Request:“hc if the boys took care of you while you were sick?”

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Josh

• Spend the whole day in bed watching movies? Check
• Josh sets off several alarms to make sure that he is giving you your medicine on time.
• Every five minutes he asks if you are okay.
• He would be at your bedside for as long as possible and practically bring the whole kitchen into the bedroom.
• So that you wouldn’t be anxious, he would hug you and sing softly in your ear.
• “Are you feeling better? Do you need anything?” You smile lying on his chest. “I’m already getting better, baby.” Josh sighs softly and runs his fingers through your hair. “Are you sure?” He asks 10 seconds later. “Josh!”

Jake 

• Jake hates to see you sick but definitely loves to take care of you.
• He would cook your favorite meals.
• The two of you would spend hours lying on the couch reading books and playing with each other’s hair.
• Any effort you made, Jake would complain and say that you needed rest.
• You would have to beg Jake to stop kissing you so much or he would end up getting sick too.
• “JAKE! You slap him on the back as Jake walks up the stairs with your body thrown over his shoulder. "You can’t try that hard” He tries to be serious and thankful that you can’t see his smile right now. “I just have the flu, you idiot!”

Sam

• It’s funny to see Sam trying so hard to take care of you. You never got sick but unfortunately you had a bee allergy and when you got stung by one, Sam was about to freak out.
• He would call your mother in desperation asking her to teach him what to do, while your mother just laughed and said that it was just a matter of taking some medicine and rubbing it on.
• You had to spend 10 minutes convincing Sam not to take you to the hospital.
• When he finally got quiet, you would watch lots of romantic comedies while eating all the candy you could.
• Sam would pull you to lie on his chest and stroke your hair when you went to sleep.
• “Sam what are you doing?” You were almost asleep when you felt Sam run his finger across the front of your nose. "Seeing if you were breathing" He replied as if it was obvious, “Baby, it’s just a rash, I’m not going to die” I look at him laughing

Danny

• Danny would feel guilty, since he convinced you to go out in the rain the day before.
• And when you start coughing, he is ready to do whatever you need it.
• He would lay his head on your lap so that you can touch his hair, because he knows it calms you down.
• Danny tells you he is going to the pharmacy, but he actually comes back with several gifts for you.
• You would spend the evening watching golf games and seeing Danny so excited when talking about the game would cheer you up almost instantly
• "I am forbidden to call you to go in the rain and you are forbidden to accept” Danny speaks during the break, I smile at him and kiss him quickly.

Jake kiszka x reader

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It had been one year since I had been back to frankemuth and it seemed like a great idea to go back to my hometown for a weekend with my old group of friends.

But now sitting in a bar surrounded by -now strange- people and having to see your ex-boyfriend? No, we never dated. Your ex-friend? No, we were much more than that, and I think we were never really friends.

Whatever, no matter what he has been, seeing him kissing another girl is weird and definitely makes going back to frankemuth seem like a bad idea.

“You guys should work this out” Josh’s voice gets louder as he approaches me.

I turn to him, probably the only person who isn’t annoying me in this environment.

“Work out what? And with whom?” I bring my beer bottle up to my mouth.

“All this sexual tension between you and Jake” He arches an eyebrow at me.

I force a laugh and look at him. “Josh I know I am your dream sister-in-law, but Jake and I were just a couple of high school kisses”

Josh looks at me like he doesn’t believe a word I said.

When a girl who was from our class walks by us almost swallowing Josh with her gaze and he reciprocates, I look at him and laugh.

“I’m going to go smoke a cigarette, I’ll be right back!” I get up from the bar and walk to the exit.

I look over my shoulder and see the girl approaching and sitting where I was. What was her name again? Bianca? Brianna? Or was it just Anna? Maybe it was Hanna. Well, I definitely don’t remember.

I hug my body as I step out onto the empty street and the cold air comes in contact with my skin.

I reach for the lighter and light a cigarette that is between my lips.

I choke when I notice a presence behind me.

“Do you have a lighter?”

I turn around already knowing who is there and hold out the lighter in Jake’s direction.

“Thank you”

I nod in response and he hands me back the lighter.

And then we remain in an uncomfortable silence until Jake decides to speak.

“Cool shirt” I laugh weakly at the terrible way to start the conversation and look at my old The Who shirt. And I keep laughing since Jake has seen this one hundreds of times.

“Thanks” I look at him, really. For the first time in the evening.

His hair is almost an inch below his shoulder. Bigger than it was when I last saw him.

I let out a puff of smoke and wish I had held my mouth when I speak. “Your girlfriend won’t like you smoking with another girl.”

Jake looks at me and I think I can see a half smile on his lips.

When I see the shit I’ve done. “I mean, I would! No no no, I mean that, oh fuck”

Jake laughs and takes his cigarette and I doubt it’s just nicotine what’s in there.

“She knows I’m smoking, she doesn’t know I’m smoking with a girl” Another drag. “I don’t think she would mind, or whatever, maybe she would.”

I focus my attention on the cigarette.

“Sorry” I say. “You know, for not answering you.

And why the fuck am I talking so much? I swear, I’ll never drink again.

When I moved to Florida for college and Jake moved to Nashville to pursue music, the only contact we had was the messages Jake sent me for a whole week, messages I never answered.

