Can You Please Write Riding Colin Or Just Fuck In His Home Office To Distract Him From Stress Bcs Of

can you please write riding colin or just fuck in his home office to distract him from stress bcs of the game :D thank you

Oh...of course😏I made it f!reader if that's okay!

Also, I got a little carried away and added some sadomasochist vibes in this one...and blood. So, may want to skip this one if you're not down with that!

NSFW WARNING - MINORS DNI (and you know what, maybe nobody read this cause i'm lowkey embarrassed lol)

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Colin had been working on his new game ever since he got home, and you were starting to get frustrated.

You and Colin hadn't been able to see each other all the time due to your work schedule, and now that you finally had time off, Colin had none. And that would not work out well because of each others...appetites for one another.

You wouldn't necessarily call yourself, or Colin, a nymphomaniac, but you did overindulge from time to time. And you absolutely could not live without that occasional overindulgence, and you knew Colin couldn't either.

You smirked as you saw Colin with his head in his hands at his desk, his computer showing yet another buffer error in his game.

You snaked your arms around Colin's shoulders from behind him. "Frustrated, darling?"

Colin huffed. "You have no idea."

"How about I fix that for you?" You whispered seductively, running your tongue along the helix of his ear, a satisfied smile coming to your lips as you forced a shiver out of him.

Colin forced himself not to smirk, swallowing a sigh that he always let out when he knew you wanted him. He wanted you too, but he wanted to make you beg first. "I have to fix this, Y/n. I don't have the time tonight."

You narrowed your eyes in suspicion, humming in thought. "I don't think you're being serious." You let your hands wander down his torso, placing kisses on the back of his neck. But before you got halfway, Colin pushed your hands away.

"Not tonight, Y/n. Let me work."

Ah, so that's the game he wanted to play tonight. Well, you'd just have to play some games of your own.

You quickly stripped down, the sound of your clothes hitting the floor gaining Colin's attention. "What do you think you're doing?"

You smirked, taking a seat on the loveseat in his office across from him, spreading your legs and rubbing your hands over your breasts. "Well, if you're not gonna satisfy me, I'll just have to do it myself."

Colin tried to show no emotion as you put two of your fingers in your mouth, sucking on them and getting them wet. You knew he was trying to fight the urge of taking you right then and there, but you knew you still had some work to do to get him to break. But if his fogged up glasses were any indication, you were positive he'd break first.

Colin silently sucked in a breath as you started to trail your fingers down your body, biting your lip as you pushed both of them inside you. He quickly turned back around in his chair, determined not to give in. He could hold out. He was strong-willed. You would be begging for him first. But Colin quickly felt his pants getting tighter as he heard the squelching sounds that came from behind him as you finger fucked yourself, sighing and whining wantonly. He tried to ignore the cute little gasps that escaped your lips when you started to rub your clit.

"I wish these were your fingers touching me like this, Colin." You moaned, causing Colin to dig his nails into the palms of his hands.

"Fuck." Colin spat, slamming his hands flat on his desk, finally standing up from his chair and stomping towards you. He quickly slapped your hands away from your dripping cunt harshly, grabbing a fistful of your hair and crashing his lips onto yours.

You yelped as Colin bit down on your bottom lip roughly, cutting into the soft flesh and drawing blood, both you and Colin tasting the coppery tang on your tongues as they fought each other. He soon replaced your fingers with his, easily slipping three of his fingers inside you, chuckling darkly as he felt you squeeze around him.

"This what you wanted, pet?" Colin growled, forcing a cry out of you as he thrusted his digits in and out of you roughly, his bloodied lips smirking as he saw a couple tears run down your face. "What? Can't take it?" He then pulled you down from the loveseat onto your knees, hastily taking his hardened cock out. "Take this instead."

Colin forced your mouth open, stuffing it with his dick, quickly making you gag as he hit the back of your throat again and again, finally stopping to let you breathe. "Sometimes it's hard for me to decide which I like better, your mouth or your cunt. Both take me so well." He thrusted into your mouth again, groaning loudly as you sucked him, ripping off his own shirt.

