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hi i like your hanks posts <3 do you take requests? 🐝

thank youuu <3 i don't take requests as i don't like having pressure put on me, but i do take suggestions! cannot say it will be made with haste, but you're free to suggest me ideas if you so please :)

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your writing is AMAZING. im in such awe of the creativity and characterization.. i can truly see the scene before me. + ur layout is so kewl 😎 pls write more DE content idc who

thank you so much aaaa <3 currently on a small hiatus because im dealing with irl stuff atm but there is another de post in the works, don't worry :)

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when someone reposts my stuff with some freaky ass shit so i know im definitely in the right fandom

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i love u.

oh?

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⠀ 💭 ۪ 𓂃 KISSMARKS ON OBJECTS!

─ multi x gn!reader. drabbles of kissing various objects and getting lipstick all over them.

➴ romantic relationship(s) prestablished, possibly unrealistic &. weirdly characterized, cursing, tooth rotting fluffy-ness me thinks, romantic and possibly suggestive, kissing &. making out, neck marking/kissing, post- or pre- realization idgaf, player is meaning to be gender neutral but wears lipstick for the sake of this writing. do with this what you will, player is hinted to be shorter then hank four, i have no consistent writing style and it lowkey continously changes with each character i write but we ball, seems a little free-use on the hanks part but whatever 💔, I HAVEN'T FINISHED PARKERS LOVE ROUTE YET SPARE ME OF HATE. lowercase intended &. not proofread. inspired by date-eveeything!

THE HANKS!

everything was a blur of lips and giggles. endlessly were you pulled left and right, meeting a new mouth or just part of someone's face each time. it was nice nonetheless, the soft feverish drag of lips on one another, lipstick smeared haphazardly among the six. you kinda forgot how this had even begun, but worrying about something like that instead of the, quite literal, push and pull of intimacy would've been idiotic.

broken out of your thoughts, you felt someone pull you up to their firm chest all the same, eyes catching the sight of those familiarly red curls. a low squeal escaped you even after it all, feeling hank three eagerly kiss you and effectively scrubbing off your lipstick further. hank three surely had it the worse, positively covered in lipstick marks that ran from his forehead down to his neck, and it contrasted beautifully with his ginger hair and flushed, freckled covered cheeks.

you pulled away from the kiss, dazed eyes glancing around, really just taking it all in. you were met with grins, and felt yourself back once more, feeling your head get tilted back and lips meeting theirs like a scene in a romance movie. you can't dwell on it long, giggles muffled into your mouth, and it was a safe assumption that it was hank four.

slowly pulling away from hank fours lips, you blinked multiple times, swallowing built up saliva. you let your head tilt back into place, back still pressed up against hank fours chest, and you found your head reeling for thoughts.

"breathless already?" you heard hank three question teasingly, and you could only jump as hank one suddenly slid infront of you. you suddenly became aware of how your breath was shallow, yet quick, and how your heart was beating loudly in your ears. your cheeks felt unbearably warm.

you were about to answer, though felt hank one stopping you with his mouth. you sighed lowly, hank fours hands drifting to your hips and keeping you in place gently, and you couldn't help but lean back into his comfortable embrace, prompting hank one to lean forward as to keep the kiss going.

your hands reached up, bracing themselves against hank ones shirt. they balled up into fists, getting a soft grab at hank ones top. feeling hank one back away, you bit your bottom lip, breathing deeply through your nose.

hank two sheepishly slid over to your side, timid touch reaching your chin and tilting your head over to where he was. your lips connected with his easily, and you let your bruised bottom lip free from your teeth.

you tensed just barely, feeling someone's, surely lipstick-covered, nose prod at your neck. you eased quickly, feeling soft pecks pressed against the skin, and you get just a small glimpse of light brown skin; hank five. it was a little ticklish, but naturally nice feeling. it was abruptly broken, the soft romance of his little kisses paired with sudden bites against somewhere near your jugular, and there was no mistake it was hank three.

the night was sure to end with your lipstick completely transferred onto the other five, lips puffy and used, and neck filled with markings that would've taken days to ridden of, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

MAC!

infront of you was such a gorgeous sight. mac was covered in lipstick marks, looking hazy with eyes filled with love, pupils almost carved into hearts. they smiled sweetly, feeling the comfortable feel of your body ontop of theirs. it was grounding, feeling you cautiously seated upon their lap, kept in their wheelchair that had been locked, assuring it wouldn't move.

