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verlovestaylor13 · 1 year

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Dear Reader...

Hi @taylorswift and @taylornation. The twins are back to give you The Story of Us ... updated 2023 edition❤️✨

What a journey these 16 years have been with you. You don’t know me, but hi my name’s Veronica! I’m 28 (turning 29 on 8/11!) and my IDENTICAL twin Victoria (@viclovestaylor13) and I have loved you for years. Your music has quite literally been the soundtrack of our lives.

Vic and I haven’t had the easiest past, to sum it up. We wouldn’t be the people we are today If it wasn’t for your love, strength, music and radiating happiness. Although you don’t know it, we’ve grown up together and experienced impressive milestones with you being a constant along the way. I’m not good at this whole tumblr thing, let alone getting you to see my post amidst the millions I’m sure you’re exposed to. But hey, we can’t ever give up hope! So that’s what I’m doing, here’s to never giving up. And here’s to always hoping that my twin sister and I will one day have the chance to tell you EVERYTHING and most importantly, thank you for everything that you’ve truly done for us. Fun fact is that we’re from Rhode Island so all of our experiences at your tours have been at our favorite place….GILLETTE STADIUM!!!

✨✨Okay lets start from the first tour we were able to attend! As you scroll down you’ll see us through the years until we reach 2023 at the bottom ❤️

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🌈🌈🌈☂️Speak Now Tour 6/26/11 ✨

This was the first time we saw you!! Trust me when I say we wanted to see you MANY times before this but we were young and had no $$$. This show was a combination birthday and Christmas present.

Seeing you live for the first time changed us, to say it was magical is a complete understatement.

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🌹Red Tour 7/26/13 & 7/27/13 ✨

These shows were OF COURSE at Gillette Stadium! Vic and I saved up our money so that we could be at BOTH nights!! After the speak now tour we knew we never wanted to miss a single night. We picked up extra shifts at work and didn’t splurge on anything so that we could be there, buy merch and have the time of our lives. It was incredible and yes it did rain. We happily danced in ponchos.

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🎀1989 World Tour 7/24/15 & 7/25/15✨

Of course my sister Vic and I once again picked up extra shifts at work, ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and saved our money to be at both nights! I can still picture those nights as if it was yesterday…it’s crazy how much fun we had. This was during a tough year and having your shows to look forward to really helped us more than you could ever know.

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🐍REPUTATION TOUR 7/26/18, 7/27/18 & 7/28/18✨

As it has been with all your prior tours, my sister Vic and I saved up our money and gave up on certain things to afford to be there for ALL THREE (3) NIGHTS!! This time we were able to save enough money to afford our outfits! We dressed up and made friends with Gillette staff because of it!!! See the pics below 😇 The rep tour forever lives in our hearts and we’re constantly watching videos and crying lol.

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Lover Fest 🌈🌻💐🌸

Vic and I spent over TWELVE (12!!) hours to get tickets for lover fest east! Luckily between using our phones at work and carrying portable chargers, we secured dates to BOTH of the shows at gillette!

...March 2020

We know what this month and honestly the whole year brought into the world. Vic and I started as REGISTERED NURSES on March 2, 2020...and the federal shutdown in the United States quickly followed suit. Here we were, 2 brand new nurses working amidst a pandemic with no vaccine at the time and people passing away at an astronomical rate. Significant sacrifices were made this year and with that we know that Lover Fest was canceled. Being FRONTLINE WORKERS, Vic and I thought it was the best decision to cancel lover fest given the critical nature of the world. We were of course extremely sad, but it was the best for everyones safety. You continued to be our guidance while the nature of hospital systems turned into crisis scenarios. There were countless nights of physical as well as emotional breakdowns as we tried to navigate this unfamiliar world of nursing during a global pandemic. It was a long few months that turned into years - and now writing this in 2023 the pandemic is not over, but there is a newfound hope. We even wore the “I’m Feeling 2022″ headband to work our NYE night shift in 2021! That was until it had to be removed to go into covid isolation rooms, but it was still present! I attached the picture below.

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Fast forward to us now... and somehow it’s 2023?!

We have come out stronger than ever and now we are ready for The Eras Tour in our home aka Gillette Stadium!!! Like the tours in the past, we knew we had to be at ALL THREE (3) NIGHTS! We saved up and through all the rough shifts in the hospital, we knew a tour would be in the horizon as a reward. We couldn’t be more excited to be happy, free, confused and NOT lonely with the best people...Taylor Swift fans.

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❤️ The Eras Tour 5/19/23, 5/20/23, 5/21/23 ✨

Let’s do this!!!!!

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Here’s where you can find us having the best days💃🏻

🪩FRIDAY MAY 19: Section A5, row 1, seats 11&12

🌟 SATURDAY MAY 20: Section A9, row 3, seats 3&4

💎SUNDAY MAY 21: Section A12, row 19, seats 7&8

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And then later in 2023...

Vic is getting MARRIED👰❤️ this October!!! I’m hosting her Bridal Shower on July 9th 2023 (I think we all know the significance of that date!) I’m also throwing her a LOVER THEMED BACHELORETTE in August! There will be references to the other eras as well just for fun! Then of course we have lyrics from your songs referenced EVERYWHERE for Vic’s wedding. Beautiful and meaningful lyrics selected to help tell Vic’s love story with Brandon. See the pictures I attached below!

Also, let us know if you guys @taylornation @taylorswift want to come because “...at every table, I’ll save you a seat” 🦋

There’s a standing invite to any and all festivities, always❤️

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It has always been and will always be you, @taylorswift. Thank you for every. single. thing. We owe a lot of our success to you and one day we hope to tell you all about it✨❤️

Until then, thank you for being you and being a constant all these years. Your Rhode Island twin nurses love you more than can ever be explained. Eternally grateful.

Long live🦋❤️🐱

- Veronica (Twitter: @va13x) & Victoria (Twitter: @viclynn24)

@taylorswift @taylornation

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buckrecs · 2 years

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nyashykyunnie · 3 months

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˗ˏˋ Sung Jinwoo x Terminally ill Reader ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

‼️[ TW: Hurt, No comfort, Character Death, Terminal Illness]‼️

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅ Part 1 || Part Two ♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

╰┈➤ ❝ [ I Have To Breath, But Every Inhale Feels More Like a Punishment From The Gods ] ¡! ❞

White walls were all you have ever known for all your life.

Christmas? Inside White Walls.

Your Birthdays? Inside White Walls.

Your first kiss? Inside White Walls.

You hated the sight of it all, you hated it so much that the smell of this room was starting to have an aroma of death.

And yet, Jinwoo never complained.

He visits everyday without a fail, always on time, maybe a little late here and there because he was a hunter– But he is always there, sliding open the hospital door with a beaming smile and lips ready to give you a caress.

Jinwoo always had food with him, even when he comes into the hospital room with a battered look.

Clothes stained with grime and dirt, a shoe with a hole, a face disheveled with some dried blood he failed to wash up earlier from rushing— And hair so messy you swear there must be a nest inside those soft and delicate jet black strands of his.

You would scold him with anger and yet he just laughs it off, muttering "I'm sorry" over and over while he gently takes your hand, rubbing his thumb over the soft and thin hand of yours.

But you knew he wasn't listening to you, and for that, you could only sigh.

Jinwoo always appeared calm and happy.

...Because if he shows you the turmoils and anxiety he has hidden in him, what would happen to you?

You're already dying.

Your skin is paler than last week, your body is growing thinner everyday, your voice is growing quieter and more ragged, your breathing is slower and heavy, the tubes strewn around you were increasing in number as if it's turning into a complete amalgamation of horror—

Jinwoo is losing you.

He knew that so well, the doctor had already told him weeks ago that you don't have much time.

So he desperately tries his outmost best to spend as much time with you, even if he comes in bloody from his raids— He needs to see you everyday.

Even when he went through the double dungeon, he went straight to your side the moment he came in, and to ligthen your mood he would joke around and say you two can now be bed buddies since you're both sick.

Jinwoo will strive to make you smile, even if it hurts him inside he supresses that anguish deep down inside because he knows you must be in much more pain.

He will never know what it's like to always receive these different medications that are so disgustingly unpleasant to the mouth, he will never know how much the constant injections would hurt, he will never know how tiresome it is to constantly be monitored, he will never know how much sadness you go through when he isnt there.

Jinwoo needs to be happy in front of you.

He just got back from the system's first dungeon, he was going to tell you all about how he did because he knew you love listening about his raids even though they are scary.

But as he approaches the familiar number of you hospital room— Nurses and doctors were running in and out in rapid succession.

He could hear the doctor barking out orders, counting down and screaming Clear.

1....

2....

3....

"We're sorry Mr Sung." The same doctor comes out, the heartbreak in his eye evident as the hunter flung himself inside the room.

There was a ringing inside Jinwoo's ear, it was so high pitched and painful.

But really, it wasn't a ring.

It was Jinwoo screaming at the top of his lungs.

A scream so full of pain and anguish that everyone who hears his scream felt shudders— But even that, even that could never compare to what Jinwoo feels right now.

His heart felt like it was about to explode, his organs felt like they were twisting and contorting inside his body, his muscles felt so stiff that he swears he must have been made out of stone, the lock in his throat wouldn't go away no matter how much he cried out.

Tears would stream down his face.

And the medical staff could do nothing more than to close the door to let Jinwoo have his last moments.

Jinwoo would kiss his beloved's hand that was so cold, he would beg and beg for them to wake up— To call out his name, to scold him, to smack his head because he is such a reckless idiot.

He implores, "Open your eyes... Open them, I'm right here. Woowoo is here... Please, please come back."

But no answer would reach his ears, not even the faintest of breaths would reach his ears.

He tried to listen to your heartbeat, but there was nothing there for him to listen to.

Hours, he spent hours inside that room until he finally came out to call a medical staff.

Jinwoo's voice was horse, almost like he even lost it.

His eyes were puffy and his expression drained of color

Everyone though his expression couldn't worsen any further.

But in your funeral, he was empty, complete empty.

Mindless as he watches your coffin lower, numb as the dirt piling up on the elegant Mahogany wood.

He stood there, unmoving as the last dirt was thrown and fixed.

Jinwoo stayed there even in the rain.

