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frankcastiglione · 7 months ago

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No Vacancy

a tyler owens x shy reader fic

warnings: none! she/her pronouns mentioned; no use of y/n; this is all cozy fluff

word count: 3k

summary: you're part of the wrangler crew and have a crush on tyler. and you're debating on acting on these feelings. you might just get your chance when he shows up at your motel room.

a/n: this is my first tyler fic! this is the ol 'there's only one bed' trope - and im already planning a part two! hope yall enjoy!

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All these motel rooms look the same. Warm earth tones all over the place and strange prints on the bedspread. But after a long day like today, it’s a welcome sight. That bed’s calling your name. You shrug your bag off your shoulder and hit the light switch. The lamp in the corner illuminates the room in a warm glow. It’s cozy.

The door clicks behind you; and you stand in the room for a moment deciding what you want to do next. Your job was done for the day. You are the official tornado wrangler social media accounts manager. Now that the wrangler team has gained a substantial following, it’s your job to post updates about new videos or the latest t-shirt design up for charity purposes. You’ve posted what you needed to post for the day, and now is your chance to rest.

You decide on a shower to think about the events of the day while you clean off.

Today was a first for you. It was your first time being in tornado while sitting in the passenger seat of Tyler’s truck. You’ve been on the team now for a while, but it was part of your initiation they’d said. Tyler was sweet. He pulled you aside telling you that you didn’t have to if you didn’t want to. And you really didn’t want to, but you wanted to prove to yourself that you could. More than that, you trusted Tyler would keep you safe.

You loved watching him, and his excitement was contagious despite your fears of this major storm. He’d been blasting his storm playlist, but when it got close to the moment, he made sure you were ok.

When the storm hit and passed you over, you couldn’t help but scream – in fear or excitement you don’t know. You grabbed Tyler’s arm in the heat of the moment, and feeling his warm skin under your fingertips was more of a thrill than the storm was.

You’re not sure how well you’re keeping the secret that you’re completely in love with him. You fell the first day you met him several months ago. And while you did prove to yourself that you could handle a tornado – you don’t know if you can handle the ache you feel when you’re around him. Riding shotgun in his truck today and touching his arm will keep you on cloud nine for the next week.

A creak in the pipes of this old motel tears you from your thoughts. You get out of the shower and dry off to put on your pjs. That’s when your mind drifts back to Tyler. How sweet he was with you all day leading up to your first tornado, and how he let you hold his arm. How he checked on you a dozen times after to make sure you weren’t too shaken.

You were shaken, but not but the storm. No matter how often you’re around him – he has the same effect on you. He makes you feel dizzy. His presence is so hard to ignore. It’s not just his handsome face or broad muscular frame – though that certainly is a factor – it’s his charm and relaxed demeanor. He’s a perfect balance of rowdy and sweet. And you are smitten.

You wince thinking about how it’s probably painfully obvious to the rest of the team. And what’s worse, it’s obvious to him too. If he’s seen it – and hasn’t said anything then you can only assume he doesn’t feel the same way.

All of this goes through your mind during your nightly routine. It’s early in the night, you left the wranglers down in the parking lot – most of them were still having a beer chatting over the day’s storm. You can faintly hear people talking outside while the night is winding down.

You settle into bed turning on the TV when you hear keys turning in the lock on your door. Much to your surprise – the door opens and who but Tyler himself is standing in the doorway. He’s just as confused as you. He steps backwards out of the doorway to check the key in his hand and the number on the door. He smiles with a soft huff – shaking his head at something you didn’t know what until later.

“This is the right room according to this,” he holds up the key and closes the door behind him. Suddenly the room feels a hundred times smaller. You feel yourself start to panic.

“They set this up,” Tyler continues. “I know it was Boone,” he laughs setting his bag down on the table near the door. “I’ll sleep on the floor,” he tells you right away to try and ease the fear he can probably see in your eyes.

You don’t have a reply because you’re still shocked he’s standing in your room.

“You did great today by the way,” Tyler was still talking, and you were glad for it.

But you do find your voice, “Thank you.” That actually means a lot to you.

“Wasn’t too bad, was it?” he asks, looking over his shoulder. He’s rifling through his bag.

“No, no,” you feign being nonchalant and he cracks a smile. “Tyler, do you want to check if there’s another room available?” you ask him in the same breath. “I don’t want you to sleep on the floor, that won’t be comfortable at all.”

