#Doctor Noah Sebastian
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Diagnosis
Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader
Words: 4.1k
Warnings: Smut (18+, fingering, female!receiving), PnV pls wrap it b4 u tap it, male!recieving, choking, doctor x patient (uncomfy situation so pls don't read if the idea of a doctor being unethical isn't your vibe- it is also not my vibe but yk, Dr. Davis can do anything to me lol)
Prompt: You had no idea your past highschool school hook-up would be your substitute doctor during your annual check-up; but let's just say you were in desperate need of a physical.
Author note: LOL I AM GOING TO HELLLLL - but also I've seen so many Dr. Davis ideas I had to create one myself; so thank you to especially (@valiantroeagleangel) whose work inspired me. You are wonderful. And shout out to some sexy phrases by @loveisanimaginarydagger3000 - I’m weak
THIS IS A FANFIC USING REAL PEOPLE IN A FICTIONAL SITUATION! I AM NOT IMPLYING THAT THIS PERSON WOULD DO THIS IRL OR ACT LIKE THIS! ITS FICTION!
Tags: @sammyjoeee @cookiesupplier @th4t-em0-k1d @dsireland86 @whenthesummerdies @spicywhenspeaking @gretaswhore28 @veronicaphoenix @lma1986 @calleyx13 @somewhere-diamond @talialovesmiw @auratheopossumwitch
(I wasn't sure who I should tag, and if you would like to be tagged in one-shots please let me know! If you’d like to me to remove you as well pls also let me know!! I just took some tags that I've had in past one-shots, and those I think would enjoy! <3)
You picked at your fingernails nervously as you sat in the waiting room, your leg bouncing up and down rapidly.
Something about Doctors’ offices always made you nervous, especially when it involved a doctor that wasn’t your own. You were getting a routine check-up and your first pap smear, scheduled with your regular doctor, but she had a last-minute family emergency. This meant you were going to be inspected by someone else, and that thought made you slightly uneasy.
You played with the mask that covered your nose, pinching at the metal band that rested on the bridge before tugging at the string.
The old woman next to you watched your anxious wading with curious eyes, and you simply shifted in your seat, avoiding her gaze.
Your name was finally called and you followed the nurse, allowing her to check your height, and then leading you into a room located at the end of the hall.
She sat you down, your legs crunching beneath the paper as she placed the blood pressure bump along your arm, squeezing until it tightened and let go.
“Your blood pressure seems to be a little high?” She said, eyebrows furrowing.
You rubbed your hands nervously between your thighs, “I’m just a little anxious.”
Her eyes smiled, indicating a soft grin beneath the mask she wore, “You’ll be just fine. Dr. Davis is a fantastic doctor.”
His name rang off her tongue, piquing your interest. Davis. You knew someone with that last name in high school.
“You can take your mask off in here by the way. Just set it on the side.” She nodded before leaving and you sat there for a few more moments, nervously shifting in your seat.
After a few minutes, you heard a soft knock on the door and you sat up straight, anticipating the man who would be taking care of you today.
The door opened and a man with soft chestnut hair that fell slightly in front of his face walked in, thin-framed glasses sat promptly on top of his nose, covered by a black mask. He hadn’t looked up from the clipboard that was in his hands as he kicked the door closed with his foot gently, tattooed fingers holding up the top page as his eyes skimmed rapidly over the words.
“How’s it going? I’m Dr. Davis.” His voice fell from his lips in a firm but gentle tone and your eyes widened in surprise as you remembered the faint lisp at the end of his ‘s’, and the twang in his accent.
“Hi,” you whispered as you absorbed his image, eyes skimming over his white coat that draped down his long body. The light-blue button-up sat tightly against his neck. You swallowed gently at the ink that crawled just above the collar, sinched between a black tie traced with binary code as the pattern.
“Y/N Y/L/N?” He asked with a curious tone, gaze immediately leaving the page as his orbs met your own, and your heart raced as his ochre eyes bore into yours.
His professionalism dropped slightly as his eyes skimmed over your face in recognition, and your lips parted slightly. He stood still, frozen in remembrance before he coughed, setting the clipboard on the counter and taking a seat next to his computer.
Noah Sebastian Davis is your doctor.
He immediately avoided your gaze as your face began to warm, and you crossed your legs, feeling vulnerable under his authority as he sat there, distracting himself with his computer.
Your high school hookup is your doctor.
“Well,” He began typing, a soft waver barely evident in his voice, “It’s been a long time.”
“Thirteen years,” You licked your lips quickly, smiling shyly as you stared at your legs, glancing up every so often to steal a look at your doctor. You felt even more nervous than before as the man who sat in front of you eventually turned, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he watched you intensely.
“Look, let’s just keep this professional. If you’re more comfortable with someone else I can get another doctor in here.” He said monotonously, leaning over his lap as his elbows rested on his knees.
You mustered a small smile as your chest hammered, eyes grazing across the tattoos embedded into his fingers Memories of the way they used to dance along your skin left your stomach swirling.
“It’s alright, I don’t mind…” Your thoughts trailed off as you looked at the ground, “if you don’t mind?”
Dr. Davis maintained strict eye contact, his voice proper and fixed, “It’s my job to remain professional and competent. I strive for nothing but efficiency, and I’ll have you in and out Mrs. Y/L/N.”
“Miss,” You corrected quietly, picking at your nails again.
Something flashed across his eyes at the realization, and your ears flushed as you adjusted yourself on the examination table.
He turned on the chair again, fingers tapping on the keyboard.
“Let’s go through some medical history to clarify things under your files. It seems you usually have Dr. Thomas, am I correct?”
You hummed in confirmation, nodding along.
“Any health concerns to bring up in your visit today?”
You shook your head, “Just a routine check-up and a pap smear.”
Dr. Davis nodded along, shifting in his seat at the mention of a pap, his hand reaching to pull against his collar as if loosening the tension that was building within the room.
“Any issues regarding mental health?”
You shook your head.
“Eating and drinking well?”
You nodded.
“Any allergies?”
You shook your head.
“Sexually active?”
You noticed his voice hither slightly, as he glanced over at you briefly, before fixating his eyes on the computer again.
“Not like, regularly.”
He shifted in his seat, nodding.
“Multiple partners?”
“Uhm,” you began to stutter nervously at his questions, “A few. Not frequently changing.”
It was a routine check-up, you reminded yourself. Doctors asked these questions.
You shrugged, eyes skimming up towards him again as his eyes bore into you once again, your abdomen clenching as his gaze darkened.
“How many since me?”
You coughed, caught off guard as you stared at him in disbelief, “P-pardon?”
He didn’t repeat the question, but instead continued typing, clicking away at your file.
“Three,” You then said, watching him carefully and he hummed in response.
“Anything else you think I should know?” He asked, returning to his cool, professional composure.
You shook your head again, watching as his chest heaved slowly as he stood up. He grabbed the stethoscope that hung around his neck, and you watched as he placed the ends in his ears before standing in front of you, maintaining a distance.
“Let me check your lungs… can you take your jacket off?” He asked, watching you carefully as you peeled off the layer, placing it to the side.
Dr. Davis then sat next to you on the examination table and your heart began to pick up pace at the proximity of his body, his cologne melting into your senses.
His shoulder brushed against yours as he leaned behind you to place the end of the stethoscope on top of your back.
He asked you to take in a deep breath, and you inhaled swiftly, attempting to exhale in a slow, controlled pattern; but the breath that left your lungs was shaky and uneven.
“Sorry,” you whispered, and he ran the stethoscope across your back again, this time placing it underneath your shirt, the cold metal causing a shiver to run down your body.
“Three more,” He asked gently and you obliged, each breath faltering again as your heart raced.
There was no doubt he could hear the thump of your heart pick up as his warm fingers gently skimmed your skin as he controlled the stethoscope; knowing how nervous his proximity made you.
He pulled away, staring at your flushed face before leaning behind you to grab an ear otoscope.
“Just going to check your ears,” he said as his warm hands pulled along your ear, his warm breath creating goosebumps along the skin in your neck as the hairs stood up.
Your stomach butterflied as he then grabbed a wooden popsicle stick, standing in front of you now, placed between your legs.
“open,” he commanded and you obliged, sticking out your tongue and making an ‘ah’ sound.
Dr. Davis held underneath your chin to look up at him as he placed the wood on top of your tongue, pressing down slightly. Your abdomen clenched as a rush of emotions ran through your body, making eye contact with the tattooed doctor as he stared back, not even looking at the back of your throat as your mouth was agape, open widely for him.
You wanted nothing more than to reach up and pull against the fabric of his mask, greedily wanting to expose his lips to see the rest of his face and smile, to see how handsome he had gotten with age.
Your chest heaved as his fingers slid from underneath your chin, trailing down your throat with firm but gentle fingertips, the tension between you building as seconds passed by. He pulled back his hand, along with the popsicle stick, and your mouth closed slowly as he took a step back.
As he turned from you, the way he slid his hand into his pocket to readjust himself didn’t go unnoticed, before he faced you again, nodding curtly.
“I’ll let you get undressed from the waist down. You can place this blanket over yourself, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He averted his gaze as he opened the door, closing it gently behind him.
You let out a breath as your mind began to race. The way your mind kept tracing back to years of messing around with him in high school sent your stomach into a lustful spiral, the warmth of his inked fingers relighting years of memories he engraved into your skin.
Noah had given you years of orgasms, some of the best you ever had. None of your other lovers had compared to him, and your body knew this, sparking complete excitement at his presence once again.
You shifted on your feet embarrassed at this, peeling off your jeans as you folded them neatly on the chair. You slid off your black panties, placing them on top of your pants before lying down on the bed, the cool air causing you to shiver.
Or perhaps, it was the fact Noah was going to be extremely close to your intimate space after so many years of deprivation.
You two hooked up on and off for years during adolescence, never forming a relationship beyond that; even though you always wanted to.
You always had feelings for Noah, but you knew he wanted nothing more than to fuck you senselessly, and then part ways. No strings attached.
After high school graduation, you two parted, never speaking to each other again. You had always wondered what he had gone off and set to do, and being a doctor was honestly the last thing you’d think he’d do. Noah had always been extremely smart, but it still came as a complete shock when he was the one who walked through that wooden door just fifteen minutes prior.
You covered yourself with the thin blanket and a moment later Dr. Davis came through the door again, glancing at your exposed legs before turning to grab a pair of gloves from the counter.
You watched him intensely as he pulled the latex over his fingers, almost drooling at the thought of them running along your folds. You shook away the thought, knowing that you would be completely dripping by the time he would be sitting between your legs, examining you.
The last thing you wanted was for him to know the effect he still had on you, even after all these years.
He made eye contact with you again, tugging at the tie around his neck once again as he took the chair, rolling it to the edge of your feet. Before sitting he pulled out the stirrups.
“You can rest your heels on here,” He pointed to the plastic, and you noticed how his ears began to flush red, his chest rising and falling quickly as he glanced into your eyes once again.
When he looked away you glanced down at his black slacks, swallowing harshly at the bold outline of his erection that was extremely evident, through his tight pants.
You swallowed as you slowly lifted your legs, exposing yourself to the man who now sat at the end of the bed, the thin blanket sliding down your thighs gently, leaving your body on display for Dr. Davis.
“Fuck.”
The word was barely audible. He had whispered it so quietly through gritted teeth, but you still managed to hear the four-letter word, and it sent another rush of warm lust through your body.
“I-I’m just going to examine you before inserting the speculum.” Dr. Davis’ professional tone faltered briefly, and you wanted to look down at him so badly.
You knew that he was aroused, but you had no idea how badly Noah wanted to tear into your pussy right then and there.
For years Noah wondered what happened to you. After years of dedication to med school, he didn’t have much time to form relationships, and he usually had a quick fuck here and there to tie over his cravings. He reminisced frequently about how good you felt wrapped around his cock, all of his past flings never making him feel quite how you did.
This morning when he agreed to substitute at the clinic he had no idea what to expect. You were the last thing he thought would happen, and the second he read your name on that piece of paper as he entered your room he felt his mind begin to spiral.
How was he supposed to remain professional around you?
His biggest regret was never pursuing anything further with you years ago, worried that if feelings got involved he would lose the best thing he ever had. In turn, he fucked himself over in the end, because he had lost you either way; but now, you were right here in front of him, naked and on display.
The second he saw you sitting on the exam table he felt an immediate rush to his pants, his mind racing as he began to sweat, the room suddenly feeling stuffy and tight. He couldn’t help but watch your lips as they parted when you talked, memories of them wrapped around himself as your tongue slid up and down his length leaving him unable to concentrate as he attempted to read your file.
He watched as you shifted nervously in front of him when he checked your lungs, heart racing rapidly under his touch. He wanted to rip your thighs apart, slipping his fingers into you, wanting to leave you begging.
Noah wanted to pull his name from your lips; leaving you worshiping him, needing him.
He kept reminding himself that he was a professional now and that it was unacceptable to push the boundary of client-patient professionalism. There was a code of conduct and ethics he was required to follow; but he wanted to forget years of practice, just to get a taste of you.
You lay there, trying to keep your heavy breathing quiet; but you immediately gasped as one of his covered fingers spread you open, barely touching your skin, afraid to go further.
You closed your mouth tightly, biting the inside of your cheek as you scolded yourself.
Don’t fucking moan, don’t fucking moan. He barely touched you.
“I’m going to insert the speculum now,” He said quietly, and you heard him whisper another sentence to himself, “God, you don’t even need lube…”
You knew that he knew how turned on you were by just his presence alone, and you closed your eyes as Dr. Davis inserted the plastic into your body, the feeling of fullness causing you to chew on your bottom lip.
Dr. Davis clicked the hinges as the speculum opened you up, and you covered your mouth with your hand, something Noah had noticed.
“Are you in pain?” He asked gently, and you shook your head.
“N-no, I-I’m okay.”
He hummed again, and it was quiet for a moment.
There was a lack of movement for a second until you felt a gloved finger brush across your clit slowly, and you furrowed your brows in anticipation.
Fuck, that had to be an accident, right?
You tried to think rationally about the situation, but your thoughts trailed to dirty places, silently pleading that Dr. Davis would press against your intimacy again.
Noah had listened for your reaction as he sat before your legs that held you splayed open for him, his mind battling. He swallowed hungrily.
You felt his fingers brush against you again and your thighs jolted to his touch, before you felt the pad of his finger press firmly against you, tracing small circles as he tried drawing a moan from your lips.
Your mouth fell open in satisfaction as your body clenched, Dr. Davis’ fingers rubbing faster and faster.
You couldn’t help it as a gentle whimper crawled from your chest, and with furrowed brows, you bucked your hips into his touch; giving him the permission he desperately wanted.
You felt the speculum being removed, and seconds later a wet swipe trailed up along your folds.
