#butt plug caption

[hyuny-bunny]

cybersex | camgirl! x skz

prologue. chapter I

MDNI (18+): this series will depict sex work and acts of sex. this prologue has suggestive themes, nudity, and mentions of butt plugs

skz x fem!reader

a/n: I'll have chapter 1 up soon but I hope you all love this series as much as I do!

synopsis: after a month or so of becoming a camgirl! your career really takes off, you decide to get a place of your own to film content. a lovely building opens up with the perfect space for all your necessities but to your surprise, your favorite waiter boys and long time crush on the head chief of the restaurant you work also happen to live in the building. Bringing you to meet their own assortment of friends. what happens when they find out there's some holes in the stories you tell about your life style?

prologue

You always had a keen interest in the sex work. You had an nsfw twitter page for yourself but it was only really used as a means of saving material or on a bold occasion, posting some captions with said material. There was a thrill of seeing your notifications filled with compliments and praises of like-minded people who were just as horny as you. Your roommate Sana had gotten into doing camgirl work pretty early on. You had indulged your curiosity on occasion when she and her girlfriend would be streaming just down the hall from you. Popping onto the stream to see your roommate's body on display and her girlfriend sat cutely between her legs wearing nothing but a heart-shaped butt plug. Sana would encourage you to try it out at least, very aware of how much you had desired to try it out but always holding back. Financially speaking, you could only benefit from it. In comparison to what you two made in a week at your measly waitress jobs, she could make both your checks for two weeks in just one night and even double dependent on how long she streamed for.

“You’re not worried that someone will recognize you?” You asked standing in the newly furnished cam room, floor to ceiling decorated in all shades of pink imaginable. 

“Not anymore, I revealed my face on stream so long ago, I haven’t given it much thought since. Besides, I could walk away at any moment I decide. I will admit there was a certain thrill with covering up in the beginning. I think there's something about hiding your identity while being in such a lewd state that elicits such an adrenaline rush. It makes the excitement of being watched and gawked at all the more fun.” Sana is now leaning on the desk where her camera and lighting equipment reside. 

“I like the fun, bring me as much joy and excitement as it probably does for my followers,” There’s a slight flush that rises to the tops of her cheeks that you can still make out in the fluorescent lights, “The biggest thing for me is it gives me the confidence I need, the financial security is just a bonus.”

The windows were covered by drawn curtains that covered the entirety of the walls, allowing the room to only be lit by the neon color-changing lamps which to no surprise were set at a baby pink. The floors were covered by a fluffy throw rug, with very little wood peaking. There is a makeshift sofa bed that's covered by an assortment of pillows and silk sheets and another fluffy blanket. There sat on the floor is the giant white teddy bear, Mina, Sana’s longtime partner, gifted her just a month ago. You stayed quiet, absorbing your surroundings. You were amazed but also… jealous. Jealous of how she could find confidence and find security in what most people found so vulnerable. You let out a sigh, sitting on the almost too-silky sheets that caused you to slide right off the bed. 

“Careful. You can imagine how slippery they are in the nude,” She laughed softly as she stared at you, waiting to speak again. “I see the gears turning… What’s on your mind kit-kat?” Your eyes bolt up to her.

“I’m just... A bit taken aback I guess. You could say jealous maybe. This is the frist time I’ve ever considered it as a viable option…” You let the sentence trail off not knowing what to say.

All your life, you had complexes about your body. Measured your self-worth in the way your body looked, and how it compared to other girls you had admired. The older you got, the better you were about mentally checking yourself, to realize it was okay not to be shaped like other girls. Finding it in yourself to feel secure in the body you had. Although you could keep those insecurities at bay most of the time, they would crawl out from under the bed like a hideous monster to plague your thoughts when you felt down about the lackluster love life. Bad dates, unreciprocated feelings, and talking stages that never went anywhere, that was the extent of your love life. 

