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[imdreamingofaplaceicallhome]

Weekend

Type: One shout about Corbyn Rating: Rated R for some Sexual content Trigger: attack, murder Word Count: 3500+ Enjoy!

It was finally the weekend of Coachella and it was her first time. She could wait to get to California and enjoy her weekend. Liberty and her best friend Meghan were off to the airport. They got there a few hours before their flight. Being from New York City they didn't know what to expect from California.

"You have our hotel's name?" Meghan asked. "Yes I do," Liberty said as she sat down. "Can't believe we are doing this," she smiled. "I know right, we have talked about it so much," Meghan said. "About damn time we do it," she said. "True" Liberty smiled to herself.

They finally got onto their flight and they were off to California. They landed 8 short hours later and went straight to their hotel. They took a short nap before getting ready for the night. Coachella wasn't until tomorrow so they had the night to explore the city.

"Are you looking to pick up someone?" Meghan asked. "Maybe," Liberty said as she looked at herself in the mirror. "You look damn good, any man would be silly not to look at you," Meghan said. "Thank you," Liberty said. "Let's see what we can get into tonight," she said. "Let's shake up this town," Meghan said as she linked arms with Liberty.

They left their hotel and walked around, finding a bar to go to. They finally got access to the bar and went inside, sitting down at the bar.

"Hey ladies, what can I get started for you?" the bartender asked. "I'll take a dirty martini," Liberty said. "And I'll take a cosmo," Meghan said. "It will be right up" the bartender nodded and went to start the drinks. "I'll pay for them," another guy said. "Oh thank you," Liberty said. "No problem, you two are new in town?" the guy asked. "Something like that," Meghan said. "New to California?" the guy asked. "Yes for sure, so much bigger than New York" Liberty nodded as the bartender handed her the drink. "New York? Fancy" the guy said. "I'm Liberty by the way," she said as she introduced herself. "I'm Corbyn" he smiled as he looked at her. "And I'm Meghan but I don't think I'm the one you're interested in so I'll disappear," Meghan said as she got up. "Meghan" Liberty said as she tried to stop her. "It's ok, really enjoy yourself," Meghan said. "I didn't mean to be rude," Corbyn said. "Don't worry she's very outspoken," Liberty nodded. "Ok so what brought you guys to California?" he asked. "Coachella," she said. "Oh yea I got tickets for that this weekend," he said. "Maybe we could hang out" she looked at him. "That would be interesting" he smiled. "Yea it would be" she nodded.

They mainly talked for the rest of the night. Around 3 am Liberty decided to go find Meghan so they could go back to their hotel. She found Meghan and they left, heading back to their hotel. They passed out the moment they lay in bed. In the morning they ordered room service as they started to get ready for the first day.

"Are you meeting Corbyn there?" Meghan asked. "If we run into it then yea but I'm not looking for him," Liberty said. "Ok" Meghan nodded as she continued to straighten her hair. "I want this weekend to be fun for us both, '' Liberty said as she finished up with her makeup. "It will be but if you meet someone, don't hold back because of me," Meghan said. "I won't," Liberty said. "Good," Meghan said.

Liberty finished her outfit as well as her makeup. Looking at herself in the mirror as she put on her angel wings. They left their hotel room and caught an uber to get to the venue. They got right in because they came early enough that there wasn't a line. There were still some artists already doing their sets.

"So food first?" Liberty asked. "Of course, the main reason for coming" Meghan jokes. "Come on," Liberty said as she linked arms with Meghan.

Liberty got herself some pizza and a drink as Meghan got her a few snacks. They found a place to lay their blanket down and listen to music as they ate. Corbyn snuck up on Liberty and placed his hands over her eyes.

"Guess who" he whispered in her ear. "Well I only know two people here so is it Corbyn?" she said, "Yes," he smiled as he sat next to her. "You came early," she said. "Love the food," he said as he also had pizza and a drink. "Exactly the food is why we come," Meghan said. "True," he said. "Here I am thinking it's about the music," Liberty said. "It's ok" he looked at her. "Music is good too," he said.

Liberty and Corbyn started talking again while they ate. Meghan slipped away to do her own thing. Once they finished eating they started going through different stages. Corbyn grabbed her hand and twirled her to the music. They came back together and she placed her arms around his neck. He placed his hands against her hips as they moved to the music. He dipped her in his arms, pulling her back up. She looked at him before leaning in and kissing him softly. He smiled against her lips before kissing her back. She gripped his shirt to keep him close as she kept the kiss. He parted her lips with his tongue as she allowed him to. She gently tugged at his bottom lip before pulling away. She rested her forehead against his as they continued to move to the music. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to another stage.

"I could get used to California," she said. "And I could get used to this," he said before pulling her close and kissing her again. "I can too" she smiled against his lips.

They started having drinks and enjoying their time together. They sat on a blanket taking a break from dancing to watch the sun setting. She could honestly get used to California but New York would always be her home. She leaned back in his arms as they watched the sun. She played with his hands as he held her close to his chest.

'Is it always like this?" she asked. "What the sunset?" he asked. "Yes," she said. "For the most part," he kissed her cheek. "It's so beautiful and magical," she said. "Yea it is when you are with someone you want to share it with," he said. "Yea," she said as she looked at him. "Do you feel it too?" he asked. "What?" she responded. "Like we were meant to meet this weekend," he said. "Yes I do," she nodded. "Like ours, souls are perfect," she said. "Yea," he said as he held her. "Come on, there is this one artist I want to see," she said as she got up, reaching for his hand. "Sure" he smiled as he grabbed her hand.

They went over to the stage, it was an unknown artist but Liberty loved them. It was a slower set, swinging music really but with the sun setting, it was the perfect scene. He stood behind her placing his arms around her hips. Resting his head against her shoulder as they moved to the music. They stayed a few more hours before he took her back to his beach house. She sat up on the counter as he grabbed some water bottles. He moved between her legs, resting his hands on her thighs. She opened the bottle and took a few sips before handing it to him. He also took a few sips before placing it on the counter. He leaned in and kissed her softly, pulling on her bottom lip. She placed her hand on his cheeks as she kissed him back. The kiss started innocently but then started to heat up. He moved his lips from hers to her neck. Gently sucking on her neck, biting slightly to leave a mark. She placed her hands on his shoulders as she leaned her head back. She allowed the moans to escape from her lips as she moved down to her collarbone. She wrapped her legs around him as he picked her up. He took her upstairs to his room, laying her on the bed. He moved over top of her, slipping his hands up her sides. He pushed up her shirt, quickly removing it and tossing it onto the floor. She also grabbed his shirt and removed it. She ran her down his chest as he leaned in kissing her softly. Instead of stopping at second base that night, he hit a home run and she loved every second of it. She woke up in the morning laying against his chest.

"Shit what time is it?" she asked as she sat up, looking for her phone. "Uh?" he said as he rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?" she asked. "Nearly 7 am," he said as he laid back down. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Where is Meghan? I just abandoned her yesterday" she sighed as she ran her hand through her hair. "She walked away from us," he said. "She's my best friend and this weekend was supposed to be for us," she said. "And it is for you two," he said as he rubbed her back. "I'm sure she's fine and doesn't mind," he said. "Well she did say don't let her stop me from meeting someone," she said as she turned to look at him. "See, it's ok," he said as he pulled her back down. "I guess so," she said as she laid her head down on his chest. Tracing patterns on his stomach as they both started to drift off.

They slept for a few more hours before Liberty's phone started to ring. She woke up and answered and it was Meghan calling to check-in. Liberty got dressed and left the beach house, making her way back to the hotel.

"I'm so sorry," she said as she walked in the door, but soon realized Meghan wasn't alone. "oh," she said. "It's ok really," Meghan said. "Ok," Liberty said as she made her way into the bathroom. "I'm going to shower then we can get ready for today," she said. "Sounds good," Meghan said.

She took a quick shower but within that time the guy left. Meghan and Liberty started getting ready for day two of Coachella. Of course, Liberty filled Meghan in on everything. Having some girl talk and catching up before leaving the hotel. They were there for a few hours before Corbyn caught up with them.

