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ch3rrysuck3r · 5 months

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You're the hottest girl alive

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — i know you were looking for warren requests!! this thought just popped into my head - how would warren react to his girl being able to play the drums? like he didn’t know that she knew how to play but he walked in on her playing his set. i didn’t really think of any other details though like her backstory or anything :/

✧.* summary — Warren was mesmerized by you since the first time he saw you, and even with a lot of time together you always surprised him. And he fucking loved your surprises.

✧.* warnings — None.

✧.* word count — 1.7k

✧.* 🥁 — Warren's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — This was actually one of my favorites to write, I really loved writing his reaction. Warren is simply the Golden Retriever boyfriend.

The first time Rojas walked into the label and his eyes landed on you behind the soundboard, his heart skipped a beat. The way your hair was tied up showing off her neck, he admired your skin from afar thinking he had never seen anything so beautiful, your eyes were focused on the equipment in front of you and he just loved the way you bit your lips while you were focused. He was amazed, and since that day he was sure that he needed to get to know you.

So little by little he approached you, staying a few days later at the record company helping you with what you let him do, showing you some new beats he had invented, commenting on the band and asking your opinion on various things, you didn't understand why he wanted your opinion on things so much but his presence always did you a lot of good.

"Can you play that one again?" Warren asks, pressing any button on the soundboard.

"Hey Rojas, don't do that!" You laugh, smacking his hand lightly to get his hand away. "Don't touch my baby without my permission."

"Your baby?" Warren laughs. "Alright, sorry baby…" He pretends to talk to the device in front of him, you laugh, he makes you feel so good.

"Exactly, the baby doesn't like strangers." You say playing along.

"Well, to make you less worried baby…" He keeps with the joke, talking with the soundboard. "I'm not a stranger anymore, I'm your mama's boyfriend."

You take your gaze to the drummer, your eyebrows raised and a small smile on your face. Warren was looking right into your eyes, that smirk you knew very well in that angelic face of his, you lick your lips trying to decipher if what you understood was really what he meant.

"If she wants that, of course." He says more like a whisper, you get closer to him placing your both hands on his bare chest.

He looks down at your hands, feeling butterflies in his stomach at the contact, you get up from the chair leaving him with a confused look, eyes still on you. You go towards the studio door and close it, he arches hin eyebrows trying to understand what you were going to do, he loved that even if he tried hard it was very difficult to decipher you.

You smile, noticing that it was now you who had made him nervous in a certain way, you sit on his lap and notice his uneven breathing.

"Come on Rojas, take care of your girlfriend." You whisper and he wastes no time kissing you intensely.

Things between you two were wonderful, you understood each other like no one else and each other's presence was always the main point for your daily smile. Warren loved every detail of you, and he loved the fact that you always surprised him in a different way every day, he never knew what to expect from you but he knew that every surprise from you was one more reason for him to want to put a ring on your finger.

Warren had you in his arms, you caressed his shirtless torso drawing a few hearts as he stroked your hair, it was probably around 2am but the drummer wasn't able to sleep at all, although you were struggling to keep your eyes open you did your best to keep him company.

"Rojas, I have an idea." You say through a yawn. "Come here, lie on my lap."

You say sitting on the bed, he looks at you with a big smile on his face, without asking too many questions he lies down keeping his eyes on yours.

"I want you to relax, okay?" He nods, closing his eyes.

Nothing in the world could have prepared him for what was to come, as he closed his eyes his ears began to witness something that leaves him in awe, you were singing and not any song you were singing Honeycomb.

He was sure he never heard anything better than that, even Daisy couldn't sing like you to him, he sits on the bed and you stop singing confused.

"I told you to relax Rojas." You say chuckling, he looked shocked and you didn't get why. "What's wrong baby?"

"You sing!" He exclaims, his passionate gaze on you. "Why did you never tell me this mi amor? You have the most beautiful voice I've ever heard."

"Don't exaggerate handsome, I sing like anyone else." You felt very happy to have someone like him by your side.

"You have the voice of a little angel!" He kisses you tenderly. "I'm so fucking in love with you."

You smile looking at your hands next to his, taking his hands and taking them to your waist. Lacing your arms around his neck then, you get close to him placing kisses on his neck.

"I'm in love with you too." You say between kisses, making your way to his mouth and kissing him there. "If you can't relax by yourself, let me relax you."

"With pleasure." He says, sighing at the contact with you.

That's what Warren meant by nice surprises, you always surprised him with details about yourself that he wanted to show the world, to introduce everyone to how you were the most wonderful person on earth. He was very proud of you, a woman who didn't care about what anyone thought of her, but was always there if anyone needed help, you were one of a kind and he felt so lucky to be with you, to be the one who you called boyfriend.

Today was the day of recording the instruments for 'The River', so Eddie, Graham, Karen and Warren were spending the afternoon with you and Tobias taking care of making everything right. You were sitting at the soundboard, Warren beside you with his arm around your neck and a cigarette in his lips, Tobias had left to get some more microphones, Eddie and Graham had left to buy some snacks and now was Karen's turn to play.

"She sounds so fucking great!" You say fiddling with some things on the soundboard. "Get ready handsome, you're up next."

"Yes mama." He says putting out the cigarette on his tongue and then throwing it in the trash can next to you.

Karen finishes playing and takes off her headphones, giving you thumbs up in question, you raise yours confirming to her that she nailed it. She smiles and goes to you leaving the room for Warren to play.

"And Graham?" The blonde asks you, pretending not to care too much.

"He must be outside with Eddie." You say with a smirk on your face, she leaves but not before patting you on the shoulder.

Now it was just Warren and you in the room, he had his headphones on his head and his drumsticks twirling between his fingers ready to go. He winks at you and you nod for him to start.

As always he was the best drummer you've ever seen, but there was something that maybe you could improve there, you had an idea of something but while your boyfriend was playing you architected your ideas better.

You get up from the table entering the studio, Warren frowns and stops playing, removing the headphones afterwards.

"Is there something wrong, pretty girl?" He says, watching you get closer.

"Would you mind going there for a bit?" You ask, he shrugs without questioning too much sitting in the chair and waiting for what you were going to do.

You sit in the drum chair and he starts to get more confused, you take the drumsticks and he arches his eyebrows.

"I was thinking maybe this might work at the beginning of the song." You say and count down to start the playing.

And there you were, majestically playing the drums, Warren was speechless he felt like he was witnessing the most wonderful scene.

"Did you know she played?" Eddie asks, biting into a sandwich as he watches you. "Warren?"

"Shii! Be quiet, let me hear her." He says to the bassist and he immediately goes quiet, laughing at Warren's reaction.

When you're done, you leave the drums with sticks in hand, going back to your place behind the soundboard, but before you could say anything Warren kisses you passionately, at first you are surprised but then you kiss him the same way.

Your hands caress the drummer's curls and he grabs your waist as he wants you closer and closer to him, Eddie fakes a cough but Warren completely ignores him so he decides to go and leave you two alone.

When you break the kiss in search of air, you look at him in question, waiting for an explanation.

"So?" You say with your hands on your hips. "Why's that?"

"Are you serious right now?" Warren cups your face in his hands. "You're the hottest girl alive, fucking hell!"

You roll your eyes and shake your head, he pulls you closer to him.

"I mean it, is there something you can't do?" He looked at you with enormous admiration, he loved you so much.

"You overestimate me way too much, you know?" You smile at him.

"I'll make sure you know how perfect you are." he whispers, kissing her neck. Your hands go to his hair stroking the curls.

"Oh yeah? And how do you plan on doing that?" You question, still feeling the man's kisses on your skin.

"We're going home!" Warren wanted to get you closer, and he sure as hell couldn't do that in the record company's studio room.

"We have to finish this." You laugh, looking in his eyes.

"Fuck this, you've played amazing we can keep your version." He looked at you with tenderness in his eyes.

"I'm not keeping my version handsome." You say, playing with his hair. "That's your band, and besides my place is right here." You say pointing to the studio booth.

"In fact, your place is in my bed." He says making you laugh.

"Can't you think about another thing?" You say when you finally take your breath. "We have to work."