“Tryin’ to kick me out?” he gives a little wink as he reaches for the phone to call the front desk.

The phone call was quick – not long enough for you to decide which outcome you’d prefer.

Do you want him to stay? if he stayed then you’d have to deal with your crush being in your room all night. Having to play it cool as best you could. Or do you want him to leave? And regret later that you didn’t say anything about how you felt when you had a good chance to in this moment

The choice is made for you in the span of a few seconds.

“No more rooms,” he clicked his tongue. “The floor’ll be fine!”

That’s one of the things you admire most about him. He’s considerate and polite – and he’s happy to be. You know the floor is not comfortable. But he offered like it was the most common thing in the world.

“I am gonna shower first,” he says. “You showered right?” he asks pointing at you, and you nod “yeah! Go for it!”

Now that he knew he was staying, he takes off his boots. Something about them resting on the floor by the doorway makes your heart ache. It’s so close to what it could be like if you were together. A taste of domestic life with Tyler.

He disappears into the bathroom, and you resume flipping through the TV channels. You hope that will distract you from thinking about your crush being very naked and wet on the other side of that door. It’s not like you intentionally linger on it, but when you hear the shower curtain rings slide along the curtain rod and the water kick on - your face warms heavily.

When you hear him quietly hum in the shower, you feel yourself begin to relax. Something about it warms your heart, you think maybe he feels comfortable and doesn’t mind being heard while he hums.

You know the tune, one of the songs he’d been blasting in the truck recently. That makes you think back to being in the tornado again. You can’t believe you did that. Maybe that is your sign to do something else brave. If you could weather that storm surely you could admit your feelings to Tyler.

What if he didn’t feel the same? Then you’d have to awkwardly share a room, and the rest of the time spent working at this job with him knowing you have a crush on him.

How many times have you heard him say “if you feel it, chase it.” If he felt it, would he not have chased it by now? You feel it and you want to chase him, but he makes your knees weak.

What if he does feel the same? How do you maneuver this? There are too many questions, and you don’t know any of the answers. All that you know was you have it bad for him and it hurts. It’s such an ache. Being around him all the time for work, but never having him. You’re embarrassed to admit how much touching his arm earlier was a thrill, it’s all you’d been able to think about.

The more you think about all of this, the harder your heart beats. You’ve barely had time to process anything since he’s been in your room. It gets even worse when the shower stops. You hear when the curtain opens, and when his feet touch the floor.

Then you hear your name.

“There aren’t any towels.”

Oh no. You forgotten you’d used them both. You weren’t expecting to have to share.

“I’ll go get you one! I’m sorry I used them both!” You grab the key and dart out the room, you dn’t even care that someone might see you in your pajamas. You’d rather go grab one for him than wait awkwardly for a towel to be brought up. The less you have to think about him naked in the next room the better for your sanity.

You grab the towels and an extra pillow from the front desk and head back.

“I’m coming in!” You laugh opening the door, and you hear him laugh from the bathroom. “Ok I have them,” you tell him near the bathroom door. He opens it just a smidge and sticks his hand out. You both laugh when you hand him the towels. The awkward moment acknowledged and laughed at instead of worrying about it.

“Thank you,” he replies as he closes the door.

You sit on the bed again, but this time instead of sitting in the middle – you sit more on one side. It’s big enough for you to share so you don’t see why not. It’s not fair for him to sleep on the floor.

As hard as you try to prepare yourself for sharing a bed with him, it lands like a brick in the pit of your stomach when he steps out of the bathroom. The scent of his bodywash hits you first, you always loved how he smells. But just looking at him, he’s a dream.

He’s wearing a soft worn t-shirt and some gym shorts. His hair’s a mess, and it makes you giggle to see it so unruly. He smiles at your quiet laugh.

“Something funny?” he prods running the towel over his head again before hooking it on the back of the door.

“Your hair is always so perfect!”

“You’re getting an exclusive behind the scenes look,” he smiles moving towards the table where he’d put his stuff. He digs through his bag to pull out his phone and charger - plugging it into the nearest outlet.

“Tyler?” your voice comes out timid. He looks up from his phone and sets it down to give you his attention. “You can stay up here,” you point to the empty half of the bed. “I got an extra pillow too.”