"All right, it would have been nice if you would have responded but.” He stops to bring the cigarette to his lips again. “But I guess I got over my broken heart.”

I give an anasalated laugh. “Do you have one?” I ask arching an eyebrow.

Jake laughs and focuses his gaze on me. “You know I do.”

I look away before Jake can see me blush.

I hold the cigarette between my lips and hug my body again in a failed attempt to ward off the cold.

I hear a movement coming from Jake but don’t turn to look at him.

I feel his hands on my shoulder which is now covered by his leather jacket.

I look at him and try to take his jacket off, but Jake tightens his hands on my shoulder.

“When you come in you give it back to me”

He pulls away but still keeps watch watching to see if I will take it or not.

I put some of my pride aside and embrace my survival instinct and accept the jacket, just so I don’t freeze to death. Just for that.

Jake tilts his head looking at me. “You’re still stubborn” He smiles.

“Some things never change” I speak, not realizing how well that fit for us.

Jake sighs and shakes his head.

Before being silent with Jake was comfortable and even kind of cozy. Because we both always knew what the other was thinking or wanted to say, so we didn’t have to say anything.

Now, it is uncomfortable and even a little scary to be silent with each other, for the same reason.

Even more frightening when Jake decides to break it. He throws the rest of his cigarette into a trash can behind him and comes over to me.

“Y/N, you know you just say anything and I’ll end it.”

“It? Jake, this is your fucking relationship.” I speak turning to him.

I throw the rest of my cigarette on the floor but sigh and reach down to pick it up. It’s not the environment’s fault, right?

When I stand again, Jake is closer and it is possible for our breaths to mingle now.

My whole body freezes as Jake comes closer.

But he just closes his eyes and rests his chin on my head as he slips one of his arms around my shoulder.

After a few seconds, I wrap both arms around his waist, and his hand begins to run through my hair.

And here we are, in a silly hug and acting like two idiots.

“We are chickens,” I whisper with my face in his chest.

The caresses in my hair stop for a few seconds until they return as Jake asks. “Chickens?”

“Yeah” I whisper, and lift my face a little to look at him. “Like, they’re birds, they have wings and everything, but you know.”

I smile sadly at Jake and continue talking. “They don’t fly.”

Jake looks confused at first and I make a mental note written, “NEVER DRINK ANY MORE AND NO MORE METAFORMS WITH ANIMALS.”

He smiles at me and puts a lock of hair behind my ear. “Yes, we are like chickens.”

We laugh together and I look into the bar as a Metallica song starts playing.

“We should get back” I speak and Jake seems reluctant to let go of me.

I walk past him to throw the rest of the cigarette in the trash and take off his jacket.

“Thanks” I hold out the jacket to him and Jake holds it up and heads towards the door.

I look over to where Josh and the girl I can’t remember the name of are standing together with some other acquaintances.

“See you around Jake” I walk into the bar.

“Bye, chicken” He winks at me still on the side if fuck and I have to hold myself back from laughing.

And then we say goodbye once again, not really knowing why we are doing this.

Danny Wagner x reader

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Requests: “Y/n having a bit of a rough few weeks, so maybe going on a drive with him and listening to classic rock music”

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I crumple up another sheet of paper and aim to throw it in the trash along with the others but end up missing the trash and hitting Danny who enters the room at the same time.

He looks at me without understanding anything. “Did I do something wrong?”

I laugh weakly and shake my head. “No, it was supposed to go in the trash, not on you.”

Danny casts a glance over to the trash by the door. “How many more trees are you planning to cut down today?” he asks laughing.

When he realizes that I haven’t given some dumb or angry answer, he comes over to me and runs his hand through my hair, which is caught in a ponytail.

“Hey baby, what’s up?”

I try to answer yes, but nothing comes out of my mouth. I look at Danny and he understands that I don’t want to talk about it, that I can’t.

“Come here!” He pulls me by the hand and when I stand, Danny puts his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my head.

We stay in this position for a few minutes, me with my face between his neck and shoulder and Danny slowly rocking me and stroking my hair.

“I need to draw some landscape for my class.” I start to speak. “But nothing looks good.”

“Oh, I think I understand your problem.” Danny steps away from me minimally, a smile on his face. “You need some inspiration.”

Danny picks up the car keys he had left on the table and swings the key in front of me.

“Come on, miss!” Before I can deny it, Danny is already pulling me along and in less than a minute we are already getting into the car.

When I get in the car I look at my clothes and then at Danny. “Danny I’m in my pajamas.” I try to sound angry but I giggle at the end.

Danny starts the car and turns around to deposit a quick kiss on my lips. “You look beautiful love.”

As we begin to drive down our street, he nods his head to the glove box.

I open it and start rummaging through the hundreds of CDs.

After a while, I choose one and put it on play.

“Neil Young?” He asks smiling.

I nod my head and start humming ‘Try’ softly. Danny drums his fingers on the steering wheel in rhythm with the music.

“Want me to stop by and get you something to eat?” Danny asks.

I look at him and nod my head.

“But can you drive there?” I ask and Danny smiles knowing exactly where 'there’ means.

“Sure.” Danny brings his hand up to my thigh.

When 'Separate Ways’ starts playing Danny and I sing along and smile at each other.