"Hermosa, are you serious?" He looked indignant, and you waited for him to finish his thought. "I just saw my girl, the woman of my life playing my drums… that's literally the sexiest thing you've done!"

He grabs you by the waist and spreads kisses on your face, and you couldn't resist that boy anyway so you went home with him.

Y/N L/N: Yes, we lost a day of recording but... It was worth it.

Warren Rojas: *laughing* For sure it was worth it.

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ch3rrysuck3r · 7 months

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i need him in a way that sets feminism back a few centuries

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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Headcanon of having Warren Rojas as your husband

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

Requested by anon: Hi! I saw you wrote headcannons about eddie, could you write about Warren as a husband? Greetings from 🇲🇽

Warnings: mentions and sexual connotations

Word count: 3.0k

🥁 Warren's masterlist

a/n: How much I loved writing this is not written. Let me know if you want headcanons of Warren becoming a first-time father and the pregnancy process as well. Good reading :)

• I have a cool headcanon to explore here, so here we go: you and Warren met after the end of 'Daisy Jones and the six', while he was working as a studio drummer you ended up meeting on the recording of one of your albums.

• You were a huge fan of the band and when you found out that he was going to be your drummer for this album you freaked out. You found out that Warren was a much more amazing person than you thought, and it didn't take long for you to grow closer.

• Warren loved what he did, going into the studio playing the drums and making music was, and he thought it would always be, his greatest passion. Until he met you, when he met you it was a watershed moment where he fell completely in love, and then he knew that his biggest passion would be you, the person who had his heart.

• Of course, it wasn't at first that this relationship between you was established. For some reason with you Rojas couldn't be as loose as he always was with whoever he was interested in, it was as if things were different with you... As if he knew that this time he had to make it work. He didn't want to take any chances of missing out on this opportunity.

• Warren didn't have to make any effort to win your heart, he was the most adorable person you've ever met and soon you surrendered to the drummer's charms. A few months into recording your album you started going out, and soon after officially dating.

• You could say with all the words that your marriage proposal was the most unusual in history, your husband has always been the most surprising person in your point of view and logically he wouldn't do otherwise when he asked you to marry him.

As the sun set on the horizon and the weak rays of sunlight warmed your skin slightly, Warren Rojas was waiting for you in the car while he took a nap there. You've been living together for a few months now and with that usually leave Sound City together, but that day you were asked to re-record some vocals and it took a while to get released, and Warren refused to leave without you, so he waited.

"Hey there sexy drummer." You whisper in his ear as you get in the car. Rojas gets scared and wakes up from his nap, smiling when he sees you there.

"My better half!" Rojas exclaims still with a weak voice from the recent sleep, approaching and placing a peck on your lips.

"So, what are we up to?" You ask putting on your seat belt.

“Uh, let's run by the store to pick up those cookies you were craving last night," Warren said as he started the car engine and pulled out of the parking lot. "Then we could head to the church and get married, and after that, we can go to the-" Warren was interrupted by you, laughing.

Containing the rapid beating of her heart was next to impossible, despite the likelihood that this was yet another one of your boyfriend's jokes.

"Good one there love, you almost got me." You say chuckling, trying to calm the butterflies dancing in your stomach with his words.

When you notice that you didn't get a response from the drummer you look directly at him only to notice him already watching you. The car was stopped at the light and he smiles at you with one hand on the steering wheel, he takes the other to the glove compartment and your brow immediately furrows, your heart races as you watch every little move of him.

"Honey, what are you doing?" You ask, and he only chuckles. "Wait, are you serious?"

"Dead serious," Warren said, his expression turning serious as well. "I love you more than anything, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Your heart raced as you looked into his eyes. He was serious. Your goofy facade fell away as you realized the depth of his love for you.

"And I have something for you," Warren said, reaching into the glove compartment and taking out a box. Your breath caught in your throat as he opened it, revealing a beautiful pair of rings. "Will you do me the honor?"

Your eyes filled with tears as you realized this was not a joke. "Hell yeah!" You said, pulling him close and kissing him deeply.

You got married that night.

• As you and Warren already lived together, your first night of marriage would be common until you scheduled a honeymoon later when you had more time, but of course the miraculous mind of Warren Rojas would not let that night be ordinary. He took you to his boat, the two of you strolled while exchanging conversation, he was always your confidant and that night you felt he was the one who would be yours forever.

As you lay wrapped up in a cozy blanket on the deck of the boat, Warren and you shared a contented silence. The sound of the waves gently lapping against the hull of the boat filled the air.

Warren turned to you with a playful glint in his eye. "So, Mrs. Rojas, does it feel different to have sex as my wife?"

You laughed, playfully smacking his arm. "Warren, that's not something you ask!"

"My bad my bad, I was just wondering." He shrugged and you burst out laughing. "But seriously now, how are you feeling?"

"I feel amazing." You said, kissing him and holding him closer. "I can't believe you're actually my husband." You chuckled and he smiled at you.

"Mi esposa..." Warren said to the wind. "That sounds so fucking amazing. I'm with the two things I love most in life, you and my boat.."

You laughed at the situation. "I'll tell your drums about this, huh."

Warren's eyes widen in mock horror. "Please don't tell her anything." He said, making you laugh even harder.

• Since you work with music, I imagine the house full of notes of your songs and Warren finding them around the house and always writing down notes on them like: "You nailed in this one, mi Cielo" "This one is about me, right mi amor?"

"I can't wait to hear you sing this one to me."

• Rojas loved to take care of you, when he bumps into you at the record company he always made sure to give you something to make sure you were taking care of yourself, eating well and drinking water.

• On a day of recording a new song you were nervous, it was a song about him the love of your life. You hadn't mentioned anything to him, it was a surprise but the fear of him not liking it haunted you and consequently you were very nervous:

As you stepped up to the microphone in the recording booth, your heart was pounding with nervous excitement. This was the first time you were going to sing a song you had written about Warren. You had kept it a secret from him, wanting to surprise him with your love and devotion.

The music started, and you closed your eyes, letting the melody take over. You sang the first verse, pouring all your feelings into the lyrics. You opened your eyes and saw Warren watching you from the other side of the sound booth, his eyes glued to you. You felt a pang of nervousness but kept singing.

As you sang the chorus, Warren's eyes filled with tears. He couldn't believe the beautiful words you were singing, all about him and your love for him. He had never felt so touched and moved in his life.

He couldn't hold back anymore and walked into the recording booth, tears streaming down his face. You turned to him, surprised to see him there, but your heart swelled with love at the sight of him.

He took you in his arms, holding you tightly as he kissed you with all the love and tenderness in his heart.

After the kiss, Warren pulls back and looks at you with tears still in his eyes.

"I don't have words, mi amor," he says softly. "That was so beautiful, I'm so fucking proud of you."

You smile at him, feeling relieved and overjoyed at his reaction. "I'm glad you liked it. I've been working on it for weeks now."

"Like it? I love it," he says, taking your hand in his. "And I love you more than anything, you know that?"

You nod, tears welling up in your own eyes. "I love you too, Warren. I'm so lucky to have you."

Warren kisses your hand and then brings it to his lips. "No, I'm the lucky one. My wife is a music star, and she writes songs about me. We're such an amazing couple, we could be written by one of those romance novel authors."

• Two Fridays a month after recording, was what you and Warren called "The get away", you would go home first and pack a small suitcase taking everything you needed for the weekend. You would go straight to your husband's boat, and spend the weekend traveling around, enjoying each other, having special dinners, watching movies together, making music, swimming, etc.

• Warren is a big fan of puzzles and riddles, and he loves to leave little clues around the house for you to find. Sometimes they lead to a surprise gift or a special date night.

• Once Warren planted a suspicious weed in your garden, that was the funniest fight you ever had:

One day, as you're walking through the garden, you catch a whiff of a strange smell. You sniff the air and turn to Warren, who's tending to a bed of flowers nearby.

"What's that smell?" you ask, furrowing your brow.

"What smell?" Warren replies innocently.

"That... weird, musky smell," you say, still sniffing.

Warren tries to hide a smirk. "Oh, that? It's just a little experiment I'm doing."