"i love you," they murmured quietly, almost mistaken as another sound of wind, but you heard them loud and clear anyways. you return a smile, leaning forward and pressing further kisses upon their burning face, feeling the heat under your lips. sure, they were overheating most definitely, but they would rather die then ruin such an intimate moment with a complaint of how they were burning up. it could wait.

kisses trailed down their face to their soon-to-be-marked neck, letting your lipstick drag against their skin. your actions spoke more than the words you never said, lips brushing against their body being enough said. it was a silent 'i love you', and they basked in the warmth of it, no matter if it wasn't verbal.

they steadily moved their hands to move from your hips to your waist, pulling you closer till it would've been impossible to shift you any more near them no matter how hard they tried. they gave another breathless whisper of confessing their love, surely having been the tenth time they had stated it, and it only made you laugh quietly with adoration. it was admiring how much mac could repeat their words of love over and over, yet could make it feel like it was for the first time again.

moving back up, you let your lips meet theirs, the world outside of the feeling of their lips upon yours forgettable. it was gentle, yet told a million words that could've been spoken poetically, and it was something to relish in. even after it ended, the love it carried felt endless.

"i love you too," you finally respond. it was quick, quiet, but cute. mac sighs dreamily, leaning forward and resting their forehead onto your shoulder, letting the thoughts of them being oh so warm be buried away with how much they loved you.

with a red face and a bright smile, they flutter their eyes closed, wanting to be as close too you as possible, and it worked. curling their arms around your waist completely, your chest pressed against their own, they could've ugly sobbed at how much love you two shared. they were happy to know you were theirs, and they were yours, and maybe that's all that mattered at the end of the day.

PARKER!

parker loved games, and of course it made sense. he loved the games you made up specifically, and especially so when you would play the kissing game with him! he found himself shifting excitedly beneath you, feeling kisses pressed against anywhere you could reach. giddy giggles bubbled in his throat, as if each movement you did was ticklish upon him, and maybe they truly were.

"tickles," he hums, confirming your thoughts and it was as if he could read your head. wouldn't be that crazy for parker to be able to do such a thing, as i mean, cmon. its parker.

you laugh a little, comfortably straddling his hips with your hands shifting up to hold his jaw. you lightly tilt his head up, exposing unmarked skin, and it was quick to be covered in the familiar color of your lipstick. parker helped you a little, lifting his head up further till it was completely lulled back onto the planks. although the floor was unforgiving and rough against his back, your warmth cradled him like a towel would after a cold shower.

he stared up at the roof, feeling your lips make work on his pretty skin. it was nice to kick back every once and a while and let himself go, even if he did occasionally still miss playing a board game despite being literally loved on completely at the moment.

"thanks," he sighs absent-mindedly. he, himself, wasn't sure what he was thankful for, but nonetheless it was said, and he didn't dull on it for to long feeling your lips press right over where his heart would be underneath his clothing. you felt the beats slowly spike under your mouth, insinuating parker was flustered, and it made you just let out another laugh, though this one softer, kinder. it lingered there, if not just for a moment, before you unfortunately pulled away, admiring the work of art below you.

he pouted slightly, your lipstick staining his clothing, but it vanished quickly as you pressed a chaste kiss on his mouth. he couldn't stay mad for to long, and you knew that very well. nevertheless, you gave a little apology, a hefty amount of playfulness in your tone expectantly.

"its fine, lucky charm." he sat up slightly, expecting the game to be over, before he felt himself be gently pressed down by your hand that rested front and center on his chest. he blinked, looking at you before feeling your lips against his own, hearing a small murmur that you weren't done yet, and he couldn't believe how much his face reddened, eagerly reciprocating the kiss afterwards.

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i look at this image and genuinely get inspired btw. if you even care.

trying to write as much as i can before i get burnt out and go on a hiatus for months🧚‍♀️

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trying to write as much as i can before i get burnt out and go on a hiatus for months🧚‍♀️

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watching jarvis johnson while writing about date everything freakjects is crazy like what the fuck am i doing🙏💔

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⠀ 💭 ۪ 𓂃 5 BIG BOOTY BADDIES!

─ the hanks x gn!reader. headcanons/thoughts and one drabble of whats to be included and/or expected if you're dating the hanks.