Colin gasped as you grabbed his balls tightly, standing up and wrapping your other hand around his throat even tighter. "This wasn't how it was supposed to go, my dear." You pushed him down on the loveseat roughly, quickly straddling him before he had the chance to move. "Darling, you've been working all day, you must be starving, hmm?" You moved so you straddled the bottom half of his face, lowering yourself down onto him, his tongue quick to lap up your arousal and his eyes staring up at you with longing.

You moaned loudly, grabbing onto Colin's bleached hair as you rode his tongue, the momentum of touching yourself and the added pleasure from Colin getting you so close to your release. "Fuck, I'm so close." You exclaimed, the lower half of your body flushing with an intense heat as your muscles tensed up, soon untensing along with the climax that made you let out a loud moan.

You cried out as Colin kept tonguing at your overstimulated clit, the pleasure quickly becoming painful. "Colin, stop, please!" You whined. "It's too much!" You squirmed vigorously, trying to escape his relentless hold on you. "Please, baby, please...I can't take it..." You begged, letting out a sigh of relief when Colin finally stopped. But the overstimulation didn't stop you from going back to pleasure him, ripping off his pants and underwear, and rubbing your hand up and down his erection.

"Resilient, aren't you?" Colin smirked, throwing his head back as you sucked on the head of his cock.

You soon stopped, moving to straddle him once again, lining up his cock with your entrance. Colin let out another groan as you lowered yourself onto him. "Fuck, Y/n. Forget what I said before, I love your pussy more than your mouth."

"What a relief." You sassed, rolling your hips to elicit a moan from the man beneath you. "I love seeing you like this, at my mercy."

Colin raised a brow. "At your mercy?" He chuckled. "I don't think-" You grabbed a hold of his balls once more, rendering him speechless and only able to whimper, just how you wanted him.

"Keep this up, darling, and I won't let you come at all. Maybe you should start behaving." You smirked when Colin finally shut his mouth, causing you to reward him by slowly bouncing up and down on his cock.

Colin whined at your slow pace, trying desperately to keep himself from plowing into you. "Fuck, you're gonna kill me, Y/n...can you go a little faster?"

"Sorry, what was that?" You teased.

"Can you move faster?" Colin asked with a raised voice.

"Maybe...if you beg."

Colin gently slammed the back of his head onto the couch cushion beneath him, annoyed with your teasing but also annoyed at how quickly he decided to obey you. "Please, Y/n, can you move a bit faster? Please."

You leaned down and kissed him roughly, just like he had done to you, biting down hard enough to draw blood. You wrapped one of your hands around his throat as you sat back up, bouncing on his cock at a vigorous pace. You smirked as Colin let out strangled moans, admiring the way the blood from your lips mixed with his.

You gasped as Colin grabbed onto your hips roughly, flipping you over so that you were beneath him, and started thrusting in and out of you like his life depended on it, causing you to squeal. "Colin!" You cried.

"You didn't think I'd let you get away with that, did you? This cunt belongs to me, and I'll do what I damn please with it." Colin lightly slapped you across the cheek, roughly grabbing your jaw with one hand and forcing you to look up at him. "Do you understand me, darling?" He grinned darkly. You nodded, causing Colin to slap you again, a little harder this time. "Use your words, slut."

"Yes, Colin!"

"Good girl." He let go of your jaw, using one hand to hold himself up and the other to grip onto your hip tightly, surely tight enough to form bruises. You almost screamed when he started to rub your still oversensitive clit, added with his relentless thrusting, you felt like you were going to die. "You're gonna come for me again, okay? I wanna feel you come around me."

You didn't think you could, but Colin had a way of getting your body to do what he wanted.

Colin kissed you sweetly and delicately, a great contrast from how rough he was being on your pussy. That juxtapose caused shocks to pulsate through your core, the pleasure you felt making you dig your nails into Colin's back, causing him to groan from the delicious sting. "You're close, baby, I can feel it." Colin smiled breathlessly. "I am too."