And when the song ends we arrive 'there’.

An old city park, which only welcomes danny and me and a few old ladies visitors.

Because of the time it is possible to see the sunset behind the trees now. Danny gets out of the car and comes to my door, opening it for me.

I smile at him as we lean against the hood of the car.

I lay my head on his shoulder and laugh. “No one better show up here now, my clothes aren’t the best.” I say running my hand through my pajama pants.

Danny laughs and puts his arm around my shoulder.

More than 20 minutes pass before the sun is no longer visible.

“I think I’m more inspired now.” I say to him.

Danny smiles and looks at me, “That’s good.”

“Thanks.” I kiss him quickly.

“You’re welcome.” Danny smiles against my mouth and deepens the kiss.

I stop the kiss for a few seconds and smile at him. “I’m kind of hungry right now.”

Danny laughs and before we get back into the car he kisses me again.

I grab an old notebook that I leave on the back seat of the car and one of the pens thrown in the glove compartment.

And when 'White Line’ starts playing I finally manage to start drawing a sketch. Danny smiles at me and drums his fingers on the steering wheel again.

I smile at him and continue drawing.

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Requests: “[…]  a headcanon of the boys as best friends ^.^ like fun and cute stuff that they would do“

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Josh

• Josh is the kind of friend you can call anything and anywhere.
• His whole family considers you part of the family, which means that besides Josh you have to put up with Jake calling you a child, even though you are only 5 months apart. But at least you can do the same with Sam and Ronnie.
• He supports you in everything and will always be on your side.
• Whenever you both have free time, you do marathons of old movies while Josh complains that you will die from drinking too much soda.
• Stupid and senseless nicknames all the time.
• You could spend hours just talking to each other about everything.
• He is the kind of friend who says “I told you so” but pulls you in for a hug a second later.
• Josh rarely shows that he is upset about something, but when he is, you just know and then sit down and pat your own lap so he can rest his head there and you can stroke his hair.
• “Joshie!” You walk into his room, humming his nickname. “Did I mention I hate that nickname?” He speaks as he turns to the side so you can lie across from him on the bed, “I guess not today yet.” You smile innocently and push him away, causing Josh to almost fall off the bed. “Y/N!”

Jake

• Being Jake’s best friend means “being single.” Because every boy you go out with is jealous of him, and every girl he goes out with is jealous of you. Because from what people say, you are very close.
• But it definitely doesn’t stop you from teasing Jake when some random girl sends some kind of statement to him, and it also doesn’t stop him from teasing you whenever you cry for some kind of stupid guy.
• Spending the whole day listening to the blues while sharing a bottle of whiskey and a cigarette? Always, without hesitation.
• You are always the first person Jake shows you his guitar compositions.
• And he learned all your favorite songs so that he could play them for you when you were nervous.
• Every month there has to be a discussion between you and him about “doing a spa day”.
• The discussion ends with you and Jake moisturizing your hair in your bathroom and you begging him to let you comb his hair afterwards.
• Just two words: Sexual Tension
• “I really think we are soulmates.” Jake hands me the cigarette. “We definitely are.” I reply laughing. “But damn we would be the worst couple in the world.” He laughs incredulously and I choke on the smoke as I imagine this scene. “We would.” I agree laughing.

Sam

• Becoming friends with Sam when you were both 6 years old was the best thing you ever did in your life. Since then you are inseparable.
• Your favorite activities are camping and karaoke. In the latter Sam likes to make it clear why he decided to play bass instead of singing.
• You have played volleyball at school since the eighth grade. Sam never lost a game of yours. And he always made it clear that he was there, since every time you touched the ball he yelled things like “THAT’S MY FUCKING BEST FRIEND.”
• Since your 7th birthday, Sam is the first person to wish you a happy birthday, he always calls you at exactly midnight.
• And you do the same on his birthday.
• You do EVERYTHING together. First alcoholic drink? Together, hiding in the backyard of his house when you were 14.
• And this resulted in the worst fight between you. When you revealed that you had a crush on Josh and Sam freaked out that if you dated you would forget about him.
• But it’s okay, you got over it, and nowadays whenever Josh talks to you, Sam makes sure to remind you of your crush on him.
• “Sam, you’re drooling on my arm, you idiot!” you push his head away from your arm. “Let me sleep, Y/n! He says, leaning his head on my arm again. I snort when I see that he is already back to sleep.

Danny

• Danny is the sweetest, kindest friend you could ever have.
• You support each other through everything.
• When you passed your dream college he was freaking out just as much as you were.
• And when you moved away from the city to go to college. This doesn’t diminish your relationship.
• Almost every weekend Danny came to visit you or you went to visit him.
• And you would spend the whole weekend playing golf or Danny would spend the whole weekend trying to teach you drums.
• On vacation you decided to take a trip to the beach. And every time you got hit by a wave, Danny would cry with laughter.
• And to get revenge you would run out of the sea to get his clothes and hide them.
• "Ouch, Y/n!” Danny complains when you pull too hard on a lock of his hair as you finish your braid. “No complaints.” Danny mumbles something but has a smile on his face when you finish braiding his hair.