➴ romantic relationship prestablished (poly!hanks believer till i die btw), possibly unrealistic &. weirdly characterized, cursing, fluffy and romantic, hank three (yes, he is a warning), kissing &. making out, complete and utter yapping, post realization but baby hank isn't mentioned, pet names, perhaps even comforting? take it however, cuddling &. cuddle pile. lowercase intended &. not proofread.

THINKING ABOUT... the hanks who all collectively call you goofy ass pet names. whether it be bro-babe, house homie (or, alternatively, house honey/baby), or anything else of the sorts, obviously ^_^

^ thinking about how, more so, hank one calls you honey and sweetheart, hank two calls you pretty and handsome (no matter your gender. handsome, pretty, gorgeous, etc. are all gender neutral in hank twos eyes!) and be the type of guy to ask you what you want to be called, scared of messing something up, hank three who calls you hotstuff and, well, hottie, hank four who calls you sugar and pumpkin.. really anything a little embarrassing, and hank five who calls you lover and honey and sweetheart and baby and (do you get the point im getting at here. he likes pet names alot please spare him)

thinking about the hanks who fucking love cuddling!! they are all over you!! ^_^ i know they give the best fucking hugs ever oh my gosh💔💔

^ thinking about the setup they do when they are cuddling you!! hank one is by your left side, chin gently placed on the junction of your shoulder and neck, basking in your scent with a smile. hank two is (sheepishly) by your right side, fingers hesitantly tangled with your own, leaning into your body comfortably. hank three is between your legs, head placed on your stomach and hands softly braced on either your hips with that stupid shit-eating grin, pressing light kisses over anywhere his pesky lips can reach without moving to much. will relish in the fact your hand is softly carding through his ginger hair, low sighs escaping his throat in contentment. hank four is nuzzled warmly under you, hands overlapping hank threes on your hips and his head dug into your nape with a bright expression, just basking in the warmth, feeling hank ones hand occasionally ruffle his already messy curls. hank five is snuggled up next to hank three, though rather his chin on your stomach, it rests nicely on your thigh, arms wrapped lazily around your leg like a toddler. they aren't doing any funny business, no, but you can't help but feel they all are silently worshipping your body and the comfort carried in the room.

^^ thinking about how barely, if not at all, they switch cuddling positions. they find it unnecessary as their spots were chosen specifically for them, so why change it? if you wish for it to be changed though, they will oblige nonetheless.

thinking about how there is never a truly quiet moment with the hanks. sure, they may have their moments of hushed talking, but it wasn't complete silence. proud believer that hank three and hank four snore too, maybe even hank one but they would be much softer sounding, so even whilst asleep, it isn't silent. they will, and have, chat your ears off, whether it be about their most recent adventure, past adventures, and maybe even some small talk about the dumbest shit. they once had a conversation about what they would eat as their last meal if they were dying, which is honestly not the weirdest thing ever that they've spoken of. be wary at night; the conversations get odder💔

thinking about how if the hanks leave before you wake up (though you usually wake up due to the shifting around, especially from hank four who slumbers under you normally... unless you're a heavy sleeper! if you're a light sleeper, you're cooked), they will leave a sticky note on your pillow. it'll simply state that they have left for work today and that breakfast, usually made by hank five as he is so malewife, is in the microwave as to keep it warm. they let you sleep in if you don't wake up, as they wish not to ruin your beauty sleep. will wake you up eventually though... gotta make sure you're up and healthy, y'know? :3

^ thinking about how the hanks try so hard to resist the urge to stay home and miss their work, but they need that money, so... unfortunately they cannot.

thinking about hank three who genuinely tries convincing you that making out is a sport cause he is a freak. tried paying the others so they could back him up, and it lowkey worked, but you didn't fall for it. paid them money for nothing LMAO. please say you believe him so he will stop nagging you.. plus free makeouts whenever he wants to 'work out'.

lalalalala picks nose here. have drabble:

low whispers were exchanged in the room, talking about gosh knows what. you didn't pay much attention truly, fading in and out of sleep in the warm cuddle pile the five had created around you. it felt comfortable, feeling like a soon-to-be-born butterfly nicely nestled in a cocoon, of which were five hunky himbos.

your fingers flexed slightly, hand held by hank twos loosening. you softly sighed, other hand in hank threes curls almost petting him, which he didn't even seem to mind, as if a cat who purred in utter satisfaction.

"you smell gnarly!" you heard someone say. you didn't really register who completely, eyes fluttered shut, but it was close to your ears so you could only assume that it was hank four. you heard a few murmurs of agreement and you offered a tired, breathy chuckle.

