#tim laflour x y/n

[mcondance]

another tim + his dorm fantasy lol ☆ reader is able to be fucked against a wall ☆ he’s described as “way taller than you.” matthew is 6’4 so tim is 6’4.

bf! tim and his unbelievably good dick. he fucks dirty and he fucks well, pretty face twisted up at the feel of you around him.

against his door is how you take it, how he gives it to you this time. strong from years of hockey and fueled by a love for this, his ruts and thrusts and the way he fucks you right is normal and routine.

your hands curl in his tee with something nasty printed across the front, nails almost ripping holes in his shirt. he wouldn’t care if you did, cause it’s his style, of course, but also cause he can wear it around, getting compliments and odd looks and only the two of you know what the rips came from.

always needing and wanting, you kiss him as best you can with him rocking you against the cold wood, hands on the sides of his face and just barely scratching at his box blonde hair. messy and wild, tongue and spit and overshot kisses that land on each other’s cheek or nose half the time.

broad and strong, way taller than you, he’s a pro at picking you up and drilling into you exactly how you both need it. you whine raggedly from deep in your throat, letting his deliberate strokes bang you against the door, throwing your head back and moaning to the sky. it’s almost too much to be getting pounded like this, and it’s everything.

his boxy tv playing an old rerun of living single, loud conversations passing outside his dorm room, the city buzzing just outside his window, and the two of you, enthralled and having fun fucking like the movies.

[knoepfl]

A Senseless Assumption

Fandom:Senseless Genre: Comedy, Romance, Slice of Life

Summary: Tim LaFlour prided himself on being a people person—or at least someone who could tell when things weren’t right. When his girlfriend starts acting differently, he jumps to the obvious (but hilariously wrong) conclusion: she’s on drugs. Cue misunderstandings, comedic chaos, and a lesson Tim won’t forget anytime soon

Pairing

• Tim LaFlour x Reader (Romantic relationship)

Trigger Warnings

• Mentions of Mood Swings • Misunderstandings About Drug Use • Comedic Gender Stereotypes • Mild Language and Arguments • Mention of Food Consumption

Masterlist

Words: 1055

--- Tim LaFlour had a knack for spotting the weird in any situation. It wasn’t a skill he worked on, per se—more like a side effect of being weird himself. That’s why he couldn’t ignore the fact that his girlfriend, his awesome girlfriend, had been acting...off.

"Hey, babe, can you pass the salt?" he’d asked a couple of nights ago over dinner.

She’d glared at him like he’d just asked for her kidney. "Get it yourself, Tim."

Normally, she’d laugh at his laziness or toss the salt at him with a grin. This time, she looked one eye-roll away from stabbing him with her fork.

And then there were the other things. Like how she cried during a cheesy dog food commercial and then got mad at him for laughing about it. Or how she devoured an entire bag of chips and then ranted about how terrible they were.

It wasn’t like her. She was usually chill, the calm to his chaos. Now, she was a walking rollercoaster.

Tim brought up his concerns to Darryl the next day while they were hanging out in their dorm.

"Dude, I think something’s wrong with her," Tim said, pacing the room.

Darryl barely looked up from his textbook. "Wrong how?"

"She’s acting...I don’t know, weird. Like, mood swings, random crying, snapping at me for no reason. Yesterday, she called me a ‘human disaster.’" Tim paused. "Okay, that one’s fair, but still. It’s not like her."

"Maybe she’s stressed?" Darryl suggested, scribbling notes.

Tim shook his head. "No, man. Stress doesn’t explain it. You don’t just snap out of nowhere. I think...I think she might be on drugs."

That got Darryl’s attention. He stared at Tim, eyebrows raised. "Drugs? Seriously?"

"Yeah! Like, what if she’s doing something hardcore? Like, I don’t know, LSD or something."

"You realize LSD doesn’t cause mood swings, right?"

"Okay, well, I don’t know the specifics, Darryl!" Tim threw his hands up. "I’m not a drug scientist. All I’m saying is she’s not herself, and I need to figure out what’s going on."

Darryl sighed. "Have you tried, you know, talking to her?"

Tim blinked. "Talking? To her? What if she lies?"

"Or," Darryl said dryly, "what if she tells you the truth, and it’s something completely normal?"

But Tim wasn’t listening. He was already planning his next move.

---

Tim decided to keep an eye on his girlfriend for a couple of days, subtly. At least, that’s what he told himself. In reality, his version of subtle was about as subtle as a neon sign.

When she got up to grab a snack, Tim casually leaned over her bag and peeked inside.

"Tim, what are you doing?" she asked, catching him mid-snoop.

"Uh, nothing!" he said, straightening up and grinning. "Just making sure you didn’t forget your, uh, keys!"

She squinted at him. "My keys are in my pocket."

"Well, good! Crisis averted!" He gave her a double thumbs-up and backed away.

Later, he tried to sneak a look at her phone, but she caught him again.

"Why are you acting so weird?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"Weird? Me? Ha! You’re imagining things." He let out a nervous laugh and quickly changed the subject.

By the third day, Tim was more convinced than ever that something was up. He decided it was time to confront her, Tim LaFlour style: with absolutely no tact or planning.

---

"Alright, babe, we need to talk," Tim announced dramatically as she sat on the couch, wrapped in a blanket.

She looked up, clearly annoyed. "About what?"

Tim took a deep breath. "Look, I know you’ve been going through some stuff lately. And I just want you to know, no matter what it is, I’m here for you."

Her expression softened slightly. "Tim, that’s sweet, but—"

"Even if it’s drugs," he blurted out.

She froze. "...What?"

"You don’t have to hide it from me!" he said, sitting beside her. "If you’re, like, experimenting or whatever, I’ll support you. Unless it’s meth. Or heroin. Or anything Tony in the quad sells—seriously, don’t trust that guy."

Her jaw dropped. "You think I’m on drugs?"

"Well, yeah! I mean, the mood swings, the random crying, the way you yelled at me for eating your leftover pizza—"

"You ate my pizza?"

"Not the point!" Tim waved it off. "The point is, you’re acting different, and I’m worried about you!"

