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fandom-oneshots-etc · 9 months

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Hey, can you write a story about Evan Buckley and Reader announcing that she’s pregnant to the 118 at like a family gathering :)

🍄 Pairing: Evan Buckley x Reader

🍄 Genre: Fluff

🍄 Summary: At a 118 family gathering, Buck's overprotective nature reveals a little more than the two of you had planned.

🍄 Word Count: 1618

🍄 Abbreviations: N/A

🍄 Warnings: Pregnancy, implied pregnancy complications

🍄 Note: I really liked this request Anon! I hope this is what you were looking for. I thought about this scenario and I instantly imagined Buck accidentally announcing the pregnancy rather than planned. If you would rather a planned version, just pop in another request. A similar request came from @quinnstan247. Enjoy :)

You could feel the eyes following you closely as you slipped into the kitchen to refill your glass of orange cordial. Your overprotective, puppy-dog boyfriend remained outside in the garden of the Nash household along with the rest of the team as they stood around Bobby and the BBQ grill. You knew that Buck was searching for any reason he could to follow you inside, but you met his gaze through the windows and offered him a reassuring smile that seemed to subdue him for the minute.

Since the second you found out, Buck had been glued to your side. It had been three weeks since you took that test, since your doctor had confirmed it and in that time you had, had to convince him every single day that he could leave you and go to work. Every day he fought you, wanting the both of you to stay home so you could rest and he could wait on your every want and need, but you couldn’t do that. You were only thirteen weeks along and there was hardly any reason to be confined to the bed just yet. You knew that he was only concerned about the safety of you and the peach you currently carried in your womb. It was endearing and one of the sweetest things you’d ever seen, you hadn’t thought that Buck could get any sweeter, but here you were one act away from having a mouth full of cavities.

What hadn’t helped was that Buck had been responding to a number of pregnancy calls in the past few weeks a few resulting in sadder endings than anyone wanted. They had definitely struck a chord with Buck and had only made him hover all the more.

Adding the water to your cordial, you took a sip of the orange, a light buzz filling your taste-buds. You had become obsessed with anything orange flavoured since your pregnancy diagnosis. Whether it was orange skittles (which Buck had kindly sat and sorted out for you), or orange flavoured chocolate, or even the orange flavoured cupcakes you had found at the grocery store and ate within an hour of buying, anything orange and you were all for it.

Walking back into the garden, your entire body seemed to clench a little as you stepped back into the gaze of the sun. As much as you were enjoying this down time with the 118, it was so hot. The heatwave had only hit LA in the past few days but already it was in full swing and you were feeling every beam of it.

“Y/n,” you turned over to where Athena was sat with Hen and her daughter May. The three of them were stood around the mini bar that Athena had installed, in direct sunlight. Already hot, you fought down the urge to grimace as you moved to stand by them, the sun glaring on your skin. “We were just telling May about Buck and that kiddie ride at the mall. She doesn’t believe us.” Hen informed and a grin split across your lips, taking your mind off of the sweltering heat.

“Oh my, God. I have a photo, hang on,” You pulled your phone out of your shoulder bag and set your drink on the bar, thumb flicking through the many photos in your gallery in search of the one from the Saturday before. “He thought it was funny and I tried to tell him he wouldn’t fit but he insisted,” You giggled and turned your phone for May to see. “I honestly thought I’d have to call nine-one-one.”

Displayed across your screen was the photo that still had you giggling a week later. There sat Buck, who had squeezed his way into the small metal bus which was obviously aimed for children 7 and under. But Buck had twisted his body at all kinds of angles and had somehow managed to worm his way into the ride. His head was poked out of the door hole, his legs curled up against his chest, unable to stretch out in the tiny space that his body was occupying.

What Athena and the others didn’t know was that Buck wouldn’t have gotten into the ride if it wasn’t for you. That morning your hormones had been playing you like a fiddle and every little thing had upset you, the bin bag had broken when you were trying to change it out for a new one, somehow a red sock had slipped in with your whites and now everything you owned was slightly toned pink and they had shown that advert with the puppy sat in a box, in the rain, on the side of the street with people walking past ignoring it. It seemed, that morning, that everything was stacked against you. Buck had offered to come with you to the mall so you could pick up your clothing order from a store, you had ordered certain items that they didn’t have in stock and they had delivered into the store the day before. You were buzzing to see the new pair of pumps you had ordered. You knew that in a few months if not weeks, the shoes would probably be pressing against the sides of your feet and ankles because of the pregnancy swelling, but that hadn’t stopped you from ordering them in your size. However, like everything else that morning, even that didn’t go as planned. The shoes had been delivered in the wrong colour and in a size smaller than you wanted, making them impossible to wear. Buck had seen how disheartened you had been when you left the store, trying not to cry in frustration. He had wanted to do something to cheer you up and in a joking manner he had made a bet with you that he could fit inside the kiddie bus ride.

It had definitely succeeded in cheering you up, if not from how silly he looked, his large muscular frame curled up inside the ride, from when he got stuck and couldn’t get himself out straight away. You had done what you could to help him out, but you were giggling so hard your entire body went weak. When he had finally gotten out, the two of you had continued to giggle all the way home and your mood had been lifted for the rest of the day.

“Oh, my God,” May giggled. “That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. Please send me that!” she begged.

“Of course,” you agreed with a laugh of your own. “I could never gate keep on a photo like this.”

“What made him get in there?”

“It’s Buck, does he need a reason?” Hen scoffed. As the ladies continued to giggle, the heat seemed to make it’s presence known as it glared down onto you. The side of your temples was beginning to throb and your skin was starting to get slick and sticky, sweat oozing from your pores. You raised a hand to swipe at your brow, glancing around the garden for the closest seat, your legs aching.

As you moved towards one of the sun loungers, your boyfriend’s eyes caught onto your movements, already on high alert.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” he asked, abandoning his drink at the grill and rushing towards you, one arm slipping around your waist to help guide you to the seat.

“Buck, I’m-”

“Dammit, it’s too hot out here for you. We should’ve cancelled,” he began muttering to himself. “Are you dizzy? Do you need a drink of water? What about something to eat? Is your blood sugar low? What if you’re dehydrated?” The only thing making you dizzy was the hurricane of questions Buck was sending your way, not even leaving a chance for you to answer them. One of his hands instinctively came to rest on the front of your stomach.

“Babe? Baby?” You tried to pull Buck out of his panicked rant, his eyes not once meeting yours as he kept scanning you for any visible injuries. Not that there were any, but the paranoia was getting the best of him and the heat probably wasn’t helping.

“We should get you in the shade,” he decided. “Shit, you should’ve stayed inside. You’re carrying precious cargo now, baby. You and peach can’t take this heat. We shouldn’t have come. This is all my fault-”

“Buck!” You pressed your hands to the sides of his face, directing his eyes to yours so you could try and ground him. “Buck, baby, I’m fine. We’re fine. I’m just a little hot and tired that’s all. It’s normal.” He still seemed a little uncertain, and his eyes held a lifetime of worry for you and his unborn child. “We’re okay. I promise.” You offered him a reassuring smile, your thumb coming to brush against his bottom lip rhythmically, giving him something to focus on. His eyelids pressed shut as he breathed slowly for a second.

“Are you sure? ‘Cause we can go home-”

“We’re fine. I just need to sit for a minute that’s all.” You peeked over his shoulder. “While I’m sitting, we should probably talk to the people behind you, they seem a little shocked. You kind of let the cat out of the bag.” Buck twisted his head to look around at the team behind him, everyone stood, jaws dropped and eyes wide. Eddie was the most comical of the bunch, his glass halfway raised to his mouth ready to take a sip but frozen in time with the news that Buck had unintentionally shared.

“H-Hey, guys,” He chuckled awkwardly with a sheepish grin. “I guess we have some news to share.”

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buckleyx · 1 year

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pls a fic about buck from 911 with reader who is v short (like 5'2) and he likes to cuddle on her chest lots of fluff thanks

CUDDLES AND KISSES

the gif i used is not mine! all credit goes to the owner! - This is such a pretty Gif <;33

Author’s note: Hello it is I. I'm back baby!! NEW EPISODES NEW ME YEAHH. Enjoy my friend as I feed you with this content.

I was really inspired by this request so thank you, thank you, thank you anon.

Evan buckley x gender!neutral reader

Warnings: FLOOFFF and cuddly Buck but also mentions of the coma he has in season 6

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"I'm cold." You whined, pulling the blanket closer to your chest. Buck smiled, stretching his arms before moving closer to you. The couch made a funny sound as he smoothly tried to scoot over. You giggled at the action which made him crack a smile of his own. The corners of his mouth curled up, the sound of your laughter sounding like heaven to his ears.

Since Buck's accident, he's been pretty much stuck at home. Not that you really minded, helping him recover was one of your top priorities now. You even took some time off of work. Just a couple weeks, just until he was feeling better you promised.

"Feeling better now?" He asked. You pretended to hesitate, nuzzling your face against his chest. "Yeahhhh, I'll be alright." You teased. Another chuckle escaped his lips, pressing a kiss to your head.

Oh, how he wished he could stay in this moment forever. He felt so at ease, so peaceful and safe when he was with you.

You thoughtlessly watched the tv show that was playing while you played with the soft cotton hem of his shirt. Twisting it around your fingers. Unconsciously Buck was doing the same thing but with your other hand. His finger caressing the palm of your hand.

You stayed like this for a couple of minutes before the silence was interrupted by soft yawn. Buck pushed his face to the side before blinking a few times. Evan would feel tired often, something the doctors warned him about after he woke up from the coma.

You noticed it in him too, after a few simple task he would already be feeling sleepy. He hated it. Especially during moments like these. Even after sleeping full hours he still would feel like he hasn't slept a wink. He just wants to be with you, do simple things again with you. But it takes time. Healing takes time.

"I'm I such bad company?" You teased, perking your head up to look at him, a smile plastered on your face. Evan laughed softly while caressing your cheek with his thumb. "You? Never!" He smiled but couldn't help but feel a slight quilt forming about ruining this beautiful moment.

You noticed the shift in his eyes and wanted to tell him for the millionth time that he doesn't have to apologize or feel bad about this. He needs to heal.