"Experiment?" you repeat, growing more curious by the second.

Warren nods, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Yeah, I'm trying to grow some... special herbs."

Your eyes widen as the realization hits you. "Warren, are you growing weed in our garden?"

He chuckles, his face breaking out into a grin. "Guilty as charged."

You cross your arms, feeling a little sulky. "Warren, that's not funny. What if someone finds out?"

"It's just for fun, babe," he reassures you, stepping closer and taking your hand. "I promise I'll keep it discreet. And hey, think of it this way - we'll have our own little stash for when we want to unwind together."

Despite your initial reservations, you can't help but laugh at Warren's enthusiasm. "You're such a dork," you say, shaking your head.

Warren grins, pulling you into a hug. "But I'm your dork, right?"

You roll your eyes, but you can't help but feel grateful for how Warren always knows how to make you smile, even in the most unexpected of ways.

• As I said before, Warren cares a lot about your well being and is always worried about you. So he often runs you a bubble bath with candles and your favorite bath products. While you soak, he will bring you a glass of wine and read you a book out loud.

• Warren is not good in the kitchen, but he loves to help you with it. He gets in the way more than he helps but you never have the courage to dismiss him, then you distract him with something more unnecessary from the recipe so that he feels that he is part of it and that he helps you.

• After a few years of marriage, Warren couldn't get out of his head the idea of having another little person in that house, he loved the thought of having a little kid walking around. But he still hadn't found the right time to bring it up with you.

Warren was lying beside you, both of you panting after reaching the peak of pleasure for the second time that night. You snuggle into Rojas's arms and he envelops you more in his embrace, placing kisses on the top of your head. You are silent for a few minutes, waiting for the ecstasy of your body to fade and enjoying each other's company.

"Hey cariño, I was wondering..." The drummer starts to say and you noticing the seriousness in his voice, you sit on the bed.

"What is my love?" You question, worried. "Warren?!" You say snapping your fingers in front of his face.

Warren chuckles and shakes his head. "Sorry, sorry, got lost in thought for a moment there." He sits up, propping himself up on his elbow. "Anyway, what I was thinking was...maybe we should start practicing for the big leagues."

You furrow your brow in confusion. "What big leagues?"

"The baby-making leagues!" Warren grins mischievously, waggling his eyebrows.

You can't help but laugh at his playfulness. "Oh, is that what you were thinking about?" You tease, holding his hands.

He nods, still grinning. "Yep, I think it's time we start trying for a little one. What do you say, mi amor?"

You smile, feeling warmth spreading through your chest. "I say...let's go for it." You smile slyly, sitting on his lap. He takes his hands to his waist and smiles at your pretense.

"Dios mio." He says through his sigh, tightening his grip on your waist. "I love you so much woman."

• One day you woke up feeling sick, some clear flu symptoms. You tried to explain this to Rojas but he didn't leave your side, paying attention to every move you did so that he could help in everything:

"You're scaring me, mi amor," Warren says softly, his voice laced with concern. "I hate seeing you like this. I just want you to get better, okay?"

You manage to give him a small smile. "I'll be fine, babe. It's just a flu, nothing to worry about."

"I know, but I can't help it," he replies, brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "I need you to be well so we can continue our plan and make our baby."

You can't help but feel your heart flutter at his words. The two of you had been talking about starting a family for a while now, and the idea of having a baby with Warren fills you with joy.

"I'll do my best to get better soon, I promise," you say, reaching out to take his hand in yours. "Thank you for taking care of me."

"Always, mi amor," Warren says, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I love you."

• Ever since you guys started trying to have a baby, Warren has paid more attention to every little baby thing out there.And watching every detail of what you did, so you wouldn't take any "risks", he was almost paranoid:

One day, you were in the kitchen cooking dinner when Warren burst in, his eyes wide with panic.

"Stop, stop, stop!" he yelled, rushing over to you and grabbing the knife out of your hand. "You can't be doing that!"

You looked at him in confusion. "What? Cooking dinner?"

Warren nodded frantically. "Yes! The fumes from the cooking can affect your eggs and hurt our chances of conceiving!"

You couldn't help but smile at his over-the-top reaction. "Warren, I'm pretty sure cooking dinner isn't going to ruin our chances of having a baby."

But as you continued to cook, you noticed Warren constantly hovering around you, watching your every move. It was endearing at first, but then it started to feel suffocating. You began to feel the pressure of trying to conceive weighing down on you, and you couldn't help but feel like you were doing something wrong.

Later that night, you finally opened up to Warren about how you were feeling.

"I know you're excited about trying to have a baby, and I am too," you began, "But sometimes it feels like you're smothering me with all the attention and scrutiny. It's like every little thing I do is being watched and judged, and it's starting to feel like a lot of pressure."

As Warren listens to your words, he feels a weight lifted off his shoulders. He realizes that he's been so caught up in the idea of having a baby that he hasn't stopped to consider how you might be feeling. He pulls you close, wrapping his arms around you.

"Oh, cariño, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel that way," he said, pulling you into a tight hug. "I'm just so excited about the idea of starting a family with you. But I don't want to push you too hard. Let's take a step back and just enjoy each other's company for a while. We'll make a baby when the time is right."

"I love you so much," you say, planting a kiss on his lips. "And I want to do this with you, but I want us to enjoy it. I don't want to feel like we're just ticking off boxes on a list."

Warren nods, feeling grateful for your words. "I understand. I'm sorry for being so overwhelming. I just want everything to be perfect for us and our future baby."

You smile at him, brushing your fingers through his hair. "I know you do. And I appreciate that. But we don't have to do everything by the book. Let's just have fun and enjoy each other."

Warren feels his heart swell with love for you. He knows that he can be a bit much sometimes, but you always know how to bring him back down to earth. He leans in for another kiss, feeling thankful for the amazing woman he's lucky enough to call his partner.

• And just as promised the rest of the attempts were natural and unforgettable, Warren was always very helpful and considered everything you felt. But nothing and no one could have predicted the happiness in Warren's eyes when you told him you were pregnant, but that's a story for other headcanons :)

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Hi, I hope you enjoyed it... If you wanted to ask for something my requests are open, and if you want to ask and don't have any ideas check out my prompt list :) xoxo

#literally in love #daisy jones and the six #warren rojas #warren rojas x reader #warren rhodes x reader #warren rhodes #djats #djats x reader #warren rojas imagine #sebastian chacon

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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omg, hi guyssss🤭

so.....is it a bad thing to say in tumblr —out of all places— that I'd never watched twilight. UNTIL, i decided to

i literally finished the whole thing so quickly and became utterly obsessed with it.

sooooooo, if u guys wanna request things about JASPER MF HALE, and jasper only....I'm down🤭🤭

idk, I'm just thirsty for that man. sorry not sorry if I'm living the teenage years of 2010 i never got to live. xxxxx

ANYWAYS request link is in my bio ;)))))

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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pls GOD more eddie roundtree I am starved

Hi babes, just wanted to let you know I answered your ask alongside another one. It's the post before this one. Hope u enjoy, xxxx.

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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more eddie smut pls and make it spicy. do wtv you want go wild idc 😩🤭

u guys, bear with me, this is me trying something new. hope u enjoy!!!!!

Warnings: ....smut

NSFW alphabet

A- aftercare (what they're like after sex) :

•You guys... this man is the sleepiest after sex.

•He gets clingy, cuddly and all in between.

•If things weren't too messy, he'll just pull you into his embrace and you both will fall asleep to each other's heart beat.

•Now if it was intense... he'll make sure you're okay. Run you a bath, get food and water for you, help you clean yourself up. A gentleman.

B- body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's):

•He loves you whole tbh

•BUT if he had to pick one thing it would be your thighs.

•why, you wonder? they're just multifunctional. he loves biting them, he loves kissing them, he loves laying on them, he loves seeing them wrapped around his head.

•The man can't get enough.

•Now, his favorite body part would have to be his arms

•He doesn't really know why, but you seem to love them so he does, too.

C- cum (anything to do with cum, basically....cause we nasty):

•He's a responsible man

•That being said, he'd probably pull out most of the times.