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Josh Kiszka x reader

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“We want to thank all the peaceful army, for always supporting us and remember that the whole world deserves peace, love and unity!” Josh could feel his hand sweating as he held the gramophone while trying to convince himself that he was nervous about winning his first grammy and not because a certain drummer’s gaze was on him.

He could only hear a few things Sam said after he stepped away from the microphone. Josh was too busy looking at the brown haired girl with some tattoos all over her arm who was sitting in the first row.

He felt as if he could spend the whole night looking at her and might stay if Jake didn’t nudge him gently to let him know that it was time for them to get off the stage. Josh thought he saw the girl giggle shyly and turn to one of her band mates, who whispered something in her ear.

Even when they were surrounded by journalists and people from the band’s staff, he still couldn’t get her out of his thoughts for more than a few seconds.

But he did his best to cover it up and assume his responsibility as frontman.

“Guys, that’s crazy! Congratulations.” The voice of Noah, lead singer of a hard rock band from England and the boys’ label mate, was the first thing the four boys heard when they entered the break room reserved for the artists.

“I still think I’m going to pee myself at some point.” Sam said as he threw himself down on one of the couches. Danny did the same thing on the couch opposite Sam’s.

“It still hasn’t sunk in that we won.” Jake said as he reached over to the small fridge to grab some beer.

“Do you guys remember last year that Blake almost passed out?” Noah asked pointing to the bass player in his band, making everyone laugh as they remembered when the British band won the award last year.

“Didn’t even remember that shit!” Blake replied as he reached out to grab a bottle of beer that Jake had offered him.

The 9 boys spent the next few minutes drinking and listening to Sam and Blake complain about all the pop artists at the awards show.

“Shut up, Blake. Adele is a genius.” Josh lightly shoved his friend’s shoulder, who had just called Adele boring.

“She definitely is!” Everyone turned toward the door as Nina entered the room.

The lead singer and guitarist of the classic rock band smiled in the direction of Noah, her boyfriend, and sat down next to him.

Blake and Nas, the guitarist, started making disgusting sounds and teasing the couple. Josh even forgot to laugh at his friends’ joke as he watched Y/N enter the room, right behind Ashley, the bass player in her band.

The two girls sat in the only empty seat in the room while they gave out “hellos” and “congratulations” to everyone in the room.The only empty seat was the black leather couch facing where Josh, Jake and Blake were sitting.

“Who said Adele wasn’t a genius? So I can plan this person’s murder.” Ashley asked and when everyone pointed their finger at Blake he laughed nervously as he tried to disguise it by saying that’s not what he said.

Noah and Nina were still being teased by the rest of the group of friends and Ashley was fighting with Blake, who at this very moment was asking Jake for help explaining the situation, but the long haired guitarist just laughed and looked at Ashley as if she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Josh smiles at the thought, not that she wasn’t beautiful, she was, all 3 of them were. But none made him as nervous as the tattooed girl in front of him.

“Hey, can you get that for me please?” Josh turned to Y/N just to make sure she was really talking to him. She smiled shyly at him and pointed to several bottles of water on the counter behind him.

Josh looked away from her and turned to pick up one of the bottles, he smiled as he handed the bottle to her.

“Thank you!”

“You’re welcome.” Josh replied and prayed that no one had seen that they looked at each other longer than necessary.

When Y/N broke eye contact, Josh turned to his twin and noticed that both Jake and the others were getting up, he did the same without knowing why they were doing it.

“So we’ll meet you guys there, okay?” Noah said to Jake and then Josh found out that they were talking about the after party and that it was probably about time for them to go.

Josh didn’t realize that Sam and Danny had gone in the van along with another the band until Jake yelled “Fucking traitors!” at them as the two younger guys laughed, Josh was always the more outgoing and shameless twin but it was Jake who turned to Y/N and Ashley and asked if they wanted to go along since as well as half their band, their lead singer had also gone with the Brits.

“Sure!” Ashley replied and soon already started chatting with Jake as we all headed toward the parking lot.

Y/N smiled and shook his head in a silent yes.

Josh never thought that all those tattoos and rock n roll attitude hid a shy personality. This thought made him bring his gaze to his arms, noticing one tattoo in particular, near his elbow, two drumsticks with a K.M. underneath.

“Keith Moon?” he asked, Y/N followed Josh’s gaze and looked down at his own arm.

Then he turned to him and smiled, “The one and only!”

“He’s amazing! When I was learning drums, I think I listened to The Who records 24 hours a day.”

“You play drums?” Y/N looked at him surprised.

“Hm, a little, but not as well as him!” Josh laughed. “Definitely not as well as you!”

Y/N smiled and looked away a little as her cheeks flushed. “Thank you”

When all 4 were already inside the van going to one of the dozens of after parties that were called, Josh plugged his cell phone into the van’s radio, after a few seconds “The Who Sings My Generation” started playing, he smiles at Y/N, the girl reciprocates and starts laughing at Ashley and Jake who started singing (shouting) “Out in the street”

Josh felt her wriggle uncomfortably in the seat, until Y/N walked over and spoke close to his ear. “Congratulations for the award, I love that album of yours.” She increased the distance between them quickly, embarrassed.

“Oh, thank you! I was listening to your album on the way over here.” Josh smiled and moved closer to her as he spoke, this made Y/N feel comfortable to come closer to him and start another conversation that was interrupted only to laugh at Jake and Ashley.