Before he could say anything you poked his side, tickling him to take his mind of it. "Hey!" He laughed loudly before tickling you back. You jumped up at his fingers tickling your skin. You playfully fought back, making your way from his chest to his torso. You carefully sat up and strangeld his torso. He rested his hands on your hips to help you sit up as you proceeded to tickle his stomach. A playfull "yelp" escaped his lips as he tried holding your hands, laughter filling the room.

After his failed attempts of winning you over he called for a truce. It fell quiet again as you both tried catching your breaths after all the giggles. Here and there a small giggle manged to escape again, making you both smile like children.

Buck sat up again, positioning your hips so you were sitting more comfortable on his lap. Your legs strangled his torso. His hands grabbed your cheecks. He played with your hair before peppering your face with small kisses. "I'm so lucky to have you." He whispered. You smiled, looking at his lips before giving him a kiss. His eyes fluttered shut, deepening the kiss at your approval.

"I love you." You whispered back after a few seconds. The buckley secured his arms against your back before swiftly switching positions. You were laying with your head against the couch, he gave you a loving smile and a kiss before resting his head against your tummy. He wrapped his arms against your upper body, nestling his nose against your skin just like you did before with him.

He felt so happy, so goddamm lucky to have you. How he wished he could capture moments like this forever. Dream in them away and stay with you forever.

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firehousefreak911 · 8 months

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Could you do a imaging with Buck from 911. I love the opposite attracts idea. Like a secret girlfriend, because she isn’t a fan of being around people. She’s different from all the other girls that buck dated

Thank you

Hope you have a good day:)

A Good Different

You sat on the couch in your baggy sweat pants and oversized shirt. You watched as your boyfriend ran around the house getting ready.

He wasn’t the type of guy you were used to but he made you feel so special and loved. And you knew for a fact you weren’t the type of girl he had been with before. But none of that mattered, you loved each other and nothing could change that.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Buck asked sitting down in front of you on the couch facing you.

“No Buck, you know it’s not my thing, you go have fun” I said, urging him to go.

“Are you sure? I don’t have to go” he replied.

“Evan, baby, look at me, I want you to go have fun, I know how much you love going to hang out with the 118. Go have fun, beside I have a new crime documentary I want to watch” you said, switching the channel to your show.

“Fine, I’ll miss you” he leaned over to kiss you.

“I love you” he said

“I love you too” you sighed, “give me 10 minutes and I’ll be dressed”

You aren’t the type to hang with a bunch of people but if it made Buck happy then you would push your fears away.

10 minutes later you came out in ripped jeans and a faded black concert tee. You threw on your combat boots and grabbed your bag.

“Damn your beautiful” Buck whispered grabbing you in a kiss, “maybe we should stay home”

He chuckled as he kissed you passionately. You smiled under his kisses. When the two of you finally separated you headed for the door.

You applied your makeup in the car adding your dark lipstick to top it off. As Buck pulled into the drive way you started to get nervous. Looking over at your Buck noticed your demeanor.

“Hey you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, we can go home” he said grabbing your hand.

You gave his a squeeze and shook your head no.

“No, let’s stay, I want to do this for you. These people mean the world to you. And because of that they mean the world to me, it’s time I finally met them” you reply.

Buck gets out and runs to open your door. He leads you to the front door. Buck opens it and goes in.

“Hey everybody we’re here!” He yells

“Finally!”

“About damn time!”

You hear every yell from the main area. As you follow Buck down the stairs of the house, you think he said it belonged to his captain and his wife. Everyone stops and looks at you.

“Woah! Buck who is this?” A dark haired man smiles.

“Chimney!” A woman smacks his arm. You recognize her as Buck’s sister.

“Sorry about him, I’m Maddie, Buck’s sister” Maddie said, coming over to you.

Buck could feel you get nervous. He squeezed your hand.

“Everyone this is Y/N, my girlfriend” he says. He leads you over to a chair. He then introduces everyone. You slowly start to feel at home. He was right the 118 does feel like a family.

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j0eyj0rdis0n · 6 months

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Pls pls can we get some Evan Myer/HABIT headcanons

Maybe with a little to nice to everyone reader 🙏🙏 can be sfw or NSFW :3

Absolutely you can! There’s not too much NSFW but just enough to put the marker there.

EVAN/HABIT WITH A NICE/SWEET READER

Loves the way you're such a sweetie

Oh he knows exactly how he's going to use you, how you're going to be all his

He'll charm you and when you're hooked, you're his and only his

Corrupts you nice n' slow

Enjoys the shocked look on your face when he tells you all about the evils of the world

How he's evil.

And the bright blush that floods your face when he mumbles the most vile sexual fantasies in your ear

God he's obsessed with it.

Calls you his little rabbit because of that innocent look in your eye, like a sweet little bunny

Tries to take things slow when it comes to sex but that hopeful gleam in your eye ruins everything

He feels something take control deep inside of him as he bottoms out in you

Teaches you all the right ways to please you

And of course learns how to please you too! He knows your body like the back of his hand at this point.

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babygorewhore · 8 months

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Pretty Little Psycho.

Kai Anderson x Reader.

Kai Anderson planned on killing you, you were a means to an end. A necessary sacrifice to his cause. But you have a dark secret of your own. One that makes you difficult to murder. You decide to get revenge on him but these things can never be that simple.

Holy shit. My longest fic. Huge thanks to my little sis, @scene-and-dandylover for helping me. Warnings! Brief Kai POV! Murder! Violence! Talks of death! Hunting kink! Slapping! Spitting! Dub/non con! Daddy kink! Degrading! Choking! Oral! Both receiving! PnV! Complete filth and kink. Slow burn. Enemies to…fucking. If there’s mistakes, ignore them. Also please laugh at my jokes. Thanks.

She would be an easy target, even more susceptible to being slaughtered. What a hell of a way to send a message. Murder a sweet, innocent girl to show no one was safe. No one could be trusted.

Kai didn’t really give a shit, if he was being honest as he secured the mask over his head. Moves and counter moves to get to the top. Always achieve the next best thing. No matter how many people he would destroy to get there.

He crept silently out of the shadows, Harrison, Samuels and Ivy (🤢) on either side of him. The girl had locked the door but he had snuck out a spare out of her purse. It was while she walked into a book store last week and he brushed by her. Fucking nerd. He didn’t have time for books.

As he pulled out the key, unlocking the door and he moved in the entryway. His eyes darted, observing his surroundings. The lights were out but he took notice of a modest living room, flatscreen tv and one white couch. It was only the mother and the girl. Kai’s lip curled and he snorted at the sight of two filled bookshelves.

Harrison turned, his tall form nearly clumsy as he pointed to the wood stairs. Kai extended his hand out in a pausing motion. “You three, go upstairs. Try not to fuck while we’re here. We don’t have time. Bring her down. We’ll kill her at my house.”

Samuel’s tilted his head, his mask going lopsided. “We’re not killing her here?”

Kai bristled, “You’re questioning me?” How dare he? In the middle of this? Was he fucking serious?

“No, Divine Ruler.” He shook his head obediently. Like a dog. Ivy had been silent but Kai gestured harshly with his middle finger for her to follow then.

The trio walked up the stairs, they creaked from age and the weight of their feet. Kai flicked his leather coat, swaggering to the living room. Despite the lack of light, he studied the photos. Baby pictures, a wedding celebration and then he halted at the portrait.

It was her.

He had seen her, yes. Followed her. Stole something from her belongings. But this was different. He collected it, held it steady in his gloved hand. A pressure in his core shivered inside him. She was pretty. More than fucking pretty. Beautiful even.

She smiled brightly, her hair styled and clothes flattering her figure. The twinkle in her eye told him she had been laughing before it was captured. He traced his finger on her mouth before it slowly circled her chest.

It was a damn shame. Any other occasion, he would splay her on his bed, hell even against the wall and fuck her until she forgot her name. Only remembering she was his fuck toy.

Kai set the frame down and waited.

You knew intruders were in the house. Years of experience trained your hearing to pick up on the smallest, subtle changes in your environment. You had settled in your bed, oversized sweatshirt and comfortable shorts when the uncharacteristic noise came from downstairs.

Your window was too small to escape from. The closet was a horrendous choice for a hiding spot. Your bed didn’t have any space underneath. Your mother was away for the evening and it wouldn’t be unusual for her to not hear from you for a long period of time. She wouldn’t realize if something happened for a while.

The rapid thudding of your heart rang in your ears as you tip toed to your closet. While you couldn’t hide there, it secured necessary items. You shoved away the bag that held your vibrator, maybe for another time, before your hands settled on aluminum baseball bat.

The weight was comfortable in your grip as you balanced it against your side, the shadows obscured the blood stains you couldn’t get out as your other hand felt for the hunting knife contained in its sheath.

You inhaled deeply before rushing over to stand on the other side of your door. Gingerly, your thumb and pointer finger turned the handle as you palmed the knife with your other digits. A trembling, addicting energy coursed through your veins as a twisted sense of excitement tightened your belly.

Surveying the small space in front of your room, you shrunk back as a slim, taller than you figure, wearing a pin stripped pant suit, presumably a woman, brushed by. You registered a mask, an elephant one before it turned sharply towards you. Springing forward, you didn’t hesitate as you smashed the blade into the side of her neck.

A gurgle came out of her throat and you kicked her knees in, forcing her to slide onto the ground. Blood spilling onto the rug. You ripped the knife out before you flung yourself down the hall, pinning your body against the wall beside the laundry shoot and your mothers bedroom. It was awkward, the hunting blade slipping from your hold as you squeezed the end of the bat.

Two more came, one extremely tall with a disturbing clown mask, wide and fanged teeth into a grin. The other was shorter but stocky. He also wore a clown disguise. The large one stopped in his tracks as they saw the dead body. You assumed she was dead. On her way at least.

“Ah, fuck! She got her! Fucking find her!” He shouted. They moved over her body and big man’s mask jerked in your direction. You had to act fast. Stocky man skillfully attempted to grasp your hair but you ducked in between them.