•He LOVES, and i mean *goes absolutely feral* type of love, seeing his cum all over your stomach.

D- dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

•This man LOVES the risk and thrill

•...That being said, he would love to fuck you publicly, just so everyone could see who you belonged to.

•He is a tad possessive and jealous, what can I say?

•BUT, considering the above he also would never like anyone to see his girl like that, that state of yours is reserved for himself only.

E- experience (how experienced are they? do they now what they're doing?)

•This is a rockstar we're talking about...c'mon

•He has had his one night stands with several groupies, obviously.

•But it is different with you.

•Groupies were just sex, you aren't just sex. He loves you and he intends on demonstrating it in every way.

•So he does know his way around sex, but he is still learning how to put love into it. And you're more than happy to help.

F- favorite position (this goes without saying):

•He needs to see your face, 100%.

•Kinda basic, but missionary. Again, he loves seeing your face react to his dick reaching far inside you.

•Also, I feel he'd love fucking you in front of a mirror, because he is a little ass that would love for you to watch how your body reacts to him.

G- goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or more humorous?):

•I don't see him as the type to laugh or crack jokes in the middle of sex.

•He is pretty focused on you all the time, so anything funny or embarrassing that might happen will totally be drowned by his intoxication purely on the moment.

•He does enjoy teasing you, tho. I feel he'd laugh out of amusement to you, only.

•Not in a making fun of you manner, ofc. But in a cocky manner, because he is a cocky person, let's accept it.

H- hair (how well groomed are they?):

•He has always trimmed it, and he always will.

•It bothers him, and he's sure it makes your experience a hundred time better as it is, so he never let's it get too long.

I- intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspects...):

•Like I mentioned before, he loves to show his love for you through everything. Including sex.

•It doesn't matter how or where it is, he likes to make sure you feel good and loved.

J- jack off (masturbation headcanon):

•He doesn't feels like he needs it. He used to do it more often before you guys got together, but now you are more than enough.

•He might do it once in a while if you two are apart.

•OR sometimes you will be living life around the house and he'll just get horny out of nowhere because he loves you that much, and then he'll be embarrassed to admit it or just knows that you're not in the mood, so he'll sort himself out.

K- kink (one or more of their kinks):

•He absolutely adores and need praising in your sex life. Both giving and receiving.

•Again, he loves teasing the shit out of you, specially when you're having a shy day.

•Leaves marks all over your body just so everyone knows who you belong to.

•AND (he's yet to bring this one up) but he would love to see you tied to his bed. He is scared he'll freak you out, so he just keeps this one to himself.

L- location (favorite places to do it):

•The bed, cause he's s basic king.

•But he's up to fucking you anywhere, tbh

•The bus tour, backstage, against a random wall, the studio, a random party's bathroom, etc.

M- motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

•Again, you could be doing literally anything around anywhere and he will get horny all of the sudden.

��You are just to perfect for him not to.

•He does love to see you cheer for him like a fan during the shows. He is kinda narcissistic and loves to see you scream his name alongside the fangirls in the crowd.

•He also gets turned on whenever you show him how bad you want him. When you get needy and whiny for his attention, that just does it for him.

N- NO (something they wouldn't do, turn offs):

•Sharing. He would never. He is only yours and you are only his, and sharing your or his body wouldn't feel right.

•Hurting you. Even tho he can get a little kinky and aggressive when pushed enough, he will stop everything if your face or body show any signs of discomfort. Doesn't matter if you reassure you're fine, he isn't having it. It just doesn't work for him, and it is not something he would ever feel comfortable doing.

O- oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

•Honestly? No preference.

•He loves to see you in front of him, on your needs, ready to take him in. The way your moans come out muffled because his cock is stuffing your mouth, or how you are so eager to satisfy him.

•But, he also loves to feels your thighs squeezing against his head out of pure pleasure. His name falling from your lips and your hand grabbing his hair only to push him deeper inside you.

P- pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?):

•Really depends on the mood.

•If tou two have been teasing each other all night, he'll make sure to satisfy quickly and several times. Doesn't even let you have a rest before he's attacking your sore pussy again and again.

•Now, if he's been missing you or just wants to feel you, he will take his time. He makes sure you feel loved and satisfied, caring for every inch of your body.

Q- quickie (their opinion on quickies rather than sex, how often, etc.):

•Lowkey loves them.

•He knows neither of you have a lot of proper time very often, so he'll take any opportunity with you.

R- risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.):

•He's willing to try out anything you want.

•Unless it involves anything painful for any of you two, because he doesn't feel okay with that.

S- stamina (how many round can they go for, how long do they last):

•He either goes many rounds, short duration;

•or two looooooong rounds.

•Depends on the mood.

T- toy (do they own any? do they use them?):

•(Did they even had toys back then? idk)

•Anyways, he doesn't own any, he doesn't use any. It's probably something he wouldn't think of using, ever.

•He just feels better when it's him that makes you cum over and over again.

U- unfair (how much do they like to tease):

•He ADORES good teasing sex.

•Lives to see you underneath him, all flustered and begging for him to give you something, anything.

•Knows exactly what and how to tease you, he has mastered this art.

V- volume (how loud are they? what sounds they make?):

•The man is moaning and grunting like his life depended on it.

•He is not afraid of being loud. Like, at all.

W- wild card (random headcanon for the character):

•He loves seeing you undress for him. Don't get me wrong, he likes taking your clothes off your body...

•but there is just something about you stripping naked in front of him, about not having to do anything but watch you.

X- x-ray (let's see what's going on inside those pants, pictures or words):

•Thicker than he is longer, good 7 inches.

Y- yearning (how high is their sex drive?):

•He is ALWAYS down to fuck. Or make love, whatever you want.

•It is always somewhere in his mind, the man is obsessed with you and every inch of your body.

Z- zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

•Doesn't take long at all. He can be gone after 10 minutes, easily.

•Still, he waits for you to he asleep first, only wanting you to be comfortable and resting before he sleeps himself.

#daisy jones and the six #djats #djats x reader #warren rhodes #warren rojas #billy dunne #daisy jones #eddie roundtree #camila alvarez #camila dunne #karen sirko #graham dunne #eddie roundtree x y/n #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie roundtree smut #daisy jones and the six x reader

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Here for you

Fezco had know Y/N since the first grade. They never used to talk, unless they sat next to each other in class, and then they would only talk about school and assignments. Eventually, they grew up and Fez stopped attending school. She thought about reaching out to see if he was okay, but decided against it when she realized that: 1- she did not had any way of contacting him; and 2- it was, quite frankly, none of her business. So that was that, for a while. Until she became best friends with Lexi, who sometimes hanged out with Cassie and her friends. And they knew Fez, so, consequently, her and Lex also did. He recognized Y/N immediately and even went up to hug her. They started hanging out a lot and eventually started dating, which was a surprise to all of us. They were complete fucking opposites who somehow complimented each other. I had seen her around his house sometimes and she was one of the nicest people I'd ever met, and treated me like we'd known each other for ages despite not having had an actual conversation.

Fez and I lay resting on his bed after a long morning of doing absolutely nothing. A blunt hangs from his lips, the smoke creating a bubble around us. My arms are wrapped around his torso and our legs intertwine, yearning for proximity.

As I'm about to kiss him, loud knocks coming from downstairs startle us both. We look at each other worryingly, and I grow afraid that Mouse is popping by for a surprise visit.

He seems to notice my fear, because he sprints out the room before I can even get up. I do so, reluctantly, and follow his path downstairs.

"C'mon man, don't be a dick." I hear a familiar voice coming from outside.

"Rue?" They both turn to look at me standing at the bottom of the stairs. Fez offers me his hand and pulls me closer to him.

"Nah, I'm serious...you can't come in."

"Look man, all I- all I need is just like, a few OC's"

"Sorry, I can't help-"

"Fez, I've had a fucked up day. This is all I'm asking, okay? I just need you to open the door for me, okay?"

"Nah, man..." He nervously runs his hands through his buzz, trying not to glance at her.

"Just open the door, man." Her palms push the metal door, making the sound echo all throughout the house. "Just open the fucking door. C'mon, tell him, Y/N."