“Oh my god,” You whispered and Dr. Davis hummed, his lips latching onto your sweet spot before two gloved fingers slid into you, curling upwards.
You began to moan again, pulling the blanket away to see the brunette devouring your body. He looked up at you with lustful eyes, his mask pulled underneath his chin.
You ogled upon seeing his entire face, brows furrowed with desire as he remained stone cold.
“If you moan loudly one more time I’ll stop.” He said as he began licking your body once again, eyes fixated on your own.
“Y-yes.”
“Yes, what?” He said, pulling his mouth away as he continued to pump his fingers in and out rapidly, taking his thin glasses off and placing them on the table.
“Yes sir.”
“Good girl,” he praised, burying himself between your legs again in famish, devouring you feverishly with complete craving.
Your legs began to shake from his praise and you covered your mouth with your hands as your hips pushed into Dr. Davis’ touch, completely engulfed with euphoria.
You didn’t know that he was palming himself through his slacks as he ate you out, desperate for friction, desperate for you to be the one touching him instead.
“Cum.” He demanded, and in a second his tongue swiped along your folds you felt the knot that he built release, elation washing through you as you choked back a desiring cry.
Your free hand gripped Dr. Davis’ hair as you pulled him closer, rubbing yourself along his face as he ate you until it became too much, pushing him away.
He stood up, mouth agape and wet from your release as you watched him with yearning, both your chests heaving.
He hastily began pulling off his white coat, throwing it to the floor as you watched him loosen his tie. Sitting up you beckoned him over and his fingers gripped your throat, pulling you towards him as his forehead rested against your own.
You looked into each other’s eyes as unspoken words danced between you, both of you needing each other but too afraid to speak.
He held you firmly for a moment before pulling your lips to his own, kissing you completely with need and hunger, forcing you to taste yourself
You groaned quietly into his lips as your tongues ran along each other, your fingers shaky as you began unbuttoning his blue dress shirt.
His fingers tightened around your neck as your hands trailed to the hem of his black pants, tugging at his waistband as you pulled apart his belt, sliding the zipper down slowly.
He moaned softly as your fingers slid along his abdomen, threatening to dip in to grab where he needed you.
“You’re in no position to tease princess, remember that,” He squeezed your neck again as he towered over you in authority, and you smiled.
“This is wrong.”
“So wrong.” He mumbled before kissing you in desperation again, your minds fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.
Dr. Davis’ hands pulled your shirt over your head as he pulled back, taking in the image of your exposed body, ready for him.
His covered fingers found their way to your core once again, slipping in and out as you pulled down his underwear, his body hard and ready to devour you.
You licked your fingers, smiling up at him as he watched with lustful eyes, before grabbing hold of his erection, pumping up and down as he thrust into your hand in eagerness. He pulled his fingers in and out of you quickly, your mouth falling open as you watched each other, pleasing one another.
“Spread your legs, baby,” Dr. Davis pleaded, and you opened your thighs farther.
“That’s it… Wider,” He whispered, before pulling his hands away from you, wrapping them around himself as he positioned his body to yours.
Dr. Davis didn’t hesitate any longer before he pushed into you, a loud whimper leaving you. His eyebrows furrowed angrily as his gloved hand covered your mouth, pushing you back into the wall.
“Be fucking quiet,” He said through gritted teeth, his chest heaving as he continued to thrust into you, filling your body, claiming you as his own.
He tore into your skin with his motions, the feeling of him pulling out before pushing back in deeply causing your legs to clench shut. He pushed them open with the hand that wasn’t covering your mouth.
“I said to spread them,” He scolded, fingers digging into your thigh before he slapped the top of your intimacy, earning a yelp from you as your body jolted from the contact.
He remained cold and composed, attempting to keep up his professional facade that was beginning to crumble before you. His eyes squeezed shut as he pushed your thighs back towards your chest, opening you as he fucked your body with possession.
You watched his head tilt back, exposing the tattoos on his neck as his lips fell open in complete satisfaction.
Your body felt perfectly wrapped around him, years of need ready to release into you.
Dr. Davis wanted to flip you over so you stood in front of him, one leg lifted onto the bed as he gripped your ass and pounded you; but he knew that right now, he needed to watch your face contort in pleasure for him, from him.
Your body clenched around him, “Dr. D-Davis,” You whimpered, still trying to remain quiet so as to not be heard by the rest of the clinic.
“Noah,” the brunette growled, bringing you into a kiss and you nodded, murmuring his name back to him against his lips in a plea.
He was close to his release, but he held back, waiting to pull another orgasm from you before he would bring you to your knees, ready to cum down your throat.
“You can do it, that’s a good girl.” He praised and you melted at his words, letting go as he thrust into you one more time, your body completely enveloping him as your mouth was covered by his hand once again to mask your screams. Your body shook through the orgasm Noah offered you.
He slid in and out slowly, before pulling away. His fingers were threaded through your hair as he guided you to the floor, placing you on your knees.
You took him into your mouth mercilessly, sucking and bobbing along his length before he gripped your face, pulling you closer.
You gagged along him, tears forming as a deep growl rumbled from his chest, signalling he was close.
Seconds later Noah’s release coated the back of your throat, and you swallowed his orgasm, looking up at him in commitment.
“You’ve always been mine to ruin,” He said, panting as he pulled you off of him, and you sat on the ground, smiling up at him.
The two of you got dressed in silence, the hormones lingering in the air as he pulled off the gloves, grabbing his prescription notepad and a pen.
“I wasn’t able to get a good enough sample to send off to the lab,” He said, scribbling away, “I’ll need you to meet me at my office this weekend.”
Dr. Davis handed you the note and you looked at the paper, staring at the phone number and address as he nodded toward you, opening the wooden door and leaving the office.
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Warnings: Lab partners to lovers! Sex in a medical research lab, desk, PiV sex, spit in mouth(once), friends to lovers type, language, Noah goes from shy to dominant >:) and of course I had some inspiration help from @gretaswhore28 ✨
"uggghhhh" you groan leaning back from your microscope. You had been looking at sample all day trying to put together an explanation for the reaction it was having to certain medicines. You lean back in your chair and rub at your eyes
"You're gonna end up straining your vision you know," you lab partner, Noah chimes in
"I've been working on this for nearly 2 weeks! I keep getting the same results" you sigh "Maybe I should have a break"
"Oh wow she's actually taking my advice for once" he said sarcastically
You spin in your chair and stare at the tall man. His neck tattoos peeking up past his collar, his perfectly combed hair and dorky glasses. For someone who had his neck and hands covered in tattoos he tends to be quiet and shy. Almost all the other girls on the floor would try and flirt with him or try hitting on him, but the poor boy was just so shy, it honestly was very cute. You liked teasing him about just to see him all flustered
"hey I take you advice, you're the one who doesn't" you chuckle standing from your seat
"Oh yeah? Like what?" he asks leaning on his desk crossing his arms. You think for a moment
"hmmm....well...like how maybe you should roll your sleeve up because EVERYONE wants to know just how tattooed you are" you Walk to him and give him that knowing look
"Y/N, they could just ask and I have pictures,"
"yeah but in person, on the skin! It's different" he thinks for a second and takes his lab coat off leaving him in his button down baby blue shirt. You were smiling knowing you had gotten to him, that was until you felt something drilling into your head. Looking up you can see him just staring at you, once you caught his eyes you stare right back at him. Almost as if you froze in place.....his stare was....hypnotizing and....petrifying but.... alluring.
"Well, there you go. I take you advice so well," he lets his shirt fall to the floor leaving him in a white tank top “I did it on the spot”
“DAMN!” You didn’t mean to say it so loud, you hustled weren’t expecting to see him COVERED in tattoos “sorry I didn’t mean that they look….good..”
He holds his arm out “you can look closer if you want. You take a picture of his arm and start to trace some of the drawings on his skin. Whoever had tattooed him had done an amazing job. They were so detailed and beautiful. You hadn’t even realized that your touch was lingering on his skin.
“You like that princess?” He said in a hush voice
“Hu-?”
“ maybe I heard a couple things about you liking certain person here..” now it was his turn to tease you “ don’t think I haven’t noticed how you stare at me, or my hands whenever work, I noticed everything” he suddenly pushes your waist to the side and switches place with you. You were now against the desk and him in front of you.
"I-I....what? You're one to believe rumors Noah?" you asked clearly flustered
"I didn't but then I noticed your patterns. The way you'd dress, your perfume, how we always end up staying at work at the same times?" he smirks leaning into you "Am I right, princess?"
"I...I....it's just coincidence!" you defend yourself
"so why are you so red?" he leans into your ear, feeling his body heat radiating on to yours, you were just about to crack but as you were he pulls back and grabs his shirt from the floor
"But you're right, why should I believe rumors? Afterall it's people making things up because they're bored "he says as he puts his arms through the sleeves. Not only were you flustered and embarrassed now you were pissed.
"We should get packed up and head home for the night-" both your hands grab his loose collar and pull him to you and you look him dead in the eye
"You think I'd let you get away with that?" you crash your lips on his to which he returns the kiss. The kiss turns into something passionate and lust filled in just seconds. He lifts you on to the desk, knocking over a pen holder. His hands find your bare knees and push your skirt up your legs until the fabric sit over your hips. His lips trace down your face and to your neck, he rips open your shirt, causing the buttons to scatter on the floor
"Hey-"
"I'll buy you a new one" he kisses and nips at the valley of your breasts, making sure to leave a mark or two on them.
"You don't know....how long...I've wanted this" he says between kisses. Bring you to the edge of the desk, he stands between your legs And holds both your legs on either side of his body as he leans down against you.
" I can feel you soaking through your panties. You've been wanting this too, haven't you?" he chuckled
"Mmmm" his fingers, find your chin and make you look up at him
“Words princess,”
“Y-yes…” you can feel his bulge rubbing against you soon you were able to feel how wet you were yourself.
“That’s my good girl,” he kisses your nose “can I Y/N? Can I make you feel good?” He asks and you give him a shakes nod. Without breaking eye contact, he unbuckles his belt, and rips his pants enough to get himself out of his confinements. He pushes your panties aside and rubs the head of his cock up and down your slit.
“So wet…just for me,” his other hand, held your leg up by the back of your knee as he pushes himself in bottoming out in one go. You both sigh heavily from the feeling of him being inside you. A shiver ran through your body as he taking the situation. Here you were on your partners desk, leg spread, and his cock inside of you.
He pulls out nearly all the way and plunges back in again
“Oh fuck!” He starts to thrust into you at a rhythm. The quiet lap filled with erotic sounds of sex. Your head was thrown back as nose lips dig into the column of your neck. Nipping and licking at the skin.
“Good….so fucking good for me.” He huffs you had never seen this side of him before. “This pussy…is mine now. You got that?” He uses the desk for leverage as he fucks into you, Rasing your leg higher to go deeper into your pussy.
“Oh…god!” he was hitting all of the right spots, he was just the right size, and the right length. Everything was perfect down to the rhythm of his crust the way his hand was holding your body in place so he can fuck into you was also perfect.
“Nuh uh baby….” He huffs “no god here, only me…and you’ll call out only MY name!” He punctuates his words with deep thrusts
The desk rattles with every thrust he gives you. His lips leaving no area of your neck untouched. Maybe it was a silly little crush before but now you can say with full confidence that you would be his if he asked you to. Get on your knees for him….it was possible for just the pleasure to be corrupting you kind but he was right. You did like him. A whole lot…and now here you were.
Your nails claw at his back as he continues to thrust into you sporadically. Your legs tighten around his waist as his hands dig into your sides. There is a new look in his eye, one of lust and dominance. Completely opposite of the Noah that you were introduced to when he first started working here But this was such a turn on you can feel yourself posting around him the longer you looked in his eyes
His other hand rubbed tight circles on your clit, you can feel his cock twitch impulse inside of you. He captures your lips in a deep kiss, his tongue, pushing past your lips, and dancing with yours.
“ open your mouth baby” he huffs you follow his command, open your mouth slightly “stick that tongue out for me,”
Stick your tongue out, just enough for him to see
“Good girl,” he gathers a bit of spit and spits directly into your mouth. “Fucking swallow it,”
You swallow his spit feeling it washed down your throat. Your eyebrows knit together as you can feel a tight knot forming in the pit of your stomach. You can feel your head become light as your eyes roll to the back of your head. The way he rocked his body into you, the way his fingers worked at your clit, the way his lips traced over your skin, it all made you see stars.
“ are you going to cum baby? Cum all over this cock?” you taking a hold of your jaw, giving your face a slight squeeze every now and then if you broke eye contact with him. His glasses slipping down to the very tip of his nose, but still staying in place. The lenses became slightly foggy due to the activities you were currently partaking in. His combed hair starting to fall into his face. in those deep, dark eyes only pushed you further into your pleasure. 
“You wanna cum so bad huh?” he teases as he slows down his rhythm just a bit. He could see your face, become slightly dissatisfied with his change and pace. “Oh my poor little slut, tell me what you want..”
“I-I wanna cum….please Noah…”
This pleased the scientist, as a large smile appears on his face. He takes a hold of your hips and studies his foot stamps. He stops for only moment, and begins to pound into faster and harder than before. He was coming to his end and you, but of course he knew the consequences if he did finish inside so he had to get you to finish first. He rubs your bundle of nerves faster as he feels tighten around him.
“That’s it baby, cum. Cum for me, cum all over this dick” and just as he commanded, you finish as your body is taken over by tremors he pulls out of you and pumps his fist along his cock. He finishes in spurts onto your chest. You’re both gasping and huffing messes. You feel his slender hands up your body pick up some of the cum left on your chest.
Brings the fingers up to your mouth and says
“Taste it Y/N,” hesitantly, open your mouth and allow him to stick his fingers inside, tasting his thick consistency on his fingers. It was slightly salty, but also drop of sweetness in there.
“You’re so good for me,” he smirks as he leans down close to you once again he kisses you once again, and pulls bad enough just to say “only for me,”
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I love the way Dr. Noah has Bad Omens tumblr in a chokehold 🫠
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Feverish
continuation of this blurb 🫶🏼
MDNI 18+
1.6k words, Noah sebastian x fem!reader
CW: unprotected sex, slight choking, dirty talk
you were on the way to your doctor. you had been feeling sick and unwell when you called and made the appointment last week but now you felt fine.
your doctor still wanted you to come in so he could run standard tests and to make sure it was nothing to be concerned about.
you sighed as you parked your car in an empty spot. you hated coming to the doctors, the hospital just freaked out. but you didn't mind your doctor. doctor Noah, he was so fucking fine. he had tattoos seemingly everywhere and he was so tall he towered over you every time he spoke to you. his hair somehow fell perfectly around his face and those glasses he wore, you could rip them off his face and have him fuck you silly.
did you have a minor crush on him? yes. did you fantasize about him every time you visited? also yes.
it was just a hopeless little crush. he was strictly professional every time you've seen him, but you wished so desperately that he would break this nerdy character he seemed to have and dominate you in ways that appeared impossible.
you stepped into the building, speaking to the front desk.