When the van stopped in front of the Hotel, where the party was taking place, Jake helped Ashley down from the van and the two of them didn’t even realize that Josh and Y/N had fallen behind.

“You know, hm would it be really weird if I asked you out? It doesn’t have to be a date you know” Josh moved his hands nervously as he spoke “You know, just a dinner among friends maybe?”

Y/N laughed and even though his cheeks were flushed. “I would love to go on a date with you Josh.”

Josh got down from the van and held Y/N’s hand so she wouldn’t get off balance. They didn’t let go of their hands as they walked into the hotel.

Jake kiszka x reader

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Request: “two rockstars meeting in a festival, and both bands hanging out cause they are both friends with the struts, then jake starts falling in love w this person because of their personality, talent and charisma, they start to match in the second day of camping at the festival and then the bands have to play in the same day, jake tells his feeling and the reader doesn’t know how to react.”

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“And you know that usually people knock on the door before they come in, right?” Jake looks at Sam, who responds with a grimace.

“Okay, okay I’m sorry.” He laughs. “But could the couple in love give me the privacy to take a shower, since someone spilled ice cream on me?” He looks at Poppy pretending to be annoyed but she just gives him a smile.

My mind is a mess after what Sam said, first: couple in love? second: him and poppy? and third: wow it’s probably going to be hard to get the huge ice cream stain off Sam’s shirt.

I don’t realize that Jake has gotten up from the couch until he holds out his hand for me to do the same.

I put my hand in his and stand up and feel the effect of the whiskey as the bus turns a little, Jake holds my hand tighter and laughs weakly.

“Bye bye babies!” Sam waves to us as we get off the bus and just when I think Poppy is going to do the same as us, she closes the bus door staying inside.

Jake turns to me to say something but before he can start, I interrupt him for fear that he might want to talk about what just happened.

“It’s 30 minutes until the show, we should go, right?” I don’t give Jake time to answer, I pull him towards the festival and realize that we are still holding hands.

I hear Jake laugh behind me and he walks to my side, without letting go of my hand.

When we get to the stage, everyone is already there except Sam and Poppy, obviously.

When Josh and Luke turn to greet us I let go of Jake’s hand and he looks embarrassed and shoves his hand in his pants pocket but I’m not sure and don’t even turn to him as I walk over to my friends wishing no one had noticed anything.

I stand between Ana and Jet while Jake stands next to Danny and Lexa, and I mentally curse myself for not being able to take my eyes off him.

Adam and Josh start handing out cans of beer to everyone, when Josh comes over to me and Ana, I dismiss the beer with a hand gesture and then he hands the can to Ana and I swear I could see them exchanging smiles at this point.

Institutionally I turn my head toward Jake to see if he’s looking at them too, but when I turn around, he’s looking at me.

He smiles at me and without a second thought I smile too.

I don’t know how many minutes go by when we see the band take the stage. The whole festival goes crazy at this point.

And for the first time since Jake and I kissed a few minutes ago, I can think about things other than him.

After about 20 minutes I get tired of dismissing the drinks that Josh and Adam offer me and before I know it I am opening my second can of beer.

I really enjoy that show, especially when I sing Satisfaction along with Lexa and Luke while the others imitate the sounds of the instruments with their mouths.

When the show ends I turn to my friends in disbelief. “They didn’t play Angie? What the fuck?” they all laugh because I’m probably too shocked.

“OK, come on! We have to start packing things for the bonfire.” Lexa starts, she is the most sober of us all. “And I swear I’ll serenade you by singing Angie for you, Y/N!”

Lexa puts her arms around my shoulder and I smile at her.

Ana walks past us and pushes us lightly. “Ew, I’d rather lose my ears than hear Lexa sing, Y/N please spare us this horror show”

Lexa shows her middle finger to Ana, I think that is the meanest thing she can do.

We all start walking towards the buses stopping several times in the middle of the way to take pictures of ourselves posing idiotically with an analog camera that Josh brought.

When we almost get to our bus, Lexa starts telling us what each of us has to do. Because she is Lexa and she is the only one who is good at turning us into organized humans.

“Y/N, can you grab some of our chairs at the back of the bus?”

“Sure!” I head toward the bus to open the back door.

“Ana asked me to come help you” I turn to Jake, who is leaning against the side of the bus.

Of course Ana did it, obvious!

I try not to show any reaction as I smile at him and he moves closer so that he can get more chairs.

Our shoulders touch each other all the time as we get the seats.

For the first time the silence between the two of us was uncomfortable.

“Did you enjoy the show?” he asks as I lean forward to grab a chair that is at the end of the compartment but my fingers don’t even reach the chair.

“Yeah, it was amazing” Jake makes the same motion as me and manages to grab the chair much faster than I. “Did you enjoy it?” I look at him over my shoulder.

“Yeah” Jake smiles and starts stacking the chairs to make it easier to carry. “I liked everything that happened today”

I feel my cheeks burn and I look away and focus my attention on the last chair inside the bus.
Maybe he wasn’t talking about the kiss, right? Maybe it’s the concerts and lunch.