She hopefully looks at me, and I look down, gulping.

"I'm sorry, Rue."

"Nah, you both gon' do me like that? Fuck you, man."

"I'm not gon' help you kill yourself, man. I'm sorry, but you can't be comin' here no more."

He starts closing the door and Rue pushes herself against it, in a worthless attempt to break it down.

"Fez, I'm begging you just to open the door." Her fist meets the metal, again. "You're full of shit, man."

Fez's forehead rests on my shoulder, my hand soothingly rubs against his back, trying to comfort him somehow.

"You know you make your living off of selling drugs to teenagers. And know, all of the sudden you wanna have a fucking moral high ground? You're a fucking dropped out drug dealer, you know that?"

I stand on my tip toes and wrap my arms around his neck. His' hug me by the waist, pulling me closer.

"You're a fucking dropped out drug dealer with seven functioning fucking brain cells. Open the door!"

Her scream makes me jump and I feel Fez's breath hitching against my neck.

"Open the door!"

"I can't do it, I-"

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!" Rue's voice breaks and my heart clenches.

I hear sobbing before she speaks again. "You did this to me, Fez. You fucking ruined my life so the least you could do is open the goddamn door and fiz it!"

"C'mon, let's go." I tug his hand, leading him back upstairs.

"If you don't open this door right now, I swear to- I swear to God, I will fucking hate you 'till the day I die."

"I'm sorry." He says from halfway up the stairs and she seems to hear because she high-pitchedly screams.

I make him lay on top of me once we reach the bed. His head lays on my chest and my fingers run through his head.

"It's okay, she didn't mean it."

"I know." He says, but I hear him breathe out in relief anyways.

"I love you."

"I love you, too. Thank you for everything."

I smile and kiss his forehead, drifting into relaxation.

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A few days have gone by since the encounter with Rue and Fez dragged me to a Halloween party he wanted to try and sell stuff in.

I had been invited, but didn't plan on coming. However, Lexi had also insisted she wanted someone to be with. Which was a total lie because we'd arrived less than half an hour ago and she'd already disappeared from my side.

Fez and I are sitting on a couch outside, and he is just finishing a deal when I see Rue walking towards us.

"Hey, babe." I motion my head to her direction and Fez's eyes follow.

We watch as she sits down on the other side of the sofa. I start getting up from Fezco's lap but Rue is quick to talk.

"You can stay." She offers me nod and I smile at her.

"It's fine, I think you two should talk." I turn towards Fez.

"I'm going to go find Lex, look for me when you're done." I give him a wink and he sweetly smiles, eyes twinkling.

I start walking away, but decide to stop in front of Rue.

"You look amazing, Rue Rue." She looks up at me and smiles, seemingly still embarrassed after our interaction. Still, I reassure her by gently grabbing her head and placing a kiss against her temple.

As I make my way back to the house, I hear Rue's voice talking to Fezco.

"She's an angel."

"Yeah...she is."

#euphoria #euphoria x reader #fezco #fez #fezco x reader #fez x reader #rue bennett #lexi howard #cassie howard #rue bennet x reader #lexi howard x reader #euphoria x you #euphoria x fem!reader #euphoria x y/n #fez x y/n #fezco x y/n #fezco x you

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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I've been hella sick this week and it got me thinking about how warren would be a total sweetheart if you were ill, looking after you and giving you so much love 😭 could you pretty please write something like that? <3

why hello.....i have a feeling I might be late. I hope you're already doing better! really sorry, i have been busy studying all week💓💓 this is kinda short also, sorry😶💓

Warnings: talks about throwing up!!! nothing explicit tho:)

Let me take care of you

"You just threw up again, I'm not going to the studio today." Warren mentions as I wash my mouth for the third time since we woke up.

"You have to, Billy might kill you if you don't."

"I don't care. All i want is to lay in bed with my beautiful girlfriend." I glare at him with my baggy eyes, hair up in a matted bun. He just smiles.

I limp a few steps to where he is standing, and sort of let myself fall into his arms. My head rests on his bare chest, and my arms support my loose body. His hands meet my hips and draw circles against them, the action being enough to make me feel a bit better.

With ease, he leads my body back to bed, plopping his' closely besides me. His strong arms hug my torso and his lips meet my burning forehead.

"Are you feeling better about the fever after the medicine?" He asks looking down at me.

"I am, thanks." I smile, thankful for him and everything he is doing right now.

"Stop staring and go back to sleep. The world has nothing for you to do at this hour."

I beam and bury my head against him. His grip tightens against me and he presses a sweet peck to my temple.

"I love you."

"Love you the most, sweet thing."

#daisy jones and the six #djats #djats x reader #warren rhodes #warren rojas #billy dunne #daisy jones #eddie roundtree #warren rojas x reader #warren rhodes x reader #camilla dunne #karen sirko #camilla alvarez #graham dunne

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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mds, seu ícone, vc repostou meu post😭😭

amo suas fics, bj

hi lovely!!! love your blog!! I'd like to request anything with warren, I love that man 😭

omg tysm what the hell 🫠 ofc darling, here it is!! ALSO who doesn't love that man tbh😭?????

(totally unrelated btw but i hope u can tell by this that i always think about morning breath whenever characters kiss in the mornings after they've just woken up. but u guys don't think about it, okay? just enjoy the one shot and let me be crazy by myself)

Sweet nothings

The chill autumn wind blows through the open blinds, making me lean closer towards the warm body resting besides me. My eyes remain shut, and I take a deep breath in before speaking.

"It's creepy to watch people sleep, you know"

Warren chuckles, making me open my eyes and look at him. I smile.

"Good morning."

"Mornin' sweet thing."

He wastes no time on pressing his lips to mine, totally ignoring the fact that morning breath is a thing. His hand rests on my waist and he pushes himself on top of me.

His curls fall on my face, making me giggle as Warren keeps kissing me lovingly.

He abruptly stops and stares at me. I can feel his eyes travel all around my body, still supporting his weight with his arms on each side of me.

Looking up at my eyes, he confesses: "Te amo"

I smile, knowing he knows I love when we speak our native languages around each other.

"Yo también te amo. Mucho."

He drops himself on top of me, and I can feel his happy giggle against my bare shoulder. He kisses the spot a few times before inching closer to my ear.

"Te quiero tanto, tanto. No puedo esperar a que pasemos el resto de nuestras vidas juntos."

He presses a sweet kiss to my helix.

"A casarme contigo..."

On the back of my ear.

"A que tengamos un mini nuestro corriendo por la casa..."

Down my neck.

His hands rub my waist and tummy and I can only stare at him in awe.

"I also can't wait to experience all of that with you."

He pouts. "No, bring the spanish back. You know I love the argentinian accent."

I smile and I kiss him.

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hi lovely!!! love your blog!! I'd like to request anything with warren, I love that man 😭

omg tysm what the hell 🫠 ofc darling, here it is!! ALSO who doesn't love that man tbh😭?????

Sweet nothings

The chill autumn wind blows through the open blinds, making me lean closer towards the warm body resting besides me. My eyes remain shut, and I take a deep breath in before speaking.

"It's creepy to watch people sleep, you know"

Warren chuckles, making me open my eyes and look at him. I smile.

"Good morning."

"Mornin' sweet thing."

He wastes no time on pressing his lips to mine, totally ignoring the fact that morning breath is a thing. His hand rests on my waist and he pushes himself on top of me.

His curls fall on my face, making me giggle as Warren keeps kissing me lovingly.

He abruptly stops and stares at me. I can feel his eyes travel all around my body, still supporting his weight with his arms on each side of me.

Looking up at my eyes, he confesses: "Te amo"

I smile, knowing he knows I love when we speak our native languages around each other.

"Yo también te amo. Mucho."

He drops himself on top of me, and I can feel his happy giggle against my bare shoulder. He kisses the spot a few times before inching closer to my ear.

"Te quiero tanto, tanto. No puedo esperar a que pasemos el resto de nuestras vidas juntos."

He presses a sweet kiss to my helix.

"A casarme contigo..."

On the back of my ear.

"A que tengamos un mini nuestro corriendo por la casa..."