You finally let out a strangled scream as your second orgasm seemed to knock the lifeforce out of you, the intensity of it making your vision go hazy for a few seconds, leaving you limp and drained of energy. All you could do was whine and whimper as Colin chased his own orgasm, exhaling shakily as he released inside you and pulling out to watch it leak out of your wrecked cunt with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Are you okay?" Colin asked as he gently caressed the slightly red mark on your face.

You smiled lazily, pulling him down to kiss him softly.

"I'll take that as a yes?"

"I guess you'll have to get back to work now?" You huffed.

Colin hummed in thought, looking back at his computer then back to you. "Nah. Let's just go to bed, yeah?"

You grinned happily as Colin picked you up like a princess, carrying you to the bedroom.

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yup, definitely got a little carried away...yikes, sorry bout that😳🤦🏻‍♀️ But like, I also watched those movies Nymphomaniac I & II and...yeah, sure, I'll use that as an excuse

Can you please do a smutty continuation of tattoos please???

I am such a thirsty bitch, so of course I will! I kinda got a little carried away with this one, it has got the SPICE. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

*NSFW WARNING - MINORS DNI*

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When you and Thomas would have arguments about this, that, and the other, it never went farther than a makeup make out session.

But hearing Thomas say that he loved you for the first time, it lit a fire in you that you knew wouldn't be put out by a simple make out session.

You held Thomas' hand tightly as you both rushed back to camp, quickly finding yourselves in the privacy of your shared hut. Your nerves were skyrocketing, the anticipation of what was to come exciting you and making your hands shake.

Before the Maze, you and Thomas had only been intimate a few times. You both had only just started to learn about each other's bodies before W.C.K.D. separated you. At the back of your mind, you wondered how much you would remember about how to please each other. There have been plenty of opportunities to be with each other ever since coming to the Safe Haven, but no other moment felt right until this night.

When Thomas kept looking back at you with an excited grin, you knew everything would be okay.

As soon as the door was shut, Thomas lifted you up in his arms, carrying you effortlessly to the bed. You giggled as Thomas threw you onto the bed, quickly placing himself to hover over you as he kissed and nipped at your neck. He grinned wide as he helped you remove your shirt, trailing sloppy kisses across your collarbones, licking up your jaw until he came back to your lips.

You quickly flipped Thomas over so that you were straddling him, helping him remove his own shirt then stopping to simply look at him, slowly trailing your digits down his torso while trying to catch your breath.

Thomas couldn't help but blush under your intense gaze, just one look conveying how much you loved him. "You mean so much to me." He whispered, sitting up and wrapping his arms around you, trailing soft kisses up your neck.

Thomas' skin felt scorching against yours, his teeth gently pulling at your sensitive flesh making you sigh heavily.

You brought Thomas' hand up to your mouth, kissing his knuckles. You smiled seeing his tattoo, your name being a permanent reminder of your unique connection. You placed a gentle kiss to the ink, Thomas letting out a surprised moan, quickly replacing it with a sharp chuckle. "That felt so good." He awed.

"What?" You giggled, confused.

"When you kissed the tattoo, it felt...really fucking good."

"H-How? It's just a tattoo."

"I don't know." Thomas stammered, a wide grin on his face as he brought your tattooed wrist up to his mouth.

You gasped as Thomas licked across your wrist, a spark of electricity jolting through your body that went straight to your clit. "What the fuck?" You quietly exclaimed.

"You felt that, right?"

It was an odd discovery. All this time, you've never had that happen, you and Thomas never really gave any special attention to each of your tattoos either. If W.C.K.D. did give you those tattoos, why would they make it so that it felt so amazing to have it kissed or licked by each other? Maybe they didn't put those tattoos there, but it was some other divine being that connected you. Either way, the thought that you and Thomas might truly be soulmates aroused you to no end.

You crashed your lips back against Thomas', starting to slowly grind yourself on his hard erection, the sudden friction making Thomas groan into your mouth. You pulled back to unclip your bra, Thomas staring at your breasts with half lidded eyes, getting high off just the sight of you.