Just staring.

It was as if he's waiting for a hand to emerge from the dirt like those stupid movies he used to watch with you.

But no.

No hand would ever emerge.

The sweet sound of your voice calling out his name, he could never hear it again directly.

Since them, Jinwoo would abuse his body through the system.

Ceaselessly leveling up in godspeed, pushing himself past his limits as a form of punishment.

It was his way of showing how much he hated himself.

He always though of that day, had he come in a little earlier, had he beaten that godforsaken snake a little more earlier— Then perhaps he could have heard your voice one last time, perhaps he could have said goodbye more properly.

Over and over and over and over and over.

He would rise, he would level up, the sound of the system dings becoming sickeningly disgusting the more time passed by.

And soon, he was titled as the world's strongest hunter.

... He was also the most lifeless of them all.

Grey eyes always empty, it was as if he was merely a shell of a person.

Jinwoo never really reacts to anything other than his familr, the few times he has shown emotion— Was when he was furious.

And everytime that happens, the world would tremble in absolute horror.

Other than that? He just did his job.

People would call him all sorts of things, insult him but not once has he ever batted an eye at them.

When he isn't in the gates, taking care of Ahjin guild, or leveling up— He would often go by your grave.

He'd buy all sorts of flowers, from your favourites to whatever he thinks looks absolutely pretty and you would certainly have loved. Jinwoo would lean behind the stone wall, his head tilted back as he tells you about his day. How it's been, how silly Jin-ah has been, how ridiculous Jinho was last night whole drunk, and what he's been up to.

He'd talk on and on, even if he knew there wouldn't be a reply.

But somehow, the breeze blowing felt like it was the stand-in for your voice, the scent of leaves seemed to carry your scent— Everything around him was reminding him of you.

Or maybe it was just his senses is making him delusional because desperately needed you by him.

After all, he was slowly going more and more mad.

It's been so hard, yesterday, he was a struggling hunter who has lost the love of his life.

Today, he is the world's champion.

He was to be the war hero thrown to save the world.

"I don't know if I can do it" Jinwoo weakly mumbles as he continues to lean on your grave as if it were your arms comforting him. "I've killed a few monarchs, Antares only remains yet somehow... I still feel anxious. I could really... Really use some of your words, love. But I know that's impossible."

It wasn't really.

He could technically reanimate your being, but he never did. as much as it kills him, he wanted you to rest, he never wanted to use his wicked power just to see you.

Not having you by his side is his punishment for not coming any sooner to stay by your side that dreadful day.

"Well... If I don't make it, it's fine." Jinwoo mumbles, looking up at the starless night sky. "I'll see you again soon, wherever it may be, no matter how many lifetimes it take, no matter how far I go, I'll come back and see you again. So wait just a little longer, my love. Woowoo is coming home"

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callsign-dexter · 9 months

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From Exes to Lovers

Request: Hi ☺️ Could i request a Connor Rhodes imagine for my bday tomorrow? Maybe where the reader is his ex and also a nurse at the med. One time you get in a terrible car crash and get to the ER where Connor gets called to save you. You nearly die during the surgery but he saves you and stays with you all the time till you wake up. Then he keeps caring for you during your whole recovery and you slowly start getting your old feelings back, so you decide on a second chance for your love. Hope this is ok ❤️

Pairings: Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, car crash, inaccurate medical talk, implied cheating but not really

A/N: Happy birthday to the anon who sent this request in!

Frist Installment: Exes to Lovers

Second Installment: Lovers Forever

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You don't know how it happened. You had the right of way. The light was green. Some drunk person had run their red light and t-boned you as you were crossing the intersection. They had hit you hard enough that your car flipped 4 times until it landed thankfully upright but in the other lane. Glass was everywhere. You're pretty sure you had a concussion from hitting your head on the steering wheel and the window. You for sure had broken bones. But then the pain came especially around your abdominal area. The other driver had died on impact. How did this happen you ask? Well, this is how.

You had just gotten back from visiting your friend, Hailey Upton, and her husband, Jay Halstead, you were ranting about Connor Rhodes, your now ex-boyfriend, and that you had caught another woman texting. You had dated for 3 years. He was also coming home later than normal. So once you stormed out you went straight to their house crying. It was a huge fight. Luckily for you, you had kept your apartment.

It was getting late and you just wanted to go home and eat a pint of ice cream and watch some cheesy sappy movie. You didn't have to work that night or the next day which was great. That also meant you didn't have to see Connor tonight or tomorrow, you were a nurse at Med. You loved him you really did but you couldn't stand a cheater and weren't going to tolerate it. As you were driving you came to a stop at a red light, while stopped you answered some texts and then put your phone down. As you started to drive you noticed headlights coming to you on your left and they were coming fast. The next thing you knew metal was hitting metal and then your car was flipping. Your head hit the steering wheel and then the window. The airbag deployed hitting you and breaking your nose and throwing your head into the headrest.

Your adrenaline was wearing off and then all the pain hit you and you moaned in pain. There was glass everywhere. You felt blood running down your face and into your eye. You felt the most pain in your abdominal area. You carefully looked down and saw glass puncturing you. You tentatively touched it but knew better than to yank it out. You couldn't hardly breathe. All of sudden you felt another impact and you were being pushed into a telephone pole wrapping your car on the passenger side. You blacked out.

You only came to when you heard your name being called by a voice but didn't open your eyes. It sounded underwater. You wanted to answer but couldn't you just wanted to sleep.

"Y/N it's Kelly. Can you hear me?" Kelly, your other best friend asked but you didn't respond. "Y/N I really need you to open your eyes." He said and you tried oh you tried. You slowly started to crack them open. "There we go." He said once he saw them open.

"Kelly?" You asked slurred.

"Yea it's me. You were in an accident. We're going to get you out and to Med. Ok?" He asked and you groaned and your eyes begin to shut again. "Hey hey no no keep those eyes open." He said but your eyes were already closed. "Y/N, hey. Open those eyes for me, please." You actually complied this time. "There we go. How are you and Connor?" He asked not knowing of the situation.

"'Roke up." You said slurring your words that shocked him.

"Why did you two break up?" Kelly asked as he shouted orders to his team.

"Cheated." You said slurring your words again and then your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your head lulled to the side and Kelly caught you. This freaked Jim out but he had to keep calm.

Everyone worked with ease and carefulness but quickly to get you out. They all saw the damage and knew you would be critical. When they got you out they put you on a backboard and a gurney and loaded you up and you were on your way to Med.

When you got to Med you were unconscious and couldn't hear anything. You were breathing but barely and it was labored. You went to your little paradise where Connor and you never broke up instead you got married and started a family one boy and one girl, it was perfect.

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Connor was having a good night, well as good as one can have when one breaks up with another. He had been heartbroken when you pulled away from his kisses and started to pull away from him. The fight kept playing in his head. You had been the one to break up with him. You had seen a text from another girl on his phone but what you didn't know was that the other girl was a married woman jeweler who was setting his grandma's diamond in a set so he could propose to you. The reason why he was coming home early was because he was making details on how to propose and where making sure it was perfect.

Connor was in the ED when the ambulance came rolling in. He didn't look up considering it was a normal part of ED but when Maggie gasped he looked up and his face drained. "Maggie please tell me that is not Y/N." He said almost pleading.

"I'm sorry Connor. Take her to Trauma 2 and make it fast." She yelled and she turned to Connor.

"Let me go." Connor said and Maggie looked hesitant. "There are no other available doctors at the moment. Let me do it." He pleaded.

"Fine." She said and he rushed in and started giving orders.

Connor was supposed to be getting off shift when you rolled around but now he just couldn't make himself leave. Not with knowing you were in major surgery to fix your abdominal aorta that glass had found itself embedded in.

They wheeled you into surgery where he scrubbed in. "Ok guys, she is one of us. We have to save her but we handle it just like every other surgery." Connor said and they nodded. They got to work. Everything was going smoothly until one of the surgery techs noticed a drop in stats.

"Dr. Rhodes. Her O2 is dropping and he looked up.

"Ok start bagging her and get those stats back up." He said and they nodded. Once they got your stats back up. But then your heart rate started to drop. The machine alerted them. He looked up and then looked down. It started lowering when he took the glass out and he started to move faster.

"Heart rate is dropping." The tech said and before anyone could say anything you started to flatline "She's flatlining." The tech said.

"Start compressions. I'm holding this aorta off so she doesn't bleed out." Connor said and that's what they did. "Give me a clamp." He demanded and they did and clamped off the aorta and had his go at compressions he was about to have them shock you but then your heart rate came back up. "Ok let's finish this quickly and get her into recovery." He demanded again and they did just that. "Just hold on, baby. I'm gonna get you out of here." He quietly told you and everybody else pretended not to hear him. "When she gets out of recovery and into a room let me know." He said and they nodded.

4 hrs is how long it took to repair the aorta. He was an absolute wreck. But he had stayed calm while doing the surgery. He had gotten changed and then went to the doctor's lounge and waited when one of the surgery techs came in to let him know you were out of recovery in a room. He asked what number and when they told him he was up and going to you. When he got there he looked at you and regretted everything. He pulled the uncomfortable blue plastic chair by your bedside and sat down. He grabbed your hand and stroked your knuckles, and every now and then kissed them. He just had to wait for you to wake up.

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A consistent beeping is what woke you up. You had slowly opened your eyes but quickly slammed them shut when they met with harsh light. You then felt a weight on your hand and looked over to find the black haired, blued eyed man that you once called your boyfriend. He was sleeping and looked so peaceful but you needed to wake him up. "'Onnor." You said sleepily and he stirred until he woke up and at first he looked confused but then saw you were awake.

"Baby." He sighed out in relief. Your scrunched your nose up.

"I'm not your baby anymore, Connor. We broke up." You said and rolled your eyes which hurt. He sighed he wasn't going to fight with you, especially since you just got out of surgery. "What's the damage?" You asked moving due to uncomfortableness. He sighed.

"You have 4 broken ribs, a concussion, your abdominal aorta was torn but I was able to fix it. You have a hairline fracture on your right ankle. A sprained left wrist. Multiple cuts from the glass and a lot of bruising." He listed what was wrong and you stayed silent.