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” his eyes are soft, his brows furrow.

“I don’t want you to be uncomfortable on the floor!”

He’s quiet for a moment. He looks at his hat sitting on the table amongst his things, and he strokes along the brim of the hat. Usually, you’re able to read him but this leaves you a little miffed. It makes your heart start to beat a little faster from the anticipation.

“Alright,” he decides standing up.

Ok, ok. Don’t panic. This is what you asked for.

He checks the lock on the door making sure it’s locked, and he turns off the floor lamp in the corner.

“On or off?” he asks near the bathroom. When you tell him ‘Off’, he taps that light switch and the loud hum from that light stops. The only light now is from the TV across from the bed.

Your heart is fluttering in your chest when he pulls the covers back. When he sits down and you feel his weight on the mattress - that really gets your heart pounding. He pulls the blankets back over himself and lays down with a heavy sigh. You know he’s tired, he’d been driving like a maniac into storms all day.

Though he’s more than just a rowdy storm chaser, he works long hours helping families and doing charity work. You love him for all these things. And you’re glad it’s dark because you feel like you might cry. He’s so close, and you have no idea what to say or do to tell him what you feel.

“Can I turn this off?” you ask trying to hide the quiver in your voice.

“Yes ma’am,” he replies and sinks further into the blankets. Both of you shift to get comfortable now in the dark, and his leg touches yours - causing you to jump. You don’t mean to gasp, but it slips out.

“Sorry!” he laughs and it relieves some tension. Some. You can’t calm down and you don’t know how to. He’s just a few inches away!! You were both lying on your backs, and his shoulder’s almost touching yours. You can still smell his body wash from earlier.

Just say it. Tell him you love him. You survived a tornado today!

You try to hype yourself up, but it isn’t working.

Before you plan out anything to say, you blurt out his name. That’s all you can muster. But this time, it’s worse than before, and your voice quivers audibly. More than that, you’re starting to tremble.

“Hey, hey- it’s ok,” he rolls over on his side to face you. “Me too,” he says and you have no idea what he’s talking about. Until he reachs for you in the dark. “Give me your hand,” he whispers and you roll on your side to face him. You reach towards him, and he gently wraps his hand around your wrist – guiding it to his chest. He puts your hand over his heart, and you feel it pounding under the warmth of his skin and soft shirt. “You see, I have a crush on this girl-“

Your eyes have adjusted in the dark and it’s enough to see the soft, almost shy look he gives you.

“Really?” you whisper. “Me?”

He lets go of your wrist and puts his hand on top of yours and presses down, emphasizing his point.

“Why haven’t you said anything til now? What happened to ‘if you feel it chase it’?”

He clears his throat comically and shifts a little, “Well, I-, ok you got me. Maybe I was a little nervous.” He shrugs. Your hand hasn’t moved from his chest, neither has his hand. He slowly starts to curl his fingers around your hand.

“You? Nervous for me? Do you know what I’ve been thinking about all day today?” you pause. “I can’t believe I’m about to tell you this.” He scoots a little closer to you, ready to listen. “It wasn’t the tornado I’ve been thinking about. It’s been how it felt to touch your arm today.” Your face is on fire. But it gives you a thrill to feel his heart jump and see the smile on his face widen.

He lets go of your hand and hooks his arm so his forearm is close to your face. “Would you like to again?” he teases, and you shove his chest playfully. He laughs, a good deep laugh. He’s relieved and happy. It makes your face hurt from your own smile, and you shyly move your hand from his chest to touch his forearm.

The air shifts. You both feel it when you stroke up and down his arm. You aren’t going to tell him how much you love feeling his arm hair under your fingertips. But he could probably figure it out. Maybe you didn’t mind if he knew.

He reaches for you then, your hand curls around his wrist this time. His hand cradles the back of your head, and he pulls you closer.

“I’m sorry I waited so long for this, I didn’t want to scare you. But truth is I was scared,” he admits.

“I was too, I was scared you didn’t feel the same way,” you whisper back. Your faces are so close to each other, and your bodies almost touching. You can feel the warmth from him.

He lets out a soft grunt like he’s been hit, shocked at what you just said to him.

“Can I?” he asks. You know what he’s asking. His expression is so sweet, so gentle. Another reason you love him. You feel safe in his presence, in his grasp.