"Hey, you," Liberty said as he walked up to them. 'Hey," he said as he hugged her. "Sleep well?" she asked. "Yea until I woke up alone," he said as he kept his arm around her shoulders. "Well I had to go back to the hotel to get ready of course," she said as she held his hand. "True," he said as he leaned in and kissed her cheek softly. "You two are cute," Meghan said. "Thanks," he said. "It's only for the weekend," Liberty said. "True," Meghan said.

Those words didn't sit right with Corbyn. He didn't think it was just a weekend thing, he wanted more. He wasn't sure that Liberty wanted that and what would happen when Coachella was over with. Did that mean they would be over with? He had so many questions but didn't know how to start that conversation. They enjoyed their day at the festival but he kept his distance as much as possible.

"Do you want a snow cone?" She asked. "We could share one," she said. "Yea sure," he said. "Are you ok?" she asked. "Yea great" he nodded. "Ok," she said as she went to get a snowcone. "So do you want to sit down and take it easy?" she said as she returned. "Sure," he said as he found a spot for them to sit down. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing is wrong," he said as he looked out towards the sunset. "You've been quiet and I don't know," she said as she started to eat the snowcone. "Can I ask a question?" he asked. "Sure" she nodded as she looked at him. "Did you mean what you said early?" he asked. "What did I say? she asked. "That this is just a weekend thing," he said. "Well I am here only for the weekend so I don't know if it would work," she said. "What if we both want it to work?" he asked. "Then it would work but I didn't want to get serious," she said. "I'm having fun and we can see where it goes from there," she said. "Ok," he nodded. "I'm not trying to make this awkward or like you don't matter to me because you do" she grabbed his hand. "I just wanted to know," he said. "We are having fun, so let's not label it or put pressure on it," she said. "Yes you are right" he nodded as he took a bite from the snowcone. "Good" she smiled as she watched him.

They finished their snowcone and went back towards the music. They enjoyed the rest of the night and she ended up back at his beach house. He drifted off to sleep first and she was up with her thoughts. She started to wonder if this could work between them. Could she move to California or could he move to New York? Was this weekend going to turn into something serious? Would she even want a serious relationship right now? She could barely stay afloat in New York so how could she balance another thing? There were so many questions that now she couldn't answer. She knew she enjoyed their moments together and was having fun with him. She looked at him, brushing her hand through his hair. She got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. She found tea so she made herself a cup of tea. She went outside to sit on the deck. It was right between night and when the sun would start rising. She took a few sips from the cup as she looked out towards the ocean.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked as he walked outside. "Love catching the sunrise as well," she said. "Not as pretty as a sunset but amazing in its way," he said as he sat down. "Yea it is" she nodded before taking a few more sips of tea. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Yes, I just couldn't sleep" she looked at him. "Is there something bothering you?" he asked. "Not really, I don't think I'm going to Coachella today," she said. "Ok," he nodded. "We can just have a chill day here or I can show you around town," he said. "Can we just chill for today?" she asked. "It's been a busy weekend," she said. "Yes I understand," he said.

She nodded as she looked back out towards the sunrise. They both sat there in silence just enjoying the moment together. She called Meghan later that morning when she knew that Meghan would be awake. They both wanted to relax so Meghan was ok with her staying at Corbyn's. Corbyn and Liberty spent most of the day cuddled on the couch watching movies.

"What do you want to eat?" he asked. "What do you have?" she asked. "I have no clue honestly, I mainly get takeout," he said. "Such LA" She laughed. "Well I'm guilty of that as well," she said. "Uh huh joke about me but it makes you guilty as well," he said. "Truly what do you have?" she asked. "What do you want to order?" he asked. "Chinese," she said. "Do you guys have good Chinese here?" she asked. "Oh hush it New York" he rolled his eyes as he went into the kitchen. "You hush it LA" she followed him into the kitchen. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked. "This," she said as she grabbed his cheek and kissed him softly. "I like that," he smiled. "And then this," she said as she sprayed him with the sink hose. "OH are you serious," he said as he tried to grab it from him. "Oh totally" she laughed as he turned the water onto her. "HEY," she screamed.

They started fighting over the water hose, spraying water all over both of them. He finally reached over her and turned off the water. She grabbed him as her feet started sliding on the water. He wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her stable but then his feet started slipping. He tried to keep them both up but ended up falling, bringing her down with him. She landed on top of him and they both started to laugh.

"Are you ok?" he asked. "I should be asking you since you broke my fall" she smiled as she sat down. "I'm ok, I don't mind" he smiled as he sat up. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Yea" he looked at her. "What?" she asked as she looked at him. "Nothing," he said. "We should clean this mess up," he said. "Yea probably," she said as she got up off the floor. "Totally," he said as he also got up off the floor.

They cleaned up the water making sure all of it was up. She realized all of her clothes were at the hotel. He went upstairs and grabbed her something of his so she wouldn't have to stay in wet clothes. She grabbed his clothes and went into the bathroom to change. She came back into the kitchen to help finish up. By the time they finished the food had arrived. They sat on the couch eating their food and watching a movie. Once they finished eating he cleaned up the mess. Liberty decided to head back to the hotel to get changed. They agreed to meet at the park later that night.

"You are soaking wet," Meghan said. "Water fight," Liberty said as she smiled to herself. "Someone is happy," Meghan said. "It's been a fun weekend," she said. "I'm going to grab a hot shower," she said. "Go ahead," Meghan said.

Liberty grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. She locked the door behind her as she turned on the shower. While she was in the shower she heard someone else outside. She heard Meghan yelling and screaming, a lot of tossing things around. She got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her as she peeked out the door. She saw a guy fighting with Megah, she quickly closed the door and got dressed. Before she knew it the guy was in the bathroom with her. She tried to fight him off but she pushed her against the wall. Her head hit the wall knocking her out. When she finally came to, she placed her hand on her head. When she pulled it back there was blood. She stood up shakily, trying to get her footing as the room was spinning. She made her way out of the bathroom. She couldn't believe the scene she saw in front of her, there was blood everywhere. Meghan was laid out on the bed, with a pool of blood near her head.

"Meghan?" Liberty said as she made her way to the bed. "Wake up," she said as she shook Meghan. "Come on," she said.

She slowly started to realize that Meghan was dead. The tears started to build up in her eyes as she looked around the room. She couldn't piece together what happened or even why it happened. When she opened the hotel door there were police about to knock on the door. She collapsed in the arms of an officer. The next time she woke up was in the hospital, the lights were bright and her head was pounding.

"Tell me I'm dreaming," She said. "No, unfortunately not," the nurse said. "I'm sorry," the nurse said. "It's all a blur," Liberty said. "I bet you suffered a major head injury," the nurse said. "That's why my head is pounding," she said. "Pretty much," the nurse said. "I'll talk to the doctor and see if I can get you anything to help," the nurse said.

Meanwhile, Corbyn was texting her and trying to get through. He went to the hotel trying to figure out what was going on. That's when he was alerted to what happened and that Liberty was in the hospital. He rushed down to the hospital, rushing to the front desk. He found out her room number and ran down the hallway. By the time he arrived at her room, Liberty was gone. The nurse also came in and was shocked that Liberty was gone.

"She was just here," the nurse said. "She couldn't have gone far", Corbyn said as he looked around.

They searched the hospital but it was like she disappeared. There was a police search and the hospital went on lockdown. There was no trace of her, it was as if she never even existed.

[chilling-seavey]

Daniel Seavey Masterlist

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Anything But Mine - Friends to Lovers AU ↳ Florence DiCaprio finds herself navigating life as a nineteen-year-old mother; trying to find the right balance of friendships, young adulthood, and definitely relationships. Her best friend, Daniel, seems to be learning along with her. They discover the importance of sacrifice in the process.

Passchendaele - WW1 AU ↳ It’s 1915 and The Great War is still ongoing. Men from all over Europe flooded to enlist in a rush of patriotism and dedication to their countries, nineteen-year-old Daniel among them. He’s thrilled to fight for Britain, as most men were, but once in the battlefields of Belgium, he realizes that war is truly not as glorious as he once imagined it was.