“i have an appointment with dr. Noah at 1:30.” you spoke softly, no one else was in the waiting room but it felt punishable to break the silence.
the lady took your information and checked the time.
“okay, take a seat and he will be with you momentarily.” she seemed bored speaking to you.
you muttered a small ‘thank you’ before taking a seat and playing a game on your phone to pass the time.
“y/n?” you popped your head up when you heard your full name being called by a nurse.
you followed her back, into the first room available.
she took your blood pressure, weight and such before telling you the doctor would be in, in just a couple of minutes.
you bounced your leg as you sat on the paper covered bed, although you knew nothing was wrong, every time you got a check up you were worried they'd find something harmful.
also mixed in with the anxiety of seeing one of the finest doctors you've ever had the pleasure of laying your eyes on. that for sure didn't help.
the silence of the room dissipated with the crack of the door opening.
“hello, y/n.” dr. Noah said, giving a soft smile before squirting hand sanitizer into his palm.
“so, how are you feeling? you had some irritation in your chest?” his face looked at you with a puzzled expression painted on it.
“uh- um yes. but i'm feeling much better now. simply taking your advice to get it checked out. just in case.” you were cursing at yourself for blushing at his appearance alone. under the fluorescent lights, you were sure you had no way to hid it.
“well, everything here on your chart looks good, but your blood pressure does look a little high.” he pushed his glasses up, reading your chart thoroughly.
“well…this place does freak me out a little..” you openly admitted.
he gave a small chuckle.
“no need to be anxious. i don't bite.” he shot you a small wink before grabbing a stethoscope.
“i'll listen to your chest now.”
he stood up off his chair and put the cold metal against your shirt.
“breathe in, nice and deep.”
“god, please don't hear my heart going fucking wild” you pleaded with yourself in your head as you followed his instructions.
“aaaand out. one more time."
once done listening to your lungs, he put the stethoscope away. as he walked back to his chair, you caught a sniff of his cologne. you swore to god you could have tackled him then and there. you pressed your thighs together in desperate attempts to ease the slow burning that was now pooling between your legs.
“well, your lungs sound just fine, nothing you should be worried about.” he scribbled something down on the paper he had clipped to his clipboard.
he looked up from the paper and got noticeably awkward. that was the exact moment you noticed your cleavage wanting to spill out of your shirt. your mind started racing the longer he looked at you.
“uh..is there something wrong, doctor?” you tried to put on a confident facade.
“....no! just-” he cleared his throat “just uh-”
for the first time, you had seen your doctor lose his “cool calm and collected” personality. he readjusted his tie and tried to come up with words as his mind drew a blank.
“doctor, i feel like we know each other enough to talk outside of this professional setting. don't you think?” you cocked your head to the side as you asked your question. you stood up, approaching him. he, as per usual, was towering over you.
you watched his eyes as something snapped in his brain. his facial expression turned from flustered to something you couldn't quite put your finger on.
“you don't think i haven't noticed you trying to hide how bad you want to fuck me?” his voice was more of a growl in your ears, his words struggling to flow through his gritted teeth.
the sudden switch up had you in a mix of emotions.
he slowly pushed his body against yours, causing you to hit your backside against the counter.
“do you know how. many. fucking. times. i've had to run to the bathroom after your visits and jerk off?”
you were simply at a loss of words. you looked like a deer in front of headlights.
“i-i didn't-” you stuttered.
“you didn't what? didn't mean to? i call bullshit. wearing skirts short enough i can practically see your entire fucking ass.”
he had quite the grip on your hips now, digging his fingers into your skin.
you lost track of any thought that was previously roaming around your mind and brought him into a kiss, it wasn't pretty. your teeth almost clashing together.
you were quick to unbutton his white doctors coat, as he threw it onto the paper covered bed, you noticed he had many more tattoos than you expected. they were up and down his arms. as he undid his tie and undid a couple buttons of his shirt, you realized he was completely covered in tattoos. if you weren't wet enough you sure were now.
before you could think he turned you around and your skirt was being lifted. you heard his belt and zipper come undone before he pushed your panties to the side and pushed himself into you.
your eyes rolled back your mouth hung open. he was fucking massive. you'd figured he be big but you currently had no clue how the fuck he was fitting inside of you.
as he slowly started to fuck into you, you couldn't help but let a long string of moans out.
your moans led him to covering your mouth with his tattooed covered hand. you took no time at letting two of his fingers fall into your mouth.
as he picked up his pace, his free hand traveled down to work at your clit.
“be fucking quiet. it's dead silent in here. one noise and im leaving you a fucking mess.”
you tried your best to stifle your moans and cries, but his fingers being shoved down your throat sure did help you a shit load.
“fuck you feel better than i imagined.” his words were quiet and breathy, only loud enough for the two of you to hear.
you both knew you had to be quick, there was only so much time until his next appointment and you weren't going to be left mid fuck.
you had fixed your position, your back now against Noah's chest. it only allowed him to reach deeper within your pussy, you didn't know what heaven on earth felt like until you had this mans cock 7 inches deep in your stomach.
Noah's hand that was covering your mouth was now wrapped tightly around your neck.
“fuck, doctor, youre going to fucking break me. you’re so fucking big- oh my god!” your words were extremely hushed, only wanting Noah to hear the dirty words you were mindlessly mumbling out.
“mhm, fuck baby, i know. your pussy feels so good, so fucking perfect around my cock.”
you were teetering on the edge of your orgasm and you weren't sure you'd be able to support yourself.
“oh god- i dunno- i can't-” your words were rushed and worrisome until Noah took you in his arms.
“it's okay, i got you, let me have it. i wanna feel you so fucking bad.”
his thrusts were getting sloppier but it only made it feel that much better.
with Noah's reassurance you let yourself fall into a blissful orgasm, your body shaking against his. your cunt squeezed Noah's cock, causing him to lose himself in his own orgasm. you heard him grunt words out, but you were too fucked out to even take them in.
you slowly came back down to earth, as did Noah. when you heard a knock on the door, you looked at each other panicked.
“your next appointment is here, dr. Noah.” his assistant spoke through the door.
“i will be there shortly.” was all he was able to say in his current situation. when he heard her walk away, you both rushed to put your clothes back on.
as you walked out of the building, you heard him mumble something to what you could guess was the janitor.
“sanitize this room thoroughly, thank you.”
you giggled to yourself before making your way back home.
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Miracle-one
(gif created by me, the fallen nightmare. feel free to use, simply give credit)
Pairings: Noah Sebastian x Reader
Warnings/Tropes: forced proximity, slight enemies to lovers, slow burn, smut, angst, fluff, mentions of death, and swearing.
Summary: Reader is the merch girl for Bad Omens. It wasn't what she wanted to do with her life but when her mother got sick with Alzheimer's, reader took a job where she could to help with the costs. She thought it would be a one-time gig but the longer she was on the road with them, the harder she fell for Noah Sebastian; even if he wanted nothing to do with her. She needed a miracle to save her mom and her future.
Authors Note: Here we go! Tags are open if anyone is interested!
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"Mom, do you need anything before I leave?" I asked my mom, who was sitting on the couch in our living room.
Her eyes were cold and vacant as she watched the television, well tried to anyway. It didn't matter if she paid attention to whatever was on, she would forget in a while. When she didn't respond, I sighed and brushed the graying hair out of her face which caused her to look up at me, finally.
No hint of recognition in those vacant eyes.
"Who are you?"
Her words chipped away at the stone wall I had around my heart as I blew out a shaky breath.
"Y/N. I'm your daughter," I said while kneeling in front of her.
Even with my name spoken, my mother didn't recognize me.
It's been like this for the last six months since she first received her Alzheimer's diagnosis. It was farther than we would have liked and the doctor said that her health would decline fast. She forgot who I was one month after her diagnosis and the bad days were more so than the good days. From the second I woke up till the very moment I lay in bed for the night I spent the day taking care of her until recently. My job was going to pick up again which meant I would leave her for about five weeks.
I was terrified to leave her alone especially for that long. There was this great company that I can have a live in nurse take care of her while I'm gone but when I looked into pricing, I nearly had a heart attack. We did okay money wise. After my dad passed away a few years ago, he left us a decent cushion. The house was paid off a very long time ago which helped on the bills; except the medical bills.
Every drug, every trial, and every visit burned deeper into my pockets and now the overdue bill's kept pilling up on our kitchen table. My job paid good enough where I could fill our fridge with groceries and take care of the smaller things but even that couldn't help with the bigger things. I thought about asking for a small raise but the fear of having to tell one of my boss' why was daunting so I never did.
Which is where I was headed now. I had to help get everything ready before we hit the road for the tour. My heart fluttered knowing I would see him tonight.
"Y/N," my mom raised a brow. "I'm sorry, I don't know a Y/N."
I swallowed the lump in my throat then gave her knee a squeeze. "I should only be gone for a few hours. My phone number is writing on the piece of paper next to the house phone."
I pointed to the table next to her where said phone and paper was. My mom tracked it with her vacant eyes and nodded.
"Just watch your show and before you know it, I'll be back. Alright?"
She said nothing, merely watched the television, so I stood straight, giving her shoulder a squeeze and left the house. I wasn't the one to pray so instead I whispered out into the world my words repeatedly.
"She will be fine. She can handle herself for a few hours."
I walked into the large warehouse hearing laugher and voices carry which eased my worries of leaving my mom alone. No one I worked with knew about my mom and I planned to keep it that way. Davis smiled at me when I walked over to the large table he was standing in front of, a large array of shirts, hats, and sweaters lay on top of it.
"Think it'll be enough?" I asked as I started helping him fold everything into sections.
Davis shrugged. "It's always good to have extra than not enough."
"The new designs look sick," I said.
"Thanks," Davis smiled while bumping his shoulder with me.
While Davis and everyone else who worked for the band had important jobs, mine wasn't anything even close to important. The only reason I got the job was because Davis and I went to high school together. We weren't best friends but stayed in touch. He's also the only one who knows something is going on back home but never knew exactly what; which is why he recommended the job for me. He knew I was desperate for money.
I was the merch girl for Bad Omens and the vocalist absolutely despised it.
Maybe it was because I never asked him for the job or the slack that merch girls always get. They only have the job so they can hook up with members of the band. Which was the absolute last thing I wanted to do; even if he was breathtakingly handsome.
As if her could sense my thoughts about him, his ethereal voice echoed throughout the warehouse and my breath caught in my throat. I looked over my shoulder and saw him standing at the back of a large truck, the one where the merch and other things for the new tour will go.
The smile that graced Noah Sebastian's face brightened everything dark and scary in my mind for a few moments and I reveled in the way my heart skipped a beat whenever he was near.
"You're staring."
Turning back to Davis, I scoffed and went back to work of stuffing the boxes. "I am not."
"Are you actually going to talk to him this tour? Last one you barley said three words to him," he said.
"I would if he wasn't such an asshole towards me. I didn't even do anything to deserve the cold shoulder."
Davis sighed while letting a large pile fall into the box at our feet, a lot messier than the ones I had been packing. I gave him a narrowed gaze of annoyance, one he ignored.
"Don't take it personal. Noah is quiet. I'm sure if you tried to talk to him, you'd find out he's a great guy," Davis suggested.
"I'd rather chew broken glass," I muttered.
I'd work with Bad Omens and crew for about almost a year now and in that time, Noah and I spoke less than ten words to each other. While on the last tour, I kept to myself not knowing anyone besides Davis which might have put me off to Noah. He probably thought I didn't care about getting to know anyone else here; which wasn't true. I had other things on my mind.
Like wondering how I was going to pay my mom's medical bills.
"New designs look sick, Davis."
My shoulders stiffened at the deep voice, his scent filling all of my senses. I could see Noah out of the corner of my eye while I continued to fold the shirts and sweaters. His gaze burned into the side of my head before falling to the messy pile of clothes in the box.
"You're not going to leave it like that, are you?" Noah raised a brow.
I audibly choked on my spit at him blaming me for that mess.
"No, I was planning on leaving it like that. I mean what's the point of folding everything perfect when it's just going to be packed in a box," I replied dryly while holding up the pile of clothes I had been folding.
Something flashed in his dark eyes, the corner of his lips pulling up slightly.
"She does speak."
"Oh, fuck off Noah. I'm not in the mood," I snapped while giving him my back.
Davis let out a low whistle before taking the now full box of merch to the truck, leaving Noah and I alone. It might have been a bad idea snapping at him like that but it was true. I was dealing with a lot at home so the last thing I needed was bullshit from him.
"Did you break up with your boyfriend?"
The shirt I was folding fell onto the table at his words. Boyfriend? I didn't have one; I never did.
"I don't have a boyfriend," I muttered, fingers toying with the fabric of the shirt.
Noah hummed while leaning against the table next to me. He sat facing everything behind me while I stood facing the wall behind him.
"Davis didn't want to go out with you?" He pressed with a sly smirk.
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep my growing anger at bay. I already snapped at him once, I couldn't risk my job my doing it again.
"Davis and I are just friends. I don't think of him like that and I'm sure the feelings are mutual."
"Good," Noah nodded. "Because the last thing I need is you distracting someone on the crew because of a little crush."
My eyes snapped over to him, flaring with fury. "What is your problem with me, Noah? If you don't want me here, just fire me so you can stop wasting my time and yours."
With how much taller he was than me, even sitting on the edge of the table Noah towered over me as he leaned closer. His warm breath fanned across my face as I peered up at him. Even with my fury, my heart hammered hard against my chest with our proximity, something I hope Noah couldn't hear.
"Trust me, angel. You'd know if I was wasting my time with you."
He watched me for a few moments before walking away; him taking the warmth that cocooned around me away with him. I blinked long after he left, trying to let his words process in my mind. What the hell did he mean by that?
But suddenly, his pet name for me was the only thing at the forefront of my mind and I wasn't sure if I liked the way my body reacted to it; heat spreading from my heart straight down between my legs, core aching with need.
For the next little while, I worked alone finishing up folding all the merch and when I had four boxes stuffed full; I began bringing them over to the truck. On my way back with my third box, I saw Noah and Nick Folio standing at the back of the truck, laughing about something I didn't know. I ignored the way my stomach warmed at seeing the large smile on Noah's face as I walked past him up the ramp of the truck.
Folio noticed how I could barley see over the box and reached out for it.
"Hey, Y/N. Need some help?" He asked.
I let him take it with a small smile. "Thanks, Folio."
Unlike Noah, I spoke to the other members of the band and crew. I wouldn't say we were close but more than strangers.
"How many more do you have?" He asked as he set down the box next to the others.
"Just one. I can get it though, I don't want to distract you."