Down my neck.

His hands rub my waist and tummy and I can only stare at him in awe.

"I also can't wait to experience all of that with you."

He pouts. "No, bring the spanish back. You know I love the argentinian accent."

I smile and I kiss him.

#daisy jones and the six #djats #djats x reader #warren rhodes #warren rhodes x reader #warren rojas #camilla dunne #camila alvarez #billy dunne #graham dunne #eddie roundtree #karen sirko #daisy jones and the six x reader #daisy jones #warren rojas x reader

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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can you write an Eddie Roundtree smut?

hi, darling!! just wanted to let you know that I answered ur request alongside another cause I needed a plot!! hope u enjoy ❤️❤️❤️

(it's the one before this post, btw 😚💖)

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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hi! i would love a smut about eddie from daisy jones & the six! maybe something where the two are friends with benefits or hooking up in secret on tour and almost get caught by some of the other band members. i can just imagine eddie’s hand over the readers mouth while they’re still fucking to be quiet. like in his or the readers dressing room before stage call or something. i just know eddie is super dirty and good in bed.

why, hello darlings. i LOVE this. hope u don't mind i mixed two requests, i just needed some plot!! (BTW YES HE IS WTF??? FERAL FOR THIS MAN)

anyways..., enjoyy

Not a sound

Eddie pulls me towards a unidentifiable dark room while the band is on break and they're all distracted with each other.

He is quick to start unbuttoning his and my pants as I undo the knot on my shirt and throw it blindly. When our clothes are out of the equations, he kisses me hungrily. My head hits a wall, but his hand that holds me by the roots of my hair softens the impact.

"Jump." I oblige and he easily holds me with one arm only. His fingers move my panties aside swiftly and I hungrily moan at the mere contact they have with my core.

He doesn't let this pass by and smirks, pressing his thumb against my clit and moving it slow and steady, making sure to tease me in the process.

"Please, Eddie..."

"Easy, darling. I'm gonna give you all you want, but I need you to be quiet for me, yes?" His fingers have gone from teasing me to fucking me leisurely. I only know how to nod relentlessly, too dumbfounded to form words.

He hasn't even fucked me yet.

Quick to satisfy us both, he lines himself and slams into me, ripping a needy moan out of both our throats. He wastes no time, his pace filled with desire and impatience.

My back keeps slamming against what I assume is a metal shelf and his arms keep my thighs apart. The only sound that can be heard is our bodies slapping against each other's and the sloppy kisses we exchange.

"Eddie, I'm-" A loud knock to the door interrupts me and makes us both look at each other.

"I swear to God, Gary, you better not be screwing Shelley again." Teddy's muffled voice says from behind the door.

You'd think Eddie might've stopped by now, but he hasn't. His thrusts are still steady and would make me cum if it weren't for the fact that he slowed down so our bodies wouldn't make a sound.

His cock hits a sweet spot and my mouth threatens to release a loud whimper, but it's stopped by Eddie's palm resting against my mouth.

His head drops to my shoulder and I can feel him laugh against my skin, still fucking me like it was nothing.

"'Know what? If you little piece of shit don't show your ass in the studio in the next 5 minutes you can say goodbye to your job and Shelley" We hear his steps fade in the distance and I finally release a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Eddie and I look at each other and laugh. I can't see him but I know his cheeks are rosy and that there is strand of hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. He cups my cheeks and kisses me.

"Right, where were we..."

"Ah- fuck!"

#daisy jones and the six #djats #djats x reader #warren rhodes #warren rojas #daisy jones #camilla dunne #billy dunne #graham dunne #karen sirko #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie roundtree #daisy jones and the six x reader #eddie roundtree x y/n

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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need more eddie roundtree fics on this website i’ll take anything from light smut to tooth-rotting fluff but please

OF COURSE DARLING!! your wishes r my commands. I've got a few requests for him, as soon as I get those out there's Eddie content for u guys!!

FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF cause my man is not happy enough tbh. (Don't worry tho, i have some smut requests i hope I get out this week!!)

ALSO, lets pretend Cami and Eddie never slept together, for the sake of their happiness. Eddie's hate for Billy simply comes from feeling like a second class citizen in a first class resort, like in the book!

Forever here, with you

Y/N Roundtree: Look, I love you. But I hated Billy. I say 'hated' because I haven't seen him in years, but, he was a proper asshole. I hope he's honest about that. You have no idea how many times I've had to keep Eddie from killing him.

Eddie Roundtree: He would be dead, probably, if it wasn't by Y/N. I think she might've been the one think that kept me grounded during the band. That kept it going for me. (Pause) Actually, no, I don't think. I know.

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The band is playing in Las Vegas, for a sold out venue. It's one of their first shows for the tour, but so far, it's been going great.

The River is coming to an end, which means also is the show. As the final note plays, Billy is quick to thank the fans and leave stage, everyone following behind.

I start making my way to the back, where I'll be taken backstage. I finally reach the band once I'm out of the ocean of sweaty bodies and past security. As I make my way towards Eddie, I see Billy saying something to him and storming off. I can see Eddie's face from here, and he doesn't seem to be very happy. He is not angry, either, as he usually is after arguments with Billy.

"Hey!" I greet once I reach him, and his face lights up a little.

"Hey, gorgeous." His arms lift me up and spin me around, hugging me as tight as they can.

"Everything alright, Ed?"

He sighs deeply and rubs my arm. "Let's go back to the hotel, please?"

"Of course."

The hotel isn't that far away and the band was probably going to hang out backstage for a few more hours, so we decided to walk. It is a starry Tuesday night and the streets are not as busy. The shiny signs are enough to light the sidewalks. It's a silent walk. I know he's got things to say but I also know that any problem between him and Billy is too bad to talk about in public.

It doesn't take long to reach the Las Vegas Hilton, the receptionist greets us and I offer him a small smile. Eddie and I go into the elevator, hand in hand, and soon reach the comfort of our room.

I lay in bed and he needily cradles my body and sets himself on top of it, wrapping me in a bear hug. I run my fingers through his sweaty hair, feeling his chest rise and fall steadily.

"He didn't let me change some notes on the bass"

I sadden at the thought, knowing how sad this type of thing actually makes him feel. I try my best to comfort him with my actions as I think about something to say.

"He is an idiot."

He laughs against my neck and I smile a little.

"Okay, but actually; I know he gets to you and you have every reason to be as mad as you are. But you love the band, Eddie. And they need you. I am here for you, whenever and forever, you know that."

"I love you." He rasps onto my ear, lifting his head and pecking my lips. He holds both my arms against the headboard with a hand and keeps filling my face with quick kisses. I laugh andbfeel his lips against my teeth.

He abruptly stops and looks at me, in all seriousness.

"Marry me?"

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Y/N: "What?!" (Laughs) I didn't know if he was being serious or not.

Eddie: Of course I was being serious. I knew I wanted to marry that woman the day I met her. I just had to wait for long enough to not seem a weirdo.

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"Marry me?" He repeats the question with a laugh. My eyes water and I hug him. "Is that a 'yes'?"

"Of course it is a 'yes'."

"Great, let's go."

"Right now?!" He shoots me his million dollar smile.

"Of course right now, I can't wait to marry you."

I blush at the comment and make my way towards my suitcase, busting it open to look for something that may work like wedding attire.

"You do that, I'll go call Warren."

"Can you ring up Karen and Daisy for me, please?"

"Of course darling." He walks behind my body that seats on the floor. His hand grabs my neck, turning upwards my head and leaning down to give my lips a quick peck before leaving the room to look for a telephone booth.

I decide to wear a silver, long-sleeved dress. It's transparent enough you can see the outline of what's underneath, but I doubt it will matter. It reaches mid-thigh and is loose on my shoulders. I keep on the black boots I'm wearing and apply a bit of gloss to my lips. I see Eddie come back into the room in a forest green suit, no shirt underneath.

We both admire each other quietly. He clears his throat, eyes not leaving my body. I don't intend to peel mine off of his either.

"Warren was in his room, he let me borrow this so he's walking with us. Daisy and Karen are on their way to the chapel right now, they are taking Graham with them."