For a moment, she just stared at him. Then she started laughing.

Tim frowned. "This isn’t a joke, babe. I’m serious."

"Oh my God," she said, clutching her stomach. "You think I’m on drugs because I yelled at you? Tim, I’m not on drugs. I have my period."

He blinked. "Your...what?"

"My period, Tim. You know, hormones, cramps, mood swings? The thing every woman deals with once a month?"

Tim stared at her, completely dumbfounded. "So...you’re not on LSD?"

"No!"

"Not even a little?"

She rolled her eyes. "No, Tim. I’m not on drugs. I’m just dealing with my period. And by the way, you ate my pizza."

Tim leaned back, processing this information. "Okay, so...all this time, I’ve been freaking out over something completely normal?"

"Yes."

"And you’re not secretly meeting Tony in the quad?"

"No!"

Tim let out a breath. "Wow. That’s...actually kind of a relief."

---

Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, Tim went into full boyfriend-repair mode. He raided the kitchen for chocolate, offering her a candy bar like it was a peace treaty.

"Here. For the hormones," he said, handing it over.

She snorted. "Thanks, Tim. Very thoughtful."

"Hey, I’m trying here! I didn’t know this was, like, a thing you go through every month. You should’ve told me!"

"Most guys don’t need a tutorial on basic biology."

"Yeah, well, I’m not most guys, am I?" He grinned, throwing an arm around her.

She couldn’t stay mad at him, not when he was trying so hard.

"Okay," she said, leaning into him. "But next time, just ask me what’s going on before assuming I’m on drugs."

"Deal." He kissed the top of her head. "And, uh, sorry about the pizza. That was totally my bad."

She rolled her eyes but smiled. "You’re lucky you’re cute."

"Damn right I am."

And just like that, they were back to normal—or as normal as things got when Tim LaFlour was involved.

---

[ahsxual]

What Are They Like In Bed?

Pairing: Matthew Lillard Characters x Reader

Characters: William Afton, Stu Macher, Stevo Levy, Tim Laflour & Doug Van Housen

Warnings: +18 content, minors DNI, rough sex, mentions of torture and unhealthy relationships

William Afton

William is a very rough and possessive lover in bed. His main goal is to make you cum by overstimulating and edging you over and over again. He would love to "torture" you just to hear you beg for mercy for him to stop, only to laugh at your face afterwards. He will degrade you and make you feel like a personal sex doll for his own pleasure

He isn't loud in bed, apart from a few low grunts when he's cumming, especially when it's inside you (his favorite place to cum)

His favorite position is missionary, so he can watch your face while he fucks you, and doggy style, where he can watch your pretty ass bounce with every thrust and have full control of your body as he presses your head down

He will be sweet and nice to you in public so that you feel attached to him, just to act cold between four walls. You never know which side of him you'll get, so it's always a new experience and a rush of adrenaline whenever the two of you are about to fuck

He won't mind hurting you by talking to other women his age. In fact, he will feel great that you're jealous because of him and because he can "control" your feelings. But do not, and I repeat, DO NOT do the same to him. He'll make you regret it and you'll be covered in bruises the next day if not worse lol

That being said, William is extremely possessive of you, even if he doesn't admit it because you must know that you're only his

If you're in an official relationship with him, he'll take more care of you and be more attentive to your needs, so he'll be able to make love to you if you ask beg him to. But don't forget his "true persona" and his evil nature, so his "sweet version" won't last forever

Stu Macher

Stu is a sweeter lover in bed, if you're his girlfriend. If you're not, he'll be the horniest guy you've ever met and will fuck you just to get off, so he'll be pretty annoying just to get in your pants.

He's always in the mood for it, so you better be prepared to deal with a super clingy and touchy Stu all day. He won't even mind where you guys are, he just wants to kiss and be inside you.

His favorite position is the one where he can put your legs around his shoulders to fuck you deeper while looking into your eyes, since he knows his dick is huge and it can reach places you never knew about yourself it'll hurt a bit, just so you know

His pace is pretty fast, but he isn't too rough, unless you ask for it. If you guys are dating or having a deep level of intimacy, he'll tell you about his darkest kinks in hope you'll accept them and want to experiment them as well.

Such as knife kink, chasing kink, pain kink (both sides), dacryphilia, predator/prey dynamic kink, and much more.

He'll want you to have sex with Billy too eventually, with Stu still present obviously, just to prove to Billy what a good girl you are and how lucky he is to have you for himself also to have an excuse to be more intimate with Billy lmao

BUT, if you ever find out about his double life and even then you stayed loyal and accepted him, or even want to join them, Stu will kill and die for you without blinking an eye, if necessary. He'll do anything for you and your sex will be even more... thrilling

Stevo Levy

We all know that Stevo is all about rebellion, drugs and sex. Those are the three things he needs in his life to feel alive and give life some meaning.

Stevo is actually a great lover as long as you guys keep your relationship unofficial and stay faithful to each other!! From his countless experiences, he's great in bed, always making you feel sexy and valued by kissing and worshipping every part of your body.

He'll fuck you anywhere, whether it's at parties, at a friend's house, in a hidden spot in the middle of the street that he's found, literally anywhere. And he won't give two fucks if you guys get caught, and will fight whoever makes you feel uncomfortable or makes nasty comments about you.

His kisses are sloppy and wet, especially when he's high or drunk, so by the end of the night you'll be covered in his spit. In the beginning, his sex is primal and he will fuck you like he needs it to stay alive, which means there'll be sweat, hickeys and your sore pussy in the next morning.

You'll also notice a change in your sexual encounters the moment he falls in love with you: he'll be more sweet, his pace will be more slow and sensual, and your pleasure will always come first rather than his, even if it means he doesn't get to come. He wouldn't tell you that he's falling for you, but you would find out when Bob and Mike told you he had been acting weird lately and by the fact that he had beaten the shit out of a guy who was flirting with you at a party.

Also, he's a switch in bed, if you tease him enough ;)

Tim Laflour

Sex with Tim is a very polemical topic, as we all know. Ever since he began to commit to his pledge, it was a bit challenging to convince him to make sex with you... but only at the beginning.