Hands locked around your shorts and that’s when you swung the bat. It clanged against big man’s mask but the way he stumbled back told you that it made contact with his physical head. Jumping to your feet, you hit him again, this time on his crotch. He crumpled to the floor. Arms wrapped around your neck but you sliced the knife across Stocky man’s torso.

“Motherfucker!” He growled as you ripped away. But big man collected himself while you were distracted and his palm smashed your forehead against the wall.

The knife was torn from your grip and the bat fell from the impact. He hit your head again and your legs went slack. But he stopped, assuming you were falling unconscious. You were able to blink away the black spots in your vision as stocky man wrapped his hands around your throat, shoving you against the wall.

Your fingernails clawed at his arms but to no avail. Your airway was cut off as you sucked in but you grew hot. Your knee him in between his legs but he anticipated the assault. You could smell his cologne. Big man watched, his fingertips flexing and your mind shrieked at you.

You grabbed the mask, yanking it off his face.

“Shit!”

He was a young man, thirties, with platinum blonde hair. He was handsome. For a sadist wearing a clown costume. He had released you and you doubled over and coughed.

“Enough of this bullshit. I don’t have to kill her for this to hurt.” The unmasked man had your knife, something you hadn’t registered.

“What the fuck is the-“ A new voice entered the scene and you whipped your head to the direction it came from.

Another masked man, this one had three terrifying faces and long noses. He was tall, not the same as big man, wearing a long black coat, combat boots and gloves. By the way he paused, you concluded he was shocked by the carnage.

“You fucking let her kill Ivy? This fucking girl is holding us up?” He snarled.

You knew immediately. They were going to take you to a second location and kill you.

Hell no.

The unmasked male, happy hands, lifted the knife. Rage reddening his features and your hand automatically swung upward to block your face.

“I said don’t fucking kill her yet!” Ringleader screamed and the razor sharp blade plunged inside your palm.

You froze, pain didn’t come, it was numbed by adrenaline.

You dumbly looked at your quivering hand. It was so deep that the hilt kissed the bone. But they were frozen too. Gritting your teeth, you turned your hand as backward as it would go and you stepped forward, slitting the responsible man’s for this injury, throat.

He clung his hands against his neck, eyes bugging out as blood gushed. The taller man grabbed him, pulling him into his chest as a lover would and your ears were ringing.

You sprinted toward the stairs and with your remaining strength and the element of surprise, you shoved the man in all black out of your way.

Shock kept you from tripping as you burst through the front door with your shoulder, the night air filling your nostrils and you spun to the left, the neighbors. Get to their house. Get to a phone.

Luckily, the lights were on at the house next to yours. Your feet carried you as they were growing slack, you jerked your head to the side and made yourself stay away.

The porch was a blur as you collapsed in front of the door. With your uninjured hand, you pounded on the glass screen. “Help! Please, help me!”

Less than a minute went by, an middle aged black woman answered. Her brown eyes took in your state and she knelt down. “Oh god, what happened?”

“Please, help me.” You cringed as she wrapped your arm around her shoulder, lifting you from the concrete.

“It’s okay, my name is Beverly. I’ll help you, it’s all going to be okay.”

Hours went by, the police came and the ambulance workers wrapped your hand. They searched the house and didn’t find anyone. Not a body. The rugs were removed, taking away any blood evidence. They had worn gloves. Presumably, they had enough time to flee.

You had called your mother, she wailed and wailed over you. But you managed to calm her down. Especially since you stitched your own hand together with Beverly’s sewing kit. She informed you that you were welcome to stay over as long as you needed. It was well past midnight and you were too wired to sleep.

She had gone to her room and you paced back and forth in the main area. Why the fuck did they break in? What the hell was that? You saw these attacks on the news, the clowns but you hadn’t paid close attention. How did they know you’d be alone? Why you?

They weren’t expecting a fight, which most people wouldn’t considering your background. Rough childhood, insane adolescence and finally a mental breakdown. They also wouldn’t know about your other hobbies. They caught you in a moment of weakness.

It would never happen again.

You plopped on the couch, sighing into your bandaged palm. They were smart enough to cover their tracks, but were they intelligent enough to stay away from you? Doubtful. You’d need to keep your head down for a while. Take a break from your day to day life and stay home.

You reached to turn off the lamp when you noticed a white corner underneath a book about journalism. Beverly revealed that she was a news anchor. Which you didn’t know because you barely watched the news, hence why you hadn’t paid enough attention to the clowns but hell. Curiously, you peeled the piece of paper out and held it close.

Your heart stopped.

It was a list of names.

Most of them were crossed out. But your mothers name and your own, were on there. Your brows quirked together. What the hell-

Oh, shit. Dead. They were dead. You were supposed to die. But how would they know about you? About your home? Unless…your head turned towards the stairs. Of course. She knew. She had to know.

You were going to fucking find out.

Without a care, you dug through all the drawers until you settled on a hammer. The weight was uneven, but it would do the job. She had gloves, bleach and salt, the perfect concoction. Your shoulders were straight as you went up the stairs.

It was time for her to talk.

Another murder. A helpless, middle aged woman tortured in her own home, the same night a girl was attacked. The clowns were out of control. They were tormenting the city of Michigan. Everyone was terrified.

Except you.

You hid a chuckle behind your hand that still adorned the secured dressing as you set down your purse at the gym. It wasn’t…entirely difficult to get the names from Beverly but you did work up a sweat. But finally, you jotted down the names of the cult. The ridiculous thing. A cult? Run by some delusional blue berry look alike and his followers over shit about voting?

You didn’t know the names personally, including the leader, blueberry Kai Anderson. Except one.

Harrison Wilton. The Trainer where you worked out. You didn’t speak to him but you knew he would recognize you. You were on a mission. Make the sorry piece of shits regret ever targeting you. You snuck past the desk and made your way towards towards the men’s bathroom.

You blocked your vision as you passed naked men, some jerking off, some contemplating their sex lives and others watching porn. Jesus, didn’t they have better things to do? You hid in one of the showers, tucking yourself in the corner. He wouldn’t take advantage of your fear this time.

One hour, two hours, finally three fucking hours passed and you swore you had created ten more Pinterest boards, reconstructing your life with the internet soothed your nerves before committing murder, when you overheard new footsteps.

Peeking around the corner, you saw him walking in. You stepped back, listening to any other signs other men were in here. But you were positive it was empty. Harrison walked next to your hiding spot, you grabbed him by his shirt and body slammed him against the wall, knocking his skull against the shower head.

“Scream and I will gut you. Like the animal you are.” You hissed.

He tried to overpower you but with your position, it was too difficult for him to push you. Your arm was snug against his neck and a very small, but sharp needle was held an inch away from his eye.

“Holy-shit- it’s you-“ He managed but you pressed harder.

“You really shouldn’t have broken into my house, Harrison. You got your boyfriend killed. And now, I’m gonna kill you.”

“Who the fuck are you-“ Harrison choked and you trailed the needle to the side of his neck, digging enough to draw blood.

“Guess.”

“Fuck, I don’t know, a serial killer?” You gasped and leaned in closer.

“Jesus Christ, no. Serial killers space out their murders. I’m driven by the absolute need to get the job done. You could have least said something interesting. Any last words?”

He spat in your face. “He’ll find you.”

“I hope so.”

His death was quick, maybe a little too quick from your needle and he flopped on the floor. You flicked your hair back and smoothed your clothes. Another one bites the dust. The gym was empty but the door was still unlocked. Your car wasn’t far in the parking lot as you nearly skipped there. Holy shit. This was easy.

Hunting them down was fun.

You shut your door as you searched for the keys and your eyes flicked upward into your rearview mirror.

Someone was in your backseat. “Oh shit-“ You said before a flash of blue and pale skin hit the back of your head.

Your vision darkened around the edges as a male leaned forward.

“Blueberry cult leader?” You questioned before everything went black.

You weren’t completely asleep, sensing the movement of the car and feeling the air conditioner on your skin. But your body was limp. It took a lot of effort to fight, let alone kill someone. You couldn’t force yourself to move. You moaned, trying to swipe your hand at the blueberry/Kai Anderson. But it felt like a brick wall.

The vehicle came to a controlled stop. You slumped further, your eyes still fuzzy. Your side of the car opened, arms wrapped around you. Lifting you and holding you close to a hard chest. Fading in and out, you glanced up at the male, Kai who was carrying you easily.

You didn’t know how much time went by with you drifting until you fully opened your eyes. You pressed your wrapped hand against your temple, gathering details of this night. You killed Harrison. Went to your car. Kai was there. He hit you over the head. Hard. Where were you?

It looked like a basement. A couch, which you were laying on. A table with two chairs. A tv. A coffee table. Stairs leading to a door. A bathroom. A nice house for a cult leader. You jolted to a standing position before you stumbled. Still unsteady.

“Motherfucker.” You growled to yourself. Maybe you took too long. You should have checked your car. The one night you didn’t.

What was wrong with you? Why were you making these mistakes? You’d think after years of killing people you would be an expert by now. It was so exhausting keeping up. Maybe that’s why you needed beauty rest.

The upstairs door slowly opened and you stiffened. You balled your fists, difficult with one of your hands and you prepared for whoever came.

You saw a pair of black jeans, black shirt and zip up hoodie. You rolled your eyes when you saw the badly done blue hair. Pursing your lips, you crossed your arms as his boots stopped several feet away. His brown eyes darted across your face before falling on your chest. Your shirt had torn, cleavage peeked out but you didn’t bother covering it. Let him look.

“You don’t look happy to see me.” Kai fake pouted.

“I was happy. And then I saw you.”

He huffed a laugh before he extended his hand out.

“I think you know my name. And I know yours, y/n.”

“Why don’t you cut the bullshit? Are you here to kill me? Because that’s not going to work out for everyone.” You warned him. He shook his head before pulling his hand back.

“Of course not. That would be a waste. Why would I kill someone so impressive? A woman like you-strong, angry and beautiful?”

You groaned, letting your head fall back. “Jesus Christ. Can you just stop? I’m not angry. I’m trying to get even. It’s a simple matter. You broke into my house, I decided to kill all of you.”

“Oh? That’s your plan? I mean you’ve already killed four of my following. That’s not enough for you?” Kai pressed, taking a step forward.