"What about the other driver?" You asked

"He was drunk and died on impact." He told you and you nodded.

"What about my car?" You asked again, you loved your car.

"I'm sorry. It's totaled. You'll have to get a new one." He said and you nodded and let a tear slip. "Are you ok?" He asked truly worried.

"Yea. I'm just going to miss that car." You said and he chuckled and smiled both of which you loved.

"We'll get you a new and better car." He said.

Dr. Goodwin came into your room and you looked up and smiled "Hi, Nurse Y/L/N. How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Sore. Just found out my beloved car was totaled." You said and everyone chuckled and smiled.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm came here to let you know you're going to have the next few weeks off to recover with pay and Connor is going to be allowed a few days off." She said and you looked confused.

"Why is that?" You asked her.

"Since you have nobody here he decided to be the one to look after you." She said

"That's not necessary. I can look after myself." You tried to defend yourself.

"You had a major surgery and will need someone to look after you. Connor volunteered." She said and you may not have liked it but agreed.

You spent a week in the hospital making sure everything was then you were released in Connor's care.

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When you got to his apartment that night after your release it was slow going but he was ok with that. He was and has always been so patient with you. You hated that you broke up with him but you couldn't stand a cheater. You both got into the apartment and he had to settle down on the couch while he pampered you and got the bed ready and made you something to eat. He truly was the sweetest man ever. "If you need me for anything during the night wake me up, and I mean anything." He said and you nodded.

"You got it." You said. The two of you stayed up and watched some TV and you ate what was allowed. When and if you wanted to get up he was there helping you. You knew now why you first fell in love with this man.

This went on for a few weeks and your old feelings started to come back and you started to fall in love with him again. When he went back to work was the hardest but you managed and if you need something he said to call him, Hailey, Jay, or Kelly. You didn't call anybody because you were perfectly fine. You and Connor had been texted throughout the day. Most of your wounds, sprain, and fracture had healed. You still had stitches but they were due to come out soon.

One thing was on your mind and you couldn't get it off of your mind. That was why did he cheat. When you didn't text him back one day it was when he was finishing his shift and it was worrying him but stayed calm. Once out of the hospital he got into his car and drove home. He found you sitting outside on the terrace. You didn't hear him come in so you jumped when you touched you. "I'm sorry, Baby. I didn't mean to startle you." He said and you hadn't been correcting him when he said it. "What's wrong? You didn't text me back." He said and you sighed as he bent down looking at you.

"Why did you cheat?" You said just coming out and saying it.

"Baby, I didn't cheat on you." He said and you glared at him.

"Don't lie to me." You said and he sighed and hung his head.

"I'm not. Just hold on. Don't move." He said and you did what you were told, to be honest you were still sore and you didn't feel like moving.

"Don't walk away from me. Who the fuck is Samantha?" You yelled out after him but he returned with a black velvet box.

"I didn't cheat on you. Samantha is a married woman-" He started but you cut him off and threw your hands up which pulled on your stitches but you didn't care.

"So you cheated on me with a married woman? Why were you coming home so late? I loved you and still do." You said you hadn't noticed the black velvet box.

"You didn't let me finish. Samantha is married woman jeweler that was helping me set my grandmother's diamond into a ring. I was coming home late because Hailey and Ava were helping me pick out a perfect spot to propose that night you stormed out. Also you still love me?" He asked and you nodded your head.

"Yes. I still love you." You said and he kissed you. You gladly kissed him back.

"I love you too. I was going to make this special but with how you look under these lights and the sunset now is as good time as any. So, here it goes. Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N I have loved you since the beginning. I have loved you since I laid my eyes on you. It was love at first sight for me. I knew you were the one right then and there. You are so special to me and when we broke up it broke me and when I saw you come into ED I was petrified. I don't want to lose you again. I want to grow old with you and have a family with you. So, will you make my dreams come true and make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?" He finished and was already kneeling on one knee as he pulled out the ring, it was a cut cornered princess cut with one diamond on each side, it was perfect. The way it glimmered under the light made it all more beautiful. You were crying and then you nodded your head.

"Absolutely, I will marry you. It'll make me the happiest woman in the world." He smiled and put the ring on your finger and gently grabbed your face and crashed his lips into yours. Everything was perfect.

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When you were allowed to back to work you went with Connor and you were holding hands, everyone took notice of that. You both got changed and started your shift. You were told if you needed a break than you take it. The stitches had been removed but you didn't have your normal energy back just yet.

As the two of you walked out he left you at the desk and kissed you. "I'll see you later, fiancé." He said with a smile.

"Yes you will my soon to be husband." You smiled and he left. Everyone came up to you.

"So I take it you're back together." April said and you nodded and showed them the ring.

"More than back together. Engaged." You said and everyone squealed in excitement, the same way Hailey had done when you told her. They asked for details and you gave them. As they were talking to you, you saw Connor walk by with Will and Ethan and he smiled at you and winked which you returned.

Yea, everything was going to be ok. You had the man of your dreams and were about to start a life with him. It was perfect. You were finally in paradise.

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Happy Birthday Miyazawa Kenji-sensei!

To celebrate Miyazawa Kenji’s birthday here are his top three quotes from my blog:

Quote #3:

"I’m no longer afraid, even of a darkness, as fathomless as that is. I’m sure true happiness can even be found within it. Let’s search for it, however long it takes, or however far we must go."

- Miyazawa Kenji, “Night on the Galactic Railroad”

Quote #2:

You who go through rice paddies in the rain, you who hurry toward leviathan woods, you who walk into the gloom of clouds and mountains, fasten up your raincoat, damn it.

- Miyazawa Kenji, “Traveler” from Miyazawa Kenji: Selections

Quote #1:

Be not defeated by the rain, Nor let the wind prove your better. Succumb not to the snows of winter. Nor be bested by the heat of summer.

Be strong in body. Unfettered by desire. Not enticed to anger. Cultivate a quiet joy. Count yourself last in everything. Put others before you. Watch well and listen closely. Hold the learned lessons dear.

A thatch-roof house, in a meadow, nestled in a pine grove’s shade.

A handful of rice, some miso, and a few vegetables to suffice for the day.

If, to the East, a child lies sick: Go forth and nurse him to health. If, to the West, an old lady stands exhausted: Go forth, and relieve her of burden. If, to the South, a man lies dying: Go forth with words of courage to dispel his fear. If, to the North, an argument or fight ensues: Go forth and beg them stop such a waste of effort and of spirit.

In times of drought, shed tears of sympathy. In summers cold, walk in concern and empathy.

Stand aloof of the unknowing masses: Better dismissed as useless than flattered as a “Great Man”.

This is my goal, the person I strive to become.

- Miyazawa Kenji, “Ame ni mo makezu” (”Be not Defeated by the Rain”)

#miyazawa kenji #japanese literature #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd #happy birthday miyazawa kenji #2023

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brave-and-gentle · 2 months

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Girl dad!Jean Kirstein - Happy Birthday Edition

In celebration of our man's birthday!

Pairings: Jean x afab! reader

Summary: Modern AU - You find out that you and Jean are unexpectedly going to be parents, and the baby is due on Jean's birthday.

Warnings: None, this is a continuation of super wholesome girl dad Jean

EB's Notes: I wish I could've fully fleshed this out, but alas, I'm working on two fics so a bulleted list is the best I can give rn <3 also I don't know what it's like to be pregnant or give birth so?? I did my best?? Plz enjoy and celebrate our Jean boy!

It's September when you find out that you're pregnant. One missed period isn't a big deal, but two? That plus how your stomach swirls every morning. You can't keep anything down until mid-afternoon. You silently blame the Fourth of July rager Eren threw every year. You and Jean had never been the patriotic type, but you two enjoyed the party (maybe a little too much thanks to Connie handing you drinks all night) and got a little careless after the night's festivities.

One night when Jean comes home from work, you decide to tell him. “Um, Jean?” Lacking words, you hold out the pregnancy test. Your hands shake. You had talked about having kids together, but it was always some distant future, certainly not now. He takes the stick and stares at it for what seems like forever. You wonder if you have to explain to him that it's a pregnancy test – is he really that dense? But then he looks up, hazel eyes glowing in the sunset streaking through the windows, and wraps you in his arms. “It's going to be okay, no matter what we do,” he whispers and kisses the top of your head. “I know it's not great timing and I'm not sure I'll ever really feel ready,” you begin, voice trembling, “but I think I want this. A baby. With you.” Jean leans down to press his forehead to yours. “Then I think we're going to have an adventure,” he grins.

Jean is overjoyed when you two find out that the baby is due in early April. “Do you think they'll be born on my birthday?” He asks, excitement rippling through his six-foot-two frame as he stares at the sonogram. You roll your eyes. “I didn't realize you could tolerate sharing a birthday with anyone.” Jean made a big deal about his birthday every year – mostly because he wanted to see what you would come up with for him. “Anything for our little one,” he affirms and caresses your slight bump.

Jean is the perfect partner to have a baby with – almost too perfect. It's almost irritating how much he dotes on you, but you remind yourself that he's doting on the baby too - “Baby K” or “little one,” he calls them interchangeably. He supplies you with all kinds of ginger snacks for morning sickness, researches all the baby stuff you'll need, asks a million questions at every appointment, gives you a massage every night, and takes over the majority of the household chores. Connie and Sasha tease that they never see him anymore because he's “whipped for two.”

You start to feel contractions on the evening of April 6th. Frantic, Jean calls the doctor, who says to wait until they're closer together. Neither of you fall asleep that night – you simply lie in bed, counting the minutes between contractions together. In the wee hours of April 7th, you decide it's time. Jean carries you to the car, packs the hospital bag, and hyperventilates all the way there. “For god's sake Jean, we're not even there yet!”

For all his hyperventilating in the car, Jean manages to calm down once your contractions and labor pains ramp up. It's pain unlike anything you've ever experienced – like someone is twisting all your organs together and rearranging them. All modesty is out the window. With so much sweat sliding down your body, you throw off the hospital gown and are stark naked in front of Jean and the nurses. Jean holds you hand the entire time and rubs your sweat-slicked back as you contort yourself into any position that will get the baby out as fast as possible. “C'mon baby, you're doing great! Almost there, almost there!” He encourages with confidence, but his face is as pale as the hospital bed sheets. You know Jean well enough to know that on the inside, he's border line having a panic attack.