As the last few words came from lips, I made sure to lock my eyes with Noah, who was watching me with bright eyes, arms crossed over his chest. The way his eyes glinted with the setting sun almost made a smile break out on my face.
Almost.
Folio looked between Noah and I before letting out a low chuckle. "If you guys go the whole tour with this tension, something is going to explode before it ends."
I shook my head. "There's no tension."
"Right," Folio clicked his tongue. "And I play guitar for Bad Omens."
The sarcasm in his voice wasn't missed and with a sigh, I left the two of them back to whatever they were doing before I interpreted. The only tension, if there was any, between Noah and me was hate. He never liked me even from my first day. So why would I bother being nice to him when he didn't give a shit about me?
After the last box was loaded into the truck, I began walking back into the warehouse to see if Davis needed me for anything else when my phone rang.
"Mom?" I spoke when I saw the caller I.D.
Noah was walking inside the warehouse with Nick Ruffilo, laughing that beautiful laugh, so not wanting him to hear my conversation I held back away from them.
"Who is this?"
I sighed while pinching my eyes shut. "Mom, it's Y/N. You called me. Is everything alright?"
"Oh." There was a long beat of silence on the other line before some rustling came through. "I was hungry and wanted to make something to eat."
"NO!" I yelled into the phone.
Noah turned to look at my sudden outburst but I didn't bother to look at him, the fear of wondering if my mom turning on the stove filled me.
"Did you turn on the stove?" I asked.
"No, there's a note saying not too. Which is why I called."
I swallowed the sob that almost crawled out of my throat.
"Okay, good." I nodded. "I'm almost done at work. I'll pick up some pizza on the way home. You like pizza."
Another long beat of silence.
"Alright. I'll go back to watching my show."
"Good, I'll be home soon. Love you mom."
The line clicked off before I even finished speaking and I stared at my phone with a long breath. If she had turned on the stove, things would have been a lot worse. A few weeks ago while I was taking a nap, my mom tried to cook something and forgot about it, letting it blaze up in flames and when she tried to extinguish it, she burned her hand pretty bad. So since that day, I had a large note tapped to the front panel of the oven saying not to use it.
Thank goodness I did.
"Everything alright?"
I jumped slightly at the deep voice and quickly wiped away the stress tears that burned at the corners of my eyes before turning on my heels. Noah stood in front of me with his hands buried deep into the pocket of his black hoodie. My hands itched to run through the messy strands of his face but I held back.
"Uh, yeah. I loaded all the boxes up in the truck. Is there anything else you want me to do?"
His gaze took over my chest rising and falling rapidly with each deep breath I took and I knew he noticed the tears that gathered in the edge of my eyes.
"If you could-."
My phone rang again, interrupting Noah, and I apologized with a sheepish frown. When I saw the unknown number, I excused myself from him and answered.
"Hello?"
"Is this Ms. Y/L/N?"
"Yeah, who is this?"
"This is Chief Reynolds with the Los Angeles fire department."
My heart fell out of my ass and I stumbled out an incoherent sentence, forgetting that Noah was still standing behind me.
"What happened?" I finally managed out.
"We have a Mrs. Y/L/N here at your residence."
I rapidly nodded even though the Chief couldn't see. "That's my mom. Is she alright?"
"Well, it seems as if she tried to cook something on your stove and let the gas burn. A neighbor called in a strong smell of gas. It seems as if she had it burning for a while."
"Oh fuck," I groaned while running a hand through my hair. "Is she alright?"
"Yes, we tested her for any effects of the gas but she seems fine. We opened some windows to air it out. You shouldn't have any issues."
I spoke to him for a few more seconds before thanking him and hanging up. Fucking hell, she tried to cook something and damn near exposed herself to gas. I left her for two hours, how the fuck was I supposed to leave her for five weeks?
"Do you need to leave?"
I jumped, hand over my chest when I suddenly remembered Noah was still standing behind me. For the first time in almost a year of knowing him, I saw concern in his eyes as he looked at me.
"Uh, a small emergency at home. I have to go take care of it," I said.
Noah nodded. "Yeah, go ahead. Did you have a ride set up for Saturday?"
I cursed, almost forgetting that in two days we were leaving for tour. I needed the money but also couldn't bear the idea of leaving my mom alone.
"Yeah," I nodded. "I was going to ride on the crews bus."
"I hope things are alright," he said while motioning to my car in the parking lot.
"Thanks," I grumbled before jogging over to the car, not wanting to leave my mom alone for a second longer.
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I'm Not Scared, You are!
Request: hi!!! what about a cute cozy night in with noah? cuddles, movies, whispering sweet things to reader. just loving on her. maybe she’s had a hard week at work and he just wants to give her a night to relax. kinda vague but i think it could be a very cute idea!
Word Count: 1700ish
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Noah Sebastian x Reader
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You'd never been so happy to clock out of your shift. You feel your body drained by the endless hours and the constant pressure from the day. Your feet constantly ache from standing long hours, and your ears ring from the coded calls.
It was emotionally wearing you down. You wondered if you were cut out for this, telling people their loved ones wouldn't pull through or explaining situations no one truly understood.
You were a doctor, and people assumed you could play god as well...but you weren't god; you were just another person trying to give back to the world.
You shouldn't complain. You chose to be a trauma doctor. You went to school for this, you trained for this...this was on you.
Sometimes, when driving home late at night with blood on your shirt and exhaustion in your eyes, you wondered if it was worth it. Every day, you were sacrificing your happiness, health, and relationships.
You kept these things to yourself, scared that people would judge you. The last thing you wanted was for people to think you weren't grateful.
You miss having time for your loved ones, especially for Noah. You know he deserves more attention, affection, and quality time. You know he is patient with you and understands how things work, but it never stops you from worrying that he'll grow tired of waiting for you to come home or waiting for you to wake up from a nap. You knew it frustrated him that you could never say you had a day off. You had your scheduled days, but that didn't mean you wouldn't get called in or accidents didn't happen. Just because it was a Tuesday didn't mean people stopped getting sick or injured.
When you pull into the driveway of your home, take a moment to yourself. You try to take deep breaths and eliminate the day's worries. You know you can talk to Noah about anything, but you didn't feel right walking into the house and dumping everything on him.
Tonight was the first night you two would have together in a long time, and you hoped your day off tomorrow wouldn't lead to another disappointed sigh from Noah telling you it's OK that you have to go back to work because it wasn't. You wanted time with him. He deserved it, and so did you.
You gain the courage to get out of your car, and with slumped shoulders, you make your way to the front door, dragging your feet with every step.
You open the door, putting a smile on your face. You weren't going to be the reason this night was ruined. "I'm home!" You yell, hearing your voice echo against the walls.
The aroma of food fills your nostrils, and you suddenly feel a pang of hunger. "Wow, it smells delicious in here." You drop your bags near the counter and join Noah, who smiles as he serves your plates.
"It's just spaghetti, but I made it with extra love." He leans down, kissing your cheek. "And, I bought some wine. I don't know if it's good, but it's that one that you and Nick drank at the Christmas party."
You and Nick weren't allowed to drink together anymore. You annoyed the shit out of everyone, and at one point, the two of you were crying and laughing on the floor over Noah's reaction to losing at a board game you cheated on.
"Oh god," You laugh, "You want a repeat of that night?"
Noah sighs, putting the pot back on the stove. "No, but you were so happy that night, and I love hearing you laugh." His voice is tinged with sadness, and you feel a lump in your throat. "I'm not saying you don't laugh anymore, but you know…" He hands you a fork from the silverware drawer. He carries the two plates to the table. "I'll get the wine, go change into something cozy."
You nod, "OK." Walking down the long hallway, you feel guilt in your stomach. You felt like you were causing pain, to Noah. It wasn't intentional, of course, and you don't think he would ever directly tell you it's your fault, but the way he states things makes you feel like you're just not there, like he talked about you in the past.
You slip into some cozy pajamas, feeling the soft fabric against your skin. You run a brush through your hair and tie it in a bun; you wish you had time to shower, but you don't want to miss a moment with Noah.
When you return to the table, Noah is waiting for you with a warm smile. His eyes light up when he sees you. He loves you so much. You can tell by the way he looks at you. "Comfy?" He asks, his voice gentle and inviting. You nod, taking a seat at the round table. "So much better." You sip your wine, feeling the sharp sensation on your tongue and the heat in your throat. You wonder how you and Nick drank a whole bottle of this stuff.
"I hope it tastes good." He says, watching you take a bit, "You know I'm not the best cook in the world."
You smile at him, savoring the bite. "It's amazing, babe. I see you got fancy with the basil." You reach across the table, holding his hand and rubbing your thumb over his skin. "It's perfect. Thank you so much."
He beams at you, his eyes sparkling with love. "I have a plan. We still have tomorrow together, right?"
You nod, eating the food with more appetite than you expected. You can't recall if you had your lunch at work or if it's still rotting in the fridge. You'll have to toss it out when you go back. The thought of returning to work makes you feel anxious and depressed. "Babe?" He says softly, "Did you hear me?"
You snap out of your trance and look at him guiltily. You were too distracted by your work worries to pay attention to him. "No, sorry."
"Ah," He leans back in his chair, bringing his glass to his lips. You notice how much he drinks and wonder if he's getting frustrated with you.
"I'm sorry, love, my mind is still stuck on the hospital." You bite your lip. "One more time, please."
He smiles gently. "I was thinking maybe we could stay up a little later tonight, finish off this bottle, watch a movie, and do one of those fun face masks you love so much." His brown eyes twinkle with hope. "Or we can go to bed and get some rest." He adds quickly, trying to read your expression. "I know you had a hard day."
You slide your chair back, pick up your empty plates, and carry them to the sink. "That sounds amazing." You flash him a radiant smile before turning around to wash the dishes. "I missed you a lot today." You confess, your back still facing him. "I know things have been crazy lately, and I'm hoping they will hire some more staff and things will calm down, and I won't have to be away so much-" You stop when you feel his hands on your hips, drawing you close to him, nuzzling into your neck.
"It's OK." He soothes you, "Our jobs require us to be busy a lot."
You shiver as you feel his words vibrate against your neck. You turn off the water, dry your hands on your pajama pants, and spin around to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck. You stand on your tiptoes, pulling him down into a passionate kiss, and he eagerly responds, showering your face and neck with kisses.
You feel your heart race from all of the stimulating touches, all the gentle love and kind words he whispers against your neck.
"How did I get so lucky?" You ask as you rest your head on his chest and hug his hips. You feel blissful right now.
He holds you momentarily, smiling when he feels your body melting into him. "C'mon," He pulls away, holding your hand and leading you to the living room. "Go ahead, choose your spot, snuggle up." He says with a snort, "I'll be right back."
You reach out to the throw blanket resting on the armrest of the couch and wrap it around yourself, feeling its softness and warmth.
You snuggle into the sofa, bringing your legs close to your chest. Noah returns with your glasses and a bottle of wine, placing them on the table before sitting beside you.
He lifts his arm, inviting you to snuggle into his side. You oblige, not wanting to waste any snuggling time.
Noah gently pulls your legs over his lap, repositioning the blanket to cover you both.
"Perfect!" He snatches the remote from the table and hands you the wine. "How about one of those horror movies you love?"
You look up at him with wide eyes, "Really!?" "Absolutely." He grins. "Anything for you."
You sit up eagerly, take the remote from him, and browse the horror section. Noah admires you with a smile. His brown eyes sparkle with happiness as he senses your excitement.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" He caresses your face with his hand, making you blush; you were so focused on the screen that you didn't notice him gazing at you.
You press play on the screen, and The Shining starts playing.
"A classic." Noah chuckles as he pulls you closer to him.
"Oh good, you've seen it. I didn't want to pick something that would scare you too much." You tease.
Noah rolls his eyes playfully, "Excuse me. I'm not scared; you're the one scared. I can handle any ghost or demon with my karate skills."
You roll your eyes back, "Sure, tough guy."
"Before things get intense." He pauses, trying to suppress his laughter. "Is there anything we need to talk about?"
You frown with confusion. "No?"
He laughs and raises his hands in defense. "I'm just asking because you've had some wine, and I know you get random thoughts while watching movies and then we end up chatting through the whole thing and missing it."
You slap his chest lightly and scoff. "Oh, I'm so sorry that I enjoy talking to my boyfriend."
"You're forgiven." He jokes with you.
You shake your head, cuddling up to his chest, "Are you really going to karate chop the ghost?"
You feel his chest vibrate with laughter, "Are you scared?"
You nuzzle your face into his neck, whispering, "Sometimes."
He places his hand on your hip, squeezing, and kisses the top of your head, "Then sure, I'll kick the shit out of all the ghosts for you."
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I don’t know if you take smut requests so I’m just gonna request for a fluffy one where Noah’s S/O has her wisdom tooth removed, I never had it done so all I know is that you get high af from dental drugs and people forget they have a partner or even married lol
A/N: I do take smut requests, I have a posted about my rules here. ♡ I like this request a lot tho, Anon. I got my wisdom teeth removed about three years ago, but I'm not from America. Where I'm from, you can choose what kind of anesthesia you get while they get removed. I didn't get full anesthesia, only local, so I couldn't feel pain and I remember everything... BUT... I know videos. Let me see what I can think of! ♡
Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Reader
Summary: When Noah and Jolly picked up Y/N after their wisdom tooth removal, they didn't know what they settled for.
Warnings: fluff, adorable little y/n, nothing else ♡
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"Do you know the muffin man?" You asked tiredly when your eyes finally opened after your wisdom teeth operation.
"WHAT?" Noah exclaimed while Jolly was laughing his ass of behind him.
You instantly forgot, what you wanted to tell him with that, so you just giggled. Noah's eyebrows rose. "What have I gotten myself into?"
"Aren't you afraid the snake on your neck will strangle you?" You than asked while looking at his neck tattoo and than noticed how your vision was still slightly blurry. When you were honest to yourself, you didn't even know where you were.
"Please help me, Jolly." Noah than exclaimed and looked at his friend behind him.
"THE SWEDE!" You suddenly screamed in excitement and reached for your fellow friend, who couldn't contain his laughter anymore.
"I wonder if they were ever this excited to see me." Noah said to his friend and band mate, causing you to shoot him a look.
"Who even are you and why are you holding my hand, my dude. I have a absolutely perfect boyfriend that waits for me at home, mister." You mumbled and crossed your hands before your chest, when the doctor stepped in and told the boys, you could go.
They helped you into a wheel chair and drove you to Noah's car, while you slightly dosed off again.
The next thing you knew was about ten minutes later, when you started to mumble again. "Jolly?" - "Yes." - "Do you know how gorgeous Noah is? Literally every time I close my eyes, I see him right in front of me."
Noah quietly laughed while driving the car.
"No, go on. Tell me more." Jolly almost was full on laughing again, while your boyfriend's cheeks turned pink.