“You want to give it a try?” That question pulled you out of your thoughts, now you were the one with a bright flush across the tops of your cheeks. “I can help you get started, set up your account, and start promoting you on my own account to start you off with a bit of a following. That’s if… you really are serious about this.” Sana had always been so sweet to you, she had already been letting you take the spare of her 3-bedroom rental as you couldn’t afford to live on your own. She had always extended a helping hand when you needed but here was a chance to finally get you to land on your own feet for once. How could you refuse such an opportunity?

“I don’t know… I don’t think I’m cut out for something like this I mean look at you! I don’t know how anyone is supposed to get off looking at-”

“Finish that sentence and you’re never allowed to see Jiji again,” Sana interrupted, Jiji was your shared house cat who was slowly becoming more yours as time went on. “ I don't want to pressure you into anything but I just think you could actually see the benefit in this. Give it one try and if you don’t like it, I erase every trace of you.”

You sat with the thought, your brain tugging you to go for it. One chance and if it doesn’t work out no harm right? 

“When can we start?”

masterlist • next chapter ->

[beachlifelez]

“Chelsea! What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?”

Chelsea looked down at the ground, totally embarrassed and knowing she was in big trouble.

“I’m sorry, Mommy, I know I shouldn’t have been fresh with you in front of Miss Susan.”

“I’ll say you shouldn’t have been. And what do you say to Miss Susan?”

“I’m sorry, Miss Susan, for acting bratty in front of you. Mommy has taught me better and I deserve a punishment.”

“I should say so, Chelsea. And I believe your Mommy should let me administer it. What do you think, Gloria?”

“Yes, Susan, of course. What did you have in mind?“

“You have nipple clamps, yes?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Well, those breasts are definitely in need of those. And a crop and butt plugs?”

“Yes, several for you to choose from.”

“Very good. Chelsea, you know your task. Clamps. A crop of your choice. And a large butt plug. Does that sound fair?”

Chelsea sniffled and tried to fight back tears.

“Y-yes, Miss Susan.”

“Be quick about it.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

Chelsea hustled off to Gloria’s bedroom to gather up her punishment implements.

“Gloria, her cheeks will be on fire when I’m done with her. And then, she is going to spend the rest of the night with her face buried between our legs. A girl has to learn her place.”

“You’re so right, Susan. Thank you for helping me with her training.”

“Of course, dear. I’m always happy to help my friends.”

Chelsea returned, holding the clamps, crop and plug.

“Chelsea, dear, Miss Susan is in charge of your punishment tonight. Please undress and present yourself appropriately.”

“Yes, Mommy.”

NOTE: this caption depicts adults in a MD/lg relationship.

[selenasgirltiffany21]

[shit-talk-turner]

louise isn’t on socials because she’s growing out her hair. I think for someone who is constantly posting only selfies she’s most likely vain and she’s in hiding for a bit. Hiding as in she is probably somewhere sipping margaritas with Alex on a beach and we will get 7 photos of her titties to circulate for a year to come with captions about her inner spirits being the Sun’s favourite butt plug while lazily draping one of Alex’s shirts off her shoulders. And of course the pout and cliche existential glare.

Alex did write a song lyric about Louise:

so predictablllllleeee 🎵

show us the lie

[dimension20npcofalltime]

Round One - Bracket Forty-One [Dimesion 20 NPC of All Time]

Dimitri vs Plug

Descriptions under the cut

Dimitri - He/Him

Campaign: Coffin Run

Who is he?

Dimitri is the familiar of Count Dracula and his personal messenger - he does not deliver anyone else's correspondence, and in fact directly gives it to Squing, despite knowing that Squing likes to eat letters.

Why is he the NPC of All Time?

Dimitri speaks with a childish lisp which can be hard to understand, but he is able to put closed captions on his wings to be better understood. - This an insane piece of lore / worldbuilding and earns him NPC of All Time status in my eyes.

Submitted by: Anonymous

Plug - He/Him

Campaign: A Starstruck Odyssey

Who is he?

Plug Strutt is the owner of Plug's Butt-Ugly Stuff Hut. Not much is known of Plug's history, but he was born in Baustin and has been made wise by his experiences.