Amoureux - Royal AU ↳ Louisa is sixteen and prime age for marriage. Her father, the King of France, has been conversing with the King of England in order to hand over his youngest daughter in marriage, therefore bonding their two nations. Twenty-year-old Christian is a perfect gentleman, and he is absolutely smitten by Louisa the moment they first meet, but the young girl has her eye caught by Christian’s younger brother who can’t seem to keep his hand out of the pastries. 

Heartbreak Hotel - Soulmates AU ↳ It’s 1958 and summer has just begun, sending the teenagers of Los Angeles into warm weather freedoms and part time jobs. Eighteen-year-old Daniel finds himself spending his days trying to find his soulmate and he refuses to give up until he has her.

Qui Totum Vult Totum Perdit - Murder Mystery AU ↳ ‘He who wants everything, loses everything’ All Daniel knows is that he woke up the day after his honeymoon to his wife dead at his feet and the bloody knife in his hand. He is suddenly propelled on a mission to escape his own persecution while he works to find the true killer and prove his innocence; He is innocent…isn’t he?

Seasons Change - Small Town AU ↳ Everyone knows everything about everyone in this small rural town in east Connecticut and the handsome single father who owns the farm down the main street seems to always be the talk of the town. Balancing the care of his acreage, raising his eight-year-old son, and coaching the local boys’ hockey team keeps Daniel busy; but his mind never strays far from the expansive and vibrant flower gardens planted outside his farmhouse. 

Life and Death Brigade - WDW x OBX Crossover ↳ Life on Figure Eight is ordinary for Daniel. He’s got everything he could ask for: a huge family estate on the water, friends that love to party as much as he does, and a year round membership to the country club. But just when his life is starting to get predictable, Daniel finds himself caught up in a secret society run by none other than JJ Maybank and his group of empty pocket misfits. 

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what’s that noise? | the boys

requested? yes! by the amazing @keepseaveyweird request: “Okay maybe not the most specific request in the world but I got this request one day and I loved it: one of the boys living in the apartment above you and they’re extra loud so you’ll go up there and tell them to shut up only to find out it was just an excuse to see and talk to you” a/n: OKAY I REALLY WANT TO MAKE THIS A SERIES SKSKSKKSKSK word count: 727 words type of writing: imagine?

you usually let it go. you let the ungodly thump of the bass go uncontrolled. you were normally not bothered by the vibrations causing the decorations on your walls to quiver, but today, you had fucking enough. you already had a shitty day at school, there was the typical assholes at work not to mention your head was already throbbing from a period induced headache. let’s just say you were NOT in the mood. 

you huffed and left your apartment to go confront the tenants above you, the source of the noise. with determination in your every step, you bounded up the steps and prepared what you were going to say. you wanted to come off badass and confident but not too bitchy you know? as you made it up the stairs and walked down the hall towards the increasingly loud thumping apartment, you had a vague outline of your points you wanted to make and then knocked on the door. you heard a couple muffled voices and then the music stopped and the ache of your headache immediately dulled. as the doorknob twisted you prepared yourself to deal with the biggest jerks in the planet. i mean seriously, who needs their music that loud? however, when the door opened it was almost impossible to keep your jaw from dropping. you were greeted with five of the hottest boys you had ever laid eyes on and you completely blanked on what you even came up for. all you could think about is how atrocious you looked in your worn t-shirt, excessively baggy sweatpants, and smudged glasses. and despite your best efforts you felt your face warm as the five boys had all eyes on you.

“come on y/n, get it together!” you thought.

after you all stood there for a moment, one of the boys finally said something. “hey, do you need something?” this comment caused him to immediately get a smack in the arm from the curly hair one. “zach dude CMON that is no way to talk to a lady.” he said winking at you. “i think he means would you like to come in?”

“uh- um,” you stuttered still at a lost for words. was this really happening to you? “no i dont want to impose and i don’t normally stroll into strangers apartments,” you laughed nervously. “uh i was just wondering if maybe you could turn down the music a little please? i kinda have a headache and i’m directly below you guys an-”

it was now the one with the adorable gap between his teeth that spoke up.“oh my god, were we that loud? that’s mainly my fault. we actually make music and i'm in charge of the beats so i'm really sorry about that.”

you couldn’t help but smile and you felt your grudge melt away. they seemed like genuine guys. and you couldn’t help but keep looking at the blonde boy in the back of the room. he was extremely attractive and you thought it was very cute how he continuously fiddled with the rings on his large hands.

“its no big deal. i really appreciate you guys being so chill about it. thanks so much, well uh have a good night,” you said as you started back to your apartment below.

“wait!” the tall one came bounding down the hallway after you. “we didnt get your name!”

“oh its y/n,” you smiled.

“well y/n, me and the guys were talking and we really want to make it up to you! how about you let us take you bowling or mini-golfing sometime?”

your heart fluttered. you couldn’t past up the opportunity to see them again and maybe you could talk to the mysterious blonde one.

“sure i would really like that,” you grinned.

“its the least we can do. we will get back to you on a day since we know where to reach you now!” he chuckled. “well, y/n have a great night!” and with that he headed back towards his door. as you turned the corner to go back downstairs, you heard something that made you stop in your tracks. “SEE CORBYN I TOLD YOU IT WOULD WORK!” it kind of sounded like the curly haired boy’s voice but you weren’t completely sure. were they talking about you? they couldn’t be... could they? what worked? most importantly, was corbyn the blonde one?

[baby-bearie]

jonah having to take care of you after a party 😂

“okay, missy, you are INCREDIBLY drunk.” jonah caught you as you stumbled over the doorstep and into the apartment. “joeeeeyyy!” you slurred. “jonah.” he corrected you, laughing. “jonaaaaaah!”

“i’m sorry, jonah, i lost her halfway through and i found her like this,” your friend who had gone to the party with you sympathetically smiled at jonah. “it’s fine. thanks for bringing her home, alice.” “of course. take care of her, she’s gonna have a hell of a hangover tomorrow,” alice laughed and walked back to her car.

jonah shut the door and walked into the bedroom to find you face down on the bed, head buried into a pillow. “y/n? come on, you gotta get that skirt off you.” “who’s y/n? i don’t know a y/n.” your muffled voice came out of the pillow.

“what am i going to do with you?” jonah whispered and rolled you over onto your front, and pulled you up by your arms. you began to fall back onto the bed before he caught a hold of your arms. “okay, dress off,” he turned you to unzip you. “hey! don’t do that! that’s my super suit!” you turned back around, smacking at his hand. jonah sighed.

“fine. super suit off.” he turned you again and got the zipper down. the dress pooled at your ankles and you promptly managed to trip over it, causing jonah to lunge forward and catch you by the waist. “hey! you can’t see me naked! i don’t know you!” you slapped a hand over his eyes and he almost broke and laughed. “okay, i’ll cover my eyes. but you have to stay here while i go get you a shirt to sleep in.” he bargained. you agreed and he rushed out to get a shirt before you passed out.

“okay, y/n, shirt on and makeup off- and she’s out.” jonah tugged your sleeping form up to slide the shirt over your head. he laid you back down before grabbing one of your makeup wipes from your bag and wiping all your makeup off. he checked the cabinets only to find there was no aspirin. he went back into the bedroom to find his keys. he sighed, and smiled. “god, the things i would give for you.” he grabbed his keys and tossed on a jacket, kissing your forehead before smiling and leaving for a midnight CVS run.

[ilovefandoms102]

How Do You Love Somebody Else?

Pairing: Daniel Seavy x Plus Size Reader

Summary: He loves me, he loves me not?

Note: A request from one of my dear friends😁

Warnings🛑: angst, friends to lovers(?), Daniel is kind of an asshole(?), mentions of alcohol, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of intoxication(everyone is of legal drinking age), mentions of drugs, smut(dom/sub aspects, dubcon/noncon aspects, degradation, unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex(f,m), slight choking)

Somehow your friends talked you into going to Coachella, mostly Daniel begging with his puppy eyes you couldn’t resist. It wasn’t a secret the two of you had been crushing hard on each other for the past 3 months now. There had been lots of shared kisses and nights spent in each other’s arms.