"I think he's a siren. Literally how can he woo someone this fast. I look at him and I feel like I'm an object." You muttered. Jolly tried to contain his laughter, causing him to tear up. "Like... HOLY HELL, HOW HOT CAN A SINGLE PERSON BE."
"Yeah, he's pretty hot, Y/N." Jolly cried out under his laughter.
"FACTS." You screamed and started to feel dizzy again. "When we come back imma kiss the shit outta him."
Noah rose his eyebrows to how oblivious you were to his presence.
"Fuck, I love this man." You exclaimed, before falling back into a "half-sleep".
A couple of minutes later, you only partially noticed Noah carrying you out of the car and into your bed, and the last thing you heard before you finally fully fell asleep was him planting a kiss on your forehead and whispering, "I love you too, silly."
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(only a short one but i hope you like it)
#bad omens fanfiction#noah sebastian x reader#bad omens fanfic#bad omens fic#noah sebastian fic#noah sebastian fanfiction#noah sebastian fanfic#bad omens rpf
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Best Character Named X Poll
FOLLOW @best-character-named-x-poll
I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM GMT everyday.
ask box closed for now
WILL BE POSTING POLLS ON @best-character-named-x-poll FROM FEB 1ST
If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count.
Round 85: David
Round 86: Tiffany
Round 87: Charlie
Round 88: Sandy
Round 89: Cody
Round 90: Amanda
Round 91: Jeremy
Past Polls and Poll Ideas under the cut
Names that I have a complete list for*
Caroline, Tyler, Louis, Leonard, Rebecca, Steve, Nicole, Isabelle, Victoria, Katherine, Jade, Alex, Sophie, Greg, Jake, Ellie, Isaac, Robin, Tony, Annie, Lisa, Margaret, Oliver, Clark, Kara, Phoebe, Emma, Ruby, Bart, Alfie, Beth, Julian, Nancy, Penny, Margaret, Tessa, Erica, Theresa, George, Kevin, Sebastian, Felix, Martin, Michael, Erin, Caleb, Helen, Charlotte, Kyle, Martha, Diana, Elsa, Gary, Zoe, Connor, Colin, Daisy, Eric, Maya, Adam, Andy, Magnus, Alma, Nora, Alice, Spike, Leon, Marcel, Kim, Juno, Sue, Chris, Otto, Donald, Daphne, Kate, Todd, Ned, Ken, Angel, Judy, Jo, Hazel, Naomi, Diego, Miranda, Joel, Lila, Duncan, Dexter, Meredith, Pearl, Lily, Malcolm, Napolean, Joan, Nico, Jamie, Nadia, Velma, Jill, Kiera, Rory, Evan, Tam, Klaus, Neil, Derek, Michelle, Luna, Laila, Cordelia, Zack, Imogen, Felicity, Cindy, Alicia, Kelly, Alan, April, Astrid, Delilah, Jodie, Claudia, Juliet, Karen, Jonas, Milo, Celia, Hannah, Joy, Ethan, Katya, Aria, Atticus, Ian, Cynthia, Faye, Frank, Boo, River, Corey, Gabrielle, Minerva, Ebony, Zia, Beverly, Rudy, Georgina
Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)
Richter, Sean, Troy, Cain, Agatha, Warren, Percy, Reggie, Mina, Ryan, Felicia, Dylan, Josh, Shirley, Debbie, Jared, June, Mabel, Ray, Chad, Moe, Hugh, Fearne, Christine, Joe, August, May, Scarlet, Alana, Leela, Manny, Dean, Francis, Mason, Oscar, Quinn, Guy, Ulrich, Wally, Yasmin, Tobias, Woody, Sabrina, Quentin, Margot, Alina, Matilda, Freya, Kendra, Angus, Ophelia, Leisel, Zelda, Adora, Piper, Scarlet, Sheila, Valentine, Laurie, Laurel, Fitz, Violet, Gabriel, Ford, Artemis, Owen, Bianca, Newton, Summer, Darcy, Noah, Taylor, Miriam, Hugh, Aurora, Hank, Henry, Dawn, Delia, Cosmo, Wanda, Zeke, Cecil, Aiden, Calvin, Ayesha, Beatrice, Parker, Chase, Hunter, Tina, Misty, Amaya, Amara, Harvey, Talia, Tatiana, Tanya, Orion, Eugene, Kit, Bo, Duke, Blue, Cameron, Rudolf, Mara, Marianne, Carl
Feel free to send more suggestions
*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.
Past Polls
Round 1: Peter : WINNER: Peter Parker (Spider-Man)
Round 2: Elizabeth : WINNER: Elizabeth Swann (Pirates of the Caribbean)
Round 3: Jason : WINNER: Jason Mendoza (The Good Place)
Round 4: Eve : WINNER: EVE (WALL-E)
Round 5: Fred : WINNER: Fred Jones (Scooby-Doo)
Round 6: Rachel : WINNER: Rachel (Animorphs)
Round 7: Arthur : WINNER: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)
Round 8: Amy : WINNER: Amy Pond (Doctor Who)
Round 9: Tom : WINNER: Tom (Tom and Jerry)
Round 10: Claire : WINNER: Clare Devlin (Derry Girls)
Round 11: James : WINNER: James (Pokemon)
Round 12: Max : WINNER: Max (Black Sails)
Round 13: Simon : WINNER: Simon Belmont (Castlevania)
Round 14: Jane : WINNER: Jane Crocker (Homestuck)
Round 15: Victor : WINNER: Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice)
Round 16: Mary : WINNER: Mary Poppins (Mary Poppins)
Round 17: Will : WINNER: Will Graham (Hannibal)
Round 18: Laura : WINNER: Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks)
Round 19: Ben : WINNER: Ben "Obi-Wan" Kenobi (Star Wars)
Round 20: Chloe : WINNER: Chloe Price (Life Is Strange)
Round 21: John : WINNER: Jonathan Sims (The Magnus Archives)
Round 22: Lydia : WINNER: Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)
Round 23: Mark : WINNER: Marc Spector (Moon Knight)
Round 24: Jess : WINNER: Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad)
Round 25: Theo : WINNER: Theobald Gumbar (Dimension 20: A Crown Of Candy)
Round 26: Sarah: WINNER: Sarah Jane Smith (Doctor Who)
Round 27: Richard : WINNER: Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle)
Round 28: Cass : WINNER: Cassandra Cain (Batman)
Round 29: Edward : WINNER: Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)
Round 30: Carm : WINNER: Carmen Sandiego (Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?)
Round 31: Hal : WINNER: HAL9000 (2001: A Space Odyssey)
Round 32: Sid : WINNER: Sydney Adamu (The Bear)
Round 33: Jack : WINNER: Captain Jack Harkness (Doctor Who)
Round 34: Stephanie : WINNER: Stephanie Brown (Batman)
Round 35: Ash : WINNER: Ash Ketchum (Pokemon)
Round 36: Veronica : WINNER: Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)
Round 37: Kurt : WINNER: Kurt Wagner aka Nightcrawler (X-Men)
Round 38: Eleanor : WINNER: Eleanor Shellstrop (The Good Place)
Round 39: Nathan : WINNER: Nathan Young (Misfits)
Round 40: Fiona : WINNER: Princess Fiona (Shrek)
Round 41: Gale : WINNER: Gayle Waters-Waters (Chris Fleming)
Round 42: Barbara : WINNER: Barbara Millicent Roberts aka Barbie (Barbie)
Round 43: Sam : WINNER: Samwise Gamgee (Lord of the Rings)
Round 44: Grace : WINNER: Grace Chastity (Nerdy Prudes Must Die)
Round 45: Barry : WINNER: Barry Bluejeans (The Adventure Zone)
Round 46: Raven : WINNER: Raven (Teen Titans)
Round 47: Dan : WINNER: Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)
Round 48: Mia : WINNER: Mia Fey (Ace Attorney)
Round 49: Matt : WINNER: Matt Murdock (Daredevil)
Round 50: Rose : WINNER: Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)
Round 51: Robert : WINNER: Robbie Rotten (LazyTown)
Round 52: Lola : WINNER: Lola Bunny (Space Jam)
Round 53: Scott : WINNER: Scott Summers aka Cyclops (X-Men)
Round 54: Olivia : WINNER: Olivia Octavious (Spiderverse)
Round 55: Finn : WINNER: Finn the Human (Adventure Time)
Round 56: Emily : WINNER: Emily Charlton (The Devil Wears Prada)
Round 57: Elliot : WINNER: Eliot Spencer (Leverage)
Round 58: Sonia : WINNER: Sonia (Pokemon)
Round 59: Gideon : WINNER: Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)
Round 60: Jen : WINNER: Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)
Round 61: Miles : WINNER: Miles Morales (Spider-Man)
Round 62: Lana : WINNER: Lana Skye (Ace Attorney)
Round 63: Spencer : WINNER: Spencer Shay (iCarly)
Round 64: Tracy : WINNER: Tracy Turnbald (Hairspray!)
Round 65: Luke : WINNER: Luke Skywalker (Star Wars)
Round 66: Natalie : WINNER: Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)
Round 67: Harry : WINNER: Harry Du Bois (Disco Elysium)
Round 68: Lucy : WINNER: Lucy van Pelt (Peanuts)
Round 69: Damian : WINNER: Damian Wayne (Batman)
Round 70: Tabitha : WINNER: Tabitha Casper (Dan and Phil Games: Sims 4)
Round 71: Nick : WINNER: Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)
Round 72: Gwen : WINNER: Guinevere (Merlin)
Round 73: Paul : WINNER: Paulette Bonafonte (Legally Blonde)
Round 74: Abigail : WINNER: Abigail Hobbs (Hannibal)
Round 75: Jordan : WINNER: Jordan Baker (The Great Gatsby)
Round 76: Donna : WINNER: Donna Noble (Doctor Who)
Round 77: Morgan : WINNER: Morgana (Merlin)
Round 78: Allison : WINNER: Alison Cooper (BBC Ghosts)
Round 79: Patrick : WINNER: Patrick Star (Spongebob Squarepants)
Round 80: Linda : WINNER: Linda Belcher (Bob's Burgers)
Round 81: Philip : WINNER: Philip J. Fry (Futurama)
Round 82: Clarisse : WINNER: Clarisse La Rue (Percy Jackson)
Round 83: Jeff
Round 84: Maria
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Bad Omens Masterlist
All & Headcanons
No Fucks Given
Video Games
The Guys In Groupchats
How The Guys Would React
Pool Table *
Noah Sebastian
Brat *
Heated Argument *
Upset
Jealous *
Rain *
Roommates
Driving *
Sleepless
Recording
Party *
Winter
Possessive *
Different *
Insecurities
Doctor? - Work In Progress
Mirrors - Work In Progress
Joakim "Jolly" Karlsson
Off Day
Mornings *
Cozy
Home From Tour *
Couch *
Hotel and a Date
Interesting Evening *
Homework
Off
Adorable
Jacuzzi *
How?
Atittude *
Christmas Day *
New Year's
Movies *
Period
My Love
Turtleneck *
Something Else *
Valentine’s Day
Some Assistance - Work In Progress
Wrong Number - Work In Progress
Mine - Work In Progress
Backstage - Work In Progress
Facetime - Work In Progress
Promise - Work In Progress
Enjoying The Show? - Work In Progress
Entertainment - Work In Progress
Handcuffs - Work In Progress
Nicholas Ruffilo
Interruptions *
Tattoos
Bad Day
Tension
Sick
What?
Shivering
Sick...On Halloween?
Home
Surprise
Bass *
Control - Work In Progress
Wet Hair - Work In Progress
Nick Folio
Calling Off Work
First Time *
Talk To Me
Cuddles and Kisses *
Laughable
Ignored
Still Awake
Drunk
More *
Holidays
Death Stare
Tank Top - Work In Progress
Take Me - Work In Progress
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Who I write for/Rules;
This is a list of fandoms and characters I write for (some may be missing) and some rules, if you’re curious about a fandom or character please message and I’ll let you know if it’s someone I’ll write for or not! If you’re looking for prompts please search the tag Lokittys prompt list
THIS BLOG IS STRICTLY NO SMUT DO NOT REQUEST IT AS THE REQUEST WILL BE DELTED IMMEDIATELY!!
Please if you’re requesting use some manners, say please and thank don’t demand I write something from you
This blog is for all ages, do not be hostile towards any member of this blog as you will be told to remove yourself immediately and if you don’t I will remove you, hate will not be tolerated this is a safe space regardless of age, sexual orientation, gender/pronouns, disability and such
If you’re wondering about a request you have but you’re worried or confused if I’ll write it or not or you’re just curious please reach out through inbox or asks and I’ll let you know! I write both romantic and plutonic requests for a wide range of characters!
Some things I will NOT write include; teenage pregnancy, smut(or related themes), underage!reader x older characters (these will ALWAYS be plutonic either a parental or sibling relationship). If you’re wondering about anything else just message! 💜
Fate the winx saga
- Saul silva
- Farah Dowling
Avatar
- Jake
- Neytiri
- Quaritch/ recom Quaritch
NCIS
- Tony
- Gibbs
- McGee
- Ziva
- Ellie
- Nick
- Jack
Criminal minds
- Hotch
- Rossi
- Derek
- Spencer
- Jj
- Emily
- Garcia
The mentalist
- Patrick Jane
Castle
- Castle
- Beckett
Lucifer (Fox)
- Lucifer
- Maze
- Chloe
- Dan
Chicago med
- Will
- Connor
- Ethan
Greys anatomy
- George
- Alex
- Derek
- Mark
Twilight
- Carlisle
- Esme
Harry Potter
- Sirius
- Remus
- Snape
Marvel
- Tony
- Clint
- Bruce
- Natasha
- Thor
- Steve
- Loki
- Bucky
- Logan
- Wanda
- Pietro
- Maria
- Phil
- Carol Danvers
BBC Merlin
- Merlin
- Arthur
- Gwaine
- Leon
- Percival
- Lancelot
BBC Sherlock
- Sherlock
- John
- Moriarty
- Lestrade
- Mycroft
Black butler
- Sebastian
- William
- Undertaker
- Claude
Supernatural
- Sam
- Dean
- Castiel
- Gabriel
- Balthazar
- Chuck
- Crawley
- Lucifer
- Jack
The witcher
- Geralt
- Jaskier
Brooklyn nine nine
- Rosa
- Jake
- Amy
The good doctor
- Melendez
- Shaun
Friends
- Joey
- Rachel
- Ross
- chandler
- Monica
- Phoebe
Teen wolf
- Derek
- Peter
- Melissa (plutonic only)
- Chris
- Parrish
- Noah (plutonic only)
Doctor who
- 9
- 10
- 11
- 12
- 13
- River
- Clara
- Rose
- Amy
- Rory
- Jack
Lord of the rings/the hobbit
- Bilbo
- Legolas
- Thranduil
- Elrond
- Lindir
- Thorin
- Fili
- Kili
- Aragorn
My hero academia
- Aizawa
- Mic
- Dabi
- Hawks
Blue exorcist
- Mephisto
- Amiamon
Demon slayer
- Rengoku
Tokyo ghoul
- Yomo
- Uta
Durarara!!