You let out one final scream, one final push, and ear-piercing cries fill the room. “You have a baby girl!” The nurse announces and places your daughter on your chest. She's covered in all kinds of fluid and is screaming so loud your ears ache, but you don't care. You cradle her in awe that she's this little combination of you and Jean that will someday grow into her own. Jean pulls closer and wraps his arm around you and places his hand on your daughter's back. His entire hand is almost bigger than her. “She's so small,” he whispers. His earthy hazel eyes begin misting.

When Jean holds his daughter for the first time, his misty eyes give way to a rainstorm. “I can't believe we have a daughter – we made an entire human,” he blubbers and snuggles her close. “Don't forget who did most of the work,” you groan and roll over on your side to watch the two loves of your life. Jean lowers your daughter from his chest to gaze down at her. His eyes light up. “Hey babe, look, I think she's got my face!” You laugh because sure enough, she does have a longer face than most babies you've seen.

When the nurse takes your daughter to get cleaned up, Jean nibbles your ear. Heat flushes your face. “So when do you think we can -” You bat him away. “Don't even think about, Kirstein.” “C'mon babe, I'm starved!” He pleads. “NO. You don't even want to see my pussy right now, it's wrecked.” Jean crosses his arms. “I'll have you know that I saw everything, probably more than you did, and I still want your pussy. But alright alright, maybe in a month or so. Maybe we could make another one. . .” He trails off and grins. You widen your eyes. “If she's got your attitude? We stop with her,” you counter. “But,” Jean says, “if she's like you? We should have three more.” You groan and throw a pillow at him.

A few hours later, Connie, Sasha, and Marco come parading in with chocolate cupcakes. “When I asked Nicolo to make cupcakes for your birthday, I didn't realize there would be two birthdays,” Sasha laughs and hands a cupcake to Jean, who wolfs it down in one hand while cradling your daughter in the other. “More importantly,” Marco says and hands you a cupcake, “congratulations. I'm glad everything went well.” You grin and take the cupcake. “Thanks Marco.” Jean grabs another cupcake and holds it in the air. “To you,” he says your name, “for giving me the best birthday present I could've ever asked for.” Tears shimmer in his eyes again. Your heart blossoms at the sight of your best friends all here for you. “Who knew Jean boy was such a cry baby,” Connie mutters and munches on his cupcake. “Ouch!” He cries as Sasha hits him on the head. “Happy birthday Jean,” you laugh and roll your eyes because you know for the rest of your life, he's going to be insufferable about how great it is to share a birthday with his daughter. “You're never getting one like this again.”

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 2 years

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MASTERLIST

A problem happened with my old masterless and I had to make a new one

* = smut

The masterlist will be updated every two weeks

MCU!PETER PARKER

Boxing lessons Stark!Reader

Tony asks Peter to gives you boxing lessons. Little did they know, you are not as defenseless as they thought

The forbidden Avenger Stark!Reader

It’s difficult to have alone time with Peter at the Avengers compound. When everyone goes away on a mission, you take invite Peter over and act on your feelings

I could never give you peace

Peter laments the lack of stability he can offer his lover and the danger his other identity puts her in (inspired by Peace by Taylor Swift)

I’ll always come back to you Stark!Reader

Peter returns after the blip

I’ll keep you safe Stark!Reader

You look out for Peter during the battle with Molten Man

Late nights sneaking in your bed Hogan!Reader

When Peter and May temporarily move in with you and Happy, you go against your dad’s rules and sneak Peter into your room at night

Maybe this trip wasn’t so bad

You and Peter sneak out for a date during the Europe trip

My baby’s fit like a daydream

Peter gets a new body from training with the Avengers. You like it - a lot

My friends gets annoyed by how much I talk about you

You talk about Peter to your friends a little too much

Now I wake up by your side

You found your way back to Peter after the memory spell

Spider kiss

Peter surprised you at your window

Uncharted territories *

You and Peter explore each other’s bodies while May is out

Want some help? *

Peter gets a little excited after training. You offer your help

What am I supposed to do if there’s no you

May dies. You find Peter on the school’s roof and comfort him

Wherever you stray, I follow

Happy go get Peter in the Netherlands and you play nurse

TOM HOLLAND

King of my heart (multi-part) Co-Star!Reader

You get the role of MJ for the new Spiderman movie…aka, the classic trope of co-stars falling for each other

King of social media

Tom makes a mistake and post a private video on his Instagram Story

Puppy pictures

You accidentally send Tom NSFW pictures while he’s at work

Surprise Spider!

You surprise Tom at a convention and dress up as Black Cat

That’s my man

Tom flashes his pants-less bottom half on live TV

Tom’s new girl

Tom has a surprise for you when you come home

JESS MARIANO

Do you want to build a snowman?

You convince Jess to partake in Stars Hollow winter festival activities

Follow your heart

You pay Jess a visit after Luke puts him on a bus to New York. A few weeks later, it’s Jess’ turn to visit you

Guiding Star

Jess gets a tattoo

I’d marry you with paper rings

From the day you met to your wedding day (inspired by Paper Rings by Taylor Swift)

Night visitor

Jess pays you a little visit in the middle of the night

Prom?

Jess tells you he won’t be graduating…but he still goes to prom

Silent breakup | part 1 | part 2

Part 1: Jess breaks up with you by leaving town

Part 2: Your boyfriend of three years get down on one knee, but there’s someone else on your mind

Part 3: After some thinking, you drive up to Philadelphia to see Jess

STILES STILINSKI

A dream within a dream

Stiles has a nightmare

A weekend in Quantico

You surprise Stiles and visit him in Quantico

An easy nightmare remedy

Stiles still has nightmares after the Nogitsune possess him. You offer your help

I only bought this dress so you could take it off

You confess your feelings to Stiles

My MVP

You come to Stiles’ game…and they lose

RAFE CAMERON

He should’ve been here

Rafe doesn’t show up on your birthday

My best friend’s brother (multi-part) *

You go on a boat trip with the Camerons…and get a little more than what you came for

Summer loving

You and rafe have a summer fling. You get attached

JJ MAYBANK

Don’t die on me

You and JJ fight against the captain. JJ falls over and almost dies

Father, dear father

JJ always sees his dad when he least expects it

Hot tempered, but loyal

JJ got fired from his job (set after the scene we got on ig)

I don’t want perfect

You get a new boyfriend, the perfect boyfriend. But you don’t want perfect

Simp

JJ is in love and the Pogues like to tease him

They’re alive

The Pogues gets a message from an unknown number: John B and Sarah are alive

DAEMON TARGARYEN

His wife’s bed *

Illicit affair *

A Song of heart and blood (multi-part) *

After an horrible prophetical dream, you find yourself traveling through time to try and save your sister, Daenerys, from her fatal ascension to the Iron Throne. During your mission, your heart derives you from your duty and you fall in love with your ancestor

Taking care of my dragon

After getting his pride hurt at the tourney, Daemon needs help to calm down and unwind

Warm me up

AEMOND TARGARYEN

Bigger than the whole sky

TW: Miscarriage

False god *

Naughty dreams | Jacaerys twin!Reader *

Midnight rain

JON SNOW

I’ll keep your bed warm

Need a hand?

What happens in the cave, stays in the cave | Jeor Mormont daughter!Reader *

You and Jon spend the night in a cave

XAVIER THORPE

The devil’s bite Addams!Reader

The night of the final battle, you get hurt by the hyde

I don’t want you like a best friend

You and Xavier have been best friends for a while, but you don’t want to be just friends anymore. Come the Rave’n dance, you decide to tell him

Jealousy, jealousy

Murder Mittens

Nightshades library *

Outreach day | Normie!Reader

Post Poe Cup

Sorry, wrong number | Xavier x Reader x Ajax *

After sending a nude to the wrong contact (your mistake), you and Xavier invite Ajax for one night

Wrong suspect

Because of Wednesday, everyone believes Xavier is the monster. Everyone except you.

AJAX PETROPOLUS

7 Minutes in heaven

Poe Cup distractions *

First time

Makeup

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hayleythesugarbowl · 10 months

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austin butler x reader headcanons

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • elvis presley x reader headcanons ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ a/n: in honor of austin’s birthday today i feel like i had to do this. i love him so much and i hope somebody enjoys these 🤭🍒🩰

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dating austin would include…

ok so when he first met you he was so shy around you

but he eventually asked you out and it was so cute

he always gives you has jacket if you so much as mention being cold

the actual best nurse

loves taking care of you when you’re sick

ever the gentleman

always has a hand on your waist or your back

he gets do nervous before doing interviews etc and you always calm him down

like he doesn’t know what he would do without you

he cooks for you

also loves taking you out to cute little restaurants

sometimes you’ll just stay up all night talking

best gift giver fr

he plays with your jewelry

and loves it when you run your fingers through his hair

whenever you guys go to events he’s so protective of you and never let’s you out of his sight

he’s so gentle omg-

whispers in your ear 🤭

calls you “baby” and “love”

so easy to make this man blush too

like at the slightest compliment-

you watch his movies together much to his embarrassment

“baby do we have to do this”

and you tease him but assure him he’s amazing

he’s such a good listener

his hugs are actually the best

kisses on the top of your head

and your neck

and he always smells so good

he sings you to sleep sometimes and you just fall asleep on his chest while he runs his fingers up and down your arm

and the rings- 😭✋

he tells you how much you mean to him all the time

”i love you so so much, you know that right, baby?”

he’s just so in love with you and you two are so happy together <3

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope someone else enjoys these headcanons!! happy birthday austin 🪩🎀💋

#austin butler #austin butler headcanons #austin butler x reader #austin butler elvis #austin butler!elvis x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #reader insert #x reader #headcanon #happy birtday austin butler #elvis presley

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Upon request, today we have a rec list of bottom Louis fics that both have A/B/O dynamics and are soft and fluffy! If you enjoy our rec lists and would like them to continue, please like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Seven, Seven | Not Rated | 1,877 words

“Hello, baby girl,” Harry says as soon as the nurse places the bundle of joy into his arms. “We’ve been dying to meet you.”