You're too irresistible for him to reject his sexual needs, so after one month of dating, he begged you on his knees to just taste and eat you out he literally cried. There's no penetration , so it doesn't count as actual sex, right?

After that "incident", you began to tease him more to get what you wanted. To be intimate with your boyfriend, there's nothing wrong with that. And believe me when I tell you it worked perfectly.

Tim is probably the most attentive, caring and loving partner you'll ever have in bed and in general. He can't be extremely rough or mean with you, it's all just pure love and tenderness with him. He would probably die from sadness and regret if he ever hurt you.

Before you started dating him, he was more dominant and wanted to prove to you that he was good in bed. Now that you've been dating for months, he's mostly a sub in the bedroom, loving the way you dominate him and make him beg for release.

But don't get me wrong, because in moments when he's feeling desperate, he won't let you have your way and will actually fuck you instead of making sweet, sensual love. He will apologize afterwards if he was too rough and the aftercare will be perfect.

This big boy loves quickies, especially if you're both stoned or drunk at your closest friend's house. On those occasions, his pace is very fast, as if he was losing his virginity to a goddess and couldn't control his sexual desires, and he grabs you as if you might run away from him. In the end, you always laugh at how cute, desperate, and clingy he was with you.

LISTEN, this boy right here has a hockey player/cheerleader role-play kink. He goes crazy when you dress up as a semi-naked cheerleader and ride him, telling him how such a good boy he was and that he deserved a reward for winning the game. BUT, if his team loses, you've discovered one thing that turns his sadness into excitement... and that being said, Tim never leaves a game upset anymore, regardless of the result, because he knows that has soon as you get home, you're going to peg him until he begs you to let him come. YES, he's definitely into pegging.

The fact that he has a piercing on his penis and probably on his nipples too, it can add extra fun in sex, since he is very sensitive on those specific spots. Whenever you play with his piercings, expect him to cum within a few minutes. He's also the loudest in the bedroom ;))

Doug Van Housen

Lord have mercy on you if you want to have sex with Doug Van Housen. He's the definition of destruction in sex, and if you're into pain and hard BDSM, then he's the right lover for you.

If you're not officially dating and it's just sex between you two, prepare to be constantly bruised and sore. He will use you as his sex doll, only for his pleasure and won't care much if he hurts you.

He gets turned on by your cries, your pain, your vulnerability, devotion and loyalty towards him, the way you give him the power to control and abuse you. But even then, you won't be able to see his softer side ever if he doesn't have real feelings for you.

If he does have feelings for you somehow, things will be a bit... different. He will be a bit more affectionate (not too much, just kisses and possessive side hugs) and focus more on your pleasure.

He won't stop fucking you until he made you cum several times and you don't have energy to simply get up. He enjoys the exhaustion he causes you, edging you first countless times, which means he did a great job in pleasuring you.

He'll want to mark and carve his initials on your soft skin, just so you know who you belong to and never forget it... as if you would ever forget, but "just in case your silly pussy decides to misbehave its master", he would say.

He's probably the kinkiest and most perverse of them all, and the one with the darkest fantasies too. He sees you only as his property, and won't hesitate to torture anyone who tries to take you away from him. But no one smart enough will challenge him if they have the will to live.

[cluelessandsenseless]

Tim Laflour x Black sorority!girl

Tim and his sweet Sorority girl.

Once again opposites attract, blah, blah, blah..

He was a boy she was a girl..

He is a punk, she did ballet..yada, yada.

She’s a sorority girl.

Tim thinks she’s intimidating with her sorority sisters around every corner, greek life just was not for him.

Tim caught Y/N's eye.

Y/N sees Tim Skating around campus and in class almost everyday.

Tim sits behind her in their poetry class but we know he's only doing the class for extra credit so his attention is already divided.

When he has no idea what is going on he's looking at her.

She says Hi to him when he walks by her to get to his seat.

Y/N has a thing for Tim but doesn’t wanna make a fool out of herself by approaching him especially if any of her friends are around.

Y/N thinks she's not Tims type, she's wrong of course.

Tim thinks she’s too cute to be interested in him because he is a punk with a dozen piercings and she's has perfectly glossed lips and manicured nails.

He is going to shoots his shot anyway.

Tim isn’t great at poetry.

He asks Y/N to study together.

“Hey!.. Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to study together sometime?..”

“Really?! I mean of course, yes.”

“You always look like you know what you’re doing in class.”

“Where should we meet? I would invite you to the Kappa house but it’s so busy. ”

“What about my place, I’ll pick you up from after my hockey practice tomorrow? Is 5:30pm too late?”

“No that’s perfect! I’ll see you tomorrow.”

"Bye."

Y/N has the sweetest smile on her face the entire time they're speaking and after.

Y/N puts on her cutest new outfit.

They study at his place because she lives with 20 other girls and the library is always so busy.

Y/N brings him specially homemade sweet treats.

He opens the door for them with his belly piercing.

They sit on opposite ends of the sofa books sprawled out between the two of them.

Tim can’t focus on studying because of Y/N.

She’s been reading the same line for 5 minutes because she can't make eye contact at first.

Y/N is so soft spoken Tim can tell she's nervous.

He try’s to cut the tension by asking her about herself.

They have a lot in common weirdly enough, she listens to the him talk about his piercings and they love the same foods.

“What is it like being in a sorority?”

“Oh, it’s the best! Most people think Greek life is all about stuck up and mean, but not everyone is like that.”

"you definitely aren't like that"

"Do you go to Greek Parties?"

“Yeah, it's not really my vibe scene tho. But see you out partying sometimes.”

“You go to our parties?”

“Yeah, sometimes”

“Are you coming to the Kappa house Saturday?”

“I might.. are you going?”

“Of course, I live there. so I'll see you there?”

"Definitely!"

Darryl thinks he walked into the wrong apartment when he sees Y/N on Tim's bed with all her things.

They don’t get much studying done that’s night.

Tim walks her back to the House.