Why is he the NPC of All Time?

"The voice. the mystery. the comeback. the rescue. what an icon. honestly i still go crazy whenever i see clips of brennan speaking in that got dang voice."

Submitted by: @m-jay-gee, @xvynth

[spiceberrie]

Connor McDavid for the send me a a character ask?

YESSSSSSSSS MI BEBE thanks beloved all according to the keikaku. for all intents and purposes i do not have a nickname for connor i just call him connor and i HAVE been accused of crypto hating him before but that's all in the past. this is all said with utmost affection and/or bewilderment.

first impression

none. i was a nicojacker since iirc december and then i dilly-dallied for like a Month...

i kept seeing davo referenced in stuff and then I was on a electrumqueen binge and i went Omg.......? so funny to think that nowadays there's more intersection between Chucky/Ekblad than with connor LOL i had no impression whatsoever <3 i followed mostly pens fans and they all either ignored him or apathetically derided him which JUST and FAIR but i was a newbie who knew nothing so i wanted to understand 1) why was he so good 2) why was his particular blandness more infuriating than all the similar blandness i had perused and 3) omg what is UP with edmonton??? I didn't know anything!!! I didn't care about him until i had read like 60 TKNP / NHJH fics and that was kinda it until i got bewitched by BLAAHAJ 💔

mostly i have a few dumb posts that got 100+ notes where i was trying to understand his childhood and his family and his mythos and everything. it seems silly to say it now but i bought into a lot of stuff that makes me LOL nowadays

impression now

mi bebe... my kitten... i am not like an affectionate person most days IRL and i am very stoic! truly! and i get embarrassed letting any of my UNIRONICAL and REAL feelings through bec it's ridiculous to feel actual endearment regarding immoral millionaires etc i know the rapport! but i do get endeared pretty often LOL he's very ridiculous and very transparent. nouveau riche king of shilling and selling out... i like his cloutseeking endeavors but mostly i like how he doesn't do it for any obvious insidious reasons other than money and plugging his ackt well-rounded ambitious fiancee. straight-forward! to compare, i think chuck had considerably more generational wealth at his disposal so he's more public relations aware and media savvy for his world domination goals etc connor just wants to get paid 🙏

idea for a story

estradiol would fix him. omegaleon would also. i have tons of wips i just get exhausted aughhhhhhh... current idea is 997 where he goes to Vegas after and it's not about love or affection rather it's about the HOCKEY WORLD CUP and the NORTH AMERICAN TEAM and JACK EICHEL trying to parse whether he hates or kinda... likes... connor? which is a strange realization to have 5 years in but still. i think we need to explore uh non conventional relationships in the sense that loyalty or affection aren't top priorities for most millionaires. and the matter of love is more pragmatic i think... and it's not about liking each other either. or understanding everything that's on the mind of the other person. and all my connor ideas are rooted in his natural & ridiculous deflection through the eyes of the people overcomplicating him? idk i'm very into STOICISM. and jack eichel having a wag who's a hockey player who doesn't hate that he won first despite jack himself expecting the resentment and it just not coming bc apparently davo does THERAPY now

unpopular opinion

he is not as miserable as people think he is LOL he just has a monotone and hates emoting publicly. he's fineeeeeeeeeeeeeee

favorite moment

TT-TT all of them... i giffed so much connor this season and it required transcribing and captioning and watching things 1000000 times. and i loved it all 👍 if i had to pick then that one interview where he talks about the curse of being him or the ones where they cajole him into talking about ekky.