You didn’t move. “Nope. You irritated me. Had Beverly spy on me? I mean what is this? A mission impossible movie? You’re pathetic. A pitiful little pretty boy.”

He continued moving in your direction with a small smirk. You didn’t like that. Or…did you? Kai’s boots touched your shoes and he lingered above you. “Aw, you think I’m pretty?”

“It’s a figure of speech, dickface.”

“Well, I think you’re a precious little princess. Pissy that someone out smarted you.”

You lifted your hand with your middle finger up. His smile widened into a grin and you were growing frustrated. What the fuck was he doing? Kai ducked his head down, quicker than you anticipated and pressed a kiss to your mouth.

You fell back, your ass hitting the ground with your limbs awkwardly splayed. “What the fuck was that, cunt bitch ass fucker? You fucking kissed me-“

Kai flew to you, clamping his hand around your jaw with a hidden strength you didn’t expect and he clenched his teeth. “Watch your mouth, precious. I would hate to fill it up with something to teach you a lesson.”

You tried to move out of his grasp but he didn’t budge. “Let go of me, you bitch.” He shook his head, clicking his tongue.

“So vulgar, is that how you should speak to your Divine Ruler, little lamb?”

“I’ll kill you too.” You hissed at him and he slowly nodded. His hold loosened and you leaned back, completely out of his fingers.

“Is that right? You’re going to kill me? In my own house? That’s just rude.” He settled on his knees in front of you, one of them almost too close to your inner thighs.

“There’s no escaping what I’ll do. It may not be today. Tomorrow. But I will.”

“No you won’t.” You almost screamed. He had you caged. He was physically stronger and you didn’t have any weapons. You were vulnerable. You didn’t know the layout of his house.

“Why the fuck not?”

“Because you’re going to become one of us, Y/N. You will join my cause. I’m not going to let you go, until you surrender to me.”

He had to be joking.

“Are you on crack?” He tilted his head at your exclaim before he started laughing. Loudly.

You were infuriated. How dare he. Did he think you were stupid? Did he think you were naive? Angrily, you shuffled forward and swung your hand to slap him. Damn him. Damn all of this. You should have stabbed him that night too.

But he caught your wrist. “Mmm. Nice try, precious. You’re so angry. And for what? You will join me. Whether you like it. Or not.”

“That’s your plan? To force me to join your bullshit cult? All because I killed your small dick friends?” Kai looked pissed off now.

“My men, Ivy and Beverly were loyal followers. And you killed them like animals. You’re lucky I don’t give you the same fate.”

“They were stupid, cowardly little fucks. And Harrison died like a pussy.” Something snapped in him from your taunting and his palm wrapped around your neck.

You choked and you scrambled to get your bearings but he had this skinny man supernatural strength that left you immobile. “One more word like that, one more and I swear to god I will-“

“So, do it. Fucking do it. You’re just trying to scare me.” You really needed to keep your mouth shut.

Kai inhaled deeply and rested his head against yours, almost gently. “How about I make you a deal?”

You didn’t have a choice but to listen. You really pissed him off. “What-what kind of deal?”

“I’ll give you a chance to get away. Escape. You’ll have a head start. If I don’t find you within five minutes, you can leave.”

You trembled. “And if I don’t? If you find me?”

Kai met your eyes and stroked your hair out of your face. “If I catch you, I fuck you. Making you mine. My little slave. And you’ll have to join me.”

Horror raked you. This was really happening. You felt weak for the first time in a long while. He wasn’t kidding. He cocked an eyebrow. “Time is ticking.”

You crawled away from him before leaping to your feet. The speed was in short bursts as you took three stairs at a time, bursting free from the basement.

Panting, you spun in circles in the hallway, frantically looking for any door. Come on…where the hell was the living room? You carried yourself like a mad woman, throwing your body forward as you screamed in relief when you saw the exit. The wide, wooden door. You tripped, hand locking around the handle and you couldn’t go fast enough as you saw the stars.

The grass sounded as you sprinted but you were starting to run out of air. You looked in all directions. You knew you were running out of time.

Your car. Skidding, you slid on your stomach as you army crawled underneath the metal. You pressed your lips together to muffle your sounds. Surely this was a good hiding spot, right? You weren’t used to this. Normally, people ran away from you. Your knees burned from the rough ground. Your elbows oozed blood but you ignored any sensation of pain.

You didn’t have a watch or your phone but you guessed four minutes passed. Just a little more, you’d be free.

A hand latched around your ankle, dragging you from underneath the car and you started screaming. You were flipped on your back, cringing as Kai gave you a sick, twisted smile. “Found you.”

“Get off me! Fucking get off!” You wailed pathetically but he started pulling you towards the house.

You clawed the grass, trying to get loose but it wasn’t working. “Help! Help me!” You kept yelling for any attention.

Kai hauled you up, lifting you off the earth floor and you thrashed. “No! Stop it! Let me go!” His arms were around your middle as he pushed open the door with his shoulder.

“Shhh, I gave you a chance and you lost. It’s better if you just accept it, precious.” You tried scratching, throwing your head back trying to make contact but it was useless.

Kai carried your wild moving body back to the basement and let you spill onto the carpet ground.

“Look at that. A pretty, little psycho trying to get away from me. How sweet.” Kai threw your defeat in your face.

“Fuck you!” You pressed your back against the couch, trying to put distance between you.

“Mmm, you will.” Kai’s eyebrows lifted. “No need to be so dramatic, precious.”

“Stop. Fucking. Calling. Me. That.”

“Stand up.” He said. You shook your head rapidly.

“Do it!” He shouted. Against your better judgment, you did.

He closed the gap between you, cupping the back of your head and his other hand gripping your hip. His scent was intoxicating, lips hovering over yours and big, brown eyes searching. The blood in your veins went cold…and then warm. Tears prickled your vision and you hated that. But you were trapped. Kai reminded you that he had the upper hand.

“Such a precious, little lamb. So perfect for me, perfect for me to fuck.You’re going to listen to me?” You shook your head and he sneered.

“Good.”

Kai smashed his lips to yours, his kiss brutal against your mouth as he brushed his tongue on your lower lip. Maybe it was lust, lust for power that overcame you, you didn’t know. But he tasted like toothpaste and alcohol. You opened your mouth and met his dominating pace. Kai’s hand slid to your ass, cupping the flesh as he bit your lip. Hard enough to make you wince.

He pushed you to your knees, making you stare up at him with wide eyes. “Don’t tell me you’ve never done this before, little lamb?” At your silence, he moaned. “Fuck, you really are mine, aren’t you? I’ll be nice and help you, little girl.”

He pulled his jeans down, his black boxers sleek against his pale complexion but you narrowed your focus on the apparent erection. His dick was big, more than you imagined with his insufferable energy, you were nervous.

Shaking fingers tugged down the fabric, his cock slapping against his stomach. His red, leaking tip warm to your touch. He groaned at the contact and he cupped your jaw. “Open your mouth, pretty girl.” Your mouth parted and you stuck out your tongue.

He brushed the tip of his dick across the flesh, slowly entering his cock past your lips as they wrapped around the tip. Hollowing your cheeks, Kai’s grip on your jaw moved to your hair and he pulled painfully tight. You breathed through your nose as he thrusted his pelvis, touching the back of your throat. Sucking him, your eyes watered but he moaned like a god damn porn star, urging you to continue.

“Fuck-you’re so-fuck, choke on it.” You swore your scalp would tear from his fingers but you became addicted to his pretty sounds.

Bobbing your head up and down, your own palms cupped the back of his thighs, keeping him still. “Take my cum down your fucking throat, princess. Be good for me.” A sticky, sweet substance pooled down your throat and he released you.

You cleared your throat, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Instead of pulling you up, Kai moved on top of you, his legs straddling your hips. His hand brushed past your cheek, your neck with his thumb before they massaged your breast. “Whiny little whore. Are you that easily wet? Let see.” He shoved his previous gentle fingers inside your shorts, past your underwear and he rubbed your sensitive clit. You arched, pressing your forehead against his shoulder.

“Such a pretty little slut. This is so fucking easy.” He inserted his digits into his mouth, sucking your taste.

“Wait-“ You tried to protest as he ripped your shorts and underwear off. Throwing them in the distance. “No-no-I did what you wanted-I blew you-“

Kai separated your thighs harshly, spreading your cunt with his fingers before he flattened his tongue. Licking slow circles around your clit. You tried to move away, hating how fucking good it felt but he wouldn’t let you. “You taste so fucking good, so sweet.” His tongue slipped inside you, before it lapped your slick and repeated the motions.

“Fuck-“ You squeaked, squeezing your eyes shut. The pleasure was like lightening, your heart pounded inside your rib cage.

“This pussy is mine, isn’t that right?” He said against your cunt. You couldn’t find words as he continued his assault.

“Say it.” You moaned as your stomach tightened. You knew the sensation from your vibrator but this was even more intense.

A slap against your pussy made you cry out in pain. Kai’s fingernails dug deep into your skin as he kept your legs spread. “Fucking say it. Who does this pussy belong too?”

“Y-you!” You breathed, barely audible. Kai shook his head, the speed of his tongue changing as he was unhappy with your answer.

“What do you call me? Come on. What do you call, your Divine ruler?” Your lips formed the title before another name came to your mind.

“Yours, Daddy. It’s yours.” Your head moved to the side, gasps and moans escaping your mouth as he devoured you. You were close, so close to cumming.

“Who’s pussy is this? One more time and I’ll let you cum.”

“My pussy is yours, daddy.” The wave hit you and you thrusted against his face. You couldn’t catch your breath as he shuffled over you.

“You taste so good, little lamb. Such a sweet little slut. I think I should share,” Kai tugged your mouth open with his thumb and spat inside.

“Swallow it.” You obeyed, losing any sense at this rate.

Kai wasted no time, lining his tip with your entrance. You figured he was a unprotected sex freak but you had an IUD. You never knew when this moment would come. “Make sure to breathe,” He said against your ear.

A dull pain came as he thrusted his cock deep inside your pussy but it wasn’t as bad as you imagined. You felt full as you wrapped your thighs around his waist. You whimpered as he moved harder, his thumb stimulating your clit at the same time.