Tim's seat moves forward in their poetry class so he can sit with her.

They walk to and from class together for the rest of the week.

They brush hands as they walk so close to each other.

Tim is so at the party on Saturday.

Y/N is surrounded by her sorority sisters when Tim enters with Darryl.

Tim hesitates to approach Y/N.

Y/N spots him and brings him a drink.

“Hey Tim! I got you a drink. I hope beer is okay!”

“Thanks it’s perfect. You look really amazing by the way.”

“Thank you, I thought I’d get something new since it’s the first sorority party of the summer!”

*she does a spin*

“Are you here with anyone?”

“Yeah I brought my roommate, Darryl. He went to get a drink.”

“Do you wanna come say hi, to the girls?!”

“Yeah.. yeah, I’m nervous. Is that bad?”

“You’ll be okay”

Tim knows the girls because a few of them date the guys on the hockey team.

The girls think Tim is interesting.. But nice.

Y/N and Tim move closer to each other over the course of the night , eventually his hand is on her lower back.

They talk about life and graduation plans for next year.

Tim loves your outfit.

He reaches his hand out for her and she leads them outside to dance.

They walk hand in hand to the dance floor.

Tim doesn’t know where to put his hands and settles with just above her hips.

Tim spins you and shows his off his worst moves.

Y/N wraps her arms around Tim's neck and he leans down so she can reach him.

They don't care what music is playing when they dance together.

They're looking into each others eyes.

Skip to the next time they see each other Tim has the biggest smile on his face when he walks into class and sees Y/N in her usual seat.

There is a spot right next to Y/N jut for him.

They're so close, smiling laughing, she's touching his arm.

They eat lunch together.

They're so pining for each other.

One of them is gonna make a move soon.

They would be talking and Y/N is leaned agains a wall and Tim is in front of her standing with his arm on the wall over her head.

They just look like a couple.

Tim kisses Y/N for the first time when they're studying together at sitting inches apart on his bed.

After that they're official.

Tim has his hands on Y/N, constantly holding her hand, or has his hands on her lower back.

Y/N dotes on Tim all the time, like after a hockey game she's waiting for him on the sidelines with a kiss and a Gatorade.

Y/N doesn’t like being cold so she’s always wrapped up in a sweater and Tim’s leather jacket at Hockey games.

Tim gives scary dog privileges and Y/N is just so baby girl.

Y/N stays the night with Tim at his Apartment.

Darryl will forever be surprised when he sees Y/N in his apartment.

Tim sneaking in to the Sorority house to stay the night with Y/N.

Y/n goes from being in her bonnet and cute little PJ sets to wearing Tim's Scrotum poles T-shirt.

Y/N probably falls asleep in Tim's arms and her head on his chest.

Y/N clings to Tim when he takes her to a punk club for the first time.

Tim calls Y/N "Baby"- it makes her heart melt.

Y/N calls Tim "Honey".

"Babe" is a favourite for the both of them.

Just so much love between them.

I don’t know what else to say. <3

Maybe a second part if I get more ideas.

Check out the rest of my blog. xxx

[pixie-ass]

Tim LaFlour x F!Coquette(ish) reader

Readers a girl in his english class, inspired by the scene of him reading Langston Hughes. They're opposites bc I think the opposite aesthetic trope is so damn cute.

I have a lot of ideas for this trope that I'll try to add!

Warnings - none except for fluff with my fav punk!

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Tim was not the best at poetry. Needless to say, english literature wasn't one of his strongest suits. That's why when the professor had assigned a very long, very taunting poetry book along with an analysis, he was fucked. Not only that but he didn't really know anybody in that class to ask for help and he was sure his roommate, Daryl, was as clueless as him.

As class was dismissed and all the students were beginning to leave, Tim packed his stuff up, sighing as he began to think. The class size wasn't big, so as people walked out, he looked around for anyone who seemed helpful, only to catch eyes with a particular girl.

He'd noticed her since the beginning of the semester. She always sat second row on the right and would never talk unless called on. He noticed all her supplies were a light shade of pink, which he thought suited her. She'd always dress with light colors too, very put together. Tim sat in the row behind her a few seats to her left so he'd always find himself zoning out on her, only because she stood out.

“Do you know how to do this?” He'd take his chance and ask her, she seemed so sophisticated taking notes everyday, he was sure she'd know what she was doing. Her eyes widened and she seemed to go from shock, to confusion, to acceptance all in the span of a second. “Yeah, we're just going through the book assigned and analyzing the poems. Pretty easy.” She smiled as she swung her backpack (light pink of course) over her shoulders.

“I got that, but I don't get it, like how we're supposed to analyze. I suck at this class.” She giggled in response, causing Tim's brows to knit in confusion, he couldn't find what was amusing. “It's pretty simple, if you want, I can help you.” She offered him a sweet smile that caused him to smile. He nodded, “Yeah, that'd be awesome! We can work in my dorm.”

She nodded, “I'm y/n by the way.” She offered her hand out for him to shake. He slipped his hand into hers, feeling her soft skin and admiring how well taken care of her nails were. “Tim! Nice to meet ya." He stared into her eyes almost dumbfounded as he shook her hand, a dumb smile plastered on both their faces.

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A knock on the door startled Daryl as he sat in the living room, tense from the drug effects. Tim opened the door to his dorm, quickly walking over to the front door and opening it, “Hey! Welcome, welcome, you can make yourself right at home. My rooms over here.” Daryl raised a brow as he watched the very opposite girl walk in. Her light clothed and accessories a blinding contrast to everything Tim owned. It was almost comedic.

“We’re gonna be studying, dawg, so don't interrupt so we can get smart.”

“Yeah man, don't worry. You have fun.” He responded, a teasing hint in his tone.

As the girl walked into his room, she couldn't help but look around, admiring all the punk posters and dark themes. She stood out like a sore thumb. Her white sweater, blue jeans, and pink accessories were almost blinding in there. Tim noticed straight away, letting out a small chuckle as he shut the door. “You listen to any of them?” He asked, pointing to his various punk band posters. As expected, she shook her head, “No, haha. They look sick, though.” This caused Tim to smile as she set her bag down on the floor next to his bed. He motioned for her to sit, and she did.