You sighed heavily when Thomas took one of your nipples into his mouth, his hot, wet tongue causing more heat to pool at your core, making you ache painfully for him. Thomas hummed in satisfaction when you let out an impatient whine, trailing back to bite down on your bottom lip gently. "These need to come off." Thomas growled, pulling at the button of your pants.

You chuckled when Thomas flipped you over, kissing and biting his way down your torso until he arrived at the hem of your pants, slowly pulling them down your legs. You watched with lust filled eyes as he took the waistband of your underwear in between his teeth, pulling them down your legs just as slow, all while keeping eye contact with you.

You whined frustratingly as you felt Thomas' breath on your core, almost feeling his peach fuzz on your flesh before he moved back up to kiss your pouting lips. You didn't stay frustrated for long before you felt one of Thomas' digits slide in between your folds, smiling smugly at your breathy moan. "So impatient..." He smirked, watching your expression intensely as he inserted a finger into you easily, almost moaning in sync with you. "And so wet for me..."

You gasped as Thomas inserted another digit while thumbing your clit, then leaning down to devour your moans as he finger fucked you. You held onto the back of head roughly, tangling your fingers in his hair, eliciting a groan from him. With your other hand, you reached down and started to palm his still clothed erection. "These need to come off too." You whispered as you placed a kiss just below his ear.

Thomas removed his fingers from you to reach for his belt buckle, only for you to stop him. "Let me." You smirked as you pushed him down below you, quickly undoing his buckle and taking his off his pants with fervor.

You smiled up at Thomas' needy gaze as you placed a kiss on his brief covered cock, just the simple act making his throb with anticipation. You then freed his erection, hearing a sigh of relief from the man as you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock. "Fuck, Y/n..." He whispered, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

You quickly leaning forward to grab his hand and move it away from his mouth. "Don't do that. I wanna hear you, baby." You continued sucking the head of his dick, his wanton sighs of pleasure traveling straight to your core.

You lowered your mouth further on his dick, surprising yourself with how far you got without gagging, hearing Thomas' first actual moan making you feel a sense of pride. Maybe you haven't forgotten how to please him.

You smirked as you felt Thomas buck against you, his needy moans getting louder the faster you bobbed your head, eventually he stopped you. "You were gonna make me come, baby. I want this to last."

Thomas gently cupped your face and leaned forward, kissing you passionately as you moved to straddle him, moaning into his mouth as you started to grind yourself on his now saliva coated cock. But he quickly flipped you over yet again, not breaking the kiss while kneading your breasts, placing himself in between your legs.

You felt yourself throb at the sight of Thomas pumping his cock, lining himself up at your entrance, first looking to you in confirmation. "Please, Thomas..." You begged, the need for him was all you could think about.

You and Thomas both moaned loudly as he pushed himself inside you, stretching your walls deliciously. "Fuck..." Thomas stuttered, your cunt perfectly encompassing his cock.

Thomas wasted no time, thrusting into you at a mildly brisk pace, his cock quickly finding your G spot, his quicken pace hitting it over and over again made you see stars, your eyelids fluttering closed as you held on to Thomas' shoulders for dear life. "Oh, Thomas..." You moaned, "you feel so g-good..."

You cried out as Thomas thrusted at a harsher pace, him groaning loudly as he felt your walls clench around him tightly. "Ah, I'm so close." Thomas moaned, a thin sheen of sweat coating his forehead, as was yours.

"Touch me, Thomas, please."

Thomas eagerly reached down, using his middle and index fingers to rub your clit in fast tight circles, taking your hand and placing rough sloppy kisses on your tattoo, the sensation so intense your grip on Thomas' shoulders tightened to the point you broke skin, the sudden stinging pain causing his cock to twitch inside you.

Thomas' moans got louder as he neared his climax, burying his head in your neck, biting down on your flesh slightly while still keeping a constant stimulation on your clit. Suddenly feeling a rush of heat to your core, you brought Thomas' lips to yours, leaning your forehead against his, looking into his eyes as long as you could before they eventually closed tightly as your orgasm washed over you.