“Yes,” you whisper, and then you start to laugh at yourself.

“What?” he smiles laughing.

“I was just gonna say you should ‘chase it’,” you smile. You barely finish the sentence before he closes the gap between you. Warm lips on yours, his nose pressing into your cheek. The stubble on his chin brushes your skin as you whimper into his mouth.

It’s a brief kiss before it breaks. There’s a slight pause where you look at each other smiling, enjoying the moment. Then he dives in for a deeper kiss. His arms pulling you closer, holding you tight to him. Though you wouldn’t dream of pulling away.

At some point you do break apart, both a little breathless. You feel dizzy and lovesick from the way he’s looking at you; something tells you he feels the same.

He starts to laugh again, shaking his head. “We won’t hear the end of this one.”

“Nope,” you smile knowing already what Lily and Dani will have to say.

“I know Boone had a hand in this.”

“Lily and Dani too, they’ve been pushing me to talk to you for weeks,” you giggle burying your face in his neck. He hugs you to him and squeezes. He adds a little reassuring rub on your back. “I’m still scared,” you admit, a secret murmured into his skin.

“I know,” he squeezes again. “Me too. Don’t want to lose you. But you’re worth chasing.”

You hum happily into his neck when a big yawn takes over you.

“Sorry,” you giggle, his laugh joining yours.

“You had a big day. Riding in your first tornado! That and the kissin’ outta wear anybody out,” he winks. Then tilts his head down to kiss your forehead. “Get some sleep.”

“Don’t let go,” you yawn, cuddling into his chest.

He whispers quietly against the top of your head, “never.”

#tyler owens #tyler owens x reader #tyler owens x shy reader #twisters fic #my writing

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jjennuine · 6 months ago

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✸ RiGHT SiDE OF MY NeCK — pjs

• PREC𝒾S ｡｡ in which you and jay are horrible at hiding your relationship with each other .

park jongseong x fem’! reader ୨୧ idol au short social media series ・ (not so) secret relationship, manager is stressing, kissing, cussing, and friendly bullying — reblogs, comments, and likes are very appreciated

EPiSODE ONE • y/n’s manager’s crashout EPiSODE TWO • no air-fryer = loser EPiSODE THREE • and the crowd is.. not surprised?

AnD…? 🗒️ ; yes this is only three episodes forgive me … but but but !! how to lose a guy in ten days smau is cooking on the stove and is almost ready to be served ‘ :3

TAGLIST is open .. send an ask, comment on this post, or message to be added.

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heeaara · 27 days ago

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박종성 ୨୧ boyfriend instagram stories . 💌

index : pjs + female reader ⬭ cw . social media au, relationship, petnames, a little bit suggestive, kinda obsessed reader . . . ? overall fluff ✿‎‎‎

reblogs && feedbacks please .

ARA's NOTE : hihi chat :3 im kinda back ( i think. ) it's my first time making smaus & i though of starting it off w boyfriend stories, they r acc so fun to make. anyways pls hmu cux imiss y'all & happy reading !

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blackgirlsloveburrow · 1 month ago

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could we get a fic where joe and you are staying at his parents house and you have to stay quite during the deed

i don’t know how i feel about this but i haven’t posted in a minute so😩

NSFW 18+

joe brought you back to his childhood home to meet his family while lsu is on their christmas break. you and him have been together for a while, and you never had the opportunity to see where he grew up until now.

his family welcomed you with open arms, showering you with compliments and questions. his mother could sense the tiredness from you and joe from the long journey from louisiana to ohio, so she shut down the conversation before it went on to long.

“alright everyone settle down. they must be very tired so we can talk to them more in the morning,” she said.

“thanks mom,” joe replied, wrapping his arm around her shoulder in a loving side hug.

“you’re welcome. now go show her to the guest room”.

joe warned you that most likely his parents were not going to let you guys sleep in his room together. you wanted to leave a good impression on his parents though, so you were not going to complain. joe dropped your stuff to your room and kissed you on your forehead. he then whispered in your ear.

“after everyone goes to bed i’ll come see you baby”.

“okay,” you replied, getting slightly wet hearing his deep voice against your ear.

when he left to go to his room, you went to go take a shower in the connecting bathroom, washing the whole trip away. you put on your cute pj set and sat on the bed, mindlessly scrolling on social media until you saw the door knob turn.

joe walked in wearing a hoodie and flannel pajama pants. it’s simple but he makes everything look good. he came and sat by you.

