch as he fingers you- he's always so obsessed with seeing you take him, be it fingers or his cock- and he's captivated for a moment, keeping a slow pace as he fucks you on his hand. "That's my girl." he murmurs, and you don't know if it's in response to hearing you or how you're taking him prepping you. His eyes dart up to watch your face as his thumb finds your clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure and circling the sensitive bundle of nerves. "Feel good?"
"So good, Danny, honey," you say through a gasp, nodding your head. You reach up and smooth his hair back off of his face, fingers trembling a bit with how good he's making you feel. Your eyes flit to his lips. *Wanna kiss, can I have-"
Danny grins up at you and surges forward to capture your lips with his, wasting no time claiming your mouth with his tongue. His free hand finds the back of your neck, holding you to him, and he deepens the kiss at the same time he crooks his fingers inside you, chuckling into it when you tighten around him, breath catching. You're close to that precipice already, Danny's expert fingers bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
"Wait, wait, don't wanna come-" you say between kisses. Danny stills his hand immediately, but keeps kissing you, huffing out a laugh against your lips when your hips continue to rock against him. You slow your movements, bringing yourself back from the edge, and pull back from his kiss, pressing your forehead against his. "Need to- need you-“
*You have me." Danny murmurs, kissing your lips again. "Let me make you come, sweet girl, want to-"
"No, not yet," you say again, too caught up in his kiss to further explain yourself. Instead, you reach down between the two of you, palming across the front of his shorts. You had a goal in mind, tonight, and you weren't ready to abandon it yet. “Said I wanted to ride you, remember? It's all l've been thinking about, wanna come with you inside-"
Danny groans at your words, nodding and withdrawing his fingers, helping you make quick work of getting his shorts down enough that you can pull him free. His takes a shuddering breath when you wrap your hand around him, giving him a few strokes before pushing up on your knees and lining him up at your entrance.
"You really are trying to kill me tonight, huh?" He asks, looking up at you, and he grins when you wink at him. It's short lived, though, and he drops his head back against his chair with a groan when you start to sink down into him without any warning.
"Fuck, sweetheart," Danny grits out, jaw clenched. His hands are spanning your hips now, fingers digging in, and you can tell he's trying not to move his own hips as you work to accommodate his size. His throat is exposed with how he's leaning his head back, and you can't help but lean in and nip at his Adam's apple, soothing the spot with a kiss right after. You sink a little further down, thighs burning with the strain of going slow, and you feel Danny twitch against you, inside you- “How do you always feel so fucking good, Christ, it's like you were made for me-“
His words and the feeling of him inside you finally brings you back to the edge of your orgasm almost immediately. Danny must be able to feel it, knows your body and your tells almost better than you do, because he brings a hand back between you and starts rubbing over your clit just how you like. "Give me one, sweetheart." he murmurs. "M'inside you, now, let me have it-“
It really doesn't take more than that to get you there- you come with a cry of Danny's name, one hand on his shoulder and the other on top of his where it's gripping your hip.
"Oh, my God, baby, you feel so good, you're perfect," Danny talks you through it, rambling as you ride the wave of your first orgasm, even though he's gripping your hip so tight with his effort to stay still that you'll probably have bruises. He’ll see them in the morning and frown, will apologize and kiss them gently, and you’ll card your fingers through his curls and tell him- not for the first time- that you don’t mind it when he marks you up.
The pleasure of your orgasm allows you to finish taking him, sinking down until he's buried all the way inside you. He keeps his thumb on your clit, rubbing at it languidly, enough to draw out the pleasure without it being too much and watching your face for a cue that it's okay for him to move.