- shizuo
Skyrim
- Vilkas
- Farkas
Ackley bridge
- Mr Evershed
- Mrs Carter (plutonic only)
- Mr Bell
The vampire diaries
- Damon
- Klaus
- Elijah
- Finn
the watcher
- Ryan
- Shane
911
- bobby
- Buck
- chim
- hen
- Athena
- Maddie
- Eddie
Downton Abbey
- Thomas Barrow
- Anna
- Tom Branson
- Mary
- Sybil
- Edith
- Mrs Hughes (plutonic only)
Kingsmen
- Merlin
- Eggsy
- Harry
Bones
- Booth
- Brennan (bones)
- Hodgins
- Angela
- Sweets
Buffy the vampire slayer
- Angel
- Giles
The walking dead
- Rick
- Daryl
- Negan
- Glenn
- Rosita
- Carol (plutonic only)
- Gabriel
- Aaron
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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 6 • 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓽
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Warnings: language, some violence, some angst, Y/N is portrayed to have a slight anxiety attack, Some mafia style “interrogation”,
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You tried to move, but you were held down. Looking down to your lap, your legs and hands bound to a chair in the middle of a room you didn't recognize. In the distance you can make out a dark tall figure...but who was it? Mathew? Your father? wait.....he got closer and closer until he came into view.
You could tell it was Noah, his face was muffled and blurred but all you could make out was....this strange and...sinister smile. One he had never done to you before. His hand was now on your throat! It was squeezing tighter and tighter! you try and shake from his hold, but he won't let go! You couldn't scream! You couldn't breath! You were scared, slipping and fading from your vision all you could see was that smile. Why was he smiling!? Why would he do this??!
You gasp awake in a cold sweat, you shoot upward sitting in bed, you head was spinning causing you to lean forward. Choking on your own air and spit as you try and calm yourself. Noah rushes into the room letting the door swing open. He climbs on the bed next to you and rubs your back
"Hey, hey, breath, come on slowly breath," he's close to your head to speak to you softly to try and keep your panic to a minimum. His other hand rests on your chest to apply some pressure to ground you. He could feel your heart thumping against your ribcage "ssshhh, shhh it's okay baby, I'm here. Just breath," he whispers as he slowly brings you to lean on him
You begin to bring you breathing down to a controlled level. His warmth, his heartbeat, his voice, it all grounded you again. His hand caresses and sooths you.
"I got you princess," he carefully lays you back down on the pillow and gets you comfortable again. He brushes your hair out of your face and dabs the sweat from your forehead.
"w-what...where am I..." you huff
"You're in bed...you're a little sick is all..." he said trying to sugar coat things as he caresses the back of your hand with his thumb. You try and recall the events from before. You head was thumping still and you felt nauseous.
"Can I have some water?" you asked feeling your mouth drier than ever. Noah reaches over for a glass of water he had ready. He helps you to sit up carefully and brings the glass to your lips, carefully tipping the glass so you're able to drink
"I could have done it myself you know" you try and joke
"well no, you are my wife, you are not well, let me care for you" a knock came to your door as a man peaks his head inside. "come on in" Noah answers as a man in a suit and white coat comes in. He walks up to the foot of your bed and says
"Good you're awake, you gave us quite the scare," he chimes as he makes his way over to your other side of the bed and reach his hand out to you "Go on and give it a squeeze, as hard as you can." doing as the doctor says you give his hand a squeeze, still feeling a little weak from before.
“Ah good, you're making quite the recovery, a bit slower than we'd want but progress no less,” The doctor chimes in “My name is Dr. Martin, I’ve been with Noah since he was a teenager. And now here I am treating you and on occasion his men.”
He walks over to a small table near the door, and reaches into his bag for a couple of items. He pulled out two boxes and walks back to you.
“ Tell me, Mrs. Sebastian, do you suspect you may be pregnant?” He asks
“I-uh, no, not at all.” he hands you both boxes
"Well I must ask are you sexually active?" he said with a straight face
"Y-yes..." you blush
"Then we must take the precaution before moving on," you sigh and turn to one side of the bed Noah stands up to help you out of bed. You thought it wouldn't be necessary and simply just stood up, however the rushed motion knocked you off balance and you stumble. Noah catches you and lets you lean on him for support as he walked you to the bathroom. He walks with you inside and lifts you on to the sink. Grabs the boxes and looks them over
"one is store bought the other is a hospital test....do you want me in here with you?"
"What are you gonna watch me pee?" you raise a brow at him as you take out one of the tests
"Well I mean....I've seen more than that so," he shrugged with a smirk
"ugh, just wait outside okay? I'll be fine," he gives you a quick peck to the nose and glances over his shoulder once more before shutting the door. Hopping off of the cool percaline sink you walk over to the toilet and get to the test. After taking it now you had to wait 3 minutes. Great. As you stare at the test so many things ran through your head. You sat on the floor with the test facing down not sure about the feelings you had towards it.
What if it was positive? How long would you have been pregnant for?? Did all this stress harm the baby?...did you even want to have a baby so soon? Did Noah?? A baby in the mafia? Was that even safe?
A knock brought you back to reality "hey, you alright in there?" it was Noah "It's been a good 10 minutes you know-"
"It's only been 4," Dr. Martin added
"Oh shut up!" Noah argues back followed by Martin chuckling
"4 minutes..." you repeat to yourself. You reach for the test and take a deep breath in, and out. You take a hold of the test and close your eyes. You bring it up to your eye level and let out a shaky breath, you could feel your heart pounding as if it were to burst from your chest. Your hands becoming humid and sweaty. You mentally count down to finally rip the band aid off
3....
2........
1...........
negative.
"oh..." you feel your body lose the tension it was holding on to. You jaw unclenched and you feel as though you could breath easily now. It was negative, you were not pregnant, there was no baby. You get up off the floor. You check the other test the doctor had given you and it had given you the same results of a negative test.
"Y/N? I'm coming in-" you open the door before he could make a move "Oh you're done, so....what does it say?" he asked
"Negative….no baby" you shrug and you see his shoulders relax in something like disappointment? Did he want it to be positive?
"Ah very good. Which means you are in the clear to take any medication when and if needed." Martin begins to pack his things "For now lots of bed rest, and no more opening letters" he joking points at you. Noah shakes his hand and he lets himself out of the room. Now that Dr. Martin had mentioned letters you were starting to recall the events that lead up to here. The letter, the phone call you overheard…should you tell Noah you heard him? Should you even ask to see the contract for yourself?
“What are you thinking my little flower” Noah asked coming to caress you face with fingers
"well the....the letter was one thing but there was something else...." you admit as you shift your weight from leg to the other. You weren’t sure how he would react to the question, or if he would be open about it, and just give you an answer. Maybe it was best to bring the topic on gently. He continues to focus on you and his own silent way of letting you continue what you were going to say.
“W-well…. After I had seen the letter, I went to look for you in your office to tell you what I had read. But once I got to the door, you were in the middle of a conversation and he sounded pretty pissed….” You start off, testing the waters
“Mhm…go on,”
“….i” you back out “ I just heard that you were really pissed and I didn’t want to get you more upset by telling you I opened the letter…”
Shit. Why didn’t I say anything? I should’ve just told him and asked him what it was about. We aren’t like how we were before he’s more open with me now. Right?
You scolded yourself in your head for not speaking up and telling him exactly what you wanted to know. But you’re given temporary comfort by a smile he gives you to reassure you that he wouldn’t have made him upset if he came to tell him.
“Oh flower, you never piss me off as much as the other heads our my men. The next time you have an issue I want you to come and tell me okay?” he said, as he caress your face with his thumb. His phone buzzed, and he took a look at his screen. With a quick glance to his watch, he sighs in slight annoyance.
“ something come up I gotta get down to the pier. I don’t know what time I’ll be home, but if I’m home late, don’t stay up late for me okay?”
You gave him a certain look, and he knew exactly what it was. You’re feeling a bit worried, especially because of what had happened in the past couple of hours. Luckily, Noah was one to act on the scene and prevent something before it even happens. He had some of his security on the property, making sure no one was to get close to the house. Any, and all male was now to be delivered to his building instead of his home.
“ listen I got some men outside they’re watching the place. And I’ve got jolly in here and his armed in case of anything all right? I’ll be back before you know it.” he holds your tenderly in his hands into your eyes he lays a gentle firm kiss to your lips. he lingers a bit before he has to pull away and leave the house. You were left standing in the room on your own, still thinking over what he had said, and what you didn’t say.
You decide and take a look outside, it was cloudy and looked as if the sky was about to pour. Looking down at the ground, you can see Noah’s security, walking the ground armed. It looked like if somewhere were to try and get in, they’ll be shot down in mere seconds. In some sense, it gave you some sense of security.
Go to the mirror and look yourself over. You looked tired, but also uneasy and lost. You rubs your hands over your face and grab one of your sweaters and wrap it around your body. You head out of the room and make you ways down the stairs. On the first floor you find ___ sleeping on his little dog bed. You leave him be to relax and head to the kitchen.
You knock on the doorway softly and Vilma whips around
"Oh Y/N You're alright!" he claps softly and walks to you and embraces you "Oh dear, you had me so worried! I thought I had killed you some how, lord!" she sighs deeply with a hand over her chest
"You Vilma? Unless it's with your amazing cooking, you would never" you smile at her
"You look tired dear, how about some nice tea?" she offered and you nod happily, you take a seat and listen to Vilma tell you another one of her stories as the rains started to pour outside. As Vilma got to work you look out the window as the rain drums against the glass, wondering where this was heading. What would become of you and Noah. What was going on with the contract that made him so upset?
———
“Get him up,” Noah demands as a man strapped to a wooden chair had fallen over due to a very strong punch. Noah observes his knuckles and how they were starting to become raw from the punches. By this point he had been at this for about 2 hours Noah. Stripped from his usually button down into a tank top, his hair was slightly messy and in his face. There were 2 versions of Noah when it came to his work
The business deals executive and the violent and cold mafia boss. The man that many other gangs and bosses fear. He didn’t care if you had caught him interrogating people at home, he’d do it in front of you and tell you to leave. But after time together and everything that had been happening, he moved it into pier instead. The bloody and bruised man is picked up off the floor once again and sat up right.
Teeth were missing, his face swollen, a cut lip and definitely some broken ribs. They tried to trace back the letter as far back as possible and only found the messenger. However this messenger refused to talk.
“I’ll ask you again, who are you working for?” Noah tone was low and dangerous. This was one side he would refuse to show you. After so much time spent together so many things shared, so many emotions you had put him through, this was the minimum he’d do for you. You ignited something in him, something he is never known for…something he wants to say to you but can’t. Not until he’s straighten things out first.
The man gasped for air but remained silent. Noah nods his head without a word, he walks over to a table and carefully selects something. He walks back juggling the item from hand to hand
“I tend to be a good business man, a man of my word, however what most business don’t know,” his don’t come up to a corner of the seat and open the switch blade “I never ask more than twice.”
With that said he flips the weapon and quickly stabs it down into his wrist. A loud sharp cry fills the pier as Noah simply watched. He grabs the man’s face and make him look him in the eye and he says in a low tone
“You’re going to tell me, or I’ll hang you over the water and let you bleed out like a fucking pig. Answer me!” He demands
“Jared! I took orders from Jacob! I swear I don’t know anything else I swear!” The man cries finally cracking under Noah’s pressure
“Jared? The fuck would he want…”
“I-I don’t know I swear!” He said pleading for mercy. Noah ignored him as he thought on the matter
“That son of a bitch,” his tongue clicked “get rid of him,” he nods at the man in the chair
“W-what but I told you everything! Y-you can!” He cries out
“You did crack…you answered me, you’re right” Noah admits as he cleaned his hands “but, your dumbass fucked with my wife….and that you’ll pay with your life,” Noah gives him a sinister smirk “have fun with the dogs,” he wishes him as his men drag him away from the pier as he tries pathetically to fight back. Noah pulls his phone out and dials Nicholas
"Nick I need you to find any information you can on Jacob....yes Jacob Bennet, bastard has something to do with this....just get me the info, I'll be in the office tomorrow."
Jared Bennet, the man who was harassing you that night at the event. He was know to be someone who pushed buttons until they were no longer buttons to push. He has gotten on Noah's nerves on more than one occasion. He's had his own personal business, issues and agendas with Jacob. Unless your targeting has something to do with that night he needs to put a stop to it.
He had already let him get too close to you that night. He won’t let it happen again.
Back at your home after Vilma had fallen asleep on the couch you snuck your way into Noah’s office. There was something he wasn’t telling you, and you were going to find it. Those words just kept repeating in your head
"She doesn't know..." "The Contract..." "Only a year..."
What could it all mean? It obviously has something to do with you, the contract and an amount of time. You try and open some of his drawers but to no luck they were locked. Knowing Noah, he probably had the key with him. You try the other side of the desk and luckily the very top drawer was open. You sift through the paper work and find
nothing...
"Fuck...maybe I'm just being paranoid," you sigh as you sit in his chair and close the drawer feeling guilty for snooping around his office. "I'm such a....huh?"
You reach for a paper on his desk in plain sight, it was your contract. Your signature and his as the bottom with some extra notes on the page. It had all the legal information on the marriage contract that should typically be there. Your eyes reach the highlighted section and read it out loud
“All members of CONCRETE must wed by the age of 32 and produce an heir within the first year of their contract…….” You could feel your heart drop into your stomach and your hands shake. Your breathing became heavy as you continued to read as best as you could “F-Failing to meet requirements…will result in termination…of….oh god…” you felt sick to your stomach, your head was spinning, your throat felt like it was closing up.
You could feel the tears starting to well in your eyes. You could feel your heart clench and ache to know that the man you let in, the one you were so vulnerable with. You knew you shouldn’t have let your guard down….and you did. It had been about 5 months since you’ve married, giving you a “time limit” on this contract. All those times….every kiss, every time you had sex…was it all to use you?
You were beyond furious, but hurt and heartbroken. You felt open and unsafe in this place you called home.
....
Little Flower: "I’m leaving." his screen illuminates his face as he walks to his car. He hasn’t gotten notices from his men, no one was visiting, and he couldn’t put together what this blunt message could mean. What did you mean that you were leaving?? He jumps into the backseat and tells his driver to step on it and get him home.
As he pulls into the driveway he jumps out of the car before a full stop and asks his men before they open the door
“Has she left?”
“No sir-“ the door close as they answer and he runs upstairs. Your were filling some bags and boxes quickly as if he weren’t even there.