when he said the facking dog sleeps butt to butt with him between lauren

favorite relationship

2997. obviously. duh. that's his wife. he's bluebeard. but i love love love love love lk1 management of his life and what she did with the place (all his choices). 997. 9719 as in chucky. 1997 as in the mar brainwashing that happened to me. 1497 because a swedish dman DID fix him. i liked 1697 much more before but minch couldn't give less of a fuck nowadays so I switched to 9734

favorite headcanon

ok picture this. connor is a cis woman. she's very terrible to both of her boyfriends. just very non ethical non monogamy vibes. she crashes Chucky's house during the ASG so she can poke and prod at the fight he had with Leon. she CAUSED the fight bec Leon said smth to the effect of, Well, you're not Connor when Chucky poked and prodded into WHY da hell he was such a jealous insecure prick about NON EXISTING MATTERS, You don't do this with Connor, and like, word, but the reason why Chucky isn't Connor is bec i have a strong and stable belief that polyamory is best done when you understand that affection can't be evenly spread out in a equal manner and that the difference in dynamics is ackt what makes it so interesting 👍 so it isn't about Leon trusting Connor more (valid) it's just because the terms of that rotation are different than the terms of the rotation he has with Chucky 👍 as in they don't have the long-running aspect to fall back on and mostly because Connor isn't very adept to answering for her crimes and Leon is trying his hand at holding Chucky ACCOUNTABLE 👍 but the headcanon proper is that Connor does a photoshoot with Auston and they wear like matching unisex shirt with shorts but she's BABY BLUE and he's POWDER PINK bec the NHL is relying on magazine editorials w shapeless agender clothing to GROW THE GAME!

[loksven83]

Okay I'm just gonna put this out there bc I'm sick and tired of this shit, no hate to this community, but,

Motherfucking horny ass therian just DMed me.

Started flirting with me.

Wasn't comfortable at all, made that VERY clear.

Started making NSFW requests.

Once again, NOT OKAY with it.

Get sent a very unwelcomed dick pick with the caption "I'm in heat, pwease help me!" With a tail butt plug in.

...

Y'all, I'm not against therians but there are some that need hairspray and a lighter to the face.

IF YALL INTERACT WITH ME, UNLESS I MAKE CONTACT WITH YOU FIRST ABOUT IT, DO NOT FUCKING DO THIS SHIT.

Stupid horny ass people.. -M-

[yvotyrants]

i cant like that twink of ye olde recipes because despite tiktok having closed captions practically build in he never uses it and instead talks like a cartoon character with a permanent butt plug gping haywire inside him

[xxxball-fondlerxxx]

i thought this was a really weird butt plug until i read the caption

 Date shaped vessel, 1st century-2nd century .

[bxct-it]

maybe something about m!reader sexting dream while hes streaming + him railing you after ?

this has fed my himbo brain

male!reader x dream

-♡-

kinks: toys, sexting, sir

-♡-

SMUT UNDER THE CUT : MINORS DONT INTERACT

hearing the sound of dream’s phone hit the table made you grin, your naked body laid on your shared bed with your headphones in your ears, dream’s trembling voice filling the silence while you positioned your body for the next photo. the previous photo you had sent had drove dream mad, his right hand leaving his mouse to push down on the bulge in his shorts, giving his chat a rushed excuse as to why there was a loud noise. you had been positioned on your hands and knees, your back arching so your chest and head was buried into the sheets while a blue glass butt plug was seen preparing you for dream’s thick size.

“patches, stop it.” you knew the harshly growled words were directed towards you, chills raking down your spine as his show of dominance, however you didn’t stop, moving so the phone was placed against the pillows and you were on your knees, sitting on the bed in between them while you leaned back on your hands. the snap of the camera was heard meaning the photo was taken, you took a look and smirked; it was perfect, you looked perfect, as you always did. the photo showed your hard cock standing up against your stomach, your head out of frame, bites and bruises covering your body from your and dream’s last session. your eyes drifted down to look at your thighs, which were covered in teeth marks and bruises, a desperate whimper leaving your mouth as your body craved for more.

dream’s phone went off again and his hand scrambled to grab it, seeing you had sent another photo, which most likely showed his favourite person waiting for him to rail them until they’re crying. green eyes opening wide when he took in your position, staring at your hard length before reading the caption, his fingers immediately screenshotting while a groan left his lips. quickly covering up for the sound, he left his phone open on the photo, his thoughts heading some where dark and dirty. “please, sir, your bunny needs you, i’m so hard for you.”

it took a minute for him to come back to reality and before he could stop himself, he’s saying bye to his chat and he’s turning his stream off, giving no one an explanation as to why he is leaving so suddenly, just simply bouncing his knee impatiently as he waiting for the stream to stop. and as soon as it did, he shot out of his chair and straight into the bedroom, pulling his clothes off as fast as he can which, when he met your eye, made you chuckle. “eager, are we?”