I thank him with a quick smile and kiss.

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Warren Rojas: I don't remember much of that wedding, either. I know it didn't take us long to arrive to the chapel, tho. It was one of those classic ones in Las Vegas.

Karen Sirko: It was a beautiful chapel, very traditionally Vegas.

Graham Dunne: I remember Elvis Presley married them. (Laughs) Not actually him, you know. He'd pass a little less than a year before...great man.

Daisy Jones: I...don't remember much. (Laughs) I spent most of after the shows getting high and drunk. But I do remember that, once they said 'I do', Eddie picked her up in his arms and ran to the hotel, that was a few buildings down the street. We all ran behind them, screaming and popping champagne.

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"Eddie Roundtree, do you take Y/N L/N to be your unlawfully wedded wife? To love, cherish and respect 'till the end?"

He grins at me and I do the same. "I do."

"Y/N L/N, so you take Eddie Roundtree to be your unlawfully wedded husband? To love, cherish and respect 'till the end?"

"I do."

"Then by the power given to me five minutes ago by this cheap chapel, I pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Roundtree. You may kiss the bride; I've got to attend another one of this."

We laugh and then kiss, cheers erupt from our drunk friends that stand besides us.

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Billy Dunne: No, I was not invited to the wedding. I also couldn't care less, honestly. I always knew Eddie had something against me, I just payed no mind. I never had anything against him, I always tried to make him happy.

Eddie: We did actually get married, by the way. After the band split up an everything.

Y/N: It was the best day of my life. After the day our daughter was born, of course. But that's a story for another time.

#daisy jones and the six #djats #djats x reader #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie x reader #warren rhodes #warren rojas #daisy jones #karen sirko #graham dunne #billy dunne #camila alvarez

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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hiiii. i saw you write for lucifer (netflix) and i was wondering if you could write some lucifer x reader angst. like something where maybe reader is one of chloe's collegues and lucifer takes great interest in her but she thinks he hates her because he tries not to show his interest. something like she ends up getting taken as a hostage on a bust when they had to split up and lucifer like gets her and they have the whole "i thought you hate me" "oh darling, i could never hate you" thing? i hope this isnt too picky.. thank you so much!! 🧃

III LOVE YOUU. thanks for requesting for my unproblematic devil, i love this!!! not too picky at all darling, let your mind flow!!! here u got 💌

(I changed it only a teeny tiny bit, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless. I also made Y/N the forensic scientist, sorry Ella, ily!!!!!)

Not what it seems

"So, what have you got, Y/N?" Chloe says as her and Lucifer walk into the lab.

"Not much," I glare at Lucifer, who's messing with the evidence, and he stops. "there are traces of cocaine on the victim's jacket, tho."

"Well, someone liked sniffing around." Chloe and I both ignore the joke.

"Yet, he had none in his system. And no history with drugs, either."

"Right, so, maybe someone who messes with them is guilty." Chloe nods at his observation and starts walking away.

"I'm going to look more into it, see if I find people in that business that were connected to him." She exits, closing the door behind her.

I go back to work, until I notice Lucifer lingering over me as I go over evidence for the fifth time today.

I turn to look at him. "Everything alright, Lucifer?"

"Me? Of course."

"... Alright then. I'm going back to the crime scene, see if I find anything else."

As I start to walk towards the door, his hand catches my wrist, making me turn to him.

"Yes?"

"Um, I...just be careful, alright?"

I don't know what to say, instead, I just furrow my brows and part my mouth.

"It's just, the detective wouldn't like anything to happen to you."

I nod, now understanding what this is actually about.

"...Right. Yeah, I'll be okay."

I release myself from his grip and make my way towards my car.

After a short drive I arrive to the victim's house, seeing the yellow tape wrapped around the area. I leave the vehicle and start walking to the entryway when I feel a pair of gloved hands hold a cloth against my nose.

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My head feels light and my mouth dry as I slowly peel my eyes. There is no light and I have no idea for how much time I've been out.

"You shouldn't have gone back."

I try to search for the source of the voice, but I can't see anything and I can't tell wether it's the darkness or the state of dizziness I'm in.

"What do you want with me?" My voice is hoarse and barely hearable, but I receive an answer anyways.

"With you? I want nothing with you. I just wish you hadn't been so curious, then I wouldn't have to do with you what I have to do now."

Just as I see a masked figure walking towards me from the dark, I hear two gunshots. The man walks away to look for the source of them, and then I hear Chloe's voice.

"You get Y/N and I'll get the killer." She shouts to another person, which I'm assuming is Dan.

I remain seated with my legs tied to the chair and my arms behind my back. I hear running steps, and once I see their owner, I can't help but feel a little safer.

"Y/N!" He releases a breath I didn't know he was holding, and, by the look on his face, I assume he didn't know either.

His loolk lingers on my face for a second too much, but he is quick to start untying me. Once I'm free, he helps me up to my feet.

His hug catches me by surprise. "Are you okay?"

"I-im fine." I find myself leaning against his touch and releasing tension I also didn't know I was holding in.

"Lucifer, did you find her?" We hear Chloe's voice echo.

'Y-yes, I found her, detective."

"Okay, leave!"

"What?" I ask this time.

"Just leave, get her somewhere safe."

Lucifer's hand meets mine and we rush out the door. Once we meet the moonlight, we are breathless from running.

"You should probably get some food and water. Lux is only a few blocks away, do you mind walking?"

"I can just get a cab home, it's fi-"

He cuts me off and repeats his question, pausing after every word. "Do you mind walking?"

"No"

He nods. The walk to his penthouse is quiet and calm, as the ride on the elevator. I sit on the couch as he takes off his jacket as throws it on top the piano. He makes his way behind the bar and pours two glasses of whiskey.

"You should probably have some water, too."

"It's fine. I'm fine, Lucifer. I don't need anything"

"Well, of course you do, love."

My stomach flips at the casually thrown nickname, but I make sure not to show it nor look his way.

"Is everything truly fine, Y/N?"

"Yes, it's fine. So fine I should get going."

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"I-" I can see his mind debating whether or not he should actually tell me anything he's thinking about. "Are you really that clueless?"

He walks towards me, shortening the space between us. He is so close to me I can see the glint in his eyes and the way his lips open and close as he breathes.

"W-what?" My chest rises up and down, nervous about our proximity.

His eyes linger on my lips and search for an answer in my eyes. An answer to what, that I don't know. I try to take in all of him, knowing this is as close as Lucifer will ever get to being as vulnerable as he is right now. Both physically and emotionally.

After a few seconds, we both can't take it any longer. I crash my lips against his'. They move in syntony, like it was a habit. Not even a minute goes by and we have to pull back to catch our breaths. Our chests rise and fall together and I can hear his beating heart.

"I have been waiting ages to do that."

"What?" I open my eyes to see him already looking at me, with a surprisingly adoring look on his eyes.

"I have been waiting ages to do that. To kiss you, feel you."

"I...thought you hated me."

"Oh, darling," the back of his hand meets my face, pushing away a few strands of hair and tucking them to my ear. "I could never hate you."

His lips meet mine once again, both of his hands grabbing the back of my neck. He starts walking backwards and I follow, not breaking the kiss.

Suddenly, the moment is broken by a ringing phone.

We break the kiss, once again, and he fishes his phone out of his pocket, answering the call.

I can hear a voice on the other side, frantically speaking.

"Yes, yes, she is fine, detective." He smiles at me. "Alright, we'll be there in five."

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hiiii !!! could we get some one shots with warren, some angst but fluff (maybe even ✨smut✨) at the end ?? thank you sm !!

ofc darling, here it is: the whole mix!!!!

Warnings: it gets a little heated at the end but it isn't smut!!

Signed, Warren R.

"Oh my god, Warren. You were totally flirting with her."

"What are you taking about?" His words come out exasperated.

"You quite literally signed her boobs!"

"Oh gosh, babe. It's rock 'n' roll"

"Do not bullshit me right now, Rojas."

He scoffs, surprised.

"Did you just call me by my last name?"

"What?" I stop to look at him, confused expression plastered on my face.