As I pull the last chair out of the bus and start stacking it the same way Jake is doing, I reply. “I liked everything that happened today too”

Josh kiszka x reader

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• When the quarantine started Josh almost freaked out because he couldn’t do any shows and would have to stay indoors, but as time went on he got better and found lots of new things to do.
• Josh would show you all the songs he wrote, you were always the first to hear them.
• In the beginning he spent a lot of time trying to convince you to like old country.
• Nowadays you sing - scream - old country songs together.

“And even though Josh is spending a lot of quarantine time working on the new album, he always leaves days off for us to enjoy together. Some days we do old movie marathons, some days we cook together, some days we play karaoke or spend the day tidying up our record collection.

And there are days like today when we just decide to stay in bed all day.

"Josh, we can’t stay in bed all day.” I laugh trying to disentangle myself from his arms.

“Ok, baby just five more minutes.” He smiles squeezing my waist.

“You already said that.” I play with his hair. “Thirty minutes ago.”

“I did?” Josh asks trying to sound innocent.

He laughs as he pulls me closer and stands over me.

“You don’t have work today, I don’t have work today.” Josh starts playing with my hair. “Then why can’t we stay in bed?”

I look at him and arch an eyebrow. “Because we need to live?”

Josh sighs when I manage to free myself from his arms and get out of bed.

“Come on, we can eat and then watch movies!” I smile at him and hold out a hand to him.

Josh tries to hold back a smile as he stands up and holds my hand.“

basiccortez:

HIGHLY HIGHLY ENCOURAGED (y'all so creative n I love it)

shit i think i would piss my pants if someone gave me a playlist to write about

Josh is the type of boyfriend to lock you in the car just so he can open the door for you

Tear You Apart

Jake Kiszka x Reader

Warnings | Explicit sexual content, cursing, m-dom/f-sub, voyeurism, edging, oral (f-recieving), over stimulation, dacryphilia, m-masturbation, spit, hairpulling, spanking,slight degradation (???),spit (are we surprised?)

Word Count | 3k words

Authors Note | So I found this idea through @alliebooponthis post and knew I HAD to write it… I’m literally the biggest whore for dom!jake and just the idea of this has me weak in the knees. Full warning that the fic takes a whole ass 180 halfway through because I don’t know how to stay consistent.

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“Keep your eyes on me, baby.” You clutch the sheets and grind your hips down onto Jake’s mouth, his tongue laid out flat for you to work against. Keeping your eyes on him, let alone open is a difficult task but you obey nonetheless, watching from your seated position on the bed as he’s knelt with his face pressed between your thighs.

“More, Jake, please.” Your hips are pushing against him harder now, moving with the sole purpose of reaching the orgasm you’ve been chasing for the past forty minutes.

He acknowledges your request with a simple nod and brings his fingers to trace over your entrance, preparing to push into you. He teases you, only dipping in down to his first knuckle before pulling out and repeating that movement over and over again. The warmth in your stomach is almost growing overwhelming now, the need to find your release becoming so pertinent that when Jake pulls away you want to scream.

“Please, please don’t stop.” You reach to pull him closer by his hair “Please Jake, I’m so close, let me cum, I need it.”

Your babbling doesn’t phase him, he still rises from his knees to sit on the bed with you. You can’t take your eyes off of him as he slips down his pants and pulls out his dick. You give a frustrated huff and slide your hand between your legs but Jake swats it away.

“Don’t you fucking dare. You’re gonna sit there like a good girl and watch me get myself off. If you touch yourself I’ll edge you for the rest of the night.”

He’s done this a few times before, made you watch him just to wind you up even more but he’d never gone so far as to already have denied you multiple orgasms before teasing you like this. You bow your head and give a small nod which prompts him to start moving. Before he even touches himself he leans over and lets a small trail of spit drop from his mouth and onto the head of his dick. The movement was so sensual, so intimate, probably just an afterthought or something he’s does unconsciously when he’s all alone. Your body is trembling just watching him as he starts to pump himself, his head is already tipped back and his plump lips are glossy from spit, mouth open in an o shape.

The soft groans that leave his lips make you ache and you wish you could relieve the building need between your legs but you know you can’t disobey him. He starts to buck up into his hand letting out soft breaths on each offbeat. You’re growing wetter by the second as you watch him writher under his own touch. Jake starts to work against himself faster and harder, chasing his release with a growing fervor.

“Does that feel good Jakey?” You hum, shifting your hips in hopes of relieving some pressure.

He responds with a grunt and thrusts harder against his hand. At some point his hair has fallen into his face and it practically sets your body on fire with how disheveled he looks. Without thinking your hand snakes down your stomach, hoping that you can appease the ache in your core with just a few circles of your fingers.

You gasp, realizing that you just blatantly disobeyed Jake’s only command and when his eyes meet yours and your hand is still drawing circles on your clit your chest fills with anxiety.

“Jake, I– I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to! Please keep going, I’ll be good, I didn’t mean it.” Your heart is racing so fast you can feel beating against your ribcage. Jake is just sitting silently, his hand having stopped moving. His expression reads as bored which spurs you on more. “Jakey, baby, I’m sorry please, It was an accident, I wasn’t thinking. I–”

“–Are you done?” He runs a finger over his bottom lip distractedly.

Huffing out an incredulous sigh you stare at him, completely wide eyed. “I just–”

“I don’t care. Are you finished?”

