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how's the love life?

- “it’s just swell actually, I’m very happy and trying my best not to fuck it up.”

when are we going to get a dog?

- “you think I’m responsible enough to take care of a dog?”

favorite thing about mal?

- “Ok so you’re just gonna make me get sappy on the main, probably that they make the world melt away.”

elliealdenkamp‌:

“you know,” elizabeth started as soon as she’d approached sawyer at the hotel’s whiskey bar. she slipped onto the bar stool next to his and placed an elbow atop the counter, eyes piercing through the dark makeup that surrounded them as she turned to face him. “if there were a costume contest, i think you’d win. hands down.” a small smile cracked her faux-suave exterior, teeth biting at her bottom lip for a moment to suppress it. it was unsuccessful. “you busy?” ellie continued, eyes briefly flickering around the area. “i mean, you look really busy, but when you get a moment can i show you something?” the moment her gaze landed back on sawyer her smile grew tenfold. she couldn’t help it—teasing him just a bit was in her nature. especially when it came to fright night. “please?”

@sawycrmax

Sawyer’s plan for the evening was to just not be sober. It kind of worked the year before, so why fix what’s semi-functional. His second tactic was to avoid all yates students, but that plan never went well. Still, Ellie was like sunshine to him. Just a side effect of knowing someone so long. She carried a certain nostalgia with her that was always comforting, even now. “Oh yes, privileged white guy is always a popular costume choice. I have won many awards. Quite frankly, it’s getting overwhelming. I just don’t have enough room for them all.” She actually managed to get a laugh out of him, but her proposition made him nervous. “I mean, I kind of booked the whole evening with a bottle of jack. It’d be kind of rude to blow him off.” Sawyer shrugged, “But for you? What exactly do you want to show me. You know I don’t do scary.”

malsmvth‌:

“and leave you defenseless and scared all alone in the room, what kind of partner would i be?” mal said with a mocking tone, but deep down they meant it. this was yates, there would always be another part for them to go to, and right now sawyer was more important than any of that. they wanted nothing more than to spend hours in bed with the man they loved, laughing, watching movies, and ordering way too much room service. “i’m sure, now get your cute ass back to the room before a ghost comes and snatches you. 

Sawyer met their mocking with a big pout and a dramatic turn away. “I can take care of myself.” He said in a not so convincing tone, trying to stay cool as Mal referred to them as a partner. Is that what they saw themselves as? That alone was enough to get Sawyer through this night. Thankfully, Mal’s offer seemed legit and being cozied up with them seemed like heaven even in this god forsaken hotel. “You don’t have to tell me twice, I’m coming I’m coming.” He said standing up and lacing his fingers through theirs. “Lead the way ghosty.”

malsmvth‌:

mal smiled, they’d never say it out loud but they thought that sawyer’s fear of ghosts was absolutely adorable. how at night sawyer at the Stanley sawyer would burry himself burry himself in mal’s arms and over them both with blankets to keep the evil spirts away. their arms wrapped around sawyer, pulling him close both for comfort and to remind themselves that this wasn’t a dream, that here in their arms was sawyer maxwell. “babe, let’s go back to the room. we can watch a movie or something. no creepy shenanigans, i promise.” they gave him a long kiss on the cheek and grabbed the bottle of jack. 

Sawyer felt a wave of relief run through him as he heard Mal’s voice. It was his favorite sound in the world. He’s never told anyone but he still had every voicemail Mal had ever left him just so he could hear that voice whenever he needed it. And tonight he needed it more than ever. Although now he didn’t need to rely on an recording. Mal was here with him, warping him in their sheet and keeping him safe. Sawyer happily rested into the other’s arms, wishing he could bottle this feeling. “Really? You don’t mind? I mean I know you love this stuff.” Sawyer asked, trying to sound at least a little guilty to be taking Mal away all for his own on such a special night. 

- Sawyer hated being scared - absolutely despised the creeping feeling of anticipation that lurked around every corner of the Stanley. Every year he tried his best to get out of going, and yet he always found himself in his own personal hell. And yet again, here he was, making himself comfortable with a bottle of jack Daniels to keep him comfortable while he tried to lay low. If he didn’t move, he couldn’t disturb the spirits. He brought the bottle to his lips but couldn’t get the brown liquid down as he jumped hearing something beside him. “Hey, you can’t just creep up on a guy like that. I refuse to partake in any spooky behavior tonight. I’m protesting creep night.” He announced, trying to keep his tone calm as to not disturb some of the long term guests.

malsmvth‌:

@sawycrmax​

still high on happiness from the night sawyer and them had spent together, the couple pair decided to go to the carnival together. mal knew that it was a risky move but tonight could be a trial run of sorts. they needed to see if they were able to be out with mal without everything falling apart. 

they watched as sawyer haded out little stuffed animals to children, he always was good with kids. mal stood the background for a minutes, enjoying the scene. they sauntered over there, slowly pushing their was through the crows of people. in mal’s hand was a green fabric flower, one of the ones with a smiley face and bendy stem. they has one it for sawyer from one of the other booths. 