“What the hell is going on?” He asks you trying to stop you from packing. You say nothing as you keep packing. “Y/N, I’m talking to you-“ he comes to touch your shoulder to get you to focus on him
“Don’t touch me….” You had this look in your eyes. It was on the borderline of fear but it was also betrayal.
“What the fuck is your problem?” He’s had a long couple of days and he wasn’t meaning to sound so harsh
“You’re my fucking problem,” you walk to the dresser and grab the contract and wave it in front of him “you know the whole deal of how I’m basically your ticket to remain in this bullshit” he grabs the paper from your hands and looks it over
“You were snooping in my office?” He asks feeling a twinge of annoyance
“Oh please it was right on your desk, on top of that I heard your phone call” you huff as you brush past him and grab a bag with some clothes in it. “And I am NOT going to be your little ticket into this shit,”
You walk towards the door but he shuts it and blocks your way
“No, you’re not leaving. We are talking about this,” he towers over you “if you fucking heard me, why didn’t you ask?”
“Oh because the man who still keeps shit from me would tell me about his phone call right,” you answer him with your hands on hips “the same one who will just leave in the mornings at time, finish dinner early, take calls at 2 am in your office,”
“Yeah because I have a fucking job and a role to play unlike you,” he didn’t mean for that to come out
“What was that?” You squint your eyes at him testing him
“You heard me,” he snarls back “all you are is a fucking pawn in this game. Daddy had no issue offering you up when I asked for you. So pathetic he couldn’t even handle business in his own. Had to use his little girl to stay on top All you are is a contract, a deal, a pawn.” He said without missing a beat. Hammering the final nail into the coffin.
“….so everything we’ve done…everything I’ve told you….” You could feel your throat becoming small and tight “I let…I let you….and all I am is a contract to you?” You chew on the inside of your cheek trying to bite back the tears
“Y/N….no wait that’s not-“ you hold up a hand as you push past him and slip through the door. He walks after you and tries to explain himself “baby please stop, listen I didn’t mean any of it! Flower-“
“Don’t fucking talk to me…” the last word came out choked and broken. He could feel his chest become heavy as his breathing became labored. You rush to the door and pull it open, your brother waiting for you outside with his car. “I’m going to my parents place….I’m obviously not in your plans an I…was a fool for thinking so….” You slide the cool jewelry off of your finger and place it on the entry table
“Y/N….please…..” Noah caught hold of your hand before you could walk out his thumb grazing at the skin trying his best to sooth you back inside. His eyes were begging you to turn back around. “I….i…..” he couldn’t being himself to say it. He knew what he wanted to say…but it wouldn’t come out
“There’s nothing left to say Noah….and now it’s too late to save it…” you take your hand back from Noah and speed walk to Mathew who took your bag and got you in the car. Mathew gave Noah a look and got in the car himself and sped off. Noah could hear his own heart in his ears, the sound of his breathing became uneven. He picks up the ring that was supposed to be on your finger and clenched it in his fist. His anger bursts out as he flips some of the tables in anger. Taking a have and throwing it at the wall. The water and flower scatter as the broken pieces hit the marble floor.
“fuck….FUCK!” He kicks the table already on the floor and makes his way up to his office.
Threats, secrets, murder, lies, traitors. He’s dealt with them all, nothing he couldn’t cope with. But this? You? This was soemthing he was sure may kill him…
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🪦Masterlist🪦
- Sleepless Nights
- Mercy (Sub!Noah)
- Feverish (Doctor!Noah)
- Love Triangle (polyamorous!y/n)
- I See Through You. (Satan!Noah x Lost soul!y/n)
- Your drummer (Nick Folio x Noah Sebastian x fem!y/n)
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Miracle-twenty
*gif created by me. feel free to use, simply give credit*
Pairings: Noah Sebastian x Reader
Warnings/Tropes: forced proximity, slight enemies to lovers, slow burn, smut, angst, fluff, mentions of death, and swearing.
Summary: Reader is the merch girl for Bad Omens. It wasn't what she wanted to do with her life but when her mother got sick with Alzheimer's, reader took a job where she could to help with the costs. She thought it would be a one-time gig but the longer she was on the road with them, the harder she fell for Noah Sebastian; even if he wanted nothing to do with her. She needed a miracle to save her mom and her future.
Author Note: A little light smut for now! Basically, all that it's going to be is smut with a side of fluff for the last few chapters.
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The door in front of us unlocked before Noah led me through the threshold, his fingers linked with mine; the ones that weren't wrapped up in gauze. When the lights clicked on, I blinked a few times at the sudden brightness and looked around. I'd been here a few times but now, this time was different. I wasn't here for a party or to hang out for a few hours. I'd be staying here, for how long I wasn't sure.
Noah and I had spent the last few hours in the hospital getting checked out. While Noah's injuries were mild, just a little smoke inhalation, mine were worse. The burns on my hand would heal eventually with some special cream and I had to keep it wrapped. Even though I fell on top of Jolly and Nick, I still bruised my hip and tweaked my elbow. The worst was the amount of smoke I inhaled. Doctors were concerned and wanted me to stay for observations, but I immediately denied. All I wanted was to go home and find comfort in my bed.
Home? I didn't have a home anymore.
Hours later and two different medications for the pain, I was standing in the middle of Noah's living room unsure what to do or where to go. I was exhausted, hungry, and in desperate need of a shower but still felt awkward as I stood there.
"How are you feeling?" Noah asked as he searched for the answer in my face.
I thought about lying, saying I was fine, but with what happened tonight the relationship between Noah and I changed immensely. He deserved to know the truth about everything even if it wasn't something he wanted to hear because it would worry him.
"My throat burns from all the smoke and my hand stings," I sighed quietly.
The doctor said the burning in my throat might last for a few days so I should try not to talk or strain my voice so much. Noah also was dealing with pain in his throat but I was so fucking thankful they didn't have any upcoming shows for a few weeks, enough time for him to heal and rest. It was bad enough that someone snapped pictures tonight of the fire with the guys there and posted them online, the last thing I needed was to be blamed for Noah not being able to perform.
"Why don't you head upstairs and take a shower? I'll make us something to eat then we can rest in bed all day?" Noah suggested with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
"I don't want to impose, Noah. This is yours and Jolly's place. I'll be out of here as soon as I find something."
He brushed a finger along my jawline and I shivered under his touch.
"I've already told you, angel. You can stay as long as you want, don't feel you have to rush out of here. We can figure all this out one day at a time, okay?"
With tears in my eyes, I reluctantly nodded then picked at the grey sweats that the hospital loaned me. "I don't have any clothes."
Noah made a mocking look over me from head to toe while tapping his chin. "I think you're just about my size. I've got some clothes that will fit."
I playfully smacked his chest with my good hand. "You're hilarious."
"Come on, I'll show you to my room and I'll get some clothes for you," he linked our fingers together then led me up the set of stairs to the upper level.
Noah pointed to a room on the right saying it was Jollys room then when we stopped in front of a closed door, he turned to look at me.
"I should have asked if you're comfortable staying in my room with me," Noah said.
The thought of us sharing a bed together made my stomach flip.
"As long as you're fine with me invading your space."
He gave my hand a squeeze. "It's going to be hard getting out of bed in the mornings now that you're here with me. Also, my room might be a mess. I haven't had the chance to unpack from the festival."
I smiled warmly at him. "I can handle a little mess, Noah. Have you seen my life?"
While I thought it was a funny joke, Noah did not.
"Sorry, bad joke," my lips pulled in a tight line.
Noah let me walk inside first and I nearly gasped at what I saw; a clean, tidied up bedroom with a suitcase perched right in front of his closet.
"If this is your definition of a mess, then I would really like to see what you consider a disaster," I chuckled.
Noah brushed a kiss across my forehead before he began rummaging through his dresser to pull out some clothes for me. It was a large Bad Omens hoodie and a pair of black joggers that were long because of Noah's height.
"What, no panties?" I teased with a wink.
Noah's eyes darkened and pulled me into his chest. "Fresh out but I'm sure you'll be fine without them for a little while."
I audibly gulped at how dark his voice had gotten and felt my core twitch with need. It's been so fucking long since I had a release and I wanted some sort of friction.
But the exhaustion of the day outweighed how horny I was.
"I don't have any toiletries or anything," I said, quickly changing the subject.
Noah turned me back to the open doorway of his room and gently patted my ass. "Bathroom is across the hall. There are extra towels in the closet and should be a new toothbrush in the drawer closet to the toilet. For now, you can use my stuff in the shower; top shelf. Tomorrow we can run to the store to buy you some things."
I raised a brow at him. "You thought of everything, huh?"
"If I wasn't afraid of you falling asleep in the tub, I'd run you a bubble bath with candles and all that shit," Noah smirked while running a hand through his hair.
"So romantic," I pressed a kiss to his cheek before walking across the hall into the bathroom.
Once the door was shut I glanced in the mirror and inwardly cringed at how I looked. My hair was covered in shoot and reeked of smoke. The burn on my hand needed more ointment and a new bandage but figured I would wait till after my shower; which would be hard to do with one hand. It felt weird to strip naked in the guys' bathroom and shower in a place that was so private.
The hot water washed away all the events of today, swirling down the drain, as I thought about where my future was headed. The guys all said that I could have my job back if I wanted it and honestly, I did. Now that I had nothing holding me back, I was ready to get back on the road to focus on my career. It wasn't something I expected I would do when I dropped out of college to help my mom but knowing that I was getting to do this with people I cared about; I wasn't complaining.
Holy shit, no wonder why Noah smelled so fucking good.
As the shampoo rinsed from my hair, I thought about how my relationship with Noah drastically changed. In the beginning, I wanted to take things slow but now realizing what he would do for me; I was ready to jump right into this with him.
And jump right into him.
My cheeks burned as thoughts of Noah standing in this shower with me creeped into my mind and I squeezed my thighs tight, hoping it could curb the desire.
With a sigh, I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me. I dried my hair with another when a knock sounded on the door.
"Angel?"
Opening door a crack so I could peak through, I raised a brow at him.
"Jolly's going to order us something for breakfast. Anything specific you want?" Noah kept his eyes on my face, not letting his gaze drop past my chin.
It was then I realized how late, or early morning, it was so I shook my head. "I'm fine with anything.
He smiled and went to turn away but his name fell from my lips as I called after him.
"Could you help re-wrap my hand?" I held up my injured hand while opening the door farther.
Now, Noah's eyes dropped to the towel wrapped tightly around me. "Do you want to get dressed first?"
I rolled my eyes at him. "It's nothing you haven't seen before, Noah. In person and with pictures and videos."
A red hue crossed over Noah's nose and I smirked at how cute he looked when embarrassed as he stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. As he took old of my arm to undo the wrap around my injured hand, I stared up at him through lashes.
"When did you find my Only Fan's page?"
Noah hesitated for a moment, halting putting on the medicated ointment. "I found it during the first night at the Airbnb."
My eyes doubled in size. "You knew about it for that long?"
"Wait," I said again when a frightening thought slammed into me. "Do you still have an Only Fan's account?"
"No," he said with such sternness in his voice while dropping my newly wrapped hand to my side. "I deleted my account the second you left. It was wrong of me to say those things about you then to go back on your page to watch it just didn't feel right."
"I deleted my page," I reassured him.
Noah reached around to grab a brush then began brushing my hair. The sweet action made my heart swell and I let my eyes flutter shut at the feeling.
"I would have been fine if you wanted to keep it, I understand why you needed to start it."
"I don't need it anymore. Plus, it would feel wrong posting on there now that were-." My words trailed off, unsure what to call us.
Noah set the brush down then raised a brow at me. "What are we, angel?"
I shrugged while holding the towel closer to my chest so he lifted my chin up towards him. "I'm yours; never stopped. I know I've apologized before but I feel like it hasn't been enough."
"I accepted your apology, Noah. There's no need to continue apologizing," I said.
His fingers dropped my from chin to graze over the skin of my neck across my collar bone then stopped right at the top of my towel. There was a rich darkness to his eyes as they burned into me, something sinister in his mind.
"I really want to kiss you," Noah breathed.
I liked the sound of that.
“I want you to earn your way back up to my lips but you’re going to need to work for it," I ordered while placing my hand on top of Noah's head, which was a task since he was so tall, then pushed him down to his knees.
While looking up at me through his long lashes and hair falling into his eyes, Noah licked his lips. "Can I?
I nodded hastily. "Please."
Noah growled as he lifted me onto the bathroom counter and ripped open the towel, it falling to my sides and I leaned into the coolness of the mirror when his warm tongue flicked over my slick folds. I moaned out his name while running my hands through his hair, hips bucking up into his mouth when he pressed the tip of his tongue on my clit.
"Shit," I breathed, eyes fluttering shut.
"Fuck, angel. I'd get on my knees every day for you. You taste so fucking good," Noah murmured briefly pulling away from my clit.
I hissed in pleasure when his teeth grazed over it before wrapping his lips over my sensitive bud and began sucking. A long finger slide between my lips and I opened myself wider for him as he hooked that finger inside of me. With his mouth biting and sucking on my clit and his finger pumping in and out of me, I felt the coil in my lower belly pull tight. I peered down seeing the tattoos on his fingers disappear into me. My nails scrapped at the roots of his hair as I rode his face closer to my release; it was so close.
"Be a good girl and cum for me, angel."
My orgasm came out in a strangled cry as I writhed above him, his tongue assaulting my pussy as the aftershocks tore through me with such force, I fell slump against the mirror. Noah's soft lips kissed up the inside of my thigh, over my stomach, up my chest between the valley of my breasts where his flicked each nipple with his tongue, then he hovered over my mouth waiting for an answer. His eyes were blown wide with lust and suddenly, I wanted to repay the favor.
"I'd say you earned it," I let out breathless.
Noah's lips attacked my own in a hungry kiss, his teeth biting down almost instantly before his tongue painted over it soothing the pain. I moaned into it when I tasted my arousal on him and my arms hung around his neck, nails scratching over the fabric of his shirt; something I wanted off right now. His large hands ran up and down my bare thighs, goosebumps rising to my skin, and I wrapped my legs around him to pull him closer.
A firm knock on the bathroom door made Noah reluctantly pulled away but continued to hold his grip on me.
"Yeah?"
"Breakfast is here, and it's getting cold," Jolly called through the wood of the door.
Noah buried his face deep into the crook of my neck to breathe me in. "I've already had the best fucking meal."
Giggling, I brushed away the hair from his face before leaving a kiss on his forehead. "I am hungry."
"Then we'll continue this later," he promised with a gentle kiss to my lips.
"I'll meet you downstairs," I pushed him away so I could hop off the counter and pat his chest. "You should probably shower; you stink."
Noah scoffed with a chuckle and helped me get dressed since I couldn't with my injured hand and I slipped out of the bathroom when he turned on the shower. It shocked me to see Jolly still leaning up against the wall next to the door. He stared at me with a raised brow, a small smile on his lips.