“i don’t care, i just need to be in you... now.” his words held so much urgency that you couldn’t simply deny him of his request so when you nodded your head and spread your legs, he’s crawling in between them and pulling your glass toy out, watching your ass clench around nothing, a loud whine falling from your mouth. his strong hand wrapped around your cock and his thumb rubbed circles into the tip, making you hiss as your hips jerk up into his hand.

“please, i just need you, hurry up.” your whines fell on deaf ears as he seemed entranced by the red tip of your hard cock, swirling the pre-cum around with his thumb, your hips bucking at the sensitivity. you continued to plead before he finally broke from his trance and lined himself up with your stretched asshole. you knew that he didn’t want to wait so gave him a hard nod and reached your hands to rest on his shoulders. a loud moan leaving your mouth as your nails dug into his skin, feeling dream thrust himself into you harshly, and continue thrusting into you without adjusting.

“i just need you, all i need is you, bunny.”

[thequeenb]

Poppy x MC

I know what you are all thinking..How the hell did us two even start dating? Well i never said i dont like her she is just always irritating damn it. It all changed one starry night when we had our first kiss, at first everything was confusing but then everything made sense

Our little fights, our intense make-out sessions, our unexplainable anger, our big confession. That's how things were since day one and how could i complain? But everything have been so secretive that it made me question if this is even real anymore.

"Now you should leave darling, Chloe will be here at any minute" Poppy waves a hand dressing up and i frown trying to show no emotion. Maybe i thought we were something, who wouldn't to be honest? When i told her that i liked her i thought it was mutual but boy oh boy was i wrong?

I sigh as i pick up my stuff exiting the room. I don't dare to say any word because i know my sensitive side will take over. What's wrong with me? I shouldn't have said anything in the first place but for once i said yes to taking risks

I plug my airpods in playing Apocalypse by CAS, surprisingly it's her favourite song and you know me, how could i not melt for Queen Bee? I walk around the campus remembering all the times i pinned her against these walls kissing her until she couldn't breathe.

What's the point anyways? I don't want to be anyone's secret, does she feel ashamed to be with me? Who cares what this university says if you truly have feelings for someone? I sigh walking further into the campus, its past midnight and it seems that i am all alone lost in my thoughts

I open my phone clicking on Instagram and of course they uploaded a story. Poppy, Veronica and Chloe enjoying a bottle of Rosé what a blust, except you had steamy sex an hour ago on these sheets.

It was just a hookup wasn't it? This question takes over my mind that i dont notice Zoe walking towards me

"Girl i was worried! You didn't respond to my texts" she says wrapping her hands around me. I squeeze her tight needing comfort and she strokes my hair whispering "It is Poppy isn't it?"

I sigh pulling back, sitting on a nearby bench. Of course it's Poppy, her and her manipulative ways. Great in the sheets but strangers on the streets, how charming

"She kicked me out because the girls were coming over, she doesn't want anyone to know about us"

Zoe's eyes widen "Are you kidding who would keep this a secret?" She gestures at me and i chuckle, A+ for the effort Zo. And she is right, i shouldn't settle for less than i deserve

"You are right--"

"I can sense a but and i don't like it. If she wanted you truly why is she being so secretive? And don't start with the reputation bullshit" she places both of her hands on my cheeks wiping away the tears i didn't know i had

Aaaand there goes a bright light making me go blind "What the hell?" I cover my eyes and Zoe does the same

"Gosh these people have miserable lives" she rolls her eyes standing up "Get your cute butt up and let's go get some drinks shall we?"