Immediately, she began pulling out the poetry book and some paper. I guess she was here for business. Tim sat down across from her, getting his own stuff out. As she got a paper, she began explaining, Tim nodding in response as he listened. It seemed a hundred times easier to listen to her than the professor. After explanations he began to understand, they'd take turns reading poems out loud, analyzing, highlighting, and annotating what they agreed was important, (though it was mostly Y/n who would point out most and Tim would just agree since she seemed so pleased).

Tim noticed that when she would concentrate she would chew on the end of her pencil, her glossy pink lips attracting him like a moth to light. She had pretty lips and he couldn't help but stare at them, his own mouth seeming to slightly open as he stared until he had to catch himself multiple times.

After about 2 hours of this, they'd finished more than half the assignment, and they were both more than exhausted. It was nearly midnight. Yawning, y/n shut the poetry book, packing her papers into her folder. They hadn't chit chatted a lot, Tim didn't want to interrupt her focus so as they cleaned up Tim spoke up.

“So do you enjoy poetry? You seemed really into all the poems.” Y/n shrugged as she packed away the last of her things, “I guess I do. I like the beauty and emotion put into poems. They're really beautiful if you read them right.” Her response was said in a sleepy tone but was so sincere, Tim found himself feeling a sort of admiration along with a tingling in his stomach.

He smiled at her as she broke out into a yawn again. “You seem tired, we should get to sleep, eh.” He suggested standing up and fixing his bed to rest. She also stood up, stretching her body. “How fars, your dorm? I can walk you. It's pretty late, so I wouldn't want you to get spooked.” She giggled as he said it. Mostly, his tone was what made her laugh.

“It's all across campus, on the other side of the main hall.” His brows raised in concern. “That far? That's like a 10 minute walk.” He knew it wasn't far but she seemed so tired he wasn't sure if she'd even make it, she looked one blink away from knocking over like a leaf in the wind.

“You'd be better off staying here.” She raised a brow at his comment, a frown appearing on her soft face, “I'm not dumb enough to stay in a college guys dorm for the night. If you're thinking what you are, know I'm not the one.” Her sleepy voice was now stern as she headed for the door, her walk telling him that his comment had made her upset.

“Hey, hey. I didn't mean it like that. I promise! I'm on a no sex, drugs, or anything sinful pact so I swear I didn't mean anything that you're thinking.” He raised his arms up in defense, watching as she stopped and turned around, eyeing him.

“I was just saying, since you look so tired. I think it'd be better for you to just sleep here than walk all the way over there.” She stared at him in silence for a few long seconds.

She was only thinking it through so much since she really found Tim to be cute. Ever since she'd laid eyes on him as he walked in through the door mid-lecture, she'd felt her cheeks go pink. Something about the way he looked, or carried himself, or talked, it all fascinated her, and soon enough, she found herself crushing on him like a high school girl.

Sighing, she responded, “Okay, fine. But only because I really am so exhausted.” Tim's face seemed to go from upset to a beaming smile quickly. “Awesome! You can borrow one of my T-shirts if you want. And you can take the bed. I'll take the floor.” He exited the room after tossing a t-shirt onto the bed, leaving her a very flustered and hot mess. Her heart was racing as she lifted up the shirt he'd left for her. It was of a punk band. It smelled just like Tim. She blushed as she put it on. She blushed as she got into Tim's very soft and warm bed, blushed at how sweet it was for him to offer to sleep on the floor.

As she tucked in, Tim knocked, walking in after she answered and smiled down at the view of her covered in his blanket, completely bundled from neck down.

"Thank you for helping me by the way. Learned more from you then the professor, goodnight.”

He shut the lights off, and y/n heard as he shuffled on the floor. Looking down, she saw him lying with a comically small blanket and a decor pillow. Her heart raced in her ears as she decided if she should speak or not.

“You can sleep on the bed, Tim. It's your bed anyway, so I'd feel terrible if you slept on the floor.” She was also pitied by the sight of his tall figure under that poor excuse of a blanket. She heard him shuffle and next thing he was standing.

“You sure? Really, I'm alright sleeping on the good ole floor.” He chuckled.

“Im sure.” She scooted over to the other side, patting the bed. He didn't hesitate even a second as he tucked in beside her, far enough to not make her uncomfortable. As her eyes adjusted, she could begin to make out his silhouette in the dark. That's when she realized how close he really was, and she found a new found heat on her face. She went to cover her head with the blanket as if he could see her reddened cheeks.

“Tim.? You still awake?” She spoke softly under the covers. The soft ruffle of the pillow case sounded, “Yeah. What's up?” He whispered back.

Her hands seemed to tingle along with the butterflies in her stomach. She uncovered herself and moved her body so she could stare at him and him at her, he was already facing her direction though.

“Thank you for letting me stay, I didn't tell you, but it means a lot that you care.” She offered a sleepy smile as she stared into his face. He smiled back, and though she couldn't see it, she could see the outline of his cheeks when he did so.

“It's no biggie. Just the right thing to do. You tell me if you had a pretty girl in your dorm who was tired and lived far away that you wouldn't feel bad if she was alone.” His statement caused her to let out a small giggle into the sheets, which in turn caused her heart to flutter.

She scooted closer to him, not much, not enough to be noticeable in the dark but enough to where she could feel how warm he was, a huge grin spread across her face. "Goodnight, Tim…" Her eyes were far too heavy to keep open now, she shut them, and without a thought cuddled into Tims side causing him to freeze.

He slowly looked down at her, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest, her closed eyes and her features. Gently he wrapped his arm around her, feeling her shift closer to him, his heart ramming against his chest. She was so small in his arms, so warm, he felt himself leaning into her head, resting his head against the top of hers, caressing her back as she slept. He wasn't sure why he was doing this or why he felt so much in his gut.

All he knew was that he was happy, holding her and admiring her. That he was feeling far too much all at once.

He'd have to talk to her about this tomorrow. His emotions would be the death of him.