“hey handsome, when do you get off?”

Sawyer’s excitement for what was waiting for him after he got done with his shift was about to bubble over. Everything still felt like he was living in a dream. Did Mal really come climbing through his window just a few nights before or was his mind playing tricks on him. Either way he was going to continue to play along because this was a buzz he wasn’t ready to give up.

Thankfully he had only had to bend the rules a few times to avoid total meltdowns from exploding, and sadly one of those almost emotional volcanoes appeared to be someone’s first date. Luckily, this wasn’t the fortune telling booth or he’d really have to put on a show to convince them they’ll even make it through the evening. As he handed a plush zebra to the latest winner, Sawyer spotted his date for the night. 

“Hey you.” He greeted him with a goofy smile, “In about ten minutes. Wanna give it a try?” He asked holding up a dart and nodding towards the wall of balloons. “I heard the guy that runs this booth will give out prizes just for being the cutest person at the fair, so I think your odds are good.”

You can tell us anything. We don’t judge. We are the non-judging breakfast club. We’re your best friends.

malsmvth‌:

“and maybe if i didn’t react so….” they searched for the right word, “aggressively we might have be able to work past that…” they began searching again for a word that was on the tip of their tongue, “indiscretion.”  it was the kindest way they could find to phrase things. they didn’t want to shatter the little world that sawyer and them had created. the pair and their relationship were more fragile than glass. 

at least for right now, they were able to burry their anger and for a few moments just live in the present. mal brought the hand that was in his hair to sawyer’s cheek, a thumb running itself along his lips. mal want to kiss him as much they did on their first date. hesitance making inches feel likes miles. though they were willing to give into this fantasy for a night, a kiss seemed to be too much for the moment. a task too intensive for their still tender soul. fear still had a grip on them, no matter how hard they pushed it down. mal decided to let sawyer make the move, if he wanted a kiss. 

“You reacted fine, I deserved it.” Sawyer admitted, all pride swallowed. He never once could think of a single ounce of blame he could ever put on Mal. “I broke your trust and became someone I swore I’d never be.” The truth that he looked just like his father in the moment Mal found the pictures and messages, that was a pain that still ached through him. He wasn’t sure how Mal could ever stand being like this with him again, but he would not complain. 

Sawyer pressed his lips gently against Mal’s thumb as it brushed over them, feeling electric with every little touch. This is what he had been craving for so long, he wanted nothing but to passionately crash into the others lips, but he was so afraid one wrong move and poof - this is all gone. Like he’d be ripped from this dream he had been dreaming for months but finally became tangible. Slowly he inched closer, one hand wresting on Mal’s shoulder. Now only centimeters apart Sawyer shifted placing a soft kiss on the other’s Forehead, then left cheek, right cheek, nose, then so delicately finally kissing those lips he knew like home. And oh how it felt like taking a step into a place that was once so familiar and welcoming, a place he had been longing for. And he couldn’t help but think yes, this is it. 

sex+romance headcanons!

ofhotheads‌:

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🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? 💬 When did my muse go on their first date? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? 👰 Would my muse ever get married? 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? 👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

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honesty night: when are you going to finally move on from mal???

“I’d say, when he made it clear he wants me to. But he did that for months and I didn’t. And well recently... what he wants seems a little confusing. So I guess not soon unless he really really did want me to. He deserves that I suppose.”

roryclxrk‌:

The rude awakening she had gotten from her boyfriend this morning had taken a toll on her all day. She was awoken by a loud slam of her door and then the argument quickly unfolded, word had gotten back to Matt about his girlfriend streaking with her best friend and he wasn’t happy. The argument didn’t last long, instead she was left to think about the night before. She hadn’t had fun like that in so long and today she was left to decide what she truly wanted in life. Hearing her phone ring to picked it up to see the picture of her and Sawyer from her thirteenth birthday, a smile formed on her face as she answered “hello?” she quickly slid off of her bed and went to her window, sliding it open “are you say anything me?” she shook her head “you are a better looking lloyd dobler” the blonde said as she made her way downstairs and out the door, smiling when she saw Sawyer standing in the grass. 

“You caught me, here to win back your heart. But mostly get a pen or whatever the point was.” Sawyer said, a soft laugh underlining his words. “Oh why thank you. I did think of actually replicating the outfit, but the thrift store were a bust so my humble sweats will just have to do.” His smile grew as she joined him on the lawn, and started walking to meet her. He wrapped her up in a tight hug as soon as they were close, but as he let go and took a better look at her, his lips shifting into a slight frown. “Everything ok, Ro?” He couldn’t put his finger on his, but something felt off. His stomach dropped worry it had something to do with the night before, but she did seem happy to see him. Still, he had a gut feeling he might be to blame.