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lustagel · 1 month ago

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LOSER! RODRICK HEFFLEY * readers race is not mentioned, mwah! . ⟡

loser! rodrick barely has any friends but his band members. only wears his bands t-shirts and listens to music that hurts your ears. always in the garage practicing with his band, if not with his girlfriend. puppy dog eyes and longing stares. not-no-secret softie. wannabe rockstar. has a shoebox hidden under his bed full of ticket stubs from concerts, crumpled notes and photos of/from his girlfriend.

loser! rodrick can't wrap his head around how he even got her in the first place and neither can his parents. ego boost after getting a girlfriend and no one knows how she even puts up with him. tries to impress her in anyway he can. mostly rolls her eyes at his stupidity but clearly finds him amusing and has a soft spot for his cluelessness.

loser! rodrick yearns for her kisses and chases her lips every time he gets a chance. smells of her almost always because he’s always around her and on her. gives the most softest kisses to the top of her ears. follows her anywhere with dreamy eyes. writes terrible songs for her but has never shared them with anyone. asks her to kiss his drummer sticks for good luck and of course she does after telling him how stupid it is.

loser! rodrick knows everything about his girlfriend. her favorite sweet treat, what makes her heart arch, the color she adores the most, what makes her laugh he most, what perfume she buys the most, her favorite show and genre, how she tastes (believes he’s been blessed by the gods themselves to even be able to get a hand on you).

୨ he's such a loser he moaned into your mouth the first time you kissed

୨ loser! rodrick following cool! reader around when she’s wearing a swimsuit

୨ cool! reader being everybody's favorite person in some way shape or form

୨ possessive! reader making out with loser! rodrick to show people he’s hers and him getting a hard-on

୨ loser! rodrick who smells like musk and two day old clothes, while his new girlfriend smells of the sweetest scents known to man

asks are open! if i dont feel a spark with your ask, i wont write it n if i do, sometimes it’ll take a minute, please be patience w me! :)

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ghost-in-the-hall · 11 days ago

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Motorcycle Ride (Jim Root x Fem! Reader) FLUFF

This one ended up being a little shorter than I had originally anticipated, but hopefully you still enjoy it!! ❤️❤️ I'll make up for it with something I have planned in the future hehe. You visit Jim during a break in between tours. He asks for your help while he works on his motorcycle, promising to make it worth your while. Dedicated to @ghoulazrael for making me absolutely insane about these beautiful men 🖤🖤

WARNINGS: NOT EDITED! Legal age gap, swearing, overall fluff

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You weren't sure exactly what to expect when Jim invited you to spend the day at his place, but it was an offer you definitely weren't going to refuse. Your fingers drummed nervously on the steering wheel as you pulled up the long driveway, heading into the garage where he had informed you he would be working until you got there. You call his name as you step inside, finding the mountain of a man laying on the floor working on his motorcycle. “Hey, come here, I could use a hand.” He slides over on the piece of cardboard he had laid across the floor, the only padding he had between him and the rough concrete. “Wanna grab that filter off the bench for me?” You pick up the small box as you walk past and hand it to him. “Thank you.” He responds with a charming smile. “Hold this.” You quickly take the oil pan he had removed from under the bike. “Just have to fit this guy on here, and we are good to go.” He swaps out the old oil filter for the one you had brought him.

“Not that watching you change your oil isn't the most exciting thing I've ever seen,” he chuckles at your sarcasm, “but I'm curious as to why exactly you invited me over.”

“Well, it's been about a month since we got home from tour,” your cheeks grow warm as he lets his gaze lazily run over your form, “and if I'm being honest I’ve just really missed having you around every day.” He clears his throat, shaking his head bashfully before meeting your eyes. “I wanted to see you, that's all there really is to it.” Jim was always outright and honest about his feelings, it was one of the things you really liked about him. “I figured I could take you on a ride somewhere, if you'd like.” A smile spread across your face in an instant.

“Really?” He can't help but laugh at how excited you were.

“Really.” He responds with a breathtaking smile of his own. “Anywhere you want.” You were honestly a bit shocked by his proposition. Jim never let anybody touch his bike, let alone ride it.

“Kind of sounds like you're asking me on a date.” You giggle.

“Maybe I am.” He winks, not giving you a chance to respond as he stands up, cleaning off his hands on his shirt. “I'm just going to wash up real quick.” You follow him inside, scrolling through your phone in his kitchen while he diligently washed the oil from his hands. “So, where are we going?”

“I don't know, surprise me, take me somewhere with a view.” You share a laugh.

“Easy customer, I like it.” He chuckles. “You want a nice view, huh?” He trails off with a hum, grabbing a towel to dry his hands. “Alright, I think I know a place. I'm just going to change my shirt and we can get out of here.” He winks at you, causing a flustered smile to lace its way across your lips. You wondered where he could possibly take you, a bit nervous that it was going to be a long ride. You had never been on a motorcycle before, you weren't entirely sure what to expect. “Where is that fucking sweatshirt?” Jim mumbles as he wanders back into the kitchen.