2) Send Me Your Pillow (The One That You Dream On) | General Audiences | 3,187 words

Harry is embarrassed to realize he's nesting but can't stop stealing Louis' things for his nest.

3) Whisk Me Off My Feet | Explicit | 5,054 words

When Louis locks himself out of his apartment in just a pair of novelty underwear, he hopes his new neighbor can come to his rescue.

4) Purr And Shout | Not Rated | 5,274 words

The sound that escapes Harry's mouth couldn't possibly be a purr. He's an alpha, alphas don't purr. Or do they?

5) Take Me To The Stars | Explicit | 5,840 words

Staring at his darling daughter, in the middle of the pasta aisle, Louis found himself on the edge of a neurotic breakdown.

"It’s your birthday tomorrow! And your papa better not do anything to muck it up! Because your dada worked very hard to organise it! And all of your aunties and grannies and granddads and friends will be there!” Louis continued in a sweet sing-song voice that seemed to get increasingly frantic as he continued. “And if your papa is in rut, then what? What’ll we do, honey girl? Your dada will be too busy! And your papa will be too horn-”

“Louis,” Harry interrupted, touching Louis’ arm. “I’ll be okay. It’s probably not even my rut. I can appreciate you… all of you… even when I’m not in rut.”

Louis looked at him skeptically, imagining the shitshow that would be Harry in rut, surrounded by family and friends, at their child’s first birthday party. “I hope you’re right, H.”

6) Young And Sweet | Explicit | 5,894 words

Louis sees his ex at the carnival and thinks that he must be the solution to his problem.

7) Glistening Under The Sun (You're My Honey Soaked Love) | Mature | 8,996 words | Sequel

The cottagecore fic we all needed, featuring Petal the overprotective bunny, mummy Louis and alpha Harry that lives and breathes for his omega.

8) I Will Cover My Eyes (For If The Dark Returns) | Not Rated | 9,582 words

Alpha Harry asks omega Louis out and things progress from there.

9) When Tomorrow Comes | Explicit | 11,111 words

When Louis and Niall are partnered up to complete a project on Omega scents and how they effect the nesting behaviours of Alphas, little does Louis know that the course of his life is about to be forever altered.

10) Butterflies, The Beautiful Kind | Explicit | 18,401 words

Prompt 36: Louis is a single parent with a child who is terrified of doctors. However, one day, the kid gets sick. Thankfully the new pediatrician, doctor Styles, has wild curly hair and green eyes and a soothing deep voice that the kid immediately grows attached to.

11) Tiger Lily | Mature | 20,155 words

I worked next door and when he walked in, my whole world turned on it's head.

12) This Love Is Ours | Mature | 21028 words

“I told you to call me Harry.” Harry looks amused. It’s not funny. Louis throwing up because of him isn’t funny.

“But I’ve been calling you Mr. Styles for so long.”

“And now you’re carrying my baby.”

13) Swept Me Off My Feet (Took My Heart And Took Me Down) | Explicit | 25,447 words

When Louis had decided to reopen his mother’s bakery, he never thought a charming alpha would walk in through the door, let alone fall in love with him over tea, dessert and music.

14) Raise a Glass to the Four of Us | Mature | 25,470 words

Louis stared at his luggage.

Well. Apparently not his luggage, because the clothing he was looking at currently was a: worth more than everything he currently possessed, b: not his size at all, and c: more suited for a fancy ass lawyer than a holiday in NYC with his best mates.

“Ooh, nice loafers,” Niall said as he pulled one out of the suitcase. “I love the rainbows.”

“Okay,” Liam began. “What do you want to do first? Eat, shop for new clothes, or spend hours on the phone with the airline?”

Louis continued to stare at the luggage.

15) Yours To Lose | Mature | 25,472 words

“I think I know the person that matches your descriptions of your dream alpha.”

“Who? And oh not my dream alpha, god you’re making me sound like a teenage school girl. I’m a mum, H.” They laugh as they watch kids gather in front of the verandah, getting ready to go back to the orphanage.

“Well, you’re gonna have to find out.” Harry winks before standing up to start cleaning their spot.

16) Feeling Peachy, Take A Bite | Explicit | 25,654 words

Prompt 570: Omega Louis works at a cupcake shop. He makes the prettiest cupcakes and loves his job. In comes beefy alpha Harry who absolutely loves to eat Louis’ cake. Inspired by Louis being a cute baby girl handing out cupcakes. (no a/b/o necessary, but Louis has to be feminine).

17) Confections Of The Heart | Explicit | 25,877 words

Louis is a single mom, Harry is a pastry chef, and Oliver just wants his mom to be happy. With a teaspoon of love and a sprinkle of fate, the three might just find a home in each other.

18) I Know How To Whisk (But Teach Me Anyway) | Mature | 32,113 words

Louis scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. “I don’t understand. Unmated alphas don’t just go into a rut out of nowhere. Unless…”

Louis grabbed onto Niall’s arm in desperation. “Am I a homewrecker? Does Harry have a mate? Oh my God, was he not flirting? Did the change in his scent not have anything to do with my smell yesterday? Did I just make that up!?”

Louis let go of Niall and dropped his face in his hands. “I knew it was too good to be true.”

“You’re an idiot,” Niall stated. Louis looked up to find Niall rolling his eyes. He snapped his laptop closed and moved to stand up. “I need to get some work done. Why don’t you stay here and think back to ABO dynamics 101.”

With that Niall hopped off the couch and headed to his room. He stopped and turned to Louis before he made it to the hall and said, “Oh, and Lou. You may want to reconsider your outlook on soulmates.”

Louis yelled after him. “Soulmates aren’t a thing, Niall!”

19) Let Me Feel Your Heartbeat | Explicit | 34,572 words

Harry is 98% sure Louis hates him. So he feels like his bewilderment is justified when the omega offers to help him through his rut.

20) I Found A Love For Me (Darling Just Dive Right In) | Explicit | 46,652 words | Sequel

Louis, an omega with very little control. Harry, an alpha with a lot of emotion. Neither of them have any idea what do to with this little thing called love, but they’ll be damned if they don’t put up a good fight.

21) Gallery Of Us | Explicit | 55,782 words

Harry knew what he was doing in life, everything laid out in black-and-white, each day pleasantly predictable. Cue lively art student, Louis, trying to find his place. An almost insufferably happy person who sometimes forgets to hide the way they feel meets the person who is diligent enough to notice and determined to make a difference.

22) Love Me Until The End | Mature | 207,053 words

“Dr. Styles there’s an emergency at the maternity ward. The head nurse called for you, he needs you there as soon as possible.” The trainee tells Harry over the phone, catching his attention. Louis Tomlinson, the Louis Tomlinson is calling him? He lowers his clipboard and nods his head, getting up from his chair.

“Tell Mr. Tomlinson I’ll be there right away.”

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#bottom louis #top harry #fic recs #blp fic recs #blp #a/b/o

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For The Longest Time Masterlist

William Miller x Fem!Oc (Lorelei Giang)

Summery: Lorelei can’t seem to shake him. For months, she runs into the handsome older Miller brother, and never intentionally. Jaded distrusting, she avoids getting close to him. However, when she needs him, he’s there to give her a place to stay. A proud, independent nurse with of love of silver screen cinema, she can’t help fall for the kind soldier. Still, she thinks it’s best to keep her distance; men have only ever been disappointing if not downright harmful… until one night, the loneliness is swallowing and she caves, allowing Will to treat her right for a night… just one night, right?

Takes place in the Romana TFverse after Leather and Laci and Take Your Time but it is NOT necessary to read. This will act as a stand along and any needed information will be provided. However, things like relationships progressing, friendships, etc will have more meaning if you read the others (esp LaL)

General warnings and major themes include (but not limited to): Death of an abusive parent, parental abandonment, eating disorder (largely in recovery but still a battle as anyone whose been through it knows), unplanned pregnancy, getting together, trust issues, domestic violence, child abuse (none shown just mentioned), alcoholism and addiction from the side character, mentions of sex traffic and sexual abuse but no details, obsessive compulsive disorder

Chapter 1: Lorelei meets Benjamin Miller’s older brother and is not impressed…. Yet she finds herself obsessing enough to stalk him through high school year books.

Chapter 2: Lorelei and Will spend the night together; Lorelei unexpectedly meets one of Will's friends.

Chapter 3: Will and Lorelei make a choice on the baby. Lorelei meets the rest of Wills friends.

Chapter 4: A beach day to celebrate Rosie's birthday eases some tensions and reveals others

Chapter 5: At the funeral, Will and Lorelei find common ground.

Chapter 6: Will and Lorelei find out what they are having.

Chapter 7: Ben is in trouble, and Lorelei is able to be there for both her Miller boys.

Bonus Chapter: Because of you: Lorelei finds her dad again, but it only sets her and Will back.

Chapter 8, part 1: It’s time for the ball. There’s some ups and downs for everyone. Jana is a queen

Chapter 8, part 2: Confessions and fucking.

Chapter 9: Happy announcements turn into arguments. Alice’s true colors are revealed.

Bonus Chapter: Scenes: POV of everyone in the two weeks between the bar incident and the wedding

Finale: Garcia-Dumas wedding, Lorelei solidifies her place in the family.

Enjoy, my friends!

#William miller #will ironhead miller #triple frontier #William miller x oc #William miller smut #william miller angst #William miller comfort #fem oc

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Hi :3 I read your Ezekiel x reader and I was sooo happy! I wanted to ask if you could do a second part to the Ezekiel x yandere reader xP thank you and your writing is soooooo good!!!!!

Hiyaaa!💗 Thank you so much for complimenting my writing! I’m so happy to hear you enjoyed the first Ezekiel x reader! I hope you enjoy this part two!❤️

EZEKIEL X YANDERE! HOUSEWIFE! READER HEADCANONS (PART 2)

Married life was magical when you got the love of your life to think the same of you in his life.

Getting to fold all the clothes you bought for yourselves, wash and iron, drowning your nostrils in his scent.

That enchanting scent.

You keep all the hair you find of his whenever you’re changing the bedsheets or vacuuming the floors.

You devote an area of the bedroom to a shrine crafted for him, including your wedding dress and his groom suit.

You have to be selfish sometimes.

Every time he comes back home, you press your lips all over him.