"Did you seriously just call me Rojas."

He is smiling. The man is fucking smiling.

"I-" Holding eye contact seems to be too much for me at the moment, seeing I can't even finish my phrase. He shortens the space between us by rapidly making his way to me from the other side of the room.

"No, no, no, I'm still mad at y-" He cuts me off by kissing me. At first, I don't correspond. But almost immediately my mouth moves in sync with his', as if it was it's habit. (It was).

He pulls apart and his forehead meets mine. Staring at me through his eyelashes, I can't help but smile a little due to our proximity, and given how close we are, he doesn't have to look at me to know I'm smiling. He can simply feel it.

"There it is that smile"

I shove him back playfully, but I'm quick to meet my head to his chest as his arms wrap themselves around me and his hands rest on the small of my back.

"I thought you 'didn't get jealous'" He quotes and I can sense the playful smirk in his voice

"I'm not jealous" I answer honestly "I just didn't like it very much, alright? I'm sorry I got mad, I know it wasn't your fault."

"Hey" he says while bringing my head up by holding his curved finger to my chin. "Your boobs are the only ones I actually want to sign"

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah"

We smile at each other before kissing again, this time more, deeper, needier.

The tips of his fingers meet the hem of my shirt and we only have to break our kiss for a second before it comes off and then we're back at it. He pulls away again to hold me by the sides of both my shoulders.

His eyes unashamedly study every inch of my body like they didn't know by memory all of it's corners. All of the sudden, he walks away, leaving me standing in the middle of our living room.

It doesn't take much for him to come back, a black marker in hand. I break into a knowing smile. He doesn't say anything, instead just removes the cap and holds me steady by my waist. After a few seconds, my chest is signed and reads "Warren R." in all caps.

"Just...perfect" He's talking to me, but his eyes don't leave his signature.

I pull him by his shirt and bring our lips back together again. My back meets the white walls and I hear Warren mumble a quick "jump"; so I obligue.

"If this is how it gets you feeling jealous, maybe I should sign boobs more often"

"Don't even think about it."

#daisy jones and the six #djats #djats x reader #warren rhodes x reader #warren rojas x reader #warren rhodes #warren rojas

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ch3rrysuck3r · 1 year

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Hey could you do a story for Eddie where him and femreader preferably get into a fake relationship trying to make Camila and you can pick the band member reader has feelings for jealous and they end up realizing they like each other feel free to shape this however you want and be as creative as possible thank you sm!!!

hi darling, ofc!! i hope u enjoy 💌

ILLICIT AFFAIRS

"You're sleeping with Camila?!" My eyes widen as I ask a little too loud and Eddie's palm quickly meets my mouth.

We're both sitting on my bed, legs crossed, in front of each other. Eddie and I have been friends since before the band even started, so it only makes sense he would trust me enough to tell me this, and it makes even more sense he would ask me to do what he did before confessing his affair.

"Do you want to scream it a little louder?"

He removes his hand and I am quick to apologize. "I'm sorry, it's just I-" I cut myself off as I think what to say next "...She's married." I tell him as if it was breaking news.

"Yes, I know she's married. To an asshole. Don't tell me you're genuinely sorry for him."

I put my arms up in surrender. "I'm not. It's just I don't understand what even is the point in trying to make her jealous."

"You think I do? I have no ideia what the fuck is happening." He holds both of my hands and brings them to his lap, looking sincerely into my eyes. "Please."

I nod my head 'no' reluctantly and roll my eyes, knowing I'm going to agree to it eventually. As I open my mouth to answer, the door opens.

"Hey, sweetcak-" Warren's happy face falls when he meets our sight. He looks between Eddie and I, and his gaze lingers on our intertwined hand several times before Eddie clears his throat.

"Um..I was already leaving..." He scratches the back of his neck. "But..." He looks at me, questioning wether or not I'm up to follow his crazy plan.

I nod several times. "Yeah, yeah, um, yeah, of course." I offer him a knowing smile.

I watch as he closes the door behind him, leaving Warren and I in an uncomfortable silence. He lifts his face, looking into my eyes.

"So...you and Eddie?"

I gulp the truth. "Yeah, yeah. Um, it has been going on for a while, we just hadn't told anyone."

"Cool." His face remains nonchalant and his tone is almost aggressive.

"You needed anything?"

"No, no, it wasn't anything important."

"Alright." I nod repeatedly as I look at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing.

"Anyways, I'm just gonna head back to my room."

"O-okay, sure. Yeah, you do that." I manage out a half smile.

"Don't wanna keep the groupies waiting." He winks at me and grins. My face falls, but he doesn't seem to notice since he's already out the door.

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Warren Rojas: (Shrugs and smiles) I was an asshole when I wanted to. Not that I'm proud of it or anything. It's just, given how the story ended, it's funny to look back at it now. (Pause) Oh, and, for the record —there where no groupies.

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Eddie makes his way to me as I'm about to reach the diner, and his hand meets the small of my back.

"Hello, gorgeous."

I look up at him and smile. "Hi, boyfriend."

We share a laugh as the bell rings and we search for our friend's table. Karen waves once she finds us and we make our way to them.

As we arrive, I am quick to feel everyone's eyes on our hands that rest held between us.

"Oh."

"Well that's new."

"Not really unexpected, huh?" Daisy laughs.

"So you two a thing now?" Camila asks and Eddie turns to look at her, nodding while holding her gaze. "Yeah, yeah we are."

Camila only nods and slowly looks back at her hands that fiddle with each other beneath the table.

We sit down on the booth, which leaves me sandwiched between Warren and Eddie.

The dinner is going perfectly, that is until Eddie pokes my shoulder, making me turn at him. He's holding a fry, signaling me to open my mouth. I obligue with laughter and catch the food between my teeth.

Suddenly, Camila gets up. "I need to grab some air." She walks towards the door and exists, while —almost— everyone else goes back to their food.

"Uh, yeah, I actually might go too. I need a cig." Eddie follows her trail and no one questions it.

I smile to myself while taking another sip out of my coke.

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Camila Álvarez: I don't think keeping secrets and hiding the truth are the same thing. (Pause) That we decided not to talk about our secrets didn't mean we didn't knew what was actually going on. It just meant we were willing to act oblivious to what we knew was the truth. For the sake of it all, I guess.

Graham Dunne: Now that I think about it (Pause) they never came back into the diner that night.

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The night goes on and the band starts making their way back to their houses. That suddenly left Warren and I alone.

"Cute relationship you got going on with Roundtree" Warren drunkenly mentions and laughs to himself.

"Fuck off"

"Or what? You'll call your boyfriend to fuck me up?" His sarcastic remark is followed by a long swing of the beer he's holding by the neck with two fingers.

"Oh, screw you, Warren. Seriously, what is your problem?"

"You are."

"Excuse me?"

"I-" he pauses and takes a deep breath. His hands meet the sides of my face, inching it closer to his'. "It's just I have this weird feeling inside my chest whenever I see you with him. Like I'm choking or something."

"Are you jealous?" I ask with a bit of mockery.

"What, me? Jealous? Of course not. I don't have feelings for you, why would I be jealous?"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, really."

"So if I kiss you, that won't change anything?"

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Warren: Your auntie did not play games. Ever.

Y/N L/N: Well, what can I say? It's not like he hadn't had a thing for me for the longest time. (Pause) I also had a thing for him, but never tell him I told you that. To this day, he won't forget that time he signed a fan's chest. That man's ego is still off the roof, even after all this time.

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"If you ki-" I cut him of, pressing our lips together in a quick kiss. As I pull apart, he grabs the back of my head and smashes our lips together once again, this time more intensely.

We pull apart, and his eyes remain closed, like he was taking in the moment.

"So... everything still the same?"

He looks up at me, squinting his eyes in a playful manner. "Fuck you, sweetcakes. I don't think that boyfriend of yours is gonna be happy with what just happened, is he now?"

"Well, that boyfriend of mine is in no place to complain about it."

"There's something else going on, isn't it?"

"Well, I can tell you all about it back at your boat."

He eagerly gets up and holds his arm out for me. I intertwine them as he rapidly leads us out the diner to his car.

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