Little did you know that was all about to change…

The first night of the festival was incredible, the music and all around atmosphere along with your friends made the night complete. Things with Daniel seemed normal until a girl you’d never seen before started coming around. Apparently everyone knew her but you…and she seemed especially cozy with Dani.

You felt your blood boil when he ditched you to be with her, holding her hand like he did with you, holding her in his arms…just like he did with you. Then you saw him kiss her, and that was the last straw.

The alcohol that you consumed seemed to only heighten your anger, when you walked past the lovebirds, Dani was calling your name. You whipped around ready to rip into him but something stopped the words from leaving your lips.

“Where you headed?” he asked, those blue eyes staring into your soul.

“None of your fucking business, you’re such a player Daniel Seavy, I NEVER want to speak to you again.” you said, so angry you weren’t sure how you managed to not burst into tears.

“What? Babe, no it’s-I-” he attempted to reach for you, but your feet carried you further away.

“I should have known, god I was so stupid.” you whispered to yourself, turning away from the man you’d fallen for and sped walked back to your car.

You didn’t make it far until you felt a hand grab your elbow, yanking you in another direction. Squealing up at your assailant, no surprise, Daniel.

“Let go of me!” you hissed, his grip only tightened.

“Daniel!” you screeched, gasping when he shoved you against the back of a building far from the festivities.

“Shut up,” he growled, smashing his lips to yours.

You wanted to melt against him, but you remembered seconds ago he was with that other girl. Shoving at his shoulders, you tried to pry your mouth away from his intoxicating lips. The disadvantage was he was so much taller and a lot stronger than you, meaning he dodged your attempts by only pressing you further into the wall.

“You’re such a fucking brat, so needy for me.” he grinned, the humiliation of his words coursed a fire through you.

“Get off me!” you snapped, attempting again to get away.

Daniel forced his leg between yours, lifting you slightly in his arms. Now, you had no possible way of escaping. His eyes were blown out, lust and desire clouding over them.

“Can’t stand for anyone to have my attention but you huh baby?” he asked, tilting his head slightly.

“Fuck you! Why don’t you go back to your new toy?!” you hissed, squirming in his arms as you knew what he was doing was turning you on so much.

You were disgusted with yourself for wanting him so bad.

“You’re my toy, admit it. You want this, you like it don’t you?” he taunted, skimming his nose up your neck.

Your eyes rolled back as his tongue tasted your skin, wanting nothing more than just him. He could definitely feel how wet you’d gotten, your skirt had ridden up so his thigh was right against your soaking core.

“Babbbyyy?” Daniel called, kissing your sweet spot as his finger traced up your thigh.

“N-No,” you whimpered, knowing full and well you were lying.

Daniel chuckled maliciously as he yanked at your panties, immediately feeling at your wetness now soaking his thigh and fingers. You wiggled your hips, gasping when he inserted two of his incredibly long fingers inside of you. They curled and felt around your walls, finding the places that had you moaning uncontrollably.

“Hmmm, your pretty pussy is telling me something different my love.” he whispered, his breath causing goosebumps along your neck.

“Dani-please,” you whined, unsure of what exactly you were wanting.

It’s almost like he could sense your struggle of wanting and not wanting what was happening, but he didn’t care. He would have you like he’s always wanted. You belonged to him he was certain of that. No one compared to what you made him feel. Dani smiled as he pecked your lips sweetly before pulling away completely, a desperate sound escaping your lips as they pouted up at him.

“Get on your knees my little slut.” he demanded with a sinister smile that made you shiver.

Of course you listened, watching as he shoved his pants and boxers down to free his huge cock. Your mouth watered as you stared in awe at this beautiful man in front of you. Dani pulled you back to reality when he quite literally shoved himself down your throat, yanking your hair forward until your nose touched his skin. You couldn’t help as you gagged and choked around him, gripping his thighs as you tried to pull back.

“Holy fuck baby, your mouth is just as heavenly as I knew it would be.” he moaned, thrusting his hips back and forth.

You couldn’t take your eyes off of him even as they blurred from tears, the way his face looked as he felt your tongue twirling was something you wanted to see again and again for the rest of your life. He finally pulled out to let you breathe, spit drooling down his cock and your chin as you coughed.

“I’ll cum down your throat another time baby, want the first time to be in you.” Daniel said as he lifted you back up.

It was ten times hotter how he was able to toss you around like his little doll despite you being bigger than most girls. He held you back up against the wall, wrapping your legs around his waist before plunging into you hard enough to draw a gasp from your lips.

“Fuck me-you’re fuckin’ perfect, my perfect baby.” Daniel groaned in your ear.

“Dani-baby, please move I need it.” you whimpered, hanging on for dear life as he took you to pound town.

Both of you couldn’t contain the illicit moans as Dani drove hard and fast into your sopping pussy, your warm walls pulsated around his cock as it hit your gspot instantly.

“You’re mine-don’t you ever fuckin’ forget that, you hear me?” he growled, biting down on your lower lip until you both tasted the tangy metallic of your blood.

His hand wrapped around your throat gently, squeezing lightly as his eyes stared into yours.

“Answer me my little slut.” he commanded, moaning when you nodded your head fast.

“Say it,” he hissed, his thrusts becoming more staggered from being close to the edge.

“I’m yours Dani! I’m yours, I’ll always be yours!” you cried out, shuttering as your orgasm hit you at that very second.

Daniel kept up through your orgasm, reaching his thumb down until he found your clit. He rubbed in harsh circles, making your legs shake around him as you tried your best to wiggle out of his arms.

“You’re not going anywhere baby, not until I’m done with you.” he whispered.

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as you gave up and let him have his way with you, and it lasted all night long…

The next morning, you woke up not only extremely hung over, but between your legs was so sore you weren’t sure if you could even get up. Reaching for your phone, you felt arms tighten around you. Looking back, your eyes widened when you saw bright blonde, fluffy hair next to you.

You must have passed out after he was finally done, you thought he’d left. When you tried to scoot away, he only pulled you further against him.

“Stay,” he mumbled, snuggling his face in your neck leaving tiny kisses where he’d marked you last night.

“Dani, stop.” you whispered, the blonde opening his beautiful eyes looking up at you confused.

“You completely ditched me for another girl you were all over.” you said, your voice wavering as you remembered him holding her in his arms.

“I know-I-…I’m so so sorry baby, please believe me. I love you, I’ve been in love with you forever and I’m so stupid.” he confessed, your heart pounding as he continued.

“There’s no excuse for what I did and I’m sorry, but please believe me it’s only you. When you yelled at me, I realized it all at once. I feel so guilty because I’ve only ever loved you.” he said honestly, leaning his forehead to yours.

“You really are stupid,” you whispered again, a smile on your lips that Dani mimicked.

“Yeah, yeah now come here.” he rolled his eyes as he pulled you in for a sweet kiss.

“Oh, and I love you too.” you giggled, kissing him again and again until you were lost in the sheets just him and you-no one else.

[21burritoseavey]

disneyland pt.2 (j.a.)

a/n: FiNaLly. this took so long but I really hope you guys enjoy it!! it’s not my fave but i tried my best. 

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Summary: You, Jack and Lavender go to Disneyland.

There was no better way to spend a summer day than at Disneyland. It was Lavender’s first time visiting the park, and although she was little, it was just the place for her to create memories that she’d lavish upon in the future, filled with cartoons and magic and technicolour. 

The weather in Anaheim was quite warm, and Jack knew it would only get hotter as the hours crawled in. Having purchased tickets online for the three of you, any worries, or arguments about who would pay for what - considering your over-generous nature to insist on paying for everything -  were seemingly avoided before the day’s entertainment had begun. He had Lavender sit comfortably in her stroller for most of their day to avoid any crankiness from the little one about the heat or the tiredness it would soon elicit, and you walked beside him, an arm linked with his as he pushed the stroller under Main Street Train Station. 

'Here you leave today and enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow, and fantasy' You read the sign above you, gingerly processing its words before it drifted out of sight. 