[dreamstatez]

Tim LaFlour X Reader

summary: after a day out with tim he invites you to his dorm and offers to show you his room. he also has a confession to make.

warnings !!: small praise, cussing, semi sexual tension, semi smut, semi gender specific compliments, fluff ?

word count: 685

Besties, please be nice to me. I'm rusty and please (nicely) tell me how to improve with writing.

𝗗𝗢 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗦𝗘𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗠 ?

“no really...I insist..I'll show you everything...”

You and Tim we're walking on the street, laughing with each other. You stopped in front of his dorm building. Tim let out a small sigh,

Tim: “You wanna go up to my dorm?”

Y/N: “Oh..I really shouldn't.”

Tim: “Oh come on! It'll be fun..just for a second, okay?” You nodded and walked upstairs with him. He had on a black and red striped sweater, baggy low-rise jeans, a chain cross necklace, dirty black converse, and white above ankle socks. He excitedly stopped in front of his dorm door.

Tim: “Here we are! Beautiful isn't it?” he fakely sighed and pressed his cheek against the door. And you both giggled. “Soo..do you wanna like…go inside at all or?” He moved from the door and came a little closer. Silently giving you siren eyes.

Y/N: “I should really get home-”

Tim: “But it's uh…cold outside, plus you haven't even seen my room yet! I promise that my room is cool as fuck!” You both laugh as he keeps talking. “I promise.”

Y/N: “It’s really cool?”

Tim: “Super…cool..” He came closer, he was slightly towering over you. It felt as though within the silence, Tim was thinking about reaching out to touch you. The silence was; for some reason; exotic? Tim kept looking down at you. His eyes seemed to be creating images of what you'd look like unclothed, you didn't know for sure, but you were certain. He suddenly cleared his throat.

Tim: “Uh…do you wanna go inside now?” You nodded. And you noticed how Tim was a little nervous, it was kinda cute. He showed you the bathroom, Darryl's room as he wasn't home, and you finally reached his room. He sat down on the side of his bed and looked at you as you came in. “Welcome to my lair!” he giggled and jumped on the bed as you sat down next to where he previously sat. He bounced back down to sit on the bed and looked at you. “Sooooo…what do you think!? Is it cool as fuck?”

Y/N: “Yup..it's amazing” you said, unimpressed.

Tim: “Ohh, Come on! My room is amazing. Especially my bed. You see how soft this is!? Feel this shit. Move real quick.” He got up under the covers and the sheet and looked at you as you stood up and smiled. “Get under the covers with me! It's so fucking soft I swear.” You sighed and got underneath beside Tim. He poked your cheek and quickly looked at a wall like he didn't do anything.

Y/N: “Wh…did you poke me?!?” you chuckled and he looked at you “confused”.

Tim: “Who? Me? Pfft! What? No! I would..I would never!” His laughter tried to break in as he tried to speak with a straight face. You lightly nugged his shoulder. You two locked eyes again. He seemed to slowly lean in as he looked at you. His eyes softened and he licked his lips. He seemed to study your face as well as you looked at him. He caressed your face and slowly leaned in. “Can I?” You nodded, and with your silent consent Tim kissed you. And then more and more followed. With every kiss, his hands decided to explore you and hold you. One hand slightly held your hair and face, the other holding at your waist.

Tim: “I don't know if right now is the right time to say this…but..I've always thought you were so gorgeous. And I have had a crush on you for the longest time..”

Y/N: “I like you too actually..”

Tim: “You do?”

Y/N: “Mhm”

Tim: “Holy shit…no way! Are you fucking serious!? No fucking way! Really!?” The excitement on his face was adorable. He kissed you again. “Do you maybe wanna…go out some time?”

Y/N: “Uh, yes!? Of course I would!”

Tim: “Sweet! When can I pick you up? 3:00pm? Mall?”

Y/N: “Sure, Tim” You kissed him again and he smiled as he pulled away.

Tim: “I must be dreaming..” You both laugh and look at each other. Before exchanging more soft kisses.

[y'all it's 12:49am. I gotta go to BED.]

[gh0stsp1d3r]

hii can u do tim laflour x masc!reader where the reader plays in a local punk band and they meet at one of his gigs?

ahh I love this!!

ℐ𝓃 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔ℯ𝓇

warnings- alcohol, I made reader the lead singer so if you can’t sing just pretend you can lol (I didn’t wanna make it the guitarist because everyone does that in fics)

He walked in with a group of friends, he talked with a smile on his face as they got some drinks.

“Mm.. so, what’d you say their name was again? Your friend?” Tim asked as he took a sip from the bottle.

“Y/n. He’s the lead singer.” One of his friends said. Tim’s eyes went up to the stage and he noticed you and a couple other band mates getting ready. The drummer and guitarist tuned their instruments, you looked over lyrics and made sure everyone else was ready. The bassist was ready beforehand and now just waiting.

“Alright, you ready?” You asked them after a little, you turned to them and they all gave you thumbs up. The drummer grabbed her sticks and nodded.

“Okay.” You cleared your throat, and began to talk into the microphone.

“Hello!! We are the (B/n).” You spoke loudly into the microphone, cheers by friends and unknown people were heard. You smiled and looked back at your band mates, and they started to play.

Tim felt lost in your voice, a smile creeping up onto his face as you sung. He started to dance, which looked a little goofy.

Later, everyone was drunk and dancing, so he didn’t need to worry about looking weird. You smiled as you sung, your eyes drifted to a certain boy in the corner. He was a friend of your friend, and you would make sure to get his name later.

Once the show was over, you introduced your band mates and yourself. You were out of breath, but spoke with a smile and confidence. There was cheers around the room.

After, you and your band packed up.

“Hey, we’re gonna go ahead and go to a party. You coming?” Your drummer said.

“No. I’m good, got someone I needa see.”

They raised their eyebrows at that. “Gotta boyfriend without us knowing?”

You rolled your eyes “No, I wish.”

“Alright. Well, see you!” They laughed and went into their cars.

You made your way back inside, your eyes scanned the room and landed on your friend. She was easy to spot with her liberty spikes.