Every dinner is made in accordance to what he craved for that day or week, and you always found a way to make the food spell out his name or outline his face.

You play love songs in the background. To make it more romantic, you tried burning incense once however when Ezekiel began coughing and his eyes went watery, you disposed of it right away to never use again.

For the first few days of living together, you brushed his teeth for him after being alerted that Ezekiel had no clue which direction he was meant to follow for cleaning teeth.

So you happily took it upon yourself to enforce the importance of hygiene.

Bubble baths everyday.

In turn, you got to drink his bathwater and lick his deodorant.

Lemony...

Nonetheless, you take care of his shaving for him, that being marked for.

Every evening, you would also renew your wedding vows.

"Holmes I can't lie to you...” he stretches his arms up,“But I'm a bit wiped out today. Do' think we can skip the vows today and have din dins early?"

"Skip vows today?” you gasp, couldn’t believe what you were hearing,“How do you expect me to stay sane if we skip vows any day? You know how much this means to me darling! Please? I feel terrible for asking anything of you, but can you pull through? I promise I’ll make a larger portion of supper tonight!"

Every evening.

All walls in that house is occupied by at least ten picture frames of Ezekiel.

He frequently wonders what you do for a living, since surely housekeeping wasn’t hectic enough for you to take care of majority of the bills and vacations.

“It’s nothing for you to worry about my love.” you assure him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Any day, anniversary or birthday, you arrange getaways at the expensive tourist destinations like Dubai, United States, Brazil, Kenya, Australia, England at the best hotels and best plane seats.

Whenever he falls ill, you refuse to let him do anything and confine him to the marriage bed.

At moment’s command, you are right there.

Heating pad, tissues, soup, vomit bucket, ice cream, cold water.

Ezekiel actually didn’t know what hospitals were, making him more reliant on you- or how you called it, bonding.

Knew that nursing course would pay off!

You loved being the only one he could really depend on.

But it feels that something’s missing.

Nothing about possessions or housing. You had done everything. But it’s something. Something greater than money.

It became clearer with every single turning down of Ezekiel’s suggestion about inviting his family over or going on a day trip to visit them, the one thing you refuse to grant him.

Family.

Of course. It was the thing bumping this wistful pacemaker in his behaviour.

Ezekiel... Your darling...he’s lonely.

You were both bound to be maternally and paternally deprived eventually. How you wished you were like him, whose came later.

It’s for his own good. A man and a woman is supposed to vacate their parents. Staying in touch with them would only have him getting used to seeing them and depending on them which would be more painful in the long run when they die.

Maybe now was the time to take their places, and conceive what would plant both the McLean and Miller family trees forward to see another generation.

Now?

You blush at the thought.

“I’m not so sure, bird...” your darling husband scratches the back of his neck, “When I was growing up back on the farm, my daddio was also here to raise me. If I have to go out being a rockstar everyday, the little ones might not know who their dad is. Besides, a man is needed around to raise strong children. Even the gal ones.”

“We can take turns!” you involuntarily latch yourself on top of him.

Ezekiel still hasn’t gotten used to this form of treatment, but trusts you enough to allow it,“My ma said pregnancy changed her life, eh?”

“How mine’s changed before it!” you adoringly play with a strand of his brown hair,“When I first saw you, my soul felt complete and my void was no more. I had never felt love stronger than you and now, I physically can’t survive without you.”

“Poetic, eh?” he gruffly laughs, your feelings going over him,“Not sure if that’d help in parenting, yo. Don’t wanna accidentally teach the girls it’s their world to be yappin’ in.”

Your response is a placid remark of your own femininity,“How beautiful my body is.“ an old nursery rhyme wraps your words,“Two loonies make a toonie, now aren’t I a scholar?”

Sleep well while you can, husband!

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thesewordsareallihavetogive · 2 years

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ch. 4: A Safe Place to Land- Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x nurse!reader

Summary: 5.6k words. After an unexpected breakup with her long-term boyfriend, y/n had one goal: to keep her head down and finish her travel nursing contract as soon as possible. That was until Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw derailed her plan entirely. Just as y/n finished picking up the pieces of her broken heart, Rooster came along and showed y/n what it’s like to be loved again–if only she’ll let him in.

Warnings: so much angst, panic attack, not taking care of oneself? related food mention, more angst, sexy time mentions (but no actual smut), alcohol mention, cursing, men are the worst, overuse of italics

a/n: hi y'all! thank u all for the patience & love you've shown this series <3 ngl, this chapter was hard to write bc of the subject matter & all that but i'm really happy w how it turned out! i listened to "Salt In The Wound" from boygenius on repeat while writing this chapter, i HIGHLY recommend giving it a listen. also--my toxic trait is naming my villain-esque original characters after people who’ve done me dirty personally. voila captain ethan was born :)

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On Bob’s birthday, the squadron threw a small party for him on base. It was nothing major–just a small party with his closest friends, quiet and lowkey–just how he liked it. Impromptu party rooms were few and far between on base, so they set up in a Top Gun classroom that wasn’t being used at the moment.

y/n was wandering around the halls in search of the classroom, balancing a cake box in one hand and her phone in the other. Though Rooster texted her specific directions to the room, she felt like she was trapped in a labyrinth. Screw the security system and guards spread throughout the building, the confusing layout was enough to disorient anyone who didn’t belong.

A stray balloon that escaped from a room at the end of the hall served as y/n’s personal beacon. She was working the night shift at the emergency room that night, so she couldn’t stay long at the party. She at least wanted to say hi to everyone and wish Bob a happy birthday before she left for the hospital.

Halfway down the hall, y/n was stopped in her tracks when a familiar face turned the corner. Tall, dark, and handsome as ever stood Captain Ethan Richards. y/n shuddered at the sight of him, a stark contrast to the attraction she felt just a few months ago. She prayed that her ex would walk in the opposite direction, would turn around, do anything except see her down the hall. There was nowhere for her to hide while he passed, so she stood in the hallway like a sitting duck. As luck would have it, he glanced back in her direction and did a double take.

Whatever the Captain had set out to do in the building was forgotten as he stalked toward y/n like a predator hunting its prey. y/n gulped and tried to school her deer-caught-in-headlights expression. Ethan didn’t deserve to see her so vulnerable. He didn’t deserve to see her at all.

“y/n, what a nice surprise!” Ethan greeted with a grin.

“Ethan.” y/n’s response was curt and accompanied by a tight-lipped frown. Ethan let his eyes drag down y/n’s scrub-clad body. A few months ago, she would’ve felt flattered. Now she just felt dirty. His eyes lingered on the cake box in her hands for a moment.

“You always were so good at baking. Mind if I try a bite, sweetcheeks?” The innuendo and his hungry stare made y/n nauseous. Her frown deepened. Ethan, evidently unsatisfied by her reaction, decided to change tactics. y/n watched his face harden and thought that he could’ve served his country much more effectively in Guantánamo Bay. Never in y/n’s life had anyone been able to get under her skin like this.

Ethan was smart and observant, she had to give him that. Between the lone balloon down the hall, the cake in y/n’s hands that read Happy Birthday Bob! and the distant lively voices of Top Gun’s best squadron, he pieced together what y/n was here for.

“You sleeping through a whole squadron now? I saw you getting cozy with Bradshaw, Machado, and Seresin at The Hard Deck,” Ethan’s voice was low and sinister as he stepped toward her. Everything in y/n screamed at her to take a step back and get away from him, but she stood her ground. His accusation took her aback, there was no denying that, but she refused to be bested by him.

“You would know what that’s like, wouldn’t you?” y/n jabbed, her voice cold. For a fleeting moment, she thought she saw a look of hurt flash across Ethan’s eyes but it was gone a second later. His jaw ticked in frustration. Ethan could always dish it out, but he wasn’t as good at taking it.

A cruel smile overtook his face before he made his next remark. y/n braced herself. She knew his words would seek to cut through her like a knife, but nothing could’ve prepared her for what he said.

“At least I was able to return your engagement ring. That wasn’t cheap, sweetheart. Unlike you, apparently,” Ethan tutted and rocked on his heels. He looked satisfied when y/n’s face dropped. She was certain a punch straight to the gut would’ve hurt less than his revelation. Now that stopped y/n in her tracks. She was at a loss for words. She couldn’t even manage a pathetic sputter as her eyes widened in shock.

He was going to propose? y/n was lost in thought. The worst part was that she knew she would’ve said yes. Before she found him cheating, she thought she was going to spend the rest of her life with Ethan. She made a secret wedding board on Pinterest. She started brainstorming baby names after they celebrated their year-and-a-half anniversary.

Rooster checked his wristwatch. y/n was supposed to arrive 10 minutes ago. It was plausible that she got lost, but something in his gut told him something was wrong. He excused himself from the party and made his way out into the hallway. Rooster was surprised to see Captain Richards facing away from him just down the hall; as far as Bradley knew, the captain had no business being around Top Gun’s section of the base. Bradley couldn’t help the way his eyes narrowed when Richards shifted to the side, his tall frame no longer hiding y/n from Rooster’s view.

Rooster set off towards the two with long deliberate strides. He had no plan of what to say or do when he approached them, but y/n’s color-drained face was enough to have him moving fast. Once Rooster stood just feet away, the sight of y/n’s wide eyes and white-knuckle grip on the cake box had him on the defensive.

“Is everything okay out here?” Rooster asked with as much authority as he could muster. The lieutenant hoped his worry didn’t seep into his tone, but his focus on y/n and y/n alone gave him away. Ethan smirked as he glanced between Bradley and y/n. y/n was doing her best not to cower as she stood in a daze with her lips pressed into a thin line. Bradley, on the other hand, was laser-focused and struggling to hide his bubbling anger.

“Just fine, lieutenant. I was just leaving. Bye, sweetheart,” Ethan delivered a condescending wink and licked his lips before leaving. A moment of silence passed as y/n stared holes into Ethan’s back until he turned down a corridor hidden from her view. Rooster’s wild eyes darted across y/n’s face while she was still trapped in her daze. The aviator had never seen her so shaken in their months of knowing each other.

When Ethan was far out of sight and earshot, y/n slowly turned towards Bradley. She could hardly look him in the eye as she wordlessly handed over the cake. Confusion etched its way across Rooster’s face when y/n took a step back towards the door instead of toward the party.