I nod smiling thanking god i have my best friend by my side. Without her none of these situations would be handled right and oh well i find her veeeeery pretty if you ask me

___

I walk towards my class when a sudden buzz makes me stop my tracks. At first i thought its my ranking update but oh no its an update from The T

Hello loves,

I want to thank my amazing sources for blessing me with something interesting. Newbee has been trying to steal the crown months now and along the way everyone started to look at her like that heart eyes emoji. Yesterday our Queen to be was spotted getting closer to our one and only Zoe Wade. I am not surprised are you? They have been a dynamic duo since day one. #couplegoals

Here is an image of them last night, don't forget to 'awwww' everytime you see them

My congratulations to the cutest couple of Belvoire. Kisses, The T

Oh no, no no no this isn't good. If Poppy sees this she will.. actually she has no right to say anything. Despite that my heart starts racing at the thought of her reading this clearly false update. Aaaand there she is, across from me glaring at me with murderous eyes. Everyone looks at me whispering and its honestly very frustrating, trying to avoid the crowd all i focus on is getting on my class that until my phone buzz again

"Meet me behind the field" I froze reading what Poppy just sent me and my mind is drowning with all the possibilities. Did i just fuck up even this little something that we share? God damn this blog and fuck all these people that all they care about is juicy gossip.

Do i even have a choice? Poppy will try to confront me no matter what so i might as well skip class, i am sure Miss Kingsley will understand, right?

I see her standing against the wall as i approach closer. She is tapping her heel on the cement and honestly? I am a little scared

"Hello, fancy meeting you here" i say smiling trying not to look nervous

She doesn't answer instead she makes the most angry face i have ever seen shoving her phone in my face. I swear if that red angry emoji was an actual person that would be her right now.

"What is this bullshit?"

"Oh wow calm down is that why i am skipping class? To explain to you something I don't even have to?" I fold my arms looking at her dead in the eyes. I am not usually the person who will let her anger get the best of her but Poppy's behaviour hurt me so this time i just let it slide

For just a second she looks confused but then she regain her composure "Zoe? Are you serious? This girl is a wannabe, just because her mother has money she thinks--"

"Wow wow pause there. Not another word about Zoe" i place one finger against her lips and her breath catches. Jeez can't you not be horny for a second? I think to myself

"Why? Did i offend your girlfriend?" Her tone is ironic yet jealous and you know what? Jealous Poppy might be dangerous but she is also very sweet

"I am not in a relationship with her dumbass" i roll my eyes pulling slightly away from her

"But the photo--"

"Oh boo-hoo someone took a picture so what? Do you believe everything you see? She was fixing your mess because if you were clear towards me i wouldn't sit alone crying" these words escape my mouth without my consent and oh did i just admit how i feel?

Poppy looks stunned and actually speechless. Her eyes soften and i look away embarrassed "What do you mean?"

Yes what do i mean? I ask that question to myself all day and night. I have been trying to get her out of my mind but how could i? The way her perfume makes me dizzy, her soft kisses after each session, the way she looked at me like i am the only one in this world

"I don't know where we stand. You are so secretive that I start to believe this means nothing" i shrug trying not to let any form of vulnerability slip out

"Bea i- i thought i was clear. I mean i left you several hickeys on your neck--"

"Oh hold up! Do you really think hickeys mean we are dating?"

She nods and thats when i laugh. Oh wow this girl is really unique i swear "That still doesn't explain why you have been secretive"

Poppy sighs heavily, clearly uncomfortable by my question. At this point I don't care, all i want is to know if i waste my energy and emotions on someone who doesn't feel the same

"I am not good with words okay? I just didn't knew what to say or do to show you that i want us to be official"

Surprised i smile taking her hand in mine "You are cute when you are jealous"

"Oh shut up, you aren't that special" she smiles back and it makes my heart melt

That's Poppy. She isn't good with words nor know how to handle emotions. She was taught to be heartless and competitive and i can see why she is being that way. Her way of words are insults and in this relationship that's how we communicate

"Come here" she says pulling out her phone

Without another word she leans against me planting a kiss on my cheek. She snaps a photo and for a minute i think she will upload it, a girl can dream right? Oh wait a minute..is she actually doing it??