“You hear that, Lavy?” Jack bent down over the hood of the stroller and watched his daughter’s legs kick innocently off the edge of her seat. She nearly burst with youthful wonder, her curiosity craving all the attractions and amusement Disneyland had to offer. 

Main Street was bustling with people of all ages ambling across the pavements and making their way in and out of various shops and cafes standing side by side. Gazing at the plethora of buildings buzzing with life in all directions, you caught sight of the Emporium; an expansive gift shop containing just about everything one would ever need to purchase, or so you’d heard. 

“We should check that out!” You proposed, turning to face him in hopeful suggestion, a finger pointed at the tall, old fashioned style building.  

Jack only nodded, your cheerful face radiating against the sunlight snatching the breath right from his throat. 

The place was busy that’s for sure, but it hadn’t made the trip inside any less enjoyable. All types of novelty items, essential sundries and cartoon merchandise were held in the vast space under the yellowy warmth of hanging lights and the dark wood panelling of the ceiling. You could sense Lavender’s desire to bring all the colourful, interactive toys home with her when you headed for the cabinets and shelves further down. Jack let her walk around freely for a bit but kept a protective eye on her from a few paces away. 

“We need Disney ears.” You insisted beside him, shuffling through several racks to find a pair for you, Jack, and Lavender. He only chuckled, being in no position to disagree. 

“Anything for you, baby,” He surrendered, sliding an arm around your waist over the cardigan that was tied around your middle. His one arm pulled you in closer to rest your foreheads together for a moment before he was planting kisses to the skin there instead, soft pecks from the top of your head to your nose to the lips that curled that smile he always loved to see, like when the ticklish nature of his delicate lips made you giggle against his mouth and lean back from his touch, as if you could get enough of his love. 

Like a flick of a switch, both of your expressions faltered, morphing into knowing glances at the voice resounding through the store. “I want this!” Lavender's voice travelled through the cool, air-conditioned air. 

At her sudden call, you and Jack tilted your heads to find her behind the racks, moving in perfect, comical synchronisation while the same idea whipped through your minds. What could she have wanted? The tread of her little sneakers lasted for a few seconds until she was found balancing a boxed doll in her two small arms, wobbling towards you two with barely any coordination in her step. 

“Oh gosh,” Jack bit back his laughter and began jogging towards her immediately in an effort to avoid her toppling over. He chuckled against her forehead, scooping her up in one arm while the other picked up the kids’ princess doll. 

“She wants this.” He sighed, holding out the box when he walked back over. 

It took just one look, and you were offering, “I can pay, it’s fine.” 

Jack glared at you, his tone a little lighter with his daughter now in his arms. “No Y/n,” He reached for your hand. “You don’t have to do that. It’s like…” He glanced down at the price tag. 

“Fifty dollars!?” He gaped. 

“No, it’s really okay.” You gave his hand a little squeeze, an amusing comparison between yours and his reactions. “And Lavender wants it.” You beamed at him momentarily before turning to the little one perched on his side, happily letting her pull the big box into her little arms with content. 

“What we really need to be thinking about…are these.” You focused back on the different headbands to wear for the day. 

Jack dismissed the idea of you paying for Lavender’s toy, silently scolding himself for not thinking his plan through as much as he thought he did, knowing you were too stubborn to let him pay even for something cheaper. He looked down at the racks of Mickey and Minnie Mouse Ears, a confused look gracing his features since they practically all looked the same to him. Although, you noticed the slight differences between each of them.  

“I think this one suits you.” You placed one headband on Jack’s head, tipping your head to the side with a finger pressed to your chin in fake consideration, and you earned a chuckle in response. He tried to look up to see the red Mickey ears you placed upon his head of brown curls, rousing the interest of his daughter too. 

—

As you sauntered off Main Street, you came closer to the main section of the park, your view replaced with the colourful, buzzing reality of Disneyland’s several lands. You wore your Mickey and Minnie Mouse ears proudly in a nod to the magical occasion and somehow, Lavender had convinced her father to place her on his shoulders while you pushed the stroller. He was more than confident that he could handle her weight for as long as she pleased, but after five minutes, he already felt like his shoulders could give out any moment. You attempted to smother your smirk next to him at his repeated weary sighs. 

As soon as Lavender caught the wonderful sight of the iconic Sleeping Beauty Castle, she made her excitement known, animated squeals falling from her lips that plastered grins to yours and Jack’s faces. The view was truly irresistible, holding her wide eyed stare captive in awe. 

“I’m guessing she wants to go to Fantasyland.” Jack turned to you as if to ask if you agreed on which route to take first. 

“Then let’s go there!” You agreed quickly with a grin. 

“We have plenty of time.” Jack reminded, “Are you sure you want to go there first?” 

You merely looked up Lavender, “Do you want to go there, Lavy?” 

“Yes!” She gave you an eager nod in reply, legs almost flailing in Jack’s face in excitement, and he swatted her shoe-clad feet away. 

“Then let’s go there,” You began striding forward towards the huge castle piercing the sky, its blue, pink, and gold glimmering under the sun’s rays. Jack trailed a little breathlessly in your wake, squinting through the scorching sun, his daughter unbothered above him. 

Beyond the well-recognised Sleeping Beauty Castle, was a whole other fantastical world, yet Lavender’s eyes instantly gravitated to the merry-go-round in the distance, its shimmery, royal exterior even more alluring to her. 

“Where do you want to go first, Lavender?” You asked, glancing up at her as she sat unworriedly on Jack’s shoulders. 

You glimpsed at Jack, “you okay, there?” you giggled, knowing the true response was ‘no’ from the way his shoulders began to slump, and head shone with sweat. 

“Yes.” He surprised you instead, straightening his back. “I’m….” He took a long inhale, “fine...” he finished, earning himself a disbelieving chuckle from you.

“I want to go there!” Lavender called from her father’s shoulders. Both of you followed her stare towards whatever ride she seemed so enthralled by. ‘King Arthur’s Carousel’ was written in cursive at the top, and you and Jack exchanged agreements before walking towards it. 

Merry-go-rounds were undoubtedly a classic ride for all kids, but to Lavender, it could’ve just been the most enjoyable ride she’d experienced yet. Maybe that was because it felt like travelling through a regal world of colours and music to her. You offered to stay behind and watch them from a distance while Jack remained beside his daughter in extra precaution as she rode a bright, leaping horse. Capturing her happy, father-daughter moment on your phone, you took countless pictures of her and her beaming smile that outshone all the other ornate horses and jewels. Also, you snuck in some photos of Jack as he shared flirtatious glances with you as the carousel spun them round and round at a leisurely pace. 

After their ride, Lavender, a little giggly, and Jack, a little dizzy, came sauntering back to you hand in hand, their smiles still spread across her face. “How was it?” You grinned, your hands resting on the handle of the stroller. 

“Great,” Jack replied, lowering his gaze to Lavender, whose own gaze was wandering around the crowded, vibrant surrounding rides and attractions. “Wasn’t it great, Lavy?” 

“Yep.” She answered softly, tucking her bottom lip inwards. Jack and you shared light laughter, guessing that she was probably too busy debating which ride looked most interesting. He tucked her back into her stroller seat, and with a kiss, your trio was ready for another ride. 

“Where to next?” You proceeded, pecking Jack on the lips. 

“What about the one over there?” He gestured to a water-based ride behind you. 

“Sounds good to me.” You perked up a smile. 

The ride Jack was referring to was named ‘it's a Small World’, and it was one that all three of you had never ridden before. The outside of the ride was beautiful, the baby-blue sky providing a picture-perfect backdrop to the golden and white exterior. 

The boat ride began outside, a flawless blue stream rippling along the surface of the water as the boats propelled forwards. Tidy gardens and lavish green topiary bordered the pre-determined route. With pastel shades and scenes, and eccentric shapes and whimsical animatronics, there was always something shifting Lavender’s gaze in every direction. For you and Jack, it was a pleasant getaway from the relentless heat, a blissful Goldilocks mix of a fresh breeze cooling you and the water quelling your thoughts for a good fifteen minutes as you sat comfortably together, intertwined hands and all. 