“I- uh.” You sputter, trying to gauge what he’s thinking. “Yes. I’m done, sorry.”

“You remember the light system, if you need me to stop, under any circumstances you say red. What colour are you?”

“Green.” You breathe, looking into your lap to keep from meeting his eyes.

Almost as soon as the words pass your lips Jake is pouncing on you, forcing both of your wrists to the bed on either side of you head. He attacks your lips feverishly and grinds his cock against your bare cunt. A moan drags from your throat but it’s quickly stifled when Jake shoves his fingers into your mouth.

“No more noise from you.” He growls, then leans into your ear “Use the taps if you need to, okay? One, two, three.” He demonstrates by tapping your wrist with the hand that’s circling it. You nod frantically, begging him to continue with whatever he has planned for you. “Are you going to be quiet?” He slips his fingers out of your mouth and wipes the spit onto your lips as some sort of belittling gesture.

“I swear.” You mutter but as soon as the words pass your lips you regret it, knowing that you already disobeyed the rules he’s set out for you.

“You are not very good at following rules tonight.” He chides, tapping his index finger over your bottom lip. Jake shifts so he can hold both of your hands above your head with one of his own and then he wraps his other around your throat, gripping it harshly and pulling you up so your lips are inches apart “I am going to fucking ruin you.” He spits the words at you venomously and it makes your heart race. “Turn around, ass up.”

When he relinquishes his grip on your wrists you scramble onto all fours, presenting yourself to him with your back arched. The fact that he hasn’t properly touched you yet makes your skin crawl, especially from such a vulnerable position, also coupled with the fact that you can’t see him. The bed dips under his weight behind you and you breathe a sigh of relief, now that you know where he is your anxiety eases slightly.

In one quick movement, one that you barely register, Jake’s hand sinks into your hair and pulls you against him so your back is flush with his chest. I groan falls past your lips at the sensation, sparks of pain shooting through your nerves that soon give way to a not-so-new feeling of pleasure. His body is now bare and you can feel how hot his skin is against yours. To hold you against him better he uses his other hand to grasp your throat, pining you against him but not restricting airflow. The hand in your hair releases it’s hold but you still keep your head tipped back onto his shoulder, not that you really have a choice from how he’s holding your neck.

You can practically feel your arousal slipping down your thighs and in a lame attempt to gain some relief you push your hips back against him, his cock slipping along the curve of your ass.

Jake tsks you at you “Cut that out.”

You have to stop yourself from whining, not sure if you can handle any more punishment tacked onto whatever he has planned for you. You expect him to tease you a little bit more so when he pushes into you a startled moan is knocked loose from your lungs. Jake doesn’t comment on the noise with words, only puts a bit more pressure on the sides of your neck with the pads of his fingers. Within just a few thrusts you can already start to feel yourself creeping towards the edge of release, having already been denied a few orgasms already. Jake bucks up into you harshly, holding you against him with an immovable grip on your neck and a frim hand on your stomach.

“Are you close already?” He whispers, goosebumps rising in his wake where he spoke against your neck.

You mumble out an unintelligible word of affirmation rocking your hips into his. Snaking a hand behind you, you thread your fingers into his hair and pull, keeping him tight against you. Your knees are screaming from holding your weight and you can imagine Jake feels the same. Almost as though he read your thoughts he pushes you down onto all fours again, twirling your hair into a makeshift ponytail so he has something to hold on to while his other hand sits loosely on your hip.

“Don’t you fucking cum, not until I tell you to.”

A string of gasps stutters out of you as he pushes into you to a hilt, rolling his hips before retreating and slamming in again. Your entire body is shaking and you’re getting impossibly close to coming undone. Without a real thought to it you draw your hand to trace circles over your clit but in response to your actions Jake brings his hand down against your ass, letting go of your hair. Your body jolts forwards and a cry tears through your throat, melting into a moan when he soothes his hand over the spot he hit.

“You liked that didn’t you? My dirty girl.”

His words go straight to you cunt, the building of your orgasm becoming so unbearable that you couldn’t possibly hold it for any longer.

“Jake, please–” You huff out a breathy moan when his thrusts become sharper, falling forward so your chest is against the mattress you grip the sheets to the point that you’re knuckles turn white. “–I’m so close, please let me cum, please.” The last word is strained, your throat going dry as your eyes well with tears.

Once again fisting your hair he pulls you up so you’re on all fours again, back arching, and eyes squeezed shut. “No. Get on your knees.” He pulls out of you without another word and jerks himself harshly against your lips once you’ve pulled yourself to kneel in front of him. “Open up baby.”

Laying your tongue out for him you place your hands in your lap and wait patiently as he continues to stroke his cock. Jake’s entire body is shuddering, his breathing becoming erratic and with a few more thrusts into his hand he cums all over your tongue. You swallow it down almost greedily, licking a stripe up his dick from base to tip as if to thank him.

“You look so pretty like that.” He caresses the side of your face and presses his thumb against your lips.

You look up at him through your lashes and part your lips, allowing him to slide his thumb over your tongue. Closing your lips you run your tongue along the digit and bob your head to imitate a far more obscene act. The throbbing between your legs blazes anew when he rescinds his thumb from your mouth and beckons you further up towards his face by gripping your chin.