"What are you doing?" I ask looking over at her phone

"Uploading a picture. I want everyone to know that you belong to me" she is typing so fast i cant read what the caption says but then i get a notification

"Mine" it says with three heart emojis, thats so adorable i can't help but actually say awww out loud

"Well i didn't expect that but i like being yours" i say winking at her

We kiss and this time its different. The minute our lips touch i can feel my knees go weak. We kissed many times and you way ask, whats different now? Well now i am hers and only and my mind can rest now knowing i have a powerful amazing woman by my side.

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[fuzzyallover]

queers on instagram very wonderful......my hs friend’s partner posted their brand new buttplug no caption no brand tag just a butt plug inside a plastic bag on their bed terrible lighting too. what an interesting message. just so u know i am going to put this in my ass. 

[mythicalfanfics]

Could you do a Tyler She I'd x reader where the reader has a tiny bed (like a day bed) and Tyler sleeps over and they have no choice but to cuddle and in the morning tyler tells the reader that he likes them. Or Tyler takes pictures with the reader while she's asleep and post them on twitter/instagram with captions saying how cute the reader is and how attracted he is to her. Maybe? Its bad but I thought it was cute 😅

Title: It’s Kinda Obvious

Pairing: Tyler Scheid/Reader

Summary: Tyler is sleeping over at the reader’s apartment, whose bed is much, much smaller than he’d thought a bed could ever be. The reader eventually convinces him to share the tiny bed with her. Fluff ensues. 

A/N: I thought this was a really cute request! I wish I could have gotten to it sooner. I hope you enjoy this Tyler fluff, though!

Pronouns: she/her

Warning(s): they’re sleeping in the same bed, yo

Word count: 1,275 words

(gif is not mine)

“How do you even sleep in that?”

You splayed out on the tiny—by Tyler Standards™—bed, taking up all available space. “How can you not?” You rested your cheek on the palm of your hand, staring up at him with the most blatantly feigned innocent eyes you could muster. “It’s not that hard, Ty-ster.”

He crossed his arms and gave you a look that you could only describe as beyond skeptical—was there even a word for that? “Well, for a tiny person like you,” he said, “maybe.” He shook his head. “But for a giant like me…” He stretched out his arms as far as they could go for effect. “It’s past impossible.”

“That’s because you haven’t even tried, Ty-guy.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Would you quit it with the nicknames?” You stuck your tongue out at him. “You used over, like, ten nicknames in the span of, like, ten minutes, dude.”

You sat up half-way. “Well, I’ll cut you a deal.”

“’If you lay in this bed and look like a gigantic baby because you’re so tall, I’ll stop using the nicknames you hate so much?’”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. “That pretty much sums it up,” you said, ”though I probably would have used ‘humungous man child’ instead of ‘gigantic baby.’”

“I think ‘gigantic baby’ is funnier, though.”

You laid back down on your bed, throwing your hands up in the air. “Eh, whatever.” You looked up at him, offering your hand. “Deal or no deal? That is the question.”

The beginnings of a smile pulled at his lips. “You have yourself a deal.”

“Great,” you said. “Just let me—”

“Too late!” he interrupted. “Incoming!”

You barely had a moment to react before Tyler came crashing down over you. Without another second to lose, you rolled out of the bed—hard—taking the pillow along with you.

“Ow, ow…”

Tyler glanced over at you as you recovered. A good portion of his legs hung off the bed and his head leaned against the headboard. “Did you hurt yourself?”

“Well, yeah.” You sat up, cringing in pain. “Duh.” It truly wasn’t as bad as you played it up to be.

He just laughed at you. “Why did you roll off the bed then?”

“I thought you were gonna crush me with—” you stifled a laugh— ”your gargantuan bod.”

Tyler shook his head—God, were you obnoxious, but God, did he love you.

——

“No—no.” He crossed his arms. “I am—I am not doing that.”

“Oh, come on,” you whined, wringing your hands, “please? For me?”