"..thanks, hanks," you respond through a lazy hum.

silence filled the air, if not just for a moment, before cut by the quiet chatter of the hanks once more. it was only really quiet to your right and below you somewhere, which only made you assume hank two was asleep and hank five aswell. hank three was definitely not asleep, not hearing those recognizable snores, and feeling small kisses pressed against the softness of your body. it wasn't lustful, no, but a silent beckoning for you to fall into dream land, and it was working.

listening to the little talking passed among your boyfriends, the nice warmth of their bodies against your own, you felt yourself slowly lulled to sleep. your hand in hank threes hair eventually stopped its motion, sloppily falling off his head to rest somewhere near. slipping into sleep amongst the comfort of the hanks, you heard a few goodnights, but you couldn't get anything back out, finally resting.

all credits to silentaffirmations on tumblr. everything made by me. do not reupload, feed to 🤖, take as your own, etc.

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the guy. wanna write for parker aswell he is so fucking unhinged. he scares away the hoes but its ok♡

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might write for the hanks. i need them so bad.

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SORRY FOR THE INACTIVITY! i'm focusing on a lot of stuff at once and its draining as fuck💔

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⠀ 💭 ۪ 𓂃 MY BOYFRIENDS FAMOUS!

─ rockstar!shedletsky x gn!reader. headcanons/thoughts of whats to be included and/or expected if you're dating rockstar!shedletsky.

➴ romantic relationship prestablished, possibly unrealistic &. weirdly characterized but idgaf🙏, cursing, fluffy but im dirty asf so, kissing, shedletsky is the main guitarist and main singer cause i said so, but him being the main singer isn't really mentioned, sweating &. stinkyletsky, pre-forsaken. lowercase intended &. not proofread.

THINKING ABOUT... rockstar!shedletsky who pulls you up on stage any moment he gets and openly kisses you in front of the crowd with a smile that screamed he was oh so happy, tasting the lingering taste of fried chicken on his lips... let's hope you like fried chicken by the way: he always tastes like it💔

thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who let's you, and only you, hold his guitar, occasionally teaching you how to play it too if you ask. how he stands behind you and rests his head on your shoulder, gently readjusting your hands every once and a while on the strings with a grin only described as cheeky, has your heart fluttering each time, his cologne filling your senses and curly hair brushing against you.

thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who takes up half your photo gallery. going to every concert as his lover, being in vip each time, how can you resist taking photos? he's the prettiest when he's panting and dripping in sweat, trust me guys! you may or may not have a section of your gallery just dedicated of photos solely of him during his concerts, and maybe even just of photos you've taken throughout the day at random times, as if a silent brag that he was infact your boyfriend and you could be around him 24/7 if you wished.

thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who purposefully hugs you after the concerts done, knowing he's stinky and his usual cologne almost heightening it. chuckles if you try pushing him away, and eventually does after a few good scolds on how he needed a shower (or if you get sickly... for which he immediately apologizes profusely despite being in a fit of laughs).

thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who puts on his own music and asks you to dance with him to it, no matter if you're good at dancing or not. laughs fill the air as he stumbles over his own feet, trying to be romantic but instead just being a clumsy mess. whether it's on purpose to make you laugh or not is up to you :)

^ his go-to when trying to cheer you up to be honest sigh hate this fucking loser...

thinking about rockstar!shedletksy who has a ego the size of planet fucking earth. ego is at an all time high at all times, so please be wise for choosing whether or not you want to compliment him at certain times. type of guy to have a bunch of 'you did it!' star stickers laying around, plus having some of them on his guitar.

^ thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who let's you decorate his guitar, actually <3 will let you put literally anything on his guitar. wanna draw a dick on it? go ahead, he will probably laugh at it. wanna put your name on it? sure man, he'll think it's cute. sometimes even HINTS at you that he wants you to decorate his guitar. please put a little pink satin bow on it, he will love it so much !!!

thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who buys you those dumb ass shirts that say something like 'i love my boyfriend' and gets it customized to say 'i love my rockstar boyfriend', or personally write it on the shirt himself. such a fucking dork !!! loves it so much when you go to his concerts wearing his custom-made shirt, fighting back laughing the whole time he tries to sing. mf always laughing💔 be serious for once !!! idiot !! anyways ummmmm

thinking about rockstar!shedletsky who is very silly and cool....... yeah im out of headcanons. like and subscribe guys!!!!

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