You then grabbed his wrist, copying his previous actions and kissing on his tattoo, causing his eyes to widen and let out an animalistic growl.

"Yes, Y/n, fuck!" Thomas groaned, your walls pulsing around him as you rode out your intense orgasm and your tongue on his tattoo making him reach his own climax, moaning your name as he filled you up with his cum.

Thomas collapsed beside you, wiping away the bead of sweat that had traveled down the side of his face while you placed your head on his chest with an exhausted, content sigh. You smiled as you heard his heartbeat slowly even out, relaxing as you ran your fingers up and down his torso. "Why did we wait so long to start doing this again?" Thomas chuckled, taking your hand and giving your knuckles a gentle kiss.

You chuckled back, shrugging. "I don't know. I guess we've just been so busy with everything else."

"Yeah." Thomas replied softly, gently grabbing your jaw and guiding your lips to his. "I've missed this, being with you."

You smiled fondly. "Me too."

Thomas opened his mouth to say something but hesitated, but seeing the lovingly curious look in your eyes, he had to say this. "I...If you're that worried, I won't go back." Thomas almost melted when he saw your eyes light up.

"Really?"

"I have everything I could ever need right here, right next to me." Thomas said as he caressed your cheek, looking at you like you were the whole universe.

You blushed, his statement bringing tears to your eyes. "Only if that's want you really want. If you're dead set on going back, I won't stop you."

Thomas shook his head. "I wouldn't risk our relationship for anything...anything."

You quickly pulled Thomas in for another passionate kiss, finally reaching a true understanding feeling just as amazing as the orgasm that he had just given you. "I love you so much." You grinned, planting kisses all over his face.

Thomas chuckled, laying back down and pulling you to lay on his chest again, the both of you feeling like all was right in your own little world.

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if i had a dick, it would be hard right now

NSFW Alphabet - Gally

I've literally been trying to take a nap for about an hour now, but I can't stop thinking about my opinions about Gally. To be blunt, I am a thirsty bitch.

Warning: this gets a bit intense...excuse me while I hardcore blush

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Gally's personality does a complete 180 after sex. Soft kisses, cuddles, affirmations, and making sure you had a good time and nothing was too much for you. Literally turns into a giant teddy bear.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His hands, mostly because you love them so much. He likes them because he needs them to do literally anything, especially being a Builder, and he loves the way they look wrapped around your throat. But he also loves whenever you compliment his eyes, it makes him feel special.

As for you, this boy is 100% a thigh guy. He loves squeezing them, and loves being between them. Your ass would be a close second, there is not a day that goes by where he randomly smacks it as he walks past you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Gally is not afraid to get a little dirty, he'd cum anywhere on your body honestly. He especially loves cumming on your tits or in your mouth, he adores the fact that you swallow.😛

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sorta can also be part of the cum category, but he's always fantasized about filling every one of your orifices to the brim with his cum, the thought alone never fails to make him pitch a tent.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very cause of the whole being trapped in the Glade thing, but he's a very quick learner and loves to learn even more.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves a good doggy style, grabbing your throat from behind and making you arch backward so your face meets his so he can kiss you mmm *chef's kiss*

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Depends on what kind of session you're having, but typically, Gally is super serious during sex.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't really care to groom down there too often, but he does keep it clean and trims from time to time.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Again, depends, but he absolutely can be super romantic. He loves keeping eye contact, holding your hands, and he can be really delicate when he wants to be.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If he's super horny and you're not in the mood, he might get himself off sometimes. But he can be really patient and wait until you're into it, just makes for a better session really

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

It'd be easier to list off the things he doesn't like. He loves spanking, hair pulling, choking (on his dick), biting, scratching, slapping, a bit of bondage and blindfolding, slight degradation (he loves calling you his pretty little slut/whore), orgasm denial and edging, and certain types of edgeplay...cough cough...he also loves it when you address him as "Sir" or "Daddy"...cough

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the privacy of your own place, he doesn't like the idea of someone catching you guys in the act and seeing you in a way that's meant for his eyes only