“Hey!” You yelled to her with a smile and laugh.

“Y/n!! You did great!” She said, giving you a hug.

“Thanks. Hey, uh..” you leaned into her ear, whispering and asking who her friend was.

“Tim? He’s been checking you out all night.” She said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Hey, Tim!” She called him over. You smiled as he walked over.

“Tim, this is y/n, y/n, this is Tim.”

You both shook hands with a smile. “Your hands great, by the way.” He said.

“Thanks!“

He smiled at you, and you began to talk with him. You both talked about random stuff, your friend watching with a smirk knowing you two would be close.

You both conversed as if you were old friends, it was simple with him and he wasn’t arrogant or nervous.

“Hey! Uh, you should come to our other gig. It’s next weekend.” You pulled out something from your pocket, handing him the paper.

“I’ll make room for it.” He smiled at you, his smile was contagious, he pocketed the paper.

“I’ll see you around, eh?” He said.

“Yeah. See you.” You responded, saying by to your friend who winked at you as they left.

[crimsonv1]

"Just Friends"

Jealous!Tim LaFlour x FEM!reader 

(This was a request from someone and I rlly loved the idea ! <33 :))

-

If Darryl hadn't introduced Tim to his snobby nemises, Tim wouldn't be in this predicament at all.

It wasn't until you started talking to him did Tim truly see him like Darryl did. It started with small things, like gifts or presents. Then it developed to walking to class, or sometimes even hanging out after school. Of course regularly friends do this, but Scott Thorpe wasnt regularly friends with people.

Tim felt like he was missing out somehow, whenever you used to walk with him to his classes- or compliment his piercings, and now you walked with Scott to classes, complimenting his neat-ness and clean behavior. Of course Tim still got to see you, whenever he could he'd go across his apartment to yours and hang out. 

So Tim had started to act more on you, following you wherever you went- or coming up to you more often.

It also wasn't until Darryl mentioned the problem did Tim really hate it. 

—----------------------

You grabbed your bag, and finished up getting ready before knocking on the wall. 

"Hey guys! I'm gonna head out alright, sorry we couldn't do movie night tonight I have - a meeting." 

Darryl and Tim came up to you while you said it, "I'll lock your apartment door. Also, with who?" Tim said while placing his poetry book to the side, and grabbing your keys when you tossed them to him

"Scott, we're gonna go eat at a nice restraunt down town then I'll be back." Darryl looked at you with a quick disgusted face "Scott? Don't you think that boy might be hitting on you?" He said with an exaggerated tone while Tim snapped his head towards him.

"No of course not! He's just my friend" 

"I don't know how you could be friends with that guy, he's rude, wealthy, and stuck-up" Darryl said remarking Scott.

"He's not rude to me-" 

"And that's him hitting on you." Darryl pointed. You just laughed and walked out of the door to your 'date'.

+TIM P.O.V

"Do you really think Scott's hitting on y/n?" Tim turned to Darryl while squinting

"Why? You worried?" Darryl laughed. 

"No- I just, yes. I'm worried, what if he treats her like shit or-"

Darryl chuckled while grabbing some bread and placing it in his mouth,

"I think that's not what you're worrying about, and don't worry he's not gonna steal ya' girl." Darryl said while sitting down. "Not, my girl." Tim huffed while he shrugged and walked off. "Hey are you trying a new cologne?" Darryl shouted "Yeah thanks man, how'd you know?"

"Had a hunch." Darryl went back to watching T.V

—-------------

The 'date' with Scott didn't end short at all, you two spent hours talking 'til midnight. "I don't understand why Darryl could hate you," You joked, "I'm too neat for his liking, talking about that- I have an appointment about now. I'll see my way out, this was really fun y/n." Scott checked his watch, and payed for the both of you. "Thanks Scott, it really was fun, also I just don't understand how you're always so organized, it's amazing." 

Scott laughed and mumbled something small before getting up and offering you his hand, leaving the two of you to go seperate ways.

Once you got back to your apartment you decided to turn around and knock on the shared room of your friends'.

Before you were about to leave it, Tim answered. 

"Y/n! How did the meet go?" 

"It went great, I just wanted to say- uh, I'm back!" You smiled, and Tim grabbed your arm before you could turn it around.

'fuck, fuck, fuck..' he thought hesitantly staring at you.."Can I be honest y/n?" "Of course Tim, anything" you sweetly smiled.

"I like you, I really, really like you. Alot. And I just don't know what to do, I feel like Scott is gonna do something- I just don't know y/n, all I know is I like you."

A silent moment before you responded. "Oh that's alright Tim! I'll never stop being your friend just because of Scott, mutual feelings." You looked at Tim with sincerity in your eyes,

"No y/n you don't understand- I.. I mean I love you." 

And before you could react, Tim pulled you in towards the doorway and kissed you. 

You didn't know what to think in the moment, absolutely flushed. He felt amazing, everything about him felt amazing, smelled amazing, and now you knew what he meant. 

And for some reason you couldn't remember anything after that kiss, 

–

""What- y/n- are you okay?!?" Tim grabbed your waist from behind before you almost collapsed on the ground, instead falling in his arms. 

"Did you kill her?" Darryl lazily walked out, obviously tired from awakening. "No I just- kissed her- and she passed out man!"

"I think that was her first kiss-" Darryl groaned

Tim's eyes lit up with excitement "really?"

[cluelessandsenseless]

Tim Laflour x Black!Reader

I don’t know how to say it but she's brutally honest and kinda bitchy but she loves her boyfriend Tim.

I wanted to make this shorter because I've been typing too much today (i've been beefing someone). I failed its not short - call me sir yappsalot.

Y/N loves her boyfriend Tim.

Darryl thought Tim was crazy for approaching Y/N for the first time, like he thought Tim was going to come back traumatised when instead he got your number.

Darryl is afraid of her (he has gotten on her bad side before for sure), like she’s so nice until you cross the line or say something you shouldn't.

Darryl will however match her vibe sometimes.

Tim really put on the Canadian charm with Y/N to get her number, she was probably standoffish at first but she gives him a chance because she thinks he's cute too.