After a few more moments of you holding still, Danny chokes out a hoarse, "Honey, can I- need to-" and you nod, leaning in and pressing your face into the crook of his neck, kissing and nipping at the skin there as he takes control. He’s gripping your hip with one hand and has the other arm banded around your back, and he holds you to him as he plants his feet and starts to move his hips. It’s slow at first, still giving you time to recover, but the way he’s filling you, hitting that perfect spot inside with each languid thrust has your legs feeling like jello. After a few moments, you sit back up, attention back on your goal. You’re up on your knees enough that you can start meeting him thrust for thrust, lowering yourself when he cants his hips up and loving the way he groans when you start moving.
You meet Danny’s eyes, one hand on his shoulder, big and warm under your palm, and the other on the side of his neck. You slow your movement and he follows suit, eyes fluttering shut when you seat yourself fully on him and roll your hips, squeezing around him. His face is flushed, a delicious pink from the day’s sun and your night time activities spreading from his cheeks down his neck. The freckles dusting his nose are standing out more with each day of summer that passes. He’s moved down in the chair a bit, leaning his head against the back edge, and your eyes roam from his face to what part of his chest you can get a glimpse of, then to his waist and his hips. Where you’re joined is hidden by the hem of your dress again, and you look up to see Danny watching you.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” you say, unable to help yourself, and it earns you a grin.
”Look who’s talking. Come here,” Danny replies, and reaches up to cup the side of your neck and draw you to him for another kiss. It changes the angle, slightly, and you gasp into his mouth, clenching around him when he nips at your bottom lip.
That’s what does it for him, his hands coming down to settle at your hips and hold you tight and he starts moving faster, angling each thrust perfectly and stealing your breath.
“Gonna come again?” He asks you, his thumb back on your clit, and you nod, knowing he can feel that you’re getting close. “Cause I- fuck, I think I’ve hit my limit on how chill I can remain about this situation we’re in-“
You can’t help but laugh at your boyfriend, hot as sin and goofy as hell and everything you could ever want. “Coulda just fucked me earlier,” you remind him, unable to resist teasing him some more. “Maybe Sammy would’ve heard us and come to see if we needed a- a hand-“
You stutter on the last couple of words and trail off as Danny starts fucking you harder, turning his head to press a kiss to your wrist where it rests beside his head, your hand holding on to the back of the chair. He nips at the skin of the inside of your wrist before snaking his arm around your back and grasping your shoulder with his hand.
You can tell he’s close, and you are too, so you keep talking. “Gonna come, baby, I’m so close again already, want you to come with me-“
“Me too,“ he says, tugging you to him and biting at your neck, your shoulder, your collarbone. “Where-?”
“Inside, want it inside,” you answer immediately. You’re on protection, but he asks every time, and you love him even more for it. “Wanna feel you-“
Danny’s hips stutter and he groans as he comes, fucking up into you with abandon, and it draws you over the edge as well. You tuck your face into the crook of his neck and come with a cry of his name, shuddering around him as your orgasm drags you under.
He fucks you through it, slowing the movement of his fingers and his hips so he doesn’t overstimulate you. It’s only once you’ve both regained your breath that he speaks.
“Shit,” he says, and he kisses the corner of your mouth when you sit up. He drapes your dress back over you, making sure you’re covered. “Should have brought you inside first, it’s gonna be a mess when I pull out-“
You cut him off with a kiss of your own. “It’s fine, Dan,” you say, unable to help pressing another kiss to his lips. “Besides, you know I like it when I can feel you dripping down-“
Danny groans and covers your mouth with his hand, and you can’t help but giggle when you feel his dick twitch from where he’s still buried inside you. “I swear it’s like you’re trying to kill me tonight.”
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kissthesun-gvf · 11 months ago
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certified by me working in the philosophy department at my college, he WOULD be a philosophy prof and he WOULD answer every question with a question
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professor sam nation is up rn
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kissthesun-gvf · 11 months ago
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y'all I'm genuinely considering seeing mean girls in the theater (even with no real interest in spending money to see it) just for the chance to see Renee Rap on the big screen
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kissthesun-gvf · 1 year ago
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Look at themmmmmm
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kissthesun-gvf · 1 year ago
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Cuddle Bug // Danny
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Pairing: Danny x reader
Warning: pure fluff
Author's Note: Just wanted to write a fluffy Danny blurb. Ps, couldn't add a page break on mobile, will edit that in later.