Lavender sat on the other end beside Jack, her brows creased in concentration of soaking every moving scene in. She found her joy in watching the characters shift and sway and sing and used her ever-growing imagination, giggles splitting through the dark air at her own silliness while the boat progressed along the route. She would cuddle into Jack’s side during moments where the animatronics got a little too creepy in the dark lighting for her liking. Lavender tugged the material of Jack’s shirt. 

He turned away from you, dipping down to face his ear towards Lavender as she mumbled, “...it’s…. scary” She pointed weakly to a singular doll high up. Its big, dark eyes might as well have been boring into her own, judging by the fear Lavender’s eyes. 

“It’s scary?” Jack repeated, a little pout forming on his lips. He followed her eyes to the doll and tisked softly, waving his hand in dismissal. You heard their little conversation and bent over slightly to meet her gaze from across the boat. 

“It’s okay, Lavy,” You assured her gently. “it’s not going to hurt you.” You didn’t want to outright say ‘it’s fake’, so you finished with ‘it’s all the way up there, and we’re down here.” Lavender seemed satisfied with your reply and turned back unfazed to the scenes again. Jack’s eyes lingered on you for a moment, his heart warming at your sweet reassurance to his daughter, and he gave you a smile when you caught his eye. 

Although you didn’t like to admit it, after that boat ride you were starting to feel the effects of the heat, the tiredness that tingled along your body and slowed your strides along the pavement. 

“I’m tired.” You let your head drop onto Jack’s shoulder while you three sat at a park bench. Lavender sat with her small, pre-packed snack, munching happily, but you and Jack were practically dozing off under the sun. 

“Same,” Jack didn’t have the energy to say anything more. Quiet filled in the thick, humid air, until he heard Lavender’s voice. 

“Dada! Look!” Her eyes were plastered to yet another ride. Jack loved his daughter more than life itself, but the heat had caught up to him and he didn’t think he had the energy to go through another ride, at least without some food. 

“Do you want to get some food?” You chimed in, receiving a glance from Jack

“Definitely,” He turned to Lavender beside him in her stroller. “Wanna get food before another ride, Lavy!” She gave an eager nod.

“I’m paying though.” You got up off the bench, brushing a hand over your hot forehead. 

Jack was quick with his response. “No, you’re not.” He said plainly, hopping off the bench before he swivelled Lavender’s stroller. 

“Yes I am.” You swiftly led the group of three, walking in front to signal the end of your conversation, shooting Jack one last smirk. 

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WHY DON’T WE IMAGINES

heyyyyy it’s me!! should i start doing WDW imagines?? i’ve been getting really into their music.... 

[majesticmarais]

a blurb about cuddling with jo?

You tossed your bag on the floor and kicked your shoes off the second you came through the door, eager to finally get the chance to lie down after a long and not so great day.

"Y/n?" Jonah called from the kitchen, as if he wasn't sure it was you or not.

You followed his voice and met him in the kitchen, where he was plating dinner for both of you.

"I made fettuccine," he smiled, knowing how much you loved when he made that.

"Bless you," you sighed, grabbing the plate from him and leaving the room. "We're eating on the couch tonight!"

He followed you and took his usual spot beside you as you put on your favorite show and ate eagerly.

You set your plate down on the coffee table and Jonah followed, after which you immediately flopped over onto his shoulder.

"Long day?" he asked, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close.

"You have no idea," you muttered, closing your eyes as you melted into his warmth and scent that was so comforting to you.

He rubbed his hand along your back and shoulders, leaving goosebumps in his wake as he kissed the top of your head. You sat in comfortable silence for a while, feeling perfectly at ease.

"You're so comfy," you said quietly, feeling the softness of the hoodie he had on and moving up to his soft hair.

"I try my best," he smiled cheekily, giving you a small squeeze.

"Well if you keep it up I'm gonna fall asleep before the episode's even over," you pointed out, although you weren't complaining.

"That's okay, rest, I'll carry you to bed after," he said softly. "I wanna stay like this for a while."

You nodded in agreement and snuggled closer, happy to have him to come home to.

[sturnluvr]

GREY — djs

the series

[ not my gif !! ]

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒...!

— when daniel forgets his relationship more the he likes to admit, his girlfriend, alaska, is done being put on the back burner of his life. ultimately deciding on breaking up with him, will daniel realize his mistake? or will we be left with only feeling grey?

ONE.

alaska was young and inexperienced when it came to dating, but she knew one thing in her life.

this should've never been this hard.

she shouldn't have to feel like she was constantly fighting for any kind of attention. and if that made her sound clingy, well to bad. it still wasn't right.

daniel seavey. yes the daniel seavey, daniel seavey from why dont we. the love of alaska's life.

or at least that's what she initially thought.

the daniel that tried so hard to get confidence to ask alaska out, coming up with idea after idea with input from the guys to get you and him to confess feelings for one another. was now suddenly ignoring alaska, and she had no idea why.

she used to smiled when she saw his contact that read, 'dani baby💞' but now text after text she would send would be left on delivered with now response. she rolled her eyes and sighed as she changed his contact to, 'dani🥀' 

alaska knew daniel was living his dreams with his best friends, and had responsibilities. she knew that and most of all understood all the stress. especially after the nine month hiatus break that felt like it would never end, the hate, and all the chaos the world has come to. she knew that fans would want him to speak up about everything even if he already has. she knew limelight's needed him and the boys more then ever.

but alaska's tolerance was really being strained when he decided not to show up to dates without telling alaska, leaving her for hours on end just to receive a stupid half-assed from daniel.

and with every single texted unread, and calls unanswered, to time after time fighting for daniel's attention at home, alaska felt her heart break more and more, with pain and annoyance.

especially in this very moment, laying on their shared bed for about five hours, her phone held loosely to her ear as she tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, she listened to his voice mail for what felt like the millionth time that night. alaska felt her heart break more.

alaska didn't left a voicemail to him, he never checked them anyways. well, he didn't check hers. with a small sniffle alaska rubbed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, she hung up. she fought back the tears in her eyes, 'why should i be crying over someone who's basically forgotten about me?' alaska mumbled as she cleaned up the fort she made in their room, taking down the pillows that were comfy. taking down the fort daniel used to love.

it shouldn't be this hard.

a/n !! this is my first ever series i’ve written! i hope you guys like it!

[wdwbabes]

Hi! Do you think you could do a blurb about Daniel x reader going on a road trip or some kind of adventure and *trying* to vlog it but y’all are either bad at it, or y’all are too mushy , cute, or naughty and you don’t wanna film that lol Go anywhere you want with it! Thank you!

you had just set the tripod up on the sand and hit record when your boyfriend swoops you up from off the sand.

“daniel,” you giggle, “what are you doing?” he spins you around.

“spending time with my girl.” he replies, setting you down and spinning you around so you are facing him, still in his arms.

“you are so silly,” you smile up into his deep blue eyes as the sun rises out of the corner of your eye. “lets go into the water?” you suggest, your hand sliding down from his neck to his hands.

“of course baby,” he smiles back, entertwining his fingers with yours as you guys walk towards the waves.

you guys stand there; feet in the water, staring at the sunrise while you are leaning on daniel’s shoulder.

daniel kisses your head, “i love you babygirl,”

you turn to look up at the love of your life, “i love you too baby,” you stand on your tippy toes to give daniel a passionate kiss. his hands immediately move to your waist and yours reach for his hair. a passionate kiss soon turns into a heated makeout session.

“jump,” daniel murmurs against your lips in between kisses.

you pull away from him, even though you don’t want to, “danny, i’m recording,” you giggle and he just gives you a smirk.

“lets go home,” daniel says suggestively, wrapping his hand in yours, already pulling you towards the camera.

[imdreamingofaplaceicallhome]

WDW Shorts: Watching Scary Movies

Member: Jonah Word Count: 646 Enjoy!