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You could be doing the most innocent thing in the world, and he could get turned on. You could literally just be sitting out in the meadow of the Glade or Safe Haven, admiring the beauty of a flower then all of a sudden, Gally would be dragging you back to your shared hut🤦🏻‍♀️

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Despite being a kinky little shit, Gally would never ever pressure you to do something that you weren't 100% sure about. He would not hurt you if you didn't ask first.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man will literally force you to sit on his face (consensually). But, he can't deny how absolutely gorgeous you look with your mouth around his cock. Expect a lot of "good girl" comments to be thrown your way

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Most of the time, he loves it pretty rough, as you could probably tell by his list of kinks. But if you're having a bad day, he would automatically know rough isn't what you need. And if you asked, he'd be slow and gentle for you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Gally doesn't mind quickies, but he prefers to take his time with you most of the time. If your both having a busy day and can't spend a lot of time together in that way, quickies are a good option for sure.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Gally loves to experiment. At first, he didn't really realize what he liked before you came along. When you two started the sexual side of your relationship, he was pretty eager to try a lot of things and certain things just clicked in his head like "yep, this is what I like." But he loves when you suggest things you want to try, he's always game, but you'll never get away with suggesting things without a bit of teasing from him

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's pretty strong in general, so he can go at least three rounds. He loves to exhaust you and most of the time, you tap out before he does.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Still, don't think toys exist in the apocalypse, but if they did: Gally would love to use toys on you. He's pretty confident in his ability to please you himself, so trying out toys seemed like a natural evolution of your sex journey together. He can get very creative 😉

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Gally not liking the idea of sneaking around in public, does not mean he wouldn't excessively tease you all day in the Glade and/or Safe Haven. Teasing you is honestly one of his favorite things to do. Flexing his muscles while working is a must, he knows how much it can fluster you. Some ass slaps throughout the day, whispering filthy things in your ear, and sometimes he straight up tries to finger you at the lunch table while keeping up a normal conversation with other guys while your suffering and barely keeping a poker face.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's not loud in a sense that he moans a lot, but he loves to dirty talk, you might even say it's one of his specialties. Just him talking alone can get you off. He moans when he starts to get close to his release, but he still keeps up the dirty talk with heavy panting breaths until a loud grunt escapes his mouth as he finishes.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

One time, he just spend an entire day dedicated to your pleasure. He planned it all in advance, taking a day off work in the Safe Haven and keeping you inside your shared hut to work his magic on you. You couldn't even see straight by the time he was done with you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Uh, I think it's kinda obvious. Have you seen the way he walks? Have you seen the way he manspreads while sitting? The dude is packing, for sure.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It was pretty high even before you came along, so you've just made him worse really

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He always makes sure you fall asleep first, it makes him feel like he's protecting you in a way. He rests easier knowing you're safe in his arms.

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Yikes, that was a lot.🥵🥵🥵Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned greatly. Gally just turns me into a different person, man, I can't explain it

oh beloved writer can you please write a christmas date imagine for will poulter (even though it’s still summer) just pure fluff, where the reader and will go out to like a diner and then go buy a tree for their apartment (it’s their first christmas living together) and set it up and dance to christmas music and it’s super domestic and soft and fluffy thank you bff

Of course, my love! And hey, if Christmas in July can be a thing, so can Christmas in August. And oh boy, I made this one so sweet you might get cavities, so just, beware of that.

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You were excited, to put it lightly. This was the first Christmas you and you partner, Will, would be having while living together. You knew it was cheesy, but you wanted it to feel special.

You made reservations at this really fancy restaurant in the fanciest part of town. A bit over the top on your part, but you wanted to make this Christmas one to remember fondly.

You still haven't gotten a tree yet, so that was on your to-do list as well. You hoped there would be some nice trees to choose from.

Some people would've probably thought you were going mad with how much you wanted everything to be perfect, and yeah, you kind of were. But you completely ignored your logic and reasoning.