He frowned. “I already told you—no.” He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks at the mere thought. He wouldn’t—no, he couldn’t do it.

“It’s not like you haven’t slept to next to one of the guys in a hotel room before! Remember back at Pax when—”

“That—that was different,” he fumbled with his words. “The hotel bed had enough room for both of us. This thing—I wouldn’t even call it a bed, no offense, (Y/N)—isn’t even big enough for me to rest comfortably on it.”

You sighed. “O-kay, okay. That’s fine.” You searched the back of your neck with the palm of your hand. “Um, I can probably find a couple of extra blankets and a pillow so you can sleep on the couch or on the floor or…”

He wasn’t sure if you were pretending to make him feel guilty or not, but—either way—it was working. You had begun your trek to the closet, slumping a little in your gait. He groaned—fine, fine, he would do it.

“Hey, um, wait.” You looked back at him and smiled mischievously at him—or, at least, that’s what he thought he saw. “I can’t believe I’m saying this—but, sure. For your—”

Before he could finish his sentence, you rushed at him, arms open, and swallowed him in a hug. Uh oh, the heat in his cheeks was coming back. “You’re… welcome?”

——

He wasn’t comfortable. No, not at all. He was on his side, back propped up against the concrete apartment wall, and his legs hung way too far off the bed for anyone to be comfortable. Somehow, in the small amount of space he had, he got himself tangled in your blankets and probably wouldn’t be able to get free without assistance—he really felt like a gigantic baby.

The only thing he had going for him was you. You—sometime earlier in the night during one of the few periods where he actually got a moment of shut-eye—managed to squeeze in between his arms to become his little spoon. When Tyler awoke, sensing the unknown warmth on his chest and around his arms, he hit his head against the wall in surprise. After that incident, though, he didn’t dare move in fear of waking you—not even to scratch the itch on his nose that had been killing him for the last twenty minutes.

You shifted in bed, turning toward him and creating soft creaks beneath you from the movement. A pang of fear shot through his heart.

Don’t wake up, don’t wake up, don’t wake up—

You groaned softly and snuggled closer to his chest, eyes shut the entire time. You were still sound asleep—snug as a bug in a rug. He closed his eyes and sighed in relief. His stress unwound itself and floated away—just as his conscious mind did too.

Tyler fell back asleep.

——

The next time he awoke, the pale glow of sunlight broke through the blinds and shone right in his face. He groaned in frustration, forgetting for a moment where—or who—the warmth next to his chest came from, and kicked his feet out in an attempt to untangle his legs from the mess of blankets—to no avail.

He opened his eyes to see you—again. He couldn’t help but smile. So, it wasn’t a dream—a hopeful fantasy. You had turned away from him again in your sleep, assuming the little spoon position once more.

Tyler turned slightly, trying to adjust himself to be more comfortable, and felt something hard touch his butt. Reluctantly, he let go of you with one of his arms and felt for the unknown object touching his butt. It was rather�� phone-shaped.

Yes, Tyler had forgotten to plug his phone in and left it in his shorts pocket. Lucky him—his phone was now on thirty percent. But, he also had an idea.

He opened the camera on his phone, leaned over, and took a picture of you fast asleep, making sure not to get himself in the picture. Then, he went to Twitter. It was, Tyler found, a little difficult to type with one hand while your other arm was pinned down, but he managed.

After posting the tweet, he put his phone back down to be lost in the sheets somewhere. He put his arm around you again and closed his eyes to try to go back to sleep. Though, the adrenaline running through his system probably wouldn’t make that an easy task.

Out of nowhere, you giggled, leaning into him. “If you wanted to cuddle with me, you could’ve just asked.”

Huh? His eyes shot open. “What—no, this was your idea,” he said. “I wouldn’t have thought about it unless…”

“Unless?”  

He swallowed the lump in his throat. “Unless… you liked me too?”

“Wait.” You turned over in bed to look him in the eye. “Are you saying you like me? That you—Mr. Tyler Scheid—like me?”

“Well, uh, yeah,” he said. “It’s kinda obvious isn’t it?”