“Tell Bob I said happy birthday,” y/n voice was quiet as she looked down at the ground and turned to leave. Rooster gently grabbed her wrist before she could walk away.

“y/n, are you okay? Did he say something?” y/n bit her bottom lip to stop it from trembling. Rooster’s worried eyes and delicate touch were enough to have her tearing up as his question went unanswered. y/n cleared her throat and met his eyes, unable to hide the unshed tears in her own.

“I have to go. I’m gonna be late for work,” y/n said flatly. She was honestly surprised that her voice didn’t betray her and let her emotions spill out everywhere. Before Bradley could stop her again, she tugged her arm out of his grip and quickly made her way towards the exit. Rooster stood in the hallway alone with a homemade cake in hand as he watched her go, looking like a lost puppy.

A few twisted turns later, y/n finally saw a red exit sign hanging above an exterior door. This too felt like a beacon, but for an entirely different reason. She haphazardly burst through the doors and made her way towards the parking lot on unsteady legs. Air couldn’t seem to fill her lungs enough as she took shallow heaves, her shoulders shaking from the motion. y/n couldn’t hold in the sobs that wracked through her body once she was in her car. Her uncontrolled breathing punctuated the onset of a panic attack.

y/n got upset countless times over the past few months about her breakup, but she hadn’t had a panic attack like this since she walked in on Ethan with his mistress in their bed. She suspected that also had to do with the fact that this was the first time she spoke to Ethan face-to-face since before the move. The last time she was within arms reach of her ex was when they broke up. y/n cringed as she remembered how she yelled at him with red-rimmed eyes and a packed duffle bag slung over her shoulder as she shoved their house key against his chest.

After 20 minutes of unsuccessfully trying to clean herself up and regain a semblance of composure, y/n called in sick for work. Her manager didn’t ask questions–y/n’s congested voice and sniffles were enough of an explanation–and y/n didn’t give answers.

y/n was M.I.A. for two days. No calls, no texts, and a missed work shift. Shitty reality TV played in the background while y/n ate a tub of ice cream, surrounded by tear-stained tissues in her bed. She looked like a mess, but nothing could compare to how she felt inside.

Rooster knew y/n slept through most of the day following her night shifts. As far as he knew, she went to work that night. But it wasn’t like her to go more than a few hours without answering texts. So when a few hours turned into a day and then a day and a half, and his calls went unanswered for the fourth time, Rooster went to visit y/n at her house.

y/n heard muffled knocking at her door from underneath her duvet and several blankets. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and even if she were, she still had no intention of getting out of bed. The turning of the door lock and squeaky hinges had her sitting up straight in bed. No one had a key to her house. Was someone breaking in? y/n frantically searched for her phone amidst her bed covers, her heart nearly beating out of her chest. Heavy footsteps made their way down the hall and y/n’s shaky thumb hovered over Rooster’s phone number before a voice spoke out.

“y/n/n, are you in there? It’s me,” Bradley’s voice was gentle but could be heard clearly through the door. y/n let out a sigh of relief when she recognized the voice. She made a mental note to ask him later about how he managed to unlock the front door. Just as quickly as the relief flooded through her, it was replaced by anxiety. To put it lightly, y/n looked like shit.

“Go away, Roos. I’m fine,” y/n’s words weren’t even slightly believable. She knew Rooster wouldn’t just go away–not after she’d been radio silent for so long and the last time he saw her she practically ran away with tears in her eyes. y/n tried to make herself look as presentable as she could after spending forty-some hours in bed. Her attempts were pretty fruitless; she just barely managed to smooth down her hair, but there wasn’t much she could do about her mascara-tear-stained cheeks.

Rooster gave a soft knock before he opened her bedroom door, letting light from the hallway spill into her darkened room. His eyes adjusted to the light difference while he took in the bags under y/n’s puffy eyes and mascara streaks across her face. His heart broke at her disheveled state.

y/n shied away from his gaze; she didn’t want him to see her so weak. Bradley had never seen her seem so small. As he moved towards her bed, he reminisced on the first day they met, when y/n was taking care of him at his bedside.

When y/n still wouldn’t look at him, Bradley reached out and tilted her chin up to meet his eyes. She felt a pang of guilt in her chest when she saw the worry filling his eyes. The last thing she wanted to do was drag this perfect man into her bullshit. Her life was messy, especially now, and he didn’t deserve that.

y/n tucked herself against Bradley’s body when he outstretched his arms, beckoning her towards him. He rubbed circles against her back and softly smiled when he realized the fabric separating their skin was a shirt of his that went missing a few weeks ago. Her legs were unsteady from lack of use, but Rooster was unfazed (after all, this wasn’t the first time he supported y/n on wobbly legs, especially after certain activities).

“Have you had anything to eat?” The words ‘other than ice cream’ were unspoken, but y/n received the message nonetheless. She shook her head wordlessly against his chest.

y/n couldn’t help but crack a smile when Rooster, ever the Navy man, came up with a plan on the spot. He’d go to the kitchen to make y/n dinner and suggested that she do whatever she needed to make her feel better–stretch her legs, splash some water on her face, or lay back down until dinner was ready. y/n murmured “don’t burn down my kitchen,” and relished in the rumble of Bradley’s chest as he chuckled.

Dinner was quiet. Bradley and y/n didn’t speak much. She muttered a quiet thank you towards the end and Rooster nodded appreciatively. Most of all, he was just happy to see her consuming an actual meal after surviving on Ben and Jerry’s alone for the past 48 hours. After dinner, y/n washed the dishes. Rooster insisted that he do it, but y/n argued that she needed to do something after being dormant for two days. She left out the fact that she mostly just wanted to run her hands under the scalding hot water to feel something.

Neither of them were sure what to do after dinner. y/n stood in front of the sink rigidly and Bradley remained seated hesitantly at the table. The heavy silence was broken when Rooster spoke up after a bout of eye contact.

“I’m here for you,” Bradley cleared his throat before continuing, his eyes never leaving y/n’s. “If you want me to go, I will, but I’ll camp out on the couch all night if you want me to so you’re not alone.” Rooster’s sincere gaze was enough to pull at y/n’s heartstrings. His words even managed to bring a small smile to her face, too.

“This couch is terrible. I’ve ejected from F-18s going warp speed and laying on this sad excuse for a sofa has given me worse back pain,” Rooster groaned during one of their regular movie nights a few weeks ago.

“Maybe you’re just getting old, Brad. Your body can’t bounce back and move the way it used to,” y/n teased with an infectious grin. Rooster scoffed and brought his hand down to slap her ass cheek.

“Last I checked, you weren’t complaining about the way my body moves, Patches,” Bradley quipped back with raised eyebrows. A blush spread across y/n’s cheeks at the insinuation.

“Touché, Bradshaw. Touché.”

y/n bit her lip as she thought. The guilt settled in her chest dissipated at Bradley’s words. The pilot was willing and maybe even wanted to be there for her–that realization both comforted and terrified y/n. Nonetheless, she couldn’t help but think that he didn’t deserve to be caught up in her problems. She strongly considered sending him away–even though she really, really didn’t want to–but it was too late to shut him out now. Plus, whether she was ready to admit it or not, she needed him.

The last thing y/n expected was becoming attached to someone, much less another Navy guy, so soon after her breakup regardless of whether or not she was over it.

At this point she truly was–over her breakup, that is. y/n grieved the loss of the relationship and processed everything within a few weeks of her and Ethan calling it quits. Well, more like y/n telling Ethan to go fuck himself and delete her number.

The real reason y/n went through an entire box of tissues and stayed in bed for two days was that Ethan was able to get under her skin, even now. After everything that happened–the whirlwind romance and the promise of a forever love and a future and then the cheating and the breakup–the person who she trusted most and betrayed her the worst was still able to bother her. y/n hated that Ethan still had power over her. And she was angry at herself for that.

With that clusterfuck in mind, y/n still couldn’t quite pinpoint why she spent so much time crying. It was clear she still had some healing to do because Ethan wasn’t worth her tears, not by a long shot.

So, with bated breath, she nodded and accepted Bradley’s offer to stay. Stay. The concept of Bradley staying by her side felt like warm honey for a sore throat. Maybe this could be her remedy.

For the first time in days, y/n glanced at her appearance in a nearby mirror. Rooster’s shirt looked good on her–something she always teased him about and Rooster agreed, she did look better in his clothes–but everything else was a bit of a mess. y/n stiffened when she realized Rooster was seeing her like this. She was a total mess and he chose to stay.

“Actually, Roos… I, uh, I need to take a shower. Do you wanna join me?” y/n asked shyly. Rooster’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head at the offer (yes, yes, a thousand times yes) and he stood up faster than he ever had in his life. Rooster knew the last thing on y/n’s mind right then was anything sexual, but she was letting him in. She was letting him close and being vulnerable and that’s something. That’s everything.

The bathroom was dark, illuminated only by the dwindling sunset light streaming through the window and a small night light by the sink. For a while, they stood in silence while Rooster held y/n in his arms and gently swayed them side to side. The warm water and sure beating of Bradley’s heart against her ear soothed y/n, almost enough to make her forget about the past couple of days.

Eventually the shower became productive. y/n’s mascara and salty tear stains washed away with a little bit of soap and the warm water helped ease the pain. Halfway through washing her hair, y/n turned back to look at Rooster. He ceased his massage on her scalp and waited patiently as y/n formed her words.

“Ethan told me he was going to propose. He told me he bought an engagement ring but he returned it after we broke up,” y/n admitted tiredly. Rooster sucked in a breath. Of all the things he might’ve expected y/n to say, that was not one of them. y/n chuckled at Bradley’s reaction. Yeah, that’s how I felt too. After recovering from the initial shock, he searched her face for any indication of how she felt. The limited light made it difficult, so he cautiously asked her how she felt about that. y/n shrugged noncommittally.

“If he had proposed before I found out he cheated, I would’ve said yes. Things were good between us, you know? But there’s no way in hell I’d even think about getting back together with him now. So it’s all kind of pointless to worry about, I guess,” y/n breathed out. It felt good to get that off her chest. Thinking out loud to Bradley for a few minutes in the shower was somehow more productive than the endless thinking she did over the past couple of days. Rooster didn’t push her to say anymore, he just listened intently. He felt a little selfish for the relief that flooded through him when y/n firmly stated she would never get back with Ethan.