You bought a really nice outfit for yourself to wear to the restaurant, Christmassy but not too Christmassy, you weren't wearing reindeer antlers or red and green bells. It was simple, may or may not to somewhat match Will's outfit that he was going to wear.

With Will's hand in yours, you walked to your car and headed to the restaurant and got there a few minutes early, which was historical for you. You smiled along with Will as you entered the warm building, a pleasant contrast from the winter cold outside. "Hi! Reservation for L/n?" You asked bubbly, the evening already going so well that you were sure nothing could dampen your spirits.

It took a minute for the hostess to check, as the place was fairly busy due to the holidays. "Um, I'm sorry, I don't see your name here."

You immediately tensed, a half a second of anger bolting through you before you simply smiled understandingly. "Can you double check, please? I'm certain it's there, I called this in a week ago." You chuckled nervously.

"I'm sorry, but there is no reservation under L/n."

Your smiled dropped, your eye involuntarily twitching a couple times before your cleared your throat. "That...that can't be right."

Will turned to you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. It happens. We can just go somewhere else." He smiled softly. You frowned in response, turning back to the hostess with pleading eyes, only to get a tight lipped smile as another apology.

You hung your head for a second, before walking out of the building at a quick pace, dead silent as you sat back in your car. Will cautiously got into the car, anxiously anticipating your eventual release of your frustration.

"What the fuck?!" You yelled into your steering wheel, causing Will to jump at the sudden outburst, even when he was expecting it. "I booked that table a week ago! Will, you were right next to me when I called the place!" You pleaded to no one, feeling defeated and pissed off. "Ugh..." You drawled out, collapsing against your seat.

Will couldn't help but chuckle at your cute pouting face, reaching over to gently massage your thigh. "It's okay, darling! This is just a minor setback. I'm sure there are other places we can go."

Yes, there were other places you could go, none of them fancy restaurants. You felt even more defeated when you had to settle for some fast food place. This is absolutely not how you wanted this evening to go.

You stared down at your burger and fries with distain. "This should be an overpriced steak at an overpriced fancy restaurant with live music, arrogant chefs and overly nice waiters who wear really fancy suits and ties." You mumbled.

Will raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound quite as nice as being in an almost empty fast food place with no one to bother us. And I quite like my food, I haven't found a single hair in it, so it's practically 5-star."

You rolled your eyes as you chuckled at his silliness. "At least we still get to pick out a Christmas tree, that should be fun."

"Hopefully we won't get hypothermia out in this weather. So, what type of tree are you thinking we get?"

You smiled dreamily. "I've always wanted a full, thick Frasier fir."

"Ambitious. A Frasier fir it is."

It might've been a bit too ambitious, because when you got to one of the only places in town that sold Christmas trees, there were no such trees in sight. They had all been sold out apparently. No worry, there would probably be one at another place. Nope, none there. So, you drove to the last place in town and lo and behold, no thick firs in sight.

"I think the world's against me."

Will trapped you in a hug from behind as you stood dumbfounded at the selection of trees available. Some of them could give Charlie Brown's Christmas tree a run for its money.

"What about that one?" Will pointed towards the corner of the small field you two stood in.

You laughed when you finally saw what he was looking at. The tree was a fir, but it looked so bare that you could call it a Charlie Brown tree. "You can't be serious."

"I'm deadly serious." He smirked, letting you go to jog eagerly to the pitiful looking tree. You chuckled sadly as he held onto it, the thing wasn't even as tall as Will, and even skinnier. "Ain't it a beauty?" He said in a slightly Australian accent, almost cringing at himself.

No.

"I guess."

The look of pure childlike joy on Will's face, you couldn't deny him that stupid tree. It was so small, you could probably fit it in your car, but you didn't want to clean up all the needles it would shed. It fastened to the roof of your car easily, too easily.

By the time you had set it up in your living room with Will, the tree kind of grew on you; it was like an ugly dog, so ugly it was cute, you supposed. Once it had all the decorations on, it didn't look too bad, but it still wasn't what you hoped for. It seemed this whole day you planned out to the T, nothing went the way you wanted it to, and that was a bit disheartening. What annoyed you, surprisingly, was Will's overwhelming optimism. Usually, it was endearing, but today was not one of those days where you needed optimism.