"Hey, you're Y/N right?"

(He knew that)

"Yeah, can I help you?"

"Um.. I'm Tim."

"Hi Tim.."

"I'm in your poetry class."

*his hand on the back of his neck awkwardly rubbing it*

"I know."

"I've seen you around and I was just wondering if I could get your number?"

"..Oh. Um... okay, yeah you seem nice."

"Thank you."

"Here, see you around Tim."

“Bye 😍”

Darryl watches the whole interaction, he is shook to say the least.

Darryl is more nervous than Tim for their first date.

"Tim, man. Are you sure this is a good idea? I heard she Made a professor cry last semester."

"She is not as scary as everyone makes her out to be, just trust me, eh?"

"Hey, man it's your funeral don't come crying to me."

Y/N takes Tim to her favourite coffee place for lunch, they just talk about class, their hobbies and Y/N finds Tim cute, like in a quirky way.

Tim can't wait to get home and tell Darryl how wrong he was about Y/N.

After their date they walk to class and study together.

Tim moves to sit with Y/N in class.

Y/N is giddy about it but wont show it.

Y/N deffo makes the first move because she can tell Tim was hesitant.

After that they are inseparable.

Probably one of those "he fell first, she fell harder" situations.

People are surprised at how blatantly in love Y/N is with Tim.

People forget who they think Y/n is when they see her so heart eyes with Tim.

Y/N’s always pissed at someone but Tim makes her so happy.

Y/N loves Tim so much he is literally is the only one she could never be mad at.

She's the type of girl pull the "I have a boyfriend" card and just walk away to avoid talking to strangers.

Tiny but mighty, Tim finds her so hot when she's mad.

Y/N definitely has never been in a fight but she’s prepared.

She’s not a bitch she is however she is bitchy sometimes out of spite.

Tim listens to Y/N ranting about anything happily and vice versa.

Y/N adores Tim and he adores her.

Y/N doesn’t do bullshit.

She will defend herself, her man, her friends and even strangers.

Y/N will square up to men twice her size and Tim will have to step in to stop her from getting her ass beat.

Queen of dirty looks but Tim still questions why people find her so intimidating to him she's so harmless, he's clueless.

She doesn’t look like it but she loves head banging when Tim takes her to punk clubs because it’s therapeutic.

Cuddles with Tim all the time.

Tim suggests she tries depriving herself of her pleasures, Y/N thinks that’s a terrible idea.

When Tim puts that black X on his hand it Y/N wants to scream.

He doesn't last long.

She probably barks at rude people (I'm a Tana Mongeau fan sorry).

Y/N doesn't like being told what to do.

Bye xx

[cluelessandsenseless]

Tim Laflour headcanon

Had to make a cute collage of my current obsession Tim Laflour (x blackfem!Reader- since I’m black and finding content for melanated girls is like finding a good man) use of she/her pronouns for Y/N.

Y/N is supposed to be Darryl’s little sister so like Bbf vibes. Cute bunny girl vibes just effortless, pretty and girly, ya know?

Y/N is Darryl’s sister who might transfer so she comes to check out some classes and tour the campus.

She’s only heard good things about Tim and thought he was hot when they first met.

Tim helps her carry her bags up even though Darryl is there (no ones complaining tho).

Tim thinks she’s cute but he thinks she’s probably judging him because of his fashion sense.

They get along so well when she arrives.

Y/N is kinda shy but not with Tim, he was just so sweet.

Y/N asked about the chiming sound.

They love how opposite they are to each other, like Tim thinks she’s so cute with the way she dresses.

Tim loves when she looks up at him with her doe eyes, she’s small in comparison to him (since he’s 6’4”).

Whereas she thinks he looks so cool/hot with the dark clothing, pierced face and how his personality juxtaposes his style.

Y/N loves everything cute but reads and watches horrors.

She loves Buffy the vampire slayer and clueless (because I do).

Y/N listens to Riot girl music and soft alt rock because she loves rock for girls

They just like to admire each other.

Y/N has long box braids.

She wears cute little pjs and always smells like fruits.

Tim loves that after Y/N showers the smell of her fruity body lotion and shower gel is all over the appartement.

Y/N loves that’s Tim smells like leather and cologne, she thinks it’s very masculine (ignore the low key internalised misogyny)

They don’t know that their crushes are mutual (Darryl does tho and he won’t tell).

Y/N deffo flirts with Tim in front of Darryl, she doesn’t see any issue with it.

Y/N always makes eye contact when he speaks to her, bites her lip and laughs at all of Tim’s jokes

She makes him blush.❤️

Gives him a kiss on the cheek for good luck (just a little too close to his lips) before he gets on the ice.

Y/N leaves lip gloss stains on his cheek.

He skates up to her whilst she is taking a tour of the campus (he’s even taller in the skates).

Tim offers to give her a better tour.

Gives her his jacket if she gets cold, It’s so big and harsh looking on her.

Y/N loves listening to Tim talk about whatever new thing he’s into.

I think Tim low key loves attention and she loves to listen.

When Darryl isn’t home they order takeout and flirt (they can’t help it).

They watch hockey in Tim’s room and she gets very comfortable meanwhile he can’t pay attention to the game because she’s wearing her pjs in his bed.

Tim takes her and Darryl to a punk bar, Y/N loves it.

Asks Tim to take her to get a piercing, Tim is conflicted because he think she would look hot but also loves how untouched she looks.

Maybe Y/N tells Tim she already has a nipple piercing/piercings and he melts at the thought.

Tim always compliments her outfit and hair, that she makes extra cute for him.

She thinks he’s pretty.

He thinks she’s pretty.

Y/N leaves after 2 weeks but transfers over the next semester.

They spend so much time together.

That’s all for now.

It’s just a bit too much text for a mood board collage but I wanted it to be like a headcanon almost, so we move.

All the photos are from Pinterest.

I love making little mood boards and I love my man Tim, he’s so cute and eats down I know it!

I might make more of these and maybe try and make them gender neutral. I could never write a full fic but I do love a good mood board. Xx