“Keep your mouth open.”

Once again you lay out your tongue for him, presenting your open mouth by tipping your head back. A shiver runs harshly down your spine when his hold on you tightens and he bends over so his mouth is above yours. You wait with bated breath until finally he gives you a smirk and spits into your mouth. You’ve tried this once before and the fluttering in your cunt goes to show how much you enjoy it.

You have to work up the courage to speak, to voice your needs. There’s a possibility that he will continue to deny you your release but you hold fast and stay hopeful. “I need you to touch me, please.”

“And what makes you think you can make such a request?”

Frustration blooms in your chest and mixes with the ache between your thighs. “I’ve been good! I’ll be good, just please–” You hang your head but then peer at him once again through your lashes “–Please Jake.”

You can see his resolve cracking, his eyes softening at your pleas. An empathetic tilt of his lips tells you that he’s decided to let you off the hook… or so you think.

“Where you do you want me baby?”

You lay on your back and spread your legs for him, your dripping cunt on display. “Here, Jakey, touch me here.” Gently circling his wrist, you drag his hand between your legs.

“You want me to touch your pretty pussy baby, you want me to finally make you cum?”

You want to believe that he will, that he’ll let you off easy and give in to your requests. Arching your back you tip your head further into the bed and push yourself into his face.

“So eager–” Jake runs a finger through your folds, collecting your slick and bringing it too his lips. “–So sweet.”

Your body goes into overdrive, the feeling of his hands on you makes you think you cum from that simple bit of contact. “Please– Jake please, I need you.”

He hums, low and sultry, skating his fingertips along the inside of your thighs. “Look at you, you’re trembling, do you want me that bad baby?”

You whine and arch into his touch when he presses the pad of his thumb against your clit. The pressure isn’t nearly enough so you grind your hips down onto him but he pulls back. “No, please don’t stop.” You reach frantically for his hands, pulling him back to you.

“But you sound so pretty begging for me.” The look on his face is pure sin as he regards you from his kneeling position. Huffing out a sigh he lifts his hands in surrender “Fine but only because you look so fucking perfect looking at me like that.”

You hold your breath as you watch him get down onto his stomach and lower his mouth to curl his tongue against your clit. A sigh falls past your lips as he starts to work against you. He doesn’t wait to push two fingers inside of you, clearly he has a set goal in mind. It barely takes anything for you to start pumping your hips against his hand, your fingers threading through his hair to pull him closer.

“Fuck– I’m–” Your words are cut short when Jake’s fingers brush over your g spot which sends your reeling, now teetering on the edge of your orgasm. “Jake–”

Your chest is heaving and you’re grinding yourself down against his tongue as hard as you can, chasing your release feverishly. You can feel him smirk against you and it should have registered as a warning sign but your lust-clouded brain didn’t fully process it until Jake started to pull away, right when your thighs begin to shake.

“Fuck! Jake no–” Tears are welling in your eyes now, your throat tightening. “Please, please, Jake, I’ll be so good–” You sit up, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing at his throat and jawline, hoping to get a reaction. “Please Jake, let me cum, please.”

“Shhh baby, shhh.” Jake wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his lap. His hair tickles your neck as he leans into your ear, his voice dropping to a husky tone “Just know, if you disobey me again, it’s going to be a whole lot worse than this.”

“I’m sorry, Jakey. I swear it won’t happen again.”

“Good.”

Jake shifts beneath you, lifting you up by your hips until he has enough room to drag his dick up to your entrance and let you sink down on him.

“Go on baby, fuck yourself on me, get yourself off.”

You don’t even register his words, too focused on the feeling of him inside of you but this time on your own terms. He doesn’t move beneath you, giving you full control. Jake’s hands are on your hips, fingertips digging into you hard enough to bruise.

“You feel so good–” A gasp steals your breath when Jake presses his fingers to your clit and starts to rub tight, slow circles against it. “Faster, please, Jake.”

He obliges, circling your sensitive bundle of nerves as quickly as he can while keeping in time with the way you’re riding him. You dig your nails into his back and fight the urge to bite down on his shoulder, your orgasm fast approaching.

“I can feel you squeezing around me, are you close baby?”

“So close– Fuck– Can I cum, Jakey? Please?” Your words are slurred and whiny, spoken into the tan flesh of his clavicle.

“Go ahead, cum for me.”

Throwing your head back and rutting against him as fast and hard as you possibly can your orgasm finally washes over you. Your entire body feels like its flooded with warmth and then cold sparks of pleasure creep up your spine. Your eyes are squeezed shut and a moan is tearing through your chest. With the way your clenching around Jake you know he’s not gonna last much longer. Finally he starts to move inside of you, fucking you through your orgasm while trying to reach his own. With a few more quick juts of his hips Jake releasing deep inside of you reaching a standstill once you’ve both come down.

Wordlessly Jake lifts you off of him and lays you down before standing and scooping you up in his arms. He carries you to the bathroom and sits you on the toilet while he runs the bath. Your bones feel like Jello and your head is heavy. Instead of giving you toilet paper to clean yourself up he get you to move to the edge of the toilet so he can clean up your thighs.

Once the bath is full and you’re situated against his chest, his legs framing your own you close your eyes and lay your head back on his shoulder. “I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

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