The rest of the shower followed a similar pattern: Rooster and y/n worked in tandem to wash her hair and body, they took breaks to let the warm water cascade over her skin, and y/n spoke up every once in a while.

“He basically called me a barrack bunny,” y/n said with a huff. Now that stopped Rooster in his tracks. He ceased the movement of the washcloth against y/n’s back and slowly turned her to face him.

“He said what?” Rooster asked steadily, though a simmering rage began brewing inside him. y/n recognized his anger. Over the past few months, she’d gotten pretty good at picking up on his emotions–he was still a man after all and had a complex relationship with displaying emotions outwardly. It was clear to y/n that his anger wasn’t directed toward her, but rather at Ethan, and she was tired of covering for him.

y/n took a deep breath before explaining that Ethan must have seen how she interacted with the squadron the first night she met everyone at The Hard Deck. y/n and Rooster made no efforts to hide the way they cozied up to each other that night; Coyote frequently referred to y/n by ‘home girl’ and gave her fist bumps; and Hangman even managed to pull y/n into a hug before he left.

Rooster stood lost in thought while y/n rinsed the remaining soap from her body. He scoffed at the thought that someone with Ethan’s track record would judge anyone else’s possible sexual escapades. As Bradley helped y/n wrap a towel around her body, he firmly decided that the next time he saw Captain Ethan Richards off-base, Rooster would give the man a black eye.

Bradley wiped the steam fog from the bathroom mirror so y/n could do her skincare routine. Rooster learned just how important this regimen was to her on two occasions. The first was an impromptu spa night she roped him into. y/n didn’t force Rooster to paint his nails with her, but she did treat him to a sheet mask. Rooster would never admit it to his fellow aviators, but he especially enjoyed the bath she let him join; the soothing warm water ebbing at their skin was complimented by bath oils, a bath fizzy, candles, and some well-deserved glasses of wine.

The second time Rooster found out the value y/n placed in her skincare was during one of their many sleepovers at her house.

Rooster was pulled from his post-nut daze when he felt the mattress shifting beside him. y/n tiptoed to the bathroom and began quietly digging through her cabinets.

“Baby, what are you doing?” Rooster called out and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. His voice was rough and riddled with exhaustion, but his curiosity and desire to have y/n cuddled by his side got the best of him. She knocked over a bottle in surprise when she heard his voice.

“Sorry, Roos! I didn’t mean to wake you up. I’m just doing my skincare routine.”

Rooster scrubbed a hand down his face and pulled his brows together.

“We literally just screwed for almost two hours straight and you’re worried about putting on lotion?” Bradley’s voice came out with an incredulous deadpan.

“If you’re gonna keep me up all night, I need to at least apply my eye cream, Bradshaw.”

Bradley stood with his chest pressed against y/n’s back, his arms linked around her waist. He let her be for the most part and pressed intermittent kisses to her exposed neck. y/n pulled at her skin in between applying serums and creams. Miraculously, her time working in hospitals hadn’t given her too many wrinkles or gray hair, but she felt like her youthful beauty was dwindling. After all, the past few months took quite a toll on her. It was especially easy to get stuck in her head when one of the most handsome men she’d ever seen in her life was standing right behind her, looking absolutely flawless.

The intrusive thoughts kept piling up and tears started to pool in y/n’s eyes. Rooster had seen months worth of tears already that night, so y/n buried her face into her hands. Bradley’s head snapped up at the motion. He kissed her temple and gently pulled at her wrists so he could see her face in the reflection of the mirror. The silent tears streaming down her face broke his heart.

“What’s wrong, y/n/n?” Rooster asked, concern painting his features. y/n wouldn’t meet his eyes while she picked at her nails. Her lips twisted together as she took a shaky breath.

“I just worry that I’m not enough, you know? I mean… I’m not getting any younger and I get exhausted from work so I can't just put out all the time and…” y/n started rambling and got herself worked up. All her insecurities spilled out in a flurry of words. “that’s why Ethan cheated, I guess,” y/n’s voice was small by the end of her rant.

Rooster’s jaw clenched at the pain Richards put y/n through. He squeezed his arms tight around her middle and pressed a kiss to her temple before turning her to face him directly.

“What that asshole did does not define you,” Rooster’s voice was steady and his gaze was serious. “You don’t give yourself nearly enough credit. You work hard and the world is a better place because of you. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I’m sure I’ll think the same thing years and years from now.” Bradley paused to let his words sink in. He softly squeezed her hips before continuing.

“He was a damn fool for letting you go. But I’m so glad he did. Maybe that’s selfish but there’s nowhere I’d rather be than with you in my arms right now.” y/n let out a small gasp and Bradley held her gaze for as long as she’d let him. The weight of his words was heavy, but y/n felt lighter than she had in days.

After that night a few weeks ago, Rooster and y/n were closer than ever. y/n supposed that was bound to happen after Bradley saw her at her lowest. She felt good when she was with Rooster. Really good. y/n was an independent woman and tried not to rely too much on other people, especially after what happened with Ethan, but she couldn’t help the gravitational pull she felt towards Bradley.

The only problem was that her travel nursing contract would be over in just a month.

y/n didn’t have any solid plans of what she’d do after finishing up her time at the base hospital. From the moment she got there, her plan was to leave. Maybe she’d sign a contract in a different city, maybe she’d go stay with friends and family for a while. There was nothing keeping her here. Not until now.

Each day she spent with Rooster she couldn’t help the pang of pain in her chest when she remembered her mental countdown. She also felt guilty that he didn’t know when her contract was up. She told him on their first date that it was a four-month contract, but they hadn’t really talked about it since then.

When there were just 29 days left in her contract, Rooster went over to y/n’s house with a pizza box in hand. y/n greeted him at the door with a smile, but her face fell when she saw the solemn look on Bradley’s face. She shut the door behind him and cautiously followed him to the kitchen. Standing on the opposite side of the kitchen island, y/n tried to get Rooster’s attention but he busied himself with gathering plates and drinks for them.

“Roos, what’s wrong?” y/n asked hesitantly. Rooster typically didn’t show when he was upset, but y/n saw right through him. He set his jaw with a heavy sigh before turning to face y/n.

“I’m being deployed for 3 weeks. It’s a shorter mission but…,” he trailed off with a shrug. y/n was surprised to see him like this. Normally Rooster was ecstatic and couldn’t help but grin when he talked about his job. There was nothing he loved more than flying, so to see him disappointed about being sent on a mission was strange.

“Why are you upset?” y/n asked carefully. Rooster’s brows scrunched together and his head tilted to the side as if to say Isn’t it obvious?

“I’ll be in the middle of nowhere and you’ll be here. Reception will be shoddy at best, so I don’t know if I’ll even be able to call you.” He looked like someone kicked his puppy. y/n’s heart ached at the thought of being away from Rooster for so long, but her teasing nature got the better of her.

“Are you saying you’re going to miss me, Lieutenant Bradshaw?” y/n wiggled her eyebrows and rounded the island to wrap her arms around his waist. Bradley rolled his eyes and leaned down to peck her lips.

“Yeah, I am, nurse y/n,” Bradley teased, throwing her own professional title back at her.

They ate dinner on the couch while a cheesy rom-com played quietly in the background, though neither of them paid any attention to it. y/n sat with her legs thrown across Rooster’s lap and he used his free hand to massage her exposed skin. They told each other about their days–y/n shared the meal-friendly versions of her interesting cases at the ER and Rooster explained some of the offense maneuvers he worked on in training. The aviator slang still felt like a foreign language to y/n, but she was slowly understanding bits and pieces.

The light-hearted mood dissipated after they finished eating when the conversation drifted back towards Rooster’s upcoming deployment. The mission was classified so there wasn’t much he could tell y/n, but he could at least give her a vague timeline.

Her stomach dropped when Bradley told her he’d be leaving first thing tomorrow morning. If the mission stayed on schedule, there would only be one week left in her contract by the time he got back. But y/n put on a brave face. Rooster was the one being sent into enemy territory, not her. This wasn’t about her. The last thing she or the Navy needed was for him to worry about her while he was flying at warp speed with missiles on his tail.

y/n moved to straddle Rooster’s lap and tossed both of their plates to the side. Her nails gently scratched at the nape of his neck and she brought her lips close to his ear.

“We better make tonight count then, huh?” she whispered. Rooster was done for. Without missing a beat, he shot up from the couch, holding y/n close to him with his hands on the back of her thighs. y/n emitted a squeal when Rooster playfully slapped her ass cheek on the way to her bedroom

Bradley spent the night at y/n’s house, opting to leave earlier than normal in the morning so he could swing by his house and grab his things. His 4:30 a.m. alarm was nothing short of a rude awakening for y/n, but it was even worse to watch Bradley get ready to leave.

y/n held his hand, trailing behind him to the door in a sleepy stupor. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and sobered up once they stood next to his bronco in the early morning darkness.

“Be safe out there, Roos. Come back in one piece. And don’t do anything stupid while I’m not there to patch you up,” y/n said with a small smile in between yawns, but she was completely serious. Rooster couldn’t help but chuckle and grin at the sentiment.

“I will, baby. I’ll call you as soon as I get the chance,” Rooster promised with a kiss to the top of her head while y/n hugged him tighter than she ever had before. The kiss they shared was passionate and deep and far too scandalous to be happening out in the street where y/n’s neighbors could see, but neither of them could bring themselves to care.

y/n leaned across the open window of the closed driver's door to press a final peck to Bradley’s lips. After he put his key in the ignition and started up the old car, she poked his chest.

“This isn’t a goodbye, just so you know,” y/n said pointedly. There was a double meaning to her words when her thoughts drifted to the quickly approaching end of her contract. Rooster nodded with a grin, oblivious to her secondary thoughts.

“I’ll see ya later, baby.”

a/n: rooster is an ass man. you can try to change my mind but you'll probably be unsuccessful. as always, reblogs & comments are much appreciated! i love hearing what you guys think :)

edit: i changed my mind. rooster is a boob man. he just happens to be fond of y/n's ass too.

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