Summary: Danny misses you and misses cuddling you.
It’s been three months since the tour started. Between the phone calls and the late night texts, Danny needs something more. Something he’s been craving since the day he left. That something is you.
He misses holding you in his arms, feeling your warmth warm his body. He misses nuzzling his face in your hair and smelling the scent of your shampoo until he drifts off to sleep. Cuddling a pillow in a cold, lonely hotel room or the god awful, uncomfortable bunk on the bus just doesn’t cut it. It doesn’t fulfill his needs.
So when the first break of the tour comes around, he’s the first to jump into action and take the first flight home. Landing in Nashville at the ripe hour of three in the morning, he takes an Uber home so he wouldn’t have to wake you. When the car pulls up in the driveway, he hops out and dragging his duffle bag with him and rushes up to the front door.
As eager as he is to finally cuddle you, he wants to be extra quiet as he unlocks the door and throws it open. Kicking off his shoes and hanging up his jacket, he drops his bag on the floor by the stairs and climbs the flight to the second floor.
Slowly pushing open the bedroom door he peers inside to find you curled up in a ball underneath covers that are drawn up to your face. A smile spreads across his face as his body buzzes with excitement.
Tip toeing over to the bed, he carefully crawls underneath the covers and wraps his arms around your waist. No movements come from you indicating to him just how deep in your sleep you are. Most definitely will be a surprise when you wake up the next morning.
Loving being the big spoon, he curls into your body and nuzzles his face into your hair. When he inhales the scent of your shampoo, he notices that it’s not your usual scent. Instead he smells strawberries. He smiles into your hair and inhales it again. Soon he falls asleep smelling your strawberry scented hair and cuddling you closely.
The next morning when he wakes up, he finds the bed empty and you're gone from within his arms. He pouts and lays his hand on your pillow. Hearing the door open he turns his head to see you walking in and carrying two mugs full of coffee.
“Good morning.” You beam as you climb onto the bed. You hand him one of the coffee mugs before sitting down on the bed. “I was pleasantly surprised to see you when I woke you.”
“Surprise baby.” He says leaning over to kiss you.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
You give him a kiss before settling into the bed with your coffee. “It’s been so lonely here without you.”
Danny sighs. “It won’t be much longer.” He says.
“How long are you here now?” You ask.
“A week.” He says. “The whole seven days.”
“Lovely.” You set your coffee on the nightstand and cuddle back into his body. “I bet you missed cuddling every night.”
“You have no idea.” He says as he softly traces different shapes on the skin of your arm. “Hotel pillows just don’t cut it.”
“Well you have me for a whole week, so we can make up for last night.”
“I am never letting you go.” He says holding you tighter.
Eventually he finishes his coffee as you slowly drift back off to sleep. Readjusting your bodies, he pulls you back against him and wraps his body around you. Snuggling into the warmth of his torso, you wrap your arms around him.
He only wishes the two of you could stay like this forever.
O fim
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kissthesun-gvf · 1 year ago
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okay who cares that I’ll be a week into a new semester of classes, ya girl just renewed her passport🤭
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The SCREECH I just let out seeing this post
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kissthesun-gvf · 1 year ago
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the first thing I thought of was that family guy episode with the “Me and Peter like to take edibles and go to the aquarium”😩
Aquarium date with Sammy
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this is specially for @ascendingtostardust I hope you love it! <3 think of it as a late birthday gift ;)
@sacredjake @writingcold @digitalcalamity @spark-my-nature @ohhkaty @andtherestishistory13 @hearts-hunger @malany-gvf @sunfl0wer-power
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kissthesun-gvf · 1 year ago
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Don’t mind me just thinking about Daniel wearing Felix’s party outfit from Saltburn … THE WINGS?! I’d die
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