“so, what do you think about being here? i know it’s not very much,” he said, keeping his voice low.

“i love being here with you. your family is wonderful even though i didn’t get to talk much with them. i just wish we didn’t have to sleep apart,” you replied honestly.

“i know baby, but it’s only for a couple of days. as long as we keep quiet i can always sneak in here and see you”.

he starts rubbing up and down your thigh, looking you in your eyes. you can’t help but look down at his lap seeing a tent in his pajama pants. you decide to straddle his lap and he moves his hands to massage your ass. you kiss his lips, gripping the back of his hair to pull him deeper into you. he grinds his hard-on into you in response, only having two thin layers between each other.

you start to kiss down his neck, licking and biting along the way. he has a steel grip on your ass, biting his lip to keep himself from groaning.

he eventually pushes you on your back and pulls his pajama pants off, along with yours. he lines his tip up to your pussy, hand gripping the sheet beside your head. he slowly slips it in, groaning lowly in your ear.

he puts his forehead against yours as he thrusts in and out of you deeply.

“oh baby i missed your pussy so much,” joe whispered. “you’re so wet for me”.

the bed squeaks as you guys fuck. he pushes your legs back more, hitting your g-spot, making your pussy squelch the faster he thrusts inside of you. you start to feel yourself unravel.

“f-fuck joe,” you accidentally slip out. you cover your mouth, but he’s not any quieter as he chases his high.

“m-i’m gonna cum. gonna cum,” he groans.

he releases inside of you, kissing you as he does.

he rolls over next to you. as you guys are calming down there’s a knock at the door.

both of you look over, eyes going wide.

“are you both okay? heard a lot of noise…,” his dad’s voice trailed off awkwardly.

joe coughs awkwardly. “uh…we’re okay?”.

“alright. uh, w-we’ll talk in the morning”.

his dad walks away from the door. you put your head in your hands embarrassed. joe wraps you in his arms and kisses your head.

so much for a first impression.

#nfl #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow #bengals #jb9 #football

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honeytonedhottie · 1 year ago

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sleeping like an angel°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎀

so in my previous post i talked about WHY its important to get a sufficient amount of sleep and how sleep impacts ur life but in this post i'll go into detail about how i sleep like an angel.

drink lemon water/water immediately before bed ; so i drink as much water as humanely possible before bed, i honestly dont know what this does scientifically but when i wake up after drinking lemon water or reg water my skin GLOWS. try it out and see how u like it~

cute pajamas ; this is just a personal take but when i have cute pajamas im actually EXCITED about going to sleep. instead of wearing something mixed and matched and calling it a night, it just feels so girly and proper to go to bed in matching pjs.

making my room cold ; so the ideal temperature to go to sleep in is 67 degrees if i remember correctly, so if ur room has its own thermostat and u can control the temperature in ur own room set it to something a bit colder, but if not just turn on the fan at a medium/low speed. its rly hard to sleep in a boiling hot room and we dont wanna be sweating all night, i just find that the crisper my area is the better i'll sleep.

fall asleep without ur phone in ur face ; if ur someone who is losing sleep because of scrolling on social media late at night, ask a trusted family member/friend to confiscate ur phone. if thats not preferable to u then put a time limit on ur phone bcuz losing sleep over a phone is never worth it love.

get into the right state ; so before bed, i like to be in the state of the wish fulfilled. or before bed i'll be doing SATS. SATS will literally put u to sleep so effectively, but the point of this bullet point is to understand that the state in which u go to sleep matters. it matters bcuz when ur sleeping ur subconscious is so easy to impress. this is why i fall asleep to subliminals, but dont ever go to bed in a bad mood or in a mood that doesn't align with ur desires.

