#your making me cry so early in teh fucking morning why

[vintagemintcakes]

Hey Holo I'm gonna kick your ass.

OwO whats this? 

[writingsbychlo]

Yes drunk headcanons for the ff peeps can you imagine all of them drunk and like I can envision fftommy and reader being one of those very touchy and horny ass couple in the party but in a cute way and newt is there missing Derek and Brenda and Minho are like animals on the dance floor my god !!

oh, for sure. this is the one for when they’re already together.

the night probably starts really chill, just everyone getting together at minho’s place to hang out and drink

but of course, minho made a playlist, and it’s all workout songs, so brenda changes the music

she puts on dance songs, and it’s upbeat, and everyone is having a good time, just chilling.

newt is texting derek, and talking about derek, and thinking about derek, and her and thomas are just sitting there and listening.

it’s him sitting with his back to the arm of the couch, and she’s sitting newt to him, tucked under his arm as her hand is linked with the one hanging over her shoulder, her legs thrown over his lap, his other hand holding his drink and resting on her thigh.

newt is basically in his own world, so every time thomas leans down to whisper something in her ear or nuzzle and kiss at her cheek, she just giggles, and replies, and sometimes she’ll kiss under his jaw or his cheek or his neck, and he’ll just smile all soft like.

then as the night goes on, everyone gets a little more drunk, and newt and brenda want to dance. like, club dance. they feel like the vibe has gotten a little lazy.

so they switch up the tunes. gally refuses to dance, but minho is down for it, fry gives it a go but sits done pretty soon after, brenda and newt go wild, and her and tommy are just cuddled up laughing.

but then brenda grabs her hands, and thomas whines a little when she’s pulled away from him, but he lets her go, because she’s laughing with her friend and starts swaying to the beat.

and let's remember, these are club tunes, they’re kinda ✨sexy✨

so after a minute, she gets into the hang of it, and she’s got her hips swaying tot he slower ones, and she’s bouncing tot he more upbeat ones, and now tommy is interested

because he likes the way her tits jump a little in her shirt and the roll of her hips

and she doesn’t even know she’s doing it because she’s just giggling with brenda as they do random dance moves but he can’t help the way he’s biting his lip and staring and he doesn’t care if he gets teased for it in the morning because damn.

so he puts his drink down and gets up and whispers “damn, baby, didn’t know you could move like that.” in her ear, while pulling her backwards into him a little

a hand on her waist, smoothing around to sit over her stomach under her shirt, while the other finds her hips, and she pauses her movements

with a quick glance over everyone else to confirm they’re drunk enough to be oblivious, he bites her ear teasingly and says “don’t stop on my account, angel.”

and then they're moving together, slow and sensual movements before she’s turning in his arms and his mouth is closing onto her’s a hand on her cheek as the other is almost gripping her ass, and she has one hand in his hair and the other gripping his bicep as her knees shake a little.

of course, they get progressively more drunk, and dancing is over, and then its the early morning hours and everyone is on the couch or the floor and near to crashing.

they’re lay out over one of the couches, him on his back, her on his chest as minho tells a story that has everyone held in anticipation, and at this point, he has his hand on her ass and he doesn’t care.

he’s barely even aware he does, he just squeezes occasionally, and she giggles every time he does.

but newt is really affectionate when drunk and he just wants some love too, so he kinda just flops down on top of them both.

and they groan because of the added weight and he just lays there.

“Tommy, why is your hand on my dick?”

“My hand is on my girlfriend’s ass. why is your dick on my hand?”

“move it, your bony knuckles are gonna dig into my balls.”

“you get off of me and my girlfriend!”

“no!”

she just giggles the whole time. eventually newt does move, but he still wants affection as he misses his boyfriend so he sits on the floor and holds her hand. 

thomas is whispering in her ear again then.

“you wanna get out of here? promise i’ll make it worth it.”

“we don’t even have to leave, just meet me in teh bathroom.”

“we could fuck in the car, the parking lot is dark at night.”

“baby, please, you’re all i can think about right now.”

“my jaw is cold, i think you should sit on my face.”

“stop ignoring me, i know you can hear me.”

“if you keep ignoring me, im gonna go down on you until you cry.”

“fine, you’ve had it now, just you wait ‘til we get home.”

when they get home, he makes good on that promise. it’s sloppy and messy and lazy. he’s got two fingers in her that curl and pump and his jaw is numb from it by the end as his whole mouth and cheeks shine, and her face is wet with tears when he finally comes up, and he loves it.

“been thinking about your tight little cunt all night, you’re wearing the jeans i love.”

and then they fuck. slow and deep and passionate, and when they’re done, they fall asleep still connected, because when he’s drunk, he literally cannot get close enough to her unless they’re connected. 

he’s got red cheeks and a cheeky smirk in the morning as he carries her to the shower to clean up the sticky mess he made.

basically, drunk tommy is clingy and horny as fuck.