“Such a good little bitch, taking me so well. Fuck, you’re so tight.” Kai groaned and your eyes rolled back.

You weren’t going to last long and by his speed you knew he wouldn’t either. Kai held his weight on his elbows, his lips peppering kisses down your neck. Now, he was vulnerable. Just like you. A sadistic idea played in your head and you tightened your legs around him. “More, daddy. More,” You begged.

Kai lifted his head from your neck, his eyes locked on yours.

“You’re my pretty boy, Daddy. I want you to cum in me.” You made your voice as pleading as you could.

“Fuck, I think you’re trying to kill me.” He choked. You pressed your lips against his, sucking his lower lip as his hips jerked. Your pussy pulsing from his cock, “keep going, daddy. Cum in me, please.”

That sent him over the edge, you weren’t far either as you both cried out in pleasure. Your hair was stuck against your forehead as he pulled out. The pressure released but an ache left you sore. Kai put his boxers back on but left you bare. He gave you a triumphant smirk. “Daddy’s so proud of you, little lamb. I knew I would win this little game between us. I always do.”

You chuckled and lifted yourself to a seat.

“And I’m so proud of you, my pretty boy.”

He won.

This round.

Taglist. @howtobesasha @icannot3 @ifeeltoofuckingmuch @evanptrss @randodummy @alittlesil @quickandsilvers @hyperharlz

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deepest-nightmare-expert · 5 months

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WHOLESOME HEADCANONS FOR EMH BOYS AND A DASH OF PATRICK FROM MLANDERSEN0.

[ Tw /CW mentions of health issues, just general chronic illnesses ECT. and anything that you'd generally expect, from a slenderverse series. Mentions of NSFW self harm emotional distress crying. ]

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Patrick Andersen .

When your having a flare up and need comfort.

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He's seen a couple things, and his own vessel/host body goes through a lot of pain as well so as soon as he sees you struggling to do daily tasks or get up out of bed he knows without a doubt .

↑ you can't hide shit from this man. !

He doesn't say a word watching like a hawk until you come to him, but the second he sees you are in over your head he is right there.

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Need your hair washed but your limbs feel strained ? He knows and will pop up and do it for you if your ok with it.

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Need a reminder to brush you teeth ? Help cleaning your room or doing house chores ? He's right there.

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Will pick you up into his arms when it's all too much, and just sit down on the bed or on the couch just gently holding you and humming a soft tune pulling your hair out of your face and or sitting in silence until your ready to speak.

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He will brush your hair if you need or want him to, and if your having a rough time with getting dressed if your getting too dizzy or are in too much pain to bend over or pull your shirt on or off he is right there without a doubt.

Saying things like "honey it's okay let me help me, please?"

Or "it's okay to ask for help, let me get that for you alright ?"

"Your okay, let me hold you up I got you hon. "

He will just let you cry and gingerly wipe your tears with a bottle of pain meds and water within arms reach .

He's a good caretaker for both you and himself when need be.

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EVAN MYERS.

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He doesn't experience chronic illnesses that have heavy pain, like this so its hard for him to empathize up until he saw you struggling to sit up in bed one day then just laid down and gave up Infront of him from the pain in your spine ...and his heart broke.

He's literally at your beckon call wether you like it or not, always looking up the foods your body needs for nutrients to do with your specific condition.

Helping you with at home physical therapy, making sure you don't over do it.

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Keeps you hydrated and a heating pad on stand by with some pain medicine.

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Always has a warm bath ready when your joints are bothering you with some Epsom salt, and a warm soft fuzzy robe and towel.

Keeps your favorite pillow within arms reach, and makes sure you wear clothes that don't Hinder your physical performances and mobility that they're easy to get on and take off.

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Also gently throws you over his shoulder if he sees you ignoring your bodys need to rest and gently carries you to the couch or bed to lay you down and looks at you like a misbehaving cat with nothing but concern affection and empathy .

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"alright times up, your under arrest. " (Get it??)

Or " cmon cutie, your being laid out. "

Things also such as " nope your comin with me bossy pants. "

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He loves you very much and will often lay down beside you and be a living heating pad for you massaging your achy joints or just holding you swaddled up into his arms resting your head on his chest.

He's protective service dog boy boyfriend .

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VINNY EVERYMAN.

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He didn't get it at first but one day you were doing dishes and got out of breathe, limping to the couch looking guant leaving the water running.

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And then it hit him, you are sick very very sick and after that ? He was always right there within arms reach half the time.

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Always texting check ins and making sure you have eaten and are resting , if he sees you doing a task he asks if you need or want assistance anytime he feels you may need the indication of a offering hand.

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Big soft man cuddles , will hoist you up into his arms and pet your head very gently sitting down on the couch with you and putting on a silly comedy movie you enjoy and getting you some comfort snacks.

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He will not verbally communicate with you, paying attention to your body language and using his own like little hand signals to ask if your ok or a raise of a brow.

This man always makes sure he checks your breathing and movements in case you need more help than he'd first thought or he assumed on first glance.

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When you cry from pain though his body freezes up and his stomach drops but the second he processes your tears he gingerly and quietly walks up to you and holds you gently swaying with you back and forth holding the back of your head in one hand while the other wipes away your tears .

"oh...babe..please let me hold you...I hate when you cry like this.."

"i didn't know it was this bad...why didn't you tell me?"

"here come here let me hold you for a few seconds .."

"come sit down with me okay baby ..? I have you now don't worry your head.."

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He is very supportive he's a silent watcher but verbal when he needs to be the second you need assistance wether it's emotional or physical he is right there.

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JEFF KOVAL

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He works at a hospital so he knows all the right procedures, right there to support you.

Very understanding and accommodating , always makes sure he checks your body up for anything that will need extra assistances .

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Gets accessibility items for you that you need .

Need a walking stick ? He's got you.

Shower chair ? Don't worry bout it it's already there.

Wheelchair ? Boom right here don't have to lift a finger.

Shower step or matt ? You don't even have to ask.

Walker ? Don't even stress he's got you.

Also he has so much access to pain meds or chronic illness aids that he is practically your own personal pharmacist.

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He always is your main support system.

Will also help with physical therapy and find you good referrals to clinics that specialize in your specific needs and conditions.

Will cuddle you and let you touch his fluffy hair for comfort , keep you hydrated and take you on drives or play your favorite music or white noise . Get you your favorite blanket and snuggle up with you no matter what mood he's in he will be right there for you.

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HABIT

He can sniff it out. Will hunt you down and check on you grabbing you into his hands gently and checking over your body anything out of the ordinary he takes you out of order and lays you down in a nest he made for you with your comfort things.

Favorite plushie ? It's in the nest.

Comfort pillow/s ? In the nest.

Security blanket /s ? In the nest.

The hoodies he wears that you always steal ? Right there in the nest fresh clean and soft.

Your favorite socks ? In the nest.

Right beside the nest ? Water your favorite foods , foods for your specific condition your comfort drinks .

On the TV ? You bet your ass he is playing your favorite fuckin comfort show no matter how dumb or good he thinks it is.

Inside the nest ? Heating pad with cat attachments and a habit holding you there with or without your will and petting your hair gently keeping a sharp ass eye on you.

He will not take no as a answer for when your not taking care of yourself and need help.

He will wash your hair wash your body while silently grumbling but be very soft with you sensitive to your emotions just as much as your body.

Similar to Evan he will just yoink you up into his arms wether you like it or not and take you to the comfort nest.

The second you cry he internally panicked he is not used to being a source of comfort but the minute he looks in your eyes and sees what your going through it is his DUTY to take the pain away he's right there at every moment watching waiting and holding you wiping your tears away gently shushing you and whispering very very soft comforting nothing's to you.

Absolutely in arms at the universe for putting this on you but the softest you've ever seen him with you.

He will purr at a attempt to soothe you and say words of affirmation.

"you will be okay ...rabbit , it's not gonna be so bad after long "

"you won't die...i won't let anything get you, its a little pain but your not bleedin yet but the second you do I'll be there alright ?"

"shhh shh your gonna be fine don't worry I gotchta"

"don't waste your tears little rabbit, you'll kick this in no time I know you will your a tough little bastard. "

"It's gonna be okay bunny I know it hurts ..."

He is black cat comfort energy.

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#everymanhyrbid emh #habit emh #habit everymanhybrid #evan myers #jeffery koval #vinnycafarello #vinny everyman #patrick andersen #mlandersen0 #slenderverse #ARGseries #jeff emh #evan emh #emh x reader #habit x reader #evan x reader #jeff x reader #vinnyxreader #Patrick Andersenxreader

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oliviassblog · 5 months

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HEADCANONS FOR DATING YOU.

thanksgiving movie — evan headcanons

HUGS. FROM. BEHIND. istg im on my knees for this he will randomly come up to you and just hug you from behind you happy to see you.

why do I feel like he’s the type of guy to make posters for you? Like to ask you to prom or homecoming even tho you guys are together we will still make posters.

this man will defended you anyday and everyday someone messing you they already gonna get fucked up.

he would probably take you places when you’re having a bad day or something.

i feel like he will always hold your hand or have his arm around your neck.

this is so funny but he’s like that type of guy to say “imma make this shot for you babe” and then just not make it lmao

GOOD. AT. MAKING. OUT

he is def the type of guy to get you a bouquet of flowers

He would probably make you come to all of his games like “if you don’t get ur ass here”

he would def check up on you whenever your feeling down

he would always drive u to school everyday even if you say your gonna walk or something

like I said he would protect you always

says things to make u blush and he loves seeing you blush 🫢

#thanksgiving movie #thanksgiving #evanthanksgiving #evan x reader #fluff #addisonrae

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ariespirate · 1 year

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daddy

a kai anderson x fem reader

tw: slapping, cursing, degrading

The basement door opened, you looked up to see your divine ruler facing you at the top of the stairs.

you were ready for him. wearing your pink frilly lingerie set under his big tshirt

“hi doll” he said walking down the stairs

“hi daddy!!” you were excited and he could tell. you’d been waiting for him all day

“Come here” he said pulling you off the couch

he grabbed you arm pulling you up, once you were on your feet his hands were hooked on you.

a moan slipped out. you had been such a good girl waiting for your man to come back from a longgg work day. you were ready to please him with that gorgeous body of yours.