It was finally October, her favorite time of the year. Jonah on the other hand didn't like October or anything to do with Halloween. He just went along with it because he was in love with her and wanted to make her happy. Of course, when she tried to have a scary marathon he agreed. "Take it easy on me, you know I don't do scary things," he said. "I know you don't but you will be ok," she said. "Uh-huh," he sighed as he leaned back against the couch. "You will love it" she snuggled close to him. "I don't think so," he said. "You will because you love me," she said. "That's not fair," he said. "Ok but I will make you like scary things," she said. "You can try," he said. "You will enjoy it," she said as she started the movie. She started with an easy movie and started working up to the real scary ones. At first, he was OK with them but as the movies started to get scarier than the last, that's when he started not liking them. "Ok seriously, why is she going down there?" he said. "Are you ok?" She asked. "No, because she's going to die, and AH '' he said as something popped out in the movie. "It's ok," she chuckled slightly before taking his hand. He took a deep breath in and continued to watch the movie. They finished the movie and decided to call it a night. "So a bubble bath or a quick shower?" he asked. "Bubble bath does sound nice" she nodded. "I'll get it ready," he said as he went upstairs. He turned on the water allowing it to warm up before putting the stopper in. He poured the bubble bath into the tub, allowing the water to foam up. She walked in already undressed and got into the tub. He smiled to himself as he watched her before getting undressed. He slipped into the tub behind her, and she rested against him playing with his hand. "Isn't this the best part of a movie marathon?" she asked. "yes it is" he admitted, placing a kiss on her head. "Are you sure you are ok?" she asked. "Yea I'll be fine," he said. They finished up in the tub and got out, wrapping a towel around each other. He slipped his boxers on before getting into bed. She slipped on a shirt and underwear before getting into bed. She snuggled up to his chest as they both started to fall asleep. Falling asleep wasn't his issue, but while asleep that's when the nightmares started. He started jerking in the bed which woke her up. She kissed his cheek softly, rubbing his chest softly trying to wake him up. "Babe," she said as she nudged him. "Stop" he groaned in his sleep. "Jonah," she said. "Stop," he said as he woke up, sitting up in bed. He was breathless, sweating, and confused about where he was. "It's ok," she said as she rubbed his back. "Where am I?" he questioned. "You are at home," she said. "You are ok" she looked at him. "Ok" he nodded as he caught his breath. "It was a nightmare," she said. "Yes I'm sure it was," he nodded. "I'm ok," he said as he laid back down. "Are you sure?" she asked as she rubbed his chest. "Yes I'm sure," he said, pulling her close. "I'm here baby" she kissed his cheek softly. "Good, I need you here," he whispered. "I'm always here" she kissed him softly. "I love you," he said. "I love you, babe," she said. They ended up falling back to sleep and he fell back to sleep. It was safe to say she didn't make him watch any more scary movies but the month isn't over yet.

What member next?

[sexc-honeymoons]

can you pretty pretty please extend the one where daniels chain keeps hitting your face? 🌊💕

You laid on the bed, sheet pressed to your chest panting for air. Daniel dropped next to you, coming down from his high with sweet dripping down his chest and forehead. “Are you okay?” He looked to you with curiosity.

You nodded slowly, turning to get a look at him. He gasped with a face of shocked before trying to cover it up by turning his eyes back to the ceiling. You furrowed your brows, before poking him in the side. “What’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer but just shake his head. Daniel didn’t wanna inform you of the purple-bluish bruise that was formed on your nose. He gulped before leaving the bed, reaching on the floor for his boxers.

You sat up quickly ignoring the pain that was shooting up your legs. “Daniel.” You called his name sincerely. “Yes, Bug.” He answered while pulling up his underwear.

“Why did you just have that reaction?”

He placed his hands on his hips, smacking his lips together while running his hand through his messy hair. “Don’t be mad...but when my necklace hit you in the face-“ he paused before backing up slowly. “It left a bruise.”

You gasped before touching the tip of your nose were a throbbing pain started making flinch. “Daniel James!” You scoffed, shaking your head.

“Don’t be mad, pumpkin.”

“I have a fucking photo shoot tomorrow!”

“Just cover it with makeup!”

“Next time don’t wear necklaces when we have sex, dipshit.”

[5sos-seavey]

OMG OMG OMG I was following you for 5SOS but now that you’re swerving into WDW’s lane you got me back on my WDW bullshit. Can you please write like soft Daniel like he’s takin care of you because you’re tired I love your writing so much

yes love being back on the bullshit lmao

thank you🥺i appreciate it💕

~

It was finally Friday and you couldn’t have been more relieved. It felt like you had a million things due for all your classes and you were working nonstop. So when Daniel asked you to come over for the fourth time this week you finally said yes, and he promised that you guys could just lay around and watch tv.

When you got to the boys’ house Daniel brought you into a hug and you swayed back and forth, “I missed you. You’re not allowed to leave me alone for that long,” he said only kind of jokingly, because he did really miss you. “Yeah yeah, I missed you too,” you laughed back.

When you went up to Daniel’s room you immediately layed on his bed and felt sleep coming upon you. Until Daniel bounced on the bed and brought you back to reality, but only for a second. “Baaaaaabe,” he whined. “Hmmm what?” He pulled you onto his chest, “what do you wanna watch?” “Uhh anything,” you replied basically half asleep.

Half way through one episode of The Office, Daniel noticed you had fallen asleep, and he smiled to himself while looking at you. He turned the tv off and started pulling the blanket you were sleeping on so you could be under the covers. “Mmm Dani what’re you doing,” you asked since the movement started to wake you up a little. “Putting the blanket over you, it’s okay go back to sleep,” he told you and kissed your forehead. “Hmm thank you, I love you,” you said softly and rolled over to face him since you were on your back. He got the blanket over you and he went under too and you scooted closer to him and he wrapped his arms around you, “if you need anything else just tell me, I’m right here.”

And for the rest of the evening you were in and out of sleep. Daniel would keep running his hands through your hair no matter what. He went to go make you a tea while you were asleep at one point because he knows it helps you relax more, and he also made soup. He knew you weren’t sick, but you were so exhausted from the week he didn’t want to make a huge meal or order fast food since he knew you had a lot through the week and weren’t happy about it.

When he walked upstairs with the soup he saw you were awake and sitting up now, “well good morning sunshine,” he said laughing, “I made you soup and there’s a cup of tea on the bedside table.” “You’re too good, I love you so much.” Daniel sat down beside you and gave you a bowl, “I love you too babe.”

~

ah idk if that’s exactly what you wanted but I hope you like it :)))

[olivias-cardigan]

teaching the boys cheer stunts in the pool and corbyn being fully serious about it, jonah aCciDeNtLy dropping you, jack recording it, zach getting scared ur gonna fall and being a baby, and daniel being the backspot and grabbing ur ass. lmao i can only imagine

omg i love this

okay but its so accurate??

like corbs would just be so fucking invested like it was a real competition or something and he would always be like “is my form okay?” “am i doing it right?” “y/n, stop laughing! im TRYING” 

jonah not caring and just wants to flirt and has you lifted above the water and then tosses you across the pool which resulted in an intense water fight let me tell you

jack was lowkey scared to join in bc he didn’t want to embarrass himself so he nominated himself as photographer and documented the hot mess going on in the pool right now “y/n its too dangerous. if anything happened to me, gabbie and lav would be DEVASTATED”

zach was the most confident at the beginning but as soon as you demonstrated the most. SIMPLE. thing. he was like “uhhhh i dont know man,” “come zach its fine,” you encouraged. “I dont think this is safe for any of us, especially you...”

and then daniel would volunteer and be like “i’ll do it” with the cutest twinkle in his eyes and you showed him how to properly backspot and then you had corbyn and jonah on each side of you and as they lifted you up and extended their arms you felt daniel’s hand creep up onto your ass and then snap your bathing suit bottom catching you off guard and knocking you off balance and causing you to tumble into the pool. “DANI!!!!”

SEND ME BLURBS AND I’LL ADD ON TO THEM! 