“What does it look like maybe I can– holy fuck.” You clamp a hand over your mouth as the expletive tumbles from your lips. He had his back to you, the sight of his strong, broad shoulders was just about enough to make you drool. Jim had entered the kitchen shirtless, searching for whatever sweatshirt he was looking for. You couldn't tear your eyes off of him, he chuckles when he notices you're staring.

“Like what you see, love?” He teases playfully. You stutter, trying to think of a response. He snatches a black hoodie off of a coat hook, shrugging it on before coming over to you. “You ready to get going?” You nod, your gaze dropping to his chest before quickly snapping back up to his eyes. He laughs, grabbing your face in his hand. “You're so cute.” He takes your hand, leading you out to the garage. He tosses you a helmet, instructing you to put it on. He started up the motorcycle, making sure everything was running smoothly. You fumbled with the helmet’s strap, struggling to fasten it. “Let me help you, beautiful.” You shiver as his fingers graze over your neck.

“Where are you taking me?” You ask excitedly.

“Where's the fun in ruining the surprise.” He smiles. He helps you onto the back of his bike before getting on himself. He walks the bike out of the garage, looking at you over his shoulder. “Are you scared?”

“A little.” You admit bashfully.

“You don't have anything to be scared of. I'm a really safe driver, I promise.” He reassures you. You place your hands on his shoulders, waiting for him to take off. “You're probably going to want to hold on a little tighter than that.” He chuckles. “Don't be scared to wrap your arms around me.”

“Oh, I think I'll be okay.” You quickly blurt out, happy he couldn't see your flustered expression under the helmet.

“Suit yourself, but don't say I didn't warn you.” He informs you playfully. He pulled out onto the main road, the warm breeze was nice against whatever skin was visible under your gear: the helmet covering the entirety of your face, as well as a bulky leather jacket Jim gave you to wear. ‘Safety first’, he insisted. “Hold on tight, sweetheart.” Your heart races as the engine revs, the bike lurching forward, causing you to latch your arms around his middle. “Sorry.” He laughs out a half-assed apology. You wanted to be annoyed but you didn't have it in you. After a few moments you relaxed, your head coming to rest against Jim’s back as you watched the scenery whip by. He can't help but smile at the feeling of you clinging to him, your arms struggling to wrap around his muscular form. There was something about having you with him, it just felt right. He decided to take the scenic route to the area he had picked out, figuring you wouldn't mind racing down winding back roads on the perfectly chilly autumn day. One of his hands left the handle bars, coming to rest on your thigh. “How are you doing, love?”

“Good, this is really fun.” He gives your leg a gentle squeeze before returning it to its position on his handlebars.

You could have fallen asleep with how smooth the ride was, you could tell he was a very experienced rider. “Here we are.” You hear him announce as he pulls into a small clearing on the side of the road. You squeal as he wraps an arm around your waist, allowing him to easily lift you from the bike. He tosses you over his shoulder, making you laugh. You pound at his back, ordering for him to put you down, which eventually he obliges. He helps you unfasten your helmet before removing his own. You lean against the guard rail, looking out over the lake, a towering mountain of trees rising out of the earth on the other side. The warm orange glow of the late afternoon sun reflected in the water's surface. “You wanted somewhere with a view, right?” He remarks with a smile.

You nod in response, “A very nice view, and I definitely can't complain about the company either.” Jim breathes out a chuckle at your compliment.

“You know, I meant it when I said I missed getting to see you all the time.” His fingers ghost over your cheeks before he carefully rests his hand against the side of your face.

“I'm sure it didn't make that big of a difference.” You respond with a soft laugh, having trouble meeting his eyes.

“Sure it did,” he starts nervously, swallowing thickly. “Every morning on tour you’d come meet up with us for breakfast. I’d listen to you ramble on to Sid about your plans for the day… it was really cute.” He chuckles, making your cheeks grow warm.

“I was surprised when you texted me this morning.” You admit. “I didn't think I’d hear from you again until the next circuit.”

“Well, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, so–” he cuts himself off as he clears his throat. In one swift movement, you push yourself up onto your toes, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Thank you for inviting me out today.” You whisper.

“Anytime.” You and Jim stay for a while longer before deciding to head back. This time once you were comfortably seated on his motorcycle your arms immediately slipped around him. You didn't want the ride to end, not sure if you would ever get the opportunity to be this close to him again. “Everything alright, love?”

You nod, “I'm just going to miss you when I leave, that's all.” Jim pauses for a moment, taking in the image of you still perched against his bike.

“You know, you could always stay.” Your heart begins to race as he slowly saunters closer to you. “I definitely wouldn't complain.” He chuckles. You swallow thickly, his eyes staying locked on yours as he towers over you. He carefully tilts your chin up with his finger, his gaze slowly trailing to your lips. Your breath catches in your throat as his lips suddenly land on yours, your eyes fluttering shut as you allow your hands to slide across his chest and over his shoulders. He easily lifted you from the floor, guiding your legs around his waist. He carries you towards the house, both of you perfectly content letting your night continue just like this.

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