“my perfect baby, you look so good in my shirt” he smiled

you purred at the sweetness

“but I’d rather see what’s underneath” Kai said pulling off the oversized shirt

“fuck-“ Kai groaned

“this is your favorite right?” talking about the pink lingerie you had on

“this is my favorite” he said pulling on the choker you were wearing that had the word “daddy” on it in gold letters

“im all yours daddy, use me anyway you want tonight” you said submissively

“get on your knees” he said with that scary tone of his

you got down on your knees sticking your butt out just to tease him. he messaged his growing bulge through his pants.

you put your hand over his moving it for you to take control. You unzipped his pants, pulling down his boxers his hard cock sprang up in your face

you looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. he caressed your face with his big hand leaving a little snap on your cheek

“Baby you look so fucking sexy on the floor for me” he groaned bucking his hips at you

you took his tip into your mouth, twirling your tongue around his precum soaked dick

you sucked and sucked going deeper into your throat. he was close you could tell

he bucked into your mouth over and over, taking control of you by gripping your hair

“fuck- I love you baby” Kai said

he always said he loved you when he was about to cum

you took him out of your mouth

“I love your more daddy” you replied

he grabbed you by the hair pulling you off the floor, pushing you onto the couch

he ripped off your panties in one snap

you moaned so loudly that winter could definitely hear you upstairs

he dove into your pussy. licking and sucking the soaked nerves

all you could do was moan, you couldn’t form words your brain was to fogged

he stopped.

“MHMM DADDY” you moaned at the lack of touch

He grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down your soaking wet cunt. he slipped it in you

“Oh doll your so tight for me” Kai moaned

he pushed in and out of you over and over

you were close. so close.

“Di-divine ruler mmm gonna cum” you moaned at how hard he was fucking you now

“Me too” he kissed you

he lost pace and shot hot fluids into you as you came with him

he sat there for a minute, staying in you while kissing your forehead

“Mm I love you daddy” you whispered in his ear biting the bottom of his earlobe

“I love you doll let’s get you a warm bath” he said pulling out of you and pulling up his pants

“Come here baby” he reached out for you, pulling you into a hug

#evan peters #ahs fandom #ahsfx #evan peters blurb #jimmy darling #kai anderson #kai anderson smut #ahs fanfic #coquette #ahs murder house #kai angst #ahs smut #x reader #evan x reader #jimmy darling smut #boyfriend #american horror story #tate langdon #smut

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evanspresso · 1 year

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can you do one where y/n is having a bad day she’s like crying for no good reason and she can’t sleep but is exhausted and evan helps her like sort of comforts her?

and all of a sudden I felt really tired

Y/n doesn't know what it is.

She doesn't know if its because she has endless amounts of projects due and it's her last semester ever, or the fact that she has a raging headache that not even two extra strength tylenols can get rid of.

She doesn't know if it's because she is laying in her boyfriend of a month's bed and she's nervous to make a sound or move wrong. She clutches her pillow tightly and closes her eyes to try, just try to find that peace in her mind so she can fall asleep.

Jesus, fuck!

She whimpers and hastily removed herself from the thick duvet and slips off the warm bed. Y/n runs her fingers through her hair and makes her way out of his bedroom.

Her eyes adjust to the dark living room and she groans out lowly, thinking that this is where the kitchen was. She doesn't know where the light switches are and quite frankly is too shy to even turn on the lights. What if he wakes up and finds her like this. No, she cannot have that.

She chuckles lightly and makes a beeline to the right and groans loudly, causing tears to run down her puffy cheeks.

"Seriously?" she throws her hands up in annoyance as she faces his office, where endless amounts of scripts lay scattered on his desk.

Her chest heaves because all she wants is some God damn tea but she can't even find the kitchen. She sniffs and lets her shoulders sink as she begins to cry softly, because maybe she just needs a good cry. She feels so silly but she wants to allow herself to feel these emotions.

I'm just overwhelmed.

It's dark and she feels hidden, her shoulders tremble as she tries her best to be as quiet as possible. She lets herself cry for about five minuets until she hears his voice before she actually sees him causing her to freeze with her hands halfway covering her tear streaked face.

"Y/n? where did you go?" he questions.

She can hear the rasp in his voice as he gets closer to her and she closes her eyes in defeat as she hears him flick on the light's causing her to cower back in response.

"Oh. There you are! What are you doing down here?" he chuckles as he walks over to her slowly. He doesn't see her tears yet and he smiles tenderly at her.

"I can't find the kitchen." she lets out making him frown as she moves her hands away from her face.

Evan's eyes widen and sticks out his chest as he takes a deep breath, placing his large palm against her cheek. Her head tilt's to the side as he holds her face to look up at him.

"What's wrong? what happened?" he searched her face for any signs.

It's like a triggered reaction and her face curls up again as she starts to cry. Evan coo's and pulls her delicate frame into his chest as she wraps her arms around his torso and lets herself cry into him.

Evan's hands trace her back soothingly as he lets her cry softly into his chest. He bends his neck to kiss the top of her hair repeatedly to let her know that he is there, and that it's okay to cry.

"I- I'm sorry I- I didn't m- mean to wake you up." she hiccups.

"It's okay. Don't be sorry. You didn't anyway, I had to go to the bathroom and I noticed you weren't there." he whispers into her ear. "Just take a deep breath okay, baby?"

This is the first time he's given her a pet name and her heart does cartwheels and butterflies start to dance in her stomach as she looks up at him with a timid side smile.

He smile back softly and her head falls back as he supports her neck while she looks up at him with her large beautiful eyes and it makes his heart bounce from left to right, up and down making him bite the inside of his cheek.

They both take a deep breath and he nods at her, signaling for her talk and that it's okay to tell him what she's feeling. He will listen.

"I'm feeling a little overwhelmed... I think. I have so many things on my mind and I'm just so exh- exhausted." her voice breaks as she looks away from his face.

"mhm" he hums, caressing her tear stained cheeks with his thumbs. "You couldn't sleep?" he asks.

Y/n shakes her head, yes. she takes a deep breath and looks back up at him and he move his hands from her face and runs them down her arms before he takes her hands and brings them up between them.

He fan's his lips agains her knuckles and breathes lowly, his breath warming them before he places small reassuring kisses against them. "I came down to make some tea..." she sighs. "But, I couldn't find the kitchen." she says bashfully making Evan flop his head to the side, his hair falling in his face making y/n run her fingers through his locks.

"Well." He says standing up straight suddenly causing her to jump. "Follow me, baby." he says cheerfully.

Evan takes her hand and nearly drags her towards the kitchen, her lips turned up into a big smile as he looks behind his shoulder at her and gives her a toothless grin. He squeezes her hand as he turns the kitchen light on and spins around to place his hands on her hips.

"Here's the kitchen!" he sings making her squeal.

"Ohh" she plays along.

He lifts her up effortlessly and she wraps her arms around his neck, her legs dangling below them as he walks her towards the island. He doesn't sit her up right away, he smushes her against the counter and his body and she blushes as he looks down at her with his dark eyes gleaming. "Can I get a kiss first?"

Y/n nods and lifts her head as he meets her halfway. Both pair of lips playing the game of 'catch me if you can.' They giggle as they lean in and pull away at the last second, their breaths fanning between them both before she catches his chin and crashes her lips into his.

Melting, melting, they both moan into one another and their bodies mold closer to each other, Evan's fingers digging deeper into her hips as she caresses his soft skin.

He smiles as he feels her lashes kiss his cheeks and he pulls away making her gasp for air, their chests heaving as he stares directly into her eyes as he places her onto the counter slowly.

The muscles and veins in his arms bulge through his white t- shirt which catches her wandering eyes and she hold's her breath as she lets herself hungrily admire him. "I feel a little better." she hums.

She watches him move around the kitchen effortlessly, filling up the kettle with water and placing it onto the stove, he heads towards the pantry where he keeps the tea. "What kind do you want?" he questions from inside.

"Green. Please."

Seconds later he comes back out, closing the pantry door with his socked foot and takes a washed mug from next to the sink and places the tea bag into the mug as they wait for the water to boil.

"You need help with any of your projects?" he asks, running his hands up her thighs as he walks back to her. He fits perfectly between her legs.

Y/n crinkles her nose at him making him playfully scowl. "Hey! I know I never went to college, but I think I can help." he says making her giggle.

"Yes. I'd love that." she finally says, kissing his shoulder. "Thank you." she beams.

Evan bites his bottom lip and catches her hand mid air, after she moved her hair behind her shoulder. She looks at him in surprise as he brings her hand towards his lips and flips it over to kiss her soft palm.

He doesn't take his eyes off of her and her mouth falls agape as she watches him admire her, forgetting about the kettle that suddenly starts to sing, signaling that the water is boiling.

"I'm falling." He whispers. Y/n's brows shoot up as she watches him kiss her palm again and she shifts her hips slightly. "Will you catch me?" he questions, seriously.

"I-" she looks at him with shock and closes her mouth as she grips onto his t-shirt desperately. "Only if you catch me too."

#evan peters fluff #evan peters x y/n #evan peters imagine #evan peters x reader #Evan x reader #Evan x y/n #Evan Peters drabble #Evan Peters blurn #Evan x you #Evan Peters x you #kit walker #kai anderson #tate langdon #jimmy darling #james patrick march #mr gallant #mr march #austin sommers #kyle spencer

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akashababy · 5 months

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Evan Buckley x reader

For several years, Y/N had worked as a nurse at the local hospital, dedicated to helping those in need and making a difference in people's lives. Evan "Buck" Buckley, a lovely firefighter and paramedic, was frequently bringing in patients for treatment, and it was during one of these visits that he met Y/N for the first time. Their first meeting was brief, but something about Y/N's sympathetic nature and warm smile stayed with Buck. Their paths crossed again when a catastrophic accident sent numerous casualties to the hospital, and Buck was one of the first responders on the scene.