#self concept #it girl #becoming that girl #self care #self love #advice #that girl #it girl energy #dream girl #dream life #law of assumption #manifesting #self improvement

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friedricebunny · 2 years ago

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*grits teeth* you can't search things up on twitter without an account anymore

#pj talks #seething #finally my least favorite aspect of modern social media has reached twitter

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zzbubblegumbitchzz · 10 days ago

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alright. i’ve had a few people ask for more brat tamer Quinn. but to fully understand brat tamer quinn. we need to go into some basics of the dom/sub relationship he’s apart of right? we need to talk about what makes him tick and what makes him explode.

cw: dom/sub relationship, rules, mentions of punishment, pretty tame tbh, just back story

Every day Quinn is a soft dom right? We all agree on this. He's a lover, he’s not really a fighter. Especially when it comes to you. but he has real thin patience when it comes to you, cause he knows you know how to act. He absolutely knows. You’ve always been so good for him, even before you two fully established the dominant and submissive part of your relationship.

I’ve talked pretty briefly about daddy quinn/casual dominance and how it’s started, but let’s talk about that more real quick.

That first sleepover with him, he noticed your phone going off way more than he was used to. Alarms, not texts or calls or social media notifications. Alarms.

“Why do you have so many alarms, honey?”

“Oh! Just helps me remember things, I'm bad at that. Wouldn’t really eat if I didn’t have a reminder. I just get busy and forget, so 100 alarms a day to keep me in line” with a little laugh and that’s when his lightbulb moment clicks.

He always was under the impression you were so independent and he might settle for only really being dominant in his bedroom with you but that? Now, he could work with that.

So that night he got on your phone and made note of all the times and the labels. Woke up super early, made breakfast for you and after? He reminded you to take your medicine. Filled up your water bottle and gave you a bag of snacks before he took you to work. Texts you throughout the day, “time for a snack baby.” “Go refill your bottle.” “Do you wanna go out or cook tonight?” “Put your pj’s in the bathroom for you, won’t be home when you get to mine so let yourself in and get all cozy. Don’t forget to refill the water bottle after your shower baby.”

You then slowly remove all those alarms, cause he’s your alarm.

It’s a slow build, he doesn’t wanna scare you with it. Cause yes he wants you to need him for everything, he wants to have control over you but at the end of every day you call the shots. If you don’t like something? He’s not doing it again. Your comfort and wellbeing is most important to Quinn. So once he’s home, and his pretty baby is comfortable in her pj’s and in his bed - he's going to bring up a system.

“Why don’t we make a checklist? Something you fill out everyday. I can make it on my notes app or in the reminders and add you to it. That way I can make sure it's done and you are well taken care of, especially if I'm not home.”

And he notices the way your eyes get glassed over, the way your eyes show no thoughts. You just nod, “uh huh” and now he's typing out your daily to do’s with little notes. He adds himself because “it's always helpful when you're not doing it alone.”

Quinn + Bunny’s Daily List:

• Brush teeth - AM

• Morning meds

• Skin care - don't forget sunscreen!

• Drink 2 bottles of water, and one glass before your coffee.

• Eat breakfast (even just a protein bar)

• Lunch too

• Shower after work, get out of those uncomfy clothes

• Make dinner/eat dinner

• Evening meds

• Brush teeth - pm

• Skincare - moisturizer too

Set’s up a reward list too, nothing too crazy. Just small stuff, you pick dinner, a new stuffed animal, a new book. Just small things Quinn knows brings you joy.

Once you're in a steady routine with him, that's when he starts to introduce you into his stern tone.His rules. His punishments.

Quinn + Bunny’s Rules:

1. Always share if you're having a bad day, can't help if I don't know.

2. 3 meals a day.

3. Your body is a temple, treat it as such. Aka listen to your body.

4. Don’t talk back, everything I do is for good. - Everything I do is for good, your best interest is always at the forefront of my mind.

5. Never go to bed without an ‘I love you’.

Quinn’s rules are straight forward, they're never too controlling or too much. He wants your say and your opinion. Your voice matters. Asking why or for more clarification is not talking back, to him it shows that you need more, that you need guidance. He never wants you to go in blind.

Now I firmly believe he hates punishments. He hates making you cry, hates telling you “where'd my good girl go?” cause he watches your eyes get sad and he never wants to be the reason you're sad. But he knows, sometimes to get his point across he needs to be stern with you.

It’s never really a conversation either, it's not a “we should try this.” it's a “we fell into this” and now it's just; you guys. It's what works for you both.

#qh43 #quinn hughes blurb #quinn hughes smut #quinn hughes headcanon #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes fanfiction #quinn hughes fluff #daddy quinn #dom!quinn #soft dom!quinn

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