"You okay, Y/n?" Will asked intuitively.

"It's just...this day went to shit. How can you be so...perfect?"

Will blushed at your phrasing, but he knew what you meant. "I was annoyed with certain things today, the restaurant issues, for sure. But, it wasn't enough to put me in a bad mood all day. I chose to let it go so that we could have a good time, that's all."

You frowned, suddenly feeling really guilty. "I was in such a bad mood all day." You huffed, taking a seat on your couch. "I ruined this whole day..."

"No!" Will rushed over to you. "I didn't mean it like that, I-"

"I know, but you're right. I shouldn't have acted like such a child. I'm sorry."

Will smiled sadly. "Darling, you certainly did not ruin anything. None of this was your fault and you behaved how any normal person would. But even after all that happened, I still had an amazing time. We had a nice, quiet dinner. And we got our own little Charlie Brown tree." He chuckled. "Didn't you have a nice time too?"

You smiled sheepishly. "I did."

"We don't have to go to the fanciest restaurant or buy the nicest Christmas tree to have a nice time together. We could've stayed inside all day and I wouldn't have cared, just being here with you is what makes me the happiest."

You couldn't help but lean forwards to kiss him, so incredibly grateful that he was in your life. "Well, I'd say our first Christmas will be one to remember."

"Oh, it's not over yet." He added, causing you to furrow your brows in curiosity. He only winked as he walked to the other side of the room, fiddling with the record player.

"No..." You groaned playfully as Last Christmas by Wham! echoed through your apartment.

Will nodded, a cheeky smile playing on his lips. "Oh yeah, come on." He held out his hand to you, motioning for you to take it. You giggled as he started to lip sync the lyrics, shimmying his shoulders as he still waiting for you to take his hand.

"Oh my god." You blushed, finally taking his hand and him instantly pulling you up and grabbing you by the waist to pull you into a hug, violently swaying to the music. "Will!" You laughed uncontrollably.

"What? You don't like my dance moves?" He grinned.

"You're gonna break me if you keep doing that." You grinned back.

Will shook his head, toning down the fast swaying and settled into a relaxing sway, looking into your eyes fondly. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

You blushed, resting your head and hiding your face on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat much better music than any Christmas song you've ever listened to.

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Punished

(Gally x Reader)

Requested by @magnoliabloomfield, hope you like it! I was honestly surprised at how easily this one flowed. Strap in for some pining and (of course) a generous helping of fluff. Enjoy!

If you asked around the glade how the only girl had ended up on the builders’ team, of all the possible choices, not many would be able to give a definite answer.

It came as a shock to the majority of the boys when you volunteered to become one full-time, and an even bigger shock when Gally himself spoke up in favor of you joining. Everyone had assumed the gruff Keeper of the Builders would take the longest to warm up to you, let alone to even consider making you one of them. However, it was more than clear that you had done something to prove that you belonged there. Otherwise he never would’ve done it.

You were glad he had, though. Because now, a few months after you’d officially become a builder, you could sincerely say, without an inkling of a doubt in your heart, that Gally had become your closest friend.

At least, that’s what you kept telling yourself he was to you… your friend.

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Close Call

(Gally x Reader)

Requested by the wonderful @ultraintrovertedgryffindor ♥️ We all know that Grievers only roam around at night, but for the sake of the plot let’s pretend they can during the day as well. Okay? Okay. Enjoy!

Maybe someone had made a terrible mistake. Maybe someone had a very twisted sense of humor. Maybe someone thought the gladers were getting too comfortable and wanted to do a little something to rattle them.

All of those sounded like plausible reasons as to why you, a girl, had been sent into a maze full of only boys. You had no idea how or why it had happened, all you knew was that it was just as much of a shock to them as it was to you.

You probably would’ve been more frightened, given the unique circumstances. However, to your immense relief, the boys had very quickly established that they meant you no harm, and so far, not one of them had given you a reason to doubt it.

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