Y/N and Buck found themselves working side by side in the emergency room, their common goal of saving lives forming an unspoken kinship between them. Despite the stress of the situation, they found moments of respite, exchanging smiles and encouraging words as they worked frantically to care for the injured. As the days progressed into weeks, Buck began looking for opportunities to visit the hospital, not only to check on patients but also to see Y/N. As they discovered common interests and ideals, their chats grew longer, filled with laughter and shared experiences.

Their bond grew stronger as they helped each other cope with the emotional toll of their different professions. Buck respected Y/N's unrelenting strength and humanity, and Y/N was intrigued by Buck's commitment to his career and his ability to find light even in the darkest of situations.

Their friendship grew into something more, and as they spent more time together, they discovered they had deep feelings for each other. Despite the demands of their demanding occupations, they found peace and consolation in each other's company, building a refuge of love in the midst of their lives' chaos.

As they managed the challenges of their jobs while sustaining their relationship, their love story was one of tenacity and understanding. They treasured any opportunity to be together, whether it was sneaking quiet minutes in the hospital break room or seeking refuge in one another's arms after a long day. In the end, their love for each other only got stronger as a result of their shared experiences and constant support. Evan and Y/N's love story was a tribute to the trans formative power of love, demonstrating that two souls may find safety in each other's embrace even in the middle of life's trials.

#911 fanfic #911 x reader #911 fox #evan buckely x reader #evan buckely #x reader #evan x reader

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rabbits-of-habit · 2 years

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Bro imagine the reactions of the noahettes and the EMH guys when their s/o can't sleep and all of a sudden hit em with a "would you love me if I was a worm?? 🥺🥺"

You know how often I hit everyone in my life with that? Too often. -Mod Havoc

Evan:

You think he wouldn't ask you this first?

He throws this question at you three times a week at least.

So when you asked him he said yes immediately.

After that the question isn't "Would you still love me if I was a worm" it's "if we were both worms would you still want to worm date me?"

Jeff:

No confusion when you ask and no hesitation when answering you.

Man is half asleep when he answers too so you know its genuine.

I feel like this is a regular occurrence with the both of you which makes this so much funnier.

Every time you ask him after this, he still always says some variation of yes.

Vince:

He was asleep.

Hits you with the huh? Repeat?

When you ask him again he says yes but to please go back to bed.

He pulls you into his arms after that but still answers any random questions you have before passing back out.

HABIT:

He doesn't sleep. So he's awake to answer any of your wacky burning questions.

When you ask him he tells you he'd eat you just to mess with you in your half asleep state.

When you look like you're about to cry he backtracks.

He says he would keep you in his pocket before telling you to go back to bed.

#mod havoc answers #emh #emh x reader #habit emh x reader #jeff emh x reader #vince emh x reader #evan x reader #emh evan x reader #fosters home for queued friends

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cablecchewer · 1 year

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chubby/pudgy y/n x evan!

° this man loves you so much

° doenst rlly care ab your weight he just lovs u

° if you feel insecure he will kiss you, pamper you and praise you untill you feel better

° if you ask him he will help you go on a diet or work out but he wont bother you if you dont want you

° lovess thighs, he will ask- no BEG you to suffocate him with them

° he loves hugging and cuddling you bcs to him you feel like sleeping with a cloud from heaven.

° if you feel insecure ab eating in public he will eat with you and try to take your focus away from the gross feeling

° you CANNOT skip meals , like, at all

° " have you eaten yet?" "wdym no??" "wait here i will make you something"

° evan doesnt like it when you dont eat bcs he doesnt want you to get a ed so if you dont eat he will cook you something and sit with you to make sure you eat well

° he wil pick you up randomly and if you say your'e too heavy he will insist that you weigh nothing to him

° tries to make you feel tiny

° success™

° if you have strech marks he will kiss them and tell you you look hot

#evan emh #evan myers #evan everymanhybrid #everymanhybrid #emh #emh headcannons #headcanon #everymanhybrid x reader #everymanhybrid headcanons #evan x reader

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buckleyx · 7 months

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Im thinking of writing a new evan fic but ive been gone for a while and idk if the 911 fandom is still active enough

#❥ flo's thoughts #911 fox #evan buckley #evan x reader #evan buckley smut #evan buckley imagine #evan buckley fic #evan buckley x reader #evan buck buckely #buck x reader #buck x you #911 fanfic #911 show

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firehousefreak911 · 1 year

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Cries of Pain

You were startled awake by the subtle cries from your fiancée, you hear him begin to plead. You sit up and turn on your lamp, your turn to your husband. He is covered in sweat, clenching the sheets.

“Help!” He whimpers.

“Buck, baby?” You try to wake him.

“Buck?” Still nothing.

“Evan?” You plead, caressing his head.

Your husband jumps awake, sitting up in bed, clenching his leg.

“Hey, I’m right here” you say, scooting closer to hold him.

“It hurt so bad” he says, defeated, Burying his head in your chest.

“What does, baby?” You question.

“I was dreaming that I was back under that damn firetruck. But it hurt worse because this time you were there pleading with me but they couldn’t move it and it just kept getting heavier. And a child appears telling me to “get up, daddy” and I try so hard but the truck is too heavy” he whispers

“It’s ok, you are safe, I’ve got you” you tell him.

He runs his hand down to your small bump. You adjust to lay on your back sitting up against a pillow. Buck lays his head on your chest and one hand on your belly.

“I’m scared, what if I don’t make it home one day? What if I leave you and this baby, our baby alone?” He says after a few moments.

“Evan Buckley, don’t think like that, you just fight like hell to make it home, we are beyond blessed to have you and you aren’t going anywhere” you say, pushing past your own fears.

Shortly after, you both fall back asleep. You rolled onto your side, Buck spooning you holding your bump, finally in a peaceful sleep.

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warmaidensrevenge · 1 year

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Moving on

Pairings: Joseph Quinn x plus size reader x Evan Peters

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Hey everyone. I am back. Still working on some fics and it's taking me longer to come up with endings. Seems like I'm at a writers block for two of my fics. If anyone has any ideas to help I would really appreciate it. Update: life sucks but I'm doing better. I have a trip coming up to see the love of our lives and I'm so nervous. I think I might be too in my head to comprehend that I'm going to meet Joseph Quinn. Hopefully things will get clear when I do. Anyways, this is a request I had sitting in my inbox forever. Thanks @generouspuppypuppy. It is different from your exact suggestion. But I still hope you like it. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated and ask/comments are always welcomed. Kay love ya bye.

Word count: 3,250

I do not give permission for my work to be used or published anywhere else. Please be respectful to all creators.

Warnings: 18+ hurt/comfort, cheating, heartache with a happy ending.

Summary: One mistake, time apart, new love and a baby.

🖤

You sat there in disbelief in what you just heard. You were just so happy this morning. Your boyfriend of 3 years just got home from filming. He had gotten a part playing a new character on Stranger Things named Eddie Munson. After 6 long months Joe was home. And he was sitting across from you on the couch, telling you he cheated on you with his co-star Grace. The moment you heard it, all the air was sucked from your lungs and your heart sank. Not knowing what to say so you just sat there.

" Love. I'm so sorry. I never meant for it to happen." Joe grabbed your hand.

That's when you finally looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy. With tears rolling down his thin cheeks. It's been a while since you've seen him in person, and all you could think of was how skinny he was.

You felt tears fall and you looked away from him to wipe them away.

" Love…please say something."

You didn't look back at him. You pulled your hand away and went to the room. Joe followed.

He watched you grab your duffle bag and started shoving things in.

" No." He said, grabbing your hands. " Please. I can fix this."

You jerked your hands away and continued packing. Joe sat on the bed and cried harder. His eyes follow you back and forth throughout the room. He tried to talk but you weren't listening. Once you had everything you went to the door and stopped. With your back towards him you sniffled.

" I'm gonna stay in a hotel…I need time."

He stood up and started for you but you practically ran away. Joe caught your eye as you closed the door.

"Love?"

" Goodbye Joseph."

His heart sank. You never called him by his name. The only time you had was when you first met. That was almost 6 years ago. He noticed you immediately while he was on the set for Howard's End. He honestly thought you were so beautiful. He remembered seeing you in a lot of small stuff. Mostly just plays. But he thought you were talented. And he was in love. Though at the time he thought being from 2 different countries that your paths would never cross. But boy was he happy to be wrong. Your part in the show was small. Which surprised him but the few lines you had were well done. His part was small as well so you guys spent a lot of time together. Before he knew it he lived part time in the US. He started off as your roommate. Then that turned into dating. 3 years later and he was never happier. He was ready to get married and start having kids. But he fucked all that up. A drunken mistake caused you to leave him standing in your guy's home all alone. He knew you all too well. When you were hurt or when you guys argued, you shut down and walked away. Later coming back to figure things out. And though he was breaking down, he hoped that tomorrow he would get to talk to you. But that's not what happened. One week went by and then another. He hadn't received word from you. On the third week he came home after a meeting with his agent and found that all your things were gone. Your side of the closet was empty. All your drawers were emptied and your side of the bathroom sink was bare. Joe leaned on the wall and sank down to the floor. Burying his face in his hands.

He cried harder than ever. " What have I done?"

A good 20 minutes passed when he finally calmed down enough to call you. He went to the living room and saw an envelope on the coffee table. Inside was your 1 month move out notice. Joe's heart shattered. 6 years of friendship, 3 years of a life together and it was over just like that. That wasn't going to happen. You were his everything. So he called you. You had agreed to meet him later on and he had hope.

When he arrived at the coffee shop you were already there. The moment he saw you he could feel your heartache. You had a frown fixed on your lips and dark circles around your eyes.

What have I done to you my love?

He approached you and you quickly glanced at him. Then looked at your cup of tea. He sat down and took off his jacket.

" I took the liberty of ordering you tea." Your voice was lifeless and distant.

" Th-thank you."

You didn't look at him but gave a thin lip smile. He took a sip of his drink. When he put his mug down, that's when you pulled out a magazine from your bag and set it in front of him. Turning to the page you wanted him to see.

" I got this that night I left…it says there that you and Grace admitted to having a crush on one another."

Joe felt the blood drain from his face and his heart started to race. You finally looked him in the eye and all he saw was sadness.

" I thought we had an open door relationship."

" We-we do." He stuttered.

" If that's true then why did I hear about this in there and not from you?"