"Hi," I said quietly.
Jolly hummed. "Glad to see you're settling in fine."
Cheeks burning, I pointed to the door behind me. "I was just showering."
"Sure, sounded like it," he winked before ruffling my hair and heading downstairs.
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Discontinued Fandoms Masterlist
This is a compilation of all the works we’ve posted for fandoms we no longer write for. The writing itself will always be kept here for you to enjoy!
Check our main masterlist here!
American Horror Story
Imagines:
Cordelia Foxx | Imagine becoming the new Supreme
Big Bang Theory
One Shots:
Sheldon Cooper | Prove the Theory
Headcanons:
Sheldon and Leonard | Sheldon’s little sister sharing the apartment
Black Sails
Imagines:
Charles Vane | Imagine Charles Vane promising you a future by his side
The Breakfast Club
Imagines:
John Bender | Imagine Bender helping you find the library for detention
DC Universe
One Shot:
Hal Jordan | Get Your Own Jello
Deadpool
Preferences:
How they cuddle | Part 2
Divergent
Imagines:
Will | Imagine Will teaching you martial arts
Doctor Who
Imagines:
10th Doctor | Imagine being with the 10th Doctor in Paris
12th Doctor | Imagine being in a band with the 12th Doctor
Downton Abbey
One Shots:
Thomas Barrow | Such A Charmer
The Flash
Headcanons:
Barry Allen | Dating Barry would include
Friends
Imagines:
Joey Tribbiani | Imagine having a crush on Joey
Headcanons:
All | Having a night out with the group would include
Glee
Imagines:
Noah ‘Puck’ Puckerman | Imagine Puck getting jealous over you
Grey’s Anatomy
One Shots:
George O’ Malley | 007
Owen Hunt | Major
Owen Hunt | My Choice
Hairspray
Imagines:
Corny Collins | Imagine Corny telling you “Hey baby, looks like you could use a stiff one.”
Hawaii 5-0
One Shots:
Chin Ho Kelly | Mistakes
Danno Williams | Save Me
Hemlock Grove
Imagines:
Roman Godfrey | Imagine Roman missing your hints that he’s an upir
KINGSMAN MASTERLIST
LOST
Imagines:
James ‘Sawyer’ Ford | Imagine Sawyer not wanting to give your bag back
James ‘Sawyer’ Ford | Imagine Sawyer not realising he’s stolen your medication
James ‘Sawyer’ Ford | Imagine having your first time with Sawyer
James ‘Sawyer’ Ford | Imagine Sawyer noticing that Jack is your ex
Kate Austen | Imagine Kate comforting you when you lose a precious necklace
Sayid Jarrah | Imagine falling asleep on Sayid
Sayid Jarrah | Imagine being selectively mute and only speaking to Sayid
Sayid Jarrah | Imagine Sayid saving you
Sayid Jarrah | Imagine Sayid scaring you when he turns ‘bad’
Sayid Jarrah | Imagine finding a pool with Sayid
Sayid Jarrah | Imagine finding out Sayid is touch-starved
Shannon Rutherford | Imagine lending Shannon your inhaler
One Shots:
James ‘Sawyer’ Ford | Sandbox | Part 2
Preferences:
First Kiss
Night At The Museum
Imagines:
Kahmunrah | Imagine Kahmunrah falling in love with you
The Maze Runner
Imagines:
Gally | Imagine Gally falling in love with you
Gally | Imagine trying to come up with a plan to be with Gally
NCIS
Imagines:
Leroy Jethro Gibbs | Imagine Gibbs reluctantly cuddling with you
One Shots:
Leroy Jethro Gibbs | His Closest Friend
Park And Rec
Imagines:
Ben Wyatt | Imagine comforting Ben after the Ice Town incident
One Shots:
Andy Dwyer | “Holy shit, you know Santa!”
Ben Wyatt | Happy Secrets
Peaky Blinders
One Shots:
Tommy Shelby | Eavesdrop
Preacher
Imagines:
Cassidy | Imagine being in a relationship with Cassidy
Cassidy | Imagine getting up to mischief with Cassidy
Pushing Daisies
Imagines:
Emerson Cod | Imagine Emerson knitting you a sweater for Christmas
Emerson Cod | Imagine being Emerson’s assistant
Ned the Piemaker | Imagine Ned falling in love with you when you become a regular
Ned the Piemaker | “You’re covered in flour.”
Ned the Piemaker | Imagine Ned baking you a pie
Reign
One Shots:
Sebastian ‘Bash’ de Poitiers | Real France | Part 2
Riverdale
Imagines:
Archie Andrews | Imagine everyone noticing you and Archie like each other
Archie Andrews | Imagine being a Serpent that Archie falls for
Jughead Jones | Imagine editing Jughead’s manuscript
Jughead Jones | Imagine becoming Jughead’s friend
Reggie Mantle | Imagine Reggie liking you
Sweet Pea | “Open your present!”
Veronica Lodge | I dressed down in this catwoman outfit for you and my party boob keeps escaping
One Shots:
Archie Andrews | Worry
Jughead Jones | Misery Loves Company
Sweet Pea | Blood, Tears, and... Corn?
Shadowhunters
Imagines:
Jace Wayland | Imagine Clary trying to go for Jace when he’s already dating you
Teen Wolf
Imagines:
Lydia Martin | Imagine Lydia helping you figure out which supernatural creature you are
Stiles Stilinski | Imagine helping Stiles through his night terrors
Stiles Stilinski | Imagine being Scott’s little sister and having a crush on Stiles | Part 2
Stiles Stilinski | Imagine Stiles reacting to you getting terrible anonymous messages
Stiles Stilinski | “Fine, you can put the topper on the tree.”
Stiles Stilinski | “My gingerbread house is prettier than yours.”
One Shots:
Brett Talbot | His Angel
Stiles Stilinski | Unsteady
Stiles Stilinski | Not Anymore
Stiles Stilinski | Jealousy
Theo Raeken | In the Neighbourhood (kinda NSFW)
Headcanons:
Stiles Stilinski | Dating Stiles would include
Stiles Stilinski | How Stiles reacts to you breaking up with him
Stiles Stilinski | Taking Stiles to meet your parents would include
Theo Raeken | Dating Theo would include
X-MEN
Imagines:
Erik ‘Magneto’ Lehnsherr | Imagine Erik trying to help with dinner by using his powers
Erik ‘Magneto’ Lehnsherr | “You’ve never had a New Year’s kiss?”
Charles ‘Professor X’ Xavier | “Why does the house smell like a cinnamon roll threw up?”
Charles and Erik | Imagine being recruited into the X-Men by Charles and Erik
Wolverine / Logan | Imagine stealing Logan’s motorbike to get his attention after having a crush on him for so long
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tagged by @benoitblanc and @gracelcdomas to list 8 shows to get to know me! thanks arwen and milo!!
bbc's the hour
doctor who
keeping up appearances
the marvelous mrs maisel
the crown
the IT crowd
ted lasso
derry girls
so basically period drama + scifi + comedy!
tagging @shirecryptid @bluerthanthetardis @rthstewart @noah-sebastians @earthgorl @allofmechanged @oswinry @corrodedcoffn @winxnaryder @billhaders @anakinobiwans @lovebeyondmeasure @joellellie @kazzsbrekker @sovietyelena if you want to!
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Ships I Write For:
- Marvel
FitzSimmons
The Scientists and the Spies (Leopold Fitz/Jemma Simmons/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff)
Lance Hunter/Leopold Fitz
Huntingbird
Clintasha
Hulkeye
StaticQuake
Daisy Johnson/Piper
Daisy Johnson/Piper/Lincoln Campbell
Melinda May/Phil Coulson
Mack Mackenzis/Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez
Foggy Nelson/Matt Murdock
Wilson Fisk/James Wesley
Luke Cage/Danny Rand
Danny Rand/Spiderman (Ultimate Spiderman only)
IronHawk
Technobow
Stony
Cherik
Armando Muñoz/Alex Summer
Nightsilver
Scott/Jean
Danielle Moonstar/Rayne Sinclair/Illyana Rasputin/Sam Guthrie/Roberto de Costa
Raven/Hank
Wandavision
Peter/Ned/MJ
Carol Danvers/Maria
Symbrock
Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson
Loki/Mobius
Kate Bishop/Yelena Belova
~
- DC
Birdflash
Malcolm West | Herald/Joey Wilson | Jericho (Teen Titans only)
Rachel Roth | Raven/Garfield Logan | Beast Boy
Coldflash
Superflarrow
Vibeflash
Atomwave
Coldatom
Flashatom
Coldwaveatomflash
Goldenvibe
Toliver
Hawkmates
Killerwave
Winnara
Scholsen
Atomblazer
Coldatomwave
Atomfrostwave
Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle
Harley Quinn/Poison Ivy
~
- NCIS
Tony DiNozzo/Jimmy Palmer
Tony DiNozzo/Nick Torres/Jimmy Palmer
Nick Torres/Jimmy Palmer
Sam Hanna/G Callen
G Callen/Eric Beale
Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks
Poly!Agents (Callen/Sam/Kensi/Deeks/Eric/Nell)
Nell/Nate
Tim/Abby/Delilah
Bishop/Kasie
Gibbs/Jack Sloan
Sam/Michelle
Jessai (Jesse Boone/Kai Holman)
Pride/Chris/Sebastian
Lucy/Kate
~
- Criminal Minds
Hotch/Hailey
Tara/Emily
Jemily
MoReid
Micphet (Prophet/Mick Rawson)
Sam Cooper/Prophet/Mick Rawson
JJ/Will
Luke/Penelope
Rossi/Erin
~
- Harry Potter
Wolfstar
Jegulus
Jeguiliy
Jacob Kowalski/Newt Scamander
Fred Weasley/Harry Potter/George Weasley
Ron Weasley/Harry Potter
Hermione Granger/Harry Potter
Hermione/Ron/Harry
Harry/Luna
Luna/Ginny
Ginny/Harry
~
- Maze Runner
Newtmas
~
- Doctor Who
Rose/Nine
Martha/Ten
Clara/Eleven
Rose/Nine/Jack Harkness
~
- Supernatural
Destiel
Sabriel
Crowly/Bobby
Bobby/Balthazar
~
- Star Wars
Skysolo
Stormpilot
Jedistormpilot
Obi-Wan/Anakin
Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme
~
- Star Trek
Chulu
McSpirk
Spirk
McKirk
~
- Merlin
Merther
Morgana/Gwen
~
- Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
Hollowheart
Floatingfire
~
- Lord of the Rings/Hobbit
Aralas
Frodo Baggins/Samwise Gamgee
Meriadoc Brandybuck/Peregrin Took
Frodo/Samwise/Merry/Pippin
Bagginshield
~
- Dark Matter
OneThree
~
- Power Rangers (full list in the pr blog)
Jake Holling/Noah Carver
Brody Romero/Preston Tien
Hayley Foster/Calvin Maxwell
Tyler Navarro/Riley Griffen
Jayden Shiba/Antonio Garcia
Mike/Kevin
Devon Daniels/Ravi Shaw/Zoey Reeves/Nate Silva
Devon Daniels/Nate Silva
Casey Rhodes/RJ
Vida Rocca/Xander Blye/Chip Thorn
Nick Russell/Chip Thorn
Jack Landors/Syd Drew/Sky Tate/Z Delgado/Bridge Carson
Jack Landors/Bridge Carson
Will Aston/Mackenzie Hartford
Ronny Robinson/Rose Ortiz
Scott Truman/Summer Landsdown/Dillon/Fynn McAllistair/Ziggy Grover
Dillon/Ziggy Grover
Scott Truman/Flynn McAllistair
Shane Clarke/Dustin Brooks
Zayto/Ollie Akana
Zayto/Ollie Akana/Javi Garcia
~
- Hawai'i Five-0
McDanno
Max Bergman/Jerry Ortega
~
- Shadowhunters
Jimon
Alec Lightwood/Simon Lewis
Jace Herondale/Clary Fray/Simon Lewis
Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood/Simon Lewis
Malec
Clizzy
~
- Umbrella Academy
Dave/Klaus Hargreeves
Eudora Patch/Diego Hargreeves
~
- Flashpoint
Julianna Callaghan/Sam Braddock
Lewis Young/Spike Scarlatti
Sam Braddock/Spike Scarlatti
Sam/Spike/Lew/Donna/Winnie/Jules
~
- Teen Wolf
Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Allison/Scott
Erica/Boyd
Danny/Ethan
Lydia/Jackson/Aiden
Lydia/Stiles
~
- Grimm
Monroe/Rosalee Calvert/Nick Burkhardt
Nickroe
Adalind/Juliette
Roddy Geiger/Carter Brimey
Renard/Wu
Wu/Hank
~
- White Collar
Peter Burke/Neal Caffrey
Peter/Elizabeth
Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
~
- CSI
Horatio Caine/Eric Delko
Caine/Eric/Speedle
Calleigh/Ryan Wolfe/Natalia
~
- 9-1-1/Lone Star
Tarlos
Russley
Owen/Michelle
Bobby/Athena
Hen/Karen
Chimney/Maddie
Marjan/Paul
Mateo/Nancy
Nancy/Marjan
~
- One Chicago
Kelly Severide/Matthew Casey
Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz/Jay Halstead
Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes
Will Halstead/Natalie Manning/Connor Rhodes
Will Halstead/Justin Lieu/Connor Rhodes
Gabby/Shay
Darren/Blake
Mouch/Trudy
Herrmann/Cindy
Boden/Donna
Cruz/Chloe
Antonio/Peter Stone
Antonio/Voight
Sarah/Noah/Joey
Crockett/Ethan
Ethan/April
April/Maggie
~
- Mission Impossible
Ethan/Will
Jane/Bengi
~
- Sherlock
Johnlock
Greg Lestrade/Mycroft Holmes
~
- House
House/Chase
House/Wilson
Wilson/Chase
House/Wilson/Chase
Foreman/Thirteen
~
- Ghost Whisperer
Melinda/Jim
Melinda/Rick
Melinda/Rick/Eli
~
- Baby Driver
Darling/Buddy/Baby
~
- Bull
Danny/Cable
Bull/Benny
~
- Julie and the Phantoms
Luke/Julie
Luke/Reggie/Alex
Luke/Alex
Julie/Flynn
Julie/Carrie
~
-TMNT
Leo/Usagi (2003 only)
Leo/Karai (2003 only)
Raph/Traximus
Raph/Casey Jones
Don/Usagi (2003 only)
Don/Leatherhead
Mikey/Mondo Gecko
Mikey/Renet
Splinter/Tang Shen (2012 only)
~
I do not write incest of any kind, I do not write abuse unless by my own ideas, I do not write manipulation unless by my own ideas
If you have a question about a ship you don't see up here and want me to write, you're welcome to DM/IM me.
Thank you!
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