[baby-bearie]

suncity - C.B.

genre: angst, fluff at the beginning?

word count : 1675

pairing : female! reader x corbyn besson

tags : @jonahmaraisstuff @ho-ho-hemmings @sunflowermotel @flowersforseavey @blissfulblake @tigerreece @0totally-tubular0 @5sos-seavey @katie-avery @yo-its-prettymuch-woohoo @seaveyssparkle @lacefuly

description: don’t let the city break your heart. ( loosely based off of suncity by khalid )

The party was not exactly something Corbyn had been excited about. They had just wrapped up a set in Austin, and Zach had dragged the boys out to El Paso to meet up with his friends. Corbyn had been tired the entire grueling ride there and he was tired now, seated on a cool leather couch in somebody he didn’t know’s house. His legs were spread, and he leaned forward, balancing his elbows on his knees. Zach and Jack had disappeared when they had entered the house and were probably too gone by now to remember the name of their own band, Jonah was on facetime with his girlfriend, and Daniel was passed out on the couch next to Corbyn, too tired to care about the way too loud music. The lyrics were unintelligible, covered up by people laughing and yelling to each other. But the beat was strong, he could feel every pulse in his chest. Neon lights flashed around him, some cheap spotlights in the corners of the room. They bathed the room in purple, then orange, then red, then back to purple. Corbyn lifted his red solo cup to his lips and took a swig, wincing at the bitter taste. He was not in the right mood to be drinking. The lights flashed purple when he saw her.

Her dress was a tangerine orange, tight around her frame. It tied in the front, leaving a cutout just above her midriff. A strap hung lazily off her shoulder, bouncing as she jumped around, neon pink heels in hand. Her hair shook, messed up, previously immaculately done curls now messily jumping with her. Familiar guitar strokes pumped through the house as she turned, hair swinging around she and caught him watching her. She winked at him, trained strawberry-painted lips tipping into a smirk. Suddenly he was in the right mood to be drinking. He watched her as she walked over to him, heels swinging in one hand. She plopped next to him, but not before tucking a pillow under Daniel’s head. Corbyn’s brow furrowed at this, but he smiled. From what he knew, you didn’t even know Daniel. You reached down to rub at your aching feet before smiling at Corbyn, eyes twinkling in the poorly lit room.

“So, where you from, city-boy?”

Before he knew it, she was pulling him, grabbing his hand, up the stairs. They entered a room, and Corbyn stared at her for a second as she pushed a window open, leaving her heels inside the room before climbing over the window sill and out onto the roof below. Corbyn followed her. The roof was quiet, and they both sat, legs hanging over the edge. The moon-light washed over them, adding to the peace of the whole scene.

“So, when do you go back to LA?” She broke the quiet.

“Tomorrow we leave El Paso. But we won’t go back to LA for a while. Few months.”

She nodded, watching cars pass under the streetlight. Corbyn just watched her.

“How are you liking El Paso?” She looked at him, smiling a little.

He licked his lips.

“It’s, uh. It’s beautiful.” Corbyn hadn’t even seen much of El Paso. All he saw was her.

She laughed, nodding.

“Suncity is, it’s magical. It’s one of those cities. You either fall in love with it and embrace that, or just,” she laughed, “i don’t know, get your heartbroken.”

When Corbyn didn’t respond, she kept going.

“If you let it, it’ll show you beautiful things. Or it’ll forever be what could’ve been beautiful. It’s what you let it be.”

Corbyn nodded, encapsulated by her voice.

“I fell in love with it. It’s free. It’s fast. It’s,” she turned to him, giggling as she mocked him, “beautiful.”

Corbyn left happily that night, with a kiss on the cheek and a phone number to text which he gladly did the next day. And the day after. And for the rest of the week. And then the texts turned into snapchats, then 4 AM calls, and all of a sudden they were confessing their feelings a second behind the lag of a facetime call.

The first month was steady. They were dipping into the waters, deciding boundaries and becoming comfortable.

From there, everything built up. They really did like each other, both of them wanted to see where it was going. But 802 miles between them wasn’t exactly helping their cause.

Corbyn strummed on his guitar, humming a tune to himself.

“Corb?” she muttered.

He placed a hand over the strings, silencing the music. “Yeah?”

“Play me something?”

“Yeah, yeah. Okay,” he nodded, “Close your eyes, love.” He strummed slow, peaceful chords, quiet words tumbled out of his mouth.

She sighed contently. “I can’t do this, bear.”

The mumble-singing stopped as Corbyn frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t not be with you.”

He took a deep breath, thumping his hand on his guitar. “You could always come move in with us?”

“You’d let me?” She smiled softly. He did too.

“So, it’s good? Start packing, get here ASAP.”

“I’ll be there ASAP,” she giggled, “I love you, bye!” She waved enthusiastically and he smiled as she ended the call.

And she really was there ASAP. Only a couple weeks later, Corbyn was helping her unpack her things into the house, helping her pin her Heathers poster to the wall of his bedroom.

And they were happy. They really were. She stayed at his place with him. Well, with him in the sense that he lived there too. He wasn’t really home much. But they were happy.

She made a few friends. Tate. Gabbie. Both of them tried to accept her as one of their own but they weren’t the girls back home. They didn’t really know her.

She would often wander the house, cleaning to give herself something to do. Flipping through Corbyn’s photo albums and looking at family photos. She dripped a few tears as she remembered her younger brothers who she hadn’t seen in eternity. Okay, 3 months.

Basically eternity.

And she tried. She tried so hard. To be happy. For Corbyn, who was too blinded by her smile to see that it never reached her eyes. For her parents, who called everyday to make sure she was safe, but tended to forget to ask if she was okay. For Tate and Gabbie, who could never have even noticed that the bags under her eyes weren’t from “late night trysts” with her blond boyfriend, but sleeping with her back to him so he couldn’t see her cry instead.

But it didn’t work. She could feel it eating away at her bones. The unfamiliarity of the city, the homesickness she felt for El Paso, the need to walk into her favorite diner and see the sunset off that huge hill one last time. Or again and again and again until it was seared into her memory.

So, that night at dinner, she tried to sear him into her memory instead. The way his eyes crinkled when he laughed. The way he leaned over the small table to whisper about the family at the table behind him. The way his hair fell after he ran a hand through it. The sparkle in his eyes when fans came up to him to take photos and the way he always gave them what they wanted.

She wished, so, so bad, that she could’ve given him what he wanted.

She tried to act like it was okay. She wiped away every tear that fell before Corbyn could even notice. She agreed that they should go bowling with the boys next week, even though she knew she wouldn’t be here to. She let him go on believing it was okay. Because she knew she couldn’t see the hurt in his face when he found out it wasn’t.

She laid next to him until he was asleep. And then she packed. She checked over the house one last time and her eyes stopped on the albums. The small one she had filled with her favorite pictures from all of his family albums. And she couldn’t leave it behind. She couldn’t leave every single piece of him behind so she buried it into her bag.

And she kissed him goodbye.

She stepped into the cold air outside his apartment, closing the door behind her softly. His favorite hoodie was still on her.

She took her bag to the staircase and she paused. She took out her phone and she sat down on the steps. She called his number and set the phone next to her.

She could hear his phone ringing, only 15 feet away, just behind that door. She wasn’t stupid. She knew he wasn’t going to wake up to get it. The phone went to voicemail.

“You’ve reached Corbyn. Drop your message at the beep!”

She sniffles.

“Hi, baby. I know. I know. And I’m sorry. God, I’m so sorry.” She sobbed into her hands. “I can’t take it, Corb. I thought i was ready to leave Suncity, to leave home, but I wasn’t. I really wasn’t. You have to understand, I couldn’t stay here. It was never you. Please, for a second, don’t ever blame yourself. It was never you. I let the city break me, Corbyn.” She gasped for air. “Do you remember the night we met? I told you you’ll either fall in love with that city, or you’ll let it break your heart. I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so sorry it broke your heart. I loved you. Don’t ever think I didn’t love you. I’m sorry i had to this, and I’m sorry I can’t go bowling with the boys next week. Tell them I love them, too.” She watched the Uber pull up in front of the building. “I’m going home, baby. I’ll be safe, I promise. Please, when you get this, promise you’ll be okay. I don’t even know if I will, but please, for me. Yeah. You’re gonna be okay. Okay. Bye, Corbyn.”