" I-I…"

You sighed and brought your hand up to wipe tears away.

" Joseph, I love you. And I came here for that reason and that reason only."

Joe winced hearing his name. All he wanted right now was to hear you call him Joey.

" What can I do to fix this? There has to be a way."

You shook your head. " There isn't."

" No! Love please."

He reached for your hand and to his surprise you didn't jerk away. Instead you just stared at your hands for a minute.

" The only way you can fix this is if you could go back and have one less drink. Or if you left early and came home to me."

" I…" his voice trembled. " So this is it? You're going to let one mistake throw everything we worked for away?"

You pulled your hand away and met his tear filled eyes with yours.

" It wasn't me who decided that for us. That was you. Not being honest with me from the start is what broke us. How can we be together now? I can't trust you…I love you. I really do. But I can't be with you anymore."

He watched you get up and grab your things.

" Take care of yourself Joseph."

He hung his head. " I love you Y/n. And I always will."

" I will too."

…

A year went by and you got the role of a lifetime. Starring in a new show called American horror story. Acting side by side with Evan Peters. He was amazing. His range inspired you. You guys had worked so well together that in seasons to come you and Evan were offered roles as each other's love interests. After the break up you and Joe kept in touch. When Stranger Things season 4 came out, Joe didn't expect the amount of fame that he would get. Suddenly his life was turned upside down. It was incredible, but overwhelming. He did so much and traveled everywhere. He was happy, but very lonely. Since you there had been a few flings. But none that he wanted to pursue. That was because he had already found the nice girl he was looking for. He knew that you had moved on, however he couldn't. Seeing you with Evan was awful. You looked at Evan the way you used to look at him. Which hurt him more than words could describe.

Evan was ring shopping. TMZ had caught up with him outside a jewelry store. Not wanting you to find out that he was in fact buying you an engagement ring, Evan went to the store next door. Evan knew from the first kiss you and he shared that he was going to marry you. At that time you were still hurting over Joe. Rightfully so. So he chose to be your friend and help you through the pain. And once you were better he asked you out on a date. First it was weird for both of you. But at the end of the night you kissed him. After that you guys became inseparable.

Now it was a year and a half later and Evan was ready to make you his wife.

Joe and Jamie were both good friends with you and Evan. So when Joe and Jamie received an invite to watch season 3 of American Horror Story. They were excited. Joe hadn't seen you in months and knowing that you and Evan were together, he was going to try and talk to you. Maybe he could get another chance.

When he and Jamie went to your loft, he was extremely nervous. Then you opened the door. You looked more beautiful than he remembered. You greeted them with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. That's when Joe saw the worst thing ever. He saw a beautiful diamond on your ring finger. He was in such a state of shock he froze there in the doorway.

" Common Joey. " You said with a smile.

You grabbed his hand and pulled him along to join the party. Turned out not only was it a watch party, but an engagement party. You had said that you didn't want any presents or anything like that. That's why you disguised the party. You wanted not only to share the success of the show but to celebrate the happy news with everyone you loved.

Joe was wrecked. He tried his best to fake a smile. But as the night went on his heart broke over and over again. He saw how truly happy you were and part of him was happy for you. But he couldn't help but remember when he made you that happy. He sat there watching you with Evan. Seeing that twinkle in your eyes again. He wanted to drink. But since the break-up he stopped. Jamie was talking to your brother Bill when he saw Joe in his head.

" Hey Bill. Are you on good terms with Joe?"

Bill looked at Joe and nodded.

" Is there somewhere we can talk in private?"

Bill looked at you and you were cuddled up with Evan on the couch. Laughing away.

" Yeah. Let's go out to the terrace." He said.

Jamie got Joe and went to join Bill outside. They all lit up cigars and started talking. Bill had a heart to heart with Joe. And he admitted that he always thought he would be going to yours and Joe's engagement party. Joe was grateful for the conversation. He and Bill were on the outs after the situation. However, Bill forgave him once you did. Joe always thought of Bill as a brother he never had. Well the whole Skarsgard family was on a whole nother level when it came to famous family's. But all of them were close. And Joe loved that. He loved how family oriented you were. And the fact that Joe's mom absolutely loved you. She had never liked any of his previous girlfriends. But the second she met you she immediately approved of you. Maybe it was because you weren't selfish, or full of yourself. Sure you looked nothing like the women he had dated before. But you were still very beautiful. You were kind and very humble. Everything about you screamed wife material.

As he stood there burning out his cigar, he regretted the 3 years he waited to ask you to be his wife. He regretted his mistake and losing you. So he decided to put the plan to win you back aside and apologize to you. Jamie had to leave early due to an early flight. So he left Joe to grab an Uber. The party started to simmer down and Joe was going to leave. But he asked if you would walk him out. Which you happily agreed to.

You guys silently walked down the hallway to the elevator. Joe pressed the down button and smiled half heartedly at you. The doors opened and he held out his arm for you to go in first.

You smiled sweetly up at him. " Thank you Joey."

Joe felt his heart flutter hearing you call him that. A nickname you gave him a long time ago. Once you were both in you reached over and pressed the ground floor button. It was quite a ways down but the silence you shared was nothing but comforting. It always was.

Joe cleared his throat. " Did umm did you have a good time?"

You looked away from the red numbers that said the floor you were on to him.

" I did. I'm so happy you and Jamie came."

" Me too…just wished I could have brought you a present."

You scrunched your nose a little and let out a nose laugh.

" Joey, you being here was better than any present you could have given us. Besides, we don't need anything."

Joe nodded and looked at the numbers counting down. That's when he noticed the music. The song was an elevator version of Dreaming of You. He looked at you and saw your head slightly nodding to it. It's been so long since the last time you and he randomly dance somewhere. Those times were usually abrupt but so special to him. Every time he swore he fell deeper in love with you. Now not being any different. He grabbed your hand gently and twirled you. You laughed softly and beamed at him as he pulled you into his arms, swaying you back and forth. For a minute you guys danced until the doors dinged and opened. Joe reached for the close button and continued to dance with you.

In a whole year, this was the first time you and he were alone. And he wasn't ready for it to be over.

" Love, I'm really happy for you."

Your smile got bigger and your eyes were just slits. Joe's heart melted all over again.

" Thank you Joey."

He twirled you once more, pulling you closer than before.

" Love, I know that I've apologized countless times for my mistake. But what I failed to do was apologize for not saying that I would never do that again…I did not apologize for breaking your trust and for ruining our future. I never apologized for the tears you shed because of it or the hurt and betrayal you felt…for all of that, I am truly sorry. "

You were quiet for a moment and both of you stopped dancing. You then lifted to your toes and placed one soft kiss upon his cheek. After, you planted your feet back to the ground.

" I've forgiven you a long time ago Joey. There's no need sorries again."

Joe hung his head. "I-I know. I just…I just need you to know if there was anything I could do to take it back, I would have done it in a heartbeat."

You cupped his face causing him to look at you.

" I know you would have Joey. And I love you. I promised I would always love you. No matter what happens from this day forward. I want you to be happy. I want you to move on and forgive yourself."

He nodded and felt tears coming. " I love you y/n."

You kissed his cheek again and gave him a hug. When you tried to create some distance between you two he squeezed you gently once more before taking a step back.

" I better let you go. Your fiance might worry that I've stolen you away."

" Can't have him thinking that."

Joe gave you a half smile and pressed the button to open the doors. He took one last look at you and waved.

" Travel safe Joey.

He gave you a nod and took his leave.

I will love you forever. He thought

…

That night when everything was cleaned up you and Evan changed into your jammies. Evan was getting the bed ready when you left for a minute. When you came back you were holding a single vanilla cupcake.

" What's this?" Evan grinned sitting down on the bed. Holding his hands out for you.

You blushed and went to him. Sitting on his lap.

" It's for you….there's a surprise inside."

You lifted up the sweet treat and peeled back the lining.

" Take a big bite Eban."

Evan chuckled. He absolutely loved when you called him Eban. When he first met you, you thought his name was Eban. And he just thought it was so adorable that for 3 months he let you call him that until someone finally corrected you. But after that he insisted you keep calling him that.

He kissed you briefly and then took a very big bite. When he looked at you, your eyes were wide and started to fill with tears. He quickly cupped your face.

" What's wrong pumpkin?"

You laughed a little and sniffled.

" Eban, I'm pregnant…and according to this blue filling." You lifted the cupcake showing him. " We're having a boy."

He stopped mid chew and mumbled a 'w-what?'

" I…you know how I don't have normal menstruation?"

He nodded.

You looked down and brought your hands down to rest on your thick thighs.

" Well turns out I'm four months pregnant. We couldn't tell because I'm…well big… and umm remember the one month where we thought I had a bad case of the flu?"

Evan started to chew. " Mmhmm."

You met his gaze. " Morning sickness."

Finally getting the cupcake down he licked his lips. " Pumpkin, you're not joking are you?"

You gave him sad eyes and frowned, shaking your head.

" Oh My God!"

Your eyes widened again and he pulled you into a kiss. After, he kissed all over your face and your neck.

" Baby, baby, baby! You're having my baby?"

You giggled and squirmed when he kept kissing your ticklish spot on your neck.

" Y-yes…. Eban…y-yes."

" Oh pumpkin. I can't! I'm so…fuck! Kiss me baby."

You laughed again before you did.

" Mmmm….yes… you're making me a daddy baby?"

You smiled against his lips. " Yes I am Eban."

He kissed you over and over again until he abruptly stopped.

" Shit pumpkin. Do you want to get married before or after the baby comes?"

You gave him a tender kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.

" Hmmm. Do you think if we have an officiate come this weekend, it would be too soon?"

Evan kissed you once more and slid you off his lap and went searching for his phone.

" What are you doing, Eban?"

" I gotta call our moms. They are gonna be so happy."

Your eyes followed him and he paced calling everyone you and he knew, to tell them to come over on Sunday for a wedding. After every call he would come to you and smother you with kisses. About an hour later he finally came to lay down. He put his hand on your belly and started running his thumb back and forth.

" Can…can I make love to you?" He asked in his sweetest voice.

You leaned in and before you pressed your lips against his you whispered.

" Always."

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